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I’m open to writing:

Smut

Fluff

Angst

Tropes

AUs

I will write for any gender, as well as queer dynamics. If you would like me to include certain races, features, body types, etc, please include that!

I will not write

Abusive Relationships

CNC

Heavy Substance Abuse

Racism, homophobia, transphobia

Disordered eating

Intense gore

Pedophilia

Incest

Fandoms

Slashers

Vincent Sinclair

Bo Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Michael Myers (Any)

Freddy Krueger

Stranger Things

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Robin Buckley

Nancy Wheeler

Johnathan Byers

Argyle

Hopper

RDR2

Any adult gang members

GTAV

Trevor Philips

Michael De Santa

Franklin Clinton

Misc

Adam/The Creature

House Of Wax RP announcement

I recently got back into HOW, and I’ve been interested in finding an RP partner. Only people 18+, and open to doubling up, discord is preferred.

Rules: I won’t write intense abuse, racism, homophobia, transphobia, etc. I also won’t write intensely descriptive gore. I won’t write pedophilic dynamics, or weird fetishes.

I expect a decent amount of literacy, but I understand if you have dyslexia or aren’t fluent in English. But otherwise, I expect decent literacy, somewhat formal language, and the ability to be descriptive. I also prefer about 3-4 paragraphs, but I am open to shorter responses.

I will write any of the Sinclairs, but prefer Vincent myself.

Feel free to message me/like the post if you’re interested, and if theirs anything you’re curious about, feel free to ask me!

#vincent sinclair x you #vincent sinclair smut #vincent sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair #slasher rp #slasher x y/n #slasher x s/o #slasher x you #slasher x reader #slasher smut #slashers #house of wax x reader #house of wax

Vincent Sinclair X GN! Reader

Genre: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort

Warnings: hint at violence, thats really it

Synopsis: Bo wanted you to pull your weight, unfortunately that didn’t end well.

Ever since you became one of the Sinclairs, Bo had been adamant on you pulling your weight. It took him a while to warm up to you, but he assured Vincent he had no issue with handling you himself if you didn’t do any work. Vincent and Bo agreed to you acting like a housewife of sorts, making them food, cleaning the house, and taking care of their wounds. You had a decent routine, and they felt taken care of. But unfortunately, that didn’t last long.

Vincent and Bo always expected something would happen to Lester, and that happened to be today. He had struggled with a trespasser, and would be out of commission for a while. Of course Bo and Vincent thought they would be fine on their own, but the stress eventually got too much. While it took him a while, Bo eventually convinced Vincent to put you to work. Of course you wouldn’t be handling any trespassers, you would simply lure them into town. To Vincent, it seemed safe enough. You’d be close by, and no one would go after you, at least that’s what he thought. You thought different, but knew better than to pick a fight with Bo.

Bo gave you simple instructions, stay behind the counter, and be convincing. That made you feel a little better, he promised you that you would be safe, and you wouldn’t have to see anything you didn’t wanna see. You tried your best to calm down before anyone arrived.

After about an hour, you heard over the walkie talkie that a group had arrived, and two people, being a man and a woman had been making their way to Bo’s shop. You had to stay put, and act like you knew what you were doing. Luckily, it didn’t take long for them to arrive.

The couple walked in, immediately acknowledging them. “Hey.” The man said. “Do you work here?” He asked you.

“Yep!” You said, with fake excitement, a smile on your face, as you leaned against the counter. “What can I help you two with?” You asked them, trying to seem like you actually worked there.

“Uh.” The man said. “Do you have a fanbelt? About 14 inches?” He asked.

“Oh, we ran out of that size. Everything gets shipped to the house, so it should be there. It’s just up the hill, if you knock on the door, a man should answer, he can help you.” You told him, trying to be helpful without sounding suspicious. With that, the couple nodded and left the shop, heading to the house.

A few hours had passed since the two had left, and you were now relaxing at the house. Bo and Vincent had seemingly handled the two people, but told you to stay away from the basement. But unfortunately for you, neither of them were home, they had been out taking care of Lester, which meant you were rather vulnerable.

