#Eddie Munson prompt

[darby-rowe]

i bet eddie munson fucks you with your feet bouncing on either side of his head, rings still on his fingers as he holds your legs up, fucking into you with quick thrusts and small grunts under his breath, telling you “c’mon. c’mon pretty girl. cum for me. c’mon i know you can do it.”

[harrywavycurly]

You know what prompt I want to write for Eddie so badly? The damn “will you be my husband really quick?” prompt because you can’t tell me that man wouldn’t instantly put his cigarette out and wrap an arm around your shoulders so he can pull you into him so he can place his lips to the top of your head and whisper “who we trying to piss off Princess?” into your ear while his eyes scan the bar for potential assholes you could be avoiding.🫠🤤

[ikarakie]

eddie the kinda guy to see 'hold me' painted onto an escalators railings and proceed to sit there for fifteen minutes dramatically consoling the machine because "you should've told me you were struggling! of course i'll hold you!" all whilst fake crying and dabbing his 'tears' with his handkerchief

[obsessedelusional]

Trigger Warning

parings ✦ Eddie Munson x Reader

summary ✦ A friend ship with Robin leads to a crush on Eddie Munson. One drunken night changes everything, suddenly Munson has a girlfriend. The group can’t help but assume it’s you. It’s not. Contains Smut

authors note ✦ Feedback and reblogs appreciated! Thank you for all the love!!!

A year ago you befriended Robin which quickly turned into you being integrated into her friend group, you fit right in. Eddie took a certain fondness to you, which you never fully understood. You considered your self plain and boring while Eddie was the complete opposite. But you couldn’t help but feel like he gravitated towards you whenever the group got together, flirting with you so outwardly. You never minded forming a crush on him shortly after meeting him.

You thought maybe you were over thinking the way Eddie acted around you but when Robin noticed it too, that validated your feelings. She was determined to make it happen, getting Steve in on it. Those two were constantly trying to push you two together. According to Robin the whole group shipped you two together. She had to explain that one to you not understanding what shipping two people together meant.

Robin begged you to come to a house party that the girl she liked was attending. You didn’t go to parties so you politely declined. Until she brought of the fact that one of the attendees would be Eddie.

“Fine I guess I’ll show up.” You whine pretending to be annoyed.

“I had a feeling that would work. Steve will pick you up at 10!” She says before before hanging up with no goodbyes. You chuckle at how excited she is.

—

A text from Robin letting you know they’re here puts a smile on your face as you run out the door straight to his BMW. You let your self into the back seat, Robin turns to face you, “You ready to get drunk?”

When you don’t respond fast enough Steve chimes in, “Why am I always the DD? When is it my turn to get drunk?”

“Never. You’re permanently my own personal driver. Suck it the fuck up.” She laughs as Steve starts the ignition and drives off, doing as he’s told. You’ve never drank before or got high before joining this friend group. Most of the time only participating because Eddie would be the one initiating it. Thinking it’s sad you’d do anything that boy asked of you.

Doesn’t take long before Steve parks in front of the house, just down the street from your home. Robin is the first out of Steve’s car. Steve and you follow far behind her. Once inside Steve says, “I wonder if Jessica’s here yet.” Then taking off to find his most recent situationship. Another term Robin had to explain to you.

You walk around hoping to bump into a familiar face. Eventually finding your way to the kitchen. Drinks and snacks lined up on the counter. You grab a beer, deciding if your gonna make it through the night you’re gonna need a little liquor in your system taking a big swig. Walking into the living room you see no one you know, you curse yourself for being so damn shy. Sitting down on the nearest empty seat, pulling out your phone to look busy. Sipping on the beer you found in the kitchen.

The weight of someone sitting to damn close to you pulls your attention away from your phone. Looking up you’re greeted by a guy wearing a letterman smiling, “Hey I’m Andy.”

You introduce yourself to with he responds, “Beautiful name for a beautiful girl.”

“Thanks.” You can’t help but blush, he’s attractive.

“What’re you doing all alone?”

“My friends ditched me.” You laugh taking another sip, some how your first drink is empty.

“That’s a shame. I would never ditch you. We should do shots.” You contemplate your choices, deciding taking shots with Andy sounds better than sitting alone. Before you can answer he stands up and drags you into the kitchen. He starts pouring some liquor into two shots before passing one to you. He doesn’t hesitate shooting it back, you follow in his lead. He yells as you cringe at how bitter it tasted.

Before you know it you’ve had several shots, definitely feeling it. Knowing you’re going to regret this is the morning. You nearly trip but Andy catches you in his arms. Looking up at him was a mistake because he kisses you hard and sloppy, making your need to vomit ten times worse then before. You push away from his grip and run towards the bathroom, running inside, kneeling in front of the toilet to throw up.

As you’re vomiting someone lets them self into the bathroom. Whoever it is sits down with you holding your hair for you. You quickly recognize the voice, it’s Robin.

“What the fuck happened?”

“Andy happened.” You whine, wiping your mouth off on the sleeve of your shirt.

“Yeah we saw that.”

“Who’s we?” You groan sitting back, the room spinning.

“Eddie and I.”

“We were enjoying the show of you taking shots. That was until Andy started getting touchy. You should’ve seen Eddie, absolutely fuming.” She laughs, handing you a water bottle, you drink it.

“Then when he kissed you he stormed out.”

“Was he mad?” You ask between drinks, trying desperately to rehydrate yourself.

“Yeah. You need to go talk to him.”

“I’m too druunkkkk.” You cry, slurring your words.

“A drunk mind speaks sobers heart.” You roll your eyes at her statement, “He’s drunk too. You’ll be fine.”

“Fuck it.” Robin cheers because the liquor is giving you the courage you never had before.

“Wait!” She rummages through the bathroom cabinets finding some mouth wash, passing you the bottle. You look in the mirror wiping away the tears before taking a swig of mouth wash, spitting it into the sink.

“Go get your man!” She yells as you walk out the front door.

“Eddie!” You yelp as you notice his van sat across the street. Music playing loudly, you laugh remembering giving Eddie shit cause he’d be deaf soon if he didn’t stop listening to music so loudly. Drunkenly you walk up to his van stopping at his window, suddenly not as confident as you once were. You can’t help but laugh at how upset he looks, startling Eddie in the process. Now that he knows your here you let your self into the van.

“What the fuck? You scared the fuck out of me.”

“I had to find you. Robin said you were mad at me. Can’t have Eddie mad at me.” You pout your lip before sitting close enough to rest you head on his shoulder.

“I wasn’t mad at you.”

“I didn’t want to kiss Andy. He’s a shit kisser anyways.”

“That’s a shame.” He says flatly.

