#eddie THEE munson here!

[missingexaltation]

My random Eddie headcanons of the day.

Eddie didn't graduate second time around because he was beaten up and in hospital for a while (meanwhile, the jocks who put him there got full scholarships to college and Eddie is still bitter about it).

He and Wayne used to live in a smallish house but they had to move to the trailer park because of Eddie's medical bills. That's also when Wayne started working the night shift, as he got more money.

Eddie started selling drugs after meeting 'Reefer Rick' at the trailer park, who suggested it to him as a way to keep people off his back. He generally only sells beginner weed, but at high prices...the rich kids who buy it don't know any different and assume it's the good shit. He gives his profits to Wayne, even though he tries to refuse them.

Wayne made a point of instilling it into Eddie's head to always be clean and in clean clothes ('we might live in a trailer, boy, but we ain't trailer trash'). His stuff is always ripped and second hand, but not dirty.

The high school students are divided on their opinions of him. Some are scared of him, but most think he's hilarious. He's not actually unpopular, just his hobbies are.

Most of the teachers are infuriated with him as he's gleefully disruptive, but he's always got the right answer. He could be near top of the class if he actually concentrated (Eddie says he can't because of his 'head injuries' from being hospitalised, but that's bullshit).

Eddie got invited to a fair few parties, and usually took his acoustic guitar with him to play in the backyard or a quiet room. It helps him get laid, as the girls really seem to like watching him play.

He does like guys more than girls, but finding a guy in Hawkins is weirdly terrifying to him, so he sticks to what he knows works, for now. Once he graduates, however...all bets are off.

He's been propositioned by a few of the jocks' girlfriends behind their backs. He usually does sleep with them as it has the added bonus of getting one over on the group that he hates. They haven't found out yet though, as far as he knows.

After the whole Vecna thing, Jeff and Gareth were first shocked and happy that Eddie was alive and fine, but then absolutely INFURIATED when they realised it had reignited Eddie's crush on Harrington, but tenfold. (Holy shit Eddie, get the fuck out of my sight. I can't even look at you man, you're a fucking disgrace).

The government spun a tale about how Max, Eddie and Steve had been taken captive by the 'serial killer' that had killed the other three students. Their injuries were enough to convince people that it was true.

#eddie munson #steddie #corroded coffin #stranger things headcanon #Wayne Munson #i just think Eddie has a weird dislike of jocks and sports...so here's a reason why #also the idea of him sleeping with their girlfriends to get back at them makes me laugh #then hilariously he falls (again) for THEE jock...Stevie boy himself

[lipglossanon]

Eddie Munson would love Medieval Times and this is a hill I will lie on

#yes #I know the saying is this is the hill I will die on #but lie is funnier to me and i stand by that #lmao #im sleepy and starting to get silly #lipglossanonrambles #eddie munson #stranger things #medieval times #I can totally picture him and steve in that scene from the cable guy #come back here so I may brain thee!! #oh! and Matthew Broderick’s character is called Steve so it’s a match made in heaven lmao #steve harrington #lipglossanonspeaks

[lazer-meme]

love love love steddie + supportive wanye

thinking about wayne and eddie going on an annual fishing trip (like thee Munson Men Annual Fishing Trip™️) just like a little weekend away. and the first one is coming up after eddie and steve starts dating. over breakfast eddie jokingly complains about having to go and tries to get out of it. but wayne is used to his dramatics so he just gives hmms when appropriate because eddie’s whole spiel never got him out of it before and he tells eddie that.

steve watches the whole exchange with amusement when wayne asks if he’s looking forward to it. and he’s like ??? because he assumed it was just a wayne and eddie thing. and wayne is like i just told eddie all munsons must go can’t get out of it kid.

steve gets flustered and is internally is like oh??? all munsons,,,

or like after the trip a neighbor asks wayne if they caught anything and he pulls out his wallet to show a picture they took on the trip. wayne passes it with ‘here’s a picture of my boys’ and to steve’s surprise it’s a picture of both him and eddie with their biggest catch.

and just idk wayne casually accepting steve into their family and throwing steve off guard with it.

#wayne actually keeps that picture in his wallet for the fish only he stares at it lovingly #i just love the thought of wayne ‘women love me fish fear me’ munson he doesn’t play around about his fish #which makes him inviting steve to the trip even more meaningful #also the steddie picture has them BIG CHEESEING in it like imagine their smiles the equivalent of those toddlers smiles #idk i like the idea of a cute steddie fishing picture because when i think of fishing pictures #i think of those unfortunate ones on straight men’s dating profiles so like #BAM! im making that cute and gay instead #also with these lil earnest moments eddie is always in the background like damn the old man is practically proposing for me #stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #wayne munson

[piratefishmama]

Finders Givers | Part 3

To call them out of place would be an understatement.

Neither of the two in the lobby looked like they belonged there. Eddie in his ratty, torn at the knee jeans, rings, chains, band tee, and leather jacket, and Chrissy… well, Chrissy could probably look like she belonged if she’d dressed up a little, but she’d pulled her cosiest sweater over her head, a comfortable, cream coloured, crocheted sweater, a house warming gift from Mrs Jablonski next door when they’d moved in during a real cold snap a few winters back, and she’d wiggled her butt into a pair of Eddie’s old jeans.

The ones with the paint on them from when they’d painted Eddie’s room against Carl’s wishes.

Their reasoning was that Carl would never know. No matter how many times his greasy ass hinted at coming in for ‘coffee’, he was never invited in.

Her last pair of jeans were in the dirty laundry pile. She’d been meaning to force Eddie into helping her do laundry that day but alas, they were now not doing that. She didn’t think he knew he’d gotten himself out doing of laundry, but somehow it was still funny that he’d managed it again.

But it didn’t matter, there was nobody really there besides the secretary and she’d offered them coffee and pastries. Rather than looking at them strangely she’d offered hospitality and kindness, so now they had coffee and pastries, because Eddie was not about to turn down fancy free food from a kindly mother type.

It’d been twenty minutes already. Their pastries and coffees were done and gone.

Eddie was about to call it and leave, loud in his objection of being ignored by the high ups, when Chrissy sat up straighter, her eyes zeroing in on what would undoubtedly be a mini-boss in a video game.

Or maybe the ‘sudden Latin choir’ version of the main boss, and she walked through the double doors, both swinging open like Aragon shoving his way through the doors at Helms Deep and Chrissy was so very unprepared to witness her very own Aragon that early after student night shots.

Woman’s cheekbones alone could probably kill them both.

Eddie said nothing, he just gave her a gentle pat on the shoulder, he figured she’d appreciate that. She reached up and patted the hand he’d left there in support. She appreciated it.

“Mr and… Mrs—?”

“Ew no.”

And the hand atop his own was gone, pulled away, Chrissy’s awed expression replaced with one that read ‘I’m offended’ better than any angry white suburban mother of four with her minivan, concave cut, and bad dye job could possibly verbalise. “That was quick.”

“I’m gay what do you want from me?” Eddie looked up at the boss lady with what he hoped to be a disarming grin “Eddie Munson, this is Chrissy, Chrissy Cunningham, my single best friend, and platonic life partner.” He slipped that single in there so smoothly, gave himself a mental pat on the back for it, so smooth. He was gonna ignore Chrissy glaring at him. Boss lady just smiled, stormy eyes flicking between them as he introduced her. She seemed nice, a little mysterious. “We’re uhm, we’re here about thee uh—”

Eddie Immediately wanted to turn her into an NPC, or an actual boss. Maybe a powerful, kindly mage. An ancient druid or—

“The apartment block, right? Claudia gave us the heads up. My name is Robin Buckley I’m uh… well… I don’t really have an official title, but you can probably just call me Mr Harrington’s business partner I guess.” It was an apt title, ‘boss man’s best friend’, or ‘partner in crime’ didn’t seem nearly as professional. “Why don’t you both come with me to my office, and I can try and answer any questions you might have.” Professional yet welcoming.

Almost felt like she’d worked in customer service before.

They both rose to their feet and Robin turned back toward the door, nodding in greeting to the secretary as she walked by, both Chrissy and Eddie copying her as they hurried on through after her, through corridor after corridor, then one quick zip up the elevator and they were there, Robin once again opening both doors as she entered her office.

It was clearly a personal preference to be as dramatic as possible, it was working for her.

“Please, take a seat” They both quickly took the only two chairs on the ‘guest’ side of the desk, while Robin rounded it and took the larger chair behind it. The office was. Large. Large and full of knick-knacks. Framed pictures of actual people instead of vague ‘hotel-esque’ art, trophies, several book shelves filled with folders and thick books, a filing cabinet or two, a few plants, and huge floor to ceiling windows behind her that showed pretty much the entire city skyline. So this was how the other half lived. “Okay, I’m sure you have several questions, so… go ahead, I’ll answer what I can.”

Eddie shared a look with Chrissy, silently communicating that they probably should have come prepared with a list of things to ask but honestly neither believed they’d get this far.

They both kind of assumed they’d be told they’ve had all the information they’re getting and to just wait for more. Having a private meeting with… what was essentially the second in command of this entire company well…

“When are these renovations supposed to start and end?” Eddie asked first

“What can we expect from them?” Chrissy added

“And do we really just… not pay rent for the whole period? That’s okay?” Eddie finished. Basics, they had the basics memorized at least. The important questions.

“Ooh-ooh, will rent be the same after the renovations!? Or will this be like, a getting rid of the poor people situation?”

“Good question, Chriss”

“Thank you, I read this thing online the other day about the gentrification of poorer city spaces and—” Chrissy paused, her eyes shooting to Robin’s expectant face and then back to Eddie again “it’s not important.” She finished, she finished before she could start rambling and embarrass herself.

“Oh it’s super important to know about these things” Robin spoke up with a toothy smile, earning both Chrissy’s bashful smile and Eddie’s respect. She was subtly supportive of Chrissy’s rambling. Eddie liked her. “Not many people do, it’s a concept that only gets brought up when it’s happened and not when it’s happening right under your feet, and it’s rare people get the other side of the story, y’know the one from the people who’ve been displaced? That’s not what’s happening here though, I’ve not seen anything that’d suggest Mr Harrington’s intentions are to raise the existing costs.” She’d seen him blatantly say he hadn’t really thought about making them pay again.

“Do you think that could become his intention though?” Eddie pressed

“Nope. He has a personal interest in the building is all, the only thing I know for sure is that we’re looking to remove the negative presence from the building, it doesn’t have the best reputation, we’re aware of at least three drug dealers operating from within it.” Oh nooo, his weed, couldn’t all be sunshine and roses then. “We’re looking to remove them as soon as possible as they have blatantly broken the law and the terms of their rental agreements by engaging in illegal behaviour from within their apartments, so that will free up a few of those apartments for better tenants to move in.”

“Better tenants?”

“Law abiding ones.” Sort of. Argyle would have a cooler tenancy agreement.

“…What about ones that have history with the law?”

“We’re not here to be discriminatory, Mr Munson, this company… we believe in second chances.” Munson… Munson… where did she know that name from? She knew that name, and he did look… familiar. She shook her head, not important. “If you’ve had criminal charges in the past then you’ve had criminal charges in the past, that’s the past, it’s history, it doesn’t affect the now. But to put your mind at ease, you’re not on our list of offenders, or you’d have been served an eviction notice by now.”

Chrissy sat up straighter, as if a lightbulb went off in her head. “Everyone on the second floor is okay, right? We know Mick an Dottie in seven are a little sketchy but—”

“Second floor is okay, we’re not evicting anyone from the second floor, it’s mainly the fourth floor we’re concerned about.” She was so lucky she’d memorized half the shit she’d received that morning. Got just enough in the old brain to appear confident in what she was saying. “As for your other questions, we don’t… actually know when the renovations are due to begin, we’re in negotiations with a few contractors right now to get the work started, once we confirm that, we’ll have a more solid timeline to communicate with you, it’ll be full renovations, kitchens, bathrooms, bedrooms, electrics, plumbing, the whole shebang. But yeah, no, we don’t expect you to pay any rent for the whole period.”

“…I feel like that’s a trap.” Eddie finally spoke up, a small frown on his face that robin mirrored “shit like that just doesn’t happen, man. It doesn’t. Big companies like this, they don’t just forgive the little guys debts, they hold em over your head until you’re drowning, then they tie cement to your feet to hold you there in the deep end.”

At least she looked sympathetic, her expression softening, she wasn’t taking offense. It almost felt like she understood his hesitation. “I was a little stumped myself, it’s… not the best business decision. I’m gonna be honest with you, I advised against the rent forgiveness, it’s a lot of money to just throw away” And they were just throwing it away “—given we don’t know how long these renovations are going to take, but… it’s the one thing Steve stuck to. Wouldn’t budge on it. Said we were disrupting your lives so you should at least be able to treat yourselves during the chaos” Nancy’s words maybe, but Steve agreed with them “and unfortunately for our bank balance… the decision is ultimately Steve’s to make, his office is above mine.”

She could sass him all she liked, Steve was in charge. If he wanted to make decisions and mistakes based on a depressing wallet and a crush well, that was Steve’s choice, his was the name on the company logo.

“And the rent will stay the same at $595 after the renovations?”

“Ye—”

“Absolutely!” And the doors burst open, startling all three people within the office, revealing probably the most beautiful human being Eddie had ever seen in his life dressed in clothes that'd probably cost more than they'd ever paid in rent combined. Could have sworn he’d seen him before though. One does not just forget a face that pretty.

“Steve, I thought I told you to knock!”

“I own the building, I can do what I want. Hello! I’m—” frozen, he was frozen, eyes wide as they took in the two other occupants in the room. The two guests from the apartment block. It could have been anyone, anyone in that block. “… Steve Harrington.” But it was him. “It’s uhm… it’s nice to meet you” said directly to Eddie, and then as if he remembered Chrissy was there, quickly added “both. Nice to meet you both, hello, hi.” Robin’s palm met her forehead in an echoing splat. “What was I saying?”

Her head met the desk. It all becoming painfully clear. Eddie Munson, Edward Munson, Thee Edward Joseph Munson. Owner of the most depressing wallet in the history of wallets.

Part 5

#PirateWrites #FindersGiversFiclet #Steddie #Mob Boss Steve Harrington #No Upside Down AU #Shady!Steve #CW: light-hearted stalker vibes

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

The Right Place in Time

Summary: What if Steve was in the woods with Chrissy and Eddie getting weed for his headaches?

Chapter one

Chapter two

Chapter Three

Steve was on a high. They were all spilling out into the parking lot, talking about how awesome Lucas was. Eddie was hanging off of Steve, both of them beaming with pride. Suddenly, Lucas came rushing at them, grinning widely. Mike and Dustin were the first ones to hug him.

"You were so awesome!" Dustin exclaimed while Mike nodded eagerly. "I'm so glad we didn't miss this."

