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She/her 25 y/o New post will be over on @fluffansmut

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Update!

I’ve moved blogs.

This blog is a sideblog and it bothered me to no end that I wasn’t able to respond to your comments and such, so I’ve gone and created a main blog @fluffansmut

All my fics have been reblogged and my future stuff will be posted there.

Go ahead and follow me there and let’s chat!

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Masterlist

Eddie Munson x reader

I’ve got you sweetheart - smut, aftercare, fluff

I can tell - sick fic, hurt/comfort

Use your words - smut, Dom!Eddie, Sub!Reader

12 fics of Christmas - Christmas themed stories, fluff, smut, hurt/comfort

Clear your head sweetheart - smut, Softdom!Eddie, Subby! Reader

Are you leaving? - angst, hurt/comfort, fluff.

I can never be her - angst, hurt/comfort, fluff.

Clementine - hurt/comfort, fluff

You’re the one I want - angst, fluff

Hellfire fuck -smut

Like you haven’t done that - three parts, smut, established Jancy and Jopper.

part1

part2

part3

Steddie

Lean on me - hurt/comfort, friends-to-lovers

Ronance

Use your words - light smut, Dom!Nancy, Sub!Robin

We’ll be down for dessert -smut, insecure!Robin

Ronance x reader

Take it like a good girl - smut, Dom!Nancy, Softdom!Robin, Sub!reader.

Jancy

How was the pullout?- smut

The fruity four

They seem a bit…queer? - teaser, steddie, Ronance

What if-ing - steddie, ronance, slight smut, fluff

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Like you haven’t done that

Part 3

Summary: After you and Jonathan leave with your partners, doubt creeps into Joyces mind and she start to wonder if the choices she made were right, she calls up hopper for reassurance.

Content warnings: Byers!reader (only mentioned in this part though), mentions of sexual activity, self doubt, mentions of periods, sweet fluff

Word count: 973

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Part 1 - Part 2

When Joyce heard the car pull out of the driveway, her children and their significant others inside, she thought about the speech she had given.

Was she too strict? Or was she the total opposite? Were her children about to go rogue and make irreversible mistakes, all while thinking they had her blessing?

All the doubt forming inside her got the upperhand and she felt like she was the worst mother in America.

She needed someone to talk to, some reassurance and a laugh.

So she picked up the phone in the hall, fingers dialing quickly.

“Hello Joyce” Hopper said, voice tired.

“Am I the worst parent ever?” she bluntly asked, not even bothering to say hi.

“Well if you are then join the fucking club” he said, unironicly.

“Did something happen with El?” Joyce asked, forgetting her own problems, now focused on helping Hopper.

“It's more a question of what didn’t happen with El…” the man said with a sigh. “She's been upside down and inside out all day long and I can't for the life of me figure out what’s going on?”

“Have you talked to her about it?” Joyce asked.

”I've tried, believe me, but she’s snappy and short with me.” he said, truly confused as to what happened to his girl. “all she wants to do is mope around in her room, she came out for dinner but there wasn’t much of a conversation there either”

“It’s hormones” Joyce said, having gone through it all before with her two eldest. “Trust me, she is feeling all the emotions on the register and she can't quite navigate or understand it herself, there isn't much to do than to have an insane amount of patients and try to talk to her, to reassure her that it's okay.”

“Huh” was Hopper's first response.

He hadn't really gotten into the mindset of raising a teenager yet. He still sometimes got aftersweats from that time late last year, when El woke him up screaming that something died in her bed. He hadn't known what to say nor what to do when he walked in on her with bloodstained sheets and pants to match. So Joyce and her experience, advice and never ending stash of pads had been the answer then too.

“You, knowing this, pretty much proves that you're not the worst parent ever” He then said, shifting the focus back to Joyce.

“It doesn´t feel that way, my eldest two are apperently having sex now, and it kinda annoys me that I didn´t know before hand.” The stress in her voice was so present, it almost felt like one could touch it. She took a shaky breath and Hopper almost wanted to jump through the phone to put a cigarette between her lips, to calm her a little. Before he could say anything she continued.

“ Like is my intuition slacking off? Was my sextalk too late? Am I only months away from sharing a grandchild with Karen Wheeler or Wayne Munson?”

The last question threw Hopper a little. Jonathan and Nancy were of course not a surprise, but at the mention of Munson he almost choked on his own spit.

Cos he knew Wayne, hell he had shared drinks with him more than a few times. He knew that he was an honest man, who fathered a child that originally wasn't supposed to be his. A role he and Hopper now shared. Hopper had a lot of good things to say about Wayne Munson.

That was also why he looked between his fingers, when he heard rumors about how Wayne's nephew was selling drugs on school property.

He knew very little about the younger munson, but he had seen him around town. And rumours spread quickly around Hawkins.

The kid looked intimidating. Almost scary even. Hopper knew that he was better than judging by looks, but in this case he couldn't help it and blurted out:

“Your girl is really sleeping with Munson's kid?”

He cared a great deal about Joyce and her kids, so for her daughter to be with someone of that reputation worried him a little.

“Hop, I’ve met him.” Joyce stated, she heard the weariness in his question. “and from what I know he’s a good kid, although life hasn’t been exactly kind to him”

Hopper wanted to take Joyce's word for it, but he was still weary, cos he knew things about Eddie Munson's father too.

To say he didn’t worry about if all those qualities that he possessed somehow genetically transferred to his son, was an understatement.

“I guess,” he muttered.Then he remembered the purpose of the call.

“You are doing a great job with them Joyce”

Those words made stray tears fall upon Joyce’s cheeks. This was essentially what she wanted to hear, it was what she worried about, daily. That she didn’t measure up, that the fact that her three kids didn’t have a father present would scar them in unimaginable ways.

“Thank you,” she said. “Do you want me to talk to El?”

Hopper thought about it, it would be convenient and calming to have someone else talk to her, but when push came to shove, she was his kid and he needed to be able to handle it.

“Thank you, but I’ll talk to her again myself,” he said. “You’ve inspired me.”

“I’m positive that you’ll do fine, you know it can’t be worse than what I’ve already been through tonight, and then you can totally manage” Joyce said.

“Please don’t remind me that there are worse things to come,” Hopper said with a groan. “If she ever comes in the future admitting that she wants to sleep with that wheeler kid then I don’t know what to”

“Send her to me” Joyce said, “I’ve got your back”

“And I got yours”

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Like you haven’t done that

Part 2

Summary: Joyce improvised sex talk ends and you and Eddie try your best to do something in a house that wasn’t as empty as previously planned. Things are still tense between you and your older brother.

Content warnings: Eddie x Byers!reader, protective and annoying Jonathan, the Byers (including reader) have daddy issues, smut, thigh-riding, mentions of sexual activity, mentions of birth control.

Word count:3361

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Part 1 - Part 3

When you headed back you heard your mom and brother talk. She was telling him off, asking him to treat and speak about Eddie with the respect that he deserved.

You stopped for a moment and thought:

“You tell him mom”

You made your return noticed by clearing your throat.

Your mom smiled at you.

“And he’s okay?” She asked.

You wondered if she was thinking about the crash or the spoiled plans.

“He’s fine, Will is showing him his entire campaign right now so he doesn’t really have time for me anyways.”

Joyce chuckled in response, only imagining the excitement within her youngest as he told someone that actually understood.

“Okay you two, now I don’t wanna punish you for having sex, or planning to have sex, because it’s nothing wrong with it” she said, getting back to the lecture.

You and Jonathan each let out a sigh of relief… a little too soon.

“I however feel like I need to punish you for lying and for fighting with each other, because both of you, both know and deserve better.”

“What do you have in mind this time?” You muttered, hoping she just wouldn’t send Eddie straight home.

“I’ve decided that if either of you want to hang out with your partner tonight, it’s going down here, despite previous plans.” She stated, which was something,you were fine with, despite the fact that the original plan to have sex went out the window. “And I want you two to go pick up Will from the Wheelers tonight. Together. And you can drop off Eddie and Nancy on the way”

“No way! I’m not carpooling around Hawkins with her.” Jonathan protested! “I’ll pick Will up on my own”

“You are bringing your sister and that’s final” Joyce said, you could tell she had it with the bickering.

Jonathan was about to argue.

But then the door flew up, and in the doorway stood everyone’s favourite out of Will's friends.

“Where is Will and what is taking so long? I’ve waited for ages and I’m sure that we’ve got monsters to slay… Jesus” Dustin said, searching around the room.

Will and Eddie emerged from your room and you rose from the couch to join your boyfriend.

“There you are,” Dustin said when he spotted Will. “We need to leave, Mike and Lucas are probably arguing already.”

Dustin grabbed ahold of Will, pulling him outside.

On the way he shot Jonathan a quick;

“By the way, Nance is pacing back and forth in your front lawn so if you won’t go talk to her soon, she’ll leave a permanent mark.”

Jonathan rose from the sofa and walked out to go tell Nance about the change of plans.

“Who’s the kid?” Eddie asked, motioning towards Dustin.

“That would be Dustin Henderson, he’s loud and very no bullshit but still somehow he manages to charm everyone who comes across him” you said. “Kinda like someone else that I know.”

You jabbed him in the side with your elbow and he leaned in to give you a kiss.

“I like him already” Eddie said with a smile “and your brother is definitely dungeon master material, not only is his storytelling amazing, but have you seen that kid draw?!”

You chuckled, the only thing you’d done since Will was 5 was to look at and praise his drawings.

“I have, they´re amazing aren't they?”

You and Eddie were laying on your bed, door closed and the stereo playing quietly. Eddie was on his back, pillow under his head, one arm around you, with his knee bent. You had you leg slung over his bent knee and your head on his shoulder.

You were flipping though a magazine, reading this relationship column, where they solved people's problems, you read it out loud to Eddie and then he gave his best shot at giving them really shitty advice.

“okay okay, listen to this one!” you said, having found a good one. “ the caption is, My boyfriend thinks he makes me orgasm.”

Eddie burst out laughing, which in turn made you let out the laugh you had been holding since you read the sentence.

“How do they think writing to this column is gonna help with that?” he said. You smirked.

“Oh just you wait, it gets worse.”

“I can't wait,” Eddie said, motioning for you to keep reading. You cleared your throat.

“I have a dilemma, and I need help. My boyfriend (19)” you started but then you stopped because you heard some mumbling, coming from Jonathan's room.

“What?” Eddie asked, confused as to why you stopped reading.

“shh.” you said, untangling yourself from Eddie ́s limbs, pushing off the bed. “I'm trying to hear what Jonathan is talking about”.

You put your ear against the wall that connected your room to your older brothers and then you could hear his voice a little more clearly.

“Nance, why didn't you tell me that you told her about the night we had at Murray´s?” He asked.

“I didn't tell you because I didn't think it mattered, '' Nancy replied.

“What is he on about?” Eddie wondered from the bed, as he only heard mumbling.

“He´s lowkey annoyed at Nancy because she told me about how the fact that they had sex” you replied, voice low, because if you could hear them, then they could hear you.

“He really is something, your brother.” Eddie said, shaking his head slightly.

“Ugh, yeah tell me about it,” you replied.

“Of course it matters,” Jonathan said, sounding quite annoyed. “Everything she finds out can be used as leverage Nance, it literally always comes back to haunt me”

“I ́ m sorry baby, but don't take out your frustration on me” Nancy said. “cos it's not really me who you are frustrated with right?”

“No” Jonathan said, now sounding defeated. “It's not. I'm sorry”

You heard them kiss and then you immediately stopped eavesdropping, to avoid hearing something that you didn't want to hear.

“Not interesting anymore?” Eddie asked.

“They literally went from a slight argument to sucking face in under a minute” you said.

“Then he can't be that annoyed right?” Eddie said.

He knew it bothered you that Jonathan had not apologised to you yet.

You weren't ready to apologise to him, but Jonathan was always the one to apologise first, and in some ways, even though you wouldn't admit it, he felt like a parent to you. He felt like the dad that Lonnie never was, and that was why it hurt even more that he still was mad at you.

“He is mad Eddie, like he might never talk to me again, mad.” You said, slumping down onto your back, next to Eddie. “like madder than he ever has been before, ugh! It’s so frustrating, I’m here with you and all I can seem to think about is my dickhead brother, I need to think about something else!”

You kicked the heels of your feet into the mattress, frustrated.

Eddie smirked, an idea forming.

“I can help you find something else to think about?” He said, and when you turned towards him you saw a familiar gleam in his eye.

“And that suggestion is?” You asked, now eager to find out what he was on about.

“That you lose the panties and c'mere sweetheart” he said.

You pondered the suggestion for a moment, there were way to many people in the house to risk having actual sex, but then again that most likely wasn’t what Eddie was trying to do.

You got out of the panties and crawled across the bed to Eddie.

As you came within reach Eddie pulled you closer, nudging his thigh in between yours, you felt the friction of his jeans against your vulva and then you knew exactly what he was trying to do.

“Rub one out, blow off some steam princess” he said, placing his hands on your hips, grinding you down onto his jean-clad thigh. “You need it”

“I love you” you said, kissing his lips.

“I love you too” he replied. He kissed down your neck, onto your collarbones and then he unbuttoned your blouse, trailing kisses and teasing your nipples. All while you worked up a pace against his thigh.

You felt the familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach and suddenly it was hard to keep quiet.

Eddie noticed your breathy little moans and whimpers, he also noticed that you were trying to not let them out.

“Does it feel good, sweetheart?” he asked, a smirk present. He was about to tease you.

“uh yeah” you moaned.

“Do you want it to stop?” he said, leaving hickeys on your neck, behind your ear.

“Nooo”you said, then Eddie intentionally moved his leg a bit making the pressure on your clit so much more intense. “oh fuuck”

“Then you should probably keep quiet, princess,” he said. “cos if someone hears you then it's over, and you don't want that, hm?”

His voice was playful but with a sort of serious undertone.

You nodded, trying your best to keep quiet, then he moved his leg again, this time away for you, so you huffed at the loss of contact.

“Are you gonna stay quiet ?” he asked.

You nodded again, and then tried to hold in the moan that came, when he put his leg back.

“You're close, sweetheart?” he asked when you picked up the pace.

“Yeah” you moaned, and then you heard footsteps in the hallway.

Eddie clasped a hand over your mouth and then he whispered, “cum for me”.

You rutted your hips forward, at a steady pace all while moaning into Eddie's ring clad hand. The release of tension washed over you like a wave. You felt euphoric and wanted to both scream and giggle at the same time.

You removed yourself from his thigh and settled in between them instead, chest to chest with Eddie.

“Thank you for this,” you said. “How do you always know what I need?”

“You're welcome sweetheart” he said, kissing your forehead. “you are easier to read than you think”

You only smiled at the statement.

Then you heard Eddie chuckle.

“what's so funny?” you asked.

“We made a fucking mess babe” he said, motioning to the huge wet patch on his thigh.

“Oh fuck.” you said, before you also burst out laughing.

Then came a knock to the door.

You looked at Eddie with panicked eyes, grabbed the nearest throw pillow and put it in Eddie's lap, at the same time you made sure that your skirt was down, covering the fact that you didn't have anything underneath.

“Come in,” you said. As the handle pushed down Eddie reminded you to button the blouse.

in came Joyce, looking slightly apologetic for disturbing and said,

“There´s pizza in the kitchen if you want any, you can eat it here if you want to.”

“Thanks mom we´ll be out in a few,” you said, flashing her a smile.

