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[munsonsduchess]

Eat me Alive

summary: domestic bliss with eddie is interrupted when an unexpected visitor comes calling w/c: 2,046 warnings: 18+ Minors DNI, explicit smut, unprotected sex (don't do it, i'm warning you), dirty talking, bulge/size kink, praise, eddie munson in grey sweatpants, swearing a/n: so this was actually requested by anon and a few of you who liked the post mentioning a part two for the god and goddess of hellfire.

Not beta'd but a special mention to @pillow-titties who knew the american word for cooker. If you spot a typo or a mistake just ignore it, that's for authenticity.

(moodboard by me)

Eddie stood in front of the stove watching the bacon and eggs sizzle in the pan, a cigarette perched on his lips and his grey sweats hung low on his hips, his hair tied back in a low bun with one of your scrunchies. You were singing in the shower and it made him smile, he never thought this sort of domestic life would be for him but you'd gotten rid of all those negative thoughts.

You were singing to yourself mostly while you cleaned yourself up, summer had arrived in Hawkins and since Eddie had graduated he didn't need to worry about having to go back to school again in September so he was taking a few weeks to spend just the two of you before he got a proper job and started earning.

You'd been laid on your bed in your shared trailer reading Stephen King, the trailer itself had been a graduation gift to Eddie from his uncle Wayne and your parents combined. They knew you both wanted your own place and couldn't quite afford a house just yet so they'd spoken to the manager of the trailer park and had put a deposit down on an empty unit so you would have somethere of your own now that Eddie had graduated and you could properly begin your lives as a married couple. 

It was another lazy day since you had a few days off work to be at home with Eddie so you'd finally broken the back on the new Stephen King novel you'd been meaning to read. Something about a clown that was snatching up kids in a small town in Maine. You'd been engrossed in the book but apparently Eddie felt as though you weren't paying him enough attention so he had done away with your book and made you pay attention to him.

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He'd already drawn one orgasm out of you with just his mouth before he'd inserted his fingers into your sopping wet pussy. His mouth was still firmly attached to your clit, creating a vacuum with his lips as his tongue spelt out his name over and over again while three of his large fingers pistoned in and out of your drenched cunt. 

"Eddie - fuck, feels good. Don't  stop" you cried, your hips moving to meet the thrusts of his fingers. One hand fisting his hair tightly making him moan around you adding vibrations as he lapped at your core. His rings had been turned around so they faced inwards and were bumping against your swollen clit as Eddie moved to suck another bruise onto the inside of your thigh,

"Can feel you squeezing me baby, gonna cum again? Gonna soak my face?" 

"Gonna cum" you agreed, gasping as your back arched off the bed. Eddie's fingers curling forwards to hit that spongy spot inside you that made you see stars. His fingers worked you through your orgasm and as you came down to earth again,

"God you're so hot when you cum" Eddie groaned, palming himself through his sweats. You could see the damp patch on the front of the material and you bit your lip in anticipation, "gotta be inside you baby, gonna fill you up, have you dripping" 

"Fuck me Eddie" you rached out your hands for him and helped to discard the sweatpants, audibly moaning when his cock sprang fee and slapped his stomach. 

You'd always thought Eddie's cock was just as pretty as the rest of him, long and thick with a curve in the middle that helped him to hit your g spot. The tip was red and leaking and you wanted to run your tongue along the prominent vein on the underside of him, 

"You don't have t'ask me twice princess" Eddie lined himself up at your entrance and slowly slid himself into your dripping pussy, moaning at the feel of you clenching around him, "always so fucking tight, so wet" 

"S'all for you Eds" you wrapped your legs around his waist bringing him closer until his pelvis was flush against your own, "so big, stretching me out so good" you moaned. You loved the feel of him deep within you, the bulge in your tummy and the outline of his hard cock against your skin. 

Eddie waited until you started to wiggle your hips to let him know he could move. He pulled out almost all the way until just the tip was still inside you before plunging back in. His movements were deep and controlled, he wanted to draw this out for as long as he could but you wanted him quick and hard,

"Babe we can take our time later. I need you" 

"Who am I to deny my girl what she wants? What sort of husband would that make me hmm?" Eddie cooed at you as he lifted your legs so they were thrown over his shoulders allowing him to sink deeper into you with each thrust.

You cried out, hands gripping onto his shoulders and nails digging into his skin. Eddie fucked into you at a relentless pace, his hands holding your hips angling you so that each thrust hit where you needed him most,

"Oh fuck Eddie, right there" 

"Yeah baby that's the spot?" he angled you again and the tip of his cock brushed your g spot making you scream out his name, "that's my girl, always takes me so well" 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, Ed - feels s'good" your eyes were rolling back into your head as Eddie fucked you like you were a doll he'd bought in one of those back alley shops. You were there only for him to get off, his own personal sex toy. 

The thought made your head spin only adding to the sensations already coursing through your body. Sweat slicked and chest heaving, a combination of the summer heat and the exertion as Eddie fucked you, 

"Look at that baby I can see my cock in your tummy" he grinned, taking one hand off your hip to press down on the outline of his cock which only served to make you moan louder. Your brain had shut off by now, all that mattered was Eddie fucking you so good and the orgasm that was building in your core again, "awh what's wrong sweetheart? You too fucked out to speak?" 

Eddie loved knowing that he was the only one who had this affect on you, no one else would ever get to see how pretty you looked while he fucked you stupid. How it felt to have your tight little pussy clench around him, sucking him back in with each thrust. 

He could feel your walls fluttering around him and knew you weren't going to last much longer. Taking the hand that had been pressed against your tummy he began rubbing fast circles on your puffy clit making you cry out again and arch your back. Your body hurtling towards your third orgasm of the day, 

"Ed - gonna - god - gonna cum!"

"That's it baby, cum for me. Cream on my cock, make a mess" Eddie encouraged, he loved watching you fall apart. The look on your face was something he'd never tire of, no matter how many times he saw it. 

You came with a shout of Eddie's name before your body went limp in Eddie's arms. He kept a hold of your hips chasing his own release, it wasn't long before you could feel him cumming inside you. His hot spend painting your walls white, Eddie crumpled over you briefly, his cock softening inside you before he laid you back on the bed gently and pulled out. 

You whimpered slightly at the loss of him but Eddie shushed you with a chaste kiss. You could feel your joint fluids seeping out of your pussy, no doubt staining the sheets and the mattress forever but before you could protest you felt Eddie arranging your limbs before his weight disappeared from the bed. You heard the click of the camera shutter and the whirring of the machine printing the picture, 

"Eddieeee" you whined, "put the camera away. You have enough pictures" 

"No such thing princess" he shot back at you snapping a few more pictures before setting the camera down and leaving the room.

He returned moments later with a warm washcloth and cleaned you up as best he could. The washcloth was thrown into the pile of laundry by the door and Eddie lay next to you on the bed, his arms encircling you and bringing you close.

You were definitely going to need a shower after this, when your legs didn't feel like jelly, but that could wait. Right now all you wanted was to cuddle with your husband after your three amazing orgasms. 

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Eddie turned the stove off and scraped the food onto two plates. The shower had turned off a few minutes ago so he knew you'd be out soon and you were probably just as hungry as he was. 

Eddie grinned to himself, he had the whole day planned for you both. You'd eat, have a quick power nap and then he was going to see just how many times he could make you cum and if he could beat his own personal best. 

Opening the fridge however he frowned, you were out of milk and he knew you liked your coffee with milk and sugar,

"Babe I'm gonna run to the store!" he called down the hall, "Food is on the table!" 

Before he could find a shirt to throw on there was a knock at the trailer door. Not expecting anyone and thinking maybe it was a neighbour about another noise complaint Eddie sighed and swung open the door. Only to find Dustin Henderson standing on his doorstep with expectant stares, 

"I knew you were home!" Dustin said with a scowl, "dude you didn't answer your phone! This is important!" 

Without being invited Dustin walked past Eddie and into the trailer, he held a copy of the players guide in his hands. The teenager opened the book to a marked page and looked at Eddie, "well, aren't you gonna help?" 

"Henderson I swear to god - " 

Just then you emerged from the bedroom in nothing but an old shirt of Eddie's you'd cut up into a crop top and a pair of his boxers. Your hair was damp from the shower and hanging around you, dripping on the shirt and dampening it in places,

"Why is there a teenager on my couch?" you asked, "Dustin why are you here? It's summer vacation, go hang out with your friends" 

"I needed Eddie's expertise on something!" Dustin responded cheerily, "I figured you guys would be at home" 

"Henderson" Eddie started again, "I am trying to spend some … quality time with my wife, whatever this is it can wait" 

Dustin looked between you both. At the scratch marks fading on Eddie's chest and arms. At the dark purple bruises blossoming on your neck and your thighs and scrunched up his face in disgust, 

"God you guys are gross! I am so out of here" he raised himself immediately from the couch and headed for the door, "call me when you're done being disgusting" 

"You'll understand when you're older" you teased, "now go before I kick you out permanently" 

Dustin didn't need to be told twice and exited the trailer. Eddie all but slamming the door behind him, he groaned and slid his hands down his face,

"God I hate that kid sometimes" 

"Yeah well you're the one who got shared custody with Harrington so take it up with him" you shrugged snatching a piece of bacon off one of the plates, "he's not my kid" 

"If they're mine they're yours" Eddie argued, "you are the Queen of Hellfire" 

"Flattery will get you everywhere" you laughed, "but Harrginton is their mommy, not me" 

"Oh so what does that make me then" Eddie looked at you with a predatory gaze and you got the feeling you wouldn't be able to enjoy your home cooked bacon and eggs, 

"I'm not saying it" 

"You will" 

Eddie scooped you off the floor and threw you over his shoulder. He'd just order take out later. He had something more important to take care of right now

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[munsonsduchess]

Monster Smash

summary: you meet eddie at a house party and the night takes an unexpected turn warnings: underage drinking, recreational drug use (weed), face sitting, oral (f receiving), semi public sex (eddie and the reader are in a room at a frat house during a party) w/c: 977 a/n: surprise bitch! another halloween fic! honestly with the amount of ghostface content on tiktok these days it was kind of inevitable we'd end up here, i was originally just going to post the other halloween fic but this one wouldn't leave me alone

It was Halloween and you were having the worst time. You didn’t know anyone at this party your roommate had dragged you to, citing that you needed to get out more, the drinks were shit, the music was shit, honestly you were tempted to just sneak out the back door of this frat house and claim you’d met somebody if your roommate asked the next day. 

You sighed and took another drink from your lukewarm beer and pulled at the hem of the black dress you were wearing. Usually you didn’t feel self conscious in the things you picked for yourself but being, less petite, than some of your peers and wearing something your roommate had picked out so you could both wear matching costumes (you got to be the bad witch) in a room full of obnoxious frat bros made you feel slightly … less confident than normal. 

You were about to cut and run when a guy appeared in front of you wearing a Ghostface Costume,

“What’s your favourite scary movie?”

��The Exorcist, 1973. A masterpiece in horror cinema” you responded without thinking. You hadn’t actually expected anyone to talk to you, after being basically ignored all night

“That’s, yeah that’s a really good pick” the guy pulled his mask off and you found yourself looking into the face of the local weed guy, Eddie Munson. 

Everyone you knew, yourself included, bought their weed from Eddie. His stuff was guaranteed to be the best and not laced with anything it shouldn’t be,

“It’s the line from the homeless guy in the subway ‘can you help an old altar boy father’ and then later on when they’re in Regan’s bedroom and she says the same thing in the same voice. Chills. Literal chills” 

“Such a good movie. They don’t make movies like that anymore, y’know? Halloween, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Rosemary’s Baby” 

“Have you seen X? Or Pearl? They have the same kinda vibes but are totally modern movies” 

“I’ve seen X. Massive Texas Chainsaw vibes” 

“Right!” 

You ended up finding a quiet corner with Eddie where the two of you could talk about horror movies for the rest of the evening. You’d honestly never really found anyone who loved horror the way you did so it was amazing to be able to vibe with someone like this. 

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The party raged on into the wee hours and by now both you and Eddie were feeling the effects of the beer and few joints you’d shared. You were feeling pleasantly buzzed and enjoying the attention of an attractive man, even if it wouldn’t go anywhere. 

“It’s so cool that you’re into horror, most people get freaked out or maybe enjoy those like conjuring movies”

“Ugh. The Warrens are the absolute worst, by all accounts they just scam people and then use their stories to write books and make more money” you gestured widely around the room, “how fucked is that?”

“Totally fucked” Eddie agreed 

“You know I almost didn’t come tonight but my roommate kinda forced me to” 

“Remind me to send your roommate a fruit basket or something as thanks then” Eddie said, “cause this is definitely a way better night than I thought it was gonna be”

“It’s so cool to meet a friend tonight” you agreed, “but aren’t you like ‘working’ the party?” 

Eddie laughed and you had to admit you loved the sound. You wondered if he would want to still be friends after the party was over,

“You’re cute. I mean sure it’s great talking like this but honestly, I saw you standing on your own and seriously couldn’t understand why cause just the sight of you in that dress had all the blood in my body run south. I mean, the fact that you’re awesome on top of being drop dead hot is a bonus”

Your brain short circuited for a moment and you couldn’t quite believe what you were hearing,

“So, you wanna get a room?” 

“Absolutely I do”

Eddie smirked wickedly at you before helping you off the couch and pulling you behind him to the main staircase and along a corridor to an empty room. 

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“Sit on my face, come on” Eddie grinned at you, taking one of your hands and pulling you towards the bed. 

You followed the tug and threw one leg over the bed and balanced on your knees. Before you could even try to think about how much weight to bear down you felt Eddie grab your hips and pull you down onto his face forcefully. 

There was no way you could focus on anything but the way Eddie licked into you hungrily. His hands on your hips dug into the flesh there and you threw your head back with the intense feelings, moaning loudly. 

“Oh my god Eddie”

Beneath you Eddie made a muffled noise which you assumed was positive since he didn’t stop what he was doing for even a moment. 

You wondered briefly how he could breathe but the thought left your mind as quickly as it had arrived when Eddie’s nose brushed against your clit and you saw stars. 

Eddie continued to suck and lick you through your orgasm and the aftershocks, the oversensitivity made you want to pull away but Eddie held you firm coaxing yet another orgasm from you until your legs began to shake. Only then did he allow you to pull away and catch your breath,

“Holy shit” you panted, trying to regain some of your self control,

“That’s only the warm up act baby. It’s just you and me and no one is gonna hear you when you scream my name as loud as you want to” 

This was definitely a way better night than you’d thought it would be when your roommate forced you out tonight. 

After all what was Halloween without a few screams?

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[munsonsduchess]

Sugar Rush

summary: you’re chaperoning your little sisters graduation party but you only have eyes for eddie w/c: 18,221 warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI underage drinking (for my American friends anyway, where I’m from the legal drinking age is 18), alcohol, drugs (weed), swearing, heavy making out, grinding, eddie being kinda mean, oral (f receiving), mild exhibitionism a/n: so this was a wip from like last year but I redid parts of it and added the spicy stuff at the end and honestly I’m so happy with how this turned out. I really hope you guys like it too! Please reblog cause it really helps me out.

Dividers by @firefly-graphics and the moodboard is by @sweetpeapod who you should definitely check out bc her work is amazing.

People loved to say tha tx high school was the best time of a young person's life. Of course the people who said that rarely mentioned how high school loved to label people to better pigeonhole them into a certain box. Jock, prep, nerd, geek, freak. 

You’d loved Cheerleading since you could remember. The colourful uniforms, the energy, all of it and you’d been overjoyed when in your freshman year of highschool you’d been selected to join the team. It was a dream come true. 

Of course two years after graduating that dream had slowly faded away and been replaced by something much worse. You still loved the sport and your friends but the lifestyle you were expected to maintain was growing tiresome. 

You’d told your younger sister Chrissy as much when she’d joined the high school squad. Now in her senior year and having been on the High School squad long enough, she’d been sympathetic. You’d long suspected her relationship with Jason was the cause for the sympathetic ear and their relationship drama and eventual break up was not for the reasons most people thought. 

