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Summer breeze
Rockstar!Eddie Munson x fem!Reader
Summary: You and Eddie haven't been around each other in a long time since he's been on tour. When he gets back, he decides to take you on vacation.
Warnings: smut, slight angst, hurt/comfort. Established relationships, unprotected sex, and use of safe word. Mild choking. Aftercare. Eddie is a sweet boy in this. No use of y/n, nicknames used (baby, sweetheart, and good girl)
Word count:3.1k
A/n: Not proofread. Please ignore any mistakes. Divider by me. Please comment and reblog to show support. I'm reposting because some parts were missing.
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Somtime early morning in Palm Springs.
You awoke to a nice summer breeze on your skin, and your boyfriends arm slumped over your waist. His mouth slightly opened as he whistled a small snore in your ear. You smile to yourself as you watch the sunrise through the sheer white curtains of your hotel room.
Eddie had just gotten back from a very extended tour with Corroded Coffin. This was the first time both of you were away from each other for months and months on end. Most of the time, he'd fly you out to visit him. Since you started up your own business, that wasn't possible this time round.
The two of you agreed that once the extensive tour was over, you would take time off from your work and go on a little vacation together. A much needed break for the both of you. Eddie made sure you knew how much he missed you. Almost every night for over half a year, he'd call you before bed. Sometimes, you would fall asleep with each other on the other line.
Now, here you finally were snuggled up with him as you watched the sunrise. You wanted to wake him up so bad and begin your day sightseeing or lounging by the pool. You glance over your shoulder at him while he sleeps. His hair is wildly spread across the pillow as his various chains around his neck were all tangled up. He looked so peaceful that you couldn't wake him just yet. This was probably the first time he actually slept through the night since leaving on tour.
Carefully removing his arm from your waist and easing yourself out of bed. Tip toeing to the bathroom as you did but not before almost tripping on his discarded jeans next to the bed. Quickly looking up at him, you curse quietly to yourself. He's still sprawled out on the bed, snoring away, or so you thought.
"Hey, where are you going?" His low raspy voice calls out for you. You giggled at his sleepy voice that he hates so much.
His eyes are still heavy from sleep, and his hair is even wilder than you thought. He lets out a low groan as he stretches. His joints popping loudly
"I'm just going to get ready." Shaking his had he pulls the covers back slapping the mattress.
"Nuh uh c'mere." He motioned for you to get back in bed. a boyish grin spreading across his face. You can't even see his eyes from the mess of his bangs hanging lower than last time you saw him.
You thought about it for a moment and decided to rejoin him in bed. You ran and jumped back under the covers, laughing while he wrapped his arms around your body.
The pair of you missed being cuddled up in eachothers arms. This vacation is going to be two weeks long, and there is plenty of time to explore your surroundings. Staying in bed for a few more hours wouldn't kill you.
Around 1 p.m., your alarm rang.
You woke up again to the cool breeze on your skin. Only this time, you were alone, no sight of Eddie anywhere. Frowning, you remembered he did have a few meetings he had to do on your first couple of days here. Not knowing how long they would be. You gaze at his pillow, seeing a tiny daisy left there for you with a little note.
"I'm sorry I couldn't be there to see you wake up. I have some business to take care of. then after I'm all yours. - Eddie."
You smiled, reading the note and smelling the flower he left for you. You hurriedly got out of bed. you decided maybe visiting the hotel pool would be a nice way to relax until he got back. You ran and put on your bikini, packing your tote back with the essentials you'll need.
Spending the next couple of hours down by the pool lounging got boring after a while. You tried reading and listening to your Walkman. Nothing seemed to help cure it. The only thing on your mind was Eddie.
How you missed the way he would hold you. His dumb jokes he'd wake you up in the middle of the night to tell you. You missed his smell and how soft his lips were against your skin. How he carefully took his time with you. The way he'd make you cum over and over again. You needed him. That longing feeling taking over you has become too overwhelming. Nearly to the point you're on the verge of tears.
You just want him. All of him.
Jumping up from the beach chair, you hurriedly make your way back to the hotel room. You practically run through the lobby to the elevator, hoping he's there by now. Much to your surprise, he is, and a sigh escapes your mouth when you see him. He's standing by the couch in the living area, taking a puff of his cigarette. He notices you staring at him and smirks before looking you up and down.
Licking his lips, "Hey baby, what you been up to?" His voice low and sultry.
"Just waiting for you to get back, so I decided to go to the pool." You pointed over your shoulder.
He hums as he takes another drag of his cigarette. There is so much sexual tension growing thicker between you two. The way he keeps looking you up and down while he smokes, practically eye fucking you. You try to make small talk with him, but he just keeps staring you down. Almost like a predator hunting for its prey. The thought sends a shiver of excitement down your spine.
"C'mere baby." He motions for over for you to come closer.
You do as you're told and go to him. He bites his lower lip and puts out the rest of his cigarette. He pulls you in even closer to him and wraps his arms around your middle. Bringing his hands down to your ass, squeezing softly, giving it a light few taps.
"When did you get this little thing?" He took one of his hands away from your ass to tug at your bikini top.
You look down, "I've always had it."
"Hmm, have you?" Eddie eyebrows raised in amusement. His playful tapping turning into a harsher grip.
All you could do was nod, feeling the wetness pooling between your legs.
Eddie leans down closer to your ear.You bite your lower lip and gasp when you feel him grip your ass painfully tighter. You grasp onto his shoulders for leverage, trying not to stumble as you're practically on your tip toes now. You let out a small whimper, and he loosens his grip on you. Eddie hooks a finger under your chin, making you look up at him. His eyes blown out with lust.
"Lets go to bed." His voice is deep and husky by your ear.
Nodding your head again slowly as your mind struggles to form any words.
You swallow dryly. "Okay."
Eddie takes you by the hand and leads you to the bedroom. The sun is setting now, giving it a nice orange glow. You stand before him as he gazes down at you. You look up at him, waiting for his next move.
He reaches behind you and pulls the strings to your bikini top slowly, letting it fall to the floor. Your nipples harden instantly as the cool air hits them. You move your arms to cover yourself, but he stops you.
"Don't hide from me." Eddie gently commanded.
You listen, moving your arms back down. He goes to undo your bikini bottoms, letting them fall to the floor with your top.
He mumbled rubbing his hard cock over his jeans, "You're so goddamm sexy."
Eddie sits back on the bed, bringing you to straddle him. Your lips instantly attacking his in a feverish kiss. He tastes like cigarettes and mint. you can almost cry at how much you've missed his taste. You begin grinding against him, your clit rubbing on his prominent buldge straining in his jeans. Rubbing yourself on him back and forth, a moan escapes your lips. You've been waiting so long to have him, and now he's here. Removing his mouth from yours, he kisses down your jaw and neck.
"I need you, now." Your voice is coming out much needier than you expected.
"Lay back for me, sweetheart." His husky voice mumbled against your throat. "Be a good girl."
You look at him, licking your lips."I'm always your good girl."
"You sure are, baby." He chuckled at your response, knowing how much you loved it when he called you that."You suuuuure are." He drawls.
Eddie didn't hesitate after that. Hearing you beg for him made his cock rock hard. he couldn't wait to bury it deep inside you. He quickly strips himself of every piece of clothing he had on. His cock springing free when yanks down his boxers. You move up closer to the headboard, laying back against the soft pillows. He makes his way up the bed, crawling his way to you.
He settles himself in between your legs, and you spread them open wider for him. He strokes his cock up and down a few times, pumping it lazily. Your breathing becomes heavy with anticipation. His cock has always been intimidatingly big. Eddie always made sure to get you nice and warmed up before taking him. This time, though, he didn't do much of that. There was no foreplay. you didn't mind it at first. Since you were both so desperate to have one another. Your lust and desires clouding your judgments.
"Eddie, please, I need you inside me." You kept begging him.
He bit his lip, muttering something under his breath. "Fuck, I really have missed you baby."
He looks up at you through his lashes and without warning he's lines his cock at your entrance thrusting all the way inside you. You let high-pitched moan and squeeze your eyes shut tight. Eddie doesn't stay still for long he grabs your hips harshly and begins pulling almost all the way out and slamming back into you.
Your mind going foggy as Eddie's cock splits you open. He's thrusting into you harder and faster. His hips slapping into yours roughly. You grip his biceps, digging your nails into his skin. Your pussy is making a loud squelching noise as he pumped his harder cock in and out of you. Your slicks dripping down your ass and soaking his length.
