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Eddie is so dramatic that every time, and i mean every single time, you don't give him attention, he acts like someone just killed him. Hand on his heart like he has just been stabbed, with him slowly falling on the ground, tongue out of his mouth. Usually it only takes you to call his name, between the chuckles, and touch his arm to bring him back to life, but one day, for your surprise, that doesn't work. He keeps standing there and while you keep saying his name, you hear him whispering in a soft voice:

"Kiss him. Only the true love kiss will break the spell."

Once you calm down from the laughs, you kiss him softly on the lips, only for him to immediately kiss you back passionately, one hand touching your cheek and another one in your hair. The kiss would have definetely lasted longer if it wasn't for the fits of laughter that gets both of you.

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“Lets strech those quads”

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Eddie Munson is the type of person that would make eye contact with you and nod his head along when you're speaking amongst a group of people and they've stopped listening to you.

Eddie Munson is the type to say, "Hey, you were saying?" when you're interrupted.

Eddie Munson is the type who would make you feel included and seen because he knows what it's like to be left out.

Eddie Munson is the type who would never let you walk behind or on the road when there's not enough space on the sidewalk for more than two people. He's linking hands with everyone and moving in a line! Or everyone's walking on the road, bitch!

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You and Eddie, silly grins on your faces, high and feeling groovy as you dance around the trailer, playing and singing to that one scene from Dirty Dancing.

"How you call your lover boy?"

"Come here, lover boy!

You collapse on his bed, smiling and giggling as he cages you in, peppering kisses to your face. His hand cups your cheek, leaning up to admire his girl.

He kisses you delicately, but fueled with passion and love. You pull away first when a light bulb goes off in your head. "LET'S DO THE LIFT!"

"Absolutely not!" He states, sternly.

Okay, that's all. Have a wonderful night. Bye

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i mean yeah but i still have hope for his returning

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Joseph Quinn & Lupita Nyong'o / CinemaCon 2024

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Story time ~

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Recording studio hangs with Rockstar!Eddie who maybe gets a lil distracted by your presence??? Hmm? Who is to say??? Me? Yes. And I do. (He's checking out your ass as you bend over to grab a drink from the mini fridge.)

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My edit, please don't repost anywhere else. Reblogs welcome ofc 💖

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If there is something Eddie would do after finding you cry is giving to you his bandana. Seeing you in that way breaks his heart. You, the person who always been nice towards him, the person who always said hi to him in the hallways without caring to be judged by others, crying in front of him. He feels the urge to run towards you and comfort you but doesn't want to scare you, makes you uncomfortable. You look at him, seeing him slowly bending down in front of you, offering you his bandana to wipe away your tears from your face, hearing him apologizing for not having any tissues with him. You take it, with trambling hands as Eddie notice, thanking him with a soft voice. You end up spending the next 10 minutes sit in front of each others in silence. He is the one breaking it by asking you if you are ok, if you want to talk. You end up telling him everything, Eddie still sitting there in complete silence listening to you. It's only when you finish talking that he starts, consoling you and cracking a few jokes that make you laugh. Eddie could't be more proud of himself in that moment. He really likes your laugh.

Once you notice what time it is you quickly stood up, telling him you have to go home now. Eddie stops you, asking you to stay and watch the DnD game if you'd like. You refuse. You really have to go home now but before going, you thank him, for everything. It's only when you get home that you notice you still have his bandana in his hands. He is the only thing you can think of that night.

You approach him the next day, in the cafeteria, where you give him back his bandana all dry and clean, thanking him once again for yesterday. You both can feel his friends eyes (and some others students too) on you two, but you don't care, you can't stop looking at each others. That day he asks you to sit and have lunch with them, and maybe join them later for a campaign. This time you say yes. That day you find a new friend. A new friend that will becoming something more in a very near future.

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Bestfriend Eddie giving you his favorite ring when you have to go out of town.

It’s only for a couple of weeks, but because the boy is so lovesick for you, he insists that you have a piece of him whoever you go- “think of it as a good luck charm, babe.”

Your cheeks heat under his warm gaze as he practically towers over you, standing so close. You’d miss him dearly- how could you not, but you’d promised him you’d call every night.

Your knees nearly buckle when he throws you a wink and you relent, accepting his offer. “O-okay, Eds,” you stammer, “although I think you should have something of mine, too.”

You remove one of your favorite earrings and place it into his palm, “you can hold onto this,” you grin, “I know you’ll take care of it.” You smile up at him, proudly sporting the ring he’d given to you.

He carefully cradles the diamond before closing his hand and safely tucking it away, giving you a long, bone-crushing hug and a kiss to your crown. “Of course I will, sweetheart.”

Two weeks later when he’s picking you up from the airport, he throws your bags in the van, and all but runs to pull you into him, when you stop him in his tracks.

A familiar glimmering stud shines brightly from his earlobe.

“Eds…did you go and get your ear pierced while I was away?!” You ask, tucking his hair to the side to get a better look.

“Well sort of… I did it myself. Just wanted to be able to take a piece of you with me everywhere, too.”

