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spookykoolkat · 8 months

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kinktober | your woman - e.m.

kinktober day four - taped

pairing: eddie munson x plus size!reader

wc: 5.48k

summary: your little friends with benefits deal with eddie was more than you first intended. when eddie asks you if you'd be okay if he recorded the next time you guys hooked up, you were all in. but, you didn't think he'd end up with his phone camera recording himself asking you to be his girl. especially not in a guest room at robin's annual halloween party.

warnings: 18+ ONLY!, minors are never welcomed. jealous!reader, making a sex tape, fingering, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, raw penetration (p in v), *wrap it up fr tho.*, pet names, eddie being eddie

reblogs, comments and likes are so very much appreciated i hope everyone is enjoying this!

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EDDIE WAS ALWAYS INSATIABLE. in every way, of course. everything he wanted, he begged for. at least from you.

it wasn't like you two were a thing officially, it started in high school when the two of you were graduating. he came up to you at a party, being eddie's usual self and flirting with you. though you weren’t receptive at first, it didn’t mean you never would be.

so he kept trying, even after high school the fall after you two graduated, he found you at another party. neither of you went to college, but had mutual friends in college. so, that night you went to meet up with robin, he cornered you.

and also that night, started a year long relationship that had no title, no expectations. and even though you weren’t sleeping with anyone else, and he wasn’t sleeping with anyone else, you had a territorial problem.

so when eddie brought the subject up for the first time, you were all in. he didn’t even have to beg you, he just asked and you told him he could any time. truthfully, you’d do anything he wanted to do.

he wanted to make a tape with you, but in general wanted to record you while he fucked you.

“do you think, i don’t know, would you be okay if i recorded you during sex?” he asked, abashedly. eddie didn’t know if he even had the right to ask. he didn’t even know what the two of you really were.

“you want to record me while you fuck me?” you asked, making sure that this is what you were hearing.

“i do.” he smiled, nervously and excitedly when he noticed you didn’t immediately shut it down.

“okay.” you smiled. he just swallowed, smiling and leaned over to kiss you.

it’d been a week since then, and when eddie finally saw you again it was the night of robin’s infamous halloween party she threw every year. the concept of recording you taking him in every way had been plaguing his mine, but tried to act completely normal at the same time.

which he managed. but he couldn’t stop thinking about it.

to get into robin’s party, you had to wear a costume and of course eddie was excited about this. you on the other hand were a little dreadful.

“is this a kids party or what?” you mumbled as you adjusted your costume.

you chose to go as carrie. a long pink rose silk dress covered your body and hugged your curves softly, of course drenched in fake blood from head to toe with a prom queen crown sitting on your head. eddie had the pleasure of watching you douse yourself in said blood not even a few minutes ago, right after you pulled the pretty dress over your full figure.

of course you forgot to mention that when you weren’t wearing a bra that night and just so happened to step out just in your panties to get ready, he had to be peeled off of you just so you could get ready.

another thing about eddie, he was a little obsessed with you.

“you hate fun,” eddie tsked and adjusted his hair to be even more frizzy. of course eddie decided to go as eddie van halen, which you told him was maybe too literal.

“so what do you think of my costume?” eddie gleamed and you turned from the mirror to look at him.

“you look like you did yesterday. you literally just look like yourself.” you deadpanned and he pouted. he was wearing a jean vest with no shirt underneath, brown leather skinny jeans and a bandana around his neck. you had to help him tease his hair to get it like the picture he showed you, but over all he just looked him himself but times ten.

“okay, but do i look hot? like, would you fuck me right now?” he asked and grabbed his guitar pick just to hold.

“you’re gonna bring the guitar pick but not the actual guitar?” you said nodding to his wall, the dark red abstract guitar collecting dust.

“oh, she’s not going anywhere tonight.” he replied and you shook your head.

“but yes, eddie you look hot and i would fuck you right now. if we wouldn’t be any later than we already are, come on let's go,”

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robin greeted you at the door of her new townhouse, excited for her housewarming party to turn into a halloween party.

“i thought couples usually match costumes.” robin teased as she pulled you away from eddie.

“we’re not a couple,” you said bitterly as she pushed past people drinking, smoking and dancing together under the blacklight and into the hospital lit kitchen.

“you guys have come to every single one of my parties, together. you guys leave every single one of my parties, together. what do you call that?” she suggested over the loud music.

while she bickered you scanned over the house, the spacey living room that led into an archway to the kitchen. on the kitchen island were large bottles of alcohol pushed together in the middle of the marble, ranging from vodka to rum to tequila.

“we’re friends.”

your hand went to grab the bottle of pink whitney, grabbing a little shot glass and pouring yourself one to the rim. robin grabbed one with a scoff and you poured her one, setting the bottle down and facing each other.

“to friends,” she said smugly. you just rolled your eyes.

“to friends,”

it didn’t take long for you to lose eddie at the party, as per usual. it’s always how it went, you and he would split up and hardly look each other's way, just to text each other when the other wants to leave and meet outside.

but today you were especially needy, and after roughly three cups of mixed drinks and many many shots, you rip away from robin and nancy to find him. it was dark, smokey and you were in need for something of eddie. weed, his hands, his voice.

you found him of course, but not like you expected. part of you expected him to be sitting in a corner with his friends smoking a blunt, which he was, but instead of just his friends he was the only one with a girl on his lap.

now he told you that he wouldn’t mess around with anyone but you especially if he thought about wanting to go bare with you, but you didn’t believe him.

the music was thumping and the alcohol made you feel a little better in terms of confidence, especially being in a silk dress with no bra and skimpy panties so there wasn’t a panty line. you felt sexy, covered in blood with your hair down and as you came into his view, eddie took a drag of his blunt and looked you up and down.

his friends greeted you with enthusiasm, happy to see you again after being out of their company for so long. another thing was, regardless of who you were to eddie, his friends still loved you.

“hellooo,” you dragged but kept your eyes on eddie, and not the thin girl making her spot in eddie’s lap.

“can i have a hit?” you kindly asked eddie, and the girl looked at you with an awkward smile.

“eddie’s a little busy right now, maybe you guys can smoke later?” the girl suggested and you looked at her, then looked at eddie.

you weren’t expecting him to say anything. but a part of you wanted him to. you wanted him to feel the need to tell her that you were the one he was taking home that night, but he didn’t.

“is that right eddie?” you asked, raising an eyebrow as you looked between the two.

“we were just, uh, kinda talking?”

you pinched your lips into a thin line and nodded, turning to one of his friends. his friends on the other hand were watching the interaction, waiting for the other shoe to drop and for you to curse eddie out.

you could see him gulp before you turned to one of his friends.

“can i buy any from one of you?” you asked, ignoring eddie completely and watched as one guy you really didn’t know the name of pulled out his fanny pack.

“how much?” he asked and you walked to stand in front of him where he sat on a couch, and you sat knee to knee with him on the coffee table that held empty bottles and ash trays.

“mm, just enough for a joint.” you smiled. you could feel eddie’s eyes on you, burning into the side of your figure but you didn’t acknowledge him. why would you?

you were used to being single, textbook single. single, nonetheless. you were quick to leave when things got stupid between you and eddie, not caring and not thinking twice. eddie knew that. he’d been on the shit end of the stick when he fucked up one too many times. being ignored by you, blocked and never putting up a fight because it was never worth it to you.

he wasn’t going to ruin your night. not when the day was going so well, with him or not.

you watched his friend bag up the weed, and even give you a cigar wrap to roll it with. you go to take out the money you slipped in the cup of the dress that held your heavy breasts together, but he stops you.

“pretty girls don’t need to pay, it’s on me.” he smiled, and you blushed. he was cute, not compared to eddie but definitely your type.

“well,” you said as you took the baggie and the cigar packet and stood up in front of him, looking down, “come find me later n’ maybe i can give you something to say thank you?”

at this point, eddie was non-existent. you were focused on the man with black locs that were in slight waves, and stubble on his jaw.

“actually,” you paused and sat back down. “do you think you can roll this for me?”

eddie was fuming. the girl on his lap held his interest no longer, and his eyes were bored into the natural flow of your interaction with his buddy danny. you seemed genuinely interested, serious about wanting to give him a thank you gift.

he watched as danny took the baggie and started to roll for you, grinding the weed and putting it into the wrap, all while you watched. not once looking his way. soon, danny sealed the blunt and actually had the nerve to put the blunt between your lips and spark it himself.

you inhaled, exhaled the smoke in danny’s face and leaned in close, close enough to smell the tequila on his lips, “thank you.”

you got up with the blunt between your fingers and left, walking away back to the kitchen where nancy and robin resided. they were laughing in the corner as they passed a bottle between each other, and when you got closer they got excited and hugged you.

“you got weed from eddie?” robin asked as she handed you the bottle and you handed her the blunt.

“nope.” you smiled and took a swig, having robin pass the blunt back to you. she looked at you quizzically.

“one of his friends. actually i’m going to need a ride home, eddie’s probably taking someone else home tonight.” you said nonchalantly, huffing and puffing on the blunt until the mix of tobacco and weed burned your lungs.

you didn’t even get to take another swing of the bottle before the girls’ eyes are looking up a little, and you feel a tug on your arm that yanks you back. you turn with the blunt between your lips and eyebrows pinched.

“are you fucking crazy?” eddie gritted, the grip on your arm only tightening when you breathe in the smoke and taking the blunt from between your lips with your other hand.

“can you fucking let me go?” you snarled, ripping your arm from his grasp and walking backwards.

“what’s your issue?” he asks, and you pass the blunt to robin before you step closer to him.

“go fuck her eddie. why are you bothering me when you have a really really pretty girl on your lap? weren’t you just, uh, kinda talking?” you mocked, lowering your voice to match his. no one was paying attention to you, not even robin or nancy could hear you. instead they just moved further aside.

he just grabs you again, dragging you away from the kitchen and up the stairs to the first room he sees, which just so happened to be a guest room. he yanked you inside and locked the door, letting the only light shine being from outside and the little lamp on the bedside table.

“you know i only take you home every night right? we leave every place we go to together, together. even if we don’t go together— you’re always back in my bed. you know i choose you.” he tried, but you weren’t having it.

you were already irritated, the audacity for him to make you feel the way he did when he didn’t shoo the girl off immediately.

“whatever, i don’t care. i’m not your fucking girlfriend so who cares? do whatever you want. i’m not arguing with you at a party. i’m supposed to be getting drunk, not standing here with you.” you said and tried to walk past him, but he grabbed your wrist and pulled you in front of him.

“you want to be my girlfriend, baby?” he asked you as his breath fanned on your face.

you smiled sweetly. “no.” you crossed your arms over your chest and moved your head to the side.

“if i wanted a boyfriend, i’d probably choose the one who gave me free weed, not the one brushing me off for another girl.”

he just chuckled darkly, grabbing you by your hips and leading you to hit the edge of the bed with the back of your knees. “ i think you’re lying. you don’t want him, sweet girl. i know you want me. why else would you be trying to make me jealous?”

“i’m going home eddie,” you tried as he pushed you back by your shoulders so you’d land on the bed. you just propped yourself up on your elbows and watched him as he pulled his phone out and threw it beside you.

he crawled over you, lifting your dress by skimming his fingers up your leg and under the fabric to hike it up over your hip.

“if i asked you to be my girlfriend, would you say yes?” he asked, watching the dress pool around the fat of your hips, revealing the lacy red underwear you had on underneath.

you huffed, the cold air hitting your thighs when a breeze came in through the window. “no.”

he sat straight up on his knees, still straddling you but now unbuttoning the leather jeans to slide them down to his knees.

“mmm,” he hummed as his cock strained against his briefs, palming himself over while you watched him. your mouth was salivating already, forgetting how you ended up here almost bare to him, but not questioning it. “i think you’re wrong. i think you would say yes,”

he grabbed the string of your underwear and pulled it down your thighs, letting them fall as you wiggled your feet to drop them from your ankles.

“maybe we should record this for evidence, just so you can watch it back and see why i think,” he paused and smiled, “why i know, you’d say yes.” he was smug, confident, and had you wrapped around his finger.

you knew your jealousy maybe might’ve been misplaced, projecting about the fact that you two weren’t official and he’d never bothered to ask you either. you weren’t really allowed to feel this way when he wasn’t yours.

it just always felt like no matter what he did to piss you off or make you cry, you’d always be his.

he grabbed the phone, messing with the screen until the flash came on and stayed on. he never showed your face, only pointing the camera between your thick thighs when he shuffled downwards to spread your legs.

“look at you,” he hummed, getting closer to your heat when he spread your lips, the flash making your slick glisten for him. you were leaking, your arousal dripping out of your hole as he recorded every second of it.

“eddie,” you whined, moving to close your legs but he pushes them apart, his camera getting a shot of your bare bottom half with the dress at your waist.

“was my baby jealous tonight? you only want me to yourself?” he asked, inhaling the scent between your legs, “i did not know you could be so greedy,” he teased.

he let his phone record your cunt when he pushed two fingers into you and started to fuck your hole like that, purely because he wanted to feel how wet you were for him. you were soaking, your arousal leaking from your hole and around his fingers.

the phone was getting everything. the sounds of your cunt squelching around his fingers, the way your trimmed bush covered your mound, the way his fingers shone with your juices. he didn’t even know where to look, the phone or the real thing. he chose the real thing, but looking at the phone periodically to make sure you were still in view.

“fuck, eddie,” you couldn’t help but react to the stretch of his rough fingers, the ones that always wrapped around your throat when he fucked you on your back, or the ones that held your hand to help you down the stairs.

you were still aware that there was a party going on downstairs, still smelling weed smoke and the alcohol on your breath, but too focused on the fact that eddie was recording your every movement.

his fingers fucked you gently, not nearly as rough as he would, and you whined in reaction. eddie just watched you throw your head back when he stopped recording and threw the phone next to you, moving to let his tongue run over your cunt. his fingers kept you spread while he lapped at your hole, but you knew he was rushed.

eddie was too excited to finally record you, to finally have something he can watch over and over again until you’re able to satiate his craving for you again. he loved you like this, jealous and bothered by the fact that the two of you had no ties together.

eddie wanted ties. but you didn’t seem like the type to want that. at least, he thought so.

