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bettysupremacy · 3 months

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eddie you say? 👀 if we’re talking eddie again can i request relationshipy fluff? Like sleepovers or something??

okay so verdict is .. we all missed eddie?

When Wayne Munson slid you a key to his house over coffee, he didn’t expect to have you sneaking in at two am.

You’d snuck in quietly, crept into Eddie’s room, toed your shoes off, and peeled the puffer you wore—over your pajamas—off your chilled body. His room smelt like lingering weed and cologne as you’d entered, but as you crawl into his bed the smell subsided.

“Eddie,” you whisper into his neck, preening for the reciprocation of his touch. “Eddie.”

He moves, shuffling in his sleep. He’s pretty like this, though you’re afraid he’s always pretty. Cheek pink from where it dug into his arm, hair mussed from sleep. He’s shirtless and warm, heat emanating from his smooth skin. Eddie’s always been like this; a heater. In the summer he can’t stand the way you move away from him in your sleep, desperate for some air.

“Baby,” you whisper a little louder, like a child commanding the attention of their mother. Any other night this may embarrass you, but you’re too desperate for his affection right now.

Slowly, he rouses. He doesn’t notice you at first, too occupied with the floating feeling of the in between sleep realm, or maybe too used to the feeling of you next to him to notice discrepancy. When he does though, you can’t help but feel a pang of guilt at his initial fear. Flinching, he moves to shuffle away before the streetlight casting in from his bedroom window catches on your face.

“Hi, I’m sorry.”

“Y/n?” He murmurs, voice thick with sleep. “Baby..” he rubs his eyes forcefully and you can’t tell if it’s apart of his usual dramatics or his sleepy stupor. “What are you doing here?”

You frown moving closer quietly, nestling yourself into him. He peers at you with the curiosity of a scientist and his creation. You’d’ve never done this in the beginning. Too scared to ask Mr. Munson Wayne for a glass of water. “Missed you.”

“So, we’re just breaking and entering now?” His hand comes up to cradle your head gently. He’s not serious, anything but it. His girlfriend appearing in his bed is a gift horse he’d never be stupid enough to look in the mouth. Leaning down, he nuzzles his nose in your hair, pressing a long kiss to the skin he finds. “You have work tomorrow, my love.”

“It’s not breaking and entering, I have your house key.”

You manage the sentence like it takes the most out of you; like you want the preserve the feeling of sleep holding you down; to stave away any alertness you can find.

“You have work tomorrow.” He repeats, sleepy concern lacing his voice.

“Steve can open without me.”

Eddie grumbles. It’s true. Slowly, he lowers himself back down to lay beside you, letting you climb your way on top. Your arms snake around him, desperate for any skin you can find. You want to feel him, to be as close to him as possible. You’ve missed him so much over vacation, lying with him right now doesn’t feel real. It’s carnal the way you squeeze his back, though there’s nothing lustful in the touch. He groans, letting himself wrap around you as well.

“You missed me?”

You’re too lost in his heartbeat to register his voice, too sleepy to respond. “Mhm.”

His nails drag up and down your back slowly. “Missed you too.”

You shiver, kissing his chest in response. There’s no need for words when the both of you feel like this; tired and in love. He pulls the old duvet higher up over the both of you to cover your back completely.

And that’s how Wayne finds you the next morning. Tangled in each other like sticky spaghetti.

“Hey, boy, have you seen..”

He pauses, hand on the cold doorknob. It’s certainly a sight Wayne thinks. Eyeing the shoes and backpack of work clothes on the floor, his eyes flit back up to the tangle of lovers. You lay practically all the way on top of Eddie, long sleeves and pants you’d picked out to protect you from the chill drowning you. Under the fabric that is your pajamas, Eddie snores softly, arm still around your middle. This is the type of parenting Wayne never thought he’d have to do with Eddie. He shakes his head, weary smile playing on his lips as he leaves the room to find his boots himself.

He’d given you the key for a reason.

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strangerxperv · 3 months

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Dom Eddie Munson x Shy Sunshine Reader "Sunshine"

(another au? Well of course!)

She Protect and He Fuck

Minors do not interact

NSFW

Eddie is a dominant metal head that takes pleasure in taking care of you. He truly loves caressing your face with his bloody knuckled hands. When you lay kisses on his many wounds or look at him with worried doe eyes. But none of that compares to right now.

"Oh, and by the way! If you ever speak that way about my Eddie: I'll kill you!" Your sweet laugh entangles Eddie and his eyes widen while you're darken, "Sorry. That sounded like a joke. I will actually kill you."

You're standing toe to toe with the jock without a speck of fear. The usual soft warmth you give is eclipsed with glacier rage. It makes the would-be beat up asshole nervous and he takes a step back before fleeing.

Eddie takes slow steps in your direction till he is but a breath away. His dark eyes never wavering from your deep glare that follows the jock. A rough and warm large hand encases your neck while the thumb applies pressure, just slightly.

Finally you look at him as if surprised he's there and your face begins to warm. Your heart races and blood pumps all the quicker under your skin, and he knows. Just as you know that he is affected by you and your show of protectiveness.

"You, you have been such a good girl. So good that I'm not even gonna wait till graduation to knock you up. I'm gonna do it here, Sunshine." Eddie has you backed up to the lines of lockers where one arm lays above your head. He's caged you in with one hand still around your throat, "You get to cum as much as you want tonight, as much as you can handle."

Finally his mouth is pressed to your own but even the gentle touch feels filthy. Eddie's teeth nip at your bottom lip before his long tongue flicks at the sore spot. It makes you moan ever so quietly a sound only he could hear.

"All right! That's enough! Come on! Break it up you two!" Eddie deepens the kiss in retaliation to flick at your tongue before pushing off you.

"Guess I'll have to wait till tonight to thank my little Sunshine."

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sweetyyhippyy · 1 year

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Full. Eddie Munson x Fem! Reader. *SMUT*

(No my pictures. My header.)

Summary: Eddie’s girlfriend has an insatiable appetite for something in particular tonight.

TW: There is no plot. This is just porn. So much breeding kink. So many cream pies. Begging. Talk about pregnancy. Eddie dirty talking. Little bit of praise. Taking pictures post sex.

Word Count: 1K

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Her whole body was vibrating against his, her nails digging into his shoulder blade as she felt her tight hole get filled to the brim for the third time in less than an hour.

Eddie’s head comes up from being buried in her neck, his curly bangs stuck to his forehead with sweat. He looked way more fucked out than she did. “Fuck, baby.” He whispers against her lips, barely audible to her. He shuts his eyes, groaning as he shifts slightly. “Gotta pull out.”

“No no no.” She whines, gripping onto him harder. “Again.” She bats her eyes up at him, sliding her hand from behind his neck to hold one side of his face. “Please, I want more.”

“Baby, you’re overflowing with cum. It’s leaking out of you.”

“Eddie,” She whines pathetically, wrapping her legs around his waist to keep him inside her. “Just one more, please? I want your cum so bad.” She reaches up to kiss him, slipping her tongue into his mouth.

Eddie’s own fingers dig into her outer thigh as he gives her a few shallow thrusts, really just pushing all of his cum deeper inside her. He feels her whole body go limp under him, making him pull back from the kiss to look down at her.

Her eyes roll in the back of her head, her head following and rolling back on the pillow below her. “Yes.” She gasps.

Eddie couldn’t hold the cynical smile on his face back as he looked down at her. “What has you so cum hungry?” The head of his cock nudges her sore cervix, still making her ache for him.

“I want you to fill me up more.” Her eyes were round, heart shapes practically in her irises as she looked up at him.

Eddie let’s out a little laugh. “You want me to fill this pretty pussy up? What if I put a baby in you?”

Her cunt squeezes around his cock at his words, butterflies going from her pussy up to her stomach followed by a low whimper as she wraps her legs around his waist.

“Oh, you want that don’t you? To put a baby inside you? That why you’re cum hungry?”

“Yes! Yes I want you to get me pregnant. Put a baby in me.” She moans out loud, slamming her hips down to meet his movements.

Eddie rolls his head back, grunting loudly. “Keep going, princess. Just like that.” He halts all his thrusts and let’s her fuck herself against him. “That’s a good girl, drain all my cum out of me.”

