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Instincts - Strands and Carlos + Reader

Summary: You fall victim to a kidnapping, and your brother-in-law has to use his instincts to save you

warnings: kidnapping, mentions of guns, mentions of a break-in

There was no doubt TK Strand and his younger sister, Y/n, were close. Ever since little TK met his baby sister in the hospital room whenever she was born, he knew that she was gonna be his world. Owen and Gwyn were proud to have kids that were so close and protective over each other, but it did come with its struggles. After the divorce there was split custody, but your older brother mainly lived with your father on weekdays, and you lived with your mom on weekdays, and neither of you took it well at all.

You moved to Texas with them, you stood a four week argument with both parents about going with the boys, you couldn't leave your brother, different cities is one thing, but across the country? No.

So now you sat on your dad's couch, watching them get ready for a shift, both of them arguing about who needs to be here with you "I vote nobody because I'm old enough to be home alone?" You questioned, they were acting like you were a kid and had never been home alone before. "I can have Carlos stop by occasionally between calls?" Tk suggested, Owen humming in agreement as he grabbed his keys "Alright, let's go then" You watched as the two left leaving you in the giant home with only buttercup as company.

Carlos sighed taking a right onto the street he's become all too familiar with, as he pulled into the Strand residence, he got an eery feeling. He no longer felt like he was checking in on his boyfriend's sister, but as if he was responding to a call. Every light in the house was on except for the outside lights, and there wasn't a noise to be heard whenever he pressed his ear to the door, Now Tk and Carlos have scared you for fun way too many times, and normally every time, he can hear some type of music or tv going, but absolutely nothing other than the faint whine of Buttercup.

Carlos felt his body tense, his hands started to feel clammy as he called Tk "Hi baby" His excited tone came through the phone, and it was almost enough to return Carlos back into his calm state. "Carlos..what's wrong?" Tk became nervous, Carlos was never quiet on the phone unless he was also getting himself into something. He looked over at Owen who was a few feet away from him, who in return walked over worried as well from his son's expression. "Tk. Don't panic..but the door is locked..and I don't have a good feeling..I need permission from your dad to force myself into the home" Carlos's tone was tensed, but trying to remain calm "Carlos listen to me, They put her on a new medication, so most likely she's asleep a little earlier than usual" Owen's voice came over the speaker of Carlos's phone, He took a breath trying to calm himself down "I-I'll see if I can't wake her up by knocking" He said before hanging up, Carlos couldn't shake the feeling something was wrong though, he just wasn't to call anything in until he was sure. As he walked around the house, his heart sank, Owen's sliding glass door was completely shattered out. He took off for his cruiser "This is Officer Reyes! I have a break in at 7329 Kinsle boulevard, unknown on any suspects or victims, requesting backup" He called over his radio before putting his tactical belt on and running back up to the door. "Dispatch, I need patched into a call" He said shakily while trying to kick Owen's front door in "What's up Carlos, baby?" Grace's voice responded getting her screen ready "Grace, there's been a break in at Captain Strand's. I need you to connect me to him" He said finally busting through the door, Buttercup slowly running over to him timidly. "Carlos? What's going on? Grace said it's urgent" Owen said over the radio, Carlos felt a lump in his throat as he started clearing rooms "Owen. There's been a break-in, they broke through your balcony door, Y/n's not here" He said standing in your bedroom, trying to process how badly the house was ransacked. "I'll be there, Carlos" He said sternly before his radio went quiet again, It felt like eternity but finally, Tk broke his trance, standing in front of his boyfriend with tears brimming his eyes.

"Baby. what happened?" Tk asked, Carlos could hear Owen in the background screaming your name.

Everything hurt, you could barely feel your hands, and the smell wherever you were made you gag. You blinked your eyes repeatedly trying to clear your vision "d-dad!?" You yelled, trying to gain familiarity in your surroundings. "Wrong" You heard a voice a couple feet away, any feelings of safety you felt were gone. "W-Who are you? My brothers are a cop and firefighter, and my dad's the fire captain, they're gonna find me" You tried to sound intimidating, but the fear in your voice was obvious. "I know." If they could've said anything, anything at all, you wished they hadn't. As you looked around you noticed your hands starting to turn purple "H-Hey! I-I'm losing circulation, I need my thing loosened" You yelled out trying to loosen the ties, but the person never came out, you could only hear the creaking of a rocking chair.

Carlos stood off to the side watching the detective trying to track down where you were. Tk stood next to him staring at the screen of your BOLO "I-I should've been there sooner..I'm so sorry Tk" Carlos whispered, trying to fight back the tears he had been fighting all night. "You couldn't have known..it's okay" He whispered pulling Carlos into a hug. "Reyes..We got a possible lead, ready?" His captain asked, Carlos gave Tk a nod before getting into his cruiser following behind the rest of the police officers.

As they pulled up to the warehouse, Carlos slowly got out, pulling out his gun as he caught up with his captain to figure out their spread plan.

You whimpered forcing your head as far away as you could from the woman squatted in front of you, explaining how killing you will send a message to government officials in Austin. You screamed loudly as you heard a loud bang, almost like an explosion, you held yourself tightly tucking your head down to protect yourself "Y/N!?" You heard Carlos yell along with other officers "Carlos!" You cried out trying to move "No! No! She's got a gun!" You yelled out seeing them approach the room you were in, you kept eye contact on the woman, she had the gun aimed right at your head. "Please just let me go" You whimpered "m-my big brother..The firefighter..we just lost our mom..we've always been close..please don't take me away from him.." You begged, jumping and starting to cry whenever you heard a loud gunshot echo off the cement walls. Carlos ran over after watching the woman fall to the ground, trying to cup your cheeks in his hands but you swung your arms and kicked at him in protest "Y/n! You're okay" He yelled out, watching as you let your guard down falling into his hug "You're okay, you're okay..we're gonna get you back to your brother and dad" He whispered petting your hair down as he cut the ties off of your wrists and ankles, lifting you up into his arms as he carried you out towards the EMS vehicle. "18 year old female! no surface wounds from what I can see" He called out as he laid you out on the gurney. You squinted your eyes to the light seeing your brother running towards you, Tommy and Nancy looking down at your smiling trying to comfort you "Hey sweetheart, we're gonna get you all looked at" Tommy whispered as Tk grabbed your hand "Tk" You smiled sighing in relief as you closed your eyes letting yourself relax. "Y/n?..y/n!" You heard Tk shout "She's flatlining! Nancy start compressions!" Tommy shouted as she loaded you into the ambulance.

part two?

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F@cking the boss - Harvey Specter x Reader Part 1/2

Summary: After being interviewed for a job offer that was meant for your roommate you meet a fascinating boss who sees right through all of your lies

You sighed as you approached your apartment door, it was painted a dull faded orange that now looked like someone had been smoking in the halls for years, you sorted through the stack of mail you grabbed on your way into the building. All of it was bills or advertisements until you got to a thin envelope, it was addressed to your roommate but it came from a big law firm in Upstate Manhattan. Pearson and Hardman, you had seen their commercials way too many times. Curious you ripped opened the paper envelope, flipping open the folded paper inside seeing an invitation to interview as a new assistant for one of their senior associates. You smirked a bit walking inside as you shut your apartment door and plopped down on the couch, grabbing your bowl of weed from the table smoking it gone before going to your room to find clothes for the interview. See normally you’d never open your roommates mail, but recently she had taken it open herself to open her legs to your boyfriend and get you fired from your shared job, so you felt like you deserved this.

