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[munsons-hellfire]

Chapter 2: Damsel In Distress

SUMMARY: You've settled down into your apartment now its time for you to find a teaching job, and Eddie wants to take you out to get to know you better and more about your past. All while your dad and brother set up a little welcome home party as well as a meet the crew party, but things seem to take a sideways turn and not in a good way.

PAIRINGS: Biker!Eddie Munson x Teacher!Fem!Reader

PART 2 IN THE DARK PARADISE SERIES

CONTENT WARNINGS: MFW (can still be read at work), a little angsty towards the end, Part 2, Biker!Eddie Munson, Teacher!Reader, no use of y/n (though bug is used), implied pet names, she/her pronouns (but barley used), Reader is 24 (turning 25 soon), Eddie is 26, post-upside down, vecna is defeated (will be mentioned in later parts), language, angst, mentions of drugs, mentions of murder, rival biker gang

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Here is part 2, I hope you enjoyed it and are enjoying this series so far. I hope you enjoy this part, I apologize for it being so long, I thought about splitting it up but my gut was just telling me to keep going and end on a slight cliff hanger. It’ll be picked up in part 3 though so fear not. The ending that I had was not the intended direction I was heading for but I like how it ended so it's sticking, I just really got into writing this part which is why it's so long. Plus I’m a sucker for angst, so I had to have something in this part. As we progress through this series it will start to get more mature and will eventually be for readers over 18+ with eventual smut as well. I just haven't decided when it’ll get more mature and when the eventual smut will happen. I did make a playlist for this series, the link to the playlist can be found in the series masterlist under "word count". And if you’d like to be added to the permanent tags let me know in the comments or send me a message. And please feel free to send some asks if you wanna know more about Eddie and Reader’s relationship or other characters in the series. I would love that a lot, it makes me excited and happy about my series.

WORD COUNT: 6.2K Words

THE DARK PARADISE SERIES MASTERLIST

The birds were chirping outside, you could hear them through the open window in your apartment. It was a warm night in the middle of August, which you thought was odd considering August seemed to have some hot days already. You turned on your air mattress and reached out for your phone that rested on the floor and had been connected to the charger. You watched the screen pop up so you could look at the time.

There was a text message from your brother and one from your dad. Luckily there was no text message from your ex. You had blocked the number she had used last night to contact you, but you wouldn't put it past her to get another number and start texting and calling you again. If that were the case you knew you would be turning your phone off a lot until you could get a new one.

After looking at the messages left from your dad and brother you decided to get ready so you could head out and look for a new teaching position. Your old school would be sending over whatever paperwork that would be needed for your hire. You had your resumé and portfolio ready. After getting ready for the day you grabbed everything you needed and headed towards your front door.

You opened the door and went to walk out only to see Eddie standing at your door ready to knock. A sudden gasp left your lips as Eddie stared down at you. You looked pretty today, Eddie couldn't deny that. The way you had dressed caused the man to smile and try and hide the blush that was creeping up his neck. You held onto your bag tightly. Your phone was in your pocket and your keys were in your left hand.

"What are you doing here?" You questioned, eyes scanning Eddie for any trace of a lie he might throw out.

"I came to see you, Bug." Eddie said, smirking after watching the roll of her eyes. So she likes to be a brat? He thought to himself as he continued to stare at you.

"Please don't call me Bug, that name is only reserved for Sam and my dad." You were stern when you told Eddie how you felt about the nickname.

"Okay, so what can I call you?" Eddie clearly wanted to know your name and you were definitely hesitant to tell him. Without a second thought crossing your mind your name dropped from your lips. Eddie smiled triumphantly. He repeated your name like he had been saying it all his life, and if you were being honest with yourself you really like how your name rolled off his tongue.

Then you wondered what he'd be like in the sheets, what he would be like with his tongue on you. Before you could get any further into the little thoughts you were having your phone started to ring. You forgot you had turned the sound back on. You answered the phone without checking who was calling you.

"Hello." You called out, Eddie was waiting for the phone call to end so he ended up leaning against the wall while you turned around and closed your door to look up.

"You are some bitch, you know that. You really think you can skip town on me and leave me behind."

You sighed and turned away from Eddie. He would still be able to hear everything but you didn't want him to see your face. You didn't want to see him the way she was making you feel.

"Jules, look, we broke up, I moved on, and you need to do the same." You tried to keep your voice calm and collected with Eddie right behind you but he could hear the break in your voice, he was sure Jules could hear it too.

"I'm not moving on, not until I have you back in my arms." Her tone of voice made you flinch slightly, something Eddie has also seen.

"That's never going to happen."

"You better believe it will. I'll-"

You ended the call before Jules could say another word to you. Your phone was quickly turned to silent and you shoved it back into your back pocket. Jules would definitely be calling you again, which meant you had to get a new phone now. Gathering yourself together you exhaled and turned around to look back at Eddie. He was still leaning against the wall.

His arms were crossed over his chest and a tattoo was peaking through slightly, not to mention you could get a better look at the few tattoos that rested on his fingers. It made him look super sexier, and it really helped that he was a biker.

"Sorry about that." You paused, while Eddie adjusted himself slightly. "It was my ex, she won't leave me alone. Jules, she thinks we're meant to be with each other, soulmates and all that bullshit."

"And you don't?" Eddie asked, he knew that maybe this was his way to get to know more about Sam's little sister.

"Well, my first ex before Jules, Mikey, he believed in all that crap and I did too. Thought he was the one I was supposed to be with but then the shit hit the window and things got bad so we broke up. Now he's in Cali fucking whoever and doing all the drugs, at least that's what I heard. Then I met Jules not even a few weeks after Mikey and I ended things and I thought she was perfect, but she was too perfect. Anyway, one thing after another happened and now here I am."

The two of you started walking down the steps. Eddie was right on your trail as he digested the new information you had given him. You still weren't going into much detail with the break-up between you and Jules but it was clear how much it was taking a toll on you. Then you stopped on the steps remembering that neither your dad nor Sam knew. Eddie stopped on the step above her, he was looking down at you and honestly it was kinda sexy.

"Please don't tell my dad, or Sam. I don't want them knowing that's the real reason I'm back in Hawkins. As far as they knew I had to leave my mom and step-father behind." You had only known this man less than a day and already you were making him keep a secret from his boss.

"You got it, princess." Though Eddie was certain that Allen and Sam would know before the week was out. It would either come out of his mouth, or you would slip, it was going to happen one way or another.

The two of you continued down the stairs of your apartment building until you finally made it to the sidewalk that led you to your car. Eddie had managed to park his bike next to your car. This allowed you to get a better look at it. His bike was a Harley Davidson, that much was clear. It also contained a design on it, most of the bike had been covered in webbing.

A large spider was in the center of the bike, standing still on the web that it seemed to have created. You looked closer at it and noticed that the spider must've been a Black Widow, because you could see the hourglass peeking through. Not to mention there were a few other hourglasses on his bike, but most were small and barely noticeable. The bike really seemed to suit Eddie, and honestly you kind of liked the way it looked.

"So where are you off to today?" Eddie questioned, as he leaned up against his bike at the same time you leaned against the hood of your car.

"I have to go to Hawkins Middle School to make sure they have all the paperwork for my transfer and I have to give them my resumé and portfolio." You paused for a minute. "They just wanted to make sure everything is good before I start working at the end of August."

You watched Eddie smile at the way you had yourself prepared for your job and you still had a few weeks to get ready. The only thing that really seemed to be crossing Eddie's mind was that he wanted to spend the day with you. It's why he had shown up at your door, hand ready to send a knock on the door at full throttle.

"Mind if I tag along with ya, princess?" Just the way his question rolled off his tongue had you a hot mess on the inside. Never in your life had someone made you feel this way. You didn't feel it with any one night stands and you definitely didn't feel it with Mikey or Jules. It was different with Eddie. You felt safe with him.

"I don't see why not." You looked at your car and then Eddie's bike. If you were being honest with yourself you wanted to ride on his bike. "Whose vehicle are we taking?" You had questioned, all while hoping he would just say his.

"We can take my bike." Eddie said softly, with a smile jumping to his lips as he stared at you.

"I guess it's a good thing I decided to go for a book bag today." You mumbled.

Eddie snickered at you. Meanwhile, you took your phone out of your pocket and placed it in your book bag with your keys. Before you dropped your keys into the bag you popped open the trunk. Walking to the back you grabbed the helmet that Sam had gifted you as an early birthday present. He gave it to you last night after Eddie and Steve had left and you felt that it would be safe and sound in the trunk of your car rather than your apartment.

When you closed your trunk and placed the helmet over your head, Eddie seemed shocked that you had come prepared. He stared at it, seeing their signature logo on the front of the helmet. Which prompted even more confusion. While you weren't a biker, you had ties to the club because your dead lead it and your brother was the second in command with Eddie and Steve right below him.

"Sam got it for me. An early birthday gift, I guess. Or maybe a welcome home gift." You smiled at Eddie as he turned on his bike and you climbed onto the back.

"When's your birthday?" Eddie adjusted himself slightly as you wrapped your arms around his waist tightly.

"At the end of August. August 31st to be exact."

"I'm glad I get to be here when you celebrate it."

