Delicateflappizzaplaid - E.

gentle.

pairing : eddie munson x reader

pov : third person , she/her pronouns

word count : 1,235 words

warnings : depression mentioned, unstable parental relationship mentioned, eddie being the sweetest ever (definitely needs a warning), friends to lovers, crying love confession!!!

notes : eddie munson the latest love of my life! here’s a cute lil eddie blurb after some inactivity!

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what was eddie’s love if not gentle?

pressing soft kisses to the back of her neck while she’s studying, stopping to tie her shoes if he notices one is undone, painting one of his nails in her favorite color. all the things that made eddie, her eddie.

and they weren’t even dating.

the love that they had for each other was unanimous, but they were both blissfully unaware of the special spot they held in each other’s hearts. being best friends for 8 years, their falling in love was bound to happen eventually. but they didn’t know that they would be so oblivious when it did.

eddie thought that eventually, she would see that the kisses and the hand-holding and the special softness he held only around her weren’t just because she was his best friend. he loved her, needed her. he needed her on his good days, his bad days, days where he felt less than. and in return, she needed him maybe more than he needed her.

on days when her parents were fighting, days when she was too tired to brush her teeth all she wanted was to hold and be held by eddie. she needed his reassuring back rubs and the sweetest i love you’s whispered in her ear.

today was one of those days. the taunting at school and the teasing at home had finally gotten the best of them. needing each other now more than ever.

and so there she was. in tears on his front steps, knocking so softly she wondered if he had even heard it. and of course, he did.

the door swung open, revealing eddie in his pajamas. it was barely 4pm. he had skipped hellfire, skipped band practice. he was too tired to pretend that he cared today. and despite how tired he was, how drained, all he wanted was to be in her presence.

“hi, angel,” he said softly, noticing her tears.

she hiccuped. “hi, eddie. can i…” she trailed off because she knew that he knew what she wanted.

he opened the door wider and gently guided her inside, shutting the door behind her.

they both just stood there in his living room for a moment. her arms tucked under her armpits, guarded and closed off, tears streaming down her face. his arms at his sides, open and welcoming, eyes brimming with worry. and then she looked up at his face. her eddie, standing there having a horrible day and all he was worried about was her.

it finally hit her. and she broke.

she all but ran into his arms which wrapped around her almost immediately. she was sobbing, wetting his shirt, mumbling incoherently. but he didn’t care. she could flood his trailer, send it floating down the streets of hawkins and he wouldn’t mind.

“shh, baby, it’s alright. i’ve got you,” eddie whispered into her hair. he didn’t know if she could hear him over the sound of her cries, but he hoped she did. the reassuring back rubs were present and they helped her calm down, just like they always did.

“i-i’m sorry. i’m so sorry” she gasped in between cries. she pulled away from his grasp to look at his face. his eyes were filled with worry, with tears.

“y/n, it’s ok. really, i don’t mind.” he was confused. she had broken like this in front of him before. but, yeah. it felt different this time.

“n-no eddie. i’m sorry. i’m sorry i didn’t see it. i didn’t see that you were hurting while i was busy and distracted with other things, other people. god eddie, i’m so sorry.”

he wiped her face, tucked her hair behind her ear, searching her face for any sign of what she was thinking. “angel, what are you talking about? i’m sorry, i have no idea what you’re apologizing for.”

she bit her lip, trying to form the words she’s been wanting to tell him for so long.

“god eddie, i love you. i’ve loved you since i was 14 years old. but you were so busy with hellfire and corroded coffin and selling that i didn’t even think you had time for me. i didn’t think you had time for a girlfriend. i’ve told you that i love you so many times over the past 5 years with so much meaning behind it, wondering who would be the first to say something. well, this is it. this is me saying something. i love you, eddie munson.”

eddie’s mouth was agape, the tears that has been threatening to spill earlier were falling down his face. he just looked at her. so many words were bouncing around in his brain; he didn’t know how to form a proper sentence.

so, he kissed her.

he had kissed her before, “friends can kiss sometimes” they would say, but this was so much different. this was pure passion, pure love, and pure admiration for the person on the other end. their lips slotted together like they were made for each other. like he was made for loving her.

he was sobbing by this point, tears that would not stop. he started pressing soft kisses all over her face. her cheeks that he loved to pinch when they were teasing each other, her nose that he loved to poke at when she was pretending to be annoyed with him, her eyelids that covered the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen.

