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[munsonscharm]

Coming in 2026

"Death Saves: The Bard's Resurrection"

​Eddie Munson was never supposed to make it out of the Upside Down. Now, he’s a ghost in his own life, hiding in the shadows of a world that still calls him a murderer. Haunted by the echoes of demobats and the crushing guilt of leaving Chrissy Cunningham behind, Eddie is a man with nothing left to lose—until he decides to stop running. This is a journey of trauma, survival, and the grueling fight to reclaim a name the world tried to bury.

​In D&D, a "Death Save" is a character's last chance to stay in the game. For Eddie Munson, the game isn't over yet. This is my first story, told from Eddie's POV, and my personal mission to give him the justice he deserves. I’m so excited to keep his memory alive with you all. For the Hellfire Club!

XO,

Mo

[solinthevoid]

Eddie "The Freak" Munson

yeah... this guy is gonna be stuck in my brain for a while

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[munsonscharm]

Gorgeous! The man, and the creation. 🖤🦇🎸

[elegantpaperoperatormaker]

eddies the type of guy to say “biiiggg stretch” as he puts it in

Oh my God, he’s so evil, he would. And you know what? He’d be going to timeout after that. No pussy for him. Not until he learns to act right🤨

And what’s awful is he’d have the audacity to ask what he did.

“You know what you did,” you snap, throwing the covers over your body.

He’s naked, dragging a chair from the kitchen table, wholly unbothered by the legs screeching against the floorboards. He sets it up in the corner of the bedroom, plopping down in a huff, arms crossed and a lethal pout weighing on his lips.

“No, I don’t—“

“Other way,” you order, twirling your finger in the air.

He doesn’t bother getting up, he just scoots his chair around, facing the corner with an exaggerated groan.

“I didn’t do anythi— What did I even do?”

[sunflowersand-bees]

the abyss. what the fuck? a twist like this that happens right before the finale of your entire fucking show should be a twist that makes you go “ohhhh!” not a twist that leaves you with MORE QUESTIONS THAN YOU STARTED WITH. a twist that’s happening so late in the show should recontextualize the existing show, not retcon it to hell and back. a twist that’s happening right before the climax should help the viewer better understand the struggles that the characters are going through, not leave them confused and annoyed.

[sallx-blr57]

Bro.

[the-black-pharade]

guys WHAT is this plot

[munsonscharm]

This plot is a cop-out because the writing sucks so badly, and they can't think of a better alternate ending. You fanfiction writers really keep me sane, because I can't with those brothers rn 🙄

[fatfatgaybitch]

I can’t bro

[kassy-djomunson]

this guy is such a loser i want him

[monsterkill--er]

me if i hear the name tammy one more goddamn time

[probably-just-existing]

is it just me or does it feel like the ending just isn’t gonna be satisfying?

because everyone’s relationships have been fucked up, there’s no time to fix everything, the character arcs are going to feel incomplete, everything we know is apparently wrong and somehow this simultaneously feels like the dumbest build up ever because no one is injured but also the world is ending or whatever so i guess this is it

[hellfire--cult]

my friend sent me this and i just-- yeah, valid.

[munsonscharm]

I wasn't going to do this, but here goes anyway.

Eddie Munson and the Hellfire Club is the BIGGEST cash grab for the Duffers and Netflix. I said it. I feel super betrayed, you guys.

The Duffers know how important Eddie is to the majority of the fandom, had countless ways to write him back into the story, but failed to do so. They sold us Season 5 Hellfire Club and Eddie Munson merchandise, gaslighting us into thinking Eddie would return. Not only has he not returned, but they have the audacity to write the man as a failure. An idiot who's life was so screwed up that even in death he couldn't do that part right. Like, we get it. His death seemed very unnecessary, but why kick a man while he's down dead?

They could have at least given us return appearances by the other beloved characters such as Gareth, Jeff and Doug.

I get it. The world is ending. There's no time for a DnD campaign when evil is pushing back against Hawkins, and that's not what I was asking for. But couldn't they have given Gareth a scene with Dustin for, like, I don't know, 5 minutes? Come on.

And yeah, Steve apologized for what he said, but words like that were spoken from the heart and there was a lot of truth behind what he said. Sure, things needed to get heated enough to cause them to break into a fistfight. I get it.

