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reader is a character on st since season one and on season 4 she is Eddies love interest and the have like a sex scene to film and after they do it both reader and Joe have like a sexual tension and something like that

(i cant describe things i’m sorry, i hope you could understand)

author's note: i'm hearing you loud and clear sweetie hehe! i tried my best to get your idea and thoughts into one bubble so please forgive me if this wasn't what you wanted - i'm not really great at writing when it comes to intercourse or explicit stuff like that haha! i really tried

pairing: joseph quinn x gn! reader

warnings: intercourse/smut, strong language, lowercase letters, consensual s*x, fluff

summary: joseph and y/n’s character have a shagging scene but in real life there’s more into their love life.

abbrevations: y/c/n - your character’s name

you never thought you would actually start off your career with playing a beloved character in stranger things from season one until up the latest one. your character was the charismatic, enthuiastic and lovely cousin of the wheelers, (choose the first name you like for your character) wheeler. your show’s individual had lived through all the slander of upside down - the demogorgons, the mind flayer and now in season four - vecna. you had grown so much as a character and also as a person in real life. the stranger things team had given you chance to see the world and show what you love to do - enjoy your job and communicating with people.

on season four, there was a new character introduced - edward “eddie” “the freak” munson, an eccentric hawkins high school student and president of hawkins high's dungeons & dragons-themed "hellfire club" which your character was also part of. in the beginning, (y/c/n) thought it was some kind of a banter club that fancied some weird arse monsters and shite but the more you got into it, the more you started to like it. being part of that club, obviously, meant that you got to be friends with mike’s mates - dustin and lucas, and of course, eddie himself. the tension between you and eddie started to grow each year and you were pretty certain that your character had developed some other feelings towards him.

additionally, eddie and y/c/n had made it official in season four and they became love interests because the duffer brothers wanted eddie to have some fucking rest as well. they also wanted your character and joe’s role to have some intimate moments and then boom - they made you have a fucking sex scene! you had never done this before, ever during your acting career.

before the sex scene happened, you requested to have a chat with joseph himself. he nodded and you both went to his trailer. you both sat down and you took a very deep breath in and let out the heaviest sigh.

you groaned to yourself: “so, this scene…shall we talk about it?”

joe looked at you, nodding, and responding to you: “yeah, sure! i assume that’s your first time doing this kind of setting of performance?”

you crumpled your nose and look at the script. you weren’t really sure what to expect or to do. you tried your best to explain yourself and everything, not even noticing that joe was looking at you a bit worryingly. you stuttered a bit: “i guess it’s just about the consent between you and me. please forgive me if i talk shit because this is absolutely nervewrecking for me and i’m honestly losing my shit - i know it’s not like a proper shagging scene but it has to be portrayed as.”

he was looking at you in an awe, being absolutely mesmerised by your maturity. he added: “i’m definitely understanding when it comes to consent and i am giving mine to you only if you are okay with it.”

you nodded and gave your affirmation and consent to do it. your heart was throbbing way too fast and the butterflies in your stomach did not make the situation any better. but you were certain that you could feel safe and sound with and around joseph. you hugged him tenderly and told him that you were ready to make the performance happen.

“it is what it is,” you thought to yourself. the whole world, including your parents in a different country, will be able to see your messy, but hot scene of having a shag with very handsome man who is joseph quinn.

after the sweaty and god-damn fucking sensual takes of you and joe’s character having an intercourse, you got an outstanding applause for it for some odd fucking reason. you were some sort of glad it was finished but part of you wanted more from it. you felt like there was actual sexual tension between you and joe, the one you have never felt before. your ex never really made you feel like that and you believe joe had pushed and pressed the button in you.

you thanked everyone on the filming spot for being supportive and not judging, giving a little bow down and wave, you made back to your trailer where you had a refreshing shower. getting out of the shower cubicle, you organised and packed your stuff for tomorrow’s shooting. the need of having your trailer organised and cleaned for the next day was a must for you. you couldn’t handle arriving to a messy work place, it was an ick for you.

whilst you were putting your personal stuff into your handbag, you heard soft rhythm knock on your trailer’s door.

“who is it?” you asked.

“it’s joe,” he responsed in a chuckle.

“oh, come in! the door is open!” you invited him, closing your handbag’s lock.

he popped in, closing the door and gasped a bit. then he said: “listen, i know it’s coming out of nowhere and i don’t believe it myself i’m going to say it, “ you turned to him and listened him, smiling, “but ever since we met on the first day around the reading table and after in the shooting complex, i have realised that i am yearning for you every day and i have come to the terms that i have fallen for you. i know, y/n, i will certainly understand if the feeling is not mutual but-”

you shushed him hastily, not letting him finish his sentence on purpose.

“joe, i’m going to stop you right there,” you responded abruptly, joe trying to mumble the last few words from his sentence but you put your index finger on his lips. “you have no idea how much i have wanted to hear this. it has been absolutely lifting to keep this in me as well and i couldn’t be more delighted to hear this coming from you!”

you swifted your finger away from his mouth and placed your own lips on his. it was all so sudden and you felt like you were entering the heaven itself. joe grabbed your waist and nudged you to the edge of the table where all the makeup products go. he slipped his tongue on yours and let it passionately swirl with your tongue. taking off his t-shirt, he unzipped your dress that you had only put on a few minutes ago. he broke the sensual make out session and studied the beautiful figure of yours before teasing your front upper of body.

“you are so beautiful, y/n,” he whispered. his tongue did wonders around the aroused nipples of yours. you felt that you had already become pretty wet down there and you sensed that you needed to feel him inside quicker than ever before.

you relinquished him from your torso and moaned his name. “joe, i want-, i need you inside me now!”

the devoir of love, warmth and lush inside was skyrocketing. joe nodded, unzipping his trousers. but he wanted to make sure that you were actually okay with it. you gave your premission and also said that you were on an implant, so it was go-go!

he spat on his right hand to make his shaft more wetter before inserting it through your pudenda. you were metaphorically begging on your knees for him to slide inside you so you could be at ease but it felt like it was joe’s purpose to make you more eager and built up even more lust in you both. finally, he pushed his phallus in you and joe started to thrust slowly to needle you longer. he speeds up with every movement, you holding tightly onto his arm and trying to catch a breath.

joe holds your neck with one of his arm, the other helping to pull your waist to help the sexual movement to go on. he kisses you in between the hip thrusts, not letting you go and telling sweet nothings.

“fuck, y/n, this feels so amazing!” he moans between the words and after each word, his breathing cresendos. he felt so caring at the same time while pounding harder inside you. the pleasure you felt was something you haven’t felt for ages and you craved for love making like that. with each hard pounding inside you started to reach the very high of you. you enjoyed every second and moment of this, so did joe.

joe looked at you and moved you closer to his body. you began to feel coming to your beginning of orgasm.

“joe, i’m about to co-” you moaned and screamed powerfully.

“hold on tight, princess,” he sped up even more, banging into you even harder, making your thighs go numb from the bliss. “i’m co-o-o-m-,”

you came a bit earlier than joe but his warm liquid was filling up your down part of body and the drops of his “cum” was dripping out from your “nether yee” part. his moans were ecstatic. your whole body was shaking from the hardcore shag and orgasm which felt so euphoric to you. joe helped you clean up the mess. the felicity in him never felt better and he was certain that he wanted to take this to new level with you. he assisted with zipping back your dress behind your back and gave little kisses on your shoulders. the affection from joe endured your mood and feelings.

you said: “i want this to last forever,” you glanced at yourself and joe in the mirror, his hands around your body, his face nuzzled on your neck.

“we can make it happen if you let me take this to next stage,” he placed tiny smooches on your cheek, neck and behind the ears.

you closed your eyes to take in this moment and gently stated: “i will absolutely love that, mister quinn.”

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tfyoulookingatgiuxs · 7 months

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Mama's Boy

Depressed!Eddie Munson x Reader

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: A very normal day at the Munson house. You were happy to visit your sweet boyfriend, too bad for you, he couldn't say the same thing. He wasn't in the mood and wanted to be alone. You had never seen him like this and that's why you had to ask Wayne for help.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Insicure!Eddie, Depressed!Eddie, Patient!Reader, angst, blurb, fluff, hurt/confort, theme about alcohol addiction, theme about sigarettes, theme about drugs, past traumas, mommy issue, suicide, bad language, Eddie act like little child. (Whatever you now read about this one-shot is made up. Nothing I've written is canonical. Everything I have written is nothing that has been seen or confirmed in the Duffer Brothers' Stranger Things series!!!)

𝐀/𝐍: Sorry for my english, this is not my native languages. Please support new writers and reblog!Hope you enjoy! Anyway, if you shake your phone/tablet the daisies move :/ (DIVIDER NOT MINE)

It was a simple fall day in Hawkins. The streets were quiet and the days too, while the citizens were already preparing for the Halloween party that would take place in a few months.

Autumn was perhaps one of your favorite seasons and apparently also that of your metalhead boyfriend, Eddie Munson.

Today as expected, you got ready to go to his trailer. You were supposed to go out together to pick up a movie at Family Video and spend the afternoon like that. You were happy to see Eddie again after a long week due to your studies. You were finally free and no one could take that smile off your face. Or at least that's what you thought...

You knocked cheerfully on the door only to hear an "Coming!" from the other side. His voice was hoarse. It wasn't Eddie. In fact, Uncle Wayne opens the door for you. He gave you a warm smile and invited you in but after you stepped into the trailer his smile disappeared turning his face into a worried look. You wanted to know what was wrong, but you thought maybe it wasn't any of your business. Maybe it was personal stuff and you didn't want to intrude. So you looked around noticing that Eddie wasn't there. "Is Eddie home?" You put your arms behind your back waiting for a response from the adult as he headed towards the kitchen counter.

He nodded "Yes, he's in his room but..." He didn't continue his sentence, in fact he seemed to be looking for the right words. You got worried thinking something bad had happened but then Wayne spoke "If you want I'll call him but I'm warning you kid, he's not well" His tone was low and you could see the concern "What happened?" You asked while hoping that nothing serious had happened. Wayne sighed and then pulled a photo out of his left pocket and placed it on the counter for you as you walked over.

