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[louloulemons-posts]

Heyy

Could you write Eddie x introvert reader😭

Like a little story and then some smut maybe😭

Not So Shy

Eddie Munson X Shy!Girlfriend

Word Count : 2.4k

Warnings : not proofread, SMUT, p in v, unprotected sex, kinky? daddy kink, readers called good girl and bunny, choking, eddies a soft dom, sub reader, it’s kinda fluffy lmao?

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“Hey baby!” Eddie was leaning against his van as you walked over, almost shouting the endearment. “Hey,” you smiled, making your way to him.

His hands instantly sound your waist, leaning down to peck your lips. “How was English?” With a flushed face you replied, “It was good yeah, how was Chem?”

Eddie pulled a face. “Ed’s you said you’d go!” You scolded.

“I know I know, but I had a deal to do. I’m sorry. I promise I’ll go Monday okay?”

“You better.” He squeezed your hips, smirking as he leaned down, “Like when you get all assertive with me baby.” Your face burned, pushing away from the grinning boy.

However he just pulled you back, so you stood chest to chest. “Eddie,” You whined, “People are looking.”

“Let em look baby.” With a groan you dropped your face into his chest making him chuckle.

“I’m sorry I’m sorry. Let’s go okay?” He suggested. “Okay.” The boy opened the door for you, letting you climb into the van. “Love those jeans baby,” he said as you sat.

“Stop looking a my ass!”

“As your boyfriend it’s kinda my job too.”

“Shush!”

The boy cackled as he closed the door and walked to his own side. “So you coming back to mine?” he asked.

“Sure.”

“Great!” He slid a hand onto your thing, giving it a squeeze and you were on your way.

~ / / / * \ \ \ ~

You don’t really know how you and Eddie got close, you just kinda did. Sat in History class together, you just kinda went hand in hand.

You were quiet, Eddie was loud. You were getting straight As, Eddie was barely scraping a D-. Eddie was full of love and light … you … not so much.

“Here we are gorgeous,” Eddie smiled, pulling up to the trailer. The trailer, somewhere you became so fond of so quickly, even more so when Wayne was around.

Speaking of where was he? “Where’s Wayne?” You asked.

“Picked up another shift. So you’ll have to deal with my ugly mug.”

“Shush, you’re not ugly.”

“No?”

“No .. prettiest boy I’ve ever seen,” you mumbled. “What was that?” You knew full well he heard you, but was teasing just cause. “Prettiest boy I’ve ever seen,” You said slightly louder this time.

“And you’re the most beautiful girl in the world baby.” Your face flushed. “Come on, let’s get you in, before you die of embarrassment.”

With a huff you hopped out of the van, but couldn’t hide your smile as Eddie held his hand out to you. As he always did, linking your fingers together, eventhough you were only going a short distance.

Once you were inside you slid off your shoes, hanging your jacket and bag on a hook, Eddie doing the same in a smooth rhythm.

“Want a drink? Wayne made lemonade.”

“Yes please.”

“Okay you go and get comfy baby,” he kissed your head walking to the kitchen.

With a sigh you dropped down onto to the sofa, letting your eyes fall closed. Listening to Eddies movements, the glasses gave out of the cupboard, sliding across the side.

The fridge door opened with a slight creak, and the sound of lemonade pouring filled your ears. Once the door of the fridge closed, heavy footsteps padded towards you.

“Long day Baby?” Eddie asked, the glasses were placed with a clink onto to coffee table. Your feet were lifted and then placed on the boys jean clad legs.

“Mhm, just had a lot of homework is all. Got to bed late.”

“You should take a nap.”

“No, wanna spend time with you.” You pushed yourself up on your elbows, opening your eyes to look at the boy.

“Well we can relax together, wanna watch a movie? Red left one here, said you’d probably like it.”

“Oh yeah? What’s it called?”

“The Breakfast Club.”

“Oh Robs told me about that, apparently it’s real good,” you told him.

“Well we better trust them then.” He gently lift your feet so he could get up, placing the tape into the player.

Twisting your body so you could sit together, Eddie smiled, placing his self besides you and held you close. Arms falling around you. “Hello,” he smiled as looked down at you.

“Hi,” you said looking up at him.

“So fucking cute,” he laughed, kissing your head. Your face flushed. “One of these days you’ll stop blushing when I compliment you.”

“Think it’ll take a while.”

“Well we’ve been dating for almost 4 months now, and you still go as red as a beet baby.”

“I can’t help it,” you held your rosy cheeks in your hands.

Eddie squeezed you, “Didn’t mean it’s bad thing, it’s cute. I just wish you’d believe my words more. Just think you’re the best thing.”

“Since sliced bread?” you joked.

“Oh since the start of the universe.” His words were true and full of adoration for you.

“You’re a sweet talker Eddie Munson.”

“Only for you baby.”

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Lay in Eddies arms as the movie played you felt his hands fiddling with your jumper, sliding under it slightly. Coming to rest on your bare tummy.

The feeling made you burn, his hands on your bare skin, your legs rubbed together at the slight twitch between them.

“Just watch the movie,” Eddie whispered in a soft voice, his hands sliding up. Coming to a halt when his fingers met the bottom of your bra. “Is this okay?” He asked.

You hummed, nodding your head. “Words baby.” He almost pulled his hands away when you couldn’t get them out, choking out a broken, “Yes, Y-yeah.”

His hands resumed their mission. Pulling down the cups, you sighed as your nipples brushed against the knitted wool of your jumper.

Eddies rough hands cupped them, squeezing ever so slightly to make you hiss. His lips brushed against your neck, leaving soft kisses, from the base up to your ear.

His thumb and index finger began to pinch at your nipples, teasing them as he suckled onto that sweet spot below your ear. With a sigh your head fell back against his shoulder, legs squeezing together.

“Eds,” you whined.

“What baby?” he said in a mocking tone.

“Feels so good.”

“Yeah?” He asked, pulling at your nipples giving them a rough squeeze. “Mhm feels real good.”

“Shall we take this off?” he said, motioning to your jumper and bra. “Yeah.” He shifted in front of you then, lifting your arms up, pulling the jumper and throwing it somewhere.

You didn’t know where. You honestly couldn’t care less. Your bra followed moments later. Eddies mouth soon latched onto your tits, kissing them and then taking a nipple into his mouth.

Suckling on it and biting down. “Fuck ah,” you said, hands pulling on his curls. “Fucking love these pretty tits.”

Eddie sat back on his knees taking you in, making you feel shy at your half bare form. Your hands came up to cover yourself, but Eddie pulled them away, linking your fingers.

Pushing you to lie down on the couch Eddie lay between your legs, meeting you in a soft kiss. “Never need to hide from me. You’re so fucking beautiful,” he spoke softly.

The next time he met your mouth, it was full of tongue and lust. Making you whine as he squeezed your boobs again. “Eddie please.”

“Please what baby?”

“Do more.”

“Yeah? Want me to suck on that pretty pussy?” You hummed nodding wildly, hips pushing up to reach his hardening crotch.

“I got you baby, Eddies got you.”

His hands went down to your jeans, undoing the buttons and sliding them down. Kissing your legs as he did so. Socks went with them. You lay there in your panties.

“These are cute baby,” he pulled at the baby blue material, letting them snap back against your hip. “Eds not fair!” You pouted, tugging at his shirt.

“Oh I guess not.” The boy lifted his shirt up and over his head, next his jeans went along with the socks on his own feet.

“This better?” he asked. You took the sight of him in. Lust filled eyes, wild hair, tattoos decorating his skin, and underwear getting tighter by the second. “Yeah.”

He kissed his way down your body, making sure to bite on each nipple as he went. Soon he was at your clothed core. Kissing your thighs, leaving love bites there, you squealed at the feeling.

Trying to close your legs, he held them open, finally dropping kissing onto the blue lace. You let out a soft sigh, hands going back to his hair. “Please don’t tease.”

He laughed, then slide the pants down your legs, making a show of licking where your core would rest. “God fucking delicious.”

“Baby please.”

With a grin he dropped his mouth to you, letting his tongue lick up you. The feeling was incredible, his tongue was like nothing else. Soon he latched onto your clit.

Sucking away, making you let out soft moans. His tongue worked against it too, flicking every once in a while, he knew it drove you mad.

“Fuck baby, you’re so wet for me. Think I can already slide my fingers in.”

“Yes!” You almost screamed. “Yes please.”

“Well how can I say no to you?”

The feeling of two of his thick fingers stretching you was incredible. Your mouth dropped open as he curled them inside you, letting them pump in and out.

“You’re gonna cum on my fingers and in my mouth and then I’ll give you what you really want okay?” With the way he moved his fingers you couldn’t answer, too lost in pleasure.

So he stopped. “I said okay?”

“Okay, yes.”

“Good girl.” You felt your pussy clench around his fingers at that. “Oh?” he smirked.

“You wanna be my good girl?” he asked, once again your pussy throbbed.

Leaning down to your ear he whispered, “Are you gonna be daddy’s good girl and cum around his fingers?” You could have came right then and there.

“Yes.”

“Yes who?”

“Yes daddy.”

He smirked again, pecking your mouth, you could taste yourself on his lips. He was back down on your clit, fingers curling inside you, until they hit you where they needed to.

Letting out a loud moan, you could feel Eddies grin. “Come on baby, cum for me. Cum for daddy.”

“Fuck!” You almost shouted. Hands gripping his hair as he kept playing with your clit and curling those thick digits, so deep you could feel his rings against your hole.

“Fuck daddy- I- I …”

“I know baby I can feel you, cum for daddy. Cum for me.” You did just that. With a loud moan, you hips bucked, shaking as you came.

“That’s it, that’s a good girl,” Eddie said, as he moved his mouth away, fingers still moving as he watched your orgasm. “Fuck baby you’re so sexy.

Your chest rose and fell heavily, body full of bliss, as you sighed. Grabbing for his face, you pulled him to kissed you.

Tasting yourself on his tongue made you both moan. “I’ll give you what you want baby.” The boy tugged his boxers down, going to position himself to go inside.

