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hellfirehottie · 29 days ago

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California Dreamin' - Eddie Munson

Chapter Eleven - Lay all your love on me

Content warnings: Awkward first date (cute though!), brief mentions of trauma, Eddie flashback (okay, a lot of trauma for Eddie, oops!), goofy idiots in love, lots of sexual tension, smut! dirty talk kinda, thigh riding, hand kink / oral fixation kinda? thumb sucking lol. Praise kink, use of "good girl" , possession kink, public sexual activities / voyeurism, untouched m!orgasm (cause I'm a simp for simp Eddie), brief mention of vomiting.

"Don't go wasting your emotion, lay all your love on me,

Don't go sharing your devotion, lay all your love on me."

Lay your love on me - Abba

Saturday / Forest Hills Trailer Park / 12:30pm

[Eddie sways into his bedroom, towel hung low on his hips, humming along to the music playing on his stereo. He closes the door with his hip, dancing along to the music as he runs another towel through his drying hair.]

Eddie: “Mmm-Mmm-Mhm, Oh yeah, mmm, pow!” [He dramatically throws his towels to the floor, dancing sassily around his room naked] “Mmm-hmm-Mhm, yeah!”

[Eddie yanks open his drawers and pulls on a pair of underwear and jeans. Continuing to hum to himself he haphazardly opens another draw, looking at his shirts.

His Hellfire shirt is shoved in the back of the drawer, unworn but clean since Nina had stayed over. He looks at it, contemplating, deep in thought. He looks at his recent favourite Black Sabbath shirt and goes to pick it up. His fingers still, as he looks back at the Hellfire shirt.]

Eddie: [quietly, to himself] “Hellfire or Sabbath, Hellfire or Sabbath, Hellfire or Sabbath. Damn it, just pick one!”

[Eddie picks up the Hellfire shirt]

Eddie: [smiling softly] “Hello, old friend.”

[He pulls the shirt over his head, sprays deodorant and cologne, and pulls on his socks and shoes. Looking at the time, his eyes widen, and he runs out of his room to the kitchen, grabbing his keys on the way.]

Wayne: [calling out from the living room] “Go get her, son!” Eddie: “Thanks Wayne!” [bending down to tie his shoes] “Any words of advice?” Wayne: “Just be yourself!” Eddie: [smirking] “Garbage advice, Wayne!” [running out the door] “Don’t wait up!”

[Eddie jumps in his van and speeds to Nina and Robin’s house.]

Robin: [perfecting Nina’s hair] “And what are we going to do?” Nina: [nervous] “Be myself. Not panic.” Robin: “Good, and what are we not going to do?” Nina: [rhetorical, uneasy] “Be a messy, disastrous basket case?” Robin: [wincing, sarcastic] “Needs work but it’ll do.” [smacking Nina on the ass as she walks out the front door] “Go get ‘em tiger!”

[Nina rolls her eyes and closes the front door. As she turns around, she sees Eddie on the front door step, hand extended ready to knock on the door.]

Nina: (shy) “Hi, Eddie.” Eddie: (warmly) “Hey, gorgeous.” [looking at her up and down, smiling] “You look beautiful.” Nina: [nervously] “Thanks, you too- I mean, you look h-handsome, you look good.” [she closes her eyes, embarrassed] “Fuck.” [smiling] “Sorry, I’m a little nervous.” Eddie: (teasingly) “It’s okay, I know I look beautiful.” [Nina blushes, Eddie relishes in it] “Ready to go?” Nina: [patting her backpack full of snacks, cheeky] “Ready when you are, beautiful.”

[Eddie and Nina sing along to a mixtape Eddie made - the one he promised Nina he would make- for an hour while driving to a small village outside of Hawkins. Eddie lies down the picnic blanket he bought especially for the occasion, offering Nina his hand with a courtesy to sit down. They sit under a tree, unpacking their food.]

Nina: (sweetly) “Ham and cheese or peanut butter and jelly?” Eddie: “Peanut butter and jelly please.” Nina: [handing him a sandwich, looking around curiously] “So, how do you know about this place?” Eddie: [looking around, smiling] “My mom used to take me here when I was little.” [pointing at the park] “She used to push me on the swings there.” [pointing at the river] “And we used to feed the ducks there. And a secret third thing which will be revealed later.” Nina: (teasing) "Ooh that’s ominous, I’ll refrain from asking questions since it’ll ruin the mystery.” Eddie: (teasing her back) “Hey, you’re learning!” [Nina rolls her eyes and swats him playfully] Nina: [smiling to herself, eating her sandwich] “I can just imagine little Eddie running around playing in the park. I bet you were a little terror.” Eddie: (cheeky) “I’ll have you know I was a darling little angel as a child.” Nina: (scoffing, cheeky) “What changed then?” Eddie: [mock offence] “Hey! I’m still a darling little angel.” Nina: (teasing) “Says the Satanist cult leader of Hawkins.” Eddie: (laughing) “You got me on that one!” ---------------------------------------------------

Nina: [lying back on the blanket, pointing up at the sky] “That cloud looks like a bat.” Eddie: [smug, amused] “I think it looks like a cloud.” Nina: [sarcastic, light-hearted] “You know, when you graduate you should seriously consider a career in comedy, you’re so funny Eddie.” Eddie: [cheeky] “Or a cloud designer.” Nina: [rolling her eyes but can’t help but smile] “You’re impossible.” Eddie: [pointing up] “That one looks like a dolphin.” Nina: “Where?” [she shuffles closer to Eddie, resting her head on his shoulder, his stomach flips] “Oh yeah, it does!”

[Eddie squeaks with happiness as Nina lies down on him, he tries to cover it with a cough]

Nina: (confused) “What was that noise?” Eddie: [trying to play it off, embarrassed] “What noise? I didn’t hear any noise.” Nina: (grinning) “You made a weird squeaking sound.” Eddie: [dismissive, voice squeaky with nerves] “No I didn’t.” Nina: “You’re doing it now!” [loving how embarrassed Eddie is] “What’s up with you?” Eddie: [flushed, nervous] “You just lay your head on me, I thought it was cute.” [Nina grins harder] “And my body betrayed me and decided to embarrass me ‘cause… yeah…” Nina: (teasingly) “Cute.” [she rests her head on Eddie’s shoulder again, smiling] “Should I expect squeaking sounds every time I touch you?” Eddie: (cheeky) “Depends on how you’re touching me.” Nina: [swatting him playfully] “Perv.”

[Eddie blushes and presses a gentle kiss on the top of her head, inhaling her coconut shampoo and smiles to himself. Nina smiles as she feels the kiss on her head.]

Nina: [Nina notices Eddie’s Hellfire shirt] “Hey, that’s my shirt!” [Eddie looks at her, confused] “That’s my sleepover shirt.” Eddie: “Oh, yeah, uh, I made it a few years back.” (blushing) “I don’t wear it very often anymore.” Nina: (flirty) “You should, it looks good on you.” [curious] “I’ve seen the rest of Hellfire wear that shirt but I’ve never seen you wear one. It suits you.” Eddie: (flirty) “Really? Cause I think it looks much better on you.” [whispering in her ear] “Especially when it’s the only thing you wear.” [a shiver runs down Nina’s spine] Nina: “Again, perv.” Eddie: (cheeky) “Can’t help it, I’ve got a gorgeous girl lying on me who is feeding me sandwiches and cookies, I’m happy.” Nina: (curious) “Why don’t you wear it anymore?” Eddie: “Well…”

Flashback - January / the trailer park / 8pm

Wayne: “Right I’m off to work, I’ll see you in the- Eddie, you okay?”

[Eddie is lying in bed, covers pulled high over his shoulders, glumly watching the snow outside.]

Eddie: (flatly) “I’m fine. I’ll see you in the morning.” Wayne: (concerned) “Not feeling well?” Eddie: [tearing up] “I-“ [he clears his throat of his tears, stubborn] “I’m fine. Just tired.” Wayne: [after pause, trying to uplift him] “You’ve got band practice tonight, right?” Eddie: (quietly) “I’m not going.” Wayne: “I see.” [struggling] “Why don’t you give Dustin a ring? I know he’d love to help you with your new campaign.” Eddie: “I scrapped the campaign.” Wayne: (defeated) “Is there anything I can do?” Eddie: [with a fake smile] “It’s okay, I’ll be fine.” (Gently) “I’ll see you in the morning.” Wayne: [torn] “You know where I am if you need me.” [Wayne exits the trailer]

[Eddie sighs, watching the snow fall. It reminds him of the ash falling from the sky in the upside down.]

Eddie: [sighing sadly, tearing up again] “I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you, Chrissy.”

[Eddie’s tears turn to anger. He looks around his room, enraged at the metal band posters, the D&D figurines, the clutter and chaos. He wants to tear his room to shreds.

He begins heaving with anger. His trembling hands push everything off his desk onto the floor, he crumples up his bedding and tosses it across the room, he empties his clothes from his drawers onto the floor.

The Hellfire shirt takes his eye. He snatches it and storms outside, picking up a bottle of whisky from the kitchen counter.

He wrenches open the trailer door, slamming it behind him. The cold snow nips at his skin, aching the scars on his torso. This only fuels him more.

He pours the whisky into the metal trash can and flicks a lit match into the bin. Flames woosh into the air, thick smoke melting the falling snow. He looks deeply into the flames, his anger mirrored in the violence of the flames.

He looks at the Hellfire shirt scrunched in his fist.]

Eddie: [bitterly] “It’s all your fucking fault. You’ve ruined my life.” [he holds the shirt over the flames, not enough for the shirt to burn] “It’s never going to fucking end.”

[His lip begins to tremble again. His skin erupts into goosebumps, he becomes aware he is outside in winter in just pyjama trousers and a vest, no shoes on the cold snow.]

