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qsphyxias · 1 year

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𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕠𝕤

if you read yaoi and/or bl regularly as a woman, get the fuck out of here!

synopsis ; eddie finds ur baby photos + you guys kiss + drops the L bomb

warnings ; male (he/him) reader, ugh i miss writing lower case, no major spoilers, just the character, L bombs, not edited

note ; fuck season 4 bro im shitting tears (yes yes im late to the party, pls, bring in the requests)

words ; 0.7k +

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"Sweetheaaaart!" He spoke in a singsong voice, "Look what I found!" Eddie slid into your viewpoint from the hallway outside your room, stopping at your door frame on the heels of his tattered socks.

Horror washed over your entire soul as your jaw dropped an inch, eyes widened in panic. "Eddie. Do not tell me…"

Eddie could only stare at you, amused as he tauntingly swayed your photo album back and forth. "Yup, I found your baby photos…!" After Eddie had confirmed your suspicions (with a shit eating grin too), you took no time to launch yourself at him from where you sat. "Eddie! Give- Those- Back!"

Your frown deepened as you heard Eddie's happy laugh echo across your room, his arms catching you after your failed attempt to steal the album back. Eddie's eyes closed as he took a deep breath shortly after wrapping his arms around your back, the cold plastic cover of the album resting on your skin. "Mmmm... Do you smell that?" You scoffed as you heard the smile in his voice, begrudgingly getting comfortable in his grip.

"What, the deceit and lies in the air?" You grunted bitterly into his Hellfire shirt.

He playfully shoved you onto the bed in return of your mean comment, collapsing on top of you shortly after. "C'mon man, don't be like that!" You rolled your eyes, scooting away from him and sitting up. "I, personally, think a trip down memory lane sounds great, but you—" He poked your forehead, crawling towards you and delicately taking a seat on your lap.

"—don't." You finished his sentence, glaring at him for a solid 11 seconds before groaning dejectedly. He was pouting at you, eyes down turned and… Well, adorable. "Okay fine, just open the damn book already." You muttered barely above a whisper, annoyed he was still able to hear you. Eddie expressed his joy the only way he knew how, by cheering loudly, gripping your shoulders, and swinging.

With a final pump of his fists in the air, "Yeeeeesss! You're the best, s/o," he kissed you in thanks. The celebration was short-lived as Eddie had shifted all his attention onto the photo album. "Now come to papa…" You grimaced at his creepy tone, "C'mon man, act semi-normal at least."

"Good sir, I refuse." Eddie flashed a grin to you, placing one hand on his heart, and the other pointing up before excitedly opening the album. With a childlike giggle, Eddie fell backwards, letting his giant hair cushion his fall on your lap.

You couldn't exactly see inside the book from that angle, safe for the view of Eddie's expressions changing every flip of the page; from happy to tearful, and shocked to elated. It was embarrassing for you, but at least he was enjoying himself.

"Oh, my heart." Eddie rested his hand on his chest once again, laying the book flat on his stomach, looking up at you through his hair. "Who knew this lil' sweetheart would turn into such a dork when he grew up?" He could barely get through the complete sentence without laughing. You tugged his hair lightly, snorting at his winced reaction. "Look who's talking, Eddie the Banished."

His face suddenly hardened jokingly, a finger pointing straight into your face, "Don't disrespect the dungeon master, otherwise you'll get—" You suddenly felt afraid of the mischievous look in his eyes.

"—murdered by Vecna himself!" He only cackled as you screeched away from his hands wrapping them around your waist, lifting you up and off the bed to pin you to the wall.

"Eddie, if you drop me, I will-" He kissed you. "D- don't interrupt-" He kissed you again, holding it longer than the previous one. You groaned softly into his lips, relaxing and letting yourself slide down the wall and to the ground with Eddie's help. He only pulled away for air, moving his hands to your wrists and pinning them above your head. A shaky breath escaped your lips as you stared him down.

His trance was broken by his cheeky grin, instantly giving you a bad feeling about what he was going to say…

"I love you." He muttered quickly.

… Only to be proven utterly wrong.

You felt your face heat up, a goofy smile breaking out on your face. "Wow, Munson, you just made it gayer." You chuckled through intervals of nervousness and intense elation.

"Say it baaaack." Eddie said in a warning tone, dropping his hands from yours to grasping both the sides of his face. "Or Vecna..."

You finally gave in and laughed wholeheartedly, "Okay, yeah, yeah, I love you too." Eddie's signature smile grew slowly on his face, as he inched closer.

"You mean it, right?"

"I mean it."

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aurumbelis · 2 years

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“You’re giving me those sweet slut eyes, what do you want” he scoffed softly. You knew he wasn’t mad or annoyed. He just wanted to fuck that little attitude that you had going on with him lately. But you weren’t gonna give him the pleasure of knowing the thoughts that were going on in your head. Thoughts that made your pussy tingle and your panties wet, thoughts that had you lost in thought whilst looking at him with those “slut eyes” as he called them.

Eyes still trained on him, looking slightly upwards and batting your eyelids slowly brain entertaining the possibility of acting on any of the thoughts that you were having right this moment.

And he knew better than to wait an answer from you, his hand swiftly and harshly placed on your jaw.

“Are you going to tell me or am I going to have to coax the answer out of you?” the difference in tone was as if it wasn’t the same Eddie talking to her, his eyes pools of what the insides of the Earth withheld were lingering over your features, this time definitely waiting for a spoken answer from you.

“I want you” you managed to articulate with his severe grip on you, that contrasted with his thumb caressing your skin at the same time he held you. And his grip didn’t get any softer, and his attention didn’t go somewhere else. His eyes fixated on yours, as his jaw tensed whilst a tight-lipped smile played on his lips.

“I know you can be more eloquent and talkative than that” your breath hitched at his words, of course you were, but this little game that you got going on, his grip, and his commanding voice are sending you off the edge.

“I said I want you” you mimicked his tone, earning a dry laugh and him moving his hand under your jaw, thumb and index fingers on the two pressure points needed to start getting you light-headed. Haziness over your thoughts, glossiness over your eyes you saw no other choice than to keep your act going.

Nose filled with air as you tried to produce the same quote, failing miserably in the first syllable. So you mouthed, making sure that he was looking at your lips “I-want-you”. He was not going to get anything else from you, and you were going to get exactly what you wanted from him as he removed his hands from you, lifting himself from the bed and getting his belt off, getting it ready to make it act as the cuffs hanging in the wall in front of you.

“All fours, ass up. Now.” He paused as you followed his commands “If you’re not going to say what you want, I might as well do as I please”

Little did he know.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #smut #eddie munson x fem!reader #smut fanfiction #stranger things smut #stranger things x reader #stranger things x you #stranger things fanfiction #eddie munson #aurum's thots ☁

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the-cooler-kira · 2 years

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the-cooler-kira's STRANGER THINGS masterlist

the characters are simply in order of when I've written their first fic (which isn't that many at the moment aha)

EDDIE MUNSON

Of All People: Part 1 | Part 2

When Worlds Collide

#stranger things x reader #stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #fluff #masterlist ☁︎#eddie munson x hopper!reader

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word-wytch · 1 year

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whisper

eddie munson x fem!reader ⎮ 2k

☁︎ the liminal darkness gives voice to secret desires ☁︎

cw: smut (18+ mdni), breeding kink, p in v unprotected, creampie, dirty talk, no plot

It was best like this.

Warm under the covers, Eddie’s bleary eyed whispers against the heated skin of your neck. Shifting under the the blankets until the hot, velvet flesh of his forearm was at your bare back. Like a waking dream, the lingering sleep was a thin veil over you. You would drape your leg across his hip like it belonged there. Like it had a touch memory, a home to wander back to. He would hum when you did it, trace his calloused fingers down your back and over your hips, palm you closer.

It was best when you didn’t say anything at all. When you could feel your way there. When there were no barriers between your soft animal bodies. When all he had to do was shift his hips to tell you what he wanted. It was something you could feel — his cock heavy and lazy, resting on your inner thigh like a bed of its own. He didn’t have to do much; grip at the meat of your leg with his palm, rub his thumb over the bones of your hip in slow, firm circles. You would start to open up for him. Tingle and flutter.

There wasn’t much to see. Not that you could under the covers. Not in the sparse street light glinting through the cracks in the curtains. You didn’t really need to. His nose would find yours against the pillow, nuzzle you with the hard bridge of it. You would trace it with your own, committing the delicate slope to memory, down, down until you reached the soft ball at the end. Forehead pressed to yours, he would start to move against you in the darkness. Gently buck his hips to seek some friction. Lazy and slow, flat palm against your low back, guiding you just how he wanted.

