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the-cooler-kira · 2 years

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When Worlds Collide || Eddie Munson x Reader

cw: female reader that is hopper's daughter, period mention, death mention, overprotective father, swearing, unedited

summary: eddie finds out why you insist on hanging out at his place rather than yours (set during s3)

a/n: i read a fic where y/n was a hopper and I love the idea :,)

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You have a pretty good life. Granted, you’ve been through things that your friends haven’t and wouldn’t understand. But they were always there for you. When you were scared of moving up to high school, when you got your first period, when you lost both your sister and mother. They were always there.

That’s how you got roped into the Upside Down business, but it was inevitable considering you were friends with Steve. As well as your father being chief of police, Jim Hopper, himself. He, like your friends, has always been there for you and always will be.

When El came into the picture, she was frightened at the sudden change in circumstances but it grateful to have you as her new older sister. You would look out for each other, play pranks on your poor old dad, and you even helped with her English.

Then, in the summer of ‘85, boys came into the picture. She was constantly with Mike, you were glad it was a boy you knew and was the first to find her in the woods, and your dad knew about their relationship. One thing your dad didn’t know was that you were seeing Eddie Munson: he was your boyfriend and has been since last summer. The only reason El knew was because she saw you at the mall with him, when she went with Max for the first time.

You both agreed that neither of you would snitch as long as the other doesn’t.

Max and El were the only ones to know about you and Eddie: anyone else would have gone straight to your father, and you would never be allowed out of the house ever again. You assumed.

“I’m going to hang out with Steve and Robin,” is what you told your dad on the way out as he lounged on the beaten-up armchair.

“Aren’t they working?” He questioned, whipping his head around to immediately interrogate you.

“Yeah, I’m just going to make their shift less miserable,” you joked. To be fair, you did do that but only on occasion.

“Alright, well, just don’t distract them from their work too much.”

“I won’t.”

“See ya later, kid!” He called after you as you walked out.

“Bye, dad!” You yelled back as you made your way to your car.

Thankfully, the mall was on the way to Eddie’s trailer.

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A couple hours later, you were cosy at your boyfriend’s side on his bed and listening to whatever vinyl he had put on. The two of you often spent your days cuddled up like this. It may seem boring to others, but it was nice having some sort of normalcy in your life.

Eddie didn’t know of anything that had happened with the Upside Down (yet). You didn’t talk much about your family, either. All he knew is that your mother was gone. Any rare time you mentioned El, he assumed she was your biological sister and that her name was short for something like ‘Eleanor’.

And the only thing he knew about your father was that you described him as overprotective.

Just as you were starting to zone out, you noticed Eddie staring at you with a subtle smile that only grew when you finally looked over at him. “What are you smiling at, you dork?”

“Dork?” He echoed, “you think I’m a dork now, princess?” He poked at your side with every word.

“Maybe,” you snickered as he continued poking you.

“What’s wrong?” He continued.

“Nothing.”

“Nothing, huh?”

“Yep.”

“So if it’s nothing,” he began as you were trying to slowly get out of his grasp. “You won’t mind if I just... keep doing this!?”

“Eddie!” You laughed at the weird sensation.

“Y/N!” He mocked.

You tried rolling out of his grasp instead, and you were fast, but not fast enough. The metalhead climbed on top of you and straddled you. You tried to move, but to no avail. It’s not like it was a bad thing he was right above you. Certainly isn’t the first or last time.

“Do you still think I’m a dork?” He looked all too amused at your current predicament.

“Shut up,” you sighed lovingly, fully giving up in your effort to escape.

“That doesn’t answer my question, sweetheart.”

“If I said no, would you believe me?”

“Probably not.”

“Good.” You smiled up at him.

“Now who’s the dork?” He commented before leaning in to kiss you.

It started slow and sweet, showing each other that this really was fun and games despite your remarks and comments. Naturally, the pace picked up and the kisses became faster; needier. You couldn’t do much with his uncle in the other room, especially due to the thin walls, and you didn't want to make him uncomfortable in his own home.

"Still a dork, Munson." You commented when you finally stopped for oxygen.

"Whatever, you know you love- wait." He interrupted himself in the middle of his confident response.

"What?"

"I've just realised," he began. "After all these months, you've never told me your last name."

Oh shit. It was bound to happen sooner or later. Maybe you should tell him? You know, to prepare him; to make sure he knows the severity of the situation.

You looked up at him, stunned, not sure where to begin. Before you could respond, he continued.

"Do you have one?"

"Yeah..?" why would he ask that?

"Shame, I was going to ask if you wanted mine."

Oh.

Your eyes blew wide in shock and you felt a warm, fuzzy feeling in your chest as your heart sped up. How could he be so casual about that? Does he really want a future with you? Or was he joking?

"Eddie Munson, you are one smooth motherfu-"

Knock! Knock!

He ever-so-gracefully swung his leg over your body so he could get off you, but he ended up falling off the bed entirely.

"Ow!"

"Well done," you laughed.

"Thanks." He deadpanned, his voice muffled from the floor.

As he slowly got up, the door slowly opened and his uncle emerged. "Hope I'm not interrupting anything kids." He gestured to his nephew that awkwardly sat on the side of his bed.

"No, what's up?" Eddie asked.

"A murder or something happened a few trailers down," Wayne stated. "The police are just here to see where everyone was at the time. I've already been questioned."

"Shit, ok." You said and looked at your now nervous boyfriend.

Eddie made sure his black, metal lunchbox was well-hidden before walking out and you trailed after him.

"You said your nephew has a girlfriend?" You heard an oddly familiar voice.

"Yes sir." Wayne responded. You heard two or three voices laugh. Assholes. The horrible assumptions about Eddie went further than bullies in high school for some reason. People really like to gossip, especially judgemental parents.

"I don't see why that's hard to believe," you commented as you walked into the main room after your boyfriend.

You have never felt regret so quickly.

"You're telling me she is his boyfriend?"

None other than Jim Hopper stood there, seething, with his arms folded across his chest and his back straightened to appear even taller than he was, all while staring right at you.

"Yes sir." Wayne repeated, proud of his nephew but oblivious to your dilemma. Eddie wasn't the only one who didn't know your last name.

"Yeah, she is." Eddie added, feeling oddly confident. Of all times.

"Mhm. I'm talking to you first." He pointed at the not-so-confident-anymore metalhead, who was visibly startled. "Outside, now." He shot you a very quick nervous glance before following your father out of the trailer.

The officers that accompanied him simply chuckled as they knew exactly who you were, leaving poor Wayne out of the loop who was taken aback at the sudden force from the chief of police.

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After interrogating him on the basic things like where he was at the time, if he knew the deceased and any possible suspects, and any other key information, Jim interrogated Eddie on other matters.

"Do you know who I am?" His question only confused Eddie further..

"Uh, yeah? The chief of police, right?" He tried to seem as nice and non-threatening as possible.

"Do you know who Y/N is?"

"She's not a criminal if that's what you're getting at." Eddie narrowed his eyes at the weird question.

"I would sure hope not," Jim sighed. "You and your uncle say that's your girlfriend, yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Have you been taking care of her?"

"I don't see how that's relevant."

"Answer the question, Munson." He knew exactly what he was doing.

"Of course I have!"

"What do you do with her?"

"Okay, man. What kind of interrogation is this!?" He stood up, patience running thin. He played right into the officer's hands. "Listen. I don't know why you want to know, it's a little creepy if you ask me. We just hang out, go see movies, listen to music, talk for hours. What more do you want to know!?"

Jim stayed silent as Eddie kept talking.

"I love her to pieces, and I love spending time with her. I'd do anything for her. I swear on my life, if anything happened to her I would never forgive myself. Is that it? Or do you wanna hear about how even I'm confused as to how I got her to love me back? How I'm scared I'm going to lose her? How I'm constantly reminded by those popular assholes I'm not good enough for her? Huh? Is that it!?"

Eddie was fuming, and in the process accidentally revealed his true feelings. Neither of them expected this.

"Shit, man." He ran a hand through his hair and took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," he apologised as he finally turned to fully face Jim.

A beat of silence and an unreadable expression.

The police officer slowly stood up and stalked his way over to the anxious metalhead, keeping his unreadable expression.

"Don't be." He stared down his nose at Eddie, who didn't reply. "You don't know her last name, do you?"

"No, sir." Eddie looked everywhere else except the glare of Jim.

"Have you met her father? Or any of her family?"

"No, sir. I'd like to."

"Well, now you have."

"Huh!?" It was now his turn for his eyes to blow wide in shock. "What do you mean?"

Jim didn't respond and simply walked back inside, feeling entirely too proud of himself. Eddie followed behind him. The poor guy had never been more confused, and he was even more confused when they didn't interrogate you.

The chief turned to Eddie, putting a stern hand on his shoulder, and whispered, "if you break her heart or do anything, and I mean anything, to hurt her... God forbid, I will hide the body myself. Is that understood?"

A quick "yes, sir" was squeaked out before he turned to you. You still couldn't be more scared.

"We'll talk about this when you get home, Y/N."

"Okay."

He gave you a look that was unrecognisable to Wayne and Eddie.

"Okay, dad." You sighed.

Then, he gave you a smile that indicated you weren't entirely in trouble but you definitely needed to talk. The police thanked the three of you for your time before leaving to continue their investigation.

Silence.

"Jim Hopper is your dad!?"

"Possibly."

"Oh my- so your last name is Hopper?"

"Yep."

You didn't know about their conversation, while Eddie didn't know about the secret voice recorder Jim used during their entire conversation.

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toomanybandstocare · 2 years

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{Taking a Shower with Steve}

Program: Soft Shower Headcannon

Pairing: Steve Harrington x GN! Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: A singular swear, Reader has hair

Camp Upside Down Masterlist

Always starts with a bath since he knows you need to ease into the thought of standing and taking care of yourself.

Steve lets you set the temperature for the bath based on your achey muscles and needs.

Holds you close to his chest as he rubs your shoulders and combs through your hair gently with his fingers.

"What made you happy today, sunshine?" he hums and presses a kiss to your shoulder blade and up your neck. "This. Just appreciating your loving touch," you whisper in response. He blushes and presses a trail kisses up and down your neck. You just made his day.

Holds the back of your thigh and supports your lower back when you decide to get up and switch on the shower head.

Taking in how the droplets of water hug your figure and tries to memorize every freckle and dip.

Leans against the wall opposite of you as he watches in adoration when you wobble a little and start the shower.

"It's going to be too hot when it heats up all the way, love." "But it's fucking freezing. I'm chilled after one splash."

At the sight of the first uncomfy jump from hot water, he scoots pass you and shields you from most the water.

He knows that you just need to warm up, so he'll slowly and subtly change the heat down to a better temperature.

Watches and adores you as you try to wash your hair only to turn around and pout for a kiss. He easily complies and swells from your loving gaze.

Knows your wash routine after slowly taking note and observing.

"Tch- lemme wash your hair and clean you up, baby." "But 'm so tired."

Steadies you with a firm grasp to your hip and taps his fingers, silently telling you that he's got you.

"But you know you'll feel better." He can't help but quirk an eyebrow even if you can't see it. "You're right," you sigh.

Messages your scalp and knows exactly the right amount of product to use and when to use it.

Will ask if it's a certain day if your routine differs then usual.

"Can you hand me your body way, pretty?" he asks kindly and pats your bum.

Gently washes you with the loofa and bends down to kiss the center of your spine.

"Kay, honey, tilt your head down for me, I can get your neck." Carefully holds your hair away and is even more careful with your sensitive spots.

Guides you to then face him and tilt your head upward with his other hand. Just slowly movie your head side to side to softly wipe the front of your neck.

"All set, darling," he basks in how refreshed you look. "Thank you for caring for me," you hum. Utterly speechless because no one's ever thanked him for that. He dips down to press slow, tender kisses across your jaw, cheek, and awaiting lips.

Lets you dry yourself off as you can have a moment to center yourself.

Wraps you up in a fluffy robe.

Throws you one of his comfy shirts and one of yours to choose from.

Waits in bed consumed by a sleepy, happy daze as you putter around doing your nightly routine.

Opens his arms wide and invites you to join him with a tired smile.

Utterly content to call this his life.

Excited to start every day in a tangled pile with you.

Yearning to fall into bed and hold you close each night.

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happyimagines · 2 years

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Baby Cow Eyes

Not a request, but I’ve been wanting to write Stranger Things stuff. Also, let me know if you want to be tagged in stuff!

Word count: 1.3K

I stopped my car with a jarring halt and grabbed my bag before jumping out and running to the trailer. It was supposed to be a normal Saturday; TV, homework, and maybe a movie. Just as I had finished my homework, I got a phone call. Then, without trying to break any traffic violations, I ended up at Eddie’s trailer.

“Munson!” I knocked on the trailer door and waited for a response, or movement. With my worry growing, I knocked on the trailer door again.

There was still silence.

With a groan, I walked around the trailer hoping to see some form of life.

“Munson!” I called back at the door. “I swear, if you’re passed out or dead, I am going to kill- oh my god.”

My jaw dropped when the trailer door opened and I saw Eddie leaning against the doorframe for support. There was blood on face, hands, and arms. His lip was broken as if someone had punched him, and there was a cut above his eyebrow. A lump formed in my throat.

“Is that beer?” Eddie asked trying to smile. It quickly turned into a grimace.

“It’s first aid.” I answered going into his apartment.

Eddie sat down on the sofa and picked up a towel that was wet and stained with blood.

“Let me see,” I took Eddie’s chin in my hand and gently tilted it back to see more of the injuries. “Hands,” I sat next to him and took his hands. They were scraped as if from defensive wounds. I clicked my tongue. “Tell me what happened.”

Eddie sighed and fell back on the sofa so he was looking up.

“I was in town, and I saw Jason with his cronies. They said some things. I said somethings.” Eddie sat up straighter. “And then his idiots beat me up.”

“Okay,” I stood up and opened up the bag that I brought with me. Inside were first aid supplies; rubbing alcohol, bandages, and gauze. I pulled out some cotton wool balls from the bag and began putting alcohol on them.

I stood in front of Eddie and looked down at him.

“I need you to spread your legs and take off your shirt.” I told him.

Eddie laughed and winced. “Damn (Y/N), if you wanted me to do this, I would’ve gotten beat up ages ago.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m here to help you. Now do it, and I’m sorry in advance.”

Eddie sighed and opened his legs up giving me space to stand closer to him. He put his hands on the sofa to brace himself. I gently wiped the alcohol-soaked ball on his face causing Eddie to wince.

“Sorry,” I mumbled as I continued to clean the wounds. I looked at his tattoos and saw that there was some bruising forming on his chest. There was also a small cut on the left right above his tattoo. “What did Jason say to you?”

“What?” Eddie furrowed his brows.

