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mimixmunson · 25 days

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Boyfriend!Eddie finds your porn history. Eddie Munson x female reader. Smut. Blurb🍆

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🍆 “Hey baby.. umm I don’t wanna embarrass you..”Eddie was sprawled across the couch, his limbs representing an octopus whilst his curls fell down the arm of the couch. You had let him borrow your laptop, Dustin had split soda over Eddie’s during their latest dnd campaign. He smiles as he notices your wall-paper is a picture of the pair of you, that trip to the forest was one of your favourites.

“Huh?” You spoke, confusion filling the air. You were easily embarrassed so just the thought of being embarrassed made your face flush. “It’s just, I lost my page I was working on so- so I went on the history page to find it again. But I didn’t just find my campaign document, I saw your umm history. Baby I, I don’t want you to be embarrassed I mean we all do it right?” Your face burns under his words, you know exactly what he’s stumbled across.

“Seriously doll, your choices here.. My innocent little girl, isn’t so innocent huh?”He smirks, eyes gazing over your flushed face. You feel stuck to the floor, like any moment now the ground is going to open up and swallow you whole. “Eddie-“ You finally manage to muster up the courage to speak, your words causing your stomach to churn in shyness. “It’s okay. It’s all okay princess. I’m impressed, I mean let’s see here. ‘Blonde babe worships her step-father’s sweaty balls’ Well that’s filthy isn’t it? ‘Anal training’ Oh? You want me to take that other little hole for a test drive? ‘Double penetration mmf threesome.’ Sweet girl I had no idea you could be so kinky! Look at this here. ‘Submissive girl has play time with Daddy.’ Is that me? I’m your daddy?” He teases, his smirk practically audible in his voice as he teases. Your embarrassed self can’t handle much more. He was never meant to see this, these searches they were just late night curiosity. Late night self pleasure when Eddie couldn’t be there with you.

You nod, fiddling with the hem of your shirt. Your hands need to be doing something as the anxiety reaches your throat. You swallow it down and gulp in nervousness as Eddie walks towards you. He takes his hand and caresses your face softly. His touch both exhilarating and comforting under the current circumstances. “You weren’t meant to see that.” You swallow the saliva collected in your mouth. “It’s just… porn. For when you’re not here and I- well you know the rest.” You speak so quietly that you could hear a pin drop in the room, the atmosphere was tense but he couldn’t seem more relaxed. Eddie’s smile beams, under the knowledge they were really your searches and you didn’t try and lie your way out of it.

“And are those the sorts of desires my princess has been having on those oh-so-lonely nights where she’s banished to stay in her castle?” He speaks in his dungeon master voice, running his index finger down your throat, smirking as he watches your throat gulp and the goosebumps appearing down your neck and arms. Your feet feel superglued to the floor, stuck in confrontation you can do nothing but stare at the carpet, looking your boyfriend in the eye seems alien in this moment.

“Yes. But don’t think you have to indulge me! If you’re not comfortable we never have to do any of that. I’ll never force you Eds.” You babble, worrying about every word in your speech sounding patronising or rude. You look up to him, doe-eyed with a hint of regret. He smiles, holding the back of your head softly. Cupping your chin with his finger he raises your head to meet him at eye level.

“Oh darling girl. How naive. I would move the heavens and earth for you. You’re asking me to fill both of your holes, let you call me daddy and worship my balls while they’re sweaty? It’s filthy. It’s a little taboo. Perverse maybe. Letting my girl worship me and being able to spoil both of her holes with pleasure? It’s a mere inconvenience, I mean you’re really gonna have to pay me back for this sweetheart you know.” Eddie jokes, speaking in his dungeon master voice again. Knowing that voice always flusters you, as if you needed to be any more flustered.

Staring at the floor, “So you’re okay with it?” You ask earnestly. “More than okay. In fact, come to think of it.. I haven’t showered yet today. Definitely haven’t shaved my balls in ummmm ever? How about you take that pretty face of yours down there and make your daddy feel good?” You needed no further encouragement, you’d already been hiding your arousal from the embarrassment of being found out about your kinks, humiliation being another one.

You unbuckled and shimmied off Eddie’s jeans, palming him through his boxers as he grunts your name and several curse words. He was hard as a rock already, and a small wet patch over his boxers where he’d begun to leak a bead of pre-cum. Instincts took after and you licked up the wet stripe of his underwear, vaguely tasting his salty fluid. With your face so close to his underwear clad genitals, you couldn’t help but breathe in his scent. The odour of sweat and pre-cum mixed together was your perfect aphrodisiac. Nestling your face into his hard on, you inhale all you can of him. Eddie slides off his boxers and takes his cock into his hand, jerking it slowly whilst looking down at you. You look up with ‘fuck me’ eyes and a cheeky smile, removing his hand from his length.

You lean upwards, placing your nose under his cock. His pubes tickle your nose as you lick circles over his fuzzy balls, swallowing the loose hairs that collect on your tongue. “Dirty fucking girl aren’t you? So gross.” Eddie mutters through his teeth biting down on his bottom lip. You smirk, all innocence leaving your body. You steady your hand on the tip of his cock as it begins to leak again, taking one of his balls into your mouth and suckling as if it was a pacifier. You speak as best as you can whilst sucking onto him. The noises you make aren’t translate-able, they’re more-so moans and groans. “Don’t speak with your mouthful angel.” Eddie coos, taking your hair into a ponytail and holding it behind your head. He forces his ball out of your mouth and guides your mouth onto his cock. “M’so close.” He grunts as he fucks your mouth, pulling you backwards and forwards onto his dick so far down your throat that you’re gagging. You slurp up the salvia that begins to dangle from his length. He comes undone in your mouth, emptying the fuzzing balls that were once in your mouth and you taste the liquid that you’ve had a hunger for. A rope of cum hangs from your lip and he wipes it up with his finger, before helping you swallow the last drop from sucking it up off of his finger.

“Thank you daddy.” You look up at Eddie with a shit-eating grin like butter wouldn’t melt. “My good little girl.” He responds, you mentally thank yourself for never clearing your search history. 🍆

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biancadjarin · 11 months

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18+ !!!

pairing: gross!stepbrother!eddie x stepsister!reader

a/n: I love Eddie so much, I’d let him do whatever he wants, even if he hasn’t showered in a couple days🤭🥰🤭🥰🤭🥰

“Yeah, come in.” Eddie calls from the other side of his door. You push it open and close it behind you, the rank smell of weed and dirty boy wafting into your face. Eddie’s spread out on his unmade bed smoking a joint. His hair is frizzy and his face looks greasy. He’s shirtless, pair of loose gray sweatpants hung low on his hips. His room is a total mess, old bags of chips and empty beer cans strewn about.

