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artandshid · 6 months

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Eddie munson crop top... . .. I'm feral for it like foaming out the mouth, please. Maybe the reader sees Eddie at school with a cropped hellfire shirt because it shrunk in the wash. She's in hellfire club but can't focus on anything but Eddie at school. So he asks what's up and she gets all flustered or something like that .

*Hi I changed the context of the crop top a little bitch but I still hope you like it*

WARNING: SMUT

You saw your boyfriend before he saw you. He was at his locker putting some books away. It may have seemed silly a few months ago, Eddie Munson with textbooks, yea right, but when you guys started dating, he was motivated to take his education seriously. He wanted to graduate with his girl.

He looks beautiful as always, his hair sitting in sloppy curls that fit him just perfectly, his eyebrows slightly pinched in concentration, he probably didn’t even realize he was doing it, and his soft lips slightly parted. He is so handsome and he doesn’t even know.

But what really caught your attention today, wasn’t your boyfriend’s usual, beautiful features, no it was the shirt he was wearing.

At first you didn’t even notice it, but once you realize, you thought you were for sure drooling.

He was dressed in, what looked like, to be your Hellfire Tshirt. And since it was yours, well, it didn’t exactly fit him right. It was two sizes too small for him and it was obvious. The shirt was too tight, it was hugging his muscular chest so perfectly you can see the outline of his pecs. And it was tight around the arms, too, so you his muscular biceps were being shown off to anyone who paid attention. And whoever wasn’t paying attention was missing quite the show in your opinion. But no, what really did it for you was the length of the shirt. It was short. So short that you can see his semi-toned stomach and his happy trail. God it turned you on so much.

“He probably doesn’t even know what he’s doing” you think and shake your head.

Finally he notices you and gives you a bright wide smile and kisses you on the forehead.

“There’s my girl, how are you today lovely?” He asks sincerely. Looking right into your eyes.

That’s something you love so dearly about him, he always means his questions. He doesn’t ask for the pleasantries, he asks because he truly fucking cares.

But right now, you’re so focused on his attire that you can hardly formulate thoughts, let alone words.

“M-my morning was g-great, how was yours babe?” You ask stuttering and looking at the ground, knowing that you’re getting more turned on by the second and knowing you can’t do anything because you’re at school.

He looks at you strangely because of your response, but chooses to ignore it right now. “My morning was hectic, I woke up late and only had about 10 minutes to get ready for school, I had to choose between eating or brushing my teeth, and I think you’ll be glad to know that I chose to brush my teeth,” He teases with fake pride, “Oh! I also completely wore the wrong shirt, as I’m sure you’ve already noticed, which I appreciate you not saying anything, I’m a wee bit embarrassed by it, but I thought it was mine, but it’s obviously yours, by the time I realized it was too late for me to change.” He says, but then he takes noticed if your flushed cheeks and dilated pupils and he thinks he knows why.

“Y-yeah I noticed, I think you totally r-rock it though.” Y/n says, but Eddie heard her trail off at the end and he smirks to himself. He knew when his girl was turned on, and his girl was soaking through her panties right now, he could practically smell it.

He decided to mess around with her a little bit, knowing that he has the upper hand, which doesn’t usually happen, especially when you have a girlfriend as hot as y/n, usually he’s the one that’s a flustered mess.

“Are you okay love? You’re acting a little goofy.” He says as he trails his finger tips up her side, to her forehead, feigning ignorance as he tries to play it off as checking her temperature. He hears her breath hitch.

“E-eddie, I’m fine, we should hurry though, I-I don’t wanna be late for class.” Y/n says still not making direct eye contact with him.

“I really don’t think you should go, you’re acting strange, how about this, we skip first period and come back for the second class, since we have it together anyways.” He says.

“Where will we go Eddie?” He doesn’t miss that tone in her voice. He doesn’t even think she realizes she has that seductive tone, too horny to control it. It’s also the first time she makes eye contact with him today and he didn’t realize how dark her normally blue iris’s were. God he can’t wait to have her alone.

“Let’s go out in my van and just talk. Have an easy morning.” He says and he can practically see the gears going in her head, knowing that she will finally get some relief.

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They’re out and in the van and Eddie says, “What’s got you so flustered today?” Looking deep in her eyes and tracing hearts around her arm.

Finally in their own private space, Y/n is able to gather her thoughts. “Eddie, that shirt is so fucking hot, you don’t even have a clue do you.”

He smirks at her. “Well I didn’t until you were tumbling over your words and blushing at the mention of my attire.”

She scoffs, “Oh so this whole skipping first period was just a ploy to get me out here in the van.” She bites her lip and Eddie can already feel himself getting hard.

“Don’t act like you didn’t need this baby.” He says and leans in for a kiss which she happily returns.

It gets heated quickly and his tongue is down her throat within seconds.

Y/n quickly maneuvers herself to get on Eddie’s lap, as she’s grinding on his dick, she can feel him getting hard, both of their jeans getting in the way of the friction they’re both now craving.

Eddie moans in her mouth at the movement and she pulls away slightly, “Eddie we should move to the back.”

Eddie starts kissing down her neck. “Why what do we need the extra space for?” He says cockily.

She doesn’t have it in her to play his game, she just knows how badly she needs him right now, “Eddie, please.”

He smirks and a few moments later they find themselves in the back of the van, resuming their previous position.

Y/n pulls her lips from Eddie’s mouth to kiss and suck along his collar bone.

Eddie’s a moaning and panting mess, he’s at full mass right now and his jeans have never been more uncomfortable.

“Oh fuck, y/n baby, I need you so bad.” He moans out loud, and my god his moans are so pretty.

“Oh no, you tricked me out here, at least let me have my fun.” And he’s once again a whimpering mess.

She continues to grind against his dick and finally, she starts kissing at the hem of the shirt. Right where his stomach begins to poke out. He could feel her leaving hickies that will for sure be showing by the time they get back into the school.

She looks up at him just as she pokes her tongue out to lick at the start of his happy trail.

Seeing her like this makes him crazy and he thinks he might cum right in his pants.

He moans again, “Jesus fuck y/n” He moans out as he grabs her hair into a makeshift pony tail. “You’re so fucking good to me baby, so pretty when you’re like this, fuck” He moans out again.

Y/n let’s out a slight chuckle of triumph and begins unbuttoning his jeans. She does it so agonizingly slow.

She slips his jeans off of him and goes back up to his boxer covered dick, which is now standing at full height. She sees the wet spot on his boxers from the precum and she lets out a slight moan, one that does not go missed by Eddie.

She palms his dick though his underwear, “All of this for me? Fuck Eddie, you’re too good to me too.” She says as she kisses his tip through his boxers and Eddie’s hips jolt upward.

He’s a moaning mess, and y/n is positive that she could see a tear forming in his eyes, “Y/n baby please, i’m begging you. I need you to take me.”

“You want me to take you? In my mouth? Right now?” She says mockingly.

He sobs out, “y/n please.” He says and he reaches for the hem of his shirt to take it off, he was so turned on he felt like it was suffocating him.

But y/n stopped him before he could go any further, “leave the shirt on Eddie.” She says seriously, still palming him. He simply nods his head and looks into her, now black with lust eyes.

Within the next few moments, y/n was able to successfully removes his boxers and was now taking Eddie’s thick long cock in her mouth.

He sits up to watch because he loves seeing her like this, he grabs a handful of her hair and ruts up into her mouth, “oh fuck yeah hun, just like that, God you take me so fucking good.”

y/n moans around his dick and looks up at him through her thick eyelashes. Even with her mouth full of his veiny cock, he’s sure he can see a slight smirk on her face.

He jolts up again and she gags when his dick hits the back of her mouth. The blowjob is sloppy and she has spit spilling out on both sides of her mouth.

Eddie’s not sure how much longer he can last, so he quickly pulls her head off and flips her around so that she’s laying down in the back of his van.

He looks down at her and smirks, she’s a heaving, sweaty mess. And he can’t wait to get inside of her.

He takes off her shirt and kisses the top of both her boobs that were still covered in her lacy black bra. He loves the bra and the contrast of the color against her skin so it stays on, at least for today.

He kisses down her stomach similar to how she did to him before and traces his finger tips along her sides, giving her goosebumps.

She wriths beneath him and he’s not sure how much more she can take before she starts begging for it, but if he’s being completely honest, he wants her to beg for it.

He unbuttons her jeans and slips them down and he can see the wet patch in her pink panties.

“Jesus H. Christ, this wet over a shirt?” He says condescendingly at he blows on her covered pussy.

“No, I’m this wet over my extremely sexy boyfriend in said shirt.” She says smartly.

He chuckles and placed a kiss on her stomach. No matter how horny, give her the opportunity and she’ll be a smart ass.

He pulls her underwear down to reveal her pink, wet cunt and he licks his lips.

“So fucking beautiful” He says and traces his tongue up her slit.

She lets out the most pornographic moan that only encourages Eddie further.

He sucks on her clit and laps at her wetness until she is a moaning mess.

However, he wants her to beg for his cock. He wants her to prove how horny she really is for his crop top.

He shoves two fingers into her cunt and starts nipping and licking at her inner thighs. “Tell me what you need baby” He eggs her on.

She moans beneath him and juts up into his fingers.

“You have to use your words honey.” He says with a smirk and looks up at her.

She lets out a frustrated groan, but finally gives into his game, “Eddie I need your cock so fucking bad, please”

He shifts her around on her hand and knees, both of their favorite position, and he shoves his dick deep inside of her tight cunt.

They both let out a moan at the feeling, she could feel him hitting the spots that she needed him to and he could feeling her tightness ready to milk him at any second.

He’s pounding into her from the back with both hands gripping her ass and they’re both a moaning mess.

He could feel his orgasm approaching when she says, “Let me get on top, I wanna fuck you while watching you wear my shirt.”

He thinks he can cum right now if she asked, but eventually they maneuver until she’s on top and he’s looking up at his goddess of a girlfriend.

Her strong thighs are allowing her to move roughly and quickly on his dick and he watches as her tits bounce in her bra and her head is thrown back in pleasure.

He reaches up to cup her boobs and he thrusts his hips to match her pace, making their fucking harder and rougher.

“Oh fuck baby, you ride my cock so fucking good, you’re such a fucking good girl.” She moans out at this dirty talk and he knows that she’s close, so he keeps egging her on.

“Keep going baby, just like that, fucking princess, taking my cock so good in your tight little cunt. You fucking love every second of this. You know what you do to me.” He pulls her bra down so that her nipples are released and he pinched them roughly.

Apparently this is all it took for her cum, because next thing he knows she’s a moaning mess on top of him and he can see her juices flowing out around his cock.

The erotic image of his girlfriend orgasming is enough to send him over the edge and the next thing he knows is that he’s gripping his girlfriend roughly by the hips and fucking hard into her.

He moans out as he shoots his first cum rope into her pussy, but she hops off and finishes him off with her hands.

He watches as the last three ropes shoots up onto y/n’s stomach. It gets all over her hands and some even makes it in her face.

“Oh holy fuck, baby that was the biggest orgasm you ever had.” She says to him with a giggle as she starts playing with the cum in her hand. He moans at the sight of his girlfriend doing this, but he wants to see something else.

“Show me your cunt.” He says out of breath and she sits back and spreads her legs, where he can see her pink pussy glistening with both of their cum.

“Fuck you’re so fucking sexy y/n” He says as he leans forward to kiss her and lick away whatever cum got on her face.

She giggles at the feeling and kisses him back.

“I love you much y/n.” Eddie’s says sincerely.

“I love you, too Eddie, you should wear my shirts more often.” She replies out of breath and they both laugh.

“Where’s that blanket, we need to get cleaned up and get to class.” Y/n says and Eddie rolls his eyes playfully.

“Whatever you say princess.” He says with a wink

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They walk back into the school together, hand-in-hand. Just in time for their second period class with Mr. Jameson.

Unfortunately still, Eddie doesn’t have another shirt to wear, and now he has hickies scattered all around his torso, so more people were talking now than they were before, but funnily enough Eddie wasn’t so embarrassed of the shirt anymore.

As they walk into the classroom, Mr. Jameson, looks Eddie up and down in disgust while their classmates talked in whispers behind their hands.

“Mr. Munson, don’t you think your attire today is highly inappropriate?” Mr. Jameson asks.

“My girl doesn’t think so.” Eddie says with a smirk.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie x reader #stranger things #eddie munson smut #perv!eddie

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artandshid · 6 months

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Family Matters Part 4

~Damn it’s been awhile yall, i’m sorry. I found this in my drafts and decided to finish this part, time can only tell when the next part will be. Life is crazy and I’m busy, and as much as I love writing, I sometimes forget that I do and I take a little break. But I hope people can still enjoy my writing and if you haven’t read the other parts, they’re in my masterlist.

“You’re just letting him waltz back into your life like nothing happened?” Steve exclaimed loudly.

You close your eyes and take a deep breath. You know deep down you’re doing the right thing. Maggie deserves to know her father. And she deserves to grow up with her father in her life. But you don’t appreciate people in your life making you second guess what so best for your daughter.

“I’m letting him into her life. Because this isn’t about me or you or Eddie. It’s about my daughter. Five years from now, I don’t want people teasing her about her father and her having questions that no child should have. He’s a good guy, we both know this, deep down he’s a good guy. And maybe he wont be as present in her life as other kids father, but he could be another person to love her.” You scream, defending yourself and your decision, you see Steve soften up. Because he does know that deep down Eddie is a good guy, but he’s finding it hard to forgive for what he did to you and Maggie. “And not sure if you noticed Steve, but I don’t have much family. Sure I have my friends and you guys are wonderful, but Maggie doesn’t have grandparents in her life right now. At least if Eddie is present then she could have Uncle Wayne. I don’t appreciate you making me feel like an idiot for doing this when all I’ve been doing for the past 4 days is kicking myself in the ass for possibly making a mistake”

You take a seat on the couch and put your head in your heads, already feeling a migraine coming along. Steve comes over and wraps his arm around you and draws circles on your shoulder.

“I just don’t want you to get hurt. You’re like a sister to me and that little girl is my first niece and I don’t want her to grow an attachment to him that his lifestyle can’t cooperate with.” He tells you his fears.

“Steve I appreciate that and everything you’ve done for me and for her, but I have to give her a chance at having a relationship with him. And if she gets hurt then I’m happy to know that you’ll be here to help her stand again. And worst case scenario, he leaves her and she still has the support system she did before him. Best case scenario, he lives up to promise and she has two father figures.”

“If you think this is best for her than I support this decision the whole way.” He says and kisses the top of her head. “Also next Friday, I have a date” Your heart drops next Friday is your overnight shift at the hospital, “but I already asked Robin, she said she will watch her.” Your heart slows down to a normal pace again.

“Thank you.” She says before Steve heads out the door.

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Eddie sits across from y/n at the Denny’s in the town over from Hawkins. They wanted absolute peace for this conversation. They didn’t want any interruptions from anybody they knew.

“So when can I meet her y/n?” He asks you giving you puppy dog eyes.

“I haven’t decided yet, Eddie. I feel like I need to know what your plans are and what role you plan on having in her life.” She explains quietly.

“I plan on playing the role of her father.” He tells you seriously and you scoff.

“That’s not for you to decide, that’s up to me right now, thank you.”

“I’m not trying to argue with you y/n, but I plan on being there for her the same way a father would and should be.”