Then suddenly you saw him again. Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson as he was known had always been someone you’d been aware of, you’d been in elementary and middle school together and he had seemed nice enough. Though again not someone that you should associate with in your ‘position’ according to several teammates. Eddie was fine to buy drugs from and if you didn’t have the right amount in cash he was always so grateful for a favour instead. 

You’d met him at a party the first time. He’d been invited presumably just to sell his wares. You remembered your boyfriend at the time buying some weed from the curly haired boy and being grossly overcharged if what you heard was true. You knew Eddie didn’t like jocks and with how the basketball team treated him you didn’t blame him for overcharging rich assholes with more money than sense. 

You’d moved on after that. Graduated school, got into the local community college and set your sights on leaving Hawkins altogether. Well once Chrissy had graduated anyway, you weren’t about to leave her behind in the sort of environment your mother had curated. 

It seemed like fate to meet Eddie again at another party. Chrissy was having a little graduation get together for her friends, but like most events had been ‘crashed’ by the basketball team, the swim team, jock city. Apparently someone had told someone else who’d told someone else and word had just spread, Chrissy Cunningham was having a graduation party and so the house was overflowing with teens preening and boasting about what their parents had gotten them as graduation gifts and which college Daddy’s Money had bought them into. 

Again it seemed like someone had invited Eddie strictly to peddle his wares but things were different this time. People were much more wary after spring break. You’d invited your boyfriend Adam over to co chaperone with you but he seemed much more interested in reliving his glory days with the newly graduated boys milling about and throwing around off handed comments about how Eddie looked. 

The official story was that Henry Creel of Creel house fame had not in fact died at the hands of his father. Instead the budding child psychopath had killed his mother and sister and faked his own death to pin the whole thing on his father. 

He’d been at large ever since according to the federal agents who’d appeared on television and told all of Hawkins how he’d followed your sister back to Eddie’s trailer, Chrissy had told everyone that she was helping Eddie study since he really wanted to graduate this year, and attacked Chrissy again intending to pin the blame on someone else. 

Eddie had put himself between Chrissy and Creel but the madman had taken Eddie and left Chrissy for dead in the trailer. He then went on a rampage that week killing more Hawkins High students and eventually was caught by the authorities. Eddie had not been left unscathed as he’d tried to protect Chrissy and Creel had really done a number on him. Now Eddie had scars all over his body, and if the locker room rumours were to be believed he’d done it to himself in league with Creel, as a result of his injuries. 

Which meant that shallow people loved to take digs at his appearance and the scars, especially the ones on his face. Both you and Chrissy were quick to shut down those rumours usually, but tonight it just seemed that everyone wanted to poke the metaphorical bear. It was a combination off too much beer, too little sense and being provoked and encouraged at every angle that caused your idiot of a boyfriend to call out loudly for Eddie,

"Hey! Franken Freak!" several of the party goers laughed openly, you noticed a few who at least had the decency to look ashamed, 

"What can I do for you? Hasbeen?" Eddie called back, clearly unperturbed by being called out like that, your boyfriend however did not seem to take the rebuttal quite so genially,

"What did you call me?" 

"A Hasbeen, that's what you call someone who peaked in high school right? I hear you're working at the Gas N Sip on the edge of town these days. Thought Daddy was gonna get you into UCLA?" 

It was true. Adam had been boasting to everyone your senior year that his father was going to get him in the 'side door' at UCLA and that no one would ask any questions. Unfortunately someone in the company had already gone to the FBI with evidence of money laundering and fraud and the company went bankrupt months before graduation.

Adam and his family had all survived because of course they had. Came out of the whole situation smelling of roses while some poor guy got thrown under the bus and sent to prison for the rest of his life. It was still a sore spot. Which was evident by the vein pulsing in Adam's forehead and the look of sheer rage on his face. 

You decided to step in before you and Chrissy had to clean blood from your mom's rugs,

"Adam, baby, look why don't we leave the kids to it?" you tried to placate him by putting a hand on his arm and batting your eyelashes, hopefully if he thought he was going to get some he'd calm down. Not so. 

Instead he flung your hand from his arm and pushed you away, leaving you stumbling into the countertop,

"You think you're so fucking cool don't you freak?" Adam was up in Eddie's personal space now, challenging him. Thankfully Eddie seemed to be smarter than Adam and wasn't taking the bait,

"I think you need to chill man. Why not go with your girl? Have a little fun?" he laughed and offered Adam a pre roll from his little lunchbox, "on me" 

"I don't need your charity!" Adam snapped, 

"Wasn't charity dude, just trying to keep the peace" 

Honestly by now you were sick and tired of Adam, he'd been so nice in high school but then when you guys got a little older the niceties ended. He didn't want to go to the mall with you, he didn't want to hang out if you were with friends he didn't know from high school, not to mention that having sex was about Adam getting off and nothing else,

"Get out Adam" you said, making your way through the throng of bodies who had stopped to witness whatever was happening, "I mean it, get out and don't come back" 

"You can't throw me out. You need me" 

"The hell I do, get out of my house and take your stupid friends with you" 

Adam stared at you before scoffing loudly, apparently the whole thing was just so ridiculous to him that he had no other choice,

"You can have her Munson. Honestly she's a frigid bitch, never puts out" he laughed and several of his cronies laughed along with him, "whatever i'm out" 

As Adam left you breathed a sigh of relief. Honestly you'd been wanting to do that for so long and now that you and Chrissy were leaving Hawkins for Chigaco in the fall it seemed like the perfect time, 

"Well wasn't he a peach" Eddie laughed, "i think you're better off sweetheart" 

"Yeah i think so too" you smiled at him, "I feel about two hundred pounds lighter too" 

"Well that certainly calls for a celebration" Eddie offered you the pre roll, "on the house" 

"Only if you'll smoke with me" you said, "you're bound to be sick of all these kids" 

So that's how you found yourself sitting in your bedroom with Eddie Munson passing a joint back and forth alongside the bottle of good whiskey you’d pilfered from your Dad’s  liquor cabinet knowing he’d never miss it. 

“I never asked how you knew my sister” you said passing the joint back to Eddie, “why she was helping you study”

“I remembered her from middle school” Eddie laughed taking a large inhale, “that little cheer routine you guys did” 

“Oh my god I can’t believe you remember that!” You’d forgotten about it honestly, Chrissy had been too nervous to do the routine on her own so you’d gone up with her, “I taught her that. It was the first routine she’d ever performed publicly” 

“A family of cheerleaders huh? Was your mom one too?” Eddie asked

“No. She just likes to live vicariously through her children” you answered honestly. You’d long suspected the reason your mom had pushed so hard for you and Chrissy to join the squad is because she couldn’t do it herself in her own time. 

Eddie hummed a response and lifted himself from your bed where he’d been causally lounging and began exploring your room. He’d lift a little trinket and set it back down, look closely at pictures, trophies, it wasn’t until he got closer to your closet that he stopped. 

Something had caught his eye. Something white and green with a tiger printed on it,

“No way you still have this. Didn’t you graduate two years ago hm?” Eddie teased pulling the cheer uniform out, “let me guess your boyfriend is into it?”

“Not my boyfriend anymore” you said, “he’s a jerk” 

“You didn’t answer the question sweetheart” Eddie leered at you, “was he into it?” 

“Everybody’s into cheerleaders” you offered by day of excuse, it wasn’t a lie exactly,

“Do you still remember all your little routines as well? Even the middle school one?” 

You suspected it was the weed and the whiskey that made you snatch the uniform out of Eddie’s hands and take it to your private bathroom. Re-emerging moments later dressed in your game day finest, even if the skirt was a little shorter now on you than it was two years ago,

“I will have you know that I could have been head cheerleader if Mandy Anderson hadn’t been such a bitch and dropped me during practise in sophomore year” 

“So show me what you’ve got then” 

Now ordinarily you wouldn't have bothered with any of this, but right now? Well your pride was on the line … or something. So you went through the entire routine start to finish and ok maybe you added a few extra high kicks in for good measure, you'd dressed intentionally tonight and you weren't about to waste it. 

After you proudly finished Eddie was beaming at you and applauding loudly, 

"Well colour me impressed. Never did see the big fuss before but I'm a changed man" 

"You're just saying that" 

"Sweetheart you wound me" Eddie rather dramatically put his hand to his chest and clutched at his heart, "I don't think i'll ever recover" 

You laughed and walked towards where he'd slumped back onto your bed, still clutching at his chest,

"Never?" 

"Well, maybe" he grinned sitting up and putting his hands on your waist to guide you down onto his lap, "Never thought i'd get a cheerleader in my lap" 

"Well this must be your lucky day" you were incredibly close, your legs on either side of his. Chests practically touching, all it would take is for one of you to lean in just a little bit,

"Only one hit left, you wanna share?" Eddie asked, holding up the joint in his hands. His rings catching in the light,

"Sure" you sounded unsure of yourself, like you couldn't feel exactly what was going on. Eddie took one last drag inhaling as much as he could before a ringed hand came up to cup your jaw, gently encouraging you to open as he breathed the smoke into your lungs. 

You weren't sure who moved first but it didn't matter much when Eddie's hands were gripping your hips so tightly you were sure they'd bruise, his mouth moving against your own. He kept you firmly in place on his lap while he kissed you, only breaking the kiss to leave large hickies all over your neck. You'd have a time explaining those later but right now you didn't care. You just wanted more.

More of Eddie. More of the sensations you were desperately trying to chase. Making out had never felt this good before with anyone, especially when your clothed pussy kept grinding up against Eddie's jeans, the friction too much and not enough at the same time. Causing you to let out little whines when you'd almost get what you wanted but it was just out of reach,

"Awh what's the matter princess? Not getting what you want?" Eddie laughed

"Funny Munson cause it seems to me like you're the one having a hard time" to prove your point you shifted your weight on top of him, grinding yourself against the bulge in his jeans,

"Baby you have no idea" Eddie stood without warning and you wrapped your legs around his waist to keep from falling, "I'm about to rock your world" 

He deposited you back on the bed, your legs splayed open for him to see exactly what he had gotten flashes of earlier. The baby pink lace was barely covering anything but just enough to tease. It seemed to have the desired effect as Eddie groaned into your thigh.

That skilled mouth began covering your thighs in kisses, bites, like kitten licks to soothe. He made sure there wasn't a single expanse of skin that was left untouched, except of course where you wanted him most,

"Quit stalling" you gasped as he bit preciously close to your now dripping pussy, "come on" you wiggled your hips a little from where he'd pinned them to the bed but were instead given a sharp smack to the inside of your left thigh,

"I'm taking my time, gotta work myself up for the main course" Eddie grinned as you pouted, "patience honey, patience" 

You were sick of being patient, it wasn't just you who was eager. You'd seen the way Eddie was readjusting himself or grinding on your bedspread, so instead of listening you slowly put two fingers under the waistband of your panties and slipped them inside as Eddie watched, slightly awestruck. 

You were absolutely soaked and it didn't take much to collect some slick on your fingers and bring them back up to your mouth. Making a show of licking them clean,

"Oh that's good, are you sure you don't want some?" you asked perfectly innocently, as if offering to share your lunch with Eddie and not inviting him to have a taste of something else. 

Your ploy worked, Eddie wasted no time in dipping his head between your legs again and mouthing at your panties. You could feel his tongue moving along your folds through your panties but you wanted more, this wasn't enough,

"Tear them down, rip them off, I don't care" you moaned, grabbing at Eddie's curls as his mouth closed over your clit, sucking it through the lace,

"You're gonna be the death of me" Edide honest to god growled before doing just what you'd told him and ripping your panties down your legs so he could continue. 

There was no basking in your victory however as Eddie spread your legs further apart and buried his face between them. His tongue running along your folds and collecting your slick on his tongue, long broad stripes from top to bottom, he ate you the way he kissed you. Hungry for more. 

You tried your best to keep quiet, you hadn't closed the door and you really didn't want a group of drunk eighteen year olds hearing you get the best head of your life but Eddie had other ideas. His lips closed over your clit making a sort of vacuum, his tongue coming out to flick over the swollen bud making you arch your back off the bed,

"Lemme hear you princess, come on wanna hear you" Eddie mumbled into your cunt before diving back in, two thick fingers plunging into your dripping cunt as he licked and sucked around your clit. 

Eddie's fingers were far thicker than your own and much longer so it was easy for him to find the spongy spot that made you see stars. Once he found it he wasn't giving it up. Curling his fingers as he moved them in and out, the sounds of your sloppy wet cunt filling the room along with your moans. This was far better than anything you'd ever experienced before, it had always been a chore to make Adam go down on you but Eddie honestly seemed to be getting off on it as much as you were. 

The party downstairs was long forgotten as Eddie used his fingers and tongue to split you open, you weren't even sure how long it had been since you both came up here. The mix of weed and booze and the heady feeling from being fucked so good on just Eddie's fingers had you floating away, all that mattered was what Eddie was giving you. Nothing else. 

You felt it when you were close, that pressure building up inside you ready to burst. Like every inch of you was on fire, a string pulled taught and ready to snap at any moment,

"Eddie" you'd whined, hands buried in his hair pulling tight as your whole body flooded with sensation, 

"That's it Princess that's my girl, come on, cum for me, I wanna see it" his fingers moved faster, bringing you closer and closer until your release washed over you. Slick and spit dripping down your thighs and Eddie couldn't get enough, devouring every drop he could until you finally had to squirm away from the sensation,

"Too much" you'd gasped, "Eddie too much" 

He took a step back and grinned at you, the lower half of his face  soaked in your slick and spend,

"Sorry princess, you just taste too good I couldn't stop" 

A laugh bubbled out of you, he really had enjoyed himself. The fact that he was still hard in his jeans didn't escape you either, but before you could suggest anything to remedy the issue your attention was drawn to your still open bedroom door,

"What the fuck is going on here?" Adam was standing in the doorway, red faced and looking as if he were about to explode. You quickly closed your legs though it didn't seem to matter since Adam's attention was all on Eddie,

"Oh hey man. Look I'm sorry but I'm a little busy, kind of in the middle of something so I won't be selling anything else tonight" and with that he just, shut the door on Adam's enraged face and turned back to where you were still lying on the bed, "so, where were we?" 

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The God (and goddess) of Hellfire

summary: at a high school dance dustin learns some shocking news about you and eddie w/c: 2,049 warnings: language, eddie's dirty mind, mentions of the readers body (breasts) a/n: yeah so i was hoping to get something else entirely out this week but then my co author came home and also i read class ring by @eddie-van-munson which now lives rent free in my head and i had to try my hand at wife!reader. Not beta'd once again this is nothing but my own meandering thoughts and if you notice a typo or a mistake no you didn't.

(moodboard by me)

It was the first big high school dance the freshman were able to attend and both Eddie and Steve had insisted on singing up as chaperones. Well Steve had done so first of all and Eddie refused to let Steve go alone and "hog all the glory" though what glory he was talking about was anyone's guess. Still true to his word Eddie had marched down to the front office and demanded that his name be put on the chaperone sheet for the dance after Steve's, which is when you'd gotten the call to ask if you would come and chaperone Eddie chaperoning the kids. Something about a spiked punch incident in your junior year neither you nor Eddie claimed to have any knowledge of but you'd agreed anyway since if Eddie was dead set on chaperoning it wasn't like you had any plans.

You'd dug out Eddie's one good suit from the back of your shared closet and your best dress along with it before making a special trip to the dry cleaners in the newly rebuilt Starcourt Mall. It would be pricey to have your things dry cleaned but for an occasion like this you didn't mind dipping into your savings, Eddie always looked so handsome in his suit and the usual mix of weed, aftershave and cigarette smoke wasn't exactly the perfect combination for a high school dance. At least not the first one for Eddie's little Hellfire proteges. 

The school gym had been decked out in whatever theme the dance committee had chosen, as near as you could guess it was 'under the sea' but you couldn't be too sure. You'd been given punch bowl duties apparently to keep it safe from anyone with 'nefarious intent' according to Principal Higgens with a pointed look at you and Eddie. Eddie just grinned and slipped his silver flask back into your purse as discreetly as he could manage. It wasn't altogether boring being at the punch table, you had a good vantage point of the dancefloor and it was funny watching Eddie and Steve following each other around the dancefloor and bickering like an old married couple. 

