#eddie munson x gender netural reader

[be-ready-when-i-say-go]

May I suggest Eddie with a male or ftm reader who's basically got the personality of a hobbit addicted to energy drinks- like, he wakes up and drinks tea and he draws and writes and is just very aesthetic in every aspect; and then he also turns into a feral gremlin at times- chugs Monster and then he and Eddie just feed into each other's ADHD and talk about Lord of the Rings all day or they go and spray paint a skate park or something? I hope your day/night is going amazing!!!

Hi there! I'm not entirely sure if this was a request, or you just dropping a thought/idea you had. I'll expand on it like a mini blurb!

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I think in an established relationship--one where Eddie spends Friday nights post D&D, the shenanigans are in full swing. Your windows rattle and thump with the guitars and drums from your stereo. It's one of Eddie's tape as you always let him start the night off with whatever he wants. If he doesn't want to listen to music, you two are definitely up super late watching movies, discussing the new book that you or Eddie checked out from the library.

Either way the nights are loud and boisterous. It's a time full of youth and thrashing, dropping the masks of the day. And after a night of debauchery, the worst that happened is that maybe you and Eddie drew on the windows of a police car--nothing scandalous. Eddie drew a marijuana leaf. You just a regular old skull and cross bone (and you never tag the same place twice. There's no sense of having more cop suspicion than necessary).

But the mornings are calm. Eddie wakes well after you would have. There's the soft clink of pots and pans. It's not loud or harsh. Just normal kitchen noise. It rouses Eddie from his sleep--that and the smell of breakfast. He clambers his way into the kitchen and there, you're not fixing much--pancakes and eggs. Your mug of tea still hot as it billows steam.

"Am I late again, chef?" Eddie teases. His voice is soft and his kisses are lazy against your shoulders.

"Another tardy, sous chef and I'm going to have to throw you into detention."

Eddie shiver against your back and snorts. "The horrors."

The mornings are always slower. You have tea. Eddie grabs plates, takes over for the last patch of pancakes, like he always does. The two of you read. There's a half assed attempt at the crossword puzzle in the paper--always done in pencil. Eddie's always shocked at how far the two of you do get into the puzzle, how close you two get to actually completing it. But the puzzle gets lost to the sunrise. You etch it onto Eddie's back as he reads a chapter. The markers always tickle and when he get to his ribs he has to wait for you to move on before he can read again.

When high noon hits, the two of you are buzzing again. "We should get out do something," Eddie suggest. There's not a lot to do in Hawkins, but there's enough.

You always grin. "Want to cause trouble?"

"With you, I absolutely do," Eddie laughs. He pulls his hair from the bun you put it in for him and then grabs his t-shirt from the floor. "Last one dress is a rotten egg," he hollers, racing down the hallway to your room to get dressed.

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[lucrezia-thoughts]

hi hi hi i have a request for eddie!!!! would u do smthn with him helping his love (gn!reader please) during finals? it's the last month of my semester and i am. Stressed and would simply enjoy some cuddles tysm!!!

Hi there, love!! 💚 first, good luck on your finals!! Second, I hope these Eddie snuggles help!!! 🥰

Stress-relieving Snuggles with Eddie...

Eddie could tell you were stressed by just the sound of your despondent 'hullo' when you approached him at his van at the end of the school day

Not even waiting for a response from him; you let yourself hunch forward and burrowed your face into the center of his chest, allowing his comforting scent of cigarette smoke, the leather of his jacket, and the remnants of his cologne begin to soothe you

"Hello to you too, babe," he chuckled softly as he wrapped his arms around you

"Lemme guess..." he said after you let out an unintelligible sound in response to his comment and before he pressed a quick kiss to the crown of your head and guided you into the van

"Nancy started in on her plan to tackle finals, right? Made a big deal about it and got you all worked up?" Eddie questioned after he joined you in the van and exited the parking lot

Begrudgingly, you nodded your head and sunk a little further into the passenger seat

"Thought so..." he mumbled mostly to himself and parked in front of his trailer

Without further comment, he turned the van off and escorted you up the front steps and through the front door

Taking your hand in his, he lead you into his room and climbed onto his bed after he shrugged off his coat

Patting the space between his parted legs, he silently urged you to rest your back against his chest

When you settled against him, you felt him shift slightly behind you as he let one ring clad hand gently stroke along your arm

"Alright, here's what we're gonna do..." he began, and you turned your head to look at him

In his hand, he had his well worn copy of The Fellowship of the Ring and he gave you a lopsided grin as he single-handedly thumbed open the book

"I'm gonna read to you for a little bit and you're just gonna sit back and relax, okay, babe? I don't want you to think about anything Nancy said... just focus on me..."