“get on your hands and knees, do that for me,” eddie said in the usual rasp he had after he smoked, and you opened your eyes at the loss of contact to look at him.

you were breathless from the sliver of pleasure he gave you, and needy for the hardness under his briefs. but you did it quick, sitting up and moving your body to get on your hands and knees except instead of holding yourself up on your hands, you grabbed a pillow and used it to rest your head on so that your ass was in the air for him.

the silk rose dress that was drenched in blood just pooled at your waist, letting you expose both holes to him, wet and needy. eddie frantically looked for the phone again, grabbing it and went back to the recording screen.

“fucking shit,” he whispered, the flash letting him see all of you. your holes were throbbing, aching for him to fill and take his spot that practically had his name branded on.

regardless of titles, you were his. even if he wasn’t yours.

“eddie,” you whined as your cheek pressed into the pillow, feeling his hand spread you open to the cool air, and to the camera of his phone.

“what is it, baby? you need me? wanna show my camera how fucking needy you are?” he taunted as he landed a spank on your ass cheek, of course eddie recorded him play with you as he liked.

as he pulled your round ass cheeks apart and spit on your puckered hole, moving the camera to show his thumb rubbing the rim of your asshole, and moved to press into it while you flinched at the touch.

“eddie, what the fuck,” you gasped as you felt his thumb slide into the tight hole with restraint, feeling an odd pressure that soon turned into the pleasure of something being filled.

you’d take what he’d give you, because the entire recording thing was for his pleasure. you knew he wanted to get every angle, every scenario, every moment of you naked and aching for him so he didn’t have to imagine your sinful activities together 一 he could just open his photos app and watch as he tore you apart.

he slid his thumb in and out of your hole as slow as possible, and you heard the mattress squeak and felt it dip, not feeling eddie’s clothed thighs behind yours anymore. they were naked, skin to skin and you felt the phone thud next to your leg, his thumb still curled inside of you when you felt his wet tip hit your cunt. you couldn’t help the gasp that left you, and you waited for the pressure to stretch you out, but it never came.

so when you tried to push your hips back onto him, he gripped your asscheek to spread it and hold you there.

“uh-uhn, you have to wait.” he said and you let out a cracked whine, and then saw the flash turn on again.

eddie had the phone in his hand above you, up to his chest to get all of your curves, the bareness up to the middle of your back where the blood-soaked dress sat, and his tumb still wet and sliding in and out of you.

“you want my dick, baby?” he asked, recording you wiggling your ass and trying to sink onto him.

“please, eddie, don’t tease me,” you whined, lifting yourself up just a tiny bit to look over your shoulder, getting a hard glimpse of eddie’s sinister smile, watching through the screen of his phone.

“tell me, tell me you want it and it’s yours,” he demanded softly. it was a simple demand with heavy baggage to it.

“i want it, please i want your dick so bad, please give it to me,” you whined beautifully, eddie realizing he’d get to hear you like this all over again whether it’d be on his phone or in person.

the sensation of being recorded while in your most vulnerable state sent shockwaves to your cunt, and he felt your hole clench around the small of his tip. it was so erotic, so exposing, and the simple act alone meant there was more trust you put into eddie than the both of you realized.

you’d trust eddie with your life, and when he finally sinks into your tight hole, you realize there wasn’t anyone else you’d rather trust with your body, your mind, your image.

“my f-” you sputtered, the single sound of trying to say fuck dragging out when eddie groans behind you.

eddie was catching everything, and for some reason watching himself stretch you out around the girth of his cock made him bite into his lip hard enough to draw blood.

“fuck baby, you look so fucking good,” he said breathlessly, “like you were fucking made to be on camera,”

he drew in and out of you, each time admiring the way you molded around him, how your skin was littered with little beauty marks and stretch marks. he could say he was in love with you, but you might reach back and try to slap him.

he bottomed out, his balls slapping against your cunt with each stroke and groaned with every clench. eddie recorded all of it, and let the camera catch the way your slick was gathering in a ring around his cock. he was high off of you, delirious from how you felt squeezing him like you did.

he felt like he was gonna go insane with how you moaned and whined for him in every way.

“eddie, eddie, eddie,” you chanted in moans, responding to the way he made you so full. so full of him.

your hand reached down blindly as you face planted into the pillow, moving your head to the side and finding where his cock slid in and out of you. eddie saw you start to position yourself to touch your clit, and moved the camera to the underside, capturing the way you rubbed your clit for him from below. he could feel the tips of your fingers brushing against the shaft of his cock, and he let out a throaty, cracked moan.

he moved his camera back to your spread cheeks and noticed how you started to bounce back on him, spreading your legs wider to be more accessible for him. by now, you completely forgot how you got here. you forgot that you were at a house party, robin’s house party with people walking up and down the stairs to go to restrooms and find their own vacant room.

it was exhilarating, and you wanted more so you started to meet the rhythm of his thrusts. you were able to feel him everywhere, deep inside to the point your legs felt like they were trembling already.

before you could move your hand anymore, eddie managed to grab your arms and place them at your back to grip them by your wrists. your hair was a mess, the prom queen crown laying on the mattress beside you, and tears forming in your eyes when you felt your cunt clench continuously around him.

eddie wasn’t missing anything. he had it all on tape, filming every moment of you squeezing around him. you consumed him completely, and the feeling of you so snug around him and realizing no one else would ever be able to have you like this — it was pushing the feeling in the pit of his stomach.

“tell me baby,” he said in a huff, “tell me you’re mine, this pussy’s mine,”

you cried at his words, feeling his pace pick up and the force of his thrusts becoming harder. it was nudging the inside of your cervix, pressing at your spot that he knew all too well. he was so much to take, too much to not feel pleasure and the prick of pain. it was everything to you.

“you know this pussy’s mine. you want me tell everyone you’re my fucking girl?” he grunted, the phone becoming hard to focus on as he remembered why he was doing this in the first place.

“yes! eddie, yes! i want it, please,” you confessed, desperate for a release. he restrained you as his hips snapped against yours, the sound of wet skin emanating in the room. loud enough for anyone outside the door to hear.

but you didn’t care.

eddie let go of your wrists and curled his body over yours for his stomach to touch your back, reached the phone around to the front of your face. he used his free hand to grab the base of your throat and pull you up just a little more so the camera got to see all of it.

“that’s right, princess, say it again for me, think i need to hear it again,” he teased breathlessly. you didn’t even know how he was able to talk so much with how heavy he was breathing over you.

the feeling of his palm on your throat with his fingers on the sides made your cunt clench again and he just chuckled, moving his hand from your throat to grab your hair. he yanked your head back softly and pulled you up to where you tried to grasp for the blanket, but instead settled to rest on his thighs that held you in place.

“i’m your girl, ‘m yours, please ‘m yours,” you whined. eddie could feel the vibration against his palm and his cock twitched at your words.

he felt his release begging, and you were holding on for as long as you could until he tells you to cum. he knew that too, and he took advantage of it.

“you sound so pretty baby, my pretty fucking girlfriend. all fucking mine, goddamn,” he said and buried his face in your neck, ignoring the burn in his arm for holding the phone far at an upper angle to get all of you.

“mine?” you choked, wanting to ask a certain question but couldn’t form the words through your moans and sobs.

you didn’t think he’d understand, but by the innocent, curious, desperate tone in the moan you choked — he did.

“i’m yours baby, of course i’m fucking yours, ‘m all yours,” eddie heaved buried in your neck, his hand twisted in your hair to rest your head on his shoulder.

you were bent in odd angles that nobody has ever put you in before, no one had even bothered to take you out of doggy style. not to mention that he was recording every minute of it, not even knowing how his phone hadn’t died yet.

but this was intoxicating. you were addicted and couldn’t get off of him, even if you tried.

you were desperate. but you were only desperate for him. and through each moan he coaxed out of you, forced out of you by the abruptness of his thrusts — he knew.

“‘m gonna cum, eddie, gonna cum for you,” you whined at the ceiling, your eyes dropping with every frantic thrust his hips provided. it was too much, everything was too much.

before eddie could even speak, he dropped the phone on the mattress and let go of your hair, wrapping both arms around your waist and making you sit on his lap practically. he was fucking up into you as your body leaned into his and shook, squirming in his grip as you cried and moaned.

the pulsing around his cock only made him grunt, letting his forehead hit your shoulder until it perked up again at your words.

“cum inside of me, please, please cum inside,” you begged as you felt his thrusts and rhythm breaking, recognizing the sound of his voice and the moans he was making that he was close.

eddie panting in the crook of your neck, and you could still feel the sensation of his balls slapping against your cunt until he stilled inside of you. his cock twitched, and you felt heat spread within your pussy, ropes of his release filling you.

the full sensation was overwhelming, so much that your legs started to tingle again as you could start to feel the tip of his cock nudging you inside.

you were full of him, all of him and he sank his teeth into the arch of your neck as if he were a vampire, biting down until his hips stopped the stutter.

“mmmmm,” you hummed, letting your body slump against his. you were still half dressed, the pink silk still at your waist and you were praying that the fake dried blood on your body didn’t get on the sheets.

your eyes fluttered closer, sulking in the warmth of his arms as the breathing between you two began to regulate. but eddie needed to get you in his bed as soon as possible. though he really loved the sex, his second favorite was having you curled into his body while he held you tight.

“mm-mm, no, you gotta get up and get dressed so we can go back to mine,” he said as he finally pulled out of you, bending you over again to have you face down and supporting yourself on your knees.

“eddie, wait,” you budged, thinking he was going in for another round. he’d have plenty of time as your boyfriend to go rounds, just not tonight.

“hold on babe, i have to get the money shot,” he said in a lighthearted tone, fully serious and grabbing the phone to quickly open the camera again and take a video up close of your hole pushing out most of what he released inside of you. you squirmed and whined as the cool air hit your wetness, but he enjoyed it even more.

“fuck me,” he said in a breath as he held your ass open, and let out a whistle,

“so are you really my girlfriend or were you just saying that?”

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rogueddie · 5 months

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Steddie Fic Recs: Masterlist

💜 Asexual / Aromantic

🧭 Canon Divergence

🖤 Creature Feature

🕓 Different Time

🦻 Disabled Steve / Eddie

💌 Established Relationship

🤞 Fake Dating

📸 Famous AU

👀 Friends With Benefits

👻 Ghosts

🐬 Mermaids / Sirens

📼 Movie AUs

🔞 NSFW P1 : Bottom / Sub Steve

💦 NSFW P2 : Bottom / Sub Eddie

🍌 Scoops Ahoy

😷 Sick Fic

🧵 Soulmates

🩰 Sports

⏳ Time Loop

🎀 Tooth-Rotting Fluff

🥀 Touch Starved

🏳️‍⚧️ Trans

🦇 Vampire Eddie

🩸 Vampire Steve

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steddie fics #fic rec #masterlist

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pinkrelish · 8 months

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 "𝐲𝐞𝐬" 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐲 | 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘺

singledad!mechanic!eddie x fem!reader

✶After a lifetime of questionable decisions, you moved from the big city to the sleepy town of Hawkins with your best friend, and took the first job you saw: answering phones for the most boring auto shop in the dullest place on Earth. It wasn't exactly the adventure you wanted it to be.. but attempting to win over the jaded mechanic who insisted on ignoring your existence proved entertaining.✶

163k+ words | 20 chapters | slow burn, mutual pining, smut, angst

》 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 / 05 / 06 / 07 / 08 / 09 / 10 / 11 / 12 / 13 / 14 / 15 / 16 / 17 / 18 / 19 / 20

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐓 | 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐀𝐎3

𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 & 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩

dad!mechanic!eddie x pregnant!mom!reader

✶A fast forward in the slow lives of the Munson family, who are about to grow a little bigger.✶

TBD | 10 chapters | smut, pregnancy, bonus mini-series set after main story

》 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 / 05 / 06 / 07 / 08 / 09 / 10

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐓 | 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐀𝐎3

𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘣𝘴 / 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴 / 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴

✶Red * indicates smut. Organized in chronological order.✶

BLURBS

》 small thing, sad thing / adrie's birthday morning / first day of kindergarten

ONE SHOTS

》 jerkin' around* / valentine's day / date night / buying lingerie together* / halloween '93 / christmas '93 / an extra for good luck* / home video* / three father's days

DELETED SCENES

》 dirty hands* / driving lessons*

#eddie munson x reader #the yes policy #eddie munson #dad!eddie #stranger things #eddie munson fanfic #mechanic!eddie #masterlist #masterpost #stranger things fanfic

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radioactiveparker · 2 months

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The Breakfast Club - Eddie Munson X Cheerleader!Reader (Mini Series)

Eddie Munson X Fem!Cheerleader!Reader - Enemies to Lovers

Summary: Five high school students from different walks of life endure a Saturday detention under a power-hungry principal. Each has a chance to tell his or her story, making the others see them a little differently. And when the day ends, they question whether school will ever be the same. (A retelling of The Breakfast Club, written and directed by John Hughes.)

Series Warnings: Enemies to lovers / All Characters Are 18+ / Strong Language / Sex References / Mentions of Abuse (physical and emotional) / Cheating / Bad Relationships / Dysfunctional Families / Arguing / Materialism / Kleptomania / Stereotyping / Sexual Orientations / Drug Use / Mentions of Alcohol / Smoking / Pyromania and Fire / References to Demonianism and Satanism / References to Religious Beliefs / Social Alienation / Angst / Hurt-Comfort / Use of Y/N (like once or twice) / Eddie is a complete asshole

A/N: This mini series is set in its own little world, so it does not follow the Stranger Things timeline, and I have taken some creative liberties with most characters. Yes, they are all still in high school (final year and 18+), and yes, some of the events don't match up - just forget everything you knew about Stranger Things, it's easier that way haha.

