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summary based on this lovely anon! thank you for your request, I hope you like it.
tags best friends to lovers. mutual pinning. mentions of weed. Eddie been Eddie and Erica being Erica. season 4. mention of starcourt but nothing else related to the upside down happens. slight use of y/n, sorry. a little bit of angst and then pure fluff. if i missed anything please tell me.
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You are so upset.
You couldn’t fall asleep on the plane. They only had snacks with nuts on them. The juice boxes were gone.
You just want to avoid everyone, specifically Steve.
He didn’t answer your letters for over two weeks, he stopped calling you every night to tell you all about his day and you… you were so upset you couldn’t enjoy the warm welcome your friends had prepared for you.
Life after the Starcourt incident wasn’t easy. Moving away from all the things, from all the people you love, it was destroying you. Jonathan found friends, Will and El do stuff without you all the time. You missed home, you missed your friends, your best friend.
The ride to Steve’s house is short, unfortunately. As Nancy gets out of the car to grab his boyfriend’s hand, Will, El, and Mike make sure to greet Dustin and Lucas at the door. Robin runs to you and hugs you, a warm big smile forms on your lips, she knows something is wrong from the moment your body stays still for a couple of seconds before hugging her back.
“You okay?” she asks, you can’t lie to her but you can’t rant about Steve and how upset you are because it would ruin everyone’s day. Half of the group came back all the way from California.
“I’m okay, Robs. Don’t worry” You take a step back, not dropping your hands from the sides of her arms and squeezing them. “You, young lady, you need to tell me all about Vickie”
She laughs, her cheeks light pink as the color of your skirt. You can’t stop a giggle from coming out of your lips, but as soon as you see him… your body goes stiff again and Robin rushes inside the house to get a drink before spilling everything about her crush.
But there he is. His gray almost blue polo shirt hugs his chest flawlessly. The last two buttons remain unbuttoned and the best friend chain you share with him shows up, resting on his hairy chest that moves up and down as he breathes. His hair, amazing as it is, has a life of itself and it’s beaming as well as his face. You are sure he is wearing the tightest jeans ever but you fight everything in yourself not to look down, as you fight with the same strength and keep your arms to yourself.
He whispers, "Hi" and locks his gaze on you, asking for a hug.
“Hey,” you say, not moving an inch and he finds it odd. Before you moved away you loved his hugs, his arms around you embracing you while your face rested on his chest, so close to his neck that your nose used to catch the scent of his cologne and a hint of cigarettes. Your hips will bump with his and- NO, STOP STOP.
“Are you okay? You look-”
He tries to speak with the same calm as always but it’s impossible. He feels something is different and he can’t wrap his head around it. You interrupt him, bumping your shoulder into his arm and running upstairs mumbling the dumbest excuse ever.
“I- I need to, uhm, go to the bathroom”
Steve doesn’t say anything. He figures you need some space or you are tired from the flight. He reunites with the others in the kitchen and gets introduced to Argyle who is talking to Eddie about something.
He watches you come back, you are holding your best friend's necklace with your fingers, you usually do that when you are nervous. Steve's eyes focus on you and you turn around, going straight to the living room where the others are. Panic settles over his chest and no one seems to notice.
Eddie is quick to hit his shoulder slightly with his palm and nods to the living room, telling Steve to join the others.
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The living room is filled with voices and chuckles. You talk to everyone about your new school, your new house. Everyone pays attention to all the California Shenanigans.
Steve is focused on you, with a frown on his face and yes, you’ve noticed. It took you possibly five minutes to feel his confused gaze over you, but you decided to ignore it. You ignore him as he ignored you when you were away. You keep talking to Erica about her winning the campaign and Eddie joins the conversation making Steve… jealous.
“Guys! Guys. You all talk like you haven’t seen each other in ten years, I get it, but I still need to meet the rest of you!” A high Argyle speaks up, earning everyone’s attention “Can we just have a quick chat?”
“There is something we have to do outside, but you guys chat!” Dustin says as every single one of the kids follows him except Erica.
“Erica, let the grown-ups talk”
A choir of “boos” and “we are not that old” makes Lucas jump, he rolls his eyes and goes out joining his friends in the backyard.
“What? They are going to do a nerdy thing I'm not interested in” Erica replies, looking at everyone in the room.
“Erica, you play dragons and… what is it? castles?” Argyle says.
“Dungeons and dragons, man!” Eddie corrects him and hits him with his elbow. They quickly became friends and it’s hilarious to see them interact.
“You guys are soooo high,” you say. Eddie, who remains by your side, quickly bumps his knuckle softly against your chin, earning a giggle from you.
“What? Do you want a joint, sweetheart? He teases, and you roll your eyes.
“She’s not into that” Steve scoffs, peeking at the interaction that has his head hurting for quite a while now.