"It's nice to see you back in Hawkins High" a voice said next to you making you jump a little, you'd been so lost in your own little world you hadn't noticed your former english teacher Mr Shields making his way over to you,

"It's an important night," you replied with a smile, "Punch? I promise nothing happened to it" 

"It's not that I'm doubting you but I seem to recall an incident with a punch bowl in your junior year involving you and Mr Munson" 

"Everyone keeps mentioning that. I have no idea what they're talking about" 

You knew exactly what they were talking about. You'd distracted the poor wallflower behind the punch bowl and Eddie had emptied his flask full of Rum he'd siphoned from his uncle into the bowl. You'd both denied it but of course you'd both ended up in detention because the teachers weren't stupid. 

"Well I must say married life certainly seems to suit you" Mr Shields continued, "I admit that when I heard about you and Mr Munson tying the knot so quickly I was doubtful but you seem to be flourishing" 

"YOU AND EDDIE ARE MARRIED?" the sound of Dustin Henderson yelling shook you, you hadn't noticed the smaller boy who was currently standing in front of you his mouth hanging open, 

"Dustin close your mouth you'll catch flies" you sighed pushing your hair out of your face, "and what are you yelling about? Of course Eddie and I are married" 

"Since when?" 

You looked at Dustin for a moment trying to figure out what sort of joke or prank this was. Had Eddie put him up to this? Or was it Steve? 

"Are you serious right now? Since two years ago when I graduated, you know that" 

"No I didn't!" 

"Dustin I wear a wedding ring!" you showed the boy your left hand and the ring that adorned your fourth finger, "you've seen it before" 

"I thought it was a class ring! Or one of Eddie's!" 

As if summoned by mention of his name alone Eddie appeared beside Dustin looking confused, he looked between the boy and you furrowing his brow, 

"What's with all the yelling over here?" 

"YOU DIDN'T TELL ME YOU WERE MARRIED!" Dustin thrust an accusing finger in Eddie's face and scowled at him. Eddie's confusion seemed to mirror your own and you sighed, this was going to be a long night. 

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The dance had ended and now there you all were sitting in a diner across town. You, Eddie, the Hellfire kids and Steve Harrington who was giving some of the kids a ride home so had tagged along to the diner, 

"So let me get this straight, not one of you little idiots noticed that my girl wears a wedding ring?" Eddie asked, "you see her every week for hellfire!"

"Yeah but we thought it was one of your rings" Mike said as he looked around at his friends for support, "you've got a lot" 

"It's a small gold ring, Eddie's are huge and silver" you countered, "not the same thing boys" 

"We thought you were just dating!" Lucas interjected, "we didn't know we swear!" 

"Eddie your children are fucking stupid" you sighed, you'd had such faith in these kids. Well in Dustin, the jury was still out on Wheeler and Sinclair. 

A chorus of objections went up around the table and was instantly silenced by Eddie who then looked at Steve perhaps for help or to share his disbelief, 

"Don't look at me man, I remember you two getting hitched after graduation. Everyone was talking about it" 

"How did it happen?" Dustin asked, "how did you two get married?" 

"I mean we went down to the County Hall, stood in front of a judge, he said some shit, we signed some shit, we exchanged rings, we sealed the deal" Eddie said, "boy did we seal the deal" 

"Enough you perv" you swatted him on the arm and rolled your eyes, Eddie could be incorrigible when he got worked up.

"That's not what I meant" Dustin argued, seeming to miss Eddie's innuendo, "like how did you get together? How did you decide you wanted to get married?" 

"Well if you ask Eds it was the summer we turned twelve and my tits came in" you said simply taking a sip of the soda the waitress placed in front of you, "you still have dreams about that little white two piece dontcha Eddie?" you teased, 

"God do I" he agreed, "honestly you've never seen anything like it, that summer was hot as shit and we spent all day in that goddamn pool till they kicked us out. Your mom had gotten that little two piece in JC Fuckin' Pennys and I swear to god I had a boner all summer" 

"Ew, gross" 

"Come on man I'm trying to eat here" 

"That's not even possible" 

"I'm not being literal you idiots" Eddie scowled, "anyway, yeah you're right your tits had just come in and I swear to god it was like seeing heaven for the first time. I had to do a double take the first time I saw ya cause there was no way in hell you could be the same chick I grew up with" 

"That was the summer eddie realised his best friend was actually a girl" you laughed, "not just some dorky thing that followed him everywhere" 

"You weren't dorky" 

"Baby I was the definition of dorky" 

"Anyway!" it was Eddie's turn to roll his eyes, and to steal a french fry off your plate, "the sight of you in that little swimsuit is burned into my brain and has kept me company through some very lonely nights" 

"Not to mention extended bathroom breaks and extra long showers" you added, "walls in trailers are thin babe, I hear everything" 

Steve pushed his plate away from him and frowned at you both. This is why you guys didn't hang out more, you were as bad as each other, 

"We didn't get together till freshman year of highschool though" 

"Yeah till my brand new bookbag suddenly came apart at the seams and all my books spilled everywhere. Weird how that happened right when you wanted to ask me out" you smirked at Eddie who at least had the good sense to blush, 

"I'm taking that to my grave" 

"Uh huh sure" 

The Hellfire boys apparently couldn't get enough and were begging Eddie to continue despite his embarrassment at how he'd asked you out,

"It was the same dance you little shits went to tonight. I was shitting myself every time Mrs Shelly came around yelling at us to make room for jesus" 

You and Steve shuddered collectively at the memory of the old Geometry teacher, more like a battle axe than anything else. She terrified everyone she ever crossed paths with. 

"That woman still gives me nightmares" you said trying to recover from the trauma that class had inflicted on you, 

"It's ok baby, she can't hurt you anymore. The old witch is dead and buried" 

"But what about when you guys got married? You said it happened after you graduated two years ago, that leaves a lot of time in between" Dustin interrupted, clearly impatient to get to the end of this story,

"Yeah, yeah, keep your panties on" Eddie said dismissively, "we were hanging out in my place and I floated the idea" 

"You say that like it happened so casually. If I remember right you were high as balls and telling me how much you loved me and wanted to be with me forever" 

"Semantics" Eddie waved a hand, "anyway, like I said earlier we went down to the Courthouse and the Judge squared it all away"

"We got my dress and your suit at the thrift store at the same time" you laughed, "the guy behind the counter didn't believe us when we said we wanted to get married in these clothes" 

"Wait, that's your wedding dress?" Mike asked looking at your yellow dress, it was something that might have been in style a decade ago with it's flared sleeves and shorter length just about reaching the middle of your thighs,

"Yeah and Eddie's suit. He's only got one good one" you nodded, "so yeah, that's the whole story. Do you feel better now?" 

Dustin nodded enthusiastically with Mike and Lucas following his lead. Steve meanwhile stared forlornly at his hamburger. Before you could make a  comment about his actions the bell above the door in the diner chimed and a rowdy bunch entered, 

"We found you, Freak!" Jason Carver and his group of acolytes stormed towards your table and all at once the cheerful mood disappeared, "what it's not enough that you corrupted your own freak friends into selling their souls for your weird fucking cult, you have to do with these innocent kids as well? I expected better of you Sinclair" 

"Dude just go, you're not gonna like where this ends" Steve stood up from the booth and faced off against Jason, 

"What are you gonna do huh Harrington? You're not King anymore" Jason squared off against the older boy, 

"You heard him, you won't like how it ends" you backed Steve up with a dangerous lilt to your voice, you were having a good time and you didn't need this overblown Ken Doll to harsh your vibe,

"Ohh the Freak's girlfriend I'm so scared" Jason and his lackeys laughed, "why don't you ditch him honey? I bet I could make you scream better than he could" 

Something inside you snapped. You'd had enough of Jason Carver and guys like him, you'd dealt with them your whole life and tonight you were taking a stand, 

"See I have a hard time believing that. Cause you got one crucial fact wrong" you slid out of the booth and put yourself between Jason and Steve with a smile on your face,

"I'm not his girlfriend" and with that you punched Jason as hard in the face as you could watching as he crumbled from the unexpected contact,

"That's my wife!"

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[munsonsduchess]

Wardrobe Malfunction

summary: you’ve worn the wrong clothes to school today, but Eddie is there to rescue you w/c: 695 warnings: swearing, use of pet names (sweetheart) a/n: I just needed this to exit my brain honestly. I saw this post and then @kokoshka67 said something about it and yeah

You were panicking. You hadn’t expected to have to be in the lab today, the teacher had told the entire class it would be further down the line and yet when you’d walked into class this morning Mrs Campbell had announced you’d all be working ahead of schedule.

Which is why you were currently in the faculty bathroom trying to reach your mom who wasn’t answering her cell. You just needed someone to bring you a pair of pants so you could actually participate in class and not just fail outright because today of all days you chose to wear a skirt.

“Fuck fuck fuck” you paced the bathroom and chewed on the nail of your thumb, “what am I gonna do?”

“Not to eavesdrop or anything but I might have a solution” a boys voice called from one of the stalls. You hadn’t even known anyone else was in the bathroom, Mrs Campbell had given you special permission to use the bathroom to try and call your mom.

As the door opened and Eddie Munson walked out you stopped chewing on your thumbnail for a moment to answer him,

“What do you mean?”

“Well. The way I see it you need pants, I happen to be wearing a pair today”

“I don’t get it. Are you telling me you’re gonna give me your pants?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying. Well more of a trade really”

“A trade?” you quirked an eyebrow at the strange look on Eddie’s face,

“Sure sweetheart. I’ll let you wear my pants for lab and you can give me your skirt for English and we’ll swap back after. If you want”

You could only imagine the look on your face to be some sort of comical shock by the way Eddie laughed,

“Why would you help me? You don’t even know me!”

“Call it my good deed for the month” Eddie laughed, “so what do you say? Wanna trade?”

“You’re crazy Munson” you laughed, Eddie already reaching for the zipper on his jeans, “alright, let’s trade”

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What you hadn’t expected after your impromptu bathroom swap was Eddie Munson confidently strutting down the hallways of Hawkins High in your skirt drawing all the attention away from your ill fitting jeans.

If anyone was curious about where you’d squired the new bottom half of your clothing they didn’t say anything. Or rather Mrs Campbell didn’t give them time to.

After class it did occur to you that you didn’t know where Eddie’s English class was so you could swap back, you were grateful for the jeans but you did want your skirt back since it actually fit you properly.

You asked around and found Eddie outside the school on an old bench behind the football field,

“You know I think I might have to get a few of these” Eddie said instead of hello, “I feel so mobile” he demonstrated his new found mobility with an imitation of a cheerleading high kick which made you laugh loudly when he lost his balance and fell onto the grass below,

“Might be a little advanced for you” you said in between laughing, “maybe you should give me the skirt back”

“What if I wanna trade something again?” Eddie said with a smirk, “what then?”

“What else do you want to trade?” you asked, “notes in class?”

“How about a date?”

“A date?”

“Yeah. You can pick what you wanna trade it for”

You couldn’t help but laugh again. Eddie seemed so earnest,

“Alright, I'll trade for a date. How about my number?”

“Seems like a fair trade to me sweetheart”

“I still want my skirt back” you told him as you input your number into his phone,

“I don’t know. Seeing you in my clothes is really doing it for me” Eddie whispered in your ear making the hair on the back of your neck stand up, “but I’m a gentleman, gotta get that date first” he said stepping away and holding up his hands

“Dork” you laughed again. You hadn’t anticipated this is how your day would turn out but you were happier than ever you’d chosen to wear a skirt that morning.

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[munsonsduchess]

Girls Got Rhythm

summary: eddie fucks you in his van after a show w/c: 2206 warnings: 18+ only no minors, praise, swearing, oral (f recieving), unprotected sex (you're smarter than that), slight spoilers for Vol 2 authors note: so how are we feeling Eddie Nation? That season finale was ... something huh? Anyway this is probably going to be the first of quite a few fix it fics from me because like Nick Fury said "I recognise that the council has made a decision, but given that it's a stupid ass decision I've elected to ignore it" Not beta'd all mistakes are my own and add flavour. We die like heroes. Please reblog it really helps me out!!

(moodboard by me)

The atmosphere in the bar was electric, bands had been playing all night and now finally it was Eddie's turn, they were the headline act in the Hideout that night. Long gone were the days of playing to five drunks and a group of hicks that wouldn't know good music if it slapped them in the face. 

Turns out being wanted for and then acquitted of murder was actually something of a reputation builder in the metal music community. It gave Eddie a kind of street cred he didn't have before and now people were coming from all over to watch Corroded Coffin play.

Throughout it all though he had you, his number one fan. As you'd tell him again and again. You'd been there through Spring Break 86, through Vecna, him almost being mauled alive by those demobat things. You'd never once left him or dipped out when things got out of control and there you were now standing right in front of the stage in possibly the most sinful outfit you could have conjured. Eddie felt his cock stir in his jeans just looking at you, of course that was a pretty regular occurrence on its own but seeing you standing there with your homemade Corroded Coffin  shirt, the shortest mini skirt imaginable not to mention your legs wrapped in fishnets leaving nothing to the imagination and Eddie didn't have to imagine what was waiting for him underneath that skirt. 

You smiled up at him as he took his place front and centre on the stage, the spotlight shining on him giving his fuzzy brown curls a halo which was at odds with the devilish smirk on his lips as he began playing. The crowd had been waiting for this all night and they were going wild for Eddie and for the band, this was everything either of you could have wanted. You'd both remember this moment in time for the rest of your lives. 

It hadn't been easy getting here, putting in hours in the bar waitressing and behind the bar. It was really the only place that would hire you both since you'd made it abundantly clear that unless both of you were hired then neither of you would work wherever it was and having been rejected by everywhere else you'd applied for, even the video store which Harrington assured you both would be an easy place to get hired, you were more than willing to put in whatever hours the management of the bar needed you to if it meant for one night a month Eddie could stand on that stage like the Rock Star he was always meant to be and play to his devoted fans. Even if most of them only came to see the guy accused of murder in such a small town. 

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After the set you knew Eddie would be helping the rest of the band carry the equipment back to his van since as big as they were in Hawkins no one else was going to help them carry their gear. Sure enough you found Eddie stood by the stage door slash delivery entrance. HIs hair was stuck to his forehead and the back of his neck with sweat but the smile on his face told you that he couldn't care less about that,

"Hey, can I get an autograph? I'm your biggest fan" you called to get his attention, "honest I am" 

"Baby you can have anything you want" Eddie grinned at you holding his arms open so you could slot yourself against him, "anything at all" 

"Anything?" 

"Name it" 

"Well in that case" you leant up on tiptoe to kiss Eddie softly, the leather in your boots squeaking as you did so, "you looked so good up there baby" 

"You look better" Eddie said, snaking an arm around your waist to pull you closer to him, "couldn't keep my eyes off you. I thought I was gonna have to jump off the stage at one point and let everyone know you're mine" 

"I think the amount of hickies you leave should tell people that" 

"Yeah but then you cover up all my hardwork with these" Eddie laughed, his fingers playing with your necklaces, "I think I'm gonna have to prove it again" 

You didn't need to ask what he meant. You could feel how hard he had gotten through his jeans and you'd be lying if you  said watching him on the stage hadn't had the arousal dripping down your own thighs. You loved watching him play whenever, wherever and tonight was certainly no different.

"So what are we waiting for?" 

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You had thought that perhaps Eddie would have told the rest of the guys that he'd arrange another way for them to get their stuff out of the bar that he'd take you home to your crappy little one room apartment and the murphy bed that squeaked so much your neighbour thought it was an infestation of some kind. 

You should have known better. Why would Eddie bother driving all the way home when his van was right there? 

Which is how you found yourself on your back with your skirt pushed up around your hips while Eddie knelt between your legs, eyes dark and hooded as he stared at your exposed pussy,

"Baby? No panties?" he breathed, casting his eyes upwards for a second to catch the way you bit your bottom lip as his fingers slipped through the mesh of your tights and ran through the slick forming between your thighs, "you're already so wet, is this all for me?" 

"All for you Eddie, love you" 

"I love you too sweetheart, I'm gonna love you so much" 

Before you could form a sentence your brain short circuited with the sound of Eddie ripping your tights and giving himself better access to your dripping pussy. You let out a moan when he used two ring clad fingers to swipe through your folds collecting your slick and using it to push a finger into your warm wet entrance.

