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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

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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littlelioncub43 · 2 years

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Wake Up Call

Summary: Mornings were absolutely divine, especially in the company of one sweetheart of a metalhead— Eddie Munson. Even if he wasnt much of a morning person. You show him just how good a morning can be when you're together.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female!Reader

Warnings: Smut (18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI), fluff, blowjobs, oral sex (m receiving), morning sex, reader loves giving Eddie head, Eddie being a screamer, Eddie's morning voice, established relationship, face fucking, deep throating, crying during sex (not the reader), Eddie being a sweetheart, and a partidge in a pear tree.

Word count: I have no clue, babes, I wrote this on my phone 🥰

A/N: Holy shit. I am so self-conscious about this fic, you guys! I haven't posted a full length one-shot in so unbelievably long. I feel rusty. But! I'm posting it anyways! I still feel really good about this one. Anyway. Let me know what you think! Reblog, comment, send an ask, a carrier pigeon, a fax, a telegram, a kindly worded email— I would really love the feedback 🥰 it's nice to be back to writing, and I hope you love it as much as I do. Ok, I'll let you go now. I love you 💖

Kisses 💋

—K

The morning was still, a simple, peaceful hush hanging over the town of Hawkins, Indiana. Birds whistled their songs in a gentle voice, the trees barely rustling in the breeze as the world dreamt a little while longer. With the sun peeking over the horizon and Wayne already en route to work, the little trailer was serenity embodied.

You'd been up for a while doing nothing in particular as you waited for dawn to break. You loved watching the sun rise from Eddie's bed, the sunlight always seemed to pure shining through his curtains. With the new light slowly filling the room, you were finally able to properly see your boyfriend. Eddie lies beside you on his back, hands tossed across his chest haphazardly, his hair tossled carelessly around his face in a halo of chocolate curls and locks. The blanket that covers you both hung low on his hips, showing off the tattoos scattered across his alabaster skin, he ran a little hot at night and the summer heat was enough for him to toss the blankets aside. Your eyes trace the lovebites you left all along his exposed throat and the scratches along his meaty shoulder, a pleasant result of last night's vigorous activities.

The familiar surge of desire floods your body at the memory of last night, it sends a shiver up your bare spine. You bring one hand to his warm chest, drawing lazy lines as you scoot closer and closer to him. A smile tugs at your lips when Eddie twitches slightly, goosebumps pricking his skin like yours. Your hand glides lower and lower, you weren't in a hurry, no. There was more than enough time in the world for you two, right now.

As your fingers brush along the light dusting of hair on his tummy, Eddie can't help but shiver. Even in his sleep, Eddie was always so responsive; aching for your touch, your kisses, your love. He rolled his head to the side, breathing peacefully as he sleeps still. You watch his face for any signs of consciousness, when you find none, you chuckle softly. Your hand teases the edge of the blanket the covers his lower half. A prominent tent rests between his legs, the sight of it has you moaning softly. Your mouth watered with a hunger you knew well, you needed to taste him.

"G'morning, Princess," a raspy voice slurs. You heard the smile in his words well before you saw it. His face was soft from his slumber, eyes puffy but warm with love, his annoyingly charming smile lazily strung across his pink lips.

"Good morning," you whisper, bringing your hand back up to cup his cheek, leaning in so your lips brush against his ever so slightly. Eddie wastes no time closing the distance between you two. Eddie hums happily into the kiss when he feels your body melting into his, your legs tangling with his, his nornally bright voice was always unbearably deep and husky in the morning. The movement of his lips on yours distracts you enough from his arms slowly capturing your waist, holding you to him. He needed his morning kiss to function.

Finally, when breathing became a priority, Eddie relaxed his head back down on the pillow with a satisfied grin. Two rough hands slid across the bareness of your back soothingly as he looked up at you, he noticed the gleam in your eyes, even in the low light of early morning. The realization of your desire made his grin grow twice as big, his cock twitching excitedly with his heart.

"Whatcha lookin' at me like that for, pretty girl?" He teases, he knows exactly what you want. He just loves hearing you say it. You bite your plump lip to suppress a smirk, your hand leaving his cheek to float down his throat and chest.

"I wanna taste you, Eddie," you purr to him, not missing the way his pupils dilate at your confession, a shiver racking his body as your fingers tease the skin at the edge of the blanket once more. Your lips descend to his collarbones, sucking at the pale skin in the way you know drives him wild. "Please?"

"F-Fuck, yes. You can taste me, Princess," he whispers as if the air was knocked from his lungs. The devious pleased giggle you make against the curve of his neck is absolutely sinful, but Eddie can't help but grin wickedly with you. He feels your kisses deepen as you dip lower and lower, your hand finally cupping his morning wood gently— you always were a little tease.

The deep groan that rumbles in Eddie's chest when your warm fist surrounds his base echoes in the brightening room. Streaks of sunshine finally cutting through the blinds to illuminate your actions perfectly. Eddie lifts his head to watch your hand stroke him beneath the blanket, the duvet shrouding your movements, making it that much more erotic.

"Oh fucking hell, that's good," he groans, his hips pushing into your hand eagerly.

"Yeah?" You taunt softly, speeding your hand up ever so slightly. A surprised yelp breaks his deep moans when your teeth nip at the black widow spider inked into his chest, you give the demon head just below it a tender kiss with a pleased giggle before dropping lower and lower. The wet kisses you leave along his body has Eddie fisting the pillow beneath his head.

He fucking loved when you sucked him off, especially since you fucking loved doing it. The way you'd drop to your knees and take him into your mouth so happily, so eagerly— Eddie was wrapped around your little finger from now until the end of time.

"Jesus Christ," he sighs when you toss the blanket down and settle between his legs. You drag your free hand down his side, still steadily jerking him off with the other. You hum at the sight of his hard, throbbing dick, your hand slowing down to appreciate the way his shaft pulses. Your mouth waters to taste the beads of salty precum that ooze from him, but instead you latch on to his twitching thigh, biting the flesh there as you continue to teasingly stroke him.