“I want to kiss you.” You say in a whisper, surprised at the words coming out of your mouth. Wondering when you got so bold. Looking up to see his reaction, he’s staring off not daring to look down at you.

“That’s the problem. You shouldn’t want to kiss me.”

“Why?” You ask.

“Because Y/N you’re smart as fuck, you’re going places. You’re gonna do something with your life. If you get caught up in my bull shit I’ll only drag you down with me.”

“We’ll I don’t care you can’t tell me who I should want to kiss.” He groans, rubbing his eyes. A silence falls over the two of you, irritating your drunken self. You sit up so your face is level with him.

“Guess I’ll just have to go kiss on Andy.” You let out a loud sigh, teasing Eddie in the hopes he’ll stop you. He finally looks at you, trying hard not to smile. He can tell your only trying to make him jealous.

“Please don’t make me Eddie. I only want you.”

“You have no idea how badly I want you.” He laughs. That’s more than enough for you because you crush your lips into his. This kiss more passionate then the one you previously shared with Andy. You can sense Eddie’s hesitation but that quickly fades when your hands find their way to the back of his head, pulling at the hair on the nape of his neck. Eddie can’t control himself a low husky moan leaves his lips mid kiss.

You’re the one to pull away eventually panting, “I live down the street. Walk me home won’t you?” You smile and Eddie agrees. You two get out of his van and start the short walk.

“Where are you shoes?” He laughs. Looking down at your feet you shrug, can’t remember the last time you seen them. The looking down almost causes you to trip but Eddie catches you. So you hold onto his hand the rest of the way.

At your front door you ask Eddie to come inside. “What about you parents?”

“It’s only my mom and she leaves every weekend to go visit her boyfriend.” Eddie can sense the sadness in your voice but doesn’t say anything.

“Are you coming?” You whine, he nods, and follows you inside. Still hand in hand, you lead him upstairs. Once in front of your door Eddie starts kissing your neck from behind. You turn to face him, Eddie hoists you up, and carries you into the bedroom. Gently setting you down but you don’t let go pulling him down with you.

“I want you, Eddie.” You whisper before Eddie kisses you this time allowing his hands to explore your body, finding their way to under your shirt. Pulling it over your head, Eddie takes a moment to admire the sight in front of him. Your not too fond of wearing a bra, so your tits are out.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” He says kissing you again, his bulge pressing into your crotch. He’s hard and the friction feels so good.

“Do you have a a condom?” You ask when his kisses start to move lower, down your neck. He nods before pulling his wallet out and finding the condom that’s been collecting dust for a while now.

“Can I?” You ask grabbing it from his hands. He takes his jeans off so you follow, taking your shorts off. Eddie helps you remove your panties before laying back.

You make your self comfortable between his legs. You can see the entire out line of his dick in his boxers, turning you on even more. You caress it through the thin layer of fabric, feeling Eddie twitch under your touch. You decide you can’t wait any longer pulling the hem of him boxers down, his dick springs out hitting his stomach.

“Fuck it’s huge.” You take his cock in your hand, pumping it slowly trying to imagine this giant thing fitting in you. Eddie can’t believe what’s happening right now, have imagined this hundreds of times.

“I can’t wait I need you now.” Eddie whimpers at your words. You rip open the condom, pulling it out of the package. You slowly roll it down his shaft, painfully slow driving Eddie crazy. As soon as your done Eddie flips you over so your the one on your back. Aligning his dick with you dripping wet pussy, dragging the tip between your folds. Just barley grazing you clit, you moan needing more.

“Eddie please.” Your whine turns to a moan when Eddie slowly shoves the whole thing in before withdrawing it again, teasing you.

“Beg for it.” He hums, letting the head of his cock drag between your folds.

“Please,” you cry out, frustrated.

“What do you want? Use your words, princess.” He smiles, still teasing you cunt with only the tip.

“I want your dick, please.” With that Eddie slams his full length into you, giving you only a moment to adjust to being stretched out. You moan under Eddie’s control, feeling so full. He starts pumping in and out of you, picking up the pace your moans fill the silence.

He leans down so his lips meet yours, kissing you deeply. A moan coming from your mouth allows Eddie access to slip his tongue between your lips finding your tongue. He continues to make out with you as his thrusts become stronger. Just before he pulls out completely you frown at sudden emptiness.

“Flip over.” You listen rolling over onto your stomach. Eddie pulls your hips up so your face down ass up. He fills you up completely and doesn’t move. Taking a moment to appreciate the view in front of him. You can’t take it much longer so you begin rocking back and forth on his cock. Eddie throws his head back in pure bliss. A few short moments pass before Eddie’s grasping your waist and forcefully pounding into you, your moans getting louder.

You reach under yourself finding your clit quickly rubbing at your nub. Feeling your self coming closer to your end.

“Eddie I’m gonna…” You grunt your words trailing off as you climax on his dick. The sensation of your pussy pulsating as you come is just enough to send Eddie over the edge, he cums inside the condom.

You let your self fall flat on the bed. Eddie gets up and you roll onto your back, slipping under the covers. You watch as he removes the condom throwing in into a bin. He bends over and grabs his boxers, slipping them on. Then goes to grab his pants to put them on.

“Leaving already?” You whisper barley audible. Eddie stops what he’s doing and looks over to you laid in bed.

“I thought you’d want me to.” He mumbles, dropping his clothes back to the floor.

“I want you to stay.” You smile reassuringly. Eddie listens and crawls into bed with you. As soon as he lays down you rest your head on his chest and tangle your legs with his. Doesn’t take too long for you to fall asleep.

—

You wake up with the biggest grin and a fat ass fucking headache. Feeling around the bed, reaching for Eddie only to find an empty bed. You shoot up in bed and scan the room, there’s no sign of Eddie being here anymore. You groan annoyed and in pain, finding your phone laying on the floor. It’s nearly dead but you have nothing from Eddie. A few messages from Robin but that’s about it. You find the energy to get out of bed, still naked and sore. You go straight to bathroom and hop in the shower, letting the hot water run through your hair and down your body.

The events of last night replay in your head, at least what you can remember. You definitely remember Eddie being jealous so you tried to make him more jealous, your threats not so serious. Eventually convincing him to come over, where you two fucked. You can feel yourself greeting worked up remembering the details. Then remember the fact that he was long gone when you woke up.

It’d be one thing if he had left a note or maybe a text, but he left no sign that things were okay between you two. You sigh while hopping out of the shower. Several months of flirting lead up to this moment and you had imagined it going a whole lot smoother. You can’t help but let your mind consider the worst possible outcome. You didn’t regret it but if Eddie did things in the friend group we’re about to get real fucking awkward. As your brushing you teeth you phone rings from your bedroom. Toothbrush still in hand you run to grab it, you face drops when it’s only Robin.