I am just disappointed that they happily took our money over merchandise that doesn't even pertain to the current season. I'm not naive, though. That's how the system works. It's all about the mighty dollar.

I'm just sad that the misunderstood metalhead is still getting the short-end-of-the-stick, even in death.

Eddie deserved better. Thank God for fanfiction, because you guys know how to write a happy ending for a guy who was just trying to get by. 💔

I know there are bigger problems in the world than my rant over a fictional character. Just let me be sad for a minute and I'l be fine.

Thanks for listening.

[rip-quizilla]

I second this, the direction they’re choosing for the finale has really fallen short compared to season 4 for me. I get it if they didn’t want to resurrect Eddie, but diminishing his death the way Steve did was absolutely unnecessary imo. It feels like all of the growth Steve’s gone through in 4 seasons just went down the drain bc he’s being an asshole again just bc he’s bitter abt Dustin mourning Eddie more than he worships Steve.

[munsonscharm]

@rip-quizilla Babe! That means so much coming from you! I feel validated. Thank you for listening to me yap, and having my back! 🫶🏻

[leelei1980]

I agree! They made SOOOO much money off of Eddie and couldn't even give us a flashback or a scene where the gang finds Dustin with Eddie's body and they mourn him ...... So disappointing

[munsonscharm]

@leelei1980 His death was so disappointing! The least they could have done after k!lling him was giving him a respectful send-off. I swear I could have placed a bet that we'd get a flashback, but nothing... 😔

[munsonscharm]

I wasn't going to do this, but here goes anyway.

Eddie Munson and the Hellfire Club is the BIGGEST cash grab for the Duffers and Netflix. I said it. I feel super betrayed, you guys.

The Duffers know how important Eddie is to the majority of the fandom, had countless ways to write him back into the story, but failed to do so. They sold us Season 5 Hellfire Club and Eddie Munson merchandise, gaslighting us into thinking Eddie would return. Not only has he not returned, but they have the audacity to write the man as a failure. An idiot who's life was so screwed up that even in death he couldn't do that part right. Like, we get it. His death seemed very unnecessary, but why kick a man while he's down dead?

They could have at least given us return appearances by the other beloved characters such as Gareth, Jeff and Doug.

I get it. The world is ending. There's no time for a DnD campaign when evil is pushing back against Hawkins, and that's not what I was asking for. But couldn't they have given Gareth a scene with Dustin for, like, I don't know, 5 minutes? Come on.

And yeah, Steve apologized for what he said, but words like that were spoken from the heart and there was a lot of truth behind what he said. Sure, things needed to get heated enough to cause them to break into a fistfight. I get it.

I am just disappointed that they happily took our money over merchandise that doesn't even pertain to the current season. I'm not naive, though. That's how the system works. It's all about the mighty dollar.

I'm just sad that the misunderstood metalhead is still getting the short-end-of-the-stick, even in death.

Eddie deserved better. Thank God for fanfiction, because you guys know how to write a happy ending for a guy who was just trying to get by. 💔

I know there are bigger problems in the world than my rant over a fictional character. Just let me be sad for a minute and I'l be fine.

Thanks for listening.

[edsforehead]

It would have been fine for them to not bring Eddie back(though I would have loved it) but they dont need to disrespect Eddie’s character and memory the way they are. The Duffer brothers AND the writers wrote a stupid death for Eddie and they use their own idiotic writing to spit on Eddie while he’s already dead. They didn’t bring back any of the CC boys, they didn’t bring back Wayne, who has no idea how Eddie died or where his body is(which we know is torture and life ruining for any parent/guardian), who then has to watch the town desecrate and mock eddie, but they want to call Eddie an idiot who had a worthless death. They take a character who’s had such a hard past(in canon and in FOI) made him suffer in every phase of life, have the town hate him, give him a stupid death, then spit on his memory and the sacrifice he at least thought he was making. Truly making him into a clown and loser.

I really can’t help but feel some type of way about the staff using their own bad writing as a weapon to insult Eddie. Truly the 8th circle of idiocy.

From what I’m seeing, the only part of the scene that was good was Gatens’s acting. Good on him for doing the best he could with the lump of coal he got.

[munsonscharm]

@edsforehead you nailed it! My thoughts exactly!

[munsonscharm]

I wasn't going to do this, but here goes anyway.