“What? She totally is. Bro, remember that time when you got so high you poured your milkshake on Jonathan and Ms. Byers thought he threw up on himself?” Argyle’s confession takes you by surprise, Jonathan laughs remembering and describing the incident to everyone.
The room fills with chuckles one more time. Steve feels a knot in his throat and you try to keep your face away from him.
“I had to tell my mom she tripped, it was a fun day actually,” the older Byers says.
“That reminds me, one time Steve had a date and I accidentally spilled my jar of fresh cherry jam on him. He spent the rest of the shift with his legs wrapped in a towel while his jeans were drying up!” Robin tells the funny story and that’s when you look at Steve.
Your mind starts wandering. He had a date, maybe he had a girlfriend already and that’s why he was so busy.
“Was that the same girl I saw you with at the movie theater?” Nancy asks.
“Nope, that was Heather and the other one was Heidi” Robin answers, Steve looks away from you, embarrassed.
Jealousy starts to get its way through your head. Your breath quickens and you start to get more furious.
“And what happened with Linda?” Nancy asks again.
“Can you guys just drop it?” Steve starts to get annoyed. “We just kissed, that is all”
“Fuck this” you mumble, the only one hearing you is Eddie.
“Woah, are you okay? Eddie notices your face, red with anger and your eyes glassy.
“Can everyone just stop asking if I’m fucking okay?”
Your voice shakes and you storm out of the room. The rest watches you go and Steve panics, but doesn’t move.
“Are you stupid?” Erica speaks, making Steve wake up as she is talking to him.
“What?”
“Oh please, you love that girl and you idiots had to mention all of his dates. She is clearly jealous, even I can see it”
“Erica!” Steve raises his voice but she doesn’t get upset.
“Just the facts! Don’t be a moron Steve”
And that’s what it took. An 11-year-old shit-talking to Steve for him to realize he had to fix this.
He gets up and before he opens the door, Robin grabs his hand stopping him.
“Don’t- don’t lie to her and do not try to push her away” She squeezes his hand before dropping it. “You’ve been miserable without her, don’t make another mistake"
Steve nods, opening the door, and walks to the street to find you, you are walking as quickly as possible but the cold rain slows you down as you hug yourself and walk.
Alone. Annoyed. Jealous. Furious.
“Y/n! Please come back”
An agitated voice makes your ears ring. It’s him, his voice was so recognizable that it was impossible to ignore it. You turn around, making an effort to not run toward him and cry for him, begging him to love you.
You’ve never cried over a boy because you’ve always been in love with your best friend, Steve.
“Please just listen” he begs, the rain starts to calm down as if the sky knows something is about to happen.
“What do you want?”
“I want to talk to you! You have been avoiding me all day and it’s making me crazy. I’m sorry you had to hear all of that” he slurs his words as he tries to ease his breath.
"Are you only apologizing for having dates?"
“No, no. I know ignoring you was wrong, I know trying to push you away was so shitty of me”
You keep your arms crossed against your chest. You keep shivering from the cold of the rain. Your clothes are all soaked and sticky.
“And?”
“And? I’m sorry, I'm sorry. But you didn’t have to act like such a jerk to me, not when I haven't seen you for so long. You know you can talk to me!”
“It’s all good, I wish you would talk to me too but it's too late. Bye now"
“Wait, wait”
“What do you want, Steve?” you shake your head. “Please, enlighten me. What is it? I want to go home. I want to get out of these clothes and curl up in my bed. Just leave me alone alright”
“You are unbelievable”
“What?”
“You know the phone works both ways right?”
“I didn’t need the phone. I sent you a bunch of letters you didn’t read. Sorry to bother you with all of that you couldn’t even open one”
“I read all of them. I'm sorry i didn't reply to them... but now I know you are hiding a lot of things. Tell me, was one of your letters going to mention you smoke weed and hang around god-knows-where while you are high?”
“Oh my god, Steve. That was one time” you sigh. You couldn’t believe he was telling you all of this as if you did something wrong “You were the one ignoring me, remember? Being too busy with girls you couldn’t pick up the phone, what were you doing, Steve?
“They were just dates, nothing happened! I would’ve told you if… I don’t know”
“Well, I had a date too,” you say. It’s not a lie, you did have a date with some guy named Dave, it didn’t go well because let’s be honest he wasn’t Steve. “And I would’ve told you too but it looked like you didn't care”
“You had a date? So you have a boyfriend now or what?” he asks, his fists clenching. His knuckles are white, and his face glows red.
“Why are you getting so upset about it?” you notice a shift in his voice, he looks too angry for some weird reason.
“You have a boyfriend”
“I don’t have a boyfriend. And if I had one, why do you care? You are the one going on hundreds of dates” A laugh comes out of your lips, but your heart is aching.
