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Hey lovely people! So just an update for this account:
I'm in the process of moving everything over to eddieandbird so please be sure to follow me there
After I'm done writing Eddie & Bird, I will most likely delete this account. Thank you for all the support! -Bird
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Can’t Stop Staring
Summary: Eddie notices you staring at him during class and confronts you about it.
Warnings/Tags: fluff|just sweetness|short blurb
A/N: @unbetaedimagines convinced me to write a fic around my fan art and I couldn’t resist! -Bird
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You walked into your second period government class, caught off guard by the rearrangement of the room since spring break ended. The desks were now in groups of four; two desks side by side and all four were facing each other. You sit roughly where you’d usually be. In the middle near the window.
“Good morning, fellow classmates! Are you ready for another day of pretending to pay attention?” Eddie slammed his torn up notebook on the desk in front of you. The other kids at your section rolled their eyes and gave no response.
“Good morning, Eddie,” You said softly with a smile.
“Finally someone responds! How ya doing, Darling? Did you have a good break?” He took your hand and shook it. Before you could respond, the bell rang.
“Alright, Mr. Munson. Please take your seat. Class is starting now,” Mr. Levi scolded him.
“Sorry, Teach! Just trying to be friendly,” Eddie chuckled as he sat down. “He seems like he has a stick up his ass today. I’ll try to behave,” He leaned in to whisper to you. You giggled pulling out a couple notebooks.
You found it strange that even though you and Eddie had been going to school together for a couple years, you felt like you were meeting him for the first time. He wasn’t as mean and scary as your friends warned you he was. Eddie seemed really nice, charming even. You couldn’t help being stuck on the thought as Mr. Levi’s voice drowned out.
You couldn’t stop yourself from studying Eddie. You made a game of staring at him and looking away as soon as he made a sudden movement. Mr. Levi rolled a TV stand in the front of class to play a Ronald Regan speech. The assignment was to take notes on it, but you brought out your sketchbook instead. Eddie’s eyes looking off to the TV had you completely mesmerized and you knew you couldn’t resist capturing the moment. You brought your knees up to your chest, using them as a drawing surface so no one could see what you were doing.
Your cheeks were on fire, as your eyes traced lines over Eddie’s face. Your wrist was following what you saw, flicking over the paper trying to get his locks of hair in his face just perfect. Eddie felt your eyes burning into him, even though every time he would turn to look at you, your face was buried in your sketchbook.
“What?” Eddie mouthed silently to you. You shook your head in response. He rolled his eyes and went back to watching the video. Your heart was beating out of your chest. Your position wasn’t giving your lungs enough air, so you relaxed your legs, slipping them back under the desk. As soon as you did, you felt something rubbing against your ankle. You look underneath to see Eddie’s dirty white sneaker working at your leg. You lifted your head to see him smirk and then look away pretending like it didn’t happen.
“Stop,” You mouthed to him, trying not to smile too wide. He shrugged and crossed his arms, looking pleased with himself. You smirked to yourself and dove back into your drawing. You looked longingly at the picture, excitedly putting down details of Eddie’s face. You were so captured by it, you didn’t even notice that the class was wrapping up. The school bell startled you, causing you to drop your pencil. Students rushed out of the room as you bent over to pick it up. Once you returned to your previous position, you found Eddie sitting on top of your desk. He swiped your sketchbook off of your lap and you desperately reached for it. His strong arm held yours down.
“Eddie, stop! Give it back,” You whined.
“Let me see it first! I need proof that someone actually would write me love notes in class!” He declared.
“What? It’s not a love letter!” You stuttered. “It’s just a stupid doodle!” You watched in horror as Eddie gave it a long look in silence for a moment.
“W-wow… I didn’t know I looked like this…” His eyes were wide and his mouth hung open. He thought to himself, this wasn’t just a doodle. The drawing had detailed shading and you got the sparkle in his eye just right. “Did you really draw this just now?” You shyly nodded. “You are amazing, seriously,” He excitedly pointed at your drawing, showing you his favorite details.
“Thanks, Eddie,” You blushed.
“Do you mind if I keep this?” He asked nervously. You giggled and shook your head, taking the sketchbook out of his hands. He watched intently as you carefully pulled out the page and handed it to him.
