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relocatedheads · 1 year

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would you write eddie munson x fem!reader smut?

where eddie’s chilling in his girls‘s room, bored because she’s taking a shower. he’s kinda snoopin’ around & finds a pastel pink book. he’s curious & starts reading it, realizing it’s her diary. he skips to the last page, dated just a few days ago. his eyes widen, not believing what he’s reading about his innocent girl.

sure they had sex. and not that vanilla, too. but he would’ve never thought his girl had thoughts like that. on this very page, his girl wrote her hidden fantasies. things she never even thought of telling eddie, too embarrassed. she’s talking about how she wants to call eddie „daddy“, or be choked, be humiliated to the brim, be filled by his cum till he’s dry, want him to be in complete control. she wants to be fully submitted to him.

before he can put the diary away she comes out of the bathroom, catching him. he confronts her & she tells him how embarrassed she is etc. they talk it out & he reversals that some of the stuff she likes he likes too. then they make out & they try out some of the stuff.

Oh my god you're an evil genius, time I put my 4 years of journaling to good use! - also ive been working on this all week and the 'h' key on my keyboard keeps getting stuck and its making typing no longer fun :/

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Summary: ^^ the ask Pairing: Eddie x Reader Trigger Warnings: Smut / Embarrassment / hands on throats - no chocking Content Warnings: Diary Reading / blow jobs / impoliteness / shoe frontage / demands / deep throating / reader masturbation

MY EDDIE MASTERLIST BABY!!!!!!!

The space was as recognisable as the back of his hand, and as comforting as his denim vest: lightly coloured walls, cabinets around the room, shelves and counter tops filled trinkets and lifes memorabilia: photos of events, pretty candles, books, small trinkets of days out, wrist bands and broken watches that simply just meant too much.

Things changed every time he entered this space: photos changed frames, boxes gained new records, the cassette piles grew, and the books changed order.

Eddie clocked - while laying on your bed waiting for you to come back from your shower - that not only had the books changed but new ones were added. when he sat up to take a better look: there were 4 books, all identical sat up together leaning on a pile of published books.

The 4 were pink, all the same size, some slightly thicker, one especially thinner. All with individual dates written into their spines: 1983, 1984,1985, 1986. He weren't no idiot, his brain sorted that they were diaries.

He felt a twinge of pride for you to have the left out on display - almost like trophies, proud of your past. He knew a lot about you but you'd seemed to have never told him you wrote a diary. Eddie knew it was standard procedure you don't read people diary: just as you don't snoop in artists sketch books or dungeon masters binders. But who would he be kidding if he said he didn't wanna read it.

He thought a moment, concentrating and recognising the shower was still running. He didn't have to think too much, the boy was running on curiosity alone. Sat up on the edge of your bed, he leant over and pulled 1986 into his hands.

It started with him just flicking the pages: most of it empty; a few loose sheets tucked into the back; a pen clipped to the elastic closer. The filled side of the book was set out meticulously: a yearly planner already almost filled with exams, cheer practice, birthdays, appointments, dates with Eddie, every Tuesday marked with Hideout at 7, every odd Friday marked Hellfire!.

There was this warmness in his heart, knowing his life was just as important to you as it was for him. He believed every I love you, but know he understood every I love you.

He flicked through the book more: budget planners, goal pages, period trackers, and the body. Filled with your typical too-curly-to-read handwriting, every page filled line for line. Some sitting half empty signifying the end of an entry.

Eddie couldn't possibly understand what you had to write about for long that you wouldn't just tell him or your friends.

He found the dog eared page, the scruffily written date marking yesterday. Eddie smiled to himself, feeling a little giddy. He knew he shouldn't but he really couldn't stop himself.

As he read down the page: a recall of your date to the record store and diner, small notes of your gushing over Eddie's chivalry (he always thought holding doors open and little pet names were usual things), a detailed explanation of his outfit and how you loved it (he read that a few times, remember to wear his little thigh harness around you more often.). And as he continued to read, the writting felt less confident, as though there as a topic waited to be hinted at.

He skipped over to the next page and down it, finding a few words grabbing his eyes: touch myself, embarrassing, chocked, him, daddy.

His eyebrows rested in his hairline, eyes almost leaving his skull, the warmth on his checks wasn't imagined. He jumped back a few lines:

Jesus I feel 14 again. I dont know why he does this to me. I see him everyday, and yet im still pinning over him like he's some untouchable deity.

He reads down

We have sex so much but like every night I end up touching myself thinking about- its so embarrassing! I feel like ive been poisoned!! literally none of my friends are like this about their boyfriends!

yeah we all talk about sex but they all have usual sex and normal fantasies but like I feel like a deviant. if I ever told anyone what I really want they'd all look at me so weird

but if I think about sex with him about him all I can think of is his hands and his lips and his voice! and if Im actually honest with myself, all I want is him. I cant stop. ive got into this habit of thinking about him before I go to bed and like every night I touch myself to him.

literally seem like I cant just have him- and I so can but I want so much more!

like if I really thought about it: I'd love him to just use me, do whatever. He could fuck me, make me fuck him, cum in me, chock me, spit on me and I'd be so fucking happy!

Or like, my brain keeps thinking to what if we're fucking and someone hears or we're almost gonna get caught and it turns me on so much! I feel like a pervert.

Eddie felt himself hold his breath.. he was no prude, under his bed was riddled with lost porn mags, he know a lot about kinks and fetishes but something about hearing from you - sweet, quite, calm you- shit! He was getting all flustered.

And like also! keep calling him Daddy in my mind too - I dont know where thats come from but it feels so right! I just really want him to just have his way with me. I dont know how on earth I tell him this. this is so embarrassing.

Eddie was transfixed by your confessions: the sound of the water had slipped his ears. Let alone, he hadn't heard the floor creak and wind chance as you entered the room.

"Jesus babe! You scared me- can't make a guy jump like that!" He yelped, the towel hitting the bed making him jump back into real time.

You laughed at him at first... until your eyes danced around him... and what he had in his hand. You didnt need to ask to know. And almost instantly you felt your body tense, mind go blank and cheek redden. Hands sat in on each other, lips rolled in, eye popping out almost. "Um-"

Confident as ever, he laid back into your pillows, straightening out his legs, "Didn't know you thought like this, Sweetheart.." He started reading, "Kinda want him to fill me until hes dry-"

You leapt onto him - to be honest the word doesn't cut it. You practically jumped on him, trying to grab the book from him but he was swift... dodging your hands artfully as he continued reading. His light and teasing voice was harmonised by your loud commands for him to stop. The room had laughter too: Yours was embarrassment and his was humour.

After a particularly wobbly Eddie! he put the book down, giving you a perfect moment to sling it back onto your cabnit. "Please stop." You frowned.

"Awe sorry baby," He laughed, pulling you down for a cuddle, "It's really hot though." You whined, "It is! Fuck babe," He sighed, "I really didn't think you'd wanna do anything like that!" It surpassed you how he had this ability to never be ashamed or embarrassed about anything. He dipped his head into your neck, "Like being chocked, filled with my cum. fuck, even messy..."