"Mmmm," you moan, your eyes fluttering shut for a moment as you taste his skin, the heady scent of his manhood filling your senses. The strong yet lean muscle of Eddie's thigh tenses as you inch higher and higher. As much as he wants to believe you'll finally take him into your mouth, he knows better. His guess is proved right when you switched to his neglected thigh, opting to decorate it with hickeys and bites as you did the first one.

"Fuck— Princess, please, have mercy," he groans with a smile, his hands gripping the pillow a little harder. You chuckle and answer him with a kiss to the most recent hickey you were working on. Eddie watches as you finally bring your tongue to his head, he watches the pink muscles greedily clear away the drops of precum.

"O-Oh, fuck, yes," he moans as your lips encase his tip, his eyes fluttering. Yours stay on his face, enjoying the way his eyebrows furrow and crease with pleasure. With a slack jaw, Eddie lets out the pretties sounds you've ever heard; deep, throaty moans that bubbled from the pit of his chest and echoed throughout the unclean bedroom. His words slur together as you take more of his length into you, finding a slow and steady pace to bob your head.

This happened every single time, he couldn't believe how fucking good your mouth felt. How hot, how soft, how fucking wet you were. You moan as he fills your mouth, your hand not holding his base strokes his hip and inner thigh, knowing how sensitive he was there. The shivers you get in return tell you that he loves it. The vibrations of your moan has Eddie's hips twitching, stuffing more of himself into your throat.

"F-Fuck! Fucking hell!" He curses through his teeth, his eyes shut tight as he tries to calm down.

"Mmmmm," you moan again, watching as his face contorts once more.

"Jesus!" He shouts a little louder than intended, his eyes opening only to roll as you speed up ever so slightly. The sloppy sounds of his cock slowly fucking your mouth was going to drive him crazy. "Baby, ple— a-ah!— faster! Faster, God, please, faster!"

The rawness of his voice and his begging was more than enough to convince you. With a deep breath through your nose, you speed up. Your tongue flat against the underside of his shaft to guard him from your bottom teeth, and your hand moving from his base to cup his balls. The moment your soft hand comes into contact with his aching balls, Eddie does all he can do to keep from screaming; his balled up fist shoved into his mouth.

"Ohhhhmygod!" He cries from behind his hand as you play with his balls, his body writhes uncontrollably at the onslaught of indescribable pleasure. One, two, three more bobs of your head and you've swallowed him completely, your nose brushing against the patch of dark curls at his groin and his tip nestled deep in the heat of your throat. Unable to fight it anymore, Eddie's hand leaves the pillow to grip the back on your head fiercely, an unintelligible scream pitifully muffled by his fist.

The sounds erupting from your lover above you has arousal practically spilling from your untouched cunt. Your thighs rub together with need as Eddie's thighs tremble and spread for you. The grip he has on your head limits your movements, unable to pull off more than an inch or two, at best. In quick, jerking motions, he fucks your face eagerly as he listens to you gag around him. Your eyes, clouded with tears, flutter shut, allowing yourself to lose yourself in his pleasure.

Soon, you both find a rhythm. It's fast and dirty, primal, frenzied, lustful. Perfect. Eddie's deep moans raise in pitch, now sounding like a pitiful whimpering mess. Your own moans grow in frequency, knowing he's close to blowing his load down your throat, just like you want. The twitching of his cock signals his impending high.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck—!" Water gathers at his lower lashes. He couldn't help himself.

Eddie's head slowly begins to lift off the bed, his abs contracting as the pleasure mounts higher and higher, his voice suddenly gone. His hand leaves his mouth to join the other on your head, his fingers going rigid, his eyes stare up at the ceiling in an unfocused gaze, chin tilted towards the heavens as his pretty brown orbs roll and flutter uncontrollably. The smart mouth that is quick with a joke or a witty comment is left hung open in a silent scream, he holds his breath, his entire body drawing painfully taught when the pleasure is suddenly too much for him to take.

The first rope of his hot seed shoots into your throat as Eddie goes still, tears spilling over. He swears on everything holy that he's ascended to heaven, his vision is white and blinded with bursts of light as you milk him dry. You pet his hip as he cums, swallowing his seed with eager gulps, his lungs burning with the lack of oxygen. Each time your throat contracts around his length, his muscles pull tighter.

Finally, the last bit of his cum is cast out from his body. The strength quickly drains from Eddie, his grip loosens from your hair as he falls back on to the mattress, his eyes drooping shut on their own accord. You release him with a pop, gasping to catch your own breath. Through the water in your eyes, you see Eddie's relaxed face, his body limp above you.

"Eddie?" You call softly, your voice gravelly from your throat being wrecked. When you get no response, you crawl up his body, taking note of his breathing and erratic heartbeat. He's out cold.

You can't help but laugh a little before gently petting his sweaty head, brushing his bangs off his sticky forehead. Eddie comes back to you softly tapping his cheek, his ears ring like a bitch but he can hear your melodious voice over the din.

"Eddie, baby, wake up, come on, open your eyes for me, honey," you sound far away, but your words get clearer and clearer. The first thing he sees is your relieved smile, and he just can't help but tiredly smile back. "Hi, there, handsome. You ok?"

"Huh-huh," he grumbles from deep in his chest, speaking was far too complicated for him right now. You had well and truly sucked him stupid. Sleepily, he nuzzles into your hand that now cradles his cheek.

"Ready for a nap, big boy?" You coo and pull the blanket over you both. He hums an affirmative and weakly slings an arm around your waist, holding you close to him. On instinct, you bury your face into his neck as you settle in beside him.

A nap couldn't hurt.

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bearwiththehalo · 3 months

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eddie will go through tons of those valentines candy hearts just to find the perfect one to express how he feels about you.