It was old and what's more it was also in black and white. In the photo you could see the panorama of a wonderful beach with two subjects present in the photograph: a woman and a child. Both had their backs turned as they looked at the sea or perhaps the sunset. The woman, even if you couldn't see her face, was definitely beautiful with comfortable clothes. The child's features appeared to be five or six years old. You were confused but let the man in front talk to you.

"Today my nephew and I cleaned out the closet," he began, continuing to talk "In one of the junk we found an old photo album with him and his mother" at that news I felt a great weight on your chest.

You knew that Eddie was without his parents and that he had lived most of his life with his Uncle Wayne, but he had never openly told you what had happened to them.

"After we settled everything, he took the photo album and locked himself in the room. I tried to talk to him, but he said he wanted to be alone" You didn't know exactly how to react. You wanted to know more but at the same time you wanted to go console your boyfriend and find out how he is doing. After a moment of reflection and silence you decided to ask questions.

"If I may ask Wayne...what happened to Eddie's parents?" You were unsure whether to ask since the topic seemed sensitive. The man looked away for a moment and then took a cigarette and put it between his lips and motioned for you to go outside. You followed him, you both exited the trailer and Wayne sat down on the steps in front of the front door while you sat down next to him. He took out his lighter, lighting the cigarette, inhaling the smoke and then releasing it.

"Sorry for taking you out, I'd like to talk to you about it in private" He said. You nodded understanding his reasons.

"My nephew never told you about them, did he?" He asked, surely knowing the answer, but it seemed he wanted to be sure. "No, never. He only told me that they died, he never told me how" You replied as you fixed a lock of your hair feeling the cool air hitting your skin making you shiver. Wayne was silent for a moment, continued to smoke as some ash fell to the ground and he sighed. "My nephew. Before living with me, he lived with his mother" The question arises spontaneously "And his father?"

"That asshole brother of mine? He ran away. When he found out that his wife was pregnant he ran. I never heard from him until I was told that he died in a car accident" you were shocked at the news "His mother was desperate, she hadn't accepted being left like that" her eyes looked at the surrounding landscape of the Trailer Park as more smoke released from her lips "She raised him until he was six and then one day we found her dead on the sofa in her house" you were speechless and every part of Wayne's story made you feel bad, you had become a stone statue no longer knowing how to react and comment on those words of his coming from a difficult past, but the story wasn't finished.

"After my brother left, all she did was drink and take care of Eddie when she could. Most of the time I helped her and tried to keep her away from alcohol, but she never wanted to listen to me." Wayne sighed as if he were throwing himself into memories "She then started using narcotics and smoking more often, it had now become her daily routine..."

You wanted to say something but you was immediately interrupted by him "When she died for my nephew was a hard blow at that age. He loved his mother very much...even if every now and then she forgot that he had a son to raise and spent the hours watching television drunk" This time the man looked at you and noticed your sweet soul worried "I can't imagine what it was like for him, losing a mother at such a young age..." you said it in a whisper and Wayne heard you and nodded "It was very difficult for my nephew. His mother was everything for him, even if it doesn't seem like it now...he may seem scary but in reality he has always been a mama's boy" Wayne smiled and his words had the same effect on you.

You had never thought of Eddie as a mama's boy, and it made you feel tender. "Really?" You asked as if you were in disbelief and he chuckled "Really. At the age of five he was already helping her, asking her for help and taking advice from her for anything. However, he never came to me to ask me for something, for my nephew it was obligatory ask mom" You were touched by this side of Eddie that you didn't know. You were really curious to see how he would act if his mother was still here.

"His mother though? How did she react to it?" You asked and Wayne smirked again "Well, yes, she was happy to have this relationship with Eddie, they spent time together, even if it wasn't much, but for my nephew that time was enough for him to be happy" your smile widened hearing those words "But as I told you before, she forgot about him and spent the rest of the days on the sofa. At times like those I took my nephew home with me so he wouldn't see the horrible state of his mother..." Wayne finished the cigarette and threw it on the ground, stomping on it. "Has he ever thought that his mother didn't love him?" Your lips moved by themselves, you didn't know where this one came from but you tried to identify with that little Eddie who was just trying to stay close to his mother even in the most difficult moment, but she was psychologically destroyed and let her uncle get away with it took care of it for him, you would surely have thought something like "Does mom love me?" or “Why does mommy do this?” something similar.

Wayne nodded "Yes...I remember he told me this on an ordinary day while he was having lunch with me. I didn't know how to answer him, I mean, how can you tell your five year old nephew that his mother takes drugs, drinks and that does he do anything but smoke? And what's more, she only loves it because it reminds her of my brother?" That answer left you stunned and Wayne seemed to understand your reaction "Exactly. His mother, as much as she might love him as a son, loved him even more just because he reminded her of my fucking brother... she always said that Eddie looked a lot like him" The cool air moved your hair slightly "And that's it?" He glanced at you "Do I have to be honest? Not at all, it's all her mother. Especially now" You let out a giggle.

"But now I don't know how he must feel years later. Now he knows things that we hid from him as a child and knowing the truth certainly hurts, but he must learn to face it" You looked at your shoes while thinking about what to say "Do you think he has he gotten over his mother's death?" It took Wayne a while to answer "No. I'm sure of this...As I told you, his mother's death was a hard blow for him and he still suffers from it today" his look was sad, and not do you think you've ever seen this sensitive side of Wayne "I tried to do my best to reassure him and be close to him, but my nephew will never be able to get the image of his mother lying on the sofa lifeless out of his head..." his eyes began to become shiny and you instinctively put a hand on the man's shoulder "Hey, you did a great job with him. You may not have managed to heal that wound of his but you healed many others during his life and I'm sure you never let him lack anything." Wayne smiled big and seemed to feel better "Thanks kid" He stood up and you did the same "Can I talk to him?" You asked as you both walked back into the trailer. He nodded "One moment..." He told you as he headed towards his nephew's room.

After a couple of minutes Wayne came back to you motioning that you could go into the room. Before leaving you took the black and white photograph and headed towards Eddie's room. You found him sitting on the bed looking at the photo album and it made your heart ache. As soon as he saw you he whispered a soft "Hey" while you whispered a soft "Hi" and sat down next to him.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, today we were supposed to go to Family Video and catch a movie to watch-"

"Don't worry Eds, it's okay, it'll be for another time" Your tone was sweet, making him understand that you didn't care about seeing a fucking movie now, but rather being close to him.

"Did my uncle tell you everything?" He said as he looked at you. As soon as his eyes met yours you could see his wet cheeks. He had cried, and it broke your heart in two. You hated seeing him like this and just wished you could console him as best you could. You nodded "How are you?" He didn't seem to want to answer you. Your hand began to caress his back as your eye fell on the album. “I miss her..." Was hi answer. You now saw a color photo of a woman, who you understood to be very beautiful, holding little Eddie by the hand. "I can tell,"

"She's very beautiful and looks a lot like you" now you understood Wayne's words. Even if you didn't know what Eddie's father looked like, he sure as hell couldn't have looked like Eddie looked like his mother, they were identical "Uncle Wayne tells me that too, but she always said I looked like my father" you could hear the note of sadness and contempt falling from his lips "And that's why she left..." You saw how he bit his lower lip tightly, surely keeping himself from shedding tears as you moved closer to him "Why do you think that?"

"Why is it like this... I ruined her life. Every day he woke up looking at the spitting image of my father and that's why he despaired on the sofa ruining himself day by day" Damn it hurt to see him like that. You immediately wanted to hug him tightly "But she loved you and you loved her right?" He nodded "Yes, i love her very much but she didn't love me and she had her reasons, I was the cause of her pain and it ended with her death" Eddie hid his face with the palm of his hand. “I ruined his life Y/N… I'm ruining the lives of everyone around me, starting with Uncle Wayne and-”

"Eddie look at me" A note of seriousness came out of your mouth and you didn't let him finish. Not after he started shedding tears. He looked up and looked at you and with your free hand you cupped his cheek, his eyes were bright "You're not ruining anyone's life Eds. Get it through your head-" "How can you say that? I should never have been born in the first place, so she wouldn't have died" He said irritated and immediately more tears hit his cheeks.

"What happened to your mother is not your fault, nor was your birth. Maybe it's true, your mother loved you above all because you reminded her of the man who abandoned her, but that doesn't mean she doesn't has ever truly loved you" You took out the photograph Wayne had shown you. "This photo is of you and her, Eddie. And all these others too" you pointed to the album "You were always her baby, and as hard as life was on you that doesn't mean she stopped loving you as a son"

"I don't know exactly the whole story, but I know that there is no more beautiful bond than that between a son and a mother, and yours was a beautiful bond Eds and it certainly didn't lead her to kill herself" Fuck... he started to sob "You haven't ruined anyone's life honey, not your uncle or even the people around you. If your mother isn't here today it's certainly not because of you, she was suffering too much and wasn't able to move forward" With your thumb you dried the tears Eddie was shedding "But at least she left with the knowledge of having given birth to a wonderful son" you wrapped him in your arms while he let himself go, wetting the cotton of your t-shirt with his his tears. You gave him a light kiss on his scalp as you stroked his hair. "You are the most beautiful thing your uncle could have asked for and the same thing goes for me. You are one of the sweetest and most special people I could have ever asked for. Every day you improve my life so don't even think about something like that" you whispered in his ear as he held you tighter.

Eddie didn't answer but vented his tears some more before trying to compose himself.

You didn't accept that your boyfriend talked about him that way. His horrible past had left him with too many insecurities and doubts after his mother's death that a poor child like him at that age didn't have the strength to face. An image of a little Eddie spending moments with his mother appeared in your mind. The afternoon, the first day of school, the days with his uncle. Your imagination of that sweet, beautiful child was overwhelmed when you then thought about how he and Wayne found his mother dead. Coming home, ready to hug his mother again but she was gone forever. You felt a lump in your throat as you thought about how he must have felt when he tried to wake up his mother. The tears and desperation he felt, something you absolutely couldn't understand but imagining it was definitely heartbreaking. No one would have tolerated it...

