how about a eddie x reader where reader is a cheerleader and she’s been wanting to join hellfire and so she asks eddie and he thinks it’s some joke or bet the jocks put her up to so he’s rlly mean to her and rejects her and then he finds out and it’s fluff!! thank u sososo much
— thank u sososo much for requesting this it’s such a cute idea i loved writing it <33 i hope u guys enjoy it. ily sososo much mwah! ( creds to the original gif owners idk their @ cuz i got this off of pinterest!)
“ just go ask him y/n it’s really not that big of a deal.” chrissy says watching you stare at the hellfire club for the 30th time today. it was quite tiring for her actually, watching her best friend stare at her crush 24/7. she hears you groan, it’s just not that easy. “ chrissy i can’t just- i’m..ugh” you groan covering your face with your hands.
chrissy nudges you with her elbow, “ come on y/n they’d be lucky to have you in hellfire!” chrissy cheers in attempts to cheer you up. you let go of your face and sigh, “ chrissy i don’t know crap about the game!” you whine pouting, “ because you refuse to ask the ‘professionals’ for help y/n.” chrissy mumbles shrugging, you roll your eyes.
looking down at your tray of yucky and mushy school food you silently gag. “ chrissy it’s fine it’s not a big deal.” you pick up the plastic fork and start moving the mashed potatoes around. chrissy sighs looking at you, your looking at the hellfire club. but your attention is directed towards a specific member, eddie munson.
“ if you don’t go ask him i will-“ chrissy stands up pushing her chair back, your eyes widen. you drop the fork turning around hurriedly. shaking your head you stand up, “ no no chrissy i- you know what i’ll go.” you say zipping up your cheer jacket. chrissy smiles sitting back down in her chair. you sigh wiping your sweaty palms against your skirt, “ it’s fine y/n it’s fine.” you mumble putting on a smile. you start walking towards the hellfire club table.
eddie is sitting up on the chair with his feet on it, in a squat. his head buried in a magazine. he’s wearing his hellfire shirt. black ripped jeans. with his jean jacket. the black handkerchief hanging off the back pocket of his jeans. it’s what he wears everyday yet whenever you see him wearing them it makes you feel warm. it’s his signature look, nobody else would ever look as good in them as eddie does.
your heart starts racing. your palms are sweaty. your heart is in your throat. you gulp stopping near eddie.
“ eddie?” you ask softly fiddling with the hem of your skirt. he doesn’t turn to look at you, his head still buried in the magazine. he doesn’t even put it down on the table, he’s just not..interested?
“ yes?” he answers flipping to the next page of the magazine. everyone sitting in the table is looking at you then back at eddie, gareth is raising an eyebrow while looking at you. your eyes awkwardly move to gareth’s, you awkwardly smile. he crosses his hands, you drop the smile nodding. you press your lips directing your attention back to eddie, you rub the back of your neck.
“ i was wondering if i..” you trail off gulping, he isn’t even looking at you. he doesn’t even seem interested in what you have to say. but that’s not gonna crush the little confidence you have, you just walked from the jocks table to the ‘freaks’ table. it’s the first time you did that without turning around and pussy-ing out. that’s an accomplishment. but now that your here, standing next to eddie munson your mind is blank. the little introduction you practiced earlier today is gone now. you can’t remember a single thing.
eddie sighs putting the magazine down. he leans back in the plastic chair, still not looking at you. “ what could mrs.l/n want with the ‘freaks’ huh?” and he finally looks at you.
gosh he’s so beautiful. the light coming from the large cafeteria windows makes him look ethereal and almost unreal. his pretty big puppy eyes. his lips look so pretty, so so so friggin pretty. his curly hair clearly uncombed makes him look adorable. it’s all messy and frizzy. you shake your head smiling.
“ i want to..i want to join hellfire.” you say letting go of your skirt, you shove your hands in the pocket of your white jacket.
a couple of gasps are let out and some giggles.
eddie looks down at the dnd magazine he was holding not too long ago. he let out a dry chuckle shaking his head. he looks up at his club members, he smiles. “ whaddya think boys? should we let y/n l/n-“ eddie stands up jumping on the lunch table.
you take a few steps back gulping.