Eddie: [hyperventilating] “I’m so sorry Chrissy.” [he begins to sob] “I’m so fucking sorry.” [he brings the shirt away from the flames and holds it to his face, using it to muffle his sobs and wipe his tears]

End of flashback -

Eddie: (uneasy) “After the accident last summer, nothing felt right, everything was too tight and suffocating and- well, it didn’t feel like me anymore. I started to dress more normal for a while.” Nina: “Eddie Munson, normal? I don’t think you’ve been normal a day in your life.” [Eddie smiles a small smile, shaking his head laughing] “It’s understandable to lose yourself for a while after something traumatic, it happens to all of us.” [she smiles at him reassuringly] “I’m glad you’re wearing it again.” Eddie: (softly) “Me too.” Nina: [realising] “Wait, you’re sharing with me.” Eddie: “Um, yeah. Is that not okay? I thought it was normal to share this kinda stuff with someone you’re dating.” Nina: “It is! I- I want to share with you too. If that’s okay?” Eddie: (proud, soft) “Yeah?” Nina: “I ran away from home. Kind of. I er-“ [picking her nails anxiously, Eddie takes her hand] “I had to leave, for reasons I won’t get into now, so I packed my bags and left in the middle of the night.” Eddie: (softly) “I’m sorry.” Nina: “Don’t say sorry, you’ve done nothing wrong.” [pulling at her hair] “I just had to get out of there, I couldn’t take it anymore.” [sighing] “I’m a coward.” Eddie: [smiling sadly] “I know a thing or two about running and being a coward.” [he rubs his thumb over Nina’s hand he’s holding comfortingly, which is laid across his chest] “I doubt you were being a coward, you were probably scared.” [looking at the water nearby] “It’s okay to be scared. I’m scared too.” Nina: (sniffling) “Wow, this got deep very quick.” [smiling sadly] “You know what we need?” Eddie: [thumb rubbing her shoulder with his free hand] “What’s that?” Nina: [turning to face him, grinning] “Ice cream.” ---------------------------------------------------- Nina: “Stop stealing my ice cream, shithead!” Eddie: [grinning, ice cream over his mouth, talking with his mouth full] “I was just testing it for poison.” [Nina rolls her eyes but can’t help but smile. Eddie extends his ice cream to her face, grinning devilishly] “Here, have some of mine?” [Nina innocently goes to lick the ice cream, Eddie pushes it so it goes on her nose] “Oops!” Nina: [surprised] “Oh, you little shit!” [Eddie takes off running, cackling, while Nina wipes her nose] “I’m gonna get you, Munson!”

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Nina: [swinging Eddie’s hand back and forth with hers] “So, what now Batman?” Eddie: [grinning] “Now to the fun part!”

[They walk along the riverside to a small wooden stall. The stall has a big sign saying “boat rides” on it. Small rowing boats are stacked upon each other, and the giant pond in front of them is filled with laughter and chatter amongst the fellow rowers. ]

Eddie: “Tadah!” Nina: [excitedly] “We’re going on a boat?!” Eddie: [happy at Nina’s reaction] “We are indeed.” Nina: “Awesome!” Eddie: [holding his hand out to help Nina on the boat] “Bow or Stern?” Nina: “Either is fine by me!”

[Nina sits on the seat at the end of the little boat, Eddie sits in the middle holding the two oars]

Eddie: [cheeky] “Where to, m’lady?” Nina: [glowing with happiness] “Wherever the water takes us, kind sir.” Eddie: [amused, begins rowing] “I think the saying is ‘wherever the wind takes us.’” Nina: [smirking] “Don’t be a smartass.”

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Eddie: [matter of fact] “You could not be more wrong.” Nina: “What? Chucky is so much better than the Evil Dead!” Eddie: [offended, cocky] “Chucky is a little asshole doll. Lock him in a cupboard and your problem is solved. A possessed woman with a chainsaw? Can’t lock her in a cupboard, can you?” Nina: [equally as smug] “Don’t read from the book of the dead and there wouldn't be a possessed woman with a chainsaw, problem solved.” Eddie: [scoffing] “Where’s the fun in that?” Nina: [tutting, teasing] “I bet in a horror movie you’d be the dumb blonde who dies first.”

[Eddie pushes up the sleeves on his shirt; Nina’s eyes linger on Eddie’s toned forearms]

Eddie: [cocky] “I’ll have you know, I’d be the brave charismatic leader that saves your dumb blonde ass.” Nina: [scoffing, cheeky] “Not if the thing I need saving from is spiders or deep water.” Eddie: “I knew I shouldn’t have told you that, it was a big fucking spider in my defence!” [Nina giggles at him, he smiles] Nina: “Hang on, why did you bring me on a boat, on a lake, when you’re scared of water?” Eddie: (shy) “I know you like water and I thought, well, I need to get over the fear sometime.” [looking away, embarrassed] “Just killing two birds with one stone or whatever.” Nina: [grinning] “I think that’s really sweet of you, Eddie.” [he blushes] “And brave. I’m having a lovely first date.”

[Eddie stops rowing and looks at Nina, mouth parted, eyes glassy.]

Eddie: (small) “You think I’m brave?” Nina: (oblivious) “I do.” Eddie: [whispered] “Thank you.” [he looks around at the sky, confused] “When did it start raining?”

[Nina looks around confused, holding her hands up to feel water drip onto her fingers. She looks ahead, behind Eddie, to see the large water fountain ahead]

Nina: [rushed] “Oh my god, Eddie, the fountain!” Eddie: [oblivious] “The what?” Nina: [panicked] “The fountain, the fountain!”

[The small boat begins to float towards the large water fountain in the centre of the pond. Eddie looks back at the fountain, then looks back at Nina with wide eyes]

Eddie: “Oh fucking hell!” [he scrambles to grab the oars to manoeuvre them away from the spraying fountain. They both begin to get soaked from the water, both of them squealing and shivering under the heavy spray]

Eddie: “Jesus H. Christ!” Nina: [squealing] “Fuck me, that’s cold!” [loudly] “Eddie, the oars!”

[the oars begin to drift off the boat and into the water. Nina lunges one way to grab an oar, Eddie the other. The boat rocks under the quick shift in weight.]

Eddie: "Shit!” [Eddie lunges too far and falls into the water.] Nina: [worried] “Eddie!” [rushing to his side to reach him] “Are you okay?”

[Eddie emerges from the water gasping, he takes Nina’s hand and throws himself back onto the boat]

Eddie: “Jesus, that is cold!”

Nina: “Are you okay?” [both of them look at each other, completely drenched]

Eddie: [sheepish] “Never better, babe.”

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[Nina and Eddie row over to the wooden hut, their time in the boat over, both of them completely soaked. The usher working at the stall raises his eyebrows at them and they smile sheepishly. They leave the boat, giggling into each other, and walk up the bridge back towards Eddie’s van.]

Nina: [giggling, raking her fingers through her hair as they walk] “So, did that help conquer your fear of deep water then?” Eddie: [walking oddly, stiff in wet denim] “There’s no deep water left to be scared of, I think I’ve swallowed half of it.” [Nina bursts into laughter, eyes struggling not to leer at the way Eddie’s clothes cling to his toned body.] Nina: [coy] “Y’know, Eddie…” Eddie: [oblivious, ringing out his shirt] “Hmm?” Nina: [whispering in his ear, cheeky] “You’re the first guy who's ever gotten me this wet on a first date before.”

[Eddie’s eyes go wide and his face immediately goes red. Nina cackles at his reaction and takes off running]

Nina: “Race you to the car, Eddie!”

Eddie: [fondly watching Nina skip away, heart beating fast, grinning, talking softly to himself] “Jesus Christ.”

[Nina is sitting in the passenger seat as Eddie opens the door and gets in. He puts on the heater to warm up the car and dry off their clothes.]

Nina: “You want the last donut?” Eddie: “Sure.”

[Nina leans over the centre console and offers the donut in front of Eddie’s mouth. He takes a bite of the donut, eyes locked on Nina.

Strawberry jam from the donut lingers on the corner of Eddie’s mouth. Nina wipes it with her thumb and offers it to Eddie, he sucks it off her thumb. Nina’s eyes go wide, transfixed on Eddie’s lips and the suckling of her thumb. Her heart beats faster and she finds herself biting her lip. Eddie watches Nina’s reaction, turned on]

Nina: [clearing her throat] “We should probably head back and get out of these wet clothes, huh?” Eddie: [eyes scanning Nina, trying not to linger on her wet body] “Y- yeah we should.”

[Eddie begins to drive. The tension in the air is thick.]

Nina: (shyly) “Thank you for a great date, Eddie. Even if we are drenched.” [blushing] “I kinda don’t want it to end.” Eddie: [matter of fact] “It’s not over yet.” Nina: [hopeful] “It’s not?” Eddie: [grinning] “Chucky vs Evil Dead at my place.”

[Nina hums contently. She presses the radio on and “Lay all your love on me” by ABBA plays loudly in the van]

Nina: “I love this song!” Eddie: “This song sucks!” Nina: [exclaiming] “You’re tapping along on the steering wheel!” Eddie: [embarrassed] “Am not.” Nina: [enthralled] “You so are!” Eddie: [stubborn] “I am not.” Nina: [cheeky] “Hey Eddie?” [Eddie turns to look at her, she begins to sing at him loudly] “Don’t go wasting your emotion!” [Eddie rolls his eyes but smiles] “Lay all your love on me!” [the sentence trails off towards the end, her voice becoming softer. Eddie looks over at her, eyes twinkling with hope] Nina: “Eddie?” Eddie: “Yeah?” Nina: “Pull over.” Eddie: [worried] “Are you okay? Do you feel sick?” Nina: [softly] “Just pull over.”

[Eddie pulls the van to a stop at the side of the road. The road is empty]

Eddie: [hopeful] “Everything okay?” Nina: “Kiss me.”

[Eddie’s heart beats faster and he gulps, palms sweaty]

Eddie: “H-here?” Nina: “Right here.”

[Eddie looks at Nina’s eyes searching for doubt. When he finds none, he confidently reaches across the van to kiss Nina; his large hands cupping either side of her face. It takes Nina’s breath away.