A few mumbled obscenities fell from Eddie's lips as he watched his finger being sucked back into your waiting cunt again and again. How your hips bucked and searched for more, he never got enough of seeing you like this. 

Adding another finger he watched as you writhed beneath him, Eddie used his thumb to swipe against your clit and reveled in the broken moan that bubbled out of your throat. He knew he wasn't going to last long but he wanted to be sure you at least got off once before he did,

"Eddie, wanna feel you" you begged, "please baby, just wanna feel you" 

"Ssh it's gonna be ok" Eddie reassured you before readjusting his position so he could lay between your legs and lick a stripe up your weeping cunt. Removing his fingers so both hands could grab at your hips and bring your core closer to him. 

Eddie loved to go down on you. Loved the way your hips moved on their own and tried to ride his face. Loved the whimpers and moans and cries of his name you made as he tongue fucked your entrance, his fingers drawing fast circles on your swollen clit.

Your hands found purchase in his curls as Eddie sucked on your clit, his tongue drawing obscure patterns as your hips moved in a rhythm all their own chasing the high you could feel coiling in your gut. That white hot heat spreading through your veins as Eddie curled his fingers inside you hitting that spot that had you seeing stars and clenching around his fingers like a vice ,

"So good for me" Eddie praised, his fingers slowing their movements before pulling out. You held yourself up on your elbows long enough to see Eddie cleaning off his fingers before releasing them with a wet pop, "god you taste fucking amazing" 

"Eddie - " 

"It's ok love. I just - I need you ok?" 

You nodded, this is what you'd wanted too while you watched him on that stage. Your legs squeezed together as you dripped slick onto the floor of the bar, which wouldn't be the worst thing cleaned off that floor tonight all things considered. 

You reached out and helped Eddie to undo his belt buckle and the zip on his jeans. He was painfully hard and he needed to be buried inside you. To feel those velvet walls clamp around his cock was the closest feeling to heaven Eddie was sure he would ever experience. 

He shimmed out of his jeans enough to push them around his ankle, you noticed he'd also chosen to go commando tonight although that might have more to do with the fact that both of you had been ignoring the every growing pile of dirty laundry in your apartment but you didn't care what his reasoning was. Right now all that mattered was there were less pieces of clothing between the two of you getting what you wanted. 

Eddie lined himself up to your entrance and leant down to kiss you as he pushed himself inside. Both of you grabbing at the other, your  kisses all tongues and teeth as Eddie bottomed out inside you, he waited for a moment so you could adjust until you rolled your hips to signal him to start moving. 

Neither of you was interested in taking this slow it would  seem as Eddie set a brutal pace almost right away. Pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in harshly filling you up to the brim each time. His tip kissed your cervix as he searched for that spot inside he'd reached with his fingers earlier. The spot that had you clawing at his back, thanking whatever gods that he'd chosen to play that night in a loose black tank top instead of his usual layers of shirts and jackets. 

The sounds of moaning and skin slapping against skin filled the back of the van and you were sure people would have noticed the movement inside from the outside but if anyone did notice what you two were up to they said nothing. 

You could feel that coil in your stomach tightening again as Eddie's cock brushed against your sweet spot,

"M'close Eddie" you gasped, "m'so close" 

"Cum for me sweetheart" he breathed into your ear as his fingers circled your clit harshly once again drawing your climax. You clenched around him as your back arched and you came with a cry of his name on your lips.

With your sweet walls milking him for all he was worth Eddie's own release wasn't far behind yours as he filled you with his hot spend. Your walls fluttered around him as warmth spread through your limbs, nothing but fog and static in your brain as your orgasm took a hold of your body. 

When you came back down you found Eddie knelt between your legs again, polaroid in hand as he snapped a picture of your mixed release dripping out of your puffy pussy, "so fucking beautiful" 

When he had taken enough pictures Eddie sat the camera back down before gently using his index and ring  fingers to scoop up your mixed fluids and push them back into your swollen cunt, 

"Eddie" you whined, 

"I know sweetheart I know" he placed a chaste kiss on your cheek before fishing some cigarettes out of the glove box, lighting one and offering it to you which you took gratefully. 

Eddie watched as you inhaled the smoke before exhaling it in small clouds. He loved watching you smoke, loved the way you held the cigarette so carefully in poised fingers, the way you'd close your eyes when you drew in and the way you exhaled because you'd seen Frenchie do it in Grease and taught yourself to exhale exactly like she did.

"You're staring Eds" you teased, breaking him out of his revelry, "my tits aren't even out" 

"Do I need an excuse to stare at my beautiful girlfriend?" he shot back, his smile lighting up the small space between you, "that's what I thought" 

You laughed and Eddie wondered if he could record the sound and just play it forever, like the Mayfield kis and her Kate Bush tape,

"Hey, I was thinking" you said, sitting upright and stretching slightly to alleviate the kink in your back from being railed in the back of the van, "you wanna see that vampire movie tomorrow? Since we're both off" 

"Whatever you want Princess" Eddie agreed instantly, he would do anything she asked of him,

"Good cause Steve wanted to double date with this girl he's been seeing - " Eddie cut you off with a loud groan and flopped dramatically onto the floor of the van, 

"Why do we have'ta go with Harrginton? Why can't it just be us?" 

"Tell you what if you say yes to this I'll say yes to anything you want to do tonight when we get home" 

"Anything?" 

"Anything" 

"Oh you're on princess, you're on" Eddie's eyes sparkled with mischief and you laughed again.

 God you loved this over dramatic dork. 

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[munsonsduchess]

Scrunchie Love

summary: you go to a halloween gig at the hideout and meet eddie after the show who needs some help with his hair w/c: 1,591 warnings: smoking, mentions of a serial killer, the reader briefly feels scared to be alone with eddie a/n: holy shit would you look at that? i am indeed, alive! i'm as shocked as you guys are! honestly i have just had zero motivation to write anything since the summer but i wanted to make sure i posted something for halloween so enjoy!

The air was thick with stale sweat, stale beer and stale smoke as you pushed your way through the crowd for the exit and the promise of fresh air. You’d seen all you’d came to see that evening and had no intention of sticking around longer than necessary. 

The hideout was a small, dingy bar at the best of times but the owner filled it to capacity and then some for nights like this. Halloween was always the one night a year they could be sure of a crowd, even more so since Corroded Coffin had sprung to fame when their guitarist was accused of murder. 

After the real murderer was caught and Eddie Munson’s name had been officially cleared by the shady looking government types who’d swarmed Hawkins after the fact, the owner of the Hideout was only to happy to let the band start playing again. Any attention is good attention after all. 

It was hard enough to get access to new music in the current day and age , with mothers crying on the news about their poor innocent children being “taken in” by the devil’s music or Preachers at pulpits warning against letting anything ‘impure’ into the home. It didn’t help that in the middle of nowhere Middle America it took longer for new music to reach the record stores and radio stations than it did in the big cities or even Indianapolis itself. 

So there you were standing outside a dive bar in a town you didn’t live in because you’d heard about a show and wanted to see if the band lived up to the hype.

They did. 

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Eddie was grinning from ear to ear after their set, Halloween really was the best night of the year. He’d been a little hesitant, of course, to play to a crowd this big. With the resentment that had built in town for him and by extension the band because of their visible difference from the modern mainstream even before Vecna and the upside down and Chrissy Cunningham, an unlikely comrade in arms who stood firm at Eddie’s side throughout it all and maintained his innocence to anyone who thought otherwise. 

She’d come to see their show along with the rest of the Hawkins Monster Slayers or at least the ones old enough to be in a bar, or who’s fake ID looked convincing enough. She had flung herself at him after stepping off stage and exclaimed about how amazing the gig had been,,

“Eddie that was so cool!” She yelled over the noise of the crowd, “if you guys don’t get signed soon then clearly those big record labels don’t know a good thing when it rocks an entire bar like this!”

“You’re too kind Chris” Eddie laughed wrapping an arm around her middle, trying not to get her shirt wet with his own sweat

There were congratulations from the rest of the assembled group, Jonathan Byers offering to take 'professional' pictures of the band anytime they wanted for their first album cover. Steve Harrington offering his parents money to bankroll anything the band needed,

"They're assholes anyway, the money should go to a good cause" 

Cue Robin Buckley stating that she was the best cause and Steve should give her a thousand dollars so she could 'woo' the girl of her dreams. Nancy Wheeler adding that if the girl in question was only attracted to Robin for her money than she wasn't worth knowing.

Which somehow sparked a debate amongst the boys in the band and the others about what they'd do for money, or who they'd do for money. It was at this point Eddie snuck away for his post show smoke break/adrenaline crash panic attack.

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You were standing in the parking lot of the hideout shuffling from one foot to the other trying to get some heat into your body. The payphone inside the hideout hadn't been working so you'd had to walk a few blocks to a gas station to use theirs.

You'd hoped to be able to hang out in the gas station for your ride but were told in no uncertain terms if you were there for longer than it took to make your phone call that the store owner would involve the law. Something about the teens in this town not taking advantage of him again. 

You didn't get the time to tell the store owner you weren't from Hawkins before you were all but shoved back out into the cold. So you'd made your way back to the Hideout and commenced the 'keep warm' dance on the frigid October night. 

"Hey, are you ok?" a man's voice called, causing you to snap in the direction of the sound, hoping that you weren't about to be the latest victim of Hawkins' terrible luck. Instead you found yourself looking at one Eddie Munson with a cigarette in his hands, the smoke curling towards the street light above him.

"Oh, yeah, no I'm ok. Thanks" it wasn't that you believed the rumours but you still had no desire to be alone in a deserted parking lot with a strange man you didn't know. The statistics weren't great. 

"If you want to dance you should probably go back inside. Though if you've gotta use the restroom you're probably safer out here, I don't know about the girls room but the guys isn't exactly clean" Eddie laughed,

"I'm just waiting on my ride home" you told him, "they should be here soon" 

"You shouldn't be waiting out here on your own" he said coming closer, "especially not tonight, all the freaks and weirdos are out" 

"I'm fine really, I'm not gonna be here that long anyway" you repeated hoping he'd take the hint

"You're not from Hawkins are you?" Eddie asked with a laugh, "nobody from town would be out here on their own, I mean maybe if they were drunk or high enough" 

Eddie had gotten closer and you'd not realised that for every step he'd taken towards you you'd taken a step backwards, Eddie had noticed though. You could tell from his expression. Which made you feel like a massive asshole,

"No I'm from the next town over, Salem? I just came to the bar tonight for the show. You guys sounded great" you said, taking a step towards Eddie and hoping you didn't come across as a total dick, "it's so hard to hear new music in bumfuck nowhere you know?" 

"Oh yeah for sure, gotta be careful with all that devil's music around these days" Eddie joked crossing himself, "someone ought to think of the children" 

"Oh yes the children, they must be protected from y'know satan and stuff" you nodded seriously before the giggles took over, "oh my god I can't" 

"I'm Eddie" he offered his free hand that wasn't holding the cigarette and you shook it and gave him your name,

"I'm serious though you guys sounded really cool, do you have any demo tapes or anything?" 

"I mean not yet but I'm suddenly seriously considering it" he winked at you making you laugh again, "I mean a pretty girl tells you how cool she thinks your band is changes a lot" 

"I didn't say anything about cool" you teased, "but you're alright" 

Eddie clutched his chest with his free hand and stumbled backwards, groaning and making choking noises,

"I have been mortally wounded" 

"Oh no, whatever will the band do without you?" you asked, "however will they go on without someone so cool?" 

Eddie righted himself and pushed his hair out of his face, grinning broadly. The cigarette had fallen from his hand amongst his theatrics and lay burning softly on the ground, 

"Well would you look at that? I'm cured!" Eddie announced bounding back over to you before blowing some stray locks of hair out of his face, "sorry about that, my hair has a mind of its own and apparently wanted to be included in the conversation" 

You nodded before pulling the scrunchie out of your hair and offering it to him, 

"Well since this is a private conversation why don't you use this to keep the nosiness under control?" 

Eddie accepted the scrunchie gratefully and tied his hair up in a ponytail brandishing the ends with a flourish,

"I really think this is my colour don't you?" he asked shaking the ponytail around, "it's adding extra cool points to my rockstar image" 

You were about to reply when you saw your ride pull into the parking lot, you hadn't even noticed the time going by while you'd been talking, flirting, with Eddie,

"That's my ride so I gotta go but, I'm holding you to that Demo Tape" 

"Well if you're going to hold it over me, but how will I know where to bring the sacred item?" 

You grabbed a pen from your jacket pocket and scribbled your phone number on Eddie's hand, 

"You can call me when it's done. The scrunchie is collateral until then" 

“I guess i’ll see you then” 

“Count on it, Eddie” 

Eddie watched as you got in the car and drove away. He waited until you were out of sight before fist pumping the air, he couldn’t believe what just happened. Chrissy wasn’t going to believe it either when he told her. 

As a matter of fact Eddie immediately turned around and raced back to the stage door of the Hideout and kicked it open,

“Chris, holy fuck” this was too good not to share. 

He had a date. 

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[munsonsduchess]

Rockstar!Eddie x Popstar!Reader

You’re a pop music darling. Music always at the top of the charts, it’s catchy and people love making up dances for your singles on tiktok.

You and Eddie meet at an awards show and hit it off but decide to keep your relationship secret for the sake of both of your careers and keeping your private life private.

The only thing that tips people off is that your music starts to change to include stuff about a specific person and it’s spicy now where it never was before.

People go wild on social media trying to figure out who the hell you’re dating that’s making you put out so many spicy bangers.

Only one person on Twitter gets it but is immediately dogpiled by metal bros because “that’s ridiculous they’re not even in the same genre”

Eddie goes live on tiktok to say how he doesn’t condone the bullying and that good music crosses any kind of divide and just because you personally aren’t into an artist doesn’t give you the right to slander them online.

The live ends with you in frame and Eddie calling you babe.

You both deactivate your public socials and watch the internet have a collective aneurism.

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[munsonsduchess]

I Was Made for Loving You

summary: eddie is restless and can't sleep, you do not appreciate finding the bed empty warnings: tooth rotting fluff, vague threats, eddie munson is a warning in and of himself w/c: 711 authors note: the way my soul has completely taken over by this man, season four dropped what two weeks ago and i'm over here simping like i'm sixteen again. not beta’d we die like women

(Moodboard by me)

It was late, three am according to the digital alarm clock on the nightstand beside his bed, you were sleeping peacefully. Hair strewn around the pillowcase under your head and your soft breathing the only other sound in the trailer besides the scratches of pencil against paper as Eddie scribbled out ideas for his next and possibly final campaign depending on the grades for his finals.

The two of you had spent hours sitting in the living room of the trailer while Eddie's Uncle had been at work going over flashcards and notes you'd made especially for Eddie so he would be able to graduate this year. Given everything that had happened with Vecna and the Upside Down you both felt as though you were owed a break. 

Music played softly through one earphone from the tape in the walkman on the desk as Eddie worked. He'd been restless, unable to sleep, lying there staring at the ceiling and wondering if this really would be his year. That he would finally be able to take you out of Hawkins and make something of himself, to throw the label of 'freak' behind him and start over.

He heard the shifting of bedding from behind him but didn't register that it might mean you'd be awake, that was until he heard you call his name,

"Eddie?" the long haired boy turned around and felt his heart squeeze at the scene in front of him. You'd worn one of his old Hellfire shirts to sleep and it was even a little small on you so it had crept up your middle while you slept, "what are you doing?" 

"It's ok sweetheart, go back to sleep" he said softly, "I'm just working on some notes" 

You blinked wearlily at him and rubbed your eyes against the light on his desk. This was exactly what Eddie had wanted to avoid when he'd decided to use his restlessness for something productive instead of disturbing you.

