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Apricot // F. Castle
HELLO EVERYBODY, I’M BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH THE FRANK SMUT. OH BOY, THIS IS MY LONGEST ONE YET. It’s a little different than my previous Frank smut, this one’s a little sweeter, softer, more poetic. I just really fucking love it. I’m gonna go pass out now lol. Hope you guys enjoy!! (Comments and reblogs are always greatly appreciated <3) This piece is dedicated to the eternally lovely @mindidjarin​ <3
TAGS (just a few people that might be interested): @saintmurd0ck @itwasthereaminuteago @grippingbeskar​ @castlesnchurches​
Pairing: Frank Castle x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 4.6k
Warnings: Smut. 18+ only. NSFW. Unprotected sex. P in V. Pining. Masturbation. Getting caught masturbating. Swearing. Fingering. Praise. Use of pet names (sweetheart, pretty girl etc.)
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His hair wasn’t long enough, you realised mid-way through threading your fingers in it. Too short, not enough to tug, not enough curl to it like Frank’s. Whoa, wait. Frank? The thought ripped you away from the guy you’d picked up at the bar; James, Jason? You couldn’t recall, and apparently it didn’t matter because all you seemed to be thinking about was Frank. Since when does that happen? 
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UM???? YES I NEED THIS SO BAD
That anon really dropped the “Eddie pees between your legs when you’re on the toilet” like they didn’t just change the trajectory of my life. How will I think of anything else?
hes so casual about it too, in his tshirt and boxers rubbing his bangs out of his eyes as he yawns. "need'ta piss." all mumbly and sleepy. him kicking your legs apart feels natural and easy, and you don't know why it turns you on so much.
you think you're gonna have to have him fuck you immediately after.
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sneaky reblog!
SAFE WITH YOU
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summary: you get followed home after a party and eddie’s house is the first place you think of
warnings: idk, a group of boys follow reader home and grab her arm, catcall, things like that. apart from that just soft!eddie and lots of fluff
note: i find it really hard to capture eddie’s personality when he speaks 😭😭😭 i’m working on it i promise
you started feeling a little dizzy after your third drink. you didn’t even know what you were drinking, some blue liquid that robin had shoved into your hand.
speaking of robin…where the hell was she?
she had disappeared on you about 30 minutes ago, but with the amount of alcohol in your system right now, you couldn’t seem to care too much.
squinting into the distance, you saw nancy and steve standing closely together by a tree, red cups in hand.
you stumbled over to them, spilling your drink halfway down your top in the process.
“y/n? we’ve been looking all over for you!” steve grabbed your arm, keeping you upright.
“really!!” you shouted. “come on, nance, let’s dance!” you giggled, turning to the makeshift dancefloor around the bonfire.
“uhh-“ nancy pulled your wrist. “y/n, me and steve are leaving. you should too. it’s 2am.”
what??! jesus christ you were sure that it was only midnight two minutes ago.
steve and nancy stood staring at you, waiting for an andwer.
“nooooo” you pouted. “please, dance with me?”
“sorry y/n. it’s late. you should walk home with us.”
“ugh. whatever.” you walked away, hearing them call your name in the distance. you didn’t pay any attention.
looking back now, you were so fucking stupid for not going with them, you were never drinking again.
you danced by yourself instead, and you didn’t see steve or nancy again. not even robin.
by 3am, most people had gone home. you had sobered up a little and gained back some common sense. you really should go home.
you made your way to the main road, it was quicker that way.
you began to walk on the side of the road, realising quickly how quiet and cold it was. your feet dragged as you shivered - fuck, why didn’t you bring a jacket?
within a few minutes, you heard a group of boys behind you. you looked back - there were around four of them, you didn’t know who they were.
they were stumbling on the pavement - obviously drunk. they were shouting too, the noise making you flinch as they came closer.
you picked up your pace a little, trying to shake off the rest of the alcohol. you covered yourself with your arms, hoping they hadn’t noticed you. oh how wrong you were.
“hey, darlin’! where ya’ going?”
oh god - they noticed you. in fact, you could hear them behind you, snickering. how did they get so close so quickly?
your brain was telling you to look behind you, but you couldn’t, fear trapping you in a loop of one foot in front of the other.
it wasn’t until one of the men grabbed your arm that you reacted.
“stop, please.” it sounded like a whisper coming out of your mouth. you backed away.
“hey, pretty girl. wanna come party with us?”
ugh. the pet name made your skin crawl.
“no. i-uh…”
god dammit, why couldn’t you stand up for yourself?
one of them pushed a beer bottle into your face. “come on, don’t be scared darlin’…drink with us. a pretty lady like you shouldn’t be alone at night.”
he stepped forward suddenly and you stumbled back, falling back onto the ground.
your hands hit the ground forcefully and you winced in pain, pulling your skirt down as tears began to fall down your cheeks.
the men laughed, the evil sound digging it’s way into your brain. you scrambled to stand up, turning and running as fast as you could, dirt and mud all over your clothes.
you could hear them cat-calling behind you, and you prayed to god that they weren’t following you.
you could hardly see through your tear-filled eyes, but you recognised the trailer park on your right.
eddie.
the perfect person you needed right now. he would know what to do.
you half-ran, half-stumbled your way to his trailer, hoping you could remember which one was his.
you banged on his door, wiping the tears from your face as you straightened your clothes. you only just realised the cuts on your hands, bloody scabs already forming on your palms.
you kept looking behind you, feeling paranoid as you waited for eddie.
eddie woke to you furiously knocking on his door, the entire trailer shaking with the force of it.
he jumped up startled, maybe it was the neighbours coming to complain again, he thought.
he rubbed his eyes, trying to balance himself after he had stood up to quickly.
finally, eddie opened the door, his expression changing in an instant.
“y/n?”
god it was good to see him.
you stepped closer. “eddie, i-uh-i was at a party and, a-and-“. you couldn’t carry on, tears brimming at your eyes again.
“woah-“ he stepped down to your level, wrapping his arm around your side. he caught you just in time as you fell into him, your body collapsing.
he pulled you into his lounge, making his way towards the couch. you welcomed the warm air, clutching onto eddie’s t-shirt with grubby hands.