Nina shuffles closer, her hands combing through his wet hair. Eddie hums with content as Nina slips her tongue into his mouth, pulling her even closer]

Eddie: “C’mere.” [Eddie pats his lap. Nina leans over the console, and with help from Eddie, straddles his lap. Before their lips can touch again, Nina pulls back] Nina: “Wait!” [Eddie looks at her, pouting and confused. She reaches down the side of the seat and slightly reclines Eddie’s chair] “Much better.” [Nina giggles and Eddie looks at her with love in his eyes]

[Eddie holds Nina firmly by the neck and pulls her down to him, reuniting their lips. As their tongues lick at each other, Eddie uses his large palm to pull Nina closer to him, their wet bodies pressed together, Nina’s weight on him]

Eddie: [mumbling between kisses] “You really wanna do this here?” Nina: “Don’t want to wait any longer.” [Eddie moans at her words] “Need you now.” [Eddie melts, moaning again] “Please, Eddie.” Eddie: [riled up, checking the windows for passers by] “Doesn’t bother you we’re in public?” Nina: (shyly) “I find it kinda hot, actually.” Eddie: [resting his head back on the headrest, eyes closed, turned on] “Fuuck.” [Nina’s eyes light up at Eddie’s thick neck, how his Adam’s apple bobs with anticipation, she can’t help but lean down and kiss and nibble at it.] Nina: [whispered in his ear] “Is it okay that I find it hot?” Eddie: (hungrily, in bliss with Nina kissing his neck) “I find it hot that you find it hot.” [he brings her face back to his, kissing her heatedly] “Been wanting you all day.” [his hands go under her dress, stroking both thighs, both hips, her ass, her sides of her stomach] “This dress has been driving me crazy.” [he grabs harsh handfuls of her ass] “Take it off.”

[Nina leans back and pulls the dress off over her head. Eddie leans back to take in the sight, hands stroking the goosebumps on her skin.]

Nina: (embarrassed) “Um…” [she pulls her underwear down her legs too] “They’re wet too…” Eddie: (grinning, cheeky) “Only if I’m doing my job right.” Nina: [red with blushing] “You’re on a roll today, perv.” [smirking] “Your turn, Munson.”

[Eddie eagerly pulls down his trousers, Eddie and Nina having to manoeuvre carefully in the seat to remove his jeans, both of them giggling when they get stuck. With Eddie’s jeans at the footwell of the car, Nina paws at Eddie’s shirt, which he pulls off over his head.

Nina’s lingers trace Eddie’s tattoos and he shivers, wriggling underneath Nina. Nina’s body is once again pressed on top of Eddie’s, her naked cunt against the fabric of his boxers.]

Eddie: “Oh god.” [Eddie bites his lip, enthralled by the sight of her bare pussy ghosting over his hard cock. His hands linger on her hips, his thumbs rubbing circles on her pelvis, his mouth watering. He softly mutters to himself.} “I can’t believe this is happening.”

[He looks up at Nina with eyes filled with want and adoration and feels his heart race, body igniting with heat and gulps with anticipation. Nina feels the twitch of Eddie’s erection against her core. She lets out a little whimper at the feeling, her clit throbbing.]

Eddie: [breathless] “Keep making noises like that and I’ll cum right here right now.” [his jaw clenches with restraint] Nina: (teasing) “Hot.” [she grinds up and down over him once, he begins to pant] Eddie: [restrained] “‘M serious Nina, wanna make it last this time.” [stroking her sides, eyes closed, gulping] “Want it to be good for you.” Nina: [spurred on] “You’ve been thinking a lot about the other night?” Eddie: (half joking) “You kidding me? I’ve been hard ever since.” [tucking her hair behind her ear, looking at her lovingly] “Can’t stop thinking about it, about you.” Nina: [pulling back, Eddie whines] “Eddie… I’ve got to ask.” [Eddie’s face drops in fear] “Is it me you want or is it just sex? Just so I know where I stand ‘ca-” Eddie: [interrupting] “You. Definitely you.” [gulping, brave, looking deeply into her eyes] “Wanted you since I set eyes on you.” [brushing the hair out of her face] “Knew I wanted to make you mine.” Nina: [with wide eyes, voice soft] “I like it when you say things like that.” Eddie: (curious) “Yeah?” Nina: “Yeah.” [kissing his neck, whispering in his ear, he shudders] “It gets me hot.”

[Eddie rests his head on the headrest, eyebrows furrowed and eyes screwed shut, biting his lip with restraint as Nina kisses down the side of his neck, sucking on the column of his throat. Nina begins to grind on Eddie’s lap, causing a low groan to slip through Eddie’s lips]

Nina: (softly, aroused) “Say it again for me.” Eddie: [breathless as Nina kisses him] “I’m yours and you’re mine.” [Eddie’s hand weaves into the hair at the back of her neck as she gently bites his ear] “Jesus, Nina.” Nina: [pulling back with flushed cheeks and rosy lips] “This okay, baby?”

[Eddie’s eyes flick between Nina’s eyes and lips, and he answers her question by crashing his lips on hers desperately. He holds her tightly by the back of her neck, his free hand wrapping around her back to pull her flush against him.

Eddie’s cock aches desperately as its slapped against his stomach, Nina’s core only inches away from him, occasionally brushing against him, her thighs straddling Eddie’s hips. Nina hums contently into the kiss, holding his face in her hands as they kiss passionately, Nina’s hips still rocking against Eddie’s.]

[The windows of the van begin to fill with condensation, the music on the radio playing softly in the background.]

Eddie: [mumbled into her neck between kisses] “I can’t believe I have you all to myself, I’m so fuckin’ lucky.” [whiny, desperate] “I’m so hard it hurts, babe, can’t contain myself around you.”[Nina moans and grinds harder] “Nina, I- I…” Nina: “Tell me, Eddie.” Eddie: [kissing Nina’s jaw] “You have no idea how badly I need you.”

[Nina pulls back, surprised, stopping her movements. Eddie looks at her with cheeks flushed and lips parted, disappointed by the lack of kisses and friction]

Nina: “Need a hand?” [Eddie looks at her with raised eyebrows and a cheeky smile, Nina blushes, embarrassed] “I mean- I didn’t- not like that, I-“ [Eddie laughs at her pink cheeks] “Well, maybe like that…if you want?”

[Eddie’s lips part with excitement, arousal evident in his eyes. He kisses her again and Nina takes that as her cue to lean back, palming Eddie over his boxers, squeezing him through the thin fabric. Nina’s heart races at the feel of the thick outline of Eddie’s hard covered cock, and finds herself clenching with anticipation. Eddie groans into the kiss, his grip now tight on Nina’s hips]

Eddie: “Wait! I-“ Nina: [pulling back, worried] “Are we going too fast? I’m sorry-“ Eddie: [quickly] “No, no! I, er,” [flustered] “I want you to get off instead. Please.” Nina: (confused) “But… you…” Eddie: “I know, but I got off last time and I want to see it, I need to see it, please.” Nina: (teasing) “So polite, we don’t have to take it in turns, y’know.” Eddie: [grinning] “I know.” [determined] “But I wanna see you get off, I wanna make you feel good.” [holding her by the back of her neck again, looking at her with pleading desperate eyes] “Show me what it’s like, baby, please?” Nina: (softly) “Y- yeah, okay.” Eddie: “Like how we did the other night?” Nina: [smiling softly, fond] “However you want, handsome.” [she has an idea] “Wait, one sec.” [she leans back to rearrange herself and accidentally leans on the car horn, it beeps loudly, she jumps with fright] “Shit!”

[Eddie looks at her with adoration and amusement before bursting into laughter as Nina clutches her chest with fright.]

Nina: “Fuckin’ horn scared the shit out of me!”

[Eddie laughs harder and she scowls at him then she begins to laugh too, and the pair lean into each other in their laughter.

When the laughter subsides they rest their foreheads together, giggling softly, and then lightly kiss each other.

After kissing for a few minutes, Nina moves again, her thighs now straddling Eddie’s thick right thigh.]

Nina: “Is this okay?” Eddie: [aroused] “Ye-yeah, it’s good.” [Eddie can feel the warmth of Nina’s cunt on his bare leg, it makes his cock twitch, he gulps. He strokes Nina’s thighs, horny, eager] “You can get off like this?” Nina: (smoothly) “With you underneath me, like this? Definitely.” [Nina giggles as Eddie’s moans softly at her words. Eddie’s hands return to her hips, eager to begin] Eddie: “Smooth.” [smirking] “Ride away then, cowgirl.” Nina: (cheeky) “And you call me the smooth one.” [she wraps her arms around Eddie’s neck, pulling their bodies closer, kissing each other firmly.] Eddie: [mesmerised, running his thumb between her cleavage and down her sternum] “You’re the smooth one here,” [to himself] “So soft.” [he brings his thumb to Nina’s lips, rubbing it across her parted lips] “So beautiful.”

[Nina takes Eddie’s hand cautiously in hers and pulls his thumb towards her mouth; slipping it past her lips and sucks on it gently as she begins to move back and forth on Eddie’s thigh]

Eddie: [groaning] “Oh, fuck.” [can’t take his eyes of her, practically panting] “You’re gonna kill me.”

[Nina giggles as she removes thumb, kissing down the side of his hand, releasing it and begins kissing Eddie’s neck, her breasts pressed against his chest.

Eddie’s eyes close in bliss. I’ve died and gone to heaven, he thinks. Nina’s sits on his thigh and rocks herself back and forth as she kisses Eddie’s neck; feeling his racing pulse under her lips.]

Nina: [panting, clutching at Eddie’s neck] “Feels good, Eddie.” [a harder grind down pushes Nina’s underwear against her throbbing clit, causing her to softly whine] “Really good.” Eddie: [mumbled into her hair and shoulder, inhaling her deeply, guiding her hips] “Keep going, baby.” Nina: [her head hangs back, hair trailing down her back as she moans, squirming against Eddie’s thigh] “Oh god.” [her hands roam across his shoulders and chest; she bites her lip] “You’ve got such a nice body, honey.” [rubbing his chest, eyes filled with lust as her hand trails down his torso] Eddie: [in awe, flushed, achingly hard] “You think so?” Nina: [dreamily, breathless] “I know so.” [her hand goes to his face, stroking his cheek, staring deeply into his eyes] “So handsome.” [chewing her lip, eyes closing, Eddie’s relishes in her expression] “Like having you under me.” [Eddie moans and grips her hips tighter, pushing and pulling her against his thigh, her chest heaves with her exertion.]

