#vivisblurbgame

[oneforthemunny]

Hey hello (said in Eddie's voice) 👋🏼

Does janitor!Eddie, embarrassment, and smut tickle your fancy? Ngl he's one of my favorite versions of Eddie ever written.

xo @munson-blurbs

18+ smut

"What's wrong?" Eddie muttered, bangs tickling your own forehead, his brows creased in a frown of concern. He could feel your rigidness, your hesitancy with every kiss. It felt awkward- wrong.

"You alright? What's wrong?" Eddie pushed off his forearms, body still half slotted over yours, hovering over your frame.

Your cheeks burned with heat, gnawing on your bottom lip under his sweet gaze. "Yeah, no, I-I'm fine." You shook your head lightly. "Sorry, just had something on my mind."

Eddie's brows furrowed further. "What's on your mind?" He pressed lightly, his own heart skipping, beating uncomfortably in his own chest. This was all new, to both of you. In a relationship, but not yet established- not fully sure with the other yet.

You squirmed under his gaze, so soft but why did it leave you so vulnerable?

"I-It's nothing." You shook your head, gently grabbing at the hem of his shirt, balled fists trying to lure him back to you. "I'm sorry, let just forget-"

"No," Eddie pushed back gently. "Tell me what's wrong. I can tell you're... Just tell me." Eddie sighed softly. "Is it me? Something I'm doing?"

"No." You shook your head firmly. "No, it's n-not that. You're doing, like, really good." Eddie burned under your praise, chin ducking to his own chest, hidden by a waterfall of dark curls.

"I'm just- I forgot you were coming over." You admitted sheepishly, your heart lurching when Eddie's face fell, slowly sliding off your body to sit between your knees.

"Oh," Eddie muttered, hands covering his crotch lightly. Now didn't feel like the time to be sporting a semi. "I-I can leave. I'm sorry, I don't want you to feel like I'm in your way-"

"-No, Eddie, it's not that." You shook your head again, sitting up softly. "I want you here-I'm glad you are here. I just..." Eddie watched you, eyes scanning your features, like you were a puzzle he was determined to decipher.

"I didn't get to, like, prep the way I usually do when you come over." You muttered, looking down at your comforter. You couldn't meet his gaze, your own body burning with fiery embarrassment.

"What do you mean? I told you you didn't need to cook. I can order something if you're hungry, baby-"

"-No, not prep like that." You were frustrated with yourself, huffing lightly. "I-I just want you to know before we y'know. I-I didn't have time to shave."

You could barely meet Eddie's gaze, his bright, brown eyes still rounded and blinking. "And?" He pushed.

You frowned at him. "So, I didn't shave." You said again.

"Right." Eddie nodded.

A pause of uncomfortable silence that had you shifting lightly. "So I'm going to be hairy." You muttered. "A-And I didn't want you to go down there and be...shocked." Shocked was the one reaction you were hoping for, disgust was what you were expecting.

"Shocked by what?" Eddie's brows furrowed in confusion. You blistered in pure embarrassment. "The hair?"

"Eddie." You hissed lightly. "I'm sorry, I didn't know- Just don't go down on me, ok? I'm sorry, I shoulda shaved-"

"- Wait. That's it? Hair?" Eddie's brows raised. "Baby, I thought something was wrong."

You were unsure, shifting a little nervously. "I just, I didn't want you to get freaked out-"

"-By hair?" Eddie scoffed lightly. "You seen how much hair I have?" He grinned, shaking his curls for emphasis. "'M not worried about hair. Promise."

"You're not?" You squeaked, letting him crawl back between your legs, body pressed to yours, pinning you back to the soft comforter.

"By hair? Fuck no." Eddie snorted, rolling his eyes lightly. "Like it, baby, c'mon. Takes a lot more than some hair in my food to scare me away."

You burned again, this time with a rush of blushing excitement, lips pressing to yours hungrily, Eddie's fingers hooking to your jeans. Hot slow kisses down your neck, collarbones, all the way towards your bare core after he'd gotten your stripped. Face buried between your thighs while you tugged at his curls.

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Mafia!eddie, fluff, orange theory

tweaking this a little from a tiktok trend bc they're set in the early 90s.

"Babe," You hum, flipping through your latest issue of Cosmo.

Eddie hummed in response, lazily walking in from the kitchen, Zeus and Lucifer trailing him. "We only had peppermint. Is that ok? I still brought honey for you-" Eddie hands you the small cup and saucer, careful with the steaming cup.

"Thank you." You coo, pushing the coaster towards him. Lips brushing sweetly, his hands found your jaw, cradling your face into the kiss.

Eddie smirked, forehead pressing to yours sweetly before he stood. "Before you sit," You started, a little hesitant at the request. "Could-" Your eyes cut down to the magazine, there in bright orange, the little challenge. Fun and silly, ask your partner to bring you an orange, if he does- he likes you, but if it's peeled? He loves you.

