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miyasturniolo · 12 days

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CINEMA | chris sturniolo

pairing: bf!chris x f!reader

summary: you and chris went to the cinema to watch a new film that you both had been eagerly anticipating. he wanted to have a special time together, considering it a cinema date. however, once in the cinema, he became too aroused because of you, leading to him getting carried away and having to excuse himself with you to the bathroom, which resulted in missing most of the film.

warning: smut, fingering, swearing, pet names (ma, love, good girl, darling), use of y/n, public place, dominant chris, bathroom sex, needy chris, hair pulling, ass grabbing, p in v, unprotected sex.

a/n: not my photos, found on pinterest. not sure about this one tbh.

WORDS: 2.8k

@miyasturniolo on wattpad

you - pink | chris - orange

You and Chris have been eagerly waiting to watch a film at the cinema for the past few months. His identical brothers expressed interest in joining, but Chris preferred to have some alone time with you.

"What would you like?" he asked, who already ordered popcorn and a Pepsi for himself. He insisted on paying for your items, not letting you pay.

As he ordered what you wanted and handed you your items, his contagious smile made you smile back. "Thank you," you said, which caused him to smile a little more before grabbing his popcorn and Pepsi.

Walking into the movie theater together, he took your spare hand and led you to your seats, pulling you down next to him. As you settled down, he watched your movements, admiring the shape of your thighs as they spread out slightly due to you sat down. He adored your thighs.

"Would you like a hand?" he asked, eager to feel the touch of your skin. He cherished the sensation of your touch and was willing to do anything to maintain that connection, even if it meant giving up his YouTube career.

Ignoring the fact that you didn't actually need assistance, he was determined to help to you. As you reached for the snack you had mentioned wanting, he swiftly took them from you and placed them where you intended. "Really?" you muttered, to which he responded with a smile, revealing his teeth.

He rested his hand on your thigh and gently squeezed it, relishing the feel of your soft skin against his warm palm.

"I sometimes wonder how I managed to win you over," he whispered before planting a kiss on your cheek. When he noticed the movie had started, he shifted slightly to get more comfortable in his seat, while keeping his hand on your thigh still.

The movie started playing, capturing both of your attentions since you both had been eager to watch it ever since seeing the promising trailer.

His thumb gently caressed your upper thigh, inching closer to your intimate area, though he was unaware as his soul intention was to provide you comfort, which he achieved flawlessly.

His piercing blue eyes were fixed on you rather than the film for the past ten minutes, finding your profile captivating despite your self-perception. "Stop staring," you playfully scolded, glancing at your boyfriend who only smirked in response, refusing to divert his gaze from you.

"Your beauty mesmerizes me, darling. How can I not resist looking at you?" he whispered, stealing a few more glances before turning back to the movie.

You playfully rolled your eyes and kissed his cheek, causing him to raise an eyebrow before returning his blue orbs at you.

He casually moved his hand from your thigh and brushed your hair away from your face, using it as an excuse to touch your skin even more.

Chris found himself looking at you once more than at the film you both had been eager to watch ever since hearing about it. "Okay, my beauty can't be that good," you teased, catching his stare again.

"Trust me, it is," Chris whispered, placing his hand back on your thigh. Though his hand was now closer to your warmth which is between your legs, you were wearing shorts and a fresh love shirt that Chris had given you earlier before you both headed out to see this movie.

As you both finally focused on the movie, he couldn't help but feel a stirring in his body, drawn in by your scent and the softness of your skin against his.

Quietly, he adjusted his shorts and boxers, subtly shifting in his seat to compose himself without drawing your attention to the growing intensity he was experiencing.

Despite feeling exposed in his vulnerability, he couldn't resist the desire for more.

Observing your engrossment in the film, he scanned the surroundings and noted the proximity of other moviegoers, ensuring that the slight thrill of the moment was contained within a safe distance. The other couple nearby though remained on the opposite side of the aisle, four rows behind you both.

"What are you looking at?" Your question caused him to turn his head towards you suddenly, his heart skipping a beat as he jumped slightly in surprise at your unexpected message.

"I was checking out the people around us, seeing how far away we are from everyone else," he explains, as his finger traces from your upper thigh to your shorts.

"I wanna pleasure you.. I'll make sure no one sees, but you must promise to stay quiet, okay?" His words were laced with desire. His speech made you surprised and confused due to how bold it was.

You trusted him, so you spoke, which made him smirk because those were the words he wanted to hear. "okay..."

He made sure no one was looking before taking off your shorts. He couldn't help but smile like a kid in a candy store. He loved when you were like this with him, especially when he was feeling aroused.

He pulled your shorts off, but only up to your knees, so if someone did happen to see, he could quickly pull them back up before security noticed or something.

He rubbed his thumb against your thong, making you widen your eyes, which caused him to quietly chuckle so it wasn’t attracting anyone attention, except from you.

He felt your wetness seep through, which prompted him to whisper in your ear, "Didn't know you needed me that badly," as he bit your earlobe and then kissed your cheek.

He discreetly kept watch to see no one was looking, as he had promised not to let anyone catch a glimpse. His hand moved to the waistband of your thong.

As he began to pull them down, revealing your bare pussy that he adored, his fingers gently caressed your folds before teasingly slipping one finger inside, aware of your desire for more.

Feeling himself grow harder because of you, he set aside his own needs to focus on pleasuring you.

You attempted to stifle any sounds to avoid drawing attention, trying to concentrate on the movie, even though the pleasure he was giving you was incredible.

Unexpectedly, he added two more fingers, intending to use only two but ending up with three inside you. He skillfully curled them once he located your g-spot.

His arousal evident but yet he refrained from touching himself or adjusting in his boxers, solely focused on satisfying you.

He watched as you bit your lip and closed your eyes in pleasure while he pleasured you with his fingers. He increased the pace, his thumb teasing your sensitive spot, causing you to squirm with delight, a reaction he enjoyed, knowing he was satisfying you.

"Close?" he whispered, his intense blue eyes focused on you, observing how your innocence transformed into desire as he brought you to climax with his familiar touch.

You refrained from speaking, both aware that a moan could escape your lips and draw unwanted attention in the cinema. Instead, you simply nodded in response.

He noticed your body tense around his fingers, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips as you reached your peak.

Thankfully, you managed to stifle any loud sounds when you coated his fingers, although it was a challenge to contain your pleasure. You breathed heavily, releasing your lip from where you had bitten it hard enough to draw blood.

He withdrew his fingers, licking them clean before helping you adjust your clothing, ensuring that no one noticed the intimate moment you shared in the cinema.

“Are you okay, love?" He asked, wanting to ensure your well-being, not wanting you to feel irritated later by what had happened, especially if someone had seen, even though no one knew or anything similar.

"No, I'm not," you replied playfully. Chris froze for a moment before realizing it was in jest. He smiled and playfully twirled a few strands of your hair.

He found himself needing to touch himself even more, still feeling a throbbing pain. He had completely forgotten about the film and his desire earlier.

"y/n," he said your name quietly, savoring the sound of it. What made it even better for him was that his brother would sometimes express annoyance when you weren't shopping with them or somewhere else, chris always mentioned how you would love something or recounting a story about you.

You looked at him and smiled, your focus now on him rather than the film. You didn't know what was happening in the movie as most of the time you were being pleasured by him.

He knew he couldn’t come out with it directly, so he began by asking a few questions in order to lead up to the main reason. “Do you know what's happening in the movie, because I'm a bit lost?”

His needs were escalating, and he reached out to hold your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours.

“Not really,” you reply honestly. Even though both of you have wanted to watch the movie, he was relieved by your answer right now.

“Should we just skip it? I can get tickets for us to see it tomorrow or something,” he offers. As you look at him, he uses his spare hand to discreetly touch himself through his shorts and boxers, trying to stifle his moans. You hadn’t notice that yet.

“I don’t mind, do you?” you inquire. He remains silent for a moment, trying to contain himself as he struggles with the urge to climax while discreetly touching himself.

He removes his hand with hesitation and made his other hand stop holding yours. Instead he grabs your wrist, guiding it to his throbbing member.

“I need you. I need to be close to you, please ma.” He whispered, his eyes locked on yours in the dark movie theater, illuminated only by the flickering light of the movie screen.

His hands wandered over your thighs. "Please," he pleaded softly. You knew you couldn't, even though you wanted to. If you engaged in intimacy here, someone would surely see you two and get security.

"We can't. We'll get caught," you said, causing him to roll his eyes and quickly suggest, "Shall we go to the bathroom?" He was willing to beg on his knees if necessary.

He was consumed by his desire for you, feeling a relentless need that left him in torment. He understood his craving and it was to be close to you, to be inside you.

You were about to say yes, but he didn’t wait any longer. He grabbed your arm and stood up, leading you out of the theater, possibly heading to the restroom.

“I can't wait any longer, I need you so badly. I feel like I'm going crazy,” he said, taking you to the men's bathroom where no one else was present. He entered a stall and started kissing you passionately.

He pressed his knee against the area between your legs, his kisses were intense yet filled with love. He slipped his tongue into your mouth as you reciprocated.

Moaning, he squeezed your ass through your shorts. “I'm so lucky to have you, I have no complaints,” he said after pulling away and moving to kiss your neck, marking you as his own.

You removed his shorts, letting them fall to the ground, but neither of you cared as desire took over. He was aroused in his boxers.

He then helped you remove your shirt, as he also discarded his own.

You playfully tease him, calling him 'so needy,' but he just rolls his eyes with a small chuckle and takes off your bra, casually dropping it on the stall floor.

He gazes at your breasts and begins to caress your nipple, eliciting a soft moan from you. “You love that ma?” he whispers. “mhm”

He kisses your lips and undresses you, leaving you naked while he remains in boxers.

Your hands explore his body until you remove his boxers, feeling the heat of his skin against yours. “I need you y/n” he confesses.

Your touch has him on the verge of climaxing, but he desires to be inside you, savoring the sound of your sweet moans blending with the rhythm of your bodies together.

"I need you too," your voice was like music to his ears, and he didn't hesitate; his pre-cum was already leaking from his pink tip.

He turned you around, admiring your beloved ass for various reasons: the way it gently bounced as you walked, when he took you from behind, when he rested his head on your back while you lay on your stomach.

Brushing your hair aside, he kissed your shoulder before entering you, causing you to moan. "Be loud for me, my love, no one here," he urged.

He started to thrust inside you, causing a blend of pain and pleasure that made you moan, but he was whispering things to make you forget about the pain.

His size initially caused discomfort as he stretched you, but as you got more used to it and he stimulated your G-spot, the pain gradually faded, making room for heightened pleasure.

He continued to thrust in and out of you, kissing your neck and jawline, pulling your hair to reach your sensitive spots.

The sound of your bodies coming together echoed in the empty cinema restroom where you were alone, intensifying the intimate moment.

As he moaned at the tightness, his hands explored your body, focusing on your breasts by pinching your nipples.

"I'm so close to climaxing when your so tight around me," he whispered. He heard the bathroom door creek so he was alerting you to the presence of someone else entering the restroom. He quickly covered your mouth and urged you to be silent.

Despite the interruption, he didn't stop, instead becoming more intense and faster, making it challenging for you to contain your moans.

He listened to the sound of someone washing their hands and then leaving. “Good girl for staying quiet,” he whispered.

He tugged your hair to make you look at him while he was having sex with you from behind. His blue eyes locked on yours. “Keep looking at me like that, and I'll have to punish you,” he said firmly before releasing your hair and gripping your hip.

As he was reaching climax, you could sense it by the way his large member twitched. He thrust hard into you, causing you to moan loudly.

It felt like he was discovering new pleasure spots you never knew existed. “Chris.. I'm close,” you gasped.

“Me too, darling,” he murmured. With that, he climaxed inside you, continuing to move inside you vigorously until you also reached orgasm.

As he finished, his hot release mixed with yours, dripping out of you onto the bathroom stall floor.

“fuck ma, I love you,” he said, pulling out with a pop and then adjusting your position to see your face.

You looked adorable in his eyes, with sweat glistening and a lazy smile as you were catching your breath, mirroring his own. He gently wiped the mascara off your cheek and kissed your lips softly, briefly pausing before diving into a passionate make-out session.

“I love you more,” you whispered after he pull away but he embraced you, your sweaty bodies pressed against each other. He rested his head on your shoulder, his fingers entwined in your hair.

“Impossible,” he murmured softly before pulling away to clean you up with a tissue, help you put your clothes back on, and then get dressed himself.

“Let’s get out of here,” you suggested, both of you eager to leave and head back to his place.

He took your hand and led you out of the men's bathroom before anyone could see. His thumb caressed your palm as he exited the cinema with you.

“I promise to buy another ticket... maybe tomorrow? Who knows, we might have another round,” he smirked, placing his hand on your hip instead of holding hands.

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xhoneygirlxx · 8 months

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because work has been kicking my ass and i'm a wh*re for virgin Eddie, here is this small little blurb as a treat :)

virgin!eddie x reader (reader and Eddie are both in their 20s)

rated r: smut, oral receiving, swearing, mentions of sex. (18+ minors GO AWAY)

You and Eddie sit on the small couch in his trailer living room, the blue glow from the tv highlighting him in the most beautiful way. The eerie music of Halloween plays through the tinny speakers, the soundtrack of your night. Although the metal head has watched this movie more than he can count, you can’t help but notice your best friend has become instantly tense the moment Lynda’s tits appear on screen.

Eddie’s virginity wasn’t a secret in your friendship, he’d constantly asked you for advice on how to please his partner when the day finally came, but watching him squirm in his seat at glimpse of bare tits makes your heart melt. To be completely honest you had a crush on your bestie for as long as you can remember, to be fair who wouldn’t? You’ve thought about him a few times when your hands were in between your legs, fingers pumping in and out of your sopping cunt.