“jesus christ, y/n,” he looked at her, eyes spilling with love, chuckling softly at her flushed face. he didn’t know whether her rosy cheeks were from her crying or him.

he pressed another kiss to her lips. “i love you. so much. i’ve been waiting for you to say that you love me like this for 8 years. since the day we met. god, i didn’t know love like this existed.” he was smiling sweetly at her, his dimples showing. she wanted to put her finger there and keep him smiling forever.

“please, y/n. let me be your boyfriend. let me do this every time that i see you. getting to love you would be the honor of my life. i’ll beg on my knees if i have to.”

her eyes went wide and then she was laughing at him. he took that as a sign to do what he promised. so he got on his knees.

“please, baby, please,” he took both her hands and kissed each knuckle, “i’ll do whatever you ask of me.”

she was pulling at his hands and laughing as he let her pull him off the ground. “get up, please. that’s what i’m asking of you.”

he smiled and wrapped her up in his arms again, pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head. “is that a yes? you gonna let me be your boyfriend?”

she smiled softly up at him, bringing a hand to cup his face. “hmm, ‘this is my boyfriend eddie’ does have a nice ring to it.”

they were swaying as they spoke. “it does doesn’t it. been thinking that for some time.”

she laughed at him and her eyes might as well have been heart-shaped. “yeah, eddie. i’ll let you be my boyfriend. you gonna let me be your girlfriend?”

“baby, you don’t even have to ask.”

and he kissed her again and again. and he will for the rest of his life.

How do you see chubby!bucky’s body in your mind?

James Buchanan Barnes, aka Bucky, is an impressive six foot four (and half).

He has long, luscious chestnut hair that curls around the nape of his neck. He usually wears it in a low bun and he loves for you to play with his hair. And it almost always smells like your conditioner because he has a habit of using your products instead of his own.

Bucky has bright crystal blue eyes that seem to notice every single detail about you. They're so expressive, it's always so obvious when he wants you or when he's excited about anything.

He doesn't like to shave so he always has stubble on his round cheeks, if not a full beard. He's constantly blushing because of something you said or the way you looked at him. His deep, smooth voice is usually mumbling your name under his breathe whenever you do something to bring that blush out.

And he has the habit of biting his bottom lip, always leaving indents behind that you like to trace with your fingertip while he smiles down at you.

His biceps are massive from carting around sacks of flour and heavy kitchen equipment. He has a broad, toned chest with a grey surrealistic tattoo that wraps around his right shoulder and goes down to his wrist. It makes his right arm look as stunning as his vibranium one.

Bucky has a soft, round belly that's perfect for sleeping on, thick yet firm in the best way. There's a small happy trail that leads to a very impressive package surrounded by a pair of thick, hair covered thighs.

I Would Follow You Into Mordor

pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader

word count: 1.3k

summary: when eddie starts to doubt himself, you're there to remind him how loved he is.

“Do you ever regret saying yes to me?”

Your head snaps down to look at your lover of almost one year. “What?”

You knew Eddie had his insecurities and his doubts, but it was almost never brought up out of the blue like this.  “Do you ever regret saying yes to being my girlfriend?” Eddie repeats with a tight voice.

You knew something was up when he came home from school, sat down at his desk without so much as a look in your direction, and began working on his next D&D campaign.

“Eds, where is this coming from?” You attempt to lift his head with your hand but he burrows further into your neck with a noise of protest. You let out a small sigh before saying, “Eddie, I will never regret you. Ever.”

His jaw clenches and his grip around you tightens. You know he’s about to cry, so you hold him as tight as you possibly can. What brought this on? You have a feeling Jason and one of his dickhead friends had something to do with it, but you decide to let him tell you in his own time.

Eddie hates being vulnerable with others, he’d rather deal with his emotions on his own, not wanting to burden others. Now that he has you, though, he can’t seem to want to deal with it alone. He knows he can show you the darkest and most scarred parts of him and you would love him all the same. That doesn’t stop the doubts and insecurities from fogging his knowledge of that, though. 

“I love you,” he says in a voice so low you wouldn’t have been able to hear it if he wasn’t so close. You can feel your heart breaking inside of your chest, not knowing if the crack in his voice was from the low tone he was using or the tears threatening to spill in the juncture of your neck. 

“I love you too, Eds.”

You run your fingers through his curls as his breathing begins to pick up and stutter, hoping in vain to calm him down a bit. You hold him close as he cries, your own eyes welling up, but blinking them away almost immediately. You needed to be strong, to be able to comfort him the way he needed.

“Why?” He chokes out through his tears.