You grimace. “Ugh Eddie, why are you such a pig? Your room is a mess!” You whine. He chuckles as he ashes the end of his joint into the ashtray on his bedside table. “Uh oh, my room isn’t up to the perfect princess’s standards, someone call the police.” He says sarcastically with an eyeroll. You shake your head as you stand beside his bed with your arms crossed. “Oh I should call the cops on you. Bet they’d love to do a thorough search in here. Or in your van.” You eye the metal lunchbox in the corner of Eddie’s room that houses his various drugs that he sells.

“Mmm I have a pair of handcuffs in here somewhere if you wanna arrest me.” He winks as he sits up and swings his legs over the edge of the bed to straddle yours. He lets his fingers curl around the back of your thighs and pulls you close to him, puppy dog eyes looking up at you sleepily. His pale chest is begging to be caressed by your fingers but you resist the urge. He passes you the joint but you wave him off. He puts it out in the ashtray. “You should really smoke with me one time, sweetheart. Maybe it’d loosen you up a bit.” He says as he grabs your hips and wiggles them, as if he could loosen the tightness in your demeanor. Your hair is in loose braids, ribbons tied into bows at the ends. “I like your hair like this.” He whispers as he reaches up to twirl one of them around his fingers. “Did you get all pretty just f’me?” He asks.

You pull your hair out of his calloused fingers with a scoff. You actually did get pretty just for Eddie, spending extra time primping and getting ready when Eddie clearly hasn’t even showered yet today. “You wish.” You say as you look down at him with sultry eyes and pouty lips. You know exactly how Eddie likes to be talked to and looked at and right now, the weed has his mind numb but his body is buzzing and all he can think about is exploring every inch of his sweet stepsister.

He scoots ever closer, the inside of his thighs caging in your legs, and leans up to kiss you but you squeak and lean away. “You’re all dirty, Eds. S’yucky.” “Yucky?” He repeats mockingly as he looks down at his lap, confused. You let your eyes dance over the inky tattoos on his arms and you feel your panties start to get damp. You pout and nod with a furrowed brow.

He exhales through his nose, shaking his head standing abruptly to pull you into his armpit. “If I’m so yucky, what are you doing here? You came to my room, princess. You can go if you want. Don’t let the door hit your sweet little ass on the way out.” He releases you with a quick spank and shove towards his bedroom door.

You let out a deep exhale and shake your head. Admitting defeat. “I don’t wanna go.. sorry.” You say as you walk back over to Eddie’s bed and sit down. The dainty gold necklace around your neck catches the light as your chest rises and falls with your breaths. Eddie’s eyes fall to your cleavage and he smiles wolfishly, scooting close to you. “Good. Cause I don’t want you to go either.”

Eddie’s hand comes up to caress your cheek soothingly before grabbing your face tightly, his fingers curling into the soft skin. “Say you’re sorry again.” He demands. “I-I’m sorry, Eddie, please. I didn’t mean it!” You say through a forced pout.

He nods and bites his lower lip, eyes scanning your face, to your heaving chest and down to your soft, smooth thighs. Eddie pulls your face that he’s still squeezing to his and licks into your mouth, forcing his tongue in and intertwining it with yours. This isn’t the first time you’ve kissed but it still makes your brain fill with static. No thoughts besides how his mouth feels moving with yours. He pulls back, “You wanna see yucky?” He asks with a devious smile. “Open your mouth.” He demands as his fingers maneuver your jaw. You do as your told and a warm wad of spit lands partially in your mouth, partially across your face. You whimper softly as his hands release your face and grab your waist instead, twisting your body towards his. The bulge in his sweatpants twitches awake, blood rushing to fill his aching cock.

You swallow what he gives you and he runs his tongue over his teeth, smiling at your reaction. “You liked that didn’t you, sis? Always acting so perfect and proper. I’ll make you wish you never called me yucky.”

Eddie grabs your hand and forces it down his sweatpants. He’s not wearing underwear and you’re immediately touching his warm, veiny erection. It feels a little wet too, who knows if it’s sweat or precum. Or both. He sucks in a breath through his teeth. “Shit your little hands are so cold.” He says angrily. His eyes close and the muscles in his thighs flex. “So fuckin’ soft too.” He breathes out as he uses his palm to control your hand. The stubble of Eddie’s pubic hair scratches your hand as you jerk him off. “Ahh yeah baby. Just like that fuck. Been dreaming about fucking you since I moved into this house. And I see how you look at me. When you walked in on me getting out of the shower last week. You couldn’t look away.” He says as he kisses you again. Slow and deliberate.

“Or that time you saw Chrissy sucking my dick in the front seat of my van. You were jealous weren’t you?” He asks teasingly. You shake your head no but you were. Extremely jealous. He laughs at you, not believing you. “You know what? Why don’t you give it a try? Maybe you’ll be even better than that stuck up cheerleader.” He pulls your hand out of his pants and lays back onto his bed with his arms stretched behind his head. He raises his eyebrows at you as if to say “Go ahead.”

You pull his pants down his thighs and he smiles as his eyes flutter shut. You can smell his manly musk immediately. It makes you hesitate for a moment but your want to satisfy him takes over. Your left hand grabs his balls as your right one curls around his shaft, your tongue coming out to lave at the tip. “I like a little bit of teasing, princess, start nice and slo-oh fuck.” He winces as you wrap your lips around his tip and suck your way down to his base in one motion.

“Or you can do that. Shit. You’ve done this before?” You look up at him angelically and continue to bob your head until you release him with a pop. “Just watched a lot of adult movies is all.” You say with a shrug. His eyebrows shoot to under his bangs. “You’ve? Ughhh.” His thought is cut off when your lips press kisses to the loose skin of his balls. You wrap your lips around one at a time, loving the salty tang taste on your tongue. “That’s my good girl.” Eddie gasps. “Lick my nuts just like that baby. You like how they taste?” He asks with a grin. “Maybe I’m not so yucky after all. You seem to like it.”

You moan as you switch back to his cock, letting it flop against your cheek and lips before guiding it back into your warm mouth. Eddie groans as he watches you, orgasm creeping up too quickly on him. You dribble a line of spit from above, letting it dance down the underside of his cock before you start to rub it with a rhythmic twist to your wrist.

“Mhph that’s so good, baby, you’re so good. Gonna make me cum so fast, shit.” Eddie says as the heels of his palms push against his eyes. He’s moaning softly as you jerk him off faster, faster, faster. His hand grabs the back of your head harshly and pushes your face down onto his lap with a groan as he cums. Shoots his thick, milky load down your throat as you sputter and struggle to breathe.

