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electrosuite · 2 years ago

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ok so i’m gonna ask for smth super specific to my own sad little life but i’d love if you could write it

so essentially female!reader is plus sized and eddie takes a liking to her and asks her out when she’s at her locker but she’s been asked out as a joke before and made fun of her whole life so she doesn’t believe that he’s being genuine but he says he understands what it’s like to be an outcast and bullied and that he genuinely thinks she’s like gorgeous and so she says yes and they go out to dinner but she’s super nervous about eating in front of him

then fast forward like 2 months and they have sex for the first time despite her having given him a bj but never asked him to do anything because she’s afraid he won’t be attracted to her, but then she decides to finally take it a step further and she’s really reluctant to take her clothes off in front of him but he’s so comforting and he thinks she’s the most beautiful woman in the entire world

then after they have sex they talk and she reveals that jason and his friends followed her into the woods one day during lunch and surrounded her so they could bully her and just be really mean but one of her male friends saw them following her and stepped in

like i said it’s a sad story but this whole situation actually happened to me in high school but me and my bf have been together almost five years now so maybe it’s not all bad

warnings: swearing, mentions of bullying and harassment, dirty talk, oral sex, descriptive sex

word count: 4.9k

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a/n: oh my, i’m so sorry this happened to you. idk what possesses people to be so mean to others based off judgments of their appearance rather than their personality. i hope i do your request justice.

It was a normal day for you so far. It was Tuesday, which meant you had your painting, history, and math, as well as a free period. You intended to spend it in the library, so you stopped at your locker to put away most of your books and grab your backpack. You decided to look down at a page of your homework, going over what you needed to study.

But when your locker closed with a bang, you jumped and looked up and to your right. There stood Eddie Munson, a metalhead who hosted the Dungeons & Dragons club, also known as Hellfire.

But he’d become a friend to you as of late. And friends weren’t something you had many of. You weren’t very social, preferring to keep to yourself and listen to your music on your Walkman.

Middle school and high school weren’t easy for you. You’d always had issues surrounding your weight, seemingly unable to keep it off. And middle school kids and high school bullies immediately noticed. It was an easy thing for them to pick on, so they did.

You couldn’t catch a break, and the people who you thought were your friends made fun of you behind your back. So you gave up on trying to have friends and just decided to stop socializing altogether.

One day when you were looking for somewhere to sit at lunch, Eddie was standing at the end of one of the tables and making a speech to his friends about how people mislabel them as “freaks” and “Satan worshippers” when he spotted you. He thought you were pretty, and when the two of you made eye contact, he gave you a friendly smile and walked over, clearing his throat.

“Looking for somewhere to sit?” You nodded, both of you glancing around the cafeteria. The only open spot was next to Jason Carver and his basketball friends, and Eddie could see your aversion to joining them. “Wanna sit with us?” he asked, glancing over at the younger boys having a conversation about Dungeons & Dragons.

“Sure,” you said with an awkward smile.

He made some of the boys scoot down so you could sit next to him. You were sitting awkwardly as they hadn’t given you enough room to sit, and you hoped no one would notice besides you.

But Eddie noticed.

“You okay?” he asked, recognizing how uncomfortable you were. You simply nodded and gave a small smile, but he didn’t buy it. “Hey asshats,” he said, catching the attention of the three boys next to you. “Scoot over more.”

They did it without question and returned to their conversation with the rest of the group, and you were a bit taken aback at their lack of reaction. You scooted over and got comfortable, able to let out a sigh.

“Better?” he asked, raising his eyebrows and turning the corners of his mouth upwards.

“Better.”

And since that one, small interaction, you’d began sitting with them regularly. One day, he offered you a Hellfire shirt, even though you didn’t play.

“Normally I wouldn’t offer one to someone not in the club, but I really like having you around. Plus, you’d match better if you had one.”

Your cheeks got red at that, and you laughed awkwardly for a moment.

“I’d love one.”

“Great! What size?” You faltered at that, scratching the back of your neck. “What’s wrong?” he asked, genuinely concerned about why your demeanor changed so suddenly.

You shook your head. “Nothing. Um, a two-x. If you have them.”

“Why wouldn’t I have one?”

You shrugged. “I just... didn’t know if you had bigger sizes, you know?”

“Of course, I have 'em. I got some made in every size. They're in my van, I can get you one after school.”

“Cool.”

Another conversation that left you a bit stunned. You were used to not being able to find bigger sizes in the clothes you wanted, and you always felt judged asking for them.

But you didn’t feel judged when you told Eddie. It was just another transaction, and you thought that this is what it must feel like to ask him for a small or medium.

Turns out, a two-x was exactly the size you needed. It was a baseball tee style shirt so it was slim-fitting but not tight, and you couldn’t stop looking at yourself in the mirror the next morning. You’d never had a shirt that fit you like this — one that wasn’t oversized and didn’t make you uncomfortable. You also really liked how the three-fourths length sleeves made your arms look.

And so did Eddie. When you walked into the lunchroom he almost choked on his water before you made it into earshot, so you didn’t see his reaction.

“Hey,” you greeted, sitting in your usual spot next to him.

“Nice shirt.”

“Thanks. It’s very soft.”

He nodded. “Yeah.”

You noticed he was acting a bit off, but you paid no attention to it.

And this led to now, with him standing at your locker after closing it for you.

“Hi,” he said, leaning his shoulder against the metal surface.

“Hi.”

You held your notebook down in front of you, your arms straight and in a position to cover as much of your torso as you could. This was your natural stance now whenever you held something, trying to avoid stares.

“What are you up to?”

“Free period. I was gonna go to the library and study.”

“Oh sweet, I have a free period too.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I was probably gonna head out early.” He crossed his arms to be as casual as possible. “If you wanted to hang out or something.”

“I can’t, I have a really big test tomorrow.”

“Okay, well, what about tomorrow night, then?”

“What, like a date?”

“Yeah, if that’s okay.”

You furrowed your brows, questioning his intentions.

“Seriously?”

“Yeah. Seriously.”

“Is this a joke? Did someone put you up to this? Was it Jason?”

“What? Of course not. Why would it be a joke, and why would Jason tell me to ask you out?”

“Because he’s done it before. More than once.”

“What?”

“If this is a joke I will walk away right now.”

“Y/N, it’s not a joke. I want to hang out with you. I like you.”

You raised your eyebrows, still not fully believing him. “You like me?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay, tell me what you like about me.”

“I like that you’re one of the few people in this school that doesn’t think that I’m a freak.”

And that was when it hit you. Eddie was in the same boat as you were. The bullying, the mocking, the harassment. You’d both endured it for years, and you were the first girl who treated him like a person, not an outcast.

“Look, I get it if you don’t want to. Most people wouldn’t. But if you do, the offer still stands.” He turned to walk away when you reached out and grabbed his hand. He looked down at your hands then up at you.

“I’m sorry. It’s just... hard to tell if someone’s being genuine. I’m sorry I accused you of that, you’re not the type of person to pull something like that.”

“You don’t have to apologize.”

“Tomorrow night sounds fantastic.”

“Great.”

You pulled a piece of paper from your notebook and scribbled your address down on it, handing it over to him.

“Pick me up tomorrow after school. We can do whatever you want.”

He nodded. “Great. Dinner it is.”

As he walked off, you felt a sense of horror wash over you.

Dinner. Up until now, you’d only eaten small snacks at lunch in front of him, like an apple or peanut butter crackers. This was all on purpose, trying to avoid your regular bullies seeing you eat and approach to make fun of you.

But now the idea of eating an entire dinner in front of him made you queasy.

So when you two were in his van pulling into the parking lot of the local twenty-four hour diner, he noticed how nervous you were. He assumed it was just regular jitters, but he could tell something was wrong when you began looking at the menu.

“I think I’ll just get a salad,” you said in an unsure tone.

“A salad? That’s it?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Why not get something more filling?”

You shrugged. “I dunno, I guess I’m trying to eat better.”

He tilted his head and gave you a confused expression. He leaned forward and put his weight on his elbows. “Are you okay?”

“What do you mean?”

“As soon as I brought up dinner you got kinda... standoffish. I could’ve picked something else if you didn't want to eat.”

You shook your head. “I’m sorry. I’m not trying to bring down the mood or anything, it’s just... I usually don’t eat much in front of other people.”

“How come?”

“Because I get made fun of.”

“Made fun of? Why?”

“Eddie, come on.” When his expression simply said that he didn’t understand, you scoffed. “I’m not exactly thin.”

“Who cares?”

“I do. So does everyone else, apparently.”

“Well, everyone else are dumbasses.” You snickered at that comment. “Y'know, the first time I saw you, I thought you were the prettiest girl in Hawkins.”

“Oh, come on.”

“I’m serious! You can even ask Dustin, I brought it up at Hellfire.”

“What did you say?”

“He asked if I knew you and I said no but I thought you were really pretty.”

You’d never felt like this before. Sitting across from you was someone who had only nice things to say to you, not a lick of judgment in his voice. Someone was calling you pretty, and they were being genuine.

“Order what you actually want to eat. Don’t starve yourself for me.”

“Okay.” You skimmed over the menu again. “I think I’ll get a cheeseburger.”

“Sounds delicious,” he said, satisfied that he convinced you to order what you wanted.

And then, before you knew it, two months had gone by and you and Eddie were officially dating. But, of course, because of the rumors about him, you only faced more harassment. Notes in your locker from anonymous bullies calling you a “Satan worshipper” and “cult apologist”, but this was the first time that none of it bothered you.

You knew Eddie wasn’t any of the things that people called him, and you felt like you were walking on sunshine every moment you got to spend with him. He made you feel beautiful — something no one had ever been able to do. He made you feel comfortable, like you were home when you were wrapped in his arms.

But despite how beautiful he made you feel, the idea of him seeing you without clothes on made you more anxious than you'd ever felt.

So, to ease into the idea of sex, you decided you were going to go down on him, even if you weren't good at it.

So when you were listening to him play guitar in his van one day after school, you decided to make a move.

He was playing a song he'd mastered, Stairway to Heaven, when you crawled over and gently pushed the guitar out of his lap. He put it down next to the beanbag he was sitting on and smiled as you came up to his eye level to kiss him.

"What are you doing?" he chuckled through kisses.

"I wanna make you feel good."

"What?"

You ran one of your hands down his stomach and to his belt buckle. He reached down and stopped you.

"What are you doing?" he asked, this time in a serious tone.

"I wanna blow you."

His eyebrows raised. "Are you sure?"

"What, you don't want me to?"

He looked at you like you were crazy. "Oh, believe me, I do. I just... This is coming out of left field. I just don't want you to do it because you feel like you need to."

"I don't feel like I need to. I just... I want to do this."

He still seemed skeptical, but he let go of your hand and allowed you to continue. You undid his belt, then his pants, then you pulled them and his underwear down enough to allow everything to spring out.

Your eyes went big, not expecting but also not surprised by his size.

"Is it okay?" he asked sheepishly.

You did your best to suppress your nervousness and wrapped your hand around his length and licked the tip, making him take a deep, sharp breath.

Your lips engulfed him, sinking your mouth down and going until he hit the back of your throat. He involuntarily bucked his hips, the extra inch or two making you choke.

"Sorry," he said, pushing your hair out of your face.

You wrapped your hand around the base and stroked it as you bobbed your head, which made him throw his head back.

"Shit," he whispered, putting his right hand on the top of your head and guiding you along. "That feels so good."

You adjusted your tongue so that it laid flat against the underside of his dick, which apparently felt better because his moans instantly got louder.

"Y/N, I'm not gonna last much longer."

At this point, he was guiding you along more than you were actually doing anything of your own, so you just let him. You could tell that he was close to cumming, and you weren't planning on stopping until he was drained.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he moaned, and based on him thrusting his hips, you knew he was right on the edge.