You sigh, “I’m happy to hear that, but what about when another tour opportunity comes up? How are you going to juggle being a father and being a rockstar? It was too much before what makes it any different now?”

“Honestly I’ve thought about this already. For the time being me and the boys could just do gigs on the east coast or even just in Indiana, that way I’m always close. And Maggie would come before any gig.” He tells you and grabs your hand.

“Eddie, I’m so happy to hear that.” You say and squeeze his hand. “And, even though me and him are just friends, Steve is a part of her life and a big part of her life. That isn’t going to change just because you want to be a part of her life now.”

“I understand, I love that she has such a huge support system, I just wish I got my head out of ass earlier. I could’ve been here the whole time.” He says and you watch as a tear falls down his face.

You reach over and wipe it off, “Me too Eddie, me too.”

“I want to do anything I could to make it up to you and especially to my daughter. I love you so much and I hate that I was stupid enough to forget about all of that.” He says basically sobbing now and you can tell that he’s sorry, but you’re still hurt. You still have cuts from your past relationship with him that can’t be healed by just an apology from him. You need action and even then that may not be enough.

“Eddie, I don’t think I’m ready to hear that right now, I’m sorry, but we can work out the details about visitation and everything at a later time. I’m willing to let you back in her life because she deserves to know you and have a relationship with you, but as of right now, our relationship is limited to learning how to coparent and make a strong support system for Maggie.”

He looks slightly wounded at the fact that you guys can’t even be friends right now, but he truly understands that this is all his fault. His gratefulness towards you for allowing him to fix his mistakes is enough for him right now.

“Y/n I completely understand, and now that we’ve set the boundaries and everything, I’m ready to make this right. Thank you so much.”

You smile at him as the waitress sets your food down on the table. The rest of the night was pleasant, a little awkward because where you guys stand right now isn’t ever what your relationship was, so neither one of you know what topics to bring up and what topics are appropriate so small talk was taking over the booth. Both of you hated it.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson angst #eddie munson imagine #eddie x reader #stranger things #eddie munson x you

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artandshid · 1 year

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Just a little part two to my last blurb, hope you guys enjoy. Not proofread.

“Caden I’m really sorry, but I think we should call it quits.” You went to Caden’s house as soon as you woke up in the morning. You’ve waited forever to be with Eddie and now that you have the chance, you don’t want to let some fling get in between you guys.

“It’s Munson isn’t it?” He asks you while looking at the floor.

“How did you know?”

“Y/n, everybody knew, we were all just waiting for him to get his head out of his ass.” He says with a laugh.

“Yeah I guess I never really kept it a secret. It’s always been him, I suppose.” You say shaking your head and looking to the sky.

“Trust me I get it, there’s always that one person. No hard feelings, swear.” He pulls you in for a friendly hug which you reciprocate.

“No hard feelings.” He let’s go and starts walking away from you, but you stop him.

“If you knew that it was him, why did you ask me out in the first place?”

“I liked you, I do like you. I was okay with being his rebound for a while. I was hoping I would help you get over him. Pretty stupid of me really.”

“It wasn’t stupid of you. It was stupid of me for using you to try and get over Eddie, when I knew deep down there was no getting over him, I’m so sorry.” You tell him sincerely. Feeling bad at your actions.

“All is forgiven, have a good life y/n.”

“Have a good life Caden.” He kisses your cheek and walks away. You let him this time, ready to move onto the next chapter of your life. The chapter where your dream comes true.

It’s time to talk to Eddie.

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You knock on the trailer door and Eddie answers almost immediately.

“Hey.” You say and give him a shy smile.

“Hi.” He smiles wide at you and stares lovingly into your eyes.

“Can I come it?” Eddie shuffle sour of your way.

“Of course sweetheart, of course.”

“Okay,” You sigh deeply, “I’m gonna start off by saying that I broke things off with Caden as soon as I woke up this morning,” He smiles wide and looks about ready to say something but you cut him off, “but before we continue with this I need to say something because you deserve to hear it and I deserve to get it off my chest.”

“Anything you want, I’m all ears princess.” He nods at you to continue.

“Okay,” you take a deep breath, “Eddie, my love, I’ve been in love with you for as long as I could remember. I’ve spent so many years trying to replace you in that part of my heart and I wasn’t being fair to you, I wasn’t being fair to those other boys and most importantly I wasn’t being fair to myself. I have loved you for so long. You’ve been my favorite person and my best friend and I can’t lose that. So you have to promise me that no matter where life takes us from now, that you will always be my best friend. Because I want to be with you more than anything else in this world, but if there’s a possibility that this can go wrong and you won’t be in my life anymore than I don’t want to do that.” You say and you have tears running down your face. And so does Eddie.

He comes forward to cradle your face and wipe away your tears with his thumbs, “Sweetheart, never ever ever will you lose me. I love you more than anybody as my best friend and as more. You are it for me and I will be in your life for as long as I am alive. I love you so much.”

“I love you too Eddie.” You sniffle but smile at him.

“You and Caden are officially done?” you nod.

He leans in and kisses you and it’s everything you imagine it to be and more. You have no doubts that you and Eddie will make. This chapter is going to be a very very long one.

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artandshid · 1 year

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“Eddie it’s one in the morning why are you calling.” You say groggily into the phone.

“I’m sorry sweetheart we’re you sleeping?” He says with a laugh and you roll your eyes

“Of course not I was getting ready to start my ten mile run.”

“Let’s go for a drive.” He says ignoring your sarcasm. He knows you’re grumpy when you’re tired.

“Eddie, like I already said, it’s one in the morning. Where are we going to drive to? If I leave my house my parents are going to be pissed.”

“You don’t have to tell them, sneak out the window. I’ll be there in 10 minutes.” He says to you.

“Eddie seriously why are you being so persistent? You’re acting crazy man.”

“Y/n, please, as your best friend I am asking you to just come with me.” You’re silent over the phone, because of course you want to go with him, he’s your best friend, but you don’t want to get caught by your parents. “Y/n please.” His serious tone makes you change your mind immediately and that’s how you find yourself getting ready to go for a drive wherever your best friend has in mind.

You hear the knock on your window just as you put your jacket on and see your frizzy haired friend with a smile on his face. “You ready to go?” He mouths to you and you nod your head.

In his car, he has his music playing lowly and he’s rubbing circles on your hand. Which isn’t an abnormal occurrence, but the gesture always brings you a sense of peace.

“So why are we going on a drive again?” You question him and you see him swallow thickly.

“I just needed to get out of the trailer. Couldn’t get out of my own head you know?” You nod your head because you know that he gets like that.

Eddie is a very creative person and with being a creative and innovative person, you have a lot of thoughts. Those positive thoughts are what he turns into art, unfortunately, your best friend hasn’t mastered how to turn those negative thoughts into art, too. That’s why he has you.

“Where are we off to anyway?”

“Where do you want to be off to Sweetheart?”

“Let’s take the drive to Chicago.” You tell him with a smirk, knowing that you guys both love the city and it’s only about an hour and a half away.

“Chicago? You were just complaining that you didn’t want to get in trouble by your parents, if we go to Chicago there’s no way I’ll have you back before they wake up.”

“Then I get in trouble, so what. Let’s go to Chicago.”

He turns to you and smiles, “What have I turned you into?” and you laugh.

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You guys are walking around the city hand in hand, just like you used to do when you were kids.

The topics have ranged from his band, to DND, to Motley Cure’s new album and how dreamy Tommy Lee is, to what you would name your pizza shop if you had one. They could talk about anything and everything together.

Suddenly Eddie got serious and you asked him what was wrong. He shakes his head and kicks a rock, you choose not to push the topic and instead welcomed the comfortable silence.

All of a sudden he stops and you turn and look at him, “How are you and Caden?” Caden was your on and off again boyfriend for about 8 months. Eddie doesn’t like him, he thinks you deserve better, and you know you do, you just stay with him because you were too scared to tell the one you really want that you love him.

“We’re okay right now, but if you ask me again tomorrow the answer might be different.” You say with a laugh and try to get a read of his face.

He takes a step closer to you and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear. “You deserve better than him.”

You roll your eyes and laugh, even though you can feel your face burning at his touch, “I know Eds, you only say that every single time he gets brought up.”

He lets out a small laugh but then looks serious again, there’s something behind his eyes that you can’t quite pinpoint which worries you because you always know how he’s feeling.

Your eyebrows pinch in concern and you search his eyes, “Eddie, what’s wrong?”

He takes a deep breath and steps even closer to you, your faces barely an inch apart and he whispers, “I think I’m in love with you.”

Your breath hitches and the screen in front of his eyes was pulled away and all you can see is love and you’ve never been happier.

“Eddie you have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear those words from you. I’m in love with you, too.”

He smiles the widest you’ve ever seen him smile and he leans closer to you, you’re about to kiss him, too, but then you remembered Caden.

You push a little on Eddie’s chest to get him to stop and he looks at you confused.

“I can’t cheat on him, I’m in love with you, but I can’t physically cheat on him.”

He looks hurt, but he backs away and puts his head down.

“I’ll break up with him tomorrow, for good. Because I want to be with you, forever and ever. But I can’t be a cheater, I’m sorry.” You tell him with tears running down your face.

He smiles at you and brushes your tears away. “Until tomorrow then. Let’s head back to the van, yeah?”

You smile back at him, “Yeah, until tomorrow.”

Guys, i’m really in the writing mood, and I don’t know how long it’s going to last so here’s another one.

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artandshid · 1 year

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“What’s this, some goody goods for the debate club?” you look up to see your best friend, Eddie, stopping by the bake sale table to take a look at all the treats you and Nancy spent all yesterday afternoon making.

“Yes they are goody goods and they’re not meant to be touched unless you’re planning on buying them.” you tell him sternly while he picks up a neatly wrapped brownie.

He holds his hand up in surrender, “I’m sorry sweetheart, how much for the pack of the two cookies?”

“One dollar.”

His eyes go wide and his eyebrows shoot up, “A whole dollar?”

You roll your eyes, “Yes Eddie a dollar, 50 cents per cookie. It’s a great deal they were made with love. And if you can’t finish two you can share them with a special lady.” You wiggle your eyebrows jokingly at him.

He sighs and starts digging in his pocket for change. He pulls out a few dimes and some nickels and starts counting the change on the table.

“Eddie there’s a line behind you hurry up.” You say with a laugh.

He takes a look behind him, “I’m so sorry everyone, this will only take a few more minutes.”

The people behind him in line rolls their eyes and groan, while Eddie just laughs. “30 cents, 35 cents, 36 cents, oh there’s a dime…”

You stifle your laugh and tell Eddie to move over so you can take the other customers.

The line shortens up very quickly and just as the last customer walks away you hear, “….and one whole dollar, I will take the lovers cookies now.”

You laugh at him, “Thank you it’s about time.”

He grabs the chair that was previously being used by Nancy and takes a seat next to you.

“Yeah I was about to start a riot there huh?” He laughs out loud and opens his pack of cookies.

“Y/n, these smell spectacular.” He takes a dramatic sniff and groans.

He takes one out of the pack and puts it in his mouth and then hands the other to you.

“Oh so I’m your special little lady?” you say jokingly.

He puts his arm around your shoulders and says, with a mouth full of cookie, “you’re the specialist little lady.”

just a short little bestfriend!eddie blurb because I have not written in forever omg.

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artandshid · 1 year

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So so well done!! I loved it so much, you took a serious issue and you wrote it so well I love

A third?

The time we've all been waiting for. I wish you luck as you ride this rollercoaster. People wanted the end to be fluff so you got it

⚠️It's going to hurt but work out. If you hate when the reader forgives Eddie then you might want to pass on this. Warnings: smut 18+, talks of addiction- drugs and alcohol.

I hope you guys like it. I worked really hard and had so many ideas for this so it's very long. I didn't want to break it up into parts because I wanted you to feel every piece of it and end with all those feelings together. Enjoy!

The end of it is not proofread

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Y/N had a reputation. A reputation no mother was proud of, no father approved of, and one that all the boys loved. She was crazy, wild, and fearless. When she spent all of her childhood trying to be someone her parents could be proud of, just for it to still not be good enough. She gave up. She was tired of the disappointment from her parents when she tried so hard. So why keep trying? She embraced the disappointment and made it who she was. All throughout highschool she went to parties, got drunk and had sex with whoever took her home.

Funny enough, she never once did weed until Eddie Munson. She had a crush on the senior during his first senior year. Back when she was still slightly daddy's good girl, so she never made the move. But now it was her senior year and his third. It was her final chance so she took it.

Granted, she bought endless bags of weed from him but never did it. She just needed the excuse to see him, talk to him, and enjoy each other's company. She never touched a single drug until Eddie changed everything.

The first time she got high was because Eddie wanted to meet at his trailer for the deal. He had a shitty day and needed to smoke, he offered to do it together. She panicked because he believes she's been doing drugs for a month at this point. But she wasn't going to blow it. So together, they got high. Passing a joint made from his skilled fingers in his living room.

Then she realized how good it felt. How her mind felt like it was in the clouds. Her body was going numb but had a buzzing to it. She didn't feel like a disappointment, or not good enough. She just felt nothing. And she liked it.

From there on the two got high at her deals. Which became more frequent as she was slowly falling into a hole of needing weed whenever she felt the world was too much. Sinking deeper into this addiction. But she was fine. Totally fine.

One night when they got high, their relationship changed. Her crush for him was getting too hard to ignore. Watching his eyelids close as he puffed in the air. His body relaxing as his lips sucked on the joint. It was like watching porn. The way he'd sit further in the couch, spreading his legs even wider. His left hand resting on his crotch as his right handed her the joint. She grabbed the joint but ashed it out.

"what are you doing? I would have finished that if you didn't want it" he complained but her eyes were stuck on the way his lips moved

"I want something else" she breathed out. Taking the leap and throwing herself on his lap. She didn't bother to wait for a reaction, just slamming her lips on his in a rush.

He was caught off guard but moaned instantly. His large hands moving up her body. Trailing his hands from her thighs to her back and up her neck. She tasted like the weed but strawberry lipgloss. He kissed her back more desperately. Moving his hips to rut up against her. He knew this girl went after who she wanted. Half the locker room has slept with her. Bragging about how crazy and wild she was in the sheets. She's a girl that would do anything. She pulled back breathless and moaned. Rocking her hips into his growing bulge in his jeans.

He was an even better kisser than she thought. She knew a boy like this had to be dirty and experienced. The way he carried himself. Sure he may be a three times senior but God was he hot.

She dove into his neck, sucking on the available skin harshly.

"fuck baby" he used his hands to help move her hips against him. Feeling himself grow harder. He doesn't know if it was because he's been high for hours or it was her, but he never felt this good.

She pulled away from his neck, his eyes blown out and red. Her hands reached for his belt, unbuckling it fast. Eddie helped loosen his jeans, helping her pull them down to his ankles. As she got down on her knees, he pulled his cock out of his boxers, standing straight up and hard

"you wanna suck me off baby? Huh?" He smirked while watching as she licked her lips, staring at his cock and nothing else. "you wanna suck my thick fat cock?" He asked again, finger hooking under her chin to make her look up

"yes Eddie please" her eyes looking up

Without saying anything he pushed his tip up against her lips, slapping the hardness on her bottom lip.

"open up for me" he demanded, she obeys. Silently opening her mouth as wide as she could.

The second she tasted him on her tongue, she was already moaning. He was thick and fat and long.