“it’s okay, it’s okay sweetheart, i’m here.” he sat down, pulling you onto his lap sideways.
you hid your face in his neck, silently crying onto his t-shirt. eddie was curious as to what had happened with you but for now, he was more than happy to comfort you in the dark like this.
after a while, your breathing slowed and you felt ready to talk about what had happened.
you lifted your head up, sniffling quietly. eddie cupped your face with his hands, the cold rings a contrast to your hot, teary face.
“you wanna talk about it?” eddie asked.
you nodded, shifting until you were sat up a little straighter. “i went to a party a-and got a bit drunk.” you spoke slowly, “everyone had left so i was walking home and these boys - they, they started following me.”
you felt eddie’s body tense beneath you.
“one of them grabbed my arm, they were saying stupid shit and i fell over and i just - i just started running.”
eddie clenched his fists, thinking about how scared and alone you were out there in the woods.
“holy shit. do you know them? are they from school?”
“n-no, i don’t know. i’ve never seen them before.”
talking about it again made you shiver, tucking yourself back in against eddie. you realised then that you were still wearing dirt-covered clothes, eddie seemed to notice.
“how about we get those hands cleaned up hmm? and a change of clothes?”
you nodded, climbing off eddie’s lap.
suddenly, something hit the roof of eddie’s trailer, startling you. you gasped, grabbing onto eddie’s forearm.
“don’t worry, it’s just a twig. they fall from the trees and hit the roof sometimes when it’s windy.”
you attempted to smile, releasing his arm from the death grip you had on it. “sorry.”
eddie chuckled, entwining your fingers with his. “don’t apologise.”
he sat you down in the bathroom, pulling a few essentials from the cupboard.
“this is gonna sting a little.” he held your hand out flat, cleaning your wounds with disinfectant on cotton wool.
you flinched at the pain, shutting your eyes.
“sorry, sweetheart.” eddie frowned, he didn’t like seeing you like this. he was used to your usual smiley, bubbly self in school.
eddie finished as quickly as possible, wrapping your palms in clean bandages. “anywhere else that needs mending?” he inspected the rest of your body, tickling behind your knees and across your collarbones.
you burst out laughing, pushing his arms away.
“there’s that smile i love so much.” he pressed a soft kiss to your palms.
“thank you, doctor.” you giggled.
“you can sleep here tonight.“ he scratched the back of his neck. “it’s nearly 4am.”
as soon as he said that, you realised how exhausted you were, the events of the night had worn you out mentally and physically.
“where’s your uncle?” you wondered.
“um, he’s at work. it’s just us.”
you giggled to break the awkward silence. you noticed then your face in the mirror, black streaks of makeup all down your face from crying.
“oh my god, i look a mess. eddie, do you have any makeup remover?”
“uhh, not really something i put on the grocery list, love.”
you laughed, shoving his shoulder.
“hang on, i might be able to find a flannel somewhere.”
you washed up, brushing your teeth with one of eddie’s spare ones. he gave you his hellfire t-shirt to wear, along with a pair of his boxers.
eddie averted his eyes when you walked into his bedroom, he’d never seen your bare legs before.
“sorry it’s a little messy, wasn’t expecting anyone.”
you giggled, admiring the posters on his wall and the little things around his room that were just so very eddie.
his bed was unmade, and you remembered that before all of this, eddie was sleeping soundly.
you climbed into his bed, sitting on top of the sheets.
you picked the bed side closest to the wall, farthest from the door, you felt safer that way. as if eddie’s body was like a barrier that could protect you from anything.
you waited for eddie, watching him closely as he changed into new pyjamas. he sat down beside you, and leaned against the headboard, a small lamp on his bedside table was iluminating your faces in golden light.
you pushed yourself up next to him, resting your head on his shoulder.
“sorry for waking you up.” you mumbled.
“don’t say that.” eddie wrapped his arm around your shoulders, his fingers combing gently through your hair. “never say that. anytime, for any reason, you come to me, okay?”
“okay.”
you both climbed under the covers. you were overwhelmed by the smell of him at first. it was comforting, and you tried to be discreet as you pulled the duvet up to your nose.
eddie turned the lamp off, darkness falling over the room. he turned onto his side to face you, his arm was holding himself up, elbow bent.
you felt trapped between him and the wall, in a good way. safe, even.
you stared at his figure in the darkness. you could only just make out his bug eyes, and his long, curly hair falling over his face.
it began to rain outside, the wet pitter hitting the window softly.
“promise me you’ll wake me up if you get anxious or scared.”
“i promise.” you yawned, turning until you were huddled into his side.
you pressed yourself against him, surrounding yourself in his warmth and smell. you wrapped an arm around his torso, clutching at the back of his t-shirt.
your hands were freezing, and eddie was deliciously warm, you just couldn’t resist. you slipped your hand under his shirt, pressing your cold palm and fingertips to the bottom of his back.
eddie hissed at the sudden coldness, his back arching further into you. you giggled against his neck.
eddie’s hand came up and held your head against his chest, kissing along your hairline. you could feel him smiling against your forehead. he was so warm and cosy like this, making you forget all about that stupid fucking party.
“you’re safe with me, baby.”
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oh
Eddie with a sweet innocent gf and he’s the only one that knows she likes to sit at the end of the bed and watch him jerk off, pulling her t-shirt up to give him something to work with and somewhere to aim
you pull away from eddies kiss with a sticky gasp, squirming in his lap. you're both kiss drunk. eddies flushed pink, lips bitten raw from your kisses. yours probably look worse. you wanna keep going but- this is all knew to you. eddie taught you how to kiss just a couple weeks ago. you kitten paw his shoulders as you pull back, "eddie..."
his hands squeeze your hips, gripping you to shift you off his lap. "think that's enough for today, baby."
you pout. you know hes right, but. you want more. you're not ready to go all the way but you're hungry. curious. you glance down at his jeans and notice his very prominent bulge, licking your lips.
eddie follows your gaze, "that." he sounds flustered. "uh. I'll take care of it later, no worries."
you bite your lip and shift on your knees, eyes big and doe like. "you can take care of it now."
eddie looks at you. his eyes are intense as they scan your face, take in every modicum of emotion you might be showing. his hand twitches on his thigh, moving up to cup his bulge. "yeah?" he breathes. asking. making sure.
you smile, eager. "uh huh. wanna see you eddie."
him saying "can you pull up your shirt, honey? show me those pretty tits."
groaning when they bounce free as you tug your shirt up, nipples swollen and hard from the attention of his full focus. his mouth pops open, fleshy and pink as he fishes his cock from his jeans, spitting in his hand and wrapping it around his thick cock.
his head thumps back but he doesn't take his eyes off you for a second, chest moving as his arm works. "love your body." he says, tonguing at his bottom lip as he looks at them like he wants them in his mouth. his cock is hard and leaking all over his palm. "drives me fucking crazy. wanna mark you up with my teeth. get your little nipples all wet and hard. fuck, baby- are they soft? cup em' for me."
you bite your lip, cupping your twin breasts and groaning at the same time he does when you squeeze the flesh. "so soft." you tell him, "they'd mark up so easy..."
