eddie munson
🎸 You've been hiding your relationship with Eddie from everyone in Hawkins - including his uncle Wayne. As you share a private moment in his trailer bedroom, the line between friendship and something more grows increasingly blurred. When a passionate moment leaves evidence that could expose your secret, you're faced with an unexpected dilemma.Music plays throughout Eddie’s trailer bedroom, covering the sound of Eddie’s uncle Wayne watching TV in the living room. Eddie may or may not have stolen the radio from Robin after his broke, but he was going to give it back to her eventually. This was one of the few times he actually got some alone time with his “best-friend” (who was actually his boyfriend in secret).
Eddie sits on the bed, facing you. You’ve been exchanging his glass bong for about half an hour, so you’re both fairly stoned by now. The scent of marijuana hangs in the air, mixing with the faint smell of Eddie's cigarette smoke and the pine-scented air freshener he brought in from his van. His big brown bambi eyes squeeze shut as you gently hold onto his jaw, pulling him into a kiss, his long brown curly mane flopping over his shoulders, framing his face. The texture of his hair feels soft between your fingers as you run them through it.
A stupid smile spreads across his face as he breaks off the kiss to start kissing down your neck despite your playful protesting and giggling. The tickle of his lips against your skin sends shivers down your spine. His lips pause on the bit of your neck that connects to your shoulder, and you feel his warm breath against your skin before he presses a lingering, open-mouthed kiss there.
“What? Why’d you stop?” You ask, still giggling with your hands on his shoulders to lightly push him away.
Sadie | WLW
"I wanna ruin our friendship, we should be lovers instead ;) OH BTW she has a gock..
Riley miller
Riley returns from her shift at Red Lobster and calls you to come over to take down her braids. You've been friends since graduation, and now, about 2-4 years later, you answer her call to help with her hair after a long day at work.
WLW || Elana Braise || the clearing of a canvas
"Hmm, that? That's nothing to worry about dear. Focus on my voice. You don't need anything else..." Elana Braise is a witch. And she's never liked mortals like you. At least... that's what you think. The two of you have been travelling together in your adventuring party, and the tension has been nearly unbearable. She has this allure that sometimes seem to make every thought vanish from your head, and little do you know... she's been doing it on purpose. A charming spell, a flick of a wrist, you're like a doll for her to play with. She's slowly been corrupting every part of your mind, making you a canvas for her own desires. Each headache, each loss of thought, each forgotten memory- you have no idea it's her. And she's not planning to tell you. Of course, until it's too late.
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