The rest of Hellfire followed, ending with Steve and Eddie hugging him both.

"Your mother and I are so proud of you!" Eddie said, pinching his cheeks.

"Thanks, dad," Lucas said sarcastically and paused. "I'm glad you guys are getting along."

"Well, Stevie here really put me in my place," Eddie grinned. "Apparently, he collects lost sheep just like I do."

They were having such a good moment, too. Until Jason Carver showed up to ruin it.

"Hey, Sinclair, are these freaks bothering you?" Jason asked him, as if he were doing Lucas a favor.

"No," he replied.

"Cause if they were - "

"They're my friends," Lucas said quickly.

"You're friends with them?" Jason asked.

"I'm in Hellfire too," he replied proudly.

"You never said - " Jason said furiously.

"You never asked," Lucas replied.

"You're so off the team," Jason snarled.

"There's no rules that say he can't play basketball and be in Hellfire, Jason," Chrissy said, coming up behind him. "It was this kind of reaction that he was afraid, which probably led him to not telling you. Besides, you don't have the power to kick him off."

"Chrissy! Babe - "

"Don't you 'babe' me!" Chrissy scowled at him. "I dumped your ass, remember?"

"Are you really defending these guys, Chris? Did they brainwash you?" Jason asked.

"The only brainwashing that happened with me was at the hands of you and my mother. You two were planning my entire life for me!" Chrissy snapped at him.

"We only wanted what was best for you," Jason said.

"By making every little decision for me? What I ate, what I wore?" Chrissy asked. "Fuck that. Fuck you."

"This is your fault," Jason snarled at Eddie. "If your life wasn't hell before - "

"Hey!" Chrissy snapped, stepping close to him, looking deadly. "If you even think about hurting them or go anywhere near them, I will show everyone that picture I took of you. . . I mean, everyone."

"You said you burned that," Jason scowled.

"I took two pictures, Jason," Chrissy said sweetly. "They're off limits, understand?"

"Fine, if you want to be Satan's slut - "

Chrissy fist swung out and slammed into his face. Everyone yelled out in surprise. Jason looked at her with wide eyes, his nose bleeding.

"Being Satan's slut sounds a hell of a lot better than being your little bitch," Chrissy snapped.

Jason scowled, tears in his eyes, and stormed off. Once he was gone, Chrissy clutched her fist, wincing.

"Damn, Chrissy," Eddie grinned as he took her hand, massaging her knuckles.

"I never punched anyone before. It fucking hurts," Chrissy replied and then she watched as the members of Hellfire started to kneel before her. "Uh, what are they doing?"

"All hail Chrissy, Queen of the Freaks," Eddie said and kneeled before her, holding her hand. "We gladly bestow this title upon you, honor bound by your heroics. We thank thee for defending us, our brave Lady of Hellfire."

"Oh my god!" Someone from the parking lot called out. "Eddie Munson's proposing to Chrissy Cunningham!"

"Nope! Nope!" Eddie said quickly and stood up. "That is not what's happening here!"

Chrissy giggled as the person ran off.

"Guys!" The person yelled. "Chrissy defended Eddie Munson against Jason, and now Eddie's asking her to marry him!"

Eddie shrieked and went to chase after the person, but Chrissy pulled him back.

"It's too late, Eddie. They're gone," she laughed. "Besides, it would piss my mother off to hear that we're engaged."

"Well, I do love to piss off controlling parents," Eddie grinned. "Now, how far are you willing to go to piss her off?"

"All the way down the aisle, baby," Chrissy said. "Ooh, even better if I'm very pregnant with your kid."

"Excuse me?" Steve asked.

"Aw, I think he's feeling left out again," Chrissy said.

"Ooh, even better if Steve’s the father of our baby," Eddie said.

"Scandalous!" She gasped.

"Oh, he's thinking about it," Dustin said, pointing at his face. "You can see it in his eyes."

Steve scowled and swiped at his hand as everyone laughed. He was rolling his eyes at them all, but there was a warmth blooming in his chest at the sight of Eddie and Chrissy giggling together. It was quickly disturbed by Robin coming over to the group.

"I just heard a weird rumor that Eddie Munson proposed to Chrissy Cunningham after she kicked Jason Carver's ass. How true is that?" Robin asked the group.

"Well, she definitely punched Jason in the face," Steve smirked proudly. "But the other thing is a misunderstanding."

Suddenly, Vickie was pushing herself through the group to get to Chrissy.

"I heard you're engaged to Eddie, Chrissy. What the hell?" Vickie asked breathlessly.

"Damn, that kid worked fast," Jeff said.

"It's just a rumor, Vickie," Chrissy said. "I did punch Jason though."

"Thank God, I hated guy," Vickie said, and then she noticed Robin standing next to her. "Oh, hey, Robin."

"Hey, Vickie," Robin smiled, her cheeks turning pink.

"Chrissy's my cousin," she explained.

"Oh, I didn't know that, that's cool," Robin said. "Very cool."

"Yeah."

"Yeah."

Steve smiled at the exchange. Judging by the way Vickie was looking at Robin, she was very interested.

"You know, we could stand around in the parking lot, or we could go and celebrate Lucas's victory," Jeff said, clapping his hands together.

Nancy approached the group, looking frazzled.

"Well, Mike can't go anywhere. He's got a bedtime tonight," Nancy said.

"Oooh," Jeff, Frank, and Gareth said in unison.

"Shut up!" Mike snapped. "Nancy!"

"What? You've been looking forward to seeing your girlfriend for a while now," Nancy said. "Say goodnight, Mike."

"Can you stop treating me like a little kid?" Mike asked.

"Maybe if you stopped acting like one," Nancy said. "I've been looking for you everywhere."

They all watched in amusement as the siblings bickered all the way to her car.

"Well, Mike's out. Anyone else?" Frank asked.

"Well, I got a deal with Chrissy that we still want to make, right?" Eddie asked.

"I mean, did you want to celebrate first? I would be down with that too," Chrissy asked.

"Hell yeah!" Eddie exclaimed.

"We could also fully initiate Chrissy as our queen," Lucas snickered.

"And officially welcome Steve as Hellfire's den mother. He does make the brownies I bring," Dustin laughed.

"You make them? What's your secret?" Eddie asked with narrowed eyes.

"You have to be a Harrington to know the recipe," Steve said.

"Quick, Chrissy, marry Steve and then tell me the recipe!" Eddie exclaimed, and she laughed. "Hell. You know, what? If I marry you, Steve, then can I know your recipe? I would be even more eager to do it knowing how illegal it is."

He wiggled his eyebrows at Steve.

"It'd been even more illegal if we all married each other," Chrissy giggled.

"That's polygamy, Chrissy," Dustin said matter of factly.

"I know," Chrissy whispered. "I'm a polygamist."

"Oh! That's cool," Dustin said, glancing at Steve and Eddie, who were sharing an amused look. "Oh! That explains so much now."

"My mother always hated when I learned what that word meant," Chrissy said. "I think that's why she's so hard on me."

"Your heart has always been big enough for more than one person," Vickie grinned.

"Come on, let's go celebrate!" Chrissy grinned excitedly. "Wait. . .where are we going?"

"Skull Rock," Eddie grinned.

"Isn't that where people like to make out?" Steve asked.

"That's where you like to make out," Eddie grinned. "It's where Corroded Coffin likes to party."

Chrissy let out a whoop and began doing cart wheels in the parking lot. Steve watched on, smiling at her as her flips got more impressive. Other people still loitering in the parking lot started to cheer her on, and then she stopped. She spread her arms out wide and started to spin around. Steve’s eyes focus on her smile and the way her hair flips around her, the lights overhead lighting her up. It was almost as if she was glowing and the way she moved. . .it was almost magical. Suddenly, the lights started to flicker. The bulb needed to be changed.

"I'm free as a bird," she yelled out and for a moment her eyes landed on Steve as well as Eddie.

Suddenly, she stopped, her back to them, and her arms flopped to her side. She wasn't moving at all now, and the lights were flickering in more than one spot.

"Chrissy?" Steve called out.

Chapter Four

#stranger things #stranger things s4 #eddie munson #joseph quinn #eddie stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson lives #steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #chrissy cunningham x eddie munson #hellcheer #chrissy cunningham x steve harrington #cheerscoops #chrissy cunningham x steve harrington x eddie munson #hellcheerington #steddissy #bisexual steve harrington #bisexual eddie munson #bisexual chrissy cunningham #bi4bi4bi #stranger things fanfiction

[edsloveydove]

First Time

summary: eddie shows up at the harrington’s house looking for steve but ends up finding his sister instead, she invites him in to hang out. nothing more, just to hang out…

pairing: eddie munson x harrington sister reader

word count: 3.2k

warnings: 18+ smut!! this is my first time writing smut so it may be really bad, you have to be 18 or older to interact with this, you’re blocked if your age isn’t marked, y’all know the drill, slight daddy kink (said one time), female reader, virgin reader, kinda teasing, oral (f receiving), praise kink, pet names (honey, baby, sweetheart), nipple play (?), dumbification a little, poorly edited (i got tired), Y/N is used a few times, cursing, lemme know if i missed anything !

A knock on the door interrupts your cooking. You step away from the stove that holds a pan of cheap mac and cheese, turning off the burner quickly as you walk towards the entrance to your house. 

“Hey Stevie, I brought a couple of movies with- Oh. Uh, sorry. I expected your brother, uh, is he here?” Eddie Munson stands in the doorway with a plastic bag in his hands. 

“No, he went out to the store or something, sorry,” you stand somewhat awkwardly, not knowing if you should invite him in or not. You had no idea when Steve would be coming back or even if he would be tonight. 

“Oh man, we were supposed to hang out tonight,” Eddie pouts dramatically. “Do you know when he’ll be back?”

“No, sorry. You can…you can come in though if you want. He might show up soon?” you phrase the last part as a question, having no clue where Steve even was. 

The truth was, you’ve always thought Eddie was cute. You only ever really saw him when Steve was around, only hanging out when it was just the two of you maybe once or twice, so there was no real chance to explore that part of your friendship with him, sadly. 

He was always sweet to you though, including you in conversation and making sure you were part of the group. You had even entrusted your drink to him a couple of times when going to the restroom during a party. 

So maybe you did invite him in under the guise that Steve would be back soon just so you could spend time with him alone. Maybe. 

“You really don’t mind?” Eddie asks with a goofy grin that looks almost shy.

“Be my guest,” you say, extending your arm in a dramatic fashion. 

“Thank you, m’lady,” he bows and waltzes into your house, placing the grocery bag on the table before sitting on the couch. 

You follow after him, stopping in the kitchen to fill two bowls with the macaroni, assuming Eddie would be hungry like he usually is. 

“My good sir, a Harrington delicacy for thee,” you hand him the bowl before plopping down next to him on the couch. He grins at your theatrics.

“I really hope I’m not interrupting your day by barging in here. I swear Steve and I had plans and I promise this isn’t just some weird creepy ruse to hang out with you alone. N-not that I’m creeped out by being alone with you or anything, I just don’t want to creep you out, you know? Being the town freak and everything, I don’t want you to get the wrong idea.” 

He pauses for a second while a grimace crosses his face. 

“Not that I don’t want to hang out with you alone! I mean you seem like a really funny and cool person, it’s just that we haven’t really seen each other outside of group-ish things much and I guess what I’m trying to say is, I’m glad we have a chance to get to know each other better and I hope I’m not coming across as weird?” He phrases it like a question. 

“I won’t lie to you Eddie, that was really cute. And I don’t think you’re being creepy, not even if you are the town freak,” you say with a giggle. 

“Good! I mean, uh, yeah, cool. That’s…cool.”

“You’re being so awkward right now, you’re usually so confident, do I really make you that uncomfortable?” more laughs escape your lips. 

“No! God, no! You don’t make me uncomfortable, you just…” Eddie cuts himself off. 

You put your bowl on the coffee table in front of the couch, leaning forward to take Eddie’s from his hand, doing the same. 

“I just what, Eddie?” you lean in closer to his body, acting braver than you actually are, in hopes he’ll do the same. 

He looks up at you, staring into your eyes. 

“You make me nervous, Y/N. You’re just, you’re so pretty and I guess I’ve always kinda thought you were, I just never knew how I was supposed to approach that sort of thing,” he reaches up to gently brush a piece of hair from your forehead. 

“You think I’m pretty?” you stare at him, slightly dumbfounded, already losing the fake confidence you had put on so briefly. 

“Are you fucking with me? Of course I do, you’re fucking hot. I mean, I don’t wanna sound disrespectful because if Wayne did anything he certainly knocked some manners into me, but holy shit you’re gorgeous. The way you smile when you laugh? Fucking melts my heart, Y/N.”

You blink multiple times, shocked by his confession. 

“Oh, baby, why do you look so surprised?” he asks, looking sad. 

“I just, I didn’t ever realize you saw me like that. I wish I had, because I think you’re super cute too. And not just cute, you’re funny and confident and so, so, so caring, I’ve always kinda liked you.” 

Eddie’s eyes whip to yours, lighting up. 

“Really?! Well, that’s just, that’s great. Wow. That is not what I expected would happen today when I stopped by here. Cool, cool, cool. We’re just two people who find each other attractive, hanging out together. Alone. Cool.” 

You laugh at his mumbled speech. Finding it cute how awkward he was becoming. 

“We could, uh, fill the time, you know? While we’re alone?” you say, trying to make what you want obvious. Eddie looks at you with raised eyebrows, catching onto what you’re asking for, quite easily. 

“Well, hot damn! Little Harrington’s got the hots for the town’s drug dealer and cult leader, who would've thought? You’re a naughty girl, aren’t you?” he chuckles, pulling you closer to him on the couch. 

“What if I told you I was, Munson? What are you gonna do about it?” you say, playing along with the game he’s started. You slide over and onto his lap, a thigh on each side of his waist. 

“Hm, well I don’t know, there’s lots of things I could do about it. Things with my mouth, or hands,” he brings his lips right next to your ear, whispering, “Things with my cock.” 

Your cocky grin drops into a small ‘o’ shape at his words, your eyes widening. Eddie pulls away, noticing your expression change.

“Ah, shit. That was too far wasn’t it? I’m so sorry, honey. Here, let me leave you alone, I’m so sorry, I did-” 

You cut him off by bringing your lips down on his own. He sits still for a moment, too shocked to react, before returning the kiss. 

“That was really hot, Eddie, like really hot, please don’t leave,” you rush out before diving back in for another kiss. 

He kisses back with just as much fervor, bringing his hands to run up and down your thighs, which are now barely covered due to your shorts riding up. Heavy breathing and small grunts fill the air as the two of you continue to kiss. Eddie leans in impossibly closer, biting your bottom lip, gently pulling it back while he looks in your eyes. 

