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cubicle-eyes · 2 years

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How I think the characters on my write list (+a few) would react to you falling asleep on them! (HCs)

This post is a semi-filler. I'm taking a break from my Eddie fic to work on this because my motivation is going DOWN. Rest assured at least two new fics ( not including this one) are coming very soon!

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Steve Harrington

- He is stiff as a board.

- He does everything in his power to gently lay you down (if possible) without waking you up.

- He has so many photos of you when you're in deep sleep

- even one where he put yourfinger up your nose

- Dustin liked that one.

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Billy Hargrove

- He is also very still.

- He quite likes it, actually

- You're like a weighted blanket to him

- He's not to worried about waking you up

- but he's always sad when you do because he loves you lying on him.

- He has a photo of you asleep in your dinner. Deffo.

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Jason Carver

- shoves you to the floor.

- jkjk

- no, he does slide you away though

- it makes him uncomfortable when someone is sleeping on him, so dont be upset if you wake up to him sneaking away

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Eddie Munson

- He is also probably asleep

- you not awake = boring

- so, his solution is to sleep too.

- on the rare occasion he isn't sleeping, he often is holding your back/waist

- If he starts getting sore he pinches the end of your nose to wake you up, and always apologizes for doing so but never stops.

- He has a video recording of you sleepwalking and singing to "Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go" while you sweep the couch. You woke up because of how hard he was laughing.

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Chrissy Cunningham

- She's always suprised, though it happens quite often

- Usually she sleeps on you, so it's nice

- Her shoulders are a little bony though, so usually you end up cuddled up in the crook of her neck <3

- she holds you very tightly, but not enough to wake you. Shes honestly worried you'll fall off of her!

- (she puts a variety of hats on your head, if she manages to get up without waking you)

- She has a poloraoid wall, and most of them are you and her together, or you sleeping with a bunch of hats stacked on your head

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Jim Hopper

- hahshshaha

- He's the best cuddler EVER

- hes so STRONG and holds you in PLACE!

- he has his arms around you and you'd die if you moved

- he loves affection okay he's just mean about it sometimes

- if he has a coat/flannel/OUTERWEAR he takes it off and lays it on you instead of a blanket

- it's nice because it's warm and smells like him, which is sweet

- Will murder if someone wakes you up. There is no joke here. Eleven was grounded for three days.

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Joyce Byers

- MAMA

- MAMA ILY HOLD ME TOO PLS 🥺🥺🥺

- Mama bear! MAMA BEAR!

- She is the best cuddler on this LIST!!

- She has three kids, she has EXPERIENCE in CUDDLES!

- Massages your scalp while your sleeping and if she pulls away you wake up, which leads to hilarious interactions between her and Will when she needs something.

- " Stop laughing Will. Just hand me the remote."

- "It's literally beside you!"

- "Shhh! Hand the remote to your poor old mom!"

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Dustin Henderson

- hahassddjshs

- when you fall asleep on him he cries.

- not really but he's killed by the pure trust and kind of wants too

- gives you kithes 🥺

- mostly on the top of your head, but the forehead and your cheeks (depending on the way your head is laying) are hotspots too

- its way to quiet when you're asleep so he falls asleep too

- Which leads to the both of you waking up with a huge bright camera flash as his mom cooes at the both of you

- (bottom left drawer of his dresser, there's a collection of photogrpahs where he's put makeup on your face in your sleep. Also includes you sleeping in his hat, you sleeping cuddled up with him, and you literally sleeping face-down on his bed.)

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Mike Wheeler

- Sorry people but you never sleep on him.

- Have you seen him? He's a stick and bony and lanky and ADORABLE but not to sleep on

- to sleep with, however, when you're the first asleep...

- He just likes to rub your arms through your shirt (or not, if you arent wearing one, duh)

- Sleeping together like this is a really intimate thing to him, so he finds it very special to watch you sleep

- his hands are naturally freezing, so he finds clever ways to sneakily twine your fingers together to warm them up

- His most creative way to do so is to put his hands behind your neck.

- you always wake up, laughing and gasping for him to move them, but he keeps them there till they're warm, and then you're both asleep again with your foreheads touching <3

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Nancy Wheeler

- notice me senp-

- Now in my honest opinion..

- She has never had someone fall asleep on her until you

- Always unprepared and silently freaking out as she sits stiff as a board, hands in her lap twitching slightly as she stares at the wall or TV

- usually when you move around she takes the oppurtunity as well, making sure you're both comfy before settling

- Awkward! With! Her! HANDS!!

- Always everywhere! They're constantly moving

- Her feet do it too as she's also a restless sleeper and very fidgety

- always feels bad if it wakes you up

- sometimes its nice, one hand petting your head and the other rubbing your back..

- but sometimes her feet kick your ankles and sometimes it hurts, okay.

- also she sleeps with socks on. Didn't know how to fit this in. But she does.

- ( in preperation for you falling asleep on her on the couch, she has a basket of blankets next to the cushions, and theres water bottles and a secret stash of chips hidden under them >:} )

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Will Byers

- usually doesn't know you're asleep until you stop answering his questions

- and then which he adjusts to hold you and continues talki g to himself.

- sometimes you'll mutter sleepy 'mmm's when he's said something interesting enough, but he shushes you because you're supposed to be asleep

- very good cuddler, but can never fall asleep

- when he gets tired he passes out, yes, but to get tired he'd have to run around the world four times

- well, he'd have to be mentally tired to fall asleep. No matter how sleepy his body is, he can't fall asleep without talking about anything aad everything until the words turn into whispers and then quiet nonsense.

- he has a photobook, and theres a picture of you sleeping so weirdly that it always gets a laugh (peter griffin fall 💀)

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Jonathan Byers

- probably high

- so he just keeps on doing what he's doing.

- he probably asks you stupid questions, regardles of if you answer or not.

- "would you still love me if i was a worm?"

- "..cutests fuckin... mm.. worm.. "

- "*sobbing*"

- "woah holy shit, jon, you okay-"

- "Im a CuTe WoRm! *more sobbing*"

- honestly I love him so much idk how to write abt him zhshahah

- if he's asleep too he's probably resting his head on yours, arms lazily wrapped around tour neck as you bury your face in his neck and chest, holding his torso.

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Eleven Byers-Hopper

- freaking out verbally

- "Do not laugh at me, Will. They are not dead, right?"

- probably shaking bc sjes so scared that if she accidentally wakes you up you'll be upset with her

- eventually she relaxes, and moves your head (which has undoubtedly fallen to her shoulder) to her lap

- very gentle and sweet

- once she gets even more comfortable, she probably pets your head and baby-talks to you in a one-sided, lovey-dovey conversation.

- "Whos the most adowable S/O? Y/N is. Yeah he is. The best sleeper in the west."

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Max Mayfeild

- literally just wakes you up.

- if you DONT wake up she tries to literally "push your buttons"

- squeeze ur cheeks, poke ur nose, poke ur forehead

- She doesn't want to be trapped all day!

- (she really does though. If you don't get up soon she cuddles right up to fall asleep. Pretend to be asleep long enough and you get to hear Max snore. Loudly.)

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Robin Buckley (f.reader)

- " :0 omg ive been chosen"

- treats you like a cat, puts you where you need to be so youre both comfy

- couch sleeping >>>>

- lies with her back against the couch and your back pressed against her chest, holding you in place so you don't fall and kissing the back of your neck gently and ajdvrkdvej

- Robin's head > Pillow

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Argyle

- bro argyle >>> hottest person alive

- who am I kididng theyre the same person

- anyways (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)

- this man doesnt let you sleep whatre you even talking about???? U joking??? hes high you're comin' down with him.

- "...What color is a mirror..?" "Why is pizza round... cut into triangles... and served in a square box?" "Why is it nail polish and not nail paint?" etc etc

- he always falls asleep very quickly. But he also cries really easily when high off his balls. Over everything. He cried yesterday about the color of his shirt. It wasn't yellow enough. He told me himself

- hes the best pillow. Lay on his chest, kiss his face, let him hold ya

- hes very soft and gentle with you at all times, and since most of the time the both of you are high as skyscrapers, it's a bit more wacky but a lot more sentimental.

- lots of "was drunk and fell asleep like this 😤" pictures in the back of the van

- the funniest being the one of argyle standing on the roof of the van with you and attempting to push you onto the hood "long live the king"style, but you were held on tight

- usually jonathan doesn't quite get as high so he taks a lot of pictures

- got off track but oh well lol

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Fred Benson

- He probably has prepared for this moment and lured you into a trap :)

- he had music on softly in the background and blankets and everything all planned out

- once he just gains enough actual courage to ask for cuddles it'll be less odd when he asks you to watch the most boring show on the planet with him

- he kithes your head a lot bc he really loves you, but doesn't voice it a whole lot

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Peter Ballars

- he moves you, despite how much he wants to stay and make sure you sleep well

- he doesn't move you very far. Usually you fall asleep in the rainbow room, so he just puts you in your own room to rest

- he always sneaks and checks on you, though, because you're still as graceful as a dying baby bird and vunreable all alone

- 4/10 not a good rainbow room cuddle buddy

- (alone, however, he's very sweet, apologizing for dumping you in your room all alone. Kisses all around, gives you a shoulder rub, you know, usual guilty boyfriend tendancies. Will always cuddle before he has to go back to his own room. He may be a lil' evil but you're his sweetheart <3 )

EXTRA/BONUS: OBSCUREISH CHARACTERS

Dr. Brenner/Papa (child reader, around 5-6)

- he isn't quite sure how you ended up so close to him in the rainbow room as he sat and observed the other children, but when he felt the pressure on his upper arm from you, he couldn't help but grinned

- he woke you up gently, offering you a quick nap in your assigned room, and you accepted by yawning and rubbing your eyes, nodding.

- he walked you to your room with an orderly, and tucked you into bed.

- totally down to tell you a story tbh. Just ask.

- the orderly is assigned to wake you up in exactly two hours, so you better get to sleep quick.

- but no matter. Papa is sure to lend you an extra hour if you need it.

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Ted Wheeler 👹 (Holly's fraternal twin)

- he's asleep. He fell asleep first. You were just to scared to change the TV channel and fell asleep too on top of him with your sister.

- (he wakes up first too, and puts you both in bed, making sure you're covered and comfy before heading back to his chair. If you wake up in that time, he'lm tell you both some sort of a story, though it's a "tired dad" version. Usually you're the cool dragon, while Holly's the princess in fantasy stories.

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Karen Wheeler 👹 (also Holly's twin)

- she was suprised, of course, when you appeared across from her on the couch and shoved your way into her lap, cuddling close and instantly falling asleep.

- she lets you sit there for awhile, patting your back, before she brings you to her room to let you nap up there. When Holly gets tired she'll join you, but for now you get the big bed!)

Barb Holland

- havfuubeakdvehx

- Hi barb *waves fingers like an idiot*

- she loves cuddles. There's never a time you ever "accidentally" fall asleep on her. Oh no. Youre her hostage now.

- Smooches. Smoochy poochy bwa bwbajettiwvd

- Push her glasses up her nose while you're barely awake, and then proceed to pass out. She will cry of cuteness. No jokes.