“Because the dates were a distraction! A distraction that didn't work because no one is... no one is as perfect and beautiful as you, and it kills me, you know?”
You get confused, he starts to get closer. Your tears start to mix with the drops of rain, your sight becomes blurry.
“I like you! Fuck, I love you!” he speaks, defeated and with a hand over his chest, right over his heart. “I have loved you since I met you, I’m sorry I was such a jerk for hiding it but I thought you deserved someone so much better than me and I didn’t-”
He gets cut off by your lips on his. It was everything he needed, he is everything you wanted. The kiss is short but it’s filled with all the pent-up emotions, all the years of waiting, all the lingering hugs and him “casually” always keeping a hand over you.
His lips are soft, he gets a taste of your strawberry chapstick and smiles over your bottom lip. You wrap your arms around his neck, pushing your bodies together.
“I like… I love you too, Steve” you say, his eyes focused on your lips as his hands rest on your waist. “I was hiding it too, and I'm sorry. I'm sorry we had to fight and, I-”
“It’s fine” he whispers, the drops of rain make his hair fall to his forehead, you are quick to brush it away from his face with your fingers, and he doesn’t mind.
“It’s not, we could’ve sorted this out sooner but I was scared– scared that if I told you, you were going to reject me”
“I thought you were going to reject me. Dreaming about you with me every night was better than thinking about losing you, so I was hiding it” he brushes his nose against yours. “But I don't have to hide it anymore. I love you. You love me. God, please tell me you are not joking”
“I’m not joking, Stevie. I love you”
His favorite nickname makes an appearance, he smiles as it’s been a long time since he hasn't heard it.
“I love you too, baby”
The new pet name makes your heart flutter and he wants to kiss you again, but the rain doesn’t seem to stop and you are both shivering.
“Let’s get in before you catch a cold,” he says, taking your hand and intertwining his fingers with yours. You walk with him back to his house, your body immediately feels calmer as you get closer to him and hug him.
“I missed you”
“I missed you too, don’t you dare think i’m letting you leave my house today”
“Wasn’t planning on it”
He grins, you giggle. The girl of his dreams is finally with him, nothing could ruin his mood since that day.
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“i don’t even remember why we used to fight so much”
angsty blurb with eddie please my love 🫶🏽
ex!eddie munson x fem!reader, what happens when exes reunite under the guise of their friends' wedding. @vnusology
you couldn't recall the last time you stood in the same room as edward munson, but as you stepped through the threshold of the venue, he was the first thing your eyes latched onto.
you tried to shake your head of every flashback of the four year relationship with the man. you greeted joyce with a smile, her oldest child was getting married and she couldn't have looked happier.
you walked around the venue admiring all the cute touches nancy has added. ever the meticulous artist, you knew jonathon probably struggled to fit nancy's perfect vision. the thought made you giggle, they had their issues but everyone knew they were meant for each other.
it had been years since you'd seen most of these people, you planted a gentle smile when someone would walk up to you. Steve came to stand next to you, carefully drinking some chardonnay.
“eddie's here,” he offered almost as if he was warning you. you nodded, your eyes ashamedly following the man dressed in dark blues.
“I know, can't seem to take my eyes off of the bastard,” he offered the half drunk glass just for you to finish it before placing it back into the taller man's hand. you weren't angry at eddie anymore, that had been quite some time ago. you were just mad, still hurt at the way things fell apart. it all just went so wrong so quickly.
“ I can't do this anymore, eddie, I can't take it.” tears just seemed to stream down your face like a broken faucet.
“ baby, we can, just a few more months and then it won't be like this anymore.” he was begging you not to leave, he wasn't crying but eyes held so much dispair.
“until what? until another tour? another album? you're not here for me eddie, even when your physically here you're never here with me you're always somewhere else. I never want you to stop being passionate about your music. it's apart of what made me fall in love with you, but I can't do this. I can't take it, I'm not made to be a third choice eddie, second would be different but so many things come before me and I....I, our love isn't strong enough."
you remember how broken you felt walking out the door of your apartment with your things and sometimes you wish you wouldn't have but it was all so much at the time. and suddenly you were back in the present looking at all the happy people around you, and here you are stuck thinking about the past. you cursed yourself, bet eddie isn't hung up on you like this.
you still had some time before the reception actually began, so you excused yourself out for a cigarette. nasty habit, but you never seemed to kick it after high school. you hastily lit it, taking in two calming hits.
your eyes took to the sky, two clouds seemed to shape hands holding yet slowly separating and you laughed darkly to yourself, life seemed to be so bittersweet.
you heard someone come to stand next to you, and light a cigarette.
