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oneforthemunny · 11 months

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could i request some mafia!eddie pregnancy angst?

baby blues |mafia!eddie munson x pregnant!reader|

prompt: you're pregnant. eddie's scared. he does what he always does when he's scared; he runs.

contains: mafia!eddie so mafia themes, some mentions of violence and drugs, pregnant reader, unplanned pregnancy, angst angst angst, parental fears, past trauma mentions, fluff-ish at the end (you guys know I have to make it happy or I'll throw up lol)

Eddie had always heard about time standing still, frozen in fear, the Earth unmoving and stilling all around you. He'd seen it happen to others, sometimes he was the one inflicting it. Yet somehow, he'd never experienced it. Not even when he was staring down the barrel of a gun, a bullet lodging himself in his lungs.

Not until now.

Standing in the marble bathroom, your fingers at your lips, anxiously chewing on your nails, arm wrapped around your midsection protectively.

Suddenly, Eddie felt like he was under water, ears ringing and roaring, your muffled voice that he couldn't bring himself to register the words. He felt his breath leave him, one final push of air out of his mouth, heart stilling to a stop in his chest.

The pregnancy test on the counter. Positive.

Two beady red lines that ran down the test and straight to Eddie's nervous system, shocking him back into reality. "Eddie," You sighed, heavy, a little nervous- begging. Begging him to look at you, say something, anything to you.

Eddie blinked up at you, eyes far too wide and scared. Not the usual poker face Eddie held in times of fear. Oh no, that was gone. Gone was the rationality, the stoic expression he kept for you. Eddie was scared.

"Eddie, please. I-I know it's not what we wanted," Your breath stuttered. Of course it wasn't what you wanted. Neither one of you really ever planned on kids. It wasn't in the cards with this lifestyle. More importantly, with the danger that came with this life.

"Can you... Can you say something, please?" You whimpered, your hand curling into your sweater, grabbing at the material there over your stomach.

Eddie swallowed hard, eyes flickering from the counter back to you. "I-I don't know what to say." He admitted. That was true. His mind had gone vacant with fear, his own heartbeat in his ears was deafening, making it very difficult for him to think of much of anything.

Your lip quivered, fists balling beside you. "I'm sorry..." You muttered, unsure of what else to say. "I-I don't know how this happened. I went to get my shot and I was... I was on schedule and," You stuttered, heart shattering in your own chest. "And I don't know what to do, Ed."

Eddie didn't console you. Didn't wrap you up in his arms and tell you everything would be alright. Didn't tell you he'd handle it or not to worry, that the two of you would figure it out. Not like he'd done before.

No, this time. He just stood there. Just as unsure and scared as you.

***

"Rick," Ladonna's voice carried down the hall, her heels clacking with every step behind her. "Honey, someone's here for you."

Rick huffed, pushing out from under his desk. "Don, I'm busy. Can you tell them I'm not-" Rick wasn't expecting to see Eddie there. All curly hair and wide eyes despite the heavy bags under them.

Rick flinched, looking from his wife back to Eddie. "Jesus, kid, you look like shit." He muttered, scanning his frame.

Ladonna glared at him over Eddie's shoulder, patting his back gently before excusing herself. "Did we have a meeting or something? I didn't have anything down but-"

"-I need to talk to you." Eddie said, urgent but not shrill. An eery calm that had Rick's shoulders tensing, eyes cutting around out of instinct.

"Yeah?" Rick hummed, shoving his hands in his pockets, trying to appear as cool and level headed as he could. "'bout what? What's wrong?"

"About my dad." Eddie said bluntly, eyes blinking. He looked young, like a scared teenager again.

Rick's heart lurched at the mention of Clint, mouth opening then closing. He let out a slow sigh, nodding gently. "Sure." He pushed the door to his office open, letting Eddie walk in.

Eddie didn't look around at the spacious walls or at the art lining them. No, he'd been in here too many times before, seen it before, and he was too scared to be interested. Instead, he sat on the couch, perched on the edge, hands clasped in front of him and knee bouncing.

Rick hadn't seen the kid like this in a while. Not since he first started, anxious that he'd fucked up when he'd shot someone trying to rob him. "So," Rick propped himself across from Eddie, sinking into the chair. "You want to know about your dad?"

Eddie nodded, hands pressed together in a white knuckled grasp, knee bouncing furiously, faster and faster at the mention. "Any reason why?" Rick pressed, eyes scanning over Eddie.

Eddie's breathing hitched, running a hand over his face, refusing to meet Rick's eyes. "I just... I need to know what he did." Eddie admitted with a shaky sigh.

Rick raised a brow. "You know what he did." He replied simply. "He handled the messy shit. Me and him both, actually, under David."

"No, I mean..." Eddie shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose in exasperation. "What did he... How-How did he fuck up?" Eddie lifted his eyes, leg stilling entirely. The room was uncomfortably silent. "What did he do wrong?"

Rick leaned back, the chair groaning slightly. He watched Eddie, how he rubbed his sweaty palms on his jeans, the rings on his fingers catching his eye. Specifically on his third finger, the way he twirled it around his digit with his thumb, fiddling with it anxiously.

Rick sighed heavily out his nose, nodding slowly. "So," He started, leaning forward. "Your girl's pregnant, isn't she?"

Eddie stilled, eyes widening in a dead giveaway. "How-How did you even-"

Rick shrugged, cutting him off. "Ed, you come to me, asking about your dad. You look like shit, like you're about to fucking give out on me at any moment. So either you're being haunted by Clint, or your girl is pregnant. Which is it?"

Eddie's throat bobbed, a hard swallow. "S-She just told me yesterday."

Rick's eyes bulged. "And you left?" He boomed. "Jesus Christ, kid, did you fucking tell her you were leaving?" Eddie's silence was answer enough. "For fuckssake, Ed. Your girl is pregnant and you run? What kind of bum does that?"

"I'm scared, ok!" Eddie exploded, jumping to his feet, arms out in exasperation, voice echoing off the walls. "I-I don't even know what to do, ok? I don't know why I left, I don't know why I'm here, and I don't... fuck, Rick, I don't know how to be a dad."

Rick watched him, his lips pressing together, eyes shining. He'd seen Eddie go head to head with guys double his side, not batting an eye once. He'd seen him get questioned by the feds, too calm and cool for them to crack him ever. Yet here he was, petrified, begging Rick for some sort of answers he wasn't sure he had.

"You wanna know what your dad did wrong?" Rick asked, calmly. "Clint was sloppy."

"Rick, I'm not talking about work. I mean-"

"- He was sloppy at his job, but he was sloppy as a dad, too." Rick said, jaw flexing gently. Eddie's shoulders deflated, blinking at him curiously. "You were young, and your mom... she was great, Ed. She did everything she could to keep you safe, but Clint... Clint was an alcoholic and a junkie who was too busy shoving half the stash up his nose to be a good dad or a good husband."

Eddie's heart dropped, sinking lower and lower into his chest. Rick sighed. "I know that's not what you want to hear. No kid wants to hear their dad's a piece of shit, even if you knew it. It's still shit to hear, but it's true."

"Great. Just great." Eddie threw his hands up. "I'm gonna fuck this kid up just like him and-"

"- Now, hold on." Rick stood, brow furrowed in challenge at Eddie. "When did I say that, huh? I never said that shit, kid. Don't be putting words in my mouth." The hard glare, stoic and serious flashed over Eddie's eyes for a moment before Rick continued.

"You want the truth? My honest to God opinion? Fine." Rick paused, taking a step closer to Eddie. "The fact that you're here. The fact that you're worried about becoming like your dad, worried about being a good dad, worried about keeping them both safe. That's enough to prove to me, that you're not gonna be like your dad."

Eddie hesitated, chin quivering before he clenched his teeth. "But I don't even know how to be a dad. I don't know what to do."

"No one does. Are you kiddin' me?" Rick scoffed. "You think any parent knows what the fuck they're doing? No. But they figure it out together." He glared at Eddie pointedly. "They don't fucking run. They stick around and they figure it out. Since when are you a runner, kid?"

Eddie felt his stomach twist with guilt, heart hammering at the image of you, still in bed, cheeks tear stained and shining in the low light when he slipped out late last night.

