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#sfw alphabet for Eddie Munson
muertawrites · 2 years
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D, W, X, Y, Z for sfw and nsfw?
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d i have already answered!
Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
No. Eddie has a very good sense of himself and he's comfortable with who he is.
Does that mean he doesn't love you in a way that's totally earth-shattering? Not at all. When he met you, he swears he heard "I Just Died in Your Arms" and everything went slow mo for a minute and he forgot his own name. And yes, if you were gone, a very important part of his life would be missing, and it would be hard to move on from and adjust to.
But feeling like he as a person isn't whole without you? No. That's an extremely unhealthy way to think. He doesn't want you to feel like you aren't whole without him, either.
Xtra (A random headcanon for them)
God, I feel like there aren't many headcanons for him that I haven't already spat out on this blog at random? I guess the only one I really have is that I doubt he'd ever drink any kind of caffeine. No coffee, no energy drinks, not even tea. He's hyperactive enough as it is - caffeine just makes him feel out of control.
That and I also doubt he'd ever dabble in hard drugs. Based on his family background, it makes sense that he might have had a friend or relative or two struggle with addiction to heavy substances and knows how hard it is to live with. I truly think he uses pot and alcohol as a means of coping but is ultimately responsible about his consumption. He really doesn't want to live up to the Munson name as well as people think he will.
Totally owns a D.A.R.E. t-shirt. For the jokes.
Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
Well y'all already know how I feel about Eddie and basic bitches. He hates them. Any person who doesn't have much personality, or is ashamed of him, or uses him for some ulterior motive, or thinks he's just some big scary dude like everyone else does is a total turnoff for him. He likes people who can form their own opinions and are perfectly comfortable and happy being themselves, no matter what other people may think about it.
Hates wearing shorts, even in summer. Idk why. I just get that from him.
On this subject I also feel like he doesn't hate pop music or other genres of rock as much as he acts like he does. He's just too proud to admit that he listens to Lovesong by The Cure alone in his room at night on a regular basis. (I feel like he'd vibe with The Cure)
Modern headcanon is that he really likes Blink-182. All The Small Things is lowkey your song.
Zzz (What are some sleep habits of theirs?)
Sleeps in his boxers.
Doesn't brush his teeth before bed - doesn't see the point.
Definitely snores. Not excessively, but enough to be adorable or annoying, depending on how you feel.
Can fall asleep anywhere. Also sleeps in super weird positions. Moves around a lot.
Blanket hog.
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Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
How long do you have?
Man's a perv, ok. We love him, but he's so horny.
Biggest one is that he doesn't just steal your panties as trophies, but he uses them. He loves to masturbate with one pair wrapped around his fist, the other stuffed into his face so he can smell the traces of you in the fabric. He does return them. And washes them before because god he doesn't want you to know how much of a creep he is for getting high off the smell of your pussy and cumming into your used panties.
Not dirty but definitely not common for the time and his circles, but Eddie actually doesn't like the idea of casual sex? It weirds him out. He's not very trusting as it is, and it's hard to do as much exploring as he likes to do with someone you don't trust. And trust takes emotions. So he'd rather have sex with a partner, because it's way more fun cumming with someone who you still want to hang with afterward.
Makes heart eyes at Steve whenever they're together. Thinks about having a three way with you and him often. That's not a secret but you let him think it is.
Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He laughs after he cums. I was talking about this with @the-ivory-rabbit last night and we both agree that he totally gets giggly after an orgasm. Also says "heck" during sex.
Either that or he cries. Like he's holding you in his arms after you've fucked each other senseless and is so overcome by how much he loves and adores you and the fact that you feel that way for him that he just. Weeps. Tells you you're beautiful. Begs you never to leave him. Kind of a wreck but it's sweet.
X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Eddie's cock is as pretty as he is. I've already mentioned that he's got a porn star cock in both a fic and a request, and I stand by that. He's uncircumcised. Doesn't manscape. I would give a part of my soul to watch this man masturbate.
Beyond his gorgeous pubic zone, his body is average but in a way that's amazing. He's not ripped, and he's got a little bit of baby fat, but his shoulders are broad and his chest is defined and he's got those cute back dimples above his butt.
Speaking of which, his butt is a bit on the flat side. But it's nice enough and good for grabbing while he rails you, so no complaints. Even Eddie can't be perfect.
Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Proper care of your Eddie insists that sex be performed daily to ensure he doesn't become too full of the natural perv hormones in his system and subsequently burst with a little "pop!" into a cloud of glitter. When traditional sex is not possible, oral or hand-operated maintenance will suffice.
Your Eddie is capable of releasing his perv hormones on his own, so glitter explosions are unlikely. However, to ensure the utmost happiness for your Eddie, it is recommended that sex be performed together as often as possible.
(High. His sex drive is high.)
Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)
He doesn't. Eddie does not get tired from sex. He'll fuck you silly then go work a full shift at Thacher Tire before coming home and fucking you again. Maybe once more before bed if he can swing it.
Dude's a fucking rabbit.
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hellfirenacht · 7 days
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Reader ==> Have Lunch With Hellfire Club
Isekai Chronicles Master List
START HERE <<<--- FIRST CHAPTER HERE
Fic Summery: Through no powers of your own, you end up in Hawkins 1985, in a tv show that you once saw on Netflix. Slow burn, Eddie Munson x Reader will be canon, choose your own adventure to a degree, monkey’s paw author.
Chapter Summery: You sneak into Hawkins High to have lunch with Hellfire Club.
Tags: Eddie and Reader, sfw, Reader is on her period, reader is also just a little horny and touch starved but nothing really happens with that.
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Reader ==> Have Lunch With Hellfire Club
"Ow'' You hissed, laying your head down on the cool table. You had been doubled over for 10 seconds and most of the club looked at you with concern.
"Uh... You good, Lipton?" Jeff asked.
You winced, from both the cramp and what he'd called you. Why did no one at this school use first names? It was already hard enough responding to a false name to begin with, even after memorizing the information on your new kinda-fake ID card. Thanks, Murray.
"Just dying. It's fine, I'll live." You groaned, and forced yourself to sit up and look down the table at Eddie, passed Mike and Dustin. "Got any painkillers?" You asked.
"None that would help you." Eddie shrugged.
"Ah, lovely." You laid your head back down as another cramp shot through your uterus.
It was the last day of school before Hawkins High went on fall break. You had snuck over to the school to have lunch with Eddie and the rest of Hellfire Club. Currently, all of you were sitting outside, enjoying one of the last warm days before the cold set in. Out here, none of the teachers would see you all, and even if they did, they wouldn’t take note of one extra person who shouldn’t be on school grounds anyway. Besides, it’s not like it was your first time sneaking into the school, as it had become a habit over the past few weeks as you made yourself a part of Hellfire. 
By this time next week you’d be set up in the small trailer on the opposite end of the same trailer park that Eddie lived. Just a few more days and you could finally move out of Benny’s and you could stop dealing with stupid jocks and bugs and all the other bullshit that came with being a squatter.  
"What's wrong with you?" Asked Gareth.
"Alphabetically or chronologically?” your voice was deadpan and muffled from being pressed against the old picnic table. “And how much time do you have?" 
You wondered briefly what “chronologically” even meant with you. Would you start chronologically in a direct timeline starting in 1895? Or maybe you’d start at the year you were born and loop back around. 
"She can't be in too much pain if she's still a smartass," snorted Jeff.
"You're laughing. A party member is bleeding to death and you're laughing." The cramp subsided and you sat up again.
"Gross." Muttered Gareth.
"I bleed for days at a time and survive. Get on my level" you hissed.
"Level 5?" Jeff shot back. "You're still behind us, even with Henderson's help."
"Motherfucker I swear-"
"Hey now, no need to fight" Dustin piped up, looking between everyone with concern. "We're all stressed because of midterms, we don't need to take it out on each other."
You closed your mouth and backed down. You didn’t mind the occasional fight with Gareth, honestly you almost enjoyed it when he picked a fight with you because it meant you could blow off some steam. But Dustin was currently your only real friend, and you weren’t going to risk pissing him off. That kid was the only one to try and figure out how you ended up here anyway. 
Plus, he’d been running some one on one adventures with you between Hellfire meetings. With Eddie insisting that all new players start at level 1 no matter what the party was at, Dustin had convinced him to let him do some smaller adventures to help you try and catch up with everyone else. Sometimes Mike and Lucas would even join in. 
"Just ignore me." You sighed. "I'll live even if it kills me." You looked at the uneaten sandwich in front of you. The idea of eating it made you feel gross even if you were hungry. You grabbed it and tossed it down the table in front of Eddie who looked at you with a cocked eyebrow.
"Don't want it. You eat it." you mumbled, forehead against the table again. You were starting to feel like you should have just stayed at Benny’s until it was actually time for Hellfire.
"You gonna be okay to play tonight?" Eddie asked. "Or do you need us to find a sub for you?"
You shook your head. "I'll be there." You promised. "I'll just hit up Robin or someone for some aspirin before the game and I'll be fine. Might not be the most talkative-"
"That'd be a first." Muttered Jeff.
You flipped him off. "I'll be there. I can still roll dice as well at anyone here."
Eddie grinned. "Good, and I'm not gonna go easy on any of you tonight."
"Do you ever?" Mike laughed.
"Yeah, you've always been tough on us, but Cult of Vecna has been your most sadistic campaign yet." agreed Jeff.
"That's because this is my year." Eddie said. "I'm gonna graduate and I'm going out with a bang." Eddie drummed on the table with his hands, revved up now. The vibrations of his drumming echoed through your head and you sat up again.
He stood up, the sandwich left forgotten for the moment. You watched him, and the way he moved was like a full-on rainstorm. Eddie only ever seemed to have two modes, 'on' and 'off'.
He was very much on now.
There was a fire in his eyes that had burned you for the past month since you'd been invited to Hellfire. Your initial attraction to a fictional character turned coworker had burst into a full blown genuine crush. In the autumn air, his cheeks were flushed red from the cold and his natural excitement, and his hair was flying everywhere. Even with Eddie circling the table as he bragged about his campaign to the members your heart felt like it might leap out of your chest, distracting you from the other organs inside you that were ripping themselves apart.