"Shut up!" You leant up, hands flying to his face, coving his mouth and you were straddled to his hips. "I can't believe you- I'm so embarassed!"

"Why?" Earnest and lovie as he moved your hands down.

"You were never meant to find out..."

"Why, you know im into anything?"

"Embarassing."

"No its not."

"yes, it is."

"You know," he started rubbing your thighs, "I'd love to fuck you dumb, fill you up, have you all messy-"

Now you'd be lying if you said he wasn't affecting you- you were embarrassed but so secretly turned on. Your tummy tensed, the blood went to your head, your thighs stiffened. But still your embarrassment was bigger, "Stop making fun of me!"

"Baby baby baby" He cooed, pulling your hands from your face, "I promise i'm really not."

You whined at him, he mimicked you back, pulling you down for a delicate honest kiss. It was deep and slow, him offering his truth to you. And who wouldn't melt into that? His hands now found your hip and your neck, in to your lips his mumbled "Roll over."

You gasp as he rearranges you both, your back now to the bed, "Wanna try something." He sat up continuing, "We can't your little sexual fantasies now-" You squirm in embarrassment, "But" He began stroking your cheek in efforts to pull you out your head. "I wanna try something new.""

He leant down planting a sweet kiss to your lips though you tried to chase him for a second, he was already moving down into your neck, planting even sweeter ones there. You could never stay quiet for his sightly chapped lips and heavy hands - small mewls slipped from you. "Good girl." Quiet, practically breathed from Eddie.

"We can't try the public-people-home stuff, but" another neck kiss, "I do.." another kiss to the other side, "really like the idea" a kiss under your ear, "of having you fully submitted" a kiss to the shell of your ear "to me"

The way you gasp makes Eddie sure he's hit gold with you. As he talks, your hand in his hair pulls and squeezes more, "How about," He moves along to kiss your cheek, "I get you on your knees" Another kiss, "no pillow, because desperate whores don't deserve kind treatment." A light kiss to your lips, "And I let you blow me?" Another kiss, "But" Kiss "I'll be holding your head," He was now resting on his forearms, fingers lost in your hair, "Pushing and pulling you exactly how I want?" Another light kiss met with a hearty pull of your hair, "Fill that little mouth up with my cum."

God you were in heaven - how did you manage to get a boy like him. All you felt you could do was nod at him. A tap of your thigh and you were on the floor kneeling between his legs as he sat on the edge of your bed.

Looking up at him, the shy coy expression fell naturally on you, "Pretty girl, aren't you?" He complimented. "Get on with it then." It was like a switch was flipped.

Excitedly, you get his belt and jeans off. His dick was hard and pretty as ever - not too big but a little wide, a more red tint than the rest of him already bleeding pre cum.

You got personal with it, licking the beed off, replacing it with a kiss. Eddie couldn't help the sigh - you ruin him on the daily no matter what you do. You could get lost playing with his head. He helped by tucking your hair behind your ears, keeping his hands on your lower head and jaw.

The kisses turn into kitten licks met with you looking up at him, his spaced out satisfied look made you smile, "Shit- open your mouth for me."

Sat up a bit more, the head of is cock resting on your lower lip, palms lost behind his calves: you were ready to try something you never thought you'd get to. The hands in your hair pushing you down slowly, and pulled you back up even more delicately - he giving both of you the space to gauge how yous felt.

"Suck it a bit harder" You did. "fuck-you love this, don't you?" You nod.

It was really all he needed - he didn't even need verbal confirmation, just the feel of your nails in the backs of his legs and how your eyes were rolled back and closing was enough, not to mentions the light noises in your throat. He pushed you down with more force, hands now cupping your cheeks and jaw.

He didn't make you deep throat him - neither of you needed to go that far at the moment. The half of his dick that was still straining your jaw send your brains both tumbling.

Eddie yanked you off him with a rough tug to your hair pulling a throat whine out of you, "Shit babe- you're a little slut aren't you?"

You nodded dumbly, "For you- love you."

"I love you too," A thumb stroked your cheek, "Daddy loves you."

Maybe it was the name. Maybe it was the humiliating reminder he had read you diary. Maybe it was the whispering in the empty quiet house. Maybe it was just him. But you were sure he'd just written you off to hell. You felt a beed of slick drop from your cunt.

And Eddie practically felt it too: he could see the haze covering your pretty eyes and the cheeky smile that covered your face.

A thumb toyed with your lip, he continued, "Gotta get you a little collar with my name on it." And with that you basically purred at him. Eddie was sure he was lost in you as you started to barely suck his thumb.

He'd never had you so spaced and floaty. Sure you've both spoken through sex before but nothing like this, nothing so painfully skilled in what the other actually needs to hear. Sex had never felt so possessive until right now.

The sight of you both was like it was from a porno: you, puffy lipped, half lidded eyes and big breaths; Eddie, pointed look, panting, loved up eyes.

The other hand dropped from your cheek and sat around your neck back - the pressure alone made your eyes flutter - and the sight went straight to his dick.

He popped his thumb out your mouth and brung you up for a dirty, messy, deep kiss. No coordination, just lust. Teeth smacking teeth, uncomfortable postures, hands gripping and clawing where ever they could.

He pulled away, standing up as if to leave. But you whine is stopped when you see he leant against your cabinet. Very idolly, he picked up the diary searching for the place he left off on, commanding a "Come here" using his fingers to make a curling motion, not even bothering to look up at you. "Crawl" He sneers almost as you go to get up.

Granted the space wasn't so big so the crawl was more of an awkward on-you-knees- shuffle but boy did that embarrassment climb back up inside you. If this was with anyone else, the pang of embarrassment woulda been too much, but something in Eddies low murmured tone did something totally new to you. "You're a good little pet, aren't you?"

His eyes never left the book in front of him: flicking through pages, scanning for the right sentence. He began reading off again. Completely as though it was the Sunday news paper and not your kinkiest secret fantasies.

"Eddie stop-"

"You know thats not my name." Eyes still in the book, tone stern and cold. You positioned on your claves between his legs, just waiting. "Thought you liked this? I know this isn't as good as being caught but its pretty close, right?" Finally he looks over.

The sudden feeling of something under you made you squirm, "Go on," He continued, "Get yourself off while I read your silly little diary."

The feeling that swelled in your belly was indescribable. It was overwhelming, unignorable and life changing. Like a duckling to its mother, you blindly listened: beginning to slowly rub yourself on the top of his foot.

"Suck my cock too, Sweetheart." He completely disregards you, finally finding his place on the pages. But he didn't start reading until he could feel your lips kiss his cock head.

You try to loose yourself in kissing him and the weight on your tongue but the perching reminder of what he is reading keeps pulling you out. The blood in your ears and the cotton in your brain were getting thicker.

You felt a ring or two pull on the strands of your hair, your gasps causing you to suck his in harder. You felt the rings apply more of a push at certain points of Eddies reading.

It's all sort of too dirty to really feel like its real life. Nobody really experiences this stuff right? Like it's all just movie magic? Clearly not. Clearly somehow you'd hit the jackpot. Somehow in small little irrelevant Hawkins in the mid 80s, you'd met the jack pot.