“Thank you so much Mrs. Byers.” Eddie said, to which your mom replied with her usual,”oh, call me Joyce.”

you waited a little while before you went to get the pizza, partially to make the stain less apparent on Eddie's jeans, and to give you time to straighten up.

When you were emerging from your room then Jonathan and Nancy returned to his room, pizza-plates in hand.

They both looked different than when you last saw them. Nancy was wearing one of Jonathan's t-shirts and the belt of her pants were missing.

They both had massive bedheads and Jonathan had a lipstick trial going down his neck.

Once again, his own actions weren’t that different from yours.

Once the pizza was eaten you asked Eddie if he wanted the favour returned. “I was actually looking forward to some good old cuddles.” Eddie said, his soft eyes looking hopeful.

You dove into his arms and you reasted your head on his chest.

“So, how did hellfire go today?” you asked and you could almost see how your boyfriend filled with excitement .

“It was epic! the best part was when I lured them into this tavern and then…” he began.

The clock had struck 11.30 when Nancy knocked on your door.

“come in,” you replied, and she opened the door a tiny bit.

“Are you guys decent?” she asked. You laughed.

“Yeah, we are.”

She relaxed a bit and smiled at the two of you.

“I saw fresh hickies earlier so I just wanted to make sure I wasn't interrupting something, I know how annoying that can be.”

You found yourself getting jealous of Mike and Holly.. Why was Jonathan so uptight, when Nancy was so chill?

“It's time to leave, they've finished playing DnD and I'm sure mom is just waiting for them to leave so she can treasure her quiet evening.” She said, rolling her eyes slightly at her mother.

“Cmon sweetheart” Eddie said, as he rose from the bed and gave you a hand.

“They're truly adorable” Nancy mumbled under her breath, before she said,

“Jonathan is on his way towards the car.”

You and Eddie were in the backseat, and you clung to his arm. You certainly didn't look forward to eventually being alone in the car with your annoying, pissed off older brother.

“Wanna do something tomorrow?” Eddie asked. You saw how Jonathan's eyes immediately darted towards you in the rearview mirror.

“Sure, but don´t you have band practice?” you asked.

“It's postponed, Gareth´s mom is having some sort of guests over, ” he said, “maybe we could catch that movie and then Wayne is nagging me to ask you over for dinner.”

“Wayne?” Nancy asked, and you saw that Jonathan also looked confused.

“My uncle, I live with him.” Eddie explained, “and he really can´t believe that I scored this great”

He kissed the top of your head.

“Maybe we should start a club..” Jonathan mumbled as he took the last right turn before he arrived at the trailer park.

He parked outside of Eddie's trailer and the two of you got out of the backseat.

You locked lips with him almost instantly. All in full view of Nancy and Jonathan.

It wasn't until Eddie put his hand on your backside and squeezed, that Jonathan honked the horn motioning for you to hurry the fuck up.

“I better go before he wakes up everyone in Hawkins.” you said.

“Mkay then,” Eddie said, stealing another quick peck. “But I´ll see you tomorrow”

“You can count on it.” You said.

When the car stopped outside of the Wheelers, Nancy gave Jonathan a kiss and then very promptly told you to take the front seat, since Will had stuff to bring home and needed the space in the backseat.

You knew it was bullshit, he hadn't brought that much.

It was only to force you to talk to your brother. But you didn't argue, because there really wasn't a point to.

“I'll send him out in a minute.”

When Nancy left you muttered;

“Did mom pay her or something?”

The sentence actually brought a smile to your brother's lips.

“She wants me to apologise.” Jonathan admitted, looking straight ahead.

“So, do it then” you said, immediately regretting the harsh tone.

“Hey, it's not like you are innocent in this!” He said, instantly turning parental. “My confession about you to mom, it came from a genuine place of concern, but yours came from a place of revenge.”

You hadn't thought about it like that.

“I guess you're right…” You said. “I´m sorry about that. But you also have to admit that you were way out of line on so many levels.”

“I was, truly, honestly way out of line, and everything that you said to me before was true.” He admitted and you felt this knot of worry in your stomach drop. “I´m sorry”

“It’s okay, but Jonathan, you know that you don't have to take care of me like a parent… It's not your responsibility.” You said.

“You do the same for Will,” Jonathan pointed out.

“Will is a child,” you said.

He chuckled.

“Just barely anymore, to be honest, but fair, now tell me why do you do it?” Jonathan said, trying to prove a point.

“Because I love him and I don’t want something to happen to him again,” you said, thinking about all the pain that kid had been through already.

“And now why do you think I reacted the way I did when I heard that you’re locking lips with a drug dealer?” Jonathan said.

“It’s not the reaction that bothers me, because I get that” you said, feeling yourself getting annoyed all over again.

“It’s the distrust in me, that you went over my head, and the fact that you judged on sight, and refused to find out for yourself and make an informed opinion”

“I’m sorry for that” Jonathan muttered, “anger took the upper hand…”

You watched your brother tear up.

“Fuck I’m like dad, aren’t I?” he whimpered.

“No no no, never ever dare to even say that Jonathan” you said, and put a hand on his shoulder moving your thumb slowly back and forth.

“But it’s true, I got angry, didn’t listen to anyone and took the anger out on the ones I’m supposed to care about” he said, fully crying now.

“Listen to me, you are not him. You care, Jonathan. and you’re always here” you said.

“I’m sorry…” He said again. “I wanna make things right with Eddie, I wanna get to know him for real. Because I have a feeling that he is gonna be around”

“You and Nancy wanna join us at the movies tomorrow?” You asked.

“I might just take you up on that offer,” he said with a smile.

“Friends again?” You asked.

“Of course,” Jonathan answered and gave you a hug.

Right then, out of nowhere, Will came walking towards the car.

“Nancy said I couldn’t come out here until I saw you guys hug and make up” Will informed as he got into the backseat.

You gave Jonathan a pointed look and said: “Okay, mom is definitely paying her”

Jonathan laughed loudly.

“How did the campaign go?” You asked which was like opening a tap, Will spoke for the entire car ride home.

“And then Dustin was about to actually die and” he paused for a moment. “When will you see Eddie next?”

You couldn’t help but giggle.

“Tomorrow kiddo, why?” You responded.

“Can he stop by the house again? Cos I feel like he would get exactly how epic this is a bit better than you guys.” Will said and both you and Jonathan, faked a shocked gasp.

“That’s it, we’ve been replaced,” you said, faking a sob.

“We knew this day was coming but so soon! So soon.” Jonathan said, just as dramatically as you had.

“You can’t be replaced, cos two more dramatic fuckers than you two are hard to come by.” Will said.

“Hey, language!” You and Jonathan said at the same time.

“Okay, mooom,” Will said, rolling his eyes. “But honestly is he coming by the house?”

“I’ll ask him to,” you said. “But what happened to Dustin? Did he die?”

“Oh right!” Will said, remembering where he was.

He continued, telling you about how Dustin, thanks to Mike, had survived.

When the car stopped, Will got out quickly, telling you that he was gonna go “check on mom”.

You were about to get out when Jonathan said;

“Check the glove compartment”

You did and pulled out an entire packet of condoms.

“Keep it, put some in your room, some in your bag.” He said. “And if you need more, then tell me”

“Thank you” you said, knowing that this was Jonathan's way of saying that he trusted you.

“No problem,” he said.“One thing still stands though, if he’s forcing you into doing some freaky shit, I’ll kill him.”

“You don’t have to worry, all the freaky shit we do is 100 procent consensual.” You said.

And as a response to that, Jonathan put his fingers in his ears and said;

“Lalalalala I-don’t-want-to-know”

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Like you haven’t done that

Summary: You’re the second Byers child and the middle sister in the Byers trio. Most of the time your brothers are great, but when you start to sneak around, dating Eddie Munson and planing r-rated activities with him, your big brother suddenly becomes more annoying than ever.

Even though you’re not doing anything that you know that he hasn’t already done himself.

Content warnings: Eddie x Byers!reader, protective & annoying Jonathan, the Byers kids (including reader) have daddy issues, mentions of sexual activity, mentions of birth control options, hickies, slightly awkward sex-talk.

A/N: realised I hadn’t posted this to tumblr, and since it’s all out on AO3 already I’ve decided to drop all three parts on tumblr right away.

Word count: 4227

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Part 2 - Part 3

It was friday morning in march-85.

You were sat at the kitchen table eating breakfast with your brothers this particular morning, when the phone rang.

Hoping it to be who you thought It were you sprung out of your chair to answer.

“Why is she so eager to answer the phone nowadays? Will asked Jonathan who shook his head in response.

“No idea, but something is definitely up.”

You answered the phone.

“Byers”

“Hello sweetheart” you heard on the other side.

“Hi babe”

“I was just calling to ask if everything is arranged for tonight or if I need to kick Wayne and his poker buddies out of the trailer for the night” Eddie said, you could hear in his voice how excited he was.

“It’s arranged, Will is playing DnD at wheeler’s, Jonathan is studying at the library with Nancy and mom is working late so she won’t be home until at least 11.30.” You confirmed.

You and Eddie had carefully planned out the whole thing. The two of you had been trying to find a moment to yourselves, a moment to have sex and not worry constantly about being quiet or interrupted. (Or caught for that matter, Joyce didn’t know that you were sexually active or with Eddie for that matter)

so now when all the people living in your house were otherwise occupied, you jumped on it.

“Great, then I’ll se you at school gorgeous.” Eddie said, you could clearly visualise the smirk on his face.

“See you, babe, I love you” you said.

“Love you too.” Eddie replied then the line when silent.

When you turned around to return to your breakfast you were met by your big brother, who was leaning up against the wall giving you a pointed look.

“Who is babe?” He asked.

“None of your concern” you replied, walking towards the table.

Jonathan was of course not ready to drop it there.

What do you have planned that mom doesn’t know about?” He asked. Sitting down across from you at the table again.

“It’s nothing Jonathan, nothing.” You said, trying to put an end to the conversation. You didn’t want Will to hear you argue.

“Okay well if it’s nothing, then why are you telling babe that you are home alone tonight? I thought you were gonna study with Stacy?” Jonathan said, calling your bluff.

“First and foremost, I am too, going to study with Stacy tonight. But stop eavesdropping on my phone calls! Is nothing fucking private in this house anymore?” You exclaimed as you rose from the table and put the bowl and spoon in the sink.

“Don’t swear infront of Will, and I’m not buying anything so tell me what you are up to.”

Will who still was stained since your parents divorce hated fights in general and tried to help.

“Hey Jonathan it’s okay, Dustin says shit all the time, I’m used too it?”

“There see, he’s used too it.” You said

“And besides, you aren’t my parent and you cannot tell me what to do!”

Jonathan huffed.

“I am still one and a half year older than you” he said.

“I’m riding my bike to school today” you said, refusing to have this conversation continuing on all the way to school.

You ruffled Will’s hair when you passed his chair and shot him a

“Have a good day kiddo” before you walked out the door.

The first time you saw Eddie that day was when he walked into the cafeteria as you were walking out. He grabbed your arm and spun you close to him.

At first you got a little frightened but when you realised that it was Eddie you smiled. He pressed his forehead against yours and you locked eyes with his soft, dreamy ones.

“Hello gorgeous” he said.

“Hello handsome” you replied and kissed him.

“I can’t wait for tonight” he said. ”the thought of what we are about to do later has been consuming my mind all day”

“What are these thought consuming ideas of yours ?” You asked.

His eyes grew impossibly wider with lust and he said,

“I don’t think those words are appropriate on school property” he said with a smirk, teasing you.

“Are you really one to talk about what’s appropriate, you know since you´re known for trampling all over the tables in the cafeteria when it suits you.”

His smirk grew even wider when you called him out on his bullshit and then he leaned in closer and whispered,

“Let’s just say; I want to ravish you” he said.

“Oh please do” you replied. Giving him a kiss.

“You want a preview?” He asked, and before you even thought it through you nodded and said;

“Yes!”

Right where your collarbone meets your neck he gave you a hickey.

When he pulled away you heard him gasp a little.

“Holy shit, sorry sweetheart, I didn’t mean to make it so obvious.” He said and ran his fingers over it.

“Is it really big?” You asked, now slightly nervous about the questions that your brother would have for you.

“Bigger than I was going for” he said.

“I’m sorry sweetheart”

“It’s fine, I just gotta hide it from Jonathan” you said.

You gave Eddie a goodbye kiss for now and you parted ways, he went into the cafeteria and you and Stacy went towards to the bathroom to try and cover up the hickey.

On the way there you did a quick search of the surroundings, just to make sure Jonathan weren’t watching.

What you didn’t notice was the king of Hawkins high himself, that saw the whole thing play out.

And when Steve later met Nancy and Jonathan outside of science class things didn’t go as you planned.

“Hey guys, what’s up?” He said, smiling at the pair.

“Nothing much, just trying to get through this school year.” Nancy replied with a small sigh, gesturing towards the pile of paper she had in her arms. “How are you?”

“Same, just trying to survive until graduation. “ he said, and then he remembered what he witness earlier “Hey Byers, I saw your sister with that Munson kid before, when did they start dating?”

The question threw Jonathan a little... he wasn’t stupid, he knew that babe most likely were someone that you were in fact dating? But, that it was Eddie Munson made him feel uneasy.

“You aren’t fucking with me now, are you Harrington?” Jonathan asked.

“Wait you didn’t know?” Steve said, slightly surprised.

“Are you positive that it was Eddie Munson?” Nancy asked sensing the tension from Jonathan.

“I’m certain , that cult like t-shirt that he always wears, leather jacket, and jeans vest, cos apparently that’s something you can wear at the same time. “ Steve said, describing the eccentric kid they all had seen in the cafeteria countless of times before. “It was him.”

“And you are sure that it was my sister?” Jonathan then asked.

“Yes, I have seen your sister before, she wore this patterned blouse this morning right?” Steve said, starting to describe the blouse. “Light blue with geometric shapes on it in pastel colours?”

“Yeah” Jonathan said, remembering the blouse from breakfast.

“Then I’m sorry my friend, but it was her too.” Steve said, giving Jonathan a sympathetic look.

You had successfully avoided your big brother during the whole school day and was more than satisfied with that when you hopped on you bike again that afternoon.

Your mind was only focused on preparing for Eddie’s arrival later.

When you came home you dropped your bag by the door and took a deep breath, enjoying the silence.

You organised you room a bit, ie, shoving junk and old stuffed animals into the closet.

You straightened up your bed a bit, not that it still would look like that at the end of the night but still.

Right then and there you realised that you didn’t have any condoms…

Sure it was Eddies responsibility to bring some, but you didn’t want the night to be spoiled even if he forgot them.

You weren’t on any birth control, simply bc that required a signature from a parent, and taking that up with your mom was a no go at the moment. You thought about it for a moment, then an idea popped into your head. Jonathan might have some…

You walked into your brothers room and headed straight for his nightstand, but as you pulled out the draw you only found this old photography magazine. You cursed a little under your breath, couldn’t he just have some condoms you could steal without his knowledge?

You checked the pockets of some of his most worn clothes but only found nickels and gum wrappers.

His desk draw wasn’t any successful either.

”How can he not have any condoms?” you thought, and returned to the nightstand, you picked up the magazine to check underneath it. It was then you hit the jackpot, out from between the pages fell condoms, onto the floor.

”That sneaky little shit” you mumbled and picked up two condoms, putting them in your pant-pocket. As you bent down to pick up the rest you suddenly heard a very familiar voice.

”I knew that you were fucking lying” Jonathan said. You jerked at his words just dropping the remaining condoms and the magazine right back into his nightstand.

”He can’t even bring his own fucking condoms?”

