Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader
Word Count: 8k
Summary: You and Eddie are best friends, he is always there for you if you need him. One day you knock at his door after you went back to your abusive Ex the night before.
Warnings: Angst, domestic abuse, physical violence (only light descriptions), toxic relationship, don’t worry Eddie is the good guy.
Available on: AO3
A/N: I heard the song, I had to write angst. Inspired by “The devil doesn’t bargain” by Alec Benjamin. Might wanna listen to it while reading this fic, it’s at least how I wrote it haha. This fic is about an abusive, toxic relationship and trying to get out of if. Take care of yourself while reading it, please! Otherwise enjoy!
♣ Eddie Munson Masterlist ♣
It shouldn’t have been like this.
It should have been okay this time.
That’s what you had told yourself.
In reality, your whole body felt like it was on fire and not a single thing had changed.
It was like you learned nothing, falling right back into the trap.
All you could do now was getting ready for meeting with your best friend while trying to ignore the stinging pain that came from almost everywhere.
You never learned, didn’t you?
You dressed in your long-armed hoodie despite the weather being quite nice. No one needed to see the bruises.
They were between you and your Ex and he probably hadn’t even noticed. Again.
He never did.
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Part 3 || J.M
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Masterlist
Type: fluff
Requested by: @tripthlightfantastic
Request: i’d die for eddie cuddling reader when they can’t sleep (i have the worst insomnia lol)
A/N: Thank you for requesting! (It takes me ages to fall asleep as well lol so I know the feeling.) I actually really enjoyed writing this, it was really cute. It did end up being shorter than I thought it would be, but I hope you enjoy! If you do, keep in mind that my requests are open!
Warnings: none
Word Count: 436
With a sigh, you turned over for what felt like the hundredth time since you’d laid down a few hours prior. As an insomniac, the experience wasn’t exactly uncommon - just incredibly unwelcome. You turned your head, checking the clock which read 3:26 in big bright red letters. Huffing out another exasperated breath, you turned again, this time facing the other figure in the bed, who, unlike yourself, had fallen asleep hours ago.
For as long as you’d been staying over at his trailer, Eddie had never had any trouble falling asleep quickly. He knew about your sleeping problems, sure, and he always vowed to stay up and try to help you fall asleep to no avail. But sometimes, like tonight, you’d see him stir in his sleep from one too many movements on your behalf. He opened his eyes slowly, blinking a couple times before noticing your soft e/c eyes watching him.
“Can’t sleep?” He murmured softly, sleep still lacing his voice as he tried desperately to wake himself up a bit more for your sake. You nodded, knowing you didn’t have to explain yourself. He just understood. Without a word, he lifted his arm towards you, gesturing for you to come closer. You flipped yourself around and shifted closer, your back pressed against his chest, letting him be the big spoon tonight. He let his arm drop once you were situated, resting it across your waist and letting his other arm snake around your chest, pulling you closely against him. You felt him bury his face in your hair, his light breaths tickling the back of your neck and making you giggle, which in turn, made a lazy smile grace his lips.
You were so grateful for Eddie. You both knew the only way you could get to sleep at this point was if you were in his arms, and him being the fidgety person he was, he never stayed in one position very long whilst sleeping. However, for you, he was willing to lay in the same way for hours just to let you get a little bit of sleep.
You heard him yawn from behind you, and you knew he was barely keeping his eyes open, but he was trying for you. As your eyes finally began to droop, you felt him place a gentle kiss to the back of your neck, followed by a barely audible “I love you.” “Mmm, love you too,” you whispered back, nestling your body back into his and finally allowing yourself to drift off into a peaceful slumber with the love of your life beside you.
There's something about emotionally constipated characters that makes me what to see them be put in high stress situations where they are obligated to face, process and verbally communicate their emotions in the presence of some sort of audience or simply perish.
Lil things❤️
This scene genuinely made me pause the episode and start crying
Not only was there an imp who had broken horns like Fizz
But they also knew sign language
Not only did fizzarolli's smile brighten at the kid compared with the rest of the audience
But he even did sign language with them and encouraged for them to not only be a clown like him, but whatever they wanted
Yeah I think you’re in the right place, Al.
I have so many Eddie ideas because I’m a sucker for hurt/comfort and they’re so easy with this man, I just need the motivation to actually write them
He barely even sleeps in the first place. He sleeps like only a few hours a week, in one go. He locks himself up in his room once a week, sleeps for 4 hours straight and that's it. And since he doesn't sleep much, each time he does he falls into a deep slumber and it's absolutely impossible to wake him up he's straight up passed out until he gets fully recharged.
He does this because the idea of being in a vulnerable position where anyone could do anything to him while he's completely defenseless is too unsettling for him, so he sleeps as little as he can and always makes sure he's locked up first, away from everyone else's eyes.
HOWEVER, one time he's playing cards with the rest of the hotel, and because he got unconsciously so comfortable around them, he accidently falls asleep on the couch during the game. Everyone is shocked because they didn't even know he actually needed to sleep (they always hear him walk around the hotel humming at night like an absolute creep so they just all collectively assumed he didn't need to sleep).
Charlie panicks a little because nothing seems to wake him up, but he's still breathing and seems fine, eventually they all just let him sleep there and keep on going with their card games since the noise doesn't seem to bother him. Charlie even put a blanket on him, and Angel initially wants to draw something on his face as a prank but in the end everyone agrees not to try anything like this, because who knows how the radio demon would react,,, could be dangerous.
A few hours later Alastor finally wakes up, immediately understands what happened and plays it cool like "Oh dear, looks like I passed out, too bad I couldn't finish the game :) oopsie" but internally he's SCREAMING
EDIT: greykolla was faster than me and made a comic about it it's so so good 😭 crying
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