A firm hand grasped you at the crook of your neck, and you tensed slightly at Eddie's touch, your mind blanked for a moment as he made physical contact with you.
Eddie was... Very handsy. He wasn't afraid to grapple, wrestle, grab, and generally put his hands on his fellow Hellfire members. Eddie had picked up Dustin and Mike by the shirt collars and pushed them more times than you had bothered counting. 
This however, was the first time he had laid a hand on you. You held your breath as you tried to ignore the shiver that slid down your spine and into your core. You didn’t dare let anyone see that this had any effect on you. 
‘Not the time, self.’ you scolded yourself.
Eddie gave you a shake, which changed that warmth in your core to a vague sense of nausea. 
“Please don’t shake me right now.” you groaned. Your guts were not interested in physical movement right now. Your legs were already nearly constantly sore from biking everywhere. 
To Eddie’s credit, he did stop. His hand was still firm against you though, and you could feel the cold metal of one of his rings against your skin.
“See this one,” he gave you one more shake, the asshole. “This one is so metal that even though she probably should retreat tonight she’s still willing to show up for us.”
The compliment made your heart swell and the air didn’t feel so brisk as your own cheeks warmed up. You tilted your head back to look at him with surprise; Eddie didn’t hand out compliments too lightly with the club. He was always so straight forward, firm. He wouldn’t say anything unless he meant it. 
“I’ve always shown up when it mattered.” you said quietly, flashbacking (flash forwarding?) just a split second to a group of friends from the future. Not that it mattered, I guess. What was that??
The hand slid off of you, and a sense of emptiness echoed through your chest and at the loss of the warmth and pressure. You shoved down the lump in your throat by taking a long gulp of water. You had been here for nearly 2 months, and that had been the first bit of physical contact you had with anyone outside of a small scrap with Murrey or a handshake with someone, or your literal run in with Steve Harrington. 
One small touch, and you felt like you were falling apart. You were really starting to be sick of this feeling. 
Eddie sat back down and pulled out the sandwich you had offered him and you watched it disappear in 4 bites. 
“Jesus Eddie, did you even taste that?” asked Mike, and to be fair it was a valid question. 
“Didn’t need to, it was edible. Thanks, Lipton” 
“Why do you all keep calling me that?” you asked, looking around the table. 
“What, ‘Lipton’?” Mike asked. “I don’t know, it’s just something we do here.”
“Could... you please not call me that? Just call me by my name please. Or ‘Dipshit’. Or ‘Hey You’ or ‘That one girl in Hellfire’. Anything else.”
“You’re barely in Hellfire.” Gareth grumbled, flicking a chip crumb off the table and onto the dirt below. Gareth had been nice enough the first night you showed up for Hellfire, but then the more you hung around the less he seemed to like you. You’d deal with that later.
Eddie looked over at you, his wide brown eyes meeting yours and he said your name. 
The back of your neck prickled at the sound of your name on his lips. You wanted him to say it again. 
‘Not the fucking time, self’ You scolded yourself again. You had so many bigger issues than a guy with pretty brown eyes and a chipped front tooth that made your stomach explode in butterflies. 
Oh, who the fuck were you kidding? You did not. In fact, he was absolutely the main problem that you were going to have to deal with in a few months. If he wasn’t planning on being a hero, maybe you could actually sleep at night. 
You gave him a small nod, and wondered if you looked as tired as you felt. 
“Sorry, it's an old habit.” Dustin said. “We’ll stick with your first name”
“Thank you.” you said, relaxing. You looked at the time, not long until lunch was over. Then two more hours, then school was over. Hellfire started at four, a half hour after school ended. That gave you a few hours to just wander around aimlessly until school ended. 
You zoned out for the rest of lunch, poking at the food you had brought until it was all passed along to Eddie. He never did bring enough food for himself anyway. 
When the bell rang you took your time gathering your stuff up as most of the club started back towards the school building. 
As you were about to turn and head in the opposite direction towards the woods. something grabbed you by the shoulder and moved you behind a tree before you realized what was happening. Eddie stood in front of you, hands on your upper arms, head tilted with that look of intense concern on his face. You found yourself stiff under that gaze, thrown off by how he had suddenly grabbed you. 
“Eddie....?”
“I meant what I said, earlier.” he said. “There’s no shame in retreating. If you feel like shit, you don’t have to come.”
“I want to.” you said. “I- I really do, I promise. I don’t want to let you down.” It took you three seconds to realize that you had said ‘you’ and not ‘everyone’ and heat burned your cheeks. 
Eddie put a hand on your forehead. “You’re warm and you look like.. You look fucking tired.” 
“....Thank you, Eddie. Just what every woman wants to hear from a man.” Your voice was deadpan. “I’ll be fine. I just need to take an aspirin and maybe take a small nap before Hellfire.”
His brown eyes bore into yours and you wondered how easily he could see through you. “Come on, you can take a nap in my van.” Eddie didn’t bother giving you a chance to answer before dragging you around the school, towards the parking lot.   
It took a moment for his words to register in your brain as you followed him. "....Huh?"
"I have some spare blankets and a pillow back there. I crash in the back all the time. Might not be the... Cleanest or the most comfortable but it's safe. Not like anyone's interested in messing with the freaks van" He said, his hand sliding down your arm to grab your hand. 
Eddie was holding your hand. Shit shit shit shit shit- 
Your brain caught up to you. "Ah, yeah that would be really nice actually." you said. "I probably really need the short rest of I'm gonna survive you tonight."
You wondered if Eddie realized that he had given your hand a squeeze. "Get those spell slots back, you're gonna need them." 
"Thank you, I really do appreciate it.” And you did, passing out in his van was definitely safer than passing out in the woods somewhere until Hellfire started.
Eddie looked over at you and smiled. "Everyone in Hellfire has crashed in that van at least once. It's basically a right of passage to help break in the newbies."
You couldn't stop your mouth from running. "You break in all the newbies in the back of your van?" You looked up at him with a teasing half grin. "Damn, this really is a cult." ‘Not. The. Fucking. Time. Get your head out of the gutter please.’ 
Eddie snorted and shook his head. "You'd be surprised what's happened in the back of that van."
"Sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll?" you offered. ‘What did I just tell myself??’
"Two out of three. I'll let you guess which ones." 
The bell rang and you jumped. "Shit, you’re gonna be late to class.” You looked over at Eddie, worried about his getting in trouble. 
“It’s just gym, no one will care if I’m late” he said. “I don’t like being the first in the locker room anyway. Are you sure you're okay?" Eddie asked, looking you over. "I'm not trying to be a dick but you really look rough."
"I feel rough. I'll be fine." You promised. "I just need a nap. You said it yourself, I'm metal. Can't exactly let everyone down when you called me that."
"You're either very brave or very stupid." Eddie said, opening the back door to the van, giving a sweeping gesture to motion you inside. 
You tossed your backpack in first before crawling in. To your surprise Eddie hopped in with you and closed the door. 
"Just need to move some things around. As a Hellfire member and your DM, you know that what happens in this van stays here." Eddie's eyes narrowed slightly and you nodded dumbly, wondering if he was aware of how some of the things he was saying sounded. "Good."
He pulled up a section of the floor where a spare tire should be, and pulled out a small box. You leaned against the back of the front seat, closing your eyes. Whatever Eddie was doing, it wasn't your business, not when he was being so nice. You really thought you had completely blown it a few weeks ago when you first went over to his home, but by some power he kept letting you hang around. Being coworkers probably helped. 
With your eyes closed, you breathed in deeply and took in the scent of the van. There was a lingering smell of weed and cigarettes, mixed with the natural smell of him and a hint of some sort of air cleaner to mask the smells. It could have been much worse, you found that your tolerance for the scent of narcotics had gone up a lot since being here.  
Your body was already starting to relax, knowing that rest was coming soon. You had been running around Hawkins all week between shifts and doing your own investigation work of the town, looking for anything that could help you come Spring Break. 
Something soft hit your head and you opened your eyes. Eddie had tossed you two blankets and a pillow. "They were washed recently." He said. 
"Eddie you- can you come wake me up before Hellfire?" You asked, feeling the texture of one of the blankets. It was worn and thin but nice against your hands. "I don't have a watch or an alarm." Your watch had died two days ago and you wouldn’t be able to get a new one until Bev paid you again.
"Don't worry, I'll need to come back here anyway. I'm keeping my notes for today in the front seat. Don't peek. I'll know if you do, and there will be consequences." Eddie's tone was serious as he tossed his Hellfire notes in the front seat. He put his whole being into this campaign, and you wouldn't dare betray that trust that was starting to form between the two of you. 
"Wouldn't dream of it, I doubt I could read your chicken scratch handwriting anyway." you said and he grabbed the pillow from you and smacked it on your head again with a laugh.
"Stan tried once. Once. He learned his lesson after that. He didn't even read the right notes, he ended up with an attempt at my English homework." 
Stan. Another name from his past that never was in the show. You had already accepted that Eddie was real, even if it had left you spiraling for a good two days. But there were still small moments to just how real he was. Hellfire Club existed before now. Eddie had friends before this version of Hellfire. Each new piece of himself that he offered you was tucked away in your mind, a reminder of what you were really working for. You wished you could offer the same. 
It was comfortable in the back of the van with him like this. You could count on one hand the amount of times you had been alone together for longer than five minutes, not counting your shifts together at The Hideout . There was a part of you that was still nervous about being with him, this person who shouldn't exist with you. 
Eddie looked at his watch. "Business calls. Get some rest, I'll be back for you before Hellfire." 
"I'll try not to die in your van."
The van shifted as he scooted over to the door, opening it and letting in the late September air for a moment. 
“Night" He said before closing the door behind him, leaving you alone. 
Reader => Take A Nap In Eddie’s Van
You grabbed the blankets and started adjusting them. Thankfully there were no mysterious stains on any of them, but the pillow was very much a 'boy pillow' which was flat and old and offered zero support. But it was his and it smelled like him and it was... More clean than expected. Not like you had any room to complain. 
You laid back and took a few slow breaths. You didn't expect to actually get any sleep but some time to just lay down and relax was enough for now. You were sure that Eddie would tire you out again tonight-
‘With the campaign you fucking pervert.’ You scolded yourself, trying to ignore the warmth in her stomach again from just his hand on your arm and shoulder. Hellfire was always very high energy, and Eddie's stamina was unwavering. As a Dungeon Master- no fuck, not that kind of dungeon master-!
