✿ pairing: eddie munson + fem! reader
✿ universe: Stranger Things
✿ word count: 1.5k
✿ summary: eddie hears reader call him a mean name and things get angsty and smutty real quick.
✿ content warnings: unprotected sex, bullying, VERY light degradation kink, breeding kink, mention of drugs
✿ author note: let me know if y’all like this and want more eddie smut! also, requests are open and the link can be found in my bio !! thanks <33
***
it was a close call. yesterday, after school, i was sure nobody saw me get in eddie’s van but low and behold, some little freshman with curly hair did and told steve harrington who told robin buckley who told the entire marching band who told jason and his cronies in retaliation from their bullying. it was a disaster. i had my head down and i was unloading things into my bag from my locker. i heard footsteps and suddenly, my locker slammed shut.
“i heard you were hanging out with eddie munson.”
“what? no. of course not. why would you even think that?”
my face was turning red and it boiled as jason said the worst thing he could have possibly said,
“well. here he comes. let’s just ask him?”
i turned around to see him. he looked confused, and slightly annoyed to see jason with me.
“hey, munson. heard you were messing with (y/n) here. is that true?”
he looked at me and saw my eyes pleading for him to lie. this visibly saddened him.
“who? (y/n)? i’ve never even talked to her. is she interested in joining hellfire?”
jason laughed.
“well are you?” he looked at me
in the haze of the decision, i let it slip.
“no. i would never. get away from me, freak.”
i regretted it as soon as it came out of my mouth and i had to run away. eddie’s face was stuck— in a weird mix of anger and hurt. jason was laughing and i just ran. i ran into the bathroom stall and cried. i heard vomiting in the stall next to me and i wiped my eyes and left. i saw a stressed out freshman with ginger hair and wondered if everyone was having just as bad a day as i was.
***
the bell rang and i sprinted. i was too late, though— eddie’s van was already speeding down the street.i was sure he was listening to ozzy and i wondered what he looked like at that very moment. i just decided i didn’t care anymore. so i drug my body into my car and drove the familiar, forbidden path to eddie’s trailer. the van was already parked and he was inside when i got there. i knocked on the door and he opened it.
“get away from me, freak.”
he had obviously been crying and it tore my heart apart.
“eddie. please. i didn’t mean it.”
“you said it.”
“eddie just no—“
the door started to shut.
“please let me come in. we need to talk about it.”
“why should i?”
“because i love you.”
“you love me? freak eddie munson? why even would you?”
he retreated into the trailer and i followed him. several things were scattered and broken on the floor and i wondered how badly this must have hurt him. i grabbed his arm and shouted
“please! let me prove it to you!”
he turned around now and something about his disposition had changed. before i knew it, he had me against the wall of his trailer. both of my hands were held above my head with just one of his and his other hand had my jaw forcing me to look at him.
“i want to hear you say it.” he whispered into my ear
“say… what?”
“tell me how much of a freak i am, sweetheart.”
he had his left hand inched up my skirt and he was pulling down my underwear
“y-you’re not.”
with little warning or preparation, he forced two of his fingers inside of me.
“oh, but i am. you know that and you like it, don’t you?”
he started at a ruthless and brutal pace. i began a long, string of moans that would continue until he let up. he kissed me, then. my fears started to dissipate and i knew if i could just give myself to him, he’d know the truth.
“let’s see how loud this freak can make you scream, hmm sweetheart?”
i wasn’t going to last long. his long, thick fingers were covered in rings that were groping my right breast and thrusting in and out of my pussy. his lips were marking little shapes on my neck. the occasional bite of my bottom lip only furthered it. i already felt my first orgasm approaching.
“oh, oh, eddie. i’m-i’m going to—“
“oh sweetheart, you’re going to cum so soon? how pathetic— you can’t even last for me.”
i was cumming within a matter of seconds and he never stopped, if anything he went harder. eventually, he pulled out of me and stuck his fingers in his mouth. he let out a low, groan at the taste.
