#steve and eddies love language is being dicks

[formosusiniquis]

y'know like barbie

ao3

It's Erica who gives him the idea, incidentally. Though she carries herself with a maturity that far surpasses the boys most days and though she's been through multiple life altering events, she does continue to only be eleven. Which is, it turns out, prime babysitting age.

The Sinclairs are going out of town overnight, it's their anniversary -- 18 blissful years, since our marriage can vote we thought we deserved a night away -- and they don't want Erica to spend the night home alone.

Enter Steve, who the Sinclairs trust with their children and who is inexplicably the only person Erica would accept staying the night with her. Steve honestly didn't believe it even as Mrs. Sinclair was saying it. But he smiles and nods, looks over the emergency numbers on the fridge when they're pointed to, nods at the money on the counter for food that he probably won't take, and waves as they walk out the door promising that he and Erica will be fine for the night and not to worry.

It's only when their car is out of the driveway and the door is shut that Steve realizes he isn't really a babysitter. He is a keep children alive while in a dangerous situation and when the situation is over drive them around because you feel bad that their childhoods have been marred by trauma-er which doesn't have quite the same ring as babysitter, and it's a lot harder to say with that rude tone the boys have been favoring. He also realizes that he's never actually dealt with children, or not girl children. The boys had all been older than Erica, when he had started keeping them alive. Max was definitely basically a teenager when he started really dealing with her; and she was usually okay to do what the boys wanted to do, like go to the arcade. Hopper didn't really trust him with El and that was fine, he wasn't sure he trusted himself with El either.

It put him in an awkward spot now though. Staring at Erica in her kitchen, a little afraid to ask the question on the front of his mind which was "What now?"

So he asks the second question on his mind, "What do you want to do that isn't eat ice cream all night?"

Say what you will about Steve Harrington, and a lot has been said, but he always keeps his promises and he always brings a pint of ice-cream for Erica to have when he comes over to the Sinclair house. Tonight he brought three, all different weird flavors he thought she'd like to try.

"Why can't I eat ice cream all night?" She says it with a challenge in her eyes, but he'd bet dollars to donuts that she's just doing it to make him sweat. "Because I've seen you eat ice cream, we've only got enough for two hours at most." His hand migrates as if of its own mind to his hip. "You need more than two people for Dungeons and Dragons, right?"

Her brows raise, for the first time since he's met her Erica Sinclair is stunned silent. Maybe she's just surprised he got the name right.

It lasts about as long as it takes him to notice it. "You'd play Dungeons and Dragons with me?" There's something fragile in the way she asks, and there is the eleven year old girl she's meant to be. 

"Sure, you'd have to show me how, but if that's what you want to do I'm game."

Eyes narrowed in a distinctly intimidating way he kind of thinks she stole from Nancy, he does his best to make his sincerity clear on his face. "We need more than two people, but I've got something else we can do if you think your fragile manhood can take it."

He's got a retort at the tip of his tongue about just what his manhood can take and remembers just in time that yeah probably shouldn't make a joke like that in front of an actual child. "My pride isn't that delicate, I think I can handle anything you dish out."

"Famous last words."

He follows her to her bedroom, waiting outside the doorway to let her space stay private until he's told to come in. A clear plastic tub slides out from under her bed, out of sight but easily accessible and when the lid pops off he gets why. Rows of Barbies stacked neatly on top of each other, a mass grave for childhood. Steve has a stuffed bear, fur rubbed off of one ear, tucked up on the shelf of his closet that also got put away sooner than he would have chosen to, when it was too babyish.

“Alright, so who is the, like, elven warrior.”

“That’s not how you play Barbies.”

It’s snapped so fast that he thinks it embarasses her. He tactfully avoids eye contact, pulling out a doll with blonde hair snipped into a professional, if uneven, bob and a green skirt set. She's missing a shoe. “Then how do I play Barbies?”

“That one just won the Nobel Peace Prize, she solved world hunger, but she has plans to kill the Barbie who won the prize in Physics because she stole Barbie One’s research and gave it to NASA claiming it was her own.”

“Right, of course.” This was the kind of shit that happened on Dallas, only Barbie had a lot more awards. “And they’re all called Barbie?”

“Except for Ken, but Ken doesn’t do anything.”

“Well if Barbie just won the Peace Prize wouldn’t she use Ken to kill Barbie so she doesn’t get caught.”

Erica manages a look that is both condescending and considerate. “Barbie can do anything, including get away with murder; but she wouldn’t want to dirty her hands with that sort of thing.”

“And if Ken goes to jail it’s no loss.”

“Right.”

-

So maybe it's more accurate to say that Dustin actually starts it.

Dustin with the shittiest attitude this side of the Ohio, something Robin blames him for.

“Like father, like son.”

“Dustin doesn’t even know his dad.”

“I mean you and Eddie, dingus.”

“I am not that kid's dad. A brotherly figure at best, strong male role model more likely.”

“He’s a bitch because you are, Steve. Maybe if your and Eddie’s love language wasn’t being as bitchy as possible it wouldn’t have rubbed off on your kid.”

“Please don’t put Dustin and rubbing off in the same paragraph let alone the same thought wave.”

Dustin comes sprinting into Family Video on a Tuesday afternoon. “Steve! I need your car.”

“Did you learn how to drive when I wasn’t paying attention?”

“Obviously, I meant I need you too.” His hands are on his hips, eyes rolled. Shit maybe he did get it from Steve. “There’s this theoretical physicist coming to Notre Dame to give a talk on the Multiverse Theory.”

Steve was allowing himself a second to consider whether this was worth it, for once, instead of just blindly agreeing to drive Dustin wherever. The drive sucked ass, but it would put him close enough to Chicago that he could try to find a music store that would carry albums from the international metal bands Eddie couldn’t stop talking about.

It was a second too long for Dustin. “Steve, a theoretical physicist-”

See Steve had this suspicion that the kids did actually think he was an idiot. He was pretty sure that none of them, hell maybe none of Hellfire, save for Lucas realized that every athlete in the school had to keep up at least a 2.5 GPA. Which might not have been anything to write home about but Steve kept a 3.2 for most of high school, until the multiple concussions started to catch up with him. He wasn’t stupid, was the point and even if they didn’t think he was an idiot in a mean way he was a little sick of the shit.

“I know, like Barbie.”

That shuts Dustin up real quick.

“N- no, not like Barbie! Barbie is some girl's toy.”

“Excuse me?” Robin, who told Steve that she would not help him parent his children on work days or any other day ending in y had remembered that Martes doesn’t have one and her shift was almost over. “What does that mean, exactly, a girl’s toy?”

“And,” Steve adds, because he can and because Eddie made him drive him to fucking Bloomington because he was fixated on time travel and needed access to some science journal that only existed at Indiana U apparently, “Barbie is on a research team looking for the Higgs particle so she can start figuring out time travel.”

The bell chiming as Dustin leaves has never sounded sweeter.

He’ll definitely end up taking the twerp to stupid Notre Dame.

-

The thing is that Steve thinks he’s never really stopped being a bitch.

He doesn’t want to stop. He likes being bitchy. It’s fun, when you’re doing it with people you like it’s pretty funny, and honestly he’s kinda like Spiderman. With great power comes great responsibility, he’s only bitchy responsibly now.

And it’s actually perfectly responsible as an older brother type babysitter figure to correct the behavior of the younger siblings by being bitchy. If they don’t learn at home they’ll go out in the world thinking that kind of behavior is acceptable, see Steve Harrington in his early high school days who talked to people like his father did.

So when Mike interrupts El with, “I’m not going to ask Steve, he probably doesn’t even know what a Pulitzer is either.”

He says, “Oh, yeah like Barbie won. Or Nancy will someday, probably. It’s a journalism award, Wheeler.”

And when Lucas corrects, “I don’t actually think you can win an award for comics. It’s still really great though, Will!”

“Barbie won the Kirby Award in 1985 for best artist, I’m sure Will is soon to follow.”

Or when Nancy tells Holly, “Are you sure you wouldn’t want to be something important instead?”

“You could be an actress and do something cool like go to space if you want, Hols, like Barbie.” And maybe he says it with a little more bitch than he should that time, but he’s seen the ballerinas in Nancy’s room, she didn’t always want to be an investigative journalist.

It gets to be second nature. When someone starts being shitty about something or to lighten the mood.

Erica doubts whether she should run for student council. It's her first step to being actual president, like Barbie.

Dustin makes a crack about Steve's possible future prospects when he butts in on a conversation between Steve and Robin. "I could do all three, I could be a counselor and a hair stylist and an engineer. Maybe I'll add EMT too, Barbie wouldn't stop at three, why should I?"

Or when Mike sneers at him, "What are you a cop?" All because Steve told him not to buy weed now that Eddie had stopped dealing.

"Ew, no, because you look like a fresh-faced little narc trying to be cool and you're gonna get ripped off."

"What so not like Barbie?"

"The Barbie world has achieved equality at a level that it doesn't need the cops." Eddie sometimes has to get high after a run in with Powell or Calahan who he still doesn't really trust after the spring. Steve has been treated to many a lecture on why the police were a waste of resources.

He lets Mike sit with that for a minute before he adds, "Like Barbie, I am very cool and know what it looks like when I'm being taken for a ride. If you're gonna get pot from someone other than Eddie, ask Hop where he used to get all of his shit."

It doesn't feel stupid, until El comes running into the cabin one afternoon that Steve has decided to join the rebuilding effort. It’s actually just him and Hop, who has started trying to quietly parent him, something he’s not entirely convinced isn’t revenge for telling Wheeler that Hop has smoked pot before. Steve is pretty sure El was crying when she came in, something he bumps up to a certainty when he sees how awkward Hop looks right now.

“You mind taking that kid? It’s been a long time since high school.” he rubs the back of his neck, Steve does appreciate that he has the decency to feel weird about asking. “If it’s anything outside of big brother shit I can take over.”

He does let himself get suckered by that big brother line.

El is facedown on her bed in a clear ‘leave me alone I’m crying’ pose but he figures he’s already here it’s not like he can turn around and tell Hop that he was too afraid to approach a crying teenage girl. Like that wasn’t the whole reason he’d been sent in the first place. “Hey Ellie, can I come in?”

She sits up, tear tracks plain on her face but no more are falling, and nods in that endearing, aggressively certain way she’s got. “Is everything okay?” He pauses and asks, “Was it Mike?” because he knows that’ll be the first thing Hopper asks when Steve comes back out.

“You are worse than Dad.”

“That stings, Ellie Bell.”

She takes a deep breath, steeling an already impressive will, “Lucas says it is okay to just want to be happy right now, but all they talk about is what they are going to do. Dustin is talking about going to admission early, Will talks about talking to Dad and Joyce about art school, Lucas worries about his sports and scholarships, and Mike talks about classes that count twice. I do not know what I want to be. I do not know why I have to be anything.”

“You guys have been through a lot. I don’t think anyone would blame you for taking time to just be a kid.”

“What if I never want to be something? What if I do not ever want to go to college?”

He’s made his way over to the bed with her, sits tentatively on the edge like he’s seen Joyce do before. “Then you don’t. You’ll probably have to get a job at some point, but that doesn’t have to be what you are. Lucas isn’t a landscaper just because he mows lawns in the summer.”

“You don’t think Dad would be upset?” she asks.

“I don’t think there’s anything you could do that would really make Hop mad. And you might change your mind. I've been out of school for almost two years and I’m only thinking about college now. Or you could go to college and change your mind about what you want to be. You could be a hundred things, you could be anything! Like Barbie.”

He feels like an idiot almost immediately. A jerk quickly after that. He’s made El’s genuine crisis part of his stupid running joke. But something settles in the room. The underlying tension, the thing that had the hair on the back of his neck raised. He realizes, now, that her powers had probably also been on edge.

"Like Barbie." She says it with a graven seriousness, like Steve's dumb little joke is a mantra now.

"Yeah, and you're a sophomore you don't have to have your whole life figured out right now. And don't take life advice from Henderson anyway, he thought it was a good idea to raise an Upside Down slug as a pet."

He mostly just used it to be a bitch though. Because it was fun. No, it was what he was good at. So good at it he didn't even have to try.

Because Steve had a plan to be bitchy. Specifically to Mike Wheeler who kept flirting with Steve’s boyfriend while taking advantage of his hospitality. Sure it was at their stupid Dungeons and Dragons game, and yeah Steve was the one who said they could host the game at his house now that Eddie had graduated. Yes, he knew Eddie didn't mean anything by it when he responded and usually didn't flirt back with the kids. But it was still the kind of behavior that had to be gently corrected, for Mike's sake because if he didn't stop things were going to get drastic.

His initial plan is already in action. He encouraged El to come along to watch the Party play. It was, admittedly, a half hearted plan. Wheeler got so awkward anytime El was around he mostly just hoped that would keep him from trying anything.

It isn't. Eddie starts to describe a new character, "Blonde and statuesque, she has a long bow in hand and delicate elven features."

And even though El is sitting a few feet from him Mike perks up the way he always does when there's a new NPC to flirt with. He is going to have to have a talk with Eddie about letting the kid try out a bard.

He does at least have one other tool in his belt. "Oh, like Barbie."

Steve knew what he'd get as he said it. A groan from Dustin, who falls for this as being sincere about as often as he falls for the dumb-dumbs and dipshits line -- which is everytime for the record. Will and Lucas keep their laughs small, enough that they're covered by Erica's snort. The original Hellfire crew mostly looks confused, it's becoming less and less their default as they warm up to the Steve he is rather than the Steve they thought they remembered; but he likes to keep them on their toes.

Eddie is charmed. He can tell. Sees him duck his head behind his screen and his binders, trying to preserve the stern and scary dungeon master image. That apparently isn't possible if you're smiling like an idiot at your stupid boyfriend, so he's been told.

And Mike has maybe been on the wrong end of the joke a few more times than everyone else. He turns an interesting shade of red, two parts anger and one part embarrassed is Steve's guess. The foot stomp is unexpected, but he expects its been passed down the Wheeler line as a shared signal of outrage. "Not like Barbie, this isn't some stupid kids game. She's probably a hot, wisened archer ready to reward us for helping her village, not some stupid doll that you're obsessed with."

Eddie's blank face with the twitchy eyes has fallen into place when he sits back up from behind his screen. His things aren't going according to plan, panicked face. "I think that's a good place to end things this week. Wheeler, Henderson, Jeff, and Lady Applejack you've all cleared enough experience to level right? Do that before next week."

Steve knows enough to keep his mouth shut while everyone packs up to leave. Sends a small smile to Erica on her way out to the family minivan, he knows she struggles a little being the youngest at the table even if she won't say it. He has to imagine that the outburst had stung a bit.

"You gotta be nicer to little Wheeler." Eddie chides once everyone is gone, halfhearted at best when he's telling Steve off into the soft skin of his neck. When he feels the admonishment more than hears it.

"I'm not mean to Mike." He says on instinct, he does try not to be. "And he started it."

"Definitely think you started the Barbie thing, Sweetheart."

And well, yeah. "I Barbie all the kids equally."

Eddie hmms Steve can feel the vibration of it through his back and on his neck. Eddie is about to start something he better plan on finishing. "He asked Hop where he should get weed."

Oh. "I didn't think he'd actually do it!" And then, "Is that why he keeps flirting with you, revenge?"

"No, he's got a bunch of misplaced jealousy because Will and the girls think you're hot." He toys with the edge of Steve's shirt as he says it. Perpetually cold fingers brushing the clothes warmed skin beneath making him shiver.

"The girls don't think I'm hot."

He hums again, nips at the blush red skin at Steve's neck. "El used to, Max definitely has a taste for jock.

"That's not my fault, you let Mike play a bard." He wishes he didn't sound so desperate.

"Wanted to leave the Paladin spot open for you, baby."

"I'm starting to feel convinced, we could go upstairs and you could show me your character sheet."

The things he'll say to get laid.

"Don't think I can do that Stevie, smooth as a Ken doll down there. Could show you the actual character sheet though." 

His back is cold as Eddie pulls away, smirking unrepentant as he lets Steve have the tiniest taste of his own medicine.

"Barbie has a very active sex life, actually." He's never been one not to double down. "Let me show you the fun we can have without getting your dick out."

-

He does leave it alone for a little while, even though he really, really doesn't want to. But despite what his friends, his fifth grade report card, and his mom might think; Steve is capable of keeping a hold of his worst impulses when he wants to.

So he lets opportunity pass him by.

He makes no comment about Barbie when Eddie talks about how John Carpenter is a film auteur. Not even when Dustin tries to define auteur for him. Incorrectly, but Robin comes to Steve's defense.

Barbie goes unmentioned, barely when an argument breaks out about Nobel prize winners, of all things. He thinks the kids argue more now than they ever have like it's the only way they have to get their bloodlust out now that the Upside Down was closed. He was quickly boxed out of the conversation, even if Erica kept sending him little glances over everyone's heads. (She'd let him have Peace Prize Barbie a couple weeks ago and maybe he was a little obsessed.)

Holly wants to be a vet now, a singing vet who is also on TV, but mostly a vet. She tells him all about it while he waits for Mike to find his shoes? Definitely not his quarters for the arcade, the day any of them bring those is the day Steve brings the nail bat back out. He’s one impulse purchase away from getting one of those little coin dispenser belts that the employees have -- Gareth just quit, maybe he still had his? Mike's frown is a little less general annoyance at Steve and a little more confusion when he's finally ready to leave and Barbie has gone unmentioned.