Then, suddenly, you tasted something you've never experienced. It was salty and bitter, and there was a lot of it. The weak moans that left his mouth made you smirk the best you could with a dick in your mouth, but you slowed your pace and watched him breathe heavily.

When he looked down at you, you were swallowing the cum in your mouth, and his eyes widened.

"Did you swallow?" You nodded. "God, that was hot." He pulled you up to where he could kiss you and you giggled at his excitement. "It didn't taste bad, did it?"

"No, I don't think so. I don't know what it's supposed to taste like, but I didn't wanna spit it out."

He nodded. "Good. My turn."

He started sitting up, and you stopped him. "What do you mean?"

"I was gonna go down on you. Return the favor."

You shook your head. "That's okay."

He was confused. "What?"

"I'm okay. I'll let you know when I'm ready for that."

"Are you sure? I feel bad not doing it."

"I'm sure. And don't feel bad. I'm just not ready for that yet."

He gave you a small smile. "Okay. But I am going to rock your world when you let me."

That was three days ago. You hadn't seen Eddie much in those days as he'd been at his friend Dustin's doing a Dungeons and Dragons campaign, but as soon as their game was over he made sure you were the first person he saw.

He surprised you at your locker, splitting a candy bar with you. You sat together at lunch, which you ate outside at one of the picnic tables. He sat on the table, and you sat on the bench next to him.

"So I was thinking," he said, his mouth full from a bite he took from his apple.

"About what?"

"Tonight's Friday. Would you wanna stay at my place?"

Neither of you had spent the night at the other's place since you got together, so this was a big step.

"Your uncle would be okay with that?" you asked, knowing he lived with his uncle.

"He works night shift, but he wouldn't care either way. What do you say?"

You thought for a minute. "I'd have to tell my parents that I'm staying with a friend, but I'd love to."

"Yeah?"

"Totally."

"Awesome. I have tons of tapes we can watch."

You knew how tonight would probably end. And you were excited for it. But you were more nervous than anything. You wanted to go to the next level with him, even if it meant doing something that made you uncomfortable.

So when he kissed you during the movie you guys decided on in his room, you pulled him on top of you and wrapped your legs around his thighs.

"Eddie," you whispered.

"Mm?" he moaned softly into your neck, pressing kisses into your skin.

"I want to do this."

He looked at you, tucking your hair behind your ear with his right hand. "Are you sure?" You nodded. "I need you to say it, sweetheart."

That nickname always made your heart skip a beat.

"I'm sure."

"Absolutely sure?"

"Absolutely."

"Absolutely positively with a cherry on top?"

You laughed and pulled him in for a kiss. "So many cherries. As many as you want."

"Okay."

"Go turn the lights off."

He obeyed immediately, the only light coming from the television. When he returned, he got back into the same position as a moment ago, but he used his knees to push your legs back further.

You reluctantly reached down and pulled your shirt off, having to sit up a bit for a moment.

His eyes were glued to your body, unable to look at anything else. It made you feel awkward and your natural instincts were to cover yourself. But when you did, he wrapped his fingers around your wrists and pulled your arms away.

"This is what you've been hiding?" he asked, his tone full of love. "Goddamn, Y/N." His lips latched onto your chest, his hands on your hips.

"Is that a good thing?"

He made eye contact. "You're a goddess. Literally ethereal."

You couldn't hold back the laugh you let out. "I think that's a bit of an exaggeration."

"I'm speaking nothing but the truth."

Before he could do anything else, you reached under you and unhooked your bra, slowly removing it and throwing it to the floor. You could've sworn his eyes popped out of his head like a cartoon character at that, and he swallowed the spit in his mouth before littering kisses across your breasts.

"Take your shirt off," you commanded, which he did. He was so beautiful, and it made you bite your lip.

He leaned back down to kiss you and untied your sweatpants, which made the butterflies in your stomach go crazy. His hand slipped into them and his fingers found your clit, causing you to gasp softly.

"Is that okay?" he asked, breaking the kiss.

You nodded. "Yeah, it's good."

His fingers continued to work and you couldn't stop yourself from moaning into his mouth. But it only lasted a few more seconds before he scooted down on the bed and hooked his fingers under your pants, looking at you for permission.

You reached down and helped him, unable to muster a single word. He slowly removed them, and you could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter with every second that went by.

But reality hit you: you were about to be completely, one hundred percent naked in front of him. Sure, he could barely see you with his body blocking most of the light, but he could still see you.

So your natural response was to bend your knees and cover as much from his perspective as you could.

"Y/N..." he said softly, leaning down and pressing a kiss to your knee. "If you don't want to do this, we don't have to."

"I do want to. I've just never been naked in front of someone. Not since I was little and changed in the same room with my mom."

"Well, if it makes you more comfortable, you could always put your shirt back on. Me, personally, I like looking at you, so I wouldn't recommend that. But it's completely up to you."

You shook your head. "I need to get comfortable with it."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. I'm sure."

He nodded, and slowly spread your legs. Here, he had a full view of your body, and he only smiled. He kissed your thighs one at a time, settling down on his stomach. His mouth was so close to your vagina, and he knew it was driving you crazy.

The feeling of his tongue on your clit made you moan. Much louder than you intended. His hands wrapped around your thighs, holding them still on either side of his head.

Your right hand fingers tangled themselves in his hair, your left hand flat against the wall behind you.

"Shit, Eddie."

Your back was arching, your hips grinding into his mouth. His eyes were glued on you, wanting to see how you looked when he made you cum.

You knew you were grinding into his face quickly, but he managed to keep his mouth exactly where it needed to be.

Everything that was happening right now was making him hard as a rock, and resisting the pulsing and throbbing in his dick was driving him insane. But he needed to make you feel good. He needed to make you cum before he even took his pants off.

And it didn't take you long to get there. He could tell, too. Your moans had become desperate, needy. You were pulling his hair, which only turned him on more.

"God, I'm so close. Eddie, I'm gonna cum," you struggled to say. "Please. Fuck." You didn't know what you were begging for, as he was already getting you there.

And when you went over the edge, Eddie could've swore that the noises that left your mouth were the most beautiful sounds he'd heard in his entire life. Gasps, moans, cries, swears, and his name filled the room in a melodic song that even made him moan.

Tears dripped down your temples into your hair, your legs shook so hard that they felt like they were gonna cramp, and your eardrums rang.

You were in heaven, and you never wanted to leave.

He kept going so long that you felt like you couldn't breathe, and you had to physically tap out.

When he stopped, you were sweating and crying out of pleasure. He kissed your thighs more, giving you a moment to calm down before he got on top of you again.

When he returned to eye level with you, he kissed your cheek.

"Goddamn," you muttered, chuckling tiredly.

"You okay?"

You nodded. "Sorry if I was too loud."

"No such thing." He kissed you, and you could taste yourself on his lips. "Wanna keep going?"

"Of course, I do."

He rolled off of you and stood up for a moment to pull his pants down. He sat on the edge of the bed, reaching into his nightstand and pulling out a condom.

He tucked your hair behind your ear again, making you look at him.

"If you wanna stop at any time, tell me. Okay?"

"Okay. I will."

He kissed you for a moment, rubbing himself against the area you were most sensitive.

Once again, he used his knees and thighs to bend your hips more, really spreading you open.

"Ready?" he whispered.

"Ready."

He reached down and guided himself to your opening, slowly sliding in. You closed your eyes and your jaw dropped as he bottomed out, which made him weakly moan.

"Fuck," he sighed. "You feel so good."

"So do you."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. So fucking good."

Hearing your sweet voice talk so dirty was a major turn-on for him, as you learned when you blew him.

"You like being stretched out like this?"

"Mhm. Feels so good."

He slowly pulled out almost all the way before thrusting back into you, making you involuntarily moan. His mouth landed on your neck as he developed a steady rhythm, his left hand gripping the top edge of the mattress.

With his right hand, he cupped your cheek and pressed your foreheads together, making you look into each other's eyes.

"Eddie," you breathed, which made him grunt. "God, you feel so good. So fucking good."

"Yeah? You... fuck... feel good too. Really good. So warm and wet. God. I don't think I'll last much longer with you."

He buried his face in your neck, biting down on the skin hard but gentle enough to only leave a hickey.

The hand that was on your face reached down to the back of your thigh, almost to your ass cheek, and his fingers dug into the skin. This allowed him to bend your hip even more, your thigh pressing into the back of his bicep.

Every time you made a dirty quip, it only made him grunt and groan and moan even more. Every 'You're so deep' and 'You feel so good' awoke something inside of him that you didn't expect. He was pounding and slamming into you, but it didn't hurt. It felt amazing. If you knew he could make you feel this good, you would've blown him weeks ago.

His shoulder was pressed into your cheek, so you lightly bit down on it, but he didn't seem to notice.

"Fuck, Y/N, I'm gonna cum. I'm so close."

"Cum for me, Eddie."

When you kissed his neck, it sent him over the edge. His hips slammed into the backs of your thighs, his fingers pressed into your leg, and he cried out right next to your ear.

A few thrusts later and he stilled his movements, leaving the only sound being your unsynchronized gasps for air. Neither of you moved for a good thirty seconds, both of you laying there with your eyes closed.

"Holy shit," he mumbled, lifting his head and looking at you. Once again, he pushed your hair out of your face, which was spotted with sweat droplets, before cupping your cheek and stroking it with his thumb. "You good?" You just nodded. He placed his palm on your chest and chuckled. "Your heart is pounding."

"I wonder why," you joked, which made him laugh harder.

"I'm gonna pull out now." He slid out of you with ease and you softly moaned, straightening your legs to be more comfortable. He rolled over to lay next to you, pulling the full condom off and throwing it in the trash can next to the bed and grabbing a tissue to clean himself off.

He grabbed a clean tissue and propped himself up on his elbow. He gently cleaned you up too, kissing you when he was done. He sighed, looking over at you.

You were staring at the ceiling, still breathing heavy.

A few moments went by before you flipped onto your side, laying your head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around you and you bent your knee onto his leg. Once you got settled he kissed the top of your head.

"Can I ask you something?" he said softly.

"Hm?"

"What happened between you and Jason?" He could feel your demeanor change at the question. "You don't have to talk about it, but you didn't want to sit with his group at lunch, which I completely understand, and you thought he put me up to asking you out. What's all that about?"

You were silent for a moment.

"We were... acquaintances at one point. Not friends, we just knew each other. Not long after we learned about each other, he started targeting me. I'm sure you can guess what about. He would make fun of me at lunch for eating, or sometimes he'd even take my food and tell me I didn't need it. I thought maybe eating in the classroom during lunch would help, but the teacher almost never stayed in there so he'd find me and still do it.

"I tried to eat outside one day farther away from the school, but him and his friends followed me out there and surrounded the table I was at so I couldn't leave. I didn't know what they were gonna do, so I kinda just froze and let them harass me."

"What'd they do?" He was running his fingers through your hair and massaging your scalp, which he knew would calm you down.

"They took my lunchbox. They dumped everything out of the packaging and stepped on it so I couldn't eat it. They were assholes about it and kept calling me names." You took a deep breath and swallowed the spit in your mouth.

"Is that why you didn't want to eat in front of me?"

You nodded. "You're the first person I've eaten a whole meal in front of since then."

"Not even your family?"

"What, like they're any nicer?"

"Jesus. I wish I'd been there that day Jason did that."

"One of my friends at the time stopped them. He offered to buy me another lunch but I said no. I guarantee they only stopped because it was another guy that stepped in."

Eddie hugged you tightly, leaning his head down to kiss you.

"I'm sorry that happened. You didn't deserve that. Nobody deserves that."

"I've learned to just avoid him."

"Well, if he starts bothering you again, you come to me, okay? He already thinks I'm a freak, he doesn't phase me."

"Thank you."

You both turned back to the movie, watching what was left of it. About fifteen minutes later when he noticed you were asleep, he covered you up with his blanket and watched you for a few minutes.

