#freak stranger things x plus size!reader

[punkrockmlchael]

Hotter Than the Sun

Masterlist | Corroded Coffin Masterlist

Freak (Grant) x Plus Size Fem!Reader

(Both Grant and Reader are in their early 20s)

This fic is for: spring break pop-up event by @corrodedcoffinfest ; the prompt is: beach I really wanted to write a fic for all the boys for this pop-up event so this is dedicated to two of my Freak (Grant) girlies: @iitsmandii + @fizzing-imagines

Prompt: beach | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: E | POV: Freak (Grant) | Relationships: Freak (Grant) x Plus Size Fem!Reader | Content Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content | Tags: Freak, Pre-Established Relationship, beach, Sexual Thoughts

Warnings: 18+ mdni, Pre-Established relationship, Slightly Perverted Grant based on thoughts of Reader, Smut: Oral (Fem Receiving), afab reader

Synopsis: Your boyfriend, Grant, only goes to the beach to watch you.

Word Count: 1000

“I hate the sand,” Grant mumbled, sprawling out on the chair hidden under the large umbrella that he had placed in the sand. “I hate the sand, I hate the sun, I hate the beach.” He pouted, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Oh, come on, babe,” you giggled, looking at him as you rubbed some sunscreen into your shoulders. “It’s Spring Break, it’s a tradition to go to the beach.” You smiled, placing the sunscreen back into your bag that sat on a blanket in the sand.

“Tradition? People actually do this for fun?” He questioned, watching you rub the sunscreen into your skin gently.

“Shocker, right?” You teased, winking at him as his eyes continued to roam up and down your body.

“I’ll say,” he mumbled back, blushing slightly at your wink. He looked away from your body slightly, trying to keep his eyes off of your curves in that new two piece you had snagged for this vacation. He slowly looked back at you as you walked away from him and towards the water. The sand beneath your feet turned wet and mushy as you continued to make your way closer and closer to the refreshing ocean water.

The farther away you walked, the tighter Grant’s swim trunks grew as he just sat and watched your body shine in the sunlight like a true work of art. He always loved when you wore your hair in those tight braids down your back, he loved running his hands through your wavy hair when you finally took the braids out. The sun shined off of your body, making you glow and shimmer with each movement you made.

And the way your curves hugged that new black two piece? Fuck. That really made his mind wander to the two of you later that night… back in the hotel room, when it was just you two alone; god, he was going to get you.

He was going to start slow, like he always does. He’d kiss you softly and tenderly, kissing your lips before moving his way down to your neck and chest, leaving kisses over every inch of exposed skin. His hands would move down to your hips, holding the plush skin there firmly as he kissed down between your breasts, nipping at the sensitive skin there. He’d kiss down your soft and plush stomach, making you squirm under his touch and kisses but he didn’t care, that’s when he just pushed your hips down into the bed more.

Grant didn’t care, he just wanted to love every inch of your beautiful body. He wanted to leave kisses, he wanted to leave love bites and soft nips, he wanted to leave his mark on you so everyone else knew you were his. And, more importantly, he wanted to make you feel loved and beautiful. You knew he loved you, he always told you and he always showed you; but, that didn’t stop him from constantly kissing on your body and curves.

He’d continue to kiss down farther, and he’d look up at you through his lashes as his fingers played with the waistband of your shorts. He’d tug them down slowly, watching you move your hips slightly to help him free you from the confines of the black athletic shorts you packed to roam around the hotel room in.

And he was good, those shorts would come off with your panties in one swift motion before he threw them behind him. Placing his hands on your plush thighs, he would massage the skin gently before he opened your legs slowly, moving to leave soft kisses on your inner thighs. But he didn’t stop there, no. He never stopped there.

Because he’d move and kiss your clit gently, looking up at you as he did, watching the way you gasped and the way your eyes shut softly as your hands flew down to his curly hair. You’d wrap your fingers around the small curls carefully, tugging on them as he groaned against your clit. His arms would move under your thighs, placing your legs over his shoulders as he pulled you closer to him.

Grant’s tongue would then move to lick a long stripe up your folds, his eyes watching you as he did. He loved watching your face contort slightly with each moan and gasp that escaped your lips. And he’d lick a couple more stripes, groaning softly as you moaned his name loudly, tugging on his curly locks again. Your hips would move up slightly, grinding against his tongue as he continued to lick and suck at your sensitive core and clit eagerly.

“Grant,” you’d moan softly, whining when his grip tightened on your thighs as he pulled you closer; so close that you weren’t even sure how it was possible. Because his tongue continued to lick up and down your folds before he pushed it into your entrance slightly, swirling it around before you moaned louder, his name slipping off of your tongue like a small prayer.

…

“Grant, baby,” you asked, walking back towards the chair where he sat in the shade from the umbrella. He looked up at you, shifting his legs slightly to hide his erection as his gaze trailed up and down your body which was now glistening with water droplets from the ocean.

“Hm?”

“Did you see me swimming?” You giggled, reaching for a towel to dry off slightly.

“Oh, uh, yeah. I did; you looked so pretty out there.” He smiled, watching you move the towel over your skin gently in an attempt to dry off some of the water. You laid the towel down on the chair beside him and sat down, leaning back to relax and dry under the sun. You grabbed your sunglasses and slid them on, closing your eyes as you sighed contently.

Grant’s eyes ran across your body one more time before he sighed, counting down the minutes until you two were back inside the hotel room.

tagging some lovely people that might like this!: @the-witty-pen-name ; @keeryhours ; @iitsmandii ; @fizzing-imagines ; @glassbxttless ; @swiftieintheupsidedown ; @pupwrites ; @losingmygrasponreality ; @the-unforgivenn ; @abitchyouhate ; @cowboylikemunson

[grabbaqueen16]

Eddie Munson - Through the wire

Eddie stupidly busts his jaw after messing around on skull rock while it was still slippery after heavy rain and Y/n "takes care of him".

SMUT/NSFW*

Slight use of feminine terms, smut, male receiving oral, edging warning.

“SIX WEEKS?!” Eddie sat up so fast he practically jumped out of his hospital bed when the doctor told him how long he’d be in this state.

“I told you to stop fucking around or you’d face the consequences.” You taunted him, he slapped your arm and rolled his eyes

“Is there like a mirror or something so I can check my damage?” Eddie groaned.

You reached into your bag, pulled out a compact mirror and passed it to him

“Jesus christ, are you serious Doc? I have to stay like this for eight whole weeks??” He poked at his puffy cheeks and instantly winced in pain

“Yes Mr Munson, at least six weeks, but who knows, maybe if you start to show good progress in the healing process I might let you out a little earlier.” the doctor smiled and made his way out of the room.

Eddie looked up at you with that look on his face and you just knew he was about to ask you for something crazy

“What do you want?” you asked in a jokingly annoyed tone

“Carry me to the car?” He gave a cheeky smile, you could almost see your reflection on all the shiny metal in his mouth

“Please remind me again, did you break your jaw or your legs? My memory’s a bit foggy” you made a quizzical face and tapped your finger to your lips. Eddie rolled his eyes. “But if it makes you feel any better, I’ll hold your hand while we walk?” You offered. He gave a sarcastic smile and took your hand.

You started walking out to his van together,  His instinct was to hop into the driver's seat and he held out his hand for you to pass him the keys.

“What do you think you’re doing?” You spun the keys around your finger

“Uh I could be driving us home if you would be so kind and pass me my keys.” He continued to hold out his hand and scrunched his fingers trying to signal you to put them in his palm

“No operating any vehicles or heavy machinery for at least 8 hours while you’re on the pain meds ” You pouted “Doctors orders.”

“I hate it here.” Eddie grumbled under his breath and scooted over to the passenger’s side, he would’ve intentionally clenched his jaw hard enough to break it again if it wasn’t already wired shut.

You hopped up into the van and claimed your new spot as the driver, it was like unlocking a new region in a  video game. Eddie rarely let you drive the van, only if he was too drunk to drive home and that one time he sprained his ankle and you had to drive him everywhere. He would never let anyone else sit in the driver’s seat; that was like his most sacred spot, you were the only exception. You turned the key in the ignition and the engine roared.

“Alright who’s ready to rock and roll” you laughed and pressed on the gas, speeding off down the street

“Oh my god Y/n please slow down I’m getting so car sick” he heaved, desperately rolling down his window to try and cool himself off

“Ok, just relax Eds we’re almost home.” you reached over and held his hand

You pulled up outside the trailer, parked the van and both made your way inside, Eddie swung the front door open, ran to his bedroom and flopped on the bed. Still laying flat on his back he waved you over, you followed and gently sat beside him on the bed.

“How you feeling bud?” 

“Like I’m on the verge of death” he whined 

“You’ll be ok babe, I promise” you lovingly rubbed his shoulder and placed a kiss on his forehead. “Is there anything I can do for you in the meantime?” 

“Well there is one thing…” He turned to look at you and trailed off  “And that would be…?” you continued

“No, no it’s fine, nevermind.”  he turned away “Well…” 

“What is it that you want Eddie?’ you tugged on one of the long strands of hair resting at his shoulders

“Well I mean… It would really cheer me up if you gave me some head?” He shrugged and laughed sheepishly

“You just got out of the hospital and the first thing you want me to do is suck your dick?” You laughed at him “‘Hey, you asked if there was anything you could do and I just gave a suggestion” he laughed as he leaned in to give you a kiss, and you accepted it happily. 

“Alright, whatever will help the patient” you said as you started to unbuckle his belt.

You pulled his jeans down to reveal an already growing bulge. You take your time with his boxers, toying with the waistband, slowly sliding it off until you finally reach his ankles, once on the ground you take your position on your knees and pull him in closer by his waist. 

You pinch your thumb and pointer finger together making an O shape and slowly start to slide it up and down his length, squeezing tighter when you slide over the tip as you start to feel his dick growing harder.

“I know you just started but I feel so much better already Princess” Eddie said in a low tone, placing his hands on your shoulders, starting to massage them”

You pumped his length with your full hand a few times before slowly sliding the tip into your mouth, causing Eddie to let out an audible moan. You use your hand to continue pumping the rest of his length, swirling your tongue around his tip.

“Fuck baby you’re so good to me” He cried as he threw his head back in bliss. You take his length down your throat and moan, sending vibrations that only make Eddie cry out louder.

You pull off of him, watching a long string of saliva stretch between the two of you before wiping your mouth. Eddie whines at the lack of contact, he moves his hands to hold the sides of your face, caressing them softly. You look up at his needy face, then down at the head of his red and swollen cock that was starting to leak. You look back up at him and watch his face change eagerly as you slowly start to slide it back into your mouth. 

“I’m getting so close sweetheart, fuck” he whined. You watch him get closer and closer to the edge as you tease him with your tongue. You can feel his body tensing up as you slowly slide your mouth off again and stop for a minute, leaving him aching and begging you to keep going.

“Please baby,  please don’t stop,” he panted. His hands caress your face, lifting your head up to look at him. His eyes darted back and forth between yours rapidly. You placed your hands on his hips, softly tracing patterns up and down his sides to keep him squirming from your touch. You push down on his rock hard dick and watch it spring back up and slap his stomach which made him shiver.

“What do you want me to do for you Princess?” He started to smile realising that you just needed some attention too.

“Nothing right now but…” You spoke in a sultry voice as you started to run your finger up and down the bottom of his cock, from base to tip which started to bring him back to the edge. His full attention to you.

“In six weeks time I expect you to pay me back in full for this little favour” You smiled at him cheekily

You stared straight into his eyes, which were heavy with a mix of lust and love, as you started to take his length into your mouth once more.

“Yes, fuck, anything you want baby” He grunted out as his cock slammed into the back of your throat again and again and again. 

Eddie moaned wildly as he came shooting thick ropes into your mouth, he watched as you swallowed and continued to tease him with your hands as you got up. Once you were back up he kissed your lips softly and left gentle kisses down your neck, wrapping his arms around your body. 

“God you are so good at that baby,” He stood behind you with his chest pressing into your back, his hands reaching around and resting on your chest, his still semi hard cock pressing into the back of your thigh.

“I know you asked me to repay you when I can use my mouth again, and of course I will, but I hope you don’t expect to wait that long for me to make you feel good too.” He whispered into your ear with a wicked smile as he continued to pepper your neck and cheek with kisses.

A/N This one's been cooking in my drafts for like almost a year now so I hope it was worth the wait 💀 COMMENT IF YOU WANT PART 2 😋Is this fandom even still alive atp? idk but I hope so.

[spookykoolkat]

summer breeze | eddie munson 18+

wrote a drabble cus im just thinking about drugdealer!eddie at a party (ones that hes tired of going to) to sell and make money, but you take him completely off of his game once he notices you.

drugdealer!eddie x plus sized!fem!reader

warnings: 18+ only! minors do not interact or get BLOCKED. pwp (sorta), eddie and reader are both in their early twenties (eddie is a year or two older than reader), flirting, p in v (protected pls wrap it up!), fingering, mentions of oral (fem receiving), descriptions of feminine fat bodies, itsyyy bit of body issues (reader isn't insecure just aware of her body), very light choking if you squint, dirty talk (i think hes filthy here), body worship, use of pretty girl, daddy, baby, sweetheart, etc lmk if i missed something.

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i definitely see eddie munson being the one that's invited to the party to make money, find customers, manage to provide the entire party with weed and other drugs people wanted. maybe he's not the most fun, given he was burnt out after his teen years from doing crazy shit like trying pills and psychedelics to skipping class to drive two towns over, drinking and partying to make up for a life time.

he's not there to necessarily party. he's there to make money, drink, and observe. he doesn't even really miss the partying, or the people. since he was the plug, it was only ever about business. how much can someone get, what can they get, for what price, thanks, have a good night. he didn't get much socialization done in his life right now, so his best bet was to just watch.

he took his place on the couch, somewhere in the clouded area of the living room of whoever's house he's in right now. it was almost deja vu for him.

eddie would be SUCH an observer. quiet, listening and watching to everyone and everything since he was always in the corner unless he was needed. so when his eyes scanned the room after taking a puff of his blunt, it wasn't odd that his eyes latched onto you first.

you were wearing your usual, tube top, fishnet and jean shorts that rode up your ass and hugged the dips of your hips and waist. i think eddie tried to stop looking at you, especially when you saw him staring from your spot where you poured yourself another drink. but even you catching him didn't make him have any shame.

he was checking you out unabashedly. he was staring at the way your tits squeezed against the fabric of the tube top, how your tummy poked out of your shorts because they squeezed into your curves, how the fishnets had holes in some spots on your legs probably from stretching over the width of your thighs.

i think eddie would definitely try to make a move on you, his confidence wasn't lost on him, but he would wait. and while he would wait, he would think about touching you, talking to you, maybe even talking you through it.

he was a freak.

he waited until you finally decided to dance with a few of your friends, getting up from his spot and mixing in between the bodies to get next to you. eddie wasn't a dancer. not in these settings, even he surprised himself.

the obsession was mutual. your hands couldn't stop touching him as you two danced, whispering little things in each other's ears.

"you're really fucking pretty, you know that? like, insanely pretty. i couldn't stop looking at you from across the room." his voice was all you heard even when the music tried to drown it out, he was the only one you could listen to.

"eddie right?" you asked in his ear and your voice was even sweeter than he thought. he just nodded and let his hands fall onto your hips.

"you think i'm pretty?" you asked, your eyes fluttering up at him and biting your lip.

eddie only put his hands on your waist and squeezed, pulling you into him and smiling as you both danced together. putting your hands on his chest as he moved his hands to the lower part of your back and dipping his finger tips into your shorts, he leaned down and whispered in your ear,

"more than pretty. can't even focus on my job when you're right there in front of me just begging for me to come and take you away."

your eyes flutters again, this time with your lips parted and small hitch in your throat.

it was the same expression you had that night, upstairs in the guest room as everyone partied below you when he pushed his fingers inside of your heat.

"oh, ooh baby," he would say as he watched your cunt suck his fingers in, coating him in your juices and making a mess over his hand.

"i-i'm, eddie, oh my god eddie," you groaned, jean shorts discarded and panties moved to the side as he played with your cunt.

his hands ripped the fishnets between your thighs, letting his fingers spread the thick of your cunt and press his finger pads onto the glistening pearl that made you flutter your eyes shut.

it was the same expression you gave when he pushed his length into your sopping heat, and grabbed onto every inch of skin he could. once he entered you after making you cum on his fingers, he got eager.

eddie pulled your top down and let your tits free, becoming even more obsessed you might end up having to put a restraining order on him. it turned out, eddie was a tit man. he played with your tits as he slid in and out of you, squeezing your pebbled nipples and teasing them. sucking on his fingers just to play with your nipples, grabbing your tits and pushing them together to watch them bounce as he fucked you.

he was in love.

you didn't know eddie much, but he took his time with you. even when the party seemed to get even more rowdy, he only fucked into you harder. his hips snapping against your thighs, now calves on his shoulders as he quickly grabbed a pillow and slid it under the small of your back.