“Jason. What did he say, Munson?” I gently pressed a band-aid to the cut above his eyebrow. Eddie shifted as if even more uncomfortable. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, it hurts.” Eddie muttered. I took Eddie’s chin in my hand again and lifted it.

“Yeah, you got hurt. Thankfully, your pretty eyes are okay.”

“You think I have pretty eyes.” It wasn’t a question but rather him repeating myself.

“Eddie.” I raised my brows at him and gently moved his hair out of his face, my hand gently rested against the side of his head. Eddie leaned his head against it and sighed. Carefully, I began cleaning his lip. He winced again this time putting a hand on my hip to stop me. “Shit, Eddie, I’m sorry.”

“You know that’s the second time you called me Eddie?” He asked.

“Uh, yeah, it’s your name.” I pointed out despite the fact it was obvious.

“You only call me my first name when you’re worried.” There was a small smile on his lip.

I rolled my eyes again and continued to clean other wounds on his face. My face grew warm as I realized Eddie had moved his hand from my hip to rest on the back of my thigh.

“You never answered my question.” I cleared my throat.

“Oh, right.” Eddie lowered his head.

There was silence.

I sat next to Eddie on the sofa and cupped his face. Gently, I turned his head to face mine.

“Eddie, what did Jason say?”

“He said something about you.” Eddie whispered.

I stared at him. There was no secret in Hawkins that Eddie and I were close. The two of us were friends since we were kids and remained friends through high school, even though Eddie was meant to graduate before me. Several people, classmates included, have questioned our relationship, or rather friendship. He would wait at my locker before and after school each day, checking to see if was okay. He would stand near me anytime Jason would try to pester me, the few times that his usual playful eyes would turn serious.

Eddie was the “cult leader” and I was the quiet one that got the questions right in class.

“What did he say?” I asked.

“I’d rather not repeat it.” Eddie made a face and I sighed.

“You shouldn’t have said anything back.” I told him. Eddie stared at me.

“Why?”

“‘Why?’” I repeated. “Because Eddie, you got beat up! As much as I enjoy having you in my corner, I don’t want you getting hurt because of me. It’s not worth it.”

Eddie mumbled something.

“What?” I asked. Eddie shook his head. “Eddie.”

“You are worth it. For some reason, you want to hang out with me, and you could be hanging out with other people.”

“I like hanging out with you, and we have been hanging out for years.” I sat next to Eddie and he turned to look at me. “I’m not going to change that because Jason Clarke, who is failing English, by the way, is saying stuff about me.”

I took Eddie’s hands and checked them over. Carefully, I cleaned them as Eddie rested his against mine gently.

“Thank you.” Eddie whispered.

“Don’t worry about it.” I looked up at him, his eyes meeting me. “You know, you have baby cow eyes.”

I immediately regretted it as Eddie laughed. It was surprised but turned genuine. Eddie inhaled sharply and sat up.

“I have baby cow eyes?” He asked still laughing.

“Yeah! You remind me of a baby cow.” I couldn’t help but laugh along with him, and left my head fall forwards. I looked up at Eddie and realized how close his face was to mine.

“I- I want to kiss you.” Eddie whispered. I froze for a second, processing the information. “Never mind,”

Eddie stood up and I grabbed his hand. He stopped and looked down at me before I gently pulled him back to the sofa next to me and put a hand on his face.

“Then kiss me, Munson.”

“I think I liked it better when you called me Eddie.”

“Kiss me, and I’ll call you whatever you want.”

“Maybe I just needed to get beat up more.” Eddie smiled and gently pressed his lips to mine, tentatively. I put a hand on the back of his neck, and could feel Eddie’s arms circle around my waist, pulling me close to him as he deepened the kiss. Gently, he pulled me on his lap and leaned back on the sofa.

“Ow!” Eddie moved a hand to his lip.

“Sorry!” I leaned back and realized that I had hurt him.

“It’s fine,” Eddie sighed, his eyes looking at my shirt. “Oh, I’m going to have to get you a new shirt.”

I looked down at my shirt and saw that there was some blood on it.

“We can’t have you leaving here with blood. It’ll make me look bad.” Eddie smiled. I laughed.

“Yeah, and leaving in one of your shirts is better?”

“I mean, if it means getting you in my clothes, then yes.” Eddie leaned close and kissed me again.

“Damn, maybe you should’ve gotten beat up ages ago.”

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wxckedwxrld · 6 months

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embodyingchaos · 1 year

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(´｡• ᵕ •｡`) finn wolfhard masterlist

last updated: 25th august, 2023 newest: yandere tyler(dog days) hcs

rules for requesting: ✮ disclaimer: i do not do smut, i can do dark themes such as stalking, etc. requests are open.

finn wolfhard - none yet. mike wheeler(stranger things) - none yet. richie tozier(it) yandere richie tozier genre: richie tozier x gn!reader, headcanons warnings: yandere tingz, implications of murder, stalker behaviour, mean richie, mentions of cuts and bruises, possessiveness, manipulation trevor spengler(ghostbusters: afterlife) - none yet. tyler(dog days) yandere tyler genre: tyler x gn!reader, headcanons warnings: yandere behaviour, stalking, obsession, creepy tyler, delusional tyler, implications of murder, manipulation, gaslighting

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heizenka · 2 years

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⚘ Billy Hargrove x f!reader

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

— content warnings: Season 3 spoilers, blood, major character death, ANGST,

— word count: 0.6k

Inspired by: Fourth of July by Sufjan Stevens

Billy.

He was the only thought running though my head as I ran down the broken escalator as fast as I could. My legs burned, but the pain was nothing compared to the burning I felt in my chest at the sight of his limp body on he mall floor.

There was a dark puddle surrounding him, I prayed that it was from whatever beast lay dead next to him, but I knew I couldn't lie to myself forever.

Max' cries got louder as I came closer to Billy's body, she was shaking his shoulder to get him to wake up. But it wasn't working, nothing was working.

Once I reached his body I pulled his head in to my lap, he was so cold, and he only seemed like an empty shell of who he used to be.

I started wailing so hard, my whole body hurt. I felt like I was going to throw up. I wanted to get away from everybody, out of this mall, pretend that this wasn't real, that me and Billy would lay on the hood of his car and look at the stars like we always do.

But I knew I had to stay with him, even if this was going to be goodbye forever, he deserved to have someone at his side if the time came.

When I looked at Billy, he was so pale that I could see his veins. His eyes were open slightly, and I kept staring at them, as if at any minute they might open all the way and everything would be okay.

I held his hand and said, "I love you."

But I wanted to say so much more. I could write a novel about everything he meant to me: the small compliments he gave me every single day, the way he always noticed when I changed my hair, the way he looked at me in a crowd like we were sharing a secret. How was I supposed to get through this, I wondered, when Billy was the person who helped me through everything?

"I-I'm sorry." He barely managed to sputter out, this only made Max sob even louder, her face buries in my neck.

It felt like someone had stabbed me in the chest and they were now twisting the knife to make it hurt even more.

"It's okay," I mustered up a smile, I had to look brave for him, something he had always done for me, I owed it to him now. "We're okay." Hot tears trickled down my face as I looked at him.

His blue eyes were locked with mine. Those beautiful blue eyes that I always loved seeing, but now this may be the last time I ever see them.

He coughed once more, some of the blood getting on to my shirt, seeping through to my skin. Every drop felt like it burned against my skin, creating burns that would scar, leaving me with a reminder of this night forever.

He heaved out a heavy breath, his eyes still on mine, until they weren't.

His chest didn't rise again for another breath, and his eyes were closed. He looked like he was asleep, and that at any moment he would wake up.

But he wasn't.

He was dead.

The boy who was everything to me, was now gone, dead in my arms as I cried, hoping he would open his eyes, tell me this was some sick joke.

But he wouldn't, he would never hold me again.

Tonight on July 4th, 1985, a part of me died with the boy in my arms, the boy who I loved with all my heart.

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whydoyouwantmyname · 2 years

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Imagine your brother’s reaction when he finally meets your boyfriend

“Can you please just promise to be on your best behavior?” You pleaded as you slowly pulled dinner out of the oven, and placed it onto the stove top, your brother sitting at your kitchen island as he stared at you.

“Yes, because I am not allowed to be emotional at the fact that my sister just told me she has secretly been dating someone behind my back for the past 6 months.” Dustin exhaled, “We tell each other everything, like Everything! And now that mom is out of town with her friends, you are inviting a complete stranger over to dinner, one who has stuck his tongue down my sister’s throat.”

“Well seeing how you reacted when I told you Harrington kissed me on a dare that one time… you can see why I didn’t tell you until I was sure he was important enough to introduce.”

“Because Steve is a friend, and basically the Party’s second mom, and it is a violation for the second mom to kiss the first mom.”

“But it is fine that Lucas and Mike are dating party members?” You asked as Dustin huffed, “I just don’t understand why you kept this from me? Is it because mom is crazy?”

“Dustin…” you started, however you heard the sound of a familiar vehicle, and smiled as Dustin turned in confusion and raced to the door.

Pulling it open he saw his fearless Dungeon Master exiting as he called, “Eddie? What are you doing here? Are you here to discuss Hellfire?”

“No, as much as I love to discuss the game that fuels my passion, I am here to see the person who ignites my soul on a daily basis.” Eddie smiled as Dustin replied, “Awww I ignite your soul… that’s not weird at all to say to a 14 year old at all.”

“No ya doofus, I mean your sister.” Eddie sighed as Dustin’s face dropped, not a sound uttered as he slammed the door in Eddie’s face, his sigh slowly exiting his mouth as he whispered, “Well that could have went better.”

“Dustin, I know you did not just…”

“Eddie, you are dating EDDIE!” Dustin screamed, your eyebrow lifting as you tilted your head, and looked at him, “Yesssss.”

“I lied, This is worse then mom 2 kissing mom 1, this is like finding out your sister is dating your hero. Omg if you two break up, everything will be ruined, I will need new friends, I will need to look up to Harrington again, I will have to move states, change my name, change my identity.” He panicked as you watched in silence, “How will I explain it to Mother, to Lucas, And Mike, And Will…. How will I explain my identity change to Susie!”

“Are you done being dramatic?” You asked, as Dustin paced, before throwing his hands up, “NO!”

“Alright, so I am going to let you process this, and go make sure you didn’t break the door.” You sighed walking past him as he hollered, “I can never look at him the same now! He violated you!”

“It’s not like I didn’t ask for it.” You replied as you opened the door, to reveal Eddie sitting in his van again, as Dustin screamed, “Not Helping!”

You made your way out to the van, and opened the passenger side door, Eddie’s normally smiling face staring back at you replaced with his mane of loose waves, as you closed the door you whispered, “Sorry about him, I didn’t really tell him before you arrived, and he is kind of dramatically processing this.”

Silence

“Hey, Eddie.” You whispered, gently touching his shoulder, as you felt the shake of his frame, “Baby…..”

Silence

“Baby, look at me.” You whispered, already knowing why he wasn’t looking at you, “Look at me, or I will march my ass to the trailer and I will vandalize baby.”

“You won’t dare.” He turned to you, with red rimmed eyes as you put a hand on his check, “I won’t, but I needed to see your beautiful eyes.”

Silence

“Eddie, my love, my knight, my darling sweet Angel, why are you crying alone in your van?” You whispered, as another tear rolled down.

“He hates this.” He whispered, “And now I am losing a member of Hellfire, and friend, and my queen all in one night.”

You chuckled, as he looked at you, “You aren’t losing Dustin, trust me.”

“He slammed the door in my face Henderson.”

“And my little brother is a dramatic little shit, who will…”

“If your brother hates me, you won’t stay with me.” He whispered as you sighed, “Baby.”

Silence

“Baby, trust me, I love you.” You said those three words for the first time, his eyes meeting yours as you continued, “And I will not leave you just because Dustin is being overly dramatic and trying to grasp the fact that his worlds are colliding for the best, because you Eddie Munson, bring out the best of me, and the idea of no longer having you terrifies me.” You whispered

“Me too.” He replied, as you rubbed your thumb over his check, and whispered, “Besides Dustin adores you, you are like his hero. I doubt he is going to stop looking up to you just because we are dating. I mean Steve and I totally kissed, told him, and he still values Steve.”

“You kissed Harrington?” Eddie asked as you smiled and dodged the question, “Now, do you want to come inside, and eat something.”

“And what about Dustin?”

“He can go be dramatic somewhere else.” You smiled, as you leaned forward and kissed him slowly

“Did you kiss Harrington like that too?” He joked as you pulled back, “I mean, even if I did, you are a far better kisser.”

When you both went inside Dustin was sitting on the couch, his elbows on his knees as he held his head in his hands, his eyes wide as he tried to process the news.

“I told you he would be fine.” You whispered as Eddie looked to him concerned, before whispering, “He is just calculating the ways to murder me.”

“No, this is normally what he looks like when he is reaching the acceptance stage of his dramatic outbursts, totally normal. So do you want 2 or 3 slices of pizza?”

“You ordered pizza?“ Eddie asked, knowing you normally were not one to order out

“No, it’s homemade, if you want more after, I can show you how to make it, I already made the dough, but now that Dustin is adjusting to the news, you can come over next pizza night and I can teach you how to make the dough.” You smiled as you pulled out the pizza cutter, Eddie’s arms slowly looping around your waist as he rested his head on your shoulder, “I can come to the next one?”

“Yeah, my mom goes out a lot now that Dustin and I are older, so we normally just make pizza and watch fantasy movies, you are more then welcome to join. However I get to pick the next dinner we have, so I am probably going to make Chicken tenders and fries, if you want to help me.”

“I would like that.” Eddie whispered, as he inhaled slowly, that was honestly what he loved about you. You always tried to make him feel included, and gave him the sense of home. You were truly everything to him, and the thought of Dustin disapproving broke his heart.

“Eddie.” Dustin’s voice caused both of you to jump before Eddie turned to meet his glare, Eddie’s voice shaking as he addressed his friend, “Dustin.”

“House rules, 1) Hurt my sister, and I will burn your club to the ground. 2) If you reproduce with my sister, I will not only attempt to beat you up, and by me I mean Steve, but I will also be Uncle Dustin, not Uncle Dusty, no Dust Dust, or anything corny, just Uncle Dustin. 3) Limit the PDA, this is a respectable home, and you are my fearless leader, I would hate for you to appear weak in case the enemy is watching, 4) Hands were I can see them, at all times, Both of you. 5) please don’t make out with her in front of me, that’s just gross, and 6) She is not allowed to come to Hellfire, she is only allowed to pick me up, drop me off, and bring snacks. Do you understand?”

Eddie looked to you as you smiled, and shrugged, “Seems reasonable, you got a deal Dustin.”

“Eddie?”

