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Eddie Muson comforting his vampire gf who still isn't sure about the whole thing.

Eddie opens your wardrobe doors and does a double take. 

He’s looked in your wardrobe enough times to know what you expect, but the familiar array of colours and textures is replaced with a collection of wooden stakes in various sizes. Some look more ruthless than others. One is a twisting thing with unforgiving sharp edges, its metallic colour reminds him too much of silver. He looks at it in horror and slams the wardrobe door closed. 

You come into your room seconds later, a towel lazily wrapped around your figure, “Everything ok?” 

Eddie thinks about lying, but he knows you can hear the frantic thumping of his heart, even rooms away, so he doesn’t even try to pretend. “Why do you have those?”

He points at the wardrobe, and your face falls as you realise your mistake. 

“It’s just in case…” You mumble, fidgeting with the edge of your towel nervously. He walks over to you and pulls your hands away, gripping at them tightly. He looks up at you with his puppy eyes and you crumple like paper. 

“I thought we talked about this,” He murmurs, arms quick to envelop you in a hug and pull you as close as he can get you. His long shirt sleeves dampen from your still-wet skin. 

You had been in a hurry to get to him when you heard the quickening of his heartbeat. You had imagined catching him snooping through your underwear drawer like he used to do all the time, but back then you had just been his girl, not his…creature. 

You sigh into his shoulder and your grip on him tightens, you try to be mindful of your strength, but even a year later it still feels so foreign for you to be so strong. “Eddie, If i ever lost control-”

“You won’t” He promises, hand rubbing firm lines up and down the curve of your back. 

“You remember Steves bbq,” You lament, hands scrunching up the back of his shirt, “I had to lock myself in the bathroom, over a little cut,”

Eddie pulls you from your hiding place, hands soft but firm as they cup your face. “It was different then, no one knew, you weren’t drinking, you just need to make sure you drink,” 

He says you need to drink as if it’s as casual as you sipping from a class of water, not puncturing someone's skin with your teeth and sucking them like a parasite. 

He squeezes your cheeks together, kissing your lips as they pucker up from the motion. “You can drink me whenever you want, like your own personal capri sun,” 

Normally it makes you smile, but it seems being so close to him has your body betraying you, your fangs descend from your gums. He doesn’t hate you for it, in fact, he finds your appetite for his blood quite flattering. 

“Girlfriends aren’t supposed to drink their boyfriend's blood, it’s weird” Your hands quickly covered your mouth as you step away from Eddie. Putting as much space between you as you can muster. It isn’t much. 

Your gaze flees to the floor, pupils darkened by bloodlust. 

Eddie's fingers reach for the necklace dangling from your neck, the crystal is red, in the shape of half an anatomically correct heart. He pulls it towards him and when it clicks into place with a matching necklace of his own, a little darker in colour he smiles. 

“I like weird,” He promises kissing your lips, soft and quick. “We were weird before,” He hums, his fingers rubbing back and forth over the skin of your cheeks. 

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Just a little something about sitting on bestfriend!Eddie’s face because no one ever has… sub!Eddie, inexperienced!Eddie, experienced!reader, best friend’s to lovers, face sitting, fluff 18+MDNI

“Will you stop fucking making fun of me.” Eddie groans as he flops down on his mattress.

“I’m sorry!!” You try to hold in your laughter, you really do, but you’re laughing so hard it almost hurts and Eddie is looking at you like he’s about to punch you in the face. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

“It’s really not that funny…” He crosses his arms, practically pouting as you fall into another fit of laughter, earning yourself a death glare.

“Okay, okay, I’m stopping, I’m stopping.” You rest your hands on your knees, a few spare chuckles slipping out as you try to catch your breath. “I’m sorry it’s just the look on your fucking face, Eddie!”

“Dude! You said you were going to stop laughing!” Eddie groans and throws one of his pillows at you but you dodge it, still laughing.

“I’m not! I’m not laughing!” It takes everything in you to stop laughing long enough to respond to him. “It’s just the look on your face, you looked like someone told you that your guitar got smashed or that your van got stolen but really a hot girl just flirted with you.”

You can’t hold in giggle that escapes you, he’s just too adorable all flustered like this. You can’t help but mess with him. At least a little.

“You’re acting like this was casual flirting! She literally walked up to me and told me she wanted to sit on my face! No hello! No how are you! How was I supposed to respond to that!?” Eddie runs his ringed hands down his face but it doesn’t hide the blush on his cheeks.

“Umm, you’re supposed to say yes, dumb ass!”

“Say yes!? Just say yes!?” Eddie’s head whips towards you, his mouth agape, his brown eyes wide.