"christ." his breath hitches as he swipes his thumb over his fat tip. "yeah, m'gonna sink my fuckin teeth in you...."
you whine, pinching your nipples. tugging on them.
"...put my mouth all over that hot body some day. god-" he whines. "-when i get my mouth on that cunt-"
you gasp.
"ruin you-" hes saying, hips jerking. hes coming, you realize, so lost in the image of his mouth licking between your legs. sp dirty and obscene and wet. "-eat you alive, baby- shit-"
you think you'd let him swallow you whole.
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fuck summer i want it to be dark and misty and frigid and october
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imagining fiiiinally having a vacation with frank and you go somewhere tropical. you end up just relaxing on the beach most days and in the beginning you feel really insecure.
the beach makes you feel ridiculously vulnerable. wet hair, no makeup, bikini bod. frank notices.
he makes you feel pretty and safe, and you manage to fall even more in love with him over the space of two weeks.
he can’t seem to keep his hands from roaming your body, even in public, and he compliments you every chance he can get.
he grabs your arse as you walk down to the water, squeeeeezing hard.
“frank!” you slap his shoulder, cheeks turning red. “all these people are watching us!”
“what?” he laughs. “how can i not when you’re wearing the worlds tiniest fucking thong?” he drags his hand down his face as if you’re torturing him. “damn baby, you’re making me hard in public.”
you blush harder, reaching the water.
it’s freezing, and frank pulls you into his side as you get past the waves and into the deep water.
he looks fucking gorgeous, tanned body, his hair slicked back from the sea water.
he keeps a hold of you, wrapping your legs around his waist. you feel weightless in the cool water.
frank kisses you, your mouths cold from swimming underwater. he licks into your mouth, your legs tightening around his hips.
he does that thing you like with his tongue, and you moan, eyes fluttering.
frank chuckles. “did you zone out for a second there, baby?”
you give him a lazy smile. “maybe.” you kiss him again, franks hands trail up your ribs, his rough palms groping your chest.
you laugh, throwing your head back as you remember that you’re still in public.
“god. you look so fucking pretty, baby. you’re gonna be the death of me.”
you rake your hands through his hair.
“you really think so?” you think about how you must look, pale skin, hair wet and straggly down your back.
“are you kidding me? you have no idea how hard i want to fuck you right now.”
you burst into a fit of giggles, pressing your lips to his once more.
“well then-“ you drag your hand down his chest, pressing your cupped palm over his bulge.
franks eyes flutter shut as you apply pressure.
“you’ll just have to wait until we get back to the apartment.”
“you carry on like that and i’m dragging you back right now.”
you spend the rest of the afternoon lounging around on the sand, bodies pressed together as you take a nap in the sun.
frank gets needy through the afternoon, pulling you closer. he tries to use a towel to cover your bodies. his hands dig into your arse and his fingers threaten to go below your waistline.
you just laugh it off, pressing your face into his chest.
this is totally not based on my own experience of being insecure in a bikini haha *nervous laughter* 🧍🏻‍♀️
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SAFE WITH YOU
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summary: you get followed home after a party and eddie’s house is the first place you think of
warnings: idk, a group of boys follow reader home and grab her arm, catcall, things like that. apart from that just soft!eddie and lots of fluff
note: i find it really hard to capture eddie’s personality when he speaks 😭😭😭 i’m working on it i promise
you started feeling a little dizzy after your third drink. you didn’t even know what you were drinking, some blue liquid that robin had shoved into your hand.
speaking of robin…where the hell was she?
she had disappeared on you about 30 minutes ago, but with the amount of alcohol in your system right now, you couldn’t seem to care too much.
squinting into the distance, you saw nancy and steve standing closely together by a tree, red cups in hand.
you stumbled over to them, spilling your drink halfway down your top in the process.
“y/n? we’ve been looking all over for you!” steve grabbed your arm, keeping you upright.
“really!!” you shouted. “come on, nance, let’s dance!” you giggled, turning to the makeshift dancefloor around the bonfire.
“uhh-“ nancy pulled your wrist. “y/n, me and steve are leaving. you should too. it’s 2am.”
what??! jesus christ you were sure that it was only midnight two minutes ago.
steve and nancy stood staring at you, waiting for an andwer.
“nooooo” you pouted. “please, dance with me?”
“sorry y/n. it’s late. you should walk home with us.”
“ugh. whatever.” you walked away, hearing them call your name in the distance. you didn’t pay any attention.
looking back now, you were so fucking stupid for not going with them, you were never drinking again.
you danced by yourself instead, and you didn’t see steve or nancy again. not even robin.
by 3am, most people had gone home. you had sobered up a little and gained back some common sense. you really should go home.
you made your way to the main road, it was quicker that way.
you began to walk on the side of the road, realising quickly how quiet and cold it was. your feet dragged as you shivered - fuck, why didn’t you bring a jacket?
within a few minutes, you heard a group of boys behind you. you looked back - there were around four of them, you didn’t know who they were.
they were stumbling on the pavement - obviously drunk. they were shouting too, the noise making you flinch as they came closer.
you picked up your pace a little, trying to shake off the rest of the alcohol. you covered yourself with your arms, hoping they hadn’t noticed you. oh how wrong you were.
“hey, darlin’! where ya’ going?”
oh god - they noticed you. in fact, you could hear them behind you, snickering. how did they get so close so quickly?
your brain was telling you to look behind you, but you couldn’t, fear trapping you in a loop of one foot in front of the other.
it wasn’t until one of the men grabbed your arm that you reacted.