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hope you enjoyed! Also I need to add Barb to my write list 👹

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male-yn-simping · 11 months

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Full Homo

Steve Harrington x Male! Henderson! reader

Prompted by this

A/N: Feel free to leave requests

You're chilling in your room, reading a book, when Dustin, you're little brother, bursts in through the door.

"Y/N!" he yells excitedly

"Dustin!" You yell back, putting a mark in you book, shutting it, and setting it down. you sit up and look at him. He has an excited grin on his face as he practically bounces on his feet.

"Can you take me to the mall?" He asks, preparing himself to beg if he has to.

"Yeah, sure" You shrug and get up, grabbing your keys and wallet before slipping on some shoes. "I need to get out for a bit anyways"

Dustin thanks you as he runs to grab his stuff. By the time your shoes are on, he's already in the passenger seat of your car, buckled up with his leg bouncing impatiently. You laugh at your brothers antics as you buckle yourself in before driving to the mall, windows rolled down and Queen blasting through the stereo.

You arrive at the mall and decide to follow Dustin, having no specific plans to go anywhere or do anything.

To your surprise, Dustin makes his way to Scoops Ahoy and is greeted by King Steve Harrington.

You never had a bad experience with Steve, but you never had a good one either, and you heard the stories. Jonathan Byers being your best friend definitely didn't improve your opinion of him.

You don't say anything about it though, as Dustin seems extremely excited to see him, and you can't help but smile at the way the two boys goof around. The huge grin on your little brothers face warms your heart.

After a moment, the two calm down and Steve notices you. He's shocked at first, but he smiles softly at you.

"Hey!" He says, seemingly a bit nervous.

"Uh, hi." You reply, still a but confused and unsure about the situation.

"Oh! Alex, this is Steve! Steve, this is my brother, Alex!" Dustin says, his grin never faltering. You can't help but laugh a little.

"yeah, I know who he is" you say. Steve chuckles nervously and rubs the back of his neck.

"Yeah. I'm... I'm sorry about everything, by the way" He says, his gaze fixed on the ground.

You sigh softly and shake your head "It's all good. It's in the past."

Steve looks up quickly with a big smile on his face. "Really?!" You laugh and nod, returning his smile.

"yeah, just don't let it happen again" you tease.

Steve nods happily. His eyes meet Dustin's before returning back to you. You notice this and smile warmly.

"I'll let you two do... whatever the hell it is your up to. Good seeing you again!" You say before turning and walking out of Scoops Ahoy. Steve pauses for a moment, debating, but decides to run after you, stopping you right outside the store.

"Hey, Alex, um..." He stumbles over his words, his eyes glued to the floor as his cheeks grow red. You look at him confused as he talks.

"Do you wanna get some coffee sometime, maybe?" He asks. You're taken aback and take a moment to process what he said before eventually coming to your senses and nodding.

"Uh..ye...yeah!" You stutter out, your own cheeks now painted red.

"Great! Um, this weekend?" He finally looks up at you, his eyes are bright as he smiles wide.

"Yeah! This weekend is... Wait. You do mean that in a gay way, right?" You ask hesitantly, afraid you misread the situation. Steve bursts into laughter at this.

"Yes, in a gay way." Steve continues laughing, which cause you to start laughing as well.

"Full homo?" You say between giggles.

"A full homosexual coffee date." Steve manages to laugh out.

With a final fit of soft giggles, you kiss Steve on the cheek and walk away.

"See you this weekend, Harrington!"

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be-ready-when-i-say-go · 1 year

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Okay okay hear me out, male reader who has Eddie's initials (EM) tattooed on his v line or hip bone and the Hellfire Club sees it when he leans over the table to point at the board, and for the longest time they think he's got a girlfriend named Emma or something similar because of the tattoo until one day while Eddie's casually got his arm slung over reader's shoulders, reader just shyly asks for a kiss.

Hellfire freaks because "reader is cheating on his girlfriend" and only like, Lucas, Dustin, Gareth and Will connect the dots that 'EM' are Eddie's initials and Eddie is glad to show off the fact that Eddie is his boy. Meanwhile the rest of Hellfire that hasn't connected the dots are like, "......what-?"

(IM SO SORRY IF THIS IS TOO MUCH-)

I switched this up just a little. Dustin's the one sort of clueless.

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Eddie Munson x Male Reader.

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Dustin notices it first. Not that he really wants to notice it. It's just you and him happen to have the same physical education block. Changing is an unfortunate side effect of the course and in the midst of it, Dustin spots the lines that could nearly be faded into your skin, mistaken as dye or lint that's clinging to your body all of out accident. But if it weren't for the fact that Dustin had to approach you--desperately needing to borrow some deodorant, he would've known it was there.

"Hey, this is embarassing," Dustin starts from behind you.

You turn to him, pulling the t-shirt you'd been wearing when you got to school down over your head. "What's embarrassing, Henderson?" You don't really move to finish pulling your arms through the holes just yet.

"Do you have spare deodorant? Totally spaced when Mom asked me earlier this week."

YOu nod. "But, uh, no need to give the stick back." And it's in the turn, that Dustin nods, ducking his head for a moment in shame that he catches the black on your skin.

It's tiny and in cursive. Dustin nearly doesn't catch what the letter are, e.m. Before Dustin can fully form the thought to ask you who is e.m. he's catching the white and red container as it arches in the air. Dustin's not fond Old Spice, but it'll do. It's new too. He notices when he pulls the top off.

"Thanks," he calls over his shoulder, heading back to the locker his stuff is in.

Dustin is sure it wouldn't even come back up. That is until one day at the end of Hellfire, Dustin hangs back needing to catch a ride with Eddie back home. You help clean up and when you stretch up to get one of the Hellfire boxes up onto the shelf in the drama room--a box that Eddie always kept tucked away for safety and he had him by two inches so you'd been given the responsiblilty--Dustin notices the faint letters again.

That night, Dustin radios to the party. "Code red, we have a code red."

He repeats the code. When the line fills with static for more than a minute. "I repeat, we have a code red."

"The world literally better be ending again," Lucas huffs into the receiver.

Mike answers just a moment later, "I agree. What's going on Dustin?"

"Who do we know with the initials E.M?" Dustin asks.

"Why?" Lucas returns.

"Just focus, Lucas. Who do we know with those initials?"

"Eddie?" Mike offers. "His last name is Munson."

"Can't be him," Dustin scoffs. "What's Elizabeth's last name? The one with the braces? She asked me to to tutor her one year in middle school."

"McCall," Lucas answers.

"Hmm, not his type," Dustin deduces. You didn't seem to go exclusively for nerdy but Dustin figures you'd go for someone cooler. The spend half an hour going through everyone they know. Only a few make the list: Emma Marshall--a senior, like you, was more punk, asked everyone to call her Em; Evelyn Malcom, a junior who you had geography with, she didn't really have a distinct clique but she was nice enough; and Esther MacDonald, a senior who always had a spot in the school play.

"We should watch their movements," Dustin commands. It would be the only way to figure out who you were dating.

"You still haven't told us why?" Mike counters. "Why do we care?"

"They're initials are E.M." Dustin launches into the explanation about the tattoo--he thinks what's what it is. Though it's faint.

"E.M. could literally be anyone. Who's to say it isn't a relative who like died or something?"

Dustin ponders it for a moment but dismisses it on the face that you never talked about anyone in your family dying. Perhaps there were things that people just didn't talk about. Dustin knows he doesn't talk about his dad much. But still--it would have to be someone important. Who would be more important than a girlfriend?

But the guy ultimately cave and agree to help Dustin keep tabs on you. The Monday they return to school each of them as their person--Dustin has Emma, Lucas has Evelyn, Mike has Esther.

The only thing that Dustin notices on Monday is that when Emma hands over notes. You give a quick smile, saluting her as you return to your desk. You never look at her again in class. Before getting into the cafeteria Lucas reports that you walked right past Evelyn with a glance. Mike has nothing on you and Esther, but his hopes aren't high.

"Are we missing something obvious?" Dustin ponders. He just briefly catches the smirks on Lucas and Mike's face. He watches their eyeline and turns to the cafeteria doors. He can spot you, slipping into your seat next to Eddie at the table but nothing out of the ordinary as Eddie gives you a side hug. He leans in and Dustin thinks he's just whispering something to you.

You laugh and shrug out of his one arm sling. You swat his chest and then the rest of the group falls into conversation.

"What?" Dustin asks. He turns back to Lucas and Mike. They shake their heads. But it's clear they're going to share.

Friday when the group falls into the drama room, Dustin's begged the entire week for Lucas and Mike to share what they know. They don't budge. Refuse to with snickers of laughter the entire time. Dustin's trailing behind them, huffy and screeching just their refusal. He's annoyed. Why wouldn't they share what they knew? Besides all the data they'd collected clearly indicated that you and none of the girls were together.

But em is etched into your hip.

"Henderson, I'm not dealing with the attitude already," Eddie huffs out, not looking up from behind the DM shield.

"Lucas and Mike are being asses," Dustin returns. He doesn't want to over explain but at the least he needs someone to understand that he's not the one being unreasonable.

"When aren't those two little shits not asses?" Eddie quips with a grin. Lucas and Mike both protest, pulling out their character sheets as they do so.

"It's not our fault Dustin is oblivious," Lucas snorts.

You step next to Eddie, arm slinging around his shoulder. "We haven't even started, save the sass for the campaign."

"It'll cost two kisses," Eddie huffs out. You snort, bending down just a little, pecking his lips twice and then his cheek once. "Insurance?" Eddie asks.

"You bet your ass," you snort.

"You! It's you!" Dustin shouts, finger wagging at Eddie. "You're e.m."

Eddie's brows furrow. "I mean, yeah, those are initials."

Dustin singles you out with his digit. His eyes are wide and a little bit of spit flies out of his mouth as he speaks. "The tattoo! It's for Eddie?"

"The tattoo?" you question.

Dustin storms over, muttering under his breath that of course it would be so obvious and of course Lucas and Mike wouldn't say anything. Dustin lifts the hem of your shirt, finger tapping on the faint ink on your hip. "E. M."

Eddie had done an attempt of a stick and poke. It was fading and the lines were dropping a little. "Oh," you laugh. "Yeah. Eddie's a fucking comedian when he's drunk."

"That shit is professional and you know it, sweets," Eddie grins up at you.

"Wait--" Gareth's voice interrupts. "Dustin, you are making a whole scene because Eddie and him are dating?"

"I had to figure out who the initials for," Dustin recounts the story of the deodorant and Jeff snorts at the conclusion. He launches himself into the retelling of Lucas and Mike brainstorming girls, collecting the data via the interactions and the inevitable conclusion. "It is not funny. It was important."

Jeff holds up his hands. "I didn't know either until right now, but I mean, Henderson, you could've asked."

"Also, Henderson, you gonna let my shirt go or what?" you ask.

"Shit, sorry," Dustin releases the cotton and steps over to his seat. "I can't believe nearly everyone else knew but me."

"Because we use our eyes," Mike returns, leaning onto the tables to close some of the distances as the sarcasm drips from his tone.