[Nina’s hand reaches to the roof of Eddie’s van, searching for something to dig her nails into, pleasure coursing through her. Eddie kisses and bites at her neck and her soft moans become louder and more frequent, her grinding harder.]

Eddie: [mesmerised, hands on Nina’s hips to guide her movements] “You’re so wet Nina, can feel it on my leg. You like riding my thigh, princess?” Nina: “I do, Eddie, fuck!” Eddie: “So perfect, such a good girl.” Nina: [with wide eyes, aroused, moaning] “Say that again, Eddie.” Eddie: [darkly, half lidded, panting] “You like me calling you a good girl?” [Nina whimpers in response, pressing herself down harder on Eddie’s thigh] Nina: [pleading] “Please, baby.” Eddie: [relishing seeing Nina’s reactions, confident, in awe] “Come on Nina, cum on my thigh like the good girl you are.” Nina: [resting her head on Eddie’s shoulder, desperate] “Jesus, Eddie!”

[Eddie’s head lulls on the headrest, eyes closed, breathing deeply as he tries to contain himself when Nina pants and whimpers in his ear; her breath tingling his damp skin. He wraps his arms around Nina’s back, pulling her tight to him to stabilise her, biting and kissing her neck as she grinds on him, determined to push Nina over the edge.]

Nina: [moaning] “Jesus, Eddie, fuck!” [she holds onto the car grab handle tightly, using it to stabilise herself as she grinds down harder on Eddie’s thigh] “I’m so close, oh god.”

[He jumps to action and pulls Nina away from him to her surprise, yanking down the bra she wore to expose her breasts, confidently taking one in his hand and the other in his mouth. As Nina leans back in surprise, her hand catches the volume dial on the radio; the volume goes from quiet to loud, ‘I was made for loving you’ by KISS plays loudly in the car. Nina lets out a loud moan at Eddie sucking on her chest and her movements become harder and deeper, that tingly feeling in her insides becoming stronger]

Nina: “Eddie, ‘m close, oh my god I wanna cum so bad, please baby, oh god!” Eddie: [mumbles into her breasts, he gently bites and pulls at her nipple, her eyes roll back] “Love hearing you beg for me, sweetheart.” Nina: [at breaking point] “Eddie!” Eddie: [licking, kissing, biting her chest and neck, panting, wild, untamed, gripping her ass hard to force her movements when she begins to tire] “Say my name when you cum for me, lemme hear it, wanna hear it so badly.” Nina: [head flung back, desperate, so close] “Fuck, Eddie!” Eddie: [determined, heart racing] “That’s it baby, c’mon, say it.” Nina: [gripping the hand rail tightly with one hand, the other clawing at Eddie, her thighs begin to shake] “Eddie, I’m coming, I’m coming, oh god!” Eddie: [looking up at her as he kisses her chest, in awe] “Good girl, baby.”

[That tips Nina over the edge]

Nina: “Oh fuck, Eddie!” [her trembling thighs clamp down hard over Eddie’s, her body shaking with her orgasm, Eddie watches lustfully, in delight, trained on her every move. Her body blossoms as she orgasms, her shoulders pushed back, her chest pushed out towards Eddie, her head flung back in pleasure.]

Eddie: [softly groaning] “Fuck.” [he relishes in watching Nina tremble above him, his own orgasm catching him by surprise as his stomach tenses, thighs twitch and balls heave as he cums in his boxers, his throbbing cock aching and twitching in his boxers] “Oh fuck, Jesus.”

Nina: (dazed) “Did you just…”

Eddie: [breathless] “Yeah, I did.”

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[Eddie is finishing up in the bathroom. He spits out toothpaste into the sink, humming along to “I was made for loving you” by KISS, stuck replaying on his head since the van. He can hear Nina laughing in the living room.

His eyebrows furrow with confusion as he hears Nina talking, along with another voice. He walks out of the bathroom with just a towel around his waist.]

Wayne: “…And then he fell face first into the puddle of mud! It took his mother hours to get the mud out of his hair!” [looking up to see Eddie] “Oh hey, Eddie!” Nina: [shyly, blushing at Eddie in just a towel, despite seeing him semi-naked before] “Hey, Eddie.” Eddie: [surprised] “W-What are you doing here, Wayne?” Wayne: [grinning, knowing] “I got an early finish at the plant. We just ordered Chinese. Our regular place was closed so we had to order from somewhere else.” Eddie: [suspicious at Wayne] “You got me the usual?” Wayne: “Chow Mein with extra fried rice and-“ Wayne and Nina at the same time: “Duck pancakes.” Nina: (smiling softly) “We know.”

[Eddie looks at them fondly, heart warmed.]

Eddie: “I’ll be right back.”

[Eddie gets changed into his pyjamas, smiling to himself as he hears laughter from Wayne and Nina in the living room. He joins them shortly after, plonking himself on the couch beside Nina, pulling her into him, her legs bent over his long legs.]

Wayne: “What are we watching then, kids?” Nina: “Evil Dead, then Chucky!” Wayne: [tutting, shaking his head] “The tripe you kids watch nowadays, sheesh.” ----------------------------------------------------

Wayne: [with a mouth full of noodles, pointing at the television with his chopsticks, frowning] “Surely if they didn’t read from the scary book, none of this would have happened.” Nina: [vindicated, excited] “Thank you!”

[Eddie rolls his eyes but can’t hide the smile on his face]

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Nina: [knocking on the door, worried] “Eddie? You okay in there?” [Eddie groans behind the door] “Can I come in?” [Eddie thumps the door closed, before vomiting again in the toilet] “I’ve brought you some pain killers and water.”

[She hears shuffling on the floor and the door opens ajar.]

Nina: [concerned] “How’re you feeling?” Eddie: [pale, sweaty, clinging to the toilet bowl] “I don’t think dodgy Chinese and lake water mix.”

[Nina stifles a giggle and sets down the glass beside him, handing him the pain killers]

Nina: (teasing) “Pretty sure you’re just chickenshit scared of the Evil Dead, that’s all.”

[Eddie laughs then groans, holding his stomach]

Eddie: “Don’t make me laugh, it hurts.” [embarrassed, can’t look Nina in the eye] “You don’t have to stay, it’s okay.” Nina: (softly) “Who else is going to hold your hair back?” [pushing the glass of water near him] “Drink.” [he gulps at the water greedily] “Sip, honey, sip. You’ll hurt your stomach more.” [he begins to sip slowly, putting the glass down and gasping for air] “Better?” Eddie: “A bit.” [he watches as Nina runs a cloth under cold water and sits beside him. He looks at her with doe eyes, feeling ashamed. He looks down, embarrassed, speaking self deprecatingly] “Was our first date everything you expected then?” Nina: [snorting] “It was the best.” [She wipes the cold cloth over Eddie’s face and rests it on his forehead, he sighs happily] “One of the most eventful first dates I’ve had.” [Eddie snorts bitterly, looking down] “I had a lot of fun though.” Eddie: (unsure, hopeful) “Yeah?” Nina: (fondly) “Yeah.” [wiping his brow, pushing his fringe back, Eddie avoids her eyes] “You know how to show a girl a good time.” Eddie: [chuckling softly, eyes fluttering] “I do try.” Nina: (softer still) “You don’t even have to try.” [Eddie looks up, eyes glistening hopefully] “I had a great time, Eddie. Lake water, dodgy Chinese and all.” [she presses a kiss on his forehead, he smiles peacefully] “Ready for bed?”

[Eddie begins to move off the floor but groans]

Eddie: “Not yet, the floor is nice and cold and my stomach still hurts.” Nina: [patting her lap] “Come here then.”

[Eddie lies down with his head in her lap, body curled into the foetus position on the floor. Nina gently presses the cold cloth against him as he sighs with content.]

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Wayne: “Night kids.” [he walks past the bathroom to find the light still on.] “Kids?” [Pushing the door open a crack, he sees Eddie asleep on the floor, head on Nina’s lap, Nina asleep against the cold tile wall of the bathroom. Wayne shakes his head, amused, talking to himself] “Well, Eddie, I approve.” [he turns off the bathroom light] “Goodnight.”

A/N: So sorry this chapter took so long to come out! I'm genuinely sick of the sight of it now, it took so long to write and so long to edit! Hopefully chapter 12 will be easier!

Thank you for reading! Reblogs, likes and comments are appreciated :)

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cereal-oak · 1 year ago

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Meta Knight during the Dark Matter Trilogy, apparently

Nah cause seriously, where the FUCK could you possibly be to miss the entirety of the Dark Matter saga

bonus panel:

Bad ending:

Get flipped off

#Meta Knight #Meta Knight in the Backrooms #Dark matter trilogy #He was literally banished at this point #The Backrooms #kirby series

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bookshelf-dust · 2 years ago

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really know him

part i part ii part iii part iv

eddie munson x fem!reader

word count: 3,190

warnings: swearing, smoking, mentions of eddie's childhood/parents, cops, feelings and fluff

a/n: okay, hi. look who remembered how to write for eddie!! i know, right? it's totally wild. so this is gonna be another multi-part series. i think this first one is pretty sweet. it's been nice to write some eddie for a while. i hope you guys enjoy this!! the title is a play on something dustin says to wayne in season four. also tagging @rogueharrington and @zaypay because the former is a little goon and way too good to me and the latter i know wanted some eddie and is also much to sweet to me. happy reading!! <3333

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The screen door slams so hard that the frame rattles and the metal screeches, and you’re not even sure it shut properly. But you don’t really care.

You don’t care at all.

You practically run to the picnic table closest to your trailer, stepping onto the bench to raise yourself up and sit on the tabletop.

It rained today. It’s ended just recently enough that the trees are still dripping with it, the leaves shaking water off with each breeze that comes by, the wood table damp under where you sit.

You’re sure it’s wetting the denim of your jeans, turning the light wash of them a darker shade. But you don’t care. You don’t care about any of this. It feels so minor when you ache like this.

