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WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT JASON'S MOLES

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Jason is a hands on learner, won't you show him, Eddie?

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STWG Daily prompt 1/29/24

Prompt: Rare pair

tags: munver, blow job, it feels like a given that these mfs hate each other

“Whip it out big boy,” Eddie said, his knees already starting to ache from the forest floor. “Or, should I say slightly below average boy?”

“Do you ever shut up?” Jason snarls down at him, roughly tugging at his belt buckle so it harshly slaps across Eddie’s face. 

“Oh, you want to be rough with me, huh? Better make sure I know my signals.”

“Munson, I swear to god, if you don’t shut your mouth I’ll leave you high and dry right fucking now,” he growls, a poor attempt at dominance morphing his features.

“As if you’ve ever even considered returning the favor,” Eddie says, his head tilting to the side in a teasing gesture. “Unless you have been thinking about it. Is that it, Carver? Been thinking about more than getting blown in the middle of the woods? You want to make me feel good for once? Want to fuck my hole until I’m screaming your name?”

“Shut. Up.”

Eddie turns up his nose, laughing at the scarlet fury alighting every visible inch of Jason’s skin.

“You want me quiet? I know you know what to do,” Eddie quips. “You like it though, don’t you? When I run my mouth off.”

“That’s enough,” Jason hisses, grabbing Eddie’s jaw harshly.

Eddie takes the signal for what it is, dropping his mouth open so Carver can slip his cock inside, use his throat until he’s too tired to keep going, and Eddie has to take over. In the back of his mind, Eddie feels bad for whatever poor girls have had the misfortune of bringing Carver into their bed, trying to make himself out to be the next Harrington, the next King, when he’s really just a Dollar Tree imitation. 

His throat clenches around the harsh intrusion of Carver’s sloppy movements. He has no build up, no finesse, just aimlessly rutting his hips into Eddie’s face, letting out clipped grunts in time with his movements until Eddie’s had enough. He puts his hands on Jason’s hips and pushes off, catching his breath for just a moment. 

“No wonder you need me to get you off like this. You have no idea what you’re doing, do you?” Eddie asks between gasping breaths, fighting to fill his lungs before diving back in. “Just stay still, princess. I’ll show you how it’s supposed to feel.”

“D-Don’t fucking call me that,” he tries, but Eddie has already got the tip in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head, challenging him for control. 

Eddie throws up the middle finger as he takes him down further, the tip lightly brushing the back of his throat in gentle strokes, worlds apart from how Jason bucked into him with no regard for even his own pleasure. Slowly, Eddie allows himself to open up his throat, swallowing him down just to prove he can use himself better than Carver can. 

Above him, Jason’s head is thrown back in ecstasy, biting his lip as he tries to hold back his moans, lest he betray how utterly right Eddie is. But Eddie knows– can feel it in the barely constrained movements of Jason’s hips, in the way his breath hitches when Eddie’s hand cups his balls, massaging them gently as he swallows around him with renewed vigor; he’s not going to last long. 

He lasts even less time than he usually does, coming down Eddie’s throat in record time, his hands on the table behind him as if avoiding touching will make this moment any less gay.

Eddie pops off with a smug look on his face that screams ‘I told you so,’ waiting for the other man to form a coherent thought. 

Jason doesn’t even have his dick back in his pants before he’s spewing out in a rush, “We are never doing this again.”

Eddie hums noncommittally, inspecting the rings on his fingers. 

“I’m serious, Munson,” Jason says, tucking himself back into his stupid little khakis. “The only reason I’m out here is because we lost the stupid game tonight.”

Eddie hums. “You said that last week too. If you really want to keep that word, I’d suggest getting better at basketball.”

In lieu of a retort, Jason storms off in a huff. Same as last week. Same as every week. And next week they’ll do it all over again.

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She takes after her mother

Summary: Children don't always take after their parents. This is a fact that Jason and Eddie are also confronted with.

Word count: 1.815

"What's she done this ti- Munson?", Jason looked in surprise at his former classmate, who was already waiting in the principal's office at Hawkins High.

"Carver?", he looked just as surprised. "What are you doing here?"

"Probably the same as you.", he sighed and dropped into the unfortunately all too familiar chair.

The office door opened again and Headmistress White came in. She wordlessly placed a plastic coffee cup in front of Jason and nodded to him.

"Jason.", she sighed.

"Hi Beth." He just nodded and reached for the coffee. He pulled a face.

"Sugar's out.", she explained and sat down at the table. "Mr. Munson. I'm glad you could come."

Munson wiped his hands on his torn jeans. "No problem. What's the boy done?", he laughed nervously. "Handed a book in late? Was it dog-eared? Sometimes he forgets himself, when he's doing calculus."

Beth grinned. "I know you're a rare guest, but please take this seriously."

Munson nodded immediately. "Sure. Sorry."