Dustin flips him off in return, mimicking his words in a higher and more nasally voice. Eddie reaches down to rub his palm over the cap on Dustin's head. "It's alright, kid. Everyone has their moments. Now, if we can, there's monsters to slay."

"Monsters," Dustin recalls. You perch yourself in a seat behind Eddie, occasionally voicing NPC's and rolling for them. You took a step back once you started dating Eddie knowing that it might be unfair even though Eddie was strict to not talk campaign stuff to you.

You can't help but shake your head when you glance over to Dustin--he's already shouting about the room shaking due to an earthquake his seemingly deep need to figure out the person solved. At least he's a kid that cares, in the end--as deeply and thoroughly as he did.

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anotherweirdhunterfromspn · 2 years

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Your favourite song [Eddie x Male Reader]

Summary: Vecna gets into the reader's head instead of Nancy, and Eddie decides that he cannot bear the idea of losing you. Warnings: Homophobia, the reader's father being an alcoholic and abusive shit, hard childhood. (Basically Vecna using the reader's fears on him while showing him what he is planning to do to Hawkins). Setting: ST4 episode 7.

Stranger Things Masterlist - Next Part (Eddie POV)

"C'mon, all of you! Up, up!" Steve shouted as he pushed Dustin and Robin towards the makeshift rope to climb up to the gate, Eddie and you were standing behind them. He is just a few steps away from you, confused and afraid of going back to a world where he is accused of homicide. Yet, neither he does want to remain in this other… Dark dimension? He doesn’t understand it wholly, but he wants to get out of here as fast as he can. He knows you are scared too, he wants to reach out for your hand but he is afraid of the others' reaction.

Nancy was looking around, like she is expecting something to come out of the nowhere to attack Steve, again. "I have a bad feeling about this." She said before to approach to Steve and exchange a few words with him, Harrington glares worried between the gate and the door of Eddie's trailer.

Dustin and Robin passed through the gate, Max's voice comes from the other side as she asks them what happened in the Upside Down. Nancy and Steve pointed out of the two of you, specially to Eddie who seemed to be lost thinking about something but quickly hurries up towards the rope. He paused for a second, glaring to you over his shoulders. "(Y/N), you should go first."

Both of you has been great friends for years, and secret boyfriends for a while (two years for being exact). It was only natural for him to worry over you when all of them had just ran away from trouble.

You just chuckled, before to point out towards Nancy. "Ladies first." True to be told, you were the athletic type. And Steve is Steve fucking Harrington, he won't let Nancy going last (Neither you will, what if something happens to Nancy?)

Steve and you could climb the rope in less than a minute, and everyone knows it. It was only logical to be the latest.

Yet Eddie seemed to hesitate it before to finally start climbing. Once he was at the other side, Nancy followed him with a little of help from Steve. When she was reaching the gate, Eddie and Robin helped her to get safely in their world.

Steve Harrington looked back at you and motioned with his head towards the rope. "See you in the other side." Something about it feels off, but you returned the gesture telling him: "See ya."

When you started to climb, Max and Dustin's faces came into your view from the other side of the gate. Both telling how slow you were, but you were doing pretty good. Until you started to notice that the gate hole was every time further away, and their voices sounded so distant. You blinked and the next thing you knew was that you were falling deep into the darkness of the Upside Down.

You groaned in pain when your back hit the floor, you could no longer hear your friends’ voices. You opened your eyes and noticed almost immediately that you weren’t with them anymore, you were standing in your father’s house. Rather said, a further creepy version of it.

Your father died when you were around twelve years old. But before that, everything was a nightmare. He was an abuser, an alcoholic who did nothing but get into arguments with your mother, blaming her for everything and nothing and seeking excuses to hit her or you. You used to run away from home and play around the woods, until it was too dark, and you had no further excuses to be away from him. Around that time, you met Eddie, the shy kid that used to play out of his uncle’s trailer.

Right now, you were standing in your father’s home with zero clues about what was going on. Everything was dark, despite of having every single lamp on. There was a noise coming from the living room, you walked into the place and noticed that the TV was turned on, but it was placed in a channel that doesn’t have any transmission, just static.

Over the dinner table were lots of empty beer cans, a burned-out cigarette and wasted food. There were a lot of cockroaches, flies alike. Enjoying the wasted dinner at the table.

There was a noise, an old clock, echoing from somewhere upstairs. But you were more than sure that your father hates those to the bones and had never wanted one inside of the house. Every time the clock sounds, it gets louder, and the lights goes on and off madly.

You looked around, expecting something like more of those horrible bats from before or even that thing Dustin had called a Demogorgon, but all you have found out was your father on the sofa with a bottle of whisky in his hand and the control remoter in the other. “(Y/N)! Move of the way! I’m watching the game!” The TV stills transmitting nothing but static, but this version of your father seemed infuriated by your presence. You wanted to move, but something like vines were climbing your limps and leaving you unable to move. “(Your mother’s name), your fucking son doesn’t move!! I’m watching the game!”

It was like having ten years old again, being far to terrified of that man to speak back to him. You tried to remember to yourself that your father had died years ago in a car crash, and this wasn’t real at all. But it feels like it.

Your mother came from the kitchen, pale and tired. There is some anxiety in her voice as she calls you, motioning you to come and get out of your father’s way. Yet, the vines has you rotted there and no matter how much you want to move its like you cannot even breath.

Your father started to shout out of you before to throw the empty glass bottle towards you, the vines retracted enough, and you ran away from him. The clock is sounding again, somewhere. But you were almost reaching the front door to open it.

Yet, when you opened it you were once again in the living room.

Your mother was crying in a corner, while your father yells at her for something. The clock is being too noisy, and you are surprised to being the only one able to hear it.

Your father said something to you before to shook you by your shoulder. “I didn’t go to a fucking war and returned to have this excuse of a son!” That was a lie, he had never been in a war. You knew it years later, he ran away before to be sent to Vietnam. He was a coward, but he pretended that he was a war hero and stuff. “Look at you! Wearing your mother’s makeup!”

Oh, that actually happened. You stole your mother’s makeup and left Eddie to use it on your face, trying to mimic some rock-start’s make up without having any strong reference to use. Not even a poster or the cover of a cassette, Eddie tried to do it everything from memory mixing David Bowie’s style with… You couldn’t remember exactly, but it was messy and even if you tried to wipe your face some eyeshadow and colour remained there, and your father saw it. “Are you gay? Only a fucking gay shit will use make up. A shit like you and a whore like your mother will use that thing.” He tried to hit you but you managed to run from it. “You, son of a bitch!! Come back here before I get you!”

You ran around the living room, the clock ‘s sound is echoing in your mind as you rushed towards the backdoor. Someone is coming down the stairs, heavy steps echoing through the house with your father’s yelling. The backdoor is open, but its blocked by wooden boards. You tried to break one, but the wood doesn’t budge with your force. You muttered a short curse under your breath before to try harder, the wood starts to crack a little, but you became even more desperate as a second voice joined your father’s yelling. “Where are you going (Y/N)?” It’s a voice you have never heard in your life, deep and demonic. It sends shivers down your spine. “We are going to have a nice talk between each other.”

“The hell no.” You muttered as you managed to remove some of the wooden broads. The clock is louder than ever, almost like it is right behind you and breathing in your ear. Whatever that has been speaking before, has something to do with it. You passed through the little space you just created between the boards, but something grabbed your leg when you were almost out. A bloodied hand, that belonged to your father was trying to drag you back into the house. A second pair of hands joined him, your mother calling out to you to save her.

It was horrible, both of their faces were disfigured, and their fingers digs into your leg like claws. “Don’t touch me!!” You looked at your back, searching for something to hold onto and kick them away. Yet, all you saw was a clock. An old wooden clock in the middle of the backyard.

“You have nowhere to go, I’m everywhere.” There was again that voice, coming from the other side of the door. The wooden broads fell apart, and a horrible creature stood in front of you. Your parents tried to pull you by your legs back into the house but fought them back. “GET AWAY FROM ME!!”

That thing, Vecna or something like that the children had called it to be, extended his hand towards your face and placed it over your head. His fingers pressed at the side of your temples and tons of images flowed into your brain, images from a future Hawkins falling into the Upside Down’s world. A future was everyone was either dead or possessed, with rotten corpses being eaten in the middle of the streets.

“Hawkins.” Vecna said, his voice is so creepy that doesn’t help with the images in your head. “I will sink Hawkins into this world and take my revenge. There is only one gate left to do, and everything will fall.”

Somewhere in the distance, a bell echoed.

Vecna growled frustrated, he retracted his hand, but the image of Eddie’s bleeding corpse was already burned in your mind. His bones broken, those bats eating his organs. “No, no, no.” You wanted to get it out of your head, but it was all you could think about.

The bell echoed again, and then another, and another. Until the intro of a song you knew far to well echoed from the woods, Hells Bells from AC/DC, one of your favourite’s songs ever. Confused you glared over your shoulder, towards the woods.

You could hear Steve and Eddie calling you out desperately, as the song gets louder. “(Y/N), wake up! This isn’t funny! I don’t like this!”

You knew that was Eddie’s voice, you wanted to reach out and call him back. “Eddie!!” You managed to get away from those monster that looked like your parents and rushed towards the noise of their voices, shouting out for them. “Eddie!! Steve!! Guys!!” Your lungs burned in exhaustion, but you keep running. “Eddie!!”

You woke up from the trance you were, disorientated at first.

Your breathing was laboured, like you have just run a marathon or short of. Steve was next to you, his hand over his shoulders as tried to check you out. But his mother-hen’s attitude wasn’t as important to you that Eddie’s presence in front of you. He had jumped back into the Upside Down world when you became unresponsible to Steve, he was cupping your face in his hands. In silence, all you could heard was Hells Bells being played in Nancy’s Walkman through the headphones in your ears. “(Y/N)?”

You sobbed, the image of his corpse being eaten is fresh in your mind. “Eddie.” You don’t have any words to said, but its okey because he doesn’t need them. He just pulled you in his arms and muttered sweet words into your ear. “Its okey Sunshine, I’m here. You are here, you’re safe.”

The other may not, not officially at last, know about your relationship. But none of them said anything as you pulled back from his embrace to kiss him, surprising Eddie. “Wow. Babe, are you alright?”

You just shook your head. “No, I’m not. Let’s get out of here.”

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froggywritesstuff · 2 years

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Idiot | Steve Harrington

pairings: Steve Harrington x male!(adopted)Henderson!reader

warnings: fluff, slight angst(?), bad communication between siblings, jealousy, homophobia, mentions of anxiety, swearing

request: me

Y/N sat against the gym bleachers, his eyes scanned around the gym that was slowly filling up with more students. The lights reflecting off the decorations making it harder to focus. He just wanted to meet Dustin at the doors, and get out of there. There's a reason he only agreed to helping with decorating the Snowball, and not chaperoning.

He let out a sigh of relief at the sight of the curly haired Henderson, standing up from the seats as he walked toward him.

"Dusty-" Y/N began, but stopped abruptly, "What happened to your hair?"

Dustin's face fell at the question, furrowing his eyebrows at the question, "What do you mean?"

"Why does it look like a mini Steve Harrington's hair?"