Eddie Munson and the Hellfire Club is the BIGGEST cash grab for the Duffers and Netflix. I said it. I feel super betrayed, you guys.

The Duffers know how important Eddie is to the majority of the fandom, had countless ways to write him back into the story, but failed to do so. They sold us Season 5 Hellfire Club and Eddie Munson merchandise, gaslighting us into thinking Eddie would return. Not only has he not returned, but they have the audacity to write the man as a failure. An idiot who's life was so screwed up that even in death he couldn't do that part right. Like, we get it. His death seemed very unnecessary, but why kick a man while he's down dead?

They could have at least given us return appearances by the other beloved characters such as Gareth, Jeff and Doug.

I get it. The world is ending. There's no time for a DnD campaign when evil is pushing back against Hawkins, and that's not what I was asking for. But couldn't they have given Gareth a scene with Dustin for, like, I don't know, 5 minutes? Come on.

And yeah, Steve apologized for what he said, but words like that were spoken from the heart and there was a lot of truth behind what he said. Sure, things needed to get heated enough to cause them to break into a fistfight. I get it.

I am just disappointed that they happily took our money over merchandise that doesn't even pertain to the current season. I'm not naive, though. That's how the system works. It's all about the mighty dollar.

I'm just sad that the misunderstood metalhead is still getting the short-end-of-the-stick, even in death.

Eddie deserved better. Thank God for fanfiction, because you guys know how to write a happy ending for a guy who was just trying to get by. 💔

I know there are bigger problems in the world than my rant over a fictional character. Just let me be sad for a minute and I'l be fine.

Thanks for listening.

[rip-quizilla]

I second this, the direction they’re choosing for the finale has really fallen short compared to season 4 for me. I get it if they didn’t want to resurrect Eddie, but diminishing his death the way Steve did was absolutely unnecessary imo. It feels like all of the growth Steve’s gone through in 4 seasons just went down the drain bc he’s being an asshole again just bc he’s bitter abt Dustin mourning Eddie more than he worships Steve.

[munsonscharm]

@rip-quizilla Babe! That means so much coming from you! I feel validated. Thank you for listening to me yap, and having my back! 🫶🏻

[elegantpaperoperatormaker]

Omg hi i hope youre doing well!!!!!

I saw this tiktok of this guy doing his girlfriends nails. Eddie 100% customizes his pieces for dnd could you imagine him painting his girls nails in a design for her!! Just like the attention to detail and steady hand he has. What are your thoughts?

Hi bae!!

I could definitely see Eddie doing this for his girlfriend, but for some reason my mind went straight to Eddie with a daughter lmao. I’m just a sucker for girl-dad!Eddie.

Imagine he comes home from work and sees his girls having a spa day😭

Warnings: mentions of smut and baby making, use of ‘daddy’ but in the father way, Reader making Eddie crazy

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“Woah, no greeting committee? What did I do?” Eddie calls out, toeing off his boots and nudging them against the wall.

From down the hall, he hears the sound of his baby girl, like a melody so soft and sweet. “‘M busy, daddy!”

He grumbles, talking to himself because that’s the only person he can ever win an argument against—especially in this household. “How many hours am I puttin’ in? Keepin’ food on the table…least I deserve is a hug, but noooo. She’s busy.”

Huffing and puffing, he follows the little voice and your responding murmurs, twisting and stretching his back along the way. As he turns the corner into the family room, his heart melts.

You’re sitting on the couch, pinky fuzzy robe—matching with the curly-headed mini-Munson—slipper-clad feet kicked up, green goop on your face, and your hand held tightly in a much smaller grip. It’s like you get more beautiful every time he comes home. Even if you’ve got swamp mush smeared on your skin.

Your eyes twinkle as you look up at him, a subtle smirk on your lips. And if he wasn’t already married to you, he’d drop down on his knees all over again, just to beg for your hand—nay, your life. Because he’s never been more certain your souls were meant to entwine. If not for selfish love, then to at least come together and create the brown-eyed angel he wishes was in his arms right now.

Eddie cocks his head to the side—a silent complaint that you read easily. But you only tip your chin down, nodding to the little girl holding you captive, painting every inch of your skin—and a little bit of your nails, too. Benevolent as always, he tries to give his baby girl another chance. “What was that, baby? Couldn’t hear you from the hallway…”

When she doesn’t answer, her back to him, seemingly too focused on painting your thumb, you speak up. “She said she’s busy, daddy.”

