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[toxic-aries]

keep those on (1.1k words)

paring: eddie munson x fem!reader

warnings: 18+ (MINORS DNI), missionary position, unprotected sex, slight cursing, mentions of hickies, cringey writing, please let me know if I missed any.

a/n: due to joe wearing those glasses, this is where my brain went. sorry if it seems rushed, my migraine took over. eddie x reader really get straight to the point in this blurb.

feedback & criticism is very appreciated. please let me know if you have any thoughts on how I can approve. thank you :)

It was unexpected what you saw when you opened Eddie's bedroom door. Your boyfriend sat on the edge of his bed in nothing but old gray sweats, guitar in his lap, long locks clinging to his face with beads of sweat dripping, and glasses. Glasses? Circle glasses with wire frames to be exact. “Since when do you wear glasses, huh? ” you ask, placing a kiss on his exposed shoulder as you sit next to him. 

“Hmm.” he mumbles, adjusting the glasses by their arms, “Well, I only really wear them at night.” Aligning his body more towards you, he gives you a quick kiss. You run your fingers along the edge of his face, brushing away the strands of hair that gripped to his forehead. Maintaining eye contact with his pretty brown eyes through the lenses of those glasses. “You like them? ” he asks as his lips rest along your jawline and his hand moves up your thigh, stroking it. 

“I like them a lot...” you say, lifting your head back slightly as he places kisses along your jawline, moving his lips down your newly exposed neck. Eddie’s hands grip on your thigh as he places a few love bites along the sensitive skin of your neck. You begin leaning back slowly, as he follows your every move until your back is pressed against the mattress and he’s now hovering over you. 

His hands brush over your thighs, spreading them open slightly – just enough for his hand to palm you through your jeans. You pick his chin up with a couple fingers, lifting up his pretty face from your love-bitten neck. “You look so pretty with those glasses...” you whisper, drawing him into a passionate kiss. With your parted lips, his tongue wanders onto yours and kisses you fiercely. 

His hands move to the buttons of your jeans, as he unbuttoned them he pulled them off along with your panties. After removing your exposed half, his hands reach for his sweats and strip him off quickly. As you break free of his kiss, you pull the hem of your shirt off your body as rapidly as possible, exposing your bare chest to him. “You think i’m pretty.” he chuckles, his hand moving to your bare cunt, rubbing circles around your clit. 

The moment he touches you, you gasp, your head snapping back, and the sensation of pleasure already immerses you. With his free hand he begins gripping the sides of his glasses, attempting to pull them off – you grab his wrist before he could. “No.” you say in between gasps as his fingers travel your folds, “Keep those on…please.” you plead with him. 

He pulls his body back slightly, eyebrow raised, “You want me to keep them on?” he questions. You nod your head in response. You watch as he grips his cock, “You want me to fuck you in these glasses, huh?” he says as he drags the head against your throbbing clit in a teasing manner.  

“Please Eds.” you whimper in frustration at the intense pressure between your legs, wishing for relief. You feel him slip into your tight little cunt and slide his thick full length into you. Moaning, you push your back deeper against the mattress as you feel his cock fill you.  A few moans escape his lips as your pussy grip tightens around his length. He lowers his body closer to yours as you both get comfortable to the position, you push his glasses back up his nose by the bridge. 

With his hands firmly hooked beneath your knees, he raised your legs so they were around his body as his thrusts began slowly. His goal was that you would feel every thrust, every aspect of him. As his forehead rested on yours, the heavy breaths combined with yours caused his glasses to fog up. “You get off just seeing me in these stupid things?” his chuckle breaks through groans, pressing his cock deep into your cunt. 

“F-Fuck.” you groan, bucking your hips at the pressure forming, “I-I do. I want you to fuck me in those all of the time.” you cry out as you feel his cock thrusting in and out of you again. His pace quickens with each thrust, gripping his shoulders as he pushes deeper with every motion into your wet cunt. “Fuck baby..”  He grunts through his teeth, his hand leaving a bruising grip on your hip “You're soaking wet.”

He moves his mouth to your bare chest, taking your hard pointed nipple between his clenched teeth, looking up at you – glasses slid almost to the tip of his nose. Fuck. Your walls tighten around his cock at the sight of him, his free hand grasping harshly on your other tit. “Eddie…” you moan out, snapping your head back as his lips clasped around your nipple. His tongue danced with it. His teeth clench hard around your sensitive skin. 

The sound of moans and cries, mixed with the sick slapping sounds of his cock pounding into your dripping cunt echoed throughout his room. You grab ahold of his chin, maintaining the heavy lustful eye contact between you two. And just so you can stare at those pretty glasses. “Keep looking at me like that.” You whimper, as his deep thrust pounds your g-spot. 

You caress his face with both hands, watching his subtle facial expressions as he pounded his cock into you. He moves his hand from your chest, brushing your strands of hair out of your face, “You look so pretty while I’m fucking you…” he coos as his hand that had a bruising grip on your hip moves to play with your clit, “Pretty pretty girl…” he continues. 

His fingers danced with your throbbing bud as the cock continued to slide in and out of you. Your legs began to tremble at the upcoming orgasm that was building in the pit of your stomach. As he sped up his rhythm, Eddie pressed his face against your neck, lips panting against your skin. His cock tenses inside your cunt, as he pants out, “I’m going to cum...”, and between heavy breaths, his lenses fog up once again. 

You pull his face from the nape of your neck to look him in the eyes, watching as the foggy lenses fade. “Cum in me baby…” you whine out, trying to hold back your own frenzy. With a few more harsh thrusts, you throw your head back in pure ecstasy – his cock tenses as he fills you with his warm spurts. He pulls out slowly as you both ride out your climaxes, his hot sticky spunk leaking from your folds as he does so. Taking a brief look at you through his lenses, he sees you smiling slightly and he mutters, “Shit.”

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[toxic-aries]

jealous (1.2k words)

paring: rockstar!eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: dating one of the most famous rockstars can get frustrating sometimes due to jealousy, but you decide to get a rise out of him while he’s on stage.

warnings: 18+ (minors goodbye), sub!eddie, dom!reader, petnames, masturbation, cowgirl style activities, cursing, if I forgot any please let me know.

a/n: I need to start proofreading these, but hey. apologies if it seems rushed and or cringey writing.

feedback & criticism is very appreciated. please let me know if you have any thoughts on how I can approve. thank you :)

Eddie's shows became unbearable to you. When Corroded Coffin was still a small hometown band, they were fun, but now they are one of the biggest touring bands. Their faces cover different magazine covers, they cover newspapers, especially in Hawkins. In Hawkins, they were always the talk of the town, people couldn't get enough of their success. You couldn't help feeling jealous…Eddie was your boyfriend. Come on, what girl wouldn't feel jealous over other women throwing themselves at your boyfriend every time he performs?