“Here you go, Munson,” You said as you passed it to him.
“Y’know, Hellfire could use an artist like you,” He smirked, nudging your arm.
“Your D&D club? I thought that was just a roleplay game,” You chuckled nervously.
“Yeah, but I’m looking to upgrade the campaigns a little more visually. I would love it if you came and helped me draw maps and paint figures with me,” He had one hand on his chest and the other out for you to shake.
“I’m going to have to see what my schedule’s like…” You elongated your words. “…but sure, why not?” You took Eddie’s hand and shook it.
“Welcome to Hellfire,” He smiled back.
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i’m so sorry i just overloaded your notifs bur i was off tumblr for a couple weeks and needed to catch up on all your cute eddie graphics 🥲💕
no pls i loved it you are adorable and i appreciate all the love!!
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That’s A Wrap
Summary: Joseph is having a tough day on set, but luckily he has you to cheer him up.
Warning/Tags: fluff|short blurb|cursing|winter setting
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I have never had a nightmare director experience like this in my entire career. I’ve been saying the same two lines over and over for an hour. Maybe it’s the slight hangover from the night before or the fact that I only got 3 hours of sleep, but this is absolute torture. I shouldn’t have even taken this job in the first place, it’s just a shitty commercial. I grumble and moan in between takes. I have no idea why the makeup team has to powder my nose every two takes. Am I really that oily? This whole thing is making me feel totally weird and insecure. I just wish I could leave already.
But here you come. Stumbling onto set with my coffee I requested. My day is instantly made when you finally come up and embrace me. I say thank you through my sips and kisses. The irritating director says we’re starting up again but this time, I feel much more motivated. The combination of caffeine and you standing behind the scenes makes my smile twice as bright. I can see you mouthing compliments at me and making funny faces behind the staff just to make my laugh more authentic. You can’t stop being adorable, not even for a minute. I love that bit you do when someone’s talking to me and you pretend to fall asleep. Have I ever told you how hilarious you are? You are a walking stand up show.
Finally the damn director calls it wrap. I want to give all the credit to you. It really felt like a team effort. If it wasn’t for you turning this day around, who knows how long I’d be working. You run up to hug me when it’s all done. I love when you jump into my arms and make me carry you out. I’ll always tell you that you’re ridiculous, but you see right through me. You know that I feel so special when you’re all over me. We’re sharing sweet kisses in the elevator and holding hands on the way out. I thank you over and over for coming to set for me. You say it’s no problem and that you love watching the process. You could not be any cuter. Your eyes are glittering as you’re bundled in your big coat and holding onto my arm. I hope you can’t tell from the condensation of breath how fast my heart is beating. I press my pink nose to yours before giving you more kisses. You make me feel alive, Darling. I’m so grateful you’re mine.
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reblog to give Eddie your jacket 🥺💖
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Part 20 - Where Are We?
Eddie & Bird [photo] Part 21
When Robin and Nancy pulled up to Dove’s place, they knew something was wrong. The front door and Dove’s car door were left wide open and there wasn’t a sign of her or Eddie anywhere.
“Shit where are they?” Nancy cursed under her breath. She screeched her car to halt and they got out.
“Bird! Eddie!” Robin called as she walked into the house and looked around. “Dove! Where are you?”
“Dove?” Nancy saw that the door to the backyard was left open as well. Robin cautiously followed her into the backyard.
“Dove! Eddie!” The two screamed.
“Did they go into the woods?” Robin gave Nancy a terrified look.
“Maybe, but then why would her car be open?” Nancy looked back towards the house.
“Hello?” The two girls heard Hopper’s voice as he came inside. Dustin, Steve, Mike and El were following behind him. The two groups came together in the living room. “Where are they?” Mike asked.
“We don’t know! We got here and they were nowhere to be found,” Robin explained. Eleven then caught her attention. Her eyes were wide and her breathing was heavy. “El, are you okay?”
“They are close…” She said eerily.
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After falling for what felt like days, they were violently spat out from the void onto the middle of a two way road. Eddie landed first, his head harshly hit the asphalt. Dove then fell onto him, her head crashing into his chest, knocking the wind out of him.
“Eddie, are you okay?” She asked in between coughs.