His heated lips would slot against yours, plush and cradling. You would open up for him. For his wet tongue as it lathed for permission against your lips. For his cock as it dragged against your thigh in a needy, lazy rhythm. You didn’t need to speak. You couldn’t really, not when his saliva slick tongue danced against yours, probing you in that same gentle rhythm. All in time. Coaxing thumb circles. Rocking hips. Probing tongue. You could feel the effects of his movements. The way his cock was sliding now against your soft inner thigh. Excited and attentive. Slick with anticipation. Back and forth. Lazy and gentle in the warm, dark cocoon.

The heat would start to pool in you. Start to flutter and trickle. Start to ache in that deep, soft way. You would cant your hips closer, knee reaching for the other side of the bed until you made purchase. You would taste his moan as his spongey tip kissed your wet heat. Feel the grip of his palm, the stutter of his hips at his discovery.

In the darkness it was easy to ask for what you wanted. So easy to glide back and forth. To tease your way there. Easy to get him right where you needed him. To feel the heated ridge of his cock against your folds. He was eager to do it. Happy in fact. He would smile against your lips when he got you just right. When he tasted your sigh as he glided over your aching bud.

Eagerness was something you could feel. Slick and hot. Coating the skin in the tight space between you, clinging to the soft dusting of hair. A warm invitation. Your hand snaked over his shoulder and behind his neck, fingers tangling in the soft curls. You tugged gently and it earned you a gentle hum, an encouraging buck of his hips against that spot again. It was then that your moan broke the kiss.

Even with your eyes closed, could sense the delight on his face as he did it. The soft puff of air through that smart mouth of his. So he did it again. And again. His hips becoming more eager, thrusts more precise. Your body flush with his, sticking to his chest, feeling the muscles move under his skin as you braced his shoulder for leverage.

The ache would grow in you. Bloom as his slick head raked through your folds. Coil as it slipped across your clit. It was hypnotic, the way you moved together in the dark. The way your sighs mingled in the air between you

Your eyes fluttered open when you heard him whine.

You could feel him prodding at your entrance. Nuzzling a plead at your throat as he pressed against your folds, gentle but firm. A soft I want in the gripping of his hand at your thigh, in the shifting of his weight as he pressed closer to you.

Your body would accept him. It would delight in the pop as his head pushed in. In that full, delicious stretch as he kept pushing. In the sigh that you both shared as you enveloped him. Your body, you had discovered, loved to please him, to be just what he needed.

There was a shift in him then. A shift in his body as he propped himself up. A shift as he guided you onto your back. A shift in the way that he settled on top of you, settled into you. Deep and slow. As close as he could get. His body would envelop yours now, a cocoon of musk and pheromones, a curtain of curls in the darkness, pressing you down into the mattress with his velvet weight.

Your nose would find his jaw this time. Trace the rough, stubbled line of it, all the way back to the notch where it met his neck. Your lips would too. They would cradle the strong bone in plush, tender pecks, and as he began to rock his hips, your tongue would get curious. Taste the salt of his skin, feel the wiry tendons of his neck move under it. Your hands would find his hair, nestle themselves in it, draw him closer to you as he split you open.

He would tend to your ache this way. Slow strokes. Pressing deep with every thrust. Relishing in the way your body molded to him, dragged against that sweet spot under the heart ridge of his cock. It was nice like this. He would make you feel so full with every rut, and he would do it for a while. Never sure how long it really was. Time was nonexistent in the dark cocoon.

Until there was another shift. Eddie would prop himself up on his forearms. Move a little faster. Stir the heat in you a little more. Build and quell the ache at once. His breath would get heavy, hips impatient. They would smack against yours in a timely cadence. His hair would tickle your shoulders with each movement. The bed would rock a little harder.

In the darkness, the quiet parts of you would speak.

Eddie would start to whisper things. Things that never left his lips when the lights were on and his smart mouth was running laps. When it was you and him in the back of his van, or you riding him on the couch mid-movie. When it was loud, and fast, and bright. But here in the darkness it was different.

“Wanna fuck you full,” he would husk against the shell of your ear.

There wasn’t a lot going on upstairs. Not when his cock was stirring up a fire in you. Not when your brains and bodies were numb with pleasure.

So you would whisper back.

“Please baby, fuck me so full.”

This pleased him. You could tell by the sinful moan that left his lips. By the way his pace increased. By the sticky slapping that filled the dark room amidst the panting breaths.

“Oh god… need to cum so bad,” he would whine as your nails dug into the meat of his shoulders, as your knees drew upward, eager to to receive what he promised. “You want my cum, baby?”

“Oh please, want it so bad.”

And you did. You wanted it so bad. Wanted to feel it bloom in you, feel the gooey warmth fill you as his ragged moans filled the air. Wanted him to make you his.

His teeth would find your neck and make you dizzy. Suck a bruise and mark you up as his hips snapped forward, as his heavy balls smacked against your ass with every rut.

He would whisper things through gritted teeth. Quiet, secret things against your neck in the safety of the darkness.

“Want me to make you mine?” he huffed, “put a baby in you?”

Your eyes might have rolled back into your head. It didn’t matter if he really meant it or not. Now was not the time for asking questions. It was the time for giving honest answers, and in the liminal space of the dark cocoon, yours was a no-brainer.

“Yes.”

Another shift, like a switch flipped on. He might have been Eddie a second ago, but he was an animal now. Savage and primal. Fucking you down into the mattress with full force.

“Fuck. I’ll fuckin’ do it. Fill your pretty cunt right up.” His voice was crazed, ragged.

If you had any response, he’d fucked it right out of you. All you could muster was a silent O as you tipped your head back, the ache he stirred inside of you building to a wall of pleasure.

“Oh god—oh fuck baby I’m right there,” he whined.

Your hand came to paw in what little space there was between you as you chased your own release, the swell of his belly tapping against your knuckles with every push. You weren’t far either.

“Come on baby… need your cum. Need it so bad,” you eeked out.

“Mhmm…” he grunted, hips stuttering. “Fuck… g’na cum.”

“Oh fuck baby, please...” The numb, dizzying ache inside was climbing to a fever pitch. Your fingers would bring it past the edge. “Oh, ohhh.”

Suddenly there were no words from him. Only the building pitches of his ragged pants. He would bury himself in you with gritted teeth. Push so deep that had it not been for his quick hand behind your head, you would have hit the wall.

It would happen then, like a big yawn inside. Like a shaking, stretching, bloom. And he would give you what you asked for. Warm and thick. He would paint you with it as the sounds that filled the night air teetered somewhere between moans and sobs.

In the liminal darkness there was no time. No world outside. Only Eddie, and you under his crushing weight as he finally collapsed. Only the ragged expanse of his ribcage. The warmth that pooled inside you.

You could hear his smile in the breath that left his lips. Blissful. Satisfied. You would guide his chin to bring them to yours. Taste the sweat on them. And he would stay like this for as long as he could. Buried deep. Forehead pressed to yours. Softening cock like a dam to keep his seed in you. Until he couldn’t anymore.

It would end much like how it started. Him on his back, you with your knee draped lazily across him. Fingers toying with the sparse hair on his chest as love trickled out of you.

Perhaps the daylight would prompt questions. Perhaps not. But for now it was just you and him in the dark cocoon.

And it was best like this.

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hotluncheddie · 6 months

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there was mention of chubby eddie by @spectrum-spectre and i felt summoned. its my brand.

wc: 3.5k | rating: M, maybe E at the end | cw: none | tags: chubby eddie munson, fluff, pre & established relationship, mention of weight gain, some subby steve

ao3

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‘uh.. steve?’ comes eddie voice through the little bathroom door.

‘…yeah?’ steve’s instantly on edge. what could be so confusing about putting on jeans that eddie voice sounds like that.

unless. oh god, his stitches.

‘these are my jeans right?’ comes eddie voice again. and okay. there’s no pain that steve can hear. instead eddie sounds, baffled?

‘yeah ed’s, got them from the bunch of stuff wayne recovered.’ because he did. why would he give eddie someone else’s jeans?

eddie opens the door to the bathroom and. oh. ok yeah. steve gets it.

the jeans button and fly look like they have no hope of closing. not with eddies small, newly gained belly sitting between them. bandages still on in places, skin healing. with no shirt on steve can see that the eddie’s waistband is being pushed apart with the new softness at his waist and hips. that the softness has caused his pecs to curve slightly and the tops of his arms to sit out a little further than they used to, swallowing the lithe lines of muscle that used to be visible. eddie thighs have started to fill in the legs of his jeans, pushing up against the rips above his knees.