“I swear to you upon my spruce lute that I will not only follow the house rules, but I will protect your maiden sister with all that I have, and if any harm befalls her, I shall cast myself into the Hill of Lost Souls, and wander the realm of purgatory alone for a century.” Eddie dramatically stated as Dustin rebuttaled, “Make it 2 centuries and you have a deal.”

“Done.” Eddie replied as Dustin wandered over and grabbed a plate, as you leaned over and whispered, “See, he still loves you.”

“And I love you.” He whispered back before adding, “And we are definitely going to need more pizza.”

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luckyyluka · 2 years

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i am a work in progress

so as some of you might know, i just recently was in outpatient hospitalization to start my journey of recovery from a severe depressive spiral that i was struggling with for a very, very long time. a black hole that i just couldn't seem to crawl out of. i'm in a better place, not completely because i can't be cured in just four weeks, but i'm doing better with coping with my thoughts, and i'm slowly but surely getting better at existing. it's a long road i'm on, but i'm just glad i've finally started the drive.

with all of that being said, since i've kind of done a little reset in my own life, i'd like to redo my blog, start from the beginning. i'm deleting all requests from my inbox and taking down my writings i've done so far, it's a fresh start. i'm sorry to those of you that have left requests that i haven't gotten to, but i really thank you for trusting me enough to write your requests <3

i'm officially moving on from the criminal minds fandom and onto the stranger things fandom. if you'd like to leave some requests for stranger things oneshots, please let me know! i'd love to write again. :)

i will not be writing any smut.

thank you for your patience and understanding <3

love, lu

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luveline · 1 year

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𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝? | 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧

Your best friend Eddie tries to explain what a hickey feels like and finds he doesn't have the words. He could show you, though, if you want? [3k]

fem!reader, shy!reader, implied inexpereinced!reader, friends-to-lovers, pining, mdni heavy petting, hickeys, lots of hickeys, marking up, neck kissing, shoulder kissing, heat of the moment confessions, eddie being flirty but also a good friend, requested here

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Eddie strokes down the length of his guitar neck almost tenderly. You're focused on his hands rather than his mouth as he recounts last night's date to you, distracted by the deft movement of his fingers, which aren't exactly small. It's an oxymoron —paradoxical, even— that his thick fingers would move with such gentle precision.

You shift around where you're sitting on his bedroom floor, criss-cross applesauce with an uncomfortable heat rising from the bottomless pit of your stomach to your tight collar. The white button up you'd worn under your sweater vest is a size too small. You're really starting to notice.

You peel out of the vest and hope it'll help you calm down.

"She wasn't exactly sweet," Eddie says, plucking a string, listening to the sound, and tuning it this way or that depending on how he liked it. "I think she wanted to get it over with, which isn't really my thing. She was in my lap before I could make it clear I wasn't interested in anything quick."

You lift your gaze from his hands. He must feel you watching his face. He looks up in tandem and smiles reassuringly. "It's fine. I kind of thought she was getting into it, she was like a vampire on me at one point, but I wasn't feeling it and it's clear she wasn't either. Drove her home. How was your night, d'you watch that tape?"

You trace the coil of a black curl down to his shoulder, and can't force yourself to meet his eyes as you ask, "A vampire?"

"What?"

"She was like a vampire at one point, you said." Eddie's arm goes still. "What did you mean by that?" you ask.

He puts his guitar down on the floor. You worry you've said something truly dull for him to place his sweetheart in such a rush, but Eddie's like that. He can tell you're embarrassed no doubt, and he's giving you the answer to your question as swiftly as he can to soothe the wound.

"Here, look," he says. He pushes his hair away from his neck on one side and tilts his head, bearing a wine-stained curve of skin to you unabashedly. "She kissed me. She gave me a hickey, used a lot of teeth. That's why it's bruised so much on the edges."

Warmth you've never felt rushes in, like your blood has superheated, and it's written on your face. Eddie's room feels suddenly a thousand times smaller than before and more intimate, his poster wallpaper curving in, the space between you inching closer.

"Sorry," he says, "I know it's kind of weird to show you."

"No, I'm sorry," you say, mortified. "I shouldn't have asked you."

"Yeah, you should. You didn't get it and now you do. I don't mind telling you."

Eddie lets his hair fall back against his neck, a kinky curtain that looks ridiculously soft in the orangey light of his lamp. There's a butter smoothness to it, and the way he moves as he does is worse, his hand open and reaching for you. He doesn't hold your hand, doesn't even try, just lets his upturned palm hang off the edge of his knee as if to say, Ask me whatever it is you want to ask me. It's cool.

"Why would she do that?" you ask, gesturing to your neck.

"It's not her fault, I was flirting with her a ton trying to make it work."

"Not like that."

Eddie's hand turns toward his knee. "Like what?"

Your hand drifts to your own neck absentmindedly. You get kissing, wanting to be kissed and wanting to give them. You understand why she kissed his neck; if you'd been in her position, alone in the car with Eddie laying his charm on thick, you might climb the console and push aside his hair too.

"I know why she kissed you. I don't see why she…" You rub your lips together, your embarrassment turning sharp. You hate how humiliating this feels. "I know what a hickey is, Eds, but why would you want one?"

His turn to fluster. The tiniest tinge of pink paints his cheeks. "Are you asking me why I enjoyed it?"

"Did you?"

You despise yourself, truly. Worse when Eddie laughs, his chest forward, hair falling in his face as he chuckles sincerely.

"Yeah," he says, smiling at you "I liked it. Before she started trying to kill me I was having a good time."

He doesn't put you through the agony of asking what you both know he wants to.

You've never had one?

"It feels warm, and it's– you know how being kissed gives you butterflies, right? It's better than that. It's hot, and all her weight is on you and you have your hand on her back trying to pull her in, and she's as close as she can be without, you know." Something flickers across Eddie's face. Not longing, but a remembered pleasure. It makes you squirm.

"I don't see how it doesn't just hurt."

The hand that hadn't been reaching for you holds a pick. He flashes it between his fingers, a party trick, a nervous tic, his eyelashes tangling together as his eyelids inch closed. He scrunches his face up for a second.

"Don't hate me if I ask you something weird," Eddie says, eyes shut tight.

You don't think you could. You watch Eddie's face, knowing he can't see your analysis, and feel a shock of pins and needles in your hands when his eyes open and immediately lock on to yours.

"Do you want me to give you one?" he asks.

Your lips feel like they've been glued shut. You're aware of your breathing, how shallow each inhale has become, but you can't do anything about it.

He has the decency to acknowledge what position his question puts you in, "I know it might be weird but I can't describe it to you if you don't know what it feels like."

You surprise him. You surprise yourself. "Uh, yeah. Okay."

"Yeah?"

"It doesn't hurt?"

"Not unless you want it to." A hint of a smirk plays on his lips, though it fades quickly. "It doesn't hurt. That's not the point. But it can feel… foreign."

You nod jerkily, wishing you knew what to do.

The atmosphere is thick enough to cut through. Neither of you like it. Eddie gives you another type of smile, a familiar one that says, I'm your best friend, I always will be, so please chill out.

"You're gonna have to sit in my lap."

You actually laugh. "Eddie," you chastise, thinking it's a bad joke.

"Sorry, sweetheart, but it's that or the bed." His teasing tone is light, but he still adds, "I mean, we can do it sitting next to each other but it's difficult. Whatever you want, though."

You climb up on your knees. You're shy, absolutely, you always will be and especially when Eddie's teasing, but he really is your best friend, and the bed isn't happening.

He doesn't scare you.

He grins and ushers you toward him. "Alright, come here." He tugs one of your thighs over his lap and your breath catches. He grabs the other and any laughter between you abruptly dies.

You settle over his lap with an expression not far from pained. Eddie's hands rest against your thigh and your hip. He has to look up at you now, and he does as he encourages your weight firmly downward. You're more than conscious of where you're positioned.

"Do me a favour?" he asks.

"Yeah." You put your hand on his chest tentatively.

"Don't suffer through it if you hate it, okay? All you have to do is say something and I'll stop, but if you feel like you can't, a good right hook would work too."

"I'm not gonna hurt you," you protest.

"Me neither," he says. His hand lifts from your thigh to your neck, and he brushes his fingertips down the curve of it ineffectually. It would feel good if you weren't choking on air. "Relax, sweetheart. Please."

"I'm really warm."

"Your shirt's too tight anyway," he says, hand at your collar. He thumbs open your top button, a second, and exposes the flat of your chest. His fingers slide across your neck as he folds back your starched collar. They're cool compared to the raging heat he finds there.

You take a deep breath.

"You could put your hands in my hair," he says. Wishful thinking has hope colouring his tone.

You put your hands on his shoulders. The very tips of your fingers partition his curls.

He raises an arm above your mess of limbs to weave a hand behind your ear. It's then that you feel his callouses, so rough against the delicate skin of your scalp. Despite their texture, you find it feels good. He tucks his hand in tight, and slowly, slowly turns your head to the side.

"Look up," he murmurs.

You lift your head and stare at the ceiling with widened eyes.

He can't know but he does, and he says, "Close your eyes." The heat of his breath kisses your neck.

You shiver at the suggestion of his lips, and again when they press to your skin. Close-lipped, Eddie kisses the skin just under your ear where on the opposite side of your head his thumb strokes quarter circles. You're quickly overwhelmed by the duelling sensations. You don't notice his lips have parted until he's kissing a sloven path downward, his spit cooling in wake.

This isn't a hickey, this is straight up kissing, and you don't know what to do with how you feel. You hide your hands in his hair.

It tugs him forward. He reads your hands for enthusiasm, and if it is or isn't he pulls you closer still and opens his mouth against your skin. His teeth are impossible to ignore.

Your hand works further into his hair, getting caught in a tangle as he sucks your skin between his lips. His lazy mouthing turns insistent but still gentle, his teeth scratching ever so slightly at your pulse as it capers beneath his ministrations. You gasp at the warmth blossoming under your ribs. You cup the back of his neck a touch too tight.

He doesn't stop kissing you, only grabs your wrist to stop you from choking him out. You make a sound you've never made with him before, a mewl, all breathless and teary as the sensation worsens. Which is to say, betters.

He breaks a particularly rough kiss to suck in breath, his nose sliding up the curve of your neck as he leans back. "You okay?" he murmurs, half-lidded eyes locking onto your flushed face.

"Why does it feel like that?" you ask.

He drops his head, his nose level with your chin. "I don't know," he says, punctuating with a kiss right there, the closest bit of skin he can find. "Want me to do it again?"

You swallow and he must see it. He says nothing, wrapping his arms around your waist as he waits for you to respond. Your stomach pushes into his, your arms braced on his shoulder so you don't collapse into his front, limp with touch.

"Sweetheart, can I do it again?" he asks.

"Yeah," you say, quiet but enthusiastic. "Please."

He's slower this time. Eddie leans into your neck and doesn't kiss you at first, his lips so close to your skin that you can feel their phantom. You skin tingles from his previous scandalising, and it doesn't beg, skin can't beg, but you can, you curl your arm behind his neck and hook his head there, crushing his hair to the crook of your arm. He doesn't take much convincing beyond that. His lips smush against your neck and you feel every millimetre as they part, heat and warmth and wet spreading like budding flowers come to bloom. You melt into him soon after, and Eddie takes your weight in stride, hand at the small of your back and pulling you in so hard you can feel his ribs.

When you think you're used to it —not used to it, but expecting what can be expected— Eddie nips you. Tiny dainty kisses broken up with a nibbling you'd couldn't describe as anything but playful. He laughs at your gasping and does it again, again, giddy hot laughter mixed with one of the strangest feelings you've ever been subjected to. You're molten. You're dizzy with it.

Eddie pulls back enough to ask, "I'm gonna undo another button, okay? Just one. Is that alright?"

"What for?"

"So I can kiss your shoulder. Just your shoulder." He sounds pleading, desperately excited in a way you've never heard him and you want to know what it'll feel like, so you let him.

This next button unveils the top of your bra and the soft hills of your breasts. He doesn't look, barely glances at his hand as he tugs your shirts down your arm, diving into the juncture of your neck like he needs it to breathe. His kisses are proper compared to some of the stuff he's been doing, but then he opens his mouth and the flat of his tongue wets your skin as he kisses kisses kisses down your shoulder. His hand is somewhere under your shirt, fingers slipped under your bra strap and pulling teasingly at the elastic as he eases you down in his arms. You're shorter than him where you'd started taller, totally compressed in his arms and at his mercy.

When he pulls back, the slimmest ribbon of spit shines between your shoulder and his lips. He wipes his face with the back of his hand, his eyes glassy, and that hand cups your face. He pretty much grabs you, but there's not a lick of cruelty in his touch. Eddie's rough. Never cruel.

"You're on fire," he says. It's objective rather than joking. "You're so hot. Do you want to stop?"

"Not– not unless you want to," you say, trying to quieten your breathing. You sound like you've run a marathon. It feels like it.

"I'm gonna give you a real one, cool?"

"I didn't know they weren't real."

"Oh, sweetheart," he says, and his eyes are damning, a loving pity in the black of his blown pupils, "I was just warming you up."

Your mind blanks.

"Make sure I can hide it," you say.

You aren't thinking straight, concerned about hiding his hickeys but not what this means for the two of you. His unexpected hunger, and your willingness to let him eat you whole.

"I don't think you can hide it anymore," he says, stroking your cheek with his thumb.

You look down at his lips. They're rosy, swollen from the pressure.

He sees you looking.

He yanks you in by the waist and sizes you up, almost, like he's calling your bluff, not spiteful but something mean about him as he stares at your mouth in return.

Like he doesn't want you to make the mistake. Like he knows you won't.

His hand tips your chin up high and he ducks his own down. An inch and you'd be kissing. That's all it would take.

"Is that really what you want?" he asks.

"I don't know," you say. Is it what he wants?

It has to be.

"Have you wanted to, before?" He draws a line down your cheek with his marriage finger. Fast as a heavy tear. "You want me to kiss you?"

"Yeah," you whisper, trying to make sense of this, your sudden confession, a secret want pushed into the light.

Eddie turns his hand and strokes down your cheek with the back of it, pushing any dampened baby hairs away from your skin. His gaze softens.

"Was that so hard?" he asks.

"You knew?"

He kisses you. He's smiling, and he doesn't take just one. He must kiss you four or five times, your lips parted enough to know he could push it further if he wanted, but he doesn't. These kisses are unhurried, missing the ravenous passion of his hickeying but not the fondness.

"You don't know how hard it is," he says after he's broken away, his forehead tipped against yours, "how hard it is to have someone look at you like you look at me everyday, like I'm something you can't have."

"I didn't know–" you knew. You felt the same. His kissing is evidence alone. it's confessional.

"I know. Guess I thought nothing good would come of it, but– but I don't want good. I want you."

He pulls back quickly, like you've said something confessional rather than him. He surprised himself.

"I'm not good?" you ask.

"You're good. You'll ruin me, that's all."