Robin: did you go home with eddie I need to know dying to find out

Robin: you still coming tonight? You have to so you can tell me everything

You: ill tell you everything tonight

You sit for a moment and contemplate wether or not you should message him. You settle on a simple hi and almost immediately you see his little text bubble pop up and then disappear.

Fuck.

-

Movie night at Steve’s house was something you guys did regularly, most of the group usually attended. Eddie was there most nights so you expected to see him there. He has yet to respond to your message, that was sent several hours ago. You drive yourself to Steve’s house and let your self in, part of you hoping Eddie would be there. He’s not here, of course not.

“Please never let me drink like that again.” You say grabbing Robin who’s sat on the couch and leading her into the empty kitchen.

“Did you go home with Eddie?” Damn Robin always straight to the point.

“He went home with me?” You say like it’s a question.

“Did you two ya know?” You laugh at her inability to say the word sex but then you can’t answer so you’re just as bad.

“You did didn’t you? You don’t seem too happy about it.” Her face riddled with concern.

“Because that motherfucker was gone when I woke up. Left no note or anything. Has yet to respond to my text message and now he’s not here. Clearly he’s avoiding me.” You sigh defeated.

“He is a motherfucker. I ought to show up to his trailer and fuck him up right now.” Robin says seriously causing you to laugh.

“No I’m serious, he’s been pining for you for months now and finally gets what he wants. What you wanted. Can’t even fucking respond to you.” She says pulling out her phone and typing away before pressing send on a text.

“What was that?” You ask.

“Just telling that motherfucker he’s a mother fucker and a lil bitch.”

“Oh my god, you didn’t. Please tell me you didn’t.” You pull her phone out of her hands scanning the screen.

“I did.” She wasn’t lying there you sat reading the text on her phone causing you to cringe.

“Please don’t tell anyone.” You say already embarrassed. She agrees not to tell anyone, even Steve.

-

Eddie never showed up to movie night. Never responded to your text or Robin’s text. Was his plan to ignore the whole group until you moved on? It’s been almost a week since the two of you hooked up and still nothing from him. You’d see him in the hallways at school, avoiding the fuck out of you.

The entire group was talking about you two, wondering why Eddie wasn’t around as much. Only knowing that the last he was seen was leaving the party with you. Trying to connect the dots on their own.

When Robin made plans to hang out Steve’s Friday night you weren’t expecting to see him, just sitting there like nothing had happened. Your phone goes off and it’s Robin.

Robin: trigger warning he’s here

You look up from the text and she’s mouthing ‘too late I’m sorry.’ If Eddie wants to act like nothing happened you could do exactly that. Sitting as far away as possible you start talking with Robin about a unrelated topic.

All things are going okay, chatter between everyone fills the room. Of course your ease dropping trying to hear Eddie’s voice, trying to not make it too obvious. That’s when Steve asks how’s he’s been, where he’s been hiding.

“That’s actually what I wanted to tell you guys.” He says loud enough for everyone to stop talking and give him their full attention.

The last possible thing you could of ever imagined to comes out his mouth, “I have a girlfriend.”

Everyone’s eyes fall on you assuming it must be you. Which makes absolutely no sense because you were not Eddie’s girlfriend. All they know if you left the party a week ago with Eddie and now he has a girlfriend, no wonder they think it’s you. Now your angry, trying so hard to keep your mouth shut. Steve turns to you, “I’ve been waiting for the two of you to-“.

“What the fuck does that have to do with me?” You snap at Steve, standing up. Irritated by this entire situation, grabbing your car keys to leave. Tears start flowing down your face.

“You’re an asshole.” The sound of Robin going off on him is the last thing you hear before leaving Steve’s house. Making the sad drive home upset at the entire situation. Upset how you went off on Steve for assuming you were Eddie’s girlfriend. Upset because a week ago you Eddie was fucking you and now he has a whole ass girlfriend. Once home you run straight up stairs and lay in bed, tears still running down your face.

Your phone dings ands it’s Robin asking if your okay. You respond telling her you’ll be fine. Before texting Steve apologizing for snapping at him because he obviously didn’t deserve it. You make your self more upset when you realize things will never be the same. You’ll never be able to just exist in their friend group again without things being different.

—

You had cried yourself to sleep. The soft sound of glass being tapped on getting louder and louder wakes you up. You rub your eyes trying to gain consciousness. You look to your curtained window, a large dark figure it outside.

“I’m calling the cops right now.” You scream at who ever it is standing outside your window. You reach for your phone only to see several missed notifications. A few from Robin and Steve but the rest from Eddie. He’s begging you to let him in, he’s the creep outside your window.

“Go away Eddie!” You yell louder this time.

“Not until you hear me out.” He says loud his voice muffled through the window. You don’t respond hoping he’d go away but he is persistent.

“I’m not going away till you talk to me.” You sigh giving up and making the slow walk to the front door. You unlock it and open the front door, greeted by a sopping wet Munson. Apparently it had started raining at some point and he was was sat out her for who knows how long. He’s stood there looking like a sad puppy but you’re not about to let him get what he wants so quickly. He’s looking down at you, you can tell his brain is trying to figure out what to say.

“What do you want?” You spit.

“Can I come in?” He asks, rain dripping down his whole body.

“No.”

“Fair enough.” He laughs, when you don’t find it funny he stops laughing.

“I want to apologize.” You look at him waiting for him to continue.

“I don’t have a girlfriend. I just said that because I don’t want you to want me. I thought maybe if you thought I moved on you would do the same. Only the complete opposite happened, everyone gave me shit for doing it that way. Which just solidified how terrible I felt for doing what I did.” He explains.

“You’re smart enough to make it out of this shit hole town. You’re going to do so much with your life. I don’t want to fuck that up for you.”

“Oh my fucking god. Who are you to tell me what’s good for me?” You groan annoyed.

“I care about you enough to know I’m no good for you.”

“If you cared about me so much you wouldn’t have fucked me and disappeared.” You say barely audible because of the tears begging to come out from your eyes.

“I was drunk and kept telling myself it’d be a one time thing. Then I went to leave and you asked me to stay. Which absolutely broke my heart because I knew I really fucked up.” When you don’t respond he continues.

“I fucked up cause I promised myself I wouldn’t let you get dragged into my bullshit but it was too late. You wanting me to stay scared me because no one’s ever wanted me to stay. Always getting kicked out immediately after. When I woke up next to you I was scared so I ran.” Eddie huffs, trying his best not to cry. His wet hair sticking to his face.

“I am scared.” He says this time quietly. You step out into the rain, arms wrap around his waist hugging him tightly.

“There’s no need for that.” You pull away so you can see his face.

“I like you Eddie. Like a lot. That’s all that matters.” You smile as an attempt to reassure him.