Eddie blinked at you, brow lifting in question. "Um, could you bring me an orange?" You asked, shrinking into yourself. You really weren't sure why, why you were so nervous, it was silly. You knew Eddie loved you.

That was why he nodded, walking right back into the kitchen. You skimmed over the article again, eyes flicking back from the text to the kitchen at every small bustle and clank.

"Just one?" Eddie called, a little muffled from the wall.

"Yes!" You called. "Please!"

Eddie's heavy boots fell against the marble before he appeared, holding a small bowl of oranges- peeled, separated, placed in the bowl for you. Your heart swelled, positively giddy. He'd passed, he passed the test and he didn't even know it.

"Here you go." Eddie handed you the bowl sweetly, setting it beside your tea. "I didn't know if you wanted it for the juice or not, but there's some- what?" Eddie was cut short, pulled nearly on top of you on the couch.

Your lips catching his hungrily, cradling his head with your hands, pushing him closer and closer into you. A sloppy make out on the couch, Cosmo thrown on the floor, legs wrapped around Eddie's torso as the tea grew cold. He wasn't entirely sure why oranges made you so horny, but made sure to keep the kitchen stocked with them.

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Older Eddie, “baby,” fluff

"What're you doin' in here?" Eddie leaned against the doorway, hip pressed to the frame, arms crossed over his band tee, worn and faded from years of favored wear.

"Snooping." You grin, looking up at him.

Eddie snorted lightly, walking into the small room- a guest room he'd used as more of a storage space. "Yeah? Snooping for what? My deepest and darkest secrets? You already know them, bunny."

Your lips twisted, biting back a grin. "I was moving all my jackets out of the closet to the the hall one, and found all these photo albums." You tilt the small book towards Eddie. "Can't believe your hairs always been this big."

Eddie laughed, walking over to you, sinking onto the floor beside you with a small grunt. "Let me see." He squinted slightly. "Oh, yeah. That was right after Brielle was born. I almost cut it then."

"Yeah?"

"Oh, yeah." Eddie laughed. "Wayne kept telling me to cut it or keep it back, and I didn't believe him. Then she got about four months? And she yanked the shit out of my hair all the time."

"That sounds about right." You giggled. "Sounds like a very Brielle thing to do."

"Yeah," Eddie rolled his eyes playfully. "Nothing like being half awake checking on a baby and getting your hair ripped out. That'll wake you up really quick."

You grinned, finger tracing down the photograph beside it. A much younger Eddie, still with wild curls and bright eyes that made you melt, holding a tiny Brielle. His features younger, softer, fresh ink on his arms, cradling the small bundle in his arms, beaming with pride at the camera.

"Are you going to cut your hair when the baby is born?" You asked, your hand going to your stomach instinctively.

It had only been a few weeks since you and Eddie found out you were expecting. You hadn't told anyone, yet, planning a surprise for your parents, Wayne, Brielle, and Madeline over the holidays, when you were in your second trimester.

"Nah, it'll just fall out when they yank it now." Eddie smirked playfully. "Too old. Not as attached as it was in my twenties."

"Good." You hummed, reaching out to swipe a spare curl behind his ear. "Don't cut it. I like it long."

"Yeah? I do too." Eddie grinned. "Glad we're on the same page, bunny."

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I am craving an unworldly amount of fluff with cowboy eddie :( I need my big rough & tough man to be sweet on me

"Oh, don't gimme that look." Eddie cooed playfully, gloved hands resting on the worn leather of his work belt.

Your scowl deepened, a bristling huff of annoyance blowing from out of your nose. It reminded him of Medusa, when she was annoyed and frustrated with him.

"I have to finish this up, then I'll be done. I swear." Eddie lifted a gloved hand, the other still holding the rake buried into the hay.

"You said that an hour ago." You grumbled, rolling your eyes. "It's fine. We can just watch the movie another time. Clearly, you're busy." You huffed, tossing him an icy glare of disapproval.

"Hey, c'mon." Eddie sighed, stopping you with his own shoulder slumping huff. "I swear I'm almost done. Just gotta spread this hay and then I'll be done."

You still frowned, a little unconvinced, a little unsure. Eddie reached for the small stool in the corner, wiping the dust off and bringing it near you. "Here, sit with me f' a while. Keep me company."

Your lips curled, biting back a triumphant smile that threatened to spill, taking your seat proudly.

"What's this movie about again?" Eddie hummed, picking up his rake again to spread the hay, eyes cutting to you sweetly.

You knew he already knew, you'd told him when you stopped at Block Buster to rent it, practically bouncing on your toes that they had it. Still, you'd humor him. He was being sweet, nodding and humming when you recounted the plot again, your friend's own ratings, while he spread the hay quickly.