"my fucking god, sweetheart, look at you," he said, slipping back into you and adding a stretch that added to your pleasure, "even fuckin' prettier like this, you know that? goddamn, i'm gonna fucking get addicted to this pussy,"

the wind had been knocked out of you, breathless and scrambling for something to say but without missing a beat eddie ran his fingers through his hair and grabbed your ankles, spreading your legs wide beside him to see you open for him.

"i, i, daddy please, i can't, too much, can't breathe," you could feel his cock in your throat, punching into you and making your legs twitch at his lace.

"just like that, pretty girl, hold yourself open like that, be good for daddy." he groaned, sitting on his knees to slide back into your gaping hole as you placed your hands on the back of your thighs.

"there we go, so fuckin' good, so pretty," he whispered to himself, watching as tears ruined your perfect makeup and sweat collected on your forehead and chest. you were ruined, aching and throbbing, still begging for him even when he was giving you what you wanted.

"please, please, so fucking good s' so fucking big," you said, out of breath as he moved to your liking.

he couldn't fuck you like that for long, not when he was watching the weight of your tits bounce and move to the rhythm of his thrusts, not when you begged for him, not when he looked at the way your legs pressed against your stomach that was so soft and round for him—now becoming his favorite part to touch as he lifts himself from his knees and putting his weight into your waist.

he got a good grip like this, you thought, feeling how his hands molded into the skin you bashed for so long just to fuck you deeper and more relentlessly.

it was when someone knocked on the door, asking for eddie, (after your second orgasm) when he decided to flip the two of you over so that his back was now against the random headboard of the bed and your thighs sat on top of his.

you were positioned at his tip, most of him sliding out after your orgasm pushed him out. you couldn't help but feel yourself drip onto his length as you looked at the state of him, hearing the man call for his friend outside of the door, and watching as eddie got lost in your curves and softness.

"fucking hell. goddamnit, look at you," he breathed, hands moving all over you, "this will never leave my mind. i'm telling you right now. gonna be thinking about this for fucking ever, thinking about this pretty fucking body on me,"

he was touching everything, all over you, squeezing parts of you you'd never though you'd let anyone see. kissing the stretch marks and moles and the extra flab of your arms and leaning you back to kiss the width of your tummy.

"sit down on me, baby, please, let me have it, let daddy have it, i've been real good for you, baby," he begged, whined, pressing the side of his face into your tits and gently suckling on the skin.

he was growing tiresome, feeling your hole clench around his weeping, red tip that ached for you. eddie didn't even realize he could throb this hard for anyone, or that he even wanted anyone as bad as he wanted you when he saw you. he didn't even know he could last as long as he did, not with you being right in front of him begging for him to fuck you.

you were beautiful, you had something about you that he couldn't take his eyes off of, something he knew he wasn't going to stop thinking about even if he tried.

"but, they're asking for you," you whimpered, fingers dragging through eddie's hair and fingernails scraping his scalp as he groped your tits and sucked on them. "the party, you have customers,"

he leaves kisses when he speaks again.

"the fuck does that matter, hm? as far as i'm concerned," he said and leaned back, watching the way your cunt looked so he could remember every detail. how juicy your cunt was, how he could palm it and rub your clit at the same time, how well your cunt wrapped around his cock when he gave everything for you to take,

"i got the prettiest, juiciest fucking pussy i've ever had in my fuckin' life right here about to sit on my cock, you think i'm gonna stop trying to make you cum so i can get a 20 dollar bill?" he scoffed, "absolutely fuckin' not. fuck that party. now let me fuck that pretty cunt baby, please, let me feel it again,"

he whimpered when he met your eyes, desperation for a nut especially like this, and you melted. you clenched around his tip and he winced as you slowly lowered yourself onto him. you were gasping at this point, trying to fight for air while you let your cunt take all of him until your clit was pressed against his thatch of hair.

"oh fuck, FUCK, fuck baby," he practically yelled, throwing his head back against the headboard and you couldn't help yourself. his hands were gripping your asscheeks so hard they left hand prints, pulling and spreading them apart just to leave slaps to imagine how your ass would jiggle with it.

it left him moaning even more.

your lips attached to his neck and kissed everywhere you could, licking his pale skin and sucking on his neck and chest. you left hickies where you could. the soberness in you wanted him to remember this, to be looked at so people can know someone fucked him this good and it was you.

the drunk in you just wanted to claim him as yours. let everyone know he was fucking you. and only you. or so you convinced yourself to think.

as you buried your face into his neck and suckled and licked, your cunt clenched around him and slowly you lifted your hips up, just to slam them back down and make lewd noises fill the room. his moaning was turning you on even more, knowing his was sounding fucked out like this because of you.

"eddie, yo what the fuck? i'm tryin' to get some weed man! come on!" the obnoxious voice was drowned out by eddie's moans and whimpers as you decided to speed your bouncing up.

you did it for a hot minute, rolling your hips and bouncing your ass on your knees as you took him in with every lift of your hips. he was so much more filling this way, so much more bigger and reaching places it felt like was your stomach.

"eddie, e-eddie, p-p-please, eddie," you were crying into his neck when you whined and it only made him release a guttural groan as he quickly wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled your body down to his.

"eddie, what, wh-" you tried as he fixed positions, planting his feet and raising his hips before continuously slamming up into your cunt.

"oh, oh, oh my, f-fucking, mmphf, my," you really tried, to make sense of what he was doing until your mind went blank, until you felt the head of his pink cock hitting your cervix over and over again until it began to mix pleasure with pain.

it was delicious, it was everything, and yet the man was still at the door. "eddie, eddie," you moaned, sort of forgetting about everything else but the man ramming into your sore hole, you corrected yourself quickly as he fucked you harder, "daddy!"

"woah, hey, are you, are you fucking in there?? eddie!!! my man!!" the man cheered through the door but to you it was muffled.

you couldn't hear anything but the messiness of your cunt, the squelching, the groaning and crying, the moaning and whimpering, his words making you tighten around him.

"take that fucking dick, baby, take what daddy's giving you, yeah?" he growled in your ear as he kept his pace up, your tears hitting his shoulders and your whines being muffled by his chest.

"i know baby, you're taking me so well, being so good, feel so fucking good,"

"cmon baby, let me have another one, cum again for daddy,"

"next time i'm gonna bury my fucking face between those thighs and let your ride my tongue, just wanna taste my pretty girl the right way," he was breathless, and listening to you cry from his words and beg after every sweet nothing he couldn't hold it anymore.

"get it man!" again. eddie was almost getting pissed off. actually. he was pissed off.

this random man was able to hear the way you sounded just for eddie, the way you called for him and said his name, the way you cried when his cock hit your spot over and over again in this angle.

"get the fuck out of here, fuckface!" eddie screamed angrily away from your ear, only making you clench harder as he then flipped you to lay on your side.

his cock was still inside of you, only now he laid behind you in the same position and lifted your leg by the thickness of your thigh and held it there as he lifted his thigh and slipped further inside of you.

"m' the only one that should hear you like this, not him, nobody else. look at that," he says in your ear as he uses his other hand to point your head downwards to see the way his cock slammed into your cunt over and over again, barely being able to see it over your tummy, "see how she's crying for me? god i wish you could fuckin' see yourself, how fuckin' pretty you are,"

"daddy, daddy, fuck, fuck me, fuck my pussy please, make me feel good," you managed to get out as he moved his hand from your hair to your throat, forcing you to throw your head back against his.

eddie puts his chin right at the top of your head, somehow seemingly bigger than you and crowding you as he kept his pace.

"touch yourself, princess, touch that pretty little clit for daddy, daddy's gonna make you cum all over his big fucking cock, how's that sound, pretty girl? you like that?" he asks, and you can hear the smirk in his voice.

it only grows deeper when he sees your weak hand move to your messy cunt, finding your clit and rubbing firm circles into her. eddie can feel you clench and drip onto him, covering his cock in your cum and juices as you reach your climax for the third time.

you didn't know eddie. he didn't really know you. but in this moment, holding you to his chest as you leaves kisses in your hair and on your cheek sweetly, fucking you roughly and messily, palm still at your throat.

you were crying by now, tears slipping down just for eddie to dry them back up.

"i know, i can feel you baby, can feel you gettin' close for me," he boasts, his own thrusts getting sloppy and missing the rhythm as he struggles to hold his own release back.

"so good, feels so good daddy," you gasped, voice dry and strained, "gonna make, fuck fuck, baby i can't, too much,"

"uh-uh baby, what were you gonna say? gonna make you what? cum? gonna make this pretty little cunt cum all over my cock again?" eddie's balls pulled taut, fighting back his orgasm until you clenched hard one last time and yelled out.

"yes! yes! yes! make me cum, you're making me cum, i'm cumming, daddy please," you shouted, body shaking in his hold as you move your hands to grab at his wrist and try to wriggle out of his grasp, his thrusts becoming too much too fast.

"oh fuck, oh fuck, baby, fuck," he whimpered, wincing and releasing a string of moans and groans as he cums in the condom; desperately wishing he could've painted your walls. you were still shaking in his grasp, whimpering when eddie pulls out of you and moves his hands to fix your hair.

eddie moves you to lay on your back as he sits up on one arm and admires you, the lipstick smeared and eyeshadow messy, eyeliner running and your face makeup staining whatever pillows were there.

eddie wasn't the type to think he was going to call back. thats for sure. he wasn't a dating man, a 'see you more than once in a year' man. eddie was confused for the most part, not knowing where this was gonna go next depending how he went about this last part of the interaction. he especially wasn't a girl. not that girl who asked what we are on the first hook up. not the girl who day dreamed about someone when they weren't near.

he wasn't a girl. he especially wasn't that girl.

you opened your eyes to him staring with a lopsided smile, scanning over your face and chest.

"what?" you smiled, breathlessly and sleep pulling at your eyes.

he shakes his head with a small smile and drowns out the music playing from downstairs, watching you scan his face.

"so, are you gonna call me after this? when can i see you again?"

[littlexdeaths]

happy summer freaks!

below the cut are a list of some of my favorite works that i’ve read this summer, or ones that just give me summertime vibes.

this list is very long, and i am so sorry about that! these are all stranger things fics, but majority are eddie munson x reader.

he’s my favorite i can’t help it

all credit goes to these lovely writers 💕

one-shots/blurbs:

✧ orange peel skin by @hellfire--cult

rockstar eddie munson x best friend fem reader

✧ you and eddie attend a wedding together by @strangersmunsons

eddie munson x fem reader

✧ mutual pining by @thewayitalknj

best friend eddie munson x reader (idiots in love vibes)

✧ dark & stormy by @munson-blurbs

best friend eddie x fem reader

✧ warlock by @theold-ultraviolence

eddie munson x fem reader

✧ strapped in by @strangerstilinski

robin buckley x fem reader

✧ take a dip by @eiightysixbaby

lifeguard eddie munson x best friend fem reader

✧ sweet treat by @lokis-army-77

older eddie munson x fem reader

✧ start something by @mrsjellymunson

dm eddie munson x fem reader

✧ make me by @xxbimbobunnyxx

older diner owner eddie munson x fem reader

✧ arcade shenanigans by @lovebugism

eddie munson x reader (enemies to lovers vibes)

✧ body to flame by @stevenose

steve harrington x reader

✧ sundress lovin’ by @madelynraemunson

ex husband eddie munson x fem reader

✧ too close by @doomsdaybby

steve harrington x fem reader

✧ stop, in the name of love by @oneforthemunny

cop eddie munson x fem reader

✧ the pearl rosary by @fairyysoup

eddie munson x pastors daughter reader

✧ sweet girl by @thecreelhouse

steve harrington x reader

✧ you okay, honey? by @hawkinstales

eddie munson x fem reader

series:

✧ one step away from you by @eddiexmunsonlover

best friend eddie munson x plus size fem reader

✧ the do’s and don’ts of fake dating by @joequiinn

eddie munson x fem reader

✧ twenty four hours by @ghost-proofbaby

modern eddie munson x fem reader

✧ living after midnight by @munson-blurbs

failed rockstar eddie munson x motel worker reader

✧ too much in common by @munsonhoneybaby

eddie munson x henderson fem reader

✧ the more you give by @manicpixiedreamcurl

eddie munson x shy reader

✧ the third date by @rebelfell

eddie munson x anorgasmic reader

✧ cruel summer - ‘85 by @queenimmadolla

eddie munson x lifeguard (flayed) reader

✧ i knew you’d linger like a tattoo kiss by @andvys

steve harrington x fem reader x eddie munson

✧ boring! by @undead-supernova

eddie munson x confident fem reader

✧ i hate you, i love you by @loserboysandlithium

ex boyfriend eddie munson x fem reader

✧ show me by @eddiesxangel

older neighbor eddie munson x virgin reader

✧ not wholly evil by @uglypastels

pirate eddie munson x fem reader

[hierophantmeme]

The Stranger in the Mirror

(Zoro x Reader)

Hello, everyone! I’ve been contemplating whether or not to post my fanfics for years, but anxiety had gotten the better of me. I've been trying to step out of my comfort zone more recently and thought why not post them now. So here’s my fanfic debut, I guess! 

This is part of a bigger thing I’m working on, but I wanted to post a little snippet to see how it goes. If anything doesn’t make sense or if the beginning feels abrupt, that’s probably why. I tried to edit it so it could still be it’s own stand-alone piece. 

Some context before you read: Before the events of this scenario, the reader feels they needed to avoid Zoro as to not show their true feelings. They are now in a situation in which they have no other choice but to confront them. I’d say what this situation was but then I’d have to explain a lot of stuff and just wanted this to be short.

Content contains: no y/n, 1st-person POV, short instance of dissociation, implied AFAB reader but gender-neutral pronouns are used, SFW for the most part (gets a little steamy but not too much), a bit of body worship, short, plus-sized, insecure reader

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“I’m sorry if you don’t love me back but I just can’t help it. I’ve been avoiding you because I fell in love with you, okay? I didn’t want my stupid feelings for you to make things awkward since we’re crewmates.” I stare at the man in front of me waiting for his response but am met with silence instead. “I know you could never love me back so just forget I said anything okay? I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable.” I start to leave but am halted by his deep voice.

“That’s it?” I turn to face him. “I thought it was something more serious.”

I stare at him in disbelief and answer, “What do you mean. This is serious, Zoro. You’re unbelievable, you know that?”

“But it isn’t.”

“What do you mean it isn’t. Are my feelings not serious enough for you? You’re all that’s been on my mind and it’s so annoying. Do you know what it feels like to be in love with someone who doesn’t even look your way? I know we live on the same freaking boat as each other but you’re always training or sleeping and I see the way you look at that marine lady with the glasses.”

“Who? Tashigi?”

I nod.

“She’s a marine! Ya think I’m gonna go for someone like her? I only kept looking at her cause she reminded me of an old friend that’s no longer with us. Besides, she looks different now after two years and I never thought of my friend as anything more than that.”

I place my hands to my face in shock, “Zoro, I’m so sorry. I had no idea…”

“Hey, it’s not your fault. I don’t talk about her much anyway. But I’m surprised with how often you look at me, you don’t see the way I look at you.”

I tilt my head in confusion, “What do you mean?”

“It means I like you too,” he states so matter-of-factly, his mutual confession doesn’t process in my mind.

We stare intently at each other for a few moments until his words finally get through to me.

“Why?”

“What do you mean why,” questions Zoro like it’s some big mystery.

“Do you see me? I’m not as tall or as skinny as Nami or Robin. I can’t train or be in battle for as long as you and the other strawhats can without collapsing first and being a nuisance to you guys. And I’m such a coward.” I turn to the side and look at the floor, “I can’t even confess these silly little feelings right. It took me two damn years to say anything cause I was so scared..”

He slowly walks up to me and places a hand on my shoulder. I look up into his lustrous, dark-gray eyes. My longing gaze quickly turns into one of determination.

“You know what,” I say in the most assertive tone I have ever spoken in, surprising myself in the process, “I won’t be a coward any longer.”

I take him by surprise as I jump up to wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I then pressed my lips upon his for a quick second, still afraid of what he might say.

“You call that a kiss? Cause if you’re gonna stop being a coward, this is how you shoulda done it.” He places his hands on my hips and holds me in a longer, more passionate kiss than the first. 

Soon tears begin to flow down my cheek. Once we break our lips away, he opens his eyes and notices. 

“What’s wrong?” he asks, rubbing the tears away with one hand while keeping a firm grasp on me with the other.

”I don’t know. I guess I’m just still in shock. I know there are far better people for you out there than me, so why again would you choose me?”

