Prompt #1252
"I didn't know where else to go… so I came here."
This Year's Girl
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Eddie Munson x Cheerleader!Reader
Summary: It was a normal day for Eddie. Arriving at school late, getting to class late, leaving lunch late. But then an anonymous note, inked in glittery pink gel, fluttered from his locker. And he knew whose it was. No doubt about it. Because it was the same handwriting as the short message on the last page of his junior yearbook. Carved in glitter, color faded from the amount of times his thumb had traced every curved letter, every dotted ‘i’ and crossed ‘t’. It was yours. It was you. Calling him to the forest behind the school. And he had never been so early.
Or
You seek Eddie out, maybe for a little herbal relief, maybe for something more. And who is he to turn down such a pretty girl? But how will he fare having to skirt the edges of your loose-lipped truths?
Word Count: 11.1k
Warnings: 18+ MDNI, smut, PiV unprotected sex, semi-public sex, cream pie, virginity loss, dirty talk, nipple stim, fingering, oral (f rec), mention of masturbation (m), insinuated hypothetical pregnancy, virgin!Reader, semi-experienced!Eddie, fluff, mild angst, very mild dubcon (both R & E are high), Eddie’s POV, drug usage (weed), feelings, insecurity, fem pronouns, if I missed anything lmk!
Song Recs: Evie by Shoe, Palomino by FINNEAS, I Want Somebody Badly by Jeff Buckley
A/N: Everyone say thank you and kiss this anon’s forehead for the idea. Also, it’s been a minute since I’ve freshly written a full fic and not just posted a draft from the summer, so be nice to me.
“You’re pretty.”
The words catch Eddie off guard. Especially since you haven’t spoken in two minutes, utterly transfixed by the sky above. Or maybe it was the falling leaves that stole your attention; scarlet and gold floating on the autumn breeze. Delicate. Pretty.
Either way, he hadn’t expected to hear such a sentiment from the Hawkins High cheer captain.
Goddddddd thinking about that narrative moment when something horrible is happening and the character who has been frantically trying to come up with a way to fix it and getting more and more frantic and panicky just—stops. Because. Oh. There’s the solution. They’re not getting out of this alive but like. It’s a solution for everyone else. Okay. Okay.
Why would you do this to me.
and!!!! like!!!! obviously this is delicious when you hit your Self Sacrifice Archetype with it, but honestly I think it's even chewier when you give it to, like. someone with a selfish streak. The one with some arrogance who's maybe not quite a team player. leans more towards loner. Give this moment to the one party member who has been shown to prioritize their own survival over everything else.
And then the eye-of-the-storm realization of "Oh. Huh. I am not making it to the end of the story. but everyone else is going to. Isn't it strange, that I'm not more upset?"
Cookie Walk (Eddie Munson x Reader)
Summary: You get roped into doing the Annual Hawkins Christmas Cookie Walk and find out that Eddie has an unexpected secret.
Pairings/Relationships: Eddie Munson/Reader
Word Count: 2k
Warnings/Themes: Established Relationship, Food/Eating, Fluff...just pure fluff, Holiday Fun, No Upside Down AU
Note: I'm doing a charity cookie walk at work VOLUNTARILY, and as I stared down the barrel of the hours I would spend creaming butter and sugar this weekend, this thought came to me.
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"You look cute."
"Fuck off."
"What? It's true." Eddie leaned back against the counter and grinned that big, shit-eating grin at you. His hand came up to his cheek and he gestured vaguely. "You have a little flour right there. It's adorable."
If looks could kill, Eddie would not only be dead but all the flesh would have peeled from his bones and he would be a puddle of gore on your kitchen floor. And, of course, he knew that, which meant his devious little smile only got wider.
I Defied Death For This
{Starrys-Night Kinktober 2025}
(Day 5: Cunnilingus)
Summary: Eddie was dead and you needed to give him a proper burial. At least that's what you thought... As it turns out he's not dead. He's just undead and horny.
Warning: SMUT! Minors DNI!! Death but not really, reader is depressed AF, reader kinda being stupid by going to the upside down alone, eddie eating pussy, fingering, and squirting.
Word Count: 3.7k My longest kinktober fic yet. Eddie just kept yapping what can I say?
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sit next to me (please) [eddie munson x fem!reader]
you've always hated touch, avoided it ardently - until he came along.
warnings: use of she/her pronouns for reader, touch-avoidant reader, lots of yearning, talk of personal boundaries, readers becomes touch-starved for one (1) man, consumption of alcohol and weed, very slow burn.
word count: 11.2k+
a/n: this was originally titled "would that i" and i believe that i wrote it while listening to the hozier song, craving some super soft eddie all those moons ago. sorry that i tried to bury this one in the graveyard, y'all. i self-projected like all hell onto this reader as well lmao
How one person can be such a walking contradiction, no one knows.
