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jason doesn’t know ~ eddie munson;stranger things
word count: 3184
request?: no
description: jason doesn’t know that his girlfriend and eddie do it in his van every sunday
pairing: eddie munson x female!reader
warnings: swearing, smut (oral f receiving, orgasm denial, unprotected p in v), pet names (princess and sweetheart), cheating
based on this song
masterlist (one, two, three)
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Dating the captain of the basketball team was great at first. Jason was a great boyfriend in the beginning. He would give you rides to and from school, he’d take you out every weekend, and in general he just seemed very sweet. Besides that, dating him also made you popular by association. You weren’t an outcast or anything before, but you weren’t popular either. So dating Jason definitely elevated your social status.
But, as time went on, things became less and less great. Your date weekends with Jason became less frequent until they stopped all together. The excuse was always that he was busy with basketball practice, but once practice ended he was still blowing you off. He’d still drive you to and from school, and you still ate lunch with him and the team, but you didn’t feel like his girlfriend anymore. You felt like an accessory.
You tried to talk to Jason, but he blew you off. He said a lot of stuff that you could barely remember, but you did remember running away from him in tears. You thought (or maybe hoped) that he would come after you and try to make everything right. But when you got outside the school without the sound of footsteps running behind you or Jason’s voice calling your name, you figured he wasn’t that concerned about the fact that he had hurt your feelings.
That’s when you met Eddie for the first time. Well, when you properly met Eddie. You had seen the metal head in school before, especially interacting with Jason. You had never spoken to Eddie, and you had no issue with him like Jason did. Not that you’d ever tell Jason or his friends that.
You were sat on the stairs crying into your hands when you heard him ask, “Are you okay?”
You jumped, unaware that anyone else was around. You turned to see Eddie leaning against the brick wall of the school. You noticed what he had in his hand. “You’ll get in trouble for having weed on school grounds.”
“Are you going to rat on me, princess?”
The name took you back. He said it sarcastically, but there was something about him calling you that that turned you on a little.
“Where’s your boyfriend?” Eddie asked, coming closer to lean against the railing that separated you both.
“Fuck if I know,” you said. You waved towards the door behind you. “He might be in there, or he might’ve left. Don’t know, and right now I don’t care. I’m sure he doesn’t care where I am either.”
Eddie raised an eyebrow. “Trouble in paradise?”
You scoffed. “Some fucking paradise.”
He didn’t push the matter. Not like you were expecting him to. You didn’t even know each other. You also weren’t expecting him to ask, “Did you need a ride home? Since your douchebag boyfriend ditched you and all.”
You weren’t about to turn down that offer. You kind of couldn’t turn it down really. Your only other option would be to walk home, and you weren’t going to do that if you had someone offering you to give you a ride. So, you followed Eddie to his van. At some point you found yourself opening up to Eddie about your issues with Jason. He didn’t poke or prod for an explanation, but your emotions were bottled up for so long that you just needed to get them out. And Eddie just listened. He didn’t let his personal bias towards Jason get in the way.
And then you were kissing Eddie. You weren’t sure if it was because he was actually paying attention to you, or because you were so frustrated that you just needed to do something. Or maybe it was both of those things, plus the fact that Eddie was extremely attractive. Either way, you were kissing him.
And then you were in the back of his van, underneath him.
You were going to break up with Jason. You were still mad at him anyways, but you knew you had to break up with him after cheating on him. You didn’t expect anything else to happen with Eddie (although you wouldn’t be mad if anything did happen), but you knew it wouldn’t be right to continue your relationship after cheating.
That was the plan anyways. Until Jason showed up at your house the next day with flowers as an apology. He drove you to school, he showered you with all the love and affection that you had been missing the last month. You were so taken with everything Jason was doing that you were foolish enough to think things were actually changing. You had completely forgotten about your time with Eddie, until he came sauntering up to your locker between classes.
Your eyes widened as you looked around to make sure that Jason or his friends weren’t around. “Go away. I can’t be seen with you.”
“So I heard,” Eddie said. “You’re all lovey dovey with your prince charming again. Does he knew you were screaming my name yesterday?”
Your thighs clenched together at the memories from the day before. You shook your head and backed away from Eddie. “It was a mistake. I was angry, and it was unfair of me to use you to blow off steam. I’m sorry, but we can’t do it again Eddie.”
Eddie gave you a look, and then, to your surprise, he chuckled. “I’ll see you next time, sweetheart.”
As he was walking away, someone threw an arm over your shoulder. You jumped and looked up at Jason, who was scowling at Eddie’s back. “What did the freak want?”
“Nothing,” you lied. “Just asked about one of our classes.”
Eddie was right, though. There was a next time.
It didn’t take long for Jason’s affection to wither away again. And, once again, when you tried to talk to him about it, he brushed you off. You hoped that things would go as they had last time, with Jason apologizing and realizing his wrongs. But the next day, you were left waiting on your front steps for Jason to arrive. By the time you realized he wasn’t coming and you’d have to walk, you were already quite late for class. You were nearly in tears from embarrassment when a familiar van pulled up beside you.
“Get in, sweetheart.”
You didn’t make it to class that day. Instead, Eddie parked his van and you fucked until you knew no other feeling than his cock nestled inside of you.
There was no explanation for why you didn’t break up with Jason. You didn’t love him anymore, and he certainly had no feelings for you. At some point, you figured it was just for show. You’d hold hands in the hallway, you’d cheer for him at his games, you kissed in the lunchroom. But there was no love between the two of you. Instead, your heart belonged to the curly haired metal head that took you far away in his van and made you feel so good with every touch.
One Sunday afternoon, you were home alone when you heard a horn honk outside. You peered through the living room blinds to see the brown and cream van that had become your favorite place to be. Eddie was stood outside, leaning up against it with a cigarette hanging from his lips. You smiled and quickly rushed out the door.
“I’m home alone today,” you told him. “You can come in instead if you’d prefer.”
“I like going in my van,” he said. “It’s like our own little paradise.”
You couldn’t argue with that.
Eddie drove you both to your usual spot; a dirt path surrounded by trees tat no one besides stoners ever went down. The second the engine shut off, your face was in Eddie’s hands and he was kissing you so passionately that you became lightheaded. You undid your seatbelt and moved to straddle him without breaking the kiss. His hands moved to your waist, holding you. You ran your hands through his hair, gently tugging it like you knew would drive him crazy.
“Let’s get in the back,” he suggested.
You didn’t have to be asked twice. You quickly got off his lap and moved to the back of the van while Eddie was still unbuckling his seatbelt. You were already taking your shirt off when Eddie finally joined you. You were about to take your bra off, but Eddie grabbed your hands to stop you. “You know that’s my favorite part.”
He guided you to lay down on the pillows and blankets he had added to the van shortly after you two had started hooking up. He gave you a quick kiss on the lips before moving to attack your neck with kisses. He was careful not to leave marks that would be visible, but the moment he reached your breasts, he bit and sucked as he pleased. He reached under you to pop your bra clasp open. He pulled it off and tossed it into the front, then took your nipple in his mouth while he kneaded your other breast in his hand. You moaned at the feeling of his tongue running over the sensitive nub.
After leaving your chest marked, he continued to move down your body. As he kissed over your stomach, he pulled at the waistband of your pants. You lifted up so he could pull them and your panties off in one go. He started kissing you painfully slowly over your mound, then over both of your inner thighs. You were trembling with anticipation, and a whimper involuntarily slipped from your lips.
Eddie chuckled. “Is there an issue, sweetheart?”
“P-Please, Eddie,” you whimpered. “I-I need to feel you.”
“Well, how do I say no when you ask so nicely?”
You gasped as he licked a long stripe up your clit. Your fingers gripped his hair as he began to eat you out like he was a starving man and you were his first meal in days. His fingers dug into your thigs, leaving creasant shaped marks in the soft skin. You threw your head back and moaned in pleasure. Eddie knew how to make you feel so good in ways that no other guy had ever made you feel. Actually, he was the first guy to go down on you in general. You didn’t know how good it would feel until his mouth was on you the first time.
Your mind went completely blank. All you knew was the feeling of hot pleasure coursing through out body. Your head was thrown back on the pillow beneath you as you moan into the small space. It was one of many reasons you loved Eddie’s van: you didn’t have to worry about being quiet. You could tell him just how good he was making you feel in whatever volume you wanted. And right now, he was making you feel so good that you felt like you were going to float right to cloud nine at any second.
