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strangerthings64 · 2 years

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Eddie Munson x F Reader

Warnings: Mention of bad parents, and bad boyfriends. Yeah nothing else really just LOTS of fluff!

Word Count: 1k+

Description: Reader realizes she's in love with Eddie after he ties her shoes for the first time. So she starts making it a habit of walking with her shoe untied for him to tie and he catches on.

A/N: I saw this concept of Eddie stopping to tie Reader's shoes and I just had to make a fic about this because if that ain't love, I don't know what is!! 💕🥺

(P.S I also listened to this song while writing this and the part where he says “thought I could live without romance, until you came to me.” omg that part was so good I love Elvis’s music!!)

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(y/n)’s Pov

If someone had told me I'd end up falling in love with my best friend, Eddie "The Freak" Munson I'd call them crazy, but here I was standing with my arms full of books and Eddie suddenly stopping me, getting down on his knees and tying my shoes.

"Your gonna fall and break a tooth if you keep walking around like this Sweetheart," he said chuckling as you stare at him wide-eyed, mouth gaping a bit.

"No, I'd never fall in love with anyone ever, people disappoint me." I had told Eddie time and time again when he would ask me during our lunch at our "secret table” in the woods. He’d ask me if I had a crush on anyone in the school and he always got the same answer but yet he still seemed to ask at least once a month.

No, I'd never fall in love... But here I was staring at him as he tied my left shoe, then my right, and then looked up at me with those beautiful brown eyes and pearly white smile. And suddenly my heart was beating a thousand miles per hour, with no signs of slowing down. And my hands were getting clammy, the books in my arms threatening to fall but no way in hell was I about to let them fall and hit Eddie's beautiful face.

"You good, (y/n/n)?" he asked, standing up and tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

"U..Um, Yeah I'm fine just a bit lost in thought" you replied giving him a small smile, he nods.

"Then shall we get to class?"

"Yup let's go Eds"

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Ever since that moment with Eddie a few months ago, I've been falling head over heels for him and I wanted more than anything to be his, but to ask him was to face rejection and I sucked with rejection. Plus I was sure he didn't like me he was always very flirtatious with a lot of people he had been that way even when I first met him two years ago.

But it wasn't gonna stop me from loving him. Almost every couple of days for the last four months Eddie would stop, get down on his knees and tie my shoe never minding or finding it annoying that I always somehow had my shoes untied.

And when he did it, my heart would flutter like a thousand butterflies in an open field. God if only he knew what he did to me. If only he knew how quickly I'd fallen for him, despite never really feeling like this before it felt like I have loved him my whole life. Yes I've had a few boyfriends before but they were just heartbreakers, never staying for long.

But with Eds it was different, He is different than the rest of them. He cares about me like no other, always going out of his way to make sure I was happy and taken care of. Knowing how my home life was and how it wasn't always the best and how cruel my family could be and how low they could make me feel. He always made sure I felt the exact opposite of that.

I don't know why it took me so long to fall in love with him it wasn't like I didn't find him attractive, he’s always been beautiful and I’ve always notice how kind he was despite being see as the complete opposite. Everything about him was inviting so why did it take me this long to realize I love him? I think maybe it was just my guarded heart, but somehow he managed to melt this heart of iron.

And God if he ever found out why my shoes were always untied I swear I'd just pass away right then and there, definitely a good thing he hasn't caught on yet which meant I could continue to do it without any suspicion from him.

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Eddie's Pov

Four months ago I had gotten down on my knees in front of (y/n) to tie her shoes so she wouldn't fall, and I gotta admit it was one of the best decisions I had ever made. Because here I was now, walking down the halls and there she was again walking down the halls with her miss-matched socks peeking out and her untied shoes, her eyes glued to the book in her hands. And I swear she was the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid my eyes on.

And This was the four-time in the last week that I'd seen her with untied shoes. Ever since she'd walked around with her shoes untied that day, it had started to be a common occurrence. she'd never been this way before but i was like suddenly she had a longing for face planting and getting hurt.

Eventually, I caught onto her schemes and plans very early on. I had one day overheard her friend Robin talking to Dustin in the hallways, about how she was purposely untying her shoes so I could tie them for her whenever I'd spot her throughout the day. I'll admit It was a bit confusing and I didn't know why she did it, but the girl I've been in love with since the day I met her, wanted me to tie her shoes, there was no way I'd turn that down ever.

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"Really sweetheart, again with the untied shoes? How many times do I have to tie your shoes in a week? you’re gonna end up hurting yourself one day." I said smiling at her, she lifts her head up her precious smile making a way onto her face.

Getting down to tie her shoes, I start by taking both of the laces on her left foot tying them and ending with the signature bunny ears, then moving to the right and doing the same on that side just as I always do whenever I tie her shoes.

"It's almost like you want me to tie your shoes for you, it's almost like" I pause for a second chuckling.

"Like you're purposely doing this just so I can tie them." I said looking at her as she gazed back down at me, and I could see a little panic in her alluring eyes and small blush creeping onto her face, as she tried to stay calm knowing she's been caught in her act.

"Wh-why would you think that," she asks stuttering a bit, I stand up placing an arm over her shoulder as the halls start to clear out. Her and I among the few still standing around.

I lean down and get close to her ear, breathing on it a bit, as she shivers.

"Well because I might have overheard so and so talking to another so and so about how your purposely untying them, so little old me could tie them for you." I smirk at her, as her body goes tense underneath me, as she pulls away from my arm facing me now, eyes wide and mouth open.

"Who told you that?!" she asks.

"Munson, (y/l/n), Get to class now!" Our heads turn as we hear Mrs. Elgreen yell at us.

“Stop standing around, go now!” She yells again. As (y/n) just stands there waiting for a response from me.

"Oh, I’m sorry sweetheart, but I gotta get to class really don’t wanna fail again, and I think you should go to really don’t want you failing either." I said a smug look on my face, as I quickly peck her cheek walking off to my class. I looked back at her shocked expression and chuckled a bit, God that girl was gonna be the death of me.

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A/N: Hey guys! this is my first Eddie Munson fic I hope ya'll liked it.

Also feedback is greatly encouraged and I hope you guys will start requesting things soon, because I'm dying to write! Please comment, like and reblog, i’d really appreciated it!! :)

(Also this isn’t my gif it’s by @metalheadmunson go follow them there great!! Thank you sooo much for this gif, it’s so precious!!)

xoxo,

Kaity

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prxttysin · 2 years

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Eddie Munson brain rot.

Eddie is so so so pussy drunk. I just fucking know it. He will make a complete mess of himself when going down on you. he doesn’t care at all. His lips will be puffy and mouth will be covered with your juices and he loves it. Just like he loves the taste of you. He doesn’t care about the mess (Eddie’s sheets have seen worse anyway) or how noisy your pussy is, he revels in the way you sound when he’s practically devouring you whole. The obscene slurping noises he makes. The sound of his tongue lapping at you, devouring you. And most of all, your moans, when you cry out his name when you cum, because of him. he could go down on you for hours,even when your shaking and your legs are closing around his head and your fingers are pulling at his hair. He wants to make you cum as many times as you can. When he knows your about to cum he buries his tongue deeper into you lapping at your cunt, broad nose bumping against your clit, wanting to taste every thing you have to give him. Begging for you to give him what’s his. Practically whining it out “Please baby, just give it to me. wanna taste you cmon sweetheart. give me what’s mine.”. And don’t think that your the only one cumming. Eddie ruts and humps at the bed while going down on you, By the end of it he has already came in his jeans. Oh and let me add. Eddie practically goes ballistic when you ride his face, His ring clad fingers will wrap around your thighs to keep you steady as you use him, he fucking loves when you ride his face. (at first you were scared to suffocate him but he simply said “that’s the best way to go out? With you cumming on my face? God would I be so lucky.”) and god does eddie show how much he loves eating you out, groaning and moaning onto your cunt. Sometimes he will talk to your pussy like its something he loves (ding ding. It is.) “so fucking pretty.” Oh and…quick side note… If you take his fingers covered in your slick and suck them clean, rolling your tongue over the pad of his fingers looking up at him with that pretty fucked out sleepy eye look. You better be ready baby. Your not going to sleep that night your in for a long. wild night.

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glitt3r-litt3r · 2 years

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Princess

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Cheerleader!reader

Summary: When y/n’s cheer squad find out who her boyfriend is they have a lot to say

A/N i’m terrible at summaries lol. Y/N being a boss bitch lowkey. I can’t stop thinking about Eddie it’s like ruining my day in the best way possible. This doesn’t have a specific time cuz there’s nothing stranger things about it besides the characters.

The sun was beating down on the field today, even with the fall breeze I was still breaking a sweat. It was hard to maintain the same pace when I spent all summer sitting in the back of Eddie’s van listening to music and eating chips.

Every season it’s like this but I’m glad to be back. I love the way it feels, the burn in my legs and arms and lungs. Something about working out always made me feel the best, that’s why I joined the squad. The minute there’s a girls softball team at Hawkins i’ll be on it. Especially because I can’t stand most of the girls. They are constantly judging everyone while simultaneously signing up for canned food drives. Hypocrites.

I was stretching my legs out in between drills when I hear Michelle scoff.

“What is the freak doing here?” she asks, drawing attention to the bleachers.

There he was, boots stomping onto the metal bleachers. He was wearing sunglasses and his classic leather/vest combo. At the sight of him my face flares up red, he said he was going to pick me up not watch the whole thing.

“He’s only here to perv on us” Says Kimberly. Actually he was here to perv on me but whatever.

“he’s probably here scouting his next victim to try and sell drugs to” someone says behind me.

Victim? These girls are clueless.

“that’s not how drug deals even work.” I deadpan. Fuck that sounded wrong.

“I mean, from what I hear they seek him out not vice versa. Just saying...” They were all staring at me now. Their faces were a mix of confusion and doubt.

“Can we get back to the drills now” I say before running off. There was a nice breeze but there was sweat all down the back of my shirt. Luckily Eddie has seen me sweaty before or I’d be real embarrassed right about now.

The rest of practice I tried not to look to my left whenever possible. Every time I saw him sitting there my stomach flipped and I would stumble or miss my mark. It was better to not look, for safety reasons. He was smiling each time I looked over, little shit. As time went on more boys started dotting the stands trying to catch a glimpse of something or to watch their girlfriends. Eddie sits far away from any of them pretending to read a comic.