“No,” you stopped him, he pulled back wide eyed. “Do you … do you wanna stop? Shit sorry baby, we can stop right now.”

“No! I don’t wanna stop, I just wanna try something different.”

“Okay?” Softly pushing Eddie up, you pulled his guitar pick necklace off of him, pulling it over your own head. Making the boy sit up, you climbed onto his lap.

“Oh?” he smirked. “And what are you doing now baby?”

“Wanna … wanna bounce on your cock,” you said shyly, but forced yourself to meet his eyes.

“You go ahead bunny, bounce on daddy’s cock,” he said, smacking your ass lightly.

Slowly you positioned his cock at your entrance, letting yourself slide down.

You hissed at the feeling of the stretch it was so good. Eddie was packing six, almost seven inches and he was thick. Nice and thick, making your walls tight around him.

“God that pussys good. Come on baby, bounce.”

So you did. Holding onto his shoulders you let your hips rise and fall onto his. Letting out heavy breaths of pleasure. “Fuck bunny,” Eddies head fell back.

“God daddy your dicks so good.”

“Yeah? Best dick you’ll ever get.”

“Only dick I want.” He looked at you then, took one of his big hands and squeezed it around your neck.

You paused in your bounce, letting out a choked moan. “Only dick you’re ever gonna have, cause your mine. Do you understand?” You nodded, unable to speak under his tight grip.

He simply said, “Bounce.” So you did. Slamming your hips, you moved erratically like you’d die without it - which you probably would.

He watched as his necklace bounced between your tits, it was a mouth watering sight.

Eddies ring covered hand squeezed every now and again, his other spanking you harder and harder as he got closer.

Your legs burned and you began to slow. “Is my bunny tired, you need daddy to do the work now?” He teased. With a nod of your head, Eddie let go of your throat.

Hands coming to rest on your waist, his feet lifted from the floor and onto the edge of the couch. Making him even deeper, you could feel him in your throat.

“I got you baby.” He thrusted deep into you making you scream in pleasure, slamming again and again. Over and over. “Fuck yes, such a good pussy, milk my fucking cock. Milk daddy’s dick.”

“Yes yes yes!” You screamed as you came for the second time. Squeezing him, Eddie let out his own grunt, pounding you. His cock getting deeper and deeper. “Fuck yes yes yes!” he chanted as you felt his cum squirt into you.

“Uh fuck yes!” you moaned, nails digging into his shoulder and your body shook, head falling to his neck. “Yes take it baby!” With a final thrust his hips fell down.

Heaving breathing was all that was heard.

“God damn, so how to make you not shy is to fuck you dumb?” Eddie laughed. Face sweaty. “Clearly so.” He swatted your ass again.

“Come on baby we better get cleaned up.”

“Can I stay the night?”

“Of course. We’ll call your parents after we shower okay?”

With a nod, Eddie took his cue, pulling out of you and stood up, your legs wrapping around his waist, arms around his neck.

One hand under your bare ass and one around your back Eddie spoke, “You know they say good things come in threes, reckon I could get another one out of you?”

You smirked, pecking his mouth. “Only one way to find out … daddy.”

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Sooooo … got a bit carried away 👀

Hope you enjoyed 😚

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Just some bedtime imagery for you all, g’night ✨

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[lovely--lover]

SMUT * Kind of perv Eddie jerking off while snuggling oblivious readers tits *

The only light in the trailer came from the small television playing The Exorcist after Eddies insistence.

Notorious for being the scariest movie ever made Eddie knew it would be perfect to scare you into his arms. Allowing him an excuse to hold you. The way imagines at night while clutching an old pillow.

Although Eddie didn't take into account that he was a scaredy-cat. As the film was playing he found himself averting his gaze from the screen. Attempting to avoid a startling scene.

It was unavoidable and out of nowhere he squealed hiding his face into you. A gentle touch met the fluffy curls as you caressed his head pressing it further into your.....chest.

Eddie suddenly realized his face was right between your breast. Soft and warm caressing each side of his face. This wasn't his plan this was better.

When a loud sound echoed from the tv he used it as an excuse to jump further into your chest. Earning your comfort "Aw Eddie..if it's too scary we can turn it off?"

He took the opportunity to shake his head no. Snuggling his face deeper into your breast making his cock harden. You were oblivious to his true intentions.

"Okay" you cooed "We can still watch...I'll protect you." The laugh you gave making your tits to jiggle against his face. Teeth sinking into his lip to contain a moan.

Eddie slipped a hand down between his legs feeling up the hard-on shivering at the touch but freezing when you looked down at him.

"Eddie? Do you want me to put the blanket on you?"

He couldn't believe it! He gave another (fake) shiver while hiding his smirk in your chest "Could you please"

An audible moan left his lips as you leaned forward to grab the blanket. Eddies face was fully between your tits. Warmth taking over his cheeks and his body as the blanket draped over him.

The blanket concealed everything giving him the confidence to lower the zipper of his jeans. Reaching into the confines to grip his cock, pulling it free.

The tip was already leaking he spread it down his cock making the jerk smooth. Slowly moving his wrist up and down to not draw attention.

He used a tight grip jerking down and up giving extra attention to the tip. Running the back of his ring against the heated flesh before back down.

Nuzzling his face deeper he imagine his cock was sliding between your tits instead his hand.

How your hand would press the soft pliant flesh around him. Eddie would use his spit to glide through them causing them to bounce with each thrust.

Would you stick out that cute tongue and lick his tip as he fucked your tits capturing his cum in your mouth? Or would you beg him to cum on your tits and spread the sticky substance around so they glistened?

Eddie was close he could feel it. The tightening in his stomach the moans on the tip of his tongue. A few more jerks and he would be there but all his motions stopped "The movies over Eddie. It's okay now."

Eddie was fucked, not literally, and would never be by you if he was caught. Laying still he made no movements keeping his eyes shut.

Peering down you pushed away the stray hairs covering his face revealing his slumbering face "You're cute when you sleep Munson!"

Eddie had to keep from smiling. He had never had any luck in life but it was all appearing in this moment. As he was about to continue his pleasure you leaned down.

"I hope you dream of me Eddie" placing a delicate kiss to his forehead. The touch was so gentle. Your lips soft and warm. The tender touch made Eddie shiver and cum into his hand.

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[pbs-theundeadmaggot]

Back with another request! If I send too many, just pick your favourites or ignore them :) also, with any requests from me you can do with !fem or !gn, whichever you prefer!

Maybe the reader works in like a library, or used book shop, and Eddie shows up all the time because he has a crush on her, but hasn't worked up the nerve to actually ask her out or talk to her more than like small talk yet?

Creep

Eddie Munson x Fem!reader

[a/n] I'm so sorry this took so long, I'm working on your other request but I wanted to quickly get this one completed. I hope its okay!

[warnings?] religion contemplation? not proof read

Valen-Cries masterlist available here!

He’d spent majority of his free days watching from afar, working up the courage to approach her, coming close a couple times but quickly backing out as soon as her eyes locked with his, sending him a small wave and shy smile before turning back to the book she’d been reading intensely. 

Eddie swore he could’ve fainted then and there, with the spring sun shining down on her features, highlighting each curve and crevice that graced her skin, she was like an angel incarnate. While he was the furthest from religious he’d happily declare his faith with her as his witness. 

 Funnily enough he’d been sent to the library to work on his religious studies, not because he cared per sea but because if he was going to play into the idea of being the satan worshipper he might as well make it accurate. Of course his friends had questioned his sanity yet again, almost fearful this would do the opposite he’d intended it to do. However, he wasn’t going to back down from the challenge so easily.

In the short time spent among dusty damp books and you, he’d quickly learnt quite a lot. For one your favourite book was the princess bride, the crumpled pages and frayed spine giving it away. He’d found a sense of comfort in your actions, seeing that while you presented yourself as put together and calm there was clearly a need to escape the present and live through the words of another, with no expectation of the now.

He’d also learnt that you seemed to have your other favourites on rotation, after finishing one you’d switch back to another worn down copy of a classic, taking notice that not one of them appeared to be Lord of the Rings. Perhaps if he even worked up the nerve to talk to you, he’d ask.

There were times when he’d caught himself staring for too long to not be considered creepy, while he’d tried desperately not to be. After weeks of lowkey stalking he’d given up, realising that you didn’t seem to mind, in fact it had become a sort of game between the two of you. From quiet flirting between the shelves and leaving small gifts in the others unmarked territory, it seemed as though you also enjoyed this.

Valentines had quickly approached and while Eddie was never really bothered with mediocre holidays, the prospect of actually participating had him shaking with nerves. The following day he’d walked in with his own copy of Lord of the Rings, dog eared and probably in worse state than yours, quickly placing it in front of you and blurting out his question without a thought.

“Be my valentine?” Stunned at his own forwardness, clearing his throat once more before continuing “I mean I’ve seen you around and I thought that maybe you’d like to go out with me?” 

A wide smile spread across your face at his words, his chocolate button eyes staring down at you in desperation as the silence stretched. Seems you both had the same idea though, as you reached down to grab your copy of The Princess Bride, thrusting it into his fidgety hands. Your words had failed but keenly nodding like a lovesick fool at him as you swapped numbers and arranged a date.

Which would be one of many to come

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[thisisntmyrightera]

Leave me alone, get your Stella! | Joseph Quinn x fem. Reader

Summary: You are new cast on Stranger Things and on Geekend Week you came to talk about your character and play some Dungeons and dragons but also to show everyone how you and your boyfriend have an excellent relationship being both some clowns.

Warning: none 🤍

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It was Geekend week on Netflix and you as part of the new casting where invited to a little interview and also the Dungeons and Dragons segment as your character was a member of The Hellfire Club and also Eddie’s best friend on screen who later became a main character who joined the gang to fight against Vecna you have a lot of fans and also so many of them ship your and Joe character as a couple. The thing that many of them didn’t know was that you and Joseph started dating since a year ago a little after the shooting of season 4 ended and you finally have time to know each other better and found a way to have a relationship against the distance while you work and live on Los Angeles and Joseph most of the time spent his life on London.