“We should stop, your brother could walk in any minute. And I don’t want to push you too fast, or anything, so I should probably slow down,” Eddie grits out, resting his forehead on your shoulder. 

Your fingers tangle in his curls, nails scratching across his scalp. 

“Yeah, I probably should too.” 

And, really, you were about to pull away and stand up, maybe put away the rest of the mac and cheese and clean the dirty dishes, see if Eddie wanted to pop in one of those movies he brought. That was what you going to do, until he started sucking on your throat. 

“Eddie!” you squeal. 

“Can’t help it, honey, you smell so good,” he mumbles into your neck, continuing to suck and bite bruises into the delicate skin. 

A particularly harsh bite forces a small, barely perceptible whimper from your throat. Eddie groans in response, moving his hands to grip your ass, roughly pulling you towards him in a small grind. 

“Oh, fuck,” it’s a small and breathy response but it must do something to Eddie because his efforts multiply tenfold. His kisses start to trail down to the neckline of your shirt, his bites become more ruthless, his hands pull you back and forth on his lap. 

Sparks of arousal shoot through your core with every drag of your hips. Little ‘uh uh’ sounds from your mouth is the only noise reverberating through the room. 

“Baby, I’m not gonna be able to stop if you keep making all those pretty little sounds,” Eddie sounds almost pained at the thought. 

“What…what if I don’t want you to?” 

“Y/N, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want. I would never force you,” he says alarmed, immediately detaching his mouth from your chest where his lips had traveled. 

“I know that, Eds, I would never think that of you. I meant, what if I want you to keep going?” your eyes won’t meet his. 

“Well, then we can keep going,” he states, matter of factly. 

Eddie’s head tilts down, eyes trying to catch yours, but you keep avoiding it. 

“Why’re you getting all shy on me now, huh?” 

You’ve done…stuff before, sure. There were a few brief boyfriends during your high school years when things happened. But most of the time it was just a blow job and maybe they’d be smart enough to return the favor by way of fingering. 

But you’ve never actually done it. 

“Um, well. I just, I’ve never really done this,” your voice is lower than a whisper. 

“This is kinda new for me too, but it’ll be just like any other guy, right?” 

“No, I mean, I’ve never had sex,” you tell him, trying to be direct. 

“Oh.” 

Eddie’s eyes widen, hands floating to lay gently on your waist. 

“That’s okay. Surprising, if I’m being honest, but that’s alright. I mean…I would be honored to be your first, if you’d let me. I promise I can make it good, too. Or we can stop and not bring this up ever again and just hang out, if that’s what you want?” 

He’s so sweet, he always has been, but Eddie never fails to shock you with his kindness. If enough people in this godforsaken town would just get to know him, they’d see how wonderful he truly is. 

“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to forget this, Eds, so that’s out of the question. I don’t know if I want to go all the way yet, but can we maybe still do…things?” How he managed to make you so shy without even doing anything, is beyond you. 

“Of course! Of course we can. What do you want to do?” 

You feel stumped, the guys you’ve been with in the past never asked you what you wanted from it. 

“Well, do you want me to blow you?” you ask, sounding unsure and confused. 

“I mean that does sound nice but this is about you baby, what do you want? If that’s what you want, I’d be more than happy to oblige. Or, I could go down on you?” he wiggles his eyebrows, making the both of you giggle. 

“You would do that?” 

“Fucking gladly, I would! And any guy who refuses to or thinks it’s gross is stupid as shit.” 

“You really think that, huh?” you ask, bringing your face closer to his, rubbing your noses together gently. 

“I would do just about anything to get a taste of that sweet little pussy right now,” he growls, dragging your hips over his hard-on, making you moan. 

You go back to making out and grinding on his jean covered cock, breathy grunts and sighs filling the space between you two. You place your hands on top of Eddie’s, guiding them up your body to rest on your tits, hoping he gets the message. 

And, boy oh boy, he gets the message. His large hands cup each breast, squeezing and pulling on them as he pleases. His long fingers pull back only to travel to the end of your shirt, ripping it over your head and chucking it across the room. 

He pulls and pinches your nipples, savoring the squeaks of pleasure that leave your lips. He takes advantage of one particularly loud gasp that causes you to pull away from his lips, trailing his kisses down to your abused nipples. 

He sucks and licks them like his life depends on while you run your fingers through his hair as your head falls back, moans and whimpers leaving your mouth freely. 

“Eddie! Eddie, please,” you gasp. 

“Please what, sweetheart? Use your words,” he mumbles around your tit, looking up at you with a grin on his stupid, gorgeous face. 

“It’s..oh! S’hard…” you whine. 

“Awe, poor baby, I know you can do it. I haven’t even gotten to the part where I fuck you dumb, c’mon, now,” he grants you mercy and pulls his mouth away from your tits, not without noticing the way you shudder in delight at being called dumb. 

“Eddie, please just touch me, I need to cum, please,” tears fill your eyes, slightly, and it’s a weird sensation. You’ve never felt pleasure this intense, not even by yourself. 

“It’s okay, sweetheart, I’ll give you what you want. Lay down, there you go, I’m gonna take these off now, okay? You let me know if it gets to be too much at any point, and we’ll stop.” He pulls down your shorts, bringing your panties with them. 

Eddie groans at the sight of your puffy cunt in front of him. 

“You poor thing, you’re practically gaping already and I haven’t even touched you. Fuck, baby, this weepy little cunt is gonna drive me mad,” he leans in pressing a kiss to the top of your mound, completely avoiding where you want him most. 

“Ah! Eddie, don’t tease me, please, just do it,” you cry out. 

He laughs at your whining, and of course the little fucker notices the way it has your hole clenching. 

“Alright, alright. I think I’ve put you through enough, haven’t I? Yeah? Let’s give my sweet girl what she wants, already.” 

And with that he dives in like a man starved. 

His tongue laps at your cunt, savoring the sweetness that gathers there. He shakes his head from side to side, letting his nose rub against your clit in the most delicious way possible. 

"Fuck, baby, you taste so fuckin' good."

“Eddie, fuck! Fuck, that feels…ah! Feels so good! Don’t stop, please!” your hands trail down to run through his hair, holding his face to you. 

He moans into your pussy, enjoying this as much as you are, maybe even more. 

He pulls his mouth away, causing you to cry just a little before he brings his fingers down to your opening. Eddie pushes two fingers in at once, groaning at how tight it feels, looking up at your face to make sure it was still feeling good for you, before his lips are back on your clit, sucking gently. 

He starts to push his fingers in and out of you slowly, making sure you’re adjusted all the way before searching for that sweet, spongy spot inside. 

“C’mon, sweet girl,” he mutters, listening closely for the hitch in your breath that comes when he’s found it. “There we go, good girl, that’s it? Right? Right there for you, honey?” 

He’s still got his mouth on your clit, lapping at it lazily while he drags his fingers back and forth on your spot. His eyes are focused on your face, watching as you shy under the attention. 

“Eds, I’m so close, you’re getting me so close, I’m gonna cum!” your voice is a high pitched squeak as his actions never let up. His fingers rub back and forth on a spot that has your abdomen tightening, your clit pulses under his tongue, keening under the wet muscle. 

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Please, Eddie, please! Please, can I cum? Can I?” you don’t know why, exactly, you’re asking for permission, it just felt like the right thing in the moment. 

“Fuck, shit, yes, baby. Cum all over my fucking face, you can do it, can’t you? Yeah, you can. Go ahead and make a mess all over daddy’s face.” 

His dirty words make you clench down harder on his fingers, moaning even louder than before. He keeps moving his fingers and stroking your clit with his tongue until your body shudders with the beginning of your high. 

“There! Right there! I’m gonna, fuck! I’m gonna-!” your body wounds tight and shakes, just slightly, at your release. 

“There you go, good girl. That’s a good fucking girl, good job, honey,” Eddie says, watching your pussy as it gushes, continuing to praise you through your release.

He leans back in to lick up and down your slit until you squeal and push at his shoulders from the overstimulation. 

Eddie crawls up your body and rests his forehead against yours as you both pant and catch your breath. You look into his eyes, smiling and giggling at what just happened, while he does the same. He sneaks a couple pecks in before pulling away, intent on getting a towel to clean you up. 

A couple minutes later, Eddie kneels in front of where you lay, gently wiping your thighs and folds with a warm washcloth. It melts you to see how softly he’s taking care of you after bringing you such bliss. 

“So...daddy, huh?” you bring up, the first thing said since you came down from your high. He groans and hides his face by laying his forehead on your thigh. 

You laugh at his reaction before sitting up to pull him to you, kissing his lips gently. 

“I’m just teasing, I actually thought it was kind of hot,” he grins wolfishly at your confession. “And thank you for being so gentle with me. And for giving me one hell of an orgasm, jesus christ, that was mind blowing!” you both laugh. 

“Well, I’m glad I could be of service to you, m’lady,” he bows, with a hand in front of his chest. 

“Do you…do you want me to return the favor?” you ask, shyly. 

He waves you off claiming tonight was just for you and there would be plenty of time to do more stuff later, but right now, it was time to watch a movie and eat snacks. 

“Hey, you know we’ll have to tell Steve at some point, right? If this becomes more, that is. Which, I hope it does. Not that it has to if you want this to be like a one and done situation, which I guess could be fine, if that’s what you want, but I’d certainly be open to more and you did say we’d have more time for more stuff so I just thought-” Eddie stops your rambling by placing a gentle kiss on your lips. 

“There’s no way I’m letting you go, sweetheart. And, yes, I’m prepared to deal with the wrath that is Steve,” he says, looking scared.

After a few moments fighting about whether Steve is actually scary or not he drags you to your bedroom after cleaning up everything that needed to be, talking about the movies he brought and what you guys would need to watch next time. 

The thought has you smiling like an idiot while being dragged behind his tall, curly headed body. Next time…

~

please give me feedback! this was my first time writing smut and i wanna know how i did!!

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[chaoticbeanz]

Hellfire’s Girl 2

Summary- A new girl moves to Hawkins and has already made an impression.

Pairing- Eddie Munson x Fem!oc

Warnings- friends to lovers, slow burn, she/her pronouns, cursing, mainly nickname will be used,

Word Count- Almost 2k

Notes- There will be some straying from the storyline. Not a lot of Eddie in this one I apologize. Please don't forget to comment. I'd love to hear feedback.

Masterlist

Part 1

~3rd Person~

Peaches felt so much better about school and Hawkins in general. She had friends, her boys she decided to call them. And according to Dustin, she’d have a few more. She loves the nickname she was given. She never cared about fitting in but she was glad she found others who made her feel like she belonged. Hellfire made her feel like she was always meant to be there.

After lunch, the group began to separate, walking to their respective classes. Each member bid her farewell.

Before walking down the hall she called out, “Hey Gareth!”

He turned around, “What's up Peaches?”

“After school, did you still wanna have a ‘grass’ session with me?” she asked nervously, pushing up her glasses.

“Hell yeah! I’ll wait for you in the parking lot.”

“Perfect!” she smiled, turning in the opposite direction. Unaware that Eddie was right behind her, only able to catch Gareth’s response. Were they meeting after school? Did you like Gareth? He couldn't help feeling that little green monster creeping up again but it instantly faded when he saw her jump.

“Fuck Eddie!”

He liked hearing her say his name. She somehow made it sound so much sweeter.

~Lena~

“You scared the daylights out of me!” I smacked his arm trying to catch my breath as he raised them in defense.

“Forgive me, milady, that was not my intent.”

I couldn't help but giggle. “Uh huh sure. Then praytell, what is your intent, good sir?”

“To escort fair maiden Peaches to her next educational torture.” Eddie bows to sell the bit.

I had to contain the blush creeping up my cheeks. All the boys are using the nickname but it feels different when Eddie uses it.

When he looks up at me I shake my head, beginning to walk. “Don't you have a class too?” He didn't need to know yet that I had a study hall.

He stands up and jogs to catch up with me. “Mrs, O’Donnell can wait. Besides, I wanted to know what you thought about good ole Hawkins high.”

I shrugged my shoulders, “It’s not so bad. There is a clear imbalance in the hierarchy and everyone seems way too invested in basketball. I personally find it boring. Besides, I’m more of a band girl anyway.”

“Finally! Someone normal!” Eddie cheers out. I couldn't help but laugh at his theatrics.

“Everyone here seems small-minded, that they don't like change or the unconventional.”

“That's Hawkins for ya sweetheart. If you aren't cookie cutter then you're branded a ‘freak’.”

I forced myself to ignore the pet name. But it made me sad to think. Is that how the boys were labeled? Bullied because they dressed differently or liked other things that weren’t sports? Hawkins was so ass backward and it wasn't going to force me into conformity.

“Well, I guess that makes me a freak then.” I turned to face him as I stopped in front of the library.

Eddie looked at me with a look I couldn't quite place. Maybe I shouldn't read too much into it. He pointed at the library questioningly. “Oh, did I forget to mention I have a study hall?” I teased then curtsied. “I thank you good sir for the company. Now I bid thee farewell.”

He smirks at me and takes my hand, “But of course. Anything for Maiden Peaches.” Eddie kissed the back of my hand then sauntered off down the hall.

I let go of the breath I didn't know I was holding in. I could feel how red my cheeks were as I walked through the doors looking for a table to sit at and attempt to study. Which proved to be more difficult than intended. Head clouded with Eddie when I knew it shouldn't be. C’mon Lena, you can't have a crush this quickly! You just met him! Besides, he's just being nice because you're the new girl. At least that's what I tried to convince myself. Maybe I could poke around and ask questions with Gareth? Though they seemed like best friends, he probably wouldn't share secrets with me.

Worth a shot.

~Eddie~

God, how was I crushing so hard already?! She’s absolutely perfect! I wanted to know everything about her. What music she listened to, and what movies she watched. Did she know D&D? How would she react to me having a band? I couldn't stop thinking about her.

After I walked away from her, I felt like I was on cloud nine. Fuck going to class. I decided I was going to skip this class and head to my picnic table for a smoke. Then I’d catch up with Gareth. I needed to know what was going on between them. I know I wasn't the only one captivated by not just her beauty but her humor and her charm as well. I lit a cigarette and took a long drag. Letting it fill my lungs then exhale all the smoke.

Maybe ‘m getting ahead of myself? What if she already has a boyfriend? Or what if she doesn't even like guys? I mean Buckley swings that way so it is possible. We just became friends, is it selfish of me to already want something more, to be more to her?

All my life in Hawkins, there wasn't anyone quite like Peaches.

As if on cue, the bell rang just as I stomped out my cigarette. Time to have a chat with Gareth.

~3rd Person~

When Eddie found Gareth, he casually put his arm around his best friend. Gareth could see the mischief in his eyes. “What did I do?”