She holds on tight to Eddie with both her legs and her arms wrapped around his back. Her lips press kisses to the side of his neck, racking the top of her teeth against his pale skin. It wasn’t until she felt her orgasm build up that she starts to suck a hickey into neck.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum. Keep going, my sweet girl.”

She squeezes her legs tighter around his waist, pushing his lower half deeper against her. “Please, I wanna cum too, wanna cum too Eddie.”

Eddie’s face was buried back between her head and her shoulder, grumbly groans and throaty moans being sung in her ear. “Fuck!” Eddie gripes loudly, his body stiffening while he shoots his white ropes inside her again for the fourth time tonight. “Fucking take it, fuck.” Eddie growls in her ear.

She could feel all of the cum leak down to her ass, more than likely pooling down on the sheets below her. Eddie didn’t even have to move anymore for her to reach her orgasm, her muscles clenching around him as she grasps him in desperation of closeness. All she could manage was loud, screaming moans in his ear before she sunk into the mattress, fluttering her eyes closed.

The sound of her heartbeat was filling her eardrums, drowning out the other sounds in the room.

Eddie kisses across her chest and collarbone, letting her calm down. “You with me?” His voice sounding miles away as his finger wipes a bead of sweat from her forehead.

All she manages to do is whimper in response and wrap her arms around his sweaty body, burying her face deep into his chest.

“Baby, I have to pull out, it’s starting to hurt.”

She slowly unwraps her legs from his waist, letting them fall onto the mattress still open.

Eddie grips the base of his softening cock and slowly starts to pull out, making both of them wince out loud.

“Eddie.” She cries, trying to pull him back towards her, the emptiness and ache making her start to cry.

“I know, baby, I know. Shhh.” He coos at her, kissing her cheek as he finally leaves her hole empty for the first time in hours. “Can I look and see how pretty your pussy looks with all my cum?”

She nods her head, cowering behind her hands as she watches him lean back on his knees and spread her pussy lips apart.

“Fuck, you are so cute. Stay just like that for me?” Eddie asks with an excited look on his face as he reaches for the Polaroid camera on his bedside table. He once again spreads her lips apart and snaps a picture of his cum leaking out of her. “Oh fuck, just seeing this is making me hard again.”

She can’t help but giggle at him. “I think my pussy needs a small break.”

Eddie takes the picture and places it on top of the table along with the camera, wanting to get under the sheets with his girl. Once he’s settled on his back, he pulls her toward him, letting her head rest on his chest while he presses endless kisses to her head. “There’s no way I didn’t put a baby in you.”

His statement pulls her back to earth, making her up at him with heavy hooded eyes. “Kinda hope so if I’m being honest.” She says in a quiet voice, turning onto her belly, feeling the cum shift slightly inside her which makes her scrunch her face up in slight discomfort.

“And if I didn’t,” Eddie starts, grabbing her as soft as possible by her neck and bringing his face closer to hers, their lips touching softly. “We just gotta do that again.” He whispers into her gaped mouth before kissing her hungrily, having every intention of having more rounds tonight.

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athena-writes-i-guess · 1 year

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Ok so, ever since I’ve discovered your blog I’m addicted, how you manage to make me love Eddie even more than I already did is beyond le but somehow you did it! I just noticed that your requests were open and was wondering if you could write Eddie with fem reader who’s like, hyper affectionate; she just need to have some sort of physical contact with him even if it it’s just touching his arm or something else. And when she wants affection but is worried to be annoying by asking she does a simply thing where she rest her head against his back or arm?

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!reader

A/N: Hello friend! Thank you so so much for this request! I’m so sorry that it took so long, my mental health hasn’t been great so writing has been hard for me on top of how busy life has been. But this request hit SO close to home as I am constantly looking for affection from my loved ones and I’m just hyper affection in general, I love writing this. I really hope you like it!

You had always been considered “touchy”, you always wanted to be touching the people you love. Person, to be more accurate, as currently the only person you really cared about touching was your boyfriend Eddie Munson. You were always trying to hold his hand or arm, hug him, kiss him, really any sort of affection you could get from him.

Currently you were in his bed with him, both of you reading different magazines as a mixtape he made for you played softly on the stereo. You were itching to touch him, feeling exceptionally touch starved today. But you were trying to hold back, worried that you were annoying him with your constant need for affection.

You had been with each other all day, practically attached to Eddie’s hip as you went about your day. You held his hand when you would walk anywhere, wrap yourself up in his arms when you would sit next to each other, lean up for kisses whenever you could. You were like his little shadow, following him in hopes that you’d get to touch him again.

Eddie had never, ever, made you feel like your affection was unwanted or annoying, yet your insecurities made you second guess that he liked it. Your mind would sometimes scold you for how needy you felt, telling you things like: “He just hugged you, don’t annoy him by asking again!” “He’s been holding your hand all day, give him some space!” And now, as you stared at the magazine in front of you, itching to be held by your boyfriend, it was telling you to leave him alone.

“You okay baby?” Eddie's voice rang out, breaking you from your thoughts.

“What? Oh, yeah, I’m okay. Why do you ask Eds?” You said quickly, whipping your head to the side to look at him. Soft eyes full of adoration found yours and you tried not to melt.

“You haven’t turned the page in like fifteen minutes. What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” He asked with a gentle smile. His hand came up to cup your cheek lightly, thumb caressing the apple of your cheek soothingly.

“I just got distracted, don’t worry about me Eds.” You said with a smile of your own, not wanting to bother him.

“If you're sure, baby.” He smiled before pecking your lips quickly and going back to his magazine.

You smiled from the small dose of affection he gave you, relieved that he initiated it with you. But you wanted more, you wanted to be in his arms snuggled into his chest, your favorite place to be. You loved hearing his heartbeat as it thumped against your ear, you loved the way his scent clung to you after and how you could smell him on your clothes for days, you loved hearing the low rumble in his chest when he would hum or talk to you. You just loved being close to him.

You sighed quietly as to not alarm him, giving into your desires. You looked over to him as he read and leaned your head against his arm. A silent plea Eddie knew to mean that you wanted his attention and affection.

You heard him chuckle as you screwed up your eyes, “There she is. My baby want some lovin’?” He cooed as he put the magazine on his side table and pulled you into his arms, resting you against his chest gently. You heard him chuckle again as you nodded your head against him with a little excited “mhmm!”, happy to be in his arms finally. “I’ll always have lovin’ to give to you sweetheart.” He laughed as you seemed to almost burrow into him further.

He grabbed your leg and pulled it over to the other side of his body so you were effectively straddling him as you cuddled into his chest. “There you go, I want you as close as possible sweet thing. We can stay like this all night if you want, okay?” He asked, rubbing up and down your back as he placed soft kisses into your hair.

“Thank you baby.” You mumbled against his shirt. “I love you so much Eddie.”

“Oh I love you too sweetness. So fuckin much.” He said, you could hear the smile pulling at his lips as he spoke. You let out a dreamy sigh as he started to hum along to the song that was playing as he continued to rub your back, he was just as ecstatic to have you in his arms as you were to be there.

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fhrlclln · 2 years

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it’s 12:00 am and i’m horny ;>

i’m thinking of a older!eddie x fem! reader, who’s your neighbor and maybe 10 years your senior (you’re an adult obvi.) he’s single and runs a mechanic shop. you always notice him sitting by the porch of his trailer, smoking, manspreading in his dirty work overalls that’s tied to his waist, showcasing his dirty white tank top that’s full of grease stains. you can’t stop staring at him, and neither can he with your little innocent gestures, calling him mr. munson.

—> pt. 2, pt. 3

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you bit your bottom lip seeing him right there, the brown paper bag you’re carrying situated on your hip for leverage as you walk down the gravel path towards your home that’s next to his. you could smell the cigar smoke, you tried not to glance at him again. he just looked so hot, the evident matureness in his face and his aftershave that had you gasping for air in the inside. your pussy throbbing seeing him so laid back. looking fucking ethereal manspreading there, cigar on his lips and his crazy mullet let down. tattoos showing from his bare arms that were glistening with sweat, he probably got back from work you had guessed.

mr, mr, mr. eddie munson

your throat was dry, a thirst you ache to quench. your thighs felt tingly, having this fantasy about your older neighbor, who’s probably is in his 30’s was embarrassing as it is. your hands fumbled with your keys, taking your sweet time unlocking your door, only for his voice to quip up all of the sudden making you jump a bit in surprise.