You usually stayed in a separate area of whatever venue they were playing, but tonight you wanted to do something a little different. Just to get a rise out of Eddie. As you pushed through the crowded pit, sweaty bodies pushed aside as you tried to get to the front of the line. Despite everyone's curses, the music muffled them. Your attention was drawn to a group of girls at the front, they were going absolutely insane. It looked as if one of the girls was literally drooling. The blood coursing through your veins boiled.

Looking up at the stage, you saw Eddie. You watched as his fingers traveled against the strings of his guitar. The way he worked that guitar was godly…but the way he worked your body couldn't even compare. You continued with your plan to get a rise out of him. Still pushing through the crowd. That group of girls caught your attention again, watching one of them undo the back of their bra and throw it onstage, being caught by the end of Eddie’s guitar. Oh fuck no. He had that stupid cheesy grin on his face.

You were close enough to the front. You tap the shoulder of a much taller man standing in front of you. “H-Hey! “ You shouted, trying to sound louder than the music. “If you want to be in front, at least let me get on your shoulders so I can see!” You tapped his shoulder repeatedly, trying to get his attention. The random man turned around and signaled for you to get in front so he could lift you up.

As you sat on the shoulders of a random man, Eddie could see you just as clearly as he could see anyone else. Having finally turned his gaze to you, he looked confused. ‘What are you doing?‘ he asked, mouthing the question. The smirk on your face grew as you tugged at the hem of your shirt. The grip on his guitar tightened as his eyes grew wider with anger. Your shirt was lifted up, revealing your bare breast as the last song ended. Eddie's body tensed up with anger and lust as he looked at you. His grip on the guitar's end became tighter and tighter. The guitarist took the strap off his neck, grasped the guitar's neck, and crushed it.

He guides you through the tour bus to his 'room' as you follow along behind him. You nearly lose feeling in your hand due to his tight grip. He slides the door closed. Turning around to face you, his body still tense. His sweaty locks clung to his face. His veins through his neck and hands raised up. You mirrored his expression right back at him. “What the fuck was that little stunt of yours?” He asked.

“Really? You scoffed, folding your arms against your chest. “You seemed to enjoy those girls getting off just by staring at you.” His eyebrow raised at your statement, looking like he didn't know what you were talking about. Are you fucking serious. “You know the ones who did this…” your words trailed off as you began undoing the clasps of your bra. Taking it off, twirling it on the tip of your finger before throwing it at one of his guitars in the corner. Landing right on the head of the guitar.

“That’s what your whole thing was about?” he huffed. In response, you shrugged your shoulders and said "no.". Pressing your hand against his chest, you pushed him onto the bed. “What are you doing?”

“How about you shut the fuck up? Let me talk.” You hissed, unbuttoning your leather pants that were clinging to your skin. His eyes grew larger at the sight of you standing in front of him. Only wearing panties and a cropped band tee. Eddie’s eyes traveled up and down your body, taking in every little detail. "I can't help but get jealous, baby," you said as you crawled on top of him. “Seeing those girls go crazy over you…I can’t help but wonder what they're thinking.” you whisper against his ear.

As his clothed cock twitched beneath you, you felt a sensation of pleasure. You snaked your hands down his body to his hips, undid his belt and zipper, and started tugging on his belt loops. "Bab-" your finger hits the tip of his lips, cutting off his words. Pulling his pants down you freed his hard cock. “Like I said, I’m talking. Not you.” Your words pierced through the tension like a dagger.

“You put on a good show, don’t you? ” you asked, lingering close to his cock. You move your hands down to your wet core and rub small circles over your clit, “If I'm this wet watching you, I can't imagine how wet those girls got.” you hissed, slipping a finger into your warm cunt before throwing your head back moaning. You began finger fucking yourself, pratically teasing his cock thats just inches beneath you. Hitting your g-spot repeatedly causing you to thrust, gently grazing his tip in the process.

“Fuck! ” you moan out, pumping your dripping cunt repeatedly. Eddie's hands gripped the cover on the bed as he threw his head back in frustration. His moans for relief drip from his lips, "Baby…please. Those girls don't matter to me." He groans, while grabbing at your hips. Not letting him touch you, you buck your hips. You pull your fingers out of your cunt, pressing them against his plump lips.

“Open your mouth.” you demanded, he listened and parted his lips just enough for you to stick your dripping fingers inside. As he sucked off your fingers, you aligned yourself with his cock before slowly sinking on to it. You curse out as his throbbing cock fills your insides. Your fingers slip out of his mouth, leaving behind a pop sound. Putting your hands against Eddie's chest, you adjusted yourself to his size.

Eddie moans beneath you as you rock back and forth. As your pace quickens, you moan, "I just get so jealous…". While bouncing on his cock, his hands gripped your hips and guided you down. You throw your head back as moans escape your lips as his cock repeatedly hits your g-spot. “You're mine, my girl.” he pants, “I only think about you, baby.”

You clench against his dick as his hips thrust harshly into you, causing his balls to slap against your ass leaving slapping noises echoing throughout the room. With each thrust, he tightens his grip on your hips, warming the pit in your stomach. A throbbing sensation spread throughout your body as his cock throbbed. With each motion you made, curses escaped his lips. You mutter under your breath, "I'm cum…" As you thrust forward, your pace slows. The orgasm overtakes you as you throw your head back.

“F-Fuck! ” he cried out as his body shudders, shooting hot strings of cum into your pussy. Your sweaty brow rests against his while you rest on top of his cock. Your heavy breaths were in sync with one another. ��Did I tell you you could cum? ” you pant against his lips.

“Fuck…I’m sorry baby.”

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[toxic-aries]

my tattoo artist went down on me (2k words)

paring: tattoo artist!eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: eddie munson offered to design a new tattoo for you, during the session things got a little heated.

warnings: 18+ (minors DNI), oral (f recieving), fingering, squirting, some strong lanuage, and some cringey writing, if i missed any please let me know.

a/n: this is a super old draft from a few months ago so I hope you all enjoy <;3

feedback & criticism is very appreciated. please let me know if you have any thoughts on how I can approve. thank you :)

You stood outside the Munsons trailer, a tad bit nervous, but it is a normal feeling…especially when it comes to getting a new tattoo. But, the thought of Eddie Munson giving you said tattoo made your heart race even more…not that you didn't trust his tattooing skills…oh come on you didn't trust that boy's art skills at all.

All of a sudden the screen door of the trailer swings open, and there stood Eddie. Shirtless. Kind of sweaty. Messy curls as always. Slightly tighter jeans than normal. This look of his caught you off guard, rightfully so…it was a stunning look. “Are you just going to stand there like a creep?” He leaned his body against the door frame, crossing his arms while examining you.

Your mouth parted slightly like you were going to answer his question, but no words were coming out. All you wanted to do was stare at him. He knew. “Cat got your tongue, sweetheart?” He whispered as you stepped through the doorway of the trailer, those words sent shivers down your spine. “Come on, I have everything set up in my room.”