"S-so fu-cking tight," He grunted, throwing his head back as he plunged his cock harder in your pussy.
"... And wet–Jesus christ, you're making a mess on me."
Your back arches up "Mmmfph – eddie," you moan. "Don't stop."
The tip of his cock rubbing against your g spot the deeper he pushes inside you. You were moaning and writhing underneath him. Calling out his name every time slammed back into you. Every plunge of his cock felt like he was going in deeper. Your bodies slapping together
After a while, your pleasure was starting to feel more like pain. His movements were only getting rougher, and he didn't seem to be slowing down anytime soon. There was a slight stinging sensation between your legs, which was becoming more prominent.
Your breathing became heavier as anxiety started taking over. Eddie, without thinking, put his hand to your throat squeezingly only lightly to your pressure points. Tears prickled your eyes as you tried your best to ignore the growing pain between your legs.
You didn't want to use your safe word, but in this situation, it just wasn't feeling good anymore. You've never used it before and were scared to it, even though Eddie has always encouraged you to if it became too much. The bed rocking against the wall harder made you aware of how fast he was really going, — you wouldn't be surprised if there was damage done or if the bed broke. Looking up at him, he doesn't really seem to be focusing on much of anything else, but how good you feel. His eyes squeezed shut, and his mouth hanging open. His cheeks flushed pink. His hips slammed into yours at a bruising pace.
You felt guilty for doing this, but you have no other choice. His thrusts are becoming too overwhelming for your liking, and his hand on your throat is now squeezing just a tad bit harder. Your moans were now chokes and quiet sobs. He didn't even notice. Eddie was too caught up in how good your walls felt clenching around him.
"Eddie." You whimpered quiely, but he didn't hear you.
"Oh fuck I'm gonna cum." He managed to groan out.
"r-red," you quiely choked out, but he kept pumping into you. His hips smacking into yours as he only sped up even more. Chasing his own high, assuming you were getting close too. You started to panic, and the pain was getting worse now. Your anxiety kicking into overdrive.
"RED!!!" Your voice manged to scream out, and Eddie haulted his movements instantly. His face falls. His eyes are full of worry as he removes his hand from your throat immediately. Carefully and gently, he pulls out, causing you to hiss at the sting. He winced seeing the pain on your face.
"Baby, what's wrong?"— "Are you okay?"Talk to me, please."He was pleading with you to just talk to him. Tell him anything at this point. There was so much concern in his tone.
All he cared about was knowing if you were alright.
Eddie voice rang in your ears over and over again. Finally, you let out a sob covering your face with your hands. You felt embarrassed and ashamed. Eddie, on the other hand, was trying his best to soothe you. He goes to move your hands from your face, but you slap them away. You refuse to look at him, turning your body from him. Your reactions to his care were purely instinctual. You know he'd never go out of his way to cause you pain like this on purpose.
He just sits there desperately wanting to tend to you but also terrified to touch you. You laid there crying, trying to calm down and get your breathing under control. You take a deep breath and sit up, bringing the blanket to cover yourself.
"What's wrong? You gotta tell me!" Eddie urged with so much panic in his voice. He was trying to keep it together, knowing you needed him more right now.
"It hurt....i-it was too much." You stammered, swallowing the lump in your throat. You turned on your back keeping yourself under the blankets.
Eddie hesitantly goes to wipe away the tears from your face. You don't flinch or smack his hands away this time. He let out a shakey breath before speaking again. He couldn't believe he didn't notice you weren't enjoying yourself. Your small whimpers of pain replay in his head now, making him feel like such a bad boyfriend. How could he possibly not have noticed his girl was in pain? The thought has him wanting to be sick.
"I'm so so sorry I didn't mean to you hurt you." His voice cracks as he fights back tears of his own. "What do you need from me, baby?"
"It's okay. I'm okay." You reassured him, but he shakes his head.
"No you're not...I'm so fucking horrible." He said running a hand down his face and through his hair.
"You're not horrible, Eddie. we both just got too caught up."
"I'm so sorry." He repeated again, bringing your hands to his mouth as he kissed them.
"Please forgive me sweetheart you know I'd never harm you in this or any way ever."
"I know it's okay. We should just take it slow like we usually do." Your hand goes up to caress his face. A small smile slowly appeared on his lips. He took your palm, giving it a gentle kiss of reassurance.
"I should have taken my time with you, baby." Eddie sighed deeply, still riddled with guilt.
You wiped away the last remaining tears from your eyes. "I just– I need that warm-up, you know?"
"Yeah." He cleared his throat. He understands where you're coming from. Eddie was selfish earlier, and for that, you paid the price.
God, he still can't get your voice yelling your safe word from his mind. He wanted to break down and bawl his eyes out. He wanted to wait on your hand and foot until he was for sure you were completely fine.
There was a long calming silence in the room now. Eddie was trying to figure out what to do next. He, let's go of your hands and brought you in for a hug. He lets out a breath of relief that you're not pulling away from him.
"Wanna cuddle?" He pulled back to look at you and examine your neck where his hand used to be. You reached up, brushing back his bangs.
"Can we?" Your face lighting up.
"I'll do whatever you want me to." He moves to curl up next to you and shuts off one of the lamps on the table. He wraps you up nice and tight in your blanket. "Did you want to order room service and watch something funny?"
You wiggled around in his hold, getting yourself comfortable. "Only if you order me the biggest burger on the menu."
"Ahh, a giant burger it is, and maybe something sweet too?" Eddie leaned over to kiss your temple.
"Definitely want that too...and I want to watch something spooky not funny." You grinned over your shoulder at him.
He shook his head. "Alright, alright, ginormous burger, ice cream, and a horror movie." Eddie pauses for a second, rubbing your side in a soothing way, "anything else you might want?"
"Nope, that's all." You teased, reaching around to pinch his side. He laughed and jerked away.
"Wait! and cuddles." You added lastly.
The sun has finally set, and the room is now covered in darkness except for the TV playing a scary movie of your choosing. Your food is sitting on a tray across your laps. Every other second, he stopped eating to ask if you're really okay. To which you reminded him you're fine and you were just overwhelmed earlier.
Eventually, he stopped asking and opted to cuddle you close to him. He didn't ever want you to feel unsafe with him. The nice summer breeze blows on your skin as Eddie holds you tight against him. Your vacation may have started off on a bad foot, but Eddie was determined to make it up to you.
"I love you, sweetheart." He whispered in your ear, giving your cheek a loving kiss. "You're always safe with me."
"I love you too."
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Summer breeze
Rockstar!Eddie Munson x fem!Reader
Summary: You and Eddie haven't been around each other in a long time since he's been on tour. When he gets back, he decides to take you on vacation.
Warnings: smut, slight angst, hurt/comfort. Established relationships, unprotected sex, and use of safe word. Mild choking. Aftercare. Eddie is a sweet boy in this. No use of y/n, nicknames used (baby, sweetheart, and good girl)
Word count:3.1k
A/n: Not proofread. Please ignore any mistakes. Divider by me. Please comment and reblog to show support. I'm reposting because some parts were missing.
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Somtime early morning in Palm Springs.
You awoke to a nice summer breeze on your skin, and your boyfriends arm slumped over your waist. His mouth slightly opened as he whistled a small snore in your ear. You smile to yourself as you watch the sunrise through the sheer white curtains of your hotel room.
Eddie had just gotten back from a very extended tour with Corroded Coffin. This was the first time both of you were away from each other for months and months on end. Most of the time, he'd fly you out to visit him. Since you started up your own business, that wasn't possible this time round.
The two of you agreed that once the extensive tour was over, you would take time off from your work and go on a little vacation together. A much needed break for the both of you. Eddie made sure you knew how much he missed you. Almost every night for over half a year, he'd call you before bed. Sometimes, you would fall asleep with each other on the other line.
Now, here you finally were snuggled up with him as you watched the sunrise. You wanted to wake him up so bad and begin your day sightseeing or lounging by the pool. You glance over your shoulder at him while he sleeps. His hair is wildly spread across the pillow as his various chains around his neck were all tangled up. He looked so peaceful that you couldn't wake him just yet. This was probably the first time he actually slept through the night since leaving on tour.
Carefully removing his arm from your waist and easing yourself out of bed. Tip toeing to the bathroom as you did but not before almost tripping on his discarded jeans next to the bed. Quickly looking up at him, you curse quietly to yourself. He's still sprawled out on the bed, snoring away, or so you thought.
"Hey, where are you going?" His low raspy voice calls out for you. You giggled at his sleepy voice that he hates so much.