"I'm turning 25, there's not much to celebrate. I'm just another year older that's all."

"I get that." Eddie paused as he backed up his bike out of the parking spot. "Better hold on tight, princess, don't want you fallin' off." You smiled, tightening your grip just a little more. Once Eddie knew you were secure around his waist he drove off heading for Hawkins Middle School.

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Eddie pulled up to the middle school and turned off his bike. You climbed off and took the helmet off, setting it where you had just been sitting. You looked at Eddie as he placed his brown eyes on you.

"I'll be waiting here when you're done. And when you're done I'm taking you into town, my treat." Eddie said, sternly.

"Eddie, you don't have to do that." You didn't want to turn him down but you also didn't want him to go out of his way to make plans with you. "Besides I'm sure Sam and my dad probably need your help with whatever they normally do." In that sense you were honestly completely clueless to what they actually did.

You knew that the club was big and that they often went out of their way to take care of things that Chief Hopper might not be able to take care of. You also knew that sometimes your dad and brother would go home with a bloody face or bloody knuckles, you knew not to ask questions when you saw it if you were on FaceTime. Basically you knew not to ask questions about work.

If they wanted to tell you they would. And you honestly didn't have a problem with that. You didn't want to really know about the horrors that they might be facing, or that they might be putting their lives on the line for the job. But at the end of the day you knew that they knew how to protect themselves. Eddie started to shake his head at you.

"Nonsense, if Allen or Sam need me they'll call me. If I'm needed for a job they know how to get in touch. But until that happens I'll be waiting here for you when you get out." There was that smile that Eddie already loved, he watched as it brightened your face. You found yourself sucking your bottom lip in-between your teeth to hide the smile on your lips.

"Okay, I shouldn't be too long. I'll be back in a little while." With those words you turned around and walked towards the front door of Hawkins Middle school. Back in New York you had spent the last two years teaching 8th grade. It was the grade that you wanted to teach and had been approved to teach in Hawkins.

As you walked into the school you headed towards the front looking for the office where you met with the principal and the assistant principal. It had been so long since you had stepped foot in the middle school, it was honestly strange to be back here as a teacher this time rather than a student. As you turned the corner you walked right into someone whom you assumed was another teacher.

"I'm sorry." You said, leaning down to help pick the papers from the ground.

"It's all right." She lifted from the ground as you did too. The woman in front of you had blond hair, it was a short length just above her shoulders. She was wearing a floral dress, and had nude heels on. "I'm Amy Willow, I teach 8th Science." She said introducing herself, then holding her hand out in front of you.

You took her hand in yours and shook it while telling her your name. "I will most likely be teaching 8th grade English. That's actually why I'm here, to get everything sorted out. I have a meeting with the principal and assistant principal." You explained.

"Oh, I can take you there. And then afterwards I can take you to your room. It's only a few doors down from mine."

"You know about me?" You were confused, but then again you wouldn't be surprised if they had already made a statement about how you would be joining them for the school year.

"Oh yeah, you're the gossip around here. Something new, we haven't had something new since the Earthquake a few years ago. Not to mention the Biker club around town. Though that one biker is kinda cute." You looked at her as you walked next to her.

"Which biker are you talking about?" You were hoping that she wasn't talking about Eddie, because you wanted nothing more than to have him to yourself. Though that thought would never see the day of light.

"He's probably a little taller than you, I think his dad runs the Wolves and he's like his second in command." You had the biggest shit eating grin on your face and Amy definitely picked up on it. "What?" She asked, with a chuckle falling out of her mouth after the chuckle.

"That is Sam, and he's my older brother."

"Oh, my god. That's embarrassing. I am so sorry."

"No, god, please don't be. Sam needs someone in his life other than my dad, and me, and the Wolves. I'd be happy to put in a good word for you." You looked at Amy, watching as her smile got bigger.

"You would do that?" The shock that dripped from her voice surprised you.

"Yes, I think you and Sam would be great together. Plus I am in dire need of some friends."

"I need some friends too. Most of the teachers don't like me. Guess cause I'm either too young or I'm too weird for them."

"How could you be too young? And honestly who cares if you're weird. Everyone's weird in their own way."

Amy gave a shrug, the two of you eventually coming to a stop outside the office. "I'm in my 20's, I went to school here a few years ago so it's weird for the teachers that know me. But anyway, here is the office. And this is my number. Feel free to text or call, or FaceTime, whatever your comfortable with and definitely give it to your brother."

"I will make sure your number makes its way into his phone. Thank you for showing me the way."

"You're welcome. I'll be just down the hall making some copies, please come get me when you're done and I'll show you to your room."

"Sounds like a plan." You took the piece of paper that had her number on it and shoved it in your pocket. Then after saying your goodbye to Amy you headed into the office to sit down and talk with the principal's. All went well and they gave you keys to get into the school and to get into your room. Afterwards you met up with Amy and she walked you to your room.

It was a little bigger than the room you had in New York. You couldn't wait to decorate and make the room yours. On the desk that rested at the front of the classroom had your work laptop as well as the curriculum for what you would be teaching this year. As you glanced over it you noticed that it was a little different from the curriculum that you had been teaching in New York.

This was the fresh start you desperately needed. And now that you had your classroom and your work computer, everything was falling into place. A smile tugged at the corner of your lips as you turned around in the classroom. While you had a lot of setting up to do for the classroom you knew it would be worth it in the long run. There was a knock at your door and you looked to see Amy.

"I'm heading out for the day, just wanted to say goodbye." Amy said.

"I'll walk with you, just give me a sec." Amy gave a nod of her head. You turned towards your desk and unzipped your book bag putting your laptop and the papers into it. Once it was zipped you walked out of the classroom walking with Amy.

"So, what are your plans for the rest of the day?" Amy questioned.

"Oh, I'm going to see the town, I don't really have a choice in the matter. And then my dad wants me to stop by later for something." You explained as the two of you walked out of the school. Your eyes found Eddie who was still leaning against his bike. "Do you wanna meet someone?" You asked, placing your eyes on Amy.

"Sure." She saw Eddie and seemed to be hesitant but followed behind her. Eddie picked himself up from his bike.

"Eddie, this is Amy Willow. We'll be working together in the next few weeks. Amy, this is Eddie Munson."

"Oh, you work with her brother Sam right?" Amy was in all smiles as she asked the question. Eddie was staring at her with a blank look, it seemed that he was studying her to determine if she would be safe enough around you.

"I do. He's one of my best friends." Eddie answered, causing you to look at him with a serious but playful look. Something of which Eddie took note of. You knew now that if you wanted to do something with Eddie you might just have to sneak around, it got you hot and bothered just thinking about it.

"Oooh that's so exciting. Well I should get going. I'll see you around." Amy turned to look at you. "If you need help setting up your room, just call down to my room or shoot me a text. And if you want to hang out over a glass of wine please let me know." Your laughter filled Eddie's ears as your smiled brightly at her. He couldn't help the little small smile that appeared on his lips.

"I will let you know. Thank you for being a huge help today. And I promise I'll put in a good word with Sam. I'll make sure you two have a date by the end of the week."

Shock ran across Amy's face, as Eddie exchanged a glance with you. You felt that this had been the most happy you had been since leaving New York. You were with a guy that you definitely felt growing feelings towards, and you had made your first friend.

"You really don't have to do that." Amy was insistent on it.

"Nonsense, I think it's the least I can do for someone whom I know will be my best friend, and maybe one day my sister-in-law." You and Eddie both saw the blush that crept on her face as she looked between you two. Amy gave a nod and eventually walked away. You moved over to Eddie and he looked at you.

"Give me one minute." Eddie said, he left you on his bike confused as he called out Amy's name. From a distance you watched the two make a brief interaction with each other. You watched her give Eddie a nod before they both turned away from each other. Amy was heading to her car again and Eddie was heading back to you.

"What was that all about?" You asked curiously, staring at the biker with soft eyes.

He gave a tight lipped smile, "just wanted to ask her something, that's all. You ready for the town tour?" Eddie questioned, trying to change the subject quickly. 

"You know that I lived in Hawkins when I was younger, right?"

"I know, but I'm sure it's changed since you were last here."

You gave a slight nod with a shrug of your shoulders. Eddie climbed on his bike and turned it on. You placed your helmet over your hair and climbed onto the back of the bike, eventually wrapping your arms around Eddie's slim waist tightly. He smirked to himself, taking off heading down the road towards town.

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Your travels into the town had been short lived. Though what you had seen, you could tell just how much the town of Hawkins had changed since you had last visited it. You and Eddie were now heading to your dad's house as requested. Though you were still clueless as to why you were even going there. You had a small smile on your lips when Eddie pulled up to your dad's house.

"Here we are, princess." Eddie said, kicking the stand out and turning his bike off. You pulled your arms from Eddie's waist, and turned to look at the house you hadn't seen in so long.

"Home sweet home." You said, pulling your helmet off and holding onto the straps after you clipped them back together.

"How longs it been since you were here?" Eddie questioned as he placed his brown eyes on you.

Your eyes found his, "uh, I think about 10 maybe more than that, maybe less. I came for a few summers but then my mother didn't want me seeing my dad or brother anymore so I didn't see them for a long time, or this house. The only time I really saw my brother and dad was when I could FaceTime with them when I got a phone."