“Yeah… I’m just going to have one hell of a headache later,” He grunted as he sat up, being careful not to knock down Dove.
A loud crack of thunder sounded as Dove began to look around her. She jumped at the sight of an eerie dark blue sky and a decaying forest that surrounded them. There were no cars on the road, just patches of slimy branches for miles.
“Eddie… where are we?” Dove clung to his side.
Eddie sat there shocked. Flashbacks of the tornado of demobats filled his mind as soon as his skin touched one of the familiar dust particles in the air.
“No…” He whispered.
“What?” Dove looked at him.
“No, no, we can’t be here. We shouldn’t be here!” Eddie’s scream echoed in the distance. He scooched Dove off him and quickly stood up. He paced around with eyes glued to the road as Dove sat there staring.
“Eddie, what are you talking about?” She whined as she got up herself.
“We’re in the Upside Down…” Eddie’s breathing was rapid and his eyes darted all around.
“This is the Upside Down? How the hell did we get here?” Dove asked frantically, keeping close behind Eddie.
“I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know,” He said through gritted teeth. “God dammit!” He screamed.
“Eddie, quiet! We don’t know who could hear us,” She hushed.
“No, Dove! We are already dead. We don’t know where we are. We don’t know where a gate is-”
“Eddie?”
“We don’t have any weapons! We are going to be eaten alive!”
“EDDIE!” Dove yelled to finally catch his attention.
“WHAT?” He screamed back.
“There’s a sign right behind you,” She pointed. 10 feet away from them was a sign that they were looking at the back of. The two walked around to see what it had said.
“Welcome to Havenport. Population 125,” Eddie read aloud.
“My house is 2 miles from here,” Dove gasped. “I mean, you know, in the normal world it would be,”
“Alright guess we’re going this way,” Eddie grabbed her hand and began walking again at a hurried pace.
Dove and Eddie kept quiet on their walk, partly because they were afraid of what could be around, but mostly because they didn’t know what they would say to each other. The supernatural interruption of their argument had lessened the intensity of their anger. Dove was starting to feel bad about hitting Eddie. It wasn’t right for her to try to get physical with him. She knew he wasn’t the type to hit a girl back. Eddie was visibly moody, not even attempting to make a cheeky joke for her to laugh at.
“Eddie?” Dove took every ounce of courage she had to break the silence.
“What?” He said quickly, continuing to walk.
“What does it look like? Y’know when you saw those people die,” she asked softly.
“Bird, I really don’t want to talk about it. I don’t want to start up another fight,” Eddie said, crossing his arms. Dove frowned as she saw him close himself off to her.
“I’m sorry. I promise I’m not trying to start anything. I just want to understand… I wanna know what to be aware of… or maybe why you’re so worried about it happening to me,” Her voice trailed off as she looked back into the tall trees. Eddie sighed.
“To your first concern, I don’t really know if it’s the same for everyone. From what I remember, your eyes roll back in your head, you get lifted into the air by this invisible force, and then it breaks all your limbs and takes your eyes,” he explained in disgust.
Dove’s eyes were wide at the gruesome details. She brought her thumb up to her mouth and chewed at her nail.
“To the second concern… I was hoping I didn’t spell it out for ya,” Eddie finally stopped walking and looked at her.
“What?” She looked up at him. His brown eyes were reflecting the blue light of the environment back down at her. He looked at her longingly, dropping his shoulders and allowed himself to be vulnerable.
“Bird, you are probably one of the most amazing people I’ve ever met and that’s saying a lot. Nobody in Indiana impresses me,” He started walking again as he spoke. “And I don’t know about you, but the past few days that we’ve been together, have been the best days I’ve ever had. Monsters, nightmares and all,” she blushed, giving a warm smile.
“I agree…”
“And I know we’re still strangers-“
“Friends,” Dove smiled wider as she corrected him.
“Wow, you move fast Buckley, I’m getting whiplash,” She rolled her eyes as he chuckled. “What I was trying to say is that… I really like you, Bird. I think you’re one of the raddest people I’ve ever met and it would completely suck if I saw anything really bad happen to you. That’s why I’m going to do anything in my power to keep you safe,”
“Hey, that's my job!” she whined, playfully pushing him.
