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voyeurmunson · 2 days

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Eddie Munson is a munch.

He can’t help himself. Always aching for a taste of your sweet pussy. In the bathroom at the movie theater he’s on his knees, your skirt pushed up over your hips moaning into your cunt. In the back of his van, his hands on your knees spreading them open for him as he devours you. In the woods after one of his deals, he’s got you bent over the picnic table eating you from behind as his ringed fingers dig into your plush skin. But his favorite is when you’re sitting on his face, grinding your pussy all over him. He can’t get enough of you, craving you all the time. You’re his favorite taste.

#Eddie Munson x reader #Eddie Munson smut #Eddie Munson blurb #eddie munson thots #eddie munson imagine

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asimpforthe80s · 2 months

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roanniom · 9 months

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I’m in love with everything about you. I’ve read through all of you Eddie master list twice now, and I love everything about it.

And I was wondering if you’d feel comfortable writing something about Eddie making the reader squirt for the first time? I imagine a dom/confident/not virgin Eddie being incredibly smug about it. I also imagine they’d both be surprised by it.

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Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+ ONLY, fingering, squirting, dirty talk

“Baby, relax,” Eddie coos. You’re wriggling around against the bed, one of his hands spread over and applying pressure to your lower abdomen while the fingers of the other play you like a fucking fiddle. Your body can’t tell if it wants to lean into the pleasure or escape it, hence the wriggling. His fingers prod repeatedly against that spot deep inside you and you convulse, head thrown back against the pillows.

“Eddie, it’s…it’s too much.”

“I know, sweetheart. I know.” Eddie’s voice is condescending in that way that you hate to admit you love. He leans forward to plant a less than innocent kiss on the swell of your breast. It’s meant to be soothing, but the way he sucks on the plush skin makes you arch your back even deeper.

“If you actually need me to stop, you know what to say,” Eddie adds. He might love to overstimulate you and push your buttons, but there’s nothing but trust and respect beneath the teasing surface. His check in somehow turns you on further and you grip wildly at the wrist between your thighs so he won’t pull away.

“No, don’t stop,” you gasp. Eddie chuckles.

“I thought you said it’s too much.”

“It is,” you maintain, though your grip on his wrist remains a vice as you roll your hips to try and ride his fingers more.

“You’re giving me mixed signals, princess,” Eddie hums. He brings the hand from your abdomen down so he can lightly toy with your clit. You positively sob. “Are you a whore or a cry baby? Which is it?”

“Eddie!” you cry out when he adds more pressure to his circular motion. Your voice cracks on a whine.

“Oh she’s a crybaby,” Eddie says in a less than sympathetic moan.

Out of nowhere the pressure suddenly becomes too much. There’s an urgency causing all of your lower muscles to seize and you arch more fully off the bed with a cry. Unable to vocalize your panic at the way the pressure seems to build beyond the normal level of an orgasm. One of your hands grabs at your breast while the other fists in the sheets, your eyes wide and blind at the ceiling, your mouth dropped open.

“Okay. Maybe more whore–,” Eddie starts to joke at your sudden contortion, but then he’s shocked into silence by the way his thrusting fingers become deluged with liquid. The sound is obscene, as is the smirk that expands over Eddie’s face as he realizes what he’s done.

He’s made your squirt for the first time.

“Oh fucking hell yeah,” Eddie groans. He redoubled his efforts, thrusting his fingers in and out of you harder, his other hand moving rapidly over your clit. The wetness splashes him and you practically scream until finally it ends, your body dropping limp to the bed, your chest heaving with pants.

You’re pretty sure you black out for a second, because when you finally get your bearings again Eddie is leaning over you, kissing your face all over.

“My beautiful, beautiful girl,” he says quietly into your ear before kissing you soundly on the lips. You’re still pretty out of it so you blink slowly after he pulls away.

“I thought I was your crybaby whore,” you say weakly. Eddie roars with laughter, kissing the path of your fallen tears on your temple before gathering you in his arms. Despite how sticky you are, he holds you close and you have neither the energy nor the wherewithal to be bothered.

“You are, baby. You are.”