He releases your head with a laugh as you swallow his salty spend. “Definitely better than Chrissy.” He says as his eyes stare up at the ceiling, his chest rising and falling with his quick breaths. You roll your eyes and get up, thoroughly embarrassed by the whole interaction. “Wait,” Eddie calls out as you make your way towards the door. “I think I need a shower now. Wanna join me?”

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tinythebunni · 2 years

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perv!Eddie Munson x oblivious reader

Drooly princess

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Pt 2

Eddie was in love with you. Anyone who couldn’t see that was absolutely stupid. Well, except for you. You were just a little ditsy, but that’s what Eddie loved about you. How beautifully oblivious you were. It made everything he did all the more easier.

Eddie was a pervert. Not just a peeping Tom Perv, like a ‘steal your panties so he can cum in them” perv. He made peace with that. Some people have their quirks, he was already known as the freak so it didn’t matter. You didn’t care he was a freak, you liked him for him.

You and Eddie are best friends. He loves everything about you. Your hair, your voice, you eyelashes, and your smell. The beautiful perfume you wear, your cherry flavored breath, and the sweet smell of your cunt while your sleeping.

The first time Eddie got a whiff of your cunt was an accident. He woke up laying with his head towards the end of the bed, with your legs splayed on his chest. Trying to get up, he nudged your clit. You stirred just slightly, but stayed asleep and content. Eddie, on the other hand, was going crazy.

You smelled so sweet. So precious and pretty. He needed to taste you. He swore he’d only get once lick, but after tasting you through your panties, he couldn’t get enough. One lick led to two, and two led to three, and so on. You thought you were having a wet dream, but you were actually getting head from your bestfriend.

Eddie made you cum harder than you ever had before. But he could only do that once, you’d never wanna be with him. So, he had to come up with a plan.

He arranged for you two to hang out at your house. Your parents weren’t home so it would be perfect. He could stay with you all night, just the two of you.

A few Disney movies later, and you were passed out. Laying on the bed with your hair around you in a halo, Eddie couldn’t help himself. He spread your legs and slid your panties off slowly.

Once they were in his hands, he slid his pants down to his knees. He didn’t need much room, he would make do with what he felt safe with.

Slipping his cock out his boxers, he wrapped your underwear around his tip. Sliding it up and down his throbbing cock, he moaned gospel.

“Fuck y/n, you’re making me so hard. “ he couldn’t believe he was finally doing this. Touching himself over you.

“You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this. To touch myself to your sleeping body. So useless and unconscious. I could do anything to you” he moaned.

Precum started to slid down his length as he jerked himself faster. His moans increasing in volume. His hands were starting to hurt but he didn’t care. He need to cum.

“I’d do anything for you princess. I’d kill for you. Fuck!” He thought about killing someone who’d hurt you. How you’d hug him afterward and kiss his bloody face. God the thought made him wanna cum.

He could feel himself getting closer. He just needed a little more. “Princess I can’t help myself, you’re so gorgeous, shit, I’ll paint your f-face in my cum!”

Eddie twisted his hand so that his palm would run over his tip, and that was enough. Eddie came, hard. He came all over his hand, his wrist, your panties, and your legs. He kept going though. Until the burn of overstimulation made him sob.

Panting heavily, he switched your underwear to new ones and cleaned himself up. Once he was clean he laid down next to you. He thought he’d been thorough. You’d never know what happened tonight.

Unbeknownst to him, you were awake the whole time. But he didn’t have to know that, now did he?

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prettybabybaby · 2 years

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ummm… i’m sorry but do u have any other headcanons ab gross!stepbro!eddie bc fuckkkk 😭😭😭 i love him your honor

I love him too >:-( he’s a gem. a dirty, dusty gem that urgently needs cleaning,,,, but a gem nonetheless

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gross!stepbro!eddie headcanons…

LIVING ROOM EDITION !

you know this man sits on the couch with his hand in his pants

he’s picking his teeth with one hand and his other hand is shoved down the front of his pants, occasionally giving his bulge a little squeeze when he thinks no one’s watching

he uses that same hand that was in his underwear to reach for your popcorn, his fingers warm to the touch as he brushed your hand and scoops a handful of your snack, shoving it into his mouth before sliding his oily fingers underneath his waistband

AND

he wipes like dust and grease of his chips on the the couch and dusting the crumbs off his shirt

you’re just next to him, watching his shiny lips and his veiny hands run up and down his thighs

but sometimes, just to annoy you, he wipes his fingers on YOUR thigh and your pussy throbs, face heating as he slides his hands up your leg a little too much

when you’re close enough, he uses almost indetectable movements to brush his cock as he stares at your side profile or your feet as raunchy scene plays in the small TV, unaware of your own stare

that’s when your parents are home

but when they’re not…

definitely watches porn in there when your parents are gone

brings his bottle of lotion with him

he also lounges around with no pants on to “air things out”

you try to ignore the way his big balls rest between his thighs as his eyes are trained on the tv, dick twitching as the movie plays

you flush as you walk through the living room, freezing when he turns his head towards you only to find your eyes trained on his stiffening cock

“can you hand me the remote?”

you do, brushing his slippery hands and recoiling quickly rushing to your room

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emsgoodthinkin · 8 months

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Very Gross Eddie Munson headcanons

Thinks it hot to get one of your pubes in his mouth after eating your pussy. it’s like a reward

Won’t wash his junk for 3 days just so he can stuff your face is his musty sack

Likes tasting his own cum

Has indeed fucked your thighs, feet and in-between your elbows

Pours milk in a box of cereal itself and digs in

Can get off to the scent of your smelly pits

Didn’t sign your yearbook, but he left his sticky cum on your yearbook picture

Fucked himself with the handle of his toothbrush; forgot to wash it after brushing his teeth the next day…

Pisses on you in the shower

last time he’s had brown streaks in his underwear was when he was a 18

Tried flossing his teeth with your hair

Has indeed ejaculated in a pan and tried to see if he could fry it..

Has 47 pegging toys

Has ejaculated in your conditioner bottle, read it makes skin and hair softer 🤷🏻

Jerks himself off in his van, watching you through your window

Daily spitting in your mouth for “extra nutrients “

Occasionally eats the stale French fries he sees lying on his floorboard

Sniffs his fingers every time he scratches his balls

Occasionally sniffs your used socks

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hellfire-in-hawkins · 2 years

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Perv!Eddie Munson Headcannons (1)

Perv!Eddie inviting you to all of Corroded Coffins' gigs jus so he can buy you shots and watch your tits bounce as you dance along to the music.

Perv!Eddie carrying a pair of your stolen panties in his back pocket and bringing them to his face, deeply inhaling your scent halfway through a set, desperately hoping you'd recognize them.