”I have not clue what your on about?” You said, deciding that denial was the way to go with Jonathan. You began to walk out of the room but Jonathan grabbed your wrist making you stay.

”I´m not stupid if you think so, I know that its drug-dealer-cult-leader Eddie Munson who you are planning to sleep with.” Jonathan said, getting properly worked up about it all. ”And its obviously him that also already branded you like cattle.”

He pointed towards the hickey by your collarbone.

”You are such a fucking idiot, you don´t even know him! ” you spat, jerking your hand free from his grip. ”And its not like you haven’t done the exact same thing.”

”Don´t bring me into this” he responded. ”You are the one to make stupid mistakes”

Your blood was boiling and you wanted to slap your brother across the face.

”You are the stupid one, going around judging people on what other people say all the time.” You said, getting really defensive over Eddie. ”Weren’t we just the freaks,huh? When Will went missing? We were the zombie-boy-siblings for about a year Jonathan”

”That was totally different and you know it.” He said.

”How exactly is it different?” You said.

Jonathan stumbled over his words, not really sure of what to say.

”Its not worth explaining to you” he landed on.

”You are such a dick, do you know that “ you said, walking out of his room.

”I want my condoms back.” Jonathan then said.

”They are all in your nightstand.” You replied, walking towards the kitchen.

”I saw you putting some in your pocket, I’m not stupid, hand them over” he said.

”And what will the outcome be of that?” You asked him, ”do you think that you can stop me from having sex just because you take away the condoms?”

He huffed.

”You are really stupid, you really would have unprotected sex just cause the contraception just isn’t right the beside you?” He said.

” I´ve heard the pullout method is effective or what do you say picture-perfect-big-brother” you spat at him, knowing full well what he and Nancy did at Murray Baumans house about 3 months ago.

”What are you talking about now?” He said, playing innocent.

” Cut the bullshit, you know that I talk to Nancy right?” You responded.

“First and foremost that is none of your business, and it’s not what we are discussing here?” Jonathan said.

“I thought unprotected sex was exactly what we were discussing?” You shot back.

Before Jonathan could reply your fight got cut off by your mom coming home with a pounding migraine.

“Hey, hey,hey” she shouted and then held a hand to her head. “Who is having unprotected sex?”

You quickly pointed a finger towards Jonathan as he did the same towards you, just as when you were kids.

“Okay, you two sit down, and don’t speak a word until I’m back.” Joyce said and pointed towards the couch.

You and Jonathan started to bicker about calling each other out as you mom went towards the kitchen.

“I said not a word!” She snapped at you, as she grabbed a hairclip from the table, putting her hair up.

You and Jonathan shut up quickly after that.

Joyce had looked forward towards a quiet house with only you and Stacy home so she could rest, but now she had to give a improvised sex talk to her two teenagers.

“Let’s have them close in age Joyce, they’ll have so much FUN together” she muttered, imitating Lonnie, whilst she was rumaging around trying to find painkillers.

Of course there was some truth in what he had said, you and Jonathan could always depend on each other to look after one another, which sometimes was nice and sometimes ended up in situations like this.

It drove Joyce crazy, the way the two of you never could leave it, she was just happy that both of you took it out on each other and both considered Will to be your favourite sibling, since Will would take fights so much more to heart.

“So, one at the time please explain why the two of you are fighting?” She said as she sat down on the table opposite you.

“Well for starters, she’s lying to you” Jonathan blurted out pointing at you.

“Oh c’mon for fucks sake” you said.

“Mind your language a bit please, now is this true ?” Joyce said, searching your face with that concerned mom look that you hated.

“Jonathan is totally throwing me under the bus here and it’s so unfair” you replied, hoping to shift blame.

The problem with your brother was that he knew every curveball you had and had learned how to easily dodge them.

“You didn’t answer the question?” He taunted.

You gave him the finger when your mom looked away and then you said,

“I’m not lying more than Jonathan is?”

“I’m not lying, she is.”

“Okay okay, quit bickering” Joyce said, shutting you both up. “I do not care who is lying and by the looks of it you both are, now what brought on this whole unprotected sex discussion?”

It was like a lightbulb went off over your head, and then you turned towards your brother.

“You want to tell her of should I?” You said putting your hand in your pocket.

Jonathan who had enough of your bullshit didn’t think before blurting out

“She stole my condoms to go have sex with the school drug dealer”

“Well Jonathan had unprotected sex with Nancy at a strangers house” you shot back, if he could play dirty then so could you.

“You are freaking unbelievable, how is that relevant at all?” Jonathan said.

Joyce was overwhelmed to say the least, these were sides of her children (and Nancy Wheeler for that matter) that she never expected to see.

“Okay I’m gonna need so much more information to make this make sense.” She gave you and Jonathan this maternal look that you had seen a thousand times before. It was best for the two of you to tell the truth.

“If I’m gonna say anything I want him to shut the fuck up whilst I talk” you started, glaring towards Jonathan.

Jonathan was about to protest when Joyce cut him off.

“Dial down on the cursing and the tone please” she first scolded. “But you do make a valid point, now Jonathan, let your sister talk”

Jonathan thought about protesting again but decided against it, since it probably wouldn’t help.

“I’ve met this guy…his name is Eddie, and despite popular belief” you said, shooting a glare towards Jonathan, “he is actually the sweetest man I've ever met. He is kind, considerate and I feel very safe with him.”

Jonathan who at this point didn't believe the sincerity in your voice rolled his eyes at your statement, but kept quiet.

“Okay…” Joyce said choosing her next words wisely. “He sounds lovely… but what worries me is the talk about drugs, has he ever offered you drugs?”

“He never has” you said triumphantly, looking at Jonathan before returning your eyes towards your mom.

“Has he ever dealt drugs with someone else in your presence?” Joyce asked.

You shook your head, cause sure people pulled him aside in school whilst you were in earshot but he always dealt the actual drugs in the woods by the school, and you weren’t there.

“Is he even like.. uhm high in front of you?” Joyce asked, searching your face for any indication of insincerity.

You pondered the question for a moment… It wasn’t like Eddie was high most of the time, it was more of a business than a hobby to put it that way. But sure it had happened once or twice that you surprised him at the trailer park, to find him with a joint in between his fingers.

“No, he isn’t” you responded.

“Then there isn’t much more I can ask from him, in that department” Joyce settled on.

Jonathan wasn’t satisfied with the fact that your mom was willing to drop the drug dealing after that conversation, he cleared his throat to say something, but was only met by a held up finger in front of him, telling him to keep quiet.

“Now honey, I assume that you are planning on sleeping with this Edward? It was Edward right?” Joyce asked, calling you by the nickname she had for you since you were a kid.

You blushed at the question, wasn’t it obvious?

“You can call him Eddie, everybody does” you first corrected. “But yeah…”

It was strange to admit it to your mom. It was even strange to say it out loud.

“Can I ask if you’ve ever done anything of that nature before?” She asked. Blood drained from your face, you didn’t want to admit any details in front of your mom and brother.

“No details necessary, just yes or no” your mom added and put a hand on your knee.

You thought about you and Eddie, about hickies, handjobs and fingerings, about Eddie’s hands on your tits and that time you came from grinding on his jean-clad thigh.

“ uhm, yes, but nothing too intimate so to say” you settled.

You mom nodded, then she turned towards your brother for the first time in a while.

“And am I right to assume by the conversation that I walked in on that you and Nancy are sexually active?” She asked.

You snickered silently,because finally it wasn’t only about you.

Jonathan pushed you slightly in the side with his elbow to shut you up.

“Yes, you are” Jonathan said, searching the wall in front of him trying to avoid looking his mother in the face as he answered the question.

“Okay, the two of you, let’s talk about protection” she stated going into this educating version of herself that you both hated.

“Mom, c’mon, we know already” Jonathan muttered, you saw him turning red in the face.

“Um no, we are discussing this” Joyce stated. Just as she was about to continue the door opened and in came the youngest Byers sibling.

“Hi Im just gonna grab my Dn… are both of you in trouble at the same time again?” Will asked, looking at both his older siblings. Who both looked flustered and ashamed.

“Why do you assume that they are in trouble?” Joyce asked. Taken a bit by suprised at Will´s question, was it really that obvious?

“ mom, your sitting on the coffetable, plus you have your hair up, you only put you hair up when you´re annoyed.” Will stated.

“Kid is good.” you said, smiling slightly at how observant your little brother was.

“They are in fact in trouble, but it's nothing that you need to worry about” Joyce said smiling at her youngest. “Go get your things. “

He ran off towards his room and your mom turned back towards you and Jonathan.

“Now where were we?” She said, “oh, yeah, Birth control is mandatory. It’s not up for discussion, I don’t want grandchildren yet and I promise you guys, non of you wants an STI”

“I think she’s talking to you” you said to Jonathan.

“At least I have condoms in my room” he muttered, “it`s more than your shitty boyfriend has.”

“Jonathan Byers!” Joyce said sternly, shutting your brother up.

“I just wanna add for the record that i didn´t borrow condoms from Jonathans stash because Eddie wasn´t planning on bringing any.” you said, defending both yourself and Eddie. “ I did it because I didnt want to be left without, incase he forgot, or it broke or something.”

“That was a very mature decision honey and I think it shows that you´re mature and responsible.” she said. ”although please ask your brother before going through his drawers and stealing things from him”

“Mkay, then” you said and rolled your eyes. You were nowhere near apologising to Jonathan.

“We can also look into contraceptive pills if that is something you might want” she said looking at you, hand on your knee.

“And if it ever comes up for discussion between you and Nancy, I want you to tell her that I will help in anyway I can, I’ll talk to Karen with her if she wants to.”

Jonathan simply nodded, and considered telling her about it.

“Now want to talk about consent” Joyce continued on, looking like she was mentally checking things off the “sex-talk-check-list”

“Once again mom we know, okay?” Jonathan groaned.

“Well good, that’s good” Joyce said. “Because like birth control it’s mandatory, I don’t want you to feel any pressure to do something that you don’t want to, no matter how big or small it is, and I don’t want you to pressure anyone into anything”

“I just wanna say if I ever find out that Munson has pressured you into doing some freaky shit then I swear to god I’ll beat him with my own hands” Jonathan said and your first instinct was to slap him, but since that would only land you in more trouble with your mom you decided against it.

“I can’t believe you” you said, “how can you even say that? It’s so unlike you to judge someone so hard with even knowing them”

Neither Joyce nor Jonathan had any chance to say anything because right after your outburst, there came a crash from your room and a very familiar,

“Oh shit”

“Speaking of the devil” Jonathan said with an eye roll.

“Shut the fuck up.” You said.

“Jonathan, that is quite enough” Joyce said, giving Jonathan a stern look. “Honey, go tell Eddie to wait in your room whilst we finish up here” Joyce said and you rose from the couch.

In the doorway to your room you saw your little brother staring wide-eyed at the long haired man who was busy putting all the cds he knocked down back.

“Hey babe” you said which made him look up.

“Oh I’m sorry sweetheart, I tried to be discreet and ended up being the total opposite.” He said smiling at you, then he turned his attention to the younger boy who stood next to you clutching his campaign to his chest.

“And this must the younger-brother-Byers?”

“Uhm yes, I’m.. Will” he said, turning a little shy. He then turned to you and you spotted that curious hint in his eye. “What’s hellfire club?” He whispered trying discreetly to motion towards the shirt Eddie was wearing.

“Ask him.” You said, knowing full well that Eddie would enjoy both answering the question and your brothers reaction.

“Will this is Eddie” you said, taking a step into the room, coaxing Will to join you. “He is the absolute nicest. And you can ask absolutely ask him what you asked me”

“What’s hellfire club?” Will asked, blushing slightly.

“It’s only the coolest club at Hawkins high” Eddie said, looking very proud. “We play DnD, and I’m the dungeon master”

You immediately noticed that spark light up inside of Will.

“You play DnD?” He asked, voice high pitched and excited.

“Live for it kid” Eddie replied. “I take it as you do too?”

“Yeah, I actually planned the campaign we are playing tonight” he said, looking at the things he was holding.

“Oh no way, can you show me?” Eddie said and took a seat on your bed. Not two seconds later Will was sat next to him.

“I just came him here to tell you that we are totally busted and mom asked me to tell you to stay in here whilst she finished up the most embarrassing mom-talk I’ve ever received.” You said to Eddie.

“Yeah, yeah go be embarrassed, I don’t have time for you right now” he said and shifted his focus back to Will who already started talking about the campaign.

You smiled as you returned to the living room, at least one of your brothers liked Eddie.

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We’ll be down for dessert

Summary: Robin comes to the Wheelers for Easter dinner.

Content warnings: Easter, family dinner, original characters, cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, fingerfucking, nippleplay, biting, praise kink, voyuerism-ish

AO3| Masterlist

Robin was nervous, like insanely stupidly dumb nervous.

“Steve, I don’t think I can do it” she blurted out as she sorted through the VHS-tapes in front of her.

“You have like 14 tapes left Rob, it’s nothing” Steve said, only glancing up from where he was standing, behind the counter.

“It’s not that, dingus… I don’t think I can have dinner with the Wheelers on Sunday” She admitted.

Nancy had invited her to come over for Easter dinner to meet her parents. Robin had agreed, but now doubt was starting to get to her, she grew nervous. What if they didn’t like her? Nancy had reassured her a million and one times, it would be fine. Robin knew that it would be fine, but the though of meeting Karen and Ted Wheeler still made her feel squeamish.

“you`ll do fine.” Steve said, certain. “you know they really aren´t hard to charm, you know when I dated Nance..”

Robin cut him off as soon as he said it.

“woah dude, don´t make it weird.” Robin said, shoving tapes into the shelves.

“I’m not making it weird, you know I have no romantic feelings for Nance.” Steve said, hand on his hips, proofing his point. “Plus, she loves you a lot”

“It's not that, it’s just that I’m not a meet-the-parents type of girlfriend, I'm more a hide-in-your-closet-no-pun-intended type of girlfriend.” Robin rambled, tapes on her cart long fortgotten, as she turned towards Steve.

“Like I said Robin, you’ll do fine.” he said. “I brought some flowers for Mrs. Wheeler  the first time I met them, and she was putty in my hands, I promise you that and Mr Wheeler isn’t much to worry about, he just..like, sits places. He’s talking furniture basically. “

Robin wanted to groan at Steve's non intentional ignorance. Of course they loved him, everyone and their fricking pets loved ex jock, Steve Harrington. He needed to realise that it wasn't always the same for queer bandgeek, Robin Buckley.

“Steve, of course they loved you. “ she started, voice laced with both annoyance and worry. “When your daughter brings home the schools most popular jock, you love that guy. But when the same daughter brings home a neurodivergent lesbian, it’s a different story.”

Steve didn’t reply to the ramble. Robin knew why, he couldn't deny the statement.

Nance could sense the anxiety radiating from Robin as she opened the door that Easter Sunday. Nancy could tell with a single glance that Robin dressed for the occasion.

It was the bra, the blouse, the exaggerated blush on her cheeks,the bouquet of tulips she clutched tightly in her hand and the low heels on her feet.

She could see that Robin was dressed to impress.

Nancy saw right through it, but decided to not comment on it right away.

"Hello gorgeous!" she said and pressed a peck to Robin´s lips. Robin didn’t participate much in the kiss, her eyes were busy darting around the hallway of the wheeler house, as if she was scared to get caught. “Are you okay, baby?”

“Uhm, yeah,” Robin said, not wanting to burden Nance with her worries. “ I’m fine.”