He almost breaks again when Eddie starts talking about sports. Or he starts talking about NASCAR which is close enough for Eddie, he has a surprising taste for racing for someone who never wanted to put his van on the starting line at parties. A woman led a Busch Series race for the first time, what a year '86. He's got no opinion on Barbie's ability to drive at all.

He could let a joke go. He could be nice. It wasn't so out of character that it needed this kind of attention.

-

Mike has forgiven him by the time the next session rolls around. Delayed two weeks after Eddie screamed so loud on stage that he couldn't speak for two days, and then again for Jeff's emergency appendectomy. Eddie has stopped leaving pointed gaps in conversation for Steve to fill with mention of Barbie, he has had his thinking face on instead which is good for Steve about as often as it isn't.

He leaves it alone. A little bit of non-life threatening surprise is good for the soul, or something. Listen, he’s made it this far by only asking questions when shit is about to get really, really bad and Eddie’s thinking face has only resulted in something bad once or twice -- and they probably should have spent more than a couple minutes negotiating that particular kink anyway.

When the kids start showing up and nothing has come from the thinking face, he assumes it was just for them anyway. He settles in to see whatever shit Eddie is going to do.

"From the ditch you pull a human man, a paladin. His plate is dirtied by his time on the ground but clearly gleams in its typical state. He's handsome, a square jaw and fluffy brown hair-"

"Ugh is this Steve? You already made us do a quest for him," Mike complains, maybe he hasn’t completely forgiven Steve for that last interruption.

Steve has, by his own count been the inspiration for at least three NPCs for this campaign: a white light faction rogue, Sol, that the party had to rescue from the dungeons of the nightmare King after he was caught sneaking into the bedrooms of the prince -- like it was Steve's fault that Wayne had super hearing; a young fighter from the gladiatorial combat ring who helped the party rescue a group of kidnapped children that were going to be used as bait in the next round of fights; and the most obvious Prince Stefan who sent the party on a quest to kill his betrothed a Duke called Thomas the Boarish and rescue his knight Rowen and beloved Bard Edwin -- it's not like he could unkiss Tommy, and he could be a dick but boarish was dramatic. 

He was not this paladin, assuming Eddie was telling the truth about saving the Paladin he'd made for Steve.

"Cut the out of character chatter, Michael, before it starts counting in game. The Paladin before you is handsome in a bland, approachable, non-threatening way," Mike opens his mouth again, how is that not like Steve surely perched at the edge of his tongue and stopped in its tracks by elbows from Erica and Joey. "He introduces himself to his rescuer, Will the Wise, 'Thank you, kind sir, I would have been down there for ages before my lady noticed my absence. I am Sir Kenneth.'"

"What deity does he serve?" Will asks, something suspicious drawing across his face.

"Is there a holy symbol on his armor?" Gareth follows up. Gareth has been backing a lot of Will's plays lately, Steve thinks something might be going on there but he hasn't wanted to deal with Eddie teasing him for being a meddling matchmaker, again.

"There is no identifiable holy symbol on his clothes or armor." Eddie says, there's a mischief in his eyes, the way he tilts his head with quiet challenge and smiles.

"What God do you serve?" Erica asks, blunt and to the point. She gets cranky when her rogue doesn't have anything to stab.

"'The Lady in Pink,' he answers."

Any time Eddie reveals lore shit there's always a bunch of people talking over top of each other. It always turns into the kind of mass blob of shouting that Steve has a hard time parsing out, especially these days. Eddie somehow manages to distinguish not only people but the things they're saying and keeps his cool enough to keep the story going.

"Roll your insight, Gareth. Jeff, with a 15 history check, you have heard some whisperings from your homeland about a newly ascended goddess but not a name. Dustin, you're not getting shit with a 5 don't even try that but my back story says shit with me. Will, pretty sure that's a cleric spell but I'll let you have it he's a Neutral Good alignment. An 18, shit, yeah Garebear he does seem to be telling the truth that is the deity he follows; but that isn't the whole truth, you know a lot of the newer pantheon have a colloquial name and a true name."

"I'm sorry," Lucas says, "we aren't familiar with your lady. What can you tell us about her? Why would she leave you there? And that's a 14 on persuasion before you even ask."

"Why would I have asked that, Sinclair the elder? He has stars in his eyes when he speaks, 'before she ascended she was already limitless. A powerful warrior, an expert marksman, a mage beyond compare. Her power grew and grew until the only place left to explore was godhood.'"

"And what's her real name, if we wanted to spread the word?" Joey asks.

"'Oh she's everything. She's the lady in pink, she's the goddess with the golden mane, but before she ascended she favored one name I assume she has kept it.'"

"What is it?" Mike asks, perched at the edge of his seat.

"Oh no," Dustin whispers, a dawning horror on his face.

"'Barbara, though she preferred it shortened. Nicknames you call them," Steve sees the joke, knows where this is going a split second before reality breaks through the haze of fantasy for the players around the table. Eddie's smirking now, smile too pleased and too attractive. "'Y'know like Barbie?'"

#steddie #steve harrington #steddie fic #and in 1996 when steve and eddie are expecting their first kid - a daughter #erica gifts them the barbie camper so steve has something while he waits for the real thing #listen you know that oh like barbie post with the steve speaking image below it #i saw that and this happened #i just wanted to try out a little steve and erica bonding #and it turned into steve being a bitchy big brother #steve and eddies love language is being dicks #but their secondary love language is not letting the bit die and i do believe that #so eddie had to take it up when steve set it down

[niceboyeds]

little black dress (e.m.)

Eddie Munson x female reader

summary: Eddie is completely oblivious that you've been crushing on him, getting mad when you dress up for a party but has no idea it’s for him.

contains: 18+ minors DNI drinking, language, angst, fluff, eddie being a dick, smut: oral (m&f receiving), fingering, unprotected PIV, semi-public sex, please let me know if i missed anything!

word count: 2.5K

a/n: inspired by the lyrics “i don’t want you like a best friend, only bought this dress so you could take it off” from Dress by Taylor Swift. this is different than my other Eddie posts and i’m kinda nervy about it so i hope you like it xx

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Steve Harrington’s birthday bash was going to be the party of the year, everyone already knew it. and to say you we’re excited would be an understatement.

“are you picking me up tonight, Ed?” you ask your best friend, sitting across from him from the restaurant table.

“for...?”

“the party for Steve? the one Robin’s been planning for over a month...”

“right! yeah i’ll pick you up at 9.”

“perfect.” you throw a fry at him and laugh as it gets caught in his hair before tossing a $10 bill on the table to cover the bill. “see ya later.”

you rush home, giddy with excitement knowing you have the perfect outfit planned for tonight. you've been aching for your best friend to notice your feelings, but he seems to be oblivious. if this little black dress doesn't get his attention, you're out of ideas.

you forced Nancy and Robin to go shopping with you for hours the weekend prior to this party, searching for the perfect thing to wear. of course the girls know exactly why your wanted to buy a new dress, Nancy was the one who pointed out your feelings to begin with. you never even realized it yourself, but once she said something you couldn't stop thinking about it.

since then, everything he does seems to give you butterflies. the constant nicknames like sweetie and pretty girl. always checking in on you, making sure you ate or got enough sleep. how could you not fall for him?

you spend the evening dolling yourself up. even painting your nails a new shade of red to match your lipstick. feeling hot as fuck and confident, if Eddie didn’t want you surely someone else would.

but that’s not what you wanted. you wanted him.

9 o’clock rolls around and you hear a familiar horn in your driveway. you look in the mirror one last time, taking a deep breath before smiling at how good you look.

slipping on your shoes, you open the door and walk confidently to the van. but your confidence slowly sinks away as soon as you open the door to the vehicle.

“what are you wearing?” he asks, looking you up and down with a strange look on his face before you sit in the passenger seat.

“a dress? why is something wrong with it?”

“just not something I expected from you I guess.”

what the fuck does that mean?

“oh.” you look out the window, avoiding any possible eye contact with him. the girls swore he was going to love the dress and now you’re stuck thinking it was all a big mistake.

you’re quiet the rest of the drive, but he doesn’t seem to notice. you hop out of the van quickly when you arrive, closing the door and adjusting the dress that has ridden up your thighs when you sat down.

“ready to party?” Eddie asks, catching up to you at the door.

“yeah.” you just don’t have the desire to attempt to flirt with him at the moment, clearly he doesn’t want you.

“you goin’ home with someone tonight or do you want a ride later?” he asks as soon as he sees the crowded party, knowing you’d surely be separated from him.

“what?” why the hell would he think you’d go home with someone other than him?

“well you know, you’re dressed like you want to go slut around or something.”

“okay, i’m going to pretend you didn’t just fucking say that to me. asshole.” you walk away from him, mumbling the last word. as if you weren’t embarrassed enough that he didn’t like seeing you in the dress, now he thinks your intentions were to get laid tonight?

well… maybe they were. but you wanted him to fuck you. not some random drunk person at the party.

“Y/N!! you made it!” Robin waves you down from the kitchen, holding out a red cup to you and you smile at the familiar exchange.

“you look hot!” Nancy praises and you feel your confidence growing again. “how’d he like it?”

“he didn’t. said I look like I want to slut around.”

“what the fuck?? no, you look sexy as hell and it’s honestly his loss!” Robin continues you hype you up, making you smile.

“it’s whatever. I guess I was wrong to think he might actually like me back.”

“aw babe… don’t be sad! c’mon, let’s go dance with the birthday boy!!”

and you do without hesitation, refilling your cup before taking one of Nancy’s hands in yours as she leads you into the living room. the couches all pushed to the side of the room to make a makeshift dance floor.

“happy birthday Stevie!!” you call out to him, wrapping your arms around him in a hug.

“thanks! you look nice!” he shouts over the music after giving you a kiss on the top of your head, something you’ve grown accustomed to. he’s like a brother to you, someone who always tries to protect you like he does with literally everyone else.

you continue dancing with your friends, but you can’t help but look around for Eddie. you spot him across the room, almost glaring in your direction but his eyes never meet yours. instead they’re locked on Steve, who’s holding your hand and twirling you around.

“i’m gonna go get another drink.” you lean into Robin’s ear to inform her, she nods, and you weave through the crowd to the kitchen. a familiar presence lurking behind you causes you to turn around.

“hey Eds.” you sigh, still annoyed with him but not wanting to be. how was he supposed to know your feelings if you never bothered to tell him? “having fun?”

“I guess. wish you’d come hang out with me but you’re grumpy.”

“i’m not grumpy. you were just being a dick.” you defend yourself, getting worked up once again. he rolls his eyes and it takes everything in you to walk away without causing a scene. “whatever Eddie. come find me when you’re finished with whatever this is.”

you go back to the group, taking a drink from your cup before dancing somewhat provocatively with the girls again. Steve shows up with shots and passes them around, making all of you cheers before pouring them into your mouths.

tipsy and now unfazed by Eddie’s reaction to your dress you begin dancing and singing with Steve, putting his hands on your hips as the two of you move to the popular song from the mix Robin made specially for him.

you turn your head to look in Eddie’s direction, seeing him immediately looking away from you and at this point you’re over his moping and want him to come dance with you. you never could stay mad at him for long. you wander over to him and hold out your hand, wiggling your fingers as if to say, “you better take my hand boy”.

but he doesn’t, and it pisses you off even more. you refuse to put up with his attitude any longer, not when you’ve been pining for him for so long. forcing his hand into yours and pulling him into a random bedroom, you lock the door behind you.

“okay what is going on??”

“nothing.” he mumbles, and you call him out on his lie.

“bullshit! what the fuck is your problem?”

“my problem? what, so i’m just supposed to sit and watch you flirt and dance with Harrington all night long in that fucking dress?!”

“Eddie, I bought this dress for you.”

“what?” his face softens and then he looks at you with instant regret. “oh my god. and I called you a slut. i’m so sorry I didn’t mean it at all and—” everything clicked right there.

“were… were you jealous?”

he’s silent. and your answer is right in front of you. had it been there all along and you were just too busy stuffing down your feelings to see it?

the confidence you had before the party comes back to you, feeling almost happy that you made him jealous.

“so here’s what we can do, Eds. we can pretend this isn’t happening right now and go back to the party… or you can take this dress off of me. your choice.”

he doesn’t hesitate, pushing his lips against yours with a force you didn’t expect.

“you have no idea how long i’ve been wanting to do that.” he says, looking at you as if to see if you still want this.

“ditto, baby.” you immediately reach for the button on his jeans, but your eager fingers cannot seem to get it undone and you groan with frustration.

“aw do you need help, sweet thing?”

“if you don’t shut up and just take your fucking pants off Eddie I swear—”

he cuts you off with another kiss, “always so mean to me.”

“you love it.” you tease, palming at his growing bulge through the jeans he still hasn’t taken off.

he hurries to take his pants off, finally, stumbling when they get down to his ankles and he kicks them off somewhere in the room along with his shirt.

you look over him, practically drooling when he walks closer to you. “you gonna help me?” you ask, reaching for your zipper and he smirks.

“what if I want you to keep the dress on?”

“this dress cost me a whole paycheck. you are going to take it off carefully and not make a mess on it.”

“yes ma’am.” he grins ear to ear, smashing his lips onto yours again while reaching his hands behind your back and pulling the zipper down. as the dress pools around your feet, he takes a step back to admire you, mumbling a “beautiful” before lifting you up and tossing you on the bed.

he’s quick to join you, laying on top of you and you grind yourself up on his boxer covered bulge, earning a groan from his lips. the sounds he’s making turning you on even more. he begins dragging kisses down your body from your lips to my stomach. he stops just at your panty line, you sit up slightly waiting to see his next move. he continues leaving little pecks, right over where you’re soaking through your panties, making you squirm.

“Eddie.” you groan, making eye contact with him.

“what do you want? tell me.”

“please touch me.” you whine, so desperate.

“touch you where?” he teases more, making you groan again. “here?” he asks, kissing the inside of your thigh. you whine, making him move on. “or here?” he kisses the fabric, right over your sensitive bud, receiving a moan in reply.

“hey! i don’t think your attitude tonight allows for you to be such a tease.” he chuckles at your words, yanking your panties down to leave you completely naked. a needy mess underneath his touch. his fingers part your folds, the cold metal of his rings making you clench around nothing.

“completely soaked… did I do this to you?” he smiles, running his fingers through the sensitive area. his fingers play with your clit, making you moan loudly, not caring if the entire party can hear you over the booming music. he plays with it between his fingers for a moment, before removing them and replacing it with his mouth.

“oh god, Eds! yes!” you cry, feeling him sucking you, swirling his tongue and gently bringing one finger into your hole. he continues, adding in a second finger after a moment. you continue to be vocal, making him pump his fingers faster. you whimper in pleasure, grinding against him to get more. “baby i’m so close!” you yell out, making him suck harder and you let go, finishing all over his thick fingers.

“good girl.” he whispers, licking you one more time before removing his fingers from you.

panting, you bring yourself to your knees and reach your hands over to remove his boxers, pulling them down and smirking at how hard you made him. he begins to lay back onto the mattress as you look up and make eye contact, licking just the tip, making him moan.

“please.” you smile knowing he’s just as needy as you. you lick from the base to the tip before taking in as much of him as you can without gagging. bringing your hand up to stroke the rest as you move your head around him.

“holy fuck- just like that baby.” his hand finds its way into your hair and he takes a handful of it, strong but not forceful. you continue, sometimes removing him completely to lick the tip before taking him in again.

you remove your mouth to suck just the tip and stroke his whole length with your hand, but he pulls away before he can finish. you look up confused.

“don’t wanna cum like this baby, wanna cum inside you.” you gasp at his words, feeling yourself dripping down your thighs again.

you move down to lay your head on a pillow as he follows, laying on top of your body and kissing your swollen lips. he makes his way to your neck and you can’t help but moan loudly as he sucks on the sweet spot behind your ear.

“please Eds, need you in me.” you whine, and he finally begins to slip inside, your walls clenching as he does. he brings his lips to yours once again, kissing you though his thrust.

“fuck baby, so tight.” he moans into your ear, “not gonna last long.” but he continues, making you feel better than anyone else you’ve ever been with.

you cry out as he pushes into you harder, his thumb finding your little bud again. “cum Eds, please baby. cum for me.” and he does, sputtering his full load into you, bringing you closer to your own release again.

“holy shit Eddie! i’m- i’m so close.” you bring your hands to his back, scratching and no doubt leaving long red marks all the way down.

“c’mon pretty girl.” he pushes you, rubbing your clit faster and you feel the familiar knot in your stomach right before you finish again, crying his name as loud as possible. he pulls himself out, still rubbing your swollen bud slowly until you push his hand off of you.

“so…” he whispers after a moment, lying beside you on the mattress.

“so…” you repeat, trying to catch your breath.

“did you mean it? you really bought that dress for me?”

“couldn’t think of anything else that would get your attention.” you smile, rolling over to face him.

“hun, I have been trying to get your attention since I met you.”

“you’ve got to be joking.” you laugh, smacking his arm playfully.

“I guess we were both worried about ruining our friendship, huh?”

“I don’t want to be your best friend anymore, Eds.” you kiss him one more time before he can say anything else. you stand up and slip your dress back on, moving your hair over to one side and motioning for him to zip you up.

“wh- where are you going?”