She hollowed her cheeks and took him as far as she could. Eddie threw his head back and tangled a hand in her hair the other hand lifting up his shirt for more skin to show.

Her eyes traced the available skin. His smooth chest, decorated with ink and moles. His stomach flat with a happy trail leading to his dark curls. If she already wasn't on her knees for him, she definitely would have been.

He was moaning as he moved her head further on him. Fucking her throat as fast as he could. Feeling his stomach clenching every time he hit the back of her throat. She hummed around him, the vibrations around his cock had him choking on his own moans.

"that's so fucking good" he hummed. Smiling down at the gorgeous view. Her eyes looking up at him through her lashes. Mouth sucking him fully, all the way down to his pubic bone. Her nose pressed into his dark patch of curls. One hand digging her nails into his thighs and the other scratching up and down his stomach.

She removed herself off of his cock, taking in air as she pumped his length

"so big Eddie" she whined. He was a sight to see.

His eyes hooded as he stared down at her.

A small smirk on his lips

His stomach had nail marks dragging down

"you got to stop or I'm going to cum" he warned. His stomach was already tightening at the thought, his thighs clenching.

"so cum" she smirked, mouth sucking on his sensitive tip

"no I want....no I want....I need to cum in you gorgeous" he stuttered out

She removed her mouth, standing up

He took deep breaths to stop his upcoming orgasm

Watching as she stripped herself bare.

"you are so gorgeous" he whined. Her naked body looked perfect

"gonna let me ride you? Bounce my tight cunt on your fat cock?"

He nodded, watching as she climbed on his lap. He gripped his cock, pushing up into her as she sat down on him

Both moaning as she was fully on him.

"Jesus fuck you are so tight and wet" he moaned, moving her hips against him as she rocked. His mouth latched on to her nipples, that were bouncing in his face. She was bouncing on his cock fast, screaming as she clenched around him.

Sucking on her nipple, swirling his tongue around the bud, and the other hand twisting her other nipple. Making sure both got equal attention. She yanked on his hair, ripping his mouth off of her. Shoving her tongue deep into his mouth.

He felt like his body was on fire listening to her sweet moans all night.

After that night, they fell into a friend's with benefits situation. They didn't talk much at school, never really in the same area together. Her deals were weekly, blowing through her weed as fast as she could to keep her mind empty. And every deal ended the same. Sweating, panting, and moaning with Eddie Munson. Skin on skin, lips everywhere and wandering hands.

The situation went on for two more months before she felt herself craving him more. She tried to ignore the pain when she'd wake up in her bed and he was gone. Or how at the deals they never spoke a word on it. Almost like it was a secret they were hiding, even from each other. But when she's had feelings for this guy for almost three years, and now she has him, of course it was going to get worse. Of course she was going to fall in love.

The last bits of a good girl in her were dying as she picked up endless bottles. Drinking her nights away at parties, ending them in different beds on random pillows.

You could call her a whore, she doesn't care. An alcoholic, she doesn't care. A druggie, she doesn't care. Because at least she wasn't disappointing anyone other than her parents.

But when she was stone cold sober and her heart was still asking for Eddie, she knew she was in love. A secret she needed to keep to herself, no matter what..... Or until she got high in her bedroom with him across from her again.

"Eddie can I ask you something?" She asked

He nodded, blowing the smoke into the air between them

"if I were to tell you that I'm in love with you, what would you say?"

He froze. Eyes wide open as he looked at the girl across from him. A girl he's fucked for the past few months. Endless orgasms on her and in her. But this made him shy.

"um...I'd say you don't mean that. You aren't sober" he confessed. It was true. He doesn't believe a word out of her mouth. She was always high or drunk. Does she even have sober thoughts ever?

"even when I am sober I still feel this way for you." She admitted, scooting closer to him

"no you don't" he snapped. Crushing his joint on the ash tray

She watched as he got up, throwing on his shoes in a rush

"excuse me?"

"oh come on Y/N. You don't think that I know you are still fucking other guys? You love me? That's just bullshit. I need to go."

He was out the door before she could even react. Somehow it felt better to not know when he leaves her in bed, than to actually watch him walk out the door.

She wasn't going to give up though.

The next morning she was on his doorstep, knocking as she nervously picked at her sweatshirt.

"Y/N, what are you doing here?" Eddie sighed as he opened the door.

She looked exhausted, bags under her eyes and her hair was thrown up.

"I'm really fucking sober and I'm in love with you" she said softly. She's never confessed to something so strong before. She's filled her body with men, alcohol and all kinds of drugs. But being filled with anxiety was the worst thing.

"I can't see myself with you when you're like this. You are more fucked up than sober. I can't trust you, the second you get drunk or high, or whatever fucking drug you are on, you'll run into a bed with someone else. " He admitted. And he wanted to be honest. Even if he liked her, it wouldn't work. When she's drunk or high she finds any guy that's next to her. He can't and will not put himself through that pain.

"what If I change? Get sober and prove how bad I want you?" And she was dead serious. Eddie was more important than random sex, alcohol and drugs. Maybe this is what she needed. A push to get sober.

"just go home Y/N" he said sadly and shut the door.

Her eyes stung but she blinked the tears away. If she wanted Eddie Munson all she had to do was prove it.

She went to her best friend, Chrissy. Chrissy knew what it was like to grow up a disappointment. Chrissy handled it better, it motivated her to be better. Y/N just slipped. Chrissy watched her go down endless spirals. She doesn't even remember what her best friends' sober eyes looked like. Her best friend has been missing for years.

Chrissy was more than happy to help Y/N get back on track. She helped her clean her room, throwing away bottle after bottle. Helped her flush every drug she had in her nightstand. Collected the bags of weed and threw them out.

"I'm proud of you for doing this" Chrissy cried as she hugged her best friend.

She was finally on the right track. And she was doing it for him.

Y/N didn't want to face Eddie until she was clean, sober, and strong. She didn't want him to see her while she detoxed and went through withdrawals. She hasn't seen him in weeks, not even sure if he knew she was serious about getting sober or not.

Chrissy did the honors herself, Y/N didn't know though. She was proud of her and she secretly knew her best friend was hoping Eddie would be too.

Chrissy walked over to his table during lunch, Y/N was at home as one of her withdrawals was worse than normal. But she trusted Y/N to be alone. That's how much improvement her best friend made.

"Eddie Munson? Can I talk to you?" She asked quietly. She has never once spoken to his boy before. Just knew her best friend talked about him all day long. To be honest, he intimated her. Even worse so when he stood up and looked down at her

"uh sure" he said confused. He followed her into the hallway. Ignoring the looks of everyone staring.

"don't tell me queen B wants pot?" He smirked down at her. Teasing glint in his eyes.

"no, I actually wanted to talk about Y/N" Eddie's smirk fell and his eyes switched over into a more serious look

A nervous laugh leaving his lips, "Y/N? Why? Her and I don't talk. Why would we talk about her?" He rambled

"Eddie. I'm her best friend, I'm not stupid, she tells me everything" She said, giving Eddie a look

Eddie nodded, "I should have figured" he sighed. "what's up then?" He added

"I know that she confessed to you and that you turned her down because of her addictions."

"I'm sorry but she is an addi-"

"Eddie I'm not mad. You were right. I've been trying to get her to stop for years. But you got to her. You got her to change her mind." Chrissy confessed, looking at Eddie softly

"why did she listen to me?" He asked

"she already told you Eddie. She wasn't lying when she said she was in love with you. And she's getting sober for you. She doesn't want to talk to you until she's fully clean. I just needed to thank you and make sure you knew how hard she's trying."

"Thank you for telling me. Let her know I am very happy for her and proud of her. I can't wait to see her soon" he smiled, hugging Chrissy and heading back into lunch.

And he was truly happy and proud of her. He still doesn't quite believe she's in love with him. Maybe just really liked him because they have real conversations about real shit. People don't fall in love with Eddie Munson.

Chrissy delivered the news right after school. Watching her best friend smile and for once it was real.

Another month passed, she has been clean for two full months. It was a small victory but she was proud of herself. And she felt ready to face Eddie again.

She knocked on his door once again. Praying it would go better for her this time. She stood up straight, shoulders back and head held high.

She made sure to put extra attention into her appearance, hair and make up done causal but still put together.

"there she is" Eddie smiled, at the gorgeous girl at his doorstep.

She smiled even bigger, he didn't seem displeased to see her like last time.

"Hi Eddie, I was hoping we could talk" she said softly. Holding herself tightly.

"absolutely" stepping aside to let her in the trailer.

She sighed in relief. A sense of comfort washed over her once she was in the trailer. She smelled the air and for once it didn't smell of weed.

"I've been waiting for you to come by. I made sure to clean the place up. No weed anywhere, I didn't want to upset you. And for the beer, it's Wayne's so I couldn't get rid of that. " He smiled, hands in his pockets

"you didn't have to do that" she appreciated he went through the trouble for her but felt guilty he had to change in his house because she was so bad

"no I did. You got sober for me, just like you said. This is me showing my support for you. I'm proud of you" he admitted

She felt the tears in her eyes as she nodded. Sniffling, "thank you Eddie. Really it means a lot"

He had to admit, she looked so much better than when he last saw her. He could truly tell she was clean and for that he smiled bigger

"come here you" he opened his arms

She ran into his arms instantly. Sobbing into his chest as she inhaled his scent. Still no lingers of weed anywhere.

"shh it's okay" he comforted, rubbing her back.

After a few minutes, her crying was stopping silently. Pulling away slightly, still wanting to be in his arms

"sorry" she laughed. Wiping away her tears with one hand. The other still on his back.

"Ready to talk?" He asked. She nodded. He led her to his bed sitting down next to her softly.

She took a deep breath, sitting as close to him as she could.

"I want to start with thank you. I really needed that wake up call. I've had feelings for you for years. I'm embarrassed that I even was that way around you. But I wanted to be a girl you wanted to be with. And I'm really hoping that this new me is someone you would want to be with."

She stared into his eyes. Anxiety in her veins but she had some hope. He let her in his house and bedroom. That's a good start.

"I can see myself with you this way. You look healthy and so happy. I have feelings for you too. And I would love to give this a shot at something real. More than just the sex. Real dates, deep conversations and being together."

She smiled and nodded fast

"yes I want that too"

He smiled and leaned in. Finally kissing her sober. The kiss was even better with their heads in the real world.

Five beautiful months flew by in a blink of an eye. The couple was happy and both sober. He didn't want her to do it alone. She already knew she was in love with him and their relationship reflected that. She adored him. She bought him endless records and helped buy his first guitar. Went to every gig, proud that she never went to the bar and he watched her to make sure. They'd leave the second he finished. Making out in his van before going for ice cream. She knew Eddie didn't believe she loved him in the beginning so she made sure she said it daily and made him feel it every minute.

And he adored her. He fell in love just as fast. Proud of his girlfriend for all the work she puts into staying sober. She quit the parties, staying home every weekend to be in her boyfriend's trailer. He wasn't a dealer anymore, wanting to spend his free moments with her. She met Wayne, who threw out all the beer the second she opened up. Wayne loved her and could see the love she held for Eddie in her eyes. The way her eyes followed his every movement. Wayne could be telling her a story with Eddie feet away, doing anything else. She would be listening for sure, but her eyes watched him until he was back next to her.

This was a couple that was going to last.

That didn't mean boys around the school gave up on her. Following her into bathrooms begging for a quickie. She always refused, she had a boyfriend now and she wasn't going to fuck that up. Reminding them every single time Eddie Munson was it for her and she was never going back to that life again. No more quick meaningless fucks. She enjoyed the sweet and slow sex with Eddie. It was real and passionate.

Too bad Eddie didn't have the same mindset. He couldn't turn his ears off hearing as all the boys bragged about their past experiences with his girlfriend. He knew he was the only one she was with right now but the jealousy was fresh. The insecurities of hearing all the crazy shit she's done, but never has done with him.

"yeah once we had a threesome. It was so fucking hot. " That one stuck with Eddie.

He loved their sex life, but why wasn't she wild with him? She never brought up threesomes, bdsm, or public sex. But she did everything with all the other guys. She always wanted it slow, personal and long. She never did quickies or car sex. Always wanting to lay down together in their beds.

Was Eddie the problem? Now insecure and filled with doubt that maybe she didn't desire him as much as she did the others.

"fuck Eddie that's so good." She moaned. Laying underneath her boyfriend, his hand up her skirt and fingering her.

His wet mouth on her neck. Adding to the pleasure.

"yeah? Want to know what else would be so good and hot?" He whispered into her neck. This was a chance to see if she'd ever go further. If she'd ever do the reckless shit she used to do, but this time for him.

"what's that baby?" She whined

"we bring in someone else to join us."

Her blood ran cold. Uncomfortable shivers filled her body

"wait what?" She asked, did she hear that right?

His fingers no longer were pleasing her. She stopped his hand and yanked it out of her, sitting up and fixing her skirt

"what?" He gasped out. Confused as to why she pulled him away.

"I'm sorry you want to bring someone else into our relationship?"

"no. Not the actual relationship. That's for us baby. Just you and me. But for just sex, I thought it would be fun"

"as in a girl or a guy?" She asked, moving a tad bit further from him. She hated this conversation.

"well a girl" he admitted

"so you think it would be fun for me to watch my boyfriend fuck another girl?" She snapped. Standing up, this was ridiculous.

"it's not like that. You'd be doing it with me" he argued. Standing up as well.

She scoffed and shook her head. Glaring at him deadly. The displeasure is clear on her face.

"oh come on don't look at me like that. It's not like you haven't done it before." He snapped back. The insecurities from earlier clouding in his mind

"oh fuck you! Don't throw that in my face"

"why not? It's the truth. It's all Jason fucking talks about, along with the locker room. All he does is brag about how you've had countless threesomes with him. Fuck even some guys talk about foursomes. You did all this shit with them but not me. "

"so wait you are jealous that I did some shit with them and not you? Are you fucking serious? for someone who hates Jason, you sure are acting like him, by the way. I was doing drugs and drinking every weekend. I barely remember half the shit I did with those guys. I thought you didn't want that girl! I changed for you and now you don't like her? She's too fucking boring for you?"

"don't put words in my mouth. I didn't say that"

"but that's what you are inferring Eddie. Just too much of a pussy to say it to my face."

"I just don't understand why it's different! Why you did all this reckless shit with them and you never even tried to do it with me! I feel like I'm too boring for you"

"BECAUSE I WASN'T IN LOVE WITH THEM, YOU PRICK!" she screamed.

"in love, right" he scoffed. Shaking his head as he rubbed his face. People did not fall in love with Eddie Munson and he was sick of her trying to make herself believe that she was.

"oh my god. You still don't believe me, do you? You still don't believe me when I say I'm in love with you. Sober or not, you don't believe me!"

All the work she put into this relationship, all the stuff she changed for him. And she still wasn't enough. She did everything for this man across from her and she was still disappointing him.

"you know what Eddie? Go sleep with another girl. Fuck as many girls at once as you want, but I'm not sitting here and watching it. Fucking asshole" she slammed his bedroom door, walking right out the front door and hopping in her car. Now she allowed herself to cry. Smashing her fists against her wheel

"NEVER FUCKING ENOUGH" she sobbed into the car. Pealing away fast.

"JESUS FUCK" Eddie screamed as he yanked his hair. Sitting on his bed, shoving his face in his palms. Taking deep breaths to calm down

"sure just make your poor girlfriend who already struggles with self esteem issues and make it worse. Fucking dick"he muttered to himself.