“stop, please.” it sounded like a whisper coming out of your mouth. you backed away.
“hey, pretty girl. wanna come party with us?”
ugh. the pet name made your skin crawl.
“no. i-uh…”
god dammit, why couldn’t you stand up for yourself?
one of them pushed a beer bottle into your face. “come on, don’t be scared darlin’…drink with us. a pretty lady like you shouldn’t be alone at night.”
he stepped forward suddenly and you stumbled back, falling back onto the ground.
your hands hit the ground forcefully and you winced in pain, pulling your skirt down as tears began to fall down your cheeks.
the men laughed, the evil sound digging it’s way into your brain. you scrambled to stand up, turning and running as fast as you could, dirt and mud all over your clothes.
you could hear them cat-calling behind you, and you prayed to god that they weren’t following you.
you could hardly see through your tear-filled eyes, but you recognised the trailer park on your right.
eddie.
the perfect person you needed right now. he would know what to do.
you half-ran, half-stumbled your way to his trailer, hoping you could remember which one was his.
you banged on his door, wiping the tears from your face as you straightened your clothes. you only just realised the cuts on your hands, bloody scabs already forming on your palms.
you kept looking behind you, feeling paranoid as you waited for eddie.
eddie woke to you furiously knocking on his door, the entire trailer shaking with the force of it.
he jumped up startled, maybe it was the neighbours coming to complain again, he thought.
he rubbed his eyes, trying to balance himself after he had stood up to quickly.
finally, eddie opened the door, his expression changing in an instant.
“y/n?”
god it was good to see him.
you stepped closer. “eddie, i-uh-i was at a party and, a-and-“. you couldn’t carry on, tears brimming at your eyes again.
“woah-“ he stepped down to your level, wrapping his arm around your side. he caught you just in time as you fell into him, your body collapsing.
he pulled you into his lounge, making his way towards the couch. you welcomed the warm air, clutching onto eddie’s t-shirt with grubby hands.
“it’s okay, it’s okay sweetheart, i’m here.” he sat down, pulling you onto his lap sideways.
you hid your face in his neck, silently crying onto his t-shirt. eddie was curious as to what had happened with you but for now, he was more than happy to comfort you in the dark like this.
after a while, your breathing slowed and you felt ready to talk about what had happened.
you lifted your head up, sniffling quietly. eddie cupped your face with his hands, the cold rings a contrast to your hot, teary face.
“you wanna talk about it?” eddie asked.
you nodded, shifting until you were sat up a little straighter. “i went to a party a-and got a bit drunk.” you spoke slowly, “everyone had left so i was walking home and these boys - they, they started following me.”
you felt eddie’s body tense beneath you.
“one of them grabbed my arm, they were saying stupid shit and i fell over and i just - i just started running.”
eddie clenched his fists, thinking about how scared and alone you were out there in the woods.
“holy shit. do you know them? are they from school?”
“n-no, i don’t know. i’ve never seen them before.”
talking about it again made you shiver, tucking yourself back in against eddie. you realised then that you were still wearing dirt-covered clothes, eddie seemed to notice.
“how about we get those hands cleaned up hmm? and a change of clothes?”
you nodded, climbing off eddie’s lap.
suddenly, something hit the roof of eddie’s trailer, startling you. you gasped, grabbing onto eddie’s forearm.
“don’t worry, it’s just a twig. they fall from the trees and hit the roof sometimes when it’s windy.”
you attempted to smile, releasing his arm from the death grip you had on it. “sorry.”
eddie chuckled, entwining your fingers with his. “don’t apologise.”
he sat you down in the bathroom, pulling a few essentials from the cupboard.
“this is gonna sting a little.” he held your hand out flat, cleaning your wounds with disinfectant on cotton wool.
you flinched at the pain, shutting your eyes.
“sorry, sweetheart.” eddie frowned, he didn’t like seeing you like this. he was used to your usual smiley, bubbly self in school.
eddie finished as quickly as possible, wrapping your palms in clean bandages. “anywhere else that needs mending?” he inspected the rest of your body, tickling behind your knees and across your collarbones.
you burst out laughing, pushing his arms away.
“there’s that smile i love so much.” he pressed a soft kiss to your palms.
“thank you, doctor.” you giggled.
“you can sleep here tonight.“ he scratched the back of his neck. “it’s nearly 4am.”
as soon as he said that, you realised how exhausted you were, the events of the night had worn you out mentally and physically.
“where’s your uncle?” you wondered.
“um, he’s at work. it’s just us.”
you giggled to break the awkward silence. you noticed then your face in the mirror, black streaks of makeup all down your face from crying.
“oh my god, i look a mess. eddie, do you have any makeup remover?”
“uhh, not really something i put on the grocery list, love.”
you laughed, shoving his shoulder.
“hang on, i might be able to find a flannel somewhere.”
you washed up, brushing your teeth with one of eddie’s spare ones. he gave you his hellfire t-shirt to wear, along with a pair of his boxers.
eddie averted his eyes when you walked into his bedroom, he’d never seen your bare legs before.
“sorry it’s a little messy, wasn’t expecting anyone.”
you giggled, admiring the posters on his wall and the little things around his room that were just so very eddie.
his bed was unmade, and you remembered that before all of this, eddie was sleeping soundly.
you climbed into his bed, sitting on top of the sheets.
you picked the bed side closest to the wall, farthest from the door, you felt safer that way. as if eddie’s body was like a barrier that could protect you from anything.
you waited for eddie, watching him closely as he changed into new pyjamas. he sat down beside you, and leaned against the headboard, a small lamp on his bedside table was iluminating your faces in golden light.
you pushed yourself up next to him, resting your head on his shoulder.
“sorry for waking you up.” you mumbled.
“don’t say that.” eddie wrapped his arm around your shoulders, his fingers combing gently through your hair. “never say that. anytime, for any reason, you come to me, okay?”
“okay.”
you both climbed under the covers. you were overwhelmed by the smell of him at first. it was comforting, and you tried to be discreet as you pulled the duvet up to your nose.
eddie turned the lamp off, darkness falling over the room. he turned onto his side to face you, his arm was holding himself up, elbow bent.
you felt trapped between him and the wall, in a good way. safe, even.
you stared at his figure in the darkness. you could only just make out his bug eyes, and his long, curly hair falling over his face.
it began to rain outside, the wet pitter hitting the window softly.
