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buckys-little-belle · 2 years
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Either with Cg! Hellfire or Steve or anyone in the ST universe with reader bumping their head and it causes them to feel little cause it hurts and they regress right there....I just hurted my head at work and it is really hard for me rn
Hellfire Babysitters Club (Part Four)
Little Bump
Eddie x Little!Reader (They/Them pronouns) / Hellfire Club x Little!Reader (They/Them pronouns)
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Warnings - reader cries, reader has a bump on their head, use of “ice pack”, descriptions of bump on head, alludes to a concussion
Note - ahhhhhhh I missed writing these and it’s been less than a week, anyways
SFW - Please keep all interactions with this fic and with this blog SFW.
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The Hellfire meeting had started three hours ago, this time it was on a Friday, the special meeting put in place so the group could finish out the campaign as late as possible. The group was growing restless, a few of the boys were hungry, Y/n was busting with energy, surprisingly still big, determined to finish out the game, and Eddie in need of a smoke break.
“Okay, 30 minuet break.” Eddie huffed, standing up and stretching, the rest of the group following suit.
“You think the cafeteria has any good snacks?” Dustin asked, turning his head towards Lucas and Y/n.
“I say we go check.” Y/n beamed, immediately b-lining for the door, ready for a snack of any sort.
Y/n, Dustin and Lucas walked down the hallway, their destination just a few doors down, and left unlocked. The lunch ladies seemed to have a sweet spot for the group, maybe it was Eddie’s charm, or the fact that the group would often help clean up if need be. Whatever the reason, they didn’t care, free snacks for some chores sounded great to the hungry group.
“I hope there’s left over granola from this morning.” Y/n smiled, skipping down the hallway.
“Just the granola or yogurt too?” Lucas asked, causing Y/n to abruptly turn around, the force of their stop knocking them over onto their pack. A loud ‘Thud’ could be heard when their head hit the floor. “Y/n!?” Lucas worried, hopping the situation wasn’t as bad as he assumed it was.
“It hurts.” Y/n said, trying to hold back tears and trying to stay as big as possible.
“Well yah dummy you fell.” Dustin laughed, walking over to help them up.
“‘m not a dummy!” They cried, the tears finally making their way down Y/n’s cheeks.
“Way to go idiot!” Lucas called, a few steps behind the two.
“He’s not an idiot!” Y/n cried again, distraught, holding the back of their head as it throbbed.
Gareth ran up behind the group, Mike not too far behind him. “What’s going on?” He said worriedly. “We heard crying.” He and Mike were both out of breath from running to help right away.
“They hit their head.” Dustin explained, now sitting next to Y/n, his hand on their back. “Like a pretty big thud.” He whispered hoping Y/n wouldn’t hear the last part.
“It hurts.” Y/n mumbled, now fully regressed, trying their best to cope with the pain they were currently experiencing.
Gareth took a deep breath, Eddie was outside, most likely in the woods, having a moment to himself. So that meant that they needed to solve this issue, the group now officially babysitters, like they promised to be. “Okay.” Gareth began, ready to take over the situation as the leader. “Someone grab a bag of frozen, fruit? Something we can use as an ice pack, and then someone else grab Y/n a snack.”
“Why a snack?” Mike asked, ready to do anything for Y/n but wondering what Gareth’s intentions were at the moment with his plan.
“Eating always makes me feel better.” He stressed, grabbing Y/n’s hands as he helped them up. Leading them back to the drama room, his hand on their back as he waved the others to begin their mission.
“‘m sorry.” Y/n mumbled, a few tears still making their way down their cheeks. “I ruined the game.” They sobbed, once again beginning a wave of new tears.
The two approached the empty drama room, the other two members most likely wandering around the school somewhere. “You did’t ruin anything little terror.” He cooed, sitting Y/n down in Eddie’s chair, the only one with armrests that would allow a bit more support. “We can still play, you just scared us.” He reasoned, thinking Y/n was most likely picking up on the stress of the group, which was coming from an injured member, not because they couldn’t play.
“You not mad?” They asked, the tears calming down, but still marking their face. Gareth shook his head, sitting next to Y/n as they awaited the others.
“Okay!” Dustin called as the three boys entered the room, a bag of frozen cherries in his hands, and yogurt with berried and granola in Lucas’s. Mike stood behind the two, a few juice boxes in his hands, enough for the whole group. Dustin walked up to Y/n, maneuvering their head so it leaned against the back of the chair, placing the bag of cherries ontop of their head. “That should help make the bump feel better.” Dustin smiled, Y/n looking a little silly with a bag ontop of their head, a large smile adorning their face.