Eddie has been disappointed in himself for many things but this takes the top. He let his insecurities and jealousy take the wheel and watched them crash. He had no right to take it out on her. She did nothing wrong. He was the problem here. He was jealous of men that got one fucking night, while he gets her everyday. Jealous over men that wanted to be in his spot. It's also his own fault for thinking that no one truly loves him. He'd watch her do countless gestures and tell him daily, and he still couldn't believe it.

He lost track of how long he sat staring into the wall. The argument went over and over in his head. Every word he said made it worse and worse. He wished he could blame her for some of it, but he knew he couldn't. He was in the wrong the whole fucking time.

He groaned as the phone rang, letting it die out. But every time it stopped, it would ring again.

Finally after the fifth call he got up

"Munson's" he answered

"Eddie? It's Chrissy."

Oh great, the best friend.

"look I know I was a dick and in the wrong I don't need to he-"

"Eddie, she relapsed" she cut him off in a hurry

His blood ran cold

"fuck, with what?" He sighed. Head slamming into the door. His fault, it was his fucking fault

"both. She's mixing countless shit. I'm so sorry. I didn't even know she came here. She told me she was spending the night with you." He could hear the party in the back. A party Chrissy threw, no intention of her best friend needing her.

"okay. I'm on my way. Just get her in the yard"

He easily broke every traffic law on the way to Chrissy's. Barely stopping his van as he ran out.

Chrissy stood waiting for him as Y/N sat on the curb.

He quickly ran up to them and Chrissy met him halfway in a whisper

"I found her too late. I was in the kitchen and I heard everyone cheering so I went to the living room she was already a couple drinks in. The team kept giving her shots and offering drugs. I don't know what she took but I've never seen her this bad " Chrissy practically cried out.

She watched her best friend go right back into the spiral, somehow even worse

"I'm so sorry Eddie" she sobbed

"hey stop. It's my fault. I said some really dumb shit. This isn't your fault, you didn't know she was coming. We didn't know she would do this again. Okay?"

Chrissy nodded the best she could. Walking back to Y/N and kissed her head

"I love you so much my pretty girl. I'm so sorry I wasn't there to help you." Chrissy cried into her hair

Y/N was too faded to know what was truly going on. Just hugging the girl back with nothing alive in her eyes

Eddie tried to keep his tears back. Watching as his girlfriend fell back into the dark side. All her hard work was ruined in one night, all because of him.

Chrissy ran back to the house.

Eddie took a deep breath and sat next to her. Watching as her bloodshot eyes looked at him. She was so gone she didn't even know who she was sitting next to.

"I'm so sorry" he cried, tears falling down his cheeks. He went to touch her but she slid away

"look I don't know what you know about me but I have a boyfriend" she slurred. Arms wrapping around herself

Eddie nodded. Fuck even drunk and on drugs she still was loyal to him and all he did was doubt her

"Eddie Munson right?" He asked

Her head snapped to him quickly, "you know him?' she asked

"yeah. I'm a very close friend of his" he said, trying his best to give a small smile

"oh that's nice. He's my boyfriend...well I think he is." She sighed

"you think?" He spoke softly. Still trying to stop his silent tears. It hurt hearing her slur every word.

"yeah. We got in a huge fight. I tried to be the best version of myself for him and apparently it wasn't enough. He's probably at home thinking of all the other beautiful girls that would be better than me." A tear running down her cheek but she wiped it away fast

"no he's not" he said instantly, "don't think that. He's nuts about you. He's just stupid. He's really upset. He misses you and he wants to say he's sorry"

"you talked to him?" She asked

Eddie nodded, biting his cheek to keep the sobs in his throat

"does he love me?" She asked, staring at him

"of course he does. You are all he talks about"

"then why am I not enough for him?"

His heart kept shattering with every word. He hated himself for doing this to her. Just because he wanted to be better than the assholes in the locker room

"you are honey. You are way too good for him in my opinion. And he's a fucking idiot for making you feel less than that. He has some issues that he never took the time to work on and it all came out on you. You are perfect in every way possible. He's the one that's not enough for you."

"don't talk about him like that. He is enough for me. He's all I ever wanted since my sophomore year. I didn't even do drugs when I met him, I lied just to have him in private." She scoffed to herself

Eddie never knew that

"you bought drugs from him even though you didn't smoke?"

"yeah. I just wanted an excuse to see him all the time. I'd buy it and give it out at parties. I never even did pot until he asked to split a joint. I didn't want him to find out I've been lying so I did it. And it made my hell of a life easier to handle. It worked better than the alcohol and sex so I began to do it more. But I just couldn't stop the other two, so I mixed all three. And he didn't like me that way. He didn't trust me and that's fair. I was sleeping with him but still waking up to other guys. I wasn't fair to him. "

Eddie nodded, still crying his heart out as he choked back his sobs. At the end of the day it was his fault she became an addict. He got her high and he kept getting her high. He didn't question her when she bought bags of weed every single week. Looking more and more drained. And asking if he had stuff that was stronger.

"so I stopped everything. I wanted him more than I wanted to forget. I worked very hard to get sober. I waited until I was strong enough to see him again. And when I did, we kissed. But it was a real kiss. Not a kiss that led to a quick fuck. It was slow and meant something. I thought I proved I loved him but he reminded me tonight that he never believed me. Turns out he doesn't love the sober version of me either. He wanted to add a girl to our sex life, maybe I should have shut up and said yes because now I'm not even sure I'm what he wants anymore. I once again disappointed him because I liked to make love with him instead of meaningless sex and now he's fucking bored." She laughed, and it was heartbreaking to hear.

He hated how much she believed her own words. How much she truly thought he didn't love her. He should have been doing the same. He should have made sure she felt loved.

"he does love you. He loves you so fucking much. He's just insecure and it made him say some really stupid shit. And the stupid thing about the other girl was his own issues. It had nothing to do with you. He thought maybe you didn't desire him as badly as the other guys so he got insecure. He should feel honored you want to make love and have the sex in your relationship mean something. You did nothing wrong, ever, in that relationship. It's all his fault okay? "

"I just don't understand why he thinks that! I have worshipped the ground he walks on. Why would he ever feel insecure? Especially compared to the guys that are on the bottom of my shoe?"

"I think you should ask him Why don't I bring you to him? Let you sober up and he can apologize yeah?" He asked standing up.

She quickly grabbed his hand, sobbing as she cried out, "no you can't! He can't see me like this. He's going to be so disappointed and pissed at me. Please take me home. He can't see me. He can't please. He'll break up with me. I can't lose him please. "

She was begging at his feet and he wished he could beat the shit out of himself.

He quickly squatted in front of her, grabbing her hands

"shh it's okay. Let's go in my car and relax. It's okay. He asked me to pick you up. He really wants to see you. He's worried about you and he is not disappointed or pissed at you. He wants you to come home and be safe. He isn't going to break up with you, I promise" he said softly. Rubbing his thumb over her skin

"did he tell you that?" She hiccuped out

"yes he did"

"okay" she smiled softly. Standing up the best she could. Eddie held on to her tightly, walking her to his van.

She stumbled and he tried to ignore it. God he fucked up so bad and he had no idea how to fix it.

"wait here. I'm going to tell Chrissy okay?" He said as he buckled her. Turning on his radio and playing her favorite cd. She nodded and closed her eyes.

He made his way to the front door, walking in and looking for Chrissy

"I'm bringing her back to my house" he shouted over the music

She nodded, still trying to get everyone out of her house

Eddie began to walk back to his van when he heard Jason's voice in the yard

"alright boys, Y/N is back on her shit so I'll take her home tonight and one of you guys can get her tomorrow."

Eddie felt his blood boiling. Talking about her like she was a fucking object to pass around. He was jealous of this asshole?

Eddie marched up to him and tapped him on the shoulder, the second he turned around Eddie punched him in the face

"KEEP MY GIRLFRIENDS NAME OUT OF YOUR MOUTH!" he screamed. Clutching his fist as Jason fell to the ground. He wanted to do more damage but for once in his life he needed to be there for his girlfriend.

He went back to his van to see Y/N sleeping against the window. He softly touched her knee and drove back to his trailer. His hand burned but nothing hurt worse than everything he heard tonight.

Eddie Munson had quite the mess to clean up.

Once he got back to the trailer, he carried her sleeping body into the house. Kicking the door with his foot, praying it would wake Wayne up.

Wayne opened the door, eyes half open but woke up fast seeing Eddie carrying a passed out Y/N in his arms.

"Wayne I fucked up. You need to help me" Eddie sobbed as he walked through the door. Wayne acted fast, taking Y/N out of his arms carrying her into Eddie's bedroom. Eddie sobbing behind him, hand covering his mouth even though it did nothing to silence his cries.

"Eddie what happened? " Wayne panicked. Putting his ear to her chest, breathing a sigh of relief that she was breathing

"she's passed out. But I..we got in this fight and she got mad and left. I shouldn't have let her leave....I shouldn't" he sobbed, dropping on his knees, giving up on all strength. Wayne quickly dropped in front of him, hugging the boy tightly.

"shhh take some breaths and talk to me. Tell me what happened"

"she went to Chrissy's, and she was having a party. I made her upset and she relapsed. It's all my fault Wayne. I motivated her to get sober and I'm the same person who sent her over the edge" Wayne nodded. His own heart cracking. She was too young to be going through all of this.

"we'll help her, just like we've been doing"

Eddie nodded at his words. Wiping his face as he looked at her sleeping body.

"I'm going to get her changed, can you grab water?"

Wayne nodded and left the room, closing the door behind.

"I'm sorry gorgeous." He felt like that was all he could say.

He removed her shirt, unclipping her bra. He kissed her skin softly. Taking off his shirt and covering her body with it.

He slipped off her shorts and shoes. Covering her body with a blanket. He kissed her forehead and went out to the kitchen. Grabbing the water from Wayne

"what if she never forgives me for this?"

"don't think like that Eddie" Wayne comforted

"no I need to. I easily ruined everything we had, everything we worked together on. What if she's finally had enough of me?" Eddie was scared and he was ready to admit her love scared him.

"Eddie, she loves you and that means she'll love you even when you make mistakes. Yes you did fuck up. You absolutely hurt her there's no doubt about it there. But I don't think I can see her giving up on you. And you better not ever give up on her. You talk this out and figure out what is best for the both of you. Whatever she decides, you make it work."

Eddie laid next to her, wide awake the whole night. The sound of her slight snores and hums reminded him she was still alive and she was still here. He couldn't sleep, he needed to make sure she was okay every single hour that passed. The glass of water, no longer cold. Condensation dipping down onto his nightstand. He felt her body moving closer, an arm reaching towards him, moving to feel him. He moved his body over to where she could reach. A slight sigh of approval left her lips as she cuddled into his shoulder. Eddie doesn't know how he even has tears left. Silently streaming down into her hair. He kissed her forehead and wrapped his arms fully around her. If it's the last night he'll ever get to hold her like this, then he's going to do it tight.

Eddie watched as she groaned, slowly waking up. No doubt a pounding headache and dry mouth. He sat up, preparing to help her up when she sprinted right out of his bed. Running fast to the bathroom. Eddie quickly followed, holding her hair back as she puked.

"shh it's okay. Let it out" he hummed. Rubbing her back with his free hand

He could hear her crying into the toilet, puking everything in her body out. He knew she's done this before and he hates that she probably did it alone.

"I'm so sorry" she sobbed, head leaning on her arm.

Eddie shushed her and grabbed a wet towel, placing it on her hot skin. Using another towel to wipe off her mother, flushing the toilet and closing the lid.

She fell back against the bathtub. Sobbing into her arms

"you don't have to be sorry. It's all my fault baby. Okay? Don't blame yourself"

He felt like he kept saying the same words over and over. And yet he can't find anything in his brain to actually make this better.

"no it's my fault. I knew what would happen if I went to that fucking party and I did it anyway" she kept her head down. She couldn't live with seeing the disappointment in her boyfriend's eyes. She was fine disappointing anyone, just not him.

"no okay? I shouldn't have just let you leave like that. I should have made you stay and work things out" he kissed her head. He wanted to see her face but didn't want to force her to move too fast. He'd sit next to this bathtub all day with her.

"I wasn't talking to a friend of yours last night, was I?" She mumbled into the skin on her arm

"um no. You talked to your asshole boyfriend" he wanted to joke, even fake a smile. But he didn't even have the energy to do anything. He felt like his body was drained of every single ounce of water in him, he feels like he cried everything out.

"fuck. I said a lot of shit I never wanted you to know" she admitted

"I'm glad you did. I think a lot of it I needed to know. And trust me, I feel even more fucking shitty now. I was terrified when Chrissy called me. The guilt ate me alive all night, and it still is. But this isn't about me. I hurt you. I made you crave the alcohol and the drugs because I was talking out of my ass. I hate that I did that to you. I'm so sorry baby. I wish I could say more to really tell you how fucking sorry I am" he sniffled. His hand reaching to hold her knee

She lifted her head, and he could see the bags under her eyes again. The same drained look she had when she showed up at his door when she first confessed she was in love with him, sober.

"Eddie, I'm my own person. You didn't shove it down my throat. I knew what I was doing and that's on me. I just don't understand what it is about me that is never good enough. Why is it just sex that people want me for?"

"stop that. You are way too good for every single person you've ever been with, and that includes me. You have so much more to offer than sex. And I'm the asshole who ignored all of that. I'm insecure and don't believe anyone could fall in love with me. So I didn't believe you. I convinced myself that you were just trying to make yourself believe you loved me. But you do really love me, and I don't deserve it. I let Jason get in my head which was so stupid. I have the girl that every boy in the locker room wants. I have a girl that wants to have sex that means something and I blamed her for it. I shouldn't have ever done that to you. I love making love with you. I wish I never said anything about meaningless fucks and a threesome. That was so fucking stupid and I didn't even mean it. I felt like I was boring and that's why you never wanted to take the reckless route with me. I should have known it was because you care more about me than them. And I should have treated you the same way. I should have cared more about what you had to say than them. And now I'm really fucking scared I ruined this. I'm really scared you are going to walk away and not come back because that's what I deserve. I'm so fucking scared baby. " He confessed everything. His heart couldn't handle holding anything back. She was always honest with him and he needed to do the same. He needed to lay it all on his bathroom floor. Somehow more tears fell and he sniffled them back.

Her hand reached out to touch his, taking it off of her knee and holding it tight.

"I'm scared too" she whispered, "I feel like I should leave, that you deserve to live a world without me and it should hurt like hell. I feel like I should move on, the same way I did with everyone else. But I'm too scared to be without you" she cried. Looking into his own tear filled eyes. Every time she looked at him she saw the future she wanted. The house with the picket fence, the kids running in the yard, and she was too scared to give that up.

Eddie spent every day thanking her for giving him the second chance he never deserved. This was the girl he was going to end up with and he knew it. He vowed to spend every day making her feel loved and making sure she knew she was the only one for him.

Bonus fluff :)

Within the next five years, the couple found themselves in a chapel. Him in one room with Wayne, fixing his tie as Dustin ranted about how nervous he was for his best man speech.

She, in the other room, cried with her mom as she put on her veil. Screaming about ruining her make up before she even went down the aisle. Chrissy, her maid of honor, tried to keep her own tears back as she watched her best friend wearing white.