"I don't want to fuck up." Eddie whispered, shaky breaths that matched his shaking hands. "Don't want to be like my dad and ruin this kid... Ruin both their lives."

"Eddie, listen to me," Rick placed a hand on his shoulder gently. "You take care of them, you keep them safe, and you love them."

"What if I can't keep them safe?" Eddie rasped, eyes shining with fear.

"You will." Rick nodded, reassuring. "You care way too much. Clint... he got sloppy. You won't be like that."

Eddie nodded, swallowing at the thought of his mother. Rick squeezed his shoulder lightly. "You'll be a good dad, Ed. I know you will be."

"I hope you're right." Eddie said halfheartedly. "Doesn't feel like I'm off to a very good start."

Rick snorted, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, well, good thing you got some time to prepare, huh? Got some time to make it up with your missus too. If she doesn't castrate you after this. I wouldn't blame her if she did." Rick glared at him. Eddie nodded, face falling with worry as he looked down.

Rick walked around his desk, pulling the rotary phone and sliding it over to Eddie. "Call her and let her know you're alright." Rick nodded, walking towards the door.

"Thanks, Rick." Eddie muttered, but his eyes were soft, warm and genuine. He spun the dial, fingers tapping on the desk before he turned, speaking lowly into the phone.

Rick heard the shrill from across the room, Eddie flinching at the sound of what he could only assume was his furious wife. He left the room, making his way down the hall towards the bedroom, picking up the other phone off the hook, dialing a number.

"It's me. I need fifteen guys moved down in Hawkins. Back up... Send 'em some good ones down there... Yeah, just some extra muscle..." Rick muttered lowly into the phone. He knew Eddie had it covered, sure he'd be able to keep you both safe, but extra help wouldn't hurt anyone.

***

"She's pissed, Ed." Max muttered when Eddie made his way up the stairs of sidewalk. The redhead's arms crossed over her chest, glaring at him fiercely.

"I don't blame her." Eddie sighed, looking past her into the house. "Anyone else here?"

"Jeff. He calmed her down last night. Me and Gare were looking for you." Max replied. "Jeff told us you were at Rick's and... well, we got the guest room ready for you. Figured you'd be staying there for a while."

Eddie rolled his eyes, but he knew she was right. You had every reason to be mad at him, furious and hurt. His heart lurched at the thought. "Can you get Jeff and... can you both give us some space?" Eddie asked, eyes softening when he looked at Max.

Eddie didn't wait for her response, climbing up the stairs towards the bedroom. He could hear the low rumble of the TV, hesitating for a moment before he turned the knob.

There you sat, perched on the edge of the bed, arms crossed over you, lips twisted and eyes narrowed in a look of pure rage. The dogs in front of you, sitting at alert when Eddie walked in.

"Hi, baby-"

"Don't." You snapped, uncrossing your arms to pound your fist into the mattress. "Don't you fucking dare come in here acting like everything's alright. You left me? You left me?" You sneered, crossing the carpet towards Eddie.

"Baby, I didn't-"

"I wake up and you're gone. Gone. No one knows where you are. Your keys are gone, your cars gone. I didn't get a note, not a word, not so much as a goodbye, I'll be back, a fuck you, nothing!" You jabbed his chest furiously, toe to toe with him. Eddie shrunk under your furious glare.

"I was fucking terrified, Eddie. I thought something had happened, or-or that you..." You shook your head, swallowing around the thought. You couldn't bring yourself to even say it. The harsh truth that you thought was your reality just hours before.

"You left me. You left us." Your hand moved to your stomach, cradling your torso. Eddie's eyes followed, swallowing thickly around your words, around his own guilt. "If you don't want this baby, fine. Just say that, Ed. I'll leave."

"No." Eddie snapped fiercely. You faltered, shocked at his reaction. "No, please don't... I-I fucked up, ok? I was scared and I shouldn't have done that, but I'm not leaving. I'm here now, and I'm here to stay." Eddie grabbed your hands, squeezing them in his own.

"Yeah, for now." You rolled your eyes, turning your head so he wouldn't see the tears that threatened to roll down your cheeks. "Until you decide you don't want to be here-"

"-Don't." Eddie shook his head, jaw flexing with emotion. "It wasn't you or-or the baby." His throat tightened around the words, head spinning at the realization. You were bringing a baby, a real baby into this world. His baby.

"It was me." Eddie croaked, eyes shining wetly, threatening to fall with tears. "I-I just wanna be a good dad. I want to keep you both safe, and-and... I was scared, baby. I was scared I'd be like my dad and-" His face crumpled into itself, a shuttering breath that had his body shaking with sobs.

You reached for him instinctually, pulling him into you with a soothing hand on his head, letting him curl into your neck. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Eddie rasped. "I won't leave, I fucking swear. I'll keep you both safe. I won't let anyone hurt you." He babbled into your skin.

"I know you won't." You hushed him, cradling his head.

"I won't ever leave you again. I'm so sorry, so fucking sorry." Eddie clung to you, hands balling into the material of your shirt.

"You better not." You gave him a watery smile, cradling his jaw when he pulled back. "I'll take Rick's suggestion up next time. Have your balls on a fucking chain if you do that to me again."

Eddie laughed, wiping his nose with the back of his hand. "I won't." He said sincerely shaking his head.

His hands found your torso, squeezing gently over the place where the baby was. He swore he could feel the swell of your abdomen, a tiny change that had his heart soaring. You'd tell him it was too soon, but he knew it felt different. It was different. You two were going to be parents, bringing a baby- a life into this world.

Eddie worried constantly, endlessly if he'd be a good dad. A million "what ifs" and consuming dark thoughts that wrapped around his mind, leading him to do everything he could to prevent them from coming to fruition. He worried about the labor, about the risks after with new borns, if he'd be able to keep you both safe, if he'd fuck the kid's life up like his dad had his. He wondered if he'd worry forever, that he'd probably never stop, but he did know one thing. He'd be there for you and his baby. He wasn't going to run.

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maikaartwork · 1 year

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Based on real life.

#riot the cat #eddie munson #steve harrington #cat dads #belly rubs mafia #chaoscreations

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miss-americana-reputation · 10 months

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writing comfort for @oneforthemunny bc i need some rn

🐙 prompt- mafia!eddie

🐙- domestic blurb!! any of the dad!eddie’s take their kids to stay with wayne for a mini vacation (or staycation if they’re in hawkins). I love grandpa!wayne and dad!eddie make my ovaries cry.

a/n- i hc reader and eddie have a daughter phoebe. and ofc uncle wayne makes an appearance.

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“hey.” eddie smiles as wayne opens the door. “hi.” wayne softly laughs. i smile as he brings me and eddie into a tight hug.

phoebe pulls on wayne’s legs and he bends down, with his knees popping and he slightly groans, and picks her up. “hi.” she smiles. “hey buttercup.” he smiles at her.

we all head inside to the small trailer. we sit down on the couch and catch up, steering away from the conversation of eddie’s work.

halfway through, with the warm feeling of homely vibe of the trailer and the nice warmth throughout, i feel my eyes droop. “you okay?” eddie whispers to me. “fine, just tired.” i hum out. “okay.” he nods.

“daddy.” phoebe smiles. “yeah?” he asks. “there’s a pond. can we check it out?” she asks. “um, how about just you and pop-pop, me and mommy are gonna take a nap.” he explains. “okay!” phoebe smiles.

“wanna go check the hall closet for the gear?” wayne asks her. “yes.” she smiles and leaves. “listen. i love phoebe, but i swear to god, if you make another grand baby in this trailer, i’ll reek hell on you,” he explains. “especially because i’m giving you the bed.” he adds.

“got it.” eddie nods. “mhm. i’m actually just exhausted.” i agree. “okay.” wayne says. “found it.” phoebe smiles, running empty handed. “okay. let me go grab it and you stay.” he gets up.

“daddy? are you coming?” she asks. “no, me and mommy are gonna take a nap.” he nods. “okay.” she smiles.

“so. you wanna focus really on the elbow and wrist.” wayne tells olivia. “okay.” she smiles. “you like the one i got for you?” he asks her about the barbie fishing rod he has.

