Eddie Munson head canons #2
𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗥: these are “my” head canons for Eddie, we might not all agree on something about him so pls don’t get offended by any of these, please and thank you. Enjoy!
♥︎chewing and talking at the same time, gives no fucks.
♥︎Hufflepuff, no doubt about it.
♥︎ he will sleep in socks and even shoes, I feel like he forgets to change into something more comfortable and usually falls asleep most nights accidentally
♥︎this dude sneezes so freaking loud
♥︎he smells like cheap cologne and weed, I don’t know where y’all are getting coconut and vanilla and cinnamon from, weed has a strong smell and it will stick to him and follow him almost everywhere
♥︎he suffers from anxiety and panic attacks, we saw him after the whole Chrissy thing happened and how he reacted for the rest of the show after that, he tries his hardest to conceal it but in the inside he is losing his shit
♥︎he would feed stray animals, even raccoons
♥︎doesn’t like sushi or any kind of fish, man hates seafood, but what he will eat like it’s his last meal is that pus-
♥︎doesn’t drink a lot of water, let’s be real here
♥︎this man lives for grilled cheeses, he lives in a trailer park and doesn’t have much money, 25 slices of fake cheese for 3 bucks with a loaf of bread, definitely one of his comfort foods
♥︎definitely does “your mom” jokes but don’t say it back to him….just don’t
♥︎he sheds like a dog, you find his hair everywhere
♥︎has never washed a dish, either they use a dish washer or he makes Wayne was the dishes, most of the reason why they use so much plastic and paper products
♥︎uses 2 in 1 shampoo and conditioner
♥︎actually sorta likes science class, says he hates it tho
♥︎favorite planet is Uranus, yes he is one of those people who tells Uranus jokes
♥︎I feel like he secretly loves romance movies
♥︎obsessed with tattoos, ofc we already know that but he is that type of person who likes having conversations with others that have tattoos and talk about their meanings and who did them
♥︎following up with that, Modern! Eddie would have watched Ink Master and loved it
♥︎while we on the subject of Modern!Eddie, he would have been the biggest DBD player in my opinion, he would have loved that game through and through, we saw how he was in dungeons and dragons, he was dungeons master and played the villains, he would have played the killers too in DBD for sure!!!
♥︎horror movies, he claims he loves them, he does truly like them, but he almost shits his pants way too many times while watching them
♥︎he buys at least 2-3 hairbrushes every few months, you have seen that hair, he destroys so many of them with how knotted his hair gets
♥︎he likes all types of bodies and girls, but curvy girls with some chub on them, he is literally on his knees for them
♥︎claims he hates tears for fears but he secretly jams out to them when he is alone
♥︎definitely buys those cans of fake cheese and put them on crackers, cheese wiz or whatever it’s called
♥︎favorite ramen noodle flavor is chicken
♥︎hates mint chip with a passion
♥︎the only way him and Jason get along is when he sells some drugs to him
♥︎speaking of drugs, he definitely does some but he mostly just sells them for the most part, it’s more smoking weed than yk snorting and all that
♥︎BONUS: he has been arrested by Hopper a handful of times
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I saw that your requests were open and I was wondering if they still were because I have an idea for Eddie. So reader and eddie have been friends for a couple months since reader moved to Hawkins in the winter. so obviously wearing lots of layers and stuff. But come late spring/early summer it's shorts and tank top season. This leads Eddie to seeing all their tattoos and being super awestruck and just a little jealous. I think it would be kinda cute. Like two full sleeves, one whole leg, one massive rib piece, and working on a back piece. Kinda like what I got going 😊
April weather
Pairing: Eddie Munson x GN! Reader
Summary: The winters are cold in Hawkins, meaning lots of sweaters, hoodies, and sweat pants will be worn. But that also means lots of skin will not be shown, also meaning you're newly best friend has zero idea of what is inked into you're skin underneath the clothes.
Genre: Fluff
POV: First person- Y/N
Warnings: a few cuss words, tattoos? I know some people are against tattoos for their own personal reasons so i'm just gonna put it as a warning even though it's pretty much the whole plot.
A/n: i'm obsessed with this request! I've been thinking about tattoos a lot lately so this request came at the perfect moment! I have already decided that i want a handful or two of tattoos. I love that you kinda based it off yourself too, i bet you're tattoos look amazing! Thank you sm for requesting my love! Hugs and kisses - Minnie x
April, the start of spring. The perfect season for weather, not too hot, not too cold, just the weather, other than it raining most days of the week.
Ever since i moved to Hawkins in December, it's been nothing snowy and chilly. Weather that requires long sleeve shirts and heavy sweaters, clothes that cover most skin.
Speaking of Hawkins, It fucking sucks here.
Not everything sucks, but most of it does.
One of the very few things that didn't suck was i met one of my best friends here. The trailer park freak, Eddie Munson. He was one of the very few people to actually understand me in this town. Or any place i've ever lived if i'm being completely honest here. He was one year older than me, me starting school late and him failing and having to repeat his senior year twice now, him currently in his third attempt in graduating. But ever since my first day at Hawkins high, he has been there for me, and i have been there for him.