“long time, no see, bumble bee.” eddie. your breath caught in your throat as you allowed yourself to look at him, and really see the man he's grown into. you hadn't been called that in some time, you couldn't let anyone else call you that. you were his bumble bee, always buzzing around.
you let yourself lean against the fence posting in the parking lot, taking him in made your heart want to crumble. you didn't think you'd miss him so much.
“eddie,” you sighed, not even sure what to say, what could you say?
“i miss you.” he stared at that same cloud as he spoke, not able to look at you as admitted such a raw emotion. it never was easy for him to say exactly what he felt.
“i miss you, too. I'm sorry everything went the way it did. I don't even know...” you trailed off.
music playing in the venue, interrupted you, both of you knowing you have to join the celebration instead of having this important talk.
walking back into the creme colored room, you found your seat right next to his, you weren't escaping this reality so easily.
the reception went through beautifully, you thought you'd cry a little but eddie muttering jokes to you kept you. these were the times you missed him most, jokes that only you'd understand. after the couple dance, some slower songs were playing. you picked lightly at the food sat in front of you.
you're pulled from your thoughts as eddie’s hand reached for you, “may I have this dance, m'lady?” you giggled, taking it and following him onto the dance floor.
your head leaned against his shoulder as you swayed to the soft sound of the instrumentals.
“i don't even remember why we used to fight so much,” he laughed as he said it, but your chest got heavy, tears pricked at your eyes as you thought about the answer you'd give.
“i felt underappreciated, like I could never be enough compared to your career.” your answer was honest, and made you want to throw up, these words just floating between you. he held you closer his fingers gently squeezing your hips.
“you think, maybe,” he paused, taking ina deep breath, hope soared through your chest, the idea that maybe he felt the same still despite time.
“you’d give me another chance?” his eyes were so big when he looked at you, he pressed his forehead to yours, and you felt as if time had stopped. there was nothing outside of the two of you and the love you still shared even through it all, the drama, the fighting, the space.
“i'd love to, baby, I missed you so much.” he laughed a little as you both shared contagious smiles. steve watched from the sidelines, knowing this was always how it was gonna go.
“no ones looking at us, wanna share a joint in my car?" he whispered to you, and you couldn't help but have childlike giddiness. this was always the man for you.
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Madelyn Cline as Sarah Cameron
OUTER BANKS SEASON ONE
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MY FAME OCs (Book 3)
The second book is unnamed currently. It focuses on three OCs. There is Lawsyn Blake. FC is Marissa Long. She is a songwriter. At 19, she has three Grammy-winning albums: Aurora, The Six, and Karen Karen. Her love interest is Drew Starkey. Her two best friends are Octavia Pascal (FC is Isabella Ferreira) and Kenna Evans (FC is Samantha Cormier). Octavia is the daughter of Pedro Pascal. She is an actress, known for the roles as Ruth Walsh in Stranger Things and Jamie Rogers in the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Her love interest is Hunter Schafer. Kenna Evans is the adopted daughter of Chris Evans. She is an actress, known for her roles as Ava Barnes Rogers in the Marvel Cinematic Universe and Jillian Cameron in Outer Banks. She is also known for playing Marlene McKinnon in the Marauders tv series and Ryla Stark in Game of Thrones, which she won an Emmy for.
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MY FAME OCs (Book 2)
The second book is called Wonderland. It focuses on 5 OCs. There is Polly Carpenter, FC is Olivia O'Brien. She is the older sister of Sabrina Carpenter. She is a Grammy-winning singer. She is also known for exes, Tom Holland and Thomas Doherty. Her love interest is Timothee Chalamet. Her four best friends are Anatasia Jones (FC is Jade Pettyjohn), Bea Irvine (FC is Amrit Kaur), Stacy Holland (FC is Gracie Abrams), and Verity Petsch (FC is Riley Hubatka). Anatasia is a singer, known for her Grammy-nominated album, Clueless. Her love interest is Louis Partridge. Bea is a singer, known for her award-winning album, Euphoria. Her love interest is Maya Hawke. Stacy Holland is the little sister of Tom Holland. She is known for her Grammy-winning album, Final Hour. She is also known for her role as Cheryl Blossom in Riverdale and for playing Rosalie Parker in the Marvel Cinematic Universe. She is also known for playing Sophie Sheridan in Mamma Mia and Liesel Von Trapp in Sound of Music on Broadway. Her love interest is Sadie Sink. Verity Petsch is the younger sister of Madelaine Petsch. She is known for her five albums: It's Over, Frequency, Rain Check, Love On Fire, and I'm Fine, I Think..?. Her love interest is Benjamin Wadsworth.