Patrick, who has had a crush on me since last season, was among them. I made extra effort not to look any where near him. Especially since Eddie is not the best at handling these types of situations with grace,

“Oh my god Y/N! Patrick has been staring at you for the last ten minutes” Someone squeals. They break out into ooo’s and little encouragements. I drink some water and think of what to say.

“He’s cute! And he plays basketball with Jason, I could set you guys up” Chrissy says smiling brightly. She’s always been really kind but no way in hell am I letting that happen.

“He’s not really my type” I say trying to leave it simple. It’s also true, I'm more into heavy metal listening, leather wearing sweethearts who like Star Wars so Patrick is pretty far off.

“You say that about everyone! Who is your type?” Asks Michelle.

Images of Eddie pop into my head. His soft smile reserved only for me. Him air drumming as he drives singing as loud as he can. The way he sleeps on his stomach like a baby holding onto the pillow. His eyes when he’s playing guitar. The slight frizzy halo his hair makes in the sunlight. I think of the smell of leather and weed. The feeling of his rings on my face. Without hesitation I say his name.

“Eddie Munson.”

There’s a moment of silence and I think everyone’s going to die from shock. The first noise that breaks the pause is a laugh. Everyone joins in thinking i’m obviously making a joke of some sort.

“Y/N don’t be mean! I know he’s a freak but don’t get his hopes up”

“You’re so funny Y/N”

“God can you imagine the kind of girl who’d actually go out with that freak?”

They are laughing full on now. The tips of my ears are burning and I can feel the sweat running down my neck.

“Alright girls! You are dismissed. Go home, rest, and come back ready to learn the new routines tomorrow.” says the coach. Thank god

Everyone starts moving toward the benches but I can’t move just yet. Take a deep breath and try again. Eddie see’s everyone heading toward their stuff and stands up preparing to walk back to the D&D room to wait for me.

I grab my back and hurry toward the bleachers. When I pass the girls I hear them snicker again.

“Hey Munson!” I shout walking faster now. Everyone pauses and turns their attention to me. Wondering what a girl like me could want with a guy like him.

Eddie turns toward me shocked that I’m shouting his name in front of everyone.

When I get to the bleachers I step onto the first step pulling his shoulders forward into a kiss. He freezes against me before I feel him melt onto my lips. When I pull back his pupils are huge and he has a lazy smile on his face.

“Hi sweetheart” he whispers

“Hi baby”

I grab his hand and start walking back to the school. Everyone is staring but honestly I don’t really care. Eddie tries to regain his composure by placing his sunglasses on again. His cheeks are still red though.

“Let them stare. Fuck em” I say kissing his hand guiding him forward.

“yeah fuck em” he says lowly.

This moment of confidence and euphoria is cut short when I hear Michelle behind us.

“You can’t be serious Y/N,”

Eddie stops first tugging my arm to make me turn back. Michelle and her robots are standing there with their arms crossed.

“He’s a drug dealer! You could get kicked off the squad for getting involved with people like him” Her nose is all the way turned up as she refers to my boyfriend. The girls on either side of her nod their head.

“Well you could get kicked off the squad if the coach knew you used the locker room to let Jacob Cunningham go to third base but you don’t hear me blabbing about all that.” I state matter of factly. It’s true and everyone knows it but still when I say it her mouth drops open. I watch as the anger bubbles over and she stomps her foot before squealing like a pig.

“Oh you are so dead! No one’s gonna wanna hang out around you or that freak ever again.” She screams

At the word freak I move toward her dropping Eddies hand who’s watching this with a mix of adoration and fear.

“Call him a freak again and I’ll break your teeth in” I’m standing directly in front of her now. Her robots have taken two steps back and are watching to see my next move.

“did you just threaten me? I’m telling the coach that-”

“That what? That you are harassing me and my boyfriend?” I ask. When she doesn’t answer I keep going. “Tell her that you guys spend every day making his life miserable because you’re jealous. You’re so jealous of him it makes your skin crawl, you wish you could do whatever you want but you’re stuck doing what everyone else wants you to do. You do cheer and make honor roll and buy all the expensive clothes and date boys who play basketball but at the end of the day you go home and cry yourself to sleep so why don’t you bury your head in the sand and wait for the prom.” I say turning back to Eddie.

I hold my hand out toward him and smile. All the anger from weeks of hiding is gone and I feel lighter than ever.

When we’re out of earshot he breaks out into laughter.

“ A Breakfast Club quote? Really?”

I laugh loudly not thinking he caught that.

“It was the only thing that came to mind!” I defend. He shakes his head at my cliché comeback.

“Well still that was badass” He kisses my cheek proudly

We make it inside just in time for the D&D meeting.

“I’m gonna go change and i’ll meet you in there okay?” I kiss him before heading to the bathroom.

When I walk into the room Eddie is recounting the story eccentrically to the entire club. The lights are dimmed for game mode so I know everyone’s eagerly waiting to start. When he see’s me enter he stops with his arms open and smiling brightly.

“And here she is fresh from defending my honor the Princess of Hellfire” He starts clapping dramatically. He looks so proud of me. I blush at the stupid nickname. Being the only girl had it’s perks, having to be called the Princess was not one of them.

“Gentlemen” I say curtseying and bowing my head holding my imaginary dress in my hands. They greet me kindly like they always do. Eddie sits in his chair and opens his legs inviting me to sit on his lap. I walk over slowly before lowering myself onto his left leg where I always sit. He places his hands on my hips and squeezes gently. Before he starts he whispers in my ear,

“Thank you so much sweetheart. Remind me to buy you as many Spiderman comic books as you want next time we go out.” He kisses my shoulder. I know how hard it’s been for him being stuck here. I want him to get out of here just as much as he does.

“you don’t have to thank me baby, I love you” I say turning to kiss him.

“I love you more-”

“Can we start please!” someone shouts.

I laugh and face foreword.

“Fine it’s your death.” Eddie mutters before starting his script for his campaign.

#eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson is hot #i love eddie munson

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moonyswritinq · 1 year

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If you're still taking request and if it's okay could you do smth small ( the format you're more comfortable/in the mood for ) for a male reader in a queerplatonic relationship with Eddie ? Love your writing and thank you !

eddie munson in a queer platonic relationship

❝ HEY, HANDSOME ❞

SYNOPSIS ➢ Headcanons for Eddie Munson in a queer platonic relationship with you.

PAIRING ➢ eddie munson x male reader

CONTENT WARNING ➢ swearing, fluff, mentions of weed and alcohol

WORD COUNT ➢ 1.1 k

AUTHORS NOTE ➢ thank you so much for the compliment and for the request, i hope i made it justice! this is written with a male reader in mind, but it can be imagined as gender neutral, as well.

MASTERLIST

You and Eddie first met in class in high school, bumping into each other.

You had noticed him before, with his eccentric persona and unique style of clothing, but had never dared approach him until now. He immediately recognised you, as you stood out from the rest of your peers with a queerness equal to his.

The two of you got to talking and quickly realised you got on well together. You could match his level of quirkiness, retorting quickly with wit and cleverness.

When you went your separate ways, Eddie couldn’t stop thinking about you. He realised he needed to get to know you better.

And so your friendship began, similar to of the falling headfirst into a deep pit without being able to get back out.

You were immediately close to each other, and there was no turning back.

It’s no secret Eddie sucks at the subjects in school and that his grades are all very low, so he’d often beg for your help and tutoring with those puppy eyes of his. You stood no chance of denying him.

Eddie’s an open person and would allow you into all parts of himself — just sort of dumping all of him onto you.

He introduced you to all of his interests at once; his favourite artists and songs; the wonder of D&D roleplaying; him and his bandmates’ band; even teaching you a few things on his guitar.

If you play D&D, you’d sit right next to him at every session, even helping with some campaigns. He loves playing with you. If you don’t play, he’d insist to have you there, still, just to be near you. And if you played any instruments, he’d want you to join his band.

In turn, he will listen to you talking about all your interests with equal enthusiasm, and wanting to be shown all of them.

Eddie will try to remember everything you tell about yourself, storing the information to be able to surprise you with it later. Although his memory would fail him sometimes, the effort was still endearing to you.

The two of you didn’t really define you relationship, making it into something that was not quite romantic but still not strictly friend-like. You enjoyed each other’s company and were happy to leave it at that.

He likes to keep you especially close, just having some sort of physical contact at all possible times. He’s touch deprived, aright?

In public, Eddie will mostly settle for just an arm around you or to lean against you. In private, though, he is much more demanding; wanting to hold your hand, interlock your fingers, almost to the point of cuddling, and tracing his fingers across any tattoos you might have.

When he’s under some sort of influence this is increased tenfold and he would just dump his whole body on you like a weighted blanket, the weight of him a bit suffocating but also comforting.

If he’s too revved up to stay still beside you, he would play-punch you, hopping on light feet, and which would eventually lead to a play-fight. Who’d win depended on how irritated you’d be with him, and if you’d let him win or not.

Eddie likes to argument about things, but in a banter-kind-of-way. Whether it be music, which he’s especially passionate about, or the best ways to get high or drunk. You’d call each other things like fucker, prick, idiot, and twat, but in an endearing way.

He’s a cheeky motherfucker — and he knows you love it though.

Eddie’s favourite thing to spend time with you is to put on some of his favourite music and sing along to it, having a karaoke party all by your own; or to spend a day out, either walking around the woods or driving around in his van; or to get high and just laugh at stupid shit together.

Let’s be honest, everything he does with you is Eddie’s favourite thing. He’s happy to spend any time with you, no matter what you do together.

Eddie would always drag you to his concerts (if you weren’t already part of the band) and you loved to see him perform.

You’d often help with getting him ready, both with preparing his equipment and his outfits.

You introduced him to eyeliner and he’s been obsessed with it ever since. He always gets you to do it for him, straddling his hips to gingerly hold his face as you applied the makeup. He loves the intimacy and how beautiful you make him look.

Your conversations are always interesting, ranging from the silliest things, such as how melons are considered berries, to the important and big things in life, like future plans. Sometimes you’re just quipping back and forth petty retorts, sarcastic and witty with your banter. You’re always entertained in each other’s company.

With how much time the two of you spend together and how you clung to each other, people would often assume you were a couple. You’d just deny them, saying you two are friends, which the rest of your friends rightfully doubted. Or, if they seemed to be having a problem with it, Eddie and you would fuck with them and be even more affectionate with each other.

It didn’t help people’s assumptions either that Eddie loved nicknames. He’d go around addressing you with hot stuff, handsome, good looking, and his favourite, pretty boy.

