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I’m a sucker for Eddie and a Henderson sister trope could I request something where The reader is dustins sister super sarcastic just eye rolls constantly and Eddie loves flirting with her because of this and one day she has enough and just makes her move ? Thank you ❤️

Your wish is my command (3 months later) enjoy your random Tuesday night/Wednesday morning smut!

Warnings: 18+ content, minors DNI, pining, smut, oral sex(f! receiving), unprotected sex (I'm a whore).

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"Henderson! You home?"

Eddie's booming voice coming from your front door makes you jump, you're used to him swinging by to pick up Dustin, but not at 11am on a Saturday when you’re trying to enjoy the relative peace of an empty house.

“I am, but I’m pretty sure I’m not the Henderson you want.” You call out, returning your attention back to your book as Eddie saunters through the hall.

“Oh, I wouldn’t know about that.” The flirtatious response comes without him missing a beat, making you shake your head at him, as he flops down on the sofa, narrowly avoiding sitting on your feet, “Where’s your brother then?”

You shrug, “How should I know? I thought he was leading a one-shot today?”

Eddie tilts his head to the side, “He is… not at 11am though. Kid begged me to come over for 11 to run some things by me.”

“I was thinking I’ve never seen you out of bed before 1pm on a weekend.”

“Oh? Think about me in bed a lot, do you?” You snort incredulously, rolling your eyes,

“Not what I was saying. At all.” You cast your eye up off the page in front of you, catching a glimpse of the smirk on Eddie’s face before quickly redirecting your attention, trying to ignore the heat pooling between your thighs and willing the blush in your cheeks to stop deepening.

You'd been nursing a pretty severe crush on the metalhead since the first time you'd had to pick up Dustin from a Hellfire session. You knew Eddie of course, there wasn't a person in Hawkins who didn't know Eddie. You'd been a senior with him during his first senior year. But it wasn't until you'd seen him at that meeting that you saw Eddie, hair wild, eyes bright and a huge smile on his face as he clapped Dustin on the back. You weren't sure exactly what changed when you saw him like that, just that it made your cheeks warm, his smile reflected in your face. You didn't speak to him at that session, you just waited in your car, flicking your lights at Dustin as he squinted around the parking lot. Making sure to get your face back to a neutral expression before your brother entered the car and grilled you. You had assumed it was a one off, something about good lighting hitting Eddie. But it happened again, and again.

It got worse every week but the pinnacle was the time you had to go hunting for Dustin, wandering the corridors until you found the room. Your crush at this point was so painfully obvious that even the sound of Eddie's voice, muffled by a door, was enough to set your heart racing. You've picked up Dustin from enough D&D sessions over the years to know its bad form to come bursting in when the dungeon master is mid flow, and from listening you can tell the session is winding up so you stay on the other side of the door, planning on grabbing Dustin by his arm before you have to see Eddie. Unfortunately, the group leaves as a pack, Eddie leading them out of the room and leaning against the door to let them out.

"Damn Henderson, why didn't you warn us your sister was a stone cold fox these days?" Eddie whistles as he takes you in, a smile slowly spreading over his features, Dustin wrinkles his nose at Eddie's words,

"Gross. That's my sister."

"Your very hot sister." Eddie persists, noticing the blush on your cheeks, ignoring Dustin's protests. You roll your eyes at Eddie, keen to save face, avoid letting Eddie know he's getting to you.

"Dream on Munson." You let your eyes linger on his face long enough to see a smirk. Damn it. He knew he was getting under your skin.

"Oh believe me, I'll be dreaming about it." He winks as you pull Dustin out to your car.

"Are you reading a dirty book Henderson?" Eddie's voice breaks the silence between you, you flick your eyes back up to his, twinkling with mischief.

"Why on earth would you think that?"

"Well… here I am, the object of all your desires. And you're there. Reading."

"Trying to read." You correct pointedly lifting the book into his line of sight.

"That's not a no…" Eddie pauses before he plucks the book from your hands, careful to keep your place marked with a hand as he flips through.

"Eddie!" You exclaim, reaching for the book, launching yourself onto his lap in your effort to grab it from him.

"Well hey there," Eddie smiles at you, inches from your face as he holds the book in the air.

"Hi," You breathe out the word as you lean in against your better judgement. Eddie's hand that's not holding your book out of your reach comes to your face, pushing an errant strand of hair away from your face.

"Hey sis! Is Eddie here yet?" You dive off of Eddie's lap as you hear Dustin's voice calling from the door.

"Mhm. He's in here." You sit as far from Eddie on the couch as is physically possible, taking your book from Eddie wordlessly.

Another Saturday rolls around and once again you find yourself enjoying the empty house while your mother is spending time with her church group and Dustin delivered into the care of the Wheeler's by yourself that afternoon. You spend some of your afternoon sorting out laundry and making sure the house is tidy, eventually the July heat beats you and you head to the bathroom to get into the shower.

You lean your head back, letting the water massage your scalp, letting a sigh go as you relax. Of course as you relax you let your mind wander, and who could blame your mind for wandering to thoughts of a certain metalhead, imagining that the hands that trail along your body are his, that your soft fingertips teasing your nipples are his, pinching with a wicked grin on his face as he leans closer to you, brown eyes obscured by lust dilated pupils. One hand slips lower, gliding down your stomach until you find that spot between your thighs, your fantasies becoming so tangible you swear you can feel the ghost of cold rings on your inner thighs, your other hand reaches up, unhooking the shower head from your wall and letting the warm stream wash over you, relaxing your body further, tracing a slow path over your skin, intensifying the sensation between your thighs where your fingers are sliding over your clit, thoughts so tuned to Eddie you swear you could faintly smell him, aftershave layered over cigarettes and weed, a weak attempt at disguising the latter. As the water creeps closer to your core you lean back against the cool tile, giving you more support, needed, since your knees are growing weaker the further you indulge. You left a soft moan slip out,

"Oh, Eddie."

"Henderson?" Comes a confused voice from the other side of your bathroom door. Your eyes snap open, your imagination is good, but it's not that good.

You switch off the water, praying somehow Eddie didn't hear you moaning his name, cheeks ablaze as you realise you didn't bring clothes into the bathroom, just your towel. You poke your head around the door and Eddie quickly covers his eyes,

"Shit! You trying to kill me?"

"You're the one that arrived unannounced!" You retort, stepping out into the hallway and scurrying over to your room. "Dustin's not even here! He's at Mike's."

"No, I know, I came to see you. Didn't realise I'd be seeing quite so much of you though, lucky me." Even through your closed bedroom door you swear you can hear the smirk on his voice. You throw on some clothes and open your door,

"What do you want Eddie?" You sound harsher than you intend,

"Ouch. So hostile." Eddie pretends to clutch at his heart as though your words have grievously wounded him.

"Well I'm assuming you didn't come all the way out here just to flirt?"

"Ah, so you do know I'm flirting." Eddie flashes you a dazzling smile as he leans against your door frame, head tilted to the side.

"You're about as subtle as a brick Eddie." You point out flatly, earning a chuckle from the man before you.

"Okay, I might be way out of line saying this and feel free to kick me out if I'm wrong. But you like me too."

You don't answer, but you feel your face growing hotter.

"So you like me. I like you. Tell me why we can't be together."

"Because! You're friends with my brother and I'm not trying to take his friend away or make him uncomfortable." Eddie nods,

"That's a really nice sentiment, but what about you? What do you want?"

"That doesn't matter." You drop your gaze from his face to the floor as though your eyes might betray you and give up what you truly want. Eddie steps closer, taking your hands in his and squatting slightly so he's in your line of sight,

"It definitely matters. What do you want?"

Fuck it.

"You." Your voice scarcely a whisper but Eddie hears it nonetheless and is pressing you against your doorframe as he captures your lips in a searing kiss before you even have time to blink, or breathe, or think.

"Knew you liked me too." Eddie grins as he pulls back, resting his forehead on yours, the cheesiness of his grin making you instinctively roll your eyes, avoiding eye contact with him until Eddie takes your chin in his hand, that dark smirk forming on his mouth, turning your head to the side to whisper in your ear,

"Roll your eyes at me again, I dare you." You shiver involuntarily at his breath on your neck, "Guess I could always find another way to make those pretty eyes roll." Eddie whispers this against the skin of your neck, punctuating his sentence with a soft bite to your skin there, just hard enough to make you whimper. Unconsciously your hands place themselves on his chest, stroking down until your hands are fiddling with his belt,

"Keen?" Eddie asks with a teasing smile on his face, eyes impossibly darkened with lust, you nod, straining your neck to be able to kiss him as you slip a hand inside his jeans making him flinch slightly and hiss,

"Shit, can we not do this in your hallway? Bit too exposed." You nod and pull him into your room by his shirt, kissing him with every step until you both land on your bed, Eddie stretching out a long leg to kick your door shut.

Eddie's hands roam your body freely, mapping out the spots that make you shiver all without breaking this kiss, while your hands shrug his jacket off, help him out of his trousers until only his shirt remains to be shed and your lips are forced to come apart as you yank it over his head. Eddie is swift to return the favour, stripping you of your clothes and underwear, pulling the covers of your bed over the both of you when he notices your slight discomfort at your vulnerable state.

"We can stop you know, I'm not some insatiable sex demon."

"So the rumours aren't true?" You tease, looking up at him with a cheeky smile, and he shakes his head, amused. Then his head disappears under your covers, kissing a trail down your body, destination abundantly obvious to you,

"Hey, you don't have to, uh, do that." Eddie lifts the sheet and his head reappears an incredulous expression on his face,

"No one's ever done this to you before have they?" You shake your head,

"Well that's fucking criminal. I know I don't have to but I would like to, if you want."

"I don't see what you're going to get out of it but go ahead." Eddie laughs as kisses your inner thighs,

"Let me show you what you've been missing." Eddie starts slowly, not wanting to overwhelm you, so instead of diving right in he does small kitten licks at your clit, letting you get used to the sensation. When he feels the tension leave your thighs and your soft sighs turn into needy moans he ups the ante, planting sloppy kisses on and around your clit, sucking softly, enough to make you tremble. Eddie teases your entrance with one finger, tracing slowly, lips coming away from your clit so that he can check in,

"Now, someone's definitely done this before, right?" Eddie presses a fraction harder to indicate what he's referring to and you nod,

"Wasn't good though." You admit a little breathlessly, "Felt like he was looking for his car keys." Eddie has to pause for a second, trying not to laugh at the exasperated expression on your face,

"Okay well, I'll do my best to not make you feel like that. If you want?" You nod, and Eddie slips his finger inside in one smooth motion and before you can stop them, your eyes roll back slightly and you see a smug grin on Eddie's face

"Told you I could find a way to make those pretty eyes roll." Eddie shifts himself so his face is back between your legs, mouth returning to lavish attention on your clit while Eddie slips a second finger inside you, crooking them slightly until they hit a spot that you were convinced only you knew about, your hips grinding against Eddie's face confirm that he's found your gspot and so he works his mouth and fingers in tandem, making that blissful warm heat that pools in your stomach spread, until all you can feel is waves of pleasure that refuse to abate because Eddie just keeps going, prolonging your orgasm until you're babbling slightly about how good he's making you feel. You don't remember when you shut your eyes but now they open to see Eddie beside you, looking very pleased with himself as he twists his glistening hand in the light, before taking his fingers into his mouth and moaning at the taste of you on his tongue.

"No theatrics, it's not that good."

"Oh I beg to differ." Eddie shifts so his hands are planted either side of your head and leans down to kiss you, slipping his tongue into your mouth and letting you taste yourself on his tongue, groaning as he does so. As he deepens the kiss he presses his body against yours, as though any space between your bodies is a personal affront to him, he stops shy of lining himself up, never one to take advantage,

"Want to keep going?"

"Yes. Please." You wince a little at the desperation in your tone, feeling a little embarrassed, a feeling that soon leaves when you see the look on Eddie's face that you want him so badly your voice would give you away like that.

Eddie goes to climb off the bed in search of his wallet somewhere in the pile of clothes but you put a hand on his arm,

"I'm on the pill Eddie."

He chokes, "You want me bareback?" Eyes still bugging out of his skull when you nod, "Nope, please let me hear you say it, I can die happy then."

You snort but do as he asks, begging him go fuck you raw, inflating his ego beyond measure as you do so. But his ego is quickly deflated once more as he let's slip a whimper as he first slides in, feeling your soaked walls contract around him.

"Shit. So fucking tight. You okay?"

"I'm fine just ah never been so fucking full in all my life." You struggle to get the words out as you adjust to the pleasurable stretch of Eddie's cock splitting you open.

Eddie pulls back slowly, gritting his teeth as he resists his most basic urges to start slamming in recklessly, fucking you into next week. Instead he sets an almost painfully slow rhythm, with you feeling every ridge of his cock dragging against your walls with every motion, building your orgasm at a maddeningly slow pace.

"Faster Eddie please faster." You moan out, almost breaking his heart with the desperation in your voice.

"Hold on tight then." Eddie half jokes, hitching your legs around his waist and picking up his rhythm until he is railing you remorselesly, practically drooling at the way your body appears to pull him deeper inside you with every thurst, tightening as he pushes you closer to your peak. You send up a silent prayer of thanks that your house is relatively far away from your neighbours, knowing that the moans and cries of pleasure escaping both of you would definitely clue in your neighbours as to your activities.

"Getting close," You pant out, bidding Eddie to keep going, to keep ravaging you so perfectly. And he does, desperately rutting into you like it was his only goal in life to make you cum around his cock, and he gets his wish as you finish with a loud burst of expletives framing his name, nails scratching angry red lines down his back and legs trembling as they lock around his waist.

"I've got you, I've got you." Eddie soothes you as he keeps going, locking his lips with yours as he teeters on the edge, finally losing his last shred of control when you slip your tongue into his mouth.

You stay locked around each other like this for a few minutes, catching your breath together. You whine a little when Eddie finally pulls out, resenting the loss and shuddering a little at the foreign sensation of his cum leaking out of you.

"You okay?" Eddie strokes your face affectionately as he lays beside you, you nod,

"Don't think my legs will work for the rest of the day though."

"I wish I could say I'm sorry." You laugh at his cockiness and he smiles sweetly, leaning in to kiss you. "How long do we have the house to ourselves for?"

You glance at the clock on your beside table, "About an hour."

"Oh imagine all the fun things we can get up to in an hour." Eddie earns another eye roll for this.

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munsons-melody · 10 months

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starchild’s competition

18+ Minors, DNI.

summary: dustin’s noticed your odd behavior and takes it upon himself to figure out what’s going on. little does he know, you’ve fallen in love with the dungeon master of his dnd club.

pairing: eddie munson x female!henderson!reader

cw: almost smut? implications of sex, kissing, etc. bit of fluff / bit of smut

word count: 5.1 k

a/n: this is one of my favorite things i’ve ever written, definitely thinking of making a pt. 2… also apologies for the spacing on this one, it didn’t like me pasting my writing from wattpad to tumblr lol

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dustin henderson never snooped... okay that was a lie, he only snooped when he knew he needed to, like today

you and dustin had grown up as close siblings. without your dad in the picture, moving to hawkins when you were 14 and he was 9, and living with your single mom, you knew you had to take care of each other

obviously, you two had run-of-the-mill spats with each other as every sibling has with one another, but you two still loved each other very much

even the times when he's tackled you in order to get the last pop tart, in which you would snatch it back from him, just for him to say 'no collarbones' to tug on your heartstrings and you'd end up giving it to him anyways

but these past few weeks had been very different, you were different

you were always out late, and if you weren't already out late, you were pretending to go to bed early just to sneak out of your window to be out late

you were never really in the house anymore, and when you were, there would be an odd smell coming from your room

dustin was became confused on why you never had much time to drive him to hellfire or bother steve together at family video anymore, and he was confused on why you would always finish dinner quickly then go straight to your room or why you'd always have some metal song playing in your walkman (a genre he didn't even know you owned cassettes of)

but little did he know the reason why was because you had accidentally fallen in love with one of his best friends and the dungeon master of his dnd club... eddie munson

and truth be told it was an accident.

you and eddie had always inconspicuously flirted with one another. it occurred whenever you would drop off dustin at hellfire, or when eddie would come up to the kitchen during one of the campaign's breaks to see you before the rest of the party would come up from the basement of your house

the two of you would talk, laugh, make jokes, and much to dustins knowledge, he knew that neither of you would try anything, i mean you couldn't right?

wrong. after a few weeks, eddie formally asked you out. it was for a nice romantic picnic out by lovers lake. you said yes, seeing as the cute metalhead in front of you already had you wrapped around his finger, and one date couldn't hurt...

but more dates did occur- watching corroded coffin play at the hideout, sneaking out to smoke at his house, making out in the back of his van with music blaring in the background, and having him over to study since you two "had the same history class and were made partners by your teacher" - which is what you always told dustin

you couldn't help it, the two of you just naturally gravitated toward each other, but you still didn't tell dustin, or really anyone for that matter. you loved your little bubble that you built together over the past couple months and the fear of scrutiny from other party members, especially your little brother, would burst it

but nonetheless, dustin grew suspicious of his sister, suddenly acting secretive and dodgy

you had left to go to the mall with nancy and robin earlier in the evening and it gave dustin his opportunity. he quietly walked out of his room and into yours

he closed your door quietly behind him, and he scanned your room. he didn't find anything out of the ordinary at first, till he noticed some cassettes and a piece of paper on your dresser

intrigued, he walked over and picked them up. there were four cassettes you had sitting there, metallica's ride the lighting, dynasty and love gun by kiss, and heaven and hell by black sabbath

he picked up the piece of paper that looked a little crumpled and opened it up to read

here's a couple of my favorites, i hope you love them too... p.s., I'm dedicating track no. 1 on dynasty to you -starchild's competition

"starchild's competition? what the fuck does that even mean?" he said out loud to himself

out of curiosity, he took the dynasty cassette and decided to play track number one, seeing as it was dedicated to his sister by a random guy competing with someone named starchild

little did he know, it was a stupid inside joke between you and eddie

you two were smoking in his room and you had briefly mentioned your huge crush on paul stanley from kiss to eddie, to which he decided to tease you with, saying he was in competition with the huge star for your love and affection

at the time you didn't realized he signed the note with that, being a little too busy as you were high out of your mind, and he shoved the note and his cassettes into your bag for a cute surprise when you got home

dustin heard the familiar tune of 'i was made for loving you' ring through your room and he gagged

who is dedicating songs to her? he thought

continued to look around your room, finding a photo album peaking out from the side of your desk, hiding under a couple of school books

but his actions were soon interrupted as your door opened, and you spotted him

"what are you doing in my room" you asked with an annoyed tone

"oh uh... your stereo turned on and i was going to turn it off for you... good song choice by the way" he said stiffly as he awkwardly shuffled out of your room and into his

you shook your head at his weirdness and shut your door. you tossed the shopping bags you had onto your bed and shimmed off your jacket, tossing it onto your desk

you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, a few hickies on your chest were showing that your jacket covered earlier

that was a byproduct of going over to eddies a few days beforehand. the two of you were going to try and do some homework but that soon turned into you on eddie's lap as the two of you feverishly made out

but it was soon interrupted by wayne who wanted to make sure the two of you had a proper dinner to "keep your studying energy up" so the two of you had to pull yourselves together and go eat the dinner wayne graciously made before he left for work

but, you were a little grateful for the interruption since it gave you an opportunity to buy a new and exciting piece of lingerie to surprise eddie with

the next night, you did your usual eat dinner fast then run back to your room routine, which you did in order to call eddie and talk to him

you two surprisingly never ran out of topics to talk about, and he never failed to make you laugh, which would end up with him wanting to see your "beautiful smile in person" and you would arrange for him to sneak into your room after your mom went to bed

the two of you were well into your honeymoon phase but neither of you minded

this particular evening, dustin and your mom were watching some movie and eating some ice cream for dessert when he heard a loud giggle from your room

"i'm going to go see if y/n wants some ice cream" dustin said, setting his bowl down and walking down the hallway

his steps were slow and quiet, your voice getting only slightly louder as he got closer to your door

"no baby i cannot tell you the surprise, you're gonna have to wait" he heard you giggle causing him to make a disgusted look on his face

okay, she clearly has a secret boyfriend which is why she's been acting so weird, he thought to himself, but he wondered who could it be for her to not tell anyone about

you're usually open about boys you like, especially the celebrity crushes you had which seemed to change every other week, so what's so special about this guy that she can't talk about him?

"mhm, yeah try and see if that works this time, cause it worked sooo great last time" you said with a sarcastic laugh

dustins ear pressed a little too close to the door causing it to creak open a little bit, catching your attention

he stood up straight and cleared his throat, knocking lightly to make it look like he had just got to your door. you muttered a "hold on" and lightly pressed the bottom half of your phone to your chest

"yes?" you questioned, and dustin blinked his wide eyes

"oh uh do you want ice cream for dessert?" he said and you smiled "sure, I'll be out in a sec, don't eat the rest of the chocolate please" you told him

he responded with a smile and nod, and closed the door to the way it was before and he heard you say a "it's my favorite flavor! it's not boring!" followed by another giggle

the next night was friday night

your mom had some PTA meeting and dinner meaning she would be out till late and dustin said he was going with lucas and mike to the arcade and then to mike's for a sleepover

you invited eddie over while the two of you were standing next to your locker

"yeah and my mom will be out all night at some PTA meeting and dustin's going to sleepover at mike's house, so it'll just be me... all alone... in an empty old house," you dragged the last part out causing a smirk to arise on eddie's face

"oh we can't have that now, can we?" eddie responded, taking his pointer finger and hooking it gently under your chin to pull you in for a kiss

"get a room you two" robin said arriving next to you

"its already booked" you rebutted back with a chuckle

you stayed there near your locker for a good few minutes, continuing to talk to robin who was just about to leave to catch her evening shift at the store. eventually the two of you said goodbye to her, walking out into the parking lot from the school

you drove home separately from eddie, telling him to come over at 5 and to park down the street not to draw attention and he gladly agreed

the clock was ticking down to 5 pm when your mom headed out the door

"i won't be back till late, bye sweeties!" she said as the door closed. now all who was left was dustin, standing next to you waving goodbye

"don't you have a sleepover at mikes or something?" you questioned

"yeah but i'm in no hurry to get there, i'll leave in a few minutes" he said when you noticed eddie's van drive past your house in order to park down the street causing your heart to drop

"you sure? didn't you guys want to go to the arcade too?" you asked, wanting him to leave already

"we're going but lucas can't meet us there till 5:15 so i have some time" he shrugged, sitting down on the couch causing you to mentally groan

your eyes widened as you saw eddie start to walk up your drive way

shit shit shit you said to yourself as he knocked on the door

dustin sat up "bet you 5 dollars mom forgot something" he joked, going towards the door before you even stepped your foot out

he quickly opened the door to reveal a very handsome eddie munson standing there with his dio t shirt and usual black jeans

"eddie? what are you doing here?" he asked. eddie looked like a deer caught in headlights. he quickly looked to you then back to dustin

"oh i uh just came by to uh... borrow your sisters history book... uh.. i lost my copy and we're partners for the class so..." he stammered out

dustin seemed to buy it as he let eddie into the house, and eddie gave you a smile

"well since you're here and i don't have to leave for a few minutes, can i ask your opinion on my new campaign?" dustin asked sweetly. eddie shrugged and muttered a sure before he was motioned to go down the hall to dustins room

you gave a sympathetic smile to him, and decided to head to the kitchen to get some water while you waited

you heard talking from the two of them down the hall, a few laughs here and there, when eventually the two of them emerged from dustins room, the clock reading 5:25

"oh shit I gotta go- hey since you're just here for a book and you're probably about to leave anyways, could you drop me off at the arcade? my bike should fit in the back of your van" he questioned and you could see the mental groan in eddie's eyes

"uh yeah sure" he said, looking to you. you giggled and walked past the boys, grabbing a random book from your desk and walking back to the living room, handing it to eddie

"thanks" he said. you could tell he was annoyed dustin was cockblocking him, and you tried not to laugh

"c'mon eddie i'm already late" dustin exclaimed, swinging a bag over his shoulder

"coming" he grumbled, looking at you once more before walking out the door, book in hand

you saw the two conversing as they walked down the street to where eddie's van was parked, dustin walking his bike next to him. you saw this as a chance to go change into your outfit for eddie's return.

you happily skipped into your room, shutting the door behind you. you went over to your underwear drawer where you stashed your new lingerie set, the red lacy fabric soft in your hands

you normally wouldn't wear a bright color such as this cherry red, opting for blacks since its what you felt most comfortable in, but you figured it'd be a nice change and such a surprise for your boyfriend

you quickly changed into the lingerie, taking a look at yourself in the mirror

"damn" you muttered out, feeling a new sense of confidence wash over you. you touched up the little bit of makeup you were wearing, and decided to fix your hair down, your hair cascading to your shoulders.

slight waves in your hair emerged from the bun you had it in earlier but you didn't mind since it added some life to your hair. you applied some of your favorite perfume to your wrists and behind your ears, and once you were satisfied with your look, you threw back on your sweatshirt and shorts.

you heard knocking at the front door, signaling eddie was back from driving dustin

you walked out of your room and opened the door to reveal an annoyed eddie. "that little fucker" he mumbled, walking in past you

"well hello to you too" you said jokingly. eddie turned to face you.