“we are going home. and tomorrow you’re taking me to breakfast.”

“oh yeah? what are we doing at home?” he smirks, and you laugh in response.

“I guess we’ll decide when we get there, won’t we?”

#stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie stranger things #eddie x reader #stranger things fic #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fics #eddie munson fluff #eddie x you #eddie munson smut #eddie munson angst #eddie x y/n #eddie munson x y/n

[steddieas-shegoes]

98. “if we weren’t in public right now i’d have my head between your legs” 👀

READICUS. Okay. Alright. I've caught the context disease from you though.

Rated M | tags: language, flirting, dirty talk, so much discussion about sex they might as well be having it, getting together, FWB to lovers

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It was just grocery shopping.

They were in a grocery store.

Eddie should not be getting hard watching Steve pick out the ripest bananas.

Like, genuinely, even he knew this was as ridiculous as it could get.

It's just that they'd been casually fucking for the last few weeks, letting off steam, just dudes helping dudes through their synchronous dry spells, and watching Steve pay so much attention to a fucking banana was a lot for Eddie to wrap his mind around.

Casually fucking might not even be the right term.

It was more like...fucking like rabbits.

Eddie spent more time at Steve's house than he spent at his own, and most of that time was spent either naked or trying to be.

He spent the night last night, and only agreed to come shopping with Steve after a very convincing blowjob against the kitchen counter.

It was working for them.

Except for how much Eddie loved Steve. Not like a friend, or a brother, or the way he loved his Hellfire minions. He loved Steve in the "would marry you in Vegas and have tons of babies with you if you wanted" way.

So embarrassing.

Especially taking into consideration that there was no way Steve saw their arrangement as anything more than convenient.

He watched as Steve finally settled on the perfect bunch of bananas and shuffled back to the cart that Eddie was leaning on.

Eddie leaned forward as Steve leaned over the cart, his lips brushing against his ear.

"If we weren't in public right now, I'd have my head between your legs," he whispered.

Which was bold of him considering the grocery store was packed with weekend shoppers.

Steve tensed, his body freezing completely as Eddie backed away, smiling and waving at an old lady glaring at him.

"What the fuck, Eds."

Steve's cheeks were fire engine red, his hands gripping the edge of the cart like it was the only thing holding him up.

"What? I just thought you should know how bad I want you," Eddie shrugged.

They flirted with each other all the time, that's what led to their situation in the first place: the flirting went a bit too far and Steve ended up on his lap, rocking his hips back and forth until he came in his jeans.

No big deal.

Just another day.

But never in public, barely even around someone they trusted.

"Here? Now?" Steve squeaked out, eyes widening comically.

"Why not? You're hot," Eddie's hand grazed his lower back, just enough of a touch to tease, not enough to really be noticed by anyone else.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Steve hissed. "You want people to see?"

"No, 'course not," Eddie smirked. "I just want you to feel."

Watching Steve struggle to find words, struggle to flirt, was possibly the biggest win in Eddie's book. If he could pat himself on the back for it, he would.

"We're in public."

"Stevie, I hate to say it, but being in public doesn't really stop me from wanting to get on my knees and suck your dick."

Steve's face got impossibly darker, only spurring Eddie on more.

"If I wasn't so worried about being walked in on, I'd drag you to the bathroom right now. Maybe fuck you in a stall. You'd probably like that, huh? You liked when I fucked you against the shower wall the other day," Eddie let his fingers trace along Steve's arm, subtle, easy to pull away if someone got too close to them.

"Eddie-"

"Or maybe you'd wanna fuck me. I know how much you like throwing me around and showing off sometimes. Think that would work for you?"

Eddie watched as Steve shivered, biting his lip and doing his best to hold back a whine.

"But we won't do that, right? Because only I get to see you like that. The way you fuck me, the way I fuck you, that's just for us, isn't it?"

Steve nodded.

Eddie looked around, confirmed no one was close enough to see, and settled a hand on the front of Steve's jeans.

"This is just for me."

"Yeah, just for you," Steve choked out, his hand grasping at Eddie's wrist to either pull it away or hold it in place. "Eds-"

"I know, Stevie. But we gotta shop. That's what you said when you were on your knees in the kitchen this morning."

"I can shop later," Steve gasped as Eddie's hand squeezed once before pulling away.

They were in public and there was only so much Eddie was willing to try to get away with, but Steve's reaction was everything.

He looked away, focusing on the apples in front of him as if he cared at all about apples when Steve Harrington was hard right next to him.

He froze.

He thought about everything he'd just said, how possessive he'd sounded, how he'd never quite crossed that line before.

How into it Steve was.

He looked back at Steve, who was still staring at him, face almost back to a normal shade, but lips bitten red and eyes glassy.

"Steve?"

"Hm?"

"Do you want that to be just for me?" Eddie should not be having this discussion in the grocery store.

"Do I what?"

"Do you want to be mine? Like, more than just...fucking?" Eddie should not be having this discussion in the grocery store.

"Is that...an option?" Steve was letting him have this discussion in the grocery store.

"If you want it to be."

Every once in a while, Eddie saw this look in Steve's eye, only ever when he was looking at Eddie doing something stupid or funny or when he was messing around with the kids.

He never let himself think that it was anything more than just Steve getting distracted while looking at him.

He could see it now, though, and he couldn't ignore what that look actually was.

"I want it. I want you."

Eddie was fucked. In more ways than one, it seemed.

"You do?"

"Why is that so hard to believe? You've practically been living with me for weeks, dude."

Eddie's lips curled down, disgusted.

"Don't call me dude, oh my God."

Steve laughed.

"I'll make it up to you when we get home," he winked, turning around and pretending that he didn't just make Eddie's brain short circuit.

"I- what-" Eddie sputtered.

"What? Can't handle my mouth? You handle it fine earlier."

God, Eddie loved this man.

"Stevie, how fast can you finish shopping?" Eddie started pushing the cart away, not even sure if he was going in the right direction.

"If you stop distracting me, ten minutes."

"I'll be in the car, then."

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #make me write #this was like a fever dream #i just wrote this in like 30 minutes so #it's fun but my god it needs to be edited i am SURE #this was a fun one!!!!!

[angelltheninth]

SFW Masterlist Part 8

DC COMICS

Awkward Boyfriend Dick Grayson

Clark Kent x Fem!Reader - Don't Think Too Now

Bartender Jason Todd Flirts with You

Ex-Boyfriend Jason Todd Being Jealous

Batman Family Men and Their Love Languages

Dick Grayson Being Jealous

Hooking Up with Prince Oliver Queen at a Tavern

Clark Kent x Fem!Reader - The Heroic Build

Bruce, Jason, Dick, Clark and Oliver Save You from A Hostage Situation

Jaime Tries to Keep His Suit From Acting Up Around You

Dodging Jason's Kiss as a Joke

MARVEL

MCU Characters Seeing You Walk Out of the Shower

Helping a Stressed Stephen Strange Relax

Welcoming Valkyrie Home

Romance Tropes with Marvel Characters

Scott Summers with a Very Affectionate Girlfriend

Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader - Superheroes with Style

Erik Killmonger Marking You

Peter Parker Being a Hopeless Romantic

Steve, Bucky, Clint, Kate, Logan and Matt as Bodyguards

Bucky Reacting to You Smacking His Ass

SPIDERVERSE

Miguel O'Hara with a Short Girlfriend

Finding Out Spiderverse Character's Real Identity

Pining Best Friends to Lovers with Miles Morales

Hobie Brown x Fem!Reader - The Sound of a Nervous Heartbeat

Peter B. Parker when You're Pregnant

Miguel O'Hara Being a Secret Softie

Hobie Brown x Reader - Perfect Score

Cuddling and Doubt with Ben Reilly

Finding Out Miles and Aaron are the Prowler

VALORANT

Deadlock x Reader - Lips Locked Together

Yoru Wakes You Up with Kisses

Pining Iso Wants Alone Time With You

Iso x Reader - On His Camera Roll

CALL OF DUTY

Bar Meet-Cute with Simon Riley

Feverish Simon Riley Confesses to You

Simon Riley Sleepwalking and Kissing You

Big and Affectionate Simon Riley

Task Force 141 Help You Move in With Them

Best Friend Simon Riley Makes Out with You During a Movie

Kissing with Simon Riley While Sharing His Hoodie

STRANGER THINGS

Stranger Things Men when You Tell Them You Don't Want Kids

Jealous Eddie Munson

Stranger Things Men as Professors

Injured Eddie Munson Confesses to You

HONKAI STAR RAIL

Honkai Star Rail Men + Five More Minutes

Honkai Star Rail Men + Showing Jealousy

Honkai Star Rail Men + Are We Dating

Dan Heng x Reader - Don't Get Shy Now

Blade, Dan Heng, Gepard, Jing Yuan, Kafka and Welt + Making Out

Overworked Welt Headcanons

Honkai Star Rail Characters Comforting You After a Nightmare

Gapard x Fem!Reader - Meet the Expectations

Public Display of Affection with Dan Heng

GENSHIN IMPACT

Boxer Al-Haitham Shows Off in the Ring

Diluc, Kaeya, Zhongli, Al-Haitham and Kaveh when You Have a Fancy Dress

Touch-starved Al-Haitham

Childe, Capitano, Dottore, Al-Haitham Being Ignored

Genshin Men + Leg Up During a Kiss

Diluc and Al-Haitham + Let's Make Out

Getting Injured on a Mission with Scaramouch

More Than Friends Less Than Lovers with Kaeya, Diluc, Childe and Zhongli

Genshin Characters + How Much They Kiss You

Genshin Characters Comparing Hands as an Excuse to Hold Your Hand

Bringing Snacks to CEO Ayato Kamisato

Neuvillette Struggling to Understand Human Affection

TWISTED WONDERLAND

Rook Hunt Sneaking Out Early in the Morning

TWST Dorm Leaders Doing Body Shots

Working for Malleus Draconia

TWST Men Touch You on Accident

Leona Purring when You Give Him Head Pats

Idia Being Tired and Stubborn About It

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA

Apology Kisses with Deku, Bakugo, Kirishima and Dabi

Seven Minutes in Heaven with Bakugo

Band Member Bakugo Corners You in the Back Alley

Lovesick Izuku, Bakugo, Shoto, Kirishima and Mirio

Cocky Firefighter Bakugo Katsuki

BNHA Men Dating a Reporter

BNHA Men when You Have A Near Death Experience During a Mission

Having Hawks as Your Flirty Rival

JUJTSU KAISEN

Gojo Being Too Dense to Realize Your Feelings

Jujutsu Kaisen Characters + Wedding Preferences

Ditching Class with Gojo

You Get Jealous Over a Woman Flirting with Toji

Nightclub Owner Yuuji Looks Out for You

Gojo Flirting with You During Class

Sukuna and You Get Interrupted By Your Kid

Lovesick Jujutsu Kaisen Characters

TRIGUN

Watching the Meteor Shower with Vash

Vash Being Yours For a Few Weeks

Vash, Nicholas, Millions Knives + Accidental Confession

BLUC LOCK

Isagi, Sae, Rin and Nagi with a Jealous and Possessive S/O

Sae Itoshi as Your Charming Assassin

Having a Vacation Fling with Blue Lock Boys

Reo, Barou and Kaiser with a Trophy Wife

Best Friends to Lovers with Sae Itoshi

Blue Lock Guys Working at a Butler Café

STAR WARS

Anakin x Reader - Each Other's Secret

Taking Care of Workaholic Star Wars Men

Romance Tropes with Star Wars Characters

#dc comics x reader #marvel x reader #spiderverse x reader #valorant x reader #call of duty x reader #stranger things x reader #genshin impact x reader #honkai star rail x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #boku no hero academia x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #trigun x reader #blue lock x reader #star wars x reader

[vampaiaz]

stranger things filth (some fluff!)

warning: this’ll be headcanons about characters when they’re intimate with you so vulgar language ahead! this’ll also be mostly for afab readers!!!

notes: should i do an amab ver?😲 i mean, you could request anything!!! just request and i’ll try my very best to satisfy you

characters: eddie munson, steve harrington, billy hargrove, jonathan byers, robin buckley, and nancy wheeler

ೃ⁀➷ EDDIE MUNSON

he definitely loves to talk about your body as he fucks you, just saying everything he loves about it from your perfect tits to your soft thighs

whenever you’re away, he can’t stop thinking about you so he rubs one out. his mind plagued with the thought of your face whenever he goes in and out of you, his hand gripping hard and taking fast strokes just to mimic how your walls tighten around him.

god he’s so loud, sometimes even louder than you. he doesn’t care if it’s “not normal” or makes him “less of a man” you like it when you hear him moan or whimper, he knows that, so he loves being right next to your ear moaning your name as he cums.

whenever he goes down on you, your fingers will never not leave his hair, pulling and gripping the fuck out of it. eddie loves it, makes his eyes roll back a bit, makes him whimper against your clit.

big fan of aftercare T-T he loooves just cuddling with you right after, playing a soft tune on his guitar for you, or even fixing up a snack for you after cleaning you!!! he’s the sweetest before, while, and after being intimate with him.

bonus! his favorite position is seashell, why? the closest to a full nelson where he can see your face. eddie has to see your pretty face, he needs to. he wants to know that he’s making you feel good.

ೃ⁀➷ STEVE HARRINGTON

i feel like he’s secretly a total perv, anything you do innocently it’d get him hard. you kneel down to reach for something that fell under the table, you suddenly see him trying to adjust his jeans. you’re happily eating a popsicle on a hot day at the community pool, he’s gotta take a dip in the pool to “cool down.”

he wouldn’t be into hurting you that much but slapping his dick on your face? definitely, he loves it. after you give him the best head he’s ever gotten, he slaps you with his dick on your cheeks to slapping it on your tongue, and asking you “isn’t this the best dick you’ve ever sucked?” to hear your answer just to inflate his ego.

based off that one scene with the “six nuggets” he wants, steve has an impregnation or breeding kink, IM RIGHT!! so real!!! he would be fucking you rough and hard while whispering “you gonna let me fill you up? make you all round and plump, hm? ready to make you a mommy. so ready, y/n.”

but he’s usually sweet and takes his time with you. he wants you to know that you’re his girl, his only girl. you would sometimes even tear up at how sweet he was being, and if you do let a tear fall he’ll not hesitate to reassure you and leave quick kisses on your forehead. BUT ALSO he takes it nice and slow because he wants to make your walls remember his shape, cervix kisses all the way with him.

ೃ⁀➷ BILLY HARGROVE

oh get ready for this one!!!! (can u tell i want him to do me so bad)

most definitely into overstim, he loves making you cry and desperately beg for more under him. he watches your eyes brim with tears and smiles, then gives you what you want. you’d tell him he’s a total dacryphilliac but he denies it a lot (so bad at lying.)

loves to finger you, until you’ve got your hands on his arm, trying to stop him from making you cum for the 5th time. once you cum, he brings his fingers to his mouth and licks it all up while staring into your eyes.

i feel like billy is kinda gross…. which is good i love gross, so that means spit kink!!!! billy will take any moment he can to spit on you. he’s eating you out? he’ll spit right onto your pussy, you’re sucking him off? he spits right onto his dick then your mouth because he wants to “help” you, and last but not least! whenever you two make out, he never fails to make you feel so weak. his tongue just overpowering yours every time and your mouth being filled with his spit until you’re both drooling.

he’s an ass man, idc if you disagree but this man would leave so many bite marks on your thighs up to your ass. when the two of you are alone in his room and you’re sitting on his bed in just panties, he never fails to point out the healing mark on your cheek, don’t worry he’ll bite it again.

i don’t think he’d be into names/titles, but something about you calling him “hargrove” when you’re hatefucking makes him so insane, the fact that you want to make him feel like nothing and it gets him even more mad just makes the sex more fun! (you two make up after don’t worry, just a usual fight, he’s got issues right.)

“cmon pretty girl, use your words for me.” OHHH MYYY GOOOOD

he’s also a big pervert, but is proud. he’s too much at school, when you pass each other in between classes, he doesn’t hesitate to grab your ass. he even places his face right in between your tits just to smell you, it was weird at first but he’s cute when he does it. also, tommy? he’d sometimes talk about you in a way billy does not enjoy, so whenever there’s a house party, he never fails to make tommy see you getting fucked out in a random ass bathroom. you and billy love getting caught.

full nelson…. he’s such an enthusiast for a full nelson, this position is his favorite and when you let him do it, oh he’ll be rough. he loves it because you can’t do anything at all, you’re stuck being his toy, he knows your eyes are rolling back because he’s bruising up your cervix. you’re moaning so loud and that gives him more motivation to make you cum.

bonus! cockwarming, he likes it in your mouth the most. one time he told you he had a test but didn’t wanna study, so you came up with a plan and that was keeping his cock in your mouth while he studies and once he’s done you move as a reward. ever since that happened he’s been so obsessed with just having you go down and make your jaw sore from being open for him for so long.

something really cute he’d do is give you an extra bottle of his perfume (it’d definitely be a unisex scent btw) he loves the idea of letting people know you’re his, so why not make you wear his scent.