"Um Y/N do not panic, but we can't find the flower girl" Steve rushed into the room. His own tux fitted on his body

"DON'T PANIC? WHERE IS SHE?" Y/N screamed. Turning around to face him

"she was in my room, eating a sucker and I turned around and she was gone!" Steve panicked. This bride was going to murder him

"don't worry. We will find her" Chrissy smiled, running out the door, pinching Steve under his arm

Y/N sighed. She had a feeling where the girl would be

She walked over to the room across from her door. Knocking on the wood.

Dustin opened the door, and tears filled his eyes just seeing her

"you look gor-"

"not now Dustin. Is Eddie in there?" She asked

Her fiance's head peaked over Dustin's shoulder

"baby what's up? I'm not supposed to see you yet!"

"I know! But Steve lost our flower girl, is she here?" She sighed out

"definitely not" he smirked, moving his body to the left

"are you hiding her Munson?" She glared

"definitely not" he smirked again. A small giggle coming from behind his knees

"baby girl is that you?" She asked, smiling as little feet came running towards her

"MOMMA!" she squealed. Jumping on her mom's legs

"dadda said to hide" she added as Y/N picked her up

"yeah well dadda is getting himself in big trouble" Y/N glared over to her future husband

"oh come on. I need an excuse for you to come see me. Chrissy wouldn't let me in the doorway. So I paid Steve $20 to tell Chrissy she's missing" he complained, walking over to his two girls

"that is true. She kept me on lockdown too" Y/N laughed

"now that you are here, might as well give me a kiss?" He smirked

"the plan all along" Dustin gagged from behind

Y/N laughed as she kissed Eddie quick on the lips. The little girl between them clapping

"time for me to go marry your momma!"

There it is!

I really hope you guys liked it and it was worth the wait 🥹

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‘do i even matter to you anymore’ with famous rockstar girly x eddie munson (flipped the rockstar narrative on its head 🥸)

This was really fun, thank you for this. Let me know what you guys think. Also I added Nikki Sixx in this because I love him so much and younger him deserves better. Angst to fluff.

Y/n and Eddie have been best friends since they were 10 years old. They did band camp together, she was a singer and he was a guitarist. They were soul mates crafted by the rock Gods themselves.

They had big plans to tour and travel together. However, it didn't exactly happen like that. She graduated and he didn't. She stayed in Hawkins and waited for him another year. He didn't graduate again. She got an offer from an all girl band based in Los Angeles that was looking for a new lead. Apparently they have been looking at her for a while, seeing her perform solo at a bar this past winter.

She was hesitant to take the offer, Eddie was still going to be here in Hawkins and she wasn't sure if she was ready to do it without him. If she even wanted to do it without him. For the past nine years of her life, Eddie was the center of her world, and she liked it like that. She liked him like that.

But he insisted that she go. That he will catch up with her and that nothing will change. They will still be the best of friends. No matter what.

She didn't tell him that she loved him and she should have. Now she wished she did, maybe things would be different. Maybe they wouldn't have drifted apart the way that they did.

She's been on tour with 'Burn' for the past six months. She hates the group. She never thought that she would hate it as much as she does, but there is more drama with this group than anything. They were meant to be empowering and badass, and they're not, they sleep with each other's boyfriends and talk shit behind each other's backs. You can't take it anymore. You want to be a solo act or play with a band you actually get along with. You want to play with Eddie.

Which doesn't even seem to be possible anymore because he's graduated now, but he also is showing no motivation to being near you anymore. It seemed that he was happy to stay in Hawkins. Your worst fears told you that he found somebody. But you also wouldn't know because he doesn't open up to you anymore.

You call him every night to talk to him while the other girls are out partying and living their best lives. You would go with them, but you're not interested in doing any of that stuff around people you aren't comfortable with. But yes you call him every night. And he used to pick up and you guys would talk for hours. Then he would pick up and the conversations were shorter, but you both understood. You were both living super busy lives. Now you have to pray that he would pick up your call at all. And when he does, he's distant.

You don't know what happened over this past year, but you just want your best friend back. And you want a sense of normalcy. And all of that is hitting you today. And you just want to cry and your best friend isn't picking up.

You try calling him for a third time, this time he answers.

"What?" He says with a snap, and you feel tears fall from your face.

"Hey," You start out shakily and hear him sigh through the phone. "Just wanted to check in, you haven't answered my calls in a few days."

"Well you know, I've been busy. How is everything going on the road?" He asks disinterested.

"Not so good Eds, I'm tired and there's so much drama going on, and they keep trying to get me to party and I just don't want to. I just want to feel a sense of normalcy even for just a few hours." You tell him and he's silent for a second.

"That really sucks sweetheart, but I gotta go, I'm sorry." He says and you want to reach through the phone and choke him.

"Did I do something Eddie, because please tell me if I did. You've been distant with me for the past few weeks and I don't know if I can take it anymore. Do I even matter to you anymore?" You sob over the phone, not even realizing when the tears started.

"Listen y/n, I can't really talk right now, but you mean the world to me. I just can't talk right now." He says and he hangs up.

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The last thing Nikki Sixx expected to see in the stairway of his hotel was Y/N Y/L/N crying. They've never formally met before, but everybody knew who she was. She was the newest sex symbol and every guy wanted her and every girl wanted to be her. And on top of that she has a killer voice. As a musician he has to respect that.

"Are you okay?" He asks her and she looks up and upon seeing him, she rolls her eyes. Understandable, he caused most of the drama within her group lately. Because he was dating the bassist, Victoria Star, but then he cheated on her with the drummer, Mila Montez. So now sometimes when they're playing, they both try to throw the rhythm off on each other.

"I'm fine, it's nothing you can fix." She tells him and basically shoves him away.

He takes a seat next to her anyways, "I probably can't help, but I heard I'm a pretty good listener."

"Yeah because you're too high to function most of the time." She says with an eye roll. She really doesn't want to be around anybody right now.

"Oh wow, so she's talented, pretty and funny." Nikki says with a laugh and nudge to her shoulder.

"Don't be trying to get into my pants now, too."

"Trust me, I'm not. I know you're not like that."

"Yeah and how do you know that?" She doesn't know why she's getting defensive.

"Because one, I've never seen you at the parties, which good idea, you're too good to be messing with that shit. Two, I personally think you're too young for my liking. What are you like 19? 20? And three, all those girls I sleep with, they have one thing in common with me. They lost all of the passion. They're so broken they can't even find refuge in the one thing that brought us all to where we are now. Music. But you?! I've watched your performances. You still love it. That is why I'm so determined to help you right now, because I don't want you to lose it. If you do, guess where you will be? On some staircase in Chicago telling a rookie not to lose their passion while you're too high to function." He finishes his rant with heavy breaths. And you raise your eyebrows at him, trying to hold in a laugh.

Eventually, his serious expression becomes too much for you and you burst out laughing.

He laughs too, "There you go, now are you gonna talk to me or are you gonna end up another basket case on the Sunset Strip?"

"I miss normalcy, I don't think this is for me. All of this touring and shit, maybe I'm just meant to be a hometown hero, and at this point, I'm fine with that." You tell him and Nikki wraps a hesitant, but comforting arm around your shoulders.

"You are not meant to be a hometown hero, like I said, I've seen you play, you're a rockstar y/n. Tour will be over soon, and you don't have to play with those bitches forever you know. You have a fan base of your own, you can run off on your own and be a solo act. Diamond Dave did it and it worked. You just have to have faith in yourself." Nikki tells her and draws circles on her shoulder.

"There's just so much drama going on with the band and in my personal life, I just want to hide away. And I can't. I'm always in the spotlight and now I'm scared that I can never get out of it. Right now I'm the fantasy of every man over the age of 13 and in a few years I'm just going to be considered another washed up singer. I want privacy and I want my old life back and I want my best friend." You say as the tears start again.

"I know it may seem that the spotlight is permanent, but I promise you it will get better. Just keep up the good reputation and keep making music. Make music for you, though, not for anybody else. And if it becomes too much, go back to the place and person you love most." He says, but you're pretty sure he's too far out of it to really know what he's saying. But he's actually being a huge help.

You sit there for a few more minutes, still sniffling with Nikki's arm still wrapped around your shoulder.

Suddenly, you hear the door of the staircase open and you look up to see your best friend. He's holding flowers in his hand, his hair is extremely wild, and his eyes are huge with wonder looking at you.

"Y/n, I missed you so much." He tells you and you smile, he looks amazing. Suddenly he looks to the figure next to you and says, "Holy shit is that Nikki Sixx."

"Yeah what's up man?" Nikki says to him not really registering that someone is talking to him and Eddie gives you a confused look.

You just shrug your shoulders and stand up to walk over to him, "Eddie, what the hell are you doing here, I thought you were busy?" You say with an edge to your voice.

"Sweetheart, I was busy planning this. That's why I've been so busy. I needed the money to get to Chicago to see my best friend." He tells you and wraps his arms around you and you hug him back tenderly.

"Eddie, you have no idea how happy I am that you're here. I've missed you so much. So much shit has been happening and I just really needed my best friend to talk to and then I thought you were mad at me and-" Eddie stops you with a kiss on your lips.

You're in shock, obviously, "You can tell me all about how shitty your band members are and how much I suck after I tell you the reason I came here in the first place. I love you. So much, I love you so much. This past year, I realized my life is shit without you. It was a scary thought of course because I know that if I truly just had friendly feelings towards you, I wouldn't want to die being away from you. If you don't feel the same way, I get it, but I need you in my life no matter where you're at or where you're going, I don't want to be too far behind."

You reach up and kiss him, deep. "Eddie that is all I've wanted. Everyday I've spent knowing you, I fall more in love. I'm so happy you're here." You say and wrap your arms around his neck and he snuggle his head into your neck.

"So I guess you guys aren't just best friends, huh?" Nikki says standing up and stumbling a bit. He has a sly smirk on his face. "What was your name again..... Eddie?" He asks with a smirk and Eddie just nods his head, absolutely starstruck, "Yes, well, Eddie you better treat her right, because she's a hell of a girl." Nikki finishes and stumbles his way up the staircase and out the door. Hopefully making it to his room for the night.

"Is he alright?" Eddie asks.

"I think he's okay. I'm glad I got to talk to him, he's very philosophical." Y/n says and they both chuckle.

"How do you feel about Corroded Coffin having a female lead singer after I finish this tour?" You ask him and he gives you the brightest, Eddie smile.

"Sounds totally metal babe"

#eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson angst #best friend! eddie munson #eddie munson x you

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Eddie munson x flower child reader

Omg I love this idea so much and I had so much fun writing it. I think this may be one of my favorite writing that I ever did. Sorry it took so long, college and life get in the way a lot. Hope you enjoy though

Eddie watched her from the other side of the record store.

She had the most beautiful long curly hair, that was pushed back by a floral headband. She wore this long flowing skirt. She reminded him of a soft summers breeze. She was the epitome of a perfect sunny day at the lake. She gave him butterflies like he’s never had before.

He devised a plan to get closer to her. He was going to start off towards the end of the section that she was standing at. Slowly making his way over to her. And then hopefully, by God’s grace, she’ll say something to him before he has to work up the courage to talk to her.

At times like these he wishes he had some sort of game with girls.

He begins to browse through the albums, picking up a random one to make it seem like he’s sharing an interest.

He start moving closer to her, taking in her image up close, being discreet, of course.

He noticed her large glasses that were too big for her slender face. Her rosy cheeks. Her large eyes. She was an image for sure. An image of a beautiful, natural phenomenon that was sent as a gift from whatever higher power there may be.

He remembers hearing someone say that when you fall in love it’s like you can’t breathe. But that cannot be true because he’s sure he’s falling in love right now. And he feels like his lungs have never been clearer. Like just the sight of her beauty washed away the past 8 years of cigarettes and marijuana he’s inhaled.

“Peter, Paul and Mary? You don’t strike me as someone who listens to them.” Melodic. That’s the only word he could use to describe her voice. Melodic and smooth. It reminds him of honey.

She turns to smile at him and he swears that he’s in Heaven. The room got brighter and so did his world. If he doesn’t live past this day he could die a happy man just seeing her smile.

He realizes that she’s waiting for a response and he blushes hard. He looks down at the record he’s holding Peter, Paul and Mary’s, “Peter, Paul and Mommy”.

“O-oh, well, you know, I love music, and no it’s not my usual ch-choice of music, b-but I heard someone talking about them, and I was like oh c-cool maybe it’s something I would enjoy, but then I didn’t think much of it and I j-just came here today, looking for the new Ozzy album, but then I just found my way over here and picked this up, you know. I had a few extra bucks figured I’d try it out. You know why not? Anyways yeah.” He finally stutters out. One thing about Eddie. He’s a rambler, on a good day. So when he’s nervous, he talks a lot.

But you don’t seem to mind, thank God. In fact your smiling wider, now. You think he’s adorable. With his faded Iron Maiden shirt, big slop of brown frizzy hair, big wide doe eyes. The blush spreading over his cheeks and nose. He’s the prettiest man you’ve ever seen.

“It’s a really good album, I hope you like them a lot.” You smile again, you want to get to know him better, but you also don’t have good game. He’s just going to be someone you think about for the next few weeks.

As you turn to go he gets the sudden bravery to stop you, “Do you have any suggestions?” He says a little too loudly and he blushes again.

But you send another one of the groundbreaking, earth-shaking smiles and say, “From that album, first song, ‘The Marvelous Toy’, here take my number and when you listen you can tell me all about it.” You say with uncharacteristic confidence and hand him the paper on your way out of the store.

He stands there for a second looking at it and then goes to purchase the album to take home and listen, completely forgetting about the Ozzy album.

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Eddie listens to the song over and over again. Thinking of the girl with the flowy skirt and large glasses.

One lyric stays in his head, “The moment I laid eyes on it, it became my hearts delight.”

The moment he laid eyes on you, he was in deep and he didn’t mind.

He quickly scrambled for the paper with your number on it and dials.

You pick up, “Hello?” you were hoping it was the man from the record store, but you didn’t want to feel disappointed.

“Hi, I loved the song. I loved the whole album actually. And I think I might be in love with you, now that I’m thinking about it. Oh, and by the way my names Eddie.”

☮️

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff

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Because I love writing angst so much and I have writers block, please send requests with these prompts so I could hopefully get inspiration!! You can leave it at just the prompts, but if you want to be more detailed with your request please feel free to<3

“Please don’t walk out that door”

“It’s getting late maybe you should head home”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t be enough for you”

“was she everything I couldn’t be”

“I can’t do this anymore”

“you keep hurting me and I keep letting you”

“now that the roles are reversed, you can’t be happy for me.”

“you just let her say all of that to me”

“do i even matter to you anymore?”

“what do you want me to say?”

“Let me take you home”

“You wouldn’t be saying this if she didn’t break your heart”

“We’re meant for each other”

“you say whatever you want about everybody and everything and you think there’s no consequences, but I’m done.”

“I made you breakfast”

“So this is just something we do now?”

“If it’s that easy to hurt me, than I don’t think you ever cared about me in the first place.”

“I wished that you would just notice, now I wish that you would leave me alone.”

“Now that they’re paying attention to you, it’s easy to toss me to the side.”

“Don’t blame yourself, this is my fault.”

“I thought that were friends.”

“Please try a little bit harder”

“You make it look easy.”

“Somewhere along the way, you lost a sense of who you were and I can’t love this new version of you.”

“You’re just going to let all of it go, like none of it mattered”

“I did it for your own good.”

“You don’t get to make my decisions for me.”