You could feel yourself nearing the edge when Eddie suddenly pulled away from you. You let out a noise that could only be classified as a whine as you looked up at him. He was grinning down at you with that stupid teasing grin that you loved so much.
“Not yet, sweetheart,” he said. “I want to feel you on my cock when you cum.”
He leaned down to kiss you. You could taste yourself on his tongue as he slipped it into your mouth. He was pressing himself against you, his still clothed hard on rubbing against your sensitive core.
“This seems unfair,” you told him, tugging at his shirt. “I’m all naked and you’re still fully clothed.”
“When have I ever been fair?” he asked. But he pulled away from you to pull his shirt off. You admired his tattoos as he started with the belt on his jeans. He noticed you looking and smirked. “Like what you see?”
“You say that every time,” you teased. “And the answer is always yes. I love your tattoos.”
He smiled and leaned down to kiss you again. He had managed to get out of his jeans without you noticing, and now you were both completely naked, flush against one another. You could feel his hard cock pressing against your thighs. You reached between the two of you and wrapped your hand around the base. Eddie moaned as you pumped his cock a few times. You were already so wet from him going down on you that when you pressed the tip against your entrance, he was able to push into you without problem. You both moaned as he slowly pushed into you, filling you completely.
“You feel so good,” he whispered against your lips. “Fuck, I could stay like this forever.”
“Please Eddie, m-move,” you begged.
“Ask me once more with those pretty words, sweetheart.”
“Please! Please, I need you so bad.” You’d be embarrassed with how desperate you sounded if you weren’t already on the edge of an orgasm again just from the feeling of him inside of you.
He kissed the tip of your nose and did as you asked. It was slow at first, pulling all the way out at a painfully slow pace until just the tip was inside of you, and then thrusting inwards just as slow until he was buried inside of you again. his pelvic bone brushed against your clit in a way that was driving you crazy. Eddie lowered his head to your neck and began to kiss every inch of skin that he could reach again. The warm pleasurable feeling returned, running through your entire body from your head to the tips of your toes. Your nails were digging into his back, but you knew he was going to wear those scratch marks with pride. The last time you had marked him, he went to school in a tank top the next day just so everyone could see.
A string of expletives fell from your mouth as you felt yourself nearing the edge. Eddie was whispering words of praise and encouragement in your ear, and it was enough to finally tip you over. You cried out his name as you tensed around him. He groaned into the crook of your neck at how good you felt. Your head was so foggy with lust that you almost didn’t register when his thrusts started to pick up speed, and then when they became a little sloppier.
“Can I cum inside?” he asked.
“Yes,” you breathed. “Please, Eddie, please cum in me.”
He pressed a kiss hard against your lips as his hips stilled, spilling himself inside of you. Your chest heaved with every labored breath you took. Your bodies were stuck together with sweat that you hadn’t even noticed was collecting on you till that moment. When Eddie pulled away from the kiss, his lips were swollen. His hair was a mess, and he was also quite sweaty, but he still looked like the most beautiful man you had ever seen.
When he smiled, it made your heart flutter.
You almost wanted to mirror the words he said earlier about staying that way forever, but Eddie eventually pulled himself from you as he started to go soft. He reached into the front of the van where he kept towels for your rendezvouses. He placed one under your hips as you felt his load starting to slip out of you. Once he had himself wiped down, he reached into the front again to roll down both windows. Immediately, the feeling of cool fresh air filled the van.
Eddie laid down next to you so that your shoulders were touching. This was always the weird part. You never cuddled after having sex, but you really wanted to. But that wasn’t what you two were doing, right? This was just hooking up. He wasn’t your boyfriend. But you wished he was.
Eddie nudged you with his elbow and you looked over at him. “What are you thinking so hard about?”
“Nothing,” you said.
He gave you a look. “It’s not nothing. You get this look on your face when you’re deep in thought. What’s up?”
You were touched that he had noticed something so simple. In all the time you had been dating Jason, he had yet to pick up on any of your cues.
“What would you do if I broke up with Jason?” you asked.
Eddie shrugged. “That depends. What would you want me to do?”
“No, that’s not fair. I want to know what you would want. I’m already sneaking around with you behind my boyfriend’s back, it’s not fair if we’re doing all of this my way.”
He smiled. “Well, for the record, I’m not mad that we sneak around behind Jason’s back. It’s actually kind of nice to just have these moments to ourselves.”
He ran the knuckle of his index finger over your arm, causing you to shiver at the feeling.
“But, if you did break up with Jason, I would be first in line to ask you out on a real date.”
“There would be no line,” you told him. “Because you’d be the one I’d pick anyways.”
Eddie’s smile was the brightest thing you had ever seen. And it was contagious, because you couldn’t help but smile back at him.
“I feel stupid that I haven’t done it already,” you told him. “I don’t know, I think it’s just the image of being the captain’s girlfriend that stops me, but even that isn’t fun anymore. What’s the point of holding an image if you’re not happy?”
“There is no point. But, I wouldn’t push you to break up with him if you don’t want to. I get it if you’re not ready to plunge into loser territory by dating me.”
You rolled onto your stomach to look at him. “That’s not it at all. I don’t care what your social standing is. I just care about you. I want to be with you.”
“You just have to figure out how to not be with Jason anymore.”
You scoffed. “Yeah, I thought it was going to be that hard, but now I’m thinking I’d be doing him a favor if we broke up. He’s quite literally had his eyes on Chrissy Cunningham for weeks now. I don’t know what his problem is that he won’t end the relationship first and just get with her.”
“I can’t blame him there. Chrissy is hot.”
You swatted his arm. “Fuck you!”
“You already did, princess.”
He took you by surprise as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you down to him. When he kissed you this time, it wasn’t just a kiss of lustful passion. It was gentle and sweet, and then he settled you against his chest with his arm around your shoulder.
And that’s when you knew that things with Jason would be over the next time you saw him. Because you could get used to being happy with Eddie.
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louloulemons-posts · 2 months
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Heyy
Could you write Eddie x introvert reader😭
Like a little story and then some smut maybe😭
Not So Shy
Eddie Munson X Shy!Girlfriend
Word Count : 2.4k
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Warnings : not proofread, SMUT, p in v, unprotected sex, kinky? daddy kink, readers called good girl and bunny, choking, eddies a soft dom, sub reader, it’s kinda fluffy lmao?
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“Hey baby!” Eddie was leaning against his van as you walked over, almost shouting the endearment. “Hey,” you smiled, making your way to him.
His hands instantly sound your waist, leaning down to peck your lips. “How was English?” With a flushed face you replied, “It was good yeah, how was Chem?”
Eddie pulled a face. “Ed’s you said you’d go!” You scolded.
“I know I know, but I had a deal to do. I’m sorry. I promise I’ll go Monday okay?”
“You better.” He squeezed your hips, smirking as he leaned down, “Like when you get all assertive with me baby.” Your face burned, pushing away from the grinning boy.
However he just pulled you back, so you stood chest to chest. “Eddie,” You whined, “People are looking.”
“Let em look baby.” With a groan you dropped your face into his chest making him chuckle.
“I’m sorry I’m sorry. Let’s go okay?” He suggested. “Okay.” The boy opened the door for you, letting you climb into the van. “Love those jeans baby,” he said as you sat.
“Stop looking a my ass!”
“As your boyfriend it’s kinda my job too.”
“Shush!”
The boy cackled as he closed the door and walked to his own side. “So you coming back to mine?” he asked.
“Sure.”
“Great!” He slid a hand onto your thing, giving it a squeeze and you were on your way.
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You don’t really know how you and Eddie got close, you just kinda did. Sat in History class together, you just kinda went hand in hand.
You were quiet, Eddie was loud. You were getting straight As, Eddie was barely scraping a D-. Eddie was full of love and light … you … not so much.
“Here we are gorgeous,” Eddie smiled, pulling up to the trailer. The trailer, somewhere you became so fond of so quickly, even more so when Wayne was around.
Speaking of where was he? “Where’s Wayne?” You asked.
“Picked up another shift. So you’ll have to deal with my ugly mug.”
“Shush, you’re not ugly.”
“No?”
“No .. prettiest boy I’ve ever seen,” you mumbled. “What was that?” You knew full well he heard you, but was teasing just cause. “Prettiest boy I’ve ever seen,” You said slightly louder this time.