He’d be in the middle of a band practice, pausing to call to you:

“Hey, handsome, would you kindly turn the speaker up? Can’t even hear my guitar over the drums.”

You’d just nod and comply without a second thought, while the other bandmates stared at the two of you.

“What?” Eddie asked.

“You just called y/n handsome. Is anything going on between you?”

“No? I just stated a fact. Don’t you consider him good looking?”

“Didn’t say that.”

“Yeah? Then there you have it.”

“Stop bullying them, Eddie.”

“What’d you say, hot stuff?”

He’s a prick, and he knows it, by the cheeky grin he always sent you. He loved fucking with people like that, and implying things that weren’t happening, almost like it was a hobby of his. You admired the commitment though.

Sometimes you’d retort with your own flirty nicknames, turning the conversation into a competition of who could out-flirt the other.

At the end of the day, Eddie is glad to have you in his life, always looking forward to the next time you’d see each other.

And he’d often want to go to sleep with you beside him, cuddling or not. Just your mere presence calmed him and allowed him to sleep peacefully without the help of weed or alcohol.

All in all, you are happy in each other’s company and had a deep connection, something that extended the normal restrictions of friendships and relationships. It doesn’t matter what you labeled it as, as long as Eddie and you were happy.

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ironwhoore · 2 years

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eddie and the reader are in a new relationship and one day she bites eddies (in a loving way). Not really sure what I'm trying to request, kinda just how eddie would react

yes omg

youre just laying in bed together and talking when you just randomly bite his left shoulder, and he's like "did you just bite me?"

"mhm" you nod,

he doesnt care he thinks its cute but, "why?" he laughs,

" 's cause i love you!" you laugh back,

so you just randomly bite him, in public or not. at a dnd campaign???? you sit on eddie's lap on the throne and bite his shoulder. walking out in public? you bite the arm you're leaning against.

he thinks its the cutest thing in the world. because after you do it, you give him the dopiest grin and his heart just explodes

#eddie munson is hot #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #ironwhoore #stranger things #eddie munson x you #eddie stranger things #eddie x y/n

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lustrousgh0st · 2 years

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Back of his van

~🖤🔞🖤~ Eddie Munson x reader

~{car sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, cum eating, teasing, afab reader!}~

I swore I’d never write for irl characters because I thought it was embarrassing but man this guy has infested my brain with worms and I’ve gotta satisfy them or they’ll take over my body.

‼️Minors dni! NSFW under the cut‼️

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Thinking about driving with Eddie Munson. You’re going to a concert, your first one together, Black sabbath is playing through his vans stereo and he’s tapping his hands against the wheel to the beat. He looks gorgeous in the setting sunlight and you can’t help but slide your hand over his thigh. He tenses at your touch, eyes not leaving the road but a small smile pulls at his lips

“what cha doing sweetheart?”

He hums as he flicks the indicator right. You smirk and squeeze the fat of his leg before rubbing small circles “Hmm nothing” you innocently say and Eddie chuckles “oh yeah? Doesn’t feel like nothing”. Your hand slips closer to the inside of his thigh, running lines over the junction of his thigh and crotch, you watch his jaw clench and he whispered a curse under his breath when you slightly brush his cock

“you’re so easy to rile up Munson”

you tease. You could see the lump of his hardening cock pushing against the tight fabric of his jeans “it’s your fucking fault” he swallowed hard “fuck…stop we’ll crash” he laughed, pushing your hand from him and back to your own lap. You faked a pout and flashed him your most innocent eyelash flutter “you little brat, cut that out” Eddie shuck his head as he pulled up to a red light, shifting in his seat to pull his pants looser around the crotch, releasing the tension that was strangling his dick. “Hey” you called and when he turned to face you you quickly lifted your shirt and flashed him your braless tits, squishing them together and smiling

“holly fucking shit”

he gawped, eyes not leaving your chest. His brows twisted together and he bit the inside of his lip, leg bouncing as he held himself back “Eddie” you called to him when you noticed the light turn green but he didn’t seem to hear, it was only when the car behind honked that he snapped back and put his foot down fast. “shit” he said through gritted teeth as he sped off

“you’re dangerous for me ya know? gonna get me in fucking trouble one day”

Eddie laughed pulling off down a dark lane. The lights of the main road began disappearing in the mirror and your heart thumped hard. The van came to a hard stop as Eddie pulled up onto the curb, becoming over shadowed by large trees, just the lights inside shon on you both and Metallica played in the background.

“So, what were you doing sweetheart?”

Eddie hummed as he leaned back into his seat, you cocked a brow in faux confusion “hm I believe I said I was doing nothing” the smirk that spread on your lips had his tongue pushing against his cheek because he knew exactly what you were up to “oh? My mistake” the engine started up again and he began pulling away.

“Wait wait” you giggled and he slowly pulled to a stop once again, turning to flash you an expecting look “you’re so cute Munson” you bit your lip and stroked his arm “are you flattering me y/n?” He took your chin between his thumb and finger, tilting you to look him in the eyes.

“You know it works on me”

he added “oh I know” you smiled before excitedly climbing over into the back of the van and bouncing down onto the makeshift bed you’d both made in there for…obvious reasons. Eddie followed suit with a chuckle “it’s gonna be your fault if we miss the first act” he said as he seated himself between your legs and pinned your hands above your head.

The sound of a car driving past had your heart thumping “you’re free to get a move on instead” you teased, grinding down against him and seeing his face twist in pleasure when you brushed over his cock. Eddie lent down to place a long hot kiss against the vein of your neck

“oh sweetheart…you know I won’t do that”

he practically purred in your ear making your hair stand on end all over your body. Before you know it the windows are steaming up and your clothes have been strewn about over the van, Eddies hand is rubbing barely there circles over your clit and the other is playing with your breast. His chest is heaving from holding himself back, enjoying his time winding you up, getting you soaked for him “Ed” you moan when he circles your hole, fingers just brushing past the entrance giving you a tease of the feeling you want. “Please Eddie” you lean up to try kiss him but he pulls back just as your lips scrape his

“uh uh princess, you’re gonna tease me like that-”

he trails off as he lifts his fingers from your heat and brings them to his mouth, slick coating the tips and he smiles when he sees it “I’m gonna take my sweeeet time with you” he continued, licking his fingers of your mess with the most shit eating grin you’ve seen. Fuck that was hot, it had you clenching hard around nothing

“hm better not take too long munson…we’ll miss the first act”

you mocked him “awh that’s a shame isn’t it pretty?-“ Eddie said with a lecherous tone as he rubbed the weeping head of his cock between your folds. Your head rolled back when you felt him sliding back and forth over you

“if only you weren’t being such a needy little nymphomaniac but you just had to go flashing me those sweet little tits of yours while I drive…and you know me sweetheart, I just can’t resist you”

He berated all while teasing your pussy, slipping just a little past your entrance only to pull back out again and circling the head over your clit. He knew exactly how to get under your skin and this sure was working “Hmm Eddie” you eked out with frustration, grinding down on him in the hopes of slipping inside. “Naww you’re so impatient sweetheart, acting like you weren’t fucked just last night!” He cooed sweetly as he stroked your cheek “hey, look at me” Eddie pulled your gaze to his and held you there.

He licked his bottom lip as you kept your eyes locked with his, soft brown glinting back at you through thick lashes and he watched intently when your eyes widened and lips parted when he finally pushed his cock past your threshold. Your lips mouthed the word fuck but nothing came out your throat, vocal cords strangled with the pleasure that wrapped your body.

Eddie breathed out heavy through pursed lips, his hair tickled your face as he hung his head while he took in the sensation of your walls drowning his cock. “Oh my god” you sighed in a whisper, hands wrapping around his shoulders. He twitched inside you before giving a slow heavy roll of his hips, finally giving you both the friction you so desperately desired

“fuuuuck, ada girl”

he praised before he set a deep, slow pace. The scratches you were dragging down his back joined the healing ones from this week, making a telling collage on his pale back of your times together. You slipped your hand between your body’s down to your clit where you stroked the highly sensitive nub, your insides clenching with every throb “Jesus Christ” Eddie breathed slowing his hips. He chuckled through his nose as he came to a complete stop “just..gimme a sec” he whispered, eyebrows pinched in concentration. You smirked when you realised

“awh baby, close already?”

You teased and laughed “shut up” he shifted so his back was straight and your legs lay spread atop his thighs. He picked up the pace again, rocking your hips with a firm grip on your waist, his cock reaching deeper in this position, a direct hit to your inner spot with every thrust. You felt your end coming fast, every time his velvety head stroked inside you your walls throbbed

“f-fuck Ed..Eddie, so good”

you closed your eyes, feeling it coming. Eddie pulled your face to look at him “look at me” he demanded, it was hard, your eyes fluttering open and closed as you felt the first tingles spreading over your legs and stomach. He watched your face contort in pleasure, lips open wide in an o shape and eyebrows tangled tightly, it was a vision he’d burn into his mind for life. Your features tangled in ecstasy from his cock, christ he’ll never let himself forget it.

You cursed loud when your orgasm hit, waving across your body like a heat and making your legs shake when his movements didn’t stop “good girl” Eddie purred. He didn’t last much longer himself, pulling out fast and fisting himself above you, thick cum landing across your body as he choked out strained whimpers. The last of it leaked from his slit and down his silver adorned fingers, dripping just above your pussy.

You smeared some with your finger tips as Eddie watched, your eyes meeting when you brought your finger tips to your lips and cleaned them up. He swallowed hard as you did so, biting his lip and smirking

“you’re gonna be the fucking death of me I swear to god”

he said in disbelief and you winked at him cheekily. You felt on top the world, eddies reaction to your teasing filling your ego to the brim, the reactions you could get out of this man made you feel so powerful. “We’ve definitely missed the first act” he laughed as he reached for a pack of wet wipes you kept in the back.

#eddie the freak munson #eddie munson is hot #eddie munson x reader #st fanfic #eddie munson fanfic #minors dni #eddie munson smut #fanfic writing #eddie stranger things #eddie munson is straight #st s4 #st smut #smut blog

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a-vvenger · 2 years

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the scoreboard girl

(gif not mine but isn’t he the cutest! also i legit can’t come up with a better title)

summary: eddie goes to a balls in laundry baskets game but he isn’t watching the game

pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader

a/n: i literally hate this but i had to get it out. this popped into my head bc i run the scoreboard for my school sometimes and i was doing just that earlier tonight and was like boom idea. but i can’t write so here’s this piece of shit

my masterlist

dustin and mike were scared shitless of what eddie was gonna say when they asked him to move the campaign. so it was quite the surprise when he not only moved it but asked them if he could come with them to the game. they of course said yes just being thankful that he wasn’t angry at them. dustin had actually asked eddie for a ride since steve had a date he was going with. of course dustin took this opportunity to question eddie.

