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portaltothevoid · 2 years

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Foolin’ (19//20) eddie munson x ofc

Summary: A pivotal moment occurs for Kat and Eddie’s relationship.

Warnings: ANGST and fluff

Word count: 2.4k

Taglist: @munchabunch @madaboutmunson @riffcrusader @michele131

Eddie was holding a fairly large present bag. The only thing sticking out of it was what looked to be a bouquet of roses. Kat could barely process that he was even standing in front of her, nevermind what he was holding. She only stared at him, her face expressionless. A few seconds later, her earlier anger towards him came back full force. Her face contorted into a scowl.

“Anyone ever tell you, you’re a real fucking asshole?”

“I know, I know. I’m a piece of shit for forgetting, but some shit came up and I had to take care of it. Please, I can explain. I– I’m sorry.”

“Aw, you’re sorry? Great! All better!” Her voice exuded sarcasm with a fake grin before turning right back to a grimace.

“No, sorry isn’t gonna make this better. I know that. Please, you gotta let me explain. I didn’t do it on purpose. The last thing I ever want to do is hurt you.”

“Oh, well, clearly you’ve been busy doing everything else on that list today!”

“Kat, will you just hear me out?!” He pleaded, his voice verging on the edge of desperation.

“Why? Why should I? As far as I can tell, you’re really starting to turn out like almost everyone else around me. But you know what? If it wasn’t for you also bailing on Dustin, I would have been completely alone for the whole fucking day. So I guess I can thank you for at least doing something for me!”

“Really? You’re really not gonna at least try to listen to anything I have to say?”

“Hmm, nope! Doesn't look like it! You’ve barely followed through with a single goddamn thing you’ve told me you would have. So, again, why the hell should I?!”

“Kat–” was all he could manage to say before she slammed the door in his face. Eddie, however, wasn’t about to let this go – to let her go. He knew she was hurt. He knew that’s where her anger was coming from. Before, there were so many times the ones she needed close to her left her high and dry. The guilt was ripping him apart inside knowing he accidentally did the same to her, on her birthday no less. There was no way he was heading home without explaining everything to her, without trying to get her to understand. So he opened the door, letting himself in.

She made it halfway up the stairs before she froze and slowly turned around when she heard the door open and shut. There was no hiding the tears that were spilling down her face.

“Kat. The guy I get all my shit from got busted yesterday, okay? I had to go there and deal with it. My ass was on the line. Everything was on the line yesterday. I didn’t even get back til, I don’t even know, seven tonight? I had to haul ass and harvest whatever shit could be saved, secure the greenhouse – look, the details don’t matter. I just– It was the difference between me ending up just like my old man and living up to the Munson family name. I had to cover my own ass. It’s not that I don’t care about you. It’s quite the opposite, in fact. I couldn’t– There was nothing else I could do. Don’t think I don’t feel so fucking guilty and like a goddamn asshole and a piece of shit. It’s like… the more I try not to end up like my folks, the more I’m sucked into it. I fucked up. Completely. But it had nothing to do with you.” His voice started out forceful, commanding as he demanded her attention. The more he went on, the more his voice started to falter before dropping to almost a whisper. “Please, Kat. You gotta believe me.”

She bit her bottom lip in an attempt to keep her composure and to keep from bawling. Carefully going back down the stairs, she walked right up to him, only inches away from him. “You were the only one I wanted to be there today. And you weren’t!” She shoved him, making him take a couple steps backwards. He let her bag of presents slide off his arm and onto the floor.

She moved a few steps forward, raising her arms, intending to hit his chest. He grabbed her wrists, wrapping her arms around himself, before wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close to him. “You weren’t there. You…weren’t…fucking…there.” She sobbed into his chest, opening the floodgates that held everything she had been keeping inside all day. Her knees buckled at the weight of it all. Holding onto her, he guided her down, as he sat in the middle of her foyer, pulling her onto his lap. Choking back tears of his own, he did everything he could to soothe her while she just completely broke down. He held onto her so tightly wanting to make sure she knew he was there, that he wasn’t leaving, that he had no intentions of leaving.

Eventually, her breathing returned to normal, the tears slowed. He turned her gently to face him and he wiped whatever tears remained with his thumbs. “I’m sorry.” She whispered so softly, it was hardly audible.

“What else happened today?” His voice was dripping with concern.

Kat got up and grabbed his hand, leading him to the kitchen where the balled up note was still on the counter. “M-my aunt. She– she–” Kat took a deep breath in to steady herself. “She left for Nevada to see my uncle and– and she never mentioned it. Not once. I found out…she just left a note.” She handed it to him so he could read it himself. “All she gave me was a plate of cookies. I…I gave them to Dustin. But she…was gone. And– and– and then,” her voice broke, “I didn’t hear from you.”

Everything made sense. Eddie looked over at her as her lip began to quiver again. He tossed the note back onto the counter, pulling her to him again. “I’m here, Kat. I’m here.” She held onto him as tightly as she could without hurting him. “I’m not going anywhere, ‘kay?” All she could do was nod into his chest. He moved back slightly, just so he could kiss the top of her head, before he leaned his head on hers. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t here today. I’m so fucking sorry.” He breathlessly whispered. The only response Kat could muster was to hold him tighter, before eventually whispering, “You’re here now.”

He moved her slightly, so he could change his hold on her. He placed one hand on the side of her neck, the other on the back of her head. “And I’m not going anywhere.” He moved her head down to kiss her forehead. She looked up at him with such adoration, admiration, and simply, love. Her eyes flitted back and forth from his enamoring brown eyes to his lips. Just as she was about to open her mouth to say something, his lips came crashing down onto hers. This kiss was soft, yet deep, urgent and passionate. When they parted, he repeated quietly, “I’m not going anywhere,” as he looked right into her eyes. She looked away briefly, needing a small reprieve from the intensity, but a crooked smile made its way onto her face.

He returned her little smile. His hands slid down her back, clasping together as they rested on her lower back. “So, uh, you wanna, maybe, open your presents now?” He asked with a soft, breathy chuckle. Her smile widened, and she nodded. He unclasped his hands, leaving one arm around her waist, as he guided the both of them back to the foyer. Grabbing the bag, he led them to the couch. She sat down and criss crossed her legs facing him. He turned to face her. “Hope you like roses…I didn’t know what to get. Figured couldn’t really go wrong with ‘em.” He said as he took the bouquet of red and white roses out of the bag, placing them gently on the coffee table.

“I love them.” She said as she took the bag he held out to her. Shaking the bag lightly, she eyed Eddie suspiciously. “Alright, Munson. You do know your fate depends on the contents of this bag, right?” He just gave her a shit-eating grin in response. Fishing around inside the bag, she grabbed what felt like a little log of…something. Everything was loosely wrapped in newspaper, which made her laugh. “Nice wrap job.”

Scratching the back of his head, he shrugged. “I was, uh, in a bit of a hurry. Ya know, had to improvise a bit.”

Kat chuckled as she playfully rolled her eyes before she unraveled her first gift. When she saw it, she shook her head, laughing more. “You know, with how much candy I’ve gotten today, I swear it was Halloween again.” He had gotten her two king sized Three Musketeers, of course, along with Reese’s and Milky Way, both king sized. To be cheeky, he added one regular sized Kit-Kat. She shook her head again at that, sighing exaggeratedly.

“I dunno if you like those, but it’s got your name on it, so I had to. I mean, I’ll eat it if you don’t.”

“No, no. I like them. No take backs. You just can’t make that pun without at least getting a look.” She smiled coyly at him as she dove back into the bag. Her second gift was still on the small side, but bulky. Unwrapping this rectangular present, she saw two sleeves of nips. One Jack Daniels, the other Maker’s Mark. “Well, don’t mind if I do!” She said as she opened the Maker’s Mark, knocking it back. Eddie just stared at her, mildly impressed. “What? Today wasn’t exactly sunshine and rainbows. You want one?” She asked, throwing one at him before he even responded.

He caught it and tossed it around in hands. “More of a beer guy, but, fuck it.” He said once he decided to open it and only knocked half of it back with a look of pain on his face. “How the hell do you do that?!” Kat cracked up at him.

“Aw, can’t handle the hard stuff?” She teased as she grabbed the last of her small presents. Eddie just squinted at her and finished off the rest of his shot, desperately trying to play it cool. “Learn to love the burn.” She laughed at him again as she opened up a baggie filled with joints and four small dime bags filled with weed. “Man, it’s like you really know me.” She said wistfully as she took out a joint and reached over to the coffee table to put the bag down and grab a lighter. Eddie was faster with the lighter and handed her his. She lit it up and took a couple hits, blowing the smoke directly in Eddie’s face, before she handed it to him.

“You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?”

“Duh,” she giggled.

“Okay, so, for those. Open the one without the thing on it first.” Kat nodded. Carefully opening, what to her correct assumption, was a record. It was something she had never even heard of – Walls of Jericho by Helloween. “That was just released yesterday. They’re German. I don’t even know how my guy got a copy already, but from what I heard of them, I feel like you’ll like them.”

“It looks rad. I can’t wait to listen.”

“Now, take off the small one. Open that last. This…this one is the star of the show.”

As Kat revealed one of her final presents, her face dropped in shock. “How did you… where? This doesn’t…” Somehow, Eddie managed to snag Dokken’s newest album Under Lock and Key, a day early. Kat was buzzing with excitement.

“The guy at the record store owed me a favor, so I cashed it in.” He said smugly knowing he did very well on the present front. Maybe not enough to make up for being a forgetful idiot, but points were definitely made.

Kat quickly opened the final, small gift that went with this one to reveal a cassette of the same record. “You gotta have it for your car,” he said as she looked at him in complete wonderment.

“I… This– Holy shit. I think these might be the best presents anyone has ever gotten me?”

“You’re welcome.” Eddie said, dragging out the vowels.

Kat excitedly opened the record and went to put it on. She stood completely still as the opening to “Unchain the Night” swelled. As soon as the guitars kicked in full force, she turned to look at Eddie wide eyed. “This is– Do you hear–” She was so excited she couldn’t even formulate full sentences. “I mean do you hear this?! It’s so good!” Kat finally managed to say as she moved herself back to the couch, bobbing her head along to the beat. As the chorus started again, she was already air drumming. Then she was up and dancing around the living room again. After the first song ended, she ran over to Eddie tackling him with a hug. “This is the best gift ever.”

“So…what’s my fate?” He said with a smile. All the while he had been watching her with amusement as she was genuinely enjoying herself and reveling in her happiness.

“Hm…I guess you redeemed yourself. I guess I’ll keep you around.”

“You guess?”

“Yeah, I guess.” She giggled as she snuggled closer to him as they listened to the rest of the record. After they sang “In My Dreams” together, which Eddie had learned to love because of Kat, they talked about anything and everything. Eventually, the conversation lulled as they both started to doze off. Quickly, Kat got up once she realized and cleaned up the living before nudging Eddie awake. “Hey I’m gonna go to bed,” she said softly.

“Hm? Yeah. Yeah. I should, uh, head home.” Eddie quickly stood up and started to make his way towards the door. Kat grabbed his hand and stopped him in his tracks, shaking her head.

“No. Stay.”

His mouth turned up into a smile before he pulled her in for another kiss. When they parted, he gestured for her to go in front of him. “After you, m’lady.”

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upsidedownwithsteve · 10 months

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I'm absolutely DYING over SteveEddieReader. I'm positively BEGGING you for more. I typically don't read fem reader things as I tend to lean more masc but FUCK your series with them is just so damn good 😫 they fit together so well

18+

“Oh my god— ohmygod, Steve…”

Back arching, you cried out, grabbing at the boy’s hair, pulling him closer between your thighs. He let out a muffled moan, a dirty sounding thing as his tongue licked a line up your cunt, lips wrapping around your clit to suck meanly.

Big hands kept your legs open, fingers pushing into the plush of your thighs as he kept his mouth on you, kissing sweet around your folds, nuzzling into the slick of your pussy, nose bumping your clit as he pushed his tongue further into you. It was all too much already, the heat in Steve’s bedroom rivalling the summer evening outside, the pink-orange glow of his bedside lamp showing off the way your body squirmed.

“Shit, honey,” Steve groaned, kissing at your thigh before sliding one finger - two fingers - inside of you. “No idea how good you taste, huh? So fuckin’ sweet—“

“Yeah?” Another voice interrupted, a second set of hands pulling at an ankle, spreading you wider. “If you quit bein’ so greedy, maybe I’ll find out.”

Steve scowled as Eddie shoulder his way beside him, between the bracket of your legs. He grinned up at you when you let out a laugh, still out of breath and shaking from the way Steve’s fingers were curling inside you.

“Wait your turn, man,” Steve snipped back, leaving another kiss on your knee as he pushed his fingers deeper, searching for his favourite spot. You let out a sharp gasp, head tipping back and the boy smirked. “Our girl’s having too much fun.”

Eddie ignored him, leaning in anyway to press kisses inside your thigh, humming when his tongue ghosted over where Steve’s fingers were. You sucked in a breath, eyes closed tightly, waiting for the next sensation.

“Yeah, honey?” Steve cooed, pushing at your knee, ordering you to spread yourself obscenely for the two of them. “You like that?”

You pulled at his hair in answer, your free hand searching blindly for Eddie until he got the hint and let you tangle your fingers in his curls too. He swore when you tugged, hips lifting up off Steve’s comforter in search of lips and tongues.

“More, sweetheart?” Eddie tutted. “She’s so greedy, huh?” He wasn’t even talking to you, ‘cause he was looking at Steve and smiling, a stupid amount of affection in his eyes despite their previous bickering.