He smiled and turned back to his work but was instead met with a pillow to the back of the head. Turning again to ask why you'd thrown such a deadly weapon at him Eddie was instead met with your scowling features, although the effect was somewhat dampened by the fact that you had a little trail of drool on your chin and pillow marks on your face,

"It's three am, the campaign can wait. Come back to bed" you said, voice scratchy with sleep, "i'm cold" 

Eddie laughed lightly to himself. There was no way you could be cold on such an unseasonably warm May night and he knew you were just using it as an excuse to get him to abandon his work,

"Princess –" 

"Now Eddie" 

The scowl on your face had been replaced with what could only be described as an adorable pout which honestly he was defenseless against which you knew all too well, 

"Psychological warfare is it?" Eddie laughed again, "well I suppose the freshmen can live a little while longer" 

Clicking off the lamp and stopping the tape in the walkman Eddie made his way back over to the bed shucking off his grey sweatpants as he went. When he finally did climb back into bed beside you he found himself pulled tightly into your embrace with your fingers in his hair, 

"It's gonna be fine. I promise. You're going to graduate this year I know it" 

"How do you know that?" "

Because I'm going to make sure of it one way or another"

"That sounds vaguely like a threat sweetheart" 

"It is. Now go to sleep. Moron" 

Eddie had nothing to say to that. It was true that once you had set your mind to something there would be no changing it regardless of what anyone else tried to do. With that comforting thought and the sensation of your fingers running through his hair, nails scratching softly along his scalp and the feeling of your breathing it wasn't long until Eddie found himself unable to keep his eyes open any longer and instead sank into a peaceful sleep and dreams of a new life with the person he loved most in the world. 

No more Freak. Just Eddie. A new man for a new life. 

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[munsonsduchess]

Rock N' Roll Dreams Come True

summary: you've been joining corroded coffin on tour and at a big show eddie can't keep his hands off you w/c: 2.767 warnings: 18+ only minors dni, swearing, oral (f receiving), use of afab language to describe the reader (pussy, cunt), p in v sex a/n: i love rockstar eddie with my whole soul and my whole 🐱so this one getting the most votes on the poll seemed like a no brainer, again i did take a lot of this from something I'd written before for a different fandom but i've edited it and changed some stuff

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(moodboard by me)

It had been a dream come true when the Band got picked up originally. They’d played small shows here and there at first, bigger bars than the hideout, a couple local music festivals nothing mind blowing. That came later when Corroded Coffin had been asked to be the warm up act for the warm up act for a very famous band. 

Now here you all were, it had been ten years of climbing the ladder but Corroded Coffin could sell out an area almost as quickly as Metallica or Iron Maiden or any other band you’d care to mention. 

Everyone at home who had cheered them on, who’d believed in the band, they were the original fans. They might not be screaming their songs back to them in a sweaty crowd of metal heads or getting riled up in a mosh pit but there was no way Gareth, Jeff or Eddie could forget those friends who’s faith had never wavered. 

Dave the new guy maybe didn’t understand at first when a guy in glasses and pink Ralph Lauren polo showed up backstage with a girl who wouldn’t stop running her mouth in the most beat up pair of red chucks. Or why a certain hard nose reporter was only too happy to do fluff pieces on the band's meteoric rise to fame. He understood the California Stoners a little more but it still kind of baffled him when everyone begged one guy to take their pictures. 

This was Eddie’s family. Your family. The band and the Hawkins group. You were all older now, maybe not wiser but you would always share something deep, spring break 86 had truly bonded  you all for life. Most of Eddie’s early song writing for the band after Spring Break is what got the band picked up in the first place. 

So there you were. Sitting on a busted amp backstage watching the boys argue before going on stage. Eddie had apparently broken some sort of rule about being 'cool' and 'metal' to the point where the other three guys just couldn't let it go. Gareth had even decided  to document the 'crime' with his polaroid and now everyone was playing keep away while the photo developed and threatening to give it to the next reporter they spoke to, 

“You’re ruining my image!” Eddie protested, "come on dude don't be a dick" 

“You’re ruining your own image! You’re drinking out of a juice box! What are you six?” Gareth shot back, holding the picture above his head and signaling for Jeff to take it

“I need the vitamin c!” Eddie shot back, "it's not my fault  you all want to get scurvy" 

You couldn't help but laugh as Jeff took the picture and handed it off to a random crew member telling them to guard it with their life while Dave and Gareth wrestled with Eddie. This was the Corroded Coffin people didn't get to see, just four guys who loved each other and loved music, not the on stage personas, not what the media loved to make them out to be and  you were so fortunate you got to experience it all.

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The sound of the crowd cheering and chanting the band name sent chills up your spine and looking up at the others you could tell the band felt it too,

“Knock them dead babe” you smiled reaching up to grab Eddie by the lapels of his worn leather jacket to bring him down for a searing kiss, 

“Always do” he laughed before shrugging out of the jacket and draping it over your shoulders. A little pre-show ritual he swore brought the band luck and with how the tour had been going so far, no one could fault him.

You watched as the band took the stage and the crowd went wild. Your chest swelled with excitement as Eddie started playing, a wink thrown to you waiting there for him before his attention turned to the rest of the band and all that nervous energy transformed into an unbelievable stage presence.

You’d read every article that came out about the boys and  saved every article you’d found, clipped from magazines and pasted into a scrapbook you were keeping so that in years to come when you were all old and looking back on the glory days of your youth, the boys could look back at their beginnings. Along with Gareth's collection of Polaroids, embarrassing or not. 

The articles that made you laugh were usually the ones written about Eddie and his stage presence. The way he acted when he was playing had these journalists convinced he was some sort of tantric sex god, they drew their conclusions from the energy he put out while on stage and how touchy he was with you after. The band thought it was hilarious honestly and put it down to lead guitarist syndrome, everyone assumed because Eddie played lead he was just this amazing lover who could never be sated and while it was partially true it wasn’t everything the assorted press made your relationship out to be.

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Eddie’s hair shone under the stage lights, his body covered in a sheen of sweat as he played his heart out to a stadium packed full of screaming fans. They were here to hear him play, just to hear their band. No one else. It had been a long time coming, from playing the hideout every Tuesday to a band of drunks who yelled and threw empty beer bottles at the chicken wire surrounding the 'stage' and demanded old country songs to being hare, now and playing a sold out stadium of die hard Corroded Coffin fans. 

His eyes flicked back to where you were standing, your arms inside his oversized jacket as you sang along to every song and danced along to the music. You knew every word to every song they played, you’d been there when most of it was written and Eddie swore up and down you were the band’s good luck charm. If you hadn’t been there at the club there’s no way the band would have ended up where they are now. 

Turning his attention back to the crowd, Eddie poured his heart and soul into their last few songs knowing that everyone else would do just the same pouring every ounce of their being into the music. That's what it was all about in the end, the lights, the crowds, the fame, it was all secondary to the music itself.

As the band finally finished their set before the encore they came back off stage to change quickly and rehydrate. Eddie had other ideas apparently and rushed at you, sweeping you into his arms ignoring your cries of protest about how sweaty he was and demands that he at least wipe down first,

“Need you now baby” he groaned in your ear, pressing himself against you so you could feel just how hard he was. The energy from the crowd had been unlike anything else they’d experienced all tour and Eddie needed you.

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ───── ⊰

You were giggling as Eddie stole kisses as he dragged you towards the band's dressing room, the rest of the boys staying behind with warnings that Eddie better not miss the encore and threats of serious bodily harm if he did. His kisses were heated the closer you both got to the dressing room, your protests about his sweat slicked body dying in your throat before you had a chance to voice them. Instead they surfaced as little moans as Eddie’s hands roamed all over your body, he pushed you through the dressing room door and kicked it shut behind him.

Eyes dark as they took in your form, your home made corroded coffin shirt you wore to every show since the first one you'd ever been to,  but above all you were still wearing his jacket and Eddie would freely admit what seeing you in his clothes did to him,

“Baby do you have any idea how hot it is knowing my girl is on tour with me?” he grinned, his hands reaching out to pull you in close by your hips, “knowing everyone is looking at you but they can’t touch”

His teeth nipped at your neck as he sucked a bruise at the base of your throat, his hands trailing down your body to push your skirt up around your hips. You moaned openly as his hands kneaded your backside, Eddie knew exactly where to touch you to make you melt into him. 

You pulled at the hem of the tank top Eddie was wearing and managed to pull it off with his help. As soon as the tank top was off Eddie’s hands were pushing you back towards the couch, 

“Gonna fuck you so good baby, gonna make you scream my name so everyone knows who you belong to” he growled into your ear. 

You let out a yelp of surprise when the back of your knees hit the arm of the couch, reaching out for something to grab onto so you wouldn’t fall but only grabbing air as you toppled backwards. Eddie smirked and licked his lips at the sight of your legs propped up by the arm of the couch while the rest of your body lay flat on the couch. 

Crouching down so he was at eye level with your throbbing pussy, Eddie pushed your legs apart and settled himself between your opened thighs. You could feel the heat of his breath against your panties, the sensation only made you wetter as you waited for whatever Eddie had in store for you.

It wasn’t much of a wait as Eddie’s large hands trailed up your thighs, over your panties, his fingers ghosting over the waistband. Placing soft kisses to the inside of your thighs Eddie moved his fingers along the seam of your panties chuckling to himself when he started rubbing his thumb against clit and hearing the moan you let out in response,

“That’s my good girl, be as loud as you want baby. Want everyone to hear you” he crooned fingers rubbing your soaked panties against your needy cunt,

“Please Eddie, need you, please” you begged, you wanted more than this teasing sensation. Needed him to stretch you out with those thick fingers, needed him. 

Eddie laughed at how needy you were for him. Who was he to deny his girl anything she wanted? His good girl..

“Since you asked so nicely” the sound of fabric ripping filled your ears before Eddie’s mouth was attached to your dripping pussy, licking up the slick from your folds and moaning at the taste of you. Always so sweet for him, he could stay here for hours and had done so on more than one occasion.

You keened loudly at the feel of him, his tongue working wickedly between your legs as he sucked on your clit like it was his favourite milkshake, “taste so good honey” he purred as he slipped a long finger into you.

“Please Eddie, need more” you gasped, “please, please” 

“Greedy little girl, you want more than this? Tell me what you want” 

“Need you to fuck me, need your cock inside me” 

Eddie almost gave in then and there. His cock was straining against the denim of his jeans, it was painfully hard but he was a man on a mission and he would not be deterred. Instead he added another finger using them to stretch you open as his mouth went back to work on your clit. 

The room smelt of sex and sweat, the sounds of your moans and Eddie’s fingers in your wet pussy filling the air to the point that you were sure the crowd could hear it from the main stage. It was music to Eddie’s ears and he wasn’t going to stop until you made the sweetest sound of all for him.

Adding another finger he worked them in tandem with his mouth as he found the spot inside that had you seeing stars and gripping his hair tightly in your hands begging him not to stop. You could feel the coil tightening in your tummy, you were so close and Eddie could feel it too with how your walls were fluttering around him, 

“That’s it baby, cum for me” he encouraged, his fingers moving quicker and quicker until you felt the pressure inside you boil over and you came with a loud moan of his name soaking both Eddie’s fingers and his chin. 

He didn’t stop until he was sure you had come back down from your high and you were panting on the couch trying to catch the breath he’d stolen from your lungs. 

Standing up Eddie quickly unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down around his ankles. He looked down at you, your face flushed and chest heaving. God you looked so pretty like this, all wrecked after an orgasm. Almost as pretty as when he fucked you into your shared hotel room bed every night. 

That was for later, for now Eddie needed you and he wasn’t going to wait. He lined himself up with your entrance and pushed in, gripping your hips tightly as he did so. God you were so tight, so warm, he had to be careful not to blow his load there and then. 

A string of curses left his lips until he bottomed out. The stretch was almost unbearable every time Eddie filled you but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t love the feel of his thick cock dragging through your pussy walls. 

The way Eddie fucked you like each time was the first and the last and he’d never get to feel this again, dragging his cock out of you until just the tip was left inside before slamming his hips back against yours. Again and again, angling his hips so that the tip of his cock hit that sweet spot inside of you. 

You were clawing at the couch, his arms, anything you could reach. Moaning loudly at each deep stroke inside, you were sure you could feel Eddie in your stomach and it felt incredible. 

You could feel yourself getting close again as your pussy clenched down around Eddie’s cock. Knowing you both weren’t going to last much longer he reached between your sweaty bodies and rubbed quick energetic circles on your clit encouraging you to come apart around him. 

It didn’t take long for your high to wash over you again and you were screaming Eddie’s name for everyone to hear as your vision whited out, Eddie continued to fuck you through your high his own not far behind as he released into you with a grunt.

You stayed like that for a moment as you caught your breath. Splayed out on the couch with Eddie’s weight on top of you, his head resting on your stomach. Finally he looked up at you with a boyish grin on his face,

“Fuck honey you were amazing” he praised, a small kiss placed against your belly button as he pulled out and you groaned at the empty feeling left behind. 

Eddie disappeared from your line of sight for a moment before coming back with a warm wet towel to clean you off with. He placed another chaste kiss against the inside of your thighs before helping you stand and fix your clothes and hair. Not that the other members of the band or really anyone backstage wouldn’t know what the two of you had just been up to. 

Reaching up you captured his lips with your own and smiled into the kiss. Maybe the magazines were on to something after all. The moment was broken when Jeff began knocking hard on the door of the dressing room,

"You have two seconds to get out here or I swear to god I'll kill you myself!" 

Eddie pulled the door open wide and grinned at Jeff's irate expression as if he hadn't just been fucking your brains out on the couch,

"Relax, I told you I wouldn't miss the encore!" Eddie gave you a quick parting kiss before following after Jeff to finish the set for good.

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ───── ⊰

Days later Eddie came back to the hotel you were currently crashing in with a ‘surprise’ for you. Peeling off his jacket he was able to show off a brand new tattoo, a heart with both of your names written inside. Eddie showed it proudly on stage that night proclaiming to all the world his love for one girl. 

His sweetheart.

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Three Men and a Baby

summary: when you leave for the day and it's up to eddie, gareth and jeff to look after rose sometimes there's just no telling what kids will get up to w/c: 2,773 warnings: eddie has a mini freak out, there's mentions of a bad childhood, eddie talks about being murdered, eddie feels like a bad dad a/n: so this is a day late because i had a lot of emotions yesterday but then i saw the sun today and things weren't so bad, this is another instalment of the God and Goddess of Hellfire and you can find all the other parts on my masterlist

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It was inventory day in the record store, why the owner felt the need for an inventory day in what was all but a failing business in what was all but a ghost town you had no idea. Sales had dwindled as people had left Hawkins en masse and those that remained all seemed to want to shop in the Tower Records in the Mall instead of the small independent one downtown. 

You understood more and more Joyce's initial outrage about the mall in the summer of 85, before everything happened. Truth be told you were closer and closer every day to putting your own resume in, at least then you'd be guaranteed hours and a steady paycheck.

As it stood you were still employed in Kenny's downtown and you would do your job until you couldn't anymore. Which meant Eddie being alone with Rose all day,

"You should call the guys cover, hang out, get some human interaction"  you'd told Eddie, "Miss Rosie isn't exactly up on her Ozzy vs Dio debate topics" 

Your daughter giggled in her father's arms as you tickled her little sides, her chubby little fingers reaching out for you,

"Gasp Rosie did you hear what Mommy said?" Eddie smiles broadly at his daughter, "you are the most proficient at debates!" 

Rose gurgled happily at the attention. She was definitely Eddie's daughter, and loved being the centre of attention,

"I'll take your word for that. Seriously, call the guys over. I'm sure they'd be happy to hang out. I'll see you both later. Bye bye baby girl" 

"Bye bye Mommy!" Eddie held Rose's little hand up to wave, "say bye bye" 

Rose babbled something that you were sure meant goodbye, she and Eddie stood in the doorway and watched until you'd driven out of sight,

"Well Rosie Posie I guess it's just you and me. Why don't we call uncle Gareth and Uncle Jeff huh? Does that sound good?" 

Rose exclaimed happily and Eddie just laughed. He would take that as a yes. 

-

The doorbell rang, sounding throughout the house. Eddie looked up from where he was currently changing his daughter and yelled through an open window,

"It's open! Come on in!" Eddie went back to the task at hand, hearing the door open and Gareth's voice call out for him with Jeff following behind, "I'm upstairs, Rose needed changed"

If you'd asked Eddie's bandmates and lifelong friends about his capabilities as a father they'd have laughed at you.  It wasn't that they didn't think he would be capable but given his less than stellar childhood, pre Wayne of  course, there was no way Eddie would even want kids.