‘uh.’ steve says, unhelpfully. there’s really nothing going on in his head right now.

the only brain cell that seems to be firing on all cylinders is the one attached to his dick. embarrassingly.

‘i mean, this is good right?’ eddie asks, looking down at himself. splaying a tentative hand across the new upper curve of his stomach.

steve clears his throat, coughs, feels his cheeks heat up. ‘yeah, yeah man. your recovering. it’s like, totally understandable. and some uh, medications can, you know..’

‘make you fat?’ eddie asks. attempting to pull the flaps of his jeans together again, jumping a little for good measure. there’s no way it’s closing and the jumping makes eddie’s new belly jiggle a little.

‘fuck.’ steve’s mouth supplies, small and breathy, before his brain can catch up and stop him making a fool of himself.

eddie hears, head snapping up and smirk forming on his lips.

it’s happened before. eddie doing something and steve making a fool of himself, not quite sure how to handle all the feelings he’s been having about eddie. still too scared to ask if they’re reciprocated.

‘is it that noticeable?’ eddie ask, coyness fake and syrupy. he turns and looks over his shoulder so steve can see how the weight has also gone straight to his ass. it pulls at the seat and they don’t even cover him fully. waistband biting into where his underwear is visible, cheeks jutting out against it.

steve feels his mouth open and close dumbly. that one brain cell seems to have also gone offline. all he can process is the churning in his lower gut.

eddie twists a little further before stopping with a hiss. accidentally pulling at his still tender sides. steve snaps out of it. coming over and handing eddie the sweats he was wearing previously.

‘these’ll do for now. i’ll take you shopping once you’re up for it, get you back feeling like yourself again.’ steve smiles at him, knowing eddie’s hated not being able to dress like himself while he’s been in the hospital. it’s been gowns and sweatpants and oversized t-shirt only for, steve’s not even sure how long.

‘sweatpants are still totally metal though right?’ eddie bats his eyelashes and takes the sweats from steve, their fingers brushing.

‘yeah, to-totally metal.’ steve swallows, feeling himself blush again. he seems too every time he’s at the centre of eddie’s attention.

eddie smiles, bright and pretty. ‘good.’ he turns and slips back in the bathroom. steve busies himself with packing the last of eddie’s things, ready to take him back to where wayne’s been staying.

‘i guess it does make sense.’ eddie muses as he comes out of the bathroom fully dressed. ‘medication, months in bed, hospital food.’ he lists as he stuffs his old jeans back in his bag. ‘ugh and mrs henderson’s cookies, god, no way i’m giving those up. or her lasagne, fuck.’ eddie’s eyes roll back in his head at the thought, hand migrating back to that new curve in his gut.

‘ah, well then, i guess now is actually a good time to give you these.’ steve hands over the tupperware (hoping the slight shake in his hand isn’t noticeable) he’d planned on just leaving it behind quietly later, but. ‘she said it was a welcome home gift, and that’s there’s lasagne in the freezer.’

eddie makes grabby hands and rips the lid off. ‘oh fuck yeah.’ he plucks out a cookie and takes huge bite; cheeks rosey, smiling as he chews, eyes bright.

steve smiles back. thinks eddie looks perfect like this. alive. healthy and living and alive.

he blinks furiously. clearing his throat. ‘come on! let’s get you home.’ steve hauls eddies bags out the door and down to his car. eddie in tow.

they pull up to eddie and wayne’s new home, steve noticing the cookies are long gone.

‘uh.. steve?’ comes eddie voice through the little bathroom door of their apartment.

‘…yeah?’ steve asks, not looking up from his magazine.

‘these are my jeans right?’ comes eddie voice again, and.. huh?

‘yeah ed’s, why would you have someone else’s jeans?’ steve asks. baffled.

steve looks up from the couch once he hears the bathroom door open. and oh. okay yeah. steve get it.

‘deja fucking vu, babe.’ eddie grins. and yeah, his jeans definitely don’t fit.

he’s long recovered and steves long into confessing his feeling and getting the all too enthusiastic (if a little exasperated at the time it took) feelings reciprocation.

so now steve can say another choked out little ‘fuck’. but now with a lot more confidence.

and he can follow it up with stalking over to eddie and stinking down to his knees in front of him. hands coming up to cradle the soft curve of eddie’s underbelly. feeling his pupils blow at the soft weight of it, the way his face sinks in when he gives it a kiss.

because eddie’s recovery weight at fist plateaued and then steadily rose. over the course of them being together, cooking together, steve learning to bake from mrs h. eddie starting a job he loves over at the music store alongside teaching guitar lessons. steve having time to make him lunches in between shifts at the gym, where he works as a personal trainer and yoga instructor. where he can come home to his partner splayed out on the couch, smoked out and whining about the munchies and steve can make something for him. look after him like he always wants to. keen when eddie’s hand slips into his hair, saying thank you for the food with a sweet smile and kiss on his lips. and steve can curl up next to eddie, into his soft warmth, and think about nothing at all.

right now steve’s brains thinking about nothing but the belly before him. pushing the flaps of eddie’s jeans apart like that day in the hospital, but these jeans are a couple sizes bigger. still ripped at the knee and still mostly fitting around the thigh. eddie’s legs and hips never taking the brunt of his weight. that’s saved for his belly and arms. but it’s coming up to thanksgiving and steve’s being trying to perfect his pumpkin pie recipe. nothing much ever goes to waste in this house. and the evidence of that is in front of him now. pushing out agains the waistband and pulling at the seat (one of steves hands having migrated around to grope at eddies ass).

eddie huffs, sliding his ringed fingers into steve’s hair and tugging. ‘on your knees already baby?’ eddie looks down at steve over his gut and all steve can do is whine.

‘so needy.’ eddie tisks but steve sees the smile pulling at his lips, the love spilling from his eyes.

steve sits back on his heels, hands on his thighs, opening his mouth wide and sticking out his tongue.

‘fuck.’ eddie groans. hand coming up to splay over that upper curve of his stomach, a habit that’s really never gone away. other hand grabbing at his soft peck, knowing the sight sends steve wild.

‘please let me. you looks so good eddie, please.’ steve’s panting, opening his mouth again and letting his tongue loll back out. it’s slick with saliva and steve feels a drop splatter onto his bare thigh, the hem of his running shorts sitting up in his hip crease.

‘sorry baby, but i’ve gotta go out remember?’ eddie’s voice is full of teasing and condescension. eddie attempts to tug the flaps of his jeans back together again. jumping a little like those years ago. even lifting his belly with one hand and attempting to do up the button single-handedly with the other.

steve feels his cock leak.

‘ok, help me find jeans that fit and maybe i’ll give you something in return.’ eddie huffs once he’s finished his little display. smirking down at steve and the likely visible wet spot at the front of his shorts.

once the words filter through steve’s horny brain fog he scrambled up, running into the bedroom.

eddie laughs, delighted, and follows steve through.

#chubby eddie munson #my girl dinner #steddie #steve x eddie #weight gain fic #hotlunch #my fic #<3 #steddie wg

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m0llygunn · 10 months

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Rockstar's Daughter (eddie munson x fem!reader one-shot)

Summary: Pulling Eddie into your responsibility-less dreamland, you get upset when he has to leave you to get back to 'reality'. When he comes back with a surprise for you, you grant him a very special reward.

Contents: 18+! smut, mature language, oral (m receiving), p in v sex (unprotected), creampie, dead rockstar father, porn with plot. Takes place in early 2000s, eddie and r in their early 20s. a/n: Yesterday was my birthday so I spent my lazy morning today writing this for you guys! I also hit 200 followers yesterday- which is exceptionally cool and soso crazy because I only started posting less than a month ago. Thank you for all the interactions on my other stories, I would love for feedback so I can write more of what you guys like! Ty again and enjoy!! This is inspired by the movie Uptown Girls, which is my favourite movie ever (thus the username lol). wc: 4.2k+

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“What? You wanted to fuck the rockstars daughter so you could go home and tell all your little friends? Is that it?” You spit, crossing your arms over your chest.

“No! That’s not— that’s not what I was trying to do.” He says, pulling the hem of his shirt down before untucking his hair from the neckline.

“So what were you trying to do?” You ask, watching as he pulls his shoes on. He finishes putting them on, omitting from tying them before standing up straighter, placing both of his hands on your shoulders. He looks into your eyes deeply and you can tell he’s trying to choose his words wisely.

“I like you. I just— I can’t live in your dreamland. I have 4 gigs this week and I already missed practice. Plus, I have a meeting tomorrow and I haven’t prepared for it at all, and I haven't even had a chance to call my band mates back.” He says, growing more uptight as he continues in his long list of abandoned responsibilities.