“since when do you willingly go to balls in laundry baskets games?” dustin asks.

“just because i think it’s stupid doesn’t mean it’s not entertaining,” eddie replies but dustin doesn’t buy it.

they pull into the parking lot and hop out. dustin noticed that eddie looked quite nervous. they found a spot in the bleachers once they got inside and sat down. the game had already started at this point.

dustin looked over at eddie and saw him staring at something. oh. not something, someone. dustin follows his line of sight to where you were, changing the scoreboard when one team made it or adding up the fouls when they were called.

eddie had seen you in school and thought you were the prettiest woman he had ever seen. you had a couple of classes together and he had heard you telling one of your friends that you were running the clock for this game.

you weren’t that popular. you had a close group of friends and you kind of were chill with everyone. everyone except jason carver. you and he had dated for a little while and it ended up with you being heartbroken and him being an ass, constantly.

that included right now. when you put the foul up on the scoreboard and he starts yelling at you. you were just going with the ref’s call. he should’ve been yelling at the ref not you. but he loved yelling at you for some reason.

“jason, shut the fuck up and go play the game,” you yell.

“you bitch, take that foul off,” he yells back.

“no, i do what the ref tells me to do, if you have a problem with that, talk to him,” you say pointing at the ref.

you were standing at this point, glaring angrily at him. his coach had called a timeout so you didn’t have to pay attention right now. jason mumbles something under his breath and goes to talk to his team. you roll your eyes and sit back down. when you look up you notice a pair of eyes on you.

eddie had watched the interaction between you and jason intently. it was obvious you were angry and uncomfortable. he was proud that you yelled at that douche though. it was quite attractive to be honest. he notices she’s looking back at him with a small smile so he smiles back. his attention is pulled away by dustin’s voice.

“dude, seriously?! you came here for a girl?! wait wait wait, you like y/n y/l/n!” he basically shouts and eddie shushes him immediately and tries to cover his mouth.

“shut your trap kid! i mean she’s cool i guess,” he says knowing full well he likes her.

he’s liked her since that one day when she asked him about DnD. they were sitting in class and one of his friends had asked if they were still meeting for the campaign later. she had overheard and was curious about how he planned his campaigns so he had explained his thought process behind it.

they had been kinda friends since. they talked in class but never hung out outside of school. but, there short conversations were enough for him to like her.

as he turns back to your table he can see you still smiling slightly but you’re also paying attention to the game which has started up again.

“dude you should talk to her after the game!” dustin suggests.

“no, no way man,” eddie says.

“why not?!” dustin exclaims.

“because,” eddie starts, “because she’s not into me like that. we’re more acquaintances than anything!”

“yea sure, that’s why she hasn’t stopped smiling since you made eye contact,” dustin says, his voice laced with sarcasm.

“what? no that’s not because of me,” eddie tries to rationalize. he doesn’t think anyone could like him for him.

“eddie when are you gonna realize you’re awesome and a girl like y/n would be lucky to have you,” dustin comforts him.

eddie sighs. maybe he should talk to you. i mean he’ll never know if he doesn’t try.

“fine,” eddie gives in.

dustin does a happy dance and now he can’t wait for the game to end, while eddie is dreading it. he also can’t help but worry about what jason said to you. he knows you two dated and he had heard it did not end well. so at least talking to you means he can see if you’re okay.

suddenly, the buzzer is ringing and lucas has sunk the game winning shot. eddie looks over to where you are smiling and excited. he watches you go over to lucas and give him a hug and a high five. you and he had become friends since you ran the clock for his games and he was the only one nice to you on the team. the rest of them taking jason’s side in the breakup.

eddie watches as you start to walk out after you clean up a bit and runs down the bleachers to get to you before you leave. he meets you in an empty hallway.

“y/n, hey,” he says and you jump slightly.

“oh hey eddie! what’s up,” you smile brightly at him.

“u-uh i- i saw you and jason yelling at each other earlier, are you okay?” he asks and you can hear the genuine concern in his voice.

“um yea i think so… im kind of used to it by now. it happens at least once a game. this one was worse since it was the championship game,” you say.

“that doesn’t excuse his behavior. you deserve better, im sorry,” he replies.

“it’s okay, eddie, thank you for checking on me,” you smile.

it’s quiet for a few seconds and you can tell he wants to say more.

“is there something else eddie?” you ask.

“um okay here we go. hope that henderson kid knows what he’s talking about,” eddie mumbles and you look at him confused, “y/n i think you are really cool and awesome. not to mention the prettiest person i have ever seen,” you blush, “and hopefully this won’t ruin our friendship,” he continues.

“what?” you interrupt him confused.

“i like you,” he blurts it out, “y/n, i’ve liked you since that one day you asked me about my campaign. i know this might be weird because we only talk in school and stuff. you can totally just ignore me after this if it weirds you out. i just wish i could get to know you better and i’d love to take you out. a movie, dinner, you name it i’ll take you. but no, honestly you’ll probably never speak to me again i mean i would never speak to me ag-“

you cut him off with your lips pressed against his. you catch him way off guard but after a bit he kisses back. it’s the best kiss either of you have ever had. after a bit you both pull away for air.

“i like you too, eddie munson,” you say and it was true. ever since that day he had asked you about the mystery novel you were reading.

a/n: if y’all want to send me requests for fics w any of the characters pls feel free and i will try my best!! i’m in a writing mood lol…

#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x reader #joseph quinn #stranger things x y/n #stranger things x reader #joseph quinn x y/n #joseph quinn x reader #eddie munson is hot #eddie stranger things #eddie x y/n #eddie x reader

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strangerthingsfanfics · 2 years

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Going Swimming

Pair: Eddie X Reader (fern reader)

Summary: You’re dating Eddie, and one day you and him were going to the pool, but everyone decided to come along.

Warning: none.

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It was a hot summer day, you and Eddie, both decided to go the pool. While you were packing everything you needed into a bag, Dustin, walked into your room and ran back to his room while screaming he’s going to pool with you. Before you could protest him going, you heard him telling the crew they should come swimming with him, you, and Eddie, everyone agreed on going. You, Dustin, Mike, Lucas, Erica, and Max were already and waiting for Eddie, to come over to get you and them. You tried to call Eddie, before hand to tell them that Dustin and everyone else was coming along.

The minute Dustin, saw Eddie’s van pulled him and everyone else ran out the house. Before Eddie, could process on what’s happening everyone jumped into his van and was ready to go.

“Where’s Y/N?”

“They should be coming.” While saying that Dustin was saying that. You walked out the house with an picnic baskets filled with sandwiches, chips, and water.

“I’m so sorry Eddie, I tried to call you to tell but you didn’t answer so I knew you were on your way.”

“It’s okay, the more the merrier!”

Once all you got to the pool. Eddie, couldn’t keep his eyes off you and certain freshman and one 8th grader kept making fun of him for it.

“Oh shut it y’all will know the feeling once you find love.”

Everyone was in the pool at some point. They thought it would funny to splash you and Eddie. Both you gave each other a look on how to take down in the pool.

Dustin, Mike, Lucas, thought it would be fun to dump water on Eddie, when he kept looking at you.

“Oh all of you are dead!”

It was a good day everyone got along. Eddie, Mike, Dustin, Lucas, and Erica, kept taking about D&D and what they should do for the next campaign. While you and Max, we’re talking about having a girls day.

On the way home. Everyone was either falling asleep or talking about going back to the pool again.

“I had fun today Henderson.”

“I did too. See you tomorrow love?” You said to Eddie, will pulling him into a hug and kissing him. While doing that you heard a bunch of people act like they’re gagging.

“Oh shut it, y’all don’t understand!”

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x y/n #stranger things.#dustin henderson #eddie munson is hot #eddie munson x yn #mike wheeler #stranger things #joseph quinn x reader

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autizmoeddiemunson · 2 years

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Papers and pacis

Eddie hated school, he just wanted to graduate and be done already. It was almost the end of the year, he was so close. He was passing all his classes for once, even if he was just squeaking by, passing is passing.

He was trying is best to pay attention but he didn’t fully understand the material. It also didn’t help that Jason & his friends were throwing things at him. Everything was giving him a headache, which was just adding to his stress.

He wanted to go home, to Steve, to his music, to his stuffies. Oh no, he was starting to regress. This wasn’t good, he needed to pay attention. Everything was overwhelming him, he was frustrated & tired and watching the clock didn’t help at all.

“Five minutes left!” The teacher said at the end of her lecture. She passed out their homework assignments and sat in her chair to grade papers until the school day was over. Jason hit him in the back if the head another eraser. “For fuck’s sake…” he mumbled to himself.

The bell finally rang, he grabbed his stuff and practically ran to his car. He sped home as quickly as he could without getting pulled over. He finally made it home.

“Hey, babe! How was school?” Steve got up from the couch and hugged the stressed man in front of him. Eddie leaned into his touch, he wanted to be small so badly but couldn’t allow himself until he had done his homework. He walked to his room, laid the papers on his desk, and got to work. He hung his head in his hands, was only half done and he already wanted to cry.

He threw his pencil in frustration and laid his head on his desk. “Idiot…” He whispered to himself. He heard a soft knock on the door. “Hey, eds, you need any help, baby?” Steve said as he opened the door. He couldn’t handle it anymore, his eyes burnt from the brimming tears, he felt a lump in his throat, and he needed his caregiver.

“Are you okay, eds?” Steve knelt down in front of the chair to get on Eddie’s level, Eddie burst into tears and threw himself into Steve’s arms. “I sorry Stevie! I trying really hard! I just too dumb…” Steve gently rocked him as he soothed the poor boy’s cries. “Shh, I know you’re trying, baby. You’ve been doing so well this year, and you’re not dumb. You’re creative and kind and you’re so bright!” He knew Eddie wouldn’t believe him but he really was proud of him.

“C’mon, baby, you’re taking a break.” Part of Eddie wanted to fight him but deep down, he knew he desperately needed a break. Steve picked him up and carried him to the closet. He picked out a cute pair of shorts, a pull up, and one of his sweaters. “These okay, little one?” Eddie nodded and let Steve change him. He clipped a light blue pacifier to the sweater and picked him up.