You don't have time to ask him what he means by that. He kisses you again, kisses your cheek, draws a line of crescent moons down along your neck to the mess he's made of you. He kisses– he sucks your neck so hard, so sudden, that goosebumps erupt and you can't stop yourself from saying, "Ohh," as you cling to his shoulders.

This is the vampire thing he'd talked about, the points of his teeth stark against your skin even now. There's another layer of vulnerability unveiled here, knowing that he could really hurt you and knowing he never would. He kisses you until you're overwhelmed by him. Heat everywhere. Sweat shining on your skin. You don't want anything else but this.

You squeak as the pressure turns from pleasurable to too much. Eddie hears the pain in it and pulls away, instantly sorry and willing to prove it, his hands cradling your face.

You pant. He shushes you gently.

"Sorry, baby." He pets your cheeks.

Your head falls back, too heavy on your sore neck. You feel wiped.

Wiped, but good. Lax.

"That was nice," you say breathlessly.

Eddie sits up and drags you with him, hand behind your neck to prop you up. He's laughing again, his awful sweet laugh that you've heard a thousand times before. It never fails to make you smile.

"You're like a dead fish."

You cover an eye with your hand. "I take it the romance is over."

"You thought that was romantic? Babe, I'm only getting started."

Eddie gives you a quick peck. Where his hickey had felt like the heart of a star growing hotter with each passing second, his smaller kiss feels like the sun through blinds, a dappling of warmth.

"Are you messing with me?" you ask.

He pushes his arms over your shoulders for a hug.

"No. Not messing with you." His nose rubs against the shell of your ear. "It's about time we talked."

You let your hand drift down the dip of his back.

"Okay," you mumble. Talking. You need to talk about whatever it is that just happened.

"...Maybe I'll get you a glass of water first," he adds.

"That's a good idea."

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Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed, and if you did, please consider letting me know/reblogging, it means the world to me and makes a big difference!! ♡ NOTE: Eddie def pines back if that isn't fully clear, I tried to imply it with his date where he could've hooked up with someone but didn't go through with it, it was cos he's too in lurve

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bimbobaggins69 · 9 months

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welcome to the dungeon…

modern sex shop steddie x only fans reader

summary: it’s just your luck that the two men you planned to shoot a scene with canceled last minute. It’s also just your luck that your usual sex shop you frequent is closed, leaving you to make a thirty minute trip ending up in a town called Hawkins… it’s also just your luck that the two men behind the counter totally know who you are and might perhaps even be willing to shoot that scene with you?

warnings: smut ahead, 18+ mdni, fem reader, no use of y/n, mentions of weed, overuse of pet names, overuse of the word cock (not sorry), sex on camera, oral sex (male & fem receiving), rim job (male receiving), p in v sex & p in a sex (fem receiving), double dipping (don’t recommend), use of an anal plug, full nelson position, double penetration, daddy kink, squirting, cream pies, dom!eddie, switch!steve, sub!reader, flufffff.

authors note: absolutely no one asked for this, but I felt v compelled to write it. Thank you to my loves @take-everything-you-can, @corrodedcorpses and @xxhellfiregirlxx for beta reading, appreciate you all so so much <333.

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Part two | series masterlist

Thirty minutes… your gps says the only other sex shop near you is thirty minutes away, in a town you’ve never even heard of before. Harkins or Hawkins, something like that?

Of course, if anything could go wrong today it most definitely will. And has.

It all started when you spilled iced coffee all over the front of your new white dress, then your favorite vibrator went out, you also seemed to misplace your butt plug which in your line of work is a travesty… then the two men you had planned a collab with had to cancel last minute.

That’s the last time you ever plan to work with a couple.

So now you’re in your car, listening to your favorite Spotify playlist while your hair whips through the wind.

Making it into Hawkins was so underwhelming, you could never live in a town like this… no chance in hell. You begrudgingly roll up your windows when the smell of cow shit wafts through the air.

God, if the sex toys suck I swear it’ll be my thirteenth reason.

“The destination is on your left.” Siri's voice echoes through your speakers.

You pull into a parking spot right up front, luckily the lot seemed to be pretty empty. You gather your purse and phone before allowing your eyes to flicker along the building now in perfect view—

The bricks were painted black, the store seemed as if it went on for ages and the red LED sign that read “the dungeon” seemed to taunt you.

You would’ve totally mistaken this place for some kind of bdsm club had you not known it was a sex shop. Clearly this town isn’t as conservative as it seems.

“Welcome to the dungeon!” The boy behind the counter sweetly recites with a welcoming smile. His honey brown eyes immediately catch your attention, along with his pretty brown head of hair.

Oh he’s cute!

“Thank you.” You smile back while hesitantly walking up to him, you quickly decide it’s best to just ask where the things you need are located instead of having to look around mindlessly, considering this was one of the biggest sex shops you’ve been in.

“Hi,” you purr while leaning up against the counter, “I need help looking for a few things.” Leaving your cleavage perfectly on display for the pretty boy in front of you.

“Oh yeah, sure, what are you looking for?” He shoots you a charming smile before leaning in closer to you.

“butt plugs, lube and vibrators.” You divulge with a pretty smile.

“Mmm, yeah I can help you find all of that. Let me just call my partner up here to take over.” He says with a wink.

You allow yourself to ogle at him a bit as he talks almost secretively over a walkie talkie; you observe his light brown eyes that twinkle with excitement, to the pretty beauty marks that seem to litter his skin, to the way his hair perfectly coifs.

“Alright, Eddie should be up here soon to take over.” He announces with a beaming smile.

“Thanks Steve.” You respond with a flirty bat of your lashes.

He looks at you for a moment as if a deer caught in headlights before his eyes shift down to his name tag, reminding himself it was in fact still pinned to his black shirt. A black shirt with red print of said sex shop; that hugged his biceps and chest so perfectly, that also showed off those speckled and toned arms that you now realized were spotted with a few tattoos.

You hear shuffling footsteps as another cute boy with wild wavy hair and even more tattoos walks up from behind you, his face is adorned in a knowing smirk as he hungirly looks you up and down.

“Alright, I’m here.” He declares before giving Steve a playful slap to his ass.

Steve rolls his eyes as his cheeks flush.

“Right this way.” He murmurs before looking back to the boy behind the counter and nodding as if Eddie had mouthed something to him.

Curious

“So, what brings you all the way to Hawkins?” Steve asks as he walks a couple steps ahead, his hands nervously shoved in his pockets.

“The shop I usually go to in Indy was closed so.. I had to drive like 30 minutes out of the way to come here.” You huff in exasperation.

“Oh I’m sorry about that…well we have the best sex toy selection in all of Indiana if that's any consolation.” His eyes nervously find yours before giving you a little smirk.

“Yeah, I see that. I’m surprised actually, never thought I’d find a sex shop like this in such a small town.”

“Well, you know what they say.. small towns have the biggest freaks.” He says with a laugh that makes your lower stomach flutter. He’s so pretty.

“Do they say that?” You giggle with a teasing raise of your eyebrows.

“I mean that’s what I’ve heard.” He shrugs his shoulders before licking at his bottom lip. “Okay, butt plugs… here we are.” He presents with a wave of his hand, showing off the wide selection and varieties.

“Oh wow,” is all you say as you let your hands skim over the array of silicone, metal and glass toys.

You grab a long metal plug, the packaging says the ridges are sensation bumps, which piqued your interest immediately.

“That ones my favorite.” Steve says with a bashful smile.

“Oh yeah? You use it on your girlfriend a lot or..?” You question as you internally pray he doesn’t have a girlfriend.

“No…I um, I use it on myself or my boyfriend… Eddie he’s uh- me and him are together.” He finally spits out.

“Oh okay, cute.” Is all you say, before grabbing the recommended plug that you’ve now noticed has a pretty red jewel at the bottom.

Your old baby was a pink silicone with just a regular white jewel, but you were excited to play with the ridges on this new one.

You grab a bottle of lube off one of the shelves before you and Steve make your way in complete silence towards the vibrators.

Steve was now a mystery to you, considering you knew he’d been flirting with you… also the way they both eyed you up and down? They had to be into women too, right?

We’ll see.

Once Steve shows you to the vibrators you snatch up the exact one that went out on you, it was your favorite and you weren’t in the mood to switch up what brought you ample amounts of pleasure.

“She knows what she wants..” Steve says with a low rasp that was doing no favors for your panties.

“This thing gives me back to back orgasms.” You say with a playful tilt of your head.

“Oh does it? Interesting.” He murmurs with a nod of his head, the look on his face was too cocky as if he knew something you didn’t.

He couldn’t have seen my videos, right?

“I’m gonna take a look at the lingerie and then I’ll be ready to check out in a bit.” You declare before giving Steve one last sweet smile.

You walk up to the counter with a handheld basket of the toys you came for a long with some pretty lingerie sets and a couple pairs of crotchless panties.

Eddie and Steve are standing huddled together, facing away from the register, talking rather secretively as the metalhead shows the pretty boy something on his phone. They quickly break apart when they notice your arrival.

Hmm, that’s suspicious.

“Hey,” Eddie greets with a smirk, “find everything, okay?” He asks before a shaky exhale.

“Mmhm, Steve was a big help.” You say coyly as you take everything out of the red basket one by one, setting it on the counter to be rung up.

“I bet.” His smile gets devilish as he shoots a look at the blushing boy behind him.

“So how’s your day going?” He continues to probe.

“Honestly, not great…” you pout while studying the boys faces closely for their reactions. “Well, it’s better now that I’ve gotten these …” you say pointing to the plug and vibrator. “But, I had a collab scheduled and well the two guys I was supposed to work with canceled on me at the last minute, and I guess I’m just really horny and frustrated.. ya know?” You feel your frustrations finally coming to the forefront as a lump forms in your throat.

“Hmm, a collab?… what kind of collab?” His cocky smile manages to send a shiver down your spine. Oh, these boys were making you feel things you haven't in years.

You can also totally tell he’s fishing, he already knows, that was confirmation enough but you decide to go along with their ruse.

“I do only fans, so it was supposed to be a bisexual threesome. Probably some dp, frotting, a daisy chain.. things like that.” You list away as both boys' eyes widen at your frankness.

“Shit.” You hear Eddie mumble under his breath as he shifts in front of you.

“Me and uh, me and Stevie here have always wanted to um, ya know, do a threesome with a chick.” He confesses as the redness from his cheeks travel down along his long tattooed neck.

“Have either of you ever been with a woman before?” You ask curiously.

“Yeah, w-we both have, before we started dating.” Steve answers quickly.

“Oh okay, so you both like women too, or…?” you continue to indulge in your curiosity.

“Absolutely we do, sweetheart.” Eddie snickers, “especially ones who are up for taking two men at once.” He winks with a seductive lick of his plump lips.

“Down boy.” Steve chides, as he rolls his eyes at his boyfriend's brashness.

“He’s a bit shy, don’t mind him.” Eddie whispers with a downright devious smirk.

“Shy boys are my favorite to play with.” You say towards Steve with a wink.

“You hear that big boy?” The metalhead guffaws.

Big boy…

How could you not be immediately intrigued by words like that?

“So O.F. huh?” Eddie smugly asks “ya know, you do look pretty familiar, maybe we’ve seen your stuff.”

“Maybe you have…” you say before pulling out your phone to pull up your most recent video, it was a solo vid of you fucking your self with a pink dildo while your ass was stuffed full of your beloved anal plug (rip)

Before clicking on the video for their viewing pleasure, a username catches your eye: @bigboyandhellfire. Judging by the fact that Eddie called Steve big boy and Eddie’s throat tattoo so clearly reads ‘hellfire’ you’re now more than positive they are subscribed to you and they’ve liked your most recent video.

The throb between your thighs pulses and you’re trying so hard not to clench them together as tight as they’ll go.

“Hey, are you both busy after this?” You examine as both their faces shift to equal amounts of interest and curiosity.

You had balls, you had big fucking balls but you already knew that. You’d never been the type to shy away from anything, you’ve always been an “i’ll try anything once” kind of girl so it shouldn't surprise you that you propositioned two of your subscribers you met at a sex shop no less, to shoot content with you.

After their shift you had all gone out for some food and drinks. You were able to get a taste for their personalities and in turn it helped you feel much better about your compulsive decision.

You learned they were truly great guys, who were very in love, but also had so much extra love to give… by the end of the night it felt as if you’d known them forever, almost like you had fit so perfectly into their already incredible relationship.

You'd never really considered polyamory for yourself, which is surprising in your line of work as you have tons of friends who are very poly and proud. You just never thought you'd find more than one person who’d love you and willingly share you as all of your exes were jealous little shits, but now you’re completely rethinking any stances you've had on basic monogamous relationships for yourself.

After all of Eddie's dirty but hilarious jokes and Steve's absolute charm you explained to the boys how things worked; positions for the perfect shots, things they were into and things you were into, as well as hard limits between you all. You couldn't believe how much in common you had with them, sexually. That almost never happens with other creators.

The last and most important thing you needed from them before going any further were negative test results. The plan was for them to get tested, have the pdf file sent over to you to prove they were both clean and then they were to meet you at your apartment that night.

“You ready, big boy?” the metalhead beams over to his boyfriend before they swiftly exit their shared jeep.

“Hey, you alright over there?” Eddie asks with concern as he drapes his heavily tattooed arm over Steve’s broad shoulders.

“Yeah no, I'm fine. Just nervous I guess.” He softly admits as he and Eddie cross the street, making their way into the clinic.

“Nervous to get tested or nervous to fuck our dream girl?” Eddie snorts at his own words.

“Honestly, a bit of both.” Steve confesses as he shyly cowers away into his boyfriend's chest, Eddie has always found Steve’s coy shyness utterly adorable, he wanted so badly to eat him up everytime he put his pretty head of hair into his chest or on his shoulder.

“I know I'm clean, since ya know i’ve never gone without a rubber, but I don't know, it's still nerve wracking I guess.” the honey eyed boy disclosed with a harsh breath into his boyfriend's neck.

“We’ll be alright, baby. It’ll be worth it, I mean how long have we been subscribed to her and how often have we come to the idea of her being between us?” Eddie acknowledged a little too loudly as the women in line ahead of them turned back to give them a disapproving look, making Steve’s cheeks tinge the sweetest shade of pink.

“Will you keep it down?” he sharply whispers into his boyfriend's brown waves, making Eddie cackle in amusement.

After an hour of leaving the clinic and grabbing some food as they awaited the results, they both get a ding on their phones. Steve’s eyes widen as he continues to chew on an extra big bite of his burger before harshly swallowing it down and cautiously grabbing his phone, as Eddie grabs his without a care in the world. To be fair Steve was much more sexually active before him and Eddie had gotten together; as in Steve had a huge hoe faze his Junior and Senior year of high school and although he had never forgotten to use protection, there was still a chance he could have caught something, or at least that’s what Steve’s anxiety riddled brain keeps telling him.