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Thanks for your kind words about my work!! I hope you enjoyed this ♥️

#eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson x you #eddie munson thots

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eddies-whoreee · 1 year

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Fuckboy!eddie getting a taste of his own medicine

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“Fuck that was- wait where are you going?” He says snapping out of his orgasmic haze. “Leaving..I have places I need to be” you tell him slipping on your black mini skirt. “It’s 10pm and you’re at a party where else do you have to be?” He states with a chuckle. “Hm. Not here.. byeee” you speak fixing you hair and lip gloss before going to exit. He didn’t want you to leave, for the first time forever he didn’t want the girl he was sleeping with to leave. It was a new and strange feeling. “Wait.” He calls out grabbing your arm. You turn to look at him then your arm. “W-was it bad, did I not make you cum, because I can do that I just thought-” he’s cut off by your giggle. “It was good and I did cum, It’s just, I’m not the type to stick around cuddle and tell you how much I loved it. It was good, pat yourself on the back and move on.” You state exiting the room. As you left, he felt the ping of embarrassment, longing, and hurt? It couldn’t be hurt. Definitely not. Right??

#eddie munson smut #eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fics #eddie x reader #eddie x fem!reader #eddie munson x fem!reader smut #eddie munson thots #eddie munson hcs

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pollenallergie · 9 months

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Eddie Munson, but you drank all of his Caprisuns, so now he’s hunting you for sport, à la The Most Dangerous Game, except, when he finds you (and he will find you, he spent the majority of his formative years exploring the woods of Hawkins), he’s not gonna eat you… No, that’s, in his words, “icky.” Instead, he’s gonna give you the most mind-shattering orgasm right there in the woods, and then, when you’re coming down from your high, all distracted and trying to catch your breath, he’s gonna steal some money out of your wallet so that he can go buy himself some more Caprisuns.

#if you’re someone who enjoys fantasizing about cannibalism… pls know that i’m not kink-shaming you… i just can’t relate #anywhosies #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things #stranger things 4 #eddie munson thoughts #eddie stranger things #stranger things vol 4 #eddie munson smut #eddie munson thots #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson headcanon #eddie munson hc #eddie munson hcs #pol’s greatest hits

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thepastdied · 7 months

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Can Eddie break in and seduce me pls???? 🥵

God I'd love it so much.

(I know you're referring to Do You Feel It but...)

Just imagine him breaking in when you're in the middle of doing something in the kitchen, and he just throws a pillowcase over your head, bends you over the kitchen table, and fucks you until you're full of his cum. And then he just leaves.

He's your pervert best friend who has made several nasty comments to you. And you are pretty sure it was him which is why you just let it happen. So you started casually letting him know whenever you're home alone, and he thinks he's being slick about it, but he keeps doing it. You pretend not to know it's him and will struggle and try to get away from him. But then one time he decides to eat you out, and you moan his name so loud that he freezes in fear but you grab him by his hair and shove his face back into you and take the pillowcase off so he can watch you as you cum. He finds it so hot that he cums in his jeans.

sorry, I got carried away

#inbox💌#smutty thots💦#eddie munson smut #eddie munson thots

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dicey-booz · 9 months

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Eddie with a size kink pounding into you ass up face down,you a moaning mess babbling about something while Eddie is groaning,mumbling out praises, telling you how good your making him feel. When you think he’s finished,he’s not the sight of you dripping his cum. He drools at even the thought of it

This is old I’m not sure if this is unfinished or not but?-

#old shit #dicey booz #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson thoughts #smut #eddie munson smut #harry potter smut #old smut #eddie munson fics #lazy smut #old #size k1nk #eddie munson thots #eddie stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader smut #clearing out my drafts #daft smut

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jasontoddsmommyissues · 10 months

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Eddie Munson likes to do it doggy style. But you didn’t hear it from me.

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lunarzstarz · 1 year

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These past few days have been hard, today especially, only thing getting me through is my Eddie thoughts…

Just thinking about you having a bad day and Eddie letting you cock warm him, just laying with him inside you while he gives you head scratches and forehead kisses, feeding you your favourite snacks and watching your comfort shows with you…

#i’m sad #I need him to give me head scratches rn #eddie munson #eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson thots #eddie munson thoughts #eddie munson blurb #stranger things #stranger things smut #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #lunar speaks #eddie munson stranger things smut #eddie munson x fem!reader smut

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lightvixxen · 1 year

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We need to talk more about Eddie fucking reader with a bad dragon dildo 🥺

YES! YES WE DO!!! like lets be real here he'd date a monster fucker, cause that's the majority of people who's his type (imo) he'd wanna help all their fantasies!! and if that includes getting the biggest dragon cock dildo he can find then so be it 🤭

also...double penetration role-play where a knight (or rouge if he's feeling especially CNCy) and dragon fuck the pretty princess that wondered into the dragons lair!!! 🤭

(also saying dragon bc well..thats the main thing i find other then like tentacles that IM actively into lol)

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson thots #eddie munson x plus size reader #eddie munson smut

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voyeurmunson · 2 months

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“I saw the way you were looking at her. I’m not stupid Ed-”

“Do you want some head?” Eddie asks suddenly, cutting your sentence short. You were in one of your moods and your mouth hadn’t stopped running ever since you left the restaurant.