You where really happy finally having more recognition for your work, wearing a black velvet dress with buttons on the front part and your long hair lightly waved on the ends make your face look prettiest and sweet than ever, Joe really have a hard time trying to make himself stand away from you, not because he doesn’t want to be around you, but he knows that he’s going to be a totally mess if he hugged you or kiss you cause he really miss you a lot and nobody would be capable of separate him from you.

When it was time of the Hellfire Table you sit between Priah and Finn just for fun and also because the producers decided that, the game started and you where having difficulties with the game as you weren’t so fluent in this role and constantly Priah help you understand.

- So your highness Princess Sorceress of the dark woods, you’re going to play this time and have the decision to end with the undead with one of your spells but also you have the option to use a weapon, please take the 20-sided dice and make your luck speak - Dave talk euphorically while you throw the red dice on the table making everything shouting loud

- I have a 20! It’s enough? - You know this was just a game but also your heart feel so full of happiness to have the highest score between the players

-More than enough, so princess you have now a silver sword and you can put a spell on it so the power of this weapon is stronger or you can give this weapon to one of your friends who is unarmed and they can join and fight with you

-Uhmm i think i would give this weapon to Chad - You smile shy looking at Finn - he needs to fight and help us

- Oh your highness! Thank you so much - everyone around laugh as Finn make a little reverence and take your hand giving a fake kiss on it

-So Joe, Stella is now save but she’s going crazy, screaming and kicking because she’s traumatized- Dave make one of his best performances imitating how Stella react

-Hey hey Stella, calm down baby, baby baby baby! - Joseph move his hands trying to “calm her” as his arms wrapped around Dave - im here darling!

Everyone around laughing even you join the crowd cause honestly seeing your boyfriend comforting a grown man acting like a girl was funny as hell but in your girlfriend heart more in the deepest you feel a little ache seeing how your beloved interact with someone who is not your character. Priah look at you knowing that Joseph and you have a little game where you both act jealous of dumb situations and people who clearly don’t have any chance to break your relationship, like Joe Keery and Gaten who act very touchy with Joseph or Maya who many times tell Joseph that he needs to be careful with you or she would take out her inner Robin and steal his girlfriend, so now was a perfect moment to act like that.

The game keeps on and after Gaten, Priah and Finn you turn came again, you throw the dice again and everyone celebrate one more time when you have a 20 score again.

-Well seems like this princess is so lucky! - Dave point at you make you smile a little shy - well Princess now is your turn to save on of your friends, there’s Stella and Joe and while they’re hugging som of the creatures come around and try to catch them but you’re there, Chad finally give you back your Silver sword and you have the control of everything now, what you want to do?

- I want to stab them - You said with a light smile looking at the screen of your ipad

- Wich of them? - Priah quietly said make you laugh knowing that you referred to Joe and Stella

- You know…whoever is on my way - You laugh with the rest as you make your movements saving the characters and killing the creatures as Finn laugh getting now the reference

-Oh she’s jealous of Stella! - he laugh giving you a light hug as Gaten look at Joseph laughing trying to create some friction

The game keeps on again and after a couple of minutes playing and making some movements you have your nerves really jealous boiling inside you, as ridiculous this can sound, you feel pushed back for Joseph and he honestly doesn’t help being the joker he is.

- So Joe, now you’re in the Upside down and Stella is there trapped and between the spiked claws of Vecna who look at you laughing knowing your suffering- Dave hand move on the air making the scene

-If you touch her Vecna…i swear to god… - Joseph looked so frustrated facing a invisible enemy while everyone turn their heads to you expecting your reaction but you didn’t say anything you just look at Joe waiting to him look at you too and when you both eyes meet you raise and eyebrow let him know that he was on troubles for flirt with that imaginary character - oh no, i am more afraid of that look than Vecna himself

-Sadly we can finish Vecna on this board but you’re going to take that angry princess to your house and we can’t help you - Dave laugh finally falling in your lovers game

-it’s okay, it’s okay i can deal with my woman! - Joe laugh making his movements on the ipad and being honest you can’t keep forcing a blank face and smile proudly for your tiny fury reactions.

- So Joe now Stella is on Vecna hands but our beautiful and amazing Princess Sorceress from the dark woods is being attacked by Vecna mind and she’s suffering on the floor, her mind is being corrupted and you have on your hands the decision to save just one of them

Joe look at the ipad and then at you deeply breathing and covering his face frustrated as Gaten laugh rubbing his back

- You can do it bro! Just remember that if you leave Stella then kill Vecna would be more difficult…and if you leave our Princess

- I would be a dead man tomorrow i know that! - Joe show his watery eyes making everything laugh even you feel a little victorious seeing how he have a mental breakdown- babe im sorry you know how much i love you but i need to save the game - Joe look at you almost asking for forgiveness - i would save Stella!

Everyone around make a gasp sound as you look at Joe placing your hand of your chest dramatically trying not to laugh making Joseph go to your side and hug you tight as you lightly push him

- Leave me alone, get your Stella back - Even the staff can’t control their laugh as you and Joseph make a board game turn into a lovers war

30 minutes later the game ended having Priah and her Lady applejack as the one who ends with Vecna, as everyone said goodbye to the show and the cameras turn off you quickly walk to the staff so they can remove the mic and all the stuff you need to the show as soon as you being free you see a running Joseph coming to you with his open arms hugging you tight making all the girls of the staff make a laugh “Owww”

- Babe I’m sorry i let you die there i really sorry my love - Joseph swayed with you between his arms as you laugh and hug him

-i feel really offended, honestly i feel like betrayed

-No im sorry i really want to make this funny - he laugh kissing your temple

Later that night your and Joseph name where everywhere around twitter and instagram tagging you both in photo editions, fan art, and so many other funny clips, even many of the fans send messages about being worried that you and Joseph really fight or make out of context clips when they show you “sad” because Joseph make you feel uncomfortable.

After read and see all the online content you ask for Joseph permission for post a photo of you both since you decided have a private relationship out of the social media but he happily agreed as you both take a selfie where you snuggle comfortably on his side and he surrounded you with his arms while you both where sitting on a bench of the balcony and post it on your Twitter with a cute description

“A princess can’t be without his master 🖤 “

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[parkermunson]

Sleepy👏Sex👏with👏Joe

t/w: Smut [18+!!! Minors, i'll shoo you with a broom]; female reader, fingering, handjob, sleepy sex

It's one in the morning and you're finally climbing into bed after spending hours doing research for your job. Your eyes burn from staring at a laptop screen too long, and your fingers ache from the typing. The one thing you need now is your bed and a nice cuddle from your man.

He's curled up in the middle of the bed, little snores bouncing off the walls of your room. His face buried in the side of your pillow, your scent keeping his dreamlike state centered on you. A dream which was nearing the climax– his climax.

You undress down to your panties, too exhausted to find your pajamas in the dark room. Lifting the sheets and sliding in next to Joe, he curls his arm around your torso, pulling your back flush against his chest. His warmth envelopes you as your muscles relax into the mattress and into him.

His lips kiss your shoulder before he squeezes you closer. "Finished?" The grogginess of his voice perks your ear. You can never get enough of his deep and gravelly sleepy voice. He feels your body adjust against him, your ass lightly grinding his hard cock.

You reply with a sweet sigh, bringing his hand to your lips for a quick peck. Your aware of him poking your ass, but don't want to bring attention to it if he's too tired. However, the feeling of him right behind you, his body hot and ready to go, won't let you sleep. It isn't until you feel his hips slightly grind into you from behind that you're made aware he can't sleep either.

A soft moan whispers behind your ear at a harder thrust into you. His cock might be awake, but the rest of his body is still half-asleep and he's losing the ability to grind his hips. He flips onto his back, sliding a hand into his boxers to palm at his length. As quiet as he's trying to be, the moans and grunts escaping him can't be tamed. He begins pumping, slowly, to keep his sounds at bay.

You, on the other hand, still lay with your back to him, smiling at his symphony of moans. It wasn't long before you also turn on your back, looking at him with hungry eyes. His hand never ceases the movements giving him pleasure. If anything, it moves faster with your eyes now on him. Your hand dips below the sheets into your panties, finding your bundle and drawing quick circles. Despite the ache in your fingers, the pleasure is welcomed.

Joe pulls the sheets lower off your bodies to get a view of your chest. He licks his lips, looking at you for approval before bending over to suck on your nipple. Your fingers speed up and a moan escapes you, causing him to grip harder on his length. He grunts against your skin, the vibrations sending shockwaves through you.

As wonderful as this is, you're not nearing release, and neither is he. You remove your hand from your underwear, sliding them off and watch as he does the same. In any other situation, you'd be climbing each other by now, but your body's sore. You spit on your hand and find his cock under the sheets, biting your lip as the groan he lets out. One hand fists at the sheets below him as his other moves between your legs.

His middle finger dips between your folds, feeling your juices leaking from you. He circles your clit before sliding back down your entrance. Your hand grips tightly against him, playing at the dip underneath his tip. He hisses, placing his unoccupied hand on top of yours to still the movements. He refuses to come before you, and he was leaning dangerously over the edge.

With the movement on his length paused, he gives his full attention to you, pumping his fingers in and out in a rhythm that has your squirming. He can no longer handle not seeing your cunt swallow his digits, and finally kicks off the sheets covering your bodies. With your nakedness in full view, he continues his motions again, his thumb finding your clit. Your hand begins pumping him again with purpose.

His head is thrown back, eyes shut tight and mouth wide open as he nears his climax. The vein in his throat juts out, and the muscles in his belly grow taut. Your legs shake against his as his movements pick up pace. Your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you finally reached your peak. The white hot pleasure nearly clouding your ability to hear Joe moaning out beside you as droplets of cum splattered your hand and his stomach. You both did your best to keep your hands moving on each other to ride out your orgasms, faltering for a second or two.