Monday morning

You gulped nervous pushing open the hotel door and walking farther into the conference rooms trying to figure out where the hell this meeting was being held, until you saw the giant sign, ‘PEARSON AND HARDMAN LAW FIRM INTERVIEW NEXT DOOR ON THE RIGHT’. You took a deep breath hoping for it to give you some confidence as you walked through the door looking at all of the other females who were waiting, they all matched the type of your roommate, blonde hair, big boobs, and mini skirts. You felt like you were dressed too professional as you walked up to the desk “excuse me?..is this the interviews for the law firm?” You asked politely to the woman sitting at the desk “yes, yes it is, go down that hallway to the left and you’ll meet with Mr. Specter” she said pointing down a short hallway. You felt like the ground was shaking under your feet as you made your way to the makeshift office that had a well dressed man sitting behind the desk looking at you with raised eyebrows. “Who are you?” He asked tilting his head up towards you like he was better than you in a sense. "My name is Y/n L/n, I'm here for the..assistant position?" You offered as you took a seat in front of him, he watched you closely "Everybody is, darling, what makes you so special?" He asked crossing his arms "I'm determined in my work, I have no boyfriend, no kids, and I'm looking for a good job to get my foot in the door to becoming the best lawyer in New York" You said stubbornly eyeing him in the same manner he was to you, you knew what he was doing, intimidation. "...okay" He said unsure "What do you have experience with?"

Next Monday

You were in complete shock, you were on your way to walk to the law firm when a car had stopped in front of your path, you stopped getting your pepper spray out and ready before the window rolled down revealing Harvey Specter sitting in the back "You think I would let my new secretary walk to work? No Princess, in the car" He demanded as you stuttered rushing to the other door sliding into the seat. "Listen. Today's gonna be alot, Y/n, You'll be meeting my former assistant and who's retiring after today, you'll meet Louis Litt, jackass on a stick, he threatens or tries to flirt you tell me got it?" You nodded "You'll meet Mike Ross, my hired associate, you'll also answer to him partially under my word and he'll answer to you." After Harvey got done briefing you, You were trained by a pregnant woman named Donna, had a meeting with Jessica Pearson, a meeting with Louis Litt, and Mike Ross. Now you were being motioned in by Harvey who was sitting at his desk, his suit jacket sitting on his chair as he watched you, he looked hot as hell, and you knew you were shamelessly checking him out, unknown to you he was doing the same thing.

You took a seat in front of him as he offered you a soft smile "Hey, How's your first day?" He asked raising an eyebrow "I-It's good..I'm enjoying it so far..Louis was very...stern though" You mumbled, he raised his eyebrows "Nothing over the line, right? You're alright?" He asked, "I'm fine, Mr. Specter, I'm a big girl" You stated nervously, you knew you had been lying to Harvey since the interview, you were not qualified to work for Pearson-Hardman and you weren't anything like his past receptionist. "Well, I'm heading out for the night, care for a drink?" He offered standing up, grabbing his jacket and files "U-Um actually, I've gotta get back home" Truth was, you had to meet your dealer to get your next bag of weed. "Great, We'll drink there" He said quickly, you could tell he wasn't going to let go of the topic and Donna did warn you, Harvey liked to get close with his receptionists, they were like brother and sister. You huffed going to grab your coat and bag as Harvey called for the elevator, You followed behind eyeing him up and down any chance you got.

As you entered your apartment you realized your dealer had already been there, there was a bag of pre-rolled's on your coffee table. You were quick to dive for the bag grabbing it as Harvey walked in, watching you in confusion "Hiding something?" He asked raising an eyebrow "N-No" You protested crossing your arms, hiding the bag of joints under your arm. He tilted his head walking closer, if he was anybody different you probably would've pepper sprayed his ass, but he was hot and a damn good lawyer. "You know, Y/n..Wanna know something funny about me?" He asked as he stalked closer to you, you looked him in the eyes as you slowly shuffled back towards the wall keeping the bag tightly tucked in-between your arm and chest. "Hmm?" You asked before bumping into the wall, watching as Harvey took slow, agonizing steps towards you until you felt his breath on your face "I know when people are lying...and I know you're lying about a lot of stuff" He said quietly, not breaking eye contact with you, narrowing your eyes you put a hand on his chest. "I don't know what you're talking about Mr. Specter" You offered raising your eyebrows. He slammed his hand against the wall by your head almost making your knees give out and you fall to the floor, Harvey was huffing and you were trying to even your breathing from how hot he was currently "What're you hiding, Y/n" He asked alot more sternly, your arms dropped in defeat, the bag falling to the floor in between your feet and Harvey's. He smirked kneeling down as he picked up the bag with two fingers dangling it infront of your face. "Nothing was it?" He asked again, his tone was antagonizing, like he was teasing you. "Nothing at all" You proposed as he raised his eyebrows leaning closer before pulling one of your joints out, putting it between his lips, lighting it, all before blowing the smoke into your face. "Seems like a pretty good something to me, you get this from Mike?" He asked, your mouth dropped in shocked "That is Mike!" You gasped as he watched you, placing the joint between your lips he smirked "Inhale" He whispered as you took a hit, you inhaled then exhaled before slowly moving to the couch, Harvey close behind.

Your joint bag was gone, you and Harvey had smoked the entire thing and were now stoned off your asses, laying naked in your bed recovering from the most mind-blowing sex you've ever had. "You just ate an entire bag of pretzels how do you not have cotton mouth?" You asked in disbelief, he just laughed rolling on his back, you could see his bare chest and stomach as the sheet started to fall down around his waist. "I'm Harvey Specter I don't get cotton mouff" He stated before laughing as he made eye contact with you "Mouff? Harvey Specter does too get cotton mouff!" You laughed as you handed him your water bottle looking at him as he took a huge gulp. This was a different side of Harvey, one that laughed, that hugged, that cared.

"Harvey?.." You asked after the two of you stopped laughing "Yes?.." He asked turning towards you, draping a hand over your bare waist "Do you sleep with all of your receptionists?" You asked quietly, you could feel his fingers brushing up and down your side as he looked at you "Do you lie and fuck all of your bosses?" He challenged, you raised your eyebrows slapping his chest "ow! I'm kidding!" He laughed "No...I don't..I'm stoned, but, I know you're a sweet woman, who is already amazing at a job she was never qualified for" He stated, you studied his face, watching his breathing. He was truly the most Handsome man you've ever seen.

"Am I fired?" You asked playing with his hair slowly "No...I like you too much to let you go, and it's hard to find a lady to boss me around while also following my orders" He stated kissing your forehead before you tucked your head against his chest dozing off.

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F@cking the boss - Harvey Specter x Reader Part 1/2

Summary: After being interviewed for a job offer that was meant for your roommate you meet a fascinating boss who sees right through all of your lies

You sighed as you approached your apartment door, it was painted a dull faded orange that now looked like someone had been smoking in the halls for years, you sorted through the stack of mail you grabbed on your way into the building. All of it was bills or advertisements until you got to a thin envelope, it was addressed to your roommate but it came from a big law firm in Upstate Manhattan. Pearson and Hardman, you had seen their commercials way too many times. Curious you ripped opened the paper envelope, flipping open the folded paper inside seeing an invitation to interview as a new assistant for one of their senior associates. You smirked a bit walking inside as you shut your apartment door and plopped down on the couch, grabbing your bowl of weed from the table smoking it gone before going to your room to find clothes for the interview. See normally you’d never open your roommates mail, but recently she had taken it open herself to open her legs to your boyfriend and get you fired from your shared job, so you felt like you deserved this.

Monday morning

You gulped nervous pushing open the hotel door and walking farther into the conference rooms trying to figure out where the hell this meeting was being held, until you saw the giant sign, ‘PEARSON AND HARDMAN LAW FIRM INTERVIEW NEXT DOOR ON THE RIGHT’. You took a deep breath hoping for it to give you some confidence as you walked through the door looking at all of the other females who were waiting, they all matched the type of your roommate, blonde hair, big boobs, and mini skirts. You felt like you were dressed too professional as you walked up to the desk “excuse me?..is this the interviews for the law firm?” You asked politely to the woman sitting at the desk “yes, yes it is, go down that hallway to the left and you’ll meet with Mr. Specter” she said pointing down a short hallway. You felt like the ground was shaking under your feet as you made your way to the makeshift office that had a well dressed man sitting behind the desk looking at you with raised eyebrows. “Who are you?” He asked tilting his head up towards you like he was better than you in a sense. "My name is Y/n L/n, I'm here for the..assistant position?" You offered as you took a seat in front of him, he watched you closely "Everybody is, darling, what makes you so special?" He asked crossing his arms "I'm determined in my work, I have no boyfriend, no kids, and I'm looking for a good job to get my foot in the door to becoming the best lawyer in New York" You said stubbornly eyeing him in the same manner he was to you, you knew what he was doing, intimidation. "...okay" He said unsure "What do you have experience with?"