The feeling stretches and splays throughout your chest, crawling up your throat and producing a sob that you release into the night air.

You lean your head back and let the tears come. They spill into your hair, across the tops of your ears; they trickle down the side of your neck. They don’t seem to want to stop. They’re the kind of tears that just keep going and going. You just have to let it out. You can’t possibly hold them in because they won’t allow it.

You feel your eyes get puffy, feel your lashes sticking to your skin. You feel like a wreck.

It’s then that he sees you.

Eddie lights a cigarette, pulling his wrist the rest of the way through the jacket he’d grabbed on the way out. It’s the time of day where he walks around outside the trailer, smoking, breathing, looking for bugs or half listening to whatever show neighbors are watching with the volume loud enough that the whole trailer park can hear it.

He sees your silhouette across the sandy road, your figure cast in the orange light from the old street lamp that’s just come on, the shady area tricking it into thinking it’s fully night already.

Eddie sits down on the couch. He can’t help but look you over. No one else is usually out around now, except for that couple that sits on the old playground. They’ve lived here longer than Eddie has been alive, Wayne once told him. Everyone else is too busy having dinner or vacuuming or doing whatever the fuck it is that people do.

You drop your face into your hands, fingers becoming wet with tears.

Eddie catches the motion, the tremble in your shoulders and the way you’re folding in on yourself. It’s like you’re trying to make yourself as small as possible. Like maybe you’re trying to disappear.

Eddie thinks you obviously want to be alone. It’s probably why you’re out here in the first place. He knows that when he’s upset and he wanders off somewhere that that’s what he wants too.

But he also knows how much he’s wished to be seen or comforted before. And the idea of leaving you there, shuddering and lost, is killing him.

So he stands.

The combination of dirt and gravel crunches under Eddie’s boots, making his approach a lot less quiet than he’d originally been shooting for. But it's not like subtlety has ever been his strong suit anyways.

You hear it, the sound. You try and wipe your face dry, though it’s to no avail. It’s as if a buildup of every suppressed emotion is releasing itself all at once, and there’s nothing you can do about it until it’s over. Until you allow yourself to let it go.

Still, you try and fix yourself because you can see someone walking up out of the corner of your eye. No one ever sees you cry. There’s no reason for them to.

Eddie steps up onto the bench just as you had, settling close enough to you on the tabletop that the chain on his jeans touches your thigh. It’s cold, especially with the way your jeans are wet now, but his body is warm next to yours. There’s a part of you that wants to lean into that warmth, to lean into him.

Eddie takes the cigarette from his mouth and holds it out to you. When you turn to face him he raises his eyebrows, a sweet look on his face. Want a hit? He’s asking.

You shake your head. No thank you.

Eddie takes one more long drag and then he’s snuffing the cigarette out. If you don’t want any, he doesn’t want to bother you with it either.

“You okay?” he asks you.

You shrug.

Eddie looks at you, curls slipping from over his shoulder to dangle on one side of his face, a stark difference in color between that of his hair and cheek. At first you don’t look back, but then you do. You have to, knowing he’s got his eyes on you. You turn your head, your bottom lip caught between your teeth, eyes swollen and tears shiny against your cheeks and down your neck, making your skin look tacky. You’re fussing with the edge of your sleeve.

Eddie thinks you look young.

“How come you came over here?” you ask, looking at his boots, which remain unlaced, like he hadn’t even thought to tie them at all. “It’s not like we’re friends or something.”

The boy snorts. “We worked together on that one project in Ms. O’Donnell’s,” he points out. “Before you up and left.”

That gets the grin out of you he was hoping it would. “You mean when I graduated?”

“Yeah.” He knocks his knee against yours, fiddling with the chain clasped around his wrist. “And,” Eddie continues, “we live across from each other.” He gestures to either of your trailers and you follow the movement of his finger. The nail is painted black, though thoroughly chipped. The kind of chipping you get when it’s been so long since you’ve done your nails that you can’t even remember painting them at all. “Doesn’t that make us like, at least, acquaintances?”

You bring your hands up to your face, wiping at the tears there before getting at the ones spread throughout your hairline. “I suppose so,” you say.

You wipe your hands across the denim covering your legs and then shake them out. You look up. Eddie notices you doing this and looks up with you.

The moon is round and bright. “Is it full tonight?” he asks.

“Tomorrow,” you say. Your calendar had told you so, a little circle under the date. “Though you never answered my question.”

Eddie’s head lowers towards yours, and he’s thinking. What question? Oh. That one, yeah.

“You looked upset. I thought maybe it would be nice for you to not be alone.”

You look at him again, and his big brown eyes stare back at you. They’re shiny under the light from the street lamp, his eyelashes unfairly long and kissing at the corners. There are shadows under his eyes, but they only make him look prettier.

You think about the fact that he didn’t have to do that. Come and sit with you. It’s just the fact that he did. That he’s not prying. That he simply did not want you to be alone.

“Thank you, Eddie.”

His face splits into a sweet grin. He raises his hands, gesturing with them in a sweeping motion.

“Anytime,” he says. “I’m right there, you know. If you ever need to yell or something. As long as you’re not too busy with college for an old high school acquaintance.”

You roll your eyes at him but it’s completely void of malice. You glance back up again, and when you do, you gasp a little.

“What?” Eddie’s voice sounds slightly panicked.

You lift your hand, pointing. “Look,” you tell him. “The bats are out.”

Eddie’s shoulders slump in relief that there isn’t something wrong. But you’re right. There are at least three bats circling around the entrance to the trailer park.

One of them squeaks and you do too, though yours is out of excitement rather than whatever the reason is that bats chirp–he doesn’t know. It makes Eddie laugh.

“You like bats?”

"I do," you say, your eyes never leaving the sky. It's been a long time since you saw them, never really being out at the right time. You hope they find something good to eat.

"Me too," Eddie says.

You look away, just for a moment, remembering. "Haven't you got some on your arm?"

The boy laughs, slow and warm. "Yeah, I drew one up for my back, but I haven't saved up enough to get it done yet."

Your eyes light up, a flicker of curiosity, and Eddie thinks his heart skips a beat. "What part of your back?" you ask him.

"Lower," he says, pointing to where the bats are swooping down into the trees. You both watch them together.

"You want a tramp stamp?"

Eddie tosses his head back and cackles. It’s a beautiful, joyous sound. "I suppose I do."

“Nothing wrong with a tramp stamp, Eddie,” you say through a laugh.

He smiles at you then, and it’s boyish. He looks young. Happy. And you can’t believe he’s looking at you that way.

You turn your face back to the sky and close your eyes. Your nose stings and the tears start spilling out again.

Eddie looks at you and realizes you’re crying. He puts his hand on your knee on instinct. “Hey, what’s the matter?”

You shake your head, using one hand to wipe at your face, the other settling atop his hand. His eyes dart briefly to observe your touching hands but his focus is back on you just as quickly.

“It’s nothing,” you say. “Just having a rough night and you’re being really kind to me and I guess I’m just overwhelmed.”

You move your hand, but Eddie grabs hold of it gently.

“Look at me.”

You shake your head again.

“It’s okay. I’m not going to make fun of you,” he says, and you believe him, though really looking at him and his big brown eyes is enough to wash a surge of sadness over you.

Eddie uses his thumb to wipe the fresh tears from under your lashes, grazing the tip of your now stuffy nose with his knuckle. You wrinkle it and he grins.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he asks.

“Not really, no.”

Eddie nods. “That’s cool.” He smiles again, and pushes a chunk of hair behind his ear, which only makes you curious about something else.

You sniffle. “Why don’t you have your ears pierced?”

“You’re looking at me and that’s what you’re worried about?”

You rub your nose rather aggressively. “Yeah, actually. It seems very off-brand of you to not have at least one of them pierced. And I know you’re not afraid of needles.”

You don’t have to gesture to his tattoos. And that is true about the needles, but don’t be fooled. Eddie does not like getting shots. He loathes it, matter of fact.

“Nope. Definitely not. I guess I just never got around to it. But it’s not like I have something against piercings.”

You rub your denim clad knees. “I’m glad to hear it.”

The both of you are quiet for a little while. It’s a comfortable silence, one that you feel safe in with him there. Because of him. You let your eyes wander around the trailer park as if you’ve never been here before. As if you hadn’t skinned your palms and banged up your knees or gotten a sunburn here as a child. As if you hadn’t grown and watched the trailers deteriorate as time went on.

You look across the street at Eddie’s trailer, and suddenly you remember.

You must’ve been, what, twelve? When the cops showed up, escorting a little boy the same age as you, informing a man who never really wanted children that the boy belonged to him now. There were a lot of people there that day. A social worker, maybe? A whole lot of people all trying to figure out what to do with another kid whose parents had bailed.

Eddie’s father was arrested under charges of so many things you weren't really sure what they all were. He’d been running from the law for a very long time. And then one day he wasn’t running anymore.

Eddie’s mother was still there after his dad wasn’t. She tried to raise Eddie, but she couldn’t do it on her own. She’d had him young, and never really gotten the hang of it, even if she tried. How hard she tried though, that can be debated on.

After a while she turned to drugs to cope, and then when the money ran out, when the lights were off and the house cold, she ran off.

Eddie was alone, with nothing but a note and his uncle’s phone number. His mother had told herself that Eddie was a smart boy, that he’d figure it out. She got by on telling herself that her brother would take good care of her son.

And he had. He still does. Wayne was and is a better father than Eddie’s biological dad had ever been. And even if it wasn’t what he’d planned, what he’d wanted, Eddie was Wayne’s boy. He always would be.

“Whatcha thinkin’ about?” Eddie’s voice breaks you out of your stupor.

You shake your head.

“Thank you for sitting out here with me tonight, Eddie.”

He does his best to hide the pout he feels emerging. He doesn’t want you to go back inside, and that’s the sort of sentence that usually precedes a goodbye. He wants to talk to you. He wants to figure out who you are.

“You don’t have to thank me. I’ll sit with you any time you want. And you can always sit with me too, if you feel like it.”

You grin. Eddie thinks it’s so pretty, your smile. Shy, sure, but so, so pretty.

“You’re positive?”

“Absolutely.”