"hey sweetheart" he breathed out, before continuing his little rant

"he kept asking why i was parked so far from the house, so i told him it was cause i didn't want to block your driveway, then he asked why i had an English textbook if we were doing a history project together," he continued, handing you back the book you had previously handed him

"then he was annoyed when i said i was busy tonight and couldn't come to the arcade with him and his friends and he just kept on questioning everything i-" you cut him off by kissing him, catching him by surprise

"eds, calm down, he's gone now, its just the two of us, and it's not his fault he doesn't know what's really going on" you soothed, trying to calm your amped-up boyfriend

"you're right I'm sorry, it's just i wanted to be here with you like an hour ago but that little cockblock-" you cut him off by kissing him again, this time actually shutting him up

the book you had in your hand dropped to the seat behind you causing a thud. you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. his hands slid under your shirt and up the sides of your torso, his rings were cold against your warm skin causing you to gasp, and eddie took this an opportunity to sneak his tongue into your mouth

you moaned in to the kiss causing him to smirk, when he started trailing his lips from yours down to your neck sucking on that sweet spot behind your ear

"eds" you breathed out, "yeah?" he mumbled, continuing to leave his mark on your neck

"my room" you stuttered out and he pulled away

"lead the way princess" he said with a smile, extending his hand for you to walk past him. you giggled, still stuck in a little bit of a haze, lacing his hand with yours in the process of walking past him

"did you bring it?" you asked as you entered your room. "condoms or weed?" he asked, shutting the door behind him and leaning against it

you giggled, "the weed but good to know about the condoms as well," you said with a wink

the two of you got into your usual positions, eddie sitting at your desk rolling a couple of joints while you lit some incense to cover the smell in case your mom came home early

once situated, you laid on your bed, side by side, passing the joint. you watched as eddie brought it up to his lips, and carefully sucked on it, lighting up the end, and breathing out the smoke

you watched his plush pink lips form in to an 'o' shape as the smoke blew, and you were mesmerized

and you stayed like that, smoking, staring at eddie, talking, but eventually by the end of the second joint, you didn't need anymore

"eddie" you whined, sitting on his lap, rolling your hips in attempts to get some friction for the heat pooling in your pants

eddie knew you had levels of being high, it would go from chill to giggly to horny to sleepy, and right now, he knew that all you cared about was him fucking you senseless

"yes baby?" he purred, hands gripping onto your thighs, your faces almost touching

"i need you" you whine again, starting to kiss his neck, and you moved your hands up the sides of his torso, lightly tugging on his shirt to get him to take it off

he loved taking his time with you while you were in this state, taking it as an opportunity to tease you. he loved making you a whining, moaning mess, hungry for his cock

he slowly moved your head from his neck so his lips met yours, kissing you with passion, his tongue fighting with yours

you broke apart for a second, taking off your shirt and tossing it across the room

"jesus christ y/n" he breathed out, absolutely enamored with the sight in front of him

"oh i forgot about that" you giggle, "you want to see the rest?" you ask in a sultry tone

he nods furiously and then gulps as you manage to wiggle off his lap

he watched intently as you flicked on the stereo, 'lick it up' by kiss blaring through your speakers as you moved your hips along to the beat of the song

"holy shit" eddie said, his eyes widening

you continued to move to the beat, flipping your hair and turning around, moving your body around in the most sexual way you know how

you dropped the shorts, tossing them beside you, and he smirked at the full sight of you

he sat up a bit as you started to slowly crawl onto your bed towards him, and he bit his lip in anticipation

you laid down next to him, and he took his opportunity to kiss down your neck and onto your collarbone, taking his time to leave his mark all over your chest and your neck

his hands traveled down your thigh, gripping your your backside as you grinded again his hard bulge

"i think you're wearing too many clothes" you said, lips almost touching

"yes m'am" he said with a light laugh and kissed you before he got up from the bed

the song had changed a couple times from the one you put on, and your speaker was blaring the chords of 'all hell's breakin' loose'

eddie tried to move his hips around in the way you did, but failing miserably causing you to laugh

he whipped off his t shirt, tossing it in your direction, and you watched intently as your boyfriend tried to give you a lap dance

he undid his belt, tossing it to his left side, and slowly undid his zipper

he looked at you, as you were holding back giggles as he was purposefully trying to be bad at this

he finally pulled down his pants and stepped out of them and kicked them over before jumping on to the bed next to you

"maybe we should stick to you performing on the stage and me performing in the bedroom" you giggled as he scooted closer

"yeah maybe that's for the best" he laughed, pulling you in to a deep kiss

he was on top of you and you were a moaning mess underneath him until you finally found the strength to flip the two of you over, wanting your turn to leave a few love bites down his neck

you knew everyone would see you together, see the hickies, and put two and two together but in this moment, you honestly couldn't care

you grinded down on his lap as you kissed the sweet spot behind his ear, causing a delicious moan to emit from those beautiful pink lips

——

"shit!" dustin yelled in an annoyed tone. he was in mike's basement with lucas, mike being upstairs grabbing a couple of snacks.

"what?" lucas asked towards the frantic curly haired boy

"i forgot my toothbrush" he said, grabbing his jacket

"where are you going?" mike asked walked down the stairs, arms full of junk food that would soon cease to exist, at the threat of being in front of three hungry teenage boys

"i need my toothbrush" dustin said, putting on his shoes

"just skip tonight, it's not a big deal" mike shrugged and dustin shook his head

"not a big deal? i just got these pearls and you expect me to not take care of them?" he held a hand up to his chest in offense

"just let him go, it'll only take him like 20 minutes tops" lucas said, opening a can of coke

"whatever but we're starting the star wars marathon without you" mike said and dustin looked at him with annoyance

"oh damn! it's not like i haven't seen the beginning of a new hope like 50 times" he said sarcastically before running up the stairs

he briefly told mrs. wheeler where he was going and that he was going to be back, and out the door he went, grabbing his bike

he started on his way to his house which wasn't too far from mike's, enjoying the cool breeze on the oddly warm spring night

he finally made it to his driveway, hearing the crickets outside and music coming from inside the house

dustin made his way up the stairs and opened the door which he found unusual since whenever you were home alone, you always made sure to lock everything up as you knew the only people who should be entering would have a key

the music traveled from your room and down the hall and he shrugged, assuming you were just listening to music loudly but then he smelled that oddly familiar smell wafting from your room

he went to the bathroom, grabbed his toothbrush and toothpaste and shut the door when he figured he should at least ask you about it

"oh fucking hell, you are so perfect" eddie muttered out as you licked the spot on his neck you had finished working on, proud of your accomplishment

one of your hands traveled down his hips and to the waist band of his boxers, starting to palm his rock hard bulge and he moaned, his fingers digging into your ass and thighs

your lips met his once more as you went to pull down his waist band, and you were so drunk on him, you couldn't focus on anything else

"hey y/n what's the- JESUS CHRIST" you heard a scream from your door way, causing you and eddie to jump apart

"dustin what the fuck are you doing here?!" you yell, grabbing your sheets to cover yourself up, eddie attempting to do the same

"what the fuck are you doing??" he screamed again

"what's it look like? now get out!" eddie yelled, throwing a pillow at him causing him to immediately step back and shut the door

your heart was pounding and your breathing was unsteady

"oh god" you groaned, leaning into eddie's chest

"well at least now he knows?" eddie said with a laugh

—

dustin, horrified at the sight, ran out of the house, toothbrush in hand and ran to his bike

he believed it was a record for how fast it took him to get back to mike's house from his

out of breath, he stumbled down into mikes basement seeing both mike and lucas staring intently at the movie

"why are you so out of breath?" lucas asked with concern

"i just saw my sister having sex with eddie" he managed to get out, still trying to catch his breath

"what?" mike asked

"I JUST SAW MY SISTER HAVING SEX WITH EDDIE" dustin screamed, repeating himself

"what the fuck?" mike asked again

"wait what so what did you even see?" lucas asked dustin

"i went to get my toothbrush and i heard music from her room and there was some smell so i decided to ask her what the smell was and i knocked- a few times, and she didn't answer so i assumed her music was too loud so i opened her door and i saw them half naked kissing on her bed!" dustin said with disgust

"jesus that's rough" lucas agreed

—

you finished putting back on your shorts, sitting on the edge of your bed with a gnawing feeling in your stomach

after what just happened, neither wanted to continue your plans for the evening so the two of you calmly got dressed and turned off the music.

"you okay?" eddie asked, sitting next to you and you shrugged

"i feel bad for having dustin find out about us that way" you said, playing with the hem of your shorts

"i know but now that it's out in the open you can always actually talk to him about everything tomorrow" he said and you nodded

"yeah i guess, plus i hate the fact that my surprise was wasted" you said, and he wrapped an arm around you as you leaned your head on his shoulder

"i wouldn't say it went to waste because jesus it definitely surprised me" he lifted your head gently to make eye contact with you

"i love you y/n and we'll have plenty of more opportunities for you to show me that, i already forgot all about it, you were wearing something blue right?" he joked and you laughed

"i love you too eddie" you said, wrapping your arms around him. you cuddled into each other, enjoying each others company. you also felt an insane amount of sleepiness wash over you and eddie could sense that

"you seem tired, so i should probably get going" he said with a sigh and you shook your head, pulling away from the hug but keeping your bodies pressed close

"no please, i want you to stay" you said to him and he nodded, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear

"what about your mom?" he questioned and you smiled

"i'll just lock my door and if you'd be so kind, sneak out my window in the morning and come round to the front door, tell my mom you're taking me to breakfast" you suggested and he smiled

"god you're smart" eddie responded, kissing you softly

"and i have some extra clothes of yours from a few weeks ago for tomorrow" you said, getting up to the dresser and pulling them out

you had washed and dried them for him, planning to return them soon but thanking yourself you didn't

"thanks baby" he said, getting up and wrapping his arms around you

"you know i was actually wondering where this shirt went" he said and you giggled

the two of you decided to change out of your clothes, you sleeping in another one of eddie's shirts you had 'borrowed' and him changing into his clean boxers from the dresser

the two of you brushed your teeth in the bathroom, smiling at each other with toothpaste filled smiles. eddie left the bathroom back to your room, and you finished up washing your face and applying some moisturizer

once you made it back to your room, you admired the sight in front of you

eddie was laying on top of the sheets, legs spread and one arm on top of his head, showing off his tattoos

"take a picture it'll last longer" eddie smirked when he noticed you standing by the door

"might have to, you're too pretty" you said, shutting the door and locking it behind you

you walked over to your bed, crawling in, the only light emitting was from your lamp, the other lights eddie turned off for you

you snuggled close to him, his arms wrapping around you right and he reached up and turned off the light

"i love you y/n" eddie whispered, kissing your neck lightly and you smiled, rubbing his arms lightly

"i love you too eds" you said, falling asleep in his arms

fin.

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biancadjarin · 1 year

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ʚ Send Me an Angel ɞ

- pairing: mean!eddie munson x bratty!henderson older sister!female reader

- content warning: 18+ nothing too graphic, but I prefer no minors on my blog, thankssss

- a/n: idk what this is lol, I just love fem/bratty reader and intimidating/mean Eddie <3

“Ugh why do your weird nerdy friends have to come here Dusty??” you pout at your little brother as you lay on your stomach on your bed, him staring at you from your doorway.

“I told you, the drama kids are putting on a play or some shit so we can’t play D&D in there.” He says to you like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “Just stay in here, my friends don’t wanna listen to your stupid shows on the TV or watch you dance around to your girly music.” He slams your door shut and your head shoots up off a pillow, shocked at how rude he can be. You scoff and roll onto your back, eyes growing heavy and leading you into your after school nap.

You’re rudely awakened by loud laughter and yelling. You look at the pink clock on your wall. 6:05pm. Their little game has only been going for 5 minutes and you’re already annoyed. You get up and head to your door, swinging it open and heading towards the bathroom for a quick shower before you go make yourself some dinner.

“C’mon Eddie, I wanna cast a spell, hurry up and roll!” you hear Mike Wheeler yell. Little twerp just like your brother. Always running into the house, tracking in dirt, leaving their bikes in the drivew… Wait. Eddie. Eddie’s here. In your dining room. You’ve had a crush on Eddie all year and while you two have talked here and there, you’d be lying if you said his harsh leather metal head look didn’t scare you a bit. You’re all soft edges, pink backpack, frilly white socks rolled over your reeboks, soft hair swaying. You’re not perfect, certainly no Phoebe Cates. But you know you’re pretty, plush lips over straight teeth, cute perky boobs and a butt that jiggles when you walk.

You’ve felt Eddie’s eyes on you at school. Once he even bumped into you when you stopped short to tie your shoe. “Walk much?” Eddie said to you with a glare. “Oh!” You’d said as you spun around, surprised at his proximity. “S-sorry.” You said sweetly, his big brown eyes stared at you and made your tummy flutter in the most amazing way. Your tummy isn’t flat and perfect but that’s ok. You like cookies too much, is that a crime?!

“Actually since you’re here, can you hold my books while I tie my shoes?” you’d asked, voice smooth and sweet like syrup. Eddie stared at you for a second then put out his hands. You assumed that meant yes so you handed him your heavy textbooks. You turned and bent forward, ass almost grazing his crotch. The way the fabric of your white jeans stretched across your cute little butt made him stop breathing. Eddie’s mind went blank, mouth going dry and fingers going numb from the weight. Your textbooks slipped out of his hands and hit the floor with a slam. You squeaked a scared little scream and stood back up quickly. “Shit are you okay?” Eddie asks you as he drops down and picks the books back up, placing them gently into your small hands. “I’m fine. Was just loud. Scared me.” He chuckled, eyes narrowed and and flickered with mischief, making you wonder if he did that on purpose. “I’m sorry angel… I mean-” Your reaction to his nickname for you got cut short when you jumped for the second time in the last two minutes thanks to the class bell ringing. “Gotta go.” Eddie said with a wink before racing past you, your face red with embarrassment.

You giggle at the memory as you exit the shower. Quickly running back to your room to get ready, you think to yourself: How can I get Eddie’s attention but not let him know he has mine? I think he likes me but I don’t wanna look too desperate. Gotta tease him a bit… You curl your lashes and put on your sparkly pink lipgloss. You open your closet and weigh your options… tight jeans?… but you want Eddie to see your panties. A dress? that’s a little too obvious… your fingers reach for your soft pink frilly mini skirt that has a matching jacket that your friend borrowed and never gave back. You slip it on, white and pink lace panties underneath with a scalloped edge that hug your ass just right. A simple white T shirt that’s slightly see through over a matching pink and white lace bra and a couple sparkly silver necklaces finish your outfit. Barefoot you begin to creep downstairs, the sounds of boys whooping and dice hitting your wooden dining room table growing louder as you ascend.

“So uh, where’s your sister D?” you hear one of the boys ask. You stop on the second to last step, leaning in to listen. It’s not Eddie’s voice, but too deep to be Mike or Lucas’s. “Up in her room, she’s so annoying.” You roll your eyes. “Maybe..” Gareth grumbles. “But I certainly don’t mind lookin’ at her.” Everyone busts out into laughter except your brother. “Ew dude gross! Shut up, it’s your turn.” “Yeah G,” you finally hear Eddie’s voice, it sounds deep and tight like he’s clenching his jaw. “Roll the dice before I write you out of this whole campaign.” “Jeez fine. I got a 12.” “Not enough, you lose 18 hit points.” “What the fuck man!”

As the game continues you saunter past the table, only turning your head once to smile and wave politely at the group. You feel Eddie’s eyes follow you all the way to the kitchen. Their conversation continues on, sounding further away now. You begin to warm up some rice and leftover chicken, mixing up a strawberry lemonade while the microwave whirs. As you watch the yellow drink turn pink you feel a warmth encroach your space, the smell of weed and cinnamon gum filling your nostrils.

“Hey y/n.. didn’t know you were here.” Eddie says as he stands behind you. Closer than what would be considered normal. You spin around, big doe eyes looking up and meeting his, small silver spoon that you were mixing with coming up to your lips and sucking, savoring the tangy powder. His eyes fall to your mouth, half hooded, eyebrows raising slightly. You pull it out slowly and lick the tip of it with your tongue, before saying “I live here. Where else would I be?” in your bratty tone.

He shrugs his shoulders, “Friday night, thought maybe you’d be on a date.” He says with a crooked smile. Does he think about me going on dates? He crowds closer into your space, you feel the countertop at your back as you lean against it. “Nope. No date. Maybe you can set me up with one of your friends?” you say as you look past him, over his shoulder towards where Hellfire is. “My friends? You wanna date one of us?” “I don’t know.. maybe. You think they’d be interested?” you ask him confidently but your heart is beating so fast, your breath uneven, chest rising with every shaky inhale. BEEEEEP. The microwave signals behind you. “Eddie! You done in the bathroom yet?!” you hear your brother yell from down the hall. “Sounds like you’re needed out there.” You say to him, beginning to slide past him. His hand shoots up to grab your hip and maneuver you back. Caged in by him.

“Yeah, gimme five minutes!” He yells over his shoulder. You stare up at him, unsure what he’s going to do. He reaches behind you picking up your pink lemonade and drinks the whole thing in one long sip. You watch as his neck stretches back and his adams apple bobs when he swallows. The pale smooth skin of his neck looking irresistibly bite-able. “Sweet. Like you.” He says, low and gravelly. He puts the glass down and drops his chin to his chest, looking at the small space between your bodies. “Is this a skirt or a belt? So fuckin’ short I thought I saw some ass when you walked by.” “Maybe I wanted your friend to see. What’s his name? With the curls… Gareth?” Eddie snorts and throws his head back with a mock laugh. “Gareth wouldn’t know what to do with you.” His eyes sweep down your neck, your chest and stop at where the thin fabric of your shirt and lace bra are barely doing anything to cover the pebbled peaks of your nipples. “Oh and you know what to do with me?” you ask, eyebrows raising condescendingly. He exhales a low growl before reaching to grab the back of your squishy thighs and lifting you up onto the counter.

“I’d have a lot of fun finding out-” he leans forward, hands softly grasping the back of your calves, thumbs rubbing up and down the smooth skin as he guides them to rest around his thighs. “Angel.” he says with a wink. You feel a shudder go through you, ending at your core and making you ache between your legs. Eddie’s standing between your spread thighs, the rough fabric of his black jeans rubbing against your legs as he talks. Everything about him feels so warm. “Listen to me real good now.” He says, lips brushing the shell of your ear causing goosebumps to erupt down the whole left side of your body. “You’re going to eat your little snack. Then go back upstairs to your room and wait for me. Think you can do that?” He doesn’t wait for you to respond before he’s backing away and walking back down the hallway. “EDDIE COME OOON!” Gareth yells. “Comin’!” He says back, wide smirk dancing on his lips.

You’re left in the kitchen wondering what just happened and what you just got yourself into…

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spookykoolkat · 8 months

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I absolutely adore your writing!

I wanted to request a Eddie Munson and plus size!Henderson!reader smut!

After dropping Dustin off after Hellfire one night Eddie finally meets Dustin’s sister who is essentially the female version of Eddie. He is smitten with her but doesn’t show it in fear it will mess up him and Dustin’s relationship. He makes excuses to come over to the house more often (which the reader notices). She teases him on purpose, short skirts, low cut shirts, little touches when they pass each other. She’s driving him crazy. One night Dustin invites him over for a movie night and to discuss the new campaign, when Eddie and the reader are the only ones left awake will the tension be to much? Will he finally crack?

eddie m. - your brother's rocker best friend

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an: hiii!!! thank u sm for the request AND all the love i've gotten on my work 🖤🖤 i hope this does your request justice omg!! 😭 because i sure as hell really liked writing it idkidkidk eddie in this one is just so 😵‍💫😵‍💫 anyways pls feel free to send more requests, i appreciate all the love omg like i didnt know so many ppl would like my writing especially being new to writing on tumblr 🥹TYSM OMG PLS I HOPE EVERYONE ENJOYS THIS i love the feedback! also this is hardly proof read so. yeah :p

warnings: 18+ only, minors dni! minors are NOT welcomed. eddie x plus size!reader, eddie x henderson!reader. this is pure filth, pure smut, literally porn with a plot. p in v (unprotected) *this is fiction pls protect urself*, slight exhibitionism (if u squint), oral sex (f receiving), mirror sex kind of, pet names, dirty talk, spanking/slapping, eddie being eddie

wc: 8.5k

summary: you're dustin's older sister, and notice his best friend taking a particular liking to you.

when eddie first realized who dustin’s older sister was, he was mind fucked. when dustin told eddie about you, dustin made it a note to emphasize the fact that he and you were the same age, and had eddie been, as dustin put it, ‘normal student,’ he would’ve graduated the same year as his sister. but, eddie remembered who you were. very vividly, and when he met you again formally at dustin’s house about a year ago—let’s just say eddie was obsessed with everything that had to do with you. he listened to the music you blasted from your room once he got into his van, he remembered the movies you watched so he could watch them and know why you liked them so much, and he remembered the books you carried and the ones you would read in your living room on his way to dustin’s basement. he wanted to consume you in every way.

"i can't really stay long dustin, Wayne's been getting on my ass," eddie said as dustin dragged him to his front door.

"yeah yeah, whatever, come on i just got this new comic, you have to see it," he said eagerly and eddie just sighed, waiting for dustin's knocking to be heard. and it was.

"dustin i swear if you don't have your key i'm going to literally rip-" you yelled through the front door as you swung it open, not to see only dustin but the guy you went to school with who you knew as the local weed supplier.

"what are you doing with my brother?" you spit, ignoring the fact that eddie looked a little starstruck. he didn't even hear you because of how loud your outfit was, the way your body was tight against your little dress you had in, how your tits looked pressed together, the way your hand rested on your hip as you looked at him irritatedly.

"don't start," dustin said and pushed passed you, telling eddie to come on.