“She wants us both?” Steve asked softly, sliding his digits out of you, only to use his thumb to spread your folds open for both of them. You nodded, feeling a little wild with the anticipation of it all. “Yeah? Wanna say please for us?”

You made a strangled noise, a soft, pretty sounding thing that Eddie cooed at. “Please,” you begged, squirming a little on the bed until Steve squeezed your thigh in warning.

“Such a good girl,” Eddie praised and you didn’t have a chance to respond before he ducked his head and dragged his tongue over your clit, a soft, kitten lick that made you cry out.

Steve did the same, his forehead pressed to Eddie’s as he licked over the entrance of your cunt, tongue pushing through your folds to taste you, groaning filthy when his tongue met Eddie’s.

It was dizzying the feeling of both of them between your legs, the feel of two mouth, two tongues. And fuck, if it wasn’t the hottest thing when you felt them pull away from you for just a second, only to hear their lips meeting for a kiss with the taste of you on both their tongues.

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songbirdofthenight · 2 days

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Soft Eddie Blurb

Author's note- this was meant to be like 5 lines of text and its more than that oops..

18+ MDNI Eddie x Fem!reader

Warnings- Smut, somonophilia, fingering, dry (???? probably not) humping, finger suckings, pet names (good girl, honey, sweets, baby…)- please let me know if I forgot anything! Join my taglist: https://forms.gle/7BZnQs5r36bfbTQg7 Feel free to tip! Kofi linked here: https://ko-fi.com/songbirdofthenight post divider by reverieresources

Thinking about soft!Eddie pulling you closer as you wake up. His hands hold you gently as you come back from your dreams. Eddie peppering kisses on your shoulders and neck as you hum and curl into him.

“Morning, sweetheart.”

“Hi baby.” “Was thinkin’,” “Yeah?”

“Thinkin’ bout kissing you all over,”

You hum in response.

“Gonna let me feel you baby? Let me wake you up, yeah?”

“Mhm, go ahead Teddie.” Eddie kissed your skin, shifting you gently onto your back. He pulled himself on top of you, sliding his hands under his oversized shirt you slept in. Eddie sat with a knee resting between your legs and the other planted firmly beside you. His calloused fingertips traced over your delicate frame. Eddie kissed you oh so carefully, his lips softly soothing yours. His fingertips brushed across the plush of your hips, slipping into the waistband of your panties. His knee nudged your crotch, feeling the wet patch just barely there.

“Gettin’ wet f’me aren’t ya?” He smiled as he leaned into your neck. Eddie’s lips were rough and slightly chapped against your neck as he created a constellation of marks on your skin. His hot breath caught your ear “be so good f’me, let me have you?”

“Mhm,” it practically came out as a moan. Your sleepy haze was quickly being replaced with that of dizzy pleasure. Without much thought, you were grinding against his knee. The wet patch on your panties doubling in size as he continued sucking at your neck. Eddie, clad only in a tight pair of boxers, straddled your leg, humping your bare thigh in rhythm with the kisses he plastered on your neck.

“Eds,” you huffed out.

“Right here baby,” he hummed back. Eddie’s fingers grew curious, one hand remained planted on your hip, the other sliding across your waist, fingers dipping between your folds. He took time to rub soft circles against your clit as you built pressure pushing further against his knee. “Feels good baby?” “So good, Teddie,” you moaned back. The last few bubbles of sleep collided with your pleasure filled haze as Eddie slipped two fingers into your sopping cunt. His movements were rhythmic, almost songlike as he pumped in and out of you.

He’s always careful with you, never pushing your boundaries or doing too much. It was always just right. Eddie was quite skilled with his fingers. You often watched him practice guitar, paying close attention to the movement of his fingertips on the frets as they tapped away at whatever melody he decided to spontaneously learn.

His fingers reached the soft, spongy spot inside you with perfect tension causing an arch in your back. He worked with such precision and care, watching as you arched with his movements. Your head nodded vigorously crying out to him. “Uh huh, uh huh, right there don’t stop” spilled from your lips like honey. You were dangerously close to the edge, his pace became quicker. Eddie hadn’t paid much attention to himself, barely noticing the tent in his boxers. His cock stirred as he watched you writhe beneath his touch. His movements became rash, rocking against your leg as you fucked his. The coil in your stomach was round so tight as he pressed harder and harder bringing you over the edge. You babbled a mixture of ‘cumming’ and slew of curses as your orgasm erupted over your body. Eddie’s coo’s were distant as you floated through the feeling.

“Such a good girl for me,” he sang, “that’s it baby just like that, let go for me.” Your pussy pulsed around his drenched fingers as your high slowly subsided. You relaxed with a few heavy breaths. Eddie’s movements stopped as you came down from your high. You groaned as he pulled his fingers out, eyes opening to see him slide them into his mouth. “Taste’s soooo good honey, so sweet f’me.”

You blushed. Eddie removed his fingers holding them to your lips. “C’mon, you gotta taste baby,” he tapped your bottom lip. Your lips popped open for him to slide his fingers across your tongue. You could taste yourself and him, tongue swirling around his fingers. Eddie kept a soft rock on your thigh as you sucked his fingers. The tent in his boxers only becoming harder to ignore. “Keep going like that and I’m gonna cum in my pants sweets,” Eddie warned, stealing his fingers from your lips. “You awake now?” He hummed, “uh huh” you mumbled softly, just barely conscious.

Eddie shook his head, “I don’t think you are honey, you gonna let me fuck you now? Let me wake you up real good?” He begged. Your legs spread wider exposing your drooling pussy, “wake me up Eds, need you so bad.” Tags: @Micheledawn1975 @ali-r3n @sataniicsex @luumunson @roxiehorrorshow @Jenniquinn @TLClick73 @myanxietyishigh Leave a tip! https://ko-fi.com/songbirdofthenight

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succubusmunson · 11 months

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Let’s Play

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: Jealousy is a dangerous game of who can make the other break first.

Warnings: SMUT (MINORS DNI), semi toxic relationship, exhibitionism kink, teasing, begging, praise, oral (m and f receiving), ball play, rimming (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), choking, spanking, slapping, breeding kink, squirting, overstimulation, unprotected sex, creampie

WC: 4.8K

(this was kinda rushed in the end, but i hope y’all enjoy!)

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You looked in the rear view mirror one last time before taking a breath and stepping out of your car.

Corroded Coffin was playing a show (if you could call a small crowd of local drunks and cougars a show), and while you were still mad over the stupid argument you had with Eddie earlier in the day, you still wanted to show up and support him.

You walked into the bar, a small group of patrons scattered around it. Your eyes scanned the bar looking for your boyfriend and of course, he was talking up some women with big tits. You knew exactly where tonight was headed just by looking at him. This is the game he really wanted to play? You were here to be nice, but seeing him talking to the bartenders had smoke blowing out your ears.

Eddie saw you by the front door and immediately pushed the girls aside, striding over to you. “I’m glad you came, sweetheart.” His smile was big and bright, but he had that mischievous look in his eyes.

“Oh, are you?” You pushed your sunglasses to rest on your head, your arms coming to cross against your chest.

You made sure to wear Eddie’s favorite outfits. It always left him drooling after you, staring at you like a starved man. Two can play this game, it was all about who would break first.

It wouldn’t be the first time this has happened. You and Eddie always did this, fought, had mind blowing make up sex, and did it all over again. It was a never ending cycle. The two of you loved each other, were in love with each other, but that didn’t stop the fights you had.

You heard it before, from your friends and family, that you fought this way to keep each other close, to have that spark always lit. No matter how many fights or nights where you almost went to bed angry, the spark was always there, always fully lit between the two of you. The two of you just couldn’t resist each other

“You gonna do this,” he looked around the bar, showing how now wasn’t the time to bring any of this up, “now?”

Your eyes rolled at him being a tad bit over dramatic. He was acting all innocent, but that glint in his eyes told another story.

You placed a freshly manicured hand on Eddie’s hard chest, feeling his heartbeat under it. It sped up when you touched him, sending shockwaves throughout his body, and all the blood straight to his cock.

“I see that look, Eddie.” You stood up on your tippy toes, your lipstick stained lips pressed against his ear. “You wanna play just as much as I do.”

Eddie had to bite back a groan. Feeling you this close to him, touching him, always sent him into a daze. You had this hold over him, and he didn’t want you to let go.

He tried to compose himself, cleaning his throat. “Maybe I do,” he pulled your body flush against his, his arms snaking around your waist. “You better watch yourself tonight, sweetheart.”

You pulled away from him, slowly walking backwards to the bar. “It’s you who should watch yourself.” You winked at him, licking your lips. “I always win.”

Soon enough, Eddie and the band took the stage. They looked comfortable up there, and as they should. Corroded Coffin have been playing at The Hideout for years, always hoping for the day that some huge record label person would walk in and sign them.

The bass quickly slithered its way into your body, making your heart beat out of your chest. It felt like you were vibrating, but you loved it.

Many songs were played as Eddie kept flirting with the cougars by the stage. Getting on his knees in front of them, slowly licking his lips, practically humping the mic stand. He did all this knowing that you were watching, hoping the jealousy was bubbling up inside you.

You couldn’t deny the need you had for him as you watched him, though. He was sweaty, beads dripping from his hair to his forehead. The bulge in his tight fitted pants was big enough for you to see where you stood, and the winks he kept sending your way had you weak in the knees. He was making it hard to focus, to breathe.

You two had the other wrapped around your fingers.

The set ended and just as Eddie jumped down, you turned your back to him. You were putting on a front and flirting with the bartender that had been making your drinks. Batting your eyelashes, letting your fingers linger over his when he handed you your drink. You even let out a few giggles, tossing your head back. You made sure that you were being loud enough for Eddie to hear.

And Eddie definitely heard, he walked up to you and pressed his sweaty chest into your back. You could feel the heat radiating off of him, but you weren’t sure if it was from just playing his heart out or the sight of you flirting with some stupid bartender.

Eddie didn’t say anything to you as he stood behind you, he just grabbed your ass and walked away. He had something up his sleeve, you knew it.

You watched him go over to a girl who was leaning up against the wall, smoking. Even though you couldn’t hear what was being said, you know he was asking to bum a cigarette. Eddie was always losing his somewhere.

What took you by surprise was when the girl popped it into his mouth, slowly running her fingers down his neck and chest.

Your fists balled at your sides as your eyes shot daggers at them.

The girl leaned forward, her forehead almost touching Eddie’s. She was smiling in his face and you swear you heard her ask, “do you have one brand of cigarettes you love… or are you open to other options?” Her hand went lower, almost reaching the top of his belt.

You couldn’t take it any fucking longer.

She popped open her lighter and went to light the cigarette dangling from Eddie’s lips.

Seeing red, you pulled him away, straight to the bar's nasty bathroom. At this point, you didn’t care where the two of you fucked, you just wanted him.

Eddie lost it the second you pushed the door close, pulling your body closer to his, and grabbing you by the back of the neck. “Who’s the winner now?”

You rolled your eyes, already working on undoing his belt. “You’re joking right? She was almost kissing you!” Your voice was raised, sure to be heard over the music playing outside the bathroom.

Eddie chuckled darkly, his grip getting tighter on you. “How about we talk about all that giggling you were doing with the bartender?” He leaned down and caught you in a feverish kiss, his teeth biting down in your bottom lip, and making you gasp. “Fucking pathetic to see you throw yourself at him like that.”

“Oh, so drunk girls can throw themselves at you all the time but the second I talk to some cute guy you have to act like this?” Your hands dropped from his belt and came up to rest confidently on your hips.

“Cute?” Eddie cocks his head to the side, his teeth gritting, and his jaw clenched. “You wanna find another choice of words?”

“No, I don't.”

“You’re really digging yourself a hole?” He walks you backwards, pinning you between him and the wall, your back hitting the tiled, cold wall with a slight thud. “Are you really sure you want to go down this route?”

Deciding to push Eddie’s limits further, you shrugged. “What are you gonna do?”

“Oh, sweetheart,” he ripped your shirt right down the middle, the ripping off the fabric echoing in your eyes. “I’m gonna make sure you know that you can’t have anyone but me.”

He took you by surprise, the cold air surrounding your body and making your nipples immediately harden.

Eddie looked up at you. His big, brown eyes are filled not with innocence, but lust, jealousy, and need.

You couldn’t deny how wet you were at this moment. Your thighs were sticky as you clenched them together, and your skin felt hot. All you wanted was Eddie, all you needed was him.

“Please…” Eddie knew what you wanted by your tone of voice, but he was going to make you work for it.

“On your knees, pretty girl.” He undid his belt quickly, letting it clank as he pulled down his jeans and boxers just under his ass.

His cock was already hard, leaking with precum, and his balls heavy with the need to be drained.

Slowly, you dropped to your knees, your eyes still looking up at him. His cock right in front of your face, just waiting for you to put that mouth to good use.

“Open,” you quickly obeyed, opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue.

Eddie grabbed the base of his cock and slapped the leaky tip against your tongue. The salty precum flooded your tastebuds and you closed your eyes to try and savor the flavor longer.

You wrapped your lips around the tip, your tongue licking over the slit before taking more of him in your mouth.

“Fuck- it’s always so easy to shut you up like this.” Eddie’s hand rested on the back of your neck, holding your head still so he could fuck his cock into your throat. “Just fucking take it.”

You gagged and your eyes started to tear up, but that didn’t stop you from opening your mouth more.