Nancy cocked her eyebrow in disbelief,

“Do you need to take a minute up in my room?” Nancy asked. She slid her hand down Robins arm and took her hand.

Robin nodded and Nancy was dragged her up the stairs.

Robin felt herself let out a breath as Nancy closed the door behind her.

“Now what´s the matter sweetie?” Nancy said, puling Robin to sit onto the bed with her.

“What if they don’t like me Nance” Robin said,voice small and insecure.

Nancys heart broke at the sight of the woman infront of her. Her baby, the woman of her dream and desires, looking so incredibly insecure of herself.

“Robin baby look at me.” Nancy said, placing a hand on her thigh. “ you have nothing to worry about. They are excited to meet you, nothing else.”

“It’s just.. I’m so different from all the other people you’ve dated” Robin said, leaning a little close to Nance. “I’m afraid that I wont measure up.”

Nancy heart all but broke at the words that her girlfriend had just said.

“You are enough for me,” Nancy said, pressing a loving kiss to the apple of Robin's cheek, “and that’s all that matters.”

Robin melted briefly into the touch of her loved one and just enjoyed it. It wasn’t like it made all her worries fade away, but it did make her feel like her heart pounded a little bit slower at that moment.

The two stayed quiet for a while, finding comfort in each other's arms.  

Nance was first to break the silence.

“You brought flowers?”

Robin blushed at the question.

“Yeah.,.” She admitted, “Steve advised me too”

“Of course he did” Nancy said and laughed a little,

Robin couldn’t help but laugh along with her.

“Do you think you’re ready to go downstairs?” Nancy asked and swiped a lock of hair from Robin's face.

“Yeah,” Robin said, reeling herself up with confidence she didn’t actually have. “I probably won’t get more ready than this”

Nancy led Robin by the hand into the kitchen where her whole family was.

Karen was by the stove, transferring food from pots to serving dishes, Mike was sat upon the counter sneaking a taste of just about anything that his mother was serving when she had her back turned.

Holly had her papers and pencils out drawing to her heart’s content.

On a chair at the already set table, flipping through a paper was Ted. Robin almost laughed, as she remembered the way Steve had described the man.

He really did just sit places.

“Okay guys this is Robin.” Nancy announced as they walked into view.

Robin found herself almost letting go of Nancy's hand, but she regretted her thoughts at the last minute and tightened the grip on it instead.

Nancy returned the squeeze and smiled at the nervous girl beside her.

Robin told herself that she made the right decision when all eyes in the room darted toward her.

Mike muttered a hi at her then got back to eating fried green beans from the serving platter.

Karen threw a look to her husband and son before she rolled her at their uninterest. She did the classic mom move and wiped her hands on the apron she was wearing and walked towards the women who just entered.

“Hi Robin, I’m Karen, Nancy's mother.” She said holding out her hand for Robin to shake.

Unfortunately Robin was out of hands, left was held by Nancy and right held the bouquet of tulips.

Robin resorted to putting the flowers into Karen’s hand instead.

“A pleasure to meet you Mrs Wheeler, these are for you” Robin said, almost too quickly for Karen to understand what she said.

“Oh how sweet of you,” Karen said and studied the tulips further. “I love them, thank you”

Karen turned flowers in hand to fetch a vase for them, all whilst trying to get her husband to stop embarrassing them by his lack of engagement.

“Ted, look how lovely the tulips are that Robin brought.” She said, as she put them in the vase.

The man, who was seemingly more interested in the article in front of him didn’t even look up before agreeingly humming, “very lovely” to his wife.

“I’m so sorry about him” Karen said apologetically, Robin couldn’t figure out if the apology was aimed at her or Nancy so all she did was smile toward the woman who proceeded to go tell her husband off whilst putting the flowers on the table.

Robin and Nance turn their attention towards Holly and her drawings.

“Holly, honey, this is Robin.” Nancy said, grabbing the attention of the youngest Wheeler. “She’s my girlfriend”

Robin almost choked on her own saliva when she heard how blunt Nancy had been with their relationship to the kid. Robin carefully glanced up at the other people in the room. She felt ease settle in her stomach as she noticed that no one batted an eye.

Holly glanced up from the paper in front of her and took a closer look at Robin.

“She looks kinda cool.” Holly commented, Nance kissed the back of Robins hand whilst Mike passed the group, ruffled Holly's hair and said, “she is, kinda cool, in fact.”

Robin slowly settled into the dynamic of the wheelers.

She struck up conversation with Karen and complimented Hollys drawings.

Nancy smiled at the view, her girlfriend and her family all together.

Suddenly however the view was disturbed by an annoying ring of the doorbell.

“Who can that be?” Nancy asked and raised her eyebrow in confusion towards her mother.

“I don’t know” she replied, “can you get the door, Ted, I need to check on the oven.”

Ted wasn’t fazed by what she had said and remained seated in his chair.

The whole room looked at him in dissapointment, until the doorbell rang again and Nance let out an exaggerated sigh and went to get the door.

Robin moved closer to Mike who was rummaging the fridge for a coke can.

“Who do you recon it is?” She asked.

“At the door?” Mike said, “if we’re lucky, it’s mormons or something”

Robin smiled to hid a laugh at his statement, she couldn’t deny that she would thank her lucky star if it was someone who didn’t demand to come inside. Meeting the Wheelers was more than enough for today.

Luck however wasn’t usually something that followed Robin.

What followed Nancy was a boy, slightly younger than her, and a man who looked to be about Karen's age.

“John?” Karen let out when she saw him. “What are you doing here?”

“Is that the way to greet your brother?” The man who Robin now understood was Nancy's uncle John said, as he held his arms out towards his sister.

Nancy took place beside Robin and put an arm around her waist, pulling her closer until they were hip to hip.

Robin's body language had gone back to being stiff and unnatural, Nancy cursed her uncle and cousin for dropping by unannounced.

“Who do we have here?” The cousin asked as his eyes flickered between Nancy and Mike, eventually landing on Robin in the middle.

Robin felt Nancy's grip on her waist tightened a little in a familiar way, Nancy was getting both protective and jealous.

“Well Fredrick,” Nancy began, “this is Robin, she was invited here today”

Fredrick didn’t catch the tone in Nancy’s voice and didn’t really realise that he was crashing a dinner, so instead he simple just nodded at Nancys reply before he turned towards the stove and walked over, asking what's for dinner to anyone who was willing to reply.

“We’ll go get the extra plates” Nancy called out towards her mother and then pulled Robin along with her into the living room where they kept their fancy plates and saucers.

“Do you need me to be a friend?” Robin asked. She had searched her mind for some time, trying to find a less blunt way to ask, but this was the only way she came up with.

“No” Nancy replied immediately. “Maybe we hold up on telling them straight up, but we can always let them wonder…”

Dinner passed in a blink of an eye, Robin had been seated between Nancy and Fredrick, who had done clumsy attempts at flirting with her.

Attempts that almost made Robin want the crawl out of her own skin with discomfort.  

She was uncomfortable physically too, the choice of clothing was proofing itself to be the wrong one now, with the bra that digged into her back, and the blouse the was itching all over.

The flirty cousin made Nancy crazy with jealousy, and the visual discomfort in the girl beside her had her spending the majority of dinner trying to find ways to make Robin relax, whilst simultaneously reminding both her and in extension everyone else who Robin really was with.

When her mother was gathering  everyone’s plates Nance reached up the back of Robin's blouse, and unbuckled the bra as discreetly as she could. She saw the way Robins body visibly relaxed whilst her face grew a faint blush.

Nancy ran her finger across the marks on Robin's back that the bra had left.

She trailed her fingers across her girlfriends back, gracing the side of her boob on the opposite side.

Robin was trying not to have any visual reaction to it,but the blush that painted her cheeks was telling something though.

“You seem tense, baby” Nancy whispered in Robins ear.

“I’m not use to straight men hitting on me” Robin whisper back in an attempt to be funny.It however has the opposite effect on Nancy.

“Cmon, lets go upstairs,” Nancy said, and grabbed Robins hand steadily.

“Nance, dessert will be out in a little while”  Karen said as she noticed the two girlfriends leaving the table.

“Well be down for dessert,” Nancy just said and dragged the blonder girl upstairs.

Inside the bedroom Nancy was quick to lock the door.

“take off your top” Nancy said, already unbuttoning her own dress.

“Nance, can we really do this with your relatives downstairs?” Robin said, her own mind conflicted, she wanted Nancy right now, oh god she wanted Nancy but at the same time it felt almost illegal.

Nancy who by now only was in her bra, panties and thigh high stockings walked over to her and softly pushed her to sit on the bed. Robin didn’t even have time to blink until Nance was straddling her.

“Do you want to?” Nancy asked, voice fully serious, “Cmon, use your words for me”

“I..uhm, I mean I want to.. but eh” Robin began, her mind running wild, her eyes glued to Nancy's tits.

“Think of yourself now Robin, do you want to?” Nancy said, a steady hand under Robin's chin, bringing her eyes up to face her.

“I want to,, oh fuck i want to.” Robin said.

“Okay, then forget all about them and focus on me now”

Robin nodded and looked longingly at Nancy.

That was all Nancy needed to remove the blouse and the already unclasped bra from the girl under her.

“Fuck I love your tits.” Nancy muttered and pushed Robin to lay her back onto the bed, she attached her lips to Robins nipple and it made shivers spread across Robin.

“Oh Nance.” She moaned.

“You’re. All. Mine. Okay?” Nancy said, alternating between sucking, kissing and biting Robins tits, collarbone and neck.

“Uhu” Robin moaned agreeingly, pushing Nancys face closer to her own chest.

“Say it” Nancy said.

“I’m yours,” Robin said, without hesitation.

“That’s it, that’s true, all mine” Nancy said as she got to work with Robins pantbutton. “Now let me know how good I make you feel okay?”

Robin swore she almost screamed when Nancy's lips attached to her clit.

She bit her bottom lip until she almost tasted blood to keep herself from moaning loudly.

Nancy noticed how Robin held back.

She held up, removing her lips from the aching cunt in front of her, opting  for featherlight rubs right next to the clit. Her plan worked like a charm, cause Robin's face shot up instantly.

“Didn’t I ask you to do something?” Nancy asked.

Robin blushed and Nancy moved up until the two was face to face.

“You worry too much my darling” Nancy said and pressed a kiss to Robins forehead. “Wanna talk about it?”

“What if they hear me?” Robin admitted, looking up at Nancy.

“Honey, I wouldn’t have brought you up here if it meant that we would be giving them a show,” Nancy explained, instantly calming the girl. “The walls are super thick, I’m talking high-speed-vibrator-with-my-brother-next-door level thick, no one will hear a thing”

“Okay, that’s good” Robin said, now smiling at Nancy.  

“Anything else floating around in here?” Nancy said, rubbing her thumb comfortingly across Robins forehead.

“Nothing more than the fact that you look so gorgeous” she replied.

“Then you’re good to continue?” Nancy asked.

“Yes I am” Robin replied.

“And you’ll tell me if you’re not?” Nancy asked with a cocked eyebrow.

“Promise,” Robin said, “now back to where you were.”

“Hey! Patience please” Nancy said.

“Sorry, could you please continue?” Robin said correcting herself.

“Good girl,” Nancy praised as she got back in between her girlfriends legs.

Robin didn’t hold back her moans this time, they only grew louder and louder and soon she was a blubbering mess on Nancy’s bed.

“Fuck Nance”

Nancy inserted two fingers into Robin with ease and it made the blonde choke on a moan.

“You’re doing so good for me Robbie” Nance began, one hand pumping in and out whilst the other was rubbing steady circles over her clit. “You wanna cum?”

Robin nodded frantically almost fucking herself onto Nancys fingers.

“Uhuh, really want to cum Nance” Robin moaned out.

“Cum for me, soak my fingers baby” Nancy said and it didn’t take long for Robin to comply.

Nancy let her ride out the orgasm before she removed her fingers and dove forward to give Robin kisses.

“You did so good” she said.

Robin looked ecstatic, calm and comfortable all at once.

“Fuck Nancy that was fantastic.” Robin said.”I love you”

“I love you too” Nancy said, “now let’s find something else for you to wear, cause I love you, and that blouse might be pretty but it’s not you”

Robin propped herself up on her elbows and watched how Nancy's tits bounced and how her hips swayed as she walked over to the dresser that was across the room.

“You don’t want me to repay the favour?” Robin asked, very aware of the fact that she was the only one of the two that just had an orgasm.

“If we’re not back downstairs soon someone will come looking for us..” Nancy explained. “But I was thinking that I maybe could ride your face later tonight?”

“I would love it” Robin and held out her arms for the shirt Nancy had picked out.

When the two returned downstairs Mike analysed the state of Robin for point one second before he pulled his big sister into the hallway.

“Did you seriously go upstairs to have sex?” Mike asked, sounding shocked. “In the middle of  dinner?”

“I dunno why you sound so appalled by the idea, I mean you were the one to wank in Nanas bathroom at Christmas” Nancy shot back at her little brother.

Mike grew beetroot red instantly.

“Yeah, I got shit on you too, so shut your mouth Michael” Nancy said before returning to her girlfriend, who now seemed much more at ease.

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Lean on me

Summary: Steve is too busy taking care of everyone else to remember to take care of himself. Luckily Eddie shows up just when it all becomes way to much.

Content warnings: hurt/comfort, trauma, nightmares, flashbacks, friends to lovers-ish.

Word count: 3966

Ao3 | masterlist

Steve’s mental list of things to do was endless.

It flooded his mind and caused it to start spinning in a way that was impossible to stop, hence why Steve night after night tossed and turned in his bed, unable to sleep, trying to remember everything that he had to do.

This particular night, the list began with Dustin.

He needed to take Dustin to school, because Claudia's work schedule really wasn’t compatible at all and she wasn't comfortable with letting Dustin bike his way through town with all that had happened.

Steve also needed to look through the schedule at work to see if he could take some of Robins shifts since she confided in him that she could use a break, she really had been having a hard time since they came back from the upside down.

He needed to check in with the hospital about Max’s future discharge date, and the eventually changes that her home would need to accommodate to the state she was in at the moment, unfortunately he didn’t trust Susan Mayfield to ask these kinds of questions.

He also made mental notes to check in with a lot of people, at the top of the list was Lucas, who was processing a lot, trying to find a new normal with Max. Then came Nancy, who made the decision to break up with Jonathan and now felt bad about it even though it was the right decision.

Then there was the other end of the break up that was harder to keep an eye on, so he needed to check in with Joyce, to ask her to keep a watchful eye over Jonathan, cause Steve had seen him a while ago and he had a slumped expression and the reddest eyes he’d ever seen.

Steve couldn’t really tell if it was from weed or because he had been crying, but he guessed that it was a bit of both. He also needed to make sure to ask if he could help her with anything, cause he knew that she counted on Jonathan for a bunch of things and he really wasn’t in a helpful state of mind at the moment, and Steve didn’t want Joyce to feel overwhelmed.

Also whilst he had Joyce on the line he wanted to hear about how Will was, cause Dustin had mentioned that Will was acting kind of odd when they all were hanging out lately.

Steve remembered the conversation he and Dustin had the other day:

“ How were the boys?” Steve had asked Dustin as he hopped into the car outside the Wheeler house.

“They were good… I guess.” Dustin answered and Steve immediately picked up on the uncertainty of the answer and his brain had gone into panic instantly.

“What's wrong?” He asked, masking the panic that was already making his palms sweaty as he gripped the steering wheel.