"uh, i'm eddie," he introduced and you smiled through your small laugh, opening the door.

"yeah, i know who you are," you said and he almost thought he felt a shiver down his spine. you knew him, you knew who he was. and now that he saw you in person, he realized he overestimated his will power to be a gentleman and not get hard just at the sight of you.

"go ahead, but you're not staying long. ten minutes." you said strictly and he nodded frantically, stepping inside and following dustin straight to the basement, his eyes looking back for yours as you shut the door and turned, giving him a smile.

he was fucked. that was the start of a year long obsession he tried so desperately to hide. and failed.

you noticed eddie and you had the same interests, you heard megadeth and soundgarden blast through his radio in his shitty van dropping dustin off late, and even in school you saw the patches of rock and metal bands you liked on his backpack, or the studs on his jean jacket. you liked his style and like him, you carried the punk rock edge to you with multiple facial piercings and your black clothing. you enjoyed your style, even in high school you managed to apply dark makeup and were only allowed on piercing, so you kept your lip one. you grew into your own as you got older, only having a liking for horror and sci-fi movies, metal, rock and goth music, and loving your dark dull aesthetic. and eddie liked it too, he actually couldn’t believe how sexy you made looking and dressing like a ‘freak.’

you also noticed these last few months eddie has been coming over a lot more frequently, sometimes at night, sometimes early in the morning to take dustin to school. you didn’t realize until he came over three days in a row, and noticed he would linger in the same room you were in while dustin was off doing his usual around the house, or he’d make comments about the movie you’d be watching and then leave. you never minded it of course, you liked talking to him, you actually felt seen around him and he made you feel like the two of you could relate a lot more than you think.

you also kind of liked to push how far you could go with his boundaries. you’ve had a small crush on him since he started coming around a year ago, you couldn’t help but feel a flutter when he’d greet you with a small hug, or a blush when he’d tell you he liked the outfit you had on. but as the months went on you noticed your words took effect on him too, and you relished in the fact that you knew you could make him squirm a bit.

he enjoyed it even though he knew what you were doing, even though he was going fucking insane. he refused to indulge in his fantasies, in dropping hints that he wanted you in every way possible, he refused to risk his own relationship with your brother. he tried for the entire year he and your brother were friends, to ignore the things you do involuntarily. he didn’t know if half the things you did were on purpose or not, but he had to choke down groans seeing you bend over in tight black dresses, he had to refrain from sneaking into your room just so he can see what it looks like. he hated that you did this to him, that you could be this damn sexy it’s like it was doomed from the beginning.

it was the night dustin had a few friends over for a small get together, one of them being eddie and the others being his usual friend group, mike, el, max, lucas, will and steve as well. steve was forced to go by dustin and eddie, eddie mainly begging because he didn’t want to be the only babysitter there.

you were wearing your usual lounging around outfit when you decided to change because you were heading out that night with a few friends, and you got into your usual all black outfit. only this time you had on black mini skirt on that barely covered your ass as you walked, so to help with coverage you chose black sheer, nearly see through, tights underneath that were slightly torn and ripped, and your top was a deep cut baby tee that was black with rhinestones on it. it was cute to you, you loved skimpy clothes as much as anyone else did and you loved the way it hugged onto your thick body.

you just finished your makeup when you decided to slip on your black heeled boots and go downstairs to gather your things. it was kind of like in the movies when the woman steps down the stairs in her ballgown, having her date gawk at her. only this time you had two little pieces of clothes dripped in all black, and eddie was the one gawking at you while everyone paid attention to the game they were playing.

“i can’t believe i’m here. where the fuck is robin and nance?” steve huffed as he slumped in his seat, eating his pizza.

“you know you should be more grateful to spend time with us, asshole. we could all die tomorrow!” dustin exclaimed from his seat, and steve just rolled his eyes.

“how about in right now?” he mumbled.

eddie wasn’t too focused on anything except the music coming from upstairs, is that the cranberries?, he asked himself, trying to crane his neck as if it’d make him hear better. it wasn’t long before he heard your door open and your hard footsteps treading down the stairs. he felt his heartbeat pick up and the minute you fell into his peripheral he had to turn to look at you. big fucking mistake.

the minute he saw your curvy figure in your tight clothing that just made everything more prominent, he felt that rush. not adrenaline rush, he felt his blood fall from his cheeks and straight into his cock. he was beyond embarrassed, lucky for him he was holding a pillow next to him and quickly moved it over his front. something you saw very briefly, wondering why he looked pained almost.

“alright, i’m leaving dustin, don’t fuck the house up or i will kill everyone here and get away with it,” you said emotionless, going to grab your purse and keys on the kitchen counter.

“don’t get pregnant!” dustin shouted from the living room and you walked back in to say goodbye to your little brother and his friends.

“yeah yeah you too, bye, love you,” you said and leaned down to leave a kiss on his forehead, something eddie paid way too close attention to. he could see down your shirt from his seat, and he could only feel his pants grow tighter around his waist. he wanted to stuff his face in your chest, to hold you by your wide waist and pull you to his body. he wanted to defile you more than you’d ever been.

“problem eddie?” you asked, snapping your fingers where you stand behind dustin, sending everyone’s eyes to his direction.

“uh, wha- I, no, yeah i like this game too,” he stuttered and mostly everyone tried to stifle their laugh while dustin questioned him.

“okay?” you said in a confused laugh, walking off around the group to pass by eddie and bringing your hand to ruffle through his brown locks, and to his shoulder to squeeze slightly.

“see ya later, weirdo,” you said and left, leaving eddie rock hard, embarrassed and in complete shock. he needed your touch everywhere, and that same night after he finally got home and laid in bed, he jerked off to the images he internally burned in his mind.

remembering that night gave you ideas for every time you saw him after that. wearing the skimpiest clothes to open the door when eddie walked dustin to the door, making sure that when he was there at your house you were wearing the thinnest tank top with no bra, and checking that the thermostat was set at a cool 69 degrees.

it was like hell. if he were in heaven. he was tortured seeing you, but the more he saw you the more he craved you. he was excited to see you now, to see what you would have one the next time as you offered a drink in a sultry voice, bending over extra low to reach a fake cord from behind the tv while he sat on the couch. he felt like he was going to fall into a deep black hole that would open up every time you were around, he could follow you around like a puppy if you wanted.

he made excuses to see you, he embarrassed himself in moments just so he could see you, or hear your voice. he was genuinely obsessed with you, that even seeing you for five seconds could make his entire day complete. he was desperate, and you knew.

“you, eddie munson, looking for homework?” you scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest to cover yourself. you felt exposed, just waking up from a nap after dropping dustin off early in the morning, wearing nothing but black shorts and a small tank top that was a little see through if you stared hard enough.

“uh, yeah it’s like this paper i had to write, for…” he trailed as his eyes unknowingly moved to glance over you. he couldn’t help but look at how the shorts hugged your thighs and hips. please let suffocate me. his thoughts were impure, not gentleman like. he should be ashamed.

“for…?” you asked, waving your hand in front of him to get his attention back.

“-my class, it’s in a few minutes,” he said checking his watch on his wrist.

“you do know dustin isn’t here right? and the backpack in question is… with him… at school,” you said in an obvious tone, making him reach to the back of his neck and cringe at himself.

“yeah, right…. um, bye,” he said quickly and left, cursing at himself under his breath as he tried to refrain from thinking of the way you looked before he grew hard. you didn’t shut the door until he drove off, almost smiling to yourself that he did that, made that silly excuse to just talk to you for two minutes.

it was little things that he did that drove you equally as crazy, and the fact that he did everything he could just to see your face made you want him even more. it made you wonder why he hadn’t tried anything with you yet. you assumed he felt like you did, so you didn’t question if he found you attractive or sexy, you just wondered what was holding him back from taking the next step.

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eddie found himself a bit stuck in his own thoughts as dustin, mike, will, gareth, jeff and lucas discuss plans of their next campaign. he wanted to focus on the words and suggestions coming out of dustin’s mouth, he wanted to shout desperately when gareth recommended something that would put the entire campaign in jeopardy, but nothing could come from him.

dustin invited everyone over to spend the night while they plan their new campaign for d&d, he knew it could take all night even the day after to create something flawless, so he figured it’d be best to have those who can sleep over. you were a bit bothered by having that much testosterone in the house, but a little won over by the fact that eddie would be spending the night as well.

you catered for the group of course. After you got home from work around seven or eight at night, you bought pizza and drinks for the kids and acted as their mother, fixing their sleeping arrangements and making sure everyone had pillows and blankets before bed. the minute you walked into your home with the pizza and drinks, everyone zoomed to the kitchen except eddie. he shyly walked over to you with his black jeans on and muscle shirt under his jean jacket.

“i can get that for you,” he offered, nodding to the pizza boxes and liters in both hands.

“here, you can take the drinks,” you smiled and handed him the bag of drinks, letting your fingers linger a little on his while transferring the bag to him. he could feel the softness of your touch, how you grazed the outside of his hand with your nails and smoothly removing your hand from the bag.

“thank you,” you said and lightly patted his chest, moving past him closely so that your body touches his.

stop it eddie. stop! he screamed at himself as you started to tell the kids to not make a mess, trying to keep himself from getting hard again and finally going to put the sodas on the counter where you placed the pizza.

“eddie?” you said and walked over to him where he holds a paper plate in his hand, his eyes wide and doe like as he turned to you immediately.

“yeah? whats up?” he said quickly, gripping his plate.

“you think you can help me make everyone’s bed? i can’t reach the sheets in the closet,” you said innocently, batting your eyelashes and flashing a smile.

“y-yeah, of course.” he obliged and put the plate down, following you upstairs to the closet in the hall. you made sure to go first, your pencil skirt hugging your ass and thighs perfectly, putting him in a trance he never wanted to get out of.

“it’s right over here,” you said and turned right, stopping at white double doors. you opened the doors and reached to turn on the light, letting yourself be as exaggerated as possible, and leaning back to let him through. you turned to the side as he walked up to the closet, staying there and watching him as he strained his body upwards, his shirt lifting a bit to show his pale skin littered with tattoos, even seeing his slight v-line, something you wanted to explore. you didn’t try to hide the fact that you were checking him out.

you decided to test him again, so you scooted your body closer to his and leaned across, your breasts and your body touching his as you reached for a pillow that was on a lower shelf. your hand skimmed his skin not so subtly, grabbing the pillow and squeezing it to your stomach to make your tits more prominent in your hardly buttoned button up.

eddie’s skin was on fire, if he wasn’t thinking about d&d before you came home, he definitely wasn’t thinking about it now. he gathered all of the sheets and some pillows, pulling them out and going back to his relaxed position as you stared up at him with a devilish smile.

“what do you think you’re doing?” he asked in a serious tone, taking notice of your breasts pushed together and again, you saw it on his face. that restraint, the self control he tried to muster up.

“what do you mean, eds?” you tried to play naive, like you were unaware of this little game the two of you had partaken in. it was cat and mouse except less action. you liked to tease and taunt, and he held himself tight with a piece of string that was held by the relationship he had with dustin. who would he be if he actually made a move on one of his best friend’s sister?

“i can’t do that to dustin. i can’t.” he said to you, not even acknowledging your fake unawareness.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about.” you said seriously and turned towards the stairs, “you comin’?” you asked sweetly, yet still a mischievous smile on your face. you were testing how far you could go without breaking that string, but now you wanted to break it. you wanted him to fall apart for you, to finally admit he’s wanted you this whole time.

eventually after everyone settled in, the group went down into the basement and began to watch a movie as the night went on. you told everyone you’ll be in your room, changing into something more comfortable to accompany your brother and his friends.

“it’s just supposed to be us,” dustin huffed and you rolled your eyes, accepting the fact you were unwelcomed and you changed anyway, going into the living room to watch a movie by yourself.

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the boys settled in the basement around 11 at night after arguing about their storyline, going to sleep with no successful campaign just yet but successfully watching two movies before everyone knocked out. eddie was no help obviously, too deep in thought about the way your hands felt, how your warm body pressed into his side, what exactly you were hiding under that pencil skirt. he didn’t realize how sexy you made office attire look, suddenly imagining himself bending you over your office desk and railing you to the point all of your papers and knick knacks fell over. it’s all he thought about as the boys talked over the movie, wondering what it would be like to just go upstairs and take you on the couch.

he rubbed his hand over his face with a deep breath, sighing and throwing over the blankets he had on himself on his other side, getting up from the small couch you had in your basement. eddie knew where everything was in the house, and he made his way to the kitchen for some kind of beverage. a beer, if he was lucky.

he was lucky, just not with the beer. once he got into the threshold of the kitchen, he saw the dim light from underneath the cabinet that’s above the counter glowing against you. your back was to him, seemingly eating something, yet he just stared at your figure. from here, the view of your ass was almost problematic. your tight shorts didn’t let much hide from his sight, he could see the crease of your asscheeks peeking out of the fabric, and he saw the small of your back due to your tank top rising up and nearly above your midriff.

“couldn’t sleep?” eddie asked you finally as he came to lean on the counter across from where you stood.

“i was just craving something sweet, you?” you asked, turning around unphased since you already felt him staring at you. you looked at him as you licked your spoon clean and he breathed in deep.

“something like that,” he said and stood up straight, walking around to you and now standing in front of you, leaning his body against the counter to mimic your stance.

“dustin’s my friend, you know that, and you're like, wow you know? it's hard to, control myself,” he slightly admits, beginning to watch as you sensually lick ice cream from your spoon again after you dipped into the pint for another scoop.

“mhm,” you hummed in agreement, eyes never leaving his. you weren't phased by his confession, you already knew. he tried to not show how in love he was with you, but failed miserable every time.

“i can’t do anything to ruin that, he’d hate me forever,” eddie said slowly, too enchanted by the way your tongue glides over the spoon.

“i don’t know what you mean, eddie,” still keeping up with your shenanigans, wondering if he’d snap any time soon.

“really? the short skirts, showing your cleavage, walking around here with no bra when i’m around, like you want me to die really,” he said dramatically, his hands waving in the air and you smiled, putting the ice cream down.

“that’s just how i dress, eddie. plus this is my house, i can wear whatever i want,” you gleamed and he huffed.

“i won’t lie though, some things i do wear for you. like this, i know you like black. and i know you like when i don’t wear a bra, i see you staring at them all of the time,” you said stepping closer to him as his fingers grip the edge of the counter. he was silent, he couldn't talk. embarrassed at the fact that you actually noticed his not so obvious yet obvious stares.

“do you wanna feel them eddie? or do you just want to stare from a distance and jerk off in the bathroom when i leave?” his face turned a bright red, remembering the times he’d have to leave early or go to your bathroom to deal with what you caused.

“yes,” he answered without thinking, stepping towards you so that there is only a small gap between the two of you. your head turns upwards to look at him as he looks down between the two of you, watching your chest rise and fall with every breath.

“do you want me to-” you began but eddie shook his head quickly.

“shut up,” he demanded, pressing his lips into yours firmly. but it wasn’t like you expected.

normally when you made out with guys, it was boring and dull. there was no excitement, no crave, no desire, it felt like nothing to you. but feeling eddie’s lips on yours practically made your knees buckle, so soft and gentle yet still needy, begging for more. you feel his tongue slide against your lips and you part them slightly, letting him invade your mouth as your tongue fought with his. heavy breathing, panting, soft moans coming from you and occasional groans from eddie as his hands rested at your waist, just to inch upwards on your skin and up your shirt.

he pulled away breathlessly, leaving you flushed and aching for me as his eyes trained on your midsection, watching the piece of fabric lift with every inch he went up.

“you, you are so fucking dangerous,” he said roughly, his black fingernails skimming against the curves of your body, his hands rubbing on your rolls, pressing them into your back to pull you closer.

you could tell his touch was so needy, so eager to feel all of you all at once.

“what makes me dangerous? is it my incredibly intimidating face?” you smiled, watching his eyes grow dark with every touch on your body.

“mm, no baby, you have a pretty face.” he said, more confident than ever now that he knows this little game of yours was over. baby. the pet name sending a shock of pleasure straight to your core that you has to press your thighs together. he noticed.

his hands move to your midsection again, finally deciding to raise the tank top up off of your body. this was risky, you knew that. you were exposed in the very public kitchen that anyone could walk in at any moment, pressed against the counter now with eddie teasing his way around your large breasts.

“holy fucking shit.” he breathed as he cupped them in his hands, massaging and feeling over every inch of skin. he bounced them in his hands, pushed them together to see them fall to their natural state, and immediately brought his lips to the curve of your breast and slowly towards your hardened nipple. he wanted to savor all of you, to feel you and memorize what you liked and what you looked like under all these clothes.

“eddie?” you whispered as he stuffed his face in between your tits as he pushed them up, making you smile boyishly.

“mmmhm?” he hummed, shaking his head in your chest and you tug his hair up, sending a jolt to eddie’s crotch and making him wince.

“do you want me?” you asked, looking at his face in the dull light, wanting to bask in his gaze. you loved the slight stubble on his jaw, how his nose was lightly peppered with small freckles, the way his lips looked so pink and swollen—it drove you crazy.

“fuuuck yes, yes i want you, are you crazy?!” he whisper-shouted, making you blush and pull your lip in between your teeth.

“show me,” you teased, moving your hand from gripping his hair and on his shoulder. he was so quick with grabbing your wrists and practically pulling you upstairs into your bedroom, shutting the door by pressing you up against it. it was so quick, you didn’t even feel shame in the fact that you only had your bottoms on going up your stairs.

“i would’ve loved to fuck you over that kitchen counter, but i’d rather not have dustin and our friends see me sinning with his older sister,” he said as he dipped his head into the crook of your neck and leaving small kitten licks and kisses on your skin.

“thank you,” you breathed, holding him tight to your body.

you did feel a bit bad about engaging with eddie like this, you knew it was a bad mistake as dustin’s sister. this was his best friend, and here you are in your bedroom with your tank top down stairs, feeling the way he’s pressed up against you.

“mm, don’t thank me yet, sweetheart,” he grinned into your collarbone.

“since i can’t fuck you over the counter, i think we’ll just have to settle for that little vanity you got,” his voice was so dark, so deep that you didn’t even really recognize who it was. it made you drip into your panties, and immediately you let out a tiny whine.

eddie moved you to the white, pristine vanity you had where you sat and did your makeup everyday. it wasn’t much, but it did come with a mirror and the thought of watching eddie fuck you from the back like that became too intense for you.

you instinctively bent over still in your short shorts, watching eddie behind you as he softly throws his head back and releases a long ‘fuuuuck’ as you swayed your hips gently against his crotch. he rubbed over the globes of your ass, teasing his fingers at the hem of your shorts.

“i can’t believe you’re bent over like this for me,” he says as he removed his black shirt and stepped out of his sleep pants, only leaving the fabric of his boxers strained against his hard on. you felt it in the kitchen, and you feel it even more now pressing against your ass. you whimpered a little, trying to rub against him until he gripped your meaty hips and stilled your movements.

“you gotta be good for me, okay baby? let me take my time,” he cooed, rubbing over the wideness of your hips and ass as he met your eyes in the mirror. he lingered his fingers around your waist band and slowly tugged your shorts down, leaving you completely bare, and leaving eddie feeling like he could cum just from the fabric of his boxers rubbing against his tip.

“no fucking panties?” he questioned, standing back up as he stared at your bare ass, moving your cheeks to spread and reveal both your holes.

“i, i forgot,” you lied, looking at his body through the mirror. the only light that’s shining on the both of you is the orange hue from the street lights in your neighborhood, the shadow of your window blinds casting on eddie right now. you liked the way his pale body looked under that glow, the way his patch work tattoos mixed together well, some looked lighter than others and the bigger ones were more complex. you wanted to inspect each and every one, know the meaning of them, why he got them.

“i know you didn’t forget, baby. you don’t have to lie to me,” he said and got on his knees to become face to face with your bare pussy. even though you were a little insecure about the way you looked down there, you tried to be as confident as ever just in case it wasn’t what a man was attracted to. you’ve met men who preferred skinny women, or men who didn’t like the way you looked down there because you were ‘too big.’

eddie’s hands gripped your ass and thighs firmly, spreading them as he pleased and watching the way your lips spread to reveal your wetness leaking out of you.

“fuck, fuck im so,” he tried to say but he was losing it. he was going feral at the thought of you being this wet and dripping for him, losing it at the fact he had you bent over naked for him, whimpering and moaning for him.

“is, is it too much?” you cringed inwardly at yourself, shutting your eyes and resting your face on your hands that are folded on the vanity.

“what? no what? too much, what do you mean?” he said, standing up and looking at you through the mirror, still gripping your ass.

“like, am i too, um, fat?” you asked. you knew how ridiculous you sounded, how insecure you sounded. but it truly wasn’t like that for you, you were worried more so about the fact that eddie wouldn’t be big enough to pleasure you. you weren’t much of a size person, but if you wanted to ride someone it would be a bit hard to do that with someone who was 5 inches, for you at least.

“what the fuck? absolutely fucking not, oh my god, baby you are so fucking sexy. i’m literally drooling over this pussy, please i need to ruin you,” he begged, slapping your ass a bit and kissing over the sting. his kisses led him to your inner thigh, and moved his lips to kiss over your wet pussy lips that were pushed together by your thick thighs, and you sucked in a breath as you felt his tongue slide up to collect your slickness, and moving in between your lips.

“eddieee, fuck eddie what are you doing,” you asked as he moved his hand to use his middle and ring finger to rub gently over your cunt, spreading your pussy lips and letting his tongue find your clit swiftly, sucking and slurping as you spread your legs a little more.

“i’m eating this pretty pussy,” he mumbled against your cunt, going back to wrapping his lips around your clit as he licked and sucked, sending you to bite your arm to shush yourself. you saw the way he gripped your ass with his other hand, felt how he kept slapping at your skin, spreading one cheek as his other hand was finding your hole with his fingers.

“fuck, fuck eddie please, please make me cum,” you begged, squirming and moving your legs as you tried to grip the table itself to keep from thrashing. it was so overbearing, the fact that he was so handsome and sexy, and he was buried in your cunt.

“mmmm, baby,” he hummed against your folds, making you jolt and cry a bit. he removed his lips with a pop, letting his tongue lick up your juices on his lips, and watching as his fingers sank into your tight hole. his mouth practically fell open as he watched you stretch around his digits, and watching your eyes through the mirror roll back and your mouth open.

“that feel good baby? am i making you feel good?” he asked against your thigh, pumping his two fingers in and out of you as your breathing started to pick up, your back arching against the table.

“fuck baby, yes yes it feels so good, please don’t stop don’t fucking stop eddie,” you begged, reaching your arm back to grab at his head and pull him back to your cunt, making eddie even more excited at your neediness. he didn’t even realize how turned on his was until he found himself palming his cock through his boxers as you kept his head in place with your hand and rutted against his tongue and fingers. it was hands down the sexiest thing he’d ever felt, letting you use him to get yourself off and grind into his face, he was so desperate for you he found himself moaning into your cunt.

he was going crazy, and it wasn’t until he finally grabbed your hand and moved it so he could use the hand he was palming his cock with to spread your ass, and move his tongue from your clit to your asshole. he used your juices he collected with his tongue and spit directly on your hole, still letting his fingers pump in and out of your hole, but letting his tongue find his way between your cheeks.

“oh my god, oh my f- eddie, please don’t stop please fuck, i need it, i need you please,” it was your begging that made him feel drunk, the sound of you so desperate and so willing to do anything just so you can feel good, his mind was focused on you and only you. he actually forgot where he was for a moment, and let himself eat your holes out as he pleases.

