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where have i been?

an update for those curious.

hey there my loves, long time no see.

i’m not sure how many of you will actually read this or care to see why i haven’t written in over a year now but typing this stuff out helps me process and get back into my groove.

well, today is january 16, 2024. the last thing i posted that was an actual one shot was posted on january 3, 2023. i haven’t written since. 2023 was my worst year yet and caused me to learn a lot about people and myself.

things were going alright in the beginning, i was in my second semester of college and my biggest problem was 2 of my 3 roommates (lived in a quad) hated each other so me and my bestie/3rd roommate had to play mediator and it was exhausting. i started liking a guy and got my hopes up. and i started to get more and more annoyed with school and my living situation every day. i was ecstatic to move out of that room despite hating my hometown. the day of move out, one of my roommates who i thought was someone very close to me blocked me and all of our friends on everything with no explanation but we knew she wasn’t coming back for 23-24.

i like where i grew up for a maximum of a week at a time, after that my depression just kicks my ass and im not having a great time. my plan for the summer was to work my ass off so much so that i wouldn’t have time to think of anything else. that backfired, because a few days after i came home one of my two jobs fell through unexpectedly and my other job was giving me less than half the hours they promised me. i was broke. everyone says it’s so easy to get a job these days because everyone is hiring but i applied to over ten places within a reasonable distance from me and didn’t get a single one. so i spent too much time with myself and that’s not normally a good thing.

to make matters even worse, in june my mom was sentenced to three years in prison for a crime she committed back in 2020. i don’t want to get into too many specifics, but my mom would never harm anyone she just has struggled with addiction. my mom was my constant emotional support, and knowing she was no longer going to be around ripped me to shreds. not even a month later after my mom was shipped off to prison, my dog died. and i know you might think “dogs die all the time it’s a pet.” but my dog was much more than that. she wasn’t even three years old and was a beautiful great pyrenees german shepard mix and she was the sweetest girl ever. i don’t care how ridiculous it sounds, because i know my soul and hers were meant to be together. i was even in the process of registering her as an emotional support animal so i could take her to college with me because she was finally old enough and for the most part out of the puppy phase. but one night out of nowhere she got really sick and within an hour of her showing signs something was wrong she died while i was holding her. not the greatest thing for a 19 year old who’s already struggling to experience. it took my over a month to stop seeing her like that every time i closed my eyes. call me dramatic, but that dog really was a child to me.

after that, i went to stay with my cousin for a few weeks and that was nice but i still knew i wasn’t feeling right. i moved back to school in august and had way too high of hopes that everything would fix itself. surprise, it didn’t. in fact, i just got worse. i reached lows i haven’t hit in over two years. i was having roommate problems, i was trying to do way too much at once, and i was neglecting my health. i had a breakdown.

the highlight of my semester was taking a week off to visit my best friend since age 2 for her birthday (she lives roughly a 2 hour plane ride away from me now) with our other two best friends. then i came back and immediately totaled my car. my car was a piece of shit yes, but it got me places. not having a car when you’re a person who drives around to destress is not fun. i was even worse mentally at this point and i was trying so so hard to get into my overbooked doctor to get my medications raised. the only constant i had were my three friends at school and my studies. so i threw myself into them. i was never alone and if i was i was nose deep in a text book. i was just avoiding the rest of my existence. i was able to get my meds upped and decided i was done wallowing. i started a diet that is actually manageable and enjoyable and discovered for the first time workouts that i actually liked doing. it was something small, but i knew i was turning myself around.

i went home for winter break knowing it was going to be tough. i also had to spend this time looking for a new car. it was an extremely stressful process to say the least. but i focused on myself, taking all the time for myself that i needed and processing everything that had made me get to such a bad place. i’ve always been very spiritual, so i dove more into that as well as trusting the universe.

i’ve decided that 2024 will be my best year yet. i got a new car, im getting a new job, im doing great in school, my mom is getting released from prison literally six hours after i post this, and im taking care of myself in more ways than one. while doing a lot of that reflecting, i remembered how much i used to love to write and how that passion just died after loving it since i was ten. i started small, doing short story exercises and getting into reading again. i finally, after an entire year, have my passion for writing back.

i can’t promise i’ll be consistent with uploads because i’ve decided that my goal for the year is to write a novel. so that project is going to be my main focus and it isn’t anything fanfic related, it’s actually a psychological thriller. more than likely i will be asking for opinions on here throughout the year as well.

with that said, my plans this year for this blog are to keep posting. eddie munson is mainly who i write for, but i want to expand my horizons. i want to challenge myself with genres and types of characters. i will greatly appreciate any requests you can give and i promise i will read through them. if i don’t post them right away, just know it may come out three months later. sometimes inspiration sparks at weird times.

if you’ve read this far, thank you. i hope this can inspire you to see that there’s light at the end of the tunnel but sometimes you’ve gotta dig the extra dirt to it yourself. beyond thankful to anyone who was here a year ago and has come back to read my new stuff- you made an aspiring writer really proud of herself.

much much love

-eddiemunsonswhxre 🤍

#eddiemunsonswhxre #i’m back #mental health is important

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can i pls request eddie x really shy quiet innocent reader and taking her out and introducing her to new things and people and shows that his band plays. Feel free to put any kind of spin on it

ty for the request, darling! i decided to write this as more of a set up for some future one shots of eddiexshy!reader. i've got lots of ideas - too many to put into just one, so get ready for a bit of a series & request more specific scenarios for the couple. i appreciate you to the moon & back!

when opposites attract / eddie munson

rating: g

masterlist

wc: 1.1k

cw: shy church girl reader, mentions of religious activities, awkward reader, forward eddie, cutsey set up ;)

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ending up with someone like you was never something eddie imagined. he’d always seen himself as being with someone as equally as wild as him, into the same music, and who’d had a life similar to his own. but for some reason, you weasled your way into his heart and wouldn’t leave. 

you were eddie’s polar opposite. you sung in the church choir every sunday and wednesday, you hated attention so you stayed hidden, you’d never smoked or drank or even thought of it, you’d never even kissed anyone before. you also weren’t the type to go out of your house much. staying in and reading a good book sounded better to you than anything. 

how you and eddie ended up together? well, the story definitely is something interesting. you’d never known each other more than acknowledging a name, if that, so there was no reason for him to come up to you outside of church on a chilly wednesday night. 

“you got a light?” he asks as he approaches, mind so fogged with alcohol he didn’t even get to remember that the hideout sat kitty corner to a church. 

you looked over to him, surprised to hear someone else’s voice as you waited for your dad, the pastor, to come out of church after closing up. “excuse me?” you ask quietly.

eddie rolls his eyes at your reply. “a lighter? do you have a lighter?” he asks with annoyance on the edge of his tone. you blink, momentarily wondering why he would think someone who looks like you would be carrying a lighter. 

“oh, um no, sorry,” you say, wrapping your arms around yourself, hands buried in your sweater sleeves. 

eddie curses before putting his cigarettes back into his back pocket. he should walk away, but something about you intrigues him. “why are you dressed like that?” he asked blankly.

you look down at yourself, noting your tan dress that fell below your knees and your white sweater. “i- i just got done with church?” you answered though it sounded more like a question. eddie furrowed his brows and then took a moment to take in his surroundings. 

“i thought church was on sundays,” he replies. 

you feel your hands becoming clammy as the nerves twist your stomach. “it is, i just, i also attend wednesday worship,” you try explaining. 

eddie gives you a look. he’d never stepped foot inside a church in his life. “what’s your name?” he asks. 