Eddie was one of those people who never fully enjoyed his parents. He never knew his father and his mother had passed away dying of an overdose. You begin to think that in all respects you were lucky compared to him. You had a mother and a father, even if they were distant because they no longer felt the love they had before, but they were still your parents. A feeling of guilt invaded your abdomen thinking about how although you had a mother who takes care of you, you didn't have the relationship that Eddie had with his and that perhaps he would like to have again. You were also envious of this, yes. But you felt like somehow it was your fault. You have always had arguments with your parents, especially with your mother and now you realize that not everyone was lucky enough to have a mother who takes care of you.

You really appreciated what your mother did, but you never admitted it and maybe that was the reason why you didn't have a good relationship. You could sense that something in you had changed as you caressed the boy's dark curls, pressing light kisses from his ear to the crook of his neck. His breathing had returned to regularity but he was still sniffling and sobbing slightly. Now you felt somehow good, lighter with less weight on your shoulders. You wanted to be even closer to him than you already were and somehow heal his wound that was still dripping blood if touched with a finger.

"Feeling better big boy?" You used the nickname he loved so much. He just nodded. "If you need anything you know you can tell me right?" He nodded again and gave him another kiss near his ear. It was hot, actually burning hot. You could tell all that heat was from the outburst, the crying and even the embarrassment. He absolutely didn't want you to see him in that state and be able to understand it. Eddie had always been a guy who preferred to do everything alone and without anyone's help, which is reasonable, you had been there too...

But Eddie will also have realized that obstacles are not always faced with one's own strength. Sure, you've always been there for him and definitely Wayne too, but you didn't know how many times Eddie needed his mother. To go to her and ask for help or hug her if he was sick, something Eddie desperately wanted. You felt his grip tighten on you again as he started to sob again "Shh Shh Shh...it's okay Eds" a hiss came out of your sweet lips and after a couple of minutes he broke the hug trying hastily to clean his face “I-I'm really sorry, you shouldn't see me like this.”

"Why do you say this?" He shakes his head "Beacuse...well you don't-" you didn't let him finish "You didn't want me to find out about you and your mother?" He looked at you in surprise as he nodded quickly “Did you by any chance think I would judge you?” He looked at you and was afraid to give you the answer, because even though he loved you to death and had known you for a long time he was afraid that you would actually judge him, he didn't answer "You know I would never judge you, especially on something like that," you placed your hand on his. "Knowing about you and your mother makes me happy, because I know that you loved her very much, and that she loved you despite everything" now your foreheads were touching "I'm sure your mother is very happy to see the mama's boy grow up" you smiled and he did the same and you pressed a kiss to his forehead "Let's do this..." Eddie looked at you with his puppy eyes "How about I'll bring you a glass of water and then, if you want to, can you tell me about your mother?" You asked. You couldn't lie, those photos intrigued you and you wanted to get to know Mrs. Munson a little through those beautiful photographs.

He sniffed and you nodded smiling at you "Now big boy, dry these tears, I'll be right back ok?"

“Okay” He said and you gave him a kiss on the lips which widened his smile.

And so you spent the afternoon with your boyfriend. Sitting leaning against the headboard of the bed while together you browsed through those photos showing off smiles while you were wrapped in each other's arms. Eddie's head rested on your shoulder while yours rested on his head. He looked up when you finally closed the photo album "Thank you sweetheart" He said as you caressed his scalp "Whenever you want big boy, you know that I'm always there for you"

“I wouldn’t know what to do without you” his chocolate brown eyes got lost in yours.

"Well, don't think about it then. Just think that now I'm here with you" He chuckled and you both smiled at each other as your sweet boyfriend fell asleep in your arms.

Even though he was now a grown man, Eddie was still a mama's boy.

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sinnerlillith · 2 years

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“being bad feels pretty good, huh?”

Eddie being a soft dom switch is cannon. argue with the duffer brothers, not me /j

[yes, the title is a quote from The Breakfast Club.]

includes: praise kink, uses his bandana as wrist restraints for reader, hickeys, oral (F) receiving, short jokes of drug use, slight overstimulation, safe sex, cursing

A/N: i couldn't tell if i wanted to write him as a boyfriend or fwb, so you can pick.

word count: 5k

summary: Cuddling with Eddie while watching The Breakfast Club turns steamy- like your wrists are tied and your brains get fucked out steamy.

"John- or Bender, whatever they call him, is so hot" you comment nonchalantly, unexpectedly getting the attention of the man you're cuddling with. You feel him shift under you as his neck lifts from off your pillows to look at your head resting on his chest, his face littered with mock concern. His eyebrow then raises as if he's confused at your attraction to the delinquent on screen.

He looks at the screen in your room, then back at you, then at the screen again in. "Him?" He questions, a ringed finger pointing to the TV. "The dirty looking, loud pothead who- ooooh wait," he catches himself in his words, "you have a type don't you." He says.

You giggle at him finally catching on to what he's rambling. You snuggle back into his chest as you both lay up against your pillows, half sitting up half laying down so you can see the screen and cuddle comfortably. Your legs are tangled together intimately. You both keep watching silently with occasional giggles.

"I wonder what we would do if we had detention like them." You think out loud.

"Probably fuck." Eddie blurts almost immediately, as if he didn’t just say something near vulgar like its nothing. You slap his chest in a flustered manner, feeling his chest vibrating below your hand as he laughs. His arm snakes around your torso as the opposite one comes up behind his head of hair. The back of his skull rests on the palm of his ringed hand, exposed biceps flexing from out of his black band tee.

"No seriously though," you start finishing your thoughts through a smile "I think we would sneak out of the library and smoke, just like they did."

"Yeah I see that," he agrees. "And then we would have high sex in my van."

"Oh my GOSH, EDDIE." you try to say seriously, but it comes out as a flustered giggle, the thought giving you full on butterflies. He laughs once again at your flustered manner. He finds you so cute when his flirting gets your mind racing like this. He lifts his arm that was on you, fingers tracing up at your exposed waist from your cropped pajama top.

"I'm serious.." he mumbles lowly. "If I have to spend several hours with you, and- I mean, I find the opportunity to have just you and me alone-" A sigh leaves his pink lips. "Yeah. Your panties aren't staying on sweetheart. That's for sure." a boyish grin creeps on his face shortly after his explanation.

Shit. You think to yourself, a smile creeping onto your face at his boldness. "Well..." You get bold too. "We are technically alone" you say, lifting your head up to look into his deep brown eyes. Your chin rests on his chest now as he looks down at your own eyes, taken aback at first. The smile long gone on his face, replaced by a surprised eyebrow lifting at you matching his directness. You jokingly grin at him. His eyes looking down at your lips, then quickly back up again. Smile slowly creeping back onto his face.

"What are you suggesting, miss y/n?" He playfully replies.

“Oh nothing... just saying. Thats all.” you place the side of your face back onto his chest, eyes focused on the movie. Eddie actually is slightly let down at your boldness fizzling out so suddenly.

His eyes turn back to the screen, and his lips flatten against each other into a line. More time passes by and his hand creeps up your waist once again, except it reaches past your ribs to the lower fat of your breast. “Can I?” he asks under his breath. You nod, allowing him consent to grope your chest with his big palm after brushing your crop top over your breast, exposing it. His rings are cold on your warm flesh, but he’s not focused on your shivers, his eyes are dead set on the film. His groping gets firmer and needier, his calloused finger tips from guitar playing pinches at your hard nipple. Your butterflies return at his technique, your breathing waivers, but only slightly, and he’s still not paying attention to you. He’s so interested in the movie meanwhile your legs pool with heat.

Your eyelashes flutter, thighs begin to squeeze. His groping doesn’t stop. He’s so focused on that damn movie, he doesn’t even notice your thighs squirm until you exhale a shakey breath. His eyes quickly shift down to you and then over your body to your thigh tightening on top of his own. He grins as he finally realizes what he’s doing to you.

He sucks his teeth “Aw sweetheart” he tuts, “looks like you’re not focusing on the movie anymore huh?”

“Shut up” you snap, but it comes out shakey and stirred. You smile, coming up with an idea to get back at him. Your hand that was resting on his chest lifts, just barely hovering over the warm fabric of his metal band shirt. Your finger tips graze down his torso, touching over his firm clothed stomach, finally landing at the hem of his shirt. They brush up under it, resting a few inches above his pelvic line. you flatten your hand there, thumb and pointer finger begin to pet delicate circles. The seemingly innocent gesture drives him crazy, and now it’s his turn to exhale a shakey breath while you watch the movie. Your hand travels further up his warm stomach, simultaneously making his shirt rise, exposing his skin to the cool air in your room. You can see the hem line of his boxers underneath his black ripped jeans, his dark thin happy trail below his belly button. You gulp at the sight.

“Those hands of yours are too curious, babe.” he comments, trying to keep his composure.

“And what are you going to do about that, babe?” you ask, using the same pet name on him.

He notices your fire from earlier is back. “Do you really want to know?” he questions, cautiously.

“I mean..I’m hoping you just go ahead and show me” you say through a smile.

He takes this as an invite to get up from underneath you, walking to the TV to turn it down. His pocket chain dangles and makes noise with every step. You are laying on your back now, pillow under your head. Your legs are straight and crossed, one hand in your hair, other over your stomach. He turns around fully facing you. He eyes your bare legs, then looks back at your face.

You make eye contact as he reaches in his back pocket to grab the black bandana that is always hanging from his pants. He holds it up with 2 fingers in his right hand and dangles it eye level, with a smile. “You know what this is?”

You sigh. “A bandana, Eddie.”

“Nope.” he closes his eyes and shakes his head, bandana still dangling.

“What is it then, if it’s not a bandana?” you say, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

He sighs and rolls his eyes while dropping his shoulders. “Jeez sweetheart,” he says walking towards the edge of the bed, “you really don’t know how to have fun.”