You helped each other through your climaxes, his hand stopping your movements on his length when it became too much, and the hand on you pulling his fingers out at the same time. You lay beside each other catching your breaths, feeling the exhaustion seep into your muscles finally.

Joe uses his discarded boxers to clean himself off before pulling the sheets back over your bodies. You flip onto your side again with him right behind you. He throws his arm over your waist and kisses your shoulder. This time, you both find sleep.

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[icallhimjoey]

Midnight kiss with Joseph on New Years

ok babe, so @mybffjoe and i had one of those conversations where we just added onto a fantasy until it quite literally became a full fic and it kind of fit this request, so EVEN THOUGH its not in time for NYE, i hope you enjoy! Wordcount: 2K

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So Unlike Yesterday

part one - part two

"Move in everyone, get in here with me," you called out over the music, held out your arm and saw people move to get their faces into your selfie. You stuck your tongue out, closed your eyes and held the shutter button down to take fifteen pictures in one second.

"Cute!" you called out before you'd even seen the pic.

But it was cute. You in the forefront, pretty, glass of your own weird mixture of alcohol in hand and a gaggle of your girlfriends behind you, all dressed in shimmery sleek outfits.

It was a picture you would absolutely post onto Instagram, but the reason you'd taken it was to send over to your family, your friends - your entire contact list if you were honest. You threw a NYE filter over top, wrote a generic 'happy new year' message underneath and, at 11:40pm, pressed send.

You instantly got replies. Especially your family members were quick to respond.

You also received a pic from a friend who was in the room with you, and it was a pic of you, on your phone. You laughed and gave her the finger. Downed your drink. Threw yourself into the singing that was happening to ABBA's Dancing Queen, until you saw your phone light up again.

Your new boss.

You opened the text and were met by a picture of... people you absolutely didn't know. And they'd absolutely mimicked the picture you'd sent; a guy holding his phone, arm outstretched, tongue out, eyes closed, drink in his other hand. And in the background, other guys, all posed in the same ways your friends had posed, facial expressions and all.

Then three flickering dots.

"Happy new year! Who is this?"

Wrong number.

You'd put your new boss' phone number in manually the day before, for the job you were going to start on Monday, and either your boss was very cool and had great humour, or you'd messed up the number. Probably the latter, as you didn't recognise any of the people in the photo, but you weren't going to risk it.

"did I not just text the coolest boss in the world ever? who will definitely not fire me before I've even started?"

It took a second, and you waited in panic, breath held, palms sweating, which one of your friends noticed.

"What's up?" she asked.

"Wait!" you said, held a finger up as another three flickering dots appeared in your text thread that held a name above it that you hoped so hard didn't match the phone number you had just received a photo from.

Another photo popped up.

The same guy who'd done your pose in the other picture, now just his face up close, nose scrunched up, one eye closed, mouth pulled up into a thin smile.

You sighed, let your shoulders drop, so very relieved. You definitely had just typed in the number wrong and had now texted a random person a photo of you and your friends at a New Years Eve party.

"omg so sorry, wrong number! but cheers!" you replied, and then, turned your phone to let your friend see.

"Shit, that's hilarious!" she said, taking the phone from your hand and showing someone else, zooming in on the pic of the guys, then swiping to have a look at yours.

"Look at this!" your phone got passed around.

You needed another drink, you realised you mouth was dry after that very brief high-stakes scary situation.

"Send back the same pic!" someone suggested when they'd swiped onto the close up selfie of the guy, and before you could even think of doing so, your friend who held your phone exclaimed, "He's typing! He's typing!"

Another pic of the same guy, his phone at a bit of a distance and holding his drink up too close to the camera to have it in focus. He was very clearly drunk. The pic had text attached, "Cheers! What's your poison?"

"Who is he?" someone asked.

"I don't know!" you made a face at your phone as you opened your camera and sent back a pic of your empty glass.

This was fun. You'd had enough to drink to indulge yourself in this weird back and forth for a bit.

Three flickering dots.

"what was in that"

You took a second to look around the room, spotted a friend who still had her glass full and walked over. You held her wrist, got your camera to focus on it and behind it, she ducked her face down into frame and smiled.

Perfect shot. You sent it back, and wrote "apple pie cocktail".

"shit" is all you got in return, and it made you giggle.

You scooped up your empty glass and took it to the kitchen. You really did want another, and the clock was ticking down. It was going to be champagne flutes in a bit, but ten minutes felt too long to be without a drink and having smelled the one your friend was still nursing, you really did fancy another.

Your phone buzzed in your hand before you even got to place your glass down on the kitchen counter.

"looks good, whats in that"

Could you just... Facetime him? Call him and show him? A friend joined you in the kitchen, opened the fridge to fix herself a drink too. "He wants to know what's in an apple pie cocktail," you said, and because she wasn't a mindreader, she started listing all the ingredients.

No, that's not what you meant.

"wait ill show you" you replied in a text and then, because you weren't a total creep, waited half a minute before you Facetimed the person that was listed under your new boss' name in your phone.

He answered immediately.

The room he was in was just as loud as the party you had going, and where you had your camera flipped so he wasn't able to see your face, his face was VERY close to the screen.

"Okay, so," you got straight to business, speaking loudly into your phone to make yourself audible over the music. That's not how technology worked - you could've spoken at a normal volume into the mic and the stranger would've heard you just fine, but you'd been drinking, and this was a weird situation you had found yourself in.

"Glass," you showed your empty glass on the counter.

"Glass!" he repeated after you, and you chuckled. He heard, smiled in return.

"Apple cider." you used your free hand to slide a bottle of Magners into frame.

"Apple cider!"

"Vanilla vodka."

"Vanilla vodka!" he repeated again.

You saw how someone else had joined him, recognised the face as one of the guys who'd imitated one of your friends in the group photo he'd sent. Both their faces were only half in shot, far too close to the phone, very obviously just watching you and not caring about what they looked like to you, what image of themselves they were sending out into the ether.

"What's going on?" the other guy asked.

"She's mixing a drink." you could barely hear them over the music playing at both parties.

"She the one from the photo?"

"Yea, she's hot,"

You pretended you didn't hear that.

"Fireball whisky."

"Fireball whisky!" they repeated in unison now, and made you laugh once more.

"And ice!" you finished, opening the freezer, doing your best to keep it all in frame for them to see as you got an ice tray out.

To actually make the drink, you decided to flip the camera and show yourself. You placed the phone down against the backsplash and showed them how you put the drink together. You'd tapped your own little screen to switch them so you could see what you were doing, to make sure you got it all in frame for them. A friend joined you, bent down to get into frame as she sipped her drink, stared real close at your phone for a second before asking, "Are you live?"

"I'm Facetiming... these, random guys?" you laughed. This was so weird, very random.

"Joe!" he'd heard you.

"I'm Facetiming Joe, making an apple pie - you want one?"

It was all chaotic, you were mixing drinks for you and a friend, talking through it, had people come in and out of the kitchen who started collecting champagne flutes from cabinets because midnight was getting real close now. Joe asked where you were, and you each explained you were at friend's parties, somewhere in London, and you joked, oh my God what if you were at the same one? You saw Joe rush into the kitchen at his party, and you laughed. Or what if you were real close to each other? You were seriously both in London? What a weird coincidence! On Joe's end he was talking to other people too, looking down at his phone, it was mostly the top half of his face and the ceiling that you got to see, but he would laugh, move around a lot and have sips of his drink.

"Ok that's it! Bye!" you said suddenly, finishing the drink, grabbing the phone and bringing your own face more into view.

"Wait!" Joe said before you could hang up on him.

"Taste test!" he requested, and, you weren't lame, so you brought your glass up to your mouth and took a sip as you brought the camera in close.

You could see Joe move in even closer to his phone screen too.

"S'that good?"

You copied him, but moved your phone so close, it was just your mouth showing now.

"Yea it's fucking good."

"Countdown!!" you heard someone yell at Joe's party, and nearly at the same time, you were called into the living room by your friends for the countdown too.

You didn't hang up.

Just took Joe with you as you joined your friends. You saw Joe do the same.

It was all linked arms, or arms draped over each other's shoulders and more people had their phones out, filming, taking pictures and Facetiming the people that hadn't been able to make it. You blended in just fine with Joe. It was just a funny stranger on your phone instead of your mum. Surrounded by your favourite people, buzzed from all the drinks you already had and unable to stop your giddy giggles, this really felt like the best way to ring in the new year.

You started the count down, and you were both shouting numbers into your phones. The friend next to you laughed when she saw what was happening, thought it was so funny too that this random dude was now part of your circle in this moment.

Then, when the clock struck midnight, you both saw how Joe leant in to kiss his phone. You laughed, turned your phone more to show your friend who scrunched up her face, but then reached and pushed your hand that was holding your phone to your face.

You kissed your phone too.

Joe only just managed to catch it as he moved back before you did, and couldn't hold back his own giggles.

"Happy new year!"

"Happy new year!"

Someone handed you a flute of champagne, and you cheersed your glass to your phone before flipping the camera and making your way onto the balcony with everyone else to watch the fireworks.

Joe did the same, except he was out on the street, holding his phone up towards the sky, and in some weird romantic turn of the strangest events that lead up to this moment, you watched fireworks together. Said things like, "Ooh those ones are my favourite," when you saw the specific ones that sparkled after exploding up high in the air, and Joe could've sworn, could have absolutely sworn, just for those specific sparkly fireworks, that you'd both seen the same ones.

You had to be close.

Had to be.

The new year had only just started literal minutes ago, and already, it seemed like the best fucking year yet. Nothing like the year before. So unlike yesterday. Yes, this year was going to be better, Joe thought, as he listened to your marvels through the phone.

Happy fucking new year indeed.

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read part two here!

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[daisydamed]

Joseph Quinn x Actress!Reader

GENRE : kinda fluffy tbh

WARNINGS (?) : alcohol, mention of boobies

WORD COUNT : 3478

Honestly I thought this was going to be a short imagine and this is what happened, I hope it’s not as horrendous as I’ve convinced myself it is lmao

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“So Y/N, you and Joe here have actually worked together before, right?” The woman conducting your interview asked with a smile. She was nice enough, but it had been a long day for you all and it was getting more noticeable in your responses. 