Then you'd broken the news, Eddie did in fact want kids, this kid in particular. The kid who was currently laughing and wrapping strands of her father's hair around her fingers while he buttoned up her little black onesie,

"Ta da!"Eddie presented his daughter to the other two men and Jeff couldn't hold back a sigh when he saw the little bat wings on the back of the onesie, "Miss Rose just needed a little costume change, much more metal" 

"Dude she's a baby, she doesn't have to be metal" Gareth laughed, it was all for show of course. Eddie was just as guilty of buying those cute little floral dresses for Rose as you were,

"Nah man she's Corroded Coffin's number one fan. Most Metal Baby Ever" Jeff said easily, "just don't tell your mom I said that ok baby girl?" 

"Mama!" Rose giggled happily, she might not exactly comprehend what's going on, she's just happy to be included. 

—

The plan for the day was just to jam a little and see what inspiration hit, the band now had a standing gig in a bar in Salem that Eddie heard about through work. The Hideout ended up getting trashed when all the gates opened in 86 and they never really bothered rebuilding since it had been a dive beforehand and there was no way they were spending money bringing everything up to code after the 'earthquakes' so they just demolished the building. 

According to local town gossip they were going to build either a McDonalds, a new bowling alley, or any number of things that had long since been promised by the Mayor and had never come to fruition. Eddie had heard from Hopper that they were probably just gonna leave it as an abandoned lot, the police apparently had orders to just keep people out and make sure kids weren't running around in the rubble that was still left. 

Eddie didn't want Rose to feel left out while he and the guys were working so he sat her down at her own little table with some crayons and pages, 

"Here honey why don't you draw a picture for Mommy and we'll put it on the fridge so she can see it when she comes home" 

"What's the deal anyway? How come inventory takes a whole day?" Gareth asked, he had brought a pair of drumsticks with him and was currently tapping out a rhythm on an upturned piece of tupperware, "it's not like the store's that busy" 

"I dunno man, apparently the old man's always done it like this and he aint changing anytime soon" Eddie replied, strumming out a few notes on his acoustic,

"I'm kinda surprised the place is still open" Jeff said, "I mean the place in the mall is never not busy" 

Eddie sighed, it was something you'd both spoken about. You'd agreed on putting your government hush money away for Rose for whatever she wanted to do with her life, if she wanted to go to college, or travel. 

"Let's just focus on the music, I'd love to demo something new on saturday!" Gareth said changing the subject, 

"An amazing idea Sir Gareth!" Eddie's usual exuberant personality came back as he shook his head and put pen to paper, "let's write something that's gonna blow everyone away" 

-

The three men spent the better part of an hour writing and playing, throwing ideas back and forth, laughing, chatting, throwing wadded up balls of paper at one and other when something didn't work out. 

It was around lunch time when the group decided to take a break, stretch their legs, Gareth and Jeff were going to have a smoke while Eddie rummaged around in the kitchen to see what they could scrounge up for lunch,

"Alright Miss Rose, lets see what you've been working on" Eddie knelt down to look at Rose's table and the little scribblings she'd been working on. Nothing coherent really but Eddie figured he'd pick the most colourful one to put on the fridge and then pick one for Wayne and another for Joyce and Hop.

As he looked through the scribblings and started putting the crayons away so Rose could go down for her afternoon nap Eddie couldn't help but notice the black crayon was missing. It wasn't on the table, it wasn't on the floor or in the carton. As Eddie looked around he couldn't help but notice Rose was sniffling and her little nose looked very red on one side,

"Oh no, Rose, baby, tell me you didn't" Eddie scooped up his daughter and tilted her head back a little, sure enough there was the black crayon wedged up her nose. He could only see the bottom but that was enough, "oh this is bad, your mom is going to kill me" 

"What's up Ed?" Jeff asked coming back into the room, "who's gonna kill you?"

"Rose has a crayon up her nose. I can't see the whole thing and I have no idea how i'm gonna get it out. I'm so dead" 

Eddie could feel the panic creeping up his spine. How was he going to get this out? Did he try tweezers? If he couldn't see the whole crayon then how was he supposed to get it out? It was pretty far up there too, if he used tweezers would it hurt Rose? 

Rose, apparently sensing her father's distress, began crying in sympathy. Which was the last thing Eddie wanted right now. He needed to do something.

-

The first thing Eddie thought to do was to try tweezers, he knew you kept a pair in your makeup bag and while they might not be the exact thing they would use in a hospital he had to try. Asking Gareth to hold Rose's head and Jeff to hold her hand Eddie tried to get a grip on the crayon with your tweezers but Rose just cried harder and Eddie couldn't continue, thinking he was hurting her. 

The next thing Eddie thought about was calling Steve, he worked with kids so maybe he knew what to do. Steve however wasn't home so that was a bust,

"Dude we should go to the ER" Jeff said, "get a doctor to pull it out" 

"If we go to the ER then it's on her permanent medical record. I'm trying to stop anyone from having to plan my funeral" 

"Dude I don't think you'll get murdered for this, I think you're worried about nothing" Gareth added, "shit like this happens to kids all the time!" 

"Yeah but it happened on my watch! Alone! I had one job and that was to look after Rose!" Eddie thread his fingers through his hair and pulled at his scalp.

Gareth and Jeff looked at one and other before nodding. Jeff going to untangle Edde's fingers from his hair and Gareth to the phone book in the drawer in the kitchen,

"You know the chief and Byer's mom don't you?" Gareth said, "why don't you ask her for help?" 

"Yeah man that's a great idea, I'm sure both Byers got weird shit stuck in their nose or whatever when they were kids" Jeff agreed, "i'm sure she can help" 

"Yeah, yeah Joyce is always around to help" Eddie agreed, he moved into the kitchen and grabbed the phone from the wall and dialled Joyce's number. 

"Byers" the sound of Hopper's voice came through the line, that wasn't who Eddie was expecting but the Chief had a kid before Supergirl so maybe he could help too,

"Hey Hop it's Eddie" 

"What's up kid? You need Will? I think he's at Lucas' place" 

"Uh no, I was gonna ask if you could help? Rose has, uh, gotten into some trouble" 

"What kind of trouble?" 

"Um, she has a crayon stuck up her nose?" 

There was silence on the other end of the line and Eddie's panic rose again. Was the chief judging him? Did he think Eddie was a terrible father? That's when the laughter started,  which wasn't what Eddie had expected,

"Oh boy, that takes me back"  Hop laughed, "be thankful it's a crayon, you could probably get a decent grip on it" 

"Um we tried that already, I think it was hurting Rose cause it's pretty far up there" 

"Hm, you got any pepper in the place?" Hop asked, "sometimes you can make em sneeze it out" 

"Pepper? Do we have any pepper?" Eddie asked frantically, "we need to make her sneeze it out" 

"I said sometimes, it isn't a guarantee kid" 

"Is there anything guaranteed to get the crayon out?" 

"Sure take the kid to Hawkin's General and have a doc pull it out for her" 

"That isn't going to make me look like the world's worst dad" 

"You're not a bad father Eddie, kids do this, i mean if you're really stuck you could try Karen"

"Wheeler?" 

"Sure, she's got Holly and I'm sure Mike got stuff stuck everywhere when he was a kid" 

"I thought Joyce said you had to be nicer to Mike now he and Will are dating?" 

"I'm … nice" 

Gareth was the one who found the pepper and put a little on his hand while Jeff held Rose so Gareth could lift his hand up and try to make Rose at least smell the pepper. She only cried louder. So that was a bust as well,

"So do you have the Wheeler's number?" 

-

Eddie, Gareth and Jeff pulled up outside the Wheeler home around half an hour later, after a phone call with Karen who was more than happy to help out,

"Didn't Nancy say her Dad voted for Regan?" Jeff asked, "like on purpose?" 

"Yeah, Bush too" Gareth said, "both times" 

"If you guys wanna wait out here I totally get it" Eddie said, "Ted isn't anyone's favourite person" 

Gareth and Jeff had another silent conversation and sighed. They were there to support Eddie and if that meant walking into Conservative Right Wing Suburban Hell then that's what they'd do. 

Karen Wheeler however was nothing like anyone had expected. Sure Eddie had met her briefly a few times when he'd picked the kids up or dropped them off but being in her home and drinking her homemade lemonade while she fussed over Rose and bounced the little girl on her hip,

"Now honey bunny, what's this I hear about you having a little accident?" Karen asked, Rose babbled an answer and Karen nodded her head as though Rose had actually spoken, "I know sweetie but you can't scare your Daddy like that!" 

"I didn't even see her do it! I took my eyes off her for two seconds" Eddie lamented, 

"You can't beat yourself up about it. The amount of things Nancy stuck up her nose or Mike got stuck in his ears when they were little, we used to be in the ER every other week!" 

"Nancy stuck stuff up her nose?" Eddie laughed, "no way" 

"All the time! She was the worst!" Karen put aa free hand to her chest and shook her head, "but i've seen all the tricks so I think I know just what to do" 

"You do?" Eddie all but shot up out of his seat,

"Here honey, back to Daddy" Karen handed Rose back over to Eddie with a smile, "Now Eddie you're gonna want to put your mouth Rose's mouth and nose like you were giving her CPR. Put your finger on the nostril without the crayon and then blow real hard" 

Far be it from Eddie to question such strange instructions if it was going to help Rose. So he did as Karen said and blew as hard as he could and sure enough the crayon popped right out to the point where Eddie almost swallowed it and all the snot that came with it. 

"Well that was gross" he said wiping his mouth, "but it worked and I can't thank you enough" 

Jeff and Gareth put their heads down and tried their hardest to control the laughter shaking their shoulders. Eddie had done a lot of gross stuff in his time but this might take the cake, 

"I'm glad! It's always scary the first time, but now you'll know what to do next time!" Karen said with a smile, 

"Oh no, there will be no next time. I'm never taking my eyes off her again when she's got something in her hands" Eddie said. Rose seemed however to now be in the best of spirits as if scaring her father almost grey was the funniest thing in the world. 

Headed back to the house with tupperware full of homemade baked goods and a crayon free baby Eddie was exhausted. What was supposed to be a quiet chill day had turned into something else entirely, no sooner had the three men made it back into the house and put Rose down for a nap did you come through the door yourself,

"You're home early!" Eddie bounced up out of his seat to greet you, "I thought you wouldn't be back till late?" 

"Yeah well we got finished super early, cause you know. Nothing has really left the store in months" you shrugged, "honestly Kenny is just hanging on but I have no idea for what" 

"Maybe he thinks he'll get a big buyout" Gareth laughed, "since y'know downtown is so desired" 

"Yeah that's bound to be it" you agreed, "we all know how valuable property in Hawkins is these days" 

Eddie was so incredibly grateful for his friends at that moment. He had no idea how he was supposed to tell you about what had happened and to have that little buffer, especially when you spoke again

“So did anything fun happen today?”

The three  men looked at each other and considered their options and what your reaction might actually be to the truth before Jeff spoke, 

"No, not really. Just a totally normal, quiet day"

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So we all know Eddie is the number one Mothman truther in Hawkins, but what about modern!Eddie with a tiktok account just chalking up every weird thing that happens in Hawkins to Mothman or some other local cryptid (American friends help me out here) until y’know his actual encounter with the upside down and he disappears off tiktok for a while.

He comes back after recovering from the upside down and when people ask about what happened to him he just has this shit eating grin like “cryptids are 100% real, look at these gnarly wounds, I totally got into a fight with Mothman” and technically he’s not telling people about the upside down so the government can’t really do anything. He’s just talking about cryptids.

Steve is two seconds away from an aneurism every time Eddie posts ‘cryptid’ content.

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Nothing but a Good Time

summary: your coworker has called out sick and needs you to cover her interview on your day off

w/c: 9,786

warnings: nothing actually, this is p tame

a/n: it’s not plagiarism if it’s my own work! this has been rattling around in my brain for a hot minute and since i won’t be able to update Shadow of the Moon till late sunday i wanted to put something out

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(moodboard by me)

Of all days for something to go wrong it would have to be today. A day which, as you informed your editor when he called at the ridiculous hour of 9am, you weren’t even supposed to be working. You had checked and double checked before leaving the office the previous evening that you wouldn’t be on call today nor would they need you in the office, you had planned therefore to catch up on everything you missed while you were working.

Laundry, grocery shopping, catching up on that show you’d been watching. The basics. The universe however seemed to laugh in the face of those plans so there you were rushing out of a crowded train station trying to hail a taxi looking like someone’s lost teenage daughter.

All this for a band you didn’t even like. Which admittedly you seemed to be the only one in the office who didn’t but your editor had begged and pleaded and even offered you an extra day off for covering the interview when it transpired that the other colleague who was supposed to be interviewing the band had gotten a stomach bug from her kids and wasn’t fit to leave the bathroom much less travel across the city of london to go to an interview in an expensive hotel for a band your magazine was foaming at the mouth over.

So there you were, coffee stains blessedly hidden on your black shirt, standing at the reception of one of the most expensive hotels in the city waiting for the go ahead to do your job,

“They’ll see you now” a large man also dressed in all black with a very impressive mohawk called from the private elevators, “follow me”

With a sigh you did as the man asked and followed him into the lift where he stood in impassible silence until you reached the penthouse, of course it was the penthouse, where he waited for you to follow him down the plush corridor before stopping in front of the suite.

Well time to get this over with and go back to ignoring the every growing pile of laundry in your apartment.

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ───── ⊰

Walking into the suite you were actually pretty surprised not to be assaulted by the smell of stale beer and cigarette smoke, it really did look as though the band even allowed the housekeeping staff in to clean the room. Not to mention all the appliances were still in their predetermined spots and nothing was missing or in the pool on the ground floor.

Standing in the main living room of the suite you started to take out the things you needed for the interview and found a comfortable seat next to a coffee table where you could set up your phone to record. You’d type up your notes later,

“Hey you’re that magazine chick!” a voice called from another part of the suite causing you to look up and find yourself staring into what could only be described as deep chocolate coloured eyes and a wild mop of curly hair.

No doubt in your mind this was Eddie Munson the lead guitarist and songwriter of the band. He had a very distinctive look

“I’m the reporter yes, it’s nice to meet you” you introduced yourself and held out your hand to shake the man’s,

“You’re totally not what I expected” he laughed as he took your hand and gave it a hardy shake, you didn’t know if that was supposed to be a compliment or not “the guys and I have been out sightseeing” Eddie continued, the bright smile never leaving his face.

“Oh really? Have you seen anything in particular?” you asked out of politeness not really expecting the outburst of energy that came from the man in front of you ,

“Eddie, chill man you’re gonna scare her away” another man said with a sigh, “Gareth. Nice to meet you”

“Likewise, you’re the drummer aren’t you?”

“That’s me. The good looking one”

“That isn’t what that article Nancy sent me said” Eddie said with a grin and wink in your direction, “besides chicks totally dig Jeff”

“Damn right they do” the man who’d followed Gareth into the room said, “ladies go wild for me”

“Yeah, yeah you’re just the best thing on planet earth and you’ve got your pick of the ladies” Eddie’s smile didn’t waver and it seemed as though this was some sort of inside joke between the three men as no one said more on the subject,

“Well if you’re all ready to get started” you gestured to the seats in front of you and picked your little recorder from the table, “so if you don’t mind i’m going to record the interview on my little cassette recorder here and then I’ll be typing it up and it’ll go into next week’s edition of the magazine. If you’re interested I’m sure you could pick it up from any newsstand”

“I mean we’re gonna be in town for another couple weeks so why don’t you just come by again?” Eddie said, you couldn’t detect anything but sincerity in his tone. He really did want you to come and hand deliver a magazine.

“Well I don’t know what I’ll be doing next week so I might not have the time” you answered, you weren’t sure if this was some sort of entitled rockstar behavior or something else but you’d done this job long enough to be on your guard when it came to celebrities.

Before anyone else could ask any questions you set your cassette player to record and started the interview. Luckily your colleague had already prepped a list of questions and things she wanted to talk about so you had no trouble following her notes.