His eyes are still heavy from sleep, and his hair is even wilder than you thought. He lets out a low groan as he stretches. His joints popping loudly
"I'm just going to get ready." Shaking his had he pulls the covers back slapping the mattress.
"Nuh uh c'mere." He motioned for you to get back in bed. a boyish grin spreading across his face. You can't even see his eyes from the mess of his bangs hanging lower than last time you saw him.
You thought about it for a moment and decided to rejoin him in bed. You ran and jumped back under the covers, laughing while he wrapped his arms around your body.
The pair of you missed being cuddled up in eachothers arms. This vacation is going to be two weeks long, and there is plenty of time to explore your surroundings. Staying in bed for a few more hours wouldn't kill you.
Around 1 p.m., your alarm rang.
You woke up again to the cool breeze on your skin. Only this time, you were alone, no sight of Eddie anywhere. Frowning, you remembered he did have a few meetings he had to do on your first couple of days here. Not knowing how long they would be. You gaze at his pillow, seeing a tiny daisy left there for you with a little note.
"I'm sorry I couldn't be there to see you wake up. I have some business to take care of. then after I'm all yours. - Eddie."
You smiled, reading the note and smelling the flower he left for you. You hurriedly got out of bed. you decided maybe visiting the hotel pool would be a nice way to relax until he got back. You ran and put on your bikini, packing your tote back with the essentials you'll need.
Spending the next couple of hours down by the pool lounging got boring after a while. You tried reading and listening to your Walkman. Nothing seemed to help cure it. The only thing on your mind was Eddie.
How you missed the way he would hold you. His dumb jokes he'd wake you up in the middle of the night to tell you. You missed his smell and how soft his lips were against your skin. How he carefully took his time with you. The way he'd make you cum over and over again. You needed him. That longing feeling taking over you has become too overwhelming. Nearly to the point you're on the verge of tears.
You just want him. All of him.
Jumping up from the beach chair, you hurriedly make your way back to the hotel room. You practically run through the lobby to the elevator, hoping he's there by now. Much to your surprise, he is, and a sigh escapes your mouth when you see him. He's standing by the couch in the living area, taking a puff of his cigarette. He notices you staring at him and smirks before looking you up and down.
Licking his lips, "Hey baby, what you been up to?" His voice low and sultry.
"Just waiting for you to get back, so I decided to go to the pool." You pointed over your shoulder.
He hums as he takes another drag of his cigarette. There is so much sexual tension growing thicker between you two. The way he keeps looking you up and down while he smokes, practically eye fucking you. You try to make small talk with him, but he just keeps staring you down. Almost like a predator hunting for its prey. The thought sends a shiver of excitement down your spine.
"C'mere baby." He motions for over for you to come closer.
You do as you're told and go to him. He bites his lower lip and puts out the rest of his cigarette. He pulls you in even closer to him and wraps his arms around your middle. Bringing his hands down to your ass, squeezing softly, giving it a light few taps.
"When did you get this little thing?" He took one of his hands away from your ass to tug at your bikini top.
You look down, "I've always had it."
"Hmm, have you?" Eddie eyebrows raised in amusement. His playful tapping turning into a harsher grip.
All you could do was nod, feeling the wetness pooling between your legs.
Eddie leans down closer to your ear.You bite your lower lip and gasp when you feel him grip your ass painfully tighter. You grasp onto his shoulders for leverage, trying not to stumble as you're practically on your tip toes now. You let out a small whimper, and he loosens his grip on you. Eddie hooks a finger under your chin, making you look up at him. His eyes blown out with lust.
"Lets go to bed." His voice is deep and husky by your ear.
Nodding your head again slowly as your mind struggles to form any words.
You swallow dryly. "Okay."
Eddie takes you by the hand and leads you to the bedroom. The sun is setting now, giving it a nice orange glow. You stand before him as he gazes down at you. You look up at him, waiting for his next move.
He reaches behind you and pulls the strings to your bikini top slowly, letting it fall to the floor. Your nipples harden instantly as the cool air hits them. You move your arms to cover yourself, but he stops you.
"Don't hide from me." Eddie gently commanded.
You listen, moving your arms back down. He goes to undo your bikini bottoms, letting them fall to the floor with your top.
He mumbled rubbing his hard cock over his jeans, "You're so goddamm sexy."
Eddie sits back on the bed, bringing you to straddle him. Your lips instantly attacking his in a feverish kiss. He tastes like cigarettes and mint. you can almost cry at how much you've missed his taste. You begin grinding against him, your clit rubbing on his prominent buldge straining in his jeans. Rubbing yourself on him back and forth, a moan escapes your lips. You've been waiting so long to have him, and now he's here. Removing his mouth from yours, he kisses down your jaw and neck.
"I need you, now." Your voice is coming out much needier than you expected.
"Lay back for me, sweetheart." His husky voice mumbled against your throat. "Be a good girl."
You look at him, licking your lips."I'm always your good girl."
"You sure are, baby." He chuckled at your response, knowing how much you loved it when he called you that."You suuuuure are." He drawls.
Eddie didn't hesitate after that. Hearing you beg for him made his cock rock hard. he couldn't wait to bury it deep inside you. He quickly strips himself of every piece of clothing he had on. His cock springing free when yanks down his boxers. You move up closer to the headboard, laying back against the soft pillows. He makes his way up the bed, crawling his way to you.
He settles himself in between your legs, and you spread them open wider for him. He strokes his cock up and down a few times, pumping it lazily. Your breathing becomes heavy with anticipation. His cock has always been intimidatingly big. Eddie always made sure to get you nice and warmed up before taking him. This time, though, he didn't do much of that. There was no foreplay. you didn't mind it at first. Since you were both so desperate to have one another. Your lust and desires clouding your judgments.
"Eddie, please, I need you inside me." You kept begging him.
He bit his lip, muttering something under his breath. "Fuck, I really have missed you baby."
He looks up at you through his lashes and without warning he's lines his cock at your entrance thrusting all the way inside you. You let high-pitched moan and squeeze your eyes shut tight. Eddie doesn't stay still for long he grabs your hips harshly and begins pulling almost all the way out and slamming back into you.
Your mind going foggy as Eddie's cock splits you open. He's thrusting into you harder and faster. His hips slapping into yours roughly. You grip his biceps, digging your nails into his skin. Your pussy is making a loud squelching noise as he pumped his harder cock in and out of you. Your slicks dripping down your ass and soaking his length.
"S-so fu-cking tight," He grunted, throwing his head back as he plunged his cock harder in your pussy.
"... And wet–Jesus christ, you're making a mess on me."
Your back arches up "Mmmfph – eddie," you moan. "Don't stop."
The tip of his cock rubbing against your g spot the deeper he pushes inside you. You were moaning and writhing underneath him. Calling out his name every time slammed back into you. Every plunge of his cock felt like he was going in deeper. Your bodies slapping together
After a while, your pleasure was starting to feel more like pain. His movements were only getting rougher, and he didn't seem to be slowing down anytime soon. There was a slight stinging sensation between your legs, which was becoming more prominent.
Your breathing became heavier as anxiety started taking over. Eddie, without thinking, put his hand to your throat squeezingly only lightly to your pressure points. Tears prickled your eyes as you tried your best to ignore the growing pain between your legs.
You didn't want to use your safe word, but in this situation, it just wasn't feeling good anymore. You've never used it before and were scared to it, even though Eddie has always encouraged you to if it became too much. The bed rocking against the wall harder made you aware of how fast he was really going, — you wouldn't be surprised if there was damage done or if the bed broke. Looking up at him, he doesn't really seem to be focusing on much of anything else, but how good you feel. His eyes squeezed shut, and his mouth hanging open. His cheeks flushed pink. His hips slammed into yours at a bruising pace.
You felt guilty for doing this, but you have no other choice. His thrusts are becoming too overwhelming for your liking, and his hand on your throat is now squeezing just a tad bit harder. Your moans were now chokes and quiet sobs. He didn't even notice. Eddie was too caught up in how good your walls felt clenching around him.
"Eddie." You whimpered quiely, but he didn't hear you.
"Oh fuck I'm gonna cum." He managed to groan out.
"r-red," you quiely choked out, but he kept pumping into you. His hips smacking into yours as he only sped up even more. Chasing his own high, assuming you were getting close too. You started to panic, and the pain was getting worse now. Your anxiety kicking into overdrive.
