#joseph quinn x valentine's day

[wheels-of-despair]

Joseph Quinn Characters x Mediocre Valentine's Day Cards

[yourfavoritewitchbitch]

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY

To all my Eddie girlies out there!

Eddie Munson x Reader Blurb

Warnings: Smut. Fluff. Reader with a vagina. Little bit of a breeding kink.

WC: 1k

18+ Only!

“Eddieeee…” you whine out, his fat mushroom tip grazing the soft spongy spot you could never reach yourself. He's got you on his bed, face pressed into the mattress, gripping your hips so hard you know he'll leave finger shaped bruises.

He slows his relentless thrusts just a bit when he hears you, slowing to an agonizing pace that makes your eyes roll back.

“Oh fuck, Eddie!”

“Yeah, sweetheart?” A cheeky grin plastered across his face as he asks.

“I want to… to see you. Please.” Your voice was strained but so delicately sweet. He could never deny you.

Gently, he pulled himself from you, letting you roll over to face him. He pushes his knee up to part your thighs to accommodate him, pressing his chest into yours. Hair tied back, but loose curls falling down framing his face.

Not giving you any sort of reprieve, taking his cock pushing the leaking tip through your folds, finding your entrance and easily sliding back in to the hilt as another wanton moan slipped from your lips.

“This what you wanted Princess? Hmmm?” he grabbed your jaw, squeezing slightly when you didn't answer. “Too fucked out to answer? That's ok, I got you.”

You barely nodded, as he dipped his head down, taking your nipple into his mouth, biting a little harshly and soothing it with his tongue.

“Eddie, ahhhh…” arching you back, pushing your chest further into his face. He pulled off with a slight pop.

“What baby? Too much for you?” He said a little mockingly.

“I just want you.” Your hands grabbing at his chest and shoulders.

“But I'm right here, sweetheart.”

You shook your head, digging your heels into his ass, inching his cock a little further into your soaked cunt.

“Fuck, just need me, huh? I can do that.” He began to roll his hips, your greedy pussy practically sucking him in each time.

His face hovering over yours, studying your pinched brows and puffy, kiss bitten lips parting into a little “o”. He kissed your cheek, and then the other. Any other teasing comments died on his tongue once his eyes roved over you, halting his movements momentarily so he could speak earnestly.

“I love you, sweetheart. Anything for you.”

You couldn't help the smile that crept across your lips, as you looked up into those dark brown eyes full of lust but also held so much love for you.

“I love you too, Eds.” You giggled, as he held your cheek and began peppering kisses across your face.

“Valentine's day got you all mushy, huh baby?”

“Yeah, I guess so. I just… I just love you Eddie.”

You couldn't help the rush of feelings trying to escape. Bubbling up and out of your chest, trying to convey your feelings for him but only coming out as “I love you.” But it was so much more than that. He was so much more.

“Hey, I know sweetheart.” He brings his lips to yours, picking up his thrusts once more, making you both moan out in unison.

“I know you're close. You gonna come f’me baby?”

The thatch of curls at the base of his cock hitting your clit deliciously as he pushes his hips flush to your each time but it wasn't enough to push you over the precipice.

“More…” you whined out.

“Oh, now she wants more.” He chuckled, gaze turning a little more dark as he said it.

“Mmhmmm… need more.” You choked out, as he moved out of you just for a moment to get a better angle.

“Not giving you enough? This is what you wanted sweetheart.”

“I know, Eddie…” you started but he quickly sat up, pushing both of your knees to your chest, his thick cock pushed back into your tight cunt in one swift motion giving you no time to think.

With the new angle, he set a brutal pace, as broken moans rang out with the sounds of your soaked pussy being pounded into oblivion.

“That's it… mmm… she's gripping now. C’mon baby. Soak my cock.”

He reached up, placing his thumb between your perfectly pouty lips, as you quickly sucked it into your mouth swirling your tongue around the digit.

“That's it baby, get it nice and wet for daddy.”

You hummed as he brought his thumb down to your clit. Immediately pushing harsh circles to your swollen nub.

“Be a good girl. Come for daddy and I'll fill this pussy full. Make you all nice and round. Let everyone know you let the freak wreck your tight little cunt.”

“Oh fuck, Eddie!” His words straight to your aching core.

A few more thrusts that feel like he's going to punch straight through your guts and your coming undone.

Your orgasm hits with a blinding force, those fireworks burst behind your eyes as your pussy strangles his cock.