“eddie, fuck i swear i’m gonna cum, please can i please cum?” he didn’t even tell you that you had to beg for your release, he didn’t even expect that you wanted permission, and now that he knows he doesn't want to give it to you just yet. he was loving the way you looked right now, how fucked out and desperate you looked, how sex just dripped from your pleadings.

“not yet pretty girl,” he said, his face covered in your juices and still, he wanted more. he moved his tongue back down to your hole where he decided to slowly add a third finger, letting his tongue trace around the way your cunt gripped his fingers.

“s’ too much, eddie please let me cum,” you felt the tears sting your eyes, and you didn’t even realize you were crying until you finally moved your head from the table and to look in the mirror, seeing your puffy eyes and red face, the tears leaking from your eyes. all you could see was the way his arms and hands were gripping your backside, yet the obscene slurping and moaning made it too intense for you to keep watching him devour you. you felt how his head shook and moved in your cunt, how his lips and tongue worked so beautifully on your clit, you even felt how the tip of his nose rubbed against your slit. it was so much, so overwhelming, you felt like you couldn’t breathe.

“tell me it’s mine, tell me this pussy is mine,” he said, moving his lips to kiss over your thighs again. you felt the way his fingers curved into you, hitting your soft spot that made you want to explode. your eyes couldn’t keep open, you felt like you were going cross eyed with the way you felt. never have you felt like this from getting head before, never felt so excited and so wet, you’ve never felt so needy the way eddie made you feel.

“eddie, it’s all yours, fuck it always has been, this pussy’s yours, please,” you cried, making sure you were only loud enough for him to hear.

“mm, that’s all i wanted to hear baby, cum for me, cum on my face,” he said and moved his lips back to your cunt, his tongue working feverishly now on your clit, sucking, grazing his teeth against your nub, licking and even using the fingers that were inside of you to replace his tongue and let his fingers work your clit.

“i’m, fuuuck, fuck i’m cumming, i’m fu-” you moaned, letting your body go limp on the table as your legs shook, your release coating his tongue and face as he kept fucking your hole with his tongue. you were practically biting down on your hand, his tongue still going and sending you into a spiral.

“baby, please, i can’t,” you gasped, begging him to halt. he finally releases you, the slurping and wet sounds no longer as he stood up and rubbed his hands over your ass while he pushed his erection into your wet cunt. he reached and grabbed you by your neck, pulling your naked body to his chest as he looks at your figure in the mirror. his left hand moves around your jiggly body, gripping at your tummy that bulges out slightly, squeezing everywhere and grabbing your cunt with his whole hand.

“this all mine, pretty baby? only for me?” he asked again in your ear, moving his hand to grip your tits and playing with your nipples.

“yes eddie fuck, please. make me yours? i wanna be yours,” you begged, your voice hoarse and weak, sounding completely different than your usual snarky tone. he couldn’t help but smirk to himself, having you like putty in his hands when the whole time you made him nervous.

his. yours. mine. the words eddie has craved to hear, he’s dreamed of cumming to you telling him you’re his. he’s wanted you for so long and here you are, all fucked out against his chest and still begging for more. he couldn’t help but move his boxers down to fall at his ankles, letting his cock spring free against your ass and quickly slipping it between your thighs, right against your pussy. through the mirror, you could see the tip of his cock peeking through your plush thighs, and watched as he fucked your thighs using the slickness from your cunt.

“fuck, this pussy’s so fucking wet for me, you want me to fuck you? maybe you’ll stop teasing me when i’m over here if i finally stretch you out, hm? what do you think?” he panted, enjoying the feeling of your thighs pressing against his cock, stopping before he could cum.

“please fuck me, i’ll be good, please,” you whined, moving your hand to feel the tip of his cock, feeling him buck his hips and hearing a low growl from his throat. he pulls you back with him, still pressed against his chest, even after you fall back on top of him when he decided to sit on your bed against the wall. now, he has your legs spread in the air with the back of your head pressed against his shoulder as he peers over your shoulder to watch you spread all for him. you can feel his hard cock against your asshole, seeing it over your cunt and moving your hips to coat his cock with your juices.

“uh-uhn, i’m not done,” he grumbled, keeping your legs spread and watching the way your pussy lips spread open with the way your legs were in the air, and how easy it was to access your clit and rub your wetness over your hole and clit.

he moved his hand to push his cock against your cunt, rubbing it between your fat lips making sure his tip hits right at the hood of your clit.

“can i suck it?” you asked shyly, you couldn’t help but moan at the size of it and seeing it rub against your pussy. “‘s so big,” you finished and he blushed, throwing his headback with a groan. he wanted to hear you ask him to suck him off over and over again, the way you sounded so small and shy about it, how you actually wanted to take him in your mouth. he'll definitely be thinking about that now.

“fuck, what i’d give to feel those lips right now, but not tonight baby. i need to be inside you, right fucking now,” he groaned and finally pushed his cock at your hole, feeling his tip intrude and slide in slowly. he wanted to try to get you used to the feeling of him stretching his way inside you, but slowly realized it was him who needed to get used to how tight your cunt sucked him in.

“oh my fuck, i could fuckin’ cum right now,” he groaned as he relaxed inside you, adjusting you on top of him so he could see better and you were better pressed against his chest. he could see everything from the way he’s looking down behind you, he could see your eyes fighting to stay open as he slid inside, and the way your legs squirmed trying to stay open.

“you’re doing so good for me, pretty girl, so good,” he praised, awakening something inside you. somehow, he made you want to do everything right to hear him tell you how good you’re doing for him.

“eddieeee,” you whined as you felt yourself sink onto all of him, watching your hips begin to move on his trying to fuck yourself on him.

“what baby? you need more?” he asked as he gripped your belly, loving the way it looked with your knees almost at your chest.

“harder, please,” you begged, throwing your head back to look up at him, just as he looked down at you with your eyebrows pinched and your mouth open. he smiles, kissing all over your face as he began to fuck up into you faster and harder, moving to watch your tits and tummy bounce with every thrust. he decided to take your legs and hold them open while still on top of him, slapping at your thighs and whispering dirty things in your ear. all you can muster out are occasional moans and cries, whining his name out.

“gotta be quiet sweetface, don’t need anyone hearing you moan my name for me like that, only me baby,” he groaned. you could feel the rumble of his chest against your back as you watch him slide in and out of you. you were cockdrunk at this point, so dumb and fucked out that you can’t form a coherent sentence.

eddie felt like he was losing himself in you, the way you squeezed your walls around him and cried out how big he was made him want to be more than inside you. he really wanted to crawl inside your skin and be with you twenty four seven, he wanted to be the piece of gum stuck at your shoe just so he’s near you. he was desperate for you in every way and it showed in each thrust.

“need you on your back, baby,” he grunted and slipped out of you, moving your body to be laying underneath him rather than on top of him. he moved your legs harshly, spreading them apart and slapping your pussy just to watch it recoil with every slap.

“such a pretty fucking pussy baby, can’t believe it’s all mine,” he said moreso to himself. he was rubbing up and down your thighs and belly with his cock rubbing against your entrance, watching you squirm and beg for him.

“i love your cock so fucking much, please fuck me,” you begged in a whisper, and he gripped your belly when he decided to finally slip back inside you, watching the way your tits were pressed together and nearly covering the bottom of your face.

“mm, fuck you’re so pretty like this,” he said as he brought his hand to your chin, his thumb rubbing over your lips as he slid inside you again, this time a little more rougher than last time. when he slid inside, you gave him the opportunity to slip his thumb in your mouth when you moaned softly, and you instantly wrapped your lips around his thumb and started sucking and licking on it like it was his cock.

he was in a trance watching you, and feeling your walls clench down on him at the same time. he couldn’t believe you wanted him like this, and how nasty you were for him, he kind of forgot about you being anyone’s sister.

you decided to bite down a bit on his thumb and watched as he winced, but felt the way his cock twitched inside of you. the pace he was going was harsh and rough, the sound of his balls slapping against your ass was something he didn’t even try to conceal. instead, his own groans and moans were getting a little louder, the both of your moans mixing together.

“eddie, it feels so good, fuck you’re so perfect,” you cried with his thumb still in your mouth and he leaned down, kissing your face and neck trying to reposition himself and angle differently. when he did, you could actually feel the air slip inside and the next thrust he hit, you and he both heard the sound of you queefing, immediately feeling embarrassed and wanting to cover your face.

“mmm, fuck she’s talkin’ to me baby,” he said in a smile while he kept pumping his cock in and out of you. you giggled and hit his chest, telling him to shut up and keep fucking you, trying to ignore the embarrassing noise your own vagina made.

“c’mon, she sounds so fucking good, so fucking wet for my cock, yeah?” he cooed, sending electricity down to your clit and making you arch your back. when you do, he takes the chance to catch your nipple in his mouth and nip and suck at it.

“fuck eddie, you’re filling me up so fucking good, s’full of you,” you tugged at his curls and kept his head on your chest, feeling the impeccable stretch of his large cock. it was so girthy, so long that you felt like you were being split in half. it was painful, and that made it even more pleasurable. the way the patch of hair above his cock was rubbing against your sensitive clit made you cry out, scratching and scarring his back as you heard his groans and moans become more visceral, harsher, and you felt the way his hips started to buck and stutter.

it was when he released your tit to meet your eyes, and wrapped his hand around your neck, gently squeezing—that’s when you immediately felt the tug in your tummy, your thighs and legs tensing as you watched the way he lost control inside of you. you felt even hornier watching his body form a sheet of sweat, his face contorting into pure pleasure, and you felt how his cock reached the deepest part of your cervix.

“fuck, look at that, creaming all over my cock, fuck princess cum for me, cum all over me, make a fuckin’ mess please,” he begged, kissing your lips, still being able to taste yourself on him from earlier. your hand went up to grab his wrist, beginning to buck your hips against his and feeling the burst of pleasure flood through your body, making your legs shake and your moans muffle against his lips. you were still gripping his wrist when he finally pulled back to watch you ride out your orgasm, and he felt like he could cum right then and there. your body was arching for him, aching for more of his touch, bouncing with each thrust, your body littered with purple bruises from giving you hickeys everywhere, how out of it you looked—he needed to cum.

“where do you want it baby? where do you want my cum?” he asked you, releasing your throat and kissing over the place his hand was.

you didn’t think about it for a minute. you wanted him in all his glory, you wanted every bit of him. you craved it for so long, that you’d be stupid not to tell him where you wanted it exactly.

“inside, please eddie, wanna feel you fill me up, need it,” your sentence was not correct, but it got the point across. you didn’t even have to make sense, the minute you said inside he was a goner. he pumped inside you a few more times before thrusting hard one last time, jerking and twitching inside of you as he covered his groans in your flesh.

“fuck, dude you’re so fucking amazing,” he breathed as his body collapsed on yours, his face shoved into your chest.

“did you just call me dude after you came inside of me?” you asked, making sure you heard right. it was funny to you, it was just so eddie.

he rolled over off of you, pulling out at the same time and laying next to you on his back.

“yeah, uh, sorry. force of habit,” he said sheepishly and turned his head to you, trying to read your facial expressions.

“can i clean you up? before i go, uh back downstairs. i don’t want dustin asking where i am just to find me with his sister,” he said and you rolled your eyes.

“he’s a big boy. i think he can handle knowing you like me.” you said and watched him.

“still. he’s my friend, i’d like to tell him on my own terms.” uou couldn’t help but smile, turning your body on your side to face him better and bring your hand to his face.

“you’re the sweetest, you know?” you said and rubbed your fingers over his jaw and stubble.

“i think it’s safe to say you’re the sweetest,” he said referring to the fact that he did very much in fact devour you whole on your vanity desk.

“i’m gonna shower, so don’t worry about cleaning me up. maybe next time, i’m a girl who likes a bit of aftercare.” you said and kissed his lips softly, softer than you did when he was inside you. he kissed back and reached to pull you closer, wanting more of you. you put your hand on his chest and pulled back, leaving him breathless.

“so, this isn’t a one time thing?” he asked as he tried to breathe normal again. the both of you sat up to gather your clothes and as he put them in, you stood up and walked to your dresser, grabbing a pair of panties, a shirt and some shorts not bothering to cover yourself as he gets dressed again.

the second he’s full dressed and standing, you walk up to him with your naked body still pressed against his body, and raise yourself up on your tip-toes to kiss his lips once more.

“i really hope not.”

#plus size smut #smut #fat girls #chubby smut #eddie munson #eddie x reader #eddie x henderson!reader #eddie x plus size reader #plus size reader #plus size representation #pure filth #eddie stranger things #stranger things #chubby

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sugarsfics · 1 year

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Hiiii @edwrite-munson here! Could you do ‘wearing each others clothes’ from 30days for Eddie? They wear his t shirt or jacket/battle vest and he wears maybe a hoodie or accessories of theirs?! It’s one of the cutest tropes and I’d esp love to see hellfire reactions to it!!! 🖤🖤 tysm!

Wearing Each Other’s Clothes

Summary: When hiding your relation from your brother a mix up happens.

Trope: Eddie x Henderson!Reader; Established relationship

A/N: HIII @edwrite-munson I hope this is what you hope for if you would like me to re do it please let me know <3

Warning: Cussing, fluff, kissing,use of y/n

Word count: 1.3k

30 Day Challenge: Day 10 Send requests <3

Eddie sneaked into your room once again last night he claimed that it was because he heater wasn’t working but he just wanted to be with you, and it was really cold in the trailer. He loved watching you do you night routine, he loved the way you smelled after a shower, he loved hopping into those showers, he loved being with you. His favorite though was sleeping next to you, being tangled up, having you scent all around him, that was the main reason he comes at night, he would never tell you but you knew. You were awoken by your little brother banging on the down “Y/N ARE YOU UP WE ARE GOING TO BE LATE” SHIT “Yea be right down” you shake Eddie “Eddie up up” “Mhm” “I’m sorry I forgot to put on my alarm and we are going to be late” he got up a put on his clothes he opened the window to sneak back out “Shit it is cold” he said Here you handed him a sweater “This should keep you warm” his stared at you with a love sick smile “Y/N!!” “Go Go” you whispered pushing him out. When you saw Eddie run off to his van you opened the door and ran to the living room “Geesh Dusty with all that screaming you should join the cheer squad” “Whatever lets go- where did you get that shirt” you looked down at your shirt a black Iron Maiden shirt it was Eddie’s “Oh I always loved them duh” “Since when” “Uh that doesn’t matter right now we are going to be late” you turned around to change your shirt but Dustin grabbed your hair “No we are late” Shit you are wearing Eddie’s shirt. Wait what shirt is he wearing.

Eddie didn’t want to drive all the way back to his place then back when he as to pass the school anyway so might as well be there on time, so he didn’t have time to change. He walked up to Garth and Jeff “My minions nice too see you so early in the morning” “Holy shit your here early” “Yea you know what they say you have to break the loop” Gareth looked Eddie up and down “New jacket” he asked “Oh” he looked at himself “Yea kinda I um found it in the back on my closet” “Whats this” Gareth went to Eddie’s, well your, jacket pocket and pulled out a necklace and a bright yellow scrunchie. “So these are yours too?” he questioned “Yea they are” they both looked at him “It is a pretty cool looking necklace alright and my hair get in my face and this was the cheapest thing at the moment so” “Whatever you say man” he saw you out the corner of his eye and smirked. He put on your necklace, he bought you it on your second date one of his favorite memories with you. You were wearing your jacket, but the zipper was broken, so you had to cover up your, Eddie shirt. You looked at Eddie and saw he was with his friends. You wanted to tell him about the shirt mix up because you weren’t sure it he knew or changed. But you couldn’t just walk up to him because no one knows about you two.

You met Eddie through Dustin, of course everyone knew of Eddie “The Freak” Munson but you never talked to him before Dustin. Seven grade wasn’t your year, too much family drama happened it effected your mental health and school so you were held back. It was your Senior year you were 19, your little brother was a freshman your mom had work so you had two pick him up from his new club Dustin introduce you to Eddie then remembered he left his dice, that left you too together, then the more you pick up Dustin the more you talked then he asked you out. You both had different reasons for wanting to keep your relationship a secret, you didn't want to upset Dustin, Eddie didn't want you to get hurt for being the "freaks" girlfriend. Also the thrill of sneaking around was fun.

You quickly torn out a piece of paper and wrote down a note, Eddie was on the outside of his friends so you quickly walked by him placing the note in his open hand, he grabbed it before it could fall and shoved it in his, your, pocket. When he sat down in class he opened it, “Meet me at our spot passing period urgent” his body ran cold urgent that could mean anything he was worried the whole period Did your mom see him? Did Dustin see him? You still love him right? When the bell rang he ran to your spot and he never ran. You beat him to the spot seeing a out of breath Eddie was a sight “What” *breath* “Happened” *breath* You opened you jacket to show your shirt, his shirt, “Aw babe” “No aw babe what shirt are you wearing” “My iron maiden one- oh" he pulled up the sweater and bright blue appeared “How did you grab a bright blue shirt compared to your black one” “I don’t know I was scared that Dustin was going to bust the door down- here changed back-” ring “There goes the warning bell we have to get to class if we want to graduate also Dustin already saw me in the shirt and I am not changing out in the open” “Yea I wouldn’t want any one to see your tits so” “Eddie- let just get to class”

Eddie’s second period class was like a sauna he was about to take of the jacket then he remembered he is wearing your shirt, also you are wearing his and that gave him a oegy gooey feeling. He put his hands in your pockets, found the scrunchie and put his hair in a bun. Lunch time role around he was sweating his ass off. He got to his table and sat in his spot “Fuck is anyone else hot” “You are wearing a sweater take it off” he forgot and took it off. You saw it from across the room Eddie wearing your bright yellow scrunchie in his hair, he looked so cute, then he was grabbing the bottom of your jacket. NOO He took it off. The boys looked at him “What” “What are you wearing” shit “Um-” “Hey my sister as a shirt just like that…crazy she is wearing an Iron Maiden shirt that looked just like the one your wore yesterday ” Dustin’s voice got lower the more he realized “You are wearing her necklace and her hair tie and shirt and she” he looked at him. “Are you dating my sister” “Dustin” “Yes or no” “Yes I’m sorry buddy-“ “Yay it worked” “What worked” you asked slowly walking to the table “Oh my plan” “Plan?” You and Eddie said together “Yea the plan to get you too together do you really think I forgot my dice every time” “Why me though” Eddie asked “I thought you would be a amazing brother in law so I already tried with Steve but that didn’t work out” “I don’t even want to know” Eddie said “So you going to sit here now” Eddie asked you “Sure but there are no seats” “I got one right here” he said patting his lap “Oh please no PDA” Dustin said “Oh like this you said” kissing Eddie “Stop my eyes” “You wanted this remember” “Just do it on your own time” “Oh we do how to you think the shirt mix up happened” Eddie said “Gross” The rest of Hellfire stared “Eddie as a girlfriend” "Yea keep up with the program" Eddie told him

Dustin started regretting his plan after lunch.

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ieatfanficforbrunch · 5 months

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The Victor

Eddie was crushing. Like, seriously crushing. So much so that even Hellfire was getting fed up with the routine of saving damsels in distress that just so happened to mirror someone. It was no secret who the apple of Eddie's eye was; his constant stares and audible sighs whenever you were around made it painfully obvious. You were his definition of perfection – a kind smile, radiant eyes, the whole package.

Everyone was in on it.

Everyone except your little brother, who happened to be one of Eddie's closest friends.

Eddie adored the way you looked out for your brother, the protective instincts that kicked in. One day, when Dustin messed up the timing for the end of Hellfire, chaos ensued. Spotting him underneath a random guy on the ground, you unleashed a punch that left the poor guy seeing stars.

Dustin, in full panic mode, yelled, "Why'd you hit him?! Eddie!"

Trying to rectify the situation, Dustin explained it was just some wrestling, leaving you feeling mortified. Offering a hand to Eddie to help him up, you missed the rosy tint on his cheeks. You slipped him a twenty for babysitting duty, completely unaware of the love-struck gaze he couldn't shake off.

Eddie was head over heels.

Deciding to spice things up, you orchestrated a prank on the Hellfire boys. Showing up early, you confidently claimed Eddie's chair and waited in silence as the younger kids threw tantrums. Anticipating some kind of protest from Eddie, the others braced themselves for the inevitable. However, when Eddie strolled in, he did something unexpected.

Instead of demanding you vacate his seat, he paused, smirked, and effortlessly lifted you into his lap. You settled in for the duration, much to the disgust of Dustin and the bewildered stares of the others. By the end of it, you walked away with a date for Friday night, and Eddie had a grin that screamed victory.

Dustin was thoroughly grossed out, but Eddie had won the day.

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rogue-durin-16 · 2 years

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FRIDAY NIGHT

Request: Hi I don't know if you already have something like this, but could you write something about - You and Eddie smoking weed with each other and it's your first time doing that and he just guides you through it while making sure you're okay.

Summary: After catching Eddie hanging out in their house, Dustin's sister has the choice to tell their mother —who didn't allow Eddie at home—, or get something out of it. Let's just say, 'Henderson' and 'snitch' didn't go well together.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Henderson!Reader

Genre: fluff

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Requested by: anon

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Warnings: use of weed, language

A/N: never in my life would i have guessed I'd be writing anything where the main characters smoke weed for shits and giggles, but this was so fun that I'm thinking about writing a sequel to it. Also, this is LOOOONG. Enjoy this and thank anon for the fun request <3

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"You got this, big boy."

"Do I?" I grunted, planting my left foot on the garbage container to propel myself. Y/n had made the stunt look so easy, but it was my third attempt and I was still on her yard. "I should've sold you the damn weed."

"You should've." She agreed with a chuckle, bitting her lower lip to stop the teasing.

It would have never crossed my mind that my Friday night activity would be to sneak into the Hendersons' ranch style home through Y/n's awning window, but there I was.

And that wasn't even the weirdest thing.

Two Hours Earlier

"Okay, bad news." Dustin announced from the kitchen, head buried in the fridge while I lounged in his couch, legs sprawled on the cushions.

"No beer?" I guessed, my attention put in some action figures the freshman had sitting around.

He shook his head no with disproportionate grief. "I got... Yoohoo?"

"Fuck yeah, I love Yohoo." I jumped up from the couch and waltzed to the adjacent room where Dustin was pulling out a couple of chocolate drinks. "So—"

"DUSTIN?! IS MY SKETCHBOOK THERE?!"

The younger boy and I froze, our bodies tensing up; the terror in his wide eyes rivaled with mine.

"I thought you said there was no one home?!"

"DUUUSTINN?!"

"She's supposed to be out!" Dustin hissed back at my whisper-yelling through gritted teeth. "I'm so dead."

I rushed back to the living room, basically throwing myself over the coffee table to get my metal lunchbox and my van's keys.

I had been banned from the Hendersons' house by Dustin's lovely mother at the beginning of the school year. It was somewhat understandable; if a scary looking senior had driven my son back home late at night, nearly mowing down my mailbox, I also would have been pissed.

So, had I known there was a remote chance of us not being alone, I would have declined Dustin invitation to hang out at his place after bringing him back after the campaign.

"Gogogogogo!" The kid hastened me, his hands pushing my back, as if I wasn't already half sprinting to the door.

"Y'know, when someone calls your name—" We all came to an abrupt halt at the hall; Dustin, me... and Y/n. "What. The fuck." I took a step back in fear, even though she limited our interaction to giving me a mildly bemused look.

"Why are you home?!" The younger sibling attempted to divert the attention from me, stepping further into the hall that, I supposed, led to his sister's room. "You're supposed to be at Stacy's or something!"