Eddie laid his head on Steve’s shoulder as he was carried to the kitchen. Steve prepared a bottle, humming softly to the boy in his arms. They settled in on the couch, Eddie laid across his lap. He handed the boy the bottle and played with his hair while flicking through the channels for something age appropriate.

“Bubba?” Eddie quietly spoke. “Yes, honey?” Steve looked at him sweetly. “Feed me, please?” Eddie was embarrassed but he loved the extra care. “Of course, sweetie!” They shifted around so Eddie’s head could be supported as he was held. Steve gently slipped the nib into his mouth and sang to him sweetly as he fed him.

Eddie fell asleep as he drank. Steve carried the little boy back to his bedroom. He laid him down and pulled him close, brushing the soft curls out of his face. He kissed his forehead sweetly and covered their bodies with a warm blanket. “I love you, little one.”

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stardancerluv · 2 years

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Umm dead.

#joseph quinn #eddie munson #stranger things 4 #eddie munson is hot #joe quinn

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crashnbrn · 2 years

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‘smash or pass’

this video literally has me in tears 😭

#this is so funny #eddie munson #joseph quinn #stranger things 4 #metalhead #eddie fucking munson #markiplier #eddie munson hands #eddie munson is hot #joe quinn #stranger things behind the scenes #stranger things cast #british man #british actors #youtube #he’s so sexy #eddie munson is alive

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strangerthings64 · 2 years

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Y’all imagine mindless playing with Eddie’s fingers like whenever and wherever.

Sometimes you’ll just be in class and want to keep your hands busy, so you grab his hand and start messing with his rings while you continue to listen to the teacher speak. Or your in the lunch room and he’s ranting to his friends about Jason or some other stuff and your just sliding his rings up and down his fingers. Or your just full on massaging his hands going from one to the other. And he’d have to stop talking and pause a few times because your distracting him, before going right back to talking because he loves it and he’d never make you stop!!

And after he’s done talking and everyone’s paying attention to something else, he’ll mention it to you.

“Why do you always play with my hands darling?”

“I dont know there fun to play with when I’m bored. Also your rings are very pretty, I love them!”

It makes him blush and he gets all flustered!!! ✋🏼😩 💕

#stranger things #eddie munson #stranger things season 4 #eddie munson x reader #stranger things season four #eddie my beloved #eddie stranger things #stranger things 4 #eddie munson x you #eddie my boy #eddie fluff #eddie munson is hot #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson headcanon

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prxttysin · 2 years

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I had the idea to write this because of this, just imagine Vampire Eddie. Trying so hard to keep himself under control when your on your period. Trying to keep his distance because he doesn’t know if he can be around you without wanting to spread you out all pretty on his bed and go down on you for hours reveling in the taste of you and your blood, he’d go completely feral unable to stop even when your so blissed out from his tongue you can barley speak or think, his mouth and chin dripping with your blood and juices when he’s done with you. And he doesn’t even bother to wipe his mouth off after he just cleans his mouth up with his tongue and whatever he can’t reach he wipes off with his fingers and sucks his fingers clean while keeping his eyes locked on yours. All week would be all about you, just Eddie constantly wanting to go down on you just to taste both of his favorite things. Blood and you.

(And let’s say if you don’t mind the taste of blood, Eddie would gladly fuck you until you saw stars, just to watch you clean it off his dick later. Watching you enjoy the taste of blood just like he does makes his dick hard all over again.)

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glitt3r-litt3r · 2 years

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Okay okay you talked me into it. Sooo could you pretty please do a eddie x reader fic of like laying down on her belly playing a video game and eddie comes in and gets on top of her and he starts kissing her neck etc but then she starts to put it in her and when goes to stop playing the game he makes her continue playing it and she can't make any noise she has to focus and win and if she doesn't win he'll stop and punish her for it and he keeps making it really hard for her to focus etc idk I've had this happen to me before and it was soooo hot I wanna read about eddie doing it too

annon lemme kiss you this was so heheheheheheee got me giggling and kicking my feet. She's gonna be playing meteoroid on the Nintendo because....80's.

Paring: Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: What they said ^^

Warnings: smut, p & v sex, female and male orgasm, Eddie being a needy top, reader being kind of a tease, nicknames like baby/sweetheart/ and pretty.

Hope you like this one <3

Although the sun was out and it was a beautiful day you had chosen the safe comfort of staying inside with Eddie. He had spent most of the morning on your bedroom floor planning for Hellfire. You were laying on your bed playing Nintendo in only a large shirt and a pair of lacy panties. Eddie did his best to focus but he could swear you were teasing him on purpose with the way you were laying there. He was beginning to grow restless attempting to get your attention. It started small, huffing a bit as he turned the page. When you didn't even draw your attention from the screen in front of you, he was shocked. You never ignored him, even for the smallest things.

Next he moved from the floor with a sigh, plopping onto the bed next to you. Your fingers moved rapidly as you attempted to control your character. Not that he was really known for his patience, he started to lose it. You felt his entire weight drop onto your butt and lower back as he groans dramatically into his hands.

"Can I help you?" You ask not pausing.

"I don't know can you?" He replied kneading your thigh with his hand. Finally it clicked why he wanted your attention so bad. You smirk, thinking of all the ways you could tease him. You weren't the one who initiated sex leaving that up to him, but you never said no. He knew most times you were just as needy for him as he was for you.

"No, probably not with what you want." And with that you shrugged him off your ass on began moving forward on the screen again. Trying to bite your tongue from laughter as you watch his appalled face in the reflection of the TV.

Watching carefully as his expression changes from shocked to playful before you feel his hands move up and down your legs. His fingers, strong from years of guitar playing, were squeezing right below the curve of your ass almost painfully. You feel the throb of want begin in between your legs and you subconsciously cross them. The heat radiating off his hands was warming your entire body up.

You try to focus back on the game, leaving him to kiss and touch you as he pleases. Keeping up the façade that you were unaffected became extremely hard when he starts softly biting at the thick flesh of your legs. He spreads them, laying in between and using one hand to stroke up and down your lover back. At this angle he could see your clothed mound through your panties. Your hands grip around the corners of the remote when you feel his nose nudge against your lips before he removes himself completely.

Almost whining for his touch you stifle it with a small cough. You hear faint shuffling behind you but are too focused on the dull throb between your open legs. He hadn't even really done anything yet and you were practically dripping onto the bed.

When you do feel him again it's because he has his weighty cock pressed against your clothed back. His lips are immediately suckling the skin below your ear as his hand comes around front to grab your hardened nipple beneath you.

"Ohh.." You moan softly, almost dropping the remote.

" 'ohh' after all that teasing? Actin like you didn't want me to come over here" He mocks you, biting into your soft skin. You jerk at the sudden bloom of pain but it settles into please as he gently blows cool air right onto the wet mark.

"I wasn't teasing you, I'm clearly..."you trail off as his hands move toward the band of your underwear," busy." you finish as he settles his hand on your bare ass.

"Too busy for me? Too busy for this baby?" He says. You feel him rut against the curve of your ass and his own hand. He pulls the hand that was previously toying with your nipple away and sits on his knees trapping your legs beneath him.

When you don't reply he pulls your panties just below the swell of your butt to smack the skin there.

"I asked you something pretty." He says slowly gliding his hand over your back.

You figure now is a good time to start succumbing not sure how long you could last anyways, with the way he was touching you.

"Never too busy for you Eddie." You say finally pausing the game going to get up. He pulls your underwear completely off before trapping your legs again.

"Oh please, don't stop on my account. Play your little game sweetheart. I'll just be here..."

You don't trust that, not one bit. He was just basically humping your backside and now he was calm cool and collected as you laid exposed to him. You press play reluctantly resuming your focus back on the screen.

It was impossible, you were wiggling beneath him in antsy arousal trying to get some friction on your clit. Even Eddie started to feel bad for you, practically humping air beneath him.

What you thought was impossible became worse when you felt a single finger start to rub slow hard circles on your needy bud. The feeling of finally having him on you made you almost cry in relief.

He smirks as you arch your back up to him trying to get more than he's giving.

"Don't be greedy, keep playing and maybe I'll reward you." He says adding a second finger. You scramble to grasp the remove in your hands attempting to do your best job. He remains true to his word, not stopping until you moan out his name into the air.

He pulls his fingers away from your pussy covered in clear slick and you whine at the loss of contact.

"Uh uh, be quiet. No noises or I'll stop." He says it so gently you almost cry relishing in his ability to turn you into a mess with such a sweet voice. You nod your head opening your legs wider for him. He marvels at your need to please him. You really were his pretty little play thing and he loved it.

You're head starts to feel hazy as he begins touching you again. The heat building in your stomach was so intense you often just moved the joystick to look like you were playing so he didn't stop. It felt so good, he lit your body on fire with just two fingers going in circles. You couldn't think about anything other than how good it felt so when he removes his hand you whine in protest. Choking it off quickly you realize you broke the rule.

He laughs heartily behind you sending a small chill up your spine.

"Just couldn't help yourself huh? Tsk Tsk."

You feel a sharp flick to your swollen clit and bite your tongue instead of releasing what would have been a howl of pleasure and pain.

"Maybe this will help you be quiet." He says bringing his hips down to meet yours.

His cock, already dripping precum down it's veiny shaft, pushes against your awaiting hole. He goes slowly sinking into you, knowing he was big. He wanted to tease you, not outright split you in half. Which is exactly what it felt like he was going now. You bury your head in the bedsheets holding the remote like a raft in a dark storm, like if you let get you might die. Honestly you might, if he stopped touching you all together.

"Fuck baby, so ready for me huh...shit." He bottoms out pressing his hairy stomach into your ass and leaning over you once again supporting himself with one arm.

You clench around him, shoving your hips forward and back before he even gives you the okay.

"Keep fucking playing... if you win this round, I'll let you cum. Think you can do that for me pretty?" he holds your face in his hand angling your neck so you can finally meet his beautiful eyes. You nod and kiss him feverishly, desperately, full of spit. He smiles against your lips kissing them back before letting you look forward again.

He slides out of you completely before stuffing himself back in roughly watching as you arch but bite back on a moan. He figures he's been pretty stern up until now.

"You can moan baby, tell me how good it feels to get fucked yeah?" he says slamming back into you again.

This time you let out a babble of words that vaguely sound like

"So so good Eddie!"

He pushes a more steady rhythm now smushing your legs together with his. He was everywhere, his smell surrounded you, his back pressed to your own as you feel the slamming of his heart on his shoulder, the groans he's filling your ears with. All you can think of is Eddie and Eddie and Eddie.

