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stevesbipanic · 2 years

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Imagine if Mrs Henderson leaves Hawkins after Season 4 and Steve manages to persuade her to let Dustin live with him. This means Eddie is always popping up at Steve's house (because I refuse to accept the finale episode) so much so that he basically lives there as well.

Claudia didn't want to leave Hawkins, this was her home, but her mother needed a full time carer and they couldn't afford to put her in a home and they couldn't risk moving her interstate.

"Mom I don't want to move! My friends are here!"

"I know Dusty but I don't have any other option!"

"I hate you!" Dustin yells and runs out the door, jumping on the bike and riding to the only place he can think of.

"Dustin, you shouldn't have said that to your mom, but I understand how moving could be really hard," Steve says rubbing Dustin's back as he cries into Steve's shirt.

"I know but I can't leave you guys, what if something happens?" And this is something Steve understands all too well, he couldn't imagine leaving Hawkins while the kids are still here.

"Let me talk with her."

And that's how Steve Harrington ended up as the temporary guardian of one Dustin Henderson.

Steve doesn't really notice much of a change in routine, Dustin and the other kids were already around so much anyway now that Steve had moved out of his parents house and into an apartment. Dustin took up residence in the guest room and it was nice to have someone in the house all the time. They'd always eat dinner with each other and Steve packed him lunches for school and helped with homework where he could.

The thing this new arrangement does lead to is a lot more Eddie. He's always over now, doing something with Dustin or just to hang out. Not that Steve minds, he and Eddie had grown much closer since Vecna. Eddie had been making it his life mission to educate Steve on need culture which Dustin took a lot of joy in helping with.

"I have seen this movie you know."

"You called the Ewoks teddy bears Stevie were watching it again.

It's a couple months into Dustin living with Steve when the nickname 'Mom' towards Steve becomes less of a joke amongst the party and more Dustin just always calling him that. Steve doesn't mind though, it makes him feel loved.

Things with Eddie had also changed, now instead of crashing in the couch whenever he visited he slept in Steve's bed instead.

"There's enough room for both of us Eds I splurged for a queen we might as well make use."

"Damn is that the line you use on all the ladies, sweetheart?"

Eddie now has a drawer of clothes in with Steve's which is quickly becoming just a mix of both of their clothes since Eddie steals Steve's sweaters and Steve steals Eddie's band shirts.

Dustin starts calling Eddie dad after month four.

Even Robin starts commenting how they're like a little family of three.

It's Steve that brings it up to Eddie one day when Dustin is over at the Wheelers and Eddie is lounging with his head in Steve's lap while Steve plays with his hair.

"Why don't you just stay?"

"I already said I'd crash tonight?"

"No I mean like, what if you moved in?"

"Ok Stevie"

Neither comments how there's not another room and that when Eddie does move in his stuff finds a place between Steve's and that they're still sharing a bed.

It all comes to a conclusion one day when Dustin is out and Eddie is heading off to work at the mechanic and Steve has packed him a lunch which Eddie almost forgets to take.

"Wait Eddie, don't forget your lunch,"

"Thanks baby what would I do without you,"

And Eddie kisses him as if that's just what they do as if it's what they've always done and not a world shattering kiss for Steve. When Eddie's brain catches up to him he looks at Steve nervously, but he doesn't have to worry long before Steve is pulling him in for a proper kiss.

This is of course when Dustin arrives home.

"Finally, now my mom and dad can be together for once"

And their little family becomes a little more whole.