“you still play with those barbie’s and bratz?” he asks her. “yeah, and webkinz.” she answers. “got it.” he nods. “so how’s your daddy doing?” he asks her. “good. he’s been busy.” she answers, legs swinging.

“oh. how’s mommy?” he asks. “she’s good. she got me a new barbie and webkinz.” she smiles. “that’s nice.” he smiles.

he notices that her small line is pulling. “here. bring it in, bring it in.” he encourages and she does, getting a small fish. “i got one! i got one!” she cheers. “good job. here, let me get a picture.” wayne sets his down and pulls out his camera.

he snaps a picture of her holding the squirming fish. “here, let’s release it.” wayne says, reaching for the line. he throws it back and they continue the cycle.

“having fun?” eddie makes them both jump. “hey.” wayne nods at him. “daddy! daddy!” phoebe runs into his arms. “yeah?” he says, holding her against his chest. “i caught one!” she grins. “really? do you still have it?” he asks.

“no. grandpa wayne said it’s catch and re-release.” she explains. “oh okay.” he nods. “where’s mommy?” she asks. “she’s still asleep.” he explains. “okay. can you stay?” she asks. “okay. wanna sit in my lap or i can still on the ground?” he asks. “lap.” she nods.

he nods and puts her on his lap. wayne is really the only one fishing as eddie and wayne talk while phoebe listens.

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just-my-latest-hyperfixation · 23 hours

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Congrats on 1000 you deserve 10000000 and I love you very many ♥️ for the requests:

J, mafia AU, smut, ring

You know how I like it 😉😘

Mickala!!! 😍😭💖

Thank you so much, I couldn't have made it without all of your lovely support. I'm so happy to have found you as a friend. Hope you enjoy my silly little Mafia AU!

Coup d'etat

Rated: E

Words: 999

Tags: Mafia AU; dark Eddie Munson; intrigue; blood and violence; bondage; nudity; explicit sexual content; consensual non-con

“Nice pool,” Eddie drawls, walking back from the patio into the house. “Could’ve made a bit more of an effort to clean it. I said to leave the place as you’d like to find it, Dick.”

Richard Harrington’s eyes scream bloody murder, but he doesn’t dare speak. Jeff and Frank have him flanked on either side, guns ready in their holsters, and Gareth is manning the door. Just a precaution. Harrington has been in the business for long enough to know he has lost. All of his most loyal henchmen are dead or on the run, and the more fickle ones have joined Eddie’s side.

“Aw, don’t pout.” Eddie pats the man's cheek jovially. “This is just how it works. Survival of the fittest and all that. Now, I believe that concludes our little tour of the house? Or am I forgetting something?”

Harrington’s face twitches. Jeff laughs and rolls his eyes.

“The bedroom, Eddie?”

“Ah, of course!” Eddie snaps his fingers, like he only just remembered. “Shall we, gentlemen?”

A giant bed dominates the far wall of the master bedroom. On the mattress, wrists tied to the headboard, is a boy. The soft, muted light glows off his naked skin.

“Ah,” Eddie mutters. “That’s what I’m talking about. Turns out you can follow directions.”

Harrington says nothing. The boy, who stopped tearing at his restraints when he heard the door open, stares at him with wide, panicked eyes.

“Dad? What- … Who are those people?”

Eddie coos. With a few long strides, he’s at the bed, sinking down onto the mattress. One of his hands finds the boy’s bare ankle, sliding up his leg to a firm, freckled thigh.

“Aw, darling. He didn’t tell you?”

“Tell me what? Leave me alone, perv!”

The boy tries to shy away from his touch, but he doesn’t get far, bound in place as he is. Eddie chuckles.

“Shhh, honey,” he scolds, cradling that pretty face with both hands. “It's okay. The name's Eddie, I work for your dad. Well, worked.”

The boy blinks at him, hazel eyes large and confused. Eddie laughs softly.

“See, the firm’s under new management. My management, to be more specific. I’m trying to keep it minimum bloodshed, so your old man’s gonna make himself scarce and I’ve agreed not to bother him. In return, I get to keep this fine house … and everything in it.”

Understanding dawns in those pretty eyes.

“No! Don't- don't touch me. Stay away from me.”

Eddie makes a soft shushing sound and wipes the first tears away as they spill over.

“Oh no, sweet thing. It’ll be alright, I promise. I’ll take such good care of- wait a sec.”

Because one of his hands has just slipped up to the boy's temple, fingers carding through thick, chestnut hair - only to come away red and sticky. The boy flinches, but Eddie grabs his jaw, holding him in place so that he can comb his hair aside. There’s a large, bleeding bruise on his temple. For a moment, the only sound in the room is that of the boy's hitched breathing.

“Dick?” Eddie growls. “Explain this?”

“He fought back,” Harrington mutters defiantly. “What was I supposed-”

Eddie has him up against the wall, gun to his throat, before he can finish the sentence.

“Are you kidding me? Trying to slip me damaged goods? I should fucking kill you, you son of a-”

“Eddie,” Frank mutters. “C'mon, man.”

Eddie blinks.

“Right,” he says. “Get him out of my sight.”

Relief washes over Harrington’s face as the gun disappears from his throat - only to be replaced by incredulous horror a second later, when Eddie holds out his hand before his face, palm up.

“Go on, Dick. It's traditional, right? A sign of respect.”

Harrington growls. His hands curl into fists. Eddie smirks, raising an expectant eyebrow. Then, quickly, as if the touch will burn him, Harrington bows his head and kisses Eddie’s rings.

“Not so hard, was it?” Eddie calls after him as he is escorted out. The door clicks shut.

Eddie's smile slips.

“Shit, Stevie,” he breathes. He's back on the bed in an instant, tilting the boy's head with gentle fingers to look at the injury. “What'd you go and do that for? I told you not to fight.”

“And I told you it had to look convincing,” Steve retaliates. “Was I just supposed to let them tie me up and tear off my clothes and thank them for it?”

Eddie's mouth twists into a grin.

“We both know that's how you like it, honey.”

He leans in, claiming those plush lips for a long, filthy kiss. Steve puts up a brief symbolic struggle, but Eddie growls warningly and slips a hand between his legs, and his protests turn into the sweetest little moans. Eddie only allows them to part once they're both out of breath and Steve is starting to buck and grind in his hold.

“Everything went well, then?” Steve asks. His voice is hoarse and raspy, and he needs to stop halfway through for another moan. “The- … the security codes all worked?”

“Flawlessly, you sly little minx,” Eddie murmurs. He bites down on the perfect stretch of that long throat, rolls Steve’s balls in his hand, and delights in the full-body shiver it gets him. “That old asshole didn’t know what hit him.”

Steve lets out a breathy laugh, rolling his hips to meet Eddie’s touch.

“Good. Now untie me, so we can celebrate.”

“Oh?” Eddie smirks, crawling further down and leaving a trail of biting kisses all over the soft skin of Steve’s chest and stomach. “But I am celebrating already.”

Steve groans. “Eddie, c’mon!”

“Ah-ah-ah, Stevie. There’s people out there who think I’m gonna ravage you tonight,” Eddie tuts, grabbing the boy’s twitching hips and blowing a warm stream of air on that pretty, flushed cock. Steve fucking mewls. The sound is like the sweetest music. “Be a good boy now. Gotta make it convincing, no?”

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apomaro-mellow · 7 months

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Mafia AU 1/?

Mafia shorts scenes (as a primer)

In Eddie’s defense, he was never given a chance. It wasn’t just a shitty dad that kept him from reaching whatever potential he might’ve had. Even his Uncle Wayne, as righteous as he was, had his shoes stuck in the muck. That is to say all the Munsons had a dirty record of some kind. Eddie was only twelve the first time he got caught stealing and had been chased out of the mom-and-pop store with a bag of candies.

If you came from a good family with money, being a bull-headed alpha was a status symbol. But when you came from nothing, you were just a no good troublemaker who didn’t know his place. That was what Eddie’s dad told him anyway, when he presented.

“If you’re a Munson, life’s out to get ya. And you’re about to go through the worst of it”, Al said as his son felt the change coming upon him.