You’ve thought about offering taking Eddie’s virginity but you would hate to take something so special from him especially when it should be with someone he loves. So you kept your offer to yourself, helped him with any advice he’d asked, and remained supportive in his search of a partner.

The continuous bounce of Eddie’s knee pulls your attention from the screen, too entertained by his constant fidgeting. The scene that got him so riled up as now ended with the pretty blonde being killed but his growing length beneath his jeans continues to strain against the unforgiving material.

Even though it’s selfish and you’re dying to know what he hides beneath his pants, you give in and ask him the one thing you’ve been dying to ever since the two of you turned eighteen.

“Eds, are you good?” Leaning forward, you curl your legs underneath your bum.

His head snaps towards you, eyes bugged out and cheeks flushed. “M-me? Yeah I’m fine, m’good.”

Eddie nods his head slowly, not only trying to convince you of his words but also himself. Your face falls, mouth pulling into a straight line clearly unamused by his horrible acting.

“Okay let’s try this again but this time tell me the truth,” You say sternly, “are you good?”

Letting his head fall to the back of the couch, Eddie closed his eyes and lets out a harsh breath. “I’m just, the movie it’s,”

The nervousness in his voice won’t let him finish his sentence, every thought in his brain melting together in a bowl of mumbo jumbo.

Placing your hand on his thigh, a little higher than usual, you look up at him from under your lashes. “Her tits got you all hot and bothered, is that it?”

Snapping his eyes open down at you, he stares at you as you spoke in a completely different language. Having too much fun with his blush intensifying, you lean forward just a bit more putting your cleavage on display.

“It hurts, huh? Feels like you’re gonna burst at any moment.” Your voice is sweet like sugar, dripping with an intoxicating amount of intensity that Eddie’s never heard.

His hands that sit by his sides clench and unclench, jitters pouring through him at an alarming rate. Too dumb to speak he nods, curls bouncing with every motion.

“Awe baby, s’okay,” you coo as you hook your legs over his thighs, “if you want I can make it all better. Want me to kiss it better?”

Eddie stares at you unblinkingly, mouth parted slightly in awe. Again he nods but this time you tsk at him, shaking your head back and forth in disapproval.

“I asked you a question, honey, I need your words. Do you want me to make it better?” You pout your lips at him and he swallows harshly.

“Please make it better, hurts s’bad.” He slurs, already drunk off your touch without even really feeling it just yet.

“Such a good boy begging me so nicely.”

Slowly you move forward, capturing his soft lips into a needy kiss. Despite being a virgin Eddie does a good job kissing you, not going overboard with too much tongue or sloppy movements.

Taking a chance and wanting to take care of the growing pulse that grows in between your thighs, you begin to rock hesitantly over his hard length. The intense spark you feel jolting through your veins is verbalized with the wanton moan that rips from Eddie’s throat and vibrates into your mouth.

Picking up your momentum you can’t help but roll your eyes into the back of your head, the rough material of his jeans adding extra intensity to your pulsing bundle of nerves. Eddie isn't any better, his face is flushed red, bangs sticking to his forehead due to the amount of sweat that beads from his hairline, and his chest rattles from all the moaning sobs that leave his open mouth.

Opening your eyes you can't help but snort at Eddie's awkward hand placement. They hang in the air, itching to grasp at something but too nervous to give into the temptation.

Letting your hips come to a complete stop, you gently cup his cheeks in the palm of your hand. Hazy eyes open and look right at you, a thousand tiny specks of glitter shimmer in the big brown pools, sweeping you right into his vortex.

"Eddie honey, do you want to touch me?" Despite the dryness that lingers in your mouth, your words drip and saturate the boy beneath you in love and care.

"If that's okay with you, I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything. So like if you don't want me to I won't-" You stop his rambles with a quick kiss to his lips.

Pulling away with a small giggle you look at him the same way he's looking at you, disgustingly in awe.

"I want you to touch me, Eddie. Bet your hands would feel so nice on me, so big and strong."

With the thought of it makes your underwear even wetter, so wet that you know when you get off his lap there will be a big wet stain. Not wanting to wait any longer you pull your shirt over your head, revealing the pretty white lace bra that holds your breast into place.

Eddie looks something like a fish, opening and closing his mouth with unspoken words that get caught in his throat. Although it's funny watching your best friend so speechless, you can't help but adore his childlike wonder.

Gripping his wrists in your hand and pull them towards you placing them on your tits, squeezing his fingers around the doughy flesh causing you to hiss in satisfaction.

"F-fuck you're so hot." It's breathless when it comes out.

Eddie follows your lead, fondling your round breasts in the palms of his big hands. The feeling of his grip causes you to resume your motions, grinding harder on his lap trying to relieve the hammering thump in between your legs.

You remember in the fog of your lust that this wasn't about you, it was in fact about your best friend who is currently trying to hold himself together.

Again you stop your movements, pulling his hands from your lace covered chest, and move from his lap.

"W-wait, what's- what are you doing?" Eddie is more than frantic, he's completely distraught with the absence of your weight on his legs.

Pinching his cheek sweetly, you push his legs apart to create enough room for yourself. Sinking to your knees, you move into the space you've created for yourself.

"I'm doing what I said I was going to do, I'm going to kiss it better." You drag your nails up his jean covered thighs, gazing up at him with doe eyes acting as if you aren't making one of his dreams come true.

"Yeah yeah, fuck okay." Babbling like an idiot, Eddie stares at you completely shocked as if you didn't promise this to him earlier.

Raising your eyebrows at him, you wait for him to catch on to what you're waiting for. It doesn't hit him until you clear your throat and point at the handcuff belt that hold his jeans in place.

"Oh shit, right. Let me just get these off." Going as fast as his shaking hands will allow him, he goes to undo his belt and push his pants just below his balls.

His cock bounces from their confines, hitting his tee shirt covered navel with a small thud. You can't help but gawk at the sight of him. Eddie's packing more than you ever imagined, long and thick with a prominent vein running along the underside. The tip is a pretty pink shade that shines from the pearls of precum that dripples from the slit.

Your mouth fills with saliva just from the sight alone. The dark brown thatch of curls that sit at the base match the hair on his heavy balls. You weren't someone who found genitalia appetizing but man oh man was did your best friend's look good enough to eat.

The small silence that settled between you two has clearly made Eddie anxious. His chocolate brown eyes look anywhere but you and the thick chunky rings that sit on his fingers have become his clear fascination, twisting them around and around his thick digits.

Not wanting him to sit with his thoughts any longer, you lean up enough to capture his kiss bitten lips in a passionate kiss. This time it's all teeth and tongue, spit swapping between the two of you.

When you both pull away you wish you could continue kissing him, fuck the oxygen that you need all you want is Eddie.

Sitting back down on your knees, you let spit dripple down onto his stiff shaft. Clasping your hand around him you begin to jerk him off slowly, not wanting the moment to be over fast.

Eddie on the other hand is fighting for his life, lip pulled between his teeth and his eyebrows pinching together. You drink it up like a plant in the middle of a drought.

"You're s'pretty, Eds and your cock, fuck it's so pretty too." You coo, to prove your point you press kisses up and down his length.

"Mmm s-shit, your ha- your hand feels so good." Eddie's voice is completely strained, his jugular vein pocking out every once and a while.

It doesn't take a rocket scientist to know that Eddie's nearing the end, the shaking and tensing of his thighs a clear sign. Wanting him to experience it all, you envelope the tip of his cock into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it and licking along the slit to collect the salty bead of pre that beads out of it.

Moving your mouth lower, you take him halfway into your mouth and allow your hand to jerk off whatever you can't take. The hand that braces itself on his thigh snakes its way to the heavy sack that sits just below his cock, kneading it in the palm of your hand gently.

Without needing instruction Eddie's hand finds it's way to your head, gripping your hair at the scalp and pulling out it with vigor. The pain and arousal that sparks within you causes you to moan around him, making him sob out in ecstasy.

"F-uh, oh don't stop I'm gonna- shit I'm gonna cum!"

Moving your head as fast as you can, you move to the tip to avoid chocking on the salty release. Still pumping your hand up and down on his cock you collect his warm seed in your mouth, letting it pool on your tongue.

Above you Eddie is a screaming mess, blabbing nonsense and groaning loudly. To no one's surprise Eddie cums and he cums a lot, so much so that it starts to dripple out the sides of your mouth with the string of your spit.

Once his breath returns to his lungs and his grip loosens on your hair, you let him fall out of your mouth with a lewd pop. When your eyes make eye contact with his own, you open your mouth to show him the pearly white of his release that sits on your pink tongue. Closing your mouth and swallowing it with a loud hum, you open your eyes to see Eddie completely gobsmack.

"Jesus sweetheart, you can't do shit like that unless you want me to get hard again." He says with an airy laugh.

You take his words as a threat, one that you'd be stupid not to take with the way your pussy flutters in need.

"Who said I was done, Munson?"

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athena-writes-i-guess · 2 years

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Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Prompt: “I didn’t think you would.”

A/N: Here, have a little friends to lovers in this trying time. Hope y’all like this little cute thing I wrote!

“Kiss?” Eddie asked, his plush lips in a full pout as he turned his begging eyes on to you.

You were making dinner for the two of you in the Munson trailer, just a simple box of Kraft Mac and Cheese but Eddie had been making it difficult. Not that you minded too much. He seemed to be starved for attention in some way and you were happy to give that to him.

You laughed lightly as you paused what you were doing to capture his lips in a sweet, chaste, kiss before pulling back and giggling at the dazed look on his face. “What? Didn’t think I’d do it?” You teased as you went back to tending to the noodles.

“I-um- no. I didn’t think you would.” He said, surprised.

You had been Eddie’s best friend since you practically were born, your dads had been friends before they both passed away so you two grew up together. You had been Eddie’s first crush, and little did he know that he had been your first too. But you both had been too scared to do anything about it.

Eddie flirted, you weren’t sure it was even intentional most of the time, but you knew that’s just how he was, how he’d always been with you. You never thought more about it. He was affectionate, to the point that your friends made comments about it. He would hold your hand, hold you tight when you would hug, even kiss you on the cheek if you’d let him. That’s actually what he expected you to do now when he asked for one.

“Well,” you paused, taking an encouraging breath as you looked into those big brown eyes you adored, “I’ve always wanted to, so I took my shot.” You flushed.

Eddie felt his eyebrows raise in surprise as he took in the shy smile that graced your features. He felt his heart speed up and his palms get sweaty. Was this actually happening? He wanted to pinch himself to make sure he was actually awake and this wasn’t another one of his dreams.

The metalhead reached out tentatively, his hands practically shaking as he placed them experimentally on your waist. You watched the anxiety written on his face as he looked at the new contact. You gently pushed his hair out of his face before cupping his cheeks in your hands.

“Do you want to kiss me Eddie?” You whispered, searching those orbs again as they shot up to lock with yours “‘Cause I want to kiss you again.”

You were sure you heard him gulp before nodding his head quickly. You barely had time to comprehend his agreement before his lips were on yours.

Hungry. Excited. Almost desperate. Those were the words you would use to describe the way he kissed you. It was like he had been waiting for this his whole life and he wasn’t going to let the moment pass without kissing you silly.

You pulled away to catch your breath with Eddie’s lips chasing yours. You giggled breathlessly as he kissed whatever part of you he could; your cheek, your jaw, your neck. “I’ve been in love with you since we were 12. It’s always been you.” He said into your skin.

You felt your heart speed up even quicker as you took in his words. “Me too, Eds. You’re all I’ve ever wanted.”

You heard Eddie groan into your neck as his arms wrapped around your waist, keeping you close to him. “We’ve wasted so much time!” He practically laughed.

“Well, let’s not waste anymore huh?” You suggested. Eddie perked his head up and rested his forehead against yours.

“Be mine sweetheart? Please?” He asked softly, almost afraid you’d say no.

“Always have been.” You beamed, pulling him into smiley kiss, both of you content to ignore the noodles cooking on the stove as you lost yourselves in each other.

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mywrittings · 2 years

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whiny / eddie munson

𝓈𝓊𝓂𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓎: It was a ritual that after Eddie's gig you would come and stay at his place. After certain persistent questions from you, you found out that Eddie is a virgin and take his virginity.

𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉: 4.6k+

𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: 18+ ONLY! kissing, handjob, blowjob, cum eating, grinding, pussy eating, unprotected sex... (Eddie is a very shy and whiny boy when you fuck him)

a/n: Oh boy. The amount of s m u t scenarios I have for this man... In my other ones I wrote how he's saying to you all of these dirty things and how good he yk... but I think it's time for a whiny Eddie Munson version of a story. I really hope you enjoy this one. ALSO I have uploaded this story yesterday but it's not showing up in tags? So I'm giving it another go.

Eddie’s band had yet another small gig and you were backstage, watching him perform. You had gotten so used to this so-called ‘rockstar life’ even though both of you were still in high school. But his band had stuck together since being in middle school and as of right now they were the most popular band in Hawkins.

That is also the way you met him. You heard how there’s this band playing that would usually only get a handful of people; mostly drunks. So your curiosity got the best of you and you went to see them. What they said about the crowd was right but the music, vocals, lyrics… now that was something that they didn’t tell you.

You stayed for the whole show and Eddie at the end came up to you, thanking you for coming before realizing you’re actually going to the same highschool. Ever since that day you kept attending their gigs and actually thanks to you for spreading the word, more and more people would come. That’s how you two became friends and Eddie has been thankful to you since day one.

He’d always take you with him, you’d stay backstage and sometimes hop in the crowd to take a photo, capturing all memorable moments. It was fun being his friend but also getting to see him live out his dream. He belonged on that stage, he was made for it. That was clashing with school a lot of times but you’d help him and by your help, he’d pass the tests.

As soon as he bows one final time to the audience and returns backstage, he says, "My place?"

‘’You bet,’’ you reply, hugging him.

‘’Let me just get my stuff.’’ he says as he rushes by you into one of the rooms where he kept his belongings.