“You constantly remind me how stupid I am for staying with you”

“My heart wasn’t fragile until I gave it to you.”

“As far as priorities go, I’m nobodies number 1”

“They made me feel special when you forgot about me”

“If there’s something wrong you have to let me know.”

“Sure I’m the last person you want to see, but I’m also the only one willing to help you right now.”

“I didn’t mean what I said.”

“You’re so immature.”

“You know this isn’t me.”

“Don’t leave, I’m mad at you, but the last thing I want is to not have you.”

“I’m trying to change.”

“I hope they make you happy.”

“Don’t be sorry, I did this to myself.”

“You expected me to give up. I’m an asshole, but I’m an asshole who’s in love with you.”

“Stop thinking that everybody is out to get you.”

“If i had another life, I would pick you over and over again.”

“Why do you hate me.”

“They remind me of you and I don’t want to be reminded.”

“We deserved better.”

“Look me in the eye and tell me you mean it.”

“That is probably the stupidest thing I’ve ever done.”

“You have to stop with the public displays of anger.”

“You’ve never embarrassed me, stop using that as an excuse to hurt me.”

#eddie munson angst #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie x reader #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #eddie munson x you #eddie munson request #eddie munson fanfic #fic prompt #stranger things recs #fic request

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Ready for Love

Hey guys, I’m still working on Family Matters, I’m just in a little slump right now with it. But I had inspiration to write this after watching Austin and Ally earlier today, lol. Anyways here it is

In which Eddie doesn’t realize that he’s ready until it may be too late.

Eddie watched as his best friend laughed with Harrington at the counter while he was searching for their movie tonight.

He knew he had no right to feel this way, he watched her pine after him day after day, year after year, and he never acknowledged her feelings. He wasn’t ready to, yet. But he always assumed that when he was ready she would still be there.

But no. Now she was all cozy with Steve. Eddie scoffed to himself while looking down at whatever movie he mindlessly picked up. Pretty In Pink. Go fucking figure. He never related to Ducky before now.

He looked over at the counter again to see Harrington cracking another joke and once again she laughed. She shouldn’t find any other man’s jokes funny besides his.

He never felt jealous about her being around other guys until the other night when they were watching a movie and she mentioned how the main character looked cute. Well guess who that main character looked like. Fucking Steve Harrington. And when he made her take notice of that all she did was shrug her shoulders and blush.

No he’s never been jealous of another guy, nope, not until that other guy made her blush.

He can’t take the sound of her giggles anymore, not when she’s giggling because of him, so he grabs Pretty In Pink and walks to the counter to check out.

When he approaches, Y/n smiles softly at him and says, “What did you pick out?”

He holds it up to her, “One of your favorites.” and hands the movie to Steve while glaring at him.

Steve raises his eyebrows and looks between Y/n and Eddie, and then chuckles to himself, “they’re both so stupid.” he thinks.

“Have a good movie night guys, oh and y/n I’ll call you this weekend to finalize those plans.” Steve says and immediately took notice at how Eddie’s shoulders stiffen up.

“That was mean.” Robin says when they’re out of ear shot.

“Yeah well he needs to come to his senses sooner or later.”

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“Eddie please for the love of God what is wrong with you?” Y/n pauses the movie and begs Eddie. He’s been miserable since they left Family Video.

Eddie scratches his chin and refuses to look at her, “Nothing is wrong, can you please unpause the movie.”

“No. I don’t understand what happened you were fine before.” She moved onto her knees to try and force him to look at her but he was just zoning off looking at the paused movie.

“I am fine. Please can you drop it.” He slightly yells and she sits back and pouts.

All of a sudden Eddie feels a pillow come in contact with his face. He turns over to look at her to see her holding back a smile. She looks so beautiful and he’s kicking himself for never realizing before. For never realizing until it was too late.

“Did you just hit me with a pillow?” She giggles at his serious tone.

He moves and starts tickling her sides, making her drop the pillow and let out the most beautiful laugh he’s ever heard.

“Beg for mercy.” He laughs out while attacking her sides.

“Never Munson.” He continues to tickle her all over and somehow he ends up on top of her with her laying down. They’re faces only inches apart.

They both stop laughing and their breathing is labored. Y/n smiling widely, but when she notices Eddie’s serious expression she asks, “What’s wrong”

“Do you like Steve?” He dropped the ball, he’s ready to pour his whole heart out to her right now, but he needs to make sure first that she has the capability of holding it.

“Steve? No I don’t like Steve, Eddie, we’re just friends.” Eddie slowly gets off of her, but never breaking eye contact.

“Okay…good” He sitting back but he has a hold of her hand, contemplating how he wants to approach this.

“What does it matter anyways?” She asks him softly, getting her hopes up for something she’s dreamt about for the past 4 years.

“I know that you like me, Y/n I’ve known for years and I knew that one day I would be able to reciprocate your feelings, I was just waiting for the timing to be right and I don’t know, I guess I felt like I wasn’t ready to give you the love that I knew you deserved.” He pauses when he feels her squeeze his hand.

He looks at her and she has tears in her eyes, but she also has a soft smile. “You knew that I liked you this whole time?”She let’s out a laugh. She always imagined that this would be super embarrassing, but she’s sitting in front of Eddie, her Eddie, her favorite person in the entire world and she has no idea where he’s going with this conversation right now, but she’s knows that no matter what she would never be embarrassed around him.

“Yeah you made it very obvious,” they both let out a laugh, “until you didn’t anymore. The other night when you said that actor that looked like Harrington was handsome, I thought I was losing you. I thought I took too much time and you found better. And then I saw you laughing with him today and he was flirting with you and you guys are planning a date for this weekend and I don’t know, I realized I needed to tell you now that I’m ready. And it’s completely selfish because you are trying to move on, but I’m a selfish man. I want you all to myself from now until forever.” He tells her with tears in his eyes. He’s not ready to lose her. He’ll never be ready to lose her. But he’s ready to love her and he’s ready to be loved by her.

She slowly moves towards him until she’s straddling his lap. She cradled his face and rubs her fingers over his eyebrows, causing him to close his eyes. And then she presses her lips into his.

He’s in heaven. He can’t believe he denied himself of this feeling for so long. He kisses her back with passion, and then she pulls away.

At first he looks hurt and she giggles at his expression, “I am in no way trying to move on from you Eddie Munson. You are it for me. And even though I should be pissed that you knew about my feelings but never said anything, I can’t be. Because I’ve been ready to love you, and if all I was waiting on was for you to be ready to love me back, then I am a happy woman.” She grab his face once again and placed a soft kiss on his nose.

He lets out a teary laugh, “I hope I’m worth the wait.”

“You are worth the wait of a million years Munson.” She runs her fingers through his hair, “and me and Harrington weren’t planning a date, we were planning a surprise party for Dustin that you would’ve learned about if you weren’t so grumpy all evening.” She says with a knowing smile and he ducks his head away from her, embarrassed.

“I’m embarrassed but I can’t say that I’m mad, he made me pull my head out of my ass.”

“Yes, yes he did, now let’s finish this movie and prepare for forever.”She said and kissed his head.

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artandshid · 1 year

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yes that was me thank you so much @saramelaniemoon and also @jadeylovesmarvelxo!!! if you still want me to do eddie x baby face reader, can you please put it in my inbox so i don’t forget, thank you!!!!

I love your story about Eddie x reader with glasses. 🥰

Maybe Eddie x very short reader with babyface?

Hi that's not mine it was @artandshid story which I reblogged 💞🙂

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artandshid · 1 year

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Realisation

hi can a request reader and eddie are bestfriends, but the reader is like really in love with him so she tells him, but he doesn’t reciprocate but they’re still best friends. So the reader gets asked out by steve and obviously she wants to move from eddie so she says yes, and eddie finds out because she has to miss hellfire for the date and he’s really upset and he just says it’s because she’s missing hellfire, but really it’s because he’s jealous but he doesn’t realize he’s jealous until robin makes him realize, and he feels like it’s too late. Sorry if this doesn’t make any sense, love ur writing though❤️❤️

Warnings; Angst, heartache, Eddie realising what he should have a long time ago, jealous and protective Eddie, friends to lovers, fluff.

Likes, comments and reblogs are always very much appreciated 😍 I don't give anyone permission to copy my work

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It was now or never. She had finally worked up the courage to tell her best friend Eddie how she feels about him.

She had asked him to meet her in their usual spot at lunch, which was in the woods near the school so they could have some privacy.

Eddie was watching her expectantly for what she was about to say but it was hard to pluck up the courage. She hoped he felt the same but was prepared for rejection too.

Surely Eddie would have told her if he felt the same? They had known each other for years?

Eddie had been the only guy she noticed and no other man compared to him. She hadn't even tried dating anyone because she was so in love with him.

So in love with him yet watched as he had crushes on other girls and had random hookups from time to time while she tried to act like it didn't break her heart.

For a second she is hesitant to say anything but eventually realises that she has to get these feelings out in the open and has to know if there is a chance for the two of them.

"Eddie I know we are best friends but the truth is I'm in love with you and it's killing me keeping this hidden. I love you and I have for a while now"

He stares at her stunned, his jaw drops and he swallows hard.

"Shit... sweetheart" her heart is racing waiting for what he is going to say and as the silence drags on she begins to lose hope.

"Eddie?" he takes her hand squeezing it gently and her stomach sinks. As much as she prepared for rejection it still hurt to experience it.

"I love you sweetheart but as a friend, that's all. I'm so sorry" she nods looking away. A weight has been lifted off her shoulders for getting the feelings out in the open but she still feels sad.

"Okay, I understand Eddie" he squeezes her hands again and she tries very hard not to cry.

"You're my best friend though. My best girl sweetheart. You always will be" he tells her with so much sincerity that it makes her get up and hug him.

This amazing man was her best friend and even though he doesn't love her the way she wants him to at least she has his friendship.

That was special to her and she never wanted to lose that.

💞💞

Things are a little awkward the next day between her and Eddie but it doesn't last long and soon they are back to their normal routine.

She hides the hurt with smiles and laughter but once she is out of school she decides to cheer herself up by having a movie night.

So she rents all her favourites, she even buys popcorn and some ice cream because why the hell not? It was movie night after all.

Steve is at the checkout as she hands him the films for tonight.

"Friday the 13th? good choice. If you need a shoulder to cuddle into at the scary parts I'm free?" she giggles.

"I don't scare that easily Steve but thank you". He grins.

"So if I asked you out to go and see the new Nightmare on elm street movie then you would say no then?" she feels her belly flutter and can't believe that Steve is asking her out.

This was a good thing. Steve is a sweetheart, kind, funny and she couldn't deny that he was handsome. Maybe she could finally move on from Eddie once and for all?

"It's a date Steve" his eyes light up and he looks so happy, his smile is infectious and she returns it.

"Great. Is tomorrow okay? Around seven?" she is about to suggest Saturday as Hellfire is tomorrow but something inside her urges her to say yes.

"Yes, that's perfect"

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The only thing about saying yes to Steve is she has to tell Eddie that she is missing Hellfire tonight.

Since she needed a substitute to take her place she asked Erica Sinclair and was pleasantly surprised when she said yes, Erica has filled in a few times if a player was absent.

With that sorted, all that is left is to tell Eddie and as lunchtime finally starts and all of Hellfire is seated she brings the subject up.

"I can't make Hellfire tonight Eddie but I asked Erica to fill in and she is more than happy too"

Eddie pauses mid-snack and raises his eyebrow.

"What's your reason for missing Hellfire yn? We are in the middle of a fast-paced campaign?"

"Steve asked me out and I said yes. Our date is tonight" the whole table goes silent and looks from her to Eddie.

"You aren't showing up because you have a date?" he repeats slowly and he scowls as she nods.

"Can't you make it tomorrow?"

Eddie feels the burning ache in his chest as soon as yn says she has a date with Steve.

He puts it down to her missing Hellfire and asks her to make the date for tomorrow.

"I can't. Steve is working. You'll be fine without me for one night Eddie"

"We are a team yn. We need you with us" she softens.

"Why are you so upset? Isn't this a good thing that I am going on a date with Steve?" the words go unspoken but he knows she is hinting at what happened the other day when she confessed her feelings.

It is a good thing...right? if it is why does he feel like he wants to punch out Harrington? He's never felt like this, he isn't a violent person and the mere thought worries him.

It is just because he doesn't like change that's all, he loves the routine of Hellfire and doesn't like when it gets messed up.

The more he tells himself that the more plausible it seems.

Until he imagines Steve and yn cuddling up at the movies and something sours in his gut again.

"Yeah, a good thing" he murmurs.

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Steve picks her up at seven and he looks so handsome in a black dress shirt and jeans, for a minute she lets herself imagine that maybe this could truly be the start of something special.

This is what she needed. To go out with a cute guy and forget about Eddie and to her intense happiness, it works.

Well, she has a good time and Steve is a sweetheart. He gives her a sweet kiss once the movie has ended and asks if she is free again tomorrow to which she agrees.

❤

Eddie didn't hear much from yn at the weekend, he updated her about Hellfire and asked how her date was.

She gushed that it went well and they were meeting again Saturday.

The ache in Eddie's chest doubled tenfold and he had to get off the phone because he felt like he couldn't breathe.

He thought things would be better at school but Steve had dropped yn off at school pulling her in for a kiss.

It made him feel like someone had kicked him in the stomach or he had rolled a one in a critical part of a D&D campaign.

She looked so happy and he tried to focus on that and be happy for her.

But he couldn't get rid of the sinking feeling in his stomach and when Robin comes up to talk to him and gushes about how happy Steve had been at the weekend he can't hide his feelings any longer.

"Jesus h Christ. That's all I've heard for the last few days is about Steve" he grumbles then feels guilty, he wants yn to be happy of course he does, he just wishes that he could get rid of these shitty feelings.

"Dude, you sound totally jealous" Robin tells him and he scoffs.

"I'm not jealous", she snorts.

"Oh, please. You're so jealous. So how long have you been in love with yn then" her words hit him and he shakes his head.

"I'm not in love with her" wait... is he? Shit, he thinks back to all the times she has been there for him, how he adores her and her sweet smile and pretty eyes, he loves her kindness and she is so beautiful.

But that's just friendly feelings he has for her right?

Fuck. How could be so blind to his own feelings?

"Shit! Robin, she literally told me how she felt and I turned her down. Said she was just a friend! I am such a fucking idiot! I can't tell her now when she is happy with Steve"

Robin gives him a sympathetic look.

"Gosh you and Steve are such dinguses you know that? You literally realise at the worst time. It's like Steve realising he is still in love with Nancy"

Wait what?

"What about yn?" Robin facepalms and bites her lip.

"Steve told me on Sunday, said he realised that Nancy was the one for him but she is with Jonathan so he won't mess that up"

"So he is using her?" Robin's eyes widen.

"No, he likes yn, it's just complicated" he is still pissed when he hears this and it takes him a second to notice that yn is right behind Robin and heard what she said about Steve.

"Steve still loves Nancy?" she looks upset and Robin panics.

"Uh..."

Not sticking around to hear what Robin said she rushes off and Eddie swears and rushes after her.

She is getting in her car and he shouts for her but she doesn't hear him. Fuck!

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She drove to Family Video and told Steve what she heard Robin say. It isn't like she could be mad. Wasn't she doing the same thing? dating Steve in hopes she could get over Eddie?

Steve is immediately apologetic and she takes a seat.

