hold me closer [e.munson]
summary: you can’t sleep. eddie helps you out
pairing(s): eddie munson x fem!reader
fandom: stranger things
word count: 1583
warnings: lots of fluff, reader has insomnia, making out, suggestive jokes, eddie being a sweetheart, eddie being fuckin sexy
“Can I come over?”
Your voice is sweet and soft through the phone. Sleepy. Eddie smiles, leaning into the wall.
“Course you can, princess. It’s late though, are you tired?” he rasps. You hum in affirmation.
“Can’t sleep.”
You struggle with sleeping often, spending many nights without so much as a second of rest. Eddie tries in every way he can to help, doing everything from playing you soothing music to holding you in his arms and cuddling you to sleep. Sometimes his efforts pay off - other times, not so much.
“Alright, baby. You want me to come and get you?”
“‘s alright, I’ll walk.” Eddie frowns; his little grunt makes you giggle. Balancing the phone between his ear and shoulder, he rifles through the array of possessions scattered by the front door and jumps in triumph when he finds his car keys.
“I don’t want you walking so late by yourself, beautiful. I’m gonna come and get you, okay?”
“I don’t want you walking so late by yourself, beautiful. I’m gonna come and get you, okay?”
“I don’t want you walking so late by yourself, beautiful. I’m gonna come and get you, okay?”
“‘kay, Eds. See you soon. Love you.”
“Love you more.”
“Love you more.”
“Love you more.”
Eddie hangs up and crosses his arms. You must be exhausted if how agreeable you are is anything to go by. Usually you’d do anything but let Eddie help you, arguing and protesting for every second that your boyfriend is trying to make your life easier. But you just don’t have it in you. You’re so fucking tired.
The drive to your house isn’t a long one, but Eddie hates the idea of you out, alone, in the middle of the night. He’s so protective of you - and with good reason.
You’re already waiting outside when he arrives. Hopping into the passenger seat, you gaze up at him with drooping eyes. He threads fingers through your hair, nimble and wonderfully gentle, and you murmur quietly, leaning into him.
“Hi, pretty princess,” he says, “Let’s get you to bed. We can cuddle, have some tea, whatever you want.”
“Tea?” you giggle.
“Yeah! I read somewhere that it’s like, super calming and can help you fall asleep. So I bought some for you.”
“Thank you, baby.” You smile, climbing awkwardly into his lap in the car. He sits back, immediately making room for you. You’re so lucky, really, to have someone who puts up with all of this. Who wants you despite all of your silly quirks and flaws, even though you’re difficult and stubborn and hard to deal with sometimes. Eddie loves you regardless. Pushing your hair back from your face, he kisses your forehead; you whine, holding his face still to press a kiss to his lips. He sits up, deepening the kiss; your lips mesh together, warm and soft and comforting, and Eddie’s tongue slips through and into your mouth, pulling a hum from you.
“Eddie,” you whine against his lips, fingers curled around his t-shirt.
“Shh, shh. ‘s alright,” he reassures, thumb caressing your cheek. “C’mon, let’s get you home.”
A grin cracks across your face at the word home. What’s his is yours, after all, and Eddie has always adhered to that.
You climb back over to the passenger seat, clicking your seatbelt in and hugging your knees.
“Good girl,” Eddie says, rubbing your cheek before starting the car engine again.
The ride to Eddie’s is short and quiet; you struggle to keep your eyes open, but still sleep refuses to come. By the time you realise that you’re stationary and Eddie’s already out of the car, he’s lifting you. You wrap your arms around his neck, breathing him in and working deft fingers into the baby hairs at the nape of his neck. With your other hand, you twirl the ends of his long hair, smiling dazedly into his neck. His steps are long and languid, purposely so as not to jolt you. He unlocks the caravan, setting you down gently so he can close the door behind him. You make for the bed, laying down on the pillows that smell like him and inhaling deeply.
“Smells like weed in here, Eds,” you laugh.
“Sorry, sweetheart.”
“No, the smell isn’t bad,” you reply, “jus’ different.”
“Okay, what do you wanna do? What d’ya think’ll help you fall asleep?”
“Dunno. Will you cuddle me?”
He toes his heavy boots off along with his jacket, climbing into the bed alongside you. You’re on him in an instant, shuddering at the touch you’ve been sorely lacking. You already feel like you could fall asleep.
“I missed you,” you tell him, pushing your arms under his own and stretching.”
“I missed you too, princess. Missed this.” You hum thoughtfully at his reply, kissing his jaw.