You had been watching a movie in the living room, when you heard a thud in the basement. You didn’t have any weapons in your vicinity, at least any you knew how to use, so you headed upstairs. You headed into one of the bedrooms, and hid yourself in one of the closets. You had left the walkie talkie downstairs, which meant you had no way of contacting your boyfriend or Bo, you just had to hope they would be home before anything happened. It also didn’t help that while the closet doors locked, considering how old the house was, the locks weren’t the best, and would occasionally come loose. If you were lucky enough to survive, you would definitely let Bo know his idea was stupid.

You heard a heavy pair of footsteps ascending the stairs, but they didn’t sound familiar, so you stayed hidden. You tucked yourself into a dark corner, covered yourself in clothes, and hoped you’d be safe.

Soon enough, the footsteps made it to the room you were hiding in, and you recognized the shoes immediately, being the same one’s the man was wearing from the gas station. You immediately felt nauseous, but hoped he couldn’t see you through the folds in the door. He walked around the room, checking everything, before stopping in front of the closet. His two hands latched onto the doorknobs, and began shaking them violently. You heard the lock come loose, causing your hands to latch onto the knobs, holding the door closed the best you could.

Your arms felt weak and jelly like, and the man seemed persistent. It had been about 10 minutes since he had gotten to the closet, and he was now attempting to kick it in. Pieces of wood slowly broke off, and landed on the floor as his foot slowly deteriorated the door. You felt as if it was finally your time, when you heard the familiar engine of Vincent’s truck. Just then, you climbed back into the corner, and pretended to be a pile of clothes like before.

It took a few minutes, but a decent sized hole had formed in the door. You were silently praying that Vincent would get upstairs, and your prayers had seemingly been answered, as you heard a loud crash, along with rustling. You stayed put, and waited for it to go silent, before moving. After a few minutes, the pile of clothes were slowly pulled off of you.

A pair of strong arms picked you up, and you were pulled into the strong embrace of Vincent, your head pressed into his chest. You were visibly shaken, your body weak and sweaty. He carefully picked you up, and carried you downstairs, over the man’s corpse. He gently patted your head, and dropped you off on the couch. As soon as Bo arrived, he gave him a stern reminder of why you shouldn’t get involved.

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Eddie Munson Headcanons - Southern S/O

Genre: Headcanons

Warnings: None

A/N: I’m from the south, so if you call this inaccurate, I will come for you

Mocks your accent constantly, not to be rude, but because he finds it funny, especially if you’re from the Deep South.

“I reckon-“

“I reckon.”

“Eddie, you’re doing that again.”

“What again?”

“Nevermind”

Loves fried chicken, gained 5 lbs just from eating your mom’s food.

Also got sick one time during thanksgiving from eating too much banana pudding.

Embarrasses you inside those really fancy boutiques, grabs the mannequins boobs.When you took him to get his leather jacket monogrammed, he monogrammed it “PP”

Loves to gossip, even if he adds nothing of valueLoves the church aunties, always leaves with a few pieces of candy in his pocket.

Loves fishing, chases you with the worm.

#eddie munson #eddie stranger things #stranger things s4 #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x fem!reader fluff #eddie munson x female reader #stranger things #eddie munson stranger things

p3rriwinkle

Stranger Things RP announcement

I’ve been pretty bored recently, I have a bunch of spare time so I’m wanting to find some new RP partners! I’m 18, so I expect my RP partners to be 18+.

I’m currently in school, but I’m usually free after 11:30. If you’re busy through out the day, I’d like to know, I also don’t appreciate ghosting.

I’m semi to advanced lit, and I’m pretty flexible with how much I write. I can get out 3-4 paragraphs, and even less if needed, just as long as I have something to work with. I’m also open to different writing styles, and willing to work with whatever suits you best! But I do expect decent grammar regardless, I don’t want an RP partner who uses tho, u, or ur. I also appreciate capitalization and punctuation.

I’m open to FXM, MXM, and FXF ships, and can do both CXC and OCXC. I’m also open to most kinks, tropes, dynamics, and AUs. But their are things I will not write. Including:

Incest/Pedophilic ships (you will be blocked for asking for this)

Urine/scat fetishes

Feet fetishes

Heavy abuse (backstories are fine)

Toxic relationships

Character death (unless it’s a side character that canonically dies)

Feel free to ask me about things you wanna try, if they haven’t been listed!