He smiled to himself, thinking how lucky he got to find you.

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steddieonmywaywardson · 7 months ago

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The Ghost (1990 movie) au nobody asked for!

“Argh! What the fuck? You’re here?” She shrieks. Before Steve can answer, she shakes her head as she begins to pace back and forth in front of the couch. “No. No. You’re not. You’re not here at all,” she babbles. “This was bound to happen. Overactive imagination. That’s what they all say. I’ve been watching too many movies. Concentrating too much on my script. It’s starting to bleed into real life and you’re just a figment of my imagination because I’m tired. Yup. That’s it,”

“I need your help Robin. I-“

“My help?” She laughs mirthlessly. “Oh no. No, no, no,” she’s shaking her head again. “I’m no help to anyone. I need to cut my hours at the video store…and I need to give the writing a break. Maybe go back home to Indiana. That sounds good right now…”

“I’m not a figment of your imagination,” Steve replies gently. He’s been so caught up in the fact that he’s finally found someone who can hear him, he’s forgotten how terrifying it must be for Robin. “I really wish it didn’t have to be this way, trust me, but you’re the first person since I died that’s been able to hear me,”

“Since you died?” Robin blinks. She’s still shaking her head in disbelief. “I can talk to dead people. Like some weird superpower or something…I couldn’t write this shit if I tried…” she slumps down on the couch and puts her head in her hands.

“You’re a writer?” Steve asks.

“Trying to be,” Robin replies, looking up. “Between taking shifts at a video store and an ice cream place to make ends meet,” she sighs. “And now I’m talking to you, as if I wasn’t having a mental breakdown right now. Who are you anyway?”

“My name’s Steve Harrington-“

“Uh huh. Do I know you or something? I don’t remember any Steve Harringtons…” she thinks for a moment. “Wait, were you the guy in my media class? The one who was always leaving his muffin crumbs all over the classroom floor?”

“No. I’m…well, I was a banker. Working near Tribeca-“ Steve answers.

“A banker?” Robin says incredulously. She rolls her eyes. “Why the hell would I make that up? I know nothing about banking!”

It’s obvious they’re getting nowhere but Steve needs to do this. He needs her to hear him so he can save Eddie from Jason.

“I’ll prove to you I’m real! Do you have last week’s newspaper?”

Robin narrows her eyes at him but she dutifully stands up and disappears into the small kitchen. A few moments later, she comes back with a crumpled newspaper, obviously rescued from the garbage. She sits back down and throws the paper onto the coffee table in front of her.

“Turn to page fifteen,” Steve says.

“Can’t believe I’m doing this…” She mutters to herself as she unfolds the newspaper and rifles through it until she reaches the right page.

“Left column, near the bottom,” Steve instructs.

He watches as Robin’s eyes dart across the page and stop when she reaches the article. Her eyes widen.

“Ok so….that doesn’t prove you’re real,” she says after a minute or two. “If anything, it proves my overtired theory. I clearly read about you and now my subconscious is manifesting you,” she explains. “Yeah, I took psychology in college,”

“Please Robin,” Steve says desperately. “I know this is a really shitty situation, OK? I’m dead. I was murdered actually and I’ve been taken away from the love of my life and it just so happens you’re the only person I know of that can hear me. Do I wish it was different? Fuck yeah I do. If I have to…be dead, then why can’t it be my boyfriend who hears me y’know?”

“Your boyfriend?” Robin suddenly looks interested. “You’re gay?”

“Yeah but-“

“Huh.” Robin replies. She opens her mouth as if there’s going to be more, but shakes her head again. “So…why do you need my help?”

#steve harrington #robin buckley #stobin #platonic stobin #stobin brotp #tw death #tw murder #my writing #stranger things

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ymaohoh · 10 months ago

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Eddissy smut headcanons?

YES 'NONNY, LET'S GO

(Rated M)

(a lot of these have been influenced by the fanfiction honestly)

Eddie and Chrissy are on it like a car bonnet. That's to say, they are big into PDA and physical affection. They both crave the intimacy sex brings just as much as the pleasurable side of it. It makes them feel wanted, needed, like they are home.

I personally think Eddie and Chrissy are virgins when we meet them in season 4. Chrissy's probably done some PG stuff with Jason but it's nothing to write home about. Eddie's felt someone up at a gig but again nothing fancy.

They get to the physical stuff pretty quickly in their relationship. They aren't a slow-burn romance, more like a 'i need to see you naked now' sort of thing. They're both nervous about their first time but when it happens it just feels really natural and right (they have sex like 3 times that night).

It's a given at this point in the fandom, but Eddie loves going down on Chrissy. It's his favourite thing to do (and he likes it when Chrissy tugs on his hair to show him exactly what she wants). I can also see him enjoying role play (no duh).

Chrissy likes going on top so she can press her chest against his and ride him. She likes the contact and being able to hear Eddie whisper dirty things in her ear (he's really good at it). It's also pretty great to have that element of control (it's the same when she gives him a blowjob - she enjoys the reactions she inspires).

They are very open about trying new things. Eddie finds he doesn't really have a limit, so sometimes waits for Chrissy to initiate stuff. The last thing he wants is for Chrissy to do something just because he wants it, especially as Chrissy is such a people-pleaser.

(but he LOVES it when Chrissy does ask. He makes her ask for whatever it is out loud and it's music to his fucking ears hearing her speak dirty)

They're vocal. Very vocal. Poor Wayne has to buy earplugs. They especially like saying each other's names - Oh Chrissy - Oh Eddie - because it gets them off.

They have sex a lot. Chrissy is surprised to learn that most her peers don't have sex every single day (sometimes more) because - wth? - it's like a craving for them.

They have sex everywhere - trailer, her home, shower, bedroom, van, lake house, school locker room, backstage at the Hideout. They're animals, ok? (and thankfully Chrissy goes on the Pill after Eddie forgot protection once and they did it anyway - silly kids).

Eddie is the KING of aftercare and the biggest cuddler afterwards. He loves taking care of Chrissy and resting his head on her chest so he can hear her heartbeat. Chrissy gets really sleepy after and lazily combs his hair with her fingers.

#hellcheer #edssy #eddissy #hellcheer headcanons #eddissy headcannons #chrissy cunningham #eddie munson #chrissy cunningham x eddie munson #chrissy x eddie

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agirlwholovesrockstars · 10 months ago

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𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑 𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖓𝖊𝖜

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓕𝓲𝓿𝓮

"𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦"

彡 𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 彡

✦ 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 ✦

𝕾𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞 : in the midst of the possible destruction of your kingdom, you listen to your heart and what it wants before it's too late

𝖂𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝕮𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙 : I just hope it'll satisfy you on the right amount 🙏🏻

𝖂𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 : 18+ MDNI‼️Knight!Eddie Munson x Princess!FEM! reader, language, use of y/n, SMUT‼️, unprotected sex, p in v penetration, soft sex, aftercare, slight self-doubt, realizations, big reveal?!? 👀, mentions of brothel, forbbiden love, lost prince, d3ath, reports of missing people, reader and Eddie are both (21), Henry and Jason won't be in this part but they'll be back on the next chapter but still their names will be mentioned!, Enzo, Wayne, Dmitri, Gareth and Jeff reappearance!

𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝕰𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖙 : set in 17th century, dark fantasy, romance, upside down exists, fluff and smut but there will still be angst to this at some points but y'all don't worry because the angst is lighter on this! 🙏🏻

𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖊 𝕿𝖔 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 : I'm so very sorry that I took this long to write the next part because I'm making this perfectly written! I take time to think carefully of what I'm going to do on the next chapter, I'm a college student and also working and I have many personal endeavors, so, I hope y'all understand! 🥺🫶🏻

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗 𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖊 : 2 more chapters left to go! OMG, I am not ready for this to be over! but I'm glad y'all like this universe that I created with my mind and so very grateful to anyone who joining in to my world! 😭❣️

"Eddie!"

"What?"

You're in the pavilion far from anyone who can see the both of you together

You're reading a fantasy book while Eddie is hugging behind you, he moved your hair on the other side to seal kisses on your neck

"It tickles!" You reason with him

He chuckles as he tightens his embrace to you as he nuzzles in aggressively on the crook of your neck causing you to laugh heartedness

You bring yourself to face him as you smile so brightly and he leans down forward to capture your lips for a kiss, you yelped but your eyes softens to his actions

You kiss him back as he holds you closer by the waist

When he pulls back "I'll never get tired of doing that to you all the time" he grins

You bite down on your bottom lips "I feel the same way"

Your smile falters a bit when you remembered that you're going to see Henry

You've been avoiding him like the plague, even after his invitation after the ballroom few days ago, no one knows that's also the same night you kissed Eddie for the first time

You only agree to his invitation when it's about priorities of your people needs or anything that it's related in your kingdom

You're sure enough that you want Eddie

If you say the words now, it feels too soon and a little fast

You just gonna have sometime to really think about it carefully

"Hey, you ok?" He asks softly, immediately holds your cheek and raises it up to make you look at his gaze

You smile sadly as you shake your head as you reached to his hand to where he holds your cheek "I just....I-I just wished we could do this all time without being scared about anyone seeing us"

"Yeah, I wanted that too"

"You do?"

"More than anything, Y/N"

The smile he always wants to see came back on your lips as you hug him and listen to his heartbeat

He tilt his head down as he rests his cheek on top of your head as he pulls you close to his chest

"Your heart beats so fast, Ed's"

He chuckles "It's because I'm with you, sweetheart" he pulled back to kiss your forehead and he tap your nose with his finger, his other arm remained around you

You giggle "Me too"

You both stayed like that for a moment as both of your minds at the same time thinking about everything

Eddie didn't care if you don't have each other in the end, he'll never leave you all alone, he knows you have so many things to dealt with

You already got a lot going on your plate, he doesn't want to be a burden, so, he set his thoughts and feelings aside

He is so willingly to wait for you

He doesn't care how long it takes, he'll wait for you

You wanted to speak about the important information about him so badly

It's like every piece of you is deteriorating every time you're not telling him anything

You feel guilty for keeping it

You don't know why there is something is telling you "not now" when you're about to tell him

You gotta find a way to make up for everything

You can't leave him hanging like this, you just can't do that to him, you'll never forgive yourself if you hurt him because of you

"Later?" You pulled back and so does he as he looks at you, he kissed your cheek

Before he could stand back, you hold his jaw as you plant a soft but yet promising kiss to his lips, it surprises him

"You know where to find me"

You nod as you held his hand as you both laced them together but slowly letting go as you walk away slowly

He smiles as you walk backwards with your book that you ignored close to your chest

The moment you're out of his sight of frame, he sighs sadly

God, he's so attached to you, he couldn't even understand how but his heart really tells speaks for you

He must find a way to get things done

So, that no more unsure thoughts and unspoken words that it will lead him to assume everything

Nothing will ever come out good when you're with Jason, you start marching out of the room and headed to your chambers

Henry, specifically asked you to see him

Not him

It's maddening, really, you have no clue about the missing cases that happening lately

What are they keeping from you?

You seriously need to know all about it before they could make you feel stupid again

You know they did it on purpose to make you feel like that but this time

You won't let them

From your deep thoughts something else caught your eye

A short cream paper is laying beside your hairbrush, you squint at it

You look around as you unfold the piece of paper

"Two childhood royalties are stitched together since the minute they're both born, but different paths crossed as they lost the thread with one another, will they find themselves before the time ends?"

The familiar handwrite, is it Wayne? You gasped

You tried to let him out but he wouldn't let you because it's too late for you to do it at that time

It feels like he already knows about Eddie, Enzo might've been mentioned about him

Eddie did mention to you that Enzo came to him as they look for you

Wayne always does this when you we're both kids, playing which one who'll find him first

He always give notes that there's no way or even indication that says that'll lead you both to him

You....just....both...know it

Your eyes welled up in tears when you finally getting the reunion that you always wanted

It's time for him to know it

"I don't even know what we're doing but I'm game for it" Enzo says as he folds the cream paper into by 4 as he cuts it using a paper knife

"She already read the first one"

"How do you know?"