"Are you excited to be back home?" You walked towards the front door with Eddie following right behind you.

"Of course I am. I hated living in New York. Teaching up there was okay, but I hated everything the city had to offer. So yes, I am very happy to be back home with this quiet life."

"Hopefully it won't be such a quiet life." Eddie smirked at you. You looked back at him playfully.

"I don't think I will, not if you're planning to stay around."

"Well, I don't plan on going anywhere princess."

The door opens and you turn back around to see your older brother standing at the front door with a bright smile on his face.

"Why are you smiling like that, Sam?" You asked quizzically.

Sam looked at you and then at Eddie, but then his eyes fell back on you. "I have no idea what you're talking about, Bug." Sam grabbed your arm and pulled you into the house.

Eddie followed behind the two of you watching the sibling interaction. The lights turned on and everyone jumped out yelling surprise. The sudden noise caused you to panic slightly, you backed up into Eddie. The biker took notice of the way you suddenly changed at the voices that ran through your ears. But you calmed down when you felt Eddie slid his fingers into yours for just a brief moment.

You were quick to replace your panicked look with a happy one. Sam didn't take notice of the way you had reacted but like Eddie your dad had seen it too. He would make sure to pull you aside later and have a talk with you about it. Deep down it brought you back to the times where you and Jules would constantly argue with each other, not to mention the amount of times that your step-father would raise his voice to you.

Sam pulled you around to everyone, your fingers disconnected from Eddie's as you were pulled away. You were introduced to Chief Hopper and his wife Joyce. After you had meant them you had met the kids that Steve used to babysit before he became a part of the Wolves. Though they were in college now, you met all of them. Dustin Henderson was the first you had met followed by Mike Wheeler who was Nancy Wheeler's younger brother.

You met Will and El who were step-siblings, and their older brother Jonathan who was dating Nancy. Then you finally met Lucas and Erica Sinclair who had been standing with Max Mayfield. Eventually you noticed all the kids were hanging out with each other and talking about a game while they ate some food. Steve introduced you to his girlfriend, Becca Reynolds.

She was nice and you like her a lot. After you had met her, you finally met Robin and you knew almost instantly that you two would be best friends. The last person you least expected to be there had been one you already knew.

"Amy?" You asked, as she stuffed her face with a burger. She turned away from your father and looked at you and Sam. Eddie was elsewhere, most likely talking to Steve and Becca. She dropped her burger onto her plate and placed it on the counter. Your dad turned around and looked at you and your brother. "What are you doing here?" You questioned as the two of you hugged each other.

Sure you had just met earlier in the morning, but she was already your first real friend here in Hawkins. Like Eddie, and your dad and brother she was making Hawkins feel like a home again.

"Uh, Eddie, he invited me this morning. He thought you might like having someone you know here at the party." Amy answered, when she pulled back from the hug. You had a bubbly smile on your lips, your eyes found Eddie. He had been watching the entire interaction.

"Thank you." You whispered to him. Eddie only gave a nod and smiled back at you.

"So who is this? She seems to be the only one that we don't know." Sam said, pulling your attention back to the already ongoing conversation.

"This is Amy Willow, we'll be working together soon." You answered.

"It's nice to meet you Amy, I'm Sam. Bug's older brother." Sam said introducing himself to her. It seemed like you didn't need to do anything else because Sam was already so interested in Amy. You dad took that as a perfect opportunity to talk to you in his office. He excused himself as well as you and grabbed a hold of your hand pulling him with you.

"Dad, what are you doing?" You questioned, completely confused as to what was happening.

"We need to talk in my office." His words cut through your ears and you suddenly feared what he wanted to talk about. When you two were in his office and the door was closed and locked he sat down at the edge of his desk looking at you. "Tell me why you're really here, Bug." Allen said.

Your eyes found your father and took in the frame of his stance, he had locked the door so you knew neither of you would be leaving until you came out with the truth. You hadn't even been here for a week and he had already picked up on something. Though to be fair your dad could read you like a book. When you were involved you couldn't hide your emotions from him like you could with others.

Though you weren't doing a good job hiding it from Eddie because you had already spilled the news to Eddie. A deep sigh rippled through your chest, you walked over to one of the chairs in front of his desk and sat down. You tried to keep yourself calm but you found that didn't help much when you started bouncing your leg.

"Would you be okay if Eddie were in here?" You questioned, not looking up from your hands.

You dad didn't say anything, he stood up and walked towards the door and walked out leaving you alone with your thoughts. Allen knew that the second you came here that Eddie would be interested in you, because you were everything he wanted. And he knew it would be the same for you and by the look of it you two were already tugging at something.

"Munson!" Allen called out, Sam looked at Allen with a serious look on his face as he stopped the conversation between him and Amy.

"Everything okay, dad?" Sam questioned.

"Yeah, everything's fine. Make sure the guests are well fed, or get them in the pool." Allen ordered as Eddie walked up to him.

"Everything okay, sir?" Eddie inquired when he stopped in front of Allen.

"Come with me." Allen turned back around and walked down the hallway with Eddie following behind him. Sam did as told and got their guest and the rest of the Wolves outside where the pool was. Most of them had gone outside anyway but the rest were still inside. You looked up when your dad walked back into his office with Eddie on his trail.

"What's happening?" Eddie asked another question as the door was shut and locked.

Allen looked at Eddie and then at you. "I know what trouble looks like when I see it. So tell me, Bug, what did Jules do to you that made you run back home?" Allen questioned you.

"How do you know about Jules?" You were now utterly confused. You had only told your brother about Jules, you didn't want either of your parents to know. You knew both would be a pain because you were jumping into another relationship rather than taking a pause. "Sam told you, didn't he?"

"He did, and when I found out I had Hopper find everything he could find on her. Turns out Jules isn't her real name and she doesn't have a pretty past." Eddie looked at your dad with wide eyes, you having the same look on your face as well.

"What does that mean?" The question left Eddie's lips before he could stop it.

"It means that you're going to stay with my daughter and protect her until we can locate Jules and have her arrested for some kind of charge. You're the only boy I trust enough to protect my baby. I knew what was happening the second you told Sam you were coming back to Hawkins." Your dad explained.

"What did she do?" You asked, fearful of what you might learn about Jules.

"For starters her name isn't Jules, it's Jessica. She kept the same last name but changed her first name. If someone wants to go into hiding the way she did she should've changed her entire name. Secondly, Jessica Hartley killed her mother and father, and pleaded guilty to insanity. Before the trail was finished she escaped. She had the help of her ex-girlfriend before you, and well she didn't live to see another day because she's dead too. Now Jessica won't stop until you're dead and I'm not going to let her hurt you."

So much for a fresh start. You thought that to yourself, your dad and Eddie were talking to each other but you couldn't hear their voices. The only thing you could actually hear was a ringing in your ears that wouldn't seem to go away. Not only had she lied to you about who she was but now she might just be on her way to kill you. The panic was starting to settle in the pit of your stomach. You took a deep breath in and exhaled.

"Where is Jessica now? Is she still in New York?" You heard Eddie ask your father.

"I have some of the boys up in New York checking out her apartment. I'm hoping that she's still there and we don't have to prepare for any kind of war that she might want to start."

You stood up from your chair, keeping your eyes on your father. Eddie and Allen were staring at you. "Why would you have to prepare for a war?"

"Because Jessica Hartley is the actual daughter of one of our largest and painfully annoying rival groups. They are mostly located in California, but they have some in New York too. They're the reason Jessica killed her parents, her ex was a part of the group but her dad had her kill her. And well now he wants you dead because he can't get anywhere near me or Sam."

"Fuck." You breathed out, now you really wished you had seen the red flags. You lifted your hand to your throat and started rubbing it.

"Honey, you're gonna be okay. Eddie's gonna stay with you and watch out for you. Not to mention Amy will be watching you while you're at work, and Robin will be there too. Eddie can make as many stops to the school as he needs to if that's something you want."

"What? Are you saying Amy fucking works for you?" Allen could see that what he had said wasn't helping you.

"She does and doesn't. Her dad was a ranger out in Texas before he moved out here. I trusted her father and I trust her, she knows how to use a gun and how to fight. She's still a teacher but she will protect you if needed."

"No." You said sternly, eyeing your father.

"If Jules is coming after me then you're going to use me as bait. You're going to train me how to protect myself and I expect to be a part of this after it's over."

"No, I'm not letting you get in on this, I barely wanted your brother with me. You have a good life as a teacher."

"I can barely afford the apartment I'm living in. And yes I love teaching the kids and for the remainder of this year I'll still teach, but I want in dad. I'm not going to be some damsel in distress. I'm not gonna sit on the sidelines while Eddie, Amy, and Robin try to protect me from my psycho ex girlfriend who I wished I had seen the red flags before I got involved with her. I am doing this."

Eddie and Allen exchanged a look with each other. "What do you think, Munson?" Allen questioned, hoping he would side with him.

"I think your daughter is tough, and I think this plan would work. Maybe Bug here is the key to taking down the Stingers. Maybe this is how we get on top of them. I can't believe I'm saying this but I agree with princess over there." Eddie said, having your back.