The band was only too happy to answer questions and talk about themselves, you had half expected them to be like a lot of other ‘huge’ bands you’d interviewed in your time with the magazine - full of themselves, but they really did seem like three down to earth Midwestern boys. Eddie and Gareth had grown up together in a trailer park in Indiana and met Jeff later in life, they’d all shared a passion for music and started doing gigs in run down bars and clubs, at friends parties and really anything they could get a ride to. It was at one of these grungy bars in the middle of nowhere they’d been spotted and the subsequent rise to fame had been meteoric.

Throughout the interview the three men laughed and joked and poked fun at each other, at the music industry, they spoke passionately about things that were close to their hearts, causes they believed in and of course their families.

Jeff and Gareth seemed more than content to enjoy life on the road. The perks that came with being world famous Rock Stars but it seemed Eddie wanted more. He talked a lot about friends he’d left behind when the band made it big including a group of kids he talked about as if they were family,

“I mean you know what it’s like” he said gesturing to you, “you’re a mom”

It took you a second to recover from that before you raised your hands and spoke,

“Oh no i’m not a mom, you must mean Amy. She was supposed to be here today but her little one Jamie brought home a tummy bug and she’s not in any state to be anywhere but the house”

“I thought you were Amy!” Eddie said seriously, “shit I’m sorry I totally didn’t mean to offend you!”

“It’s fine, I know she was supposed to be here and that’s who the magazine told you to expect. I mean you probably thought I was a shit mom to be showing up looking like someone’s angsty teenager” you laughed trying to lighten the mood.

As the interview proceeded you found yourself reaching into the bag you'd brought with you for another cassette to keep recording. You hadn’t planned on the interview going on this long,

"That's a cool bag" Jeff commented and you reached for it, "are all of those patches for bands you listen to?"

You gestured to the little canvas messenger bag that had been your constant companion since university and the plethora of band patches decorating the front flap,

"I mean yeah, I work for a music magazine I've listened to a lot of music" you joked,

"We should get you one for us so you can have our band on your bag all the time" Eddie said, "we've got some pins too if you want one for the strap. I could get you one"

The rest of the interview proceeded after you'd switched out the cassette and you began to notice an almost imperceptible shift in Eddie’s behavior and his attitude towards you to the point where once the interview had concluded he offered to walk you down to the lobby himself,

“I could do with stretching my legs” he said with a shrug, shoving his hands into the pockets of his ripped jeans, “unless you don’t want me to go with you?” he held his hands up in a backing off motion

“No, I don’t mind” you offered him your own smile as you gathered up your things, “you can tell me what you like about the city”

“Dope!”

You suppressed a giggle at that. Eddie really just seemed like an over energetic teenager and you’d be lying if you said it wasn’t endearing. To the rest of the world he was the enigmatic, charismatic lead guitarist of one of the biggest bands in the world and yet here he was so excited to walk you downstairs.

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ───── ⊰

“Well thanks again for walking with me” you said once you made it to the front doors of the hotel, “it was really nice to talk to you”

“Yeah? You really think so?”

“Sure. I was sort of expecting you all to be massive dicks all things considered but you seem really nice”

“I am really nice, why don’t you let me take you to dinner and I’ll show you how nice I am”

That floored you. You stood blinking at Eddie as if trying to find a joke in his features but you couldn’t find anything but sincerity,

“You really want to go to dinner with me?”

“Of course! You’re cute and I think we’d have a lot of fun. Plus you can show me around, all your favourite places” he beamed at you and honestly you couldn't think of a reason to say no,

"Alright, you're on"

"You won't regret this sweetheart. Promise"

"We'll see about that won't we?" with that you got into a waiting cab and headed back to the train station still reeling with what had just happened.

One of the most desirable men in the world had asked you to dinner and you'd said yes. Maybe today wasn't such a write off after all.

God bless the stomach flu.

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[munsonsduchess]

Teenage Kicks

summary: it's 1993, you and eddie both work at the mall and have a friendly not so friendly rivalry going on, really you're just messing with each other until someone calls chicken w/c: 2,777 warnings: kissing, swearing, public make outs, mentions of shitty parents a/n: so i've had two weeks from hell but i should be back on track, i actually really loved writing this because 90s nostalgia is my jam (even if i was only a wee thing in the 90s). as always if you enjoyed this please leave a comment, a reblog, come into my inbox and say hey, whatever floats your boat

(moodboard by me)

Hawkins Indiana in 1993 was not that much different than the same town in 1983 Eddie thought to himself as he packed out tapes and CDs. All that's really changed in the last ten years or so is how the youth buy their music, when he'd been little it was all vinyl records and tapes had only just started to appear on the market. 

He remembers his uncle calling them a fad and saying that nothing would ever come close to experiencing music on a 12 inch disc. Now it seemed as though vinyl was on its way out once and for all as more and more people wanted tapes they could play in their cars or on their portable radios. Granted the battery life in those kinds of radios was nothing to write home about but still it meant not having to drag a whole record player with you whenever you wanted to go someplace and listen to music with your friends. 

The mall too had gotten busier in the last ten years, sure there'd been an outcry from residents and small business owners when the place first opened, but now the place was full of customers from every facet of life in hawkins. 

Hawkins Indiana was split into two sides, ask anyone who lived there and they'll tell you  the same. There was the affluent side of the  town, huge houses with more rooms than inhabitants, monuments to capitalism, kids who shopped exclusively in the Gap and wouldn't be caught dead wearing anything from the sale or clearance ailes. 

Then there was the other side of Hawkins, modest working class family homes, folks struggling to pay the rent or their bills and of course Forest Hills Trailer Park where the so-called dregs of society wound up. Eddie himself being one of those 'dregs' but he'd been called worse and most of the insults that got thrown at him tended to bounce right off the almost impenetrable armour he'd built around himself. You do what you can to survive in a small town when you're markedly different from your peers. 

The only person who ever managed to get under Eddie's skin and stay there was Hot Topic Girl. She had a name of course and Eddie knew her first and foremost by that name, especially since he was accustomed to hearing it screamed from a trailer window at ungodly hours of the day and night. What got under his skin about her was that she seemed to find it so easy to push his buttons and rejoiced in doing so. 

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It was shaping up to be another day of selling N'Sync and Backstreet Boys CDs to Yuppies for Eddie when a woman about the same age as his uncle walked into the store and made a beeline for him,

"Is your name Eddie?" she asked seemingly breathless, "I was told to ask for Eddie" 

"That's me, how can I help ma'am?" Eddie was approaching this conversation with trepidation, people usually didn't ask for him by name unless they already knew him. Either from buying music before or from his band,

"The girl in Hot Topic said you could help me find a record" the woman said, "I've been looking for it for months for my sister in Idaho and I was told you'd have it" 

"By the girl in Hot Topic?" Eddie asked, just to be clear on who he was going to hold responsible for this when the transaction was over. He gave some descriptors to the woman to make sure they were talking about the same person,

"Yes that's her! She told me to come straight here and ask for Eddie and that you could help me" 

Eddie grit his teeth and balled his fists by his side. No doubt this woman was going to be a nightmare customer and it was yet another way for Hot Topic to screw with him,

"What record are you after ma'am and I can see if we have it" 

"It's Conway Twitty and Loretta Lynn live in Nashville in 75" 

Of course it was. Fucking country music. 

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Sometime that afternoon while you were folding shirts left in disarray by the horde of teens who'd passed through earlier that morning you were alerted to someone clearing their throat, and older man probably slightly older than your mother was standing at the counter with a sour expression on his face,

"Do you work here?" he asked sharply, "because I have been standing here for twenty minutes and no one has come to help me" 

"My apologies sir, I didn't realise you needed my assistance" you smiled sweetly, falsely, at the man and made your way back over to the counter, "how can I help you?" 

"The boy in the music store said you would have something I require" 

"The boy in the music store huh? Let me guess about yay high, curly hair, looks like a degenerate?" Eddie was getting his revenge it seemed for the woman you'd sent his way earlier, "what is it you require sir and I can certainly check?" 

The man went on to explain in great detail exactly what he was looking for and you did your best to school your features so he wouldn't see how irritated you were by his presence alone. You had to give it to Eddie,  he had picked the most annoying person on the planet to send your way.

When you eventually did get the man the items he required and sent him on his way it was time for your shift to end. Good riddance to the mall and shitty customers for another day, as you passed the music store on your way out you made sure to flip Eddie off knowing full well he could see you through the windows.

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It usually went on like that, you and Eddie making each other miserable with customers or ragging on each other when you passed in person. Some people just didn't seem to understand the relationship you had with the metalhead, sure you were both in the 'alternative' category, you listened to similar music although you tended to skew more punk or grunge as opposed to Eddie's metal although there was no denying that stuff like Metallica, Korn, Guns N Roses and especially Rage Against the Machine went hard. 

You just enjoyed getting under Eddie's skin to tell the truth, there was something adorable about him scowling at you over the food court or plotting as he stocked out CDs. Sure you had a massive crush on the guy, probably since middle school when he'd played in the school talent show but that didn't mean you couldn't mess with him a little. Or well a lot. 

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You didn't usually work the evening shifts, needing to be home before dark most days for reasons you'd only disclosed to the manager who'd hired you. You didn't want anyone pitying you or worse if they knew that the reason you wanted to be home before your mother was so you could ferret away as much cash as you could without her or her boyfriend of the hour noticing. You were saving to get out of Hawkins once and for all, to live a better life somewhere. 

However it would seem that the gods laugh at the plans mortals make because not only was your mother and her boyfriend aware of your stash they'd taken it all and simply left you nothing but a few dollar bills and some loose change. They'd run off to get married somewhere and taken both your money and your car with them. 

So you'd agreed to do as many double shifts as you could to try and rebuild your nest egg up to something close to what it used to be. Which was where you currently were, the closing announcements were playing over the Mall's PA system and any last minute stragglers were making their way out, parents headed home to their families, teenagers heading to a party, carefree with no responsibilities to hold them down. So you went about your closing duties, counting the register, putting stuff back in its proper places where someone had picked something up and discarded it somewhere else, you really hadn't expected the phone to ring and so when it did you almost jumped out of your skin,

"Thank you for calling Hot Topic Hawkins, we're currently closed - " you didn't even get to finish before a familiar voice came down the line,

"I thought that was you, what's up? You never close" 

"We all have our reasons for the things we do, Munson, what's it to you?" 

"Bite my head off why don't you? Can't a guy ask a question?"

You sighed into the phone, you hadn't meant to be so snappy with him, you were just exhausted from everything that was going on recently. Eddie was probably the one person who'd actually understand what you were going through right now,

"My mom and her stupid boyfriend took all my savings and went to get married somewhere, and they took my car so I had to get the bus this morning" 

"Shit that fucking sucks. Did they get everything?" 

"Apart from like five bucks and some change, yeah they cleaned me out. Everything I've been working for gone" 

There was silence on the other end of the line and then Eddie spoke again, 

"You need a ride?" 

You could have jumped for joy. The buses didn't run this late at night after the mall closed and you really really didn't want to walk the ten or so miles in the dark,

"Yeah, Eddie, that would be great. Just let me finish up here" 

"Oh I see how it is. It's Munson until you need something then it's Eddie" there was no malice to his tone and you couldn't help but laugh,

"I mean if it's too much trouble I could probably ask that Hargrove guy in the sports store. He lives in the trailer park too" 

"Absolutely fucking not. That dude is just as likely to try and date rape you or some shit. I'll finish up here and wait on you" 

You both hung up, which gave you time to fly through your closing duties and at least attempt to fix your appearance in the little mirror hanging in the back room for employees before you saw Eddie. He was giving you a ride because he was heading the same way that was it you were sure of it. Still you didn't want to look entirely awful sitting next to him.

Pulling the shutter down as you left the store you saw Eddie leaning up against the wall next to you with his keys in his hands, 

"You ready?" 

"Yup, if the place burns down now it's not on me" 

"Cool, you hungry? I was gonna swing through McDonalds on the way home" 

"Eddie I - " 

"On me, since you're broke and all" 

The way he spoke left no room for arguments so you simply followed him out to the parking lot where his van was sitting. Eddie made a show of opening the door for you and clearing out some of the trash. His over the top spiel kept you laughing the entire ride, he was charismatic and funny and so easy to talk to. 

When you'd both collected your food Eddie drove for a while before coming to a stop at a cliff top overlooking the town, it was a pretty popular make out spot and lovers lane for teens so it wasn't like you were the only ones there. As you both ate you laughed at the squeaking backseat of cars and the steamed up windows around you, the windows of the van themselves steaming up from the food. 

It was so easy to talk to Eddie, even though this was your first full conversation that didn't include name calling or worse, it felt so natural like you'd known each other all your lives. You talked about music, about culture, about everything, admittedly with some arguing thrown in for good measure,

"Kurt Cobain is a hack!" 

"You take that back!" 

"As if! The guy can't play for shit and his lyrics make no fucking sense" 

"Oh ok because exit light, enter night makes so much fucking sense" 

"The song is called Enter Sandman! It makes total sense" 

"You're so wrong Munson like on a fundamental level" 

"Oh so it's back to Munson now? What happened to Eddie?" There was a shift in the atmosphere of the van when he said that and suddenly the conversation wasn't about differences in musical taste anymore, if it had ever been. 

Eddie grinned at you as you rolled your eyes at him, if that's the game he wanted to play then you had no problem following his lead,

"I dunno, maybe if you're super nice to me it'll come back" you said leaning over the centre console to steal one of his fries

"What if I'm not nice?" Eddie watched your mouth as you spoke his eyes not leaving your lips for a second,

"What if I don't want you to be?" 

That was all it took before Eddie grabbed you by the front of your shirt and pulled you against him. Lips crashing against each other in a frantic kiss. Your hands buried in his dark curls, tugging on them every so often eliciting a groan from Eddie and allowing you to lick into his mouth. 

It was all tongues and teeth, hands grabbing onto anything they could reach, time seemed to move slowly, almost as if it had stopped completely and all that mattered was the feeling of Eddie's lips on yours and his broad calloused hands sneaking under your shirt, caressing the expanse of your stomach.

You broke apart at the sound of a loud bang on the drivers side window, as Eddie rolled it down you were both met with the face of Hawkins Chief of Police Jim Hopper shining his flashlight into the van,

"Evening Chief" Eddie grinned, "how can we help?" 

"You can pack it up and move along. I don't care what you're up to but it can't be here" 

"We were just having something to eat, just got off work" you explained batting your eyelashes at the older man, "closing shift in the mall really takes it out of you" 

The Chief just sighed. He knew you both worked in the mall, you'd seen him with his daughter and her friends enough times to know he knew exactly what you both did for employment,

"Well I'm sure you're both ready to get going then, looks like you're all done to me" he gestured with his flashlight to the empty wrappers and drinks, "y'all get home safe now" 

"Of course chief" Eddie smiled before throwing the van into drive and making sure to give the chief a wave before leaving the spot altogether. 

The closer you got to the trailer park the more your mood fell. You'd had an amazing time with Eddie but now you had to leave, your mom and stepdad as you had to call him now were probably at home already which meant they'd be drunk and you'd end up pushing everything you could think of in front of your door to keep them out while you looked for a new hiding place for your money.

As Eddie pulled up outside his own trailer he leant over again and grabbed your hand in his own,

"It's gonna be ok" 

"Thanks but you don't know that" 

"Yeah I do, you're my girl now. I'm gonna make sure you're ok" 

"Your girl? That's awfully presumptuous of you Munson" you laughed, you really hadn't expected him to say that. One time making out in his van and now you guys were dating? Is that really all it took,

"Don't act like you haven't been flirting with me this whole time" he grinned, "I know you weren't just messing with me" 

"Hmm maybe" you returned his grin with one of your own, "but I'm not telling" you hopped out of the van and made your way back to where your own trailer was sitting, "you'll have to stick around and find out" 

"Oh you are never getting rid of me now sweetheart" 

"I'm counting on it" 

That night as you lay in bed and listened to the sounds from outside your window you thought to yourself for the first time in a very long time that, yeah actually, things might actually be ok from now on. Now you had Eddie. 