Once he got ready you both headed to his car where you drove to his trailer. It was sort of a ritual for you to come and hang out at his place when the concert finished. Either way, you’d hang out but there hasn’t been a day that you wouldn’t crash in his bed after his band had performed. Eddie would boast about how amazing it felt to sing in front of such a large crowd. Each time they’d put up a date for their gig more and more people would come. You’d talk about things like that or watch him come up with new lyrics for a song.

‘’I think tonight we should watch a movie,’’ Eddie suggests as he unlocks the door to his trailer ‘’you deserve a night without me rambling about tonight.’’ he turns his head to you and laughs

‘’No what? Eddie, I love hearing you talk about your dreams.’’ you object as he opens the door, letting you go in first.

‘’As I said you are my favorite person.’’ you hear him say behind you

His uncle wasn’t home which wasn’t unusual. Eddie had the trailer all to himself most of the time and thanks to you it was always clean. It’s not like he wasn’t tidy, it's just that sometimes in the rush, the place turns into something that you can’t find the word to.

Eddie places his guitar back on the wall in his room and joins you on the couch, where you had already prepared two cans of beer and some random snacks you had found.

‘’Is there just two beers? That’s impossible.’’ he gasps as he sees the table and walks over to the fridge. As soon as he opens it his eyes twinkle and you roll your eyes, grabbing at the tv remote.

‘’Did you see the girls in the crowd today? They were going crazy over you.’’ the crowd tonight was probably the craziest yet. The girls were screaming Eddie’s name over and over again for him to notice them and the things they were yelling were… let’s just say interesting. But you didn’t blame them one bit, Eddie was a handsome fucking guy. He looked like a rockstar in every aspect.

‘’Oh, well I’m glad they enjoy my music.’’ he humbly says as he grabs the rest of the beers before coming back to you on the sofa.

‘’I don’t think that was the only reason they were going wild.’’ you reach for the can and open it while shifting your eyes to him. Eddie looks to you and sees you pointing to him, which causes him to point to himself as well. He raises his eyebrows, very much confused at first.

‘’B-because of me? Oh please Y/n.’’ he motions with his hand that you were speaking nonsense and snatches the remote out of your hand.

‘’Stop it, Eddie. I’m surprised you haven’t ditched me yet and brought one of them home.’’

‘’Why would I do that?’’ he doesn’t take his eyes off the tv while you turn your full body to him, leaning one of your arms on the sofa and scooting up more.

‘’To have sex with them?’’ a few seconds before that he had opened up the beer and went to take a sip but as soon as you said that he bursts and almost chokes on the drink.

‘’Are you crazy? I’m not playing in a band to have sex with girls.’’ luckily the beer only got a bit on his jeans the rest of it was spilled on the floor.

‘’Well yes but you never thought one of them was super sexy you just had to fuck her?’’ you poke again, seeing a napkin on the table and you pass it to him.

‘’No.’’ he shortly replies, as he��s wiping the spilled beer.

‘’You’re lying. I think you had one here the other day.’’ you take a sip of the beer before setting it down on the table as Eddie whips his head and raises his eyebrow.

You were with him probably 99% of the time, in school and outside of it of course but still there could be that 1% of which he doesn’t tell you where he goes or rather who visits his trailer.

‘’What? You always come with me after the show, I think you would’ve seen her then.’’ he gawks, his voice was taut almost as if he was nervous.

‘’Not after the show but the next day maybe.’’ now you were sitting with your legs crossed as well as your arms, observing him.

‘’Oh god Y/n. No, I did not fuck any girls and also how would I fuck a girl when I have never fucked a girl.’’

‘’Bullshit, Eddie I’ve seen the stains on your bed.’’ which was an utter shock to you but you didn’t even ask him about it at that time.

‘’Those were mine.’’ he quietly says and buries his head in his hands. You begin laughing because he clearly had forgotten you had seen that but once you quit laughing you ask ‘’So you like jerking off?’’ Eddie doesn’t take his hands off of his face and just mumbles something back.

‘’I can’t hear you.’’ you lean forward to where his face was, you knew he was burning up by now.

‘’Yes, I do! Is that what you wanted to hear huh? Also yes, I have never fucked a girl, never put my dick in a pussy before, only got my dick sucked once at it was horrible!’’ he yells as he finally takes his hands off ‘’So there, happy now?’’ he was heavily breathing once all of that came out of him and you just stared at him.

‘’Okay relax geez, I was just curious because we’ve never talked about things like that yet.’’

Eddie squints his eyes and takes a big gulp out of the beer before he smashes it and throws it somewhere on the floor. It got quiet for a second only the soft sound of the tv playing in the background but even that wasn’t helping.

‘’What do you mean it was horrible?’’ you ask because you were curious.

‘’Well when she was doing it, sometime after I sensed her teeth and I just pushed her away and left.’’ he explains, looking at you and before you know it both of you were laughing loudly.

‘’Oh my god Eddie! You pushed her away?’’ your hand flies to your mouth as you gasped, Eddie was holding at his stomach nodding profusely.

‘’Yeah, I didn’t know what to do. I felt bad for telling her that I was in pain and also I thought that maybe she’d ask me to fuck her which I didn’t want, so I just bolted out.’’

Your laugh suddenly quiets down, your sight was set on Eddie and your mind was consumed with certain thoughts. You bite your tongue at the end as it was in between your teeth before licking your lips. Eddie sees that you weren’t saying anything and waves his hand in front of your face.

‘’Hello? Are you okay?’’ he keeps waving his hand until you grab it and put it underneath your shirt on your breast.

Eddie’s eyes widen, he swallows harshly once you gripped your hand on top of his, signaling for him to do the same.

‘’What are you…’’ he was astounded as you continued squeezing both of your hands. Then you gradually moved to the other one, doing the same thing.

‘’If you want me to stop, just tell me.’’ you whisper but Eddie doesn’t respond. Suddenly you feel him grab your breast, gently kneading it. His other hand joins it, attaching it to the other tit as you let go, letting him do it on its own.

He was avoiding your eye contact, focused on his movements. His touch was pleasant, his many rings coming in contact with your flesh every now and then. The bra was in the way because you couldn’t fully feel him but his touch was irresistible anyways.

You shift closer to him, placing your hand on his thigh, rubbing it up and down. Eddie fidgets and you sense his hands shaking, once you add more friction and get dangerously close to his crotch. Untying his belt and pulling down his zipper, you place the palm of your hand on top of his cock; which was already tense.

‘’Holy shit.’’ he grunts as you palm him through his underwear a few times and after you take each of his hands and place them by his sides, before lightly pushing his chest, leaning him back.

‘’Eddie, I can show you how to properly fuck a girl,’’ you whip your t-shirt over your head, leaving you now only in your bra ‘’and how you should’ve gotten your cock sucked.’’ you unclasp your bra, throwing both on the floor.

His eyes shift to your exposed tits, a flush of red appearing on his cheeks as you come closer, lifting his chin up. He at last looks you in the eyes and you gently caress his chin, while pressing your lips against his but not kissing him yet. Your right hand dips back down, on top of his cock, gently dragging your nails across the length.

‘’I can stop if you want. ’’ you say against his lips and hear him gulp loudly

‘’N-no don’t stop.’’ he whispers and your hand sneaks in his underwear, making him throw his head back on the couch. He was so sensitive, every tiny small move you made, made him jerk in his place.

You take your hair out of your way before attaching your lips on his neck. You kiss and nibble at his skin, causing him to moan. Then you take your lips off, as you begin ascending to your knees on the floor but pushing him closer to you. You grab at his pants and boxers, pulling them both down at the same time.

Your pupils dilate once you see the size of his cock. It was long and thick, making you bite your lip. Dragging your hands up his thigh until one remained there, the other one grabbing him and begin jerking him. He spreads his arms out, as you see his Adam apple bob when he feels your touch.

‘’Did she do this?’’ you question as you move your head closer, leaning over. You begin pecking the tip of his cock, slowly going all the way down to his balls.

‘’N-no…’’ he whines as you lick his pink tip now, doing the same when you were kissing him

‘’And this?’’ you partially open up your mouth and suck the head of his cock. You didn’t fully take it in your mouth but just teased at the top.

‘’Shit…no she didn’t…’’ he was whimpering, as you hungirly kept the tip in before you pushed your head down; he tasted so good.

Hollowing your cheeks, you begin going back up and down again. You could taste his precum and coated his cock with it and your saliva. He was twitching, so sensitive as you were giving him a proper blowjob. Eddie was barely able to say anything, he was a mess. Whimpering and moaning, causing your pussy to throb.

‘’Look at me.’’ you say and once he begins watching you suck him off you chuckle ‘’Such a good boy.’’

Your hand joins your mouth and you start pumping him, while running the tip of your tongue in various directions just at his tip again. Then you spit as it trickles down not before you catch it with your tongue and spread it all over the size of his cock. You turn your head sideways and run just your lips across, as your hand now was by his balls. Cupping each in your hand, you gently tug and massage them, before giving them some love with your tongue as well.

‘’Fuck fuck fuck…I’m so close…’’ he croaks

‘’Cum for me then.’’ you tell him as you meet his eyes again

‘’What like in your mouth?’’ he asks and you nod ‘’You sure?’’ and you nod again, while still bobbing up and down. Eddie grabs your hair which was surprising because you didn’t think he would do something like that as he pumps a load in your mouth. He couldn’t stop pushing you down as you kept moving and you tasted how warm and salty his cum was.

‘’Shit, you feel too good.’’ he praised you and suddenly he wasn’t that shy Eddie you knew of.

As you take your mouth off, his cock plops out and you extend your tongue out, showing him his cum. He goes in to say something but when you swallow it, he bites on his finger, grunting loudly.

‘’Fuck, you’re hot.’’ he was still trying to recover from exploding a big load, when you already stood up on your feet, taking your skirt off. For your panties you turn around and bend down, as you hear Eddie gasp in the back.

You turn back and bend your knees, as you get up on the couch his legs now in between yours. His cock was still underneath you, cum all over and you grab a tissue, cleaning him off. Eddie was still huffing, he still wasn’t able to come to his senses. You could tell he suddenly got shy and you wanted to make him feel like he didn’t have to be so you leaned in and pecked him on his cheek.

‘’You can trust me Eddie. You don’t need to be shy around me.’’ you reassure him as you finish up cleaning.

Afterwards you place both of your hands to the sides of his face. Both of your thumbs began caressing underneath his eyes ‘’Eddie, do you trust me?’’ you ask, when you feel his hands by the sides of your stomach. His eyes were a lot different now, they were soft but he was yearning for you.

‘’Y-yeah.’’ he lightly squeezes your sides as you sway closer to his face.

‘’Can you kiss me?’’ you whisper and Eddie nods.

He kissed you first and the kiss was full of greed. The way he moved his lips against yours was impeccable. You could say you have never been kissed this good by someone. The rest of the guys you kissed would jam their tongue in your mouth and not even kiss your lips but eat your entire face. Not Eddie. He took his time when he was kissing you. His lips were damp, full of flavor as you kissed him back. It was such an erotic moment, he was practiclly fucking you with his mouth when he slipped in his tongue. But again he wasn’t harsh, he was slow and savored each kiss.

‘’Do you want to touch my pussy?’’ you ask as he hums and as you are about to reach for his hand he places it directly on your pussy by himself.

‘’Shit,’’ he mumbles ‘’you’re wet.’’

‘’Mmm, m’ wet because of you Eddie.’’ you could feel his fingers playing around in circles around your pussy and even if it was just a light touch, it was so hard not to whimper his name.

‘’Is this good? Should I do something else?’’

‘’It’s perfect.’’ you incoherently say, as you bury his head in the crook of your neck. As your hands were wrapped around his head, your breathing hitched when you sensed his fingers rapidly rubbing in the center of your pussy.

His lips were nipping at your neck, still very steadily. It was all so overwhelming and you found it difficult to not just sink yourself on his cock but you knew he still needed some time to get hard again. His lips then began shifting downwards to your breasts. You feel him look up and see him give attention to both of your nipples while still touching your pussy. He then stops for a short second, before licking around your breasts, followed by a kiss to your lips.

‘’Does it feel good?’’ he rasps against your lips as you move the hair out of your face before collapsing your lips back onto his

At that moment you moved away and pushed him so that he was now laying on the sofa, his head slightly lifted against the handle of it. He was still wearing his shirt so you signal for him to take it off. Once it flies down to the floor you splay your hands along his chest, his chest that was full of tattoos. You lower yourself and begin kissing each one, Eddie’s hands go to the back of his head as you lightly peck one by one.

Then you nuzzle yourself on his cock against the length and begin moving. All he could do is watch you because the way you pushed your hips, caused him to bite hard on his lip, grunting ‘fuck fuck fuck’ over and over again. Your soaked folds were covering his cock, your stomach was buzzing with excitement when you’d see him whimper. Your hands would go up and down his chest, noticing his skin prune up from your grinding and touching.

Leaning forward you kiss his lips again ‘’Grab my ass.’’ as you instruct him and he grasps your ass cheeks, spreading them and tightly squeezing them. Both of your chests were sweaty, touching one another, your breasts slickly sliding up and down.

‘’Are you getting hard again? Oh such a good boy.’’ his cock was hardening below you because you were not done with him. You wanted to show him how good it feels to have someone’s pussy around his cock, how it feels when it clenches around and senses every bit of it.

In that same position you look down, taking his cock and wavering it around the entrance. It was good enough to have him whine again. He was so needy and desperate waiting for you to do something.

You raise your ass a bit, gaining access to your pussy and you place his cock in, aiding it as you watch it disappear into you. Eddie takes a sharp breath in once he feels the warmth of your pussy around him.

‘’S-shit… your pussy, fuck.’’ he digs his fingers into your flesh, once you fully have his cock inside of you. Your pussy was squelching once you began fucking him. The momentum was slow, calm. You knew that if you moved any faster he’d cum in you and you wanted for him to enjoy the pleasures of getting fucked like this.