“Leave.” You say, shrugging his grip off. His eyes flash hurt before his mouth presses shut firmly, clenching his jaw. He brings a hand to his face, rubbing at his chin before opening his mouth again.

“I just need to go back to the real world for a few days, sorry I can’t stay here and live in your fairytale forever.” He says, adding too much attitude and contest for your liking.

You cross the apartment, opening the front door, motioning with your arm for him to leave.

Closing the distance between the two of you, he stops in front of you, eyes meeting yours once again.

“I’ll call you.” He says, features turning soft.

“Don’t bother, I would hate to taint your sense of reality.” You retort.

“I’ll call you.” He says firmer. He steps forward, pressing a kiss to your cheek before looking at you. You don’t say anything in response.

With a soft nod, Eddie leaves and you shut the door behind him with a long sigh.

You met Eddie at a party. Running in the music crowd because of who your father was, your friend is a music producer and manager. He had found Eddie at some dingy dive bar performing and swore up and down that his band was gonna be the next best thing in music and because of that, he brought Eddie along to the party to introduce him to Reggie Records, owner of big time music label, RR Music.

As soon as you saw Eddie, you knew you had to have him. There was just something about him that demanded your attention and once he had it, there was no losing it.

Then before you knew it, he was over at your apartment.

It was 4 days of uninterrupted time with Eddie. He calls it a ‘dreamland’ or a ‘fairytale’, you call it life. Life is precious and gone in a blink of an eye, you’re gonna live your life how you want to.

Your father was a rockstar. After a fatal accident, he became nothing more than a memory. A memory that left you, young and broken hearted, stranded amongst a crowd of grownups, forcing you to grow up.

Growing up was too scary though, so you never did. Through your childhood and into your teen years, you daydreamed about running away, living amongst other dreamers with no responsibilities where nothing could hurt you. When you were off on your own, you got your apartment and turned it into your sanctuary. A place where you could live happily ever after.

You get where Eddie’s coming from. Your friends never fail to tell you how disconnected you are, but it’s easier this way. It’s easier to live in a world where all you have to do is hang out with friends, shop, order in, and call maid services. But all that aside, the easiest thing was the last 4 days you spent with Eddie. With your intuition never faltering, he’s everything you’ve ever wanted and more. And that’s why the fight transpired when he finally had to face reality and leave you behind.

He left you in your dreamland. Left you to return to your responsibility-less life, fantasizing through your days and partying through your nights. A rockstar's daughter through and through, just without the rockstar father.

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You’ve spent the last week and a half groveling in your own pity. Your friend had come over to cheer you up but she ended up mostly just nagging you about cleaning up and doing something else besides wasting your time away, hung up on a boy.

You had given yourself a pep talk that morning, vowing to drop him from your mind. You took a shower, got ready and were about to leave your apartment for the first time in a week when your phone ringing interrupted you.

“Hey, it’s Eddie.” His low voice vibrating on the other end of the line.

“Eddie who?” You say, remembering how he said he’d call, yet it took him 11 days to do so.

“Don’t be like that.”

“Eddie who?” You say harshly.

“Munson.” He says with a deep sigh.

“Oh, the Eddie who lives in ‘the real world’?” You retort.

“Sure.” He says, sighing again. “Listen, I was wondering if you wanted to get dinner?”

“Why?”

“I told you, I like you.” He says and your heart patters in your chest. You pause, gathering your thoughts. Sure, you spend the last almost 2 weeks of your life wallowing in your own self-pity over him, but you’re not about to let him off the hook like that just because he says he likes you.

“You got a funny way of showing it.” You say, lamely.

“So dinner? Tonight? How’s 7 sound?” He proceeds, ignoring your comment entirely.

“Eddie—.” You start but he interrupts you.

“I’ll pick you up. We can go to that place near you that we ordered from, the one you said you like.”

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A knock at the door pulls you away from your vanity. You’re infamously running late as usual, which normally you’d feel no particular way about, but since Eddie already thinks you’re living in some made up fantasy world, you're struck with a sense of embarrassment.

“Hey, beautiful.” Eddie greets as you open the door.

“Eddie.” You say indifferently.

“I would ask if you’re ready but…” he laughs, motioning up to the roller in the front of your hair and down to the dressing robe you’re wearing.

“Eddie, I’m running a little late, please hold off on the hurtful jokes.” You say, widening the door for him to come in.

“No jokes, got it.” He says, pulling you into him with a hand around your waist, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

With your belly dipping in nerves, when he lets you go you turn around, walking back to your room. Silently, he trails along after you, taking a seat on your bed.

“We got an ETA?” He asks.

“No jokes I said.”

“S’not a joke, pretty girl, it’s a question.” He says, smiling at you through your vanity mirror. His smile spreads from ear to ear, his eyes twinkling in the lowlights of your room.

“You’re in a good mood.” You say, pulling the rollers out of your hair.

“We’re celebrating tonight.” He says, sitting up straighter, eyes still glued to your reflection.

“Celebrating?” You question, turning in your seat to look at him directly rather than just through the mirror.”

“We got signed.” He says, dimples setting deep on his cheeks.

“Seriously?” You exclaim, feeling your heart skip a beat. Eddie smiles bigger and you can’t help your own smile spreading on your face.

“Seriously. We had the meeting yesterday, and it went fan-fucking-tastic.” He smiles, eyes beaming with excitement. “Then they called this morning and sent over the paperwork. We’re signed.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?” You shriek, standing up and bounding for him. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you hug him with all your force, pressing your chest to his.

“Between ‘Eddie who?’ and ‘Eddie who lives in the real world’, it didn’t exactly fit into the conversation on the phone.” He laughs, buckling under your weight and falling back onto the mattress.

“Are you kidding? You got signed, Eddie, that fits into every conversation.” You say, pulling back to look at him, gleaming with your own excitement. “I’m so happy for you.” You say, pressing a kiss to his lips.

“Thank you.” He mutters shyly. “So that’s why we’re celebrating.” He says excitedly, still smiling when you pull back to look at him again.

“And you wanted to celebrate with me?” You ask, pouting, your lower lip jetting out.

“Absolutely, which reminds me, I have something to show you.” He says, shifting under you, pulling a CD out of his jacket.

“A CD?” You question curiously, still smiling.

“Yeah… the day after I left here, we had a meeting and they wanted something different— you know, to hear some diversity in our sound.” He says, eyes flickering down to the CD in his hands, nervously fumbling with it. “I had already kind of started working on this the night before, and… this is the song that got us signed.” He says, exhaling before redirecting his gaze back to you with a shy smile. You raise your brows.

“New song?” You ask quietly, feeling a buzz of excitement but winding it back due to Eddie’s growing shy nature.

“New song.” He confirms, smile deepening.

You take the CD from him, sitting us quickly and rushing to your CD player on the shelf. He follows after you, leaning against your dresser while you start up the disc.

“Now, before you start it, I think I should tell you the name of the song.” He says playfully, a hint of a sly taunt in his voice, shyness put on the back burner.

“Okay, tell me the name.” You laugh.

“Rockstar’s Daughter.”

Your jaw drops in surprise.

“It’s about me?” You ask, eyes going wide.

“The one and only.” He smiles.

Throwing yourself in Eddie’s arms, squeezing him tightly around his neck, he squeezes you back around your waist.

“Okay, okay. Play it, I want you to hear it.” He laughs. You keep squeezing him so he turns, stepping you both closer so that he can hit play on your CD player.

Still hanging off of Eddie, music trickles from the CD player. It starts off slow, with a gentle acoustic guitar, way different from everything else he’s played you.

When the lyrics come in, you are nearly swept clean off your feet from Eddie’s gentle voice. It’s a ballad, working up as the song builds on.

When the words 'Rockstar's Daughter’ sing out, you point to yourself, cheeks tight with your smile being so big.

“Me?” You whisper to Eddie.

“You.” He whispers back with a nod. You squeeze him tighter in your arms.

The lyrics continue, listening intently, and you laugh when he starts describing your ‘fairytale dreamland’ and how he wants to stay there forever.

The song starts to build up and so does the beating of your heart. Looking at Eddie, his eyes are bubbling with amusement, sparkling as he watches you. Your eyes trailing lower, his lips are plump and inviting.

You squeeze him tighter once again before bringing your lips to his.

You kiss him fervently, all of your happy emotions bubbling up at once. He brings his hand up to your jaw, his mouth working against yours with just as much passion. Opening your mouth, he’s quick to lick into you, tongue gentle at first as it caresses yours.

“I love the song.” You mumble against his mouth. You feel his lips turn up at the corners.