[magnoliabutters]

a collection of pride pairings

in honor of pride (2023), i present my organized masterlist of lgbtqia+ pairings. i am hoping to drop a few newer posts to celebrate this month! as a pansexual queen, i will say i am a bit heavy handed on the she/her fandoms but i intend to expand more into male x male and gn readers stories & posts. please let me know if there are any other identities or sexualities i should give more attention to!

my blog is completely a judgement free zone, but is also 18+ (mdni). if there is a pairing you are interested in, no matter how you may identify, please feel free to send a request my way. if an experience is outside of my own, please feel free to share what you're comfortable so that i can truthfully write your intentions! i am beyond happy & excited to write up your thoughts! request guidelines can be found here

happy pride everyone!

she/her pairings

• don't leave • the last of us •

🌈 pairing: ellie williams x (she/her) reader

🌈 themes: smut, pride 2023

🌈 word count: 3.2k

• where have you been • the last of us •

🌈 pairing: ellie williams x (she/her) reader

🌈 themes: violence, cute fluff

🌈 word count: ~3.8k

• something new • the last of us •

🌈 pairing: ellie williams x (she/her) reader

🌈 themes: smut, smut, smut

🌈 word count: ~3.2k

• risky business • stranger things •

🌈 pairing: robin buckley x (she/her) reader

🌈 themes: cute fluff

🌈 word count: ~2.5

gender neutral (they/them) pairings

• ghost stories • call of duty: modern warfare 2 •

🌈 pairing: simon “ghost” riley x (they/them) reader

🌈 themes: smut, angst, violence, gore & guns

🌈 word count: ~16.6k

🌈 series in progress

• muntxa si • james cameron's avatar •

🌈 pairing: jake sully x (they/them) reader

🌈 themes: smut, innocence

🌈 word count: ~3.3k

🌈 series of 3 parts

he/him pairings

• the banished ones • stranger things •

🌈 pairing: eddie munson x (he/him) reader

🌈 themes: cute fluff, hot&heavy, smut, etc.

🌈 potential tw: bullying, coming out

🌈 word count: ~10.3k

🌈 series in progress

• butter or natural • stranger things •

🌈 pairing: eddie munson x steve harrington

🌈 themes: slow burn, friends to something more

🌈 word count: ~3.3k

• can you take it all • stranger things •

🌈 pairing: steve harrington x eddie munson

🌈 themes: first time w/ a boy, innocence

🌈 potential tw: ptsd

🌈 word count: ~5.7k

• how's this gonna play out • stranger things •

🌈 pairing: modern!steve harrington x eddie munson

🌈 themes: first time w/ a boy, fruity four

🌈 word count: ~5.8k

• stories of going steddie • stranger things •

🌈 pairing: steve harrington x eddie munson x (she/her) reader

🌈 themes: poly dynamics, kinky smut

🌈 word count: ~15.8k

🌈 series of 3 parts

• i'll always be here • stranger things •

🌈 pairing: eddie munson x steve harrington (pov)

🌈 themes: comfort fluff, steddie 

🌈 word count: ~2k

• nav • no-no plagiarism • requests open •

[timelessstardust99]

Kas the Bloody-Handed

Kas! Eddie Munsons x Reader x Steve Harrington

| WARNING: Will mention death, violence, mutilation, disfigurement, blood and gore, so if your sensitive to this then please leave now and read something else, if not, continue and read on.

| Reader has survivors guilt

| тιмє ρєяισ∂: 1986

Y/N has lost count of how much time has passed since being stuck in the Upside Down with their friends. They had tried to stop Vecna, but it went all in vain. The portal opened, Max was in a coma, multiple people were killed and they had left Eddie in the Upside Down, for they couldn't bring him with them. He had died a hero and nobody in Hawkins would ever know, because they were so far stuck up their ass that they wouldn't understand the trauma the party had gone through.

Y/N had been Eddie's friend the longest, ever since the two had met in middle school. They were attached at the hip and there was never one without the other, so Y/N found it hard to function without their other half. Ever since middle, they had always had a crush on Eddie, though they were always insecure to ever ask out Eddie and just left it as friendship so they wouldn't ruin what Eddie and them already have, and so they left it alone.

