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Wait is jerking it to fanfic like? Widely accepted?
critically acclaimed even
Sexy Peek
[Javier Peña x F!Reader drabble]
You're walking with Javier, in his favorite sundress on you, when the wind picks up and you feel it lift the back of your dress, exposing your ass for a few seconds.
"Oh!" you exclaim and quickly reach behind with a hand flat on your now skirt-covered ass, turning to Javi.
"God, did anyone see?"
Javi's smirking, "Don't think so," and he glances around for anyone gawking, but sees no one, "But when were you going to share that you decided to forgo your panties today?" a simmering heat in his eyes.
Cheeks heating up more than just from the Texas sun, "Later. When were weren't walking on a public street."
Javi steps closer to you and slides his hand along your ass, tucking it under yours to takeover keeping the fabric in place.
"I'll keep hold of it, mi amor," he winks, "Why don't we start heading back to the car? We'll find a spot where you don't even need this dress on."
Anyway, Eddie’s thick veiny uncut cock. You agree. retreat
Eddie with an s/o that has an oral fixation and is shy about it? For smutty weekend!
yes !!!!! MDNI 18+ (cw smut, p in v, oral fixation, hickeys, maybe some biting, praise kink, breeding kind of(?)) ♡ fem!reader | 1k words
Eddie's chest is solid under your hands. You cover his spider tattoo with your fingers and gasp as he drops you down again, feeling like the air has been knocked out of you.
You've nibbled your own lip raw with wanting.
Eddies little stims when it comes to best friend!reader like. Fluffing your hair, poking all over you, just rubbing his face on any part of you, he’ll randomly pretend to faint and youll have to catch him (he will be so wounded if you dont), but then it slowly gets like, so much more sexual that people even notice
Bestfriend!Eddie Munson x Reader
A/N: written in tumblr. thanks for the ask, he's such a touchy boy.
Warnings: groping without explicit consent, but it's fiction and you’re here reading Eddie for a reason—you'd let him do anything to you, boobies
Part two
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I could so see him being a very touchy person, I mean he already appears to be in the show—always breaching Steve's people's personal space. So I feel like he'd be the type to hug you all the time, just drape his body over you and squeeze your butt. He wants your touch, you're his best friend and he loves you. But he also wants to squeeze your ass, it just looks so squeezable! And you're used to it by now. He's never made any move to ask you out or move the friendship to the next level, so you just take what he gives you.
I feel like if you two laid in bed together—as best friends do during sleepovers—he'd lay on his side just smoothing his hand over any sliver of skin he can touch. He'd inch his way up your body, moving your shirt up silently with every new movement. Your eyes are closed, trying to sleep, but you're awake—you can feel his hands. He knows you're not asleep yet, that's the only reason he's still touching you.
"Eddie...what are you doing," you mumble, eyes never opening.
I don't know if this counts as perv!Eddie, but... roadtrip. Eddie isn't driving for whatever reason, and also! There's not enough sits for everybody, so his best girl friend has to sit on his lap. The road is rocky and bumpy, she's kinda bouncing right on it. My poor boy, lol.
Perverted
Perv!Eddie Munson x Reader
Summary: Eddie takes a mini road trip with the gang to pick fruits and vegetables at a farm outside of town. Easy day. Except there aren’t enough open seats in the car, and you have to sit on his lap. Hard day. Very…hard…day.
Warnings: 18+ MDNI, perv!eddie obvi, boners, almost dry-humping tbh, mention of cumming in pants, Eddie's suffering, mention of masturbation, reader is none the wiser
Word Count: 1.6k, this was literally supposed to be a blurb wtf
A/N: One moment this was 500 words, the next it was 1,600. I can’t do this for all the perv!eddie blurbs lmao. This is just simply not sustainable, I don’t have enough words. Very quickly written. Also, go read this fic.
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Eddie’s biting down on his strained, white knuckles as Steve’s stupid station wagon hits another bump, jolting you on his lap. He’s trying everything to will away his erection—doing algebra in his head, pinching himself hard, even conjuring up the image of Mrs. O’Donnell and her gingivitis breath leaning over his shoulder to correct his work. Nothing is working.
He feels like Icarus flying too close to the sun. One more bump in the road and he’s going to melt at the way your hips jostle with the car. It felt like a dream come true when Steve suggested you sit on Eddie's lap—what with the car being too full, and you obviously not able to sit on one of the girls or Jonathan. Robin and Nancy’s laps didn’t exactly offer a sturdy seat for the 30-minute ride out of town, and Jonathan was up front, in clear view of any law enforcement waiting to speed-trap people. Hence, Steve’s suggestion: Eddie’s wider, more comfortable lap in the back of the car.
EDDIE FOUND ALIVE IN ARLINGTON TEXAS
guyssss am I late i just started part 2 rn — also Dustin defending eddie made me tear upppp omg
Insecure (Eddie x Female Reader)
This is completely self-indulgent, as these are (some of) my own insecurities. Maybe it'll resonate with some of y'all as well. To everyone out there struggling with body image issues, you can always talk to me about them. I'm here for you <3
Warnings: body image issues throughout, mentions of dieting, description of body parts, mild suggestive language
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To say that Eddie Munson loves your body is an understatement.