His Uncle Wayne told him there was no Munson curse. They may have had a shit lot in life but as long as a man had a code, he’d find his way. Eddie’s mother didn’t have much to say about their situation. She had been sick for as long as he could remember and never liked to dwell on negative topics much.

Sometimes it was an appreciated break from his life. Sometimes Eddie wished she’d just talk to him about going on. He didn’t even realize how sick she was until it was too late. Until she was in a hospital and saying goodbye. Until some guys in suits came to collect.

Apparently Al had taken on some loans to help with his wife’s ailments. He told his brother and son not to worry about it. That he’d figure it out. And like a fool, Eddie believed him.

The sound of the gavel sentencing his father to prison would echo in his heart for years to come. Eddie watched his dad get escorted out of the courtroom and saw himself. The sad thing was, there was nothing he could do to stop it. His greatest skills were lockpicking, pickpocketing, and cow tipping.

So, one parent in a coffin, the other in the clink, and zero prospects. What a life he led. To his credit, Wayne tried to keep Eddie at a distance from the seedier stuff. Eddie got a job at the local bar. He stayed on the straight and narrow for about a week before he started running drugs in the back.

The business got the attention of a family that had their hands in a lot of work in this town - the Marini family. The same family that had loaned Al that money. And the exact same one that Wayne was taking small jobs for to both repay the debt and keep the lights on.

“This is Wayne’s boy.”

“Not his boy, his nephew.”

“His pop’s in jail, that makes him his boy.”

Eddie was leaning against the wall behind the bar, having been accosted by a couple of Marini goons. He didn’t know exactly who they were, but knew enough to clock them as lower level.

But they offered him a gig and he was in need of the cash. He was always in need of the cash. Doing so without consulting his uncle got him a cuffed ear but it was way worth it to see the look on Tonio’s face when he popped the target before he could even get his gun out. They saw Eddie as just some fodder. A two-bit criminal with no future.

But as both he and Wayne took on more favors, opinions of them began to turn. They started to get more respect. They started to get bigger payouts. And eventually, they started getting invited to gatherings.

It was at one of these gatherings, that he finally set his eyes on the upper members of the family. It was at such an event, that he saw the boss’ son, smelling for all the world like a sweet, rich omega - Steve Harrington.

Part 2

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cmindsried · 9 months

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There is no shame in running - Eddie X reader

Step up or Step down - Eddie x reader (ft. your daughter)

Bat-shit crazy - Eddie x reader

Game night with the guest of honor - Eddie x reader (ft. your daughter)

Vecna's curse- Eddie x reader

Younger brother’s idol- Eddie x Wheeler! Reader

Dinner and cuddles - Eddie x Wheeler! Reader

Y/n to the rescue - Eddie x Reader

Stuck with him - Eddie x reader

Protecting each other- Eddie x reader

Eddie The Banished to the rescue- Eddie x reader

Eddie my love - Eddie x reader

The Walking Dead Masterlist

@grimessbitch

Original Masterlist: Here

Rick Grimes

Devil's sister 1/3

Devil's sister 2/3

Devil's sister 3/3

Daryl Dixon

I'll always protect you - Oneshot

I love you - Oneshot

Admitting to Daryl you have feelings while babysitting the Grimes kids

Mafia! Daryl -requested

Secrets - uncle! Daryl

Learning for you -requested

trauma - oneshot

Euphoria Masterlist

@fezcosbluntroller

Original Masterlist: Here

Fezco

Go to - Platonic Ash x reader, future/past Fez x reader

Going home - fez x reader, platonic ash x reader

Bruises - fez x reader, past nate x reader

Family protects family - fez x reader, platonic ash x reader

Possessive much? Fez x reader

Dealer's house 1/2

Best Drug is you 2/2

Losing you 1/4

Ashtray

Pillow forts and arguments - platonic ash x reader

The Last Of Us (Tv Show)

@cliickermiller

Ellie

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Joel

Mean Spirits and Bread Cakes - Joel Miller x Reader - Requested

Suits (USA)

@specterllaw

Main Suits Masterlist: Here

Harvey Specter

Big Brother- Harvey Specter x Reader! Ross

Y/n Specter - Big Brother! Harvey/ Mike Ross x Reader

Fucking The Boss - Harvey x Reader Part One

Fucking The Boss - Harvey x Reader - Part Two - Smut

Mike Ross

Mommy or Ma'am - Mike Ross x reader- Smut

Dad Or Harvey - Dad! Harvey/ Mike Ross x Reader

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writing-wh0re · 8 months

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My requests are open for the following prompts.

♥ Characters:

♥ Fred and George Weasley and Draco Malfoy

♥ Eddie Munson and Billy Hargrove

♥ Satoru Gojo, Kento Nanami, Suguru Geto, Fushiguro Toji, Sukuna and Choso.

♥ Kakashi Hatake

♥ Levi Ackerman, Reiner Bruan, Jean Kirstein

♥ Tengen Uzui

♥ Ken 'Draken' Ryuguji, Keisuke Baji, Takashi Mitsuya, Seishu Inui

♥ Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers and Loki

♥ Sebastian Stan and Chris Evans and Henry Cavill and Harry Styles

Jealousy text prompts:

“Do they not know that we’re together?”

“You’re stupid if you think they just want to be friends.”

“What the fuck is a work husband?”

“If they touch you again, I’ll break their fucking hands”

Smutty text prompts:

“Tell me what you want, I can’t read your mind.”

“You look better on your knees.”

“Do that one more time and I’ll fuck you right here in front of everyone.”

“I’m marking you as mine.”

Situation Prompts:

Person A complains about not having sex for over a year, feeling like masturbating is boring and can’t get the same release. Person B offers to help them through the situation with a no strings attached proposition.

Person A needs a date to their sister's wedding, someone who can impress their family and isn’t a drag. Person B is down for free alcohol and a trip away for the weekend. Person A’s ex is a groomsman who can’t keep their mouth shut and Person B does more than expected.

Person A and Person B star in the latest Hollywood movie. Person B first initiated friends with benefits while filming, Person A needed stress relief. Person B shows up to the red carpet premiere with Person C hanging off Person B’s arm.

Person A started stripping to earn quick money, Person B was a CEO with an unlimited credit card. Person B also had an opening within his company.

AU Prompts:

Best Friends Dad / Dad’s Best Friend

Bodyguard

Mafia Boss

Professor

Tagging a few mutuals: @skarlettmikaelson @horrorxweasley @psychedelic-ink @zagreusdaughter @b00kw0rmsworld @leydileyla @themoonis-beautiful-tonight @mathletemadison

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fastlikealambo · 10 months

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You should see me in a crown.|| Mafia! Eddie Munson x Black!Fem Reader

Summary:You attend Eddie’s father’s birthday party and what was supposed to be an awkward family dinner for a crime lord turns into a coronation by blood.

Triggers: Violence, Some Gore, Use of Pet Names.

This fic is 18+, minors and ageless blogs DNI.

“ Eddie, I’m not sure about this. I much prefer to go places where I am wanted and not where I’m tolerated.” you said, smoothing out the silk of your dress.

There was something in Eddie’s eyes you couldn’t place as he took your hand in his with a squeeze and followed him into the Munson Estate.

Something didn’t feel right.

“I would never bring you anywhere where you weren’t wanted princess. Tonight is a special night and you are my guest, I won’t be leaving your side, I promise.” Eddie said with a grin, fidgeting with his tie for a moment before you reached over and tightened it for him.

You dusted off the suit jacket absentmindedly, glancing at the gun strapped to his side. He followed your gaze for a moment before tilting your chin to look into his eyes.

“Who’s my best girl?”

“I’m not a puppy, I hate when you fucking say that.” You grumbled but he kissed your cheek.

“Tonight everything changes sweetheart.” Eddie whispered.

You weren’t an idiot, you knew what Eddie did for a living, you knew you were walking into a birthday dinner for the head of a crime family in the most secure place in Hawkins, but with Eddie at your side, you weren’t scared.

“ Eddie’s here and he brought his date, how lovely.” Al Munson towered over the pair of you, a great bull of a man in a designer suit, a tight smile on his face.