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MY FAME OCs (Book 1)
So I have three fame books that are in progress. The first one is called Brooklyn. It focuses on five OCs. There is Venus Peters, FC is Grace Van Dien. She is the ex fiancee of Harry Styles. She is an actress that is mostly known for her role as Chrissy Cunningham in Stranger Things and Andromeda "Andy" Jackson in the Percy Jackson film series. Her love interest is Florence Pugh. Her four best friends are Ava Sinclair (FC is Madisyn Menchaca), Bianca (FC is Alyah Chanelle Scott), Dixie Hart (FC is Madelyn Cline), and Hailee Bean (FC is Renee Rapp). Ava is an actress, known for her role as Ava Montgomery in Stranger Things and her oscar-winning film role as Isabella Hale in Everlasting. Her love interest is Chandler Kinney. Bianca is known for her role as June in Hunger Games and Gia Bennett in Euphoria. Her love interest is Tom Holland. Dixie Hart is known for her Grammy-nominated EP, Promises, Promises. She is also known for her role as Thea Odinsdottir in the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Her love interest is Sabrina Carpenter. Last but not least, there is Hailee Bean. She goes by her middle name, Bean. Her parents are Ryan Reynolds and Blake Lively but she chooses to go by her middle name. She is known for for many roles. She plays Alex Wheeler in Stranger Things and Alice Lupin in the Marauders film series. She is also Rachel Berry in Glee and Regina George in the movie musical adaptation of Mean Girls. Her love interest is Joe Keery.
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Likes, Dislikes, & Hobbies
//Here it is! A long list of likes, dislikes, & hobbies, spaced out for convenience.
*If you wanted an organized list, I am so sorry, because it probably not what this is.
*Will be updated and if you have any suggestions/things I’ve missed, please feel free to let me know. No promises something will make it in.
*Also, you know what? It makes for a good list of prompts, too.
Keep reading
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You should.
not me getting the sudden urge to write a new story of eddie x afab!reader based off of love rosie
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🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
poll time!
i have no idea how i’m gonna end kill bill, so i’m curious how y’all want it
put a 💀 for an unhappy ending
put a 🖤 for a happy ending
or
do you want like a choose your own ending moment? i’ll make both versions and you get to decide how it ends (in a way)
let me know! poll will close at the end of day tomorrow (wednesday, january 18th at 11:59pm EST)
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Posting an Eddie/ Steve one shot based on this music video I saw. It will probably be finished late tonight or early tomorrow.
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*･ﾟ☆ MADISYN MENCHACA gif icons.
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I was just rewatching the show and it was so weird. I hate how the show never fucking addressed it. I hated how normal they made it seem.
So I’m rewatching Teen Wolf, and I’d forgotten how fucking uncomfortable Derek and Kate’s relationship is
She straight up groomed and sexually manipulated/assaulted him (a minor) so she could murder his entire family
This isn’t even frowned upon in the show, like yeah they say that she’s manipulating him, and she’s portrayed as this temptress hunter catching her prey (which, oh boy, is bad enough in itself)
But the significant and inappropriate age gap is not touched down upon, and Derek is straight up framed as stupid because he falls for it
Derek was 14, 15 at most
She was between 20 and 23 ish (none of the wiki’s can agree, but either one is fucked up)
Had they switched gender, there would have been the biggest outrage ever, but people barely noticed how fucked up it was
I fucking hate that part of the show
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HOW DARE HE???
screaming crying throwing up profusely
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ME TOO. ESPECIALLY TAYLOR. I DIDNT REALIZE IT WAS HER FOR LIKE 3-4 YEARS
i miss the late 2000s trend where artists would play their own romantic rivals in music videos
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hi!!! can you write mari and kel (separate) x fem reader pet name/words of affirmation headcanons?? :) ♡
your names r so pretty btw :,) <3
Awww I'm really happy that you like my names :D. Anyways, here's your order of pet names/ word of affirmation hcs for Mari and Kel (separate). Hope you enjoy it, even if it came out kinda cheesy and kind of OOC <3 (Also sorry if you don't like it, I wrote this in the middle of the night because I got so excited to get another request from someone) (It's also short af)
Anyways, hope you're having a good night/day, anon! (Also to the person reading this <3)
(TW: None!)
Can't help falling in love with you (Mari and Kel (SEPARATE) Pet name/ word of affirmation for their Fem!S/O headcanons)
𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓲
She would call you: (my) beloved, dumpling, darling, beautiful, honey bunny, muffin, sugar, and sweetness (idk I just feel like she would call you that)
I feel like she would say something along the lines of "Believe me, honey bunny, I'll always be proud of who you are, and remember to never feel down about what anyone says about you!" or something like that.
Anyways, you and Mari would have the sweetest relationship known to man, and she'll always praise you to others.
𝓚𝓮𝓵
He would call you: my better half, sunshine, bubbles, cheeseburger (JK I'M ONLY JOKING), champ, and my everything.