“...And these children that you spit on as they try to change their worlds are immune to your consultations. They’re quite aware of what they’re going through...” - David Bowie

Masterlist: (completed)

Part One - These Children That You Spit On

Part Two - Low Tolerance For Dehydration

Part Three - Hallway Vision

Part Four - Hand Over The Purse

Part Five - Don't You Forget About Me

Taglist: @cruwushes @the-ch0sen-on3 @namelesshumanperson @ali-r3n @cadence73 @munsonssweets @ahoyyharrington @mewchiili @yourdailymemedelivery @httpsunflowers @b-irock @coolglittercornbae @sav12321 @cumslutforaemond @siriuslysmoking @learninglinesintherainn @peaches-roses-sins @lodeddiperrodrick @catherinnn @lilocapoca @minniedreamers @melaninjhs @chaosfrogsonfire @levylovegood @bowsforsienna @rcailleachcola @spookysace24

#the breakfast club #eddie munson x cheerleader!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson mini series #eddie munson #eddie munson stranger things #stranger things #eddie stranger things #joseph quinn #eddie munson smut #enemies to lovers #eddie munson enemies to lovers #radioactiveparker #masterlist #radioactiveparker masterlist

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emeritusemeritus · 7 months

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Squirm, Hellfire Queen [Eddie Munson X Reader]

Title: Squirm, Hellfire Queen.

Pairing: Eddie Munson X Reader {Established Relationship}

Timeline: S4, No mention of Vecna.

Summary: You’re a little uncomfortable at Hellfire Club and Eddie investigates.

Warnings: Mentions of smut, creampies, cum, cumplay, secret relationships. Swearing (it’s Eddie after all). Dustin being my favourite character to write once again. I don’t think ‘Freak’ is mentioned but it’s my own HC that he’s called Richard, in case that comes up. Not beta read nor spellchecked, we die like Chrissy.

"Dude, you okay?" Dustin asks, leaning over the table towards you, earning an immediate glare from the dungeon master from interrupting the game. Dustin holds up his hands in surrender sarcastically, falling back into his seat and focusing his attention back on the game, all under the watchful eye of the seemingly omniscient dungeon master.

A few minutes pass before you move again, adjusting your hips in your seat as you wince subconsciously, earning you another confused glance from Gareth, sitting directly across from you.

"You saw it too? Right!" Dustin speaks out again, clicking his fingers mid air as he turns to you with a questioning gaze.

Heat rushes to your cheeks as you feel a blush bloom over your face at the attention you were unwittingly receiving. You shake your head, trying not to meet anyone's gaze, pretending to focus all of your attention at the game, analysing your character sheet to study your hit points.

You attempt to keep yourself under control, not to draw any more attention to yourself then you have already but only a few moments later your eyes close and you suck in a silent breath, fighting every instinct you have not to squirm in your seat.

Your writhing and obvious discomfort had caught the attention of the dungeon master sat at the head of the table, his gaze focusing in on you as he watches your curious movements. You can feel his gaze blazing on you and so you finally find the courage to look up at him, meeting his gaze.

You thought initially that he would be angry with you, for drawing away attention from his, frankly brilliant, campaign but as you gazed in his eyes, it was clear that not a single ounce of anger was present. Instead, he looked upon with intense curiosity and intrigue, eyes wide and orientated upon your figure. The table blocked the majority of his view of you, but he watched with interest as you readjusted your hips in your seat, pulling down on your skirt, full lips parted in a small 'o' shape, eyes fixed on nothing in the distance.

When you met his eyes again, your blush deepened, eyes widening like a deer in headlights as you tried to avert your gaze immediately. A smirk tugged at the side of his mouth as he realised exactly what was happening. He took a brief look around at his little sheep around him, each of them blissfully ignorant of what was happening just a few seats down.

"Eddie?" Mike asks gently, trying to get his attention.

"Huh?" Eddie asks, not realising that he had zoned out, lost in his own thoughts.

"We decide to flee," Mike says slowly, gesturing with his eyes to look at the game board below, seeing that there was so way out of the trap Eddie had created.

"Oh yeah man, course," Eddie says, earning a mixture of questioning and confused glances from the boys, and girl, around the table, each of them expecting him to make a bigger deal of it.

"Tell you what, we hang it up right here, next week we begin from this point exactly and you give me your intelligent decision then," Eddie says, clasping his hands together as he sits back on his throne, eyes squinting as he smirks.

"Princess, a word?" Eddie says, using your nickname as he looks directly at you. You nod, silently, laughing gently as the rest of the boys 'ooo' at you, assuming you are in trouble.

They quickly gather their belongings, saying bye to the dungeon master and the princess as they head out the door, leaving the rest of the cleanup to Eddie as usual.

Once he is confident that everyone has dispersed, the dungeon master leaps up from his throne and strides over to the door, locking it from the inside. He turns and fixes his dangerous gaze upon you, a smug smirk pulling at his lips as he begins to saunter over to you.

"It appears you caused a scene Princess," he says threateningly, running his hands along the back of your chair. You open your mouth to apologise but think better of it, no longer feeling embarrassed by your 'issue' now you were alone with the perpetrator.

"I'm not really the one to blame here am I, master?" You snark back, your voice breathy and deep, exactly how you knew he liked it. He cursed under his breath, especially at hearing his title, something he always enjoyed hearing fall from your lips.

"Pray tell, what is causing the fair maidens troubles?" He asks dramatically, leaning down to tower over you, his lips ghosting you neck as he speaks. You were about to open your mouth with another sarcastic reply but instead, decided to show him. You scooted your chain back every so slightly, the chair grinding on the linoleum floor the only sound that could be heard in the silent room.

His gaze immediately fixes on the skin of your thighs, your skirt riding up as you took your seat.

With a dangerously flirty smirk, you open your legs wide enough for him to see exactly what has been causing your discomfort during the hellfire session, your skirt riding even further up with your movement, blocking any obstruction.

He breaths in a sharp breath, curses falling from his lips as his eyes bulge, his gaze fixated on the space between your thighs, showing him exactly what your problem was.

Between your thighs, your panties were completely soaked, melded to your puffy pussy lips, with extra wetness leaking out onto the seat below you, pooling under your butt.

He's frozen to the spot, fixated on the sight before him, unable move, unable to speak.

"Seems like it's more of an 'us' problem to me, dungeon master," you tease, lifting your hand to run one finger over your panties and into the little pool below, feeling the mixture of your arousal and his cum beneath your finger.

"Jesus Christ," is all he manages to spit out, his eyes following your finger diligently as it trails gently over your panties, still sensitive from your activities earlier.

One of the most wonderful things about Eddie is just how much he cums. It's like he's hoarding it, right up until the last second where he unleashes everything he has, flooding you and leaving no doubt to where he's been.

"No wonder you were squirming sweetheart," he says, finally breaking his gaze to look up into your eyes, seeing a smile on your lips that completely knocks him for six. The mixture of your sweet smile, deliciously used body and evidence of his defilement was enough to render him completely useless, brain turning to mush as he looks at you with all the love and adoration he can. His tone is gentle again, using the pet name he favoured for sweet moments, if that was what you would call this. "To think I was going to ask you to stand and address the class," he smirks, shaking his head slightly.

"Yeah something tells me that would have been a disaster, I could barely keep your load in sitting down!" You reply, giggling. His lips part and his eyebrows shoot up as he lets out a strangled groan at your words, your beautiful, dirty mouth always affecting him. "You think the guys noticed?" You asked suddenly, worrying that someone would have caught on to your discomfort.

No one knew what was happening, what had been happening, between you and Eddie for quite some time. You'd been best friends from your first encounter, though the friendship was laced with innuendos, teasing, flirtation and downright mutual pining right from the very beginning. Your relationship had bloomed organically, never having felt so right, but it was locked away as both of your dirty little secrets. You'd become close with all the hellfire club and the bigger friendship group around it and were concerned about the implication it could have on your friendships if you just became 'Eddie's girl'.

You'd been successfully hiding your relationship for nearly 7 months and so far, not a single person had caught on.

"Sweetheart, I say this with all the love and devotion in the world, those guys wouldn't have a single clue about this sort'a thing," he smirks, leaning in to kiss you.

"Two of them have girlfriends!" You reply, breaking away, trying to argue the point. He snorts, shaking his head, leaning in for another kiss.

"Trust me baby, they're clueless nerds," he says with a sarcastic smile.

"As opposed to you... dungeon master," you reply sarcastically. He immediately reaches out to grab you, tickling your sides but he stops when you let out a strangled gasp, thinking he'd hurt you.

"What, baby, wh-?" He panics, causing you to laugh.

"Lets just say, I'm pretty sure I'm empty now," you blush, gesturing down to the chair below you where even more of Eddie's cum has leaked out in your frantic movements. He bites back a groan again at the scene before him and immediately looks up at you with a smirk.

"Can't have that can we sweetheart? Just gonna have to fill you up aaaall over again."

"Promises, promises," you smirk, pulling him down for one last kiss, before attempting to stand up, your face twisting into a grimace as you do. Eddie offers his hand out for you and helps you up onto the seat, his eyes flicking to your now unoccupied chair and he tries to fix the image to his memory for later use.

"We really need to start using condoms," you mutter, feeling the sticky residue clinging to your lower half, frowning at the state of the chair. You were on the pill, so no risk there, but situations like this were growing ever more frequent... and uncomfortable.

"Blasphemy!" Eddie mutters, pulling you in to him arms as his ringed hand comes to play with your hair and your jaw. You laugh sweetly at his outburst and he chuckles deeply to himself as his eyes wonder over your face.

You both pull away and immediately set to packing away all the game pieces, books and sheets that litter the table, both ready to be out of this room.

You grimace as you walk over to a cabinet at the side of the room, the wet clothes becoming increasingly uncomfortable as you bend down to reach for a pack of antibacterial wipes which are stored in the little cleaning cupboard. You make quick work of cleaning up the chair you'd defiled and can't help but laugh with Eddie as he sees just how many wipes it takes to clean it up.

Throwing the used wipes in the trash, you look over to Eddie who has packed everything into his cardboard box and is waiting for you.

You pause, weighing up your options before bending down and peeling off the wet panties, feeling an immediately chill as your bare pussy hides underneath your skirt. Eddie doesn't bother to hide his groan as he sees you take off your panties, before stuffing them inside your lunch bag so that they wouldn't ruin any of your notes.

"You're telling me, I've got to walk these halls, get across the car park and drive us all the way home, knowing that there's nothing under your little skirt?" He groans, pulling you towards him as you walk closer. You immediately feel the telling bulge pressed against you as he holds you tightly to him, causing you to smirk.

"That depends," you tease, running your fingers over his neck, making his breathing deeper and shaky with arousal.

"On what, Princess?" He asks, eyes blazing.

"We could wait... tease each other slowly and let it simmer until we get back to your trailer where you can have me however and wherever you want," you tease, your mouth pressing kisses to his throat as you speak, smiling as you feel his bulge jumping and throbbing at your hip. "Or, I could offer you some relief right now..." you say, pouting your lips in such a way that he knows exactly what you mean. "Though, if you can't wait, I can't promise that I can wait till we get home to play with my little pussy myself."

"Fuck," he curses, followed by a near painful groan as he takes in your words, his entire body shaking to try and calm himself. He reaches down to adjust himself completely without subtlety and groans again at the slightest touch. "Van. Now."

#emeritusemeritus #emeritusemerituswrites #eddie munson #Eddie Munson x reader #eddie munson smut #stranger things #Hellfire club #Eddie Munson masterlist

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powderblueblood · 7 months

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HELLFIRE & ICE masterlist

life in hawkins, indiana is bittersweet for an eighteen year old like you. up to this point you've enjoyed your reign as the resident rich bitch ice queen of hawkins high. you glide above the student body with an impenetrable grace— until the IRS comes knocking and your family loses everything that makes you you; the money, the super-trendy clothes, the people you called friends. you're forced to trade your plush suburban life for a double wide in forest hills trailer park— directly across the lot from resident hellfire king and noted freak, eddie munson. you've got plenty of reasons to hate him, but number one with a bullet? his daddy put your daddy in jail.

pairing: eddie munson x f!oc, mentions of unrequited steve harrington x f!oc and unrequited jonathan byers x f!oc, platonic!nancy wheeler x f!oc, platonic!ronnie ecker x f!oc

tags: NSFW / MINORS TURN BACK NOW! f!oc is written in the immersive second person; she does have a name and a background, but no physical description is mentioned in the text. enemies to star-crossed lovers on a slow burn setting, angst, misunderstanding, yearning, swearing, smoking, drinking, era-typical classism/sexism/homophobia/sexual harassment, smut including but not limited to voyeurism, masturbation, public sex, discussion of crime that i pull out of my ass kind of, really mean jokes, eventual fluff (i promise). extremely canon divergent with references to flight of icarus.

ready to light this place up?