“Fuck, that's it baby.” He works you through it until you're pushing his hand away from your clit as he doubles down his efforts sliding in and out of you chasing his own release.

He lets out a low growl, as his balls tighten for his impending release. His cock twitches as it paints your walls with thick, white ropes.

His hips thrust a few more times before he's collapsing completely on top of you trying to control his labored breathing, your legs finally falling back to the mattress.

“Think it'll stick this time?” He pants, breath fanning out across your sweat soaked skin.

“God, I hope not. At least buy me a ring and move out of Wayne's first.” You laughed, brushing the curls from his face when he looked up at you.

“Yeah, that's probably a good idea.” He huffed. “Happy Valentine's Day baby.”

He captured your lips once more before you both froze, hearing the front door open.

“Goddamnit, Eddie! I told you to stop leaving your underwear…” Wayne shouted from down the hall. “For fucks sake, son.” No doubt spotting yours as well.

[hllfireclb]

Happy Valentine’s Day - a letter from Eddie for you

"Hey Sweetheart!

So uhm, as you know I’ve never written something like this, for anyone- so you’re the first person who ever receives a love letter from Eddie the Banished, cool huh?

No but what I wanna say is, that I appreciate you. Like REALLY appreciate you. I appreciate your love so so much. I know that I may be not the perfect boyfriend or a dream boyfriend or a Mr. Perfect like Steve Harrington, but I want you to know that I’m trying to be the best version of myself for you. I want to see you happy. I want to see your smile everyday because it brightens up my day. I want to hear your laugh, cuz it’s the sweetest melody I’ve ever heard. You’re the Bass to my drum. You’re the metal to my head. You’re everything for me. For you, I’d give my guitar to a random stranger (and you know I’d normally never do that, shit I must have gone insane because of you).

What I want to say is, I love you. I really do love you. And I’m happy to call you mine. I love you"

-your Eddie <3

[infinite-orangepeel]

no valentine ? pls you’ve got four hot eligible valentines right here waiting for you !! pick one or all four ;) 💌🍓

[littlelioncub43]

Eddie's Valentine's Day gift to you is a bottle of liquor he nicked. You spend the night drinking, dancing like idiots, and making out in the sloppiest, messiest way imaginable.

Honestly. Yes. Accurate and fun.

You guys were having a fucking blast. The music was softly playing on his stereo, the joint you two decided to share was left put out in the ashtray on his dresser, half empty cups of the totally-not-stolen whiskey abandoned next to it.

The ruins of the drinking game Eddie made up lie on the floor, you two were definitely drunk, the intoxicating burn of the alcohol mixed perfectly with the love and need that radiated off the two of you. Tangled limbs clustered on his messy bed while you went at each other like animals. Your lips were nearly inseparable, you were certain that there was nothing on earth that could tear you away from Eddie Munson.

Well, maybe the need to breathe.

"Jesus Christ," you gasp, staring up at the ceiling as your chest heaves, the skirt of your dress bunching at your waist as you wrap your legs around your boyfriend. Eddie hovers above you to mouth along the slope of your neck, groaning as he leaves deep lovebites for you to admire later. "Oh fuck, Eddie."

"Christ," he curses before rasping in your ear, his hips rutting into yours desperately, too worked up to take any clothes off, "sounds so fucking hot when you say my name, Princess, do it again for me, please?"

"Eddie, fuck, fuck, Eddie," you moan into the small bedroom, your hips moving in tandem with his own perfectly. Eddie's eyes roll back as you both hump against each other frantically, his hands trembling before clutching your flesh tighter than before. A rough grunt rumbles in his chest then he's attacking your mouth with his own once more.

The sound of your shared moans and sighs was music to his ears, the way the mattress squeaked with each sloppy movement of your bodies accented with your soft whimpers sends mind-numbing pleasure shooting through him. Your hands find purchase in his hair, holding on as you work each other closer and closer to your highs.

Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was just the "Munson Magic" as Eddie loves to call it (embarrassing, I know), but everything feels much more intense. Sure, you've dry humped before, but it was never this desperate, needy, animalistic. It was glorious.

"Princess, please tell me you're close," he whimpers breathlessly into your open mouth, his voice sounding just as wrecked as you feel. Eddie was barely hanging on, his self-restraint was starting to wane and the grip he has on your hips was starting to ache in his joints.

"So close, Eddie, little more, f-fuck, please." You moan.