Perv!Eddie getting rock hard on stage as he looks down to see you in the front row, clear line of sight down the front of your shirt.

Perv!Eddie catching you as soon as he's offstage, smothering you in a huge hug jus so he can feel your tits press against him and hear you whine about how he's getting sweat all over you.

Perv!Eddie who offers to drive you to his place so you can crash there rather than going home since you're absolutely plastered from all the drinks he bought you, jus so he can watch your tits bounce every time he hits a bump.

Perv!Eddie watching as you fall asleep, pulling out the panties he stole from you and getting himself off in the bed right next to you, moaning your name and hoping you'll catch him

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artiststarme · 14 days

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One day the kids wake up and they can’t find Steve. They search his house, the school track, the basketball courts, anywhere they can think of where they might find him and he’s nowhere to be found. When they go to Robin’s house, she’s missing too. Her parents haven’t seen her since she disgraced their family by proclaiming herself to be a lesbian.

Even Eddie hasn’t seen either of them and that’s particularly worrying since the three of them are always together.

Both Steve and Robin come back two weeks later with sunburns and matching tattoos on their wrists. They had been at one of the Harrington vacation homes in Florida getting drunk, checking out girls, and getting tattoos. It’s also when Steve realized he was interested in Eddie and plants a smooch on him as soon as he gets back to see Eddie checking out his ass.

#the kids are happy to see them back until Steve kisses Eddie #then in the most respectful and accepting way possible they tell him to get lost again #because gross-don’t mack on their dungeon master #Robin is just enjoying the out and proud life away from her toxic parents #stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley

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steddieas-shegoes · 1 year

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Wayne Munson can’t read beyond a very basic elementary level, enough to read warnings and food labels, road signs, small notes Eddie leaves for him, but that’s it

But he tells stories. Always has. That’s where Eddie got it from

So when Eddie is in the hospital, in a medically induced coma so he can heal properly without pain, Wayne struggles. He knows he can tell Eddie stories, but he wishes he could read to him, give him something familiar to grab onto

One day he walks in to see Steve reading The Hobbit to him, blushing when he’s caught like Wayne would give two shits about anything when it comes to someone supporting Eddie

It happens every day after that and Wayne listens. He hears the way Steve stumbles over words sometimes, how he pauses after a complicated paragraph as if he needs to read it silently again to understand what it said

And he realizes Steve isn’t a strong reader either, but he’s pushing himself for Eddie

He doesn’t say anything outright, but he starts sitting next to Steve when he reads instead of across the room, watches his fingers glide across the pages and associates words with what he says, starts to feel like maybe he wants to try reading to Eddie too

Steve doesn’t say anything outright either but he recognizes what Wayne’s doing, hopes he’s able to find the confidence to try because Eddie won’t care how fast or well he reads to him, he’ll just be happy that his uncle is trying

Steve intentionally leaves the book on the bed when he leaves to get food at the cafeteria and hopes Wayne tries

When he comes back he quietly peeks around the doorway and smiles to himself when he sees that Wayne is trying, he’s going slowly, sounding out words and names that are actually difficult for anyone not just people like them

Decides he doesn’t want to interrupt today, gives them privacy for this

Doesn’t say anything when the bookmark is only three pages ahead of where steve was the day before, just smiles and picks up where Wayne left off

When Eddie wakes up, Wayne is the one reading to him, Steve asleep in the corner

Wayne still prefers telling his own stories, may never be a great reader, but Eddie will never forget the way it felt to see Wayne so engrossed in his favorite book

#ugh this is gross #wayne munson #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie #headcanon #I’m working on chapter 13 but my brain keeps taking side roads #I’m on a dirt road with no end in sight right now

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morganbritton132 · 4 months

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Eddie post a Tiktok where it’s very clear that he had to scramble to start filming. He pans the camera back and forth between Steve and Dustin as they just stare at each other.

Dustin finally says: …What??

Steve: I said, the bat is in the closet.

Dustin: I asked if you had any protection I could borrow

Steve, like duh: Yeah, I know. That’s why I said the bat is in the closet.

Dustin: Stop saying that! That’s not what I’m ask-

Steve: Stop asking the same question! I have the bat. It’s in the closet. What-

Dustin: Condoms, Steve! I have a date tonight and I was asking if you had condoms.

Steve:

Steve: Borrow???

Eddie: A+ conversation, guys.

#Steve: And gross. You’re like twelve.#Dustin: I’m fifty-two #I firmly believe that once Dustin gets out of Hawkins he’s a hit with the ladies #he’s the full package #smart funny great hair no collarbones good with animals #nerdy girls everywhere swoon #eddie munson tiktok saga #steve harrington #eddie munson #dustin henderson

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biancadjarin · 11 months

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♡ Stepbrother Eddie ♡

18+

He’s our horny, pervy, older stepbrother. He’s in his new house with you, Wayne’s married your mom. So he’s comfortable, sometimes too comfortable. And he has his eye on you. Can you resist your new stepbrother? Stories aren’t necessarily in chronological order or meant to be read together, use your imagination!

🤭 Eddie thinks you need an extra hand

😵‍💫 gross/stinky Eddie teaches you a lesson

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its-steddie-time · 10 months

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Steve runs track & Eddie thinks that's pretty fucking hot and cool.

It’s not that Eddie doesn’t understand the appeal of sports. He knows what it’s like to play a game and do everything you can to win. That feeling is no stranger to a seasoned player of DnD.

It’s just that the majority of the guys who play sports also happen to be the biggest douchebags around. After years of always being picked last and forcing himself into ill-fitting gym clothes, he’s just done with it all. Well, sort of.

Eddie has a crush.

It’s not even really a crush as much as it is a fascination with one Steve Harrington. Steve is just such a bitchy motherfucker. He’s got a mouth on him—both in the way he talks and also just his mouth like fuck—those full pink lips.

Steve Harrington likes sports. He’s good at them and he always has been. But he’s also a good “sportsman” or whatever. He’s kinda graceful. It drives Eddie up the goddamn wall. Steve graduated last year but he still uses the field to run. He was a big track star at Hawkins High so he just does what he wants.

Eddie’s in his senior year. Well, it’s been his senior year the last few years but who’s counting? He’s under the bleachers next to the field, smoking his second cigarette. He inhales slowly, feels the smoke hit the back of his throat. He should probably kick this shit before he fucks his lungs but he’s never been good at staying away from things that are bad for him.

Case in point: Steve fucking Harrington.

Steve is on the field getting ready to run and Eddie can see him from his hiding spot. Steve is stretching. He’s got on these tiny shorts and they make his ass look insane. Steve has these gorgeous hairy legs and from what Eddie’s seen—not in a weird way ok just glimpses in the locker room—he’s got hair all over his body. It adds a whole new meaning to Steve “The Hair” Harrington.