I feel like he would say something like "When you need a shoulder you can cry on, I'll be there someway, somehow, because that's how much my love means for you"
You two would be known as the most chaotic duo to ever exist (in a very good way)
𝑅𝑒𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑔 >> 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 (𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈)
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this is so good.
But let’s make one thing clear…..
YOU WILL FALL IN LIVE WITH EDDIE FUCKING MUNSON
professor munson’s guide to passing the class- e.m (pt 3)
Pairing: Professor!Eddie Munson x Student!AFAB!Female!Reader
Summary: you learn more about your professor after an intense intimate session together
Warnings: SMUT 18+ MINORS DNI AT ALL (mentions of oral [f], p in v sex, dirty talk, some praise, choking, professor kink), some sappiness, eddie opening up, hint of romance in the air
Word Count: 3k
A/N: part 3 of my professor eddie series is here! i have a lot planned for this series so i hope you like it :) enjoy! -sava
The sound of skin slapping together fills the four walls of the tiny bedroom, with any witnesses passing by thinking they're walking past a porn set. You moan into the mattress you’re currently pressed into, jolts of pleasure cascading throughout your body as your professor pounds into you from behind at a feverish pace. His grunts fill your ear as he presses his chest to your back, increasing the speed of his thrusts that makes the bedsprings squeak more than they previously were.
You grip at the bedsheets beneath you, moans pouring out of your mouth at the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of your sensitive gummy walls, his hot breath against your neck and making you shiver. You nearly forgot how good it felt the night you brought him back to your apartment, thankful that you get to experience this euphoria once more.
“Fuck,” he moans, pulling your body up and fucking up into you. Your back as resting against his chest as you both sit up on your knees, gripping onto him for leverage. He brings one hand up and wraps it around your throat, applying minimal pressure, but enough for your senses to be heightened to a new and unknown level. You whine at the feeling, his thick cock pistoning in and out of your swollen cunt and making your whole body shake. “You feel like heaven sweetheart. Doing so fucking good for me, holy shit. Taking my cock so well.”
You throw your head back at his words, a sloppy smile creeping onto your face as you feel yourself becoming so cock drunk. What he said about becoming pure putty in his hands back at the bar was embarrassingly true. The minute he ripped your top from your body you were a goner, completely overtaken by lust and full blown desire. Those thick calloused hands had you undone in seconds.
Keeping one hand on your throat, his other hand travels down to grope at one of your breasts, massaging the lump and taking your sensitive nipple between two fingers and rolling the hardened nub. His hips buck into you as fucks his cock up into your dripping hole, lips planted to your ear as he switches between giving you little kisses and bites, and whispering filthy words or pleasure filled groans.
His hand on your breast travels further south, toying with your lips before circling around your engorged clit, making you yelp at the delicious friction. You shift a little and move your grip to his forearm for support, wanting nothing more than to double over and take it like you were nearly a minute ago as you start to become limp. “You fill me so good, holy shit. Your cock feels so good,” you moan out. You can already feel the coil inside you building up, the tingling feeling spreading throughout you further.
He smirks behind you, increasing his pace yet again and hitting you deeper, grazing the spongey spot inside you that quickly turns you into a screaming mess. You dig your nails into the forearm, biting your lip as soft grunts manage to escape, trying to be somewhat respectful towards his neighbors that have to endure their night being disturbed.
“You close sweetheart? You want to come all over my fat fucking cock?” He questions, his voice low and right on the shell of your ear.
You frantically nod, eyebrows twisted together as you try to look back at him, showing him how desperate you are to get off. He sees your big eyes pleading for the release you’re chasing, making him chuckle ever so slightly. He continues his motions, rubbing your clit at a constant pace as his balls continue to hit the curve of your ass. The coil inside you becomes tighter, your moans falling faster as you feel your release quickly coming.
“Say it for me then. Need to hear you say it sweetheart.”
“Please let me come professor. I’ll be so good just please let me come,” you beg, slightly embarrassed by how desperate you truly can become during intimate moments.
“Good girl. Go on and come for me baby. Soak my cock.”
You barely let him finish speaking when you feel the orgasm rush over you, white hot bliss taking over your body as you scream out in pure pleasure. Body shaking as your pussy pulsates around his thick dick, juices flowing as you find yourself tumbling forward and pressing your body into the sheets once again. Fucking you through your orgasm, you can feel his pace falter a bit, sensing his own release arriving shortly.
“M’ not gonna last much longer sweetheart. Where do you want me?” He groans out, pulling you up a bit by the hair as he waits for a response.
“Mouth,” is all you manage to let out. You flip over as fast as you can when he pulls himself from you, watching as he strokes his cock mere inches from your face. You take a moment to look at his blissed out face, his features scrunched together and mouth hanging open as he chases his release. It was a pretty sight, watch the pleasure sink further into his face as his bangs stick to his forehead, the sweat making his pale white skin glisten in the warm lamplight and his toned ring-clad hand working up and down his length.
