coming home from a bad day at work and eddie just holding you n kissing your forehead whispering how sorry he is and how heâs going to help at least make your night good. he would help you get into a nice hot shower and pick out his comfiest of band tees and a nice pair of boxers of his for you to change into. heâd also definitely make you some mac n cheese and set up a movie for the two of you when you get out of the shower. heâd help you do your night skincare rubbing your moisturizer into your face for you. heâd help brush and braid your hair back so youâre ready for bed. once youâre changed into his clothes with his scent surrounding you, youâd just feel so cozy. (18+)
once you'd started the movie heâd offer up a joint for the two of you to share because he knows how much a little bit of weed can help, and once you start feeling a little fuzzy all you can do is stare at him, ignoring the movie. he would totally be a little shit about it too and be cuddling you on the couch and leaving soft touches all over, trying to get you worked up. heâd end up kissing you desperately, like you were gonna fly away and he was trying to hold you down here, with him. he would so badly want you to not have to think about anything âjust let me take care of you, yeah?â heâd definitely make you cum on his fingers and tongue making you squirm for more but not really have the words so all you can say is âplease please pleaseâŚâ before heâs fucking you so soft n sweet because he knows you just want to be taken care of :((((
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eddie would definitely be a protective/possessive little snot shit.
yâall are out having a good time and a man dares to come up to you and try and get your number while he's at the bar getting drinks? eddieâs coming over in less than ten seconds and asks him what the hell he thinks he's doing talking to his girl and he's 100% trying to throw hands.
you come home from work upset? he's threatening to kill every single fucker that dared touch or talk down on his pretty girl.
he would do anything for his girl.
you are the only person eddie thinks he's ever felt the need to protect so much (besides wayne who, really, doesn't need much protecting bc he's a bad mf too). you are the only one able to light his face up like a christmas tree. he knows that only you make him truly happy and will do anything to make sure nothing ever happens to you.
currently thinking about how lovesick steve was in s3⌠like all he wanted was someone to love him:((
after starcourt steve just shows up at your house and you answer the door because why wouldnât you itâs steve, youâve been friends with him since you were kids (and in love with him for nearly as long). and there he was, your stevie, all bloodied up in his silly little scoops ahoy uniform looking like he went through actual hell, on your doorstep. he looks at you like he's seeing an angel in heaven and all he gives you is a âhey honeyâ before you could tell he was definitely out of it. he was swaying and it was almost like he started to look through you. you grabbed his hands and pulled him into the house and led him to the kitchen. you sat him on the counter by the sink and cradled his face in your hands, being sure not to agitate his bloodied lip or swollen eye it seemed like the gentle touch of your fingertips was the straw that broke the camels back. steve crumpled into you finally giving in to the tears he seemed to have been holding back for a while. as he was sobbing into your shoulder you were running your fingers through his bloodied hair trying to figure out what the hell is going on. eventually his breathing finally evened out.Â
âobviously something happened stevie, but let me just get you cleaned up, okay?â he nodded in response so you wandered down the hall to the bathroom to grab some peroxide and washcloths. trying to mentally prepare yourself because what could he have gotten up to that had left him this bad off?! once you had your âsuppliesâ you made your way back to the kitchen.
âdo you think anyone loves me?â he whispered shakily as you came swirling back into the kitchen with your supplies. he barely met your eyes as you looked up at him, almost like he was embarrassed by the nature of his out of the blue seeming question.Â
âoh honey, you are already so lovedâ trying to be a voice of reason. (theres no way, theres no way he doesnt know how hopelessly in love with him you are)Â
this doesn't seem to satisfy steve because as soon as the words left your mouth you saw a pained look flash across his face.
âno i mean, likeâ do you think anyone will ever be in love with me?â before you could say anything he added a shy âdo you think you could love me?â you don't say anything for a few seconds, before grabbing his face again carefully and pulling his chin so he looks you in the eyes. (of course he didnt know)
âstevieâ, you paused, âi love you, i donât know what happened tonight and i donât want you to think iâm just saying this but i do. love youâ
your confession froze time around the two of you. just staring into each others eyes like you could see faraway galaxies in them. he wrapped his legs around you to pull you closer (which you didnt think was possible) and kissed you on the top of your head while muttering a âhoney, i love you too.â
a/n: i am sorry if this is silly (actually im not i want this so bad) but i could not stop thinking abt it till it turned into this! heheh WC: 0.9 k (CW: mentions of asshole parents, one (1) mention of eating habits, lmk if theres anything else bc i think the rest is just fluff)
You put the car in park in front of the empty trailer and just sat there for what felt like hours before you could even begin to gather your things and head inside.
good thing heâs not home yet, you thought. Your resolve would completely crumble if Eddie were here to see you like this. You were supposed to be his sunshine, his sweet, happy girl. Currently, you just felt numb, drained of everything you had. There was no sunshine left, it was all rain clouds and thunderstorms tonight. You were a little bit disappointed in yourself if you were being honest. Normally, you could get a grip and stop yourself from slipping under. Just ignore the harsh comments and move on.