"Hey, it's not like I don't know what unrequited love is like. I confessed to Eddie how I felt and he doesn't feel the same, then you asked me out and I thought...

He nods understanding what she is trying to convey.

"Thought that maybe dating someone could help you get over the feelings. Damn the two of us are hopeless huh?" She wipes her eyes cursing the fact that she has been crying about Eddie again.

"We can still be friends right Steve? I like hanging out with you" he pulls her into a hug.

"Hey, absolutely. Honestly, though I am more shocked Munson doesn't feel the same way you do about him. Did you see the way he looked at me when I drove you to school on Monday? If Looks could kill"

"He's just protective Steve" Steve snorts and looks at her raising his eyebrow as if to say really?

"Protective and jealous, I'm a guy. I know when another guy is jealous babe" she ponders this but doesn't want to get her hopes up.

💞💞

Eddie visits yn after school, he's worried about her and wants to check on her.

To his relief, she appears to be okay but he can tell that something is on her mind.

"Steve and I just decided to be friends Eddie, there are no hard feelings, thank you for coming to check on me though"

She kisses his cheek and his whole body thrums with longing as he feels her lips on his skin, hes never wanted something so much in his life.

"He's an idiot for not wanting you", he admits and she bites her lip.

"Eddie, I know you are just being a friend but please stop saying things like that because it just makes it harder for me to get over you"

His body tingles with hope and he takes her hand.

"What if that's not what I want? That I've realised something I should have a long, long time ago and I hope that I'm not too late"

There's a beat of silence and she moves closer.

"Eddie, what are you saying?" okay well here goes nothing.

"Sweetheart, I'm saying that I am in love with you too and I am so sorry that it took me so long to realise and I know I broke your heart and Jesus h Christ I wish I had figured things out sooner"

For a second she looks stunned.

"You don't feel the same Eddie, please don't give me hope like that. You're just saying this because of Steve"

"No, I'm not. I love you. You're my first thought in the morning and my last thought at night. You're my world, everything to me and I love you so much"

He sees the moment that it finally sinks in that he is telling the truth and her lip wobbles.

"You really do love me?" she asks shakily, hope in her voice and he kisses her tenderly, for a few seconds he gets lost in the sensation of feeling her lips against his and she kisses him back fiercely.

When he pulls away she's beaming.

"Could you not have realised this when u told you how I felt?" she teases and he kisses her forehead.

"I know princess. Now that I have realised that you're mine I hope you know that I plan on loving you forever?"

"Is that so?" her eyes light up and he nods in delight.

"I mean it princess. Forever"

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Family Matters Part 3

It’s time for Eddie to step up and fix his mistakes. Angst.

Eddie hesitantly makes his way up to your steps and to your door.

What is he supposed to say now after all this time?

After everything he did?

Why did he decide to come now?

Why didn’t he come see you as soon as he got back?

Why did he leave in the first place?

He realized that he’s been in his head standing in front of your door for a few moments now. He brings his fist up to knock nervously and let’s out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“One sec!” He hears you yell from inside the house.

He knows this isn’t going to be easy. He knows there’s a chance that you won’t forgive him at all. But he wants to be a part of his daughters life. And a part of yours. Even as a friend. You and Maggie were worth fighting for. He needs to fight for the family that he left behind.

You swing the door open and your jaw drops in shock. He just smiles at you. You look beautiful, he thinks. You always did but he didn’t expect you to still give him butterflies after all this time.

“No.” you say simply.

“I didn’t even say anything, yet.” His smile drops realizing that it was (obviously) not the appropriate time for it.

“You don’t have to, you lost your right to speak when you left. I heard tour was great by the way.” You say sarcastically.

“I don’t want to talk about tour. I want to talk about my mistakes.” He says sincerely. You know he’s sincere, you’ve known him your whole life, you love him. You know every facial expression he has, but still, that feeling of hurt that you’ve felt for the past, almost, two years is still there.

“Shove it.” You say in an attempt to be badass. But it fails. It’s choked. You’re not badass, you’re tired and you’re hurt and you want to be strong, but it’s so hard when he standing in front of you after two years of not seeing or hearing from him, telling you exactly what you’ve been waiting to hear after all this time.

“Please Y/n, please I just want to be a part of her life.” You see tears flowing down his face and you want to brush them away and hug him and tell him everything will be okay. And maybe you would have if it was just your heart on the line. But it wasn’t. There’s another heart just inside the house that you have to worry about, too.

“Why? Because Gareth told you you should be? Because Uncle Wayne told you you should be in her life? You shouldn’t need other people to tell you the obvious Eddie. I don’t want to turn you away, I want nothing more than for Maggie to know her biological father, but it’s hard for me to do when I don’t trust you. What happens when the next tour comes along? You up and leave again Eddie? I don’t want her to get hurt the way I did.” You tell him. You know he’s sorry, you just wish you could understand why he left. Why you weren’t good enough.

“I don’t want to be like my father. I’m so embarrassed by my actions and I’m not going to lie Gareth and Wayne helped me realize that I’m stupid. But that doesn’t mean my intentions here aren’t sincere. I know I messed up and I know I broke your trust, but whatever it takes to be in Maggie’s life and to be back in your life, I’ll do it.” He begs you.

“Eddie, you can be a part of Maggie’s life, I don’t want to take that away from her, but you need to prove yourself as trustworthy. You don’t just get to walk right in right now and be her dad, you need to prove to me that you got your shit together, and that means no drinking or smoking any substance when you’re around her and you don’t get alone time with her. You’re her father but you’re not her dad, she has someone who stepped up and has been there for her in your absence. And as for me, I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to have you in my life again the way we were before.” You’re talking to him like you’re doing business with him. Neither one of you like it, but you didn’t want to come off as soft when approaching your terms. You needed to come off as a bad ass even though you wanted to be able to hold him and allow him to be back as if he never left. But he did leave. And now everything was complicated.

“Anything you need me to do, I’ll do it. And as for Steve, I owe him one truly. He’s a good guy. And I think he’s good for you, too.” He tells you with a soft smile. Even though jealousy is coursing through him because Steve was a bigger man than he was. Steve did what Eddie should’ve done and Eddie hates himself for giving him that opportunity.

“He’s a great friend Eddie. And the best Godfather to Maggie. But he’s truly just a friend. The person who was there when I needed support the most.” You tell Eddie, not because you wanted him to feel guilty, he already feels guilty, you don’t want to rub it in more, you’re not that kind of person. But you said it genuinely because you love Steve for being there for you and you’re so grateful to have him as a friend.

Even so, Eddie’s heart clenches at your words, but he smiles shyly again, “So can I come in?”

“Now really isn’t a good time Eddie, I just put her down for a nap. But, I’ll call the trailer and schedule a time.”

“I’m not living there, I have an apartment with the boys, do you have a paper and pen, I can give you my number.” She nods and runs in the house to grab the supplies.

Eddie feels his heart warm up at the second chance you’re giving him. He knows he doesn’t deserve it, he doesn’t even deserve your time of day, but you gave it to him anyways, you’re an angel.

You come back and Eddie writes down his contact info and before he leave she says, “You’re not going to regret this. I’m going to make it up to you and Maggie. Thank you y/n so much for this even though I don’t deserve it.” He says beaming and before he rushes off back to his van he gives you a wet kiss on the cheek in thanks.

You want to yell at him for thinking it’s okay to do that, but really you didn’t mind, you were happy to see him this excited and you felt relief that he was being sincere. You really really hoped that you don’t regret this. But knowing that Maggie will have the opportunity to meet her biological dad is enough to convince you that you’re making the right choice.

Guys I know, Eddie sucks. But I just want to clear things up, Y/n is not a pushover, she’s not one to scream and yell and she is forgiving, but she still has boundaries. And yes she still loves him, but that doesn’t mean that he’s going to instantly be back in her life. She just wants what is best for her child and she thinks that her daughter deserves to have the chance to meet her biological daughter. My intentions for this story aren’t going to be for the reader and Eddie to get back together. But my intentions also aren’t for the reader and Steve to get together either. If you don’t like that, you don’t have to read it, but I’ve had to delete and block so many accounts that were just being extremely rude for no reason. If you don’t like the direction that the story is taking, then write a different story in your own words. But I’m grateful for everybody who is liking, reblogging, and being kind, it truly means a lot. Also my requests are open if you have an idea for a story and you would like for me to (attempt) to write it.:))

#eddie munson angst #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction

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This infected my brain last night...

Eddie Munson hates Free Bird.

He hates when it gets requested at the Hideout and he'll either switch off the radio/stereo/TV or leave the room/house/establishment if he even hears it.

He's been avoiding the song for so long, he knows it by the opening chord, and can usually make his escape before the guitar comes in, at very least before the singing starts.

If you ask him why he hates it he'll tell you:

- it's so indulgent

- its way too slow

- it doesn't get good until the solo starts

- and that solo goes on for far too long

- it's so whiney

- it's so old

- he hates the band

- it was played all the time when he was a kid

But...

If you get Eddie with his nearest and dearest, and he is enough beers to wind, those chords start up, and you'll see him get out of his chair, like he's gonna make his usual break for it...

Instead he'll grab the nearest glass bottle and sing into it a rendition you'll never forget.

Using the furniture, objects or people around him as his own personal stage, as his dark tendrils of hair swing wildly around.

Almost bending himself in half backwards to sing "and this bird you cannot change"

Someone always gets tears in their eyes when they hear him sing it, because of the emotion he evokes through the lyrics.

No one ever reminds Eddie about it the next day, because no one wants to be the person that deprives the rest of you the next performance.

So yeah...

As far as you all know...

Eddie Munson hates Free Bird

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too cute 🥰

hehehe you & eddie adopting the lil black kitten that nobody wants and he's in loooovvveee 🥺

BESTIEEEEE this was so cute 🥺 and so fun to write!! im so sorry it took so long but i hope you love it!! this is absolutely dedicated to you 💕 she's a long one though, oops... but i have had SO much fun planning this with you and creating this chaotic duo!! (also if anyone wants to come yell with me about eddie and ozzy pls do i love them so much)

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Every autumn, you like to do what you can to help out at the Hawkins Animal Shelter. You know they’re terribly underfunded and understaffed even at the best of times, but during the colder months of the year when you know they’ve got more animals than usual to try and feed and keep warm is when you try to do everything you can. In this case, that means donating a few bags of dog and cat food that you picked up on your last trip grocery shopping on a blustery Friday afternoon in November after you’ve finished work for the day.

This time, though, you’re accompanied by your boyfriend Eddie–he’d offered to drive you to the shelter in his van and help you bring all the food in with you. It’s been a long week and both of you hadn’t been able to spend as much time together as you wanted, so you were very much looking forward to this weekend together. Eddie’s hand hadn’t left your thigh since you hopped up into the passenger seat when he’d picked you up after work; the comforting weight is seeping warmth through the fabric of your pants, and one of your hands comes to rest on top of his and fiddle with some of his rings. They’ve picked up some of his body heat as well, the metal smooth and warm under your fingers.

He drives you back to your place, filling you in on his day while you listen and try to warm up. Or, well, you do your best to listen, but you’ve had a long week and being warm and in the presence of one of your favourite people in the world is relaxing you a bit too much. Just hearing Eddie’s voice in person and not over the phone for a few stolen minutes is enough to have you closing your eyes, a smile on your face as you temporarily zone out. Until, of course, he hits the annoying pothole down the street from your place and you’re jolted back to reality.

“Oh, shit! Sorry babe,” Eddie apologizes, his hand squeezing your thigh a little tighter before he continues, “Anyway, so my hand’s totally stuck in there, right? So I’m freaking out, Henderson is losing his mind, and I still have half a session left to DM. Can you believe that?”

No, you can’t, because you have no idea how that story started or what he’d actually been doing. But you nod anyway as Eddie’s van pulls up in front of your building. “That sounds completely wild, Eddie. What did you do next?”

“I saved the day, sweetheart, what else?” He grins at you, putting his van in park. You lean over and press a kiss to his lips, your hand squeezing his.

“My hero. Come up and help me get my stuff?” you ask, and he nods, messy black curls bouncing as he kisses you back. His hand reluctantly leaves your thigh so you can both unbuckle your belts and he hops down out of the driver’s seat to run around and open your door with a flourish and a bow.

The two of you make quick work getting up to your place, and Eddie gathers up the dog and cat food to put it by the door while you get changed and pack a bag to take to his place for the night. You make quick work of it, and then the two of you are making your way back downstairs while you tell Eddie all about the latest work gossip and drama.

The drive to the shelter goes quickly, too quickly, and before you know it Eddie’s pulled into the nearly empty parking lot and the two of you are grabbing the bags of food out of the back of his van. You push the door to the building open and the bells above it jingle as Eddie follows you in.

One of the workers emerges from the back as the two of you make your way up to the counter, and you recognize her from your time at Hawkins High School. Her name is Rory, you’re pretty sure, and you know her mom owns both the Hawkins Animal Shelter and the Vet Clinic located next door. She was in your year at school, and she was always pretty friendly with you in any classes you shared. You’ve been donating to the shelter for a few years now, and you’ve volunteered there before, so you know her pretty well, you think. You smile at her as you place your bags of food on the counter. Eddie follows suit before stepping back, slightly behind you. Rory smiles at you as well, taking a wary peek at your boyfriend behind you.

“Hi! Long time no see! What brings you in?” she asks, walking up to the counter towards you. You can see her spare a longer glance at Eddie now that she’s closer, and you turn your head a bit to see that he’s stuffed his hands in his pockets and is scuffing the toe of his shoe against the floor. You step a little further over, putting yourself between Eddie and Rory as subtly as you can to take the attention off of him. Anything to give him a little more room to breathe comfortably; given that most of the attention he gets around town is negative, especially lately, you do what you can to make things as easy as possible when you’re together.

“We’re here to donate some food,” you tell her, reaching one hand out to rub Eddie’s arm through his leather jacket. It’s a little cool under your fingers, but he leans into your touch. You turn back to face Rory, keeping your hand on Eddie’s arm.

“Oh, that’s really great! Thanks so much, we can absolutely use that,” she tells you as she grabs the bags and picks the bags up one at a time to deposit them on the floor on her side of the counter. She makes small talk with you as she does, asking about life now that you’ve both graduated; you can hear Eddie’s sneaker starting to tap against the tiled floor. You know he’s not trying to rush you; Eddie can get bored pretty easily, and you know he’s been looking forward to spending some time with you, just the two of you, this weekend. You have too, so you’re ready to leave when Rory clears her throat to get your attention.

“Do you guys want to come back and see some of the animals we have right now?” she asks. “I’m sure they’d also love to say thank you for the food, if you want.” Or maybe alone time with Eddie could wait just a bit longer because the idea of being able to see the adorable cats and dogs you’re sure are waiting in the back to be seen and loved is something you’re absolutely on board with right now. You find yourself nodding enthusiastically before turning to your boyfriend behind you.

“C’mon, Eddie, do you wanna see the cats and dogs?” you ask him, your hand moving down his arm to intertwine with his. He raises his eyebrows, and you decide to give him your best smile and bat your eyes. It takes him a minute before he sighs, his shoulders slumping.

“You know it’s not fair when you smile at me like that.” The small grin curling up the corners of his lips tells you that he’s not any kind of mad or upset. You squeeze his hand, moving forward to press a kiss to his cheek and he responds with a quick, chaste kiss to the corner of your mouth.