"I can feel it....in my belly" he used the quill to point at his stomach

Enzo snorts as he shooks his head "I believe in you, man, glad to have you back"

Wayne looks hesitant to ask but he goes with it "What does he look like?"

"Who- oh- Eddie"

He nods as his eyes twinkle to Enzo's words

"He grew up like a great man he is, I don't even recognize him- he is an amazing kid, Wayne"

"Does he mentioned something about me?"

"That's the thing"

"What thing?!?"

"He doesn't even remember about anyone or himself"

"Even Y/N?"

"I don't know the answer to that, but, Gareth and Jeff told me that they met Y/N when she escaped from Jason's guards, they even mentioned that they're going to kill her and marriage-"

"Arrangement"

"Yes"

"So, he doesn't remember anything at all? he's only a teenager when they took him from me"

Enzo shrugs as he collects all of the cream paper and placed it on the table where Wayne is sitting

"I'm afraid, so, but the boys told me that Eddie always tries to remember his lost memory, the only thing that he can recall like really vividly? It's a young girl and he believes that he has a family member"

"Oh god" he crumples the scratch paper in anger

"I'm sure he's with Y/N, he is in good hands" Enzo reassures him as he gives an sympathetic smile

"I hope so, man, god- I hope so" Wayne laced his hands together in front of him as he leans down, shutting his eyes, as he prays for his boy

The most unforgivable that Wayne couldn't face is that he lost his dear nephew

Because of him, they taken him away from him, he hates himself because of his lousy parenting

He blames himself, he swore that he is just there and after a couple of seconds, he disappeared out of the blue

He knows that he is not perfect and he tries his best to be the parent that Eddie deserves to have

The screams and the cry for help from his nephew voice, it destroyed him, he searched far and wide to look for him

Until he has no choice but to look him for you, he grew hopeless when he couldn't do anything to help you that night

He lost his boy

He lost his dear girl, who he treats like his own daughter

It annoyed him when he couldn't figure out who is the cause of everything, who took Eddie?, why suddenly he couldn't remember who he was?!

Who is the culprit?

Who is the source of this madness?

This place was once a spectacle kingdom until it looses it's own life

When Jim goes missing, it's like a domino, everything falls one by one

He's got to have this reunion even just a glimpse or a minute to make himself full once again

To make him believe that there's still life that's left

It just needs a spark to make it alive

That's hope

"You got so drunk that you fell of the chair!"

"No- I did not!"

"Uh, yes, you do!"

Jeff continues to tease Gareth with each other as their mindless friend zoned out as he leans backward on the sofa close at the window

"I'm not dealing with your, bullshit, Jeff!" Gareth picks up his cloak as he exits the room while chuckling Jeff is left behind and about to follow him until he notices his friend

"Eddie?"

"Uh, yeah?" He straightens himself up to look at Jeff

"You good?"

"I'm-"

"Don't lie to me"

Eddie huffs but a smile tugs to his lips

"Just say what you feel about her, man"

"I-I don't know- she's-"

"What? A princess? That's what's stopping you? Do you think she cares for what she is?!?"

He sighs as he leans forward with his hands together "No, she's not, it's just that.... isn't it too selfish to get what I want when all of this chaos is happening at her life now?"

Jeff nods "What if, you'll make it better and easier for her when you say what you truly feel? Like right now, do it!"

He runs his palms through his face as his friend's words are making a point

It is indeed making a huge point

"And also, don't you ever thought about that maybe-"

"She's the mystery girl?"

"Yeah!"

"Get out of here!" He attempts to kick him but Jeff moves aside as he laughs

"Ah- I told you don't lie to me, I always remember that trait from you, if you feel your guts right, it's always right"

"Yeah"

"Y/N, trust you, Eddie, I mean- that girl has balls but when she trust someone like really every inch of you that she's counting on you? She's the real deal, man"

Eddie nods as he smiles gratefully to his friend as he watches him grab his cloak as well

"We're going out for a drink and also dinner"

"Delightful"

Jeff chuckles to his reply "You know, you're always welcome to join us"

"I think I'll rather stay for tonight"

"Sure, take care" Jeff gave him an encouraging smile as he closes the door behind him

Eddie chortled at Gareth's complaints about why Jeff is taking so long

He tossed and turn at the bed as he sits up and watches and listens at the cackles of burning sounds at the fireplace

He flopped back down at the bed as he groans about his mind, body, heart, is occupied of you

He read some books earlier before to clear his mind but nothing seems to turn it off

He removes himself off the blanket, he is now sitting on the edge of the bed

He wonders, if you think about him right now, you told him that you're going to see him later

It's always late at night where you could get together since everyone is asleep and you can sneak in to see each other

But, what if once this all over

What he'll do after?!?

He can't go home without you

Not only he wants you, he needs you

What he would be without you?

Can he survive?

Will you feel safe and sound without his arms around you?

He clicks his tongue as he goes back at the bed laying down on it again like it was minutes ago

You can't fall asleep too

You want to see him again, you told him truthfully that you will see him again

But, Henry forbid you to go out at night since they can't find the people who escaped from the upside down

He told it was dangerous for you to even go outside of your room when you're literally inside of your palace

If someone goes to your mind right now, they'll flee immediately at how your mind runs in the hills of how many you've been thinking throughout the day

Your whole body system is longing for him

You breathe deeply as your heart won't stop screaming for him

You've been twiddling with your thumbs, if you should see him at this hour

You're debating, if he's fast asleep or not

You also wonder if he thinks about you like this

God, you hate this, your face grimaced at it

You had fucking enough of it

You deserve to feel this, it's rare to feel something like this in your life

You remove yourself off the blanket, you reached for your robe and went at your vanity, you grab your hairbrush and spritz perfume on your pulse points

You checked yourself once in the mirror

You smile to yourself, you're not second guessing yourself anymore

As you quietly open your bedroom door

It's a chilly evening, walking towards your secret sanctuary room with barefeet

You take a one last breath as you turn the doorknob as you walked inside

Eddie heard the door clicked open as he sits up fast as he awaits someone at the door, he gasped when his eyes laid on you

He couldn't believe it that you're here

You've done both nights together

But this is far beyond different than those nights that happened

As you closed the door and locked it, you both didn't speak as you remained your eyes at him as you walk closer to him

His breath hitches when you started untying the knot from your robe as you let it fall on the carpeted floor

Your white nightgown is see-through and the neckline is deliciously falling onto the sides as you reached for it to place it back on to your shoulder

He can see the contours of your breasts and your waist

He watches you as you climb on top of him, he swallows nervously as you position yourself

Your nightgown feels so soft and so heavenly fitting to you as his eyes grows heavy at the sight of you

The moment you start reaching at the hem of your nightgown, he fumbles at the blanket and his bottom slacks

You stand up as you slowly sink down at him, he couldn't help but to hold your bare hips while you still holding your ruffled nightgown

He's so big and thick that you whimpered as he groans at how you take him

You hiss at it and the pain and the intrusion that you're feeling as your sopping cunt eating him inch by inch

As you finally sanked down at him all in, you both moaned

You finally let go of the riled up nightgown as you bit your lip at the pleasurable adjustment

You start bouncing on his cock at a slow pace, he grunts as he pulls you close, you gasped when he gives a heated kiss

He taps on your legs signaling you as he moved forward giving you space making you whine as you felt him inside of you as you wrap your legs around him, your throw head back at the sensation

Your eyes are squeezed shut as you ride him, your nightgown fell of your shoulder as Eddie hands goes under your nightgown as it goes all over your body

Touching your waist, kneading at your breasts as he smears love kisses at your collarbones and neck

He holds you close as he bucks his hips as your pace starts to go faster and faster

You moan at his ear as you grind against him

He gasps in shock when he shoots his seeds inside of you, he panicked, you shut him off with a kiss

A lazily smile is sitting on your lips when you also cum with him as well at the same time

He sighs of relief as he continues to fill you up with his load, you hummed in satisfaction

His eyes grew hungrier and he's more confident to hold you tighter by the waist as he pins you down on the bed

You got startled as you giggle as he smiles down at you admiring your pretty face as he runs the sides of his fingertips on your cheek

You placed your fingertips on your lips as he notices it

You licked your lips together as you smile naughtily, he grins as he dives down to kiss you like you both wanted

The way you can feel his lips moving onto yours is such a blissful feeling, it's like the perfect mold together, your lips we're made for each other

He got you distracted by the sweet kiss as you can feel him sheathing his cock inside of you

The kiss is cut off as you begin to withering beneath him, he smirks as he kisses your jawline

He reaches the end of your nightgown as he looks at you for permission, you nod, as he takes it all off leaving you naked on display for him only him

Your long locks of hair are completely disheveled as you both start to pant and building up sweat on both bodies

You remove his blouse as he helps you to take it all off

Even you're absolutely enjoying of how he takes care of you while loving you like this

You smile sheepishly as you both naked together for the first time, he is so god-like with his biceps appearing as he held you to love you like this

He holds your hips as he pounds at you mercilessly, your face contorts in pleasure as you gripping the sheets

Oh, he is so cloud nine at how your cunt swallows him whole at how wet you are that he can easily slide in and out of you

The arousal and your juices are squelching as your bodies making slapping sounds

Your mouth is covered behind your hand as you move your head aside

You're an fucking angel beneath him, not even an angel, a goddamn princess

You thought only his undeniable good looks and charm can make you turn on but when you saw his tattoos completely uncovered for the first time makes your head spin even more

He takes off the hand from your mouth as you couldn't close your mouth hanging open without any sounds that's coming out of it

He intertwines both of your hands as he rolls his hips as he goes deeper and deeper inside of you

Making you realize the spots that he's reaching won't let you stop from moaning

It became a higher pitch when he laced your fingers tighter as he slip on and off at you at a brutal pace

Gosh, he is relentless and ruthless, the way he moves at your velvety walls is making your head spun as you start to clench around him

Your breasts are jiggling as he kisses you sloppily yet so lustfully as he grabs your breasts as you throw your arms around him making him rest at the crook of your neck

He thrust once more as you screamed harder, you're both breathing heavily when he gave you another best orgasm of your life

Your body jerked up as he pulls back to look at you, he smiles as he leans down to kiss you again

You both looked at each other while having a silly fit of giggles

He carefully pulls out of you as you winced, he covers your body with a blanket, he takes a sanitized cloth as he cleans you up

The midnight is so peaceful and quiet as you looked outside at the window, even just for a moment, you feel contented at this

You blushed at his actions as he purses his lips together in concentration making sure you're clean enough

It's making you emotional too, he really does care for your well-being

He lets you borrow his blouse for the night as he stays in with his slacks as he lays beside you

You rest under his shoulder as you lay your arm on top of his stomach on the side

One of you has to say something, but someone needs to make the first move

"Are you-" you're both in synch as you crack up a laugh

"I'm okay, if that's what you're asking, Ed's" you say with a lingering smile on your face

He nods "It's so unbelievable that you're here right now, Y/N"

"My first and my great experience of an orgasm, really"

"What?"

"Yeah"

"How did you do that, Ed's? I just feel so good"

He became a flustering mess as his cheeks turned red "You're a-also my first, Y/N"

"You're bluffing!" You poke his sides as he chuckles

"No- I am not!" he defends himself

"Well, it's such a long time ago before I even met the guys, I was travelling and I stopped by for a meal and I picked up and learned some info at a brothels before but I didn't do anything at that time"

His words are so honest without anything making you feel mad

"Oh"

"Since it's your first, wait- did you get hurt?!"