Eddie’s balls slapped wetly with each thrust of his hips against your chin, drool dripping down it. You were sure your throat was going to be raw after him fucking your face, but it was all worth it. “Doing such a good job for me, baby.”

You tried to speak, tried to thank him but your voice came out muffled. His cock was stuffed fully in your mouth.

“Shhh, don’t try to talk.” Eddie ran a thumb over your cheek soothingly, wiping your tears away before gently slapping you. “Just let me fuck your pretty face.”

His hips thrusted, the tip of his cock nudging at your throat. Your lungs burned from lack of air, but you could stay on your knees for him forever.

Your nose was pressed against the small thatch of curls at the base of Eddie’s cock, his balls wetly pressed against your chin. His cock throbbed in your mouth and against your tongue. You swallowed around his cock, gagging each time it hit the back of your throat.

Eddie wrapped a hand around your throat, feeling his cock bulge in it. He couldn’t help but groan, knowing you took all his cock in your mouth like the good girl you are.

“God damn it,” he pulled you away, your spit webbing between your lips and his cock.

He didn’t stop there. Instead, he pulled your head closer to his balls, dragging them across your waiting lips. His cock was pressed against your face, precum smearing across your forehead.

You did want you know he wanted, you opened your mouth and sucked the heavy sack in. Your tongue rolled against the velvety skin, your teeth nibbling here and there.

“S-shit,” Eddie’s blunt nails dug into your skin, creating crescent moon shapes in their wake.

You kept sucking, pulling on them. Having them in your mouth was enough to have your hips rolling against the air, looking for any type of friction against your clit. He knew what a slut you were for his balls.

“Yeah? You like having my balls in your mouth?” He smirked down at you as you tried to nod your head with your mouth full of him.

You grabbed his cock and moved your hand up and down in a twisting motion. More precum bubbled out of the slit and over your knuckles. Your spit and all the precum made it easy for your hand to move in swift motions.

While moving your hand up and down, squeezing at the tip, you gargled around his balls. Each lick and nibble making Eddie shake with pleasure.

“Shit-shit,” Eddie’s stomach muscles tightened and he was close to cumming.

You could feel his cock twitch and throb in your hand, the precum dripping continuously down your knuckles.

As much as Eddie wanted to cum on your face right now, he couldn’t couldn’t let that happen yet. He had to cum in your pussy tonight. He wanted to fill you up until he had nothing left to give, breed you nice and full.

Eddie pulled his balls from your mouth and looked down at you. The sight of you on your knees, looking perfect, had him in awe.

Your lipstick was smeared across your chin, eyeliner and mascara running down your cheeks with tears. You looked pretty like this. A pretty mess that he had made.

Eddie helped you stand up, and turned you around. His chest was pressed up against your back as his hands roamed over your body. “Let’s get you out of this pants.”

His fingers made quick work, unbuttoning your jeans, and sliding his cold fingers inside your panties. “Who’s got you all wet? I know it isn’t that bartender.”

“Y-you.” Your voice was quiet and shaky, his fingers barely brushing against your clit.

“What was that? I didn’t hear you?” Oh, he heard you alright, he just wanted to hear you say it again. Eddie always wanted to hear how he was the only one who could get you soaked. No one else held such power over you.

“You, Eddie.” You wiggled your hips, his fingers pinching at your clit. “I’m wet for you.”

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Just as quickly as he slid his fingers into your panties, he slid them back out.

Eddie helped you shimmy down your jeans and panties off in one go, pooling around your ankles before you stepped out of them.

His rough hands grabbed at your supple skin. Digging into the flesh of your ass, feeling your body mold into his hands. He had you just where he wanted you.

“I don’t know whether to tease you,” he trailed a blunt fingernail up your back, goosebumps forming over your hot skin. “Or give you so many orgasms that you’re crying by the time I’m done with you.”

You shook your head rapidly, breath hitching each time he touched you. “Please don’t tease me, I can’t handle it.”

Eddie chuckled darkly in your ear, his teeth grazing against your earlobe. Every part of your body felt hot, the need for him almost becoming too much. “You think you have a say in this? You don’t, sweetheart. Remember, I won.”

“I make the rules,” his hand came down with a hard spank! across your ass cheek, causing you to let out a high pitched, breathy moan. The crack of his hand against your ass was loud enough to echo against the dirty walls. “You just sit there, look pretty, and take what I give you.”

Spank! Spank! Spank! His hand came down hard against your ass, over and over again. Your head was reeling, and you knew Eddie was enjoying it by all the chuckling he was doing.

The stings of the initial spanks and Eddie's rings made you hiss in pain and pleasure. If you weren’t wet before, you’re certainly dripping now.

Eddie walked you until your stomach was pressed against the sink, trapping you in. Both of his hands grabbed your ass cheeks, pulling them apart and exposing you.

God, you had the most perfect cunt. It was the prettiest color he had ever seen, was always so fucking wet, and it fit his cock perfectly. Each part of you, no matter the part, was made for him.

He groaned from behind you, licking his lips. “You’re fucking dripping.” His finger ran up the back of your thigh until it ghosted over your cunt, collecting some of your slick.

You gripped the edge of the sink, trying to compose yourself.

Eddie’s dark eyes looked at you through the mirror, smirking at you. He popped a finger in his mouth and swirled his tongue around it, making sure it was nice and clean. “God, I can’t get enough of how you taste.”

Behind you, he got down on his knees. He placed a hand on your lower back, bending you over the sink.

You let out a shocked moan the second you felt Eddie lick up from your sopping wet cunt all the way up to your puckered, pink hole. If this sink wasn’t made out of porcelain, it might have been broken with the tight grip you had on it.

“Oh my fucking god.” Your eyes rolled in the back of your head just as Eddie wrapped his plump lips around your clit. “Yes- Eddie!”

You reached a hand around and held into the back of his head, grinding your hips back against his exploring tongue.

“Mmm, mhm.” He couldn’t say much, but Eddie was showing just how much he loved the taste of you. Letting his tongue dip into your cunt for a moment before licking up towards your ass, getting it all nice and wet with his spit.

Eddie was slurping, licking, and sucking. He was doing everything he could with his skilled mouth and tongue to pull those pretty, pornographic moans that he loved so much coming from you.

Each moan sounded like an angel singing in his ears to him. If he could have your moans on repeat forever, he would.

The hand you had in Eddie’s hair pulled at his curls, his own moans sending vibrations through your body. “So good, Eddie, so fucking good!”

It was hard to keep your balance and not fall straight to your knees. The pleasure was growing and you could feel your orgasm fast approaching, making your toes curl in your shoes.

Eddie knew you were close too, and he wanted to feel you cum all over his face. He pulled your pussy lips apart and suckled your clit back into his mouth, shaking his head side to side, letting his teeth barely graze it.

Your clit throbbed in his mouth as your orgasm kept building and building until you finally let go.

“I-I’m cumming!” You were afraid that Eddie would stop, edge you until you couldn’t take it anymore. But he let you cum, kept sucking at your clit like his life depended on it, making obscene slurping noises.

You squeezed your eyes shut and slammed your hand on the sink as your orgasm ripped through your body. It was taking its time running through you, letting you feel every bit of pleasure it had to give. “Fuck, fuck!”

It’s safe to say that no one could eat pussy like Eddie. He was a god at it. You knew it, he knew it, and so did all those girls that could hear you screaming in the bar.

Eddie pulled away just as you finished cumming, standing back up, and looking at you through the mirror. His lips were swollen, covered in the mess you had made on him, practically dripping in your cum. “You wanna taste?”

He didn’t wait for you to answer, just grabbed you, and forced your head to turn. His lips felt sticky, hot, and wet. His tongue danced around yours, both of you moaning into the kiss. You both lingered in the kiss for a moment, melting into each other.

You pulled away, letting nothing but strings of salvia connect the two of you together. “Jesus Christ, Eddie.” Your breath was still labored from before, never fully catching it.

“I’m just getting started,” he grabbed the back of your thighs and sat you on the surprisingly sturdy sink. Your legs dangled above the floor and your ass barely hung off the sink.

“You look so pretty all fucked out.” Eddie didn’t let you argue with him, shoving two of his thick fingers in your mouth.

You bobbed your head up and down them, letting your tongue lick between them. Eddie and you held eye contact the whole time his fingers were in your mouth, you getting them all nice and wet.

He kicked your legs apart and took his spit wet fingers from your mouth.

“Eddie,” you bucked your hips into the air, already needing something touching you again.

“Hmm?” He trailed his fingers up your thigh, licking his lips. “You want something?”

“You know I do.” You grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand closer to your cunt. “Don’t do this to me, please.”

“Look at you begging,” two fingers slowly slid into your cunt, your mouth falling agape. “What? nothing to say now?”

Eddie held his fingers still, watching as you became greedy and fucked yourself against them. Your hips lifted off the sink a little each time you bucked your hips, trying to get Eddie to fuck you with his fingers.

“Fucking move.”

He grabbed you by the throat, squeezing it, and cutting off a small amount of your air supply. “Ask nicely and I’ll think about it.”

Your chest heaved as you tried to take in deep breaths, your heart starting to beat rapidly. “Shit- Eddie… please fuck me with your fingers, I need it.”

Eddie smirked at you, resting his forehead against yours. “C’mon, that was nothing. I know you can do a lot better than that.”

“I’ll do whatever you want, please! You’re the only one who knows what I love, how to make me cum.” Your eyes welled, tears threatening to spill over. One orgasm wasn’t enough, your body craved more.

He curled his fingers inside your cunt, pumping them in and out. His eyes never left yours, watching as they filled with pleasure. “That’s a good fucking girl.”

“Y-yes,” your breath came out hitched as his thumb started to toy with your clit. “I’m your good girl.”

“Yeah?” His fingers fucked you harder, your body shaking each time he fucked them into you. “Just my good girl, right?”

“Yes! Just- holy fucking shit!”

Eddie caught you off guard, wrapping his lips around one of your swollen nipples. He pulled at it with his teeth before moving to the other way, doing the exact same thing. He hummed against your skin.

Your head fell back against the mirror as your cunt squelched around his fingers, gushing as his fingers grazed against your g-spot. Your head spun as you let out silent screams, your body shaking the more you came.

The breath felt like it was punched from your lungs, your throat raw. You didn’t want this feeling to ever stop. You felt purely euphoric, everything tingled in the most perfect way.

“Holy fuck, baby.” Eddie couldn’t tear his eyes away you, his fingers still fucking into you harder and harder. He was in complete awe at the way you squirted from his fingers. “Such a dirty girl, aren’t you?”

Abruptly, he pulled his fingers out of you, watching the way they were dripping in your cum. You whined at the sudden feeling of emptiness.

“Don’t worry,” Eddie helped you off the sink, holding you steady as your legs wobbled. “You get to cum on my cock this time.”

You bent over the sink, pushing your ass out, and wiggling it in the air. As sensitive as you were, you craved his cock. “God, please. I need it.”

Eddie slid his pants and boxers down to his ankles, letting them pool. “I can see how badly you do, sweetheart.” He rubbed the throbbing top of his cock around your clit, slapping it a few times. “Want me to fill you up nice and full of my cum? Is that what you want?”

“Yes,” you turned your head to the side, making eye contact with him. “Please fill me up.”

He barely let you finish talking before he slid his cock inside your soaked cunt, balls pressing right against your clit. Your body fell forward against the sink, your hand resting against the mirror. You were so full of cock that you couldn’t think straight, couldn’t form a coherent sentence.

“I- Eddie- oh my,” your brain was shut off and the only thing it could focus on was the throbbing of Eddie’s cock stuffed tightly in your cunt.

“God dammit, baby,” Eddie pressed his body over yours, engulfing you in him. He dropped his head against your shoulder blade, his breath coming out in short pants. “Your cunt was made for my cock.”

You reached behind you, digging your nails into whatever part of him you could grab. “You feel so fucking good!”

Eddie chuckled, “bet that bartender, or anyone else, couldn’t fuck tou like this huh? He wrapped a hand around your throat, squeezing until you opened your mouth to catch your breath. “No, no… only I can fuck you this good.”

Your lungs burned for hair, but Eddie kept adding pressure. He smirked each time he squeezed your throat, making you whine.

“O-only you can!” His cock felt so good, sliding in and out of you, making you gasp and writhe against him.

Eddie pulled all the way out, leaving just the top of his cock inside you. You tried to grind your hips against him, but he let go of your throat to hold your hips still, keeping you in place.

“Say you’re mine,” his fingers on one hand dug into your flesh while the other cupped your jaw, forcing you to look into the mirror. “Fucking say it.”

You were a wreck, but you’ve never looked better.

“I-I’m yours!” Eddie slammed back into you, his hips slamming into yours at a bruising pace. “I’m all fucking yours!”

“That’s right,” Eddie could feel you getting closer, your cunt tightening around his cock. “You gonna cum for me again, sweetheart?”

“Please, please, please.”

He wrapped a hand around your body, finding your clit, and rubbing fast, harsh circles. Your body collapsed against the sink as your toes curled and thighs shook. You couldn’t hold it in any longer, fully letting go and cumming around Eddie’s cock.

You saw stars as you squeezed your eyes shut and screamed Eddie’s name at the top of your lungs.

“Yes, Eddie, yes!” You tried to stop shaking, to calm down but you couldn’t, not when Eddie didn’t stop fucking you.

“Give me one more, I know you can.” He grabbed your shoulder and pressed his chest against your back. “Can you do it? You gonna cum with me?”

