eddie snuggles closer into you, and he thinks he's never been this warm before.

his face is pressed into your shoulder, hot breath splaying over your skin like a fan. and it's not just the warmth. it's the way your hand feels, slowly rubbing up and down his back. it's the little chuckle you share when something funny happens on the show you're watching. it's how it feels to be loved that makes him this warm.

he sighs softly, eyes fluttering open and closed, eyelashes tickling the skin of your neck.

"you seem cozy," you muse, kissing the top of his head.

"very," he murmurs, but it's so quiet he's not sure you've heard it.

you stop rubbing his back, and he whines, squirming until you laugh and continue your comforting movements. he thinks about moving to kiss you. but he doesn't want this moment to end. he doesn't want to move even an inch, he wants to live in this perfect, perfect moment for the rest of his life.

"do you love me?" he asks, wrapping a lazy arm over hips, and placing kisses on your shoulder, pouting when he feels them shake with laughter.

"every second, of every day," you answer, leaning into his untamed hair, pressing your cheek into him.

and you think, maybe you've never felt this warm before.

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just flexing the old writing muscles - maybe request something for a short thing like this ????

love you, miss you <3

JOSEPH QUINN as EDDIE MUNSON STRANGER THINGS 4, VOL. 1 (2022) 4x05, “Chapter Five: The Nina Project”

You Could Kill Me (and You Should)

Pairing: Vampire!Eddie Munson X Slayer!Reader

Word Count: 16k

Tags: SMUT🔥🔥🔥, dubious consent, memory alteration, reader's pronouns aren't specified, reader has a vagina, oral sex, p in v sex, blood drinking, blood kink, unprotected sex, dom/sub undertones, vampire sex, references to Buffy the Vampire Slayer (but you don't have to be familiar to understand this story)

A/N: please read the tags! This work contains depictions of blood and VERY adult content. Minors, do not interact!

Bat divider made by @saradika ❤️

Babe I love you but absolutely what the FUCK.

I’m gonna just fling myself into the SUN.

But also the end fucking broke me so how dare you.

IT WILL COME BACK (E.M.)

summary: when eddie came back from the upside down, he was different. and you finally come to realize just how different the man you saved truly is one night, when push comes to shove.

pairings: kas!eddie munson x reader

warnings: mentions of BLOOD (in sexual manner), mentions of BITING (in sexual manner), allusions to possible coercion (consent is still explicitly stated - trust me), mentions of death and trauma, mentions of eddie's canon death, taking a lot of creative liberty with expansive vampire lore across all media, mentions of murderous dreams? (eddie dreamt about killing reader idk), oral (f receiving), smut. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT - 18+ ONLY.

wc: 7.7k+

a/n: i told y'all i'd write a serious biting/blood kink fic one day - today is the day. very lazily edited so beware.

When Eddie came back from the Upside Down, he was different.

There were subtle changes at first. Small, minute details that were easy to ignore. Everyone could turn a blind eye to them — everyone figured they would fade once the boy healed. His healing was first priority, and whatever lingered after could be dealt with.

Get Eddie better. Then question all that lingers.

A simple plan. A genius plan. A torturous plan.

The two of you had been friends, if you could even call it that, prior to it all. Teasing in the hallways, working on school projects here and there when in shared classes, he was your favorite (and only) dealer when you craved something to make sleep come just a little bit easier. He had been familiar — an old ghost you'd grown comfortable with, long before you’d seen those large and wet eyes looking back up at you in the boathouse. 

Long before he’d pieced together the puzzle pieces as to why you’d needed the weed to cancel out the nightmares. Long before he’d processed exactly what those nightmares entailed.

But then, you’d fought for him. You’d fought with him. And most importantly, you’d bled with him.

God, you had bled for him. 

> Devotion. That was the only word to describe the way he was unraveling you

Jesus Christ that was so fucking hot dear god.

Also, yes, I made more gifs to help feed your imagination. Yes, I know who this is. Let's just pretend.