“Yeah? Why are you acting like you’ve never had a girl sit on your face before!? She was cute!!” He bites his lip as he nervously plays with his rings, telling you everything without saying anything at all. You’ve been friends with him long enough to know his tells. “Eddie… has a girl never sat on your face before?”

“I mean… No?” He looks at you with a raised eyebrow, his plush bottom lip trapped between his teeth. “I’ve eaten girls out just never like… that”

You know Eddie isn’t super experienced, he hasn’t gone into too much detail with you about his sex life but you know enough to know he’s only been with a few girls and a singular guy. Your best friend wasn’t a shy guy by any means but it was like as soon as someone flirted with him you could see him melt into a puddle before your very eyes. Even you. You play it off as friendly banter but god do you mean every compliment and cheeky comment you say to him. And right now? You really want to sit on his face.

“That’s odd to me. Your face looks perfect for sitting on.” You decide to throw caution in the wind and smirk over at him, adding a little wink for good measure. Your efforts are rewarded immediately when Eddie’s face turns bright red as his eyes blow wide.

“You really.. you really think that?” Eddie nervously plays with a strand of his hair, pulling it in front of his face. And god, he’s so fucking adorable you just want to smoother him with kisses. And your pussy.

“Yeah, of course I do, Teddie.” You crawl across the bed so you can kneel right next to him and then you lean down so your lips are inches from his ear, your warm breath fanning his skin has it breaking it out into goosebumps immediately. “With that nose? And those plump lips? I’m surprised girls haven’t been begging to sit on it.”

“Oh god. Is this really happening?” Eddie shifts in his seat before running his fingers through his hair, he takes a deep breath, gearing himself up to look into your eyes. “Am I dreaming right now?”

“Nope. This is really happening.” You lick your lips, your eyes roam over his features. The almost desperate look in his eyes. The way his lips are parted and slightly wet from his tongue. His cute as button nose. You want him between your thighs now more than ever and from the way he’s acting, you’re pretty sure he wants that too. “Can I sit on your face, Eddie?”

“God, yes, please.” He practically whines and it has your pussy dripping into the material of your panties. “Use my face as your throne, princess.”

And it’s so fucking dorky and so fucking Eddie that you can’t help but laugh before taking his face in your hands and smashing your lips together. The kiss feels like everything right in the world. Like coming home to a warm fire after walking in a snow storm for hours. It ignites something in you and you slip your tongue into his mouth, deepening the kiss. Eddie moans against your lips as his hands come up to grip onto your thighs, pulling you so close you’re practically in his lap. You swing your leg over and straddle him before breaking the kiss and looking into his wonder filled eyes.

“Holy shit.” Eddie chuckles, resting his forehead against yours. “That was… amazing. Your lips are so soft.”

“I’ve wanted to do that for a very long time, if I’m being honest.” Your hands come up to cup his face and you nuzzle your forehead against his, smiling so big it almost hurts your cheeks.

“Really? Me too, since like, forever. You’re a really good kisser, by the way.” Eddie smiles at you so sweetly you just want to swallow him whole. His hands run up and down your thighs before coming to rub the skin between your skirt and your cropped top. The feeling of his calloused fingers snaps you out of your gooey love filled haze as your pussy reminds you what started this entire thing.

“Thanks, baby.” You lean back and kiss his nose, smirking at the blush that’s returned to his cheeks from your new little pet name. “Now lay back and let me ride your pretty face.”

“Oh, fuck yes.” Eddie throws himself back on the bed so quick it makes both of you bounce and then looks up at you like he’s waiting for your next instruction and it has you clenching around nothing. You can’t wait to see him all covered in your juices. You pull your shirt over your head and throw it somewhere in the mess of him room and Eddie actually moans at the sight of your bare tits. “Fuck, they’re so pretty, sweetheart. Prettier than I could’ve ever imagined.”

“Yeah?” You chuckle as you grab onto his ringed hands and bring them to cup your tits. He kneads them in his palms and it has you grinding down on the buldge in his pants in response. Eddie moans and it spurs you on as you continue to rub your clothed pussy against his jean covered cock.

“Yeah, fuck.” Eddie groans and throws his head back, feeling almost overwhelmed by the fact that the girl of his dreams is dry humping him while he plays with her tits. You pull his hands from you and he almost whimpers at the loss but it turns into a moan when you pin them on either side of his head. “Oh my god.”

“Not god, Teddie, just me.” You look down at him with mischief twinkling in your eyes before placing a messy kiss on his lips. “Now, why don’t you worship this pussy?”

You release your hold on him so you can reach for the band of your skirt but Eddie’s hands stop you and he looks up at you eagerly. “Keep it on, please?”