“Huh?” Eddie watched Dove stick her pinky out to him.
“Keep you safe,” She nodded, looking up at him with stars in her eyes.
“Keep you brave,” He replied, connecting his pinky to hers. They both held their hands like that as they continued on.
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#eddie munson#stranger things#eddie munson fanfic#stranger things fanfic#steve harrington#robin buckley#nancy wheeler
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@eddiesskittle thank you so much 😭 ill try to post another chapter tonight, and i'll tag you
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When Dustin found Eddie alive after the demobats attacked him, the crew does their best to keep Eddie safe and out of the public eye. Robin reveals she knows someone who can keep him hidden, but she worries that they might not get along.
Content Tags + Warnings
slow burn | fluff | S4 continuation | OC | no smut | swearing | slight angst | body dysmorphia | family trauma | various mature themes | female love interest | Fix-It? | Light Gore/Violence [Please let me know if I need to add any tags]
Characters
Eddie Munson
Dustin Henderson
Steve Harrington
Robin Buckley
Dove Buckley [oc]
Jim Hopper
Eleven (Jane) Hopper
Mike Wheeler
Nancy Wheeler
Chapters
Part 1 - The Return of Eddie Munson
Part 2 - Robin’s Solution
Part 3 - Dove
Part 4 - I Promise I Won’t Eat You
Part 5 - Bird House
Part 6 - Roommates
Part 7 - The First Night
Part 8 - Eleven’s Check In
Part 9 - Good Morning
Part 10 - The Roof Incident
Part 11 - Super Metal
Part 12 - Static Shock
Part 13 - Family Dinners Are The Worst
Part 14 - Deja Vu
Part 15 - Visions
Part 16 - Dove’s First Crush
Part 17 - The Writer's Groupie
Part 18 - Songs Don't Work
Part 19 - You Just Don't Get It
Part 20 - Where Are We?
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Hawkins Haunt
Summary: You’re going to a “haunted house” on Halloween and Eddie tries to be brave.
Warnings/Tags: fluff|short blurb|fake blood|cursing
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“I don’t know why you asked to go to this, Munson. You’re so easily started,” You scoff. The both of you stood in the queue for the annual Hawkins Haunt.
“What? Am not!” Eddie folds his arms and mumbles.
Out of the corner of your eye you saw an actor dressed up like a bloody clown approaching Eddie from behind. You did your best to not make any sudden facial expressions as you waited for Eddie to get what was coming to him.
“HAPPY HALLOWEEN!” The actor screamed, nudging Eddie.
“WHAT THE FUCK!” He screamed back in response. You saw him lifting up a fist, and you quickly caught it before Eddie assaulted the clown.
“Now, now Edward,” You giggled. You knew how much he hated being called that so it only made him more worked up. “Just tell me why you wanted to come here, and I promise I’ll tell all your friends you went through it like the big, strong man you are. I’ll even drive us home this time,” You reached over to pinch his cheek.
“Harrington dared me to do it, okay? He said I wouldn’t even last two seconds in it, which is ridiculous cuz’ this shit’s made by babies for babies,” He sighed.
“Who cares what Steve thinks? He has to leave the room if Robin even mentions her period,” You laughed.
“You’re right, I just want to prove him wrong so badly. I got Dustin and Mike looking up to me now, I can’t tell them the leader of Hellfire is a wuss…” He pouted. You weren’t thrilled about getting yelled at by a bunch of teens in fake blood, but you knew you wanted to help Eddie conquer his fear.
“Okay, fine we’ll stay,” You rolled your eyes, feigning annoyance. Finally you were next in line and you felt Eddie’s warm body pressed behind yours.
“Will you go first, please?” He said with his eyes wide. You grab a hold of his hand before stepping inside of the haunted house.
“You’ll be fine, c’mon,” You said, trying to be supportive.
The room was almost pitch black when you stepped in, except for a few lights on the floor, illuminating the fog machines. You could feel Eddie’s hand trembling in yours.
“Ow!” You cried as you felt Eddie step on the heel of your foot.
“Sorry!” He gasped.
“Eddie, are your eyes even open? Watch where you’re going!” You spat.
“I said I’m sorry! God,” He whined.