“your parents not home, sweetheart?” his gruff voice asked, you turned to the side, eyes batting seeing him smile at you. your breath got caught in your throat, you shyly nodded, still turning the key to hear the clicking sound. silently panicking in the inside, this is the first time he talked to you and you’re so flustered. fuck, fuck, fuck.

“they’re out of town for a while, mr. munson.” you informed him, voice soft as a feather. you turned to him, grocery bag still in hand. heart pounding, butterflies in your tummy seeing him lean back, cigarette now on his hands as he blew out a smoke. staring at you with his intense gaze. still a smile on his face that had you thinking if his face was rideable.

“leaving you all alone here?” he tsked.

“it’s their anniversary. i offered to k-keep watch of the house.” you explained, feeling a little tight in the clothes you’re wearing. as much as you liked staring at him from time to time, never had you expected talking to him now, hence the nervousness radiating in your tone. you watch him stand up from his place, his boots hitting the ground as he slowly walked over to you. stopping by the start of your porch’s steps.

“must feel shit lonely keeping the house all by yourself then, sweets.” he commented, crossing his arms as his biceps bulged before you. tattoos showing prominently. making your mouth dry when you glanced at them, then back to his face, not wanting to be a creep checking him out. not like he noticed it already.

“n-not at all.” you admitted, cheeks heating.

“really? got someone keeping you company?”

“no—“

“or maybe you just keep yourself busy by checking me out all the time, sweetheart.” eddie smirked, catching you red handed making your eyes widen like saucers. was it that obvious? yes, apparently.

“mr. munson—“ you gulped, suddenly feeling ashamed. his dick twitched at that. “i didn’t mean to really…”

“it’s rude to stare, sweetheart. especially with those cute fuck-me eyes. didn’t your mama tell you otherwise?” he slowly sauntered towards you, each step he took making your pussy clench out of nothing. he noticed it, the way your thighs rubbed against each other. oh, how he held himself back countless times when caught you staring at him from your porch all the time. it was the reason why he always sat in front of his trailer everyday after work just to see you ogle at him. he found it cute when you denied it now, so cute he’d fuck the shit out of you right here and now. little slut you are for riling him up.

now he stood before you close, as you could smell the cigar and grease from him, a musk you could taste that had you reeling in. his fingers gripped your chin gently, thumb on your lower lip as you looked to his eyes again. breaths mingling, lust in the air, his cock hard underneath his overalls. both blinded by lust as he trailed his thumb to caress your lip, wondering if your mouth would be as fuckable as he had imagined. mustering the thought of you moaning out his name when he pounds into you hard, abusing that pussy. mr. munson

“wanna invite me in? keep you company? i’d show you a good fucking time than staring, sweetheart.” he licked his lips, letting go of your chin, making you pout at the lost of his touch. you’re young, horny, maybe he can help you solve your staring problem. your panties felt damp as you eagerly nodded like the good girl you are. he smirked seeing you open the door and turn to him, innocently asking for it.

“yes, please.”

“please what?”

“please, mr. munson.”

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older! eddie is smth, makes me feral 😫

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sunflowerxthoughts · 1 year

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I think Wayne is super hyper aware of who Eddie hangs out with because after the whole Chrissy thing he doesn't want to risk Eddie getting hurt more than he already does because people are mean.

You and Eddie have had a... Thing for a while in private and as soon as it's official he wants to go public, and when Wayne finds out suddenly everything you do and say is judged. And you understand, you really do. But Eddie is clueless and you are not going to make things harder for him.

No matter how much affection and doe eyes the man sees he is just not convinced. That is until Eddie gets super sick. Not being able to get out of bed sick. And he finally understands.

The way you arrive at the trailer with all of Eddie's favorite snacks, soup, medicine, a couple of fantasy books and a back pack of your own clothing (even though Eddie will lend you as many clothes as you like). You fluff his pillows, tuck him in, put his hair up so it won't bother him you set camp on the floor, at least until Eddie begs you to lay with him.

And when Eddie is finally asleep and you go out of the room, Wayne is ready to engulf you into a sweet embrace contrary to how rough he looks.

"Thank you. Sorry for not trusting you."

"It's okay Mr. Munson. I know it is what it is and you want to be careful. I understand."

"Hey, none of that. It's uncle Wayne from now on. You are family now."

And it's not because you passed some silly test. It's because you didn't think twice about coming to help, it's the way you look at him so lovingly.

Wayne is suddenly very calm about this. Because he knows deep down, Eddie is in good hands. The trailer now is a home for three.

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honey-flustered · 9 months

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Made With Love (Fluff)

Eddie Munson x Crocheter!Soft!GF!Plus!Reader

Summary: You love making gifts for your boyfriend and his cool uncle. And Eddie just simply adores you.

A/N: Just short draft that ive kept for a while now because i just didn’t know what to do with it. So ive decided to publish it as it is so that in the meantime i can get my shit together.

Word Count: 1.5k+

Summary: inexperienced!reader and eddie, plus size reader, hinted!autistic reader, eddie being a simp for reader, lots of fluff, wayne being reader’s number 1 supporter (don’t tell eddie 🤭), sexually suggestive language and behavior, some body worship, kissing, cuddling

Eddie Munson is the luckiest man in the world. No really because just how did he manage to get a girl like you in his arms? You went beyond his criteria of a perfect girl which was simply to be a woman. But you’ve exceeded in ways he could have never imagined.

For one, you’ve got amazing taste in music. Despite the differences in your music genres, you both appreciate the variety and exchange songs all the time. Second, you’re absolutely gorgeous. Eddie knew he loved rubenesque women but you were all that and more. He swears could die and go to heaven at the feeling of your thick thighs and soft belly as you’d lay his head on either part. And not to mention that beautiful face he yearns to see smiling at him constantly with those enchanting eyes that seem to twinkle endlessly.

Lastly—a fact about you that has both facts, one and two, beat—you’re awfully talented. You bake, paint, and, best of all, you crochet.

You crochet just about everything and he admires it. The best part is you always came up with the most interesting things that even Eddie wasn’t sure he needed.

Currently, you and Eddie were curled up on his couch. Your eyes wandering his shaky lean frame while his eyes stays glued to the television set, a gentle hand caressing your thigh.

You pride yourself for being an observant one, a skill you’ve had to perfect throughout your childhood in order to understand the world around you. And because you’re so observant, nothing gets passed you including the way he continues to shiver beside you.

“Something wrong?” You ask, concerned.

“Just my unusually cold wrists as always,” Eddie sighs. “Strangely specific, I know. It’s the chain bracelet and leather cuffs. The silver and leather are like ice against my skin with this freezing ass weather.”

You smile brightly, clapping your hands in excitement. “Actually, I have just the thing for this little issue.”

“Oh, do you?” Eddie smirks, nose scrunching up in amusement.

“Mhm,” You nod as you began rummaging through your bumblebee bag (crocheted by yours truly). “Close you eyes.”

“‘Kay.” He obeys with a smile never leaving his face.

Rushing up to stand in front of the television set, you held the items behind your back before commanding your boyfriend to open his eyes once more.

“So…I’ve noticed the way you rub your wrists for the friction to radiate some heat because they’re always so cold lately. And I also notice that when the cold becomes to unbearable you’re forced to remove your wrist accessories,” You began your spiel as if you’re in an infomercial. “Why should you sacrifice style or possibly losing your accessories because of naked wrists? Well not anymore with my handy dandy…wrist bands!”

You shoot your hands up and out in front of you, dangling each red and white patterned wristband in either hand. “I also call them Eds Bracelet Warmers as a placeholder product name.”

“That’s metal!” Eddie praises, standing up to study the bands closely. You release them into his hands and he stares down at them in awe, sliding each onto his arm and making a little show of them before his attention resumes back on you.

“Do you like it?” You say rocking back and forth on your heels anxiously.

“I love it! It’s the best gift you’ve ever given me.”

You snort out a giggle. “You say that with every crochet I’ve made you.”

“I was wrong all the other times. I mean, as much as I love the crocheted mug warmers, pillows, and seat cover…I’m thinking this might top them all. Just look at the detailing on this. You’re like a goddamn Picasso. Thank you, sweetheart,” Eddie says with a hand on his chest, letting you know just how much you’ve touched his heart. Then he suddenly grows shy, tapping his index fingers together as he avoids your gaze. “Permission to hold you. Maybe…kiss you a little.”