“Then show me.” you state, like its nothing. But to Eddie, it’s the chain reaction starter to a swarm of dirty thoughts.

He grabs both of your ankles, separating your legs, and yanks them towards him at the edge of the bed making you gasp. His motion dragged you along your back and off your pillow, making you lay flat and horizontal to the bed. Your arms are above your head at both sides of your body, cropped top ridding up slightly. A shy smile is on your face after, even when you covered your face with your hand to try and hide it.

He looks down at you, legs spread, clothed in sweat shorts and a crop top thinking that you have too much clothing on. He looks back into your eyes, bandana now scrunched up in his right hand. “You wanna have some fun, right?” he asks you suggestively.

You heat up, especially between your legs at the position he has you in. You gulp and nod, “mm hmm.”

“No, no,” he shakes his head to each side once, “use your words.”

“Yes, I want to Eddie.”

He smiles at your words. His ringed pointer and middle finger lift and gesture at you. “Lift your wrists” you now are fully aware of what he’s about to do with that bandana. You get excited at the idea and lift both your wrists together.

He grabs them gently, weaving the bandana around and then between them. Curling it, bending it, folding it, tying it, so it can keep them firmly together without hurting you. As he ties it around your wrists, he pays close attention to the knots. He’s so focused that the tip of his wet and reddish pink tongue comes out to lick at the top center of his lip, then out to corner of his mouth. Cute.

“Now,” he moves your wrist above your head, laying flat against the sheets, “keep em there for me, will you dear?” You nod as he uses his fingers on both hands to brush down from your spread knees to the in betweens of your plush thighs. This causes your thighs to get goosebumps and your skin to tingle with arousal, and he’s barely even touched you. It makes you want to close them shut, but before your body can react that way, he’s dropping down to his knees and gripping them open.

His head turns to the right, making eye contact with you just before kissing your left thigh lightly. Once, twice, three times. His eyes are serious, deep, and dark, you cant focus on them anymore, it’s too intense. Your head falls back and you sigh as his kisses begin to get heavier, teeth involved now. You hear his wet kissing noises grow until-

You gasp.

Did he just bite me? He licks at the gentle bite he gave your thigh. He gives the mark a kiss, then harshly sucks at it. Your back arches at the discomfort, and he takes advantage of this. His veiny left hand rises up from your right thigh, the opposite of the one that he’s giving a harsh warm hickey to, and travels down your middle body, under your shirt. His palm goes to your right breast and he cups it. He’s palming it slowly, opening and squeezing his hand over and over. His brown locks tickle in between your legs, but you're more focused on his groping.

His mouth continues to latch onto your thigh and bruise it, except you notice his mouth is going further and further down, closer to your core. He moves your shorts down to the side to get the most inner part, and he’s incredibly rough with you there. Your arms above you squirm at the intensity, your eyelids are squeezing together tightly. His licking, sucking, biting, kissing, coming from his wet and hot mouth makes you exhale heavy and whine.

“Eddie” you whine out a warning. He ignores you. He smiles up at you, seeing your back arched, breast in his hand, arms tied back and head tossing. Your chest heaves.

“You’re so pretty” he says innocently. “How about I take your shorts-”

“yes, fuck, take them off” you interrupt him with your ramble.

He slides them off, leaving your underwear on. He looks down at your wet patch, licking his lips. He applies a kiss to it, then moves his head to your opposite thigh with no hickeys. He kisses hot and wet open mouth kisses up from your inner thigh to your knee. Thighs now in both hands, his thumbs caressing circles.

You’re getting desperate, you want his mouth on you somewhere else. You lift your tied wrists, placing your hands on his dark messy hair. You push on it, but he grabs the bandana with his right hand, taking it off of his head. He gets up on his feet just enough to hover over you without standing fully so he can move your wrists back to their place. His guitar pick necklace falls out of his shirt and dangles over you.

“Keep them up here, y/n” He cautions clearly, “Or else I’ll stop everything.” he warns, looking into your eyes. Thats the only warning you need. “Do you understand?” He asks, and you nod while saying yes.

“Good girl.” he says, smile returning. He’s now moving down your body again, on his knees between your legs. His face is back in front of your covered hole, eyeing your wet spot. His hands return to your thighs to keep them open. He's back to placing hickeys on your right thigh while pondering how he should tease your wetness. He lifts a middle finger up to it, pressing the center and rubbing up and down, spreading your wetness underneath. This pleasure mixed with the pain of his harsh hickeys makes you turn your head into your arm to muffle your moan.

Your hips move up into his singular finger, grinding against it. None of this is enough to alleviate your ache, so you begin to beg for him.

"Just- just put your finger inside already, please" You mewl, face still in your arm. He smiles against your thigh, his middle finger switches out for his thumb, which rubs circles over your covered clit.

"You sure you want it inside, princess? You look plenty satisfied with just my finger outside... all that squirming you're doing."

You look at his teasing eyes, "It's not enough" you huff, hips moving up, chest rising and falling rapidly. The stimulation to your clit makes your back arch and your face heat up.

"Whatever you say, love" Eddie replies, moving his palms off your leg and on your hips. Both index fingers curling over the top of your underwear to tug it down over your thighs, then calves, then feet. This time, you didn't wait for his palms to open your legs up, you did it yourself. Watching you spread your legs for him automatically made him tuck his bottom lip in his mouth. He stared at the transparent shimmer of your wetness, that tightness in his pants got suffocatingly tighter.

"Hmm." He says flatly, "I think I got something better to do with this instead of fingering it." And he does indeed. He took his right hand, used his pointer and middle finger to spread your glistening lips making his fingers in a V shape, and leaned forward into it.

He first kissed your entrance, then slid only the tip of his tongue out of his mouth from the bottom to the top of your slit, drawing out a squeak from you. You wanted his full tongue to flatten against you, but just the tip of it wasn't a bad sensation. Just as you starting enjoying the pressure from the tip of his tongue against you, he fully flattened it against your core. He dragged it up and down slowly, curling it through your folds every now and then.

Hearing his wet mouth against your wet pussy was such a nice sound. The sound alone could get you hot and heavy. He sucked at your clit gently, then harshly, then broke away from it fully just to lick back up again. Your legs got harder and harder to keep open, so he put his hands back on them again helping you out.

"I got you, I got you" he said against your pussy as he kept you open. His skilled tongue moved faster, harsher, and more sensually. He starting pushing his tongue inside your dripping wet hole, practically fucking you with it. You were moaning out his name along with curses. His mouth really does drive you insane, but what drove you more insane is that your wrists are still restrained, not allowing you to run your fingers through his dark hair. It somehow aroused you further, being at his mercy like this.

Your stomach tightened, your legs shook more violently. You were close to your climax, and of course Eddie noticed this. He momentarily detached from you to tease you one last time before your orgasm.

"Gonna make a mess?" You hear from between your legs. You can't help but nod.

"yes- yes fuck!" his mouth is back on you, causing you moan loudly. You keep saying his name, and you would be wiggling around if it weren't for his amazing grip. Your body does a full on tremble as you orgasm all on his mouth and chin.

And he's still eating you out. He chuckles at your failure to bring your arms down to push on his head since he threatened to stop if you brought them down again. His chuckle vibrates against your pussy, and you could tell him to stop and he would but you don't want him to. Even though it's over stimulating, it's also hot. It’s hot that eating you out brings him so much pleasure that he wants to keep doing it until his jaw hurts. His tongue slows down, and his kisses on your clit gets lighter. His sucks are less harsh as he finally stops. All you can hear now is both of your open mouthed breathing , then a swallow. That's right, he swallowed what you just gave him.

Your body relaxes, legs fall open naturally, arms stilled after releasing all that pent up energy from holding them back. You feel the bed dip as his arms come up to rest against the side of your body.

"Don't look so tired now, y/n," his palm comes up to cup your face. "You didn't think I was done, did ya?" He questions, chin and lips glistening from you. You feel heat come back to your face, too embarrassed to look any longer at the mess you made on him. The back of his veiny hand rubs off the wetness, you watch him do so.

"Earth to y/n, you still in there?" He says. You nod lazily. He thinks you look so cute after a good orgasm.

"Can I hold my wrists over your head and kiss you?" You ask, making his heart leap. He swoons at you wanting to kiss him.

"Of course" he smiles, using his left hand to grab your right elbow and help lead your wrists over his head. His hair falls around you both before your lips meet for a kiss. He nips at your lower lip as you open your mouth, tongues lay against each other and swirl, causing you to taste yourself. His left hand slides down to your waist, giving it a squeeze. His mouth moves down to your left side, kissing your throat. Your legs hook onto and around his firm and toned back, bringing him closer.

"Is this the part where you fuck me?" You ask impatiently.

"Getting there" he says in your ear. He gets up off of you, helping your hips shimmy back further up the bed so half your body isn't on the edge anymore. Your head is now back on the pillows and his full body can hover over you now. He sits up straight to take his shirt off. You eye how his arms flex and hair poofs out of the neck line. You lick your lips at the sight of his tattoos and necklace. He's fucking pretty.

He settles himself between your open legs. He looks down at you tied up and only wearing a crop top. "You're the cutest thing" he blurts, followed by that golden smile of his.

His head lowers again to your neck. "Don't forget to keep your arms up, ok?" You nod.

His head tilts down his own body, still next to your neck but eyes looking at your clothed chest. He sees your nipples poke through the fabric. "Can I push this up?" He asks softly. You grant him permission so he slides your top above your breasts, exposing them though the fabric is still on you. He kisses down your collar bone, skips over your shirt, and then back to your skin below it.

His head lifts above your tits, just eyeing them. He takes both of them, one in each of his hands.

“Do you think if I put a stick of lipstick between these-”

Oh no.

“Oh god Eddie, shut up”

“-I could apply the lipstick to myself like that chick we just watched?” he asks through boyish giggles. With his hands on either sides of your tits, he’s separating and then squeezing them together rapidly.