“I like you too much.” He smiles softly, looking down at you. You can’t help but roll your eyes letting out a small laugh.

“Just promise me you won’t pull this shit again.”

“I promise.” He says before leaning down to your level to kiss you. He pulls away sooner then you wanted.

“This is amazing but I’m freezing.” He says bringing you back down to earth.

“Shit.” You laugh leading Eddie inside your house, straight to the laundry room. You start undressing, ripping the wet clothes off your body.

“What’re you doing?”

“Hang your clothes over there to dry.” You explain motioning to the clothing drying rack struggling to peel your leggings off, he hesitates for a few moments. At this point your only in your bra and panties, headed towards your bedroom.

“You’re not gonna need them anyways.” You tease. You can no longer see Eddie but he doesn’t waste any time the sound of wet clothes being thrown around.

“Wait!” He hollers back before you hear a loud crash. Next thing you know he’s joining you in your room.

“What happened?” You ask laughing as he’s applying pressure on his shoulder. He’s only wearing his boxers now.

“I ate shit trying to hurry and undress.” He sigh rubbing his shoulder.

“Ohh poor thang.” You coo approaching him.

“Need a kiss to make it feel better?” You tease. He grasps his shoulder and nods yes, his lips pouted. So you do exactly that.

[ghosttotheparty]

ok i have an idea but i don't feel like writing the whole thing as an actual fic so here's me talking ab famous!steddie

modern au where post upside down/saving the world eddie and corroded coffin gain popularity in the metal scene bc of eddies dropped murder charges and everything

steve and robin start making music too but it starts as just a way to make extra money; they play at local bars and cafes after leaving hawkins; steve writes songs and robin picks up piano and guitar p quickly (i assume w how good she is w languages shed be good w instruments too) but after a while she wants to stop when she gets a job so steve learns guitar himself and he keeps playing by himself

they both get big but they're in such different scenes (eddie is metal obv but steve is more like noah kahan midwestern loneliness vibes) that no one knows that they know each other but there's a consistent thing where ppl compare their lyrics and how similar they are

theres even a game ppl play on tik tok where they read some lyrics and ppl have to guess whose music its from (ppl know that eddie is the songwriter for cc and that steve writes his own music); their music both follow themes ab like mortality and lost faith and like kinda fantasy ish stuff (heroes and villains etc)

its not until theyre both present at some award show that ppl start wondering if they know each other; steve is being interviewed on the red carpet whatever but eddie walks by behind him and they both get kinda distracted watching each other pass bc they haven't seen each other in years and steve has to have the interviewer repeat the question; the clip of them looking at each other goes viral and ppl are speculating ab how their expressions change when they see each other (eddie almost smiles and his eyes widen a little, and steves lips part and he fully loses his train of thought until eddie is out of sight)

(and maybe steve wins something and someone catches eddie in the crowd just gazing at him w very wide eyes and a soft smile that looks almost fond)

and then a tik tok goes viral where some girl named madison hagan says she found her dads old high school yearbook and would you believe that eddie munson and steve harrington both went to hawkins high school and they were only a year apart and oh my god they totally recognized each other at that award show holy shit--

[little-bumblebeeee]

You expected Eddie to stay dead, because that's just how being dead works. You had cornered Dustin, making him tell you everything after Eddie "went missing". So he did. He told you everything and now you cry yourself to sleep knowing that your best friend died and you couldn't even say a proper goodbye.

You had expected Eddie to stay dead. That's how it works. But Eddie is different, you figured that out when you woke up in the middle of the night to him peering over you, a smile on his face that shows off rather sharp fangs that were never there before.

"Miss me, sweetheart?" he croons, tilting his head as he brushes the stray hairs off of your tear streaked face.

[once-upon-an-imagine]

That Went Wrong - Eddie Munson

Request - sublimecatgalaxy asked: Hello lovely, Eddie Munson x reader with the prompt “I think that went wrong in every way it could’ve.” I think it can really go in any way so I leave it up to you!!

Prompt List

Warnings: nothing, really; reader is afraid of clowns (like I am xD) and Eddie being adorably grumpy

Disclaimer: I don’t own Stranger Things :D gif isn’t mine :)

Your name: submit What is this?

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That Went Wrong

“Hi, Eddie” you smiled brightly as you opened the door.

“Holy shit! You look amazing!” Eddie blurted out. “Wait, I didn’t mean that” he quickly said. “I mean, I meant the part that you’re amazing, I’m just sorry for saying ‘holy shit’” he said, making you laugh a little. “Let me start over, okay? Hello, (Y/N), you look fucking amazing-” he said, widening his eyes. “Dammnit, I did it again!”

“It’s okay” you smiled, kissing his cheek. “Thank you. You look really handsome, Eddie. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you with your hair up” you told him, making him smile back at you.

“D-does it look bad?” he asked nervously.

“What? No! Of course not, you always look good” you said, shyly. He did look good. Only different. You knew this had not been his wardrobe choice but you chose not to say anything about that. “Are those for me?” you asked, pointing at the flowers in his hand.

“Yes!” he said, bringing them up and accidentally hitting your nose a little. “Shit! Sorry” he laughed nervously.

“Eddie, they are lovely” you said, grabbing the bouquet of your favorite flowers from him. “I’m gonna put them in water and we can go” you said walking inside and he followed you. “Okay, I’m ready” you smiled, grabbing your purse.

“You look beautiful” Eddie said, offering you his arm and you gladly took it.

“Thank you, Eddie” you said, feelings your cheeks burn. Eddie led you out of your house and you were a little confused when you didn’t see his van anywhere. “Why do you have Steve’s car?” you asked when he walked you to the passenger’s door.

“Oh- uh-” he stuttered, opening the door for you. “My van broke down today a-and Steve said I could use his car as long as I didn’t crash it” he chuckled.

“Oh… okay” you said still a little confused but you got in. “So, where are we going?” you asked once Eddie got in the car.

“I told you, princess, movies, and dinner” he told you.

“Yes, but what movie and where are we going for dinner?” you asked, excitedly.

“That is a surprise” he told you, kissing your hand.

You still couldn’t believe you were on your first date with Eddie Munson. You were beyond excited. You’ve had a crush on him for what felt like ages. Of course, you had never spoken to him until the first time you picked Dustin, Lucas, Will, and Mike from Hellfire. And now, here you were, months later after he had finally asked you out.

Once you arrived at the movies, Eddie quickly got out of the car and ran over to your side to open the door for you.

“Thank you, Eddie” you smiled sweetly at him. He offered you his arm and you gladly took it as he lead the way to the movie theater. After he bought popcorn and something to drink, your smile slowly died down a little when you approached the theater of the movie the two of you were watching. “Is uh- Is this what we’re watching?” you asked nervously when you saw the poster of a horrible clown smirking sickeningly.