Allen released an angry sigh as he looked at the two. This is not what he had in mind at all. But he knew deep down that this plan might just allow them to put a stop to the Stingers before any more damage could be done.

"Okay, fine. But your training starts tomorrow. Eddie is still staying with you. And we have to wait for the call to decide where we go from there." Allen explained.

"What call?"

"We're waiting to see if Hartley is still in New York."

"And if she's not?"

"Then you're gonna have to be a damsel in distress."

TAGS: @funsonmunson-again @inhumanssxx @lma1986 @corrodedcoffincumslut @squidscottjeans

[pretty-emo-dad]

I was trying to write crack but it came out so ???

Erica isn’t a child anymore, except she still feels like one all the time. Except she still sleeps in her parent’s bed when she misses them, except she still sleeps with a night light, except she catches herself paying more attention to my little pony than advanced physics, except she cries when she breaks a pencil, except she desperately begs for her mommy and Brother Lulu when things go awry.

Erica isn’t a child, but here, screaming and crying and kicking her way out of being loved she feels like one. She feels like this is payback, it feels cathartic to let go. Getting back what it took from her, being a child because she couldn’t when she was one. Eleven-year-old-Erica would be so embarrassed of this, all false maturity and unemotional, but Fifteen-year-old-Erica has adrenaline pumping through her, she’s ninety percent rage and sadness. A dumb, sick, part of her enjoys lashing out like this, enjoys the break downs, enjoys the attention.

Her hands shake, and she wants to cry for Lucas. She wants to yell for him and make him do this for her, have this argument for her, but he’s leaving for University soon and Erica can’t hang off him forever. His friends are hers and his trauma is hers and even the stupid jacket that’s keeping her from shaking more than she already has belongs to him.

It hits her now that he’s leaving and will be gone for as long as she’s in school. It hits her now that she won’t ever tease him walking down these stupid fucking halls. It hits her now that she’ll need to buy a new jacket because she’s been stealing his for years without ever really noticing.

It makes this worse.

It makes her say something she will definitely regret.

[journey-to-the-attic]

one thing about ik is that she will always reach out

[fastcardotmp3]

actually I think in season 5 there should be a scene where Nancy is in trouble and without a gun, either out of bullets or the whole damn thing is out of reach and she gets just enough time to grab a swingable object nearby before she has to, in fact, start swinging.

I think she should get to wail on the monster that killed her best friend and dragged her teenage years into a war. I think she should get covered in blood from head to toe, screaming so hard and loud and visceral her throat goes hoarse and cracking with a sob.

I think she should keep hitting hitting hitting hitting long after the thing is dead on the ground, splattering blood and viscera and shards of broken fangs.

I thinks she should cry. I think she should get that release. I think she should all but take down a demogorgon with her bare hands because it's been years and because she's stronger now and because you turned a teenage girl into a soldier, what did you expect to happen?

I think Nancy Wheeler should get heaving, weeping, violent catharsis and I think at the end of it all? When she finally accepts the mangled body in front of her can't hurt her friends anymore?

I think she deserves to be comforted.

[fifthnailinstevesbat]

after the events of season 4, steve just wanting SO BADLY to be friends with eddie. just LOVING the idea of them getting closer and having eddie as a friend because hell yeah! a close male friendship with someone that is actually my age, and who i don’t have a weird history with involving bruised eyes and love triangles? count me IN! and eddie is FUN, he is actually hilarious! the way they share the same glances of understanding when dustin is being an absolute shit head, rambling on and on about some obscure topic, expecting everyone to always be on the exact same page as him. of course. and, although steve suspects that eddie actually probably is keeping up with everything dustin says, much better than he ever could, he knows that above it all eddie can appreciate the antics for what they are, and roll his eyes with steve at dustin, i concur, you dustin henderson, are a total butthead.

steve just about junps RIGHT IN to being friends with eddie. hey man, what’cha up to tonight? wanna watch a movie? get drunk, smoke a bit? hey eddie, how have you been, man? he starts calling eddie up on the phone regularly just to check in, shoot the shit, he loves it! he loves having this new friendship with eddie munson and he loves how much the other boy has surprised him with how much he actually enjoys being around him. he’s not a freak, really, well ok maybe he is a little bit, but only in the best ways. he’s kind, thoughtful, and is always looking out for the people he cares about, which is something steve can really respect in a dude. but he’s also so funny? steve never could’ve anticipated just how much eddie has managed to make him genuinely LAUGH over their short amount of time spent together. and he’s really, out there? with the way he presents himself, the way he takes up space with these big THEATRICAL movements, leaving no room for regret or shame or god forbid embarrassment. steve isn’t even sure munson is capable of feeling it at all.

eddie munson is a good dude, and steve could use a bit more of that kind of person around him. he loves all of his friends, the weird little bonded family he’s found himself apart of, and they are all good people, but it never hurts to have afew more added in here and there. it never hurts to know there are more good people out there to find.

so steve is all over eddie, it seems.

at least, from where eddie is standing. nobody else seems as phased as eddie does at this sudden change in steve’s demeanour, in his interest in what eddie munson spends his time doing these days. it seems like, to everyone else, to steve, it’s just a natural progression in their relationship, after being sort of role model figures to the same group of kids, both being the two single dudes, who fought the same monsters together last spring, it seems nobody questions too much that they’d start casually hanging around eachother more. especially since eddie has found himself to fit into his own special spot as one of the group now after it all, after he unwillingly became tangled in this whole upsidedown-superpowers-supernatural-monsters and demons debacle, and tangled quite dramatically at that, the rest of the group that’s been with this since the beginning seemed to find no trouble in taking him in and seeing him as “one of them” now.

so, steve asking eddie to smoke, to watch movies, to go for a drive with no real end destination, it’s not really something that earns them too many double takes. dustin makes a comment or two in the beginning, because steve since when did you like hanging out with eddie? you guys are like so opposite, you don’t like any of the same stuff he does? and steve barely gives a shrug and a dismissive yeah yeah whatever man in response, with a signature eye roll, and dustin had said it seemingly also not too seriously, poking fun at steve wherever he can, not really meaning anything by it, as he fidgets around and rambles in the backseat of steve’s car, eddie riding up front. after that, though, he’s dropped it. it’s never brought up again. part of eddie thinks, too, that dustin would actually be enjoying that his two older friends are becoming friends themselves.

robin seems to be the only other person to look a bit harder at their situation, lingering stares at their interactions, all squinted eyes and eyebrows raised, though from her all this seems to be almost always and only ever directed at steve. eddie’s not sure what to make of that. isn’t he the weird one? i mean, he’s the one that stands out, right? he’s the odd denominator that makes their friendship strange. why would steve harrington want to hang out with Him? HIM? but robin doesn’t spend her time studying eddie to try and search for what about him could possibly have piqued the interest of cherished steven harrington, no, shes always looking at steve. like she’s seeing him differently, almost. eddie doesn’t even think that steve notices it, either, because he doesn’t seem to be questioning or doubting anything odd or strange or out of the ordinary with their newfound time spent together. and maybe, maybe robin is seeing him differently. eddie knows he definitely has been. seeing him more, intensely. deeply. human. seeing the person that steve is, as just steve, not this idealised version of a boy that eddies starting to question ever really even existed at all, or if everyone around him just needed to believe that he did, and who was steve if not happy to comply to the wants of the people around him for who he should be?

eddie likes having steve as his friend, too. don’t get it twisted. he loves how unexpectedly expressive steve is about everything, even really small things. steve LOVES to raise his voice, rest a hand on his popped hip, scolding the kids for something stupid with no real heat or malice behind it. and steve is, like, kinda bitchy too. eddie knew he had the capacity to be a real asshole when he wanted to be, that’s all he knew steve for back in the day, when he was back in high school, hanging around tommy h and the basketball boys, the jocks. eddie would spend his days hearing only whispers and gossip in the hallways of the parties at king steve’s house and the fights king steve had started and won on the court or out in the fields, only ever getting as close as a shove into a locker with the guy at the time, but eddie knew how it could go. he knew all about what steve had done to jonathan, what he’d said to him, the words he’d used. eddie knew it all. he’d seen enough, and been through enough himself, to know how these guys acted in response to guys like him, like jonathan, people who were lower on the social food chain. so, eddie knew about steve’s “mean streak”, if you will, but this kind of snarky bitchiness was something new to him. harrington was almost, sassy, when he wanted to be. it was less so cruel and more just, just sass. if he’s being completely honest it kind of blew eddie away, at first. he thought steve was one of those dull headed jocks who thought with their fists more than their actual brains, but that couldn’t have been farther from the truth. steve’s insults were well thought out, they were FUNNY, he was smart with his words. and silly. oh my god steve harrington could be so fucking silly, real honest to god goofball when the moment called for it, when he felt comfortable enough. eddie had caught on multiple occasions steve mimicking lightsabers to play fight with dustin, or the stupid fucking shit he would do or say just to make robin laugh, singing along to a song playing on the radio with a funny voice.

it was all a little, intoxicating, to watch. eddie didn’t know what gave him the right to be in on this now, to get to see this side of steve and better yet to be at the other end of some of his best qualities. it was fun, all the time they spent together, but there was always something else tugging inside eddie everytime they spent close time together, too. something, he knew steve wasn’t aware of. something he knew steve wasn’t equipped to deal with. something he knew, was him. was him, making things something more than they should be, because, nobody seemed to be questioning that they could become friends, so why ruin that? why disrupt it?