A rare guest. Jason wanted to scream. And he sat here almost every other week, because his little brat of a daughter thought, she had to play rebel. Although her grades were impeccable, she just couldn't control herself and was always getting into trouble.

"So...", she placed the two files in front of them.

The one in front of Munson still looked almost virgin, while the one in front of Jason was almost bursting at the seams.

Annoyed, he took a sip of the much too bitter coffee. For the last two months, he had really hoped, that she had come around. No incident. No phone call.

"So. You two kids seem to be getting... getting closer.", she began.

They both looked up, perplexed.

"What?", they asked almost in unison.

She nodded. "Yes. From what I hear, they're probably a couple. And I'm just outing them here. Well. Now you know."

"Axel - my Axel, who can't look at a girl without blushing, has a girlfriend?", Munson asked incredulously.

"And Jennifer willingly lets a boy touch her, without breaking his nose?" Jason asked, equally puzzled.

Beth nodded. "I'm just as surprised. By the way, Mr. Sullivan and Mr. Jonsen's surgeries went very well."

Munson laughed. "Your daughter's a thug?"

"Self-proclaimed feminist.", Jason grumbled. At first he'd been happy, not to have to worry about some guy breaking her heart. Now he'd rather that, than constantly worrying about his daughter breaking someone else's.

"How can it be that your little girl is so crazy?"

"Takes after her mother.", Jason sighed, exhausted.

Munson laughed. "Oh, I'd like to meet her."

"If you find her, let me know. She ran off and left me alone with Jennifer, when she was ten.", Jason nagged at him. Since then, his daughter just hadn't been the same. He did everything, but she pushed him away more and more. No matter how he wanted to be involved in her life. He went to her debate competitions. He said, it was okay, that she didn't want to be on the swim team anymore. He allowed her horrible music. Nothing helped bring her closer to him again.

"Oh... I'm sorry about that.", Munson said tersely, looking down at his hands. "If it's any consolation. Axel doesn't exactly take after me either. He's a little wimp. But my wimp. His mom took off too."

"Hm."

"Gentlemen.", Beth chimed in again.

Jason wiped his face. "Sorry Beth. Shoot."

"Well we're pleased that the two of them complement each other so well. Axel is finally coming out of his shell more and Jennifer has become much calmer... Just... Well, the two of them were found today... They were found in a somewhat prickly situation today.", she said, slightly fumbling.

"Prickly situation?" Munson asked. "What, did they make out too hard and scare the janitor?"

Beth narrowed her eyes embarrassed. Jason suspected the worst.

"Please don't tell me-"

"They had sex in the school swimming pool."

Jason buried his face in his hands.

Munson just looked at the principal, grinning stupidly.

"Mr. Munson!", she reprimanded him.

"Sorry.", he interjected, but continued to grin.

She sighed. "Actually, I wouldn't make a big deal out of it, but the janitor caught them and since he's going through his second divorce, he's not too fond of young love." She pulled the school files back towards her. "At worst, they've broken a few hygiene rules. So they'll both be staying late this afternoon, picking gum off the benches. Nothing serious. But the janitor is looking in through the window right now, so I'd ask you both to look shocked, while I put these stamps on these scratch sheets. And action. Perfect." She smiled at them both. "Your little lovebirds will be in my office."

They followed the principal to her room, where there children were indeed waiting.

"Jennifer. Feet off the table.", Mrs. White said calmly. "And out of my chair."

She nudged the girl, who had made herself comfortable at her desk and was drinking coffee from one of the ceramic cups waiting for her.

"Sorry Beth.", she smiled and stood up relaxed. Jason looked at his daughter reprovingly, but she ignored him.

Munson, on the other hand, walked up to his son and smacked him on the shoulder, grinning benevolently. The little boy wanted to sink into the ground.

Jason looked closely at the scrawny heap of misery. You'd think his daughter would choose someone... just pick someone else. The boy sitting there was almost her photo negative.

He was wearing a checked, short-sleeved bottom up shirt, glasses with plain a metal fram and beige pants. He took an inhaler out of his trouser pocket and put it in his mouth. One pump later, he inhaled deeply.

Munson just rolled his eyes with a smile. "Just relax. You just have to scrape off gum. Harvard will still take you and you won't end up at a gas station like your old man." He tousled the boy's short curls, which seemed to be the only thing he had of his father besides his dark eyes.

"Dad!", he groaned and slapped his hand away.

He just laughed.

Jason looked at his daughter again. Torn jeans, a jacket with an impossible number of patches and a rumpled T-shirt, that he wasn't sure she hadn't already worn to sleep.

"Anthrax?", Munson asked cheerfully, pointing at her shirt.

Jennifer looked at Munson as well. "Yup."  she said, looking at him closely. "Black Sabbath... Classic.", she just nodded with a bored.