“y/n, what’s yours?” you respond quickly, looking behind you towards the church doors. your dad would be out any minute now and if he saw you talking to this man who was covered in tattoos and dark, ripped clothes he’d probably lose his mind. 

he checks you out as you turn away, mentally noting just how pretty you are. “eddie, eddie munson,” he responds. at the sound of his name, your head snaps back. you’d heard about eddie munson. 

the conversation ends there when the sound of the church doors closing grabs your attention. you give eddie a small smile and then speed walk towards your dad. eddie was intrigued by you, greatly. so much so that he made it a mission to go out to see you every wednesday after he’d finished his set and you’d finished church. you started to build a friendship this way, and after about two months eddie couldn’t deny the butterflies you gave him so he decided to ask you to hang out. it was just to go grab dinner at the local diner, but it was something. and to your own surprise, you agreed without a second thought. 

not many hangouts later, eddie admitted that he’d intended for them to be dates. you were in shock, but you found yourself wanting to spend all your time with him. 

the first thing that made eddie truly realize just how innocent you were was when he kissed you for the first time. you were in the back of his van, sitting with your legs dangling out the back and watching the sunset over lovers lake. you were talking about something you couldn’t quite remember and then looked over to eddie who was already staring at you. this wasn’t unusual, but the look in his eyes was. he didn’t even say anything, just overwhelmed by the urge and leaned in quickly to kiss you. the second his lips touched yours you let out a surprised squeak and pulled back. you pulled back so hard that you hit your head against the side of the van. eddie freaked out, apologizing and saying he thought you liked him and then it lead to the awkward conversation of you explaining you’d never been kissed before. 

after you’d started dating officially, he invited you over to the trailer (you hadn’t told your parents about him). it started out with normal conversation, but eddie ended up asking about if you’d like to smoke with him. you denied it, but it was in your mind for the rest of the night. eddie knew something was plaguing your mind, and when he finally got it out of you he reassured that he didn’t expect you to, it was just an offer. at this point, you still hadn’t smoked with him. 

the only music you ever listened to growing up was church music, so when eddie told you his band was having a show on a friday instead of a wednesday and wanted you to be there, you had no idea what to expect. eddie dressed you for it, saying you absolutely had to dress like a rockstar’s girlfriend if you were going to support him. there wasn’t much of a crowd, maye thirty people, but you were terrified someone from church would see you in the black jeans eddie ripped for you himself and a dark red shirt that had ‘corroded coffin’ on it. it wasn’t anything too intense, but you knew the earful you’d get from your parents if they ever saw you in something like that. at first, you couldn’t say you even liked corroded coffin’s music. but after seeing all the effort eddie and the guys put in and actually listening it grew on you. 

eddie wouldn’t say he was corrupting you, he would say he’s just introducing you to the rest of the world. it was going to take a lot, but seeing just how shy and innocent you were only made his heart grow fonder for you. eddie knew that if love was real, this is what it felt like. it’s weird though, that he only managed to find that feeling in someone completely opposite of him. 

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potential power hour...?

not sure how many of you there are left that read anything from my blog as it's been an entire year since i've posted but... here I am. I've been falling back into my Eddie phase over the past few weeks and have been missing writing for him. i'll take any and all requests, right now!

i've missed you guys, i may post an explanation of why I was gone and what I want to do with this blog next within the coming days. thanks for your support! now send those requests!!! (smut, fluff, hurt/comfort, pure heartbreak, anything)

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Xavier Thorpe is a character, not a person. Yes, I am aware of the accusations happening and that his face character is a grade-A piece of shit.

However, again, Xavier Thorpe isn’t real. His fictitious. He belongs to the show and he belongs to the little worlds that writers have created. If Percy wasn’t playing him, Xavier would still exist with the same exact backstory.

And that is why I will continue to write for him in my little world.

I understand that that may make some of you uncomfortable. And I understand if you’d like to unfollow me. I do stand with the victims, and I will continue to do so.

In the wake of this, I will also be starting to write for Tyler Galpin. You can follow my Tyler blog @gulpinforgalpin

Thank you for taking the time to read this, and my messages are open for anyone wanting to talk @beggingforxavier (since I’m shadowbanned on my main account @beggingforxavierthorpe I can’t get messages, so please send to my side blogs)

As always, it’s all love 🫶

[eddiemunsonswhxre]

important psa

i normally try to avoid posting things like this, but i feel that this is important.

just a reminder that on my blog, i write about a lot of characters.

i write about characters.

the character and the actor are two separate beings in my mind. therefore, when something comes out about an actor, i stop liking and supporting that actor. the actor is not the character, they are playing a part that was written and created by someone else.

i very easily grow attachments to characters, and just because i’m in love with the character does mean in any way, shape, or form that i support that actor (but obviously sometimes i do). i haven’t posted about draco malfoy on here yet, but he is one of my favorite characters to write about (more in the past). but, i don’t like tom felton, like… at all really. but since the character is not the same as the actor besides looks, i still love draco malfoy.

for 90% of other writers i know, they hold the same value. so for example, due to recent events, if you see someone writing about xavier thorpe, don’t attack them because of all this evidence and what not coming out because they’re not writing about percy hynes white.

and for everyone who loves xavier thorpe, you’re still allowed to love the character.

i will still continue to write for xavier thorpe because i like the character and what i can do with him in my writing. if you have a problem with that, try to realize that i’m not supporting percy. he just so happened to be casted for this role.

this is all my personal opinion and how i view things, but i understand if you disagree. we’re humans, we’re allowed to disagree. what’s not okay, is fighting with people over things like this. you know your morals, if someone doesn’t have the same ones as you and you can’t handle that, you can ignore or block them and avoid the hateful comments. it makes nobody feel better to spread hate.

have a lovely day/night/morning/etc. ♥️

-eddiemunsonswhxre

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angst

center field - spencer hasn't been the best boyfriend or father lately. it takes way too much for him to realize.

drabbles

spencer reid's special girl - what it's like to be with spencer

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid one shot #spencer reid #spencer reid smut #criminal minds family #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds fluff #criminal minds fic #criminal minds

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smut

another vision - while staying the night with your best friend, he has another vision in his sleep. this one however, leads to something he never expected.

sweet savior - your boyfriend is an asshole and ditches you on your anniversary. luckily your best friend is there to comfort you in more ways than he probably should.

angst

shut out - xavier has never been good at expressing his emotions, but now he knows he needs to try his hardest in order to not lose you.

drabbles

how i think xavier thorpe would be as a sub

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seperate link since there's so much eddie :)

angst

i'm a mess without you - a fight with one of your friends leads you to realize maybe they can't be just a friend

smut

mutual longing - both boys are fighting over you when you bring up the idea, why not both?

angst

why not me - when eddie's best friend falls in love with steve, he struggles knowing he's been in love with her longer.

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mini series

you're the reason (angst/fluff)

you're the reason (1) - you never wanted the night to end like this, but sometimes his insecurities ruin everything

all for us (2) - is an apology enough to save a relationship?

little bean (3) - you and eddie handle your pregnancy

eddie x shy!reader (fluff)

when opposites attract - eddie realizes out he never actually knew what he wanted in a girlfriend

smut

when we were high (part two) - normally when you smoke with eddie you can control your horny thoughts. today, he was looking way too good and that caused you to fail

more than expected - you never expected to get down and dirty with eddie munson. you also never expected him to be so whiny

beauty and the beast - you were his beauty, and he always feared he wasn't the right beast

my sexy rockstar - you know eddie has a performance tonight, but you also know how good his mouth feels

apple - throughout you and eddie’s year long relationship you’ve never had to use your safe word. not until today

nuisance - all day long eddie’s been acting up in order to get your attention. now that he has it, it’s not going to be easy for him

delinquent - it's kind of hard to date town freak, eddie munson, when you're the police cheif's daughter

fountain - eddie has a piss kink here, enough said

teach me, please me - while playing truth or dare with your pervy friends, eddie discovers you've never had an orgasm before

dirty, dirty girl - you were tired of your boyfriend only seeing you as cute and innocent. so for his birthday, you kicked things up a notch

sweet as sugar - your sweet boy has had a bad day, so you decide to give him some new freedoms

wet dreams - you wake up to eddie grinding against your leg

bookworm - eddie catches you reading a not so innocent book and tries to replicate it for you

a learning opportunity - you offer to teach eddie how sex actually works and he couldn't be more thankful

gareth's sister - gareth makes the mistake of leaving eddie home alone with his sister who really wants to fuck him.

irresistible - eddie didn't care that you were sleeping next to him. you were in those cute little panties and he simply couldn't resist.

respectable young man - wayne overhears eddie being not so nice to his girlfriend during sex.

angst

seriously - all you wanted was your boyfriend to graduate with you. he could seem to care less

infidelity (part two) - sometimes it's hard to know what you want

accidents happen - you didn't mean to chip eddie's guitar, and now that you had you were terrified

they're so nice - after a long time of dealing with your parents alone, you finally let your boyfriend in on what really goes on at home.

never be me - eddie decides he’ll never be enough for you and refuses to let you believe otherwise.