The sound of a book hitting a surface pulls you from your slack, readjusting yourself back to the present, you felt two hands play with your hair with more intent.

"Fuck-you sure know how to suck a dick, don't you?" He tucked some behind your ear, making you look up at him "Who taught you that?"

"You-da-daddy." Jumbled delivery thanks to the cock in your mouth.

"Sorry couldn't hear you."

"da-daddy" You tried, but sadly coming out more like 'dabby' thanks to the 5 inch obstruction in your throat.

The palms by your ears tighten, "good" It was almost like an extended sigh, "You gonna take it? Tap me if it's too much, yah?" Serious and caring, you nod.

"Yes" You respond to the eyebrow raise, "Yes daddy."

"Good little thing, aren't you?" Another tuck of your hair, and he pulled your head back in opposition to his hips going forward. He was using you clearlessly, not yet pushing you down as deep as he could, but rather just enjoying your lightness.

The room enters a soundtrack of hisses and hums, some slurps and some groans.

"I told you to get yourself off." It wasn't rude but you felt like you were being told off. Your heart pinged in your chest.

It was annoying how good it felt. Yes your knees stung and the carpet has turned into staples but who cared. The hands behind your ears making you deep throat him were heaven, the foot under your clit was heaven, Eddies musky smell was heaven.

Hums and hisses turned into the sound of fabric rubbing and small 'fuck's and 'shit's. And at this rate the streams of dribble coming off your chin and too the floor was definitely anything but disgusting.

Looking up at him and seeing him looking down, heaven too. "Gonna cum in your mouth." You really couldn't help the whorish whine. "Don't swallow it."

Something about that single demand got you were you needed it too. The swelling between your legs seemed to his its peak, the sheen of sweat tripped and your body felt like it was burning. Finger burring into his thighs, tummy tensed: you came over his foot, eyes rolled into the back of your skull.

Eddie using this as the perfect moment to use you. Seeing a moment where you'd given him your everything, he gripped you harder and thrusted deeply into your throat.

Still in your post orgasm haze, the 2 boney hands drag you up by your arm pits, a leg helps keep you stood. "Open." You couldn't even see him at the moment, but you knew behind the black was a man staring at you with all his love.

So you did as he told. Mouth open, cum threatening to spill, "Good, swallow." There was a hand to your throat, and them butterflies danced again. And then there was a light press to your lips that helps bring your eyes back open.

Neither of you could help getting lost a bit in the other - this was a big step, a big new, a good thing too! Eddie broke your moment off and tucked you into his chest, coddling you.

"I love you"

"I-love- you too"

He laughed at your breathiness. "Can we have an actual conversation about this now"

"Gimme a minute- I think my brains all mush."

He laughed again and gave a kiss to your hair.

#help I wrote this all out and it didnt save and I could look at this point for like 2 weeks after.#but she is done!!#I hope ive done your ask well #this was fun!!!!#relocated heads ask #Eddie munson #Eddie Munson x reader #Eddie Munson smut #Eddie Munson fluf #Eddie Munson soft #stranger things smut #Eddie munson fanfiction #joesph Quinn smut #Eddie Munson ask #joesph quinn #st4 #Eddie Munson headcanons #joesph Quinn fluff #joesph Quinn fanfiction

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eddiephobic · 2 years

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DND EDDIE IS SO PERSONAL TO ME

#eddie munson #eddie munson stranger things #strangers things #eddie munson headcanons #joseph quinn #edward munson #joe quinn #eddie munson the hero #eddie munson aesthetic #eddie munson hair #stranger thing joesph quinn #eddie munson pov #eddie munson black girlfriend #d&d #DND EDDIE MUNSON #the D&D scene with Eddie is just so UGHHH #METAL HEADS WHO ARE NERDS

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axailslink · 2 years

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Eddie boyfriend hc

Absolutely loves when you play with his hair and scratch his head he usually finds it easy to sleep like this

Eddie is a tummy man he loves to lay on your tummy and kiss it if it's on show

Loves kissing you all over if he sees you feeling anxious he'll kiss your hand, neck, cheek, shoulder any skin he sees first

Loves to show you off to everyone

When he has a random outburst he grabs your hand and squeezes a bit to calm himself

Loves to "play" fight which always turns a bit more real when one of you hits too hard then you're just basically mauling each other around the trailer

Uncle Wayne once thought you two got into a heated fight when he came into the house to see you and Eddie all scratched up and yelling at each other when you were actually yelling over a movie

Petty arguments all the time nothing too big but you both apologize rather quickly

Have to physically tell Eddie to shut up because if not he'll talk your ear off at night

Eddie is a thigh man this man lives in your thighs as soon as you sit down some type of shorts or underwear he's following behind you like a puppy

Loves to listen to Metallica or any type of metal especially heavy metal while cuddling

Loses his shit when you want to know the name of one of the songs he's listening to it makes him smile from ear to ear

Goes all out and makes you a mixtape of his favorites to see if you like them too

This man cannot eat healthy for the life of him especially when summer strolls around and the trailer is hot without AC and he eats nothing but popsicles and ice

Forces you to wear his clothes because it makes him happy to see some one enjoys being around him

His trailer is basically a second home for you you're always in the home shoeless and barely clothed

When Uncle Wayne first caught sight of you in one of Eddie's shirts eating a popsicle in the living room the poor man almost had a heart attack but he grew to have you around (nearly every damn day)

Enjoy some of these hc's because I don't feel like making a new chapter for the kas theory fanfic...I'll do it eventually...~Axail

#eddie munson x male reader #eddie munson #stranger things #st #joesph quinn #eddie my boy #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson is hot as shit #eddie munson x reader #eddie x you #eddie munson x gn!reader #eddie munson x gender neutral reader #stranger things season 4 #stranger things fluff

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harringtons-cupid · 2 years

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Joe Quinn is soft and loving during sex even if you’re not his girlfriend, he enjoys sex.

His rings tingle against your skin, his hands around your throat. He kisses you cheeks till he gets to your lips as he squeezes. His fingertips trace the marks imprinted on your neck, kissing them as they move down your body.

He bites your thighs as he gets closer to your clit, his hands hold your thighs down as he licks softly. His tongue speeding up, making circular motions before sucking on your clit.

Your moans are music to his ears, he continues to move his tongue even after you’ve cum. Talking to you as his tongue slides down towards your opening, pausing before inserting it inside you.

After you’ve warmed up, he would replace his tongue with his finger. His rings hitting your opening as they moved in and out and of you, he would insert another fingers using his other hand to play with your clit.

Just as you were about to cum, he would remove all his fingers off you. Watching as your hips buck quickly, whimpering for attention. His cock would bounce out of his boxers, trace it down your stomach before rubbing it on your clit until you whined and moved it down inside you.

He’d gasp as he would slide inside you, playing with your clit as his rings touch your skin. His cock would throb inside you before he began thrusting, he would wait until you were moving your hips on his cock. Dying to be fucked.