As you two went on walking, you felt Eddie flinch at fake spiders falling from the ceiling. Every time an actor would come out to scream, he sank deeper into your back, completely hiding his face in your hair.
“You doing alright, back there Munson?” You asked. You were far too worried about Eddie to even pay attention to anything that was in front of you. His arms were now around your waist, making it difficult to walk. You blushed as you felt his grip grow tighter.
“Yup, doin great,” He said sarcastically.
“I think we’re almost at the end, so-“ You were interrupted by Eddie grabbing your arm and dragging you all the way outside, your legs struggling to keep up with his running.
“Fuck yeah! I did it! In your face, Harrington!” Eddie yelled, catching his breath.
“Congrats, Munson. You’re a big boy now,” You were tempted to point his attention to the children who were giggling as they exited the haunted house, but Eddie’s pride was too adorable to ruin.
“Hey you’re my witness okay? You gotta tell everyone for me,” He begged, quickly pulling you into a hug. Your cheeks were burning red as he looked at you with that goofy smirk of his.
“I promise, Eddie. I’ll even tell them you protected me from the bad guys,” You tucked his hair behind his ear and gave him a kiss on the cheek, secretly leaving behind a red lipstick stain.
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taglist: @ofherscarlettwitchways @unbetaedimagines
#eddie munson#eddie munson fanfic#stranger things#eddie x reader#eddie munson imagine#stranger things fanfic
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You drive a hard bargain, Munson 🤔
#eddie munson#eddie munson fanfic#eddie x reader#eddie munson imagine#stranger things#eddie pov#joseph quinn
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bringing valentine’s day early 🥰
#eddie munson#eddie munson fanfic#eddie pov#eddie munson imagine#stranger things#stranger things fanfic
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he said what he said 👀
Eddie loves his excessive PDA and gets you in trouble
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I Have Crushes on My Best Friends
Summary: Reader has internal panic over her crushes on their four best friends
Warnings/Tags: gn!reader|bi/pan!reader|suggestive|body parts|short blurb|eddie munson|steve harrington|robin buckley|nancy wheeler
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I was always taught to write down my deepest feelings, and the feelings I’m having at this moment have been more intense than I’ve ever experienced.
I think I have crushes on my four best friends.
I don’t know if I could even voice this to any of them. I need to just write about it. So here it goes:
Eddie Munson
The loudest and most attention-hungry one has to go first. Eddie, I fell for you the fastest. I knew I wanted you from the moment you stood up for me in class. I was doing a small presentation and these three idiots would not stop talking in the middle of it. You walked up to them, your body bent over their desks. “If you guys don’t shut up during people’s presentations, I swear I’ll break your necks,”. It was kind of a blur but somehow we all ended up with detention. We got to know each other through passing notes secretly, and when you insisted on driving me home afterwards.
Eddie, I don’t think you understand how beautiful you are. From your stupid long hair and big brown eyes to your gorgeous little waist thats always accented by those strong arms, making animated gestures. Your cheap cologne and constant cigarette smell drives me crazy every time we embrace. I love coming home and finding that your smell has lingered on my clothing.
I fell deeper in love with you over late night dinners with you and Wayne. I was fascinated with every story he’d tell me about you growing up. Even as a little kid, you were absolute chaos. I fell even harder when we tried to fall asleep with each other on the phone. You’d go on and on about your D&D campaigns and I just lay there with my heart racing over your low, groggy voice.
Steve Harrington
Then Eddie introduced me to you, Harrington. I was unsure about you at first, but Eddie insisted that you were “the man”. Boy was he right. Jesus, Steve it’s like the model agency gods made you in a lab or something. Even when every other thing that comes out of your mouth is completely unresearched, it didn’t matter to me because you said it so sweetly.
The protective way you look at me makes me melt. I know I could go anywhere with you blackout drunk and you’d completely baby me and make sure I made it home safe. You’re always so skeptical of the dates I decide to go with. Your jealousy and worry is so adorable. Running my hands through that perfect head of hair is the best thing to calm me down. Your stupid laugh is probably my favorite sound.