"RED!!!" Your voice manged to scream out, and Eddie haulted his movements instantly. His face falls. His eyes are full of worry as he removes his hand from your throat immediately. Carefully and gently, he pulls out, causing you to hiss at the sting. He winced seeing the pain on your face.
"Baby, what's wrong?"— "Are you okay?"Talk to me, please."He was pleading with you to just talk to him. Tell him anything at this point. There was so much concern in his tone.
All he cared about was knowing if you were alright.
Eddie voice rang in your ears over and over again. Finally, you let out a sob covering your face with your hands. You felt embarrassed and ashamed. Eddie, on the other hand, was trying his best to soothe you. He goes to move your hands from your face, but you slap them away. You refuse to look at him, turning your body from him. Your reactions to his care were purely instinctual. You know he'd never go out of his way to cause you pain like this on purpose.
He just sits there desperately wanting to tend to you but also terrified to touch you. You laid there crying, trying to calm down and get your breathing under control. You take a deep breath and sit up, bringing the blanket to cover yourself.
"What's wrong? You gotta tell me!" Eddie urged with so much panic in his voice. He was trying to keep it together, knowing you needed him more right now.
"It hurt....i-it was too much." You stammered, swallowing the lump in your throat. You turned on your back keeping yourself under the blankets.
Eddie hesitantly goes to wipe away the tears from your face. You don't flinch or smack his hands away this time. He let out a shakey breath before speaking again. He couldn't believe he didn't notice you weren't enjoying yourself. Your small whimpers of pain replay in his head now, making him feel like such a bad boyfriend. How could he possibly not have noticed his girl was in pain? The thought has him wanting to be sick.
"I'm so so sorry I didn't mean to you hurt you." His voice cracks as he fights back tears of his own. "What do you need from me, baby?"
"It's okay. I'm okay." You reassured him, but he shakes his head.
"No you're not...I'm so fucking horrible." He said running a hand down his face and through his hair.
"You're not horrible, Eddie. we both just got too caught up."
"I'm so sorry." He repeated again, bringing your hands to his mouth as he kissed them.
"Please forgive me sweetheart you know I'd never harm you in this or any way ever."
"I know it's okay. We should just take it slow like we usually do." Your hand goes up to caress his face. A small smile slowly appeared on his lips. He took your palm, giving it a gentle kiss of reassurance.
"I should have taken my time with you, baby." Eddie sighed deeply, still riddled with guilt.
You wiped away the last remaining tears from your eyes. "I just– I need that warm-up, you know?"
"Yeah." He cleared his throat. He understands where you're coming from. Eddie was selfish earlier, and for that, you paid the price.
God, he still can't get your voice yelling your safe word from his mind. He wanted to break down and bawl his eyes out. He wanted to wait on your hand and foot until he was for sure you were completely fine.
There was a long calming silence in the room now. Eddie was trying to figure out what to do next. He, let's go of your hands and brought you in for a hug. He lets out a breath of relief that you're not pulling away from him.
"Wanna cuddle?" He pulled back to look at you and examine your neck where his hand used to be. You reached up, brushing back his bangs.
"Can we?" Your face lighting up.
"I'll do whatever you want me to." He moves to curl up next to you and shuts off one of the lamps on the table. He wraps you up nice and tight in your blanket. "Did you want to order room service and watch something funny?"
You wiggled around in his hold, getting yourself comfortable. "Only if you order me the biggest burger on the menu."
"Ahh, a giant burger it is, and maybe something sweet too?" Eddie leaned over to kiss your temple.
"Definitely want that too...and I want to watch something spooky not funny." You grinned over your shoulder at him.
He shook his head. "Alright, alright, ginormous burger, ice cream, and a horror movie." Eddie pauses for a second, rubbing your side in a soothing way, "anything else you might want?"
"Nope, that's all." You teased, reaching around to pinch his side. He laughed and jerked away.
"Wait! and cuddles." You added lastly.
The sun has finally set, and the room is now covered in darkness except for the TV playing a scary movie of your choosing. Your food is sitting on a tray across your laps. Every other second, he stopped eating to ask if you're really okay. To which you reminded him you're fine and you were just overwhelmed earlier.
Eventually, he stopped asking and opted to cuddle you close to him. He didn't ever want you to feel unsafe with him. The nice summer breeze blows on your skin as Eddie holds you tight against him. Your vacation may have started off on a bad foot, but Eddie was determined to make it up to you.
"I love you, sweetheart." He whispered in your ear, giving your cheek a loving kiss. "You're always safe with me."
"I love you too."
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didnt realize i wasnt following you! loved reading your works when it popped up in my feed! mustve read them while in a flareup since i forgot to follow lol.
gentle hugs and kisses for u ❤️✨
Thank you!! You're so sweet. Hugs 🫂 🤗
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I'm sorry that you are going through so much, if you ever need a sensitive shoulder to cry on I'm here.
Much love sweetheart.
❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🩷
Thank you so much. I really appreciate this. 🩷
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Life update and why I haven't been too active over these past few months. I'm not leaving. Please just be patient with me
Tw: Death, drug addiction, grieving,
Hey guys, I wanted to come on here and be completely honest with all of you. I haven't been the most active as I have been in the past. Truth be told, my mental health is not the best. My uncle has been in hospice care for stomach cancer, and yesterday, seeing him in that condition put me in a bad spot.
It's hard to see someone who helped take care of you barely able to swallow food is traumatizing. He doesn't have much time with us, and by that, I mean it could be hours or days until we say, "See you later" to him. I just lost my grandpa only a couple of years ago to a brain tumor. I never even processed his death. I'm not good with grieving. I become numb and self isolate. My little cousin passed away in a car accident. My aunt just a few years before died from a drunk driver. Basically, I've had lots of deaths and no time to even grieve properly (if that even is a thing)
On top of grief, my dad has been battling drug addiction. He's been in and out of jail at least 3 separate times since the summer. I've tried to help him. He just doesn't want it right now. He's lost, and so am I.
I'm not coming on here to gain sympathy. I just wanted you all to know that if you're dealing with shit you're not alone.
While this fandom has been very toxic lately. It's saved me in so many ways. I found my love of writing, and most of the time, that's where I go to escape. I know I may post a lot of fic/blurbs or whatever. That's just my own way of forgetting about what's currently going on in my life at the moment. I've also met so many amazing people here. You're all so talented, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
But yeah, this post isn't me saying I'm leaving. This is me coming on here to tell you that I just need a moment to myself. I have some fics and other little things I've created scheduled to be posted here in the next few weeks. I'll come on to respond to your reblogs and comments because I genuinely love the support from all of you. I'll be on here and there. Like I said, I'm not leaving.
If any of you want to reach out, my dms are open, and I do have a discord I'll give you.
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send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome ❣️🥰
Thank you, chrissy!!! Ily 🩷
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Eddie gets shy when you snap a picture of him mid shower, even though he does it to you all the time 🙄
My edit, please don't repost anywhere else. Reblogs welcome ofc 💖
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Chrissy this was so good!!!
I'm a puddle of emotions rn
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Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem Reader
Synopsis: Not much time has passed since the funeral of your dear friend Eddie Munson. To say you were miserable as a result would be an understatement, you felt as though the grief was killing you. Luckily another friend is there for you, offering you hope in this time of despair.
Warnings: Angst with comfort (Steve being readers super hero), swearing, use of y/n, mentions of the Upside Down, mentions of Vecna, God makes an appearance-ish
Wc: 4.3k
An: My first Steve Harrington fic! Ohhh! I'm so excited! I hope I wrote him well! Thank you to my beta readers @lokis-army-77, @xxhellfirebunnyxx
Comments and reblogs are everything!! 💗
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"Edward Munson, as we lay you to rest, those of us left behind bid you farewell.” That was the closing statement as the casket carrying the body of your beloved friend descends into the ground. The final resting place for Eddie Munson.
That was two weeks ago.
You're brought back to the present by Steve snapping his fingers in front of your face.
“Oi! Hun!”
Blinking your focus is back at your shift at Family Video. You're at the front counter with Robin while Steve resumes putting away rented videos.
“You okay?” Robin asks you softly.
Turning to face her you notice her beautiful blue eyes hold sadness, fear, and a little bit of anger swimming behind them. Anger not directed at you but at someone else.
You heave out a sigh, hoping to exhale the edge of your grief, “No, I'm not, Robin… I miss Eddie so much.” Your voice is low and melancholic, one that if a demon heard you, they'd start crying.
Robin doesn't hesitate to hug you to which you hug her back. “I miss him too,” Robin says “he was a cool guy.”