Characters I will write:

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Jim Hopper

Billy Hargrove

Johnathan Byers

Joyce Byers

Karen Wheeler

Ted Wheeler

Nancy Wheeler

Robin Buckley

Vickie (Don’t know her last name)

Henry Creel

Chrissy Cunningham

Does anyone know who wrote “do you wanna come over?” (Eddie Munson X cheerleader! Reader) I forgot who wrote it.

I searched basically through the entirety of my likes, and I can’t find it, I also can’t remember who wrote it, I’m worried they deleted their account, blocked me, or the post got taken down. The synopsis is this. Reader, who’s a cheerleader, begins to fantasize about Eddie, and later that day, she buys weed from him. They begin to hook up after this, and eventually start dating.

I also tried finding the link on safari, and it won’t show up, so if anyone recognizes this fic and can tell me the creator/if something happened to the creator or post, I’d highly appreciate it!

Eddie Munson X TransMasc! Reader

Genre: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort

Warnings: homophobia, slight transphobia, mentions of bullying and physical abuse

Synopsis: Eddie defends you after Jason humiliates you.

School was never easy for you, that much was obvious. In fact, it was terrible for you, as a queer person in Hawkins, you faced constant harassment and bullying, sometimes physical attacks. Most days you didn’t even want to go to school, let alone leave the house. But you couldn’t do that, so you learned to deal with it, and hope it slows after a while. You began to ignore them, think whatever they wanted about you, thinking if you didn’t give them attention they’d leave you alone. But unfortunately, that didn’t happen.

Luckily, during your senior year, you had been taken in by another a senior, Eddie Munson. He was also a victim of Jason Carver, expect he was much more used to it. He was also a victim of his judgement, especially since he was queer himself. So he provided you a friend group, and also, protection. You sat with them at lunch, even began to attend their campaigns. His friends were nice to you as well, and accepted you as one of their own, after four years you were finally enjoying school.

That only improved when Eddie asked you out, confessing his feelings for you. Of course you accepted, you found him attractive since you befriend him. You just didn’t expect the harassment to become worse once you were seen on the arm of Eddie Munson.

You were in PE class, back facing your locker as you changed into your uniform. You just so happened to be across from Jason, who was also changing, with his back turned to his own locker. You looked down at the ground, sticking your legs through the holes of your athletic shorts, when you heard Jason.

“Woah, ___, are you looking at my dick?” Jason asked, the other guys who you shared the locker room with beginning to glare at you. Either in confusion, or anger, angry that you would seemingly do that to Jason.

You felt humiliated, stuttering out a response. “No I’m not, I was just changing.” You replied. Before Jason put his clothes down, pulling up his pants and getting in your face. “Yes you were, people like you are the scum of Hawkins.” He hissed. “I wasn’t doing anything Jason, now get off of me.” You said anxiously, using your hands to push him off, using his chest as leverage. His feet slightly skidded, before grabbing your hands and moving them away. “Don’t touch me.” He threatened.

Luckily, Eddie seemed to overhear this, walking to where your locker was, fully dressed. He made his way over, arms typing up his hair in a ponytail, he stopped beside you, wrapping his arm around your neck. “Something going on, handsome?” Eddie asked you, kissing you on the temple. Jason immediately looked awkward, not expecting Eddie to overhear him. “Nothing, Eddie.” You said, not wanting to cause more drama between Jason and Eddie, but he seemed to know exactly what happened without you saying anything. “Jason, please leave him alone. He hasn’t done anything to you.” Eddie demanded. “And don’t flatter yourself, it ain’t enough to be stared at.” Eddie said, before sitting down next to you on the floor. Jason apologized, and while you didn’t fully accept it, you gave a slight nod. “I appreciate it.”

While you changed, Eddie continued to sit next to you, muttering out a response towards anyone who insulted you. You loved how protective he was, he was used to the hatred, but didn’t want you to experience what he did. As soon as you were done changing, Eddie got up, grabbing your hand and walking out the room with you. You two took your spots on the gym floor, with you sitting to his right, head resting on his shoulders. “Thank you, Ed’s” you said, kissing him on the neck. “I love you.”

His arm snaked around your waist, gently rubbing it. “I love you too.” He replied.

