Hiii I Literally Love You And Your Writing Especially Your Eddie Writing!!! Anywaysss, Could I Request

Hiii I literally love you and your writing especially your Eddie writing!!! Anywaysss, could I request a shy!reader where they and Eddie are dating but they kinda kept it on the down low but reader was having a bad day and was being all clingy and like everyone found out and the hellfire club was just like 😮

hi i love u ty for ur request! hope this okay ♥️ shy!fem!reader | 1k words

You know you shouldn’t go to his club. It’s not fair of you. Hellfire is one of his sacred nerd rituals. As soon as he sees you like this he’ll put it on pause, and you also know – one of the only things you do know about Dungeons and Dragons — that stopping in the middle of a game interrupts the flow.

Still. You’re feeling a little selfish and a lot strung out. Today has sucked and all you’ve done is wish he was there to make you feel better, so you walk down the hallway to the club room and stand at the door, trying to summon the courage to open it.

On the other side, Mike Wheeler catches a flash of your clothes through the small glass panel and frowns. He jabs Dustin Henderson hard in the side, earning a, “What the fuck, dude?” that Mike quickly shushes.

“There’s a girl outside,” he says.

Girls are… uncommon, at Hellfire.

Dustin leans forward to look around Mike’s torso and forgets to whisper. “Is she crying?”

Eddie looks up, annoyed at being interrupted by the newbies and about to delve into a speech on respecting your dungeon master when his gaze slides past them. He spots your torso, your hands pulled up to your chest, and he knows it’s you. From the curve of your arm alone.

He’s half standing when you knock.

The rest of the group gawp as he stands. Usually, Eddie would either ignore whoever it is or have someone else answer, and his sudden willingness is downright shocking.

He cracks the door open. He’s barely had time to take in your tear stained cheeks when you’re whispering apologies. “I’m really sorry,” you say quickly, pulling the sleeves of your soft cardigan down over your hands. “I needed to see you.”

“What happened?” he asks, trying for hushed like you but missing the mark.

Mike and Dustin make incredulous faces at each other, eyes squinted in confusion.

“Who the fuck is that?” Mike asks.

Lucas Sinclair grins from across the table. “Who do you think?”

“You know her?” Dustin questions. He sounds pissed to have been kept out of the loop.

“Nope,” Lucas says, elbows sliding over the crinkling paper of his character sheet as he pulls in his chair. “I’ve never seen her before in my life. But that’s definitely his girlfriend.”

A handful of laughs from around the table. “Yeah, right,” Gareth says.

Lucas leans in even closer, practically conspiratorial as he points to Eddie’s dirty-white sneakers. “Look, see how close they’re standing?” When nobody looks convinced, Lucas glares. “I know what I’m talking about!”

He really does. The toes of your shoes are a hair's-width from Eddie’s, face to the ground as you scrub your wet cheeks. Telling him about your bad day has made it somehow feel better and worse, and your breathing comes shallow.

“I’m sorry,” you say again. “I know you’re playing your- um, your game.”

Eddie glances over his shoulder. The large majority of the group whip their faces back to their sheets, caught. He shoots a scowl at them all, though any annoyance slips away when he turns back to you. You look so sad.

Eddie doesn’t really think about it. He steps out into the hall and lets the door close behind him, arms wrapping around you placatingly. “Hey, it’s okay.”

“It’s been a really shitty day,” you say hoarsely.

“I know,” he murmurs, rubbing your back. Your shoulders tremble under his palm. “You should’ve found me earlier.”

“I didn’t want to ruin your game.”

“You haven’t. They’re on break,” he promises.

It’s a total lie but he couldn't care less about the campaign, not when you’ve come unraveled. You nod into his chest and worm your shaking hand around his waist, squeezing so tightly it aches. His head tucks over yours like it was made to and he wills some stillness into you, perturbed by your shuddering. He hates when you get like this. You're so wound up you can’t calm yourself down.

Inside the club room, there’s a riot of whispering, some quieter than others.

Lucas sits back in his chair smugly. “Dude, you have a girlfriend. You shouldn’t be so surprised,” he says to Mike.

Mike peers through the glass door with a mild disgust. “Me and my girlfriend don’t do that.”

“That is not true.”

“We don’t-“

“No, they really don’t,” Dustin agrees. “They’re too busy trying to swallow each other.

Anyone who’d been listening starts to laugh, worse when Mike’s cheeks flare red and he flips them all the bird. The laughter quickly dies when the door opens and Eddie returns, his sad maybe-girlfriend trailing behind him.

“Someone get a chair for Y/N,” is all he says.

You look like you might burst into flames on the spot. Everyone’s eyes are on you. You hate it.

“Thank you,” you say, though you aren’t sure who you’re thanking as somebody passes you a chair. Eddie sits back in his ‘throne’ and you sit beside him, cheeks dry but eyes still red and face downtrodden.