“ Happy Birthday, Mr. Munson.” You said politely, reaching to shake his hand but he yanked you into a hug. Mr. Munson’s lips linger on your cheek far too long, hand on your back slipping down lower and lower before Eddie politely knocks his father’s hand away.

“Don’t like to share your toys, boy? I was the same way with your mom, come let’s eat! Your girl will sit next to me.” He said and clapped Eddie on the back far too hard. Steering you both towards a large extravagant dining room, Eddie’s knuckles went white but you slipped your hand in his one last time before taking your seat at the table.

The dinner is uneventful from beginning to middle, Al ignoring your existence to hold court over the clanging of forks on plates. As the night continues, Al drowns in more wine than the entire table and just when you think he’s too drunk to remember you’re next to him, he turns to you.

“So what are you? A bartender, stripper, maybe a groupie for that stupid band my son is in?”

“Dad-” Eddie growled out, but you smiled at Al innocently, your hand on Eddie’s arm.

“It’s okay Eddie, I’m a teaching assistant at Hawkins Community College, I’ve been there about three years.” You explained, taking a sip of your wine.

“You don’t teach, you assist the teacher?” He asked, a hint of a challenge in his eyes. Eddie is all but seething next to you but you won’t let him take the bait.

“Yes and I help the students get through the class.” You said, an icy smile on your face.

“So you’re a glorified babysitter. Well, everyone needs a job, maybe you and my son will learn to aspire to more together, that is if you last until Christmas. My son gets bored during the holidays, isn’t that right, my boy?” Al quipped.

“You know old man, I was really going to try this time, I really was but nobody talks to my girl like that, not now, not ever.” Eddie said, in a calm but calculating way. Eddie stands up, hands on the back of your chair and his father does the same.

Something is about to go very, very, wrong.

“Your girl? She’s at my fucking dinner table eating my fucking food, that makes her my fucking girl. Everything at this table is mine, everything in this fucking house is mine, including you, you little shit! You come into my house with your dick between your legs with this stupid bitch-

You don’t hear the rest as gunfire and broken glass drowning out any other sound in the dining room. Your dining chair meets the hardwood floor and you’re too shocked to do anything but crawl to a safer place beneath the table, glass cutting at your knees and hands.

The room goes silent and you’re too scared to open your eyes. Heavy slow footsteps come in your direction and you crawl further under the table but a bloody hand on your ankle stops you. You actually scream this time, kicking out wildly in front of you.

“Baby, it’s okay! It’s me, open your eyes, it’s me sweetheart.” Eddie's voice is frantic then soft as you stop immediately, eyes open to see it’s his tattooed hand touching you and his brown eyes, worried and wide, meet yours.

“It’s over now, sweetheart. Come on out, come to me.” He said softly, gently pulling you from under the table and on your feet. The sight of bullet riddled guards and Al’s brain matter on a very expensive painting makes your knees buckle but Eddie’s grip tightens around your waist.

“I’ve got you, it’s okay, don’t look baby.” He pulls you close to him, draping his suit jacket over your shaking shoulders, turning you away from the carnage. The sound of thunderous footsteps propels Eddie to draw his gun again and he puts you behind him in seconds as the last of Al’s men comes running in only to stop fast at the sight before them.

“Anyone who walks through that door is mine to command or mine to kill, you have 10 seconds to decide.” Eddie said simply.

It only took three seconds for the men to put their guns on the ground and kick them over to Eddie’s feet.

“Good choice, find the others and give them that same choice. Those that live can clean this shit up and then report to me. Al Munson is dead and you work for me now, tell everyone.” Eddie said, eyes hard as the other men nervously nod and back out slowly.

The hardness melts from his face the moment Eddie looks back at you, gun back in the holster the moment he realizes you’re looking at the weapon instead of him.

“Do you trust me?” He asked, hands outstretched to you and you took them without hesitation, letting him draw you close.

“I trust you.”

“Then I need you to know two things. The first is that I love you and I will never let anything happen to you.” Eddie said, gently wiping blood from your cheek with his ringed thumb. He pressed his forehead to yours, his hand cradling the back of your head. You stand there in silence for a few moments before he backs away, face hardened once more.

“And the second thing?”

Eddie strides over to the corpse of his father, sliding a gold ring off Al’s blood soaked finger and onto his own.

“The second is that nobody fucks with us in our house. Welcome home, princess.”

That’s it for now! If you’d like to see more Mafia!Eddie, let me know or send a request, my inbox is open;)

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x black!reader #eddie munson x female character #mafia!eddie munson

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sunshinebuckybarnes · 7 months

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It's spooky szn bitches 🖤✨ but first here's my list of everything I read in September!

As always, please give these gorgeous writers all the love they deserve by reblogging their work. The majority of these stories contain 18+ content, please check all warnings, you are responsible for your own media consumption.

Happy reading ✨

Eddie Munson ✨

Much ado about books by @jobean12-blog

Eddie Munson x reader (Bookshop AU)

Runaways by @mypoisonedvine

eddie munson x reader

Diving deep / sinking beneath / further under by @sexyprise

Eddie Munson x Cheerleader!Reader

Bucky Barnes ✨

Be mine by @flordeamatista

dilf!bucky barnes x reader

Better than before by @angrythingstarlight

Roommate!Bucky x Reader

Starry starry night by @jobean12-blog

Bucky Barnes x reader

Crybaby by @syntheticavenger

Dad’s Best Friend CEO Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Ari Levinson ✨

To have and to fuck by @sweeterthanthis

Ari Levinson x Female Reader

Curtis Everett ✨

Bruised and broken by @dreamlessinparis

Dark!Curtis x F!Reader

Branded by @stargazingfangirl18

Curtis Everett x Fem!Reader

Thor Odinson ✨

Don't go down to the woods tonight by @targaryenvampireslayer

Demon!Thor Odinson x female reader

Steve Rogers ✨

Marked by @syntheticavenger

Dark! Alpha Steve Rogers x Female Reader

All is fair by @sunflowersoldat

Mob!Steve x Assassin!Stark!reader

Love like a scar by @targaryenvampireslayer

Dark!WS Steve Rogers x female reader

His inheritance by @jtargaryen18

Mobster Steve Rogers x Mobster daughter reader

Joel Miller ✨

A sweeter place by @flordeamatista

neighbor!joel miller x reader

When we let go by @jobean12-blog

Joel Miller x reader

Lee Bodecker ✨

Layin' down the law by @lunarbuck

Lee Bodecker x f!reader

Aim, set, fire by @dreamlessinparis

Dark!Lee x F!Reader

Andy Barber ✨

The devil's masquerade by @jobean12-blog

Andy Barber x reader (Mafia/Vampire/Soft!Darkish AU)

Sam Wilson ✨

Touch me by @galatially

Sam Wilson x black!reader

Multiple characters ✨

The dinner guest by @labella420

Nomad!Steve Rogers x F!Reader x Lloyd Hansen x F!Reader

The fuckboy committee by @kinanabinks

Fuckboy!Stucky x Reader

#fic rec #september fic rec #eddie munson #bucky barnes #ari levinson #curtis everett #thor odinson #steve rogers #joel miller #lee bodecker #andy barber #sam wilson #lloyd hansen

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capricornrisingsstuff · 11 months

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I’m like a lawyer with the way I’m always trying to get you off

lawyer!eddie x fem reader

Thank you once again to @oneforthemunny for sparking this lil idea of mine.

If I get enough inspiration I may build up on this in separate drabbles lol

Contains: MNDI, adult language, fluff, kissing, dom/sub dynamics, Eddie being a legal version of his mafia!eddie persona, there’s also beef with Jason Carver. Younger!reader and older!eddie, use of pet names. Mentions of parental death. Fem reader. Reader is 25, Eddie is 40.

Prompt: Eddie is the most cutthroat lawyer in town, you are the court stenographer. Eddie is in the process of getting Jason Carver thrown into prison for embezzlement but…Jason is your uncle (yikes). Will family loyalty overthrow your adoration for Eddie’s flair for the dramatic (and his baby cow eyes)?