“promise me you’ll wake me up if you get anxious or scared.”
“i promise.” you yawned, turning until you were huddled into his side.
you pressed yourself against him, surrounding yourself in his warmth and smell. you wrapped an arm around his torso, clutching at the back of his t-shirt.
your hands were freezing, and eddie was deliciously warm, you just couldn’t resist. you slipped your hand under his shirt, pressing your cold palm and fingertips to the bottom of his back.
eddie hissed at the sudden coldness, his back arching further into you. you giggled against his neck.
eddie’s hand came up and held your head against his chest, kissing along your hairline. you could feel him smiling against your forehead. he was so warm and cosy like this, making you forget all about that stupid fucking party.
“you’re safe with me, baby.”
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SAFE WITH YOU
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summary: you get followed home after a party and eddie’s house is the first place you think of
warnings: idk, a group of boys follow reader home and grab her arm, catcall, things like that. apart from that just soft!eddie and lots of fluff
note: i find it really hard to capture eddie’s personality when he speaks 😭😭😭 i’m working on it i promise
you started feeling a little dizzy after your third drink. you didn’t even know what you were drinking, some blue liquid that robin had shoved into your hand.
speaking of robin…where the hell was she?
she had disappeared on you about 30 minutes ago, but with the amount of alcohol in your system right now, you couldn’t seem to care too much.
squinting into the distance, you saw nancy and steve standing closely together by a tree, red cups in hand.
you stumbled over to them, spilling your drink halfway down your top in the process.
“y/n? we’ve been looking all over for you!” steve grabbed your arm, keeping you upright.
“really!!” you shouted. “come on, nance, let’s dance!” you giggled, turning to the makeshift dancefloor around the bonfire.
“uhh-“ nancy pulled your wrist. “y/n, me and steve are leaving. you should too. it’s 2am.”
what??! jesus christ you were sure that it was only midnight two minutes ago.
steve and nancy stood staring at you, waiting for an andwer.
“nooooo” you pouted. “please, dance with me?”
“sorry y/n. it’s late. you should walk home with us.”
“ugh. whatever.” you walked away, hearing them call your name in the distance. you didn’t pay any attention.
looking back now, you were so fucking stupid for not going with them, you were never drinking again.
you danced by yourself instead, and you didn’t see steve or nancy again. not even robin.
by 3am, most people had gone home. you had sobered up a little and gained back some common sense. you really should go home.
you made your way to the main road, it was quicker that way.
you began to walk on the side of the road, realising quickly how quiet and cold it was. your feet dragged as you shivered - fuck, why didn’t you bring a jacket?
within a few minutes, you heard a group of boys behind you. you looked back - there were around four of them, you didn’t know who they were.
they were stumbling on the pavement - obviously drunk. they were shouting too, the noise making you flinch as they came closer.
you picked up your pace a little, trying to shake off the rest of the alcohol. you covered yourself with your arms, hoping they hadn’t noticed you. oh how wrong you were.
“hey, darlin’! where ya’ going?”
oh god - they noticed you. in fact, you could hear them behind you, snickering. how did they get so close so quickly?
your brain was telling you to look behind you, but you couldn’t, fear trapping you in a loop of one foot in front of the other.
it wasn’t until one of the men grabbed your arm that you reacted.
“stop, please.” it sounded like a whisper coming out of your mouth. you backed away.
“hey, pretty girl. wanna come party with us?”
ugh. the pet name made your skin crawl.
“no. i-uh…”
god dammit, why couldn’t you stand up for yourself?
one of them pushed a beer bottle into your face. “come on, don’t be scared darlin’…drink with us. a pretty lady like you shouldn’t be alone at night.”
he stepped forward suddenly and you stumbled back, falling back onto the ground.
your hands hit the ground forcefully and you winced in pain, pulling your skirt down as tears began to fall down your cheeks.
the men laughed, the evil sound digging it’s way into your brain. you scrambled to stand up, turning and running as fast as you could, dirt and mud all over your clothes.
you could hear them cat-calling behind you, and you prayed to god that they weren’t following you.
you could hardly see through your tear-filled eyes, but you recognised the trailer park on your right.
eddie.
the perfect person you needed right now. he would know what to do.
you half-ran, half-stumbled your way to his trailer, hoping you could remember which one was his.
you banged on his door, wiping the tears from your face as you straightened your clothes. you only just realised the cuts on your hands, bloody scabs already forming on your palms.
you kept looking behind you, feeling paranoid as you waited for eddie.
eddie woke to you furiously knocking on his door, the entire trailer shaking with the force of it.
he jumped up startled, maybe it was the neighbours coming to complain again, he thought.
he rubbed his eyes, trying to balance himself after he had stood up to quickly.
finally, eddie opened the door, his expression changing in an instant.
“y/n?”
god it was good to see him.
you stepped closer. “eddie, i-uh-i was at a party and, a-and-“. you couldn’t carry on, tears brimming at your eyes again.
“woah-“ he stepped down to your level, wrapping his arm around your side. he caught you just in time as you fell into him, your body collapsing.
he pulled you into his lounge, making his way towards the couch. you welcomed the warm air, clutching onto eddie’s t-shirt with grubby hands.
“it’s okay, it’s okay sweetheart, i’m here.” he sat down, pulling you onto his lap sideways.
you hid your face in his neck, silently crying onto his t-shirt. eddie was curious as to what had happened with you but for now, he was more than happy to comfort you in the dark like this.
after a while, your breathing slowed and you felt ready to talk about what had happened.
you lifted your head up, sniffling quietly. eddie cupped your face with his hands, the cold rings a contrast to your hot, teary face.
“you wanna talk about it?” eddie asked.
you nodded, shifting until you were sat up a little straighter. “i went to a party a-and got a bit drunk.” you spoke slowly, “everyone had left so i was walking home and these boys - they, they started following me.”
you felt eddie’s body tense beneath you.
“one of them grabbed my arm, they were saying stupid shit and i fell over and i just - i just started running.”
eddie clenched his fists, thinking about how scared and alone you were out there in the woods.
“holy shit. do you know them? are they from school?”