- robin and steve

“Steve.”

“-but then like, it wasn’t that I didn’t want to watch it I just thought, hey, y’know, let’s try something different for a change, but then he- oh my god he honest to god TACKLED ME Robin — I mean, it was so fucking funny and it happened so quick — and all over a fucking Tom Cruise movie-“

“STEVE.” Robin lightly slammed a hand onto the counter. She had been standing behind it for no short of 20 minutes, watching Steve as he paced around, supposed to be stacking tapes onto shelves, but ended up spending the whole time going on and on, and ON, about how movie night went with Eddie last night. She thought she was bad…

Steve jumped, almost running into a shelf and knocking down his hard work, and seemed to snap out of whatever trance he had found himself in after starting to tell Robin a story about something funny Eddie had done last night.

“Shit, sorry. Sorry, what were you saying? Were you- were you saying something?”

To this, Robin just rolls her eyes and let’s out a laugh, “You, sir, are goddamn hopeless.”

“Sorry. How long was I talking for?” Steve wandered his way over to lean his arms onto the counter from the opposite side.

“Oh, I dunno Steve, just about half an HOUR?”

“That is an over exaggeration Robin, it’s only been like-“

“Honestly, man, i’m concerned for you. You are like next level OBSESSED with Eddie. Eddie Munson. You do realise this right??? You are obsessed with him, Steve.”

To this Steve sputters, lazily waving his hands back and forth.

“No, Robin, what the hell are you talking about? I am not OBSESSED. No need to be jealous, alright, Stevie-Boy here can have more than one friend. Your spot in my heart isn’t any less special now that it’s beginning to be shared by another.” He bats his eyelashes up at her, holding both hands over his chest as if to cradle his heart.

“Oh my GOD! You even SOUND LIKE HIM!”, she playfully slaps his shoulder. “Steve. You are obsessed.”

“I am not obsessed! He’s just a really great guy, alright-“

“Blah blah, yep whatever you say, lover boy.” Robin quips, plopping down onto the chair chair infront of their staff computer, turning herself to face it.

“Wha- what? Lover boy? What the hell Robin, that is not- that doesn’t even make any sense!”

She is just smiling at him now, enjoying seeing him spiral like this. Steve let’s out a sigh as he puts his hands on his hips, and shakes his head, looking at her right back.

He opens and closes his mouth afew times, like he’s really thinking about what he wants to say next. Or like he has no idea what to say next, and his brain is not moving fast enough to formulate the next sentence his mouth knows he wants to say. He wasn’t obsessed. That’s not- that’s like- no. No he was not, Robin was just playing around with him, she knew how to get on his nerves. Get him all wound up over little things just to see him react like this.

After a minute or two, Robin realises Steve was not going to reply anytime soon, so she turns fully back toward him. Saving him from his spiral.

“So, what are you’re plans for tonight Steve-O?”

He lets out a chuckle and walks around the counter till he’s behind it with Robin, leaning his back against it so he can stand across from her and face her.

“Well, not really sure. Parents aren’t home, no early shift tomorrow, might drink afew beers, listen to some music, —“

“See what Eddie’s doin?” Robin finishes for him, quirking her eyebrows up and down as she does it.

“Oh shut up!” Steve just laughs and softly throws a tape from the counter at her chest. “As a matter of fact, yeah I will see what he’s up to. Because we are friends now, Robin. Is that a problem? Actually I was also gonna ask you what you were up to after work, too, but you know what after this I’m having second thoughts, I mean, the way you’ve been treating me lately-“

“Oh my god, you are the worst. Yes, I’m free, of course I’ll hang out with you dingus. You and your tweedle dee.”

Steve laughs at this, then tilts his head.

“Wait, does that make me dumb? Tweedle dumb?! That’s how you see me?”

“Yeah it is actually, got a problem?”

“Oh wow, she’s feisty today. Can’t believe you think I’m dumb, Rob’s. When you come knockin’ tonight, do not expect a warm greeting at my front door.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll take my chances.”

- later. steve’s house. to be continued?

[ekza-art]

started a comics i was talking about earlier 🙂

pray me to finish…

[ruiiplume]

They say bi and trans rights c:

and the one without the text

[demadogs]

“robin talks to mike about him being gay-” “lucas talks to-” “vickie talks-”

NO! you guys are all wrong. no one talks to him. mike just accidentally sees robin and vickie kissing and laughing and he has an out of body experience when he realizes that people like him can be happy and find love and that is enough to push him to talk to will.

[mrsjellymunson]

KNOCK AT THE CABIN | Prologue

Written for @bettyfrommars, @allthingsjoeq and @somnambulic-thing’s Stranger Prompts, Prompt 1. He shows up at your house covered in mud in the rain, but the problem is, he died two months ago.

Series Summary: After the events of the previous months, everyone is shocked by the unexpected return of an old friend. But is it really him?

Chapter Summary: On a stormy night, an unexpected visitor arrives.

WC: 1.14k

Series C/W: 🔞 18+, MDNI, NSFW. I mean it, if you’re under 18, git! Post-S4, Upside Down exists, dark/supernatural themes. Eventual Eddie Munson x fem!reader smut. Swearing. Not much to caution about in this part, unless you don’t like rain, or bad decor.

A/N: This series contains a lot of things I haven’t written for before, so I’d love to know what you think! Please comment and reblog, it means the world to writers, and reblogs mean work gets seen. This series has a taglist so if you’d like to be on either it, or my general list, lemme know in a comment, ask or message 🙏💗

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You’re holed up in an old farmhouse on the outskirts of Hawkins. It’s not exactly remote, but the nearest building is little more than a speck on the horizon so you feel pretty isolated. Owens organised it, explaining it would be a good idea for the older members of the party to lay low for a little while. Nancy had put forward an excellent argument for remaining with her family, but you, Robin and Steve had reluctantly packed up some of your belongings and relocated here. For how long, you don’t know.

It’s no palace. The wood-built building is certainly past its best, the yellowing 50s kitchen barely functional and the faded decor not to anyone's taste. But it’s (mostly) warm, (usually) dry, and most importantly, it feels safe. Which is something you all need after the events of the past few months.

You’re all acutely aware of the obvious gap in your merry band. Owens had insisted that the three of you didn’t attend the funeral, but he’d involved you as much as he could, ferrying messages between you and the kids and Wayne, discussing what he would’ve wanted to wear (you all agreed on his spare Hellfire shirt and leather jacket, knowing he’d never want to be separated from either, plus a brand new, government-funded pair of black 501s), and sneaking mementoes to you with Wayne’s approval.

Mike and Will have taken charge of his D&D paraphernalia, Dustin got his wallet chain (and wears it with literally everything, even his Weird Al shirts and colourful shorts), and Lucas opted for a small pocket knife. You, Steve and Robin each have one of his rings. Steve and Robin keep theirs in their rooms, but you wear the silver skull every day. It’s too big for your fingers, and is even a little loose on your thumb, but that’s where you keep it, spinning it to ease your anxiety, and smoothing the pads of your fingers over its bumpy surface to remind you of the friend you’ve lost. Rueing the fact that you always wanted him to be more than that, but never had the chance to find out whether he felt the same.

The kids visit periodically, even staying over sometimes, nobody expecting anyone to be watching the comings and goings of a bunch of nerdy teens. Nancy drops them off, sometimes staying, sometimes not. On this occasion she’d dropped and run, explaining that she was going to visit Max in the hospital tomorrow, spending some quality girly time with her. Lucas, who usually spent every spare moment by her bedside, was going to spend the weekend here, after Max, still seriously ill but now well enough to communicate, insisted that he needed to spend at least a bit of time with his old friends.

Tonight, you’d had a movie marathon, Keith developing an uncharacteristically generous side since everything kicked off and periodically dropping off and collecting piles of VHS tapes. Not quite generous enough to bring you any brand new releases, but even things you’ve seen before are better than the ‘sweet FA’ you’d have available given the nonexistent TV reception around here.

Popcorn litters the floor and the saggy furniture, as do gangly boys and a long-haired girl. Jane has commandeered the sole armchair, sitting in it cross-legged, and you, Steve and Robin are squashed onto the sofa with an equally squashed Dustin, the latter insisting that there was definitely room for one more.

Mike and Will are on the floor between the sofa and the old, battered coffee table. Mike’s hunched over a bowl of chips that he’s shovelling in, and Will is leaning against your legs, you stroking his hair in a way you know he finds comforting. Lucas is lounging on the floor at the side of the table, his long body stretched out and his head supported on threadbare throw pillows.

The gentle patter of drizzly rain against the windows and roof, and the crackle of the open fire, one of your only sources of heating, gives the evening a cosy feel, though you hope the rain doesn’t get any heavier as you don’t entirely trust the roof over the rear extension to cope with much more meteorological abuse.

