him in the upside down rethinking himself why da fuc did he make a 10 mins straight speech to a nine y/o girl who doesnt know how to speak properly....
fucking joseph quinn and his pretty fucking doe eyes and his cute little fucking smile and precious little laugh and fucking cute accent like what the fuck
eddie munson x touchstarved!reader and the reader is always worried that they’re being too clingy and he’ll break up with them because of how affectionate they are, but he assures them its alright , tysm!! 🫶🏼🖤
Oooo i love this as a clingy girl! Haha
"I think we need to talk," Eddie's voice came in clear behind you as you stood at your locker. You jumped a bit and turned to look at him, his face void of all emotion as he stared down at you.
You swallowed harshly at the implications of his tone and nodded, "What's up?"
"Meet me at our spot for lunch?" He chewed nervously on his bottom lip.
You took a long shaky breath in and nodded, giving him a small smile as he bent down and kissed your forehead. He turned on his heels and walked back down the hallway, bandana swinging from his back pocket as he disappeared into the throngs of students.
Next period felt like it took years to get through. Your heart raced as you walked out past the football field and to the familiar path that lead to the lone picnic table you had spent so many weeks sitting at with your boyfriend. The faint smell of tobacco filled the air as you walked closer, telling you that Eddie was already there waiting for you. You felt the bile rising up in your throat and you could feel your heartbeat in your ears. You were so scared that this was going to be the end of your relationship.
"Hey," you said softly, walking over to sit down across from him.
"You've barely talked to me these past three days and all I get is a 'hey.'" He snorted, "What is this? What's going on, Y/N? 'Cuz this ain't us."
"Nothing's going on, Eds." You mumbled, shrugging sheepishly.
"Don't - Don't lie to me, Y/N." He sighed, closing his eyes and shaking his head, biting his bottom lip as he took a moment to calm himself down, "You don't love me anymore?"
Your eyes widened incrediously as you looked over at him. How could he think that when he was all you thought about?
"Of course I do, Eddie." You frowned.
"Then what is this?" He looked at you with such emotions in his big brown eyes that you felt your heart shatter at the thought that you could've possibly hurt him, "I don't like it being this way between us. I could used to hold your hand at least-"
"I heard Dustin and the guys talk about how clingy I was." You blurted out, looking just past his head, unable to to see that look in his eyes again.
Eddie's head tilted to the side as he watched the tears well up in your eyes. He reached over and tucked a rogue strand of hair behind your ear, wiping away the single tear that fell down your cheek with the pad of his thumb.
"And...and..." you cursed yourself silently for crying.
"And what, baby?" His voice was soft and caring, much different than the harsh tone he had earlier today.
"You didn't tell them to shut up like you normally do." You sighed, "I just...I got scared that maybe I was being too clingy and too affectionate. I don't want to annoy you is all."
"Baby, that doesn't annoy me at all. What annoys me is when you act like I don't even exist." Eddie sighed as he got up and walked around to sit beside of you, "These past three days have been awful for me, Y/N."
He cupped your chin and turned your head to face him, bending forward and kissing your lips softly. You could still taste the tobacco on his breath as he slid closer to you, pressing himself as close as possible.
"I don't give a shit about what Henderson or Wheeler or any of them have to say about how much time we spend together." He said, two fingers under your chin to make you look him in the eyes, "I don't care about what anyone has to say. I like that you touch me so much. I like it when you sit on my lap or hold my hand. I love it, actually. I don't want you to stop."
"You don't think I'm too clingy?" You asked, voice trembling as you looked into his eyes.
"Not one single bit," he said, "Stop crying or you're going to make me cry...and for gods sake, hold my fuckin' hand."
You laughed despite your tears and threaded your fingers into his, the cool metallic feeling of his rings feeling so familiar and welcoming. He used his other arm to wrap tightly around your waist and pulled you in for a tight hug. He nuzzled his nose against the top of your head and took a slow, deep breath in, the scent of your shampoo easing his nerves already.
"you don't love me anymore?" GOOODD I GOT A DEVA VU ABOUT EL AND MIKE HERE AAUGRH BTW LOVE THIS KIND OF PLOT AAH PLEASE MAKE MORE CLINGY READER!! SENDING HUGS
ALRIGHT FELLAS I'VE SEEN ENOUGH SMUTFICS HERE ABOUT EDDIE, NOW I REAALLLY REALLLYYY NEED A ANGSTFICS HERE!! IM A SUCKERH! NOW LEMME SEE YA ANGST FOR EDDIE- PLEASE DO TAG ME!!!
there was one prize I’d cheat to win || Eddie Munson x Reader
word count: 2.5k
warnings & tags: pretty heavy make out session, they’re in a public place but no one’s there, reader has major insecurities about being inexperienced, general anxious thoughts, references to past shitty treatment by guys, eddie swears a lot.
a/n: big thanks to the people who liked my previous one-shot on Eddie! this one is technically in the same ‘series’ and has the same OC, but they can be read independently. i hope you enjoy it! will i manage to quote the entirety of willow by taylor in the titles of this series? stay tuned to find out
You should have known exactly how this would turn out when Eddie, deadly bored one evening, as you were desperately to get his attention back to the things you were supposed to be tutoring him on, had seemed to jolt back to life, giving you a piercing look.
“What would you do if I got a C on that exam?”
You’d blinked at him.
“What do you mean, what would I do?”
“What would I get? What’s my reward?”
A silence.
“…the satisfaction of knowing you’ve done a good job and a better chance at graduating this year?”
He shook his head, but, to be fair, you knew that would never work on him. There was a somewhat crazed glint in his eyes when they met yours, and, for some reason, you found yourself holding your breath. It was almost embarrassing how strong your reaction was when he looked at you like that, and yet you understood exactly where it came from. When Eddie looked like that, it felt like everything was possible. Like you’d follow him to the end of the world if he asked. It made it so easy to understand why the people in his group had chosen him to be their leader.
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