“It’s just Will..” Dustin began but before he could finish images of Will under the mindflayers control popped up in Steve’s memory which made his heart pound impossibly faster.

“What about him, is he okay?!” Steve asked before he gave himself the chance to think rationally about it.

“Chill out dude,”Dustin said, shooting Steve a confused glare. “He’s fine, just acting weird, like not when its just him and me, then he’s the usual Will that we all know and love you know but its like… I think that he had a fight with Mike or something and its not totally resolved, cause he got really awkward around Mike, like he didn’t know how to act… Can you talk to him Steve?”

Steve had added that to his mental to do list right then and there;

Check in on Will (and find out if he has a crush on Mike Wheeler)

Another one that Steve wanted to check on was Munson, who’s name had been cleared with some help from Hopper, but who still got around town in a weary manner, hoping that not too many people would still view him as a murderer. Let's just say, Eddie kept a low profile. Which meant that no one in the party had heard from him in a couple of days.

That didn’t sit well with Steve, so many different things could happen to him during that time, it made him worry, probably an excessive amount, but who could blame you when it was over a friend who nearly died a few months ago.

Steve had visited Eddie 3 times a week during the time he recovered from his bat bites and had in that time grown strangely fond of the metal head and his antics.

He missed it, the way he could…relax around Eddie was different. He had this aura that sort of made Steve feel safe in his presence.

Steve didn’t know why he felt like that around him and that was why he wasn’t vocal about it.

The alarm clock woke him with a bang at 7:20 am. He had only fallen asleep 2 hours prior and was tired to say the least.

“Fucking hell” he murmured as he opened his eyes and saw the time.

He had the morning shift at 8 and had to give Dustin a ride before that so he was running positively late. Steve threw himself out of bed and shoved the first available pair of pants on whilst simultaneously looking around his bedroom for a shirt.

He was downstairs in record time and was about to head out when he saw the phone in the hallway and remembered that he had to call Robin before she left for school.

He put his jacket on with the phone pressed between his ear and his shoulder.

It rang for about 30 seconds until a high pitched voice picked up.

“Buckley residence”

‘Great.. Robins mom’. Steve thought as cleared his throat.

“Hello Mrs Buckley, its Steve” he said, trying not to sound rushed. “Is Robin there?”

“May I ask which Steve?” The older woman asked and Steve wanted to let out the longest possible groan into the phone, she had met him multiple times, surely she knew who he was.

“Steve Harrington, Robins co-worker” he said, ‘and best friend’ he thought.

“Oh right,” the woman arrogantly replied, “I’ll go fetch Robin.”

The seconds it took for Robin to reach the phone felt like hours to Steve who by then would be late for work.

“Robin?” Steve heard her say and it became clear to him that her mother hadn’t mentioned his name to her.

“Hi, it’s me” he said and heard Robin let out a sigh of relief.

“Thank god, I thought it was my aunt Mildred again, she’s trying to convince me to come live with them this summer and I’m so not up for it.”

“Ouch that’s sounds unpleasant” Steve said, without any idea of just how unpleasant aunt Mildred really was.

“Tell me about it,” Robin said, “What can I do for you this morning?”

“It’s more of what I can do for you” Steve said, “Í’ll cover your shift today, and I want you to talk to Ms. Kelly at school.”

Robin noticed the change in his tone immediately.

“Steve, you really don’t have too,” she began but Steve cut her off.

“I want too, I can see that you need a break Robin, now don’t even try to argue with me.” He said, almost scolding the woman on the other end of the phone.

“Okay Steve, I won’t, but I’m not sure about ms Kelly, I can’t even tell her a fraction about what we went through” Robin said, her voice turning to a hushed whisper, probably to not alarm her mother.

“We both know you have things that you can talk to her about” Steve said.

Robin sighed, defeated, knowing that Steve was right.

“Yeah, I’ll look into it.”

Steve knew he was doing the right thing by covering Robins shift but by his 10th work hour he was ready to pull his hair out of his skull. The stream of customers was never ending and Steve had to deal with everything from people who thought he care for their movie reviews to mothers who choose movies themselves only to return later and tell Steve off for not warning them that the movie wasn’t appropriate for kids even though the label said just that.

Steve was knackered to say the least, so when Keith finally flipped the sign from open to closed then he couldn’t have been out of there quicker.

He threw his bag into the passenger seat and turned the key in the ignition and nothing happened.

“Of course” he muttered, tears of frustration leaked out of the corners of his eyes as he hit the steering wheel, “please work with me.”

After three tries he realized that the car battery was dead and he had no other choice than to walk home.

Steve thought about calling someone that could give him a ride home, but didn’t want to feel like a burden, so he decided against it.

When Steve unlocked the door to the empty house he couldn’t keep the tears in anymore. He felt so tired.

Exhaustion felt like the norm more than anything else.

Every limb in his body felt heavy, the headache sat round his head like a much too small flower crown, nausea came and went almost daily.

But even with all these signs, telling him that he needed to rest, Steve couldn’t.

He was wired up, tense, on watchful duty, all hours of the day.

Steve couldn’t remember a day past November 1983 when he hadn’t felt like this.

It only got worse.

Even though he had been promised that Vecna was defeated and the gate was closed, he couldn’t truly believe it. Things could still change for the worse. After all, it had before.

Steves stomach grumbled as Steve pulled off his jacket and kicked off his shoes. He glanced towards the kitchen, knowing that he should eat something, because the crackers he downed with a glass of water in Keiths office oh so many hours ago wouldn’t cut it.

The problem was the exhaustion, it was draped over him like a wet blanket and he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Instead he opted for an early night.

Upstairs, he noticed the walkie talkie that Dustin made him get when he started to get involved in all of it, and something in his mind told him to keep it close, just in case any of them needed him.

Steve grabbed it and threw it on the bed before he got out of his work clothes and into pajamas.

He went through his mental list of things to do and cursed at himself for doing so little. It also dawned on him that when the car was dead he couldn’t take Dustin to school tomorrow.

Tears threatened to spill over once again at that realization. How would he solve this?

That thought haunted him until he passed out, only halfway under the covers.

Steves eyes opened and he was back there.

He was held against the wall by the vines, and infront of him were them all, tormented by their worst nightmare. Dustin, Robin, Nancy, Max, Lucas, Will, Mike, Jonathan, Eddie, all shouting with hoarse, panicked desperate voices for Steve, begging him to come save them from the hell that they were enduring.

All whilst a voice that in some ways sounded like Vecna but in other ways sounded like himself, talked to him.

“You enjoy watching them suffer… admit it”

“You’re way too weak to stop anything anyways, so it's just better to let them all perish.”

“You are a sick person Steve Harrington. Watching your friends slowly die”

In the cabin that nowadays housed the two Munson men, a walkie talkie sparked to life in the middle of the night.

Eddie blinked awake almost immediately, cause the sounds coming from it sounded horrifying.

It was short sequences of someone screaming in panic and agony, only for it to be cut off before it reappeared.

Eddie recognised the voice that shouted and whimpered without missing a beat, it was Steve, and something was up with him.

The old truck's engine kicked to life not even five minutes after Eddie had heard the first whimper.

He reached the Harrington house in minutes, finding the door unlocked.

He heard him even though he was on another floor.

“Steve!” He called out, trying to make his presence known.

When he entered the bedroom he saw the man who tossed and turned, his elbow pressing on the button of the walkie talkie.

“Steve, hey, wake up for me,” Eddie said, sitting down on the bed, shaking Steve slightly.

Steve’s eyes shot open and he was shaking like a leaf in between Eddies steady hands who held his upper arms.

He stared at Eddie for a split second as if he recognised him until he seemed to sink into some type of nightmare or flashback again and he ripped himself out of Eddie's grip and threw himself out of the bed grabbing the nailed bat.

Eddie recognised the weapon, he had heard the story about how it came to end up in Steve's possession.

“Steve” Eddie said and took a careful step towards him.

“Don’t” Steve said and tightened his grip on the bat.

”it’s just me, Kay?” Eddie tried to reason. It was like nothing was getting through, Steve was blank behind the eyes, his sole focus was on the monster that he was convinced would bounce on him any second.

“You’re safe Stevie.” The nickname slipped out before Eddie could stop himself. To Eddie it was clear that Steve was having some sort of flashback.

“It’s coming” Steve mumbled, flinching slightly as he heard a branch brushed against his roof. “Gotta keep em safe.”

Eddie realised immediately who he was referring to.

“They are safe, I promise, and you are too.” Eddie reassured. He tried to read Steve’s expression, it still didn’t seem like he truly heard what Eddie said.

Eddie was wrenching his own mind, trying to find a way to bring Steve out of the dreamhaze that he was currently in. The realisation hit him just seconds later, it was dark, the only reason that he saw Steve at all was the soft light from the moon outside.

Eddie moved quickly across the room towards the light switch. The sudden movement made Steve flinch and grip the bat impossibly tighter.

The metalhead sighed at the sight and wished with all his might that the switch of a light would bring him back.

Eddie flipped the switch and waited for the light to flood out of the ceiling lamp. Soon he saw that nothing happened, so he did the rational thing, the same thing Steve had done himself years before at scoops, flipping the switch an insane amount of times, hoping for it to magically turn on.

The noise of the light switch only seemed to make Steve more anxious so Eddie stopped. In the dim light he saw the outright fear in the younger man's eyes and he knew that he had to do something, and knowing it was dangerous he walked towards him.

“Steve, your power has gone out, okay?” He explained. “That’s why it's dark and feels cold.”

Steve blinked a little as to regain focus, but didn’t seem to be all that bothered about Eddie approaching him, so he continued.

“It’s nothing that you have to deal with now okay?” Eddie said. “Wanna go to my cabin?”

Steve wasn’t really all there yet and everything Eddie said wasn’t registering, but he catched that the figure in front of him was Eddie and that he wanted to leave.

Steve figured that it was probably safest for them to leave, so he nodded.

Eddie was thrilled to have Steve give him some sort of response, so he stepped even closer and took a steady grip around the bat in Steve’s hands.

“I can carry this to the car” he said, not bothering to ask, because then Steve could say no.

Steve looked up into the eyes of the slightly older man in front of him and when their eyes met Steve’s teared up. Eddie could tell that he was afraid to let go of the bat, clinging to it like it was his only lifeline.

“The kids” he said, barely audible.

“Hrrm?” Eddie shot back, having not heard exactly what he said.

“Gotta keep em safe” Steve said, moving the bat slightly closer to his body.

“I know, sweetheart” Eddie said, the petname rolling off his tongue in record speed. “I know, but right now we gotta get out of here alright?”

Eddie looked at the teary expression of the man infront of him and hoped that his latest effort would be enough to get Steve moving.

He felt the grip Steve had on the bat that was in both of their hands loosen and took the opportunity to grab it.

“C’mon Stevie” he said with a smile. “Let’s get moving.”

Steve felt like he was walking in a haze, nothing mattered and nothing felt real, but the warm hand on the small of his back felt oddly nice and he never wanted it to be removed from there.

Hence why a slight pout formed on his lips out of habit when he had to get into Eddie’s car.

The heat that flooded from the car, combined with the rocking of Eddie’s slightly wreckless driving and the metal music that streamed out of the speakers, (which Eddie quickly turned down to a low volume.) all woke Steve up a bit and suddenly it all hit him like a truck.

He had not only had another flashback but he had also, somehow, without even realizing it, brought Eddie into the circus, and now made himself into Eddie’s problem.

Now Steve's mind was clouding up with something completely different, his parents and the phrase they used constantly.

“Don’t be a bother Steven”

It was constant, when he had nightmares as a kid, when he needed help or just wanted to talk.

He was constantly made to feel like a burden and a bother.

Right at that moment Steve felt like a burden more than ever.

It was in the middle of the goddamn night and here Eddie was, up,out and driving for no other reason than him.

The sadness that hit him at this realisation was of another kind, it was unstoppable, the guilt he felt was enough to eat him alive.

A heart wrenching sob from the passenger seat almost made Eddie sverve off the road.

“Stevie, what’s the matter?” Eddie said when he regained his control behind the wheel, gently placing a hand on Steve's shoulder.

At first Steve didn’t reply, he simply just sobbed, because of the guilt he already felt and for the worry in Eddie's voice that only spewed on all of this even more.

“I’m sorry” he breathed out as Eddie parked the car outside the cabin he and Wayne lived in.

“For what?” Eddie asked with genuine confusion.

He looked at the younger man with such patience, tucking a loose piece of Steves hair behind his ear in an attempt to read the problem from his expression.

Steve lifted his head and looked at Eddie, as he decided to lay all of his insecurities in the arms of the metal head in front of him.

“I dunno what to do anymore” he mumbled.

Eddie held back a gasp when he saw just how distraught Steve looked. The never ending stream of tears combined with the red, sleepless eyes and the posture that made the man in front of him seem so goddamn small.

“Sweetheart, lets go inside and talk yeah?” Eddie said, and quickly got out the car, opening up Steve's door for him.

“Your uncle?” Steve asked, not wanting to bother another person.

“He’s at work.” Eddie reassured, “just you and me, big boy.”

Eddie could see the small smile that formed on Steve's lips at the nickname, despite the tears.

Inside Eddie led Steve to the couch and had him sit down whilst he got him a cup of water.

He felt Steve’s eyes on him at all times, he glanced at him, flashing a reassuring smile, the younger one on the sofa was softly sniffling, alternating between wiping tears away and fiddling with his own fingers.

Eddie handed Steve the glass of cold water and watched as it shook in his trembling hands.

“Carefully there honey” he said and rested his ring clad fingers on the bottom of the glass.

Steve gulped down the glass, hoping that the water would sooth his headache. He also found that his stomach fluttered and his cheek blushed with each passing nickname.

“Now Stevie, what do you need?” Eddie said after the glass was put on the coffee table to be forgotten about.

This set off another round of sobs within Steve, because the simple answer was, for someone to ask that exact question.

Steve didn’t know exactly how to reply, his already badly upheld facade crumbled completely at the question. Steve's body shook with sob, he wrapped his own trembling arms around himself, hiding his face in the front of his hoodie, trying to find a way to calm himself enough to answer the man who was watching all of this unfold before him.

“Baby,” Eddie said softly at the man in front of him. He couldn’t watch anymore, he could so desperately see what Steve so badly needed. “cmere, lean on me now”

Eddie shifted and rested his back against the armrest of the couch, his entire body facing Steve. He leaned forward and grabbed Steve’s arm, ever so gently tugging the man towards him.

Steve couldn’t help himself, he knew it wasn’t what he was supposed to do, but then again none of this was, so he made his way into the arms of Eddie Munson.

The metalhead wrapped his arms around him, and felt the hot tears drip down Steve’s cheeks, onto the old black sabbath shirt that he was wearing.

To Steve it felt unusual but strangely nice to just be held by someone.

Eddies deep breathing was rhythmic and calming, so to the extent that Steve found himself trying to match his own to it, and soon it seemed like the two were breathing in sync.

It was quiet in the soft lit room where the two sat, only the deep breaths and the quiet sob that didn’t seem to stop were heard.

Steve found himself pushing his face more and more against Eddie chest, as if to figure out if it all still was real.

“I’m here, “ Eddie reassured. “Do you want to talk? Or be distracted?”

He asked the questions whilst trying to catch enough of the younger mans face to be able to read his reaction.

“Uhm,” Steve said, before turning quiet, he carefully grabbed Eddies hand, twirling with the rings.

“What do you need?” Eddie asked softly, “I can tell it’s something.”

“I want to uhm, stay, like this… if that’s okay with you?” Steve asked, his eyes glossed over, almost expecting to get no for an answer.