“You don’t have to ask,” You run into his embrace, cupping his face in your hands to plant a searing hot kiss onto his lips. With the mixture of your forwardness and his knee-buckling reaction, he’s sent falling back against the couch with you still in his arms.

You scramble to peel yourself off from above him, not wanting to put to much pressure on his slender frame. And yet he interlocks his fingers together right on your lower back, keeping you still. “Wait, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You could never, baby,” Eddie says, bringing a hand up to your face to caress your cheek. He then traces his thumb faintly around your lips. “I want you on me all the time.”

He suddenly becomes nervous, a tinge of pink coloring his cheeks. He’s nervous under your alluring gaze, aware that you’re clocking every shift and change in his facial features and mood. Embarrassingly, he had an erection that you no doubt felt in between your bodies and pressing against your belly. Eddie decides to release you from his full grasp.

Instead of pulling away, you draw his thumb into your mouth slowly, pursing your lips around them as you look him through your lashes and half-lidded eyes.

He chokes out an audible whine, even the inside of your mouth felt good. He’s never wanted to explore it this badly. When you pull your mouth around the digit with a pop, Eddie’s quick to cup your face now and shoves his tongue into your mouth. He takes control of the motions, gradually rolling your bodies over so that he’d end up on top.

His eager hands glide up your smooth skin of your thighs, pushing up your dress that fit snug around you. Your hands entangle themselves in his hair, letting your long nails lightly scratch his scalp.

You and Eddie have been soft lovers with one another, taking your time and being patient with one another regarding physical affection. It took a lot for the two of you to feel comfortable enough to ask each other for touches and eventual kisses. You’d say you’ve gotten pretty far.

Sometimes, things would get heated and you’d be concerned that it might lead to sex considering you’re both virgins. However, aside from your anxieties and insecurities, you actually did feel as if you’re ready to give yourself to him. But ever the gentleman, Eddie is usually one to call it quits.

But with his lips moving against your own so passionately, you couldn’t see how he’d pull away now. Especially not when you’ve got fistful of his Hellfire club shirt in your hands to prevent him from doing so.

Nonetheless, he pulls away much to your chagrin. The faint reminder of his lips against yours still felt by you in the span of a millisecond. You wish that feeling could linger forever.

He stares down at you, examining the look on your face. It’s your turn to hold him still against you, your nails burrowing in his exposed lower back.

“Sweetheart…” Eddie begins as if in a trance.

“Yes…Eddie.”

“I think…that I—”

The swinging of the creaky, trailer door is enough to lurch you both apart, sitting in your designated seats on the couch. Uncle Wayne enters the room with a hand over one eye and an outstretched hand to guide himself into the home.

“All clear?” He asks.

Eddie rolls his eyes. “All clear, Waydog. We’ve been good.”

Wayne opens his eyes slowly, his gaze landing on you on the couch. He perks up with a bright smile. “Oh, y/n, what a pleasant surprise! I wasn’t sure you’d be here. I was actually worried I was going to walk into Eddie watching—“

“Dude!” Eddie interrupts, staring at his uncle in incredulous betrayal.

“Aw come on. I kid, I kid. You know that’s what we Munson men do. She’s used to that by now.” Wayne chuckles, placing some bags of grocery on the counter.

You giggle, soothing Eddie’s hair as way of ensuring him that it’s okay. Going over to the kitchen, you and Eddie help Wayne unload the groceries when Wayne notices the crochet bands around his nephew’s wrists.

“Those look neat! You think you could make me a pair?” Wayne asks you with hopeful eyes.

“Of course! And don’t you worry, I’ll even get them to match the beanie hat I’m still making for you.” You beam.

“Woah, woah. Wait a minute. He gets a matching hat?” Eddie inquires with a pout.

“Oh, like you haven’t stolen the first hat she’s made me.” Wayne chuckles.

“I didn’t steal. I borrowed.”

“For 4 whole months?”

“There isn’t a time limit for borrowing something. If there is, I’d like to see the rule.” Eddie challenges.

“I think you’re just jealous of us,” Wayne says, standing beside you with you nodding in agreement. “Why else would you take my gifts if not to have them all to yourself?”

“My girlfriend and my uncle in alliance against me.” Eddie laughs, shaking his head in bewilderment. “Didn’t think I’d see the day coming so soon.”

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The three exes of Eddie Munson

Part nine

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Eddie was smoking a cigarette and the smoke was blowing into your face as you watched them put Donna in the back of a cop car.

She had been stalking Eddie for years, well before he ever slept with her and he had no clue.

You shivered.

“You cold?” Eddie asked and you shook your head.

The arrest was calmer than you thought it would have been. When the police arrived they cut her off mid rant. When she tried to tell them that Eddie wanted her there-which he denied, they put her in cuffs.

“I don’t even know what to say,” Eddie finally said as the cop car pulled away.

“She had duct tape and rope in her bag, Eddie. She wasn’t leaving here without taking you with her,” you said.

“I know. Shit,” Eddie sighed. “You probably think this whole thing is my fault.”

You shrugged. “I did. At first. But seeing now just how crazy people can get…you really have no control of your own life do you?”

Eddie shook his head. “Not any more.”

You didn’t reply as you stared forward at the empty street.

“I’m sorry,” Eddie said. “For everything. Not just this but also before, when I hurt you.”

You chewed on your lip but kept silent.

“I thought you’d be better off without me. You were going to be a hotshot doctor and what was I? A nobody. I didn’t want to just mooch off of you while you became successful,” he went on.

“You know that wasn’t how it was going to be, Eddie.” You know I loved you.

“Loved?” He asked, “Do you still love me now?”

And you answered without even thinking about it.

Next chapter is the last chapter

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gravedigginbbydoll · 9 months

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Hawkins University

The College Sweethearts Saga

~ The Munson Edition ~

Eddie Munson never thought he'd become so close to someone who is so atrocious at guitar and works as a professional snitch, but he can't help but find himself more and more intrigued by you.

→ cliches: friends to lovers, heavy use of nicknames instead of Y/N, we're all just struggling college kids, Music Tutor! Eddie, Resident Assistant! Reader, good girl x bad boy, instant connections, 'I don't trust most people but I trust you', 'are we friends or more?', and 'I can't believe you're such a slut that you have a special dtf drawer...'

→ warnings: strong language, bullying, mental health, eventual smut, minors dni

→ pairing: modern!college!eddie x college!fem!reader

chapters containing smut marked with +

Chapter 1: Eddie

Chapter 2: Bug

Chapter 3: Eddie

Chapter 4: Bug

Chapter 5: Eddie

Chapter 6: Bug

Chapter 7: Eddie

Chapter 8: Bug

Chapter 9: Eddie

Chapter 10: Bug

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𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑 𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖓𝖊𝖜 | by : 𝓐𝓰𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓪

𝕾𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞 : you flee from your kingdom after you found out about the secret agenda from your groom to be, you got into an accident in the forbidden place, who would risk to save you when its against from your world to interact with the other side?

𝖂𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 : 18+ Knight!Eddie Munson x FEM!Princess Reader, language, reader and Eddie are both (21), amnesia, vi0lence, murder, arrange marriage, bl00d (not gore), the story is set in 17th century

𝕻𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 : Knight!Eddie Munson x FEM!Princess Reader

𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝕰𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖙 : MDNI‼️angst, fluff, eventual smut, upside down exists in this story, dark fantasy, action, romance

𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖊 𝕿𝖔 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 : I missed making series and I've been wanting to make this for such a long time and I hope you'll enjoy it and love it :))

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗 𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖊 : if you listen at the song down below, you will understand more of what I'm trying to do with this series!

REBLOGS ARE DEEPLY AND HIGHLY APPRECIATED! 🥺🫶🏻✨

☆ EDDIE MUNSON'S MASTERLIST ☆

❣ AGATHA'S MAIN PAGE ❣

(*EACH PART HAS THEIR OWN DETAILED WARNING, PLEASE READ THEM FIRST BEFORE CONTINUING!*)

𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕦𝕖

✦ 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓞𝓷𝓮 : o𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍

✦ 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝔀𝓸 : 𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗

✦ 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮 : 𝚃𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗

✦ 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓕𝓸𝓾𝓻 : 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎

✦ 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓕𝓲𝓿𝓮 : 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜, 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎

✦ 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓢𝓲𝔁 : 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚖 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍 *JUST RELEASED*

✦ 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓢𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 : 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎? (✎ still in progress)

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strangerxperv · 1 month

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Eddie in a snail pace relationship with you that evolves from fucking your thighs. He moved up in your heart to fucking your lips. A dangerous game of tapping against your clit and smearing precum with slick. He makes you cum and keeps fucking you until you're desperate.