“You do know what you're doing right, Munson?” You teased as Eddie led you to his room down the hall.

“Well how else do you think I got these sweet ole’ tatties, huh?” He points at the bats on his arm, “This is my newest work, you like?”

“Not really my style…but they're cool.”

“You seem hard to please…” He mumbles to himself as he sits down in a rolly chair, then opening a sketchbook turning to the page with your design on it. You just wanted some simple roses on your thigh, not too much. “Does this look like what you had in mind, darling?” He really needs to stop with these pet names.

His artwork was actually…good. Surprisingly. “Oh my gosh, I love that!” You exclaimed. He rolls over to the edge of his bed and pats it motioning for you to sit down. The workspace area wasn't the greatest but hey…it’s more professional looking than others. A single towel sits on the edge of the bed, the tattoo gun with the ink caps on a random nightstand and a pair of normal gloves beside it. “Well, I’m glad you like it…hopefully I can draw the sketch again actually on your leg”

Eddie says as he pulls out a couple markers, biting the cap off of one and spitting it out onto the floor, he rolls himself over to you. Putting his knee in between your legs, “Now which thigh are we putting it on.” His pretty brown eyes look up at you as his free hand caresses the side of your right thigh.

“U-uhm…my right one. I want it…” You pointed to the upper thigh of your right leg, making a general circle motion around the area. “About right here.” He moved his hand to that spot, retracing that circle you had made. “So, you want it right here?” You gulped at his question, feeling the slight tension building in the room. “I guess you're going to have to take these things off so we can get started.” His finger moves from your thigh to your hip, pulling on the belt loop of your jeans. “I thought I told you to wear something short.”

“I know, I’m sorry. I had just gotten off work and -”

“Y/N, i'm only playing around…” Eddie chuckled as he pushed himself back, giving you some space to take off your jeans. “Unless, you like to be told what to do?” His eyebrow raised as he watches you stand up and unbutton your jeans.

“Maybe I do, Munson.” His eyes widen at your words. “Oh really…” Eddie's words lingered as he rolled over to you, your hips perfectly in line with his head. “Maybe…I can help take these off for you, sweetheart.” His hands moved up your legs to your hips, pulling down on your belt loops. Pulling down your pants slowly. The feeling of his hands against your bare skin sends tingles throughout your body. The cold metal from his rings sent chills. The intimacy was a bare minimum, but your body craved more.

“Sit back down.”

You listened. He grabbed the marker again and began to draw the rose design on your upper thigh. About thirty or some extra minutes pass and he’s done with the sketch. It looked just like what was in his notebook. “You ready?”

“I guess so…lay it on me.”

Eddie’s been tattooing for about an hour. The vibrations from the tattoo gun piercing your skin sends tingles throughout your entire body. Causing you to grip onto the sheets of his bed, tighter and tighter and tighter. Eddie notices. He moves his free hand to your opposite leg, gripping his hand in the skin of your soft thigh. “Do you need a break?” You shook your head to signal no, you were lying.

He pushed himself back slightly as he lifted the machine up from your skin, placing it on the table beside him. “I can tell you need a break…” His words faded off almost like he was going to say more, which made you curious. Your eyes met his. He uses the chair to pull himself closer to you, leaving you face to face, merely inches apart. “Maybe, we can do something else…instead.”

“Like what?”

“Like this.” He pushes your body against the bed, now hovering over you. His finger pulls your chin up closer to his face, staring directly at your lips. You need him. All of him. You couldn't take the tease anymore, so, your arms wrap around his neck and pull yourself up to meet his lips. Clashing into each other. You wanted more. His lips trailed off yours, moving down to your chin, then your neck. Leaving a few marks on his territory. “Let me take this off of you.” He whines into the crook of your neck while pulling at the edge of your t-shirt. His hand starts pulling it up as you move with his movements finally taking it off. Exposing your bare chest.

Suddenly the heated makeout session paused. “Oh shit, I don't want you getting an infection with this thing being exposed. Stand up real quick.” He said as he stood up, reaching his hand out to help pull you up. He put a few layers of paper towels over the half-way done rose, taping the edges to your skin, making sure he doesn't make it too uncomfortable for you. “Does that feel okay?” You nodded at his question.

Eddie places a few soft and gentle kisses on your other thigh, getting closer and closer to you. You feel as his hand moves from the side of your thigh to palm your clothed pussy. His touch caused you to jump a tad, “Oh. Do you not want that?” He said as he looked up at you.

“N-No, I do, trust me. I want that.” You whined, practically begging for him at this point. A smirk grew on his face. Using his pointer he slid your panties over, running said finger down your pussy, “You’ve been this wet the whole time?” He sighed, “Fuck Y/N.” His pointer finger then enters your core, making slight pumping motions. Then pulling it out, putting his hands on your hips, his face directly in line with you.

“Take them off, please.” Your voice was breathy. Eddie wasted no time, pulling your hips closer to his face then using his teeth to drag your panties down your legs. Finishing taking them off using his hands. He stood up from the chair, towering over you, “Lay down on your back, bend your legs too.” He demanded.

You did just as he said, of course. Watching him get down to the right level, he threw your legs over his shoulder. His fingers danced around your entrance, sending pains to your stomach as the heat began to build. Your pussy was throbbing, craving for him to do something…literally anything. You weren't really an impatient person, but you just craved him. “Can you please do something Mun-”

You were cut off by him licking your cunt, tasting you from bottom to top. Sending you to throw your head back letting out a soft moan. Using his pointer and middle he spread your lips open even more, sticking his tongue into your core. Your hands reached between your own legs to his hair, yanking and pulling at his roots. “We’ll see if youre so hard to please…” He groaned into your pussy, the vibrations from his voice causing that heat to build even more in the pit of your stomach.

Eddie put his lips around your throbbing clit, while locking eyes with you. Your back pressed harder against the bed, he continued to lick and suck on your cunt, randomly pulling up to plant kisses on the inner thighs. His ringed hand rubbing up and down your thigh as the free fingers finds its way to your core again. His lips stayed on your clit as his fingers fucked your tight hole, his tongue dancing around your clit in circular motions. That intense feeling in the pit of your stomach gets warmer and warmer. “Eddie fuck!” You moan out, trying to catch your breath while he hasn't eased up one bit. “Are you already getting close sweetheart?” He whined as he pulled up from your pussy, removing his fingers from your center, “God, youre so fucking wet…” His hand reached up to your mouth, “Open for me…” His fingers that are covered in your juices enter your mouth, you take them deep, nearly down your throat.

He pushes your legs from his shoulders and plants them down to the bed, spreading your legs open further. Making his access to your pussy easier. “You can only cum when I tell you to, okay?” He says as he gets back down to your level, maintaining that intense eye contact still.

