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Eddie Munson
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Picture commissioned from lovely @furrysphinxthrone
Eddie Munson x Reader • 80s Zombie Apocalypse AU based on this request/idea
WC: 2700
Warnings: some gore and violence obviously, but it’s also funny, think classic zombie slasher, eventual smut, MDNI
You thought getting called into work hungover after a second-year high school reunion was a bad day.
Try surviving a local zombie outbreak with Eddie Munson and his crew.
🔥EDDIE MUNSON🔥
Эдди в стиле плакатов мульта ОСД: байки из 85го!
We've been robbed, dears
Girls just wanna have fun
Eddie Munson x female reader
Eddie opened the door and saw at Robin and Nancy.
“To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit, ladies?”
The girls stormed in without an invitation.
“We are here to see Wild Thing.”
“Oh, okay.”
Hearing the noise, you appeared in the living room, slightly sleepy and puzzled.
Nancy immediately assessed your clothing situation.
“She’s still wearing your stuff.”
“She likes it, right, baby?” Eddie walked over to you and draped his arm over your shoulder. “You like wearing my shirt?” He tapped the Metallica logo on the oversized tee that served as your dress.
“Eddie, does she even have underwear? Does she have shoes?” Robin leaned in, looking at you with compassion. “If she wants to see more than just your bedroom, she needs proper clothes.”
Nancy announced with Rambo determination: “We are taking you shopping, Wild Thing.”
“Where are we going?” Eddie asked. He didn’t have anything against the idea, but he fully intended to tag along.
“We are going,” Nancy clarified, pointing between herself and Robin. “You’re staying.”
Work in progress
Part I and finished artwork here Night of the freaks
I got a little carried away and commissioned a piece from the wonderful @furrysphinxthrone for my upcoming series Night of the Freaks 🧟♂️
Suggested/requested by @judthatdud
80s zombie slasher. Short episodes, updated often — think Wild Thing vibes.
What do you all think? 👇
Let me know if you want to be tagged when it drops!
Eddie x Female Reader & the whole cast 🖤
Tinkerbell is a bitch part 2
Eddie Munson x Short! Female reader
Tutoring Eddie
part 1 here
Phone sex Grounded.
AN: They kissed!
By Thursday afternoon, the low-grade anxiety had settled into your bones. You kept replaying everything Eddie said, together with the smell of his cigarettes, the weight of his gaze, and the sensation of his knuckles on your cheek. It was unbearable. You decided he was just playing with your crush — the one you’d had since last year. You thought it was over. Who knew he would come back to repeat senior year?
Eddie was also replaying Tuesday’s session. Girls liked him occasionally, but not like this. Not girls like her. She was not his usual type: those who were curious what it would be like to be with him, whether he had nipples pierced… She just seemed to actually like him, not the performance or rebellion of it.
In the dark of the trailer he’d wondered if it landed the way he meant it. The teasing, the banter — why not just drop it and actually get to know her? See if the feeling was mutual. He knew why. And if he’d read it wrong, if she was just being friendly and he’d gone and done the cheek thing at her own front door—
He was an idiot. Just like his father. Always trying to outsmart something that didn’t need outsmarting, and fumbling every good thing in the process.
Poll Results
poll results are in and the winner is Riptide - Sanji x Mermaid! Reader 🧜♀️
I realized it wasn’t fair to offer one option to Sanji lovers and multiple choices for Eddie — that’s on me, I’m sorry!
On the bright side, I’ve got a lot cooking for Eddie already — Tinker part 2, Wild Thing finally goes shopping — so I’ll make it up to you, I promise 🤍
In the meantime I’ll be posting blurbs from my drafts and seeing what gets the most love. Also — comments are a huge decision factor for me right now, because I am very much being pulled toward a dark!Billy fic and I want to know if you’re with me 👀
stay tuned 🖤
Trouble came to town
Eddie x Female Reader x Rival Billy x Hellfire
Short blurb, tell me if this draft is worth editing and posting
You’re Eddie’s girl, but Billy has decided he knows better. Your defiance only makes it worse. Eddie does his canonical arc — I ran, then I didn’t, but no one dies. Yandere!Billy, forced proximity, non con to taste.
Melting point
Eddie Munson x female reader
Eddie is so hot, literally and figuratively, so you lure him to the girls-only pool party and play a trick on him.
Warnings: NSFW, MDNI (Minors Do Not Interact), smut, oral (f receiving), face-sitting, unprotected sex, drugs mentioned, teasing Eddie, he’s trying so hard to be good.
inspired by this post
WC 2100
“Hey Eddie,” you caught him after school.
It was so hot outside. You reduced your clothes to the skirt that was one inch away from suspension and shrugged off the denim vest that kept you borderline decent inside, and were left in a sleeveless wrap-top.
“Yes, sweetheart.” Eddie wasn’t much better; he stoically continued to wear jeans but had to swap his Hellfire shirt for a black tank top (wrong color choice) that clung to his torso. His neck was sweaty under all that hair, so he’d pulled it into a messy ponytail and you wanted to braid it so bad.