Desperate for his cum to spray onto your puffy cunt but he won't let himself cum. Eddie thrusts until he cramps with his thighs twitching. Breath comes fast as if he was never meant to breathe. His balls feel full to the point it hurts, he wants to cum.

But you look so good withering and wiggling under him that he needs you to cum again. Please, cum again. Just one more and he'll spill all over you till it drips dangerously close to your quivering gasping hole.

It's a couple more months of this torture that has you begging him, "Jus' the tip, Eds. Please, I wan fee- you inside me. Pretty please. I nee' it." You don't know how many times he's made you cum. You don't care because if it feels this good now?

You have to have him side, just the tip. Eddie wants to take it slow and so do you. But...does the tip count?

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sweetyyhippyy · 2 years

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The Jar. Eddie Munson x Fem! Reader. *FLUFF/SMUT*

(Header is the courtesy of the lovely @boldlyvoid 💕)

Summary: Reader had a friends with benefits relationship with Eddie. Eddie finds the “hookup jar” after one of their nights together.

TW: Robin being funny and teasing reader. Some sexual content (Riding, Eddie cumming in reader’s mouth, Eddie teasing reader verbally, swallowing). Confession of love.

Word Count: 1.9k

AN: Thank you Emily for requesting this, I really loved writing it!

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“I just need to change my shirt really quick and then we can go. I’m pissed, I really wanted to wear this today, stupid fucking toothpaste.” She grumbles at the end, lifting her shirt up above her head while Robin goes wide-eyed seeing her best friend in her bra. She had every intention to shield her eyes until she noticed the bruises that trailed down her stomach and across her chest.

“You whore.” Robin laughs, shaking her head.

“Robin!” She drops her jaw, furrowing her eyebrows at her friend. “What was that for?!”

“You owe the jar some money.” Robin points to her torso. “You letting Munson turn you into a Dalmatian with all those spots?”

She looks down at her torso, turning around quickly- like it was going to do anything at this point. “You weren’t supposed to see those.”

“What happened to you breaking it off because you were starting to get feelings for him?” Robin asks, sitting on the edge of her friend’s bed.

She sighs as she gets a new shirt from her closet, throwing it on. “I know, and I was going to break it off after I told you about what I was feeling. But then… I don’t know.” She shrugs her shoulders. “I just can’t say no to his face, it’s so cute. And we have such a good time together, and not even just sexually. Robin, yesterday we rented a movie and when I went over to his house and we talked for hours.”

She smiled thinking about their conversation, talking about stuff they did growing up, where they hoped to be in 5-10 years time.

“Why don’t you just tell Eddie you like him? Why are you holding on to it?”

“Because what if he doesn’t feel the same way? Then I have to face the humiliation of him turning me down. Both of us agreed when we started this, that we weren’t going to involve feelings.”

“All friends with benefits arrangements say that, and then one of them gets feelings.” Robin shrugs her shoulders.

“Yeah but… I don’t even know.” She stops herself from coming up with another excuse as to why she couldn’t tell Eddie she practically loved him.

“All feelings aside, did you put some money into the jar for that?” Robin gets up and goes to the top drawer the “Eddie jar” was in. “Jesus, at this rate, you’re taking me on vacation to Guam with all this money in here.” Robin shakes the jar.

“You’re obnoxious.” She huffs, grabbing her purse and fishing out two $5 bills, handing them over to Robin to put in the jar.

“$10? But the thing says $5?”

“Do the math Robin.”

Robin looks at the money and then back at her friend in shock. “Jesus, like little bunny rabbits.”

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She was going to make herself go broke at the rate her and Eddie were going at it this week alone.

Eddie had both of his arms wrapped around her waist while he bucked his hips up, really plowing his cock inside her while she straddled his lap.

She was digging her nails into both sides of his shoulders, lazy and tired moans filling the room. “Don’t stop, Eddie fuck.” Her forehead rested against his, their lips barely touching with each thrust. “Fuck me so good.”

Eddie grunts as she clenches around him. “I’m not going to last, pretty girl. ‘M gunna cum.” He growls.

“I want it.” She whines. “Cum please.” She was just as desperate for his climax as he was, she had already cum 3 times and her body was exhausted. “I want it, baby. In my mouth.” She ghosts her lips against his before kissing him, threading her fingers through his hair. She slammed down against him, meeting his thrusts.

Eddie groans into her mouth, nipping at her bottom lip. “Get on your knees.” He whispers, quickly pulling out of her.

She sinks down onto her knees, sticking her tongue out as she watches Eddie jerk himself off above her. Her nails rake up and down his thighs as she waits, giving him soft eyes as she stares up at him.

“Fuck you are so pretty with that tongue out for me.” His breath is fast as he pumps his cock quicker, grunting as he tries to keep his orgasm back. “Gonna swallow my cum, princess?”

She smiles widely, nodding her head while she waits for him to finally cum.

Eddie’s eyes squeeze shut, his head thrown back as he finally cums, shooting the white ropes onto her tongue, some of it landing on her chin.

If it was one thing she loved, it was how vocal and loud Eddie was when he came, all the loud whines and throaty grunts that came from him.

She takes her tongue back in her mouth, swallowing his cum with a hazed look on her face.

“Missed a spot, princess.” He takes his thumb and swipes the pad of it across the small patch of thick liquid on her chin, feeding it to her. “Don’t wanna waste any right?”

She sucks on his thumb, butterflies filling her stomach with the way he was looking at her. She finally takes his finger out, leaning back on her heels. “No, don’t wanna waste any.”

Eddie helps her up, laying her on her bed. He leans down and kisses her lips. “Gonna get a washcloth, be right back.”

She nods her head, nuzzling her head in the pillow below her head. She was exhausted now that she was still and relaxing, all she wanted was to cuddle with Eddie and make out with him more.

Eddie walks back, sitting on the edge of her bed while he spreads her legs, wiping her inner thighs and slit clean of her cum.

She can’t help but giggle. “My thighs feel like jello.”

“You put in a lot of work, princess. You want anything else?” Eddie asks, brushing her hair out of her face.

Her heart was beating out of her chest with his doe eyes looking down at her. She bites back a nervous smile, clearing her throat. “You wanna smoke? I still have some flower in my dresser. Top drawer on the left in a blue metal box. But you’re going to have to roll, I don’t have the skilled fingers that you have.”

Eddie smirks and gets up, walking over to her dresser across the room and opening the drawer. He finds the metal box he was looking for, but before he closes it, he sees a large jar with a piece of paper taped around that said “I said I wouldn’t hook up with him again then I did again”.

“Did you find it?” She asks from the bed.

“Uh, yeah I found something. What’s this?” Eddie takes the jar from its spot, turning to show her.

Her eyes go wide seeing the jar in his hand, her stomach dropping. “Shit.” She sighs, sitting up quickly. “You… you weren’t supposed to see it. Fucking Robin didn’t put it back where it’s supposed to go.” She mutters.

“So, what’s this about?” He asks, sitting on the edge of the bed. “You wanted to stop hooking up?” Eddie sounded a little hurt when he asked the question.

She couldn’t even lie to him, the hurt in his voice made her heart hurt. “A few months ago I kinda realized that the promise we made when we first started hooking up… I kinda broke that promise. And I wanted to stop hooking up because I didn’t want this to get messy. So then Robin started the jar as a joke and then… it wasn’t a joke anymore. God, I’m sorry Eddie.”

“You broke a promise? What promise was that?”

She sighs, fidgeting around with her hand. “You’re really going to make me say it? It was the night that you came over when I thought I heard something in the house when my parents were gone. Just the fact that you came over, no questions asked and searched the entire place and then stayed over just to make sure I was okay. I couldn’t think of you as someone who I just slept with… I started to get feelings for you. And then stuff started to change after we had sex, you would stay over and cuddle with me, and we would go out and do things together. I kinda started to love you.”