“n-no, i don’t know. i’ve never seen them before.”
talking about it again made you shiver, tucking yourself back in against eddie. you realised then that you were still wearing dirt-covered clothes, eddie seemed to notice.
“how about we get those hands cleaned up hmm? and a change of clothes?”
you nodded, climbing off eddie’s lap.
suddenly, something hit the roof of eddie’s trailer, startling you. you gasped, grabbing onto eddie’s forearm.
“don’t worry, it’s just a twig. they fall from the trees and hit the roof sometimes when it’s windy.”
you attempted to smile, releasing his arm from the death grip you had on it. “sorry.”
eddie chuckled, entwining your fingers with his. “don’t apologise.”
he sat you down in the bathroom, pulling a few essentials from the cupboard.
“this is gonna sting a little.” he held your hand out flat, cleaning your wounds with disinfectant on cotton wool.
you flinched at the pain, shutting your eyes.
“sorry, sweetheart.” eddie frowned, he didn’t like seeing you like this. he was used to your usual smiley, bubbly self in school.
eddie finished as quickly as possible, wrapping your palms in clean bandages. “anywhere else that needs mending?” he inspected the rest of your body, tickling behind your knees and across your collarbones.
you burst out laughing, pushing his arms away.
“there’s that smile i love so much.” he pressed a soft kiss to your palms.
“thank you, doctor.” you giggled.
“you can sleep here tonight.“ he scratched the back of his neck. “it’s nearly 4am.”
as soon as he said that, you realised how exhausted you were, the events of the night had worn you out mentally and physically.
“where’s your uncle?” you wondered.
“um, he’s at work. it’s just us.”
you giggled to break the awkward silence. you noticed then your face in the mirror, black streaks of makeup all down your face from crying.
“oh my god, i look a mess. eddie, do you have any makeup remover?”
“uhh, not really something i put on the grocery list, love.”
you laughed, shoving his shoulder.
“hang on, i might be able to find a flannel somewhere.”
you washed up, brushing your teeth with one of eddie’s spare ones. he gave you his hellfire t-shirt to wear, along with a pair of his boxers.
eddie averted his eyes when you walked into his bedroom, he’d never seen your bare legs before.
“sorry it’s a little messy, wasn’t expecting anyone.”
you giggled, admiring the posters on his wall and the little things around his room that were just so very eddie.
his bed was unmade, and you remembered that before all of this, eddie was sleeping soundly.
you climbed into his bed, sitting on top of the sheets.
you picked the bed side closest to the wall, farthest from the door, you felt safer that way. as if eddie’s body was like a barrier that could protect you from anything.
you waited for eddie, watching him closely as he changed into new pyjamas. he sat down beside you, and leaned against the headboard, a small lamp on his bedside table was iluminating your faces in golden light.
you pushed yourself up next to him, resting your head on his shoulder.
“sorry for waking you up.” you mumbled.
“don’t say that.” eddie wrapped his arm around your shoulders, his fingers combing gently through your hair. “never say that. anytime, for any reason, you come to me, okay?”
“okay.”
you both climbed under the covers. you were overwhelmed by the smell of him at first. it was comforting, and you tried to be discreet as you pulled the duvet up to your nose.
eddie turned the lamp off, darkness falling over the room. he turned onto his side to face you, his arm was holding himself up, elbow bent.
you felt trapped between him and the wall, in a good way. safe, even.
you stared at his figure in the darkness. you could only just make out his bug eyes, and his long, curly hair falling over his face.
it began to rain outside, the wet pitter hitting the window softly.
“promise me you’ll wake me up if you get anxious or scared.”
“i promise.” you yawned, turning until you were huddled into his side.
you pressed yourself against him, surrounding yourself in his warmth and smell. you wrapped an arm around his torso, clutching at the back of his t-shirt.
your hands were freezing, and eddie was deliciously warm, you just couldn’t resist. you slipped your hand under his shirt, pressing your cold palm and fingertips to the bottom of his back.
eddie hissed at the sudden coldness, his back arching further into you. you giggled against his neck.
eddie’s hand came up and held your head against his chest, kissing along your hairline. you could feel him smiling against your forehead. he was so warm and cosy like this, making you forget all about that stupid fucking party.
“you’re safe with me, baby.”
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i keep thinking about eddie inviting you round early on a sunday to just chill in bed 😩😩😩 he’d be all groany and sleepy, his eyes half closed as he tucks you into his side and lets you fall asleep on his chest
he rings you up at like 7am, his voice filled with sleep and groggy over the phone.
“eddie?? you do realise that it’s 7am, right?” you yawn, pulling yourself up in bed.
“can you come over pleaaaseee. i wanna cuddle with you baby.”
he was such a softie, you could basically see him pouting over the phone.
“okay, fine.” you rolled your eyes, secretly excited.
you rushed over to eddie’s with your pyjamas still on. he had left the door unlocked and you made your way to his bedroom, silently creeping in.
eddie was fast asleep on his stomach, his mouth half open.
you laughed, climbing in next to him. warmth was radiating off his body and you attacked his face with kisses, waking him up.
a groan fell from his lips.
“good morning to you too.” you giggled.
eddie made some space for you, kissing your mouth as you tucked yourself into his chest.
he yawned into your mouth and you giggled, wrapping your arms around his torso and squeezing.
“i’m not letting you leave by the way.” you felt him kiss the top of your head. “ever.”
you laze around like that the entire morning, switching between sleeping, cuddling and having conversations, plus some lazy makeout sessions, of course.
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OH MY GODDD?????
If we're talking brat tamer Eddie can we talk about the impressions his rings would leave when he spanks you???
Like maybe the first time it's him playfully throwing you over his lap and giving you a few playfully, stinging swats to the butt, and then its a thing.
it's so hard to brat him >.< think he can sense when you're feeling antsy, when you get snappy and short tempered. he knows by then how you act when you want certain things from him.
cw: discussion of bdsm elements. impact play talk. i feel deeply about eddie being a good dom, okay?
thinking abt how he lets you have an attitude all day, takes it in stride really, until you get to his trailer. you're pouting on his bed while he takes off his jacket, staring down at your hands with a little frown.
you startle when you feel eddies hand on your chin, cool rings on your skin as he tips your head up. he's looking down at you so gente. but there's something stern in his eyes too.