Damn you, Munson for seeing through my bullshit. You always push for me to be Steve’s plus one. I notice when you “accidentally push” me into him, and he has to hug me to make sure I’m okay. Oh Steve, with you I am more than okay. Being around you makes my heart soar over the clouds.
Robin Buckley
With Steve, always came you Robin. You were the first girl to ever make me feel like this. I hope you didn’t notice me laughing way too hard at you bullying the boys. I hope you never catch on to the way I oggle at you when you’re going on one of your long-winded rants.
I can’t help myself falling for your soft green eyes and that damn wide smile. You often try to hide it from me because you’re insecure about how big and uneven your teeth are. I need you to stop hiding from me. I want to make those freckles around your nose turn red as I hold you. I want to be the one who’s straddling you in bed while I help you put on eyeliner and mascara. You’d hate it, but I’d tickle your sides until you told me you loved me so I’d stop.
Even if you think it’s lame, I always show up to your band recitals. I cheer you on and take you out for burgers afterwards. I love how weird you sit there with your head between your knees like some kind of adorable gargoyle. I don’t mind hanging out with your other girl friends, but god forbid they take up too much of your time. I get extremely jealous of any girl who tries to be nicer to you than me.
Nancy Wheeler
I get jealous of any girl who looks at Robin, except for Nancy. Wheeler, you are the girl of my dreams. Always the smartest in the room without even trying. I don’t know how I’d even pass English Lit, if you weren’t there with me in the library every weekend editing my papers. I try really hard to understand what you’re saying, because if I get something right, you’d flash your cute little smile and tell me “Good job!” while patting my back. Your touch feels like electricity.
There’s not a single person on this earth that would treat you like I would, Nance. You’re a girl who needs to be held tight and spoiled rotten. I haven’t any money to give, but boy if I did, you would have a shiny new necklace hanging over your beautiful collarbones every week. I’d hold your umbrella over you during storms and I would walk you home every day.
What I would give just for one chance to stay in your room. I would let you dress me up in your stupid frilly dresses and put your makeup on me. I want to be the one to fill up your cork board with polaroids of kissing and going on all sorts of cute dates together. You’re so sweet and mild-mannered. I want to be the one who learns what drives you wild. I want to have you in my passenger seat of my convertible, your beautiful curls in the wind while I speed on the highways.
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I just know whoever you guys end up with, they’d be the luckiest people in the world. Secretly I hope one of you waits for me.
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Eddie loves his excessive PDA and gets you in trouble
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Takeoff
Summary: Joseph and you are traveling home
Warnings/Tags: fluff|f!reader|
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It is way too early for me to even feel human. You, however, have been up for a couple hours already. Showering, changing and making sure all of our bags are packed. I love how well you take care of me, Sweetheart. I swear without you, I’d forget my belongings everywhere I went. You’re kissing me good morning and pleading with me to go get ready. I tease you and pull you back into bed, getting a quick cuddle in before we go through the chaos of our day.
After my turn to get ready, I watch you start to get giddy. You’re holding on to both of our suitcases. I refuse to let you do everything yourself and I take mine back. In the Uber, we’re sleepily looking through our phones, giggling at all our selfies and photos we took while we were here.
Speaking of photos, we’ve barely made it to the airport and you’re already demanding that I take silly photos of you around all the decorations here. I don’t mind. My phone is already flooded with your goofy faces and I still want a million more.
I’m usually not a fan of airports when I’m there by myself. The clock works slower and I grow tired of people watching, waiting to board. But you make it look like a cool hangout. I love watching you linger around the cafe inside and try to make friends with strangers. You are so sweet trying to make small talk with them. You don’t care how silly you look dancing up and down the halls. You tell me “I’m never seeing these people again, I don’t care,”. I love your confidence and your ability to lift my spirits.
Finally we’re boarding. This is actually my favorite part. I love how you squeeze my arm, because you get startled during takeoff. I place your head on my shoulder and kiss it. I know it won’t be long before you’re falling asleep on me. After your quick nap, you see that I’m watching a film on my iPad. Without you asking, I put one of my earbuds in your ear so you can cuddle up and watch it with me. You turn this crowded plane into our own private theater. You make me forget where we are, that I laugh loudly at the film. You giggle and cover my mouth to remind me not to disturb the passengers. Even things as mundane as this, you make me feel like we’re the last people on earth and I absolutely love you for it.