"What do you need?" He mumbles, his blurry eyes focusing on you, still rutting against you.

"You, need you inside me," you're not even done with your sentence before Eddie is lifting off you to undo his belt and jeans as fast as he could.

"Fucking, son of a—" he curses as he struggles with shaky hands to free himself of his pants. Finally, he's got his pants low around his thighs before he's lunging at you, folding your knees to your chest to expose more of your dripping pussy to him, and pulling your panties to the side. He sinks into you as quickly as he can without hurting you too much, feeding inch after inch into your soaked cunt.

"O-Oh! Oh my god! Fuck!" You scream, your back arching as the delicious burn sears through your nerves, your legs trembling, the stretch being just what you needed to push you over the edge. "Eddie! Eddie! Fuck!"

"Ooooh! Oh fuck! Yes!" Eddie bellows with you, the tight, wet heat of your pussy as you cum was too much for him to take. He finishes with harsh, heavy, jerky thrusts; rope after rope of his spend flooding you while he curls over you. You both ride the delirious pleasure out for as long as possible, moaning your bliss to each other with raw voices. Eddie relaxes into you fully, easing your legs down from their position to rest around his waist with gentle yet unsteady hands.

You can feel the soft kisses he leaves along your jaw, the sweat that soaks the space between his shoulder blades, dampening the Hellfire t-shirt he wears religiously, the massive mess of your combined cum that coats your thighs and definitely ruined your panties. Eddie draws you into another kiss, this kiss singed with the remnants of your passionate moment, as you stroke his shoulders, soothing his racing heart with your own trembling touches.

"I love you so much, Princess" he whispers while he cradles you underneath him, trying his best to keep you hidden and safe from the world. "Never felt like this before, never loved anyone like this before, just you."

"I love you too," you promise tenderly, pulling his as close as possible. "Love you so much, Eds." More kisses rain down on you, your bodies spent and tired and wanting nothing more than to rest together. It was safe to say that this was so far, Eddie's favorite Valentine's Day.

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[pedroschka]

Flowers

Joseph Quinn x reader

words: 1,7k fluff

Summary: first impressions are the best impressions - and you certainly delivered

A/n: do not get drunk alone in clubs kids! The possibility of a Joe in shiny armor is very low

"I can buy myself floweeers!" belting out the lyrics while moving around the kitchen, attempting to clean the flat but keep stopping midway to give Miley backup with the vacuum cleaner rumbling in the background, humming out the last words when you're done "hmm hm I can love me better hmm"

" I guess I keep them for myself then "

seconds away from a heart attack you turned annoyed to your boyfriend who suddenly stands behind you, ready to give him a speech that there are better ways to get rid of you instead of an early death.

But there he stood with a huge bouquet of your favourite flowers, a cheeky smile on his lips and still clad in his coat, curls sticking on his forehead from the rain outside.

"Happy Valentine's day, love "

Rushing over to him and grabbing the bouquet, nearly blocking your entire view of him, staring in surprise at the various assemble of colours in front of you

You've never received flowers before and certainly not on valentine's day and as it was only your first one together you really didn't expect anything at all - The bar is set so low and yet it seems so difficult to reach

But on second thought it really shouldn't surprise you at all because Joe always goes over and above to let you feel like the most precious thing in his life, from surprise date nights, small weekend vacations, just coming home and a warm bath is ready for you or his homecooked meals, slightly overwhelming you at the beginning and feeling pressured to somehow be able to compete, but it didn't last long for your love languages to balance eachother out, like a well played ping pong match where you express your gratitude in forms of affirmation, simple touches or just enjoying the trip's he planned for you or eating the food he made.

Taking in your appearance,at least the parts not being hidden from him behind the bunch of flowers, his lips turning upwards when he recognised the familiar fabric hanging off your frame and your feet shuffling over the floor in his white tennis socks

"You know this reminds me of our first morning together"

" Please don't " you groaned and threw your head back, still deeply embarrassed of your first impression on him.

~

World turning around you , lights flickering all over before everything suddenly stops and starts rotating in the other direction, holding your arms out in panic and you could hear the distant sound of your own voice in your ears " wooah" . Hands searching clumsily for something to hold onto , fingertips making contact with something soft , stroking the fabric in awe before it suddenly moves away from you

" Hey, you alright there ?" a firm grip holds onto your upper arm and you needed a second to be able to hold your head up , squinting your eyes trying to focus on the figure ,or two in front of you

" I need to pee!"