“Why what?” 

“Why do you love me?”

The question pauses your hands and your breathing, knowing you had to answer thoroughly. You’re not very good at telling him how you feel verbally, opting for doing things for him or writing him letters instead. 

Before you can answer though, he’s speaking again, this time with a quivering voice full of self-depreciation, “I don’t have anything to offer you,” he lets out a sharp breath. “I can’t give you the life you deserve. I can’t take you to fancy restaurants or buy you fancy clothes. I’m a good for nothing-"

“Stop,” you interrupt with a soft but firm voice. “Don’t talk about yourself like that,” he scoffs and pulls to move away but you keep him held to your chest. “Eddie, you really don’t know do you?”

This time you allow him to pull away. He glances down at you with his glassy red eyes that are full of sadness. “Know what?”

“How much I love you,” you softly smile and move so both of you are sitting facing each other on his bed. You move the bangs away from his face and cup his cheek. He opens his mouth to speak but you shake your head, letting him know you weren’t done. He closes his mouth, stares at you, and waits. He wants to hear what you’re gonna say, he needs to.

“You have shown me a love I thought only existed in movies. One I’ve dreamed of having since I was a little girl. I never thought I was going to find someone to love me the way I wanted to be, until I found you. You make me feel a way I’ve never felt before and I never want to feel another way again. You are the best thing in my life, Eddie. I wouldn’t trade you for anything. Not even Rob Lowe,” he laughs at that and feels his heart warming. He knows how you feel about Rob Lowe.

“Yeah,” you continue. “Not even Rob could make me take my eyes off of you,” —you kiss his forehead and wipe newly fallen tears from his cheeks— “I don’t want to live my life with anyone else. You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I wish you could see how amazing you are. You deserve everything good in this world. I will continue to do my damndest to prove to you how worthy of every ounce of my love you are. You deserve love and happiness more than anyone I know, Eds.“

As soon as you finish, he’s launching himself at you, and crying for a different reason. You let your own tears fall this time, and they cascade down into his pretty brunette curls. “Thank you,” he cries while giving the space between your collarbones a kiss. 

You don’t reply, instead lifting his head to kiss him on the lips. It’s full of all the love, passion, and adoration you both feel for each other; it’s almost enough to cause a new wave of tears to come to your eyes. “Eddie,” you whisper.

“Hm?” he says after pulling away to put his face into your neck, kissing the skin there.

“Want me to prove my love to you even more?” He sighs out a desperate yes before clutching to you tighter and bringing you into his lap. You softly push him away from your neck to kiss him, slowly trailing up to his ear. 

The little noises he is letting out sends fire to your lower abdomen, he has no idea what he does to you even while doing nothing. As you reach just below his ear with your lips, he lets out a real moan as he grabs your waist with a vice-like grip that has you almost letting out a moan of your own.

You push it down, however, to whisper in his red-tipped ear, “I would follow you into Mordor.”

His grip on your wait loosens as he leans back to look at you. The smile on his face is so soft that you can feel your insides melting. “My sweet girl,” he exhales a laugh, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “Now that convinced me you actually do love me.”

You let out a dramatic gasp and playfully swat at his chest. “And my whole speech where I poured my heart out didn’t convince you of that, Edward?”

He grasps at the place where you hit, letting out a groan of faux pain before flopping onto his back in the bed. “Your speech was beautiful, but I take Tolkien more to heart, baby.” 

He laughs as you try to get off of his lap, grabbing you and pulling you down to his chest. You scowl at him, before a smile ultimately breaks out across your face. “You’re a nerd, you know that?”

“You’re the one who brought up Lord of the Rings first!” He exclaims leaning forward to blow a wet raspberry on your cheek. You squeal and try to move your face away, but he grips your jaw with both hands, locking you in place.

He continues the raspberry assault on your entire face before finally pulling back to admire his work. Your face is shiny with a small pout adorning your mouth. It makes him want to kiss you, so he does (no raspberry this time, thank god) while giggling. Eddie looks at you, admiring every inch of your face. He’s never loved anyone this way before, fully reciprocating every word you said to him just a few minutes prior. You are his forever. He will want you in every life, no matter what. Nobody will ever and could never compare to you.

How did he get so lucky?

He stares into your eyes, a serious look on his face, but with a smile playing on his lips and he says, “I too would follow you into Mordor.”

Lando Norris

Nothing makes me more weak in the knees than shy reader being intimidated by eddie but he's always so sweet to her and nice but he's also a little shit so he's always making little comments to towards her to see her reaction. Also giving her pet names and playing with her hair while she's focusing on homework etc.