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[munsonsduchess]

Eruption

summary: the kids find out about the baby

w/c: 1,356

warnings: fluff mostly, mentions of sex, pregnancy content warning, swearing, mentions of Eddie being hurt in the upside down

a/n: this one was requested by @guavamoleschickenstrips and I wrote it just before my job interview on Friday. Not beta’d as per usual and if you find any typos or mistakes you can blame my editor. This is part four of the domestic Eddie and wife!Reader. You can find the other parts here:

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(Moodboard by me)

Eddie had sent word on his "finest messenger ravens" to the party telling them that their presence was requested at his "domain" for a startling announcement. In reality he'd written a note for the kids and dropped it off with Steve when he went to return some videos you guys had rented who would pass along the message.

Since all the older kids found out at basically the same time about "mini munson" as you'd taken to calling the baby it only made sense for the younger kids to find out as well, at least the hellfire kids anyway. You didn't know much about Wheeler's girlfriend, the psychic child or her adoptive brother with a weird connection to a place you would rather not think about.

You thought about it enough when you saw the scars that littered Eddie's body and you knew how lucky you were that all he'd been left with were scars. There had been a moment when you'd cradled his unconscious body in your arms and prayed to whatever god or demon you could think of that he would make it out of this alive. Those days and nights sitting in the ICU in Hawkins General watching his breathing, fearing the worst.

You pushed those thoughts out of your mind and smiled at your husband as he danced around your trailer singing loudly to the Iron Maiden album playing on his stereo,

"Run to the hiiiiiiiiiils! Run for your liiiiiiiife!"

You laughed at his antics knowing he was excited to share his news with the hellfire club, they were as much his kids as the one growing inside you and honestly you all deserved something good after all the bullshit you'd been through.

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The door to the trailer shook as the sound of knocking reverberated around the small space,

"Baby your kids are here" you called to Eddie who'd gone into the back bedroom for some last minute prep, or so he said,

"Grab the door will you?" he called back, "i'll be out in a second!"

Pulling yourself off your comfortable spot on the couch you bookmarked the page in your book, a sequel novel to a vampire book you'd found in a bargain bin in the city the last time you and Eddie had been up getting new tattoos.

You opened the door and let the kids filter in one after another, they'd all come kitted out in their hellfire shirts and you could see an advanced dnd monsters guide under Dustin's arm, so clearly they thought they were here to play,

"Sit wherever, there's sodas in the fridge or we've got water" you told them, "you're all still too young for beer"

"Is Eddie home?" Mike asked looking around nervously, he'd been slightly afraid of you ever since he met you, which was in stark opposition to Dustin who Eddie maintained had a crush on you from the moment he met you,

"Yeah he'll be out in a second, I'm assuming you guys know why you're here?"

"Um to play dnd?" Lucas asked, he looked around and couldn't see anything set up so maybe that wasn't the reason after all,

"Better than that Sinclair!" Eddie jumped out of the hallway and wrapped his arms around your waist, "I have exciting news regarding our party!"

The boys looked at one another and moved to the edge of the couch. They knew you came to Hellfire when Eddie was still in school and you'd been here reading when they played in the trailer but was their DM suggesting you were going to join in from now on?

"Oh sweet! Are you gonna join in?" Dustin asked you which earned him a snort and a roll of your eyes,

"Nope not me, I'm happy to sit on the outside and observe, and to help plan your inevitable demise"

"Baby" Eddie pouted, "you weren't supposed to tell them they're all gonna die"

"My bad" you shrugged, "but then again, i could be lying" you grinned at the boys who looked as though they might wet themselves in fear and confusion any second,

"Anyway!" Eddie released your waist and twirled you around, "the exciting news does involve the Stalwart Lady Munson"

"Just tell them Eds, they're gonna piss their pants"

"We are introducing one more member to the party, in roughly nine months time" he looked at you like you'd hung the moon, his dimples on full display as he smiled at you lovingly.

There was a chorus of shouts from the couch, and you shook your head. Eddie always did have a flair for the dramatic so you really shouldn't have expected any different from him now,

"You're pregnant!" Mike yelled, "what? How the hell did that happen?"

"Dude" Lucas put his face into his hands at his friends question and shook his head, he had a seven year old sister but still had to ask ,

"They're always having sex!" Dustin clarified, "the last three times I was here they were doing it"

"Last four" you corrected, "we just ignored you and locked the door"

"You know Gentlemen I thought you'd be happier to hear this news" Eddie said scrutinising the boys on the couch, "Wheeler your sister was like the first person to find out and she was thrilled. Harrington too"

"What? Steve knew? He didn't say anything!" Dustin objected, "that's so uncool"

"Yeah well we told him to keep his mouth shut until we could tell you ourselves" you supplied, "you don't have to be as excited as Eddie about the whole thing but you could at least try not to look like I just shit in your cornflakes"

"Does Erica know?" Lucas asked, then grinned broadly when you shook your head. You hadn't heard anything about the younger Sinclair recently so you couldn't say what she was up to or what she knew, "then I'm super happy for you guys!"

You didn’t mention that Max already knew about the baby having been over for her dinner that evening and seen the positive test in the trash and asked you about it. The red head was delighted for you both and offered to babysit whenever you and Eddie needed time alone.

"When is the baby being born?" Dustin asked, "so I know when to plan for"

"Why Henderson, you want a babysitting gig?" Eddie laughed, "Mommy not giving you enough allowance"

"It's a monumental event! The Prince of Hellfire!" he exclaimed ignoring Eddie's jibe, "or Princess I guess"

"Will you still be our DM?" Mike asked, "I mean I know babies take a lot of time and attention"

"Please, you heard Lady Munson. You boys aren't ready for what's coming"

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After the boys left you flopped back down onto the couch. They'd all ended up being incredibly excited about the prospect of Mini Munson all talking animatedly amongst themselves as they left about things they could do to celebrate the birth and Dustin even going so far as to suggest Steve take them to the city so they could buy you a gift,

"Well I think that went about as well as expected" you sighed as you leaned into Eddie, "although I think they're gonna be a little bummed they didn't get to play dnd"

"They'll get over it, besides they're coming back next Saturday when you're at the mall again for your Girls Day Out"

"Are you still mad about Nancy finding out I was pregnant before you? Baby I was puking my guts up in a mall bathroom. She has two younger siblings, she took an educated guess"

"Fine, fine, but I don't want anyone else to see him before me on the day" Eddie pouted, squeezing your middle tightly,

"What makes you so sure it's a him?" you questioned, poking at Eddie's side, "it might be a girl"

"Either way they're a future little metalhead and nerd"

"Oh god that poor baby" you laughed and Eddie frowned at you before assaulting your sides with his fingers, tickling you till you collapsed breathless on the couch,

"I love you, Lady Munson"

"I love you too … nerd"

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[munsonsduchess]

Feels like Heaven

summary: you've been feeling a little out of it lately so a girls trip to the mall is just the cure, right? w/c: 2,043 warnings: fluff, mild angst, insecurities, mentions of pregnancy, eddie thinking he's not good enough, mentions of bullying, mentions of prejudices a/n: now usually this sort of thing isn't for me but when the request came in I just couldn't help myself. There was so much potential here!

Not beta'd or anything, any mistakes you find are just there for flavour. This is also part three in the domestic!Eddie x wife!Reader series. You can find part one here and part two here

(moodboard by me)

You’d not been feeling well for the last few days, which you chalked up to missing your last period. The pharmacy had run out of your prescription for the pill so you’d had to wait a few days in between taking your last dose and getting the new prescription filled. 

It always left you feeling a little weird and out of sorts when you came off it for any length of time and this was no different. Well, the headaches were new but Eddie had his methods for helping you deal with those. 

The two of you hadn’t slowed down any, you’d had to take extra precautions sure and you'd bought a box or two of condoms to keep you going while you waited to fill your prescription but nothing much had changed. 

Which meant that when Nancy, Robin and Steve’s new girlfriend Nicole had asked if you wanted to have a girls day at the Mall, no boys allowed, Eddie had been particularly pouty about the whole thing. He'd been looking after you while you'd been feeling out of sorts and he wasn't keen on your going to the mall when you still weren't feeling the best,

"Baby I'll be fine, it's just the hormone thing from the pill. If I feel worse than I do right now I'll find a phone and call right away ok?"

"Yeah fine ok" Eddie groaned, "I still don't like this" 

You sighed and kissed him softly. You knew he was looking out for you, he hated when you were unwell, even when you had the sniffles he was always making you soup and checking your temperature to make sure it wasn't a fever or anything worse. So you understood his hesitation at you spending the day in the mall,

"Love you Eds" 

"Love you too baby" 

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The mall wasn't as busy as you'd thought it would be so it wasn't as bad walking around with the girls and Steve's girlfriend Nicole was really nice. You'd known of her when you were in high school, you ran in different circles of course but she'd taken the pictures for the yearbook and had snapped a really cute one of you and Eddie you'd actually bought from the school and kept in your purse as a memento. 

The four of you were sitting in the food court, Nancy was teasing Nicole about Steve's six kid confession he'd made to her,

"I hope you're ready for it" she laughed, "he already has his eyes on a Winnebago"

"Harrington Family Road Trip!" Robin laughed, "with Mama Steve and the six nuggets" 

You laughed along. Steve made no secret of wanting kids and as much as he complained about being the babysitter all the time there was no one who loved kids more than Steve Harrington, which admittedly was a shocking twist of events from the man you had assumed him to be, 

"What about you and Eddie?" Nancy asked, "you guys have been married for three years now, any sign of kids on the horizon?" 

You were about to answer her and laugh off the statement, you and Eddie were definitely not ready for kids yet. You were still kids yourselves! The all consuming wave of nausea that took over your body however and had you rushing for the bathrooms stopped the words before they could come out. 

You shoved the door to the cubicle open and immediately bent over the toilet bowl and began spewing your guts, you felt someone take your hair and hold it behind you slipping a scrunchie into the makeshift ponytail. You figured it was either Nancy or Nicole since you could hear Robin freaking out in the background about your sudden and violent upchuck.

When you finally felt as though you might be able to lift your head without another wave of vomit you lay your head against the cool wall of the bathroom stall and groaned, 

"Sorry. Guess I wasn't feeling better after all" 

"You said you were feeling weird for a while right?" Nancy asked, "that you'd been waiting to refill your prescription and that's when this started?" 

"Yeah, hormones all out of whack" you nodded in agreement, although the look in Nancy's eyes told you she thought differently, "Wheeler I don't like that look" 

The other two girls looked from Nancy to you and back again. Robin furrowed her brow in confusion but Nicole seemed to pick something up,

"Nicole can you go to the pharmacy on the ground floor? Take my purse" 

"That's ok. I got it" she left the bathroom and Robin watched her go in a state of confusion,

"Um is anyone gonna tell me what's going on here?" 

"Wheeler thinks I'm pregnant" you supplied, "I can't be, we used condoms the whole time. We were careful!" 

Nancy hummed and bit the inside of her cheek, she knew the statistics behind condoms and she also knew how much Eddie and you liked to be together. She bit her tongue until Nicole returned with the little paper bag from the pharmacy in hand, 

"Only one way to find out" 

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"Well … fuck" you were looking at the little piece of plastic in your hands and the two pink lines that had come up on the strip, "this is … fuck" 

"You don't have to make any decisions right now" Nancy said quickly, "you should talk to Eddie and decide what you guys want to do" 

"This is crazy" Robin breathed, "you're like making a person in there!" 

"Why don't we give you a ride home?" Nicole offered, "I'm sure you've got a lot to talk about" 

"That's an understatement" 

The ride home was quiet. You didn't say much and neither did the other girls, you were trying to figure out what to tell Eddie and wondering how he'd take the news. Robin had called Steve and asked if he'd meet them at Eddie's just in case. Nancy had offered to let you stay with her if things went badly and so Steve would take Robin and Nicole home. 

As you pulled into the trailer park your heart twisted in your chest and you were certain you were going to puke again. This was insane. You were only 21, it was too soon! 

"Do you want us to come in with you?" Nancy asked, "Or do you want us to wait outside?" 

"Outside. For now" you said, "I need to tell him by myself" 

The girls nodded and watched as you got out of the car. You gripped the little plastic test in your hand tightly and steeled yourself for whatever would  come next. 

Opening the door to the trailer you were met with the familiar smell of cigarette smoke, weed and the musky aftershave Eddie sprayed to mask the smell, something usually so comforting but now made your stomach lurch. What if this was the last time you smelt this? The last time you stepped into your trailer? Your home.

Steve was already inside and when he saw you he smiled and got up from his spot on the couch to greet you but one look at his face told him that was a bad idea right now,

"I'm just gonna say hey to the girls, I'll be right back" he left the trailer without saying another word leaving you alone with Eddie,

"You're home early. What happened?" he got up and made his way over to you, "baby what's wrong, talk to me please" 

You couldn't find the words so you just uncurled your fist and held out the pregnancy test to him. Eddie wasn't sure what was going on but he took the little plastic test and brought it to the light for examination,

"Baby what's - " he cut himself off realising what you'd just handed him, "wait, wait, wait, wait, wait"

You could already feel the tears welling up in the back of your eyes and you did your best to try and blink them away. You weren't going to cry. You'd told yourself you wouldn't, 

"Are you telling me what I think you're telling me?" Eddie asked softly, a hand reaching out for your own, "baby are you - are we - shit" 

"I'm pregnant" the words came out as nothing more than a whisper but Eddie heard them loud and clear,

"Pregnant? How? We, we, used condoms, we were careful!" 

"Not careful enough I guess" the tears were free flowing now, you couldn't stop them if you tried. Eddie of course noticed and brought his free hand up to wipe them away with the pad of his thumb,

"I’m sorry baby. I'm so sorry. This is my fault" Eddie looked at you and you saw fear in his eyes, fear he wouldn't be good enough, fear he'd ruined your life forever. 

You unclasped your hand from his and threw both your arms around him in a bone crushing hug. You loved this man with your whole being and there was no way you were going to let him take the whole blame for this,

"It's not your fault Eddie, it's no one's fault" 

"But - "

"You listen to me Edward Munson and you listen good. Did I want to bring a kid into the world in a town full of small minded hicks and bigots? Where people will judge you the second they see you, make snap judgements and keep their small minded opinions their whole lives? Sure. Maybe I wanted us to move away somewhere where people were nice, where no one knew us and we could raise a kid, somewhere with a house and a garden and a stupid white picket fence but if you think for one second that I will not be the proudest woman in the world to let everyone in this judgemental ass town know that I'm carrying your baby then think again" 

"But the kid is going to have to go through its whole life being the kid of the town freak. You could do so much better" 

"There is no one better," you stated with authority, "you're the kindest, sweetest, gentlest man I've ever known and this kid is lucky to have you. You're going to be an amazing dad" 

“Baby you know what people in this town are like. What kids are like” Eddie argued,

“Well then our kid is gonna have a strong right hook. Maybe Harrington will give us that bat for the big birthday” you joked making Eddie laugh, you noticed the tears on his own face but the fear in his eyes had gone. Replaced with something better, with love.

"Harrington is gonna wonder what's going on" Eddie laughed, "we should probably tell him it's safe to come back in" 

"The girls too" 

"Just, five more minutes" 

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"Oh my god congratulations!" Steve was shocked to say the least but he wasn't entirely unsurprised, "I mean this was bound to happen eventually and - ow!" 

"Thanks man" Eddie laughed as Steve rubbed each part of his body that had been pinched by one of the girls, "I can't believe it, my girl's pregnant!" 

"You're going to be a great Dad" Nancy said, offering Eddie a hug which he accepted gladly, "we'll leave you guys to it, just call if you need anything" 

"Thanks Wheeler, for making me take the test" 

"What are friends for?" 

You waved your friends off, Eddie stood behind you with his arms wrapped protectively around your stomach. The pair of you watched as Steve and the girls drove out of the trailer park before heading back inside. 

Eddie's face was one of pure joy. He never thought he'd be so happy. He made himself a promise in that moment, his kid was never going to learn how to hotwire a car or steal a bike even though it had a chain around it or any of the other shit his old man taught him to do.

Eddie Munson was going to teach his kid how to play catch. He was going to go to little league matches and dance recitals and school plays. He was going to be there for his kid.

He was going to change the Munson name in Hawkins, Indiana.

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