“How’s Hellfire been? Is your campaign going well?”
“Oh yeah, it’s going really well. It’d be better if I had my lucky charm to come with me.”
“That me?” you giggle.
“Of course that’s you. Will you come, sweetheart? Please?”
“Yeah, Eds, I’ll come. You’ve just got to help me sneak out. My dad has me on house arrest.”
“I’m not messing with your dad. He scares me,” he laughs. “What did you do?”
“I snuck out to go to one of Steve’s parties and I may have come back a little bit drunk.”
“Oh my god,” he cackles, his chest shaking with the force of his laughs.
“Not my finest moment,” you admit, “He only really grounded me because I threw up on the front doorstep.”
Eddie cries actual tears at that, wheezing and howling above you. You scrunch your face up, batting at him halfheartedly.
“You’re so mean!”
“It’s funny, princess. I’m sorry!”
You settle yourself in the juncture of his neck, his infectious happiness relaxing you infinitesimally. His arm travels up and around your shoulders, rubbing soothing circles into your skin. You shiver, slipping your hands beneath his t-shirt.
“Y’alright?” he asks, tilting his head to get a glimpse of your face.
“‘m alright. Just tired.”
He pulls the blankets further over you, pressing his lips to your temple. Before he knows what’s happened, you’ve drifted off to sleep nestled in his arms.
You manage to doze for a few hours before you’re wide awake again. You feel refreshed and significantly better, albeit still tired. Eddie sleeps soundly next to you and you smile, tracing his tattoos with the very tip of your finger. Your lips follow, pressing chaste kisses to his skin, anywhere you can reach. You do it for no other reason than you need to feel close to him.
“Fuck, I love you,” Eddie rasps, voice thick with sleep. “Can’t believe I have you all to myself.”
You laugh, snuggling back into his awaiting arms and kissing a trail along his jaw and cheek.
“I love you more,” you mumble.
“Don’t test me, princess. You want me to prove how much I love you?”
The innuendo isn’t wasted on you and your eyes widen as his arms tighten around your frame.
“Baby, it’s so early!” you squeal, writhing in his iron grip.
“Shh, shh,” he coaxes, body crushing yours from above now; his skilled hands have you soft like putty within mere seconds and you go lax, baring your throat to him like an offering. A sacrifice.
“There’s my girl,” he praises, teeth grazing the tender skin over your trachea. “So good for me. So pretty.”
“Eddie,” you whimper, pawing at his chest and abdomen.
“I’m right here. What do you want?” he almost purrs, knowing exactly what to say to rile you up.
“I-I want you,” you manage to stutter out, arms sprawled around you. You’ve gone limp like prey - and he’s hunting you.
“Gonna have to be more specific than that, sweetheart. I’m right here.”
Your skin is on fire, buzzing with energy that needs to be expelled. You need him to do something, anything.
“Kiss me please.”
He doesn’t need any more encouragement, lips feverish against your own. When his hands cup your cheeks, rings cold against your warm skin, you prop yourself up on your elbows, pressing yourself as far into him as you can get. He murmurs love words against your lips.
“Good girl. So good f’me, princess. Fuck, I love you so much.” Incoherent whines are your only reply as you practically try to crawl inside of his skin. You can’t seem to get close enough and it’s driving you mad.
“Sweetheart, I’m here. Chill out,” Eddie laughs. You could almost cry. You need to be closer.
“I can’t,” you breathe, tucking your bare arms under his t-shirt. “Not close enough.”
“Alright, alright. If you wanted me to take my clothes off, should’ve just asked.” He winks, stripping his shirt off in one clean movement. You pounce, nuzzling into him. He cradles you like you’re made of china, lips gliding over your face and shoulders. “Sweetheart, what is it?”
“I just missed you,” you say, “Everything is so much worse when you’re away.”
“I have you, princess. I missed you so much.”
The fatigue returns tenfold, crashing over you like a wave, pulling you under. It’s almost as if your body knows you’re safe with Eddie and allows you to relax. To sleep peacefully without worry.
“Can we go back to sleep please?” you ask. Eddie nods.
“Finally feeling tired, hm?”
“Yeah.”
He gets you comfortable, smiling at your dozy expression. You sigh softly, pressing your face to his chest and wrapping your arms around his neck. Humming, you kiss the hollow of his throat.
“Love you.”