“And this is for you.” Lucas said, walking towards Y/n and handing them the small bowl of yogurt, granola and berries, a fancy snack for a sad little terror.
The boys all sat down around the table, drinking their juice boxes and chatting amongst each other, the two other members arriving and doing the same.
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Once Eddie made his way back to the room he could hear laughter, the drama room’s lights on and not dimmed, the groups laughter loud and joyous. As he stepped in he saw Y/n with a bag of frozen cherries strapped to their head with a random shoelace, standing in front of his chair, like he would, babbling about dragons and making gasping noises.
“Ahh, so the little terror becomes the master of the game.” He sighed, walking towards his chair, placing his hands on both sides of Y/n’s face, their cheeks squishing together as he checked them over. “What happened?” He asked, wondering why such an elaborate ice pack was being used.
“Hit my head.” They mumbled, pointing towards the frozen fruit perched atop their head. “Dey all made me a cold hat.” They smiled, pointing towards the boys in the room. “I lob them.” Y/n laughed, hugging Eddie and yawning.
“You tired?” He asked, hoping the answer was no, knowing he needed to keep them awake if the bump was bad. Y/n nodded, snuggling closer into his chest. Eddie sat in his chair, his back touching the back of the chair and legs spread as wide as possible, seating Y/n on the empty chair space, wrapping an arm around them to keep them in place, and putting his own head on their shoulder, letting him see his game notes, and keep an eye on the little terror. “You guys ready?” He asked, the room nodding, handing Eddie a juice box of his own.
The group could get used to this, some teamwork, laughs, fun, and wholesome Eddie.
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lovely--lover · 2 years
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Gareth Things NSFW
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Just some NSFW things with Gareth Emerson 🤭 Enjoy lovelies ❤️ Gareth as a Boyfriend
🥒Your first time with Gareth is in the back of Eddie’s van. He put blankets and pillows in the back because he wanted to watch the stars and listen to music with you but things escalated and he had to ‘borrow’ one of Eddies condoms from his glove compartment
🥒Gareth is submissive (I don't make the rules 🙄) he is so sweet and all he wants to do is please you! 
🥒GARETH THE GIVER!!!
🥒He loves to go down on you!! He will rest between your thighs and slowly use his tongue against you to savor the taste and moment all while thrusting into the bed
🥒Just imagine his face red and glistening with sweat as he fucks into you ❤️baby is working so hard 
🥒Gareth does not moan he whimpers and whines into your ear as he tells you how good it feels
🥒A lot of soft sex. Gareth is a sweetie who just enjoys holding you in his arms. One hand will caress the back of your head with the other on your hip as he slowly thrust into you while staring into your eyes. 
🥒Making out in the Hellfire Club room before the other members show up
🥒He has a bad habit of cumming in his pants 😔 especially when you pull his hair or call him a good boy
🥒Gareth pocketed the handcuffs from Eddies room. He pulled them out with shaky hands “Are you going to tie me up...” he just stood there with red cheeks and puppy dog eyes “Oh....Gareth sweetie, do you want me to tie you up?” 
🥒He looks so pretty with his arms above his head. His hair splayed out against the pillows, red cheeks, teary eyes as he watches you undress in front of him left to thrust into nothing as he waits for you, whimpering 🥺
🥒Gareth has a small stuffed animal collection and he pushes them of the bed before you fuck because he doesn't want them to watch
🥒He licks his fingers clean 👀
🥒Gareth is very private and won’t tell the Hellfire Club members but he pulls Eddie aside one day and ask for advice. He learns why Eddie wears all those rings.....later that day “Gareth, why do you have so many rings on?”
🥒When your laying naked beneath him Gareth will just stare in awe attempting to memorize your body whispering to himself “So beautiful”
🥒Gareth isn't usually rough or dominant but when you wear his cutoff with nothing underneath he can't control himself. He’ll pull you down by the collar and grip the fabric while he fucks you
🥒He loves when you leave love bites on his neck he will wear a bandana around his neck at home but the second he enters the school he has them on display. 