fluff

forever with you - a collection of moments as your life with eddie munson begins

so, you want to play? - dustin's sister is more interested than she seems

cold nights - oh look, your idiot neighbor locked himself outside of his house during a thunderstorm

summer heat - eddie freaking out when you pass out

new look - braiding eddie's hair

two satan worshippers - the two of you could not be more different. the only things you had in common were the fact that you were in love, smoked weed, and the majority of hawkin's population considered you to be satan worshippers.

promises and insecurity - you finally convince eddie to show you his home

feelin sick - eddie thinks you ditched him, when really you just feel to sick to move. so, of course, he decides to take care of you

suspicious stains - your friend eddie asks for help on math, but you refuse until he tells you exactly what those stains on his bed are

to have and to hold - eddie just needs to be held

misc/mix

innocent little nerd girl - eddie's always been a charmer

he's so pretty - this is a result of me being obsessed with touch tank by quinnie (fluff & smut)

drunken confession - after being upset because you got a date, eddie drinks himself to blackout and ends up revealing how he's imagined your wedding (tiny bit of angst/sadness, lots of fluff)

drabbles

couldn't resist - eddie waking up and sucking your tits

eddie munson having a spit kink

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You write Xavier so well bestie. Would you be down to write some angst with him? Maybe he and the reader are fighting about something and just avoiding each other but eventually it all comes to a head and it's all comfort? ♡

awe thanks love. i can't believe i haven't written xavier angst yet, to me he screams communication problems.

shut it out / xavier thorpe

rating: g (with explicit language)

masterlist

wc: 1.7k

cw: angst, gender neutral reader, explicit language, mentions of violence, yelling

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xavier had been avoiding you for a few days now, and like usual you had no idea why. when xavier was upset with you, he kept to himself. he wasn't raised in an emotion positive home, and had a lot of trouble expressing when things were bothering him because his dad used to always shut him down.

because of this, sometimes small things got blown completely out of proportion. and, that's probably what was happening now. you were tired of xavier ignoring your calls and giving you bullshit answers over text, to your knowledge you'd done nothing wrong and he wasn't being fair.

so, that's why you ended up knocking on the door to his room. you'd texted rowan beforehand to let him know you were coming over and it may not be a very peaceful conversation in order to give him an opportunity to leave. and he did. xavier opened the door to his room slowly, not sure who would be knocking at eight pm.

he rolled his eyes when he saw you standing there, not wanting to talk to you. you pushed past him, entering the room and closing the door behind you. "i didn't invite you in," xavier said loudly, looking at you in annoyance.

you crossed your arms, turning to him. "what's going on with you?" you asked, eyeing your boyfriend.

"nothing, why are you here?" he asks, walking past you.

you scoff. "because, xavier, you've been ignoring me for days for no reason," you point out.

he sits down at his desk, trying to show as little interest as possible in you. "not for no reason," he mutters.

you bite your bottom lip in anger. "then enlighten me," you say.

"y/n, i really don't want to," xavier says, opening his sketch book.

"why not?"

xavier picks up one of his charcoal pencils, continuing his sketch of a bird. "i don't have to talk to you," he says, like a stubborn child.

you close your eyes, taking a breath. sometimes being with xavier was really hard. "why won't you talk to me, xavier?" you ask softly.

xavier presses harder on his pencil. "just leave me alone," he says, anger starting to bloom in his chest.

"no, i won't let you keep shutting me out," you say, begging him to open up.

xavier bites the inside of his cheek. "i don't want to talk," he says with finality in his voice.

you put your head in your hands, not wanting to say it but you can't handle it anymore. "i can't keep doing this, xavier," you say softly.

his hand freezes at your words, you couldn't be saying what he thought you were saying. he starts scribbling again, harder. "what do you mean?" he asks through gritted teeth.

"this, xavier! being shut out because you can't talk about your feelings. i've tried, i know it's hard for you but this relationship won't work if you won't communicate with me," you say.

xavier feels fear pierce his heart. "you're gonna break up with me?" he asks, turning to you with a sneer on his face.

tears burn your eyes as you throw your hands up. "what else am i supposed to do?" you yell.

xavier scoffs, throwing down his pencil and standing up. "you're just gonna leave?" he yells back.

"i'm not going to keep taking this from you, xavier! it's not fucking fair! you blame me for everything and it's exhausting," you say, a tear falling down your cheek.

xavier shakes his head. "you're being dramatic," he says, his fear of you leaving presenting itself as rage.

you shake your head, laughing humorlessly to yourself. "am i? if you can't acknowledge how you really treat me, then there's something really wrong with you," you say, wiping at your tears.

"go," xavier says, refusing to look at you again.

"really? that's it?" you ask.

"y/n, go."

"no, xavier, this isn't fucking fa-" you protest.

"i said go!" xavier screams in anger, his emotions bubbling up and overflowing. the bird he drew comes to life, flying off the paper and flying right for you. your eyes widen and you turn, running away from the screaming bird you know could actually hurt you and out of the room. the door slams shut, the drawing flying right into it and disappearing in a poof of charcoal.

xavier throws his chair across the room in frustration. "fuck!" he screams, angry at himself. he swipes everything off his desk in a rage before sitting down on the floor against his bed. he pulls at his hair as tears fill his eyes. why couldn't he just talk like a normal person? now he'd lost the one he loved more than anything. he picked his phone out of his pocket, opening it and going to your contact. he looked at the last message you had sent. it was from this morning, telling him good luck on his test and that you loved him. he hadn't responded.

he knew it probably wasn't the best way to try and fix thing, but he needed a start. so he started typing.

i'm sorry. i know i can't talk about things and i immediately get angry and i'm wrong for that. i love you, i'm sorry i haven't been telling you recently. i don't want this to be over, i should've fought for us right away instead of pushing you away. i didn't mean to get so emotional, i'm so sorry about the bird. i never wanted to hurt you. please babe know that i never meant for that or any of this to happen this way. i love you more than anything. please tell me this isn't it.

xavier clicks send, and not too long later he sees you've opened it. you don't respond, and xavier feels his world crashing. and it's all his fault.

the two of you don't talk for days, and it's so obvious to all your friends that you both are heartbroken without each other. "i really think you just need to go talk to them. they're not going to push you away and i think you just need to show that you're willing to change and fight for your relationship," ajax says, sitting across from xavier.

xavier shakes his head, picking at a stray string on his pants. "i don't think it's going to work this time. i really fucked up, ajax," he admits, the pain in his heart momentarily intensifying.

"you love them though, right?" ajax says, and xavier nods. "then why not try?" he says. xavier looks at ajax thoughtfully before agreeing. he had to at least try to get you back. so, he made his way to your dorm this time.

he clenched his fists before shaking them out and taking a deep breath. he then brings up his hand and knocks his signature knock that let you know it was him. xavier knew it was possible you'd just ignore him, but ajax was right, he had to try.

despite his worry, you opened the door slowly. you looked just about as bad as he did. "xavier," you said softly, standing in the small gap you'd allowed.

xavier bit his lip. "can we please talk?" he asks, voice wavering as he tries to keep it together.

"you actually wanna talk?" you ask, raising your brows.

xavier frowns, but he knows you're right. "yes, i want to fix things, y/n," he says. you sigh but step to the side to let him into your room. luckily, your roommate wasn't around tonight.

he follows you into your room and the both of you take a seat on your bed. xavier gathers himself before reaching and grabbing your hands in his. "i love you," he starts. you just blink, not sure how you're supposed to respond to that right now. "i know that doesn't excuse how i acted, but i just want you to know that. you're my favorite person in the whole world, and i was acting like a complete idiot. i know i'm bad at talking about my feelings, but i shouldn't have locked you out like that," he says.

"no, you shouldn't have," you agree.

xavier, feeling hopeful since you're responding squeezes your hands. "and i'll never do that again. i don't want to tell you i'm going to be the perfect boyfriend who talks about all his emotions right away, but i want to work up to it. i want to be the best boyfriend i can be for you, y/n. if you'll let me, i really want to stay with you and prove that i'm going to change," xavier says.

you look between his eyes, gauging his sincerity. you let out a breath and fall forward, wrapping your arms around his neck. xavier wastes no time pulling you closer to him, rubbing your back as he buries his face in your hair. "that's all i ever wanted," you whisper, and xavier squeezes you. "i just want you to be open with me, i know it's hard for you and i'm so willing to work on it with you. i just want honesty," you say.

xavier pulls back to look at you, moving one hand to hold the side of your face. "from now on, i'll always be honest with you, i promise," xavier tells you. he watches as you nod before gently leaning down and pressing his lips to yours in an apologetic kiss. he doesn't let it last too long, needing confirmation. "so, we're gonna be okay?" he asks, pleading with his eyes for you to say yes.