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#eddie munson #eddie stranger things #stranger things s4 #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson x male reader

So I have a quick question

I noticed that it's been awhile since you updated your character's writing story list

Have you ever gone into the resident evil fandom? If so, have you heard of the character Albert Wesker?

You know the most simped character

No sorry, I haven’t played resident evil, although I intend on it! But I’ve played red dead 2, and gta v, so I can write for anyone from those games!

Eddie Munson X Trans Masc! Reader

Genre: Smut, fluff, slight angst

Warnings: homophobia, biphobia, anal, reader has fem genitals but top surgery, reader is called handsome, Eddie is bi and so is the reader, reader is insecure, mentions of harassment

Request: would it be okay if someone was homophobic to the reader and Eddie and others stand up against that or still no? I respect if no

A/N: the actual request was quite long, and specific, so I tried my best to get this accurate to the request!

“What about this” Eddie asked you, showing you a VHS for A Nightmare on Elm Street. “Mm, I don’t know.” You said, waiting behind Eddie as he searched for a movie.

Eddie then reached for another VHS, showing you the cover. “Come on, look at this.” Eddie said, showing you the VHS for the thing. You thought about it for a while, you never really liked horror films, as a kid they always gave you nightmares. But you agreed, you weren’t a kid anymore, and you’re probably missing out on a lot of movies. “Sure, I don’t see why not.” You replied, catching up to Eddie and taking the VHS. You looked at the cover, recognizing it from a movie poster you saw recently. “Oh, I remember this! Kurt Russel was in it. He’s so handsome.” You told Eddie. “He definitely is, but you’re more handsome.” He flirted, before continuing through the store. You smiled faintly, before coming across another section. “What about Tony Todd?” You asked, picking up Platoon in the action movie section. “He looked great in this movie.” You said, showing Eddie the VHS, who was following shortly behind you. “He’s average.” Eddie responded, looking through more movies.

“No he’s not!” You said, putting the VHS up. You then found war and peace, which features one of your favorite actresses, being Audrey Hepburn. You showed Eddie the VHS, holding up in front of his face. “I bet you even find Audrey average.” You replied, earning a sarcastic nod. “Yep, she’s just a brunette Marilyn Monroe.” He joked, before finding Willow. “Besides, Joanne Whalley is much prettier.” Eddie said, showing you the movie. “You know, if I was polyamorous, she’d be mine in a heartbeat.” He chuckled, putting the movie down. “What about Mia Sara?” You asked, walking up to the check out counter with your boyfriend. “The girl from legend? You must like brunettes.” He replied, waiting behind a couple. “Well they are beautiful.” You replied, causing Eddie to blush. The couple in front of you two turned around, which caused your heart to drop, as you recognized the man.

“Oh, hey Joshua.” You said, smiling at your ex, Eddie looking confused until he picked up on the situation. “Hey.” Joshua said, looking down at you. “Didn’t expect to see you here, but this is my girlfriend.” Joshua replied. “Hi, I’m Greta.” The girl replied, turning around to face you, her blonde curls framing her face. “Girlfriend? I thought you liked men?” You said, confused. “We began dating as soon as you came out.” You stated matter of factly. Of course Joshua didn’t acknowledge this, in fact he did the opposite. “We never dated, I don’t know what you’re talking about. And even if we did date, I’m happy with Greta.” You began to feel a bit awkward, being quiet the rest of the time. Once it was your turn to check out, you left the rest to Eddie, feeling embarrassed at this point. He noticed of course, but didn’t bring attention to it. “Afternoon.” The young woman at the check out counter said, beginning to check out the movie. She was pretty out of it, till she noticed you. “Oh, hey ___, it’s nice to see you.” She smiled. This helped, but you still felt off, so you only gave a small wave. Eddie noticed your strange behavior, so he made sure to check on you. “Darling, you okay?” Eddie asked you, causing the girl to perk up.

“Are you two dating?” She asked, earning a nod from you two. “I wish I was able to be open like that, I wanna ask out Robin but I know that would turn out horrible.” The girl said somberly, putting the movie in a bag. “My family would disown me.” She said, handing Eddie the merchandise. “Well, hopefully you can ask out Robin some day.” You replied, grabbing Eddie’s hand and leaving the store.