But now, they regret never asking him out. He had so much in front of him, '86 was supposed to be their year, they were supposed to graduate together.

Y/N gripped the jean vest in their grasp, looking out into the open space that is their yard, that had dark spots from the Upside Leaking into their world. They could smell him on the vest, with a little hint of Steve on it as well, considering Eddie had thrown it at Steve when the man didn't have a shirt on. Their gaze was brought upwards, watching as another vehicle passed them, leaving Hawkins all together. Their family had already left Hawkins, and since Y/N was only nineteen, they could stay and watch the house, even if it took some time to convince the young adults mother who was worried for her child who seemed to always find trouble, but Steve and the others reassured her that they had others to look out for them.

"God, why did this have to happen?" Y/N whispered, tears threatening to fall from their eyes, "I should have never followed Steve and Dustin to that Junkyard. I should've never left Eddie and Dustin alone, if I had stayed, Eddie would probably still be alive." A tear fell from their eyes, they looked down at the vest, "why did you do it? Why?" They spoke, their voice wavering.

Before they could do anything more, they felt off, like they were being watched. Their brows furrowed in confusion, as they stood from their porch, putting the vest on - they had started to wear it after Steve handed them it - their body turned as they came face to face with open space. Their heart beat skipped, knowing the very familiar land scape Vecna had trapped them in before Eddie was killed by those bat's. "No." They whispered, gripping the hem of the Jean vest, their eyes fear stricken, they took a step back, but was met with something solid.

"You left me behind..." the voice grumbled tiredly, Y/N turned around quickly, their eyes scanned the pale adult in front of them, their hair matted with blood and sweat, their gaze was down on the ground so they couldn't see his face. "We were supposed to be best friends... But you left me behind..." his voice was gradually getting worse, his voice hoarse from lack of liquids.

"Eddie, I tried. God I tried, but the others kept me back, they didn't want to lose me either. Dustin couldn't lose another parental figure, it would kill him." Eddie twitched at the mention of Dustin's name. He chuckled darkly.

"Do you honestly think I believe that?" His voice completely changed, going deeper, though this didn't sound anything like Vecna. It sounded like Eddie, but with a voice deeper than he already had. He slowly lifted his head up, his figure shifting, his body slightly growing. Y/N backed up more when they saw his face, chuncks of flesh missing, his eyes cloudy as he smiled, showing off his long and sharp K9's.

"Oh, my God." They whispered shakily, "what has he done to yoy?" Eddie chuckled louder, ignoring their question, one of his hands came out and grabbed their throat, lifting them up to his level. Y/Y could see his bone and teeth through his skin, and yet, he oddly finds Eddie still attractive.

"I want you to give Eleven a warning for me," He smirked, his mouth opening as he lunched his teeth at the young adult, causing them to scream loudly.

Steve was in the living room with the party and older kids, all of them trying to create a plan to finally defeat Vecna, but they couldn't make a solid one when they knew that their were more and more creatures in the Upside Down.

"No, none of these plans will work." Lucas groaned in frustration.

"Well something has to work! We can't let him win" Mike spoke, equally tired and frustrated. Vikki, one of the newer party members that Robin invited in spoke up next:

"Are you sure there isn't anything you could do? You've told me that this wasn't the first time you delt with him. Do you know his weaknesses?" They looked over at the red head who was sat next to Robin.

"No, we don't. All we know is that he's Henry Creel and he killed his whole family." Nancy sighed, leaning back against the couch in between Steve and Jonathan. Steve looked around at the faces, listening as they talked, Dustin was next to him, barely putting his input into anything after the lose of Eddie, then, he remembered something. His voice silenced the others:

"Where's Y/N?" Dustin jumped at the mention of their name, his eyes frantically searching the room for their older sibling figure, but couldn't see them. And just as the others had time to process what he said, pounding on the door caused them to jump. Steve stood up, walking towards the door, his Bat he kept with him in his handas gr opened the door, being met with a very disheveled Y/N who was holding their hand to their neck, blood leaking from the wound. "Y/N?" Steve asked, then brought them into the house, looking at their wound.

"Eleven. Is she here?" Y/N asked.

"Yeah. Everyone is here actually, but we need to fix this first - hey!" They shoved him outta the way and made their way into the living room, Will automatically touched the back of his neck just as Y/N entered the room, their punctured holes in their neck continuously leaked their blood, their eyes were met with Elevens.

"He's back, and he has a friend." Y/N.