ೃ⁀➷ JONATHAN BYERS

i am so excited for this one YOU DONT EVEN KNOWWW

loves names, degrading ones especially. you call him a pervert or a loser and he’s cumming, he feels guilty for being disgusting but you make him love being that way, he’s so submissive for you it’s crazy.

ever since s4, i just know he loves high sex, he’s got more control. while fucking you, he’s got a camera flashing and those photos of you fucked out are sitting right inside his wallet, something to remind him of his pretty baby.

so whiney, so loud. you’ve got him saying “please, i need to cum. please. i need it.” repeatedly right next to your ear.

his fingers are in you while your hand is on his dick, mutual masturbation is something you both enjoy so much. after you cum on his fingers, he brings them up to your mouth and watches you suck your own juices off his fingers.

boobs guy, such a big fan of your tits. he’d suck and bite a lot, he’d spend most of the foreplay on your tits, you’re sensitive there and he just loves watching you whimper and shiver a bit.

bonus! face fucking, he doesn’t start in a fast pace, he takes it slow and really making you gag on him. his tip reaching the back of your throat real slow, he wants to feel you close up on him, he wants to cum right down your throat.

leaves some of his clothes at your place, he had to lend you his shirt and boxers once, and ever since then he’s been obsessed seeing you with his clothes on. it’s like a way to keep him close to you at all times.

ೃ⁀➷ ROBIN BUCKLEY

super into thigh riding, she loves to see you rut on her thigh and she’s got her hand on either your throat or your ass.

she loves eating you out from behind, face down ass up then suddenly her hands are kneading your ass and her tongue is on your pussy.

she’s a switch leaning a bit toward dominant, but when she does get subby, you’re going down on her and she’s crying for more, rutting her hips for more friction on your tongue.

when you wear a skirt around her, she’s SOOO touchy, can’t keep her hands to herself. you could just be reading a book next to her, then your panties are on your ankles and her face is under your skirt.

ever since you squirted that one time you two masturbated together, she makes it her mission, I REPEAT, HER MISSION!! to make you squirt all the time, she’s got amazing technique so…

let’s be honest robin would flirt a lot but when you do it back out of nowhere, she’ll get so flustered. you make her face heat up every time, she’s so cute T-T.

ice cream dates, reminds her of her job at scoops ahoy, and the very first time you two met! it makes you feel so special when she still remembers the first time you two met.

ೃ⁀➷ NANCY WHEELER

if the strap-ons that could cum existed in the 80’s nancy would love using that when she’s with you. it could be you receiving or her receiving, it’ll be hot no matter what.

you two always have “sleepovers” at her house, secretly letting herself enjoy tasting you down there in her pretty pink room.

SHE LOVES SPANKING, you’ve been rude to her or anyone else? you’re immediately coming home with her and counting every smack until your ass gets red.

if you have tattoos, nancy will leave kisses on it. she loves your tattoos because they look so pretty on you, and when other people point it out she gets jealous and brings it out on you by abusing your clit when the two of you are alone.

when you masturbate in front of her, then you cum, you bring your fingers to her mouth and maintain eye contact while letting her suck. her pretty eyes just staring up at you make you wanna pounce at her.

such a big fan of public sex, the adrenaline she gets from it, from you? it’s the best thing ever.

you love to gift her stuff you make or stuff you get from a trip, she keeps them on a table in her room, and likes to look at them when she misses you T-T.

she’d give you random poems sometimes, she’d also point at random flowers or stray cats and say “look, it’s you!”

#stranger things smut #stranger things fluff #eddie munson #steve harrington #billy hargrove #jonathan byers #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #eddie munson smut #steve harrington smut #billy hargrove smut #jonathan byers smut #robin buckley smut #nancy wheeler smut #wlw #stranger things 4

[corrodedcorpses]

This is so wrong. Part iii.

Pairing: Steve x Eddie x reader / Steddie x reader

Summary: You and Eddie haven’t talked to Steve in two weeks since you’d both found him in a compromising position. Steve has been having trouble in many aspects of his life since then and decided one night that enough is enough, he has to see you both.

Part 1 & Part 2 here but could probably be read by itself. Part 4

Warnings: Smut (18+), jerking off, voyeurism, language, perv! Steve, p in v sex, cream pie sorta.

Word count: 1.6k

a/n: Part 3 of “This is so wrong”! I can’t believe people actually enjoyed the first two parts, thank you everyone so much. This part is a little shorter as I’m pretty slammed with work and stuff but I’m definitely going to make a 4th part to wrap it all up! Hope you enjoy and as always, any feedback or thoughts are greatly appreciated!

It had been two weeks since you and Eddie caught Steve jerking off to the thought of you two. Two weeks since he’s seen you both. Two weeks of feeling sorry for himself… Two weeks since he’s gotten off.

Steve has been filled with shame and thoroughly embarrassed since the whole ordeal two weeks ago. He’s also upset that neither of you have contacted him since - but that’s not entirely your or Eddie’s fault. Steve hasn’t really left the house since… and he’s been avoiding picking up the phone… and has been turning down plans with all your mutual friends… but still, he misses you both so much.

He’s also been having trouble in other areas… He hasn’t been able to make himself cum since. Every time he thinks of that afternoon (which is a lot) he gets so turned on. The memories of the sounds you and Eddie made, the scent of you and the feeling of you chasing your release against his face, the feeling of Eddie’s hands and rings finally on him, the feeling of his dick stuffing the back of your throat, how easily he had settled into being submissive for Eddie and how much he’d liked it - It has him getting hard over and over again.

But, every time he goes to jerk off he just can’t seem to finish. His hand just isn’t you or Eddie. The memories only seeming to remind him of how much he misses you both.

It’s now 8pm on Friday night. He’s already turned down plans with Robin, much to her dismay, as she whined about hardly seeing him outside of work recently and even at work, he’s been distant. He just gave her some excuse about thinking he’s getting sick, which just started a whole new line of rambling. Saying something about how there’s no way she’d see him until he’s gone to the doctor and is fully over whatever it is he’s fighting.

To be honest, he’d kind of zoned out after that, just wishing the call would end so he could go back to wallowing in his own self-pity.

And so here he was, tightly tugging his raw cock as it starts to go soft for what seems like the thousandth time already since he started an hour and a half ago. He groans out a broken sob in anger, stopping his motions all together. He brings his other hand up to rub at his face, growing ever frustrated.

He’s about to call it quits and find something else, like a movie, to distract him when he decides enough is enough. He calls Robin back, hoping she decided to have a quiet night in if he wasn’t available. He’s in luck when she answers.

“Robin, hey, It’s Steve. I had kind of a weird questi-“ Steve starts to say but is cut off.

“Steve!” Robin interrupts. “I was just thinking of you actually and was maybe going to give you a call. I was thinking about the symptoms you’ve been having lately, and I have a couple of theories of what might be wrong with you. I already know you’ve been practically, constantly tired but what other specific symptoms have you had?”

Steve rolls his eyes at her ramblings, secretly loving that she’s obviously concerned.

“Robin, I don’t have time for this,” Steve tries to not sound desperate, “I’m kind of in a rush, I just need you to tell me: Do you know what y/n and Eddie are doing tonight?”

“What? y/n and Eddie?” Robin asks, “Um, I think they’re just hanging out at Eddie’s trailer, I asked them if they wanted to hang out before, but they said they were busy, and I didn’t really want to ask for any more details. Anyway, as I was saying, I really think you could have a mix of- “

“Awesome, thanks robin!” Steve says hanging up the phone. He feels bad, he really does, and he knows that Robin was just being nice, but he can’t find it in himself to wait another second. If you and Eddie weren’t going to come and see him, he would just go and see both of you.

*****

Steve gets to Eddie’s trailer in record time. He hardly focused the whole drive over; all he knew is he had to see you. Now pulling up at Eddie’s trailer, however, he wished he’d thought up some sort of a plan. He can see Eddie’s van parked out front, so he knows at least one of you are here.

He hesitates for a second before hopping out of the car. Fuck it, he thinks. He can’t embarrass himself more than he already has. He can hear Eddie’s music blaring from outside the trailer. He decides to try the front door as he’s pretty sure Eddie wouldn’t be able to hear him knocking over the music anyway. He’s delighted to find it unlocked.

However, as soon as he steps inside, he can hear it. The sounds of moans filling the trailer, coming from the only room down the hall. He quickly closes the door behind him, wanting to make sure the whole trailer park doesn’t hear you two.

He slowly makes his way down the hall. He was about to knock and call out to you both, he really was but through the crack in Eddie’s bedroom door he sees the obscene image of you both.

Eddie was behind you, one hand gripping the plush of your ass, the other tangled in your hair, holding your head down into the mattress as he roughly pounded into you. You had your ass in the air, moving to meet each of his thrust, both hands gripping the fabric to steady yourself as Eddie set a harsh pace.

Steve could hear your muffled moans and random string of obscenities that left your mouth, sounding thoroughly blissed out and cock drunk. Eddie sounded just as gone as you, grunting and moaning with each thrust as he fucked you into a puddle beneath him.

Luckily for Steve your head was down the end of the bed angled to the right, away from the door. The door to the room was also covering the view that Eddie would’ve had of Steve in the mirror.

Steve can feel the tent forming in his pants at the sight, already almost rock hard. Steve can’t help himself, its like his brain shuts off completely, all rational thoughts leave him until the only thoughts he’s having are about you and all he can think about is touching himself.

I mean, it has been two weeks since he’s come.

God, apparently, I can embarrass myself further, the thinks as he slowly unzips his pants, trying to make as little noise as possible to not disturb you two. As soon as his zipper is down far enough, he quickly pushes his pants and boxers down enough for his cock to spring free.

He sucks in a breath as the cool air hits his hard, oversensitive cock. He tightly grasps the base of it as you and Eddie let out particularly loud moans and grunts. Steve thinks Eddie must’ve hit that particularly sensitive spot inside you.

Steve licks a long stripe up his palm, wetting it before smearing it along his length. He grips himself, thrusting in time with Eddie’s thrusts.

Eddie then picks up his pace, pulling out slow and slamming into you. You practically scream each time Eddie’s dick meets deep inside of you.

Steve stuffs his left fist in his mouth, biting down to stop from moaning. This is the closest he’s been in two weeks, just from watching you both.

Eddie reaches around to your clit, rubbing tight circles on the swollen bud. “Oh, yes sweetheart, you’re clenchin’ me so good.” You scream out and jerk your hips in response.

“God, I’m gonna cum from your vice grip on my cock babe, this pretty pussy gonna cum all over me? Fuckin’ soak my dick?”

“Yes Eddie!” you practically scream, “’m so close, want you to cum Eddie please.”

Steve loved seeing you both like this. Just completely relaxed and lost in pleasure with each other, maybe even more than he loved seeing you both pleasuring him. He was so close, hand faltering as he tried to hold of his impending orgasm. It was hard though as he was so desperate to just finally cum.

“aw fuck,” Eddie blurted out suddenly, “I’m gonna cum sweetheart, gonna fill up this little pussy.”

“yes, Eddie. Wanna feel you- wanna feel you fill me up. ‘m gonna cum soon Eddie please don’t stop.”

Eddie came from your words with a grunt, Steve following shortly after with a whimper he tried his best to hide. Eddie kept up his movements, groaning at the overstimulation but determined to make you cum.

“That’s it baby,” he encouraged as he came shortly after, gushing around him as you screamed his name. “Cum around me, soak this fucking dick… Make sure you put on a good show for Stevie.”

All the blood left Steve’s face at the mention of his name. He quickly stuffed himself back in his pants and did up his zipper as you collapsed on the bed, still coming down from your high and turning your head to the left, meeting his eyes.

Eddie smoothed his hand over your hair, thumb rubbing your cheek before he hopped up, making his way over to Steve. He opened the door slightly, leaning on the frame. Steve looked down at the floor playing with his fingers, too ashamed to meet his eyes.

No way this was happening again. Steve knew now you’d both never forgive him.

Eddie reached out his hand and tilted Steve’s chin up to meet his gaze, eyes soft. “Was wondering how long it’d take you to come join us Harrington” he said mischievously, grabbing Steve’s hand and dragging him inside.

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[cowboybeepboop]

Late Night Fantasy

“Princess, is this okay?” “That’s my good girl,”

Pairing: Steve Harrington x AFAB reader

Genre: romantic smut

Word count: 2066

Summary: An innocent sleepover turns to something less than innocent

Warnings: perv steve, perv steve as your bff, play fighting, not proof read, masturbating, just oral sex, sappy ending, lots of lovey-dovey nicknames

a/n: i see a lot of like Eddie being a perv as your best friend and I could not find much steve as a pervy best friend so in the same fashion as how this started (me writing smut), I’ll just do it myself. Also this literally took like 4 months to write and idk why. Since I’m on break I’ll hopefully be uploading more frequently <3

We’re just friends.

We're just friends.

We're just friends.

Steve repeats the same thing over and over again, barely being able to keep his mind off of you. It didn't help that you showed up on his doorstep in a soaked white t-shirt with a bright red bra underneath, it especially didn't help that he knew you were naked 50 feet away from him in his shower. It was almost like you did it on purpose. Like you knew he wouldn't be able to keep his thoughts pure.

For fucks sake. He runs a hand through his hair while slouching on his couch, he grabs the remote flipping through every channel until he finds some romance movie that he could cringe at. Because at least that would stunt his erection.

That was until you came into the living room, wearing his shirt and sweatpants, you smelled like him, you were wearing his clothes. Holy hell did he love this.

“Oh my god steve, I cant believe youre watching this without me.” you plop down next to him on the couch, drying your hair with the towel he gave you.

“Hm?” his eyes flicker to the screen, “Oh, yeah it was the only decent thing on.” he shrugs.

“Sure, sure.” you smirk, “I’m sure you were totally uninterested in seeing this hunk fall for his best friend who has been there all along, waiting for him to just notice her,” your tone is sarcastic and dramatic all at once.

“Y/N shut the fuck up,” he rolls his eyes and reaches for the remote.

“Wow Steve, no reason to resort to foul language,” you steal the remote from him, putting it on the other side of you.

“Give that back,” he furrows his eyebrows while crossing his arms over his chest.

“And what if I don't wanna?” you bat your eyelashes innocently and pout your lips. He leans over you grabbing the remote, you push him back, straddling his hips as you take it away. “Steveee, I’m watching this. Don’t be cruel,”

“I’ll let you watch it as long as you never whine again, you know I hate that shit.” you smile sweetly.

“I know,” you pat his cheek lightly, “it always makes you cave.” his hands rest on your hips, his body wants to grind them against his, but his brain is fighting every urge.

You shimmy off his lap, turning your attention back to the tv, Steve sits up and pulls your legs onto his lap.

“You'll be more comfortable laying down,” he nods, proud of his stupid excuse. You shrug it off fully laying down, his hands run up and down your legs.

Steve is driving himself insane. Why did he want your body on his, he knew it would give him a raging boner if your thigh was almost touching his dick, he felt like roaming his hands on your legs was taking advantage of you in some way.

God hes a fucking pervert and he knows it. He just doesn't care anymore.

Steve notices you sleeping, this makes him smile to himself. He turns off the tv and picks you up bridal style, carrying you to his room. He lightly tosses you onto the bed, pulling the covers off so he can cover you up later, he pulls off the sweats you were wearing.

Harrington chews on his bottom lip softly as his thoughts run wild, on one hand he should probably deal with his boner before you wake up, but on the other hand youd probably freak the fuck out if you woke up alone in a bed you werent previously on.

“Baby,” Steve whispers into your ear as he pulls up the blanket, covering you up. You groan quietly and turn to face away from him, “Y/N,” he tries again.

“What is it,” you mumble, half asleep.

“I’m going to take a shower,” rolling over you look at him sleepily. “Okay?” Steve questions softly, nodding in response you pull the covers over your head.

“Don’t take too long, Stevie.” Harrington practically sprints to his bathroom, he turns the shower on and strips. As soon as he takes his boxers off his dick jumps straight up, he sighs running a hand through his hair whilst biting on his lower lip.

Around 5 minutes pass with you tossing and turning before you give up on trying to fall back asleep, sitting up you cross your arms over your chest yawning quietly. Soft groans fill the air causing you to perk up, looking in the direction that they’re coming from, you slow your breathing trying to stay as silent as possible.

Steve groans out your name and you hop out of the bed, knocking on the bathroom door, “Harrington, is everything alright?” shit, shit, shit. His thoughts run all over the place, he hisses silently while keeping his hand around his cock.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t it be?” Steve swallows a moan as he pictures you on your knees in front of him, your pretty little lips wrapped around his dick, leaving lipstick rings on his flesh.

“I heard some groaning, and I thought I heard my name. Are you sure you’re alright?” your hand is wrapped around the golden doorknob as you press your ear into the door.

“Mhm, everything is 100% okay,” Steve tries to keep his voice as normal as possible, though it shakes a bit as his movements become sloppier.

“Can I come in? Just so we can talk or something. It’s too quiet in your room,” Harrington’s eyebrows furrow as he throws his head back against the tiles, warm water spilling all over his chest.

“Of course, Angel,” his voice is barely loud enough to hear over the running water. Nevertheless, you open the door and take a seat on the lid of the toilet. Even though you came inside with the disguise of having a conversation, the room stays silent other than the shower running.

“Could you hand me a towel?” Steve sighs quietly, he’ll just have to have blue balls until you fall back asleep and he can sneak away again. You squeeze your eyes shut as you open the shower curtain to hand him the towel. “What darlin? Not even gonna try to sneak a peek?”

“Steve, don’t even joke about that,” his eyes trail over your body. You turn your back to him, keeping your eyes on the wall. He wraps his arms around your back, flooding your senses with the smell of his body wash and shampoo.