“Anything for you, baby.” You wink, lick your lips and then scoot up so you can throw your thigh over his head with your pussy hovering over his face. Eddie practically drools at the sight of your pretty pink panties with a clear wet spot underneath your skirt. You push the material higher up your hips before your fingers reach down to pull your panties to the side, revealing your glistening cunt.

“Fuck, you’re so wet.” Eddie whines and it makes you clench so hard he can see it, his cock straining against his jeans. “Please let me taste it, princess.”

“Oh, you’re such a good boy, asking so nicely.” That does something to Eddie’s brain that has him hooking his arms around your thighs and pulling you down so he can lick across your slick lips. “Oh fuuuck.”

“You taste so good, fuck me.” Eddie moans into your pussy, his tongue dipping into your hole and swirling around so he can collect your juices, savoring you.

“That’s so good, Eddie, oh my god.” His tongue comes up to circle your clit before he sucks it into his mouth and your hands fly to his hair, lacing your fingers through it so you can tug on it. He moans in response and you do it again, harder.

“Fuck, baby. If you keep pulling my hair like that I’m going to cum in my fucking pants.” Eddie’s words vibrate against your pussy, sending shockwaves through your body.

“That would be so hot.” You whine.

“Keep looking at me like that and it’ll become a reality.” Eddie’s lips latch back onto your clit as he grips onto your ass desperately moving you back and forth on his face. “Use me to make yourself cum, ride my face.”

Eddie’s tongue glides along your pussy, flicking your clit and caressing your lips, making sure to dip it inside you every few licks. It has you almost subconsciously following his demand as you start to grind your hips down on his face. Your fingers tug on his curly locks while you practically drown him with your pussy and Eddie swears he’s died and gone to heaven. He watches you throw your head back, accentuating your tits as they bounce in time with your thrusts. He really might cum in his pants if you keep it up.

“Your mouth is so good Eddie, you’re such a good boy for me. You’re gonna make me cum.” Eddie sticks his tongue out flat, letting you use him for your own pleasure and loving every second of it. He would die a happy man if smothered the life out of him right here between your legs. Your thrusts grow sloppy and your thighs clench around his head as you tumble over the edge. Eddie takes your clit into his mouth and sucks like his life depends on it while you ride out your orgasm. Your nails scratch his scalp and that does him in. His body still underneath you and he moans into your cunt as his cock pulses, ropes of cum spilling into his boxers.

“Fuck, did you really cum in your pants? That’s so fucking hot.” You push yourself up on your knees so you can smile down at him and fuck he’s so beautiful with his eyes all blown out and his entire lower half of his face covered in your juices. You lean down and kiss him filthy, tasting yourself on his tongue.

“God, you’re so fucking hot. I love you.” Eddie says it without even really realizing, but it feels so natural, and when it’s your turn to look flustered, he knows he didn’t fuck up. You crawl off of him and look at him in awe as he sits up next to you, taking your face in his hands. “I fucking love you.”

“I love you too, Eddie. I really do.” You let out a deep breath, like you’ve been holding that in for years because you have.

“Yeah? That’s fucking sick.” Eddie pumps his fist and you can’t help but burst out laughing. “Sooo likeee, will you be my girlfriend or whatever?”

“Yeah, or whatever.” You roll your eyes at him playfully and he kisses you more gently than before. “So. You like being called a good boy, huh?”

“Shut up.” Eddie groans and runs his hands along his face as he throws his head back in embarrassment.

“No, I think that’s so hot. And you came in your pants too. You like being dominated, Teddie?” You smirk at him and his hands grip onto your hips so he can flip you onto your back before his fingers attack your sides with tickles. “Hey! That’s not fair! You know I hate being tickled!!”

“Then stop teasing me, brat.” Eddie belly laughs as he continues to tickle you, not stopping till you’re practically kicking him off. “But truly? I’d get on my knees and worship you anyday.”

“Yeah? How about I get on my knees and show you how grateful I am that you were such a good boy for me?” You get off the bed and kneel down in front of it and it has Eddie’s cock getting hard already.

“Oh god, you’re gonna be the death of me…”

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*grips your shoulders tightly* listen to me. you HAVE to make stobin weirder, okay? you have to make them the embodiment of that Secret Third Thing™️. they’re those cats at a shelter that you can’t separate for anything. make them do examinations of each others bodies cause they’re worried about a health issue. make them share a single piece of gum. make them swap pronouns and names and clothes on a regular basis. make them shower together. i need one of the kids to call for steve in a different room and have robin come to help instead because they’re one person. i need steve to show up to work wearing robins tag cause she’s too sick to come in. they have to get weirder, do you understand? it’s for their health.