“And you’re the most beautiful girl in the world baby.” Your face flushed. “Come on, let’s get you in, before you die of embarrassment.”
With a huff you hopped out of the van, but couldn’t hide your smile as Eddie held his hand out to you. As he always did, linking your fingers together, eventhough you were only going a short distance.
Once you were inside you slid off your shoes, hanging your jacket and bag on a hook, Eddie doing the same in a smooth rhythm.
“Want a drink? Wayne made lemonade.”
“Yes please.”
“Okay you go and get comfy baby,” he kissed your head walking to the kitchen.
With a sigh you dropped down onto to the sofa, letting your eyes fall closed. Listening to Eddies movements, the glasses gave out of the cupboard, sliding across the side.
The fridge door opened with a slight creak, and the sound of lemonade pouring filled your ears. Once the door of the fridge closed, heavy footsteps padded towards you.
“Long day Baby?” Eddie asked, the glasses were placed with a clink onto to coffee table. Your feet were lifted and then placed on the boys jean clad legs.
“Mhm, just had a lot of homework is all. Got to bed late.”
“You should take a nap.”
“No, wanna spend time with you.” You pushed yourself up on your elbows, opening your eyes to look at the boy.
“Well we can relax together, wanna watch a movie? Red left one here, said you’d probably like it.”
“Oh yeah? What’s it called?”
“The Breakfast Club.”
“Oh Robs told me about that, apparently it’s real good,” you told him.
“Well we better trust them then.” He gently lift your feet so he could get up, placing the tape into the player.
Twisting your body so you could sit together, Eddie smiled, placing his self besides you and held you close. Arms falling around you. “Hello,” he smiled as looked down at you.
“Hi,” you said looking up at him.
“So fucking cute,” he laughed, kissing your head. Your face flushed. “One of these days you’ll stop blushing when I compliment you.”
“Think it’ll take a while.”
“Well we’ve been dating for almost 4 months now, and you still go as red as a beet baby.”
“I can’t help it,” you held your rosy cheeks in your hands.
Eddie squeezed you, “Didn’t mean it’s bad thing, it’s cute. I just wish you’d believe my words more. Just think you’re the best thing.”
“Since sliced bread?” you joked.
“Oh since the start of the universe.” His words were true and full of adoration for you.
“You’re a sweet talker Eddie Munson.”
“Only for you baby.”
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Lay in Eddies arms as the movie played you felt his hands fiddling with your jumper, sliding under it slightly. Coming to rest on your bare tummy.
The feeling made you burn, his hands on your bare skin, your legs rubbed together at the slight twitch between them.
“Just watch the movie,” Eddie whispered in a soft voice, his hands sliding up. Coming to a halt when his fingers met the bottom of your bra. “Is this okay?” He asked.
You hummed, nodding your head. “Words baby.” He almost pulled his hands away when you couldn’t get them out, choking out a broken, “Yes, Y-yeah.”
His hands resumed their mission. Pulling down the cups, you sighed as your nipples brushed against the knitted wool of your jumper.
Eddies rough hands cupped them, squeezing ever so slightly to make you hiss. His lips brushed against your neck, leaving soft kisses, from the base up to your ear.
His thumb and index finger began to pinch at your nipples, teasing them as he suckled onto that sweet spot below your ear. With a sigh your head fell back against his shoulder, legs squeezing together.
“Eds,” you whined.
“What baby?” he said in a mocking tone.
“Feels so good.”
“Yeah?” He asked, pulling at your nipples giving them a rough squeeze. “Mhm feels real good.”
“Shall we take this off?” he said, motioning to your jumper and bra. “Yeah.” He shifted in front of you then, lifting your arms up, pulling the jumper and throwing it somewhere.
You didn’t know where. You honestly couldn’t care less. Your bra followed moments later. Eddies mouth soon latched onto your tits, kissing them and then taking a nipple into his mouth.
Suckling on it and biting down. “Fuck ah,” you said, hands pulling on his curls. “Fucking love these pretty tits.”
Eddie sat back on his knees taking you in, making you feel shy at your half bare form. Your hands came up to cover yourself, but Eddie pulled them away, linking your fingers.
Pushing you to lie down on the couch Eddie lay between your legs, meeting you in a soft kiss. “Never need to hide from me. You’re so fucking beautiful,” he spoke softly.
The next time he met your mouth, it was full of tongue and lust. Making you whine as he squeezed your boobs again. “Eddie please.”
“Please what baby?”
“Do more.”
“Yeah? Want me to suck on that pretty pussy?” You hummed nodding wildly, hips pushing up to reach his hardening crotch.
“I got you baby, Eddies got you.”
His hands went down to your jeans, undoing the buttons and sliding them down. Kissing your legs as he did so. Socks went with them. You lay there in your panties.
“These are cute baby,” he pulled at the baby blue material, letting them snap back against your hip. “Eds not fair!” You pouted, tugging at his shirt.
“Oh I guess not.” The boy lifted his shirt up and over his head, next his jeans went along with the socks on his own feet.
“This better?” he asked. You took the sight of him in. Lust filled eyes, wild hair, tattoos decorating his skin, and underwear getting tighter by the second. “Yeah.”
He kissed his way down your body, making sure to bite on each nipple as he went. Soon he was at your clothed core. Kissing your thighs, leaving love bites there, you squealed at the feeling.
Trying to close your legs, he held them open, finally dropping kissing onto the blue lace. You let out a soft sigh, hands going back to his hair. “Please don’t tease.”
He laughed, then slide the pants down your legs, making a show of licking where your core would rest. “God fucking delicious.”
“Baby please.”
With a grin he dropped his mouth to you, letting his tongue lick up you. The feeling was incredible, his tongue was like nothing else. Soon he latched onto your clit.
Sucking away, making you let out soft moans. His tongue worked against it too, flicking every once in a while, he knew it drove you mad.
“Fuck baby, you’re so wet for me. Think I can already slide my fingers in.”
“Yes!” You almost screamed. “Yes please.”
“Well how can I say no to you?”
The feeling of two of his thick fingers stretching you was incredible. Your mouth dropped open as he curled them inside you, letting them pump in and out.
“You’re gonna cum on my fingers and in my mouth and then I’ll give you what you really want okay?” With the way he moved his fingers you couldn’t answer, too lost in pleasure.
So he stopped. “I said okay?”
“Okay, yes.”
“Good girl.” You felt your pussy clench around his fingers at that. “Oh?” he smirked.
“You wanna be my good girl?” he asked, once again your pussy throbbed.
Leaning down to your ear he whispered, “Are you gonna be daddy’s good girl and cum around his fingers?” You could have came right then and there.
“Yes.”
“Yes who?”
“Yes daddy.”
He smirked again, pecking your mouth, you could taste yourself on his lips. He was back down on your clit, fingers curling inside you, until they hit you where they needed to.
Letting out a loud moan, you could feel Eddies grin. “Come on baby, cum for me. Cum for daddy.”
“Fuck!” You almost shouted. Hands gripping his hair as he kept playing with your clit and curling those thick digits, so deep you could feel his rings against your hole.
“Fuck daddy- I- I …”
“I know baby I can feel you, cum for daddy. Cum for me.” You did just that. With a loud moan, you hips bucked, shaking as you came.
“That’s it, that’s a good girl,” Eddie said, as he moved his mouth away, fingers still moving as he watched your orgasm. “Fuck baby you’re so sexy.
Your chest rose and fell heavily, body full of bliss, as you sighed. Grabbing for his face, you pulled him to kissed you.
Tasting yourself on his tongue made you both moan. “I’ll give you what you want baby.” The boy tugged his boxers down, going to position himself to go inside.
“No,” you stopped him, he pulled back wide eyed. “Do you … do you wanna stop? Shit sorry baby, we can stop right now.”
“No! I don’t wanna stop, I just wanna try something different.”
“Okay?” Softly pushing Eddie up, you pulled his guitar pick necklace off of him, pulling it over your own head. Making the boy sit up, you climbed onto his lap.
“Oh?” he smirked. “And what are you doing now baby?”
“Wanna … wanna bounce on your cock,” you said shyly, but forced yourself to meet his eyes.
“You go ahead bunny, bounce on daddy’s cock,” he said, smacking your ass lightly.