We would hang out every weekend together, sometimes we would go out and go to the drive in or something, and other times we would just stay at his beat up trailer that he shared with his uncle and watch a movie there or just do whatever in the moment we felt like doing, even if it was just sitting in each others presence, we always did something.
Which lead us here, me walking into his trailer, the first Saturday of some semi-what warmish weather.
I didn't even knock, Eddie knows when i come over so usually he keeps the door unlocked for me, easy access for me to just let myself in, the door is always open for me.
I didn't see Eddie sitting in the living room, looking over down the hallway of the trailer was the door to Eddies bedroom, slightly cracked open, like usual i started walking towards his bedroom.
"oh Eddie!" i said as I opened the door a bit more and walked inside.
His bedroom, a mess like usual, cassettes placed everywhere, and of course Eddie, sitting on his bed, dnd folder open, writing down different ideas for the next Hellfire campaign.
He went to look back me and like usually, give me a nice welcome, but this time, it's like he....froze?
He just stared at me, his face unreadable.
"Um- Eds? You alright there?" i asked
"I- uh-"
"Hello? Earth to Eddie" i said, snapping my fingers in front of his face, breaking him out of whatever planet his just went to.
"Uh yeah- sorry it's just...i never knew you had uh...tattoos"
Shit, it had totally slipped my mind that Eddie had never seen my tattoos, let alone just hear or have any knowledge that i have any in the first place.
Most of my tattoos, currently on display for eyes to see since the weather became suddenly warmer, meaning i was in a tank top and shorts, also meaning my arms and legs were free to the eye.
"oh yeah, um- surprise?" i said with a small smile.
"you got more than i do, can i have a closer look?" He asked, a look of plea and hope in his eyes.
"sure, i don't mind Eds" i said as i sat down on his bed with him, he quickly took my arm and started examining all the art work inked into my skin.
"Who did all these? they all look fucking amazing"
"lots of different tattoo artists, some i did myself, and there a few that some random people at this frat party did"
He looked back up at me and raised his left eyebrow "You did some of these yourself?"
i nodded my head "Yup, i have a tattoo gun back at my house, i usually do easy designs on myself, you know? Let the pro's do the hard ones" i said, giggling at my words, him laughing along with me.
"Maybe you can give me one some day? or get matching ones? i mean if you don't want to i totally-"
"Eddie"
"Like i don't wanna pressure you into-"
"Eds"
"Tattoos are like perm-"
"EDDIE!"
"yeah?"
"i'd love that"
I may not be a pro tattoo artist, but for Eddie, i will try my best.
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nsfw 18+
I feel like aotc!anakin would be so so desperate to touch you, but so so afraid to lose the self control he’s being taught. Nights laying together, turning into messes of teeth clashing and panting through kisses were becoming just not enough. So you can bet that he brings something up one night, “I heard about something from another padawan in the temple today…” bracing yourself for what he’s about to say, “I heard, technically we could do stuff,” he insinuates, “we just can’t move.”
(basically this man is describing soaking let’s be fr).
Not caring about the logistics of this, just needing to feel his fat cock stretching you out, you find yourself on top of him. Both clothed, too eager, too inexperienced, too needy. Your hands resting on his chest, both legs wrapped around his waist as he’s below you, eyes rolling to the back of his head as your wet heat envelopes him. The ache he’s felt for months dissipates in that moment.
He’s looking at you like you hung the moon, eyes half lidded, mouth open with soft pants coming from his lips, his big hands massaging your hips, moving up and down your side occasionally. He’s whimpering after a few minutes, everything is too much for him. It’s all new, and in the best way possible, but he’s about to lose control, he knows he is. How couldn’t he right now.
“I can’t do this much longer…” he trails off.
Thinking you’ve done something wrong you immediately come alive again. The sweet ache in your pussy from his size, the feeling of his chest heaving beneath your hands, the dimly lit room, you were in another world. Another world where he would finally take control, finally bend you over, finally fuck you.
“Ani, what do you mean?” you breath, out of your daze.
“I mean I need to do something. Now.” oh.
His hands were travelling up your shirt now, pushing it up above your breasts, his left hand massaging you tit, pinching at your nipple. His right hand moving to your neck and jaw, placing his thumb over your lips.
You’ve done it before, sucked his fingers. Your lips move slightly to give a small kiss to the pad of his thumb before sticking your tongue out to swipe up the length of it. His eyes watching your every movement, dropping his other hand back to your hip. For Anakin, that was all he needed. He was losing the control he thought he so greatly possessed.
You felt too good wrapped around him, like he could feel your heartbeat, your wetness dripping down onto his balls, his thighs, he could smell it. He was drunk off of you, barely taken a sip, he did need more. His hips finally rutting up into you, a gasp escaping your lips “Ani-“. He knew it surprised you, but he needed this. He deserved this. He deserved you, everything your body gave was for him, and he was finally taking it.
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