"Yes, it hurt but not so much at all"

He kisses the top of your head as he runs his hands at your arms up and down

It went silent for a bit as you ask him again

"Eddie?"

"Hm?"

"Why didn't you get a girl in there?"

He looks back at you "I wasn't looking for it and never did think of it, I don't know why but it doesn't feel right to me like there's always someone that is made just for me, so, I waited"

Oh, don't you just love him even more?!?

"Not even an admiration to someone else before me?"

He chuckles "Y/N, I don't have time for those since I lived at the upside down, did you think that I have time for those kind of stuff?!?"

"No" you whisper

"Besides, even when there's no upside down I'll still wait for the right girl for me"

You don't even notice your tears are now falling from your eyes as he felt it on his chest, you became overwhelmed at his underappreciated wonderfulness

He sits up as you reach at the blanket

"W-What- I'm"

"Don't be sorry, Ed's" you sniffle as you smile with tears on your eyes

"I'm just so unexplainably happy right now" you laugh as you continue to sob

He smiles as he wipes your tears using his thumb as he kiss on your lips and cheeks

Before he can even stop himself, the words fall out from his lips

"Y/N, I can't search for the right words to tell you how I feel"

You gulped as your eyes starts to well up again

"God, it's you, Y/N, you make me feel whole and as I am, I love you"

You're stunned completely, your eyes went through all over his face, his chocolate brown eyes speaks the same thing

Your tears streaming down at your face

"I have loved you from the moment I saved you"

You have no other choice but to kiss him again, he cups your jaw as he kisses you back

You both fall back down as you stare with one another

"I don't wanna fall asleep"

"Why?"

"This might be a dream"

"You think I'll vanish?"

"Yes"

"I won't, Y/N, I would never"

"You won't?"

"I will never make you feel hurt by anything"

He reassures you as he pulls you by his side as his scalp soft massages circling motions helps you fall asleep as you drift away

Eddie smiles to himself and to you as you sleep peacefully, he can feel his eyes tiring as he goes to sleep

He stirs up at airy morning as he starts to search with his hand and when he felt the cold empty bed, he opens his eyes wide as he worries and sits up on the bed

"Woah, woah, calm down- before you can hurt yourself, Eddie!" You reappeared before he can look on the other side

He let out a heavy sigh as he embraces you, you lean down to kiss his shoulder "I'm here" you whisper softly

He notices you're still wearing his blouse with your robe on top of it, he smiles

You pulled back as you kiss him on the cheek, he smiles as you showed him your breakfast tray

"I sneak outside before the sun shines to get it" you shyly said as you flick your hair

He tucks your hair behind your ear as he holds you by the tip of your chin to kiss you on the lips "What a perfect morning" you giggled

"I was there by the window, I didn't want to wake you and I also don't wanna eat alone, so, I waited for you" you shrug as you scrunch your face with a dazzling smile

He caresses your cheek with his thumb as he looks deep into your eyes, your gaze softens

You both eat together on the small table near at the window as you share the same teacup, it's bacon, scrambled eggs, toast and bowl of strawberries and blueberries with cream on the side

You never eaten any food with such happiness, he feels the exact same way

It's the same giddy feeling that you felt when you had your first meal with him

When that's done, you don't wanna leave just yet, so, you both get cuddle up by the fireplace on the sofa

As you lay on top of him while wraps his arms around behind you

"Are you gonna keep my blouse so I'll stay naked?" His tone sparks mischief

"Maybe" you tease him

He tickles your sides as you protest "Stop!"

"You're so pretty, my pretty princess" he whispers to your ear as he makes loud kiss noises on your shoulder and your cheek

Your eyes flashes with sadness not because you're with him, it's because he still didn't know after all this time, not even realizing it

You peel yourself off of him as his smile never left on his lips

You blink too many times for not turning up the waters on your eyes as you smile at him

You graze your fingers on his long bangs as your eyes halted at the familiar scar on his forehead

You pursed your lips together as you flush down on him, he chuckles slightly

You bring yourself to face him again

"Eddie, I wanna tell something about you"

His demeanor became focused on you, his eyes are so comforting and safe as he sits up properly and holds both of your hands

Your eyes flit back on his scar and back to him

"There's this young boy that I grew up with, he is so kind, thoughtful, courageous, wise beyond his age, my nemesis at swords fight" you chuckle lightly at that as he listens carefully

"Most importantly, he's the only boy that has a heart like no other, so selfless and a gentleman, we didn't talk much because he's building himself to become a well respected lord on his place" you paused as his forehead creased at your story

"But everytime he came to visit, even just for a while, I didn't forget those moments of how beautiful his characteristics are and he treats me like the way that princess needs to be treated, it's also the very first time that I ever felt like a princess" your eyes shines with so much loveliness

You scoot closer to him, you didn't miss the way his eyes are suddenly are covered by a cloud as his mood changed

"I didn't courted anyone, even my suitors, I am displeased with all of them because I have found my prince"

His eyes snapped back at you as his eyes pleads for you

"It's you, Eddie, you're my prince, you're that boy that I grew up with" your voice cracks as you couldn't stop holding back your tears anymore

As his eyes are rimmed with tears as he lets them fall in front of you, he is appalled, his eyes searches on your face to find more answers and the fact you chose him

He felt his heart jumped out of his body

He laughs in belief slightly "So, it was you all along?! I was right?!"

"You knew?!"

"My vision is not so clear but I was certain that it's a young girl and I know that I still have a-"

"Uncle"

"What?"

"Uncle Wayne, he's friends with my father, trusted advisor"

"I have an uncle?!" he saids so happily as he falters again quite a bit

"Where is he?"

"Eddie, I tried to help and get him out but I was running out of time, I was in the dungeon"

He squeezes your hands as he realized something again the other day "I-I saw him"

"You did?"

"Briefly, no wonder why my heart tugs for him, it's immediate connection that I felt once I saw him that's when I was out looking for you but I hid since you're with Henry at that time"

"Oh"

"I'm a prince?!"

"Yes, you are, Eddie, I know Wayne couldn't forgive himself for what happened, god, someone took you from him, Eddie, I was so heartbroken"

"You are?"

"Of course, you're the only one that I ever loved since the beginning, I didn't realized it at that time but when we reunited again and my memories flooded back to me after the accident, the feelings never faded it's still there"

"The scar?" He lets go one of his hand on you, as he reaches it to touch it

You chuckled at the memory "We we're 14 at that time, you're going to give me this unique but delicate flower but it's hanging from a tree, which is so high, you climb it nicely, the thing is that you succeed taking it but you tripped and fell over and hurt yourself on the branch and hit your forehead first, you we're bleeding and-"

"you scolded me for being careless but still you aided me after the incident" he laughs as your eyes go big

You gasp in shock "Yeah, that's what happened!" You giggled

"Wayne is mad at you that he forbids you to talk to me for a whole day!"

"With a freaking bandage on my forehead" he pauses and even him surprised that he can say what happens next with him trying to guess

"And whenever I walked down the halls, my eyes are always glue to you" he adds and you nodded at him aggressively

"The only interaction that I can give was just a small wave" you tried to reenacted at the old memory as you both burst into laughter

When your both of your laughter's died down "It's the odd sense of comfort, Ed's, it feels so natural whenever I'm with you"

He exhales as he tilts his head at the side as he kisses you lovingly, you cup his cheeks as you both kiss each other, you mewl and his hands goes under your robe and his blouse

Knowing that you're naked underneath

He holds your waist as you start moaning into his mouth as he smirks when his fingers runs through your dripping cunt, you gasp at the action, he pushes his index finger inside as you look down and position yourself, he grunts at his fingers that you're clenching on him

He pushes another finger inside, you support yourself by placing your hands on his shoulders, he slides in and out and his finger reaches that soft spongey spot that making your head fall back as he fingerfucks you

He removes the knot from your robe, as he dives into your chest, you moan and tug at his hair

He curls his fingers up once more and he starts scissoring you, you start grinding against his finger as you pull him closer to you

You slapped your mouth in a cry of pleasure as you release and squirted on his fingers, you breathe heavily as you flash him a lopsided smile

Pride swells on his chest, proud that he's the only one and first to see you fall apart for him, he's so lucky he got to hear those noises and unholiest sounds that you make

As your legs tremble as you calm down from your high, your eyes widen when he licked his fingers cleaned off that once inside of you, he hums at your sweetness

"Lovely dessert" he makes his classic antics

You chortled as you push him playfully by the chest "Eddie!"

You look at the window, you notice is getting noon already, you really don't want to leave

"I should depart now"

He frowns but you needed to go back before they found out that you're missing again

You stood up as you reached out to grab your discarded nightgown but you're undressing behind him

"Can I watch?"

You craned your neck to look at him, you smile "Yes"

You turn around at him, standing in front of him as you move closer as you start removing your robe first and took off his blouse and gave it to him

You appear naked again for him at the third time

Wow, you're literally out of this world

The way his eyes rakes all over your body, it's not disrespectful, but he's taking you in and drinking you in admiringly with a sign of contentment on his eyes

He grumbles making you jumped at his action as he pounce at you after you're done putting on your nightgown making you both fell down on the bed

You laugh as he kisses you all over again

He helped you sit up on the edge of the bed as he picked up your robe on the carpeted floor, he helps you to get on it as you muttered a small thank you as he dresses himself as well

"Eddie"

"Yeah?"

"Be careful"

Small words yet holds a deeper meaning judging by your tone

Eddie looks at you waiting for you to elaborate as you let out a defeated sigh

"It's Henry-"

"Did he hurt you?!"

"No, no, but- I think he might be"

Before Eddie can angrily reply, you dismissively wave your hand at him

"Eddie, he's-" you shut your eyes for a second as you couldn't recognize your small voice

"I don't think he's a human"

He furrows his brows as his eyes looked directly at you "What do you mean?"

He felt that you flinched slightly as you try to remember the memory, he holds you close

"I-I'm sorry, I- he- he almost killed Jason some nights ago, knocking him unconscious he has this force just by using his hands, it's so powerful" you start shaking and Eddie notices it as he held you it calmed you down

"I don't want to lose you again, Eddie" you hug him again as he smiles down at you

"You believe me? don't you?"

"Yes, I do, Y/N, with upside down existing and those monsters? I mean- anything that is unlikely to be real can be real at this rate"

You nodded at his words, he's right, anything is possible since upside down happened

"I fear they might be hiding something else from me"

Eddie nose flares in anger as he remained his arms around you

"I think so too"

Your eyebrows quirk in interest as you await for him to reply

"Remember when they inspected the house in the upside down? Jason, he always throws this words to me that I can tell that he has a secret"

"A deep dark secret"

He nods "Don't you think they're the main reason?"

"Of what?"

"Why everyone suddenly disappeared with no explanation?"

"They might be, but we're not sure of it too, since we don't have evidence"

You scoff "They're number one suspect on my list"

Before he can reply, Jeff and Gareth are banging at the door, you jumped at the sound as you quickly swing the door open as you unlock it

"Hey, Eddie-"

Jeff darts his eyes to you and to Eddie

"Oh" Jeff looks at you from up and down as he enters inside

He saw the messed up bed

You covered up your face in embarrassment as you giggled

"Oh" his eyes are glint with a knowing look as Eddie rolled his eyes at him

Meanwhile, Gareth's mood is a total wreck as he keeps on waiting to get in

But he saw you and Eddie as he went in, he uses his foot to close the door behind him

Somehow, the presence of you, his attitude changed

"Good day, Y/N"

"You too, Gareth" you're surprised to his genuine greet to you

Jeff tears his eyes away from you and Gareth as he gave Eddie the same cream paper

"Someone slip this note under our pint last night"

"Beware, beware, there's a traitor on the loose, the two young lovers can they make their way to peace, justice and harmony once again? Could they be with their friends and family like it was before? Hope and Faith is the only way to survive, be strong, young ones"

Eddie reads it carefully as he thinks, why does suddenly felt that this note is written by his Uncle?