"That used to be the shit."

"Hmm. Back in the day, maybe.", she just nodded.

Munson grinned and looked back at his son. "Respect.", he just said and slapped him on the back again. The boy simply took another pump from his inhaler.

Jason sighed. "We're going to the gynecologist tomorrow.", he decided.

"Dad!", she exclaimed in shock.

"Nothing Dad!" he countered. "I'm not going to be a grandfather, until you finish school!"

"And we couldn't have this conversation in private?"

"If you'd seduced the kid somewhere more private, we probably wouldn't be having it at all."

"How do you wsnt to know, that I seduced him?"

"So you're telling me that this 110 pounds of asthma and fragile bones gave the gigolo. No offense to you, kid.", he turned briefly to little Munson.

He dropped his inhaler out of sheer shock. Hectic he bent down after it.

"Okay. They're going to serve their sentence now and they're welcome to leave.", Mrs. White interjected again.

"It was nice to meet you, Mr. Munson. Jason. See you around."

The four of them left the room. The couple was collected by the janitor and Jason and Munson went outside to their cars.

"How did those two end up together?", asked Munson aloud. "I mean. I love my son, but what does she want with him?"

Jason shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. Most guys she beats up. He must be doing something right... Tell him, he's invited to dinner Friday."

Munson nodded. "Kids, huh?"

"Kids.", Jason sighed. He rubbed his face. "Fancy a beer?"

"A beer with my former nemesis? Sure. But you're paying."

Jason rolled his eyes. "What else."

Jennifer and Axel lay entwined in each other's arms. Some would almost say, they were trying to eat each other. Axel jerked away, took out his inhaler and inhaled deeply.

"Sorry.", he mumbled.

She grinned. "No problem.", she sighed, playing with his shirt collar. "I know an abandoned boathouse by the lake. We'd have our peace and quiet there."

"O... OH... Okay." Axel groaned shakily as she ran her hand emphatically over his crotch. "Do you Do-you want to drive?"

She nodded and was already pulling his car keys out of his pants.

They drove in silence, listening to Pantera over a cassette Axel had found in a thrift store. Jennifer brought the car to a halt, almost dragging Axel with her.

The door was open, as usual, and she pushed her boyfriend through the opening.

"Hey!"

"Urgh!"

"Axel?"

"Mr. Carver?"

"Fury!"

"Munson."

The four of them looked at each other in surprise, until Jennifer took a closer look. Munson's hand was under her father's T-shirt and his lips were conspicuously red. Both of their hair were completely disheveled and her father's hand was stuck in Munson's pants.

"Urgh! Fuck no!" she groaned.

"Language!", her father reprimanded her immediately.

Munson laughed. "With the things you throw out sometimes-" Her father slapped him on the back of the head.

"OW!"

"What are you doing here?", her father asked angrily, trying to put them both in a more presentable position.

"The same as you, it seems.", she said confidently, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

Munson grinned. Jason narrowed his eyes in humiliation. Axel just stood there silently and looked at the floor.

"Okay." Munson snapped out of his stupor and zipped his pants again. "We're getting out of here."

"But-", her father started.

"But nothing. They're old enough and at least they're not in the school pool. We both have a house each and we just wanted to pretend, we were still in high school here. Let the youth get the experience and let's go.", he said, pulling her father with him.

The two of them looked after their fathers, overwhelmed.

"I would have never expected this in my life.", Jennifer admitted.

"I've got a few more Oxis, if you want to forget about it.", Axel said bluntly.

"How can your dad not know, that you're selling this shit?"

"He trusts me and... Well, he's not the brightest light sometimes.", he grinned.

She laughed. "Okay. Give me that." She smiled and let Axel put the little pill in her hand. She kissed him briefly. "I've never had high sex before.", she grinned.

He grinned mischievously. "I'd be your first?"

"And I hope my last." She stroked his scrawny chest.

"I love you."

"I love you."

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Autistic!Jason has my fucking heart. Like imagine him geeking out over Marine life everytime he hears a sliver of the word "ocean". I like to imagine that Eddie makes the glorious mistake of saying " But hammerhead sharks are the coolest. " in front of Jason and Jason just..geeks the fuck out. Giving facts, getting off topic, and just discarding Eddie's personal space.

P. S: Eddie found him nerding out absolutely adorable and he turned into a panicked mess.

P. P. S: Dustin, Mike, & Lucas were there to witness it. They now want Eddie and Jason to get together.

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Also Jason fucking hates loud noises, it makes him hella nervous. So, during basketball games he wears earplugs and is just in his own little world. He also makes his own foods so he'll know what's in it. He hates foods touching each other. He also hates being in large groups of people so he often leaves lunch early to go read a book probably.