You two were about a block away from your house, listening to a Metalica CD, when a familiar car zipped past you two, scarily close to your vehicle. It jossled you a bit, especially when you realized who it belonged to, being your ex and his girlfriend. This caused a few tears to slip out of your eyes, imagining how happy they were. How free they were from shame and judgement, how normal their relationship was. They never got spat on in public, it hurt knowing you would never get that treatment with Eddie. Eddie, who was driving, noticed this, stopping the car and pulling off to the side of the road. He placed his hand on your thigh, gently patting it. “You okay? Did something happen?” Eddie asked you, his face nothing short of empathetic. You didn’t want to say anything, worried about stressing him out or even embarrassing yourself. “Am I too high maintenance? I understand if a woman would be easier.” You said, earning a confused look from your boyfriend. “Why would that be easier?” Eddie questioned, earning an even more confusing reply. “Because you wouldn’t have to feel shame or embarrassment from being seen with me, or have to worry about being harassed.” You said, wiping the tears from your eyes.

Eddie reached over, wiping the tears away with his thumb, grabbing your chin and leaning over, pecking you on the lips. “Why do you think I care what they think? It’s nothing new to me, they’re only wasting their time if they think they can get to us. And besides, I love you. Nothing will change that.” Eddie said, earning a nod from you, before driving the rest of the way home. The ride was silent, too upset too speak, but the amount of romantic tension in the car did that for you. Eddie loved you, and you loved him. He promised to reassure you and protect you, which he always did time and time again. You felt shocked by how much he truly seemed to love you, no man ever felt that way about you, at least publicly. Your ex’s seemed to be ashamed of you, always lying to their family and never inviting you over. It felt good knowing Eddie would proudly show you off, regardless of public opinion. And besides, his uncle saw you as family, that’s all you needed.

You two were cuddled up on the couch, watching the movie in silence, a bowl of popcorn between you two. While you tried to enjoy the film, your emotions and insecurities weighed heavy on you. “Eddie, are you sure you’re happy with me?” You asked your boyfriend, as he turned to face you, with sad eyes. “Yes, I do. You’re the love of my life, I don’t know why you think otherwise.” He stated, as you looked down at your lap. “I just feel like I’m putting you in danger, Jason has only gotten more violent since we started dating.” You said to Eddie, showing concern for his safety. “I will beat up Jason twenty times over it it means staying with you, you’re the most handsome, special man I have ever met.” He said, wrapping his hands around your waist, kissing you on the lips. His denim clad erection poked your thigh, earning a snicker from you, your boxers growing wet. “See, I told you I loved you.” He chuckled.

About thirty minutes later, your clothes had gotten quite uncomfortable. You dressed down to your boxers, legs wrapped around each other, arms holding each other close. Your back was against Eddie’s chest, his fingers gently tracing the lines of your surgery scars. The scars had made you quite insecure, so you intervened. “Eddie, I-“ you attempted, before he hushed you with a kiss. “Shh, theirs nothing wrong with your scars.” Eddie replied, causing you to turn around. “They’re scars Eddie, I don’t see what’s beautiful about them.” You replied, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Because they’re apart of you, and you’re the most handsome man I’ve ever seen.” Eddie said, kissing you on the cheek. “If you want, I can show you how handsome you are.” He flirted. You nodded, feeling Eddie’s hands snake behind your neck. His lips roughly fought against yours, drool dripping down your chin.

Your knees were firmly placed on the couch, thighs on either side of Eddie’s hips. You bounced along Eddie’s cock, the condom catching the precum that left his slit. He held your hips tightly, fingers working at your clit. “You’re so handsome.” Eddie sighed, his curls sticking to his forehead, feeling your fingers rake through his hair. “Most handsome man I’ve ever seen in my life.” He whimpered. “And you’re the sexiest man I’ve ever seen.” You flirted back, breaths becoming short and rapid with each thrust. “You’re sexier.” He replied, thrusting his hips to meet your rhythmic bouncing. “I’m gonna cum, keep going.” You cried out, your release dripping down Eddie’s condom covered cock, his own shooting into the condom.