There is a softness to you. It bleeds out of you, endless and endearing to all those around you. The way you’ll converse with friends with shining eyes, the way you close doors with care, the way you treat your favorite novel like a newborn babe. With both all the inanimate and animate objects around you, your touch is ever warm, ever tender. Like the sweep of a thin curtain sheet in a summer's breeze, or plush grass beneath calves in a verdant spring. Your touch is something to experience, and that was where the dichotomy came into play.
Your touch was deeply sought after, and was a rarity all on its own.
You were amongst the softest people in your friend group, and yet, rarely did you find yourself to be particularly physical. Your petal affections were usually restricted to affirmative words and acts of kindness. Your friends knew that if they needed words of encouragement, you should be the first person they ran to. If they needed a hug, however, you were not.
It’s not because you were cruel or against the displays of physicality. You were just awkward with them. You would turn frigid over the brush of another’s skin against your own. You’d tried to change over the years, offering more goodbye hugs, more spontaneous playing with Nancy’s hair or high fives exchanged with Steve when you kicked one of the younger boys’ asses at the arcade. You tried. But it was hard — something had rooted itself in you long ago that continued to choke you and limit just how much you could handle when it came to another’s touch.
You Really Got Me Now
pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader
word count: 5.2k words
description: your best friend and roommate eddie is pissing you off, per usual. his way of making you feel heard is not very conventional.
warnings: 18+ content, MDNI, no use of y/n, roommate au, lowkey pwp, best friend!eddie, reader and eddie are both in their 30s, a bit of force proximity, reader is awkward as fuck (she just like me), reader hasn't gotten dick lately, mentions of voyeurism (eddie and reader have listened to each other having sex), kind of dom!eddie, fingering, oral (f receiving), multiple orgasms, unprotected p in v, lots and lots of dirty talk, eddie cums in reader.... annoying ass neighbors?
authors note: yeah i don't know. i'm just horny for this man. all of the time. thanks to lindsey @amanitacowboy who CONSISTENTLY feeds into my delusions. love u.
how to help palestine ~ dividers by @cafekitsune
He pissed you off for the fourth time today.
Last Christmas
Pairing: Eddie Munson x reader Word Count: 1.9k
Inspired on the song Last Christmas by Wham!
Description: It’s Christmas Eve, and instead of celebrating back home, you find yourself visiting Eddie’s grave. Because last Christmas you gave him your heart, and unfortunately, he took it with him wherever souls go when they leave people behind.
Tags/warnings: ANGST, hurt/some comfort (?), mourning Eddie, Dustin makes an appearance and spoiler alert: he’s sad too, both connect through the loss and comfort each other.
Note: Sorry :( I know I just wrote something very angsty for Christmas booo. But everyday I miss this sweet boy more and more and I needed to put that pain somewhere, resulting in…this. Also justice for Dustin Henderson, that boy needs a hug. Please know that I did kiss the brick before I threw it. And regardless of this fic, I hope you all have a peaceful holiday 🤍
Last Christmas you gave your heart to Eddie Munson. Then three months later, he went and got himself killed.
This year, to save yourself from tears, you promised you’d keep your heart and your grief locked up in the depths of your soul. Just for you. Just for the memory of him and what you used to be.
And yet here you are, Christmas Eve and the tears are still falling free as you kneel in front of his grave. Your knees rest over melting snow as your hands grow tired from scrubbing off the red ink some asshole thought would look very festive today.
Eddie Munson X Female!reader || WC: 2.8K
SUMMARY: After a brutal day wrangling shitty customers at the garage, Eddie wants nothing more than to crawl into bed and disappear. He anticipates the same old routine: another solitary night in his trailer, restless thoughts keeping him up, a cigarette burning between his fingers as the heavy silence sets in. Only for a sudden shift in the atmosphere, quietly changing the way his night is about to unfold.
WARNINGS: Mechanic!Eddie, established relationship, angst, self-deprecating thoughts, hurt/comfort, SO much fluff, cursing, mentions of smoking, Upside Down does not exist, pure domestic bliss
A/N: Another self-indulgent Stranger Things fic because I am just a sucker for hurt/comfort and I deeply miss Eddie Munson!! 🥹 Hope y'all enjoy!! Divider by @strangergraphics <3
Eddie could feel the weight of the day hit him the second he killed the engine and the van settled into the quiet of the driveway. Every muscle screamed in protest, arms sore from wrenching stubborn bolts loose, fingers stained with grease that refused to wash out, oil worked into the lines of his skin and under his nails like it belonged there now. His clothes clung to him, heavy and grimy, and all he wanted, desperately, was a hot shower and to pass out on his mattress.