He stares at the results as a loud exhale is shared between the couple.

Steve catches his boyfriend's eye as his face scrunches up in confusion.

“I thought you weren't nervous?” He asks as a relieved smile spreads across his face.

“I never said that, I just have to be the brave one and talk you off the ledge. But believe me that shit is nerve inducing for anyone. Hell, I'd be nervous even if I still had my v card.” The metal head guffaws, popping a fry he’d dipped in his vanilla shake into his mouth, making Steve grimace in disgust at his boyfriend's condiment of choice.

“Yeah, true.” He quickly agrees.

Steve never thought to get tested or to make this big of a fuss about it, but after seeing the results, it left him with a sense of relief for something he may have subconsciously been worried about.

“WOOH!” Eddie shouts with excitement, “you ready to do this, Stevie?” He asks with the biggest, brightest smile while scanning his boyfriends beautiful face.

“Fuck yeah, I am.”

“Michelle, are you even listening to me?” You pout into your phone's camera while on a somewhat grainy facetime chat with your beautiful bombshell of a best friend who seems to be occupied by the little smoke sesh/kick back she is hosting, the only one you’ve ever missed.

“Yes bitch, of course I am.” She says with slight annoyance, “come on, show me the options.”

You set up your phone on one of the many tripods that sit facing your bed before backing away with two sets of lingerie, “Okay, so I have this baby pink set or this like, deep blood red set with the knee high stockings and garter belt.” You say with a slight tremble to your voice that reaches your hands.

This is so not you, you’re never nervous to shoot content with even the biggest names…so what is it about these two boys that have you anxiously awaiting their arrival?

“Oh, def the blood red one, its fucking hot!” Michelle growls the word ‘hot’ into the speaker, slightly distorting the sound before you see a cloud of smoke billowing from her mouth.

“Yay! That's the one I was gonna choose anyway, since it matches my new butt plug.” You squeak in excitement.

“You fuckin’ freak.” Your best friend guffaws, “Maybe you and your boy toys can come through after y'all are done with your little fuckfest.”

You giggle at her choice of words as you begin to remove your robe and slip into the red lingerie set, foregoing the panties so you can lube and stretch yourself out for the buttplug you want to have inserted before Steve and Eddie show up.

“Yeah, maybe. I’ll ask if they’re up for it when we finish.”

Finally, your hair and makeup are close enough to perfection, your lace set was on and hugging all the right curves on your body along with the knee highs and garter belts, your butt plug was sitting nice and snug inside your recently waxed puckered hole.

You begin to set up the ring lights around your room brightening the two in the front to max brightness as you've already lost sunlight, then you perfectly angle your tripods towards your big 70’s inspired circular bed, adorned with black silk sheets.

Once you’re setting out the lube and different toys you think the boys would be into, you hear the doorbell ring and all the busying you've been doing to try and calm your mind from complete and utter nervousness is now null and void as it all comes rushing back within an instant.

You saunter downstairs practically slipping on oak wood floors, no thanks to your nylon stocking like knee highs that hug your dainty feet.

Reaching the door, you pull it open with slight aggression that you can only blame on the anxious beating of your heart, here you are opening the door in nothing but lingerie yet that’s not even the part you’re nervous about. No, you're never nervous about showing your body off, as you’re quite proud of it, instead you're nervous because these two beautiful boys that you had an instant connection with will be in your presence, you have to keep reminding yourself they already like you, they’re subscribed to you for fucks sake, so there has to be some type of attraction there.

‘Just be yourself and you'll be fine’ is what you repeat like a mantra in your mind, something you haven't repeated since you were the new kid in 6th grade, entering into an unknown world of small town life in the midwest.

“Fuck me.” The long haired boy gasps under his breath as he eyes you up and down, his pretty boy boyfriend stands beside him with his mouth agape in shock, half lidded eyes and a soft and sweet blush to his cheeks.

“Come inside and I will.” You giggle as you take the expensive looking champagne they had brought along. You can always appreciate the people that don't show up to a shoot empty handed.

They step inside, curiously looking around your ‘too big for just you, house’.

“Do you live alone?” Steve questions shyly as Eddie continues to shamelessly check you out.

“I do, so you don't have to worry about anyone interrupting or listening in.” You add in an attempt to ease his tense shoulders that have been that way since you opened the front door. Even though you were nervous you wanted to make them as comfortable as possible, since this was their first time doing anything of this nature.

“So, you live in this big ass house all alone?” Eddie asks in disbelief.

“Yup, a big three bedroom house just for me. My roommate just moved out actually, so I've got the place to myself now. It's not so bad, unless you know of anyone who's looking to live with a porn making roomie?” you say with a smile and hand propped under your chin, in a cute pose.

The boys both smirk as they continue to eye everything up, as if in high interest of the offer you had just given them, well not them specifically but someone they knew. But their lease to their shitty apartment was almost up and they had been talking about moving out of Hawkins and to the city, nothing was keeping them in that shit hole town and there were so many more opportunities in indy. Maybe it was something they could bring up later.

“So… how do we start this?” Eddie questions, his usual cocky facade slipping as he cracks his knuckles out of nervousness.

“Well once I hit record, we just kinda start it how ever you’d start just a regular fuck.” You say as you shrug your shoulders. “So, my phone is set up on this tripod, can one of you offer up your phone so I can set it up on this other one? I want as many angles as possible.” You ask sweetly as you point to the tripod that sits on the left corner of the bed.

“Yeah, you can use mine.” Steve quickly offers “the code is eddie or 33343.” He coyly asserts before his boyfriend is pulling him back to plant a big wet kiss to his lips.

That action alone made you throb between your thighs, Jesus you couldn’t wait to see how they’d make that burning feeling in your belly erupt.

You open his phone to a sweet background picture of him and Eddie; Steve kissing the metalheads cheek as a bashful looking Eddie, playfully flips off the camera.

You quickly open the camera and click the video option, before setting it onto the black base.

“Okay so, Eddie can I use your phone for like, close up and POV angles?” You ask as Eddie walks over and plops down onto your bed before leaning back to remove his phone from his side pocket. “You can use anything you’d like, princess.” He flirts with a wink, causing your stomach to swoop with butterflies.

He sets his phone down by the lube on your side table, for later.

After you’ve finished the setup process and helped the boys undress down to their boxers all while kissing each other, albeit without the cameras rolling which was so foreign for you, you never touched a costar if it wasn’t being recorded.

But you couldn’t help it, when you were lifting up Eddie’s shirt and he went in for a chaste kiss to your lips, the same one he planted on Steve earlier, It quickly heated up as he slipped his tongue into your mouth while you were unbuckling his belt.

Steve comes up behind you and whispers in your ear “is this okay?” Before he places a tender kiss to the side of your neck, causing a mean shiver to run down your spine, making both boys smile into your skin.

You nod to Steve’s question with a moan, before he begins to attack your neck with sweet yet sloppy kisses.

Both boys reach for your bra clasp on your back, unhooking it with ease and allowing it to quickly fall to the floor, only to be kicked out of the way.

You pull your lips away from Eddie’s to chase Steve’s, removing his shirt before kissing him with absolute hunger, causing him to groan into your mouth.

“Fuck, we have to stop before we don’t get anything recorded.” You giggle before walking over to the tripods. “Eddie, take his pants off.” You demand before you’re waiting behind the camera for the perfect time to hit the button.

Once Steve’s pants are off and he’s down to his black Calvin Klein briefs, you order them in what position to stand in; both facing the camera, side by side, shoulder to shoulder, beside your bed.

You hit the record button on both phones then saunter up to them, placing a kiss to each of their lips before dropping to your knees.

You look up at both boys as you bring your hands to rub them over their boxers, making them both hiss simultaneously.

You pull Steve’s cock out first and big boy is right! He has one of the biggest cocks you’ve ever seen, and it instantly makes your mouth water. It’s so pretty and thick with the pinkest head, totally reminds you of how pink his cheeks get when he’s shy. God, it makes you want to stick his cock so far down your throat and never come back up for air.

Instead you kiss the tip before looking up at him, and licking away the yummy bead of precum that sits on his pretty pink slit. You make a whole show of it while holding it on the tip of your tongue so he and Eddie can see, before sensually bringing it into your mouth, moaning at the taste, “mmm, you taste so good.” You purr, as you take him fully into your mouth.

Both boys moan out at your little display.

You give Steve a couple hard sucks to his head before taking him back into your throat, bobbing your head and letting him fuck your mouth until your eyes water.

“Holy fuck.” The pretty boy groans as his head falls back, he places a rough hand through your hair and tightens the strands between his fingers.

Eddie, ever the impatient one, slides his checkered boxers down his legs and strokes at his hard almost equally girthy and long cock a couple times before he’s grabbing a handful of your hair and making you instantly pop off of Steve’s cock and on to his.

“That’s right baby, let us use you.” He groans as he begins fucking your throat.

You had all talked about this that night at the diner, you told them you enjoyed being used, you wanted them to pass you back and forth like a whore.

Eddie had a nice chuckle at that.

The curly haired boy grabs his phone off your side table, before opening the camera and hitting record as he continues to fuck your throat. All that could be heard were gawking noises and Eddie’s pretty moans and groans, after getting a close up shot of you pulling off of his cock and gasping for air as a string of spit falls out of your mouth and onto your tits.

Eddie passes the phone to Steve silently telling him to record.

Once his hands are free he cups underneath your chin and threads his ringed fingers back into your hair as he begins to fuck your throat with reckless abandon.

“Oh my fucking god, your throat baby. And no fucking gag reflex? Just taking it all aren’t you?” He growls as his head falls down towards his chest, getting a good look at how your tears have caused your makeup to smudge and smear, it’s the hottest thing the guys have ever seen.

“My turn.” Steve demands pulling you off from a particularly deep thrust Eddie had made, spit falling in strings to the floor and your thighs, but most landing on your tits, nipples so peaked and wet with your drool.

“Fuck yeah, get back on my cock you little slut.” Holy shit, where did shy little steve go? Cause whoa, you think you might like this version even better.

Steve fucks your throat until it’s sore before Eddie’s bringing you back to him, stuffing your face into his balls as you licked and sucked at them. “That’s right, dirty girl. Suck my balls. Fuck.”

You give a few more swipes of your tongue to his sensitive sack before you take both balls into your mouth, lightly sucking until you hear the sounds of smacking above you. Looking up to the beautiful sight of them making out, tongues and spit being passed back and forth, gives you a good idea.

You slip Eddie’s balls out of your mouth before grabbing both of their cocks at the base, they both look so huge with your dainty hands wrapped around them.

You bring both cocks up to your mouth, fitting them in as you open your mouth to maximum capacity. They break their filthy kiss as they groan, both sets of eyes falling down on you as you fit two huge cocks into your very skilled mouth, deepthroating as spit drips down their cocks.

“Such a messy girl.” Eddie tsks, as they simultaneously thread their hands into your hair, pushing you even deeper on their cocks, making their cock heads rub together so beautifully inside your mouth.

You remove your mouth again as you begin gasping for air. Steve still has the pov camera on you, as you begin to rub their spit soaked, pink cock heads together.

“Two of the prettiest cocks I’ve ever seen.” You say up at the camera with a giggle, making both boys smile and groan down at you.

You suck at Steve’s balls next as you continue to jerk both boys' cocks in each hand.

“Okay fuck. Get up here baby.” Steve growls as he lifts you up by your hair, not gentle whatsoever which is exactly what you asked him for.

Eddie pushes you down onto your bed, your butt sliding along the black silk sheets as you laugh at their absolute desperation; they need you as much as you need them, you can feel that want in the air.

Eddie wants you, Steve wants you, you want them and they want each other. It’s a beautiful dynamic. One you could get used to.

Focus.

“Let’s remove these pretty panties baby, need to see that even prettier pussy.” Eddie murmurs before he bends down and plants a sweet kiss to your inner thigh and another one on the other to match before he’s spreading your legs back towards your shoulders.

You’re certainly not used to your co stars being so soft and sweet towards you, it makes the throb in your clit amplify and your heart race with an unknown feeling.

“Fuck, look at that.” Eddie groans as your slick soaked pussy is now fully on display for both boys, making their eyes roll back at the way your sticky folds part with strings of your arousal keeping them connected, Steve is licking at his lips like a man ready to devour a four course meal.

It’s not a secret that both boys miss pussy, they love each other's bodies, no doubt about that. Steve loves getting stretched out on Eddie’s cock and Eddie loves to do the stretching, but fuck if they don’t miss the taste and feel of pussy too. They often talk about it in the throes of their passion, about how nice it would be for Steve to have a pussy to fuck into while he’s getting his guts rearranged by the metalhead, that kinda talk makes the pretty boy cum over Eddie’s fist every time, as he tries his best to mimick the warmth and tightness of a pussy with his hand, all while whispering absolute filth into Steve’s ear.

“Move up onto your pillows, sweet girl.” Eddie suggests as his fingers trace the red jewel attached to the plug that is nestled deep between your cheeks. You’re not really sure what they have in mind but you’re so far gone and you’re totally willing to give up all control to these two men, another thing you never do.

Once your head hits your pillows, your hair is fanned out around you and both boys are still eyeing your body like a snack, you slowly open your legs, hiking them up towards your shoulders like Eddie had you on the edge of the bed but this time both your arms keep them pulled back. They lick their lips as their cocks twitch at your flexibility, something they’ve seen in your videos as long time subscribers of yours.

“Jesus.” Steve whispers under his breath, grabbing the pov phone and walking on his knees to get a closer look for the camera and let’s be honest, himself.

“Damn, look at that soaking fucking wet pussy, it’s so ready to be fucked isn’t baby?” Steve asks as he brings his thumb to your clit, rubbing soft circles into it, making you jolt up as your eyebrows knit together and a pretty moan falls from your open lips.

“Yes, it’s so ready.” You agree with your subby little breathy voice they love so much.

“Soon baby, first we gotta get our tongues on you.” Eddie says as he come up to rest beside Steve, and if you think this is going where you think it is, it is very fucking welcome.

Steve removes his thumb from your clit, sticking it into his boyfriend's mouth, making Eddie moan around the younger boy's finger, at your taste.

They both lay on their stomachs between your hiked up legs, Steve has his hand on the outside of one thigh and Eddie has his hand on the other, they both bring their heads in at the same time to lick at your clit. The tip of their tongues rub against each other while your puffy sensitive clit is between their soft pink muscles, making your toes curl and your back arch from the intense pleasure.

“Fuck!” You moan loudly as you take the abandoned pov camera and point it down towards the boys, as they both look up at you.

Eddie winks and you’re not sure if it’s for the camera or for you but you continue to watch them on the screen, as they share and bully your clit. Steve spits on it making Eddie lick it up and off your throbbing bud, they both begin soft licks before Eddie grabs Steve’s head and pulls him in for a sloppy kiss, their faces still so close to your pussy you can feel Eddie’s stubble rub against your clit, making you moan out louder.