Slowly you positioned his cock at your entrance, letting yourself slide down.
You hissed at the feeling of the stretch it was so good. Eddie was packing six, almost seven inches and he was thick. Nice and thick, making your walls tight around him.
“God that pussys good. Come on baby, bounce.”
So you did. Holding onto his shoulders you let your hips rise and fall onto his. Letting out heavy breaths of pleasure. “Fuck bunny,” Eddies head fell back.
“God daddy your dicks so good.”
“Yeah? Best dick you’ll ever get.”
“Only dick I want.” He looked at you then, took one of his big hands and squeezed it around your neck.
You paused in your bounce, letting out a choked moan. “Only dick you’re ever gonna have, cause your mine. Do you understand?” You nodded, unable to speak under his tight grip.
He simply said, “Bounce.” So you did. Slamming your hips, you moved erratically like you’d die without it - which you probably would.
He watched as his necklace bounced between your tits, it was a mouth watering sight.
Eddies ring covered hand squeezed every now and again, his other spanking you harder and harder as he got closer.
Your legs burned and you began to slow. “Is my bunny tired, you need daddy to do the work now?” He teased. With a nod of your head, Eddie let go of your throat.
Hands coming to rest on your waist, his feet lifted from the floor and onto the edge of the couch. Making him even deeper, you could feel him in your throat.
“I got you baby.” He thrusted deep into you making you scream in pleasure, slamming again and again. Over and over. “Fuck yes, such a good pussy, milk my fucking cock. Milk daddy’s dick.”
“Yes yes yes!” You screamed as you came for the second time. Squeezing him, Eddie let out his own grunt, pounding you. His cock getting deeper and deeper. “Fuck yes yes yes!” he chanted as you felt his cum squirt into you.
“Uh fuck yes!” you moaned, nails digging into his shoulder and your body shook, head falling to his neck. “Yes take it baby!” With a final thrust his hips fell down.
Heaving breathing was all that was heard.
“God damn, so how to make you not shy is to fuck you dumb?” Eddie laughed. Face sweaty. “Clearly so.” He swatted your ass again.
“Come on baby we better get cleaned up.”
“Can I stay the night?”
“Of course. We’ll call your parents after we shower okay?”
With a nod, Eddie took his cue, pulling out of you and stood up, your legs wrapping around his waist, arms around his neck.
One hand under your bare ass and one around your back Eddie spoke, “You know they say good things come in threes, reckon I could get another one out of you?”
You smirked, pecking his mouth. “Only one way to find out … daddy.”
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Sooooo … got a bit carried away 👀
Hope you enjoyed 😚
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Joe Keery 🤝 Joseph Quinn
being chaotic besties
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ceriseheaven · 1 year
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can’t stop imagining how joe would be with a newborn daughter - picturing him wearing her on his chest and reading to her at night even though she’s too little to understand 😭 crying when she grows out of any clothes! could i maybe request him being a very attentive hands on girl dad for his teeny baby love?
dad!joe owns my heart.
warnings: so much fluff and made me want to marry and have his children even more
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"joey.. are you okay?" you walked into your shared bedroom in a bathrobe and were immediately met with the sound of light sniffles coming from your husband. he was sitting with his back to you, hunched over, holding something in his hands.
earlier that night, joe had filled the bath with warm water, lavender oil, rosemary and rose petals. lit up your favorite scented candles in the bathroom and guided you there after dinner, telling you that you need to have a night for yourself. thanks to your little nine months old girl, it's been near impossible for you to have nights like these so you took his offer right away, no questions asked.
he quickly wiped his eyes with the back of his hand when he heard your voice, "yeah i'm good, i was just crying a little bit" he said with a trembling tone. joe was an emotional man and he wasn't afraid to show it. he was in touch with his feelings and it wasn't like him to try and hide them. they say some people wear their hearts on their sleeve, that wasn't your joey. he didn't wear his heart, his heart wore him.
you walk over to him, concern rising with every step. "what is it baby? do you wanna talk about it?" the minute you stepped in front of him, your eyes fell to the object he has between his hands, your daughter's onesie from when she was merely days old. your mind begins forming an idea of what this could be about.
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ever since you gave birth, joe and your daughter have been inseparable. right after they took you to your hospital room and you fed her for the first time, you fell asleep from exhaustion. your eyelids were heavy and on the verge of shutting while she was nursing on your breast so the second she was full, joe took her off your arms so you can rest fully for some time.
the nurse suggested he takes that opportunity to have his skin to skin contact time with his baby, said it could help with regulating her temperature and heartbeat just as it would if she was doing it with you and his shirt was off in no time. he sat down on the recliner chair and placed her on his bare chest. feeling his little human so close made him realize how real this is. he wasn't dreaming, this was his real life. he was holding the baby girl his dream woman gave him. the primal need to protect his girls and this new chapter of life you're walking into together kicked in instantly. he's only held his baby for a few minutes and he's ready to take all the years off his life and give them to her already.
when you got home a day later, he called his managers, told them to take him off casting lists and tell the agency that he's not available for any project in the foreseeable future. you and your baby girl were his first and most valuable priority and he wanted to spend all the time he could with you, his family.
unlike your pregnancy where there were some things he decided to step back from and let you do on your own, now he was involved in every little thing. he woke up for every feeding. he'd bring her to you and hold you both in his arms while she nurses. if you're too tired and sleepy to keep her hoisted on your chest, he'd hold her up and fix your nipple in her mouth whenever she misses it. he'd then take her and fix your top, lift the blanket on your body and kiss your forehead before he goes to burp her. an act that ended with her throwing up on his shoulder and down his back one too many times but he never budged or flinched, "you're just like mummy when she used to have too much to drink, throwing up all over me. at least we're home now and not in an alleyway. oh yeah mummy threw up on me in an alleyway once and it was the first time we met too! call it love at first puke" he'd talk to her as if she understands anything he says while cleaning her and himself up.
talking with her became his new routine very quickly. when she was still a newborn, he'd rock her to sleep every night, reading books off the shelf to her and telling her stories of how you two met and how your relationship blossomed into what it is now. when you caught him speaking to her, you asked what he was doing and his response was; "catching her up on what she missed. she started the show on season seven, i gotta help her out a little. you know how it's like with newbies"
one time when she was around five months old, you got home after being out with your friends and found your daughter sat on the couch with a pillow supporting her on each side and a little squishmallow toy in her lap in case she leans forward. joe was sat on the ground in front of her so they're on eye level with each other, telling her all about the new drama going on in his friends' life, gossiping with her. putting on exaggerated different voices for every person, talking with his hands and using all of his facial expressions to communicate his emotions with her. "and then he says 'no sally i got here first, you lost the bet so you're paying tonight' and pete backed him up. sally was maaaad let me tell you, you won't believe what happened next listen to this.." despite her not understanding a word out of his mouth, she was looking at him with immense wonder. her doe honey eyes staring at him like she's truly interested in what he has to say. not only she had his eyes, but the life in them too.
after a while of you admiring them from a distance, you caught her eye. "who are you looking at?" he asked when he noticed he wasn't having her whole undivided attention and turns to see where she's looking, his eyes fall on you and a smile takes over his face. "my love hi c'mere i was just telling honey about happened with sally and pete the other day. did you have fun?" he's open his arms for you and pull you onto his lap, kissing all over your face once you're close enough. "we missed you so much, didn't we honey?" your daughter starts making grabby hands, clearly wants in on the cuddle and you pick her up, bringing her between the both of you.
she wasn't one year old yet and she already had two rooms. the spare room in your house that joe turned into her bedroom under your commission back when you were pregnant and now he turned the room he used to use to do his work, practice guitar, piano, sword fighting, accents and whatever other skill he needs to learn for a job into a playroom for her.
this time he got a professional to do the job, wanting to make it super safe so if she falls or hits a wall, she wouldn't get a single scratch or get hurt in any way. he cried for three days when she got her first vaccination because she seemed in pain, the possibility of her getting hurt ached him and he was determined to make sure she'll be as safe as humanly possible.
he thought he'd never feel love like this after he felt it for you but the second she wrapped her little hand around his finger, he was wrapped around hers. his heart seemed like it increased in size ten times, making space for the both of you now and growing more and more everyday.