He also has freckles and moles scattered across his skin. Eddie wants to kiss each one of them. He wants to lick the sweat from Steve’s skin. He—should probably stop before he needs to rub one out.

He finishes his cigarette and then two more as he watches Steve for the next hour. Steve runs like he was made for it. Eddie is definitely packing a semi now and that’s just fucking splendid. He waits until Steve leaves the field before slinking out from under the bleachers like a cat. He needs water. He heads inside, pausing at the fountain outside the locker room.

He looks around before tying his hair up in a messy bun. He doesn’t usually wear his hair that way out of the house but he doesn’t want to get any of his hair wet. He drinks, the cool water soothing the residual burn in his throat. He has his eyes closed, so he nearly jumps out of his skin when he hears someone say, “Damn Munson, save some for the rest of us.”

His eyes fly open and he straightens up, wiping his mouth. It’s Steve. Of course it’s Steve.

Eddie makes a noise that sounds somewhere between a cough and a nervous laugh. Steve is looking at him with a small smile on his face. “Nice hair.” Eddie nearly dies right then and there.

He can feel the blush in his cheeks as he reaches to take his hair out of the bun—but Steve rushes out, “No no I’m uh, I’m serious. It’s nice. I’ve never seen it like that before.”

Now Steve is the one blushing. Eddie stops fiddling with the hair tie and lets his arms fall at his sides again. Steve has moved closer in his urgency to get Eddie to leave his hair alone. God, he’s so fucking cute. He’s still sweaty from all the running and his hair is all messed up. Eddie wishes he was the one responsible for making a mess of Steve Harrington. What a pretty mess.

He realizes he’s been just staring at Steve without speaking so he just starts babbling, “I saw you running out there. You’re like, really good at that man. I mean I guess you’re kinda good at all sports aren’t you? I hate to admit it, like it pains me Harrington but it’s actually pretty badass. I’m lucky if I win a game of tag, you know. But you, you’re like a gazelle.”

YOU’RE LIKE A GAZELLE?! Jesus fuck. Of all the things to say.

But Steve is just smiling at him like it’s the best thing he’s heard all day. He laughs, a beautiful sound. “Wow, now that is some high praise coming from you.”

Eddie furrows his eyebrows in confusion. “From me?”

Steve nods and continues, “Yeah, you and your club were always the real badasses around here. Sometimes I wish I could just not give a fuck. Just do what you do.”

Eddie scoffs at that, rubbing a hand over his face.

“We only act like we don’t give a fuck because it’s better than walking around afraid. Better a freak than a washed-up jock like you and your friends.”

Eddie hears himself as he says those words and wants to smack himself. Hard.

They were having a nice conversation and now he’s just being a dick. To make matters worse, Steve is standing there, the smile gone from his face. He looks like a kicked puppy. He speaks in a quiet voice, “Shit, yeah man I’m sorry. I know we were shitbags to you guys. I’m really trying not to be like that anymore. I’m always gonna carry that with me, but I know I can be better. I wouldn’t blame you if you hated my guts.”

Eddie doesn’t know why he does it, but he steps even closer to Steve. He makes eye contact which is usually hard for him, and says steadily, “Listen, Steve. I don’t hate you. I just don’t get you sometimes. You used to hang out with that bogus asshole Tommy H and yeah—you were kind of a dingus but you were never the same as him. You’re—you’re—” he falters, afraid of what he might say.

Steve has a strange expression on his face. He just meets Eddie’s gaze and whispers, “Tell me what I am. Please, I want to know. What am I to you, Eddie?”

It’s the first time Steve has ever said his first name. It’s like the energy around them has shifted. He’s practically nose to nose with Steve and he’s so fucking turned on. He knows without fully understanding why, that Steve is too. Steve is kind of swaying closer to him, and it’s like a dream. Surely he’s going to wake up any second. He always wakes up before he gets to kiss the boy in his dreams. But Eddie has a question to answer. He leans forward ever so slightly until their noses are touching.

He hears Steve’s breath hitch. Steve makes him feel brave so he murmurs, “I think you’re amazing Steve. Always have. I liked King Steve and I like you now. I—”

The invisible force between them snaps, and Steve closes the remaining distance.

Steve’s lips are soft and insistent, and he’s holding Eddie’s face and Eddie sighs, letting his mouth fall open. Steve licks carefully into his mouth with clearly practiced skill. Eddie has kissed a few people before but never like this.

Steve’s hands leave his face and then—oh fuck— he’s lifting Eddie up off the ground. Steve’s hands grip his thighs and Eddie wraps his legs around him. He presses Eddie up against the wall, never breaking the kiss. Eddie threads his hands through Steve’s wild hair and pulls him even closer. The kiss is wet and a bit more frantic now but Eddie doesn’t care. It’s the best kiss he’s ever had. They’re both incredibly hard and Eddie can feel it as they move together.

Steve’s hands are on his ass now, pulling Eddie closer as he rocks his hips up against him. They break the kiss, panting hard and Eddie rests his forehead against Steve’s. Eddie can’t help the little “ah-ah-ahs” that escape him with each thrust.

Eddie is gonna cum in his pants. They both are.

Before he can overthink it, Steve’s mouth is back on his.

He feels the heat pool in his stomach and whines out, “Oh fuck, Stevie I’m gonna—” his orgasm hitting in waves. He feels Steve shake apart, his hips stuttering and his fingers digging into Eddie’s ass.

Hard enough to bruise. Eddie hopes it does.

Steve slowly sets Eddie down and they cling to each other. Eddie is wrapped up in Steve’s arms, his head tucked into the crook of Steve’s neck. Steve strokes his hair and he’s whispering, “You did so good, Ed. So good. Fucking perfect.”

It’s strangely poetic, Eddie thinks deliriously. It’s the start and end of something. The breaking and the binding. The two of them. Steve and Eddie. The king and the freak—holding each other in the hallway of Hawkins High.

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usedtobecooler · 1 year

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thinking about how gross!perv!eddie would love watching steve fuck you before he played with you and your pussy )))):

tw: sexual content, degradation, fingering, cunnilingus, fluid play, slapping, dirty talk, crying.

Nothing with Eddie was ever innocent, there was always motive and intent behind everything he did. When he told you that you should fuck Steve since he was so desperate to feel your pussy around him, you knew he had ulterior motives.

When he walks in on you both, your ankles are on Steve’s shoulders as he pounds you so deep you feel it in your throat. When both you and Steve notice at the same time that he’s there, neither of you say anything — if anything, it spurs Steve on, and he comes deep in your cunt with a grunt of your name.