Your nails would drag across his skin making him moan into your ear, his stubble beard would tickle against your neck as your bodies moved together.

Just at the point where you would cum, he’d slow down. Moving his body to look at you, his eyes focusing on you as he arched his body angling himself up inside you.

His tip hitting your soft spot, he’d moan as your legs would shake. Quickening his pace as he felt you cum on his cock, he’d whisper in your ear things like “god you feel so good” or “you’re so pretty”

He wouldn’t move as he came inside you, nibbling down on your neck leaving marks.

He wouldn’t suppress his moans, he’d call out your name loudly.

After sex, he’d hold you and trace your skin. He’d kiss you on your lips, checks and neck repeatedly until you giggled. He’d giggle too.

Stroking your skin until your sweaty, tangled bodies fell asleep together.

He’d mutter “I love you” in his sleep.

#joe quinn x y/n #joe quinn x reader #Joe quinn smut #Joe quinn #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn headcanons #joesph quinn

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girlblogger666 · 2 years

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Modern Eddie x Chrissy Headcanons 🤍

How my babies would thrive in our generation today 🥺

They would literally be labeled as the “alt boy” and “pastel girl” couple by all their friends

Even tho both of them believe labels are stupid

Eddie would still be an old soul

He doesn’t have any social media besides Instagram and it’s pretty much just pictures of Chrissy

Selfies of them posing like idiots in mirrors at the mall or just candid photos of Chrissy and the caption would be something like “my angel”

Chrissy would say the photo is horrible and beg for it to be deleted, but he never gets rid of any

Chrissys Instagram would be the shit

She uses a pink filter for all her posts

She’s definitely one of those clean girls that everyone aspires to be, so she’d have a little following on all her social medias

Making tiktoks all the time, especially dancing ones

Eddie hates tiktok but she always begs him to be in hers and he can’t say no

Chrissy would 100% listen to music like Fiona apple, Lana Del Rey, and anything else that sounds pretty

She’d own one of those record players from Urban Outfitters and Eddie would tease her for owning such a bad player

Eddie would have the same taste as he canonically does and claims that all the new modern music is “garbage”

Eddie’s wardrobe consisting of old band shirts and Chrissy always asking him what band he’s wearing

They both love going to the thrift store and seeing what cool things they can find

Eddie would love watching D&D livestreams

Along with owning and playing all the retro Nintendo games

While Chrissy is a HUGE animal crossing fan

Eddie would surprise her for her birthday by getting her a pink Nintendo switch

Eddie and Chrissy going on hunts for squishmallows

“Eddie, we need to find this pink cat!”

Chrissy always dragging eddie to Sephora to buy more Milk makeup products

Chrissy is an avid user of the “🥺” emoji whereas Eddie does not use emojis

Whenever they’re apart, they’ll sleep on the phone or be constantly texting

Their texts would look like this:

“I miss you so much ed 🥺🤍”

“It’s only been ten minutes since I left your house babe”

Eddie would pick up Starbucks for her every morning and If he can’t, he’ll Uber eats it to her

Her order is an iced white mocha and if he ever orders for himself it’s just a black Americano

Chrissy’s lock screen being a picture of her and Eddie kissing

They’d literally just be the cutest couple ever

Tysm for reading babies 🥺 reqs are open

#stranger things #chrissy x eddie #eddie munson #eddie x chrissy #chrissy cunningham #grace van dien #joesph quinn #stranger things 4 #eddissy #eddsy #stranger things 3 #stranger things headcanons #aesthetic

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rupsmorge · 2 years

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The Munson Boys

summary: just some headcanons of uncle wayne and eddie

fluff/comfort

an: this is my first thing for Eddie!! im v excited to start writing again

Uncle Wayne definitely used to take Eddie fishing to bond.

Now when Eddie needs to clear his head wayne takes him fishing- it's a rare occasion but he enjoys

I fully believe that the only reason Eddie has a buzzcut was because Wayne didn't know how to take care of his curls

Uncle Wayne goes to Eddie's concerts whenever he has the night off

Eddies always shocked when he sees his uncle but it warms his heart

When Eddie is struggling mentally, he steals his uncle's colonel or wears one of his flannels

Both are bit fans of beef jerky and eat it when watching their favorite game show together

When Eddie was younger, Wayne would taken him to the movie theater as often as possible

They bond over old western movies and popcorn now- I refuse to believe any differently

Uncle Wayne might talk shit but he loves every single mug Eddie has bought him over the years

Eddie isn't great at gifts but he trys

Uncle Wayne bought Eddie his first DND book as a Christmas gift

He slightly regrets it because now all the kids are in the living room on Friday nights

But he glad his nephew is so interested in DND and allowed Eddie to become the dramatic smartass he is

people who might enjoy this: @indouloureux @ddejavvu @ofwilliamandwalter @poppy-metal

#eddie munson #uncle wayne #eddie fucking munson #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson imagine #stranger things #joesph quinn #eddie munson x reader #eddie stranger things

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millie-multifics · 2 years

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Family (Not-So) Friendly Competition

Dad!Eddie Munson Headcannon

Eddie’s kids bring home the newest video game console.

Masterlist

x x x

Eddie was lounging on the couch, feet up with a cold beer clutched in his ringed fingers as he caught up on the newest hit Sci-Fi series.

He had spent a lot of his time recently in the studio with Corroded Coffin planning their new comeback album- something that was completely Corroded Coffin and was sure to capture interest of old and new fans.

He’s suspicious at first when your third and fourth youngest kids (both in their teens) attempt to stealthily sneak past him with his car keys

They’re relatively trust worthy so he shrugs it off and lets them go without giving them the third degree.

When they return 30 minutes later, Eddie is asleep on the couch.

So they get to work, hooking up their new Nintendo Switch to the shared family tv.

Eddie’s eyes flutter open in midst of the teens arguing over who gets the blue remote and who gets red.

“I was watching a show.” “You were asleep.” “I was resting my eyes… Don’t you have a tv in your room?”

You, the light of his life, had given your kids one condition before forking over the cash- it must be kept in the living room.

It was an attempt to spend more time with your youngest kids, and during your last child-free, friends night they had hijacked one of the other kids consoles out of interest- it turns out you were insanely good at Mario cart.

Eddie gets another beer than resettles on the couch to observe the kids new game.

It’s tame at first… then the competition kicks in.

Eddie leans his elbows on his knees to get a close look at the tv, trying not to get too caught up in the game.

Meanwhile both kids are standing only a few feet from the tv, concentration clear on both of their faces.

The closer they get to the finish line the more amped up they get.

Each weapons successful hit is met with a string of swear words and each win is met with loud cheers.

Eddie knows that he should be scolding them for foul language but he’s having to bite his own tongue at this point.

“Alright, my turn.”

The teens take turns racing their father, teasing him when they beat him in the first few rounds.

He picks up quickly on the small cheats and tricks, his chosen character, Bowser, leaving Mario and Princess Peach in the dust

When you arrive home it is absolute chaos.

“You cheated!” “I didn’t cheat, I just happened to fly right over you and crossed the finish line before you!”