❦ - SERIES

❦ - chapter one: THE POISE, LUCK and INTEGRITY OF A KENNEDY

❦ - chapter two: VIOLENT DELIGHTS at HARRINGTON'S HOUSE

❦ - chapter three: EDDIE MUNSON COMMITS TREASON (BREAKS UP a CAT FIGHT)

❦ - chapter four: HOT SKIN and a HALL PASS

❦ - chapter five: CHEERLEADERS MAKE BAD NEIGHBORS

❦ - chapter six: IN MY ORBIT

❦ - chapter seven: WELCOME to the REAL WORLD, JACKASS

❦ - chapter eight: SEWN UP

❦ - chapter nine: EDDIE the OBVIOUS and the LADY SPHINX

❦ - chapter ten: THE NEW FACE OF FAILURE

❦ - chapter eleven: ALL TOMORROW'S KEGGERS

❦ - chapter twelve:

❦ - chapter thirteen:

❦ - chapter fourteen:

❦ - chapter fifteen:

❦ - chapter sixteen:

❦ - epilogue

❦ - BLURBS N SHIT

in-universe requests are open for business

flashback - LACY'S DAD GETS ARRESTED

flashback - EDDIE MUNSON STAMPS NICOLE SUMMERS' V-CARD (NOT A BOARD WAXER, NOT IN MAUI)

what if - EDDIE FOUND LACY'S JOURNAL

what if - LACY FOUND EDDIE'S WEIRD SERIAL KILLER WRITING SCRAPS

lore - ALL ABOUT THE BOOKSTORE

blurb - EDDIE HEARS LACY HAVING A SEX DREAM AND...

blurb - EDDIE TELLS LACY HOW HIS PARENTS MET

blurb - LACY VISITS HER DAD IN PRISON

blurb - FOUR TIMES YOU WERE STRUCK INCAPABLE OF IMAGINING YOUR LIFE WITHOUT EDDIE MUNSON

blurb - YES, NURSE RATCHED

blurb - THE BANDANA

blurb - EDDIE FS CASS FINNIGAN IN THE A

blurb - THE LACY AND JONATHAN OF IT ALL

blurb - THE KING OF HAWKINS HIGH: AN AL MUNSON STORY

❦ - FUN STUFF

soundtrack - VOLUME ONE

#hellfire & ice #published by powder #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x f!reader #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x oc #eddie munson smut #stranger things fic #e. munson by powder #masterlist

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alien-magnolia · 5 months

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Older! Eddie Munson x hyperfeminine! housewife! Reader : quick headcanons/ideas <3

18+ MDNI

Tw: big, girthy age gap :) (early 40’s /early 20’s), service kink!, sub!-coded fem reader, dom-coded Eddie munson, leashes!, obedience!!, etc

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Marrying Edward Munson was most likely the best milestone of your life. The dull and bitter taste of Hawkins, Indiana had become bright and full of color!!

Your Eds has bought you a quaint, small, yet spacious enough home, in which you decorated with beige tones and tropical accents — plants, gold, mirrored walls, and topped it all off with a wooden kitchen. He provided for you as well, spending the usual nine to five workday facing the elements as a local construction worker. At exactly 5:10 each evening, he would come home to greet his babygirl. You were ever so ready!

He comes through the door, sawdust covered boots sprinkling dirt on the fuzzy carpet. You rush up to greet him, and you were met with a “hey babydoll,” and a swift strong arm picking you up to his lap.

With you clinging onto him like a little koala, he undresses his clothes, and then puts on a loose muscle tee with boxers <3!

“ how’s my little girl doing today, hmm? Tell me, doll,” a prompt from him was all it took for you to enthusiastically describe your day!! His patronizing smile made your “little kitty” as he called it, gush!!

You tell him about your cooking, your laundry, and how much you missed him, your daddy <3!

“Missed you too. How’s about your daddy shows you how much he missed his doll?,” his hairy forearms and calloused fingers grip your plush waist so tightly. He pulls you into his lap, and you feel his throbbing bulge press up against your mound. “Wet f’me?,” he taunts. You nod, your manicured hands clawing up his wide back and shoulders.

“Babygirl needs her leash and collar, yeah?,” he tuts at you, putting them on. His calloused fingers grab the O ring in the center of your collar, pulling the leash a bit. “There we go, sweets. Ready for daddy to play with. <3”

You could only drool and nod!

Your pretty tits pressed up against his hairy chest, his so so masculine hands squeezing your soft belly and hips until it HURT, and you rocking yourself on his bulge.

One thing you loved about Eddie, was that he was big. He was around five inches yes, but in width, goodness <3 it hurt to take him every time! He was wider than your hand, and would tut at you everytime your pretty pussy took that wide cock and huge balls of his.

So here you were, doing just that, clinging onto him, whining, as his girthy length stuffed you full. Belt buckle on the floor, your plush thighs against his tatted ones, his ringed hand on your ankle, which had a little ‘E’ tattoo on it.

Eddie actually gave you the tattoo himself, a few months ago, gently holding your ankle while working on the tattoo. You said it hurt but your Eds kept praising you for being so brave! <3 After he bandaged your new initial tattoo, he gave you your reward for being his “brave girl,” which was his cock stuffing you full for hours on end. <3

“Pussy’s just purring f’me, sweetheart. Look at that. She loves my cock, doesn’t she now?,” Eddie cooed at you as he bounced you on his girth. You could only whine and nod as you felt his balls, heavy and full, plap’ and slap against your wet cunt.

He came in you, of course, because you were his. The tattoo, the ring, the leash and collar, the part where he breeds his little wife, all signs that you belonged to him. You loved being his pretty little wife, spending the days at home, waiting for her husband.

It was all worth the wait <3

A/n: tysm for reading! If you like it pls comment or reblog it means a lot to me <3 -Liz

#liz’s masterlist #liz writes 🖤#stranger things smut #dom eddie supremacy #daddy!eddie munson #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson headcanon #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson filth #soft dom eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #top eddie munson

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msgexymunson · 2 years

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🖤 Please note asks are CLOSED my sweethearts, I'm working on my own novel! If you happen to be a literary agent get in touch 😉 🖤

Eddie Munson Masterlist

Updated 24/04/2024

For those that have been asking, here's my masterlist! Minors DNI

💖Comments and reblogs are a writer's best friend, Reblog and comment on my work and I'll love you forever, promise. 💖

❤️= contains smut!

💋

Fan Fiction

The Ink Shop Part 1 ❤️ The Ink Shop Part 2 ❤️ The Ink Shop Part 3 ❤️ The Ink Shop Part 4 ❤️ - Tattoo Artist Eddie x Inexperienced Fem Reader

Highest Bidder ❤️ Valentines Day Eddie x Fem Reader

Brand Spanking New ❤️ Dom Eddie x Sub Fem Reader

The Code- ❤️ Switch Dealer Eddie x Switch Fem reader

One Slow Blink Part One and Part Two ❤️ alpha dom monster Eddie x sub fem reader *monster naughtiness*

Benefits ❤️ virgin Eddie x virgin fem reader

Dr E. Munson D.D.S ❤️ soft pleasure dom Eddie x sub fem reader

Soft Touches ❤️ Switch dealer Eddie x Switch Fem Reader

The Food of Love Eddie x GN reader

Shotgun ❤️ cocky experienced Eddie x virgin band geek fem reader

Sammy's Mom ❤️21 Eddie x MILF 40s reader

Treasure ❤️Sub Eddie x fem reader

Forbidden Fruit ❤️Forbidden Fruit part 2 ❤️Forbidden Fruit part 3 ❤️Forbidden Fruit Part 4 ❤️Forbidden Fruit Part 5 ❤️older dom Eddie x younger sub reader

The Rhythm Of The Night ❤️older Eddie x fem raver reader

First Time ❤️sub virgin Eddie x dom fem reader

Overwhelmed ❤️Overwhelmed Pt 2 ❤️Sensitive reader

Red Handed ❤️exhibitionist reader x dom Eddie

Rumour ❤️Rumour Part Two: Rose ❤️Rumour Part Three: Roles ❤️Rumour Part 4: Risk ❤️Rumour Part 5: Ready ❤️Rumour Part 6: Rite ❤️ - Younger reader x dom tattooed/pierced Eddie

Please, Say My Name ❤️Older reader x virgin Eddie

The Knight and The Maiden ❤️Virgin reader x Eddie

A Bit of Skirt ❤️Sub reader x Dom praising Eddie

Fuck Me Like You Hate Me ❤️Sub reader x Dom Eddie

Keep Up With Me ❤️Dom Reader x Sub Eddie

Flash ❤️Sub reader x Dom Eddie

Kickstart My Heart ❤️Kickstart My Heart Pt 2 ❤️Switch reader x Switch Eddie

Brat ❤️Very dom Eddie x Sub reader

Kitten ❤️dom mean Eddie x Sub fem reader

Christmas with Eddie fluffy Eddie x fem reader

Your First Tattoo fluffy Eddie x fem reader

Heart Beat - Coming Soon

Short Fics/Drabbles

Eddie and The Goblins ❤️ Eddie x fem reader

Baby Shark ❤️ Eddie x fem reader established relationship

Prettiest Bitch ❤️ joking/mean Eddie x joking/mean fem reader

Life Hack ❤️Idiot Eddie x slightly dom reader

Library Sex with Eddie ❤️ Dom Eddie x Sub reader

Sitting on Eddie's face ❤️

Transfer Proof

Getting Ready With Eddie

Break the Record ❤️

Eddie Comforts You

Getting Caught with Eddie ❤️

Wearing Eddie's shirt❤️

Punishing Sub Eddie❤️

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sweetsweetjellybean · 9 months

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Twelve years after your best friend Eddie Munson left you heartbroken with nothing but a mixtape as his only goodbye, he walks back into your life, looking for a second chance.

With a wedding to Steve Harrington on the horizon and a career that's everything you've ever wanted, you're on the cusp of the perfect happily ever after. But pressing play on the past could unravel everything, especially when it leads to a kiss that should never have happened.

Amidst a soundtrack that spans the highs and lows of love and loss, you're faced with your deepest fear—not just the secrets you've kept hidden but the silence of ending up alone.

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader Steve Harrington X Fem!Reader

What to expect: Second Chance Romance set in 2012 Chicago, with flashbacks at the beginning of each chapter. Eddie and Steve are in their 30s. Fem!Reader is given a pet name from each of the guys. No other name mentioned. No use of Y/N. No physical description. Reader does have a bit of personality, as I find it nearly impossible to keep her blank for such a long fic. You may find yourself at times making choices that you wouldn't normally make, but I hope you can put that aside and enjoy the ride. Sensitive Content. 18+ Eventual smut. Cheating. Mentions of past DV. Guaranteed happy ending. This is my love letter to Eddie Munson.

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Song 1. Scar Tissue WC: 5162

Song 2. Sour Girl WC: 6558

Song 3. Disarm WC: 8554

Song 4. Fake Plastic Trees WC: 12399

Song 4. Remix Version WC: 11646

Song 5. Clumsy WC: 12261

Song 6. TBA

Song 7. TBA

Song 8. TBA

Song 9. TBA

Song 10. TBA

Song 11. TBA

Blurbs

Snowy Morning

Eddie & Chris

Articles Playlists & More

Spotify Playlist

4 Questions with Eddie Munson

4 Questions with Steve Harrington

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munsons-melody · 6 months

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the inspo + the inspired

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eddiemunsons-missingnipple · 10 months

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Smut ❤️ angst 💔 fluff 🖤 hurt/comfort ❤️‍🩹 dark themes 🩶

This masterlist will be for more mostly recent works of mine consisting of oneshots, blurbs, headcanons, edits, etc.

Oneshots

♡ Virgin!Eddie x fem!reader ❤️🖤

Eddie desperately wants to make you feel good.

♡ Eddie Munson x fem!reader❤️🖤

You and Eddie just moved into your very first trailer together, and he discovers a little secret you've been keeping.

♡ Eddie Munson x fem!reader❤️

You and Eddie are guests at Joyce and Hoppers' wedding. When Eddie sees you in your dress, he can't seem to keep his hands off of you.

♡Rockstar!Eddie Munson x fem!reader ❤️❤️‍🩹

You just broke up with your boyfriend. Making your way down town upset and hurt, you bump into a certain Rockstar.

♡ Eddie Munson x reader 💔❤️‍🩹

You and Eddie have your first very big fight.

♡ Steddie x fem!reader ❤️

There's really no plot, just something smutty with our favorite boys. You've been a brat, and now your boyfriends have to punish you.

♡ Monster!Eddie x fem!reader ❤️🩶

After a long day of work, all you wanted to do was rest. Someone in your home has other plans, more specifically, something under your bed.

♡ College!Eddie Munson x shyfem!reader ❤️

Eddie hosts a late night radio show for his college campus, where he discusses various different topics. He's mostly known for his DnD and sex talk segments. You've been a long-time listener who works up the courage to finally call in for some help.

♡ College!Eddie Munson x shyfem!reader(Part 2)❤️🖤

After your call with Eddie, you can't get him off your mind. You promised yourself to let your fears go and finally speak with him in person. Some things don't go as originally planned because Eddie just so happens to walk into your coffee shop.

♡ College!Eddie Munson x shyfem!reader (part 3)❤️🖤

After your successful first date, you and Eddie continue seeing each other. Things start getting more serious between the two of you.

♡ Eddie Munson x reader 🖤

a little something for the people who suffer from insomnia or just have a hard time sleeping.

♡ Eddie Munson x reader 🖤

Eddie takes you shopping for Christmas trees.

♡ VirginRockstar!Eddiemunson x Groupiefem!reader ❤️

Eddie finally had it all, success, money, and fame. There was still one tiny problem he had.

Older work

♡ Eddie Munson x fem!reader ❤️💔

porn no plot. reader really wants to kiss Eddie, but he doesn't like that.

♡Older!Eddie Munson x younger fem!reader ❤️

You made a new friend at work, and she invites you over to spend the weekend with her. Her father takes a liking to you, and you find yourself giving him a helping hand late one night.

♡ Older!Eddie Munson x younger fem!reader ❤️

Eddie moved away right after graduation and cut contact with all of his old friends. What happens when he returns to Hawkins in 2013 and meets a younger girl. Who also just so happens to be Steve Harrington's adopted daughter.

♡Construction worker!Eddie munson x fem!reader ❤️

your husband hires a new man to come and fix up your home while he's away on business. What could possibly go wrong?

♡Ghostface!Eddie Munson x fem!reader ❤️🩶

Eddie takes you on a mini vacation to a cabin in the middle of the woods. Where the two of you can enjoy your time alone together and try something new.