Next Monday

You were in complete shock, you were on your way to walk to the law firm when a car had stopped in front of your path, you stopped getting your pepper spray out and ready before the window rolled down revealing Harvey Specter sitting in the back "You think I would let my new secretary walk to work? No Princess, in the car" He demanded as you stuttered rushing to the other door sliding into the seat. "Listen. Today's gonna be alot, Y/n, You'll be meeting my former assistant and who's retiring after today, you'll meet Louis Litt, jackass on a stick, he threatens or tries to flirt you tell me got it?" You nodded "You'll meet Mike Ross, my hired associate, you'll also answer to him partially under my word and he'll answer to you." After Harvey got done briefing you, You were trained by a pregnant woman named Donna, had a meeting with Jessica Pearson, a meeting with Louis Litt, and Mike Ross. Now you were being motioned in by Harvey who was sitting at his desk, his suit jacket sitting on his chair as he watched you, he looked hot as hell, and you knew you were shamelessly checking him out, unknown to you he was doing the same thing.

You took a seat in front of him as he offered you a soft smile "Hey, How's your first day?" He asked raising an eyebrow "I-It's good..I'm enjoying it so far..Louis was very...stern though" You mumbled, he raised his eyebrows "Nothing over the line, right? You're alright?" He asked, "I'm fine, Mr. Specter, I'm a big girl" You stated nervously, you knew you had been lying to Harvey since the interview, you were not qualified to work for Pearson-Hardman and you weren't anything like his past receptionist. "Well, I'm heading out for the night, care for a drink?" He offered standing up, grabbing his jacket and files "U-Um actually, I've gotta get back home" Truth was, you had to meet your dealer to get your next bag of weed. "Great, We'll drink there" He said quickly, you could tell he wasn't going to let go of the topic and Donna did warn you, Harvey liked to get close with his receptionists, they were like brother and sister. You huffed going to grab your coat and bag as Harvey called for the elevator, You followed behind eyeing him up and down any chance you got.

As you entered your apartment you realized your dealer had already been there, there was a bag of pre-rolled's on your coffee table. You were quick to dive for the bag grabbing it as Harvey walked in, watching you in confusion "Hiding something?" He asked raising an eyebrow "N-No" You protested crossing your arms, hiding the bag of joints under your arm. He tilted his head walking closer, if he was anybody different you probably would've pepper sprayed his ass, but he was hot and a damn good lawyer. "You know, Y/n..Wanna know something funny about me?" He asked as he stalked closer to you, you looked him in the eyes as you slowly shuffled back towards the wall keeping the bag tightly tucked in-between your arm and chest. "Hmm?" You asked before bumping into the wall, watching as Harvey took slow, agonizing steps towards you until you felt his breath on your face "I know when people are lying...and I know you're lying about a lot of stuff" He said quietly, not breaking eye contact with you, narrowing your eyes you put a hand on his chest. "I don't know what you're talking about Mr. Specter" You offered raising your eyebrows. He slammed his hand against the wall by your head almost making your knees give out and you fall to the floor, Harvey was huffing and you were trying to even your breathing from how hot he was currently "What're you hiding, Y/n" He asked alot more sternly, your arms dropped in defeat, the bag falling to the floor in between your feet and Harvey's. He smirked kneeling down as he picked up the bag with two fingers dangling it infront of your face. "Nothing was it?" He asked again, his tone was antagonizing, like he was teasing you. "Nothing at all" You proposed as he raised his eyebrows leaning closer before pulling one of your joints out, putting it between his lips, lighting it, all before blowing the smoke into your face. "Seems like a pretty good something to me, you get this from Mike?" He asked, your mouth dropped in shocked "That is Mike!" You gasped as he watched you, placing the joint between your lips he smirked "Inhale" He whispered as you took a hit, you inhaled then exhaled before slowly moving to the couch, Harvey close behind.

Your joint bag was gone, you and Harvey had smoked the entire thing and were now stoned off your asses, laying naked in your bed recovering from the most mind-blowing sex you've ever had. "You just ate an entire bag of pretzels how do you not have cotton mouth?" You asked in disbelief, he just laughed rolling on his back, you could see his bare chest and stomach as the sheet started to fall down around his waist. "I'm Harvey Specter I don't get cotton mouff" He stated before laughing as he made eye contact with you "Mouff? Harvey Specter does too get cotton mouff!" You laughed as you handed him your water bottle looking at him as he took a huge gulp. This was a different side of Harvey, one that laughed, that hugged, that cared.

"Harvey?.." You asked after the two of you stopped laughing "Yes?.." He asked turning towards you, draping a hand over your bare waist "Do you sleep with all of your receptionists?" You asked quietly, you could feel his fingers brushing up and down your side as he looked at you "Do you lie and fuck all of your bosses?" He challenged, you raised your eyebrows slapping his chest "ow! I'm kidding!" He laughed "No...I don't..I'm stoned, but, I know you're a sweet woman, who is already amazing at a job she was never qualified for" He stated, you studied his face, watching his breathing. He was truly the most Handsome man you've ever seen.

"Am I fired?" You asked playing with his hair slowly "No...I like you too much to let you go, and it's hard to find a lady to boss me around while also following my orders" He stated kissing your forehead before you tucked your head against his chest dozing off.

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I just imagine him stopping people around set going “Hey hey can you take a couple pictures for me?”

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our boy :’)

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new story updates

should I upload a eddie x reader or maybe a steve x reader? lmk 

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I know it’s not eddie but holy shit 😍 I’m still just as much a slut for Steve harrington

quiet down ( steve harrington x reader )

summary: you spend the night at your best friend’s house and her older brother steve decides to join you for movie night. somehow, some way, the two of you end up alone and things get heated.

word count: 5.3k

content warnings: smut (18+ only) , afab reader, virgin reader, mutual pining, some angst, oral (both receiving), throat fucking, innocence kink (kind of), praise kink, reader is in high school but they're 18.

just like every other friday night, you found yourself at your bestfriend's house for movie night and a sleepover. it was ritual at this point, she'd pick you up for school that morning and you'd return home sunday evening.

today was not much different except for the fact that Steve, her older brother, would be joining you. His job at Family Video seemed to benefit you guys. you always got the discounts— you’d also get to have first pick of the newly released tapes. When the two of you heard that Top Gun had finally made its way to Hawkins, you begged him to bring it home. normally, Steve would just deliver the movie and you'd watch it in her bedroom but, his condition for this particular film was that he would get to watch too since he also wanted to see it. and you.

Your friend whined a bit at the idea of her obnoxious brother joining in on the movie, since according to her, he hogged the popcorn and talked too much. you, on the other hand didn't mind if he joined in, though you'd never admit it to anyone, you had a massive crush on Steve. That of which showed itself a bit when you made sure to pick the cutest pajamas you owned for this weekend's slumber party. The Head Harringtons were out of town so you settled for something rather skimpy. Lucky for you, your best friend was too oblivious to recognize the extra efforts you'd put in.

the two of you laid out in living room floor talking about the day you had while waiting for steve's shift to end. somehow in the midst of all your conversations the topic of boys came up. she had her high school sweetheart, ricky, who she absolutely adored. you didn't have the same luck as her, which didn't matter much. apart from your crush on Steve, which you obviously couldn't spill the beans on, you didn't have much to talk about.

"come on, there's gotta be someone you like? what about Jason Carver?" she sat up to show the Hawkins High 85' yearbook to you, finger pointing to the picture of the basketball team.

you looked over the picture, eyes fixing on the person standing next to jason, that person being steve.