Family
Eddie Munson x female reader
After about a week of noticing stranger and stranger things, Wayne finally asked:
“Kid, I know a lot was going on lately, but these weird bats, and dead animals in the fridge and the girl that goes through the window — are they connected?”
“Wait, you knew about her?”
“Eddie, don’t take me for an idiot.”
Of course he knew. Wayne had heard the noises you made, saw two glasses, saw Eddie looking like he’d been hit by a very pleasant train, and one morning he peeked through the cracked door after Eddie left for school. He didn’t make much of it, except your shape on the bed, clutching the pillow, loosely covered with a soft blanket — and the demobats on the door frame made a warning sound, protecting your sleep.
“Yeah, about her… so she’s a bit unusual, but she’s fine, really. The bats are hers. And she’s trying to help out by bringing animals for dinner.”
Wayne carefully looked Eddie over, who appeared happy but clearly bitten in various places.
Something hit the window. Then again. Then a rapid enthusiastic series of impacts like something very excited that had not yet grasped the concept of knocking.
“That’ll be her,” Eddie said, already getting up.
“Tell her to use the door next time,” Wayne said.
Eddie let you in and a dark swarm coalesced into your form, dressed in his flannel and cutoffs, with leaves and twigs in your hair and mud on your feet. He gave you a gentle kiss.
Eddie’s favorite demobats approached and gave him a little nuzzle.
“There, there.” He fed them a piece of jerky each.
“Wild Thing, good that you’re back. My uncle Wayne wants to meet you. He is family, we talked…”
“Eddiiee…”
Somehow that made him understand you didn’t feel ready. He picked the stuff out of your hair and put his socks on your dirty feet. Eddie looked you over, bent down and cuffed the socks.
“You look beautiful. Just don’t hiss, I’ll do the talking.”
He pulled you out of the room by the hand. His cheeks flushed just a bit when he introduced you:
“Uncle Wayne, this is Wild Thing. I met her… there. And… we are together.”
You shuffled your feet in Eddie’s white socks.
“Wild, that’s my Uncle Wayne. He’s family. He took care of me when my father left me. And again.”
You didn’t get the father part, but the concept of family was already familiar.
Wayne was ready for Eddie’s girlfriend who’d been sneaking through the window for a week to be anything, but life hadn’t prepared him for the warrior princess, fiercely beautiful, with gleaming eyes and sharp claws, and worst of all, fangs that shone through your best attempt at a polite smile.
He also knew Eddie was in it till the brim.
“Welcome, young lady.” Wayne gestured to the kitchen table. “Do you want coffee?”
You tilted your head at Eddie.
“She doesn’t drink coffee,” Eddie said. “But she likes red wine.”
“We don’t have red wine,” Wayne said.
“We do, I got plenty.” Eddie reached into the cupboard and showed his stash.
Wayne just pulled out the glasses and opened the bottle, silently accepting the fact that Eddie was fully committed to making you comfortable.
“So she lives on what? Wine and animals?”
“And protein shakes. And…” Eddie hesitated, then added quieter: “blood. Mostly animal blood.”
“Mostly.”
“She’s very careful about it.”
“Yes,” you said affirmatively, nodding.
Wayne poured the wine for all three of you even though it was morning.
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another little milestone 🖤 love you all!!
as a treat — i’m opening up my frozen drafts for a vote. whatever gets the most notes/reblogs with a vote in the tags (minimum 10) i’ll clean up and post. most of them are basically finished, just need to be polished. they’re all a bit longer than my usual one-shots… probably why they got frozen lol
Eddie babysitting a kid and falling for his single mom (PG)
Eddie and a music store girl — some angst, then smut
slightly older Eddie x sad singer girl (lana del rey coded) — light smut
Eddie x racer girl drive to Daytona, he sees the ocean for the first time (PG)
you date Eddie but dark!Billy takes you away (forced dating) smut with Billy
Sanji and a mermaid 🐚 smut and fluff
skip the drafts, write a brand new CNC
continue current WIP (cinderella / zombie slasher / tinkerbell)
Oh, I see it’s not a fair game because Sanji lovers only have one option. I'll do one for Sanji and one for Eddie, or post blurbs from the Eddie fic readers if it’s very close.
have questions about any of the fics? comment below — a coherent comment is worth 2 votes 🍒
Tinkerbell is a bitch
Eddie Munson x Short! Female reader
tutoring Eddie
dividers by @strangergraphics
sort of requested by @alicemarie730
WC 2700
Warning: smoking adoration, but this is Munson, sexual tension, Eddie is a tease.
The thing about Eddie Munson was that he took up more space than his actual dimensions. You easily spotted him across the cafeteria. You knew his schedule better than your own.
You’d waited a long time until he was alone, because Eddie Munson was rarely alone. He collected people. There was always someone orbiting him, always an audience. You knew if there was an audience, you’d go pink.
You were going to go pink anyway. But without witnesses, it would only be his problem.