“ hawkins golden girl!” he shouts looking around the cafeteria gaining peoples attention. he takes a few steps forward crossing his hands while laughing. “ fool us..” he turns around looking at you. “ into thinking she wants to join hellfire?”
you shake your head waving your hands dramatically. “ no. no that’s not-“ he cuts you off.
“ i’m so sorry for uh ending this stupid little bet so quickly-“ he jumps off the table walking up to you. you take a few steps back, shifting glances between eddie and the rest of the cafeteria. people are looking at you and laughing. you look back at eddie. your breathing starts to quicken.
“ but how about you run back to your stupid little jock boyfriend and friends instead of making a complete fool of yourself okay princess?” he says in a sharp tone patting your shoulder in a ‘comforting’ manner. his expression is dull. do you really think he’s gonna fall for such a stupid joke? do you really think he’s that stupid? well sorry to burst your bubble, he’s not.
you freeze for a moment. water collect at the bottom of your eyelid. your lower lip begins to tremble. a short intake of breaths follows your trembling lips. tears collect in your eyelashes making your vision blurry. your cheeks start to heat up. your fingers start to tremble a bit. why is he doing this? why couldn’t he just have said no? why did he have to go out of his way and make a total foolery of you.
“ did you have to be that honest?” your voice wobbles, the words getting quieter and quieter at the end of the sentence. it’s hard to control the pitch of your voice. tears roll down your warm cheeks. you quickly wipe them with the sleeve of your jacket.
“ did you really think i’d fall for that act? cute.” he mumbles looking down at you with a smirk.
you turn around running out of the cafeteria
chrissy stands up her eyes following your crying figure. she turns around to follow you but stops, you’d wanna be alone right now. she should leave you alone..right? she gulps turning back around to look at eddie who’s high fiving gareth. the bell rings, chrissy sighs sitting back in her seat.
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“ was that funny?” chrissy says crossing her hands looking at eddie, who’s leaning on his locker talking to jeff.
eddie scoffs poking his inner cheek with his tongue. “ was trying to make a fool out of hellfire funny?” he snaps back shoving his hands in his pocket. “ y/n wasn’t trying to make a fool out of you!”
“ yeah sure.” eddie laughs nudging jeff with his elbow, chrissy groans. “ y/n is serious about hellfire! it’s all she’s been talking about for the past three months. she even bought books and posters eddie.”
eddie stops laughing. his smile drops, “ what?”
“ oh god eddie..” chrissy groans covering her face. “ wait wait! so your telling me, y/n l/n. hawkins head cheerleader wants to join hellfire club and play with us freaks. and i just made a total fool of her?” eddie says looking at chrissy desperately. there’s no way that’s true. he just possibly ruined his chance with you. his only chance with you? because he thought you would be like the others? he just judged you..eddie munson judged someone and embarrassed them.
“ oh god no..” he mumbles rubbing his face. he closes his eyes taking a quick deep breath in, “ where? where is she?” he asks opening his eyes looking at chrissy.
chrissy can see how desperate he is, it’s in his eyes. she can see the guilt and shame in them. his cheeks are a slight shade of red and so are his ears. he’s embarrassed. embarrassed at how he treated you. he shouldn’t have treated you like that, no one should treat anyone like that. no one should treat you like that. he’s always the one treated like that, but now he’s the one doing it. his heart is racing. he can feel the guilt riding up to his throat making him want to choke. his chest feels warm, the embarrassment spreading throughout his body.
“ i-i don’t know?! she goes to the forest a lot when she feels stressed or upset-“ before chrissy could even finish her sentence eddie’s body starts moving right away. it’s like he had absolutely zero control in his body, it’s moving by itself almost. he shoves past people earning a bunch of ‘what the fucks?’
he runs through the forest looking around trying to spot you. but he can’t. all he can see is green on green on green. he pushes a tree branch out of the way, he stops running. grabbing onto a tree he crouches down. trying to catch his breath with his eyes close.
his eyes shoot open, he turns around and spots a picnic table. your sitting down on the bench, your back is facing him. but he still knows it’s you. he lets out a deep breath he didn’t even know he was holding, relief washes over him. he smiles walking towards you.