You were supposed to be able to keep yourself from slipping.
This feels like more than a slip though, more like drowning. Like your body is giving out after treading water for far too long and you were not equipped with a life vest.
It was like you were on autopilot.
Get out of the car. Lock it.
Get inside. Lock the door.
Put your stuff down.
Kick off your shoes.
Shower. Change.
You know how sometimes when youâre driving you get to your destination and think how in the hell did I make it here alive? I don't even remember the drive. Thatâs how it felt once you were changed into one of Eddieâs t-shirts and some new panties. You don't remember getting here but here you are. You didnât even bother to brush out your wet hair before crawling into bed finally letting yourself feel.
It was heartbreaking. To not be good enough for them, to not be as important to your familiy as their social status. Your looks and the way you made them look was always going to be more important to them than just, you.
The first tear came and you started to let it all out. Shaking sobs wracked through your body and it felt like it wouldnât ever stop.
Your cries were so loud you didnât even hear him get in. With your back turned away from the bedroom doorway you didn't see him either.
He stood open-mouthed at the doorway for all of three seconds trying to figure out what was going on before another wretched sob came out of your mouth and he had to step forward.
Startled by his sweet presence you stared at him in shock for a few seconds before breaking down again. Now youâre letting him down too, by being upset in the first place.
He had moved to sit on your side of the bed now and draped his arms around you. All you could see was him. All you could smell was him. All you could feel was him. He helped you calm down a bit. You were still hiccuping through tears but at least you werenât choking on sobs anymore.
âSweetheart whatâs going on, huh? You hurt?â
You looked up at him with sad, wet eyes and shook your head at him.
âWhatâs going on then, huh? What happened to my sunshine?â
A pang of hurt struck through your heart at that.
You were supposed to be his sunshine.
âI'm sorry baby. i know-â
âYou donât have anything you need to be sorry for, I just want to know whatâs making my girl sadâ he interrupted, while giving you those eyes that could turn you into a puddle then and there.
âPlease donât be mad but i just, i went and talked to my parents but they are just so mean. It was the same old spiel they always gave. They went on and on about how I'm not doing enough here at the house and how I need to be working more and then mom would not shut up about the fact that I went back for seconds-â
He grabbed your face in his big hands and squished your cheeks so your lips puffed out before you could say anything else. It took a second for your brain to catch up and look him in the eyes.
âBaby, heyâ he cooed. âNothing they say about you or who you are is true. Iâm not mad at you, I could never be mad at you for trying with them, it just makes me sad to see you so upset, love.â You simply replied with a nod.
He notices your damp hair, and lets out a small giggle, âDidnât even finish getting ready for bed, my sweet thing.â
You let out a shaky laugh and shook your head at him in agreement. He took your hand and pulled you over to the bathroom, making sure to grab the hairbrush and an elastic out of the drawer. He stood behind you and brushed out your hair. Making goofy faces at you in the mirror, trying (and definitely not failing) to cheer you up. Before he was finished with your hair you turned around into him and gave him a hug so tight he thought his heart might just burst.
âthank you, eds. i love youâ you mumbled into his chest.
âI love you too, sweets. letâs finish getting you ready for bedâ
He turned you back around after placing a kiss to your forehead and brushed through your hair again. He split it into 3 sections and braided it down your back for you. By the time he was done you were as smiley as ever after making faces at each other the whole time.
You sat on the lid of the toilet while he showered before the two of you were able to crawl into bed together. You snuggled into his welcoming arms and that was when you realized he was your life vest. He kept you from slipping.