Cool was definitely an understatement to describe Eddie, you couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. “He was incredible, Robin.”
Steve makes his rounds, putting away rented videos in their proper places. He is pretending he didn't hear most of your brief conversation with Robin. He felt terrible.
Even when you're present you're gone.
As he put the last rented video back in its place he heard sniffles.
“Robin…he was supposed to graduate and finally make something of himself! He was supposed to find a girl, get married, have a family! Or hell! Make it big with Corroded Coffin! He deserved so much better than the hand he got!” You didn't mean to raise your voice, your emotions were once again threatening to choke you.
Your eyes are burning, your body is trembling, and you feel your chest tightening.
Thankfully, Robin being the great friend she is, let you vent, “I know,” She sadly replied, “I didn't know Eddie that well, but from the time I spent with him, he did deserve better.”
“Yeah,” Your breathing is starting to become even, you're calming down, “I think I need to wash my face and try to calm further down.” You chuckle sheepishly, the emotional outburst has embarrassed you.
“Want me to come with you?” Robin asks, kindness dripping from her voice like honey dripping from a comb.
Shaking your head you smile at Robin; the appreciation is there though the smile does not reach your eyes.
“I'll be okay, Robin. Thanks anyway.” And with that you depart to the ladies restroom, opening and closing the door with a semi-loud squeak.
Once you were out of sight, Robin called out to Steve, “Hey, dingus!”
Jumping slightly from being startled, Steve maneuvers to where Robin is at the front desk.
“What’s up?”
“Don't ‘What’s up?’ me, Steve!” Robin impersonates Steve with immaculate precision, “You gotta help our girl out. I've never seen her so miserable...” Robin's voice drops, her eyes are glossed with unshed tears, it's like her skin is acting as a conduit for your grief.
“I want to help, I do, I have no idea where to start.” Steve leans against the counter, his shoulders slump as he lets out a sigh of rumination.
“We need to think carefully about this. This is not a simple matter.” Robin adds, wanting to brainstorm with Steve on how best to aid you. “She's getting her emotions out, that's a start.”
“Maybe I could take her to Eddie's grave? I know it hasn't been long but maybe if she sees him…” Steve trails off not finishing his sentence, “then again, maybe it's too soon for her.”
“A good idea! Do you think Mike and the others would be willing to help?”
“Possibly,” Steve considers Robin's idea, commiting said thought to memory, “but I think we should wait to ask them, at least for a bit while I take the brunt of it.”
Robin nods in agreement,”I wish I could help her too, ya know?” Robin bangs her head against the store counter “Dammit Eddie! You weren't supposed to die!”
“Robin, if there is an afterlife, I hope Eddie can see how much he matters…or mattered.” Steve dismally corrected himself, he's not used to talking about someone past tense.
“I hope so too.” Robin agrees, sharing the same sentiment exactly.
“She needs to know that we are here for her.”
“Well, yes, we are,” Robin concurred, making deliberate emphasis on ‘we’ “but I think maybe you should be the one to help her, at least with the brunt of her grief.” She gives Steve a knowing look.
“Huh? W-what do you mean?” Steve's eyes look anywhere but Robins piercing blue ones.
“You like her, dingus.” Robin's lips curve up into a smirk.
Steve blinks at her as a blush creeps up his face, “Uh..”
“You can bear the brunt of it because she's precious to you.” Robin says matter-of-factly.
“S-she's just–” Steve stammers, trying to find the right words.
“A girl you want to kiss,” Robin finishes his sentence even though it most likely wasn't what he wanted to say.
Steve sighs, “It's true, I do like her a lot but..”
“But?” Robin questions, raising a brow, resting her elbows on the counter and her chin on her open palms.
“She's going through enormous grief and I wouldn't dream of taking advantage of that,” Steve declares candidly, he'd never under any circumstances try anything with you until you were one hundred percent better, “I'll do what I can to help her no matter what!”
Robin whistles, “Wow, Steve, I'm impressed.” she'd never imagine King Steve of all people would become so considerate of others, not just to her but you.
“Thanks,” he smiles. “I should probably get ready to ask her to come with me after work.”
“Why do you need to get ready?” Robin questions, wondering what in the world could he have to prepare himself for.
Steve takes several deep breaths, “Oh!” He exclaims, he'd just got an idea.
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Washing your face in one of the bathroom sinks you gaze at your face in the soiled mirror, eyes swollen and absent of life.
“I miss you.” You say quietly, deadpanned.
Who were you talking about? Eddie?
The girl you were before his death?
Both?
You felt as though some part of you was laid to rest alongside Eddie.
It's only been two weeks but you still can't help but wonder how long you'll be this way.
A few years?
Decades?
You can't fathom that much time grieving.
The thought alone brought more tears to your eyes but you squeezed your eyes shut, you will yourself not to shed them.
Exhaling out a breath you didn't know you were holding you give yourself a small pat on the back; stopping yourself from crying certainly was not easy.
“Brace yourself, y/n. Gotta get back out there and face Robin and Steve.” Hopping up and down in an attempt to hype yourself up you lightly smack your face with both your hands.
“Come on! You got this!” This time you shouted at your reflection, hoping she would listen to you.
Turning brisk on your heel you make your way out of the bathroom, your Nikes make a slight squeaking noise on the linoleum flooring. Opening the door you're greeted by the grinning face of Steve Harrington.
“Hey!”
“H-hi?” You're taken aback by his unusual cheerful attitude.
“I was thinking, something I'm bad at I know,” his comment had earned a chuckle from you; butterflies erupted in his stomach, “I want to take you out after work.”
“So,” you tilt your head, “like a date?”
“Uh..” Steve blushes, clearing his throat, “no, nothing like that. I want to go see someone with you.”
“Sure? Why not?” As perplexed as you are, going out with a friend is something you need to do for yourself.
“Great!” Steve's smile gets impossibly bigger.
His grin made you smile automatically back.
Steve could see that your grin didn't reach your eyes, it was something automatic; a mask to let others know you were okay.
“Alright, meet me outside my BMW after our shifts are done!”
“Okay.”
“Great!” Steve glanced at Robin who gestured at the clock ticking above them, “Shit! It's almost time for our last break! Let's go!” Steve turns and heads to the break room, you and Robin follow suit.
Entering the break room you sit down, out a folded sheet of paper and pen you pull out from the breast pocket of your Family Video vest and begin writing.
All your emotions, pain, tears, things you've experienced in the Upside Down you pour into the letter. You don't care that you're making grammatical errors, it is imperative that these feelings come out. You miss Eddie, you miss him terribly. You keep expecting he'll pop out somewhere and say “Surprise, sweetheart. I'm alive!” But you know that's impossible.
Meanwhile, Steve and Robin from the other side of the break room are formulating a plan to help you further.
“Steve, you did great! She's not quite a shell of her former self anymore!” Robin's eyes shine in delight, happy to see her friend slowly but surely getting better.
“But I haven't done anything yet.” Steve dismisses his actions as though they were nothing, but Robin noticed an immediate change in your countenance.
“Take it from me, I've been around her longer than you at the front desk. After Eddie's death she's been something like a zombie, not even living just existing.” Robin explains, this is how she's seen you recently.
You don't listen to much music, read, go to the arcade, swim or any of the things you used to be so excited about doing. Until now, you've picked up another hobby you used to do: write.
“So, she's making progress?” Steve tentatively asks.
Robin playfully scoffs, “Yes, dingus!”
Once you've finished writing down your thoughts as thoroughly as you could at this time, you heave out a sigh, deflating like a balloon. You fold up your letter and stuff it into your jeans.
A large hand made contact with your shoulder, you looked up to see its owner, it's Steve grinning down at you, “You okay?” he asks, still smiling but his brown eyes hold concern and compassion for you.
Smiling back at him you say, “As good as I can be, I guess.”
“Better than nothing!” Steve bellows, his hand moves to your back, “I'm here for you, no matter the time of day or night for that matter. If you need to talk, call me and I'll come pick you up! I want to help get you through this.” Steve removes his hand from your back and crouches down so he is eye level with you so, “Will you let me?” His voice brims with kindness.
Surprised by Steve's actions, you can only look at his face as the answer falls from your lips, “Yes, of course Steve.” You needed the support right now, “Thank you, Steve and I'm sorry.” You didn't want to be a burden to him, or to anyone that's why you were taking your grief on alone.
“Don't ever apologize for needing help every now and then. We'll get through this together.” Steves’ eyes shine brightly with sincerity.
“Thank you.” You thank him once again for his offer to help you.