“Mmm, I gotta get an even better taste of your pussy.” Eddie mewls as he brings his tongue down to your hole, fucking you with it while Steve begins to lap at your pink swollen bud, again.

You’ve never felt such pleasure before.

“Holy shit, I’m g-g-gonna c-cum!” You whine as both boys speed up their ministrations.

“Mmm, cum for us, pretty girl.” Steve moans into your pussy.

Eddie removes his tongue bringing it back up to slide against Steve’s on your clit, before plunging two fingers inside of you and curling them, instantly hitting your sweet spot, making you thrust your hips up to chase their tongues and Eddie’s magic fingers.

“Fuck, I’m c-cumming!” You begin to shake, as your legs fight Eddie and Steve’s strong hands that are holding them down towards the bed.

They lick and finger fuck you through the longest and most intense orgasm you’ve ever had, before they’re removing their mouths and Eddie’s removing his fingers.

Steve opens his mouth with his tongue hanging out, like an obedient little slut as Eddie plunges his fingers into the pretty boy’s mouth making Steve close his lips and expertly sucks on the two fingers that were just deep inside you. It’s so fucking hot.

And you’re filming it all with the pov camera for your viewers pleasure, but let’s be honest it’s mainly for yours.

There’s no way you won’t look back on this video as you play with your vibrator in the exact position you’re in now, absolutely no way.

“I’ve gotta get my cock inside you.” Eddie pouts as he lays down towards the end of the bed in between both cameras as they focus on him perfectly.

You were excited to try this position you had all talked about, it’s not one you saw much of in mmf threesomes so you were happy to do something a little different.

You straddle Eddie’s waist, sitting on his thighs as his cock rests so prettily against his happy trail, reaching all the way up to his belly button. You let your eyes roam his body and the insane amount of tattoos that cover every inch of skin, they all look like they belong in some kind of fantasy novel.

Steve finally straddles Eddie’s face, his leaky cock sitting just above Eddie’s mouth as his pink asshole is displayed for you. You’ve given a couple rim jobs but holy shit, if you weren’t gonna enjoy eating Stevie’s little hole the most.

Steve’s head was resting face down in your pillows, but he had it angled to where you can see his reactions to all the pleasure you and Eddie were about to give him.

At almost the same time you grab Eddie’s cock that continues leaking copious amounts of precum, Eddie grabs Steve's from between his thighs.

You slowly sink down onto Eddie’s warm throbbing sex, before he's shoving Steve into his mouth to the hilt. Eddie groans around Steve’s cock as Steve groans out from Eddie’s mouth.

Finally when you’re stretched and ready to start moving you lower your head, bringing your tongue to Steve’s pretty, smooth hole giving it a couple licks before prodding it with the tip of your tongue.

“Fuck, that so fucking good!” The pretty boy groans into your silk pillows as they get wet from the drool that drips from the side of his mouth.

While you’re rolling your tongue back and forth from Steve’s hole, over his gooch and towards his balls, Eddie expertly fucks Steve with his mouth.

Finally, the metalhead plants his feet onto the bed before he starts fucking up into your soaked pussy, making you moan out so loud, if you weren’t so cock drunk on these two men you’d probably be embarrassed.

“Jesus Christ, your pussy feels amazing!” Eddie groans after popping off of Steve’s cock to catch his breath.

Eddie continues to pound into you, the angle you’re in is allowing him to hit your g spot perfectly, over and over until suddenly he has to stop, causing you to whine as you sloppily lap at Steve’s puckered hole.

“I’m gonna cum, I gotta switch positions.” He whispers into Steve’s inner thigh before he gives it a sweet kiss, all while landing a swift playful swat to your ass, causing your fucked out wet cunt to rub against his shaft that’s still dripping with your juices.

You quickly make your way off of Eddie so he can stand up, you’re allowing the boys to have full control as they seem to be very eager and excited for what’s happening, so you sit on your bed as your wet thighs and slick cunt ruin your sheets, waiting for directions.

“On all fours, now.” Eddie demands with a growl in his throat that could get you to do just about anything.

He walks to the dresser to grab the bottle of lube before making his way back with a devious smirk on his face, one that has you vibrating from the inside out.

“You’re gonna suck Stevie’s pretty cock while I double dip your pretty holes, how’s that sound princess?” He says as his hands come up to rub on your exposed ass cheeks, giving the right one a harsh smack. “I said how’s. that. sound?” He spits through his teeth,

“S-sounds good! Please!” Your needy whimper makes both boys laugh, causing your cheeks to heat up. But you couldn’t lie, you loved the degrading feeling of it all.

“Such a needy little thing, isn’t she, baby?” Eddie smirks up towards his boyfriend who’s now laying flat on his back, the metalhead slowly removes your plug before pouring lube on his two fingers and bringing them to your still too tight rim.

“So fucking needy.” Steve agrees with a teasing laugh.

He prods at you with the tips of his fingers, slowly sinking two into your needy hole.

“Mmm.” Is all the only sound you can make around Steve’s girthy cock as Eddie begins fucking you on his long appendages.

Once you’re even more stretched to his liking, Eddie removes his fingers causing you to gasp from the equal amounts of pain and pleasure.

He grabs the meat of your cheeks, two handfuls pulling them apart as far as they’ll go before spitting right onto your already lubed up hole. The surprise action makes you yelp and buck your hips.

“Uh uh, none of that moving shit.” He tsks with a harsher slap to your ass, “you’re gonna lay there and take it like a good little slut, understand?” He grits before you can feel his breath harshly fan over the globe of your right cheek, he bites at the meat but it quickly turns into a rough suck, as he worships your ass while you continue to bob on Steve’s cock and occasionally tongue his hole.

“Yes sir!” You whine after popping off of one of Steve’s balls. You can tell the pretty boy is losing all resolve and he’s seconds away from cumming in your mouth, but you need them both inside of you, so you lazily stroke his cock with your hand as Eddie begins to push into your ass, causing you to cry out into Steve’s thigh.

“Oh fuck, that’s it baby, take it.” The metalhead spits before he’s grabbing your hair and pulling you back, making you release your hand from Steve’s throbbing cock, causing him to whimper in frustration.

Your back is now flushed with Eddie’s chest as he continues to move you with the handful of hair he has a hard unforgiving grip on. He harshly turns your head bringing your lips to his for a dirty, sloppy, mostly tongue, kiss.

“Mmm, you taste so good on our girl’s lips, Stevie.” Eddie groans as him and his boyfriend make eye contact while he continues to fuck deeper into your ass.

You’re so far gone you couldn’t even register or put any further thought into our girl.

“You both look so fucking hot together.” Steve confesses as he bites down on his bottom lip and takes his painfully hard cock into his own hand to stroke.

Eddie gives you one more kiss before he’s pushing your head back down into the mattress and taking his cock out before shoving it into your pussy, giving it a few strokes then moving back into your asshole and repeating. Your eyes roll back into your head as you whimper and moan into your sheets.

Steve comes up beside you to push your hair out of your face, pov camera in hand as he passes it to Eddie in order to get a good close up of the way he’s switching between your holes.

“Hi, pretty girl.” He coos with a soft smile, “You’re doing so fucking good, taking his cock so good, baby.” His praises cause you to tense up and shake, cunt and asshole squeezing Eddie like a vice.

“Don’t you fucking cum yet, hold it!” Eddie scolds, as he dips his cock one more time into your asshole, another harsh slap to your already burning skin.

Eddie pulls out of you, motioning for Steve to follow him. He whispers into his ear off camera, making the pretty boy hum and nod in agreement, a sly smirk gracing both of their faces.

“Come on, angel. Up.” Eddie demands with a snap of his fingers, you’re up and off the bed in a matter of seconds as you stand before both boys, stark naked aside from your thigh highs.

Eddie lays down on his back, still facing the cameras like he was when you rode him, but this time they’re both guiding you to sit on him while you also face the cameras, your ass on full display for the metalhead.

Steve grabs Eddie’s extremely stiff shaft as you straddle him backwards, he teasingly guides Eddie through your slick folds before he’s inserting the long haired boy's cock into your sopping wet pussy.

As you sink down slowly causing the boy behind you to hiss in pleasure, Steve guides your feet onto Eddie’s knees as your hands go back on Eddie’s chest to help keep you balanced.

Once you’re fully impaled on his cock, his silver rings slide against your delicate skin as he holds the backs of your knees up causing your feet to dangle in the air, giving Steve and the cameras the perfect view of eddie fucking into you, and all the pretty faces you’ll make.

Steve drops down to his knees as he observes the way Eddie’s cock squelches in and out of you and how tight you’re gripping him, along with the white ring of your arousal that has gathered at the end of Eddie’s shaft, Steve just wants to lick it off, and he will.

Eddie bounces you by the backs of your knees a couple more times before he’s lifting you up, his cock plops out of you but is quickly retrieved by Steve who takes it into his mouth, moaning as he tastes you and Eddie’s mixture, so heady and earthy but oh so fucking sweet.

He gives Eddie a few strokes before he moves up to lick at your pussy, shoving his tongue inside of you and shoveling some of your wetness out, savoring the delicious taste before he puts Eddie’s cock back inside of you, only to be bounced some more.

Eddie continues hitting your sweet spot, but you’re trying so hard, so fucking hard not to cum.

“That’s it baby, hold it for me. Hold it and I promise I’ll make you see fucking stars…me and Steve both will, okay?…fuck.” Eddie encourages with broken gasps.

He lifts you by the knees again, this time Steve eagerly pulls Eddie from your cunt and laps up your addicting flavor, rolling his tongue up from Eddie’s cock and into your folds, going straight to the source of the sweet nectar he craves, and then rolling his tongue from your clit down to eddies cock and sucking.

“Fuck you’re such a good boy, Stevie.” Eddie groans as his fingers dig into your skin where he still has a hold on you.

“Mmm, I could eat pussy and suck cock all day.” He hums in contentment, making you and Eddie giggle at his fucked out tone.

“That’s right, my little slut boy. Always so eager for daddy’s cock aren’t you?” Eddie chuckles in satisfaction “and now you have the prettiest cunt to eat from… fuck, daddy’s just spoiling you, aren’t I?”

Eddie’s words cause you to moan as you throw your head back, he had a fucking mouth on him and you loved every second of it!

“Mm, I think pretty girl over here likes that.” You can hear the smirk in his voice, before Steve is shoving Eddie’s cock back inside of you, the metalhead begins bouncing you back on his cock but this time he fucks up in to you, making you whimper and babble incoherent words.

“Do you, huh slut? You want me to be your daddy, too? Own this pussy and fuck it whenever I want?” Eddie groans as he throws his head back at how fucking good you feel, he can’t even believe he’s lasted this long, but fuck he’s trying his best to impress you, and maybe just maybe you’ll wanna do this with them again.

“Yes, daddy! Please!” You sob as your legs begin to shake, again.

Both boys practically growl at your words, they fucking love the idea of you being their’s.

Eddie lifts you one more time before he orders Steve to grab the lube and lather his cock with it, once Steve’s done he’s guiding Eddie’s cock into your asshole, watching with hungry eyes as you sink back down onto the metalhead. He’s so turned on by the way the ring of your hole looks being filled to the max by his boyfriend. God, it was so fucking hot.

Steve gives a quick lick to your puckered stretched out skin and up to Eddie’s exposed shaft, mid thrust before he adds a gentle kiss to your clit.

He stands up and gives his cock a couple strokes before he’s guiding himself into your pussy, to help his boyfriend stuff you full, until you’re cumming all over their cocks. Fuck, he couldn’t wait.

You all moan out in tandem as both boys fuck into you, Eddie still holding your trembling legs up and Steve is now holding you around your waist as you both moan into eachothers mouths.

Their thrusts get harder the closer you all get to your glorious releases.

“Oh fuck, okay baby, cum for us. Cmon.” Eddie growls, as his thrusts get even harder.

You’re all so fucked out and ready to cum as the moans throughout the room get louder.

Steve hasn’t stuck his cock in a pussy in years and he’s about two seconds from embarrassing himself and cumming the hardest he has in awhile.

Eddie’s trying his best to hold out, too. But your asshole keeps gripping him and he can feel Steve’s cock through your walls, and his big mouth wants to tell him how good he feels through you, but he knows if he vocalizes it, it’ll make both boys cum in an instant.

“Oh my god!” You finally wail as your legs shake so intensely, Eddie and Steve have to hold them still for you.

“There you go baby, cmon, give it to us.” Steve groans, as he brings his fingers down to your clit drawing soft circles to the overly sensitive pink bud.

Steve’s fingers bring you closer to the edge as a familiar burning in your belly courses through you.

You can barely hold your body up anymore as you tremble and shake, eyes rolling into the back of your head as that all consuming peak hits you harder than it ever has, a splash of liquid shoots out of you like a waterfall onto Steve’s stomach and down on Eddie’s thighs, causing both boys to gasp and moan in complete bliss as they now use you for their own gratification.

Steve loses it first with a loud whimper as his head falls back in pleasure, his beautiful head of hair swishing around on his forehead as he shoots his warm load of cum deep inside of you.

After Steve pulls out and takes a seat up amongst the pillows at the head of your bed, Eddie puts you into a complete full nelson as his hands lace behind your head, he fucks even deeper into you causing you both to scream out in pleasure.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Eddie howls as his hips come to a complete stop while buried deep inside of your tight, warm hole that continues to suck him in as he cums so much it begins to drip down his shaft. Getting the perfect shot for the cameras that are still rolling.

Eddie gently lifts you off, laying you on the bed close to Steve’s legs as you cling to them, peppering them with soft kisses while Steve runs a soothing hand through your hair.

Eddie takes his phone and records the white creamy cum that seeps from both of your used holes.

Fuck, he feels his cock twitch at the sight of you.

You’re a complete mess and both of your holes are leaking his and his boyfriend’s cum. He swears if this never happens again with you, this will be at the top of his spank bank for the rest of his life.

Eddie gets up to stop the cameras, coming back to give you and Steve a quick kiss before he’s going into your bathroom to search for a rag to clean you up with. He comes out with one of your rolled up white ones that are specifically for decoration, but you don’t have the heart to tell him they’re not to be used.

He brings the wet rag down between your legs and wipes until there’s no more cum seeping from your holes.

“I think this was the best collab I’ve ever done, like my subscribers are gonna love this! Thank you both so much.” You shyly say as you look from one boy to another.

“Of course baby, anytime.” Eddie says with a beaming smile.

“So, my best friend’s having a little hang out, smoke sesh at her house and she invited all of us after we were done with our fuck fest.” You say as you put fuck fest in air quotes, playfully rolling your eyes, making both boys to chuckle in amusement.