What was wrong with you today? Being on your period and the stress must be catching up to you. You were starting to think you needed to get laid. Or maybe convince Steve or Robin to loan your their Family Video discounts to rent from the back room- 
No. You were NOT going to hit up a jock and his lesbian best friend for porn. You didn’t even have a VHS player. 
You were so fucking touch starved. 
You shut your eyes tight and tried to clear your mind of any perverted thoughts. It was pleasant in his van in a weird way. Cool, and parked in the shade, and just dark enough to let your mind shutdown slowly. Maybe you’d get a contact high, but you didn't know enough about drugs to know and at this point you were too afraid to ask. 
You tossed and turned for a bit, trying to get comfortable enough to just relax. The van's floor was hard, and it took a half hour to find a position (with doubling your backpack with the pillow) where your brain could shut down fully. 
It felt like you had just closed your eyes when a knock came from outside. You jumped and sat up quickly, fumbling in the sheets to cover up before remembering that you were still fully clothed. 
"Wake up, Sunshine, Hellfire starts in 15 minutes!" The van door opened and Eddie smiled at you. "Hand me my bag"
You reached for his bag and pushed it over, shaking your head to reoriented yourself. Right, Eddie's van. Naptime. 
"Last chance to back out." Eddie said. "Say the word and I'll walk away and drive you home after Hellfire."
"I'm okay!" You said, not knowing if you were going to crash at Benny’s or in a basement. "I actually feel a lot better after laying down for a bit. Just let me use the bathroom and I'll be all good for tonight, I promise." 
Eddie reached out to take your wrist and help you out of the van, and you stumbled slightly before readjusting. Eddie grabbed your arms to make sure you didn’t eat shit on the pavement.
"I'm good, you just threw me off. I'm fine, Eddie." 
Eddie answered by letting you go and closing the van door. "You know the house rules. Anyone late gets a penalty at my discretion."
"Yes, Dad" you rolled your eyes and the two of you made your way back to the school. Once inside you stepped away and slipped into the bathroom to freshen up and readjust your clothing and pee. After splashing some cold water on your face and cleaning up you did feel a lot better. 
"You actually showed up" Gareth said as you made her way down the stairs. 
"Get on my level Gareth." you said, taking your seat at the table. 
"Feel any better?" Asked Dustin. 
"Yeah, much better." You pulled out your folder and set your mini fig on the table. "Eddie let me crash in his van for a bit."
The overhead light went out and with a click a single lamp that hung above the table flickered on. Eddie was now seated in his 'throne', his side of the table now set up. 
"If we're done chatting now gentleman, lady" he nodded at you. "Last we left the party...”
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ddejavvu · 5 months
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S for Eddie Munson and sfw please dude! :)
request a letter of the alphabet for your favorite character!
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
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pre-vecna, he's probably wary of his reputation in town, but if you're down to treat it like a joke then so is he. he probably tries to pretend that it doesn't bother him, and maybe it really doesn't anymore, but if you're willing to lean into the freak/social reject stereotype then he'll be comfortable letting you, he won't try to act differently just to save your reputation. if you aren't as socially rejected as he is, he probably feels underlying guilt that he's bad for you/ruining your reputation. not many people actually try to mess with you too much, (jason backed down pretty quick in the cafeteria scene because he did not want to deal with eddie's bullshit), but when they do he'll stand up for you. it rarely comes to blows, but if it does, he'll take the fight for you.
post-vecna eddie lives au: dude is freaked. he is scared, he is traumatized, he has nightmares and doesn't take kindly to any perceived threats. which is, well, a lot of things that aren't actually threatening. he probably views most people/the general public as threatening figures, they need to prove their innocence, not their guilt. and not many people are willing to do that for someone they don't know. so he's probably more wary of the way people look at you, talk to you, act around you because of him. i bet he could be easily persuaded into a fight if he thought someone was trying to do something to you.
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Eddie Masterlist
🖤- Personal Favorite 💞- NSFW
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Fics
Good Enough 🖤
Do You Like Slayer? 🖤
Do You Like Slayer? Pt 2 🖤
Do You Like Slayer? Pt 3 🖤
Steve?
Shotgun
Math Problems
Farmers Daughter 🖤
Why Can’t I Be You? 🖤
Adventures In Babysitting 🖤
Need You Tonight 🖤💞
Talking In Your Sleep 🖤
Can’t Fight This Feeling
Late Night Realizations 🖤
Every Rose Has It’s Thorn
Rainbow In The Dark 🖤
Looks That Kill 💞
Jealous 🖤
Jealous Pt 2
I Wanna Be Your Dog
Safe 🖤
I Only Want to Be with You 🖤
Surprise
Eddie’s Girl
High Maintenance 🖤
Mr. Right 🖤
Crystal Clear 🖤
Near Death
Requested Fics
Off Season 🖤
Big Sis
As You Wish 🖤
Fresh Ink
Pretty Boy
Now You Know 🖤
Care Package 🖤
Feels Like Home
Princess
No Exceptions
NSFW Alphabet Fics
A- Aftercare 🖤💞
B- Body Part 🖤💞
C- Cum 🖤💞
D- Dirty Secret 🖤💞
E- Experience 🖤
F- Favorite Position 🖤💞
G- Goofy 🖤💞
H- Hair 🖤
I- Intimacy 🖤💞
Headcanons
Comforting you during a storm 💞
Going through a haunted house
S/o who hates bugs 🖤
Gf who wants to learn DnD 🖤
Eddie’s first time 🖤💞
Eddie helping you study
Going to a carnival 🖤
My ‘controversial’ HCs
Eddie seeing you in a dress 🖤
Eddie with a s/o who likes to touch his butt
Eddies dream girl 🖤
Mechanic!Eddie
Eddie + boobs
Eddies gf giving the boys makeovers
Eddie having a bad day
Quickies with Eddie 🖤💞
Teasing Eddie all day 🖤💞
Wearing Eddie’s Hellfire shirt 💞
Eddie teaching you a lesson for teasing him all day 🖤💞
Rockstar!Eddie and his Superfan!Girlfriend 🖤
Submissive Eddie 🖤💞
Eddie forgetting to propose 🖤
Trying new things with Eddie in the bedroom🖤💞
Slow dancing with Eddie
Eddie meets his dream girl at a concert
Spending a rainy day with Eddie 🖤
You and Eddie in his dressing room after one of his shows 🖤💞
Helping Eddie after a nightmare 🖤
You and Eddie telling Wayne you’re pregnant
Eddie plans a special date night
Eddie takes you camping
Eddie taking your virginity 🖤💞
Giving you aftercare 🖤
Pampering Eddie
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🩹😘💖 💞
🕯️ 📺 🎸 💞
🧖‍♀️ 👙 🌲 💞
Calling you his girlfriend for the first time 🖤
Post-sex Eddie 💞
Extras
NSFW Alphabet 💞
Buy You A Drink {DRABBLE}
Eddie Munson… 🖤
Eddie Munson… Pt 2 🖤💞
SFW Alphabet
Audio List 🖤💞
Audio List Pt 2 🖤💞
Things Eddie didn’t know he could love 🖤
Good Boy {DRABBLE}
Specific things that remind me of Eddie 🖤
Ready? {DRABBLE}
Audio List Pt 3 🖤💞
Eddie’s happy place 💞
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blue-sadie · 7 months
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.Random.
.Request Page.
A place for my different fandoms brain rots
Platonic = 🌼 Fluff = 🌺 Smut =🌹 Lime = ⚘️ Angst = 🥀 Yandere = 🍁
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Anime
Imagines.
(H) kakeru Sengoku - Her Little Merman 🌺
(H) Keishin Ukai - Assistant Manager 🌹
(HMC) Howl Pendragon- A Thing Of Beauty 🌺
(LOK) Mako & Bolin - Brothers Charm 🌹
(MHA) Katsuki Bakugo - Silly Nicknames 🌺
(MHA) Shota Aizawa - Villainous Love 🌹
(MHA) Shota Aizawa - Little Helper 🌹
Combo.
Incorrect Quotes.
Drabbles.
Oneshots.
(H) Asahi Azumane - Pregnant Hungry 🌺
Different Aus.
Headcanons.
NSFW/SFW Alphabet.
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Animation
Imagines.
(QFC) Garrett Touch Says All 🌺
Combos
(A&TAE) Dimitri & Cale Tucker - The Tucker Twins 🌹
Incorrect Quotes.
Drabbles.
Oneshots.
Different Aus.
Headcanons.
Nsfw/SFW Alphabet.
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Celebritys
Imagines.
Hayden Christen - Yn Moment 🌺 Jamie Flatters - Admiring The Interviewer 🌺
Henry Cavill - Distraction 🌺
Oscar Isaac - Wavering 🌺
Combo.
Jamie Flatters,Tedros Pendragon,Neteyam - One Room 🌹
Incorrect Quotes.
Drabbles.
Oneshots.
Jack Champion - Past Experiences 🥀🌺
Jamie Flatters - Attention Thief 🌺
Jamie Flatters - Bakery Girl 🌺
Jamie Flatters - When Fate Intervenes 🌺
Stephen Lang Hard At Work. Prt 2 🌺
Combos.
Avatar Cast - Dream Come True 🌺
Different Aus.
Headcanons.
NSFW/SFW Alphabet.
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Games
Imagines.
(BG3) Astarion - Love From Cold Lips 🌹
(BG3) Astarion - For Your Pleasure 🌹
(BG3) Astarion - Flaunting Treasures 🌹
(BG3) Astarion - Sweet As Sugar 🌹
(BG3) Astarion - Red As Cherry 🌹
(BG3) Halinsin - Size Difference 🌹
(HL) Sebastian Sallow - Dazzling Smile 🌺
(TLOU) Joel Miller - The Tiredness 🌹
Combos.
(BG3)Astarion & Halsin - Vampire And The Bear ⚘️
(BG3) Astarion & Gale - Love From The Gods 🌹
(BG3) Astarion & Harleep - Jealous Much 🌹
(HL) Sebastian & Ominus - Bros Before... 🥀🌺
Incorrect Quotes.