You got off of him, lying down next to him as he tossed out the condom into the nearby trash can. You then laid on your side, Eddie cuddling up behind you, tatted arms wrapped around your stomach. “Love you so much.” He smiled, “Love you too.” You replied, Eddie kissing and nibbling at the back of your neck. You two cuddled for a while, wrapped in each others warm embrace. Eddie’s erection died down, but only for a short time. He was insatiable, especially around you, but you were expecting that by this point.

The cuddling didn’t last long, he was soon back inside you, thrusting his cock into your ass. A new condom was covering his cock, as it slid into your hole. His hands gripped your thighs roughly, his rings leaving cold indents in the soft skin of your legs. He whispered into your ear, how much he loved you, what he loved about you.

“Love your eyes, your soft lips, your nose, your body.” He sighed into your lips. “How much you love me, how you’re always so kind to me.” Eddie rambled, biting at your ear softly. “I love you too.” You responded, earning a smile from Eddie. He continued his thrusts, your hole burning which each one. You adjusted, but it was still quite uncomfortable. Eddie patted your thigh gently, hoping to remind you that he would never hurt you. Which he wouldn’t, you knew that. He soon released, his second condom being filled by his release. Your release dribbled down your thighs, as he tossed the condom out. He got up, heading to the bathroom and grabbing a rag. He returned to you, pulling up his boxers in the process. Once he arrived back at the couch, he wiped down your thighs, throwing a blanket over you as you got comfortable.

“So handsome.” Eddie whispered into your ear.

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Did you ever watch Freddy vs. Jason

Because this story takes place after the events of the movie

She also believes the two survivors at the end of the movie and she wants to make a newspaper article about it

So yeah after the events of the film our character being a non-binary woman goes to the lake after the events to document what happened in pursuit of becoming the hottest topic of the newspapers of springwood but unfortunately for her things aren't so well.....

Because these two MFS discovered her and they are going to give her a hell of a run for her money

It contains Smut And maybe some love between them but mostly smut

Sorry I haven’t seen that!

Do you take requests for M Reader X Eddie?

Yes I do!

Please send in requests ya’ll, I’m screaming this into the void at this point

#eddie munson #eddie stranger things #stranger things s4 #eddie munson x fem!reader fluff #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #frankenstein #slashers #freddy kruger x reader #freddy kreuger #nightmare on elm street #send in requests #please please please #im bored #i want to write #send in asks

Stirring the pot - Eddie Munson X Cheerleader! Reader

Warnings: weed and drug usage, anxiety

Genre: Fluff

Synopsis: Eddie teaches you how to use weed

To your parents and teachers, you were the good girl, the well behaved kid. You stayed quiet, did your work, rarely stepped out of line. You even attended church every Sunday, even when you were sick. So it was safe to say that your relationship with Eddie Munson was a shock to most people, especially your parents. They weren’t happy initially, but eventually became more accepting once they believed Eddie wouldn’t taint your image. And being the loving boyfriend he was, he promised that, and was able to keep it for a good while. But he was the complete opposite of you, he smoked weed regularly, among other substances that you’ve never even heard of. So it was no surprise when he attempted to rope you into those substances as well, promising you’ll enjoy it.

Eddie had been planning to ask you for a few days, dwelling on the idea for hours. He knew the risks, you could potentially say no, he could potentially get you in trouble, and you could even get him in trouble. But he knew the benefits too, maybe you could find something in common with him, and you could even find a way to relax during stressful times. And even though the risks stuck in his mind, ringing like a bell, he still decided to ask you. He also knew that you would have a test that day, and you took tests very seriously, often worrying yourself to tears over your grade, even if you did well. So you would probably appreciate the stress relief from the substance.

A few hours later, lunch rolled around. Eddie decided it would be a good time to ask you, since you could easily sneak away during that hour, and it was hard to eavesdrop on conversations as well. So even if you agreed, no one would know, and Eddie could easily get away with carrying around weed, let alone giving it to you. He walked into the cafeteria, tin lunchbox held tightly in his fist, a small amount of worry washing over him. He slowly made his way to the table, seeing you sitting next to his usual chair. He took his seat, giving a soft smile, before he was immediately thrusted into conversation with the hellfire club.