he sees a dnd board on the table, a starter guide next to it. his heart aches. his stomach hurts. his palms start sweating. he bites his lower lip. “ mind if i join?” he blurts out. you turn around.
your eyes are bloodshot. your cheeks are red. the tip of your nose is also red. your lips are swollen. your cheeks are wet.
eddie pouts. you look so sad..and so pretty? he caused this. he’s the reason why your crying. this is all his fault. but why does he feel warm a when he sees you. he shouldn’t. he should start apologising on his knees but he can’t stop looking at you. you just look so pretty. so damn pretty. the prettiest thing in the world. even when your crying you look pretty. no wonder why your hawkins golden girl. your literally the most beautiful girl eddie has ever seen. and to think that such a beautiful thing could wants to hangout with eddie? there’s just no way.
he sits across from you. “ this piece goes over here.” he grabs the dragon figure placing it on the board. “ thanks..” you mumble scratching the bridge of your nose. eddie looks at you, “ i’m sorry about what i said and did. i shouldn’t have said any of that and it was so so stupid of me-“
“ it’s fine.”
“ it’s not fine y/n. i’m just- i’m so sorry. someone like me shouldn’t be judging and mocking someone. i’ve always been the one getting judged but now i’m the one doing the judging and i know what it feels like to be made fun of and i can’t explain how badly i want to take it all back.” he says toying with his rings unable to make eye contact with you.
“ i thought..i thought they sent you to my table to mock us and make fun of us and i just- i didn’t want the younger kids to go through that. but still i shouldn’t have reacted like that, i totally over reacted to impress the younger kids.” his voice gets quieter at the end, is it shame or guilt? it’s both. 100% both. he’s unable to make eye contact with you. he’s fidgeting with his rings. he’s nibbling on his lower lip.
“ it’s okay eddie.” you mumble glaring at him. “ it’s not y/n-“ he looks at you. “ it’s not okay y/n it shouldn’t be okay i totally embarrassed you i made you cry y/n.” he grinds his teeth closing his eyes. he hates himself. he hates himself so much for what he did to you. why did you forgive him so quickly? why do you have to be so nice? why can’t you shout and yell at him? why are you so pretty? for fuck sake.
“ i get it eddie it’s fine. i would react the same way if i was always getting made fun of everyday for not ‘fitting’ in.”
“ but still i made you cry-“ you cut him off.
“ it’s okay eddie. i’m not crying anymore.” you mumble wiping your cheeks, “ I’ll- I’ll forgive you if you teach me how to play dungeons and dragons properly.” you tuck your hair behind your ear glancing at eddie. he glares at you. he can look at you for hours, days, months, years. it’s funny how not even 2 hours ago he was making fun of you now he’s admiring you.
to be honest, eddie has been admiring you for months. he knows you bike to school every morning with a mouth full of toast. he knows you like wearing green and black headbands. he knows you cover your mouth when you smile or laugh. he knows you scrunch your nose whenever jason walks by. he knows you roll your eyes whenever jason interrupts you and chrissy’s conversations. but how come he didn’t see you reading about dnd? is it because he was always too busy staring at your face? it is. it’s 100% the reason why.
eddie nods smiling. “ i’ll teach you all about dungeons and dragons y/n l/n.” he reaches his hand out. you look down at his hand and smile, you shake his hand. “ but you can’t be better then me.” he whispers. “ no promises eddie munson.” you whisper back smiling.
summary eddie gets very, very good at fucking you the way you like it [5.1k]
warnings smut, 18+ please no minors, fem!reader, p in v sex, oral both receiving, praise kink, best friend!eddie, best friends with benefits, eddie pining for r, mutual pining, giggly sex, a part 2 to this but u dont have to read it lol
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“Bye, kids!” Eddie’s uncle calls, swiftly followed by the sound of the door shutting. The night shift begins.
You shout, “Bye, Mr. Munson!”
Eddie can see from the way your back is a little straighter that you’re waiting to see if he’s making a move tonight. The brilliant thing about being your friend is that Eddie’s content to spend time with you doing anything, not just fucking – a newer extension of your friendship, a good one – but still. Two young adults, a lot of hormones, and a natural chemistry? It’s kind of hard to resist it anytime you’re alone.