Drabbles.
Oneshots.
(BG3) Ascended Astarion - Truly Broken 🥀
(BG3) Astarion - My Darling Baker 🌺
(HL) Sebastian Sallow - Lace Me Up 🌺
Combos
(BG3) Astarion & Halsin - Lust Filldd Touches 🌹
Different Aus.
(BG3)God Astarion & God Gale -Praises From The Gods🌹
Headcanons.
NSFW/SFW Alphabet.
(BG3) halsin - NSFW
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Movies
Imagines.
(HP) Draco Malfoy - A Bubbly Companion 🌺
(It) Bowers Gang - Plaid Skirts 🌹
(MR) Newt - Second In Command 🌺
(MR) Gally - Soft Spot 🌺
(RH) Prince John - Fall From Grace 🌺
(T) Paul Lahote - Second Head 🌺
Incorrect Quotes.
Drabbles.
Oneshots.
(A) Kane - Stop Your Breath 🌺🌹
(FG) Walter Mckey (keys) - Cuter Then Puppies 🌺
(MR) Newt - Glow Of Embers 🌺
(TF) Santiago Garcia - Friend Of A Friend 🌹
Combos.
(TF) Santiago Garcia & Frankie Morales - Movement Of The Hips 🌹
Different Aus.
Headcanons.
NSFW/SFW Alphabet.
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Series
Imagines.
(F) Savitar - A New Day Has Dawned 🍁
(OBX) Rafe Cameron - Uncontrollable??? 🌹
(SN) Dean Winchester - Jealous Much 🌹
(ST) Billy Hargrove - Addicted 🌹
(ST) Eddie Munson - Something A Bit More 🍁
(TVD) Stephen Salvatore - The Classics 🌺
(T) Jason Todd - Cold Stares 🌺
(TW) Derek Hale - Big Bad Werewolf 🌹
(VK) Ivar Ragnarsson - Tracing Tattoos 🌺🌹
Combos
(OUAT) Peter Pan & Felix - Princess Treatment 🌹
(ST) Billy Hargrove & Eddie Munson - High And Mighty 🌹
(TW) Stiles Stilinski & Scott Mccal - Rain Check 🌹
(ST) Billy Hargrove & Steve Harrington - You Wouldn't Dare🌹
(T100) Bellamy blake & John murphy - little convincing 🌹
(TVD) Damon and Stephen - Elana Really... 🌼🌺
Incorrect Quotes.
Drabbles.
Oneshots.
Combos.
(911) Eddie Diaz & Evan Buckley-Something To Look At 🌹
Different Aus.
Headcanons.
NSFW/SFW Alphabet.
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Tag.List
@sweetirilly @neteyamyawne @greekgods15 @laylasbunbunny
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angelltheninth · 1 year
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Alphabets yay! From the SFW one can it be A, H and V for Steve, Eddie and Billy?
God there are so many of these I might have to close asks soon cause like half are alphabet requests at this point.
Pairing: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader
Tags: fluff. established relationship, cuddles, hugs, kissing, teasing, hallway kisses
A/N: I didn't think this many people loved the alphabet posts lmao. But I'm glad you do.
A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
Eddie mostly shows affection in private. He's not shy or anything like that he just doesn't like many eyes on the two of you. That being said he does like leaving marks in obvious places for others to see. He loves sharing his hobbies with you and has a special set of dice that he bought just for you to use when playing.
Steve is very affectionate at all times. He holds your hand, kisses it when ever he gets the chance, leans in to kiss your cheek and loves passing you cute notes during class. He loves dishing out compliments to you, spoken or written on notes, doesn't really matter.
Billy is more possessive then affectionate in public, in private he can be soft. Loves to kiss you a lot, in the hallways especially so. There he can show everyone that you're his. He gets a very cocky smile on his face when he offers you his jacket and you accept it without a word, looking very good in his clothes, wrapped in his scent.
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
Eddie likes hugs from behind. Mostly when you sit in his lap while you're watching a movie together. If its a movie he knows then he will whisper random trivia into your ear while cuddling you, his hands slowly making their way under your clothes. Better not get distracted now.
Steve always greets you with a hug. He wraps his arms around you and squeezes you close and holds you there for a few seconds, just enjoying your warmth and your body against his. Loves when you kiss his jaw afterwards, in fact he will sometimes hold you until you give him a kiss, he thrives off them.
Billy does side hugs a lot. An arm over your shoulders or on the small of your back as he pulls you to his side and kisses your forehead. If he's feeling feisty he will hug you and slip his hands into your back pockets, winking at you and delighted in the yelp of surprise that passes your lips.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
Eddie loves his wild, slightly disheveled look and knows it works in his favor. He wears his hobbies on his sleeve, sometimes literally with the fashion he chooses. You can go shopping with him too, you can wear matching nerdy shirts.
Steve is a really neat person when it comes to his looks. He doesn't like to look shabby or unkept. He knows how much you love to run your hands through his hair so he takes especially good care of it. Or he lets you wash it for him if you're taking a shower together.
Billy works out for a reason. He loves knowing he looks hot and have you affirm that for him. When he knows that you're looking he will very slowly take his shirt off to tease you. Likes to take care of his appearance to impress those around him, but mostly you.
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peach-and-bugs · 3 years
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Masterlist
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characters that I write for are organized in alphabetical order by fandom and by name. links will lead to my complete list of posted work for said character:
willing to write for characters: romantically (➵ ) platonically (✸) or nsfw (✧)
Character Alphabets (sfw ✸ & nsfw ✧)
Ask Box Headcanons and Blurbes
Agents of shield
Bobbi Morse ✸ ➵ ✧
Daisy Johnson/Quake ✸ ➵ ✧
Jemma Simmons ✸ ➵ ✧
Jiaying ✸ ➵ ✧
Leo Fitz ✸ ➵
Malinda May ✸ ➵ ✧
Phil Coulson ✸ ➵
Chilling Adventures of Sabrina 
Hilda Spellman ✸ ➵ ✧
Madam Satan/Lilith ✸ ➵ ✧
Sabrina Spellman ✸ ➵
Zelda Spellman ✸ ➵ ✧
Doctor Who
Amy Pond ✸ ➵ ✧
Bill Pots ✸ ➵
Clara/Clara Oswald/Oswin ✸ ➵ ✧
Eleven/Smith!Doctor ✸ ➵
Jack Harkness ✸ ➵
Missy/Gomez!Master ✸ ➵ ✧
River Song/Melody Pond ✸ ➵ ✧
Simm!Master ✸ ➵
Thirteen/Whittaker!Doctor ✸ ➵ ✧
Twelve/Capaldi!Doctor ✸ ➵
Five Nights at Freddy (movie)
romantic (➵) platonic (✸) nsfw (✧)
Mike Schmidt ➵ ✸
William Afton ➵ ✸
Vanessa Shelly/Afton ➵ ✸ ✧
Killing Eve 
Eve Polastrí ✸ ➵ ✧
Villanelle ✸ ➵ ✧
The Legend Of Korra
Asami Sato ✸ ➵ ✧
Bolin ✸ ➵
Bumi ✸ ➵
Izumi ✸ ➵ ✧
Korra ✸ ➵ ✧
Kuvira ✸ ➵ ✧
Kya ✸ ➵ ✧
Kyoshi ✸ ➵ ✧
Lin Beifong ✸ ➵ ✧
Mako ✸ ➵
Opal ✸ ➵
Tenzin ✸ ➵
The Last Of Us (Games)
Abby Anderson ✸ ➵ ✧
Dina ✸ ➵ ✧
Ellie Williams ✸ ➵ ✧
Joel Miller ✸ ➵
Tommy Miller ✸ ➵
Marvel 
Agatha Harkness ✸ ➵ ✧
Bucky Barns/Winter Soldier ✸ ➵
Bruce Banner ✸ ➵
Carol Danvers/Captain Marvel ✸ ➵ ✧
Darcy Lewis ✸ ➵ ✧
Drax ✸ ➵
Gamora ✸ ➵ ✧
Hela Odendottir ✸ ➵ ✧
Hope van Dyne/Wasp ✸ ➵ ✧
Jane Foster/Mighty Thor ✸ ➵ ✧
Kate Bishop ✸ ➵ ✧
Layla El-Faouly/Scarlet Scarab ✸ ➵ ✧
May Parker ✸ ➵ ✧
Mantis ✸ ➵ ✧
Maria hill ✸ ➵ ✧
Monica Ranbough ✸ ➵ ✧
Natasha Romanov/Black Widow ✸ ➵ ✧
Nebula ✸ ➵ ✧
Okoye ✸ ➵ ✧
Peggy Carter/Captain Carter ✸ ➵ ✧
Peter Parker/Spider-Man ✸ ➵
Sam Wilson/Falcon/Captain America ✸ ➵
Scott Lang/Ant-man ✸ ➵
Sharon Carter/Powerbroker ✸ ➵ ✧
Sylvie Laufeydottir ✸ ➵ ✧
Thor Odenson ✸ ➵
Valkyrie ✸ ➵ ✧
Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch ✸ ➵ ✧
Yelena Belova ✸ ➵ ✧
Parks and Recreation 
Ann Perkins ✸ ➵ ✧
April Ludgate ✸ ➵ ✧
Donna Meagle ✸ ➵ ✧
Jennifer Barkley ✸ ➵ ✧
Leslie Knope ✸ ➵ ✧
Star Wars 
Ahsoka ✸ ➵ ✧
Captain Phasma ✸ ➵ ✧
Finn/FN-2187 ✸ ➵
General Hux ✸ ➵
Han Solo ✸ ➵
Leia Organa ✸ ➵ ✧
Luke Skywalker ✸ ➵
Padmé Amidala ✸ ➵ ✧
Rey ✸ ➵ ✧
Rose ✸ ➵ ✧
Stranger things  
Argyle ✸ ➵
Chrissy Cunningham✸ ➵
Dustin Henderson ✸ ➵
Eddie Munson ✸ ➵
El/Eleven/Jane ✸ ➵
Erica Sinclair ✸
Jim Hopper ✸ ➵
Johnathan Byers ✸ ➵
Joyce Byers ✸ ➵ ✧
Karen Wheeler ✸ ➵ ✧
Lucas Sinclair ✸ ➵
Max Mayfield ✸ ➵
Murray Bauman ✸ ➵
Nancy Wheeler ✸ ➵ ✧
Steve Harrington ✸ ➵
Will Byers ✸ ➵
misc.