♡Ghostface!Eddie Munson x fem!reader x Ghostface!Steve Harrington part 2 ❤️🩶

During your last few days of your vacation. Eddie brings an extra guest to stay with you.

♡Dad!Eddie Munson x Mom!reader 🖤

it's your daughter's first day of school and Eddie isn't taking it too well.

♡Dad!Eddie Munson x Mom!reader 🖤

You and Eddie take an evening drive with your little ones.

♡ Older Rockstar!Eddie Munson x fem!reader 🖤

Your husband has no idea how modern phones work and accidentally posts a lewd image.

Blurbs

♡ Rockstar!Eddie x fem!reader ❤️

eddie buys you a sex toy before he leaves on tour, and he likes to call you at night, making you put the phone by your p***y so he can hear all the pretty wet sounds you're making.

♡ Rockstar!Eddie x fem!reader ❤️

rockstar!eddie taking you to an award show and f**king you with the sex you he bought you because he got jealous other men were flirting with you infront of him.

♡ Eddie Munson x fem!reader ❤️

Riding Eddie's happy trail as punishment

♡ Eddie Munson x fem!reader ❤️

You and Eddie run out of condoms

♡ Gamer!Eddie x fem!reader ❤️

gamer eddie putting his controller to your clit and making it vibrate until you cum

♡ Eddie Munson x fem!reader ❤️

Eddie's roommate walks in on you both.

♡ Eddie Munson x fem!reader ❤️

after your last bet with Eddie you decide its his turn now

♡ Sub!Eddie x reader ❤️🖤

Just a little something about giving Eddie some aftercare

♡ Eddie Munson x reader 🖤

Eddie isn't a morning person

♡ Eddie Munson x fem!reader ❤️

eddie mocking that he's too big for you to take.

♡ Eddie Munson x fem!reader ❤️ 🩶

late at night, eddie can't resist having you even when you're sleeping.

♡ Eddie Munson x fem!reader ❤️

Watching porn with Eddie

♡ Eddie Munson x reader 🖤

Eddies reaction to you stubbing your toe

♡ Perv!Eddie ❤️

Eddie has naughty thoughts about his older neighbor.

♡ Eddie Munson x shy!fem!reader ❤️

You're too shy to ask Eddie for a special request.

♡ Eddie Munson x fem!reader ❤️

Best friend Eddie finds your sex toy.

♡ OlderSub!Eddie Munson x fem!reader ❤️

you're with older eddie, and everyone just assumes he's very rough and dominant, but really, he likes it When you slap his face and spit on him, he practically begs for it while you ride him.

♡ Eddie Munson x reader 🖤

You make Eddie take you to a haunted house.

♡ Monster!Eddie x fem!reader ❤️

Moot request

♡ SoftishDom!Eddie x fem!reader ❤️

♡ Eddie Munson x fem!reader ❤️

Eddie really loves to give you compliments

♡ Eddie Munson x reader 🖤

Watching a movie with Eddie.

♡ Eddie Munson x fem!reader ❤️

eddie teaching you how to play DBD but you keep dying so you get angry and quit so he tries to make you feel better by…

♡ Eddie Munson x fem!reader ❤️

Eddie can't seem to sleep

Headcanons / Concepts

♡ Eddie going down on you while you read ❤️

♡ Eddie being a human furnace 🖤

♡ Eddie and his crystal collector 🖤

♡ Eddie is a biter 🖤

♡ Givin Eddie your ring 🖤

♡ Eddie giving you his coat 🖤

♡ Eddie blasting his music 🖤

♡ cooking with Eddie 🖤

♡ Dad!Eddie 🖤

♡ Rockstar!Eddie using his moans on a song ❤️

♡ sitting on Eddie's amp ❤️

♡ Lazy mornings with Eddie 🖤❤️

Updated 9/12/23

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lovebugism · 10 months

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✶ — SUMMER FIC FEST: THE MASTERLIST — ✶

here you will find the entire collection of summer fic fest drabbles, organized by character and theme, for your viewing pleasure. i had a blast spending the summer with you all! let's do it again next year, shall we?

EDDIE MUNSON — ;

✶ billy makes mean!eddie jealous at the pool

✶ you have a crush on your step brother's best friend

✶ eddie comforts his shy clingy gf at a party

✶ eddie comforts his shy gf when she gets homesick

✶ eddie (accidentally) rejects shy!you when you ask him out

✶ eddie loves giving his shy!gf compliments

✶ shy!you sticks up for eddie when jason bothers him

✶ your step brother's best friend sneaks into your bedroom

✶ eddie takes care of his shy!gf when she gets sunstroke

✶ your movie night with eddie doesn't go as planned

✶ your boyfriend hates the beach

✶ you and eddie battle a heatwave

✶ you ride virgin!eddie for the first time (18+)

STEVE HARRINGTON — ;

✶ you love steve's scoops ahoy uniform a little too much (18+)

✶ steve takes his shy gf to the movies after a bad date

✶ steve patches up ditzy!reader while camping

✶ steve buys punchy!reader a bathing suit

✶ punchy!reader is scared to tell steve's friends you're dating

✶ steve comforts you during a storm

✶ shy!you has a hard time adjusting after starcourt

✶ steve and ditzy!you sneak into hawkins community pool

✶ steve, you, and the rest of the gang go to weathertop

✶ steve watches the stars with his mean!gf

✶ steve and his shy gf spend a morning together

✶ steve calls shy!you his lobster when you get sunburnt

✶ steve throws his grumpy gf a surprise party

✶ steve and you fuck in eddie's bathroom (18+)

✶ dad!steve has a choatic summer morning with his girls

✶ steve looks too pretty on vacation (18+)

STEDDIE — ;

✶ you spend a day by the pool with your boys

✶ steve and eddie vs aftercare (18+)

#event masterlist #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x reader #stranger things x reader

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spookykoolkat · 8 months

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kinktober | trick or treat - e.m.

kinktober day eight - size kink

pairing: eddie munson x plus size!reader

wc: 4.5k

summary: halloween night with your husband was supposed to be a calm one. passing out candy to the neighborhood kids, watching scary movies and chain-smoking joints as eddie rolled them. but you had urges, especially when your eyes couldn't look away from the difference of size in your thigh and eddie's thigh.

warnings: 18+ ONLY. minors are NOT welcomed. NO AGE = BLOCKED. size kink (reader is bigger than eddie), mentions of body image, talks of being a bigger woman, slight self esteem issues, pet names, unprotected penetration (p in v) *wrap it UP PLEASE*, creampie.

thank you for all of the love, AND nearing 400 followers on my blog omg. reblogs, likes and comments are always appreciated and mean sooo much to me! give props to your writers! show your love!

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"BABYYY," EDDIE CRIED OUT when you straddled his lap on the couch.

“what’s wrong?” you pouted, shifting to sit on your knees with your thighs encasing him in, tight.

you knew how eddie got when you put your full body weight on him, straddling him just to throw your arms around his neck and hug him. the way he got when you held him tight in bed, snuggling your face into his shirt while you kept him stuck to you. how you loved being the little spoon despite the fact that you were three times eddie’s size, but he loved it even more. getting to explore your body and feel all of you, to be able to feel the way you trusted him with your body.

or when you would be the one to keep him still while you made him feel good, holding him down while you kissed down his chest.

he was just so in love with you. eddie was obsessed with your every move, every word that came out of your mouth — he was thanking someone out there for somehow dropping you in his lap. literally.

“what if kids knock at the door? you know? trick or treat? smell my feet?” eddie excused, looking between you and the front door.

a scary movie was on, one that eddie favored but you didn’t care for. it was hard not to make a move on your husband, especially when you’ve had a few homemade frozen margaritas with little pumpkin candies in them and passed at least three joints between the two of you. you were hot and bothered, high, just by watching him manspread with his arms gripping the back of the couch, puffing on his joint and blowing clouds of smoke, even doing occasional smoke tricks you could never do.

how was it your fault for climbing in his lap?

you two decided no costumes this year, just a movie night in and handing out candy to the kids from the neighborhood. but that didn’t stop you from wearing your thigh high socks that liked to roll down a lot — where the fuck can you find thigh highs that are big thigh friendly? — or wearing your comfortable long ghostface shirt eddie bought you.

he was in his usual wife beater, black sweatpants and to be in the spirit, sporting his black beanie with a skull on it. you’d been eyeing his thighs all night, though strong and muscular, still comparing them to the way yours looked when you sat down next to him. they were smaller than your thicker ones, even when you stood up, and it drove you crazy.

who could blame you? not when you had urges. urges that made you want to hold him and squeeze him tight until he’s begging for air, urges that made you just want to tackle him to the ground and kiss all over his face. or urges to even put your entire weight on him so he could hold you like that, eddie never saying no.

one thing about eddie, is that even though you were bigger, he didn’t act like you were a burden because you were fat. so your urges that would make any of your ex boyfriends tell you no because you were heavy, like wanting to sit on their lap for as long as you wanted, eddie said yes.

but these urges were a little different.

you had the urge to do something eddie never really asked you to do, something you did from time to time but not often because eddie loved to make you his pillow princess — you wanted to ride him, right here right now on the couch under the orange and purple halloween lights he help you put up.

even thinking about when he helped you decorate the house, how you were in skimpy little bat shorts and you reached up to hang the string of lights — how he managed to get behind you and spank you, pulling your shorts down and bent you to hold yourself against the ladder, licking up the slick he caused.

so that’s how you got here, grinding onto his clothed cock while a meaningless horror movie played in the background. eddie’s hands roamed free as he gripped your ass, your thighs and the roundness of your belly — but his words sounded different.

“i don’t know baby, what if-”

“eddie, do you want me to fuck you or not?” you deadpanned as you moved off of him, sliding down your shorts and panties and climbing back into his lap.

“because if not, i’m thinking of just getting off on your lap while you watch.”

your fingers moved to his waistband of his sweats and pulled them down, his hips rising to help you out. you scooted down his thighs to release his cock from the confines, his hardness bobbing and hitting against the cotton of his tank.

“so pretty, eddie, you have such a pretty dick,” you admired as both of your hands wrapped around him. the heat was bouncing off of your body as you watched him throb in your hands.

“you’re, you’re just so - fuck - so fucking sexy,” eddie gulped, eyes bouncing from where your hands touched him and your bare lower half, to your glimmering eyes.

he loved the way you looked at him.

“you think so, eds? you like me like this?” you smiled as you leaned over to spit down on his cock, watching the dribble hit the tip and you used your hands to spread it over his long appendage.

when you first met eddie, you worried that maybe your size would be a little too big for him. you thought that maybe he was playing a joke on you, or that maybe he just wanted to be your friend. for the first six months of knowing each other, you convinced yourself it was purely platonic.

but then things got more telling. things that someone who was into would do, like i don’t know, asking you on a date. but with this came other realizations. you knew you’d never be able to wear his clothes, or fit in a small fit booth at dinner. you knew that going to the gym together as a couple would be embarrassing for you, or even wanting to go on a hike.

luckily for you, eddie hated all sorts of exercising. his idea of a date wasn’t traveling in the woods for a night. it was taking you to your favorite bookstore and buying you whatever you wanted, taking you on dates to the town’s fair or to a restaurant you were eyeing.

eddie accommodated for you, because he loved you. because he saw first hand how the world treated fat people, especially fat women. every turn in this world, you had someone that made you a target because of how you looked. society was built for women who looked the exact opposite from you, and he wasn’t going to let you walk in this world with him by your side without doing what he could to ease your anxieties.

he saw how people pushed past you, or how other women would laugh at your outfit and the way it fit you, the way men only acknowledged him and never you. not even a hello. and it pissed him off. you didn’t deserve to be ostracized because you were heavier, and he did everything to let you know that skinny or not, he would’ve found you anyways.

so, eddie bought his clothes some sizes bigger than him, like his hoodies and shirts, just so you can put them on when you wanted.he remembered the way you cried to him one night, telling him he should just break up with you already because of how embarrassing it was to not even fit in your boyfriends clothes.

eddie of course thought it was ridiculous, but still comforted you. he even encouraged you to slip on his own sized shirt, just so he could watch it squeeze around your breasts and fit you like a tight crop top. for his own pleasure of course.

he never made you feel self conscious, and that same night he watched you squeeze into the medium slayer shirt he had, was the same night that he ripped it off of you and showed you how beautiful he thought you were. he’d always fight for you if you needed, protect you and defend you in everything, even if it was against your own plaguing thoughts.

he’d make sure that at dinner you were comfortable, moving the table towards him just so you had room in the booth across from him. he knew you felt like everything you did was embarrassing because as a bigger girl, you were always the butt of the joke. he figured he’d get ahead of the problem before you felt like you were bringing too much attention yourself by squeezing in places that you may not fit in, or doing mundane things.

he was considerate while still making sure you didn’t feel like you were the odd one out. he loved all of you. god forbid someone made a comment about your weight, or made you feel bad about yourself — because maybe you’d let it go and it wouldn’t faze you since you grew up fat, but it drove him to see nothing but red.

“baby you know i love you like this, you’re a fuckin’ dream,” he huffed out as you stroked him up and down.

eddie gathered his long hair and moved it to the back, getting it out of his face so he could see how you worked him.

“can you handle all of me, baby? you think if i sit on your pretty dick, you’d be able to sit still and let me ride you?” you asked and shuffled over to hover above his tip, sitting on your knees and looking down at him before kissing his cheek.

you moved your kisses down to his jaw, to lick his earlobe and to nibble on the skin of his neck. you made sure to leave little hickies, wanting to see them purple and pink against his pale skin.