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Rockstar!eddie, sick, fluff

"Hey," Eddie whispered. Well, an attempt of a whisper, more of a hiss that carried into the dark room.

You cringed, the throbbing in your head roaring back to life, hammering away at your temples and sinuses.

"Babe," Eddie whispered again, the door groaning slightly when he pushed it open. "Are you good? Need anything?"

"'m fine, Ed." A congested mutter came from the covers you were wrapped up in.

"You sure? Need any water, or another blanket or something?" You knew he meant well. He really did. Never in your wildest dreams did you think that he would be this worried about you. One flu diagnoses and he was spiraling into a tizzy of nerves. Hovering over you like a worried mother hen.

Still, it was driving you fucking crazy.

"I'm fine, Ed." You groaned pitifully, throwing a hand over your eyes. "Please. Just... Let me sleep."

"Ok, alright, I got it." Eddie held his hands up in surrender. "I just... Just making sure you're good."

You didn't reply, huffing and snuggling deeper back into your pillows, eyes shutting again, pulled heavy with exhaustion. You were nearly asleep, almost drifting.

"Just let me know if you need anything. I'm just in the living room-"

"-Ed!"

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older dilf eddie, fluff, stars

"Kinda like it out here." You muttered, head tipped back into Eddie's shoulder.

Eddie hummed, turning his head to blow the smoke away from you. Free hand wrapped around your waist, rubbing your hip gently, the warmth of the night settled around the two of you. The cabin was nice, secluded away in the trees, close enough to the lake that you could watch the sunset glitter and gleam off the waves from the small porch swing.

A late birthday present for Eddie, a small getaway for the long weekend, just the two of you.

"'S pretty." Eddie nodded, squeezing your hip gently. "Quiet. I like it."

"I love it." You nodded, his feet rising and falling softly on the wooden floorboard, swaying the porch swing into a steady rhythm.

Your head tipped back, letting that comforting silence fall back between the two of you. The moon was bright, full tonight, no clouds blocking it- not out here. No, you could see every twinkling star, craters in the moon.

"Look." Eddie pointed, bumming his cigarette in the tray beside him. "You see that? To the left of the moon. Know what that is?"

You followed his finger, brows pulling in a furrowed concentration. "Is it Orion?"

"No," Eddie snorted lightly, looking down at you gently. "You never looked for constellations?"

"No." You shook your head. "I mean, we had to study them in tenth grade astronomy, but I never went out and looked for them."

"I'll show you." Eddie's chest grumbled, tickled the shell of your ear. "That's the Big Dipper. Easy to see out here, but see the handle?"

"Yeah." You smiled softly. You turned towards him, cheek pressed to his chest, lashes batting up at him. "How do you know that? You a star gazer?"

Eddie smirked. "Not exactly. I mean, I think it's cool, but- really I started doing it to pick up girls back in the day." Your shoulders shook in laughter, giggles cutting through the soft hum of the cicadas.

"What?" Eddie couldn't help the laugh that bubbled out- yours was infectious. "We didn't have the Snapchat and the MySpace to pull girls. Had to get creative."

"So you took them to look at the stars?" You giggled. "That was your move?"

"One of them, yeah." Eddie smirked, chin tipping down towards you. "I mean, I'd try anyways. Take them out and spread a blanket."

"And that worked?" You hummed in amusement, brow raising gently.

"I mean, sometimes, yeah." Eddie shrugged. "Probably would've worked better if I didn't take them to the graveyard, but it was the best place to see." He muttered, sending you into another fit of giggles, porch swing stuttering and shaking with your laughs.

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Mafia Eddie

Word is “gentle”

Smut

minors dni 18+

"Easy, easy, baby." Eddie's voice rasped, soft and husky, a gentle hand on your shoulders, squeezing lightly. "You don't have to rush. What're you in a hurry for?"

Your cheeks flushed, heat tingling and spreading down your neck. "Sorry." You muttered, looking down, away from his gaze. It could be so intense at times, made you feel so vulnerable, like he could see right through you.

"It's alright, sweetheart." Eddie purred, tone dropping in a soft coo that had your head swimming, dizzy with pure adoration. "Just take it slow, alright? No rush here." His hands moved over yours, guiding yours slowly, undoing his belt.

Your heart pounded, beating straight to your core. "We can go slow. Be gentle with me, alright? Wanna fuck you sweet."

Your mouth pooled with spit, biting back a shudder that tore through your body at his words. You'd hooked up before, always slow, always sweet. You thought Eddie might want a change, something rougher, faster- you didn't want him to get bored.

"Look at me." Eddie commanded lightly, your head tilting, looking at him through long lashes that drove him wild. "Can you do that f'me? Do it slow? Gentle?"