Alma LeFay Peregrine (mrs peregrine's home of peculiar children)✸ ➵ ✧
Elizabeth Corday (ER) ✸ ➵ ✧
Laura DeMille/Madame Rouge (Doom Patrol) ✸ ➵ ✧
Lily Lebowski (Crossing Jordan) ✸ ➵ ✧
Marilyn Thornhill/Laurel Gates (Wednesday) ✸ ➵ ✧
Millie Rusk/MolotovGirl (Free Guy) ✸ ➵ ✧
Miranda Croft (The Flight Attendant)✸ ➵ ✧
Dr. Olivia Octaviouse (Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse)✸ ➵ ✧
Yellowjackets
Jackie Tayler (1996) ✸ ➵
Laura Lee (1996) ✸ ➵
Lottie Mattews (1996/2021) ✸ ➵ ✧
Misty Quigley (1996/2021) ✸ ➵ ✧
"Nat" Natalie Scatorccio (1996/2021) ✸ ➵ ✧
Shauna Sadecki (1996/2021) ✸ ➵ ✧
Taissa Turner (1996/2021) ✸ ➵ ✧
Travis Martinez (1996/2021) ✸ ➵
"Van" Vanessa Palmer (1996/2021) ✸ ➵ ✧
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erinfern0 · 8 months
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☆ Masterlist ☆
the ones in cursive have been requested!
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alice in borderland
chishiya shuntaro
arisu headcanons [sfw&nsfw]
kuina best friend headcanons
boku no hero academia
dating bakugo headcanons
fate: the winx saga
stella headcanons - secret relationship
call of duty
kyle "gaz" garrick
simon "ghost" riley
john price
könig
nsfw alphabet
lips of an angel. - gn!reader
keegan p. russ
untouched; drabble. - gn!reader
valeria garza
the stars above; drabble. - gn!reader
alejandro vargas
switching things up; drabble. - gn!reader
mixed
helping when you're stressed [nsfw]
hemlock grove
paint the sheets red. - softdom!roman x afab!reader
perfect for me. - softdom!roman x gn!reader
stranger things
eddie munson
five nights at freddy's
talking in your sleep. - michael schmidt x amab!reader
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requests are always open.
request info | kinktober 23
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chestnutninny · 7 days
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Masterlist
Fluff, Smut, Angst
Law & Order: SVU
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Casey Novak
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Tender, Loving Care
Olivia Benson
SFW Alphabet
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Elizabeth Donnelly
Second Chances
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Sonya Paxton
Abigail Borin
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NCIS
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Celebrities
I Thought I Hated You
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Lady Gaga
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Stranger Things
Renee Rapp
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Jennifer Lawrence
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Diane Neal
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Eddie Munson
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Robin Buckley
Nancy Wheeler
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muertawrites · 2 years
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If I asked you to do all of the alphabets sfw and nsfw? 😅
If not, sfw: D R J K and nsfw: A R F P
alphabets actually get kind of tedious and boring to write all in one go so i'd rather just write them as prompts
SFW:
Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
Eddie wants to find a life partner, yes. But settle down? No. He's too free spirited for the whole "white picket fence" thing. He doesn't plan on settling anywhere until his body physically can no longer handle fucking around and finding out, but he does want someone to share it with. What he wants more than anything is to love someone and be loved in return.
Housekeeping wise, he's a disaster. He puts off housework until it gets completely out of hand. He's messy and chaotic and he thinks grilled cheese counts as a nice home cooked dinner. Precious but not house trained.
Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they're jealous?)
Super jealous. Not in the possessive "if I can't have you no one can" way, but in the "I'm scared I'm not good enough and if someone better comes along you're going to leave me" way.
That doesn't mean it doesn't come out as aggression, though. He gets pretty testy towards anyone who might try to distract your affections. He gets tense, wrapping an arm around you in a very protective stance, keeping you as close as possible to him. His words come out really short and hostile to whoever the perceived competitor is.
When he's alone with you (after all threats have been eliminated) he gets very clingy and overly affectionate, holding you as if he wants to fuse bodies so he can be sure you're always with him. He's a very sensitive boi <3
Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
Eddie's kisses are hot. He doesn't usually do a little peck on the lips (only in public, and only when he's trying to behave). He likes to kiss you long and deep, preferably with a little bit of tongue or a nibble on your lower lip. If he's kissing you anywhere but your mouth, those kisses are sloppy and wet but in the most weirdly affectionate way.
He'll kiss you anywhere and everywhere. If it's in reach of his lips, it's fair game. He could spend hours having a steamy makeout session with you.
Our poor touch starved boy is very sensitive, so almost anywhere you kiss him is bound to drive him crazy. What gets him most are his collarbones, though, and the crook of his neck. If you kiss - or heaven help him start sucking - him there, he'll start moaning like you're doing way more than just smooching.
Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
All the times you've bantered with each other, or laughed so hard you couldn't breathe. Clever things you've said to him are scrawled on the edges of his many notebooks, and he'll randomly start laughing at things that happened months ago.
[nsfw below the cut]
Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Lovey. Just. The softest man who ever lived. He showers you with little kisses, takes so much care cleaning you up, and gives you so much praise it's almost too much.
"You're so beautiful, baby. So good to me. You're so fucking gorgeous. I don't think even Venus herself is as pretty as you." (boy is like first in line to get smited by the gods for his blasphemy. also the past tense of "smite" is ACTUALLY "smote"?? i thought that was a joke that sounds RIDICULOUS)
Liked taking showers after sex. It's a very soft and intimate thing, which he feels makes up for the fact that sex with him often isn't soft or imitate.
Favorite Position (this goes without saying)
His favorite "normal" position is doggy. He likes it because he can get super deep and spank your ass / thighs. Also likes to bend over you and bite your shoulder or neck while he fucks you. He does also like reverse cowgirl but not as much - doggy is better because he can get closer to you.
For the more... creative ones, it's a tossup between the Stand and Deliver and the Pinball Wizard.
He loves Stand and Deliver (I stg that is NOT the site I thought I'd get a good reference from) when he's feeling more dominant. He likes holding your wrists and pinning them for leverage behind you, fucking you until you can't keep yourself standing anymore.
Pinball Wizard he likes for multiple reasons. 1) Killer name. 2) He can use his hands or a toy to pleasure you from the outside while his cock gets you nice and deep. 3) If you have tits he can watch them bounce. Man's not complicated - he likes boobs.
Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Eddie Munson likes it rough. He's practiced in the art of edging and loves to overstimulate you. He loves knowing that he can make you feel insanely good, like take you to fucking nirvana good, and he will do it. Again and again. Until you can't take it anymore.
Aftercare and pretty much everywhere outside the bedroom is where he gets his affection in.
Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Ohhhhhhhhhh yeah. Oh yeah. His porno mags aren't just for jerking off to. Anything he can try (with the consent of his partner), he will.
The only thing he won't do is the really hardcore stuff - bodily substances other than cum, noncon, serious physical or psychological injury, etc.
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filthyfluffyfantasies · 8 months
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masterlist ┉ eddie munson
You’ve reached my masterlist for ( eddie munson ). Below is a complete and mostly up-to-date list of pieces I have written for ( eddie munson ) and a little list of symbols and their meanings to better help you find exactly what you’re looking for.
♡ Fluff | ♥ Filth | ☁ Angst | ☠ trigger warning needed | ★ Personal Favorite | ϟ Most Read | ☺ Work In Progress | ☻Abandoned
Happy reading, my darling!
NSFW
Alphabet
↪ here
Headcanons
↪ here
Interludes
↪ ♥ masturbation, lazyghouls kinktober 2023, read all warnings on post.
↪ ♥ anonymous sex, lazyghouls kinktober 2023, read all warnings on post.
↪ ♥ creampie/breedingkink, lazyghouls kinktober 2023, read all warnings on post.
↪ ♥ a/b/o part one ♥part two, lazyghouls kinktober 2023, read all warnings on post.
SFW
Alphabet
↪ here
Headcanons
↪♥ blurb 1
Interludes
↪ here
OTHER
Fic Name
↪ info post
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crucifiedfaerie · 6 months
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𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙 !
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𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔶 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱, 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔰𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔪𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔦 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯 ! 𝔦𝔣 𝔞 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔦𝔰 𝔠𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔦𝔱 𝔪𝔢𝔞𝔫𝔰 𝔦 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔫'𝔱 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔶𝔢𝔱, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔰𝔬𝔬𝔫 . 𝔦𝔣 𝔞 𝔣𝔦𝔠 𝔦𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔟𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔰 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔫𝔰𝔣𝔴 .
˗ˏˋ 𝖘 𝖙 𝖆 𝖗 𝖜 𝖆 𝖗 𝖘 ˎˊ˗
— kylo ren / ben solo ╰┈➤ gibson girl ; Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 ╰┈➤ sparring sessions ; Pt. 1 ╰┈➤ nsfw alphabet | sfw alphabet
╰┈➤ growing pains ; Pt. 1
╰┈➤ nicotine stains ; Pt. 1 | Pt. 2
╰┈➤ gods & monsters — anakin skywalker — din djarin
˗ˏˋ 𝖙 𝖍 𝖊 𝖇 𝖆 𝖙 𝖒 𝖆 𝖓 ˎˊ˗
— the riddler / edward nashton
˗ˏˋ 𝖘 𝖙 𝖗 𝖆 𝖓 𝖌 𝖊 𝖗 𝖙 𝖍 𝖎 𝖓 𝖌 𝖘 ˎˊ˗
— eddie munson — johnathan byers — steve harrington
˗ˏˋ 𝖙 𝖍 𝖊 𝖑 𝖆 𝖘 𝖙 𝖔 𝖋 𝖚 𝖘 ˎˊ˗
— joel miller
˗ˏˋ 𝖍 𝖆 𝖗 𝖗 𝖞 𝖕 𝖔 𝖙 𝖙 𝖊 𝖗 ˎˊ˗
— severus snape — remus lupin — sirius black
˗ˏˋ 𝖒 𝖎 𝖉 𝖓 𝖎 𝖌 𝖍 𝖙 𝖒 𝖆 𝖘 𝖘 ˎˊ˗
— father paul hill
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SFW Alphabet - Eddie Munson
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A - Activities: What are their favorite things to do with you? How do they spend their free time?