“Um, I dunno… I guess I like someone who can challenge me. I know you may not have much to challenge me in physical strength,” he says teasingly, ”but you’ve challenged me in mental strength, and that has honestly been a lot tougher than any physical fight I’ve ever faced.” He starts peppering my neck with kisses. “Oh, and one more thing” he trails up to kiss my cheeks and then stops to look at me in the eyes, “Believe me when I say I’ve never seen anyone as attractive as you.” 

”But-” He presses an index finger to my lips.

“Shhhhhh. Let me show you something.” He carefully carries me over to a mirror in the room and sets me down in front of it. “I want you to name every little thing you hate about yourself and I’ll prove to you that you don’t know what you’re talking about.”

”Zoro, what the hell. You know I’m afraid of mirrors.”

“Well, you said you didn’t want to be a coward anymore, right? Maybe it’s time to face this fear. I think I know why you’re so afraid of them and I’m gonna make you love them cause I want you to see what I see when I look at you.” He stands behind me and places both of his hands on my shoulders. "What’s something you think makes you look ugly? I’ll show you that you’re wrong.”

“Um… o-okay?…” I stammer out feeling a bit embarrassed at being put on the spot. “Well I- I told you earlier…” He looks at me with a stern look that turns into into a softer frown. Zoro’s hands move down to my hips. His hands reach to pull the hem of my shirt up just a little, revealing a sight so utterly disgusting, I flinch and turn away. I want to escape his grasp but I can’t. It’s not that he’s holding me so tight that I can’t physically leave, but there’s just something about him holding me like this that makes me all flustered and weak in the knees. I may not be a devil fruit user but his touch weakens me like sea prism stone would to someone that was. Damn this idiot mosshead!

He surprises me further by shifting to one side of me and he kneels down to my hips, showering me with small kisses as he descends. His arms reach up to turn me around to face the mirror again. His hands massage the weight I have to carry 24/7. “Ya know, babe. I actually like someone with meat on their bones. It just means they’re gonna taste so damn good, and if you were any thinner, I’d probably accidentally break you in half anyway.”

”So you’re not grossed out by it?”

“Why would I be. Look how beautiful you are. Every inch of your body is so friggin’ irresistible. I don’t care what other people find attractive, cause I know what I find attractive”

”Does that mean you like my stretch marks too?”

“What do think?” His lips curl up into a mischievous grin. He presses his lips on the stretch marks of my round, squishy tummy, one hand holding me around the waist in place, and the other massaging my side in small circles. I freeze up to look at the reflection in the mirror. This isn't something that should be happening. People like me don’t usually get to experience something like this. It’s so foreign. I clearly must be dreaming right? 

It’s like I’ve been removed from my body and am now observing a complete stranger. The taller person looks familiar but I swear I’ve never seen the shorter one in my life before. They look like something I’ve never been; something I’ll never be: beautiful. 

Who is this person looking in the mirror? That could not possibly ever be me. There’s a handsome, kind, and strong, yet gentle man moving his hands and lips down to the person’s thighs, devouring them like they were the most delicious meal he’s ever had. Way better than anything the blonde-haired, curly-browed cook could ever make. 

He’s now speaking into their thighs in a sweet, deep voice. I can’t hear anything but I can feel the vibration of his voice. But wait… How am I feeling that vibration if those aren’t my thighs he’s speaking into. He then stands up straight and stands behind them, caressing every bit of skin on their gorgeous body with such devotion. If that was my body, this man would avert his eyes in sheer disgust. Certainly, no one would ever want to lovingly and willingly feel the plumpness of my body… right? He turns the person around and… no wait, that can’t be right. I should still be looking at the mirror. Why am I looking at the warm, dark eyes of the green-haired man that was worshipping that divine body just a second ago?

Could that have been-  No, it couldn’t have. Could it?

[munsonsmixtapes]

Rock the Boat

fuckboy!Eddie x plus size!fem!reader

summary: you send a risky text asking Eddie to meet you at Lover’s Lake to finally have your way with him and to your surprise, he actually shows up.

Based on a request that I mistakenly deleted

cw: MDNI (18+) smut (p in v) oral (f receiving) reader sits on Eddie’s face, grinding, Eddie sucks on reader’s tits, brief mention of body image issues

It started with a text. Why you were sending that kind of message to someone you barely knew, you weren’t sure. All you knew was that you had met Eddie a few times when he came into Family Video where you worked and you found yourself to be very attracted to him. He was one of the hottest men you had ever seen and you couldn’t help but fantasize about him.

All you could think about was taking him into the back room at Family Video and having your way with him. Covering each other’s mouths so no one could hear your loud moans. You wanted to hear his pathetic whines as you slowly pulled his pants down to get a good look at his cock, edging him until he was begging to fuck you.

It was to the point where you were thinking about him all the time. Especially when you were trying to go to sleep. All of the things he could do to you taking over your mind until you eventually had to take care of yourself, but it never quite did the trick. You were afraid that the only thing that would have helped was actually having Eddie’s cock inside you and you were sure that would never happen.

And then, suddenly, there was an answer to your prayers. Steve, becoming tired of you not doing anything about your pathetic crush, put an end to your misery and gave you Eddie’s number. He didn’t really know you that well, but you were nice to him and from what he’d seen, he thought that you and Eddie would have been a good match.

You stared at the number for what felt like hours after you had gotten home from your shift. Your thumb hovered over the “message” button so many times, but you couldn’t get yourself to actually do it. What would you have even said? Everything that came to mind just made you feel like an idiot. You didn’t send messages like that, especially not to practical strangers.

You didn’t know Eddie except for the very few, very short conversations you had with him and weren’t even sure if he was into receiving, let alone, responding to sexts. You had heard rumors that he was into pretty much anything, but you didn’t think you were his type. You were bigger than a lot of the girls in Hawkins and even though you were very secure in yourself, you couldn’t help but compare yourself to the others.

You finally got the guts to open up the messaging app and typed out your text, your heart racing as you did so. Why was it so hard? It didn’t even have to be well thought out. Just a few simple words would do the trick. Sure, it was a risk, but you felt like you needed to take more of those in your life.

Sex?

Really? That was the best you could do?

Wanna fuck you so bad

Not terrible, but you could do better.

Meet me at Lover’s Lake at 8:00 if you’re willing to get down and dirty

You thought it was good, but felt like it needed a little more tweaking before you sent it. You went to backspace, but your thumb had a mind of its own and the blue button was pressed, causing the message to be sent before you were ready. You threw your phone onto your bed and began to panic. Your heartbeat was pounding so hard that you swore it was going to leap out of your chest.

After you were done freaking out, you reached for your phone to unsend the message only for that to longer be an option. He was going to see the message and think that you were a freak and never want to speak to you ever again. God, you were really fucked and not in the way that you wanted to be.

Your heart rate picked up when you saw that he was typing and were surprised at his reply. It wasn’t what you were expecting, but at least he was nice about it. That definitely made you feel a lot better about your stupidity.

You know, that sounds really hot, but first you have to tell me who you are.

You quickly typed out your reply, chewing on your thumb nail as you pressed send.

It’s y/n from Family Video

You didn’t receive a reply after that and you took that as rejection, but you still headed out to Lover’s Lake, hoping that he would show up anyway. If he did, you’d be ecstatic, and if he didn’t, you definitely wouldn’t have been able to look him in the eye. You’d have to quit family video and you really liked working there.

You put on a dress that you had just bought and your nicest bra and underwear set, hoping that he would appreciate the effort you had put into your appearance.

You drove to your destination, wishing you had just kept your desires to yourself, but there you were, standing there on the sand, trying to figure out what to do. Someone was kind enough to leave their boat sitting on the sand so you got in it and sat there, your nervousness building as the clock struck eight. You were going to give him at least an hour because no one ever showed up at the exact time that they were expected to.

The boat was very nice and surely expensive so you wondered why it was abandoned on the sand like that. It needed to be safe somewhere where no one would take it. It had what looked like two leather sofas attached to it for seating and the front of the boat where the captain would steer. It wasn’t very big, but it was definitely going to work for what you were going to get up to.

You heard a car door slam close and reached for something to protect yourself with in case it wasn’t Eddie and found a large stick that was right beside the boat and held it out as the stranger approached. Eddie came into view and put his hands up to show that he wasn’t a threat causing you to dropped the stick, letting out a sigh of relief.

“You know, I’m all for hitting in a sexual context, but I feel like that wasn’t your intent,” he chuckled as he put his hands back down by his side.

“I wasn’t sure if it was you or some creep so I was just protecting myself. I wasn’t sure if you were going to show up.”

“Yeah, my phone died and I couldn’t find my charger. So, sorry about that.” He pushed the boat into the water then climbed into the boat and sat in the seat across from you, resting his hands on top of his lap, studying you. He immediately wondered what a pretty girl like you was doing asking him to hook up. If he was being honest, he thought you were out of his league. Definitely too pretty for him, but he wasn’t going to question why you asked him there.

He turned on the motor and the two of you moved further out onto the lake and once you got far enough away from the shore, Eddie turned the motor off so the two of you would stay stationary and went to sit across from you again.

“That’s okay. I figured that you were just ghosting me.”

“I mean, I’m not a saint by any means, but I definitely don’t ghost and definitely not pretty girls like you.” He thought you were pretty. Sure, he had told you so when you had been flirting with each other, but you figured that it was just that, flirting.

“Is that so? Well, um, I guess we should, you know.” Hearing his complimentary words were making you even more desperate for him and Eddie was more than happy to comply. He had been thinking and sleeping with you for weeks and was hoping that the text he had gotten has been from you and it actually was.

“I guess so. You know, I was pretty surprised when you asked me to come.” As much as he hoped he was, Eddie didn’t think he was your type. He was convinced that you liked guys like Steve. The kind of guys who you could meet your parents and make a good impression. The kind that wouldn’t run when things got to real.

“Why?” You didn’t understand why he was surprised. Hadn’t your flirting been obvious? Couldn’t he tell just how desperate you were for him? Well, he definitely would by the end of the night.

“I didn’t think I was your type.” Eddie was the definition of your type. Despite your personality, you liked the kind of guys you were the complete opposite of you in every way. The ones who seemed kind of bad. The ones who could definitely get you into trouble but wouldn’t because they cared so much about you. Eddie seemed scary on the outside, but on the inside, he was a sweet and caring man.

“Why not?” You tilted your head to the side and Eddie thought it was adorable that you looked like a little confused puppy.

“Thought you liked pretty boys like Steve.” The words almost came out bitter, but that wasn’t his intention. It always seemed like he always lost to Steve. Steve always got the girls, leaving Eddie with nothing but rejection because he was mean and scary and evil.

“I don’t like Steve and you are a pretty boy.”

“I am?”

“Of course you are, handsome. Why don’t you come over here and I’ll show you just how handsome I think you are?” You patted the seat next to you and without a word, he came and sat next to you, his thigh touching yours because of your close proximity.

You reached up and slowly pushed some of his hair behind one of his ears then rested your hand against his jaw, pulling his face close to yours. Your lips slotted between his and they moved together slowly as you both got used to the foreign feeling of each other’s lips.

His were soft and gentle as his hands moved to your waist, moving to your back and making a home there. He licked into your mouth and you let him inside, taking exactly what he wanted from you as his tongue swirled around yours. You let out a whine and he almost moaned at the sound. It was so hot hearing that sound from you. It was even better than he had imagined.

Eddie’s hands moved up your dress slowly, his cool rings feeling good against your warm thighs. He got to your waist and he felt a lacy string that indicated that you were wearing a thong. Oh, he definitely had to see that. He push your dress up to your hips and looked down, getting a good look at the red thong you were wearing and his cock twitched as he thought about was what underneath it. He needed to see your pussy right then.

“Fuck, you’re so hot,” he said as he broke away to catch his breath. “Need your cunt, bad.”

“Wanna know the way I taste?”

“God, please.” Your cunt was a sopping wet mess when you heard him whine like that. It was doing so much to you and you desperately needed him to take care of it before you did it yourself.

“Can I sit on your face?” Eddie was convinced that you were actually trying to kill him. If you kept suggesting things like that, there was no way he’d make it home alive.

“Oh, I’d love for you to sit on my face. Need to taste you so bad.” You had never done anything like that, especially because your weight was a concern, but this time, you didn’t care. You were convinced that Eddie could take it.

“Wanna see it first?” You asked. “Wanna show you how wet I am for you.” You pulled down your thong and handed it to him so it could keep it to remember the night.

“God, you have no idea what you’re doing to me,” he groaned and you just put on a devilish smirk.

“Or maybe I do,” you winked before pulling him in for another kiss before pushed him off of you. You rested your hands on your knees and spread your legs wide, giving him a full view of your sopping wet cunt. He felt drool forming in his mouth as he thought about the way you’d taste, burying his tongue inside of you, making you moan his name over and over until you couldn’t take it anymore.

“Damn, sugar,” he whistled. “How long have you been holding this in? Seems like you need me real bad, but don’t worry, I’m more than happy to lick you clean.” He knew exactly what to say to make you crazy. To make you more wet than ever before and you were filled with more desire than you knew what to do with.

“Please,” you whimpered and Eddie pressed a kiss to your lips before he laid down on the bench. You slowly situated yourself on his face, spreading your legs and leaning forward so that your knees were pressed against the bench on either side of his head, holding onto the railing of the boat.

You let out a gasp as Eddie’s nose brushed your cunt and he pushed you further back a bit so he had a full view of you, wanting to see how you came undone as he licked and sucked your cunt. He was quick to lick a stripe from your slit to your clit and you let out a loud moan, white knuckling the railing as he began to suck on the spot.

You leaned your head back, feeling absolute pleasure course through you and Eddie swore he was going to cream his pants seeing you like that. That was going to live in his head absolutely rent free and he would need to take care of himself as he laid in his bed, not able to sleep because of his need for you.

“So fucking good, Eddie,” you moaned, grinding against his face and he let out his own moan at the feeling. He was lapping up every last bit of your slick and he couldn’t get enough of the taste of your cunt. He loved feeling the weight of you on top of him and seeing you go dumb at the feeling of his tongue and lips, so close to reaching your first orgasm of the night.

His hands moved up to your ass, digging his fingers deep into it as he licked and sucked on your leaking cunt, wanting to taste over single part of it.

“Gonna cum on my face sweetheart? Seems like you’re pretty close.” His voice was muffled, but he was speaking loud enough to where you could hear every word and he was right. He shoved his tongue inside your pussy and swirled it around, causing your back to arched in pleasure and Eddie felt cum leaking from his dick as he watched you come undone as his tongue licked back and forth, feeling your slick leak out onto his tongue as you finally reached your orgasm, your hands becoming sweaty against the railing as you tried your best to hold onto it but weren’t sure how long you could last.

“Oh,” you moaned loudly as your body went limp as you came down from your climax and Eddie moved his hand up to your hips, trying his best to prevent you from falling backwards. “Need your cock, Eddie. Want you inside me so bad.” You had just cum and already wanted him to fuck you? Didn’t you at least need a break first?

Eddie helped you climb off of his face and help you in his arms as he attached his lips to yours. He licked into your mouth once again and grabbed onto the bottom of your dress, pulling it up over your head and tossing it to the floor. He slowly lowered himself to the floor, removing his shirt as he did so, his lips still moving against yours as he did so. He laid your body gently on top of his, your legs tangling together.

Your hands moved to his hair as his slowly went up your back to your bra, slowly unhooking it to give you plenty of time to stop him if you didn’t want him to take it off. Once it was unhooked, he slid it out from between your bodies and threw it to the side.

You pulled away to catch your breath and leaned up so you could unbuckle Eddie’s belt and he took the opportunity to look at your tits, watching them move as you did so. And just when he didn’t think you could get any more hot. He leaned up and pressed open mouthed kisses to your chest as you unbuttoned his pants then helped you, the two of you working as a team to remove them. He then took off his boxers, causing his dick to spring free and it was even bigger than you imagined. It was covered in cum and you desperately wanted to clean it up with your mouth, but you wanted more to have him inside you.

He quickly put on a condom and you pushed him back down to the floor, situation yourself onto his dick, sounds of pleasure escaping both of your mouths as you did so. You rolled your hips towards him and started to ride him, watching his mouth fall open as he watched your tits bounce up and down as you moved. He swore that he had never seen anything that hot in his life.

“Look so good on top of me,” he managed to get out through labored breaths. “Love seeing your tits bounce.”

“Oh yeah?” You asked, a flirty tone taking over your voice. “How about this then?” You moved faster, causing your tits to bounced even more and Eddie could feel himself cum inside the condom as he let out the most desperate moan.

“God, yes, fuck,” he whined and that did something to you. You leaned down and pressed a hot kiss to Eddie’s lips before moving a little higher so your tits were hanging right in his face.