“Yeah! It’s supposed to be awesome!” Eddie said, excitedly. “You haven’t seen it, have you?”

“N-no, of course not” you chuckled anxiously. Of course, you hadn’t. You hated clowns. But you would not tell Eddie and ruin this date. He looked beyond excited to watch this movie so you were going to watch this movie. “I have been dying to watch it” you lied, for some reason.

“Really?” Eddie asked, excitedly. “I’m glad I picked the right choice then” he said, picking the seats for you two and he kissed your cheek.

“Yeah. The right one” you muttered, smiling tensely.

It can’t be that bad. You thought to yourself as the movie started. Oh, how wrong you were. It hadn’t even been twenty minutes and you couldn’t take it anymore. You tried. You really tried. You grabbed Eddie’s hand at every jumpscare. You even wrapped your arms around his and buried your head on his shoulder. You didn’t mind scary movies. You even enjoyed them sometimes. But this was a different level. And Eddie noticed.

“Hey, are you okay?” he asked worriedly, noticing the terrified look on your face.

“Yeah, I’m f-fine” you said, trying to smile at him. “Holy fuck! There’s two of them!” you blurted out as another clown appeared on the screen. “I uh- I need to go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back” you said, quickly getting up and running out of the theater before Eddie could say anything. You walked out and leaned against the wall that didn’t have the killer clown poster on it, taking deep breaths to try and calm down. “It’s just a movie” you told yourself. “Nothing is going to happen” you tried to convince yourself. You jumped, afraid when the door of the theater burst open again and you saw Eddie come out.

“Hey” he said, worriedly. “(Y/N), what’s going on? Are you okay?” he asked, walking towards you.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine, I was just about to-”

“Don’t lie to me, princess” he said softly. “Did you hate the movie?”

“What-? No!” you chuckled nervously. But he was looking at you with his deep, big, beautiful chocolate eyes and you couldn’t bring yourself to lie to him anymore. “Okay, I um… I didn’t like it, I’m sorry-!”

“No, why are you sorry?” he asked.

“Because you got the tickets for this movie and you obviously wanted to see it! We can go back in, it’s-”

“(Y/N)” he said, holding your hand. “I’m sorry” he told you. “I should have asked what movie you would like to see instead of just buying the tickets. I just… he sighed. “I thought you liked scary movies-”

“I do” you told him. “I usually do it’s just…” you took a deep breath. “Can I tell you something and you promise to not make fun of me?” you said, looking down.

“I would never make fun of you” he said, truthfully.

“Well… I’m terrified of clowns” you admitted, making Eddie feel horrible. “I have always hated them. I’m not sure why, so whenever it involves a clown I just…” you sighed. “I’m sorry, I should have told you-”

“No, love, it’s okay” he assured you. “Why didn’t you tell me? We could have watched something else-”

“I just… well, everyone kind of always makes fun of me for it so… I thought I could just watch it and it wouldn’t be a big deal” you told him. Eddie gently lifted your face so you would look at him and brushed his thumb against your cheek.

“I’m so sorry, princess. I would have never made you watch that movie if I had known-”

“I know, Eddie. Trust me I am not mad or anything I just… I’m sorry, I just need a minute and I think I can go back there-”

“What? No! We’re not going back in” he assured you. “Let’s just skip the movie and go to dinner, okay?”

“But Eddie-”

“No, no buts, love” he said, grabbing your hand and already pulling you away from the theater and back to the parking lot. “Let’s go” he said, pulling you closer.

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“I am going to kill Henderson! I gave him one job!” Eddie yelled frustrated as the two of you left the restaurant where he had made a reservation.

Eddie insisted he had made the reservation for 9:00 p.m. but the hostess insisted that ‘Munson, party of two’ was set for 7:00 p.m. and since the two of you got there at 7:45 they had given away your table and the restaurant was full.

“Eddie” you said, grabbing his hand. “It’s okay” you assured him.

“No, it’s not okay!” he said frustrated. “I wanted everything to be perfect! And first I ruined the movie-”

“You didn’t ruin the movie” you assured him.

“And now, Henderson made the reservation for a different time-”

“Eddie” you said, grabbing his hands in yours and making him stop once you were in front of the car. “Listen to me. You didn’t ruin anything” you told him. “First of all, if anyone ruined the movie it was me and my stupid fear of clowns-”

“No, that’s not-”

“And second of all, we don’t have to eat here. There are a million places we can go” you chuckled and he glared at you a little. “Okay fine, a couple of places” you corrected yourself. Is not like Hawkins had so many options. “In fact, my favorite fast food place is here down the road” you told him. “And it’s a beautiful night, I know somewhere we can go” you smiled.

Eddie sighed, running a hand through his hair, making it a little messier. “Okay” he said, still unconvinced. You smiled at him and kissed his cheek, making him relax a little and smile at you. “Okay” he repeated, kissing our head and walking you to the door again.

“Let’s go” you smiled, grabbing his hand.

After going through the drive-thru you gave the directions to Eddie of where you could go. You were almost there when the two of you heard a thumping noise as the car jumped a little and Eddie instantly stopped the car.

“Are you okay?” he asked and you nodded. He got out of the car and you quickly followed him. “Shit!” he said, kicking the side of Steve’s car. “You have to be fucking kidding me!” he complained as you looked at the flat tire on your side. “Harrington is gonna kill me! I can’t believe I borrowed his car so my stupid van wouldn’t die in the middle of our date and then this happens-!”

“Eddie, calm down” you smiled walking over to the trunk. “There’s probably a spare tire. We can change it” you told him.

“No, we-” he stopped. “Uh- I don’t know how to change a tire” he admitted.

“Oh” you simply said. “Well, I do” you smiled, going through Steve’s toolbox. “Here, hold this” you said, handing him a flashlight.

“You know how to change a tire?” he asked, feeling his cheeks blush.

“Yeah, my dad taught me. He said he never wanted me to be stranded and have to depend on some stranger on the road coming to my aid” you said, finding the tools you needed. “Shit, Harrington has fancy tools” you smiled, going over to the flat tire and kneeling down. “Could you hold up the flashlight?” you asked, smiling at Eddie, who quickly turned it on and pointed in your direction.

“Could you like… kind of show me how to do it?” he asked, squatting next to you.

“Yeah, sure” you smiled at him before you began. You tried changing the tire as quickly as you could, showing Eddie how to do it and before you knew it you were done. “And then you just tighten it” you said, finishing your job. “Now you just put the other one in Steve’s trunk and that’s it” you smiled, getting up.

“I’m sorry, princess. Now you have grease all over your hands” he told you.