“Lean back against me.”

It had been a bad day, nothing happened or went wrong but you were still left feeling worn to the bone and not wanting to do much of anything.

Something you couldn’t explain, it just was.

After barely touching your dinner, Eddie made quick work cleaning everything up before taking your hand and leading you upstairs.

“Wait here a minute, sweetheart.” He coos as you sit on the bed, placing a kiss to the top of your head before setting the bathroom up.

A warm bubble bath always makes things feel a bit better.

Words you told him many times when he was the one needing a little extra loving. You always take such good care of him, he only hoped he made you feel even half as good as how you made him feel.

Eddie pours a capful of citrus and bergamot scented liquid into the warm water slowly filling the tub, bubbles instantly forming along the surface. Gray fluffy towels are put onto the counter and robes are hung on the back of the door for easy access. The light switch is flicked off as a few unscented candles burn, casting the room in a warm glow.

"Perfect." A proud smile lights up Eddie's face as he turns to get you.

He holds his hands out to you, palms up inviting you to reach out to him, his warm eyes and smile melting away some of the aching in your body.

The moment your hands touch his, he pulls you up with so much care and whispered words full of love, bringing tears to your eyes.

You step into the tub, immediately wrapped up in the water's comforting hug as you sink further below the surface. With elbows pressed on the porcelain side, your chin rests on top of your hands, watching as Eddie prepares to join you.

He catches your eye in the mirror as he throws his hair up into a messy bun on the top of his head, shooting you a smirk that sends your heart racing.

"Wanna scoot up a bit so I can join you?"

You lean back into his chest, his arms like vines holding you tight as if he was the only thing keeping you together right now.

"I've got ya, sweetheart." Soothing words whispered into your ear as his head leans against yours, rubbing his cheek along yours the way a pair of cats might.

Kisses pressed to your temple as Eddie hums along to the music playing softly from the radio sitting on the windowsill.

You sink into him as you finally let the tears fall, allowing yourself to let go in the safety of his arms.

“It’s my turn to take care of you, angel.”

Sometimes you just need someone you can lean on.

summary: You'd promised each other your souls forever, that you'd be with each other forever...

warnings: angst, hurt/no comfort, grief, major character death, graves, death, no seriously there is no comfort... okay maybe mayyyyyybe if you squint, but tbh just pure hurt, based on Life Eternal by Ghost

18+ MDNI

For the morning crowd 🖤

Living After Midnight (Failed Rockstar!Eddie x Motel Worker!Reader)

♫ Summary: You once again found yourself face-to-face with Eddie not even twenty-four hours after he checked into the motel, and your interactions left you with more questions than answers. (3.8k words)

♫ CW: slowburn, strangers-to-lovers, angst, drug use, parental conflict, poverty, grumpy Eddie, eventual smut (18+ only, minors DNI)

♫ Divider credit to @hellfire--cult

chapter two: here today

“It’s not about the stupid videos!” he snapped, curling his palm into a tight fist and biting down on his forefinger knuckle. Dark eyes exuded distress, and you couldn’t help but think that his sheer panic mismatched the problem’s minimal severity.

Ohh ohhh this one little moment of lost composure, the one moment we see how he feels inside is so good. While reader doesn’t know, we do, and it makes this so much better.

For a split second we see his frustrations, his grief, and all encapsulated in the one straw hair that breaks you.

This is so fucking good, Bug jfc I need more.

Tag Game - Valentine's Day Date Edition

Fictional boyfriend:

What are you wearing:

What's he wearing:

What's he picking you up in:

Where are you going:

What restaurant:

What are you drinking:

What's he getting you:

What are you getting him:

How are you ending the night:

Just for fun - gotta keep that delusion fed 💕✨

💕🤍🫶🎀❤️🌹💕🤍🤭🎀❤️🌹💕🤍🤭

Fictional boyfriend: Rafe Cameron

What's he wearing: Midsummers but all black 🤭

What's he picking you up in: his truck

Where are you going: restaurant on the water

What restaurant: an Italian restaurant

What are you drinking: lots of red wine 🫠

What's he getting you: jewelry

What are you getting him: a watch

How are you ending the night: rafe Cameron 🔛🔝 of me 😂

Tags: anyone who wants to play 💕❤️🫶

Fictional boyfriend: Eddie Munson aka Daddy 🤤

What are you wearing: One of his t shirts and my vans. Do I have to wear pants?