You sit further down the bed, the sheets pulled over your legs. The summer heat has finally broken into a cooling fall. Almost two months of lazy, hot sex later and Eddie’s working out everything that you like. One example, you like to be dragged around. Never cruel, but dragged the same, Eddie hooks his hands under your arms without saying anything and pulls you into the space between his legs, your back to his chest.
“C'mere,” he says, like he hasn’t manhandled you exactly where he wants you to be.
You drop your head back onto his shoulder and it’s like an electric shock, your easy smile, your wide eyes. “All of ten seconds. You don’t have much patience.”
“I’ll show you patience,” he says, quick to dive into the juncture of your neck.
He doesn’t bother with chaste kisses, lips parted and teeth scratching against delicate skin as he mouths into the spot he knows you like most. You hiss, “Fuck, Eddie,” almost scolding to his everlasting amusement, grabbing for his hands where they’ve stayed wrapped around your abdomen.
“You want to?” he asks between scraping kisses.
Your hand tightens around his as he starts to suck, intending on marking you up, something pretty to look at while he fucks you later, he reasons. Anything to not be staring at your mouth.
It had been one hell of a day and it was only lunchtime. During first period, Jason Carver had gone to extreme lengths to pass a note across the room to Y/n L/n. It read something along the lines of ‘meet me by the lockers after class.”
In response to reading the note, Y/n turned her head to look over her shoulder. She immediately spotted were the basketball jock was seated near the back of the class. He sent her a sly smile and a wink.
Summary: You and Eddie share an intimate moment on a Saturday night.
Requested by anon:Heyy may I please request a Smut/Fluff where Reader bites Eddie and he gets turned on?
A/N: This story contains explicit smut and it’s also my first time ever writing it, so yeah, definitely read at your own risk because I don’t know if this is good or not :P.
“I’m gonna put these in your fridge, okay?” You closed the pizza box, picked it up with the leftover pieces, and got up from Eddie’s bed.
“Okay baby, don’t be too long please.” Eddie pleaded with a smirk, making you chuckle. He sat cross-legged on his bed, his guitar resting on his lap as he strummed the cords with a new song he was starting to learn.
summary: you were a part of hellfire long before your brother and his friends got to high school, yet they fit right into the club while you get pushed aside.
requested: no
word count: 6.4k
warnings: light angst, jealousy, brief arguing/raised voices, lots of fluff, kissing, fake gagging, few curse words
a/n: i apparently can’t write short fics for eddie, but i don’t think anyone is complaining about it. plus, i think the fics are freaking adorable & i’m highkey kinda proud of them. so i hope you continue enjoying them, as i’ve got plenty of ideas for him with more coming daily. if you’ve got an idea you’d like done (for eddie or any other st character) feel free to send it my way & i’ll give it a go. also, i couldn’t think of a better title than this, but the actual fic has no purposeful inpsiration from the olivia rodrigo song. i hope you enjoy it regardless! Xx
You groan as you see your brother and his friends make their way through the cafeteria towards you. Knowing it was their first day of high school, you had no doubt they’d try to sit with you. It’s not that you don’t want them to, but you’re terrified that they’ll embarrass you in front of your long-standing crush and dungeon master.
It had been a few months into your freshman year of high school when the small group of friends you’d found yourself in started ranting about how weird and creepy the Hellfire club - and their leader, Eddie Munson - was. You didn’t quite hold the same opinions, though, since you’d been playing the game for a few years by then. In fact, you had only recently given it up when the friend you played with moved towns.
“I’m heading out Dustin, I’ll be back later!” Y/N called her younger brother.
“Where are you going?” Dustin asked, suddenly appearing from around the corner.
“Just out with a few friends.” Y/N responded.
“Who?” Dustin interrogated.
“What are you? My father?” Y/N asked.
Dustin placed his hands on his hips, “Well someone has to be. You go out nearly every night without explanation. Robin says that you have a secret relationship that you’re not telling me about but I shut her down immediately. You tell me everything, of course you would tell me if you were in a relationship.”
A/N: I’ve fallen down the Eddie hole and I can’t get out. I’m a D&D player myself, so I had to use that poor playing table here.
It was dark when you entered the cold hallways that lead to the Hellfire Club.