🥒CONSENT KING 👑 always ask for permission and he doesn't even realize how dirt he sounds doing it
🥒”Babe could...could I go down on you I’ve been thinking about it all day?” “I wanna finger you and make feel good first...is that okay?” his cheeks will be red and he’ll play with your hand too embarrassed to look at you 
🥒Please play with his hair 🥺 it’s his kink
🥒Gareth holds your hand while you give him a blowjob and rubs the back of your hand with his thumb when he gets close whimpering out “I’m about to.....can I cum please”
🥒He’ll make a mixtape of soft songs to play. When you're kissing he will get up and put the tape in and you know what that means. (He’s scared his parents might hear but also wants to be romantic)
🥒Riding Gareth on his drum stool before he bends you over his drums set and fucks you. At his next performance he will notice the cum left over on his seat. He has to perform with a hard on the entire night
🥒Would I be going to far if I said Gareth fucks you with his drum sticks and then licks them before each performance for good luck 🤔
Anyways I should end things here 🤭 I hope everyone enjoyed it!!! I will be producing more Gareth content because this man will not leave my mind 😭 
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ddejavvu · 2 years
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Hello! I’m not really sure if this fits the theme of multiverse Monday, but could you do an Eddie x Reader modern day hellfire club?
today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)
zoom calls during the pandemic SUCKED
suddenly everyone needed to modify the way you were playing
everyone was literally trying to play exactly the same as you all did before but obviously it wasn't working and everyone was lying about what they'd rolled and it was a fucking mess
lucas didn't have his own dice and erica wouldn't let him borrow a set of hers
gareth's wifi kept cutting out so he'd just turn all pixelly
"Hold on it.... *static noises* -under the table- *static noises* *thump* - hit my head!"
Dustin forgot his figurine at school before the pandemic hit so he made himself a new one and it was not exactly perfect
eventually eddie found a site geared towards online dnd sessions and it helped so much
but he couldn't figure out how to use it so he was calling you at like three in the morning asking about how to configure it all
"Okay okay i know i said last time was the last time but it won't let me upload our map and I don't wanna make one from scratch!"
you're all groggy from sleep like "Eddie, have you tried importing it as a pdf?"
"What the fuck does that mean??"
you all have a discord server for your campaigns that eddie keeps notes in and you transcribe major events
jeff cannot for the life of him figure out how to verify himself in the server
you're coaching him over the phone like, "Just click the blue check mark under the rules section."
"There is no blue check mark! There's a green one!"
"Then click the green one!"
eddie just has to manually give him the role that he needs to access the channels
also eddie is a terror on discord he's constantly changing people's names to shit like 'tinypenis69' or 'garethhasnoballs'
eddie's is 'y/npleasesendnudes'
and yours is 'eddiestopaskingfornudes'
when you all get back together after the pandemic it is the best session you've ever had in your life
everyone's hugging and shouting and shaking each other by the shoulders and cheering and pounding on the table and just so so happy to be playing together again :')
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starseds · 2 years
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crybaby | eddie munson x fem!reader
warnings: very mean & kind-of bully eddie (he gets sweet in the end dw), reader is sensitive and cries, eddie cheats off your paper, a little bit ooc? reader is implied to be shorter than eddie. has not been polished lol. i think there might be some grammar and spelling mistakes,, also this is a little bit rusty cuz i haven't written in ages. pls tell me if there are lollll
so i had a thought, this might be stupid but hear me out— imagine sitting next to eddie in math class, and there was this big quiz that eddie did not study for. because you sat on his right it was much easier for him to look over at your paper, you notice this and try to hide your paper but it doesn't really help much because he's still looking at your paper.
so at lunch, you wanted to go to his table and tell him not to do it again but you were hesitant because eddie and his friends looked intimidating. but you really wanted eddie to not cheat off you so gained the courage to walk over there. your legs were definitely shaking. eddie immediately notices that you're walking over to his table, "well, would you look at that," he says to his friends, pointing over to you. they're now all staring at you.
you arrive and is kind of uncomfortable by the intense staring from his friends, but you decide to ignore them and focus on why you went here in the first place. "eddie?" you say, tapping him on the shoulder. he turns to look at you, "hello, y/n. why are you here?" he sounds surprised because of your visit to the freaks' table.
"i just wanted to tell you t-that i didn't really like it when you looked at my paper while we were having a quiz on math class earlier... please don't do it again." you say, and you're kind of proud of yourself. eddie gave you a confused look before scoffing.
"yea? what're you gonna do about it, hm? gonna tell on me?" he mocked you, standing up from his seat and towering over you. his friends laughing in the background. if you weren't nervous before, you definitely were now. eddie could be so scary sometimes. "i- uhm, i-" you tried to say something, anything really, "what? you what?" he taunted, his face inching closer to you. you couldn't move. you were frozen. he didn't break eye contact with you, your mouth fell open, wanting to say something, he's still waiting for you to say something.
but you couldn't say anything. you felt your chest get heavier and your eyes start to water, oh fuck you were crying. eddie is shocked, he definitely did not mean for that to happen, "woah, woah i was just messing around-" he says, hovering his arms to your sides like you were about to fall or something. you just start full on sobbing in the cafeteria as he tries his best to calm you down "eddie, what the hell?!?!" one of the freshman in the table says, "how was i supposed to know she'd start crying?!" eddie sits you down on his seat on the table, rubbing your back. "hey, i'm sorry, okay? i didn't mean to make you cry." he apologizes, handing you his black handkerchief to wipe your tears with.