“Heard you say you were meeting Peaches after school? What's that about?” Eddie tried not to sound desperate, but it may have come out as jealousy instead.

Gareth knew immediately then that his best friend had the hots for her. I mean could he blame him? It didn't stop him from having a bit of fun with Eddie. He didn't need to know that Gareth was secretly trying to help him in the long run. “Yeah man, she asked me if I wanted to share a joint with her.”

He could practically see the gears moving inside Eddie’s head. Trying not to show his agitation.

“You rarely smoke.” Eddie couldn't wrap his head around it. And he thought Peaches couldn't get any better. A grunge stoner goddess roamed these halls.

Of all people though, why’d you have to ask Gareth? His green monster was starting to get the better of him.

“Who am I to turn down such an offer? Besides, gives me the chance to get to know her more.”

Eddie wanted to punch the smirk off his face but contained himself. He had to remind himself that it was fair game. It didn't mean he liked the idea.

“Trying to get with our Peaches, Gare?”

“We’re just friends, Eds.” Just then the bell rang signaling the next class. “Look, I got to go. We’ll talk later man.”

Gareth walked away, leaving Eddie alone in the hallway.

Eddie’s mind was too preoccupied; he barely paid attention for the rest of the day. Well, even less than he usually did.

~Lena~

I couldn't be more happy than to hear the last bell ring. The day was finally over. My brain was fried and not in the way I wanted yet.

I quickly gathered my things and headed to my locker. I didn't want Gareth to have to wait long for me. As I started putting books into my locker, I thought about the questions I wanted to ask him that I didn't get to during lunch. Nothing super personal, just general things about the boys.

Once my locker was locked, I headed towards the doors. Pushing them open I see Gareth leaning against the building. “Sorry if I took too long.”

He turned his head and smiled, “It’s all good Peaches.”

I return the smile and walk towards my car, he pushes off the wall and follows.

“Do you have a spot or…?” I asked as I opened my door and tossed my bag in the back seat.

”Uh…most of the time it’s the back of Eddie’s van.” Gareth rubs the back of his neck, nervously laughing while we get into my car.

I turn my key and it roars to life. Eddie. I hadn’t even thought to ask him. Now I feel like an idiot and rude.

”Oh. Well now I feel bad. Had I known I would’ve asked him if he wanted to join too.”

”Don’t worry Peach. There’s always next time.”

I started reversing out of the spot I was in, “You’re right. We could go to my house if that’s cool with you? My parents let me smoke on the roof.”

”That’s badass! Mine won't even let me in the garage.”

I laughed as I pulled out of the parking lot, heading towards my house. “Oh, I have some tapes in my glove compartment if you don’t want to listen to Queen.”

In the corner of my eye I saw him reach and search through what I had. Though I had a feeling I knew what he’d pick.

“You listen to Black Sabbath?”

I knew he’d be shocked. One, it was considered “Devil music” and two, sometimes I didn’t look like the kind of girl to like that sort of music. But I didn’t care and I told him what I told everyone.

“Music is music Gareth. I like what I like.”

”I knew I made the right decision becoming friends with you Peaches.”

I looked over at him and gave him a smile while at a red light. He put in the tape and we jammed out for the rest of the ride.

When I parked in front of my house, I noticed that neither of my parents were home yet. Which was fine, I wasn’t uncommon since they both had jobs. Before I got out of my car, I reached into the glove compartment to retrieve my last joint and placed it in my pocket.

I unlocked my front door and we entered. “Welcome to Casa de Peaches. Make yourself a home.” I relocked the door then tossed my keys on the coffee table and my bag on the couch. “Before we head to the roof, we should probably grab some drinks and snacks. I don’t know about you but I get major munchies.”

I gestured for him to follow me into the kitchen. I opened the fridge and grabbed a drink. “You can have whatever you want.” I said leaving it open for him to choose. We each grabbed a few snacks from the cabinet as well then he followed me to my room.

”You got a nice place Peaches.” I hear Gareth say as we reach the top of the stairs.

”It’s not so bad. I’m still getting used to it.”

As soon as I opened my door, I was mortified. “Fuck!”

I had forgotten that I had shit everywhere. Clothes, shoes, books, tapes and records. My room looked like a raid happened while I was at school. I could hear Gareth chuckle from behind me. “I am so sorry it’s so messy. I usually have it fairly clean when friends are over.” He probably thinks I’m gross because girls are supposed to be cleaner than boys.

”It reminds me of my room, but slightly girly.” He laughed. “Don’t worry. I don’t think less of you.”

Well that’s a relief.

I place my snacks on my small side table next to the window. While Gareth did the same, I quickly started cleaning up some of the disaster. He noticed. “Seriously Peaches, it's fine.”

He ended up grabbing my shoulders to stop me from moving around.

”Okay. Okay.” I took a deep sigh then fished out the joint from my pocket. I couldn’t stop the smirk that was forming.

”Let's light this sucker!”

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[rageagainsttheapathy]

Part three/four of my Steve Does Rocky Horror au! Because I live here now, apparently.

Parts One Two and Three (slash two-and-a-half) here.

So Eddie spots Steve half in half out of his Frank-n-furter costume behind the theatre and basically SCREECHES his name in shock, and then when Steve jumps half a foot in the air and looks around frantically for whoever the hell just recognised him, because oh-shit-oh-fuck-what-if-it’s-a-homophobe-from-Hawkins and spots Eddie, there’s a brief moment of mutual deer-in-headlights staring at each other, before Eddie snaps of of it and BOLTS away, dragging Jeff behind him.

(The boy is a runner, okay, this has been established)

Jeff REFUSES to believe that Eddie saw THEE Steve Harrington behind the theatre. No, nope, you Have It Wrong, My Friend, That Man Just LOOKED Like Harrington, Let Me Live In Denial, Please And Thank You. Eddie, meanwhile is having a crisis about the fact that he spent a solid two hours lusting avidly over Steve Harrington’s thighs in fishnet stockings, which is an objectively INSANE sentence to think, what the FUCK is even happening?! Steve Harrington is NOT sexy! He DOES NOT sing and dance in high heels! THE WORLD AS EDDIE KNOWS IT IS CRUMBLING AROUND HIM!

The next day, Eddie has joined Jeff in denial. He is Not Thinking about Steve at all, no sir, Steve who? He just wants to enjoy getting to really know the new show he just watched, maybe learn the songs on his guitar, practice at shouting the right things at the right moment so that next time he goes to the stage show, he can properly Get Into It. He needs the film version! Get to know Tim Curry as Dr Frank, and not That Other Guy Who Shall Not Be Named And Also Isn’t Nearly As Sexy.

Let’s Go To Family Video, he says. It’ll Be Fun, he says.

(Guys, Gals, and Pals, you know where this is going.)

“No, Robin, I SWEAR, it was definitely Munson. You think I could mistake that guy for anyone else?” Steve is saying, still kind of worried about the whole thing.

Ding! Goes the bell over the shop door.

“GOOOOOOOD AFTERNOON, FAMILY VIDEOOOOOOOOO-Oh shit” says Eddie.

Because Oh Yeah, This Is Where Harrington Works. Why did Eddie choose NOW to remember that? Literally ANY OTHER TIME would have been a better time for him to remember that.

“…Munson.”

“…Harrington.”

“…Buckley.” Says Robin, who was feeling left out.

This time, the stare off ends not when Eddie panics and runs, but, when Steve, who is both awkward in uncomfortable situations and desperate for Validation, asks Eddie “the show wasn’t THAT bad, was it?” All self-deprecating and shit, to which Eddie responds with

“Are you kidding me, that shit was the COOLEST THING and you know it” which means that Steve, now adequately complimented, switches to Flirting Mode™️.

(He does not realise, Ladies and Gentlefolk, that he has switched to Flirting Mode. But don’t worry, Robin will (gleefully) inform him later.)

“Oh really? What was you favourite part?” He says, leaning forward with a seductive smile.

Which is about when Eddie remembers the fishnets and the corset, and loses the ability to function again.

Robin, stood off to the side, is watching both of them judgementally while also memorising this entire conversation to relay to their Gay Adoptive Parents on their next Indy weekend.

They’re gonna find it HILARIOUS.

#stranger things #rocky horror #steve harrington #dr frank n furter #robin buckley #eddie munson #Jeff #steddie #humour #ficlet #just so you guys know #Steve does not yet realise that he’s bi #you can be in plays and have gay friends while not being gay he says #and he’s absolutely right! #but also #baby. #the way you feel about Bruce Springsteen? #that right there is a Hint

[mrslectermoriarty]

Headcanon Series #12

Here goes some Stranger Things stuff because I finally watched it yes it broke me so here I give you some Eddie centered Headcanons because that guy is 100% me as a fictional character and I died with him in the Upside Down which makes him a huge inspiration :)

Yes I ship Steddie so fuck off if you don't like it

1. Eddie always humming some metal or rock songs, most times without even realising it (that's how Steve learns all the great bands)

2. When Eddie finally graduates, Hellfire throws him a party and honours him with a framed picture of him and "Hail to thee our infantry, still brave eyond the grave"

3. No but seriously, they definetly honoured him post mortem

4. There is this black stray cat in the neighbourhood who keeps scratching at his door so Eddie feeds it and adopts it eventually

5. He names it Ozzy because it once brought him a dead bat as a present and Eddie still a little uncomfortable around bats almost pees his pants because no way his cat just helped him deal a little better with that trauma

6. Ozzy becomes his mental support animal from then

7. That cat is a little sceptical about the kids at first but as soon as Dustin enters, it won't let go of him because let's be honest Dustin is so Eddie's son

8. Eddie is convinced that Ozzy can read his mind

9. Or that Ozzy is from the Upside Down which freaks him out a little but untill now Ozzy hasn't tried to slaughter him in his sleep so he gets comfortable eventually

10. Eddie and Steve move together in a cute little house

11. Corroded Coffin goes on tour one day and of course Eddie takes Steve with him but the kids (who are no longer kids but it doesn't matter) won't let both of their parents "leave them alone to rot in the town" so they all join and Steve has a little breakdown because ge will end up being a babysitter again and he's not okay with that

12. Of course he is, he loves his children

13. Ozzy can't be left behind and in the end the tour bus is stuffed with people

14. The kids are Corroded Coffin's biggest fans and love to brag about how they know all members personally

15. Eddie doesn't throw his guitar pick during concerts, he hands out dices - just for the flavor

16. He will happily sign anything for you with "The Munson Killer" if you ask him about the homicides during autograph session

17. Yes, his name was cleared by the government pretty fast after the earthquake but people are still a little uncomfortable around him - he takes it with humour

18. Since its the 90s where you can only be subtly gay, Steve and Eddie get pseudo married in Mike and El's yard in autumn after the tour ends - Argyle comes down to Hawkins to be their wedding officiant (they don't regret a single moment during the ceremony, it was hilarious) Robin ist Steve's Maid of Honour and Eddie asks Nancy because honestly, Nancy may have had eyes for Steve for a while when Jonathan was back but she saw the looks Eddie and him exchanged when they thought the other one wasn't watching and that tension so she eventually sat Eddie down and told him to ask Steve out and they kind of bonded over the years after that because in the end there is an understanding among those who love Steve Harrington

19. Steve gifts Eddie Metallica cards as their 'honeymoon' - Eddie cries for half an hour

20. He pays Steve back by slamming adoption papers on the kitchen table on their anniversary in 2006 with the words "You got me everything I could dream of back then. My turn. Bam."

22. Eddie and Steve got properly married in 2014 when same-sex marriage became legal again, surrounded by their three kids and their kids with their own children - "Why do I feel so old, Eddie?" "Because you are old. Now smile for the pictures, Grandpa!"

24. And yes, of course they had very exhausting negotiations about the number of kids they'd have

#stranger things #headcanon series mrslectermoriarty #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #steddie #music #corroded coffin #eddie lives #because i said so #steve harrington

[cinemasteves]

Eddie teaching reader how to suck him off but reader is all self conscious but it's all cute and sweet

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eddie munson x reader

notes/warnings: 18+ pls! soft dominant!eddie, swearing, a blowjob, weed & mentions of alcohol

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Being best friends with Eddie has its perks. Free weed, a ride to school everyday, constant sleep overs and movie nights, the whole nine yards. You both found peace in each other. Him being able to distract you from your house full of younger siblings and parents on the verge of divorce and you being one of the only people to willingly want to be his friend and talk to him. You knew everything about each other. Well, not everything. You'd been keeping a small, silly secret from Eddie, afraid that he'd make fun of you for it for the next few months. The secret? You'd never given a blowjob before. Sure you'd hooked up with guys, but it's never come down to doing that. They always wanted to please you. Which you're not complaining about, but you want to do it at least once so you know what you're doing just in case a guy actually does ask for one.

Tonight was no different than any other Friday night at Eddie's trailer. You two watching some shitty movies and being so stoned you think you're hearing shapes. The two of you giggling about god knows what and talking about literally any and everything.

"Hey Eddie," you giggled "I've got a confessionnnn."

He gave you a concerned look, but laughed along with you. "Lay it on me princess." What came out of your mouth next was not what he was expecting at all.

"I've never.....sucked a guy off." And just like that you realized that the shapes were gone and now you were left horrified awaiting his response.

"Really? Why?" He had a serious, yet intrigued look on his face. Not the response you were expecting.

"I don't know it's just...i've never been asked t— wait...why aren't you making fun of me right now?" you questioned.

"Oh no believe me i'm going to, i'm just curious. So you mean to tell me, that out of all the guys you've hooked up with, none of them wanted a blowjob???"

You shook your head no.

"Freaks. They don't know what they're missing."

"What's it like?" you were expecting him to just explain in detail what happens, but his answer made your stomach flip upside down.

"Want me to teach you? I could use one anyway, been a while." You stared blankly at him for the next couple of seconds before he spoke again, "You don't have to if you don't want to, I just figured we could kill two birds with one stone." He shrugged, sitting back into the couch getting comfy again as if what he just asked you was a simple yes or no question.

"U-Um...sure." You stuttered.

He sat up again and moved closer to where you were sitting, grabbing your arms tightly. "Are you really sure? I don't want you to feel pressured." He's suddenly nervous about this, realizing how this could possibly change your friendship. Sure you guys have shared kisses before, but they were only for dares or if you both were drunk. It didn't bother either of you, and you never had a complaint, he was a phenomenal kisser.

"Yea. Let's do it." He gave you a kiss on your cheek after your response before guiding you to the floor in front of him and you blush at the feeling of being on your knees for thee Eddie Munson. Although this would probably be something you both put in the back of your minds after it's over, you still wanted to please him to your best ability, otherwise you'd never want to show your face here again.