You noticed the cream paper as you reached for it, Eddie gave it you

The moment you finished reading it your face is horrified

"Dmitri" you say plainly but you're also confused

Why is Wayne giving you a warning to a person that your father trusted so much?

"What?" Gareth comes closer to where you all circled around together

"I also received a note like this too, just recently, I think Wayne is giving hints to where to find them him and Enzo"

"From what I know is that Enzo, Wayne and Dmitri are the only ones that are very close to my father, I just don't get it why all of the people? Why Dmitri? It's seems too impossible since I can't even imagine how Dmitri will betray us"

"Maybe he snitched on you, Y/N, or they find out something about him" Jeff spoke as he turns to look at Eddie who light up at the recovering memory

"Listen up" Eddie clasps his hands together as he smiles cheesily

You, Jeff and Gareth looked at him in anticipation

"I think I know where to find them"

#Spotify #eddie munson #stranger things 4 #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie x fem!reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson series #eddie munson supremacy #eddie munson smut #agirlwholovesrockstarsfics

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eddiemunsons-stuff · 7 months ago

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Lovesick

A/n sorry guys this is my first time writing anything like this so if I suck, l'm sorry :)

Background

Victoria 18 yrs old Steve's younger sister Parents aren't really in the picture so you and Steve have a place.

<3 word count 1k

September 18 Wednesday

You woke up to the sound of your blaring alarm clock as you grunt and reach over to turn it off. You lazily get out of bed as you go to pick out an outfit. You find a pair of ripped black jeans with a oversized Metallica shirt. You pack all your homework into your backpack, do your makeup, use the bathroom and brush your teeth as you rush downstairs to smell the sweet aroma of bacon and eggs sizzling on the stove as Steve looks over and smiles.

"Good morning sleepyhead" Steve sings

"Good morning mother Steve" you chuckle

You sit down at the table as you scarf down the food that Steve gave you. " is eddie dropping you off?" he asks. " yes. like every other day." "ok have fun love birds" he says as a horn honks, coming from the white van now outside your house. Eddie and you have been best friends since forever. You did everything together from sleepovers, to shopping, to passing notes in class.

Everybody thought you two were dating but you guys had always thought that was silly. Or so you thought.

Eddie's Pov

She looked so beautiful with her shoulder length dirty blonde hair, in her Metallica shirt, ripped black jeans, doc martins, and little accents of jewelry as she slung her backpack over her should and jumped in the car.

"woah slow down!" eddie said " sorry how late will we be?" Victoria asked. "only 5 minutes" eddie said. she chuckled and her nose scrunched like always, it was the cutest thing i'd ever seen, if only she knew how I felt about her.

Victorias Pov

"thanks" you said jumping out of the car. "anytime princess" eddie said intertwining his hand in yours. you didn't know why but it had given you butterflies, how weird was that. a paper ball had been thrown at eddie's head cutting you from ur thoughts. "hey freak" jason sneered with the other jocks. you just rolled you eyes and lead eddie inside.

"ughhh" you grunt realizing you have math, "what's wrong sweet heart" eddie asked "math" you say. but there it was again! the butterflies, what was happening? " well come on, i'll walk you there" "ok" you reply, as you arrive Eddie asks, "lunch at our spot?" "of course" you reply as you kiss his cheek.

"Heyyy!" Says a familiar voice behind you that makes you turn around. You met face to face with one of your favorite people, Robin. You'd been friends since the first day of kindergarten and had instantly clicked.

It was your first day of kindergarten as your mom walked you up to the classroom. You were super nervous that nobody would like you. Your mom pulled you into the room as you dragged your feet along.

"Hi! You must be Victoria! I'm Miss Rose! We are so excited to have you, you can put you backpack over by the cubbies and we've started working on our name tags to introduce ourselves!"

You put your backpack in an empty cubby as your mom started talking with the teacher. You chose to sit next to a strawberry blonde haired girl dressed in a pink shirt, white frilly skirt and sparkly pick high heels, and a brown haired boy with a plain blue shirt and khaki pants. Suddenly the girl starts speaking to you. "Hi! What's your name? I'm robin! Are you excited for school? I've never been so i'm a bit nervous but excited! Do you want help with your name tag? I think we also have to make another for our cubby. Oh, sorry for rambling i'm just really excited!

You were taken aback by all the information you were just given but happy that you could have a friend. You knew you guys would click instantly after her speaking. "Your ok, l'm Victoria, nice to meet you.

Let's make those name tags you were talking about!"

A hand waved in your face bringing you back to the present. "Hey, you ok?" asked Robin

"Oh ya sorry i'm fine. What were you saying?"

You replied. "I was saying that we have to hang out sometime cause we haven't for FOREVERRRR. Eddie's always stealing you away from me!" She says smirking at the end, you don't know why but she's always thought you 2 should be more than best friends.

"Oh ya that would be so fun! Also stop with the Eddie and me, never gonna happen."

"Sure, we all see the way he looks at you, like your the sun,moon, and stars all in one."

"Ok ya sure. Anyways catch you later a gotta run to class!"

You barely make it past all your classes, all you could think about was the butterflies you got from Eddie.

There couldn't possibly be anything going on. You couldn't like him, right? That would be weird.

The bell rings dismissing everybody from their classes on the way to lunch. You rush down the halls catching up with Gareth. You had also befriended Gareth the same day as Robin back in kindergarten.

Sitting next to your new friend, Robin, was that boy brown haired boy. You didn't wanna make him feel left out, so you introduced yourself. "Hi, I'm Victoria!

What's your name?" His face lit up, he never thought he was gonna make friends but here, this nice girl started talking to him. "Hi, Im Gareth!" He said with a big smile. And little did they know all the memories the trio would make in the years ahead.

"Hey!" you called to Gareth ahead.

"Hey." he replied back walking together into lunch getting ready to grab their trays to eat.

A/N

Hi guys! I hope that my writing isn't complete crap but here's the first chapter to Lovesick I'm rly excited to write this book bc i love Eddie!

#80s #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie stranger things #stranger things #bf #bsf #best friends #lovers #love #gf

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sabbathbloodysabbeth · 2 years ago

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Ok but I’ve only seen people discuss Steve getting concussions. But can we talk about him knowing when someone has gotten a concussion? Like Eddie fell pretty hard during that one scene what if not only did he survive but he had a concussion. Just imagine Steve forcing him to stay awake, taking care of him the way he wished he was taken care of. Making sure the other had water and medication while he nursed him back to health. Like I’m imagining a scene where the bats do get Eddie but not in a ‘imma bleed out way’ it’s more like scratches. Just imagine Steve pulling Eddie up, who’s head is spinning and help shielding his eyes from the light. Just Steve Harrington taking care of Eddie but also helping Dustin. Who’s house was destroyed in the earthquake. Like ahhh I could go on about this idea. Just imagine Eddie taking care of steve as well. Like they barely know each other but no one would think to check Steve Harrington’s house. Because let’s be honest his image of being a prep is in stone and every one assumes he would be on Jason’s side.

Like I want more content of that. LIKE IMAGINE IF ROBIN HITS HER HEAD TO HARD. She gets a concussion and Steve is literally all over her. Helping her at his and when she isn’t allowed to sleep and her parents want her home he stays up all night talking to her. It gets to the point where he stays the night at the buckleys because the phone bill is so high. Just him driving her everywhere and going over the top. Though Robin loves the attention she makes sure he’s taken care of as well. She makes it clear that he also has a concussion to her parents. They make their own shirts one night writing “concussion Buddies” on it. Yes, I love Steve being taken care of with concussions but I also need more gentle ones where he helps someone with a concussion as a ex athlete who thinks concussions should be taken more serious then what they are by people. Because he’s had them, and now he has problems seeing and hearing. He wouldn’t wish this on anybody.

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steddieislifeohio · 4 months ago

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Steve Harrington's a boy...

Eddie and Chrissy were smoking a joint, it was Chrissy's first time being high, so they were giggling and joking as they passed the joint. they were basically best friends now, and Chrissy had been heartbroken by Jason a month ago. but honestly, she was ok. hanging out with Eddie was like a dream. he was funny, brave, kind, everything Jason wasn't. she was falling in love with him. she couldn't deny it anymore.

Eddie giggled, passing the joint to Chrissy.

"o-okay." he chuckled. "truth or dare?"

Chrissy took the joint, taking a hit and blowing, watching the smoke escape her lips.

"Truth."

"Have you ever been....in love?"

She takes another hit from the joint. "Uh-huh. Jason Carver, Senior year." She rolls her eyes.

Eddie giggles. "ugh. he's such a dick."

Chrissy nods. "yeah. turns out, he's good at pretending to be a good guy." she looks off in the distance. Eddie notices the look on her face. he can't really tell what it is. regret? longing? grief?

"are you still in love with Jason?"

"No."

"why not?"

Chrissy sighs, should he tell him? its terrifying. rejection was her biggest fear, even though she'd never experienced it before. but by what she had heard, it was humiliating, crushing, and devastating. but she wasn't the type of girl to sit and wonder 'what if?' she sighed, took another hit and said:

"I think it's because I found someone a lot better for me. and its crazy. I mean, its someone I never even talked to in school. maybe its because My cheerleader friends would've made fun of me or I wouldn't be 'Prom queen.' but its just a bunch of bullshit. because when I think about it, I should have been hanging out with this guy the whole time. he's so funny. I mean, this summer, I've laughed harder then I've laughed in a really long time.and he's cool. really cool. he can play guitar like I've never heard before."

Eddie holds his face in his hands, touched but upset. He likes Chrissy. just not like that. and now he has to break his best friend's heart.

She looks over and sees him, looking away, looking nervous and sad.

"Eddie? you okay over there?"

He nods.

"y-yeah. fine." *he scoots closer to her, so they are both sitting Criss-cross apple sauce in front of eachother.

"so what do you think?" She asks, and she can't hide the little hint of hope in her voice. maybe Eddie felt the same. maybe they could be a thing.

"I think this guy sounds awesome." he smiles a bit, but its crooked. hes sad and trying to hide it.

"he is. really. a-and what about the girl?"

Eddie takes the joint and hits it before giving it back to Chrissy."I think shes on drugs and not thinking straight." he says as kindly as he can.

"Really, because she's thinking straighter than usual."

Eddie shakes his head and sighs, staring at the ground. so she did like him. great. he hated this for her.

"no. if this girl knew the truth, she'd probably cut off all contact with this guy."

"not true. in no way is that true, Eddie."

Eddie runs a hand through his hair.

"it shook me. to my core, Cris but I like you. but I'm not like your friends, and I'm not like Jason Carver."

"that's why I like you, Eds."

Eddie sighs, and facepalms. she was clueless. but it wasn't her fault. it wasn't anyone's.

"Cris, remember what I said about Mr.s clicks class? about me being obsessed?"

Chrissy nods, her feeling a mixture of hope and confusion.

"it wasn't because I had a crush on you. its because..he wouldn't stop staring at you..."

Chrissy' face scrunches up. "Who?"

Eddie giggles and runs his hands through his messy hair again

"...Steve Harrington. I wanted him to look at me. but he was just so obsessed with you. and your stupid pom-poms...and I didn't get it. because no offense..but you were like every other girl. pretty, popular, a cheerleader. I mean, you didn't even like him! and I would just go home and..*scream* into my pillow. and write the angriest songs...heh."

Chirssy watched as Eddie sat there, a crooked, sad smile on his pretty face.

"okay..but Steve Harrington is a boy...."

Eddie looked up at her, and raised his eyebrows, his brown eyes seeming to explain everything. and she finally understood.

"Holy shit..."

Eddie giggles.

"Holy shit is right." he watches as she takes a long hit from the joint. she looks sad. but...not heartbroken.

"Sorry Cris. but...we're still best friends, right?"