"Why am I home? Why's he home?" She inquired, eyes wide and hand motioning at my form. "You know the rules. Mom's gonna kill you."

"I was just dropping him home." I prevaricated, my hands raised in surrender.

"Oh God, please." She scoffed, folding her arms over her chest. "You've been here for at least an hour, I heard the door."

"Oh c'mon, Y/n!" Dustin groaned. "Can't you be a cool sister for once?" The girl's mouth gaped in vexation, but the curly-haired kid opted for another approach before she could chastise him. "Listen, look at him— look at that face. You think that's the face of someone who should be banished from our house?" Y/n looked over Dustin's shoulder to examine my face, her head tilted to the side, arms folded and lips pursed. "Look at those big brown eyes, Y/n."

Half to help out Dustin and half to make a joke out of it, batted my lashes at her, chin casted low and arms behind my back.

Y/n's brow quirked at me, eyes darting at the metallic lunchbox with a shrewd look that screamed 'I know what that is', which triggered an anxious, almost sheepish giggle on my part.

I shared a few classes with Dustin's sister. We were far from friends, but I had talked to her enough times to know that she not only didn't despise me, but was also a decent person.

She was, however, quite scary too, and having her staring down at me wasn't helping the situation.

"Please, Y/n," Dustin begged. "He was about to leave."

She evaluated us both with squinted eyes, pondering her words, "what do I get out of it?"

Dustin eased at her sister's question, which allowed me to release some anxiety of my own. "What do you want?"

"I need a ride." Despite being her brother the one she was negotiating with, her gaze was fixed on me, her eyes holding ulterior motives.

"A rid—" Dustin scoffed, peeking at me. "A ride? From him?" He pointed his thumb at me over his shoulder.

"No, Dustin, from you." She retorted. "Since you clearly have a license and a car now."

"Ha ha. So funny." Y/n exhaled with the ghost of a confident grin at the younger Henderson's bitter tone. "Eddie's not driving you anywhere."

"Where to?" I jumped in, shocking Dustin but not so much Y/n. A spark of pride did cross her face, though.

"I'll guide you." I gave her a nod in agreement. "Gimme a second."

As Y/n disappeared into what I guessed was her room, Dustin stalked in my direction. "Don't."

"'Don't' what? I'm doing you a favor here, man." I spun the van's keychain in my index finger. "Taking one for the team so you don't get grounded."

"Ha! 'one for the team'. Sure." he narrowed his eyes at me. "I bet you're gonna suffer by giving Y/n a lift."

I gave my head a nonchalant shake, a mischievous half smile tugging on the corner of my lips. "I dunno what's that supposed to mean."

Dustin's menacing index finger raised to my face. "She's off limits."

Before I could wisecrack anything, Y/n was out of her room, jacket on, strolling to the front door. "Don't cry, Dustybun, he can come back any other day, these lips" she pointed at her mouth, rotating to stare at her baffled brother. "are sealed. C'mon!" Y/n gave my hand a tug and, soon enough, we were out of the house and in the van.

It took Y/n five minutes in the road to tense up. At first, she didn't comment on it, choosing to focus on the music playing. Then, I hit a curb.

"Do you even have a license?" She inquired after clearing her throat. "Turn left here."

"Are you implying I can't drive?" I obeyed, turning my face to her with a frown.

"I don't need to imply it." She retorted, knuckles white from gripping the grab handle too tight. "Show me your license."

"Can't you take my word for it?" Though her eyes were shut, I knew very well she could hear the amused smile twisting up my lips.

"No."

"Alright." With a dramatic sigh, I let go of the wheel with one hand, leaning to the passenger seat's side to reach for my license; I wouldn't confirm nor deny, that I momentarily forgot I was the one driving.

Y/n's yelp, along with the van briefly sinking into some kind of pothole, brought me back to reality.

"Woah! Okay my bad." I sat back upright with a nervous chuckle, eyes darting at a livid Y/n. "You're such a scaredy-cat."

"Erase that grin from your face, Munson!" She demanded, making me gnaw on my lower lip in order to comply. "You're gonna get me killed!"

"You literally asked for this." I quipped with a laugh, slowing down the van for the sake of Y/n's heart. "Straight ahead or to the right?" I consulted her, seeing the crossroads ahead of us.

"Your choice." Exhaling as if she had just ran a marathon, she eased up in the passenger seat. "I just wanted a ride."

"What?" I did a double take on the girl, processing her words. "I'm just aimlessly driving you around?"

"Yup." She responded, popping the 'p'.

"Couldn't you, I dunno, go for a walk?"

"At night? in Hawkins?" She raised her brows at me with a snort. "Hell no. Plus," She spared me a glance. "if I can get myself a night ride, I will."

"You're so damn weird."

"You're one to talk." She laughed, making me smile in the process. "I wouldn't have snitched, by the way." Y/n confessed. "I just wanted to give Dustin a hard time."

"Oh so you're actually 'a cool sister'." I teased, recalling her younger sibling's words.

"Not as cool as you or Harrington, but I try."

"I'm cool?" I scoffed in surprised, my attention as fixed on the road as it would ever be.

"Dustin says so." My head spun to her once more; her elbow supported by the window, temple resting on her palm. "I kinda agree— Eddie!" Her hand shot to reach for the steering wheel, giving it a swift turn. "Eyes on the road!"

"Y/n, calm down." I urged her with a laugh, correcting the van's direction whilst mentally scolding myself for scaring the girl. "I've never had an accident, and first one isn't gonna be with you here, 'kay?"

She muttered something I couldn't quite catch under her breath, giving her head a slight shake. This was followed by a short silence I was about to break, but Y/n was faster.

"Since when have you been selling?" She inquired with apparent innocence, quickly following her question with, "If it's not too personal— I don't wanna overstep any boundaries."

"No, it's fine." I side eyed her, my attention still on the road, even when my whole body begged me to turn to look at her. "Three years now. Why?"

"Just curious." Oh, that was a lie. She pondered for a second before asking yet another question. "Do you just sell it, or do you...?"

"Both." Silence. And another question.

"How is it?" I responded with a confused 'huh', to which she clarified, "Smoking weed. How is it? Like," her position shifted in a way that her whole upper body was now turned to me. "is it fun?"

"I mean, kinda" I shrugged, noticing how her voice carried that ulterior motive once more. "It's more, like, relaxing y'know?"

A shared, expecting look was what it took for her to spill the beans.

"What are your prices?" Shocked to my core, I pumped the breaks almost instinctively, making her form dangerously jolt forward. "Jesus Christ, Eddie!" Her right hand clutched the collar of her sweater in terror. "Wanna kill me?!"

I disregarded her last two sentences, still stuck on her previous question. "You wanna buy weed?" My tone was high pitched due to the disbelief, and when she nodded, an anxious laugh escaped me. "Absolutely not."

"Excuse me?"

I snorted, eyes open wide at her confusion, as if the reason for my panic wasn't obvious. "Dustin will have my head on a fucking platter."

"I'm the big sister here." She countered in a stern tone, leaning back against her window.

I groaned, throwing my head over the steering wheel at her expectant, defiant glance; she was right and she knew it. But I was, too. Her younger brother would murder me with his bare hands if something happened to Y/n because of me.

"You don't know how to do it." I stated, hoping to find a starting point to convince her not to make a drug deal with me.

"Teach me, then." I lifted my head again, even more taken aback than before. "Walk me through it." She suggested with a careless shrug.

"Are you asking me," I took my pointer finger to my chest. "the scary freak who's not allowed in your house" my brows raised so far up that they would surely meet my hairline. "to walk you through getting high?"

"It's not like you're dangerous." She pointed out, unbuckling her belt to sit sideways and be able to stare at me.

This girl kept leaving me speechless —which was not unusual, it just hadn't happened whilst talking one-on-one. "How do you even know that."

"We share classes, dude, you're a goofball." She snorted, titling her head to the side. "So, how much is it?"

"I'm not selling you anything."

"Eddie!"

"I... Mmm— okay, you just wanna try?" her head shook affirmatively. "We can... smoke together." her eyes lit up in a way that screamed trouble, which terrified me and excited in equal parts.

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"Fucking—"

"Shh!" She hushed me from the inside, tiptoes on her mattress and hands on the windowsill.

"Stop sushing me and give me a hand!" I urged her, my upper body into the room and my bottom out in the open.

We were not supposed to be there. The initial idea —crafted by me—, had been to drive her back home, share a joint in the back of my van, and then go back to the trailer park.

Y/n had voiced her concern about this; she believed I would most likely crash if I attempted to drive stoned, and insisted on sneaking me into her room for the night.

Not having the heart to tell her that it wouldn't be the first time I drove stoned, and finding very appealing the chance of spending alone time with Y/n Henderson, I caved in rather quickly. Plus, it was Friday, what could be the harm? I would just leave in the early morning and no one would ever know I was there.

"You're gonna have to roll." Her hands took mine, tugging them down to the bed while she simultaneously climbed off it. Her palm pushed my back for me to be upsidedown while gravity forced my body to slide in.

"I-fucking-hate-this-I-fucking-hate-shit-FUCK!" With a yelp and a thump too loud for anyone's liking, the struggle was over. "Okay. That wasn't so bad." I announced with a thrilled grin, pushing myself off Y/n's blankets to sit up properly on the edge of the bed.

"Uhm," she jogged to put the door on the latch. "How do we do this?"

"We should do it near the window," I tilted my head up. "for obvious reasons. Get comfortable."

"Sure," she kicked of her shoes and prompted me to do the same. Our jackets and my vest ended up poorly discarded at the foot of the bed by the time that Y/n and I found ourselves sitting against her wall, her legs crossed and one of mine pulled to my chest while the other laid sprawled on the soft surface. "So— uhhh..."

I spared her a side glance, my expertise hands pulling out of the lunchbox an already loaded joint. "You nervous?"

"No?" I felt her curious eyes on me as I twisted the end of the rolling paper. "Kinda. In a good way."

"In a good way?" I questioned with a mildly confused half smile, placing the joint between my lips in order to light it.

"Yeah, you know, like" her words paused as she focused on analyzing how I took a drag out of it. "Excited."

I breathed out the smoke, giving her an understanding nod. "I think I get it."

And I did get it; that was exactly how the last two hours with her had felt for me.

"Your turn" I took the reefer between my index and my thumb and handed it over to the girl besides me. "Take a short puff but—" Too late for warnings; by the time I was about to finish the sentence, she was already coughing her lungs out, which made me snort in mirth. "Take it easy."

"You could've" she tried to hold back the coughs as she handed me back the joint. "said that earlier."

"You didn't let me!" I defended myself, taking the rolled up weed from her grasp, eyes never leaving her form, shaky, first from the coughing, then from quieted laughter. "The key is to start slow." I breathed in the weed, holding it for a second before releasing the smoke. "And, since is your first time, just take a couple of puffs— Shit," I cursed, seeing the ashes in my jeans. "You got an ashtray by any chance?"

"Nope but—" She threw her torso over my lap, stretching out her arm to reach for a small bowl on her desk. "We can use this."

All from sudden the ceiling was very interesting to me, my body tensing up under hers. "I could've gotten it for you."

Y/n was quick to retract to her original position, placing the bowl between us. "Did I make you uncomfortable?"

"Pffft— No?" I half lied, taking a long drag while my eyes roamed the room, because, yes, the ceiling was very interesting, but having her figure pressed against mine was just...

"You sure?"

"Mhmm." I blinked myself back into reality, stopping my mind from wandering too far. You're here for a reason, I told myself. "Okay, try again, but this time," I placed the weed back on her lips. "Take it slow. Short puff. Aaaand hold it for a sec." She did as I instructed her, her fingertips brushing mines while we switched the hold of the joint, sending shocks all the way from my digits to my spine.

Maybe getting stoned with her in such a private, intimate place had not been the best idea ever.

She released the smoke with closed eyes and no coughing this time. "Like that?"

"Yeah." She passed it too me with her eyelids still shut, and I wondered if the weed was already taking effect for her. "You alright?"

"Uh-huh." She rested her head on the wall.

A few minutes passed before Y/n spoke again, sounding as confused as ever.

"Why is it... not kicking in?"

"I—" I gave her a puzzled look, examining her features before stating, "I think it... May be kicking in, Y/n."

"Uhhhh nnno?" She dragged the 'n', accompanying the rhetorical question with a snort.

"You sure about that, sweetheart?" I teased, offering her to take another puff, not without reminding her to by prudent with the intake.

"Pooositive." Oh, it definitely was kicking in. She noticed that too, her eyes opening wide at the realization, perplexed gaze turning to me. "Woah."

I tried to keep myself grounded, despite starting to feel the effects too, since I was supposed to be aiding her. "You feelin'... okay?"

She gave me a slow nod. "My body feels funny." She frowned at her own words before letting out a soft titter.

"This is gonna be hilarious." I declared sliding down the wall to a pretty bad yet awfully comfortable position on Y/n's bed. "Take it veeery slow now, though." I advised, looking up at the girl, whose posture had changed too.

She bobbed her head, smoking once more before handing me down the reefer, her eyes squinted at me for a hot second.

"Eddie?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I play with your hair?" A silly smile twisted up the corners of my lips before I could mask it, which triggered a giggle from the girl above me while I moved to lay my head on her thighs. "Ughhhh it's so soft." She dramatically groaned, burying her fingers on my scalp and consequently making my eyes roll into my head. I could barely hold myself from moaning. "Oh wow."

Realizing I had, in fact, not held it back at all, I clapped my hand over my mouth, feeling the heat creep up my neck.

"That was... a reaction." She teased, carding my locks with an amused smile, fingers slow and clumsy due to the weed. "You good?"

"Mhmmm." I shut my eyes, trying to keep it cool.

"You sure?"

"Yea—hhh" in panic, I instinctively grabbed her wrist when her hands dove deeper into my mane, scratching my scalp. I didn't know what was more mortifying; Y/n getting those reactions out of me, or the fact that she snickered. "I'm—"

"It's okaaay." She gave my head a pat, leaning back on the wall before taking her last drag for the night.

Time seemed to stretch and contort, at some point, Y/n had decided to blast an Abba cassette as a background noise to muffle our giggles and disconnected conversations.

Our position had pretty much stayed the same, and now Y/n's fingertips being tangled up in my locks felt like white noise to my body; a very, very pleasant one.

"I like this. Mmmm yeah, I like this." She affirmed to herself in a satisfied manner before letting her eyes look down to me. "Tell me your prices, baby."

"I'm not selling you aaanything." I repeated my words from earlier, waving my hands before my face as an emphasis.

"What if" she folded to face me. "I stroke your hair hmm? What 'bout that?"

I struggled to peel my eyes off her inviting lips. "You, Y/n Henderson," I took her face on my hand to shove it lightly. "Are a minx."

She only laughed, going back down, this time closer. I would only have to prop myself up a few inches and—

"Nope." This time, it was my face the one covered by my hands. "You're—"

"Off limits?"

"High." I corrected, peeking through my fingers at her once her words reached my mind. "Off limits?"

"I heard Dustin." She sat upright with a scornful laugh, fingers leaving my hair. "My fourteen year old brother has you on a chokehold."

"Excuuuuse me, m'lady," I jumped on the bed knocking the ashtray down on my way to invade her personal space. "Who said I'm listening to your literal tadpole of a brother about who is and who isn't off limits?"

I only managed to appreciate the look on her face once we were inches away. That proud, satisfied, borderline cocky look she sported when she got what she wanted.

"You. Are. Goading me!" I announced in shock, seeing the slyness twist her features— goddamnit why was that so attractive?

"Is it working?" She whispered the question with a lewd smirk.

It was. It really was, but it wasn't right. "I... Have principles. And you" I pulled away, leaning back. "are horny 'cause you're high."

"I. Am. Not." She declared, accompanying each of her words with a thump on the mattress.

"Horny or high?"

"Screw you."

"You should thank me." I traveled further away from her until my back hit the side of her desk. "I'm saving you the embarrassment of making out with me."

Whatever playfulness we had going on dropped. She seemed almost offended by my words. "Eddie, for fuck's sake." She tugged my wrists, making me scurry back to her before cupping my face with her palms. "That's ssso fucking dumb. Are you dumb?"

"Am I dumb?" I queried, words mushed due to my cheeks being squeezed together. I am for not kissing you, I thought to myself, dilated pupils falling on her lips.

"Yup." She confirmed, letting me know I was thinking out loud for the nth time that night. "Can I... uhh... ask you somethin'?" I gave her an affirmative hum, sighing at the loss of contact when her hands dropped from my cheeks into the bed. "Do you... Nevermind."

"What? No!" I shoved her shoulder before she lied on her back, hands over her head. "C'mon! what is it?" She shook her head 'no', jumping when I poked her side. "C'monnnn!" Another poke, another jump. "Y/n!" Another one.

"Eddieee!" She squealed, trying to push me away in vain due to the giggles.

"Tellmetellmetellme!" I mashed the words together as I climbed on top of her, tickling her until she was a mess of laughter.

"Eddie stop!" She managed to sputter out, setting for tugging my flush against her body before wrapping her arms around me, which turned out to be just the right way to get me to cease my attack, because her embrace was warm and gentle and loving— so loving that I found myself forgetting about whatever question she was going to ask, melting into her hold instead.

If someone were to ask, I wouldn't be able to respond how long we stayed like that; what I could pinpoint, however, was the exact moment that sobered me up.

The violent knock on the door.

Still coming down from the peak of her high state, Y/n didn't quite register what she was doing when she pushed me off and rushed to the room's entrance, unlatching the lock.

"Y/n wait—"

"Hey there Dustybun." She attempted to hold back a snort at the sight of her horrified younger brother, of which I was able to catch a glimpse once I got up from the bed. "Did I wake you?"

"What—" once he spotted, his eyes went so wide that it looked like they would pop out of his skull. "What are you doing here?! Why was she yelling your name?! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!"

"It's not what it looks like, man, I swear." I whispered, getting closer to the door.

Dustin shoved us out of the way and his gaze traveled from the messy bed, to our discarded layers of clothing, and to our toulsed hair and disheveled appearance. "Oh, I bet." He hissed. "Get out." He demanded from me, pointing his index finger at the front door's direction.

"He can't," Y/n moved to stand between us and whispered, "he's high."

Dustin, whose brain was going surprisingly slow considering how smart he was, managed to put two and two together. "Y/n, please tell me you are not high."

"He can't go home, he's hiiigh. He gotta sleep here." Y/N whined, blatantly ignoring her brother's inquiry, which was an answer on its own.

"I swear." He pinched his nose, shaking his head in disappointment. "Okay, Eddie you come to my room. And you" he pointed at Y/n. "be thankful I don't feel like waking up mom."

"You're an angel." She sighed in contempt, planting a loud smooch on Dustin's forehead, which made him shove her away with a disgusted face.

"Do I get a kiss too?" I blurted out without giving my words a second thought. "I'm sorry I—"

"Excuse you?" The curly haired boy seemed so outraged that I wouldn't have been shocked if he had punched me in the spot. "I swear on my mother's life— Y/n!"

Dustin was shocked. I was shocked.

Y/n clearly wasn't, since she had been the one to take a surprisingly firm hold of my face in order to plant a kiss on my mouth.

Her lips felt so divine that I would have sworn I had died and ascended to heaven, and the weed was not helping that feeling, only alienating me further from reality.

It was short lasting, and left me wishing for her to kiss me silly.

It was Dustin's yank on my arm the thing that snapped me out of my trance. "No more sucking face, okay?!" He scolded us both, wrenching my form in the hall's direction. "Go to sleep, Y/n. Now." He ordered as we left the room.

She gifted me an apologetic smile before mouthing a 'night, Eddie', leaning on the door frame. Our eyes stayed locked until Dustin shoved me into his own room, not so far from Y/n's.

"What is WRONG WITH YOU?!" he seethed, shutting the door behind him. "My sister?! Really, Eddie?! And she's HIGH!"

"I'm sorry, man—" I tried in vain to apologize, Taking a seat in the freshman's armchair while he paced.

"No! Shut up!" He pointed a menacing finger at me. "I explicitly told you she's OFF. LIMITS. Do I have to spell it..."

My attention, sooner rather than later, drifted from Dustin's tantrum to a way more compelling topic; whatever had happened in the last hours.

It was just starting to dawn on me how surreal the situation had really been. Y/n and I had gone in one night from exchanging a couple of words in class to... To that.

And what the fuck was that exactly? Was it a one time experience? Would we go back to have simple interactions, such as greeting each other in high school halls and commenting Mrs. Click's class while she waited for Dustin at the cafeteria? Because I didn't know how awkward would that be.

I felt like I knew Y/n in a way I would have never expected to know her, and that had transformed my dumb high school crush into stupid fucking butterflies in my stomach at the thought of her.

"...Are you listening to me?!"

"Y-yeah." I shamelessly lied, fidgeting with my rings. Just like Y/n had been animatedly doing for a little while, earlier.

Why had she kissed me?

Fuck, I had way more questions than answers. I couldn't help but wonder whether she had done it because she was high or... Maybe because she... Liked me?

No way.

I buried my face in my palms, completely unaware of what Dustin might have been saying. I doubted I would obtain any answers to questions I would never have the guts to ask, so the best thing to do was to focus on the positive side of it all.

Y/n had turned a boring, borderline depressing Friday night into what would most likely be the best night of the year.

I couldn't hold back the smile that thought put on my face.

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Your Favorite's Here {pt. 1}

Ship: Eddie x fem!Henderson!reader

Summary: Eddie and his band bask in their success over a drink at a restaurant he's never been to before. But Eddie gets far more than he bargained for when he stepped through the front door.

Word Count: 3,000

Warnings: fluff, alcohol, shy and awkward Eddie, flirty reader, forward reader, friendly teasing

Notes: The character of 'Grant' is the unnamed character in Hellfire and Corroded Coffin, named for his actor, Grant Goodman.

{part 1} // {part 2} // {part 3} // {part 4} // {part 5}*

*coming soon!

☟ Continue below the fold ☟

As soon as the band left the stage, they were jumping up and down and screaming. It had taken them a bit, but they'd gotten here: to a stage with an audience that was way bigger than five people who weren't drunk. (Well. Most of them weren't drunk.)

Gareth and Eddie threw themselves at each other, laughing with maniacal joy.

"We did it, man!" Eddie shouted. "We did it!" He grinned hugely, not even caring that his face hurt, or that he could already feel the growing scratch in his throat.

Jeff careened into Gareth and Eddie. "Oh my God!" was all he could say. "Oh my God!"

Gareth slung his arms around his two best friends, waving over their fourth band member, Grant. "Waddya say we go get plastered? We've earned it."

"I won't turn down a drink or two," Jeff said with a grin.

Grant rolled his eyes. "I think you mean four."

"Well," Jeff said, his grin admitting everything.

Eddie brushed a hand through his hair and wiped sweat on his jacket sleeve. "What're we thinking, the roadhouse?"

Gareth grinned mischievously. "Nah. I was thinking Everett's."

Eddie very nearly choked. "Everett's? You want to go to the classiest restaurant in Hawkins, dressed like this and covered in sweat?"

Gareth shrugged. "Why not? We're about to be world famous, man!"

"That might be going a little too far," Jeff said.

"I dunno," Gareth said. "If we can make it big in a town that hates metal, I think we can make it everywhere."

Eddie rolled his eyes and ruffled Gareth's hair. "Keep dreaming, Gareth." He stood, panting for a moment, then shook himself out. "Alright. If we're gonna do this, I'm gonna get changed."

Grant snorted. "Afraid you're gonna run out the prisses at Everett's with your stench?"