It would be much more accurate to say that he is enamored, he is enraptured, he is constantly awestruck by it.
Wherever you see flaws, he only sees perfection.
Please can you do Eddie Munson with C17? I love your writing so much!
aw thank you sweetie!! and ahhhh dad!eddie of course :))
warnings: not proofread, pregnant!reader, use of pet names (sweetheart)
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you turned once more as you attempted to find a comfortable position but the baby inside you had other plans. you really tried to keep your movements to a minimum as not to wake eddie, but the boy could never fully fall asleep until you were in a deep slumber yourself.
"everythin' alright, sweetheart?" he mumbled, eyes still closed as he resituated his arms around you with your new placement in the bed.
you nuzzled your head into his chest before speaking. "can't get comfy. your son won't settle down."
"he truly is a munson boy then, isn't he?" eddie teased while he let his hand travel down to cradle the swell of your stomach. he scooted down the bed until his face was in line with your bellybutton, pressing a quick kiss to your skin. "i guess i'm gonna have to be wayne now and give him a stern talk."
“There isn’t really anyone else. You’re it for me.” with eddie and an insecure reader
🥺🥺🥺🥺
warnings: not proofread, insecurity, jumping to conclusions
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you were one to sit back and watch. you always had been the observer and you learned a great deal through the task. you noticed surface-level things like how jason wore one of chrissy's green scrunchies on his left wrist every day at school and that mrs. o'donnell definitely has the hots for mr. jameson but will never say anything. you also noticed other little things like how even though they were broken up, lucas and max still looked for each other in any room they entered and that max herself was still dealing with something massive, the death of her brother you assumed.
sometimes, you hated that you picked up on a lot of things that others didn't. when you sat next to eddie at lunch, you often caught other girls' eyes on him. none of the girls you saw ogling at him would openly admit to liking him because they were too scared of messing with their social status. eddie was the freak and he was proud of it, but others didn't want to taint their 'ideal' high school experience with the likes of him. still, their unshameful stares didn't make you feel great.
there was one girl that eddie was currently partners with in his english class that used that outlet as a way to be close to him without messing with her socially. when you talked to him at your locker, she placed her hand on his shoulder and grabbed his attention for a question regarding their project. she got eddie to go to her house sometimes to work on their stuff instead of staying in the library after school like everyone else. it was just little thing after little thing and you tried not to let it bother you until you overheard her telling a friend that she had a crush on a guy in her english class. her friend told her to go after him and she responded with, "oh, i plan to."
Mariah I am craving Eddie playing with r in his shirt cause he loves the look on her 🤭🤭
please nonnie, if eddie could make you live in his shirts and only his shirts he absolutely would.
18+ ONLY MINORS FUCK OFF
“shhh, can you stay quiet for me sweets?”
his hand is cupped over your mouth, his chocolate hues gazing hungrily down at you. eddie’s other hand is completely occupied, three fingers buried deep inside your cunt, his thumb rubbing slow circles over your clit. you nod your head, hearing wayne shuffling about on the other side of eddie’s bedroom door.
really he wanted to wait until his uncle had left for work, but waking up next to you in his hellfire shirt… the hem riding up to expose your bare hip sent him into a spiral, and frankly he couldn’t help himself. pressing kisses along your bare thigh, rousing you from your sleep with a soft moan.
“just wanna play with you a little baby…”
he breathed out into your skin, nipping at your hip as you rubbed the sleep from your eyes. you mumble out a quiet approval, already feeling yourself getting wet from his gruff morning voice. the male happily slipping his fingers between your thighs, humming as he collects the wetness on the digits.
“always so ready for me... shit.”
you whimper as he slides two fingers inside you, hips bucking up against his palm to take them deeper. eddie’s curls are wild from sleep, tickling your skin of your thighs as he lays in between them. eagerly watching you suck his fingers in, adding a third within no time. the brunette curls them up, brushing against your sweet spot. the action making you moan loudly, which prompted the covering of your mouth.
“god, i wanna keep you like this always sweetheart… in nothin’ but my shirt.”
you playfully swat at him as he grins up at you, lightly biting the skin of your thigh as he thrusts his fingers in faster. biting your lower lip to keep any more noises from escaping, fingertips clutching the sheets tightly. your boyfriend watching in awe as you begin trembling beneath him, putting more pressure on your clit.
“o-once we get our own place, i’ll wear w-whatever you want eds.”
now i’m thinking of alpha!ghostface!eddie looking down at you, smiling under the mask while he pumps his big, fat knot inside of you... “yeah, baby? you want my pups?”