“You’re getting my shirt wet,” you pull at his arms, trying to remove them from your waist.

“I can get other things wet too,” Steve whispers into your ear, chills run down your spine as your face turns red.

“Steve!” you laugh softly while shaking your head. “You’re so childish,” your body relaxes into his.

“Y/N,” Harringtons voice is low as his lips hover over your nape, he moves a hand lower on your hip, squeezing gently. “I’m serious,” he presses a kiss onto your neck, “stop me if you’re uncomfortable, okay?” his hand slips into your panties, using two fingers he runs them between your folds.

Your legs close subconsciously as you lean your head back against his shoulder, eyes tightly shut and lips parted. Steve pushes a finger into your hole, rubbing your clit with his thumb. “This okay, Sunshine?” using his free arm, he squeezes your breast.

“Mhm,” you bite down on your lower lip, moaning softly. Steve kisses the back of your neck, finger fucking you gently.

He inserts a second finger, widening his pointer and middle finger to stretch you out, you grasp onto his upper arm while trying to hold back moans.

“Let me hear you,” he whispers into your ear before biting on your earlobe, “don’t hold back, Y/N.” Harrington kisses your jawline, pulling your face to his, your eyes lock with his. “Fuck Y/N,” he kisses you passionately, pulling his hand from your panties and flipping you around.

Your fingers tangle into his hair while Steve's hands cup your ass. He lifts you up letting you wrap your legs around his waist. He carries you into his bedroom, laying you down on the bed gently, his fingers hook around the waistband of your panties.

Harrington leans over your body, leaving a trail of kisses as he lowers himself onto his knees and pulls your hips to the edge of his bed. Steve brushes his lips over your hip bones, he pulls your panties off, throwing them to the side.

“Princess, is this okay?” he locks eyes with you, his breath fanning over your pussy. You nod rapidly while leaning your head back, “I wanna hear you say it,” he leans away from you.

“Steve, Steve, please. I want this, I want you, please,” he smirks, dipping his head down, he sucks dark marks into your thighs.

“That’s my good girl,” wrapping his arms around your legs he spreads them wide, he kisses wet kisses up your thighs sucking in a deep breath as he reaches your throbbing clit.

Your body twitches in anticipation, he licks a long stripe between your folds, his lips landing on your pink nub. Harrington sucks on your clit gently, pressing his nose into your warm flesh.

You moan loudly, arching your body into him, “oh god,” he flicks his tongue against the sensitive bud. Sending shivers all over your body, his fingertips squeeze into your flesh.

Steve pushes two fingers into your cunt, moving them in and out at an achingly slow pace, he sticks his tongue under your clit hood. Running the tip back and forth, before flicking upwards, he used his thumbs to keep your pussy lips spread. You feel a pressure building in your core, like an itch in your gut.

“Cum for my baby.. I want to taste you, my pretty girl,” he mumbles against your sweaty skin as sensations continue to build in my core demanding release. You tangle your fingers in his hair pulling him as close as you can.

He rubs the tip of his nose at the right angle into the sensitive bundle, hitting just the right spot. Your body shakes, you try to pull away as an itchy feeling of ecstasy takes over your brain, he presses his thumb onto your clit, rubbing circles. You moan loudly as the itch starts to become overwhelming but he won't let up, he keeps pushing and prodding until cum spills out of your pulsing hole.

He licks up every last bit of cum he can, he wipes his mouth with a proud expression painted on his face, leaving his fingers to keep playing with your pussy pushing the orgasm further. Steve sits you up and brushes your hair back with his clean hand, tucking the loose strands behind your ear.

“God, you’re so hot like this,” his voice is low and hoarse. Steve presses kisses on your collarbones, he pulls you into his lap.

“Steve..” you mumble against his chest, he lays back and pulls you against him.

“Yeah baby?” His hand reaches up to your head caressing your hair softly, “if you’re tired, then sleep” he whispers softly.

You press both hands against his lower stomach, lifting yourself off of him “not yet,” you move between his legs taking his hard dick in your hand, you peer up at him innocently as you wrap your lips around his tip. Steve moans while he wraps his fingers in your hair, pulling at the roots.

“Fuck, I’ve been dreaming about this forever.” he grunts as you start to lower yourself on his length, pushing it in as far as you can. His hips buck up into your mouth, “Darlin’ it won’t take much to get me off, you don’t have-” he cuts himself off as you begin bobbing your head up and down on his dick.

Much to his own dismay it took just a few minutes before he came, his eyebrows furrowed as his chest rises and falls rapidly. Steve grasps your arms gently and guides you onto him, he wraps his arms around you pulling you in for a hug. “Let’s sleep, Y/N”, he mumbles into your ear, closing his eyes.

You nod against him, your eyes begin to feel tired as the sound of his heart beat draws you to sleep.

#reader x steve smut #steve harrington x reader smut #steve harrington x reader #stranger things #stranger things smut #steve harrington smut #steve harrington #stranger things season four #perv best friend

[fantasticallyfruity4]

@kafkian THIS IS SUCH A POINT

Bb boy wants to be owned. Claimed.

It’s about feeling genuinely wanted.

He’s e ever felt so truly wanted for himself before. For his status, maybe, but not for him.

Feeling actually desired, genuinely liked and dare he say loved. Bb boy is fucking traumatized and his past relationships haven’t been great. So eddie being like “this is my boyfriend.” “My boy” praising him with ‘my’ before anything (my baby boy, my sweetheart, my good boy, my Angel, my baby, my darling, I can go on and on) Is just heroin to this boy. He’s like a puppy with a wagging tail whenever he hears it. Words of affirmation are this boys love language.

Having his thigh squeezed in the car? He will die happily now, thank you. Even better when Eddie does it on the couch of a party where he’s dealing with Steve at his side. He may not be talking to him much while he works but he reminds Steve he knows he’s there, that he’s happy he’s there and it does it for Steve.

Hickies on his neck? Yup, he’s ascending as we speak. He loves being marked up. At first eddie felt bad if he left a mark, but the first time he saw Steve investigating his hickies in the mirror with blown pupils, Eddie realized it was okay.

And being more than welcome to do the same to Eddie is just as heady for him. Worlds best high. Eddie wants him to mark his neck up too. To let Everyone know he’s someone to someone. That he’s someone’s man. Eddie takes Steve’s clothes as much as steve takes Eddie’s. Eddie jokingly called himself Steve’s bitch a few times and Steve’s not proud of how that made him feel.

Eddie never called steve his bitch… but Steve’s thought about it once in the shower… maybe he should tell Eddie about that.

Eddie and him were once fighting and Eddie crowded him back against the wall, got in his face and whispered “what are you gonna do, huh? You think you’re actually gonna leave me over this? You won’t. Your fucking dick whipped”.

And it wasn’t a very serious fight, they had both been pretty stressed- Steve’s parents were hanging around way more lately and Eddie had been moving more product than ever which was more stressful than he’d expected- and the littlest thing led to a quarrel- it was over fucking dishes and what went in the washer and didn’t- and maybe they were both a little bitchy because they hadn’t found the time to screw in like, three fucking days-, and they both kept rolling their eyes and speaking under their breath and it just escalated. Alls well that ends well, though, and Steve was bent over the counter with Eddie’s hand on his back pushing down, while he was begging for the dick he was so whipped for in half a minute. They both just needed some dick therapy but good. Once they went three rounds they were pretty relaxed, pretty chill. Once Steve’s back was covered in red marks, he was a lot less inclined to pick a fight. The bite marks on his neck and shoulders were more than welcome. The ache in his hips and legs, he was very content with the reminders of Eddie.

The memories of the other man grunting dirty, possessive words in his ear would keep him satisfied for a long time. Would fill his mental spank bank for years.

“Your fucking mine, get it? You’re not fucking going anywhere” “look at you, like a little slut, your fucking addicted to me baby. It’s pathetic. It’s okay, I’m just as fucking addicted to you” “you’ve got me just as whipped as I’ve got you, damn it”

Yeah. Steve liked feeling owned.

#steddie

[thorniest-rose]

Steve's love language would be to cook Eddie a three course dinner then when dessert is done suck his dick. Eddie jokingly calls him his good little housewife and Steve blows his load without even being touched 💗

#steddie #this is canon the duffer bros told me

[cherrielip]

give me you

pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: eddie teaches you how to play a guitar and it turns into something more interesting than that 

warning: 18+, no minors!; cursing; kissing, sexually explicit language, fem penetration; not beta’d

p.s. as always if you enjoy like and reblog <3

p.s.s. honestly, I'm just having fun writing this, so don't judge me :)

Rain was splattering outside, and piercing gusts of wind shook the trees above the trailer park. You looked out the window, skies full of crimson, ominous and black.

‘Don’t worry, mum’ you smiled against the telephone head ‘I’ll be at Eddie's for a bit, just until rain calms down’

You sat on the bed, knees pulled to your chest. Fingers twirled the telephone cord as you reassured your mother that nothing would happen to you.

‘Your mum is freaking out that her sweet girl is hanging out with a freak like me?’ Eddie stopped in a door frame, smirking at you. 

‘Well, you have quite a reputation, mister’ you grinned, jokingly throwing a pillow at him.

‘Do I now?’ Eddie arched his brow slyly. 

‘Yes,’ you licked your lips.

You slowly exhaled, watching Eddie’s eyes draw to your mouth. 

Of course, the infamous dungeon master doesn’t have to do anything with those dirty talks about him at school, you think slightly annoyed. Besides being a dealer, Eddie is the sweetest guy you’ve ever known. Get you the best deals ever? Sure, any time. Flattery worked with him he said once, making your cheeks flush rosy red. You were sure it wasn’t just flattery but because Eddie had a heart of gold. Lend you his records for an unlimited period of time? ‘There you go, angel’ 

Pick your tipsy ass up from one of Steve's (ugh why do you talk with him, princess?) stupid parties and drive you home? ‘Gotta make sure my girl is safe’

Yes, the sweetest guy you knew. The guy you have fallen in love with as your mum claimed but you only dismissed it, shaking your head. 

‘So, ready to learn a bit of magic?’ Eddie leans over you, arm reaching out to his guitar laying on the bed. His Hellfire shirt rides up slightly above the buckle of the belt, exposing a sliver of pale skin. A thin line of dark hair hides down his jeans and you swallow heavily, trying to stay composed. 

Jesus Christ, he was attractive. A tight knot starts to build up down your belly and you close your eyes for a second.

Eddie climbs up onto the bed, sitting behind you. His legs swing off each side of your tighs, as he brings the guitar to your lap. You feel his firm chest against your back and his crotch pressing into your lower back. He’s warm. You can feel Eddie’s breathing tickling little hairs at the back of your neck as he plants his chin on your shoulder.

‘Babe?’ he calls softly, waking you up from the trance. 

You nod, knitting your eyebrows together.

‘Show me, Eds’

Eddie circles his arms around yours, gently positioning your fingers over the guitar neck. His slightly calloused fingers warm against your hands and you watch them bewitched. Eddie guides your fingers to the right music chord, his right-hand covers yours bringing it close to the strings over the belly of his guitar.

You swear you could hear Eddie’s breathing hitch slightly as his chin rested on your shoulder. 

‘Like this, y/n’ he whispers quietly from behind you, fingers pressing into yours. It feels carnally intimate, more than anything else you have done with any of the boys, and you gulp down.

‘Like this?’ your voice is hoarse, it breaks mid-sentence when Eddie fidgets, the buckle of his belt pushes into the skin of your bare back.

 The hem of your t-shirt rose up, the cold metal of Eddie’s belt sending goosebumps all over your back. You could bet you felt his dick hardening against you. 

            Goddamit. 

 ‘Mmhh’ Eddie murmurs in approval, lips grazing over your shoulder, as you manage to produce some kind of melody. You shiver, wetness pooling between your thighs. He whimpers slightly when you buckle back, your bottom pushing into his dick. Holy shit.

‘Sorry’ you mumble, turning your head slightly. You accidentally hit his chin, breath heavy over his skin. 

‘Fuck’ Eddie clenches his jaw, hard beneath you. He quickly releases you from the position you’ve been prisoned for last minutes, setting the guitar aside. 

‘I- I have to piss.’ He lets out a shaky breath, scrambling himself from the bed. You catch his eyes glued to your heavily rising chest, nipples poking from the thin fabric of the shirt you’re wearing. You are hot with desire and somehow you know Eddie needs more than just peeing in the bathroom. The bulge of his dick is tight against the black jeans fabric and his face blushing in pink perfection. 

That is when you reach out, grabbing his hand, pulling down. Eddie stumbles almost falling over you.

‘What the fuck?’ He hisses, body crushing yours. His face inches away from yours, he looks bemused when your hands snake around his neck.

‘Eddie..?’ you sound ecstatic. His eyelashes flutter as he watches your lips move as if it was the prettiest sight he’s ever laid his eyes upon. 

‘Yes?’ he chuckles softly, towering over you. 

Your body is shaking and you only manage to whisper what has been inside your head all evening.

‘If I had told you that I want you, would that be so awful for our friendship?’ 

There. There it was. Laid down for him. Raw and open. The same as you sprawled down underneath him right now.

‘Fucking hell…’ 

He shakes his head astonished, his brain goes blank for a moment. 

‘I- Jesus, baby…’ he pants,  ‘You’re so hot you know that’ 

Eyes dark with lust no doubt and you exhale in relief at the sight of him. Eddie is at the loss of words.  

‘And..?’ you whisper, fingers running through his frizzy hair. 

‘Y/n, you’re my best friend’ he states, ‘I possibly couldn’t’ 

You whimper, as he breaks loose from your grip, standing upright in front of you. The dim light inside Eddie’s room gently hugs his tall posture. He runs his hand through his hair, trying to compose his breathing. 

‘Don’t you want me?’ your hand darts up to your belly, slightly lifting the hem of your t-shirt. You have never done anything remotely so erotic and dirty at the same time. And you blush like a tomato but hope it is invisible in the dark colours of the room. Eddie groans, closing his eyes, eyebrow furrowed. 

‘Do you like me, Eddie?’ you lick your lips, a nervous giggle coming up your throat. ‘Not as a friend, as a girl..?’

Eddie’s groaning again, now pacing the room. He stops again, looking down at you hungrily.

‘Ah fuck…’ his voice shaky. ‘I do but I might regret saying it, angel’ 

He looks overwhelmed. Nervous? 

Oh my god. 

‘Good’ you swallow slowly, and your legs fall open. ‘I promise it won’t ruin our friendship’

Eddie’s hypnotized. Bewitched. Drunk on the sight of you giving yourself so willingly and eagerly. 

The world stops for a second and then falls apart as you whisper.

‘Then fuck me, Eddie, please’

He chokes on air but the view you’re giving him brings him back to life. Your words shoot straight into his groin, boiling his blood, as he strips himself of the shirt, throwing it over his head.

You’re offering him all you have, everything of you there is, hoping he’d take it all. 

Eddie leans over you, running his palm from your ankle all the way up to your hip. Thumb stroking at the soft skin where your hip meets the torso, and you whimper greedily.

Cold rings brush against your skin. Fuck.

Your skirt rode up to your waist, giving full access to your panties. 

Suddenly, he stops, eyes serious. Eddie looks down at you. His hair tickles your cheeks and you scrunch your nose.

He smiles, planting a soft kiss on it. And it is so loving, so gentle that you come undone.

‘Are you sure, princess?’ He asks softly. ‘Because I need you to know that I want you too, hell, I always did, but if you are not…’ 

You kiss him hard. It’s messy, greedy, needy. You feel your pussy throbbing painfully at the emptiness and you buckle your hips up, pressing yourself into Eddie. 

He chuckles and pulls away, your lips part with a wet sound.   

‘Can’t believe I’m about to fuck the most beautiful girl in a whole world’ Eddie smiles, hands buried under your t-shirt. Now he’s almost crushing you with his weight, cupping your breasts, he moves his hips forward. Heads bumping, you mewl like a cat, as his clothed dick grinds over your pussy. 

Ache spreading deep inside your belly, you softly moan as Eddie speeds out the friction against your soaked panties.      

‘Oh my fucking God…’ he chokes out as you sync in with his rhythm.

You whimper desperately wanting more as your lips glide over his neck. Eddie pants, hand travels between your thighs.

A sobbing cry escapes your lips when his fingers circle your clit.

‘Jesus…’ he whispers as he feels the wetness of you. Lifting himself up, Eddie yanks his jeans down his hips, enough for his dick to spring out. 

You can’t breathe. You pant, reaching out, but Eddie stops you midway.

‘Wait, baby’ he huffs, fishing a condom out of the desk drawer.

‘Yes?’ he searches your face for approval seconds later and as you nod, guides himself inside you.

You groan lowly, and he scoops you up, forehead pushing into yours.

‘That’s it, angel?’

You only manage to shake your head ‘Yes’ paralyzed by the feeling of him moving inside you. By how beautiful he looked right now. By how good he felt.

All you can do is gasping for the air as a fish brought ashore while his hips pinning you down. 

Yes. Eddie, yes. 

God.

The tension builds up in your belly, walls tightening and everything explodes in a million colourful rays behind your shut eyelids.

Eddie’s wet mouth on your neck, marking you from this day on and forever. He’s rolling his hips one, two, three, four… And collapses down on you, face buried into your neck.

‘Fuck’ he chuckles, sloppily kissing your chin. 