Dustin rolled his eyes at his brother, "He helped me with it, there's nothing wrong with it."

Y/N widened his eyes slightly, "I didn't say anything was wrong with it, it looks good, you look nice."

"Thanks," Dustin mumbled, before he changed his tone, asking his brother hopefully: "So what are you still doing here? Did you decide to stay and help out?"

"No," Y/N said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, you won't have to put up with me during your big night."

"Oh," Dustin felt his shoulders slumping in disappointment, "Right."

Y/N smiled at Dustin, patting him on the shoulder, "But you have fun tonight, ok?" Dustin nodded, plastering on a smile, "And you and your friends make sure to have an awesome time."

"Thanks, Y/N."

"Remember Steve will pick you up at tonight, if he's not there, then look for my car, but-"

"If you're not there, then ask Jonathan if he can give me a ride with Will. I know."

Y/N smiled weakly, nodding at Dustin before saying his goodbye's and walking out of the gym.

Y/N and Dustin hadn't been the closest of brothers lately. Ever since Steve Harrington came along and acted like another brotherly figure, Y/N felt like Dustin wanted nothing to do with him, and was drifting further and further away. Dustin however, thought that Y/N just didn't wanna be seen by his 'embarrassing little brother', and was just passing on the big brother duties to Steve.

How those thoughts came to be? Neither of them knew. They both knew they were irrational thoughts, but that didn't matter.

Y/N sighed as he pushed open the school doors, the cold December air hitting like a baseball bat. He wrapped his arms around himself, squinting his eyes as he walked toward the maroon BMW outside by the school.

He tapped his hand on the window, grabbing the attention of Steve, who sat in the driver's seat.

"Y/N, hop in." Steve pushed open the car door, greeting Y/N with a wide grin. Y/N slid in the car, shutting the door behind him.

"Jesus, it's freezing," Y/N whispered, feeling his body slowly warm up in the car.

"So," Steve began, "how was the first five minutes of the Snowball that you had to get to early?"

Y/N sighed, "I wanted to help out, and they said I could get there early to help out."

"Right." Steve drawled, "So how was Dustin?"

"Very clearly brainwashed with advice from you."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Steve asked, his expression suddenly serious.

Y/N rolled his eyes, "I'm talking about the Farrah Fawcett spray he hasn't shut up about."

"Wha- he could've heard that from anyone!"

"Oh yeah, that explains him saying: 'Steve told me about the Farrah Fawcett spray, I need it for the Snowball.'"

"Little shit." Steve muttered.

"God, he hasn't shut up about you ever since saved him from that stupid demo-dog."

Steve's eyebrows furrowed in concern, "Hey, what do you mean by that?"

"Come on, it's obvious he sees you as an older brother, Steve. Why do you think he's always getting car rides from you?"

"Because you don't have a license?"

Y/N paused, blankly staring ahead.

He hadn't thought of that.

"Y/N," Steve began, "You're a good brother. Trust me, I'm not the only one Dustin doesn't shut up about."

Y/N smiled weakly, looking down at the floor of the car, before Steve stopped him, gently gripping his chin with his thumb, lifting Y/N's head up to make eye contact, "Now would you stop worrying, babe?" he asked ever so casually, contrasting to Y/N's sudden feeling of panic, "Tonight we're meant to be-"

"Shush!" Y/N hissed, turning his head away from Steve, who grew concerned at Y/N's sudden change in demeanor.

"What's wrong, babe?"

"You can't call me that, Steve!" Y/N whispered, the fear clear in his tone.

Steve's face fell as it dawned on him why Y/N was acting the way he was. He turned his head from side to side, peering through the window, "There's no one around, Y/N." he reassured, his tone soft and gentle.

Y/N was unconvinced, nerves getting the better of him as he avoided eye contact with Steve.

In a matter of seconds, the car started up again, and Steve slowly drove off and away from the school. The barely audible music from the radio played faintly as Steve drove along the road, sneaking glances at his anxiety-ridden boyfriend as he drove.

"I'm sorry." Y/N finally spoke up, breaking the painful silence.

Steve sighed, sending a sympathetic look toward him, "Y/N, you don't-"

"No, Steve." Y/N huffed, hitting his head against the headrest of the seat, "I do this every time. We have a good moment together, and I fucking ruin it."

"It's not your fault, Y/N." Steve said, his tone full of sincerity. Y/N looked at him in disbelief as he continued, "Y/N, I get why you're nervous about it, you don't have to be sorry."

"Well you seem to have no problem always looking like you wanna kiss me." Y/N mumbled, the teasing hint in their voice bringing a smile on Steve's face.

"Have you met me? I'm a dumbass who doesn't think shit through, Y/N. You're not wrong for being cautious. It sucks that we have to be, but..." Steve trailed off with a sigh.

"Yeah." Y/N sighed, their nerves calming down as Steve parked the car behind a building where Y/N was sure no one would be near.

They sat in the car, a comfortable silence falling, when Steve spoke up. "Plus, I've been through much worse than an asshole telling me who I can't kiss for me to not want to kiss you."

A grin immediately played on Y/N's lips at their boyfriend's comment as they stifled a laugh.

"What, don't laugh, I'm serious, who wouldn't wanna kiss you?" Steve added, smiling at his giggling boyfriend.

"You can be a real idiot, Stevie." Y/N said, pressing his lips against Steve's. They pulled away, smiling at Steve's blushing cheeks, "But you're my idiot."

A/N: I didn't mean to get into Dustin and Y/N's relationship so much just to completely move away from that, but imma go more into it in a part two

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Dustin Henderson with a crush on a male!reader

When Dustin realizes he has a crush on you, he has no idea what to do.

He has never liked a guy before, and doesn’t know how to react to this.

So his first instinct is to go to Steve.

At first, he just asks Steve how to ask someone out.

Then when Steve says something like “Just be cool with her, impress her then take her out.”, Dustin brings up that the person may not be a girl.

Steve has no idea what to say at first then just says “Be cool with him, impress him then take him out.”

(Steve also has no idea what to do)

So Dustin takes his advice.

He bikes to your house and brings you to the bike park (is that a thing)

Dustin does so many bike tricks (half of them are made up, and the rest of them he fails at)

You just act impressed so he isn’t sad.

You have no idea what’s going on with him, you just assume he’s trying to look cool, but you don’t know why.

Until he just comes over to you and (very awkwardly) says “Uhh..so..wanna go out on like..a date?”

Of course you say yes

Steve is very proud when Dustin tells him

He says some shit like “See? My advice pulls the ladies and the men, thats how cool i am.”

Everytime Steve sees you and Dustin doing couple stuff he says “Yeah, I did that”

Lmao sorry if this was more about steve idec

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reallyromealone · 2 years

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"GET BACK HERE!" Eddie yelled at little (name) ran butt naked around the house, Steve making dinner and Dustin doing homework "No bath!" (Name) yelled as he ran towards the kitchen area, dodging Dustin but sadly forgot about dad "nonono!" (Name) cried out as Steve held him by his armpits "come on smelly, you need a bath" Steve said handing him off to Eddie "slippery little bugger " Eddie teased as he walked back to the bathroom to go clean the duckling up "every time" Dustin mumbled as he went back to his laptop to finish up his homework "you were no different, once you got so angry you passed out from holding your breath"

"Really?"

"Yeah, still had a bath though"

"No papa! No bath!" (Name) said angrily as Eddie plopped him in the warm tub, (scent) bubble bath already in and bubbly along with his bath toys "oh hush, you and I know when it gets time to leave the water you're not gonna wanna get out"

(Name) pouted and huffed as his dad began washing him gently, taking breaks to let the boy play with his toys and currently (name) was obsessed with a plastic water bottle.

They didn't ask why, as long as he was entertained.

While he played Eddie started working on his hair, taking the proper love and care the toddlers hair type needed abd making sure no soap got into his eyes.

"Alright bud, time to rinse"

(Name) let his dad tilt his little head back and use the plastic cup they kept with (name)s bath supplies to rinse it out.

"Alright, ten minutes of bath time then it's out"

"Ok papa" (name) said noncommittally as he continued playing with his toys, pretending the bubbles are islands for his toys.

When the time came for (name) to get out he predictably whined but Eddie payed the boy no mind as he dried him off then put lotion on him, it was (scent/scentless) just the way (name) liked.

Putting him in his little pajamas and anything else the boy needed the two went out to go have dinner with their family.

#stranger things x reader #stranger things x male reader #male reader #eddie munson x male reader #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x male reader #steve harrington x reader #dustin henderson x reader

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kanataka-san · 2 years

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Dustin: If the police saw how you're driving, they would take away your licence

(Y/N): How can they take something I don't have?

Steve:*remembering they are driving HIS car*

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over--and-out · 2 years

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could u do a eddie munson x male! reader where reader and eddie fall asleep on the couch together on accident n wake up all snuggly... fluff fluff tooth rotting fluff

Fuck You, Simon Belmont

Eddie Munson x Male Reader

Summary: Steve and Robin challenge you to an all-nighter. (More in the ask above.)

Warnings: spoilers for season 4 but not really, Robin teases you about Eddie, fluff fluff fluff, tooth rotting fluff, cuddling (omg so scandalous), language

You and Robin had always been close. You both supported each other and you talked about everything.

And for Robin, everything meant everything.

You're glad nobody else was on the channel you two were using on your walkie talkies because Robin was bringing up all of the worst topics possible. You were walking down the road in the bright morning, agreeing with Eddie that you'd be at his trailer as soon as you woke up.

"Hey, think about it. You could get laid tonight." A scoff escaped you and you shook your head. "As if, Robin. He's probably not even gay."

"Oh, bullshit?" Robin exclaimed with clear amusement in her voice. "Black handkerchief in his back left pocket? Come on, (Y/n)." You laughed softly in exasperation. Before you could respond, the last person you expected had spoken through. Dustin.

"Yeah, I'm so telling Eddie that."

"HENDERSON!" Robin yelled and then both ends went silent. You laughed loudly, knowing that Robin was most likely on her way to bully a child. Shaking your head with a small smile on your face, you made the rest of the way to Eddie's trailer in silence. Before you even knocked on the door, Wayne had opened it with a rushed expression. You quickly moved out of his way as he ran down the stairs, briefly waving at you before telling you to behave.

It was strange but honestly, not the strangest thing you've seen while being at the Munson trailer. It was dead silent which told you one thing; Eddie was still asleep. An evil smirk rose on your face before you set your backpack down on the living room floor and made your way to his room.

As you thought, Eddie was passed smooth out. Oh, he definitely had it coming.

You hooked your fingers, creeping closer to his sleeping form and plotting your method of attack. Quick as lightning, you attacked his sides with your hooked fingers and burst into laughter at the screech that escaped him while he fell off the bed. Before he got back up, you darted out of his room in an effort to find somewhere to hide.

"YOU ARE SO DEAD!" His voice was groggy and scratchy from sleep and you heard him trip over his blanket when he attempted to stand. You managed to hide in a closet just as Eddie slid around the corner in his socks. He ripped the closet door open and let out a wicked laugh as he grabbed you, your attempts to hide evidently futile.