#stranger things #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fluff #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn #jospeh quinn #it could be an relationship or him trying to get his crush to notice him but doing it in a goofy way

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curtbiddick · 1 year

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PSA: Eddie Munson has butterflies on his bedsheets.

(The top right and bottom left are ones I own and just added them as clear reference photos! Also I made a tiktok referencing these sheets and it blew up! I’m surprised I didn’t get bullied.)

#I just think it’s so precious he has butterflies on his sheetz!!!! 🥰#Eddie Munson #stranger Things #stranger things 4 #joe quinn #jospeh quinn #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson smut #lmao I’m just putting stuff now so it goes in tags sorry

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joseph-munson · 1 year

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the way he strums that guitar I’m sure he would be good at strumming my cli— never mind.

#eddie munson #eddie munson smut #eddie stranger things #eddie munson stranger things #eddie smut #stranger things #joe quinn #joseph quinn #jospeh quinn

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rowanswriting · 11 months

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a whole year of being obsessed with this big baby cow eyed bitch, and I show no signs of ever being over him. Happy 1 year Eddie! 🖤

#Eddie Munson #Jospeh Quinn #Joe Quinn #stranger things

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joekeeryswife · 2 years

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I'm very much into my Joseph Quinn obsession so can I please request these in a fic with him please? Hope its not too much to ask

“Try walking, I hear it helps.”

“Was that a contraction? I barely even felt it.”

Let’s get this show on the road.”

Birth - J.Q

FIRST JOSEPH FANFIC LETS GOOO! omg love please, it’s never too much to ask, i hope this was okay! thank you for requesting, i don’t know if this is what you wanted but i think that with the quotes that you gave me i created my own view, this is SUPER long <3

you were there, standing over the kitchen island, breathing with each contraction. Joseph was behind you, rubbing your back, trying to calm you down. "you're doing so well love" he said, kissing your head softly. you looked up at him after the contraction subsided and stood up straight. your contractions weren't close enough together for you to go to the hospital and your water hadn't broke.

"shall we try walking, i hear it helps" he said, grabbing ahold of your hand. you nodded your head and started walking. after a few minutes of walking around hold his hand, you felt like you needed to hold onto something to keep yourself up.

"can i hold onto your shoulders instead and then we walk?" you asked, letting go of Joseph's hand. "of course love" he said, he waited for you to walk behind him and put your hands on his shoulders. he started walking again and stopped every time you got a contraction. your head would rest on his back when each one came and he stood patiently, squeezing the hand that was on his shoulder as comfort,

the contractions started getting closer together and Joseph decided, after hearing you groan at each contraction, that it was best to go to the hospital. he helped you up the stairs and grabbed the bag whilst you put on a zip up hoodie and threw your hair up in a messy bun. you grabbed your phone and followed Joseph down the stairs.

he had your blanket and baby bag/suitcase in his hands and you were holding onto his bicep, keeping yourself stable. he helped you get your shoes on and then he slid his on before helping you walk to the car. he opened the door for you, his tongue slipping out his mouth, showing his iconic concentration face.

he helped you get settled in the car before going to the back, putting everything in the boot of the car. you waited for him to get in the car and once he did, he immediately started driving to the hospital. "let's get this show on the road" he said, holding your hand as you cried through the contractions which were coming at a faster rate.

"Joey" you said, eyes screwing shut as another, hurtful, contraction hit you. Joseph turned to look at you as he turned the corner, road leading up to the maternity unit. your midwife, thankfully, was already there, meaning you would be able to get a room straight away.

"i know love, almost there" he said, kissing your forehead. you breathing quickened as the contraction got worse. he found a parking space and helped you out of the car, he luckily got the bags out first before walking into the unit where he was finally spoke to the midwife at the reception. she led you to a room and helped you get settled in. she gave you a gown and Joseph helped you put it on before helping you get settled in the bed. she put the baby monitor on your stomach and then spoke up. "miss y/n, we need to check how much you are dilated. if you are around 4cm, you are allowed an epidural, just let us know" she said, putting gloves on to check how dilated you were.

"this will feel uncomfortable so i'm sorry about that, we just need to make sure you're ready" Carol, the midwife, said as she lifted up the blanket. she started checking how much you were dilated and it did hurt. “ouch” you said as she kept checking how much you were dilated. Joseph stood next to you, holding your hand, rubbing your forehead as Carol kept inspecting you. after her prodding stopped, she took off her gloves and started talking.

“okay so you are about 5cm. that means you can get an epidural. was that something you wanted to do?” she asked, pulling the blanket back down. you nodded your head and spoke up. “i do want one please.” you pleaded, wanting to be rid of the pain.

“okay lovely, i’ll get that booked in now, i’ll come back when it’s your turn.” she said, leaving the room to book your epidural. you turned to Joe who was smiling at you. “even in a situation like this you’re still so kind to others. i don’t know how you do it, id be shouting” he said, making you laugh at him.

“trust me, i want to be rude but i honestly can’t” you said, closing your eyes as another, painful contraction surged through your body. your hand squeezed Joseph’s as it felt a lot worse than the others. your face scrunched up and Joseph took this chance to sit on the bed, next to you, and press a few small kisses onto your head. “you’re doing so well sweetheart. so amazing, you’re so strong” he said, stroking the hair out of your face.

“can you help me stand up?” you asked, sitting up a bit. Joseph nodded and helped you up. “can we sway?” you said, hands wrapping around Joseph’s waist. he wrapped one arm around your back and the other on stroked your and he bent down, hugging you. he swayed lightly as he kissed the top of your head. after a few minutes of swaying, you felt a gush of water fall out of your water has broke all over Joseph’s trousers.

“i’m sorry Joey, i didn’t know it was gonna come out” you said, a little embarrassed as he pulled away slightly. “hey no it’s okay, don’t apologise sweetheart, you can’t control it” he said, stroking your cheek. luckily, he’d brought a pair of joggers with him as he didn’t know how long you’d be here. he helped you back into bed before he went into the bathroom to get changed. after he was done, he came and sat on the chair which was next to your bed and held your hand, stroking it softly.