“Yeah, back when I was like twenty or something for a short film,” you responded politely. “It was terrifying, to be quite honest!” 

The group, made up of Gaten, Maya and Joe himself chuckled and the mood lifted a little. 

“You were scared of me?” Joe asked incredulously, brow furrowed slightly and his mouth open in mock shock. You giggled a little. 

“I mean yeah, Dickensian had just been released, I’d binged the whole thing as soon as I could and developed this weird, like, ‘this man will never know I exist’ kind of crush! How is that not scary? It was my first proper role and everything!” The interviewer laughed along with you as you spoke and Gaten turned to you in surprise. 

“I didn’t know you guys had worked together?” He said, his eyes boring into your own. “How did I never know that?” 

“I knew that, I listen when people speak.” Maya had quipped, sending you into laughs again. 

You shrugged in response to Gaten, and glanced toward Joe. His eyes were matching your gaze almost instantly, a smile creasing his face and the tiniest blush hinted on his cheeks. You could get lost in his eyes so quickly, and you had, on multiple occasions. The hot lights in the room didn’t show it well, but you’d seen how the sunlight on set would highlight the different shades of brown within them, on a good day, they’d sparkle with flecks of varying shades of chocolate and deep honey. 

“It actually made it a lot easier to be friendly on set for this show-” He spoke, pulling his gaze from yours to face back to the camera. It had only been a second or so, but you felt you’d been swimming in his sights for minutes. “Having the kind of connection you can only get from the intimacy that comes with the sort of scenes we’d shared previously really does wonders for the relationship our characters had with each other.” 

“Intimacy?” Gaten spun to Joe this time, eyebrows raised. “What do you mean? Oh my god, this is like finding out your sister had a secret boyfriend-” Your face flushed, remembering back to the way Joe’s hands had rested on your bare skin during your previous filming together and you tried to push down the knot tightening in your stomach. 

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“Morning!” You’d called with a false confidence as you walked onto set. The bed was lit by warm stage lights and there were set dressers bouncing around, laying down empty cans of beer. 

The brief for the scene had been just that, brief.

‘Sam and Rory fall into bed together, hands desperate and kissing deeply. Sam removes her shirt and Rory gazes longingly, eyes roaming her now bare chest.’

With it being your first scene of intimacy, you were understandably pretty nervous. You’d stayed in your trailer that morning until the last possible second before making your way to set, anxious to interact with Joe. You knew full well he’d be sweet about it, make it lighthearted and take your mind away from the anxiety, but even after being around him on set for the past month you couldn’t shake the tension it brought to your mind. You were both professionals here, this wasn’t going to mess anything up between you, and he’d done this before, but the rock in your chest hadn’t budged since you’d woken that morning. 

After prepping was complete and the shot was angled, you were both ushered onto set with a call of ‘rolling’. After working with Joe for a couple of weeks, your director had good understanding of your chemistry together and had begun to trust your work, she had been able to gradually decrease the amount of blocking and rehearsal between the two of you, especially for short scenes such as this. 

The pair of you had taken your first positions in the doorway, Joe having already lost his shirt and your hands resting against his bare chest. 

“Sorry if they’re cold.” You had joked, looking up at him. His skin was soft and warm beneath your palms and he’d chuckled lightly. 

“I can manage. You’ll soon warm up.” His voice was low as you waited on ‘action’, and once it was called, it was like there was never tension to begin with. His lips crashed into your own and you moved together in synchronicity. His legs hit the edge of the bed frame as the camera moved around you, and his hands danced across your chest, moving around your body until he grabbed a fistful of the back of your shirt. You pulled back, breathing heavily and eyes full of lust, some of which wasn’t even acting at this point. You gazed down at him, a silent conversation passing between you both before he pulled your shirt over your head. Your bare chest was on display before him and his gaze darkened, eyes roaming across your body. 

“You’re fucking stunning.” He murmured, and though it was unscripted, it fit the moment beautifully. Oh how you had wished it was just the two of you alone with the emotions genuine. His hands dragged across your bare skin, and he looked up at you as you sat straddling him on the bed. 

“Touch me.” You’d whispered down to him, and his hands were on your breasts as your lips met again. His fingertips left trails of fire across your skin and you ground your hips against his, eliciting a moan from him. You felt the rumble of the noise with your hand resting against the side of his neck, thumb on his cheek. He had a few days of stubble and it prickled against the pad of your thumb. 

“Cut there!” Came the call, and someone swooped in with a jacket for you. The mood changed instantly and his hands had lifted from where he’d been pulling you close to him. It left you feeling empty and almost vaguely disappointed at the time, but thinking back on it, you were glad it had been stopped where it had. You weren’t convinced it could've gone any further without becoming some kind of pornography. 

“Fantastic you guys,” The director had spoken, watching the scene back on the small screen in her hands. “I think we got it in one!” You smiled, breathing steadying and you shoved your hands into the pockets of the jacket you'd been given. With a quick glance toward Joe, you saw he’d put his shirt back on and was speaking quietly to one of the ADs. You opened your mouth to speak, but after sharing a small laugh with the man, he’d left the room by the time you’d taken a breath.

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“Dude relax, it was just a job!” You’d laughed at Gaten. “Please do change the subject, I think he’s getting flustered.” 

The interviewer let out a laugh and nodded.

“So Joe, what was the weirdest thing for you with playing Eddie this season?” 

He blew out a breath, considering his answer. “Probably trying to get the balance right between this kind of cocky, goofy, metal guy and this almost smitten sort of teenager. He’s still in school and hasn’t held any kind of relationship outside of that, it’s difficult for him to act his age when he’s surrounded by these kids.” He nudged Gaten’s chair with his foot and stretched out a little, his shirt lifting. You found yourself hoping for a peek of skin between the hem of his shirt and his jeans, but you were disappointed to find it wasn’t there. You moved your eyes away quickly.

“And Maya, how do you think Robin feels about having new female friends this time around? Y/N’s character Sophia seems pretty into her!” Maya shared a laugh with you and cleared her throat a little before speaking. 

“Yeah I bet she’s pretty stoked at having Sophia around now. They have this kind of flirty thing going on, but of course, Vicky is still the main attraction for her. I think she just likes to have support in that respect.” 

The interview continued on and you found your tired mind wandering. Luckily the rest of the questions were directed more towards Maya and Gaten, taking pressure off you. You commented here and there, shared a laugh every now and then, and before you knew it, you were all saying goodbye. The group of you reconvened in the corridor and you sighed at the relief of being out from under the lights. 

“I think I’m gonna go back to my room,” You began, catching the attention of the others. “I fancy a nice long bath, and a nice long drink. Gaten, you obviously cannot partake, sorry bud-” He shrugged. “-But if you guys fancy a drink or whatever let me know? The bath can wait if it’s for alcohol.” 

Joe’s arm brushed against your own as you walked down the corridor to the lifts. With the both of you in short sleeves, the sensation felt borderline electric to you and you shoved your hands into your jean pockets, pulling your arm away. 

“I could go for a drink.” He replied. You turned to look at him, a small smile on your lips. 

“My room or yours then? Maya? You in?” She mumbled something about a headache, eyeing you both ahead of her and waiting for the lift. She nudged Gaten with her elbow as they joined you and muttered something in his direction, they laughed and you blushed again. 

“You’re on the fifth floor, yeah?” Joe’s voice pulled your attention and you realised the lift had arrived. You nodded, following him into the small space and he hit the button with his thumb. The doors began to slide shut, leaving Gaten and Maya behind in the corridor and you called out to them before they closed. 

“See you guys in the morning then?” 

“You will,” Maya called back. “Enjoy your ‘intimacy’!” She added, and you heard Gaten bark out a laugh as the doors bumped shut. 

There was a beat of silence before Joe cleared his throat to speak. 

“Are we being bullied? Is that bullying?” He joked lightly, but there was a tension in his words that you couldn’t put your finger on. 

“At this point, I’m not sure with those two.” You joked back, and you saw him smile in the mirrored doors. It made you feel warm inside and you savoured the feeling as the lift pinged through the levels. It came to a stop on five, and you waited for the doors to open. 

“Come on then, Joseph, I have vodka!” You chirped, breezing out of the doors and over to your door. He waited patiently for you to retrieve your key card, and you could feel that tense energy returning. “Sorry, I know it’s here-” You said, a little flustered and rooting through your purse. “I threw it in on my way down this morning- Ha!” You pulled it out victoriously and swiped it across the pad, door clicking as it unlocked. 

Joe reached out and took the handle, pushing the door open and holding it for you to enter before him. 

“Coke or lemonade?” You had asked after thanking him gently and stepping through the door. 

“Uh-” 

“It's vodka, so you want lemonade.”

“Lemonade then, please?” 

“It was a trick question.” 

“You’re just as sneaky as you used to be, you know?” 

“Damn, I thought I’d gotten sneakier.” 

The energy between you eased slightly and you pulled off your jacket, dropping it over the back of a chair as you entered the kitchenette. You poured two drinks, definitely too strong for the time of day, added ice and turned to hand him one. He was stood closer than you thought and you jumped back a little in surprise, accidentally sloshing your own glass and the liquid seeped down across your top.

“Christ, Joe!” You cried, the liquid making you shiver involuntarily as it made its way down your chest. His eyes widened a little as your black bra came into view through your thin, and now wet, shirt. 

“Shit, I’m sorry Y/N, I didn’t mean to scare you I-” 

You put your drink down on the side and squeezed past him as he stuttered his apology. 

“You scared the shit out of me!” 

“I’m sorry!” He laughed, though it turned into a cough as you peeled your shirt off in front of him. Balling it up, you used the dryer side to wipe the spilt drink from your chest. Noticing his silence, you looked up to see him eyeing you from where he stood, transfixed. 