As he left them standing there, Eddie flipped him off over his shoulder with a laugh.

~❊~

Eddie had never felt so out of place in his life. While his friends got piss drunk, Eddie stared around the posh restaurant, feeling the stares from its patrons—dressed properly, eating properly, sitting properly, sipping idly on alcoholic drinks—burning into him. He wanted to sink into the cushioned booth seat, but there was hardly enough room for his legs under the table sitting properly.

Gareth came back from the bar, plopping into his seat beside Eddie. He passed Eddie a drink. "Got ya one," he said, his voice already a little less sharp, and they'd only been in the restaurant for a half-hour.

"Uh, thanks," said Eddie. He'd never felt self-conscious about drinking before in his life. "Aren't we supposed to wait for the waitress like in a regular restaurant?"

"Nah, sign says we can walk up to the bar," said Jeff. "What's up with you, man?"

Eddie shrugged.

"Oh, come on, something's wrong, you're not yourself here," Jeff insisted.

"And why do you think?" Eddie grumbled.

"We deserve to be here as much as—"

"Hello, gentlemen!" said a light and welcoming voice. Eddie felt immeasurable relief that you presence had stopped an argument before he even saw you.

Then he did see you.

You were dressed like all the other waitresses in a dark green uniform, holding your little notebook to take orders, wearing a pleasant smile. But your hair was done up in a much more personalized way, meant to show off your features. Your nails were immaculately painted the same forest green as your uniform. You wore simple gold rings on almost every finger. A necklace of gold and small pearls hung around your neck. Something about you had a certain level of class.

Eddie felt the sudden urge to fix his hair and straighten out his jacket. He fidgeted with his rings.

"I see we've already been to the bar, but are there any drinks I can get you boys?" you asked. Your voice was pleasant and airy, not at all fake.

While his bandmates gave you their drink orders, Eddie just stared. He felt his heart begin to pound, almost as much as when he'd been shredding on his guitar just about two hours ago.

Gareth nudged him suddenly, and Eddie became aware that he was blatantly staring. And you had asked him a question. And he hadn't answered it. Because he was blatantly staring.

Eddie turned scarlet as your lips twitched in amusement. He wiped a hand over his face. "Er...sorry, what?"

"What can I get you to drink, love?"

Love. Oh, no. Oh, no no no no no. Eddie's cheeks were already burning before that word, but now he felt like he was in hell.

"Um...just...just water. Is. Is fine." For the love of Christ, stop stuttering, Eddie!

Grant frowned. "You alright, man?"

Gareth to the rescue, as usual. He said to you, "Sorry about him. We've just had a really big day for our band, and he's sort of out of it. Probably the heat from those lights on stage."

You closed your book, slipping it and your pen into your pocket. You leaned on the table. Eddie whisked his eyes from you to the table as your buttoned shirt revealed more than he'd been expecting. The feeling of mortification was new, unexpected, and made Eddie's stomach twist. "Your band?"

Gareth leaned forward. "Yep! We've finally performed in front of a huge crowd. It went really well, we came here to celebrate."

You sucked in your lower lip. "Your band... Is it Corroded Coffin, by any chance?"

Eddie's head snapped up. "You know us?"

You beamed. "I swore you looked familiar, I knew I recognized you all from somewhere! My brother drags me to all of your concerts!"

"Your brother?" asked Jeff.

"Drags?" asked Eddie, timid and frowning.

"Well, I say he drags me, but that's only literal. He takes me by the hand and pulls me to your performances every time he knows you have one. I love going to see you guys! Your music is so different from everything in Hawkins, I love it. He tried to get me to go tonight, but—" You stood straight up again and spread your arms, gesturing to the restaurant. "—as you can see, I'm trapped here."

"Wow," said Gareth, turning on the charm. Heat bubbled in Eddie's stomach. "I've never met a fan before."

"You two are the guitarists, right?" you said, gesturing between Eddie and Gareth.

"Yep. I'm Gareth, this is Eddie. That's Jeff, our drummer, and Grant, our electric bassist."

You offered your hand to each of them. "I'm Y/N. Oh, you probably know my brother, Dustin?"

"Henderson?" Eddie squawked as he shook your hand. Your rings clacked together. "He never told me you were still here in Hawkins!"

You shrugged. "I'm usually not, I'm only here for the summers now. Going to college in New York makes it a little difficult to come back to visit when school's in session. But I hope he mentioned me, at least."

Eddie and Gareth exchanged a look. "Maybe a few times?" Eddie said.

Your eyes rolled to the sky. "I'm gonna kill that kid one of these days."

The band laughed. Eddie found himself grinning at you more than he should be. Now that he was paying attention, he could see your slight resemblance to Dustin. He couldn't believe he hadn't noticed it before.

You tapped the table with your knuckles. "Well, I've kept you waiting long enough. Let me go get those drinks for you. Have a look at the menu, see what you'd like for appetizers. I'll be back in a few." You winked at Eddie and he turned scarlet.

After you had gotten out of earshot, the whole table turned toward Eddie.

"Water, dude?" Jeff demanded. "Seriously, what the hell's wrong?"

"Oh, I know what's wrong." Gareth was grinning like a madman. He leaned forward. Eddie could feel the teasing before it started. "Somebody's in love, isn't he?"

Eddie coughed. Well, that was a bit further than he was expecting. "You know, I was expecting the sex jokes, but not that."

The other three leaned far enough to see past the booth seats, each staring—quite obviously—at you.

"I mean, she's got a nice ass, I'll give you that," Gareth said.

"Gareth!" Eddie chided. "That's Dustin's sister!"

"So? Take her home!" Jeff said.

"Yeah," teased Gareth, "work it out of your system with a girl instead of by yourself. I mean, she's practically a groupie! I'm sure she'd love to go home with you."

Groaning, Eddie hid his face in his hands. "Fuck no. I don't care how pretty she is—and she's really fucking pretty, I'll give you that—I am not sleeping with Dustin's sister. He'd murder me in a heartbeat!"

Grant frowned. "Sweet, harmless little Dustin? Nah. Of the two of them, I'd say Y/N's the most capable of murder."

The entire group peered over the booth seats toward you, watching you flip a pen in your hand like a knife.

"Yeah, probably," Eddie decided, sinking back into his seat. "Point is, I'm not going to piss off Dustin like that. I'll piss him off in DnD as much as I want, but not by fooling around with his sister."

"C'mon, man, the kid idolizes you," Gareth said, nudging Eddie's shoulder. "I bet he'd be perfectly fine with you dating his sister."

Eddie spluttered. "Who said anything about dating?! You just suggested sleeping with her! One night stand, that whole shitty way things go."

Jeff rolled his eyes. "Yeah, but we know you, Eddie. You're all or nothing. If you got that girl, you'd never let her go."

"Finally, you say something intelligent."

You cleared your throat as you arrived at the table, startling the boys out of their conversation before any of them could embarrass Eddie further by bringing up your name in the conversation. "Alright, drinks for you, boys!" You set them on the table amidst their many 'thank you's. Your eye lingered on Eddie. "Eddie?"

His head snapped up and swiveled to you so quickly you heard his neck crack. He winced, rubbing at it.

"You're the lead singer, right?" He nodded at your question. "Damn, you've got an awesome voice."

Eddie couldn't help his grin. "Uh...thanks. I, uh..." God, he knew he was going to get teased so badly for showing off, but... "I write our music, too. Most of it."

Your eyes went wide. "Holy shit. Good singer, good writer, fantastic guitar player—you got it all, love!"

There it was again, that word that made Eddie's heart stutter in his chest. And accompanied by compliments. He thought his heart was going to burst.

"Why, thank you," he said, trying to sound suave. He sounded shy instead.

Your gaze remained on Eddie as you asked, "Has anybody decided on some appetizers? Or are we headed straight for the entrees?"

Eddie met and held your gaze. He started to smile. You dampened your lips with your tongue before returning the smile. Eddie heard his blood thrumming in his ears, noticed the look his bandmates were sharing.

"Um...can we have a few more moments with the menu?" Jeff asked, hesitant to break the spell between the pair of you.

"Of course," you said, still eyeing Eddie and not bothering to hide it. "I'll come back in five." You lingered a moment more before turning and walking back toward the kitchen.

Eddie let out a slow, shaky breath. He sat back in his seat, closing his eyes. "Fuck, man."

"Dude," Grant laughed, "you've got it bad."

Eddie shoved a hand through his hair and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Yeah, yeah, I know."

"Alright, so here's what you gotta do," said Gareth, leaning into the same position he took up when strategizing while playing DnD. "When we're leaving, you gotta go up to her by your lonesome and ask her on a date, say you wanna talk to a real fan or something. Come up with something cute to say, something that'll make her melt, so you can say that when you ask her."

"No!"

"Why not?"

Eddie groaned. "Look, even if she wasn't Dustin's sister, she's so far out of my league it's not funny. The last time I liked a girl out of my league, I pined for four fucking years, people. I'm not doing that again."

"Okay, fine, she's out of your league," agreed Jeff, earning a nasty look from Eddie. "But she's checking you out. She's not even trying to hide it from us! She probably wants you to ask."

Eddie groaned. "Leave me alone and just look at the menu. I'll get up and leave if you make her walk back over here just to leave again because you haven't decided on an appetizer yet."

~❊~

The boys had let the subject drop throughout dinner, despite the obvious looks being passed between you and Eddie. Eddie was looking at you like you were an angel, and Eddie knew he was, but he couldn't help himself. You were making solid eye contact with him and only him every time you came to the table. Despite himself, Eddie was starting to believe Jeff was right, that you were probably hoping he'd ask you on a date, or at least would get the chance to talk to him one on one.

But Eddie remembered pining over Chrissy Cunningham for four years. He remembered wanting to die of embarrassment every time she walked into the room after she and Jason got together because oh my God, Chrissy's dating Jason, how could Eddie ever think she'd be willing to date Eddie when Jason was clearly her type and was the farthest thing from Eddie ever and—

No. He would not let himself do that again. Once was enough.

"Eddie."

Eddie looked up from his plate. "Yeah?"

Grant nodded toward the kitchen. "She's staring at you. Has been. For about ten minutes."

Eddie's stomach gave an uncomfortable lurch. "Stop. Don't tell me. I don't want to know."

You came over five minutes later. "Anyone up for dessert?"

They waved it away. "This was plenty, thank you," Jeff said for them all.

"I'm glad you enjoyed. Would you like another round of drinks, or shall I fetch the check?"

Eddie glanced at the others. "We'll do another round."

You smiled at Eddie. "He speaks!"

He blushed. "Sorry. Everything's a little sore after singing for hours."

"Oh, I don't blame you," you sympathized. "I imagine that's what the extra drinks are for." You took there orders and went up to the bar. Eddie's gaze followed you as you worked, watching you handle the thin stems of wine and martini glasses.

"Trying to prolong your time in her company?" Grant joked. Eddie turned red, caught.

"No, my throat actually does hurt," he said, lying through his teeth.

"Suuuure," said Gareth, rolling his eyes.

"Shut up!"

~❊~

With the table littered in empty glasses and the check paid, there was no other reason for the band to stay. Eddie knew they had outstayed their welcome based on the judgmental glares of the other patrons and he ushered his friends out of the booth. He wasn't the only one in the restaurant to notice they were all unsteady on their feet.

Slim, gentle fingers wrapped around his arm. He froze, turning to stare you in the face. "Keep on eye on them, alright?"

Eddie nodded slowly, staring into your eyes. They were ridiculously beautiful, like looking into a deep and clear pool when the sun shone just right on its surface.

You pressed a small paper, ripped from blank receipt paper, into his hand. "Come back soon."

Eddie was dumbfounded. Unable to find words, he just nodded and slowly stepped away from you. He only broke eye contact when he bumped into a table. He glanced back, but you were already back to work.

He followed his friends out the door and missed your parting glance his way, a tiny smile at home on your face.

~❊~

"What'd ssshhe give you, dude?" Gareth asked, speech slurred, as soon as they got in his van.

"Nothing. Just told me to keep an eye on all your drunk asses."

"'m not drunk. Just a bit tibsy. Tibsy. Tipsy," he corrected, taking three tries to get it right.

Eddie rolled his eyes. "Sure, man, whatever you say." He drove them home and apologized to their families for how drunk they were. All the while, the crumpled paper seemed to burn a hole in his pocket.

When it was just him and Gareth in the van, Gareth asked again, "What'd she give you?" He seemed a little more sober this time.

Eddie didn't lie this time. "Dunno. Just told me to come back soon."

Gareth smiled sleepily. "She probably gave you her schedule or something. Wants you to come back. Likes you as much as you like her."

Eddie bit his lip. It did seem possible. "She's Dustin's sister," he reminded Gareth and himself, but it was becoming an increasingly thin reason to not like her.

~❊~

Eddie waited until he was sitting in the front seat of his van, by himself, to look at the paper. He'd parked in front of his trailer and had been parked there for twenty minutes. He couldn't remember if it was today or tomorrow Uncle Wayne was coming home early, and he wanted to be sure he was alone when he looked at what you'd given him.

Slowly, he reached into his pocket. Took out the receipt paper. Unfolded it by touch. Looked at the words.

Couldn't read them. Turned on the light. Ah, there. That was better.

I work Thursdays, Fridays, and weekends, noon to close.

That was all you'd written, but it was enough. You'd given him your usual shifts.

"Holy fuck," Eddie whispered, then shouted, "YES!" and punched the air victoriously.

He was going to go back. He'd go back as soon as he could.

And Dustin was going to get an earful for not telling Eddie about his sister sooner.

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Stranger Things // Eddie Munson // Part 1 of 'Your Favorite's Here'

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sswwmmpptthhnngg · 1 year

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Bat Out of Hell: Teaser

→ Warnings: angst, anxiety, mental health, hurt/comfort, vignette style flashbacks, eventual smut, 18+ minors dni

→ Pairings: Eddie x HendersonSister!Reader

→ WC: 2.6k+

→ A/N: Coming in a little over the wire. I got a little carried away, intending this to only be about 1k. Oops. Clearly, super excited to finally bring this story to life. Chapter 1 officially drops March 12th!

Staring sleepless at your ceiling the majority of the night, you didn’t need your alarm to rouse you when it blared at 5:00am. The day you had been dreading had arrived and your mattress felt like quicksand. Swallowing you deeper and deeper into the stuffing and springs. Maybe suffocation wouldn’t be so bad. To be lost to the confines of your mattress; couldn’t be worse than what the next few days held.

You sighed heavily. No, you made your brother a promise. A promise that you would be home by the end of the day. Six hours on the road and you’d be back. Rather than prolong it, you sloughed out of bed. Not daring to stop and change your clothes, lest you change your mind. Bags were packed last night and stationed by the door, you were out of excuses. You could change once you were on the road, out of your apartment. Delaying the inevitable would only make it all worse. The sooner you got on the road, the sooner this would be all over.

As you reached for the doorknob, you paused. Were you ready for all of this? Not like you had much choice in the matter. Seeing your friends again, that would certainly soften the blow, but what it might dredge up… that’s what worried you. You had done your best to pull yourself out of the grave of grief. You were no longer numbing, no longer running. Still avoiding, but your therapist had assured you that was normal with the anniversary on the horizon. To be expected, she said. A perfectly natural response.

Sure, you didn’t look forward to going home, to the memorial. But that wasn’t your chief concern. What would happen once you got there, now that was the concern. Would the waves of grief return, trap you in the undertow, never to breathe the air of the surface again? It was a possibility. You barely handled Dustin’s call with any kind of self-control. How were you supposed to survive reliving your loss? Maybe you were patched up more than you gave yourself credit for, maybe you weren’t. Only time would tell.

Without a second thought, you pushed open your apartment door without a backwards glance. Bags in tow, you called the elevator up to your floor and entered. The ride down to the garage did little for the sinking feeling in your stomach. It anxiously flipped and flopped as you descend each floor until it stopped on G5.

The stale air of the subterranean garage wafted over you as the doors parted. At this hour, the garage was deserted. It was only you in the parking structure, footsteps echoing in the concrete expanse as you progressed towards your designated parking space. Long had it been since you were down here. Too long. You had been a passenger of the public transportation system more so due to convenience than anything. Plus having a car in Chicago was totally impractical. Monthly fees to pay to park your car in your apartment complex’s covered garage. Gridlock, taking 45 minutes or more to go a few miles; you could power walk in nearly halftone time. Hardly any parking, and when you did find it, it cost an arm, leg, and your first born child.

Still, you had enjoyed a drive out of the city every now and again. Feel the wind on your face, the limitless possibility the highway gives. A welcome reprieve from the hustle and bustle of an overpopulated city. You had enjoyed a drive. Had being the keyword there. It had been long since you could even bring yourself to drive. The floodgates of feeling overfilling with emotions you were too afraid to let flow unchecked.

Your car had sat untouched for the last several years. Unable to crack the time capsule of its contents. If it wasn’t a necessity to make it home today, it may never have been opened again as far as you’re concerned. Even with all the inane hurdles of the city and your own mental maze, you couldn’t bear to part with it. With a tug, the car cover gave way to the soft milky blue body of the vehicle underneath.

“Hey, Babs,” you whispered to car, setting your hand of the tailfin of the car, the metal cool and familiar. The powder blue and chrome gleamed in the low garage light. A ’59 Ford Fairlane 500 Skyliner, you had forgotten much of a looker this car really was. Long, low, wide, and sleek. All power, like any self respecting American-made muscle car but with finesse. At least that’s what your dad always said. You could hear him now. Hollywood meets mafia meets Texas cowboy. Couldn’t get more car than this, even if you wanted to.

Beloved Babs had belonged to your dad, his pride and joy. Some of your fondest childhood memories lived in the cream leather interior, the powder blue dash, the treads of the tires.

Your dad, all leather jackets, KISS t-shirts, and cigarette smoke, had a secret soft spot. One only you knew about. This car and The Beach Boys. Hence Babs, lovingly named after Barbra Ann. He was true rock’n’roller at heart, he had to be being the on air personality and DJ Don “The Sound Hound” Henderson for WINN 104.9’s premiere drive time radio spot Not My First Radio, no one would expect a love of The Beach Boys. But he did, he loved them un-ironically.

It was your thing. Taking the Fairlane out for a cruise down the 31. Top down, summer sun warming your skin and wind tousling your hair. Barbara Ann pouring through the speakers at the highest volume possible. You singing along at the top of your lungs. Your dad singing off-key in his best Boris Karloff impersonation, coaxing a peel of giggles from you in your younger years.

Oh Barbara Ann, take my hand

Barbara Ann

You got me rockin' and a-rollin'

Rockin' and a-reelin'

Barbara Ann ba ba

Ba Barbara Ann

Those were the kind of hazy days of summer that you wished would last forever. Barbara Ann became your code. Anytime it played on air, it was his way of say hi or he was thinking about you. Now, when you happened to hear Barbara Ann, it was your dad’s way of saying he was with you even beyond the grave and Babs… Well, she was a last corporeal piece of him.

Honestly, it was bittersweet. Babs was your prized possession, a little bit of your dad to keep with you wherever you went. In later years, she became a scared space of shared secrets, long drives to Lover's Lake with Led Zeppelin on the radio, a stolen away solace at the back of the drive-in lot. But for the last five, here she sat. Under some sheet like a ghost of your past life.

She had been sitting for so long, you weren’t sure if the old girl would even start. Not giving it too much further thought, you opened her right on up, tossed your bags and the car cover in the back, and slid into the driver’s seat. Eons felt like they had past since you last sat behind Bab’s wheel. The comforting creak of the wood and leather formed under you palms as you dragged them across the surface. Soothing. Familiar.

This was it, your final tie. Start the car. Store it in your mom’s garage. Attend the memorial. Start your new life. After this, you never have to go back. Never again. With a twist of the keys and ignition, the car rumbling to life underneath you. Man, had you missed the sound of this engine, the smell of the oil. At the start, the car’s radio came to life.

Leaves are falling all a— fuck!

Strings twanged as fingers fumbled clumsily over the notes. Trying to pick them out with a strum.

I swear to god, Creech I was better at this before I pressed record.

You breath hitched in recognition, your fingers flying to the radio. Eject couldn't be pressed fast enough as your pointer finger mashed into the button with such force the cassette rocked into your hands.

The Freak Misses His Creature, that’s what the mixtape was called. The plastic tape weighed heavy in your hands, leadened down with memory. His voice, that goddamn baritone that haunted your dreams, phantom echos in the recesses of your mind come to plague you when your guard was down. Like right fucking now.

Trundling up the pitted drive to Forest Hills Trailer Park, you pushed your car as safely as it would allow. However your excitement had you pressing the gas pedal nearly down to the floor, unable to wait any longer to get there. Three months you had been away at college, your first time truly away from home, away from him. Letters, photographs, mixtapes, and phone calls flew back and forth between the two of you but it wasn’t the same at the authentic Eddie Munson experience. Finally, the first half of the semester over and fall break ahead, you could hardly wait to be home. To be with him. Your skin thrummed at the impending reunion.

Fall leaves kicked up as you made the turn onto the drive, your anticipation growing with every foot. Munson Manor was in your sights, you pressed your car a little faster, flying down the street. You pulled into the driveway next to Eddie’s van and cut the engine, lurching forward with the abrupt nature of your parking job. You weren’t even out of the car yet when the door to the Munson trailer flew open.

Eddie Munson materialized from the shadow of the trailer. Leaning on the doorframe, crossing his arms across his chest in that laissez-faire attitude that was synonymous with the name Munson. But you knew better, knew him better. Try as he might to act aloof, you could feel the excitement rolling off him in droves from where you sat regarding him in the driveway.

You followed his actions, his crossed arms pulling his Hellfire tee tight across his chest. His brown eyes following your movements expectantly as you popped open your car door and stooped out. You return his stare. His hair was longer and a little wilder since the last time you’d seen him. Some fresh ink adorned his forearm. You couldn’t wait to get a better look at that later. Shit, was he always this handsome? How did you ever leave in the first place?

At your obvious appraisal, he grinned at you. That devilish smirk that dented his cheeks with the dimples you couldn’t resist. Your weakness. He knew it. He exploited it. Good god did you love him. The kind of grin that set fire dancing in his eyes as he opened his arms to you. An invitation. Not that you needed one.

“Hiya, Creech.”

You ran up the stairs and threw yourself into his awaiting arms. A soft exhaled left him on impact, turning into a chuckle as he tangled his arms around you, lifting you off your feet with your momentum.

“I missed you,” you sighed, melting into his embrace.

“I missed the ever loving shit out of you,” he murmured into your neck, returning your sentiments, his lips ghosting across your jaw before enmeshing with yours.

If you hadn’t melted already, you’d be pure liquid now. Three months without kissing Eddie. It’s a wonder you survived. His lips on yours, that's all you needed to sustain your life force. Your fingers curled into the worn fabric of his tee, pulling him closer to you. Anchoring to him, feeling adrift at the heady sensation of kissing him again FINALLY after the months away.

His lips curled into a grin at the action, feeling the corners of lips tick up against your own. Arms cinched tighter around your waist as if he worried you’d disappear right from his porch if he didn’t keep a good grip on you. He kissed you like a man starved, waiting for his last meal on death row. You. Deep, tender, longingly. Your cheeks burned at his fervor, his hands gripping your hips now, searching for purchase to draw you further up into his arms. Pliantly, you complied, letting him handle you just how he needed. You didn’t care, as long as he didn’t stop touching you. The only thing on your mind was Eddie. Eddie, Eddie, Eddie.