Eddie’s big brown eyes were fixed on her own eyes as she spoke, which really just made her feel like she was two inches tall. He didn’t speak one word to her after her speech.

“Sorry.” She covers her body up with her bed sheet, dropping eye contact with Eddie. “You can go, if you want. You don’t have to stick around.”

Eddie leans down, tilting her face up to look at him before he kisses her. This kiss felt different than the other times they’ve kissed, it was so soft, and gentle, but she could feel his heart beating hard against her hand.

She reaches out to touch his face, holding his cheek in her hand while they kiss each other.

Eddie was the first to pull away, a small laugh leaving his lips. “I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel the same way about you, sweetheart.”

“Huh?” She says loudly, making a loud rumbly laugh come from Eddie.

“Baby, I fell in love with you long before you fell in love with me. I was too much of a chicken shit to ask you out on a real date, so I thought asking to fuck you on the regular was a much easier, like an idiot.” He chuckles. “I think by the second or third time we had sex, my heart belonged to you. I didn’t want to ruin what we had by telling you I was practically in love with you. Especially since you would run 5 seconds after we both finished.”

“I ran because I thought if I stuck around to cuddle or whatever I was going to let it slip I started to like you. God both of us are really idiots aren’t we.” She chuckles.

Eddie laughs too, reaching back for her hand to hold it, playing with the silver ring on her middle finger. “Yeah we are. Now that feelings are laid out on the table, where does it leave us?”

“You’re the only guy I’ve been having sex with the past 6 months, I don’t want anyone else if I’m being honest with you.”

“Yeah, I don’t want anyone else either, baby. You’re it for me.”

She smiles hearing the words come from his mouth. “Yeah, you’re it for me too Eds.”

“So, how about our first official date, we use the money in this bad boy?”

“Okay but you’ll have to tell Robin that she’s not going to Guam anymore.” She giggles.

“Guam? Jesus, how much money do you have in here?” He shakes the jar.

“I put $5 everytime we had sex for the last 3 months. And we go at it almost every single day. You can’t keep your hands off me.” She pokes.

“Well, looks like we’re about to add another, at least $20 by the end of the night.” Eddie raises his eyebrows at her, putting the jar on the nightstand before attacking her with kisses. “You say it first, I’ve been dying to hear those 3 words come out of this pretty little mouth for months.”

She holds both sides of his face with her hands, pressing their noses together. “I love you, Eddie.”

“Somehow it sounds even better than I thought it would.” He whispers before kissing her. “I love you, too.”

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athena-writes-i-guess · 1 year

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Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Prompt: “I thought you left”/ “Nope, just making pancakes”

Warnings: very tiny amout of hurt, mostly fluff, implied sexual encounter (no real description)

You sighed in content as you woke up to the cold morning air, squinting in the bright sunlight as it blinded you momentarily as you slowly opened your eyes. You smiled to yourself as you remembered the night you had as you stretched out your back. You had been pining for the cute guitarist whose band played every Tuesday night at the bar that you worked at. And finally, after months of flirting after his gigs and hanging out on your days off, you and Eddie Munson had spent the night together. Hopefully the first of many.

You bit your lip as memories of passionate kisses and heated touches passed through your mind. Confessions and promises that had been made during your feverish embrace warmed you from the inside out. You felt giddy at what this could possibly mean for the two of you. A relationship, you hoped. Eddie was everything you had ever wanted in a partner and more. A goofy sweetheart whose only goal when you were together was to make you smile as much as he could. You had actually been in the same class with Eddie all the way until his first senior year, but you hadn’t started spending time with each other until you got the job at the bar. Both of you agreeing that you “wanted to make up for lost time”. And make up, you did.

You finally turned to your side to catch a glimpse of the metalhead before waking him up and your smile fell. Next to you, where Eddie had been when you kissed each other goodnight a few hours ago, was an empty bed. You felt your stomach drop. He wouldn’t have left right? He would have at least woken you up to say goodbye. Right? You reached out and felt the space, hoping the spot was still warm and he had just gone to your bathroom or something, but your heart felt like it could crack when you felt the cold sheets.

Eddie didn’t seem like the guy to sleep with someone and then run. Eddie was sweet and kind, why would he just leave? You sat up and tried to look around the room for any sign of him, maybe a shirt or his pants, anything that could indicate that he was still here, and found nothing. Though, in the heat of the moment both of your clothes had been thrown around the room, you weren’t even sure where your shirt was let alone his. You slowly pulled yourself out of bed, feeling both hurt and a little heartbroken and wondering if every sweet thing Eddie had ever said to you was a lie. Had he just said those things to get in your pants? Fuck. You hoped not.

You put on a large sweater you had left on a chair in the corner of the room before flinging your door open and walking out into the rest of your small apartment. You were immediately hit with the smell of something burning and began to panic as you rushed towards your kitchen, fearing an electrical fire or something had broken out while you were sleeping.

“Fuck. Shit. Fuck!” You heard gasped out as you rounded the corner. There in your kitchen, in only his boxers, was Eddie holding a smoking pan as he rushed it to the sink. “Son of a bitch!” He exclaimed as he turned on the water and received a face full of steam.

“Eddie?” You said in surprise, grabbing his attention.

He whipped his head around to you, his eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights, “Oh, hey, good morning sweetheart.” He said with a nervous smile as he took in your shocked expression and assumed you were pissed at him. “I’m so sorry for this, I’ll clean everything up.”

“I thought you left.” You said, letting out a chuckle of relief.

Eddie’s head tilted in confusion, “Nope, just making pancakes.” He smiled with a small shrug. “Or at least I was trying to.” He sighed as he looked at the remains of the burnt pancake in the pan. He turned back to you after a moment and rushed over to close the distance between you two before wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close. “I just wanted to make you some breakfast in bed, gorgeous.”

You snaked your arms around his neck as you stared into those warm brown eyes of his, his soft hot skin comforting under your touch. “Thank you so much Eddie. That means a lot, pretty boy.” You said, smiling as you watched the light blush creep into his cheeks at the title. “How about we go to the diner down the street for breakfast?” You suggested.

“That sounds great sweetheart.” He chirped, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on your plush lips, his lips molding to yours like they were meant to be there. He pulled back after a moment with a love-drunk look on his face. “I still can’t believe I get to do that now.” He said as he let out a soft disbelieving chuckle, his long curls tickling your face as he shook his head lightly.

You beamed, not really being able to believe it yourself. You leaned forward and captured his lips again in a heated kiss, a low moan pulling from the metalhead as he kissed you hungrily. “How about we go back to bed for an hour or two and I can help convince you how real it is.” You said quietly as you pulled away, looking at him through your lashes.

A devilish grin pulled at Eddie’s lips as he quirked up a brow. “Oh I could definitely use some convincing, pretty thing.” He cooed, nipping your lower lip playfully as he started walking the two of you back to your bedroom.

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fhrlclln · 2 years

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older!mechanic! eddie x fem! reader pt. 2

screwing your older hot neighbor is the key to your thirst. 😵‍💫

—> pt. 1, pt. 3

nsfw/smut under the cut

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it started from innocently staring at him because he’s hot. which he is, you never knew your sex life would sky rocket to the moon the moment you invited him in your empty home. out of horniness and the desire to satiate the sexual tension for the older man. it was wrong to do this, he’s like old enough— well, not old enough to be your dad, old enough you’d call him ‘mr’. but here you are, in your bedroom, him screwing the shit out of you. like he’s been dying for it. which he totally is, (and so was you.)

“mr. munson!” you cried out, gripping his hair with one hand while the other was planted on the surface of your sheets, gripping tight for leverage as you tilted your head back feeling his cock fuck your cunt up from below. he’s big, both in width and length, abusing your pussy so good. he’s so cocky right now underneath you, he still has that ass-eating smirk on his face as he stares at your bouncing breasts before him. littered with his bites that trails up to your neck.

“this tight fucking pussy’s gripping me so good, sweetheart. you’re such a good girl.” he praised breathily, arms wrapped around your waist, balls slapping against your wet cunt. he’s dreamed of this, fucking up your innocent persona. he’s currently corrupted you with three orgasms, two by his tongue and fingers and the other one with him just sliding in your overstimulated pussy. it felt like heaven.