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"she's growing up so fast.." he blurts out between sniffles and holds the onesie out to you, "just a few days ago she used to fit in this.. in this! now she has a brand new closet." holding the piece of clothes to his chest, he continues, "i'm with her all the time and i still feel like i miss her. time is wasting away while she grows up in front of our eyes and now before we know it she'll be in kindergarten and then elementary then middle school then high school and boom she's grown up and she wants to move out of the house and we'll only see her on birthdays and holidays" he holds his head in his hands for a few seconds before removing them and looking at you with his tear stained face and shiny eyes. "i'm not ready for her to grow up yet."
his words ring in your head, he's right and it hurts to admit. she is growing up fast, too fast. you hold your own tears back, you've had your fair share of breaking down while he kept it together and comforted you. it was only right that you do the same for him when he needed it, needed you.
removing his elbows off his knees, you sit on his thigh and bring his head to your shoulder where he nuzzles his face in your neck. "i know love i know.. but this isn't totally a bad thing you know?" his arms quickly wrap around your middle and your hands find his head, running through his hair and massaging his scalp gently. "her growing up can be a beautiful thing. i mean imagine her saying dada for the first time in a few months, aren't you looking forward to that?"
he takes a deep breath and hug you tighter, "i think my heart might give out once i hear it."
"see? and we still have so many milestones to celebrate. everything she does in her life will be a milestone and we'll be right there with her to celebrate them on birthdays, on holidays and on ordinary saturadays. she's not going anywhere. she'll stop being ours at some point but we'll always be hers, joey."
his crying calms down with comfort you're giving him with your words and your embrace, he nods in your neck as you bring your hand up to his cheek to wipe his tears away, "we'll always be hers."
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Just some bedtime imagery for you all, g’night ✨
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choose your character 🎮
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Ten Things I Like About You (one-shot)
Synopsis: There is one rule for Y/N to accept Jason Carver's advances: if he wants to go out with her, the jock has to name ten things he likes about the resident 'Freak'Eddie Munson. Can he do it?
Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!Reader
Warnings: swearing, Jason being a dick as usual, nothing else I can think of (minimally edited)
Genre: fluff mainly
Word count: 3085
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Y/N Y/L/N was an enigma at Hawkins High. Not unpopular by any means, but didn’t run directly in with the ‘it’ crowd either. She was friends or at least friendly with most of the cliques, but even with the ones she didn’t interact with, she didn’t bully or look down on them, simply coexisted without any problems. Eddie thought it was probably why he’d started to crush on the girl.
Typically, she’d be sitting by the cheerleader table, her and the Queen of Hawkins High Chrissy Cunningham being as thick as thieves unless Nancy Wheeler had taken some time off from their newspaper to come and eat a bit, but starting from a couple of months ago, from time to time, he’d find the girl by his Hellfire Club table. She wouldn’t bother them, wouldn’t talk, wouldn’t even look at them, simply sat down and started to push around the sludge-like mashed potatoes or scrutinize the way-too-orange looking mac‘n’cheese on her plate.
At first, Eddie wanted to snark at her, wanted to tell her to get lost, but the day Y/N had first taken a seat at the far end of their table, he’d noticed how she’d closed her eyes for a moment, took in a deep breath and exhaled. And then, when she did open her eyes – it was like a giant boulder had come off her shoulders. And he understood it. Maybe not exactly what or why she felt that way, but he did, and Eddie’d be damned if it didn’t make his heart skip a beat at the thought, she felt safe around him and his bunch, safe enough to let down her guard like that.
Slowly it had become a routine. Seemingly whenever Y/N had too much of something, she’d take a now unofficially assigned seat at the right end of their table and just sit there. She’d throw them a small smile and a wave, then pull out her Walkman and put the headphones on, disconnecting her from the surrounding world, and Eddie had sort of taken it upon himself to make sure Y/N enjoyed her forty minutes of peace unbothered. Maybe he’d sometimes let Robin Buckley or Chrissy take her out of the zen state, but for anyone else, Eddie would give the most menacing and crazy look he could muster, so the person tucked their tail between their legs and turned the other way, leaving the girl alone.
This was one of those days where Y/N needed to get away from the crowd, it seemed, as Eddie watched how her shoulders and back tensed more and more with every second the guys from the basketball team spoke around her while she sat next to Chrissy, before something in her snapped. She placed a gentle palm on the other girl’s hand, squeezed it and stood up, taking her food tray with her, as well as her book bag.
Loud “oh, come on, Y/N!” followed her, but she didn’t even look back, rather gritted her teeth so as to seemingly not let out whatever it was, she wanted to actually say.
With a deep sigh, she dropped the bag on the ground, and a bit more carefully placed the red plastic tray on the table as to not let the questionable meal of the day slip off.
She was wearing a pair of light baggy jeans, some graphic tee of an obscure-looking indie movie printed on, tucked behind the waistband and cinched with a black belt while a knitted patchwork cardigan kept her warm in the still somewhat cool spring winds.
Y/N looked comfortable, and that was also one of the things Eddie liked about her. She didn’t really follow the newest fashion trends. Sure, her clothes were mostly styled in a way that reflected whatever was in at that moment, but she did it in her own way. Eddie was pretty much sure, he’d seen that cardigan on her all throughout high school. She didn’t hide behind clothes to create a persona, she used that and make-up, or on some days none of it, to enhance who she already was.
“Shit,” Y/N muttered under her breath, bringing Eddie out from his thoughts as her fork clattered below the table.
Grumbling, she put her Walkman away to lean down and grab it, but the freshman Mike, who’d Eddie had recruited for the D&D club, beat her to it.
“Here,” the boy mumbled, and Y/N flashed him a grateful smile.
“Thanks. But I probably should get a new one. I don’t think I’m brave enough to put anything in my mouth that’s touched the cafeteria floor. Don’t want to be the cause of the new Black Plague or some shit.” She snorted. “Besides, I’ve made it to the end of my senior year. It’d be quite pathetic to kick the bucket like a couple of months before that.”
“Not as pathetic as repeating the senior year, over and over again,” Eddie chuckled from the head of the table, but Y/N didn’t laugh along with him at his self-deprecating joke.
“Just because someone’s not academically skilled, doesn’t mean they’re pathetic.” She was frowning. “I’ve heard you play, Eddie. You’re amazing. I have no doubt that when you get out of this hellhole, you’ll do big things. Just… just don’t give up yet, don't write yourself off like that.”
Eddie was one hundred percent sure he was blushing like a madman, but the soft smile she gave him made his heart soar at her kind words, let alone at the fact she had heard him play and had said he was talented. The man was just about ready to combust from the love in his chest.
Truth be told, Eddie was also academically inclined, it’s just that whatever the school threw his way couldn’t hold his attention for more than a second. He was excellent at math because of D&D, but when it came to finding the x on a Pythagorean theorem, he was lost because there was no intrigue behind it. He was an amazing storyteller, but his grammar wasn’t the best, and his handwriting was even worse, so most of the time even he couldn’t figure out what he’d written on the page, getting himself a fat D- for the unintelligible scribbles.
“Shit,” Mike muttered, bringing Eddie out from his daydreams and making him look up at the freshman, but his eyes were trained somewhere over Y/N’s shoulder.
Slowly he followed as she glanced backwards, and groaned as they noted Jason Carver walking up the Hellfire table, the whole club growing stiff and frowns etching themselves onto their faces.
“Not one single day of fucking peace,” Y/N mumbled under her breath and rolled her eyes.
“You okay?” Eddie leaned closer to her over the table. “Just give the word and I’ll tell him to fuck right off from here. I have no problems making a scene.”
“No.” She sighed, stabbing the fork into the food with a ferocity, Eddie could only imagine it was someone’s face. Hopefully that someone's that was sauntering their way. “Don’t. The shit he does and says to you is bad enough, so please don’t add any fuel to the fire on my account. Sorry, by the way.” She grimaced. “For all of that.”
Eddie shook his head. “It’s not like you’re saying those things, which by the way, thank you.”
Y/N frowned even more. “You shouldn’t be thanking me for being a decent person. Fuck how low has the bar gotten exactly?”
His snort made her lips quirk up in a smile, but all of it was wiped away when Jason cleared his throat. 
For a moment she closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, as if gathering her self-composure, before turning around in her seat with a raised brow. “Can I help you, Carver?”
“I just - uh - look.” Jason gave Y/N the most charming smile he could muster. “I know the guys can be a lot with the teasing, but I actually came here to say that honestly maybe we should do it, you know...”