You nod, “O-Okay.” His tongue meets your core, in and out, circular motions, he then licks all the way up your cunt again taking in all your taste and juices. The feeling was incredible. He definitely knew how to use his tongue. He sucks on your bulging and throbbing clit again, using his pointer and middle to pound your hole again. Pumping them in and out. His free hand moved to your hip pushing you down deeper into the bed, the cold metal from his rings against the warmth of your skin. You were getting close, but he hasn't told you yet.

“Are you close, princess?” He moaned as he came up to catch his breath, how in the fuck did he know. “If you're close…you can cum.”

He didnt have to say anymore, “Eddie, fuck.” You cursed out as your head flung back, your chest rising up and down faster and faster. That warm pit in your stomach is nearly on fire. His fingers got faster and faster as they pounded into your core, “Cum for me baby…” he groans, your legs start to shake as an even more intense orgasm builds.

Then you did exactly what he said. As it snapped, you screamed, Eddie pulling his thick fingers from inside you, still pushing against your clit, a hard stream gushing forth. After a few moments, you are still shaken by the sensation. As his digits plunge into your dripping pussy,a few curses and moans of his name escape your lips, he pumps in and out a few more times before pulling them out and watching you squirt again.

“Fuck Y/N.”

“Shit Eddie, I am so fucking sorry.”

“No, I dont give a fuck about that.” His tongue licks off the excess cum dripping from your warm cunt. “That was fucking hot.”

“Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” You leaned down to his level planting a sloppy kiss on his lips. “Then let’s finish this tattoo.”

“Another round once I'm done?”

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[toxic-aries]

down on the king (1.3k words)

paring: eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: reader is fed up with eddie giving all his attention to the upcoming D&D campaign.

warnings: 18+ ONLY (leave minors pls), sorta dom!reader, oral (m receiving), under-the-table blowjob and handjob, (semi) public smut, slightly strong language, cum in mouth, pet names (baby, king) almost getting caught and cringey writing.

a/n: apologies for not posting but here we go. excuse the writing in some parts, i'll proofread it in the morning. (also it’s just straight up porn at this point i got carried away)

feedback & criticism is very appreciated. please let me know if you have any thoughts on how I can approve. thank you :)

You sat across the long D&D table, sitting directly opposite of Eddie who sat in his throne – buried deep into his notebooks – trying to plan the perfect new campaign for the rest of the hellfire club. The fact that he had spent months planning this one, along with the fact that it had consumed all your attention, even though you knew how much effort he put into these campaigns, made you a bit annoyed. 

“Hey, grumpy pants!” you exclaim, throwing a pretzel in his direction, hitting directly against one of his notebooks. His eyes never leaving his notes, all he did was let out a slight hmm. You groan, pushing your back deeper into the chair, starting to dig into the plastic bag of pretzels again. “Keep actin’ like that and -” you began before he interrupted you by saying, “Throw another pretzel and it won’t end good for you.” 

“I take that as a challenge.” you mumble under your breath, quietly taking another pretzel from the bag. You watch as his eyes finally snap up from his notebook, those chocolate brown eyes piercing into your soul – his expression showing a look of ‘oh really?’ You leaned forward against the table, carefully letting your shirt hang from your chest exposing your cleavage.

“You’re a fucking tease.” he scoffs, pushing back slightly from his chair as a loud squeak across the wooden floors echoes through the room. “No no, sit back down” you command, elbows pressing against the table, watching as his body pauses from standing up. “Go on…continue with your campaign planning.” your voice coated in annoyance. 

He plops back down into his seat, pulling his gaze from you, “Look who’s the grumpy pants now” he mumbles, thumbing through the pages in his notebook. You sigh heavily, pushing the seat back as you stood up – the same loud squeak breaking through the silence again. But his eyes doesn't leave his pages, he was determined not to be distracted by you. Well at least for now. 

You drop to your knees silently, crawling your way under the long D&D table right at the foot of his throne. You scoot forward slowly, noticing the growing erection through his jeans from your ‘teasing’. You hum quietly, running your hand along his legs, dragging your hands up against them until you get to his thighs. His body jolted at your harsh touch, “Y/N? What the fuck?” he asks, trying to scoot his chair back. 

“Stay right there.” you demand, tightening your grip against his thigh. You hear him grunt from above you, adjusting himself in his seat as he sinks deeper into his throne. Your hands brush against his thighs as they meet his belt – you begin undoing his belt and jeans, tugging them down slightly followed by his boxers. You watch as his happy trail starts being exposed, tugging the jeans down faster. 

His hips lift up, helping you pull his jeans and boxers combo down to his ankles. “I’m just trying to go down on the king.” you say, taking his hardened cock in your hand. spitting into your palm, you spread it over his thick shaft and stroke slowly, causing him to take in a labored breath. You watch as precum escapes his pretty pink tip as your hand moves up and down the firm limb. His thighs tensing with each stroke. 

“The king likes his sword played with, huh?” you ask, a tone of fake innocence cloaking your voice. You hear him hum in pleasure, followed by the sound of his head heading the chair as he throws his head back. You edged your face closer to his cock, continuing to stroke his shaft – thumbing over his dripping tip mixing precum and your saliva together in your movements. 

“Baby…” he grunts, thrusting his hips as he sinks as low as he could into his seat, “I want your mouth already.” his voice was whinny, which you didn’t mind…you always loved hearing him beg for you. Your free hand starts caressing his plump thigh as your parted lips hovered his tip, teasing his head. 

You begin pecking at his tip, “Oh you want this pretty little mouth?” you ask as you hungrily took his tip in your mouth, tongue swirling around it – focusing on the slit covered in beads of precum. “Y-Yes please…” he whimpers out, his thick hand moving under the table, gripping at your hair to push down on. You quickly smack his hand away, removing your lips from the tip. 

“No touching.” you said sternly, feeling as his hand releases his grip, obeying your orders. You loosen your tight grip around his cock. “That’s a good boy.” you praise, shoving his cock flat against his lower belly, your tongue licked up the thick vein that ran along the underside. 

“J-Jesus fuckin’ christ” he stammered out, the muscles in his abdomen tightening and twitching. His hands smacked against the arm rests, gripping onto the wood harshly. A smirk paints your face as you pull back from his cock, just to take the tip in your mouth once again, swirling your tongue around his tip. 

You eagerly bobbed your head up and down his cock, tasting the mix of precum and saliva with every slobbery motion. Your hand joins in the motions, bobbing your head as your hand helps with the pumping motion. Above the table, Eddie’s a whining mess, his grip against the arm rests becoming tighter and tighter as ignores the temptations of gripping onto your hair to push you deeper. 

As you shifted your mouth, you relaxed your gag reflex and dropped your jaw further. The moment he hit your back of the throat, you pulled yourself off of him, slurping up the spit and cum that coated his cock before pushing back down and taking him deeper so that he actually slipped down your throat. 