"ugh, no. jason is so annoying, plus he's all over chrissy this year." you shrugged off her question, reaching out to close the yearbook.

you knew the crush you had on steve was unrequited. you figured if you waited it out, once you went away for college you'd find someone else to spend your time fawning over. though part of you was also convinced that steve was the perfect person for you. he always felt so close, made you feel so safe, but he was always stuck on nancy wheeler or some other girl and you'd continue to be just kid to him. and of course, above everything else, your best friend would absolutely murder you.

it was about this time that steve arrived home. he managed to convince robin to cover the rest of his shift so he could get home to the two of you. he didn't wanna leave you home alone for too long, and truth be told he was excited to be able to hang out with you guys.

you'd been too occupied with your conversation to hear him come in the house. steve rounded the corner to see you laying on your stomach with a pillow stuffed under your chin— your feet up in the air swaying mindlessly.

the position you laid in made him stop in his tracks. he stood silently for a second, taking in the sight of you and the unreasonably small pajamas you'd decided to wear tonight. the little blue shorts you wore had hiked up a bit with the position you were in, showing off the soft curve of your ass. your thighs spread far enough apart that he swore he could see the perfect outline of your cunt. he'd never seen this much of you before, the sight before him making his mouth go dry.

it didn't take long for your friend to notice steve standing silently in the arched entry way. she'd been in the middle of stretching when she looked over her shoulder to see him gawking.

"ahh! Steve, you creep what are you doing home so early?" she yelped, sitting up to grab the nearest pillow to throw in his direction.

"sorry, sorry! " he repeated, stepping to the side to dodge the item sent in his direction. "I got off early so you wouldn't have to be alone in the house." he explained, clearing his throat at the end.

when you noticed him standing behind you, you scrambled to sit up. you yanked the nearest blanket over your legs suddenly regretting the bright idea you had to dress for his attention. he hadn't even looked at you yet, part of you was relieved while the other part of you was bummed.

"okay, fine, but don't creep up on us like that...did ya bring the snacks we asked for?" she spoke, batting her eyes up at her older brother, reaching out for the plastic bag that dangled off his fingers.

steve finally walked into the room, handing off the bag to then go place the tape he brought home into the VCR. why won't he look at you?

"yep, razzles for you and watermelon ring pop for the kid." steve hummed, plopping down on the recliner across the room.

the kid. he always called you that, or some variation of it, but for some reason it was extra frustrating to hear this time. the night had only just begun and you already felt incredibly stupid. you'd talked yourself into the idea that if you dressed up and spent some time with him that maybe he'd see you differently but clearly that wasn't going to happen. not when he wouldn't even look in your direction.

while you argued with yourself silently, steve was doing the same. he wasn't intentionally ignoring you, but he knew that he couldn't look cause if he looked, he'd stare. he took notice of your change in attire, his ego telling him that you dressed that way to catch his eye. if that was the case, you certainly succeeded.

steve had always prided himself in being good to you while also respecting his sister's wishes. if he had it his way, he'd have you but, he knew that wasn't going to work out. didn't stop him from thinking about it though. the image of you laid out in the floor was playing on repeat in his mind. he only saw it for a second but he was sure he had a perfect, practically photographic memory of what it looked like.

you sat through majority of the movie in silence, focusing your attention on the watermelon candy. you had it stuck on your pinky, lips wrapped around it. you'd pull back with a quiet puh! sound every once in a while.

the dimly lit room made it easy for you to remain unaware of the side eyes steve was giving you. he'd been doing his best to stay focused on the film, but he was majorly regretting buying that specific candy for you. every time he'd look over you'd be focused heavily on the movie, eyes fixed on tom cruise while your lips and tongue worked around the candy. his stomach churned knowing he shouldn't be looking at you in the way that he was. he felt awful, not just because you were his sister's friend but because he knew what you were doing was innocent. unfortunately, steve couldn't help the things it made him think about.

your friend had fallen asleep just before the end, snoring in the floor on a pile of pillows. when both you and steve recognized the noises you looked to the middle of the floor where she laid, then up to each other. it was the first time all night steve had looked you in the eyes. the tv illuminating his face enough for you to see his big brown eyes soften at the sight of you. the silence grew when the end credits rolled in, the two of you seemed to be waiting for someone to speak first but no one did.

instead, you got up to carry the empty popcorn bowl into the kitchen. Steve sat back in the chair, watching you walk off. he argued with himself for a minute. this was the first, and probably last time he'd ever get any chance to be alone with you before you left for college in a few months. he knew that if he didn't try now, there'd be no other opportunities. with that, he followed behind you, tiptoeing through the room careful not to wake his sleeping sibling.

you were standing in the kitchen drinking a glass of water when you heard footsteps. your stomach dropping at the sight of Steve. he was still dressed in his clothes from work. the navy blue polo hugged his muscles so well, well enough to make your stomach flutter. the way he looked when he walked in made it seem like he wanted to speak so you waited, both hands wrapped around the glass.

steve didn't really have a plan for when he got you alone, he could hardly focus when he saw you there in the outfit you wore. eyes scanning over you slowly, drinking you in.

the slow scan of your body made you cower a bit, sitting the glass down to cross your arms in front of the part of your stomach that was showing.

watching you shy away brought a faint smirk to his lips. he stepped forward, leaving only a few inches between you. as much as he would've loved to ease into it, he didn't know how much time he had.

"steve?" you asked, looking up at him like a lost puppy.

"hm?" he hummed, hand coming up to grab at your chin, his thumb smoothing over the edge of your jaw.

you could feel your heart pounding inside your chest, body frozen underneath him. there was absolutely no way this was happening. no fucking way.

you wanted to speak but no words made their way out. all you did was stand there, big puppy dog eyes staring up at him.

"did you dress like this for me?" steve asked, his hand moving away from your chin, finger tracing the extremely low neckline of your top.

the question made your breath catch, were you that obvious? you considered an answer for a second, before ultimately giving him a sheepish nod.

"ah, use your words." he tutted, finger grazing over the exposed parts of your chest. he couldn't help but smile at the way he could see your nipples begin to protrude the thin fabric, hardening into stiff peaks with just a few light touches.

"yes.. I did— ‘m sorry." you breathed out, eyes dropping to the floor embarrassed by your desperate attempts. you weren’t sure why you chose to apologize, it just felt necessary.

steve didn't reply with words, instead his hand came back up. this time he took a firmer grasp on your chin, tilting it back so that he could duck down. his closeness pulling a whimper from you.

"you've got my attention now, sweetheart. what do you want with it?" he spoke into the curve of your neck, lips planting small kisses up to your jaw.

you stammered a bit, eyes blinking shut.

steve was kissing you.

steve was kissing you.

steve was kissing you.

just as you were about to admit your wants — a slew of word vomit ready to spill from you , your friend began to toss n' turn. the sleepy moan reminding you both where you were. you choked down the speech you wanted to give about how much you adored him, loved him, needed him. instead, you settled for something much more feasible.

"want you.." you muttered, a brave hand coming up to press flat against the already growing bulge in his jeans.

steve was shocked by your sudden confidence, a groan vibrating out of him at the sudden contact. he reached down to grab your wrist, pulling the hand off him so that he could step back. he looked over his shoulder at the girl who was still asleep. sending her a telepathic apology. he knew he was going to pay for what was to come but god he couldn't help it. steve never had the opportunity to be selfish, tonight he was going to do exactly that.

he looked back over to you, then to the stairwell. bringing a finger up to his lips to shush you, his other hand still on your wrist guiding you to follow him up to his bedroom. you did your best to stay quiet, though you could hear your own heartbeat echoing in your ears.

you made it up the stairs and into his room successfully. the second the door was shut, his lips were on you. the kiss was sweet at first, he walked you backwards to lay back on his bed — once you wrapped your legs around his waist it became hungry and desperate. sloppy wet noises echoed around the bedroom, his hands eagerly roaming about your body, slipping under your shirt to paw at your chest.

you moaned into his mouth, back arching up against his touch. you felt yourself become dazed, eager hands finding his body the same way his found yours. you wanted to take your time with him, to let him be the person who took all of you— but somehow admitting to him that this was going to be your first felt embarrassing.

rather than admitting that, you turned the attention on him. tugging weakly at the button that held his jeans together until eventually you got it to pop open. you attempted push his pants down but he swatted them away— his swollen lips working against yours. you wanted to be close, as close as possible, wanted to exhaust every fantasy you'd had over the years but there just wasn't enough time.