“Of course” Eddie said. “As long as you need.”

Steve laid his head down on Eddie's chest again.

“Might want to stay here forever.”

Steve closed his eyes and soon fell asleep, this time without fear or worry.

Eddie figured that he could figure out what caused all of this later, right now he was content with the secure grip he had round Harrington and the calming effect it had on the man.

Anything else could wait.

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Hi could you do a Eddie x reader fic where they couldn’t wait till they got home from hellfire. Like they decided they needed each other right now. And they fuck in the school bathroom. Also the hellfire boys walk by and hear it? I hope this makes sense. I also really bad for them😭

Summary: Thing get heated before hellfire one night

A/N:Thanks for this amazing request, I loved writing this honestly, just hope it’s not too graphic though.

Content warnings: 18+, smut, fingering, penetrative sex, hand jobs (ish), praise kink, very slight voyeurism (they get walked in on)

Word count: 1704

AO3 | masterlist

Hellfire fuck

He honked the horn twice and you knew that he was outside.

He smiled widely when he saw you, the way you dressed today was one of his favourites, you had a hellfire club shirt on even though you never really played and then you had this red little skaterskirt, paired with your burgundy doc martens, as usual.

“Hello gorgeous” he said as you got into his van.

“Hi babe” you responded as you pressed your lips to his.

His hand almost immediately found its way to your thigh as soon as he had put the car into drive. He inched the fabric up little by little until his little finger rested against your lace-clothed cunt. He didn’t do anything, he simply just kept his hand there and it alone was causing both heat and wetness to pool between your thighs.

He drew little shapes with his pointer finger on your inner thigh, watching your expression ever so often to see the reaction you had to his actions.

He said nothing nor did you, but you both knew, because frankly when he parked outside of Hawkins high, the little finger he had resting against your core, was positively wet. Eddie smirked to himself and flicked his pinky up once, brushing against your clit. You choked on a moan and then he removed his hand completely.

“Ready to go set up?” Eddie asked casually, as he removed his own seatbelt.

“You can be so cruel, do you know that?” You said as you pressed the seat belt button.

“I dunno, tell me what I’ve done sweetheart?” He said, smirking widely because he knew damn well what he did.

“Oh you know”

Inside the drama room Eddie got to work in a heist, bringing out chairs for everyone, setting the mood with lights and he even popped a tape of mood music in the record player, to be able to just press play as the rest of hellfire walked in.

When all of that was done the only thing that was left was setting up his dungeon master screen.

During all of this you couldn’t take your mind of how glorious he looked whilst he worked. The way his muscles so effortlessly flexed under his shirt as he moved tables and carried chairs. His skilled fingers, that fiddled around with figures and dice, and the way his face scrunched up in concentration over it all.

Let’s just say he didn’t make the heat between your legs cool down, rather the opposite. So when he sat on his throne you couldn’t stop yourself anymore.

You straddle Eddie on the throne when he was in the middle of setting everything up.

“Well hello there baby” he said surprisingly as he opened a folder of notes.

“Hi” you said innocently as you rubbed your hips softly against Eddie, your pantie-covered clit brushed against the rapidly forming bulge beneath you.

“Can I help you with something sweetheart?” He asked, placing a hand on your hip, guiding you down against him again.

“Does it seem like you can?” You said, not wanting to have to say it.

His ringed hand came up and he brushed his fingers lightly up your neck, sending exciting shivers down your spine, before he grabbed your chin, making you look him in the eyes.

“Now baby, if you want something from me, then you tell me” he said, looking into your eyes. “ what do you want sweetheart?”

The way he spoke made your heart pound harder with lust for him.

“I want you.” You said, grinding down on him again. “I want you so bad.”

“Is that so?” Eddie said, mockingly surprised. “In what ways, baby?”

“Every, any” you answered within seconds. “Up to you really”

“Wow, you really seem desperate huh?” He said as he slid a hand up under your skirt.

“Uhu” you moaned as you felt his hand trace your folds.

“Oh baby you really are desperate.” He said, removing his now wet finger for you, holding it up for the two of you to see.

You felt heat rise to your cheeks, seeing the evidence of your desperateness.

“Open your mouth for me baby” he softly demanded, and you complied immediately, putting your tongue out for good measure, “oh, good girl”

The praise made you feel electric and you let out a low moan as Eddie trailed the wet finger all over your tongue.

“Suck sweetheart” he said and you did. “Well I guess we’ll have to find time in the schedule to relieve someone as desperate as you.”

“How long do we have until the others show up?” You asked, leaning down to leave a trail of hickies on the exposed skin of his neck.

“Absolute max, about 20 minutes.” Eddie said.

“C’mon then” you said and got off his lap, grabbing his hand pulling him out of the room, heading towards the bathroom across the hall.

Inside the stall Eddie didn’t wait until he pushed you against the wall, his lips traveling from your neck down as close to your breasts as your shirt would allow.

You pulled the shirt up from where it was tucked into your skirt and tore it off, hanging it over the stall door as Eddie’s face disappeared into your chest, leaving dripping hot kisses to the newly exposed skin.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty baby” you heard Eddie moan into your chest, and you dug your fingers into the dark messy locks and pulled him up,

moaning into his mouth as his tongue met yours.

Eddie pulled your bra down exposing your tits and flicked over one of the nipples,with his fingers as he continued to kiss you deeply.

You took one of the hands that you had in his hair and trailed it down his body, until you came to his belt buckle.

It wasn’t easy without seeing it but after some fiddling you unbuckled it and stuck your hand down his pants, rubbing your hand along his already almost painfully hard cock. You felt it twitch as you touched it and Eddie moaned into your mouth.

“Fuck,” he moaned, as he took both his hands up under your skirt, finding the edge your panties, pulling them down to your mid thigh. His fingers started to rub circles on your clit almost instantly. “How do you want me?”

You thought for a second then decided.

“From behind, please Eddie” you pleaded.

He kissed your forehead.

“Of course baby, always so good for me.” He said, “turn around for me sweetheart”

You did as he asked and before you knew it you were pressed with your back against Eddies front, the back of your skirt flipped up, him easing into you with little to no effort, one of his hands found your tit, the other was down the front of your skirt rubbing you clit in sync with his thrusts.

You had your arms up around Eddie's neck, pulling his head towards yours until your lips met. He panted into your mouth as he pounded deeper into you.

“Fuck Ed’s” you said “I’m close, a little faster and I’ll cum”

“Hold on a little babe and I’ll get you there” he moaned.

You were so overcome with pleasure that you threw your head back against Eddieks shoulder and let out a string of incoherent words in pure pleasure.

This action was also what made the rest of the hellfire club realize where their dungeon master was.

They heard mumbles and assumed that it was Eddie.

”See” Dustin said to Gareth who had been convinced that Eddie had left to grab something that he forgot at home. “Told ya that he was still here”

“Yeah, yeah you win” Gareth responded and rolled his eyes at the freshmen. “Go prepare and I’ll drag the bastard out of there.”

The rest of hellfire went into the drama room and Gareth entered the bathroom. You and Eddie had both more or less just orgasmed and had you full focus on catching your breaths and whispering love declarations to each other. Gareth didn’t hear what you said, and only saw the hellfire shirt hanging on the stall door.

He assumed that it was Eddies, why would he assume any different? It was the boys bathroom after all.

He decided that he would surprise his friend, who probably spilled something on his shirt, so he yanked the stall door open and yelled, “ what are you doing man?”.

What he saw before him was not what he expected.

He saw you, clad in a skirt that thankfully covered a lot from where he was standing, you had your bra on but it didn’t help much because your tits weren’t covered by it, one was in Eddie's hand, and the other was the first thing Gareth saw.

Behind you were Eddie with his pants partially down, one hand holding your tit, the other slowly guiding this cock out of you.

Neither you or Eddie had the chance to say something before Gareth said;

“Oh fuck, no, shit uhm sorry,” he said and almost ran out of there.

Eddie's mind went straight to you who accidentally just flashed his friend your tits.

“How are you? I’m sorry I should’ve locked the stall.” He asked, shoving himself back into his boxers and then helped you slip back into your bra and shirt, before you shimmied your panties up your legs, knowing full well that they would be ruined by the time you got home since Eddie came in you.

“Are you talking about the sex or the surprise visit cause either way I’m fine.” You reassured and pecked his lips. “The sex was amazing, but I think we scarred Gareth for life.”

Eddie chuckled at the thought of his terrified face.

“We better go check on him”

When Gareth had entered the drama room all the other hellfire club members had questioned what had happened, Mike asked:

“What happened in there, did you see a ghost?”

They didn’t get an answer out of Gareth, but when you and Eddie entered, clothes a bit wonky, hickies and lipstick stains all over each other and hairs an absolute mess they figured out what he saw themselves

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I’ve been working on my drawing for a while and am currently drawing fic/book tropes, and since hurt/comfort is my fav (go to coping mechanism oops) this one is up first!

The surrounding words in full below:

“C’mere sweetheart, I’ve got you, it’s okay”

They were brought into a warm embrace.

“What happened hrrm?”

The question was asked whilst a comforting hand was rubbing up and down their back.

No answer could be pronounced at that moment.

Sniffing and hushed words of comfort was heard as they laid in each others arms until it hurt a little bit less.

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Hi! I could do one where y/n is Eddie's girlfriend and y/n's neighbor has a huge crush on Eddie and she tries to get Eddie to be with her and not with y/n but obviously it doesn't work. I've been following you for a while and I love your imagines :)

A/N: Thank you so much for your request and for the kind words, I’m sorry for the wait!

Summary: Eddie decides to wait for you at your neighbour’s house, which he shouldn’t have.

Content warnings: Angst, misunderstandings, bit of hurt/comfort. OC character - Alice.

Word count: 1446

AO3 | master list

You and Alice had been neighbours since about second grade and you were close friends during elementary school. But as you both grew you found that you two had less and less in common and drifted apart. You always tried your hardest to be kind to her when you met her though.

That was why you introduced her to Eddie once you had dated him for about a month.

It had been a Friday afternoon and you and Eddie had pulled up outside of your house in his van.

She had been carrying in some heavy grocery bag when you and Eddie had gotten out of the car, and like the good people you two are, you offered to help.

Once the were all inside Eddie held his hand out towards her and said:

“I’m Eddie by the way”, He motioned towards you. “The boyfriend.”

She smiled at him.

And in the moment found it sweet, that he was so eager to introduce himself to anybody in your life as your boyfriend. But what you didn’t know was that the person he just had introduced himself to was the wrong one.

Since that day Alice always seemed to be outside when Eddie arrived to hang out with you or to pick you up. She ALWAYS managed to be outside.

Eddie usually stopped to talk to her, thinking friendliness was her only intention. But oh how wrong he was.

This particular day Eddie had decided to pop over to yours as a surprise, but unfortunately his timing was way off, because you just left to go to the store. But who happened to be outside right when he arrived? You guessed it. Alice.

“Ooo!” She exclaimed, waving towards him. “Eddie! What brings you here?”

Eddie, who’s sole focus was to get to you, was surprised to hear someone else call his name.

“Oh, hi Alice” He said when he noticed her.

She smiled widely and trotted on up to him.

“Can I do something for you today?” She asked and put a hand on his shoulder.

“Not really, I’m just dropping by to see my baby.” He said and motioned towards your house.

“I see” Alice said… “well I hate to be the bearer of bad news but she just drove off, not sure when she’ll be back”

“Oh, shit, well I can’t really expect her to be home when I swing by unannounced” Eddie said, and turned back towards his car.

“You could wait at my place?” She offered. “Surely she can be gone for that long?”

He hesitated, of course he wanted to stay to eventually get to hang out with you, but also he didn’t want to impose on your neighbour.

“I’m good, it was hit or miss and unfortunately I missed, I’ll just have to call her later and make plans or something” he explained, fiddling with his car keys in his hands.

“No, Cmon stay, otherwise you spent time driving here for nothing” Alice said, grabbing the leather-clad sleeve and pulled him towards her house.

“Uhm well, are you sure I’m not imposing?” He asked, now slowly walking with Alice towards her house.

Inside she offered him a can of coke and to sit on her sofa. He accepted the offer and sat down on the edge of the sofa.

He felt out of place. The house was way to neat, tidy and put together for him to even sit comfortably on the sofa, fearing that he would ruin it all.

Alice came out of the kitchen a few seconds later, coke can in hand.

She handed it to him and he grabbed it. As he took a sip his eyes flicked towards your place, hoping to see you in the driveway, but no such luck.

Alice shifted closer towards him, slowly and quietly she nudged her knee closer until it was touching his.

Eddie froze for a second. Gave her the benefit of the doubt. Maybe she just accidentally brushed against him?

He moved his knee closer to himself and looked around the room trying to find something to make conversation about and his eyes landed on a record collection.

“Oh you like music?” He asked and she exclaimed an “oh my god yes” and bounced off the couch, walking over to the record player.

“Do you like the bangles? I LOVE the bangles” Alice said as she turned towards Eddie, record in hand.

Eddie hesitated for a moment, his eyes flicked down at himself before looking at the record in her hand again. Did it seem like he liked the fucking bangles?

“It’s not my favourite” he tried, but Alice didn’t hear him. She was too busy putting the record on.

Just as Alice put the record on and sat down impossibly closer to Eddie you got back and pulled up in your driveway.

Through your neighbours window you saw her leaning over your boyfriend. You really couldn’t believe what you saw, you locked eyes with Eddie but couldn’t hold eye contact for very long, your eyes filled with tears and you ran off, into your house and collapsed on your bed.

It all made sense then, that was why he always stopped and talked to her, that was why she always managed to be outside when he was around. He wanted her, not you.

It felt like pure shit and the only thing you could see when you closed your eyes, was Eddie and Alice, inches from each other.

In Alice’s house Eddie who hade just seen you tear up and run off was quick to push Alice off towards the other end of the couch, his heart was pounding hard in his chest, her advances had made him anxious and that combined with all the things you probably was thankful made him properly panicked.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Alice exclaimed as the back hit the pillows.

“What the fuck are you doing?!” He asked, already walking towards the door.

“Eddie, please stay, I’m better, we can be better together” Alice pleaded, holding onto him. “I promise I’m better than her”

“You just saying that sentence lets me know that you’re not, and you’ll never be” Eddie said and yanked his arm free.

He ran towards your house and thanked his lucky star when he noticed that you accidentally left your door unlocked.

“Baby?” He called out, talking off towards your bedroom as he heard you sniffling.

“Go away Eddie” you croaked out as he appeared in the doorway of your bedroom.

“I want to explain what’s going on” Eddie said, walking in and sitting down at the foot of your bed, he put a ringed hand on your calf.

“Don’t touch me” you snapped and Eddie obeyed immediately.

You regretted it instantly as you had said it, cause it had felt kinda nice to feel him there, but at the same time you were mad at him.

“Go on then” you said after you had sat in silence for a while.

“Oh right,” Eddie said and he started to explain, about how he wanted to surprise you today, about how Alice had just been there when he showed up, how she had offered to let him stay at hers whilst he waited for you, and how he agreed just because he really wanted see you today and the thought of going back home had felt so incredibly sad.

He explained that she made advances on him and that he in no way did anything to respond to them, he explained how he froze and panicked and how he know felt so dumb for not doing anything about it until you saw.

By the time he finished he had tear filled eyes that matched your own.

“I just love you so much baby and I dunno if any of this explains anything but I’m begging you, please believe me!” He pleaded.