Hawkins Indiana County Court

As your heels, fresh from the summer Starcourt annual sale, click-clacked along the marble floor of the courtroom, you let out a huff of frustration. Your files and binders heavy in your arms, an amount of spare paper only authors could dream of, being dragged by your side in your carry case, you were desperate to impress. You didn’t forego nice manicures or acrylic nails for nothing; not to mention the gruelling unpaid internships in legal firms across Hawkins and the insufferable “legal eagles” who looked at you like you were the freshest piece of meat dropped into the enclosure. You were here to make an impression, you were here to win and you were here to be the best court stenographer Hawkins Indiana County Court had ever witnessed.

One small problem stood in your way of conquering today-scratch that, make it one small problem and one rather big problem; your uncle was up in court today for embezzlement and you were the only stenographer without a case today, therefore you were assigned it. The big problem, came in the form of a messy bun, big brown eyes and a dazzling grin…that of Edward “Eddie” Munson. “Don’t even think about him, don’t even think about him, don’t even think abou-“ your internal mantra was broken by a wall of Armani fine tailoring, Versace cologne and an Italian leather briefcase, making you stagger to the side on your heels. “Whoa there Bambi, can’t go down on the ice while you’re not even ahead yet can you?”. You glanced down at the hand gripping your arm-fine silver rings with intricate details on every finger.

“I can assure you Mr Munson, I’m f-fine”, you stuttered as you pulled yourself up and gained composure. “Well well well, the youngest of the Carver bloodline…are you preparing to watch your uncle make like the Romans and fail miserably in the ring of justice?” he mused, while he checked his Rolex watch. “Speaking of darlin’ ten minutes and the show starts. You go ahead of me so we aren’t seen walking in together” (and so I can watch that peachy ass of yours sway in that illegally tight pencil skirt he thought), as you made your way to your position in the courtroom.

As the witnesses, the jury and the judges piled in, you tried to suppress your emotions as your uncle was brought into the courtroom in handcuffs. Jason Carver had always been good to you and your mother, particularly when your dad passed away. He single handedly solved your mortgage problems, there was a new car on the drive and your bank account was healthy enough for you to take on your internships. Everything was above board…apart from the government and industry documents found in his safe when his home was raided on the embezzlement suspicion. And now all you can do is sit and watch (or rather type) as his reputation went down the drain in one fell swoop of the theatrics of the prosecution-Eddie. Eddie Munson, Jason’s high school tormentee. How this must taste so sweet to him, you thought as you settled behind your keyboard.

You don’t even know how you made it through the trial being able to see through the line of tears that threatened to spill onto your keyboard. Years of pent up aggression, hate and disdain all came out in Eddie’s defence. He didn’t leave Jason the lickings of a dog; it was as if he was moderating one of those dungeon games he was famous for back in high school. He was even making the jury wince at the cutthroat facts he was spitting about the case. Unfortunately, you found yourself typing the words *jason carver* *I sentence you to* *15 years in prison with right to parole*. You allowed yourself one last look at your uncle as he was lead back to his cell; your eyes meeting with the theatrical professional that is Eddie, standing behind him. In a last ditch attempt to retain your composure, you haphazardly gathered up your things.

As you glanced up, Eddie was gone. Your shoulders slumped with relief as you made your way out of the courtroom, you were the only one left in the room so decided to be leisurely about your pace, rather than hastily like earlier. Rounding the corner to the executive legal offices where your reports are filed and sent off for printing, the door marked “E.Munson Esq.” in gold lettering swung open. You didn’t even get a chance to breathe with the speed at which you were dragged into the room. “M-Mr M-Munson wha-“ you stammered as you heard the brass lock of the door click shut and your knees met the edge of the leather bound desk. “M-M-Mr Munson”, Eddie mocked, mirroring the pout that was on your face as he caged you in to the side or his desk with his arms either side of you. “Darlin’”, he drawled, as the palm of his hand ran it’s way up your skirt and along your thighs, “I just wanted to apologise. For putting Bambi’s uncle away for a really long time”, he whispered, as he leaned into you more, causing you to part your legs instinctively to make room for him.

“Are you scared honey? Are you sad that your uncle has gone away and left you? You’ll have to earn your own money now sweetheart won’t you?” He cooed as his fingers trailed their way along the crook of your neck. “I-I make my own money tha-thank you very much”, you tried to sound confident but the touch of his fingers only brought out a whine from you. “Hmmm well in my courtroom Bambi, the judge disagrees with that evidence…if you want to get off for free, with riches and privileges, I can be the one to set you that retainer”, he muttered as his lips softly met your neck. “In the eyes of my law Bambi, you’re mine. And you’re in for a very very long stint of being in handcuffs and wet panties”.

#eddie munson one shot #eddie munson #eddie x fem!reader #eddie fanfic #eddie x reader #lawyer!eddie #oneforthemunny

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oneforthemunny · 6 months

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munny’s merriest masterlist

all christmas works live here :)

twelve days of dom!eddie’s christmas masterlist

santa claus is comin’ to town |janitor!eddie x teacher!reader|

christmas (baby, please come home) |cowboy!eddie x reader|

blue christmas |older!dilf!eddie x reader|

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cherryc1nnam0n · 1 year

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Masterlist

Navigation:

** Means there's smut or NSFW

° Means fluff

~ Means humor

• Means angst

! Means dark

~• Personal Works (Original Stories and Characters) •~

The Queen's true love | +18 °**

To Angie...

Top men I love and why

Five Nights at Freddy's

~• Mike Schmidt •~

Ride | Mike Schmidt x FEM!Reader **

Scream

~• Billy Loomis •~

Eat me | Billy Loomis x FEM!Reader **

~• Ethan Landry •~

She can't know | Ethan Landry x FEM!Reader

Before you go, baby | Dark!Ethan Landry x Afab!Reader **!

Never let you go, baby | Dark!Ethan Landry x Afab!Reader !

You entered the wrong house, pretty boy! | Ghostface!Ethan Landry x FEM!Reader **!

The Boy

~• Brahms Heelshire •~

Separation anxiety | AFAB!Reader x Brahms Heelshire **°

Mommy's good boy | Brahms Heelshire x AFAB!Reader **

Marvel

~• Loki •~

The God and the Cat | Loki x Reader •°

The Copycat | Mutant!Reader x Avenger!Loki •°

Beautiful | Plus Size!Reader x Loki •°**

Finding a way to your heart | Plus Size!Reader x Loki •°

The Goddess of Love that lacks self love | Plus Size!Reader x Brother!Thor and Brother!Loki •°

I'll love you no matter what | Plus Size!Reader x Jotunn!Loki •°

The Avenger who is a YouTuber? | Plus Size!Reader x Avenger!Loki °

Why you gotta be so rude? | Plus Size!Reader x Loki •°

I can explain! | Plus Size!Reader x Avenger!Loki •°~

Sleeping with the enemy | Plus Size!Villain!Reader x Avenger!Loki °**

Let's have a baby | Fem!Reader x Loki °**

The Norse God and the Greek Goddess | Loki x GreekGoddess!Reader (coming soon) °**

•Series:

Stockholm Syndrome | Fem!Reader x Mafia Boss!Loki •°** (PAUSED)

Stranger Things

~• Jim Hopper •~

Daddy's good girl | Jim Hopper x FEM!Reader **

~• Eddie Munson •~

Eddie Munson Hc's | NSFW **

Brother Jealousy | Billy Hargrove x Reader | Brother!Eddie x Reader °

What they're like as dads | Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove | Hc's °

Creampie from another man | Fem!Reader x Eddie Munson, Fem!Reader x Husband!Billy Hargrove **•

You belong to us | Venom!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader **

I can change him... | Fuckboy!Eddie Munson x FEM!Reader •**

Breeding season | Best boys (Steve, Billy, Eddie) x FEM!Reader **°

Nasty Stepbro | Stepbro!Eddie Munson x AFAB!Reader **

Nasty Stepbro, not again! | Stepbro!Eddie x AFAB!Reader **

Nasty stepbro, but third time's the charm | Stepbro!Eddie x AFAB!Reader **

Why won't you fuck me?! | Stepbro!Eddie x FEM!Reader **

Heats with Alpha!Eddie Munson **

Ride your hubby | Eddie Munson x FEM!Reader

Use me like your toy | Stepbro!Eddie Munson x FEM!Reader **

A rose for you | Modern!Eddie Munson x AFAB!Reader **

It's feeling scared not horny | Scare actor!Eddie Munson x Afab!Reader **

Coffee for your head | AFAB!Reader x Eddie Munson •**

Caught in 4K | Eddie Munson x FEM!Reader **

The weight of a lie | Fem!Reader x Steve Harrington, Fem!Reader x Ex!Eddie Munson •°** (coming soon)