He sits up, still inside of your tight pussy, thinking he may not last long enough to keep the game going with the way you're squeezing around him.

With this new angle you feel yourself cry out again.

"Eddie please don't stop please please please!" You cry pushing back into his body as best as you could.

"Shh it's okay pretty, keep going you're doing so good for me, so fucking good. Squeezing me to death back here Jesus fuck." he says all in one go. You're happy he's just about as delirious with pleasure as you are.

He keeps the same dizzying pace and you feel yourself so on edge you almost scream. Eddie sees the way you're tensing up beneath him, feels the way you're pussy is practically spasming around his cock.

"You're almost there baby, you can do it. Look there's the end just a little longer." He encourages gently holding your head up by your hair from behind. The gentle tug makes you sigh. He wants to make you cum so bad the thought almost makes him paint your walls but he holds on another ten seconds.

You finish the level throwing the remote to the ground carelessly.

"Eddie it feels too good... I need to- I need-" You whine below him.

"Oh I know pretty girl, feels too good. Fuck baby I'm gonna cum too, cum with me... come on baby let go." He says keeping the steady pace from before.

You cry out as you feel yourself being pushed over the edge by Eddie and his words. Tears are gathering in your eyes as you ride out your orgasm on Eddie's wet cock. He pushes into you relentlessly chasing his orgasm. At the feeling of your pussy pulling him in he let's himself go pushing as far as he can into you.

"Fuuuuck." He groans as you continue to milk him coming down from the high only he could give you. You drool shamelessly onto the bedsheets as you try to calm your breaths, you hadn't cum like that probably ever. As he slides his soaked cock from between your legs you whine.

Turning you over to see your face he lays between your legs. He studies your face leaving gentle kisses on your forehead and blushed cheeks. You had the fuck out face he loved so much. You feel his cock tease your entrance slightly and you push his stomach away slightly. He laughs a bit before adjusting himself so he's not touching your sensitive pussy.

"I should ignore you way more often." You say biting your lip.

"Don't you dare, that was torture!" He says childishly. You reach up and pet his hair gently as you roll your eyes.

"You afraid of a little torture now Munson?" You joke.

"I'm not afraid of anything for you information." He says

"Yeah, sure, whatever you tell yourself mister 'baby walk me to the bathroom it's dark.'" You chuckle playing with the pic necklace hanging from his thick neck.

"The dark is objectively scary that's not my fault." He pouts rolling off of you. You sit up and crawl over to him sitting with his legs over the side of the bed.

" Aw don't pout baby, I'll always walk you down scary dark hallways, you're still my strong and brave boyfriend." You kiss his shoulder.

"And handsome too?" He asks coyly.

"Handsome too." You concede kissing his jawline before laying back down.

Eddie gets up from the bed disappearing into your bathroom. You hear the tub rush loudly and you smile to yourself knowing he was going to bathe with you.

When he returns he doesn't talk, simply scoops your body into his and takes you into the bathroom. You didn't object, loving how attentive he was after sex, loving the feeling of being taken care of in the way only Eddie knew how to do.

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moonyswritinq · 2 years

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dreaming — eddie munson x male reader oneshot

❝ DREAMING ❞

SYNOPSIS ➢ When a night of drinking, weed, and truth or dare challenge the boundaries of friendships you appear to reveal more truths than you first bargained for. Maybe it's for the better, though — especially when the truth is related to the infamous Eddie Munson.

PAIRING ➢ eddie munson x male reader

CONTENT WARNING ➢ a lot of sexual tension, fluff, angst if you squint, drinking, mentions of alcohol & weed, giggling & horny young adults, flirty banter, occasional insults, very inappropriate topics (regarding sex, kinks and preferences), mentions of dom & sub dynamic, mentions of sadism & masochism, everyone's gay, kissing, explicit language, cringey writing

WORD COUNT ➢ 3.9 k

AUTHORS NOTE ➢ of course i've been caught by the eddie munson obsession and i think we can all agree we need more male reader fics, so here i am. i was inspired by this tiktok for this oneshot, but it's all about the vibes so don't worry about it. plot?? don't know him. timeline?? don't know that either (sometime in season four?), but everyone’s happy and alive. don’t worry about it. take it with a pinch of salt. everyone’s okay with everyone’s sexualities, no big deal. i don’t care that it’s the eighties. no excuses for homophobia happening on my watch. enjoy <3

MASTERLIST

The fire was crackling loudly, lighting a circle around it in protection of the dark night. Every person’s face that sat on the logs around the fire was lit, each with a grin spread across it or laughter on the lips. It was a warm night, one filled with happiness and the carelessness of youth. You, Robin, Vickie, Nancy, Steve, Jonathan and Eddie had decided to have a night in the woods, just enjoying each other’s company. Somehow, the little kids had heard of it as well and had fought to come with — much to Nancy and Jonathan’s dismay. You would all be drinking — maybe even get a bit high — and they didn’t want the kids anywhere near that.

Luckily, the adults had prevailed and you had managed to keep the children away from your little trip. It was only for the adults, as Steve so elegantly put it. So the real fun could begin.

So here you all were, sat beside on another and talking merrily. Eddie was sat on the opposite side of the fire from you, attention on something Steve was telling him while fiddling absentmindedly with the ends of his hair. You couldn’t help but steal glances at him during the night. The way the fire lit up his features while the sky darkened made him look out of this world.

Your relationship existed of one with friendly jabs at one another, play fighting and, sometimes, flirting disguised as insults. It was a constant battle between the two of you on who could win your verbal competitions or fluster the other more. You refused to acknowledge that any feelings were involved — both to yourself or anyone else — but it was getting more and more difficult pretending like you weren’t actively seeking out his company.

You took another swig of your beer, feeling the familiar warmth that came with it. The lot of you were a bit tipsy, feeling particularly humourous. You were all in the mood for something fun to do. And that is how you ended up playing truth or dare. A basic game, sure, but a great one under the right circumstances.

“Steve, truth or dare?” Jonathan asked.

“Truth.”

“Oh, come on, don’t be a bore!” Robin exclaimed. She might be a bit more tipsy than the rest of you. You had noticed her drinking a bit more on the way here than usual and you could only assume it was to build up her courage to spend the night with her crush, Vickie.

“Fine, Byers. Dare.”

He pretended to think for a few seconds before a smirk formed on his lips. “I dare you to make everyone here laugh as quickly as possible.”

Steve huffed. “I thought you’d make it a challenge, come on! Everyone knows I’m the funniest here!”

You chuckled at Robin’s exclaimed denial, Nancy and Eddie agreeing with her. Somehow though, Steve managed to embarrass himself enough for all of you to be laughing your arses off. Reluctant to admit it, that was a point to Steve. You must all have had a bit too much to drink.

“Nance, truth or dare?” you smiled.

“Truth.”

“What are your kinks?” you asked. Her eyes widened, gaze jumping to Jonathan.

“Er— I,” she stuttered, trying to hide the blush on her cheeks. “I suppose I like being dominant?”

Eddie laughed, clapping his hands together. “Who would’ve guessed!?” His gaze jumped between Steve and Jonathan. “And I’m guessing one of these two likes to be sub, then.” The both of them began to flush, muttering some sort of explanations. It all fell on deaf ears.

“Knew it, by the way,” you smiled, meeting Eddie’s skeptical gaze.

“You did not.”

You took another swig, shaking your head. “Whatever, at least I know your kinks.” Robin and Steve exclaimed simultaneously, shooting you skeptical looks.

“How do you know Eddie’s kinks?” Robin shouted, chuckling with disbelief.

Steve wiggled his eyebrows, looking between the two of you. “I think you know exactly how.”

Eddie spluttered, waving his hand. “No, no— y/n and I have never hooked up, so don’t you all go getting any ideas now!” He shook his head vigorously, looking at his drink before meeting your eye with a raised eyebrow.

“How do you know though?” Vickie asked.

You nodded at his jeans. “Your handkerchief. If I’m not incorrect it stands for sadism and masochism.” Your grin grew with Eddie’s. A round of exclamations and whoops went around the fire, everyone turning their gaze to Eddie. ��Would I be incorrect?”

He chuckled. “You are not, y/n.”

“Pain, huh?” Jonathan asked.

“So you know what it is.” Eddie grinned, standing up and spreading his arms. “Yes, pain.” His eyes were pinned on you, his pupils blown wide. “With the right amount, right kind and enough of time — it’s its own kind of high. Pure bliss.”

Steve nodded at Eddie, being sat down again, “I believe you, man.”

“Alright,” Vickie brought her hands together, bringing the group’s attention to her. “Steve, what turns you on?”

“What, not even going to ask me truth or dare?” he questioned, slurring slightly.

She shook her head. “Nope, I needed to ask the question.”

“It only takes a girl looking in his direction for him to get turned on,” Robin laughed, the rest of you joining in. Steve tried to hide his blushing cheeks behind his hands.

“I don’t know, man,” he slurred. “Someone funny, I think? Oh, and tattoos!”

“Like Nancy,” Robin said.

You nodded along, wiggling your eyebrows, “Or Jonathan.”

Jonathan shook his head. “I’m not, in any way, funny.”

“I bet you could still turn me on though.”

That led to more laughter and shouts. Man, the alcohol was really kicking in nicely now. Robin’s gaze turned to you, mischievousness in her eyes.

“I know what turns y/n on.”

You feigned betrayal, clutching your hands to your heart. “I thought it was Steve’s truth!”

She grinned at you, “Oh, it was. But now I dare you to tell us yours.”

You rolled your eyes half-heartedly, downing the rest of your drink. “Fine,” you bit out, flipping her the bird. “I like guitarists. Well— musicians in general, but especially guitarists.” A few oohs made their way around the group. Your eyes jumped to Eddie, only to find him already staring intently at you, a slight grin on his lips. You grinned back, ignoring the way your cheeks began to burn.

“How does that turn you on, though?” Jonathan questioned, taking a swig from his drink.

“It’s the hands, my dear Jonathan.” You stood up and gestured with your hands, showing him how they flexed when they clenched and unclenched. “The veins, the muscles. So easy to imagine what they can do to you. To your body.”

“God, you’re going to turn me on now,” Robin chuckled.

You spun around to face her with a grin. “That’s what I’m saying! Hands are the secret. The things they can do.” You faced Nancy, walking up to her, bowing and extending your hand. “It can be gentle like, courteous, almost.” You let hand fall to her shoulder, cold against her skin. A finger made its way down her arm to her wrist — featherlight in its touch — ending when you took ahold of her hand and pressed a gentle kiss against her knuckles. You smiled at the way her breath exhaled. You spun around and stepped towards Eddie. The alcohol was making you bolder than usual tonight, it seemed.