OMFG I LOVE THIS!!! Enjoy head cannon type thingy 😆

🖤Lady Hellfire🖤

Eddie got partnered with you for a class assignment and was totally thrilled,

He'd watched you from afar and knew how shy you were, so when he approached you after class he was doing his best not startle you. Unfortunately it didn't work, when he walked up behind you at your locker and excitedly greeted you, you jumped.

"Shit sweetheart I'm so sorry, I thought you saw me in your little mirror" he says, pointing to the mirror hanging in your locker.

"Eddie" you started, body shrinking into itself with nerves. " 's okay" you finish, face flushed.

Spent every moment he could that night getting you to blush because it was the absolute cutest thing he'd ever seen.

Every time he called you sweetheart he saw your face flush darker.

Decided at that moment to start driving you to school

Would carry your bag, even though you very quietly protested every time

In the week that passed he spent every moment he could with you, project related or not.

He very publicly asked you on a date.

Typical Eddie fashion, got up on the table in the cafeteria and yelled the words at you as you were walking over.

He watched your cheeks go bright red as you tried to hide your face in your hand and he giggled to himself.

Walked over to you and put his arm around you. You were quietly giggling as he led you to his table and offered you the seat next to him

"So is that a yes sweetheart?" He whispers in your ear he pulled out your chair.

Your too embarrassed to say anything so you just nod, which makes Eddie smile.

"SHE SAID YES EVERYONE!" He would yell as he pulled out his own chair to sit. Causing you to groan and lightly slap him in the arm

When he asked you to be his girlfriend you almost fainted in his arms.

Would buy you lots of little gifts, knowing your face would light up and flush. He loved hearing you quietly protest his need to spoil you, knowing he was just going to continue doing it anyway

Would constantly boast about you to his friends while you were right there.

You would get all embarrassed and shy and would bury your head in his chest or arm, and he fucking LOVED it.

He would tease you a lot, but ultimately Eddie was just super sweet and affectionate towards you, and he loved you to pieces.

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All the fics about Eddie with his soft tummy, pretty bellybutton, light haired happy trail and beard omg. I just cannot with soft soft tummy 🥹

Softness

Eddie Munson has the most edible body you have ever encountered. He’s not built like a model, he’s not massive or cut or particularly reminiscent of the hunks plastered in those shitty magazines your mom reads.

But his narrow waist just invites you to curl your arms around it. His slim ass is practically just asking to be grabbed. His arms are stronger than one would think, and in the summer when he wears diy tanktops made of old cut up band tees, you practically salivate any time he crosses his arms. Sometimes you even go out of your way to annoy him just so he’ll fold his arms over his chest in the way that accentuates his firm biceps making you swoon.

But the part of him just begging for your attention the most is his stomach. When his shirts ride up and display the light trail of hair leading down into the waistband of his boxers? Fuck. You go lightheaded on sight.

You’re drawn like a magnet, practically throwing yourself at his body anytime he reaches up for something or pulls off a sweater - any motion that could possibly expose your favorite part of him. Your hand moves of its own accord, a moth to a flame, sliding over his hair and skin and relishing in the warmth. The softness of him. Because Eddie is lean, but there is a softness to him that makes you salivate. The slightest rounding of his edges that makes him so comfortable to fold into. So easy to melt against. So easy to bite.

“You alright there, Grabby Hands McGee?” he asks you with a laugh as your palm meets his lower stomach like clockwork when he reaches for a cereal bowl. You’d appeared at his side out of nowhere, but he takes it in stride, wrapping the hand not reaching into the cabinet around your shoulders to pull you against his body.

“Just love feeling you, Eds,” you hum happily, burying your face in the crook of his shoulder and smoothing your hand in a circle on his belly. Fingers sliding through the sparse soft hair. He hums right back and places a kiss on top of your head, lowering his arm to settle the cereal bowl on the counter.

With his two hands now free, he shifts to face you and cups your face on either side. Both of your hands have now moved to rub at his belly, obscured now by his shirt hem which has settled back into place. Eddie keeps his eyes closed for a moment while he rests his forehead against yours. Savoring the feeling of your hands on his body.

When he opens his eyes and straightens up, he peers down at you with a crinkling smirk.

“Hate to tell you, sweets, but if you keep touching me like that you’re gonna feel me inside you pretty soon,” he says with a chuckle.

these two keep getting gayer and gayer with each other. that’s it, that’s the post.