•Blurbs:

Badinfluence!Eddie Munson **

Let me go... | Stranger Things Season 5 by Kalina Selenne •

Eddie horny thoughts **

How they top | Best Boys **

Letting Eddie breed you **

Eddie eats you out while playing Minecraft **

Another Eddie blurb **

•Series:

Your Beauty Never Ever Scared Me | Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader | Corpse Bride AU •°** [Finished]

Thank you for calling... | Modern!Eddie Munson x CSR!AFAB!Reader | Modern!Bank Customer Service Advisor!AU °•** {On Going}

~• Billy Hargrove •~

Brother Jealousy | Billy Hargrove x Reader | Brother!Eddie x Reader °

What they're like as dads | Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove | Hc's °

Creampie from another man | Fem!Reader x Eddie Munson, Fem!Reader x Husband!Billy Hargrove **•

We just need to talk | Fem!Reader x Husband!Billy Hargrove •°**

Breeding season | Best boys (Steve, Billy, Eddie) x FEM!Reader °**

•Blurbs:

How they top | Best Boys **

~• Steve Harrington •~

What they're like as dads | Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove | Hc's °

Illusion | Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader •

Breeding season | Best boys (Steve, Billy, Eddie) x FEM!Reader °**

The weight of a lie | Fem!Reader x Steve Harrington, Fem!Reader x Ex!Eddie Munson •°** (coming soon)

•Blurbs:

How they top | Best Boys **

Riding big dick!Steve **

#eddie munson #eddie munson/reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie x you #boyfriend eddie munson #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x chubby reader #eddie munson x plus size reader #ethan landry x y/n #ethan landry smut #billy loomis x y/n #billy loomis smut #billy loomis x you #jim hopper x you #jim hopper x reader #chief jim hopper #jim hopper smut

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annathesillyfriend · 1 year

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The times just keeps going faster, I swear 👀 I am awfully late this month, but winter has made a come back where I live and it put me in such a lazy mood (I might have or might have not read 8 books in the last 3 days) 🙈

To all the writers - I love you and I appreciate you so much!

To all the readers - please, share the fics you read and love. The reblog really makes the change! It’s the least we can do to show our gratitude.

Also, please, mind the writers’ warnings!

complex, complicated and clear by @vendettaparker

↳ three-shot, steve x reader and eddie x reader, i live for angst and drama!!

❄EDDIE MUNSON❄

saccharine by @whosjunglejim4322

↳ one shot, 18+, nasty in love is the best way to describe it and i love every word

simple rules (part 2) by @userquinn

↳ two shot, 18+, single dad!eddie x teacher!reader, this is all i need in life

with or without you by @nexusnyx

↳ one shot, 18+, Nyx couldn't write a bad thing if she tried, this is a gem just like every single piece of her work 🙌

❄STEVE HARRINGTON❄

we fight to make up by @lovebugism

↳ one shot, 18+, jealous!steve, we love a good make up

take my hand and i'll take yours too by @stylesparker

↳ one shot, best friend!reader, friends to lovers and i'm 😫😫

thic fic by @lucasnclair

↳ one shot, so adorable, made my heart grow 🥰

only you by @sunshinesteviee

↳ one shot, great fic 👏

ruin me by @babyrunsforfanfic

↳ one shot, i wanna ruin steve harrigton in any way he lets me 😌

this fic by @starryeyedstories

↳ blurb, THIS 🥰🥰🥰

love as sweet as honey (and lover, i'm hungry) by @stevebabey

↳ one shot, 18+, absolutely spectacular, an iconic mastepiece, 10/10 would read again

slick like summer by @upsidedownwithsteve

↳ one shot, 18+, i think about this fic so much, it lives in my mind rent free

warmth between us by @lilacletter

↳ one shot, 18+, where is steve harrington while i'm here freezing alone???

❄JAKE 'HANGMAN' SERESIN❄

abs sans brain by @sometimes-i-write-good

↳ one-shot, not gonna lie, wanted to strangle jake for better part of this fic but the end is just SHSHSHSHSH i love that man

flygirl by @starlightstories

↳ one-shot, friends to lovers, jake seresin take me flying, this is a need not a want!!

in sickness by @top-hhun

↳ one-shot, aviator!reader, jake is lovesick and some am i

just friends by @say-al0e

↳ one-shot, 18+, fwb to lovers, the "we're not just friends and you fucking know it' line will never not make me go mad

i just want you to like me by @adamstnheights

↳ one-shot, 18+, bartender!reader, fwb to lovers, another spectacular idiots in love story 😌

loving you is the antidote by @demxters

↳ one-shot, 18+, college!au, amazing story 💙

devil in disguise by @tongue-like-a-razor

↳ one-shot, jake seresin is a devil and that is a fact 😈

your name (on that coffee cup) by @rae-gar-targaryen

↳ one-shot, in the end all of us just want to lick jake seresin's abs and that totally normal 😌

it's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday by @flaming-tgmcu

↳ one-shot, the fluff on this one, my heart can't take it 😫

this fic by @katsu28

↳ blurb, this is SO CUTE AHH

the beanery by @callsign-peach

↳ one-shot, this was so good!!

friends by @callsignseagull

↳ one-shot, god tier idiots in love fic, a bit of a slay if you ask me 💅

❄MICKEY 'FANBOY' GARCIA❄

sin adorno o flores by @rae-gar-targaryen

↳ one-shot, 18+, ✨chef's kiss✨

❄ROBERT 'BOB' FLOYD❄

make me by @roosterbruiser

↳ blurb, 18+, mafia!au bob has never crossed my mind before but my lord 🤤😫

full of surprises by @withahappyrefrain

↳ one-shot, 18+, bob floyd surprise me challenge

this fic by @notroosterbradshaw

↳ blurb, i am YELLING yes i love it here

❄BRADLEY 'ROOSTER' BRADSHAW❄

i close my eyes and all i see is you and the small things you do by @jupitercomet

↳ one-shot, this is just so beautiful, stunning work 🥰

a litttle pinch by @tongue-like-a-razor

↳ one-shot, dad!rooster, CAN YOU HEAR ME SCREAM, this is just so wholesome 😭😭

home for the holidays by @mothdruid

↳ one-shot, 18+, fake dating slow burn, slay and a half, Abby ate and we have been fed 🙌

blue skies by @familyvideostevie

↳ one-shot, meet cute, this is so sweet i can't!!

tough luck by @//familyvideostevie

↳ one-shot, another meet cute, another banger

champagne lips by @roosterforme

↳ one-shot, I LOVED THIS SO MUCH 💙💙💙💙💙

that's my man by @greymoonfeelings

↳ one-shot, nobody says a bad word about bradly on our watch!!

this fic by @katsu28

↳ one-shot, you don't understand how much i love this 🤭

❄TOM HOLLAND❄

the end by @lauras-collection

↳ one-shot, go ahead and rip my heart out, Laura, why don't you :') the worst thing is that i will thank you and ask you to do it again after you're done 😅

❄BUCKY BARNES❄

dress you up in my love by @jobean12-blog

↳ one-shot, wonderful work as always 💙

the road goes ever on and on by @rocketrhap3000

↳ series, 18+, single mum!reader, beautiful story 💕

❄STEVE ROGERS❄

missing home by @anika-ann

↳ one-shot, part of the love on the brain universe, GG and Sparkles are life, i love them more than life itself <3

no strings attached by @viperbarnes

↳ one-shot, 18+, exes to lovers, such amazing work 👏

this fic by @heli0s-writes

↳ one-shot, 18+, this is just phenomenal 👏

#anna's fic recs #january 2023 fic recs #fic recs #stranger things fic recs #top gun fic recs #jake seresin fic recs #steve harrington fic recs