You weakly nodded your head, letting Eddie do whatever he wanted to you.

He was close, his hips stuttering as he kept fucking you. His fingers never left your clit, rubbing in time with his thrusts, making you bite down on your lip hard enough to draw blood.

“My pretty fucking girl,” Eddie gritted his teeth. “Gonna fill you up and let my cum drip down your thighs so everyone can see.”

You focused on him in the mirror. His eyes were shut, mouth opened as he groaned, and his chest flushed a bright red. “Do it, please fucking do it!”

Eddie’s hips stilled as the both of you finally came together, your cum dripping down his cock as he kept his promise, pumping you full of his cum.

“T-take it all,” Eddie opened his eyes and looked between your bodies where he could see his cock twitch, cumming inside you. “Just like that, baby.”

Deep pants quickly filled up the now quiet bathroom, neither of you able to find your voice after cumming. The two of you stayed in the same position for awhile, savoring in the blissful moment of a jealous fuck.

It wasn’t until someone was banging on the bathroom door that Eddie finally pulled out of you, both of you wincing from the sensation.

You still had a tight grip on the sink, not trusting your wobbly legs to hold you up. “I can’t feel my legs.”

Behind you, Eddie was pulling up his pants, a smirk plastered on his face. “What can I say? I always know how to make you feel good.”

You quickly flipped him off before finally getting dressed yourself. Your panties were nowhere to be found, but you just shrugged it off, someone would find them later. Only then did you remember that your shirt was ripped down the middle. “I need your shirt.”

“Why?”

“Unless you want everyone to see my tits-“

Eddie tossed you his shirt, his jaw clenched just from the thought of someone seeing you in such an intimate way. “Put it on.”

You opened the bathroom door after getting dressed, noticing all the people staring at you. “Do you think they heard?”

Eddie found your panties under the sink, shoving them in his back pocket, making sure it was noticeable that he had them. “With the way you scream for my cock? They definitely heard.”

#eddie munson smut #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson fic #stranger things fic #eddie musnon fan fiction #eddie munson fanfic

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harrywavycurly · 27 days

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Secret Rendezvous Part 10: Not Red

Masterlist: Here

CW: Language

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A/N: I love your friendship with Gareth the next update will have some answers to some of y’all’s questions, so enjoy✨

“Are you actually in detention this time or is it more community service?” “Happy to see you too Gare Bear.” “Oh you’re so here for detention…what’d you do?” “Let’s see the paper says….oh this is great it says…reason for detention…using language unbecoming of a cheerleader of Hawkins High…but what they mean is Mr. Springer walked out of his class to me telling Jason to fuck off in the hallway after he made Chrissy upset.” “Sounds about right…” “what do you mean? It sounds about right that Jason made Chrissy upset or that I told him to fuck off?” “Uhm…uh…both?…actually?” “Relax I’m just fucking with you…why are you here?” “Oh I just wait in here on Thursdays until Eddie gets here for Hellfire.” “You…wait in detention for Eddie?” “Saying it out loud makes it sound…dumb but it’s just better than roaming the halls….uhm so…how’s…how’s Stacy?” “You haven’t texted her? Gareth she gave you her number like two days ago what the hell?” “I’m nervous! What if she gave it to me just so I’ll leave her alone?” “She gave it to you so you wouldn’t leave her alone you dingus! Text her right now or I’m never speaking to you again.” “Okay okay…what…what do I say?” “You say hey this is Gareth sorry it took me so long to text you I’m an idiot.” “I’m not saying that…or at least not the part about being an idiot….what are you doing?” “We have a game tomorrow and my nails looks like shit so I’m painting them…what else are you supposed to do in detention while Mrs. Taylor sleeps?” “Oh…you have to paint your nails and stuff for games?” “Yeah? You have to look perfect…you’re representing your school and all that shit so…yeah it’s important to look good…now what color?…just not red.” “Oh that’s a lot of…pressure…but why not red that’s a good color?” “Gareth do you even go here? What are our school colors?” “Oh yeah…not red…go with green then.” “Excellent choice…so I’m sorry again…for leaving you at the party.” “We’ve been over this…it’s fine I was having a good time with Stacy and you were having a good time with Hank-” “you know damn well that’s not his name.” “Shit sorry no need to hit me…but really it’s fine but uh did you have a good time?” “Yeah it was…okay…” “Emerson!” “Looks like your ride to the drama room is here.” “You two still haven’t talked?” “Nope…now go kick some weird fantasy troll or zombie ass.” “It’s been like three days…” “Emerson let’s fucking go!” “Ohh daddy is using his mean voice you better listen to him.” “Don’t say shit like that…but you’re okay though right?” “Gareth!” “Yes Gareth I’m okay…now really go before Eddie walks in here and drags you out and then I’ll have to kick his ass and redo my nails.” “Okay…see you later?” “Yeah I’ll text you when I’m home.” “Okay…enjoy detention!”

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upsidedownmvnson · 1 year

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eddie stares in the mirror at the scars that mark his body.

he knows it’s not his fault. and he knows there’s nothing he can really do about it, so he shouldnt dwell on things that are out of his control. he knows his scars make him unique, and that you find him just as attractive as you did before…

but even knowing all that, he stares at the marks on his skin and he hates them.

it’s a constant reminder. kids stare at him at the pool, some people ask about it when they catch a glimpse when his shirt rides up, and when you run your fingers over them… he feels like a monster.

he wishes they would go away. and then he wishes he could just love himself again.

when you enter the room you’re immediately aware of eddie’s feelings. you cant read his mind, but you can tell he’s upset by the look on his face. this isnt the first time youd caught him looking in the mirror, tearing apart what he sees.

“what can i do?” you ask, desperate for anything that could help him with his self image. of course you thought he was beautiful, but you wanted him to feel the same. the way he used to…

but he didn’t have an answer for you. he just put on a shirt, kissed you on the forehead, and left the room.

you had to do something, you couldnt watch eddie suffer anymore. it was breaking your heart as well. you knew what to try.

for the next week you did odd jobs around town. you mowed an elderly neighbours yard, watched a single mother’s daughter for a few afternoons, and helped steve harrington drive the party to and from the beach safely. you charged him an extra ten just because robin wasn’t going to be there lol

and then when you had a nice squirrel fund, you presented it to eddie’s tattoo artist buddy, a deposit to book an appointment for a few months down the line. you wanted to give eddie lots of time to design a new tattoo.

when you presented him the appointment card, and the rest of the money, you hadn’t expected eddie to burst out in tears

he couldnt help himself. eddie couldnt help but weep and hold you close because he just had no fucking idea how to express how grateful he was. he wanted to get a new tattoo so bad but didnt want to waste money on it, not with the new trailer payments and the… it doesnt matter. because youd taken care of it.

youd taken care of him,

and he would never ever forget it. he would spend the rest of his life trying to make you feel as loved and as seen as you just made him feel <3

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glitt3r-litt3r · 2 years

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Okay okay you talked me into it. Sooo could you pretty please do a eddie x reader fic of like laying down on her belly playing a video game and eddie comes in and gets on top of her and he starts kissing her neck etc but then she starts to put it in her and when goes to stop playing the game he makes her continue playing it and she can't make any noise she has to focus and win and if she doesn't win he'll stop and punish her for it and he keeps making it really hard for her to focus etc idk I've had this happen to me before and it was soooo hot I wanna read about eddie doing it too

annon lemme kiss you this was so heheheheheheee got me giggling and kicking my feet. She's gonna be playing meteoroid on the Nintendo because....80's.

Paring: Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: What they said ^^

Warnings: smut, p & v sex, female and male orgasm, Eddie being a needy top, reader being kind of a tease, nicknames like baby/sweetheart/ and pretty.

Hope you like this one <3

Although the sun was out and it was a beautiful day you had chosen the safe comfort of staying inside with Eddie. He had spent most of the morning on your bedroom floor planning for Hellfire. You were laying on your bed playing Nintendo in only a large shirt and a pair of lacy panties. Eddie did his best to focus but he could swear you were teasing him on purpose with the way you were laying there. He was beginning to grow restless attempting to get your attention. It started small, huffing a bit as he turned the page. When you didn't even draw your attention from the screen in front of you, he was shocked. You never ignored him, even for the smallest things.

Next he moved from the floor with a sigh, plopping onto the bed next to you. Your fingers moved rapidly as you attempted to control your character. Not that he was really known for his patience, he started to lose it. You felt his entire weight drop onto your butt and lower back as he groans dramatically into his hands.

"Can I help you?" You ask not pausing.

"I don't know can you?" He replied kneading your thigh with his hand. Finally it clicked why he wanted your attention so bad. You smirk, thinking of all the ways you could tease him. You weren't the one who initiated sex leaving that up to him, but you never said no. He knew most times you were just as needy for him as he was for you.

"No, probably not with what you want." And with that you shrugged him off your ass on began moving forward on the screen again. Trying to bite your tongue from laughter as you watch his appalled face in the reflection of the TV.

Watching carefully as his expression changes from shocked to playful before you feel his hands move up and down your legs. His fingers, strong from years of guitar playing, were squeezing right below the curve of your ass almost painfully. You feel the throb of want begin in between your legs and you subconsciously cross them. The heat radiating off his hands was warming your entire body up.

You try to focus back on the game, leaving him to kiss and touch you as he pleases. Keeping up the façade that you were unaffected became extremely hard when he starts softly biting at the thick flesh of your legs. He spreads them, laying in between and using one hand to stroke up and down your lover back. At this angle he could see your clothed mound through your panties. Your hands grip around the corners of the remote when you feel his nose nudge against your lips before he removes himself completely.

Almost whining for his touch you stifle it with a small cough. You hear faint shuffling behind you but are too focused on the dull throb between your open legs. He hadn't even really done anything yet and you were practically dripping onto the bed.

When you do feel him again it's because he has his weighty cock pressed against your clothed back. His lips are immediately suckling the skin below your ear as his hand comes around front to grab your hardened nipple beneath you.

"Ohh.." You moan softly, almost dropping the remote.

" 'ohh' after all that teasing? Actin like you didn't want me to come over here" He mocks you, biting into your soft skin. You jerk at the sudden bloom of pain but it settles into please as he gently blows cool air right onto the wet mark.

"I wasn't teasing you, I'm clearly..."you trail off as his hands move toward the band of your underwear," busy." you finish as he settles his hand on your bare ass.

"Too busy for me? Too busy for this baby?" He says. You feel him rut against the curve of your ass and his own hand. He pulls the hand that was previously toying with your nipple away and sits on his knees trapping your legs beneath him.

When you don't reply he pulls your panties just below the swell of your butt to smack the skin there.

"I asked you something pretty." He says slowly gliding his hand over your back.

You figure now is a good time to start succumbing not sure how long you could last anyways, with the way he was touching you.

"Never too busy for you Eddie." You say finally pausing the game going to get up. He pulls your underwear completely off before trapping your legs again.

"Oh please, don't stop on my account. Play your little game sweetheart. I'll just be here..."

You don't trust that, not one bit. He was just basically humping your backside and now he was calm cool and collected as you laid exposed to him. You press play reluctantly resuming your focus back on the screen.

It was impossible, you were wiggling beneath him in antsy arousal trying to get some friction on your clit. Even Eddie started to feel bad for you, practically humping air beneath him.

What you thought was impossible became worse when you felt a single finger start to rub slow hard circles on your needy bud. The feeling of finally having him on you made you almost cry in relief.

He smirks as you arch your back up to him trying to get more than he's giving.

"Don't be greedy, keep playing and maybe I'll reward you." He says adding a second finger. You scramble to grasp the remove in your hands attempting to do your best job. He remains true to his word, not stopping until you moan out his name into the air.

He pulls his fingers away from your pussy covered in clear slick and you whine at the loss of contact.

"Uh uh, be quiet. No noises or I'll stop." He says it so gently you almost cry relishing in his ability to turn you into a mess with such a sweet voice. You nod your head opening your legs wider for him. He marvels at your need to please him. You really were his pretty little play thing and he loved it.

You're head starts to feel hazy as he begins touching you again. The heat building in your stomach was so intense you often just moved the joystick to look like you were playing so he didn't stop. It felt so good, he lit your body on fire with just two fingers going in circles. You couldn't think about anything other than how good it felt so when he removes his hand you whine in protest. Choking it off quickly you realize you broke the rule.

He laughs heartily behind you sending a small chill up your spine.

"Just couldn't help yourself huh? Tsk Tsk."

You feel a sharp flick to your swollen clit and bite your tongue instead of releasing what would have been a howl of pleasure and pain.

"Maybe this will help you be quiet." He says bringing his hips down to meet yours.

His cock, already dripping precum down it's veiny shaft, pushes against your awaiting hole. He goes slowly sinking into you, knowing he was big. He wanted to tease you, not outright split you in half. Which is exactly what it felt like he was going now. You bury your head in the bedsheets holding the remote like a raft in a dark storm, like if you let get you might die. Honestly you might, if he stopped touching you all together.

"Fuck baby, so ready for me huh...shit." He bottoms out pressing his hairy stomach into your ass and leaning over you once again supporting himself with one arm.

You clench around him, shoving your hips forward and back before he even gives you the okay.

"Keep fucking playing... if you win this round, I'll let you cum. Think you can do that for me pretty?" he holds your face in his hand angling your neck so you can finally meet his beautiful eyes. You nod and kiss him feverishly, desperately, full of spit. He smiles against your lips kissing them back before letting you look forward again.

He slides out of you completely before stuffing himself back in roughly watching as you arch but bite back on a moan. He figures he's been pretty stern up until now.