“Know you wanna suck on them,” you said and Eddie felt drool collect in his mouth as he thought about sucking on your nipples, pulling the most delicious moans from your mouth. “Go ahead.” You moved left and right, causing them to swing right above his face.

He couldn’t take it any longer. He pulled out and rolled over so he was on top and pounded his dick into you before leaning down and pressing soft kisses to your chest which juxtaposed the way his dick was thrusting in and out of you.

He moved his way down to your left tit and gave it a bruising suck as best he could as he kept pounding into you. The whole thing was overstimulating for you both, but he couldn’t take it. He needed to have his mouth on your tits right then or he was going to explode. He continued to pump in and out of you, watching your tits move as he did so, his eyes glazing over with lust.

“Eddie,” you whined. “Need your mouth on my tits.”

“Believe me, I wanna suck on them so bad, but can’t exactly do that and fuck you at the same time.” He tried, but it wasn’t exactly easy.

“Fuck me first then.”

“That I can do.” He leaned down and gave your lips another kiss before grabbing onto your hips and pounding into you. He thrusted in and out of you and you closed your eyes as your back arched once again. He lowered himself down onto you and buried his face into your neck as he moaned, his cock moving faster and harder as you both reached your orgasms as the same time, your moans mixing together with your labored breaths.

Eddie pulled out of you then lowered himself down onto you, his lips meeting your chest, peppering it with kisses. They then met the very spot he had sucked on before and he sucked on it as hard as he could his ears being met with more of your beautiful moans.

“Nipple, Eddie,” you whimpered and he obliged, bringing the sensitive thing into his mouth, giving it a rough suck before swiping his tongue over it. “So good.”

“I know, babe,” he said, pulling away, eliciting a whine from you. “Let it out.” He pulled the thing between his teeth and gave it a pull and you practically screamed in pleasure. He gave it another lick then tugged on it again, causing you to make that exact sound. Three orgasms in one night, that had to be a record out of all of his previous partners.

He moved over to the other one and didn’t waste time before taking it between his teeth, desperate times hear the sound again. He bit down a little harder and that seemed to unleash something in you.

“Eddie,” you moaned. “Oh my god. So fucking good.” He gave your nipple one last bit before diffusing through sting with his tongue. He then took the whole thing into his mouth and gave it a hard suck as he swirled his tongue around, causing you to come completely undone, your body laying flat against the floor as you came down from your final orgasm of the night.

Eddie pulled you in for another kiss and disposed of the condone before helping you get dressed, being nothing but complimentary as he did so. That definitely satisfied your craving, but you already found yourself wanting more of him. How were you ever going to have another partner when he had been the best you ever had?

Eddie was thinking the same. He was trying to figure out how to ask you out on a date. There was no way he was going to let a pretty little thing like you slip through his fingers. And even if you didn’t want to go out with him, he was at least going to make sure that he found his way into your bed. As hot as fucking in a boat that didn’t belong to either of you was, it wasn’t very comfortable.

You both got back onto the sand in a timely manner and put the boat exactly where you found it before heading out to the parking lot hand in hand. You led him to your car and pulled him in for a filthy kiss before pulling away.

“Don’t be a stranger, Munson.”

“Oh, trust me, I won’t,” he replied. You gave him another kiss before opening your car door and getting into the driver’s seat. You then cranked the car rolled down the window before turning to him.

“Same time tomorrow?” You asked. “You can come over after I get off work.”

“It’s a date,” he winked and you turned on your radio that was blasting a metal song that made Eddie fall for you even more. You pulled out of your parking space and rolled out of the lot, Eddie standing there, watching you leave, feeling his dick twitch as he thought about all of the things he was going to do to your tomorrow. Oh, he was so down bad. And the thing was, he didn’t even care.

[alloftheimaginesblog]

put your head on my shoulder {indiana jones}

plot: you and indy are travelling and you fall asleep with your head on his shoulder.

character: indiana jones x plus size reader

Part of my Plus Size History Professor x Indiana Jones series and part of my Plus Size Reader x Character series!

You weren't the biggest fan of flying. The thought of being trapped in a tin can breathing in the same air as 100 other people freaked you out so before the flight, to help calm your nerves, you'd taken a sleeping tablet recommended by a trusted friend.

You were travelling with your colleague, friend and crush, Indiana Jones. The two of you were professors at the same college and had grown really close over the last year or so. Indy frequently went on archaeological digs and you'd always shown an interest since you were a history professor so this time, he invited you to come along with him.

Excitement wasn't the word.

You were beyond excited, constantly pestering Indy about what to wear, what clothes to take, what sites you'll wind up visiting. Surprisingly, Indy wasn't too annoyed and actually found your excitement about the whole thing quite adorable though he'd never admit that to your face. You and Indy currently had a very flirty, will they-won't they vibe going on. Any time that you thought things would happen, Indy pulled away. He had confided in you previously after one too many whiskeys that he was scared of commitment so you took a bit of a step back from the romantic side of things until he was ready. It hurt but you'd survive seeing as you two were friends and you knew that he cared, it was just that he wasn't ready yet.

You tapped your foot anxiously as you waited for the plane to board. Indy frowned at you, "That pill not kicking in yet, huh?"

"I only just took it, it takes a while to work."

"Why are you so anxious then? What's with all the foot tapping?"

"It's stupid," you scoffed as you shook your head. Indiana frowned at you and gestured for you to spit it out, "I'm stressed about the seat, well the seatbelt."

"What about it?"

"What if it doesn't fit around me? I'm not the skinniest..." Your cheeks burned furiously and Indy sighed. A voice chimed from above saying that your flight was now boarding, "Oh great."

"Then you get an extension." Indy shrugged. One thing you did love about him was his blunt, matter of fact attitude to things. He didn't stress, he didn't' sugar-coat, he just said things how they happened, "No big deal."

You followed him as he stood up in the queue, appreciating his blunt response, "It's silly, I know... I just get so paranoid. Normal seatbelts are black and usually extensions are bright red and it's just broadcasting 'hey everyone look at me I'm so fat I don't fit in the seat'!" You faltered, realising you were word vomiting all over him, "Sorry, I-"

He shook his head, "It's okay," he murmured, voice quieter so no one else your conversation, "I understand. Whether you need the extension or not, it's not a big deal. Doesn't make you any less of a person. Doesn't make you any less beautiful. Matter of fact, you're the prettiest damn person I've ever seen." As he finished, he realised what he had said and cleared his throat, turning away as a pink hue crept up and over his cheeks and ears.

You smiled, ducking your head to hide your bashfulness from him.

Boarding was quick and simple and soon, you and Indy were looking for your seats, "22, 23, here we are, 24. You want the window seat?" He asked which you gladly accepted since you didn't want to sit in the middle next to a stranger. You didn't mind looking out of the window, you found comfort in the clouds even despite your hatred of flying.

As Indy stored your bags in the overhead compartments, you sat on your seat, already finding it uncomfortable. Big hips weren't a great match for a tight plane seat. Oh well. Five hours, you could do this. You took a breath as you tested the seatbelt and...

"Nope."

It was a good 7 inches from closing. You raised your head, cheeks heating up from shame. It was stupid. You didn't know why you were so mortified to need a seatbelt extension on the plane but you just were. You liked your body, you were fat, curvy, plus size whatever you wanted to call it and you didn't mind it anymore but sometimes insecurities snuck up on you, this was one of those moments. You didn't need to look far for assistance because Indy was already handing you a bright red extension for the seatbelt.

"I asked for you. I also asked for a different colour but this is all they have."

You smiled, taking it off of him, "Thank you," you said, clipping it in and securing yourself in your seat. He sat down, "I know it's silly, I don't know why I'm so bothered by it."

Indy looked at you and smiled, "Don't worry about it. Seriously. People are too self absorbed to care whether or not you've got an extension... besides, I think red's your colour."

God, you hated the way he could make your insides turn to gloop and the way he could make your heart race with a simple smile. You thanked him quietly and conversation died down as he settled into his chair.

After around fifteen minutes, when everyone was boarded and the plane had began to move, you were starting to feel the effects of the sleeping pill you took so you tried to find a comfortable position to sleep in. You tried resting your head against the wall of the plane but the vibrations were uncomfortable and irritating. You tried resting your head back on the head rest but as you started to doze off, your head kept falling and you kept waking up. Your failure to fall asleep, or at least find a comfortable position, hadn't gone unnoticed by Indiana who was watching you from the corner of his eye with an amused expression.

"Oh just put your head on my shoulder and go to sleep, stop huffing and puffing," he said with a smirk. You rolled your eyes at him, not realising that he was being serious until he pulled at you to rest on him, "Put your head on my shoulder and go to sleep. I'll wake you up when we're there. Go on, get comfy."

Your heart was racing, pounding hard against your ribs as you settled on his shoulder. You could smell him; coffee, fresh linen and musk. Heaven. His shoulder was surprisingly comfortable, hard yet cushioned by his blazer and shirt. As you settled, your head found its way to rest near the crook of his neck, hand cupping his bicep. You were falling asleep fast but his muscles beneath your fingertips didn't go unnoticed by you.

Your breathing slowed as it tickled his neck and he knew you were sleeping. He swallowed, sparing a glance to you sound asleep on his shoulder, and tried to calm his own racing heartbeat. The way your breath warmed his neck, the way your fingers pressed into his muscle... Indy took a deep breath. He could smell your perfume - sweet and intoxicating - and it took everything in him to not wake you up and kiss you here.

With his spare hand he moved his hat to cover his eyes as his head rested back against the headrest (and then eventually opted to rest on yours) and tried to forget about the way his stomach flipped at the thought of you touching him. Indy had started the day thinking he still wasn't ready but this... this might change things. You were his favourite person. You had been the most constant person in his life for a year solid and that meant a lot to him. He valued you so highly and was scared that if he let you in, you'd end up getting hurt or worse but... he didn't know how long he could push you away for.

"I..." he whispered so softly that even if you were awake you probably wouldn't have heard him over the sound of the airplane and its passengers, "I think I'm in love with you." Maybe he was more ready than he thought.

[munsonsguitarp1ck]

out of control

eddie munson eats pussy like his last meal.

warnings:smut 18+, minors dni,oral , praise kink, mommy kink, thighs mentioned, cum eating, little bit of a degradation kink, kinda subish eddie if you squint, slight mention of a daddy kink

a/n: guys help this is so poorly written

part 2 ⬇️⬇️

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“baby please??” he pleads with the most desperate look on his face, he’s been begging you to let him eat you out for the past 10 minutes

“are you sure you want to ?? i haven’t shaved in a while ed’s.. “ you frown “and i’ve never had anyone want to before, anytime i’ve asked they would give me weird looks and shut me down..” the way your voice sounded so upset made his heart break a little, “ sweetheart, to be honest with you i could give two shits less, i don’t shave so i don’t expect you to either plus i think it’s hot, and i’m not like those shitty guys, i would do anything for you …” he trails off and you meet his eyes,filled with “…and..im sure your pretty little pussy tastes so good..”

you clench your thighs together tightly, your mind has suddenly changed and you need his tongue in between your wet folds.

“i need you,please mommy ?” you nod your head, and he’s down on his knees grasping and kissing up and down your thighs slowly sliding them apart, his fingers trail up to your lower abdomen and play with the waist band of your pants the wetness is pooling into your panties as he hooks his fingers and pulls down your pants. “fuckkk baby, you’ve soaked through your pretty little panties” he practically moans, your face turns bright red and you cover your face with your hands, making him smile, he pulls your hands away from you face “i wanna see the pretty faces you make when you cum for me baby, keep your hands down for me, m’kay ? he rubs a finger up and down your clothed folds, you throw your head back in pleasure releasing a small needy moan, he finds your clit and starts rubbing small,antagonizing, slow circles. you’ve gained desperate for him.

“ed’s, i need you” you say in a breathy moan. he pulls your underwear down around your thighs slowly sucking on them as he goes,leaving small dark marks holding eye contact with you, you almost cum and he’s barely touched you. he gives you a smirk, and begins to lick up your thighs, he lets out a low deep groan when he sees the pool of wetness starting to form on his sheets below you. “are you ready baby?” you practically beg “fuck, please eds, i need you so bad” “what a greedy little slut.” he tsks licking up and down your folds and connecting with your clit, flicking his tongue over your swollen bud. you lace your hands in his hair pulling tightly,grinding into his face causing him to let out a deep moan sending vibrations through your core. “you taste fucking amazing” he says lapping up all your juices, beginning to suck harder, your eyes roll to the back of your head and you let out a high pitched scream. “fuckk,eddie, baby, your doing so f-fucking good don’t stop”

his hard cock is strained against his tight jeans causing him to rut into the mattress to find some relief.

he brings his other hand up and teases your core, slowly sliding a finger in “f-fuck baby you feel so good” he pants, you start to feel the heat in your lower stomach “i’m close, baby i’m close don’t stop, your so good baby fuck” a string of moans and praises fall out of your mouth as he slips another finger in finding your soft velvety spot, hitting it over and over. “your taking my fingers so well, i’m stretching out your pussy so nice m-mommy” he moans into your pussy, it’s all so much, his fingers in your dripping core, his perfect lips wrapped around your clit and your hands in his hair. you cant take it anymore, you slowly feel the coil in your stomach coming undone, “eddie i’m gonna c-cum” he scissors his fingers faster and circles his clit with his tongue, “that’s it baby, be a good girl and cum all over daddies face” his words are enough to send you over the edge grasping and pulling at his hair, letting out small screams and whiny moans ,he coax’s you through your orgasm letting you completely soak his face and down his chin. once your finished he slowly pulls away and flashes you the biggest grin , you notice how soaked his face his “oh my god baby i’m so sorry, it just felt so good, and your so good and i-“ he cuts off your babbling “that was the hottest thing i’ve ever seen” he licks around his lips and wipes his chin with his arm causing a small giggle to leave your lips. you look down into his lap and see the huge tent in his pants,you smirk…

“now it’s my turn to make you feel good”

part 2 ? maybe possibly, depending on how hard this flops 🫦

edit: i posted a part 2 😏

[honeybear-yammy]

Hello, Stranger

Warnings: none, pure fluff

Pairings: Eddie Munson x Female Reader

Summary: In which Eddie and Y/N re-meet for the first time.

Author's Note: this fic is basically based off the scene in the woods about the cute conversation Eddie and Chrissy had minus the drugs and Vecna stuff lmao.

© Honeybear-Yammy, please do not steal, translate, copy, or transfer my work.

You were walking in the woods, heading to the table that you would usually sit at when you needed to clear your head. So many things had gone on this week from drama with your friends to drama with your family that you just needed a break, some place to clear your head.

You had the feeling that you were being followed or watched. You tried to forget about it but, you just couldn't shake the feeling that someone was following you. You finally decided to turn around and you jumped when you saw Eddie standing behind you.

"Sorry." Eddie said with a chuckle. "Didn't mean to scare you. You okay?" He asked. "I- uh- yeah." You said with a nod. "You just scared me, that's all." You said as you sat down at the table. You were shocked when you saw Eddie sit down across from you. You studied his face for a moment. "Eddie Munson, right?" You asked.

"Yep, that's me." He said with a nod. "I figured you would still remember me." He said. You looked at him confused. "What do you mean?" You asked confused. He looked down at his hands for a moment before he spoke.

"Well, y'know.. this isn't exactly the first time we've umm... hung out." Eddie said. "No?" You asked. "You don't remember?" He asked. "I'm sorry.." You said as you shook your head. "It's okay." He said softly. He sat there for a moment quietly before dramatically putting his hand on his chest and flinging himself off the chair onto the ground. "Oh!" You yelled slightly in shock.

"I wouldn't remember me either, Y/N. Honestly." He said as he got up. You laughed as you watched him. "Uhmm.. do I have stuff in my hair?" Eddie asked as he used his fingers to comb the leaves out of his hair making you giggle. "You don't remember me?" He asked as he crossed his arms and looked over at you with a grin. "I'm sorry!" You said with a laugh.

"Middle school. Talent Show. You were doing this cheer thing. You know the-" He lazily began to do part of your old cheer act with his hands. "That thing." He said. You giggled as you watched him. "It was pretty cool actually." He said. "And I... I was with my band-" "Corroded Coffin!" You cut him off. "Corroded Coffin!" Eddie mumbled as he clapped his hands and spun around before pointing at you. "You do remember!" He said.

"No of course! With a name like that how could I forget?" You said. "I don't know. You're a freak." He said. You smiled a little. "No, you just... you looked so-" "Different?" He asked. "Yeah, well. Uhmm... my hair was buzzed and I didn't have these sweet old tatties yet." Eddie said as he pulled down the collar of his shirt revealing some of his tattoos.