“We actually wanted to pop open the champagne and hang out with you, after. I also brought a little treat of my own.” Eddie teases as he picks his jeans up off of the floor and digs in one of the pockets, pulling out a nicely rolled blunt.

He waves it around with a bounce of his eyebrows, as if trying to entice you, before he sticks it behind his ear, for later.

“Okay, that sounds fun. I have a pool, we could go late night swimming.” You suggest to both boys, as they look at you in a way that sends the butterflies in your belly fluttering.

Steve breaks out into a big grin. “Fuck yeah, let’s go swimming.” He says as he jumps up out of your bed, reaching for his boxer briefs.

You stop him before he fully bends down, “how about late night skinny dipping?” You giggle when both boys eagerly nod in agreement.

“I like the way you think, baby.” Eddie says as he throws his arm over your shoulders, walking out of your room and down your stairs, with both boys at your side.

Steve grabs the champagne, then asks where he could find the flutes, before you’re all making your way outside into the fresh night air.

You flip the pool light on before you and Steve walk together, sitting side by side on the first step, warm heated water washing away the goosebumps that have formed on your leg as it rubs up against Steve’s.

He begins to pour you all a glass, as Eddie hands you his joint and lighter before he runs and jumps bare naked ass on display into the pool, making you and Steve cackle, you lay your head on his shoulder while you both continue to die of laughter.

“What are you both laughing at?” Eddie questions with a smirk and curious raise of his eyebrows.

“Your pasty ass.” You retort, making Steve laugh harder.

“Oh I see how it is, you’re ganging up on me now?” Eddie says with faux sadness as he swims closer to you and Steve, playfully grabbing both of your legs as if to try and drag you in, but you and Steve pull him in towards you.

Eddie kisses you first, as he holds your chin in place between his fingers, then he kisses Steve with the same amount of vigor, before Steve is kissing you.

You don’t think you can ever move on from this, it feels too right, like these are your people.

“So, about the roommate position?” Eddie inquires, “how would you feel if, say, two guys you know are very interested, like they would move in tomorrow if they could.” Both boys look at you with the biggest doe eyes, as if you’d say no, as if you wouldn’t want to have them live in this big lonely house with you, possibly starting a new chapter with these two men you have so quickly fallen for.

“I would say, abso-fucking-lutely.��

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(Also, tagged everyone above age who interacted with the teaser of this)

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latelyanobsession · 1 year

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Hello everyone! The semester has started up again, but I wanted to throw up a lil teaser of my projects, albeit slow ones, for what I will be working on. As always, my ask box is always open for small blurbs, thoughts, comments, and your two cents! Hope everyone is enjoying the new year!

Coming Soon:

🤞marked for being in active production

Oneshots

Autumn Rush [Billy x gn!reader platonic] the reader drags billy along on some of their favorite fall activities as he complains all the while. request based.

The Finer Print [Billy x reader x (Eddie)] your boyfriend is possessive. wondering what you've been doing with all your free time after school. time that's meant for him. where are you and why aren't you wrapped around his little finger?

Carebear [Billy x reader x Eddie] you have tangled yourself up in the attentions of two boys. your instinct to protect and nurture outpacing any small shred of common sense you may have now and again. the looks they give are funny, and the touches are heavy. but you're too nice a girl to push them away. and far too good a girl to ask them about it. 18+ content

Series

She’s A Runner Part 8 🤞, Part 9

Supersonic Millennium Part 3

Hell to Play Part 2 🤞

Backburner Projects:

Oneshots

Stupid Cupid [Steve x reader] steve’s been doing a lot of little favors for you lately. last year though, he wasn’t so nice to you. so what gives?

One More Night [Billy x reader] the arguments are loud. the tears searing. the two of you don’t seem to exist anymore except to infuriate and wound each other. but you can’t quit him. what drew you to him keeps you coming back for more.

Ruby Red [Billy x reader] that lipstick stain on billy’s denim jacket. ever wonder how it got there? well let me tell you there’s a reason why he’s yet to wash it out.

Headcanons

General hc’s for Jason Carver

General hc’s for Steve Harrington

General hc’s for Eddie Munson

Minis

Crop Tops & Flip Flops Part 2

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the-cooler-kira · 2 years

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TCK's masterlist of masterlists

REQUESTS: OPEN ☑

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

regular fics (main list)

Stranger Things

regular fics (main list)

#jjba x reader #jjba #stranger things #stranger things x reader #jotaro kujo #jotaro kujo x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #fluff #headcanons #jjba oneshots #stranger things oneshots

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toomanybandstocare · 2 years

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{Bad Food Day}

Program: Sometimes your brain makes day to day life more difficult than it needs to be. Steve is more than willing to slow down when your head is in a haze and lend you a helping hand. So if you need a hug, words of encouragement, or someone to remind you that you are deserving of a meal, Steve has you covered.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x GN! Reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Headcannon

Warnings: Struggle with food, Pet name (love, darling), Loving threat, Mention of therapy and med help (not detailed), Not proofed

Camp Upside Down Masterlist

Counselor Note: I had a rough food day, and I feel like Steve would know what to do without me asking.

there are just days where your brain doesn't coordinate with your body, making it all the more strenuous. some days, intrusive thoughts convince you that you don't deserve a basic necessity. other days, food just doesn't sound appealing.

days like these just feel like walking through fog. you can vaguely get through it but there's a thick feeling lingering on you.

days like these, you hope align with a day off from work, so you can just focus on taking care of yourself.

regardless of the day's severity, you don't have to rely on just yourself anymore.

steve harrington supports your dreams and life achievements every art show, battle of the bands, sporting event, or debate competition. but he also reminds you of your worth and value when your brain clouds your reality.

when you first start dating, steve has an odd feeling to date nights.

don't get him wrong. steve is ecstatic you agreed to go out with him. but every time he calls to plan your next date, something stung the back of his mind after every phonecall.

it seemed like you were holding back your thoughts about date night choices and restaurant picks.

so on your fourth date, steve sets his mind on clearing the air of any concerns. he is so enamored by you, that he does not want to screw anything up and make you uncomfortable. so time to communicate.

after getting coffee at your favorite spot, steve takes you on a drive to enjoy the cool autumn day at the flower meadow. a flannel blanket covers the ground as the two of you lounge and chat. just enjoying the day with each other's company.

slight nerves make his voices soft, "so i wanted to ask you something. promise it's nothing bad, alright? i'm very happy with you and excited to be with you." steve reassures your slightly panicked expression. so when you slowly nod your head, eyebrows creased, he continues "i have loved each of our dates. i love spending time with you, but i wanted to check in with how you feel. whenever we call to plan our next date, it feels like you're not saying something, or the complete truth."

steve's wide brown eyes look at you in concern as you fiddle with your paper cup, but he waits patiently for your response. "i, uh, don't really feel comfortable sharing the whole story, but i struggle with food. like it just makes me anxious some days and especially when i go out to eat with people i don't really know," you peer over at him. the sight of steve's slightly wounded broken expression rushes you to continue, "i have so enjoyed each of our dates. it's nothing to do with you, steve. i promise. food is just complicated for me, so meals and snacks can be difficult for me."

steve takes your words to heart and looks at you in complete thought. he puts his cups on the ground and carefully pulls you into his arms and rubs your back. his voice very tender, "thank you for sharing even that much with me. please, let me know if i can help. but for the mean time, let's come up with new places to go out on dates. hm? how about the museum next?"

he doesn't quite understand just how much his understanding, even without the full details, means to you. steve doesn't quite understand what you're going through, but he's determined to love you every way you deserve.

through the course of your relationship, steve begins to be able to tune into your needs and can pick up when bad food days happen.

at first, steve doesn't know how to support you. so he watches how you handle the day and what you communicate you need.

steve keeps a small notebook on hand to write down foods he sees you not hesitate around on these days.

so he keeps a cabinet in his kitchen and a small bag in his trunk filled with your safety foods.

eventually he begins to coax and remind you eat meals or drink water through these days. but not overtly. "hey, i made a lil bowl of fruit. would you like some?" brings you a glass of water as well when he gets up to grab one for himself. "i made us buttered toast for breakfast, love. could you grab some glasses while i plate up?"

as your relationship progresses and you trust him more, you may share if anything caused you to feel this way, but if you don't steve respects that. he doesn't pry because he can't imagine how hard it is to manuever life with this.

later on though, oh my god. steve is fully capable of lovingly threaten you into eating if that's what it takes. "you're hurting the love of my life." "if you do not eat something with me, i will take away that book you're reading."

because from his time watching how you act on these days, steve is aware of how you distract yourself from eating.

he also treats you with the utmost care on these days. soft words. gentle touches. he just knows what you need.

puts his hand on your waist when you just stand in the kitchen with a confused look on your face. "what're the thoughts for today, darling" "not too sure. banana comes to mind" "how about we make banana bread?" "can i just watch?" "anything you want"

if you end up deciding therapy or medical help is the best course of support for you, steve will not hesitate to bring a book and snack pack for himself as he waits in the parking lot after driving you. "how was it? not too scary?" "i don't know if this doc is the right on for me" "how about we go to the front desk and see if there are other's accepting patients. in the mean time, keep your appointment in case you can't switch right away, alright?"

end of the day, steve knows just what you need to help you get through this and is willing to help you any way he can.

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happyimagines · 2 years

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Stranger Things: Steve/Reader

My bike hit the ground of the parking lot with a clatter as I quickly stopped and ran to the entrance of Family Video. The bell swung above the door as I pushed the door open. Behind the counter was Robin who had stopped fixing the display she was working on when she saw me pull up.

“Where’s Steve? It’s an emergency.” I told her.

“Steve! (Y/N) has an emergency!” She yelled.

From behind a shelf, Steve’s head popped up. There was a pen in his mouth and he looked confused.

“You have an emergency, and you need Steve?” Robin asked turning back to me.

“Thanks Rob,” Steve rolled his eyes as he joined us at the counter. “What’s the emergency?”

I opened my mouth to explain but then closed it quickly as I considered my choice of words.

After the Starcourt fire, Steve and Robin landed jobs at Family Video. While I had worked at the mall’s bookstore, I went in the direction of the library. In the bookstore, there were rooms where I could hide from customers or other members of staff I could direct customers to. Specifically Todd. He had graduated the same year as Steve, and he also thought that showing off his flashy car in the parking lot would be enough to make me swoon over him. Now that I’m at the library, there are less places to hide and less staff.

“I need you to pretend to date me. Just for a few nights.” I told Steve finally.

“What? No!” He told me quickly crossing his arms.

“Steve! You owe me!”

“How?”

“How? I helped you study when you in high school, and on top of that, I covered a shift for you.”

“(Y/N) didn’t even work at Scoops.” Robin added.

“Thank you!”

Steve looked between the two of us as if trying to decide what he should do. Finally, he turned to face me.

“First off, why do you need a fake boyfriend? And why me?” Steve asked leaning against the counter. My face began growing warm as I thought about the answer.

“Well, I might have told someone that you were my boyfriend in a state of panic. But only because the other guy won’t leave me alone.” I admitted.

“To who?” Steve’s eyes had grown wide and he had stiffened. It was his stance that he took whenever he was thinking defensively. It was something I had seen more of, especially whenever I mentioned the problem I faced with other people.

“Remember Todd Bryant?”

Steve groaned and put his head in his hands. Robin raised her eyebrows in question to me. Todd and Steve were both competing for the captain position for the swim team while they were in high school. Because of their skill, the two of them ended up becoming co-captains which is what neither wanted.

“You should not go out with him.” Steve told me.

“Yeah, that’s why I kept hiding at Scoops Ahoy.” I retorted. It dawned on Steve that perhaps the reason I joined him and Robin at their store was not because I would convince them to give me free ice cream. While those were reasons, there was the additional reason that I found comfort in spending time with Steve.

“Okay, fine.” Steve said. I realised I had been staring at Steve and snapped out of my daze. “I’ll do it, but no more favours.”

~The Next Day~

I picked up my bag and made my way to the exit of the library. It had been a surprisingly quiet day and there weren’t too many patrons that needed assistance. It was also peaceful with the lack of Todd’s presence. I also couldn’t help but feeling giddy. After Steve had agreed that he would be my fake-boyfriend, he and I decided that we would meet up after we were finished working for the day.

My giddiness came to an end as I stepped outside the library and saw Todd and his car. I stopped at the top of the library steps and felt my heart plummet. Unfortunately, he was also right by my bike.

“Excuse me Bryant,” I said as I made my way past the steps he was trying to block me on.

“Hey (Y/N), I wanted to see if you wanted to go to a movie with me this weekend.” He reached for my arm and I pulled it away before he could.

“(Y/N)!”

The two of us turned to see Steve who had pulled up to the library. The tightness I was feeling in my chest loosened at the sight of him standing at the bottom of the steps with his hand outstretched.

“Hey!” I took his hand I got closer to him. “I didn’t realise you were picking me up,” I said quietly to avoid Todd hearing.

“Figured I’d surprise you,” Steve smiled as he said it loudly enough for Todd to hear. I could feel Todd’s eyes staring straight at us. “You trust me, right?”

“Yeah, why?” I asked.

Steve looked over at Todd before cupping my face and bringing his lips to mine. I hid my surprise as I held onto Steve’s jacket. Pulling away, I bit my lip as Steve’s face grew a tint pink.

“Hey Bryant, stop looking at my girlfriend, we’ve got a date tonight.” He yelled before putting an arm around my shoulders and pulling me to his side.

“Damn Harrington, I didn’t think you had it in you to ask (Y/N) out. You definitely didn’t have the balls to do it back in high school.” Todd called as Steve led me to his car. He opened the passenger door and I slid in. I watched as Steve grabbed my bike and put it into the back of his car.

“Steve,” I got Steve’s attention as he got into his car. “What did Todd mean, about back in school?” I smiled.

“Uh,” Steve swallowed as he looked at me, his face growing pinker. With a smile, I leaned forwards and kissed him once more.

“I have been wanting to do that for so long.” I told him. “We should’ve been fake dating ages ago.”

“Then how about I take you on an actual date?” Steve asked trying to regain his cool.

“You got a deal,” I kissed him once more before he began leaving the library.

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"Oops" | Eddie Munson

pairing: Eddie Munson X Fem Reader

summary: Part 1--Eddie "accidentally" sends a tasteful pic to his best friend.

warnings: mutual pining, pet names (sweetheart), strong language, description of naked Eddie

word count: 3.4k

Part 2

a/n: went a little crazy at 3am the other night and wrote this. Part two will be up later this week!! Luv y'all <3

*******NOT MY GIF, CREDIT TO OWNERS*******

Eddie is your best friend of many years, the two of you being inseparable from the moment you met. So when you got a text from him tonight you don’t think much of it, figuring it was just a dumb meme he saw or a random thing from today.