"yeah, we're gonna be okay," you confirm. xavier doesn't waste time pulling you back in. he does all he can to pour as much love as he can into the kiss, hand softly holding your neck, thumb stroking your jaw. his other hand resting on your side, holding you closer to him but not too harshly. you mimicked his soft touch, using both hands to hold his face. your lips moved together in sync, nothing but love surrounding the two of you.

"baby?" xavier asks breathily into the kiss. you hum in response, moving your hand to run through his soft hair. "can i stay tonight?" he asks, not wanting to be away from you after the full week of distance.

you pull away completely to respond. "i would love if you would," you say in response. xavier pulls you back in and your entire night consists of shared kisses, some turning into make out sessions filled with loving touches. later you end up watching a show on your computer, cuddling close together in your bed and barely being apart.

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spencer dating a reader who is a baseball coach and spencer comes to the practices sometimes to trying to help out

okay so, i won't lie i completely changed this. um, enjoy some angst?

center field / spencer reid

rating: g (with explicit language)

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cw: angst, cursing, dad!spencer, fighting

spencer hasn't been the best boyfriend or father lately. it takes way too much for him to realize.

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"daddy!" your daughter yells when the door opens on the sunny saturday afternoon. your boyfriend looks tired, exhausted actually, but a smile spreads across his face nonetheless as your daughter runs to him. he squats down, enveloping the eight year old in a hug.

he kisses the top of her head, rubbing her back before pulling away. "i missed you," he says, using his hand to smooth down her hair. he'd only been away for three days this time luckily, but still it felt too long.

"i missed you too," she smiles, grabbing spencer's hand and pulling him towards the kitchen where you were.

he smiles at the sight of you, cutting up some carrots and distributing them into separate little bags. mira lets go of his hand and he rounds the island, wrapping his arm around your waist and pressing a short kiss to you lips. "hey," he smiles, bags under his eyes extra apparent.

you laugh lightly at him and shake your head. "hey, when's the last time you slept?" you ask, continuing cutting up the vegetables.

spencer groans, "too long ago." you look at your watch before back to him.

"well, you have enough time to get a nap in before mira's game, you should take advantage," you give him a nudge with your hip.

"she has a game tonight? on saturday?" he asks, looking over at the calendar, in fact seeing the pink writing that writes out all of mira's softball games.

you roll your eyes at him. typical. "yes spence, you have a copy of our schedule put in your phone," you remind him. you were the coach, you'd think that would help him remember.

spencer looks at his eight year old and bites on his bottom lip. "i think i'm gonna skip this one, i haven't slept in a while," he says, knowing the backlash he's about to receive. you pause, looking at mira too distracted with her dolls. you turn to spencer, and as he predicted, your eyes could kill.

"you haven't gone to a single game this season," you state and spencer gulps. you were right.

he looks over to the calendar. "she has more games," he defends, seeing more of the pink writing.

you set down the knife you were using and motion for spencer to follow you into the hallway. he mouths a shit to himself, but follows your nonetheless. "why won't you go to a game?" you ask, crossing your arms.

"i'm just tired, y/n, i haven't slept in two days," he defends. you just narrow your eyes at him.

you glance at the door to the kitchen, knowing you have to keep your voice down. "she only has three games after this one, and you haven't gone to any so far. the few times you've been home, you've made excuses. i don't understand what problem you have that is so bad you won't go watch your daughter play softball," you say, a bit of venom seeping into your voice.

spencer closes his eyes. "i'm busy, y/n," he says.

you scoff, "i'm busy too, spencer, and i make it work."

"first of all, you're her coach, you have to go. second of all, busy with what? you work part time, y/n! i work full time, more than the normal person and you expect me to drop everything to go watch a bunch of kids play some stupid game they won't remember in a month?" he asks, his voice raising.

you grit your teeth. "lower your voice, she hears us fighting enough," you say. spencer rolls his eyes, but he knows you're right. "and how dare you say that? i work part time, yes, and no that isn't stressful. but i'm also here all the time with our kid. i wouldn't trade it for the world, but do you know how hard it is to have to be mommy all the time and daddy when you can't be there? i take her to everything. in case you forgot, she's also in dance twice a week, and she plays soccer, which is starting soon by the way, and she's in basketball. we have a busy kid spence, who also has to go to school everyday, has a bunch of appointments on top of all her activities. then, i get to come home and clean the whole house and cook and do everything you don't," you say, your own voice starting to raise a bit. you take a breath, knowing you don't want her to hear this.

"my job is hard, it's mentally draining. i know mira's a busy kid, but i don't understand that, y/n! i didn't do activities, i didn't have friends, that's all stuff she gets from you! so excuse me if i'm nervous about showing up to these things and looking like a total idiot," he fights.

you scoff. "i can't believe that just came out of your mouth. you won't go to mira's games because you don't understand it? are you fucking kidding me? you won't go support your daughter, which she begs for, by the way, because you don't understand the difference between center field and short stop?"

spencer clenches his jaw. "i don't need this from you right now," he mutters.

"of course you don't. you never need anything from me anymore, spencer. not unless it's cooking for you, or doing your laundry, or making sure your go bag is always packed," you say, tears filling your eyes.

"that's not true," spencer defends himself.

you shake your head. "isn't it though? i noticed it a while ago, spencer. and i can't keep loving you when you obviously are falling out of love with me," you say.

spencer clenches his fist. "yeah, maybe you fucking shouldn't," he spits, not thinking.

"is that what you want?" you ask, heart cracking at the question.

all spencer wants is to sleep, so he can start thinking straight again. "i want you to leave me the fuck alone," he yells, causing you to flinch. he's so tired he doesn't even notice.

"stop yelling," you plead.

"don't tell me what to do in my own fucking house! don't sleep spencer, go waste your day watching your kid play in a game where they don't keep score! don't want the bare minimum from your girlfriend, do everything alone. and you know what, maybe i should. this is my house, i own it, i pay for it. i pay for everything you have, y/n! i can take it all away just as easily!" he screams in your face, not thinking through his words or how he's gotten so close to you you've shrunk against the wall with tears falling down your face.

"are you fighting again?" mira's small voice asks from the doorway. both you and spencer's heads snap to the door. you quickly wipe your tears and plaster a fake smile on your face.

spencer backs away, it dawning on him how crazy he was just being. you rush over to your daughter and pick her up. "no, baby, daddy's just tired. he's gonna go get some sleep though," you say, pushing open the door to the kitchen.

"y/n, hold on," spencer says, his voice much softer.

you keep walking forward. "nope, daddy needs his nap," you say, your voice sounding broken. spencer runs his hands over his face as the door swings shut. his last sentence echoes through his head. 'i can take it all away just as easily.' why the hell would he say something like that? he did love you, so much. he was just stressed and tired and honestly didn't want to be wrong. but he was. he didn't want you to leave him, he wanted to fix things. but it wouldn't be so easy. the terror that was in your eyes scares him, because he knows he made you feel that. and he regrets it immensely.

spencer walks into your shared bedroom, sitting down on the bed and kicking off his shoes. he grabs his phone, going to his contacts. his thumb hovers over the contact before pressing the call button. it rings for two rings before it picks up. "hello, our little boy wonder i didn't expect a call from you so soon," garcia's sunshine voice comes through the phone.

"penelope, listen, i kind of need your help. are you busy tonight?”

and that’s how you got to where you are now. you were talking to your girls, telling them the order they’d be hitting before their game started when you noticed. spencer was standing at the edge of the fence, a very spirited garcia standing next to him. you finished talking to your girls, telling them to go to the dug out with the other coaches and then began walking towards the two, mira noticing and running ahead of you.

“daddy, you came!” she yells happily, holding the top of the fence and looking up at her dad.

spencer gives her a smile. “of course, lovie. you ready to do so good?” he asks. she nods excitedly and this is when you make it to the group of three. you smile at penelope, loving how decked out she was in pink, mira’s team color. “why don’t you go to your teammates? i just need to talk to mommy real quick,” spencer says, bending over the fence to kiss the top of her head.