Glancing down at his watch Steve comments, “We have to get back out there! We only have two hours left of our shift!” Steve looks at you once again, “Can you make it? It's just two more hours. You know, you'd better stick with me, I don't want you to be alone.” A smile as bright as the sun graces his handsome features.
“But Robin–” you glance at Robin who had been watching the entire exchange, she is grinning and giving you a thumbs up with her freshly manicured nails. “Alright, I'll stick with you.”
You'd never know it but Steve's insides are dancing the conga. “Okay!” Steve stands upright, “Time to get back to work, Robby!” You chuckle softly at the nickname Steve calls Robin. Rolling her eyes in annoyance, Robin then smiles at the both of us, “Y/n, we are here for you, and I'm positive the kids are too.”
Another smile that doesn't reach your eyes pulls at your face when you think of the kids, especially Dustin, “I know, thank you, Robin.”
Exiting the break room you tug gently on Robin's work vest, she turns to face you,“If you need me, please call me up to the front.”
Robin chuckles, “Y/n, this has been one of the slowest days, the earthquake really messed with everyday life in Hawkins. I mean, Steve removed and re-stocked the videos out of sheer boredom…I'm surprised he didn't alphabetized them.”
Wait, Steve did what?
Robin must've seen the face you're making, “Don’t look so shocked. It's been a long time coming he does some actual work rather than fail at flirting with the girls that come by.” Robin snorts out a laugh.
“Really? Wow.” You were shocked, you had no idea what was happening around you. The shock manifested itself as a wake-up call.
The world hadn't ended because Eddie Munson had died.
“Yeah, well you better tail Steve the rest of our shift. I don't want to keep you all to myself.” Robin playfully slapped your shoulder.
“I will, I mean,” you look around the store, there are no customers, “it's not like we're busy.”
“There ya go!” Robin beams, walking away from you back to her post at the front counter.
Walking around Family Video you find a familiar head of chestnut hair standing up to the heavens and standing next to a pile of tapes. Upon closer inspection he seems to be concentrating on a particular video in his hands, it's a title you recognize.
“Carrie, huh?”
Your voice broke Steve out of his trance, he blinked before turning his head to face you he smiled instantly, “Yeah, I'm curious about it.”
Having watched the movie several times during your horror nights with Eddie, you knew your stuff about this film, “About what?”
“Well, this Carrie girl, what's her deal? Is she a monster of some sort?”
You couldn't help but chuckle at Steve's genuine cluelessness, “No, she's not, she's just a normal girl, well fundamentally speaking.”
Your words make Steve furrow his brows in thought, “What does that mean?”
“It means she's a girl that has telekinesis, she moves objects using her mind.” Explaining her powers to Steve you notice his eyebrows relax, that's one answer he's gotten.
“Oh? Wow! El is like her!” Steve grins, his white teeth shine brightly.
Curious as to who El is, you question Steve, “Um, who?”
Steve facepalms, “I'm sorry! I completely forgot you haven't met her yet.” Steve puts away the copy of Carrie in its proper place and gestures to the pile of tapes next to him, “Help me put those away and I'll explain it.”
Nodding your head you maneuver to the tape pile and take the first one on top Friday the 13th. Furrowing your brows you glance around the aisle, you're in the horror/suspense section. Placing the movie where it belongs Steve starts his explanation.
“She is a friend of the kids, a rather extraordinary one at that. She has telekinesis too, but it takes a lot out of her. You have to meet her!” Steve excitedly expressed.
Pacing back and forth putting videos away you let Steve's words penetrante your mind.
A girl with supernatural powers?
This you gotta see!
“Yeah, I'd like that.”
“Good! It's settled then!” Steve puts more tapes away.
Two Hours Later…
Finally your monotonous shift has ended, you, Robin, and Steve head out the door together.
“What an eventful shift.” Robin comments, her tone laced with sarcasm.
Steve held in a laugh while you looked at the sky. It was still bright out, the sun hadn't reached the horizon. The sky had taken an orange glow making cumulus clouds above you appear pink. Several birds fly over the three of you, headed toward a destination you didn't know, you want to guess away from Hawkins.
Fly little birds, get away from here. You think to yourself.
You feel a tap on your shoulder, “Ready to go?” Steve beams, holding up the keys to his BMW.
“Yeah, I am.” You smile back.
“Great! See you next week Robin!” Steve hugs Robin who over his shoulder made a look of disgust that made you laugh.
Robin decided to make it her mission to make you laugh until the grief passed you. She noticed it was a genuine laugh but not quite like the ones she heard before Eddie's death.
That's a start. Robin thought to herself.
Steve pulled away and Robin had a smile plastered on her face, “What did you do?”
“Nothing, dingus!” Robin feigns ignorance, holding her hands up in mock surrender.
“See you next week, Robin. Take some time to chill out this weekend.” Hugging your friend, you impart these words to her, they're sincere.
“You too, Y/n.” Robin hugs you back, you feel her support and care for you in her embrace. She's such a great friend.
“Are you sure you'll be okay going home by yourself? I'm sure Steve won't mind dropping you off at home first.” You gently nudge Steve with your elbow.
“-W-wha–huh? Oh, yes of course.” He agrees albeit a little disappointed.
“Great! Thanks guys!”
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Steve pulls into Robin's driveway. Being the gentleman he is, Steve opened Robin's side door after putting his car in ‘park’ and escorted her to her porch, he even waited until she was fully inside her home.
After bidding their final goodbyes Steve walks back to his car and through his windshield tells you to move to the passenger side.
Unbuckling your seatbelt you open the rear door, exit out of the car only to find the passenger door open, Steve gave you a radiant smile that made your face heat up, “For you, ma'am.”
“Thank you, sir.” Smiling at his playful gesture you enter the passenger side of his car, take your seat, and patiently wait for Steve to drive you to your unknown destination.
Steve enters the drivers side, checks his mirrors and looks behind him making sure things are clear, safe for him to drive. Once he saw that it was safe he backed out of Robin's driveway, put his BMW in ‘drive’ and made his way out of the neighborhood.
Once you’d made it onto one of the main roads you turn to face Steve, “Um, Steve? Who are we going to see?”
Steve, keeping his eyes on the road chuckled a little bit, “Sorry, it's a secret. Though I'm sure if you thought about it, you'd figure it out.”
Figure what out?
The answer hits you like a freight train going full force.
“Eddie…” you breathe out like the answer has stolen most of your air.
“Yeah, the man himself.” Steve makes a left turn, “Do you know what you wanna say?”
Pulling out the letter you'd written earlier, you wave it slightly, “I have some things written here.”
“Perfect!” Steve happily exclaims. He's honestly happy just spending time with you.
Making another left turn you spot a sign.
Stone Mountain Cemetery
You hadn't been here in two weeks and when you were here last Eddie– even your thoughts couldn't finish as you felt warm streaks of tears fall from your irises.
Steve took a quick glance at you and his face fell. Maybe this was too soon for you, “Do you need me to turn around? We don't have to do this.” Steve calmly reassures you, ready and willing to turn around and take you home.
Steve's words bring comfort to your distressed state. Suddenly you feel a surge of courage travel up your body.
“I have t-to do this. I-I n-need to see him.” Through your broken sobs and sniffles you say what's on your mind with determination.
You will see Eddie and tell him what you'd been feeling since he's been gone.
Steve pulls into a parking spot and sits for a minute, putting a supportive arm around your shoulders he promises, "I'm here for you. Today, tomorrow and every day after.”
Taking some deep needed breathes, you feel your rapid heartbeat beginning to steady, your tears less frequent, and your mind more focused on what you need to do.
“Thank you so much, Steve.” Leaning your head onto his shoulder you voice your gratitude for his patience and care.
He kisses your head, he feels your hair against his lips, “You're welcome, I'm happy to do this for you.”
“Steve?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you mind holding me while I read what I have to say to Eddie?”
“Not at all, hun.” He didn't hesitate in answering you.
  “Alright then,” unbuckling your seatbelt, you lean out of Steve's embrace, “let's go.”
  Steve follows suit unbuckling his seatbelt.
  Exiting his car you look up at the sky once again, the sun is about thirty minutes to the horizon and that works perfectly for you.
  Steve appears beside you, sporting a smile, “Ready?” His large hand is held out for you to take.
  Which you take right away.
  “I am, lead on, Steve.” smiling back, it still doesn't reach your eyes from Steve's perspective but he's happy to be helping you in your time of need.
  If you could guess how long you had been walking until you reached Eddie's grave you'd say about 5 minutes, so not long at all.