You can't help but giggle at his stupid jokes in such a heated moment. He starts kissing at the swell of your breast, still smiling. He then pops your left nipple into his mouth, his hand on the opposite breast finds your other nipple. He pinches and squeezes it while his hot mouth is on the other. His sucking sounds and the pleasure he's giving you makes your head go further into the pillows with a sigh. You want his dick in you already but instead his mouth finds his way to the other breast.

You whine. "What are ya cryin for, princess?" He teases, mouth back on your flesh.

"Eddie please, I just want you to fuck me." You whimper, sounding so desperate that you surprise your own ears.

"Really? How bad?" His head begins to lift from off your chest. He eyes your face.

"So fucking bad, I need it" you're almost crying now. He's just doing all of this teasing and no railing. It's not fair.

His hand comes down to cup your cunt. "You need me here?" He taunts.

You nod vigorously, tears about to prick your eyes.

"As you wish, darling" he comes up, back straight now. Necklace that was once dangling over your skin comes up to rest against his chest. His hand runs through his dark frizzy half curls as he exhales, looking down at your pussy. His hands trail to his jeans, unbuttoning them. He slides them down his thighs, just enough to expose his boxers.

His hands come into his boxers, pulling out his dick and Jesus, it's hard. Much harder than you expected. It's already leaking pre cum. You can't stop staring at it, the way he's touching it, the veins-

"y/n? Did you hear me?" You snap out of it, looking at his deep brown eyes. "I asked where your condoms and lube are." You look to your night stand.

He grabs a condom and the lube, settling back between your legs. He brings the condom up to his teeth as he tears it with his mouth, puffing air through his mouth to blow the piece in-between his teeth away. Well fuck, that was hot you think. He slides the condom on effortlessly to his hard shaft. He lubes himself up and places the tube of it behind him. He shifts to where your wrists are above your head and grabs one of you many pillows. He lifts up your hips and slides the pillow underneath it so he can fuck you easier. His hands come down to grip your hips once the pillow is snug underneath, preparing to enter you.

"Ready now, pretty girl?" He asks, but you've been ready. You're more than ready. You nod and he lines his tip up with your wetness. He pushes gently into you, watching as your eyes shut at the pressure of him entering. You feel him stretching you open, but it's such a good stretch. He watches your face scrunch up then relax in pleasure as you gasp when he fully enters inside you. His palms go to the part of your thighs below your knees. He forces them open wider and a bit more upward.

He pulls out slowly, to the point where just his tip is in you. Then he pushes in again, slowly. He moves in and out like this at a slow pleasurable pace. He's taking his time with you, his face heats at your gasps. Your walls feel so good squeezing around him. You feel so warm. His mouth slacks open, watching your pussy swallow him up, forming a glistening ring around his base.

“God, you’re so perfect.” he huffs

“Faster... Eddie" he hears you mewl at him.

He exhales a short breath at your request, but picks up the pace anyway. He’s moving in and out faster, but not harder. Abs flexing each time he’s fully in, and relaxing each time he’s out.

He exhales heavier, hair sways forward and back with each thrust. “Mmm” he moans, his head throws back in the air, hair falling back with him “Fuck, y/n” he says to the celling with a groan. Muscles of his neck are more exposed as you look up at them. His Adams apple is more defined like this and you can see it bob.

“Harder” you moan. Arms struggling again, chest heaving.

“Jeez babe, so naughty” he smiles down at you. He pushes your right thigh down so it lays flat against the edge of the pillow, slightly touching the mattress but this causes your hips to shift right too. So he has to take your left leg and swing it over his shoulder, ankle now next to his face. He gives it a quick kiss. Such a sweet, gentle gesture only to be pushed aside because now he’s hammering into you harder, just like you wanted. It makes the bed creak, your tits bounce and shift, your moans rip though the air. He’s hitting your sweet spot at this new angle. You cant keep your eyes open.

"Yeah? Right there, huh?" He huffs, but you cant even respond normally.

“Yes, yes,” a few small tears are actually coming out now, “oh my g- fuck!” you cry and beg for him not to stop.

“So beautiful- you sound so beau- shit” he wines. Your voice, your pussy, your cries, it all sounds perfect to him. He knows he can hear more of you though, so his hand slides down to your clit as he’s railing you into the mattress. He circles it, nice and easy at first just to get your reaction.

Your eyes shoot open, mouth falls with drool. It gets so much harder to not move your arms down.

“Look at me” he says, your teary eyes move to him, but the moment your eyes connect, his thumb rubs on your clit faster. This makes your eyes shut and your head goes back.

“You like that?” he sighs out, and you cry out several yeses.

“No- keep looking at me, pretty” he begs. Your head turns back to him and you struggle to keep your eyes open. “Keep looking or I’ll slow down” he teases while panting, half jokingly, but you take it seriously.

“No no no, oh god Eddie, please-” you cry “I cant-” your eyes shut then quickly open again “I cant do it, but don’t- ah shit, don’t stop Eddie!”

His eyes widen at you begging for him to continue fucking you. His thumb slows on your clit.

“Say my name again, y/n.” he whimpers. And you do, its music to his ears.

“Again.” he begs, and you just don’t stop. Your stomach flutters at his requests.

He’s now fucking you so good that you cant stop squirming. You clench around him as his thumb goes back to your clit. He’s moaning at how good you feel and you can’t take it. You’re definitely gonna cum soon.

“You’re doing so well, look at you” he praises. Your body is shaking and tightening at his praise. You cant stop making noise, and you would be embarrassed at your loudness but you feel too good to care. You repeat the words “I’m gonna cum” until you cant anymore, and you finally climax.

He’s now chasing his own orgasm, shifting your legs. He makes you thighs come together, your legs touch together as he fucks into you, both ankles on the side of his head now. This new position makes you feel tighter and he can’t take it much longer. He’s exhaling though his mouth, short and pitchy exhales before he finally finishes in the condom.

He just kinda stays there, both of you catching your breath, his head between your ankles around his neck. You now lift your still tied wrists to cup his face, one of his large hands coming up to grab your own. He smiles against your palm. “Let me get this off of you.” he unties the bandana, and slowly slips out of your heat. The pull out feels good for both of you, hearing both your breaths hitch. The pillow is now shifted away from under your hips, to down under your knees. He falls forward, laying down next to you making the bed dip.

You move the pillow away fully, legs now resting against the mattress. You turn over to your side facing him to curl up into his body heat. His hand rubs on your back, tracing your dips and curves. “How are you feeling?” he asks, voice slightly muffled against the sheets.

“Tired,” you mumble “but also like I just got the daylights fucked out of me.”

He chuckles. “Yeah, that was fun.” The film still plays in the back very quietly, but thats not your focus anymore. You lift yourself on your forearms to give him a quick kiss on his face. He smiles, fingers rubbing at his tired eyes.

You looked back down at your inner thighs covered with his hickeys. He’s curious as to what you’re looking at, so his eyes follow your line of sight. “They don’t hurt too much, do they?” he asks.

“Not really, they’re hot though. But you don’t have any hickeys on you anywhere...” you say, eyes trailing up his body. “I think I should help with that.” you tell him and he excitedly nods his head.

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illogical-fallacy · 2 years

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been thinking about a couple of screencaps that @will80sbyers posted of what looks heavily implied to be h*omosexual activity at rink-o-mania not in the closet:

and it's got me thinking: throughout all of s4, we really don't get any introspection into how much personal growth Will has undergone during his year away from Hawkins

we of course know he's torn up about his relationship with mike and is hurting watching his half-sister be bullied at school, but we don't know much about what HE is going through.

what we know contextually:

the fictional town of lenora hills is somewhere roughly between bakersfield and LA metro. even in the 80s when california was overall more right-leaning than it is now, it still would have been leagues more progressive than hawkins, indiana at this time

2) Will clearly feels comfortable enough in his new environment to do research projects and presentations on openly gay individuals in history

3. Will feels empowered enough to paint a very emotional gift for a girl he likes Mike.

4. (admittedly minor) king has a little shop of horrors poster in his room, literally flooded with queer subtext. considering the film had JUST come out, too, this was something he was eagerly anticipating, not hopping onto the cult-classic bandwagon for after the fact

(unrelated note: if you haven't heard m.j. rodriguez, a BIPOC+ trans actress, sing suddenly seymour, you should do that now).

all of these things together indicate: Will has been put in a position that's allowed himself to slowly begin coming to terms with his sexuality in his time away from Hawkins. He may not be vocalizing it yet, but his actions indicate he's probably seen couples like the ones at rink-o-mania already this year. Something that very possibly could have given him the courage to approach Mike about it over Spring Break.

of course, this goes in the trash as all of Will's insecurities hit him full-force the moment Mike steps off the plane in Cali. The rest of s4 depicts this breakdown very well, but it takes understanding just how far Will has come to appreciate how heartbreaking his emotional deterioration is.

We can also support this by considering Jonathan's POV in the van and pizza cooler. Traditionally a loner who has the same kind of reserved life as Will, he also wouldn't have had a lot of exposure to queer people just existing prior to moving to California. He's evidently experienced enough to be able to pick up on Will's (admittedly obvious) subtext and deduce that his brother may be hiding something.

why would the duffers go through the effort of so subtly building up Will's growth arc to not have the payoff be one that completes the hero's journey?

not to get bogged down in mythology: the hero's journey is a very common framework found in thousands of works. it has three main sections: 1) when the hero has to leave home and venture into the world, 2) the ordeals the hero undergoes to realize their full potential, and 3) the hero's return home with whatever they've gained from their trial in order to complete their adventure.

to me, this suggests heavily that Will's journey of self-actualization and facing his inner-demons (both extra-dimensional and homosexual) is going to conclude in Hawkins as he enters the final third of his journey.

notably, a section of this Journey Will hasn't gone through yet:

RESURRECTION) One final test is required for the purification and rebirth of the hero. Alternatively, it may be a miraculous transformation.

all i'm saying is that transformation better involve him getting Mike to shut up and admit how he feels about his best friend.