Damn you. Damn that fucking name. And while he’s at it, damn that little smirk you can’t hide. Don’t get him wrong—the best thing he ever did was become a father, and he about tears up every time he hears that title come from the lips of his angel.

But you—

You had to start calling him that, too. And now he’s working late just to afford the second baby he’s planning on giving you. Because he’s not about to let you walk around calling him that and have only one kid to show for it. If you wanna play that card, he’ll make it worth it.

The nickname started out of necessity, because he can’t have his impressionable baby girl calling him ‘Eddie.’ That’s just not right. It’s against the laws of nature. He’s earned his title of ‘daddy.’ He’s proud to be her daddy. So when their relationship hit first-name-basis at only five years old, he pleaded with you to do something.

This was your solution. And it worked. It works. But you’re a devious little thing—it’s what he loves most about you, and it’s how he got his angel. He just also has to suffer the consequences. The very…enticing…consequences.

It’s not even like you say it any differently. There’s no sultry tone, no bedroom eyes. You don’t talk dirty to him in front of your child. If anything, it’s a taunt, a tease, a joke—meaningless schoolyard ribbing. It’s just unfortunate that he’s the right amount of gone for you, he has to adjust himself every time you say it.

And just because you’re forced to call him that in front of your daughter, doesn’t mean you have to look him right in the eyes when you do it. In his humble opinion, you're practically begging for his attention—his touch.

Eddie’s uneasy gaze narrows, a warning finger pointing your way. “Hey,” he rasps, “you’re not allowed to talk to me like that. You’re already on thin ice, keeping my girl from me.”

Blissfully unaware of the tension in the air and the unspoken threats of a new sibling, his angel leans down, completely focused on the task at hand.

“Daddy, she had 'n appointment,” she huffs, already way too good at arguing for Eddie’s liking.

His head lolls back, another complaint on the tip of his tongue when—

“Yeah, daddy, I had an appointment.”

Oh, you’re really asking for it now.

He can’t wait until bedtime. You’re gonna forget just how much you’ve pressed his buttons, and that’s when he’ll strike.

But then, you look to the little girl who shares your fire and you have the audacity to say, “He’s so rude.”

And his angel laughs. Laughs. Practically falls over in her seat, just giggling. He thought he’d have her loyalty until at least her teen years—he’s heard it gets a little tricky around then, not a good time to be an over caring father—but you’ve turned her to the dark side already.

As if the betrayal of the century wasn’t enough, she throws a dismissive look over her shoulder—at least finally allowing him to see her cute little face, and the matching green gunk coating her cherub cheeks—turning her nose up at him, parroting you. “Yeah, rude!”

That’s it. This just won’t do. His girls, in his house, brushing him off.

“Oh, I’ll show you rude,” he growls, scooping the little girl up in a bundle of flailing limbs and screaming giggles.

“Daddy! No, stop!” she calls, melting under his barrage of kisses. She squirms for release, but his arms were meant to carry his baby. To hold her safely, no matter how big she gets. She's his little girl. Always.

”Can’t stop,” he roars with a grin, slurring words through unending affection. “Must give smooches!”

By time he’s nearly kissed her face mask off and her little heart is pounding from excitement, he settles her into cradle grip, pressing her body to his chest. His eyes dart to yours, catching the teary glimmer and wide smile on your lips.

“Tell you what…I’ll let you go, if you gimme a nice mani-pedi,” he grins, swaying just like he did when she was living in swaddles and onesies.

Her eyes go wide, and this time, he lets her shimmy free, sliding down his body to free up a seat next to you. “Really? What color? Mommy let me choose, and I couldn’t pick, so I did all—but I have so many colors, I have pink, purple, blue, yellow, orange—“

Eddie settles onto the couch next to you, listening to his baby rattle off all the choices with a weightless heart and boundless love. Quickly, he leans over, stealing a kiss from you—one he wishes could last a lifetime—with a whispered promise. “I love you.”

You return the sentiment, and he never gets tired of hearing it. Sometimes he wonders how he got so lucky, what good karma he must’ve carried over from another life to deserve your love, your time, your devotion, you.

“What do you think, daddy?”