You sighed, let out a sob and threw yourself towards Eddie who caught you and let his own tears disappear into your hair as he held you close.

“I thought I was gonna lose you, I thought that you were going to leave me” you cried as you held onto the leather jacket and dio-vest in bunched up fists to make sure he really was there.

“I’m not leaving baby, I love you so incredibly” he mumbled and kissed the top of your head.

“Good, I love you too, more than I can tell,”

The next time you and Eddie passed Alice’s house she tried to talk to you, to explain herself but the two of you only flipped her the bird and ran off laughing.

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I'll let y'all fanfic readers in on a little secret: if you find a writer who portrays your favs or that specific trope just right and you want to get more of it, the trick is reblogging or even just commenting and/or going wild in the tags, and you'll probably get more

listen, I am but a simple duck, if you feed me I'll just FEAST on those crumbs and you can bet your ass I'll come back to that pond for some additional bread crumb feasting

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Clementine

A/N this is an incredibly self induced fic I wrote in the middle on the night whilst literally sobbing.it’s inspired by some lines from the song clementine by Halsey.

Summary: Eddie helps reader through an anxious breakdown.

Content warnings: hurt/comfort, anxious, mental health issues, fluff.

Word count: 996

AO3 | Masterlist

…Cause in my world I’m constantly,constantly having a breakthrough, or a breakdown or a blackout …

Everything felt wrong,

the way the shirt you chose to wear to bed felt on your body. The restlessness that sat in your legs, making them involuntarily shake constantly. The heavy feeling that sat in your chest, clawing it’s way up your throat. The feeling that you only could describe as feeling sad although it didn’t feel like sad covered the way this feeling swallowed you whole no matter what you tried to do.

You hated the way your fingers would feel after a night where you outright abused them, clawing at your skin and biting your fingernails, trying in a desperate measures to make it feel just slightly better.

You felt pathetic, and you knew you had to sleep, you had work tomorrow, and responsibilities that unfortunately rarely took mental health breaks.

Your mind was without stop alternating between analysing everything that possibly could be wrong with you, whilst at the same time reminding you of how late it was and how badly you needed to sleep.

You thought about calling him, to just get someone to hold onto whilst you rode you the storm of emotions that was whirlwhinding through you right now.

But surely he was already asleep, and Wayne was definitively asleep, you couldn’t do it to them? Or could you?

The little self control you had left your body as you picked up the phone on your desk, pressing the first speed dial number.

Your body wrecked with sobs as you hear the dialtones go through, already feeling incredibly guilty to call him at this hour.

“Munson?” The voice was a bit groggy, you recognised it as Waynes.

“Hi” you croaked out, you sounded so small, almost pathetic. “Is he asleep?”

You heard Wayne whisper your name, as it trying to figure out himself why you were calling and why you sounded so incredibly sad.

“He’s up,” he said before you heard him pull the phone away from his mouth, calling out for Eddie, “Hun, are you okay?”

The question made you tear up, and it felt like something inside you broke, all your composure bursted at the seams and right when Eddie got to the phone you let out the most heart wrenching sob into the receiver.

“Baby, hey, what’s going on?” Eddie said, immediately alarmed by the state of you.

You sobbed for a while trying to compose yourself enough to tell him what you wanted.

What eventually came out was a wet, small;

“Eddie I think I’m breaking”

He was at your house so quickly it was obvious that he hadn’t obeyed any roadlaws.

He unlocked with the spare key you gave him and he found you in your bedroom, you were sat with your knees pulled to your chest, a yellow blanket lodged between your chest and you knees. Eddie recognised it as a comfort-item, something you clung to when everything got a bit too much.

Eddie had never seen you this wrecked before, you shook with every wrecking sob and you hadn’t even reacted to his presence yet.

He feel to his knees in front of you and put a gentle hand on your knee, to let you know he was there.

“Baby,” he coaxed softly, “I’m here hmm. Can you tell me what I can do for you?”

You lifted your face to meet his eyes, they were filled with worry, sure, but mostly they were filled with a sense of safety, a soft, comforting welcome look, that in no way judged the current state of you.

“Eddie, I” you began, grabbing a hold of his arm, as he stretched it out for you, clinging to it desperately. “It feels like I’m breaking”

It was the only way you could describe it, without going into much detail. Your throat felt dry from all the crying but the everlasting stream of tears down your cheeks did not let up that easily.

Eddie grabbed your face with both hands, softly wiping the tears from your cheeks as they fell.

“Shh, its okay, I hear you sweetheart,” he soothed, “what can I do to help?”

You attempted to take a few breaths, and when Eddie caught on he instructed you to breathe in, hold and breathe out, praising you when you succeeded.

“I feel… spacey” you began, “and I hate it, I need you to hold me, to tightly hold me together until I stop breaking… Eddie please”

He understood, and got to work quickly with a soft, “mkay, cmere baby.”

He got up onto the bed and pulled you with him. He enveloped you into his embrace, holding you tightly as he slowly rocked you and him back and forth, to slow the pace of your restless legs.

He murmured continuously into your ear as you sat there,

“You’re okay baby, its okay”

“You’re safe”

“I’ve got you, it’s fine”

Once you’re sobbing was down to sniffles and your legs stopped shaking, Eddie noticed a cup of tea you made earlier, that stood on your bedside table, he felt the outside of the mug with the back of his hand and deemed it still hot enough to drink.

He grabbed it and turned his attention back to you.

“Do you want to drink some tea baby?” He asked, “ I bet your head hurts from all that crying huh?”

You nodded and he held the cup to your lips, giving you small sips of the tea that you willingly drank.

“That’s it, good girl” Eddie said, smiling down at you. He noticed how your eyes were starting to drop, the warm liquid settling in your stomach made you sleepy.

“You can go to sleep baby, I’ll stay right here” Eddie reassured.

And so you let your eyes fall closed, when you no longer felt like you were breaking anymore.

Left my shoes in the street so you’d carry me, through a breakdown.

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What if-ing

They seem a bit queer - chapter 1 - masterlist- last chapter (teaser)

Summary: Robin finds herself in a sticky situation and her hungover roommates tries to help.

Content warnings: smut, fingering, nipple play, hangover, menstruation, period cramps

Ao3|my masterlist

The sun shone into the bedroom that housed Robin Buckley and her girlfriend, at an hour that was way too early for a Saturday.

“Nance?” Robin mumbled, throwing an arm over her face to block the sunlight. “Did you forget to close the blinds or was it me?”

” I suppose it was me, I’m sorry honey” she murmured back, hand travelling across the bed until it found the warm body that it was shared with. Nancy pulled Robin close to her, her tits pressed against the blonder girls back.

”How can I make it up to you?” She asked and pressed a soft kiss beneath Robin’s ear.

“Let that hand on my stomach travel southward and I’ll consider forgiving you.

“Just consider?” Nancy asked with a smirk lingering on her lips. “I better do my very best then”

She pressed warm, wet kisses to Robin jawline as her hand made her way beneath the waistline of her panties.

Robin was wet, so wet in fact that Nancy’s fingers slid effortlessly down between her folds.

“Did you dream of something special?” Nancy whispered into the ear of the woman in front of her, rubbing agonizingly slowly over her clit.

“You” Robin mumbled, a blush spreading across her cheeks as she recalled what the dream was about.

“How about you tell me exactly what happened in it and I’ll pick up the pace, if you’re good I might just let you cum.” Nancy said, picking up the pace briefly to give Robin a preview.

“Uhum, well … I was on uhm this table, with my wrists tied, above my head,” Robin began, setting the scene of the dream for Nancy whilst her face was flustered until the point where her ears felt warm from embarrassment.

“Uh uh.” Nancy said, urging her to continue. “And what did I do?”

“You, had your had down my pants, pumping your fingers in and out of me, whilst you flicked your tongue over my nipples.”

Nancy slid a finger into Robin, whilst she slid the pointer finger of the other hand into Robins mouth.

She opened her mouth and on reflex she stuck her tongue out. Nancy smile widely behind her as she did.

“Wow, good girl” Nancy praised. “I have you trained well, don’t I?”

Nancy trialed the fingertip all over the tongue, as the submissive girl moaned.

When she considered it wet enough she removed it, and instead made her way in under the long sleep shirt that Robin wore.

She found her tits with ease and began circling the nipple with her now went fingertip as she urged Robin to continue.

“What happened next?”

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The aura of the room next to Nancy and Robins weren’t nearly as steamy.

The two men inside were extremely hungover after a night that had started with lets-just-have-a-beer-because-it’s-friday.

It hadn’t stopped at a single beer, to save the not so pleasant details it ended with midnight vomiting from Eddie, with Steve, drunk out of his freaking mind trying to help him.

In reality all he really had done was to halfheartedly hold back Eddie’s mop of hair, whilst mumbling what was supposed to be soothing words to his boyfriend.

The two had however also forgotten to close their blinds, and the sun that made it’s way through the curtains hit Steve right in the face.

“For fucks sake” he groaned and turned over, thumping with his forehead straight into Eddie’s upper back, Steve inhaled the scent of Eddie’s hair and found it quite comforting.

“Babe, you awake?” Eddie mumbled trying to look at Steve over his own shoulder.

“Barely alive if you ask me, you shouldn’t give me beer,you know I can’t handle that shit.” Steve mumbled, head still buried into Eddie’s back.

Eddie chuckled and then groaned at the headache it gave him.

“I don’t recall you expressing this last night” Eddie said with a grin plastered across his lips, he shifted around in the bed with small effort and was soon turned toward Steve, who only nuzzled his head into his chest, to block out the sunlight and the world that he didn’t feel like facing today.

“You okay Stevie?” Eddie softly mumbled to the boy who’s lips gently graced his breastbone. Somewhere in his own hungover daze he worried that Steve had been hit by some sort of post-alcohol induced anxiety.

“Yeh,” he replied, “it’s just so bright”

“God I know” Eddie groaned, digging his hand into Steve’s hair, softly massaging his scalp.

We gotta start remembering to close those fucking blinds.

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About an hour after Robins orgasm Nancy had as kindly as she possibly could removed Robins arms from her own waist, and told her that Jeremiah was expecting her to come study for the test next week. This information did not sit well with Robin.

“Are you sure that you really need to study today? Can’t you just study next week or something Nance?” Robin whined, still dressed in her oversized sleep shirt, her hair all tousled from the way she dug her hair into the pillow earlier that morning.“Can’t you call Jeremiah and tell him that you had a change of plans? Please?”

Nancy was stuffing her blouse into her checkered pants as Robin pleaded for her to stay.

“Robbie, baby, you know that the test is next week. Unfortunately I need to study today, but if it’ll make you feel better I’ll bring home something good, we’ll have take-out form that place you love downtown,” Nancy didn’t want to leave Robin, so she tried to soften the blow for Robin whilst making up for her own bad conscience by bribing her girlfriend. “The boys are hungover as well so I think they’ll be up for takeout as well.”

She pouted slightly to play into Nancy's emotions, but agreed to the compromise either way.

Robin felt the sort of constant tension and a dull but oncoming pain in her stomach and she desired nothing but staying in bed with Nance. The activities of the morning had helped temporarily and if sex was the remedy then she was absolutely open to try it again, as many times as it took.

When Nance left Robin went back to bed.

She threw herself on it with a groan.

“It’s only journalism studies Robin, I’ll have lots of free time to spend with you and the boys.. yeah right” she muttered, quoting roughly what Nance had told her when they all had moved to Boston for her sake.

She was already bored without Nancy there and the pain in her abdomen didn’t really fade no matter what she did, so she decided to go bother the boys to distract herself.

She cracked their door open and saw the two of them curled up together in what looked like a tangle of bodyparts with two ruffly hairstyles peaking out at the top.

She walked in and assumed that they were asleep when no one was reacting to her presence,

“Hey Steve scootch over” she whisper-yelled to her best friend, “make room for me”

“It’s a shame that you and Nance don’t have a bed of your own,” Eddie mumbled, voice dripping with irony.

“Nance left for her study date” Robin informed, “but what do you mean by that? Aren’t I welcome Munson?”

“It’s not that you aren’t welcome,” Eddie began explaining as Robin got in the bed and directly became Steves big spoon. “It’s more the fact that I always seem to be the third wheel when we all pile-cuddle”

“No idea what your on about” mumbled Steve who was living is best life as the condiment in the middle of the cuddle-sandwhich.

“You can stay Buckley but please keep the volume down, my head is pounding”

Eddie didn’t have to worry, soon enough they were all asleep.

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When Robin woke up from the spontaneous nap in the boys bed it was to a pain in her stomach that was too powerful to ignore.

She wiggled out her foot from where it was stuck in between Steve’s calves and made her way to the bathroom.

The mental note she made to tell the boys that they needed to eat something was long forgotten when Robin pulled her panties down to her knees and was met by a red pool of her own blood.

Now Robins period was always a surprise for her, simply because

It was slightly irregular, always had been.

Robin was too lazy to track it.

Well at least now she knew where the stomachache had come from, and the impromptu horniness, that one always seemed to strike twice, when she was ovulating and right before she got her period.

Robin opened up the draw that housed their pads and tampons only to find it empty.

“Fuck” she muttered loudly.

She began to think of places in the apartment that might have what she was searching for.

She searched in the bag she usually brings to work. Nothing.

She turned every pocket on every pair of pants inside out, she only found gum wrapper and some pennies.

She searched through Nancy's pants, and Nancy's bags but there was nothing to be seen.

“Just one so I can go buy some more please?” She pleaded to no one and everyone. But luck wouldn’t have it.

She decided to call Nance, in hope that she had a magically hidden stash of period products somewhere.

“Hello?”

It was Fredrich who had picked up, Jeremiah's annoying roommate who absolutely hated it when any of the threesome left at home called to get ahold of Nancy. Robin figured that it was because he had a crush on Nance.

“Hi, its Robin, Can I talk to Nancy, it’s urgent.”

“They both told me that they wish to not be bothered so whatever this urgent problem is, I think it is simply gonna have to wait.”

Robin wanted to jump through the phone and smack the man up the head. Could he not understand that she was currently bleeding down her thighs with little to nothing stopping it?

“What about urgent, didn’t you understand Fredrich, go get Nancy.” Robin said, too done with everything to even try and mask the annoyance in her voice.

“Come on, it can be that bad, like are you bleeding or something?” He said sarcastically.

It took everything in robin to not laugh straight into the phone, if he just realized how right on the money he just had been.

“As a matter of fact I am, can I please talk to Nancy?” Robin said, “like I told you earlier, urgent”

“Aren’t there people in your apartment? You’re dating one of those guys, right? Go ask your significant other instead of bothering us.” Fredrich shot back.

I am trying my damn best to speak to my significant other but an idiot is hogging the phone, she thought.

Robin let out a deep sigh, to let Fredrich know that she was done with his bullshit right about now.

“If there was anyone at home that could help me with this particular issue then I wouldn’t be calling your place, now put Nancy on the phone.”

She heard the man sigh deeply, not saying anything, and then she heard footsteps that grew fainter, which meant that he finally caved and went to go get Nance.

“Hi baby,” Nancy said as she took the phone, “Fredrich said you needed to talk urgently.”

“Hi, you don’t happen to have some tampons stashed away somewhere at home?” Robin asked, cutting straight to the chase as she felt the blood make its way down her inner thigh.

“I don’t think so, there might be some, in that blue evening bag, on the shelf in the closet.” Nancy said, “Were we all out in the bathroom?”

“I already checked the bag, nothing in it.” Robin said, “Yeah the drawer was completely empty… When will you make your way back home?”