Before you know it, white spurts begin shooting out of the tip, landing on your tongue as you taste the salty mixture on your tastebuds. A few drops miss your mouth completely, making you quickly shut your eyes to make sure they don’t make contact, all while moaning at the taste and feeling of his load on you. His moans are beautiful, deep and drawn out as he breathes heavily from the intense orgasm.
You hear the wet squelching sounds of his fist against his dick stop and footsteps retreating from your position on his bed, only to come back just a few moments later. You feel a wet rough cloth make contact with your face, wiping away at the cum sliding down your cheeks and the slope of your nose that began dribbling off your chin.
Opening your eyes, you’re greeted to see his face inches from yours, a sweet smile plastered on his face as he tosses the rag behind his figure. Flipping his hair back, he places his index finger under your chin while his thumb rubs centimeters from your bottom lip. He pulls you closer to him, pressing his lips to yours.
You reluctantly pull away after a while, feeling breathless and weak from the strenuous activities that have taken place. He notices, standing from the bed and helping you lay back against one of the plush pillows.
“Thank you Professor Munson,” you let out, a dopey smile resting on your face. He chuckles, shaking his head as he comes around the other side of the bed. The mattress dips as he lays next to you, resting his head against the arm he’s propped against his own pillow.
“You don’t have to call me that when we aren’t in class, you know.”
“Well, you seemed to like it just a few minutes ago,” you tease slightly, making him laugh more. “Plus, I don’t know your first name, so I can’t really help it.”
“It’s Eddie,” he reveals.
You take a moment to soak in the new information. His first name suited him perfectly, especially with the long hair and love of metal music. It reminded you of Eddie Van Halen, with the messy curls and the leather jacket he wore during your first encounter. Plus with his love of music, it all just made sense.
He motions for you to come closer, tapping his bare chest slightly. You scooch closer, laying you head on the open area. You bring a finger to rake over his stomach, trailing it up and down as your bare breasts press against his side and creating a sticky friction.
“So…Eddie…,” you start, taking a moment to look at the bedroom around you. “This is a nice place you have here.”
“Thanks. It’s definitely the nicest place I’ve lived in,” he replies.
“Have you always lived here in Indiana?” You ask, tilting your head up to look in his eyes.
“Yeah actually. I’m not sure if you’re familiar with the area, but there’s this town called Hawkins, and-“
“Wait wait wait, I know Hawkins! I have an aunt who lives there! I wonder if you know her,” you interrupt, leaning up a bit and scooting up closer to his face. He shoots you a questionable look, waiting for you to elaborate. You smirk, turning away from him as you continue your previous motions on tracing his stomach. “Her name is Joyce Byers.”
He pauses for a moment, leaning up on both elbows as he shoots you a wild expression. You smile at him as your eyes go wide as well, a puzzled expression resting on your face.
“There is no way Joyce Byers is your aunt,” he finally says. You laugh, throwing your head back as you sit up, crossing your legs and bringing the top sheet over your body.
“I am! She was married to my uncle before she was married to Lonnie and had Jonathan and Will. We know it sounds a bit weird, but she has always been so good to us, so we continue to go see her. My uncle is happy with his new wife anyway, so he doesn’t mind all that much. I love going to visit her during the holidays though. I was there about a month or so ago,” you explain.
“What a small world. Byer and I hang out some when I’m in town. A whole group of us try to get together when we visit for the holidays. Ya know, we were probably in Hawkins at the same time and didn’t even realize it,” he tells you.
“Well I actually had no idea you existed until the day before the semester started, so even if I did see you, I wouldn’t have known the difference,” you tease, sticking your tongue out. He grunts, flipping over onto his stomach and grabbing at you, making you yelp and giggle loudly.
He holds onto you, nearly pinning you down on the bed. The ends of his curls tickle you as he towers over you, swatting it away playfully before he dips his head down to take your lips in his again. You return the gesture, moving your lips against his and beginning to create a simple rhythm. You manage to slip a hand up his body and rest it against his cheek as you continue to make out, the tangy taste of your arousal lingering on his lips from when he went down on you moments after entering the apartment.
After several minutes, Eddie pulls away breathlessly, moving his bangs out of his face to get a better look at you. He places another kiss to your cheek before slinking over back to his side of the bed, letting out a huff as his head makes contact with the soft pillow. You prop an arm up against your pillow, resting your head in your hand as you look at him before turning to sit up on the bed, feet dangling off the side.
“You want to stay the night? I make some a mean waffle after a night of good sex. Of the Eggo variety, of course,” he tells you, making you giggle.