Without having the chance to process anything, Eddie's fingers latched onto your sides and he began ticking you.

"EDDIE!" You burst into laughter, immediately bending forward at your stomach and he just simply laughed evilly at you.

"How's my rib piano?" He said dramatically as he continued his evil plots.

"Eddie stop- I'm gonna pee-" at the mention, he huffs and stops. "You're lucky I don't want to clean that off of my carpet. You gave him a faux offended look and playfully smacked him on the shoulder.

As if the entire interaction never even happened, Eddie turned around and looked at the clock while scratching the back of his head. "What time is it?" You waited for him to comprehend the time of the clock, but he just turned back to you with a blank expression. Your brows furrowed in confusion. "Well?"

"Oh, it's 10:32. I didn't know you wanted it too."

You laughed softly, shaking your head fondly. "Well, the challenge starts at midnight so we better find ways to occupy ourselves."

About a week ago, you and Eddie had made a bet with Steve and Robin. The four of you were in Family Video and Robin had made the remark that she could watch movies literally all day. Steve had said that he could do it longer before Eddie quipped in with, "Not to brag, but I've stayed up for two days straight to watch a marathon of the entire Transformers cartoon."

And then Steve had the bright idea. It would be a bet, and whoever stayed awake the longest would win. There was no prize, but all of you let your inner children come out when you mutually agreed that the winner would have bragging rights and be deemed the coolest. You had all agreed that you'd check in with the other group every hour to make sure they hadn't fallen asleep, and then the bet was set.

So now it was 10:32 in the evening, exactly twelve hours later. You had done a number of things today, including watching Eddie throw food into the air and trying to catch it with his mouth. Each time he caught one he bragged about being the absolute best at it, and that he could beat anybody. But you didn't have the heart to tell him he missed more than scored.

"Hey, I got this new game a couple of weeks ago and I still haven't played it yet. Wanna check it out?" Eddie's arms were crossed and one of his hands was fidgeting with his hair. "Yeah, sure, games are a good idea. What's it called?"

"Castlevania."

You immediately agreed, the game sounding interesting to you and Eddie set up the Famicom so you could play. You had both agreed that one of you could finish a stage, and then the other got to play a stage. It was Wayne's Famicom, but Eddie knew he wouldn't mind if the two played it.

You had quickly found out that it was more entertaining that you had originally imagined, hours upon hours passing and soon it was three in the morning.

Eddie was beginning to get tired, leaned back on the couch with you laying against his side and practically cuddling him. He had said something about it earlier, acting sarcastic and annoyed but in all actuality he didn't mind it at all. He was very fond for you, cared for you very much.

He loved you.

Biting his lip, he focused on the television when his character, Simon Belmont, ran into a boss battle. Or, he thought he was focusing. As much as he tried, all he could think about was your warmth pressed against his side in the cold room.

"You know, I've been having an internal debate." His tone was lighthearted but he annunciated almost every syllable because of how focused he was. "I've been wondering... If I asked you out on a date or some shit, would you hate me." His fingers moved quicker on the controller, anxiety running through him but he tried to keep his confident wall put up.

The longer you stayed silent, the more anxiety he got and it pushed him to be more aggressive in his game.

The boss made the final blow that killed his character and he huffed. "Fuck you." He muttered it under his breath and sighed.

You had still not said anything so his gaze drifted down to you and when it did his heart clenched in his chest.

You had fallen asleep.

That anxiety that he had quickly faded and a soft smile took over his features. His arm wrapped around your shoulders and he hugged you gently, setting the controller down and before he even knew it, he fell asleep.

When you woke up in the afternoon, you almost wanted to go back to sleep. You were warm and comfortable, very much so. Your eyes fluttered shut before opening again and noticing that the television had been turned off and it dawned on you that you fell asleep. Shit, you fell asleep.

You went to sit up to see if Eddie did as well, and you immediately froze. You were looking at him. He was laying on top of you.

You were laying on your back and he was laying on you, his arms wrapped around your waist and his cheek laying on your chest. One of your hands rested on his upper back, the other tangled into his hair. Your heart started beating a hundred miles a minute. You were legitimately cuddling with Eddie Munson. He looked peacefully asleep, his cheek smooshed into your shirt and his breathing was letting out a small whistle. You smiled softly, your face flushing and you threaded your fingers through his hair. The action came easy to you and you repeated it, waiting a minute before speaking.

"Eddie. Eds, wake up." You gently shook him and he groaned before burying his face into your chest, his fingers clenching into the back of your shirt. "Mmm... 'M too tired." His voice was muffled in your clothes, the tone deep and groggy the way it usually is when he speaks for the first time after sleeping.

"Eddie." Your voice was a bit more stern this time and he groaned loudly before tilting his head up and looking at you while giving you the sleepy version of his star smile. "Hey, sweetheart." Your face flushed darkly. Eddie Munson was laying on top of you, hair a mess and voice deep and groggy, smiling at you and calling you 'sweetheart.'

"You're staring." You blinked and his smile softened before he slipped his hands from around your waist and he sat up. It was remarkably colder without his warmth, and you found that you missed it a lot. Your eyes widened as a new thought appeared in your head.

"We lost..." You groaned in defeat before he laughed softly and shook his head, brushing his long brown hair out of his face. "Nah, Steve crashed first. Happened when I was setting up the game. I checked in after I found you asleep and got no response."

Your eyes lit up and you smiled. "So you won?" He shrugged and smirked. "My lips are sealed. I won't tell that you crashed too." You scoffed playfully and shoved him, Eddie giving a dramatic body jerk and throwing himself off the couch. You both laughed before he shot up and planted his hands on the couch next to your hips, looking you in the eyes. "So." He started confidently, smirking before he lowers himself and lays his elbows on the couch. "I had this grand revelation." He moved his hands around to dramatically annunciate each word. "I had it while you were asleep, but-" he paused, smirking. "That doesn't matter because now is just as good of a time to ask as any." Your brows furrowed and the entire time he talked, you were smiling at him softly.

"Well, um..." His hands clamped together nervously before he looks back up at you. "Do you wanna make out?" He asked a big sheepishly and you laughed softly as your face flushed.

"W-What?" You asked shyly. Eddie licked his lips before speaking again.

"Do y'wanna make out? I mean- I was gonna ask you out too, but I figured that's a good place to start." He was smiling softly, and that alone gave you the confidence to speak.

"Eddie Munson, did you just ask me out?"

"I did," he laughed softly. "And you haven't said no yet, so..?"

"I graciously accept your offer." He smiled before propping himself up on his hands, one resting gently on your waist before he kissed you.

#eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things eddie #fanfic #eddie munson x male reader #fluff #tooth rotting fluff #sleepy tiem with eddie #robin buckley #steve harrington #dustin henderson

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xmalereader · 2 years

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Eddie Munson X Professor! Male Reader || ONE ||

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Authors note: This idea just came to me and I couldn’t let it go, just to let you know this takes place during the mid 90’s. We’re going to ignore Vol 2 and say that Vecna gets defeated and everything is perfect! Sort of…anyways, enjoy this long ass shot that I created and be ready for the next part soon! If you want to be tagged on the second part let me know! I rarely do tags but I’m willing to do it for this one ☺️!

Summary: Eddie survives the upside down and Vecna is no more. After turning back to Hawkins, the town continues to hate him and decided to leave town and find his way to college, giving himself a new future and another chance at life. He just didn’t expect himself roll around in his Professor bedsheets.

Warnings: Fluff, angst, NSFW, Eddie and reader are in their 20s, age gap, Professor reader, student eddie, 90’s, Dustin is sarcastic, mentions of the upside down, anxiety, panic attacks, kissing, dating, mentions of failure, eddie has fears, reader is a sweetheart, good boy kink, secret relationship, teasing, sexual tension.

Word count: 6.2k ( Originally it was 12k but I cut it in half )

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Eddie is a twenty three year old in college and living away from Hawkins. After the small town grew to hate him for something he didn’t cause, his own uncle was able to help him escape the hell hole of a town. Providing him enough money for a new place and to apply for college. Eddie didn’t see himself as a college man, too busy focusing on his Music and playing around with fifteen year old children with their D&D campaign.

Eddie knew that if he stayed longer in Hawkins, people would continue to hate him for the death of Chrissy. So, Eddie packed up his things and said goodbye to his uncle and to his friends. He promised them that he is to visit during the holidays and spend his time back here where his family and friends. But, so far Eddie has been too busy with his classes and trying to pass his third year there. He’s so close to graduating and he can’t allow his grades to slip.

He didn’t expect himself to become a straight A student, spending most of his time studying since he didn’t make many friends in the city. He did try to make some friends but it’s like people never understood his chaotic energy, causing him to close up and remain quiet whenever he was alone or with crowds. He told himself that he had one year left, one year of college before he graduates and then he’s finally able to leave. Maybe head back home to Hawkins and see his old friends or perhaps start over in a different state that’ll accept him for him.

Eddie was still growing up and his future was ahead of him. Summer break was approaching and his semester was ending, finals were approaching and he wasn’t doing good in Literature. The man never really liked the class, it was too boring and quiet, he never understood the assignments and his professor…

His professor was something else.

Eddie didn’t expect himself to fall in love with his literature professor, he never really cared about gender. Eddie rolled both ways and he didn’t mind that, he just didn’t expect himself to gain a crush on his twenty-five year old professor. One of the youngest professors on college campus.

Everyone knew who Professor Y/n was, he was the youngest and smartest man there. Every girl who took his class also had a crush on him, hell. Eddie wouldn’t be surprised if the guys fell for him too. Y/n was polite and patient and his voice was soothing, Eddie could listen to it all day but because of his distractions in class he was failing and badly.

Eddie continued to fail each quiz and if he didn’t pass his final he would have to retake this class again for next semester, not that he minded really—but he couldn’t see himself going down that road again. He didn’t want to fail again. So, Eddie stays after class, once the room is empty he approaches his professor who was busy packing up his things.

“Uh, professor Y/n?” He calls out, tilting his head to the side only to be startled back when his professor faced him. A smile on his lips as he puts his books in his bag. “How can I help you, Munson?”

Eddie gaps. “You know my name?”

Y/n chuckles. “Of course I do, why wouldn’t I know my number one failing student?”

Eddie didn’t know if he was being sarcastic or honest but the way his voice pitched and his smile widened made him feel like he was being mocked.

“Right, about that.” Eddie clears his throat. “I know I’m failing this class and wish to pass it so that I don’t have to retake it next semester. I was wondering if there is a way that I can still pass, maybe do some extra credit?” He asks, nervously fidgeting with his rings on his fingers.

His professor sighing deeply, leaning his hand against his desk as he thinks. “I can provide extra credit but I suggest finding a tutor who can help you.”

“Why not you?”

“I’m your professor, Munson. I can’t tutor you while grading everyone’s work.”

“I know, but just this once. A private lesson with you so that I can understand the assignments better.” Eddie pleads, he was desperate to pass this damn class.

Y/n latched his book bag, holding it in his hand before turning to face Eddie. “Alright Munson, just one lesson. In my office tomorrow after three.” He instructs, causing Eddie jump in victory. A smile crossing his face as he laughs, “you won’t regret it!” Eddie reminds him before bolting out of the classroom.