‘’I want you closer.’’ you whisper seductively, making Eddie sit up and you straddle him. He automatically placed his hands back to your ass, yours were by his shoulders. Eddie wasn’t able to keep up with the things you were doing and that showed in the sounds he was making. But you loved it. Seeing him practically cry out for your touch was fulfilling.

‘’Y-your pussy is so… t-tight…’’

‘’I can make it even tighter if you want.’’ you quietly said and didn’t even give him time to think before you squeezed your pussy and it drove him mad. He lets out a loud whine, causing you to repeat the action and Eddie loses it. His chest was rising and falling so fast that you thought he was going to burst. But of course you weren’t done yet.

As you stop moving Eddie throws his head back and you lift yourself up, his cock hitting his stomach when you take it out of your pussy. You pull him down, his head laying flat on the sofa and he was puzzled for a moment. But then you come up and place your pussy directly in front of his face.

‘’Oh god Y/n… I don’t know how…’’ he begins but you lower yourself, feeling him mumble something against your pussy.

‘’Eddie don’t think about it, just use your tongue like you used it on my tits.’’

That’s when you feel his tongue lick a flat strip along your pussy. His face was smeared already only from that one lick because of how soaked you were. ‘’M’m like this?’’ he mumbles against your pussy and you add friction, meaning you begin riding his face.

‘’Use your tongue Eddie,’’ you grab a chunk of his hair once he only did the work with his mouth ‘’good boy.’’ you wanted to praise him, tell him what he was doing was right, he was your good little shy boy. You were holding yourself to the edge of that couch, scratching at the fabric when he found that spot. It was difficult to hold back your orgasm so you pulled away from him and tenderly kissed his lips.

Switching the position once again you had him turn to his side as you did the same. He was behind you and you lifted your leg up, grabbing his cock and without any waiting put it inside of you. There were so many positions you wanted to do with him but you wanted to reward him. Instead of you moving, Eddie began slowly thrusting into you as you told him. You search for his hand and guide it to your pussy.

‘’Play with my pussy like this.’’ you show him how to circle his fingers on the top of your pussy. Eddie obeys and begins moving only the tabs in smaller and larger circles. As you look back you see him lustfully gaze at you and you couldn’t help yourself but to kiss his lips.

‘’Y/n… I… I’m s-sorry but I don’t think I’ll l-last much longer.’’ he was shaking, being in this position for the first time but he still knew how to curve his cock inside, your stomach interrupting with pools of fire.

‘’That’s okay baby. You’ve been a good boy, I think you deserve to cum.’’ you softly moan, yourself also feeling the build up growing stronger as he was smacking his cock, balls deep in you.

‘’A-are you gonna cum too? I don’t want to, if you’re not close yet.’’ he nervously whimpers and in that moment you move away from and have him sit just like before only this time he had his back against the sofa as you sink back on his cock.

‘’You think I’m not close?’’ you ask as you place his hands on your hips, yours around his face.

‘’Y-yeah I mean,’’ he shuts his eyes once you slow down the movement ‘’I hope my cock is making you feel g-good.’’ he opens his eyes and you smash your lips onto kiss, devouring him with your tongue.

‘’Eddie, your dick is the best dick I’ve ever had.’’ he shockingly looked at you and as he was about to say something you picked up the tempo and started bouncing on him again.

‘’S-shit you’re so pretty f-fuck…’’ he whines and feel his cock twitch inside. That’s when you ghost your lips over his right ear and in a quiet voice say ‘’Cum for me.’’

‘’Inside of y-you?’’

‘’Yes baby.’’

Your pussy was aching, eagerly waiting for him to let his cum burst inside of you and once you felt him flex up you let go and your entire self was shivering. His cum infused your pussy as he whined your name, feeling you contracting your walls around his cock. His sweaty forehead was pressed against your chest as you held him in place, while still mounting him.

Once you took a moment to collect yourselves, you took his cock out and watched his cum trail out of you. Eddie peers his eyes down at the mess mumbling ‘shit’, surprised at the amount of cum.

You could tell he was ruined, tired from everything that just took place. Lightly pecking his lips before you stood up and went to the bathroom, where you found two towels. You fastly cleaned yourself before coming out and helping him as well. You gently rubbed it around on his cock as he just sat there, still trying to come to his senses.

His fingers brush at your chin as you wipe the remaining last bit of cum and notice him shyly smiling at you.

‘’You feeling okay?’’ you ask and see him nod back.

‘’Y-yeah um… didn’t know a pussy feels this good,’’ he lightly chuckles ‘’How about you? Did I do well?’’

You placed the towel on the table and gently kissed his lips. This time the kiss was so intimate, he didn’t care that his cock was still out, while you twisted your lips against his.

‘’Does that answer your question?’’

A moment of silence fell in the trailer, it was just you and Eddie now, laying together on the couch while your body was on top of his. Eddie only draped a blanket over whilst you were both still naked underneath.

‘’I’m so glad you were my first Y/n,’’ he starts off by breaking the silence ‘’even if we are just friends, I trust you so much that I would wanna keep doing this with you,’’ when he sees your eyes look up at him he immediately adds ‘’I mean you know so that you could teach me more.’’

‘’Eddie, I’ll gladly fuck you over and over again, I don’t think I even need to teach you I mean you did so well tonight. However, now that I’m thinking, I don’t want you using all of these positions and techniques on other girls.’’

‘’Oh yeah, why’s that?’’ he asks, softly moving your hair out of the way.

‘’Because I don’t want you to fuck anyone else other than me.’’ you answer him and he whispers

‘’I don’t want to fuck anyone else other than you.’’

#stranger things imagine #stranger things imagines #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson imagines #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fic

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The morning after

Pairing: Eddie Munson x bestfriend!reader

Warnings: fem!reader, mentions of alcohol and weed, slight angst, part one part two this is part three part four part five

eddie breathed deep, attempting to mask his frustration. you were cross-faded, you didnt know what you were saying.

"nothings happening chrissy, its alright."

he grabbed the sides of your arms, and hushed.

"we will talk about this later. im driving you home, okay?"

you whined as he grabbed your hand and dragged you out of the trailer. he put you in the shotgun seat and started up his van. you pouted,

"dunno why youre takin me home. I'm completely fine, i just said what ev'ryones thinkin'."

he didnt reply, but you could see him biting the inside of his lip. when he got to your driveway, he made a note to watch you until you got to your door, then drove away.

"fuck him anyway," you mumbled, stumbling up to your bedroom. you kicked off your shoes, and huffed as you sat down at your vanity. You looked at yourself in the mirror.. suddenly ashamed. Your eyes were bloodshot, and your skin was paler than normal. You looked horrible, all of your drunken arrogance suddenly washing away.

your eyes roamed to the corner of your mirror, landing on a picture of you and eddie as babies, another picture of him and you at a playground right under it.

you chuckled, remembering each moment captured, then you saw a picture of you and eddie at junior prom. You told him you didnt have anyone to go with, and he opted to go with you. You knew he didnt view it as romantic, but it was incredibly sweet, like he always was. You also got him to wear a suit, which was a feat on its own. on the day of, him and your mom waited outside your room for you to reveal your dress. when eddie had layed his eyes on you, you swore you could see his breathing stop for a moment.

Oh god.

you just ruined your friendship, hadnt you?

you had drunkenly told him you loved him, and basically to go fuck off and get with your other best-friend, without you in the picture. He was probably back at his trailer again with chrissy, and had most likely already forgotten about you. he was becoming more and more distant with you ever since getting closer with chrissy, and this was probably his last straw.

you thought about every important memory with him, wondering how many more you could have made if you hadnt blown up at him. tears well up in your eyes, and you couldnt hold it together anymore. maybe it was because you were an emotional drunk, but you felt like everything was your crashing down on you. you had been so mad at both of them when in reality, it was your fault since the beginning. Maybe eddie knew you liked him, and he became increasingly uncomfortable with you. It was your fault you couldnt get over your stupid crush.

the next morning, you woke up to your mother calling you and a blaringly shrill alarm. you half heartedly swat at it, aiming at it until you eventually turned it off.

you groaned, head pulsing and aching. a few minutes passed, and when you hadnt responded to your mother she walked up to your room to go check on you.

"are you alright sweetie?" she said, a concerned look on her face.

"ugh… m'sorry mom i just.. My head is absolutely killing me." you say, rubbing your temples and wincing.

she sits on your bed and puts her hand on your knee, "m'sorry y/n. d'ya think you might just need a break? Youve been going through so much with Ed's and your friend chris. i can see why it might be too much for you."

you stutter, "y-yeah…. its just because im stressed. because of the situation. tension headache, y'kno?" you laugh nervously, "do you think i could stay home from school today?"

you pause, and put up some sickly puppy-dog eyes, pushing out a quivering lip.

"well… just for today," she smiles at you, patting your knee and standing up, "but dont think you can get into a habit of it young lady."

you smile, attemping to look as sick as possible to really sell your need to be bedridden. your eyes were half lidded, and you croaked out a measly, 'Thanks mom,' as she slowly shut the door behind you.

after taking a wicked hour power nap, your mom gently shooke you awake, bringing you some lunch.

"hey hon, brought you a sandwhich. y'feel up to sitting at the table with me?"

you nod, eyes following the food she brought you as she led you to the kitchen table. after you sat down, you practically inhaled it. Your mom chuckled, bringing her sandwich to the table as-well.

"so, i noticed eddie hadnt come to pick you up today, are you two alright? Y'know, i get you said he was being distant but i know he still cared. if you two faught i really hope you can make it up with eachother. Especially if its over some stupid girl."

you bit the inside of your cheek and held back. you could feel tears attempting to swell in your eyes and you didnt want to make it a big deal to your mom, especially since youd have to tell her what happened last night.

"hey, chris isnt stupid ma," you chuckle, muffling your wavering voice by taking a bite of your sandwich.

what if he didnt care about you anymore? He didnt pick you up today, and he always has, ever since he got his van-

just as you were about to spiral deeper into your thoughts, the phone rang.

"ill get it mom," you said, walking towards your wall phone and pressing it to your ear.

"yeah?"

"Y/N! youre alive!"

it was dustin. you grinned.

"we've all been so worried about you, Lucas was going to bike to your house to check up on you, Mike told him that was a stupid idea because he was still at school, and Eddie hasnt said anything, like. all day."

you stop, furrowing your brows.

"nothing? is he angry?"

"i dont think so. he just looks.. super deep in thought, but he said he was gonna skip the rest of his classes so he's probably already home right now. and its just weird for him to not talk, hes like the most talkative person i know. y'know?"

"yeah dustin.. i know. hey, tell ya what. I will try to be at school tomorrow alright? gotta make sure you guys dont get in to trouble. And tell Lucas that im not dead." you chuckle, relieved that eddie didnt seem mad at you.

dustin promised hed absolutely tell lucas that you died, and hung up. You sat back down at the table, giggling to yourself.

"whats got you all smiley suddenly?" you mom asked, smiling back at you.

"ah, just somethin dusty said ma'. Hey, do you think i might be able to take a walk?"

"oh course hun, to go where?," she inquired, getting up to go wash her plate.

"oh nothing. just.. takin' a walk.." you say, putting on a cardigan and slipping on your shoes. You made your way out of your house and down your porch steps, and began to walk towards eddies trailer.

As you made your way towards the trailer part, your smile faded and your stumach turned. Did he even want to talk to you? Would he even be home? Dustin mentioned he was skipping classes, but he honestly could have just been making some more deals.

You made it to his trailer, bringing your closed fist to the door. You inhaled, and knocked.

the door opened.

"Y/N?"

A/N: sorry if this ones kinda just filler ! cant have drama in every chapter skjfh, ntm i have my own thingies goin on in life rn so i cant rlly write too well rn sdjkfh, but i do hope you enjoy either way <3

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sapppy-cocktail · 2 years

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I Like You - Part 1

Sadie Sink x Reader

A/N: Sadie is the love of my life

Working in the acting industry is hard. But luckily you were a child the suffer brothers thought were perfect for a role in stranger things. You were part of the main group being introduced in season 1. You and millie were close since you were the only girls but you were still closer with the others. But being older than Millie and Noah meant you were closer and hung out more with Finn, Gaten and Caleb. Then Sadie came along joining the cast for the second season. Millie and I introduced ourselves first, trying to give a more friendlier approach than the boys. Sadie and I became close on set due to the amount of screen time our characters had together because they become best friends, both characters bonding over the same interests. We hung out both on set and off set, we began bullying Millie and Finn when we found out they needed to to kiss. Neither of them having had their first but once the twins found out what we’d been doing they changed a scene in the snowball scene which made Sadie anxious when she found out she had to kiss Caleb for the snowball scene.

She began panicking, pacing my trailer, telling me she’s never had her first kiss and now it’s gonna have to be in front of everyone. “Look Sades, it’s the same with Millie and Finn and if you’re so worried you can practise with someone or something. I don’t know. I think they say the arm is like the closet thing to the lips.” I say thinking back to the article I saw a while ago. “What? I’m not kissing my arm.” She says stopping to stare at me. “Look I bet there’s someone that’ll help you.” I say watching her take a step closer to me. “Will you do it?” She blurts out. Both our eyes widening as she realises what she said. “I didn’t meant that.” She said making me laugh as she panics even more. I stand up walking over to her holding her hands. “Look i don’t mind. If it gives you peace of mind then I am all for it.” I say watching some of the the panic disappear from her face. “Really?” She hesitates to ask before continuing. “If you don’t want you don’t have to.” She rambles. “Sadie. It’s fine.” I say pulling her towards the couch. “So I’ve never kissed anyone as well so like don’t blame me if it’s bad.” I say making her laugh and look down. “So I’m gonna put my hand here, okay?” I say placing a hand on her cheek, she nods making me continue. “Do you want me to stop?” I whisper as I lean closer to her, her lips parting as I look down at her lips. “No.” She says taking her eyes of my lips and looking up into my eyes. I look at her big blue eyes searching for any signal of her telling me if she doesn’t wanna do this. I look down at her lips before using my hand on her cheek to pull her to me. Me meeting her halfway. Her lips capture my bottom lip as our eyes shut. I pull away after a few seconds. Her eyes fluttering open, shock taking over her features. “How was it?” I ask unsurely as she stares at her hands in her lap before looking up at me. “I’m not sure, we should do it again.” She says after a few seconds, shaking away the shock on her face. A smile taking over features. We didn’t talk about the kiss again, we didn’t mention it to anyone, it was our little secret. Our relationship didn’t change since it was meant to be a kiss to help her nerves. After the kiss Sadie and I agreed we’d lie online, saying that her first kiss with Caleb and that I’ve never kissed anyone.