He loves going to the arcade with you because he likes seeing your gamer side come out. He's also been teaching you how to play Dungeons and Dragons since it's his favorite past time. Other than D&D he likes spending his time by playing his guitar.
B - Boo!: How do they feel about surprises, giving and receiving?
He loves planning surprises for you because he loves seeing your reactions. He always takes your breath away by surprising you with a romantic evening or even a party with your friends. He also loves receiving surprises because it makes him happy to see how much love for him you put into the activities/gifts you surprise him with.
C - Comfort: How do they comfort you when you're upset? When the tables turn, do they come to you, or try to handle it themselves?
When you're upset he tries to go after whoever made you upset because it makes him mad knowing that someone would dare to make you cry. If you're scared because of a movie then he'd hold you close to his chest until you can calm down. If he's the one that makes you upset he'll be trying to make you laugh as soon as he realizes he's the reason why you aren't happy. When he's the one to be upset he tries to handle it by himself because he doesn't want to feel like a burden on you, but as soon as you confront him about it he'd melt and you'd comfort him by hugging him until he was smiling.
D - Dance: Do they like to dance with you? How good of a Dancer are they?
Unless it's headbanging to rock music he's a shy dancer because he's worried he won't be good. Surprisingly, despite being unsure of himself, he's an amazing slow dancer. You love doing a simple two step with him whenever you have the opportunity too.
E - Excitement: How do they act when they're excited? What excites them?
He embraces his excitement about things because he loves being able to be himself without being worried about what others think too much. The things that excite him the most are D&D campaigns and rock music. He also gets excited about guitars and cars.
F - Future: What are their plans for the future? Do they see themselves getting married and/or having kids?
He has a lit of plans for his future in general, but he especially has plans for his future with you. He wants to marry you as soon as you guys graduate from Hawkins High and he's been planning his proposal since the first anniversary you guys shared together. He can't wait to see you walking down that aisle. He also can't wait to have kids with you because he knows you'll both be great parents.
G - Gifts : What do they give you as presents? How often do they get you gifts?
He gives you a lot of various gifts whenever he finds something that reminds him of you. From obvious gifts like flowers he plucks for you because they remind him of your beauty to weird gifts like a marble that he found that just happens to be your favorite color.
H - Hold: How do they hold you? Cuddling, sleeping, holding hands, etc.
He loves holding you because he knows it makes you both feel safe and loved when you're physically touching. He throws tantrums when you guys have to part from each other at school because he doesn't want to be unable to hold your hand even if it is just an hour.
I - Ideal: What's their ideal date like?
His ideal date with you is to just stay at home cuddled under a big blanket. He'd rent out a movie he liked that he wanted you to see as well as a movie that you liked and wanted him to see and you'd watch them and share your thoughts on them with each other.
J - Jealousy: Do they get jealous easily? How do they handle it?
He definitely gets jealous easily. He's been told by so many people that you're out of his league so when others flirt with you he gets nervous that they're gonna steal you away from him. He'll try to supress it so that he doesn't get into trouble for fighting but he'll confront you and let you know he's feeling insecure. You have to constantly remind him that he's the only one you want to be with.
K - Kisses: How do they like to kiss you? How frequently do they kiss you?
He loves kissing you in every possible way he can. He'd kiss every inch of your body if he could. He doesn't care whether they're rough, quick pecks, deepening, sloppy, etc. Frankly neither do you. Everytime he gets the chance to kiss you he takes it.
L - Love Language: What is their most prominent love language?
His most prominent love language is quality time because he believes that being with you as much as he can is the best way to show you that he loves you.
M - Melt: What do you do that absolutely makes them melt? What do they do?
The way he smiles, the way he laughs, his puppy dog eyes, the way he plays with his hair absent mindedly, him just using his hands to do tasks like play his guitar, etc. He makes you melt in so many different ways and he loves it.
N - Nicknames: What do they call you, and what are their favorite things to be called?
He uses a lot of nicknames for you including pretty lil' baby, doll, and he also likes to call you his little hellion. His favorite of the nicknames you've given him is definitely master but he also likes it when you simply call him handsome.
O - Obvious: How obvious are their feelings for you?
His feelings for you are as obvious as his love for D&D and rock music is. Anytime one of his friends asks him about you he blushes and they tease him about it. It's so cute.
P - Pets: Do they have pets? Do they want them? If they have pets, do their pets like you?
He doesn't have any pets. He does want some though. He especially wants a pit because he loves bully breed dogs. His dog would love you to the point where he'd tease you about his dog loving you more than him.
Q - Quiet: How are the calm and quite moments with them?
When you guys finally have the chance to be alone together without any other responsibilities it's such a relaxing moment for the both of you. It's so peaceful that you never want it stop.
R - Romance: How romantic are they? What are their go-to ways of showing their romantic side?
He's such a hopeless romantic and you love it. Every chance he gets to have a romantic moment with you he'll take it. He loves to show you how much he loves you in a variety of different ways including making you dinner, writing you notes and letters, creating games for you to play, etc. His favorite way to show you his love for you is by writing you songs which he sings to you while he plays his guitar.
S - Safe: How do they make you feel safe?
If you're at home he'll sit you in his lap and wrap a blanket around you as presents lay your head against his chest. If you're at school he'll hold your hand and rub his thumb against your hand. No matter what though he tells you that he loves you and that he'll always be there for you which helps to make you feel safe immediately.
T - Tend: How do they act when you're hurt or sick, and vice versa?
The moment he finds out that you're sick he will put you on bed rest and do literally anything to make you feel better. He'd cook for you, sing to you, make a cold/warm compress for you, etc. He'd even ditch D&D practice just to cuddle with you because he knows it comforts you to have his body against yours. When he's sick he tries to hide it so you don't worry about him but you'd confront him and tell him off for trying to hide it. Then you'd baby him in the same way until he felt better.
U - Unique: What's an unusual thing about them that you find oddly charming?
The way he way he tries to make you smile would be considered weird by most, take for example the way he acted with Chrissy in the forest, and you find it absolutely
V - Variety: Do they prefer to keep things the same or do they like to mix things up?
He loves to keep you on your toes with new things to try. Even in a small town like Hawkins he has a way of making sure you never do exactly the same thing everytime you decide to go out. He even plans scavenger hunts for you to go on together to keep the suspense high. It's adorable.
W - Wash: What's it like taking a bath/shower with them?
He'd turn the hot water on and tell you to go ahead and get in the shower then once you were in he'd step in behind you. He'd grab the loofa and exfoliate your body throughly with it and the soap. Once he scrubs you up real nice he'll help the water cleanse the suds off of you. After you were clean you'd take the loofa from him and do the same for him.
X - Xs and Os: How do they show you affection? How much PDA are they willing to show?
He shows you affection in so many ways. He holds your hand, kisses your forehead, and gives you words of affirmation. He doesn't care who sees it he'll kiss you deeply in front of the whole school for all he cares.
Y - Yearn: What do they do when they miss you?
He'll write love notes for you while he's away from you so that he can show you how much he's been thinking about you throughout the day. He keeps them in the front pocket of his jacket so that he has you close to his heart even when you're away.
Z - ZZZ: How do they act when they get sleepy? How is it sleeping in the same bed as them?
He turns into such a little when he's sleepy, he is a switch and there is nothing that can change my mind about that, and you can always tell when he's tired by the groginess in his voice and the fact that his hair is all dishelved and in his face. When you're both home and he's tired he'll grab your wrist and drag you to bed. He'll pull you into the bed and cuddle up to you and immediately fall asleep. You have to be strategic so that you can lift the blanket up around you guys without waking him up. As soon as you get the blanket around you guys you fall asleep pretty quickly as you feel cozy between his arms. It's so precious.
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more than a feeling | stranger things ; e. munson
A/N; I know I keep saying I'm going to do an actual OC based fic for both Eddie and Steve but first... This is just a cute little thing I wrote in the heat of the moment that's somehow got comedy, angst, mutual pining and a bit of friendly fluff in it. I could be talked into writing a few more parts to this if people wanted to see that, but for now, this is all I got babes.
(If you want more you're gonna have to tell me, otherwise this is just a one off thing) Also, fuck yes this is named after a Boston song, fiiight meee Also yes.. yes this is inspired by a scene from the movie Varsity Blues. I watched it and kind of got the idea for this entire weird thing based solely off of the scene, idk you try and figure out how my mind works cos I have yet to....
The dual OC fic is still in the works, I'm just not posting it until I'm absolutely sure I have a direction in mind. For now, have this.
Pairing ; New girl!Reader x Eddie Munson - friendship ... for the time being.
Summary ; You've never stayed in one place very long. When your mom goes to rehab (alcohol related ) and you find yourself staying with your grandmother in Hawkins, you're pretty sure you won't be there long enough to warrant getting to know anybody. Will a certain so-called freak prove the theory wrong?
Warnings ; slang terms for penis, sarcasm and swearing, the word slut is thrown around a time or two, high school bullying, mentions of a mother in rehab / alcoholism and for now, thats it.
Timeline ; season 4 -with no Upside down or death bs.
Tag List ; @rampagewriting likes Eddie so yeah... There isn't anybody else on my actual taglist, if you'd like to be either tell me or add yourself to the doc linked below.
Other Stuff ; tag list || rules - fandoms and some of the characters I write for || requests ; open - headcanons + nsfw/sfw alphabet letters for any fandom I write for excluding pro wrestling
I do not consent to having my work posted elsewhere. I also don't consent to having my work reworded/copied and reposted here. Reblogs and likes are peachy though, those make my lil heart happy.
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The door to the classroom opens and you slink in, shoving your schedule onto the desk belonging to your new homeroom teacher at the front of the room. 