REY ANSJJWJSJSN
18+ ONLY MDNI
and you’re just a whiny, pathetic mess underneath him. a literal bitch in heat as he fucks you on his half swollen knot. your bed sheets are soaked with a mixture of your slick and sweat. your nails raking down his bare chest, leaving red marks in your wake. only a chorus of please, please, please leaving your lips.
and he’s just chuckling, cooing down at you as you spasm around his cock for the fourth time that night. clutching onto his chest as he keeps going, until his knot is fully seated inside you, the male marking you as his from the inside. eddie lifts his mask enough to run his teeth along your mating gland, “you’re mine now sweetheart.”
𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭
→ premise: it was a bad idea, wayne came home and could hear you and eddie and yet the two of you didn’t wanna stop, it felt far too good to want it to end.
→ pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader
→ warnings: smut | 18+, almost getting caught, mutual masturbation, gagging/covering mouth, praise, small amount of oral [m receiving], nicknames [sweet girl, baby]
→ a/n: 02 kinktober
Eddie's hand presses against your mouth covering it suddenly. You look at him with wide and confused eyes as your own fingers still their movement between your legs. He holds a finger up to his own mouth with his other hand as a way of telling you to shush. “Heyy, Eds you home??” You hear the front door to the trailer swing open and Wayne's voice echo from down the hall. Your body froze, he wasn't supposed to come home yet.
the very first time eddie sees your boobs he giggles like a child. not because he's laughing at you but because he's purely just excited to be seeing your boobs. he stares in awe, never knowing someone could ever be so beautiful, his big button eyes doubling in size when you eventually lift your shirt up. a small gasp leaves his lips and his first instinct is to touch them, of course only doing so with permission, which you give him. he cups his slightly calloused hands around your breasts, kneading them softly and rolling his thumbs over your nipples until they're taut beneath his touch. "holy shit, they're so - they're so - wow." he's speechless. he leans back for a moment to really take you in, before pulling you down onto his bed in a surprise movement and pressing a chaste kiss to your lips, "you're so fucking beautiful, baby." and then proceeding to pepper you with kisses all over 𐑺
best friend!eddie munson who is always touching you—hugging, poking, tickling...it seems like he can't keep his hands off you, whether he's being genuinely affectionate or playfully irritating.
best friend!eddie munson who never makes you pay for any of the shit he sells. he rolls your joints, cuts your lines, makes sure you stay safe. if you ever offer him money, he'll roll his eyes and insist that you can make it up to him with a new metal cassette or a new pair of dice.
best friend!eddie munson who plays you all the songs he writes for his band, who invites you to all of their concerts, who punches a guy for getting creepy with you at a show. even if metal isn't really your thing, he values your opinion.
best friend!eddie munson who convinces you to join all his dungeons & dragons campaigns, helping you carefully craft your character and teaching you all the groundwork so that you don't feel behind compared to the other players.
best friend!eddie munson who tries to hide all the accidental boners he gets around you, and fails miserably. they happen when you change your clothes in front of him, when you hug too long, when you play fight and he's got you pinned.
thinking about eddie, leaned back and too fucking casual, while you straddle his lap with his cock buried deep inside of you. you’re so desperate, dripping wet and dying to get yourself to release.
eddie’s not even touching you. he has his arms folded behind his head, nonchalant, as he watches you bounce on him. he loves the little crease between your brows that always forms when you’re concentrating on trying to cum.
he almost reaches out to stroke your cute little pout with his thumb. almost.
“are you making yourself feel so good, baby?” he asks, knowing you likely won’t be able to get out a sentence in response.
you let out a breathy whine as an answer, hips moving faster on his lap. it drives you crazy, how he won’t touch you. the way he speaks, so cocky, knowing that he barely even has to try to completely unravel you.
“you’re such a good girl, working so hard on my cock,” he purrs, regarding you rather patronizingly down the slope of his nose.
his big brown eyes, now half-lidded, roam over your frame, like he’s analyzing you. you feel like your skin is blazing under his stare, your top teeth pulling at your bottom lip in a frenzied kind of urgency.
“what is it, baby?” eddie coos, mockingly. he can see your movements decreasing in precision, more sloppy by the second.
he finally gives in, just a little bit, wrapping an arm around your lower back and pulling you flush to him.
“cat got your tongue?” he teases into your ear, his hot breath fanning against it. you let out a shaky moan, whispers of ‘fuckfuckfuckfuck’ slipping past your lips.
he knows the signs, can feel your muscles tensing up. “oh, she’s gonna cum for me, isn’t she?” he asks, his mouth splitting into a wicked grin.
all you can do is nod, eyes pinched shut so tight you’re seeing bursts of color behind them. pleasure mounts in the pit of your stomach, building and building before it comes crashing over you in waves.
he revels in the way you babble mindlessly as your orgasm rips through you; brought on entirely by you, without his help.
“you did such a good job, sweet thing,” he says, letting his hand rub softly up and down your back. “think i should give you a break from doing all the hard work, hm?”
you nod lazily, slumped against him.
“lay down for me then. spread your legs, baby. let me taste you.”