“It’s nothing you haven’t seen before.” You pointed out, throwing your shirt in the direction of the bathroom. Grabbing a plain tee from your suitcase, you made your way back to the kitchen side and swiped your drink, taking a gulp and wincing slightly as it burned on the way down. Definitely too strong. You held it out to him. 

“Hold this for me?” He nodded, grabbing the drink. There was a mixture of emotions on his face. Surprise, embarrassment, and something you couldn’t quite place. You pulled your shirt over your head and took your drink back gently, your fingers brushing his. 

“Are you ok?” You asked, and he nodded. It was like he’d broken a trance, and he shrugged a little, scooping his own glass from the counter and brushing past you to flop onto the couch. 

You took a seat on your bed and took another sip, the alcohol warming your chest. 

“I was kind of a dick that day.” Joe blurted, and you blinked. 

“What?” 

“The day we made out, I was a dick.” 

“Were you?” You frowned, trying to play it off like nothing, but you knew exactly what he meant. 

“Yeah, I panicked a bit actually. It was a good take, a really good take. You were fantastic, I just panicked because it felt like a lot.” He spoke slowly, considering his words. There was a faint blush on his cheeks again and you sat up a little, turning your body to face him. His arm rested across the back of the cushions, the other casually across his knee. Your eyes fixed on his hand, holding his glass. His hands were so soft that day, and you found yourself wondering if they still were.

“I’m sorry if it was bad,” You began, but he quickly cut you off. 

“It wasn’t bad, Y/N. That was kind of the issue, I think.” 

“Issue?” Confusion was evident in your tone and he looked over at you, dragging his eyes from the carpet to fix on your own. 

He laughed a little, though it wasn’t totally genuine. The noise that escaped his lips had been for another reason. To cover his embarrassment. 

“I had to leave, that day, and I know I seemed like a total bastard for just walking out… It was just that it- You had-” He sighed, frustrated, and took a drink. “I wasn’t decent.” He finished, laughing again. The chuckle fell from his lips, and he ran his free hand over his face. “You got to me and I didn’t know how else to deal with the uh, situation.” 

You remembered back to his low conversation with the AD, their shared laughter before he'd walked out. Oh. OH. 

The laugh bubbled out of you before you could stop it, and before you knew it, the pair of you were laughing together, properly laughing, the emotion welling up and spilling over. 

“I’m- I’m so sorry!” You laughed, and he had to put his drink down to stop it from sloshing over the edge of the glass. 

“I never knew that, oh my god.” You’d managed, and he gestured dramatically.

“I couldn’t control it! You just got to me, it was some magical bullshit you pulled.” He sighed, the giggles fading. The tone in the room was lighter now, a slight buzz between the both of you as you continued sipping your drinks. A small wave of courage overtook you and you blurted the words before you thought about how they’d sound. 

“I was a bit sad we only got one take of it.” The words came out lightly, the implications going over your head. “I would've happily gone for round two, you know.”

There was a pause before he responded. 

“I think I would’ve liked that.” 

Another pause.

“I wish Sophia and Eddie could’ve made out.” You said, and the words suddenly felt heavy once they were out. You held your breath, and it felt like hours before his reply came. You flopped back onto the bed, your eyes fixed on the ceiling, heart beating hard in your chest. 

“They still could.” 

“The script isn’t even finished. It’ll be ages before we film again. What if I lose my ‘magic bullshit’?” 

You heard him chuckle a little. 

“I’m pretty sure it’s still there, Y/N.” 

“I could still get you?” 

“Y/N, you already have me.” 

His voice was quiet now, and you frowned. What? Sitting up, you looked over to the couch, seeing him sitting forward, elbows resting on his knees and head dropped down. His eyes were fixed on the carpet again. There was a very faint smile on his lips. 

“I do?” You asked quietly, and he nodded slowly. He still wouldn't look at you. 

“I used to think about it a lot, how your lips felt against mine… I couldn’t figure out afterwards whether it had just been acting or if you’d felt it too. Drove me crazy. Then after, we’d had scenes apart from each other, wrapped a week later and then didn’t see you for ages. I just pushed it out of my mind. Auditioned for this, got cast, came over for filming and then there you were again. It was like being hit by a car.” He blew out a breath. 

“Like, a Smart car? Or like a taxi?” You tried to joke.

“It was like being hit by a fucking bus.” 

“Oh.” 

“Yeah.” 

A few minutes passed by quietly as Joe’s confession stayed in the air. You breathed in deeply, holding it for a second before releasing, and pushed yourself up off the bed. Your feet were quiet against the carpeted floor as you made your way over to the sofa, stopping to stand in front of him.

“We could always just… pick up where we left off..?” The proposal hung between you. He looked up at you and you just about melted. A small curl had come loose and hung down over his forehead and his eyes met yours.

“Where we left off?” 

You nodded, reaching a hand out towards him. He hesitated for a second before his skin met yours. The tips of his fingers brushed against your own before he took your hand and stood. He swallowed thickly, now looking down a little from his height to keep his eyes on yours. 

“I think I’d need a refresher of the scene…” He smiled as though he was joking, but his eyes had darkened and his tongue darted out to wet his lips. You looked up at him, pulling his hand round and placing it against your lower back.

“Well, I’m fairly sure you didn’t have this on.” Your voice was quiet but strong as you pulled at his shirt. He smiled down at you before removing his hand and pulling his shirt off over his head, dropping it to the floor. His hands, both this time, went back to pull you closer by your waist and he chuckled.

“You next?”

“That was your job.”

A single heartbeat passed before his lips met yours, hungry and searching. You moaned in surprise and want, your hands wrapping around his back and pressing against his skin, just as soft and beautiful as you had remembered. He pulled back a little, but stayed close enough that his nose was brushing yours as he spoke against your lips. 

“Tell me if this stops being ok, ok?” He asked, eyes searching yours for even a hint of concern.

“Joe, this is more than ok.” You said, before crashing your lips against his again. His hands roamed your body and he backed up a little.

His legs hit the edge of the bed and he fell onto his back. You moved to straddle him as his hands searched for the hem of your shirt, and he found it. He broke the kiss to pull it up and over your head…

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Drunk Snuggles

Eddie Munson X Fem!Reader

Summary : Eddie gets a little drunk at a party and wants to cuddle his girlfriend.

Word Count : 1.7K

Warnings : mentions of alcohol, Eddie getting a little sad, it’s angsty for like a second, major fluff, fluffy Eds, none sexual nakedness, use of Y/N, pet names, not proof read.

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Laughing as you spoke to Robin, you could feel the music thumping around the room. You were at a house party, it wasn’t something you did a lot but you felt like it.

“I think our peace is going to be disturbed,” Robin said, motioning to somewhere behind you. Turning you saw your other friend Steve Harrington, he looked flushed in his face.

When he reached you he spoke, “You need to come deal with your boy, he’s something else with booze in his system.”

“Where is he?” You asked.

“The garden, I left him on a lounger.”

You nodded and headed through the crowd of dancing bodies to get to the back door. It was much quieter out there, not many people. A few were smoking and others making out.

The curly haired boy lay on a lounger, staring up at the sky. An almost empty bottle of beer loosely hanging from his hand. Making your way to him you could only smile.

“Hey,” you spoke softly, to not make him jump. Hearing your voice he shot up, “Hey!” Attempting to stand and make his way to you, he cackled as he wobbly, nearly falling flat on his face.

You quickly grabbed him, ensuring that he stayed up right. “Careful Eds,” you said, holding him by the waist. Giving you a goofy grin, he sighed, “You’re so beautiful, where did you go?”

“Just talking to Robin babe, I did tell you.”

“Yeah but you were gone agessss,” he whined, lips falling into a pout. “20 minutes isn’t ages.”

“It is, my favourite girl left me for 20 whole minutes, that’s like … a million seconds!”

“A million?”

“Mhm,” he nodded.

“Well I’m back now.”

“Yeah,” he smiled again, hugging you tightly.

You hadn’t seen Eddie get drunk too many times, but on the few occasions you did, you noticed he became a lot more touchy than usual.

“Love you so much,” he slurred.

“I love you too.”

“Yeah?” He asked, pulling away to look at your face. “Yeah, I love you.” He laughed, shyly hiding his face, in your neck.

“What’s funny?” You asked.

“The prettiest girl in the whole of Hawkins .. in the whole world … the whole universe! Loves me, Eddie Munson. Who’d have thought,” he rambled on.

“How much have you had to drink pretty one?”

“Just a couple.”

“Mhm. Sure you did. Should’ve kept an eye on you.”

“I’m sorry, are you mad at me?” He asked, eyes almost teary when he looked at you.

“Oh no,” you said, softly stroking his face, “I’m glad you’re having fun.”

“Mhm, I was. But then you left me! Then Steve said he’d find you, tell you to come and see me if I promised to stay on the lounger.”

“And here I am,” you smiled.

“Mhm! You found me!”

“Course I did, can’t lose my favourite boy can I?”

“I’m your favourite boy?” He asked, tilting his head like a puppy. “Yeah baby, you’re my favourite person.”

His face flushed at that, gosh he was so cute. “Could we maybe go home now though?” He asked.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah I just-” he mumbled something into your neck.

You laughed, “Pretty one I can’t hear you when you talk there, tell me what you said.”

“I wanna … go home and cuddle.”

“You wanna cuddle?”

“So bad,” he said softly, head resting on your shoulder.

“We can do that, let’s go say goodbye and then I’ll drive us home.”

“Home?”

“The trailer Eds.”

“It’s your home?”

“Wherever you are is my home Eddie.”

He looked like he was about to burst into tears, but instead he held the sides of your face and planted a kiss on your mouth. “Love you so much.”

“Love you too baby.”

You unwinded your arms from his waist and took his hand, “Lets go say bye then.” Walking back into the party you saw your friends.

They waved at you as you made your way over, a stumbling Eddie behind you. “Careful,” you said, to which he just laughed.

You hugged Nancy, Steve, Robin and Jonathan goodbye. Making sure they all had ways to get home safe, feeling Eddie almost tugging you towards the door.