Your nerves began to kick in as he started to undo his belt. The sound of the metals from his rings and belt clinking was something you'd never thought would turn you on. He watches your face in awe, smirking and getting hard at the sight of you on your knees for him. "C'mere for a sec sweetheart." He pulls you up onto his lap so you're straddling him and brushes your hair out of your face, tucking it behind your ear. Both of his hands rest on the sides of your face and he slowly pulls you in for a kiss. The cold of his rings clashes with the warmth of your cheeks, sending a shiver down your back, making you unintentionally grind on him. He lets out a hum as he gets fully hard and brings his hands down to your hips to guide your movements for a couple more minutes. Breaking the kiss, his hands come up to cup your face once more.

"As much as I'd love to see and feel you ride me, we have something else to do."

He lifts you up so he can pull down his jeans and boxers as you get back down onto the floor. You look absolutely angelic to him right now, so sweet, somewhat innocent and so, so beautiful. Your eyes widen at his size, causing your nerves to kick in and him to smirk. His hand comes around to your neck, slightly gripping to bring you forward.

"This might sound kinda silly, but just think of it as sucking a popsicle." he explains. "Just spit in your hand first and rub it around to lube it up a little. Kinda hurts if it's dry."

You nod, doing as he says, taking him in your hand, pumping a few times to rub your saliva around before bringing your mouth forward. As your lips wrap around him you hear him groan, causing you to stop, fearing you already did something wrong. "Go ahead, it's okay." You begin to take him deeper into your mouth and as you begin to go back up, your teeth slightly scrape him and he lets out a hiss.

"Oh fuck I'm so sorry. That's so embarassing god I'm sorry, Eddie." You blush in embarrassment as you sit back onto your heels, debating if you should stop. "M-maybe this was a mistake." At this point you're too embarassed to even look at him.

"Relaaaxx, Y/N, I don't expect you to be a porno star your first time. Just...don't use your teeth that's all. I'm okay, all good I promise." He says, rubbing your face to comfort you. You slowly go back to where you were before, and take him in your mouth once more, without teeth of course. This time, you slowly begin to suck him and he immediately grips your hair into a ponytail, wanting to just shove you down, but he just leaves it there, not wanting to take control just yet. You get into a comfortable rhythm and begin to pick up the pace, causing him to let out a moan. "Just like that, sweetheart. Doing so good." You feel his grip on your hair get tighter and his thighs tense up, causing you to hum, which nearly sends him over the edge.

You decide to try and swirl your tongue around as you suck, and boy did that nearly do it too, as he twitches in your mouth and his breath starts to hitch. "K-Keep going. Fuck just like that." His grip is still tight around your hair, tempted to take full control at this point. As if you read his mind, you slowly take all of him into your mouth, reaching the back of your throat causing you to gag. This sensation sends him into outer space, his dick twitches once more, and he lets out the hottest moans as he gets closer and closer to euphoria. A wave of confidence floods through you and you do it again, picking up the pace, adding your hand to the mix to jerk him off as you come up to his tip and direct your focus there. You taste his precum, humming once more.

"So close, sweetheart. Keep going." he begs.

You lock eyes with him as you suck and stroke him for a little longer, getting sloppier and messier each time. "Jesus Christ." His breathing sporadic, legs shaking as he groans and finally releases into your mouth. You swallow every last drop, releasing him with a 'pop' sound and kissing his tip.

"Still gonna make fun of me?" You smirk up at him as you wipe your mouth on your t-shirt.

He pulls up his boxers and brings you off the floor back onto his lap, gripping your jaw to make you look at him, desire in his eyes. "Not if you do that again sometime." He smirks, pulling your face in just milimeters from his, ghosting his thumb over your puffy lips. "So pretty. You did so good." he praises, kissing you gently.

I am melting k bye.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things writing

[lipstickmarks]

Imagine Eddie introducing Chrissy to D&D and creating a light hearted campaign just for her, and having the last session include him telling her how he feels.

A/N: In the immortal words of Grace Van Dien - “I do not know how to play D&D.” Everything I know came from Stranger Things and the Big Bang Theory

(BTW - This is written in close 3rd person perspective, meaning the internal dialogue is what Eddie/Chrissy think of themselves, hence all of Eddie’s negative self-talk.)

"You come upon a bard. He is injured and weak from battle. His bloody frame rests beneath a bare cherry blossom tree. He is in desperate need of healing. Lady Chrysanthemum the Gentle... what do you do?"

Eddie chances a look at Chrissy beside him at the Hellfire table. He had told Gareth, Jeff, and Grant to take the kids to the arcade. Tonight was just for him and Chrissy.

He's nervous beyond belief.

Chrissy and Eddie had been hanging out every day since that day in the woods. That night, at his trailer, Chrissy broke down and spilled everything to Eddie. Absolutely everything. Her ed, her issues with her mom, how unhappy she was in her relationship, the pressure she felt to be "perfect."

All Eddie had to offer was some weed and a shoulder to cry on but that was more than enough for Chrissy. So much so that they became smoking buddies, confidants, and best friends.

Eddie almost felt a pang of guilt for wanting more. Chrissy had offered up her company, her jokes, her music taste, everything to Eddie over the last two months. But he can't ignore the growing crush that he'd been harboring since middle school.

Call him crazy but he felt a spark that night. (It helped that Chrissy also dumped Jason the next day.)

So here he was, risking everything, risking their friendship under the guise of a D&D game. They had been playing for about two hours and it was nearly go time.

Chrissy poked her tongue out between her lips in concentration. Eddie found it charming how seriously she was taking the game. It warmed his heart that she cared so deeply about the things he did.

"I heal him with the water I got from the Eternal Springs."

Eddie rolls the di for her.

Chrissy watches in anticipation for Eddie to start doing his voices. She could never take her eyes off him in the other Hellfire sessions she'd sat in on. Eddie was just so theatrical and animated. He was in his natural element when he was performing and Chrissy loved watching him.

"You gently ease the bard up and pour the water from your canteen into his mouth. As you get a good look at his face, you realize this isn’t just any bard. This is Eddie the Brave, formerly Eddie the Banished.” 

Chrissy gasps in surprise. Eddie was killed off earlier in the campaign, which deeply saddened Chrissy. She didn’t really want to continue the game without his character. 

“The water heals his injuries and returns the color to his face. Then, he leaps up and runs around in a burst of energy! He cries out--

'You have saved me! You have saved me! Mere moments from death, I was. Oh, thank you, Lady Chrysanthemum!” 

Chrissy giggles.

"You’re welcome. But my friends call me Chrissy.” 

Eddie swallowed a lump in his throat. Do or die time, Munson. 

“And we are friends, aren’t we, Fair Chrissy?” 

Chrissy nods.

“We are.”

“Then allow me to bestow my deepest gratitude and a kiss upon thy hand.” 

Eddie tried not to let his hand shake as he reached out for Chrissy’s. Wordlessly, she slipped her hand into his. Eddie brought her hand to his lips and pressed a kiss to the back of it. 

Chrissy’s cheeks flushed and Eddie tried to stay in character as much as possible. He wasn’t sure he could admit this as Eddie but as a bard, as someone braver than him, he might just have a chance.

He met Chrissy’s eyes as he kissed her hand and then slowly let go. 

He cleared his throat and continued on. 

“I am to escort you out of the Cursed Woods and back to the castle where you are to be crowned queen. But before I do, I must impress something upon thee.” 

Chrissy titled her head to the side in confusion. Eddie’s voice had a strange strain on it, like he was struggling to talk. If she didn’t know any better, she would think he was nervous.

Eddie clears his throat. 

“Fair Chrissy, the time I have known thee has been a delight. You have tuned the old, broken strings on my lute. I am a simple bard but I can no longer ignore the throbbing of my heart. I would be remiss if I did not admit--”

Eddie’s voice catches in his throat. He doesn’t look up from the table.

“If I did not admit my feelings for you.” 

Chrissy gasps quietly. 

“Eddie--”

“Before you can answer, you approach a fork in the road. One path leads to the castle and one path leads back into the village.You can choose to go into the castle and take your rightful place as queen or stay with the bard.” 

When Eddie finally makes eye contact with Chrissy, her eyes are watering and she looks like she’s in pure disbelief. He knows it’s the cowardly thing to do, but he couldn’t help but build a fail-safe. Give Chrissy a way to politely turn him down without having to hear the words.

Eddie licks his lips. 

“It’s your roll, Chrissy.” He whispers.

Chrissy’s finally putting the pieces together. It all makes sense now. Why he insisted they be alone for this session, why he’s been acting nervous all night. 

She wants to break character but she knows Eddie and she knows he’ll only do this through the game. If that’s what it takes, then so be it.

She rolls the di.

Eddie winces. He continues on with a sad smile.

“You reject the bard and return to the castle. Alone.”

Eddie moves to pick the di up but Chrissy’s hand on his wrist to stop him. 

“Roll again.” 

“Chrissy--”

“Eddie.” 

Chrissy stands up and walks towards Eddie’s throne. She stops just in front of him. She places her hands on either side of Eddie’s face, forcing him to finally look at her. There’s such a vulnerability in his brown eyes. She’s never seen him like this. In the two months they’ve spent together, she’s seen him high, laughing, content, sleepy, hungry, playfully annoyed, in deep concentration, an entire range of emotions. But right now, he looks downright petrified.

“Roll. Again.” 

Eddie nods slowly and reaches around Chrissy to pick the di up. He rolls again and chuckles mirthlessly. 

“I stay with the bard.” 

“You have to roll a--”

Chrissy quiets him by swinging her leg over his and situating herself on his lap.

“Eddie. These past two months have been the best of my life. You’re the only person in the world I can really be myself around. I’ve...” Chrissy casts her gaze downwards momentarily. “I’ve been wanting something to happen between us since that night.” 

She looks back up at Eddie.

“I was just waiting for you to make the first move.” 

Eddie laughed, more at his own stupidity than anything else. He ran a hand down his face. 

Chrissy interlocked her hands between Eddie’s neck and smiled contently. 

“I. Stay. With. The. Bard.”

The usual light in Eddie’s eyes returns. His hands settle on her hips, thumbs resting on the hem of her skirt. 

When they finally meet in a sweet, tender kiss, it’s more than ether of them could have imagined. Chrissy’s lips are soft and taste faintly of bubblegum. Eddie’s breath is minty and his tongue is soft as it slides into Chrissy’s mouth. 

He should feel apprehensive, but it’s just not like that with Chrissy. It never has been. Everything about her is easy. It’s easy to be around her, it’s easy to kiss her, it’s easy to love her.

Yeah. Eddie loves Chrissy. He’s sure of it now. 

It’s almost two full minutes before they part. Chrissy’s face is flush and she’s got a dreamy, contented look in her eyes.

“I love you, Chrissy.” 

Tears pricked at Chrissy’s eyes. How did a guy as perfect as Eddie Munson fall into her life? Someone who makes her more safe and comfortable than she ever let herself imagine she could be. Eddie saved her. 

“I love you too, Eddie.”

Chrissy sniffled and leaned her forehead against his. 

“You’re mine and I’m yours, okay? It’s just the two of us from now on.” 

Eddie tightened his grip around her and brought her closer to him in a tight hug, with no intention of ever letting her go.

“Yeah, I like the sound of that.” 

“So, did I win?” Chrissy asks, peering up at Eddie.

“Hmm?” Eddie asked for clarification while running his thumb up and down her thigh. 

“The game. Did I win?” 

Eddie couldn’t help but grin.

“Yeah. Yeah, you won.” 

#ty for the ask! <3 #asks #hellcheer #eddissy #Eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #Eddie x chrissy #chrissy x eddie #munningham #stranger things #stranger things 4

[zosociologist]

"Dating Eddie Munson Would Be Like..."

[Eddie Munson x Black!Reader Headcannon]

(A/N: I came out of my writing hiatus for this🥴 I underestimated just how lengthy this was gonna get and I don't think Tumblr mobile has the text break feature anymore, so there's a lot, lmao! And YES, we all know about how everything goes down in Stranger Things and Hawkins and all that jazz.....but consider that as a loose reference for this!)

Warnings: Nothing really, Fluff, maybe a little fooling around but that's about it(:

P.S: 🤎WwaBRiM🤎 but everyone is welcome to read☺; Likes & comments are appreciated and reblogs are highly encouraged👌🏾

YOU TWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!😆💫💞

Okay so here's a long ass backstory to how your friendship began: 🍃SPRING OF 1980🍃, the air was crisp outside, middleschool was finally over, you were taking that big leap into highschool in the fall, you finally got over Bon Scott's death, your family got you a bike for graduation, and one of your older cousins became a keyholder at THEE BEST record shop in Hawkins that ALSO had a comic book shop on the 2nd floor. So it's safe to say you knew where you were gonna spend most of your summer.

You'd be chilling around the shop most days, hanging out with your cousin and talking to the other teens that would work there. You'd even help put out records and play them in the store.

You're an audiophile and you take pride in your vast music taste, probably influenced by the fact that you came from a musical family....BUT THAT'S NEITHER HERE NOR THERE.

You and Eddie met because that ENTIRE summer he'd swoop in at the same time every other day at approximately 4:45 PM, and make a B-line for the Rock section.

It always seemed like he'd be walking up to the counter to FINALLY buy something, but if you were behind it he'd chicken out and make a sharp turn for the stairs to go up to the comics.

It was a routine, and you had it down to a T. You kinda enjoyed his presence even though you two hadn't properly met yet. You had to admit he was kinda cute😌

His hair was doing it's own little thing, it was shoulder length and feathered, and on this day in particular, he had on a Black Sabbath ringer tee with denim bell bottoms and sneakers...and he was peaking over the prog section shelf at you...barely even hiding it.

He paced around to other shelves as well, he stopped in the Funk and Soul section and picked up a few records which, honestly, kinda surprised you.

It was finally time for him to choke at the check-out counter, but this time was different~

He rested his 5 records down on the counter and let out a shaky breath that equaled that of someone about to have an asthma attack.

Your heart went out, so you thought you'd break the ice somehow, picking up AC/DC's new "Back in Black" album on top of his stack, "Is this a badass comeback or what!"

Mission accomplished, he immediately loosened up, "Hell Yeah! It's album of the year for sure because Brian Johnson FUCKS!" (okay maybe a little too loose)

You both quickly hit it off from there, it turns out Eddie also was an avid music listener himself. His other items that day included Saxon's "Strong Arm Of The Law", Steel Pulse's "Tribute To The Martyrs", Van Halen's "Women and Children First", and Bette Davis' "Nasty Gal".

From there on out you two instantly became close💫

If you guys weren't at the record shop then you'd be at the movies, if you weren't at the movies, then you'd be at his home blasting music while he played along on his guitar, if it was too late to blast music at his place then he'd be trying to teach you the basics of Dungeons & Dragons (emphasis on trying), if his complicated lessons failed, then you'd both be on the roof at your house reading comics until the sun came up, then you'd go downstairs to eat Count Choculas and watch Saturday Morning Cartoons until you passed out from lack of sleep.