“It’s not even done yet.” He says, laughing softly, returning to the kiss immediately. You continue kissing him until it comes to an end, music fading out.

“Restart it.” You mumble, when the song stops completely.

Still kissing you, Eddie turns your body as he attempts to restart the song. His mouth falters against yours for a moment while he figures out your CD player, but he eventually gets it, the track restarting from the top.

You pull away from him, hitting the little loop button before grabbing his hand and pulling him to the edge of your bed.

You seamlessly untie your dressing robe, letting it fall to the floor, revealing your naked body.

Eddie’s eyes widen, his jaw slacking as his eyes roam over you.

“Thought you didn’t like my ‘fairytale dreamland’?” You tease.

“Never said that.” He replies, swallowing thickly.

You bring your hands to his shoulders, pulling his jacket down from the collar, letting it drop to the floor.

“You kind of did.” You reply.

“I love your little world here in your apartment. I would stay in it forever if I could.” He says, eyes flickering to yours. You grasp onto the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and when he lifts his arms you pull it over his head. His hair cascades down, resting back onto his bare shoulders as you drop the material to the floor.

“You could.” You reply, hands trailing over his chest.

“I wouldn’t have written this song if I stayed.” He replies, bringing a hand to your cheek, holding it tenderly, warm eyes staring into yours.

“The song’s pretty good.” You say, hearing his voice sing in the background of your conversation.

“Pretty good?” He smiles, raising a brow.

“Really good.” You smile back.

“Good. I’m glad you like it.” He says. You let your eyes trail down his face again, traveling further downwards until stopping at his tattoo over his heart.

“I love it.” You whisper, pressing a chaste kiss to the edge of the inked design.

“S’all for you. Every word.” He says, weaving his hand into your hair gently. You press more kisses onto his chest, traveling back up until you're kissing up his neck.

“I love every word of it.” You whisper, punctuating your sentiment with a wet kiss under his ear. You let your hands fall to his belt line, taking the cold metal into your grip, working at getting it open.

“I missed you. It’s hard out there in the real world.” He says teasingly. You smile, pulling away from his neck to look at him.

“Really? You should bring me out there sometime.” You tease back.

“Was trying to, but uh— don’t know if we’ll make it to dinner now.” He says, lowering his eyes to where your hands have paused on his belt.

You pull the buckle loose, undoing his pants before he dips his face to you, pressing kisses along your cheek, down your jaw, craning his neck to press kisses all the way down to your collarbone.

You pull him by the loops of his pants closer to the bed, making him sit on the edge before you pull at his pants. He lifts his hips, allowing for you to tug them down and discard them on the floor, his boxers following suit.

You settle on your knees in front of him and the song restarts from the beginning again.

“You gonna make me listen to my own song?” He laughs.

“Listen to your own song while I suck your dick? Yes.” You say keeping an air of innocence in your voice, all while looking up at him through your lashes.

“Really?” He laughs again, eyes fanning from your face down to where your hands connect with his thighs.

“You wrote it about me, I can do whatever I want with it.” You purr. You take his hardening cock in your hands, running your fist down it before kitten licking the tip.

“Fuck— yeah you can.” He groans, his length kicking up under your grasp. You spit on the head, spreading the wetness downwards.

When he’s wet enough, you bring your fist up and down before bringing your mouth back to his length, pressing a kiss right onto the flushing tip.

“Missed you, Eddie.” You say sweetly, taking the tip into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks as you suck gently as first.

“Shit, missed you too.” He gasps, voice getting strangled in his chest. You swirl your tongue around his tip before flattening it, taking him further into your mouth.

You twist your wrists, running your hands up and down his length, bobbing your head shallowly. He’s quickly a moaning mess in your grasp, and you feel yourself growing hotter, clenching your thighs for relief.

You remove one hand, taking him deeper in your mouth and he brings his hand to the side of your face, pushing your hair out of the way. You lean into his hold and he gets the hint, guiding you up and down.

You pull up, taking a breath, strings of spit still connecting you to him, before diving back down. You remove your second hand from his length, relaxing your throat and letting him glide right in, his hand on your head holding you there, his cock pressed against the back of your throat.

“F-fuck. Feels so good, baby.” He groans, eyes squeezing shut. His hand lets up on the back of your head just as you feel your lungs tightening, and you rise sputtering for air, catching your breath.

“Wanna ride you, Eddie.” You whine, unable to ignore the pulsing of desire between your legs for any longer.

“C’mon baby. Come ride me.” He says breathily, offering you a hand up. As you rise, he pulls you onto the bed before using his arms to scootch himself to the headboard, leaning against it.

He offers you his hand and you take it, stabilizing yourself as you swing your leg over his hips.

Moving your hand to his chest, you use your other hand to guide his length to your entrance.

Sinking down onto him, a harmonized moan leaves both of your lips, the soft strum of the song restarting once again still playing in the background.

“Fuck, baby. Gonna write a song about your pussy next.” He groans lowly, making you laugh softly.

“Yeah? What’re you gonna write about it?” You ask, through a heavy breath.

“How fucking good it is. So tight, hugging my cock so perfectly.”

“Can't wait to hear it.” You moan, as you lift your hips from his, lowering yourself back down slowly.

“Your pussy was made for me. S’fucking perfect.” He says, bringing his hands to your hips, helping you continue to lift yourself off of him.

You start at a slow pace, working yourself up and down, taking his full length right down to his base. You feel your belly grow antsy, needing more, and you start grinding yourself against him after each sink, your clit rubbing perfectly against him.

“Fuck, Eddie. Your cock feels so good, fills me up so good.” You moan out, dropping your head to rest against his chest. With one arm, he pulls you closer to him. He lifts you enough for his hips to shift under you, helping you by meeting you halfway with each of your movements as your legs start to grow tired.

You keep going, thighs pushing you up and down on his cock until they burn, aching for relief. His hips make up for your tiredness, still continuing to buck up into you.

“Want me to take over, baby? Fuck you just how you like it?” He rasps, hand rubbing up and down your back as his hips start to slow.

“Please, Eddie. Need you to.” You whimper.

He helps you lift up off of him. Taking your hips in his hands, he starts moving you to shift onto your hands and knees but you place a hand over his chest, motioning for him to pause. Over the four days at your apartment, he discovered that he could pull the best orgasms from you like that, but you stop him, wanting to be on your back this time.

“Want to see you, Eddie.” You say, voice coming out in a whine.

��Whatever you want, pretty girl.” He says, pressing a kiss to your lips. His mouth works against yours as he helps you lower to the bed, head hitting the pillow softly as he hovers over you.

When he pulls away from the kiss, he maneuvers your legs, taking them in his hands by your knees, hiking them up as you spread them out for him.

“Look at your pretty pussy. You look so beautiful laid out like this for me.” He whispers huskily.

“Better write that down for your new song.” You whisper back, making his lips quirk up into a smile, huffing softly.

He brings his hand down to your core, letting his thumb stroke the expanse of your slit, stopping at your clit.

“So fucking wet too.” He says under his breath.

“All for you, Eddie.” You whisper, canting your hips for more friction.

He starts rubbing his thumb in little circles on your clit making you gasp.

“Please, Eddie. Need you inside.” You whine, hips bucking as he presses harshly on your clit just to watch you squirm.

“Perfect pussy.” He groans under his breath, taking his glistening cock in his hand, lining up with your sopping hole.

When he pushes in, you hum happily feeling him stretch you open.

He presses into you deeply, knowing exactly how you like it already. The head of his cock drags against your sweet spot as he pulls out and it has you chorusing moans, accompanying the build up of his song still playing in the background.

“Sound so pretty, baby.” He rasps, breath catching in his throat as he pushes back into you quicker, balls slapping against your ass.

“You sound so pretty.” You breathe, starting to get lost in the pleasure but trying to hold onto the faint singing of his voice coming from across the room.

You feel your belly start to tense, and when he returns his thumb to your clit your breathing turns into harsh little pants.

“Just like that, Eddie. Feels so good.” You whimper.

His thrusting continues, getting faster and harder, building up with the volume of your moans. Your belly grows impossibly tight, euphoria threatening to spill.

The sounds of his skin slapping against yours binds perfectly with the gentle instruments in the song, perfectly complimenting the moans and whimpers coming from Eddie as he pounds into you.

You feel yourself getting close and rapture quickly boils over, not even giving you a chance to tell Eddie.

Every beautiful cascading symphony slowly fades in your ears as your pleasure bursts, tightened belly exploding with ecstasy, all thoughts leaving your head as Eddie carries you through your orgasm.