“I love you too, sweetheart.” He rubs your head with deft fingers until you’re pulled back under by sleep.
ooo i have an eddie idea. HC that eddie loves your cheeks. they are just so squishy and cute he can’t help himself 😚😚
oh my Gods this is so cute
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"You're so adorable," Eddie cooed, reaching over to squish your cheeks with one hand.
You pouted, crossing your arms. "Why jew you like shkishing my cheeksh sho much?"
"Because they're squishy and adorable and they make you talk like that," Eddie replied, leaning over and pecking your lips.
You furrowed your brow and Eddie grinned, admiring your cutely crumpled expression.
"You're so cute and pretty and I love you so much." He pulled you into his lap and kissed you.
You giggled as he moved down, attaching his lips to your neck. "Eddie..."
"Hm?"
"Mmm..." You tilted your head up and let him attack you with his lips.
"So pretty, sweetcheeks."
You pulled away, laughing and covering your face. "Ewww, don't call me that!"
Eddie laughed, leaning over you. "But I love your sweet cheeks, sweetcheeks." He kissed you on each of your cheeks and then squished them again.
You wrinkled your nose. "You're so mean to me!"
"What? No, no I'm not!" he protested, kissing you all over your face. "No, baby, I love you. And your sweet cheeks."
You groaned. "No, no, no!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He snuggled into the crook of your neck, kissing your chin. "They're just so cute and squishy."
"You're so cute and squishy," you grumbled.
He laughed again. "You're so cute, I love you so much."
You smiled, kissing his head.
"Sweetcheeks."
"Eddie!"
Hello tumblr!!!!
So uh I was wondering if perhaps someone had an invite code they would be alr with letting me have. I’ve been looking for awhile and this is kind of my last resort (I don’t have friends or at least any with toy house and if this could be a great way to make some :D)
Pretty please with whatever character twice your age your obsessed with on top (or bottom if you’re like that ;3) just send me a message! And I’ll be glad to do some sort of art trade for it as long as what’s requested isn’t any nsfw material, I can provide some of my work in messages upon request.
Eddie Munson loves to let you borrow his things, whether you ask for them or not.
At first it’s simple and sweet. You need a pen? He’s got you covered. Sun’s in your eyes? Well, now his sunglasses are on your face. Stepped in something wet with your socks on? He’s practically sprinting to his bedroom to get you a fresh (and hopefully clean) pair, regardless of whether or not they’ll fit you bc he’s just that eager.
Somehow it escalates from there. Quickly, it becomes rare that you ever find yourself leaving his company without something of his. It’s constant throughout your relationship, and it’s one of the things that made you fall in love with him so damn quickly.
Sometimes he’s really sneaky with it– tucks a few of his hair ties or some chapstick in your coat pocket, strings one of his rings onto your necklace chain when you’ve taken it off to sleep, or even brings a mug from his house to yours and puts it oh-so-innocently in your kitchen cupboard when you’re not looking.
Other times it’s right in front of your eyes. You’ll be mid-conversation when he decides you need one of his pins on your shirt, that his bracelet will go perfectly with your outfit today, or that his bandana needs to be in your back pocket for whatever reason. He doesn’t miss a beat as he continues to go on with whatever you’re chatting about, but you can see the proud little sparkle in his puppy eyes when he steps back to admire his work.
You’ve asked Eddie about it exactly once, way back when you first got together.
He’s still standing so close that when he laughs you can feel his breath, almost cool against your ever-warming cheek as he attaches one of his pins to your shirt. It must catch him off guard when you voice your curiosity because the fingers, that have been absentmindedly smoothing down the fabric of your collar, falter in their movements.
And he begins to look almost… sheepish.
His head tilts down in an attempt to hide behind his curls, eyes wide and pupils so huge you’re put into a trance. Silly boy says, softer than you’ve ever heard his voice, that it’s so you won’t forget.
Forget about him.
The only thing you can think to do in that moment is kiss him.
So you do. Again, and again, and again, as you try to find a way to assure to him that there’s is no way in hell you’d ever be able to forget the love of your whole life.
Even if he wasn’t leaving little pieces of himself behind to remind you.
yeah
Vigilmaker ❤️ (used a reference frame)
joseph quinn the moment he decided that eddie munson should wear a lot of rings:
you know he had to do it ‘em
Eddie cuddling with reader his best friend (they're both secretly in love with each other) she's falling asleep snuggled into him and in her sleep she says mumbles I love you eddie and eddie is just about it melt 😍
omg this is so cute tysm for requesting
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You yawned, playing with the rings on Eddie's fingers as your eyes began to fall closed. Eddie was in awe of you, his best friend of twelve years, as you fell asleep against his chest, eyelashes fluttering against your cheeks as you struggled to keep awake. You were so beautiful, so perfect, and he was utterly, heads over heels in love with you.