"You played guitar, right?" You asked. "Uh-huh, still do. Still do." He said. "You should come see us. We uh, we play at the hideout on Tuesdays. It's pretty cool, we actually got a crowed of about five... drunks." Eddie said. You giggled and looked down. "It's not exactly the garden but you gotta start somewhere, right? So." He said as he gently punched the tree a few times before turning back to you.

"You know, you're not what I thought you'd be like." You said with a smile. "Mean and scary?" He asked as he grabbed some of his hair and put it over his mouth. "Yeah.." You said quietly. "Yeah, well.." He smiled as he started to walk back over to the table. "I actually thought that you'd kinda be mean and scary too." He said. "Me?" You asked. "Terrifying." Eddie said with a smile as he sat back down.

"Wow, okay thanks." You said with a laugh. He just shrugged and chuckled a little. The two of you sat there quietly before someone spoke. "So, uh... are you busy tonight?" Eddie asked. "No, I don't think I am, why?" You asked. "Well, I was just wondering if well... y'know... if you maybe wanted to come over to my place, y'know? Just to hang out or something." He said.

You smiled a little and looked down before looking back up at the brunette boy. "Sure, I'll be there." You said with a smile. Eddie grinned. "Alright, sounds good." He said. You smiled and nodded before getting up. "But, I should really get going." You said. "Okay." Eddie said with a nod. "See ya tonight?" He asked. "You bet." You said with a smile before walking away.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

[cherryc1nnam0n]

Masterlist

Navigation:

** Means there's smut or NSFW

° Means fluff

~ Means humor

• Means angst

! Means dark

~• Personal Works (Original Stories and Characters) •~

Evil Born

The Queen's true love | +18 °**

Top men I love and why

Stardew Valley

~• Harvey •~

Honeymoon | Sdv Harvey x FEM!Reader **

Five Nights at Freddy's

~• Mike Schmidt •~

Ride | Mike Schmidt x FEM!Reader **

Scream

~• Billy Loomis •~

Eat me | Billy Loomis x FEM!Reader **

~• Ethan Landry •~

She can't know | Ethan Landry x FEM!Reader

Before you go, baby | Dark!Ethan Landry x Afab!Reader **!

Never let you go, baby | Dark!Ethan Landry x Afab!Reader !

You entered the wrong house, pretty boy! | Ghostface!Ethan Landry x FEM!Reader **!

The Boy

~• Brahms Heelshire •~

Separation anxiety | AFAB!Reader x Brahms Heelshire **°

Mommy's good boy | Brahms Heelshire x AFAB!Reader **

Marvel

~• Loki •~

The God and the Cat | Loki x Reader •°

The Copycat | Mutant!Reader x Avenger!Loki •°

Beautiful | Plus Size!Reader x Loki •°**

Finding a way to your heart | Plus Size!Reader x Loki •°

The Goddess of Love that lacks self love | Plus Size!Reader x Brother!Thor and Brother!Loki •°

I'll love you no matter what | Plus Size!Reader x Jotunn!Loki •°

The Avenger who is a YouTuber? | Plus Size!Reader x Avenger!Loki °

Why you gotta be so rude? | Plus Size!Reader x Loki •°

I can explain! | Plus Size!Reader x Avenger!Loki •°~

Sleeping with the enemy | Plus Size!Villain!Reader x Avenger!Loki °**

Let's have a baby | Fem!Reader x Loki °**

The Norse God and the Greek Goddess | Loki x GreekGoddess!Reader (coming soon) °**

•Series:

Stockholm Syndrome | Fem!Reader x Mafia Boss!Loki •°** (PAUSED)

Stranger Things

~• Jim Hopper •~

Daddy's good girl | Jim Hopper x FEM!Reader **

Dad's not home | Modern!Eddie Munson x AFAB!Reader x Stepdad!Jim Hopper **

~• Eddie Munson •~

Eddie Munson Hc's | NSFW **

Brother Jealousy | Billy Hargrove x Reader | Brother!Eddie x Reader °

What they're like as dads | Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove | Hc's °

Creampie from another man | Fem!Reader x Eddie Munson, Fem!Reader x Husband!Billy Hargrove **•

You belong to us | Venom!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader **

I can change him... | Fuckboy!Eddie Munson x FEM!Reader •**

Breeding season | Best boys (Steve, Billy, Eddie) x FEM!Reader **°

Nasty Stepbro | Stepbro!Eddie Munson x AFAB!Reader **

Nasty Stepbro, not again! | Stepbro!Eddie x AFAB!Reader **

Nasty stepbro, but third time's the charm | Stepbro!Eddie x AFAB!Reader **

Why won't you fuck me?! | Stepbro!Eddie x FEM!Reader **

Heats with Alpha!Eddie Munson **

Ride your hubby | Eddie Munson x FEM!Reader

Use me like your toy | Stepbro!Eddie Munson x FEM!Reader **

A rose for you | Modern!Eddie Munson x AFAB!Reader **

It's feeling scared not horny | Scare actor!Eddie Munson x Afab!Reader **

Coffee for your head | AFAB!Reader x Eddie Munson •**

Caught in 4K | Eddie Munson x FEM!Reader **

The weight of a lie | Fem!Reader x Steve Harrington, Fem!Reader x Ex!Eddie Munson •°**

More Eddie HC's **

On Film | Fem!Reader x Camboy!Eddie Munson

Morning wood | Eddie Munson x FEM!Reader **

•Blurbs:

Badinfluence!Eddie Munson **

Let me go... | Stranger Things Season 5 by Kalina Selenne •

Eddie horny thoughts **

How they top | Best Boys **

Letting Eddie breed you **

Eddie eats you out while playing Minecraft **

Another Eddie blurb **

CNC Eddie blurb **

Slutty Eddie **

Eddie and his excessive cumming **

Running away from Eddie's schlong **

Match your freak **

•Series:

Your Beauty Never Ever Scared Me | Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader | Corpse Bride AU •°** [Finished]

Thank you for calling... | Modern!Eddie Munson x CSR!AFAB!Reader | Modern!Bank Customer Service Advisor!AU °•** {On Going}

~• Billy Hargrove •~

Brother Jealousy | Billy Hargrove x Reader | Brother!Eddie x Reader °

What they're like as dads | Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove | Hc's °

Creampie from another man | Fem!Reader x Eddie Munson, Fem!Reader x Husband!Billy Hargrove **•

We just need to talk | Fem!Reader x Husband!Billy Hargrove •°**

Breeding season | Best boys (Steve, Billy, Eddie) x FEM!Reader °**

•Blurbs:

How they top | Best Boys **

~• Steve Harrington •~

What they're like as dads | Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove | Hc's °

Illusion | Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader •

Breeding season | Best boys (Steve, Billy, Eddie) x FEM!Reader °**

The weight of a lie | Fem!Reader x Steve Harrington, Fem!Reader x Ex!Eddie Munson •°**

•Blurbs:

How they top | Best Boys **

Riding big dick!Steve **

[foreverindreamlandd]

Locker Drama

Pairing: Neighbor!Steve Harrington x Plus Size!Reader

WC: 2.3k

Summary: Your locker neighbor, Tommy, can't seem to stop being an asshole to you. Even though they're technically friends, Steve draws the line when it comes to picking on someone who is apparently extremely important to him.

Warnings: Bullying, body image, fatphobia, protective Steve, does not contain spoilers for the show Stranger Things. Unedited because I am a piece of human garbage :,)

Note: Okay....so this is going to be the first fic within the Neighbor!Steve Harrington x Plus Size!Reader world. It's going to be a very loosely-structured series, friends to lovers with no real timeline (next fic could be them married with ten kids....kidding but you get the gist lol....hopefully). I hope you enjoy it! :)

*****

“All I’m saying is that when I grow up, I’m going to become Vice Principal of a school and tell any student athlete who thinks they have the right to skip finals and not do their homework to fuck off.”

You blanched at your best friend, shaking your head as you put your math books in your locker. “Robin, I’m pretty sure if you told a student to fuck off you would be fired on site.”

Robin groaned, head tilting up in frustration and leaning against the closed lockers beside yours.

“Fine,” she said. “I’ll just give them the detentions they deserve rather than just letting them off the hook for being the golden children of the school. Us band kids have more brains and talent than any of those boneheads and we get diddly squat.”

“At least we can find solace in the fact that we most likely won’t peak in high school.” You grabbed your supplies for science class. “Well, you might actually, if you end up working at one, Mrs. Vice Principal.”

Your lips quirked up into a smug grin as Robin groaned again, this time turning to lean her forehead on the locker.

“Okay, new plan,” she said. “How about-”

“Can you believe Mr. Cooper gave me an F on my paper?” You fought back a groan as the whiney voice of your locker neighbor approached. “I know I got every answer right because I was copying off of that redhead’s work!”

Tommy Hagan - whom you affectionately referred to as Freckles - strolled over to the locker next to yours, head turned in the other direction at his girlfriend Carol as she pressed her body against his.

Though she was tiny, it was enough force to knock Tommy back and bump into you.

He turned to sneer at you. “Watch it, Tubby.” 

Your heartbeat quickened as both rage and shame flooded through you. At least the nickname you had given Freckles was somewhat tame. Tommy gave you one look up and down at the beginning of the school year and immediately deemed you as Tubby.

The first time he said it, you had thought you were hallucinating. It had always been your biggest insecurity, ever since you had put on weight in middle school, and kept putting it on up until this point no matter how many miles you ran and how many diet programs your mom had you try. Still, most of your peers had the courtesy of not saying anything, just letting you exist as long as you kept quiet and didn’t cause any problems.

Not Tommy, though. He just liked to push people’s buttons, and although he was dumb as rocks, he had a knack for identifying the things that hurt you the most.

The nickname stung like salt to a wound, but you knew to keep your head down and stay quiet. You saw what happened when people tried to fight back with Tommy. It only made him want to ramp it up.

He relished in the attention.

Your dearest, hot-headed best friend did not understand that, though, so when she heard his crude remark she scoffed. “Excuse you, numbnuts. But you’re the one who crashed into her.”

You narrowed your eyes at Robin, silently telling her to stop as Carol mewled. “Watch out, baby, you’re upsetting the freaks.”

“Yeah, well, I’m upset that I have to be in such close proximity as them all day!” Tommy’s voice grew louder as he opened his locker, side intentionally bumping into you once more to make a point. “All I’m saying is that it would be nice to have a locker next to someone who took up so much space! I can barely move around here.”

Carol giggled as tears started to burn your eyes. You kept your face in your locker in an attempt to hide your large frame from the world.

Maybe if I stand still for long enough I’ll just blend in and no one will notice me.

With your locker door still open, Tommy was out of view, so you only heard the slam of his door and a small yelp from Carol.

“That’s enough, Tommy,” a familiar voice declared.

Tommy scoffed. “Come on, Harrington. Just airing my grievances.” You could hear the dumb smile on his face.

“No, you’re just being a dick.”

You allowed yourself one small, almost unnoticeable smile.

“Why your panties all up in a bunch, King Steve? Am I being mean to your girlfriend or something?”

Your smile dropped.

There was a few moments of silence, and you could only imagine the type of disgusted face Steve was making then. 

“Just shove off and get to class before another teacher flunks you and you can’t be on the team anymore,” Steve responded, the fight gone from his voice, switching to the charismatic popular guy that almost everyone knew and loved.

This Steve made you sick to your stomach.

Regardless of the disappointment you felt, Steve’s shift in demeanor was enough to distract Tommy. “Ms. Pine would never flunk me, especially now that her daughter is on the cheerleading team. Gotta make sure our team makes her look as good as possible, which means I get a free ride through history.”

You heard him mumble a let’s go, baby to Carol and then the hallway immediately became less tense.

You still couldn’t move, though, still horrified by the public humiliation.

“I’ll kill that asshole,” Robin muttered, crossing her arms.

“It’s fine,” you whispered, quickly wiping your tears. 

“Hey.”

The familiar voice, now much softer and more sympathetic, was right behind you.

You closed your eyes for a second and willed the tears away before turning.

Steve Harrington stood in front of you, hands in his pockets and shoulders sagged, hair perfectly swooped to the side.

His lips were pressed into a thin line. “Sorry about that.” He shrugged. “Tommy’s an idiot.”

“He’s also a jerk, and still your best friend,” Robin cut in, glaring at Steve.

You watched him bite the inside of his cheek as his eyes flashed to Robin, running his fingers through his hair.

“It’s fine.” It seemed as if those were the only two words you were capable of saying.

“It’s not fine,” they both said at the same time, Robin with much more bite and Steve with a quiet assurance.

They both locked eyes in shock that they managed to agree on something, horror painting across their faces.

You couldn’t help but giggle at it.

Steve’s eyes went back to you, smile spreading across his face at the sound of your laugh.

“You sure you’re okay?” he asked, head tilting down a bit, making it so that his large, deep brown eyes stared into yours through his long lashes.

You fought the butterflies as they tried to swarm your stomach. 

“I’m fi- okay,” you said, switching words when Steve’s eyes narrowed.

He nodded. “I’ll deal with Tommy. Meet you after school?”

You nodded back. “Sounds good, Steve.” 

His smile grew ever so slightly when you said his name, and after making eye contact with Robin - who continued to glare at him - he walked down the hallway to his next class.

“You know I love you,” she said, shoulder leaning against the locker, “but I’ll never understand why you let that guy breathe the same air as you.”

You huffed. “It’s not like we’re besties, Robin.” Well, you used to be, but that was before Steve started high school and became an instant celebrity at Hawkins High. When Steve Harrington was just Stevie, and he was your favorite person in the entire world.

Now?

“He’s just my ride. As if I’d give up the BMW so I can ride the bus where the rest of the bullies dwell.”

She pursed her lips, still not buying it.

You sighed. “He’s a good person, Robin, I promise.”

At that, she scoffed, shaking her head and wrapped her arm around your neck to lead you to your next class.

“You’ve spent too much time in close proximity with Freckles, Y/n,” she muttered. “His idiot brain is starting to run off on you.”

*****

“How the hell do you have a B in chemistry?” Steve asked, shaking his head as you both got out of the car. “Erikson is brutal. I barely managed to get a D.”

“Hate to break it to you Steve,” you said while swinging your backpack over your shoulder, “but some studies show that doing your work and paying attention in class helps you learn enough to get a good grade.”

He whined, steps falling in line with yours as you approached the school building. “I bet it’s all a hoax. You actually suck at school and have found some new top-secret method of cheating.”

You gasped, feigning offense. “How dare you try to unveil my master plan and risk destroying my reputation as the school nerd?”

Steve laughed, opening the door for you as you walked in. “Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me.”

The two of you shared a small smile as you headed down the hallway. Your locker was closest to the entrance, so you prepared to break away and not see Steve until the end of school.

So it confused you when his stride continued to match yours, slowing as you both veered off to your locker.

Your eyes narrowed at him, slowly putting in your combination. “Listen Steve, I know you promised to keep things with Tommy handled, but I promise you don’t have to be my bodyguard anytime I’m at my locker.”

Steve’s head jerked back as he gave you a confused look, raising his hand to the lock of Tommy’s locker. “What do you mean? This is where all my stuff is.”

Your fingers began mindlessly turning your own lock, suddenly forgetting the combination as you stared at him wide eyed. “What…”

“I switched lockers,” he said with a casual shrug. You could see the corners of his lips twitch as he fought back a smile.

“You what?”

“What? It’s no big deal, Y/n. Tommy seemed to have such a big issue being here, whereas I think this is prime real estate.”

You bit your bottom lip, stomach turning to knots. “Steve…”

“It’s fine, Y/n. Besides, it makes sense that we’re neighbors in school and at home.” His face turned serious for a moment. “I told you I’d handle it. Now, you don’t have to worry.”

You scowled. “He’s still your friend, though. So he can come here and harass me anytime he wants-”

Steve shook his head. “Nope. Told him if he stepped foot anywhere near here that I’d have coach put him on the bench for the rest of the season.” He opened his locker, tossing his bag in and grabbing his books. His brows rose when he turned back to your still stunned expression. “Are you going to open your locker yet? Don’t want to be late for class and ruin that master plan of yours, Miss Cheaterpants.”

A bark of a laugh erupted from your chest and you lightly slapped Steve on the arm, pulling giggles from your new locker neighbor.

It brought an overwhelming sense of relief, having him by your side instead of Tommy. For months, you dreaded stopping here between classes, shielding yourself for another snide comment from Freckles.

Now, you didn’t need to worry. Steve was here, and though you weren’t the best friends you had been your whole lives, having him by your side made this spot finally feel like a safe space.

You turned your attention back to your lock, opening the door and grabbing books for your first class.

The worst part about Tommy’s complaints were that technically it was sometimes true. You did take up more space than others, meaning that your arm would inevitably wiggle around in his area as you moved.

And so, of course, the same thing would happen with Steve.

When your hip bumped against his, any sense of relief you had felt crumbled in seconds, the familiar feeling of shame the only thing left in its wake. 