“Fuck— fuck. Just squeezing my cock, baby.” He groans, thrusts starting to go sloppy. “Gonna cum, g-gonna—” He grunts, cock pressing deeply into you as his cum shoots inside, painting your walls pearly white. His hips jerk and stutter as he works himself through his own orgasm, and you slowly recover from your own.

When his hips come to a halt, you reach out your arms, beckoning for him to come to you, to press his chest to your own and feel his body on top of yours. He complies, arms caging around you, lowering himself as gently as he can.

As soon as he settles against you, the crescendo of the song in the background comes to an end, fading to silence, like a perfectly timed soundtrack.

When it restarts again, you can’t help but laugh.

“I love my song.” You say, exhaling with a happy sigh.

“Fuck— can’t wait for you to hear the next one I’m gonna write.” He laughs softly.

You hum quietly to yourself feeling beyond content. If this is some fairytale dreamland, so be it. You have a beautiful man here with you, writing you lovey ballads.

“You doing anything the next couple of days?” He asks, popping his head up from your chest.

“Why?” You ask, a smile already rising on your lips.

“Gotta a few days off until we start recording more stuff.”

“Yeah?” You question, willing him to continue. He uses his arms to push himself up enough to see you better.

“I was thinking…” He starts, brows rising to hide under his messy bangs. “If you’ll have me, I’d love to spend them with you? Maybe we can go out and do stuff too? Like the date I wanted to take you on?” He says, voice going timid and smile turning sheepish as he progresses in his proposal.

You purse your lips, letting your eyes wander the room as you pretend to think it over. When you focus back on Eddie, his eyes bleed a faint nervousness.

“I’m going to keep that song on repeat, just so you know.” You say, grinning as you look up at him. He smiles back, pressing a kiss to the tip of your nose.

“Does fairytale dreamland have a new soundtrack?” He teases.

“Yes.” You reply firmly, before pulling him to your lips, kissing him.

Not only does fairytale dreamland have a new soundtrack, it seems to have a new willing resident too.

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#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie x fem!reader #eddie x you #eddie munson x you #eddie munson smut #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fanfic

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reysdriver · 1 year

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Masterlist

Marauders

✮ Sirius Black ✮

⚝ Remus Lupin ⚝

✶ James Potter ✶

⟡ Regulus Black ⟡

The Amazing Spider-Man

🕸️ Peter Parker 🕸️

Stranger Things

𖤐 Eddie Munson 𖤐

☁ Steve Harrington ☁

Miscellaneous

♦ Walter "Keys" McKey ♦

EXTRA

🔞 xena's kinktober celebration 🔞

REQUESTS OPEN FOR MORE CHARACTERS/FICS

#marauders #marauders era #marauders headcanon #marauders fluff #marauders angst #marauders smut #marauders x reader #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #regulus black #marvel #tasm peter parker #stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington

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pullhisteeth · 1 year

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masterlist

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ everything I have written!

requests are open :) see my request guide here before submitting

☆ smut, (☆) implied smut, ☁ fluff, ϟ angst/some sad themes

new/my favourites -

worry lines ☁ϟ [4.7k] your ex comes back and Eddie gets jealous (cw for abuse)

Eddie wakes you up mid-road trip to see a corny roadside attraction (request) [2.4k] ☁

wise words ☁ϟ [4k] Eddie fucks up (royally) and has to work his ass off to get you back. based loosely on how you get the girl by t. swift

classified ☆☁ϟ [13k] at your wits end, you put an ad in the classifieds for a special kind of tutor. Eddie finds it and takes you up on the offer.

the end (two parts): 1 - the end is near - you and the gang find Eddie in rick's boathouse. ☁ϟ(☆) [5.5k] 2 - the end is here - living with Eddie in the months after Vecna. ☆☁ϟ [5.3k]

Eddie plays the piano. ☁ [0.6k]

end of beginnings ☁ϟ [5.3k] you spend christmas and new year with Eddie. in other words: crossing the line.

you tell Eddie you love him for the first time (request) ☆☁ [3k]

an account of how Wayne Munson got tired of your pining and took matters into his own hands (at christmas!) ☁ [1k]

fics/requests -

the bone crush ϟ☁ [5.5k] you’re five years out of high school and your boyfriend's managed to get famous. some days are harder than others, but he goes to great lengths to make it better.

knight in a navy blue boiler suit - part 2 ☁ϟ [5.2k] you take your car in for fixing and the mechanics are a**holes about it. Eddie, though, saves the day.

on Christmas Eve, you take Eddie to visit your parents. ☁ [0.5k]

nineteen ☁ [2.6k] a reflection on the beginning of you and Eddie.

birthday boy ☁ [1.4k] it's Eddie's birthday!

Eddie stands up for you in class (request) ☁ϟ [2k]

Eddie helps you with an ED (tw) (request) ☁ϟ [3.3k]

you go to Eddie after a breakup and he tries to contain his feelings (request) [2.1k] ☁ϟ

stuck [1k] ☁ϟ you have a bad dream about Eddie and he comforts you (twice)

a very fem!reader likes metal, much to Eddie's surprise (request) [1.9k] ☁

wasteland, baby [4k] (☆)☁ϟ your friendship with Eddie got complicated when you went to college. you've both been hiding things from each other, and the heat of a summer spent in Hawkins draws out the truth. fwb!Eddie

say it with your hands ☁ [1.1k] a fluffy evening with Eddie.

old blog - (these links are currently broken on mobile - they'll be fixed soon!)

nothing else matters - e.m - you decide it’s time to confess how you feel to your best friend. braced for disaster, you have no idea what’s coming. ☆☁

deny me, I dare you - e.m - Eddie gets a sudden urge to marry you. ☁

smoke signals - e.m - in a moment of panic, you find yourself seeking comfort somewhere relatively new. ☁ϟ

begin again - part 2 - e.m - you go on a weirdly normal first date with Eddie Munson. ☁ϟ

telepathy - e.m - you ask your boyfriend Eddie to comfort you in a new way. ☆☁

hero - e.m - a weird guy follows you home, but your knight (Eddie) in shining armour (his van) comes to your rescue. ☁ϟ

rohirrim - e.m - you’re home for Christmas and one of Steve’s infamous house parties turns into the reunion you’ve been waiting for. ☆☁

pick me up - e.m - Eddie makes your dream come true. ☁ϟ

next door - e.m - you think you might be in love with the boy next door. Until you know, you want to have some fun with him. ☆

panda eyes - e.m - Chronicling the day of Eddie’s graduation, the celebration that follows, and revelations on his bedroom floor the next morning. ☁(☆)

as soon as possible - e.m - you rent When Harry Met Sally and realise some things about yourself and your best friend Eddie. ☁ϟ

open - e.m - you have a turbulent relationship with your body and you tell Eddie about it. ☁ϟ

the guitar teacher - e.m - Eddie gets a job teaching kids guitar and it makes you broody as hell. ☁ϟ(☆)

miscellaneous:

Eddie pisses you off at school but makes a big show of his apology

Eddie comes home late from a gig and you pretend to be asleep

#eddie munson #eddie stranger things #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #stranger things masterlist #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson smut #eddie x reader #eddie x y/n #eddie munson x reader

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brain-palace · 9 months

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Just like my previous (sorry if you haven't seen it), this one serves as an archive for the fics I love. However, this one is for smaller things like headcanons, imagines, drabbles and scenarios. As usual, if you're looking for something new to read feel free to have a look I recommend everything here. I read many different characters/universes, so I'll list them all so you don't waste time looking at something that isn't relevant to you. If you find something you like please show the fics and their authors some love!

Disclaimer: None of the works below belongs to me unless it explicitly says so. © - All rights reserved to the authors. If a fic does not have a name I will make one up for the sake of archival purposes.