“Or— it can be dangerous, controlling, more sexual.” Your fingers traced Eddie’s jaw, feeling the muscles beneath it. His brown eyes were pinned on yours, mouth slightly agape. You took ahold of his chin and dragged him to his feet so his head was level to yours. You could feel his breath on your face as you leaned closer to his ear. “I can do so much with yet so little, and make you feel amazing. Simply by using my hands,” you whispered. “And I bet you know a thing or two as well, guitar boy.”

A hand made its way down his chest and pushed him down into his seat again. You took note of his wide pupils as you turned back to your own seat.

“I, er— wow,” Steve muttered. You chuckled at his breathless tone. Seems like you weren’t the only one to admire a musician’s hands.

“You’re a drummer, though, right, y/n?” Vickie questioned, eyes a bit dazed.

You ducked your head, clearing your throat. “Yes, yes, I am. That is why I do know how to use my hands.”

“You don’t get distracted when you play with others, then?”

You shot her a look of disbelief. “You don’t get turned on when you're near a girl's boobs, do you, Vickie?”

“Touché,” she chuckled.

Jonathan cleared his throat, bringing the attention to him. “Robin,” he said, meeting her eye. “Truth or dare?”

“Well, since everyone else here has been so boring, I choose dare.”

Jonathan’s smile widened as he glanced at Vickie. “I dare you to kiss the person you find hottest.”

Robin’s own smile dropped and she shot a scathing glance at the giggling teenagers. She ducked her head in exasperation, biting out a “fine,” and downed the rest of her drink — probably for courage. She turned her gaze to Vickie beside her, question written in her eyes. She let her hand rest against Vickie’s cheek before pressing their lips together. Cheers erupted around the fire and you couldn’t help yourself from letting out a laugh. Finally, you thought.

“Wow,” Vickie breathed, a smile gracing her lips. “That was—“

“Yeah.” Robin’s own smile matched Vickie’s.

“Eddie,” Steve exclaimed with a smug expression. “Truth or dare?”

His gaze jumped to you, answering Steve absentmindedly, “Dare.”

“Alright, y/n happens to have told us some things that you apparently own.” Everyone’s gaze turned to Eddie’s surprised face. His gaze turned accusing, but you feigned innocence with a smile. “I need to know— what do you use your handcuffs for?”

Eddie choked on his drink and you had to fight to hold in your laugh. You had seen the handcuffs hanging beside his bed when you came over to him a while ago. You remembered telling Steve and Robin about them, wondering what in the hell he used them for — even if you did have a hunch. It seemed as if you would finally get your answer.

“I thought this was a dare?” Eddie asked.

“Fine, I dare you to show us what you use them for?”

He sighed, chuckling half heartedly, “I don’t know if this is the right time for that.”

“Hey!” Robin exclaimed, “You got the dare, you gotta do the dare!”

Eddie’s brown doe eyes turned to you, begging for help. You usually would have done what he wanted, rescued him out of kindness. But you were curious. You enjoyed seeing him sweat like this. It only made you wonder what on earth the handcuffs really were for. You felt like teasing him, tonight. You felt dangerous. You had gone this far already, so why not go further?

You slowly shook your head, eyes still set on Eddie’s. “I’m afraid you’re on your own for this one, Eddie.”

He sucked in a breath, ducking his head. “I use the handcuffs— as restraints.” You let out a breathless chuckle. He really was a kinky motherfucker, huh?

Steve narrowed his eyes, looking helplessly around for any clue. “What do you mean?”

“What I mean,” Eddie snapped, clearly embarrassed at this point, “Is that I use them during sex.”

Knew it.

Jonathan fully spit out his drink, Nancy having to pound him on the back for him to not choke. Robin and Steve had the same shocked expressions on their faces. What had they expected, really?

Vickie let out a loud laugh. “Sex? Really?” Eddie ducked his head, shaking it. “You’re turning out to be more interesting than I thought.”

“Knew you were kinky in bed, Eddie,” you said, smugness written all over your features. He narrowed his eyes, looking you up and down, head tilted.

“I would assume the same for you.”

You let out a laugh, meeting his eye. “Guess you’d have to find out.”

Robin cleared her throat, bringing your gaze to her. You gave her a questioning look. “You can keep flirting later when we’ve finished playing.”

Your breath hitched, feeling your cheeks start to heat up immediately. Flirting was one thing, but being called out on it and actually having to acknowledge you were doing it? A completely other thing. You dared a glanced at Eddie and he looked as flustered as you felt. You chose to just ignore what was said and move on.

“Jonathan,” Steve said, “Truth or dare?”

“Er, yeah— truth.”

“Who of us here do you want — or have ever wanted — to fuck?”

Jonathan’s eyes widened, jumping around the fire. “What are with these questions, man?”

“Come on, Jonathan,” you laughed, his eyes moving to yours. “We’re drunk, we’re having fun. Why not?”

Jonathan groaned, “Fine.” His gaze moved to every person again, this time more careful. He swallowed his nervousness, taking a deeper breath. “Well, Nancy, of course.”

“There must be more than just her.” Steve leaned closer to him. “Even I can name more than one here I’ve wanted to fuck.” You eyebrows shot up as you glanced over at Steve.

“Like whom?” Jonathan asked.

“Well, er— it’s not really my truth, is it?” Steve muttered, scratching the back of his neck.

Eddie took a swig of his drink, shaking his head. “Nuh-uh, no getting away with this, Stevie.” His brown eyes burned in the light of the fire. “Pray tell, who here have you wanted to fuck?”

Steve sighed, accepting his defeat. “Fine,” he bit out. Eddie winked at him, pleased with himself. Steve avoided everyone’s gaze as he started to name everyone as quickly as he could. “Nancy, Jonathan, y/n and Eddie, — and Robin — before I knew, that is. I also believe I was briefly attracted to Billy at some point.” The corner of your lips started to tug up as you looked over the Eddie, a grin on his face as well.

“Billy?” Nancy exclaimed.

“You’re really trying to collect us all, huh, lover boy?” you teased, winking at him. Steve groaned, burying his face in his hands.

“Wait, does that mean all of us have turned Steve on at least on one point?” Eddie laughed. You snorted, his gaze to gliding to yours.

“I mean, all it would take is cracking a joke and Steve will be creaming his pants,” Robin laughed, leaning heavily on Vickie. A hiccup escaped her lips. You didn’t know exactly how much she had drunk tonight, but you doubted she would remember much tomorrow.

Steve leaned forward, extending an accusing finger in her direction. “Listen, you butthead. I cannot help with whom I’m attracted to! I didn’t choose you all dumbasses.” Robin gave him a blank stare, pouting lightly. “What?” he asked.

“I just cannot believe you would call me a butthead,” she muttered, trying to fight her smile. He threw his arms up in exasperation, standing up to try to get rid of the nervous energy in his body. “So harsh, Stevie.”

“You wound me, Steve.” Your hands clenched over your heart, hurt written across your features. You fell back on the ground behind the log, leaves ruffling beneath your feet. You sprung to your feet, a big grin on your face, and met Eddie’s gaze. You watched the fire being reflected in his brown eyes, an almost dazed smile on his face. God, he really was beautiful.

“Really, Steve?” Eddie questioned. “The King of Hawkins High wanted to fuck the Freak?” Steve flashed him a sarcastic smile, before scoffing at you. It only made your grin grow.

Jonathan cleared his throat. “Okay, alright— Steve wants to fuck us all, got it.” Steve groaned yet again from his seat, muttering curses you couldn’t quite catch. Jonathan’s smile widened.

“Moving on—,” Nancy said, bringing her hands together and turning her gaze to you. “I believe it’s y/n’s turn.”

“Yeah,” Steve agreed, his lips tugging up. “Truth or dare?”

You shot a nervous glance at Eddie, his brown eyes already set on yours. His hair was a ruffle of locks, carefully draping over his shoulders. The corner of his lip was tugged up in a half smile, something you happened to find very attractive. God, you dreaded what truth you would have to reveal to your friends — but you feared whatever the dare would be more.

“Truth,” you smiled, gaze still set on Eddie. Robin shot a mischievous glance at Steve, a nod passing between the two of them. Oh god, you did not like this.

“Alright, y/n,” she said. “When — and more importantly, what — was your last sex dream?”

And there it was.

You furrowed your brows. “Oh, man.” You rarely remembered what your dreams were about. Your last sex dream? “I gotta be honest, Robin, I don't even remember.” Your gaze shifted to Steve. “Or know what it was about, for that matter.”

Robin started to shake her head, but Steve was quicker. “I don’t believe you, y/n,” he said, gaze jumping to you. “I think you just don’t want to reveal anything embarrassing.”

Your eyebrows raised at his accusation. “I am serious! I don’t know! Both of you know how bad my memory is.”

“Fine,” he grumbled.

Robin’s lip tugged up into a smirk. “Well, since y/n can’t remember, maybe we should help him out. Don’t you think, Stevie?” Steve’s lips immediately grew into a grin. Your eyes jumped between the two, narrowing. What were these two up to?

“An excellent idea,” Vickie quipped.

“Don’t you start on this, too,” you bit out at her. “Traitors, all of you.” You dared a glance at Eddie, his grin just as shit-eating as the rest of them and eyes seeming very curious.

“So, tell us. What was it?” Nancy leaned forward, a hand on Jonathan’s arm. You shot a warning glance at Robin — which she either didn’t notice or pretended not to — even though you had no idea of how she would know you’d had a sex dream. Unless— you prayed you hadn’t said anything.

“Last night, when y/n and I slept over at Steve’s, he was dreaming.” She shot a glance at Steve, whom’s grin only widened. “And we heard him say—“

“Oh, Eddie—” Steve moaned, bursting out into laughter with the rest of them.

Your mouth fell open, completely in awe. Blood immediately rushed to your cheeks — a clear sign of your flustered state. You couldn’t believe you had said that. You tried hiding your face between the fingers of your hands. It was to no avail. The laughter kept going, drowning out all other sound.

You dared a glance at Eddie between the gaps of your fingers. You were terribly afraid of how he would react to this. Would he be disgusted? Awkward? Wanting to end your friendship? You didn’t want to endanger your relationship with him. Maybe you could play it off as just a physical thing, rather than the emotional attachment you seemed to have formed. You expected some sort of comment, at least — a snarky insult slung at you.