“What?” your head whips around, meeting his dark eyes, your scowl now replaced with a look of surprise.

“Do you want some fucking head? Would that fix whatever the hell is wrong with you right now?” he grumbles, raising an eyebrow in your direction as he grips the steering wheel tighter.

“I- well, I mean..”

“Thought so. Now please just stop with the damn attitude until we get home.” he gripes, a small smirk appearing on his pretty lips.

“And then head?” you pout slightly, biting down on your plump lip as Eddie rolls his eyes playfully.

“And then head.”

#eddie munson thots #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #idk

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asimpforthe80s · 11 days

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You're getting railed when we come home..

Starring: Eddie Munson x F!Reader

Warnings: unprotected sex, fingering, use of vibrating dildo, Eddie being angry

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You're in the passenger seat of Eddies car, casually scrolling through your phone when Eddie snatches it away from you and throws it in the backseat. Your eyes widen in shock. "What the hell?!" You ask him. "Don't 'what the hell' me." He spat, giving you a swift glance then refocused on the road. "What was that?" He asked. "What? You say. "At the restaurant." He snapped. "I saw the way you two looked at each other, I'm not an idiot, okay? That's Steve, for fucks sake." You slump in your seat, uninterested in the conversation.

Your boyfriend was way too overprotective. "Y/N, I'll flip this fucking car upside down and kill us both, sit up properly." He demanded. "No." You spat, crossing your arms. Without hesitation, Eddie increased the speed on the highway. You watch as he races other drivers. He was a reckless driver. "Slow down." You request. "Sit up." He answered. You curse beneath your breath, swallow your pride, and sit up properly. "Happy?" You said. Slowly, he drives back to the normal speed limit. "You're getting railed when we get home." He muttered.

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As Eddie parks the car, you run up to the doorway, unlock the door, and run up to your room, locking the door. Relieved, you sit on the edge of your bed when you hear the doorknob rattle and unlock. Eddie enters the room and pins you to your bed. "Awww~ don't think that I forgot my promise, princess." You look away, and he forces you to look back at him. His face is inches away from yours.

He picks you up and throws you onto the bed. "Don't move," he says. "Or what?" You reply. "I'm pretty sure you know damn well what would happen." Embarrassed, your face turns into a burning red. "Now, don't move," Eddie says. You obey and don't move as Eddie rummaged around the house for some 'tools'. He comes back with some rope and a vibrating dildo. He tells you to get changed and hands you a bag from Victoria's secret. When you come back, Eddie ties your ankles and wrists so you can't move, and shoves the dildo into your weeping cunt. "If you make a single sound, I'll make this much worse." He threatens. He grabs the remote and turns the vibrating part of the dildo on max speed. Tears sting in the corner of your eyes as you try not to make a sound. But you can't go any longer as your voice let's out a small whimper.

Eddie hears your whimper and turns off the vibrator, roughly taking the dildo out of your pussy. "Aww, princess~ looks like I have to punish you now." You shake your head and let out a whimpers of protest, but he covers your mouth and unties your wrists and ankles. He undresses himself and pins you to the bed once more. Nervous, you look away. Eddie chuckles and shoves his fat cock into your cunt with a squelch. You begin to moan, making Eddie speed up his thrusts. As he goes faster your moans get louder. He pulls out as he remembers that this is supposed to be a punishment and you say, "please, baby~ keep going.."

Eddie replies, "My name isn't baby or Eddie. Try again."

"My love?" You try.

He shakes his head. "Nope."

With a reddened face, you answer, "daddy..?"

He smirks, "Good job, baby." He replies seductivley. "Pick a number from one to ten." He says, leaning down to kiss your cheek. "Uhn.. five..?" You say, sounding uncertain. "Ohoh, you're in for a treat, darling." He chuckles and shoves five fingers into your waiting cunt. You tried to squirm away as he swirled them around. He took his fingers out, wiping them off on your clit. Almost immediately, you cum. Embarrassed, you whisper, "da- daddy, I'm cumming~" Eddie smirks once more and replies. "Perfect. Get on your hands and knees, darling." He went over to the bedside drawer as you got into position.