Your head nodded, tongue swelling dumbly in your mouth, catching your breath and words. "Let me hear you. Wanna hear you, honey." Eddie's thumb brushed over your cheek bone, tracing over your bottom lip. "Can you do that? Be gentle?"

"Yes." You squeaked, thighs rubbing and pressing together. "I-I can be gentle."

"I know you can." Eddie beamed, lips curling in a small smile that had you flooded with heat, warm praise. His hand reached into his boxers, pulling out his length, pumping it a few times in front of you.

His ego swelled, watching the way your eyes dropped, tongue running over your bottom lip at the sight.

"Go ahead." Eddie nodded when your eyes rounded back to him. "Go slow. Take your time. Got all night, baby." He sighed, relaxing into the couch when your hands pumped him, pressing soft kisses along his shaft.

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Oooh! I would love one with either domEddie or olderDilf Eddie finding his S/O on the couch in just a thong and a tank top, maybe after a shower or during a warm day and him just going over, pulling the thong to the side and railing her on the couch

I feel like this is dom!eddie but... idk I just love the thought of dilf!eddie doing it so I think I'm gonna do it with him lol. minors dni smut ahead.

"What d'ya think you're doin' to me, baby?" Eddie grunted, a labored breath passing between hard strokes of his hips hitting your ass. "Wearing that? Oh, you don't even know what you're doing t'me, do you?"

You whimpered in response, clawing the the cushion of the couch, every deep stroke of his cock, eyes rolling when his bulbous head jabbed that sweet spot inside of you.

Truthfully, you hadn't planned for this to turn Eddie on the way it did. In reality, you were hot. There was a heat wave in Hawkins, and even the air conditioning didn't help from the cruel heat of the sun. You'd been in shorts initially, but even the cotton was too sweltering for you. So you shimmied them off, pulling the fan in front of the couch, sprawling out in a desperate attempt to keep you cool.

Eddie came home from work, exhausted and quite frizzy. Even with his hair pulled back in a low bun, it was still wild and matted from the humidity of the day. All he wanted was to take a long, cold shower. Revive himself from the day.

Until he saw you.

Sprawled on the couch in the tiniest tank top and even tinier little lacy thong that barely covered your slit. He was drooling at the sight of you, dropping his lunch pail on the ground.

"Hi, baby." You muttered from the couch, scrolling on your phone. "Have a good day? You weren't in the shop today were you? Not in this heat, righ-"

Eddie had both ankles in each of his hands, pulling you backwards until you were over the arm of the couch. "Ed!" You gasped, trying to turn to look at him. You gawked at him, laughing gently at his wide eyed expression. "Are you ok? Were you out in the heat too long or what is going on?"

Eddie didn't reply, that dark look in his eyes, pupils blown and tongue running over his bottom lip- you knew what had him worked up.

And that's how you ended up over the couch, clinging to cushions while he railed you. Sweat dripping down his chest, forming on the small of your back. The tank top shoved up far enough for him to grab your hips, anchor himself so he could keep those powerful thrusts. Thong pulled to the side just enough for his own cock to slip in. Every roll and snap of his hips had your eyes squeezing shut, pressing your face into the cushions to muffle your own filthy screams.

"You just looked so pretty, bunny. Couldn't help myself." Eddie gritted, hand reaching down to fist at your ponytail, pulling you up gently. He wanted to hear what he was doing to you. "Look so good sitting there."

"Ed, I-" You gasped, nails curling into the cushion, breath hitching at his thrust. "I'm gonna..."

Eddie grinned, feeling you clamp around him, flexing your toes on the carpet in front of him. Eddie grunted, pushing himself over your back. Damn the heat, he knew your skin would be chaffed with how he was rutting into you, but he was so close. Spilling his own hot release into you, shuddered hot breaths in your ear that left you shivering.

Moments later, Eddie was collapsed on the couch, legs spread and cigarette hanging out of his lips. You'd cracked a window, just enough to let the hot, sticky air out that the two of you had created. The fan blew on the two of you, a much needed cool down.

"This is so much better than what I planned to do when I got home." Eddie grinned, exhaling the smoke away from you. "Was just gonna take a shower, but that... You gotta start wearing that more often when I come home."

You blushed, rolling your eyes lightly. "You still need that shower." You looked at his frizzed, messy hair. "So do I." You could feel his release still sticky and coating your inner thighs.

Eddie grinned wickedly. "Round two? Already? You're spoiling me, bunny."

You scoffed, shoving him lightly when you stood. "Please. If you can get it up." You grinned wickedly, squealing when he grabbed at you.

Eddie had you pressed against the tiles of the shower moments later, the cool spray on your skin while his hips rolled into yours.

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omg theres too many words

rockstar eddie, fluff, ceremony (of your choice!)