You go to stand, but Eddie beats you to it, his boots hitting the ground with a thud. He offers you his hand. “M’lady.”

His hand is surprisingly warm, and you’re quite sure the callouses you can feel will be imprinted in your brain for the rest of your life.

“Can I walk you home?” Eddie asks.

You laugh, kicking at a particularly large tree root that the rain has exposed, washing away the thin layer of dirt covering it.

“Well I don’t know, Eddie, the twenty feet to my trailer is an awful long trek. Wouldn’t want you to have to go through all of that.”

He shakes his head at you, bangs moving over his eyebrows. “You’re right. Could be dangerous. Which is why I need to go with you to ensure you get inside safely. Maybe you should even hold my hand.”

“Smooth.”

He holds out his hand. “Right?”

You take it, and he squeezes once, hard enough to make you giggle.

Eddie walks you to your trailer, and rests his chin against the worn out porch railing while you walk up the stairs.

“Goodnight, Eddie.”

“Night, M’lady.”

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It’s been a few days. Everything the rain touched dried out again.

Eddie’s outside. He won’t mind if you go and see him, right?

You can always sit with me too, if you feel like it.

You do feel like it.

Your front steps creak as you bound down them, looking both ways before you cross the road—if it can even be called that—as if the trailer park has ever been traffic heavy. Habit or whatever.

Eddie watches you make your way towards him, tugging on the flannel you’re wearing to try and keep it close to your sides, away from the wind.

“Hey,” Eddie says. He’s got that stupid ass grin on his face.

“Hi.” You stop before even stepping up onto the concrete slab that is his porch. “Thought I’d come and visit you. Hope that’s okay.”

“Told you it was.” He chuckles. It makes your face warm.

Eddie is slumped on the old couch they have set out there. His legs are spread wide, one splayed out and the other pulled closer to the cushion. He reaches his arms up over his head, stretching and yawning. His shirt rides up with the movement, exposing a sliver of the bottom of his stomach, the soft doughy skin there, the trail of dark hair leading both upwards and downwards.

“Wanna come sit?” He asks, lowering his arms. He pretends like he didn’t see you looking at him in that way, even though he most definitely did. If he thinks about it too hard he’ll blush.

Rather than answer, you step up and settle on the other end of the couch, your back to the arm. You pull your legs up and sit with them criss-crossed.

“What are you up to?” you ask.

He snorts. “Procrastinating. I’m supposed to be doing homework. You know, so I can do that graduating thing you did. I also have a campaign to finish, but here we are.”

You grin at him, and he reaches over, thumb tapping your knee before he rests his hand on the couch next to you. “If it helps,” you start, “I also have homework I’m supposed to be doing.”

“We’re so good at this.”

“Aren’t we?”

Eddie is quiet for a minute. He looks around outside, noting that the sun is slipping away. “You come to look for bats again?”

“No. I just wanted to see you. But I’ll gladly look for them.”

“To see me? How kind. You know just how to flatter a man.” He presses a hand to his chest dramatically and you roll your eyes.

The door that they use as their front one opens, and Wayne walks out. He looks over at you both.

“I’m headin’ out, Ed.” He smiles at you. “What’re you both up to? No good from the looks of it.”

“Lookin’ for bats,” Eddie tells him. Wayne gives the boy a knowing look, but he won’t mention it. If something’s going on, Eddie will spill eventually. That’s how it’s always worked. Eddie the motormouth and whatnot.

Wayne turns his face to the sky, hand raising to shield his eyes from that last little chunk of sun still hanging around, even though the moon has already started to climb up. “Watch that back tree line,” he instructs. “It’s where I always seem ‘em.”

“Will do,” you say, grinning.

Wayne opens his car door, throwing himself inside. “Behave!” he calls.

Eddie gives him a two finger salute and watches as his uncle drives off, turning and then Eddie can’t see him anymore.

“Us?” Eddie starts. “Behave? Why on earth would we do a thing like that?”

You toss your head back and laugh. Eddie thinks you look so pretty tonight. The sun is almost gone for the evening, the clouds turning this pretty pink, this deep orange. The clouds are a thick gray.

He wants to scoot closer to you on the couch. Maybe one day soon he will.

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spiderin-space · 7 days ago

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Had to jump on this trend .

#suggestive tw #suggestive cw #cotl #cult of the lamb #cotl lamb #cotl bishops #cotl narinder #cotl kallamar #cotl shamura #Ik this isn’t a full post but . dunno when I’ll doodle enough again to do a full one so *shrug*#motivation kinda sucks rn tbh #nyways #Kallamar is next yippeee!’#this has been a fun series hehe I wanna put them all next to their pre-banishment portraits afterwards #Monch my beloved……#she’s one of my fave non-lamb non-bishop characters #(Chemach is also a huge fave)#wanted to put my own spin on her design 🥺🤲#moot wanted a Lamb body-type ref so!!#Didn’t have time to add all of the notes I wanted before having to take the photo tho so 😔 is a bit incomplete #I can have Self Indulgent Shaynno Parent Fluff . As a Treat .#ANYWAYS-#Acension can be . Rough (especially when it comes to the opening of new eyes) 😔😔#And Finally #Wanted to jump in #was fun sketching their lil fleece n stuff 😩#Might take a break from the Lord designs after Kallamar to digitalize them 👀

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weirdowithaquill · 10 months ago

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Ships? But Sir, They're Trains!

It's Valentine's Day, and to celebrate, I thought I'd break my usual streak of not shipping the talking trains together and share the pairings that I like the best! But only of the original 11, and a few other RWS-related friends (and maybe a bonus or two from the TVS).

Also known as: local weirdo decides trains can kiss, but only on Valentine's Day.

Let's get into the ships... er... trains.

Thomas:

Almost chronically single. I'm sorry Thomas, but you're not very good at the dating thing. Maybe Hank if I swallowed my pride and went to watch Season 12 - just because Hank's calm and friendly personality would naturally balance out Thomas. But also because they are the epitome of 'gentle giant' and 'tank engine terror'. Also, Thomas blushes in this episode:

(Sorry for the Season 12 image, but it's the only Season Hank was in!)

Edward:

This engine has options! Or more to the point - this engine has suitors. Not all make sense to the poor engine - but that's the pain of being the one everyone looks up to. I would put him with BoCo, but I must admit I had a phase where I read EdwardxJames fanfics. So... nostalgia wins (that and Edward needs someone with a fiery personality to boost his confidence sometimes, and James needs a cooler head all the time).

(Look at the smile on James' face! He's ecstatic to see his engine.)

Henry:

Bear. The answer is Bear. I'm sorry, but that Hymek has it bad for Henry, and Henry fought for Bear to stay on Sodor. And after the early days when every engine fought, Henry has no interest in getting tangled up with them again, only this time romantically. Besides, the youthful energy and eagerness Bear has will only benefit Henry, who can be a bit of an old grump.

(Bear, I can't tell if you're looking into Henry's eyes or not...)

Gordon:

Hoo boy... Gordon, oh Gordon. What to do with you? Henry and James are taken, Edward and Thomas are more siblings than romantic interests - and engines 6 through 11 are just not close enough. But how about BoCo? (Yes, this is why I didn't pair him up with Edward). BoCo is calm and polite where Gordon is loud and brash - and Gordon does see BoCo as his saviour. It would probably be the plot of a b-list romantic movie, but I can see these two getting together, with Gordon being the jock and BoCo being the 'kid' of Edward.

(Look at that little smile Gordon has! This engine is smitten.)

James:

He's with Edward, thank you. More than that, he doesn't really fit well with the other RWS cast romance-wise. Thomas is something of a rival and friend, while he wants Gordon and Henry to acknowledge him and Percy is something of a little brother/annoyance to James. Edward and he have a lot to work out (mostly James groveling) but they got a lot of coding in the series from what I remember. Plus Edward saved him - so we've ticked the cliche box.

(Yes, this means Edward is the knight in shining armour. James is a diva anyway.)

Percy:

Has about as much luck as Thomas does, if we're honest. Young, childish Percy has no chance, while older, grumpier Percy is more interesting to consider. The Percy of Seasons 5 and 6 I could see bagging Harold. But then, we could also consider the absolute insanity of Percy and Diesel 10. Imagine the shock, imagine the story! (I'm a writer, let me dream about how I'd write this lot). Diesel 10 would be the delinquent who is soft for Percy and Percy only. It would also lead to an epic fight between the helicopter and the engine with a giant claw.

(Um, is Percy... blushing?! What are these faces?! I have questions.)

Toby:

Is married to Henrietta. They are old couple goals. Percy and Thomas are extremely jealous.

(Toby is grinning cause he knows his wife - that poor manager...)

Duck and Donald:

I considered Percy for Duck, but I feel like what Duck needs is an engine who can really bring out the playful side in Duck - the engine who helps him be more than just the railway he used to work for. That engine is Donald. When they ended up playing pranks on each other in Donald's Duck to the point where Duck stooped to putting a literal duck in Donald's tender knowing Donald would find it funny really says it all about these two.

(Look at him, so excited to play his little prank! His driver is wheezing!)

Douglas and Oliver:

These two practically have a kid in Toad already (or an advice-giving uncle. One of the two). Douglas saved Oliver, and that sort of thing has a lasting impact - especially because it's also the most likely relationship to actually happen. Both Douglas and Oliver are known for sticking it to authority, being a bit hot-headed and being led a bit more by spirit and the heart than by their heads. They have Toad for critical thinking. They live and work together too - and it would be hilarious to watch Duck blast his safety valve off when he finds out.

(Ah yes, let me just stare into your eyes for half an episode.)

Mavis and Daisy:

These two are disaster lesbians, and we love them for it. It's also the femme fatale (or as femme fatale as a diesel railcar can be) and the butch (she works in a quarry - this girl wears overalls) tropes - and they're disasters. Need I remind anyone that Daisy was the one who encouraged Mavis to ignore Toby? It would also be hilarious purely for how much Thomas and Percy would grumble about being single, while Daisy and Mavis rub their relationship in the pair's faces. Which would lead to that one memorable incident where Thomas tried to flirt with a very unamused and confused Bertie.

