I posted 2,392 times in 2022
820 posts created (34%)
1,572 posts reblogged (66%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@delusionalsunsets
@warlock-enthusiast
@eddiemunsonssoulmate
@magnetklaue
@blueeyedbesson
I tagged 833 of my posts in 2022
#ask - 217 posts
#esc 2022 - 134 posts
#eddie munson - 105 posts
#eurovision 2022 - 98 posts
#stranger things spoilers - 96 posts
#stranger things - 74 posts
#dabi - 37 posts
#eddie munson x reader - 34 posts
#joseph quinn - 24 posts
#sabs for ts - 21 posts
Longest Tag: 127 characters
#i once made a gifset and ppl didn't agree and i was this close to deleting my blog cuz ppl didn't leave me alone for weeks lmao
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Say you'll still be by my side
Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader
Word Count: 6k
Summary: Eddie made it out of the Upside Down, barely alive. He’s in a coma now but you refuse to let him go.
Warnings: Hurt & Comfort, Fluff, Trauma, Scars, Light Angst
Available on: AO3
A/N: Another Fix-It but this time with the reader taking care of him. The Duffers have to pry him off my cold hands if they want me to let him go because there’s no way this is happening any time soon. Hope this gives you as much comfort as it gave me while writing it. Eddie is alive and I accept nothing else.
“I can’t believe we did it!” Robin said and hugged you while your eyes were fixed on the bloody ground in front the villa. Was that really it? That…easy?
You hugged her back, but your mind was already wandering towards the two people who were supposed to distract the bats. It must have worked because you didn’t see a single one.
“Let’s get back to the others quickly,” you suggested and she let go of you, your eyes finding Steve’s and he gave you a nod.
There was this feeling in your stomach and a painful tug on your heart. The four of you quickly made the way back to the trailer.
They would be fine. They promised they’re not heroes, promised they’d run as soon as it got bad. You would have stayed with them, but Eddie absolutely refused to let you join the ‘Bait Party’ how he had called it.
He had been the bait and yet, he had been so worried about you.
Letting go of his hand as you split up had been the hardest thing you had done in your entire life.
As the trailer park came closer, your steps became faster without even realizing it until you broke out into a full jog.
“Y/N, wait!” Steve yelled after you, but you didn’t hear him. Your heart was pounding in your chest and you felt sick in your stomach.
As you broke through the tree line, you could hear someone crying and your stomach dropped. You looked around frantically until you saw Dustin, holding someone in his arms.
No.
You sprinted over to him. “Dustin! Eddie!”
He looked up at you as you basically fell to your knees next to him, his eyes red and puffy, tears straining his face.
No. No. No.
Eddie was in his arms, not moving, blood covering his face, the bats lying dead all around them. His body was covered in bites and scratches, his clothes were painted in red and it made you so, so sick.
“No,” you whispered in disbelief and Dustin wanted to say something but only violent wails came out of his mouth.
You took Eddie’s head and put it in your lap, moving the hair out of his face, wiping the blood of his cheek. It was only a very faint movement, but you felt his breath on your hand. He was unconscious and barely breathing.
“He’s alive,” you whispered, and Dustin looked at you with big eyes, his wails stopping. “We need to get him out of here.”
Dustin seemed to need a moment to actually realize what you said and then nodded, swallowing hard. “I’m sorry, I-”
“Don’t be sorry, he will be fine.” You were convinced of that. You needed to believe that, or you'd break apart right here, right now. There was also no way you’d let Dustin take any kind of blame. He was too young for that.
The other three came through the tree line and Steve immediately came running as soon as he saw Dustin’s face, taking him into his arms and then looking down at you and Eddie.
“Is he…?” he carefully started to ask but you shook your head.
“Can you carry him? We need to get him to a hospital,” you said and swallowed, tears in your eyes. The way he lay there, bruised and bloodied, it broke your heart into a thousand pieces.
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#2
Strange Love
Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader
Word Count: 15k
Summary: The popular girl mingling with the school’s freak should have been outrageous. Yet you chose him as a quick escape from reality because he seemed to be the only person able to give you what you needed. You had no idea that the escape he offered you would turn into something so much more complicated.
Warnings: Smut, Unprotected Sex, drugs, feels, lots of words
Available on: AO3
Sequel: Part 2
A/N: Okay this author’s note is a little longer but please take the time to read it!
When I started this I just wanted to write a small smut fic but Eddie somehow started to have a life on his own and wanted to get feelings and character development in here.
I know that 15k words is very intimidating, especially for people like me with a short attention span. Here on Tumblr, you have the whole fic in one go. The chapters are seperated with bold and italic lyric parts so you can just read one part and take a break if necessary.
For more reading comfort I would recommend you to check the AO3 link above, I seperated this into actual chapters on there cuz it’s easier to do than here on Tumblr.
Enjoy!
Everybody wants to know
If we fucked on the bathroom sink
How your hands felt in my hair
If we were high on amphetamines
“Fuck,” you moaned and the fist in his long hair got even tighter.
He didn’t seem to mind at all.
You had no idea how you ended up here. You were supposed to cheer on the basketball team with your friends, support the cheerleading squad because your best friend was currently a member there.
It was supposed to be a fun night.
And yet you were here in the men’s bathroom furthest away from the gym and the game.