She looked at him as if he’d grown a second head. “Should what?”
“Go on that date. I mean I think we’d look pretty cute together.”
“Yes, well, some people think hairless mole rats are cute, but you don’t really argue about taste,” Y/N deadpanned and once again Eddie snorted.
Jason threw him a scalding glare. “Something funny, freakshow?”
“Carver,” she snapped. “Seriously?”
The basketball player’s hands balled into fists, but it seemed like he knew throwing a punch at Eddie would be completely counterproductive. “Okay, look.” He averted his eyes to Y/N. “Can you just come back and sit with us? At least away from… them? I know that all of this,” he gestured towards the Hellfire Club. “Is just an act, okay. I know you’re trying to play hard to get, but at least do it with someone of your own status.”
“My own status? Who the fuck do you think we are?” the girl scoffed. “This is high school, Jason, not the Queen’s court.”
“This shit’ll follow you after high school, Y/N.” Jason looked up and down at Eddie as if he was vermin. “I’m just trying to help you make the right choices.”
Honestly, Eddie wasn’t even listening to what the asshole was saying as he watched in fascination as a plan developed in her head. 
“You know what, Jason, you are right,” she said. “I will go out on a date with you, and I will never talk to anyone at this table. In fact, I'll never even walk past here again.”
Well, there went any chance Eddie had.
“If…”
Oh.
Y/N’s eyes met his. Eddie gulped, watching her stand up and slowly saunter away. His heart was beating a mile a minute and even though he didn’t have asthma, he was sure this was how an asthma attack felt, breaths coming in shorter and shorter as Y/N stood behind him.
For a second there was non-verbal communication between the two, as Y/N asked with her eyes if he was alright with her touching him, and he gave her a barely-there nod. Then her palms slowly settled on his shoulders before sliding over them and down and down his chest until she had her chin perked in the crook of his neck, her fingers intertwined right below his pecks, and oh, God, Eddie was gonna pass out.
He was desperately trying not to squirm because if there was one place on his body that was ticklish, it was his neck and collarbones area, but Eddie would stay still like the dead if it kept Y/N’s chin on his shoulder.
She was hugging him, her breaths tickling his neck, as his mind whirred, not even able to process any words coming out of her or Jason’s mouth, the rest of the cafeteria background having turned into white noise. All that existed was Y/N’s scent, and her touch, and her body weight pressing against his back and oh god, oh god, oh god.
“ – isn’t that right, Eddie?” Y/N’s voice invaded his ears and he blinked rapidly to get back to reality.
“What?”
“I said a guy should prove himself to a girl before asking her out, right?”
Eddie swallowed, and nodded, his eyes unable to break from Y/N’s gaze. “Right, yeah. Of course. Definitely. One hundred percent.”
“So then.” Y/N looked at Jason. “Don’t you think you’d have to prove to me I wouldn’t waste my time with you?”
Jason had his arms crossed, glaring at Eddie as he sucked on his teeth, probably trying to figure out a hundred different ways as to how to punch in his nose, but reluctantly looked at Y/N.
“Name your price, Y/L/N.”
“You, Jason Carver, have to name ten nice things about Eddie here. And you have to say them like you mean them.”
Jason let out a laugh, and the rest of the gathered basketball team mimicked him. Eddie hadn't even noticed his goons had gathered to watch the spectacle. “What? I meant something I can actually do.”
“I can start.” Y/N shook her head and smiled as if she was oblivious as to what he’d meant. “But obviously you can’t use my examples, you have to come up with your own. For one.” She turned to the side and looked Eddie directly into his eyes. Yep. He was for sure dead. Had to be. Or definitely was going to be because he wasn’t breathing. Was his heart still working? He wasn’t sure. “I absolutely love how you can play the guitar. I think it’s amazing. It takes dedication and skill to keep up with something like that. And well, I’d say it certainly means you’re good with your fingers, which is an added bonus girls definitely appreciate.”
You know what? If lightning struck him then and there, Eddie would be completely fine by it. Was he a massive virgin? Yes, very much so, he’d never even fingered a girl before, but holy shit, he’d play the guitar until his fingertips bled, if what Y/N said was true, especially if that was her opinion.
“Come on, Y/L/N.” Jason let out a chuckle of disbelief, but Eddie could see he was seething underneath, and it was very much so an enjoyable sight. “Stop playing. Tell me what I actually have to do to get you on a date with me and away from these lowlifes.”
Y/N simply shrugged, pressing her cheek against Eddie’s, pouting as she did so. “What do you mean? I already did – name ten nice things about Eddie. It can be about his looks, what he’s good at, how he’s helped someone – anything. Here’s an easy one – his mind is absolutely brilliant. You have to have amazing imagination to come up with such complex Dungeons & Dragons campaign plots, and I think he’d make an amazing novelist if he put those ideas on paper.”
“He’s a freak.” Jason finally snapped, sneering with as much venom as he could muster. Eddie wouldn’t be surprised if he actually was a snake underneath that skin and hair gel.
Y/N snorted and straightened out, but her palms remained rested on Eddie’s shoulders and he couldn’t help himself but settle his own over hers. Their fingers intertwined and she squeezed his palm in response. He was in heaven.
“And what, you’re not?” Y/N scoffed. “Jason, you’re obsessed with chasing an orange ball around a court like you’re a fucking dog who needs to hear ‘good boy’ every time you almost put it in the hoop. You think you’re so nice and all when you’re the most judgmental piece of shit I know. I asked you to name just ten nice thing about Eddie, and you couldn’t even pull some bullshit one out of your ass, but I definitely can name ten things I hate about you starting with the fact that you’re so high up your own ass you can’t take ‘no’ for an answer. I don’t care about sitting next to you, let alone going on a date with you. The fact that you can’t see beyond your own prejudices, makes me know I did the right choice by telling you to go screw your hand the first time around.”
“You’ll regret this,” Jason sneered. “I’m trying to save you, can’t you see? You’ve been sitting with them so long it’s started to corrupt you.”
She raised her brow. “Will I? Because from my standpoint my future looks pretty a-okay. And saved from what? A fantasy game? You think an elf is gonna chop my head off in the real world? Or some orc's siren-like voice will lure me to my doom? Get a grip, Carver, and get out of my face before I smash it in for you.”
Jason was absolutely seething, his face flushed red while his chest heaved up and down, throwing one final look at Eddie who had a satisfied smirk on his own. “Just you wait, Y/L/N, and you’ll see the true nature of these – these Devil worshippers. And when you do, don’t come crawling back to us.”
“Jason, if you had the last glass of water on earth and I was on fire, I’d rather be consumed by those Hellish flames you’re afraid of than go near you with a ten-foot pole.”
And just to add the cherry on top, just to piss him off even more Eddie wiggled his fingers in a ‘bye-bye’ motion.
For a moment, Jason stammered, clenching and unclenching his fists as if readying himself for a pounce, but even with the whole basketball team behind him, he’d been humiliated by Y/N already, and if Principal Higgins came in to see a brawl, he'd surely believe the girl's version of the story, mainly because Chrissy Cunningham would a hundred percent stand by her best friend.
Eddie was sure he’d pay for her sticking up for him later, and no doubt Jason would find a way to make Y/N’s life a hell, but for now, they celebrated, as Carver turned on his heel and stalked away, the whole of Hellfire erupting in cheers and whoops.
“I’m so in love with you,” Eddie breathed out and Y/N threw her head back in a laugh. He swore it was the most beautiful sound in the world before he realized he’d said his thoughts out loud.
“Yep, and you said that out loud too.” Her smile was blinding, as she took the offered seat at Eddie’s side one of the boys sliding further, instead of retreating to the one at the end of the table. “But it’s okay. I – uh – I kinda like you too. It’s what made putting Jason in his place double the joy.”
Fuck it. It was high-time he shot his shot. “So, if I asked you out on a date would you tell me to go and screw my hand or would you give me a chance?”
She rested her chin on her palm, giving him a coy smile. “Well, can you name ten things you like about me?” 
Eddie leaned in closer, their noses almost brushing, wide grins on both of their faces. “Baby I have a whole list – would you like to hear it alphabetically or by the dates I noticed them?”
“Your pick, Eddie.”
By the time he walked that graduation stage and flipped Principal Higgins off, he hadn’t even gotten to B yet as the list was ever growing.