Characters/Universes

Key ➸ Angst ☁ | Fluff ♡ | Crack ❈ | Smut 🔞 |

Spencer Ried (CM) ↴

Spencer's wife stitches him up after being injured on a case | by @radiant-reid | ♡

Spencer introduces his family's newest addition to the team | ♡

Tricking you for kisses | by @chrisevansleftpeck | ♡

Playing twister with Spencer | by @byersbootyshorts | ♡ ❈

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Aaron Hotchner (CM) ↴

Guess who has Hotch's initials tattoed | by @kryptonitejelly | ♡ ❈

Identity theft - Someone took the wrong badge | by @ssahotchnerr | ♡ ❈

Thought I'd make you breakfast | by @ddejavvu | ♡

Prompting insecurity | by @ptersparkers | ☁ ♡

Saving you from a bad blind date | by @ddejavvu | c

♠ ♤ ♣ ♧

Daryl Dixon (TWD) ↴

"If that’s yer light punch, yer real punch must hurt like hell...” | by @daryl-dixon-daydreams | ❈

"Parking that in my front yard wasn’t exactly subtle,” | by @daryl-dixon-daydreams | ♡ ❈

“The kids ambushed me!” | by daryl-dixion-daydreams

"Blood does seem to be a rather disturbing theme around here." | by daryl-dixion-daydreams |

"Nope, puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time!" | by @letterstotheflre |

"I'm not lost. I'm just... exploring my options" | by daryl-dixion-daydreams |

"Just some short and sweet pregnant reader" | by @babyyblues | ♡

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Eddie Munson (ST) ↴

Picking up a drunk Eddie Munson | by @munson-blurbs | ☁ ♡

Confessions in the Rain | by @appocalipse | ♡

Teaching you how to play the guitar | by @strange-mischief | ♡

Only you can touch my hair | by @bruisedboys | ♡

Boob talk | by @purplehazed-h | ♡ ❈

Need you around | by @silent-stories | ♡

♠ ♤ ♣ ♧

Steve Harrington (ST) ↴

Got my picture in your wallet | by @luveline | ♡

Signals | by @sanguineterrain | ♡

Cowboy Steve | by @sanguineterrain |

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Peter Parker (MCU) ↴

Drunken words | by @luveline | ♡

s'it okay? | by @inkluvs |

Bleeding on your bed again | by @bruisedboys |

"You're a very good kisser" | by @ddejavvu | ♡

Re-touching the roots | by @reidslovely | ♡ ❈

Got to let you go | "Peter will always pick the pain of letting you go over seeing you in pain" |☁

♠ ♤ ♣ ♧

Sherlock ↴

"The Game is Afoot, Indeed" | by @marvelousmando | ♡

Held at gunpoint | by @imagine221b | ❈

♠ ♤ ♣ ♧

Tony Stark ↴

Trial and error | by @mostly-marvel-musings | ♡

Notes: To see longer fics check out this post → The Archive list

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tommydarlings · 2 years

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STRANGER THINGS MASTERLIST

My Requests are closed! ✉ I will update it everytime as soon as i post and my fics will be listed from oldest ( top ) to newest ( bottom)! ✍

Every single one is x female reader but of course everyone is welcome here ⚤

Smut ➯ everyone is there then aged up to 18 or + ☮

main masterlist <3

Who am I writing about?: Eddie Munson, Peter Ballard, Billy Hargrove, Joseph Quinn, Jamie Campbell Bower ❣

What for kind of fics will i write?: fluff, angst & smut ❣ ✧

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Enjoy reading and stay safe, ily liz <3 🎬

key:

☁ = fluff ☯ = angst ♡ = smut ✰ = favorite ♫ = song

─ 𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍

& 𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐇 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐍 ─

(currently not writing for)

˗ ˏ O N E S H O T S ˎ ˗

more than words could ever describe | ☁ ☯ [1.3k]

Summary: you and Eddie promised each other that you would only go down together, but Eddie Munson was never really the type to keep a promise.

My Atlantis | ☯♫ [1k]

Summary: Eddie sadly wasn't able to save his Atlantis.

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˗ ˏ S E R I E S ˎ ˗

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˗ ˏ B L U R B S ˎ ˗

Mommy | ♡ [0.7k]

Summary: You weren't aware of the fact that Joseph could actually be the biggest sub that calls you mommy

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˗ ˏ tommydarlings thinking about... ˎ ˗

sub!eddie eating dom!readers cum while she's face riding him | ♡

dom!eddie being so surprised by the fact that you are able to see his bulge through your stomach, that he has to photograph and film it | ♡

─ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐃

& 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 ─

(currently not writing for)

˗ ˏO N E S H O T S ˎ ˗

Lying Angel | ♡ [1.1k]

Summary: Peter manipulated you into thinking that having sex with him would be a good idea... oh were you wrong.

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˗ ˏ S E R I E S ˎ ˗

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˗ ˏ B L U R B S ˎ˗

cigarettes during sex | ♡✰ [0.6k]

Summary: Jamie fucking you from behind while he's smoking a cigarette is probably the hottest thing your eyes have ever witnessed.

starboy | ♡♫✰ [0.8k]

Summary: You always wanted to hear Jamie begging desperately, tonight you finally reached your goal.

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˗ ˏ tommydarlings thinking about... ˎ ˗

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─ 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐄 ─

˗ ˏ O N E S H O T S ˎ ˗

Ruined Makeup | ♡ [1.5k]

Summary: billy loves seeing you all fucked out with mascara running down your cheeks.

Where are my headphones? | ♡ [1k]

Summary: you were just searching your headphones, you would have never thought that you end up being fucked into subspace by your stepbrother billy.

crybaby | ♡✰ [3.1k]

Summary: Billy does not tolerate it at all when you swear at him, but you didn't though that he would teach you those kind of lessons after you cursed him out.

New Magic Wand | ♡♫ [1.7k]

Summary: Maybe next time you know that you shouldn't make Billy jealous ever again, or should you?

Suspicious minds | ♡♫✰ [2k]

Summary: You never though that you could listen to something better than elvis presley's music... well, your father's best friend's moans topped that.

hide and seek | ♡✰ [3.3k]

Summary: When you slapped Billy during an argument you didn't expect to play an extremely sick game of hide and seek with him afterwards.

California dreamin' | ♡♫ [1.2k]

Summary: Today Billy decided to change your praying routine a bit and make it harder for you.

playboy & ghostface | ♡✰ [1.4k]

Summary: as soon as you saw the playboy bunny costume in the store, you knew that it's gonna be a interesting night with your boyfriend.

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˗ ˏ B L U R B S ˎ ˗

please forgive me lord | ♡ [0.9k]

Summary: when Billy told you that he wants to pick you up from church you never though that it would end like... that.

Ruined Bedsheets | ♡✰ [0.9k]

Summary: billy get's angry at you when he noticed that you dripped onto his bedsheets.

crawling back to you | ♡ [0.9k]

Summary: You hoped that you would be finally able to push your ex away, but then he suddenly wants you crawling back to him.

sex helps with cramps | ♡ [0.6k]

Summary: when Billy told you that sex helps with cramps, you didn’t believe him, but oh were you wrong about that.

innocent liar | ♡ [0.8k]

Summary: everybody told you that billy Hargrove was the bad guy and you definitely got your proof a soon as he forced you to kneel infront of him.

taking good care of you | ♡ [0.6k]

Summary: Billy just loves taking really good care of you.

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˗ ˏ tommydarlings thinking about... ˎ ˗

innocent religious!reader getting fucked by dom!billy | ♡✰

getting him flowers | ☁✰

him desperately wanting to fuck you while you are on your period | ☁

size kink with him | ♡ ☁

#stranger things season 4 #stranger things smut #stranger things #stranger things s4 #stranger things 4 #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson #peter ballard #001 stranger things #001 smut #001 x reader #billy hargrove #billy hargove x reader #billy hargrove smut #billy hargove imagine

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hellfirexhoe · 1 year

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Masterlist

⚠ = contains smut

☁ = angst

❤ = fluff

✷ = kink content

Stranger Things

Eddie Munson (newest to oldest, or rather best to worst writing)

Multi Chapter Series (links to the series masterlists)

Death of Me (ongoing) - Sequel to Days of the Week ⚠ ☁ ❤

Days of the Week (completed) ⚠ ☁ ❤ ✷

Oneshots

The Pool Boy ⚠

The Night Before You Left ⚠ ☁

In The Corn Maze ⚠ ✷

Sweet Tooth ⚠

Insomnia ⚠

Satanic Panic ⚠ ☁ ✷

What Are Friends For? ⚠ ☁

At The Lakehouse ⚠ ☁ ❤

Ice Cream Thighs ⚠ ❤ ✷

Breaking and Entering ⚠ ☁ ❤

Requests

Eddie x Sarcastic Henderson!Reader ⚠

Comfort ❤

Matching Tattoos ⚠

Good Girl ⚠

Eddie x reader adopt a kitten ❤

Camping ⚠ ❤

Stress Relief ⚠ ☁

#fic writer #fanfiction #masterlist #eddie munson fanfictions

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wroteitbutneverwatchedit · 7 months

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Masterlist

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

Updated 10/04/2023

You guys can definitely send In requests, I’ll have in my bio when my requests are open. I will soon be posting for other celebrities/ characters!