"steve," you mumbled against his lips, pulling back to catch your breath.

he took the break to catch his breath too, brushing his messy hair off his face.

"need you.. please" you whined, hips raising off the bed to connect with his.

steve couldn't even begin to explain how badly he wanted to fuck you. he was dying to feel your pussy wrapped around him, but even more than that, steve needed a taste of it. he needed to have his face buried in between the puffy lips he caught somewhat of a glimpse of hours earlier.

"gonna take care of you, I promise." he nodded, kissing you one last time before moving down to be eye level with your sex.

you became a bit self conscious seeing him to close it, even more so when he pulled your shorts and underwear off in one fell swoop. your hands came up to cover your face, thighs clenching together. It was around this that made steve realize you were probably a lot more inexperienced than he'd imagined. he grabbed at your thighs, pressing a kiss to both of them.

"hey.. don't hide from me, let me see you." steve spoke quietly, his tone bringing you some comfort.

you sighed, keeping your hands over your face while slowly parting your legs. steve groaned, his mouth practically watering at the sight of you. you'd gotten so wet he could hear it when you legs parted, a string of slick connecting your folds.

"fuck, you're perfect." he insisted, hands coming down to rest on either side of your puffy mound.

he used his index fingers to spread you even farther apart, licking a long flat strip up the center. the contact causing you to gasp, your leaky hole spasming against his tongue.

"taste so fucking sweet. even better than I-" he mumbled against your sex, pausing between words to press a kiss to your sensitive button. smiling at the way it jumped under his touch. "..- imagined."

"please," you whined, your hands that were once covering your face now gripping at the bed.

he didn't need much more than that— still spreading you open with his fingers, steve began to lap at your hole. the tip of his tongue circling and dipping into the opening, his nose bumping against the tender bud. the new found contact pulled the most pitiful whimpers out of you, your thighs clamping shut around his head.

"steve, oh my god!" you'd almost forgotten about the fact that you needed to keep quiet. for a moment you didn't care but then remembered who was asleep downstairs.

you bit down on your bottom lip to stifle the noises, slippery wet walls clamping down around nothing while steve licked through your folds. he eventually worked his way up to your clit, lips wrapping around the throbbing button. he sucked harshly on the area, pulling a high pitched squeak out of you.

your thighs trembled desperately around his head, hips rutting upwards to hump against his face. he knew you were going to cum, drunk off the taste of you gushing into his mouth.

he kept his attention on your clit, his tongue making circles around it. he let you ride it out however you needed, a moan vibrating against you when you yanked on his hair.

" 'm gonna - fuck - im gonna cum steve" you mewled your words out, orgasm coming with the words spoken.

he kept his attention on you, letting you rutt against his tongue to ride out your orgasm. when you finally stopped trembling so much he pulled away. sitting back on his knees to look down at you, lips swollen and glistening with your remnants.

"c'mere" he exhaled, grabbing loosely at the base of your neck to pull you up into a kiss. the taste of you still fresh on his lips.

after a moment he pulled back from the kiss, smiling at you "see that? tastes so fucking good."

"better than you, imagined?" you repeated back the words he spoke to you moments before this — trying to wrap your mind around the fact that he imagined what you tasted like in the first place.

"yeah, baby. so much better than I'd imagined." he emphasized the last word, knowing that's what you were holding onto.

steve was not expecting anything in return, doing his best to ignore the painful mess going on between his legs. he looked at the clock by his bed, wondering if you two even had any time to do anything else. he was not yet ready to part from you, even if it meant just holding you.

you had other ideas though, sitting up on your knees you crawled forward to where he sat on the bed. his jeans were still on, hung low around his hips, low enough to show the tip of his cock pitching a tent in his boxers.

you watched him with those big wet eyes, ducking down to kiss over the clothed tip.

he hissed lowly at the contact, watching the arousal that soaked through the fabric smear across your lips.

"my turn?" you asked, looking up at him with the softest expression.

even if he wanted to, he couldn't say no to you. after so many hears of knowing him, you knew how to break him. all it took was batting those eyelashes at him for him to give you what you wanted.

"fuck, yes. your turn, baby." steve spoke, lifting his hips up to pull his bottoms off for you.

your eyes practically bulging out of your head at the sheer size of his cock. you knew it was big, it was always visible in whatever he wore, but you didn't expect it to be that thick. the swollen tip of it slapped against his stomach, a bead of pre dripping down the side.

"uh…stevie" you spoke, wrapping your hand around the base loosely.

"hm?" he replied, eyes watching you intently, cock jumping from the slightest contact.

"what do i do with it?" you kept your hand there, thumb tracing over the thick vein that ran up the side of it.

something about the question you asked made him exhale sharply, cock twitching in your grasp. maybe it had to do with the dumbfounded expression on your face.

you didn’t know how to touch him.

“oh, honey..” he whispered, hand coming up to cup your cheek, brows raising slightly. “you gotta put your mouth on it.”

you nuzzled against his palm for a moment, enjoying the softness before ducking down to let the swollen tip prod against you lips.

steve felt a moan get tangled up in his vocal chords— watching you kitten lick over the head of his cock made his body tense up. truthfully, he could probably cum from just this. seeing you treat his cock so sweetly was driving him absolutely insane.

he let you do what you wanted for a minute or two, but you didn’t go past taking short licks across the spongey pink tip. his balls tightening with every wet stroke of your tongue.

if you weren’t operating on short time, he’d have let you carry on for as long as you wanted but he needed more. rather that pushing your head down and risking your likely sensitive gag reflex he decided he’d teach you.

"poor thing, doesn't know how to suck cock?" he taunted you a bit, a lazy smirk playing across his lips.

the torment made your body heat up— you tried to come up with an excuse or reasoning but there wasn’t one. shaking your head no to his question, an embarrassed pout forming on your kiss swollen lips.

“oh, baby..” he sighed, “don’t worry, i’ll teach you everything you need to know.”

being the first person to fuck your throat was going to be so fun for him.

he pushed your hand off, replacing it with his own. angling the fat mushroomy tip for your mouth, letting it graze your pretty pink lips.

“spit on it.” he instructed, nodding when you tilted your head in confusion.

you did as you were told, letting a glob of spit drip off your tongue onto the head of his cock. you kept your eyes on him the entire time, waiting for what to do next.

“fuck— good job, just do what i tell you to. ‘kay?” steve breathed out, smearing the wetness around the girth.

you nodded, eyes dropping down to watch him stroke himself. he squeezed it tightly, making long slow strokes that pulled very gruff sounding noises out of him.

steve lifted his hips up, pushing his cock against your pout for you to taste him. instructing you through all of it.

“open up for me, wide.. wider— fuck there we go, good job, baby.” he groaned, eyes fluttering feeling your hot wet mouth wrap around the sensitive tip.

he knew that your gag reflex was probably very sensitive. more than that he also knew that his cock was going to be a lot for you to take, regardless of past experience— so, he was careful not to push very far in. stopping about a third of the way, he kept his hips still , wanting you to do the work.

your hand came up to grab at the base again, this time squeezing tighter. trying your best to mimic what he was doing, making shallow pumps.

“yeah, don’t be scared of it— there we go, just keep doin’ that.” steve moaned out his praises, his hand resting lightly on the back of your head. he had no intention of pushing it down, but he wanted to grab onto your hair if need be.

you caught the hang of it pretty quickly, hallowing out your cheeks to suckle on the half that was stuffed in your mouth.

it took everything in Steve not to lurch forward. he wanted nothing more that to lodge his big fat cock in the back of your throat, but he knew better than to do that. giving the back of your head some encouraging pets when you began to bob up and down.

"just like that, angel." he groaned, jaw hanging open.

he made the prettiest sounds. sounds that encouraged you to keep going, to get more brave with your actions.

slobber started to spill down the sides of his cock. Steve couldn't get over the sight before him.