She felt sad. but not crushed. things were not that bad. she didn't feel depressed, though she couldn't say she felt fine. but she felt some peace. relief. in fact, she hoped Eddie ended up with Steve. they were made for each other.

"Its alright eds. thanks for telling me."

He smiles.

"thanks. heh."

"now.." she takes another hit. "we gotta set you up with Steve. We gotta make 'Steddie' a thing!"

#steddie fic #eddie munson and steve harrington #80s

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blood-mocha-latte · 4 months ago

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ok sending ask from my main acct but its ur girl antigonikk…. ur fic and i swear we were infinite….need to know 🩵💋🥰💕🇺🇸💅

fic ask game

my sole, unhinged harringrove fic (thank you love!)

my favorite scene

“That so?” Steve prompts slowly, when Hargrove doesn’t elaborate. He probably shouldn’t play into Hargrove’s palm, knows he doesn’t say anything kind for free and hardly ever charges anything, but, well.

He left his cigarettes back at the reserve trench, he supposes this is the next best thing.

“That’s so.” Hargrove repeats him, eyes still on the shoreline. “You need to be sturdy in water, otherwise it’ll pull you under. You never plant your feet, you’d be swept away.”

this was both the first thing i ever wrote for this beast, and the part i'm probably proudest of lol. it actually wasn't going to be in the Official Posted fic, but i loved it enough to include it in this. i feel like it's my solidification of both characters in a way that's satisfying to include (as a writer at least lmao) in a first chapter

my favorite chapter (if it's a multichapter)

chapter nine! my favorite part of the vietnam war has always been the study of guys Coming Home and what it was like to have no time to readjust to the us. it's about the Healing and Mental Health babes!!

hardest scene to write

He glances up at Steve Harrington again – whose attention is once more on Tommy Hagan – and looks down just as quickly. Takes one deep drag of the smoke before putting it out on his flak jacket.

(Two inches to the left, his mind tells him. Two inches to the left, and smoke and fire on skin. Back in California. Be nice, be simple.

Fuck simple, he tells himself, as viciously as he can.)

He pushes himself off the ground and grabs his tommy gun, arches his back to pop it. He can feel Harrington's eyes on him.

MAKE WAR, NOT LOVE. He reminds himself.

MAKE WAR, NOT LOVE. His helmet supplies.

Do you believe it? Steve Harrington asks, all soft, hoarse vocals and shining skin.

Does it matter?

the entirety of chapter two is like this but OH MY GOD internal reflection is so fucking hard lmao. billy hargrove introspection you will always haunt me <3

favorite character to write in the fic

patrick mckinney my bestie my beloved. basically the entire fic was my excuse to write a love letter to patrick mckinney i won't lie

favorite dynamic to write in the fic

the (possible) munver was sooooo fun... they have a history, they're strange, they're incredibly volatile, they're both assholes, they end tragically and with no satisfaction.

there's actually a sequel from jason's pov but it is. so fucking sad lmao. A Single Snippet, for you???

There’s no happy ending for men like him. Jason doesn’t have to be wise to know that. Stories of men beaten to a pulp, chained by their wrists and ankles, locked to trucks and barrels and tractors and dragged, dead and bleeding, through cheering streets.

But Jason can’t even pretend to care about a happy ending when Eddie Munson smiles wide with dark eyes and curly hair. He can’t bear to pray for forgiveness when the sin he’s committing is so close to the heat of hell that it warms his ice cold heart.

Like the searing of a fiery scythe that slices right through his middle.

why I chose that title

this is written for a friend of mine, and the book perks of being a wallflower is their favorite book :)

a fun fact about the fic

i wrote it in one summer while working double shifts at a hospital lol. i fear you might be able to tell because sis my mind was WACK

#rie answers #thank you for the ask!! i haven't thought of her in So Long #harringrove #munver #i guess?

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shannara810 · 7 months ago

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Characters I don't like in stranger things( some of these characters I dont hate. I just dont like them) I didn't start liking Nancy till season 3, and Jonathan till his funny moments in season 4(still hate his character. But the actor managed to add a sescond thing I liked about him besides being a good brother to Will) Hopper. I love the actor when hes being soft. And good caring dad. But he has these moments that kind of trigger me a little bit. Personal reasons. Hes over all cool. But I'm are constantly reminded, hes an alcoholic cop who yells! Ok I'm going to get hate for this but I'm not a fan of Eleven. She just feels to over hyped and boring to me at this point. I kind of agree with the writers and wish they killed her off in season 1. She has no personality besides trauma and ooh I'm so powerful. And I feel like they use and rely on her and her powers too much. Hopefully season 5 gives her independence and she can be happy on her own to figure out who she is.

Characters I hate: The wheeler parents. I hate them with a burning passion. The government. Like especially Brenner and Owens. Hate them and they remind me of our own government turn up to an eleven. Nial Hargrove. The angry mob Jason created because I feel like thats going to come to play in season 5. Lonnie Byers. Go I hate that asshole. Like the more normal and real the villians are the more I hate them you know.

Gonna answer all here.

I liked Vecna's story the way it was. Let's hope the Duffers won't make him a "grey-character/anti-hero" in the end, 'cos I hate how we can't have villains anymore. It's like authors can't write people doing bad things without a tragic backstory to justify their reasons 😑 A trauma can shape your way to see life, true; but it doesn't define who you are.

Nancy... Nancy is a good character when she is alone. This ping-pong match between her, Steve and Jonathan is boring. That girl can do and be a lot, but she needs to be free of the useless romance ballast the Duffers gave her.

I liked Chrissy 🥲 And Eddie. I liked the Hellcheer. They could have done wonders together!

The same could be said for Billy Hargrove. Okay, okay, I'm a Harringrove shipper and I may be biased but gods! Dacre had so many feels and ideas about his character! A Billy's redemption arc would have been the best thing ever!

Eleven... Mary Sue 😑. I don't think I need to add more about her.

#stranger things #my opinion

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stardancerluv · 2 years ago

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Pumpkin and the Beast

Part 2

Summary: Some of a school day with Eddie and Pumpkin.

Warning/Notes: Regular school angst…Jason Carver makes an appearance. The chapter starts with lyrics (they are in italics) from the band known as The Cult and the song is Rain.

Please, enjoy! Reblogs are awesome! ❤️s are fantastic! And I love comments/feedback!

I've been waiting

For her for so long

Open the sky

And let her come down

For a little while you happily swished your head from side to side from the music that poured from Eddie’s speakers.

“Eddie.”

You happily wiggled your feet in the air, since you were too short to reach the floor. He had gotten used to you dancing, what least it was you called it. He called it your happy wiggles.

“I like this.” You smiled, glancing over at him.

“Yeah?”

“Yup.”

“Its The Cult.” He slowly smiled, there was a twinkle in eye that you couldn’t miss. “That place Bloomington called me.”

Your heart leapt, you knew how he had been waiting about a week to hear back from them.

“Eddie what did they say?”

He pulled up to the red light, a smile was spread from one side of his face to the other. “We got the gig! Next Saturday night the boys and I will be preforming in Bloomington!”

A cheer of delight burst from you, and without thinking you immediately leaned over and hugged him tight. You smiled up at him. “I am so happy for you!” You felt as he gave you a soft squeeze.

“Thanks pumpkin. Well, you were the first to say we’d get it and we did.” He smiled down brightly at you.

“Well me and…”

A honking of a horn cut off your words.

You pulled back. “I’m sorry, Eddie.” You whispered.

Eddie made a face. “It just changed.” He muttered something you couldn’t make out as he stuck his head out the window.

“Learn how to drive freak!” You heard the muffled shout from Jason, before revving his engine and tearing his orange Dodge charger around Eddie’s van, rocking it.

Your heart sank further.

Eddie, reached over and turned the music up. The silence became thick in the van. You had learned from him it was ok to express your feelings, yet right now you wished you could go back to moments ago when he was so happy. Jason could be so mean, like why you wondered.

It wasn’t long before he pulled into the school’s parking lot. Before you could glance at Eddie, to see how be was. He had snatched up your knapsack and was at your door.

“Ma’ lady.” He said in his wonderfully theatrical voice he used to the Hellfire meetings or when he shared his campaigns.

He offered you his hand. You took it and with a small jump, landed on the ground besides Eddie.

He handed you back your knapsack. “Here pumpkin.”

“Thank you.”

He reached behind you and grabbed his black metal lunch box. You hoped he actually had some food in there today. It hurt you to see him skip out on lunch from time to time.

“Eddie?” His brown didn’t look as dark or as sad as moments ago, so you supposed that was better but it still made you sad.

He gave you a smile. “Yes, pumpkin?” His tone was sweet but something behind it didn’t carry the usual flutter it gave you.

“Never mind. We better get to class.”

His mouth became a thin line. “I’ll be there shortly. I gotta tell the boys the good news.”

Your heart lifted, that would make Eddie happy again. “I’ll tell Miss Andrews you were dropping my books at the library in case you don’t arrive in time for the bell.”

He smiled. “You are too sweet.” He winked and despite him doing it quite a few times over these last few months, it still made you tingle in your tummy.

******

Miss Andrew didn’t look happy as she was writing the date on the black board. You held your note book close to your chest as you rocked on your feet as you waited by her large desk.

You heard her inhale before she spoke, and it was only then did you look up at her.

“Yes, Miss YLN?”

You bit your bottom lip before giving her a big smile. “Miss Andrews, my library books got to heavy for me.”

“Oh?”

“Yes.” You replied sweetly. “So Eddie is dropping them off at the library for me, so I wouldn’t be late.”

“I see. Well, I hope he’s back before we start taking notes.”

“I think so.” You smiled and headed to the back where you and Eddie usually sat.

Once again you had to fluff your skirt. It had ridden up once you tucked yourself in behind your desk. Opening your knapsack, you took out your favorite purple pen and bright red notebook with MATH scrawled across it.

The bell rang. You grimaced and chewed your cheek. Eddie’s seat remained empty.

Opening your notebook you turned to a fresh clean page. In big scrawly print you wrote out the date. Passing your homework forward a few moments later, you idly began to draw and doodle in your notebook. You were growing a little concerned for Eddie, but you knew he’d show up, he just had to.

You were in the middle of drawing a daisy, when you heard the a knock that only one person could make sound that dramatic. Glancing up, you saw how be leaned in the doorway, Miss Andrew turned and blowing her bangs from in front of her eyes, she shook her head.

“Come on in Munson, try not be so late being a gentlemen next time will you?”

He smiled and made a big show of shrugging his shoulders. “No act is too small or too big when being a gentleman.”

A smile flashed but disappeared from her face. “Alright, on with it Mr. Munson get to your seat. Miss YLN will tell you where we are.”

He smiled and and pointed at her. “You got it teach.”

His bandanna swished at his side before climbed into his seat, his handcuff belt which Eddie never gave you a straight answer about clanked as he finally settled behind his desk. Miss Andrews glanced back at the sound before turning back to the blackboard.

He leaned over, he looked happier which made you happier. “I didn’t miss much did I?”

Shaking your head, your ponytail swished. “Nope. She was about to start notes.”

“Ok.”

********

You squealed and giggled out of nowhere as Eddie came up behind you and swung you around unexpectedly.

“Eddie, Eddie put me down!” You giggled.

“Not yet.” He whispered into your ear.

“Eddie!”

He swung you around one more time. His laughter filling your ear, before finally putting you down.

You immediately tugged down your skirt. You hoped that no one saw the ruffles on your panties as he swung you around.

“That was fun.” He remarked breathlessly.

With a sigh, you leaned back and jumping not only feel Eddie’s solid warmth but the firmness of his belt against you. Making you jump. “Eddie!” You squealed once again and turning around you smack his arm. “I didn’t realize you were still behind me.”

He chuckled, shrugging he moved till he leaned against the lockers beside you. “Sorry doll.”