“F-fuck…” he grunts, pushing up from the throne slightly to adjust himself. His head was thrown back, eyes squeezed shut, mouth part open as he panted – going brainless hearing the slobbering sounds from underneath the table. You pushed yourself down on his cock a few times, his tip hitting the back of your throat with each motion. you sucked in your cheeks and pulled back slowly, feeling the satisfying suction.

With a pop sound, you swirl your tongue around his sticky tip, then pulling away to place a long, hard lick on his filled balls. Eddie continued letting moans and curses fall from his parted lips between his pants. “Baby…I-I’m fucking close.” He stutters, brain short-circuiting as you tapped his cock on your tongue, feeling the shaft throb in your grasp. 

“Cum for me then.” you encourage before placing your lips back around his aching cock, going up and down on him again. His hands reach for your hair, grasping at your roots as he pushes you further down on his cock – nearly making you gag. And just like that warm, salty spurts of cum shot down your throat and trickled down your chin. 

You pumped him through as he rides out his climax, sucking and licking up every drop of him as he cries out in pleasure. “F-Fuck…” he whines out, his hips snapping forward from the impact of his orgasm. As you take your mouth off his cock, you push your head from underneath the table with your tongue out – showing him his cum spread on your tongue before swallowing it.

“Such a te-” he began saying when all of a sudden the sound of the doors pushing open echoes throughout the silence. “J-Jesus christ! What the fuck are you doing here Henderson?” he stammers, pushing your head back down before removing his hand from underneath the table. “Umm, what the hell were you doing?” you hear Dustin ask, walking up to the table. 

“Shit nothing. Don’t you have a bedtime? It’s late man.” Eddie chuckles. 

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Thinking about modern day eddie loving face time…

paring: eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: you and eddie experiment on facetime for the first time.

warnings: 18+ (minors DNI), mutual masturbation, phone sex/facetime sex, slight dirty talk, mention of established daddy kink, and my cringey writing.

a/n: it's late and my mind came up with this prompt, so i hope you guys enjoy. also, it’s not proofread, i’ll fix any mistakes in the morning <3

feedback & criticism is very appreciated. please let me know if you have any thoughts on how I can approve. thank you :)

Eddie flipped the camera to expose his bulge in his gray sweats. His legs spread in the chair he’s sitting in, the only light coming from his TV. His hand grips at his growing erection. “How about you show me that pretty pussy?” he groans. Your cheeks flushed red. Feeling a little embarrassed to do that over the phone. “Oh come on sweetheart…it’s nothing I haven't seen before.” he says as he flips the camera back to his face, showing his puppy dog look. “Do it for me…” he pleads with you.

“Are you sure?” you ask, placing your phone against something on your side table. Having it in the perfect position for him to see your body. You watched as his eyes widened on screen, seeing you only in one of his old band tees and your silky panties being revealed in the process. “Oh baby…” he grunts through the speakers of your phone.

You lay back against your bed, spreading your legs directly in front of the camera. He watches as your hand travels down your body to your clothed pussy. Your fingers moved between your folds as you slid them underneath your panties. You watch in between your thighs as Eddie props his phone up on his desk, exposing his shirtless chest and gray sweats. His hand rests on his bulge. “Take them off for me, baby.” he commands.

You continue playing with your wet folds as your free hand tugs at the strings of your thong, pulling your busy hand away from your core as you slide the panties off. Being completely exposed to the camera, you spread your legs even more so Eddie can see everything. Your fingers begin rubbing circles around your clit, letting out soft moans of his names escape your lips.

You watch as Eddie tugs his sweatpants down along with his boxers, exposing his hard and throbbing cock. He began to stroke his cock up and down slowly, letting out moans and groans at each touch while he watched you play with your clit. “Use those fingers…imagine it as my cock.” he groans as he continues to rub his shaft, throwing his head back slightly, still watching your every move.

“Yes daddy.” you reply, your fingers from your throbbing clit down to your folds once again. Slowly, you push a finger into your dripping cunt, moaning as you imagine Eddie's finger there. You begin pumping your finger in and out, letting your thumb massage around your throbbing bud. You hear him let out moans as his own pace gets faster on the other end of the call.

“I wish your cock was inside me instead of my fingers…” you whimper, adding another finger in your wet cunt, making your pace match his. You watch the phone positioned in between your legs and see Eddie pumping his shaft, tossing his head back, the sound of Eddie’s slick running up and down his cock coming through the speakers. As you watched him, you just imagined yourself bouncing up and down on his cock, moaning his name as he plays with your erect nipples.

You bring your free hand under your shirt, beginning to play with your sensitive nipples. Your thumb and index finger squeezed your nipple, massaging it, letting out a loud moan as your fingers continue to pump in and out. “God you’re so fucking hot…” he grits through his clenched jaw as he continues fucking himself with his fist.

“I wish I was balls fucking deep in that pretty pussy…” he moans out, your pussy clenching harding around your digits at his words. “Eds…” you whimper, pushing your fingers deeper and deeper and pulling them out in a rapid motion. That knot forms in the pit of your stomach as you continue to finger fuck yourself deeper, hearing Eddie’s sweet moans, that warm sensation keeps building.

“Mhmmm…” you whine, “ ‘M close…So close.”

"Go ahead and cum with me." His grunts roused the heat in between your legs, and you reached your orgasm. With a whining moan, your pussy clenches and gushes around your fingers. Eddie moans your name under his breath as he cums around his own fist, pumping hot cum all over his stomach and thighs.

As you descend from your climaxes, you both pant while smiling at each other. "Fuck…" he murmurs under his breath. A chuckle escapes his lips as he mutters, "We'll have to do that again.".

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He gets jealous of you and Steve, so he’s shows you who you belong too?

I belong to you (1.2k words)

paring: eddie munson x fem!reader

warnings: 18+ (minors get out), dom!eddie, cowgirl style activities, doggy style, mentions of handcuffs, degradation/name-calling, daddy kink, jealous!eddie, implied fucking in his van, and my cringey writing, please let me know if i missed any.

a/n: thank you for the prompt (ily), I got a little too carried away. also, ignore the grammar mistakes it's late, I'll fix them tomorrow.

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Family Video's shelves were crammed with movies, and you spent some time scanning them, looking for the right one for movie night. So many options. You walked down the horror aisle and came across a copy of The Shining. Picking it up, you proceeded to the counter to rent it out. You strolled down the aisles reading the back of the tape while mired in your own little world.

Wandering aimlessly, you bump into someone organizing shelves. The many VHS tapes that fell created such a big ruckus in the store, with you constantly apologizing and trying to assist him. "Hey," he laughed, shrugging it off. “It's all right, you wouldn't believe how often this happens here." He smiled, reaching for the movie you had dropped. Your hands graze awkwardly, both ripping away from the VHS tape right away.