(Mavis, sweetie - don't listen to Daisy's advice. I know you're distracted but ple-- and she's gone.)

Annie and Clarabel:

Are wine aunts and siblings. And no, neither of them are interested in Thomas, so you can stop thinking that.

(These coaches are Thomas' wine aunts and best friends - and he loves them too.)

Bill and Ben:

Are children! Edward's children! That he has with BoCo (sort of) leading to the brilliant moments where Gordon has to 'babysit' them - which is mostly done with a lot of grimacing and begging BoCo to just hand this lot over to Edward and James - no seriously, please stop letting these two just randomly adopt you as their parent. They're evil, and they wanted to throw me in the sea, remember? No, I don't care that James doesn't like them, I don't like them! BoCo!

(He's petrified of them, but he wants to be nice for BoCo's sake...)

Emily:

Does not need a man, thank you. But she is entranced sometimes by Caitlin's streamlining (yes, I have seen some CGI - I am not a true purist, I am sorry Awdry). Then again, sometimes Emily likes Hiro - and then there was that one time where she was just so upset that Mavis wouldn't notice her. Emily doesn't need no man - but she's also not exactly got the best selection of potential candidates at her shed...

(She's got an amazing poker face. Caitlin however...)

So... that was a thing I did. Somewhere around Percy's entry, this gained a coherent plot in my mind - probably a High School AU? - and now I'm just thinking of Diesel 10 towering over Percy, blushing and trying to give him flowers (with his claw???) while Harold seethes. Clearly, being a single pringle has driven me insane.

Happy Valentine's Day to everyone, I hope you enjoyed this wild idea and if people want expansions on these ships (still trains) and why I like the idea of them, please go ahead and ask!

If people really like this, I will take on the Narrow Gauge engines.

#weirdowithaquill #railway series #thomas the tank engine #ttte relationships #edward x james #ttte henry x bear #ttte gordon x boco #ttte percy x diesel 10 #somehow that made sense in my mind #toby x henrietta #ttte duck x donald #ttte oliver x douglas #ttte mavis x daisy #valentines day #ttte characters #yes this is unusual for me #but i did it anyway #haters will get banished to the shadow realm

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COME WITH ME?

Pairings: Guard!Eddie x Princess!fem Summary: you can't bear the thought of being queen, and your guard can't bear the thought of you leaving alone Warnings: strict parents, age gap (reader is 19, Edward is 28), crying, kissing, tiny mention of almost dying during childbirth, escaping home, slight mention of blood, stabbing and impaling. A/N: this is quite long but I like it.

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"But I do not want that! you cannot force me into a life I do not want!" you yelped to your parents, this King and Queen of the kingdom

"It is not about what you want, stupid girl! It is about the Kingdom, you shall marry and then rule, that is how it works!" your father screamed at you, a string of spit flaying from his mouth as he let his fury out on you

it was always inevitable, had you had siblings, an elder brother, things would be different, but alas, you were the only heir to the throne, a miracle, they kingdom had said once you were born

your mother had trouble conceiving, after years of trying, she finally managed to birth a child, almost dying in the process, so you were forced into the role as future queen, a title you had not wished for, a life you do not want.

you had fought over this matter many times prior to this, though you've been shut out and cursed against.

"Pray thee, just listen to me!" you pleaded as you wept in front of them

"You will marry and rule! end of discussion, now leave!" your mother screamed

you stood there, trying to calm down

"Beshrew Thee!" you cursed at them before lifting up your dress and walking out of the throne room, tears streaming down your face

"I cry your mercy!?" they both gasped at your profanity angrily

"You heard me!" you turned your head to look back at their scolding faces as you rushed out of the room

you turned the corridor, hearing the rushed footsteps of your guard behind you

"Leave me!" you sobbed as you paced the halls to the library

Instead of leaving you, he continued to follow you, it was his job anyway.

you had basically ran through the door of the library, a space left abandoned by your family who seem to have no interest in sticking their noses in a book.

you heard the door shut behind you and you turned around, glaring at your guard as he stood in front of the door with his hands behind his back.

his posture was straight, not a hunch of a hard day's work in sight. his eyes remained forward, looking past you as you caught your breath

he held a rugged look, his dark curls reaching just past his shoulders, scruff on his cheek as a faded scar runs down his eyebrow, just reaching his eyelid

"Are you deaf? I said leave!" I shouted at him

he seemed unfazed, his gaze flickering to you before going back to the roof high window, where light beamed through and hit the marble walls of the castle, casting a glow in the room

you stalked towards him before shoving him in the chest

"Edward, I said leave" you sighed as you came to the realisation he won't budge

you looked into his eyes, as he continued to stare ahead. the warm brown giving you chills down your spine as he held a certain type of cold demeanour

you cried, silently wishing he would look at you, see you, see you as a human, an equal, not a crown you held on your head with shame, not a future queen, but a woman he could protect outside of a job, a woman he could care about if not special, if not holding a title.

you yearned the approval of being a person, you craved to be loved for you, you longed to be someone as common as a villager, to hold a real relationship with someone. you wanted to make your own decisions without your life being dictated and chosen for you.

unbeknownst to you, your poor guard had felt a care for you he couldn't admit, a need to give you a real life.

he had spent his time standing there, watching you cry your nights away in sorrow, wishing nothing more but to comfort you, but that was not his right, he would never be given that privilege to hold you and let you cry on his shoulder.

but it became one as soon as you rushed to lean into his frame, your arms wrapped around his built frame

any other matter wouldn't cause you to be so foolish as to hug your personal protector, but you needed him, you seeked for his comfort.

although you had very few conversations with the man, due to his position, you had found yourself very fond of him, growing comfortable in his mostly silent presence

you felt like he was the one who was always there for you, despite it only being for his job

you cried into his chest as he stayed in place, slightly tensed at such an expression of affection

you whimpered pathetically in a mixture of emotions overwhelming you.

after a moment you felt his gloved hand brush against your waist, hovering just over the velvet of your dress, almost like he was scared to touch you, as if you would break within his large hands.

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Edward watched from a few steps behind as you strolled the royal gardens.

it was a lovely day outside, and the small smile on your face pleased him to see you in a calm state of mind despite the nonstop fighting with your parents.

the feeling of you pressed against his chest had lingered ever since you hugged him, weighing heavily on his heart every time a new prince or duke presented himself to the castle in a fight to win over your heart

he would stand to the side of your throne, noticing the way you would tap your fingers on your lap, the look of pure boredom on your face as the best bachelors in the country introduced themselves to you amused him

although the expression of ennui was nowhere in sight as you admired the fresh flowers along the path

the lace parasol umbrella you held against your shoulder, covering you from the warm sun allowed for streaks of light to hit your face perfectly, creating a floral pattern on your features that Edward couldn't help but smile at, seeing you look so beautiful.

you glanced back at him, wishing he wouldn't walk so far behind you

"Walk with me" you spoke, pausing your steps, only to see him stop walking as well

"I am, your highness" he nodded

"No, you are following me, I want you to walk beside me" you frowned as he took a breath

"I mustn't" he shook his head

"don't be silly" you huffed, walking up to him despite his protest and his step back

you took his arm held onto his bicep "better" you smiled as you walked alongside him

"This is against protocol, you know?"

you stifled a giggle at his statement "you of all people should know I do not care about those"

a moment of silence filled the air as a cool breeze swept over you

"Edward?" you spoke softly, looking at him as his eyes remained forward

"Yes, your Highness?" he answered

"Do you think I am overreacting; being foolish? with my choices in becoming Queen?" you questioned, genuinely wondering what he thought about your decision in the matter

He paused for a moment, thinking over his words

"I am in no place to give you advice, Princess" he finalised

"I am not asking for advice, I just want to know what you think, do you think I should stop fighting it?" you pondered curiously

his eyes met yours as he allowed himself to look down at you

"I think...that you are the only heir, and if you give it up, the Kingdom will be in danger, it will stand no longer...but if it is not what you want, you should be the one to make your own decision, for your happiness" he worded carefully, watching as your expression changed into different emotions, finally landing on a defeated look

"I don't know what to do, Edward" you sighed deeply, looking away

"I know you will make the right decision"

you look back at him, seeing his soft smile planted on his plump lips, the look in his eyes hold a distinct feeling of care, and you wondered if it meant something

You had wondered time and time again that if things were different, something could ever happen between you and he, but the thought was immediately shut down the second you remembered he could only every possibly see you as a bratty princess he has to basically babysit every day.

But you couldn't shake the secret lingering stares he held when he thought you weren't paying attention

the mere idea of an older man to fool around with caused a thrill shocking you to your core as you laid awake at night, knowing he was right outside your door until the night guard had taken over a shift at the late hours of 11 to as early as 7, where Edward would leave to Royal workers huts

you liked to think that he thought about you as he turns in his bed, not having a good night sleep until he pictured you next to him, whispering the dirtiest of things in his ear as he drifted off, but that scenario was highly unlikely,

it wasn't the age problem, it couldn't be, there were girls getting married off at the age of fourteen to thirty-something-year-old men, so a nine-year age gap couldn't possibly bother him.

he probably dreamed of having a woman like you, someone destined to rule the kingdom, to give him a title with more meaning than a royal guard, not that you cared for his status, he could be a simple peasant and you would still find him as dashing as now, even if he was covered in dirt and sweat if he was a farmer, he was the fairest of fair, you were just lucky enough to spend every waking day in his presence.