He hums, unable to temper his smile. “Hmm, well, I like what you’ve got there,” he leans forward, eyeing her one-handed manicure, “pink glitter—let’s do that. I think it’ll really bring out my eyes.” He flutters his lashes, drawing another giggly laugh from the little girl.

“You’re so silly, daddy,” she snickers, already twisting open the hot-pink glitter polish.

“The silliest,” he agrees softly, nearly tearing up at this wonderful life with his wonderful girls.

[munsonscharm]

Team Girl-Dad Eddie! ❤️🩷💜❤️🩷💜❤️🩷💜

[bluecheerybird]

Steddie season 5 headcanon because literally nothing can stop me from shipping them

So, let's say Eddie is under witness protection or something because the government fucked up royally with him in s4. Now he's living somewhere under a strict restriction to contact anybody from Hawkins. Yeah, his grave is empty (as far as the gang knows - because the portal in his trailer was closed). Maybe he even had to cut his hair to get less attention to his person.

He works on different simple jobs and one day stumbles on a guy who forms a huge chunk of his personality on loving music, just like he does. The guy is also a radio enthusiast because isn't it the awesome way to learn about new music?

And that's how one day Eddie accidentally learns about The Squawk. He recognizes Robin's voice and manner of speech instantly and he find that frequency back at home. Now he keeps vague tabs on his friends in Hawkins, because he can't help but miss them.

Eddie loves listening to The Squawk even though it isn't his music of choice. He loves hearing a fellow nerd, but she obviously isn't sharing much information, so he just cherishes bits and pieces he could figure out from her very unspecific stories.

One night when Eddie can't sleep and is particularly lonely, he turns on radio again. To his surprise, he's met with weird segment he didn't hear in usual hours. Interesting part of these segments is that they're short and Robin doesn't speak during them. It contains several seemingly random tracks before the station goes off for the day.

Eddie quickly finds the hours for the curious segment even if it's not strict hours. He also learns that it always starts with Kate Bush and that's how he knows that it's something more intimate and less targeted to general audience.

The more interesting part is that right after the "Running Up That Hill" it is always something metal. Something more calm than he usually listens and songs are different. The choice of these tracks seems familiar and it takes some time to remember that it is the particular list of songs that he tried to hook up new boys from Hellfire with.

It might be far fetched, but it seems like the segment is some kind of memoriam to people they lost and it includes metal. Knowing that Robin keeps memory of him is almost too much to bare. Maybe thats why she never said a thing between these tracks. He from now on, he never misses these hours of he can help it.

The other day he learns that Robin scored a date - she's very happy about it. She's vague about it as usual. Eddie always suspected the girl has more similarities with him and her not mentioning pronouns of the potential date kinda solidify it for him.

But the same evening he hears the segment again. Eddie glad to hear it, but hopes it doesn't mean that her date failed. When the day comes he's happy to hear that the date was a blast and according to the small pieces of information, she wasn't at the studio. She also mentioned her co-host for the first time and even goes as far as to hint that they were the one who puts on the tracks.

Eddie is torn - he knows it must be somebody who was in all this shit with them. He's lost between logic and wishful thinking until the moment Robin slips up and calls her co-host "dingus" (it's met with the disapproving sound of a rubber chicken).

Eddie heard her using this name for a specific person again and again and now this dingus is putting metal songs on their radio while the general audience is sleeping.

[munsonscharm]

Not me wanting to hurry up and write my dream story of Eddie surviving season 4 and going into witness protection—the story I've been sitting on for months! 😭 This post seems like my prompt to make it actually happen. Plus I'm a little bummed after vol 2. It might be the pick-me-up I need.

[dearwalker]

Rubik’s cube

Pairing: Eddie Munson x reader Word count: 850

Description: Eddie loves watching you getting ready. His full undivided attention is on you…until he finds a little Rubik’s cube on one of your shelves. Naturally, he just has to prove he can get it done under a minute.

Tags/warnings: just eddie being the fluffiest and coolest boyfriend ever, gets kinda suggestive.

Note: The moment I heard he could do this I knew I had to write a little something about it <3 and I’m never letting this go!! he really is the coolest person ever and I'd kiss him stupid too if he did this in front of me 🤍 enjoy!!

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Eddie has priorities when he’s allowed in the sacred walls of your bedroom. 