Your club shirt was freshly washed and ready for a long night of Dungeons and Dragons. Or, how other people would say, time for satanic rituals.
A low chuckle left your throat when you thought about it and all those newspapers and magazines talking about it, causing panic for parents. Yours didn’t care, also didn’t know you were playing the game. Otherwise they might care but then again, they were probably too busy.
All they cared about was your family image and “Stay away from Eddie Munson, he’s bad news.”
Thankfully they didn’t know that you were into bad news.
m.list / nav. / kofi. summary. the night begins with new discoveries as Eddie, as well as you, learn something new about himself. author’s note. forgive me as the iron grip that writing about Eddie has on my neck rn, it’s 4 a.m. and I’m writing nonsense about a white man I’ve only seen three episodes of. also so sorry for the people added to the taglist your week is literally just gonna be occupied with reading my fics
[❥]pairing.eddie munson x reader
[❥]wordcount.2.6K
[❥]genre.mature, pwp
[❥]warnings.language, mature theme, mommy kink, mentions of daddykink, biting, begging, whimpering, bottom eddie, pet names, praisekink, body worship, unprotected sex, not spell checked
You were having your annual horror movie night in Eddie’s trailer’s bedroom, the dimly lit screen of “The Evil Dead” playing throughout the room as you two lay tangled in each other’s limbs.
Warnings: slight season 4 spoilers but not plot points just eddie and kind of what his role is, making out, being aggressively in love with each other
Author’s Note: this is kinda shitty but i wanted to do something aimless to get a grasp on eddies character/dialogue! The next one will be better, i promise. I have a couple ideas for him and steve (and billy lets me honest here) but wanted to throw this out into the void first
Summary: you and eddie just started to date and are keeping it a secret
Genre: fluff
I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator
You unfurled your limbs in the small bed as you slowly stretched out before you wiggled out from under the warm blankets. You stood up and tugged down Eddie’s hellfire shirt you had been sleeping in (not to mention the boxers your snatched as well), smoothing out the bottom before you padded through the trailer to the dulled sounds of Black Sabbath pulsing through the stereo speakers.. You stepped over some crushed beer cans, the smell of stale smoke hit your nostrils as you spotted Eddie on the couch. He had his guitar in his lap, slowly strumming out some cords.
“Morning, baby,” you yawned as you sunk down next to him, letting one of your legs rest over his once he shifted the electric guitar.
“Hey, sweetie pie,” he grinned, long hair frizzy and unkempt.
You reached your hand out to smooth it down a bit, brushing it out of his eyes then leaned in to press a soft kiss to his lips.
“You want some breakfast?” he offered.
“Let’s see….what are the choices today? Frosted Flakes or Cheerios?” you teased.
“Joke all you want, but I’ve got a box of Lucky Charms in there with our names on it.”
“Whoa, you certainly know how to spoil me!”
“What can I say….I’m a gentleman.”
He pecked your lips lightly before he returned his guitar to the spot in his room before he went into the small kitchenette. He returned with two big bowls overflowing with cereal and milk.
“Which ones are your favorite?” you asked as you picked out a pink heart.
“Always liked the blue ones,” he smiled as he turned on the TV. ThunderCats danced across the screen in blurred, fuzzy lines and bright colors.
Your legs rested in his lap as the two of you slurped through the cereal while the morning light crept through the blinds. You cleaned up once you were both finished, taking your rightful place in his lap, arms wrapped around his neck.
“Did they turn your tongue blue?” you asked.
“You tell me!” Eddie stuck his tongue out, a streak of blue going down the middle. You laughed softly and tilted his chin up once he closed his mouth.
Welcome to hell!
Come and sit...we have cookies and wine....oh and Adam still.
My name is Mia, I am a genderfluid (I think), 22 year old and I accept Castiel as my lord, I will kneel before Loki and hail the mighty glow cloud.
I have depression and my obsessions seem to help me through it, but sometimes its hard.
I love drawing, singing, writing and drama. Also Supernatural, Sherlock, Marvel and many more.
If anyone wants any pictures drawn, fanfic's written or manip's made please don't be scared to ask. Okay maybe a little scared...but I won't bite...unless you want me too.
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