#ty for this prompt!#had to think of a reasonable way for claudia to leave #stranger things #steddie #dustins dads #mama steve #steve harrington #eddie munson #dustin henderson #ficlet #steddie ficlet

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liverpool-enjoyer · 1 year

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footballers when someone who isnt their crush flirts with them

requested by anon!!! ty so much for requesting <3

leo: oh you know he has no fucking idea. this persons showering him w compliments n hes like "uh huh" "ok" "thats nice."

ney: flirts back. whether or not he likes this person doesnt rlly matter.

luis: hes not super uncomfortable with it but he kinda doesnt wanna be there. he'll tough it out for a while but if the flirting persists he'll be like "oh shit sorry my phones ringing!!" despite the fact that its dead fucking silent.

luka: doesnt like the attention. the second someone starts flirting with him he keeps looking around hoping for one of his teammates to walk by, n when it does happen he immediately goes "ohmygosh hi ive been looking for you!!" n ditches this persons ass.

haaland: says some weird shit like "oh youre doing that 'flirting' thing. yeah my friends told me about this. im not interested! :D"

gavi: if the unwanted flirting persists he'll LOUDLY say "look i said im not interested" n suddenly every barcelona player n their mother is at his side.

sergio: its almost funny. when it starts, he'll VERY bluntly say hes not interested, n with every minute that passes he progressively gets more annoyed.

alisson: even tho he wasnt interested in the person, hes still SUPER flattered n thinks about it literally for the rest of the day.

hendo: it takes him a while to realize this persons actually flirting with him n when he does realize hes like ",,,why???"

christian: oh christian. what a guy. since hes not interested in this person he'll actively push them in the direction of one of his teammates that he thinks will like them.

#writing this in the dark cause im too lazy to get up n turn the light on #anywho #ty so much for requesting!! <3 #leo messi #neymar #luis suarez #luka modric #erling haaland #gavi #barcelona #fc barcelona #fcb #sergio ramos #alisson becker #jordan henderson #christian pulisic

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yudgefudge · 11 months

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footballers + incorrect tweets pt2

#football #shitpost #footballers as tweets #man city #mci #c*ty #england nt #liverpool #barcelona #jack grealish #harry kane #jordan henderson #jack grealish x jordan henderson #julian alvarez #steven gerrard #luis suarez

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lesbianrobin · 2 years

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@enolaholmess: the dynamic duo of max + dustin and red?

#maxmayfieldedit #dustinhendersonedit #strangerthingsedit #dailystrangerthings #stedit #stranger things #dustin henderson #max mayfield #hawkinslibrary #tvstrangerthings #lesbianrobin.gif #ty for this request it was so fun!!!

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mike-haters-dni · 1 year

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Woah I did it again guys stole this right from the writer's room google drive what do we think

#ok so in my head this scene takes place in a sort of dream episode where vecna has the party trapped in a liminal neon mall #space thats designed to be like a perfect reality that makes them forget about The Plot and thats why Max is here and fine #and why El still has her powers (she has to lose them after defeating vecna thats just my truth) and also why #everyone is so fashionable and cool and happy in this #if you werent before so reread this and imagine everyone wearing really cool slightly anachronistic outfits pls and ty #or continue imagining whatever context you were bc it probably made more sense than this #just know the episode devolves into social chaos as everyone starts doubting reality and trying to kill each other #anyway #scenes from st5 #mileven #lucas sinclair #max mayfield #dustin henderson #el hopper #mike wheeler #the gangs all here :^)#stranger things #fanfiction

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doriandrifting · 1 year

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what's on your s5 wishlist? the silly, goofy things!!!

Argyle and Robin interactions, just because I feel like they could create comedy gold.

Murray vs. Byler (Younger Sibling Edition)

Erica and Murray facing off again

El having an Edwina moment—

Vicki/Robin having more dorky, nervous interactions. Them just like fully solving something by rambling amongst themselves, and no one else in the room can even follow it.

Dustin’s reaction to finding out Robin has a girlfriend. Just the “Oh my god! Is that why you two never—” And Steve’s self-satisfied, “—Jeez. Do you have to be told everything?”

Jonathan and Steve realizing they actually get on well now, but being kinda freaked out by it at first and that being a whole bit—them just side eying each other every time they agree.