Eddie proposed that you two should get friendship bracelets, but of course, you were both broke after spending what little money you had on music and nerd memorabilia😅

So you went looking through his stuff and pulled out 2 guitar picks. One for each of you. He thought it was cute and immediately had his uncle make them into necklaces for you both.

Freshmen year of highschool started for you two, and it was really a trial and error period as far as cliques go.

Everyone was judgy, and Eddie didn't like how certain groups would be okay with one of you joining but not the other when you both were into the same things.

You were floaters, but YOU more than Eddie. You were nice and social enough to be friends with at least one or more people in every clique. But that didn't mean there wouldn't be hecklers every now and again.

Once, a Jock thought it would be funny to yank on your Afro-puffs "as a joke", and you begged Eddie to drop it, but he hauled off and punched the guy right in the dick!

He got suspended, and when you talked to him about it that night on your roof, he tried to cover his tracks by saying he was "having problems grieving John Bonham's death".

You knew he was lying, he knew he was lying, but he was so scared to tell you how he felt. He thought it would've ruined what you had going on.

Sophomore year was oddly both better, and all the same. But at least Hawkins High finally got a D & D club, obviously Eddie hopped on it the moment he found out, and he wanted you to join too but you were just so damn CONFUSED, and he respected that.

You were more on the Arts Clubs side of the spectrum, and he absolutely loved that for you. He liked that you weren't afraid to put yourself out there.

Definitely your hypeman whenever you had class presentations. You both sat in the back so he'd get this poster board and write "🔥🔥🔥Hell Yeah y/n!!!🔥🔥🔥" on it, and if you had a presentation in a class you didn't share with him, he'd steal the hall pass to sneak in the back of the room and listen☺

Junior year is when the dynamic shifted for sure, and it was so random too?! You were becoming a talented Jack of all trades, and Eddie was starting to perfect his sense of style. His hair was growing out more and you'd be lying if you said he didn't look fine😩

On top of all that, your cousin graduated from college and got a new car as a gift, so it was only fair that you got her old one. And it...was...FUCKING...AMAZING.

You and Eddie started going for joyrides, it didn't matter where or when. Sometimes all you had to do was give eachother a look, and the car keys would basically appear out of thin air.

Anyway on one fine night, reefer may or may not have been involved, and it was somebody's bright idea to play Sade...

You were in a pretty safe yet secluded area, sitting on the hood of the car, stargazing and talking about hopes and dreams, and the future and where you saw yourself in 10 years..................

and Mr. Munson looked you dead in the eyes and said "Hopefully with you."

..........................you kissed him. You kissed the fuck outta him. And he let you, he actually invited it, he leaned into it, he embraced it.

He'd been praying for it, from the very moment he first laid eyes on you in the record shop, to the moment you were headbanging to the "Kill 'Em All" record so hard you fell off of his bed, even down to the moments when you would stare through him while you zoned out as he explained his character lore. Yes, he had prayed on his knees for this exact moment many nights...and he's not even religious.

It got heavy really quick, you put your hand on the windshield to brace you both and he caressed your face, "Can I?" he asked between kisses, waiting for your approval before he slowly moved his hands to your hair.

You got lost there for a little bit, but he had to be the bigger person and snap you both out of it, mostly due to the fact that the munchies had finally set in.

You two spent that night, cooped up on the same side of a booth at a Waffle House, eating All-Star Specials, and talking about any and everything, basking in the peace of your new relationship😌💓

That summer leading up to senior year was truly something else, there were a lot of wholesome learning periods that Eddie had to go through.

He FINALLY got to experience one of your infamous "Wash Days", and he wanted to help so he got to lather up your hair with the shampoo and he handed you the right products so you could deep condition your hair. He got so invested that he ended up washing his hair too, so now you both were just walking around your house with towel turbans on😂

He was one wiff away from going feral one time after he watched you apply shea butter after a shower, THAT was an experience🥴

You had to teach him how to do the electric slide AGAIN because you'd "be damned if your boyfriend had two left feet at the family function"💀

Senior year itself was pretty tough. The relationship was stronger than ever, but academically Eddie was falling behind. He'd get so caught up in the moment and everything around him that he'd push a lot of his school responsibilities to the side.

You'd have him over a lot more solely for the purpose of studying, but it would always end up with him not doing anythinggggg and you hated it because you wanted him to succeed but he's just so damn quick-witted and strong willed!

You'd try to scold him about distractions, and all he has to do is sweet-talk you, next thing you know your straddling him on your bedroom floor in the midst of a feverish makeout session. You just couldn't win😩.

I think the gravity of everything truly set in when graduation was around the corner, and you told him that if he wasn't graduating then you weren't. It broke his heart a little. Especially after he saw all the acceptance letters you got, that you tried hiding from him.

He knew you deserved every one of those letters, and he wouldn't be able to live with it if he knew that you didn't take those opportunities because of him.

Graduation came....he was there for the ceremony and left right after you got your diploma. When the ceremony was over you drove to his place, sat on the porch with him, put your cap on his head and cried on his shoulders.

He cried too, but he didn't let you see it.

That summer was bittersweet, you two did what you had been doing for the past four years, but it was all the more sentimental because by the time fall came around, you knew you'd see eachother less.

Eddie got a camcorder for you to document college life, and of course you used it to document your summer with him.

On the bright side, college is a lot of fun and you and Eddie talk about it on the phone A LOT and how you can't wait for him to get there, and whenever you have a break in the semesters you are on the first plane back to Hawkins to see him.

Highschool ultimately ended up working for him too in his own way, his grades may still be hot ass, and his principal told him he'd have to do senior year over again BUT at least he's the Dungeon Master of Hawkins' D & D club which he rebranded, "🔥The Hellfire Club🔥"

💫When he told you the news, you drew up a cool logo and had your roommate that works at a shirt shop make a bunch of shirts in various sizes, and had a large box commercially shipped to him💫

When you were on the phone with him the night he got the boxes he let out such a horrid scream, it was a slasher movie grade scream. HE LOVED IT SO MUCH!

He caught a flight that weekend which was convenient because family and friends weekend WAS that weekend😂

When '86 came around, you told Eddie during one of your designated wash day phone calls that it was gonna be his year, and yeeaahhh you tell him that EVERY YEAR as words of encouragement but you knew that this was it, and he finally internalized it.

You even hyped him up for college and have been telling him about study methods you could try when he got there, and you joked about bribing your roommate to move out so you could be roomies with him when he got there that fall!

And he said FUCK YEAH to all of it because he loves your positivity, he loves your mind, he loves your efforts, and he loves you!

But you two are BEYOND CUTE together omg😭💞

#my longest headcannon yet! #my writing #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x black!reader #stranger things #stranger things fic #stranger things x reader #eddie munson ff

[captainlunaxmen]

The Lady and the Lord

Chapter 2

Eddie munson x fem!reader

This is a repost since the old blog doesn't work anymore. 🥰

Chapter summary: they have one mission: find Eddie.

Chapter warnings: spoiler season 4, violence description.

"And then Vicki laughed. And it wasn't like a cheap, fake laugh either. It was like... it was a real genuine laugh." Robin tells us as Steve put some vhs on the shelfs and I hold some to help them. I don't work here, but I like to help instead of sitting at home doing nothing.

"Of course. It's my Muppet joke. It's hilarious" Steve says very proudly, and I roll my eyes.

"My point is that Vicki laughed and everything was just like...it was perfect" she keeps going with a dreamy voice.

She's so cute.

"But?" I ask, knowing something's up.

"But I'm having this problem where it's like, I should stop talking." She explains "I have said everything I need to say.but then I guess I get nervous and the words keep spilling out, and it's like my.. my brain is moving faster than my mouth, or rather my.. my mouth is moving faster than my brain. And it's like I'm digging this hole for myself, and I want to stop digging, I'm trying to stop, but I can't. And I'm doing it right now, aren't I?"

She finally turns around to look at us after her babbling.

"Yeah, you are" Steve says and I nod with a half smile.

She exhales deeply and move backwards to rest against the wall.

"I'm hopeless" she says.

Steve follows her against the wall. "We both are"

I roll my eyes at their pessimism.

"If only we could just, like, combine." Robin suddenly says, I look at her confused.

"Combine?" Steve's confused too.

"No. Think about it. I know exactly what I want, and I've found the girl of my dreams, but I can't get the courage to ask her out. Meanwhile, you go on, like, a million dates, and you have no idea what you want. So if we just combine, all our problems would be solved."

Steve lets out an understanding "Oohh"

"Because, I mean, alone let's face it..."

"We totally suck." Steve finishes for her.

"Totally and utterly"

"C'mon, you guys are the most amazing persons that I know... just have hope" I look at Steve "and some courage" I look at Robin "and everything will be fine"

"Oh yeah?" Steve sends me a very sceptical look.

"Ooh, I think I found our morning movie" Robin gasps, running to a shelf and grabbing a vhs. "Doctor Zhivago"

"Ugh, you know I don't do double vhs" Steve groans shaking his hands in the air.

"But it's about doomed love" she tries.

"That's relatable" Steve agrees, and we both follow Robing behind the counter.

"Exactly. Also Julie Christie is b-b-bonkers hot in this. Like seriously the most beautiful creature I've ever seen in my life" she turn the TV on.

"I gotta agree on that" I declare.

"We're in the Forest Hills trailer park on East Roane County." The reporter's voice says loud and clear "we don't have a lot of details now, but we can confirm that the body kd a Hawkins High student was discovered early this morning. Police have not released the name although we are told they're currently in the process of notifying the family"

Oh shit.. as if alternate dimensions creature's weren't enough.

"Holy shit" Steve whispers beside me.

"Who could that be?" I ask worried.

"I don't know.." Robin replies.

"Isn't it where Max lives?" I ask again looking at them.

They just nods.

Oh shit.

We spent the morning watching the news and organising the store to keep ourselves busy.

All of a sudden the door bell rings and Dustin and Max come in.

"Hey Steve" he says, he looks visibly agitated.

"You guys see this?" Steve asks them.

"How many phones do you have?" Dustin asks, completely ignoring Steve's question.

Robin and I share a confused look

"Someone was murdered"

"How many phones fo you have?" He repeats more firmly.

"Two. Why?" He answers

"Technically three if you count Keith's in the back" Robins specifies.

Max and Dustin look at each other.

"Yeah, thee works" Max says.

So Dustin take off his backpack as Steve asks "what are you doing?" And, again, ignoring his question Dustin throw the backpack on the other side of the counter and climbs on top of it to get through.

All this while earning very annoyed reactions from both Robin and Steve.

Ignoring both of them Dustin positions himself in fron of the computer.

"What are you doing?" Steve asks.

"Setting up base of operation here." He simply answers.

"Base of operation?" I ask. "Why?"

Steve tries to get Dustin off of the computer, but with no use.

"What do you need it for? Dustin?" I ask, getting more and more confused.

"Eddie's friends' phone numbers" he answers and I look at Steve.

"Oh Eddie, your new best friend who just is cooler because he plays your nerdy game?" Steve asks, sounding quite jealous, I gotta say.

"I never said that" Dustin defends himself from Steve's accusatory tone.

"Seriously, you guys, maybe know a Monday you can play around like toddlers, but it's Saturday. It's our busiest day" Robin tells them, putting the tapes back on the counter.

"Robin, look, I empathise, but this cannot wait until Monday" Dustin firmly says.

"Calling Eddie's friends is an emergency?" She asks back.

"Correct" Dustin shouts, like that was the most obvious thing.

"Why? What happened?" I ask, now getting more worried. "Did something happen to Eddie?... Dustin?"

"Can you just fill them in while I do this?" Dustin asks Max.

"Fill us in on what?" Robin is definitely annoyed.

We all look at Max waiting for her to explain what happened.

We found ourselves calling so many different numbers, trying to find a lead to where Eddie might've gone.

I type down the numbers while Robin, Max and Dustin call them, and Steve flirts with every girls he can, pretending he's just working.

"Hey, guys. I might have a lead" Max calls pur attention.

"Seriously?" Dustin turns to her, hopefully.

"Yeah, apparently, Eddie gets his drugs from come guy names Reefer Rick, and sometimes Eddie crashes there." She explains.

"That's promising" I comment.

"Where does this Reefer Rick live?" Robin asks.

"See that's the thing. No one knows. He's more of a.. a legend than someone that people actually know." Max explains.

"And.. what about a last name?" I ask.

"I don't know that either" She answers.

"Less promising" I shake my head.

"Bet the cops knows the last name" Steve intervenes.

We turn all to him.

"What?"

"Cops. I mean listen if this Reefer Rick is actually a drug dealer, I guarantee you he's been busted at some point. Means he's in the system" he explains like he found the perfect solution to all our problems.

"The cops? Really, Steve? That's your suggestion?" Dustin asks incredulous.

"I mean, I just think they should be filled on on what we know, what's going on" he says simply.

"You think Eddie's guilty, don't you?" Dustin accuses.

"Whoa. I believe in innocent until proven guilty, all that constitutional shit." Steve defends himself " I just, you know, don't think that we can rule it out"

"That's precisely what we're trying to do here, Steve." Max says annoyed.

"And maybe we'd have a little bit more luck if you spent less time trying to find a girlfriend and more time trying to find Eddie"

"He' not wrong here, Stevie" I agree with Dustin.

"Oh well somebody has to attend to the customers" Steve says, again, to defend himself, and I roll my eyes scoffing.

"Especially if they're babes, right?" Robin teases with a wink.

"Hey, not fair, okay?" Steve points his finger st her "I attend to all customers equally, babes and non-babes alike. We've got a very big selection in here. It can be super overwhelming for people"

"Yeah it can be" Robin says, I can tell she thought something to actually help us so I quickly follow her to the computer.

"What are you doing?" Max asks.

"Maybe we don't need a last name" she answers.

She type on the keyboard, Rick's name and a list of Ricks appears on the screen.

"Twelve Ricks have accounts here" she tells us.

"That's a lots of Ricks" Max comments.

"You're a genius, Robin" I tell her.

"I know. Now, let's narrow it down, uh? Rick Alderman's latest rentals are Annie and Dumbo...what are the chances our drug dealer has a family?" She asks.

"Not likely"

"All right, Rick Conroy. Sixteen candles, Teen Wolf, Romancing the stone." She move to the next Rick.

"No"

"Okay, Rick Joiner, Mask, Footloose, and Grease"

"Nah"

"Rick Kimbrough. The Blue Lagoon, and Splash."

"Definitely no"

"Okay. Rick Lipton. Fast Times at Ridgermont High, Cheech & Chong's next movie. Cheech & Chong's nice dreams. Cheech & Chong' up in smoke."