The camera moved closer and closer into your peripheral, zoning in and rolling as each of the nominees names were called. You'd been here before, a million times, really. Still, your nerves were heightened with every swoop of the camera towards you, every joke any of the announcers would make about you and Eddie, about the bombshell relationship the two of you had just announced.

It was shocking even here, you sitting next to Eddie with the rest of his band, a dazzling engagement ring that you were sure they'd shown a million times to the viewers at home. Proof that this was real.

Corroded Coffin was up for a Grammy. Not their first, but in a higher category that might actually secure them a win. Rock Album of the Year, Rock Song of the Year, and Best Music Video.

When they'd called his name, Eddie had grinned, hand squeezing yours sweetly under the table.

"And the Grammy goes to..." A dramatic opening of the envelope, the camera still glue to your side. Why they were including you in the shot, you weren't sure, but you were sure it was hopeful for a reaction from Eddie.

"...Corroded Coffin!"

Gareth's howl in surprise had your ears ringing, the deafening sound of applause surrounding you. Eddie beamed, hand cradling your jaw, pulling you in for a sloppy smooch right in front of the cameras. Your lipstick smudged around his wide grin as they made their way up the stairs.

You beamed, clapping alongside with the audience, the camera still glued to you. Eddie pointed at you from the stage, cradling the golden trophy with pride. You beamed under his gaze.

Jeff stood, the nominated spokesperson for the awards, the least likely to say something that would get them banned from returning to the award ceremony in the future. He finished, the applause starting again, before Eddie shimmied his way forward.

You paused, you and Gareth sharing a momentary paused, blank stare of anticipation at what he might do. Eddie grinned, leaning down onto the mic.

"I wanna say one thing- don't you dare fuckin' play me off." Eddie pointed threateningly to the orchestra off stage. The room erupted in laughter, some forced, some genuine at the unpredictable rockstar.

"I just wanna say one thing, and I'll make it really quick, but," Eddie turned towards you, pointing in your direction. "This woman right here, I have to thank. I have to thank you for loving me, and lettin' me love you, and for makin' me a better person every single day. I love you so much." He grinned, lopsided and lovingly.

You burned under the praise, fingers pressed to your lips to hide your own smile, watery with emotion. "And of course, thank you for inspiring half these songs." Eddie tossed you a wink that had the crowd roaring in laughter, applauding. "I love you, thank you." He nodded, lifting the Grammy.

Eddie took a pivoting step back, before circling back, leaning over the mic again. "Alright, you can play now." He nodded towards the orchestra, following the others down the stairs off stage.

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mafia!eddie

hurt

angst

i love your writing honey💗

tw talks about a pet being hurt. nothing graphic or severe and ends well ofc but i want to add that just in case!

"He's gonna be alright." Eddie whispers into the dark room. The light from the hallway pouring in, illuminating his frame.

Your eyes are raw, chest hiccuping with tears that seemed never ending, clutching Diablo close to you, nose buried in his fur.

It happened so quick, so fucking quick. You and Eddie in town, the boys with you, all on their leashes. You'd been talking, aimlessly window shopping with Eddie. You didn't see it, the shattered glass on the sidewalk.

Lucifer was leading the pack, he always was, ears perched and on alert. A yelp of alarm had you and Eddie both jumping, Eddie drawing the glock from his hip, pushing you behind him protectively.

Lucifer's yelp turned into a hum of whimpers, paw lifted, limping and raising frantically, a trail of blood pooling out. Your gasp had Eddie and the rest of the boys on edge, a cold prick of panic coursing through Eddie's veins.

He hissed at the other boys to stand back, scooping Lucifer up, all of you jogging to the car, tearing away to the vet.

They put Lucifer under, removing all the glass, stitching him up swiftly. You were nearly inconsolable, sobbing into Eddie's shoulder at the vet, the vet tech and vet sweating nervously when they'd give you both an update.

They'd let him wake up, put him in a cone, wrapped his paw in a cast, and sent you home with antibiotics.

"He might be uncomfortable for the next few days. A little sore from the stitches and how deep it cut into the tissue." You had wailed when the vet told you that. Eddie considered killing him for upsetting you.

Lucifer had to sleep in his cage, to keep the other dogs from licking his wound, messing with his stitches. He had whined once when Eddie was putting him in, and another wave of tears washed over you.

"He's already asleep, baby. They gave him medicine so he'll just rest." Eddie cooed gently, turning on the light, your watery eyes shining back at him.

"I know," Your breath stuttered in your chest, the three dogs in your bed sticking their noses in your face in alert. "I just- I don't like that he got hurt, and-and he was bleeding."

"I know." Eddie hummed sweetly, stepping towards you. "I didn't either. I just saw blood. I thought he'd been-" Eddie stopped himself from finishing his sentence, your wide eyed scared look making him pause.