Words flooded his ears, magazines tossed in front of him, articles written about Dungeons and Dragons. Dustin mentioned Lucas babysitting Erica, Mike going to California for spring break, even Eddie started to get overwhelmed himself. “Stop!” He called out, the conversation immediately halting. “Henderson, what were you saying?” Eddie asked Dustin, the younger member glancing at Mike. “Lucas is babysitting Erica, he won’t be able to come.” Dustin told Eddie. “Seriously? How is that stopping him, he can bring her to the campaign.” Eddie said, visibly annoyed.

“He can’t, she has food poisoning.” Mike said, eating his own lunch. You would occasionally glance at Eddie, watching as he rubbed his eyes with his ringed fingers. “I guess we’ll have to postpone, but just this one time.” Eddie said, tone showing his exhaustion. He didn’t want to postpone, but he didn’t feel like causing an argument. Eddie leaned back in his chair, looking over to you. “Babe, can you come with me?” He asked, getting out of the chair, grabbing his lunchbox, and grabbing your hand, pulling you out of the seat and making you follow behind him. “What’s up Ed’s?” You asked him as he led you to the nearest exit. “I need to calm down.” He told you.

He leaned against the nearest wall, opening his lunchbox and pulling out his weed and rolling papers. You took your spot next to him, watching as he sat the lunchbox down, and begin to skillfully roll the blunt. He then licked it, before taking his lighter and putting it against the end of the blunt. He then put it to his mouth, blowing puffs of smoke out of his mouth. He could tell you showed some interest, whether or not you wanted to participate was a different matter. But he knew you were watching him, as he wrapped the blunt, lit it, and inhaled the weed rolled inside. It only encouraged him to ask you, which he did. “You wanna try it?”

You gave him an almost blank stare, as if you misheard him. “No, my parents would kill me.” You responded. Eddie had this exaggerated heartbroken look on his face, like you just stabbed him in the heart. “Oh, you know I was really hoping you’d say yes. I bought the most expensive weed, just for you. I even promised Wayne you would use it.” Eddie pouted, earning a snicker from you. But you couldn’t help feeling a little bad about it, and it’s not like your parents would find out. So you decided to just try it, besides, you only had to try it once. He never said anything about doing it multiple times, so you decided to try it.

“Fine, I’ll try it.” You told your boyfriend, who’s eyes immediately lit up. “You sure?” He smiled, earning a nod from you. “Alright, here.” He said, handing you the blunt. “Listen carefully, I don’t want you to fuck up something.” He told you. “Put the end up to your lips, and inhale it. As soon as you inhale it, exhale it.” He instructed. You slowly followed the directions, almost coughing a lung up when you exhaled the smoke. He slowly patted your back, your eyes watering. He chuckled, using his thumb to wipe the tears away. “Good job baby.” He said, taking the blunt back.

“Think this’ll become permanent?” He asked you. “Probably not.”

Credits: @chrisssiren

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“Let’s get you to bed, Angel” Eddie Munson X Cheerleader! Reader

Warnings: mentions of injury, hurt/comfort

Genre: fluff

Synopsis: You sprain your ankle, Eddie takes care of you

Divider credits: @diviniyae

You were one of Hawkins high’s best cheerleaders, following behind none other than Chrissy Cunningham. You were praised for your flexibility, agility, and balance, balance above all. You were a flyer, which would require you to be lifted off the ground by nothing more than three other girls. It was terrifying to most people, many asked you how you could stay so composed, how you never faltered. You didn’t have much of an answer, other than practice, which got you to this point. You had been a cheerleader for years, starting in sixth grade, and remaining a flyer all those years. So it was no surprise you were so comfortable in the air, you had adjusted to it.

But just because you were highly skilled, didn’t mean everyone else was. Last month, a new girl had joined the team. You didn’t talk to her much, but you learned from Chrissy that her name was Rose. She wasn’t super athletic, you figured that out by watching her during practice. It just so happened that she was also a base, and would even be performing in the next game. You protested this idea, bringing up the potential risks to your coach, but she didn’t budge. She was set on Rose performing, and believed it would help her become more comfortable performing. You had to suck it up, and hope nothing would go wrong.