“okay!” mira says with a smile, turning to look at her mom.

“good luck, mirie!” penelope says with a big smile, waving as mira runs off to the dug out.

you watch her run, dust kicking up behind her. she was so quick for a little girl. “i’m surprised,” you say, turning back to spencer.

penelope looks between you two and pats spencer’s arm. “i’m gonna go grab a drink from the concession stand,” she says before walking off.

spencer sighs. “i’m sorry,” he starts.

you purse your lips, looking down at the dirt. “okay,” you mumble.

“i’m sorry i yelled at you, i didn’t mean anything that i said. i was tired and i was stressed and i let that take over and put it all on you which was not fair at all. i know i was harsh, but i don’t know where it came from. i promise i would never take the house or anything away from you. i know you work hard, and i’m just being completely selfish. and you were wrong, y/n, i’m not falling out of love with you. i’ve been an asshole lately, i know that. but i’m going to start going to therapy and fixing that for you and for mira. i love you, a lot, y/n and i’m sorry,” spencer apologizes.

you look down at your watch, blinking away tears. “the games about to start,” you say and spencer squeezes his eyes shut.

“we can talk after, i want to take you out to grab some dinner. no cooking tonight,” he says hopefully.

you look back. “i don’t know if we should with mira-“

spencer shakes his head. “that’s what aunt penny is for,” he says. you bite your lip, thinking it over.

“okay, now i have to go,” you agree reluctantly.

spencer nods and you go. penelope walks back up to him just as the other team starts spreading out around the field. “i have no idea what’s going on,” spencer sighs.

“her team is batting first, so when it’s her turn she’s gotta hit the ball and run,” penelope explains, taking a sip of her pepsi. spencer nods, and they begin watching.

the game goes by as you expect a game of eight and nine year olds would. everytime mira does anything, spencer makes sure to cheer extra loud. by the end of the game, he realizes he’s really enjoyed watching his daughter play and actually kind of understands how the sport works. mira makes her way over to him quickly as the game ends and spencer picks her up.

he gives her a kiss on her dirty cheek and smiles. “you did so good, baby!” he says proudly, holding her tight on his hip.

“did you see my hit! it went all the way into the outfield!” she exclaims.

spencer nods enthusiastically. “i saw it all, lovie. i’m so proud of you,” he continues, pressing another kiss to her cheek. “hey, what do you think of spending the night with aunt penny?” he asks, raising his brows.

mira gasps. “a sleepover?” she asks excitedly.

penelope steps in, poking mira in the stomach. “yes, girl. a sleepover! just you and me and some pizza and ice cream, does that sound good?” penelope asks.

“hey, she can’t have too many sweets before bed or-“ spencer starts, but mira just covers his mouth with her hand.

spencer can’t help but smile at that. “that sounds awesome!” she says, looking excitedly at penelope.

just then, you begin walking over. your and mira’s bags on your shoulders. spencer lets mira down as you approach and he makes his way to you. “give me these,” he says, pulling the bags from your shoulders.

“no, spencer, i got it,” you protest.

“let me take them,” spencer says, his eyes pleading. so you do, silently thanking him for helping with your back pain.

mira runs up to you. “mommy, i’m having a sleepover with aunt penny!” she says, tugging on your hand.

your eyes widen in surprise. “you are?” you ask, looking between spencer and penelope.

penelope smiles, “yep, i need some mira time.”

“we’ll have to get your stuff packed,” you say, smoothing your daughters pony tail.

“i packed it already, garcia has it in her car. they’re all ready to go,” spencer says with a smile.

you raise your brows and nod. “daddy thought of everything today, huh?” you say light heartedly to your daughter. she laughs, not quite understanding the difference in your voice. mira bids you both goodnight, giving hugs and kisses before skipping off with penelope as you and spencer walk to your car.

“y/n…” spencer trails as you walk. you hum in response, glancing over at him. “what i did today, is that… fixable?” he asks.

you think about it for a moment. your immediate reaction is to just say yes, but you know you can’t let him off without consequences. “i… i think it is, yeah. but you’ll have to work for it, and i’m not, i won’t keep doing this,” you say honestly.

spencer nods. “that’s fair, but i promise that this ends now. i’m going to change so i can be a better boyfriend for you and a better dad for mira,” he says.

“i hope you hold true to that,” you say.

you unlock your car as you approach it, popping the trunk. “i have no plans of not. i want to fix things, because you deserve everything,” spencer says, placing the bags in your trunk. he holds his hands out for the key and you give it to him. “where do you want to grab food? i was thinking maybe that chinese place you like so much? then we can take it home and put on harry potter,” spencer suggests.

you look at him oddly as you get into the car. “but you hate harry potter,” you say.

spencer shrugs, starting the car and reaching for his seatbelt. “it’s really not that bad, and it’s your favorite,” he says. you both buckle up and spencer turns the radio down to a level where he could still talk to you.

“then yeah, that sounds fine,” you nod.

“there’s been a lot of times recently that i’ve been thinking back to when we first started dating. i never got to take you out on many dates before you got pregnant. and i want to apologize for not trying harder with them the past eight years,” spencer says.

you just shake your head. “it’s really not a big deal, spence,” you say.

spencer sighs. “but it is, because you deserve a lot more than what i’ve been giving,” he says pointedly.

“i understand though spencer. our relationship has never been how it’s supposed to be. we were only together two months when we got pregnant with mira, then for two years we weren’t even together until she turned three. your work keeps you busy but it’s your passion and i would never take that away from you. i mean yeah, i wish you had some more time at home but what girlfriend doesn’t,” you explain.

spencer places his hand on your thigh and squeezes. “i know, and that’s why i’ve taken a week off,” he says.

“what?” you gasp.

spencer turns onto the street where the chinese restaurant is. “i haven’t been around enough, and when i am i’m not really all that present. so, i asked emily for a week off so i can focus on my family,” he says. tears gather in your eyes.

“thank you,” you whisper. spencer parks the car in front of the restaurant and turns to you.

he moves the hand on your thigh to your chin and pulls you close to press his lips to yours. “don’t, we need this,” he says and you nod. “i’m gonna go get the food, i’ll be back in like ten minutes,” he says.

once you guys arrive back at home, spencer sends you to change into something more comfortable as he plates up your food and opens a bottle of wine. you return in sweats, one of his oversized shirts, and your hair in a bun pulled back to show your freshly washed face. “i’m gonna go throw on some pajamas, mind pouring us some wine?” he asks, kissing you on the cheek. you nod, grabbing two glasses from the cabinet and pouring each of you a generous glass. you set your plates on the island with your respective cups of wine and wait for spencer to make his return.

for the first time in a very long time, you feel like you have your spencer back. you laugh over dinner, enjoying each other’s presence while getting lost in glass after glass of wine. you feel loved again, a feeling you’d been lacking for months.

when you look at spencer tonight, you once again feel like you’re looking at your forever. and that was a feeling you’d struggled to find recently. spencer places kiss after kiss to your lips, constantly reminding you how much he loves you.

he does end up getting you to the couch and puts on your favorite of the harry potter movies. he pulls you into his side on the couch, covering the both of you in a blanket and holding you tightly. this is what you missed. this is what you wanted to have forever. you just prayed spencer felt the same, forever.

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spencer reid's special girl

rated: m (18+, minors DNI)

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wc: 1.5k

cw: dom/sub dynamic, dom!spencer, younger reader, smut, bdsm aspects, spanking, orgasm denial mention, bondage

thought i'd introduce another fandom i'm part of to my page. so, here's a thought i haven't been able to get out of my head lately.

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it took spencer a long time to fall for someone. but once he laid his eyes on you, that was set in motion. you were ten years younger than he was, but he couldn't care less. it made you insecure sometimes, but you knew spencer loved you.

it was probably partly due to his job, but spencer was extremely protective of you. he had openly told you on multiple occasions that he had no issue killing for you, and anyone who ever hurt you would pay.

you were spencer's princess. he never allowed you to pay for anything, always made sure you were the happiest girlfriend ever and had more than you could ever need, and overall treated you like royalty. this not only applied to dates, but especially to sex.

while spencer treated you like a princess, it was very obvious to almost everyone that the relationship you two shared was... different. spencer was open about being in a dominant and submissive relationship, and it wasn't just sexual. he didn't plan on letting people know this about you guys, but the first time he brought you to one of rossi's famous parties, it made its way out.