When filming was over we still talked. FaceTimed most days and did a ton of press together. When we came back to film season 3 and we did the table read we found out that my character had a crush on Max but Max was with Lucas. So an unrequited love story is what is being told to me from what the script, crew and my cast members were telling me. My character never did tell Max throughout the season though. Being too scared to reveal it. The only one who knows is Dustin. Who thought I liked Lucas, later realising it’s Max. That caused my character to go back to being number 1 best friends with Dustin after he found out her secret and ended up being part of the scoop troop. Somehow my character ended up being with Steve and Robin, in the chairs, being drugged and punched by the Russians. With bruised and bloody faces we end up escaping the Russians, somehow meeting the others in the mall. Max panicking when she sees my face. Pulling me into a store and wrapping it for me. The drugs that haven’t worn off yet cause me to compliment her and almost reveal something I wouldn’t want to have her know. Thankfully Dustin pulls me away before I did something stupid.

Flashback to Snowball Dance

I walk into the room scanning my surroundings and that’s when I see Dustin sitting alone. I walk over to him and stick a hand out. “Can I have this dance?” I ask as he wipes his tears before looking up at me. “Y/N?” He asks in shock as I smirk. “I though you weren’t coming.” He continues before taking my hand to help him up. “I wasn’t. But then I felt that my best friend needed me.” I say with a smile before looking up at his hair and smiling wider. “The hair looks really good.” I say complimenting him as he smiles widely. “Like these pearls?” He asks before purring making me drop my head in laughter. “But like I said my best friend needs me so here I am.” I say as he raises an eyebrow. “What about Max?” He asks making me confused. “What?” I ask tilting my head in confusion. “You replaced me with Max.” He says glancing at Max and Lucas making small talk on the dance floor. I look over and it makes me cringe at the thought of them together. I turn back to Dustin “I could never replace you dusty.” I say making him smile and let out laugh. “Time to dance.” I say pulling him towards the middle of the floor. “Hands on the waist.” I say guiding his hands to hold my waist before wrapping my arms around his neck. “Who’s will dancing with?“ I ask looking around for the small boy. “Some girl asked him to dance.” He says lookin in a direction making me follow his eyes to find will smiling widely at me and waving. In response I smile and give a little wave back. “I thought him and mike were gonna dance together and then you could dance with El.” I said making him knit his eyebrows together. “Is that why you didn’t come? So it wouldn’t be an un even number?” He asks making me nod. “Yeah, and a few other reasons.” I say. “Ohh looks like Mikes getting all action.” I say scoffing with a laugh following. “Looks like Lucas is too.” He says making me whip my head around. “Oh my god.” I whisper as I can’t take my eyes off them. Sorrow takes over my heart as I watch them pull away smiling widely. Unaware to me Dustin looks at me confused before following my eyes, he smirks and we stare at the couple for a few more seconds before turning around to face eachother. “You like Lucas.” He says scoffing making me cringe. “What? No dude gross. What, where did you even get that from?” I ask as I face the couple once more. “Jesus Christ.” He mumbles making me look back at him. “What?” I ask making him reply instantly. “Nothing.” He yells, his voice higher than usual. I raise an eyebrow but I don’t pry.

“Y/N.” Dustin says making me look at him. “Yeah?” I ask taking my eyes off Lucas and Max as Max stares at him spit the water back into the pouch. “You’re coming back to my place right?” He asks making me smiles. “Yeah of course, you’re back!” I say pulling him into a hug. Once everyone leaves and we arrive at his house he pulls me into his room. “Is everything okay?” I ask as he locks the door. “I want you to know that you can tell me anything.” He says making me confused. “Yeah I know.” I say hesitantly. “Y/N I care about you, you can tell me. Anything. I won’t judge, I don’t care.” He says making me nervous. “Dustin. What is this about?” I ask trying to swallow my nerves. He sighs taking a seat on his bed patting a place beside for me to take a seat. Reluctantly I walk over taking a seat beside him. “I know.” He says making my heart race. “Know what?” I ask trying to play dumb. “I know you like girls.” He says looking from his hands. My breath hitches in my throat as i begin panicking. “Y/N, it’s okay, I still love you. You’re my best friend, I don’t feel any different about you.” He says placing his hand on mine in attempts to comfort me. “I’m. I’m not.” I say in attempts to lie. “I’m not g-gay.” I struggle to get out due to never saying the word before. His face softens and he smiles with pity as my eyes begin tearing up, I look down to avoid him seeing my eyes. “It’s okay if you are Y/N.” He says making the tears threaten to fall. “Dustin I’m so sorry, I tried, I know it’s wrong. I can’t feel like this.” I say as tears fall from my eyes as I look at him. “Dustin, please help, help me get help. I’m not normal.” I say as he pulls me close wrapping his arms around me. “Y/N you are normal, you don’t need help.” He says as he holds my head to his chest. I feel tears fall onto my head as I hug him tightly. “I tried Dustin. I really tried.” I say as I cry into his chest. “I know Y/N, I know.” He says, his voice wavering as he lays his head on mine.

Time skip to battle of Starcourt Mall

“Y/N!” Dustin yells my name making Robin, Steve and I laugh and cheer as we walk over. “Dusty!” I say as I hug him. “Are you okay?” He asks staring at my bloody face as I just laugh in response. “I think I like Robin, she’s really funny.” I slur making her giggle in response. “I like you to Y/N, you’re really funny.” Robin says wrapping her arms around my waist as she leans on my shoulder. “I like all of you.” Steve says he comes to us. “Aw, I like you too steve.” I say making him drop his jaw. “You like me?” He questions. “Everyone likes you.” I say making him pump his fist in the air. “We gotta get out of here” Dustin mumbles as him and Erica grab us and pull us to a store. “Stay here!” He scolds the three of us before running off. We stay until we hear voices. I get up following the voices and that’s when I see Max and Lucas. “Oh hi Max!” I say making her whip her head around. “Y/N?” She asks before squinting at me as I wave. “Y/N!” She yells running over to me. “Oh my God! What happened to you?!” She yells at me as her eyes scan my face before moving onto my body. “We’re friends right?” I ask making her look back up at me. “What? Y/N, are you, are you drugged?” She asks making me laugh. “I asked a question first, you need to answer me.” I say as her eyes open wide. “Y/N!” Dustin’s voice yells followed by footsteps running towards. “What happened to Y/N?!” She yells at him panicked. I look around walking towards the fireworks in the corner of the shop. “Holy shit.” I say laughing as I look up at the tower. “I want one.” I say going to grab a box before I feel a hand on my shoulder pull me back. “Well sorry to break it to you Y/N, we’re gonna have to patch you up first.” She says pulling me to the register making me take a seat on the chair. “Go get me a bottle of alcohol, a wooden spoon and some bandages or something to wrap her with.” She says as looks down at the injuries that littered my body. “Go. Now!” She yells at the boys who haven’t moved. They turn around and run to the next aisle in search of the things Max said. She turns back around to look at me. “What hurts the most?” She asks making me smile. “You look really pretty.” I say giggling as I watch her smile slightly. “Thanks. You look pretty too.” She says making me say something else. “I, I don’t think the Russians liked me.” I slur making her eyebrows knit together. “What?” She asks glancing up at me as she uses the nearby tissues to get rid of the blood dripping down my leg. Feeling a weird taste on my tongue I open my mouth wide. “I like air.” I say sticking my tongue out. “Me too.” She mumbles as she watches the boys run back with the things she’d asked for. “Come here.” She says putting her hand on the back of my head and pulling me towards her. She inspects my eyebrow and I look down at her lips. “Can I tell you something?” I ask not taking my eyes off her lips and she hums in response, focused on whatever she was doing. “I really really like-“ “WE GOTTA GO!” Dustin yells interrupting me and grabbing my hand and pulling me away from Max. “I wasn’t done!” She yells getting up off the ground and following us. I allow Dustin to take me out the store and away from Max, letting him guide me wherever he wanted to take me.

“CUT!” One of the crew members yelled making me break character and help Gaten off the floor. “Dude, the make up is so realistic, unbelievable.” Finn says as he walks up to us, leaning in to get a better look at the smaller details. “I know right.” Sadie agrees as she walks up to us. “So you ready for the kiss?” Gaten asks as I look at him confused. “What?” Sadie and I ask at the same time? “You weren’t meant to tell them.” Finn says slapping the back of Gatens head before looking back at us. “It was meant to be a surprise.” He says glaring at gaten who’s now rubbing his neck smiling shyly at us all. “But wait who’s got a kiss scene?” I ask before Finn rolls his eyes. “You two. Together.” He says making my eyes widen as my mouth drops in shock. I turn to look at Sadie. Her face mirroring my expression. “Why?“ I ask turning to look back at finn. “The duffers said they’re changing something in the script so you guys are gonna end up together.” He says shrugging before patting my shoulder and pulling Gaten with him. “I bet he’s lying.” She says as making me take my eyes off the boys as they walked away. I turn to her her and try to regain my confidence. “Would it be a bad thing though?” I ask winking at her making her laugh and shove my shoulder. “Oh shut up.” She says making me laugh.

We ended up recording the whole season without the mention of a kiss. So unsurprisingly season 3 went through without a kiss. Just Y/N pining after Max. This is when filming for season 4 came around. I stayed laying low in my home country, exploring it, goin to the places I haven’t been. Sadie and I continued to call everyday. “I can’t wait to see you tomorrow!” She says excitedly through the camera making me grin. “I’m so excited, I’ve just got to start packing.” I say as I put down the phone making her go quiet. I look back up at the phone to see if the connection wasn’t good but I look up to see her staring at me in shock, her jaw dropped and her eyes wide. “You haven’t even packed? You need to get to the airport in an hour!“ She yells scolding me. “Look it’s fineee. I won’t miss my flight, I’ll be there.” I say as she pouts. “You better, if you don’t I’ll fly over and drag you here myself.” She stares making me smile as I grab clothes from my drawers and place them in my bag. “Look half way done.” I say smiling as I grab a bunch of clothes from the clean laundry basket and dump it into my bag. I look back at the camera to see her shaking her head with a smile. “Oh my God.” She mumbles as she stares watches me push them down as I try to close the zip. “Call me when before you fly.” She makes me promise before ending the call.

“Y/N?” I hear a familiar voice call out making me stop and look around. Looking on my right and seeing no one I turn to my left and without anytime to react a person jumps on me. Almost making me fall to the ground but luckily I stay up right and place my hands on their thighs to hold them up. The familiar smell of my perfume makes me smile as I pull back to see Sadie grinning down at me. “Nice hoodie.” I smirk as I look down at her clothing. “Thanks, I stole it.” She says making me laugh and pull her closer, placing my head in the crook of her neck. I hear her sigh as her arms wrap around me tighter. “Miss me?” I ask as she gets off me. “I haven’t seen you for 2 years. Of course I miss you.” She says looking up at me her arms still holding onto me, and that’s when I notice her teary eyes. “No Sadie. Sadie no, Sadie please.” I beg as she pouts with a smile and a laugh slips her lips as the tears fall from her eyes. “I missed you.” She says looking up at me as I grab her arm and pull her to my chest. Wrapping my arms around her holding her as I feel her chest rise and fall unevenly against mine. “I missed you too.” I mumble kissing her forehead as I hold her in my arms until she slowly pulls away but doesn’t let go. She puts her arm in mine and drags me to a car. “Did the others not want to see me?” I ask making her scoff. “Of course they did. I just didn’t let them.” She says proudly as I hold the door open for her. “Isn’t that nice.” I say closing the door behind me as I get in.

Sadie forces me to sleep in the car until we arrive at set so I don’t fall asleep during the table read. “Get up, we’re here.” Sadie says light shaking my arm making me take my head off her shoulder. “Oh shit did I fall asleep on your arm?” I yawn stretching my arms as the driver holds the door open for me. “Thank you.” I mumble as he holds a hand to help me out. Me doing the same for Sadie. She begins to pull me to a hall and opens the 2 doors. Which makes a loud noise grabbing everyone’s attention. The rest of the cast begin running over pulling me into a group hug, me at the centre. “Y/N you’re here!” Noah yells making me millie snort. “Of course she’s here. She’s apart of the season.” She says making Noah roll his eyes and look back at me. “They’re so annoying.” Caleb whispers grabbing the attention of both millie and Noah. “We heard that.” Millie says making Caleb laugh. “Who said you weren’t meant to hear it.” He says smirking as millie rolls her eyes at him. “Gaten and I totally would’ve picked you up at the airport, but Sadie here doesn’t like sharing.” He says making me laugh as she glares at him. “She pushed me out of the car.” Gaten says glaring at Sadie making her smile sheepishly. “Sorry not sorry.” She whispers to him making him shake his head. “Disappointed.” He says before Matt and Ross walk over to us.