“fuck, yes princess, i can, please,” he begged and you smiled against his skin, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning your chest against his.

you slowly swayed your hips to let his cock gather with your juices between the fat of your pussy lips, and gently sunk down on his length. the feeling of the piercing stretch from just his head alone and the way his hands never left your hips drove you insane, always.

he didn’t move you, or guide you, in fact he used your hips to keep himself grounded. he would listen to you, if it was the last thing he did.

you thought the size difference between you and eddie was sexy. you liked the fact that though eddie was a little lanky, he still had the strength to do whatever he wanted with you — except pick you up but you’ve come to terms with it.

until you noticed as you slid yourself onto his length and gripped his biceps, his muscles were firmer, stronger. you tried to settle down on his cock as your hands moved to his chest, and to his back, feeling the way he felt under your touch.

something was different. and how you never noticed until now was beyond you.

“eddie,” you breathed as you sat there. his eyes flew open from where he was buried in your neck and pulled back to see your face, “have you been working out?”

eddie’s mouth was hung open as he felt you squeeze around him, flicking his eyes between the thick of your mound and your eyes.

“i, yeah, i have.”

what eddie didn’t say is that he’d been working out for you. when you told him about how he shouldn’t try to lift you, or try to pick you up just to hug and twirl you around, he took it as a challenge.

he always wanted to bulk up, he was always the pale lanky kid that people used to want to push around back in high school. now, his only reason to build his muscle was so he could live out your every fantasy of being manhandled and thrown around like you’d weigh nothing, even trying to build enough stamina so he could find new ways to pleasure his wife.

so, he had to start somewhere.

you felt yourself leaking even more onto his groin, pooling at his base as you squeezed your thighs around his and started to move up, before sinking back down. your hands never left his chest, and you bunched up his wife beater up his chest, feeling over the new outlines of his stomach.

“fuck, eddie,” you moaned as you bounced on his cock, feeling his tip nudge your g-spot over and over as you rode him.

eddie took the tank from you and yanked it up off of his body, doing the same with your shirt. it left you both bare, bodies exposed to each other and eddie lavished in the sight of every inch of your skin. he especially loved the tattoos you had inking your chest and breasts, little meaningless ones and the same little bats he had, going up your collarbone.

the only thing you wore now were the socks that were sorry excuses of thigh highs, because now they rolled down to your knees. but eddie was slowly losing his composure, seeing you bare like this just for him. he was always possessive, and it gave him a sense of pride that he was the only one who could see and touch you like this.

your hands were sprawled on his chest as he breathed through his mouth, the tightness of your hole and the warmth adding into his pleasure.

“feel so fucking perfect around my dick, baby, look at these pretty fucking titties,” eddie said and let his hands move from your waist to cupping both heavy breasts in his hands, spilling out of his grip as he watches you fuck him.

“god, eddie fuck, best fucking dick i’ve ever had in my entire life, i can’t fucking stop,” you cried as your hand traveled up his chest, to his neck and letting your thumb and two fingers press on either side of his throat. as you bounced a little faster on his cock, you leaned forward with his hands still groping your breasts and let your forehead meet his.

you could feel his breath on your lips as he drank in your scent, “i love you like this, eddie. love when you let me fuck you like this, love how big you feel inside of me,”

you were moaning with every word, feeling his bush around his cock hit against your trimmed mound, letting your other hand move between the two sweaty bodies and rub at your swollen clit.

eddie was letting out his own whimpers and groans as your slick coated every inch, and you squeezed ruthlessly around him even though he’d been the one stretching you out since you started dating. the feeling you gave him felt like a million tiny bats fluttering in every part of his body, like as if he was starting a new job or had to put on a presentation.

you made him nervous, even still three years into marriage. you loved that about eddie, he made you feel like the sexiest woman on earth. just watching you rub your clit while swallowing his cock with your hole made his heart skip, his breath catching in his throat.

he always loved the sex between the two of you. it was incomparable, nothing could even come close to the way the two of you meshed together. sex was always more than pleasure for you, always meant more than it was made to be. and with eddie, it felt heavenly — it was exactly what you pictured what good sex was. like it was out of a book, something that you’d never expect someone like you to have.

but you did. because eddie worshiped you. he made you feel like a goddess, like the ground you walked on should be kissed by him. you were some sort of drug, some sort of addicting substance because he couldn’t get away from you.

it was spiritual, physical, emotional. every time you two had sex it felt like the first time, and it was intoxicating. his only way of making sure he’d never lose you? make you his wife, so he knew that no one else would even have the chance to come close to you.

eddie’s hands gripped your breasts tight and let them fall back to their natural position. his hands moved to your calves where the thigh highs rolled down to, rubbing over the firm muscle that tensed, and letting his hands run over the curve of your waist and to your back. he rubbed and squeezed over your back, gripping at every part of you.

you didn’t mind when eddie loved all over of you, feeling him squeeze the fat of your sides or watch how his hands sank into your skin when he gripped you. eddie didn’t know how much more he could take of letting you bounce on him, how he could contain himself and not buck his hips up to meet your contact.

“it’s all for you baby, my pretty little wife, so fuckin’ beautiful,” he moaned, “can’t believe i get to watch you like this for the rest of my life,”

you smiled, letting go of his throat and meeting him in a sloppy kiss, until you moved your lips down his jaw and to his neck, even to the arch where his neck was and to his collarbone.

“fuck, baby i can’t sit still, i can’t, please let me fuck you, princess,” he grunted, feeling the walls of your cunt flutter around his cock.

“take it, eddie, fuck me. i’m yours,” you cried and pressed your bare chest to his, burying your face in the crease of his neck so that your temple was pressed against collarbone. his lips instantly found your skin, kissing over your face and even leaning over to kiss the skin of your sweaty shoulders.

it took less than five seconds for eddie to situate himself and scoot to lay flatter on the couch against the cushion, using his feet to plant himself on the floor and grabbing the back of your thighs to halt your movements.

“fuck yeah you are, my fucking wife,” he grunted and started to fuck up into your hole, reaching a new depth that you failed to attempt to reach.

“oh, fuck, oh my god,” you cried with each thrust, feeling the vibrations of his thighs slapping against yours hit your cunt and choke out any words you spoke.

usually when he had you like this, it didn’t last a while as his own strength would give up on him and he’d lay you on your back to bend your legs as far as they could to angle more into your cervix. but this time, with the extra time and money he spent in the gym, his pace was relentless and steady.

you loved him like this. you got to hug his frailer body, pulling him into your embrace as your body covered his entirely. eddie loved it too, somehow feeling strong and protective, big and bad even though realistically you were able to manhandle him if you wanted to.

which he liked, and often asked for. the slapping, choking, degradation — though he loved to be your protector, you soon figured out that he liked to feel like he was as small as he really was.

“so good, so so so good,” you chanted and he smiled as he tried to peek at you, the side of your face barely showing with your hair in the way. so he moved it for you, scooting your hair to the other side as you let your left hand press into the side of his neck.

your nails skimmed his jaw and cheek as you held your hand there, and he watched your face contort into pleasure as he kept fucking up into you.

“it’s good baby? like when i fuck that pretty fat cunt? my fucking cunt?” he grunted and you whined, tears falling from the corners of your eyes, “i know baby, can’t get enough of you putting that pretty pussy on me,”

you couldn’t speak, already going dumb as his pace got more confident. sounds, whimpers and whines came from your throat to match the rhythm he set. he could listen to you all day, watch you come undone time after time again. he’d never get bored of you.

“let me see you, let me see that pretty face, wanna see you cum for me,” he grunted and craned his neck as you lifted the side of your face to look up at him from his shoulder.

he was already watching you, but you saw his eyes move from yours to the way your ass recoiled from his constant movements.

you felt desired, wanted and attractive to the man you’d crushed on since college, and as you met his thrusts to give him some release from holding up all your weight, he moved one of his hands from the back of your thighs to the side of your face — matching you.

the tingling in your stomach only grew bigger and into of a burning sensation, feeling hot all over as your legs were met with a cold chill.

“babyy,” you whined and shut your eyes briefly before he tapped your cheek,

“look at me princess, tell me, are you gonna cum for me? gonna cum all over my dick and make a mess?” he cooed, somehow more put together than he thought it would come out.

his breathing was labored, bodies glistening with sweat as the sound of your slick grew the harder he fucked up into you. it was distracting for eddie, and as you laid there on his chest with your hips meeting his thrusts, he felt himself chasing after his own release.

you reached your hand down between the sweaty bodies after lifting up a little, and rubbed circles on your clit as you laid back on him and your arm.

his arms were wrapped around your waist now as he scooted his ass to hang off of the couch, getting more leverage in steadiness to hold you tight to him and paralyzing you to just take his cock as he thrusted into you.

“yes! fuck, i’m gonna cum for you eds, gonna make a mess, fuck, fuck, fuck, just for you,” you cried as tears pinched at the ducts of your eyes, closing them shut as you start to feel yourself break.

“cum for me, let me feel all of it, gonna fucking cum just from how wet this pussy is,” he smiled into your hair, lips pressed against your skull as his hand comes up to hold you by the nape of your neck.

your knees were barely holding onto the edge of the couch after following eddie’s movements, and as he met you with one more thrust and your hand going numb from the pressure of your body on it, you finally clenched around his thickness and cried into his neck when you came.

“oh, yes baby, right there, squeezin’ me so tight, so pretty,” he babbled and as his thrusts got sloppy and tried to hold you as close as possible, more words came out. he liked to watch the way your body shook as you came, especially the way your ass and the rest of you jiggled for him.

it was all for him. and the pride he felt was more than he felt when he graduated high school.

“this is my fucking pussy, you hear me? mine. gonna fucking show you that this pussy is mine,” he growled in your ear and finally gave a couple of last thrusts, throwing his head back and crying out.

“fucking shit,” he winced as he came inside of you, the spurts of heat coating your walls and making you clench around him again.

you laid there breathless on his chest, not even worried about crushing him, only worried about pulling your hand away from your mound to relieve the static feeling happening.

when you did, your hand came up to eddie’s shoulder and touched the curve of his neck, up to the back of his curls and tugged gently. your head already moved a little more so he’d have a clear view of your face as he looked back down to where you rested on his shoulder.

his breath was hitting your face, but the smell of weed and alcohol only made you clench around his softening cock. in the midst of being cock drunk, you traveled up the back of his head and yanked the beanie off of his head, lazily pulling it on your head. it wasn’t perfect, but you didn’t care.

he smiled a toothy grin at you, and moved his hand to fix how it sat lopsided on your head.

“fuck,” he winced and scooted back on the couch again, still holding you tight, only just slipping out of you so you could feel the warmth of his cum dribble out of your hole and onto whatever surface below.

“happy halloween,” you smiled and kissed over the bats on his chest.

“uh,” eddie started and managed to sit you up, still sitting on his lap. he didn’t even care that the muscles under you were starting to go a little numb, because seeing you this fucked out for him made his cock jerk against your ass, half hard again, “i’m not done with you yet, it’s not even ten thirty.”

you blushed as you tried to transfer your weight on his chest with your hands, relieving the pressure of your weight on his thighs once again.

“what happened to worrying about the trick or treaters? you know, trick or treat, smell my feet?” you mocked breathlessly as the hair outside of his beanie cascades to frame your face. you even reached up to fix it some more before steadying again.

he just smacked your ass with a stupid grin on his face, “i’ll do more than smell your feet, baby. show me a trick, maybe i’ll give you a treat.”

you just laughed and leaned down, pressing a kiss to his lips. you pulled away only centimeters and grinned at the way he chased your lips. he could only feel the breath on his lips, not even the breath in his lungs as you spoke again,

“i already showed you a trick. where’s my treat, hm?”

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The Tattoo Artist and The Florist

Pairing: tattoo artist!modern!Eddie Munson X florist!fem!Reader

Summary: You get a tattoo done by an artist that is new to the city.

Warnings: Nervousness, mentions of numbing cream, Eddie using pet names with the reader (sweetheart, princess, pretty girl, etc), kissing, flirting, pining, love confession, friends(ish) to lovers, Eddie and the reader are both 24, mentions of the reader not wearing a bra at one point, some parts are a little cliche lol, mentions of the reader and Eddie having sex

Word Count: 7.1k

a/n: this is literally the longest one shot i’ve ever written but i hope y’all like it lol

the gif below does not belong to me

Over the past couple years since you initially opened up your flower shop, you had gotten a handful of tattoos. There were a few on both of your arms as well as one on the upper part of your back between your shoulders.

You had a new piece in mind and while you were deciding what artist you wanted to contact to do this piece, Eddie seemed to appear out of nowhere.

You met him when he came into your shop for the first time. He had asked if you could suggest some flowers to him that would look good in the windows of the new tattoo shop he had opened a few days prior.

And even from that very first interaction, you couldn’t get him out of your head. He was just so alluring and caused you to feel like you could easily talk to him everyday for the rest of time.

He had walked into your shop with a curious look in his brown eyes, wearing a denim vest that looked well loved over a leather jacket. His long hair was pulled back into a low bun at the nape of his neck, exposing the couple of tattoos that resided there. You could also see the rose he had tattooed on the back of his right hand.

He looked around for a few moments, then met your gaze, a shocked look slowly taking over his features as he stared into your eyes. You were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. And he couldn’t help but admire your beauty as well as the tattoos on your arms that were currently on complete display.

You smiled at him, encouraging him to walk over to where you were standing behind the counter, “Hi! How can I help you?” you asked him, a friendly tone to your voice.

He smiled back at you, his eyes quickly leaving your face to look at your name tag. And when he looked back into your eyes, he felt himself growing nervous for the first time in a long time.

“Hi.” he said, hoping you didn’t notice the way his adams apple had just bobbed in his throat, you had and you already felt like this man was starting to drive you crazy. He was just so enchanting, you wanted to learn more about him as soon as possible.

“I just opened up a tattoo shop and I was wondering if you could suggest some flowers I could use as decoration?” he asked while he weakly smiled at you, still looking a little nervous. But you didn’t mind his nervousness, you thought that it made him cuter.