Carol and the lady who was doing your epidural, Jane, both came in the room, telling you it was time for your epidural. “so miss y/n. we are gonna either get you to sit up or turn around, which one would you prefer” Jane said, setting up the equipment for the epidural. “i’ll sit up” you said, Joe grabbed your hands and helped you sit up. Jane cleaned your back before giving you instructions.

“you need to keep completely still, tell me of you’re having a contraction lovely and i’ll try be as quick as i can” she said, getting the needle ready. you had a pillow on your lap and your head was resting on it. “okay so completely still, three, two, one” she counted down and then you felt a pinch in your back, meaning the epidural had been put in.

Joseph watched from the chair, being told he couldn’t come to close as he wasn’t in scrubs. after 10 minutes, the epidural was fully in and Jane said you could move. you had three contractions and it was hard not to move but you did it. Joseph got up from the chair and helped you lay back down.

you were told that it took 20-30 minutes for it to start working and you were happy you were finally getting some sort of pain relief. you laid back down and waited for the epidural to kick in. each contraction slowly fading into a tightening sensation instead of cramping. the pain faded and it just felt like there was pressure forming in your stomach.

Joseph looked at the monitor, seeing there was a harsh contraction happening. “Was that a contraction? I barely even felt it.” you said, him turning to look at you. “yeah it was, it was a bad one as well” he said, putting your hair behind your ear. you nodded your head and laid your head back on the pillow, tiredness taking over you.

“can you lay with me?” you asked, moving over a little, making room for him to lay down. he nodded his head and put his arms around your shoulders, pulling you into him. you wrapped your arms around his waist and laid your head in his chest and closed your eyes. he kissed your forehead and rubbed your neck comfortingly.

the neck rubbing and forehead kisses lulled you to sleep, allowing you to finally relax after 7 hours of labour so far. it had started about 2pm and now it was 9 and you were knackered. Joseph didn’t speak for the hour and a bit you were asleep. he just allowed you to relax and he didn’t move, he stayed in that same position as you were comfortable. he would do anything to make sure you were okay and if that meant staying in the same spot, he would do it.

you woke up, that hour and a bit later, and looked around the room. Carol had come back in to check how dilated you were and you were and you were surprised to hear you were finally at 10cm. this was it, you were finally going to have the baby you’d been waiting for your whole life. “you ready to start pushing y/n?” Carol said, putting her gloves on. you nodded your head and got into a more comfortable position. Joseph got off the bed and stood next to you, holding your hand.

waiting for Carol to give you the all clear, you squeezed Joseph’s hand. he smiled at you and bent down to kiss your forehead before standing back up. “okay, are we ready?” she said, smiling at you. you nodded before she started instructing you on what to do. you had you legs spread, chin to your chest as you started pushing, your body sweating as you pushed downward.

you pushed for ten seconds then released, taking time to breathe. “okay y/n another big push” Carol said, wanting you to get straight back to pushing the baby out. you started pushing again, hearing the lovely words of encouragement from Joseph- ‘you’re doing amazing sweetheart’ ‘look at you, you’re doing so well’ ‘keep pushing babe, they’re almost out’. those words pushed you to keep pushing. Joseph bent down, whispering to you as you pushed, kissing the side of your head, brushing the hair that stuck to your forehead out of your face.

after 10 minutes of pushing, you heard a loud cry come from below you. your heart swelled, hearing the babies cry. Joseph, kissed your forehead before kissing your lips, then he looked up over at Carol who was wiping the baby clean. “and it’s a baby girl, congratulations” Carol said, smiling at the two of you. you started sobbing as soon as Carol put the baby on your chest, the feeling of your own daughter on your skin made you emotional.

Joseph had tears rolling down his face as he watch his two girls meet for the first time. he bent down, kissing your head a few times before stroking his babies hair. “she’s got so much hair” you said laughing, looking up at Joseph. he nodded his head and smiled through his tears. “i need to go weigh her, it’ll take a few minutes so just relax y/n” Carol said, taking the baby over to the other side of the room.

you wrapped your arms around Joseph’s neck, pulling him in for a hug as more tears fell down his face. one thing you loved about Joseph was that he would show his emotions and communicate instead of keeping them bottled up. you rubbed his back and kissed his forehead before wiping your own tears. “you’re okay baby, you’re a daddy now. you need to tell everyone” you said, rubbing his back still.

he sniffled before pulling out of the hug, Carol brought the baby back to you and placed her on your chest. “7 Ibs 2Oz. absolutely perfect” she said, stroking the babies cheek. “i’ll leave you two to it. congratulations” she said, walking out of the room, leaving it with just the three of you. “Joey come sit next to me” you said, moving over carefully with the baby on your chest.

he sat next to you, watching you and his beautiful baby girl. “she’s so perfect y/n. you did so amazing” he said, kissing you on the forehead. “she’s so pretty” you whispered, not wanting to disturb the baby in your arms. you stroked her cheek gently, making her grimace at the touch. she opened her eyes, they were a beautiful brown colour, identical to Joseph’s. Joseph watched as you smiled at your baby and realised how lucky he was. his perfect little family.

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eddiesxangel · 9 months

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Uh oh 🥵

#jospeh quinn #Eddie munson #Eddie munson AU #eddie munson fanart #Eddie munson function #pirate!eddie #knight!eddie #cowboy!eddie

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cartoongirlblog · 1 month

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#jospeh quinn #eddie munson #art #sketches

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queenimmadolla · 1 year

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Can I request a Eddie one shot where it’s that scene where he was basically telling Steve how Nancy still loves him and she didn’t hesitate to go after him but like instead it’s Eddie and female reader and it’s Steve telling Eddie that and Nancy and robin tell the reader something similar where it’s obvious they 1. Still love each other or 2. They like one another. You can choose whichever or go however you like!