“Maybe we should get more controllers? Then we can all play together.”

The room lit up at your suggestion, all animosity brought on by the game instantly evaporating.

The kids were out the door and waiting in the car before either parent could blink.

“You okay with driving? I’ve had a couple beers.” Eddie kisses you on the cheek before spinning you back toward the door.

“Of course and we could grab pizza on the way home? Then show our kids the real meaning of Munson Family competition.”

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lokisivy · 11 months

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Thinking about dark/mean/scary Eddie Munson, I mean this man definitely isn't nice, but when he meets the reader he starts to get fluffy and soft his friends notice so he starts acting mean & rude and she starts hating him and being a bitch to him so he starts to hate her. She takes it too far with insults during dnd, and he kicks her out of hellfire. they get assigned a project togther for a class. Get into each others nerves one time so they have angry sex🤭😏

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multifandom006 · 2 years

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Dating Eddie Munson

-Eddie is a cuddly baby, he's the little spoon most of the time but he does like to be big spoon once in a while.

-PDA and a lot of it, Eddie will randomly give you kisses, lips cheek head. he will do it any chance he gets.

-When its just the two of you Eddie will either be a clingy baby, or very VERY touchy.

-He loves giving neck kisses, and will leave hickeys and when he does Eddie always acts so proud of himself.

-This man LOVES seeing you wear his hellfire shirt it drives him crazy, he always gives it when you ask to wear it out.

-Eddie goes all out on date nights, he wants you to have fun and to enjoy yourself, cute little dinner dates under the stars and a few movie dates too.

-SEX he is a dom in the bedroom, soft and rough, the handcuffs come to good use.

-when it comes to sex, he will sometimes let you take control but that only lasts a little because Eddie just wants to see you beg under him.

-Eddie is the biggest sweetheart with aftercare, he cleans you up and makes sure to run you a bath after as well, he always uses your favourite scents as well.

-Yes Eddie is protective. He hates when other guys look at you like you're a raw piece of meat, but he knows you are his so he tries not to worry about it since he has seen you kick someones ass.

-Eddie enjoys doing your make up, he finds it amusing and entertaining. He does a really good job when he does it.

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dylanmunson · 2 years

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/ Joe takes a liking to you \ part two

part one is here + here | p2 wattpad | p3 / wattpad \ tumblr /

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so people liked the last part and asked for a part two, so here you go! word vomit

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After having sat and chatted with joe for a bit, i found my friends and we wondered the centre chatting to the other celebs there and asking for a cheeky selfie when possible. When in the autograph hall, while talking to one of the older doctors from doctor who, i see a guard and a few others walking over to the celeb greenroom door. I pop my head around and try work out whos coming our way, when i see the little mob of brown curls. "oh my god joe!" someone says "could i get a selfie?" the girl asks, the man nods moving slightly to get a selfie with the younger fan. "have a wonderful rest of your day" he smiles, giving the girl a hug. "Hi guys" he grins over and me and my friends, "how are you joe?" one of them smiles asking, walking closer to him. He nods chuckling "im good, thank you love" he smiles, the guard motions for him to hurry along. "could we get a quick selfie?" Lily asks, he smiles softly nodding "of course, yeah come here" he smiles wrapping his arms around lily and theo taking a selfie. He gives them both a hug smiling "we still on for?" "yeah!" i smile, nodding at the man, he nods a red wave coming over his cheeks. "i'll see you later" he chuckles, sending us all a wave before disappearing behind a door.

"oh my god" lily chuckles looking at me "what?" "i know you said but jesus" she giggles. "joseph has a crush" theo grins, i shake my head "stop it" i grin "lets see ya selfie" i grin taking lilys phone looking at the photo, "thats so fucking cute" i smile handing her the phone. "so happy we got this" theo chuckles, getting lily to send him the selfies that were taken.

We head out after that, deciding to go sit outside, it nearing the end of con anyway. Once outside we sit on the ground and begin talking about the day and our plans for the next comic con, when a group of people all start coming out from the building "looks like hes started the signing" theo chuckles taking a drag of his cig. Fans coming out with their signed photos smiling and fangirling. "so glad we got ours this morning" i mumble, playing with my ice lolly stick.

unknown number: Hi, just finishing up, meet me at this entrance (insert a different entrance to the building?!) in 20minutes? xx

i grin at my phone, knowing that its Joe, before texting back "see you in 20 joseph!x" "whats got you all smiley?" Lily grins "oh is it" i nod, "meeting him in 20" i sigh covering my face, not quite believing this is happening, it all feeling abit mental. "woo go y/n" lily grins, finishing her cig.

10minutes later, Lily and Theo are leaving to catch the train home, waving them off as they go into the station i smile as they get on the train thats at the platform, before pulling my phone out,

To Joseph: im gonna start making my way to the entrance! see you in a few x

i dont get a response, not that i mind though. I make my way to the entrance making sure im in the right place, when a guard comes out "hi is this the (insert entrance name) entrance?" i smile looking down at my phone then back up at the taller man. He nods his head "you were with that Joe guy? he's got like another 20 people in the queue" he chuckles lighting his cig that he had pulled out. "oh thats fine! he just told me to meet him here" i smile, he just nods his head looking down at me.

It soon hits the end of con, but i knew i'd likely be waiting a little longer, i sit down on one of the steps and play a game on my phone to pass the time.

Another 15minutes later and the door is opening, i turn and see a smiling Joseph with his sunglasses on. "hey" he grins pulling me into a hug. "Hi" i chuckle wrapping my arms around his middle, as his are around my neck. "You ready?" i nod smiling, he pulls away from the hug, lightly putting his arm over my shoulder as we begin to walk to a pub.

We get stopped by some girls wanting photos, which Joe happily stops to take before entering the pub, then making our way into the beer garden finding a bench to sit at. "So how was your day" i grin at the man in front of me, he chuckles nodding licking his bottom lip. "busy" he sighs "but good" he smiles, pulling out a cigarette pack, offering me one "i dont smoke" i chuckle "oh i uh" "no no its fine! you do whatever, im not bothered by it" i smile softly, he nods "sure?" he mumbles placing one in between his lips "positive" i smile, he nods then lights the cigarette, below taking a drag and blowing the smoke in the opposite direction to us.

"tell me about yourself sweetheart" he smiles, flicking the ash into the ash tray, "oh god" i laugh "i uh" i sigh before telling him about myself, listing off my birthday, siblings, hobbies and things "sorry im not very interesting" i chuckle "do you want a drink?" he nods "i'll get it!" he smiles finishing his cig, putting the butt into the ash tray, "sit down" he laughs getting up"joeeee" i sigh, he grins sticking his tongue out a little "whatcha want?" "surprise me" i grin hiding my face he chuckles before disappearing into the building.

"how is this real what the actual" i sigh, running a hand through my hair.

from Joseph♡⚃: Miss me yet?