“Sure! What does the inside of your shop look like? I wanna get an idea of what your shops colors are that way the flowers I pick out for you actually go well with shop.” you said as you pointed at him for a second, a soft chuckle leaving your lips as you finished talking. You were feeling a bit nervous as well.

He smiled again when he noticed how nervous you were as well, “Thanks, sweetheart.” he replied as he stuffed his hands into his pockets, that pet name making your cheeks blush.

“Of course.” you answered, hoping he didn’t notice how much you were blushing right now, but he did.

Eddie then started to explain to you what the inside of his shop looked like. It was mostly black from the front to the back with exposed brick that was painted white around the windows in the shop.

You softly nodded while he explained all of this to you, paying attention to what he had to say but also admiring the way his eyes lit up when he talked about his shop.

Once he was done explaining, you then walked around the counter and beckoned Eddie to follow you to a specific part of your shop. And as he followed you, he took note of the tattoo on the upper part of your back that he could only see a part of as you were wearing a tank top.

“I like your tattoos by the way…” he said while he pointed to the one on your left forearm, trailing off as a way of prompting to you to tell him your name even though he already knew it because of your name tag.

You smiled at the sound of this sweet compliment falling from his soft looking lips and looked down at the one he was pointing at, “(y/n)! And thank you! Speaking of, I’ve actually been looking for an artist to do a new piece I had in mind. Maybe I’ll have to check out your work.” you replied, winking at him as you spoke the last sentence of your statement.

He smiled once more as he ducked his head away from you little bit, “I’m Eddie.” he answered, practically shining as bright as the sun as a result of the fact that you possibly wanted to get tattooed by him.

The thought of possibly getting to tattoo you, caused goosebumps to appear on his arms. He would actually get to touch you for a while if he ended up being the artist you went with. This particular possibility made him get somewhat lost in his thoughts and made him realize that he had no idea what he was going to do now that he knew you.

Not long after you and Eddie had introduced yourselves to each other, he followed you back up to the register and happily paid for the bright colored flowers you had picked out for him.

You were so caught up in staring at this beautiful man and admiring his intoxicating personality that you had completely forgotten to ask what his tattoo shop was called.

He was just about to leave your shop when you called out for him, “Wait! Eddie!” you loudly said, prompting him to turn around right away, his eyes a little wide and his eyebrows raised while he waited for you to speak again.

“Yeah, sweetheart?” he answered, making you blush again as you tried to get out the question you had for him. You felt like your whole body was on fire all because of these pet names.

“Before you go, I was just wondering if you could tell me the name of your tattoo shop?” you asked, your own eyebrows now raising as well while heat remained in your cheeks.

He grinned at your interest in his work, “It’s called Corroded Coffin Tattoo’s and Odditorium. It’s pretty close to here actually.” he told you, a smile still on his face.

He watched you as you wrote down the name of the shop, painfully aware of the lovesick look in his eyes, “Got it!” you replied as you looked back up at him from the notepad on the counter.

“See you around, princess.” he said as began to back out of the store while you waved goodbye.

You would definitely be seeing Eddie again very soon, already knowing deep down that he was probably the artist you’d end up picking. You wanted to get the time to get to know him better, muster up the courage to ask him out on a date and hopefully he would say yes.

You also secretly hoped that he would beat you to it and ask you out first as a result of how nervous he made you feel.

All you wanted in this moment was for him to like you as much as you liked him, but judging by that look in his eyes, he already did. And you were right, Eddie already liked you more than you could ever know.

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Later that evening after you had closed your shop and gone home for the evening, you opened Instagram on your phone while you were lounging in your bed and typed the name of Eddie’s shop into the search bar. It ended up being the second result and you clicked on it right away, anxious to see more of Eddie.

At the top of the account, there were intro posts for Eddie and the other two artists that worked there. You soon found out that these other artists were named Robin and Will. In each intro post, besides a photo of the artist, there were also photos of some of the work they’ve done so far.

And when you got to Eddie’s post, you were absolutely amazed at his talent. Every tattoo he had done that was shown in this post looked incredible, unconsciously solidifying your decision of what artist you were going to contact about the new piece you wanted to get done.

This was your chance to see him again and get a new tattoo, so you emailed the shop as requested in their bio and asked to set up a consultation with Eddie for whenever he’s able to. After all, your flower shop was pretty close to his own shop and summer was starting to end. So you knew your shop wouldn’t be as busy as it was during the spring and early-mid summer.

Eddie emailed you back about ten minutes later, telling you that you could come over for the consultation that following morning at 11am. You replied ten minutes later — not wanting to see too excited to see him again — telling him that this sounded good and that you’d be there.

You both fell asleep that night with gentle smiles on your faces, excited that you would get to see each other again so soon. Even though all you knew about one another were your names and what the other person did for a living. But you didn’t care, you just liked liking someone in this way and hopefully having that person like you in that way as well.

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In the morning, you got up at 7am, deciding to have your shop open for a little while before you headed over to your consultation. You couldn’t get rid of the excited feeling that coursed through you, Eddie made you feel exhilarated and you never wanted to let go of that feeling.

You put on your favorite outfit and made sure you looked presentable enough before you left your apartment.

And before you knew it, it was now time for your consultation. So, you closed your shop for now and walked the short distance to Eddie’s shop. Even from the outside, it looked very inviting, making some of your nerves go away, for now.

Upon entering, you were greeted by a tall man with perfectly styled brown hair and large biceps. “Hi, I’m Steve! Welcome to Corroded Coffin Tattoo’s and Odditorium! How can I help you?” he politely said with a smile on his face.

You opened your mouth to speak, but before you could actually say anything, Eddie walked out from where his station was. This time, he was wearing a tank top, showing off all of the tattoos on his muscular arms and his hair was down. He looked absolutely gorgeous this up close.

He looked happy to see you there while he continued to walk up to you, “Ah! My favorite customer.” he said while he theatrically gestured towards you with his hands, making you laugh while butterflies fluttered around in his stomach. Even your laugh was beautiful.

Your laughter calmed down seconds later, “You haven’t even tattooed anything on me yet.” you jokingly said, causing Eddie to laugh with you, his laughs clearly sounding a little awkward. But you didn’t mind this, knowing how it felt to get to know someone you liked.

Eddie then placed one of his large hands on the small of your back and led you over to his station. You felt as if your body was on fire again with his hand on your back. And once the two of you reached his station, he motioned for you to sit down on the black leather table.

“Alright, pretty girl. What were you thinking of getting? Tell me all about it.” he said as he grabbed a clipboard with some paper already on it, a pen and sat down in a swivel chair right next to you.

Hearing Eddie call you yet another sweet pet name caused heat to sprint up to your cheeks once more. This man barely knew you and he was already easily able to make you feel all flustered. Which you liked about him.

You then softly set your hands down in your lap and started to explain your idea to him, “I wanted to get an iris flower tattooed on the right side of my ribs. Mostly because of all the things it symbolizes.” you answer and while you spoke to him, his eyes were constantly on you, only looking away for a few seconds to write down some notes.

And once you were done explaining your idea, his eyes were filled with a look of pure admiration for you. He felt completely baffled by you and the way your mind works.

His eyebrows raised a little, “What does it symbolize?” he asked you while he subtly scooted closer to you in his chair.

You smiled at him, happy to hear that he was actually interested in learning about a flower, “It symbolizes hope, wisdom, courage and admiration.” you told him, making his cheeks turn a light pink.

He then nodded in understanding, set his notebook down and turned around to face his laptop so that could quickly google the flower, now feeling the urgent need to see what it looked like. His eyes widened in amazement once the first photo results popped up.

His jaw dropped a little bit before he spoke to you again, “It’s so beautiful, it’ll suit you perfectly.” he muttered, mostly to himself, as he slowly began to turn to face you again.

Hearing him say such a sweet thing to you again caused goosebumps to appear on your arms while your face broke out into a smile and you let out a soft chuckle. You liked being around Eddie, he made you feel safe, seen, liked and that only made your feelings for him blossom even quicker.

He then shook his head for a second and looked up at you with a soft smile on his face, “Anyway, could I get your number? S-so that I could let you know when I’m done designing the tattoo.” he asked you, hoping that he didn’t come off as creepy or anything.

You simply nodded in response and reached over Eddie to grab the pen he had been using earlier, making Eddie swallow thickly, his adams apple bobbing in his throat again. He already felt so drawn to you and he promised himself that he would ask you out once your tattoo was done and you were no longer his client.

You pulled Eddie out of his thoughts just a moment later while you offered your hand to him, encouraging him to put his hand that didn’t have a tattoo on the back of it in your own hand.

He tried to not look so flustered as you held his hand in yours and wrote your number down on his skin. You saw right through these attempts, but you understood why he was feeling this way as you felt just as nervous anytime you interacted with him. You were just a little better at hiding how nervous and flustered he made you feel.

And once you had finished writing your number down, you handed the pen back to Eddie and started to stand up. You took a few steps away from him then stopped in your tracks and looked at him over your shoulder.

“I’ll see you around, pretty boy.” you said with another pretty smile before leaving his shop.

He awkwardly smiled back at you, “I’ll see you around, petal.” he replied, making you feel a bit flustered once again.

Petal, no one had ever called you that before, it was nice and made you feel pretty. You hoped that Eddie would call you this particular pet name more often.

And while you walked back to your own shop, you also hoped that you would see Eddie more from now on, even once he finished your tattoo. You wanted him in your life more than anything else but didn’t want to come off as too much. So you decided to hold yourself back for a little longer.

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A few days later after you had finished helping a customer, you received a text from Eddie telling you that he was done designing your tattoo and that you could come in the following morning for your first appointment. He had also told you that this tattoo would take two sessions. One for line work and the other for coloring and a little shading.

You had been itching for an excuse to see Eddie again ever since your consultation with him and you were happy that tomorrow would be your chance.

In your response, you told him that this plan sounded great and you would be there, ending your text with an emoticon heart.

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The next morning when you were getting ready, you put on an old tank top that you didn’t mind ruining, a pair of shorts with your company’s logo on them, tied your hair back, grabbed a tote bag filled with the things you’d need then headed out for the day.

You had a good feeling about this tattoo and Eddie, your strong feelings for him continuing to blossom within you while you deeply thought about him on the drive over to his shop.

And just fifteen minutes after you initially left your apartment, you parked in the small parking lot next to Eddie’s shop and swiftly got out of your car and started to walk towards the shop once you had turned your car off.

When you walked into the shop, tote bag at your side, you could hear Metallica faintly playing throughout the shop and just seconds after you entered the shop, Steve greeted you again. The comforting atmosphere of the shop made your nervousness go away once more, but you knew that it would be right back once you went to Eddie’s station.

“He’s back there.” Steve said with a polite smile as pointed over to where Eddie’s station was, incase you forgot. But you didn’t know if you ever could forget anything you knew about Eddie so far, he had already began to take up place in your heart after all.

The second you got to his station, you poked your head in and made him aware that you had arrived for your first session, “Eddie?” you softly said, still being loud enough that he could hear you but hopefully not loud enough to the point where you’d end up startling him.

He had been preparing the stencil for your tattoo when you said this, causing him to almost drop it while he let out a yelp of surprise. You chuckled at how easily startled he seemed to be, it was cute.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” you said, still laughing a little while you started to walk farther into the station.

He shook his head at you and smiled while he set the stencil down on the small cart he had next to the leather table in his station. “It’s alright, petal. Go lay down for me.” he said, letting out a soft laugh of his own while he pointed towards the table.

You smiled back at him and walked over to the chair, laying down on your left side. You were glad that this new nickname had stuck. And once you had gotten comfortable in that position, you rolled up your tank top so that the right side of your ribs was exposed.

When Eddie saw this part of you for the first time, he let out a soft gasp. You heard this right away even though you weren’t facing him, “What? Have you never seen a woman’s ribs before?” you joked, clearly teasing him.

He didn’t respond as he didn’t want to make a fool of himself. But in reality, nothing he could say to you would make him seem like a fool from your point of view.

He first put on a pair of black gloves then cleaned and applied numbing cream to where the tattoo would be going, as you had requested during your consultation, trying to ignore the fact that seeing that you were not wearing a bra had made his cheeks bright red. And while the numbing cream started to work, he placed the stencil on you and let you get a look at it in a nearby mirror to make sure you liked the placement.

“I love it.” you told him, causing Eddie to nod while a love sick look filled his brown eyes again. He removed the stencil ten minutes later, making sure that it had been on your skin long enough. Which it had been.

Eddie then set up the tattoo gun and got to work just monents later. And while he started to go over the lines of the design, the two of you talked and started to get to know each other better.

You were more similar than you both thought. You both grew up in a small town, you were both raised by someone who wasn’t your parent and you also shared a few interests. Such as, music, books and drawing.

As you learned more about each other, you both had a moment where you realized that you were falling in love with the other person. And while love is scary, neither of you were scared of falling in love with one another. You welcomed that feeling with open arms.

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By the end of this first session, it was 3pm and Eddie had wrapped up your tattoo. And while he did this, you began to feel sad because you didn’t want to leave Eddie yet. And little did you know, he didn’t want you to leave either. But at the same time, neither of you wanted to seem clingy so early into whatever this was.

So he asked you a question he had planned to put off a little longer, “I know your still one of my clients, but I really really like you, (y/n). Would you maybe wanna go out to dinner, with me, tomorrow evening?” he asked you while he looked at you with slightly widened eyes. He hoped that you would say yes and that he hadn’t just embarrassed himself in front of you.

“Yes, I would love to go out to dinner with you. I really like you too, Eddie.” you said with a bright smile on your face, sensing some of his nervousness. It was sweet to you that such an attractive and intimidating looking man was nervous about asking you out.

And within seconds, the biggest smile you had ever seen on his face appeared, “Great! I’ll uh pick you up tomorrow at 7pm, if that works with you?” he suggested, his eyebrows raising in anticipation yet again.