"what kind of drink do you want? i can make you my special, i can't reveal what it really is but i promise it tastes like riding a unicorn into heaven," penelope offers you. "um..." you mumble, looking over the array of alcohol on the outdoor bar. you look up to spencer, knowing you have to ask before you have any alcohol. spencer looks at you for a moment before shaking his head. "water or a lemonade, not tonight," he mumbles back to you, kissing your temple. "could i just get a lemonade, penelope? your special sounds great but i'll have to take a raincheck on it," you smile happily. penelope's face falls, looking between you and spencer in confusion before stuttering an agreement and pouring you a glass of lemonade topped with a cute straw.

later in the night, penelope had begun voicing her concern to the other members of the team. they all had begun to take notice of how you clung to spencer's side, originally chalking it up to you being nervous around all the new people. but everything you were asked to do, you always looked to spencer for approval. they knew spencer hadn't had a super serious relationship before, so maybe he wasn't aware he was being controlling.

emily decided to test things a bit, and approached you, spencer, luke, and tara. "hey, y/n, do you wanna come inside and raid dave's snacks with me? since you're new around someone's gotta show you where they're stashed," she smiles. you smile at her offer, everyone was so kind here. you begin to step away from spencer to follow emily but he catches your wrist. "forgetting something?" he asks sternly and you bite your lip. "can i go in with emily?" you ask with a small smile. spencer gives you a nod and returns your smile. "go ahead, bring me back some of the snack mix he keeps in there please, love," he says, kissing your knuckles before letting you go.

emily blinks in surprise, but puts a smile back on her face as you begin walking towards inside with her. she waits until you're a decent distance from the group before asking. "does spencer always make you ask him things like that?" she asks, trying to laugh to lighten the mood. your cheeks heat up at her question. you weren't sure if you were supposed to reveal this part of your relationship, but you were increasingly aware of how bad it looked to people on the outside. "uh, yes and no? i'm bad at making decisions and spence just likes to... keep me safe, if that makes sense? i know how it may look, but i promise it's not as controlling as it seems. if i really want something, it's not like i can't do it, we've talked this stuff over a lot," you try and explain without fully outing yourself. emily nods. "as long as you're sure, i won't lie everyone's been a little worried tonight," she says. "oh gosh, no it is so not like that, i promise," you assure.

simultaneously reid is facing a similar interrogation. "do you always keep your girlfriend on a leash like that?" luke asks, trying to seem nochalant. "sorry?" spencer asks, sipping his water. "you make her ask you everything? spencer, i'm not trying to step in on your relationship but that's... i don't think that's right," tara says, watching you enter the house with emily. spencer looks between his two friends. "n-no, she doesn't have to ask me everything. she's very much her own person, she's just not great at making decisions and she actually asks me to be like this with her. it's not controlling, well it is, but its in a way that we both want? i sound like an asshole right now, i know, but i swear me and y/n, that's just, it's how we work," spencer rambles. luke and tara look at each other. "sounds kind of toxic to me, spencer," luke raises his brows, sipping his glass of whiskey. "it's consensual, everything we do it's, it's all consensual," spencer defends. "i don't want to assume, but i think i know what's going on... but i want you to be able to tell us," tara says, putting her hand out in a way to tell luke to back down. spencer looks between the two in slight panic before looking back to the door you'd disappeared in. "y/n and i, we're in a dominant and submissive relationship okay?" he says, tara nodding in understanding while luke just looks confused. "normally, it goes hand in hand with a bdsm sexual relationship, but that's not just all it applies to with us. i'm her dominant which means i take care of her and yes, it is like controlling. we have rules and she has dependencies and i understand it might be weird but everything is consensual. we have a written contract, not like official but it is for us? includes her rules, her punishments, what she expects from me as her dominant, and that's just how we live. it's what we both like and want, i promise i'm not some asshole boyfriend trying to control every aspect of my girlfriend's life. y/n knows she can back out or change anything if she ever wants to," spencer explains. tara and luke just look at him in shock before a smirk breaks out on luke's face. "so like, does she call you daddy?" he jokes. spencer's face flares as he looks down to his shoes. "well, not in public," he admits causing tara and luke to crack up.

from then on all the team knew, so your questions just became something normal for them. and it fluctuated, some days you were more independent and spencer more care free. while other days you had to ask him to even use the restroom and he could be stern, even denying you to go. and its what worked.

spencer didn't wait too long asking you to move in, and you didn't complain. it helped your relationship flourish and you couldn't be happier. spencer tried his hardest to be home early as much as he could with his job, dedicating at least an hour to just sitting on the couch and cuddling with you. he always wanted to be doing things together, cooking dinner was something that you did together. you always woke up with him even at ungodly hours to make him a coffee and send him off with a kiss.

you followed your contract strictly. you had rules to follow, chores to complete, and punishments to expect if you didn't do those things. spencer didn't have a problem administering these punishments when you skipped a meal, or purposefully kept something from him. it was no secret that you loved when he would bend you over his lap, wherever you were in the apartment, and pull down your pants or push up your skirt and leave scarlet hand prints on your ass. sometimes there would be so many you'd struggle to sit for the next few days.

sex with spencer was... everything, literally. some days it would be slow and sweet. but more often than not one of your many kinks would come into play. being tied up, blindfolded, and gagged was one of spencer's favorites for you. he liked sending you near the edge just for you to have to fall back over and over again, sometimes never even letting you cum at all. he also liked to use toys, one of the closets in his room was solely dedicated to them.

you both liked the mix of physical pain with sex, and you liked being thrown and ordered around. spencer was not shy about his kinks, and often made you try new things. he also had a thing for roleplaying which you exercised often.

when you entered your subspace so deeply you were stuck there for hours, spencer was nothing less than an angel. he laid with you, made sure you were hydrated and fed, he would help bathe you, and talked you back to reality.

you were nothing short of being in love with each other. and everyone knew it.

planning on writing more on this soon, probably starting with specifics of the contract i mention in here. let me know if you're interested!

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reader & eddie where steve is jealous and can’t handle his feelings or reader & steve where eddie is jealous and can’t handle his feelings, i love me some angst!

mm, i like the way you think anon ;)

why not me / eddie munson & steve harrington

rated: g

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wc: 1.8k

cw: angst, mentions of sex/hickies, nicknames, steve being an actual sweetie

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eddie had been in love with you since you stepped into his life. at that point you were only fifteen and he was only sixteen and you had fallen right into his lap. literally. you were known for being clumsy and you sure lived up to it when the first day back from christmas your freshmen year you tripped over your untied shoe laces in the lunch room and landed on top of eddie the freak munson.

eddie's odd charm roped you in almost immediately. but, not in the way you hoped. you quickly became eddie's best friend and the two of you were inseparable. eddie took you in, capitalizing on the fact that he had a car and you didn't. he drove you around when you needed it, took you to and home from school, and used every excuse he could to hang out with you. he started sharing his blunts with you and brought you into his world of dungeons and dragons. associating with eddie was practically social suicide, but you really stole eddie's heart when you convinced him you didn't care about that.

now, it was fall 1985. you had graduated that spring, leaving your best friend to suffer through his third attempt at senior year alone. you had to get a job, and found yourself working alongside robin buckley and steve harrington at family video.

what you never expected, was falling in love with steve harrington and him falling in love with you. you never thought steve would be your boyfriend, taking you out on cute romantic dates and taking up the majority of your time. eddie never saw it coming either. and now that it had, he was broken.

he assumes it was his mistake, he never told you how he really felt and he couldn't rely on you to just know. but it didn't stop him from being really gutted by it.

eddie sat on his counter, a cigarette in his mouth as he listened to the phone ring, waiting for you to pick up. "hello?" your voice came through the phone, making eddie smile.

"hey there, sweetheart," eddie said, blowing smoke from his mouth.

a smile falls upon your own face at the sound of your best friends voice. "eddie, what's up?" you ask, leaning against the wall.

eddie shrugs to himself. "we haven't been able to have one of our movie nights in a while, i was wondering if you wanted to come over for one tonight. i've got some new movies, we could have a couple beers, order a pizza, smoke a blunt..." eddie trails, describing what you guys used to do on a normal weekend.