Had to squeeze in some angst but I still think it’s pretty good, hope you like it!

𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

(Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader, exes to lovers)

“I can’t fucking believe I’m gonna die like this,” You muttered under your breath, watching your feet as you made your way through the Upside Down, covered in who knows what, drenched and exhausted. You’d been perfectly content (anxious) at home as a witch hunt for your ex-boyfriend assembled. Why you cared was beyond your knowledge, why Chrissy Cunningham being in his trailer in the first place plagued your mind was something you refused to think about. Thinking about it gave it more power over you and you would not let Eddie have more power over you. Not after he’d dumped you last week only to hook up with the most popular girl in school despite sneaking around with you for months because he didn’t want to go public with your relationship. Your feelings were beyond hurt.

Despite the emotional pain, you’d been about to go looking for him when the witch hunt came to you. As in Jason and his shit friends had abducted you from your home, foolishly believing there was a possibility Eddie could still care about you. They’d dragged you with them to the boat house where they had found Eddie and tried to use you as bait, only you’d been able to slam your fist back into Jason’s balls. His grip had dropped from around your neck as he crumbled to the ground and Patrick made no move to stop you–his eyes almost pleading with you to escape–as you dove into the water.

Jason recovered quickly, though, jumping in after you. Patrick had jumped in after him, pulling him away from you to give you more time to escape. You’d almost reached Eddie’s boat, where he was leaning over, ready to pull you on board when you could hear Jason start yelling at Patrick. Despite Eddie yelling at you to keep coming to him, you turned just in time to see Patrick go under. Then he’d shot up into the air, where he proceeded to contort in ways the human body was not ever meant to, like he was some soda can before plummeting down to the water. At that point, Eddie was in the lake with you, tugging you with him and you went willingly, positive Patrick was dead.It had more of an effect on you than you cared to admit. He’d been nice to you the entire time you’d been Jason’s hostage. More than once, you’d almost been on the receiving end of Jason’s emotional tantrums and Patrick had been the one to step in and take the hit. Almost like he was used to it. He’d kept you calm, let you know he wouldn’t let Jason harm you, that he’d get you out of there.

You had tried sympathizing with Jason, aware stupid ass police officers had been the reason he believed Eddie played a major role in Chrissy’s death but he was taking things way too far. You didn’t think he’d stop until the boy he believed to be his girlfriend’s killer was dead. You’d been stuck with Eddie in the woods until help came in the form of Steve Harrington and his rag tag group. Then you’d been on that damn lake again, unable to think of anything but Patrick’s body hitting the water.

Eddie had tried to talk to you, console you but you’d shrugged away from him and moved onto the otherside, next to Steve. Knowing Eddie was alive soothed your worry but your annoyance and disdain for him was at an all time high. You were in this mess because he just had to play hanky panky with someone else’s girlfriend.

When Steve had been pulled under and everyone jumped in, you’d been about to dive in after Robin.“What the fuck do you think you’re doing!?” Eddie screamed at you, hand darting out to secure itself around your wrist as you stood with one foot on the edge. “I’m going in! They need help!” You frowned, ignoring the sensation that had shocked its way through your nervous system at his touch.

“Like hell you are, you’ll get yourself killed!” His eyes were pleading with you but you couldn’t see past your own hurt. “Just stay in the boat, please I can’t lose you!”

“I’m not yours, remember?” It made that ache in your heart rip wide open to say and you couldn’t stand to look at him any longer so you’d torn yourself away and jumped in. Probably wouldn’t have if you had known you’d have to fight bat looking demon creatures. You’d been on the tennis team so you were impressively knocking them out of the air like flies until a fucking wave of them were approaching. You’d all run into the cover of the disgusting looking woods rather than face them. Now here you all were, licking your wounds and making your way to Nancy’s house.

Eddie and Steve were somewhere behind you while you walked alongside Nancy and Robin.

“Are you guys like a thing?” Robin blurted out in a whisper, “I wasn’t gonna ask but if we’re gonna die, I’m kind of curious to know. He seemed to be coming onto you pretty hard in the boat.”

“No, we’re not a thing,” You sighed out, rubbing the soot—or wherever the fuck the nasty shit in the air was, off of your face. “Anymore.”

“I told you,” Robin lightly slapped Nancy’s shoulder with the back of her palm. “He looked pretty crushed when you ignored his help getting in the boat.”

“Yeah, well, when you get dumped you kind of don’t want anything to do with the guy after. Not that being held hostage and getting sucked into another dimension with him isn’t romantic.”

“Are you being sarcastic?” “Yes, Robin. I’m being sarcastic.”

“So, it’s over? Donzo? Caput?”

“As dead as the girl in his trailer.”

Robin pursed her lips and nodded while Nancy bit her lip.

“You know, he sort of implied she was there for other reasons.” Nancy supplied and you winced, trying to push the imagery out of your head.

“I don’t need nor want to know that.”

“No, no, not that! Business related.” You glanced her way to see her raising her eyebrows, hoping you’d understand her implication.

“You want me to believe Chrissy was at Eddie’s to buy drugs? The first scenario sounded more believable.” You huffed, glancing behind you just in time to see Eddie’s gaze dart away.

“It’s true,” Robin agreed, having grown fond of Eddie in their short time forced together, “I mean, yeah the guy was sad about her death, but I think it had more to do with the fact that he ran away.”

“What was he supposed to do?” You chortled, picturing Patrick’s death again. If Chrissy’s was as brutal as that, there had been no saving her. And why a coroner seemed to think a practical teenager was capable of breaking limbs, dislocating a jaw and crushing their eyes in like that was also questionable. Someone deserved to be fired. “Unfold her broken bones and tell her dead body to get up and run?”