“mhm— right there! oh, god, mr. munson.” he pounds in to you harder. calling him mr. sounded like he was a old creep (he probably is), but it had him hooked the second it came from your lips. he loves it, loves the way you’re so cock-drunk from him. your other arm moves, wrapping both around his neck as you eagerly kissed him. tongue and all, him dominating your mouth with such ferocity and greed. felt wrong but so right, who would screw your own neighbor? you apparently. you didn’t care anyways what your broken morals are now, you’re going to hell anyways…

with him. he seems reluctant as well.

“gonna cum, fill your little cunt up. make you mine.” he groans against your lips, roughly standing up to his knees.

“oh!” you squealed as he grips your waist tight, bruising your soft flesh. cock pounding in and out with an immense speed that him feral. he sounds so animalistic fucking you, the sight of his blown-out irises made you clench around him. his hair dropping down his face, sweat beading both of your bare bodies. your moans filled the room, mouth agape a bit, looking like a dumb whore that he liked to see on you. you cried out his name this time.

“please, eddie.” you cried out as he leaned down to roughly catch your lips. calloused hands caressing your sides now, as you felt yourself cumming. the tip of his cock rubbing perfectly on your spot. his balls tightened, his brows furrowed in concentration, you whimpered against his soft lips before your belly snapped. your back arches, nails digging on his buff shoulders, his chest hair brushed against your nipples. the euphoric high got you so dizzy, you could now feel his own cum start oozing into you as he bottomed himself in, filling you up to the brim with a sigh. fuck, was it perfect.

“jesus, that was fucking good. you with me, baby?” he kissed your heated cheeks. you nodded slowly, still blissed out at such an intense orgasm, you whimpered now feeling him pull out of you sloppily.

“‘m with you, mr. munson.” you smiled sheepishly like you were drunk. just cock-drunk and fucked out good.

“eddie.” he corrected you, smiling sweetly as he kissed your sweaty forehead. you hummed, liking his attention and affections. a different side of him you see than what you presumed to be intimidating knowing how he looks. tattoos and all. he stands up from his place, you watch him lazily, placid glistening cock swinging a bit in every move he made as he kneeled down to get something from his overalls. cigarettes and a lighter. typical. he needed the nicotine after a good fucking.

he looks over to you, placing a cigar on his lips. “can i smoke, sweets?”

“just open the window a bit.” you agreed, rolling to your stomach, liking the post-sex haze of the hour. the cool air hitting your bare ass as you snuggled against your pillow with a relaxed sigh. he almost pounces on the bed seeing your little oblivious stunt, but he held himself back as he lit the cigar, opening your window a bit as requested, careful not to flash himself from the whole neighborhood. a scandal for the christian neighbors, he’s already painted as a devil-worshipper back then.

he stares at your bare figure, blowing a smoke out through his nose. god, are you beautiful. your head pops up from your pillows as you lazily looked towards him, earning a smirk from the older man. he looked absolutely hot smoking while naked. you can clearly see his chest tattoos, body hair on his chest and his happy trail. you blush, grabbing the pillow to snuggle it against your chest, resting on your side now, facing him. fuck, was he done for.

“such a pretty girl.” he murmurs, walking over to you as he places a sweet kiss on your lips.

“i think you’re pretty as well.” you whisper bashfully making him blush now. no one’s ever called him pretty.

“mhm. guess i can’t solve that staring problem if you think of me like that, sweets.” he chuckles, sitting down now as he puffs a smoke away from you. a moment of silence transpires, your doe eyes held in a generous affection as his heart thumps against his chest. something in him riled him up to ask you now as unexpected it may be. nervous he is.

“wanna go out sometime, sweetheart? you know, a date and all.” he offers making your heart flutter as your eyes widened. you sat up quickly, breasts bouncing, not believing for a moment that he’s asking you out now. though he seems to pull back, feeling a little ashamed, he hasn’t been on the field lately for dating. women these days in his age seemed to prefer less old ones and he wasn’t sure if he’d be your type for something else than sex. “i-it’s ok if you don’t wanna. me being fucking not your age and all—“

“i’d love to, eddie. i’ve been dreaming about it.” you cooed, straddling him now as he gripped the flesh of your ass. “i really like to get to know you more.” you shyly added.

“really, sweets? what’s there to know for an old man like me?” he teases, kissing your chin. you rolled your eyes at his degradation of himself.

“there’s plenty. and hey, there’s nothing wrong being 35.” you grin making him gasp dramatically at the accusation of his age.

“you wound me, 35?”

“if it pleases you, i think it’s hot you’re nearing dad age.” you whispered seductively, as you grind yourself on him. he groaned, slapping your bum making you giggle. you squealed seeing him toss his cigar somewhere as he flipped you down to the bed again, boner springing to life. hovering above you as he cocks a grin.

“let me show you how this old man works again, ey?”

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is this who we are? is this who we represent? yES.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x fem! reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson smut #older!eddie #mechanic!eddie #joseph quinn #eri’s quick ideas 💡 ｡･:*˚:✧｡#fnhrlcllnwrites

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sunflowerxthoughts · 1 year

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But like… Imagine dating Eddie but having a really close relationship with Wayne. I will forever headcanon that the man needs a minute to warm up to people in Eddie’s life but after that? Besties. Family.

Having breakfast with him while Eddie is still asleep and he knows how you like your breakfast and you two read the paper together and comment on the local news. He’d love to gossip with you!!!

“Oh my god Wayne, did you hear Tabitha’s son, the kid who works in the Grocery store found her kissing another man in the parking lot????” And he just sips his coffe and goes, “Leave it to Tabitha to make such a rookie mistake… Don’t blame her though, kiddo. Husband’s an ass.”

Eddie is amazed by it but doesn’t complain because he gets to be with you most of the time and you get to sleep over as much as you want.

Ooooh and imagine if like one summer night the three of you are in the little porch and Eddie is strumming the guitar, Wayne is nursing a cup of coffee and you are drinking some tea and Wayne is just just super happy because life is good.

He has his nephew with him at home, he has a good soul next to him that cares for both of them and is like a daughter to him and he thinks hey, maybe it’s time to put himself out there, meet a special someone too. After all you’ve shown him he deserves to be loved ane taken care off too.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #wayne munson #eddie x fem!reader #eddie my beloved #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x fem! reader #i love wayne the man deserved better #uncle wayne

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harringtons-cupid · 1 year

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Snowing all around - Eddie Munson X Fem! Reader

➻Request for @oo0lady-mad0oo from the Christmas prompt idea

➻WC. 2.1 K

➻Warnings: 18+ Kissing, choking, cunnilingus, table sex, squirting, dirty talk, creampie. u.p (use protection!)

So this idea was inspired by Love Actually

It was cold, the temperature had been dropping for over a week. Snow was forecasted as you crowded round the fire at your parents winter cabin. You had invited all your friends round for Christmas/holiday celebrations, this year money was scarse and you agreed that you wouldn't spend much money on each other.

Eddie was outside smoking with Jonathan and Argyle, as you sat with the others. They all knew about your feelings for Eddie, it wasn't exactly subtle.

As the babble of voices entered the wooden cabin, your eyes rested upon his eyes. Your cheeks flushing red as he stumbled over the rug, making you giggle at his clumsiness.

The old television was playing an assortment of Christmas movies in the background, the room had begun to warm up. Eddie and the boys sat on the sofa behind you, staring at the television as you got up and walked over to the kitchen. Purposely blocking their view, Eddie growled at the obstruction.

In the kitchen, Robin and Nancy were flirtly making cookies together. Your eyebrows raised as you rooted around in the cupboard for some hot cocoa powder, titling your head back into the room.

''Anyone want hot cocoa, get your orders in now'' your voice was loud but soft, waiting as many voices called 'yes please' in response.

They continued to babble to one another before Steve's footsteps were heard behind you, scribbled on an old receipt were an order of drinks from the living room.

Laughing lightly, you began to get to work. Steve's footsteps receded as you scooped out the powder into the cups. As the kettle boiled loudly in your ear, you didn't hear the other footsteps behind you.

Jumping at his husky voice, you turned to see Eddie was standing shoulder to shoulder with you. Blushing red instantly, you giggled as he pulled out the metal tub containing marshmallows. Your hands touching slightly as he took the spoon out from between your fingers, your stomach flipped at the touch.

It wasn't anything major but you had dreamed of Eddie being close to you.