I'm sorry this took so long to actually write, and I'm sorry that the ending sounds rushed, but I hope u like this. And yes, Vikki has joined the party. Also, idk how long this series will be, so.

HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!

[soothinglee]

𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄 | 𝟑𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍

eddie munson x gender neutral! reader

summary: you and eddie spend a some time on his trailer, reading and growing sleepy.

warning: no capital letters, mentions of a knife (metaphor?), yeah that’s it. fluff!

word count: 850

m.list | time: 5:10 p.m

a/n: my first eddie fanfic! I hope you enjoy this, I’m going to start working on my part 3 to my steve fanfic, hopefully sometime tonight. don’t forget to tell me how I did!

"when's your uncle going to be back?" a voice asks, rippling through the air like a hot knife in butter, it was soft and airy as if it was hesitant in disturbing the peace.

the wool blanket shifts in your lap, finding a good place to get comfortable before resting. a thick strand of curly hair falls into your eyes for a spilt moment before removing itself quickly. the action makes you smile. eddie sighs and reaches over you to flip the page on your book, "no clue," he mumbles, watching your fingers dance across the pale yellow pages. "sometime tonight, don't worry we have time."

a snort leaves your mouth shortly, rolling your eyes at the filth filled tone, "you know that's not what I meant eddie." he shrugs his shoulders, the movement causes you to dip in the couch and you quickly return to your original position, frowning at the loss of contact. "I wanna try to be back home before my mom notices I'm gone."

eddie groans, throwing his head back childishly. you refrain from turning around to stare. nudging him a little with your elbow, he jolts and finds himself flipping to the next page. "why don't you just stay here? there's enough room."

you turn back at him and give him a dead look, lifting the hand that was resting on your thigh, you gesture to both of you- cramped up on the small couch in the front of the trailer. then to the rest of the home, which couldn't even fit him and his uncle. there were only two rooms and a bathroom and with those stains on eddies bed, you wouldn't even dream of sleeping in there.

eddie watches your hand, looking at everything you gesture too. he sighs knowing that you were right, which you always were. "damn." he comments under his breath, lightly chewing on his bottom lip. you watch his eyebrows crease and his eyes get distant.

you twist your back and reach up to poke the frown lines on his cheeks, "whatca thinking about?"

he looks at you for a brief moment then moves on to look at the kitchen, "how much it would cost for a renovation."

"about 40k."

he looks at you once and then after a second takes a quick double take, the bewildered look almost makes you laugh out loud. He stretches his neck towards you and turns his ear so fast you were afraid he'd get whiplash. he goes to open his mouth but sputters like a asthmatic fish, "30 thousand?"

"40." you correct, nonchalantly reading the rest of the page, flipping it yourself knowing he was too much inside his head to do so. but you were wrong because he slaps your hand away to do it himself, still in his money filled haze.

he grunts and falls back on the couch rest, "huh," he says, playing with the ends of your hair, "where would I get that kind of money?"

with eyes still on the book, you point towards the many mugs that hung on the raised ceiling above, “start by getting rid of those, eddie I swear nobody has that many mugs, it’s like your own strange addiction.”

he shakes his head, “those are my uncles, it’s like he prized possession. he loves them more than he loves me- and that’s sayin’ something.”

you give him a look of disbelief and plainly state, “it’ll make you atleast 2,000.”

without missing a beat, he nods his head eagerly. pushing his mouth into a content frown, “they’ll be gone by tomorrow.”

you give a hum of acknowledgment. your eyes start to droop and the weight of your head on your shoulders makes your neck cave in, your body sways for a moment; making you feel like your flying through the air before you jolt and wake yourself up.

eddie looks at you with a teasing smirk, he leans back from where he arm was draped over your right shoulder to look at your sleep ridden face. “you good down there?”

you hum again, too exhausted to form any actual words. the feeling of him threading his fingers through your tangled hair lulls you, combined with the feeling of his warm chest, the rhythmic breathing from his lungs relaxes your body, and also your mind.

you became too tired to move, lifting a finger was even too much, you sunk deeper into eddies chest. he laughs and you could hear it through his chest cavity. deep and hollow; your body shakes with the movement.

“don’t, laugh.” you manage to mutter out, “too, tired.”

eddie smiles and leans down to kiss the crown of your head, he slips his arm between your shoulder and his chest to gently close the book in your hands and places it on the coffee table ahead. he leans down and softly whispers in your ear,

“alright, sweetheart, let’s get you home.”