"But he's alright, baby. The vet's gonna come check him every day until he feels better, alright? I'll make sure of it." Eddie was one step ahead, always. He knew you'd worry that he was hurt, that it was infected, anything, so he had Gareth ask the vet to come. They were more than happy to help out.

"I wish he could sleep in here." You pouted, lip trembling. "He's down there all alone." Your voice squeaked, throat closing with tears that had Eddie cringing.

Eddie sighed heavily, opening the door back. "Hades." He commanded, the dog springing to his feet. "Here. Come on."

When Eddie returned, you were still sniffling, but no sign of tears- thankfully. "Hades is down there with him."

That seemed to satisfy you. "You put their blankets on them?"

"Yes, baby." Eddie bit back a smile, unfastening his watch, slinging it in his jewelry box.

A pause.

"And their toys? The stuffed animals. Lucifer has to have the lion, and Hades has the bat-"

"-I got it." Eddie looked at you through the mirror. "They'll be alright. Ok? Don't worry. Let me take care of it. I'll make sure they're alright."

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i need some modern eddie fluff. i love to see mean girl babied

"Whooo's that wonderful girl?"

You groaned, shoving your face further into the pillow, hoping to hide your smile before Eddie saw it. It had been weeks, weeks, and Eddie continued to torment you with the same TikTok song. Over and over, every time you woke up, turned a corner, came into his sight. It was hell- damn him for making it so adorable.

"Could she be any cuterrrr?"

"Eddie, please," You muttered into the pillow. "Please not this. Not today."

That only seemed to ignite his fire, egg him on even more. A giggle slipping through his words, continuing his serenade. "Whoooo's that wonderful girl? Oh, look," You felt the bed dip next to you, Eddie practically sitting on your hip.

You peeked out from the pillow, his grin beaming so bright, it rivaled the sunlight that poured through the slits in the blinds. "Don't." You grunted into the pillow.

Eddie's dimples creased, deeper and deeper, a dopey grin that had your heart fluttering, lips curling. "Here comes-"

"-Ed!-"

"-A suitooorrrrr!" Eddie cackled to himself, proud of how pouty you got, an exageratted eye roll of annoyance that had his chest bursting, spilling over the seams with warmth.

"So annoying." You muttered, turning your head away, back into the pillow. "When are you going to let that song rest? Please, I can't stand it anymore."

"Well, your suitor brought you coffee." Eddie grinned, setting your cup on your bed side table, smirking at how you turned, a sudden perk up. "Used the dark blend you like too." He sounded proud of himself.

You turned, a soft smile that told him you were pleased, spine straightening with excitement, perking up when you reached out for him. Eddie scrambled to set his cup next to yours, letting you pull his body so he was settled on top of you.

Your lips soft on his cheek, nose nuzzling the soft stubble there. Eddie buried his nose in your neck, inhaling your scent deeply, still so warm from sleep. Kissing at your neck, your jaw, below your ear so you'd shriek and squirm beneath him, a spiel of giggles that had him feeling like he was on clouds.

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Hmmm maybe cowboy Ed, peaches, and smut…

slight smut 18+

"Mm, hey, baby," Eddie called, kicking off the dirt on his boots, hanging out the porch door.

"Yeah?" You hummed back in response, unlatching the window, pushing it open wide.

"Where'd you get these?" Eddie stepped in, waving the half eaten peach in his hand. "At the Farmer's Market? Or did the Leroy's give us these?"

You turned slightly, a double take of a glance, your response stuttering in your mouth. "Uh, the farmer's market last week." You swallowed the spit pooling in your mouth, nails digging into the kitchen counter. "Why? Do you like them?"

Eddie took another bite, nodding. "These are so fuckin' good, baby." He wiped the trail of juice that trickled down his chin with the pad of his thumb, sucking the tip of the digit gently. Your body burst in a fever of heat, waves of rushing need from head to toe. It was so simple, so nonchalant- why did it do this to you?

"Surprised they're in season, but they're so good." Eddie nodded, still unaware of the way he was flustering you.

"Yeah?" You squeaked, shifting on your feet, thighs pressing together.

"Mm," Eddie nodded, taking another bite. "Juicy as hell too, I was surprised." He met your gaze, rounded eyes, still and careful. His brows creasing slightly, holding the peach out to you. "You want a taste?"

You nodded, carefully walking over to him, soft footsteps. Eddie cradled the peach out to you, letting you take a bite. Your eyes on him as you did, feeling the juice trickle down Eddie's palm.

"Good isn't it?" Eddie's eyes lit up. "Gotta get more of these. Think I could make that cobbler with- What are you doin'?" Eddie's voice cracked, hand pulling back in surprise.

Your lips wrapped around his thumb, licking up the trail of juice, eyes rounded sweetly to his as you did. "Baby-" Eddie sputtered, shocked by your sudden change.