He kissed your head and stroked your fingers with his thumb. "You can go to sleep, Bubs," he murmured into your hair. "You don't have to stay awake for me."
You hummed, squirming a little before nestling into the hollow of his chest. You let your eyes fall shut and exhaled softly. "I love you, Eddie," you mumbled, too tired to filter yourself.
Eddie inhaled sharply, eyes widening. He sighed and pressed another kiss to your head. "I love you too, (Y/N)."
It’s so cute I can’t
could I get #8 w/ iida? Fluff please? :) BC U ALREADU KNOW
I GOT YOU BBG NEVER MISSING A CHANCE TO WRITE FOR MY SECOND HUSBAND<333333
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No one ever really understood why you were friends with him, and the way your friendship with him was, could be simulated as rather...odd.
Which never really made sense to you because like, why? Hes a good guy, he's helpful, caring, doting when needed and just overall a good person. People always called him uptight but around you he was just so amazing.
When he called you sweet, or said you looked 'divine' called you things like 'enchanting' or 'breath taking' at some moments, he was an angel sent from the heavens above, truly.
He always found a way to make you squirm in your seat, the way your friendship worked was confusing sure, but it was yours and you wouldn't trade it for the world.
"hello, y/n! How are you? Have you eaten?"
Tenya continued bombarding you with these questions, you always loved hearing them he was so caring and gentle with you it always made you feel so loved.
"I'm fine, ten ten."
You replied, offering him a smile that instantly brought one to his face, his features being complimented by the way he did.
He pushed up his glasses as he nodded to you, you giggle and nod back.
He was never really this doting on others, well except for midoriya ever since his vigilante arc tenya vowed to never really let izuku out of his sight, you admired his passion for wanting to keep his friends safe, it was one of the things you liked about tenya.
"wanna come to my dorm?"
You said blatantly, looking at him with a pointed look. You couldn't keep eye contact well, especially not with him but it always got worse when he'd look at you with such a piercing gaze, one of which was always filled with something, a desire.
He was shocked at your random outburst but was quick to agree.
You two found yourselves talking and laughing with each other which wasn't out of the ordinary for you two, he held you close to him your bodies colliding in a peaceful way like this is how things were supposed to be.
You faced him while his hand was on your hip, not in a sexual way, rather a comforting and safe way, the way his tight grip on his hip was all that you could think about, how much smaller you were than him, truly, he was tall and muscular and very attractive, being this close to him did something to you. You craved to be one with him.
"so.. I would prefer you've heard it from me rather than anyone else bombarding you with such things, but.. mei hatsume and I are dating, officially now.."
He told you, excitement being tinged slightly in his tone. His words caught you off guard interrupting your laugh as your eyes went wide, your smile fell as you looked at his chest before glancing up at him.
He looked down at you with a smile before seeing your reaction and concern went to paint his features instantly.
"is.. is something wrong, y/n? Are you alright?"
He was quick to ask you, god why did he do the things he did to you. You can't blame him for finally getting a girlfriend, he deserved one, a great one, one that was worthy of him, that was worthy of his bombarding love and caring personality, the way he smiles so perfectly, the way he was the walking embodiment of perfection.
He deserved someone that was perfect and more, and if he found that in.. mei hatsume, then who are you to stop him from pursuing that.
You exhale through your nose, looking down with a defeated look not bothering to answer his question, you felt rather uncomfortable in this moment now. Not because you hadn't wanted to be with him, lord knows it might just be the only chance you have left to be with him intimately of some sort. You didn't want to be held by him like this especially if he was with some other girl, he was a good guy who didn't deserve to be accused of cheating because you had some deranged fantasy of being with him.
He hadn't seen you like that, so you shouldn't see him like that. Yet, you couldn't help but feel something flutter in your stomach or much lower.. when his grio of your hip tightened and when he grabbed you by your chin and gently craned your head up to look at him. He stared down at you with a piercing gaze, concern filling the way he silently took you in, your wide eyes staring up at you sadly, your smile long gone as he frowned his brows furrowing.
You couldn't speak, not that you wanted to, you were stunned to say the least. You hadn't wanted to be a downer because this might be the last chance you have with him, once people get significant others they stop hanging out with their friends and when they do decide to hang out their significant other always has to join.