âI love you so much, Ed's. Sleep tight babyâ
You were asleep before you could hear his response.
a/n: this has been the only thing on my brain for the last two weeks<3 this is based off of the song summer child by Conan Gray so please give that a listen if you'd like! I just couldnt stop thinking about this song is made for him. HUGE thanks to @translatemunson for being the damn reason this got done. also thanks to @munsonswife for helping convince me to post<3
warnings: i dont think there should be any but lmk! just steve being kinda in his feels tbh
You see all the flowers in the weeds
You're scared of the dark when you sleep
You cover up your arms with your sleeves
Even in hundred-degree heat
Your father was awfully mean
Steve doesnât always trust easily, you know that, but he hasn't stopped trying to trust the people he meets these days. Always trying to see the good as a way to give him hope. You know the man standing across from you is not proud of how he has always treated people and that bothers him. You also know he would fight tooth and nail or even die for you and any of his friends in a heartbeat. You wish he knew you'd do the same thing for him. You know that he can hardly sleep unless he has his lamp on and the windows closed and curtains drawn. You don't even remember the last time he slept for more than three hours in a night. You also know from your years spent together he wouldn't dare try sleeping like that when his father is home. He doesn't usually sleep most of the time when his parents actually are home. To him the house doesn't feel like home unless Robin or the kids are there with him. What you don't know is that he doesnât ever feel at home anywhere without you.
Your favorite color is greenÂ
It reminds you of the summer you turned three
Runnin' through sprinklers on your street
And you laugh and you dance in the wind
And you sway and you hug and you kiss
He often thought about when he was a kid, spending summers with his grandparents while his parents were off on some business trip. A time when he was allowed to run around and have fun and honestly just be a kid. No stuffy cocktail parties that he had to dress up for and act like he wasn't a ten year old boy. A time when his Grandpa would practically have to drag him inside after a full day of playing in the sprinklers with you. The summer breeze blowing through the trees the two of you would climb, and inevitably you would fall out of. After he made sure you were alright and kissed your scraped up knees better the two of you decided no more climbing trees, at least not for you. He thought about how when you guys were older you would sneak out to Loversâ Lake just to get away from it all together. After Vecna, he didn't think he would ever feel that happy again. He stopped believing that he might get to feel like that.
But there's darkness behind those eyes
Even when you smile
Oh, summer child
You don't have to act like all you feel is mild
You don't really love the sun, it drives you wild
You're lyin', summer child
You know that Steve doesn't like to let people see that side of him anymore, his softer side coming out in bits only you and the gang would see. When he would smile it never went all the way to his honey brown eyes. He wishes he could be like that all of the time but he gets so tired of pretending in front of everyone. You're just grateful to see him happy in the small flashes that you do. When you get to see the flash of excitement spark all the way up to his sweet doe eyes. You know he is still the same man behind all of the walls he has built, you just wish he knew that if he wasnât he was allowed to be the new version of himself around you. You wish he knew it was safe to be vulnerable like that with you no matter what. You hope he knows he can be angry that his childhood was stolen from him. You hope he knows he is allowed to be sad that his parents were never around. You hope he knows he is allowed to be loved by you, he deserves it even.Â
Aren't you way too busy
Taking care of everybody
To take care of yourself?
When the sun goes missing
Aren't the flowers just as pretty?
Aren't the oceans just as deep?
The trees as green?
He needs to take a break, you know it and he knows you know it. He has been running himself ragged trying to do it all. He's been picking up more shifts to distract himself while also agreeing to take robin to and school and helping Hop get his place put back together. He feels so much guiltier about trying to be Superman when he realizes he hadn't called you all week, and it was already Thursday. You don't even remember the last time he slept for more than three hours in a night. You know Steve has been trying to distract himself lately and frankly you'd had a lot of coursework to catch up on so you donât mind that he hadn't called. That doesn't mean it didnât have you worried. You don't remember the last time you saw him eat a real meal which just wouldn't do for you. You know he doesn't stop long enough to eat, you are usually the only person that can get him to hit pause and actually take care of himself. You need him to understand that we all love him even if he wasn't the hero everyday.
And as for me
I'll watch you weep
Oh, summer child
You don't have to act like all you feel is mild
You don't really love the sun, it drives you wild
You're lyin', summer child
Steve notices you acting a little bit different around him. He notices the fact that you start bringing him lunches on his breaks so that he's actually eating something. He notices when you offer to pick up robin or the kids so that he doesn't have to. He notices you hanging onto his arm for longer than usual on date night Sunday. He also starts to notice that when you're over hanging out with him and he falls asleep before you leave he doesnt wake up in a dark room. He wakes up with his lamp on and the curtains closed. It makes his heart ache and his stomach churn. He is starting to feel alot like a kid again, because of you.
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