You’ve just finished Raiders Of the Lost Ark and Steve has got up to swap it out for The Stuff, when there’s a strong gust of wind and the rainfall picks up significantly. Great, you think, the weather gods definitely weren’t listening to your silent pleas.

None of you notice Jane stiffening in her seat and shifting uncomfortably.

Under the lashing of the wind and rain there’s a sudden noise at the front door. Not urgent, not loud, just two soft thuds. If the kids had been roughhousing or the film had been on you may even have missed them.

You all look at each other, instantly and equally on edge, and all hoping that somebody, anybody, will provide a simple explanation for this.

Steve’s the first to speak. Jaw slack and brow furrowed, he asks the room, “Uhh, did anyone order takeout?”

There’s a cacophony of ‘no’s’ and shaken heads, before another soft thud is heard, just one this time.

Steve steels himself, not for the first time realising that it’s his responsibility to investigate the possibly terrifying, and potentially life-threatening, situation. He stands from his position by the video player and moves towards the door, fingertips skimming the top of the bat that’s always to the side of it, before closing his hand softly around the handle.

He pulls back the sliding bolts before twisting the lock and pulling the door open just a crack, leaving the chain on. The noise of the weather increases in volume, but other than that there’s no indication of what’s on the other side.

Steve has his back to you so you don’t see his eyes go wide, but you do hear a soft, “Wh- What the fuck?”

Robin being Robin, and perpetually thinking about her stomach, she says,

“What is it, doofus? Pleeease tell me it’s Jonathon and Argyle dropping by from Cali with some delicious Surfer Boy pizza??”

“Uh, no, it’s, uh- You know what? Maybe you should just come and see for yourself. Wait, scratch that, just the adults.”

Knowing this will unwittingly pique the interest of the kids more than if he’d just allowed everyone to come look, you and Robin glance at each other before quickly rising and moving to the door.

Steve closes it and takes off the chain, opening it wide as the three of you arrive, the kids following close behind and trying to look between you.

There, hunched, shivering, soaking wet and covered in mud, is your friend. The one who’d died saving the town. The one they’d buried only a few days ago, after he’d been lying on a slab in a lab somewhere for weeks.

Eddie.

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[riddlerosehearts]

absolutely love how riddle and floyd are the only two characters who fly upside down in their broomquet groovies

[eriochromatic]

Maybe the poison drips through

Succession 4x10 “With Open Eyes”

[munsons-hellfire]

Chapter 4: State Of Bliss

SUMMARY: You and Eddie have been living with each other for 3 weeks now. After your mother and step-father show up and some truth is revealed, Eddie is determined to make you feel better by taking you on a date just outside of Hawkins.

PAIRINGS: Biker!Eddie Munson x Teacher!Fem!Reader

PART 4 IN THE DARK PARADISE SERIES

CONTENT WARNINGS: NSFW, 18+ MDNI, mentions of a fight (does not involve Eddie or Reader), Smut, Language, oral (f receiving), vaginal fingering, protected p in v sex, aftercare, smut with a plot, she/her pronouns, Reader is 24 (almost 25), Eddie is 26, modern take, mentions of drugs, rival biker gangs, mentions of depression, mentions of anxiety, angst (reader's mother and step father show up), post-upside down

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Here is the long awaited part 4, I hope you enjoy this very much. I have finally found a name for the series and it is going to be called the Dark Paradise Series. If you wish to listen to playlist while reading this, there is a link in the series masterlist. Also this is my first time writing smut so I apologize in advance if it sucks. If you wish to be added to the tag list for this series please let me know in the comments down below. But I hope you enjoy it!

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Three weeks had passed since the phone call with Jules. A date had been set in motion for when Jules would come down with her family even though it was making your sleeping habits bad. And if it hadn't cleared up before the kids came back to school you were in for a rude awakening. In the two weeks since the call Eddie had stayed with you and things had taken a turn that you were happy with.

Somewhere down the line of the two weeks together something had shifted between both of you and things had started to take a different direction. One thing you had told yourself when you left New York was to not allow yourself into another relationship. And well with Eddie that all went out the door. You sat down on the couch in your living room reading a book for work to get lesson plans ready for the first month.

From what you were sure of Eddie was still asleep in the bedroom that he had taken when he had moved in. You were lucky that your apartment had two bedrooms. You didn't need it but that's really what was available at short notice of you moving across the states. You had been so lost in thought on what you were doing you didn't even notice Eddie walk into the kitchen. When you finally looked up from your book you saw that he was shirtless.

His back was to you, but you could see the few tattoos that scattered his back muscles. Finally Eddie turned around but had his eyes elsewhere to notice that you were staring. When he had turned around you could see more of his tattoos, looking down lower you could see a happy trail that lead right into his sweatpants that hung low on his hips.

"See something you like, sweetheart?" Eddie questioned, with a smirk plastered to his lips. He had caught you red handed and you were quick to look away hoping that he couldn't see how red your face had gotten.

"I don't know what you're talking about." You replied, trying to brush off the fact that you were staring.

"It's okay, I know, I'm good lookin' and sexy. I got nothin' to be ashamed of."

"Of course not." A knock on the front door caused the conversation to come to an end. You looked at the door, then at Eddie as another knock could be heard.

"You expecting anyone?" Eddie questioned, brown eyes on you.

"No, I'm not." Eddie could hear the panic clear as day in your voice. You closed your book and set it down on the table and stood up from the couch.

Eddie quickly disappeared back into the room he had come out of. All while you cautiously walked to the front door of your apartment. A shaky breath leapt off your lips as you got closer and closer to the door. Another knock came from the other side of it. You looked back at the biker as he entered back into the front of the apartment. A gun rested in his hand.

"Just for protection, I can't let anything happen to you." Eddie whispered softly.

You sent him a small nod, then moved closer to the door. You stood on your toes looking through the peephole to see who stood on the other side of your door and it wasn't who you'd thought it would be. Your mother and step-father stood outside your door, both had angry looks plastered right on their faces as they waited for an answer. You lowered yourself and pressed your forehead to the door.

A million different things were flying through your head right now, but only one was front and center. Why were your mother and step-father here and what did they want? Slowly you backed away from the door and started to unlock it.

"It's just my mom and step-father." You paused, staring down at the gun. "Please hide that and please if you can stay close to me. I can't have you doing something stupid." Your voice was soft, with a little bit of sternness as you looked at Eddie.

"Okay, sweetheart." He walked towards the couch and slid his gun underneath it, wanting to keep it close in case he had to use it. Then he came back up behind you and placed a hand on your shoulder giving you a comforting squeeze as you opened the door.

"'Bout time, what the hell were you doing?" Your mother asked as the door opened wide. Her eyes trailed over to Eddie who still stood behind you. "Oh, I see you were just fucking." You rolled your eyes at your mother.

"What are you doing here, mom?" You asked, ignoring her rudeness.

"I wanted to know why my brat of a daughter left without saying so much as a goodbye? Had to find out from my ex-husband that said brat daughter came back home. What the hell?" The woman pushed past you, entering your apartment. Your step-father stepped in as well, his eyes lingering on you.

A chill ran down your body after seeing the way he was looking at you. Eddie gently and slowly slid his hand down into yours and held onto it.

"I'm here, you're not alone, Bug." You squeezed Eddie's hand back to let him know that you had heard him.

"Last time I checked, I don't need to let you know where I'm moving." Your voice was stern and distant, it was easy to pick up.

"Last time I checked you lived under our house which means you follow our rules." Your step-father said, eyes drilling into you like a saw.

You stepped forward, letting go of Eddie's hand. "I did live under your roof but now I don't. And you're not my father, you can't tell me what to do."

You had wished you could take back the words you had said, while you did mean them you hadn't meant for it to come out like that. Your step-father took a step towards you and raised his hand. You flinched lifting your hands up to protect yourself however nothing happened.

"Don't you dare lay a finger on her." Eddie said through gritted teeth as he held onto the wrist of your step-father.

"What are you gonna do about it boy? She's a brat who deserves what's comin' to her." The words didn't come from your step-father, they came from the last person you expected them to come from but weren't surprised in the least. Your mother had her eyes on Eddie, glaring daggers at him.

"No." It was a simple word spoken from Eddie but it meant more to you than you could possibly say. "You two can stay the night, not here. I'm sure the drive from New York was long. But you're gone in the morning. If you ever contact her or come back to Hawkins so help me I will make sure you regret it."

Shock etched onto your face as well as your mother and step-father, none of you had expected that outburst from Eddie. But deep down you were thankful for it. Eddie dropped your step-father's wrist and walked over to the door opening it up for them.

"Now get the hell outta here."

Begrudgingly your step-father was the first to walk past you and head out of your apartment. Your mother on the other hand walked up to you and stared at you. You could see the angry evident in her eyes as she continued to look at you.

"You got lucky this time because of that boy. But next time, well, next time he won't be able to save you." That right there should've been an indication of your future, but you were too blind to see it. You walked down the hallway towards your room before Eddie had even closed the door. Walking to your bed you collapsed down in it and let everything you were holding in come out.