Steve pulls out of you, smirking at Eddie as he does it, salutes him with two fingers when he backs out of the room. You’re too cock drunk to notice it, if you had you’d of known it was a mutual agreement between them.

You don’t realise what Eddie’s doing until it’s too late — the bed dips with his weight and he’s pushing your thighs apart, diving face first into your pussy to lick Steve’s cum out of your aching walls. You squeal, try to move away by wiggling your hips but Eddie holds you in place with his firm hands stretching the meat of your legs apart.

You sob, overstimulated and body vibrating as he tongues at your cunt, nose rubbing perfectly along your swollen clit as he does it. He doesn’t let up until you cum with a meek cry, a mixture of Steve’s jizz and your own release dripping down you, onto the soiled sheets below.

Eddie rises quickly, grabs at your cheeks with harsh, thick fingers, cool metal of his rings biting at your soft skin, thumb running along your lips until you’re forced to part them. You do so willingly, then he bends forward and spits directly into your mouth — Steve’s cum and his saliva pooling on your tongue and sliding down your throat until you swallow it.

“Dirty, filthy fucking slut,” Eddie growls, grinning as he unbuckles his belt and shoved his pants down his thighs, thick cock springing out in all of its glory — it looks angry, needy, dark red at the tip and blurting precum. Your cunt quivers on instinct, unable to look away.

You try to clamp your legs shut, but Eddie’s firm hands back on your thighs rip them back open again, and he’s sliding into you with one long thrust, stretching you unbearably far until you’re clenching around his cock, hot tears falling onto your cheeks.

“Aw, is the little slut crying, hmm?” Eddie laughs, reaching a hand out to grasp your neck and squeeze until you’re moaning, both of your own hands clamping down on his wrist — not moving him, keeping him there, “Fuck — can still feel Steve’s load running down my cock, tell me was he as good as me?”

You shake your head no and once you do Eddie pulls out of you and shoves back in to the hilt, building up a brutal pace that has his skin slapping against yours so hard that it echoes in the room, has you moving up the bed.

“No, I thought not. A dirty bitch like you needs it rough, huh?” Eddie smirks and his words drip with venom, his moans forced down into his stomach so you don’t know how good your tight cunt makes him feel.

You nod, crying out as the curve of Eddie’s cock brutalises your spongey spot, pussy so slick that every hard, deep thrust comes with ease, “Ah — ah! Please, Eddie, fuck me harder, I’m such a good slut, please!”

Eddie squeezes at your throat one last time before removing his hand, in favour of grappling at the backs of your thighs and forcing your legs up so far that your knees are on either side of your head. You positively wail at the new angle, Eddie’s thrusts going deeper than before, pace getting sloppier as he neared the edge. It teeters on painful, the mushroom head of his cock abusing your cervix enough it’s going to leave a bruise.

You look into his wild eyes, every puff of his breath a mixture of cigarette smoke and the bourbon he’d clearly been drinking before he arrived. The squelching noises coming from your pussy are disgusting, yet music to both of your ears — you’re so wet that he slips out, runs the tip of his cock up and down, teasing at your asshole before deciding against it and slipping back into you with ease.

“Y’gonna cum, baby?” Eddie coos, laughing in your face as you open your mouth on a loud cry, your tummy coiling up at his filthy words, “Cum with a pussy full of some other guys jizz? You’re such a whore, aren’t you, so easy for it.”

You bite down on your lip, fingertips digging into Eddie’s shoulders as you come with a loud cry, walls spasming around him as you release a gush of slick, spraying all over his dark thatch of pubes and making everything impossibly wetter.

Eddie grips at your cheeks again, slaps you for good measure and cums with a low grunt, deep in your pussy, painting your fluttering, soaked walls with his release.

Your whole body goes limp, legs falling onto the bed as Eddie slips out of you, a large pool of mixed body fluids sliding out with him. Your eyes are clenched shut, hot tears falling down your cheeks from the overstimulation, an animalistic cry coming from your mouth as Eddie slots two thick fingers back into your abused cunt, his rings sliding in along with them, as he runs the pads along your abused g-spot.

“You’re so pretty when you cry, babygirl,” Eddie coos, though the words come out disgusting and the way he means them are just as vile, too, “keep going, keep screaming for me. You’re only making my cock hard again.”

You sob out loud, whole body wracking with it until you’re being silenced by two wet fingers forcing their way into your mouth, salty and bitter and pressing down on your tongue until you’re gagging. Eddie’s words make a shiver run down your spine;

“It’s gonna be a long night sweetheart, I’m far from finished with you yet.”

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prettybabybaby · 2 years

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you swore you found eddie munson absolutely repulsive. he was the antithesis of any guy you would date or he remotely interested in.

eddie was weird, an outcast. he was the head of the dungeons and dragons club and spoke in references whenever he could. he wore the same vest everyday you’d seen him and you were sure it had never been washed. he sold drugs to your peers and stunk of weed. he swore and craved attention, yet he was critical and selective of the people he let into his inner circle. he was an enigma to you.

but there was something about him that made your heart race and a tingle settle in your tummy. when he’d unapologetically scanned your body, smiling creepily when you caught him staring at the curve of you ass for too long, you’d furrow your brow and turn away, praying he didn’t notice your burning face.

he was disgusting, and not worth your time.

why you were currently riding his thigh with so much vehemence and desperation was beyond you. why you pounced on him, attacking his face with greedy kisses as soon as he shut the door to his bedroom until he pulled your panties down your legs and positioned you into his thigh had you baffled.

his filthy, cluttered room surrounded you, it reeked of sweat and drugs. his erection grew harder and harder as your slick soaked into his jeans. his flexing thighs felt so good under you, stimulating your clit.

he was leaning back on his hands, clutching the panties he had taken from you. you were gripping his shoulder and the back of his neck, panting and moaning as you swirled your hips.

you took in his appearance through hooded eyes, he was sweaty and his lips were chapped. his mouth was slightly ajar, the stench of alcohol hit your face in puffs. he’s so gross, you thought. but your hips only picked up pace and your nails pierced his neck.

“fuck,” you whined pathetically,

“do I make you feel good, hm?” he spoke.

you bit your lip, nodding.