"Bingo" Dustin chuckles.

"Lipton?"

"Spelled like the tea. 2131 Holland Road" Robin reads.

"That's out by Lovers Lake" Dustin says.

"Middle of nowhere" I comment.

"It's a perfect place to hide" Robin agrees.

That being said we all head out to Steve's car and to this Reefer Rick's house.

And hopefully to Eddie.

We all grab a torch each and get out of the car to walk to this Reefer Rick's house.

The lights are out, which could mean that no one's home or... Eddie's hiding.

Dustin repeatedly tries to ring the bell, but to no use.

"Okay. Well, that's settled. I guess he's not here." Steve says, trying to make Dustin stop.

But Dustin just start to shout for Eddie to come out and tries again with the door bell.

Me and Max move to the side of the house with our torch, seeing what looks like a boathouse. Maybe Eddie's in there.

"Hey guys!" Max calls.

"Well let's go" I say already walking towards the small building.

Robin is the first one to enter.

"Hello? Is anyone home?" She tries.

We all enter and start to look around.

"What a dump" Steve comments

The place is far from clean, there garbage everywhere and, as expected, a boat in the middle filled with something covered by a tarp.

I spot Steve grabbing an oar as a weapon and starts to poke the boat multiple times.

"What are you doing?" Dustin asks.

Steve just doesn't answer so Dustin repeats the question, more shocked.

"He might be in here." Steve simply replies.

"So take the tarp off." Dustin tells him.

"If you're so brave, you take the tarp off" he basically challenges.

"Stop bickering, you two." I say.

Steve just keeps hitting on top of the tarp covered boat.

"Hey, look over here" Max tells us. She points our attention to some food envelopes.

"Someone was here." I try.

"Maybe he heard us. Got spooked and ran" Robin suggests.

"Don't worry. Steve will get him with his oar" Dustin says sarcastically.

"Oh I know you think you're being funny, Henderson, but considering everyone in this room has nearly died about a hundred times, personally, I don't find it funny in the slight-"

Steve is cut off by a loud scream and Eddie jumping from under the tarp and pushing him against the wall, a broken bottle in his hand.

We all gather as close as possible, trying to not scare him further for Eddie to react too badly.

"Whoa whoa whoa Eddie! Eddie! Stop!" Dustin says, holding his arms out to stop us from getting further closer.

Eddie turns to look at Dustin, not moving the broken glass away from Steve's neck yet.

"It's me. It's Dustin" Dustin tries to stay calm while getting Eddie's attention. "This is Steve. He's not going to hurt you, right, Steve?"

"Right, yeah" Steve agrees, quite agitated.

"Steve, c'mon.. drop the oar, will you?" I say, as calmly as possible.

Steve does as I say, dropping the oar away, but that just startles Eddie more pointing the glass back at Steve's neck.

"He's cool, he's cool" Dustin says.

"What are you doing here?" Eddie says, voice breaking.

"We're looking for you" Dustin replies

"We're here to help, Eddie" I add.

Eddie turns his head again to us, listening carefully.

"Eddie, these are my friends. You know Robin, from band. This is my friend Max. The one who never wants to play D&D. You know Y/n too. The quiet girl you always stare at, at lunch. Eddie. We're on your side. I swear on my mother. Right guys?"

"Yeah yeah we swear"

"Yeah on Dustin's mother"

"Yeah, Dustin's.. mother"

We say no more, tense as never before, but at the end Eddie lets Steve go and moves to the side sitting down.

Steve just come to us, I check his neck in case the broken bottle accidentally cut him but he's fine.

I turn to look at Eddie, Dustin kneels in front of him and I slowly follow.

He looks... terrified.

"Eddie...we just want to talk" Dustin very slowly tries to grab the bottle in Eddie's hand, but as soon as he gets to close he flinches grabbing the glass harder.

"Eddie... we just wanna know what happened. " I tell him.

"You won't believe me" he tells us.

"Try us" Max says.

Eddie told us everything that happened, about Chrissy coming to him to buy drugs, and how she died, right in front of him.

"Her body just lifted up into the air and.. and she just like, hung there. In the air. And her bones.. she.. her bones starter to snap"

He struggling to tell us what happened, all I want to do is grabbing his hand and reassure him...

"Her eyes, man" he continues "it was like.. there was something, inside her head, pulling. I.. I didn't know what to do so.. I.. I ran away. I left her there." He sounds so ashamed... he couldn't do anything for her.

Poor girl, she was really one of the sweetest person in Hawkins.

Fuck.

Eddie looks up to us, only to turn his head away quickly, scoffing.

"You all think I'm crazy right?"

"No. We don't think you're crazy" Dustin tries to reassure him.

"Don't bullshit me, man! I know how this sounds" Eddie snaps.

"We're not bullshiting you" Max intervenes.

"We believe you" Robin says and Eddie just scoffs, still not believing us.

"Look, what I'm about to tell you might be a little.. difficult to take." Dustin starts "you know how people say Hawkins is...cursed? They're not way off. There's another world.a words hidden beneath Hawkins. Sometimes it bleeds into ours." Dustin explains.

"Like ghosts and shit?" Eddie asks.

"There are... there are some things worst than ghosts" I tell him.

"These monsters from this other world, we thought they were gone. But they've come back before. That's why we needed to find you."

"If they're back again, we need to know" Max says.

"That night, did you see anything?" Robin asks.

"Dark particles, maybe"

Eddie just shakes his head no.

"It would almost look like dust, swirling dust." Dustin specifies.

"No, man, there was nothing you could see or.. touch" Eddie explains.

I look at Steve who, now, looks more worried than before, full attention on Eddie.

"You know, I tried to wake her, man. She couldn't move. It was like she.. she was in a trance or something." Eddie explains and we all listen carefully.

"Or under a spell" Dustin points out.

"A curse."

"Vecna's curse" Dustin realises.

"Who's Vecna?" Steve asks

"And undead creature of great power" Dustin answers.

"A spell caster" I say, earning a confused look from Steve.

"A dark Wizard" Dustin finishes.

This might be worse than all the ones before...

Fuck.

We decided we have to go and get some food for Eddie.

"We'll be right back, man, I promise" Dustin says.

As we all walk to the door.

Steve and Dustin turn to me stopping me in my tracks.

"Why don't you... uh... stay here and keep him company?" Dustin asks.

"What? Why me?" Now I'm confused.

"Because you're the sweetest and he clearly has a thing for you" Steve replies as the most simple thing ever.

"He does not" I tell him sternly.

"Either way you're the best choice. You're calmer and... easier to be around than the rest of us" Steve convinces me.

"Y/n, trust me. He needs someone like you now. Please, I don't think he should be alone now" Dustin says looking me in the eyes.

"Fine" I tell him nodding "yeah, I'll stay with him. But you better stay out of trouble"

"As always" Steve shrugs.

I give him a warning look and just sigh. Watching them driving away.

I get back to the boathouse and see Eddie's figure watching nothing on the boat.

"Hey" I say quietly.

He seems to snap out of trance and looks at me surprised.

"I thought you all went" he says, with a small smile.

"Yeah well... we didn't.. uh... Dustin didn't want you to be alone right now" I tell him, fidgeting with my rings again.

"Thanks.. I guess he's right" he says.

I nod, walking a bit closer, but not too much.

"So..." he starts.

"So..." I mimic him, earning a laugh from him.

"You knew about the spell caster" he implies.

"Yeah... a-and?"

"You know about D&D..?" He asks.

"Yeah.." I say nervously.

"No way!" He whisper shouts.

"It's true!" I tell him, with a small chuckle.

"How come didn't you join Hellfire?" He asks, genuinely curious.

"I.. well.. I just..." I stutter.

"Hey.. I'm not judging, m'lady" he assures me, with a smile.

"I'm just too shy, I think.. also I'm not very good at playing" I laugh quietly.

"I could've taught you" he says.

"I... I'm not very good with people" I honestly tell him.

"What do you mean?"

"I.. I'm not very good at talking to people, I get nervous and stutter the whole time. And just... I just shut up so I don't bother anyone" I explain.

"You're not stuttering with me" he shrugs.

"I.." I stops realising it's true.

With him it feels easier, somehow..

"No need to worry about a freak's opinion, i guess." he lower his eyes, almost disappointed.

"No! Not at all!" I quickly say.

He look at me, searching my eyes to see if I'm messing with him.

"I... listen, I don't understand why people always call you that, but I personally always saw you as someone... cool" I say, getting shy as I finish my sentence.

"Really?" He says, he tries to hold back a smile, but he fails.

"Yeah.." I look away from him. "You always walk around like you don't care about anything. You have your ideas and you're not ashamed, and of course you shouldn't be ashamed of them. You're like smarter than any of those dickheads from the basketball team"

"Wow" he blushes... he blushes?

Did I make Eddie Munson blush?

"Are you blushing, my lord?" I gather some courage and make a joke.

"Oh... 'my lord' uh?" He looks at me with a smirk, that makes me instantly lower my eyes with my cheeks warming up.

"I.. yeah.. I mean, you keep calling me-"

"M'lady? Yeah, so I'd say 'my lord' fits perfectly" he sweetly smiles at me.

We stay silent for a while.

It's a comfortable silence, the kind you don't have to talk to fill it. We just need each other company to be okay.

I watch him fidgeting with his own hands.

He's getting nervous.

Instinctively I reach out for his hands and he turns to me, surprised, but he doesn't retreat his hands.

"It's gonna be okay" I tell him. "I know it sounds like a shitty cliché.. trust me I know." I let out a small chuckle "we've been through this shit a few times.. the point is, we're with you on this. We're gonna solve this."

He holds my hands in his.

"I want to believe you" he says looking me in the eyes.

"Good" I say.

He starts to stroke my knuckles gently.

"I'm glad you're the one to stay here, m'lady" he says.

"Apparently I'm the easiest to be around" I tell him with a shrug.

He's still not letting go my hands.

"Maybe... but that's not the only reason, but yeah" he says, a playful smile on his face.

"Then... w-why?" I say, feeling my cheeks warming up again.

"Well.. that's an answer for another time, uh?" He winks and I'm just speechless.

All of a sudden we hear noises from outside.

I grab the oar Steve used earlier and move to the door.

"Stay there" I tell Eddie.

I get closer and closer to the door, that suddenly opens reveling Robin, Dustin, Max and Steve holding some bags full of food and drinks.

"Fuck sake!" I exclaim as they enter with apologetic looks.

"delivery service" Dustin announces.

I look at Eddie who look just as startled, heavy breathing and all that.

I just exhale deeply and grab one of the bags they carried inside.

#stranger things x reader #stranger things fic #stranger things imagine #stranger things #stranger things x y/n #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson fluff

[mxnson13]

eddie munson x female!reader ficlet where the reader wales up with a cold

i just took nyquil so if this goes sideways blame it in the 10% alcohol content

you went to bed vibrating with excitement. your roommates would all be gone by the time you woke up and your boyfriend eddie would be over to spend quality alone time.

when you woke up in the morning it felt like a bus hit you. your nose was stuffed and ached when you tried to breathe. there was a scratch in your throat and slight pounding in your head. ‘there goes my awesome day’ you think pulling the covers over your eyes to block out the light.

you tried to call eddie but got wayne just coming back from work.

“sorry, dear, he’s already left.” you told him to have a good day and he wished you the same. you’d always liked wayne, even before you met him by just the stories eddie told.

you heard eddie let himself in with the key you had given him. you felt awful that he was already there and you were so sick.

“babe?” eddie popped your bedroom with his signature grin. “you’re still in bed?”

you peak out from behind the covers. “i’m sick. i tried to call you but you’d already left.”

eddie’s smile slips as he drops to his knees beside your bed. you push yourself up to see him better.

“my fair maiden hath fallen ill?” he grabs your hand and holds it to his cheek. you can’t help but giggle at his antics. “i must nurse thee back to health!”

“you don’t have to do that.” he kisses the back of your hand and you can tell by the look in his eye he’s not giving up.

“in sickness and in health.” he shrugs and stands up never dropping your hand.

“that’s for marriage.” your laugh turns into a sneeze that your barely able to cover with your free hand. “we’re not married.”

“not yet!” he grins and places your hand gently on your chest before letting go. “do you have medicine here or do i need to go get some?”

“medicine cabinet above the sink” you relent, relaxing back into your pillows. soon your being fed a dose of cold medicine followed by a cup of peppermint tea. eddie climbs into bed with you and adjusts you so he’s holding you from behind. it doesn’t take long for the medicine to pull you back to sleep.

when you wake up again it’s almost too warm but when you realize it’s because you’re lying on top of eddie you don’t move. he’s asleep under you, arms wrapped around your waist.

your headache is gone and the itchiness in your throat had subsided. you still couldn’t breathe the best but it wasn’t nearly as bad as before.

you end up falling back asleep to eddie’s heartbeat. when you woke up again he made you soup and served it to you in bed.

“i was upset we wouldn’t get to hang out today.” you told him as he came back to bed after clearing the dishes.

“hey,” eddie grinned. “i gotta take care of my girl.”

“thank you.” you kissed his cheek.

“that’s not a proper thank you.” he chastised playfully.

“ok but if you get sick it’s not my fault” you laugh.

“you’ll just have to take care of me if that happens.” you rolled your eyes but kissed him anyways.

#eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #mxnson13

[piratefishmama]

Steddie 'Hitch' AU with Steve as the 'date doctor' and while he's absolutely killing it helping his friend Robin catch this absolute knock out lady (drop in whoever you like here could be chrissy, could be vickie, could be Nancy! the world is your oyster)

He's also thee most floundery flounderer around his very first boy crush on Eddie Munson, local rockstar and general pessimist when it comes to his own love life, and love in general.

he didnt even know he could have a crush on another guy until Eddie waltzed into his life. and now Eddie is there, and Steve is a mess.

#steddie #prompt ideas

[justmeinadaze]

Unattainable Part XI (Eddie X Theater Girl) 

Warnings: Definitely smut right here. Utterly adorable Eddie Munson with a flash of insecurity. Theater girl does have a panic attack that Eddie is there for. Panic Attacks are no fun. If you experience them, come here so I can give you a hug <3!

Word count: 3370

“Eddie…”, I gasp as I stare into the wrapped up giftbox he handed me. I was at a complete loss for words as I held up the two plane tickets. 

“I thought we could go check out the town and the school. Maybe get a feel for what it’s going to be like when we get up there.” 

“I-I don’t know what to say.” I stumble over my words still in complete shock. “You really didn’t have to do this.”

“I mean, we would need to go up there sometime before we move and I had a little extra money since SOMEONE threw a bunch of money at me like I was a stripper.” Eddie wiggles his shoulders, moving his arms like he’s dancing. 

“Are those your moves? I think I may have overpaid.” I giggle at him as he playfully slaps my thigh. “Thank you, baby.”