" Mate she's an absolute goner " hearing the words but not really registering them you started turning away again , swaying your way through the group of people in front of you , mumbling sorry whenever you had a feeling you stepped on someone's foot

" Hey hey , the toilets are the other way , come on "

" nuh uh mum said I shouldn't walk away with strangers"

" Yes wise words….so how about this, I just show you the directions to the toilets and then leave you alone , ok?"

"Okey dokey, lead the way! "

Gentle hands on your shoulders turning your body in the opposite direction, slow but still making the room starting to spin around you again , clinging to the body beside you and letting him drag you through the club with unsteady steps due your high heels

" Ok there we are , you ok walking alone from here ?"

" Course 'am , name?"

"Uhm…Joe?"

" You're one of the good ones joey " patting him what you thought was his shoulder, but instead accidentally slapping him slightly on his cheek , before making your way into to way to brightly lit room

Joe stayed in front of the bathroom, debating if he should go back to his friends or keep an eye on you to make sure nothing happens to you , because Wesley was right, you are an absolute goner .

Getting a bit uncomfortable under the questioning stares from the other women around him, because yes he's aware how he probably looks like an utter creep lurking in front of the women's restroom ,he made up his decision and turned back around but the whiny cry of his name behind him makes him stop in his tracks again.

"Joeeey?"

Dragging his hand over his face and taking a deep breath he makes his way inside , giving the other women inside an uncomfortable tight-lipped smile with a motion of his hand towards your voice

" Yeah I'm here " leaning against the white stall door and trying to keep his voice down , which didn't really matter because you clearly didn't

"I'm stuck"

Taking a double take at this he looked bewildered around him " what do you mean you're stuck?! In the toilet?! " He whisper yelled at you

A drunk snort leaves you " noo silly, in my jumpsuit"

" Uhm do you want someone else to help you in there ?"

" No I'm not comfortable around strangers"

He wanted to tell you that he was a stranger too but instead decided against it, oldest rule, don't try to have an argument with someone who's drunk

" Ok so with what are you stuck with in your jumpsuit?"

" Uhm…my arm ? I think "

"Just try to move your arm upwards out of the opening"

Hearing shuffling behind the door and your annoyed huffing and then sniffling

" It doesn't work " a pityfull whine leaves you, sounding like you're on the verge to cry and Joe starts to panic

" Ok open the door I'm gonna help you "

" No I'm naked !"

" Why the hell are you naked !"

" It's a jumpsuit Joe!"

As if this was explanation enough for him .

" I'm not gonna look I promise "

" Pinky promise?"

" Double pinky promise"

The door clicked open and he quickly wriggles inside, hand over his eyes

" Ok give me your arm "

Your hand grips his outstretched arm and he searched his way around to find the other one, the one which apparently was stuck but comes around something else

" That's my boob "

Quickly removing his hand again and holding it up in panic " Shit sorry , I'm so sorry! it's really hard doing this blind here "

" Ok I guess you can look , just help me "

Taking his hand from his eyes he tried really hard to not look at your naked chest in front of him and instead looked at the arm in question

" Oh love…that's the wrong hole "

To which you started giggling like a teenager over a bad sex joke

Grabbing your arm out of the pants leg and through the right strap, covering your chest again, all while receiving no help from you and just letting him do his thing, which concerns him even more

" There you go "

Giving him a weak thumb up before falling to your knees in front of the toilet seat and emptying your stomach

" Oh Jesus Christ …" he really has to take up the role of a babysitter for a drunk stranger tonight

A few minutes later he shoves a glass of water In front of your miserable figure, sitting in the booth with his friends again who all stared at you in pity

" You have a friend you can call who can take you home ?"

Wesley asked but you just shook your head , on the verge of throwing up again and Joe encourage you again to drink the water

—

Sunbeams stirred you out of your slumber and you groaned as a massive headache makes it's appearance as well, grabbing the nearest pillow and pushing your face into it in misery

"Morning" a male voice makes your grip on the pillow freeze in panic, slowly sticking your head over it to make out the unknown man standing in your living room…but wait your living room doesn't look like this

" Shit shit shit " you tried scrambling from the sofa, blanked getting tangled up in your legs and nearly making you fall into to small table In front of you

" Hey sorry didn't want to startle you...uhm coffee?" The man scratches his neck awkwardly, looking lost just standing there in joggers and shirt, head of wild curls sticking out in every direction