You caught him at his locker after fifth period. Just Eddie, the hallway thinning out around him. You stared at his familiar rings as he spun the combination, then looked up. He was taller than you’d accounted for standing this close. It was frankly rude given the situation.
“Hi,” you said.
He looked down, doing the thing people always did—the recalibration. You tried to be normal about it.
“Hey.” Polite. Not unkind.
You felt warmth creeping up your neck and bulldozed through it with sheer determination.
“So.” You tucked your hair behind your ear, looking up at him through your lashes. It was not intentional; it was just the angle. It was simply physics. “I need community service hours. Twenty more. And the school said you need a chemistry tutor, so I was wondering if maybe—” a breath “—I could be yours? Tuesdays and Thursdays? If that works for you.”
Eddie leaned one shoulder against the locker, looking at you, his expression shifting from lazy politeness to something more curious.
“You need community service hours?”
“Yes.”
“What did you do?”
You’d prepared for this. You kept your chin up. “I punched someone.”
A pause. Something shifted in his face. “Who?”
“Steve Harrington.”
Grounded
Eddie Munson x Female Reader
Warnings: NSFW | MDNI | Explicit | Established relationship | Phone sex| Oral sex mentioned (F & M receiving) | Sibling rivalry | PIV sex mentioned
For this request "talking you through it"
The clock struck midnight. Not that you'd been watching it—you simply couldn't relax. Finally everyone was asleep for good and you crept downstairs, quiet as a ninja. You lifted the phone and dialed Eddie's number. He never went to bed this early.
"Hey," you whisper the moment he answers.
"I was staring at the damn phone waiting for you to call. Are you okay?" Relief and excitement tangle in his voice.
"I'm fine. Grounded for a month, no pocket money… but I robbed the little shit's piggy bank."
Eddie lets out that warm, familiar chuckle that ends in a snort. You can practically see his dimples and the way his messy curls fall into his eyes.
"That's my girl. He'll think twice before tattling on his big sister again."
"Yeah… I don't know what we're going to do now. We can't do "the tutoring" anymore."
"Right…" His voice dips, playful and low. "I could always sneak in through your window like a sitcom boyfriend."
You laugh quietly, imagining Eddie halfway through your window only for your doberman to rip the ass out of his jeans as he scrambles back out.
"Can't risk you getting caught again," you murmur.
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As I work on Hotline Desire - Phone sex operator!Eddie x Reader I got some headcanons
Eddie thinks it’s a form of art and he is an artist.
He thinks it’s therapy too, because it makes people feel better.
He has a "work outfit"
He warms up his voice by singing a song or two with an acoustic guitar
He has props: big matches, leather pants to slap, wine glasses...
He creates sound effects: watermelon eaten close to the receiver, jello punched with conviction, whatever is in the fridge pressed into service. A leather belt pulled slowly through belt loops. Ice cubes dropped into a glass one at a time. A lighter flicked open and shut — the specific clink of a Zippo.
He goes off script a lot, sometimes incorporating goblins. He’s had complaints. The happy clients outnumber them significantly.
Occasionally he breaks into what is technically a monologue.
Sometimes the dungeon master bleeds through and he’s narrating a scene without quite realizing it.
What do you think he could also use/do?
Seven minutes in hell
Eddie Munson x Female Reader
You always hated Eddie Munson. Until you two spent seven minutes in a dark closet together
WC 1500
Warnings: suggestive themes, enemies to lovers.
A/N: I read a great fic on the same topic and was challenged to write my own by @bslcry
The bottle of Jack was three-quarters gone and Eddie Munson was responsible for at least half of that.
He was also, currently, perched on the back of Tina’s couch like some kind of gargoyle — one boot on the cushion, one elbow on his knee, chin in his palm. Eddie enjoyed watching the party below, he came to ruin everyone’s good time simply by existing and it was going well.
It was an art form.
Mine
Eddie Munson x MonsterFromUpsideDownGirl
Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, deep intimacy
AN: Can't believe I wanted Wild Thing to collapse in Eddie's arms ten blurbs ago.
Three days after the grand battle you brought two rabbits. You laid them out on the table, hands blood-smeared, and said sweet and melodic:
“Dinner.”
Eddie almost threw up looking at their glassy eyes and managed to thank you. He packed the rabbits in a plastic bag and shoved them in the fridge. Hopefully Wayne knew how to clean and cook rabbits.
I have an idea, and you can totally have it if you want it. It'd be an apocalypse au where Eddie gets picked up by a reader who is running a traveling library out of a food truck she's completely refurbished.
Thoughts?
This is such a rich idea, and I’m so glad you shared it with me! First of all, what kind of apocalypse are we talking? Eddie would 100% love a zombie apocalypse slasher. Just think — zombie cheerleaders and teachers, some of his friends in the van… I’m not sure a library would be the most necessary thing during such an event; an actual food truck would probably be better, but I can certainly make her well read and not great at cooking just for fun. Let’s brainstorm! Are you thinking romance + humor, or something darker — actual survival?
Feel free to message me if you prefer