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t-h-i-n-g · 2 years
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hey gal ,
could I request an Eddie Munson x f!reader where none of hellfire believe eddie is dating someone and somehow in whatever way u decide they see they together and they are flabbergasted but happy for Eddie , if u don’t want to it’s fine , thank u <3
No Shot
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a/n: i personally think that eddie would listen to determinate from lemonade mouth religiously or just watch the film at least once a month. ANYWAYS- thanks for requesting!! kinda proud of this ngl, it came out better then i was expecting. hope you enjoy!!
word count: 1.4k
summary: the hellfire club just knew there was no way eddie could have pulled little miss perfect. No shot.... Right?
warnings: none besides some light swearing
st - masterlist m.masterlist
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“There’s just no shot.”
“You gotta be kidding right? Tell me you’re kidding.”
“That isn’t his joking face, why isn’t he making his joking face?”
“100% bullshit is all I hear.”
“If this is a joke, it’s not funny. I’m not laughing, Jeff’s not laughing, Gareth’s not laughing-”
“No, no I’ll give it to him,” Gareth spoke up, turning back to Eddie slowly, “Ha…..ha, there you’ve had your laugh. Now tell me what the hell you were smoking to say such a stupid…,” he held up his hands making quotations, “‘statement’ and make you think we would even believe it to be true.” 
Eddie stood there slightly dumb founded. Not expecting the boys to react this way. Sure maybe a little hesitation, but it’s not the most outrageous thing to have happened. 
He held up a finger to Gareth, “First off, I haven’t even had anything this morning,” he glanced at the others,” and second why is it so hard to believe? Do I really seem that unbearable?” Dustin let out a laugh.
“Unbearable to Ms. Prom-Queen-A-Honor-Roll-Top-Of-Her-Class-High-School-Graduate? Yeah, just a little.” Eddie’s brows furrowed.
“How did you know she was number one in her class?” Dustin pointed to Mike.
“She was always over to study with Nancy,” Mike explained. Eddie stared blankly at him.
“Well she didn’t tell me that,” he mumbled to himself mostly. It really should have been self explanatory as he did notice you and Nancy would be seen together in the hallways back when you were in school. He pulled himself from his thoughts and focused on the main topic, “You ever think that maybe that Ms. Prom-Queen-blah-blah-blah could have found me charming? Amazing? That I’m interesting and at heart a good person-”
“We know that you are, dude,” Jeff stopped him. “It’s just the fact of how the hell would the two of you wind up in the same room in the first place? How did you even ‘meet’ her.” 
“She likes Metallica,” he simply stated. “I was in the same aisle as her in a record store. She made conversation and we hit it off from there,” Eddie explained.
“Metallica? Y/n L/n likes metallica?” Gareth asked sarcastically.
“Iron Maiden and AC/DC too, thank you very much,” Eddie mentioned, getting a little frustrated.
Gareth deadpanned leaning back in his seat, “Whatever man. Let’s just all say, we’ll believe it when we see it.” The others nodded. Eddie plopped down in his own chair. Giving up trying to defend himself. Dustin patted him on the shoulder.
“Listen man, we want to believe you. Really we do… but this is just a little far fetched. Even for me,” Dustin put a hand over his chest, “If this really is true just, maybe- maybe invite her to our next campaign. Prove us all wrong then.” Eddie pondered his suggestion before standing up once again.
“Alright, I’ll do it. And once she shows, “ he pointed a finger across the group, “Each and everyone of you owes me five bucks.” 
“Hold on, five bucks?” Mike asked exasperated. Eddie nodded.
“And if she doesn’t show, I’ll own you all five bucks. How does that sound?” The group took in the offer.
“Do we really want to do that? I don’t even know if I got five bucks in my house,” Gareth whispered to Jeff.
“I'd like to see what he pulls out of his ass to actually pull this off. Think it out man. Little miss perfect with the guy who has retaken high school twice? Yeah sure, maybe in a fairy tale,” Jeff stated standing up. Putting out his hand to Eddie. Which he took in his own and shook it. The others following suite.
Eddie was ready for them to eat shit and be 25 bucks richer…
That was if he could convince you to get off work early.
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So, here he stood. Campaign day ready for you to finally meet the rest of the Hellfire Club.
“Can we get inside already? Daylight's wasting and I’m ready for my five bucks man,” Gareth said
You were late. But it’s fine right? Still time for you to show, Eddie thought to himself. The rest of the group stood at his sides, waiting for you to magically poof in front of them.