" No thank you " you freed yourself from the blanket before looking down at yourself, nearly expecting to see your naked body but instead you wear a big soft shirt and your feet clad in white socks, blinking up at him in question

" Ah yeah funny story… "

Giving you a quick recap of your drunk mess of last night and how you got yourself staying on an unknown man's sofa in the first place and you hide your face in your hands in embarrassment and shame

" So uhm yeah , I put your clothes in the washer so they're just hanging out to dry now, hope that's ok "

" Yeah yeah thanks , that's actually really thoughtful"

" To be fair I'm not so keen on vomit on my sofa "

You snorted "makes sense, but really you could just left me on this damn toilet, I can only imagine what a burden I must've been "

" I could never! And you were kinda fun to be around after your second glass of water, well before vomiting all over yourself again "

Cringing again you groaned and threw your head back

Hearing him chuckle before asking you again " so , still no to the coffee?'

—

"We're gonna stuck to the "met on tinder " story for our families" you shook your head at the memories of this night while arranging the flowers in a vase

" Wesley already promised to save the true story for his speech on our wedding"

" Good luck getting me to marry you now" you snorted

" Hey it's not that bad "

" You saw my tits 5 minutes after meeting me, on a toilet with my arm in my pants,drunk out of my mind how is this not that bad Joseph?"

" First impressions are the best impressions and they definitely are the most beautiful tits I've ever seen"

"oh shut up" slightly shoving him and his cheeky grin out of your way but feeling your cheeks redden anyway

" So, coffee?"

(reblogs and comments are very appreciated additional to your likes)

[parkermunson]

Heart-Shaped Donut

really wanted to write something short for V-Day so here's some cute Valentine's shenanigans with our fav lover boy!

Sunlight swept over your body in fiery hues of yellow through the half-closed thin curtains of Eddie's room. The light woke you as the sun reached the perfect point in the sky to shine directly through your eyelids.

The trailer was eerily quiet. Being the home of the Munsons, it's usually filled with the static of the old T.V. trying desperately to reach a station with it's unstable antenna, or Eddie's cassettes blasting through the thin walls. But it lay completely silent.

You peeked open an eyelid at Eddie's side of the bed to find it bare. The sheets thrown back like he would do when he wakes up late for work. Throwing on the nearest shirt, a band tee Eddie wore a few days ago, you walked through the hallway in search of your boyfriend. The bathroom was empty aside from a wet towel lying in the middle of the floor. The kitchen had last night's dirty plates stacked in the sink, but was otherwise empty too. The living room, surprisingly tidier than usual, also lay empty. You sat on the couch, pulling your legs up to your chest, hugging your arms around your legs in comfort.

Eddie was in no way a morning person. It was a miracle getting him up before 10, and it had just barely passed 8. The worry settled deep in your stomach. He never left for work without kissing you goodbye, or went anywhere for that matter without the ritual. Even when you fought the night prior. He was a man of habit.

Your thoughts were muddled with anxious suggestions to his whereabouts. So much so you didn't hear his van pull up outside. His giddiness overtaking his actions. He ran up to the trailer, throwing the door open and jumping inside. Moving toward the hallway to his room, he stopped mid-step before turning to you on the couch.

"Where'd you go," your voice shook with worry, despite how much effort you tried to sound stable.

He lifted a paper bag out in front of him, "got you donuts." He walked over to plop onto the couch seat next to you, causing you to bob up and down on the old creaky springs. His smile was uncontained and it brought a sense of relief to your nerves.

Eddie was full of surprises and would give gifts often, but this was unusual. Leaving early in the morning, buying donuts (something he didn't usually eat). Yet he seemed happy, ecstatic even.

He opened the bag, peeking inside like he was opening a treasure chest with goodies galore, and gasping with a wide smile. He reached in and pulled out a pink frosted heart-shaped donut with red sprinkles. "Happy Valentine's, babe. Here's my heart," he said, handing you the donut.

Oh. Valentine's Day.

You took the treat, but stopped short of biting in when Eddie pulled out his own donut. A simple glazed donut. He held his up between your bodies, and you nudged your donut with his in a toast.

The donut was delicious, a sweet start to a sweet day. Eddie ate around the donut in a circle, leaving only a small ring around the donut hole. He grabbed your left hand and placed the donut on your ring finger, the sugary glaze sticking to your skin. "You're mine now, forever."

"That's not how that works. But sure."