‘We’re still best friends?’ you laugh, thumb sweeping sweat-stuck hair from his forehead. 

Slowly pulling out of you, Eddie doesn’t break eye contact, as he whispers:

‘Hell no, baby, we’re more than that now’

#eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x you #stranger things fic #x reader #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fics #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fluff #stranger things s4 #eddie munson imagines #eddie munson reader insert #eddie the freak munson #stranger things season 4 #eddie munson fan fiction #stranger things x reader #stranger things x you #eddie munson one shot #eddie munson fanfic

[therealmilfdennys]

SFW and NSFW headcanons for the ST boys I write for lol

I want! To do one of these for everyone I write for but this is fresh on my mind so it's first lol. Eddie, Billy, and Steve are included. I wanted to post this before some of my asks so you know what you're getting lol. Anyway! CW: Feminization, trauma mention, nightmares, scars, and season 3 spoilers, cockwarming, crying, panty stealing, exhibitionism sort of, billy's mommy issues, more crying, let men bottom. Written with top!reader in mind, mostly gender-neutral but AFAB based (I write what I know) if there's more Please let me know.

Steve Harrington SFW 

He hates being alone in that big house, so hes either holding you hostage or he’s always at yours. 

Says he HATES spending time with the kids but is the first to defend them in any situation, even if You have something negative to say about them.

I think the whole ‘six nuggets’ speech was WAY out of character but like, I think Steve deserves ONE baby as a treat. Or maybe he’s the honorary uncle to one of Nancy’s kids lol. He’d be a sick ass uncle.

He Does in fact love PDA, he’s a touchy feely guy (post season one, at least Genuinely) 

His love language is physical touch(receiving) and gift giving(giving). HIs parents were always trying to ‘make up’ for not being there with gifts (the BMW was from the Florence trip, two whole months by himself with little to no contact.)

He really likes movie dates, be it renting a tape and staying at his or yours OR going out and catching one at the theater. He got weirdly into film after working at Family Video.

His favorite candy is anything banana flavored (laffy taffy is the top spot).

He likes pepsi over coke and Is pretentious about it. 

I ama  firm believer that he has a full skin/hair/night/morning routine that he is ADAMANT about. HE has a toiletry bag bigger than his overnight bag that he carries his “essentials” in if he stays over at yours/Eddie’s. 

Speaking of Eddie they got weirdly close after the whole Vecna thing so if you’re dating Steve congrats you have a a new bestie :) Eddie will offer you joints you do Not have to accept. 

Steve is a fan of thicker people I’m sorry I dont make the rules. They all are but Speficially Steve and Billy lol. 

He gets really bad nightmares about the demogorgons sometimes, sleeps with the bat next to him most nights. “Just in case, babe. Can’t be too careful.”  

Was a bug kid, and WAS friends with Eddie in elementary school I will die on this hill. They used to make bug palaces on the playground someone please ask e about this for the love of fuc-

HIs favorite book is The Outsiders :) He doesn’t and didn’t read a lot but that is one of the few books that can grab his attention and keep it. Got very excited when the movie came out and it is one of his favorites :)

First guy crush was Rob Lowe he “Just thought he was badass.” uhhh okay Stevie we get it.

Boyfriend Material to a fucking T. You need someone to help grocery shop? He’s there. Help move furniture? He’s there? Sad? He’s there and he’s making stupid jokes and calling you pretty and kissing your eyelids. 

He lets you wear his clothes and encourages it. Will have a fashion show with your clothes to make you feel better about it if you’re insecure. 

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Firmly believe there isn’t a mean bone in this mans body. He couldn’t bully you into submission if he wanted to he’d feel too bad.

He’s a simp to the bone. All you have to do is put on the puppy eyes and the “Please Stevie?” And he melts.

I’d call him the pussy eating king but Eddie Munson holds that title so Steve is the Pussy Eating Prince? 

I don’t think he’s a dom by any means, but I DO think he’d be a service top. 

“Baby cum for me please? Wanna feel it. Need to see you cum, look so pretty when you do.” and “So fuckin’ tight, so wet and pretty and perfect. Doin’ so good for me.”

Praise!! Kink!!! Both giving and receiving! Pull on his hair and call him a good boy and he’ll whimper so pretty. 

Big Dick. I don’t remember where I read the headcanon that Steve has a huge dick but i fuckin ran with it so now he does :). Its pretty too. 

He likes slow and sleepy sex over anything else. The sex where you guys are like, trying to fuck but end up just cuddling and kinda grinding against eachother? *chef’s kiss*

Big fan of cockwarming :) sometimes he’s just so needy and you’re busy with work stuff, or college stuff or you’re just reading and he’s all 

“Can I please just put it in? Don’t even have to move, jus’ wanna be close baby.” 

He’s shit at dirty talk but he tries okay?

“Steve we talked about the shitty porn dialouge baby.” “Yeah, yeah sorry.” 

BIg fan of giggling during sex? He just thinks you’re so pretty and he gets these big goofy smiles that are all teeth and yeah. 

When he cums he’s loud as fuck. He’s vocal in general but he gets LOUD when he’s close. He whines and whimpers and huffs out these little moans. HIs tummy gets all tense and his hips jerk and he’s trying so hard not to cry out and beg. 

“Gun’ cum baby, please? Guna’cum for’ya please.” 

Tears up if its really good or if you edged him lol. 

All in All a nice guy to fuck and Date i wont him. 

Eddie Munson SFW :)

Will make you a mixtape way before you start dating and if you listen hard enough that was his original confession. 

He likes to make NPC's in his campaigns based off of you :) whether they be random passerby or main baddies. 

Doesnt matter what shape, size, gender, ethnicity, race anything. If Eddie falls for you? He's All In. He loves HARD and he doesnt give a shit about consequences. 

His queer awakening was Slash lol

Probably autistic, but its the 80's and its rural Indiana so. No Outlet for that. 

His best friend is 100% Dustin they hang out regularly. He's trying (slowly hut surely) to teach Dustin some guitar stuff. 

Eddies idea of a date is driving out to empty fields in the van with some burgers and a joint or two and stargazing. He knows a lot about astrology and definitely shows off his knowledge. 

He's a cuddle bug. Leeches your warmth in the winter and sticks to your sweaty skin during the summer. If he's not sleeping flush against you hes whiney as fuck. 

He likes to wrap his arms around you from the back when you guys are just standin' places. He's a lil lanky so he just kinda curls himself around you, no matter if you're taller or shorter than him. 

he likes to call you "your majesty" a lot, and not in a condescending way. 

"you're royalty babydoll, should be treated that way" hands you a rock he thought you'd like.

hes very much the 'crow friend' if you've seen those tiktoks?

keeps a box of shiny stuff, fancy rocks, funky sticks, jars, and weird shit he found that he likes to show you sometimes and give you if he thinks you'll like it. 

very sensitive to rejection, has attachment issues. 

his parents left when they realized he was getting caught too often doing illegal shit for them so they dipped and he took it to heart. 

still convinced Wayne thinks he's a burden

please kiss his cheeks and play with his hair and call him pretty he blushes so nice. 

he gets freckles during the summer and a REALLY nice tan if hes out enough. 

never learned how to swim correctly, is self taught. 

used to chew on his hair and still does if he's Very upset or close to a meltdown. 

NSFW

umm bottom lol sorry

or a pushover service top

i cannot see him as a massive sadist it doesnt fit im sorry

likes to dress up sometimes :) likes feeling pretty and dainty 

he just hangs around naked sometimes? he seems the type to me?

PUSSY!! EATING!! KING!! 

eats pussy for HIS pleasure and will go till he gets lockjaw and THEN some. 

the one on this list who Knows how to make AFABs squirt. and is PROUD of it. 

is actually very shy? knows people dont like him usually and is worried its a prank. 

wants his ass ate sorry not sorry it had to be said. he thinks it would feel fucking amazing and he deserves it. 

he LOVES being ridden, titties bouncin' in his face, tummy jigglin' for him to grab onto. he fuckin ADORES it. 

hes GRABBY. he grabs at your ass, hips, thighs, stomach, shoulders. Anything He Can. he just gets so needy 

he begs so pretty. loves being overstimulated and gets shakey after his first orgasm but wont stop you till hes cumming dry. 

"cm-cmon..can…i can c-cum again bab-baby i can. puh-puh-promise i can." 

LOVES when you baby talk him but like, in a condescending way? 

"oh sweet thing :( just gotta cum so bad huh? couldnt wait could you, just had to act like a needy slut, yeah?" "mhm, mhm, needy..needed it, so bad. so bad." 

drools lol hes like A Dog. his legs get shakey and his head rolls and he grins like a maniac and theres spit dripping down his chin and im <3

loves to finger you, anywhere, really. and loves when you just shove a hand down his pants and jack him off. 

the kinda guy who would refer to your pussy as "his girl" 

He’s a fuckin perv. Steals your undies and has a stash of them for ‘safe keeping’. Porn mags out the ass. Normal ole teenage boy stuff lol. 

he'd let you use his dick as a stim toy /hj

Billy Hargrove SFW

Boy is an ASSHOLE okay? lives to bully and tease you at first (and even after you're dating but then its affectionate) 

He has a lot of resentment towards positive female/female presenting roles in his life because of his mom i think? and he REALLY has to work on that shit, and if you have the heart to help him with that you're a saint. 

I think the best approach would be to help him from outside. Let him do some introspective shit and just kinda. Guide him. 

Okay so he knows hes a dick, hes trying to get better this is prime, please ask HIM out time. 

He will get so incredibly flustered if you ask him out on a date or something he wont know what to do. 

Hes used to being the flashy one. The Stud. the Untouchable. A Lot of internalzed homophobia in this bad boy. Toxic Masculinity ftw

After the Mindflayer he is a Lot different and i really want to write my specific headcanons and ideas on how he survived/what happened after lol

Hes more subdued, he's quiter, he doesnt lash out as much. He's still, ragey, obviously but its toned down a lot. 

He's not quite as outgoing either, which Max helps a lot with. They get close. 

You and him get closer too. 

I think you guys start as FWB and escalate from there because what ELSE would happen with Billy Hargrove. 

Uhhh he secretly likes rom coms sorry not sorry. 

He LOVES sixteen candles its one of his favorites. 

his queer awakening was :) tom cruise in top gun, that basic bitch. 

he likes when you call him baby/baby boy a LOT. 

he gets FRECKLED in the summer. He tans so pretty and he gets a nice little flush/sunburn on his cheeks and ears that makes him glow. He really thrives in the summer. 

City Boy. Has never seen a cow irl until Hawkins and is terrified of them, please show him they are gentle giants. 

He likes to go to drive ins (and make out) for dates before the mindflayer. He still likes to do that AFTER the mindflayer but hes much more a homebody now so he really likes napping together. 

calls you bitch but affectionately. 

is an AVID reader actually? i love the headcanon that Billy is Wicked smart so i like to think he reads alot. 

he likes period romances (jane austen is his GIRL)

he thinks cooking together is the height of domesticity and at first it freaked him tf out how much he liked doing it with you. now he eases into so quickly its a little funny. 

feral mountain lion turned a little less feral house cat energy.

likes when you call him Bills :)

Likes to walk with his hand in your back pocket and yours in his. 

NSFW

So at first, he's hyper-dominant. Won't let you even Ride him. He's in his head about it 100% he doesnt want you to think he's weak. Men dont take it like that. 

He soon learns you VERY much like it when he's crying for you  

Hes a power bottom i wont take arguments. 

He's also a fuckin BRAT. Needs you to put him in his place but Gently. Needs a firm hand but do Not raise your voice at him or he shuts down. 

It takes a while before he trusts you enough to let you see this side of him and you need to respect that. He will come to you when he's ready. 

He knows hes pretty and he uses it against you. Flutters his eyelashes and smiles all pretty and puffs his chest out. Lays himself out to make himself real pretty. 

Praise tf out of him please he'll cry. 

"Oh pretty baby, you're doin' so good :) such a perfect boy for me. feel so good in me handsome." He's tearing up and nodding so hard. 

"Yeah. Yeah m'good. M'good boy. Doin' good." Under his breath with his eyes squeezed shut, white knuckling the sheets. 

Needs a lot of reassurance that you're feeling good. He spent a lot of time not really giving a shit if the girls he was with got off so with you? He's constantly. "Is that right? That feel good? Want more?" He wants to be perfect for you. 

Sometimes, after the nightmares are getting worse and he's so sleep-deprived he's cross eyed and he can't really think he needs you to take him apart and he goes so willingly.

He gets whimpery and almost immediately oversensitive. Like his cock is a livewire. His fingers and lips tremble and he's trying so hard to keep his eyes on you, to be a good boy. He goes pliant and soft and gets this silly little smile on his face. Eyes hazy and wet. He hums and nods and lets you do whatever. He knows he's safe. 

The scars ARE sensitive lol you heard it here folks. 

He doesnt fuck you with the lights on or fully naked for almost a year after he's fully healed. 

He rubs vitamin E oil and scar softner into the skin where he was attacked twice a day, every day, for a year before you get to see them. 

He breaks down when you call them pretty :) 

And you BETTER think he's still handsome or i'll find you istg /hj

Uhh, this may be a personal want of mine or a real headcanon but I think he would like to try makeup? Like a full glam rock, smokey eye red lip whole shebang. 

Fuck him so good his mascara runs. 

Prolly has a mommy kink but i’m not brave enough to write that (unless…)/hj

#stranger things season one #stranger things season two #billy hargrove #eddie munson #billy hargrove fluff #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #billy hargrove smut #i couldve mothered him :( #billy hargrove x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington fluff #stranger things season three #stranger things season four #bottom!billy hargrove #bottom!steve harrington #service top!steve harrington #bottom!eddie munson

[gothbitchshit]

The Fruity Four with a Hard of Hearing s/o

Warnings: none, just fluff

authors note: so I am hard of hearing, in case anyone wants to come at me about this, and these are based on my general experiences. Everyone’s experiences are different and I do not presume to know how someone else feels about their hearing loss/hearing problems, but hopefully someone sees this and feels as soft as I did writing it 🖤

Also I’ve never really written headcanons before? But might be something I’m open to doing in the future? Who’s to say. And per usual, my requests are open 💖

Steve

Would be the most empathetic of the bunch

Always makes sure you can see his lips or his hands

Will repeat himself at the first sight of your confusion

Literally does not care if he’s said the same thing 9000 times he just wants you to feel included

Will also repeat any jokes or fill you in on conversation gaps

If there’s one ear you hear out of better he makes sure he’s always on that side

But he also never makes you feel like a burden

And also never oversteps his boundaries

He knows exactly when to step in and when to let you handle things yourself

Someone isn’t being clear? he knows you got it covered

But as soon as someone starts to be a dick? Steve is feral protective bf mode

I also feel like his love language is words of affirmation

So communication is big for him, especially after his and Nancy’s breakup

So he makes sure to tell you explicitly in every way he can that he loves you

And that you’re perfect for him

And that even on your bad days when you feel guilty because Steve has definitely asked you what you want for dinner like 15 times in 10 minutes

He still wants to be with you and would never choose anyone over you

Overall, not like we didn’t expect this, but Steve would be the perfect partner

Eddie

Oh sweet, sweet Eddie.

First, he’d be distraught because “babe there’s so much good music! what do we do?”

Then he realizes you can still hear, not well and sometimes things are super distorted when it’s too quiet, but enough that you can still hear his music

Aaaaaaaand now he’s excited.

Oooooh boy he’s playing you music in the van and making you mixtapes you can listen to with your walkman

He realizes easily how different music registers to your ears, and what your likes and dislikes are, and makes it his mission to find you the best music he can find

Also, as we know, this sweet, sweet boy is so incredibly loud

And he’s always forgetting which side is worse for your hearing if you have one

So he’s just… louder in general

His sign language is also… not great

And he has a problem with looking around, covering his face, and not focusing on you when he’s talking

But he accepts the redirection when you grab his hands or his chin to bring him back to you

A shy smile growing on his face as he blushes and apologizes

And as long as you’re patient with him, he’s going to put in effort

I feel like he’d also be the best at getting your attention and making you feel included

Like he notices you’re zoning out at a party or during d&d and he wants your attention back?

He’s squeezing your hand under the table or tucking some hair behind your ear to bring you back

Never making a show of it, but always letting you know he’s always looking out for you

Reminding you that you’re always his focus

And after long days when you’re burnt out and your head hurts and everything is too much

He lets you rest his head against his chest and hums to you

The vibrations under your ear making you smile

His love language is also 10000% physical touch

Because he doesn’t need you to hear him say he loves you

When he does so many things that prove he does every day

Nancy

She is absolutely learning sign language and teaching it to everyone

She does NOT want her partner to feel left out

So she takes it upon herself to make sure you never do

She strikes me as someone who would cause a scene even if you ask her not to

Like you ask a waiter at a restaurant to repeat something more than once

And they joke “what are you deaf”

And you just look at Nancy and you know she’s gonna unleash hell

Sometimes its a little overwhelming because no one really means harm

But you can’t be too mad about it because you know she does it because she loves you

And she always looks so guilty after she’s calmed down because she knows she caused a scene

But if someone does mean harm? Ooooooh boy

You get to watch her tear them apart for you

And yes it’s as hot as you think

But she’s the one who would go so far out of her way to normalize everything for you

She even starts signing when she’s talking when you’re not around

Her love language would probs be acts of service so this fits right in

She’d be your biggest advocate in getting accommodations

And she’s also with you at every appointment

Taking extensive notes and asking questions

And when you’re overwhelmed she’s pulling your head into her lap

Scratching your scalp and gently massaging your temples

And you know that everything Nancy does for you is always out of love

Robin

She and Eddie are both peak chaos, a little prone to rambling and gesticulating

But like Robin said, her ears are little geniuses

And when she realizes you’re hard of hearing she is finding out exactly what pitches and tones are hardest for you to hear

She’s finding out exactly how loud she needs to be within 5 minutes of seeing you

And her articulation is always impeccable, even when she’s going off at the speed of light

Because she knows the better she articulates, the less you’ll have to ask her to repeat it.