Robin shrugged her shoulders, looking almost like she agreed with you, “Yeah, I don’t know exactly what he expected to do there, to be honest. But I know he feels at fault, almost. And I know he stares at you like my dad stares at my mom.”

You and Nancy both raised your eyebrows at her.

“In love! He stares at her like he’s in love! He jumped in after you, right? That guy has been hesitant every step of the way but he came in through that weird ass portal thingy right after you did. You weren’t even settled on your feet when he came through. It means something. Look, I can’t exactly be with the person I’m interested in, but if sh-they were looking at me like he looked at you? I’d be in their arms right now, professing my love and ready to take on Vecna.” Nancy stared at Robin, looking slightly awed at her speech, “Wow, Robin. That was actually really good.” “Because I mean it.�� She was giving you a look you didn’t need to decipher, too busy thinking about how scared you’d been when you didn’t know if he was alive or not. You could lie to them all you wanted, but you couldn’t lie to yourself about being in love with Eddie. A love like yours wouldn’t just go away after a week.

“Nancy jumped in after Steve, are you saying that means she’s in love with him?”

“No!” Nancy made a face, shaking her head. “Now that is done. Plus, I’ve got a boyfriend who I am very much in love with. If it had been Jonathan, that thing wouldn’t have had the chance to drag him all the way through after I was done with it. Steve’s my friend. I wasn’t about to let him drown. Robin jumped in, too.”

“I am also not in love with Steve,” Robin commented dryly, as displeased with the idea as she was in Starcourt. Behind you, Eddie was getting a similar pep talk. “So what’s going on there, Munson?” Steve gestured to you as they hung back. Eddie glowered at him before his gaze was focused on the back of your head again. “None of your business.” Steve shrugged, satisfied with having tried. Eddie quickly grew restless. “She hates me.” He admitted with a frown. “Highly doubt that.” “Did those bat things get your eyes, too? ‘Cause you are definitely not seeing what I’m seeing.” Eddie had expected you to ignore him, you’d done so immediately after the break up but he was hoping now that you were in an actual life or death situation, you’d be a little more open.

He’d been scared shitless when Jason called out to him from the shore and he’d seen you with him. Then he noticed Jason’s hand gripped around your neck. All he knew after that was rage.

By some fucking good luck, you’d both managed to get out of the situation relatively unharmed, though he knew how effected you must have been with Patrick’s death. You’d been in a near catatonic state until the others showed up and informed you on exactly what was going on. Then you went right back to purposely ignoring him while all Eddie wanted to do was hold you until this was all over. “We’re literally in a very filthy version of Hawkins, she saw me almost eaten alive, there’s a very good possibility we won’t get out of here and she still won’t talk to you. If she hated you, she’d have no trouble chatting you up in these circumstances, for the hell of it. But she’s not, which means she’s really hurt, really mad, or both. And that means she cares, a lot more than she wants to admit.” Eddie dragged his stare away from you to glare at Steve, suspicious of his intentions, “You noticed all of that? Is there a reason you were paying such close attention to her?”

The jealousy stirred in his belly, though he was aware he’d been the one to end things between you, meaning he didn’t really have the right to be jealous, Eddie was. He was so very jealous. He’d wanted to rip Steve’s arm off when you’d been the only one to accept Steve’s assistance getting into the boat and not his.

And you’d jumped in to save him, despite knowing him for even less time than Eddie had. The implications were there and Eddie didn’t like them one bit. The only reason he’d broken it off with you in the first place was all the flack he was catching as of late, he knew the moment you went public with your relationship, they’d group you in as a freak with him. You were anything but a freak. Smart, beautiful, vice president, you had a lot going for yourself. Who the fuck was he to hold you back? So, he’d painstakingly let you go; felt very much so like he was ripping his own heart out along with yours. Then a week later, everything went to shit. Still, through all the supernatural events taking place, you were at the forefront of his mind. You were all that mattered. Making sure you got out of this alive was his only goal, whether you hated him or not.

“Whoa, no! She’s all yours buddy, I’m just stating my observations. I’ve gotten pretty good at reading women, lately. Ironically, I can't seem to find one.”

Eddie glanced between Steve and Nancy, aware of their previous relationship but there didn’t seem to be any romantic interest between the two, Steve remained relatively unbothered (though annoyed with his lack of a female companion), it seemed that chapter was truly over.

“You’ll find her eventually. As for her,” Eddie’s attention was back on you as his longing hit him full force. “I love her. Really messed things up and I don’t think she’ll forgive me.”

“Won’t know if you don’t try, right?”

“Right.”

When they reached Nancy’s house, Eddie pulled you aside in the entryway while the others all seemed to conveniently vanish.

“I don’t want to talk to you right now.” Was the first thing out of your mouth, you moved to head up stairs but once more, Eddie held you back.

“Don’t know if you noticed, honey, but right now might be all we have. I get it, you’re mad at me. And you have every right to be, I’d just rather not go out if this world—or, this dimension, I guess—without you knowing I’m stupid fucking in love with you.” Eddie declared, hand squeezing your unresponsive one.

“Sure,” You rolled your eyes, trying to yank your hand out of his grasp. Eddie wouldn’t budge, slowly reeling you in.

“Why are you so intent on being hard headed?”

“Because if we weren’t in a really fucked up alternate dimension, you wouldn’t be talking to me right now. You’d be nice and cozy with a pretty cheerleader in your trailer. Let’s just get back to our normal, shitty dimension and go back to pretending we never existed to each other, yeah?” It wasn’t a question. You tried to pull away again but once more, Eddie didn’t release you.

Instead, he tugged you forward until the tips of your shoes were touching, grinning victoriously down at you.

You were stuck in a world filled with monsters and the idiot was smiling??

“You’re jealous.” He stated, eyes alight with delight as his thumb stroked along your wrist. “You still love me.”

“What!? No! I just-I’m pointing it out!” You stuttered out, floundering to come up with an explanation as to why you brought up the other girl.