Eddie leans back and rolls his eyes at the silence. “She’s my assistant for today's session,” he says concisely, before any of them think they have the right to ask.

Eddie can’t hold your hand and you don’t think you could survive it in front of so many people, but when the game starts back up and everyone is distracted he pushes his foot behind your calf and pulls your leg toward him. There’s a smile on his face as he orchestrates the next dungeon, his pen scratching down notes you don’t understand.

He rips a page from his notebook and passes it to you covertly.

You take it and let it lie against your thighs. When you read it, you struggle to suppress a giddy smile.

Prettiest assistant ever. Think she'll let me take her out tonight?

He likes his chances.

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hold me close

or: eddie letting you wear his accessories during sex !

a/n: soft sex ! so very soft n loving. just an all around good and emotional tear-filled time. / 0.9k words

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the process is intimate and takes a lot out of him. he’s anxious, you both are. anxious regarding what this might mean for the two of you. what this next step entails. you were so happy when eddie pulled you into his lap and asked you to try something with him, popping the question in between chaste little kisses.

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your job is to keep what he gives you safe, wearing his pieces with pride. it drives him crazy, absolutely insane when you look up at him through your lashes like that. thanking him for laying his claim on you. for giving you the most important parts of him.

he’s never done this with anyone before, never trusted anyone enough to share this part of himself. you’ve come to learn that each ring means something much deeper to him, deeper than you previously thought. you want him to be comfortable, want him to know how much you love him, how much this means to you.

the guitar pick necklace goes first, he slips it onto you once he’s got your shirt off, cooing at the way the charm settles in the valley of your breasts. the chain in cold against your skin, eliciting goosebumps that he rubs away with his warm hand. you hook your fingers into the front of his t-shirt and pull him forward, placing a soft peck on the tip of his nose.

eddie giggles at the kiss. and you feel like your heart may give out. it’s a sweet little sound, so innocent. you peck his lips next, basking in the way his mouth curls up into a giddy smile. “thank you eds” you tell him, fiddling with the chain.

he kisses down your sternum next, rubbing circles into the fat of your hip with his hand. he moves onto his rings, crucifix on your pointer, then the pig skull on your middle. he slides the thick metal onto each digit with a small peck to your nailbeds.

you giggle at the gesture, shivering from the ticklish feeling. they’re a bit big on you, the heavy steel charms give into gravity and slip to hang towards the ground. in a burst of confidence, you take both of your ringed fingers and play at the seam of his mouth, urging him to open up.

eddie surprises you, he nips and sucks at the tips of your digits with a grin, sighing at the weight of them on his tongue. you gasp at the wet feeling, gazing up at him from where you lie on your back. he sucks you in all the way to the top end of the matching bands, pulling back and reaching to part your fingers in a V-shape.

he flicks his tongue back and forth between the gap, winking at you.

you inhale sharply, growing hot at what the gesture insinuates.

“perv” you mumble, earning a snicker from the man above you.

eddie’s shirt is next to go, meeting yours in a pile at the foot of his bed. you hook your sticky fingers into the waist of his pants and wiggle them down, helping him get each leg out.

you’re both down to your underwear now, sinking into the plush of his mattress in a loving kiss. you revel in the intimacy of it, how pure his love is for you, how safe you feel in the arms of a man sent to you by the angels above.

the skull ring goes next, the one and only piece of memorabilia he has from his father. you gasp as he slides the jewelry onto your opposite thumb. it fits perfectly around the length of your thickest finger.

“eds..” you whisper, tone wavering. “are you sure bub?”

he smiles down at you, expression pure and full of love.

“why wouldn’t i be?” he assures you.

your bra and panties go next, then his boxers, discarded to the depths of his bedroom floor. you’re grinding up against each other now, grazing your leaking core over his pulsing cock. eddie gasps, little pitiful whines and groans into the fold of your neck, practically sobbing at the stimulation.

it’s what he does next that breaks your heart.

eddie pulls away from you, kneeling tall over your form. you still at the show of dominance, reveling in the way his firm body towers above everything in your line of sight. he brings his hands to his chest and removes the last piece of jewlery. his mother’s ring.

he shushes you before you can protest, slipping it onto your ring finger, eyes never leaving yours. he’s shaking, you realize.

you know what the gesture means. you know exactly what he’s saying when he presses his lips to the gemstone.

your lip wobbles.

“promise me” he pleads. you realize what he’s asking.

“wanna leave this town someday, gonna take you with me.”

you nod , pulling him down so he’s laying on top of you, forehead to forehead. he doesn’t need to say what the gesture implies, you already know.

“f’course sweet boy.” you tell him. basking in the warmth of his body held tight against yours. he goes lax at the admission, reassured by your response. you hear him sniffle.

“you don’t even need to ask eds.”

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