“mmm. so fucking sweet. go get on my bed, sweetheart.”
he released his grip on my arms that were still above my head and i almost fell over.
“my sweet baby. so fucked out, you can’t even stand up straight. and to think, i haven’t even had my way with you yet.”
he held me and guided me into his bedroom. at this point, it was almost frightening to think about the amount of things i would let him do to me. i felt purely and utterly like i belonged to him. he laid me down on the bed with my face up and back lying on the mattress. he brought my knees up so they were bent and spread them. he situated himself between my thighs and kissed the side of my knees. i felt his kisses trail nearer and nearer to my heat. i began to get goosebumps at the anticipation and he began to gently massage my hips. it was moments like this that reminded me how soft and loving he was. to constrast my thoughts, he jumped straight into sucking my clit. taking breaks only to run his tongue through my folds and gather all the juices. he mumbled against my pussy,
“you’re fucking ecstasy, baby.”
i had my hands in his hair, grinding on his face. he ate me like it was his favorite hobby. the moans started increasing in volume and i could feel his smirk. to add on, he began toying with my clit. once again, i was beginning to collapse.
“that’s it, baby. hawkins high freak can get you like this? what does that make you?”
i was writhing underneath him, about to lose it.
“i asked you a question, sweetheart.”
“yours! it makes me yours!”
i screamed it out, exasperated before cumming on his face. i was panting, hands tangled in his curls and thighs dripping. eddie, on the other hand, came back up to me with the biggest toothiest smile and a glistening chin covered in proof of our exchange. he kissed me and allowed a bit more softness to shine through.
“are you up for one more, sweetie? we can stop if you’re tired.”
“not until you’re 100% satisfied. after all, this was supposed to be me making it up to you.”
and then in an instant, it was gone. his face went hard.
“so take it.”
he pushed inside of me all at once. he was big, in width and length. heat welled up in my eyes and i balled my fists. he, somehow, fucked me harder than he had with his fingers.
“so, so tight.” he would moan
eddie was always a mess when he started fucking me— saying a slew of curses and losing himself in me. as he thrusted, his curls brushed against my face and i leaned up to kiss him. i thought it wouldn’t be possible for me to cum again, but with his body rocking in and out me and his eyes seal shut, i knew i would.
“it’s so hard to last in you, sweetie. you’re so good for me.”
he used his hand to brush the sweat off my forehead and hair out of my face while i was once again, cumming on him.
“eddie. eddie, please cum in me.”
“oh, really, sweetie? want me to cum in you and get you pregnant. then everyone will know why you’ve been getting in my van.”
the thought of this and the sight of my begging sent him over the edge. it took him only three hard and slow thrusts to be cumming himself. he lay on top of me for a moment to collect his breath. he showered my face and the purple marks on my body with kisses before pulling out and crashing next to me on the bed. i lay my head on his chest and felt the warmth of our naked bodies welded together.
“(y/n)… i love you with every fiber of my being and i’d do anything for you. if you dont feel the same way, just tell me. but i want you to know that i will love you forever, and not just til we graduate or until we get ugly and old. it will be always.”
“i’m going to tell everyone, eddie. tell them that i love freak eddie munson with my entire heart and we’re getting married and having babies.”
Space Girl, show me the stars You know the galaxies of my heart
George Weasley was not excited for his first astronomy lesson of the year. He’d agreed to do the class simply because he needed to fill his timetable and it seemed more enjoyable than history of magic.
That’s what he had told Fred at least.
In reality he had opted for astronomy for one specific reason. Y/N Y/L/N. She was a shy Hufflepuff girl and although he had never spoken to her George was absolutely enamoured with her.
So, as he dreaded the lecture ahead he tried to remember that this cloud had a silver lining, and it was a silver lining that was absolutely worth it. This was all confirmed when he walked into the astronomy classroom and saw her.
She was sat at a desk at the back of the room. Her hair twirling round her finger as she studied the open text book in front of her, seemingly unaware of the chaos around her. George noted happily, that none of her friends seemed to be in the class and rather than asking to sit with Angelina and Katie like he had been planning he figured what the hell and went for it.