Glancing into you the mirror you reapplied your lip gloss. After making a kissy face at your reflection, you glanced at Eddie. “You may be sorry Eddie Munson but you are evil!”

He quietly drew closer to you. He stood at his full height, no slouching or leaning and he looked right down at you. “Oh, did big ol’ bad, Eddie scare you pumpkin?”

“Yes.” You tried to say firmly crossing your arms in front of you, looking right up into his brown eyes. But you broke into giggles. It wasn’t long before his own joined yours.

“So I got to talk to all the boys about Bloomington.” He said, once he was leaning against the lockers again.

You smiled brightly, glancing at Eddie. “I bet they are so happy.” Chewing the inside of your cheek, you looked over your books.

“Over the moon!” You loved seeing the huge smile spread across his face. “Gareth was so excited, he didn’t even eat his lunch.”

Kneeling, you stuffed some books finally into your knapsack. Glancing up at him through your lashes, you asked hesitantly. “Did you eat?”

“Nah, too excited.” He made a dismissive gesture with his hand.

You stood. “Eddie.”

“If I recall, you weren’t there.” He replied his eyebrows raised. “Did you eat today?”

“Mrs. Flores, wanted me to make photocopies for her.”

“And…” He made a face, then smiled “See you didn’t eat either.”

“I guess. Well, we can go and grab something now. You pick.” You rocked happily on your feet.”

His face fell. “Oh, I forgot. Gareth invited us to jam; well practice at his house before Hellfire. He’s ordering us a a pizza or something.”

“Oh.” You said brightly, despite your heart sinking. “Good.”

He stood and rubbed your arm. “I’m sorry I forgot about you and me time.” He chewed hip. I promise to make it up to you.”

“It’s ok. This is important.” You said as rightly as you could. Deep down you knew he was right but after the test you had in history and the quiz in chemistry, you were looking for time with Eddie.

******

Happily you skipped beside him as he told all of his plans. He made grand hand gestures and his face contorted as he told how he would try and come up with a fresh playlist for the gig. You were very happy for him.

His excitement filled the van after we climbed in. “We’re gonna need any extra practice we can fit in before next weekend.”

You nodded. “I will have to get to the mall and buy myself a new dress.” You began to wonder what color you should go with. You wanted to look extra pretty since this would be such an important performance.

His fingers were strumming on the steering wheel. “So you will come and see us preform?”

“Of course I will! I wouldn’t miss it.”

“Great!”

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Again I am so sorry for all of the requests but I love your writing and please tell me to stop if you want me to stop. You don't have to write this if you don't want to but could you write tigerfreak hurt/comfort with Jason trying to come to terms with the fact that he's gay? You're probably one of my favorite writers that writes anything at all with Jason

This one is a huge shout out to @pmrcvictim who spins Munver HC with me frequently. Lemon-ish, but mostly hurt and comfort. Don't be fooled by the POV, this is still going where you think it is, and he's trying, ok? TW: Light self harm (Scratching), Obsessive Thought Patterns

At one point Eddie considered actually writing them down, all of Jason's little rules.

It's not gay, because afterwards Jason never lingers. Apparently he can fuck Eddie all across the sheets, dig his fingers into his hips and whine out his name, but it's not gay because they don't cuddle.

It's not gay, because Jason tops. Really Eddie finds this rule somewhat baffling, and more than a little hurtful. Because Jason is still having sex with Eddie, and despite the long hair, Eddie is still a man. But far be it from Eddie to say anything about the desperate way Jason looks at him in bed, the way he touches all parts of Eddie, the way he...

It's not gay, because they don't kiss. Don't do anything softly, really, but Jason makes sure they never even come close to kissing. And really, there's only so many times Eddie can get shoved away before it starts to feel personal. Like maybe if Eddie were someone Jason respected, maybe if Eddie were Billy Hargrove or Patrick McKinney or Chance Rojas, maybe Jason would finally admit that what they're doing every other night is gay, it's so gay.

It's not gay, and to make extra sure, Jason takes a scalding hot shower immediately after, throwing a dark look at Eddie when he (jokingly... half jokingly) suggests that he could join.

God, Eddie hates the rules

All of this is irrelevant. Jason swears he isn't gay. And Eddie's too tired to fight him on it. Sometimes when Jason shoves Eddie's face away it hurts more than when he used to shove him into lockers. But at least the locker thing has stopped. At least...

The problem is that Eddie... Eddie's gay. Not all the way, he still can't help but look at the cheerleaders sometimes, or the pretty flute player in band. But Christ, the way he feels about Jason, the way Jason can turn him into a messy puddle of need so easily... the way he feels about Jason is very, very, extremely, alarmingly gay. And that's a problem.

This is what he's thinking about as Jason sucks out a shuddering breath, his fingers brushing the mess Eddie made on his own stomach, and goes lax and lazy against Eddie's back. His breath is hot against Eddie's shoulder, soft cornsilk hair brushing the sensitive skin at the nape of Eddie's neck... and it's almost like cuddling.

But then he pulls back, grabbing for the towel he always places oh so neatly by the bed before they start. Jason cleans Eddie up meticulously, like he can't bear any of the evidence be left even for a moment, even on Eddie's skin. And it burns even as it's a gentle touch, hurts because Eddie's thinking too much about it. Eddie's skin prickles to hold Jason but he can't bear to get pushed away, not again, not right now. Instead he avoids Jason's eye, curls up tight and faces the wall.

"Let me... I'm not done," Jason whispers.

"Just go shower," Eddie doesn't mean for it to come out so sharp, hard and harsh. But it's the only way he can stop it from coming out wobbly. His eyes feel tight and his throat burns, and he covers his face with his arm.

He can feel Jason linger, and he wants to snap that Jason is breaking the rules, he should be gone, totally gone. And the longer Jason lingers, the harder it is to hold it in. Eddie sucks in a shaky breath, and then another, then another.

Jason gets up in a huff, and Eddie can practically hear the words roll off of Jason. That Eddie's acting... like Eddie's acting.

Maybe this will be the end. Not with a bang, but with a whimper. And Eddie didn't even get a kiss.

He hears the water running like normal, and honestly, he should ask for some money off Jason for the heating of all his hot water. Sometimes he's in there for like a half hour.

Eddie sucks in a few breaths, until he feels calm enough to uncurl, throw on a t-shirt that doesn't smell so bad and the first pair of boxer's he finds, which he's pretty sure are actually Jason's. He pads into the kitchen, past the tiny bathroom. Jason's left the door open, so Eddie can hear how not gay he is, or something.

As he walks past though, Eddie's eyes catch on something. Sticking out of the bottom of the cheap blue curtain is one, very small, pale foot.

Eddie forgets all about the rules, forgets about the tears in his eyes. Jason could have fallen down, could be hurt. He could have gotten lightheaded in the hot water.

He's not prepared for what he sees when he pulls back the curtain, gasping Jason's name or Baby or whatever his brain manages to supply through panic.

Jason's huddled on the floor, his skin red and raw, and his eyes are red-rimmed.

"Did you fall?" Eddie gasps.

Jason just blinks up at him, his hands scrambling to cover himself, fingers digging into those muscled biceps.

Eddie falls to his knees, reaching out to cradle the back of Jason's head. He can't really be surprised when Jason jerks back, nearly slamming his head into the tile.

"You could be hurt," Eddie sneaks closer, soaking the back of his head and shirt in the blistering spray.

"Don't..." Jason warns, but he doesn't jerk back when Eddie's hand cards through his wet hair, checking for a lump.

"Did you get lightheaded, or..."

"Don't," Jason repeats, but the word wobbles a little.

Eddie looks carefully at his face, noting the pale cheeks, the moisture clumping his lashes with what could be tears and could be shower water.

"I'll get it on you. It will..."

"Get what on me?" Eddie asks.

"I can't... not fair to you... I should never have..." Jason claws at his arms, eyes glazed and unfocused.

Eddie shuts the water off, worried that Jason's gotten lightheaded from the heat.

"No," Jason bursts out, throwing Eddie's hands off and scrambling to his knees to reach for the faucet, "Gotta get it off, gotta wash it off..."

Eddie's afraid he knows the answer to the question before he asks it, "Wash what off?"

"The... g-gay... that I'm... I think I'm..." Jason blinks hard, face turned away, "G-gotta..."

"No," Eddie says it softly, tugging on Jason's arms, pulling him back onto the wet floor, "No... let me clean you up."

He expects more of a fight, but Jason just goes kind of limp at that, chin falling to his chest.

Eddie throws a towel over Jason's shoulder, trying to ignore the rock in his stomach. He helps Jason to his feet, and into the kitchenette, where he deposits him into a dining room chair and gets him a plastic tumblr of water.

Jason gulps it down, eyes turned away.

"Is that why... how often does that happen?" Eddie has to fight the urge to tug the towel tightly around Jason's shoulders.

Jason's face is just blank, but Eddie can see a twitch at the corner of his eye, "What?"

"This... panic thing."

Jason's face stays on the table, unmoving.

"Is this the first time?" Eddie pushes.

Jason shakes his head.

"You know you... can't really wash it off," Eddie's not sure what to say, but as soon as this comes out of his mouth, he cringes.

"I know," Jason's voice is cracked, painful sounding.

"So then-"

The words die on his lips when it hits him. Jason knows. So all of the rules, all of that... maybe it was just for Eddie. All the rules, the pushing him away. Maybe Eddie just wasn't good enough.

But then he sees Jason dig his nails into his arms, and his face crumples, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry..."

Eddie kneels in front of Jason's chair and gently tugs Jason's hands away, shocking himself when Jason plants them on the sides of Eddie's cheeks.

"I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't want it to get on you, I'm s-sorry," Jason's crying in earnest now, "I don't know how to stop it, I thought that I could s-stop it, I thought..."

Eddie reaches up and brushes Jason's wet hair back, trying to joke, though the smile comes to his face too slowly, "Hey, it's okay. It's okay. I was already gay."

Jason shakes his head, "No... I... I did.... I'm sorry."

"Jason, it's okay," Eddie can't even enjoy Jason's hands on him, he's starting to worry, really worry.

Jason shakes his head, "I... I... I know that I could stop it, if I really tried, if I wasn't so s-"

Eddie doesn't know how else to stop it. He brushes his hands across Jason's cheek, tugs him by his jaw a little closer, and presses a kiss to Jason's lips.

Jason's fingers dig in, and he falls forward, not pushing back, not shoving away. He falls, shivering and soft, into Eddie's lap, and he lets Eddie part his lips and he's close, so close. Close enough that Eddie can smell soap and tears and feel every tremor that goes through Jason's body.

"I'm sorry-" Jason murmurs against Eddie's lips, which feel so much more sensitive than ever before. "I'm sorry..."

"I'm not," Eddie whispers back, "I'm not sorry, Jason."

That night, Eddie helps him back into bed, and they break almost all the rules. They kiss and kiss, hardly parting. Jason's frantic and soft in turns, babbling when Eddie stops to kiss his neck or jaw, how much he wants this, how he's afraid and sorry and happy and frightened. And Eddie feels much the same way.

Jason lingers, staying far past the time that light begins to stream through Eddie's curtains, hair getting rumpled against the sheets. He looks so different this way, messy and red eyed, nervous and vulnerable.

As the morning comes, his panic slows and he confesses, in halting tones. How long he's felt this way, and how he's not sure what to do, not sure what his future will even look like if he admits it, out loud.

He still can't say the word. But he says it, in the way that he buries his face in Eddie's neck, the way he cries into the rumpled sheets while Eddie rubs his back. He says it, when Eddie tells him that they shouldn't hook up right now, that Jason's not in the right headspace. And Jason just whispers it.

"I don't want to have sex. I want to be with you."

Eddie just smiles, "What about the rules?"

Jason's eyes dart all over Eddie's face, "Fuck the rules."

I loved this so much I put it right on AO3

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