With Eddie Munson.
Your hands in his hair while his length was buried deeply inside of you. The cold of the bathroom sink pressed into your heated skin and yet you couldn’t care less.
One of his hands was at your hip, holding you steady, the steel of his rings digging into your skin, his other hand was pressed against the mirror behind you, his mouth kissing and biting the sensitive skin in the crook of your neck.
It was actually a lie you told yourself, not knowing how you ended up here. You knew exactly how it happened.
All you did was follow the smell of weed and the wish of getting away from everything for a while.
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You couldn’t stand being in the gym anymore, it was loud and there was this musty smell of a big sport event. Normally it wouldn’t be a problem but with everything going on in your life right now, you really didn’t need that.
The night air around you was fresh and you took a deep breath. As you walked further away from the gym, you noticed a different smell joining in. Weed.
Curiosity got the better of you because everyone was supposed to be at the game.
When you turned the corner you saw a figure standing there, the glint of a joint close to his mouth.
The figure noticed you and pushed himself off the wall, coming closer to you. For a moment you considered simply walking away but then you saw his face illuminated by the street light.
Eddie Munson.
School freak, drug dealer and consumer, the typical guy the parents warned their daughters about.
Exactly what you needed right now.
“Mind sharing some of that?” you asked him when he came to stand in front of you. Something in his features shifted and it seemed like he only recognized you now.
“Miss Y/L/N? What a surprise to find you here, so far away from your popular friends.” He didn’t seem too amused with you invading his alone moment here. There was this edge in his tone that he always had when talking to someone from the popular crowd. Not that it occurred often. He tried to stay away from them most of the time and they did the same.
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My #1 post of 2022
The only heaven I’ll be sent to is when I’m alone with you
Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader
Word Count: 3.3k
Summary: You and Eddie have some time to spare before D&D starts. It escalates quite quickly.
Warnings: Smut, Unprotected Sex, inappropriate use of a D&D table
Available on: AO3
A/N: I’ve fallen down the Eddie hole and I can’t get out. I’m a D&D player myself, so I had to use that poor playing table here.
♣ Eddie Munson Masterlist ♣
It was dark when you entered the cold hallways that lead to the Hellfire Club.
Your club shirt was freshly washed and ready for a long night of Dungeons and Dragons. Or, how other people would say, time for satanic rituals.
A low chuckle left your throat when you thought about it and all those newspapers and magazines talking about it, causing panic for parents. Yours didn’t care, also didn’t know you were playing the game. Otherwise they might care but then again, they were probably too busy.
All they cared about was your family image and “Stay away from Eddie Munson, he’s bad news.”
Thankfully they didn’t know that you were into bad news.
His cologne already covered your senses when you entered the Hellfire Club. Later on it would smell more like sweat and tears in here, depending on what he would throw at the group during the session.
You smiled to yourself when you saw him standing at the table, preparing his Dungeon Master screen with little notes.
“You’re so early,” you said and he looked up at you, a small grin on his lips.
“You know I have to prepare, sweetheart. The Dungeon Master is always early.” Eddie pushed himself away from the desk and walked over you. “Better question is, why are you this early? It’s at least thirty minutes until the others arrive.”
He put his hands on your hips and raised an eyebrow at you. You didn’t even realize you were that early, you just really wanted to see him before the others joined for the night.
Your relationship had been secret for a few months now and so far, no one had seemed to notice. You were just two friends playing that dumb fantasy game with other freaks. At least that's what it looked like to the other students.
No one knew about stolen touches under the lunch table and late nights in his trailer. No one needed to know that. For some reason it felt better that it was just the two of you. Easier.
If your parents knew about your relationship with the ‘School Freak and Drug Dealer’ Eddie Munson, they would try to cut your contact with him. If the other students would know, you would be a freak couple which you didn’t mind but it was just extra hassle right before graduation. Only a couple of months and you were out of here, off to college, mostly free from your parents and you didn’t need to hide anymore.
“I guess I just really wanted to see you,” you said with a shrug and gave him a quick kiss on the lips before taking your jacket off, placing it on your chair where he had already prepared your character sheet.
He turned around and looked after you, a happy grin on his lips. You knew his life wasn’t easy and that you had changed quite a lot for him, yet you would never get used to that happy little grin that was always directed at you.
“Besides,” you started, a little mischievous grin forming on your lips, “I wanted to see what you were up to behind your screen.” You quickly turned on your heels and hurried behind his seat, trying to get a glimpse at his notes.
A huff left his mouth when he started to come after you with quick steps, grabbing your hips and turning you around to face him and not his DM screen.
“That’s not very nice. Wouldn’t want my girlfriend to gain any advantages for the upcoming combat.”
A shiver ran down your spine. You loved when he called you his girlfriend, something he could only do when you two were alone. Gods, you yearned for the day he could say it openly.
“Combat huh? That’s good to know, given we’ve left off far away from any combat situations.” You bit your lips when you heard him groan in frustration.
“Shit,” he mumbled under his breath and you laughed which seemed to mesmerize him. He always looked at you as you were his sun.
His look then turned into something intense and his eyes darkened slightly, his grip on your hips getting a little tighter.
“We still got like twenty five minutes,” you mumbled before swallowing hard, the knot already building in your stomach.
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