"we communicate when we want things, don't we, baby?" he asks, thumb stroking your bottom lip.
n your body kinda melts because you know he knows. of course he does. "y-yeah." you agree softly. one of his dark brows raise and then he's lowering himself to his haunces so you're at eye level, big hands coming to rest at your waist.
"did you communicate very well what you needed today?"
its simple question. one you already know the answer to. you bite your lip as you squirm on his mattress,, "no.." you allow, because you'd been a spoiled brat all day, and no one had deserved that. it was just still something you had trouble with vocalizing. and you can't lie to him. ever.
"are you gonna tell me now?"
his voice is coaxing. something about the way he speaks always unfolds you like paper. your whole body heats at the image in your head displaying what you've been craving from him all day. looking at his big hands, calloused fingers from his guitar strumming, and glinty chunky rings. you swallow.
"w-want you to....wanna feel your hands."
eddie lets out a little hum, and his hands run up and down your thighs. you're already trembling. he squeezes around your calves, bites his lip and tilts his head at you, hes so pretty, you think. he says, "they're on you, sweetheart. what do you want from them?"
you close your eyes. "want them to hurt me...wanna f-feel them be rough with me."
you're humiliated because. you know this is more your want than his. eddie is a service dom. he loves you. adores you. he doesn't really think about hurting you on his own. you know hes explained to you that he likes what you like, that he gets hard and turned on from how much you need it. that if you ever have the urge, to let him know so he can soothe it because he genuinely wants to. you know that, and its still hard to ask. to say it. who wants their boyfriend to hurt them?
"ah." eddie says, like understanding has truly dawned on him when he's known all along. since the first 'whatever' out of your mouth. "i see. and that's why you acted like a spoiled little brat all day, huh? you wanted my hands on you."
you start to shake.
"baby." eddies voice is so warm, he rocks forward on his heels until his nose is brushing yours, "hey, look at me. its okay. you like my hands, yeah? like how big they are. bet it makes you feel really small when i use them to put you in your place, hm? makes your head all fuzzy."
you feel warm and milky, you don't know. the shame slips away because he truly does just get you better than anyone else. explaining to you in words, unjumbuling your own convoluted thoughts for you so simply. you just nod. beyond words now.
"that's good. thanks for telling me, honey." he stand, the handcuffs around his belt clicking as he moves to sit beside you. you feel the warmth of his palm at the small of your back. "over my lap now for me, okay?"
its as easy as breathing, you think, to bend over his lap. you feel your skirt being lifted. his big hand on your ass, nearly covering the entire cheek. he leaves his rings on, you notice, and that makes you wet.
"gonna spank you," he tells you, squeezing. his other hand is cupping the back of your neck, to anchor you. "you weren't very well behaved for me today. my good girl left. think she needs a heavy hand to beat the attitude out of her till' she comes back."
the pressure on your neck increases slightly, "stay still. If you try to run from it, I'll start over, understood?"
you breathe out. "yes, sir."
"Mm"
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harrylovex · 2 years
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guys send me more eddie blurb requests or just random smutty thoughts about him i actuallyyy loveeee writing short stuff hehehhhej
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harrylovex · 2 years
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anything marked with a * contains 18+ content
fics:
safe with you*
requests:
reader sleeps at eddies and is afraid of the dark
moving away with eddie after graduation
search “eddie munson blurbs” on my profile to see short little thoughts!!
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harrylovex · 2 years
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Here’s a request: how about an s/o who sleeps over at Eddie’s but they’re terrified of the dark and too ashamed to admit it?
oh my god i love this because i actually get scared of the dark all the time 🧍🏻‍♀️ and especially in eddie’s trailer in the beginning i’d be kinda creeped out
—— this turned out to be a little longer than i was expecting lmao
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eddie had invited you to stay the night.
of course, you had said yes, delighted. but truth is, you were a little nervous. eddie and you had only been dating for a month, and this was your first time staying at his house.
he didn’t know that you were afraid of the dark. he didn’t know that you slept with a bedside lamp on. you thought he might make fun of you if you told him.
so far the evening was going great, you had listened to music in his room, lit a fire outside, and made smores.
that’s where you were sat now, outside. eddie had found some camping chairs in the back of his van and you sat together, heating up marshmallows on the fire.
he pulled the underside of your chair until you were sat tight next to him, elbows touching as you ate the marshmallow-chocolate-cracker concoction.
eddie made you forget all about the darkness, he kept you close, feeding you smores every now and then.
it made you giggle, licking the sticky sweetness from his fingers.
it got to 10pm, and you both decided to watch a movie together. eddie, of all things, chose horror.
it started out well, you sat comfortably on the couch, blankets thrown over your legs. it was dark in the lounge, only the small light from the television iluminating your faces.
eddie kept you safe though, his arm wrapped around your shoulders. anytime the film would get a little too scary, you buried your face in his neck, squeling when something made you jump.
the film finished and eddie was half-asleep, slumped into your side. he looked adorable. you giggled, poking his cheek until he woke.
“sleepyhead.” you mumbled, pressing multiple soft kisses to his lips.
“hmm. what time is it?” he rubbed his eyes, pushing himself up the couch.
“a little after midnight i think.”
“wanna go to bed?” he asked. you nodded.
eddie stood up, “i need to pee.” he sauntered off to the bathroom, pressing a kiss to your cheek before he did so.
being alone in the lounge made you realise how loud the silence was. you could hear the wind rattling the windows and you became aware of how dark it truly was inside.
you drew your knees up to your chest, suddenly feeling cold. you looked over to where the hallway to the bathroom was, but you couldn’t seem to make out anything. it was too dark.
“eddie?” you called out, panic settling in.
no answer.
you swallowed, your throat feeling dry. fuck - why did he have to leave you alone in the pitch black?
suddenly, something hit the window, startling you. you shot up from the couch clutching your chest.
the room seemed to get smaller as you stood up, the only sound you could hear was the blood rushing through your head.
you ran towards where you thought the bathroom was, turning the knob just as you seemed to feel a presence behind you.
“eddie!”
the bathroom light hit you forcefully, your chest heaving as you came back to reality.
eddie looked round, his pants lowered a little as he finished peeing. in any other situation you would of laughed at seeing him like this.
he stared at you and you stared at him, you felt stupid now. it was just your brain playing tricks on you.