"fucking hell, get it all wet f'me. " he slurred, cock throbbing in your mouth.

"you look so pretty like this, drooling all - shit - all over my cock. d'you like it? does it taste good?"

the words sputtered out of him, encouraging you to up the ante. you moaned an mhm around his cock at his question before pushing your head down as far as you could get it.

you didn't get very far before your throat started to protest the intrusion, gagging at the feeing of him prodding the back of your mouth. you were determined to carry on though — grabbing hold of his big muscular thighs to steady yourself, you tried to keep going but your throat tightened.

feeling your warm wet throat clench around him made nearly made him whimper.

he knew you were struggling against your gag reflex, he found it amusing how you determined you were.

" s'okay baby, you don't have to make it fit all the way." as much as he wanted you to swallow all of him, he didn't want you to push yourself. he was already nearing his edge, the tears welling up in your pretty eyes more than enough to send him over.

you gargled around him, whining in protest to his remark. you wanted it, wanted to take it.

"okay, alright, just sit there i'll help you fit it in. you gotta relax, let me push it in. whenever, fuck me, whenever you feel like you're gonna gag need you to swallow."

he did his best to explain the technique, hand pressing firmer against the back of your head so that he could begin sliding in. your slippery warm throat spasming around the sudden intrusion but to his surprise he got it in.

Steve reached one hand around to the front of your throat, finger tracing over the bulge.

you wiggled down as closely as you could go, nose buried in the thick patch of hair that grew around his cock. the scent of him was enough to make you dazed, eyes screwing shut to just feel him. feel every inch of him stuffed inside your drool filled mouth.

after some time steve started to rock back and forth slightly, his strokes were short and sweet but you loved it. flatting your tongue against the underside of his cock, swaying it from side to side to egg him on.

"shit.. gonna cum"

that seemed to be all he managed to say before his cock began to twitch violently. you could feel him pulsating inside you, cock remaining lodged in the back of your throat. every lasting drop of his hot sticky cum spilling into your mouth, you had no choice but to swallow it.

he stayed inside for a second longer to catch his breath. easing his way out of you so that you didn't sputter too much. finally having your mouth free against you coughed and hiccuped, using the back of your hand to wipe the drool off your chin.

Steve sat there panting, looking at you, he admired the way you looked. that just-got-fucked look wore so nicely on your pretty face.

"hey, come here." steve instructed, grabbing at your chin to pull you to eye level, planting yet another kiss to your lips.

this one was a bit sweeter than before, he let it linger a minute — but when the kiss ended the air in the room suddenly felt heavy. both of you realizing what just happened, it was a mix of post-coital bliss and existential dread.

you reached for the blanket on his bed, pulling it over your bare half. could feel your stomach doing flips. he was everything you ever wanted, maybe even more than that, yet you couldn't help but feel bad.

steve just looked at you for a minute, taking in the way you looked, thinking back on the way you felt. he contemplated going in for more, but then he remembered the time.

every morning at five, his sister gets up for a run. there wasn't much time left to be spent with you, only two more hours. he didn't have the heart to kick you out, not yet at least.

"Steve." you sighed, the buzz of it all starting to wear off when you noticed how late it was.

he only nodded, moving up to shimmy his boxers back on. he grabbed your discard clothing too, handing it to you. once you were dressed he got into bed, peeling back the covers on the empty side for you to climb into if you wanted.

he let you get settled, dropping an arm around your waist. you had laid facing him, nuzzling your face against his chest. it felt nice to be held by him, even though the pit in your stomach was only seeming to get heavier and heavier.

"it's gonna be fine, I promise... i'm not gonna say anything."

the beginning of his sentence soothed you in some way, but all that comfort got yanked away at the end. you had a secret now. a dirty one. you didn't regret it, neither of you did, but it felt like a ticking time bomb. the idea of sneaking around was exciting, of course, but you knew this was going to be the end of it.

"can we just stay like this for a bit?" you muttered, already dozing off in his arms.

you'd fallen asleep on his chest, the most out of those final hours before you heard the alarm blaring from the next room over. the thin walls working in your favor for once. you sat up quickly, trying to pry his heavy sleeping arm off your body so you could run to the other room before she came upstairs.

"steve.. steve move! " you whisper yelled until finally he turned the other way, groaning at you for disturbing him.

all the sleep leaving you when you heard her echoing a "hello?" from the bottom of the stairs.

you got up and ran into the bathroom, thanking god for the face that they seemed to share one. you bolted from one room to the other, throwing yourself on the mattress, covering yourself with the quilt. you kept your face buried in the pillow so that she'd think you were still sleeping.

to your surprise it worked, tiptoed in to grab her running shoes before worming her way back out.

once you were alone, it all set in. your throat was sore from the prior events, but you liked being able to still feel parts of him. the bruise at the roof of your mouth was going to stick around for a few days. it didn't feel real to you.

after a couple of hours of real sleep, both you and steve seemed to wake up at the same time. it was now around nine am on saturday, the both of you walking like zombies down the stairs to grab breakfast from the kitchen.

"jeez — what's gotten into you two? were you up late?" she looked over you, both of you having the same tired and dazed looks on your faces.

her question made steve cough into the cup of coffee he was sipping. you did your best to remain nonchalant, focusing heavily on the piece of toast you were smearing butter on.

he peered at you over the coffee mug, waiting for his sister to look away so that he could send you a wink. your hands fumbling over the butter knife.

this was going to be so very fun for Steve.

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HOLY FUCK I FUCKING LOVE THIS

Hiii I literally love you and your writing especially your Eddie writing!!! Anywaysss, could I request a shy!reader where they and Eddie are dating but they kinda kept it on the down low but reader was having a bad day and was being all clingy and like everyone found out and the hellfire club was just like 😮

hi i love u ty for ur request! hope this okay ♥️ shy!fem!reader | 1k words

You know you shouldn’t go to his club. It’s not fair of you. Hellfire is one of his sacred nerd rituals. You know as soon as he sees you like this he’ll put it on pause, and you also know – one of the only things you do know about Dungeons and Dragons — that stopping in the middle of a game interrupts the flow.

Still. You’re feeling a little selfish and a lot strung out. Today has sucked and all you’ve done is wish he was there to make you feel better, so you walk down the hallway to the club room and stand at the door, trying to summon the courage to open it.

On the other side, Mike Wheeler catches a flash of your clothes through the small glass panel and frowns. He jabs Dustin Henderson hard in the side, earning a, “What the fuck, dude?” that Mike quickly shushes.

“There’s a girl outside,” he says.

Girls are… uncommon, at Hellfire.

Dustin leans forward to look around Mike’s torso and forgets to whisper. “Is she crying?”

Eddie looks up, annoyed at being interrupted by the newbies and about to delve into a speech on respecting your dungeon master when his gaze slides past them. He spots your torso, your hands pulled up to your chest, and he knows it’s you. From the curve of your arm alone.

He’s half standing when you knock.

The rest of the group gawp as he stands. Usually, Eddie would either ignore whoever it is or have someone else answer, and his sudden willingness is downright shocking.

He cracks the door open. He’s barely had time to take in your tear stained cheeks when you’re whispering apologies. “I’m really sorry,” you say quickly, pulling the sleeves of your soft cardigan down over your hands. “I needed to see you.”

“What happened?” he asks, trying for hushed like you but missing the mark.

Mike and Dustin make incredulous faces at each other, eyes squinted in confusion.

“Who the fuck is that?” Mike asks.

Lucas Sinclair grins from across the table. “Who do you think?”

“You know her?” Dustin questions. He sounds pissed to have been kept out of the loop.

“Nope,” Lucas says, elbows sliding over the crinkling paper of his character sheet as he pulls in his chair. “I’ve never seen her before in my life. But that’s definitely his girlfriend.”

A handful of laughs from around the table. “Yeah, right,” Gareth says.

Lucas leans in even closer, practically conspiratorial as he points to Eddie’s dirty-white sneakers. “Look, see how close they’re standing?” When nobody looks convinced, Lucas glares. “I know what I’m talking about!”