He grabs a pair of handcuffs and cuffs you. He started licking your cum off of your thighs, slowly working himself up to your cunt. Starting to moan uncontrollably, you warn him that you're gonna cum again. His thumb finds your clit as his tongue starts thrusting in and out of your entrance. As you got down from your high, he orders you to sir in front of your desk chair as he sits down. You obey and position yourself in between his thighs. Eddie cups your jaw and brings your mouth to his cock and you immediately start sucking him off. Eddie grabs a small chunk of your hair, stilling your motions as he starts thrusting himself into your mouth, soon pushing as deep down as he can, cumming in long, white ropes. Exhausted, you swallow his cum, and he gently guides you back to your bed, taking off the handcuffs. You lie down and hug the pillow close. Eddie sighs and gets in with you, making you let go of the pillow and snuggle up to him instead.

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roanniom · 7 months

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eddie telling you to behave out in public when you keep whispering things into his ear😵‍💫😵‍💫 plz i need him biblically

Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+ ONLY, public teasing, sexual themes, Eddie has to bowl with an erection lol

“You look delicious in those jeans. Have I told you that?” you whisper, breath hot on his ear and fingers curling around his bicep as you lean close to make the comment. Eddie rolls his eyes and places a firm hand on your thigh.

“You’re playing with fire here, princess. You know that.”

That crash of a bowling ball knocking into pins should rattle you from your horniness, but you’re too distracted by the cut of Eddie’s jaw to really notice. You lean up and place a coquettish kiss to the angle of said jaw, sliding your hand from his bicep to his chest.

“What if I like fire? What if I want to make you sweat,” you mumble into his skin. Your shared friends are too busy hooting and hollering over Steve’s strike to notice the inappropriate way you’re loving on your boyfriend in such a public space.

“We’ll mission accomplished then, babe,” Eddie says with a chuckle. His hand squeezes your thigh and goes to move, but you slap yours down on top of it, pushing it up, just under the hem of your skirt.

“Fuck me in the bathroom then, if I got you so hot.”

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Eddie groans. He looks up to see if anyone has noticed the way you’ve gotten him so worked up, but thankfully everyone has moved on to watching Robin prance toward the lane like a baby deer.

Eddie turns back to you, taking in your hazy eyes and the way you bite your lip. Your proposition is no joke. You really do want him to fuck you in the dirty bathroom of the Hawkins bowling. By the way you’re looking like you want to eat him whole, you’d probably even blow him if he asked, knees on the dirty tile floor and his cock so far down your throat he’d see stars.

Eddie has to take a deep breath to stop these thoughts from overwhelming him. Before he could decide what to do with you, Steve calls out to him.

“Munson! Stop eye fucking your girl, it’s your turn.”

Eddie’s head whips around to find all of his friends staring at him, a collection of amused and annoyed faces among them. He swallows hard and stands up, but his eyes shoot to you when he hears you giggle.

“Hope your turn isn’t too hard for you, Eds,” you say, staring pointedly at the erection starting to strain the front of his jeans.

“Oh fucking…” Eddie scrubs a hand over his face in exasperation. He palms himself shamelessly to keep himself tucked in his waistband, still facing you and away from his friends. You bite your lip again and look up at him with a smug expression on your face.

Eddie lightly grips your chin and lifts it up towards him, speaking low so only you can hear him.

“Behave. And maybe I’ll fuck you.”

“Maybe?” you ask with a pout. He leans down and kisses that pout before walking over to grab his bowling ball.

~*~

#eddie munson smut #eddie munson thots #eddie munson Drabble #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x reader #issa’s flying morning

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eddies-whoreee · 1 year

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When sub!eddie is whiny!!!

Just a needy boy😍

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“Mommy, b-but I’ll be a good boy” he whimpers as he’s on his knees literally almost in tears. His head is rested on your thigh looking up at you for mercy. Which you will not be giving him, since he’s been a brat.

“Just a little taste, want you to bury me between your legs” he tells you as he’s trying to convince you to let him eat you out even though you are running late for work.

“Oh!fuck! Mommy please, don’t stop, ah, dont s-stop” his hands are tied above his head as you pump him through his 4th orgasm.

“Eddie baby, mommy’s sensitive” you remind him as he quickly lapping at your clit bringing you to your 3rd orgasm. He pulls back wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Sorry mommy just so good” he pants diving back in for more. “S-slow down Eddie” you groan tugging at his hair. He whines shaking his head ‘no’ still between your thighs. “I Want more!” He states.