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Be Serious
Summary: Rockstar!Eddie takes you out to a fancy dinner and brings up the topic of getting married.
Warnings/Tags: fluff|f!reader|eating|short blurb
A/N: Shoutout to @unbetaedimagines again for this concept that makes me SOB -Bird
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“I’m glad the tour is finally over and we can finally start to do things like this again,” Eddie raised his champagne glass and tipped it toward you.
“Me too, Eddie,” You giggle, clinking your glass to his. “I really miss you when you’re gone,” You say sweetly.
“I know, Babe. I hate coming back to the hotel room and you’re not there,” He looks down at you, pouting.
“Buuut that’s why we’re finally going on vacation, and I’m all yours for a month,” You flash a smile. Eddie beams back, his mouth now full with a whole breadstick. He wipes his hands over his sleeveless band t-shirt and ripped jeans. Once your eyes connect again, you roll yours.
“What? What did I do?” Eddie says with a confused look.
“Nothing, my love. I just find it funny that even though you’re a big rockstar now, you’re still Eddie. Wearing your same old clothes, even to a five star restaurant,” You lean forward to wipe the remaining grease on his face with your napkin.
“You want me to wear a monkey suit to this place? We’re just going to eat pasta, it’s no big deal,” He continues to eat while he speaks. “Besides after that GQ shoot, I told my assistant that I wouldn’t wear another tie again unless it was for our wedding,”
You were mid-sip of your drink and hearing Eddie say that made you almost spit it all up.
“Wedding?” You asked after coughing.
“Uh yeah, Babe. Obviously we’re getting married one day. And when we do, it’ll all be Lord of The Rings themed,” He explained as the main dishes made their way to your table.
Once you got your heart rate back to normal, you rolled your eyes at him again.
“If it’s our wedding, you can do whatever you want,” You said in a slightly sarcastic tone. Eddie tilted his head to you.
“I’m thinking it won’t be long until I see you in all white. I know you’ll look absolutely stunning,” He reaches over to grab your hand, kissing the back of it. “What do you think about that?” He says in a lower tone.
“Baby, I think you should be serious,” You start to whine. “Marriage is a serious thing, you have to be serious about it. This isn’t one of your little publicity stunts,”
“Baby, I’m about as serious as this heart attack I’m going to have if you say no,” He chuckles as he grabs your thigh under the table, stroking it gently.
“Hey, don’t do that. Of course I’d say yes, Eddie,” You bite your lip “I’m just worried that we’re too young and your career just started…” You mumble.
“Besides the music, you’re the only one I’m doing this for. I don’t know where this is all going to take me, but I know I don’t wanna do it without you, Babygirl. You’re my muse,” You both start to tear up. You grab your napkin again to wipe the potential tears welling up in your eyes.
“Alright, I guess that settles it,” You giggle. “Call me, Mrs. Munson,”
You watch him take off a silver band from his finger and slowly slip it onto your left ring finger.
“I’M GETTING HITCHED!” Eddie stands up from the booth and yells. Your eyes go wide as you tug on his arm to sit down. It doesn’t take long for the restaurant guests to start clapping and telling you “Congratulations”. Your face turns bright red with embarrassment.
“Eddie, stop! You’re killing me,” You cover your face in your hands.
“Why? The world should know that I’m getting married to the most metal girl ever,” He gave a triumphant smile.
“I love you so much, Eddie Munson,” You sigh, giving in to his excitement.
“I love you too, Mrs. Munson,”
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Steve ruined Eddie's surprise date he has for you 😤
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Slow Day
Alternative name: People Who Like B00bies
Summary: You give Steve a surprise at work.
A/N: I was talking about Steve headcanons with @unbetaedimagines and we came up with something a little like this. Enjoy -Bird
Warnings/Tags: smut|f!reader|semi-public sex?|fingering|pinv|unprotected/creampie|nippleplay
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Steve sighed as he looked over Robin who was yawning while labeling a box of VHS tapes. There had been a total of 6 customers that had come in that day and the two had been bored to tears all day. Steve dragged himself behind the counter to check on the shelf organization towards the front of the store. From the corner of Steve’s eye, he saw you approaching the store in a long peacoat.