“Good luck with him tonight Y/L/N,” Steve said. “Thanks Harrington, see you guys later.”

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When you arrived at the car, you helped Eddie in as he had turned into bambi on ice. No idea how to control his long limbs. “Steady babe, mind your head,” you said, placing your hand on his curls and he got into your car.

He pulled his legs in and sighed as he leaned back against the leather seat. Leaning over to do his seatbelt, he pecked your cheek. Once. Twice. Three times.

“Comfy?” He nodded, you smiled. Shutting the door and climbing to your side, repeating the same actions as Eddie had done, you began your drive to Eddies.

The car was quiet, only the rumbling of the engine making a sound. Whilst you changed gears you felt another hand on yours, Eddie linking your fingers. “You okay?”

“Miss you.”

“Sweet boy I’m right here,” you chuckled.

“Not close enough.”

“Well we can be close and cuddle as soon as we get in and ready for bed okay?”

“Mhm. How longs it gonna take?”

“‘Bout 5 minutes Eds.”

Letting out an audible whine, you looked over at your boyfriend. “What?”

“Too long.”

“You’ll be okay. You’ve got my hand and we can talk.”

“What about?”

“Anything.”

He let out a sigh, thinking of something to say. “Can I ask a question?”

“Sure, go for it babe.”

“Why me?”

“Why you what?” You furrowed your brows, not understanding what he meant.

“Why would you want to be with me?”

“Why wouldn’t I? You’re kind, and funny, and a great friend. I love spending time with you. You make me happy, and laugh so much. You’re a beautiful souls Eddie.”

You heard him sniffle. Pulling into the trailer park, Eddie hadn’t spoke since your little speech. “Here we go Pretty one, we’re home.”

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Turning off the car and climbing out you walked round to help Eddie, finding him tearing up. “Hey, what’s wrong?” You asked, stroking his face.

“You just said … such nice things!” He cried out, “ so nice and I just love you and you love me and it’s just nice.”

“Oh baby, come on let’s get in. You need some cuddles huh?”

He nodded, rubbing his face and taking your hands to get out the car. Locking it, you walked into the trailer. Wayne was lay on the couch watching a show.

“Hey kids how was the party?” He asked.

“It was good we had fun,” you smiled at the older man. “Good I’m glad, have you eaten?” He questioned.

“Baby,” Eddie whined in your ear, arms wrapping around you from behind. “Yeah, there were snacks and stuff so we’re good. Thank you though.” He hummed at you.

“I assume he’s drunk a bit?” Nodding to Eddie. “Yeah, I’m gonna get him to bed.”

“Call if you need anything Sweetheart.”

“Will do. Say night Eds.”

“Night Pops.”

“Night Son, don’t give her any trouble.”

“Would never!”

You laughed, “Come on Pretty one let’s go to bed.”

“For cuddles?”

“Mhm cuddles, let’s go.” Eddie dragged you to his room, throwing the door open. Falling over his bed to turn on his lamp.

“Be careful!” You said, shutting the door behind you. “‘M okay.”

“Come on, let’s get changed.” You went to his draws grabbing some plaid pants, handing them to him.

Taking out one of his old shirts and some shorts for yourself, you went to him. “You want some help?” You asked.

“Please.”

“Okay Sweet Boy, shoes first, can you take your rings off for me?”

“‘Mkay.”

Undoing his laces and pulling his shoes from his feet, you placed them by his others, sliding off your own. “Done it,” he said, passing you his many rings, you placed them on the top of his dresser, yours once again being placed next to them.

“Okay jacket and shirt next,” you helped him get his arms out and his head out of his shirt, throwing them to the washing bin in his room. “Want a shirt? Or just bottoms?”

“Bottoms.”

“Okay pretty one, let’s get you out of your jeans then.”

You undid his belt as his hands didn’t want to listen to his head, along with the button and zipper. Sliding them off his legs, “Want to keep your underwear on?”

“No.”

“Can I do it?”

“Mhm. Never have to ask.”

“That’s sweet babe, but I do. Let’s get em off.” You’d seen Eddie naked plenty of times, not always in a sexual manor, well actually it was less sexual that it was sweet moments.

You’d shower together just because, washing each others hair sweetly, you’d lay together, bare just to be close. He liked skin on skin you’d learned. Comforted him.

“Can you put these on so I can get changed?” You asked.

“Mhm.” He quietly took the pants off you and began to slide his feet in. Sliding off you jacket and top you slid into his. Doing the same with your own jeans, getting into your shorts.

Placing them in the hamper, you opened another draw, pulling out some wipes. You cleaned your face off in front of the mirror. Looking in it you saw Eddie watching you, now in his pyjamas.

“Beautiful,” he said.

“Hm?”

“You’re beautiful.”

“So are you.” He flushed again, dropping onto the bed and chuckling into his hands. You couldn’t help but grin, wiping off any remaining mascara and threw the wipe into the trash.

“Come on then let’s cuddle.” Shuffling up the bed, you both climbed under the blanket. Turing off the light, Eddie rested his head on your chest, wild curls everywhere. “You want me to tie it up?” You asked.

“Can you play with it?” Sleep evident in his voice.

“Sure thing.” Fingers running through his curls, his arm wrapped around your face and he snuggled into your chest. “I love you Y/N.”

“I love you too Pretty, now get some sleep.”

“‘Mkay.”

Kissing the top of his head, he hummed, soon drifting off into dreamland. You following behind not far after, the sound of Wayne’s show playing quietly filling the darkness.

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Don't mind me, just writing my morning Christmas Eve horny thoughts down 💀

Under 18's DNI.

It was quite obviously the middle of the night, the darkness surrounded you tucked up in bed with your boyfriend. You stirred from the sound of muffled whimpers beside you, the slight sound of movement beneath the quilt. Keeping your eyes shut and listening for a minute, you hear what seems to be spit being lathered onto the length of Joe's cock, he smoothers it down from the base and upward making his body tense up, a slight hitch of a moan loudly erupts from his throat and your eyes shoot open as you start to feel the way his fist pumps slowly up and down. Fuck.

You're turned on your side facing him so you edge forward so your mouth's inches away from his ear. "You need some help baby?" You whispered in a low, seductive tone. Joe could feel your presence, a smirk falling onto his features as he felt your hand creep over his, enveloping around his fingers, moving with him. "I d-didn't want to wake you and I couldn't stop thinking about the way your tight little cunt feels when I fuck you." Joe muttered, the deep resonance of his voice showed he had been asleep, but had clearly woke up with a stiff and incredibly hard erection, fantasising about you.

"Let me touch you." Joe's hand instantly released his shaft into yours, you spat onto your hand quickly and mixed your spit into his, skimming your finger tip over his leaking head, Joe bit down on his lip, crumbling underneath the soft touch. "Fuck Y/N, yeah touch me like that."

Your fist now gripped around his length, feeling every vein popping out, enjoying the way his hardness twitched in your contact. Jerking his cock in a swift, fast motion. You stopped. "B-baby don't stop."

"I'm not." You exited downward, the sheets devouring you as you took the tip of his cock between your lips, sucking harshly, making his hips buck up and a couple more inches entering your mouth.

"Mmm, you're such a naughty girl, suck my cock for me." Joe's head fell backward, his eyes rolling, his mouth gaping open as you didn't waste a moment in taking every inch of him inside, his hand grabbed your hair, pushing it up into a ponytail whilst saliva leaked out of the corners of your mouth, the moment you felt the tip hit your tonsils, your choking noises cloaked from the bed covers, the movement of your head sliding up and down. You moved down to his balls, caressing them with your tongue, nibbling on the loose skin and taking them one by one in your mouth, sucking rampantly and slipping them out with a pop sound.

Licking a stripe up from the base and back to the tip, Joe could barely hold on not a few minutes longer. "Let me fuck that slutty little mouth, my cock's aching to cum down that throat of yours. You want my cum baby?"

You smiled against his tip, your lips brushing and he could feel you nodding slightly. "Good fucking girl, open your mouth wide."

You did just as he said and his hand pushed you downward in one fell swoop, your eyes watered as he took you to your limit, gagging against the base of his cock, your tongue lapping around it, Joe's moans were flying everywhere which made you hum with your mouth full. "Yes, yes, yes. Take my cock, take my fucking cock."

His hips thrusted upward, deepthroating you only once more until his cock began to spew pools of cum into your mouth, trickling down your throat as you swallowed the lot, his hand releasing you whilst you rid him through his high, his body spasming, toes curling and within the darkness, Joe could see stars in his vision.

You came back up to where you previously lay. "Thank you my love." His lips found yours amongst the pitch black, tasting the saltiness on your tongue, his cock softening yet still throbbing from the intensity of the orgasm you unleashed upon him.

"Turn over, I need my little spoon." Joe moved his arms around you, caging you to him, a slight sigh of contentment fell from his mouth, he could go back to sleep happily knowing that when he woke again, his cock would probably be buried inside your cunt, fucking up into your walls fast and erratically, hearing the memory of your moans as you attacked his neck when he leaned down to thrust hard, he'd let his imagination begin to run wild once again until that moment came.

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Eddie Munson and Uncle Wayne Things

Some of my head cannons of Eddie and his Uncles relationship and your relationship when dating Eddie 😊 I got the idea from a post by @dunadain​Eddie and Wayne Head cannons Part 2​

🤘After a late night shift at work Wayne will come home so tired that he falls asleep on the couch. When Eddie comes out for a late night snack he will see his Uncle. Eddie will carefully take of his shoes and find a clean blanket to lay over him while whispering “You work too hard old man”

🤘You come over so often that Wayne makes you a key for the trailer. Eddie forgets his a lot and ”You’re a good influence on Eddie so come over anytime”

🤘On the weekend when Corroded Coffin performs you and Wayne will go watch Eddie perform. Inbetween songs Wayne tells you how he had to work two jobs to save up and buy Eddie's guitar. 