He really does. The toes of your shoes are a hair's-width from Eddie’s, face to the ground as you scrub your wet cheeks. Telling him about your bad day has made it somehow feel better and worse, and your breathing comes shallow.

“I’m sorry,” you say again. “I know you’re playing your- um, your game.”

Eddie glances over his shoulder. The large majority of the group whip their faces back to their sheets, caught. He shoots a scowl at them all, though any annoyance slips away when he turns back to you. You look so sad.

Eddie doesn’t really think about it. He steps out into the hall and lets the door close behind him, arms wrapping around you placatingly. “Hey, it’s okay.”

“It’s been a really shitty day,” you say hoarsely.

“I know,” he murmurs, rubbing your back. Your shoulders tremble under his palm. “You should’ve found me earlier.”

“I didn’t want to ruin your game.”

“You haven’t. They’re on break,” he promises.

It’s a total lie but he couldn't care less about the campaign, not when you’ve come unraveled. You nod into his chest and worm your shaking hand around his waist, squeezing so tightly it aches. His head tucks over yours like it was made to and he wills some stillness into you, perturbed by your shuddering. He hates when you get like this. You're so wound up you can’t calm yourself down.

Inside the club room, there’s a riot of whispering, some quieter than others.

Lucas sits back in his chair smugly. “Dude, you have a girlfriend. You shouldn’t be so surprised,” he says to Mike.

Mike peers through the glass door with a mild disgust. “Me and my girlfriend don’t do that.”

“That is not true.”

“We don’t-“

“No, they really don’t,” Dustin agrees. “They’re too busy trying to swallow each other.

Anyone who’d been listening starts to laugh, worse when Mike’s cheeks flare red and he flips them all the bird. The laughter quickly dies when the door opens and Eddie returns, his sad maybe-girlfriend trailing behind him.

“Someone get a chair for Y/N,” is all he says.

You look like you might burst into flames on the spot. Everyone’s eyes are on you. You hate it.

“Thank you,” you say, though you aren’t sure who you’re thanking as somebody passes you a chair. Eddie sits back in his ‘throne’ and you sit beside him, cheeks dry but eyes still red and face downtrodden.

Eddie leans back and rolls his eyes at the silence. “She’s my assistant for today's session,” he says concisely, before any of them think they have the right to ask.

Eddie can’t hold your hand and you don’t think you could survive it in front of so many people, but when the game starts back up and everyone is distracted he pushes his foot behind your calf and pulls your leg toward him. There’s a smile on his face as he orchestrates the next dungeon, his pen scratching down notes you don’t understand.

He rips a page from his notebook and passes it to you covertly.

You take it and let it lie against your thighs. When you read it, you struggle to suppress a giddy smile.

Prettiest assistant ever. Think she'll let me take her out tonight?

He likes his chances.

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How would you guys feel about kas! Eddie x reader 👀

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I just have this gut feeling Steve loves his blue adidas with his entire life. Like would only wear them to work and everytime a splash of ice cream gets on them he immediately breaks down trying to do anything to clean them.

steve harrington outfit rankings (as voted by my followers) ↴

3. “Scoops Ahoy Uniform” Season 3 - 287 votes

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New updates for option 1 and 3 of last night 👀👀 starting to work on them in afternoon

Eddie’s bitch’s Masterlist

Beforehannnnd a disclaimer: I do not give permission for any of my works to be copied and posted or posted to any different sites without credit being given. These are my works and are meant to be on my page, Eddiemsbitch (or yours if you choose reblog) if you see it anywhere other than my page please alert me 💕

Welcome to my masterlist of our favorite nerd Eddie Munson.

My requests are open lovelies

Requests-

There is no shame in running - Eddie X reader

Step up or Step down - Eddie x reader (ft. your daughter)

Bat-shit crazy - Eddie x reader

Game night with the guest of honor - Eddie x reader (ft. your daughter)

Vecna's curse- Eddie x reader

Younger brother’s idol- Eddie x Wheeler! Reader

Dinner and cuddles - Eddie x Wheeler! Reader

Y/n to the rescue - Eddie x Reader

Stuck with him - Eddie x reader

Protecting each other- Eddie x reader

Eddie The Banished to the rescue- Eddie x reader

Eddie my love - Eddie x reader

upcoming stories -

Send in requests lovelies 💕

Fucking Freak - Eddie Munson and you had a very..odd relationship, one minute you’d be friends the next you’d be complete assholes to each other, although one week while your boyfriend was starting to push himself away before ending things, Eddie ends up pissing you off to the point where you finally bite the bullet and act on your feelings towards him (angst, fluff, and smut)

Are we okay? - Eddie x reader - request - “Hey could you possibly do a fic where Eddie and the reader have been dating a while and he suddenly just starts distancing himself from them. The reader is hella confused because they are very clingy and when they ask him about it he becomes angry and just tells them they are too clingy and when he calms down the reader just sits with him and try’s to give him a hug and he’s all like “what did I just say” and they gets upset and thinks he hates them now.”

More coming soon….

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Guys. Tell me. Would you rather have

an angst fighting with Eddie fic (requested)

A fluff falling asleep in Eddie’s clothes waiting for him to get home fic

An angst fluff where Eddie has the hots for Steve harrington’s sister and one night a fight between you two ends up being the push you guys needed to get together (most likely gonna have some smut if I feel like it)

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If I do the part 2 with the wedding for my newest story I wanna put alot more detail into it, a moment where they can actually talk about what happened ya know? Would that be something you guys would wanna read?

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Eddie my love - Eddie x reader

Summary: After the events of Vol 2 you go to meet the boys back at the trailer expecting to see both Dustin and Eddie, instead you see Dustin kneeling over Eddie and you realize you’d do anything to save your new boyfriend.

Warnings: angstttt, Eddie being in coma, some fluff at the end, ngl I’m a little ☁️ so this may be all over the place but read the a/n 👀

A/n: I felt like this is an open ending but I have an idea about maybe them getting married maybe a lil spicey content then more dad! Eddie content 👀👀 like a 3 parter with a 2.5 chapter for spiciness? I dunno let me know if that’s something you’d guys want

Whenever Dustin and Eddie told you their plan you thought it was a dungeons and dragons thing, but whenever you started seeing wanted flyers around for your new boyfriend of three months, Eddie munson you grew worried and concerned so you followed along. That night you felt something was wrong though, you didn’t have contact with them, just to go over to Eddie’s trailer at exactly 10:05 pm to meet them back. As 10:00 rolled around though you started to grow anxious, your chest feeling heavy and constricted as you drove quietly over to the trailer park, leaving your car outside of Max’s as you rushed onto the trailer.

Your heart sunk, there was Dustin sitting on the ground kneeling next to your practically dead boyfriend, he held Eddie’s torso on his lap whimpering “no no Eddie stay with me! Why didn’t you just follow the plan!?” He cried loudly not taking in your presence as you stood in the doorway. “D-Dustin what happened?..” you whimpered stepping forward watching Eddie’s head lol to the side towards you as Dustin looked up “h-he cut the rope..” he whimpered looking up at you as you kneeled down holding his cheeks gently “Eddie..Eddie honey..stay awake we’re gonna get you to the hospital” you said loudly slapping his cheek a bit “h-he won’t wake up, y/n” Dustin mumbled as you pointed towards your car “fold the passenger seat down! We’re going to the hospital!” You yelled whimpering watching your boyfriend groan loudly as he stayed unconscious.

You drove almost thirty minutes at a hundred miles per hour racing to the next town over to get to a hospital, Dustin screaming and crying towards Eddie in the back begging him to stay awake. Whenever you got to the hospital Eddie was pronounced in a medical coma, laying motionless on the hospital bed as his friends went in and out visiting him.