“aw,” he teased, “pretty little girl is so desperate for me, riding my thigh like a pathetic slut.” your head fell forward into his chest. you inhaled his scent, lightheaded as your teeth grazed his chest over his shirt. you felt disgusted with yourself and the nasty man before you.

he chuckled at your eagerness, “what would your friends say about you getting off on me? what would they say if they saw your pretty pussy leak all over me, ruining my clothes?”

his words made you nauseous. you lifted your head, tears brimming as you pouted. “eddie, please,” you pleaded, “I need more.”

he mimicked your pout, “yeah?” you nodded. the unsettling smile you felt so appalled by appeared on his features, “tell me what you want.”

you shook your head, tears falling. your body was hot, craving release.

he stopped flexing his thighs and halted your movements. “tell me you want my big cock. tell me you want me to fuck your pathetic pussy and fill you with my cum.”

you whimpered as your cunt throbbed. he gave you a quick, sloppy kiss. there was too much spit, it was smeared on your lips and your chin. you shivered in disgust and shameful arousal at the thought of his filthy cock splitting you open and spilling his cum inside you.

you sniffled, “please,” you whispered. “please fuck me, eddie. i need your big cock to fill up my pathetic pussy,” you pulled him closer to you, breathing in his sweaty musk.

he moved you to your back, grinding his clothed cock over your sensitive clit, “you’re gonna be worshiping me by the end of this.”

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strangersmunsons · 6 months

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you're not feeling your best. Eddie gives you some much needed comfort. eddie munson x fem!reader, ~800 words

“Hey, Eddie?”

Your soft voice breaks the comfortable silence hanging over the bedroom, where you and Eddie have been curled up in each other’s arms since you finished making love some time ago.

“What’s up, baby?” He strokes a calloused hand up and down your back, tracing gentle patterns into the skin with his fingers in a way that makes you shiver. You press your body even closer to his.

He smells musky with sweat and drugstore cologne, and the faint whiff of tobacco that lingers from his post-sex cigarette. He tilts his head down to press a sweet kiss to your shoulder, and then another, and then another.

You hesitate, unsure if you want to break this spell of gentleness by voicing your insecurities. But then Eddie traces the furrow between your brows with a delicate finger, smoothing out the small crinkle. His face is expectant. Waiting.

“Can I ask you a question?”

He gives you a dopey half-smile, the really sleepy one that you love the most. “You just did, didn’t you?”

You try to grin back, but it comes out more like a grimace.

His smile fades, face lining with concern as he takes in your expression. You've apparently hidden your unease from him well tonight; he doesn't like it. He brings a hand up to your face, cupping your cheek in his palm. “Of course you can,” he says soothingly, stroking your cheekbone with his thumb.

You sigh at his touch. “Don’t laugh,” you whisper, throat tightening.

“I would never, sweetheart,” he whispers back.

You stare up at him, eyes welling with tears. You shift uncomfortably in his arms, overwhelmed by the urge to suddenly run from the room.

“Hey.” Eddie gently pats your cheek, growing alarmed at how upset you look, but nonetheless staying calm for your sake. “Talk to me, angel.” He sits upright in bed, pulling you with him, so your tangled limbs are all gathered into his lap. He rocks you ever so slightly side to side, and curls one hand around the back of your neck so he can bring your forehead to his. “What’s got you all worked up?”

You don't want to tell him anymore, but you’re unable to hide from him like this. Your lip quivers uncontrollably. “Do you…do you think I’m pretty?” The words are wispy, barely there.

You might as well have taken a knife to Eddie’s heart. Shock flickers across his face before sinking into unbelievable sadness. He crushes you to him. “Of course I do. I think you’re so pretty, baby. I think you’re beautiful.” The words become muffled as he buries his face in the crook between your shoulder and neck. “Most beautiful girl in the world.”

That does it.

Fat tears spill over your bottom lashes, and you hug him back as hard as you can.

Eddie caresses and kisses every part of you he can reach. “Why’d you ask me that, huh? Did I do something to make you feel like you aren’t?” Every part of him aches at the thought of making you feel undesirable, accident or not.

You can only snuffle in reply at this point, too caught up in your tears to answer him coherently.

“Shhh,” he hushes you gently, rubbing your back. “Take a deep breath, baby. Try and relax for me, okay?”

He continues to coo sweet nothings in your ear while you let it all out, until you eventually come down from the crying jag. You slump against him, exhausted, waiting for the last few rogue sobs to finish wracking your body.

Eddie holds you all the while, and then tucks you away under his chin.

His voice is soft like velvet. “What happened to my girl today?” He resumes the gentle swaying from before, hoping the motion will soothe you. “What’s making you feel like this?”

“O-overheard…s-some people t-today…” you manage to stutter out.

Eddie’s jaw sets. Would you and he never escape the cruel judgment of others?

“They’re wrong,” he says firmly. “Don’t listen to them. Just listen to me, yeah?”

He jostles you lightly in his lap when you don’t answer. “I said, yeah?”

“Y-yes, Eddie.”

He softens again. “Good girl.” He dots a few more kisses onto your head. “You’re beautiful, sweetheart. I thought you were the second I saw you. And then you turned out to be beautiful on the inside, too. Lucky me, huh?” Another kiss. “My beautiful girl. You’re my angel.”

Your voice is still watery, almost inaudible. “Thank you.”

He gives you a tight squeeze, still speaking in dulcet tones. “I’m happy to tell you that, because it’s true. I’ll tell you all the time now.” Kiss. “I think you need some sleep, sweetheart. I promise you’ll feel better in the morning.”

He doesn’t let go of you for the entire night.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson hurt/comfort #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #sorry this is so sappy & gross i'm just in a mood ig #also sorry for using the term 'making love.' it was the only one that felt right #just really craving some soft sweet eddie rn 🥺

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steveshairychest · 1 year

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Steve doesn't flinch when a punch is being thrown his way. He's used to violence. Used to the sting of a fist against his cheek or a knee in his ribs. Used to the uncomfortable pain of a black eye or a broken nose. What he isn't used to is gentleness. He flinches the first time Eddie reaches out and brushes hair out of his face, and flinches again when Eddie cautiously threads his fingers with Steve's at the movies.

Eddie thinks it's because of him. He thinks Steve doesn't like him, doesn't like touching him or being around him. He says so after Steve nearly jumped through the roof of the car after Eddie put his hand on Steve's thigh. "Do you not like me anymore?" He asks quietly, insecurity bleeding into every word as he avoids Steve's eyes.

Steve shakes his head quickly and takes Eddie's hand in his own, unsure of how to make things right. "No, I'm just, uhm, still getting used to how gentle you are. It's not a bad thing! I love it. It's just a little overwhelming for a guy like me."

"A guy like you?" Eddie raises an eyebrow in question.

"I haven't always been a good guy." He says after a moment, and Eddie squeezes Steve's hand in comfort. Steve doesn't flinch this time. "I used to start fights for no reason. I would pick on kids that are just like Dustin and Mike and You. I-I wasn't a nice guy. I was a dick. I just feel like I don't deserve to be handled so gently, so softly." It hurts to say it out loud. The truth makes him feel sick to the stomach, it makes him want to run and hide from himself.