“The Shining, huh? Planning for a movie night tonight.” he asks with a smile, as he hands you the tape he has just picked up. Your eyes finally drew your attention to the guy's name tag as you reached for the VHS tape. Steve. Steve ‘The Hair” Harrington. The known douchebag of Hawkins high. He leaned his body against the shelves, crossing his arms, with that dumb cheeky grin plastered on his face.

“Yeah, I was planning on watching it with -” you began, but were interrupted. “You know…It’s a horror movie..” Steve interrupted, “I could stop by and we could watch it together, if you want?”. What a douchebag line, how cheesy can he get? You could feel the awkwardness in the air, and you laughed awkwardly, "Yeah, I don't think that would work out”. The sound of 80's classics echoed faintly in the background, but the silence lingered. You rock on your heels, not really sure how to escape this awkward situation.

“Harrington.” A familiar grasp landed on your hip, pulling your body against his side. It was Eddie, finally. "I don't think we'll have a movie night tonight…" he hisses, his jaw tightening as you watch him. His grip tightens around your hip, emphasizing each word, "Other plans came up." he says. Steve's eyes widened as he realized what was happening. Taking a deep breath, he smiles and sucks his teeth, “I see…if you change your mind.” He pauses for a moment, looking at you, “Just let me know.”

There is silence in the store as Eddie takes a deep breath and tries to hold his tongue. His hand slips from your waist and grips your hand. You find yourself trailing behind him through the aisles before storming out.

A hard smack on the ass of your body sent shivers down your spine, causing your hips to thrust forward. Eddie gripped your hips tightly, slamming your body against him. With each thrust, his grip became tighter. Fortunately, your cries were muffled by the shaggy carpet beneath you. While grasping the chain of the cuffs, Eddie repositioned himself to get in a different angle by using it for leverage.

“You wish it was Harrington's cock and not mine?” he says through gritted teeth, his thrusts becoming harsher and harsher. “No Eds!” you cry out. You feel as his pace slows, till he’s completely still inside you. Everything stopped. There was nothing but the sound of your deep heavy breaths and Eddie's breathing. A hand snakes down your body, feeling your hip, brushing past your throbbing clit, and grazing your hard nipples before landing on your jaw.

Your head is lifted in a tense grip, and he asks, "What did you say?" sending shivers down your spine. You feel his body tense and push your hips back as a sign of reassurance. “E-E…” you started, pausing for a moment as his hips pulled back. “Shit. I meant ‘No daddy’!” You yell, arching your back more. He pulls out, and his hand moves from your jaw, snaking its way back down to your empty cunt.

You whimper, craving his touch, "D-Daddy, I'm so sorry." His fingers brush against your swollen clit, easing between your folds. You keep insisting, "I'm yours! Only yours!" He fucking loves teasing…especially in this case. A pair of harsh digits push into your hot cunt, pulsing in and out repeatedly. “Who’s pussy is this?” he grunts out.

“Only yours!” you exclaim, “Daddy, I belong to you!” your words followed by unholy moans. Each time his thick fingers touch your core, you feel a warm sensation build in your stomach. As he pulls out his fingers, your wet pussy becomes empty again. You feel your legs shaking from this position. You first hear it before you feel it: a harsh slap against your warm cunt. As your knees buckle out, you collapse, smashing your face against the floor and muffling your screams.

"That's a good girl." he mumbles, "Now I want my good girl to fuck daddy's cock all on her own." he quickly undoes your cuffs, helping you change positions. You hover inches from his dick, feeling his hands guide your pussy back and down. Your breaths stiffen as you sink back until your ass meets his skin, curses falling from both of you and Eddie’s lips.

Rolling your hips forward, you rest your hands on Eddie's thighs to adjust to this new position. Gripping your nails into them as his cock twitched and a growled moan left his full lips as he reached the new depth inside your warm cunt. You begin rocking your hips, allowing his cock to slip in and out. “Come on babygirl…fuck daddy like the dirty slut you are.” he groans.

Lifting yourself up and down from his cock, you tighten your grip on his thighs, speeding up your pace. Your plump ass smacking down on his hips creating wet slapping sounds as his dick drives in and out of your cunt. “You’re such a good little slut aren't you?” he moans out, his hands traveling up your back to your knotty hair, tugging it back making your hips stall.

“I’m daddy’s good little slut.” you exclaim, your hips bucking again. Your head falls back as you bounce painfully against his cock, his tip bumping over your g-spot. You feel his hand move from your hip to your swollen bud to support you. As you bounce onto his lap, he circles your throbbing clit with his calloused fingers. “Fuck, this feels so good.” you mewled.

“Keep riding me.” he grunts, his hand yanking your hair and snapping your neck back as you cried out from the mix of pain and pleasure. His fingers moving in a faster pace around your clit. You start feeling that warm feeling build again in that pit of your stomach as your bounces become faster and faster.

“ ‘m close.” you moan out, his cock hitting your cervix repeatedly. Causing your walls to become tighter and tighter and pace getting slower. “Cum with me, slut.” he grunts between his teeth, snapping your head back as you tried lifting off his cock, slamming you back down onto his length.

It was a sensation of pleasure coursing through your body, the walls of your cunt shudders around Eddie’s cock, squeezing him and pushing him into the deep recesses of your inner self until he released in rapid spurts, your name a snarl behind his pretty plump lips as you cried, ‘Eddie’.

He sits up, his cock twitching as he slowly softens inside you. Still grasping your hair, he pulled you back until you touched his chest. “You know who you belong to now? He hums softly in your ear.

“Y-Yes daddy.”

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make me yours

paring: eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: eddie wants to make everyone know you're his. idk what this is.

warnings: 18+ only (minors no) , f receiving, fingering, hickies, slight praising, sorta dom!eddie, sub!reader, let me know if i've missed any!

a/n: again, it's not proofread so apologies if it seems rushed. also, i'll start writing longer ones soon.

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Eddie hovered over you, displaying all of his beauty, as you admired his body. Everything about him took your breath away, from his scattered tattoos to his lean body to those beautiful scars on the sides of his torso. The long black curls on his head and the chained necklace on his neck tickled the soft skin of your cheeks and collarbone as he lowered himself to brush his lips against your neck. A few pecks on your neck turned into soft nibbles against your skin.

“Baby.” He cooed against your nape, and you responded with a slight hmm. His teeth bit against your neck, sucking on your sensitive skin and kissing your neck. As his hands crept down to your waist, he gripped you tightly, pushing you deeper into the bed. “I want to cover you with my marks.” Catching his breath, he released the grip of his lips around your neck, “So people know you're mine.”

Your gaze lingered on his plump lips as you pulled his face over your, “Then make me yours.” You smashed your lips onto his, feeling his hand move over to your panties, brushing his digits against the soft, silky fabric. Your breaths tighten as you feel his finger slip under your panties into your throbbing cunt. You tilt your head back, humming sweet moans muffled by his lips.