The next day, you had brought this up to Eddie and the rest of the club, who all seemed to agree with you. Especially Eddie, who seemed more worried than annoyed. “Maybe you could skip? Come to the hellfire campaign?” He offered, which you refused, but he still pushed. “What if she ends up being your base? That’s gonna go wrong immediately, and besides, what’s so fun about that game anyways?” Eddie said, shoving pretzels into his mouth. “I can’t skip just because of Rose, Eddie. And besides, she may not even be my base.” You told him. “Suit yourself.” He said, before focusing on Gareth and Jeff, pulled into conversation with them.

While you knew you couldn’t skip, the idea still weighed on you. What if Eddie was right, what if someone got hurt? You tried to remain positive about it, but you couldn’t necessarily rid yourself of those thoughts, especially knowing the game would be next week. You just hoped Rose had gotten some practice in before the game, especially if she was going to be assigned as your base. You would continue to bring this up to your coach, even question her, who she would be assigned to as a base. But your coach simply called you rude and dramatic, and refused to answer any questions about Rose.

Your knees felt weak and shakey, your feet glued to the gym floor. It just so happened that your coach had assigned Rose as your base, and refused to tell you anything till today. You had no time to make sure. Rose was prepared, or even knew what she was doing, so you felt sick to your stomach during the first half of the routine. But nonetheless, you got into position, feeling three girls grab your feet, and lift you into the air. You hit your pose, now being supported by your left foot. But a few seconds later, their hands felt loose, like they could let you go any minute. They quickly tossed you into the air, but the drop felt longer than ever. The two girls tried to catch you, but your body landed on the tile.

Your back was in agony, your right ankle felt numb. It didn’t hurt, but you knew you couldn’t walk on it. The crowd gasped as the coach rushed over to you, helping you up and to the nurses office. You glared back at Rose, who had backed away from you at that exact moment, seemingly worried you would crush her. You were pissed, but stayed quiet, not wanting to get kicked off the team, or bring a new teammate to tears over an accident. So you wobbled your way to the nurse, getting a bandage and an ice pack. Your parents would busy today, so you asked for Eddie to bring you home, or to his trailer mostly. His trailer was like a second home to you, and much more comforting than your parents large and almost empty house.

You had zoned out by now, but you remembered the nurse calling the office, who then called for Eddie over the intercom, who was then called to the nurse. As soon as you saw him enter the nurse’s office, you sat up, feeling him grab you under the armpit, and lift you onto your good foot. He said goodbye to the nurse, before helping you walk out of the school and onto the parking lot. It was already somewhat dark out by now, so you had to make sure you wouldn’t trip on anything in the parking lot. He lead you to his van, helping you into the passenger seat. You buckled your seat belt, as he got into the driver seat, starting the van.

“Bet you wished you went to the campaign now, huh?” He said snarkily, earning an eye roll from you. “I mostly wanted to prove a point to my coach.” You replied. “Prove a point? I mean you accomplished that, but you don’t have to hurt yourself over it.” Eddie told you, as he drove to the trailer park, only a block away now, one hand firmly placed on your thigh. “Well I said Rose wasn’t ready, the coach said she was, I proved she wasn’t. If I didn’t get hurt, the coach wouldn’t know Rose was unprepared.” Eddie nodded, but focused back on driving, not saying much else to you.

As soon as you arrived to the trailer, he got out of the van, and then to be extra, helped you out and carried you to the front door. Since he normally left the door unlocked, he pushed the door open with his hip. “Let’s get you to bed, Angel.” Eddie said, bringing you to his bedroom, and laying you on the bed. “Thank you, Ed’s.” You said to your loving boyfriend, as he went to grab some pajamas. He grabbed one of his t-shirts, and one of your pajama shorts. He turned around as you got dressed, making sure you had some privacy. “I’m done, Eddie.” You said, watching him turn around. He then crawled into bed next to you, wrapping his arms around your waist, your arms wrapping around his neck.

His head rested in the crook of your neck, inhaling your soft perfume. His fingers raked through your hair, kissing the soft flesh of your neck. You let out a soft giggle, a smile creasing your face. “Want to watch a movie?” He asked you. You nodded, feeling him pick you up once again, carrying you to the living room. He sat you on the couch, placing a pillow under your ankle, before searching for a movie. He looked through the bucket of VHS tapes, picking out your favorite film, and sliding it into the VHS player. He then headed over to the couch, beginning to massage your tender ankle.

“Thank you, Eddie.” You said softly, Eddie leaning down and pecking you on the lips.