"You can moan baby, tell me how good it feels to get fucked yeah?" he says slamming back into you again.

This time you let out a babble of words that vaguely sound like

"So so good Eddie!"

He pushes a more steady rhythm now smushing your legs together with his. He was everywhere, his smell surrounded you, his back pressed to your own as you feel the slamming of his heart on his shoulder, the groans he's filling your ears with. All you can think of is Eddie and Eddie and Eddie.

He sits up, still inside of your tight pussy, thinking he may not last long enough to keep the game going with the way you're squeezing around him.

With this new angle you feel yourself cry out again.

"Eddie please don't stop please please please!" You cry pushing back into his body as best as you could.

"Shh it's okay pretty, keep going you're doing so good for me, so fucking good. Squeezing me to death back here Jesus fuck." he says all in one go. You're happy he's just about as delirious with pleasure as you are.

He keeps the same dizzying pace and you feel yourself so on edge you almost scream. Eddie sees the way you're tensing up beneath him, feels the way you're pussy is practically spasming around his cock.

"You're almost there baby, you can do it. Look there's the end just a little longer." He encourages gently holding your head up by your hair from behind. The gentle tug makes you sigh. He wants to make you cum so bad the thought almost makes him paint your walls but he holds on another ten seconds.

You finish the level throwing the remote to the ground carelessly.

"Eddie it feels too good... I need to- I need-" You whine below him.

"Oh I know pretty girl, feels too good. Fuck baby I'm gonna cum too, cum with me... come on baby let go." He says keeping the steady pace from before.

You cry out as you feel yourself being pushed over the edge by Eddie and his words. Tears are gathering in your eyes as you ride out your orgasm on Eddie's wet cock. He pushes into you relentlessly chasing his orgasm. At the feeling of your pussy pulling him in he let's himself go pushing as far as he can into you.

"Fuuuuck." He groans as you continue to milk him coming down from the high only he could give you. You drool shamelessly onto the bedsheets as you try to calm your breaths, you hadn't cum like that probably ever. As he slides his soaked cock from between your legs you whine.

Turning you over to see your face he lays between your legs. He studies your face leaving gentle kisses on your forehead and blushed cheeks. You had the fuck out face he loved so much. You feel his cock tease your entrance slightly and you push his stomach away slightly. He laughs a bit before adjusting himself so he's not touching your sensitive pussy.

"I should ignore you way more often." You say biting your lip.

"Don't you dare, that was torture!" He says childishly. You reach up and pet his hair gently as you roll your eyes.

"You afraid of a little torture now Munson?" You joke.

"I'm not afraid of anything for you information." He says

"Yeah, sure, whatever you tell yourself mister 'baby walk me to the bathroom it's dark.'" You chuckle playing with the pic necklace hanging from his thick neck.

"The dark is objectively scary that's not my fault." He pouts rolling off of you. You sit up and crawl over to him sitting with his legs over the side of the bed.

" Aw don't pout baby, I'll always walk you down scary dark hallways, you're still my strong and brave boyfriend." You kiss his shoulder.

"And handsome too?" He asks coyly.

"Handsome too." You concede kissing his jawline before laying back down.

Eddie gets up from the bed disappearing into your bathroom. You hear the tub rush loudly and you smile to yourself knowing he was going to bathe with you.

When he returns he doesn't talk, simply scoops your body into his and takes you into the bathroom. You didn't object, loving how attentive he was after sex, loving the feeling of being taken care of in the way only Eddie knew how to do.

#eddie musnon smut #eddie munson smut oneshot #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson is hot #eddie munson #eddie x reader #stranger things eddie munson #i cannot believe i write smut now

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livingfast04 · 1 year

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Every time I see one of the “lost a fic posts” I sit there for a minute and the thing is, I often know which fic it is. Because I hyperfixated on Steddie as a coping mechanism-

But I struggle with the choice of digging through all 500 and 42 Stranger things fics in my bookmarks because while I know the Fic, but I can’t ever remember the damn titles to save my fucking life.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie musnon #liv is losing their mind #steve x eddie #stranger things #steveddie #yes I’m totally aware that that sounds unhealthy #I have over 2000 bookmarks #I have no other hobbies besides reading and writing that I actually keep up with #and fanfic scratches brain itch

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ericaand · 9 months

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I Saw It On TV (Prequel)

Characters: Eddie x Fem!Reader

Summary: Readers husband leaves unannounced, and thus reader gets to know Eddie a bit better.

Word Count: almost 1.3k. Literally one word shy.

Warnings: Some angst, panic, worry. Husband disappearing.

A/N: The prequel to my first smut. Someone had mentioned that more connection to the characters would be nice, so I decided to roll with that.

MASTERLIST

“Okay, babe. I'll see you later!” You set a dish on the rack and begin to dry your hands. “Oh, and please don’t forget those eggs! I really want to make you a special breakfast this weekend!"

The front door slammed as you resumed cleaning the remainder of the dishes from dinner that evening. You married and had been with your high school sweetheart for almost 10 years now, and this weekend was your anniversary and your 26th birthday. You wanted to make it really special. You planned for a big special breakfast, an afternoon date of mini golf, and dinner and a movie to end the evening.

You click the cassette player as Madonna begins to play, the bass vibrating nearby photos on the walls. You pour yourself a glass of wine and grab your cigarettes off the kitchen table. As you settle in a plastic chair on your covered porch, you reach down to plug in the year-round white Christmas lights that adorned the perimeter of the railing and roof.

You pull a cigarette from your pack and place it between your lips while igniting and allowing the smoke to slowly fill your lungs. The first drags have always been your favorite, and you find them to be the most euphoric.

The trailer park is quiet tonight, which seemed odd for a Friday night. You gazed over at the trailers that surrounded you, the soft glow of lights on in a room or two, and in some, there were the flashes of the light from a TV. But one caught your eye, the one right across from you.

You sat at the edge of your chair and used your arms to force yourself even more forward; you squinted your eyes to the window almost directly across from you. There was a soft pink glow that grew brighter and dimmer slowly, and in front of it was a silhouette of a man that seemed to be looking at you. As you studied it, the silhouette swiftly moved to the side; igniting the window with the pink glow more.

You sat back in your chair, and crossed your legs, looking toward another house all while moving just your eyes to notice that the silhouette had appeared once again. But this time, seemed to be only partially a full silhouette.

You giggled quietly, allowing your head to drop back on the siding of the trailer. You closed your eyes, taking the last few drags of your cigarette. You press the burning cherry into the glass ashtray and walk back inside.

You turn off your music, pour yourself more wine, and lay on the couch while watching TV. The next thing you know, you're blinking your eyes open at the ceiling. You rub your eyes, shut off the TV, and begin walking to your bedroom when you notice that the stove says 5 AM.

Without turning on the light, you slowly lift the covers and crawl into bed. You inch your way over to your husband's side of the bed, flopping an arm where his chest should be; but instead finding that your arm drops further than it should right onto the mattress.

You pop up and turn on your bedside lamp, gently illuminating the room. You swiftly look side to side, then rip the cover from your body and run to the bathroom. He wasn't there either.

You head to the kitchen, grasp the phone in your hand, and begin spinning the wheel towards the right. You notice that no matter how many times you dial, it continues to have a dial tone. You slam the phone back on its hook, slide your slippers on, and run outside searching left to right, right to left.

Your eyes land on the Munson trailer. It's the closest and hopefully, they have a phone that actually works. You briskly walked in the direction of the trailer, creaking the stairs as you walk up them.

You reach the door and gently tap it a few times with a closed fist. You cross your arms over your chest and turn your back to the door, looking to see if any other trailers had their lights on. You twirl back around as you hear the door slowly squeak open.

"Hello?" A husky, sleep-filled voice says.

"Hi, I...uh...know you don't know me. Well, not yet. I live just over there." You turned and pointed toward your trailer. "You must be Wayne's nephew. Is your uncle here?"

He opened the door wider, revealing his bare chest and a pair of light blue stippped pajama bottoms loosely draping from his hip bones.

"Yeah, that's me. He's not here." His eyes trailed from your feet to your head quickly. "You okay?"

You ran your fingers through your hair, shaking your head. "No, actually. My...my husband. He left around 7 o'clock, and I fell asleep, and I woke up a few minutes ago and he still wasn't home. I tried to call his friend, but our phones just not working and -"

He opened the door fully and stepped aside, waving you in. "Hey, ok, ok. Come on, well figure this out." He soothed.

You walk in, still holding your upper arms, gently rubbing them up and down. Standing in the middle of the Munson's living room; coffee cups and trucker hats embellished the walls.

He shuts the door and steps toward you. "M'names Eddie." He begins browsing around the kitchen, pushing papers and a few cups aside, revealing the phone. Eddie opened his palms towards the phone, "She's all yours."

You scurried over and began making phone calls to everyone you could think of. With no luck. Some not answering, and some saying they haven't seen him. Your heart began to sink. You lowered your head onto your folded arms, resting them both on the counter.

Eddie walked back into the room as he was sliding his arms into a shirt. "Any luck?"

"No. No one's seen or heard from him. Guess the cops is probably my next option. Thanks, Eddie. It was nice meeting you." You say meekly as you walk toward the door.

"Uh, nice meeting you too." He rushes to the door and opens it. "I uh, I never got your name."

You smile as you exit, and turn when you've reached the small landing on the porch. "Y/N Y/L/N."

Over the next few days and weeks, there was still no word from your husband. Friends and family still didn't know where he was, but it was clear that either something happened, or he left purposefully. Either way, it hurt. But you had to carry on; continue working, paying bills, drinking far too much.

You and Eddie hadn't spoken too much since then. Occasional waves or nods in each other's direction. Until one day.

You were sitting on your porch, smoking your nightly cigarette with your glass of wine, your freshly showered and lotioned skin shimmering beneath the gentle glow of your porch lights. Legs crossed, leaning back, pondering how different your life was just a few weeks ago.

You see Eddie bolting from his house, slamming the door, and yelling profanities in high-pitched, true 'Eddie' fashion. You giggled to yourself. He pulls a toolbox from under the stairs of his small porch and begins sifting through it.

He stands and puts his hands on his hips. "Fuck!" He yells.

He begins to bite his thumbnail, and his eyes scour the trailer park but stop dead center when he notices you sitting outside.

He begins to walk toward you, chains rattling louder and louder the closer he gets. The wooden stairs of your porch creak as if to greet him.

"Hey, Mrs. Y/L/N. You got a hammer I could borrow?" He asks as he leans against the railing.

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thefreakymunson · 2 years

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eddie munson x touchstarved!reader and the reader is always worried that they’re being too clingy and he’ll break up with them because of how affectionate they are, but he assures them its alright , tysm!! 🫶🏼🖤

Oooo i love this as a clingy girl! Haha

"I think we need to talk," Eddie's voice came in clear behind you as you stood at your locker. You jumped a bit and turned to look at him, his face void of all emotion as he stared down at you.

You swallowed harshly at the implications of his tone and nodded, "What's up?"

"Meet me at our spot for lunch?" He chewed nervously on his bottom lip.

You took a long shaky breath in and nodded, giving him a small smile as he bent down and kissed your forehead. He turned on his heels and walked back down the hallway, bandana swinging from his back pocket as he disappeared into the throngs of students.

Next period felt like it took years to get through. Your heart raced as you walked out past the football field and to the familiar path that lead to the lone picnic table you had spent so many weeks sitting at with your boyfriend. The faint smell of tobacco filled the air as you walked closer, telling you that Eddie was already there waiting for you. You felt the bile rising up in your throat and you could feel your heartbeat in your ears. You were so scared that this was going to be the end of your relationship.

"Hey," you said softly, walking over to sit down across from him.

"You've barely talked to me these past three days and all I get is a 'hey.'" He snorted, "What is this? What's going on, Y/N? 'Cuz this ain't us."

"Nothing's going on, Eds." You mumbled, shrugging sheepishly.

"Don't - Don't lie to me, Y/N." He sighed, closing his eyes and shaking his head, biting his bottom lip as he took a moment to calm himself down, "You don't love me anymore?"

Your eyes widened incrediously as you looked over at him. How could he think that when he was all you thought about?

"Of course I do, Eddie." You frowned.

"Then what is this?" He looked at you with such emotions in his big brown eyes that you felt your heart shatter at the thought that you could've possibly hurt him, "I don't like it being this way between us. I could used to hold your hand at least-"

"I heard Dustin and the guys talk about how clingy I was." You blurted out, looking just past his head, unable to to see that look in his eyes again.

Eddie's head tilted to the side as he watched the tears well up in your eyes. He reached over and tucked a rogue strand of hair behind your ear, wiping away the single tear that fell down your cheek with the pad of his thumb.

"And...and..." you cursed yourself silently for crying.

"And what, baby?" His voice was soft and caring, much different than the harsh tone he had earlier today.

"You didn't tell them to shut up like you normally do." You sighed, "I just...I got scared that maybe I was being too clingy and too affectionate. I don't want to annoy you is all."

"Baby, that doesn't annoy me at all. What annoys me is when you act like I don't even exist." Eddie sighed as he got up and walked around to sit beside of you, "These past three days have been awful for me, Y/N."

He cupped your chin and turned your head to face him, bending forward and kissing your lips softly. You could still taste the tobacco on his breath as he slid closer to you, pressing himself as close as possible.

"I don't give a shit about what Henderson or Wheeler or any of them have to say about how much time we spend together." He said, two fingers under your chin to make you look him in the eyes, "I don't care about what anyone has to say. I like that you touch me so much. I like it when you sit on my lap or hold my hand. I love it, actually. I don't want you to stop."