Eddie walked over to the couch and grabbed his gun, taking it back into his room. He gave you some alone time while he made a call to your father. With his phone up to his ear and his door closed he turned some Metallica on so you wouldn't be able to hear the conversation. Eddie had picked up on what you hadn't and he wasn't so sure he wanted to tell you right now, not in the state you were in.

"Everything okay, Munson?" Allen asked, as soon as he picked up on his end of the line.

"No, your lovely ex-wife and her husband just showed up at the apartment." Eddie answered.

Allen became alerted and told everyone in the room to be quiet. "Is Bug okay?" Sam asked, it was clear to Eddie that he was on speaker now.

"Just upset. I'm letting her cool off before I go in to make sure she's okay. But that's not why I called."

"Why did you call then?" Hopper was the one who asked the next question. Eddie wasn't shocked he was there considering how good friends Allen and Hopper were.

"I have reason to believe that Bug's mom is the one who wants her dead, and the Stingers are the ones who were hired." Eddie could hear how silent everyone was on the other end.

"How?"

"Well, she said that Bug was lucky I was here because next time I wouldn't be able to save her." Eddie closed his eyes at the thought of something happening to you when he wasn't around you.

"Okay. Give me a few hours to figure some things out. In the meantime keep a closer eye on Bug, make sure she's okay."

"You got it, boss." With those words Eddie hung up the phone and turned off his music. Opening the door he walked out of his room and headed back towards yours. You were still in your bed curled up and holding onto a pillow tightly. He walked over to the bed, on the side that you weren't lying down on. Climbing into the bed he laid down and pulled you towards him adjusting your body so your head was resting on his chest. He held onto you as tightly as he could hoping it would bring some kind of comfort. "You okay, sweetheart?" He asked soothingly.

You sniffled quietly, "I'll be okay eventually." You adjusted yourself so you could move into Eddie's warmth, this was the closest you've been to him since he moved in and you honestly didn't mind. Your eyes closed again, while you ran over everything that had just happened. Your thoughts were getting the better of you.

"How, uh, how would you like to get out of the apartment for a little bit?" Eddie questioned. You adjusted your head slightly, looking up at Eddie as he stared down at you waiting for an answer.

"Like a date?"

"Unless you don't want to call it a date." Eddie seemed nervous, which you thought was cute. So cute that this man who didn't have an issue holding your mother and step-father at gunpoint, but had an issue asking you out on a date.

"No, I think that would be a lot of fun. Do you have anything in mind?"

"I do. I'm gonna go get ready, wear somethin' nice." Eddie removed himself from your grip and climbed off the bed. You dropped your head into the pillow already missing his warmth. When the door was closed you began to get ready for the date.

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You sat on the back of Eddie's bike as he pulled up to a small bar outside of Hawkins. He wanted to get you away from the town for a bit. The shock of seeing your mother and step-father still rattled you slightly, but you were curious as to why they were here. You pushed the thought to the back of your head and removed your arms from Eddie's waist, something you didn't want to let go.

Afterwards your fingers grabbed a hold of the helmet and pulled it off your head. Eddie turned his bike off and kicked the kickstand out. You placed the helmet on his bike as Eddie grasped a hold of your fingers and laced them with his. You looked down where your fingers tangled together, a small but noticeable smile appeared on your face and Eddie saw it as his first victory of the night.

He pulled you close to him and the two of you walked into the bar. When the two of you walked in, music was playing in the background. There were people out on the floor dancing to the music, while others were eating and some were at the bar drinking whatever they could get their hands on.

"Have you been here before?" You questioned, your curious eyes finding Eddie as he gave you a quick nod.

"Done business here a couple of times, it's a good place to be outside of Hawkins." Eddie answered, leading you over to a booth so you two could get something to eat. You sat down across from him, only seconds after the two of you sat down a waiter came over and took your order.

"So what's the furthest my father has made you travel?" You were curious to know more about the biker life and how everything worked.

"Uh, California is the furthest I've gone. Before the Stingers took over we had business with the Vipers. They have since relocated on the East coast so if I have to go out to see them for a meeting there in New York."

You looked down at your hands as Eddie explained his answer to your question. It got you wondering, if they were in New York does that mean that they were protecting you from Jules. Another question popped into your head and you had to know, because you needed to know if your friend whom you had a falling out with in the weeks prior to you leaving New York.

"Did uh- was I under their protection? You know in New York?" You wanted to release a defeated sigh when Eddie gave you a nod, but it made you happy to know that your dad and brother had someone watching over you.

"Allen picked out a few people, even before he knew there was a hit out on you he wanted to keep you safe if he couldn’t see you all the time. I know that the one thing your dad regrets, because he told me, is that he didn't fight harder for you."

"That's why he's fighting so hard now?"

"Yeah."

"Makes sense, my mother wouldn't let him visit us in New York. There were times where I didn't get to see him or Sam and I didn't understand it. It wasn't until I got older and had a phone that I was actually able to build a relationship with my older brother. Though it's really sad that I had to build my relationship with him through FaceTime, or calls, or texts. It's the one thing I'll never be able to forgive my mother for."

"I'm really sorry that all this is happening. I don't think you deserve it." You could hear the sadness in his voice as he apologized, even though you didn't need an apology from him. You reached over the table and grabbed his hand holding it in yours. Gently Eddie started to rub your palm while his brown eyes stared back into yours.

"Please, don't apologize for something you have no control over. I am the daughter of the largest and most powerful biker gang out there. It was bound to happen sooner or later. I'm just glad I'll be here when the attack happens."

"It's my job to protect you now, and I'm not gonna let you die when she comes to town."

You smiled softly. "You can't protect me from Jules. It's a fight neither of us will win, Eddie."

Before Eddie could say anything your food arrived at the table. The conversation was dropped and you two ate quietly not sure what to say to each other. You knew deep down that you were right, Jules would eventually follow through on her plan and you knew she would kill you even if that meant killing anyone that would get in her way.

When the food was finished Eddie climbed out of the booth and held his hand out to you. You looked at his hand with confused eyes. "I wanna take you somewhere else, I think you'll like it, sweetheart." You smiled and placed your hand in his.

And it was a good thing too because a fight erupted in the bar. Eddie pulled you close to his chest shielding you from the glass that was being thrown around just like the punches. You laughed at how fast you and Eddie had made it out of the bar. Making it over to the bike you place the helmet back over your head and climb on wrapping your arms around his waist.

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Eddie pulled up to a lake and knocked the kickstand off, he turned his bike off and removed your arms from his waist. Then he took the helmet off and grabbed your hand. You weren't entirely familiar with the lake but you knew of it because your brother had mentioned it a few times. Eddie placed his hand behind your back and guided you over to the edge of the lake where the sun was starting to set.

A smile smeared across your lips reaching your eyes. You couldn't get something like this in New York where you had lived. Moving to Hawkins made it worth it.

"Whaddya think, sweetheart?" Eddie questioned breaking the silence.

"This is so beautiful. I've never seen a sunset like this."

"Don't worry, there will be more to see for as long as you're here. I just thought this would be a good way to end the night before we go back to your apartment and call it a night." Eddie wanted to be hopeful that something more would happen tonight, but he pushed it aside.

You turned to look at him, grabbing a hold of his hands. "What if I don't want tonight to end when we get back to my apartment?" You said, though it was a question and you hoped Eddie picked up on what you were asking.

Eddie moved closer the space between you closing as he chest came in contact with yours. He stared down at your eyes looking for any sign that you didn't want this. Eddie licked his lips, "then I think we should get back home." You released a surprised gasp when Eddie's lips landed on yours in a sweet kiss.

You nodded your head when he pulled away. "I agree." You whispered. Giggling, you ran as quick as you could back to Eddie's bike, with Eddie hot on your trail.

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The second you were at the door Eddie had his hands wrapped around you, your hair was on the side while he placed soft kisses up your neck. You had your keys in your hand and had been trying to unlock the door but Eddie was distracting you. He seemed to notice, gently he lifted his hand and placed it over top of yours helping you open your door.

With the door now open the two of you were able to enter the apartment. Eddie kicked the door shut and threw your keys and bag to the table. His soft lips found home on yours, continuing to kiss you as he pushed you back down the hallway towards your room. When the back of your knees hit your bed he removed his lips from yours.

An unintentionally wine leaves your lips and causes Eddie to smirk down at you. "Now now, you'll have my lips back on you soon enough, sweetheart." His voice was dripping with lust as he said it. Gently he pushed you down onto your bed and hovered over you. His lips found purchase on your neck.

He placed sweet kisses on your neck, slowly moving his way down your body. Eventually he came to a stop, his hands gripped the dress you were wearing and slid it up your body slightly to reveal your panties. Leaning forward Eddie placed kisses on each thigh sending shivers down your body. He lowered himself to the bed and gently leaned forward placing another kiss on your clothed pussy.

Pushing his hands up he placed his fingers on the waistband of your panties, Eddie looked up at you and you gave a nod letting him know it was okay. He gently pulled them down your legs until they were off. He turned back coming face to face with your already wet cunt.

"So pretty." He murmured. "Is all this for me?" His brown eyes were on you as you stared back at him.

You gave a small nod, "only for you." You whispered.