''Do you fancy some help? I figured there was a lot for you to do'' he shrugged as he waited for you grab the milk.

His eyes met yours just as steam began rattling out of the spout, you were too distracted as he leant over you. Your faces almost touching, making you stutter for words.

''Woah, careful darling'' his arm touched your shoulder, moving you slightly as he poured the water into the cups and began to stir.

You felt giddy just by his presence, realising that you had been staring for too long. You cleared your throat and turned towards the fridge, diverting your eyes into the cool fridge to cool yourself down for a second.

Smiling back at Eddie as you shook the whipped cream bottle in your hand, the lid flew off and landed on the floor somewhere as you began to carefully placed the cream on top of the cocoa.

After doing all of them, you both stood back impressed. Shooting him that famous smile, he took two inbetween his fingers and tiptoed carefully into the living room. He followed you out the corner of his eye as your body stood behind him, passing one mug to Steve and turning to sit on the other sofa closest to the window.

Much to your surprise, Eddie followed you. Placing his mug next to yours on the coffee table, resting his feet upon them as you sat closely together on the two seater.

Everyone drank up their drinks quickly, warming up instantly. Eddie's eyes drifted between you and the television, you didn't notice as he gestured with Jonathan about you.

As you collected the empty mugs and let them drop into the sink loudly, you peered out the big patio doors. Noticing it had begun to snow again, squealing you rushed towards the coatrack. Throwing your coat and boots on, not even bothering to call the others as you rushed outside into the snow.

You collapsed into the snow, making snow angels with your body and staring up at the sky. Not minding as it sizzled against your hot cheeks, the rest of the group followed soon after.

Snow was thrown against even others coats, into hair and on faces. Snowmen were made and decorated until it began to get dark and everyone grew tired and restless.

Trapsing snow back into the warm wooden cabin, people changed into their pyjamas and rested together on the couch. You were walking down the stairs, standing in the doorway of the living room when you felt someone's body press against yours.

Gasping as they turned you around quickly, suddenly noticing that it was Eddie. Just as he leant down and kissed you, the moment your lips met. You melted into him, moving your body closer to him.

Feeling primal, a soft moan escaped your mouth as he kissed you. You had never been kissed like this before, his lips were rough against yours. Aggressive, needy as his hands began tangled in your hair.

As you pulled away, your cheeks flushed red upon remembering that everyone in the living room was staring at you both in shock. Giggling as your eyes met Eddies who winked at you, squeezing your arm before walking past you and into the room.

Leaving you standing there speechless, your finger grazed over your lips where his had just been. Thinking of the kiss over and over in your mind once more, still in shock yourself.

You heard mutterings between the boys when Eddie sat down, the sounds of palms meeting form various high fives being passed around.

Hours passed and more of the group began to drift off in their seats, Robin shook Nancy gently and they said their good nights before wandering upstairs to sleep. The others followed suit, you were tidying up when you heard footsteps against the hard floor hover behind you.

As you finished the rest of the tidying, you turned around to face Eddie. His arms were instantly on you, pushing you into his kiss. He pulled you around to the kitchen table and resting your back against the wood, moaning softly into his kiss.

His hands tugged on the lace material tying your pyjama pants around your waist, letting them fall to your ankle as his teeth gripped onto the frilly pattern of your underwear to expose your pussy. You quivered, as he stroked down your leg lifting them up to rest upon his shoulders. Moving your body further onto the table, as he knelt on the empty chair and began to play with your clit between his tongue.

You bit your lip to muffle your moans, his tongue felt so good on your clit. Your legs were shaking aggressively as he quickened his pace, his hands were gripping onto the skin of your thigh. The pain stung but it felt nice against the pleasure.

His lips pursed as he sucked hard on your clit, making you release a loud moan into the room. You gasped and covered your mouth quickly, giggling as Eddie winked at you. Dropping your head instantly again as you felt yourself cum hard against his lips, your legs shaking against the wood.

''Stay still pretty girl, we haven't finished yet'' he groaned, lifting his head up to kiss you. Pushing his tongue into your mouth so that you could taste yourself.

You sat up quickly, sitting in your own cum that was seeping into the cracks of the table. Your hands fumbled around his belt hook, listening to him sigh of relief as they fell down his ankles. His cock was hard and big in his boxers, you palmed them hard hearing him moan made you twitch.

A smirk spread against your face, as you leant back Your hands tugging on his boxers, exposing his big cock to your eyeline. You gasped, it looked even bigger than it was in his boxers.

His hands grabbing your thighs once more, pulling them as far as they could go without hurting you. You moved until you were lying lengthways on the table, his body hoovered over you before planting soft kisses on your skin, watching you shiver beneath him.

He aligned himself up with your opening, slowly entering you. Groaning as you swallowed him whole, he let you get familiar with his size before he began to thrust inside you. Your legs were resting on his shoulders once more, your body moving against the wood as his eyes stayed on yours.

''Fuck, you're taking me so well'' he groaned into the room, his eyes were full of that primal look that you saw earlier.

As the table jiggled loudly with every movement, he had quickened his pace. Your wetness filled the room, biting your lip as he continued to slide in out and out of you. Bending his back to watch, dropping your leg for a second to move your thumb and place it on your clit.

You rub it in circles, bucking your hips against his as your head moved against the wood.

“Fuck Eddie” you whined, your eyes rolling back as you clenched around his cock.

As he hit your sweet spot, you felt your body begin to shake. You groan as you release around his cock, coating you both and the table.

“God, did you just squirt?” He groaned, pushing his chest against yours.

You nodded, as you felt squirt again. He groaned into your mouth, biting down on your lips. His cock twitched inside you at the sensation, he was close.

As his nails dug into your skin getting harder with every thrust, he got closer and closer. Noticing this, you began to talk to him.

“You going to cum in me Eddie, going to fill up my pretty pussy. Huh?” You whined, staring him deeply in his eyes as you spoke.

Watching him melt by your words, speeding up at the imagine of cumming in you. Feeling him twitch inside you before he groaned loudly, emptying himself hard inside you.

Continuing to thrust until his limp cock slid right out of you, looking down at you. The moonlight glistened on your body, his hand slid up your stomach and squeezed your throat before kissing you hard.

“We should go sit outside and look at the sky” your voice was shaky, feeling nervous incase he didn’t want more.

“Sounds good, pretty girl” he smiled, helping you down from the table and back into your clothes.

He kissed your neck and shoulders, before taking your hand. You were both wrapped up warm as the cold air hit your faces, the snow crinkled beneath your feet.

Standing to face each other, holding his hands in yours. That giddy feeling overwhelmed you as you stared up at him.

“I didn’t think you knew who I was” your voice broke the silence, the night lights illuminated his features.

He was stunned for a second before bringing you closer to him.

“you? You didn’t think I knew who you were. How could I not. You are incredible” His fingers were on your chin as he gazed into your eyes.

Giggling as his lips met yours once more, you were shocked yourself. You had not realised that Eddie had thought about you this way before, you assumed he fucked girls and left them. You had never been introduced to an official girlfriend, now you understood.

''It's always been you'' his voice was soft, breaking your thoughts before kissing you again.

Snow began to fall around you as he kissed you passionately, moaning softly into your mouth.

You stayed there until you both were freezing, he hurried you inside to get warm. Leading you into your bedroom, both of you stripped quickly to avoid becoming Ill.

Cuddling together in the bed, you began to feel warmer and warmer with him next to you. His body heat kept you warm all night, awakening to the sound of commotion downstairs. The sounds of voices chattering and the smell of food being cooked.

Smiling you leant over and kissed Eddie gently, you cuddled for a while longer until your stomach growled from hunger. Changing rapidly in the cold room, you both rushed downstairs to join the rest of the group.

They were talking loudly in the kitchen, coffee was made on the side as Robin kissed Nancy over the stove. Their heads turning as both you and Eddie walked into the area, smirking at each other before turning back to you both.

Your eyes fell on the kitchen table, where food was being placed. Your eyes met Eddie's, he smirked at you as he too looked at the table. Winking at you.

''I won't tell if you won't'' his voice was sneaky and seductive as he stood over you. His breath hit your ear as he stared ahead at the table where Steve was munching away.

#Eddie Munson #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson smut #eddie munson christmas #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem! reader #eddie cult #joseph quinn #robin and nancy #jonathan byers #steve harrington #argyle molina #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n

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