"You don't think I'm too clingy?" You asked, voice trembling as you looked into his eyes.

"Not one single bit," he said, "Stop crying or you're going to make me cry...and for gods sake, hold my fuckin' hand."

You laughed despite your tears and threaded your fingers into his, the cool metallic feeling of his rings feeling so familiar and welcoming. He used his other arm to wrap tightly around your waist and pulled you in for a tight hug. He nuzzled his nose against the top of your head and took a slow, deep breath in, the scent of your shampoo easing his nerves already.

#Eddie Musnon #Eddie Munson x reader #Joseph Quinn #Stranger things #Stranger thigns fanfic #thefreakymunson #Fluff

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buckysdolls · 2 years

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She’s a Freak Part 1 *Eddie Munson*

Eddie Munson x Henderson!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of mature content

A/N:This gif is my favourite moment from Eddie Munson!

Part 1

You quietly and slowly closed the door of the Mayfield trailer. Ever since your friend Billy, Max's brother passed you made sure to check in on her. She was often reluctant to speak much but you knew she appreciated your concern. Deep down Max knew if she needed you you would be there within a heartbeat and though she never verbalised it, she was grateful, a rare smile from her nowadays would tell you that.

As you turned your back on the door, the darkness of the night hit you, though the tea lights and lanterns that were placed around the trailer park helped brighten your surroundings. That's when you managed to make out Eddie Munson standing at his trailer looking over at you. You wrapped your jacket over your front as the chilly breeze made you shiver. You gave him a small wave, and a smile spread across your lips, not that he'd be able to notice from that far away. That was something Eddie admired about you, you weren't a part of the "freaks", in fact you were the opposite, boyfriend on the basketball team and friends on the cheerleading squad. But you always made an effort to treat everybody equally and with kindness, you were just a sweet natured and pretty girl who managed to fall lucky in the social hierarchy. Nobody ever questioned your communication and loveliness towards what your boyfriend Seth would call the 'dregs' of society because of your relationships. You began to walk down the steps and decided to shyly walk in the direction of Eddie's trailer just to say hi and Eddie noticed your agenda and walked down his steps, standing on his bottom step as you approached him. He grinned a happy smile at you making you feel welcome.

"Hi sweetheart" his words felt like velvet to your ears, he was softly spoken. Now. Here's the thing: Eddie was incredibly gorgeous, not the stereotypical jock kind of gorgeous. He had long shaggy black locks and a gleaming smile, a smile that made you feel fluffy inside as if you'd melted onto a cloud. Eyes that were dark but your presence made them shine. Not to mention a mysterious demeanour that you could just feel his enigmatic energy radiate whenever you were near him. Whereas your Seth was clean and crisp, handsome, a six pack but just like every other popular basketball player...dull and judgemental. You couldn't really say why you were still with him, and everytime you said 'I love you' you didn't really mean it... the novelty of dating Seth after a year had worn off. Eddie could see you slightly shivering as you stood at the bottom step, he removed his black leather jacket, stepped down to your level and placed his jacket over you.

"I know it's not a basketball varsity jacket but it suits you" Eddie raised his eyebrows and chuckled as you folded it over your chest, crossing your arms to keep it in place.

"Thanks" you replied, your head bowing as you blushed and smiled.

"It's rare to see you without Seth attached to your hip."

"I tend to visit Max alone, she's not into socialising much these days."

"I see..."

Silence descended upon you both as you just both stood there, eventually smiles forming upon both your lips.

"Can I get you something? A drink?" Eddie offered rushing up the steps to open up his door.

"Isn't your uncle home?"

"Nope. Away on a trip. I just got back from Hellfire club...you're welcome to keep me company" Eddie was a close friend before but you'd drifted apart when Seth determined who was and wasn't acceptable to speak to and Eddie wasn't. Though that didn't stop you when you were alone. Not to mention your younger brother Dustin was a part of the Hellfire Club too, you were often the source of his travel.

"How is pretty boy Seth?" Eddie mocked pretending to shoot a ball into a basket.

"Good. I mean okay. Could be better I suppose" You giggled watching Eddie's face light up with a grin.

"Trouble in paradise?"

"I don't know Eddie. I thought he was what I wanted but it's... boring."

"You miss all the fun we used you have?" Eddie questioned with a slow moving splif gesture as he stepped back to your level closing the gap between you.

"Only a little bit" You teased. You continued to speak "Seth is a nice guy... I'm just not sure he's the one" Eddie slung an arm around your shoulders, bringing him into you.

"Which leaves me with the question...who is the one?" Eddie was often touchy, and because you knew him for a long time you know that meant he was comfortable around you. Eddie was side eyeing you, as you looked up to meet his gaze he looked somewhat serious, a rare facial expression for Eddie to have.

You were lucky in the fact Eddie never held a grudge, he couldn't really as he was happy you still spoke to him in the hallways, smiled and waved whenever you could. Eddie didn't usually care about others opinions and what others thought of him, he would happily tell you right there and then how he'd been in love with you for 2 years. Yet your happiness was far more important to him than his own, so to see you thriving with Seth was enough for him to keep his mouth shut. He'd kept his distance from you to remain respectful and for his own sanity, though every smile and wave along the corridor was enough for him to know you still cared. However, the current revelation of your uncertainty regarding Seth made Eddie's heart flutter a little. Not many people thought of Eddie having a heart... but it was there… very deep.

“If you’re not staying at least let me drive you home?” Eddie jogged over to his van, opening the passenger door.

Eddie’s rock music hummed quietly in the background, the windows were wide open and the breeze of the wind hitting the car created a harsh sound. The wind dancing in your hair and colliding with your face was freeing. Sitting in the car with Eddie felt as though you had no worries in the world, just you and him felt soothing and calming, without the need for Eddie’s secret stash.

“What are you smiling about?” Eddie stole a quick glance at you before turning his attention back to the empty road.

“Nothing really” Your smile turned into a quick giggle as your head hit the back of the chair looking over at Eddie. You admired Eddie, one hand on the steering wheel, his metal rings sitting perfectly in place on his fingers, the other hand thrusting the gear stick as he changed it.

“I’ve missed that.” Eddie said.

“What?”

“Your laugh. You.”

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re flirting with me Munson” You teased letting your eyes lock his.

“Is it working?” He questioned smirking as he twirled the ends of his ear mocking a shy teenage girl.

You burst out laughing again causing Eddie to laugh along with you.

“I guess people finally saw what I’d always seen” His tone became more serious.

“What do you mean?”

“Well you know, you’re in with all that popular shit now. Because you know, you grew boobs and shit” Eddie never stayed serious for too long.

“Yeah?” You mocked by furrowing your eyebrows and looking down at your own chest, still finding Eddie utterly hilarious.

“You’ve always been pretty”

“Thanks”

It wasn’t long till Eddie was driving down your road, pulling up outside your house. Both exchanging small and awkward smiles whilst in the car you sighed heavily knowing the time you spent with Seth was nothing compared to the five minute car journey you’d just shared with Eddie. Saying your goodbyes, Eddie knew you were still wearing his jacket as he watched you walk up to your house. His jacket was big on you but you managed to wrap it around yourself like you were hugging it. He didn’t ask for it back because he liked you in it, you took one last glance at Eddie waving at him before entering your home.

#eddie munson #eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fanfiction #joe quinn #joseph quinn #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things x you #eddie musnon x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie musnon fluff #hellfire club

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neonghostlights · 1 year

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Don’t Fear The Reaper Series: Prologue

Summary: Dani Crawford didn’t expect to spend her days wandering around Hawkins, Indiana as a ghost. She also didn’t expect her only chance at peace to come from local metalhead Eddie Munson. When he becomes all she can rely on in hopes of solving the cause of her demise, the lines between life and death become blurred.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x f!OC

Warnings: Death

Word Count: 535

Dani didn’t know how long she had been walking main street for. With no destination in mind, she hadn’t really realized she was walking until the sound of a blaring car horn driving past startled her out of her trance.

Dani had the feeling that something was wrong. Something about her had changed.

The taste of the word was bitter and sat heavy in her mouth. It stayed there on the tip of her tongue. Taunting her.

She knew once her brain finally started working and she figured it out, her life would be flipped upside down.

Was it sad to say that she wanted to stay in this blissful unawareness for a little longer? Just walking down the littered street with nowhere and no one to be.

But, to her dismay, the mind could only protect itself for so long. The word she had been avoiding came flashing to the forefront, blinding her and sounding alarms.

Dead.

Danielle Crawford was dead.

Where is the bright blinding light?, she thought to herself, Where are the angels that are supposed to bring me home?

Dani doesn't know why she is so certain that she had died. Maybe it’s just something that your soul just knows when it happens.

What happened? She doesn't remember. And maybe that was for the best. Dani can’t help but feel at least slightly disappointed, she didn’t plan on this being her afterlife.

She glanced at the people walking by her, no one sparing her a glance. Dani brought her eyes to the mirrored glass storefront to her right and saw nothing of herself. No reflection or sign that Dani was in fact standing there.

Maybe I’m a vampire. Ha.

She glanced down at herself and saw that she was wearing her favorite pair of blue jeans, sneakers, and a plain white t-shirt. Dani frowned at herself, if she knew she was going to die then she would have picked a more fashionable outfit to wear for all of eternity.

She saw no marks, no injuries, and no blood. Nothing to suggest she had been injured in any way.

Maybe she had been sick like her mom had been and didn’t realize it? It must have been sudden and painless if she can’t even remember what happened. Dani could be thankful for that.

At that moment, realization dawned that she was missing something. Something of importance had been misplaced. But Dani couldn’t remember just what it was. This made her nose crinkle in frustration. If dying didn’t send her into a nervous breakdown then this mysterious missing object would.

She decided not to dwell on it and slowly made her way down the street towards her home, the small trailer she shared with her dad. Her mind was reeling and dazed with her current situation, causing her to be distracted. When she bumped into a woman pushing a baby stroller, Dani braced for the impact but none came. The woman simply walked through her, causing Dani to let out a loud gasp that of course no one else reacted to.

The full weight of the situation started to crash down around her.

I need to go home. I need to go home.

A/N: I am so excited for this series. I have been working on it for probably the last month. If you want to be added to the tag list please let me know. Reblogs and Comments are appreciated! Thank you for reading!

#eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x oc #eddie musnon imagine #eddie munson au #eddie munson x ghost #eddie munson x f!oc #eddie munson series #eddie munson #eddie munson x original character #Eddie munson x original female character

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theewritingroomm · 2 years

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The Prettiest Picture

Summary: Eddie makes use of the polaroid camera you gifted him. Capturing what he thinks to be the prettiest pictures. Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem Reader Word Count: 1.5k Warnings: Smut directly below the cut, Pet names (baby girl, baby), p in v, unprotected p in v, hair pulling, spanking, dirty talk?, creampie, oral (fem reciving), taking pictures during sex, A/N: The only thing I have to say is that I am nothing but a simple whore. SPOILER FREE. text divider by @vecnacurse,

eighteen plus only — by choosing to ‘keep reading’, you are agreeing that you are eighteen years old and over. do not interact with this story if you are a minor.

I do NOT consent to my work being translated or published onto third party sites - including AO3 and Wattpad.

Your face was being pushed into one of Eddie’s pillows by one large hand. His rings tangled in your hair as his fingers pulled and twisted around the strands. Burning deliciously in contrast to the cool rings on his other hand as they skimmed softly across your heated flesh. His hand came down quickly, harshly on your ass in time with the deep thrusts of his cock into your dripping core.

You moaned almost lewdly as each hit landed across your skin.

“You like that baby girl?” Eddie growled out, tightening the grip he had on your hair. Using it to pull you up so that you could respond.

“Yes, fuck yes.” You panted, eyes starting to roll back as Eddie’s cock continued to assault your g-spot.

Another harsh smack landed on your backside. Eddie gently massaged your heated flesh. Long fingers digging into your flesh. You were sure bruises would form in their place.

“You should fucking see how gorgeous your ass looks baby.” As the words left his lips Eddie was hit with a marvelous idea.

Eddie slowed his thrusts into your pussy and untangled his hand from your hair. This causes you to whine at the loss of contact and the much slower pace Eddie was now using to thrust into you. Eddie shushes you with a quick smack to the back of your thigh. Telling you to be patient as he leaned over you.

His cool chest pressed into your heated back, the ends of his hair tickling your shoulders. The sound of his nightstand drawer opening filled the room.

Your nerves became electrified as you thought of the many, many things that Eddie could pull out of that drawer. You hoped it would be the handcuffs or even the paddle that was kept in there. But as you turned your head the best you could with Eddie’s weight laying over your back you noticed that he had picked up the polaroid camera you had gifted him. Which was in fact the last thing you had expected him to pull out of the drawer.

As if he could sense your wandering mind Eddie situated himself to press his mouth against the shell of your ear. His hot breath fanning over the side of your face and neck, goosebumps erupting over your skin.

“Wanna show you how pretty my pussy is fucked open. How pretty she looks when I cum inside her.”

With each word that dripped from his lips Eddie increased the force behind his thrusts. His hips smacking into the flesh of your ass with almost brutal force. Each one nearly sends you into his headboard. As the tip of his cock continued to punch into your g-spot deliciously.

Your whole body felt as if it was on fire. Each smack of Eddie’s hips kindinling and licking the flames higher, higher, higher. Until every nerve within you was screaming for more.