The biker leaned forward, holding his tongue out flat he licked a long strip from your hole moving between your folds and ending up on your clit. A moan escaped from your lips, one that Eddie wanted to hear more of. His attack starts slow, licking your clit gently as he moves his fingers towards your hole.

Eddie sucks your clit into his mouth while his first finger breaches your hole. Slowly he slides it inside you and curls it up. Another moan leaves your mouth, your eyes flutter close. Eddie flicks his tongue around your bud, you arch your back off the bed. You slam your hands into the bed and grab a hold of your sheets. He sets his pace, licking and fingering you fast enough to get you close to your first orgasm.

"Fuck, Eddie." You moaned out, reaching your hand forward and tangling it into his curls. He could feel you clench around his fingers, he smirked, having you just where he wanted, having you falling apart from just his tongue and fingers.

Eddie pulled away from your clit and added a third finger inside you. He looked at you through his lust blown brown eyes. "Taste so fucking sweet." He whispered but loud enough for you to hear. He dipped his head back down and attached back to your clit sucking on it. Eddie’s free hand moved up your soft skin until it fell onto one of your breasts.

His fingers found your nipple and rolled it between his thumb and index finger. Your hands removed themselves from your sheets and entangled into Eddie’s hair gripping onto it tightly. "Fuck." You gasped at the pleasure he was making you feel. It was like nothing you’d have felt before, not with any of your previous partners. "So close." You mumbled, a broken moan falling from your lips after.

Eddie looked at you from between your legs, a smirk making its way to his lips. "Let go for me, sweetheart." He ordered, you clenched around his fingers. Your orgasm hitting you just after he had told you to let go.

"Oh my god." You breathed out, eyes closed as the orgasm continued to wash over you.

"Good girl." Eddie said, he gently pulled his fingers from your hole. You whimpered at the loss as you let go of his hair. The biker lifted to his knees and placed his fingers into his mouth, liking your slick off his fingers. "Tastes so good, princess." You smiled shyly, and watched him remove his fingers from his mouth. Eddie grabbed a hold of his shirt and removed it, throwing it to your floor.

You looked at Eddie, getting a better look at the tattoo’s that littered his toned body. It was hot to say the least and turned you on. You moved yourself around and moved your fingers toward his pants. You placed your hands on his belt and began to unbuckle it. However Eddie grasped the hold of your wrist and looked down at you.

"What are you doing?" Eddie questioned a soft smirk on his face.

"I wanna taste you." You whispered, eyeing the outline of his cock in his pants.

“Next time. I really need to be inside you.” And it clicked right then and there what Eddie needed. You leaned back down on bed watching Eddie remove his pants. Finally he removed his boxers, his cock sprung out the tip hitting his happy trail. Eddie gripped his length moving his hand up and down. You reached over to your side dresser pulling a condom out.

You ripped it open and pulled the rubber out. Leaning forward slightly you placed it on Eddie's cock and rolled it down his length. He groaned at the way your hand felt wrapped around him. He gently pushed you back down to your bed and moved in between your legs. Gripping himself he slipped his cock through your folds causing a moan to escape from your mouth.

Finally after a long wait, Eddie slid his cock into your entrance. You whimpered at the feeling of him inside you. He was pulled in, you were gripping him tightly. The brunette lowered his forehead and rested it on top of yours. He gave you a few seconds to get adjusted to his side. Eddie had completely bottomed out inside you, and it was a whole new feeling of pleasure. Your head fell back against the pillow waiting for some kind of friction.

"Please, please, please." You begged, soft eyes on Eddie as his brown eyes stared into yours.

"God, you're so fucking tight." Eddie whispered into your ear, he moved his head down to your neck and started to suck on your soft skin and he began to pull his hips back out only to slam them down. A loud moan escaped your lips, feeling Eddie move inside you. It was pure bliss, something you never wanted to end.

Eddie's thrusts were slow to start, but eventually he found his rhythm and his pace picked up. The noise of skin slapping skin was the only other thing that could be heard in your room other than your desperate moans. Eddie pulled back from your neck looking at the mark he had left. A smile fell onto his lips. You lifted your legs from your bed and wrapped them around Eddie's waist not letting him go.

Eddie hit the sweet spot inside you, prompting you to squeeze around him. Another moan left his lips as he continued to pull his hips back and slam them down into you. You were close, Eddie could feel it the way you were squeezing him. He leaned himself up and connected his lips to yours, kissing you softly.

"Mm-close." You said, when you pulled away from the kiss. Eddie understood what you were asking for and moved one of his hands between your bodies. His thumb found your clit and he started to circle around your clit. The pressure was building, beads of sweat were dripping down your body and Eddie's too.

"Need to feel you cum on my cock, sweetheart." Eddie whispered against your ear. "Cum for me." Eddie placed a kiss on it and moved back down on your neck to suck on the sweet spot. With Eddie giving you the permission you didn't know you needed, your release hit you. You arch off your bed, chest moving closer to Eddie's. Your finger nails are digging into Eddie's shoulders as you come apart under him.

Eddie's thrust starts to slow down his own climax just on the way. The biker pulls out of you, you whimper at the loss but watch in a state of bliss as he pulls the condom off his hard length. Eddie wraps his hand around himself and starts to move his hand up and down his dick. A moan escapes his mouth as ropes of his cum hit your stomach. He milked his cock for every last drip until there was no more.

You exhaled, as you came down from your high. Eddie walked out of your room for a brief moment. When he came back he had a glass of water in one hand with a snack and a wet rag in the other. Eddie set it down on your dresser. He leaned over you and moved the wet rag between your legs. You gasped at the sudden touch, still sensitive from the events moments ago.

"Sorry." Eddie whispered softly, eyes looking up at you through his bangs.

"'S okay." You said, sending him a smile. "Thank you."

"For what, princess?" Eddie threw the rag towards your basket and grabbed a hold of his boxers sliding them back on. Then he grabbed the glass of water and held it out to you. "Hydrate." He added.

"For tonight, it was perfect." You hadn't felt this way in a while, you hadn't felt calm, safe, happy, since probably before you left Hawkins for good. "I haven't felt this happy in a long time."

Eddie gave you a half smile as he handed a snack over to you so you could eat it. "I'm glad that I could make it memorable." Eddie leaned forward, grabbing his shirt from the floor. He turned back towards you and held it out. "Here." You smiled, taking his shirt you slid it on.

"I have to go to the bathroom." Eddie gave a nod of his head. You leaned forward and gave him a quick peck on his lips. "And then we're discussing what this means." A giggle erupted from your mouth.

Eddie turned on your bed watching you walk towards the bathroom. "I think you know what it means, Bug." Eddie said. He took the time to get a good look at the things that you had in your room now that it had been decorated. There didn't seem to be much from New York. You had a few photos, mostly of you and your brother when you were younger. But nothing recent.

You climbed onto the bed, Eddie's shirt wrapped around your body and a fresh pair of underwear on. When you made it over to him you wrapped your arms around his waist and placed soft kisses on his shoulders.

"Do you want the honest truth?" You asked, bringing up words from a previous conversation the two of you had shared. He smiled and turned around in your arms pulling you close to him. The two of you fell to your bed, both laughing.

"Of course I do." Eddie placed a gentle kiss onto your lips before he pulled away. His hand fell underneath his hair, holding up his head so he could still look at you.

"I'm scared of what this means. I like you a lot Eddie, and this was so so magical. The best night I could've possibly asked for. But I'm scared that you'll realize that I'm not good enough for you, that I'm broken, or that you might not want the same things I want. I've been trying to get this through everyone's head before I've gone further into a relationship." You paused, a shaky breath falling from your lips. Eddie pushed his hand forward and grabbed a hold of yours.

"Hey, it's okay, you can tell me Bug." You could hear the seriousness in his voice as he talked to you. He was gently rubbing a circle around the palm of your hand with his thumb, his brown eyes were still on your soft but scared eyes.

"I want everything that comes with a relationship, not just the arguments, or the great sex, I want the good qualities. I want kids and marriage, I want it all. But I'm afraid that you might be like the others and will only be in it for the ride. I'm afraid that you'll realize you can do better than what I have to offer." A tear cascaded down your face and Eddie was quick to swipe it away from his thumb, after removing it from your hand. He kept his hand there on your cheek and you of course pushed into it feeling the warmth.

"I'm not gonna lie, all that future talk scares the shit out of me too. With the life I lead, there's always the possibility something bad could happen. I'm scared shitless to be a parent, and even a husband." Eddie paused, he was getting ready to tell his truth. "You are the first person that's walked into my life and I've seen a future with. I don't want to lose whatever it is we have. I'm not saying no to the idea of family, but I think that should be revisited when the time comes."

You felt the bricks that had been resting on your chest finally fall off. It wasn't close to the answer you wanted but it was a better one than what you had gotten from Mikey and Jules.

"Okay." You smiled at him. "I'm sorry for bringing it up. But I just needed to know that there was a possibility in the future."

Eddie pulled you to his chest and held onto you tightly. "Don't be sorry. You have every right to feel the way that you do." You leaned down, your hair falling around you. Your soft lips fell onto Eddie's again and the two of you kissed like you didn't want to let go. And you didn't because you had found the one person you knew you wanted to be with for the long run. You just didn't realize the damage it would do to the both of you.

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