He fist-bumped the air and threw his head back in celebration. A hiss of a long drawn out "yes" echoes through the room before he turned back to you with a smile.

"You have some sugar on your face," you licked your finger and rubbed it off.

He stared at you with a grimace. "I can't believe you just did that. You Mommed me!" Eddie threw his hands up in an over exaggerated fashion, then grabbed your left hand. "I'm taking the ring back. You lost your donut ring privileges." Without thinking, he slipped your finger into his mouth, licking around it and sucking the donut off before pushing your hand away. It ignited your core instantly, heating it with a need only Eddie could fix.

The look on your face triggered him to realize his actions. His lips curved into a smirk as he leaned over, his face inches from your's. "I need to get you a real ring ASAP."

[bebx]

Steve trying to ask Eddie out: so… I need a date for Valentine’s

Eddie: it’s February 14

[sleepyeye17]

Chapter Two of my Valentine Steddie Fic!

Link here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44716211/chapters/112573633

Excerpt here:

Steve was dreaming. In his dream, he was trying to catch a plane, but he’d never been on a plane, and he didn’t know where to go. Then the plane was a bird, and the bird was screeching at him, making a bell sound, over and over until…

It wasn’t a dream. Steve felt himself being pulled awake like he was being tugged out of deep water. Someone was ringing his doorbell.

“Keep your wig on, I’m coming,” he grunted. He could see snow still falling outside the window, and his watch read 1:25. His heart sped up. Whoever it was, it was an emergency. He threw the door open.

He blinked.

He must still be dreaming.

“Eddie? ”

It was Eddie alright, pale in the dark, with his suitcase over one shoulder and his guitar over another.

“Steve.”

Eddie’s voice was barely more than a sob, and his face half crumpled at the sight of Steve in his green pajamas.

“Eddie!”

Without thinking, Steve lunged forward and pulled Eddie into him. Eddie’s skin was cold, and there was snow caked on his hair and shoulders. Steve kissed Eddie’s cheeks, his ears, his nose, tasting tears and ice.

“I didn’t think— I heard that the roads were all closed— Jesus, you’re cold, come inside. How the hell did you get here?”

“I drove.”

“I heard that the highway was shut down.”

Eddie grinned wickedly in spite of his tears.

“It was.”

“Eddie!”

“I walked the last mile,” he said, wiping his eyes. “I got the gang to Gareth’s place, but then the chain wrapped around the axle. I tried to untangle it, but…” Eddie held up his hands, and Steve gasped when he saw that they were red with blood.

“Eddie oh my God!”

“It’s not as bad as it looks. Just dry and cracked.” 

Steve grabbed Eddie’s hands and pressed them to his mouth.

“You’re freezing.”

“I couldn’t go anywhere. I walked it.” Eddie’s face grew serious. He looked down and bit his lip. “I missed you.”

“You… Really?” Steve’s voice cracked.

“Yeah.”

“You have to warm up. We have a bathtub. I’ll run you a bath.”

“Steve Harrington, always so fancy. Got a bathtub and everything.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’d like to say it was Robin who insisted on an apartment with a tub, but she couldn’t care less. Are you hungry? I’ll bring you food.” Steve felt giddy. He felt like jumping up and down.

“What, in the bathtub?”

“Yeah. Have you ever eaten ribs while taking a bath? It’s the best. You get sauce on your hands, you just…” Steve waved his hands around in a washing gesture.

“I’m not going to eat ribs in your bathtub, Harrington.”

“Yeah, I don’t have any. But I’ll scramble you some eggs.”

“Steve. Wait.”

Steve paused, and Eddie put his cold and bloody hands against Steve’s warm cheeks. Steve shivered.

“Is there anything… Anybody?”

Steve exhaled and rested his forehead against Eddie’s.

“Only you. Ever.”

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

Eddie's note to Steve is the second one. 🫣

[wheels-of-despair]

Joseph Quinn Characters x Mediocre Valentine's Day Cards

[mozzarella-stickz]

coping with valentine’s day depression by listening to live black sabbath performances and reading eddie munson fanfic

[hllfireclb]

Eddie will buy you roses, DIY some roses by himself AND get self-picked flowers for Valentine’s Day for you because he loves you so much

[eddiemunsonssparklyeyes]

I just finished a little Eddie x Reader Valentine's Day duo called Sugar & Spice! They are companion fics that work as a two part story, but they can also stand alone if you don't want to read both. Sugar is kind of a meetcute, and it is pure fluff. Spice is where the story escalates into straight smut. I still have to edit them, but they should be up soon!