He started to pump faster into you, adding another digit. Taking his lips off of yours, Eddie nibbles against your delicate skin on your collarbone. With his free hand, he gripped your hip with a firm grip. Sinking deeply into the mattress, you jumped, causing his fingers to push deeper into the perfect spot. “Oh fuck Eddie…” you moaned out, gripping his sweaty locks.

His love bites continued to cover your neck and collarbone. His puppy eyes stared up at you as he pulled at the hem of your shirt. You felt extra pleasure as his thumb traveled to your clit. Your back arched in pleasure as you removed your shirt, revealing your bare breasts. His hand instantly gripped onto you, rubbing onto your hard nipples. As his lips clasped on your free breast, his jaw clenched on your sensitive nipple.

Eddie worshiped your body, he loved everything about it. Every little curve and crevasse. He knew your body like the back of his own hand. The tight grip on your breasts tightens as he begins to bite the soft skin around your nipple. While gently sucking with each bite, some sick sounds were mingled with the sound of his finger fucking. His pace got faster and faster, his bites became deeper and deeper.

With each pump, the feeling in your stomach grew warmer. You tighten against his digits. “Eds…I-I’m-” you were interrupted by his lips smashing into yours. You parted your lips slightly, allowing his tongue to explore the wet cavern. His tongue dancing around yours. The warm feeling got stronger and stronger. “Come for me baby.” he pants against your lips.

You feel as his fingers curl inside you, his tight grip on your tit, his thumb still rubbing harshly against your clit. Before you could even complete your sentence, you choked on the word "Oh fu-". You cum. As you try to collect yourself after your intense orgasm, he places his fingers up to your lips, begging for your entrance. His fingers push into your mouth, sucking off the excess juices off his fingers. His words of encouragement are soothing and reassuring, "You take me so well, baby.". Placing one more mark on your neck, “Now everyone knows you're mine.”

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[toxic-aries]

It's not fair (1.6k words)

pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: caught up in mourning you snapped at the group, when you arrive back home there's an unexpected surprise. (post s4)

warnings: mentions of death, blood, grief/mourning, snappy reader, cringey writing.

a/n: I truly don't know what this is, I wanted to write some angst/hurt and came up with this. excuse the writing (trying to get back in the grove)

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Two days later. Two long days after you lost your person. The only person that truly understood you, the only one who ever brought a special light in your life. Two days that felt like an eternity for you as you just laid in bed, not moving, just laying there. Now here you are, sitting on the edge of your bed, grasping onto a few polaroids from a random box under your bed. Well, it’s not really a random box…it’s a box with some of your most prized possessions – now only memories linger within them. 

The polaroids in your hands show you and him. One of them being a blurred mess that Dustin took to ‘capture the moment’. Another just of his face, doing the cute tongue thing he always did. The finale one is just of you…but it’s the memory of it that you grasp onto. 

The room echoes with a loud click followed by a flash of light as you giggle softly. You gasp – realizing what he just did. “Did you really take a picture of me?” you exclaimed as you realized what he had just done. He leans against the bedframe chuckling, “I did. You looked too pretty, I couldn't resist.” A wide grin appears on his face, showing his pointed canines. The polaroid spouts out with a churning sound from the camera. 

Trying to snag the picture from the camera quickly, you raised your hand to grab it, but he grabbed it faster than you could, holding it in the air. “Oh, stop it, I bet the picture is cute”. He laughed as you pouted, pressing your body against the bed looking up at him with puppy eyes. His hand lifts your chin up from the mattress, “You're too pretty to pout.” he says, puffing out his bottom lip mocking you, “Now come on, get up here with me.” He pats the spot next to him. 

You roll your eyes, sitting beside him on the bed. His long arm wraps around you, scooting you closer against him. “Now let me see it.” you whine, gripping the air above you as he still holds the picture above the two of you. He laughs, resting the side of his face on the top of your head as he lowers his arm. He flips the picture over, only enough for him to see, “God it’s awful.” he gasps, “It’s…It’s.” his voice stammered. 

“Eddie, stop!” you yell, trying to get the polaroid to fall out of his grasp. His shocked expression fades into a huge smile as he shows you the picture, “It’s perfect, you freak.” As you look at the picture of yourself, you realize it’s a candid shot of you sitting on the ground, smiling up at him. As you look at it, you smile, a perfect example of your pure joy in just being around him. “Now sweetheart, I think you should keep it.” 

His response makes you shake your head, "No Eds, you keep it." He kisses you on the top of your head and hands you the polaroid. "You keep it, just think of us when you see it." 

In the midst of reliving that bittersweet moment, you didn't hear your door creak open. You were completely absorbed by the picture. Your shoulder was touched by a familiar hand from behind, catching you off guard. You gasped as the curly headed boy tightened his grasp on your shoulder and said, “Hey Hey, y/n...it’s just me.” You smiled softly as you brushed away the tears from your eyes, saying, “Hi Dusty.” 

A soft smile returns to his face as he crawls over to sit beside you. "I just wanted to check on you..." he said, his eyes falling to the polaroids you held in your hands. "I remember taking that photo. It was the first time we hung out after you guys went official." he chuckles, pointing at the blurry mess you can call a picture. Your voice crackled as tears began to well up, "I just miss him." 

“I miss him too.” he replied, tears creeping into his eyes. He rests his head against yours as the two of you sit in silence, looking at the pictures. Reliving your own memories of him. He breaks the silence, “Y/n…how about you come with me to the Wheeler’s house. We’re all taking some things to the school to donate.” You shake your head, “Dustin. I’d rather not.” 

“Come on. It’s not good for you to stay cooped up in your room.” he urges, “I’ll be there, i’m always here for you…” You let out a deep sigh, “Fine.”

You leaned against Steve's car, arms crossed as Mrs. Wheeler asked, “Did you guys order pizza?” As the Surfers Boy Pizza van parked directly in front of the driveway, everyone stood up straight. Observing five people emerge from the van – Mike, Will, El, Jonathan, and another guy. Everyone is all smiles. Reuniting. As you remain alone. Everyone embraced each other and hugged each other tightly. 

The sweet exchange between Jonathan and Nancy caught your gaze as Robin wrapped her arm around you and Steve. You felt a lump rising in your throat, tears clouding your vision. Robin kept saying, "It's okay." It wasn't okay. None of what had happened was okay. You pulled away from her grasp, standing alone in the midst of all the reuniting going on around you. 

Seeing everyone with smiles on their faces while you were left to mourn felt as if you were spinning as memories from two nights ago flooded through your mind, replaying over and over in your head. Hearing Dustin scream in pain, running outside to see a swarm of Demo-bats surround Eddie. That gut wrenching moment when you realized Eddie's body was among the fallen bats. Clinging to life. 

The sound of Dustin's voice pierced the dense fog you were in, “Look at me!” His hands grasped your face in a tight embrace, “Y/N! Please. I’m right here.” And with that you found yourself thrown deeper into the depths of awful memories. 