Eddie spends the whole day doing his assignments in the library, completing them in order to provide them to his professor for further feedback. He wants to make sure that he’s doing it correctly and to at least understand some of the work. He spends all day getting his work done until night falls, causing him to look up from his work and stare at the window. The sun was setting and the library was closing soon.

He takes his time packing up and remembers that he is suppose to contact Dustin today, catching him up on his daily life and listening to Dustin ramble on about his adventures in Hawkins or the weird shit that he and his friends got into. The good thing about being friends with the little bastard is that he’s able to help him communicate without having to use the phone.

Dustin gave Eddie a special radio that’s easy for them to talk through without him having to stand in an empty quiet hallway, talking to Dustin without thinking of other students eavesdropping on their conversation, the thought of people staring at him made him feel anxious. He’d rather have his conversation in private and enjoy the stories dustin tells him. It doesn’t take long for him to arrive back to his private room, he got lucky when he first came to the city. He had enough to afford a private room since he wasn’t willing to share and he wanted his privacy.

Approaching his desk he sets his bag on the floor and sits down, taking the radio in his hands and turning it on. “Earth to Dustin, earth to Dustin. It’s six-thirty our usual meeting time. Are you there?” He sits silently, hearing the static but no response back. “Dustin, you there?” Still nothing. “Anyone?” The static was back on, silence filled the room. It was strange for Dustin not to answer, but there could be a possibility of the kid being busy.

Eddie sighs in defeat after trying a few more times and still no response. So, he turns off his radio and sets it back down on his desk, leaning back in his seat as he stares at the blank ceiling. His room is quiet, the halls are quiet too, he’s spent the last few years like this, Locked away in his room and repeating the same routine over and over again. Nothing ever changed, he’s tried to go to parties or go out for drinks every once an awhile but no matter what he did he always felt Lonely.

Eddie yawns deeply as he comes to stand from his seat, walking over to his bed and falling down face first. Instead of waiting for Dustin’s reply he decided to get some early sleep, he wouldn’t have his first class until noon and had the rest of the morning to himself.

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Eddie had forgotten about his private lesson with professor Y/n. He was too focused on getting things done that he nearly missed meeting the professor once it hit three, arriving to his office on time and knocking on the door. It only took a few seconds before his professor is letting him inside, pushing the door open to reveal his professor sitting at his desk while looking into his previous class work.

“Munson, your late.”

“By five minutes.” Eddie mumbled out, closing the door behind him and walking up to his desk, sitting across from him and dropping his bag down on his lap. He pulls the zipper open and digs out his notes and assignments. “I took my time to get some things done first—want you to check them first and see what it is that I’m doing wrong.” He sets the small stack of papers on the desk, pushing them forward as Y/n takes the assignments and hums. It only takes him a few seconds to look at the assignments before saying. “It’s not that you don’t get the assignment, you just don’t know what to say.” He takes one of the essays. “For example, your writing about the story, providing a summary.” He explains. “But you’re not explaining on how it made you feel—write it like you've experienced it and want others to know about it.”

Eddie sits back, taking in the information. Maybe his professor was right, every time they did a new assignment he would usually complete it by what he knows and not by what he learned. He sighs to himself, leaning forward and staring at his essays. “What do I have to do to get a passing grade?”

Y/n smiles. “Well, since your very determined to get a good grade how about this.” He pushed his chair back, opening his drawer and pulling out a folder, he digs through it until he finds the paper work he was looking for. He sets it in front of Eddie. It was all of his past quizzes “I’ll let you redo your quizzes, if you can at least pass five of these I’ll be able to change your grade—along with one of your essays. Once you show me that you can get this done correctly, then maybe you can pass your final.”

“And if I don’t?”

Y/n sits back in his seat. “Then you fail.” The professors honesty earned him a wince from Eddie. He looked tired and stressed, knowing what he has to do in order to get his passing grade. Eddie didn’t want to fail again, he nearly failed at school and they could have failed killing Vecna if it wasn’t for him distracting the bats along with Dustin. He looks at his assignments and with a soft nod he agrees to the terms. “How long can I take?”

“I’ll give you two weeks, give yourself some time to correct these. While also trying to ace my next quiz and essay coming up.” Eddie mentally groans to himself, not only is he correcting his work but he’s getting more work piled up. He felt behind in this class and he was so close to dropping out of it, but he’s in to deep.

“Alright,” Eddie stands from his seat, clutching the assignments in hand. “I’ll get these done before next week hits—“

“Eddie, don’t stress yourself.”

“How can I not? Finals is approaching, your class is the only one I’m failing and I can’t let that happen. I’m so close to graduating and I can’t have anything set me back.” Eddie was desperate to pass, he only had one year left before graduation. All of his classes were passing but this one, no matter how small the set back was.

Y/n was slowly feeling guilty. Yes, he was a strict teacher towards students and they always tried to find ways to get things done easily but Eddie was different. He can see the determination in his eyes of wanting to pass this year without having any failing classes. So, he stands from his desk and rounds the table, taking the assignments from Eddie and only giving him two.

“Why don’t we do this instead—you get these two done by tonight and tomorrow you see me again and I’ll grade them, provide feedback, and see what I can do to help. Will take small steps.”

“And the essay?”

“Essay comes last, focus on getting these done first and the upcoming quiz you have this Friday.” Eddie slowly smiles at his professor, glancing at the assignments before nodding. “Alright, Will see each other again tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow, same time and in my office.” He explains, watching Eddie nod before leaving his office. Y/n sighs to himself and leans back in his desk, smiling softly to himself, before putting the rest of the assignments away.

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Eddie is quick to correct his work, setting it aside as he gets started on studying for the next quiz that is coming up this Friday. He’s distracted by everything that he doesn’t hear the radio going off, the sound of Dustin’s static voice as he calls out to him.

“—ddie.”

“Eddie!”

Eddie is startled out of his study, turning around in his chair to stare at the radio next to his bed, going silent as he waits for another response. Hoping that it wasn’t his imagination.

“Come in Eddie!” He hears Dustin’s annoyed tone, the same tone that reminds him of the kids big fat ego. Eddie sighs to himself, setting his stuff aside before standing from his seat and snatching the radio from his bedside, clicking the button down as he speaks back. “It’s late Dustin, this better be good.” It was nearing eleven and he’s been up all night completing his work and getting ready for his next quiz for this week. He didn’t have time rest or sleep, too focused on getting it done.

“Geez, can’t take a small break?” He hears Dustin ask on the other end.

Eddie chuckles to himself, shaking his head. “Not when I’m trying to pass a class. Do you want me to visit Hawkins or would you like me to stay here instead?” He questions.

The radio goes silent. He can already imagine Dustin’s frantic panic at the thought of him spending summer break in the city then back with him and his friends in Hawkins.

“Are you crazy?! You really think I can stand the others without you for the next four months?!”

Eddie responds back with a laugh, he know how well Dustin gets along with everyone else but the little bastard always found ways to find something annoying about them or get themselves into trouble. Henderson was a ball of energy and sarcasm, he was a genius but the kid was easily attached to him and if he missed this year to visit Hawkins. Dustin would for sure come after him.

“Don’t worry my little warrior, I’ll be there next month. I just need to ace this final and you guys can have me for the next four months out.” Eddie stands from his bed, walking towards his desk and putting his finished assignments away in his bag, he leaves the unfinished work to the side. It was easy to complete and could get it some during one of his other periods, right now he was mainly focused on professor Y/n’s quizzes.

Eddie froze at the thought of the Professor having to teach him everyday, privately. Everything was quickly coming to him, the thought of the two of them spending majority of the day together. He did have a crush on the Professor and knew that nothing is to happen between them. Eddie didn’t know if his professor even had a thing for men or women? He never heard or seen his professor with anyone romantically, maybe he was single and preferred to keep it that way?

Eddie was too distracted by his sudden thoughts that he doesn’t realize Dustin talking to him through the radio. The kid was rambling about Steve and his friends and what they are planning on doing for the summer. He shakes the thoughts out of his head and focused on the conversation, listening to Dustin talk.

“—anyways, oh! Steve said that a family friend of his was visiting town and that he won’t be around much.” He could hear the eye roll. “Son of a bitch promised to take us camping but he’d rather spend time with someone he rarely knows.”

Eddie hums. “Maybe he’ll ditch his guest and continue on with the camping plans.” He shrugs his shoulders, moving silently around his room and getting ready for bed. “Either way, talk to Steve about the plans and see if they got changed or if we can still do the camping idea. Right now, I have to get some rest—got to meet with my professor tomorrow and gotta get ready for my finals.” He lets Dustin know about his plans for tomorrow, before Dustin can say anything else he’s quick to turn off the radio.

He tossed it on the empty side of his bed, getting under the sheets and lying down in the darkness after he turned off the remaining lights, which was really his light desk. He tries to get some shut eye but the thought of seeing Y/n again keeps him awake for the rest of the night.

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Eddie barley got any sleep once morning hit, dark bags under his eyes and hair all messy. It takes him a few minutes to get ready for the day, ignoring the way his eyes looked as he got his things and heads out of his dorm. He makes his way downstairs, ignoring any other morning students that he passed. After staying in the city for a few years he’s grown to distance himself from others he didn’t really like.

He’s been known as the ‘freak’ of Hawkins and he didn’t want to be seen as the freak here. He’s been doing fine on his own that he doesn’t need any friends here, once he’s done with school he’ll be able to return back home and find himself a stable job that he will enjoy. Eddie was still into music, playing his guitar whenever he had the time and writing music, he considered his music more of a hobby since the interest of engineering caught his attention. Before his dad left him he was taught how to take care of cars and what to look for whenever it broke down, he learned many things from his dad at a young age before he was left with his uncle.

He stopped messing around with cars and focused on his music, but now that he’s on his own he’s decided to pick up engineering again. Hopefully that’s able to help him out with his future just a bit. As he walks around the hallways, turning a corner he slams into a broad chest. He stumbled back surprised and ready to throw a fit at whoever he slammed into.

“Eddie?”

Eddies eyes widen, looking up to see professor Y/n standing in front of him. He squints his eyes at him, taking him in. His hair was messy and his clothes are all over the place, his tie loose while he holds some papers in his left hand. “You okay?” He hears him ask, snapping him back to reality as Eddie nods. “Yeah, just didn’t see where I was going.” He mumbled out, too tired to even process what was going on.

He hears Y/n chuckle. “Looks like neither of us got some rest.” He points out, also taking notice of the dark bags under Eddie’s eyes as he rubs the tiredness away. “Yeah, was up all night talking to an old friend and getting work done.” He explains, not knowing why he was telling him this.

Professor Y/n hums. “Can’t say that I relate. I was suppose to have these papers graded by today and forgot last night. So, I stayed up to finish.”

Eddie smirks. “Professor Y/n, slacking off? That’s not normal.” He teased, knowing how professional and ready Y/n is, he was the star teacher of college. Everyone knew who he was and what he did due to him being the youngest teacher ever. Both he and Eddie were only a few years apart and it wouldn’t surprise him if Y/n passed as a college student.