“Y/N! It’s so good to see you.” Matt says giving me a hug, his twin doing the same. “Do we have some exciting things this season, I think you’re gonna like it.” Matt says with a cheeky smile making me raise an eyebrow. “Just wait, you’ll see.” Ross says as he turns away to go back to his seat. “Where’re we sitting?” I ask looking for our names and that’s when I notice Sadie’s and my name in the centre of the room, in the middle of the table, making my jaw drop. “Looks like we’re main characters.” I say as I grab Sadie’s hand, pulling her towards the table. Everyone takes a seat and that’s when Shawn enters walking over to our table. “Y/N! How are you?” Shawn asks making me smile and reply back. “Look we’ve done a few things this season that may or may not shock you so I’m gonna tell you now so you don’t get shocked later.” He says looking at Sadie and I. “So Sadie you die.” He says bluntly making me attempt to hold back a laugh with how calmly he said it. “It looks like you die but you don’t.” He says elaborating once he see her reaction. I smile as I raise a bottle of water to my lips. “And Y/N you have to kiss Sadie.” He says making me choke on my water. “Sorry?” I ask as I get control of myself. He laughs as my cheeks go red from embarrassment. “You and Sadie kiss this season.” He says making me speechless. Unable to form words so I just nod in response. He smiles and walks away so I turn to Sadie. “Did, did you know?” I ask as I notice her relaxed body state. “Well we kinda found out last season no?” She asks making me nod as I think back to what finn told us. “But even we’ve kissed before, it won’t be bad now right?” She asks as I nod in agreement. “Yeah of course, we can just do the same as last time if one of us gets nervous.” I say making Sadie smirk. “I think I’m pretty nervous.” She says with a teasing smile. “Shut uppp.” I say making her laugh before we all quiet down to begin reading the first episode.

Part 2

A/N: I don’t even know what this is, I just wrote whatever, but anyways hope you enjoy this and maybe I’ll write a part 2 who knows. And I will be making a google form to make a taglist, as well as a master-list so its easier to navigate through my posts. More fics are on the way so stay tuned

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thefreakymunson · 2 years

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can you write something cute (and maybe smut) about taking bath with Eddie cause that idea ahghgfsshh

I'LL DO A CUTE ONE IN A BIT LMAO

(I know you said cute but you also threw in smutty so I went with that.)

It was a dumb fight. A dumb stupid fight over the dumbest thing imaginable. You couldn’t even remember what had started it in the first place but as the venom laced words flew from both of your mouths, the damage had been done. You sulked away from him, too angry to say anything, splitting the trailer down the middle essentially as you went to the bedroom and he stayed in the living room. It was tense and angry filled environment that you knew would pass. You just hated that he was mad at you over something so trivial.

You decided on taking a bath to soothe your jangled nerves, feeling the warm water ease your tense muscles. And the shower head on jet stream between your legs was just adding to the pleasure. You had your eyes closed and your legs spread shamelessly wide open, moving the shower head experimentally up and down your slit before focusing it right back against your engorged core.

And even in your angry filled mind, you still were imagining it was him behind your eyes, touching you and getting you off. Nothing ever truly compared to just how great he made you feel but this...this was pretty close at the moment.

“Need a hand?” You heard his voice croak out from the door and you jumped, your eyes flying open to see him standing there, watching you intently. You dropped the shower head, the stream of water going crazy until you captured it again.

“No,” you said, your face tinging red with embarrassment at being caught, “Leave me alone.”

“Nah,” Eddie said, “I don’t think you mean that, princess.”

You watched as he walked closer to the tub and got down on his knees beside of it. Of course you didn’t mean it but he didn’t need to know that, did he?

“Don’t stop on my account,” Eddie shrugged, “Seems like you were having a good time...seeing as you don’t need my help.”

“I don’t need your help,” you said firmly, “You’re bothering me in my bath.”

“Oh am I?” He smirked, that cheeky grin destroying the facade of being mad at him even further as he rested his chin on his hands and stared up at you with those huge brown eyes. He reached and took the shower head from your hands as he looked down at you, “I don’t think you were as mad as you pretended to be…”

And just as you were about to open your mouth to respond, he placed the stream back on your clit, causing nothing but a soft moan to fall from your lips. He used his free hand to slide two fingers inside of your throbbing cunt, feeling just how wet you were despite the bath water.

Why did it feel better when he was the one holding the shower head?

You wanted to brat it up, say something mean to him, make him mad all over again but you knew it would only cause him to stop and the last thing you wanted was for him to quit. Your hands felt empty – you needed something to grasp on to but he was too far away to be able to fully touch him. One hand settled for his forearm as the other gripped his wrist that was holding the shower head.

His fingers curled deeper inside of you, creating the most delicious feeling paired with the pressure of the jet stream, and it wasn’t long before you were crying his name, your hips rocking against his fingers as you came harder, and louder, than ever before.

His thumb replaced the water stream, gently rubbing you through your orgasm as his fingers continued to curl inside of you, his eyes locked on your chest as it rose and fell quickly.

“Can you stand?” He asked, withdrawing his fingers from you as he unbuttoned his jeans.

“No.”

“Turn over then.”

And you done as best as you could, your mind still reeling as you moved to your hands and knees. He was in the bath behind you in an instant, nudging your legs open wider with his own as he slid inside of you, your soaked pussy stretching around his cock.

“You were talking all that shit earlier,” he smirked as he gripped the back of your neck for leverage, “Now look at you...begging me to fuck you just about. Always going to need this cock, huh?”

The smug bastard.

“Fuck you,” you said, a coy smile splayed across your face as you looked back at him, watching as his mouth hung open, a soft grunt escaping his mouth.

“Oh, you are, princess.” He panted, “You fuckin’ are.”

#Smut #Eddie Munson Smut #Eddie Munson fanfic #Eddie Munson x you #Eddie Munson x reader #Stranger things fanfic #Stranger things #Joseph Quinn #thefreakymunson

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generositygullet · 3 months

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A letter to Akira Toriyama

Dear Akira Toriyama,

I first interacted with dragonball when I was in 6th grade or so, when I started playing dragon ball fusions for the 3ds since the trailer looked cool. Kind of a weird start right? But I was getting really into anime at the time, and wanted to check out one of the most popular ones. I had NO idea who the characters were, and had NO clue what the story was about. But for some reason against all the odds, as soon as I saw the title screen boot up with that soaring music I was hooked. The game was super fun, no doubt about it. But what REALLY kept me going when playing it, was the world of dragon ball itself.

Again I had no clue who any of these people were. But seeing these characters interact with each other, seeing these different setpieces made, seeing all of these powers and personalities, it was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. It channeled the raw kid desire in me to see two buff dudes duking it out, and god I adored every bit of it.

I didn't dig any deeper than that initially, and like all my other hyperfixations it died down. But again in 7th grade I started playing fighterz, and I was hooked again. But this time I dug deeper in preparation for the release of the new GT dlc, and so the first dragon ball media I actually watched? Was GT. Which is hilarious in hindsight, but I still adored every second of it.

In 8th grade things were not going so well for me, I was losing friends due to being an asshole, and I had to change myself to be worthy of the people around me. I was pretty depressed, and everything seemed sad and hopeless (I know it's pretty dramatic for a literal like 13 year old but bear with me lmao). It's around that time when I decided to watch Dragon Ball Super. And again, I was hooked. I binged it so fast, all 130 something episodes. I could talk big about the characters and everything, but honestly it was just so plain cool. It made me feel excited and happy, it made me feel like everything was ok. And those positive feelings made that much of a difference in me.

From that point on I always was interested in Dragon Ball. my first and only hyperfixation to never really go away. I read the OG dragonball, and started REALLY noticing your artistic talent. From the way you drew Goku moving across the battlefield and the poses he struck. To the illustrations of the action and the punches thrown. It was all so dynamic and energetic. When I was reading it I was always engaged, excited to see the next panel. I wanted to channel the same energy in my own art somehow, to encapsulate the same excitement you instilled in me with your drawings.

I FINALLY got around to watching and reading Z a little later. And of course I loved it. I knew all the basic plot beats, and had a 3 in one Goku vs Vegeta volume collection that I would reread constantly. But seeing them play it is so different. I also started to admire your character design more and more. Trying to draw them in my free time, and getting a bit sad when I couldn't capture the same magic you could.

All of this, of course, was older material though. This was all before my time, I was never there to experience it when it initially happened. Not for super, not for the OG DB, and not for Z. I adored it all, but I always knew what was going to happen.

I remember the reaction on my face when the news of DBS Superhero dropped. I was so so SO excited. More than you could ever imagine. Something new, something I could see with my own eyes, and something about Piccolo and Gohan??? It was amazing. And seeing it in theaters a few years later? God I was on the edge of my seat the entire film. I even started reading the DBS manga, I think it's amazing so far.

When I heard that you were gone yesterday night, I was crushed.

I’m a junior now. And after a long time of thinking about it, being anxious, afraid, and scared of the future. I think I want to be an artist or filmmaker. I want to bring the same energy you did to the world. I'm still trying to figure out my artstyle, and how I want to draw. I’m not great at it, but no matter what, I want to keep going. Because I want to bring a character to life, like you brought Son Goku to life and so many others as well. I want to inspire so many others like you inspired me. With your messages, you brought me happiness. You told me that simplicity was ok with Son Goku. You told me that we need to fight for what we love with Son Gohan. You told me that we should aim to be better than our predecessors with Piccolo Junior. You told me that we shouldn't let our pride consume us with Vegeta. You’ve shown me and the entire world so so much. And I hope you were proud of it. I’m

I said the world of Dragon Ball earlier, but really, it was your world Akira Toriyama. And your world changed mine forever in the best way. Thank you, for letting me dream again.

#dragon ball #dragon ball z #dragon ball daima #dbz #dbz goku #dragon ball super #akira toriyama #dbs #dragon ball gt

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thesherrinfordfacility · 11 months

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lmao guess whos activated ✨blathering oaf mode✨ again (clue: its me)

(cut because length and spoilers, read at your own peril)

so this post got me spiralling into detective mode again and yes i know douglas suggesting it might have been war/pollution but i have certified trust issues™ and i dont believe that for one darn second

BUT

i also don't think it's a kiss. lemme explain horrifically

so i took another look at the two frames we have of The Leaked Smooch™ and the background has a lot to be desired (if you take into account that the boys are taking up most of the frame (duh), plus already fairly average quality video PLUS compression from when i captured it)

but i think we can safely rule out that The Leaked Smooch™ doesn't happen in the theatre here, mainly because even though the quality is bad, the glasses in the Smooch™ are crowley's modern ones, not the ones we saw him wear in the 1941 flashback in s1, plus his hair is differently styled... so yes can pretty confidently say this is not the kiss we are looking for

so i wanted to pinpoint what era the theatre bit is actually set in, and therefore i set about identifying the theatre in question. turns out kids that im not a good researcher (despite it literally being my job) so it took FUCKING AGES but i eventually found set photos of the boys entering a theatre, specifically the hippodrome in bo'ness:

now this was a turn-up for the books, because that's crowley's 1941 costume right??? id recognise that iconic fit anywhere. az's costume is trickier to pinpoint bc he wears the same damn thing but pretty sure this is a match to the church scene:

so we know from s1 that we have the church scene yada yada, and crowley offers aziraphale a lift home... which we know he accepts given that the s2 trailer gives us the ✨Dinner of '41✨ scene:

the other bit however to this puzzle is that there ALSO a set pic of aziraphale at the hippodrome in his magician's outfit. given the frame from the trailer where he looks like he's about to brick it going on stage, surrounded by lovely burlesque girlies and dame siân phillips in period dress, AND there were extras on the set dressed in ww2-type army uniforms, so i think it can be fairly surmised that this bit also occurs in the 40s

so my thought process is that we're getting two separate scenes (kinda) from the 40s, we have the church bit from s1 plus the Dinner of '41 scene as its own entity, but then, like

aziraphale is doing his magic act as a side hustle to this burlesque show? and crowley turns up to watch him, hiding out up in the box?

if we follow this completely made up narrative ive just come up with, aziraphale, im assuming, finishes up and gets changed into his normal clothes, and then goes up to this box to meet crowley?

to this end, i captured and slowed down the bit in the opening sequence where aziraphale and crowley (sorry douglas, not buying it) are in the box... and-

now to my eye, the motion of them in the clip looks like they are dancing? i don't have the source to hand but we've had it confirmed that a choreographer was brought into s2, not impossible az would go up to meet crowley after his magic act, whilst there's still something going on on the stage, and the two end up dancing or something? and az bless his heart gets spooked from that?

im reasonably convinced that this might be the origin of the 'you go too fast for me' line - something happens and ultimately aziraphale gets spooked given that he's only just realised he has Feelings for crowley, and so my boy fucking legs it (a lil post i made a while ago about this exact scenario if you'd care to peruse)

other thing to note:

there is a figure that is lurking behind aziraphale and crowley in the box, which looks like it moves specifically in sync with crowley, so it could be a shadow, or someone/thing is in the box that they aren't aware of 👀 so maybe this thing (?) witnesses it all? whatever went down in the box?

so in my addled feral mind, ive come up with a speculation that even as im breathing life into it sounds unhinged and so implausible it's hilarious -

i put to you, members of the jury, that something was meant to happen in that box, and it didn't... that something being that crowley makes a move of some kind - kiss, dance, hug, declaration, WHATEVER - and aziraphale was meant to accept it/reciprocate/idk, but didn't.

and that fucks with the plan, and for lack of better terminology creates a nexus event (lmao thanks loki) which in turns starts screwing with other events, somewhat like i theorised in this post here tehe

are aziraphale and crowley, essentially, the earth's endgame? idk about u but ive read enough angst fics to know that it's not inconceivable that crowley and aziraphale's mere existence may have been part of god's plan to represent free will on earth, defend humankind, and give balance and meaning to it

so what would happen if aziraphale essentially rejected that? did the most human thing possible and resisted the plan? idk i feel at this point i am just writing a fic and this will all be ludicrously incorrect bUT half the fun is torturing yourself over your own theories right 🙃

#good omens #good omens season 2 #the more i speculate the more i come up with THE MOST bullshit theories #but i just feel like i need posts like this for posterity's sake just in case there was truth in the madness #but be warned kids if you gaze into the abyss the abyss also gazes into you #my god i SO HOPE that the two figures are literally not az or crowley bc that would be the funniest scenario #all this bullshit and for what? NOTHING #good omens speculation #good omens spoilers

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The other day i was watching how people made fun of the Hazbin trailer and someone uploaded a clip from "Inside Every demon is a Rainbow" to say it was a downgrade and my jaw dropped when i saw that it was true, i always thoght that the "new" H.H had something that made it look worse than the pilot but i couldn't put my finger on it, and now i think i understand the reson.