“Aww poor baby, is this how you fuck yourself when mommy’s not around” you coo teasingly hands running along his pale thighs as he pathetically pumps his cock. Tears are falling down his face, he’s babbling incoherent sounds. “Slow down… just like that. Don’t want you cumming so soon, I know you have a little problem with cumming prematurely” you giggle condescendingly. But god did he love for you to degrade and humiliate him. His cheeks and ears all red, mind all hazy. Eventually you let him cum, after edging him about 5 times.

#eddie munson #eddie munson smut #eddie munson stranger things #stranger things #eddie munson fics #eddie x reader #eddie stranger things #eddie munson thots #eddie munson x fem!reader smut #sub!eddie munson #eddie munson hcs #eddie munson imagine #stranger things smut

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pollenallergie · 9 months

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modern!eddie would do the girl dinner trend and pan the camera straight to your crotch (clothed obviously because community guidelines would have a field day if you weren’t). jeff would make some comment reminding him about his digital footprint and that not everything needs to be shared with the public. gareth would leave a comment that’s basically just these emojis repeated over and over again: 🤢🤮. steve would comment something along the lines of “my man” (because, in my head, they are the most unlikely of bros, but still somewhat-bro-ish nonetheless). robin would block him.

#i very much feel in my soul that robin would get just as annoyed with eddie as she does with steve #he’s her other dingus #modern!eddie munson #modern!eddie x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson thoughts #eddie munson thots #eddie munson hc #eddie munson headcanon #eddie munson hcs #eddie munson headcanons #eddie st4 #eddie stranger things #eddie munson x reader #modern!eddie

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starlightsearches · 1 year

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Aaaaand maybe track 11, with Eddie? I’d choose a love song for him, but I really am curious as to what you’d do with this song…..eheh….ya know it, fave song is Dead Man’s Party by Oingo Boingo 😅❤️❤️❤️

All Dressed Up with Nowhere to Go

Track 11 - Hungry Heart by Bruce Springsteen: Pick a character and tell me your favorite song, and I'll write a short blurb or headcanons based on it.

Kas! Eddie x GN! Reader

thank you, irma! i'd never listened to dead man's party before, but it fucking SLAPS. i hope you like what i made for you 🥰

📼✨ mixtape milestone ✨📼 requests open through march 1st

Warnings: drinking, puking, ANGST, talk of death and mourning, making out, blood sucking for the sluts uwu, language, a very open ending

Your hand is getting cold.

You let your eyes wander down briefly, stopping when you spy the cause. There's punch spilling over the edge of your cup, trickling down your hand and leaving a sticky red stain behind.

Your mind's been on the run all night—or at least after the last four drinks—always looking for something simple to focus on but never staying long.

The sweaty condensation dripping down the windows. The thumping base traveling from the dance floor. And now the way the punch shines like blood against your skin in the spooky lights Steve spent the afternoon hanging.

"Hey, hey, hey."

A big hand covers your own, reaching for the cup, and you pull it back on instinct, trying to place the pretty brown eyes.

Steve. Of course. Speak of the devil.

He looks handsome, and very Harrison Ford-esque in the vest you found together at the costume shop. The costume fits him better than the Leia dress does you. In all the billowing white fabric, you look like a ghost every time you catch your own reflection.

So maybe that fits you fine. You hardly feel like you're here at all.

There's a crease between Steve's brows, and he reaches for the cup in your other hand. You pull back on instinct, sloshing punch in the other direction. It lands with a loud splat on the floor.

"I think you've had enough," he says softly.

Steve purses his lips, and you know he's holding back a whole slew of unhelpful phrases. You've heard them all—I know it's hard, but you have to try and enjoy yourself. Eddie wouldn't want you to be sad. He wouldn't want you to spend his favorite holiday crying into a pillow or blacked out on my couch. He'd want you to move on.

But Eddie's been dead for six months. So who gives a fuck what he would want.

You pull the cup to your lips, drink and drink and drink, letting the sweet sting burn any chance of tears from your eyes.

Steve only put this party together for your benefit. It was a nice gesture—going through the list of couple's costumes you and Eddie made together before, mashing the playlist of songs Eddie loved with ones people would actually want to dance to.

But you wish he hadn't. You wish he had let you wallow.

The empty cup crushes against Steve's waiting hand. You sway a little closer so he can hear you over the music.

"I'm gonna go dance."