As you stand there and wait for the teacher to note your name in her gradebook, your eyes dart around the classroom and you’re careful not to let them linger on any certain person for longer than a second or two. That is, you’re careful not to let your eyes linger until they settle on a lanky boy with long brown hair seated in the back of the classroom. As your eyes get lost in the doe eyes belonging to the boy in question, your breath catches in your throat. With your tongue sticking out at him because he’s staring right back, you abruptly tear your eyes off of him and let them settle on your favorite pair of scuffed black leather boots. 
“Class, we have a new student joining us today.” the teacher glances at you but you don't offer up the fact that you've just moved to Hawkins from Brooklyn. It's not important, after all. It's not like you're gonna be here long.
And so begin the cliche introductions.. Where you stand in front of your classmates and let them gawk for an obscenely awkward amount of time. If ever you wanted a portal to open up and suck you down, this would indeed be one of those times.
Not to mention you’d be starting the day off for the next semester with Sex Ed bright and early.
The teacher gazes at you expectantly and all you feel the need to indulge your new classmates is the smallest wave. Once the old lady behind the desk finally realizes you’re not going to say anything, she takes it upon herself to introduce you to everyone.
And you think to yourself that it won’t matter because you’ll be gone sooner or later, probably sooner rather than later because you don’t see your mom sticking around her old hometown when she’s sprung from the rehab program she’s chosen to go into.
Either way, you know better than to settle in or anything. 
So you let the teacher introduce you because it’s the only thing you can do in the situation. And as soon as she’s done it and everyone has said hello to you in unison, you’re assigned a seat.
Right next to the lanky boy with the killer eyes, but of course. As you settle into the seat beside his you can feel his eyes burning into you. You glance around and you make it a point to avoid his general direction and once you’re satisfied that nobody’s looking, you pop the gum into your mouth after unwrapping it. Your notebook is opened to a blank sheet of paper and you turn your attention to the teacher as she begins to read from the page in a textbook you haven’t gotten yet. She pauses about halfway in and nods to the boy beside you in the next aisle.
“Mr. Munson, be a dear and share your book with our new student. Just until I can slip down and get one for her desk?”
He grumbles, but he shuffles the desk he’s sprawled into just a little closer. The Sex Ed book is slid between the two of you and you train your eyes on the page closest to you despite the fact that the teacher is reading from the page opposite to it.
And you can still feel his eyes on you. You glance up once and you stick out your tongue after sucking back in the bubble you’d been about to blow because you’d forgotten momentarily that you weren’t allowed to chew gum.
Just the slightest hint of a grin tugs one corner of thick lips upward but as quick as the half smile is given, it’s gone. You turn your attention to the notebook paper in the notebook nestled below the half of the text sitting on your desk and out of sheer boredom, you begin to doodle idly. 
The teacher is focused more on abstinence than actually giving any useful information and the realization makes you roll your eyes. You can’t help the quiet giggle that comes when her voice hesitates every single time she says the word penis or vagina and you grumble mostly to yourself and as quietly as possible that her comprehension of the act itself is probably second grade level at best.
The observation has the boy next to you snickering to himself and at hearing the quiet husky sound you hazard a glance at him out of the corner of your eyes, studying him intently. Class seems to really drag on and as you’re walking out the door when the bell finally rings, you encounter the first of probably quite a few to come. The short brunette stops you in the open door and as her hand settles on her hip, she smirks up at you.
“What?” you pop a loud bubble as you stare right back at her, hints of your own annoyed smirk playing at your lips. “Do you mind moving, defective?” you roll your eyes as you nod to the door she's blocking while tapping your foot against the floor impatiently.
“My mom said your mom was the town slut back in the day.”
Surprise, surprise. Just because your mom doesn’t do the whole buttoned up Stepford mom thing. Just because she likes to show a little too much skin or wear a little too much makeup or drink a little too much at whatever bar happens to be in whatever town you happen to be in. Just because she’s more open-minded. Just because she’s too damn honest to be bothered to put on a fake persona.
The other girls eyes flit over you, taking in your own outfit, the cropped off the shoulder Motley Crue shirt.. The jeans that fit you like a second skin. The sunglasses pushed up into your hair to hold it at bay because that’s what seems to work best. The lightning bolt earrings in your ears and the wrist full of different bracelets.
“See somethin you like, sweets?” the question leaves your mouth dripping in sarcasm as the tension settles throughout your body. You even wiggle a brow and step just a little closer because there’s nothing like making somebody uncomfortable.
She snorts in derision. “Save it for the corner. Oh wait, that’s probably your mom’s job, right?”
Your fist clenches but the look on your face doesn’t falter at all. It’s still calm. Together. Despite wishing you could legally reach out and grab hold of her throat and squeeze til she’s turning purple, you seem as if it doesn’t bother you.
But damn it, your inner antagonist. It just has to come through. You lean in closer. Close enough that your mouth is next to her ear and as the statement leaves your mouth you smirk. “How do you know that’s not my job too, sweets?”
The horrified look she gives you fuels you. Satisfied that you’ve gotten the last word you shove past her and out the classroom door. Into a crowded hallway where you stop in the middle to consult the schedule you’ve spent an entire period drawing snakes, skulls, knives and roses onto the edges of out of sheer boredom.
Until the jock smashes into you and he’s all grins, his hand on the small of your back.
That charm coming out in spades. You reach back and extract his hand while scowling. “Did I ask you to touch me, prick?”
“Well no,” Jason Carver gives you this grin that’s so fake you’re nauseous. And the way he’s taking that condescending tone with you and his voice is dripping with honey is enough to have you throw up in your mouth a little. “But I rammed into you pretty hard. Would you rather me let you hit the ground next time?”
“If it keeps your greasy mitts off, fuck yes. Please do.” you shove past him and make your way straight over to your locker, fooling around with the lock until you come to the conclusion that the lock is fucked and you can’t actually get into your locker. You raise your hand and prepare to take a swing but an arm shoots out over your shoulder. Two neat chops to the middle of the metal structure and the door swings open.
You turn and find Eddie from homeroom leaned against the locker beside the one he’s just broken open for you.
And before you can muster up at least a thank you, he’s walking away down the hall.
– ( two to three weeks later )
By now it’s become something of a routine. Your homeroom teacher never seemed to actually go and get you your own textbook so at two weeks into this undetermined stay in Hawkins, you’re still sharing a Sex. Ed book with Eddie Munson.
And you’re still actively going above and beyond to avoid him, barely speaking unless you have to. Of course, the same can be said for pretty much the rest of the student body at Hawkins High but you take extra care when it comes to him.
He’s sitting beside you and he’s only half listening to the lesson. His eyes are trained on the surface of the desk in front of him and you can see the pen digging into the surface but whatever he’s carving into it is hidden by a mass of thick brown frizz that’s fallen around him and obstructs your view.
The teacher turns to address the class after getting through roll call.
“Can anyone give me some alternate names for the male genitalia?”
Next to you, you feel the exact second Eddie Munson tenses a little, quietly snickering to himself. But he doesn’t volunteer to answer.
And you’re not in a hurry to do it either. Neither is anybody else presently sitting in your class, it seems. Of course there might be a handful of people actually bothering to pay attention to any of this because the Sex. Ed taught by Hawkins High is something of a joke notoriously.
You could raise your hand to answer, but you’ve already got a detention under your belt and you don’t trust yourself not to get creative and make a scene because you’re bored to death. And according to your Grams, the less trouble you get into, the better.
The girl who has had it in for you since your first day at Hawkins turns and gazes at you with a calm smirk. “I think ___ wants to answer, ma’am.”
“You little bitch.” you breathe the words to yourself and as the teachers eyes settle on you expectantly, you hurry to shove the old issue of Rolling Stone you’d been half reading and half admiring the cover photo out of sight. The teacher is beside you in the split second you’ve just managed to get the magazine stowed away safely beneath your side of the textbook.
“Ms. ___, perhaps you could answer? Irina seems to think you’d like to.”
The silent for once tacked onto the end of her query goes unsaid. She’s giving you a firm look.
You shrug. At first you don’t say anything because you’re half hoping the old bat will move on to a new target but then, the teacher insists.
“You’re the one who asked.” you mutter softly. “ Mr. Mushroomhead, shrimp, sausage, prick, dick, cock, joystick, woody, boner, knob, wang.” you stop to take a deep breath and glance around. The looks on the faces of your classmates is enough to keep you going but now you’re doing it  strictly to see just how much more you can shock them all, “schlong, dong, one eyed snake, flesh rocket, rod, pipe, magic beanstalk, magic stick, magic wand–” the teacher is uncomfortable now, you can feel her tense beside your desk where she’s standing. She clears her throat in warning but you’re determined to make this as uncomfortable for her as she’s made it for you by calling on you in the first place, “gear shift, meat, meat stick, package, third leg, baton, cum gun, cervix smasher, dagger, sword-” you glance up at the teacher finally only to find her gaping at you. She shakes her head. “That’s enough,” she says it quick before you can rattle off even more names and you shrug as if to ask if she’s happy now. But just to stir the pot as she makes her way up the row, you call out to her, “I can do vagina too, I mean.. If you’re completely incapable, ma’am.”
“No, no. No.” the teacher shakes her head. The expression on her face is one of a person who has been to war and has seen some shit. It’s enough to make you giggle softly. “Oops. I think I broke her.” you mumble, but it’s mostly to yourself.
You can feel Eddie’s eyes fixed on you intently for the rest of the class and you don’t dare look up at him. As soon as the bell rings, you’re on your feet, you’re bolting out the door to freedom so you can get to the girls bathroom or at least down the hall to your locker  just so you can finally let out the laughter you’ve been holding in.
By the time you’re at your locker you’ve doubled over and you’re gripping your sides, the backpack slung carelessly on one shoulder is on the floor at your feet and you’re practically wheezing as the laughter takes over.
“I guess we know who’s next in line to take up the mantle of town slut. How many dicks have you seen, hm?” the words are accompanied with a laugh and your head snaps up abruptly, all of your own laughter dying away as you glare at Irina with a hand caught in your hair. “I find it ironic,” you speak up and go quiet again, “You call me a slut constantly and yet… Who did I see up at Lovers Lake in Carver’s Jeep?”
The way she tensed. The way a certain sweet blonde cheerleader gazed at her in stunned silence before promptly throwing Jason’s letterman’s jacket back in his general direction in sheer disgust and hurt.