So, these are the reasons why the new clip looks like a downgrade (in my opinion):

1)The Song.

No matter your opinion on Hazbin, we all agree that "Inside of every demon is a rainbow" is an iconic song. Its not a masterpiece, but it works really great to introduce the show. Maybe its nostalgia talking, but i love this song, i really like how it start slow but then goes into a fast catchy tune as Charlie is talking with enthusiasm about her proyect. The voice actress also is doing an amazing song because she sounds SO energetic and genuine, wich is clearly a sign of how much she loved that job. Its a cringe song, but in a "charming" and pure way, that is very unique and enjoyable when you turn off your brain a little.

Meanwhile, the new one sounds like a generic, forgetable, lifeless Disney song, the only difference is that it has curses and shit. Its like its trying to replicate the other one without understanding what made it so loved.

2) The damn camera movements

The pilot was fast moving, energetic and sometimes there were parts where you couldnt tell what was happening until you paused, but even so, it was easier to digest because the camera was still most of the time, it didnt need crazy movements. There was a million things happening on screen, but at leats the camera had slight movements so your eyes could at least know where your focus should be in (check out the "so all you cartoon porn addictions" part to see what im talking about).

The new one? It shakes and zooms like crazy every time a character takes a step and it makes it hard to the eyes to understand where the fuck they should be looking. Its not even funny, someone WILL get motion sickness.

3) The character designs

Im one of those people who didnt like most of the redesigns, now i understand why: because they dont fix ANY of the problems the original ones had: no less use of red, they still have a shit ton of unecesary details, they still have copypasted body types...

I would say some are WORSE.

Take Charlie, for example; she used to wear a light red shirt with black pants, she would blend a little bit in the background when interacting with it. Now she wears a bright red suit in bright red background and she gets lost EVEN MORE. The only thing they improved was her hairstyle.

4) The animation

Some people say that the animation is good and its just the editing that makes it look bad, but i disagree. Just take a look at the pilot and then the new clip, you will see a clear downgrade.

The old animation was so smooth and expressive, new one is choppy and is afraid of smearframes. Making characters with cartoony propotions look so stiff.

Its like those Sonic games when they used motion capture to animate Sonic and his friends. So they would be literal cartoons animals moving like realistic humans and it sucked.

4) The pilot was visually easier to "diggest" in general

I gotta say, while re-watching the clip of Inside of every demon, the only parts where it was hard to follow were when Charlie interacted with characters with exagerated designs and when she is rapping and there are a lot of fast scenes that ends before you have time to understand what you saw. The rest was just ok.

But in the new clip, it was 90% Charlie jumping around different backgrounds with a drunk camera man and in some part i paused to look at the wall cuz i felt like my eyes were gonna burn if i keep looking.

So thats it, there are some other reasons but these are the most important ones.

Sorry for writting too much, its such that im mad for what they did to a proyect i used to be obssesed with.

Anyway, hope Hazbin gets cancelled in the mid of the first season and the rest became lost media, have a good day 🩷

These are some great thoughts, Anon, thank you. New Hazbin doesn't have much appeal to outsiders, but it looks even worse when held up to the pilot.

"Inside Every Demon is a Rainbow" isn't the best song in the pilot, but it was an excellent song to introduce us to Charlie. It's not an easy one to sing either, but Charlie's singing VA nailed it.

#Anonymous #Hazbin Hotel critical #actual blog post

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legless-fish-on-rollerskates · 21 days

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I'm laughing at how hard the trailer is trying to convince us that Blitzø and Millie are going to be at odds in the second half of this season. At first I was worried, but after a few rewatches I'm solidly convinced that it's all fabricated drama for the trailer. There are clips interspersed throughout of them fighting, pulled from two different scenes. One of them is in the hotel (presumably in the Ghostfuckers episode), and if you pay attention you can see that Blitzø is very much not in control of his body. The shot of him coming out of the fountain with fins is the most obvious one, but there are hints in the other shots too that Blitzø is being possessed by the ghost/aquatic demon (posibly Leviathan??).

In the other scene they've pulled from where the two of them are fighting, Millie has long hair like she did in her and Moxxie's wedding photo. This is a flashback, probably to when Blitzø and Millie first met, like we got with Blitzø and Moxxie's first meeting in Truth Seekers.

Neither of these scenes are current Millie fighting current Blitzø.

I'm a little concerned about the shot of Millie with glass in her eye, but that's entirely out of context so it could easily be a nightmare or hallucination, and even if it's real (nooo poor Millie) we don't know that she's talking to Blitzø. She has ropes around her wrists and is leaning through a doorframe, which implies either she and Moxxie were interrupted doing something kinky or she was captured and is trying to escape. My guess is this has something to do with the D.H.O.R.K.S. And it's unclear whether the dialogue over that clip even actually matches - it could easily have been pulled from another scene, we only see the shot for a split second and I still can't decide if Millie's mouth matches up with the words.

"You always take from those around you and leave them worse and more broken than you found them!" This is a cutting remark from Millie to be sure, but whether or not it's from the glass-in-eye scene, there's not actually any evidence that it's directed towards Blitzø. It's an easy assumption to make because it's sandwiched between two other pretty upset things, the first one of which is for sure directed at Blitzø ("you are so shitty!" from Verosika) and the second one of which absolutely could be said to Blitzø given that we know there's going to be Blitzø/Stolas tension ("do you feel any kind of remorse for what you do?") ((I actually think Stolas might be talking to Stella here, but that's a whole other theory)), and since the whole trailer is sort of framed around Blitzø having a terrible time it's easy to assume all the out-of-context anger from everyone is directed at him. Do I think it could be interesting story-wise if everybody really is mad at Blitzø and abandons him? Totally (though it would make me very sad). But at least with Millie, there's no real evidence that she's upset with Blitzø, just a lot of clever editing to make us think that at first watch.

#helluva boss #helluva boss trailer #helluva boss trailer analysis #blitzø #blitzø helluva boss #millie helluva boss #stolas helluva boss #helluva boss theory

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irritatedbookshrew · 2 years

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Sandman (Netflix) Thoughts:

I am a Sandman fan from waaaaayyy back. The best gift an ex-boyfriend ever gave me was Preludes & Nocturnes. I was hooked. Sandman (and associated titles) went immediately on my pull list. I’ve read the terrible movie adaptation scripts that went around in the early days of adaptation talks. I’ve written a 50k+ study guide on the series.

Look, I love Sandman, okay.

So to say I was trepidatious about the Netflix series when it was first announced is underplaying it. Then I heard the showrunner who’d be helming the project, and that Neil would be deeply involved. I saw the casting announcements. I got excited. Then came all the trailers and snippets, and something in me relaxed. However, it turned out, I knew I would enjoy watching it for what it was.

**SPOILERS AHOY, especially if you haven’t read the comic all the way through**

One of the things I loved so much about the comic was the way Dream processes things. How he is so wonderfully blind to parts of his personality and so self-aware of others. Basically, the run of Sandman is that of a being pushed to its limits, of being unable to change fast enough or fully enough to encompass a seismic shift in reality. Morpheus stagnated in his years in the cell and the world moved on without him. And though he tries desperately to reconnect, we—as the readers—see him so out of step that it is almost painful. Yet he is so bound by his duty, his responsibilities, by the way he defines himself that he basically performs the single-most convoluted version of suicide imaginable. He can’t be like Destruction and just walk away from everything—it is not who this incarnation of Dream is. He can’t change like Delight did to Delirium to help process his trauma. And trauma it was, especially for someone as fundamentally arrogant as Dream is when first captured by Burgess.

Season of Mists is my favorite of the series because we get the first example of someone abdicating their responsibility: Lucifer walks away from Hell. Morpheus cannot understand this action but it clearly starts the gears turning, and it is mirrored again in Morpheus’ conversation with Destruction in later volumes. These two entities realized that the engine will power along without them, something Dream is incapable of accepting in that same way. It’s a fascinating look into his thought process.

To get back to the show—one of the biggest things I loved about was the references to Dream’s trauma. The way his eyes fill with tears at the death of Jessamy, at the impotent rage that simmers in him at his imprisonment. He has been brought low by mortals and it is humiliating. He has been weakened and hurt and he has no real tools to process those feelings because he is also Endless. When he speaks to Lucienne in the wreckage of his throne room and says that his siblings did not come for him, the confusion and heartbreak are there. Dream is not Desire, so expressive and in your face. I thought Tom Sturridge did a brilliant job capturing Morpheus’ micro-expressions, the tiny inflections on his face that indicate the sense of loss and betrayal. Dream makes note of who left the Dreaming and who stayed behind to await his return—and he is bothered by the fact that so few remained. He is not easy to love and he had given his subjects little reason for loyalty, it seems, because he is so remote to their understanding. He doesn’t make connections easily.

Actually, now I really want more interactions with Despair and Dream because out of all of his siblings, I wonder if she might be the closest to understanding. Anyway…

Dream becomes mired in depression and keeps seeking a way out. He frees Nada in Season of Mists and takes her anger—something he never would have allowed before. He’s trying to change, to seek out other ways to be happy. He says farewell to an old love in A Game of You and gains a new lover in Thessaly. It does not last because he is not fully present. He throws himself in his work, hoping to fill the void, he seeks out romance, hoping that will bring distraction. He goes on a road trip with Delirium in Brief Lives under the excuse of looking out for his sister but it is really him seeking a respite from his troubles. But Dream can never escape himself.

Wherever you go, there you are.

He can’t reconcile that. His trauma and his current aspect don’t allow for it, so he must think outside of his box for an escape. As he pays his debts, as he encounters past cruelties and mistakes, Morpheus gets closer to what makes human, well, human. But he is Endless. How is he supposed to make sense of that?

It’s a sad, beautiful, wonderful story. I think that’s why it has stayed with me over the decades. I am so excited to see where the next seasons take us, how Tom Sturridge teases out those tiny blips of emotion in his portrayal of the King of Dreams. I am so ridiculously pleased with Season 1 that I am giddy with anticipation of what comes next.

#dream of the endless sandman #sandman #the sandman #neil gaiman #comics

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heytherejulietx · 2 years

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Calling Steve or Eddie to come over and kill a spider for you

thank you for sending this in and turning my awful spider incident into a fic WSKWJJD ily <3

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“I’m sorry.” Was the first thing she blurted out when she opened the door and saw Eddie stood there.

Getting a call from her to come and catch a spider in the middle of the night probably wasn’t something that he had wanted to deal with, even if she did only live a few trailers down. He probably had much better things to be doing than dealing with her fear that she felt was pretty irrational. But Eddie just smiled and shook his head a little.

“It’s no biggie,” he told her as he walked inside. He was clearly ready for bed in his plaid trousers and black tank top, but Eddie had never been one to care about what he wore when he left the house, or had people over. There had been many occasions when he had opened his front door with just a towel around his waist, hair wet from a shower. That had been the first time she saw all of his tattoos. “So where’s the little bastard?”

“Bedroom,” she told him, and gestured vaguely, but didn’t move any closer. “Near the desk.”

She remembered the way her heart rate immediately increased when she had seen the considerably large spider as it ran across her bedroom floor. She basically bolted out of the room and slammed the door, and her hands were still shaking as she called Eddie, because there was no way that she was going to sleep unless the spider was far gone. And he had caught spiders for her before, but only when he was over. But Eddie didn’t seem to mind one bit that she had called him, and for that she was seriously thankful.

“Aye aye, one captured spider coming right up.” Eddie saluted and gave her his most gorgeous smile, before he disappeared down the hall into her bedroom and she sighed in relief. He really was a godsend.

He was in there for all of five minutes. She heard a lot of his rambling, some “where are you hiding?” and a lot of “come here!“, but after some minutes he came out of the room with a closed fist, held up so she could see.

“I’m just going to take it outside.” He told her, and she pressed herself as far as she could into her kitchen counter so that he could pass her with much room to the front door, where he walked out and down the steps before he let the spider go.

She sighed, finally relaxed as he walked back inside, palms open so she could see he wasn’t holding anything.

“Thank you, Eddie,” she breathed out as he shut the door behind him. “You’re a lifesaver, I probably wouldn’t have slept if you hadn’t come, sorry for calling you so late.”

Eddie waved his hand with a smile. “It’s fine, babe. Can’t let you of all people go without their beauty sleep, must be hard being so pretty all the time.”

Eddie laughed as she rolled her eyes, and brought an arm around her until she was pressed to his side. He was warm, so she snuggled in a little closer.

“How could I ever repay you?” She sighed dramatically, and watched as he grinned back.

“Let me take you out?”

A fair payment she supposed.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson fic #eddie munson blurb #stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things drabble #stranger things imagine

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teaspoonofdread · 6 months

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THOUGHTS on Furiosa: A Mad Max Saga

I'll start with two statements regarding Anya Taylor Joy's casting and go from there.

I like her (I know some don't).

I agree she doesn't look like Charlize Theron (and we all know Charlize realized Furiosa as much as Miller did).

BUT a thing that struck me as soon as I heard she was cast was that she had that ethereal vibe of the Five (when I first saw them, the word 'mermaids' wouldn't leave my mind). I could see Anya playing a 'wife', which works with a backstory, I don't think any fan would like to watch play out on the screen...

Now let's try not to be too skeptical: she's tall like Furiosa, there's the probability she was more feminine as a girl living in a feminine world the Green Place of Many Mothers, she didn't need to be as muscular in her youth so she wasn't, etc.