What you didn’t expect to see was a picture of Eddie standing in his bathroom, towel slung over his shoulders with a prominent boner happening.

His hair is wet as if he just got out of the shower and hadn’t bothered to dry it yet. The long dark brown locks stick to his neck and chest in a way that can only be described as godly. The tattoos on his skin are glistening but covered by the towel around his neck and as you move your eyes downward the path of hair that leads to his dick is delicious.

And talking about his dick it is, mag-fucking-nificent! The way that it hangs there, the tip swollen and red, leaking the smallest bit of precum. It has your mouth watering.

You nearly choked on your own spit when you saw it. Never in a million years did you think that Eddie would be sending you of all people nudes. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t wonder what he was packing but you never really indulged in those thoughts, until now. You couldn’t tear your eyes away from the screen, memorizing every little detail in the photo.

Eddie sends another text but you’re too distracted to see what it is. Then a stream of texts start flooding in from him.

‘SHIT!’

‘I DID NOT NMEAN TO SNED YIU THAT!’

‘IGNORE THE PICTUREA’

‘HOW THE HELL DO I DELETE THE PIC?!?!?!’

‘GOD I AM SOSOSOSOSOSOSSOO SOORRY!!’

You giggle at his frantic typing, noting all the typos. Curiosity gets the better of you and you scroll up a little to see what he had said after he sent the picture. You’re eyes go wide at the words displayed on your screen.

‘Couldn’t stop thinkin’ about you. Jerked off twice while in the shower and I’m still hard. Wish you were here with me right now ;)’

You had no clue who this was really meant for but if it was meant for you you would 100 percent be on your way to him right now. The bottom half of the picture stares back at you as your eyes acan over the text again and again. You can’t deny the small hint of wetness that you feel on your underwear while looking at the two.

Twice? He came twice and is still hard. Whoever he thought about must be really hot if he can go 3 rounds without breaking a sweat. Could he go more?

Your thoughts were interrupted by your phone receiving a call, from none other than Eddie himself. You sit up in bed and pull your knees towards you as you answer his call.

“Sweetheart I am so so so sorry I sent you that. It was clearly meant for someone else. If I had known it was your contact that I was on I would have never sent that at all. I want you to know that I don’t go around sending nudes to everyone or anything, I’m not a slut I was just-”

“Eddie it’s fine. No need to apologize. I figured it wasn’t meant for me anyways.” It pains you a little at the thought that someone else was supposed to receive that message from your best friend.

“I’m still sorry. Is there any way I can make it up to you?” His voice sounds smooth like spreading butter onto fresh pancakes.

“Hmm,” You fake thinking about what you want even though you know exactly what it is you want, “You’ve gotta tell me who that text was really meant for.” Silence. For a whole minute there is just silence on Eddie’s end, you’d think he was dead if it weren’t for the fast pace of his breathing.

“Sweetheart,” The nickname is not helping the situation you have going on right now, “You don’t mean that. Can’t I just take you to breakfast or buy you a new outfit?”

“Nope.” You respond popping the ‘p’ as you say it. “Either tell me who it was meant for or I send it to the groupchat.” You were bluffing. You couldn’t let the others see him like that, that was for your eyes only. Not that anyone needed to know that.

“You wouldn’t dare,” His voice turned deep and threatening.

“Try. Me.” You challenge back.

Eddie groans, “Fine. You win,” A smile spreads across your face, “It was meant for Callie. This girl in my chem class, we’ve been talking for a little bit.”

You’re a mix of emotions right now; happy that Eddie found someone he’s interested in and took his shot, confused because he never told you about it, sad because you thought he trusted you with things like that, and slightly jealous because you want to be the one Eddie sent nudes to, purposefully.

“Sweetheart? You still there?” You completely forget that you’re still on the phone with Eddie until he says something.

“Uh yeah yeah I’m here. I’m um happy for you Ed. Glad you found someone. Look I gotta go to sleep, big test tomorrow, talk later. Bye.” You hang up before he can say anything else.

Why did you feel this way about all this? You shouldn’t be thinking of Eddie in this way, he was your best friend. Best friends don’t think about going down on each other, or the way it would feel to have his cock inside you, or the moans he would release when he finally cums in you.

You shake it off and lay back down, setting your phone on your nightstand to charge. You try for half an hour to fall asleep but your mind can’t stop thinking about that damn picture. So you unlock your phone and go back to your messages with Eddie, looking to see if he deleted the picture or not. And to your luck it was the latter, the picture and text below still there for your viewing pleasure.

You’re still horny from the initial thought of him so it doesn’t take long for your hand to wander under your shorts and underwear to your clit. The thought that your fingers were his and the way he would whisper in your ear egging you on to finish.

The images of him jerking himself off in the shower flood you, his hand on the cold tiles, water hitting his back as he fists his cock, rubbing it slowly at first but becoming impatient and going faster until he cums all over the wall and his hand.

The image of his face when he does and the moans that would leave his mouth is what throws you over the edge yourself. Wishing it were him between your legs pulling it from you not your own fingers. Finally your body is tired enough to let you go to sleep, dreaming of Eddie once more.

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You’re sitting with Eddie and the rest of Hellfire at lunch a week later. Neither of you have talked about what happened that night, both too embarrassed to say anything.

Things were normal though, Eddie would pick you up and drop you off to and from school. You’d talk on the phone every night about whatever happened that day that the other wasn’t there for. You liked the thought that the text didn’t hinder your friendship but you can’t help but be a little jealous about Eddie fucking someone else. It’s not like you were expecting him to confess his hidden undying love for you the next day but the realization that Eddie really did send you that accidentally; hurt.

The freshman are talking about some video game coming out when Eddie lean over to you.

“Whatcha’ thinking about?” There’s a smile on his face, one that you always loved seeing.

“Nothing,” You go back to eating your fruit.

“Alrighty then. Hey I was wondering what time you wanted to come over tonight?”

Your eyes grow wide, mind going back to the text, “Why?”

“Um it’s Wednesday. Horror movie marathon night, remember?” His head cocks to the side a little, his hair falling into his face. It reminds you of a dog questioning what it’s owner has in their hand.

“Oh right yeah. Um I don’t know if I can make it tonight.” That was a lie, you had nothing going on. But being in the trailer alone with Eddie after knowing what he looks like naked is not what you need right now.

“Awe come on! I rented Scream, Saw, and Halloween for tonight. You can’t make me watch them all alone,” He lowers his voice and leans closer, “What if I need protection from the bad guys?” His big doe eyes large and pleading with you.

You roll your eyes and push his face away from you, “Ugh fine. I’ll be there, how’s 8?”

“Perfect! I’ll order the pizzas, do you think you could make those amazing cookies for us?”

“You mean for you?”

“No. I mean for us, I would never eat all the cookies myself.”

“You did like 3 weeks ago! There were 30 cookies there and I had none of them.” You stare at him as he thinks back to then.

“Nope don’t remember which means it didn’t happen. So will you?” There are those puppy dog eyes again.

“Whatever but I swear if you eat all of them again I’ll castrate you.”

Eddie’s hands fly to his groin, protecting it from your threat. “Ouch, sweetheart. Didn’t know you hated my dick that much.”

I don’t. Just hate that it’s not mine. You thought, but you just rolled your eyes and continued on eating lunch until the bell rang.

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Eddie rushed around his room looking for his favorite shirt when you showed up for movie night. You let yourself in, per usual and set the cookies down on the coffee table before heading to Eddie’s room. He was squating in front of his closet when you come in, you don’t announce yourself just stand there staring at his back.

He got a few new tattoos since last summer, two of which on his back. A skull and crossbones along with a knife wrapped in barbed wire. You haven’t seen them in person yet, it still being too cold to sit out in the sun. But looking at them now was a pleasure, the detail popping out as his muscles flex.

Eddie huffs and stands, defeated about not finding the shirt he wanted. He turns around and finds you standing in his doorway.

“Jesus! Why didn’t you say you were here?” His hand is over his heart as he catches his breath from the unintentional jump scare.

“I texted you like 20 minutes ago that I was on my way. Figured you knew I’d be here soon,” You say as you enter his room fully to sit on his bed.

“I did not see the text, I was in the shower,” The mention of this brought back memories of the photo, and what you did whilst looking at it, “Anyways pizza should be here soon and I’ve got beers and soda in the fridge.”

Eddie walks around you to his dresser, grabbing a random shirt and throwing it on. You’re sad at the loss of his bare skin but quickly shake the thought away. You get up from his bed and head to his living room, Eddie following in toe.

“So what are we watching first? I’ve seen Scream a few times but the other two I haven’t seen,” Eddie remarks as he grabs two beers from the fridge, opening them before handing you one.

You mumble a thanks before taking a sip, the bitter liquid coating your tastebuds. “I’ve seen Scream and Saw but not Halloween. Heard good things about it though, at least that’s what Robin said, Steve had other opinions.”

“Lemme guess pretty boy hated it and wished he never saw it?” Eddie laughs as he sets up Halloween on the tv.

“Yeah pretty much,” You laugh along. The thought of your friend sitting there watching the movie curled up in a blanket next to Robin bringing a smile to your face.

Eddie finishes setting up the movie and walks back the kitchen. He grabs a bag of chips and some dip before returning to your side on the couch. He opens the chips and pops one in his mouth, crunching it loudly.

You smile at the normalcy of everything right now, it’s as if nothing ever happened between the two of you. Which if we’re being honest nothing really did happen, Eddie just sent you a nude on accident. It’s not like you kissed or anything. Not that you’d hate it if you did.

You snack on the chips and dip with him while waiting for the pizza to show up, never starting the movie without it. The two of you talk about nothing in particular while you sit there. Eddie tells you about the upcoming DnD campaign he’s been working on.

His eyes lighting up and hands flying around erratically as he explains what he planned, the animation in his character brings an even bigger smile to your face.

Just as Eddie concludes his explanation, inviting you to come sit in and watch it at the end, the doorbell rings notifying the both of you that the pizza was here and it was now time for movie night to begin.

Eddie pays the guy and happily walks over to the couch and sets the food on the table in front of the two of you, he can’t even wait til the movie starts playing to begin eating. You laugh at him as he opens and closes his mouth quickly trying to cool the hot pizza in his mouth, you just hit play and start watching the movie.

The pizza is gone, same with half the bag of chips and the cookies. Eddie actually let you eat a few of them before he scarfed down the others. You’re nearing the end of Scream, the third and final movie of the night when you look at your phone for the time. 12:25 stares back at you, you groan knowing that your parents are going to kill you for coming home so late on a school night.

Eddie hears you and turns to see why you made that noise. You just wave him off and go back to watching the movie, watching as Skeet Ulrich gets shot for the final time in the head. A few minutes later the credits roll and Eddie turns off the tv, letting the trailer fade into silence.

“Wanna tell me what that groaning was about?” Eddie asks turning to face you completely.

“Nothing, just didn’t realize that it had gotten so late. Parents are gonna kill me if I go home at this hour.”

“So just stay here,” He says with no hesitation, “You still have a few clothes here after last movie night. They’re just siting in my drawer.”

You think about it for a minute. You and Eddie have had sleepovers in the past, nothing special about them, just two people sharing a bed, occasionally cuddling because of the small size of it. But now the thought of it made you nervous, having him so close to you, so near yet not being able to touch him. It killed you, but it’s better than going back home right now and having your mom and dad rip you a new one.

“Alright, I’m gonna need to shower though. Coach had us run the mile today at practice and I still feel disgusting.”

“Yeah no problem, you go ahead and shower, I’ll clean up here.” He stands and starts clearing the trash from the table. You get up too and head into his bathroom, but no matter how hot the water is or how long you stand under it you can't get the thought of the picture and the words under it out of your mind.

He was right here, jerking off to the thought of someone. You scold yourself for thinking about him like that, again. But you couldn’t help it.

Recently you’ve thought about him more and more; his smile, the dimples that show when he’s really happy, how animatedly he talks, the way his hair is always unkempt but still looks so damn soft. You thought about him in ways you never did before seeing that picture; his arms, his muscles, his hands, his rings. Everything about him turned you on and you needed it to go away.

Eddie finished up cleaning and sat down on his bed, beer in hand while he took out his metal lunchbox for a joint. You walk into his room, towel wrapped around yourself, hair dripping wet from the shower. He stops his actions to just stare at you, the same way you did earlier that night.

“Uh could I borrow some clothes? I don’t have anything to sleep in,” You say wrapping your arms under your boobs, pushing them up ever so slightly.

Eddie clears his throat, “Yeah, sure.” He gets up and walks over to his dresser, rummaging through it to look for something you can wear tonight. He pulls out a pair on your underwear that you “left” there a while back and one of his Hellfire shirts. You denied his offer of some pants, saying they would be way to big on you and you’d rather just sleep in the shirt.

Eddie’s mind went straight to the gutter at that thought, you sleeping next to him, in just his Hellfire shirt and a pair of underwear he stole from you. His dick was growing hard just thinking about it. He quickly got back to looking for his joint and lighting it upon it’s appearance. He took a few hits while you changed in the bathroom, his mind slowly fogging over.

You return, hair still slightly wet with the towel in your hand. You toss it into his hamper before laying on his bed, grabbing his beer and taking a sip. You lay back and close your eyes, letting the serenity of this moment wash over you. Eddie offers you a hit but you decline, being that you don’t ever mix weed and booze together.

He finishes the joint while you finish his beer. The two of you just sitting there with the light sound of whatever record Eddie has playing. Your thoughts are quiet for the most part, just soaking in the time with your best friend, until you think of something. A question you’ve been meaning to ask for a little bit.

“Eddie?”

“Hmm?” He responds head leaning back onto the wall where a headboard should be.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure, hit me.” You reach your hand out and hit him in the thigh.

“Ouch! Not literally, I meant with the question, sweetheart.”

“I know,” You giggle.

“Brat,” He mumbles back.

“Anyways, I was gonna ask -and you don’t have to answer this if you don’t want to it’s just something I’ve been thinking about- but did you really not know it was me you were sending that picture to?” The words lay heavy on your tongue as you say them aloud. You’ve been thinking about this for a while, it’s hard not to.

How did he not know it was you he was texting, your name was right there at the top of the screen. And if he was sending it to someone else how could he not double-check to make sure he wasn’t sending it to someone like Wayne or Robin.

He’s quiet for a moment, thinking about the best way to tell you that, yes he did know it was you he was sending it to. And yes he knew it was stupid but he wanted to try something to see if you felt the same way about him that he does you. Eddie’s loved you for about a year and a half now, never saying anything to anyone in fear of running your friendship.

But that night he was watching a show and one of the characters did this thing where they pretended to send a text to someone “they didn’t mean to”, to see how they’d respond. He thought that maybe this was an easy way of figuring out how you felt about him. But when you didn’t respond to his photo or texts he got scared and called you. Needing to clarify what he sent, and why.

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