"-These are really juicy." You hummed in response, eyes batting at him seductively. "Really good."

Eddie's lips curled in a smirk, shaking his head. "You're... Wow." He laughed lightly.

You dropped to your knees, eyes still on his, hands fumbling at the belt. Eddie sucked in a breath, leaning against the kitchen table, pitching the half-eaten peach to the side while your tongue swirled around the tip of his cock.

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Okay switching it up

Rockstar Eddie, Fluff, Birthday

Maybe one of the kids

"Look who it is," You cooed, bouncing Persephone on your hip. "Who is that? Who is it, Sephy?"

Eddie grinned, reaching out for the baby, not nearly as tiny as she was when you'd first brought her home. That felt like a week ago and a life time all at once, but still, she shouldn't be this big. You both agreed on that; no way she was one already.

"Is that my birthday girl? My little birthday baby?" Eddie's own voice dropped to a coo he'd inherited with fatherhood, even letting it slip in public, uncaring of the snickers that his friends would give.

Sephy shrieked with glee, little legs kicking, grabbing at Eddie's hair, a fast swipe that he managed to dodge this time. "I can't believe it's her birthday." Eddie tilted his head, bouncing Sephy gently to make her giggle and gurgle.

"I know." You hummed, head lolling against his arm, giving Persephone your finger to wave around, try to gnaw on. "I can't believe it."

"Me either." Eddie swayed gently, lips downturned in a sort of resting pout. You wanted to tease him, poke fun at him like he used to you, but you couldn't bring yourself to. Your heart swelled at the sight, arms wrapping around his waist, hugging him tightly.

"She's one." Eddie sighed, pressing his nose to Sephy's so she gurgle in laughter. "You're fucking one."

"Eddie," You hissed, eyes cutting to his in warning. "Watch your mouth. She's catching on to words."

Eddie grinned, a smirk that had your tummy flipping with heat. "Ooh, Mama got mad, didn't she, Seph?" He cooed. "She's gonna wash Daddy's mouth out. I better be careful."

You rolled your eyes. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" You scoffed, turning away towards Persephone's closet, squealing when Eddie slapped your ass playfully.

You turned, glaring at him playfully. Persephone took the distracted opportunity to successfully grab onto Eddie's curls, yanking them furiously. He hissed, head moving with the baby's grasp, while you laughed.

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live for angst 🥊

boxer!Eddie, substance, angst

(could be him or reader..)

"Are you out of your fucking mind?"

Eddie's shoulders tensed, the shrill in your tone pulling a ragged huff of a breath from him. "What? What now?" Eddie grumbled, packing his practice duffle, not bothering to turn. What this time? The toilet seat? The hamper? What he was wearing?

Your lack of a reply had his brows furrowing, chin hooking over his shoulder. You were still there, clutching something that had Eddie doing a double take.

"The fuck-"

"-What the fuck is the matter with you?" You beat him to it, nails digging into the baggie.

"What- Where did you find that?" Eddie growled, stomping towards you. "You goin' through my shit?"

"I was putting your socks up, since you can't." You sneered. "So what? You're just gonna piss all this away? Gonna fuck this up too?"

"Give me that." Eddie growled, tone dropping to a dangerous octave. You didn't flinch.

"Steroids?" You scoffed, eyes rolling in disgust over to the bag. "You're going to cheat now?"

"I-I'm not-" Eddie stammered, heart beating furiously. "I didn't use it yet-"

"-Yet?" You shrilled. "Yet? Yet?"

"Yeah, yet." Eddie snapped, reaching to snatch the baggie, you dodged his hand expertly. "Give me my shit back-"

"-You do realize they're testing for this now, right?" You snapped, eyes narrowing at him. "This is considered a substance now. You are fucking aware of that? Or have you finally taken too many hits to the head-"

"-Watch it-"

"-Maybe this is too much for you to handle." You scoffed. "You finally get a real title, and can't handle it? Have to fuck it all up! Piss it all away!"

Eddie's hand swiped, quick and undetected, hand gripping yours that held the bag. You yanked at his grip, his hand tightening enough to still you. "Let go of me-"

"-No." Eddie shook his head. "No, you're not gonna talk to me like this. Say all that mean shit-"

"-Tell you the truth?" You sneered, nearly nose to nose with each other. "Sorry no one else wants to be real with you. No one else cares about you the way I do, Eddie, and I'm not letting you fuck this all up over one moment of stupidity."

Eddie paused, his face hard but grip loosening. "I didn't- I didn't use anything. I just... I don't know." His face faltered for a moment. "I just- I felt like maybe-"

"-You don't need it." You shook your head. "You've never needed it before, and you definitely don't need it now." Your voice still held a fury to it, softer around the edges, melting Eddie's heart into yours.