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foreverdolly · 1 year

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as a “thank you” for getting me to 2.5k followers, i wanted to host a sleepover! for a full 24 hours i will be queuing blurbs and answering any questions that you all have. i will be writing as much as i can days in advance to the celebration, that way i am able to post as many of them as possible. (the goal is to write at least twelve, that way there will be one post every two hours! so make sure to send in a request) please read the rules before headin' on over to my inbox.

the limit is one request per person! I want everyone to get the opportunity to have a blurb posted.

the word count will vary per request, however do not expect anything to be under 500 words!

if you request something for the sleepover then please like and or repost this announcement! i want to make sure that even those that are not following me will get the opportunity to have a lil fun.

you have to pick a love interest, one (or up to two) dialogue prompts and then a romance trope!

the sleepover will be this saturday (03/11), so you all have until friday (03/10) to send in your requests!

i will be writing the blurbs as they are being requested, so the sooner you can send one in, the better it is for me. i love you all and i hope you have fun!

choose who you want the blurbs love interest to be:

✶austin

✶austin!tex

✶biker!austin

✶boss!austin

✶dad!austin

✶cowboy!austin

✶elvis (let me know if there’s a preferred era)

✶dad!elvis

✶mafia boss!elvis

✶daddy!dom elvis

✶90s!rockstar elvis

✶eddie munson

✶rockstar!eddie

✶fan!eddie

✶joseph quinn

choose some quotes (limit of two per blurb):

or one of these if you’d prefer “spice” (limit of two per blurb):

and a romance trope:

✶enemies to lovers

✶fake relationship

✶grumpy x sunshine (tell me who is grumpy and who is sunshine)

✶forced proximity

✶friends to lovers

✶forbidden love

✶secret identity

✶one bed

✶second chance

✶arranged marriage

✶innocent cohabitation (roommates)

✶belated love epiphany

✶mythical creatures (vampires, werewolves, fae, etc)

✶dark romance (kidnapping, stalking, manipulation, etc)

✶strangers to lovers

✶soulmates

✶best friend’s sibling

✶runaway bride/groom

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apomaro-mellow · 6 months

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Mafia AU Part 3

Eddie assumed he understood what a sponsorship would entail. Basically, he would take on any job that Steve ordered him to do. It could be as mundane as collecting some protection money from a laundromat. It could be as risky as killing a cop. If Eddie wanted in with this family, he would have to do it, no questions asked. So when he got a call the next day to come over that afternoon, it didn't matter whatever plans he might have. He needed to go.

When Wayne's car was unavailable, Eddie had to rely on the bus, and from the stop there was about a ten minute walk until he got to the gates of the house. Thankfully the weather was mild, so he didn't work up too much of a sweat. Being a low-born alpha, it was seen as bad manners to let his scent get away from him in the presence of higher men.

As Eddie was being escorted inside, he thought about his dad's car that he'd been working on since he got locked up. It was pretty much his. It just needed a little help and then he'd be mobile.

"Welcome back, Mr. Munson", Steve said as he entered the room.

"Please, Mr. Munson is my good-for-nothing father", Eddie grinned.

Steve held out his hand and Eddie took it, shaking it lightly. Today Steve was just in a vest and slacks. His hair was perfect, as always.

"Come with me." Steve released his hand and started up the stairs. That was a bit of a surprise to Eddie, but he followed along anyway.

The Marini house was filled with closed doors that showed no signs of what was inside. Steve probably knew what was inside of all of them. Knew all the secrets of this house. Steve finally stopped at one of the doors and went inside.

"Close it behind yourself, will you?", Steve asked.

Eddie did, acutely aware of the fact that he was now behind a closed door with an omega way out of his league. He hoped his swallow went unnoticed.

"I bet you're curious about what I'll have you do", Steve said with a grin, going over to one of the twin chairs in the room.

That was when Eddie really took in his surroundings. This wasn't just any room. It was a bedroom. A laughably large bed was just to his left.

"I think I have a pretty good idea of what I'll have to do", Eddie said, standing staunchly by the door.

"Well? There's a spot for you to sit now", Steve said. "100% Tommy free."

"What? Hagan's never been inside your boudoir?" Eddie took slow steps towards the other chair that was facing Steve.

"You know what they say, an omega's nest is their treasure. It's rare for anyone who's not blood or kin to be this close."

"....Then what am I doing here?", Eddie asked bluntly.

"You're going to be under me, Eddie. Directly in fact. I thought you might want some practice~", he winked.

Eddie bit his lip but otherwise kept his body under control. There was the thrill of danger. He shouldn't. He really shouldn't. Steve was off limits. The most off limits. But those eyes, those lips, those hands... How could Eddie resist? His brain was working overtime as Steve stood and smoothly moved to straddle his lap. The pine and lavender in his scent made him both winter and spring and for a moment, Eddie was drowning in it.

But then he thought about what Steve was getting out of it as his hands ran down his chest. To Steve, he was just a run of the mill nobody with a knot he could use and then throw away. Steve could either be a meal ticket or his warden. Either way, Eddie didn't find the idea all that appealing.

Eddie grabbed Steve's hands, stopping them from going any lower. Then he grabbed his hips and gently lifted him off.

"You don't want me?", Steve asked.

"I don't wanna be played with", Eddie said. "This isn't your room. It smells nothing like you. And we're not alone." He glanced to the closet where he'd heard an odd rustling sound.

"Observant", Steve noted. "You can come out now, Robin."

Eddie stood up as Robin exited the closet. "I'm here to take orders from the mob. I'm no stranger to dirty work. But not that dirty. When you have an actual job for me, you know where to go."

"We'll be in touch", Steve said. He watched Eddie go, leaving him and Robin behind.

Robin whistled. "You really laid in on thick and he still didn't jump your bones. I think he might be serious."

"Yeah...me too..."

Robin gave him a strange look before one of realization set in. "Oh my god", she hissed in a whisper. "You like him now, don't you?"

"I don't-I don't....Robin, I don't like him!"

"Typical Harrington. You've got a bunch of alphas drooling after you and you get the hots for the one that's turned you down."

Steve was still staring at the door. When he had met Eddie downstairs, he had been hit with a soft wave of something that Steve just couldn't put his finger on. It was both spicy and sweet and he wondered why Eddie had smelled so strongly and yet it wasn't enough, he wanted to bury himself with it.

He and Robin had concocted this scheme. To see how serious Eddie was. To see if he would dip his pen the first chance he got. What would he do if Steve laid himself out for him? Turns out not much.

Steve practically served himself on a silver platter and Eddie had said 'no thanks'. While he tried to play it off, Steve was more effected than he appeared. He was in the middle of dinner when he suddenly slammed down on the table and shouted "Apple cider!"

His father paused in his chewing and frowned. Steve cleared his throat and straightened up in his seat.

"I was just thinking that it'd be nice. For autumn. It's coming soon we should have hot cider in the house", he said quickly to cover up the fact that he had figured out what Eddie's scent reminded him of. Warm spices, sweet and tart apples. Steve had barely resisted nosing at his neck earlier. But he might not be able to do so again if the temptation arose.

Robin helpfully reminded him that Eddie probably walked a bit to get here and thus worked up a sweat. If Steve was going to get through this, he'd have to prevent Eddie sweating apparently.

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The next day, Eddie got a call that a car was being sent for him. Sure enough, when he went down to the street, there was a car. With a driver and everything.

"Thought I'd have to at least kill a couple of guys before I got my own chauffeur."

The driver kept silent, obviously not a man of great humor, as he took him to another part of town. The car stopped in front of a storefront and Steve was standing there, fully suited up, hair once again perfect, looking out of place on a street like this.

"Do you own any other clothes?", Steve asked when Eddie stepped out of the car.

When it came to formal clothing, Eddie didn't have much in the way of variety. He'd been stretching it as he could. He never had to look this way for more than a day at a time.

"Ole Stevie Two-Suits over here. You ready to get some work done? Some actual work?", he grinned.

"I am. Time to impress, Mr. Munson."

Eddie went to the door and opened it, seeing that it was a lounge. "After you."

Part 5

#apo writes #stranger things #fanfiction #steddie #abo

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