#byler #overly long analysis and rambling and i'm not sure if that made any sense oh well #byler is endgame #byler is real #mike x will #will x mike #mike wheeler is not straight #will byers #byler rights #will is gay #byler is canon #byler tumblr #byler theory #be gay make byler canon #will byers deserves better #byler s4 #byler hope

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greenfiend · 1 year

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Anyone else seen Freaks and Geeks?

Freaks and Geeks only lasted one season, but it's considered a cult classic (I'm positive the Duffer brothers have seen it...).

I've been thinking about how there are A LOT of similarities between Freaks and Geeks and Stranger Things...

First thing... the obvious similarity... both are set in the 1980s.

Then in both shows we have a nerdy boy Sam/Mike (main character) with nerdy friends who like D&D and go trick or treating together. Also, both boys are bullied.

Nerdy boy has an older sister Lindsay/Nancy (also main character) who he has a love/hate relationship with. (Also, sister has a relationship with stoner dude. lmfao) There are more similarities but I'll leave it for now.

Now here's where things get interesting... (Nerdy boy's relationship...)

Both nerdy boys like the IDEA of having a girlfriend. But the real thing? Not so much.

I don't know about Sam's sexuality... but that's not really the point here.

Both boys get a girlfriend but find out they just don't have much in common...

Sam distances himself from his friends and has to hide his interests...

"We don't have anything to talk about. She doesn't like anything that I like."

Sam and his girlfriend break up because of this.

And how does the show end, you ask?

The show ends with him playing D&D with his friends!

Also one of his friends is named Bill and he's unapologetically himself always. Never conforms.

#stranger things #freaks and geeks #byler #mike wheeler

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emblazons · 1 year

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I'm gonna keep it 300: Once I realized that byler v mlvn (at least in canon) was never a competition of "ships" or even heteronormativity versus queer rep but a conversation about thematic points being made by the duffers, I ceased feeling any real doubt about the outcome of this segment of the intertwined character narratives.

Why? Because The Duffers (while notoriously mum about their plotlines and twists) are vocal as hell about what they value & what "lessons" they're trying to drive home.

With The Duffers (unlike a lot of TV writers today) its "find the thematic line and you find the endgame plot." That's literally it. And tbh, even if I was someone who couldn't stand byler for whatever reason, from a narrative theme perspective, its pretty clear that

"15 year old boy who both longs for and fears the consequences of nonconformity finds the bravery to get out of a relationship that fuels those insecurities while leaning into his relationship with his fellow-nonconforming best friend"

tracks more with The Duffers value system than

"boy and his superhero love interest spend their 5th consecutive season barely seeing eye to eye on interests and problem-solving while relying on other people who know them better than they know each other to fix their relationship before dramatically separating and coming back in a melodramatic flourish."

Like. I don't even need to do more mental work than that to understand whats happening with this part of the story, because after 7 entire years of watching the rest of the show, its clear they'e written Mike and El into the same corner that's broken up every other dysfunctional relationship in Stranger Things, from Stncy to Joyce and Bob: a lack of common interest and a lack of common goals.

When you look at that, and combine it w/ any knowledge of the—

"What's wrong with playing DnD as an adult" "we are nerds and children at heart" "we hated HS & did other people's assignments to stay relevant" "one of us married a fellow horror fan who shares our interests (Ross) and the other has decided not to officially partner (Matt)"

—Duffer Brothers? lmao.

The only snag I ever hit trying to understand that was the S3 tone shift...and even they admit that was their narrative "play" season, which (however you feel about that as a writing decision) says every single thing about what's gonna happen when things get "more serious" (while moving back to S1 energy) in S5. 🤷🏽‍♀️

#byler #anti mlvn #I am a generalist not a specifist when it comes to analysis and it's saved me a lot of detail-oriented heartache here lmao #like at this point I don't feel doubt or even a desire to 'analyze' byler sans showing how the little pieces connect to the main theme #its become so straightforward in my head I don't know how else it might be otherwise resolved LMAO #my st commentary #stranger things

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mams-is-my-will-to-live · 4 months

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I can't sleep and Since my brain is filled with "A date with death here's a tiny fic??? On my brain mixing Obey me and A date with death Enjoy! A little background this is after the little stu t MC made with the candle in the Reaper's cave. Now it has been a whike since I played that lesson so forgive the timeline inaccuracies and any terms that are inaccurate. Also... probably ooc of the characters. MC's background is that they are the child of Grim/Casper and the MC of a date with death. I am aware that the game is inclusive when it came to preferred pronouns in a date with death so I tried to make it Gender neutral and as inclusive as possible to MC's other parent that is not Grim. So apologies if it flows wierdly. Spoilers for both obey me and a date with death I apologize.

Obey me!MC is the child of Grim/Casper from a date with death.

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After the whole event on the reaper cave MC huffs as they finally laid down to bed. Hugging the familiar plushy that their Father gave to them. The Plushie is well kept and looks fairly new at a glance.

MC sighs one more time as they snuggled the axolotl plushie. "Azrael... Dad's going to be so mad when he finds out about my stunt! He's going to say I'm took after my other parent too much!" MC whines into the soft plush of the stuffed toy. MC whule they didn't explain it to the brothers knew what theu were doing when they transferred their Candle's essence into Beel's own. However they were prepared for the consequences if any. Plus it's not like they were going to die not with how they obviously took after their other Mortal Parent.

A few days pass and all seems well the brothers and MC as well as the Royals and Angels plus Solomon had a little get together at the Demon King's castle. A little treat to wind down after all that has happened. However it seems that MC has gotten too complacent as someone suddenly appeared. Someone who is all too familiar with MC.

Diavolo while apprehensive about the sudden appearance of a reaper gave a friendly yet domineering aura befitting of his status as a Prince. "Greetings Reaper! To what do we owe you the pleasure for your visit?" He asked politely.

The Reaper wore black clothing and his Hair is white and long and he has striking red eyes. Similar to Lucifer's but dufferent still. Everyone is far too aware of the head on stare that he has with MC. Alarmed there is a look of anger towards MC.

Mammon ever MC's protector pulled them behind him as if to shield them from the Reaper's stare. Paying no heed to Diavolo's words he simply opemed his mouth and uttered words that confuses the immortals in the room.

"Soulbaby...You know what you did wrong yes?" MC despite themselves blushed at the familiar nickname given to them by what they knew sprouted from an inside Joke between their parents. Slowly they mobed from behind Mammon despite his blurts of protest and pouted.

"Dad... Please don't call me that in front of them!" Theu whined petulant like a child. As theu slowly moved towards the front from where the others are surrounding them like a wall seperating MC from their Parent.

"DAD!? MC WHAT?!" Mammon shouts to which there were other noises of agreement. Sheepishly MC smiles at them and weakly murmurs

"I um.. really wasn't supposed to tell about that little fact?" They heard a chuckle from their Dad amused at the reactions from everyone

"Yes MC here is my child. My soulbaby if you will." He added amused as MC's eyes widened and they whined again at their father's teasing.

"Fascinating however all the paperwork in the human realm and MC's very own soul shows that they are mortal and very much Human" Diavolo finally speaks.

"Yes. I'd much rather keep it that way" the reaper gave a pointed glance to MC who looks abashed as they looked away.

"So I assume you're not here to take MC's soul from what she did at the reaper's cave?" Asked Lucifer as he absorbs everything.

"Yes and No." Answers the reaper. "I suppose it is time for introductions" the reaper paused for a bit as he looks at MC and then to the Demons and Angels briefly pausing as he laid eyes on Solomon. He raised a brow at Solomon but paid it no mind.

"What a fascinating gaggle of... Friends you have accumulated Soulbaby" he says despite another sound of protest from MC.

"You take far too much after sunshine..." he added as MC blushed. He then clear his throat as he started introducing himself. "As you are well aware I am a reaper and My name is Casper and I am MC's father." despite the topic already being laid out in the open the others still couldn't help but gape.

Solomon chuckles "So MC definitely knows what they were doing when they poured their essence to Beel's candle" MC pointedly tried to ignore their Father's stare but caved.

"Yes... Dad I'm sorry but I couldn't watch Beel fade away! Plus My soul can-" MC was stopped from their tirade by Casper flicking their forehead fondly.

"You take far too much after Sunshine, Soulbaby..." he says with a tired fond smile.

"But!" Mc starts to protest.

"I understand however you know that there will be due punishment. Once your term here is over we will be talking about it." He says leveling mc wigh a pointed stare. MC gulped but nodded nonetheless.

"Now that is over... " he turned to the rest still staring at him. Meeting their stares head on "now that you are aware of MC being my child... One wrong move and well I'll leave that up to your interpretation" He then turns to MC again.

"Dad..." MC warns to which Casper chuckles goodnaturedly but not without a bite.

"Do be careful Soulbaby. Tell me if they hurt you and I will be after their soul" he smiles menacingly. MC shakes their head they watch Casper about to leave. "Do visit back home me and sunshine miss you terribly" He whispers one last time as he leaves.

"No problem Dad" MC giggles and hugs their father. As soon as Casper left MC faced the demons, Angels and Fellow Human. Looking expectingly at them MC sighs privately to themselves.

"So where should we start... This might take a while"

#a date with death #obey me shall we date #obey me #mammon obey me #om! swd #obey me mc #MC is Reaper's Child #Usage if the nickname sunshine from a date with death #usage of term soulbaby #coz its funny me thinks #obey me lucifer #obey me diavolo #obey me solomon #grim reaper #casper a date with death #A date with death MC x Casper #they obviously have found a way to make soulbabies duh #rebagels for beel #reblogs are appreciated <3

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Ranking The Stranger Things Tie-Ins:

Now that I've finished the reviews (for the time being), I wanted to do a ranking of all the tie-in comics, graphic novels, and books. Originally, I was just going to do a Top 5 Best and Worst List, but I figured it would be more fun to make a complete list of all the tie-ins while also giving my brief thoughts on each one (especially for those who don't want to read my lengthy reviews). Please note this is all in good fun and just my personal opinion, which can be subjected to change.