Eddie finally dropped his hold on your wrist only for his hand to move to the back of your head, holding you in place as he crushed his mouth to yours.

You raised your hands in surprise before they moved forward to rest on his chest and surprisingly, you didn't push him away. Instead, your hands bunched the fabric, face of the Tiefling mascot scrunched in your fist as Eddie worked your mouth open. The kiss tasted heavily of Lover’s Lake but you hadn’t thought you’d ever be in the position to kiss him again so neither of you gave a fuck.

Eddie pulled away, much to your dismay, panting out, “She was there to pick up special K. That’s it, okay? Just business. Only person I wanna be cozied up to is you, honey. I was fucking stupid, we should be together, baby. Me and you. How it was always meant to be and yeah, okay this whole ‘we’re all gonna possibly die’ thing prompted me but that’s all it was, a prompt. Bucket of ice cold water, a kick to the ass, a wake up call; if I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die knowing the love of my life is aware of just how much I love her. Never stopped. Not for a single goddamn second.”

You were fighting back tears when you flung yourself at him, arms wrapping around his shoulders as his wound around your waist, clutching you tightly to him.

“Don’t say that! You’re not gonna die. We’ll get out of this.” You weren’t so sure, especially now that you know what the clock meant. You hadn’t told the others you’d heard the cursed sound while you were in Jason’s car after they had snatched you. You couldn’t tell Eddie, he’d be devastated about your impending fate.

“Say it,” he begged, pulling back only enough to stare down at you with pleading eyes, “please.”

“I love you.” Your response was instant, “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

Eddie made a choked sound before he was dipping down for another desperate kiss. The two of you stayed molded together for a handful of minutes, indulging in your renewed declarations until Steve called out.

“You guys hear that? Dustin?”

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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.

⬆️ eddies reaction when you open the door.

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littlelioncub43 · 1 year

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Morning Shenanigans

Summary: Tom ends up being late to work again, but it's definitely something worth being late for.

Pairing: Tom Grant x Fem!Reader

Warning: smut, fluff, unprotected sex (don't be silly, wrap thy willy), creampie, heavy makeout session, dry humping, rough sex, desperate sex, quickie sex, established relationship, idiots in love.

Word count: no clue, I wrote this on my phone

A/N: This was an accident! It was supposed to just be a quick drabble or thot or whatever, but it became this. I love it. I need Tom Grant in my life, then everything would be fine. I hope you like it! Say something nice! Hehe

Kisses 💋

—K

You don't know how it started exactly. One minute Tom was getting dressed for his shift while you rubbed the sleep from your eyes, still swaddled in the blankets, the next you were straddled in his lap while he sat against the headboard, hands roaming to touch any bit of skin you can, your tongue down his throat, kissing him like no tomorrow. Tom wasn't complaining, though. The hardness at the front of his trousers told you as much.

You feel his hands slide up the curve of your thighs to grope your ass, kneading the flesh with desperate need. The hem of your sleeping shirt rode up around your waist, exposing more of your black panties to Tom's wandering hands. It's not long before he's using his firm grip on you to rock your hips back and forth on him. A deep groan harmonizes with your fluttering sigh, your lips finally disconnecting.

"Tommy," you moan as he dives into the crook of your neck, working his lips along the slope of your throat to leave deep lovebites behind. Your hips surge against his in a stuttering wave when his teeth graze the special spot on your neck, pulling another rumbling moan from the pit of his chest. You clutch his shoulders with one arm while your free hand cradles the back of his head, fingers weaving through his curls to pull and tug to your hearts content.

"Tommy, you're going to be late again," you moan into his ear but make no move to stop grinding on him, in fact you speed up, driving more of your weight into him. A strangled curse vibrates into your skin as you focus on his leaking tip through his trousers.

"It's doesn't matter, love, just keep fucking going," he whispers in between grunts, his own hips driving up into you as his lips recaptured yours. The pressure on your clit sends delightful shivers up your spine, his trusts were firmer, more desperate. Your panties were soaked, you were nearly positive you were leaving a wet patch on the front of his trousers. Soon the throbbing emptiness between your legs becomes too much to ignore.

"Need you inside me, Tommy, please, baby," you moan into his mouth, your fingers caressing his jaw just how he likes it. Fuck, you really had him wrapped around your finger.

"Jesus—" he has to clench his jaw to keep from finishing right then, you knew just how to press his buttons. "Gotta be quick," he mutters and begins to undo his trousers as fast as he possibly can, though your lips mouthing along his jaw makes it hard to concentrate.

In record time, he has his belt undone and his trousers and boxers pulled down just enough to free his throbbing dick. You moan happily at the sight of his leaking tip, your body buzzing with the excitement of feeling him fill you up soon. Tom pants, the excitement radiating off of him too, and pulls your panties to the side, too impatient to pull them off.

"Gotta get you ready," he mumbles as his fingers seek out of your entrance. You push at his wrist gently and take hold of his base, guiding it to your quivering hole.

"No time, need you now," you moan and begin to lower yourself on to his waiting shaft before he could protest.

"A-Aaaah," Tom groans as his eyes roll, his hands gripping your hips to help you slowly sit on him, his hold leaving fresh bruises in their wake. "Fuck fuck fuck, slow," he hisses through his teeth as you sink another inch, still worried about hurting you.

The sting was more than usual, but it wasn't bad by any means. The fullness of him slowly filling you up left you dizzy in the best way possible. Your hands clawed at the polyester fabric of his work shirt which no doubt smells like sex now. Licking your lips, you let gravity pull you down on his cock completely. You both let out loud moans as he bottoms out, Tom's head slamming back into the headboard a little harder than usual.

"Fuck! Ohhhh fucking hell, you're so tight," he cries out, his eyes screwed shut as he tries to remain still while you adjust.