Steve felt your body go rigid, and he rested a hand on your shoulder. “Hey,” he said, turning your body to face him. There was a tenderness in his face that you hadn’t seen in years. “The shit that he said yesterday, what I assume he’s been saying…it’s all bullshit, Y/n.”

You tried to shrug and force a smile, but Steve knew you better than that, and his hand squeezed your shoulder. “No, listen.” His eyes pierced yours, face leaning forward until it was inches from yours. “What he said was absolute bullshit, and he’s a complete idiot for not realizing how lucky he was to be so close to you all the time.”

His breath tickled your skin, causing you to blink a few times as you tried to identify the tone he was using as he said this. This was nothing like the Steve you grew up with, nor was it the voice of King Steve, ruler of Hawkins High.

This was something different, and it brought heat to your core.

He seemed to lose himself for a moment, leaning less than an inch closer and the movement was so overwhelming your breath hitched. That seemed to be enough to break the tension, and Steve swallowed, standing straight and grabbing his books.

“I should get going,” he murmured, using his free hand to run his fingers through his hair. He gave you a small smile. “See you next period?”

You blinked a few more times, bobbing your head up and down slowly.

Steve bit his bottom lip, staring at you for a few more seconds before closing his locker door and heading down the hallway.

Your gaze remained on the spot he had been standing at moments ago, a part of you wondering if you were dreaming.

Maybe the new locker situation wouldn’t be as easy as you thought….

*****

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[warmaidensrevenge]

Pairings: Eddie Munson x Plus size reader

A/N: Hey all. So I have this idea of writing a fanfic with a couple of characters in season 4 of stranger things. However a good chunk of this will be for character development. This story will include my version of season 5. Also, this will be a series. Please enjoy.

Warnings: abuse, body insecurities, angst, sexual implications, and language, slow burn. Not proof read . Let me know it there are any I missed.

Summary: Our reader doesn't want to have feelings for Eddie. He's her best friend.

Part 1: Acceptance

You were sitting at the Hell Fire table picking at your beef stroganoff. "Ugh again!?" you said out loud.

"Yep" sighed the curly headed kid sitting next to you, picking up a spoon full and letting it fall back on the tray.

"Gross!" Mike spit out.

You look up at the boys and shook your head.

" Hey Dustin? Have you seen Munson?" You question the curly haired boy. Looking at the cafeteria door waiting for his arrival.

He's never late to lunch. You thought. It's his favorite period.

" Oh yeah. He said he had to make a call " Dustin said while taking a sip of chocolate milk.

You stared back down at your tray and decided to just eat your peas. No way we're you gonna eat stroganoff 3 days in a row.

Then you heard him. Theatrical as always. He spoke out, loud enough for the whole cafeteria to hear. It, brought a smile to your face.

"THIS MEAL WILL BE THE DEATH OF US ALL. 3 DAYS IN A ROW?! NO THANK YOU!" Eddie exclaimed. Walking backwards and accidentally bumping into a couple of cheerleaders while speaking towards the lunch lady.

"My apologies." he said with his signature smirk across his face. He does a slight bow and moves his arms gesturing for them to pass. Not noticing the ugly looks he was getting from them and the majority of the other students.

You still could never understand why they dislike him so much. Why they call him a freak? He was anything but. He was amazing. Crazy charismatic, funny, and just a big old softy to those in need. Like yourself.

You moved to Hawkins with your dad a few years ago. Your mom had up a left you guys when you were 15. Your dad couldn't handle the divorce and picked up drinking. And you had felt abandoned, which caused a depression that lead you to eat.

You got bullied so bad at school for the extra pounds you put on that he moved you guys to Hawkins. But you knew that wasn't the only thing that made you guys leave. He couldn't handle living there anymore. Too many memories of mom.

-

Your first day in 10th grade had started off like shit. You didn't know where to sit at lunch. You looked around the cafeteria and found an empty spot at a table with a few kids you heard laughing. All wearing identical shirts. As you made your way to the spot you tripped face first to the ground. Your lunch squished under you.

You heard laughing. While you struggled to get up, you slipped on some mashed potatoes. Falling backwards on your bottom. Bouncing a little. Your face now flushed with embarrassment then tears started to form in your eyes. You tried to fight them back and told yourself.

'Don't cry, not here, not on your first day.'

"Hey you should really watch where you're going miss piggy. You scuffed my shoe!" This pretty brunette girl in a cheer outfit scoffed.

She was standing with a few others who were laughing and pointing at you.

You dropped your eyes to the ground trying to figure how to get up without falling again. Suddenly you felt a hand grab you under your arm to help you up.

"Hey you ok? He ask softly.

"Y-yeah." You whispered.

You looked at him. A thin tall boy with a buzz cut wearing a black and white baseball tee with a cool looking logo on it. With the words Hellfire club just above it.

Your face flushed and he could tell you were about to cry.

You then saw him giving the laughing kids this type of death stare. And the laughing c'est. You took a quick glance around the room and noticed a look of fright on your peers faces.

"Hey. come on." He said while leading you out of the cafeteria.

He walked with you to the ladies room to make sure you got there alright and so you could clean up.

You were quiet. The silence was so loud as you two walked down the hall. You wanted to introduce yourself but couldn't find the courage to do so.

" I'm Eddie, Eddie Munson." He spoke out akwardly.

You remained quiet and felt like an ass for it.

"You're really shy huh?" Eddie asked.

You bit your lower lip out of nervousness feeling his eyes on you. You lifted your hand and gestured 🤏.

He let out a playful laugh. Then silence again.

"I'm y/n l/n" you said softly. " Uh thanks for umm helping me."

He was shocked when you finally said something.

"Sure thing. Kids out here can be kinda vicious." A very apologetic Eddie continued. " Sorry Sara tripped you."

" It's not your fault." you said looking at the side of Eddie's face.

He's cute. You thought.

A few more moments of silence passed. He took a couple of quick steps ahead of you and turned around to be in front of you. Walking slowly backwards. You looked a little worried at him. Afraid he might trip and fall too.

"Still sorry though."

He smiled in a way that made the corners of your lips turn upwards. Forgetting your previous thoughts.

The two of you stopped at the ladies restroom door. And you thanked him.

He then reached for the handle and opened the door for you. Doing a slight bow. "M'lady"

You let out a giggle. "Good sir."

You stepped forward when he started talk again.

"A real chatty Cathy." You said to yourself.

He grinned. "Hey if you want to find me at lunch on Monday. I'll introduce you to the fellas. And if you're up to it maybe... I can teach you what our club is all about. We are kinda into D & D.'

"You play dungeons and dragons? " Your question surprised him.

"You know about D & D?"

Your smile got just a bit bigger. " Meera Lang level 3 human knight at your service." You gave a quick nod.

Eddie freaked out. A girl. A girl who played D & D.

"Yeah you're definitely joining hellfire." He said. Not knowing how much that would mean to you later on.

-

Eddie and the guys really got you out of your shell. But sometimes you would just stay quiet so you could enjoy the conversations they had. Everyone was so funny and different. Especially Eddie. He would go on tangents about government conspiracies and how no one knew what real music was. Honestly you could listen to him talk forever.

-

It was a few weeks after you made friends with all the Hellfire guys. Eddie had set a shirt in front of you when you sat in the chair on his right.

"Hear yee hear yee!" Eddie proclaimed. Getting everyone's attention at the table." I present to you heathens our newest member." He held out both of his arms like if he was showing off a prize.

You blushed at the attention. Eyes widen as you looked at your new Hellfire shirt. Noticing the slight difference from all the matching ones. The sleeves were a dark green. Your favorite color. Not black like the others. You didn't know how Eddie knew that but, you couldn't contain your smile.

You ran your eyes over everyone, seeing the looks of approval. And turn to Eddie. " Thanks Munson."

His big brown eyes creased from the smile plastered on his face. He nodded officially welcome you to the club.

While picking up the shirt you looked down at the size.

A large.

Seeing it made you sink down a little in your chair. Eddie noticed the smile had faded from your face. He sat down and moved his chair close to you.

Leaning in enough so that he was just inches away. " What's wrong y/n?"

You felt a wave of nervousness rush over you. And you bit your lip. It was just a second later you released it. " It's not gonna fit." You said so low making sure that only Eddie would hear you.

"Shit!" Eddie matching your tone. " Sorry I -I should have asked. What size should I get? I can remake it."

Embarrassment filled you. You felt your face turning red. You put your hands on your lap and looked down out them. Fidgeting with your fingers. Then you saw Eddie's hand on top of yours making a flutter in your tummy. You felt a slight calming sensation run through your body. The feeling gave you the courage to look up at him. He had sorrowful look across his face.

" 2x." You said, feeling the anxiousness coming back. But his smile keeping it at bay.

" I got you, I'm sorry y/n." He spoke softly. Giving your hand a gentle squeeze before grabbing the shirt and the rest of his belongings.

" Hey Ed's, where ya going? " Gareth asked.

You watched as Eddie ignored him and made his exit.

He found you after school at the bike rack unlocking your bike. He jogged up so that he could catch you before you left. He reached out to take off your headphones.

You jumped and was relieved that it was Eddie standing there instead of one of the popular kids getting ready to say something harsh.

You reached down to pause the music.

"Sorry didn't mean to scare you."

" Hey." you uttered. " Where did you go earlier?"

His grin sent you into a frenzy. He pulled a new Hellfire shirt from where he was hiding it behind him. " This should fit."

You took it thankfully and smiled. " You remade it so fast." You said as you put down your kickstand to hold up your bike.

He lifted his arm to rub the back of his neck." Yeah. I'm sorry. I should have asked you what size you needed."

As soon as he finished, you step in is personal space and embrace him in a hug. The top of your head just under his chin.

Eddie was taking back for just a moment but he returned the hug. Both not caring if there were others around watching you two.

You hug for a few seconds before you realized your stomach was touching his. You start to pull away from the shame but you felt hin squeeze you a bit harder.

For some reasons you felt like he knew you need someone to accept you for all of you. Not to judge you for what's on the outside. And the few more seconds that he held on to you. You knew. He didn't care about your size. He was your friend. He accepted you.

And Eddie did. From that moment, he knew you needed a real friend. Someone who has your back and would be there whenever you needed it.

The rest was history.

-

The sound of laughter pulled you from your recollection.

Eddie strode up to the table where his little sheep were sitting. Shoulder length curls bouncing as he walked. All eyes on him in awww.

"You bring your own lunch Munson." You said not looking up from your tray.

He took his place at the head of the table turning his chair around so the back of it was to his front. He brought up his beat up metal lunch box and set it in front of him, opening the lid and pulling out a box of animal crackers.

"So? It's ridiculous. You shouldn't have to eat that garbage." Eddie declared, leaning towards you.

You look up and he's holding up the box of crackers to you offering some. Clearly he noticed that you only ate the peas. You looked at it for a moment trying to decide if you should.

"Please tell me you're not on that stupid diet still?" Eddie lowered his voice to make it so only you could hear. "You look great."

You glanced up to see a slight worried look in his eyes. It made your stomach turn just a little. Hating it when he did that. It made you feel some type of way you really didn't want to feel.

You didn't say anything and plucked a cookie, popping it in your mouth. You looked back at he and did a slight smile while chewing. He grinned back.

Everyone at the table was excited. Tonight was campaign night. The chatter interrupted your stare off with Eddie.

"Hey Eddie, you sure you can't give us any clues for tonight?" Dustin asked with what sounding like a small plead in his voice.

"Patience is a virtue Henderson." Eddie responded with a smirk on his face. " You're all in for a surprise tonight!"

All but you were sighing out awws.

Tonight was Friday night. D & D night. You've been helping Eddie work on paint his figures all week long while he worked hard on the campaign. He really did pour his all into this one. Normally, he has multiple campaigns ready to go. But this Wednesday he up and decided to writing a whole new one.

You had admired him while his head was in the advance copy of D & D. The way he had his tongue sticking out to the side while he furiously wrote in a note book. It made you wonder what it was like to feel it in your mouth. You stopped to shake away the thought and continued to paint.

Snapping back to the present. You hear him speaking to the rest of the gang. Telling them to be prepared for tonight.

You sat in silence listening to everything that was going on. Then you felt eyes on you. Eddie was looking at you with what looked like he was gonna tell you something. But, he didn't. Instead, he offered you more cookies and you took another.

Fuck! How am I gonna tell her? Eddie thought

"You really shouldn't." You told yourself.

But, you were hungry and you didn't want to hear anymore from Eddie.

You've been on this diet for months. Well technically, it wasnt much of a diet. You were just limiting your food intake. Which was barely anything. You also went on walks for exercise. Sometimes Eddie would join you. Until he got bored.

You wanted to loose weight because you got tired of hating how you felt in your own skin. Tired of the pig noises the cheerleaders and jocks would make towards you any time you passed them. Tired of not having a guy look at you the way Eddie looks at some of the girls he likes.

"Thanks bud." You said. Giving him a small smile.

Instead of eating it you put it down on your tray.

"Hey, do you need help setting up the board for tonight? You asked him. " I can come early if you like?"

Eddie smiled. " All done. I set up last night." He said, popping a few crackers in his mouth.

" Oh?"

"Yeah. Had to do it early. Have a hot date after school." he looked away and faked a smile.

Another date? 2 in one week. You thought.

"Geez Eddie. Getting around aren't we?" Gareth joked.

You let out a small laugh with everyone else. Though it made you a little sad.

"Got to make hast while the sun is shining." Eddie replied with a grin.

"It's not serious. She won't be mad." He said to himself.

Someone else made a comment. Causing Eddie to shove his hair back and chuckle.

You glanced at him, enjoying the sight of his curls bounce. With the sun shining through the window behind him, making him look like some sort of Saint. You could have sworn he was going in slow motion.

He noticed you staring.

Eddie eyed. "You're quieter than usual y/n. What's up?"

You quickly look back down at your tray trying to play it off. "Oh nothing Munson. Just uhh lost in thought. I-i um." You cut off and stood up. Gathering your things.

" Crap. Crap. I gotta go. I completely forgot... I have to go write 2 songs for Cast Outs." You said before headed off to the library for your free period.

Eddie and the others watched as you hurried away.

He just shrugges at the others. Him knowing how you get when it comes to writing. Hoping beyond hope that you don't find out his little secret.

...

You completely sucked at singing. But, you were really great at writing songs and poetry. You wrote alot for the all girl rock band you met one night at the Hideout. You were approached by the lead singer.

She asking if you could write them a couple of songs. Apparently Eddie had been hyping you up after you had wrote one for Corroded Coffin a few months back. The ladies loved your song so much that they asked for you to help write some from then on. So most of your free time was either writing or baking. Both being your stress release.

But, If you were to be entirely honest you really didn't want to hear anymore about Eddie's future endeavors. It hurt just a little too much this time.

Why am I feeling this way?

...

Eddie was waiting for you in front of the doors to help you carry the snacks you brought. You always came bearing stuff to munch on during a campaign.

You two set up the snack table with pretzels, popcorn, chips, cookies and pop. You pulled out a small Tupperware with carrots and celery just for yourself.

Eddie looked at you with a frown. " Oh come on y/n. You're not gonna have any cookies?"

You shook your head. " I'm good bud." You gave him a small smile, lifting the container a little.

Eddie started to protest. But you pulled out a bigger Tupperware out and handed it to him. " Here you go Munson. Fresh from the oven."

Eddie grinned and opened the container, sniffing the snicker doodle cookies you always made for him on campaign Fridays. You looked down in another bag and pulled out a carton of milk for him.

You held it out for him. " Here bud."

He took it with a smile. " Aww... you're too good to me y/n. " He then placed the hand that had the milk over his heart.

He leaned in and place a quick peck on your cheek, then turned to head to his throne quickly so you couldn't smack him. You loved it so much when he did that.

The little voice in your head shouted at you. "Stop that!"

" Eww Munson! Keep your lips to yourself!" You half shouted at him and wiped your cheek. Hoping he didn't catch that small smile you had right after he kissed you.

Dustin came next to you and huffed with a lisp. "Dammit! Eddie took the cookies already!? Hey Eddie you know y/n makes those for everyone!"

You both look at Eddie who looked so majestic in his chair. He was sticking out his tongue at the curly headed boy. You let out a giggle and pulled out another container of cookies. Setting it down on the table.

" Sweet!" Dustin let out before grabbing a few.

It made you smile knowing your friends loved your cookies. Especially Eddie.

After everyone filled up their small plates you went to your seat next to Eddie.

Crunching down on a carrot. " You really out did yourself on this one Munson."

Eddie took a swig of milk in-between bites of his favorite cookies. " Yep, isn't she a beauty?"

He stood up and wiped his lips with his sleeve. " Alright ladies and gents. It's time." He side eyed you when saying ladies. Fully knowing you were the only female there.