To Joseph♡⚃:your literally inside!

from Joseph♡⚃ :i'm hurt ):

To Joseph♡⚃: oh poor baby ;)

I grin down at my phone, not getting a text back amusing he's on his way back to the table, "im honestly so hurt" he chuckles putting the drinks down, "oh poor baby" i grin up at the man, as he places a hand on his chest and pouts. "hey no" i chuckle shaking my head "you wound me sweetheart" he giggles. THE FUCKING GIGGLE. "oh joseph joseph joseph" i sigh shaking my head, taking a sip of my drink. He smirks taking a sip of his own drink.

The conversation going from there, with flirting mixed in, I check the time and sigh causing Joseph to frown "hey whats up?" he mumbles, with a cigarette in between his lips. I shake my head finishing off my drink "its just getting late is all" i smile softly, he nods lighting the cig before bringing it away from his mouth. "i mean" he says shrugging "what you thinking quinn" i chuckle. "i mean" he chuckles "this doesnt have to end here" he grins, the red returning to his cheeks as he tries to hide, taking a drag of his cig.

I raise an eyebrow at the man "whatcha thinking joey" "no dont" he chuckles "dont what?" "not joey" he laughs, THE LAUGH. "sorry joseph" i grin. "I mean" he says clearing his throat and leaning forward, "if you wanted to" he says putting his hand, that isnt holding his cigarette, on top of mine "you could come back to mine?" he says getting a bit awkward. Like yano in that interview where hes tryna read the twitter usernames, like that, but cuter with more blushing. Adorable, this man is fucking adorable.

"Im not hinting at anything either" he sighs, taking a drag "just yano, coming back, maybe watching a film, few more drinks, i can order you a cab a little later on" he rambles, to the point that his freshly lite cigarette is now mostly ash. I bite my bottom lip looking at the adorable man in front of me. "i mean, if you dont mind having me over" i shrug, he chokes on nothing, before clearing his throat again. "of course not" he smiles, flicking the ash from his cigarette before stomping it out completely. "shall we?" he smiles, finishing his drink and standing up, holding a hand out for me. "we shall" i grin getting up taking his hand.

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a few hours later, half way through a movie and half a bottle of white wine later, we're dancing around his living area. Well i say we i mean, im sat on the sofa laughing trying not to spill my drink while joe is dancing around trying to get me to join him (im picturing the dancing from the film make up) "nooo" i giggle as he pulls me up with him, he grins pulling me into his chest, placing my glass down on the coffee table and swaying back and forth.

"so pretty" he grins, licking his bottom lip. "ohhh shh yooouu" i giggle hiccuping, clearing having had some what to much to drink. "so so pretty" he chuckles, cupping my face in his left hand, his right hand finding its place on my waist. "you so so pretty joseph" i giggle hiccuping. He shakes his head "nu uh" he grins, looking from my eyes to my lips. "joeeee" i giggle, arms around his neck "can i.." he sighs the rocking back and forth coming to a stop. I nod my head, looking up at his beautiful brown doe eyes, licking my bottom lip.

He sighs softly, moving his left hand to the nape of my neck, threading his fingers through my hair and pulling me into a kiss, i gasp as he does before melting into his touch. My hands finding their way to his hair. Its soft and slow, pulling away for some much needed oxygen. "not hinting at shit my arse" i giggle, he shakes his head "was just a kiss love" "i like kissing you" i mumble, running my thumb over his bottom lip. He nods, placing a kiss on my thumb. Placing his forehead on mine. "hi pretty boy" i mumble, he chuckles pulling me in for another kiss.

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relocatedheads · 1 year

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This is What Heaven Feels Like

Summary: more morning sex!!! Pairing: Eddie x AFAB!reader Content Warning: Fingering / Wanking / Mutual Wanking / Refrences to Nudity / Possible Getting Caught / Slight Nipple Play / Brief Insecurity Mentioned Trigger Warning: Smut

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Mornings with Eddie were always soft, slow and cheesy, but your favourite part was right after you woke up - typically before him - and could live quietly in your sleepy haze. Head nestled onto his peck, his hand around you and resting on your back, your bodies all tangled together. These moments were especially better when you both moved together during the night and woke up sharing one pillow.

The silence was another part you enjoyed, the world moved around you both: cars driving in and out the park, people talking outside, dogs barking, Wayne tinkering about. It was mundane heaven. While lost in your daydream, you felt the hand on your back turn into finger nails that started running up and down.

The weight of the nails were shared by the weight of lips to your hair. Your groan and wiggle from the tickle of the fingers was responded with a sleepy laugh. Eddie groaned, "Wake up Bubba," You nestled your head further, "C'monnn."

"Nooo."

"Yesss."

Morning were always spoken in light whispers, forehead kisses and chest kisses. You rolled off his chest to face the other way in hopes it'd change his mind, but as you rolled, "Where you going!?" There was a very evident frown.

"To sleep." The hand from your back faced your tummy, resting comfortable under your t-shirt.

"Nooo, we've got things to do!" He started tapping his hand as if to punctuate himself better, "You've got things to do."

"Nooo."

"Yesss." the devilish hand in question had contacted a friend: The tickle monster. Eddie's favourite way to pick on you. He started tickling your tummy with no forgiveness. You'd try to pull away or get him off but it was going to be pretty much useless.

"Eddie- Ed- Stop."

"Wake up then."

"I am awake."

"Open your eyes."

"No."

He continued more and you had rolled onto your back to try escape, but he only pulled you right back into his chest again. A forehead kiss and a groan, "Can I have a real kiss?" If you were to ever describe his morning voice, you'd probably say melted tar: thick, sticky, difficult to work with but so beautiful.

"I have morning breath, Eddie."

"I don't care."

"I do."

"Nooo you don't."

"Yeah I doo." You copied his childish wavy tone. On the lack of response, you opened your eyes to be met with the boy pulling an over dramatic kissie face. "Stop it!" you laughed, as he pulled you closer.

On the pull though, his knee nocked into a specific place pulling a gasp out of you. And that kissie face turned confused, then to a smirk, and finally a cockily smile all in moments. "No..?" You warned, he responded shocked in his expression, but that too changes into thinking and then you feel his thigh move into you again, "Eddie-"

"What?" He whined, "We've got time."as he persuaded, his hand drifted from your back to under your front - purposefully sliding over your ass.

You laughed at his silliness, tucking yourself more comfily into his chest. Feeling his palm resting your tummy again - finger tips just below your (his) boxer band was causing all sorts of butterflies.

For Eddie, you in yourself was enough to awake the butterflies. So adding intimacy just made them worse, but he loved touching you too much to let them win. They were fun butterflies over nervous ones. And having his hand down your underwear was causing more then just butterflies to pop up.

He slide his down lower, coming between damp skin and dumb fabric - he was sure he was going to faint. He lightly ran his finger across your clit teasingly - just that pulled a sigh gasp from your lungs. Getting the wanted response, he rubbed up and down with a little more intent. He always thought it was weird that he just enjoyed playing with you.

Thanks to you laying on your belly, you didn't feel all too much of hips. As Eddie mindlessly rubbed at you, your hips tried to find an opposite motion on his hand. He reminded you to be quiet. "Shh baby, you're so wet."