This is what you had needed. What you had missed. What kept you up on the nights where you were feeling particularly homesick. That feeling of completion that only derived from being in his orbit. The all consuming, hook, line, sinker draw of him. The feeling of his arms tight around you, his soft curls smelling like the familiar conglomeration of Pert, cigarette ash, and something that could only be described as Eddie. Really, more like home. Yeah, this was home.

You were hardly cognizant of how he manage to wrangle both of you through the trailer door without a breath separating you. The screen door slamming shut was barely audible over the rush of blood in your ears, the soft sighs coming from him at your entanglement. Primal drive consumed him as he pressed you, a little more harshly than intended, into the wall right beside the door. The force strong enough to send the china mugs chittering above your heads as his lips staked their claim on your neck. Sucking and nipping. Surely leaving a bruise to show to all whom you belonged. With a roll of his hips, another firm press into you was strong enough to dislodged a mug from its perch, sending it throttling towards you.

“Eddie!” you hastened, narrowly snagging the mug from shattering on the crown of his head.

“I changed my mind,” he mumbled into her your neck, oblivious to how he just cheated a trip to the ER for stitches. “Three months is too long. You're not going back.”

You laughed lightly as his fervor, your unoccupied hand twining into the curls you dearly missed. “That’s hardly a reason to destroy Wayne’s mug collection.”

He pulled back, his expression growing more serious. Calloused fingers gripped your chin, turning your gaze to his eye. You drew a breath at the staunch change of tone, his gaze on you intense.

Rarely was this look ever present in Eddie. His usual affable nature beamed from him like an excitable child on Christmas. When things turned serious like this, whatever he was about to say was important.

“For you, I’d destroy the world,” he said softly, his thumb caressing your chin. “You know that, don’t you?”

You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face. “I do, Eddie Destroyer of Worlds,” you teased him in your best rendition of his Dungeon Master voice.

“I’m serious.”

Roving his face, he was desperate for you to understand him. To really hear his intent. “Eddie—”

Cupping your face in both his hands, he held your gaze, his lips a mere breath from your own. “Jesus fucking Christ you are everything to me.”

Fat, wet tears streaked down your cheeks, surprising you with their sudden appearance, pulling you out of your reminiscence. Hurriedly, you wiped them away with your sleeve, hands quaking at your anxiety reared its head. Such a simple thing as mixtape had you spiraling, how in the hell were you to ford you sure to be tumult of emotions at Eddie’s Memorial.

Five years. Five years had felt like a lifetime, and yet the loss often just as fresh as yesterday. That’s why you’d stayed away so long. It never felt safe for you to come back, the loss still too raw. Five years and the wound was still healing, but Dustin insisted on your attendance. Five years is the big one, sis. You have to come home for it. Everyone’s counting on you to be here. As much as you hated to admit it, he was right.

Fuck. Fuck the Upside Down. Fuck Hawkins. Fuck that fucking hellhole. That town stole your innocence, adolescence, and the love of your life. You couldn’t wait to be through with that godforsaken town. To put it in your rearview and never return.

You threw your car in reverse, pulled out of your space, peeled out of the garage and made a break for the highway. The sooner this was all over, the better.

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munsons-melody · 4 months

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no because why does tommy lee have the same face as the dad from zack and cody

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eddiessidegirl · 2 years

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Hell Bent for Leather

Chapter 5

Masterlist: x

Summary: You’re just now learning about what your little brother has been up to over the years post earthquake, and that formerly thought to be dead people weren’t

Pairing: Eddie x Henderson!Reader

Reader is a plus size Female with female genitalia, she/her pronouns

Slight Vol 2 spoilers but this is a fix-it fic

Warnings: Swearing, canon compliant violence and gore, eventual smut, mutual pining, death, kind of angsty at moments, potential for MC death.

Chapter word count: 1922

MINORS DNI - 18+

There was no sleep in the cards for you, at least not for the last 7 hours. Thankfully summer was finally upon Hawkins and school was now almost over, you didn’t need to attend the ceremony, and your diploma came in the mail a few days prior. You sat zombie like at the table waiting for Steve and Robin to come pick you and Dustin up to go see Eddie. Dustin had whispered that you looked…off, and he was concerned. The BMW sped its way towards your house, Harrington got there in record time, Robin screaming a creative amount of expletives at home the whole way. The squealing of the tires could be heard from down the block.

“You know, I almost jabbed myself in the eye when you turned the corner that last time, and you complained about Maxs’ driving abilities…jeez.” Dustin had been waiting by the door, and lead them through to the kitchen table.

“Y/N, Steve and Robin are here to drive us, let’s go.” Your younger brother helped you up, thankfully you weren’t catatonic - just very tired, dazed and scared. You were afraid to fall back asleep in case that…clock appeared again. Nodding you walked out to the car, Robin got in next to you and helped you clean up your face which hadn’t been washed since the night prior. One of your hands stayed clutched to your bag while the other held onto the necklace.

The drive to Hoppers cabin wasn’t long but Dustin did his best to explain how he’d found you in the morning on your bed shivering, crying and not wanting to sleep. Steve shot you a sympathetic look, he could tell you’d been through sometime intense he didn’t know what. As the red 733i got nearer and nearer to the clearing you began to visibly relax and almost come to.

Someone had already called ahead to let Eddie know you were coming, probably Dustin, he was already waiting on the porch leaning against the support beam and as soon as he saw the car he pushed off and hurried down the stairs to meet you guys as Steve parked.

“What’s wrong with her? What happened?” His ringed hand pulling on the handle harshly over and over until Steve yelled at him to wait for him to unlock the door. The soft click alerted him to it being open and as soon as the door was wide enough Eddie slipped his hand into yours and guided your feet up the stairs his other arm wrapped around your waist holding you protectively. Trying to coax words out of you and slowly succeeding, you were able to to manage a nod or two.

“Wait are they…?” Steve whispered to Dustin who nodded and then pressed his finger to his mouth, he would explain it later to him.

The rest of the party arrived eventually, and soon the small cabin was filled with people, it was suffocating but necessary since everyone there had been through it all before.

When you were all sat on the couch and mis-matched chairs in the living room you began to describe the dream, voice hoarse from not being used much since Eddie left your room; glazing over everything that happened before you went to bed. Talking about your dream made you self conscious but everyone around you didn’t look like they were judging you, instead they looked concerned, “It felt so real…and when I woke up it was like I had been frozen. All I was able to do was curl up in the middle of my bed and pray I didn’t sleep again. Or hear the clock”

Every single eye in the room was on you, a few mouths hung open. Max was sitting across from you, her blue eyes glancing down at the key around your neck. “Y/N… Where did you get that necklace?” Her voice unintentionally harsh, the redhead quickly apologized.

Slowly you glanced over at Eddie, red blossomed across your face and neck in patches. One by one everyone raised their brows and exchanged looks. “I found it near my trailer. I went back to get some of my shit one night and it was there by the stairs. Didn’t think anything of it and pocketed it.” Eddie’s big brown eyes looked over to Max, concern painted his features. “Why? Do you recognize it?”

“It looks exactly like the necklace that Ms. Kelly, the guidance counsellor, wore during our meetings…”

“Ms. Kelly? As in the woman who’s keys we stole to break into her office? That Ms. Kelly?” Steve as always was a few steps behind, Max just nodded, no snappy comeback today.

Arguments had begun to break out, about whether you should get rid of the necklace or if they should take turns holding onto it. Words flew everywhere it was making the room spin with every turn of your head as you tried to keep up. But it was so overwhelming especially since you hadn’t slept all night.

“Shut up!” Dustin screamed, “let’s discuss this calmly and rationally. What do we know?” Clearly your brother had put on his thinking cap and was getting down to business. “Obviously Vecna is not dead as we thought, he wants that necklace Y/N is wearing and we know he won’t stop until he gets it.”

“What do you suggest we do then, Henderson? The dude can find us anywhere, we saw what happened with Nance.” Steve nodded his head over to Nancy who was sat in the kitchen chair near you. She told you about her experience being attacked and it had horrified you to the core. That is what was awaiting you if he came for you again.

“Moms gone for the summer, she’s looking for houses outside of Hawkins.” Your voice was barely above a whisper, “we could make our house home base so that none of us are alone.”

“Wait, what?! What do you mean moms out looking at houses, we have a house. A perfectly good one, here! In HAWKINS!” Dustin’s voice raised to a shrill. A hushed “Chill out man,” came from Mike and a couple others.

The room stilled for a few moments. Everyone withdrawn into their own thoughts and feelings. Dustin was fuming and went to sit on the porch stairs. The warmth of Eddie’s frame radiating through you causing the rush of adrenaline that was coursing through your veins to dissipate, but the couch was cramped and your body was crying out for sleep. Eventually voices picked up again, this time going over ideas for plans of attack. Questions also floated around the room, Lucas wondered what Vecna wanted it for. Will said he hadn’t had a feeling about him in a while and it concerned him. It finally became too much for you to handle.

“Jane, do you mind if I go lay in your room?”

A quizzical look crossed her face “why not in Eddie’s room? Are you two not…dating?” Your eyes widened, along with your eyes, your face looked like that of a deer caught in headlights. Eddies face mirrored yours exactly, even more deer like since his eyes were already so doe-like. It was obvious that she hadn’t meant it in a bad way, Jane was still learning social cues and missteps were expected. But you hadn’t expected her to be so astutely observant especially since you barely knew her.

“I- uh I mean, technically speaking, we..we’re not?” Eddie looked to you for confirmation and received a nod in response, “besides your room is far more female friendly than mine.” This elicited a snort from Max, he shot her a mock angry look but smiled at her.

Jane narrowed her eyes, still unsure but lead you to her room, your feet unsteady with tiredness. The mattress dipped when you sat on it, and the springs squeaked with your movement causing your lips to twist in embarrassment but Jane didn’t say anything other than to bid you a good rest and left the door open a few inches, and those inches made you feel safe, a closed door scared you right now. After laying staring at the wall for what seemed like hours you finally fell asleep.

“Dude, are you dating her?” Steve asked Eddie when he’d gone out for a puff.

“Nah man, we’ve only kissed and I wasn’t going to chance anything with her little brother sneaking around the halls like Gollum when he was following the hobbits.”

“I wasn’t sneaking, you guys were being too loud and I needed to know if I had to yell at your to shut up” Dustin had appeared out of thin air behind them, Eddie’s already massively poofy hair poofed a bit more from the scare, giving him a manic look.

“Jesus H. Christ kid, we’re getting a bell for you to wear. Can’t be sneaking up on me like that. I almost died remember?”

The two of them squabbled until Steve couldn’t take it anymore “hey knuckleheads, will you two shut up? El’s room is right there.”

The three of them walked around to the back of the cabin out of your hearing range and discussed what needed to happen, Dustin radioed to Lucas in the cabin to have everyone come outside so that you could sleep while they talked.

Max and Mike were in the middle of an argument as they rounded the corner, “Obviously she can’t come with us.” “Why not?” “Because dummy she can barely handle a dream let alone be in the Upside Down.” The only thing the two of them could agree on was that the adults needed to be aware. Hopper and Joyce had told them that if anything was going to happen to tell them so they could do something rather than it be last minute.

Several hours later you awoke; the room was dark, quiet. Disoriented you struggled to your feet and padded towards the main area. The warm yellow light of a couple lamps threw shadows along the walls and the soft dull noises of the tv drew you into the makeshift living room. Erica sat in the chair watching My Little Pony reruns.

“Where’s Ed—everyone?” You asked her, voice laced with sleep.

Erica scoffed, clearly annoyed that they’d left her behind, “they didn’t tell me where they were going exactly, but I know it’s a lake. Left me on…babysitting duty even though you’re too old for one. And your precious boyfriend told me to tell you to stay here and be good.” The younger Sinclair sibling rolled her eyes and mutter comments about him not having the balls to do it himself.

The air around you swirled coldly in the cabin, sure it was summer but the winds had picked up and you could tell it was going to rain. A snap decision happened in your head, you were going to go get them, they could not be out on the lake if it rained, what if lightning followed along with it? They’d be sitting ducks.

Half asleep still you shoved your feet into your shoes and grabbed a jacket off the rung on the wall, it might have been Hoppers’ or Janes’, you couldn’t tell. Either way it was better than no jacket. Quietly you slid out the front door, Erica had already been sucked back into her cartoon, meanwhile you were running down a path, droplets of rain beginning to fall, making your feet slide as the dirt turned into mud.

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strangerfics2022 · 2 years

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Dustin’s Birthday

Hi Guys! This is my first ever Stranger Things Fanfic! I am excited to share this with you all. I hope you enjoy it! please feel free to leave a comment or a like if you enjoy it If not let me know what i can do to make it better. Thank you for taking the time to read. Enjoy!

“I can’t believe my baby brother is turning 15.” I whine as I throw my arms around Dustin’s neck. He tries to push me off. “Stop it Y/N/N you’re embarrassing me. “ He whines. I giggle and ruffle his hair as we sit at the lunch table. “So any plans for the big day?” Eddie asks as he snakes an arm around me pulling me back over towards him. “No not really. Probably just hanging out.” He says looking a little disappointed. I knew he was really hoping his girlfriend Suzie would come down to visit for his birthday, but she had told him she couldn’t make it. Little did he know I had the whole day planned starting with picking up Suzie from the airport that morning to bring her over to spend the week at our house. Dustin picked at his lunch and sat quietly. Ever since he was little I had always tried to make his birthdays special. This year I finally had enough money to go all out and celebrate him the way he deserved. I had booked the arcade and laser tag place for the afternoon and bought him a cake and some presents All of his friends were in on it. Everyone but Dustin knew what was going to happen. His birthday fell on a Saturday this year so it was perfect. I could spend the whole day doting on my little brother who had been through so much these last few years. I smiled at Eddie and he smiled back. It was hard for me to keep the secrets from Dustin. It was Friday, so after school Eddie drove us home and we dropped Dustin off. And he and I headed out to go get the last minute party supplies we needed. “I’m surprised you have kept the secret this long.” Eddie teases as we pull away from the house. “Me too. Did you see his face at lunch? The poor boy looked heartbroken. I wanted to tell him right then.” Eddie laughs. “Well I’m glad you didn’t a month of planning everything to be a surprise would be down the drain.” He nudges me. “Thanks for all your help.” “Princess I love you and your brother I would do anything for you two.” He smiles at me. I lean over to kiss his cheek. “I love you Eddie Munson.” He pulls into the supply store and we hurry inside to get balloons and streamers. We grab a few other things too that we think he would like then we take everything back to Eddie's which is where everything was hidden. I was afraid Dustin would find it if I hid it at ours so Eddie told me I could hide it at his. We go in and take inventory of the things that we had bought. Balloons, streamers. plates. cups, napkins, a table cloth, and his presents I got him a new vhs tape that he had been wanting and a few new walkies. “Okay I think we have everything we need.” I smile. “You did good princess.” Eddie kisses my head. “You think this is good just wait until your birthday.” I tease placing a kiss to his lips. I turn and gather all the things up and put them away. “Well I better head home. I have to be at the airport by 6 in the morning. “Just stay sweetheart. I’ll drive you.” Eddie wraps his arms around my waist. “Baby it’s like an hour and a half drive. I have to wake up at 4 am to get there. I know how much you hate waking up early.” Eddie groans.”Fine. Only because you're right I will not be waking up at 4 am.” I laugh and kiss his lips. “Okay so you’ll be at my house by 8 right with all of the supplies?” He nods. “Yep. I’ll be there. What time do we have the arcade and laser tag for?” “Noon. We have two hours so I figured we could do an hour of laser tag and an hour in the arcade.” I say trying to slip from Eddie’s arms. “Okay sounds good.” “Oh baby could you stop by the bakery on your way to mine to pick up the cake please? That way we have it before we head to the party.” I ask with puppy dog eyes. “Fine Henderson only for you will I be up early on a Saturday to go to the bakery.” I stand on my tiptoes to kiss his nose. “Thank you Munson.” Eddie drives me home and leaves me with a kiss. I head inside to start calling everyone to make sure they all remembered. “Hey Steve.” I say into the phone. “Hi Y/N/N. Calling to remind me about tomorrow?” “Yep, making sure you and Robin are still coming.” I can hear him laugh. “As if we would miss Dustin’s birthday party. Yeah Robin and I will meet you guys at the arcade at noon right?” “Yeah noon. See you two then. “Bye Y/N see you then.” I hang up and call Nancy. “ Hey Y/N.” “Hi Nance. Just calling to remind you and Mike about tomorrow.” Nancy laughs. “As if Mike has talked about anything else today. I don’t think we will be forgetting. We’ll see you at noon.” I laugh. “Okay See you at noon. Bye.” “Bye.” She hangs up. I then dial Lucas. “ Hello Sinclair residence.” “Oh HI Mrs. Sinclair It’s Y/N Henderson Dustin’s older sister. I was calling to talk to Lucas about Dustin’s surprise party.” “Oh hi dear, let me go get him.” I Can hear her walk away and call Lucas. “Hey Y/N/N.” I hear “Hey Lucas. Just reminding you of noon tomorrow. Do you need a ride? Eddie and I can pick you up or I can see if Steve and Robin can.” “Yeah actually can you give me a ride so I don’t have to bike.” “Of course I’ll see you around 11:30 then. Okay?” “Okay sounds good see you tomorrow.” He hangs up and now I have one last call to make. “Hello?” ‘Hi Max it’s Y/N” “Oh Hi Y/N/N. What’s up?” “I was just calling to see if you were sill coming to Dustin’s party tomorrow and to see if you needed a ride.” “Oh shit I forgot. Yeah I'll be there and could you pick me up? My mom is working so I won’t have a ride.” “Of course I’ll be there about 11:45 okay?” “Okay. see you then. “Okay bye Max.”Bye” I hang up. I walk to my room to check my list to make sure everything is all done. As I scan over the list it seems like everything is done. I quickly shower and get ready for bed since I have to be up early and tomorrow is going to be a long exciting day. I hurry up and make Dustin some dinner after I get ready so he has something to eat tonight then I climb in bed.

I wake up the next morning at 4 am. I hurry to get ready and head out to the airport a few towns over. I had never met Suzie before but I had seen pictures so I hoped I would be able to recognize her. It was a long drive but I finally made it to the airport I took a sign with me with Suzie’s name so hopefully she would see it. I don’t have to wait long before a girl comes over to me. “You’re Dusty’s sister Y/N Right?” I look at the girl “ Yeah that’s me Y/N Henderson. You’re Suzie?” She nods still a little weary which I understand. We had only spoken on the phone a few times and through letters once or twice so I was still a stranger. “Nice to meet you. Dustin talks about you non stop. He will be so excited that you are here.” I say offering her a friendly smile. She relaxes a tiny bit and follows me to the car. “So it will take about an hour and a half to get to Hawkins so I brought some snacks if you get hungry and feel free to choose any cassette tape you would like to listen to.” She nods and thumbs through the tapes I have in my car, most of them Eddie’s mixes that he has given me and a few that I had bought. She picks one and puts it in. We sit quietly not talking much. Suzie dozes off a little bit into the drive. I finish the drive listening to tapes and munching on some snacks.

“Hey Suzie. We are here.” I say trying to gently wake her without scaring her. She shifts her eyes towards the house and out front I see Eddie’s van. She quickly gets out of the car and we walk to the front door. Inside Eddie is trying to be quiet as he decorates the house. “Shit.” He mumbles as the streamers slip from his hands unraveling across the floor. “Hey handsome. Need some help.” I tease picking it up and rolling it back up towards him. “Shit, hi baby.” He kisses me. There is a light cough from behind us. “Oh Suzie this is Eddie My boyfriend and one of Dustin’s friends.” She nods.” Hi Eddie. I’ve heard a lot about you.” “Nice to meet you Suzie. The little butt head never shuts up about you.” Eddie teases extending his hand for her to shake. “If you want to go wake up Dusty you can. His room is the last door on the left. I point towards his room. “I’m going to start breakfast.” I says turning to walk to the kitchen. It’s not long before I hear Dustin yelling. “Suzie poo what the hell.” I giggle as I cook up his favorite breakfast. He runs out to the living room where Eddie is still decorating. “What the? Y/N/N? Eddie? What is going on?” I come out to the kitchen. “Surprise! Happy birthday Dusty.” I hug him. “You did this.” He points to Suzie. I nod. He wraps me in the biggest hug. “Thank you!” “Anything for you Dustin.” He pulls away a little teary eyed and then hugs Suzie. I head back to the kitchen to finish breakfast. After that is done and Eddie has finished decorating the living room we all sit down to eat. “Happy birthday dude.” Eddie says puling him into a hug. “Thanks man.” Dustin says hugging him back. We eat and after that Eddie and I head to my room so we can get ready for the rest of our day. “HI sweetheart.” He says pulling me close. “Hi baby.” I say into his chest. “You’re a great sister you know that?” I blush. “Thanks, Eds.” I change my clothes and do a quick bit of make-up. It was already 11. “Oh babe I forgot. I have to pick up Lucas and Max to get them to the arcade.” “Oh okay yeah no problem we can pick them up I have room in the van.” He says as he watches me do my eyeliner. “Awesome, thank you.” I turn to place a kiss on his cheek. Then I quickly finish getting ready and head out to the living room where Dustin and Suzie are watching T.V.. “Hey guys let’s go.” I say grabbing my purse and jacket. “What? Where?” Dustin says as Eddie pulls him up. “Surprise.” I say smiling and lead the way to Eddie’s van. We all pile into the van and head off towards Lucas’ house. We pull in and he is waiting out front. He hops in. “Hey guys. Happy Birthday Dustin.” He high fives him. Dustin looks confused. “Oh, hi i’m Lucas. Nice to meet you, you must be Suzie.” He says. “Hi Lucas, Dustin has told me a lot about you. Nice to finally meet you.” she says shaking his hand. We then head off towards Max’s. When we pull in Eddie run to his trailer to grab a few thing as I walk up to Max’s door. “Max it’s Y/N/N are you ready?” I holler as I knock. “Hey, yeah I’m ready.” She says as she opens it. We get in and wait as Eddie runs back over and tosses a few things in the back of the van and we head off. We pull into the arcade parking lot at 11:55 and the others are already there waiting for us. “Happy birthday Henderson.” Steve yells pulling him into a hug. Nancy ruffles his hair. “Happy birthday.” “Yeah man Happy birthday.” Mike says. “Happy Birthday Dustin. Are you going to introduce us to your friend.” She says gesturing to Suzie. “Thanks guys. This is my girlfriend Suzie.” He beams as she says hi to everyone. “Okay guys let’s go It’s birthday time.” I say ushering everyone into the arcade. “Hi, we're here for the Henderson Birthday party.” I say at the desk. The guy nods and gives me the things we need. I hand everyone their stuff and they all run off to play games and have fun. After a while it’s time or us to play Laser tag. “Hey Dusty. You ready to lose,” I say throwing the vest at him. His eyes light up. “No way.” He smiles as he rushes over and grabs the rest of his gear. We split up into two teams. Dustin’s team has Steve, Nancy ,Suzie , and Mike. While my team had Robin, Eddie, Max, and Lucas. We head into the dark room and begin playing we play quite a few rounds. Dustin’s team winning 4 of them and my team winning 3. “We let you guys win because it’s your birthday.” Eddie says as we take off our stuff and hang it back up. “Yeah right Munson you just don’t want to admit you guys got your asses handed to you.” Steve laughs back. “Watch it Harrington.” Eddie teases. And we all head out to the parking lot. “Okay everyone still headed back to ours for pizza and cake?” I ask They all agree so we head over to our house. “Eddie you did stop at the bakery this morning to get the cakes, right?” He looks at me pretending to have just been shot. “You wound me babe. Thinking I would forget the most important task on this important day.” I roll my eyes and smile. We get home just in time for the pizza delivery and once we get in I go to get the custom cakes I order special for Dustin in the shape of a walkie talkie and a D&D dice. When I finally find the box from the bakery I open it up. “Eddie.” I holler. He rushes in and so do the others. “Hey princess is everything okay?” “Babe did you check the names on the cake before you picked them up?” I ask still looking into the box. “Uh Yeah I think so.” He says nervous. I turn the cake towards him and it wasn’t what I had ordered it was a wedding cake. “I don’t think you did.” I say laughing hard. Dustin bust out laughing. “This is perfect.” Everyone else starts to giggle too. “Shit babe I’m sorry. It was early and I could have sworn I checked. “Eddie this is the best!” Dustin says smiling at the giant cake in front of us. I smile. “I’m glad you like it.” He laughs. “Best birthday ever.” Dustin says as he cuts a huge slice of cake. We sit around eating cake and pizza just talking. Once we are done I clear the dishes then run to my room to grab Dustin’s gifts. “Here bud.” I say Tossing the gits in his lap. He opens them excitedly. “Wow thanks Y/N/N. I love them.” He pulls me into a hug. Steve pulls a gift from robin’s bag. “Here dude this is from Robin and I.” Dustin opens it to a few bottles of Farrah Fawcett hair spray. “Thanks guys.” He says sarcastically and then hugs them. Eddie heads out to his van and comes back carrying a few small boxes. “Here dude.” He hands them to Dustin. One was a new dice set, the other was a tee shirt, and the last one was a cassette. “Thanks Eddie.” He says. After everyone else gives him his gifts we just sit around and hang out some more watching the VHS that he had gotten for his birthday. As the night goes on and everyone leaves Eddie and I are cleaning up. “Hey thanks guys for making this the best birthday ever.” He hugs us both tight. “Anything for you little brother.” I ruffle his hair.