“What the…” He whispered to himself. He found it odd that you were wearing such a big coat in the middle of july.
You waltzed in, hearing the chime on the door as you walked through. Your eyes scanned the room for Steve and you were pleasantly surprised that he was standing just a couple feet away from you.
“Hi, Sweetheart,” You smile with your arms out, waiting for a hug. He shot a confused look at you before walking up and holding you.
“Babe, what are you doing here? I thought you had work too,” He said in a low voice so Robin couldn’t hear. With a hand on your back, he led you behind one of the shelves.
“I decided to play hookie today. Don’t tell my mom,” You giggled, pressing your index finger to your lips.
“And you decided to come here because…?” He asked.
“I actually had a surprise for you,” You smirked at him. “Do you think you can sneak us into the back?”
Steve peered over the shelf to look at Robin. She seemed still focused on labeling. He looked back at you and shook his head.
“I swear you’re going to be the reason I lose this job,” He whispered. “Oh this movie does have a sequel! I think we have a couple tapes of it in the back,” He raised his voice enough for Robin to hear. She turned around so you couldn’t see her roll her eyes.
With no apparent response from Robin, Steve grabbed your hand and led you to the back room of the store. As he locked the door behind him. You heard Robin on the other side turning up the television about the room. You gave a light giggle, knowing that she knew of your plan before Steve even did.
“So uh… What’d you bring me?” Steve asked, leaning on the wall.
“Me!” You giggled.
“Haha, very funny. Cute gift, you want some kisses or something?” Steve chuckled before grabbing the back of your head, bringing you in for a forehead kiss.
“I wasn’t finished Dumby,” You rolled your eyes before taking a step back. You felt Steve’s eyes burn into you as you slowly pulled at the string of your coat. You slipped it off your shoulders, revealing a bright red bikini. Steve’s jaw dropped. “Guess who I am,” You sang.
“Oh my god… Linda from Fast Times,” Steve sounded breathless.
“Ding, ding, ding!” You chirped.
“God you really do want me to get fired, don’t you?” He pulled you by the waist, your body against his. His eyes roamed down to your half-bare breasts. “Does it… does it do the thing?” He asked timidly.
“Why don’t you find out for yourself, Harrington?” You said in a sultry voice.
A goofy smile grew on his face as he hooked his fingers into the front of your bikini top. He gently undoes the latch, licking his lips as he watches your breasts bounce out.
“Ta-da,” You said before wrapping your hands behind his neck, pulling him into a kiss. He moaned softly into your mouth before letting his tongue explore it. You felt his hands travel from your cheeks, to your neck, and finally to your chest. Your nipples perked up as he pinched them lightly. You threw your head back as his lips followed his hands, covering your breasts in soft kisses. His light touch made you so sensitive.
“Steve…” You gasped as you felt him greedily dip his hand inside your bikini.
“You’re so wet, Babes. Have you been thinking about me all day?” He asked between more kisses.
“Mhm,” You hummed, biting your lip.
“You know you’re the best girlfriend ever for doing this for me. I gotta say thank you real quick before getting back to work,” He spun your body around and tugged down your bikini, placing more kisses on your ass and thighs.
You heard him unzip his khakis and felt the tip of his cock tease your entrance. You held onto the shelf in front of you to stabilize yourself. He had a firm grip on your hips that he used to slip himself deep inside you. You tried to let out a moan, but Steve muffled it by sticking his fingers in your mouth.
“Please stay quiet, Sweetheart. I don’t want Robin to hear,” He pleaded, mumbling into your neck. Steve stuffed more of his cock inside you. Your eyes rolled back as you swirl your tongue over his fingers. With every long deep stroke, you pushed the shelf causing it to knock against the wall behind it. Your ears were graced with his heavy breathing and his hushed cursing. As his speed picked up, you were excited by the thought of him filling you up. “I’m gonna cum,” He growled. You bit down on his fingers, your walls squeezing him as he came inside you. “You were insane for doing this,” Steve smacked your ass and chuckled, still out of breath.
Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted your post orgasm bliss.
“Harrington, I’m going to lunch, your girlfriend better be gone before I’m back or else I’m telling Keith!” Robin called.
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