There's a splash of guitar from the speakers, and you know it's one of your songs from the confused looks of everybody on the dance floor. Whatever. They get over it, swept up in the beat.

You let it take you, too, swinging around wildly, flailing with no concern how you look or who's watching. There was nobody around you wanted to impress anymore.

Eddie wouldn't care what you looked like anyway. He was a shit dancer.

Fuck.

The room is spinning. You're trying to keep with the beat, but there's the same lyrics, echoing over and over and over in your head.

dead man dead man dead man deadmandeadmandeadman. dead.

You're going to fucking puke.

Fighting through the crowd is like wading through a pool of bricks, which would still fucking suck if you were sober, and you are not. Catching on thrown back hands and angel wings, you stumble into the bathroom, just bending over in time to avoid vomiting a red stain down the front of your dress.

Your head has it's own heartbeat, pounding behind your eyes. You dip your cheek down to meet the cool porcelain.

There's no avoiding it. Hot tears spill over your face, plopping like raindrops into the basin. Fucking rock bottom, crying over your dead boyfriend on filthy toilet seat.

There's the sound of the door shutting and latching, just audible over your sobs. You lift your head, so dizzy and sad and hopeless it makes you angry.

"God," you're yelling, loud enough for it to echo off the tiles, "can't you see there's somebody fucking—"

He looks just like you remember him. And not in a good way.

The room already smells like sulfur, the way everything did down there—like sulfur and mold and fucking death. Eddie brought it with him. He brought it all. The holes in his hellfire shirt, scars peaking out of his collar, the mud and shit and blood staining his clothes.

He's got dark blue bags under his eyes, like bruises, cheeks sallow. Looking almost as tired as you feel. But he smiles, just the way he used to.

"Wow, sweetheart," —Eddie's voice is deep and gravelly as he kicks a boot up against the door, nodding back in the direction of the party— "this all for me?"

"Eddie."

That comes out as a sob, too.

He crosses the room in a few strides, a big hand at soft at your back, petting strands of hair off your sweaty forehead.

"Hey princess," he tries to smile, "long time no see."

Jesus. Your head's still spinning. You might puke again. It doesn't help that Eddie keeps going in and out of focus, like maybe you're dreaming this all up, the way his skin feels and the smell of him and the cute little curls in front of his ears.

"You were dead."

He huffs at you. "I think, technically, sweetheart, I still am."

He pulls one of your hands toward his chest, and there's nothing beneath it. No heartbeat. Just Eddie.

He doesn't expect it, the way you launch yourself at him, pulling him to floor. Eddie laughs, wraps his arms around you, his shaking lungs and the feel of his hands full of disbelief.

"I missed you."

You can tell he's missed you, too. He nods into your neck, hot breath on your skin.

"Why didn't you come back before?"

"Halloween seemed like a good time," he whispers, looking you in the eye, "wouldn't want to scare the neighbors."

His lips press tighter together. There's something he's not telling you. If you weren't so fucking high, you'd try to figure it out.

But you are fucking high—high out of your mind—and there's only one thing you want to do right now.

Eddie doesn't taste like death. He tastes like he used to, in the back of his van, in his bed or on the couch, his hands on you and his wandering lips, just bodies and kisses and nothing in between.

"Fuck, baby," he grunts, nipping at your ear, "you gotta be careful with me."

You shake your head. There's enough blood in him for the skin at his neck to turn a shade darker when you bite at it.

Eddie's hips shift against yours. He's breathing harder, although you're not sure where it goes, or what his lungs do with it once it's there.

"Can I- can I taste you, baby?"

"Mhmm."

It feels so good to be caught up in his arms again, you don't even notice the sting when his lips seal around your neck, the way his throat pulses with swallow after swallow. The groan he lets out is pained when he finally rips himself off of you.

Eddie cups your cheeks in both hands, thumbs petting at the left-over tears.

"Awww, baby. I don't think I should have done that."

You hardly hear him. Everything is fuzzy. You let your eyes fall closed, and the soft brush at your hairline could be his lips, or something you made up.

And then he's gone.

Steve's beside you when you lift your head again.

"Jesus, what the fuck happened to you? Robin found you on the floor and thought you were dead."

He's wiping at your neck with a cloth, or paper towel or something, and it hurts.

What did happen to you?

"I- I think I fell."

Steve hums, disapproving, cleaning the dripping blood from your neck, smoothing a bandage over the skin.

When you pull it off the next morning, all that's left of Eddie—or your vision of him—are two perfect little puncture wounds, and a few bruises in the shape of teeth.

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