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eddie munson x reader (boob having reader but not gender specific)(eddie's a perv)(my brain said let's do a silly one) nsft 18+

"'Scuse me, sorry, I just need to check something."

Before you can register what he needs, Eddie's reaching over the book you're holding to tug at the front of your shirt. You sputter a protest as he leans in to get an eye-full of your cleavage before he's out again a second later.

"Nice," Eddie grins, throws in a saucy wink.

"Perv," you snap back, adjusting your shirt back in place. It's impossible to fight the smile growing on your face, you can't help it when he gives you that big goofy grin.

"What're you reading?" Eddie weasels his arms around you, craning to look over the top of your book, shoving his way into your personal space like a cat hungry for attention.

"Hardcore erotica," you deadpan. "Dude's trying to get in her butt."

"You read this in the kitchen? Where the food lives?" Eddie turns you around so he can read too, his chin resting on your shoulder. "Did he just lick his fingers as lube? He's not getting that thing in there, it's the size of her arm."

"It's fine. Magic." You skim down the page and point out the magical properties of the main love interest's penis.

"Ah I see." Eddie keeps reading over your shoulder, nodding his head when he's ready for you to turn the page. The two of you stand like that for a while, reading a bodice ripper of the magical variety in the quiet of Eddie's kitchen.

"So, I'm super hard," Eddie says out of nowhere six pages later.

"I noticed," you scoffed, nudging back against his hard-on. "Want me to read it out loud so you can look at my tits some more?"

"Yeah," Eddie croaks. "Yes. That would be cool. Can I touch them too?"

"Duh."

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Tiefling Bard Eddie Moodboard

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Rockstar Eddie posing for PlayGirl Magazine

You flip open the page and see a face photo.

His smile bright against the black backdrop. His long curls are pulled back into a low bun, a few strands loosely falling around his face. An undone tie hangs around his neck and his shirt is unbuttoned just enough for a tease.

His brown eyes are deep and velvety, making you feel as though you could melt into them.

Small wrinkles form just beneath his eyes as he smiles. And those fucking dimples.

You turn the page to see a montage of photos of him sitting on a chair.

Knees spread, leaning back with a cocky smile.

The black tie remains tossed around his neck but that's the only article of clothing he has on.

His hair is down now, his untamable curls matching his wild personality to a T.

His guitar that's propped between his legs is the only thing covering his private area.

His ringed fingers grip the guitar as he grins.

In one of the photos his long tongue licks along the neck of the guitar. The sight making your heart speed up in your chest. The guitar is moved to a few different positions as he poses for the shoot. Every one of them making you crave more.

There's a model on his lap at the bottom of the page, Eddie's hands covering hers as he shows her where to place her fingers on the strings.

You keep eyeing the pages, feeling yourself getting wetter as you take in every detail of his body.

The next photo he’s fully nude with his middle finger stuck out towards the camera.

Fuck, he looks good. His tatted chest is glistening, his dark hair wet, drops of water cascading down his naked form.

You turn the page once more.

His dark eyes stare directly into the camera, a perfect smirk planted on his plump lips, his eyes basically screaming 'fuck me'. His shaggy hair in disarray.

A black and white photo of him slouching in a large leather chair, a cigarette dangling from his lips as smoke rolls towards the ceiling.

The last one makes you jealous. Wishing to be the girl in the photo.

He has one hand in his hair, his head tossed back, an expression of pure pleasure on his face. A nude model on her knees, her face blocking his cock while his other hand grips her head, giving the full illusion that she's sucking his dick.

Eddie fuckin Munson

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Tiefling Bard Eddie Moodboard

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s1 nancy wheeler my fucking beloved oh what did the fandom do to you. she's literally Just A Girl. she was buying clothes she thought her boyfriend would like!! she was studying hard because she's a nerd who wants to be as good as she can!! she was going to a shitty party with barb!! and then the next second her childhood best friend who's also her only friend goes missing and no-one seems to care and she's the only one who thinks something bad happened to her and no-one believes her. nancy wheeler is such a teenage girl oh fuck oh shit

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hey remember these guys?

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☀️Summerween with Eddie🎃

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🌺Summer lovin' Steve🍧

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🍓Summer lovin' Robin🌊

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🪸Summer lovin' Argyle ☀️

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🪼Summer lovin' Eddie🥭

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AL: Munson family motto, buddy. Gas, grass or ass—

EDDIE: Yeah, yeah, nobody rides for free.

ELIZABETH: —but we’re broke, so we hot wire.

THE MUNSONS. Your average all-American family.

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🥥Summer lovin' Nancy 🌅