“Not for a good while yet I’m afraid.” Nancy said. “Ask Eddie and Steve if they can go shop for you. And I’ll try to wrap up here as quickly as possible. Okay?”

“Okay…” Robin said agreeingly, “I miss you”

“I miss you too baby, I promised that I’ll rub your tummy when I get home”

When they hung up Robin felt annoyed.This wasn’t the Saturday she had planned, her back hurt, and her lower abdomen felt like it was contacting.

Annoyance and sadness sat in her chest and made her feel ten times as heavy, plus she needed a shower, because her hair was a greasy mess and the blood between her thighs started to stick to each other now as it dried.

She knocked on the door to Steve and Eddies bedroom this time, to make sure that they were both awake.

“Come in.” Eddie mumbled, as Robin opened the door she could see him place a loving peck on Steve's forehead.

“I don’t want to do this, but I need to ask you guys for a favour.” She said as she took a step into the bedroom.

“Does this favour involve going outside the apartment?” Steve asked from his place on the tattooed man's chest.

“Unfortunately so” Robin said.

She observed the two still quite hungover men as they tried to hold back their groans of annoyance. She felt so incredibly guilty. This was her problem, why was she making it theirs?

“Never mind, I’ll figure something out” She said. But they guys wouldn’t have it, they both could tell by her stance and the blush that was painted across her cheeks that this was an actual problem. Not to mention the tears that welled up in her eyes.

“Hey Robin, no cmere, tell us what we can do,” Steve called out, sitting up in his bed for the first time that day.

“I got my period, and there’s nothing in the house. Like NOTHING, and I need you to go to the store and buy something for me, tampons, pads, whatever, I don’t really care anymore.” Robin rambled on, some stray tears escaped as she did. “Also I'm sorry if I accidentally bled on your sheets earlier, I’ll wash them if I did.”

Steve lifted the duvet to show her, and by some kind of miracle, she hadn’t.

“Well take care of it Robin, Go take a shower, or a bath and we’ll figure something out” Steve said, with Eddie behind him nodding agreeingly.

“Ím sorry to have to ask you for this” she said again, as Eddie and Steve got out of bed to get dressed.

“It’s fine,” Eddie reassured, “I’ve heard that fresh air is good for a hangover anyways.”

“Go take that bath before you bleed all over our carpet.” Steve said, Which made Robin give the both men a peck on the cheek each, as to which they both groaned whilst smiling affectionately, before she left for the bathroom with the words.

“You guys are the best!”

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Eddie and Steve was known in the little cornershop by Janice, the old lady that owned it. She had taken a liking to Steve from the get go, and had warmed up to Eddie once she had realised that the way he presented himself didn’t correlate with the prejudice that she had.

This time however they didn’t feel like chatting.

They had sunglasses on and Steve had the hood of his jacket up over his head.

“If we’re lucky it’s the granddaughter minding the shop today” Steve said as they turned the corner to enter.

They were not lucky.

As soon as the bell rang Janice head popped up for behind the counter and an ear piercingly loud voice said;

“Morning boys!”

“Morning Janice” Eddie said back, putting an hand on steve’s back, shoving him towards the hygiene isle.

“Do you need any help today fellas?!” Janice called across from the store, making all the other customers turn head and look at either Janice or Steve and Eddie.

“Nope, we're fine!” Steve called back whilst rolling his eyes behind his sunglasses.

Edddie turned to look at Steve when he was cetrain that Janice was occcupied with another customer.

“Now what do we need?” He glanced at the mountain of different period products that were displayed on the wall and felt incredibly lost.

“You look at me like I'm supposed to know.” Steve said, feeling just as lost.

“Cmon, you’ve dated tons of women, this can’t be you’re first time doing this?” Eddie said, staring at Steve in disbelief.

“Nope, never been in this situation…” Steve said, “haven’t you? You’ve dated women too you know”

“I’ve slept with women, that’s the difference” Eddie explained, then he turned to the wall in front of them. “We’ll figure it out, I can’t be that hard right?”

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Back home Robin sat in a now slightly cooling bath and awaited the return of the men.

“It can’t possibly take this long?” She said to herself. She wanted to stay in the bath until they returned to avoid ruining another pair of underwear but if they planned on taking so long then she’d soon not have a choice.

She glanced at mer watch that she put atop of the washing machine and noted that the boys had been gone for about 40 minutes.

“It takes like 4 minutes to walk there, this is ridiculous.

Right then she heard the door click, and Eddie and Steve, chatting away to each other.

She got out of the bath and wrapped a towel around herself.

“Finally! Guys put the package outside the bathroom door and I’ll grab it.”

When she opened she found an entire bag outside the bathroom, filled to the brim with different sized tampons, regular pads, night pads, pantiliners and so on.

Robin smiled fondly at the shopping the boys had done, knowing that she sorta had herself to blame, she didn’t really specify what she wanted.

“Dinguses” she muttered and cracked open a packet of tampons.

When she emerged for the bathroom, dressed in another pair of pyjamas, she found the boys on the couch. Eddie was laying on his back on the sofa, on top of him was Steve, laying on his side, his face on Eddies tummy.

“Thank you guys, but the way you stash up, it´ll last me and Nance at least four months.”

“It was Steve! He started what-ifing inside the store, like what if this is too big or what if she needs nightpads, what if she has a preference, and there’s not stopping it when he gets like that” Eddie explained. “ How are you feeling now?”

“Better, but the cramps are agonising,” she said.

“Wanna join us? We’re eating chips and watching Miami vice” Steve asked.

“Yeah,” Robin said, laying down next to Steve, resting her head on Eddie as well. Steve put the blanket over her.

Eddie didn’t say anything about third wheeling this time, he just ruffled Robins hair affectionately.

When Nancy came home that afternoon with Mcdonalds bags in both hands she had to wake them.

“Robin baby, how are you?” She asked as the woman blinked awake.

“I’ve got cramps that won’t let up no matter what I do.” Robins said in a groggy voice.

“I’ve got painkillers and dinner for you.” Nancy said and pecked Robins lips. She then turned to look at the men. “All of you, cause I’m guessing you have a headache?”

Eddie and Steve nodded and sat up to eat.

Robin and Nancy moved to the loveseat.

That was where they all spent their evening, in front of the tv, Robin leaning back against Nancy, with the brunette's hand under her shirt, rubbing soothingly on her lower abdomen.

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They Seem a bit queer - masterlist

Teaser - Have you heard? - posted 1/1

Chapter 1 what if-ing Posted 7/1

Chapter 2. Steve Harrington’s day off 

Chapter 3. Datenight from hell 

Chapter 4. Babysitting blues 

Chapter 5. Sit your ass down, ms. Wheeler

Chapter 6. Valentines day 

Chapter 7. What’s up with Buckley? 

Chapter 8. Why are you sneaking around? 

Chapter 9. Can you not slay monsters in the livingroom? 

Chapter 10. Moody Munson 

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ain’t it fun when your fic just wont show in any tags????

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Hope you're not over run with requests I really love your writing. I was hoping you could do something a little differently like eddie/reader are dating and his friend who's had a crush on him tries to break them up etc I'm always reading fics where reader is the best friend and eddie breaks up with the gf for her and tbh I want to see it the other way around where the gf is really sweet and nice and his friends tries to break them up but eddie choses the reader instead bc well he loves her.

A/N: Thank you so much! Requests like these makes my heart so warm, I really hope I interpreted the request like you imagined it. Also Chrissy had to take the role of the flirty friend here. Really hope you like it! 

Summary: Chrissy has an obvious crush on the man you´re dating, and maybe she´s better for him than you are...

Content warnings: Angst with a happy ending, Fluff, hurt/comfort.

Word count: 1670

Fic is also posted on Ao3  

Requests are open, so if you have any leave them. 

Masterlist 

I can never be her

Her giggle used to be cute in middle school but now you just found it infuriating…

Ever since that time she bought weed from Eddie for this homecoming party, Chrissy Cunningham started to make appearances around your friendship group when you least expected it.

Objectively you knew that she was kind, that she was gorgeous and undeniably charming.

The problem was that she was kind and charming towards the guy you were dating.

You and Eddie had not expressly said that you were exclusive and up until Chrissy started inviting herself you hadn’t felt the need to express what you and Eddie were. Everyone else just sorta knew, by the way his hand always seemed to find yours. How your chair more or less always was empty, because Eddie's lap was your preferred seat, with his hands around your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder.

You did your absolute best to not let Chrissy's presence bother you too much, even though her flirting with Eddie was absolutely obvious, and the fact that it never seemed like she ever thought that you were an obstacle in her plan.

The rest of your friends all seemed to really enjoy having Chrissy around, which first of all made you annoyed.

Didn’t they see how she threw herself at Eddie, an in-every-way-but-officially taken man? It also meant that you couldn’t vent the annoyance and self doubt that floated around in your mind with someone.

This only spurred on the annoyance within you further.

It all peaked this one wednesday when your math teacher was “disucussing consequences” with the entire class,when only about two people in the class had disrupted her lesson. This resulted in you being well over 12 minutes late for lunch.

Eddie and the rest of your friendship group were waiting for you outside your classroom when a certain cheerleader with her perfect ponytail walked up to them.

“Ooo! Hi guys, fancy seeing you here?” Chrissy said, putting her manicured hand on the leather clad bicep that belonged to Eddie Munson.

He turned his head towards her and smiled at her, a gesture that from his view, was mere courtesy, but to her meant way more.

“You look good today,” Chrissy said to him, removing a strand of hair from his face delicately.

“Huh?” Eddie said, to be honest he hadn’t really listened to her, he was busy wondering and worrying slightly about the fact that your class hadn’t been dismissed yet.

Chrissy blushed when he looked at her. She didn’t feel like repeating her statement, it felt like it lost meaning when you said it more than once, so instead she just said;

“Are we heading to lunch?”

Eddie explained that they were headed there, but that they just had to wait for you first.

“Oh,” Chrissy said, “I was just thinking that we better get there before someone snags our table”

The other bought her reasoning but Eddie looked longingly toward the door that you were behind.

“Go on you guys,” he said. “I’ll wait for her”

This didn’t sit well with Chrissy. Eddie was the main reason behind why she wanted to have lunch with you guys.

“Cmon Eddie, I’m sure she’ll come join us later, she knows the way to the cafeteria” Chrissy said, tugging slightly on Eddie’s underarm.

He felt torn, all of his friends were waiting for him, but at the same time, you were expecting him to be there waiting for you.

“We’ll, uh, yeah I guess.”

You were indeed expecting him to be outside the door when you were dismissed 20 minutes later than you should have.

Your heart dropped a little as you saw a seemingly empty corridor.

I guess they grew too hungry. You thought and took off towards the crowded cafeteria.

Your hadn’t even entered when you saw it.

Chrissy in her short cheer-skirt, looking so incredibly perfect, perched up on the armrest of Eddie’s chair, chatting away to this jock and his girlfriend, and you noticed she made Eddie engage in the conversation.

That’s when another level of self doubt surrounding all of this,hit you.

You started to imagine what it would mean for Eddie, purely socially, if he was dating Chrissy.

She had a lot of say, and people trusted her judgement. If she dated Eddie then maybe people would stop treating him like utter garbage.

But only she had the mandate to do such a thing, you were about as low on the social ladder as any other nerd in the school.

It stung too much behind your eyes and you realised that you couldn’t keep it together well enough to enter the cafeteria and pretend that everything was fine. So instead you bolted, running away until you found a good place to hide and be alone with your thoughts.

That was how you ended up curled up in the dungeon master throne, in the dark drama room, hugging your own knees with tears trickling down your cheeks. All whilst your brain was telling you over and over again how you weren’t enough for him.

In the cafeteria Eddie was stressing over the fact that you hadn’t shown up yet.

He tried to bide the time, hoping that you would eventually show, but when you were a no show after 30 minutes he decided that he had waited long enough.

“I’m gonna go find her” he mumbled and rose from the chair, inevitably bumping Chrissy off the armrest as he did.

“Where are you off to?” She asked, obviously she hadn’t heard him.

He didn’t reply, he was way too focused on finding you.

He walked past your classroom, and found it empty when he glanced through the window.

He realised that something must have happened and he began to search in the different places where you usually went when you needed to be alone.

You weren’t in the forest behind school.

You weren’t under the bleachers.

You weren’t by his truck.

He however noticed that some muffled noises were coming from the drama room when he walked past, and smacked himself mentally for not checking there first.

“Sweetheart?” He called out as he opened the door. “You in here?”

You buried your face in your knees, hoping that he wouldn’t hear your sniffles and come find you like this.

Luck however wasn't on your side and soon he was squatting in front of the throne, a heavy comforting hand on your knee.

“Baby, did something happen?” He asked, one hand softly caressing the back of your head, trying to coax your head out of your own lap, but with no success. “Do I need to hurt someone?”

”No” you whimpered softly. “You can go back to her Eddie, I’ll be okay”

“Go back to who?” He asked, still slightly confused as to what caused you so much distress.

“Chrissy” you said barely above a whisper, you didn’t actually want to say it, because it could mean that he’d actually leave, but at the same time, he asked.

Eddie was dumbfounded for a minute, what did Chrissy have to do with anything?

Then realisation hit him like a ton of bricks.

Of course he had noticed Chrissy’s attempts, he wasn’t completely oblivious.

They meant nothing to him so he hadn’t bothered himself to much about it, but now he felt guilty when he realised that they had meant something to you.

“Baby, can you look at me,” he asked, feeling his own heart breaking for you more and more by every passing second.

You glanced up, unable not to when he sounded so soft.

“Eddie, I understand, she has things I’ll never have, she’s another level of gorgeous, she is smart, everyone loves her,” more tears gathered in your eyes as you spoke the words that had tormented your mind all morning,”she has a say in things Eddie.She's your shot to climb the social ladder and I think you should take it.”

Eddie's insides broke with every word you spoke.

”Sweetheart,” was all he got out in response as he was trying to figure out how to express the love he had for you in a way that made you feel it in every fibre of your being.

“Eddie, you don’t have to explain anything, I have come to realise that I am not her.” You said, looking at the puzzled man in front of you.

“That’s true” he said and the little dying hope inside was about to be put out, until he continued.

“And that’s why I want to be with you.”

You looked up at him properly this time, as if you couldn’t really believe what he was saying.

“What?”

“Can I hold you?” Eddie asked, he couldn’t see you hurt anymore without doing anything about it.

“Please” you pleaded, sounding so extremely tired of trying and failing to hold it together.

You got off the throne and Eddie got in it, then he opened his arms for you, which you quickly dove into.

You were with your back against Eddie chest, your head nuzzled in between his shoulder and cheek, inhaling the faint scent of musky wood and tobacco. The scent of Eddie.

“I”m sorry I never realised the way all her attempts were affecting you.” Eddie said. “If I knew I could have made it more clear to Chrissy, about us, I mean, I just sorta thought she’d figure it out and back off.”

“I’m sorry for feeling like this, I really tried not to..” you said, fiddling slightly with the rings that Eddie had on his left hand. “I mean it’s not that we’re official so I dunno …”

“Never apologise for that sweetheart, It’s a totally valid feeling and reaction.” He said and pecked the top of your head. Then he paused for a second, thinking. “Why aren’t we officially?”

You thought about it for a second.

“You want to be?” You asked, looking up into his soft brown eyes.

“Since the day we met gorgeous”

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Nothing makes me more frustrated than the fact that my drawing skills doesn’t match the mental image of the fanart that I have in mind.

I want to fkn scream

WHY CANT I DRAW?!

every time I try…

someone please teach me