“baby? you okay?” eddie looked worried and he had good reason to be. you were clutching the door frame, your face a sickly pale white.
“yeah. i-um…i.”
how were you supposed to tell him that you got freaked out by the dark?
eddie finished washing his hands, walking over to you.
he held your face in his hands, bringing you into his chest as your breathing slowed.
“what’s got you looking so scared huh?”
you pressed your face into his chest, wrapping your arms around his torso.
“the dark.” you mumbled into his t-shirt. he didn’t hear you.
“what?” eddie smoothed out your hair.
“i’m scared of the dark.” again, it was muffled.
“can’t hear you sweetheart.”
you pushed your head back, looking up into his big, brown eyes.
“the dark. it scares me. always has.”
god, this was so embarrassing. you’re eyes started to tear up.
eddie looked out to the lounge, seeing how dark and dingy it looked. “oh.”
“i know, it’s embarrassing. i’m sorry.”
eddie grabbed your hands, “what? no, no. sweetheart, it’s not embarrassing. everyones scared of something.”
you gave him a small smile, a tear slipping from your eye.
“don’t cry, please.” his thumb brushed away the tear. “should’ve told me earlier. i wouldn’t have left you alone.”
he squeezed you into a hug. god — you must have been terrified, he thought.
you both began to get ready for bed. eddie held your hand the entire time, pulling you close whenever he could.
you laughed at his actions. “eddie, it’s okay. i’m okay now, promise.”
you truly did feel fine. it felt good to finally tell someone and get it off your chest.
“just making sure.” he kissed your forehead, his hand still in yours as you brushed your teeth.
eddie let you chose what side of the bed you wanted to sleep on, making sure there were plenty of pillows and blankets surrounding you both.
he pulled you into his side once you were both under the covers. one arm rested across your waist, the other across your shoulders.
you smiled up at eddie, your fingerstips stroking his hair on his forehead. he was wearing plain clothes and had taken his rings off. this was the first time you were seeing him like this. it was weird, but you loved it.
“you want me to turn a little lamp on or something, sweetheart?”
“no, it’s okay. i feel safe with you.” your face flushed with the confession. “just…don’t leave me…ever.”
“i’m not going anywhere sweetheart.”
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Could you write a Eddie one where the events of season four didn't happen (because better forget it ever happened), and he finally graduates and you and him later move out of Hawkins as his music career starts to take off
AAaaaAhhh i love to imagine this 🥹❤️ feel so sad and empty after his ending wwaaaah
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you watch from the many rows of seats as your boyfriend, eddie munson, collects his diploma from principal higgins. he then proceeded to give him and the rest of the students the middle finger, before running back to his seat next to you.
the principal stood in shock as eddie ran off stage, a cheeky smile on his face.
you couldn’t hold in the laughter, tears running down your cheeks as you watched him.
you were graduating too, and you could hear the rest of the gang giggling towards the back, dustin’s laugh particularly distinguished.
they had all come to support eddie. you were so proud of him.
after principal higgins had droned on about the last few years for what seemed like an eternity, finally, it was the end of the ceremony.
music played through the speakers as everyone threw their caps up into the air.
it was such a magical moment. laughter rang out through the students as you all admired eachother, people you had seen around school for the past four years. highschool had finished but everyone’s life was only just beginning.
eddie pressed a hard kiss to your lips, teeth clashing as you both couldn’t stop smiling. he didn’t waste any time, grabbing your hand as he starting jogging out of the crowd.
“eddie! we’ve graduated!” you wrapped your arm around his shoulders, laughing loudly.
“finally.” he grumbled. “now we can focus on what’s important.”
you and eddie had planned to move out of hawkins a week after graduation. you were moving to a bigger city, somewhere where eddie could kick start his music career.
a talent manager had spotted eddie’s band a couple of months ago, sorting out a contract for them on the spot. it sounded promising.
his band were moving too, although it was just going to be you and eddie in the new house. eddie had been very clear about that.
“i feel so…happy, eddie.” you rested your head on his shoulder as you walked. “it’s gonna be so good for us…for your band.”
he pressed a kiss to the side of your head. “i know, sweetheart. so lucky to have you with me. i wouldn’t be doing this without you.”
he was too good to you.
that last week was spent packing everything up in moving boxes, and hanging out with the gang for the last time.
eddie had told you that he wasn’t sad about leaving, but you saw they way he looked at dustin when everyone was saying their goodbyes. it broke your heart.
“promise you’ll visit us?” a sad-looking dustin asked.
“of course we will, every other weekend. we’re only an hour away!” you ruffled his hair, turning to hug the rest of the group.
you walked back to the van without eddie, letting him say his final goodbyes alone. you watched from the passenger seat as eddie and dustin bear-hugged. they had become extremely close these past couple of months.
the drive home was silent. you massaged the back of eddie’s neck, fingers tandling in his hair.
“you okay, baby?” you asked.
“yeah, i’m sad but not because i don’t want to move. trust me, i really really do.” he paused to smile sideways at you. “it’s just crazy how we’re really getting out of here sweetheart, we’re off to fufill our dreams.” his eyes were a little teary.
as soon as he pulled up to his house, you unclicked your seatbelt, reaching over the center console.
he wrapped his arm around your waist, his fingers pulling at your chin until your lips connected.
you hummed into the kiss, his lips soft against yours. your lips parted and eddie pushed his tongue into your mouth. he tasted sweet. he always did.
you pulled back, staring at his huge, brown bug eyes.
“i love you, eddie.” you traced his lips with your thumb.
“i love you more, baby.”
you both packed up the last few things inside, and by the time you were ready to go, excitement had kicked in.
you spentt the drive listening to your favourite tunes at full blast, eddie singing at the top of his lungs.
he held your hand the entire journey, clasping onto your fingers even when he was changing gears.
he pressed a kiss to your knuckles when you passed a road sign on the highway.
leaving hawkins…come back soon!
he smiled, turning to look at you.
“we did it baby! our new life begins today.”
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harrylovex · 2 years
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guys!! please send me any requests for small blurbs and/or scenarios with eddie 😩😩🫶🏻 i wanna write short and cute fluff/smut for my favourite boy
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