"You're good without it." Your octave dropped, still holding his gaze in yours. "Great without it. Don't..." Your body shook, quivered with a breath you didn't know you were holding. "Don't ruin this. You've worked hard for this. Don't be stupid."

Eddie nodded, swallowing around the lump in his throat, nose burning with emotions. "I won't." He rasped, letting his hand fall from yours, sliding over your hip, squeezing it lightly. "I won't."

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Hockey!Eddie, books, fluff

"Holy fuck," Eddie gawked.

"Shh." You hissed, cheeks flooding with heat, looking around carefully. "Be quiet, Ed, we're in a library."

"Sorry," Eddie nodded to the elderly woman at the desk. "Thought this was a book store?"

"It is." Your hand found his, intertwining your fingers together, Eddie's heart soared. "But you still have to be quiet. Can't scream fuck as soon as we walk in. Gonna get us kicked out."

"Sorry, babe." Eddie grinned, lopsided and silly, curls poking out from under his beanie. He looked so adorable, so angelic, how could you stay mad?

"What're you looking for again?" Eddie muttered, head tilted back, taking in the aisles and aisles of book, stacked to the ceiling. He'd never seen so many fuckin' books before, didn't know there was even this many.

A game in New York brought you both here, an out of towner that Eddie begged you to come to. A by-week after this one, so he'd turned it into a mini-vacation for the two of you. Settled you up at the Plaza, and you still weren't sure how he'd pulled that but it was magical, exploring the city together.

"I don't know." You admitted. "I was talking to this couple at your game, and they gave me some recommendations to go to. This was one of them." You hummed, pulling him towards the stairs.

"Well, whatever you want, I'll get it for you." Eddie grinned, chest boasting proudly.

"Whatever I want?"

"Yeah." He nodded, eyes shining brightly. "Won my game, baby. Got an extension on my contract. Whatever you want."

"Hm," You grinned. "Even a first edition?"

Eddie shrugged. "If that's what you want." He squeezed your hand lightly. "I'll make it happen."

You had to fight the urge pulling him into a row of books, pushing him up against the shelf and having yourself a sloppy make out right then and there. Instead, your arms looped around his waist, climbing up the stairs with him to the next level.

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Wisky, angst, mafia!eddie

Go crazy😎

"Where have you been?"

Eddie heard you before he saw you, sitting in the living room, arms crossed over your chest. The dogs around you, lying by your feet where they stayed when Eddie walked in, though their ears raised.

Eddie stumbled, losing his footing for a moment, slinging his jacket on to the back of the couch. "Went out." He muttered.

Your nose turned, burned with the pungent smell of cigarette smoke and whiskey. "Went out? Where?" You scoffed. Lucifer sensed your hostility, your upset, rising to his feet, attention at you.

"I just went out." Eddie huffed, voice raspy. "You need to know my every move now?"

"Oh? Like how you need to know mine?" You shot back, teeth gritting furiously. Eddie rolled his eyes, ringed hand grappling at the back of the couch to steady himself, wiggling off his shoes.

"What if I just went out randomly? No warning? Just left?" You pressed, standing from the chair, the dogs following you.

"I gave you a warning." Eddie mumbled, though he still wouldn't look at you, teeth clenched furiously, clearly still upset from the fight earlier. "You didn't get my note?"

You scoffed loudly, jaw clenching. "Really? Is this how you're going to act when we fight? Go out and get drunk and act like this?" You flung your arm out at him.

Eddie's eyes finally met yours, bloodshot and hazy, still cold. "I just went out so you could calm down-"

"-So I could calm down?" Your voice raised, the dogs growling in warning, ready to attack at your first signal.

"Yeah, so you could calm down." Eddie snapped, voice teetering on that defensive edge that had your skin crawling with fury. "Needed the space."

"Oh?" Your brows raised. "Space? You need space?"

Eddie cringed, his buzz dwindling away with every sneering snap of your tone. "I'll give you space." You huff, grabbing the blanket out of the basket, hurdling it towards him. "You sleep down here. Take all the fuckin' space you need."

You stomped furiously towards the stairs, loud stomps that had Eddie's head pounding, temples throbbing. "Sleep down here?" He muttered, falling onto the couch. "This is my house!"

You halted, dogs skittering to a stop behind you, looking over the railing with a furiously challenging glare that had him fighting back a shudder. "Oh? Your house?" You challenged in the coldest tone Eddie thought he'd ever heard. "Ok, I'll go pack my things then. I'll get out of your house then."

"No." Eddie barked, voice booming off the high ceilings of the room. "Don't you fuckin' dare. Don't-Don't even think about it."

Your eyes narrowed at him, lips pressing into a line. "That's what I thought." You sneered, continuing your stomp up the stairs, a slamming of a door that had Eddie cringing, slumping onto the couch in defeat, room spinning so quickly he was sure he was going to be sick.