But when you met his eye you knew there would be none of that. He wasn’t looking at you weirdly, or any differently than normal. His eyes were blown wide, astonished in their expression, mouth agape. It was as if he couldn’t believe you would be attracted to him. But that’s impossible, right? There was no way he could think that.

“Are you sure the two of you haven’t hooked up, because it sounded way too real,” Robin laughed. She hiccuped again, almost laying on Vickie at this point. You absentmindedly shook your head, still holding Eddie’s gaze. His eyes really were beautiful. The way they shone in the sun, always full of mischief and always so curious. You loved that about him.

“I think I need to get her to bed,” Vickie said, glancing around. Nancy nodded with her and offered to help Robin to their tent. Jonathan and Steve’s eyes met, a nod passing between them before standing up and excusing themselves for the night. You gave them a scathing glare. This was not over.

It was now only you and Eddie left — him staring intently at you and you desperately avoiding his gaze. You waited for him to drop the insult, the comment. Anything that showed that he truly had no feelings for you.

“You—” he started, fiddling with the rings on his fingers. “You had a sex dream about me?”

“Er, well— I mean, it seems so?” Your mind drew a blank. What could you even say to that?

Before Eddie could stop himself he dragged a hand down his face. “But why— why me, though?” Your eyes widened, full of disbelief. Why not him? Did he not know how attractive he was?

“Eddie, you’re hot as fuck.”

A chuckle escaped his lips, almost humourless, shaking his head. You shot to your feet, not really sure what to do. You really weren’t good with feelings.

“What I mean is, Eddie, you’re an incredible person.” You smiled, softening at his gaze. “You never fail to make me laugh — whether you’re being an annoying dork or unnecessarily sweet. I don’t think you understand how much I really care about you.”

“You really think so?” he whispered, brown eyes on you.

“Yeah,” you breathed, moving to sit beside him.

“So, you have a crush on me?” His smile turned smug and the familiar glint returning to his eye. There he was. My Eddie.

“What?” You rolled your eyes and fought against the urge to move away from him again. “I never said that.”

“You implied it. Plus, how could you not? I mean, I am amazing.” He gestured to himself, grinning widely.

“Amazingly an asshole, maybe,” you snapped. He may be beautiful, but he was amazing at being a pain in your ass.

He shrugged, fighting against the tug of his lips. “Only fitting for an incredibly idiotic man, I suppose.”

“Did you just call me an idiot?

“I called you incredible,” he breathed, turning to face you. His gaze jumped all over your face, unsure of what to do. You had flirted before, but it had always been more discreet and disguised in between insults. Never had you been this open and forthright with each other. It was terrifying, you had to admit. But you let yourself relax, involuntary leaning closer to him, your gaze studying every detail of his face without shame.

His hand tentatively reached for you cheek, almost too scared to touch you. But as soon as you leaned into the touch, he gripped harder, his fingers reaching behind your neck. You felt him gently tug you closer and you almost fell against him in your hurry to reach him.

You kissed him hard, with everything you had and had not yet said to him. Everything you couldn’t say to him. He responded with an equal amount of enthusiasm, pushing you back. You realized this was not so much different from your verbal spats, but instead it was dominance you were fighting for. You gripped his hair, tugging lightly at the same time as you bit down on his lip. His mouth fell agape and he practically moaned at the sensation, sounding so sensual you had to pause. Masochist and touch starved? Boy, you’d have your hands full with him. He pulled away, breathing heavily and pupils blown wide.

“God, I’ve wanted to do that for a long time,” you breathed, letting the corners of your lips tug up into a smile.

“Was it like that in your dream?” Eddie asked. He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, failing to keep the grin from his face.

“Hmm, I don’t know. Maybe we should try to recreate it.” You narrowed your eyes, matching Eddie’s smirk. “The whole dream.”

“That sounds like a brilliant idea.”

“I generally do have brilliant ideas.”

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ironwhoore · 2 years

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hiya! I don’t know if you’re still up for writing? but if you are I have this one request with eddie x reader

in which they’re best friends (in love with each other) and reader and him are polar opposites? And that’s exactly why he likes her but one day a new student shows up and is an exact copy of eddie (metalhead and all) and they start spending more time together than eddie and reader? and well things are a bit angsty but it all ends with fluff?

yes this is really cute and im always up for writing eddie fluff 😩

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summary: you've had feelings for your best friend for a bit but when he starts hanging out with another girl and drifting away from you, you don't know if he even wants to hang out with you anymore. (also i added chrissy, eddie, and reader as a friend trio because we were robbed of the eddie and chrissy dynamic)

warnings: jealousy??? (idk if that needs a warning but there you go)

pairings: eddie munson x jealous!reader

"but eddieeeeeeeeeeee!" you whine, you've been trying to coerce him into letting you try some of the 'special k' that your guys' best friend chrissy said made her chill out quite a bit,

"no! you get high as fuck after like 2 hits of a joint! this shit will make you feel like you're in a different plane of existence!"

"you gave some to chris!"

"she told you about that? ugghh she can't be going around telling people that i sell ketamine!" he groans,

"eddie all three of us are best friends she's gonna tell me you gave her ketamine. oh and here's a golden idea, maybe you shouldn't be selling ketamine?" you say with an obvious tone,

"i have to make money somehow!"

"eddieee pleaaaseeeeeeeee?" you look at him with puppy dog eyes, "i'll pay double for it even!"

"i am not giving you ketamine."

"chrissy said it helped her a lot and that she wants some more!"

"if chrissy finished that bag already she needs a lot of help," eddie jokes, "look, we have movie night tomorrow right? ask if she'll bring what she has left and we will all have some. because i am not dealing with you high as fuck alone."

"ugh whatever edward." you pout,

"pouting doesn't work with me, sweetheart. you can have some tomorrow."

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you rode to school with chrissy ranting about how excited you were for movie night, she couldn't believe eddie was actually letting you have some ketamine, but she wanted to see what your reaction would be.

when you two pulled into the school parking lot you jumped out of the car excited to bug eddie, so you grab chrissy by the arm and drag her into the cafeteria where he usually sat with hellfire before classes started. eddie was there with hellfire, but there was a girl who sat to his left, laughing. in the spot you usually sat in. you look over at chrissy, "who's that?" jealousy blooming through your veins, you shouldn't be jealous because you and eddie were just friends. but you've had feelings for him ever since last year, and this girl was a complete match for him. black sabbath t-shirt and tattoos.

"uhh i dont know, maybe she's new."

you both walk over to the table "hey eds!" you sit in the chair on his right.

"hey y/n! this is adelaide!" eddie introduces you to the girl and she puts her hand out which you reluctantly shake,

"hey adelaide." you grit out, and you notice the venom in your words was noticeable as the girl and everyone else's faces drop.

"you alright?" chrissy asks,

you turn to her and form a tight lipped smile, "mhm," you hum, "i'm good. golden!" your jaw clenches in jealously, this goes unnoticed by you but chrissy notices and grabs your arm muttering a quick ‘excuse us for a second’ pulling you aside,

“what’s up?” she asks,

“what?”

“you look like you’re going to jump across eddie and murder adelaide, what’s wrong?”

“nothing.” you grit out,

chrissy quirks and eyebrow at you, you’re a bad liar.

“i’m just jealous.” you mumble,

“y/n, eddie just met adelaide you don’t need to worry about her, i guarantee she’s nothing to worry about.” she tries to soothe, which makes you feel a little bit better. eddie just met this girl so there was really no reason to be so jealous.

“yeah okay.”

you went back to the table and conversation flew by and it was time to get to first period, which went with you eyeing eddie down the whole time. which led to the predicament you got yourself into in 4th period, he grabbed your arm and dragged you to the janitors closet,

“what the hell is your problem y/n?”

“excuse me?” you say taken aback, what was your problem? “eddie you were practically making heart eyes towards that new adelaide chick at breakfast today!”

his mouth adopts a bit of a smirk, “okay? why do you care?”

“don’t fucking smirk at me like that!” god he was so hot annoying, “i don’t care eddie,” lie. i really don’t i just-it’s just you can’t-“ you start stammering trying to find a valid reason to be so upset with him,

“if you can’t find the reason you’re pissed at me and tell me by the end of today i’m not coming to movie night.” he says sternly, well that was one way for you to find the courage to tell him what was wrong. he storms out of the closet leaving you alone.

the next time you see him was in the hallways with adelaide at his hip. then you see him at lunch and he was sitting with adelaide again. she was in your spot. her hands are all over him, she literally just fucking met him. that’s the part that pissed you off the most, she just met him and she’s all handsy.

you walk up to the table and clear your throat, “hey eddie sorry to bother you right now since you’re uh-“ you look over to adelaide who’s rubbing her hands down his chest, “can i talk to you?” you grit out, “alone?”

“i’m bus-“ he’s trying to get a reaction out of you, that son of a bitch.

“now.” you say without thinking, “it’s important.”

“mhmmm yeah one second-“ you glare at him to which he rolls his eyes and stands from his seat and follows you into the janitors closet you two were in earlier,

“what’s up?” he asks,

“edward munson i sweartogod why are you letting her all over you?”

“why do you care y/n? you can’t get mad at me for simply hanging out with her.” he’s teasing you now. just trying to piss you off at this point, you know it.

“y’know what eddie? i was gonna tell you what my ‘problem’ was but if you’re gonna be a dick i’m not saying anything don’t even fucking bother coming tonight.”

to this his face grows serious, he thought you were a bit jealous but you seem pissed,

“hey i was just joking what’s up y/n?”

“i just- ohmygod eddie i-“ you didn’t think he would actually stay in here he’s usually stubborn as hell, “eddie i don’t know why but i don’t like seeing her all over you like that, it-it drives me fucking crazy.”

he’s smirking fully now and you wanna slap that smug look off his face but you keep talking,

“i think it’s because i wanted it to be me.” you say the last part quietly,

“because what?”

“it’s because i want it to be me!” you say loudly looking down at your feet, “i want to be right next to you in the hallways and i want to have more things in common with you, i mean she’s literally just like you eds!“ his face softens at the nickname, “and-and we barely have anything in common! so you’re probably bored of me and-“

“bored of you?” he says,

“yeah.” you look up at him,

“why would i get bored of you? you’re amazing and sweet and you’re gorgeous. yeah we don’t have much in common but that doesn’t mean i’d just up and leave because i met someone who likes the same shit as me.”

“you think i’m pretty?” you tease,

he grabs your chin and his face gets close to yours, “the prettiest.”

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