[littlelioncub43]

I think I'd like to tie up Tom Grant and lick whipped cream off of him tonight. Since it's a special occasion and all. 👅

I hate him (i love him so much it hurts)

"I thought this was supposed to be a present," he whines for the millionth time, his head rolling on the pillow while he looks up at you. The ties held his arms and legs in place securely to each of the four bedposts, leaving him exposed, naked, and at your mercy completely.

"It is, Tommy, just relax," you giggle and give him a sweet kiss to placate him once more. He sighs into your mouth, relishing the softness of your lips and the silk of your robe against his bare skin. "One more complaint outta you, and I'll gag this pretty mouth of yours, do you understand me?"

"Yes," he gasps out, he loves when you're like this; so calm and gentle yet still in control and so fucking powerful. You grin at his compliance and peck his lips once more.

"Good boy," you feel his cock throb happily between your bodies at the praise. Straddling his waist, you finally sit in his lap, his hard on nestling against your core through the robe.

"F-Fucking hell," he curses under his breath before licking his lips to smile up at you excitedly. You can't help but smile back at him as you begin to untie the robe. "Yes, take it off for me, baby, wanna see you," he sighs, his eyebrows tilting up in a gentle plead.

"You wanna see me, Tommy?" You coo and play with the tie a little longer to listen to him beg a few more times. He's been dying to see whats under your robe ever since you walked out of the bathroom and swatted his wandering hands away.

"Yes. Yes, please, wanna see you, love," he begs softly, nodding eagerly and trying to sit up as straight as he can to get the best view.

Finally, you unravel the tie and let the teal silk fall from your body. Tom knew you'd put on something pretty for him, but fucking hell, he wasn't prepared for the treat that you hid underneath.

The dusty blue lingerie set was going to be seared into his brain, he was sure of it. The way the bra was cupping your breasts was downright sinful. Pretty clusters of fabric flowers etched in lace over the silky satin of the cups and panties seemed to call his name, begging for his hands to feel their petals. The garter belt that is cinched around your waist leads his eyes to the expanse of your torso and thighs, the soft skin there peeking out from behind the straps and bands that wrapped you up deliciously. Then your panties, oh God Almighty, your panties were Tom's favorite: matching silk satin covered in the darker blue lace, an embroidered 'T' adorning the space just above your honeypot.

"Oh, Jesus Christ," he moans shamelessly, pulling at the ties repeatedly. "Fucking hell, baby, s-so fucking gorgeous, Jesus, how are you fucking real? Fuck me, oh God," he rambles and stares at you as lust swallows his irises.

You simply giggle at him, letting him babble to himself while you reach for the hidden can of whipped cream you stashed under the other pillow. The moment he sees the can, he's grinning like mad.

"You've got to be kidding?" He chuckles, half whining and half excited to see where this goes. When you nod with your own laugh, he's laying back on the bed, his eyes shut as he resigns himself to his fate. "You're the best fucking thing that's ever happened to me, love, ya know that—AH!"

A cold line of whipped cream lands at the center of his chest, sending goosebumps all along his pale skin, his cock flexing happily against your crotch. You both share another laugh, your smile lasting even as you slowly dip down to lick the sweet cream from him with an appreciative moan. Tom moans with you as your hot tongue glides along his chest, a delicious contrast to the cold topping. He watches as your sinful tongue licks the white cream from your gorgeous lips, wetting his own when you lean down to kiss him.

"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, too, Tommy," you whisper against him before giving him another mind-numbing kiss.

"Love you," he whispers through passionate kisses, "love you so much, keep going, please."

"Love you too," you mumble before sitting up straight again, can in hand. "Now where were we?"

Part 2???

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Below, you will find my complete Eddie Munson masterlist! It includes prompts, drabbles, series, one-shots, concepts, headcanons, and MORE!

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Stranger Things Masterlist

My library blog

Main Masterlist

Steddie Masterlist

EdNancy Masterlist

Joseph Quinn Characters Masterlist

Key:

❤️‍🔥 = smut

💔 = angst, depression, & anger

💝 = fluff & comfort

Series titles are in bold red

Appropriate warnings and tags will ALWAYS be added!

