eddiemnsonsstuff

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no matter the size.

authors notes. tw!!! mentions of dysmorphia and not liking your body.

i mainly wrote this for me. i have a lot of issues with loving myself so this was a vent post. but 🤲

you lay beside eddie, his hands reaching for your waist. you grab his hands, bringing them to your face. you make eye contact before you pull your shirt down, the hem being stretched past your thighs.

eddie’s eyebrows furrow, his head cocking to the side. “what…what’s wrong, sweetheart?” he searches for a reason on your face before you quickly turn away, biting your lips to push the tears back.

“nothing!” you attempt to sound positive, but your voice wavers before you turn your back to him before pulling your blanket up to your neck.

he stutters, his hands holding your arm, rubbing up and down. “baby…look at me. what’s wrong?” he waits for you to turn around, which you do hesitantly.

“nothing.” you whisper, a tear falling from your eye and down your nose. two large hands envelope your face, wiping the tear away as you slowly look up at him.

he kisses your nose before backing up a little. “tell me, honey. i’m listening.” he cracks a small smile.

you feel your lip quiver before you mutter, “eddie… i don’t like my body.”

eddie’s heart sinks as he watches tears prick your eyes. “baby…” he whispers as he pulls himself to you, holding you in a hug. his hand reaches for the top of your head. he plays absentmindedly with your hair before making eye contact with you.

“i know you have your flaws,” he places a hair behind your ear. “but you are the most beautiful person i have ever seen. i love you from the inside out. i love every single nook and cranny of your body. you are beautiful. and especially to me. nothing will ever change the way i feel about you.”

you feel your little bit of willpower from letting you go, crack. all at once your emotions make their way to your eyes as you let them out in a faucet of tears. your head hits his chest as a heart wrenching sob wracks your body.

he sits in your presence as his own tears fall, kissing and whispering into your hair. “i love you. more than anything.”

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used to know

pairing. eddie munson x fem!reader

authors notes. i made this because i feel like there are so so many good fluff fanfics but i never really see any down sides to those relationships! btw this is a blurb. nothing long lol

tags. aggressive eddie, fighting, violence, screaming, crying, TW slightttt physical violence, degrading, cursing.

you slam the door on his trailer, the rattle of the door and frames connecting making the whole house shake. “what the hell did you say about me?” you fume, your eyes making contact with his.

he shrugs, looking back to the beer can he was opening with his teeth. “i told people who you really are. even though we’re together, you’re still a slut.”

you laugh as your blood begins to boil. you can feel your emotions highten as you wipe the tears from spilling. “what?” your voice shakes as he walks to you.

“you heard me. all you do is eye-fuck all of the ‘friends’ and guys around you. you only want me for the reputation and free weed.” he stands in front of you, his alcoholic breath making its way to your face.

you scoff at him, inching closer to him. you look him in the eyes before you snap. “you know i don’t do that. i love you and only you! you should be happy you have a girlfriend either way. i’m sure as hell that i’m the only one that wants you.” your voice wavers before a tear drops from your eye. his eyes widen.

“what the hell did you just say?” he asks, his hand suddenly gripping your throat as he slams your body into the door of the trailer. the keys jingle on the wall as you attempt to speak.

your hands fly up to his arm as he throws his nearly empty beer bottle to the side. he watches you struggle before he quickly lets go.

you cough as you see the red semi circles of your fingernails appear on his arms. he looks at you. “i’m so sorry… i don’t know what got into me..”

you look at him in disbelief. you rub your neck as he comes into give you a hug. you contort to avoid his hands. “get the hell away from me, freak.” you yell at him, his eyes filling with tears. his bottom lip quivers as you stumble to the bathroom down the hallway. he follows you as you trip trying to walk backwards.

“I SAID GET AWAY!” you scream as tears fill your eyes. you get in before he can, and lock the door. he beats on the door, his mouth forming pleas of forgiveness. you stare at yourself in the mirror. the bright red marks in shapes of a hand slowly show on your neck. the mascara running down your face shows the tears lost as you fought.

“please… let me in.” he cries, you can hear him sobbing behind the door. “please… i didn’t mean to hurt you.” he whispers as you hear his body slump to the floor. both of you have tears running down your face, the tension in the air breaking as you whisper. “eddie, just let me leave. i don’t want to fight anymore. i’m so tired of it.”

his breath hitches as he lets out a heart wrenching sob. “you’re all i need! you can’t leave! i can’t live without you!” he cries.

“that’s not what you said when you called me the county whore. was it eddie?”