“Oh, don’t worry about that” you said, walking over to the door. “If I know Steve Harrington, and I do” you said, opening the compartment and looking for something. “Aha!” you said, getting out the wipes with a triumphant smile. “See?” you said cleaning your hands and handing one to Eddie after he put everything away.

“Thanks” he said with a small smile. It was nothing like the one he had when he first came to pick you up. “Is your spot far from here-?”

“Actually, I think here’s good” you said, looking at the beautiful view of Hawkins. “Come on” you said, grabbing the bags of food and walking over to sit on the hood of the car. Eddie walked over to you and sat down next to you as you grabbed some french fries. “What’s wrong?” you asked, frowning when you saw his sad expression.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at you. “I think that went wrong in every way it could’ve” he said frustrated before he looked at you.

“What did?” you asked, confused.

“Everything! I picked the wrong movie, I screw up with the restaurant, and I couldn’t even change the fucking tire” he said, upset. “I screw everything up! I always do-!”

Eddie’s rant was suddenly interrupted when you grabbed his face and placed a sweet kiss on his lips. Eddie’s expression quickly went from angry, to confused, to the sweetest smile you had ever seen with blushed cheeks.

“You didn’t screw anything up, Eddie” you assured him.

“How can you say that?”

“Eddie, I was so happy when you asked me out!” you said. “I was excited to just spend time with you” you explained. “I would have been happy just sitting on the grass, looking up at the stars with you. You didn’t have to pick the perfect movie or the perfect restaurant or drive Steve’s car” you said. “Or wear his clothes” you informed him.

“How did you-?”

“I gave him that sweater for his birthday” you explained.

“Look, I just…” he sighed. “I wanted everything to be perfect” he explained. “I like you so much, (Y/N), and I wanted to give you the night you deserved. I guess… I wanted to… impress you” he muttered the last part. You smiled sweetly at him and scooched closer.

“I like you, Eddie” you said, running your hand through his hair and letting it free again. “I’m sorry that you thought this was all a disaster because, to be honest, it’s kind of the best night of my life” you smiled and Eddie smiled back at you.

“Seriously?”

“Mhm” you said before grabbing another frenchfry and taking a bite. “Also, these are the best fries I’ve ever had” you told him, making him laugh a little. “What?” you asked when he kept looking at you.

“Nothing” he said, still smiling at you. “It’s just… you’re making me fall in love with you” he said, bringing his hand up to your cheek.

“Yeah?” you asked, smiling brightly at him and he nodded. “Well, I learned from the best, Munson” you said, making him laugh a little before he leaned in to kiss you again.

By the end of the night, Eddie’s idea of how the date had gone was entirely different.

The End

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A/N: aaahh xD I hope you loves like it! I missed writing for Eddie! and also I wanted to thank the lovely @ali-r3n​ for giving the best idea of this being their first date! :D I hope you liked it, dearie :)

[sofiiel]

Tempted to use this song as a Promt for an angsty Eddie x Reader. Like....it's their thoughts towards him. Reader and Eddie just went through a bad break up, maybe the month before. Reader regrets it, and has been trying to reach out, but Eddie's moved on.

Eddie goes "missing" and they just want to know why he didn't come to them if he was in trouble. They don't believe he could hurt Chrissy because they saw how he looked at her.

They're just staring at their phone wanting a call and trying to call him, but there's no answer because his house is now empty.

And then being left like Wayne was to wonder what happened, reader just posting missing persons flyers around town and the next town over. Living their life forever searching and watching their phone, knowing one day they'll get a call.

And then one day months or even years later the lights in Reader's house flicker and the phone rings, and they hear Eddie's voice through that static, something like when they heard will through the walkie.

He says "I'm sorry" and the line cuts.

[eddiemunsonbingo]

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I Don’t Think We Are In 1986 Anymore? | Eddie Munson x Reader 1/?

Participating in the Stranger Prompts directly from the Twilight Zone. Created by @bettyfrommars @allthingsjoeq @somnambulic-thing 🖤

Choose a prompt from the list, add in your choice of Eddie or Steve, and spin the story however you like!

Combining two prompts bc why not ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

1.He shows up at your house covered in mud in the rain, but the problem is, he died two months ago

11. You find a man hiding in your house, and he says he’s from another dimension.

cw: Mentions of Eddie's death (dw he ain't dead) and his injuries from the upsidedown.

wc: 2.3k

1986

It had been two months since the events of Vecna ensued. There was a memorial for the friends and families of the victims who suffered the gruesome death caused by the supernatural creature. Unfortunately, Eddie Munson was still considered to be the culprit and did not get the chance to defend himself against the wrath of the people of Hawkins.

Only those who knew Eddie in the end stood at his grave site, unable to retrieve his body; they mourned the loss of their friend at an empty grave.

Eventually, life moved on, and his friends kept his spirit alive by regularly talking about him and the stories of Eddie the Banished turning into Eddie the Brave. They never would let one another forget the events of that fatal night...

2024

You were just getting out of the shower, walking into your bedroom to get ready for your work day. It was about 6:39am. Your usually morning routine as going to plan, you were about to pick out an outfit before sitting to dry your hair.

That was before you were almost frightened half to death. A blood-curdling scream left your throat when you saw a young man covered in dirt and filth crouched in your closet.

He screamed back in return, being more scared about what was happening to him that you seemed to understand.

Eddie had gone through literal hell, and back that had left him emotionally and physically drained. He found himself waking up back in the real world, unsure of how he'd gotten there. Looking around, he realized he was in a place resembling his hometown of Hawkins, but something was off.

He was in immense pain and covered with his own blood, demobat blood and dirt… lots of it. It was caked into his skin as he looked down at himself, it looked like he went through a mud slide. His fingers were a deep earth colour and he couldn’t tell where the blood started and the dirt stopped. He could feel the dried cracked mud covering his face. It made him think about how anyone could stand those mud masks if they made your skin feel this tight and dry.

Despite the confusion, Eddie recognized where he was. He was in the trailer park, or what used to be the trailer park. It was the same plot of land where he had lived for years. The street signs confirmed this, but there were houses instead of trailers.

As he looked around, he noticed that the tree to the west, which had always been a familiar sight, had aged considerably. Its branches were bent and twisted, and its leaves had turned a dull brown colour.

Eddie couldn't help but wonder how much time had passed since he had last been in this place. He felt uneasy, unsure of what to do next. What he did know was that he needed to get his wounds patched up, take a shower, and get some food. There was no way he was going to a hospital, so he tried his luck, and the house's back door, where his uncle's trailer use to be, was unlocked.

Eddie had no clue what time it was or what day. So he risked walking into the house, look around for any signs of life and decided to enter.

As he felt a parching thirst, he walked towards the refrigerator and opened it. Inside, he saw a clear and chilled water bottle that caught his eye and immediately reached for it. He twisted the cap open and took a few big gulps, feeling the water quench his thirst and refresh his body.