“Eddie,” you whined out, throwing a pleading glance over your shoulder. “I need more, p-please.”

“More?” Eddie teased, punctuating his word with a sharp thrust.

You went to respond but any words died on your tongue as his left hand came down harshly on your ass. Much harder than they had been before. Eddie is now clearly on a mission to mark your skin. Not that you would ever complain, always relishing in the marks that were left on your skin.

“I can give my baby girl more if that is what she truly desires.”

Eddie picked up the pace of his thrusts. Allowing the sound of skin meeting skin to echo around the room. One large hand massaged the globe of your ass. Digging into your flesh before gently traveling up your spine and settling in your hair. He pulled harshly on your roots, causing your back to arch deeper. The new position allows your pussy to suck his cock deeper and deeper.

A wanton moan left your lips right as a flash went off behind you.

“So fucking beautiful baby,” Eddie groaned out, your walls chocking his cock.

His hips faltered for a moment. His own head became foggy with pleasure. But fuck, he wasn’t going to let himself go. No, not until he had made a mess of you.

“Fuck baby, gonna cum?” he got out around clenched teeth. Feeling the way your pussy fluttered around his cock. A tell-tell sign that you were getting close.

His hand left your hair and traveled to your clit. Deft fingers began to rub small, slow circles on your bundle of nerves. You choked out what sounded like a sob at the stimulation being given to your clit.

“Eds,” fell breathy from your lips. Your core clenching around his cock. “I’m g-gonna…”

Your voice trailed off as Eddie began a merciless pace against your clit. Thrusting into your g-spot as he worked you over.

“Come for me baby girl,” Eddie’s gravely voice rang out, “Cum all over my cock. Want you to make a fucking mess baby.”

You gasp as the coil tightens, tightens, tightens in your stomach before finally snapping. Your pussy nearly locked around Eddie’s cock as it wept.

“Fuck Eddie,” you cried. Feeling your slick flood out of you and rain around Eddie’s cock. Soaking both your thighs and his. But never once did Eddie stop the onslaught of his hips against yours. Though they quickly began to grow sloppy.

“Fuck baby, gonna fill up this pretty pussy.”

Eddie thrust into you once, twice more before his hips stilled. His cock twitched inside you once before you were flooded with warmth.

The combination of Eddie’s fingers still working your clit and the delectable warmth that was spreading from your core made your walls spasm a second time. A small orgasm tearing through you.

As your breathing leveled out Eddie gently pulled out of you. As he did he watched mesmerized as a slow trickle of his seed dripped from your core. He watched as it dripped down your center and over your thighs. He licked his lips as he reached a hand out to grab at one side of your ass. Pulling it out to expose your drippy hole to him and the camera still clutched in his hand. Eddie slowly lowered himself until he was eye level with your pussy. Bringing the camera to his eye as he settled. Capturing your weeping pussy in what was now Eddie’s favorite picture.

After the polaroid was spit out Eddie tossed it and the camera onto the side of his mattress. Gently flipping you onto your back once it had left his hands. He smiled down at you, taking in the smile on your own face and the fuck out, far away look in your eyes.

Leaning down Eddie placed soft kisses to your heated skin. Over your soft stomach, up to your heaving chest, across your heated neck before settling against your own lips in a soft kiss. He slotted his lips against yours, a large hand gently caressing the side of your face to hold you to him.

Pulling away slightly Eddie places his forehead against yours. Allowing you both a moment to catch your breath.

“Do you wanna go get cleaned up, baby doll?”

You shook your head, a wicked smile pulling at your lips.

“Then what do you want, baby?”

You reached for the camera on the bed, “I think it’s my turn to play photographer.”

Eddie’s face split into a large smile. “If that is what the lady wishes. That is what the lady shall get.”

Eddie slowly crawled back down your body. Lips leaving a trail of kisses and his hands ghosting softly over your heated skin before digging into the flesh of your thighs. Eddie continued to place soft kisses over the skin of your thighs, each small peck making your pussy clench and throb in anticipation. Sticking his tongue out he gently flicks it over your clit. Your hips buck in response, silently begging Eddie for more.

Eddie chuckled darkly before attaching his lips to your clit. He sucked harshly on the nerves before flattening his tongue and swiping it over your core. His actions ripped filthy moans from your mouth. But did not stop you from bringing the camera up to your eye.

The flash went off right as Eddie scraped his blunt teeth against your clit. And though it would be slightly blurry, it would become your favorite picture.

Showcasing Eddie between your thighs. Only his wide eyes and wild hair were visible above your core. His hands were wrapped tightly around your thighs, rings shining in the light as he held your legs open and core tightly to his face.

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Strange Love Chapter Nine

CW/Trigger Warnings: THIS CHAPTER FEATURES A DEPICTION OF A SCENE OF A GIRL BEING ROOFIED. IF THIS CONTENT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE, PLEASE FEEL FREE TO SKIP THIS CHAPTER. Mentions of vomit, coarse language, underage drinking, marijuana usage, alluding to a scene of being roofied.

AN: So a bit about this week's chapter: its theme are a little harsh. It alludes to a compromising and real situation that happens to women all over the place to this day and part of the reason I decided to write this chapter is because this week of posting will be the sixth anniversary of my own assault. I wrote this chapter as a writing exercise to help escape from the nasty, negative, gross feelings I usually feel this time of year. If this is something you aren't comfortable reading, please feel free to skip the chapter because I don't want ANYONE to trigger themselves for the sake of a fanfiction.

With that being said, I promise I am going to be handling this delicate topic with as much care and sensitivity as possible. Thank you in advance. if you liked the previous chapters or this one, please feel free to like or comment or reblog it. I also have a taglist so I can keep you up to date on the current chapters when they are posted.

Songs Referenced: Brighton Rock and Killer Queen by Queen, Take On Me by A-Ha, Peaceful Easy Feeling by The Eagles.

Word Count: 4451

Shoutout to my babies @sunflowerharrington for helping me come up with the opening to this scene and @mvnsoneddie86 for helping me come up with the costume for Eddie this chapter. I was seriously stuck on that what to do and you saved my ass Kayla.

Masterlist: https://at.tumblr.com/hellfirehaley/strange-love-an-eddie-fic-chapter-one/qglrwxp3y002

Chapter Nine: The Party

Friday October 11, 1985

Homecoming came quicker than expected and the entire school was beaming with school pride: everyone was wearing their Hawkins shirts or their green shirts. The girls had all green and gold accessories and makeup on today. And all the extra effort was worth it because the best part is we won! 28-21. You were waiting on Robin and Ali to finish getting ready since you decided to wear a simple costume this year since it’s not even Halloween yet. You were wearing a slinky black dress, black stockings and heels with an old witch’s hat from a number of Halloweens ago. Ali and Robin were going as Claire and Allison from The Breakfast Club so they were layering their outfits while you started on makeup.

“So predictions on who is gonna hook up with whom?” you ask, looking in the mirror while you apply eyeshadow. The music in the background was fast and upbeat, Ali having chosen the I Love Rock and Roll album.

“Well John from French class was eying Madeline so I bet he makes a move tonight.” Ali noted as she adjusted her ankle length brown skirt.

“Blonde haired John or Soccer team John?” Robin asked.

“Blonde John,” Ali says.

“No shit!” you and Robin say.

“Saw it while they were conjugating verbs last Tuesday.” Ali said

“I think that Ben from Chem will finally ask out Samantha Greer.” Robin said.

“The choir girl?” you ask.

“Yep.” Robin said.

“Oh they’d be cute together,” you say.

“You know who else would be cute together? You and Eddie Munson.” Ali said.

“Oh my god yes. The King and Queen of The Freaks,” Robin said, spreading her hands out like she was announcing a movie pitch.

“You’re relentless, you two.” you say.

“And you’re an idiot who can’t see the obvious thing right in front of her!” Ali retorts, putting in her earrings.

“We’re friends!” you try.

“Who are totally into each other. Face it: he’s your Steve and you’re acting like Ali.” Robin said.

“Ouch!” Ali said, hitting Robin lightly.

“But you see my point?” Robin asks

“I suppose so but I barely know him,” you say.

“Get to know him then!” Ali said.

“I have been getting to know him or trying to but okay fine: I do like Eddie but I have to make sure, without a doubt, that he’s gonna be one that stays” you say.

“I get that. How can we help?” Ali asked as she adjusted her pink blouse.

“Just promise me not to let me get so wrapped up in him that I end up looking like a fool.” you ask.

“Of course dear,” Ali said.

“We’ve got you honey,” Robin said. You finish getting ready, deciding on a dark eye look for the night hoping to come off as mysterious.and witchy. Robin looked adorable in her black cardigan and skirt with black converse: the ultimate comfy and cute look. Ali was working on her makeup at the moment since she just needed to put on her slouchy brown boots.

“Five bucks says Eddie is gonna steal Y/N away tonight at some point.” Robin says.

“You’re making a pointless bet: I’m gonna see him at some point anyways since he was the first one to invite me to this party,” you point out as you go through Ali’s albums before deciding on Queen’s Sheer Heart Attack album. The whimsical opening sounds of Brighton Rock blasting through her speakers.

“I give it an hour,” Ali said, holding out her hand.

“I give her 30 minutes,” Robin countered, shaking on their bet. You rolled your eyes as you got down on the bed again, laying down while you waited for them, singing along to each track. The girls joined in on a rendition of Killer Queen as they finished their makeup.

“Alright we ready?” Robin asked as she grabbed her car keys. Ali was pulled on her boots and nodded at Robin.

“I’m good,” you say. Once Ali had her boots on and everything was situated, you three headed out the door and into the car. You sat in the back and they took the front seats. Robin turned on the car and Madonna was blasting through the car as you girls started to sing along. The drive was supposed to be only 15 minutes so it wasn’t too bad.

“So is your boyfriend gonna make an appearance tonight?” you ask.

“Yes he;s gonna meet us there just in case we get too drunk to drive.” Ali said.

“Aww what a sweet Mother Goose he is,” you say with a laugh.

“He is really sweet.” Ali agreed.

“I’m really happy for you Als. Like seriously.” you say earnestly.

“Thanks Y/N. You know we want that for you too right?” Ali said with the same amount of conviction in her voice.

“I know.” you say with a soft smile in the darkness. You arrive at where you suspect the party is based on the music and how many cars are parked down the street. You park a ways down and note how many people are here.

“Are we sure this is a good idea?” you ask as you are walking up to the house, nerves getting the best of you.

“Yeah. Why wouldn’t it be?” Ali asked.

“Yeah Y/N. It's gonna be fun. Just us, some shots, dancing, seeing our friends. I promise it’ll be fun.” Robin said.

“You’re right; I’m just being paranoid for some reason.” you admit as you walk up the entryway to the house. Ali opens the doors and the house is packed with people all in costume. A lot of people were dressed as Greeks, movie characters or just dressed in their sports outfits. You smiled at how they decorated the place with black and orange streamers and a fog machine but also had a banner in big bold letters saying CONGRATULATIONS TIGERS! WAY TO GO!

You three immediately made a beeline for the kitchen, making a human chain to ensure not losing each other. Once you get to the kitchen and find bottles of booze just lined up along the kitchen counter. Ali takes some shot glasses and washes them out before pouring up some shots. You clinked glasses and drank down the clear, fiery liquid.

“Another?” Robin asked.

“Another.” you say smiling as she pours up the shots. You down them in a quick procession, grimacing as the liquor goes down your throat.

“Do you want to dance?” Robin asked.

“I wanna make a drink first,” Ali said, already having a bottle of rum in her hand already.

“Make me one too?” you ask. Ali nods as she pour rum and New Coke into a pair of glasses. She handed you yours and cheers-ed before taking a big drink and going to the “dance floor” in the living room. The group was dancing to Take On Me by A-ha, having the time of your lives. You hadn’t been to a party since last year so it was absolutely thrilling to let loose and have a good time. The song ended and changed to a Michael Jackson song.

“Hey I just saw Vickie walk in. I’m gonna go talk to her for a bit. Are you gonna be okay?” Robin asked, pointing in her direction. You nodded and smiled at her with a thumbs up. Ali soon followed her after dancing to a few more songs, seeing Steve show up. Duran Duran started playing and you smiled, taking a drink out of your cup while you swayed to the beat and moved your hips and arms. You finally felt free again and you loved it.

Until you feel a pair of unfamiliar hands place themselves on your waist.

“Hey there, sexy . Can I have this dance?” a voice said from behind you. You tense up a little bit and immediately feel anxious since you didn’t know the guy.

“Umm…”

“Oh come on, Miss Witch. I just helped carry home a win for us. Least you owe me is a dance,” he said in your ear. You shivered out of uncertainty.

“Fine.” you say, unsure of what would happen if you didn’t. The entire time, his grip on your hips was too tight and uncomfortable. His breath on your neck smelled like beer and it reeked of pot and something else. You looked desperately for your friends, who were unfortunately busy with their crushes. You tried to fake happiness when one hand left your waist, hoping he would be leaving.

“So what’s your name, Miss Witch?”

“Laura,” you lie, not trusting him one bit.

“”Well Laura, do you want a drink?” he asked.

“No, I already have one,” you say.

“Want another one?” he said, trying to sound sexy and coming off sleazy.

“No thanks. I’m trying to pace myself.” you reply.

“Suit yourself,” he says, returning his hand to your waist. The next few minutes felt like the longest of your life as you waited for the song to end. When it did end, you immediately came up with a plan.

“Hey stud I’ve gotta pee. Meet me in the kitchen?” you say coyly.