Also, this list will NOT include any of the show's episodes, video games, tabletop games, children's tie-in books, the Choose Your Own Adventure book, the Stranger Things Experience, or the stage play The First Shadow.

With that out of the way, let's begin in order from Worst to Best:

#26: Stranger Things Summer Special (See Review Here)

I never cared for Powell and Callahan as characters. They barely have anything to do with the show's main arc, they're NOT funny, and the "bumbling cop" trope is something I've grown tired of in recent years.

The premise of this short, where both of them are conveniently present at key events during season 3 in their lousy pursuit of being "good cops," all the while having constant near-misses with the Upside Down, the Flayed, and the Meat Flayer, is a repetitive joke that quickly grows old. That's not even getting into the huge continuity errors plaguing the short and creating a bunch of plot-holes. Completely unnecessary. Hard pass.

#25: Stranger Things The Bully (See Review Here)

This only ranks slightly higher than Summer Special because I like the artwork better, and it doesn't mess up the show's continuity like the previous comic did. However, that's all this really has going for it.

For whatever reason, they decided to make an entire graphic novel focusing on Troy and James (the bullies from season 1), and all I could think about while reading it is "This is a huge waste of time." I already didn't like Troy to begin with, this comic does NOTHING to improve my opinion of him, and considering that neither James nor Troy have appeared on the show since (and probably aren't coming back for season 5), I don't see what the point of this story was. This paragraph from my review sums it up best:

#24: Stranger Things x TMNT Crossover (See Review Here)

I'm sure there are fans who enjoyed this bizarre trip while embracing its absurdness and surrealism, but I am not one of them. I like TMNT and I like Stranger Things, but I draw the line at saying both properties exist in the same universe. That's not even getting into the haphazard attempts by the writers to make this comic canon with the show. Knowing the Duffer Brothers, that's likely not going to happen.

#23: Stranger Things Tales From Hawkins (See Review Here)

The idea of doing an anthology comic focusing on Hawkins residents was intriguing, but the end result was disappointing. They should have broadened their horizons regarding which characters to focus on, and not just set the stories exclusively in the first 2 seasons.

Murray's story (Issue #2) and the Pumpkin Patch Rivalry (Issue #4) are arguably the best ones. The rest are either forgettable or derivative.

#22: Stranger Things Six (See Review Here)

My first venture into Stranger Things comics. I've come a long way since then! :)

I remember looking forward to this particular comic to learn more about Hawkins Lab, Dr. Brenner, Project MKUltra, and the special kids............only to feel underwhelmed when I actually read it. I wanted to like Francine/Six, but I didn't find her interesting or compelling as a character, and the attempts to include other aspects of the show's lore (i.e. The Upside Down, Terry Ives, El and Kali, etc) felt shoehorned. Combined with the direction season 4 went, and it's a safe bet to say this comic is NOT canon (if it ever was).

#21: Stranger Things Suspicious Minds (See Review Here)

Suspicious Minds ranks slightly higher that Six for doing a better job fleshing out the experiments that were taking place at Hawkins Lab, as well as giving more details about Kali, Terry Ives, the test subjects, and El's biological father Andrew. It helps that Brenner is a threatening presence in this book, and that the narrative excels in maintaining suspense.

However, similar to Six, the events of season 4 render most of this book non-canon. That's not even getting into a major continuity error regarding El's date of birth that sticks out like a sore thumb.

Suspicious Minds serves as a cautionary reminder that if you're a creator and you've planned out a major twist for your show, then you either need to have a direct hands-on approach to how tie-ins are written and approved, or you need to be willing to share that twist with those you've hired to write tie-ins for the universe you're managing.

In any case, it is PAINFULLY CLEAR the Duffer Brothers didn't share information about Henry/One/Vecna with Gwenda Bond when she worte this book (or Paul Dichter for that matter when he helped oversee its development), and boy does it show in the final product. 😖

#20: Stranger Things Kamchatka (See Review Here)

Another example of a comic where the premise sounds intriguing, but they squander it on characters who aren't going to play a role on the show while also giving very little (and in some cases, contradictory) information about the show's lore.

While I liked the darker tone, the Cold War setting, and the spy thriller aspects, the characters didn't do much to impress me, and I was also frustrated by the lack of canon characters (Hopper, Dmitiri, Yuri, etc) who could have been in this comic and weren't. It's not bad, but it is mediocre when it didn't need to be.

#19: Stranger Things Into The Fire (See Review Here)

A sequel that improves on its predecessor (Stranger Things Six). While the comic likely isn't canon for the same reasons Six isn't, I appreciated the personal stakes this time around, I loved the creepy gothic aesthetic they did with Jamie/Nine's hallucinations, and it was nice to see Kali utilized in this story in a meaningful way. Here's hoping the Duffer Brothers wise up and bring Kali back for season 5 because she deserves so much better!

#18: Stranger Things Creature Feature (See Review Here)

One aspect of Season 4 that was disappointing was how little we got to see of the family dynamic with El and the Byers once they moved. It's hinted at, but not explored deeply. Creature Feature dives a little more into that, as well as El's struggles with PTSD, and gives a nice heartwarming scene between El, Jonathan, and Will towards the end that makes the short stand out.

However, the one-shot comic is sadly brief, and it may leave people frustrated about why they didn't go for a longer comic/graphic novel about El and the Byers adjusting to life in Lenora. I would've been interested in seeing that!

#17: Stranger Things The Game Master (See Review Here)

A one-shot comic where we get to see Steve and Nancy back together after the events of season 1 while also getting a surprisingly sweet interaction between Steve and Mike that isn't them griping with one another. I don't care much for Steve and Nancy's relationship, but I did like their attempts to help Mike feel better after El's apparent death. That was enough to elevate this short.

#16: Stranger Things Erica's Quest (See Review Here)

Not a fan of the artwork, but I was happy to witness the Scoop's Troop back together again. I also love how this short confirms Steve has played D&D before, which gives context to that scene in S4 when Dustin calls Steve asking him to be a substitute player in Eddie's D&D campaign.

#15: Stranger Things The Voyage (See Review Here)

Major improvement on Stranger Things Kamchatka. It's highly doubtful the show will include any mention of this comic (though if the Duffer Brothers decide to bring back the Russian arc for S5, I hope they incorporate Dr. Karine as the main antagonist), but the story is scary, suspenseful, and has the kind of gruesomeness you'd expect from an R-Rated horror film.

#14: Stranger Things Darkness On The Edge Of Town (See Reviews Here)

Having grown up reading a lot of murder mysteries, I have a soft spot for the genre. Hearing that Hopper's backstory involved him tracking down a deranged serial killer in New York City back in the 70s while also dealing with a dangerous cult was enough to get me on board with this book.

This novel isn't perfect, but it makes up for its shortcomings in creative ways. Hopper's backstory with the NYPD is fascinating, the story's focus on issues related to poverty, crime, mental health, law enforcement, and societal woes works well (even if they drop the ball towards the end), Hopper's interactions with El in the present are a highlight, and the narrative is effective in keeping the reader invested.

#13: Stranger Things Erica The Great (See Review Here)

A light-hearted graphic novel that bridges Erica's arc between seasons 3 and 4 while expanding on her growth as a character and development as a D&D play. It was cool seeing Erica's friends get their day in the limelight (one of whom might be making an appearance in S5), and the story has enough funny moments to keep the reader entertained.

#12: Stranger Things Flight Of Icarus (See Review Here)

I know fan reaction towards this book was cold when it was first announced, and I'll admit parts of it were hard to read given we all know how Eddie's story ends. I'm not a fan of media that teases false hope to the audience, only to cruelly yank it away.

That being said, I will go to bat for this book: It's well-written, and does a good job expanding on Eddie's character and his relationships with others (Wayne, Al Munson, Jason, etc). I also appreciate the book's themes regarding "forced conformity," and its scathing criticisms towards individuals and institutions (school teachers, law enforcement, students, residents, etc) who scapegoat and punish people like Eddie for existing while allowing (or in some cases, enabling) truly vile people to get away with being vicious and cruel towards "acceptable targets."

Considering how certain individuals on Tumblr and varying social media platforms have been treating others for the past few months, this book couldn't have come during a more relevant time.

#11: Stranger Things Halloween Special (See Review Here)

A delightful Halloween comic taking place before season 1 which centers around the Party telling an urban legend about the Child Eater of Hawkins, which coincidentally has eerie parallels to Vecna. Creepy artwork, an unsettling atmosphere, and a fun twist at the end! :)

#10: Stranger Things Hawkins Horrors (See Review Here)

Same deal as the Halloween Special, except it takes place between Seasons 3 and 4, and features multiple horror stories told by Steve, Robin, Nancy, Max, Lucas, Erica, Dustin, and Mike while they're all trapped in the Video Store during a power outage. The stories are scary and reminiscent of horror anthologies like Tales from the Crypt and Goosebumps, and some of them even cheekily foreshadow certain events that occur in season 4.

#9: Stranger Things Runaway Max (See Reviews Here)

Like Flight of Icarus, this book is hard to read, albeit for a different reason: I don't enjoy stories with characters trapped in abusive situations, and this book does not pull its punches in depicting the utter hell Max suffered through living with both Neil and Billy.

That being said, I grew to have a new appreciation for Max's character because of this book, and I liked seeing her backstory, her perspective on the events of season 2, and her thoughts about the characters she interacts with. I loved seeing her relationship with Lucas develop, I liked her brief interactions with Steve, and there was a satisfying payoff in her standing up to Billy and finally regaining some control over her life. If you love Max's character, this book is for you!

#8: Stranger Things Winter Special (See Review Here)

The closest Stranger Things will ever have for a Christmas Special (not counting the endings of the first two season finales). So many little details (i.e. the way the Party explains different Christmas stories to El and how she visualizes them, the revelation about what happened to the demodog in Joyce's fridge, etc) that make this an enjoyable read.