“I think my roommate might think I’m dead in a ditch somewhere if I’m not home when she gets there,” you answer, sliding your bra straps up your shoulders and clasping the back.
“Yeah, I guess you have a point there. But for the record,” he begins, leaning across the bed to tap your arm, making you turn back to look at him. “If we continue to do this, you can always stay over.”
You smile at his words, heat rushing to your cheeks briefly. “You want to continue to fuck me?”
“Uh…yeah? Look, I know it can be a bit risky, but it’s like you said at the bar. Nobody has to know. We come here, make sure no one is following us and make sure we’re not being suspicious in the public eye. And I really don't think I'm gonna be able to resist that sweet pussy of yours, so I think we can make it work until graduation comes around in May,” he suggests.
You laugh some more at the corniness of the last part of his suggesstion before taking a moment to process. You can’t help but become excited for the proposition. Eddie was amazing in bed, there was no denying that. The orgasms he has pulled from you have been some of the best you’ve ever had when it comes to sex with another person. Hell, even better than some of the orgasms you’ve had during masturbation. The grief he’s given you over the past couple weeks might’ve upset you, but that could be a thing of the past.
“Sure, why not? But you have to stop picking on me in class,” you tell him, narrowing your eyes a bit. He holds his hands up in surrender before nearly face planting into the mattress, making you stifle a laugh. “But, that also means that you can’t give me any special treatment. Like you said, no acting suspicious in public.”
“But picking on my students is how I treat everyone. If I don’t give you that energy, your peers might notice something,” he teases. You shake your head, rising from your position on the bed as you rummage around the room for the rest of your clothes. Piece by piece, you find the items and get dressed, until you see the shirt laying on the ground, torn down the seam. Holding it up, you make Eddie look at the damage.
“Guess I’ll be zipping my coat up all the way and trying not to freeze my tits off,” you say disapprovingly. Eddie hops up from the bed and walks over to you.
“Borrow one of my shirts. It’s the least I can do since I ruined this one,” he says, running towards his dresser. He pulls open the drawer, fishing around inside until he lands on an older Metallica shirt from their Master of Puppets tour, throwing the fabric your way. You examine the shirt for a moment before shooting him a look.
“Do I look like I’d be interested in Metallica?”
“The rest of my T-shirts are definitely not your style, if I’m going off of that ‘essay’ you wrote. Plus, you can just say my class is expanding your musical horizons,” he suggests. You shrug, throwing the shirt on and opening the bedroom door in search for your jacket. Eddie follows behind, picking up his own clothes and throwing them on as you venture towards the front door. “C’mon, let me drive you back to your apartment. S’ not like I haven’t been there before.”
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Closing the front door of your apartment, you sigh a breathe of relief when you’re met to the living room lights off and Nadia’s bedroom door wide open, the lights inside also shut off to show she is no where in sight. You creep over towards your bedroom and close the door, pressing your back against it as you relish in the rollercoaster of a night you’ve endured.
Being with Eddie tonight was just the steam you needed to blow off from the shit storm you’ve encountered. Sure, he may have been a big part of the stress, but being able to also be the stress reliever was a big plus on your part. Your new arrangement with Eddie excited you, giddiness overtaking you as you peel your jacket off and jump into bed.
Taking the fabric of his shirt between your fingers, you smile as you rid yourself of the rest of your clothes, curling up underneath your comforter and switching on your lamp resting on your nightstand and illuminating your bedroom. A sweet sigh passes through your parted lips, sinking further into the comfort of your plush pillows and silk sheets, feeling the heaviness of sleepy time slowly taking over your consciousness.
Your mind can’t help but think back to your time with Eddie tonight as you begin to drift to sleep. His hands in your hair as he fucked into you fast and hard, his grunts and filthy phrases replaying in your head, taking you back to the moment. The multiple orgasms he managed to pull from you, giving you the relief and high you’ve been needing all week.
But you also can’t help but think about the sweet side that he showed you today. Telling you to curl up next to him, feeling the warm of his sweaty body radiate onto yours, offering you his shirt and a ride. This sort of treatment wasn't something you were used to getting from guys. Just the way he would give you soft kisses with his velvety pink lips he would place against your cheek made your heart skip a beat. It may be the simplest gesture, but it swooned you none the less
Despite being completely annoyed by the cold attitude he’s been giving you over the past couple weeks, you were grateful to see that the cold demeanor was just a front. His genuine actions and soft words and expressions showed you that he wasn’t as mean and scary as he tried to let on, wanting to give off that perception for reasons that were unknown to you. Getting to know him would be an interesting journey, but you had to keep your mind sharp enough to remember the reason why you’re even in this town: to complete your degree and graduate.
As fun as this arrangement and getting to know Eddie would be, you needed to keep one promise to yourself: you will not fall in love with your professor.
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