More of Joyce being flirty with Hopper and him being totally oblivious like in Russia when he just started talking about how excited for food he was LMAO

#there’s probably more but I’m too sleepy to think lmaao #what a fun question ty #stranger things #byler #robin buckley #jonathan byers #steve harrington #dustin henderson

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hendolish · 10 months

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back again!! any hendolish fluff when the other notices they’re having a bad day with no one else really noticing and gives them a hug!! my weakness is actually fluff.

jack grealish/jordan henderson | making a bad day better ♡

“Hey.”

Jordan says softly as though not to scare Jack as he speeds up to walk alongside him in between drills, “You okay?”

“Hmm?” Jack takes a moment to reply, as if his mind has wondered away elsewhere, then he seems to blink himself back onto the pitch, his smile only half-filling his face.

“I’m fine,“ He tells Jordan rather unconvincingly, going on when he raises a doubtful eyebrow at him with a laugh, “Don’t worry about it.”

That’s better.

Jordan thinks as he allows the joyful sound to wash over him, but as he watches Jack run ahead of him to start the drill again he knows something’s still not quite right.

He doesn’t manage to catch him again until the end of training, purposely walking slowly back towards the locker room as to allow Jack to catch up. When Trent notices what he’s doing, he just gives him a knowing grin and a pat on the shoulder before speeding off to catch up with Jude and the others.

“Alright?” He greets as Jack reaches him, having trailed behind after helping Steve collect some of the equipment they’d been using.

Jack offers a smile at him, almost as if he hadn’t realised Jordan was there, as they fall into step walking side by side, but it’s still weak and makes Jordan’s heart clench.

“Yeah. It’s just freezin’ innit?”

Nodding as he agrees, Jordan clutches his hands to his chest, glad he had remembered his gloves and extra layers today. Glancing over to the younger, Jordan soon notices Jack’s hands are bare and near-white where they’re bitten with cold. He hurries them through the last paces back inside then.

Jordan rips his own gloves off as he feels the warmth of SGP envelop him and immediately begins to feel the blood rushing back to his fingertips. When his senses have returned, he’s quick to grab onto one of Jack’s hands and is shocked to find it almost painfully cold to touch.

“Fuck.”

He mutters under his breath as his eyes dart across Jack’s face in concern, wondering how the younger can possibly look so fine.

“Uh, I can’t really feel ‘em at the moment so…”

“Here.” Jordan decides immediately, needing to do something about this so desperately as he grabs a hold of Jack’s other hand and slips both under his jumper to press against the warm skin at his sides.

The cold sensation makes him jump and his abs tense, but Jordan decides it’s all worth it when Jack seems to visibly relax. And when Jordan finally lets the younger’s hands go they stay exactly where they are, pressed up against Jordan’s skin, until they’re curling around his waist to find the heat in his lower back.

Jack’s closer now, smiling up at him with his teeth and his perfect hair spilling over his headband. Then he plants a kiss to Jordan’s lips that helps restore his warmth even further.

“Thank you.” He says softly, hands still curling against Jordan’s skin and making him grin like an idiot.

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sadboyhrs · 1 year

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for the fic idea it could be interesting to insert elumax lol, i was first thinking el's soulmates could be mike and max, but it also could fit if they were lucas and max instead. and max's are of course el and lucas and lucas's would be max and el.

omg ur so correct actually

i wasn't planning on writing it anytime soon cuz i have exams next week but i rly like how its coming together

so it would be like

Will -> Mike + Vecna

Mike -> Will + ?

El -> Lucas + Max (and its the same for all 3)

Dustin -> maybe Suzie and Mike ?? or Steve ??

#anon....u are making me think....#think v.hard #ty for the ask anon mwah #anyways guys any suggestions for mike's second soulmate #byler #will byers #mike wheeler #eleven #lucas sinclair #max mayfield #dustin henderson #elumax

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house-of-slayterr · 2 years

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Stranger Things, LGBT+ Ships

So nobody in this show gives me 100% Cisnormative vibes, and I wanted to make one of my favourite pieces of media queerer. So enjoy my headcanons! I legit hand drew most of these flags from scratch lol, this whole series took 11 hours to make.