“Hey, is it alright if I sit here?” He questions, willing his cheeks to not flush red when he looks up at him
“Oh, of course you can George,” she nods, moving her stuff to the left to make room for him. He feels his heart leap at her knowing that it was him and not Fred.
“How did you know?” He questions, head cocking to the side to look at her better. He smiles slightly at the bright red flush on her cheeks.
“You aren’t that hard to tell apart,” she shrugs
“Our own mother can’t always do it,” he pesters, he’s genuinely intrigued how she seemed to know so easily.
“Uh, okay then. You’re slightly taller so when you are together I could always work out who was who. From there I just kind of noticed little things, you have two freckles on your neck, Fred has a scar above his eyebrow. Your face is slightly longer, your nose is a little longer and has that cute little bump in it, your hair falls completely differently and your lip has a little curl in it. But the easiest way is that you have a different vibe about you,” She rambles like it’s the most obvious thing in the world and George himself wouldn’t haven’t been able to explain the physical differences so well.
He’s pretty sure his heart melted on the spot.
“You should tell my mum all of this,” he smiles gently, not knowing how to respond and explain that he’s never felt more seen in his life.
“Sorry, I’m not a creep or anything I swear. Just observant,”
“It was quite sweet actually,” George smiles, biting back a chuckle when her face blushes a bright red. “So, you any good at Astronomy?” He questions politely
“I’m okay. It’s probably my best class. I’ve always known about it so,” she shrugs, cutting herself off. She knew that George was a pure blood and probably wouldn’t want anything to do with her if he knew she was a muggle born.
“You’re a muggle born right?” He questions, she’s surprised his tone doesn’t sound angry or accusatory like was often the way with pure bloods, instead genuinely interested.
“Yeah,” she confirms “my older sister is obsessed with astrology so I knew a lot about it before I got here. It’s probably the only subject I didn’t fail first term,” she admits, George smiles softly. He can only imagine how hard it would be to come to the school with no magical knowledge.
“Look at you now, you’re top of the year in almost everything,” he points out
“Yeah, Ced helped me find my feet and after I settled in it all made sense,” she explains. George knew that her and Cedric were best friends, he was a lot more outgoing and George had never quite understood how their friendship worked but it was no secret wherever one was the other wasn’t far behind.
Girl, are you a cancer? ‘Cause you make me cry When we kiss or dance in the sky We’re dancing in the sky
“Hey space girl,” George grinned brightly as he dropped into his seat
“If you’ve forgotten my name you can just ask you know,” she blushes a little, not thinking that the boy she had fancied since second year could actually have given her a cute pet name.
No. The only logical explanation is that he had forgotten her name but after being sat next to her for two weeks now was much too polite to ask for it.
She had told Cedric this and he had laughed loudly, ruffling her hair and telling her that she would do well to remember how beautiful she was.
“I know you’re name. Y/N Y/L/N. You’re a Hufflepuff, obviously,” he gestures to her tie before carrying on “Your best friend is Cedric Diggory and you two are always together. You tutor my little sister in potions. You help Professor sprout with the plants in the green house on a Sunday morning. You like to study in the library, specifically the second table from the back left corner. You never eat carrots but you love peas and you always buy two chocolate frogs at Honeydukes one for the walk back and one for a treat that night. I’m not a creep. I’m just observant,” He finishes his ramble with a reference to when she had proved just how well she knew him a few weeks prior.
She sits, slightly astounded as he looks at her like his ability to list off so much information about her that she had never specifically told him shouldn’t be a shock.
Her heart melts on the spot and she’s pretty sure her crush just became real feelings.