So Rory lets you both back behind the counter, your hand securely enveloped in Eddie’s as you follow her back to where the cats and dogs are kept. There are more than you’re expecting, and once you’re back there you let go of Eddie’s hand to pet a very lovely golden retriever named Daisy who comes to greet you at the door of her kennel. She snuffles softly against your hand, and you coo to her through the bars as you kneel down to be closer to her height. You hear Eddie’s footsteps move farther away from you as you scratch behind Daisy’s ears, letting her know what a good girl she is.

From Daisy you move onto Gunner the bulldog, and then Maverick the german shepherd, before you wander over to where Eddie’s hanging out with the cats. He’s currently standing in front of a kennel that has one lone black kitten in it; the kitten has long, silky looking fur, and big golden yellow eyes. It’s staring at Eddie, meowing and showing off teeth that look much too big for its tiny mouth, but it makes it look absolutely adorable.

“What’s this little guy doing?” Eddie asks, sticking his fingers between the bars of the kennel. The kitten meows loudly, sniffing them before starting to rub himself against Eddie. He starts to gently scratch the kitten along his back, and the loudest purring you’ve ever heard erupts from this teeny tiny black fuzzball.

“He’s the last one of a litter we got last week,” Rory says, walking over to the kennel to peer in from beside Eddie. The kitten meows at her too, and leaves Eddie’s fingers to come get her attention. She smiles at him, digging some treats out of her pocket to poke through the bars. The kitten takes them happily, scarfing them down with a tiny growl that has your heart melting. “He’s been in there on his own for the last few days since the last of his siblings got adopted.”

“How come no one’s adopted him? Is he sick or something?” Eddie asks, and Rory sighs.

“No, he’s healthy as can be. But he’s a black cat, so, y’know.” At Eddie’s blank look, she elaborates, “Superstition is that black cats are unlucky, so not a lot of people want to adopt them. Especially around this time of year.”

Eddie snorts. “That’s a load of shit. He’s a cat.” You see Rory’s posture relax just a bit, and Eddie’s shoulders, which are up near his ears, lower just a bit as the kitten goes back to rubbing himself on Eddie’s fingers again.

“Tell me something I don’t know.” Rory is interrupted, however, by the sound of the bells above the front door jingling. She sighs. “Oh, that’s the door. I’ll be back in a couple minutes, okay?” You nod, and she turns to leave through the door you entered from.

Eddie takes the opportunity to grab one of your hands with his free one, bringing you closer to the kennel holding the tiny black kitten. “Babe… did you hear that? That little guy is all alone because people think he’s bad luck. Are they stupid? They gotta be stupid. Look at him. He’s purring at us.” He leans his head against the bars, his beautifully wide brown eyes staring at you with all the earnestness he can muster. His black curls fall through the bars, and the kitten starts swatting at them, curious as to this new potential toy he’s been given. “We gotta take him home. I’m not leaving him here.”

You’re more than a little surprised. Eddie had never struck you as a cat person, let alone any kind of animal lover. Not that you’re complaining, and you can see just how much this kitten seems to love Eddie already. It has your heart melting in your chest, seeing them interact, so you can understand how Eddie is feeling. However, you also know that Eddie currently doesn’t live alone, and while his uncle has been nothing but kind to you since you and Eddie started dating, you have no idea whether that man is pro-cat or not. He’s very hard to get a read on sometimes. “Eddie, you want a kitten? What’s Wayne gonna say?” you ask, and Eddie purses his lips for a moment before he shakes his head.

“Wayne won’t even notice. C’mon, babe, we gotta bring him with us,” he says, and there’s a determination in there that you don’t often get from Eddie. It’s the same tone of voice he uses when he asks you if Lucas Sinclair can crash your date night because his girlfriend just broke up with him again, or if you can pick up some very specific snacks for Hellfire night because one of the members has seemed a bit down this week; it reminds you of when you’ve seen him stay up into the early hours of the morning the night before a meeting to change some mechanics around or to switch up his map because he’s noticed that Jeff seems to be flubbing a lot of stealth checks lately and wants to give him a bit of a break without seeming too obvious.

Eddie looks so determined to have this kitten, this tiny little thing that’s chirping out little meows at you that’s been left all alone in this kennel, that you can’t bring yourself to tell him no. Not that you’d think he’d take no for an answer at this point, with the way he’s looking at you now, tiny kitten yanking on his curls and his almost glimmering brown eyes looking into your own eyes, almost looking through them and through you, under the fluorescent lights that blink every so often and make a low buzzing noise that acts as a backing track to your conversation.

The hand holding yours squeezes it gently, tugging you closer until you’re shoulder to shoulder.

That’s when the door swings open and Rory makes a reappearance. “Sorry, that was just my mom. She said thank you for the food, by the way,” she tells you, and Eddie jumps nearly a foot in the air. The kitten has his claws stuck in Eddie’s hair, and he tugs on a particularly big knot when Eddie does so, and your boyfriend yelps in partial pain and partial surprise. You can’t help the laughter that bubbles up from your chest, though you rub your thumb across the back of his hand to ease his pain and embarrassment. You can see the amused grin that Rory has on her face now. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, I think so,” you assure her, and she nods. Eddie clears his throat, brushing his hair out with his fingers and letting go of your hand to point at the kitten in front of you.

“The kitten, that little guy. He up for adoption?” he asks, and Rory nods once again. “I wanna take him home.”

Rory unlocks the kennel, and the kitten is quick to try and jump out of it. She scoops him up in one hand with practiced ease, scratching him under his chin as she shuts the kennel door. She then hands the kitten to you, where he immediately attaches himself to your chest with his tiny claws. His big, round golden eyes stare up at you, and you smile as you start to scratch him under the chin, too. One of Eddie’s hands rests on your lower back, a comforting weight and warmth as Rory leads you back up to the front of the shelter through the door. The two of you come around to the other side of the counter, and she grabs a clipboard and the paperwork Eddie needs to go through. You decide to distract the tiny kitten, giving him your fingers to play with as you half-listen to what the others are saying. Thankfully Eddie fills it out relatively quickly.

“And you’ll just need to print his new name here,” Rory says, as Eddie flips to the final page, pointing to one of the lines near the bottom of said page.

“What do you think, buddy? What should we call you?” Eddie asks, studying the little kitten in your arms. You scratch behind the kitten’s ears, and hear the motorboat purr start up again. Eddie leans in close, reaching out his finger towards the kitten’s tiny pink nose. “What about… Ozzy? You like that?”

The kitten meows loudly, reaching a paw out to smack Eddie’s outstretched finger. He laughs loudly before he scribbles the name down on the form. You crane your neck a bit, and you can see he’s written Ozzy Munson as the kitten’s new name, and then you see that Eddie’s listed both himself and you as Ozzy’s adopters. Warmth blooms in your chest, and you bring Ozzy up so you can kiss the soft, long fur on the top of his head. Eddie pushes the clipboard back towards Rory and digs the cash for the adoption fee out of the wallet in his back pocket. She gives him the tags and paperwork he needs, which he stuffs in his other pocket, and then the two of you are leaving with the loudly meowing Ozzy. Eddie once again gets the passenger side door for you, closing it once you’ve gotten into your seat, and you manage to get yourself buckled in before you’re letting Ozzy crawl all over your lap and make himself comfortable. Eddie scratches behind his new kitten’s ears for a minute after he makes sure to turn the heating on, and then he’s turning the engine over and driving away from the shelter.

Eddie insists that Ozzy accompany the two of you into the pet store when he pulls into the parking lot and places his van in park. The little guy has been curled up in your arms the entire car ride from the shelter, and Eddie is quick to unbuckle his seatbelt and reach over to scoop up the newest Munson.

“C’mon, sweetheart, how am I gonna know what he likes unless I let him pick?” he asks, and he holds up the kitten next to his own face for emphasis. Ozzy’s giant golden eyes blink at you, right next to Eddie’s own very pretty, heart-melting brown ones. You know you’re in trouble, and this absolutely won’t be the last time because you can’t say no to both of them, not when they both look so sweet.

“It’s cold out, Eddie, and we don’t have a blanket for him,” you say, which gives Eddie pause for a moment. But then he’s smiling at you and opening his leather jacket under his denim vest and then he’s placing Ozzy inside. Surprisingly, Ozzy immediately starts snuggling up to Eddie, starting to purr loudly once again and you can’t help but start to coo at the adorable scene in front of you.

“Ta da! He’s a perfect fit.” Eddie looks so proud of himself. God, you absolutely wish you had your camera with you to capture this on film forever. You really need to invest in a Polaroid to take with you everywhere you go just for times like these. You don’t care what Jonathan Byers says, those cameras are the way of the future and not at all a waste of money. Not if it meant you can keep photos of precious memories like this, the autumn chill creating condensation on the windows, Eddie’s fuzzy black bats hanging from the rearview mirror and swinging in the slight breeze created by the loud heating system in the van. One of Eddie’s arms is supporting Ozzy inside his jacket, and the other is scratching Ozzy’s tummy–or it was, until Ozzy apparently decided that enough was enough and you saw his little claws dig right into the flesh of Eddie’s hand.

“Ouch! What the hell, man?” Eddie yells, jumping a little. You can’t help the laugh that bubbles up, and Eddie shoots you an accusatory glance as he brings his scratched hand up to his face to examine it. You look down at Ozzy, and you can almost swear you see a grin on the little black kitten’s face. You reach your own hand out towards him, and Ozzy leans out of the jacket to lick your finger. Eddie huffs, saying quietly, “Hey, I am your father, fuzzball.”

The two of you get out of the van, and you’re quick to get the door of the pet store open for Eddie, since he’s got his arms full with Ozzy, and you wave politely to the clerk behind the counter. The only ones in the shop aside from the two of you are an older woman and a little girl trailing after her, holding onto the hem of her coat. The woman takes one look at you, and then at Eddie, before she’s shuffling the little girl off to the other end of the store. You roll your eyes once she’s out of sight, grabbing Eddie’s free arm and leading him over to the cat section. Eddie’s eyes are immediately drawn to the many toys they have, and he opens his jacket a little wider to give Ozzy a good look at them too.

When he starts picking up different toys and letting Ozzy sniff and bat at them with his little paws, you start getting the essentials together. You pick out a litter box and a scoop, some litter, a bag of kitten food, some food and water bowls, and even some treats as well. When you make your way back to Eddie, he’s got an arm full of fuzzy mice, a few stick and string toys, and even a cardboard scratcher. You take some of it from him to add to the pile in your arms, and he grins at you as he holds up a bag of catnip as well.

“Babe, look, Ozzy and I can get stoned together,” he tells you, seeming so excited at the prospect of both him and his cat getting high. You shake your head, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“C’mon, troublemakers, let’s get this stuff and get home.” Eddie’s quick to follow you up to the front counter, where the older woman and the little girl are making their own purchase. The little girl turns to look at the two of you as you approach, keeping a respectful distance. You see Eddie grin, and he opens his jacket a little wider to show off the now meowing Ozzy. The little girl gasps before she starts giggling and tugging on the woman’s coat.

“Mom! Mom, he’s got a kitty in his coat!” she nearly shrieks, pointing at Eddie. Her mother shushes her, quickly grabbing her bag and sparing you a withering glance before they leave the store. You ignore them, placing your armful of cat supplies on the counter before Eddie deposits the toys and catnip he still has. The clerk coos at Ozzy, who purrs at the attention, and loads everything into a few shopping bags as the two of you pay (including Eddie attempting to unsuccessfully bat your hand away, which Ozzy thinks is a game and starts swatting at everything he can reach). You carry it all out to the van when you’re finished, loading it up into the back and then hopping up into the passenger seat. Eddie hands you Ozzy once again, and then the two of you make the drive back to the Munson home.

It passes by rather quickly, and before you know it you’re there. You pass Ozzy back to Eddie and grab everything you need from the back. Eddie’s already out of the van and unlocking the front door, holding it open for you as you make your way up the steps. Once inside, you toe off your shoes while Eddie kicks off his own sneakers. You make quick work of setting everything down in the living room, and grabbing Ozzy’s new litter box and the bag of cat litter.

“Where are we putting this?” you ask, and Eddie looks up from where he’s gently bouncing Ozzy in his arms. He pulls a face, thinking for a moment, before pointing towards the bathroom.

“Between the toilet and the shower? Will it fit there?” he asks in return, and you shrug. You take the items with you to find out with Eddie following close behind. You quickly tidy and rearrange the bathmat and the towel you know Eddie left on the floor earlier–Wayne knows what the function of the bathroom hamper is, unlike his nephew. You do manage to fit the litter box where Eddie suggested, though it’s a tight squeeze, and tear open the bag of litter to place some in. When you’ve finished, Eddie places Ozzy inside, and you watch as the tiny little fuzzball sniff around and kick at the litter with his tiny paws.

You lean against Eddie’s side, resting your head on his shoulder, and Eddie’s arm comes to wrap around your waist. His hand squeezes your hip gently, and he presses a kiss to your forehead.

“Hope you know that you’re on permanent litter duty,” you tell him. “He’s your son, you scoop his poop.”

“No, no, I put your name on his birth certificate too,” he tells you. Ozzy looks up at the two of you, and screams as he starts to do his business in the box in front of you. “Ozzy is our son, and we share poop duty, babe. With you getting the first shift, obviously.” You nudge his shoulder with your own, which starts a bickering and shoving war as the two of you leave the bathroom to give Ozzy some privacy.

You decide to give the living room and Eddie’s room a quick tidy while Eddie trails around after the newest member of the family; really, it’s mostly just Eddie’s shoes and clothes and his various D&D notes and maps that you have to pick up and put in their proper places, but you know how grumpy he’ll be if Ozzy decides to use them as toys, or worse, as a temporary bathroom so you get it done as quickly as you can. You then get Ozzy’s food and water bowls set up in Eddie’s room near his desk, and get to putting Ozzy’s new toys in various areas.

Once Ozzy has thoroughly explored as much as he wants, and Eddie’s run up and down the length of the living room what must have been a hundred times to get Ozzy to chase a feathered toy on a stick, the three of you move to Eddie’s bedroom. You pick Ozzy up, cradling him like a baby in your arms, before you put him down on the bed and you lay down under the blankets. Ozzy meows loudly, and you scratch under his chin as he walks around near you.

Eddie tsks, changing into a Motley Crue t-shirt before crawling into bed with you on the other side.

“Be careful, babe,” Eddie says, gently picking Ozzy up and placing him between the two of you so that the kitten is laying down too. Ozzy rolls onto his back, stretching out and letting out the tiniest, cutest squeak you’ve ever heard from a cat as he yawns. “He’s just a baby, y’know.”

You roll your eyes playfully, petting Ozzy’s chest. “Eddie, I was just playing with him.” Eddie rolls his eyes in return, but scoots closer to you on the bed until he can get an arm around your waist while Ozzy starts to snooze between your heads.

As you lay there with Eddie, watching him gently stroke Ozzy’s fur with one hand and drum absent patterns against your hip with his other, warm and content and absolutely in love with both the man next to you and the kitten between you, you decide that you never want to leave this bed as long as they’re here with you. It’s your own little bubble of contentment, growing with this tiny family you’re starting together, and you kiss both Eddie and Ozzy and relish the feeling of Eddie’s lips on yours as you pour all the joy and endearment in your heart into the kiss.

(That feeling only lasts until the next morning, when you hear Eddie shouting at you from the bathroom saying Ozzy wants to join him in the shower, and you swear you’ve never gotten out of his bed faster to save a trip to the ER)

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fanfic

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