  “We made it,” Steve says with a somber tone.
  “Yeah…” the familiar placing of each headstone leading up to Eddie's you remember, as if you could forget such an unhappy event.
“So,” Steve scratches the back his head and gazes out into the sunset, “you know what you're gonna say.”
  “I do, I mean– I did, ahh fuck it!” Taking the letter you wrote during your break you crumble it up.
 “Isn’t that important?”
  “Yeah, but I'm just gonna say what's on my mind rather than this,” you hold up the crumbled note, “please hold me, Steve.”
  “You got it.” Steve smiles with sadness in his eyes but puts his arm around your shoulders, pulling you as close as he can.
 “Thank you.” You voice your gratitude, feeling something blossom in your chest you don't quite recognize; you'll think on that when you're not grieving.
  Clearing your throat you begin, “Dear Eddie,” you pause taking a deep breath “the two weeks that past since you were laid to rest have been hell, or to be more precise, empty.” Your voice dropped an octive, feeling the sadness creep it's way up your body. “While I didn't see you die, Dustin told me how it happened, how brave you were in not running away. I always knew you were courageous.”
  Chuckling softly you continue, “You said to Dustin to take care of the sheep because you– were going to graduate.” Tears pour from your eyes as Steve holds you impossibly closer.
  “Honey, you're doing great.” He plants a kiss on your temple.
  “You didn't deserve this fate. You deserved to have your name cleared with all of our help. Then, once you graduated, you'd get the hell out of Hawkins– or whatever you wanted to do as long as you were alive!”
  Anger rose to the surface of your emotions, “Fuck the demobats. Fuck the upsidedown. Fuck Vecna. And Fuck Hawkins lab! All of them are culprits in taking those we care about away!”
  Unbidden faces pop into your mind: Chrissy Cunningham, Fred Benson, Patrick McKinney, and Max Mayfield, the last miraculously survived the attack with severe injuries but you still couldn't help but think of the others that have perished that had some sort of a connection with Hawkins Lab.
  From the very first peculiar thing to occur with Will Byers all the way up to Eddie Munson. Those different faces, some good, some bad all had their lives taken from them.
  A large flame has been lit within your body, you clench your fists, “He’ll pay for this…” 
  “Hun?” Steve questions with concern in his voice.
  “Eddie Munson, I promise you, your death will NOT be in vain. Vecna will be defeated, the gates WILL close and Hawkins will go back to the way it was before all this fucked up shit happened. I don't yet know how it'll happen but I will not stop until all of this hell ends.” Anger infused with determination to end the hell that's been happening has come to life within you.
  Wiping away the remaining tears that made their escape from your eyes with your forearm you close, “Love your Sweetheart, Y/n.” Shoving the crumbled note back in your pants pocket your knees buckle and you begin to sob heavily.
  Steve embraces you fully, letting you cry in his strong arms, “That's it, let it all out hun.” Steve gently rubs your back, he feels your body tremble, “I've got you.”
  Unbeknownst to the both of you an unseen friend of you both was watching the scene unfold in its entirety, “Well, damn, sweetheart. If I didn't know better I might think you were in love with a dead guy!” Eddie lets out a hearty laugh at the very idea. 
  “But I hope you'll be okay…” doubt plages Eddie's mind.
  “She will be fine” a voice simultaneously familiar and unfamiliar to Eddie spoke gently.
  “Yeah,” Eddie had no doubt in his mind now, you will be okay. “Harringtons got her.” Placing a translucent hand on Steve's shoulder, he says.
“Don't cha, big boy?”
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hold pinkies with eddie in crowding places <3
eddie squeezing your hand to remind you he’s there next to you <3
eddie holding your hand to his back while he walks in front of you <3
holding eddie’s arm when you’re too sleepy to walk on your own <3
eddie kissing your temple while his hand holds the side of your head <3
wearing eddie’s jacket and smelling his cologne <3
sleeping in eddie’s in bed during winter <3
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asking for a friend but how do you find the IP address of the people sending you hate?
i linked this in my bio and now i can see all of you who come here and what you're clicking on because death threats aren't fun to get.
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if you think it's okay to come into my inbox and say whatever the fuck you want, then I should be allowed to know where you are exactly, it's only fair
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To Die For (1995)
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Ahhh omg I'm in love
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Fantastic Four
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Eddie Munson x Artist!Reader
🩵 FULL OF FLUFF 🩵 { +2.6K } but still… my page is only for 18+, mention sex stories, kissing, reader is nothing mention about body size or length of hair, no y/n, reader have satin dress in later, pet names babe, sweetie, mention cheater on reader (not from Eddie), mention beat up, very happy ending (lmkiimta)
Finally, I have energy to finish this. This is surprising! I got over 200 followers and I want to say thank you all so much, you have no idea how much it meant to me. Thank you *mwah mwah*
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Today is the day! It’s our 4 year anniversary, you want to do something special for him since Eddie already spoiled you for so many years and you still haven’t returned. He just won’t stop! But he- ugh, adorable best boyfriend ever
First thing in the morning, you woke up early before he did. You’re making the banana pancakes, easiest to make ever, all you can use are almost ripe bananas and eggs, that is.
Mashed the bananas with a fork and mixed with eggs. Turn on the stove and wait till the pans get hot. While the pans are warming up, you slice the strawberries to make them look like a rose.
Father taught you how to make strawberry roses. It can look really hard but it is easier than you think, just slice them outside of strawberry not all the way down. Do bottom up to the top.
Finally, the pans are ready to go, put bacon in and let it cook. You are sure Eddie will wake up by the smell of bacon but wishing he just stays in bed.
While the foods were cooking as you hummed, dancing around, you still can hear Corroded Coffin from the last night, it was the most metal ever. Plus still can hear his beautiful moans while giving him the best blow job he ever had and made him cum twice from the amazing riding his big cock, his favourite and drove him crazier.
Lost when you’re zone out, totally forgot all about bacon and pancakes as they starting burning up, you start sniffing, made shot you up to look at the stove
“Shit!”
As turning off the stove and stare at the pancakes, well, they’re almost black. Damn it. Same as bacon but some of them were really burnt. This is not what you had in your mind, it is supposed to be special, romantic. This is a lot harder than it looks, metalhead made it look so easy.
It takes him many years of practice, no wonder he’s really good at it. That's why you love him so much.
“Morning sweetie”
You gasp as hand over your chest, Jesus Christ you didn’t hear him out of bed. “You scared me”
“Aw I’m sorry, babe. Come here” his arms open, waiting for you to hug him
You pout, closer to his chest, lay your head on his shoulder, arms wrap around his waist. Inhale his bare chest, smell like sex from last night and cigarette, you love it, it so him.
“I’m sorry I ruined your breakfast. It was supposed to be romantic breakfast in bed but then it got disaster” you groans in disappointment
“That’s so sweet of you but you don’t have to do that. It's supposed to be my job.” His words made your heart flutter. Pull away from his hug to look at his beautiful puppy brown eyes
“But you did all the hard work and it was supposed to be my turn but then they’re burnt” you sound like you’re a child making the odd breakfast for mother day.
He chuckles as little stick tongue out, “you can’t beat the romantic man. Here, you sit your ass down and watch your sexy man making breakfast for his wonderful 4 year’s anniversary girlfriend.” He push your body being swiftly spun around and smack your cheek bum to make you squeak and laugh. Unexpectedly, felt his hand wrap around your arm, pulling you back to him again.
You look at him with question face
“Hey.. I didn’t get my morning kiss” his hand were cupping your face, kissing you hungrily. Yours holded his shoulders trying to find some balance. The kiss was special, no one ever kissed you with such a passion, tongue slipping inside your mouth.
Eddie hands started to move down your body caressing every curve he dreamed so much about, until he arrived at your ass. He grabbed it with care and gave it a soft slap. You groans
He's going to be the death of you
Pull away to look at you, “hey, I have an idea, if you want to take a bet. If my gift is way better than yours then you have to do anything I say.”
Shit, fuck. His brown eyes already turn dark. Fuck. You do know what his plans with you
“And if my gift is better than yours?” You question, raise brow up
“Anything you want me to”
You’re smirking, you like this and you know you are going to win, your gift is way better than him, it must have. Oh yeah, you are definitely the winner.
“You’re on, Munson”
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Today all you have the plans, the perfect plans
Eddie does know that you do have plans with him, take him to the best memories places.