So was hers.
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rxgnor0k · 2 years
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Idyllic — J.Quinn
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Masterlist➢𖤓
Summary: <You accidentally say something flirty that catches you and Joseph off guard, little do you know that he’s been waiting for you to say something like that for ages>
Pairings: <Joseph Quinn x costar!fem!reader>
Warnings: <use of she/her pronouns, fluff, pining>
a/n: <NOT PROOFREAD, this was based off of a prompt i saw on pinterest lol, so creds to that>
⚠️ i will not allow anyone copy and pasting my work into any other social platform or site without consulting with me first ⚠️
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You entered the room confidently before sitting on the rich, velvet couch that stood before you. It was mere minutes before the interviewer would arrive, and being early was one of your main priorities.
Today was a bit different than the rest. Usually, you’d come to set along with Joseph, but he was no where to be seen. Yes, you called him multiple times, but he never picked up. You were afraid that he’d gone missing, or became very ill. Fortunately, his manager had called and said that he’d may run a bit late, as traffic wasn’t looking so good at this hour.
You sighed, relieved that Joseph was alright. For a while now, your feelings for Jo have increased, and made it clear to you personally that you had a crush on him. Honestly, it wasn’t a big deal, it was something you could easily contain. Though, there were times were you had to control yourself because Joseph looked too damn fine.
Being too caught up in your thoughts, you didn’t realize that Joseph had just entered the room and sat right next to you.
“Darling? You alright?” he asked, shaking your shoulder to set you back into this reality.
“What? Yea, i’m fine,” you said, shocked at his presence being so sudden. “I thought you were going to be a bit late? Your manager said you were in heavy traffic.”
“Mhm, I decided to just walk the rest of the way, so I payed the driver and strolled down the block in a fast pace,” he chortled, rubbing the back of his neck in a embarrassed manner.
���Well, I’m glad your here, Jo,” you patted the back of his shoulder, almost like a grandfather would to his children. “Jo, you look really nice today.”
Joseph smiled at the comment, as you shifted your attention in front of you. You couldn’t help but think about the jacket he was wearing. It smelt of rich leather, newly opened books, and his cologne. The amount of power his scent had on you was amazingly endearing. You could talk about it all day.
You opened your mouth to say something polite, but what came out was,
“You look like someone I’d very much like to kiss.”
The silence that overcame the room was so loud, that your heart beat was very clear to your ears.
You froze, your whole body suddenly stopped working. The amount of blood that rushed to your face was incredible. The sweat that dropped down your face profusely was quickly wiped by your now clammy hands. You breath hitched as you closed your eyes, unable to speak or make contact with anybody in the room, especially Joseph.
He sat beside you in awe, flattered with randomness of your comment. After looking at your face, he was pitiful.
“Surely she didn’t mean that,” he thought, amazed by how someone that he thought was considered superior to his league would say that. It’s almost like every night, he thinks of something like this happening. His confidence increased that any problems he could ever think of were now gone.
“Hey,” Joseph nudged your shoulder. You felt stiff as a rock, unable to move.
“Jo, I’m so sorry, my intrusive thoughts took over, and-“
“I think that you look very ravishing today as well. It’s almost like I have this urgency to kiss you this very moment,” he said. He said it so casually that it felt surreal.
“Jo, I-“ you were interrupted by the door opening, showing the interviewer for the morning. The both of you swiftly moved into an comfortable sitting position and started on with interview.
During the interview you couldn’t help, but glance up at Joseph as he quickly returned the loving gesture, leaving you a blushing mess. At one point, he slithered his hands in between yours, and caressed them. His hands were soft, yet rough, it was a comforting feeling. It certainly eased you into an relaxed state.
Though, the next day was a bit… different. You were woken up with far too many instagram dms. You were sent messages in all caps, talking about a video? You went into your search bar to go into google and looked up the video these messages were talking about. You saw multiple articles, tweets, and tik toks regarding the intimacy between you and Joseph.
“They already posted the video?!” you whispered, afraid to wake up the sleeping Joseph that slept quietly right next to you.
The next five minutes we’re spent scrolling through twitter and tik tok, talking about these moments between the two of you in the latest interview.
You set your phone down, and went back into the covers just to sneak up beside Joseph and snuggle into him. The sight before you made you feel extremely idyllic.
Let’s just say that these simple gestures had set the whole internet on fire.
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a/n: hey y'all! I rlly enjoyed writing this one!!! This one is 4 the Joseph girlies😁. Anyways, have good day (or night). Byeeeeeee
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choke-me-eddie · 6 months
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So we are all aware of Joe's thicc cheeks in Hoard right?! So just…let me have this. Written especially for my babes @joejoequinnquinn and @potayto-princess because we are FERAL. Let's all say thank you to Luna for making Joe eat sausage rolls.
Content warning: smut, RPF (don't like don't read don't bitch), minors DNI or I'll tell ya mums, unprotected p in v, positive mentions of weight gain, reader has a thing for Joe's ass bc who doesn't?!
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"More, Joe, more," you whimper into his shoulder as he fucks his cock into you. Your legs are wrapped around your boyfriend's waist, pulling him in deep, but it wasn't enough. You whine, rutting against him.
"I've got you, babe," he grunts, driving his cock faster into you. "Pussy feels so good around me."
The lewd sounds of your wet cunt fill the air, Joe's cock so deep in you it leaves you breathless with each thrust but it's still NOT ENOUGH.
"Joe, I-" you gasp, frustration cracking in your fucked out voice. He slows down, sensing your annoyance.
"What's wrong, darling?" He pants, loose, sweaty curls plastered to his forehead and his cheeks flushed. He looks utterly delicious. "Did I hurt you?"
"No, god, babe no, I just…I need more."
"More?" Joe's expression changes from concerned to slightly amused. Cocky even. "Desperate for me tonight, hm?"
"Always desperate for you," you hum, your hands gently skimming over his back, feeling his now slightly beefier frame. Whilst you love him madly and endlessly no matter what he looked like, he had gotten very skinny for Eddie. Now he was working on another project that required him to gain a little weight, and you loved not being able to feel every bone in his back for a chance.
And honestly, most of the weight seemed to go straight to his ass, which was just fucking perfect. The man had cake for days.
Your nails gently rake down his back as he starts to move again, his lips finding yours in a deep and messy kiss. He moans into your mouth as your nails reach his ass, and you can't fucking resist digging them into his meaty glutes and pulling him closer to you.
Joe lets out a shaky hybrid of a grunt and a gasp and you moan loudly as you pull Joe's cock deeper inside of your aching pussy, a flood of satisfaction washing over you. "Oh fuck, yes!"
"Jesus, baby, I think you just got even w-wetter," Joe groans, allowing you to control his movements as you grip his ass and move him in and out of you, his hips grinding against yours. His neatly trimmed hair around the base of his dick added the perfect amount of friction against your swollen clit, and you soon found yourself crying out as your orgasm hit, digging your nails into Joe's ass cheeks and humping against him.
The sudden biting of your nails on his ass took Joe by surprise, and he let out a small yelp which was drowned out by your moans. He let you ride out your high, letting you go boneless against him as the primal urge to reach his own orgasm took over, hiking your legs over his shoulders and fucking his cock in and out of you quickly. The bed squeaked in protest and your mouth fell open, eyes rolling back into your head as his cock hit your g-spot over and over again.
It didn't take long before Joe's hips stuttered, and he let out an animalistic grunt as he shot rope after rope of warm cum inside you, flooding your pussy, as he groaned and smashed his mouth to yours.
"Fuck," he gasped, his breathing coming out in pants. "What the fuck?"
You giggle against his lips, trying to catch your own breath.
"Those sausage rolls did you fucking good, babe."
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lovely--lover · 2 years
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SMUT * Kind of perv Eddie jerking off while snuggling oblivious readers tits *
The only light in the trailer came from the small television playing The Exorcist after Eddies insistence.
Notorious for being the scariest movie ever made Eddie knew it would be perfect to scare you into his arms. Allowing him an excuse to hold you. The way imagines at night while clutching an old pillow.
Although Eddie didn't take into account that he was a scaredy-cat. As the film was playing he found himself averting his gaze from the screen. Attempting to avoid a startling scene.