💙= smut

🩵= fluff

🩶=angst

🤍=suggestive

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

Eddie Munson:

I should have went ( Work in progress)

Part 1 🩶

‧˚₊꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒦꒷‧₊˚⊹

Billy Hargrove

Could we work? (work in progress) 🩵🤍

Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3| Pt.4 | Pt.5 | Pt.6| Pt.7| Pt.8| Pt.9| Pt.10 | Pt.11 | Pt.12

⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ ⠂⠄⠄⠂☆

Michael Langdon

One shots

1. Storm💙💙💙

2. Arguments 🩶🩵

⊹₊⋆☁︎⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆☁︎⋆₊ ⊹

Evan Peters

Oneshots

1. Wedding🩶🩵

#billy hargove x reader #stranger things #writers on tumblr #billy hargrove #billy hargrove x black reader #dacre montgomery #dacre montgomery x reader #fiction #michael langdon x reader #fanfic #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #evan peters x reader

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celestialula · 2 years

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― EDDIE MUNSON MASTERLIST ―

REQUESTS | OPEN - CLOSED |

♥︎ fluff | ☁︎ angst | ❦ smut

ONE SHOTS

is this safe? ♥︎ ― in which your boyfriend takes you on a late-night trip near lover's lake.

i’ll love you forever ☁︎ ― in which you are the only one grieving after the bat incident.

soulmates are metal ♥︎ ― in which your boyfriend complains about your portrayal of the day you first met.

old money ♥︎☁︎ ― you come from a high-class family stuck in an arranged marriage to someone other than your boyfriend eddie munson with whom you want to escape your fate.

IN THE WORKS ✍︎ (working titles may change)

lovers game ♥︎ ― in which you and your friends play drinking games at the Harrington's, leading to confused feelings and drunken confessions.

one of those nights ❦ ― in which all you can think about is the hot stranger you woke up next to after a forgotten night of passion.

baby, who you tryna fool? ☁︎ ― in which you break up with him.

request #1 ♥︎ ― in which eddie saves you from an asthma attack.

request #2 ☁︎♥︎ ― in which you try to hide from eddie that you're being bullied but one day you have to face it and although he is angry at first he takes care of your wounds.

request #3 ♥︎ ― in which you recently moved to hawkins, and eddie is the one showing you around, making you soon realize why the united states mustn't be so bad after all.

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filthyfluffyfantasies · 8 months

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masterlist ┉ eddie munson

You’ve reached my masterlist for ( eddie munson ). Below is a complete and mostly up-to-date list of pieces I have written for ( eddie munson ) and a little list of symbols and their meanings to better help you find exactly what you’re looking for.

Happy reading, my darling!

NSFW

Alphabet

↪ here

Headcanons

↪ here

Interludes

↪ ♥ masturbation, lazyghouls kinktober 2023, read all warnings on post.

↪ ♥ anonymous sex, lazyghouls kinktober 2023, read all warnings on post.

↪ ♥ creampie/breedingkink, lazyghouls kinktober 2023, read all warnings on post.

↪ ♥ a/b/o part one ♥part two, lazyghouls kinktober 2023, read all warnings on post.

SFW

Alphabet

↪ here

Headcanons

↪♥ blurb 1

Interludes

↪ here

OTHER

Fic Name

↪ info post

#eddie munson #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x self insert #eddie munson x you #fandom file : stranger things ; character - eddie munson #life quotes

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maelialuv · 2 years

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Maelialuv's Masterlist! <3

masterlist will be updated regularly :)

★ = smut

♥ = fluff

☁ = angst

STRANGER THINGS

Eddie Munson

Fire Side ★

Contrasting Tastes ♥

Best Girl ♥

Cut the Headlights ♥

Gold Rush ♥

Cut the Cord ♥☁- Part One , Part Two

Steve Harrington

Pretty Boy ♥

Supermarket Sweep ♥

The One ☁

Fill the Gaps ♥

Call It What You Want ★

So It Goes ★

BRIDGERTON

King George

. A Farmer's Friend ♥

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munsonpetal · 2 years

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eddie munson x reader fic rec list 2

smut !!

angst ☁︎

fluff ♡

last updated: february 27

* = newest added

3 or more parts

get your fix !! @munsonquinns

adventures in your shared obsessions of each other and your bodies—and eddie was insatiable when it came to you.

camera shy part 2 !! ^

eddie's a popular camboy, along with your best friend steve. one lucky introduction manages to turn your life upside down, arguably, for the better.

this post !! ^

eddie fucking the reader and shes like struggling and saying “have.. to.. be.. quiet” while eddie is just cooing her telling her that she doesn’t/no one is home

brat tamer!eddie !! ^

you’re a brat and get tamed by eddie

edging eddie !! ^

you edge eddie until he’s basically in tears begging for release

single dad!eddie x reader drabbles ♡ @luveline

eddie and roan + you

love bites !!♡ ^

eddie munson is super weird. he holds your hand too tight, he has a fascination with your neck, and he can’t give a hickey to save his life. good thing you’re super weird, too.

this post ♡ @nyxoz

reading lotr with eddie on a rainy day

maybe birthdays aren't so bad ♡ @runningmunson

eddie hated his birthday but you didn’t know why. after he finally told you why, you made it your mission to change his mind.

lucky !! @poisondaisy

smut with mean!eddie

pretty persuasion !!♡ @serasvictoria

you are the proud owner of hawkins records and have been for some years now, but dwindling sales mean that you might be forced to close the store that you love so much. Help comes in the form of eddie munson, former friend and frontman of a very successful band, but since the two of you hadn't parted in the best way 12 years ago there is no telling what will happen when you reunite again.

virgin!eddie !! @usedtobecooler

virgin!eddie + experienced!reader

good boy part 2 !!☁︎♡ @peterthepark

she’s the girl next door. eddie is the metalhead freak who’s just barely clearing his name after a whole town fiasco. opposites attract but certainly not like this, and certainly not in the back of eddie’s van.

broken nose kind of protective ☁︎♡ @kl4us4

eddie loves his uncle - he's almost a father to him. he just hates when he brings his rowdy, disrespectful friends to the trailer park.

fake dating !!☁︎♡ @hellfireswhxre

eddie and reader are fake dating to make chrissy jealous, but real feelings come out and threaten their relationship.

menace ♡ @retrobutterflies

telling a guy at a party that you have a boyfriend doesn't seem to deter him. probably because that guy is your boyfriend and you're too drunk to realize.

girlfriend ♡ @cassiopeiaemiliagaunt

your boyfriend is very drunk, doesn’t recognize you and tells you he has a girlfriend.

the price of a kiss ♡ @spiderrrling

you start trading eddie little nick knacks for kisses

i’ll make it up to you part 2 !!☁︎ @stranger-nightmare

eddie been distant and self conscious about his body ever since the bat incident in the upside down, meaning the two of you haven’t slept together for a while, when you finally confront him on it he vows to make it up to you...

this post !! ^

giving eddie a hand job and whispering praises in his ear while he sits pretty and slowly becomes an aroused mess, only focusing on how good you're making him feel

strange love part 2 ☁︎♡ @strangermarvelss

eddie has a date, with someone who isn’t you. you’re less than thrilled about it

hot and bothered !! @lilacletter

on the hottest day of the year, the heat isn’t what has eddie all hot and bothered.

it’s fantasy, babe !! @greenishghostey

you decide to indulge in a fun fantasy with your boyfriend: eddie, sneaking into your room and cumming inside you.

give me my nose ♡ @sunflowergirl522

times you and eddie have stolen each others noses

the box !! @forays-into-fiction

you had been noticing some of your things going missing. at first it had been easy to dismiss, a hair tie here, an almost empty bottle of lotion there. but more recently it had been items harder to ignore, photos of treasured memories, items of clothing, so on and so forth. but you had no idea where they could be disappearing to, why would anyone even want that stuff, it’s not like it was valuable or anything.

there will be no tenderness !! ^

eddie catches you flirting with someone else... or at least that’s what he thinks. you let him take out his aggression on you, reminding you just who you belong to.

say you love me ♡ @marianita195

you don’t say “i love you” back to eddie

give you the moon ♡!! @keeryshouse

had you known getting your first tattoo would end up with you being in love with eddie munson, you might have gotten it a lot sooner.

conviction ☁︎!! @tiannasfanfic

life takes an unexpected turn when a one time fling with your best friend leads to an unplanned pregnancy. will years of friendship be enough to build a solid marriage off of...or are you destined for heartbreak due to a wandering eye like the town rumor mill predicts?

can i try something? !! @justsomestoriessx

he wants to try something a bit newer for you both. you’re more than happy to partake.

not a creature was stirring !! @roanniom

phone sex with eddie

everlong ☁︎♡!! @andvys *

your love for your best friend brought you nothing but pain and heartache but an unexpected offer and the chance to forget all about your feelings might change everything.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fic rec #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson angst

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