Everyone else made there way to their seats.

Eddie brushed his hair back, revealing an ugly purple bruise on his neck.

Really a hickey?! GROSS!

A touch of jealousy washed over you for a second but you shook it off.

Nope nope.

You picked up your character sheet and prepared for the battle that you knew was soon to begin.

...

As the campaign wrapped up, the guys all began to hoot and cheer.

"Awesome!" Mike and Lucas said in unison.

"Yeah crazy good." you added.

Eddie smirked at their applause. Taking a bow. " Thank you...thank you."

"Truly one of the best ones yet!" Dustin said in amazement.

You guys cleaned up and everyone started to head out a little while later.

" Ready?" Eddie asked, handing you his empty cookie container.

You nodded stuffing it into a bag.

You both hopped in his van and Eddie started the ignition. Turning up the volume to his mixed tape you made for him a little while after you two became friends. You couldn't believe he still had it.

He started drumming his callused fingers on the steering wheel with one hand while popping a cigarette into his mouth with the other. He was about to light it but you cleared your throat. Reminding him why he couldn't.

You watch him put it back in his pack.

Eddie looked over to you. " Sorry. I forgot princess."

You rolled your eyes. " Seriously bud. I swear you have the memory of a nat. Also, what did I say about calling me that Munson?"

You narrowed your eyes at him and lightly smack his arm.

"Geez L/n! I'm driving. Are you trying to get us killed?" He chuckled.

You glared at him. " I barely touched you!"

He just smiled and laughed.

You shook your head. You couldn't even be mad at him. So you ended up laughing with him. After apologizing for him not being able to smoke around you.

You honestly didn't care that he smoked. Actually you didn't mind at all. But if you smelled like smoke when your dad was around, he would have your ass.

You check the time on the dash and it was hitting a little close to 1 am.

Shit! Dad's gonna be pissed.

Eddie pulled up to your house before you knew it. You didn't live too far from the school. Even though you wished you did. Just so you can spend a little more time with him.

Eddie shut the van off and hopped out to open your door. " M'lady"

He's such a gentleman.

" Good sir." you responded, stepping down and out the van with your arms full with bags of empty Tupperware. He closed the door behind you and headed to the back of the van to pull out your bike.

You guys slowly walk up your driveway while Eddie belted out the lyrics to Don't Fear The Reaper. You watched him with joy. However, you needed to get him to stop.

He did stop singing after you shush him.

" Munson please. You'll wake up the neighborhood."

" Well, they need some good music in their lives. Who am I to deny them such pleasure?" Eddie turning lifting his arm in the air.

So dramatic this one is.

You shook your head but couldn't help your lips from grinning.

Finally at the front door you put the bags down to look for your keys. Eddie went to set down your bike.

"Still heading to the Hideout tomorrow?

You looked up at him " Of course. Can't let my best friend perform with out his number 1 supporter." You paused for a second." Umm...pick me up at 7?"

" Yes ma'am!" He said raising his hand to salute you.

Your eyes caught the deep purple bruise on his neck again. You stood there in silence for a moment. Hanging your head.

Why does it hurt seeing that?

Eddie looked at you tilting his head to the side. " What's up?"

Your eyes shot up to meet his big brown ones.

" A hickey Munson? Seriously?"

His left arm moved to the back of his neck. The quick shine from the front porch light reflecting off his rings moved across your face.

He let out a sigh "Oh uh yeah. Things kinda got out of hand."

Shit! Shit! Shit! He thought. Please don't ask who...

" You don't say?" You replied sarcastically.

" Uhhh...You don't know y/n. Man. She was kissing on my neck and grinding on top of me. And- and she did this thing with her hips-"

You raised up you hand cutting him off. " Uh... Eww. That's enough."

Eddie chuckled. " Sorry."

Just then you heard your dad calling out.

Eddie sighed in relief to himself.

"Shit!" you said as you turned your head to the door. " He sounds drunk. Better head out of here bud. You know know how he gets when he's had a few."

You look back at him with pleading eyes. He nodded and gave you a quick hug and headed back to his van.

You picked up the bags and let yourself into the living room. Closing and locking the door behind you.

"Hey dad... I'm home." You placed your keys in the ceramic bowl you made for your dad when you were 10. As a father's day gift.

You walked to the kitchen and saw your father sitting at the table, refilling a glass with what looked like whiskey.

" Where have you been? Do you have any idea what time it is?"

" Yeah dad. I'm sorry. I- should have called. The campaign went on a little longer than planned. I'm sorry."

You set the bags down on the counter and turned to look at him.

He got up from his seat. Stumbling to stand up straight. With the drink in his hand, he made his way towards you.

" Don't lie to me. You were out being a filthy slut weren't you!?" His words slurred.

Your eyes widen from the shock of what he just said.

" DAD NO!" You shouted.

" Out being a whore! Just like your cunt of a mother!"

" DAD?!"

He swings back his drink and slams the empty glass on the counter next to the bags. After breaking the cup he grabs both of your arms.

"DAD PLEASE!" You begged trying to get out of his grasp.

He pulled back a little. " YOU WILL NOT BE LIKE THAT BITCH! DO YOU HEAR ME?"

He then position his arm to the side and the back of his hand strikes you across the face.

Your eyes swell with tears immediately from the pain. Your cheek was suddenly red hot from the hit. Your father released his grip on you and stepped back. Staring at you for a few moments.

You saw the instant regret in his eyes. He didn't say anything. He just turned around, stopped for a second and walked to the living room to plop himself on the couch. He was out before you could process what just happened.

He has never did that. He yelled. He always yelled. But, never in your 18 years has he ever lift a finger towards you.

You looked at the date on the fridge and sighed. It was his and mom's anniversary. As tears fell from your face you grabbed ice and wrapped it with a towel to pressed it against your cheek. You flinched from the pain. But held it there. You quickly cleaned up the glass and went upstairs to your room. You walk in and locked your door. While sitting on the bed you sobbed quietly.

A minute passed and you jumped at the sound of tapping on your window. You quickly wiped your tears away.

You look over and recognized your frizzy hair friend. You went to opened the window. " Munson what the hell are you doing here?"

You turned to hide the bruise that was forming on your cheek and hid the ice pack behind you.

" I wanted to check to see if you were ok." He said, climbing into your room. Closing the window after.

You move to your record player and turn it on. To muffle the sound of your voices. You didn't want to wake up your dad after what just happened. Then you hid the ice pack in your desk drawer. Hoping Eddie didn't see you do it.

He moved towards you. " y/n?"

You could feel his presence lingering just a few feet from you. You slump your shoulders and wrapped your arms around to hug yourself. Swallowing the lump that was building in your throat. Just so you can speak.

"I'm g-good Munson."

Even you weren't convinced as it came out of your mouth.

You felt Eddie's big hand on your shoulder.

Without taking a second to think. You turned and hugged him. Crying into his chest. Tears staining his his Hellfire shirt.

He wrapped his arms around you tightly. "Y/n what's wrong? Y/n Please. . . Please talk to me." The concern in his voice hurt your heart.

He pushed you back slightly and cupped your chin. Trying to get you to look at him. The cold from his rings sent a chill down your spine.

You resisted for a moment. But eventually gave in and looked up. Meeting his gaze.

Eddie dropped his hand to your shoulder and his eyes widen. Fury replaced the sadness that you just saw.

"HE HIT YOU! HE FUCKING HIT YOU?! THAT MOTHER FUCKER!"

The anger in his voice frighten you. You never heard him so angry.

"Shhhh please!" You begged. " You'll wake him."

"I DONT CARE! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HIM!?"

He moved away from you and head for the door. You grabbed his hand and squeeze it. Tugging him back.

" Eddie..." you paused. "please."

The sound of you voice made him stop in his tracks. You didn't used his nickname. It's always either bud or Munson. Even when you were mad at him, you would use his full legal name. Which is when he knew he fucked up. Never Eddie though.

" Please dont. You'll just make it worst." You whimpered.

He hung his head. "He shouldn't be hitting you y/n."

" He didn't mean to. It's just- it's his and mom's anniversary. He... He was just really drunk."

" That's NOT an excuse." He said way harsher than he meant to.

He turned to you and lifted his hand up to cup your cheek that wasn't hurt and furrowed his brow. "Y/n that's not okay...This isn't okay."

"I-I know." you sighed putting your hand on his. You dropped your gaze down to the floor. " He never did this before. You should've seen his face after. He- he didn't mean it." Fresh tears rolled down your face.

The words made Eddie pull you back into his arms. " What do you want me to do? What should I do?"

A few moments passed.

"Please stay with me." You said just above a whisper.

He place a soft kiss on the top of your head and agree.

You didn't bother putting on pajamas. Instead, you kicked off your shoes and climbed into bed. You then watched as Eddie took off his leather jacket and set it down on your desk chair. He sat at the edge of the bed and took off his Reeboks. He then climbed under the covers and pulled you into him. Allowing you to resting your head on his chest.

Tears ran over the bridge of your nose onto his shirt.

" It's ok y/n. I'm here. I got you." He said while rubbing your back and holding you a little tighter. " I'm here."

The words eased the sudden stab of insecurity you had of him touching your back rolls.

You loved your best friend. He always made you feel safe and made the pain in your heart hurt just a little less every moment you spent with him. His voice calmed your anxiety. His touch was like the magic cure for your nerves. His presence just made your life brighter.

As you laid wrapped in Eddie's strong arms, drifting into a deep slumber. His heart beat being the sweetest of lullaby's. It all became clear to you now. You wished it could just stop. All of the thoughts you shoved down or tried to shake off for so long. All the hugs you've shared. The nights you've stayed together. The laughs. After all this time...You knew you were in love with your best friend. You were in love with Eddie Munson...

Well shit!

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Author’s Note updated as of 8/4/24: Hello loves! God this is my first update for a note for a year and a half. I'm sorry I haven't been active in writing, even though I've been active on my blog. I may be more active now for a little while since having left my old job. But as I've stated multiple times even though I am 23, I have three small kids. They take up most of my time, no matter how much I have always loved writing, they have to come first.

But for now I am a stay at home mom till I find something new, and I do have about 20 WIP that are either nearly or close to being done from when I was publishing often. I PRAY to get them to you guys as soon as I can, whenever I get free time.

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Eddie Munson Imagines: 

"Want to do something wild?"(18+)

“No one Wanted Her” (Gender neutral)

“I’d Get You Anything Sweetheart.” (Plus size reader.)

“How About We Get You Cleaned Up?” (18+)

“You'll Always Be Freaks" (Plus size reader)

“Care to Remake One of Those Scenes?” (18+)

“Girls Talk Boys.” (18+)

“I Never Hated You.” (18+)

“Thank You For Still Playing.”

"Wish I Could Be Your Man." (18+)

Eddie Munson Headcanons: 

Eddie fingering you (18+)

Drunk Eddie

Drunk Eddie Pt.2

Drunk Eddie Pt. 3

Drunk Eddie Pt. 4

Boyfriend Eddie While You study

Living with Eddie

Living with Eddie Pt. 2

Stoned Eddie

Stoned Eddie Pt.2

Dating Eddie Would Include

Modern Eddie On Social Media

Eddie Giving Gifts

Other Eddie Munson:

On Tumblr

Pansexual Eddie

Steve Harrington Writes:

Very First Date.

Steve x Plus size Female (first time) 18+

Steve x Friend Reader After Defeating Vecna (FTL)

[seidenbros]

Wanna Be Somebody to Someone

Requests are open | prompt lists for inspiration | Stranger Things Masterlist

Summary: Jason has been asking you out for days, and while you think it's just some stupid bet, he doesn't leave you alone, even after you shoot him down in front of pretty much everyone. When he approaches you after school, Eddie takes it upon him to show Jason that no means no. Pairing: Eddie Munson x plus size (fem) Reader Word count: 1543 Warning/Tags: angst, hurt/comfort, mentions of blood, violence (Eddie and Jason fight), mentions of bullying (let me know if I missed anything) Author’s note: Taken from this prompt list with "Hey, they said 'no'", I just had this in my head and had to get it out, especially because I wanted to start writing for a plus-size reader, though in this one it's only mentioned once or twice, but yeah. 💚 Read on AO3

Jason had been getting on your nerves all day, because you’d declined a date with him. During lunch break, he’d tried to talk to you once again, but you’d shut him down in front of everyone, telling him to leave you alone, because you were not interested. Feeling everybody’s eyes on you, you nearly panicked and walked briskly out of the cafeteria. You didn’t need to give them more to stare at, so you left the building and took a deep breath of fresh air.

You were pretty sure that Jason was just so persistent, because he’d made a bet with someone. Up until a few days ago, you hadn’t been on his radar at all, and you’d liked it that way. He wasn’t exactly the person you wanted to associate with, meaning people who bullied each other, because you’d been on the receiving end of that bullying more than once. All that had only kind of stopped when you’d started hanging out with the freaks. Not that you’d call them that, but Eddie had approached you one day and offered you a seat at their table, on a day where the basketball players had stared at you and laughed about you. You had no idea what exactly they’d said, but you’d overheard them often enough to know what kinds of things they were saying, because you weren’t one of the petite girls.

You knew that you were bigger than pretty much all of them, but that didn’t make you less of a human-being. Oh, you’d tried to fit in at first, but by now, you’d found your group of friends, the people you felt safe and happy around, meaning the guys from the Hellfire Club. At first you’d been quiet around them as well, but you’d quickly warmed up to them, and by now, you were even teasing them a little bit, all in a loving manner of course.

“You alright?” Eddie was suddenly leaning against the wall next to you, checking up on you. He always did, watching out for his sheep as he called you.

“Yeah, just needed to get out of there.” You smiled at him, before you let your eyes dart across the lawn again. Being this close to him always made your heart beat faster, and you knew all too well what that meant. You shouldn’t fall for him, you knew that, had known that from the start, but it hadn’t stopped your stupid heart from reserving him a place on its throne.

“Want me to talk to him?”

“No, you really don’t have to.” You turned towards him, shaking your head. “It’ll die down eventually and he’ll leave me alone.”

While you appreciated the offer, Jason and Eddie weren’t on the best terms as it was, so it was definitely better if Eddie stayed away from him. For everyone involved. You’d never seen Eddie get physical with anyone, but the way he looked at Jason most of the time… It was a miracle, he hadn’t given him a real piece of his mind already.

“Okay… just say the word and I will, darling.”

“Thanks Eddie.” You leaned towards him to kiss his cheek, but then hurried to get back inside.

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After school, you really wished you would have told Eddie to talk to Jason, because while most of the other students had left, you’d stayed back to swap some books at your locker in peace and then head home - and you weren’t alone.

“We're not done talking, y/n,” Jason leaned against the lockers close to you, smirking, his arms crossed over his chest.

“Yes we are. I have nothing more to say to you, Jason.” You didn’t even look at him, but your heart was still picking up its pace, because you didn’t particularly like being alone with him. You slammed your locker shut with more force than necessary, because you were getting a little frustrated.

“Come on, it's just one date!”

“So that you can say you cleared the fat chick? No thanks, Jason.” You rolled your eyes at him and turned around, grateful for the surge of confidence.

“It’s not like that!” He grabbed your arm and turned you back towards him, not letting you go. “Did Munson tell you that? Give me a chance! I deserve it!”

“I said no, Carver. Now let me go!” You enunciated every word so that he’d hopefully, finally understand you and get going, but he didn’t.

“Hey! She said ‘no’!” Eddie spun Jason around to face him, and Jason let go of you in turn. Eddie, your knight in not so shining armour, but you were grateful for him. You’d thought that you were able to get Jason to back off by yourself, but apparently, he was more stubborn than you’d thought.

“This is none of your business, freak!” Jason tried to turn around again, but Eddie stopped him, shoved his shoulder, so that Jason’s back hit the lockers.

“It is my business if you keep harassing my girl.”

“Your girl?”

His girl? Okay, it was probably Eddie’s way of trying to get Jason to leave you alone, but you couldn’t deny the fact that your heart rate suddenly surged through the goddamn roof upon hearing his words. Even if he didn’t mean them, they still had an effect on you.

“She’s not your girl, Munson. Leave us the fuck alone.” Jason was angry, you could see it in his whole body, and before you could intervene, he swung at Eddie, but Eddie was able to duck, landing a punch to Jason’s side in turn. He tumbled, but was back at Eddie in a matter of seconds, this time aiming for his head, and Eddie wasn’t quick enough to get away from him.

God, this was awful, really awful, and there was nothing you could do, except try to talk them down, but they didn’t hear you. Only when a door a few feet away opened, did they break apart, fully expecting to see a teacher appear, but it was just the janitor.

Still, both of them were now a few feet apart and while Jason was holding his side, Eddie wiped blood off his lips.