Billy and Jason: Trans-inclusive Achillean

Nancy and Robin: Sapphic

Max and El: Violet Sapphic, or Demi-Sexual/Bisexual

Argyle and Eden: Bisexual

Hopper and Joyce: Bisexual

Will and Mike: Gay

Dustin and Susie: Bisexual/Pansexual

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stevesbipanic · 2 years

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Nancy: Stressed.

Eddie: Depressed.

Max: Possessed.

Robin: Obsessed.

Dustin: Impressed.

Steve: Chicken breast.

Everyone: ...What?

Steve: I just wanted to join in.

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broodlords · 2 years

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tillsend comm for @lewisfinchs! they’re hosting a pride parade for the lesbian horseshoe crabs 🦀🦀🦀

#slashing art #blaseball #mike townsend #tillman henderson #commissions #TY TY TY sooo good #sketch commission that i slapped some colours on bc i took a break an wanted to add smth extra for it

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liverpool-enjoyer · 1 year

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footballers as pokemon types

OOOOH THIS IS PERFECT FOR MY POKEMON LOVING ASS. requested by @imjusthereforideasagain !! thank you sm for requesting <3

leo: psychic and normal type!! not implying its the reason for his skills, rather the way he hyperfixates on football reminds me a some psychic types. mans is using calm mind 24/7. also normal type, cause i feel like he rlly is Some Guy. hes OBJECTIVELY the goat n has more God given talent in a strand of hair than i do in my entire body, but hes also a dude you bump into at publix while in line for a pub sub.

ney: electric type!!! now if you play/watch pokemon you know pretty much everyone who trains a certain type kinda has a similar personality. ney definitely gives electric type. hes always "!!!" what can i say his personality is jus,,, electric ;))

jordan: hendos a fire type!! as captain he has to inspire his team n be their guiding light in a way,,, n also use will o wisp to burn em when they get outta hand.

virgil: ice and steel type!!! ice cause hes as calm (and cool) as you like. however ice is literally the WORST type in the game defensively, n that aint virgil at all. hes the goat of defenders, an abolute wall. a STEEL wall you could say. like literally there are eighteen types in the game n steel resists ELEVEN of em. i realize this leaves him quad weak to fighting n fire but IGNORE THAT.

luis: the mans a dark type. i love this lil blorbo but the man can play DIRTY. n the dark type is all abt using underhanded tactics to win (its actually called the evil type in the original translation lmao), with literally every move having some secondary effect. and how can i forget: bite is a dark type move (for some reason).

andy: a water type!!! like water takes the shape of its container, man can ADAPT. waters also the most abundant type in the game and has been paired with literally every other type. jus like how andy is friends w every one of his teammates!!

trent: grass type!! now what does trent do (well,,, besides defend). he ASSISTS. he DELIVERS. grass is an AMAZING supportive type, w moves like stun spore, grassy terrain, n how could i forget LEECH SEED??? not to mention cotton guard which literally raises your defense by THREE stages instead a two which is more than any other defense boosting move in the game.

sergio: he is a fighting type. what,,, what more do you want me to say. jus ask mo salah (sorry luv). hes kinda like if you skill swapped gallade to give it the contraty ability n used close combat, where instead of a defense DROP it jus,,, gets better every time.

milly: a rock type!!! hes become quite formidable over the years, n this is way overthinking but it could also parallel how rock type gym leaders tend to be the first you face in the game as theyre meant to show new trainers the ropes, jus like how milly does w the younger players of lfc!! also PLS gimme credit for holding back n not going w the "milly is boring" joke n making him a normal type. cause i did think abt it.

klopp: ok papas a GHOST TYPE. fun fact this is my favorite type in the game n the best in my opinion. anyway. klopp is so intelligent he feels like an old soul, passing on old ass wisdom. he works subtly, like how gengar sneaks around in the shadows before you actually see it. this MIIIIIGHT be (most definitely is) based off @liverpoolfanfiction 's AMAZING supernatural au now that i think abt it.

alisson: a fairy n steel type!!! he is jus,,, THE sweetest, how could i not slap the fairy typing on him. hes the kinda guy who knows his friends are upset based on lil tiny cues, like how the hatterene line detects strong emotions. n hes a steel type for the same reason virgil is. the most defensive type in the game!! resists more than half the fuckin types!! no ones getting through our keeper!!!