#stranger things fanfic #dustin henderson #eddie munson #Strangerfics2022 #henderson reader #eddie x henderson!reader #Dustin Henderson's Birthday #mike wheeler #lucas sinclair #max mayfield #dustin x suzie #steve harrington #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #hawkins #stranger things season 4

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hes-a-rainbow · 2 years

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Crimson And Clover

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Summary: Eddie is shocked to see the girl of his dreams just standing there in the Hawkins High parking lot and even more surprised when she seems to know Henderson. (I suck at these!)

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: Language, fluff, hot girls, stupid boys.

A/N: Not me coming out of retirement for Eddie Munson...I wrote this in like two hours and it’s probably shit and definitely not edited but it’s been rolling around in my head since before vol. 2.

Dedicated to @harry-writings because not only was it her birthday yesterday but she’s the only person I can freak out about Eddie with ❤️‍🔥

“All I’m saying is why give pop quizzes if you know nobody knows the material? It’s like she’s setting us up to fail.” Eddie rambles on as he leans his weight on the steel doors leading out to the parking lot. There is a consistent buzzing of chatter all around him as students rush to make their buses on time. Gareth and Jeff walk on either side of him, all three decked out in their Hellfire t-shirts, courtesy of Gareth’s mom.

Eddie doesn’t let his companions say anything before he adds, “And that’s the problem with authority nowadays, man. You give some lonely widow the tiniest bit of power and she acts like she’s the fucking president or something.” All three boys pause as a school bus rushes past them narrowly avoiding hitting a junior on a bike. Eddie swears the bus drivers hate this place almost as much as he does. They continue walking through the gust of smoke released by the bus and head towards the back of the student parking lot, towards Eddie’s beat up van.

The sun is beating down hard on them as summer heads for Hawkins at full speed. Eddie only has to endure one more month of this hellhole before he can finally break free. Just him, his guitar, and his van as they take on the open road. Or at least that’s what he keeps telling himself, but Ms. O’Donnell seems to be going out of her way just to sabotage his plans of finally graduating.

“Dude, I literally told you this morning she was giving out pop quizzes to all her classes. I told you to study during lunch instead of going out for that deal.” Gareth tries to reason with his older friend, but Eddie shrugs it off easily, “And miss out on $30 bucks? Fuck no! And what the hell is Hamlet gonna teach me about the real world anyway? I swear she’s had it out for me since sophomore english…” Eddie trails off as he notices his friends abruptly stop beside him. He takes another step before turning back, “What?”

Both Gareth and Jeff look star struck, completely dazed as they stare off into the distance.

“Who is that?” Eddie’s not sure if Jeff’s genuinely asking him or speaking out loud. When Eddie first looks over to where the two boys are transfixed, he’s not entirely sure what they’re looking at. He sees some cheerleaders grouped together, probably talking shit about one of their ‘friends’, and a small group of freshmen who still haven’t hit their growth spurts yet. He opens his mouth to ask the boys what the hell they are going on about when he finally sees her.

She’s leaning up against an old red car, cigarette up to her lips as she scans the crowd. She has multiple rings on, that seem to glisten in the sunlight as she takes a puff. A large pair of aviator glasses shield her eyes, not the reflective ones, but the ones with the large brown frames that you can’t tell who she's actually looking at.

She’s far enough away that he can’t get a good enough look but if she looks pretty from here, she must be gorgeous up close. Her brown hair looks messy but also like maybe she styled it to look that way. She’s definitely giving off an ‘I don’t give a fuck’ attitude as she removes the cigarette from her lips to blow out a puff of smoke. She has one arm crossed around her torso, blocking most of her shirt but Eddie can recognize that signature lightning strike from anywhere.

Eddie has lived his entire life in Hawkins and he has never, never, seen a girl wearing an AC/DC shirt. Most of the people around town thought their music was some type of satanic shit, which honestly, only made Eddie like them even more. He was starting to think girls like her only existed in big cities like LA or New York, definitely not in Indiana.

She was every wet dream he’s ever had and now she was standing there looking completely out of place but also like she somehow belonged. Eddie finally notices the whispers and points around them as the other students take note of the mystery girl. If she notices, she doesn’t react, just takes another hit from her cigarette as she again searches the crowd. Eddie can feel his stomach drop at the thought of her waiting on some asshold jock boyfriend.

Who was this girl? And what the fuck was she doing at Hawkins high?

Now one of the most unfortunate things about being a thrice over senior, is Eddie is aware of every person who is coming and going from this school. With less than 200 kids per grade and Hawkins being such a small town, everybody knows everything about each other and he knows for a fact he’s never seen her before.

It’s like she can hear all of his thoughts out loud because she’s suddenly staring right at him. He can hear Gareth’s breath catch from beside him as she goes to stomp out her cigarette, a small smile breaking over her face. If she was beautiful before, doing something as mundane as smoking, her smiling face was enough to nearly knock Eddie over.

She pushes herself off the car, and Eddie can’t help but think that maybe this is a dream, something straight out of Fast Times, as the smile remains and she takes a few steps towards them.

“Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit…” Jeff lisp starts becoming thicker as he seemingly tries to wrap his head around the image of this goddess walking towards them. Eddie is convinced this has to be a prank, some stupid joke on the Hellfire club because they didn’t fit in like the ‘cool’ kids. He wouldn’t put it past Jason Carver to do such a thing but his mind rears at how Jason would even know someone like her.

She’s still smiling as she gets closer, she has to be a little over ten feet away from them by now. “Do you know her?” Gareth whispers from beside Eddie, voice cracking lightly.

“I–Um–,” Eddie feels like he’s visibly stumbling as he tries to make out any type of coherent sentence, but nothing seems to be working. And then the craziest thing happens.

She waves at them.

She fucking waves at them.

Jeff makes a sound and Eddie swears that if Jeff passes out right now he will literally kill him for embarrassing him in front of this girl. This girl who he has absolutely no shot with but hey, a guy can dream.

As if under her spell, all three of the boys automatically lift their arms up to wave back at her. They all notice at the same time, and with their arms still up in the air, they look over at each other, “She was waving at me!” Gareth starts before Jeff interrupts him, “No, she was not! She was very clearly looking directly at me.” Eddie opens his mouth to argue that she was obviously waving at him, when their attention is turned back to her by her yelling a name across the lot.

“Henderson!” Her voice booms across the lot as more and more people take notice of her.

Gareth jaw nearly hits the ground, “What the fuck?”

Jeff quickly follows with, “She’s here for Henderson?!”

“Is this the mormon chick from Utah?”

“No way, mormons don’t dress like that.”

“And what do you know about Mormons?”

“I’ll have you know my mother’s cousin is a Mormon—” Eddie tunes out the two bickering boys beside him as he finally takes his eyes off of her, turning to look in the direction she was headed. Because it wasn’t towards them, it was towards his tiny little proteges and the newest members of the Hellfire Club, Dustin Henderson and Mike Wheeler.

“Henderson!” He can hear her calling out again behind him, this time closer and louder as she finally gets the freshmans attention.

“Holy shit!” He watches as Dustin starts to run, or what can only Eddie can only qualify as a run/shuffle hybrid, towards the beautiful girl.

Eddie is absolutely perplexed, mindblown, insanely confused. Because how the fuck does this girl know Henderson?

Dustin doesn’t even seem to notice his fellow club members as he meets the girl in a hug just a few steps away from them. They embrace for a few moments and Eddie swears time has stopped as the entire school watches the insane scene unfold before them.

Henderson pulls away from the girl, putting his hands on her shoulders as he seemingly examines her to make sure she’s really in front of him, “What the fuck are you doing here?! I thought you weren’t coming until Saturday?”

“I took my last final earlier today and drove straight from Indianapolis to surprise you! I haven’t even seen Claudia yet.” Her voice was melodic as she refers to Dustin’s mother who Eddie has been outright banned from ever meeting due to the fact that Dustin insists he won’t be able to do Hellfire Club anymore if his mother got a look at their president.

“Holy shit, dude. This is amazing!” Dustin pulls her in for another hug which she gladly accepts. She looks over his shoulder at Mike, a surprise gasp escaping her, “And look at you, Wheeler! Holy shit man, you’re taller than me!” She releases Dustin and drags Mike into a hug that he awkwardly accepts but somehow still looks like he’s hugging his grandmother. She pulls away but keeps him at arm's length, “How’s the family? Did Nancy graduate yet?”

Eddie finally snaps back to reality, knowing that this is his only shot. Now he may have failed senior year twice already, but he was no idiot. He takes a deep breath as he walks towards the trio. “Eddie!” He hears Jeff whisper yell behind him. But he’s too close to them now, Dustin’s already spotted him and it would be too obvious if he were to just turn and go the other way.

“Eddie!” Dustin exclaims, arms up in the air and greeting Eddie like they hadn't just eaten lunch together two hours ago. “Henderson!” Eddie responds, laying a hand on Dustin’s head to shake his cap around a bit. The girl finally steps away from Mike, seemingly giving him a break from her interrogation about his family. She moves her sunglasses up into her hair, giving Eddie the perfect few of her face. She was beautiful in an effortless way, and her smile, it was something Eddie would never forget and something he wanted directed towards him a thousand times over. His stomach flips as she makes eye contact with him.

With her sunglasses off, she squints her eyes as she looks him over, “Eddie?” His heart skips a beat as she says his name. “As in the Dungeon Master?” Her tone is mocking but the fact that she even knows who he is makes his knees nearly give out right there on the concrete. A smile overtakes his face that he can barely keep contained, “In the flesh,” He holds his hand out, a gentleman as always, “And you are…”

Her eyes glide from his outreached hand back towards his face and she reaches up her hand to shake his firmly. The rings on both of their fingers clink together as they meet grasps.

“Honey.”

“Honey?” Eddie’s eyebrows come together not fully understanding the joke, or if there even is one. Dustin perks up beside him, “She’s my cousin! Honey Henderson!”

“Yeah…my parents are kind of hippies.” A small blush rises on her cheeks and Eddie nearly dies a happy man knowing that he caused her to be flustered. Their hands are still moving together in the air as Eddie tries out her name, “Honey Henderson.”

“In the flesh.” Eddie huffs out a laugh as she repeats his words back to him. A throat clears besides them as Dustin speaks up again, “Yeah so, since you’re here early,” Dustin pauses for dramatic effect as he holds his hands out in front of him, “can you drive me and Mike to Hellfire tonight?”

The young woman is snapped out of whatever trance she is in and abruptly pulls her hand out of Eddie’s, placing both of her hands in the back pockets of her jeans.

“Yeah, of course. You two are literally the only people I know around here so, consider me your chauffeur.” Honey does a little mock bow that has Dustin giggling. Eddie could barely see any resemblance in their looks but he’s starting to see the classic Henderson sense of humor sneak through.

“I’m Jeff,” The four of them jump as Jeff and Gareth seem to pop up out of nowhere beside them, their conversation about Mormonism seemingly solved.

Honey smiles towards them both, reaching her hand out in a friendly greeting, “Hi Jeff!” Eddie swears he sees Jeff’s knees shaking as he shakes Honeys’ hand. She releases her grip and turns to point at Gareth, “And you must be…Gareth?” Gareth nods slightly and Eddie can see the blush rising across his face.

“Awesome! Dusty’s told me so much about you guys!”

“Really? Because he hasn’t told us anything about you...” Jeff trails off when Eddie hits him in the arm.

She puts a hand on her chest in mock annoyance as she speaks directly to Dustin, “Really Dusty? No love for your favorite cousin?”

Dustin quickly tries to justify his actions, “You’re my only cousin!” Honey wraps an arm around his neck, bringing Dustin into a headlock, “Yeah, and it still counts you little shit.” Dustin quickly taps out, slipping out of the headlock and out of reach from Honey.

She’s still laughing when she turns back towards the three older boys, “It was nice meeting you guys,” Her gaze slides over to Eddie and he holds his breath as she looks him up and down. “I’ll see you guys around.” Before Eddie can even fathom that she just obviously checked him out, she’s turning towards where her car is parked, slipping her sunglasses back on and walking further away from them.

“We’ll see you guys later!” Dustin calls over his shoulder and Mike gives them a quiet wave as they follow Honey towards the car like lost puppies.

Gareth, Jeff, and Eddie stand in the middle of the parking lot as they watch Honey get into her car with Dustin and Mike scrambling in shortly after. She doesn’t look back over at them as the car turns over and Eddie heards the distinctive call of Ozzy Osbourne’s voice playing over her car speakers. The car quickly drives off but Eddie can swear he sees a small smirk on her lips as they turn out of the parking lot and disappear out of sight.

“She’s–”

“That was–”

Jeff and Gareth both start at the same time before Eddie finishes for them, “A fucking rock goddess.”

This might be a collection of short one shots but who knows ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#tada!#sorry if it sucks #I haven't written in 5ever #Eddie munson #Eddie munson oneshot #eddie Munson one shot #Eddie munson imagine #Eddie munson fluff #Eddie munson blurb #Eddie munson fanfic #Eddie munson fanfiction #Eddie munson smut #Eddie munson x oc #Eddie x reader #eddie x y/n #eddie x henderson!reader #my stuff

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cahrlotah · 2 years

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐬

Girl, I’m so sorry it took me this long, that’s why I added some smut. Hope you enjoy it! @jellycolors

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!IF YOU ARE A MINOR DNI, THIS PIECE OF WRITING HAS +18 CONTENT!

trigger warnings: established poly relationship (?), threesome, blowjob, dom!reader (for like ten seconds), degrading, boy x boy making out, innocent play, mean!Eddie and Steve, penetration, cum swallowing, double penetration, creampie , hair pulling, traumatized Dustin

pairing: Steve x Henderson!reader x Eddie

word count: 1.8K

It has been a few days since Steve and I let Eddie join us. A few days only thinking about that night. After that night Steve and I have been meeting up with him, just to hang out as he is not a freak as everyone paints him to be. He is actually a really nice boy just with different interests, that’s all.

“Steve, can we talk?” he nods in agreement. I sit on his lap, like I normally do and start playing with his hair. “ Do you think we could invite Eddie into the relationship? Like we all have great chemistry together and when we meet up we have so much fun.” Steve doubts for a few seconds, standing up while walking around his room in circles.

“ We could try it, I mean, we should make some rules so we don’t fuck this thing up” he sits next to me, pressing a kiss on my lips.

“Let me call him!” I run downstairs, where the phone is, almost falling. I ring his number. One beep, two beeps, three beeps and then he answers.

“ Hello?” he asks, sounding kinda sleepy.

“Hey.. this is (Y/N), i was–” he cuts me off.

“Hi there beautiful” he says in a raspy voice.

“ Could you come to my house?We both need to talk to you.” my voice shakes a little bit, because I’m nervous if he is going to like the idea, if this is going to work out

“Is everything okay?” he asks with concern.

“Yeah, I’m just a little bit nervous that’s all. Can you come in like thirty minutes?” he agrees and hangs up not before throwing a “ see you soon sweetheart” that makes me blush.

I don’t have to go upstairs back to Steve, because he has come down, he is laying on the sofa going through different channels. “Babe” he turns around “he is coming in like thirty mintues, is that okay?” I ask.

“Of course. Should we talk about how we are going to ask him, how this is going to work? Just to have something in mind.”. I lay next to him, my head resting on his lap.

“ The only thing I do mind is if you end up spending more time with him than with me” he pouts.

“I would never do that babe” I cup his face and I give him small kisses all over his face, making the both of us laugh. While we wait for Eddie, we talk about small details on this three way relationship thing that might happen. Steve and I are focused on our conversation until the bell rings, that makes me jump from my seat. “I will get that” I say walking towards the door. When it opens a clearly nervous Eddie is at my door. “Hi there, pretty boy” I greet him as I pull his t-shirt, dragging him towards where Steve is sitting. He sits in one of the armchairs while Eddie and I sit on the sofa.

“Soo…” Eddie starts, brushing his hand through his hair, “ what did you guys wanted to talk about? You seemed nervous on the phone” he asks looking at me.

“Well.. Umm basical-” I start but Steve cuts me off

“ We want you to join us, like a relationship of three. We both like you, the other night was amazing and from these past days of us hanging out we both have come to the realization that we want you to join us. It is okay if you don’t want to, we understand that it is something different, but we thought we might ask you” he says with such confidence that catches Eddie and I off guard.

“Ouff I mean this, this is a lot to take on.”he looks at our deceived faces “Oh my god nonono” he freaks out “I like both of you and I would love to try this out, but I’m already considered a freak imagine if someone knew all of this.” he starts walking in circles. I stand up, almost running towards him. I make him stop, our gazes locking.

“ We can keep it a secret if you want to, okay?” I look over to Steve.

“Yeah buddy there is no rush.” he walks slowly towards us hugging me from behind and placing a kiss on Eddie’s forehead, his lips move to the back of neck, sucking into my skin leaving for sure a mark. Eddie takes notice of this and goes for the other side, the sudden feeling of both of their lips on my skin provokes me to moan.

“God (Y/N), you get turned on so easily it is actually pathetic” whispers Steve looking straight to Eddie “Don’t you think Eddie? Don’t you think she is just a pathetic slut wanting to be fucked dumb?Come one Eds tell her” he dictates, grabbing my face, forcing me to look straight to Eddie.

“A fucking pathetic whore, that’s what you are. You are already a mess and we haven’t even started” he says in a husky voice while his hand caresses my cheek moving some hair out of the way. His thumb moves all around my cheek, then it stops near my mouth. I take advantage and move my lips towards it, sucking it looking into his eyes with the most innocent look I can do. “Holy fuck” he whispers in a moan. I take my finger out of his mouth and I turn, both of the boys are looking at me. I grab their hands and guide them towards my room. With the door closed, I let myself fall into my bed.

“Kiss” I demand, they both exchange a weird look. “I said kiss,” I try to demand in a confident voice. I don’t even know how this is happening but I have the two hottest boys of Hawkins making out in my room. Steve's hands are the ones behind Eddie’s neck, showing off who has dominance, while Eddie’s hands pull Steve closer by the waist. One of Steve’s hand pulls Eddie’s hair, forcing his head to roll back a little bit allowing him to start kissing his neck.

Start to take my clothes off, only leaving my underwear, my hand playing with the hem of my panties. As their make out session becomes more intense, t-shirts and jeans flying out, the two boys becoming more naked by the moment, I can’t help but start touching myself, they are so into each other’s mouths that they don’t realize what I’m doing, not until I hit the right spot, a loud moan coming out my mouth, forcing the two boys to stop and look at me.

“Look at her Harrington, demanding us to kiss for her own pleasure” the smirks on both their faces, make me kinda nervous, I know I’m going to pay for this.

“On your knees, and behave okay?” Steve takes his hand out to help me get up and out of bed. I do as I am told, both boys towering over me while their dicks are in front of my face. First I put Steve’s dick on my mouth while with one of my hands I start to jerk off Eddie. The silence of my room is now interrupted by the moaning of the two boys. “Good girl, you are doing amazing” Steve wipes a small tear falling down my face. I keep switching between the two boys, one being harder on me than the other.

“If you don’t stop I’m going to come(Y/N)” he moans, but I don’t stop, deeping his cock as far down my throat as I can, I gag and some tears fall from my eyes, but all of this is worth it when I look up and see his eyes closed, his mouth half open and his hands all tangled on my hair. When he rolls back his head I just know he is about to come, and then it comes the feeling of a warm liquid inside my mouth, Eddie pulls out as I swallow. “You are such a good girl, you know that, right?” he asks. My eyes say it all, he leaves the room to go to the bathroom to clean himself and just recover before coming back.

In the meantime Steve lifts me up and throws me into my bed so hard that I bounce a couple of times. He crawls, his toned back muscles even more defined now, he trails my legs with kisses. “So needy, aren’t you?” I cry as the only thing I want at this very moment is someone inside of me. “Then beg for it sunshine” he says sticking two of his fingers inside of me while his thumb circles my clit.

“Holy fuck Steve!”I scream, sinking my nails on his shoulders for support. “Please Steve fuck me like the slut that I am, I need you” and with that being said he just slides into me knocking the air out of my lungs “fuck” I mouth as Steve pounds on me. When he starts to increase the rhythm is when my moans become louder. Eddie soon joins us. With a harsh movement Steve turns me over, in all fours, the boys whisper something to each other, then Eddie lays under me “lay on top of me” I just follow his instructions, he enters me so easily like I was made for him, while Steve enters my back.

“Oh fuck!” they both start pounding into me, the same rhythm, if one goes slower the other copies him, if one of them starts to catch some pace the other does too, like if the three of us were connected somehow. Eddie’s hands are squeezing my tits while Steve is pulling my head backwards. “Oh, I-I think- I think I’m going to come, fuckk” my hands gripping Eddie's shoulders for some support. “Then come for us baby” Eds husky soft tone being the reason a tightening feeling appears on my abdomen. The arousal felt all over my body like alcohol at a summer party, slowly spreading from my stomach to the rest of my body. The boys seem to have already finished as they let out loud groans, they pull out while a trail of white liquid comes out of me.

“That was amazing guys” I say laying in between the two boys. Before we can shower, loud steps come from the stairs. Someone knocks on my door. “Holy shit” I whisper.

“(Y/N) THE NEXT TIME YOU AND STEVE ARE HAVING SEXY TIME MAKE SURE I’M NOT ABOUT TO COME HOME, THIS SHIT WAS TRAUMATIZING TO HEAR!”Dustin screams from the other side. “Why are Eddie’s car keys outside you-” he stops all of the sudden, coming to a realisation “HOLY JESUS FUCKING CHIRST (Y/N), DISGUSTING, I DIDN’T NEED TO KNOW THAT!” He makes a gagging sound followed by the sounds of running downstairs.

“It is going to be awkward when I have to leave,” Eddie says. We all just laugh.

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