#7: Stranger Things Lucas On The Line (See Review Here)

One thing I will say for the tie-ins is that I appreciate how they expand the perspectives of characters from the show. Such is the case with Lucas on the Line. It takes place between seasons 3 and 4, and explores Lucas's attempts to come to terms with his trauma, the growing rift between himself and Max, his attempts to balance his strained relationships with his friends and his desire to play basketball and break out of the "nerd" stereotype, and it gives a very brutal but effective portrait of what it's like for Lucas to be one of the few black kids in Hawkins constantly surrounded by people who are either outwardly racist or project their biases and prejudices in truly insidious ways.

There are two reasons I'm not ranking this novel as highly even though it's a fan-favorite: 1.) There are continuity errors that took me out of certain moments while reading it, and 2.) The third act (which is when S4 begins) does a clumsy job tying in with the rest of the book and its themes. I really wish the book had continued with Lucas's story up to the end of S4 instead of stopping halfway through.

#6: Stranger Things The Other Side (See Review Here)

I always wanted to know what was going on with Will in season 1 when he was taken to the Upside Down. This comic thankfully elaborates on that and doesn't disappoint. Will's journey to survive is both intense and terrifying, and the way the comic seamlessly connects itself with the events of season 1 is to be applauded.

I have no clue what the Duffer Brothers plan to reveal in season 5 about the Upside Down and why time froze in 1983 when Will was taken, but considering they talked with the writers and artists for this comic and gave their stamp of approval, I'm hopeful the events of The Other Side won't be retconned.

#5: Stranger Things Science Camp (See Review Here)

Who knew that when Dustin went to Science Camp, he walked right into a Friday the 13th movie? 😂

Don't want to spoil too much about this one, but I had a blast reading it. Dustin's perspective is always entertaining, the comic works as a brilliant introduction for Suzie, and the mystery plaguing the camp is genuinely interesting and has a good twist. High recommendation.

#4: Stranger Things Zombie Boys (See Review Here)

I'm still bitter that the character of Joey Kim never made an appearance on the show despite the camaraderie he had with the Party, as well as how he gave the boys some catharsis from all the shit they were put through in season 1.

Nevertheless, I enjoyed the premise of the Party making a zombie movie, and I appreciated how it handled the characters' trauma without being patronizing. The artwork was also impressive and beautiful to look at. Here's hoping we get more comics and graphic novels like this in the future!

#3: Stranger Things Tomb Of Ybwen (See Review Here)

At its core, the comic manages to explore an aspect that wasn't given much coverage on the show: Will's reaction to Bob's death and his attempts to come to terms with it. All of which culminates in a quest Will undertakes when he finds a map from Bob that (allegedly) leads to an ancient Viking treasure buried in Hawkins.

I don't want to give too much away in terms of spoilers, but the story is both emotional, sad, and heartwarming, and it does an excellent job reinforcing the friendship between all 4 boys while also demonstrating the impact Bob had on Will's life.

#2: Stranger Things and Dungeons and Dragons (See Review Here)

Speaking as someone who's occasionally crafted various fantasy scenarios in my head to cope with the stresses of life, this comic was deeply relatable. The show never shied away from emphasizing the importance of D&D to these characters, and this comic expands on that by illustrating why they became interested in D&D in the first place, how they've used D&D to cope with living in Hawkins, how the events of the first 3 seasons factor into how they play D&D, and how the game evolved with them as they continued to get older. It's like the piece of media from your childhood that stays with you as an adult. Arguably the best comic in the series (so far).

#1: Stranger Things Rebel Robin (See Reviews Here)

My favorite book and tie-in of the series. Speaking as someone who's gay, this story spoke to me on a personal level, and there were a lot of parallels I was drawing between Robin's experiences in high school and my own: The fear of being outed and ostracized. The desire to break free and explore the world. Recognizing the injustices that exist in society and wishing you could do something about them. Getting a nasty dose of reality that people you thought you could trust aren't reliable, and may even be more awful than you anticipated. Been there, done that, still dealing with some aspects of it.

It's funny because even if you take out the plot elements relating to the Upside Down, you still get a great coming-of-age story, and one that speaks to many people, LGBT+ or otherwise.

That concludes the ranking and reviews for right now! Thank you again for those who've been reading them! :)

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harringtons-cupid · 1 year

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what about something about eddie introducing you to the gang for the first time? like you weren’t involved with the vecna stuff because he wanted to protect you so after it’s done he invites you to hang out with everyone

idk if that’s confusing or not but 🫣

and idk if u wanna make it smutty u can i’m not opposed 🤭

I loved writing this Angel <3, I hope you liked it!!... It was snowing as I wrote this... Also the diner in this is based off the one from Twin Peaks... I think the Duffer Brothers loved Twin Peaks too :)

Warnings 18:

Blowjob, deep throating, choking, clit spanking, slight emotional dom behaviour, cum swallowing, cunnilingus, squirting, overstimulation, nipple play, fingering. Clit play. Tongue kissing.

| Requests are OPEN | /|

''Eddie, i'm feeling quite nervous'' your voice shook as you stood in the mirror, his eyes met yours. Those beautiful thick brown eyes.

His lips were pressed into your neck, his teeth lightly piercing the skin as he sucked down.

''You'll be fine baby, i'll be right here next you holding your hand'' he mumbled as he nibbled down on your skin again, making you moan softly.

His body was pushed up against your back, as you moved your cheeks around on his crotch. You felt his bulge, digging into your back, he gasped into your ear as you pressed harder into him.

''Fuck baby, don't get me started. We'll never get out here'' he moaned, watching you in the mirror as you dropped to your knees with a smirk.

Undoing his jean button, practically ripping his jeans and boxers off to expose his semi hard cock. You smiled, as you took the tip on your tongue and sucked it. Making eye contact with him as his eyes shifted between you in the mirror and you on the floor, he mumbled 'fuck' as you slowly began to take his length deeper and deeper into his mouth.

Sloppily sucking on his cock, humming on it purposely sending vibrations across his body. He shuddered lurching forward to grasp onto your hair and pull it.

Eddie usually took a while to cum but today he was enjoying watching you in the mirror too much, his hand tugging your hair in motion as your hands stroked his stomach hair. Groaning loudly into his room, his cock twitched as his tip hit the back of your throat.

Just as you felt him cum down your throat, a loud knocking sensation ricocheted around the caravan. Startling you both, his cock still in your mouth dripping the last bits of cum down your throat.

It was the gang.

Their voices echoed through the walls, Eddie chuckled and helped you up on your feet. Clutching your face and kissing you hard, sliding his tongue to your mouth. His limp cock pressed against your thigh as he kissed you, smirking against your lips as his name was being shouted from outside.

''Come on baby, lets go outside'' he kissed you once more, before doing his trousers up and taking your hand in his.

Looking at Eddie as he greeted the gang, they were stood outside in the snow. All eyes turned to you, you squeaked a hello and a small wave before hiding against Eddie's arm.

You were never shy but seeing them all standing in front of you terrified you.

''Right, we can do the pleasantries once we've sat down. It's fucking freezing'' his voice was calm and clear as he led everyone towards the van.

You calmed down as you sat alone in the front with Eddie, everyone else chatted excitedly in the back as he drove you to the diner.

He didn't let go of your hand throughout the meal, you were quiet as you sat next to Eddie. He kind of enjoyed the idea of being in charge of you, ordering your food for you, speaking for you.

You sat and listened to the gang discuss the horrific events that place under Vecna, Eddie squeezed your hand tight as Nancy turned to face you.

''I bet you're glad you didn't have to be in the upside down but it's nice to meet you. Eddie has spoke alot about you'' her voice was kind and soft, smiling at you.

Your eye lit up, turning to look at Eddie with a smile. He rolled his eyes but winked at you, not realising how soft Eddie was for you.

As the rest of the gang spoke up, talking to you about the things they saw. You grew more relaxed, laughing at their jokes and joining in with teasing Eddie. You felt slightly sad when it was time to depart, Eddie dropped everyone off at their houses before returning to the caravan with you.

As you calmly got out the van, happy that you managed to make it through a successful meeting with the gang. You were startled by Eddie running up behind you, giggling you sped up and rushed into the caravan until you fell onto the bed. Eddie grasped your legs, spreading them apart until it hurt.

Pulling down your underwear to expose your dripping cunt, his tongue drove right in between your folds. Your hands tugged his hair, as he made circular motions on your clit. Your hips bucking with sensation as his lips sucked on your clit, your eyes rolling back as the bed hit the wall from your movements.

''Oh fuck, Eddie'' you whined, tugging on his hair hard making his moans vibrate across your body.

You wiggled, bucking your hips against his face. Needing the friction, gasping when Eddie lifted up his head and spanked your clit hard. Mumbling 'stay still' before sliding his fingers down between your folds, his rings cold against your hot pulsating cunt.

He slowly inserted one finger inside you, warming you up to the feel of him. You whined underneath him, gasping ''more more'' your eyes looking at him desperately.

Smirking, he inserted another finger, curling them upside you. They thrusted soft and slow inside you, waiting for you to react. Right on time, you whimpered and begged for more. He leant down and lightly kissed your clit before beginning to speed up, watching you body rise and fall with moans.

Your hands had let Eddie's hair go and were around his neck, squeezing him as he hit your sweet spot over and over. Your body began shaking as he continued curling his fingers inside you, speeding up as the palm of his hand spanked your clit harder and harder.

''Ed--oh fuck'' you practically screamed, your hands weakily dropped from around his neck as your body shook.

He smirked his fingers still inside you as you squirted hard, coating his fingers, arms and bed with your cum. He didn't stop until your legs were weak and shaking softly, forcing you to cum again.

Removing his fingers, his tongue licked your cum from between your folds. Flicking your sensitive clit making you whimper before moving to clasp your face between his hands, roughly pushing his tongue between your lips.

''You did good meeting my friends babe, so I thought I'd treat my baby'' he smiled against your lips, kissing you once more as you lay there in your own sweat and cum.

He flicked your nipples between your fingers, watching you twitch from overstimulation.

#eddie munson #eddie munson smut #dom eddie #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x fem reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson imagine #stranger things eddie munson #stranger things 4

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