Edward is a man every woman wants their younglings to look like, and you would be foolish to think otherwise

"Either way, I want you to be happy, your highness"

your heart fluttered as he spoke sincerely.

you looked away and continued walking in comfortable silence

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you laid awake, tears in your eyes as you sobbed quietly in your plush bed, drowning in the heavy satin sheets and quilts

another night meant another man to flash a toothy smile your way and list reasons why he would make a good husband King

you couldn't bear to live a life where a man wanted you for power, where he would control ultimate power in the country and pretend to love you, as much as you loved the gowns, the shiny and polished jewellery and the privileged life you were birthed into, you craved to be with the commoners, where you do not have to worry about if people love you, where you didn't have a whole kingdom weighing on your shoulders

you arose from your bed, allowing your feet to hit the cold marble flooring as you picked up the lantern from your nightstand to guide you through your chamber

you quietly opened the heavy door of your room and peaked your head through the slit, noticing the night guard asleep on a stool by the door, you took a deep breath and walked through the door, trying your best to shut the door as quiet as possible to not wake him up

you held the lantern in front of you as you lifted your nightgown, descending down the staircase.

you hurried down the halls to get to the main hall where you debated walking out and risk being caught, but to exit the castle through the gardens required you to climb over a wall, where you could get hurt.

you paced, weighing your options as you seeked the comfort from the man you loved the most.

you huffed as you hurried to the other side of the castle to exit through the gardens as you realised there would be the strongest of men waiting outside of the castle doors for you, and wouldn't be asleep like your night guard

you walked through the rose bushes that led to the wall of the castle

you've never felt smaller with the towering brick wall staring down at you with a laugh, mocking you for your thoughts of being able to climb it

you gripped at the vines to see how strong they were, pulling at it to see if it could hold you if you were to climb them like a ladder

you put the handle of the lantern in your mouth and tied the satchel full of money to waist as you stepped on one of the vines, pulling yourself up by holding onto a few bricks that had an inch sticking out

you took a deep breath as you bit onto the handle, holding it in your mouth as you climbed up the wall carefully, your feet aching as you scraped them.

your foot slipped and you squealed, hanging onto the vines for dear life as you squinted your eyes shut before realising you weren't falling as you carefully moved up

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you landed on the grass floor butt first, the lantern landing beside you and you winced in pain as you feel to the ground on the outside of the castle, managing to climb to wall.

the thrill of escaping your well-guarded castle sent jitters through your body as you silently celebrated to yourself before picking yourself up from the ground, grabbing the lantern as you began to walk through the woods that led to the village

the kingdom was dead silent, not a sound left for the ears beside the rustling of leaves beneath your feet as you strode through the forest with a newfound confidence in yourself, a smile planted on your lips

the adrenaline began to fade as you thought about what would happen if you were caught and the hairs on your body rose as the night air chilled you, the only thing keeping your body warm being a thin cotton nightgown

but as just as you saw light from the village a pair of strong arms grabbed you, making you scream in fright as they pushed you against a tree

they covered your mouth and pressed themselves against your back as you wriggled in their grasp

a deep voice filled your ears as they spoke threats to you, a sharp object being held against your waist as you whimpered in fear

you immediately regretted sneaking out of your home as you felt what you assumed was a knife digging into your side, you should have known better. Edward would be so disappointed in you, wondering the kingdom alone at night, for all danger to prance itself onto you without him there to protect you

however he was.

there he was in his lonesome state of drifting off to sleep in his small hut in the royal worker part of town, by the edge of the forest when he had heard a scream, protective instincts had kicked in to save a poor woman in need, not knowing it would be you.

with his sword in this hand, he left his hut, seeing the faint light coming from just inside the woods, he followed, hearing the muffled screams and whimpers of pain

he snuck up behind the tall man holding you against the tree before slashing at his calf, hearing him wallowing in horror, gripping into his leg as he cursed the gods, letting go of him grip on you so that Edward could see you

"Y-your Highness?" he stuttered out in shock at seeing you, crying as you turned around to look at him

"Eddie!" you sighed in relief, jumping into his arms as he stiffened, utterly confused

"What are you...?" he spoke before looking down at the man again, finally realising the situation.

anger bubbled in Eddie's blood as he stares at the man who hurt you, how dare he touch you? how dare he land so much as a finger of his woman?

He gently released himself from your embrace as he walked towards the man who trembled on the floor, the meat of his leg coming out of his leg from the slash on his calf, uncontrollably bleeding no matter how much he held onto it, squeezing it in pain.

Eddie lifted his sword, hearing the man's pleas before impaling him in the stomach. you gasped as the man coughed up blood, suffocation on his own spit, slowly dying before you.

Eddie removed the sword before turning back to you, a worried expression taking over his face as he dropped the sword, reaching a hand out.

"Are you ok? are you hurt?" he rushed out, checking over your body before noticing you clutching your side. he gently took your hand away to see what the problem was before frowning at the growing red patch on your cream dress.

Eddie huffed and tried to control his anger before picking you up in his arms, carrying you out of the forest to his hut

you stared at him as his expression remained cold, his nose flared with his eyebrows furrowed, a frown on his face as he entered his hut

he placed you down on his small bed, the frame creaking as you shifted.

"Eddie...?" you mumbled as he paced the small room "a-are you ok?"

he looked back at you and stared at the blood patch on your waist, he moved over to you, grabbing his linen sheet before ripping it

he handed it to you, making you frown in confusion, he huffed as if he was in a hurry before taking it again

"Lift up your dress and tie it around your waist" he demanded

"s-sorry?" you blinked

"here" he kneeled down and held to hem of your nightgown before looking up at you, as if to ask for prmission

you helped him lift it up and hold it up so he could access your waist before grabbing the linin, trying not to look at your undergarments as he wrapped the linin around your body tightly, trying to minimise the bleeding

he tied it and tucked it, making sure you had room to breathe before letting go, staying on his knees before you.

you stared down at him, not saying a word as your cold hands met his cheeks, leaning down to press a kiss on his lips, catching him off guard

the stubble on his chin and jaw itched against your skin and lips as you kissed him

he leaned away, his forehead leaning against yours, his hot breath fanning against your face as he struggled to find the words

after a beat he stood, walking to the door

"Where are you going?" you gulped, wondering what he is going to do.

"Stay here" he said briefly before walking out

"Edward!?" you yelled out, making him appear in the the doorway again

"What?" he sighed

you stood up, going towards the door "where are you going?"

"When I say stay here, I mean stay here. I'm going to deal with the man I just killed for you" he spat before slamming the door, leaving you there.

you panted as you looked around the hut, noticing the small trinkets on the small nightstand

you sat on his bed, feeling the padding beneath you as you held back your tears

the door busted open a few minutes later making you jump up from the bed in fright

Eddie walked through the door before shutting it, his chest rising and falling at a fast rate as blood covered his linen clothes and hands.

his hair was a mess, and beads of sweat built up on his forehead

"Eddie-"

"What are you doing here? what were you even thinking?" he scolded

tears streamed down your face as he looked at you angrily

"I wanted you, I- I needed you" you looked at him he turned his face away, his hands on his hips, staining his clothes

you stood up and walked towards him "Eddie, I apologise but I- I needed to see you, I cannot do it anymore, the only option I have is to go.."

he looked at you and stared with a blank expression

"go" he nodded before licking his lips "go where? where is it that you want to suddenly go to?"

"well I-" you started before he cut you off again

"You do not even know where you are going, you have no idea of the dangers out there!"

"You said you wanted me to be happy, I cannot and will not be happy here"

Edwards head hung low as he sat on his bed, fiddling with his fingers

"I do want you to be happy, princess. but when you go missing what will I do with this information?!"

you stalked towards him, standing between his legs. you lifted his chin up and made him look at you as you slowly got on his lap, putting your legs on either side of his body as you looked into his eyes

"Well...I guess a part of me wanted you to...come with me?" you hesitated, swallowing a lump in your throat

"What are you asking me to do?" he frowned

"Eddie...will you take me away...far away from here?" you breathed, running your thumb along his bottom lip, hearing his breath hitch

when he didn't say anything, you grew worried, what if he didn't want you, what if he didn't love you, what if he thought you were being stupid. so many what ifs flew in your mind that when he brought you back to reality with a kiss, you let out a moan of surprise

he pulled back, chuckling at your reaction before rubbing your thighs as your dress rolled up from your position

"Wherever you go, I must follow...it's my job" he winks

"Is that all you care about, your job?" you tilted you head

"If all I cared about was my job, why am I planning on leaving it and my life behind to spend my days loving you, just to see you happy?" he raised his eyebrows

you smiled brightly before leaning in, kissing him on the lips again, giggling when his beard prickled at your skin

"What?" he mumbled against your lips

"Nothing, your stubble is tickling me" you wrapped your arms around his neck, sighing as his tongue slipped into your mouth, making you let out a squeal before leaning away

in all the years where you pinned over Eddie and imagined what it would be like to kiss his plump lips, nothing compared to the real thing, and for that- you never wanted to stop, but he always left room for surprise, he rubbed your hips, being careful of the wound on your side as he lifted you up, grabbing a few things and stuffing it in a pouch bag

"What are you doing?" you asked him as he swiftly put on his vest over his ruffled shirt and slipped on brown linen trousers, tying boots on before slinging the bag over his shoulder.

He took a glance at you before frowning "did you bring anything warm?"

you shook your head, smiling when he dug into a small drawer, pulling out a hooded cloak, pulling it over your shoulders and tying it around the neck, pulling the hood up before placing a haste kiss to your lips

"Do not want anyone knowing I shall be taking off with you, do we?"

you shook your head silently as he took your hand in his, his rough bare hand fitting into yours perfectly.

you exited his hut, walking close to his frame as he led you to a close by hut

you looked up at him with curiosity, trying to ask him what he was doing before he lifted a finger to his lips, signalling you to stay quiet as he led you behind the home, walking up to a tree that a beautiful white horse was tied up to.

He quietly untied the horse, shushing it as it made noises

he motioned you to come closer and held a hand out for you to take

your eyes were wide as you took his hand, stepping onto the stirrup of the saddle, hoisting yourself up onto the horse, stroking the horse as he began to move.

Eddie jumped up onto the horse behind you, rubbing your hips as he grabbing the reigns, pulling, making the horse take up in a gallop straight through the woods

"Are we really doing this?" you spoke in a hushed tone

"Already having second thoughts about us?" he huffed, his hot breath against your neck as your hood fell down contrast against the cold night's air

"Not at all" you smiled, leaning back into him, feeling him press a kiss to your neck

"can't believe we stole a horse" you chuckled nervously as it began running towards the exit of the kingdom

"Stole a horse, killed a man, and now escaping the kingdom, what else trouble are you going to get me into, princess?" he laughed

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