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His room is hella "childish" according to his parents but he doesn't care, he loves his room. He has a fish tank in there with an axolotl that he names "Axie". His room is full of like posters w/ sharks and some music posters (He has a Metallica poster that's hanging up in his closet). He also has this huge ass shark skeleton thing on his ceiling that he fucking adores. Due to his room being this way, he doesn't invite people over because he thinks they'll call him weird.

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Am I projecting onto Jason rn? yes. 🧍🏽‍♀️

I love him sm.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jason Carver/Eddie Munson Characters: Jason Carver, Eddie Munson Additional Tags: Smoking, Top Eddie Munson, Bottom Jason Carver, Topping from the Bottom, Anal Fingering, Spit As Lube, Confessions, Getting Together, Dom/sub Undertones, an attempt was made at aftercare, neither of them know how to handle subspace, References to Footloose (1984), Safe Sane and Consensual Series: Part 3 of Sweet Leaf Summary:

He did want to watch the movie, that was true. And he is prone to being close when they’re lighting up— it’s not like Eddie doesn’t know that. And Jason should’ve known he was going to use that to his advantage. Because he keeps finding himself shoved face-first into these mind-numbing, eye-opening, body-shaking situations.

So, at times like these, Jason tries to remember that he was once a smart person. That was apparently before Eddie Munson.

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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jason Carver/Eddie Munson Characters: Jason Carver, Eddie Munson Additional Tags: Jason Carver Being an Asshole, Jason Carver Has a Crush on Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson Lives, Jason Carver Lives, Everybody Lives, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Religious Guilt, religious trauma, Period-Typical Homophobia, Internalized Homophobia, Homophobic Language, Jason Carver Needs a Hug, Eddie Munson Needs a Hug, Eddie Munson Has a Crush on Jason Carver, Minor Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, takes place after season 3, Billy Hargrove & Eddie Munson Friendship Summary:

Short Summary: Jason has a big sexuality crisis and it’s all Eddie Munson’s fault

Jason was nine when he told his mother that God spoke to him in his dreams last night. She’d cupped his cheeks in her soft delicate hands–pure elated joy and in her tearful eyes. She told his Father and he told their pastor and that Sunday he’d been baptized under the name of the father son and holy ghost, his childish heart swelled with pride as he was dipped backwards into the pool signifying the death of his old wicked corpse, and lifted back up, the sin washing off him as the water dripped from his new born again body.

Jason wishes his pastor held him under that cold freezing water until it began to strangle his lungs like a holy noose, the oxygen expelled from his brain drying it up along side every impure thought that lived within it.

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They love to do a play by play recap.

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If Jason agrees to play D&D with Eddie all the NPCs become uncontrollably flirty in Jason’s presence. But they’re like just buddies now. They got over their differences and they’re just friends. It’s not flirting by proxy and it doesn’t make Hellfire club borderline unbearable for everyone else.

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y’all 🤭 my first fic I’ve posted in like TWO WHOLE YEARS??????!!!!!!??(!?,??!?,!)? and it’s eddie x jason 👀

it’s an incredibly short and horny oneshot but hopefully someone out there likes it (other than me!)!

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Fuck it. Eddie is a lowkey space nerd. He’s out a lot of night and that little freak definitely knows his constellations. He’s walking w Jason one day and he’s like “oh look, it’s aquarius :D” and Jason’s like “it’s what.”

And then boom we got space nerd/marine bio nerd they r opposites now

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What if Jason crying so hard he can't breathe? What then, hm? Jason who feels his feelings so intensely that his sadness is like a gaping chasm that sucks in all the happiness and spews misery.

But then there's a patient boy. A boy with rough hands and eyes so dark they remind Jason of the night sky. And when Eddie calls him sweetheart, and tugs him close to hold, those words of love and praise echo in his chest. They mend that divide inside him just a little. Eddie doesn't shudder away from the depths or heights of how Jason feels.

Eddie soaks him in in his entirety and adores him. Like he can't see the hazards or pitfalls of loving Jason. Or maybe he does and doesn't mind the free fall into the abyss. Eddie has his own edges and thorns, loves the broken glass in Jason's heart because he's used to piecing together his own. A boy who knows suffering so intimately that he can't stand to see others bend to theirs.

For every depth of sadness Jason feels in sinking finality, he loves Eddie with just as much ferocity. Because Jason feels all his feelings like a live wire ready to catch fire. He'd burn to the ground just to make Eddie smile.

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this one was funnier in my head

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“Well, we’re all children, Jason. We all want our parents to care about us. We always are and always will be children, who have or have had parents, and we always want them to care or have cared about us.”

“She’ll know,” he says steadily, and Eddie feels that respect in his chest swelling. His eyes, firm and sure, threaten to pour over their love for his pup. “She will always know how much I care. There will never be doubt, and I will love her enough for a thousand best fathers that one shitty one will mean nothing, and he will always mean nothing because his pain made it so.”

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