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soft as silk

ship. eddie munson x fem!reader

author notes. i swear to everything i am so deeply in love with this man i can't even fathom it. anyway, i was feeling some fluff with a little teensy bit of spice, here ya go! enjoy!

tags. morning conversations, sweet little nothings, sleepy kisses, forehead kisses, hugs from behind, pet names, everything fluff, couple talk.

it's a dewy spring morning, the trees blossoming with a beautiful lime and forest green color. a sheen of mist lay upon the foliage outside the bay window hugging your daybed. there you lay, the sun gently coaxing your eyes open.

as my body awakes, i'm greeted by a breathtaking sight at my left. a mess of hair and an arm draped across his forehead; the other pulling me in close. his features are soft as he dreams, his eyes pulled together with long, plush eyelashes. his mouth faintly parted as he breathes silently, making his chest rise and fall ever so slightly.

i pull my frame closer to his, the boy's arms subconsciously holding me tight. i lay with my head on his shoulder for a while, our breath in sync with one another. i tune my ears to his breathing and the blue jays on my windowsill, singing a song that seems to catch his attention as well. his body suddenly envelopes me, his eyes barely parted.

he attempts to speak, his voice coming out raspy and deep.

"good morning darling." he kisses my forehead as he relaxes back into his previous position. eddie holds me tight, his warm chest making contact with my cold shoulders.

i pull myself up and kiss his lips softly, his lips in rhythm with mine. "goodmorning eddie." i whisper, smiling on his mouth. i run my fingers through my hair as i sit up, the thick blanket pooling on my lap. i look out the window through the sheer white curtains; but the sunlight pulls my eyes away. i stretch my arms, raising them above my head. as both of my arms are held high, i feel two warm, large hands grab my waist. eddie pulls me down with him and holds me, connecting his fingers around my back.

"i don't want you to get up..." he whines in my neck, pulling his legs up to wrap around me as well. he rocks back and forth as i uselessly try to pull myself away.

"baby, i have to get up, i need to pee." i whisper into his chest. with a groan, he lets go, still holding the hem of my sleep shirt. i grab his cheek and kiss him once more before sliding out of the bed, replacing the blanket over his chest as he grabs the headboard, yawning.

i rub my eyes as i walk to the bathroom, the cold tile waking me even more on my bare feet. i look at myself in the mirror above the sink, fixing my mess of hair with my hands and eventually seating myself on the toilet. i finish up and wash my hands.

i push the door open the rest of the way from the crack it was. i look back into my bedroom and see eddie still laying, but with a pillow propped underneath his chin. i blow him a kiss and he smiles. entering the kitchen, i wave to my mother. she kisses my cheek and grabs her purse off the counter. "i'll be back soon, honey, i've got to go."

i bid her goodbye as i pick out two coffee mugs. i start the coffee pot, washing my hands after. as i am reaching for the Eggo's to place into the toaster, i hear footsteps. "did prince charming finally decide to get out of bed?"

"yes ma'am." he states, his voice still deep as his hands slide around my waist. his chin hits my shoulder, making a smile creep onto my face. i pat his head as i place the box of waffles onto the marble countertop. his hands slither up to my chest, holding my breasts with both palms. we hold eachother for just a minute longer, until he stands and slides into the bar stool on the other side of the kitchen island.

eddie's chest is covered in scratchy and random tattoos, as well as his arms. he brings an arm up to scratch his head, stretching again as his gaze makes its way to me, retrieving the syrup and plates from the cabinet.

"what all are you making, lovebug?" he asks, eyeing the toaster as it pops up.

"Eggo's with blueberries and a cup of coffee with your favorite creamer." i pour two cups of the strong caffeine as the aroma fills the air. he rests his head on both hands, covered in rings and a watch to tell the time.

i plate his breakfast, his waffles and specially picked blueberries; he specifically likes the big ones, because the sour ones are nasty to him. his coffee is stirred as well, the sweet cream creamer mixing with the bold blend of nantucket that he enjoys so much.

he grabs it from the counter as i sit it down and make my own. "eat with me, babe." he smiles as i hand him a fork and he drowns his waffles in syrup. i smile and grab the blueberries from the counter. "how'd you sleep?"

as i listen to him tell me about the weird dream he had, i pick at the blueberries and sip on my coffee as i lean on the counter.

eddie speaks with food in his cheeks and a dribble of syrup on his lip. in that moment i realize that my boyfriend of two years was my soulmate, whether i believe that sort of thing or not.

he looks at me inquisitively his eyes questioning me with, 'what's wrong?' i shake my head. "it's nothing, i just love you."