Sign language either sticks in her brain immediately

Or learning it is like pulling teeth

Like proficient in a month or can’t remember how to ask where the bathroom is nearly a year later

But she puts in the effort for you

She’ll always put in the effort for you

She’d also be more on the chill side of the spectrum as an girlfriend too

A little like Steve in the way that she knows when to back down and when to help you out

But she’s waiting for the moment you look at her, eyes pleading for help before she steps in

And once she does, she’s super casual about it and not drawing attention

I feel like she’d also make jokes about it too for the drama

The cashier in the store is snippy with her? “how could you be so mean my partner is deaf!”

The person behind you in line at the movie theatre is being pushy? “They’re deaf can you chill?”

Yes she knows you’re not deaf it’s just easier to say that than explain you’re actually hard of hearing and everything that entails

Even when the situation absolutely doesn’t call for it

But it's all in good fun and she never uses it against you

Her love language to me seems like quality time

So any time you can spend with her, either in silence or not, is good to her

Because she loves you and loves being around you

#nancy wheeler x reader #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x reader #robin buckley x reader #stranger things fic #stranger things headcanon #nancy wheeler headcanon #steve harrington headcanon #eddie munson headcanon #robin buckley headcanon #stranger things fluff #eddie munson #Steve Harrington #Nancy wheeler #Robin Buckley

[sweet-villain]

Numbness Is My Friend~ E.M

Author's Note : I've asked Sarah ( @harrywavycurly) if I could write something based on this. She gave me her full permission and I am ready to break hearts.

Tags : : @ceriseheaven @josephquinnlover0 @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @stillfalling30minslater @alyisdead

My Master List is in This Area

Angst

You leaned back into your seat in your car feeling the fresh tears tugging at your eyes. It's been difficult to process all of this. The box with his name titled in the passenger seat sat with all his belonging, his rings, his lighters, his hoodie and everything else.

The thought of looking at it made you sick to your stomach.

Your eyes landed on the familiar house of Dustin Henderson. He became aware of what Eddie had done through Robin. She had texted you that he kissed another girl. Another girl, that wasn't you. He broke your heart in two and there was no going back to this. You can't forgive him even though you still love him.

Dustin had already knew you'd be dropping off Eddie's stuff at his house since you knew Eddie would be stopping by later like he usually does on Sundays.

Wiping your eyes with the sleeves of your long sleeve shirt, you didn't want Dustin to see that you've been crying. It was bad enough he had to learn what an asshole Eddie was after what he did to you.

You carried to box to his front door steps, holding it up on one knee as you knocked on his door. You averted your eyes from looking down at his things, too many memories and his scent made your stomach turn.

You didn't even notice the door being opened as Dustin stood there, his face blank and a sad look in his eyes.

" I'm here to drop this off" you thrusted the box into his hands wanting to get rid off it faster than ever. Dustin stumbled back as he glanced down at all of Eddie's things. He set it besides him as he turns to you.

" He's such a dick, he lost on someone great" Dustin tries to cheer you up with his words.

" Language Henderson, thank you. I think I'm going to go" you threw your thumb over your shoulder back at your car that stood next to the house.

Dustin nodded his head, " If there is anything I can do, please tell me. You're really an amazing friend and I hate what Eddie did to you."

" Thank you, I appreciate it" he couldn't help himself as he threw himself into your arms and buried his head into your stomach as he hugged you. You really could use one and a hug from Dustin Henderson was something you couldn't pass up on.

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You stared at the mood heart shape ring in the palm of your hands. This wasn't yours. It didn't even fit your finger for it to be yours. Everything runs through you like a bucket of cold water as tears filled your eyes.

How did he think this was yours?

" You there?" Robin asked as she threw you a worried glance as your eyes were glued on the mood heart shape ring. The band was silver and the heart shape wasn't something that you liked.

Your eyebrows knitted together as your brain tried to remember who did you see this ring on. Was it someone you knew? Was it someone he knew? Was she in your class?

Suddenly all the colors drain from your face as you angrily slammed the ring onto the Family Video counter. You knew who this was and your heart ripped into two.

How could you have not noticed before?

" Are you okay?" Steve asks watching as the color drained from your face, everything inside you felt like it wasn't yours. You didn't feel like you were in your body. Your heart beat didn't feel right either.

One word was to describe how you felt. Numb. It was all his fault.

" This is it for you guys?Huh?" Robin asks. Your eyes brimmed with tears as you looked away. As much as you loved him and as much as this hurt, yes this was the end between you and Eddie.

" There is nothing more, he broke my heart" you said.

" What if he wants to fix it?" you chuckled.

" There is nothing to fix, what's broken is meant to be broken. I'm not going to allow him back into my life. This is his consequence of his actions."

" I'm so sorry, how about we come over for movie night and I'll bring snacks" Steve suggests. You wiped away the tears and snot with your sleeve as you nodded.

" Thank you, I appreciate that" both Steve and Robin came over and wrap you into a hug on both side of you and laid their heads on yours.

At least you have great friends that will always be there to cheer you up and have your back.

Eddie Munson doesn't know what he lost.

#jewls writes #Eddie Munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #Eddie Munson x you #Eddie Munson x female reader #eddie munson x gender neutral reader #Eddie Munson #Eddie Munson angst

[shayarbel]

The thing about Steve and Eddie is that no one, and that means absolutely no one, imagined they’d end up together.

When Robin burst into Steve’s new apartment on a winter’s afternoon, only to find Eddie and him on the sofa, hands tangled in each other’s hair, not even being able to figure out whose lips were which, the TV long forgotten playing in the background, she could barely let out any sound. That is until the door slammed behind her and the men in front of her detangled in unison.

Robin was thrilled of course, making them both tell her everything while the both of them sported a very uncomfortable hard on.

It barely took an hour after she left for the phone to start ringing in the Harrington residence, Dustin’s voice filtering through the line, accusing and bewildered.

“Eddie? Are you fucking shitting me right now?”

“Language shitbag,” Steve snapped, but the smile on his face was enough to light up the whole of Hawkins. Eddie standing behind him with his arms around his waist and his face on the side of his neck, shaking with uncontrollable laughter, his breath warm against Steve’s skin.

Another thing about Steve and Eddie, is that no one imagined how compatible they’d be together.

It was the happiest he’s ever been, if Steve was being honest. To see those he loved so dearly, safe and sound. And while Family Video isn’t the career he once thought he’d have, he found himself content with his daily routine.

Eddie went back to school to finally get his diploma, and on the weekends he’d work at the auto shop on the outskirts of town.

They’d wake up together, and go to sleep together. Share a bath and a cup of tea. A blanket and a home. Sleepy kisses in the morning, and lustful ones between the sheets at night.

The following summer, Corroded Coffin made it big. Some big time talent scout watched them play at the hideout. Steve was the first to learn of the news, Eddie’s grin so big it looked like it might split his face in half.

It was later that night, when they were both under the covers, Eddie fast asleep against his chest, that the thoughts started trickling in. their differences, who they were at the core.

Eddie, so loud and demanding. Painfully charming, undeniably talented and with the world at his feet. And then there was Steve. Former high school king, rich parents and poor family life. No plans for his future, nothing to contribute to their relationship.

And when morning came, Steve was gone.

One last thing about Steve and Eddie, is that no one really expected them to last. 

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sorry for any misspelling, or any grammar errors, get off my dick im depressed and it’s three am.

#steve x eddie #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve harrington x eddie munson #stranger things #steddie fic #steddie drabble #fanfic #my writing #im very sad so im writing sad things #living alone in a foreign country will do that to ya

[corrodedcorpses]

This is so wrong. Part ii.

Pairing: Steve x Eddie x reader / Steddie x reader

Summary: Steve Harrington has a massive crush on his two best friends, Eddie Munson and you (Eddie’s girlfriend). He’s tried his best to hide his feelings but what happens when you both catch him in a very vulnerable position.

Part 1 Part 3 Part 4

Warnings: Smut (18+), jerking off, voyeurism (or at least mentions of previous voyeurism), language, perv!Steve, mentions of previous panty stealing, ring/hand kink, perv!Eddie, kind of perv!reader. Dom! Eddie, Sub! Steve, Sub!Reader, Face riding (female receiving), Oral (male and female receiving), overstimulation, Dacryphilia, Eddie being a little mean, but also kinda nice and also not being able to shut up.

Word count: 4.5k

a/n: Part 2 of “This is so wrong”! Thank you to everyone who requested this and for all the love on the first part. Hope you enjoy! As always, any feedback or thoughts are greatly appreciated!

Let me know if anyone would like a part 3!

“Whatcha doing in here Harrington?” 

The question cuts through Steve like a knife, his eyes flying open at the sound of Eddies voice. He’s met with the older man, standing over him beside his bed. And not just Eddie, but past him you’re standing in his doorway. He’s suddenly very aware of how naked he is, with his still hard cock in his hand, his cum all over himself with the fake Eddie rings still around his fingers and your panties still in his left hand. Steve couldn’t seem to move, fear and shame holding him in place as he stared up at Eddie’s dark gaze in shock. 

Slowly Eddie knelt down beside him. “I asked you a question” Eddie warned, “what are you doing in here?” 

“I- uh, nothing, I mean ah not nothing I was just ah, you know um-“ Steve tried, but what was he supposed to say? I’m jerking myself off to the thought of you two because god I find you both so attractive and I can’t stop thinking about you and I have a giant crush on you both and I dunno I might even be in love with you both but who knows so I went out and bought 3 rings because they look similar to yours and oh also your girlfriend left her panties here and instead of returning or throwing them I kept them and smell them pretending it’s her riding my face as I pretend my hand is you jerking me off. Yeah, he definitely can’t say that. 

“Nothing?” the older man questions. “Because to me it seems like you’ve gone and bought some cheap knock offs of my rings to wear as you jerk yourself off. Hmm?” 

Steve doesn’t reply. 

“And seems to me,” Eddie continues, “that you’ve stolen a pair of my girl’s panties, cause I sure as hell remember them, used ta be my favourite pair too,” he taunts. 

Steve can feel himself shrinking under Eddie’s gaze, wishing the bed would open up and swallow him whole. Anything to get away from Eddie’s dark accusing gaze, the shame settling in the pits of Steve stomach, but also, unfortunately, his dick. It jumps ever so slightly as Eddie accuses him. Which he hopes goes unnoticed by the metalhead. It doesn’t. 

“Looks to me like King Steve is actually a bit of a fucking perv huh?” Eddie continues. Loving the way Steve is reacting to his taunting.

Eddie slowly sits down resting a hand on Steve’s thigh. Steve’s breath stops as he looks down at Eddie’s ring covered hand on his thigh. So close to where he actually wants it. Steve doesn’t dare to move.

“Do you feel ashamed Steve?” Eddie asks, as he grips Steve’s thigh tighter. Steve only makes a quiet choked sound in reply, voice suddenly lost.

“Or maybe,” Eddie continues, “you’d wished we’d find you, huh perv?”

Steve’s dick twitches.

“Ohhhh” Eddie taunts, “that’s it isn’t?”

Eddie leans forward. Invading Steve’s space even more. He’s so close to Steve’s face and Steve wants nothing more to lean forward and capture Eddie’s lips between his own. “You’d secretly hoped we’d find you laid out like this, whimpering our names, hoping we’d come in and watch your pervy little display, huh?”

“Yes,” Steve whimpers.

Suddenly Eddie stands and Steve’s sure he’s about to walk out. He has to fix this; he can’t lose you both because he was a creepy fuck who couldn’t stop thinking about fucking his best friends. “Eddie, wait. I’m – I’m so sorry I- “, Steve starts to say but is cut off by Eddie shushing him.

He closes his mouth obediently, feeling like he might cry. He knows there’s nothing he could say that would stop you both from leaving now, from hating him, he starts to accept the fact that he’ll probably never get to hang out with you both ever again.

Suddenly, as Eddie starts to walk towards the door, he stops. Instead sitting on the edge of Steve’s bed. Steve looks at him with wide confused eyes as Eddie stares back with a dark expression that Steve doesn’t understand. You understand, however, you’ve seen that look on Eddie’s face many times. Steve, and probably you, are really in for it now.

Eddie turns to you with his hand out, beckoning you to him. It takes you a couple seconds to remember how to move your legs but the look in Eddie’s face forces you to move forward. You grab his hand as he gently pulls you to sit next to him at the end of the bed.

“Now,” He starts, “we’re gonna help Stevie here feel good. Gonna give ‘im a taste of the real thing, would you like that sweetheart?” Eddie asks sweetly. You flick your gaze to Steve and for the first time since this whole ordeal started, your eyes meet. His pupils are blown out and filled with lust and shame. He looks completely fucked out already and you can’t deny how your legs clench and your panties soak at how desperate and flushed he looks.

“Don’t try to deny it baby,” Eddie continues, you look back at him and he holds your gaze. His hand coming up to cup your jaw, absentmindedly running his thumb over you jaw and bottom lip. He leans in, voice a low teasing whisper, “I felt the way you were grinding against me before. Saw those pretty thighs clenching together too” he teases. Steve starts to squirm, suddenly remembering the fact that only minutes ago both you and Eddie had watched him cum, whimpering both your names. The embarrassment starts to grow even more than Steve thought possible.

“So?” Eddie asks slightly harsher, growing impatient.

“Yes sir,” you finally breathe out. “Wanna help you make Stevie feel good” you say, head slightly hanging as your cheeks flush. Embarrassed at how turned on this is making you.

Steve’s dick jumps at your obedience, wishing you’d call him Sir too. But he knows he’s in no place to ask or expect anything like that right now. Hell, he’s just happy neither of you have left yet and the fact that he might even be touched by both of you, he can’t believe it. 

“Good girl,” Eddie coos, and Steve thinks he could pass out from how turned on he is by your interaction. Eddie leaves the end of the bed and comes to sit next to Steve again.

“Hands by your sides,” Eddie orders Steve. Steve realises he’s still got his dick in one hand and your panties in the other, frozen in the same place since Eddie walked into the room. He quickly throws your panties on the bedside table and drops his hands to his sides.

“Now don’t you dare move,” Eddie warns.

“Yes sir,” Steve replies before he can stop himself. He’s about to start apologising until he sees Eddie’s lips start to curl up in a slight smile.

“Good,” Eddie praises. It goes straight to Steve’s dick. It’s not as sweet or filled with the same pride as when Eddie praised you, but it motivates him to be as good as possible in hopes that Eddie might praise him as sweetly.

Eddie’s fingers ghost up the side of Steve’s thigh and over the length of his dick. It jumps as the feather light touch and Steve musters everything in him to not squirm or buck up. Slowly Eddie starts to apply more pressure and it has Steve whimpering already.

Eddie chuckles degradingly at Steve’s eagerness, finally gripping the base of his dick. Steve can feel Eddie’s rings against the soft skin, and he thinks he must’ve died and gone to heaven with how divine they feel. So much better than doing it to himself. Eddie slowly starts to pump Steve’s cock and Steve’s already a moaning, whimpering mess.

“Yeah perv?” Eddie mocks, “this what you were needing?”.  

“Yes Sir,” Steve moans, “feels so- fuck, goooooood.”

Eddie turns to you while still slowly pumping Steve. “Come sit on the other side of him pretty girl” he calls. You obey, coming to sit on the other side of Steve. You watch Eddie’s hand thrust up and down on his dick, trying to ignore the ache between your legs at the sight and the sounds Steve was making. Eddie’s barely even touched him and he’s already such a mess for him, you think.

“Give her your cheap knock offs,” he orders Steve, nodding to the rings still around his fingers. He shakily removes all three of them and places them in your palm. His hand lingers there, and you stroke your thumb over the top of his hand reassuringly. He stares up at you with a look of adoration and lust. You can feel your panties flood at the sight.

Eddie watches the exchange, hating how much he loves how sweet you are. Even after you both caught Steve being a total creep, you’re still being so soft with him. He hates even more how his dick reacts to it.

“Put them on,” Eddie demands, growing impatient. You jump slightly at his voice, dropping Steve’s hand and rushing to slide the rings over you fingers. They don’t quite fit your tiny fingers, but this weirdly turns both the boys on even more.

Eddie then holds the hand that was jerking off Steve out to you. This causes Steve to let out a sound in protest but its quickly shut up by the warning look Eddie gives him.

You place your hand in Eddie’s, letting him guide you over to Steve’s cock. You grab it and Eddie places his hand on top of yours, fingers in between yours, as he starts to move both of your hands along the length.

Steve’s dick feels heavy in your hands. It’s so soft and so hard. You’re mesmerised by Eddie’s hand around yours, both stroking Steve’s dick. He’s leaking so much precum and you wish you could lean down and lick it. Have the musty, salty taste invade your mouth. But you wouldn’t dare, not unless Eddie tells you to.