You shrugged. It did bother you to upset Chrissy, but at this point you were half assuming and hoping that she knew her so called friends were all tempestuous vipers pretending to be friends with her because they were all on the same team and it was expected.
That really bothered you. Not that she was a friend or anything, you didn’t have or have a need for those and you never stay anywhere long enough to attempt making them, but… She was a sweet kid. And you picked up on certain… Tones and remarks they made with her literally right there. How she seemed not to was baffling to you, but she didn’t.
“Yeah? Well if you saw me it means you were up there being a slut first!” Irina’s stepped up to you. You go for your earrings because you’re not a stranger to the occasional physical altercation and frankly, at two weeks into being the new girl at Hawkins, you’ve been dying to throw hands with somebody. Anybody, honestly. Because there’s only so much shit that they say about your mother, a woman who is trying to get her shit together and be a better person… You reached your limit.
They can say whatever the hell they like about you. They need to learn to leave your mother out of it because she’s dealing with some very serious problems and maybe you think if you throw hands with Irina the rest of the girls who torment and tease and taunt you daily to a point where you can hear it in your sleep will finally just stop.
However… Before you get your hand on her, you’re being lifted. Thrown across someone’s shoulder as if you weigh nothing with no regard given to the fact that your skirt is short today and when you’re heaved upward across the shoulder of Eddie Munson, the entire hallway gets one hell of a glimpse of hot red lace hidden away beneath your skirt. Or the tear on the inner thigh of your stockings and down the back of them.
You pound on his midsection and you’re kicking your feet, you’re doing anything you can so that he’ll drop you and you can go back, be a big girl and finish what you were about to start. But Eddie stands you on your own feet outside the school building.
You smirk and step towards the door but he leans against it, his arms folded over his chest. “Not a good idea, hellion.” his voice is firm. Firm enough that your stomach does a lazy flip.
“Yeah?” you huff as you take a few deep breaths and attempt swinging at the metal door you stand in front of. Eddie catches you by the wrist and kind of holds onto your hand. For seconds that stretch out way too long for your liking, all either of you are doing is staring at each other. Quiet.
You, because you don’t know what to say or even why he’s made this entire thing his business to begin with and him because he’s trying to figure out what to say that might get you calm and make you feel better. Because he knows they’ve been making your life hell and it bothers him.
It bothers him so much that at this point in time, it’s all the Hellfire Club hears about anymore.  That and his not so well hidden crush on you, which none of them can figure out because to quote Mike Wheeler, everything about you screams to be left alone and that you’re not a nice person. This is up for debate with Dustin who has been encouraging Eddie to at least try with you, reminding him that a person can never have too many friends.
And there’s the whole thing from earlier in class. When you were listing off those names… the way it got him all hot and bothered somehow because there was just something about hearing you say cock in that soft little drawl of yours.
And then seeing you express some kind of actual visceral emotion for once instead of just pretending you don’t give a shit about anything or anybody which he’s noticed you do a lot. That got to him, definitely. So it’s a combination of all those things that drew him to intervene, to get you out of there and away somewhere to calm down.
Your eyes dart down to the way Eddie’s hand engulfs your wrist and you gulp. You step a little closer, brows knit in frustration as you try to figure him out.
He steps closer to you before he can stop himself, a pout quick to form when you step away just a bit, opening up a sliver of space between you. “Why was that any of your business, huh?”
Eddie shrugged. Rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
You grumble to yourself and throw up your hands because his lack of an answer frustrates you a little too much.
“It bothered me, alright?” he says it just when you go to put your hand on the handle attached to the door. You pause and turn halfway, a brow raised as you stare at him and bite your lip. “After a dozen different places man, you kinda get used to it all.” you shrug it off.
He shakes his head. “You shouldn’t, though. Doesn’t it bother you at all?”
You pull your hand away from the door handle. “Well yeah, but I mean… doesn’t bother me as much as when they bring her into it.”
You’re not even sure why you feel the need to pour out your soul to the guy. You shuffle scuffed boots against the concrete beneath your feet and stare down at the floor intently. 
As he steps up to you, you can’t help but notice the way he towers over you. Or the scent of leather, weed and boy combine in a way that’s just a little too comforting for you.
The thought is the exact reason you tense up a little but Eddie thinks it’s because he -the freak of Hawkins High, has stepped just a little too close to you. He tenses up too. Folds his arms and honestly, he starts to walk away while muttering that he should’ve known better than to try and help you, not even you’d want the freak’s help.
This time it’s your turn to stop him from walking away and you do so by reaching around and closing your hand over the top of his where it rests on the door handle. “You’re not a freak, alright? It’s… It has nothing to do with you. It’s more a me thing. Look, I mean it. It has nothing to do with you and you’re not a freak.” you’re reassuring him but you’re not sure why because sooner or later, you’ll have to leave and none of this will matter. He’ll forget you and you’ll forget him, lost in the shuffle wherever you land next.
He turns to stare down at you. Brows knit together in confusion as if he never stopped to contemplate your reason for keeping him at bay wouldn’t be the same as all the others.
You shrug. “Pretty sure when my mom gets out of her program she’s going to pack us up to go God knows where because there’s just… Too much of her past here, I think... It’s just… Look, it’s easier if I don’t get to know anybody and like..” you fidget with the sleeve of your favorite oversized flannel as you stare at your boots, “Get attached. Because I used to, ya know. And it always hurt when I had  to leave.”
Eddie nods. Shuffles his feet as he gazes at you intently. Drawn into your eyes but that has the unfortunate side effect of noticing the exact second your tongue drags over the outline of your lips and his eyes catch on the subtle movement.
“But that has to be lonely, though.” Eddie questions quietly. Eyes fixed on you intently. Suddenly your entire attitude makes total sense to him. And there’s a lot of context he’s picked up on in the little you have actually said. There’s enough that he feels like maybe he’s finally figuring you out. He wonders briefly if this means he’ll finally be less aware of you and somehow, he knows deep down that the answer to that particular question is a resounding no.
You have his undivided attention, even though knowing that drives him crazy because it’s not like he meant for it to happen or wanted it to.
“Well yeah, but it’s better? I mean I guess it is.” you sigh and lean against the door as you stare up at him. You manage a weak smile, mostly for show. Mostly so he’ll think you’re okay. Because you want him to feel like he helped a little.
Your heart is doing that lazy little fluttery thing it’s been doing since about halfway through your first week at Hawkins High and yet again, you find yourself trying to ignore it when it happens. This time, though… This time it’s not ignored so easily.
The bell to begin your next class starts and suddenly, you’d rather be anywhere but the building you’re standing outside of.
“C’mon.” you step away from the door and nod towards the parking lot. Eddie raises a brow. You tap your foot impatiently.
“Where?”
“I dunno..” you trail off laughing, “Somewhere not here.” you point out and he laughs.
“I got it.” he speaks up as your mom’s Impala comes into view. You stop at the passenger door to unlock it and find yourself almost body to body with him. “Yeah?” you tilt your head as you look up at him and twirl a strand of hair around your finger. “Where, hm?”
“Well, we can go to my place. I can finish working on something.”
Your brow raises and you shrug. Then you reach into the pocket at the hip of your leather jacket and take out your keys, dropping them into his hand. “You know where it is, you drive.”
He turns the keys over in his hand, his eyes fixed on a blinding pink rabbits foot keychain dangling off. “You want me to drive.”
“Well duh, how else are we getting there?”
“We can take my van.” he nods to it. “Or I could drive my van and you follow.”
And while his suggestion to follow him does make sense, you’re shocked to realize that maybe you are just a little lonely. At any rate, you’d really rather ride over together. In one vehicle.
But you shove the thought out of your head and glance at the van. “Okay, alright. I’ll follow you to your place.”
He grins and rushes over to the van and you get into your mom’s Impala, pulling it to an abrupt stop beside his idling van barely a second later as you roll down your window.
If he thought ignoring whatever feelings you triggered in him was going to be a challenge before, he knew it would now because when you rolled down the window he could hear Mr. Crowley by Ozzy Osbourne  playing at an almost deafening volume. You turned it down a little with a sheepish shrug.
“Ozzy, huh?”
“Mhm. Why?” you question as you lock eyes with him again. He doesn’t say anything other than “Try to keep up.” as he smirks at you and takes off in the van.
As you spin out into the road behind him, you find yourself torn two different ways. On the one hand, maybe this isn’t a bad thing. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt, just to hang out with Eddie Munson for one afternoon. But on the other hand, you have the distinct feeling that this one afternoon just might not be enough, not at all.
And knowing this scares the living hell out of you.
Because whatever is happening is stronger. Stronger than you, possibly. And so much more than just a feeling.
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Stranger Things Masterlist
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This is a masterlist for Stranger Things.
I'D LIKE TO POINT OUT THAT SOME FANFICTIONS ON THIS LIST WERE CREATED UNDER MY OLD ACCOUNT NAME AND HAVE THE OLD MASTERLINK ATTACHED TO THE WORK. SO KEEP IN MIND YOU WILL NEED TO GO BACK RATHER THAN JUST CLICKING ON THE MASTERLINK OPTION IN THE WRITTEN WORK.
Stranger Things
Peter Ballard - I Can Be Your... - Anon Request NSFW - SMUT
Peter Ballard We Must Be Quiet - Anon Request NSFW - SMUT
Eddie Munson - HC Loves Plus-Sized Gals - Request NSFW/SFW
Peter Ballard/Vecna - Tick Tock Love, Tick Tock - Anon Request R - DEATH
Billy Hargrove - Pleasantly Unexpected - Request NSFW - SMUT
Dr. Alexei - Speaking Tongues - Request NSFW - SMUT
Billy Hargrove - HC - Daddy-Fingering-Overstimulation - Anon Request NSFW - SMUT
Billy Hargrove - HC - Teaching to Ride - Anon Request NSFW - SMUT
Billy Hargrove - HC - Whiney Hangover - Anon Request NSFW - Mild Smut
Eddie Munson - Date Night - Request
Eddie Munson - NSFW Alphabet NSFW - Smut
Eddie Munson - Healthy Appetite - Anon Request NSFW - Smut
Peter Ballard - Wrecked - Request NSFW - SMUT
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