#so.#i RLLY like to talk abt pokemon.#ty for the request!#leo messi #neymar #jordan henderson #virgil van dijk #luis suarez #andy robertson #trent alexander arnold #sergio ramos #mo salah #james milner #liverpool #liverpool fc #lfc #jurgen klopp #alisson becker #pokemon

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heinzezsquirt · 2 years

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Arm Wrestling Tournament:

El (no powers allowed) - Mike

Max - Will

Lucas - Dustin

The winners of the first two rounds face off, and then that winner goes against the winner of the Lucas - Dustin round.

What are the results of all the rounds?

oooo okay okay arm wrestling lets go

El (no powers allowed) - Mike

i want to say el so bad because mike losing to everyone is just so funny to me, BUT realistically i think mike would win against el only because she didn't even know what arm wrestling was before this moment so he has an upper hand. so mike.

Max - Will

okay okay hear me out... MAX. hands down. i know we like to talk about will being buff, but max would absolutely win. (just thought of this: back in california max would arm wrestle people at the skate park for more time to skate alone in her fav lil corner of the park. ps: she always won)

Mike - Max

oh this isn't even a question. max wins almost immediately. mike is PISSED, will laughs his ass off and mike shoots him a glare, and demands a redo because he was "distracted" (he loses again)

Lucas - Dustin

tbh... it really could go either way. but i could see lucas almost winning and then dustin trying to distract him by saying something silly like "erica told me what was under your bed" so lucas slips up and dustin wins. but everyone yells at dustin for cheating, so they have to do a redo and lucas wins lmao.

Max - Lucas

lucas thinks he's got this in the bag, but news flash, he doesn't. max wins and then lucas tries to claim he went easy on her because she's his girlfriend so she demands they go again. and when she wins again she squeezes the shit out of his hand and he's like "okay okay i'm sorry, i didn't go easy, you won." and he's super flustered bc wtf how is max so strong skajdhgjk

#so... this is way longer than intended lmfao #asks #ty for the ask <3 #how do i even tag this #st headcanons #el hopper #mike wheeler #will byers #max mayfield #lucas sinclair #dustin henderson #byler #lumax #the party

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lovebugism · 5 months

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Hi!!!

Could you write jealous!eddie x reader…🫣

I’m down so bad for this man istg

ty for requesting :D i too am down bad for this man — grump!eddie can't believe other people get to look at you (jealous!eddie, established relationship, 1.7k)

bug's one year celebration ♡

Eddie thought the comic book section of Family Video was the coolest thing in the world until he met you. And it’s weird ‘cause now you’re all he can think about. He’s holding a collector’s item in his hands, but all he can see is you — and how close you’re standing to Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington.

The boy lays two VHS tapes on the counter before you, each packaged in a thick plastic case. My Neighbor Totoro and The Land Before Time. He waits for you to make an impossible choice while you idle just ahead of him, elbows propped on the countertop with your head in your hands. Your wide-eyed gaze darts between the two options.

Your head shakes between your palms. “I can’t decide,” you conclude, rising to full height with a final huff. “It’s like choosing your favorite child.”

“Well, good thing you don’t have to,” Steve quips with a lopsided smirk. His nose scrunches, and it makes his honey eyes sparkle. “‘Cause you’re getting both. On the house.”

“You don’t have to do that,” you tell him, brows pinched in a quiet sort of protest.

He drops the tapes into a plastic bag, then shrugs like his hand slipped. “Too late.”

“Won’t your boss get mad?”

“What Keith doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”

“I don’t want you getting in trouble because of me,” you agonize, face twisted with every bit of it.