You stayed by his side for three days, three days before Dustin was able to let Wayne Munson know where his nephew was after the Hawkins earthquake. Three days before Wayne was rushing into the room grabbing his nephews face gently “Son…what the hell did you take?..” he whimpered holding his cheeks gently looking towards you, you sat in the small chair next to Eddie half awake just now waking up from Wayne entering the room. “H-he..he was jumped we think…they said he had multiple stab wounds..” you explained your voice cracking, you knew every lie you told this man, who you had only met once or twice, every word was a lie but you couldn’t tell Wayne the truth, you’d be put in a padded room and be crazy for the rest of your life for believing there’s monsters.

Wayne looks at you frowning “oh sweetheart…” he mumbled walking over to you, his heavy work boots thudding loudly on the hospital room floor, he stood in front of you holding his arms open for a hug, standing up letting the soft blanket Dustin had brought you rest on your shoulder. After you got Eddie to the hospital you had stayed in your seat next to his bed, only giving Dustin a small before he left, so whenever Wayne hugged you tightly squeezing tightly letting you collapse in his arm crying. Wayne left his head laying on yours “I’m so sorry mr. Munson I-I never should’ve let him go on his own” you cried holding onto his work coat tightly, he just stayed quiet rubbing your back gently “Listen to me, Kid. It ain’t your fault..that boy loves you..he’s constantly talking about ya” he whispered rubbing your back, letting out a few tears of his own, it was hard seeing Eddie laying in the hospital bed, in a plain blue gown, hair put back into a horrible braid to keep it out of the doctor’s way, his skin was a pale color and had tubes and wires going in and out of him.

“H-he’s gonna wake up..I know it mr. Munson..” you whispered after a moment, releasing from the hug sitting back on the bed careful of wires and things resting a hand on Eddie’s hand looking at Wayne as he sat in your previous spot. You only met Wayne once but you knew how important he was to Eddie, it was the man who made him who he was, the man who loved Eddie’s personality whenever everybody else called him a freak. “He talks about you too..” you whispered looking up at Wayne crossing your legs slightly in your lap “he told me about his past…his parents..he talks really highly of you..he always said he was a black sheep and you were just the Sheppard’s neighbor..who ended up giving that sheep a home..” you mumbled “he’s always high whenever he says it..but..I can tell he loves you a ton..” you smiled softly, you and Wayne talked for about six hours, until the two of you had to decide who would be going home for the night.

Feeling like you owed it to Wayne you quickly volunteered to go home before he could “stay with him..you’re his uncle and if he woke up he’d wanna see you” you said calmly “I’m gonna go home..shower..check on Dustin..” you explained seeing him look up at you quickly “you make sure he’s taken care of..fuckin kid reminds me too much of Eddie” he chuckled shaking his head gently as you nodded in agreement “he is…he really is but that’s why they get along so well” you smiled grabbing your blanket before bidding your farewells getting one last look at Eddie before leaving to go back home for the night.

The next eight weeks would be filled with you and Wayne alternating between staying at the hotel, eight weeks of watching your boyfriends lifeless body, you were scared he wouldn’t wake up, but you were also scared he would and realize that you weren’t what he wanted, because you had devoted the last month almost two months sitting in a hospital chair, missing work and school, your brother was starting to get worried but you didn’t care, you had to make sure Eddie was okay and going to make it. What girlfriend would you be if you weren’t here whenever he woke up, or something worse.

Laying in the hospital bed next to Eddie careful of the wires and tubes, you were half asleep whenever you felt something move under your cover, at first you thought you were crazy but whenever you actually could feel his finger twitching against your hand you jumped up almost falling on your ass onto the floor. You stood at the side of his bed staring, praying to see his hand actually move, praying to actually seeing his eyes open and look around. After five minutes of nothing you huffed “Edward..you scared the daylights out of me” you glared going to sit back down whenever Eddie’s eyes slowly opened squinting and closing his eyes whenever the light basically burned his eyes. You gasped looking at him “e-eddie?…” you whispered poking his arm nervously, maybe you were just going crazy, but whenever he groaned, his weak voice mumbling something along the lines of ‘water’ you jumped towards the button on the wall quickly pressing it.

Nurses walked in looking at you confused sprinting into action whenever they saw Eddie’s head turn towards the side. While the nurses and doctors did their usual check you used the landline in the hallway to call Wayne. Thats how you ended up standing in the hallway watching in the window as Wayne talked with the doctor, Eddie laying in the bed weakly pulling the braid undone so his hair frizzed out. Once the doctor left the room Wayne smiled at you “come on, hun, it’s like the only word he knows right now is Y/n” he chuckled shaking his head as you nervously walked into the room.

You weren’t sure why you were so nervously walking into the room, this was basically your home for the last month but now it felt like there was tension in their air you could cut with a knife. “You tried to be a hero, Eddie” you whispered sadly walking closer to the bed sitting in the chair next to him “I didn’t run this time..” Eddie argued with you quietly reaching for your hand gently as you grabbed the shitty hairbrush starting to distract yourself with brushing out his wild curls.

“You didn’t…but..Eddie..I know he still loves you because he’s been here basically everyday..but Dustin is really messed up..Eddie he had to carry you out..he held you the entire time so don’t..don’t let him get away with not talking to you about it.” You said before looking at him “now the conversation I’ve been waiting to have for the last two months..I’ve missed you so fucking much you asshole” you whispered kissing his forehead repeatedly pecking his lips before pulling away “how do you feel?” You asked softly cupping his cheeks watching him laugh. “I’m feeling okay sweetheart..upset I woke up with a braid..but..I’m happy to be alive..to see..- to see you and uncle Wayne..” Eddie mumbled tearing up, you sighed shaking your head tearing up as well “seeing you cry is gonna make me cry, Eddie…” you whimpered wiping both your eyes and Eddie’s eyes.

Wayne walked closer to the both of you crossing his arms “kid…you better keep her..only woman I’ve ever seen deal with your ass for two months..hell I thought she was your nurse a few times..” Wayne chuckled making your face heat up from blushing from the bragging, Eddie smiled a bit resting a hand on your back admiring you as you looked at your lap. “I changed your gown a couple times..but that’s just because I’d..do doodles on some of the gowns and know you’d prefer one with metallic symbols drawn on instead the plain blue” you mumbled shrugging a bit, Eddie smiled at you then Wayne “I promise I’ll take good care of her..she’s my woman” He said proudly, his voice was still weak, quiet and scratchy but he still had it.

It wouldn’t be another three weeks until Eddie was cleared to come home, and another three weeks until you and Wayne were able to clear his name, Dustin especially was shocked on how you cleared it but your magic trick was to just play dumb and hot with the mayor and it works. Everytime. Staying in your house Wayne and Eddie made themselves at home, you lived on your own so it really just felt like normal even more like a home with Eddie and Wayne there.

Walking down the stairs you froze seeing Eddie in a suit and Dustin and Wayne talking next to the stairs smiling “okay..who died?..” you asked eyeing Eddie closely “can’t I just dress up for my girlfriend?..” Eddie asked playfully walking closer to you grabbing your hand leading you closer to him, Dustin holding the newest camcorder trying to secretly record you both failing. “If you guys are pranking me again I will put you back into coma, Edward Munson” you threatened playfully watching Eddie laugh and shake his head holding up a small ring with a dark red gem in the center. “Y/nnnn..” he whispered in a sing-song tone trying to get your attention again, currently staring at your shoes knowing exactly what he was doing. “Sweetheart..I know it’s early..like..only..four months dating early..but you are so amazing..you take care of not only me but Dustin..and you help out Uncle Wayne..you are so different than any other person I’ve met and I know that I want my life filled with you everyday for the rest of our lives..” he whispered looking at you closely pecking your forehead smiling as you let out a puff of air.

“Yes Eddie yes” you mumbled hugging him tightly before he could say anything else, he wrapped his arms around you tightly as he swayed, Dustin squealing loudly in excitement. “You’re basically part of the family so why not make it official, kiddo?” Wayne smiled patting your back before stepping back letting Eddie slid your ring onto your finger. “Now you’re gonna be stuck with me for the rest of my life” Eddie giggled cupping your cheeks “Mm you’ve gotta stay alive long enough” you giggled shaking your head running your hands over the scars that were formed on his sides and chests from the demobats.

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