“Why?” She questions quietly, not really meaning for him to hear
“You’re beautiful and I like looking at you,” he shrugs, turning to the text book in front of him. He notices her eyes still staring at him and turns to look at her “hey, you wouldn’t want to study together one night this week would you?” He questions, smiling at the blush that overtakes her cheeks
“Yeah. I’d love that,”
“Amazing, does Wednesday work for you? I could meet you at the library after classes end,”
“Sure,” she nods shyly, biting her lip to stop a smile and having no clue the very action makes George want to kiss her senseless.
“I know the table,” he grins, chuckling when she blushes bright red before turning back to his book.
Keep reading
hellooo!!!
I am back after four months!
I am sorry for not being active; my computer keys are broken and haven’t felt Like writing but I’ve been loving Harry Potter and used my phone to make this story! Ihavesomanyunfinishedstories–Ugh
Anyway! I hope you enjoy this story!!!
Ialsofuckeduoharry,‘sbirtgdaybut-ohwell
sorry for spelling and gramaaaaar!
Words: 6600
Warning: Romance, creampie, rough sex, rough kissing, fingering, drinking-ish, strong language
Enjoy!
And fuck tumblr for the n s w f rule!!!
Keep reading
draco malfoy moodboard
You should write more about that first part of those headcanons 💚
anon i literally thought you were riley because she asked me to do the exact same thing .2 seconds after she read them y’all are kindred spirits i swear
but anyways I hope you like this!! one tall glass of shane juice just for ya babes. putting a cut because this got hella long. chug that spicy fluff ladies x
It’s the end of autumn, and Marnie has asked Shane to look over Jas for the night. Jas is absolutely elated.
“Sleepover! Sleepover! Sleepover!” she chants, jumping up and down on the couch.
Shane chuckles, bringing out plates of pizza slices for them into the living room.
“It’s not a sleepover if we already live together, squirt,” he teases her.
Jas pouts at him. “Yes it is!” she insists.
He huffs. “Fine, you know what, if you want this to be a sleepover, let’s make it one. Just please don’t tell aunt Marnie I heated up pizza instead of the soup she left for us.”
Jas giggles. “Promise I won’t tell,” she tries to wink but just ends up blinking. “Pinky swear!” she adds, holding out her pinky and waving it at him.
Shane easily grabs her pinky with his. “I’ll hold you to it,” he says with a faked seriousness.
He pops in the movie into the player, some animated film about dancing sister princesses. If he didn’t go to Jas’s room regularly, he wouldn’t remember the last time he saw so much pink. He doesn’t mind, though; Jas is delighted, which is all that matters.
They finish their pizza pretty quickly, and Jas nestles into his side on the couch. He puts his arm around her, a swell of pride burgeoning inside. She’s so tiny, her breaths so small. He forgets sometimes.
They are halfway through the movie when someone knocks at the door.
“Who is it?” Jas asks, looking up at him.
“I don’t know,” he answers, frowning as he checks the time. “Don’t worry, I’m going to go check and be right back. You can tell me what I missed when I get back,” he ruffles the top of her head.
She giggles, before focusing back on the movie. He gets up with a grunt, stretching out. His steps are lazy as he makes his way to the door. The knocks come again.
“Yeah, yeah, coming,” he mutters.
He swings the door open, and is shocked to see you there.
“What are you doing here so late?” he asks, confused.
You take a second to answer, blinking at him. “Why hello Shane, good to see you too,” you grimace.
He sighs and scratches his cheek, slightly embarrassed. “Sorry. I, uh, nice to see you. But why am I seeing you, exactly? Weren’t you… mad at me?”
Keep reading
Synopsis - After watching Eddie hotwire a stolen vehicle, you find yourself desperate for him. Impending doom be damned.
A/N - This scene makes me feral, so of course I had to write about it. ALSO, this is not canon because in this version, everyone makes it. Credit to whoever made the gif!! Enjoy this filth<3
CW - 18+ content (minors go away), dirty talk, language, oral (m + f receiving), spitting, reader is obsessed with eddies hands, orgasms, fluff, established relationship
Word Count - 2.1k
“And you
Your sex is on fire
Consumed with what’s just transpired”
Sex on fire - Kings of Leon
_
You hadn’t meant for it to happen. Honest.