🤘Eddie takes you to the store so you can help him pick out a new mug for his Uncle. He is stuck between the D20 mug and a Garfield mug “Eddie I don't think your Uncle likes D&D” he gets the Garfield mug even though he’s just a stupid cat (according to Eddie)

🤘For Christmas Eddie’s Uncle gets him a D20 mug 🥺

🤘Cooking dinner for Eddie while Wayne is at work. Saving a plate for him when he get’s home leaving a note of the fridge Food in the fridge, enjoy Mr. Munson!

🤘”You can just call me Wayne sweetheart” 

🤘Wayne cuts Eddie’s hair and you watch from the living room as they use a spare chair in the kitchen. Eddie will have his arms crossed “What do you even know about hair you’re practically bald. You’re gonna mess it up and it’ll look like shit”

Wayne flicks Eddie in the back of the head “Be quiet boy. You’d be handsome with any haircut” Eddie’s cheeks turn red as he sits up straighter. “Y/N you want me to cut yours too?”

🤘After you and Eddie have dated for a while Wayne will have you both sit at the table with him and try to give you a ‘sex talk’ Eddie just laughs the entire time. (Wayne leaves a box of condoms on Eddie’s bed)

🤘”Eddie! They’re a keeper so don't be stupid.”

🤘You help Eddie study so he is no longer failing English. When he gets an A on his paper he show’s Wayne who immediately pulls him into a hug “That’s my boy! You’ll graduate in no time!”

🤘Eddie gives his Uncle a Hellfire Club shirt 

🤘Wayne tells you stories about Eddie from when he was younger to embarrass him. Eddie will literally pout “Wayne I don't think Y/N wants to hear it” you’ll sit next to Wayne “Yes I do”

Eddie goes to his room while you and Wayne talk about Eddie. He will pull out old photo albums and talk about how much his boy has grown. And although he’s not the best Eddies greater than he ever imagined. 

🤘Occasionally Eddie smokes cigarettes with his Uncle at the picnic table and they’ll end up sitting for hours talking with each other

🤘Wayne’s love language is acts of service and gift giving. So he will do Eddie’s laundry, build him a new table for D&D, buys Eddie cassettes of his favorite bands. Wayne will check your oil whenever you drive over, get you new shoes because yours had a hole in them, build you a bookcase.

🤘Wayne leaves notes for Eddie when he has to leave really early for work. Eddie keeps all of them! Keeps one in his drug box that says I’ll be home late kid stay safe I love you

🤘Wayne always ask you about Eddie and what he is up to. Ask you to keep an eye on him because “Eddie is a good kid but sometimes he just gets into trouble.”

🤘During a smoke sesh you and Eddie will talk about people who inspire you. Of course Eddie says a few big metal names and then finishes with his Uncle. Talks about how he is the hardest working man he knows and makes Eddie proud to be a Munson.

🤘Wayne has his cap and gown from graduation saved in a box tucked away in his closet so that Eddie can wear it when he graduates.

🤘On the weekends after Eddie performs his Uncle will take you to a local dinner. Where Eddie stuffs his face with cheap cheeseburgers and his Uncle pokes fun when you and Eddie share a milkshake together. 

🤘When his Uncle is sleeping Eddie will add some money (his drug money) to his wallet because he refuses to accept money from Eddie and insist he spend it on you or himself. 

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Eddie Munson x Fem!OlderSinclaire reader

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Eddie had been your best friend for as long as you could remember, practically joined at the hip, so much so that it was uncommon to see you apart, until recently. With the cracks of your steadily crumbling friendship beginning to show, questions naturally arose from both your parents and peers. 

What you refused to tell anyone was the real reason behind this break, constantly spewing excuse after excuse when anyone broached the topic. It was unlikely anyone would hear what actually went down, with Eddie probably far too embarrassed to explain that you, his best friend was in love with him, and you mortified for even thinking he could feel the same.

In fact just thinking about it months later, your cheeks still burned with a mixture of hurt and rage, picturing the night you’d all but spilled your guts while he sat there half heartedly shrugging at your confession like you meant nothing to him at all. 

Poor Lucas had attempted to console you but was met with a cold pillow to the face the moment he entered your bedroom, quickly deciding it wasn’t worth possibly losing his head over some ‘girl drama’, or so he thought. However, it was also just your luck that the following morning he’d not only told Mike and Dustin but the entire Hellfire group, Eddie included.

For a while after the whole debacle you’d tried to remain just best friends with Eddie, truly believing that if he wasn’t interested in you romantically you could still salvage the friendship although, that proved more difficult than ever.

Which led you to now where you were stuck between the awkward and depressing limbo of wanting more but trying desperately to get over you know who, in an effort to go back to how it was before, if that was even possible. 

Poking around at the food in front of you as your family chatted happily about their day, zoning in and out of conversation had become the new norm. The numbness taking over once more until Lucas had let it slip that Eddie had a date with none other than Chrissy Cunningham, Hawkin’s princess. 

Of course he did, you’d thought. The bitterness beginning to take over as you thought of the numerous reasons Eddie would never be attracted to you and how you’d ruined everything. Excusing yourself from the table and going straight to bed, not that you’d be getting any sleep.

If only you’d kept your stupid mouth shut.

You weren’t sure how long had passed until the faint knock of the door echoed through the room, followed by the creak of the worn down door. “Hey y/n, I was thinking we could have a spa night this weekend if you’re up for it? You know how mom used to do when we were younger?” Erica shifted somewhat nervously. It was clear she didn’t want to anger you, with your mood changing faster than the wether nowadays, likely confused how the once close family dynamic had become to distant. 

Guilt weighed heavy against your chest, the urge to decline and simply wallow, outweighing a possibly fun and equally horrendous sister night. Desperate to think of an excuse but deciding to agree anyway for her sake. It wasn’t like you had anything planned either way, with Lucas and your parents going on date. 

The bonus was she might actually succeed with killing you this time, if her cooking was the still as you remembered.

—- 

Eddie knew it was wrong as soon as the thought entered his head, he just couldn’t understand how you could tolerate let alone be in love with him. Hell he’d be lying if he tried to deny the feelings he felt, yet he still choose to play the fool. He hadn’t anticipated the fallout would be quite this bad, with you avoiding him for the most part or pretending for his sake the confession was in the past and to be forgotten, and his conflicted feelings making him temperamental, for lack of a better word he well and truly was fucked.

How was he supposed to rely on you to protect his heart if he couldn’t do the same for you? So used to being the other person in any given situation, this was all new. Hell he’d have studied for this moment if it meant he’d have an answer with how to move forward, alas that wasn’t coming anytime soon.

Trudging up to the van like usual unaware that someone was following him until the crinkle of a snack wrapper sounded from behind, stopping him in his tracks.

 “Sinclair I know you’re there” Eddie had called before turning around to meet the sheepish grin on Lucas’ face.

“How did you know it was me?” The boy had sighed, munching away on his favourite snack bar which coincidentally was also yours. 

“Well apart from the obnoxiously loud noise you made opening that.” He’d pointed at the half eaten food “I also happen to know there y/n’s favourite and they’re the most annoying thing ever, especially when trying to plan a campaign.”

“Well anyway I need you to come to my house tomorrow evening.” Ignoring Eddie and continuing “and before you ask she’s not going to be home so don’t worry about that, she’s got a date.” He trailed off, watching something in the distance

“I wasn’t worried but okay…” Eddie muttered watching as Lucas suddenly ran off shouting at what he assumed to be the others to wait up for him

—-

Getting into your pyjamas and heading downstairs to see what chaos Erica was cooking up, literally, you hadn’t expected to be met with the person you’d been trying to forget, or at least just for one evening. 

“What are you doing here?” Looking around the otherwise empty kitchen confused “you’re supposed to be on a date?” You questioned

“No you’re supposed to be on a date.” Eddie echoed back as the sound of chairs dragging against the hardwood floor grew closer. 

“Neither of you are on a date but you are locked in, so sort whatever it is going on between you out now!” Your younger siblings shouted, clearly having planned tonight.

“By the way I know you both love each other so just admit it already.” Erica added, earning a thump before it grew quiet again. 

Unsure of how to comprehend her words, you simply pulled up a chair and sat down. You definitely weren’t going to start the conversation, hurt enough over the first time you’d talked argued about ‘this’.

“Look I’m just going to get straight to the point. I lied.” Eddie started, pulling up a chair near you and sitting “I do love-” the hesitation was enough to send you reeling, the urge to simply run, scratching away at your insides. 

“Fuck” he was pacing now “I’ve never said these words to anyone but I love you.” Breathing out without hesitation this time. “I know I’ve been shit at showing it and I don’t expect you to forgive me for lying and hurting you but when I heard you were going on a date something changed.” Now still and silent once again as he got down and looked at you for real this time.

“I lied because I thought you could do better than me. I mean I’m still in high school, barley passing and you’re in college with your whole life ahead of you. It wouldn’t be fair for me to hold you back, you know that.” 

“Eddie what the hell?!” You weren’t sure if you wanted to scream or cry at how dense he could be, you’d probably end up doing both “I don’t care about that shit, we’ve been friends for years and you didn’t think to at least talk to me about this?”

“You know I love you and you let me think you were basically disgusted at me?” Pausing as you pondered on your next words. “Don’t answer that.” 

Where words failed, actions came into hand. Leaning over and pressing your lips against his, savouring the faint taste of mint and tobacco that lingered, while cupping his cheeks between your hands. Now that you’d started you weren’t sure you could stop, understanding now what it means to be intoxicated by someone. 

Gasping for breath between kisses and hands grabbing at each other while the room grew hotter until you were startled by a bang.

“Hey! We’re still here you know.” Lucas shouted “also I’m still mad that you like him” It was now Erica’s turn to slap him playfully, prompting a spat between the two over who’d genius plan this was. Honestly you couldn’t care less now that you had Eddie back.

Little did you know that it was thanks to both Lucas and Erica meddling for this Valentine’s miracle. Although, that was an argument for another day. Erica insisting she knew was the head of operation Valentines.

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