Uncharted Territory
Pairing: Eddie Munson x F!Reader
Summary: During a study session that turns into something more, a simple kiss on the forehead unexpectedly leaves Eddie completely hot and bothered.
Tags: fluff, humor, teasing, implied praise kink, new couple, established relationship, first time, reader is sunshine incarnate, tender intimacy, virgin!Eddie Munson. No description of Reader. No mentions of Y/N.
A/N: This fic is inspired by this post by @sheneedsrocknroll92 , I thought it was funny and probably something that would happen to Eddie. If you have any requests, suggestions, or thoughts, feel free to send me a message. Reblogs are appreciated. Please do not steal or cross-post it on another platform without asking. Thank you.
Word Count: 1.8k
late night with the devil - eddie munson
Eddie Munson x female! reader
Summary:
Hawkins may think your boyfriend and his friends are devil worshippers, but he’s still just your Eddie.
Warnings:
Smut (18+), p in v, fingering, dirty talk, weed use
Word Count: 3.6k
A/N:
So so so excited to post my first Eddie fic! I hope you enjoy!
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do you trust me? - eddie munson
Vampire! Eddie Munson x female! reader
Summary:
Something about Eddie has changed.
Warnings:
Smut (18+), unprotected p in v, creampie, blood drinking, mentions of injuries and a near death experience
Word Count: 1.6k
A/N:
This is my first time writing something supernatural, so I’m a little nervous! This was written for horny poker in the discord, so in about 45 minutes. I just wanted to share it here! I hope you enjoy 💕 Thank you once again LOML Roz @punkrockmlchael for my banner!
I feel like Eddie is the kind of guy to spit his gum into your mouth before he goes on stage, and tells you to hold onto it.
My jaw dropped reading this... Anon, your mind... This was so fun to write. God, I miss rockstar!Eddie
Warnings: 18+ MDNI, fluff, spitting? dirty talk because rockstar!Eddie's a menace, talk of cream pies because it's an addiction🫦
"Twenty seconds!"
You pass the techie, your hand securely in Eddie's as he drags you to the wing.
The crowd is deafening, roaring with excitement.
Nerves dance up your spine, and you're not even performing. As Eddie always says, "All you gotta do is stand here and look pretty. Gimme somethin' to look forward to after the show."
But one glance at the mass of bodies—ebbing and flowing like a single being running on pure anticipation—and you can't help the anxiety.
To his credit, Eddie notices immediately. He shakes his head at the hand trying to give him his guitar, and instead, opts to step in front of you, blocking your view of the packed stadium.
"Hey," he mutters, knowing his voice can find you anywhere, even deep in your own head, "What do you want for dinner? Wanna go out or order in?"
up in arms
pairing. eddie munson x fem!reader
summary. eddie thought he was doing the right thing separating from you, for your own sake and image. he quickly realizes how wrong he was.
content warnings. angst, hurt/comfort, happy ending (cause of course it is), unestablished relationship, friends to lovers, eds calling you ‘sweetheart’, kiss and make up :)
word count. 2944
a/n. yes this is my take on the foo fighters song, sue me
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you sitting in eddie's passenger seat was always an unusual sight. the softness in your face, the delicate sound of your voice somehow breaking through the loud metal music he had on, your laugh that he somehow always managed to pull from you was unbelievably out of place here, with him. he marveled often over how this was his reality, how you decided to stick around for as long as you had. he found himself thanking gods he didn't even believe in that he was given the opportunity to live this life with you by his side, as his friend. today was no different.
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙A Very Hellfire Christmas‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
warnings: fluff, kissing, Dustin, Lucas and Mike spying on reader and Eddie, Christmas themes, just generally sweetness word count: 1k pairings: Eddie Munson x Fem!Hellfire Member!Reader summary: you and Eddie spend days together making awesome Christmas themed Hellfire Club shirts, and everyone else plans on leaving mistletoe so that you'll finally make a move on one another...it succeeds. a/n: based on a cool Hellfire Christmas sweater I have that has lights. just wanted to write something fluffy!
The only sounds that could be heard from the drama room were the cheering of the members of the Hellfire club. One might think that there was an amazing campaign being finished, but really it was just the unveiling of some Christmas themed club shirts.
You stand in front of everyone, your two feet on Eddie’s throne as you stand tall. Everyone loves the design of the sweaters. They had shirts before, but these were new. And yeah, they had been pricey to make for everyone, but it was worth it. Then you turn on the little battery pack tucked in the lining of the sweater and some crude Christmas lights begin flickering.
“And that was my idea…” you say smugly.