What's he wearing: mmm, white tee, leather jacket, black jeans 🫠

What's he picking you up in: That big ass van so we can fuck nasty in the back. 🤭

Where are you going: Lovers Lake to hot box and stare at the stars while we blast music.

What restaurant: A shitty picnic packed by Eds himself

What are you drinking: Whiskey 😋

What's he getting you: A mixtape of our songs or something he drew for me

What are you getting him: This pus- I mean.. some dorky fantasy costume he can fuck me in but also some special dnd dice and a new record and some concert tickets and some naughty pictures and everything my sweet boy could possibly want in his life because he deserves everything. Oops.

How are you ending the night: If the van is a rockin' don't come a knockin. And it will be. All night.

No pressure tags: @reidsbtch @babygorewhore @chrrymunson @xxhellfirebunnyxx @eddiesxangel @emmyshortcake @bimbobaggins69 @stveharringtn @anyone who wants to 🖤🖤🖤

Thank you for the tag luvbug 🩷

Fictional boyfriend: Eddie Munson 🩷🩷💕💗💖💞💓💘💝

What are you wearing: a babypink low cut mini dress that shows off the girls

What's he wearing: all black, maybe a button up or just a long sleeve shirt tucked into his jeans

What's he picking you up in: his van

Where are you going: a restaurant then a hotel

What restaurant: a steakhouse

What are you drinking: I’m having white wine and he’s having beer

What is he getting you: flowers and a necklace with his name on it

What are you getting him: making him his favourite dessert and a limited addition of the LOTR/ Hobbit series

How are you ending the night: taking me back to the hotel to fuck my brains out 😌

Tagging : @mmunson86 @munson-blurbs @lokis-army-77 @andvys @taintedcigs @take-everything-you-can and anyone else who wants to 🥰

Thank you for tagging me, @munson-mjstan and @eddiesxangel 💚

Fictional boyfriend: Argyle 🍕🥰

What are you wearing: an emerald green halter midi dress

What's he wearing: chinos, a button up shirt, maybe has his hair pulled back in a ponytail idk 🤷‍♀️🙈

What's he picking you up in: his Surfer Boy van, obv

Where are you going: an art museum

What restaurant: some fancy vegan place

What are you drinking: vodka seltzer for me. I feel like he likes tequila so maybe something with that?

What is he getting you: hardcover copies of my favorite books, and also some flowers

What are you getting him: a new grinder and a custom lighter with his initials engraved in it

How are you ending the night: a smoke session that definitely leads to more hehehe

No-pressure tags: @corroded-hellfire @munsonmuses @pastel-pillows @hellfirehottie420 @lesservillain @queenimmadolla @the-unforgivenn

Tag Game - Valentine's Day Date Edition

Fictional boyfriend: Gareth Emerson

What are you wearing: He was all cryptic on the phone and told me to wear my favorite Illinois basketball outfit: white flare jeans that make my ass look amazing and a navy, orange and white color block sweater

What's he wearing: A nice pair of jeans and a navy quarter zip jacket with a tiny orange block I that he has yet to wear because sports are dumb ;)

What's he picking you up in: His car - he most definitely drives that used Honda he's had since high school

Where are you going: Out to eat and then, according to him, "it's a surprise"

What restaurant: Our favorite sushi restaurant we went to on our first date, he even made sure to get sat at our table