“Very funny, Munson.” Y/n smacks the top of Eddie’s head with his paper work, giving him a soft glare. “I hope you got your work done.” He was referring to the quizzes. Eddie swats his hand away, grumbling. “Of course I got it done. I’m trying to get my shit finished.”

Eddie was too tired to care about his language and Y/n was too tried to scold the man from the way he spoke. The Professor raised a brow, checking the time on the watch around his wrist. “Classes don’t start for another thirty minutes, if you like I can review your work before coming to class?” He offers, willing to push up their meeting time a little earlier.

Eddie is quick to nod, agreeing with the professors idea. “Let’s.” He adds, causing the other to chuckle before guiding them back to the professors office. The halls are semi empty, some students walking around in silence due to it being too early. Some students were either walking with friends or heading down to the lunch rooms to buy a morning breakfast or get themselves some coffee.

Y/n could go for a coffee right now, something to keep him awake—or perhaps he can cancel his class and head back home and sleep. But, he knows he can’t do that. Not when he promised his students that they would be getting their graded assignments back today or else all of that time he wasted without sleeping was for nothing.

Upon reaching his office, he’s quick to unlock it and pushing the door open. Allowing Eddie inside first who stepped inside the room, taking in the warm comfortable silence.

“Here let me Just—“ Y/n gets his desk cleaned up, setting the stack of papers aside and sitting across from Eddie, yawning tiredly. “Alright.” He murmured out while Eddie fished out his assignments, handing them over to his professor who takes them in his hands, scanning through the assignments and reading through everything twice. The professors tilts his head to the side at current parts of the assignment, questioning Eddie on how he got the result.

Once Eddie provided the explanation on his he got his answer it was easier for Y/n to understand what he meant. “At first I thought you were failing but, turns out that you just explain things in a different way. Sometimes they don’t make sense but after you explained to me the process it makes better sense.” He blurts out, setting the papers down and rubbing the back of his neck. “So far you’ve done well, I’ll still have to see how you get the rest done before your essay.”

Eddie gives a small soft smile, glad that he’s gotten it done. “I’ll give you a passing grade for those two but, here are the other two that you will be working on for this week.” Y/n fished out the folder and hands Eddie another two of his old quizzes that he is suppose to fix. Eddie takes them in his hands and sighs, “Thank you.” He whispers, putting the papers away before asking. “Can I ask you something?”

“Of course.”

“Why are you helping me?”

Y/n chuckles. “Eddie, I’m you professor I’m suppose to help.”

“No—I know, what I’m trying to ask is. Why help me? I mean, any student who has the chance to make corrections and fix their late assignments would be happy but you never allowed it until I came in. So why me?”

Y/n sighs to himself, leaning forward to cross his arms on his desk, focusing on the closed curtain to his right, wanting to remain distracted. “Because you remind me of myself.” He tells Eddie, giving him a glance. “I see your struggle and how much you want to get things down. I was like that when I was young, no one believed that I would make it this far and now look,” he says. “I’m the youngest teacher here and graduated early from high school and college only to become a professor here. I worked hard and focused on what I wanted.”

Eddie never really knew why Y/n became a professor, it wasn’t his business to know but the fact that Y/n was telling him this made him feel better. He wasn’t studying to become something big, no. He was afraid of failing everyone he knew, afraid of showing them his failure for school and college. He rarely socialized or spoke to anyone about his life.

Hawkins did leave a horrible scar on him, from being the towns freak to fighting off the upside down with his friends. Once they defeated Vecna he expected things to get better but they never did, the town still hated him for Chrissy’s murder. The police was able to sweep up the mess and covered up the story, letting the town know that Eddie wasn’t the person who got her killed and blamed it on drugs.

That didn’t stop the town from thinking of him differently. Even though he visited every summer he usually remained indoors and never went anywhere alone, afraid that someone would come after him and continue to blame him.

“Don’t stress yourself too much, Eddie. Everyone is allowed to be selfish every once an awhile.”

Y/n stands from his seat and gently placed a hand on Eddie’s shoulder, giving it a soft squeeze before letting go. “I should get going.” He added before leaving the office with Eddie alone. Eddie bites his lip, gripping his bag close as he glanced back to the door, deciding for himself if he was ready to leave the room.

The rest of the month went by quickly. Eddie spent majority of his time in Y/n’s office, getting the help he needed and passing his assignments. The longer he spent with Y/n the more he learned about the professors life, so far he’s found out that the professor has an older brother who’s a doctor while his parents live on the country side. He spoke highly of his parents and how hard they worked for their children to get into college and at least have an education. Y/n’s family sounded nice and comforting, Eddie enjoyed their time together.

Eddie had also taken notice of the way his professor spoke, with a soft tone full of knowledge, he spoke highly about his lectures and how much he wanted his students to learn and pass. Their were times where their hands would graze or fingers would touch whenever the Professor reached out for his paper. Eddie’s crush for the Professor slowly grew to the point where he didn’t know what to do.

Again, he knew that nothing would ever happen between them. But each time he sees the man he can he’ll but close up, getting flustered around him and skipping their meet ups every once an awhile, not wanting to be discovered about his attraction towards his Professor. Eddie knew he is to keep these feelings deep down and ignore them, but each time the professor entered the classroom during one of their sessions—those feelings would quickly come back.

Finals was this week before the year was over, Eddie had already taken his tests from other classes and won’t be getting the results back until summer break hits. So far, Professor Y/n’s class is the only one he had left, which is why he’s sitting in the middle row, watching Y/n as he passed out the test.

“Again, this test is worth half of your grade—once you complete the test feel free to bring it up to my desk and you are free to go. Your final grade will be provided before summer break hits.” Y/n hands the sheets out, reaching Eddie’s row as he sets the test in front of him. A small grin on Y/n’s lips. “Good luck.” He whispered before he continued handing the tests.

Once everyone and their final, Y/n stands in front of the class. “You have to rest of the class hour to get this complete. Good luck and begin.” He gives everyone a smile before the sound of rustling pages is heard throughout the room. Every student focusing on their own work while Eddie tapped his pencil, reading the passages and writing down his answers, he tries his best to take his time but his anxiety was making things worse, causing him to rush through the test.

Y/n was silently walking down the rows, keeping a close eye on all of his students. He held a book in hand that he wound read every once an awhile before focusing back on the class. After thirty minutes a few of his students have already finished, moving up to the front and placing their papers on his desk. Little by little the classroom grew smaller, students were finishing up and leaning the class.

As the room continued to grow empty, only six of his students were left and one of them was Eddie. Who sat alone in his room, focusing hard on his test. A pencil in hand and another tucked behind his ear while holding a concentrated expression. Y/n sighs nervously, moving to the front of the class to organize the papers, receiving the last few tests to the point where Eddie was the last to finish.

Eddie approaches Y/n. A completed test in hand as he holds it out to him. Y/n smiles and gently takes it. “If you want I can grade it right now?” He offers.

Eddie nervously shakes his head. “No, I’d rather wait.”

“Sounds find to me.” Y/n can tell how nervous Eddie is, so he randomly sticks his test in between the others. Letting him know that his test won’t be the first or the last to be graded.

“Enjoy your break, Eddie.”

Eddie’s breath hitched. “I—thank you for your help. I really enjoyed our time.” Eddie couldn’t say if he was ever going to see Y/n again, either he passed or failed the class he wouldn’t be seeing y/n again or spending anymore time with him. So, he enjoyed their last moments in his office before the final hit.

“Have a great summer Professor Y/n.” Eddie adds before rushing out of the classroom and heading back to his dorm room. His results won’t be come in until two days before break hits, giving him time to pack up his things and getting ready to visit Hawkins for the next few months. As Eddie walked further away from his classes and closed to his room, his anxiety was slowly seeping away. The minute he’s inside he’s quick to grab the radio from his night stand and reach out to Dustin to confirm their summer plans.

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“The king is here!”

Eddie laughs as a group of teenagers throw themselves on him, hugging him and laughing in joy of seeing him again. He smiles widely when he pulls away from Dustin’s grip, holding him by the shoulders. “Never change Henderson, looks like you kept that promise.”

He flicks Dustin’s hat, causing the kid to laugh.

He’s quick to greet the others, giving Mike and Lucas a welcome hug. Eddie was considered an adult and if people knew that he hung out with teenagers younger than him, they’ll continue to find ways to avoid him and keep everyone away from him. But Eddie wasn’t the only adult who hung around them. Steve, Nancy, and Robin also grew close of the teens, after being on the upside down together it somehow brought them closer.

“Are you staying at your uncles?”

Dustin asks, following Eddie who rounded his van and pulling the side door open. “Nope.” He responds, pulling a bag towards him and unzipping it. “My uncle is gonna be gone for the whole month—got a special job of some sorts.” He shrugs his shoulders. “I’m going to be staying at a Motel for the first month and then I’ll be back with my uncle.”

Dustin frowns. “You’ll be okay on your own?” Dustin knew the terror Eddie went through when the town started coming after him, the poor man couldn’t go anywhere alone. But Eddie knew he can handle the town on his own if anything were to happen.

“I’ll be fine. I’ve dealt with monsters, I think I can handle Hawkins.” Eddie gives dustin a reassuring smile. He didn’t want to upset the kid after traveling so far to see him again.

“If you say so.” Dustin brushes off his concerns. “How were finals?” He finally asks while watching Eddie empty out his bag with some of his belongings, mainly food and water was in the bag he unzipped. “Good.” Eddie’s smile falters a little as he remembers waking up early on the day of test scores, rushing out of his dorm to get to the office on time where he was given his final grades.

Eddie had passed all of his classes, including Y/n’s. He didn’t know how to feel at the thought of never seeing the Professor again, well, not really, he still saw him everyone once awhile in the building but being able to speak with him again in private is something he won’t be able to do again.

He was upset on the ride here but was quick to tell himself that nothing was ever going to happen in the first place.

“I’ll be graduating next year.”

Dustin grows happy for him, knowing that he’ll be graduating soon.

“Anyways, what are the plans?”

Dustin nods. “It looks like we are still going to our camping trip for the week. Steve wants us go all meet at his house and drop our stuff off their, will be staying the week there until it’s time for us to head out.”

“Wait, I thought Steve said that he was having a guest over?”

“Yeah, well, this guest of his will be staying at his place for a month. Steve’s parents aren’t home but are letting this guy stay their to release some stress from work—whoever the hell he is.”

“And he’s gonna be okay with a house packed full of kids and adults?”

Dustin glared at Eddie. “I’m not a kid.” He bites out. Eddie can only roll his eyes as he closed the door from his van. “Well, I guess I’ll be spending the week with you all before getting my room for the month.” With that, Eddie begins to help the teenagers and loading their stuff into his van since he was the one driving them to Steve’s place. He helps Lucas and Mike with their things before they head out to pick up Will, El, and Jonathan. He’s told that the rest of the others would meet up at Steve’s.

So, he makes multiple trips around the neighborhood, picking everyone up and driving to Steve’s House. “Damn, Steve lives here?” Eddie whistles as he parks the van on the side of the road.

“Steve’s parents are rich.” Mike is quick to say as everyone gets out of the van. Eddie chuckles between groans as he steps out of the car and starts to stretch, popping his muscles and sighing in relief.