It was unavoidable and out of nowhere he squealed hiding his face into you. A gentle touch met the fluffy curls as you caressed his head pressing it further into your.....chest.
Eddie suddenly realized his face was right between your breast. Soft and warm caressing each side of his face. This wasn't his plan this was better.
When a loud sound echoed from the tv he used it as an excuse to jump further into your chest. Earning your comfort "Aw Eddie..if it's too scary we can turn it off?"
He took the opportunity to shake his head no. Snuggling his face deeper into your breast making his cock harden. You were oblivious to his true intentions.
"Okay" you cooed "We can still watch...I'll protect you." The laugh you gave making your tits to jiggle against his face. Teeth sinking into his lip to contain a moan.
Eddie slipped a hand down between his legs feeling up the hard-on shivering at the touch but freezing when you looked down at him.
"Eddie? Do you want me to put the blanket on you?"
He couldn't believe it! He gave another (fake) shiver while hiding his smirk in your chest "Could you please"
An audible moan left his lips as you leaned forward to grab the blanket. Eddies face was fully between your tits. Warmth taking over his cheeks and his body as the blanket draped over him.
The blanket concealed everything giving him the confidence to lower the zipper of his jeans. Reaching into the confines to grip his cock, pulling it free.
The tip was already leaking he spread it down his cock making the jerk smooth. Slowly moving his wrist up and down to not draw attention.
He used a tight grip jerking down and up giving extra attention to the tip. Running the back of his ring against the heated flesh before back down.
Nuzzling his face deeper he imagine his cock was sliding between your tits instead his hand.
How your hand would press the soft pliant flesh around him. Eddie would use his spit to glide through them causing them to bounce with each thrust.
Would you stick out that cute tongue and lick his tip as he fucked your tits capturing his cum in your mouth? Or would you beg him to cum on your tits and spread the sticky substance around so they glistened?
Eddie was close he could feel it. The tightening in his stomach the moans on the tip of his tongue. A few more jerks and he would be there but all his motions stopped "The movies over Eddie. It's okay now."
Eddie was fucked, not literally, and would never be by you if he was caught. Laying still he made no movements keeping his eyes shut.
Peering down you pushed away the stray hairs covering his face revealing his slumbering face "You're cute when you sleep Munson!"
Eddie had to keep from smiling. He had never had any luck in life but it was all appearing in this moment. As he was about to continue his pleasure you leaned down.
"I hope you dream of me Eddie" placing a delicate kiss to his forehead. The touch was so gentle. Your lips soft and warm. The tender touch made Eddie shiver and cum into his hand.
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louloulemons-posts · 5 months
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i can just imagine eddie being that boyfriend who gets mad if you open the door for yourself.
like this guy will carry you back to the van and put you in back in there, shut the door and then re-open it.
he will fully sprint down the halls at school to open the doors.
you’d open the door for him and he just stares at you, “are we going or not?”
“close the door.”
“why?” you’d ask teasing him.
“sweetheart i swear to god.”
“come on let’s go,” you’d leave the trailer and eddie would follow after, grabbing you and throwing you over his shoulder.
“nope, not doing this.”
he’d shut the door behind you and then open it again for you, “after you sweetheart.”
rolling your eyes at him you couldn’t help but huff a laugh.
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⬆️ eddies reaction when you open the door.
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somungchi · 2 years
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ceriseheaven · 1 year
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could you write clothed joseph/naked reader where reader is straddling him, fully tired from her day, and he just gently fucks her to sleep? 👀 i know you're busy so take you're time, darling, i would wait forever for you <3 (trying my hand at charisma there)
shoutout to the clothed/naked kink, gotta be one of my favorite genres 😵‍💫
warnings: fluffy smut so minors shoo away. + my daddy kink making a little appearance at the end so if you're not into that.. ignore it i guess
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"hey.. you're okay?" joe asks, getting up from where he's sat on the couch and walking towards you. he knows you better than he knows himself so he knows when something isn't quite right. "what is it love?"
work has always been work, it was never something you enjoyed or hated. it was merely a paid chore that needed to get done in time throughout the week and for the most of it, it was alright. most of it didn't include fridays when you have to stay for two extra hours for the weekly meeting with the other employees and your boss.
after pulling all these hours, all you wanted to do was get back home and fall asleep inside of your boyfriend's arms while his hands massage the tension off your body.
you grab his arms and made him walk backwards, he sits down after the back of his knees hit the couch and you put each one of your legs on the side of his thighs, sitting down straddling his lap. "i'm okay, just tired." you tell him, hiding your face in the crook of his neck and closing your eyes. "today was a bitch and she bit my ass"
he chuckles at your choice of words, bringing his hands down to your ass and gently kneading the skin there over your clothes, massaging it. "that sounds terrible i'm so sorry baby, how about i take care of you hmm? make it better?" he asks, kissing the top of your head.
"please i'd do anything to have this day end on a better note"
"yeah? then lift your arms for me, would you sweets?" he asks and you do as he says. he holds the end of your shirt then pull it off your head, his hands rest on your bare waist, caressing your skin there tenderly before one hand moves to your back where he undoes your bra with a quick flick of his fingers.
you almost moan at the feeling of relief your shoulders are experiencing after a long day of holding up the tight straps. he pulls your bra down your arms, leaving you naked from the waist up.
his hands find your shoulders and he massages them for a bit, digging his thumbs in deep and undoing the knots in your muscles one by one, "that feels good my love?" he asks, kissing your jaw as you nod while he slowly dips his hands down to your tits, giving them their fair share of his attention, massaging and fondling them lovingly. "can you lift your pretty hips for me a bit darling? need to rid you of these jeans"
you put all what's left of your strength into doing as he said, lifting your hips off his lap so he pulls your jeans, grabbing each one of your legs to slide it down them along with your panties so he wouldn't need to ask you to do this again.
"better now?" he asks as you settle in his lap again, housing your face in his chest and he wraps his arms around your naked figure securely, providing you with enough warmth to make you want to drift into sleep.
you hum quietly while his hands rub all the way from your shoulders down your spine then to your thighs and legs, making sure to not leave any piece of you untouched or neglected as he continues leaving kisses on your temples, your forehead and any spot his lips can reach.
after a while of a much needed blissful rest in his embrace, he feels you getting more and more relaxed in his hold, exactly like you needed to be and he begins to feel you rocking your hips against him while nuzzling your head deeper in his chest trying to conceal your light whimpers but he hears them anyway, "baby what have i told you about those pretty sounds?" he asks as he brings his hand to his pants, pulling it down followed by his boxers. he knows what you need without you ever having to ask for it.
he wraps a hand around the base of his cock, stroking it a few times to get it to harden a little more before lining it up against your wet entrance, knocking the air out of your lungs at the sudden contact before you could answer his question so he answers it for you, "i remember saying i wanted to hear them. i want to hear you whine and moan.. don't hide from me again, yeah my love?" his voice is soft and low, could be mistaken for a whisper when he spoke.
you nod against him as he thrust the tip of his cock inside you, slowly pushing more of his length in, stretching you out with every inch. "god you feel so good around me.. so fucking tight"
grabbing his shirt in your fists, you moan his name into his neck and feel him harden inside of you at that. his grip on your hips is strong but gentle and once he's buried all the way inside you, he sits you back on his lap, rocking your hips against his in slow circles, your clit hitting the end hem of his shirt with each time he brings it close to him but it doesn't feel too much, none of it does, everything feels just right.
the warmth, the fullness, the safety, it all feels just right.
joe's movements stop once he notices your heavy eyelids shutting down but you wince when he does, "you want me to keep going? keep you fucked and full while you fall asleep?"
"yes please daddy" you whine in a whisper. the name doesn't surprise joe, he's heard you say it before whenever your sleepiness controls the best of your thoughts. he's never brought it up to you when you're fully awaken though because you haven't and he worried that it would embarrass you if he did so him being the good boyfriend he is, he kept his mouth shut. it was like a secret he shared with your barely conscious self.
"if that's what my baby wants.." he says as his hands begin to rock your hips on his cock again, gently thrusting in and out of you just enough to keep the stimulation nice and steady for you, giving you enough to feel all of him warming you up from the inside and out. it feels like a dream and a part of you would almost mistakes it for one if it weren't for how real he feels. "go to sleep darling, daddy's got you."
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daleyeahson · 1 year
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Joseph Quinn 🤝 laying down during a photoshoot
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