What are you drinking: Pinot Grigio for me, Shiner Bock for him

What's he getting you: Traditions Club seats to the men's Illinois basketball game that we're going to after dinner (YEEEEE) and a new succulent for my office (because he knows I can garden but I can't keep a houseplant alive for anything)

What are you getting him: Four tickets to the A7X concert next month for a guys night out and a session with his favorite tattoo artist @vintagehellfire

How are you ending the night: Getting tipsy at dinner, even moreso at the game, successfully riling him up by grabbing some ass and giving him v flirty looks until he's dragging me home to discover the lingerie bodysuit I snuck on in the bathroom at the stadium -- and then, (literally) blowing his mind with his first ever prostate O ;)

@morningberriesao3 @rip-quizilla @feyremunson @duncanhillscoffeecups @mopeymopeymouse @eldermayfield @ahoyyharrington come play with us

Tag Game - Valentine's Day Date Edition

Fictional boyfriend: Sodo 🤭

What are you wearing: Low cut lace top, leather harness with o-rings, and a latex or PVC pencil skirt - black platform heels. Scythe Necklace and dagger earings.

What's he wearing: Prequelle/Meliora era ghoul outfit - with the fucking tailcoat because 🥵

What's he picking you up in: Probably his car? Idk? Idk what Sodo would even drive.

Where are you going: The cemetery for a picnic probably let's be real - though I could see him taking us out to our favourite restaurant/a new restaurant we've been dying to try.

What restaurant: Somewhere tucked into an old building that was built in the late 1800's early 1900s - bonus points if it's Victorian style and has a bar/speakeasy

What are you drinking: Red wine, the blood of Christ, whatever is most sinful

What's he getting you: An orgasm or 3

What are you getting him: That's for me to know, him to find out, and ya'll to stay out of 😏 *Body and Blood plays*

How are you ending the night: By Celebrating the female orgasm obviously

Just for fun - gotta keep that delusion fed 💕✨

💕🤍🫶🎀❤️🌹💕🤍🤭🎀❤️🌹💕🤍🤭

Tag to keep it rolling

@rip-quizilla @word-wytch @storiesbyrhi @louloulemons-posts

Idk these are no pressure tags have fun!!!

REBLOG IF YOU HAVE STRETCHMARKS

This way people can see they’re not alone. I have them and this would help me see that.

Bewitch You | E.M x Reader

summary: A year and a half after you tryst with a certain ghoul, you find yourself back at their show, this time hurting and yearning.

warnings: if you thought it couldn't get filthier... It did. Porn without plot. Plot? What plot? Okay maybe a little plot. Blood kink, blood play, choking kink, breath play, oral (f receiving), dom sub dynamics, bdsm dynamics, devil worship, lust, pure unadulterated sin, spit kink, spanking, unprotected sex (raw dogging the devil is cool and all but like fucking wrap it up), bruising, sacrilege, teasing, jealousy, pure filth, this is not a house of the holy. 18+. mdni

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It had been a year since that night, a year of your mind being clouded, a year of trying to find something even remotely akin to what you had lived through that fateful night at the show Lilly dragged you to. The first week or so after was lovely, honest. You had sent him a message and though he took a minute to reply, he was present, then as messages slowed, anxiety ate away at you gently, leaving you feeling a little inadequate. What if you were just for fun? You had drank together, he got his dick wet, you got the best sex of your life, and that was that right? But with every little quip he sent in reply, your heart would still swell and the bats in your stomach would start flapping their wings once again. You tried not to get too excited, Eddie was… a rockstar. He was always on the road, always touring, always away. You were stupid to expect anything more than a one-night stand right? But when you received an innocent message stating that he wished you were there, your heart all but stopped. No matter how many replies you drafted out, they all felt wrong. Either too overstated or too blasé. Besides, he couldn’t mean it, right? He’s certainly got a repertoire of people he pulls backstage or into the greenroom and this just so happened to be his unlucky night. 

15k of smut? From me? More likely than you think. Happy Valentine’s Day whores 💋🖤