You nodded, “Yeah, that sounds great.” you told him, causing that love sick look to reappear in his pretty eyes.

And after you said that, you were feeling a bit bold so you got onto your tippy toes and pressed a quick kiss to his left cheek. You then sent a wave his way while you started to walk away from him, admiring how red his cheeks had gotten all because of you.

But before you could get too far, he gently wrapped his fingers around your wrist that was closest to him, pulling you closer to him. He had originally planned to return the sweet action and press a kiss to your cheek, but his aim was off because of how giddy you had made him feel and he accidentally kissed the corner of your lips. Which made you both laugh for a few moments while your cheeks blushed.

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The following evening after you had checked on your tattoo, you began to get ready for you and Eddie’s first date. You desperately hoped that this one would be the first of many.

You first put on your favorite dress, it was a dark color and was long enough to almost completely cover your legs. You then applied the style of makeup you thought accentuated your features perfectly.

And by the time you had walked over to your front door to slip your shoes on, a simple purse hanging from your right shoulder, someone knocked on your door. You took a deep breath, smiled to yourself and looked at yourself in the small mirror you had hanging close by in your living room one more time before you went to open the door.

Eddie’s eyes blinked multiple times very quickly as he stood there in front of you and processed your beauty, “Hi petal,” he said before pausing for a quick moment while his eyes began to widen, “You look amazing. I’ve never seen anyone who’s as beautiful as you.” he told you, his cheeks blushing a light pink while he smiled.

You smiled back at him while you admired his own beauty for a short moment. He was wearing a black button up shirt with his beloved leather jacket over it. His hair was pulled back into a bun like it had been the day you two first met.

You planted another quick kiss to his cheek, leaving a light mark in the shape of your lips there, “You look very handsome, Eddie.” you replied as you looked into his eyes.

He then handed you the flowers he had gotten you, they were irises, just like your tattoo, “Thank you, Eddie. These are beautiful.” you told him as you momentarily went back into your home to place the flowers in a nearby vase.

And when you returned to the doorway, you stepped out of your house and stood in front of Eddie as you locked your front door. He offered you his hand and you took it right away, happily intertwining your fingers while you smiled at each other once more. His hands were large and calloused but still extremely comforting to you. You would hold his hand forever if he let you.

“Shall we?” he asked, waiting for your approval before you two walked down the stairwell that was close to your apartment and over to Eddie’s car.

You nodded and then started to lead the way down the dimly lit stairs just seconds later, causing Eddie to start to walk a little quicker to keep up with you. But he didn’t mind this at all, especially when you looked so beautiful and happy while you held onto his larger hand like there was no tomorrow.

You finally slowed down when you spotted what you assumed was Eddie’s car and you ended up being right. It was a sleek all black Cadillac from the 90’s and the second Eddie told you that your guess was correct, it felt completely right to you that this was Eddie’s car. It suited his aesthetic well.

Eddie then briefly let go of your hand so that he could speed walk over to the passengers side of the car and open the door for you, bowing for you while you got in as if you were a princess. But you didn’t mind this, adoring how special Eddie always made you feel.

When he sat down in the drivers seat, buckled himself in and turned the car on, Black Sabbath started to quietly play through the speakers and you both felt yourselves getting more comfortable around each other. It was nice, this comforting silence while Eddie began to drive to the restaurant he was taking you to.

“Where are you taking me?” you asked five minutes into the car ride as you had not completely recognized the area, prompting Eddie to look over at you for a few seconds.

“It’s a surprise.” he told you while he quickly looked over at you again to send a wink your way and reached out for your hand.

You took his hand in yours immediately and rested your joined hands on your knee as you stared at him for a few moments. “Okay.” you quietly said in response with a nod of your head, knowing deep down that you didn’t really care what restaurant you went to as long as Eddie was there with you.

Moments later, you pulled your phone out of your purse with your free hand and took a photo of you and Eddie’s hands together. You liked the way they looked intertwined with one another, Eddie’s thumb a little blurry in the photo while he gently rubbed the back of your hand with it.

Once you had taken the photo and put your phone back in your purse, you had arrived at the restaurant you would be having your date at. It was a cozy diner called Enzo’s on the outskirts of the city that looked like it had been there for a while and that made you like it even more.

And much to Eddie’s dismay, you had to let go of his hand when you got out of his car. He had started to jokingly pout at you with big puppy eyes while you laughed and took his hand back in yours. You liked seeing him let more of his personality peak out now that you were getting more comfortable around each other.

Eddie had made reservations for you two earlier in the evening, so once he had given the friendly hostess his name, she grabbed two menus and led you over to your table towards the back of the restaurant. There was a fake candle on the table as well as a handful of rose petals.

She set the menus down for you and left you two alone with a smile, promising you that your server would be with you soon.

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Over the next couple hours while you ate and drank, you got to know each other even better and all of this made you never want to leave Eddie’s side ever again. The two of you got along so well and now that you weren’t as nervous around each other, you seemed to just click together like two puzzle pieces.

And before you knew it, Eddie had paid for your meals and your date was over. But as you two stood up from your table, something caught Eddie’s eye.

He smiled at you and intertwined your fingers with his again, “Wanna dance?” he asked you as he pointed at the small pit band that was playing nearby. You softly smiled at him and nodded right away, “I’d love to dance with you, Eddie.” you answered, making happy tears prick at both of your eyes.

On the way over there, you couldn’t wipe off that smile you had on your face. You had heard of people meeting their soulmates before and what it was like, but you had never believed their stories before you met Eddie. Now that you had Eddie in your life, you finally understood what those people meant. And though you hadn’t known Eddie for long, you couldn’t help but feel like he was meant for you. But maybe you were just overthinking it.

Once you got to the small dance floor in front of the band, you loosely wrapped your arms around Eddie’s neck and he loosely wrapped his arms around your waist. And while the two of you started to dance, Eddie felt heat sprint up to his cheeks. He’s dated plenty of people in the past but none of them made him feel the way you did. He felt himself continue to fall in love with you and for once, he didn’t want to get rid of this feeling.

You and Eddie danced together for thirty minutes before you left the diner. But those thirty minutes made you feel like you had spent an eternity in Eddie’s arms and you liked that. You liked the way he twirled you around him while the band played Moonlight Serenade by Glenn Miller. You liked how close he was to you while you danced together. You liked the way he gazed down into your own eyes as you both let yourselves feel the music.

And after the last time Eddie twirled you, you quickly looked at the clock on the wall behind him, “Alright lovebirds, we’re closin’ up soon.” your hostess from earlier said to the two of you, interrupting your moment.

You then thanked her while you held Eddie’s hand again and you started to walk out of the cozy diner. And even though the walk back to Eddie’s car would take less than ten minutes, nighttime winds in any part of the city could be bad and you shivered a little. Without you even having to say anything, Eddie stopped walking and placed his leather jacket on your shoulders, holding it in place there until you got your arms through the sleeves.

“Thanks.” you said quietly, letting Eddie’s scent take over all of your senses. His jacket mostly smelled like the cologne Eddie used with the faint lingering smell of cigarettes. But you didn’t mind that. And once you initially smelled his scent, you never wanted to forget it. His scent was so comforting to you and if you could somehow make it into a candle you could burn forever, you would.

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Thirty minutes later, you arrived at the front door of your apartment. You were just about to take Eddie’s jacket off and give it back to him, but he stopped you, “Keep it. You can give it back to me the next time we see each other.” he told you as he placed one of his hands on your shoulder, maintaining eye contact with you.

And while he spoke, you slowly got closer and closer to Eddie and began to hold his face in your hands. The stubble on his cheeks made you smile as they tickled your hands. You then quickly looked down at his lips once you had stopped smiling, “Is this okay?” you asked, looking up into his eyes once more.

He nodded in response, his eyes screwing shut for just a second, “Yes, just kiss me, petal. Please.” he begged, not being able to bear another moment without your lips against his own.

You then brought his face closer to yours and pressed your lips to his. His lips were a little chapped but still soft and kissing them made you feel like your whole body was on fire as a fluttery feeling bloomed in your stomach.

Your lips gave Eddie a kind of comfort that he’d never felt before and he liked that. You made him feel all sorts of things that he had never truly felt before and he loved that about you.

You both pulled away from each others lips just a few minutes later, your foreheads now lightly pressed together, “Goodnight, Eddie.” you softly said to him, prompting him to fully stand up.

He then cupped your face in one of his own hands and pressed one more kiss to your lips, “Goodnight, petal.” he replied, a lovesick smile appearing on your face as he separated from you as slowly as humanly possible.

And once the two of you were fully separated, he began to walk towards the stairwell, but he didn’t descend these stairs again without saying one more thing, “That was the best night of my life, petal. I hope you’ll let me take you on more dates, even when your not my client anymore.” he told you as a smile rolled out across his lips that were now stained a little bit with your lipstick.

“I’d go on a million dates with you Eddie, if it meant you’d become a permanent part of my life.” you told him in response, making him feel the need to run over to you and give you one more kiss.

You chuckled against his lips, you loved how affectionate he had been with you tonight, “You can come visit my shop whenever you want, okay? I don’t want to wait until our next session to see you.” you told him as you pressed another kiss to his now slightly swollen lips.

He nodded in response and pressed a kiss to your forehead before he quickly went down the stairs, knowing that he’d never leave your doorstep if either of you kept talking or kissing each other.

You watched him leave with a bright smile on your face, excited to see where loving Eddie would take you. And you promised yourself that you would tell him that you loved him eventually, but for now you’d keep that love to yourself.

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The second you walked into your apartment, you felt yourself longing for Eddie and you realized that you probably wouldn’t be able to hide your love for Eddie for much longer. He already occupied your every thought and you hoped that it would go well when you did tell him that you loved him.

You planned on inviting him to your apartment after your last session and telling him there, knowing you’d be more comfortable telling him within your home.

And once you had gotten into your pajamas, taken off your makeup, done your skincare routine and got into bed, you grabbed your phone from your bedside table and sent Eddie that photo you had taken in his car earlier in the night.

He replied within just a few minutes, his response simply being a screenshot of that photo as his new lock screen. This made heat sprint up to your cheeks, making it clear to yourselves that both of you fell a lot quicker and harder than you thought you would.

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It had now been three weeks since your first date with Eddie and the two of you had been on a lot more since then. You had also hooked up a couple times since then and being with him in that way only fueled your strong feelings for him. And you couldn’t help but think about how he’d kiss the now healed line work on your ribs before he went down on you every time. Eddie seemed to be able to light a fire in your heart every time you were around each other and you had started to adore that feeling.

Now, it was time for you to head back into Eddie’s shop for your last session where he would be adding color as well as some shading to your tattoo. And just like you had been that day Eddie had started your tattoo, you were laying on your left side on the leather table in his station.

The two of you didn’t stop speaking each other almost the entire time and while you spoke, Eddie felt like he was bursting at the seems with the love he has for you. He needed to tell you but he also didn’t want to scare you. He had never fallen in love with anyone this quickly before and all he could do was hope that you loved him back.

While Eddie was thinking about this, he became quiet, which concerned you a little, “Is everything alright, Eddie?” you asked him, trying to relax your eyebrows like Eddie would help you do whenever you furrowed them.

“Yeah, I’m alright, petal.” he quietly answered with a kiss to your exposed shoulder. “Okay.” you said in response, not wanting to force him to talk about whatever was on his mind unless he actually wanted to.

The two of you remained quiet for the last forty minutes of the session. But after Eddie had wrapped up your tattoo once more and you had started to pull your tank top back down, he just couldn’t hold back anymore.

“I love you.” he blurted out, causing a look of shock to appear on your face. “Listen, I know we haven’t been seeing each other for long but I’ve never felt this way for anyone before. Falling in love with you was just so easy and it’s okay if you don’t love me back, I just had to tell you how I feel.” he said as you looked directly into his eyes and listened to everything he had to say, the slightly confused look on your face slowly disappearing.

You stared at him for a few more seconds after he finished speaking and Eddie had started to prepare himself for your inevitable rejection. But when you did next sent shock through his system.

You softly smiled at him, that cute lovesick look in your eyes appearing once again, “I love you too, Eddie, I have for a little while now. Ever since you walked into my flower shop with blushing cheeks, needing help with decorating your shop, I knew that I’d fall for you.” you told him, complete honesty in everything you had just told him.

You chuckled as you watched Eddie let out a breath he had been holding, “Good.” he said, a little breathlessly.

And while there was still a smile on your face, he cupped your face in both of his and pressed a passionate kiss to your lips. Both of you relished in this kiss for a few minutes now that you were aware of each other’s love.

When he pulled away from your lips a few minutes later, he started to speak right away, “Be my girl, petal, please.” he begged, his voice sounding exactly like it did the first time he begged you to kiss him.

“I already am, Eddie.” you replied, causing Eddie to feel the need to press kisses all over your face, your laughs echoing out into the shop.

A few minutes later once the two of you had collected yourselves and Eddie had stood up, he temporarily separated from you to close his station up for the day. “Let’s go home, petal.” he quietly told you, a lust filled look now residing in his eyes while heat went straight to your core. You simply nodded and followed after him with your hand in his, not feeling the need to say another word.

The two of you walked through the mostly empty shop up to the front desk where Steve was sitting, Eddie led the way and tossed the keys to the shop to Steve. “Lock up the shop for me tonight, Stevie.” Eddie told him while one of Steve’s eyebrows began to raise.

“I-okay.” Steve replied, not questioning Eddie’s actions after all the time they’ve known each other. Plus, he had overheard you and Eddie’s confessions to each other.

You walked hand in hand from the shop to Eddie’s car, officially starting a new chapter in your life with this pretty tattooed man by your side.

a/n: part 2?? 👀👀 btw towards the end when eddie says “let’s go home”, he is referring to his apartment.

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