She’s Trouble ❤️‍🔥💔

Cuffed - (Drabble, with a full chapter to follow)

This Is For You 💔❤️‍🔥

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - (Prompt #1)

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - (Prompt #2)

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - Submissive Eddie w/ a praise kink. - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - Eddie discovering your p*ss kink. - (Drabble/one-shot)❤️‍🔥

Eddie x Munson x Fem!Reader - Eddie taking your virginity. - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - Overstimulation - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - Eddie taming the brat in you. - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - Eddie’s hands - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - I missed you sex - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - Desperate/sub Eddie. P*ss kink #2 - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - Spit kink - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - Pegging Eddie - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - Eddie worshipping your ass. - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - Posessive/jealous sex with Eddie. - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - Eddie giving you comfort in the best way he knows how. - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥💔💝

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - Cuddling with Eddie. -(Drabble) ❤️‍🔥💝

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - P*ss kink #3 - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Sometimes ❤️‍🔥💝

Sex with Eddie during your period - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥💝

Riding Eddie’s face - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - P*ss kink #4 - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥

The Show ❤️‍🔥

Cuddly Eddie - (Drabble) 💝

Eddie x Fem!Reader - (Kink Hour drabble) - Eddie loving you and his ‘Sweetheart’ ❤️‍🔥

Cozy with Eddie - (Prompt 3) 💝

Eddie comforts you - (Drabble)❤️‍🔥💝

Eddie needs you - (Drabble)❤️‍🔥💝

Eddie is your home - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥💔💝

Riding Virgin!Eddie - (Drabble)❤️‍🔥

Eddie punishing you - (Drabble)❤️‍🔥

Eddie giving you lazy day head - (Drabble)❤️‍🔥

Eddie loves your boobs - (Drabble) 💝

Angsty terms after a break up - (Drabble)❤️‍🔥💔

Eddie loves your bras - (Headcanon/Concept)

Christmas thoughts w/ Eddie - (Concept) 💝

Eddie ready to help you tag team in a fight - (Concept)

Goofy Eddie during your period - (Concept)

Eddie silly during sexy times - (Headcanon/Concept)

Eddie tries out a new look for a show - (Drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie brings home a baby kitten - (Drabble/blurb/concept) 💝

Eddie on Valentine’s Day - (Headcanons/concept) 💝

Eddie saves your Valentine’s Day - (Drabble) 💝

Overheated Eddie - (Concept/headcanon)

Tittyfucking Virgin!Eddie - (Blurb/drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Masturbating with best-friend Eddie - (Blurb/drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie stopping your panic attack - (Blurb) 💝

Coming home to Eddie - (Drabble/blurb) 💝

Older!Eddie - (Headcanons/concepts)

Older!Eddie - (Prompt #1) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie likes to jump scare you — (Headcanon/concept)

Shy girl - (Imagine) 💔

Eddie’s first time taking you from behind - (Imagine/drabble/blurb/concept) ❤️‍🔥

Walk Until You Belong - (One-Shot/blurb/drabble) 💔

Addicted to sex with Eddie - (Blurb/drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie loves hearing how wet you get - (Blurb/drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie helps your through a depressive episode - (Blurb/drabble/One-Shot) 💔💝

Eddie helps you forget - (Blurb/drabble/One-Shot) 💝❤️‍🔥

Eddie with his daughter - (Imagine/concept) 💝

Eddie as a father - (Headcanons/concept) 💝

Eddie holds you - (Imagine) 💝

Eddie concept

Eddie’s design - (Concept/blurb/drabble)

Eddie cosplays with you - (Concept/headcanon)

Best-friend Eddie helps you get off/watches you - (Blurb/imagine/drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Sitting on Eddie’s face as he gets off - (Blurb/imagine/drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie touching you in public - (Imagine/blurb/drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie fucking you against a wall - (Imagine/concept) ❤️‍🔥

Eddie biting you - (Imagine)

Pegging Eddie - (Blurb/drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Caring for Eddie’s hair after the bats - (Blurb/drabble) 💝

Eddie eating you out to help with dissociation - (Blurb/drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Let’s Be Closer:

Chapter One 💔💝

Chapter Two (coming SOON)

That House In Indiana:

Series teaser 💔

Chapter One (coming SOON)

Get Going, Or Get Lost

Series teaser 💔

Chapter One (coming SOON)

Destination: All Over You (AU)

Series teaser

Chapter One (coming SOON)

Give This A Chance

Nail!Tech Eddie

Chapter One (coming SOON)