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eddie’s guitar pick necklace swinging in your face while his cock completely ruins you for other men

*explodes and combusts into pink mist*

pulling on it mid thrust and him stopping, hips stuttering and hands braced above you. hair tumbling around his head, "what? did i hurt you?" because hes always thinking of you.

but you just smile and tug on the necklace again until he takes the hint and leans down. you kiss him, and he sighs into your mouth. drops the full weight of himself on top of you, hands coming up to cup your cheeks. he licks into your mouth, tongue meeting yours.

he pulls back with a tug of your bottom lip between his teeth. "what was that for?" his voice is soft, questioning. his thumbs are trailling over the apples of your cheeks.

"just love you." you tell him, and you clench your inner muscles around his cock. he lets out a breath and you card your fingers through his hair. "you're so pretty. happy you're mine."

he kisses you again. deeply this time. rocks his hips into yours, sliding in and out of you at a slower, sweeter rhythm. your legs wrap around his waist, holding him to you.

"love you." he says into your mouth, moving against you. his necklace pools in the dip of your collerbone. your skin is slick with sweat, the meeting of your flesh filling the room. "god, you're gonna make me cum. inside, yeah? need to fill you, baby."

you squeeze around him, everywhere. "never felt this good before." you whine, "cum in me. please, i want it."

"you have it, honey, you have me." he kisses you all over, your cheeks, your neck, staying there as he mouths at your throat. his pelvis grinding against yours, balls hitting your ass with every heavy slap. "never gonna need it from anyone else. just me."

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ill se you soon, my loves

Hello my beautiful friends,

as you may or may have not noticed i haven't been active at all- no repost's, no comment's, no message's.

I've been meaning to write this post for the longest time, but when life gets in the way even he simplest thing's become the hardest challenges.

This isn't a farewell my loves, this is a "i'll see you soon"

Life hasen't been treating me kindly, and i've been taking it quite harshly. Punch after punch you become weaker and weaker- and you need a bit of time to get back on the ring.

My loves, i'll see you all very soon, i adore all of you, and im incredibely garteful for the people i've met on here; such beautiful and candid souls.

Take care, my adored, ill be back before you notice xxx <333

@eddies-acousticguitar @joejoequinnquinn @silent-stories @spookyscarydemonbabe @kassy-munson @louloulemons-posts @mythicalea

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Thinking about dad!eddie again but this time young!dad!eddie he got you, his high school girlfriend, pregnant. Your parents hate Eddie because he is “lower” then them. But that doesn’t stop Eddie he does everything he can for you during the pregnancy, weird pregnancy cravings at 2 in the morning? He is trying everything with you. Pregnancy hormones? He can be a shoulder to cry on or punch. But of course it still not enough for your parents.

Then the young one comes, your parents try their hardest to keep Eddie away. But no no no that won’t work for dad!eddie he is there every single day he doesn’t mind the dirty looks your mom gives him when he walks in the house reaching for his child. Or the words under your dads breath when he walks by your room seeing Eddie on the bed with his two loves of his life napping on them.

Why? Because he loves his family that he created. Yes he might be young. Yes he might be still in high school. Is his grades slipping due to fatherhood? Yes but hey he doesn’t care. Because he gets to see his child’s firsts. First words, first crawl, first steps, first time eat solids, first headbang. He saw it all.

He becomes the cool dad obviously. He loves showing off your child. He has many matches band shirts with them. He takes them to hellfire uses them has, props, or as the villain. There is a fic where Eddie uses is daughter as a dragon for is campaign and I am in love with it.

I think if school got too hard for him he would drop out and find a job. He wants to get his family out of this hellhole. He would work as a mechanic or with Wayne. Yes he is aching. Yes he thighs are sore. But he is still climbing into your window to sleep with his family.

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Thinkin about how sweet Eddie would be in the morning waiting for you to wake up. Laying in bed with you while you softly snore just gently tracing his fingers along the features of your face, bringing his lips to ever so gently press little kisses into your skin. First the tip of your nose, your cheeks, forehead, jaw, and finally your lips. Depending on if you have to be awake for any reason he may wake you, but if theres no reason to wake you he wouldn’t dare. His baby needs their beauty sleep :((

If he does need to wake you up he does it so so sweetly, continuing to kiss your cute little face and run his rough hands on you and gently shaking you. He whispers a little to you about needing to wake up first and starts getting louder little by little, but nothing over low talking. He melts if you do wake up and ask for just a few more minutes, checks the time, and hold you to his chest and lets you have just a couple more minutes of peace. How is he meant to resist when your little sleepy voice is just too cute.

If there is no reason for you to be awake on the other hand he just lays or sits with you taking you, in all of your sleeping glory, in. He might decide to get up and fix you both some coffee or maybe make some breakfast, nothing too fancy, likely a bowl of cereal. If it starts getting a little late he is likely to encourage you to wake up, maybe opening curtains or turning a lamp on. Nothing to startle you awake but something to let you wake up on your own.

“There’s my baby,” He presses a kiss to your forehead as you stir awake, mumbling something about the time. “Awh honey, sleepy?” You look up at him and nod pouting ever so slightly. “mhn.. few more minutes.. please..” Your voice is barely audible but Eddie hears you loud and clear. “Yea baby,” He pulls you close to him so your head can rest on his chest, “Just a few more minutes ok?” You nod your head as you snuggle into him. He kisses the top of your head and shuts his own eyes. It was not in fact “A few more minutes” as you both wake up nearly an hour later. But it was totally worth it.

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