As he drank the water, his eyes wandered inside the fridge, and he spotted a shiny red apple lying on the shelf. He decided to take it, as he felt a sudden pang of hunger and knew that he needed some nutrients to boost his energy levels, not really having any since Chrissy's death a few weeks ago. It was a miracle, he didn’t starve to death let alone escape the Upsidedown.

He reached for the apple and turned it around in his hand, not bothering to wash it before he took a bite, feeling the crunch of the juicy flesh and the sweet taste of the fruit. After he ravaged the apple, Eddie spotted some packed cold cuts and some cheese. He swiped those and made his way to try and find a bathroom.

Eddie didn't have much luck on the first floor as he wandered your house, so he walked up the stairs and saw your bedroom door open. Before he could look elsewhere, he heard running water being shut off and a light hum coming from what he could only assume was the bathroom. So Eddie panicked and jumped into your closet to hide.

After a few more minutes of terrified screaming, as you stood there in nothing but your bath towel, you threatened to call the police.

"Please, no, I'm not going to hurt you, I swear! I'm innocent!"

"Innocent! You broke into my home."

"I'm sorry I was so hungry, and you have no idea the month I have had." He got up, and you flinched, stepping back and gripping your towel tighter.

As the man stood, you noticed he was limping; he had dried blood smeared on his clothes and face. He looked to be in a lot of pain.

Against your better judgment, you felt sorry for him. He looked scared and helpless, not to mention dressed peculiarly. He had a bandana wrapped around his head, covering his long hair. Guys don't have that kind of long of hair nowadays. He also wore a bulky green vest over a leather jacket—odd for the summer months? and his shoes, they were vintage.

"I should call you an ambulance or something." You mumble as you try to cover as much of your body as you can.

"No!"

He screamed, and you flinched again. You looked over to your dresser where your phone was sitting, wondering if you could get to it before this psycho kills you.

"I'm sorry, but no, no hospitals." He shakes his head; he looks like he might cry.

"But you're hurt!" you protest. Why? You don't know. You have an extreme empathy meter, and now you hate yourself for it.

"What day is it?" He changes the subject.

"Friday"

"No I mean… last I remember it was March?."

"It’s May 17th, 2024," you reiterate.

"Excuse me? I think I have dirt still in my ears. You said what now?" He chuckles uncomfortably.

"It's May."

"No, I heard that; what year is it?" He asks with a hard tone.

"Two-thousand-and-twenty-four," you sound out each syllable like it was an idiot.

"Jesus H Christ," He whispers as his doe eyes get even bigger than you thought possible.

You didn't know what to do, this guy clearly needed help and maybe a psych evaluation, but you wanted to help him. If he had wanted to murder you he would have done so already.

"What is your name?" You bravely ask.

"Eddie... uh.... Munson"

"WHAT" you scream, almost dropping your towel in shock.

"What? What's wrong? I'm innocent; I swear I didn't hurt that girl!"

"No, I know that! I know that name... But Eddie Munson died in the eighties?"

"Hate to break it to you, sweetheart, but I am, in fact, Eddie Munson and very much alive... unfortunately."

"What year were you born?" Maybe this was a coincidence? Maybe, there could be two Eddie Munsons from Hawkins, Indiana, who your father never shut the fuck up about.

"1965" He answered confidently.

"You sure about that?" you question."

"You want me to go back in time to get my birth certificate?" He still can't believe he is in the year 2024, but then again he just went through a lot of stuff he still cant wrap his head around.

"No, no, it’s just you’re very young for a 59-year-old," You giggle.

"I’m not crazy!"

He looked kinda crazy

"Ok, ok, I’m sorry." Why were you apologizing?

"What year were you born?" he asks.

"1995"

"Woah." He walks over and plops himself on your vanity chair. This was too much. Eddie wanted to go home—to be clean, eat, and be with his uncle. Now, he was stuck in another dimension. The future?

You stood there and watched as the wheels in Eddie's head started to turn.

"Listen... I uh- fuck I'm absolutely insane," You mumbled to yourself. "I will let you use my shower... and I'll give you some clean clothes. I'll give you my phone to call whoever, okay?" That would be you and him sometime.

"Thank you." He signed. His shoulder dropped and he genuinely looked relieved.

You walked to your closet to get him a fresh towel and showed him to the bathroom. You also grabbed a fresh toothbrush for him. Who knows the last time he had access to a bathroom? As he stripped, you saw a very familiar, albeit ripped, logo plastered on his chest under the layers of grime.

You had to confirm with your dad what this Eddie Munson looked like. You felt like you were going crazy.

When Eddie was in the shower, you finally changed into clothes and immediately called your dad.

"Hey, Honey, what's going on?" He sounds like he was just waking up.

"I need your help!" you half scream in a whispered tone.

"Are you hurt has happened?" Your dad piped out of bed frantically.

"No, I'm okay, I need you to come here as soon as possible, its an emergency"

"Ok im coming. Do you need me to stay on the phone?"

"No, but I need you to get here as soon as possible." You bite your nail out of habit.

"Ok, ok, you're freaking me out-" You hear the jingle of keys and your mom yelling in the background "-you promise you're okay?"

"Yes, just please get here. Now," You hang up and collect Eddie's clothes and throw them into the washing machine.

Once you hang up with your dad, you call in sick to work because there is no way you're going in now. This had to be some weird fever dream. The wheels in your head were turning, and you saw Eddie emerge from the bathroom, cleaned up and no longer dark brown from being caked in blood and dirt.

Your eyes widen as you fully take in the man standing in your house. You finally recognized him; you had seen his picture plenty of times before.

"What? What is wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost?" He half smiles, and your heart swells. You can't believe what's happening, but you have to play it cool.

"Do-uh, do you need any help with uh-" You motioned to his middle; there was a nasty gash on his side; it looked irritated and swollen.

"Um, yeah, if you have any alcohol or something to clean it?"

"Ok, I should, um, you can go to my room; I left you some sweatpants that should fit and a t-shirt." You pass by him back into the bathroom to find your first aid kit.

"Uh, so I don't know if this is expired or not; let me just google how long rubbing alcohol can be opened for." you smile, picking up your phone and not giving it a second thought.

"What a Goolgle?"

This made you chuckle.

"An internet web browser," you smile, typing away.

“What’s that?” he points to your cell phone.

"A cellphone?" Maybe he was telling the truth about being from 1986?

"That’s not a cell phone." He scoffs.

"Yes it is" you giggle.

"You can call people from that thing?"

"And go online, FaceTime; it holds music, takes pictures, text, it has a flashlight, it even has a calculator." you wink.

"Face what?"