"Feel so good, Tommy," you purr and roll your hips into his, the patch of hair at the base of his dick rubs your clit deliciously. You both shudder happily at the first grind, and it's like a damn breaks. The sensual grind turns into frenzied bounces, your hips colliding harshly with his over and over again. Tom's thrusts meet yours perfectly, driving you both towards the edge as fast as he possibly can. A rough thumb comes to rub quick circles on your clit, pulling that tension in your lower belly tighter and tighter until you're sure it's going to snap.

"M'Gonna cum!" You whimper, your thighs burning as you continue to ride him. Tom groans happily at your words, his hips and fingers maintaining their punishing pace.

"Cum all over me, wanna feel it, come on," he whispers hotly in your ear before sinking his teeth into the special spot on your neck once more. It was like he was trying to destroy you.

"T-Tommy!" You moan at the top of your lungs, your body trembling as your orgasm rips through you. Tom listens as you cry out for him and flips you on your back, his face hidden away in the crook of your neck as he helps you ride out your high and chases his own.

"Oh my god! Oh god!" You cry out as his pace speeds up, set on pleasing himself now. With your arms thrown around his neck, you cling to him and let him take you. Animalistic grunts pour from his open mouth as his end approaches. His grip on your waist tightens, his arms wrapped fully around you to hold you in place. His thrusts stutter, then with one final harsh moan he buries himself to the hilt and stays there.

The familiar heat of his seed filling you pools in your lower belly as he slumps against you, not bothering to hold up his weight. After a minute, he finally untangles his arms from your waist to prop himself up on his forearms, bracketing you in underneath him. He pulls his face from the cove of your shoulder and beams down at you. His skin flushed pink and dewy with sweat, the already unruly curls on his head were messier due to your hands, and his gorgeous, smiling lips were kiss-swollen and glossy with spit.

You can't help but giggle, grinning back up at him as he descends to shower your own sweaty face with kisses. Once his lips find yours, he gives you a tender kiss, slower and sweeter than all the others you've shared this morning. He pulls back once he's satisfied with it, blushing and purring as you pet his head and straighten out his hair.

"You're late again," you say with a playful smile, one that he returns.

"And whose fault is that?"

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bearwiththehalo · 9 months

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Eddie and the reader if they were cows.

Guess which one he'll be.

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eashmo · 6 months

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-Welcome Home-

Warnings: SMUT and small fluff

A/N: I seriously have so many short stories that I need to finish for Eddie, Billy, and Steve.

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It has been 3 months since I last saw my precious boyfriend. Eddie was on tour with his band Corroded Coffin. After so long, the phone calls just didn't even begin to cut it anymore. I needed him, I craved his kisses and cuddles. He was coming home today, so I decided to give him a surprise welcome home.

I grinned at Eddie as he entered our bedroom, watching him closely as he stood there smirking as i fucked myself with a dildo, and his eyes didn’t move away from it. I brought my other hand down to rub my clit, my fingers gliding over it easily.

“Welcome home, rockstar.” I moaned out.

“You couldn’t have just waited until I got here?” He asked, but he couldn’t even pretend to look disappointed.

“I figured you’d enjoy a surprise,” I breathed heavily. The dildo was a perfect shape and size, hitting my G spot perfectly. It was the same size as him. Which was perfect when we had phone sex. It felt like he was there when he was miles away from me. But I craved the real thing every day.

“Oh trust me, babygirl, I’m enjoying it,” he smirked. He ran a hand over the bulge in his boxers, hearing the pet name made me wetter, biting my lip as I rubbed my clit faster as I pumped the dildo in and out of me. Eddie watched intently, his eyes going darker by the second.

“Feels so good, Eds,” I whimpered.

“I’ll bet it does,” he groaned, taking out his cock from his boxers, jacking himself off to the sight of me “keep going, babygirl”

I did as he told me, and I began to move my wrist fast and bring myself close to the edge. I stopped before I came, not wanting to let go before Eddie got his hands on me. I pulled it out of me slowly, his eyes completely dark when he saw how much it stretched me out as it popped out “I need you baby” I breathed.

He startled me when he roughly grabbed my ankles and pulled me closer to him,

He kisses my lips, moving down to my neck, making me moan. He circles my sensitive clit with his thumb, making me cry out more. I bite his neck firmly, which always drove him crazy. I rake my nails roughly down his back.

“Eddie please” I gasp into his shoulder.

He grabs my hips, and runs the tip of his cock over my soaking core before he roughly shoves himself inside of me, making me cry out loudly. I need him in me. Now. He gives me a second to adjust to his thick member before pulling out and slamming back into me over and over and over. He picks up his pace, leaning over me to rest one hand on the headboard, to use it as leverage. I was not going to last long like this. This man knows exactly how to please me. He knows I love it rough.

“Fuck i’ve missed this pussy…” He growls into my neck. My hands grab a fistful of his hair, making him groan again.

“Eddie…” I whine. I was getting dangerously close, and he knew it.

“Don't you dare...cum…” he warns me. He began thrusting harder, driving me even closer to the edge. I try my best to hold back my quickly approaching orgasm.

“baby...please…”

“Please what?” He says in a low voice, beginning to lose control of his rhythm. He is close, too.

“Please let me cum…” I whine.

He continues his now erratic thrusting, and relentless playing with my oversensitive clit for a moment. “Cum with me, babygirl” He whispers in my ear. I shout his name as I am consumed with wave after wave of pleasure.

“y/n” I hear him groan, finding his own release. His fingers on my hip dig into my flesh, definitely leaving his mark. He collapses on top of me, breathing heavily. He slowly drags himself to lay next to me, pulling me with him. I turn to face him and snuggle up to him.

“God, I've missed you y/n…” He says; his voice deep and gravelly.

“I missed you too.” I say, running my hand up, resting it over his heart. “I love you, eds”

“I love you too, baby girl. Also, thank you for the welcome home sex”

“Anytime, baby”

We both laughed as we savored the moment of him finally being back home. Back into my arms.

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