Now. The trailer didn't manage to completely sell me the idea of Anya as Furiosa, but it eased some of my nerves. THE EYES! I saw a troll post on redit literally the day before the trailer dropped with close-ups of Theron and Joy (brown-eyed) captured "Furiosa eye color change?"

I've read the meta, I knew the eyes were carefully retouched in Fury Road in post-production, so I had hope. And seeing Anya's eyes in the trailer, I thought to myself, 'This is THE death stare. This is Furiosa'. And when she screamed all disheveled, I liked that part best. The one with her face covered, making the V8 symbol - second best.

I liked that she was shooting, I liked that cropped-out-seconds-rising-the-tension-rising-the-momentum Gorge Miller magic, I liked how over the top Lord Dementus was, it worked for me. Joe looked like Joe, I believe he didn't have any lines.

I definitely didn't like that head-touch with Tom Burke's character 😕 (sorry. He seems to have a lot of fans.)

And I didn't like the opening and closing shots. Can't quite place why: the opening one seemed like I'd already watched it before, also a bit too long, and the closing felt not authentic somehow. I wish she was more muscular. She just seems fragile in the classic Furiosa outfit.

Last roll of 'complains' before I start with the excitement-inducing points:

The over-explaining in the trailer itself, the big words with the exact number of years and all (like they could've converted into days, like they do in universe) but alas I suppose that's in order to bring in a wider audience. I hope it succeeds, tho!

Is a prequel the story I wanna visit - no. I'd like a movie about the Four - rebuilding, reforming, growing (green and as people), I want Max back even as I know it isn't like him to stay, and finally I want Theron and Hardy side by side, even as I know they wouldn't haha.

All of that is so unlikely. And there are so many spectacular novel-length fics about that. Hell, one such universe has been materializing in my mind for the past year. I almost don't want a movie about what comes after.

Still, I'd prefer a movie about the after rather than the before, but that's what's happening.

But I'm a nobody. The Creator of this world has a story he'd like to share, and it is centered around one of the most incredible characters in recent history, I think we're lucky to be able to witness that.

Now, onto the real excitement!

Disclaimer: this is less coherent even than what came before it.

First of all, we're finally getting a Wasteland movie by Gorge Miller (edited by Margaret Sixel!!!)

I cannot stress this enough!

We're getting chases, and War Boys and shiny mutant-cars, and we're going to GasTown, people! To the Bullet Farm! Helloo, I'm so ready, so curious!

And we're going to the Green Place, y'all! I'm so excited about it. Like they had horses wtf? Mary Jo Bassa! Canon Vuvalini names! Traditions! Defense strategies, weapons, male Vuvalini maybe, crows, so much lore...

But I'm most excited about that Lady driver and the little girl. I'm soo ready for the stories of women in the Wasteland!

To sum up: I'm mostly hyped for the expansion of the world because I love it so much. Because we'd see another of Miller's visions.

And I trust the team behind it enough to know it won't be an unremarkable movie.

I know it won't be another Fury Road because there never will be.

I watched it way too late, and it's my dream to see it on the big screen, which wouldn't happen. So I'm grateful for a second chance to experience something like it. And I'm hoping the fandom will live again, because from my lurking I've found it to be as intricate and smart and fucking amazing as Fury Road itself is, and I'd like to be a part of it this time around :')

#furiosa #furiosa: a mad max saga #mad max: fury road #mad max #lord dementus #immortan joe #the vuvalini #the wasteland

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anxiousstark · 2 years

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I Don't Want to Miss a Thing | Eddie Munson

A/N: I apologise if this is written well enough to make anyone weep. Please contact my lawyer, and I will be held accountable for any harm I may have caused to your mental health.

Based on the song by Aerosmith, which has shattered many hearts and will continue to do so in a very beautiful way. Listen to it while reading if possible.

Warnings: Angst. Mentions of blood and death. (I’m so sorry). First time I write for Eddie.

Word Count: 21K.

If you guys see my works in other websites, let me know, please. I only have Tumblr.

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I could stay awake just to hear you breathing

Eddie sat in an old wooden chair, elbows resting on his knees and hands cupping his face as he observed you, half-naked, lying on his bed. The sheet, in his opinion, covered too much of your flesh. He wished to be a gifted painter, yearning to capture how the sun caressed your skin and how your hair was scattered across his pillow.

You looked ravishing, but was there ever a time when Eddie didn't think you were drop-dead gorgeous? Obviously not. He was certain that when you accepted his invitation to a date, he had been the luckiest guy alive. He could have the worst luck in the world and yet feel like the most fortunate man if it meant you were his and he was yours.

Watch you smile while you are sleeping

His gaze ceased to travel all over your body when your mouth twitched, causing him to chuckle. Such a slight movement encouraged him to return to bed with you and softly wake you up, fingers caressing your bare arms as his lips brushed across your brow.

While you're far away and dreaming

Nonetheless, he remained in the chair for a few more minutes, unable to tear his gaze away from you, ensuring that any emotion on your face was one of contentment and calm, guaranteeing that you were having a pleasant dream and that nothing was bothering you.

I could spend my life in this sweet surrender

You grumbled and shifted slightly, your face smashed against his pillow. Your left hand vanished beneath your cheek while your right wandered across the sheets, looking for the guy you'd become used to waking up with, and when you were greeted with air, a scowl formed between your brows. Eddie saw it and swiftly climbed into bed, lying on his back with his head turned towards you. He took your hand and placed it on his naked chest, which made you sigh in pleasure, soothing you and erasing the frown as you felt the warmth of his skin and the presence of the person you loved the most in this world.

I could stay lost in this moment forever

As his eyes strayed, his fingers delicately touched the length of the arm that rested on his chest. Eddie Munson could give a thorough description of you. He knew how long your eyelashes were, your skin tone, etc. Yet, he never missed the chance to admire everything he had already memorised as good as the back of his hand.

Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure

Eddie would stay in his tiny and filthy trailer his whole life if it wasn't for the desire to provide you with life beyond it. Laying with you on his old mattress, luring you into the sweetest dream conceivable and appreciating your beauty.

What a shame he would never get to experience this again.

Don't want to close my eyes

Please, no, no, no.

He choked on his blood. Dustin yelled, assuring him that he would be okay, but the tears that spilt from both of their eyes appeared to indicate that they knew they were only attempting to console each other because Eddie had no chance of surviving this.

I don't want to fall asleep

He wanted to learn more about Steve. He thought they could become good friends. Plus, he wanted to play more D&D and spend more time with the kids, especially with Dustin. He liked everyone and believed he didn't spend enough time with them, but he couldn't do anything about it.

'Cause I'd miss you baby

His eyesight became much more blurred as he cried. "Oh fuck no," he sobbed, clutching Dustin's jacket. "No way, no way. I'm going to miss it." You had bought this lovely red gown, but you hadn't let him see it because you wanted to surprise him on your graduation day, yet Eddie was convinced you'd look stunning. And fuck, he had been dreaming about graduating with you. "I won't be there to see her graduate." He thought of you first, like he usually did.

And I don't want to miss a thing

"You will be there, Eddie." No, he'd miss it. He would not graduate. He would not see you grinning and waving your diploma at him. He would not be able to wave at his principal and wear his Hellfire shirt to fuck around.

'Cause even when I dream of you

"She," he choked even harder. "Dustin, she'll look stunning. I know it." His gaze was drawn to the black sky. Those bats. Those motherfuckers. "I really..." he added, pausing. Speaking was becoming very difficult. Breathing was getting even more complicated. "I was hoping to graduate with her." His pal nodded, knowing that was his most desired dream. Eddie had taken classes after school to improve his grades and graduate. It was going to be his year. His year with you.

The sweetest dream will never do

"Steve!" The younger boy wailed as he saw his companion becoming weaker and weaker.

"I wanted to be a b-better guy." He chuckled. "Give her the entire world."

"You are going to give it to her." He muttered, his gaze averted. "PLEASE, STEVE!"

"I had planned to m-marry her. I've never t-t-thought about marriage, but I'd marry her in a h-heartbeat." He smiled, revealing his bloodied teeth. "You were s-supposed to be the best man."

Dustin Henderson had never sobbed so hard in his life as he did that day.

I'd still miss you baby

Your heart rate increased as you heard Dustin's cries.

After all the battling you had done next to Steve and Robin, you felt lightheaded. Your face was undoubtedly covered with grime and sweat. "What is happening there?" Even if you couldn't see Dustin and Eddie's shapes from a distance, you could still make out the colours by squinting your eyes. But you were unable to see your boyfriend.

Steve gasped, "Oh fuck."

"What?" You took a quick glimpse at him, cocking your head slightly so you could look into his face. "What, Steve." In an effort to get his attention, you grabbed hold of his shirt. "What is happening?"

He looked down, catching your gaze. "I think Eddie is hurt." That was enough. Those words prompted you to sprint as fast as you could, ignoring the stabbing pain in your right leg.

"Please let him be okay." Were the words you mumbled as you limped to them. Words that swiftly became tears as you caught Eddie laying on Dustin's knees, who continued to cry, this time gazing at you and wailing harder. "Eddie, Eddie, Eddie. You're okay." You knelt on his opposite side, and his eyes lit up as soon as he saw you.

"Hi, sweetheart." Your heart skipped a beat due to your favourite pet name. But it also skipped a beat because of how pale he was and the blood staining his shirt and lips.

And I don't want to miss a thing

"Hi," you whispered, tears welling in your eyes. Your left hand had gone behind his head, your fingertips stroking his scalp while your right hand was unsure where to rest. It eventually grabbed one of his hands and placed it on his chest, fingers intertwined. "It's okay. We are going to take you out of here, and we will-.”

Eddie cut you off. "I'm g-g-oing to miss it." He chuckled, but his demeanour and tone were sorrowful. His hand tried hard to grip yours. "I'll be missing our g-graduation." As he scrutinised your face, he coughed, tears welling in his eyes.

Lying close to you, feeling your heart beating

"No, you will not." You sobbed. "You will be there. I'll make sure you get out of here," You spoke fast so as not to be stopped by remarks you didn't want to hear. "And then we'll graduate together, look terrific, and do everything we said we'd do. Everything we have in store for the future. A future together."

As his other hand clasped your arm, his eyes began to close. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart."

"Stop talking, Eddie." You wept and shook your head. "Don't do it. Don't say something like that."

And I'm wondering what you're dreaming

"Listen," His hand moved up, grasping the back of your neck and forcing you to come in closer. "I'm r-really proud of you." No. That annoyed you. You both despised and yearned to hear those words. Eddie Munson always told you how proud he was of you because he knew you needed it and because he was honestly proud of everything you accomplished and pleased to call you his girl. "And you're going to look s-s-stunning in your red dress. I wish I could s-see it with all my heart." You opened your mouth to respond, but he cut you off by turning his head to look at Dustin. "D-Dustin."

Wondering if it's me you're seeing

The youngster was still sobbing. Tears streamed down his cheeks, turning his face bright crimson. "Yes?" The single word was a gasp.

"I trust y-you to lo-look after her, okay?" His remark made you both weep even harder, your body nuzzling closer to Eddie's. "I have f-faith in you t-t-two to look after each other and t-the others." Dustin simply nodded. "I think y-you would be an e-excellent Master as well." That statement was too much for the kid, who began begging him to remain silent and not leave them. "Th-thank you for helping m-me and trusting me. Y-y-you hear me?"

"Eddie..." You cried out.

Then I kiss your eyes

His gaze returned to you for one last time. "Y/N, k-kiss me." You shook your head, not because you didn't want to kiss him, but because you were afraid that it would be the last time. "P-please, please, please. I love you s-so much. Please kiss me."

And thank God we're together

You leaned closer to his face as his hand travelled from the back of your neck to your cheek, thumb wiping away some of your tears. Then you mashed your lips against his, feeling him open his mouth for a few seconds so his tongue could brush yours. His hand slid to the back of your head again, pulling you closer to him as your lips stayed connected.

And I just want to stay with you in this moment forever

It happened slowly yet instantaneously for you. His hand weakened and fell limp to the ground. Your lips were still linked, and as you lost his touch, you opened your eyes to see his closed. "No way, no, no." You pecked his lips a few times, looking for a response, hands on his cheeks. "Please, Eddie. I don't know what to do without you. Eddie, please. Please do not leave me." You yelled. "Please, Eddie, I love you. Please."

Forever and ever

"Y/N," Dustin shouted your name, placing his hand on your shoulder.

"No," you said, shaking your head. Your gaze remained fixed on Eddie Munson, the love of your life. "No!"

I don't want to close my eyes

Someone's hands grabbed you. "We have to go Y/N," Steve. Steve's voice was heard. "We have to get out of here!" Because you didn't appear to be listening, other hands grabbed you and pulled you away from him.

"Do not fuck with me." You moved, fiercely shaking their hands away from your body. "I'm not going to leave him here."

"Y/N!"

"No!" You spun around to face them. Your head and heart were pounding. "I'm going to take him back even if it kills me." Everyone gazed at you, aware yet unable to comprehend your anguish. They had not lost the person they loved the most.

"All right, all right," Steve started to grab Eddie, but you stopped him.

"I carry him. You help."

I don't want to fall asleep

Everyone was afraid to say anything else. You had lost the love of your life, and you had all these plans together. Graduating, earning some more money, and buying a house away from Hawkins. One with enough space to welcome everyone since you'd be miserable without your friends, especially Eddie.

You had mentioned adopting a dog. You had discussed having children in the future, and even if you two had never considered marriage, you would have married Eddie in a heartbeat.

'Cause I'd miss you baby

Steve stared at the back of your head, unable to look at the body you were so eager to carry on your back.

If only you'd known Eddie had bought a ring. One to give to you on your graduation day. One pledging to marry you as soon as you had a stable income.

A ring Steve kept since Eddie was worried you'd discover it as you spent all day in his trailer.

And I don't want to miss a thing

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