"Oh, uh. Video call… "

"Woah," Eddie was shocked.

"It can do a bunch of other stuff, but uh, let's stick to researching the life of opened-up rubbing alcohol, shall we?"

You find out that it should be safe to use, dab it on a cotton ball, and gently pat Eddie's wound, and he winces at the sting.

After a few minutes of silent concentration, you stand up with a satisfied smile.

"That should do it. Can I get you anything to eat or drink?" you motion for him to follow you, and he does as he pulls the only band shirt over his wet mop.

"Uh yeah, anything. I'll take anything." Eddie was still famished.

You get some eggs, bread, and bacon, a quick and hearty meal for him.

As the sizzle of the bacon fills the room, Eddie's stomach growls.

"It will be done soon" You smile from over your shoulder.

"Hey, um you never told me your name..."

"Oh, everyone calls me Birdie... Kinda named after my aunt." you smile.

"Nice to meet you, Birdie." He smiles, and your heart flutters a little.

Stop it right now. You scold yourself internally. What the fuck was wrong with you?

You shake off your thoughts about how attracted you are by the weird stranger sitting at your kitchen table and serve him his breakfast.

Eddie doesn't say much as he wolfs down the home-cooked meal.

"Oh god, this is so good," he moans just as you head a pounding at the door. Eddie freezes like a deer caught in headlights.

"It's not the cops, I promise." You reassure him, resting your hand on his forearm.

Before you can stand up, your dad unlocks your front door, running inside with your mom right on his tail.

"Birdie, honey!" He yells out.

"In the kitchen, Dad!"

"Dad?" Eddie looks to you.

You can no longer hold back your smile, and your dad comes running into the room, running to you, pulling you into a tight death grip of a hug, making sure you are, in fact, okay.

You lock eyes with the man sitting at your table. As your dad turns to see the not-so-stranger sitting at his daughter's kitchen table.

"Holly shit Eddie?!”

"Henderson?!"

"I'm calling Uncle Steve."

Pt. 2

[pullhisteeth]

hey friends!

I am finally blessed with some a) time and b) brain power and I would like to write some more things for you! there are a couple in my inbox that I am trying to get through but .....

if you'd be up for sending me a prompt - a sentence, phrase, word, scenario - I would love to spin something together for u. hit me up!

<3 love ya

[darby-rowe]

Just thinking about how in Stranger Things the characters pointed out how Eddie has stains on his bed and he got so flustered!!

imagine all those stains are from fucking the reader and pissing on her 🤤

Like they had a whole sex crazed marathon

"euhhghghh those stains are bong water stains eugghhhg" WRONG eddie munson is a PISS SLUT AND IT'S CANON IN MY MIND THANK YEWWW

[harrywavycurly]

Plot twist what if it’s Rockstar!Eddie you see at the bar and ask to be your fake husband!!!

Hiii babes!! Ohh my goodness can you just imagine you have no clue who Eddie Munson is so you really have no idea that he’s just visiting the Hideout because he had a tour stop in Indianapolis and likes to show his hometown some love when he can. So when you glance around the bar and see him leaning over talking to the bartender and grabbing a beer you just pick him because he looks the most threatening with his long hair, dark jeans, leather jacket and vest covered in patches and not the mention the cigarette hanging off his lips like he just walked off the set of metal magazine. You’re nervous when you rush over to him but you don’t have time to think about that or the fact that now you’re up close and personal with Eddie he’s actually kind of cute before you tap him on the shoulder and go “will you please be my husband? Just for a few minutes.”

But Eddie being a gentleman wouldn’t automatically assume you know who he is and he can tell you’re not just giving him some random line to get his attention by the way you’re not so subtly shaking a bit and looking around the bar for who he can only assume is an ex of yours. He’s quick to place his arm over your shoulder and put his cigarette out as he places his beer on the bar top all while he pulls you closer to him so his lips are right next to your ear. “I can give you more than a few minutes sweetheart.” You feel your cheeks get hot as Eddie scans the bar for assholes and he smirks when his eyes land on a dude that’s already glaring at him. “Let’s cause a scene shall we?” And before you really know what’s happening you feel his thumb under your chin so he can look you in the eyes and the way you watch his gaze drop to your lips you know what question he’s silently asking so you just nod your head making Eddie smile as he leans in and places a kiss to your lips. 🙃🫠

[mothofmyth]

Eddie and Wayne getting not just any house post-vecna, but the Harrington house itself. Steve's parents were selling it to any buyer, govt took it and threw it at the munsons as part of their hush money.

Steve's in the middle of getting evicted and he's miserable but then shock! eddie and wayne invite him to live with them! and so on and so forth...

[starthecozy]

Kinktober prompt 16: aftercare / tattoos

After getting way too enthusiastic about Steve's new tattoo, Eddie is taking care of him with slow devotion

bonus: front view

[queenie-ofthe-void]

Steve knows the kids are obsessed with the newest up and coming metal band, Corroded Coffin, even though their music is actually terrible. But when Robin of all people begs Steve take them to the band's next gig, he relents.

Everything starts to make a lot more sense when they walk up to the stage and there's an honest to god Siren behind the microphone, a guitar slung low on his hips with magic wafting off him in waves over the crowd.

The singer clocks him immediately and quickly schools the flash of surprise in his eyes into something more flirtatious.

Steve smiles, the cat that caught the canary. He was right. Their music really does suck, and he can't wait until tomorrow when he can rub it in his tiny human friends' faces.

Tonight, however, he's going to ruffle a pretty boy's feathers.

~~~

Eddie knows his music's horse shit, tailor made for humans- sue him, they needed the money. So he's always a little surprised when another creature finds their way to his concerts. It happens on occasion, and of course they're always welcomed. He's seen all sorts on their tour.

But something as beautifully unholy as a Nephilim?

The man with the auburn hair and hazel eyes surrounded by a gaggle of children glows with a golden aura so soft and warm Eddie's almost left speechless. Almost.

He's caught staring, but he can't take his eyes away. So Eddie does what Sirens do best. He preens, puffs his sleek black feathers just enough for only the man in the crowd to see and sings. A move typically saved for encores, the crowd goes wild with energy and pushes their way towards the stage.

The Nephi laughs, full-bodied with mirth at the antics. A beacon of golden light bursts from him, control of his halo slipping just the slightest.

It's unearthly, it's sinful, and Eddie falls to his knees in worship. The men and women caught in the halo turn to him, smiling and leaning in and touching what is Eddie's--

But the Angel relaxes, the halo draws back, and the peoples' hands fall away even though their eyes linger.

None of that matters when the Angel blows him a kiss. Eddie knows, deep in the hollows of his bones, that when he finds him after the show, he'll stretch his Angel's wings and show him just how bright his halo can glow.