"oh, eds, i have a date with steve tonight. i know we haven't had a movie night in a while, can we try again soon?" you say, genuinely feeling bad. you loved your best friend, really you did, just not how he wanted you to.

eddie felt a stab in his heart. of course, you had a date with steve. he lets out a chuckle to hide his heart attack. "yeah, no, that's fine. it uh, really feels like you're forgetting about me these days y/n," he jokes, but really it does hurt.

you frown on the other side of the line, feeling bad. "i promise i'm not eds, i'm sorry i've been making you feel like that. um, what do you say i come over after my date? i know you'll be up and maybe we can at least get one movie in?" you suggest.

eddie shakes his head, "nah, you don't have to do that, we'll just try for another night."

"no, eddie, i want to, i'll be over maybe around nine?" you insist. eddie stutters on the other side. "eddie, i really do miss you, i want to hang out with you," you say, frown on your face.

eddie sighs, "is steve gonna be alright with that?"

you chuckle. "yeah, steve doesn't care, you're my best friend," you assure. eddie pushes the pain away at the words 'best friend' and swallows.

"okay, i'll see you about nine then," he says, taking another puff of his cigarette.

you say your goodbyes and then you're heading up to your room to get ready for your date. it wasn't anything too fancy, you were just going to get dinner at the diner and then driving around for a bit, so you settled for a band tee, your mom jeans and a brown jacket.

"hey, babe," steve said with a smile as you got in his car. he leaned over pressing a kiss to your cheek as you pulled your seat belt out. "ready for some dinner?" he asks, putting the car in reverse.

"starving," you confirm, admiring him as he puts his arm on the seat to look back as he reverses out of your driveway. your boyfriend was definitely hot. the date went perfect, as it always did. steve doing the most subtle things to make your heart swell. and when it was over, your drive turned into more of a... back seat adventure if you will.

steve dropped you off at eddie's trailer at 9:17, telling you to have a good night and that he'd call you in the morning. eddie was never a worry in steve's mind. contrary to what he believed in highschool, he actually really liked eddie now and thought he was a pretty cool guy. and he had full trust in you if eddie ever tried anything, so he didn't mind you guys hanging out on your own, you'd been doing it for years anyway.

"y/n, hey," eddie smiles, letting you inside. you waste no time wrapping your arms around him, causing him to let out a laugh of surprise before returning your hug.

"i missed you, and i'm sorry i haven't been around as much," you say into his chest.

eddie frowns and pats your back. "it's okay, y/n, things are kind of different now," he says pulling back from you. "speaking of, how was your date?" he asks, even though it pains him to do so.

"it was good, i will never pass up gary's diner," you say with a smile, slipping off your shoes. eddie follows you to the couch, and you squeal when you see the already rolled blunt on the coffee table. "ugh, eds, i've been dying to smoke, i really need to get you to roll some for me," you say, plopping on the couch.

eddie smiles, sitting next to you. "well, princess, i won't deprive you any longer," he says comically, take the blunt and digging his lighter from his pocket. he lights it, taking an inhale as he does before passing it to you. you take a deep hit, relaxing into the couch as you do.

"so, tell me eds, how's senior year part three going?" you question.

eddie rolls his eyes, taking a hit from the blunt. "terrible, the only good thing is that some of these freshmen are pretty good at dnd."

you nod in understanding, knowing some of the freshmen in question. the two of you catch up a bit, and soon the blunt is finished. as normal, you start to get warm as your high settles in. so, you pull off your jacket. eddie's eyes follow you closely, his heart cracking as he sees the fresh bruises littering your neck. "damn, steve really went at ya, huh?" he observes, struggling to hide his disappointment.

you look at eddie in confusion before you register his line of sight. "oh, shit, yeah he's never very considerate about placement," you laugh it off and eddie nods, looking away. you frown and place a hand on his knee. "hey, you okay?" you ask, wondering what caused his sudden drop in mood.

eddie looks at you, his jaw tight. the weed was making him think he should say the things he shouldn't, and honestly, why shouldn't he? "i just don't understand what steve has that i don't," eddie says and you blink in surprise.

"wh-what?" you ask. eddie shakes his head, looking back at the wall while you try and understand. "eddie, what are you talking about?" you push, needing to know what he meant.

"why is it steve?" he asks.

you furrow your brows. "i-i love steve," you say, starting to get an idea you don't want to believe.

eddie scoffs to himself. "i know that, y/n," he says.

"steve loves me too. i'm sorry eds, i don't know what you mean. why is what steve? why am i with him?" you try to pry.

eddie nods, biting his inner lip. "why steve and... and not me?" he asks, voice cracking at the end.

you gasp quietly, and feel a crack in your heart. "steve loves you, i know, but-but so do i," he says, tears burning the back of his eyes. your hand reaches up, instead grabbing his hand.

"is that true?" you whisper. eddie nods. "eds... i, i'm so sorry," you say, shaking your head.

eddie closes his eyes, a few tears falling. "you're sorry because you don't love me too," he confirms.

your lips quivers as you think how much pain your best friend must be in. "i do love you, eddie, just not like that. i'm so sorry. how... how long have you known?" you ask, tears leaking from your own eyes.

"honestly?" eddie's voice is hoarse. "since the day you fell on me in the cafeteria," he admits.

"oh my god," you whisper, squeezing his hand. "why didn't you tell me sooner?" you ask, brain running with what ifs.

eddie laughs, pulling his hand from yours and running it over his face. "would it have changed anything?" he questions.

you look down, sniffing. "i don't know," you admit.

eddie swallows, knowing he can't be around you much longer right now. "i'm gonna take you home, i-i don't want to be around you right now," eddie says and it crushes you. your best friend was so in love with you that the fact that you didn't share those feelings was killing him.

"eddie, i am really sorry," you say, standing up with him.

"yeah, me too," he mutters, grabbing his keys and walking to put on his shoes. you follow silently, and it remains that way all the way until he pulls into your drive way.

you hesitate over the door handle and look back over to him. "do you... do you need a break from me?" you ask, voice cracking in the middle.

eddie sucks his lower lip into his mouth, still staring at his steering wheel. "for a while, yeah," he confirms what you didn't want to hear. you feel a lump in your throat but nod anyway. you get out without another word and make your way inside. you and eddie don't speak for weeks.

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Do you write for male readers? Or character x character?

i have tried male readers in the past but they never made it to post because i feel like i couldn’t do it well enough but i am always open to trying again!

it’s the same with character x character, i haven’t posted it but if it inspires me i definitely could do it! i used to write a lot about eddie kaspbrak and richie tozier from it but none of that was ever posted here.

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OOOO maybe eddie calls reader a bitch during sex and wayne overheard and when they’re done he gives eddie a stern talking-to in front of reader not knowing she’s into that kind of stuff and they start laughing? idkkk🤷‍♀️

now this, this is funny babe thank you

respectable young man / eddie munson

rated: m (18+, minors DNI)

masterlist

wc: 1350

cw: breif sex description, wayne hearing things he shouldn't, awkwardness, dad energy wayne, explicit language

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it was nothing different than what you and eddie normally did. you'd been together officially for about five months, but unofficially for closer to ten. basically, you both knew each other quite well. sex was introduced into your relationship fast, it was the sole reason for your friendship and later developing feelings. eddie knew your body like the back of his hand. he knew just what made you tick, and how to make sure you were having the best possible time.

obviously, this was an aspect of your relationship uncle wayne was never supposed to discover. and when he did... well... it was more than awkward for him.

"you fucking bitch, you think you're important? no, just a fucking hole for me to have my fun. hmm, you know that," is what wayne hears when he enters his trailer after returning home early from a shift. his eyes widen as he hears those words leave his nephews mouth, so loud it travels through the trailer.

it doesn't take a genius to know you and eddie were having sex in his room down the hall. wayne is in so much shock that he just freezes. he didn't raise eddie this way, did he? to just use women? and you were so sweet, you didn't deserve this. eddie was going to fucking get it later. he hears a loud smack come from eddie's room, and his head turns that way. "do it again and i'm just gonna hit you harder," eddie grunts rather loudly.

what wayne can't see is the way your eyes roll back in your head. he leaves the trailer, trying to gather his thoughts on how to approach this once eddie comes out of his room later.