“This isn’t over, Munson.” Jason narrowed his eyes at both of you before he turned on his heel and finally left you alone. For a moment you stood there frozen in place, but then movement came back into your lips and you walked up to Eddie.

“Are you alright?” He turned his face away from you, but you weren’t having it. “Let me see!” Gently, you cupped his chin to turn his face towards you.

“Bossy suits you,” he said with a smirk, but winced because of the cut in his lower lip, that you were able to see now. The tissue around his left eye already began swelling.

“Good, because I’m gonna boss you around a little more.” You were angry, because being angry was easier than being worried about him, so you pushed that aside. “Come on!” Taking his hand, you walked straight towards the girls’ bathroom with him. Eddie’s fingers wrapped around yours, but he followed without saying a word.

“Stay right there.” You made him lean against one of the sinks while you got some paper towels.

“Never thought I’d find myself here.” Eddie cast a quick glance around before his eyes found you again.

“What were you thinking?” Ignoring what he’d just said, you looked back at him. You wet the towels and walked back up to him again.

“To be fair, I didn’t start the fight.”

“No, but I’m pretty sure you knew what you were getting yourself into!”

“I was just trying to protect you, y/n!” Eddie sighed, placed his hand on your upper arm while you carefully dabbed at the blood on his lips, avoiding the cut itself for now. Your touch was extremely soft despite your harsh words.

“I know,” you say with a sigh. “I guess what I’m trying to say is thank you. But I was just so worried about you.”

“But I’m alright. And I’d do it again.”

“You’re pretty far from alright.” Still, you can’t help but smile at his words. Always playing it down. You put the bloody paper towels away, and took some new ones, ran them under cold water and gave them to him. “Hold this to your eye… it will help to stop the swelling.” Eddie nodded and did what you told him. Meanwhile, you were taking care of the cut in his lip itself as best as you could. He didn’t need stitches, but it would still hurt.

“You’ll be alright, just no going around kissing anyone at the moment,” you said with a smile, taking a step back from him.

“There’s only one person I want to kiss, and that one is a little mad at me.”

His words made you swallow hard. It sounded like he was talking about you, but maybe that was just your imagination.

“You know, when I called you my girl earlier, that was kinda wishful thinking.” He couldn’t call you his, he hadn’t even asked you out yet, but maybe it was time that he did something about this. “Didn’t really know how to ask you.”

“You what?” Now, you turned around to him again, your heart nearly jumping out of your chest. Was he being serious?

Eddie chuckled, took a step towards you and reached for your hand.

“Don’t look so surprised!” While he wasn’t sure whether Jason had asked you out because of a bet or whatever else, it had certainly made him jealous. You were too good for Jason, for Eddie as well in his own opinion, but he tried to push these thoughts aside. “You’re gorgeous, you say what’s on your mind, and you shooting Jason down in front of the whole cafeteria was just one of the hottest things ever!”

You felt the heat in your cheeks. Nobody had ever called you hot before, but Eddie… God, he had no idea what he was doing to you right now.

“So… will you go out with me?”

“God, yes!” You couldn’t help but laugh at your own reaction, because you certainly hadn’t wanted the words to come out like that, but now you were both laughing. “Let’s just wait until your injuries are better.” “Why’s that?”

“Remember what I told you before? No kissing until that’s better.”

“Oh… Ohhhh!”

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Let me know if you want to be tagged for the Promises-series, or Eddie stuff in general 💚 

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Part 05 of 07

Pairing: Billy Hargrove X Reader | platonic!Eddie X Reader

Word count: 1.6 K

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Summary: You didn't get over Billy's death, isolating yourself from everyone. But when a new monster starts making victims, the party has no other choice but to involve you... And ask you to give shelter to a metalhead.

A/N: Special thanks to my wonderful friend @multific for all her help through this story. I love you, girl!!

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A Good Way To Go

You're laughing for the first time in eight months, as the trailer speeds off, the party's screams filling your ears, urging Steve to go faster. But a car this size can only go that fast.

But you? After stealing a freaking house on wheels to drive it to a freaking gun store and spend half your paycheck on firepower to kill a freaking interdimensional asshole monster? You're laughing, out loud, headbanging with Eddie to the sounds of the kid's screams.

When Steve takes a turn, you and Eddie fall on your asses, falling down and sliding all the way to the back of the trailer. Both of you laughing like idiots.

“If you say you've done something crazier than this, you're a liar.” You tell Eddie as you get up, moving to sit in the middle of the trailer, on a small couch.

“This is the craziest thing I've ever done.” He admits, and you laugh all over again.

“Hey, you two. Shut it, I need to focus on the road.” Steve says, giving the two of you a glance.

“Alright, mom!” You snap back, which makes you laugh all over again.

•••

Warzone is huge. A paradise for gun nuts. Nancy and Erica immediately spread out, and they know exactly where to go and what to get... Nancy is okay, but Erica? The kid is tough.

You go your own way, grabbing a shopping cart and searching for your stuff. You take a rifle and two pistols. Plus a dozen of boxes of ammunition for each. Too much, maybe. But you don't mind. Better to be over-armed in this situation. Then you move to the knives and... Grenades? Why not?

With all your stuff in the cart, you're about to get in line to pay for it when you spot Nancy... And Jason, who has a very aggressive expression on his face. “Erica!” You whisper-yell, waving at the girl. “Here, go and pay for everything. Wait for me in the trailer. Go.” Passing her your bag, she quickly does as she says when she sees Jason's crew all around.

When she moves off, you walk over to Nancy. “I'm sorry to interrupt whatever this is, but you better let the gun go.” It comes out full of anger because you know what these assholes are doing.

Jason looks at you, a smile on his lips. “It'll be better for you if you stay out of this.”

For some reason, you feel Billy. You feel him with you, and you can only imagine what he'd do if he saw Jason looking at you this way. Biting your lip, you move to stand between him and Nancy, even though he doesn't let go of the gun. “I'm part of this. And if you don't let go right now, I'll beat you up to a pulp. You and your asshole friends.” It comes out low, slow, and full of anger. “I'm not scared of you.” With that, you push him hard on the chest, with all your strength, just how Billy taught you. Jason stumbles back, and you take the chance to kick him right where it hurts. Jason yelps, falling to his side.

Before anyone can understand what's happening, you and Nancy are off, running to one of the side doors, closer to where the trailer is parked. But you're startled out of your body when you push the door open, almost colliding headfirst with Eddie. "Jesus Christ!" He yells, and you don't even stop, you just take his hand, pulling him with you.

“Let's go!” You mutter, rushing to the trailer. “Steve, drive! Drive, drive!” And he does, speeding off. Jason's friends' come to the street, but they only watch as you drive away.

“That was close,” Erica says, catching her breath.

Nodding at her, you look at Eddie. “What were you doing back there? They could have seen you.”

“Erica said you went to face Jason. I thought to... Well, help, do something.”

Furrowing your eyebrows, you gasp. “Hm... Thanks... For that. But I managed.”

“She kicked him right in the nuts!” Nancy exclaims, and everyone starts yelling for details.

As you tell them everything, you hold your necklace. Billy's necklace. He was your strength back there... He moved you. The memory of him moved you. And it makes you smile all through the storytelling.

•••

Phase one doesn't please you. Max volunteering to be the bait is one of the most stupid ideas you ever heard. But you know her, and there's no way to change her mind. So you're forced to let it be, following the others to the Upside Down again, and into the next step.

The decoy.

“Don't try to be the hero,” Steve says, the blueish lights of the Upside Down and its eternal night hiding most of his features. “Neither of you. Heard me?”

They all nod, so do you, and then you start to move to make Upside Down Eddie's trailer a safe place from the Demobats. It takes a long time, and you argue twice with Dustin in the process. But when everything is ready, and you're all set on the trailer's roof, you finally have some time to breathe. To think of the plan you made.

You might die today. Here, in this dark, cold place.

But Billy sacrificed himself for you. You're more than willing to return the favor. There's no way in hell you won't get to the bottom of this. How could his necklace, the one he was wearing, be in the woods? It's not possible... And if Hawkins is stuck in the past, in 1983, Billy wasn't here back then. No. This necklace came here with him, after his death.

And you never found the body, burying an empty coffin.

“(Y/N)?” Eddie calls, and you snap out of your thoughts, looking at him from your seated position near the edge of the trailer. “Any suggestions?”

“Hm... I really like that song from Europe?” You hum the melody. “I forgot the name.”

“The Final Countdown?” Eddie asks.

“Yes. Do you know how to play it?”

“Absolutely.” He connects his guitar to the amplifiers, and now, all you need is to wait for the signal.

Up here, in the silence - only broken by a random groan or hiss - you play back what you'll do. It has to work, and you have to make sure both Dustin and Eddie are back in Hawkins before you move. The last thing you want is to put them in danger.

“That's it!” Dustin says, getting up. “That's the sign!”

“Bring it on, baby,” Eddie mutters, and the moment he brings his hand down, the sound is loud, electrifying. This is madness, and you're quite used to madness by now. But this... This is definitely the craziest thing you have done.

As Eddie starts playing the song, you decide to sing. It doesn't take much until he joins you, headbanging as the Demobats rise from the woods, flying in your direction in a massive dark cloud.

After some time, Dustin starts the countdown... And when he reaches one, you all jump back inside the trailer, making sure to close that exit so they won't get inside.

Then, you move to the gate.

“Let's go! Maybe we're on time to help Lucas.” Dustin says, quickly climbing the sheets and then falling on the mattress.

Eddie gestures for you to go next, and you do the same for him. “Ladies first.” He says.

“Not this time, Munson. Go.”

“No. You go.” He furrows his eyebrows, and when you're about to protest, to say something, anything, that will make him start climbing the damn sheets, his eyes fall on the necklace. And understanding dawns on him. “(Y/N)...”

“Eddie, go!” The Demobats reach the trailer, and the sound of their claws scratching on metal is one of the most awful things you've ever heard.

“I know what you'll do!” He shouts over the noise. “I won't let you do this-”

“You can't stop me!” You yell right back, grabbing the sheets and handing them to him.

“I know! But I won't let you do this alone.” He says, looking down at you in a way you know he just made a decision. That he won't change his mind about it.

“What the hell are you doing?!” Dustin shouts from the ceiling. From Hawkins. Whatever.

You both look up, and you give him an apologizing look. “I'll be back. I need to try, Dustin.” With tears in your eyes, you touch the necklace's pendant. “I wouldn't forgive myself if I don't.”

“No. Come back, we'll find another way.” He pleads.

“There might not be another chance to get here! It has to be now. Before Vecna is killed.” In a sudden motion, you take the necklace off, throwing it to Dustin. “Give this to Maxine if I don't come back. To remind her of Billy, and of me... And... If I don't come back, tell her I died trying to save her brother. That I think this is a good way to go. She'll understand.”

“Please, don't do this. C'mon, guys. Think this through.”

Smiling despite the tears, you take a deep breath. “I love you. All of you, guys. Tell them.”

“Promise me you'll look after them, huh?” Eddie speaks, and you look at him with teary eyes. “Tell them I'm doing this for Chrissy. And for Billy. And for everyone who died for this town.” With that, he looks down at you, smiling. “What's your plan, freak?”

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[munsonsguitarp1ck]

i want you

warnings: 18+,weed use,slow burn kinda, fingering, hand job, p in v unprotected sex, nipple play, cream pie, praise, slight degradation, choking, EDDIE IS ONE VOCAL MF I STAND BY THAT 🙏

a/n: i wrote this blazed out of my mind so it’s kinda all over and i’m too lazy to double check it so i hope it doesn’t suck ass 😍😁

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before eddie met you, he thought that female metal heads didn’t exist.

that it was a load of bullshit.

he figured they were all posers.

that was until he saw you first day of freshman year with a baggy iron maiden shirt on, the day after that a metallica shirt…and the day after that a dio shirt, it went on for the rest of the year.

he thought he was dreaming at first, always admiring you from afar but also slightly judging, he kinda figured you wore the shirts cause they looked cool, until one day in sophomore year when you walked up to him and whispered in his ear

“hey, i heard you sell…y’know..” you make a gesture like your smoking.

from that day on you two became completely inseparable. you both were madly in love with each-other but to shy to ever admit it. all of your friends knew about your guys secret love for each other too which made it even more complicated.

you guys knew everything about each other and when i say everything i mean absolutely everything.

one night eddie invited you over to do the usual, smoke weed and make fun of cringey films, your favorite pastime.

you laid spread out on top of him on the couch, passing the joint back and fourth . a few minutes went by and eddie hadn’t passed it back.

“eddie stop hogging it, give it back” he just held it above your head and laughed as you struggled to reach it, you had enough and stretched out to reach the joint above his head, your tits right in his face. you didn’t think much of it,just sitting back down the joint in between your lips.

but eddie on the other hand, had already been semi hard with you laying on his lap but after that he was fucked. he hoped you wouldn’t notice and he would just sneak off into the bathroom and take care of it but..

you noticed, you noticed almost immediately you could feel it digging into your inner thigh, you thought maybe it was something in his pocket.

you knew damn well it wasn’t.

to be sure it was what you thought it was, you scooted back closer to his crotch until he was pressed against your ass, a small groan falling from eddie’s lips.

it was what you thought it was.

you felt your pussy start to become wet, you didn’t know if you should act like you didn’t know what was happening or if you should take charge.

you decided,fuck it.

you put the joint out and set it onto the ash tray, pressing your ass back against him as you reach over to the table,causing another groan from eddie. he grabs your hips “careful sweetheart, i don’t think you know what your doing” you did it again, this time a small whine leaving your mouth.

now eddie understood, you wanted him.

he flipped you around so you were facing him, “are you doing this to be a tease? because it’s working” he chuckles lightly. you decided to not tip toe around it.

“i want you.”

he smashes his lips against yours, his hands wrapping around to your lower back just above your ass, groans leaving both of your lips as he slips his tongue into your mouth. your tongues fighting for dominance.

eddie slowly pulls away and you pout at the loss of touch, he smiles and starts to kiss and suck down your neck, leaving small marks as he goes. he finally makes his way to your chest, he pulls lightly at your shirt, “can i take this off baby ?” you shake your head yes. he pulls your shirt above your head and groans at your  lacy black bra “fuck, your tits are perfect” he mutters, he reaches around your back un clasping your bra.

his tongue licking around your nipple while his other hand finds his way down to your pants. you cant help but let out a loud string of whines and groans. he’s making you feel so good and he hasn’t even got his cock out yet.

“i’m gonna take these off now, is that okay?” he says motioning to your pants, you nod your head, “that’s not enough baby, tell me with your words” “please take them off eddie, i need you to touch me” “good girl” he reaches down unbuttoning them and shimming them down to your ankles.

he runs his thumb over your clothed cunt “so wet” you let out a moan, hinting at him to keep going. he pulls your panties down, and begins to run his fingers through your folds, finding your sensitive bud, he starts rubbing slow circles, small moans leaving your mouth,he picks up his pace, causing you to clench around nothing. his hand reaches back up toying with your nipple.

“eds i want- no i need your cock, please ?”

“such an impatient girl” he tsks.

he pulls away to unbutton his jeans and slide his pants and boxers off of his legs. his cock right in front of you, red, dripping with precum. you knew he’d been big, but he’s bigger than you expected.

you reach out and place your hand around his cock slowly pumping up and down causing him to let out a deep groan.

you straddle his hips and line yourself up with his cock. “are you ready?” he asks “yes please” he grabs onto your hips and slowly sinks you down onto him. you groan in unison.

he fills you up perfectly.

after you adjust to his size you slowly start to bounce up and down. moans falling out of your mouths uncontrollably.

“your pussy feels so fucking good, god damn it” he throws his head back in pleasure your wetness dripping down to his balls. you place eddie’s hand around your neck signaling that you want him to choke you, he wraps his hands around your throat applying light pressure, a moan escaping your lips “such a fucking whore”. his lips cling to your chest leaving dark purple marks decorated all over “now everyone knows your mine, this pussy belongs to me” his words encouraging you to bounce harder and faster. he massages your ass before he lays down hard smacks, leaving hand marks. you swear you can feel him i’m your stomach, his cock hitting the perfect spots. “eddie baby, i-i’m gonna cum” he reaches his hand down to massage your clit adding more pleasure. you’re a moaning mess. “fuck, i’m so close”

“i want you to cum in me eddie please baby”

“god, you’re a man’s fucking wet dream” he chuckles.

he grabs your hips bouncing you faster and harder, you can feel the warm heat in your stomach. “oh my god eddie- i -i think i’m squirting” you groan. he looks down to see you absolutely soaking his dick and his upper things, “oh my fucking you’re so hot” he groans before filling your pussy with cum.

you ride him through his orgasm, after you both come down for your highs, he looks up and smiles at you.

“can we have sex like this every movie night?”