You didn't want to be that person who wanted him to feel like he shouldn't hang out with his girlfriend outside of them being together, plus if they are really together why should you be the one to stop him from being with her.
"y/n.. please tell me what is disturbing you."
He asks you softly, his voice hushed into a whisper as he looks down at you through his glasses lens. The way his blazing, lucent, electrifying ocean blue eyes looked deep into your own was magical, he could tell a start with only his eyes, how you wished you could live in them, dive in and never come out. He had such a grasp on you, not just physically but mentally, you were his and he was all you wanted.
You felt so defeated. So much so that you could almost cry, but you don't want to embarrass yourself in front of him due to your unrequited feelings for him.
He pulled you into a swift tight hug, burying his nose in your hair, the smell instantly taking over his senses, it was intoxicating he enjoyed the smell of your hair, the smell of your skin, the way you felt next to him was perfect. Meant to be even.
The hug was ended by you pulling away slightly, you look up to him once more staring deep into his eyes. He stared right back at you with just as deep eyes, however, something else on you caught his eye.
His eyes moved down a little, you seen that and followed his eyes on your face, your first thought went to maybe he was staring at your boobs? No he's not that kind of guy. Well.. maybe on the dl, but he wouldn't make it blatantly obvious if he were staring at your boobies.
His eyes were on your lips, he just couldn't help himself! Your lips looked so good and soft and kissable, he just wanted to grab you by your neck and kiss you.
That's just what he did, he slowly pulled you closer by the back of your neck, a soft hand holding you firmly and bringing you closer to him, you welcomed it and embraced it. You were so ready for this magical and enchanting kiss he was going to give but he stopped right in front of you, his breath fanning your lips as he continued to look down at them before bringing his deep ocean eyes to yours.
"may I?"
God why did you find him so sexy, the way he spoke and looked at you, the way he made your heart flutter when he was around, the way you got butterflies from just thinking about him. It was genuinely bazaar.
You pulled him into a rigid kiss, you needed this kiss so badly you fekt like you were going to explode. His eyes went wide from the way you yanked him into yourself, he ended up pulling away catching his breath that yous tole from him.
You looked up at him afraid, had you gone too far?
He simply chuckled before pulling you back in but into a much softer and rhythmic kiss. He held the kiss for a while, holding your face as well while he hummed lightly inside of it.
You sighed as your eyes fluttered shut, this was it, what you needed his beautiful lips on yours, if you were to pass in this given moment you would.
He pulled away with a sigh and a smile, you were speechless. The way he looked down at you, his thumb rubbing your cheek as he smiled at you with his beautiful eyes peering over you.
You eventually started to feel guilty creep onto you. You just kissed a taken man, let alone your best friend. Were you the girl best friend that people's girlfriend had to worry about?
Out of all honesty, you quite literally didn't mind if that meant tenya was yours.. selfish as it is.
You brushed the feeling away, yet still felt the need to ask,--
"what about your girlfriend."
You said bluntly, curious on what this meant for the two of you and how it would effect his relationship.
He gave you a confused look as his smile faultered before he mouthed an 'oh' with wide eyes, he sighed with a smile and chuckled.
Wait, what's funny? The fact you want to be a good person? God forbid.
You had started to get slightly angry, was he making fun of you?
"darling, I'm not really in a relationship. I only said that to see how you would react to if I actually had one."
He told you continuing to rub your cheek slightly pinching it.
You nod with a hum, your gaze then moving down to his chest as you ran a finger up and down it, you bit your lip slightly thinking to yourself, does this mean what you thought it did? That you and your best friend might actually get together?
"nothing to say?"
"not yet.. still thinking."
That made him laugh, he smiled brightly, just watching you and the way you worked, you were a beauty really, you were magical and one of a kind, the way you were programmed to him is just so mesmerizing, you're so.. yourself it makes him crazy. He would never say it to your face, but honestly he thinks you're a bit of an airhead, however he loves you all the more. These little facts and tricks about you are just so cute and amazing to him he can't help but want to be with you.
"take your time, my love."
He whispered, lying his head on top of yours and shutting his eyes with a comfortable sigh, you were his officially, now he can relax.
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AN: this needs to be said, no one can tell me certain mha characters js don't love black women like I js get vibes from certain people who either love or need a black woman in their life.
Tenya, bakugou, shoto, monoma fr
Idk what it is ab blondes who are ridiculously mean but I js love it and hate it at the same time.
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