"eddie, fuck, i'm gonna cum," you moan, pulling harder on your legs as you hold them up with eddie's help. his hair is plastered to his forehead, folding you in half while he pounds into you. eddie smiles, dropping one of his hands to rub quickly over your clit.

your jaw drops at the added sensation, the band inside you tightening further. "cum for me baby, cum all over this dick like a good little slut," he grunts, driving his head into that spot that made you see stars. your legs tense and begin to shake.

you scream out his name as your orgasm rushes over you like a hurricane, your pussy squirting an abundance of your juices onto eddie's cock, stomach, thighs, and creating a puddle on his sheets. "good girl, fuck, gonna fill you up, sweetheart," eddie groans, trying to keep up his pace as your abused walls squeeze him. only a few more thrusts and eddie's hips stutter, hot ropes of his cum painting your insides. he buries himself deep inside your warmth, dropping your legs slowly and falling over you. the both of you catch your breath, eddie still keeping himself inside you. "you did so good, baby," eddie mumbles into your skin, presses kisses along your sweat slicked neck, moving up your jaw to your cheek before arriving at your lips.

you hum contently into his lips, smiling when he pulls away. "you okay?" eddie asks. you nod and he begins pulling out. the both of you wince as his softening cock leaves your heat, a mix of your orgasms leaking out of you. "lets get cleaned up, wayne's gonna be home in like thirty minutes," eddie chuckles.

he grabs the damp rag he'd gotten before hand and uses it to wipe the both of you up before pulling you off the bed and using a towel to finish the job. he hands you a clean pair of underwear and one of his tshirts for you to put on. as you do, he pulls on a random pair of pajama pants he finds. eddie grabs you by the waist once you're half dressed. he presses a loving kiss to your lips, smiling into it as you push yourself into his body. "i'm going to get you some water and some new sheets," he says when he pulls away, only to peck your lips once more.

"and i'm going to use the bathroom," you say with raised brows and a smile. you and eddie both leave his room, you immediately turning into the bathroom and eddie continues into the kitchen.

"oh, uncle wayne, uh, hey," eddie says when he rounds the corner, his cheeks red in embarrassment as he makes his way to the cabinet that holds the cups. "how long have you been home?" he asks, scared his uncle got an earful of his activities.

wayne looks at his nephew with a conflicting look. "a couple minutes. eddie, we... we need to talk," he says and eddie closes his eyes, muttering a quiet shit to himself. you, in the bathroom, hearing everything, cover your mouth in embarrassment.

eddie avoids looking to his uncle, instead turning on the water so it can get cold. "do we really need to? i think it's a bit late for the birds and the bees talk..." eddie says.

wayne narrows his eyes at eddie. "that's not what i'm talking about," he says.

"it's not?" eddie asks, sparing his uncle a quick glance.

a sigh leaves wayne's lips as he pinches the bridge of his nose. "eddie, i'd like to think i raised you to be a... respectable young man. not one who, who hits women and- and talks down to them-" wayne starts.

"wait, what? hits women? uncle wayne, i would never hit y/n or hurt her in any way, i-i love her what are you-?" eddie asks, eyes wide in disbelief.

wayne waves his hand to silence him, while you sneak out of the bathroom, carefully walking towards the kitchen. "don't lie to me, eddie! i came home from work and i hear you calling that sweet girl a bitch among other things and then i hear you hit her! i didn't raise you this way and i'm extremely disappointed in you," wayne says, anger infiltrating his voice.

eddie purses his lips as he realizes his uncles mistake. a snort leaves his lips and wayne snaps his gaze to him, nearly shaking with rage. "now, boy, i know you don't find this funny," he yells.

eddie puts down the glass and raises his hands. "no, no, uncle wayne you have it all wrong," eddie says, amusement clear on his face.

"i know what i heard, boy!"

"yes, you did hear that but... oh god, this is embarrassing, we were, oh my god, we were having sex," eddie says as you cautiously step into the kitchen.

wayne doesn't notice you, still seeing red. "and that's supposed to make it better? sex is supposed to be enjoyable for women, not an excuse for them to be abused," wayne yells.

eddie covers his face with his hands and shakes his head, an awkward laugh leaving his lips. "she does enjoy it," he says, glancing over and seeing you with your arms wrapped around your middle. "this is so embarrassing, and i'm sorry, y/n, for doing this, but wayne, she likes it. she likes it when i talk to her like that when we're having sex, she likes it when i knock her around a bit. it sounds bad but it's only when we're being intimate and i always check she's okay after. she likes it, shit, she can barely get off without it," eddie explains, laughing through the awkwardness.

wayne's eyes look as though they could burst out of his head as he glances to you. you give him an awkward smile and a wave. "this true, y/n?" he asks you. you nod, looking over to eddie for help.

wayne is questioning everything he knows and he just shakes his head. "you- i need a beer. you guys are fucking weird," he scoffs, turning and walking back out the front door to head to the bar. you and eddie look at each other before bursting out laughing. that was an experience.

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how i think xavier thorpe would be as a sub

rated: m (18+, minors DNI)

masterlist

wc: 774

cw: sub!xavier (duh), oral (f), fdom, dom reader, female reader, mentions of orgasm denial, use of baby, mommy kink, praise

explicit under the cut

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once you have xavier, you HAVE him. this boy falls hard and once he does he is obsessed and wrapped around your finger. i'm talking showing up to your room nightly just for a goodnight kiss (and then probably not leaving your room at all) because he can't go without. he's most definitely following you around like a lost puppy whenever he can manage and you quite literally become his muse.

xavier hates to admit it, but he is clingy. he's constantly gotta be touching you. you're sitting next to each other in class? hand on your thigh. hanging out in the quad with friends? you have to be on his lap. walking around jericho? at least holding your hand if he can't walk with his arm around your waist.

during sex, his clingyness does not go away. his hands roam as much of your body as they can. he likes it when you're on top so he can slide his hands all the way up your thighs and torso all the way so he can grasp at your breasts and back down again. he's a touch starved boy, and it's so obvious. if you keep your hands off him too long, he'll grab them and place them back on him.

at first he tries to hide it, but during a particular morning quickie trying to beat time for your first class, your hands are placed on your own calves. you need it for balance as you glide up and down at the fastest pace you can, knowing you have maybe five minutes before you have to leave. you'd barely touched him, just trying to get him off when you hear it for the first time. xavier lets out the most pathetic little whimper before whining out your name and begging for you to touch him. It's enough of a shock to get you to freeze on his cock. his face is red, not from your activities but embarrassment.

"did you just... whimper?"

"maybe... baby, please just touch me we can talk about this later."

"let me hear it again."

much to xavier's initial dismay, you don't let this go. you begin taking your teasing to another level, messing with him until he's begging for you. his whimpers become something you refuse to go without when having sex. but this is only the start of it.

"what do you think about trying something new? like... i don't know... being tied up?" you ask one morning as xavier sips on a water bottle across from you. he chokes, spitting the water onto the blanket in between the both of you. "you want me to tie you up when we fuck?" xavier asks, not expecting that from you. you snort, shaking your head. "no, xavi. i want to tie you up."

the following night xaviers hands are tied to his headboard as you leave hickies across his chest. "baby, please, i need you," he pants, tugging on his restraints. you smile into his chest, taking your hand and dipping it between the two of you, slowly and softly dragging your nails up his length covered in his boxers. a strangled whine leaves your boyfriends throat as his hips buck up to you. "fuck, please," he whimpers, looking at you with pleading eyes. "mm, i don't know. have you been a good boy?" you ask, repeating your nails on his cock. xavier's cock jumps at your words, his eyes fluttering shut as he processes. "oh, you liked that, huh?" you tease.

xavier was putty in your hands after that. the more you tried, the more he accepted his subspace and the deeper he fell. he wouldn't admit it, but his reactions proved that he did get off when you would deny him orgasms and tease him until he was in pain. it didn't take long for his mommy kink to make an appearance either. once he uttered that for the first time, he accepted he was at the point of no return.

not only is xavier thorpe a subby little baby, he is for sure a service sub. you're stressed over an assignment? xavier is quick to tell you to lay back, let him make mommy feel better. you don't have the energy? xavier's tongue is making you fall apart in minutes, nearly cumming in his pants from the tired praise you give him.

overall, xavier is happy to let you do whatever you want with him and beg for more. he's tried to be in charge, but he'd much rather be at your mercy and wait for the praise he knows you'll provide eventually.

thanks to @aquasringing for the request <3

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eddiemunsonwhxre power hour? uh, i think yes.

in the mood to write a million different things so send me requests asap for some drabbles, possibly some one shots!!!

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