He hates who he used to be.

"You really were kind of a dick." Eddie laughs.

Steve smiles sadly and sinks back into the car seat. "I know." He knows it's the truth, but it still hurts to hear Eddie agree.

"But -" Eddie turns around in the seat and scoots as close to him as he can in the cramped front seat of Steve's car. "You've changed so much, Steve. You're not that guy anymore. I'm proud of you for acknowledging that what you did was wrong. Yes, you used to beat people up and start fights for no reason, but look at you now, sitting outside the arcade waiting for the gaggle of children that you've literally fought monsters for."

"You're a good guy, Steve." Eddie leans in close and whispers, "You're actually kind of a loser now."

Steve feels like he's going to cry. Eddie's too good for him, even if he did just call him a loser. "Hope you don't mind having a loser as a boyfriend."

Eddie leans over the centre console and kisses him softly and sweetly. "Nope, don't mind one bit. As long as you don't mind having a freak for a boyfriend, we're all good."

Steve laughs and leans back to admire the man who's changed his life for the better; the man he loves. "Hmm, I don't know... I saw you eat a whole packet of cheese yesterday."

"I was hungry!"

"I was cooking dinner! Plus, you're lactose intolerant."

"So, you're saying you don't date lactose intolerant people?"

"Yep, sorry, babe."

#IDK HOW TO END THIS MY BRAIN IS MUSHY AMD GROSS FROM WORK AND I THINK IM SICK #steddie #stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #st4 vol2 #steveddie #stranger things s4 #tw mentions of violence

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jadewritesficshere · 7 months

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Bathroom

Eddie Munson x female!reader

An unserious moment becomes serious talking about love.

Warnings: peeing (NOT watersports, you quite literally just pee in front of each other), fluff

The trailer door slams open as you rush inside. You and Eddie had been stuck in traffic- thanks construction. What normally would have been an hour drive back from Indy took three.

And you had to pee. There was no place to stop after the last city, and you didn't have to go then. The usually empty roads to Hawkins were flooded with people going on detours. You couldn't even pull over and just go in the country due to the amount of people.

You rushed to the bathroom and shut the door. Your bladder was screaming at you. The chill of the toilet seat didn't even bother you as you sat down.

You were about to go when the door popped open and Eddie strolled in. "Move your legs i gotta go too," Eddie said unzipping his jeans. Your mouth dropped in shock for a second," What? No!" Eddie scoffed," I won't pee on you. I've got great aim."

You crossed your arms," Eddie, my thighs are too big. This bathroom is so tiny, I wouldn't even be able to spread my legs enough."

Eddie opens his mouth to argue but you speak again," Just go in the shower." Eddie gasps and throws a hand against his chest," Weren't you the one who said not to go in the shower? The hypocrisy!"

You roll your eyes," We aren't currently showering Eds, the shower is to get clean-" "You can pee and then get clean! You're in the shower and cleaning already!"

Your bladder screams in protest again," Eddie just wait for me to pee and then you can. Or you can use the shower."

Eddie grumbles but turns towards the shower. Theres a moment of silence between you both before you both start going. Eddie is the only person you would feel comfortable going in front of.

The relief your bladder feels is immediate. You hang your head for a second as you sigh, your hands clasped in front of you. The feeling of a hand on your head causes you to glance up. Eddie's eyes lock with yours as you both continue to go.

"What?" You narrow your eyes at him. "Just was thinking," Eddie starts but you cut him off," Eyes on the stream!" Eddie's vision darts back to where his stream had inched closer to the edge of the tub. "Whoops." "Great aim huh?" You chuckle, grabbing his hand off your head and holding it in yours.

Eddie smiled slightly," You thought i had good aim last night." You both chuckle as he squeezes your hand slightly," Nah I was just thinking. For better or worse yeah? Sickness and in health? We should add those who pee together stay together or something."

Both of your streams come to an end as you stare at Eddie. Your heart beats faster suddenly. Eddie tucks himself back in his jeans as you clear your throat. "You wanna marry me?" You ask quietly. You had hoped but...

Eddie's head snaps over to you," You didn't know?" You shrug as you grab toilet paper. "Hold on- shit!" Eddie stubs his toe against the sink as he quickly turns it on to wash his hands. You clean up as he scrubs soap quickly over his hands. He rinses it off as you stand back up, pulling your pants up. He haphazardly dries his hands on a towel and grabs your face in his hands.

You can still feel some water and soap on his hands drip down your cheeks. "Baby," Eddie's brown eyes stare into yours, " I love you. So much. I thought I made that clear, but if you have a single doubt then I havent done my job well. I. Love. You."

Eddie nods once before kissing your forehead," I would do anything. Even the gross things. Like letting you pop my pimples. Or rubbing your back as you throw up. Or holding your hand while you poop."

You wrinkle your nose," Ew. You've never held my hand while I pooped before." Eddie nods gravely," I would be willing to suffer thro-" you slap his arm in mock offense as he breaks down in laughter, causing you to join in.

Eddie grins at you," Yeah, no seriously. I would do anything for you. I would fight Vecna again- which was probably the worst thing I've been through. But I would do it again, willingly, for you. In the worst of times to the best of times, I want to be with you. You already own my heart and I would carve it out of my chest and hand it to you. My heart beats for you."

You smile at Eddie and pull him in for a hug," And I love you. I love you with my whole heart, mind, and soul. Every fiber of my being screams my love for you. "

You lean into his hold, swaying slightly as he hugs you. "I love you so much," Eddie mumbles. You pull back to look at him," Did we just say our vows in a bathroom?" Eddie barks out a laugh," I think we did."

Eddie grins at you and removes a ring from his hand," I'll get you a real one later, but uh since we already said our vows. Figure i should ask if ya wanna marry me." "Yeah, I guess I'll marry you," you feign nonchalance as you excitedly grab the ring and slide it on your hand.

You both laugh slightly, the love radiating from you two. You shake your head and grin, because only Eddie Munson would propose in a bathroom. And only you would say yes.

#Is this gross i find it sweet anyways hi #This is based on a convo me and a friend had once “those who poop together stay together”#I dont think this counts as a piss kink but then I was like shit what if it did fjshsksk #Anyways Eddie would absolutely propose in a bathroom he is 100% the type to do it casually as the moment arises #Eddie Munson #Eddie Munson x reader #Eddie Munson/reader #Eddie Munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #Eddie Munson/you #Eddie Munson fluff #Jade is Talking #Stranger Things #Yes this is the post I was thinking of when I said wait what do people consider gross cause this isn't gross to me but

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