You hummed in agreement though not really listening, just enjoying the feeling of him. All your senses were taken up by the boy. In the corner of your mind you were sure you were gushing on his hand but there wasn't a part of you well enough to think fully about it.

He just kept massaging the under neath of your clit, slipping down lower ever now and then to pull some of your wetness up - but again, thanks to this position he had gravity working on his side too. However, Eddie did want to put his fingers in you and really feel you and really send you over the edge but... thanks to the position.. the angle wasn't exactly there.

So he moved his hand up a little, changing the motion of up and down to side to side - this was surprising easier. And you must've agreed with the change because Eddie was sure if you two were alone and you'd made a sound like that.... you wouldn't have been allowed to get away with it so easily.

You were feeling so loved, but you were struggling to keep yourself tethered to the earth - the constant reminders of Wayne and the outside world and Eddie shh'ing you helped but the boys hands were too talented.

You shut your eyes at the feeling, moving your mouth to his shoulder to kiss and bite it- anything to keep your mouth busy. Eddie couldn't handle himself anymore. While stroking you, he slipped his free hand into his boxers and pulled himself out. It wasn't as flawless as it sounds but sex isn't about perfection.

You knew it was probably only fair that you wanked him as he you but you couldn't bring yourself to move. Your hips grinded lightly on his hand as he rubbed his pre cum over his shaft.

You rolled your head down to watch him, his dick was always so pretty to you - pink tip, a peach colour shaft that complimented the rest of his skin, a lovely hearty vein that tangled around it. "Pretty" you mumbled aloud, a bead of pre cum falling in response.

The room was slowly filling with sounds of rustling bedsheets, slight sounds of skin and mewling. The both of you could feel the heat and sweat slightly covering you but it just added to the intimacy. This was oddly one of the most intimate situations you and Eddie had been in.

"Baby shhh," He whispered into your hair,

"Sorry." You whispered back.

Eddie stopped moving his fingers and let you grind down on him as he moved his palm over his dick faster, squeezing at the tip. Above you, you could hear his breaths catching and feel his efforts to stay quiet.

He attempted again to put his fingers in you but the angle showed the same issues. He was able to just pry his finger tips into you and for once, you felt like this was enough. Just to feel a slight breach of your hole let out so much of your pent up want. You had to be told to be quiet again. The sounds you were making kept going straight to his dick. He was totally sure you were cast from an angel.

"I'm close Eds" You mumbled into his peck muscle.

He nodded, "Good, keep being quiet for me." He mumbled back.

You saw he started wanking himself with more of a goal, aiming to cum in time with you. To help guide him along, you ran your finger pads against his nipple - giggling as it was your turn to tell him to be quiet. He kept his fast pace as he felt you gush more onto his palm and fingers; and as he could feel your tummy hitting and dipping from his arm. He'd live a good life if this was all he was promised.

You could feel your legs tightening and your stomaching pushing, "Eddie-" You gasped, he nodded above you feeling the same tightening for himself.

"C'mon- C'mon-" He breathed as he started to feel his orgasm rapidly coming.

You both came in secession of each other - Eddie then you. You gripped onto his arm as he kept touching your through your release. He only stopped as he felt your body weight totally drop onto him, both a mess and full of heavy breaths.

This silence was different - it as still light and love filled but used, felt, and loud. You could feel the blood in your ears and the oxygen turning into carbon dioxide. But you could feel each others skin, feel your warmth, your love, your bliss. This was Eddie's favourite type of silence.

Your come downs were always filled with giggles or light touches, and today was the latter. Your hand was stroking his tummy, and his thumb was stroking your public bone.

There was no need to speak, the touches spoke enough.

Though, the much loved southern accent broke the silence, "Son, you awake?" Wayne. He shouted from somewhere away in the trailer.

"Yeah?" You giggled at how he didn't sound like he just came - totally cool, calm and composed. Eddie Swagger as you both joked about it being.

"I'm going to the store."

"Okay, Old man."

Ed's slipped his hand out your underwear, resting it on your tummy after tucking himself back in - the post orgasm haze fully broken.

When the door clicked shut, he faced down to you, " if we'd waiting 5 more minutes, I coulda heard you scream."

"Oh my god-" Embarrassed at his baldness, you rolled over away again, hugging into his arm.

"I'm so proud of you though." He's unknowingly rolled with you.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah! You didn't think about it, or worry about the mess." You smiled into his skin, small part embarrassed. He laughed into your neck, "Or worried about the positions..." He dropped tiny kisses to your shoulder, "you're getting brave, sweetie."

All you could do was sigh out your love, the was boy raised brilliantly. You rolled over under him, fully entering his bubble, still smiling. His pretty face was lost behind his unruly curls, you tucked them behind his ear.

"Gonna gimme a proper kiss now?" He said back with his kissie face.

Giggling, you cup both his cheeks while squeezing and plant a big sloppy Mwah! to his lips. He removes your hands, bring your back in for one more... but you make it two more and you both make it three more until you get lost in each other.

You get cut off again though as the front door opens and Wayne's commotion sounds. "Fucking cock blocked by the man again-"

Accidentally, you laugh in his face, swatting his chest. He rolls off you falling dramatically onto his pillow, "you love him really, Eds."

"Oh butt..." His hands found your face, pulling you back in, "I love you more." He pulled another set of gooey kisses out of you. but they turn from heavy lovie Dovie things to wet sloppy Mwah!s

"Eww let me go, you big goof!" You groan leaning away to get up.

He clings to your biceps, "Where are you going!" anyone would think you were taking his price possession away.

"We got stuff to do... remember." You plant a kiss on his forehead and roll out of bed.

The sight of you moving around his space in just his boxers and T-shirt feels like a wet dream to Eddie. He sits himself up on his forearm and wolf whistles at you as you bend over to get some track pants off the floor.

You throw the clothing in his direction laughing, "Are you 14!"

He catches them before they hit him in the face, "Not my fault you're hot!"

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eddiephobic · 11 months

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NEW EDDIE BTS CONTENT

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axailslink · 2 years

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The Dungeon Master's Shirt

Eddie Munson fanfic for g/n reader

Summary: Eddie hadn't had many things he considered precious from his guitar, you, and his hellfire shirt after a long Friday night he tosses you one of his precious items.

You and Eddie loved it when Wayne would leave for work meaning you had the trailer to yourself for the night and a bit of the morning. Like clockwork especially on Friday afternoons you were practically dragging each other from his van and into the trailer not caring who saw as you were having a heated make out session as he struggled with the keys. Today you already had that repetitive action you were too tired to move sprawled in his bed only in your underwear other clothes tossed somewhere else in the room while the sound of Metallica drowned out the sounds of the shower. Eddie was good at many things but one thing he particularly excelled in was exhausting you it was a full on workout with him he'd say he's done then would tease you for an hour giving you false hopes every five minutes asking how much you wanted to come. You were thankful for someone who put that much time into your pleasure as you did the same though you didn't have much heart when it came to teasing him all he had to do was beg and in an instant you let him do whatever he pleased. You couldn't help it if his big brown eyes were staring into yours pleading for the release he believed he so rightfully deserved when he looked at you like that you gave in too easily every time. One of these days you wouldn't one of these days you would tease him all day.