Steve meets your worry with a wider, pink grin. He bounces a shoulder and jostles the nametag pinned haphazardly to his emerald vest. “I’ll be fine, alright? I’m strong— I can take one of Keith’s stupid lectures.”

Your hesitant fingers brush his golden ones when you take the bag from him. “You’re so brave, Steve Harrington,” you lilt with a teasing glint in your eye, tilting your cheek to your shoulder to feign sincerity.

“The bravest, actually,” the boy jokes in return.

Eddie watches all this play out from where he lingers at the comic book stand. A whole rack of his favorite superheroes, and he isn’t paying an ounce of attention to a single one.

He was only halfway listening at first, still mostly focused on the cartoon in his hands — if only to pretend he wasn’t completely eavesdropping on your conversation. But now he’s outright staring the two of you down, with an unabashed glare pointed at the asshole flirting with his girl.

“God, he’s disgusting,” Eddie grumbles under his breath when Steve says something that makes you laugh.

He’s not talking totally to himself. Not entirely, anyway. Dustin’s crouched just beside him in search of one of the newer comics that he swears Keith is hiding from him. “He’s just being nice,” the curly-haired boy reasons with a shrug, obviously distracted as he flips through a stack of flimsy magazines.

Eddie scoffs and finally turns away from you to look at the boy below him. He blinks for the first time in several minutes as he shoots the kid a deadpan stare. “Oh, so it’s not because he thinks my girlfriend’s hot?”

“He’s definitely doing it because she’s hot,” Dustin answers without thinking twice.

“Watch it, Henderson.”

“You asked!” he argues, tilting his chin to look up at Eddie with a wide, ocean-eyed stare. “I’m just saying. Steve’s a good guy. He wouldn’t do that to you— Now, can you please help me find this stupid comic book before I lose my mind?”

Eddie huffs. He decides it might be healthier to distract himself with this metaphorical treasure hunt than stare daggers at you and Steve from across the room. “Which one are you looking for again?”

“Metamorpho— The original. Not the stupid reprint that just came out.”

The older boy stills. He closes the comic book between his palms with one pale hand until the cover of it flips down. Metamorpho, the vibrant cover reads, The Element Man. He’d been too busy looking at you, he hadn’t realized he’d been hiding the thing from Dustin for five whole minutes.

“Is this it?” Eddie murmurs, shoving the thing in the boy’s face.

Dustin’s head shoots up. He snatches the thing from the boy’s grip and gapes at it, with all his practiced teenage boy dramatics. “You had it the entire time?!” he shouts, but Eddie’s already sauntering to the front counter — where Steve’s still making you laugh.

As pretty as you are smiling (so much that it makes his chest ache), there’s a simmering anger burning orange in his chest. Making you laugh is his job. Not Harrington’s.

You seem to notice his presence before he’s even wrapped you in his arms. You flash him a beaming grin that makes his stomach whirl. He gets sick with it — with nostalgia or something equally tender.

The green of his envy starts to fade when he realizes you’re wearing his skull and cross-bones sweater, all bundled up in it like it’s yours. He feels a primal sense of ownership, knowing that you’re swaddled in something that belongs to him, knowing he has you in a way Steve doesn’t. It’s not every day the local freak gets to one-up the king.

“Ready to go?” Eddie grins, rosy and broad, as he wraps his arms around you in a loose, sideways embrace. The warmth of the proximity has your stomach doing backflips. The familiarity of his scent, musky and woody and smoky, makes your heart thud hard against your ribcage.

“Yep,” you nod, still smiling. “Steve’s letting me get the movies for free.”

Eddie’s lips smack against his teeth as his jaw drops in a feigned sense of awe. His wild curls bunch at his shoulder when his head tilts softly sideways, looking at the boy across the counter. “Aw,” he croons, high-pitched and sarcastic. “Isn’t that sweet?”

Steve rolls his eyes. “Shut up before I revoke your comic stand privileges.”