“Hell yeah baby!” he said as he raced to the kitchen. As soon as he walked away, you made a point to lose yourself in the crowd to avoid the creep’s gaze and downed the rest of your drink but you almost spit it out because it was either watered down or something just tasted off. More metallic than before. You immediately swallowed it and made a beeline for the patio doors, letting yourself out and closing it behind you. You immediately started to feel warmer and anxious after that interaction so you took a deep breath to calm yourself, thanking your Deity for your quick thinking. After a minute of deep breathing, you headed out to the back to see who all was out here. There was a little bit of everyone here tonight so you were happy to be able to blend in. You saw a big cloud of smoke coming from 50 feet away so you started to make your way out of it. The walk was a little wobbly from the heels and the alcohol but you made it to the source of the smoke and you were so glad you did because, as promised, there was your favorite person sitting by the bonfire laughing with his friends wearing just a pair of overalls, no shirt with his tattoos on full display. You started to make your way towards him, leaves crunching under your feet. The sound caught their attention and as soon as Eddie saw you, he smiled wider under the joint in his mouth.

“Y/N! You found me!” Eddie said smiling as you were in ear shot.

“Hi guys. How’s the evening? How was Hellfire?” you ask as you go towards Eddie to sit next to him.

“It’s going well. Hellfire was fucking rad! We got to fight a small army and won!” Gareth said, taking a drink of his beer.

“Well I’m glad it worked out well. Maybe I’ll sit in on a session one day and see how you run a campaign if that’s okay.” you say sitting next to Eddie.

“Of course Princess. I’m more than happy to show you the ropes if you ever wanna guest play” Eddie said with a smile.

“So how’s your night going Y/N?” Jeff asked.

“It’s okay. I lost my friends to their crushes so I danced for a while until this jerkoff jock forced me to dance with him,” you say with a shiver.

“What?” Grant said with wide eyes and an open mouth.

“Which one?” Eddie asked with a clenched fist, rings prominently visible and his bare chest visibly raising and falling rapidly.

“I don’t know. I tried not to look at him, gave him a fake name and told him I had to pee before I came out here.” you say with a slur, the alcohol starts to take its effects.

“Smart move!” Jeff said as the other agreed.

“You’re with me the rest of the night, got it?” Eddie said look at you with a serious expression.

“You won’t hear me complainin’” you say. You fade out of the conversation for a bit, watching the bonfire burn. You think about simple thoughts like what you would eat when you got home, how you’d maybe watch some tv or listen to music. You wondered if Robin was doing well with Vickie and what Ali had planned for her and Steve. You are pulled from your thoughts when a gentle hand touches your shoulder. You turn to your right and see Eddie looking at you quizzically. His touch feels amazing for some reason.

“You okay?” Eddie asks.

“I don’t know; I feel kind of weird” you say.

“What do you mean?” Eddie asks, full attention turning to you.

“I mean I feel drunk but also tired but then it’s like I’m fine,” you say. Eddie hands you a lit joint he had just rolled and sparked.

“Try hitting this once or twice. Small hits” Eddie said. You take the joint and take a few small hits before passing it to your left to Gareth. You sit there for a minute or two focusing on your breathing.

“Okay, at the risk of sounding like an asshole, how much did you have to drink tonight Y/N?” Eddie asks as gently as he can.

“2 shots and a rum and coke.” you slur

“Who made it?” Eddie asks.

“Ali did.” you say. Eddie was quiet for a minute or two, clearly deep in thought as he hit the joint Grant passed him. His eyebrows creased in thought, he finally turns back to you.

“Were you dancing with your drink in your hand?” Eddie asks. You had to think for a moment before nodding. Eddie passes the joint to Gareth, skipping you and causing you to pout.

“Did you drive?” Eddie asks. You shook your head no.

“R-R-Robin did. What’s with all the que-questions?” you slur, rolling the R in Robin’s name.

“OKay. I’m gonna take her home guys,” Eddie said to his friends who nodded in an agreed understanding. Eddie stood up and moved in front of you, offering his hands to help you up. You grabbed his hands and he helped pull you up to your feet as gracefully as you could manage. He moves a hand to your side where his arm is wrapped around you, to balance you and you do the same.

“How are you feeling? Can you walk?” Eddie asked as you started to nod. You two started to make your way back to the patio entry. Your walk was a little wobbly but you were okay in Eddie’s hands. He slid open the patio door for you and went through first, offering his hand to pull you through. The party was still bumping so you and Eddie easily slid through the crowd undetected as you searched for your friends. Eddie spotted the pair sitting comfortably on the couch talking to another couple. He led the way over to them.

“Hey Roberts.” Eddie said, grabbing Ali’s attention to him and you. You could see concern written all over her face.

“Hey guys, everything okay? What happened?” Ali asked.

“No, just…not here. I can explain tomorrow but just trust me, I need to get Y/N out of here NOW.” Eddie said calmly. At these words, Steve’s attention snapped to the conversation.

“You’re sure you’ve got her? We can take her if you want to stay.” Steve said with raised eyebrows, his protectiveness over his friend coming out.

“Yeah I’ve got her. Stay here with your girl and have fun, Harrington. I hate these kinds of parties anyways.” Eddie says.

“Okay if you’re absolutely sure man. Just please don’t leave her by herself.” Steve said.

“”I won’t. I’ll sleep on the floor with her dog if I have to,” Eddie said.

“Y/N, I’m coming over tomorrow first thing to check on you,” Ali said looking at you as you nodded at her. “I love you Y/N/N”

“I lubb you tew Ali and Steeb,” you say as Eddie leads you to the front door and opens it for you to go first before closing it and going back to your side.

“My van is like a block that way so the walk shouldn’t be too bad,” Eddie said, helping you get down the stairs.

“Okay Eddie. Are you mad at me?” you ask suddenly, hitting the magical level of fucked up where you say whatever comes to your mind.

“Where’d you get that idea from Princess?” Eddie asks.

“Earlier when you asked about my drinking.” you say.

“Y/N I want you to be safe. You can have fun, I’m not saying you can’t, but tonight…” Eddie stopped himself, deciding not to say it.

“I was fine until that jerk wouldn’t let me go.” you whine, getting to the final step.

“I know, pretty girl,” Eddie said softly.

“I just wanted to dance by myself or with…” This time it’s you who stops talking but Eddie has other plans.

“With who?” Eddie asks with something different behind his voice. Jealous? Possessiveness?

“I wanted to dance with you honestly.” you admit.

“Aww you wanna slow dance with me?” he asks teasingly and that does it for you.

“You don’t have to make fun of me! I know it’s stupid and I don’t need you to help either at making me feel it,” you say as tears start to prick your eyes, threatening to fall.

“Whoa hey Y/N I didn’t–”

“Just don’t then Eddie. I just wanna go home now,” you say, walking faster now, dropping your hand from around him to get away from him. Eddie watched from a second as you sped up, heels clicking loud and fast as you looked for his van. He wanted to kick himself right now for upsetting you; he just didn’t believe that out of all the guys at school, you wanted him. He wasn’t used to being picked first, let alone at all. He picked up the pace and caught up with you effortlessly. Within minutes, you reached the van in silence as Eddie wordlessly opened the door for you and helped you settle in. You put on your seatbelt as Eddie got in the van and started it, taking off at a slower pace for Eddie. For the first part, you looked out the window as the town started to pass you by and it didn’t take long to figure out just where you were going.

“Please don’t take me to the hospital,” you say seeing a sign for it on the road.

“Why not Y/N? That prick put drugs in your drink and we need to get them out of you before it really causes some fucking damage” Eddie asks.

“My mom works there as a nurse so if I show up to her work like this, I’m dead.” you say.

“So what? You want me to take you home where you could possibly OD in your sleep?” Eddie rambles.

“I don’t know Eddie! I’m fucking scared, I’m feeling tired and I just want to sleep,” you say.

“Fine. I’ll take you home but you’ve got another thing coming if you think I’m leaving you alone tonight,” Eddie states, turning right to start heading to your house instead.

“You can do whatever the hell you please,” you say, crossing your arms like a child. Eddie exhaled, trying to not laugh at you in this state right now as he looked back at the road.

“I’m gonna find that asshole who did this to you and kick his fucking ass,” Eddie said lowly, more to himself. You decide it best not to answer as you try to think of when he could’ve done that to your drink but the drug’s effects were already at work, causing you to doubt yourself and just forget. It really frustrated you that you couldn’t remember. You felt like a scared child and you hated it.

“What are you thinking right now? Talk to me” Eddie asked, when he was a few minutes away from your home. You had been muttering to yourself for a solid minute now and he had had enough, You looked at him in tears and he immediately softened.

“I want my Uncle Dave. He would know what to do,” you say as the tears fall down. Eddie’s heart hurts for a moment seeing it. He so badly wants to do anything to make you feel better.

“We’re a few minutes away from your house. What would you like me to do Y/N?” Eddie asked as he grabbed your hand, rubbing circles on the top of it.

“Call him,” you cry softly as Eddies nods. He lets you cry for a moment while he holds your hand and then he starts to sing along to the radio.

“I get this feeling I may know you as a lover and a friend. But this voice keeps whispering in my other ear, Tells me I may never see you again cause I get a peaceful, easy feeling that I know you won’t let me down cause I’m already standing on the ground. “ Eddie sings as you try to focus on him. He pulled into your spot in the driveway and parked, undoing his seatbelt and getting out of his side. You do the same, getting out and immediately feeling super drowsy and gross. Eddie places his arm around you and walks up to your door.

“Key?” he asks.

“Under the fairy,” you say. Eddie picks up the fairy ornament by the potted plant, grabs the key and unlocks the door before replacing the key under the fairy. You walk in and kick off your heels moaning from the relief as Norm rushes to your side, excited to see you.

“Go get some pajamas on and I’ll be up with some water here in a few minutes,” Eddie says as you nod, going up the stairs. Eddie went to the kitchen to the wall phone and looked for an address book. Luckily for him, the number was pinned next to the phone on a chalkboard. He dialed the number and waited. One ring…two…three, four, five rings, six…seven…

“Hello? Jameson residence, Dave speaking,” a groggy voice answered.

“Dave? Hey I don’t know if you remember me from a few weeks ago but this is Eddie Munson, Y/N’s friend?” Eddie started.

“Eddie Munson?” Dave groaned over the phone, clearly trying to wake up and pay attention to the conversation at hand.

“Yeah Y/N’s friend. Look I wouldn’t have called this late but it’s an emergency. I think Y/N got roofied at a party tonight and she’s scared. She wouldn’t let me take her to the hospital; insisted on coming home and she’s crying out for you. She told me to call you.” Eddie said, exhaling at the end. He could hear shuffling in the background and slight whispers.

“Okay Eddie. Get her to drink water, lots of it, and try to get her to throw it up. Everything. I’m on my way and I’ll be there soon. I’m five minutes away,” Dave says.

“Okay Dave thank you,” Eddie says as they hang up the phone. He went into the actual kitchen and got together a glass of water and a bag of frozen peas in case you got overheated. He looked around for aspirin but couldn’t find any so he went up to your room where he found you lying on your bed in shorts and a Black Sabbath shirt.

“Hey angel. How are you feeling after getting out of that dress?” Eddie asked.

“Yeah a little better” you say into your pillows.

“Okay good. Can you sit up for me and drink some water?” Eddie asked sweetly. You complied, sitting up with a groan and taking the water from him. You took a few big gulps and sighed.

“Good girl. Now I need to try and get that disgusting stuff out of you.” Eddie said.

“You mean…”

“Yeah sadly I do,” Eddie says as you groan, “Gotta get all that shit outta your body, baby girl. I know it sucks but we gotta do it. If it helps, Uncle Dave’s on his way.”

“You called him?” you say, feeling sheepish.

“Yep, he’ll be here any minute. I feel like you might listen to him more than me but he might have a lecture ready,” Eddie said. You sigh, nodding before getting up and going to the bathroom, locking the door behind you while you take care of yourself.

When Eddie went back downstairs to get himself a glass of water, he heard a key in the door and Norm barking. He looked through the open doorway and saw a long haired man walk in, greeting Norm with some pats. His black and gray tattoos on both sleeves on full display with his tank top and sweatpants. Eddie could tell he grabbed the first thing he had thrown on.

“Hey kid” Dave said, seeing Eddie in the kitchen.

“Hey thanks for coming. She’s in the bathroom right now and she drank about a third of her water so far,” Eddie informed.

“Thanks for the call. How’s she doing?” Dave asked, walking to the kitchen.

“She’s pretty shaken earlier but she seems okay for now, now that she’s home but knowing Y/N, she’s hiding how she’s really feeling,” Eddie admitted.

“Yeah she has always done that. She’s never been one to trust people easily so that’s why I’m glad she was able to at least trust you when in this situation. Thanks kid. I can take it from here if you’ve got places to be,” Dave said.

“I actually don’t. Would it be alright if I stayed? I probably won’t be able to sleep very well tonight if I don’t” Eddie admitted again, not wanting to seem like he’s overstaying his welcome.

“I respect that. How about you take my nephew’s room? He should have some sleep clothes you can borrow,” Dave said, pointing at the room across from yours. Eddie nodded as they heard Y/N open the bathroom door open and shuffle up to her room. Eddie sighed.

“You got her this far man. You did good, kid, now go rest up. I can watch her,” Dave said with a smile as Eddie nodded, starting up the stairs. “Oh and Eddie?”

“Yeah?”

“Sick Eddie Van Halen costume” Dave said with a laugh.

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