“Alright,” He watches the others unload the van. “I’ll go let Steve know that we are here.” He lets the others know before heading towards the door, giving it a few knocks as he waits, placing his hands on his hips and gazing at the others over his shoulder. Watching the teens argue with each other when they find out that they forget to pack certain things. Eddie smiles to himself before the door unlocks.

Eddie turns back around. “Hey Steve, where do you want the little lambs to put their—“

Eddie froze, stuttering as his eyes widen. When they land on his Professor, standing on the other side of the door wearing casual clothes, looking like a normal human being and not someone who always wore fancy clothes to class.

“Eddie?”

“Professor.” He breaths out in shock.

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Always You | Steve Harrington

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Male! Henderson reader

Warnings: two boys making love (not so smut)

This story takes place in Season 2

Female readers DNI

You and Steve became really close when you teamed up to help Dustin and the other kids because of these bullshit monsters. However, you are used to it because in the beginning you already knew this when you also helped your little brother and his friends when searching for Will, and also met Eleven or El.

Like Dustin and Will, who are best friends, you are also close with Jonathan. You don’t care about what the others say about you and Jonathan, “if you’re a loser then I’m a loser as well”, you told him that when he questioned you the first time you befriended him. You were also there for him when his little brother went missing, the two of you helped each other to find Will, and the two of you fought Tommy H and Steve.

You can take all the hurtful words or insults about you, but once they include your family, mostly Dustin, you lost it and you will fight back. When Tommy H said something rude about Dustin, you punched him and almost broke his nose as the doctor saw a small crack on his nose. With that, Tommy H didn’t dare to come near you, look at you, and didn’t tell anything about Dustin.

You really didn’t care about Steve at all. Why? Of course, he was a jerk, and yeah, he was also called King Steve due to his high popularity. But in the end, you started to like Steve after he helped Jonathan from the monster in Byers’ house when you, Jonathan, and Nancy set a trap for the monster. Your affection toward Steve got higher when he and Nancy gave Jonathan a new camera at Christmas.

You and Steve became friends as well and you were fascinated by how fast you and Steve became close like you and Jonathan are. Are you complaining? Of course, no.

At the Halloween party, when Nancy told Steve that she didn’t have feelings for him, you stayed with Steve to comfort him. That night, you realized you started to like him romantically as you saw how much he deserved love and affection.

After the incident between Steve and Nancy, you felt Steve became more comfortable around you but you could still see the sadness in his eyes and you knew that he was still recovering from the pain he endured. You wanted so bad to kiss him and cuddle him in your arms. You wanted so badly to confess your feelings for him, wishing that Steve would do the same thing, but it was very impossible for him to do that.

You also saw how Steve cared for your little brother as well. You knew that Dustin was aware of your feelings for Steve. Dustin knew your feelings for Steve since Halloween. When Steve confessed that he started to have romantic feelings for you, you refused to believe him because of the fears you had. You and Steve faced and fought together the Demodogs despite the tension between the two of you.

~ ~ ~

A month later, Hawkins Lab had finally shut down, thanks to Jonathan and Nancy. They had a tape to exposed the lab of the death of Nancy’s best friend, Barbara Holland that they had covered up. You have been avoiding Steve, still refusing to believe his feelings for you. Dustin had been pushing you to talk to Steve but you didn’t listen to him.

The night before the Snow Ball, Nancy and Jonathan both asked you if you could help and accompany them to the Snow Ball, which you gratefully accepted it.

On the night of Snow Ball, Nancy is at the drinks table while you and Jonathan help each other with the pictures. You look around and notice Dustin hasn’t arrived yet. You know that Steve will pick Dustin up at your house and drops him off.

Dustin’s friends are already here including Max, waiting for Dustin. Soon, you see him as he arrives, walking over to his friends. You’re also as shocked as his friends when you see what Dustin looks like. You remember Steve gave your little brother some advice as he asked Steve on how to attract girls due to Dustin’s crush on Max, and also revealed what he uses on his hair. You didn’t expect Dustin will take Steve’s advice.

You can’t help but chuckle, not because Dustin looks horrible but because he looks so cute and neat. You then hear Jonathan clearing his throat, grabbing your attention.

“So, Nancy told me something about you and Steve,” Jonathan starts. “According to Nancy, you’d been avoiding Steve. What happened?”

You sigh, frowning. “I refused to believe his feelings for me. I refused to believe that he’s attracted to someone like me even though he made it clear that he was over with Nancy.”

Jonathan studies your face for a moment before speaking again. “You have fear, haven’t you?”

Biting your lower lip, you nod. “Y-yeah. I fear what will his parents’ reaction when they learn that their son is attracted to a guy and not a girl and I fear for Steve’s reputation.”

“Y/N, who was the one who went to my house bravely to apologize after what he had done to me?”

“Steve.”

“Who bravely helped us from the Demogorgons to put it on the trap?”

“Steve.”

“Who was the one who came with you and Dustin to find Dart?”

“Steve.”

“Who was with you, Dustin, and his friends when you went to the tunnel?”

“Steve.”

“Exactly. It’s Steve. He’s brave and I know he will risk everything to be with you. Confessing his feelings for you shows how he’s really brave. You have feelings for him as well. Go and tell him. I know you really want to give Steve the love and affection he deserves. Yes, he deserved that, and you’re the only one who can give that.”

“All the things you do for love,”

Jonathan nods. “Exactly.”

You stare at him, repeating the words he just told you. All the things you do for love echo in your brain repeatedly. Jonathan is right. Risk is part of love, therefore love is for brave people, like Steve. At this moment, you want to be with Steve, and you also know that he wants you to be with him as well. Every beat of your heart belongs to him and only him.

“Okay. I’ll talk to him.” you finally say.

Jonathan smiles proudly. “That’s what I’m talking about.”

“Y/N?”

You turn around and see Dustin walking over to you.

“Dustin,” you greet him with a smile. “Look nice and neat there. I can’t still believe you did that to your hair.”

“I know,”

“So, what’s up?”

“You know, Steve is waiting for you outside. He’s actually hoping you will talk to him since it’s been a month.” He tells you. “Come on, you can’t avoid him forever.”

You then look at Jonathan, who’s giving you an encouraging smile, then look back at Dustin, who’s giving you a hopeful look.

“It’s okay, Y/N. I’ll take Dustin home in case you decide to spend with Steve.” Jonathan says, patting you on the shoulder.

“…Okay. I’ll see you then.”

Dustin then smiles widely at your words. You say your goodbyes to Jonathan and Dustin. You pat Dustin on the cheek before walking away and start making your way out of the school. As you step outside, you look around, searching for Steve, and finally spot him. His back is facing you as he’s leaning against the car. Breathing heavily, you start walking over to him.

“You aren’t really stopping, are you?” You speak as you near him.

He turns around at the sound of your voice. You give him a small smile.

“Y/N,” he breathes.

Your heart melts at Steve’s saying your name.

“I still can’t believe what happened to my little brother, you know, and I don’t need to know who is behind that.” you slowly walk closer to him.

He chuckles. “Y-yeah. How have you been, by the way?”

You shrug. “Still not over you. Well, I tried to actually.”

He widens his eyes. He opens his mouth to say something but closes it again since he’s not sure what he’s going to say or what he can say or reply. As if you can feel his blank thoughts, you speak up again.

“Can we go somewhere?” you ask.

“Y-yeah,” he stutters. “My house, if you want.”

“As long as I’m with you,” you nod.

You smile as he smiles. The two of you climb into the car and leave the school as Steve drives away. The two of you are quiet for the rest of the ride, it’s not because it’s awkward but it’s because you both appreciate each other’s presence again. You didn’t question Steve if his parents are there in his house, you know his parents are barely in the house.

~ ~ ~

You two sit down on his bed. You two are sitting close that your shoulders are brushing against each other.

“Did you mean it?” you ask him.

Steve knows what you’re referring to so he speaks. “Yeah, every word I told.”

You nod and you can hear the sincerity in his sweet voice. “Why me?” Steve looks at you, furrowing his eyebrows. “Why me, Steve?”

You slowly look at him, meeting his eyes. He looks away from you, he looks down at his hands and plays with his fingers. You wait for him to answer your question. “I don’t know also. I don’t know what did I do to fall for you. Maybe I let myself fall for you because you’re the one for me. You are kind, sweet, brave, and smart. When I made it clear to you that I was over with Nancy and accepted the fact that Nancy and I weren’t meant to be, I meant it. Maybe you’re really the one for me. Maybe our hearts match. Before I accepted that I like you romantically, I also tried to push my romantic feelings for you but I couldn’t. But I found myself you’re my drug, it made me crazy because I really really like you.”

“S-Steve, what about your parents? What will they gonna do if they find out about you having romantic feelings for a guy, mostly about me?”

Steve shakes his head, and he slowly puts his hand on mine, intertwining our fingers. “I don’t care about that. Even though my dad beat me or kick me out of the house, my feelings for you won’t change or go away.”

“Oh, Steve,” you close your eyes, letting your tears roll down on your cheeks. You then feel a hand on your cheeks and a thumb that wipes your tears. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry about trying to push you away because of your feelings for me. I’m so sorry for not believing your feelings for me because I was so scared because of your reputation.”

“Don’t be sorry, Y/N. I understand,” he whispers as he presses his forehead against yours.

Your hand wraps around Steve’s wrist, the one on your cheeks, and you both stay like that for a moment before Steve speaks, breaking the silence between the two of you.

“May I kiss you?”

You chuckle. “Of course, you can.”

With that, Steve presses his lips against yours, kissing you with so much passion. You immediately kiss him back as you cup his face with both of your hands, and Steve moves his hands to wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. You two continue kissing and soon your kiss turns into a heated one. You let him deepen the kiss as you open your mouth wider to let his tongue enters your mouth, and with that, your tongues brush against each other.

You feel his hand grabs your thigh and you didn’t waste time straddling him. Soon, your lips move down on his jaw to his neck, kissing them passionately. Steve raises his head to give you more access to his neck, he pushes your suit jacket down to remove it, and you let him.

You stop to pull back for him to remove his red sweater, and as he throws his red sweater on the floor, you let your eyes examine his beautiful body. You slowly let your fingers roam around his chest and stomach, feeling how strong he is. When you meet his eyes while you continue running your fingers on his chest and stomach, Steve is looking at you with hungry eyes.

You slowly lift your hands on your shirt and start unbuttoning them without looking away from Steve. You can’t help but blush at the way he looks at you, your heart starts beating fast, and you wonder if he can hear it since his face is closer to your chest.

Steve softly grabs your face with both of his hands, he kisses you as you throw your shirt on the floor, and he starts kissing your exposed skin as he moves down his lips to your jaw, neck, and chest. You moan softly when you feel his tongue on your nipples.

Soon, you two remove your pants and no longer wear any clothes as the two of you are in the sheets together. You love the feeling of Steve’s skin against yours. You love his naked body on you.

Your lips are Steve’s favorite thing on his lips and body. Your lips are like a drug, he will have and use this for the rest of his life. The two of you spend the rest of the night under the sheets. Naked and holding each other.

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