Eddie squints. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“Try me, Munson.”

Eddie, deciding to be the bigger person, chooses to abandon the petty argument. He feels like the bigger person, anyway — like he’s ten feet tall, walking out of Family Video with you under his arm. He could lose a thousand arguments and still feel like a winner as long as he gets to crawl home to you.

You can’t help but notice how weird he’s being, though. There was a foreign bite behind his words as he spat his sarcasm at Steve. The tension follows you even now, as he opens the passenger side door of his van for you.

Eddie holds onto the rusted latch with a pale, tattooed hand. You turn to face him instead of planting yourself onto the chipping pleather seat. “Are you okay?” you ask, a subtle furrow between your brows when you peer at him from beneath your lashes.

The boy scoffs a boyish laugh, obviously overcompensating. “Yeah, I’m fine— what are you talking about?”

Your eyes narrow. “You’re being weird.”

“I think you’re being weird, doll— interrogating me outta nowhere.”

He expects you to laugh. Then he could tell you how pretty you are, and you’d be so flustered by the compliment that you’d forget this entire conversation ever happened. You don’t laugh, though. You don’t even crack a smile. You just keep staring at him.

“I’m fine,” Eddie groans, wild curls billowing when a breeze rolls by. He still tries to smile, though the bright pink expression doesn’t quite meet his eyes. He shrugs and tries to play it cool because anything less than that is so not metal. “I’m just… I’m just a little annoyed. That’s all.”

Your chest stings and your stomach starts to ache. Your mind reels as you try to understand what you could’ve done because the oh-so-sensitive you feels like it must be your fault.

“Annoyed at me?” you press in a tiny voice.

“No!” Eddie booms instantly, much louder than you. He quietens, but his face still swirls with protest. He could never be annoyed at you. As far as he’s concerned, you’ve never done anything wrong in your life. “No— are you kidding? You’re perfect.”

He takes your face in his ringed hands, cradling your cheeks until they squish softly together. A perfect thing, indeed.

“Then what happened?” you mutter through your gently jutted lips.

The boy drops his chin to his chest and sighs. He hates that you care so much about him that you actually make him talk about his feelings. He’d much rather bottle them up and save ‘em for a rainy day. But no, you love him enough to pry the hidden emotion from his cold, black heart.

“I don’t know,” he answers first in an inaudible murmur, kicking at loose pebbles on the concrete because it’s easier than meeting your eyes. “Sometimes it gets annoying when… Other people look at you, I guess…”

He peeks at you beneath his long lashes, button eyes made of chocolate. They swim with a glittering emotion. Something tender and sheepish. He’s like a puppy when he looks at you this way. You can’t help but find him utterly adorable accordingly.

He’s a little surprised when his words make you laugh. He wasn’t joking, really, but he’s relieved to hear the honeyed sound. It runs over him like drops of summer rain and absolves him of all his envy.

“Unfortunately, I don’t think I can fix that,” you reply, smiling wide between his calloused palms.

“I know,” he whines, pouting softly. “And it sucks. ‘Cause you’re too pretty for your own good.”

You lean further into his warm hand. You blink at him with pretty eyes, and in a pretty voice, you wonder, “Would it make you feel better if I said that I only care when you’re looking at me? And that everyone else is basically invisible when you’re around?”

Eddie’s heart swells so much it starts to ache. You’ve awoken something in him — something that used to be dead before you came around, or something that didn’t exist at all. It’s something golden and made of velvet. Something warm and honeyed. Something that doesn’t have a name because you don’t even know you’ve invented it.

Despite trying not to smile too wide, a beam begins to pull at the corners of his mouth. A second later, and he’s grinning with all his teeth. He gets all shy, ducking his gaze as he nods at you. “Yeah, actually— that does make me feel a little better.”

You beam up at him, all lovesick and stupid. With your cheeks still in his hands, you rise to the tips of your toes and press a smacking kiss to the flushed apple of his cheek.

Eddie figures it doesn’t get more metal than this.

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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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