You’d just snuck into someone else’s vehicle, on the way to acquire a mass amount of weapons for an impending fight against a supernatural villain and yet, you were frozen in place, nursing a throb between your legs as you stared at Eddie.
He was sitting in the driver’s seat of the RV, the picture of confidence as he expertly hot wired the engine.
It was absolutely absurd to be turned on at a time like this, when danger was coming, but you couldn’t find it in you to be ashamed. Not when your boyfriend looked the way he did.
His movements were quick; nimble, ringed fingers grasping at wires, fumbling as he picked up the rusty pair of pliers. Finally, as he struggled with multitasking, he placed the tool between his teeth and shit, you were practically vibrating as you watched.
Keep reading
Summary: You and Loki are in a relationship. Loki is quite jelous of Steve. When Steve helps you on a mission, Loki decides you need to be reminded to who you belong. Word count: 1.979 words Warnings: Dubious consent A/N: A little bit shorter than usual. Didn’t have a lot of time this week. Hope you’ll still enjoy it :)
The explosion was unexpected. Rubble was starting to come down, the building next to you was hit. Looking up, you saw the rubble coming at down at high-speed. You were going to get hit. Your movement froze and the only thing you did was staring at the rocks, getting bigger, getting closer. Suddenly a large figure grabbed your waist and pushed you down. It took you a moment to realize it was Steve. He was holding you tightly, his shield protecting the both of you against the falling rocks. He got up and helped you to your feet. “Try to stay sharp! We’re almost done.” he said to you before he ran off.
You looked around for any civilians. There were non left behind. The only person you saw was Loki. He was staring at you from the other side of the street. He looked mad. You started to walk towards him, but he disappeared. You shrugged it off. After a last check to be sure that there weren’t any civilians left, you walked towards the rest of the group. Steve, Thor and Robert were standing in the middle of the road. Building rocks were scattered all around this part of the city, cars were smashed and you could see bullet holes in the structures. Walking towards the group you asked if there was anything you could do. They dismissed you and you walked back to the chopper.
Keep reading
Hot take but girls who have a yellow aesthetic and play ukulele, keep succulents in their room and talk about saving the bees aren’t “cringy” They’re just happy or trying to be happy. You guys are just assholes.
THE WEASLEY TWINS in THE GOBLET OF FIRE.
October 31st. Kinky Halloween Special Masterlist
Kink: Double Weasley
George x Reader x Fred
Words: 1,636.
Warnings: Smut18+, Unprotected Sex, Slight Biting, Male Performing Oral, Female Performing Oral, Spanking, Gagging, Dirty Talk, Praise and Slight Degradation, Cum Kink(?), Threesome.
A/n: This concludes my Kinktober! I am so proud of myself for getting all of them completed for you and hope you enjoyed one of the kinkiest months of the year. I think this is definately a ‘saved the best for last’ type of story. I really enjoyed writing it, I hope you enjoy reading it. I also hit 2.2K followers over the weekend and wanted to say a huge THANK YOU, I love you all so much and you’re all amazing. I will also be taking a few days off (only like 2 or so) just so I can re-group myself aha. Thank you for your ongoing love and support.
Ko-fi
Keep reading
Jotunn!Loki x Reader
AU in which Loki is the king of Jotunnheim.
This turned out pretty fluffy? I was orignally gonna write something dark but, oh well.
TW: Stockholm Syndrome, mentions of infertility, agnst with a happy ending. Oh, and smut, filthy stuff.
The chain was thick, made of a metal that looked like gold but did not have gold’s relative softness. The links fit closely together, not a seam in sight. Even if there were some sort of weak spot, it would be fruitless to attempt to exploit it without tools of some sort.
You shifted uncomfortably where you sat in the floor. The gilded collar around your neck hurt your clavicle, but the ache had mostly gone away. You wondered briefly how long it had been since it had been placed around your throat and bound you permanently to your place beside the throne.
Keep reading