First thing is to take him the lovers lake. That was the first time you met him. It was the weirdest day ever because your ex-best friend was an asshole to you since she untied your top bathing suit and ripped it off of you and took it off. You had to stay in freezing water, no one saved you.
Thankfully the person showed up but wasn’t expecting to see Eddie Munson show up with the bands. Well shit. You had no choice but to ask for his help. He was so sweet and helpful as he grabbed his dark blue shirt from the van and gave it to you. It felt warm, must be he wore it and took it off before arrived here. Boys turn around to not look at you. Tapping his shoulder, turning back to look at you again, you both can’t stop smiling or staring at each other. You and Eddie never stop hanging out.
Second things, at lunch time, you took him to Benny's restaurant, that's how you and Eddie got the first date, it was kinda ruined because your ex boyfriend showed up, what a wonderful night… Chance keeps saying that you’re still his girlfriend, how frustrating was that? It only been a month and he still has not moved on, all he did was cheat on you.
Eddie stranded up for you to push Chance away and he made a move to punch Eddie face, everything went loud and shocking. Thank god for Ben stopped them as he pulled them apart to ask what happened. You told him that Chance made a move first, Ben kicked him out and let you have a nice dinner with Eddie for free. It was perfect night, Eddie save the night
Third things, take him to the comic book store, it was a beautiful memory but terrible. One afternoon, Eddie took you to the comic store for Will's birthday gift and unexpectedly ran into Tommy and Carol, your ex-best friend. Why does the universe keep ruining our day?!
Tommy won’t shut his dirty mouth, keep saying that your boyfriend was a freak, trailer trash and garbage, made you snap. As you punch his face, possibly you heard his bone crack, thinking his nose was broken. Carol was snapped too, grab your hair into fist and pull to make you yelp in pain. Eddie pushes Tommy back before he reaches you. Tommy started to fight with metalhead.
Finally Sheriff Hopper and two more cops showed up to stop fighting. As Jim and the cop pull Eddie and Tommy apart, another cop pulls Carol away from you, the store manager holds you back from her.
You explain to Hopper about what happened that Tommy made a move “first” and the manager agreed with you, exactly what happened, because they didn’t like them at all. So cops pull Tommy and Carol out of the comic book store and never return again because they were banned.
Manager let you and Eddie have two free comic books each. You both were so happy and feeling so lucky. He pulled out Fantastic Four & Daredevil, his favourite. You pull out Wonder Woman & the Amazing Spider-Man, you think Peter Parker was hot, got metalhead jealous. You didn’t forget one night, he fuck you like a beast.
The last thing is to take him to dinner at home. He doesn’t understand that part, how was that special? So you’ll explain to him later.
You are making the dinner (this time you won’t burn ‘cause you made them before) the butter chicken by slicing the raw chicken breast into the cubes then putting them onto the pot, you can hear them sizzling.
Next thing is wash the rice three times until the water is clear and fill up the water again and leave out for 30 minutes, they’ll taste better after cooking them.
Finally explaining to him the reason why that night was so special because after the dinner, you and Eddie were sitting on the couch while drinking the coffee, you both doesn’t want to end it so why not just keep talking and continue but then after almost hours, curly-haired made a move as leaning to your lips, softly kissing, like making love.
Took you to our bedroom and had slow sex went for hours and hours. It was beautiful, all he just kept staring at your beautiful colour eyes and kissing on your blushing cheeks, nose, chin and forehead, all over the place. He keeps telling you that he loves you so much, wants to spend the rest of your life with him and he just wants to show you how much you mean to him and take things nice and slow.
Eddie thinks today is really the greatest day ever, bringing all memories back to make him happier. He may know that you are going to win but he still thinks you’re not, he can’t wait much longer but be patient and don’t want to ruin the wonderful night. Spending time with you is his favourite thing.
Both finish dinner
“Thank you for today and dinner. That was an amazing babe. I love you” That beautiful blush rises like the sun across his face. He smiles at you; a twinkling, boyish grin, his muted freckles a scattering haze along the dimples of his cheeks. He’s beautiful in every sense of the word, and you can seldom believe that he’s yours.
You smiled, “you’re welcome. Now it's time to open the gift! I’ll be back” As you stood up, went upstairs to the bedroom and grabbed the gift but gotta change the clothes, you want to look more nicely.
You slip on the embroidery trim plain Satin Slips, it’s beautiful brown, contrast lace and deep v neck, just perfect fit like a glove. He will love this. Finally grab the gift and back downstairs to the living room.
Unexpectedly, you see him in a tuxedo and the roses pile all over the floor, candle lights. Is that what you think this is?
“Eddie? What is this?” Your heart is racing, you have no idea how you felt, excited or nervous but goddamn excited. Standing in front of him, staring at him. My gosh, he look so nervous almost ready to explode
“Sweetie. You are an amazing, wonderfully beautiful person I was ever in love with. First time I saw you in high school and I was swooning, it made my heart explode. God I was so nervous to talk to you but so glad I ran to you at the lovers lake” you laughed, eyes full of tears when Eddie smiled.
He continued, “I knew this day was perfect because I finally can talk to you. Your eyes colour is my favourite, beautiful skin that I love our body touch and your voice is my music. I really want to spend time with you to have a family, the mini munson.”
You really can’t stop smiling to make your cheeks hurt and have no idea how long you've been crying, damn the ruined makeup. But don’t care, he still loves you with no mess or mess. Watching him one knee down and pull the little red box out of his pocket, open it
“Will you marry me?”
“Yes, yes millions times yes!” As push yourself into his hug and kiss hard, almost crush the teeth. Sparking an electrical bolt through your entire body.
Pull apart, Eddie pulls the ring out and slides into your finger, perfect fit. Gosh it’s so beautiful, it has an enhanced black diamond centered along a graceful split shank that shimmers with sparkling white diamonds. Soon he will be your husband
It’s your turn. You are freaking nervous about this gift. “Eddie, open mine” as you give him the blue box with white bow
He grinning, can’t wait to find out what’s in it. You and him move to sit on the couch and let him rip the bow off and slide open, scanning inside. Lift the frame of art that you drew it, it him in the Fantastic 4 with four more characters
Steve is Reed Richards/Mr. Fantastic, Nancy’s Susan Storm/Invisible Girl and think Jonathan is Ben Grimm/The Thing. Finally Eddie is Johnny Storm/Human Torch and you’re standing behind him with arms wrapped around his neck. God he loves it so much.
“Think I look good with short, almost blonde hair?” Eyes found yours
“Oh heck no, I love your hair. But what do you think?” You crooned in nervous
“I love it. Thank you.” Kiss your lips
You told him there’s more. He keeps digging in as take the blue paper out, it’s another F4, a comic book issues 282, 1961 the first series. Never thought he would see this again, it was his first book since he was a little boy but then Allen destroyed the book. Eddie has been looking for that book forever but none was found.
“Oh my god, babe! How do you find that?!” Eyes full of bright as tapping his foot
“Well I got a little help.” Smirking on your face. Dustin was the one who helped you to find it, it wasn’t easy but after calling 16 comic stores and one of them found it, it was in California. You drove there with Robin and Steve, you hate driving by yourself, it was too lonely.
But it worth it
“There's one more in there!”
“Jesus, you don’t have to do that” he doesn’t like for you spending too much for him, he think it so sweet but he doesn’t need anything but you
“Well this one I can’t return,” you smile.
Last thing as he pulls another blue paper out and sees blue roll fabric, think it a shirt but look small. Pull it out and roll out and it’s a baby bodysuit, got 4 on it, of course, it’s F4. But wait..
Eddie's eyes meet yours, is that what he thinks this is? “Are yo- are you having a baby?”
Nodding your head as smiling showing the teeth, tears already falling down your cheeks “we’re having babies. Twins.”
His eyebrows shot up under his bangs, eyes went widely, “holy shit! Twins! That’s amazing!” Definitely not wasting his time as arms wrap around you, hugs tightly. “Wait, how long?” Pull back to look at you again
“Remember the special night I told you about it?”
“That’s two months ago? Holy shit.” He laughed. “God I love you so much and I love you too” as he leans down to your belly, kisses and hand covers your belly, your hand covers his.
“Look like we both win” you said, grinning
Laughing out loud as nodding his head. “Yeah I swear I thought I was going to win but damn” you both laughed.
“Hey! I just release that we are-“
You finish his sentence, “Fantastic Four, yup” popping the P.
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Eddie Munson gifs 4/?
The moment that impacted so many of us <3
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Did someone say...arms...???
... but yes, Joseph is definitely not fit to play Johnny Strom
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