He’s leaning against the window he’d climbed through an hour ago. He came earlier just to ‘hang out’, but the truth is he just likes watching you with heart eyes as you stroll around the room getting ready, looking all happy and absolutely gorgeous in your date night outfit.

So, naturally, his eyes are fixed on you. Checking you out every time you turn around from your vanity to tell him something. 

“Eds, does this sweater look good for where we’re going? I don’t wanna get cold,” you ask, brushing off some pieces of lint from the sleeves. 

To be fair, Eddie thinks even a sack of potatoes would look hot as hell on you, but he settles for just nodding and smiling at you with all his adoration. 

“It’s lovely, sweetheart,” he says, delighting in the way you beam at the compliment. “Not like I wouldn’t keep you warm if you need it, you know, boyfriend privileges and all…” he adds, shrugging nonchalantly but already wearing that smug grin that drives you mad. 

“Imagine my relief,” you laugh, shaking your head, turning your back to him again to spritz some perfume. 

He’s about to say something else, when something on your bookshelf catches his attention. A Rubik’s cube. Unsolved. Just sitting pretty on the shelf and practically calling for his name. 

Eddie brushes past you to grab it. “Didn’t know you had one of these, babe,” he says, lifting it up in the air like he finally found something more interesting than the way your hair looks tonight. 

You glance at him sideways. “Oh, yeah, I’ve been trying to practice with it, but…my brother won’t share his secrets. Guess I’ve given up on it,” you chuckle, more focused on choosing your accessories than the cheeky grin growing on his face. 

Ah, a challenge.

“Just give me a few seconds, angel,” he drawls giddily, walking away and plopping onto your bed dramatically, fingers already working the color blocks. 

The confidence in his voice makes you stop only for a moment from adjusting your necklace, but you don’t turn around as you shrug with a chuckle, “Sure. Knock yourself out, rockstar.” 

The teasing tone and the way you don’t even look at him as you keep focused on your reflection only makes it better. God, it makes it so much better. 

Oh, sweetheart. Do you not know who you’re talking to? He thinks. A Rubik's cube? Please. 

Eddie’s been doing this for long enough–before he even picked up a guitar–that he’s already halfway through and his fingers practically vibrate from anticipation. He can’t wait to see your face. 

Twist. Solved another color. Twist. 

And when he clicks the final move that finishes the cube–30 seconds in mind you, but who’s counting?–he rises from the bed, quietly but triumphant, and places it on top of your vanity when you turn around to grab a bracelet. 

You almost crash onto him, as he leans all smug against the wood. But this time is not his smile that knocks the air out of your chest, but the solved stupid little cube between you. 

“Eddie…How–what??” You stammer in disbelief, as your eyes dart from the cube to his face multiple times, and he has to keep himself from laughing. 

“The secret, sweetheart, is when people underestimate you,” he says, leaning closer to you. “Now would you close that pretty mouth so we can go?”

He expects a giggle. Maybe a playful shove to the shoulder. A “God, you’re annoying” or even a “Teach me, baby.” Which, he would’ve delighted to do of course.

But what he doesn’t expect is the way your eyes darken, and the flirty little smile that takes over your dumbfounded expression. 

You drop the bracelet you were holding next to the cube, and Eddie barely has time to register anything before you’re dragging him by the collar of his leather jacket toward your bed. He lets out a surprised, cocky little laugh as you guide him to sit on the mattress.

“That’s all it takes, sweetheart?” He teases, already clocking your intentions as you climb onto his lap with enthusiasm. “A little plastic toy and you’re all worked up?”

You hum, unashamed. “Let’s say I have a thing for skilled hands,” you whisper, dragging your palms up his chest, batting your eyelashes at him. “We might be a little late...” 

His grin widens when you roll your hips teasingly, feeling he’s just as worked up as you under his jeans. “You say that like it’s a bad thing,” he chuckles, hands landing tightly on your hips, anchoring you to his lap. 

You shrug playfully, already melting under his touch. “I just want to know what else you are secretly amazing at…” 

“Oh, angel…” 

Thump. One second you are straddling him. The next, your back hits the bed as he flips you over before you can blink. Eddie hovers over you, his curly hair tickling your chin as he drags his fingers up your thigh teasingly. 

“We won’t be late at all,” Eddie grins, oh he grins like the little devil he is. “I can get you there under a minute too.”

Wink.

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