The door swung open and your eyes are met with a mouthwatering sight of Eddie. You thought seeing him all fucked out in bed next you made your breath falter but seeing him straight out the shower water still clinging down his body and his tattoos on full display was a godly sight to you but the towel was interrupting. "Keep staring and you'll fall all over again" you roll your eyes and sit up in his bed you've grown to ignore his cocky comments but you love them "I'm pretty sure it was the other way around "freak" he looks at you and smiles that beautiful big smile of his before leaning down and kissing you into which you kiss back before pulling him down on top of you wanting more then a simple peck. He pulls away laughing surprised of your eagerness while holding himself up hands beside your head "call me a "freak" again sounds so much better coming out of your mouth than anyone else's" he says inbetween soft pecks. You smile and play with his hair before looking at him again "Eddie "the freak" Munson. Eddie My "freak Munson." He sits up and smiles "oh yours?" You nod and sit up chasing the touch of his lips again "yes MINE"

That was one of the things Eddie loved about you most not the way you knew of all his pleasures but the way you claimed him as yours. How you'd fight tooth and nail if anyone were to get in the way of you two because simply he was too good lose to sweet to lose to loving and caring to lose. Eddie pecks your lips one last time before getting up and walking to a pile of clothes and choosing the first thing he saw to put on while you sink back into the bed drawing the cover over your head. "Y/n" you peek from underneath the cover to be met with a a cloth of some sort thrown right onto your face. "What the hell Munson?" You sit up and look at the cloth to find it's his hellfire shirt "why are you throwing clothes at me?" You throw it back but with some force hitting him in the head he laughs and tosses it back this time landing by your feet. "It's yours now" you look at him wide eyed "Eddie this is your favorite shirt" Eddie smiles as he pulls another over his head "and why not give it to my favorite person?" You smile at that comment Eddie could be sweet it wasn't rare but it always caught you off guard reminded you that his weird and sometimes intimidating demeanor was just for show.

"Eddie you don't really want me to have this it means something to you it means a lot to you" Eddie listens to you talk nonsense before looking at you "it's a shirt it means a lot because I made it but you mean a lot too we've been dating for what? Five months take the damn shirt think of it as an badge of honor from the one and only dungeon master" you look at it of course you wanted it this was the official key to being a couple stealing your partners clothing. You pull it over your head and it falls to your mid thigh a bit big on you but you loved it that way it looked better. You couldn't help your thoughts that came rushing like a fever before you had dated Eddie and had only fawned from a distance you'd imagine wearing his clothes and being fucked in them just being made a complete mess of and now you were getting way too close to those thoughts. You couldn't help the smile that crept on your face as you thought of just how easily you could make those sweet reveries come true. "Eddie remember when you told me if I ever wanted to do anything....new sexually to ask you?" Eddie glances at you before pulling on some pants and nodding. "I do want something... Something I've been wanting for a while before I met you" you push the comforter to the side to show your bare legs. "I want you to fuck me in your hellfire T shirt" you were used to telling Eddie what you wanted and how bad you wanted it but right now was a moment of truth you didn't dance around with your words or acted nervous even though you were so nervous your hands ran cold and your face hot. You ran those cold hands down your belly and into your underwear. "Big boy" you were sure Eddie experienced whiplash at how fast his head turned to look at you.

I felt like Eddie's line "big boy" needed to make it's debut and this this was the perfect moment in my mind.

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Your headcannons are so good 🔥🔥🔥 Since we already have Chrissy telling Eddie she's pregnant, I would love one with Chrissy's pregnancy. I always imagined Eddie as a super overprotective dad-to-be, always hovering. Maybe throw in her mom too for added angst.

Eddie x Chrissy Pregnancy Headcanons 🤍

An: thank you so so much for this request 🥺 I hope you like it angel <3

Eddie is literally the most protective, proud father to be

After hearing the news, Eddie would happily walk around with a huge smirk on his face

“What’s got you all happy, hmmm?” Chrissy would giggle

“Oh, you know,” he’d playfully reply back, blushing like a school girl

Eddie would 100% call up the old hellfire gang to share the news

Chrissy getting hit hard with the unfortunate first trimester symptoms

Eddie always being there to hold back her hair every morning she races to the toilet

Hed rub soothing circles on her shoulder and also carry her back to bed because it’s still early

Chrissy would be raging with hormones

Tearing up every time Eddie has to go to work

“D-Do you have to go?” She’d sniffle as Eddie would stroke her cheek, his heart breaking just a tiny bit

Her hormones would also make her question her abilities to be a mother

Thinking about her own mother and how horrible she treated her own daughter makes Chrissy cry

She could never do that to her baby

I believe after moving out with Eddie, Chrissy would have zero to very little communication with her parents. So her pregnancy would pretty much be unknown to them

Eddie also listens to her struggles but is there to reassure her that Chrissys the most kindest soul he’s ever met

Eddie teasing her during dinner

“Hey baby, do you want a beer?”

They both have this joke that when they refer to the baby they call it their ‘86 Baby

It’s literally just a silly homage to their graduation

Eddie secretly reading baby books so that he can impress her with all the interesting information about what happens during each trimester

He loves going to every appointment with her and keeps every ultrasound picture in his wallet or on their fridge

When Chrissy starts to show, she feels a little insecure because mentally it brings her back to her mothers horrible comments my poor baby tbh :(

Eddie literally drools over her and cant keep his eyes off her bump

His hands also can’t stay off it. They’d always be lovingly rubbing her stomach up and down

Chrissy taking up knitting as a hobby to pass time while she’s alone during the day

Always showing Eddie the different creations she knits for the baby

“Do you like it?” She’d hold up the tiny blanket she spent all afternoon knitting

The both of them would literally be glowing

Eddie has that dad to be glow while Chrissy obviously has that pregnancy glow

Chrissy constantly wearing the cutest maternity dresses

Chrissy and Eddie wouldn’t want to know the sex of their baby, so they keep it a surprise

Deep down, she knows it’s a girl (ummm girl dad! Eddie hello??)

All the baby stuff they buy is completely gender neutral and super minimalist tho

The day the baby starts to kick, Eddie isn’t there

Chrissy phones his work and tells him instead

When she’s halfway through her second trimester, sleeping becomes a bit of a hassle because of her small frame

To help, Eddie allows her to sleep on top of him. His arms would be wrapped fully around her bump

Sometimes when she sleeps, he can feel the baby kick and it makes his heart flutter

Eddie putting headphones on her stomach so that the baby can hear the mixtape he made for them

“You gotta start ‘em young, babe,” Eddie would justify in terms of wanting his kid to have the best taste in music like their father

Chrissy constantly craving sweets

Eddie being awoken by her light touch as she sweetly asks him to go to the gas station to buy her a bunch of chocolate bars

Though it would be 3am, he’d gladly do it with a smile on his face

There isn’t anything he wouldn’t do for Chrissy and their soon to be born baby 🥺🤍

Tysm for reading babies 🥺 reqs are open :3

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