Steve is an absolute mess. He’s moaning, whimpering, and begging a mix of profanities and your names repeatedly. He’s trying his hardest not to buck up into your hands, wishing you’d both go faster. Every so often he loses control and slightly thrusts up, but Eddie lets it slide as he’s not even sure the other man knows he’s doing it.

Steve knows it’s so wrong to want more in this situation. He knows he’s the luckiest man alive that you two haven’t cursed his name and left, but with Eddie fulfilling his part of Steve’s fantasy he can’t help but wish you would fulfill yours.

Steve lets out a groan that sounds a lot more frustrated than he means. Eddie cocks his head at this. “What’s wrong pretty boy?” Eddie asks with mock sympathy. The pretty boy replaying in Steve’s head. “’s this not living up to ya expectations?” he continues.

“No, NO!” Steve protests quickly, “It’s so good, it’s so, so fucking good.”

“But…?” Eddie questions. Steve doesn’t answer. Eddie lets out a sigh halting both of your hands. Steve’s head shoots up, a mix of confusion and betrayal on his face. Eddie laughs at him condescendingly.

“Be honest with me now Harrington” Eddie warns, “or this is done and we’ll both leave you hanging.”

“It’s just-“ he starts, “I um- when I usually think… of you both… when I’m um… you know… you’re here, doing what you’re doing now, which feels incredible by the way, but she’s usually… um, in a…”

“Different position?” Eddie finishes for him. Steve nods, not meeting your gaze.

“Hmmm, you know I do recall hearing you moaning something about a position when we caught you before. What position was that…?” He questions to himself, bringing the hand not around Steve’s dick up to tap his chin in a fake pensive way. You can’t help but smirk at his cruel but eccentric behaviour. Even while you’ve both got your hands wrapped tightly around Steve’s aching cock.

“Oh!” Eddie pretends to remember, “I’ve got it! I remember you moaning something along the lines of need you to sit on my face, yeah, hop up here. Oh god, you taste so fucking good, you like it when I fuck you with my tongue?” Eddie does in his best whiny Steve voice. Steve’s cheeks flush a dark shade of red, not meeting either of your gazes and you can’t help but think he looks so hot like this.

You can’t help but accidently giggle at Eddie’s impression. The shame of you laughing at him begging for you has Steve’s dick jumping in your hands. You clench your thighs tighter together as you notice.

“What do you think sweetheart,” Eddie asks you, “wanna help Steve live out his full pervy fantasy?” He says the last three words with extra dramatics. You nod sheepishly at this and Steve whimpers at your agreement. You can’t help but feel embarrassed about how much you need to feel Steve’s tongue and lips all over your soaked cunt.

Eddie gives you a dark smile. “Strip,” is all he says, releasing your hand. You stumble off the bed a little too eager and Eddie gives you a smirk at this. You take off the rings, placing them on the bed side table with your panties and quickly strip off the rest of your outfit. After you’ve stripped you look back at the two boys on the bed. Both of them taking in every inch of your body with their eyes. A look of lust and adoration plastered on both their faces, and you’ve never felt hotter and more desirable than you do right now.

You walk towards the top of the bed. Slowly climbing on and over Steve’s face, facing Eddie. Steve helps you get your leg over him and gives you his hands for stability, then quickly returns them to his sides, afraid Eddie will scold him for disobeying. You hover over his face, not daring to lower yourself before Eddie gives you the go ahead.

As you hover above him Steve can’t help but inhale your scent. Groaning at how much stronger the smell is compared to your panties he’s been using.

“Smells so sweet doesn’t she Harrington?” Eddie questions. Steve can only barely whimper out a small yes, too lost in your smell and excitement to just finally taste you. The praise from both the boys goes straight to your core and you’re surprised your arousal hasn’t dripped down on Steve’s face.

Eddie meets your gaze, searching for any sign of discomfort at what’s about to happen. He, of course, finds none and can tell how desperate you are to have Steve on you.

“Give ‘im a taste, Sugar” he finally says. You finally lower yourself enough that Steve can run his tongue along your folds. He groans at the sweet taste of you and ruts up into Eddie’s hand that’s returned to his dick.

You swear Steve has gone mad. His tongue is going crazy below you. He’s licking long desperate stripes up the length of you pussy with the flat of his tongue, then flicking up and circling your clit before going back to long licks. He’s doing that over and over again while being a moaning and whimpering mess.

You whimper and look down when Steve suddenly stops. You’re about to hop off thinking you’ve done something wrong, or Steve’s decided he doesn’t want this anymore but then he asks Eddie in the sweetest most fucked out, weak voice “Can I please touch her Sir?.” Your toes curl at how easily he’s slipped into being obedient for Eddie.

Eddie tries to hold back a sweet smile. Trying to keep up the dominant almost angry demeaner, but it’s hard when Steve’s glancing at him so sweetly from between your legs and asking him so nicely like such a good boy.

“Of course you can my good boy,” Eddie grants him. And this is all Steve needs to hear before his hands are shooting up to wrap around your thighs, forcing you down on to his face. Burying his tongue deep in your cunt. He can’t help but feel proud of himself for getting praised by Eddie how he so desperately wanted to be before.

You cry out at the feeling of Steve’s tongue stretching you out. He licks and fucks your hole and then sticks his tongue down to tease your clit and you can’t help the filthy moans that are pouring out of you. Steve sticks his tongue back, deep in your pussy and slides his hand higher up your thigh so his fingertips can circle your clit.

You grind down on him involuntarily, the pleasure coursing through you as he continues to abuse your hole and clit. You throw your head back, feeling the coil in your core wind tighter and tighter. Steve Harrington was really living up to all the rumours.

Eddie saw how good Steve was making you feel and started to pump Steve even faster. It was bordering on too hard for Steve, but he loved every second of it. Eddie started to palm himself through his jeans at the sight before him. Steve spread out with his hard leaking dick in Eddie’s hand, face buried in your cunt, a mix of your arousal and his spit dripping down his chin, one hand gripping your thigh and the other playing with your clit. And you, sat atop Steve’s face like your very own throne, head thrown back in pleasure, one of your hands gripping Steve’s wrist for stability, the other one twisting one of your nipples. Both of you making the filthiest moans and pleas.

Eddie could definitely get used to this.

You whimpering Eddie’s name took him out of his current thoughts. By the look on your face, he could tell you were close. “What’s wrong pretty girl? You gonna cum all over Stevie’s face?” he cooed. You nodded and whimpered in response, Steve never slowing his actions. “What about you Stevie, you getting close too?” Eddie questioned. He’s pretty sure he saw him nod but he’s also pretty sure Steve’s too far gone to even hear him at this point. But if how much his dick was pulsing in his hand and the steady flow of precum were anything to go by, Steve was very close.

“It’s okay,” he reassured, loving having both of you under so much control, both of you trusting him so much. “Want you both to come,” he continued as he sped up his movements on Steve’s dick even more, “wanna see both my pretty, dirty, little sluts cum for me.”

Eddie’s words were the extra push that sent you over the edge. You gushed around Steve, moaning his and Eddie’s names, the feeling of it and you pulsing sending Steve over the edge too. Steve came for a second time with a choked-out moan, never stopping his actions on your pussy. He came for what felt like hours as he dribbled out all over Eddie’s hands and rings.

After you both recovered from your highs Eddie helped you off Steve’s face with his free hand. Helping you sit in your earlier position on the opposite side of Steve. Eddie then bought his cum covered fingers up to your face. You gladly opened you mouth so Eddie could shove them inside. Lapping and sucking all of Steve’s cum off the digits. You moaned at finally getting a taste of Steve. Eddie’s eyes slightly rolled back in his head as he groaned at the feeling of your tongue all over his fingers as you eagerly lapped at them.

Steve watched you two through lidded eyes. Still panting from his earlier orgasm. Sore dick already growing semi hard again at the sight of you moaning from the taste of him. “Does he taste good sweetheart?” Eddie asks you. You let go of Eddie’s fingers with a pop. “Mmm so good,” you reply. “Lemme have a taste,” he mumbles, leaning in to capture you’re lips with his. The kiss in messy. Eddie’s tongue invading your mouth, finding any remnants of Steve’s taste.

Eddie pulls back from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting you both. You go to chase his lips, but Eddie brings his hand up to cup your face, stopping you. He chuckles at you warmly. “Mmm, you’re right, he does taste good,” he confirms. Yep, Steve’s definitely hard again.

“Want more,” you beg. Eddie is quick to oblige you, knowing that this will be absolute torture for Steve. “Have at it, baby,” he says, motioning towards Steve already hard cock. You quickly settle between Steve’s legs as Eddie stands up and before Steve can protest or ask for a little more time to recover, you’re taking him in your mouth.

Steve’s hands fly out to grip the sheets on either side of him. Hissing at the overstimulation. You start to bob you head, taking more and more of him down your throat. You moan around him, feeling his thick cock stretch out your throat so well.

He lets out an almost pained sound and you look up at his scrunched-up face. You start to pull back, about to ask if it’s too much and he wants you to stop when Eddie grabs your head, shoving you fully on to Steve’s cock. You do your best to try and not gag around his size.

Steve cries out as he feels his dick slide all the way down your throat. “P-Please,” he whimpers, “’s too much! I-I can’t.”

“Yes, you can,” Eddie replies. He lets go of you head and you slide off of Steve halfway to swallow and catch your breath. But you don’t dare take him out of your mouth fully, still suckling on the tip.

“What’s wrong Stevie?” Eddie sneers, “just before you were begging for us to make you feel good, now here we are generously making you feel extra good, and you don’t even want it?” Steve knows Eddie’s right. That he is in no place to complain. Eddie leans in “If it’s too much speak up now,” he says in a slightly softer, but still firm tone, “but just know this is over once you do.”

Steve swallows, hard. “No, i-it’s good,” he stutters, “please keep going.” Eddie smiles at this, straightening back up and removing his shirt. You start to bob your head again, going slightly slower this time to try and help him out a little bit. He’s still whimpering through, the overstimulation almost too much but oh so good.

Eddie quickly unbuckles is pants and pulls his pants and boxers down in one motion. His angry hard dick finally springing free. Eddie notices Steve eyeing him. Taking in every tattoo that lines his chest and arms and finally gaze landing on Eddie’s weeping cock. Steve moans as Eddie taken himself in his hand. Jerking himself off over Steve’s body.

You speed up your actions on Steve’s dick, jerking off what you can’t fit in your mouth and every so often taking him fully down your throat gagging every now and then. The room is filled with you muffled moans, Steve’s whimpers and cries and Eddie’s groans.

“Faster,” Eddie instructs you. You speed up, opting for more and more deepthroating of Steve’s dick as Eddie speeds up stroking himself, getting dangerously close to the edge. The new speed is too much for Steve, his knuckles white as he grips the sheets, almost ripping holes in the cotton. He can’t help the tears that start to pool in his eyes, daring to spill out at any moment. Of course, Eddie notices this.

“Aw what’s wrong pretty boy?” Eddie coos in a sweet but condescending tone. His voice strained as the sight of Steve crying turning him on more.

“Please Eddie,” Steve begs, but he’s not sure what he’s begging for, for more or for less but he needs something.

“Don’t worry Stevie, we’ve got you. Just cum all down her -fuck- down her fucking throat,” Eddie responds, voice strained.

Steve’s third orgasm sneaks up on him. It goes from all being too much to falling over the edge in a second. Steve’s hand shoots down to tangle in your hair, pulling harshly but you can’t seem to care. He lets out a strained, broken sob as he finally shoots down your throat.

You welcome all of it and gladly swallow it all, slowing but still bobbing you head on Steve’s cock, milking it all out of him. The sight sends Eddie over the edge as he shoots his cum all over Steve’s chest, head thrown back with a low moan.

Eddie takes a second to catch his breath before he comes to sit next to you on the bed, patting your head. “Open,” he says, checking to make sure you swallowed all of Steve’s seed. You open your mouth, sticking your tongue out. “Good girl,” he coos when he’s met with your empty mouth, rubbing his thumb lovingly across your cheeks. Steve swears he could almost get hard again at the sight.

Suddenly Eddie lets go of your face, turning to Steve with his hand out. “Rings,” he demanded. Steve was shocked for a second, still feeling floaty after his multiple orgasms, but quickly sat up and moved to grab the rings once he registered what Eddie had said. “y/n’s panties too,” Eddie added, quickly standing up, shimmying back into his boxers and jeans, and throwing on his shirt.

Steve was quick to grab the items, previously on the bed side table. He placed them in Eddie’s hands hesitantly. The shame of having them starting to rise again as his post orgasm high started to fade, and the reality settled in the pit of his stomach.

Eddie turned to y/n, “Get dressed we’re going,” he ordered. His tone making you quickly comply, finding your clothes from the floor and throwing them on.

“Wait – but, I don’t under-“, Steve started to protest. But he was quickly shut up by Eddie’s hand squeezing his jaw, tilting his head up to meet his gaze. Eddie bent over and Steve couldn’t help how his breath hitched as Eddie leaned in towards him. Steve looked down at the other man’s soft plump lips. Steve thought that Eddie might finally lean in and kiss him, but instead Eddie just cocked his head to the side, expression stern.

“Consider this your punishment Stevie, naughty boys don’t get to play with their toys,” Eddie taunted. But Before Steve could even register what Eddie said or try to think up some sort of a reply or a protest, they were gone. Leaving Steve alone, confused, ashamed, covered in so much cum… and still so horny.

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[wroteclassicaly]

i def sent something in for kink hour but i guess it got eaten:,(

anyway. i want a threesome with steddie and i get to piss on them

My asks have been glitching a lot lately, and I’ve lost several, so I wouldn’t be surprised. :( But I definitely love this idea, muwhahahaha! Thanks so much for sending it in!

Warnings: Language, smut, vaginal fingering, masturbation, NSFW, piss kink, watersports, and MORE!

~*~

Your boyfriends are always down to give you what you want, and with Eddie’s uniquely kink tastes—this was bound to occur. However, it’s you who initiated it first, surprisingly. You hadn’t sugar coated anything, simply approaching them with a full bladder and a series of hopeful questions.

“Sorry, can you what now?” Steve asked, perplexed to the maximum.

“Are you really askin’ us what I think you’re asking us for?” Came Eddie’s voice.

“Why not? I mean, yeah it’ll be messy, but it’s not like I haven’t been thinking about this. If you guys don’t want to—“

“No!” They’d answered in unison.

~*~

And that brings you to here, standing above them on your bed, trying to keep yourself steady, both men completely at your mercy. Fucked out and winded, you bend your knees a little to push that second finger into your overly slick cunt, watching them through blurred vision, chest heaving in sporadic puffs. Steve’s hairy thigh shifts the moment your creamy arousal spills out around your fingers and lands onto his flesh. “Fuck. Yeah, that’s it, honey.”

“W-when—“ But then Eddie stops himself, his hand wrapped around his thick cock.

It breaks you from your dazed trance and your heart swells with a blooming heat as you look at him. “When—what, Eds?”

Steve is still rutting into his own hand, his spare rubbing himself over his chest, but he turns with straining neck tendons to watch your shared boyfriend.

Eddie swallows and stumbles, but manages a clear diction. “When are you gonna piss? I need it.”

You aren’t prepared for the shockwave that slides into your system, curling itself around your cunt, leaving behind a dull throb. You moan out their names, nodding several times. “Stevie, you ready for it too?”

“M’ ready for whatever you’ve got for us, sweets.”

Eddie starts to raise up, but you halt him with a hand. “Ah, ah. You don’t get to touch, you just get to watch, and feel.” You pause briefly, a smirk leveling off your mouth shortly after. “And if you’re lucky, I’ll let you both fuck me after.”

“Can we touch ourselves though?” Steve is damn near shaking with anticipation.

“As long as you don’t cum.”

It’s comical in the way they start to stroke themselves again, the only noises in the room being labored breathing and wet skin. You have to press on your lower abdomen as they await, looking at you as if you’ve hung the moon in the sky for their viewing. It’s a power, but vulnerable feeling. Eddie elongates his arm to rub at your ankle bone. “Relax, princess. Use us. We deserve it.”

You couldn’t hold it anymore if you tried. Parting your already swollen folds, you move over towards Eddie first, squatting so that his fist and his cock become drenched with the first wave of your piss. The whimper that he makes is diabolically pure. Steve becomes unhinged, begging, encouraging, tugging himself with a faster movement that you think he’ll come soon if he doesn’t stop. He becomes a babbling bag of bones and flesh.

“Oh, yeah, that’s so hot. You pissing on the dungeon boy? Fuck, just look at him. And look at you and that sweet pussy.”

You’re well aware, now, that Steve’s close. The dirty talk is intensifying. Eddie’s hand is working himself eagerly, his eyes rolled back, jugular bare (with the exception of his pick chain).

“Your fuckin’ piss is so hot on my dick, princess. Use me.”He groans, pushing his cheek into the pillow. “yeah, just like that.”

By the time you’re stopping and making the path over Steve’s lap, your creamy arousal is dripping out of you with every bit that you pee. Steve arches his hips to meet your last bit of warmth, both men dangerously close to the edge. When you finish, purposely shaking the last few drops onto one of your boyfriends, you step back and raise a brow.

“Now, who wants to be a good boy and ask me if they can cum first?”

~*~

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