“Eddie!” you called out throughout the void of the upside down. Running towards him, as he laid on the ground. Tears running down your flush cheeks. “Eddie…please no.” you cried out, kneeling down to him, resting his head on your lap. “Eds, I-I’m right here.” your voice stammered as he choked on his own blood. 

You could see the tears flowing in his eyes as he tried desperately to get your attention, while he choked up, trying to fight against your sobs. You stared down at him as he chokes,“B-bad right?”  You shook your head and wept, “N-No No, you’re fine. We’ll get you some help Eds’...just hold on for me.” clutching his hand in yours tightly. 

The heavy fog lifted from you, and suddenly you were staring directly into Dustin's glossy eyes again. You can hear yourself breathe heavier, slowly returning to a normal pace. "I'm fine." you snap, pulling away from him. Everyone's eyes were on you as you paced around, feeling like daggers piercing your skin. “I’m fine…” you mumble, eyes fixed on the pavement below you. “Well, unlike some people…I’m fine.” 

You felt as the air got tense at your words. “It’s not fair.” you begin. “It’s not fair how you all sit with smiles on your faces!” you exclaim, turning around to look at the group. “Some of us weren't so lucky to have this reunion…some of us are still stuck down there! Left for dead! Some of us didn't quite make it out now, huh’?” 

“Eddie died for all of you.” you mumble, everyone's eyes widen at your comment. “He sacrificed himself…for everyone. F-For what? For all of us to just forget him?” you continued rambling, tears streaming down your cheeks with each word. “Y/N…that’s not true.” Steve says reassuringly, stepping a little closer towards you. “It is! You all just forgot about him.” you cried out, “You left him down there!” 

“E-Eddie’s gone?” Mike chokes out, holding back his tears. “Yeah Wheeler, you missed a lot.” You snarl at him. 

“You left him down there…to rot.” you hissed, the harshness heard through your tone. Dustin inches closer to you, reaching a hand out, “We didn't want to do that…you know this.” You swatted his hand away, turning to heads toward the end of the driveway. “He’s still down there…and I swear on everything that I will get him back.” you snap at the group, “I’m going home. Thanks a lot Dustin.” 

“You can’t leave me…” you sob, running your hand against his blood covered face – trying to avoid the open wounds covering his cheeks and neck. “P-Please don’t leave me…” Eddie’s eyes darken, fear taking over his vision. “I-I’m fading pretty fast…” his voice was low, drifting away quicker with each word, “Y-you were the best thing to happen to me.” 

You felt as his hand grasped tighter against yours, “I-I love you…y/n.” A single tear fell from his eye as his grasp loosened from your hand...and he was gone. Gone just like that. Before you could even say it back. In the emptiness of the other world, lightning and thunder echoing across the distance as you stared at his body, not knowing what to do.

Just like that you were alone. 

In your bed, you were fixing up the box of memories you left on your bed. As you looked at each item, you recalled the memories you had before putting them in the empty shoe box. It was deafeningly silent in your room...just empty. You reached for your lamp to turn it off for the night while sliding the box under your bed – when all of a sudden. The bulb started to flash. Three times rapidly, three times slowly, and three times rapidly again. SOS. Morse code. 

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[toxic-aries]

found you

paring: eddie munson x gn!reader

summary: post-season 4 episode 9, you discovered a familiar person hiding out in the trailer park.

a/n: I haven't written in so long so bare with me, also it's not proofread so apologies for any mistakes. also, I'll continue with a pt 2 maybe if anyone likes.

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You never expected to be put in a situation like this, this isn't what you signed up for. But when you discovered Eddie was accused of murder and all the horrid things the people of Hawkins tried to say about him, you knew it wasn't true. Dustin Henderson was the first to come to you to see if Eddie was with you, and obviously he wasn't so you demanded answers. The next thing you knew, your whole life had been turned upside down…literally.

Finding out about a whole alternate dimension right under Hawkins was the last thing you expected to find out. The whole week felt like a blur…finding Eddie, finding more information about this whole Vecna/Henry/001 person, coming up with a plan to losing Eddie again. Last thing you remember from the upside down was hearing Dustin’s gut wrenching scream for Eddie, then seeing him. His lifeless body. Just laying there. Fighting to bring him with you all, then Steve saying ‘we don't have enough time’. You all left him there.

Left him down there. All alone.

Now here you are, driving the familiar road towards the trailer park. You missed him…so much. It didn't seem fair, he didn't deserve it. You couldnt help but think about seeing all of Eddie’s missing posters being vandalized, putting those stupid devil horns on them, writing ‘freak’ all over it, calling him a monster. It made your blood boil just thinking about the awful things they're saying about him on the news and on the streets. They didn't know the truth, they didn't know Eddie.

“What was that? You muttered to yourself as you passed the trailer park. There was a figure standing in front of Munson's trailer. No it couldn't be. It’s probably just your mind playing tricks on you. The trailer park is cleared out, no one can get in to it. You tried so hard to convince yourself that you were just seeing things. In an effort to sound reasonable, you said to yourself, "It wouldn't hurt to check it out."

Arriving at the trailer park entrance already triggers enough memories. The little things about Eddie…like how terrible of a driver he was, he nearly gave you a heart attack every time you rode with him. When you stepped out of the car, you noticed the figure was still there, just now on its knees. Right in front of the trailer, you considered your second home.

Step by step, the figure became clearer and clearer. You could make out the silhouette of a puffy jacket and long curly hair. It couldn't be him. You saw his body. You remember the last moment you saw him lying there, motionless. The hope that it was him made your pace quicken. Until you were within a few feet of him.

“E-Eddie? you asked, reaching out a hand for his shoulder with a shaky breath. His sudden movement caught you off guard, knocking you flat on your back. He stood over you, his now paler skin reflecting the moonlight. Eddie’s neck had a huge gash on it last that you saw, but now it looks like it healed slightly. It doesn't make sense.

The intense feeling of him standing over you makes your chest feel tighter and tighter. “Eddie. How?” You could barely get out a word. A hand reaches out to you, offering to assist you. You accepted. Eddie's hands were different from normal. His nails were long and pointed, the skin felt rougher. Your hand quickly pulls away from his own, his appearance startled you. It scared you.

It was obvious to him. His eyes met yours…his eyes were so different. You couldn't see those big brown doe eyes anymore. Dark, red-tinted eyes are all that remain. As you searched for the person you once loved, your eyes filled with tears. Where did he go? Where did the Eddie you once loved go? What happened to him? As your hand slowly cupped his face, he softened into your embrace. As if he was craving it. “ What happened to me?” He choked as he spoke, holding back tears, refusing to cry.

With your free hand, you pushed his hair out of his face and then cupped his other cheek. "I don't know," you replied, not really knowing what to say. Tears dripped down his cheeks, his eyes looked so lost…you hated to see him like this. “But, I know we can figure it out.” you reassured him, “I found you Eddie, I won't lose you again.”

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