Crawling up my body, he pushes me back against his bed as he kisses my lips. 

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A few weeks later, we were on the plane headed to New York. Eddie had completely crashed out next to me seeing as how we had to get up at 4am to make our flight. 

“Eddie, why did you pick such an early flight then?”

“Because we’re only going to be there for the weekend and I wanted us to see as much as possible. Also, I’m an idiot!”

After landing, we dropped off our things at the hotel and immediately took off to explore the city. We explored some of the stores and walked around Times Square. The vibe of everything around me made me feel alive and excited. It felt like this is where I belonged and I hoped Eddie felt the same. His big, beautiful eyes were looking around at our surroundings soaking everything in.

“Babe, can you imagine?” I let go of his hand and ran in front of him gesturing towards one of the billboards above us. “’Tonight, at Madison Square Garden! Bon Jovi, Def Leopard, and the main attraction Corroded Coffin!’ Then there will be a picture of you 3 standing together with your instruments like you don’t care even though you do.” The grin on Eddie’s face grew as he watched me speak. “What?”

Coming up behind me, he pulled me against his chest, leaning his chin on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms over his as he looped them around my stomach. “I think this is the happiest I’ve ever seen you.”

“Eddie. I’m happy when I’m with you.”

“Naw, Sweetheart, this is different. I like it.” He leans his head down and places a kiss on my lips. “Just when I thought you couldn’t get any more beautiful…”

“Aw. Gross.” 

He laughs at me as he lets me go, grabbing my hand. “Come on, you disgustingly unattractive female. We have somewhere we need to be.”

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The American Academy of Dramatic Arts Front Office. I read the sign above the entry way as Eddie walks into the room. 

“Hey, uh, I’m Eddie Munson. I called a couple of weeks ago and scheduled a tour of the school for me and my girlfriend.”

“Ah yes. I see you two here. Let me tell the girl you’re ready.”

 “You set this up?” I ask when he saunters back over to where I’m standing. “You? Thee Eddie Munson who can’t even turn in homework on time.”

“Hey, ok. I can manage to get some things done on time if I care enough, Princess.” He squints at me pretending to be annoyed. 

“Hi there!” A small, spunky girl comes out of the office and greets us in the hallway. She reaches forward and shakes our hands with a bit too much enthusiasm. “I’m Jackie. I’m going to show you guys around today! I see here we have a future Oscar winner in the making. Very cool! And what about you? What’s your major going to be?”

Both Eddie and I were completely taken off guard by her energy. He could be animated and loud but this was Eddie times 10. 

“Oh, um, she’s the college girl. I’m just—”

“That is so fine! Maybe after the tour you’ll see something we offer that you might you like.”

He looks at me with wide, startled eyes and I can’t help but giggle as I take his hand in mine as we follow her to our next destination. 

The campus was gorgeous. Every place Jackie displayed on her tour made me fall more in love but it wasn’t until she showed us the stage that the reality of everything hit me. 

“This is the main stage here where you will spend a lot of your time, my dear.” She gestures to me with a big smile. 

“Wow. This place is pretty amazing. What do you think, babe?” Eddie turns to look me and I can tell something in my look worries him. “Hey, Jackie, do you think we can get a few minutes?”

“Of course! Take your time.” She flashes her pearly white teeth as she smiles. “I’m going to run to the restroom which is right outside the door here. Come out when you guys are ready.”

As soon as the auditorium door shuts, I feel Eddies hands griping my arms. “Ok, Sweetheart, what’s going on? Talk to me.” My breathing starts to quicken, my heart racing. My legs give out from underneath me but Eddie catches me, guiding me down to the floor. “Whoa! It’s ok. You’re ok. I’m here. You’re safe.”

“Eddie…I-I-I… don’t think…” I stumble over my thoughts as Eddie pulls me on to his lap. My head leans against his chest as I listen to his heartbeat. He keeps repeating softly that I’m safe as he runs his fingers through my hair. After a few moments, I feel everything in my body start to calm down. I reach up to whip the tears that had fallen from my eyes. “I’m sorry.”

His chest moves up and down as he chuckles. “Sorry for what? Feeling?”

“I think I saw the stage and it reminded me of everything I’ve been through to get here. Then I thought what if I made the wrong choice? What if I’m bad at this? What if things go wrong?”

“Baby! Come on now.” Eddie pulls my head back and cups my cheeks in his hands. “That right there. That’s your drunk moms voice in your head. Listen to me, ok? Hear my sultry tone.” I exhale a laugh. “You were born to do this. You deserve this. Nothing is going to go wrong. You know why? Because I’m here. I’m not going to let you fall. Literally!” I laugh as he kisses my forehead. 

Eddie feels something press against his shoulder and turns around to see Jackie handing him a water bottle. “Here. Drink this.” He cracks it open, handing it to me as she takes a seat in one of the auditorium chairs. “When I first moved here from Wisconsin, I was terrified. Small town girl who was raised by my grandparents after my mom died and my dad couldn’t be bothered. On my first day of classes, I had a panic attack in the girl’s restroom. I called my grandpa and told him I didn’t think I could do this. He said that no matter what I decided to do he and my grandmother were proud of me and supported me. I decided to give it one more day and here I am 3 years later.” 

Jackie stood up and extended her hand to help me up which I took. Eddie was next to me holding my forearm for support. I folded my arms around her neck and she reciprocated, squeezing me tightly around my waist. 

“Thank you.” I whisper from her shoulder. 

“Of course.” She lets me go and starts heading out the doors as we follow. 

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“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to—”

“Eddie! I’m fine. I promise.”

He sighs as he leans back against our hotel room bed. “I’m just saying. We can go to the bars and restaurants tomorrow if you want to stay in.”

I turn off the light as I exit the bathroom. “I’m fine, my knight. Now how do I look?”

Eddie overdramatically hoists himself up off the bed. “Wow.”

“Good wow or bad wow?”

He gets up, his eyes scanning my body up and down. I had bought a new dress specifically for a night like this. I knew Eddie would love the night life here, or so I’ve heard. I wanted him to have fun and to look good for him. To be fair, Eddie would say I looked beautiful in anything but I wanted tonight to be special. I purchased this casual blue sundress that flowed right above my knee. I pulled my long hair up in a messy bun and accessorized my feet with the same color blue converse. 

Eddie shakes his head as if waking up from dream. “Um, good wow. Very good, my lady. I don’t think I’ve seen you in a dress before. I mean, a real one not the costumes…” His voice starts to trail off as he glances down at himself. “I feel kind of underdressed.”

Tonight, he had on his usual torn up jeans and a Motley Crue t-shirt with his leather jacket. I grab him by the collar of his shirt and pull him to me planting a sloppy kiss on his lips. “You look perfect.”

We walked around a few blocks before we found a pizza place to devour some much need food. While we were eating Eddie started talking to a group sitting next us who were all headed to bar around the corner where bands were going to perform and they invited us to tag along. The bar itself was amazing. Definitely bigger than anything we had back in Hawkins. People were spread out all over the place with most of them moshing near the stage as the band raged. 

Eddie was in heaven as he looked around ecstatically taking everything in. We found a table near the side and ordered a round of drinks. I pushed his knee with my own.

“Go! Go be with your people!” I smiled up at him as he kissed the top of my head and disappeared with some of our new friends into the crowd near the stage. 

I sat with the tiny group that stayed behind as they told me about the city. They recommended some hot spots to go to and even gave me some pointers when looking for places to live. 

The music stopped and Eddie careened into the table drenched in sweat. 

“You okay?” I laugh at him, my eyes wide with amusement. 

“Oh honey, I’m more than ok!” He leans into me trying to hug me as I playfully screech, flashing him a disgusted look. He chuckles taking my hand under the table as I lean against his shoulder. 

In the early hours of the AM, our friends had to leave but they gave us their numbers and insisted we all hang out again after Eddie and I move. In the middle of our cab ride to the hotel, I felt Eddie’s fingers glide along my neck and down my shoulder. He leaned down towards me, his nose grazing my cheek. His warm breath against my neck made a shiver run through my body.

We both jerked forward as the driver pressed on the breaks. “Here you go, kids.” I thanked him as Eddie gave him some cash. While we waited for the elevator Eddie danced on his toes anxiously. The door opened and he held his palm on the door, gesturing for me to enter first. 

As soon as the doors close, Eddie was on me grabbing my face and bringing my lips to his. When I felt my back hit the wall I encircled my arms around his neck, leaping into his and wrapped my legs around his waist. My tongue danced with his, swallowing my moans as he started grinding his hips between my legs. 

The elevator dinged open and we were met with judge filled eyes from people waiting to get on. We giggle apologies as we passed them, jogging towards our room. Pressed up on the outside of our door, I clung to Eddie kissing any place I could reach while he dug for the key. 

As I started undoing his belt buckle, the door beeped open and I fell backwards into our room onto the floor. 

“Sweetheart!” Eddie smiled when he noticed I was cackling from the ground. “I am so sorry. Are you ok?”

Instead of verbally responding, I got up on my knees and scooted towards him. He stumbled backwards closing the door with his body as I unbuttoned his pants and reached my hand into his boxers pulling out his fully hard cock. I licked the tip and down his length with my tongue before fully encasing him in my mouth.

His hand rested against the back of my head, guiding me as I took all of him, feeling the tip hit the back of my throat. 

“Fuck, baby.”  Eddie thrust his hips slightly making me gag. “God, that feels so good.” He moves above me and I hear the sound of his shirt hitting the floor. Eddie delicately grabbed my head, bringing my lips to his. Without breaking contact, he crawled down to my level, pushing me back against the floor. 

“Um, excuse me. I wasn’t done.” I whine between kisses.

Lifting my dress, he reaches in and slides off my panties. “Can’t wait. Need you now.”, he pants, positioning himself outside of my entrance. “Fuck. You are so wet.” He moans as he rubs his cock up against my dripping cunt. “You ready for me, babe?” I aggressively nod my head, moving my hips against his. “Tell me. Tell me you want me.”

I nudge the tip of his nose with mine, hovering my lips over his. “Please Eddie. I need to feel you inside me. Please, baby. Don’t you want to watch me cum?”

He lets out a growl from his throat as he slides his cock into me. Eddie doesn’t hold back, thrusting into me roughly. I unhook my hands from him long enough to pull my dress over my head and his lips fall to chest. His fingers roam behind my back, unclasping my bra, and throwing it across the room. 

Suddenly, he stops moving. “Fuck. I forgot…I forgot the condom.” He pants, lifting his body up on his hands. I quickly reach for him pulling him back to me. 

“It’s ok. It’s ok. Just pull out. I trust you.” I press my hips up into his, trailing kisses along his chin and jaw. “Please don’t stop. I’m almost there. Please, baby.”

Eddie closes his eyes, sighing in pleasure, as he leans his head to the side of my neck. I wrap my arms around his neck as he pushes his cock deeper into my pussy. His pace was now much slower but the intensity of each thrust as he slammed his hips into mine caused my eyes to roll back. The sound of his heavy breathing and grunting in my ear drove me right to the edge.

“F-Fuck ohmygod. Don’t stop, Eddie. Just like that.”

He lifted his head and placed his forehead on mine. “Yeah? Just like that?” I gripped his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin. “Come on, baby. I can fuck I can feel you getting tighter. You feel so good. Cum for me. You know I love watching your beautiful face as you cum around my cock.”

I moaned his name against his lips as the coil in my belly snapped, my body shuddering beneath him. Eddie softly pressed his lips to mine. “Good girl. Fucking so gorgeous when you cum.”, he whispers as his hips start picking up that quick rhythm as he chases his own high. 

When I feel his hips start to stutter, I push against his chest as he pulls out and sits on his heels. I quickly maneuver my mouth around his cock, trying to match his original pace. After a few seconds, I hear him whimper above me as he grabs my head holding it still as he releases down my throat. I pull him out with a subtle pop and glide up his body to meet his lips.

Eddie smiles as he gets to his feet, picking me up, and carrying me over to the bed where he gently lays me down. We lay there silently for a while just kissing and running our hands over other. He was right. This is the happiest I had ever been and I couldn’t wait for our life to begin here. 

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“Yeah, these were the ones the girls told me about yesterday.” I pointed up at the apartment building in front of us. “They said that these are a good ‘starter place’ for first time New Yorkers.”

“Let’s take a look.” Eddie opened the door for me as we made our way inside. The man behind the desk greeted us and asked us a few questions. 

“Okay and neither of you have an income down here yet?” He inquired. 

“Oh, not yet. We just wanted to look to get an idea.” When I turned to glance at Eddie, I noticed his face and smile had fallen slightly. When I asked if he was ok, he told me was fine, taking my hand as we followed the gentleman up to a vacant model. 

“Wow, it has a beautiful view.”

“Yeah. It’s not the most glamours place but it IS very close to the school and it has all the major things a person needs.”

I laugh at him as he tells me more about the area and the building itself. While we talk, Eddie walked around uncharacteristically quiet as he moved about. When we leave the guy gives me his card, advising we call if we have any more questions. Eddie has his hands in his jacket pockets and I loop my arm through his.

“If you don’t like it, there are a ton more places we can look at.”

“I liked it. I liked it a lot.” He says without looking at me. 

I step in front of him, blocking him from moving forward. “Talk to me, Eddie.”

He looks down at me briefly before grabbing my hand and pulling me across the street towards a near by park. He flops down on a bench bringing me down with him. 

“I feel bad.” When I look at him quizzically, he breathes out a deep sigh. “Look, you have school, you have your acting, you have all this stuff going for you and I don’t know…” Eddie looks down at his hands. “People keep asking me what I’m going to do up here and I have no idea. I feel like a bum.”

I reach for his chin and using the tips of my fingers, I lift up his face. “It always surprises me when you say things like that. Eddie, you’re not a bum. We still have time before we move. Remember this was just to get an idea. Now that we know we can plan better. It’s not a big deal.” I slide over to him, resting my head on his chest as he holds me tightly to him. “You’re safe with me to. I love you.” 

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The plane lands in Indiana at a little after noon. I hated to leave New York but soon we’d be coming back. Since I knew my mom wasn’t going to be home Eddie offered for me to rest at his trailer before he took me home since it was closer to where we were now. When we pulled in there was a car outside neither of us recognized. 

“Maybe one of Wayne’s friends?”, I asked.

“Um, I don’t think so. It’s not one of their cars that I know of.” He replied, reaching for my hand to help me down from the van. 

When we walked through the door, my entire body froze. 

“Hey Dad.” 

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A/N: I think some of my day to day flowed in here. My therapist and I just had a session about me 'feeling my feelings.' Like ma'am. I am a depressive. I FEEL all day. Lol. But for real, your feelings are valid <3. It's ok to feel what you're feeling. Just know you aren't alone.

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