“Just give it another minute,” Eddie declared, crossing his arms. “She had to take off from work. Her boss is a bitch. He probably made her stay to do some dumb paperwork shit or something before she could leave.” Silence passed over them as the minutes ticked by. Jeff was the first one to break first.
“As much as I love waiting for nobody, the cheese puffs inside are calling my name,” he said, backing up slowly towards the school. “So when everyone’s ready to actually get the campaign started I’ll be there.” One by one the group started to flee into the building. Dustin was the last one to reside. He was too tempted to go grab the donuts he packed earlier. He edged his way away. 
“Ah, come on man you too?” Eddie asked him. Dustin winced.
“I’m sorry, it’s just I skipped lunch and there’s food and I’m hungry.” Eddie shooed him away with his hand, following after him. 
What happened? You seemed so excited to meet the guys and see what the club was all about, having listened to how passionately he talked on the subjects. Yet you were nowhere in sight. It would be fine, though. There must have been a good enough reason you couldn’t make it. He would pull up to yours later to check if everything was alright. But, just as he opened the door to join the rest like an angel’s calling, a horn rang throughout the mostly empty parking lot. His head snapped to the direction of the sound, there it was. Your 1985 Mercedes Benz rolling into the school yard at a speed that should not be legal in a school zone. Rushing to put it in park you unbuckled your seat belt and grabbed the foods you brought with for the occasion. 
The rest of the boys must have heard the commotion as they now all huddled around the door peering through the windows to see you balancing a tray of goods in one hand, a bag on your back, and your keys in your other, trying to lock your vehicle. Once the que was heard you placed the tray in a more steady hold. Looking up to the group ahead of you. A smile broke out on your face. Instantly you went to wave but decided against it when your things almost fell. Instead meeting Eddie half-way up the sidewalk greeting him with a kiss to his cheek.
“I’m so sorry I’m late,” you exclaimed, “Ronny he made me stay for some stupid paperwork shit and wouldn’t let me go before I did.” Eddie’s head turned to the boys pointing out your explanation. Following his eye line you took in the others. Walking to meet them in the doorway. They were all jaw slacked. Shocked by the sight of you, standing with Eddie’s hand on your waist still indeed clad in a work uniform. A little pin saying, ‘Hi My Name Is Y/n Ask Me A Question.’
However this silence and the staring was making you s nervous. An uneasy smile taking over your features as you hesitantly held out a peace offering.
“I brought cupcakes,” you said hopefully. Another brief silence passed over. Before Mike’s loud mouth was heard from the back.
“You made cupcakes? Oh god, these are the best. Dustin you have to try one. She made these for the bake sale last year and I swear it was like-” Mike grabbed your forearm slightly dragging you into the building, Dustin tagging along with you. You looked over at Eddie flashing him your million dollar smile. He returned it with a dreamy expression. He was gaze was deterred however when a hand slapped down on his shoulder. A crunched up five dollar bill being held out in front of him. Eddie turned to Gareth who was still watching as you walked away.
“Well played man,” he said, “ You got us good.” Eddie smiled at him and pushed away the hand, following after you. 
“You really have to try these cupcakes man,” he simply said and started jogging to catch up to you. Taking the tray away to hold for you. You thanked him lightly, falling into his side. He shifted the pan into one hand and let his free arm wrap around your shoulders.
“Does this mean we get to keep our money?” Jeff asked. Gareth simply shrugged.
“I don’t know but now I really want a cupcake.”
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doll-in-the-walls · 2 years
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(Platonic) Hellfire Club x GN!reader headcanons
(for a reader who isn't very good at the game and doesn't handle it all that well 🥺)
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Before the headcanons I just wanted to share what prompted this. (Feel free to just skip to the bulleted HCs.)
I have D&D sessions on Sundays and in the campaign our party is in a tournament and I was up in a doubles fight tonight and we lost. Badly.
Everyone else, the other two teams in our party, won their matches. Their fights went on for round after round. We lasted barely even two.
And I already felt stupid because I actually had a plan but things didn't work out, my character got knocked out first and barely did any damage
After, our DM pointed out things I should've/could've done and it just made me feel even more stupid... (He wasn't saying it to make me feel stupid but he gets this tone of voice and a way of phrasing things that just makes me feel like the biggest idiot on the planet)
Because it wasn't my teammates fault we lost it was me. If I had been smarter we would've lasted longer and maybe won. I'm the weakest link in our whole party I have the least experience. And the fact that I actually put thought into the plan made me feel even worse because I was really really trying to do well...
Anyway enough of my whining, have some headcanons.
Headcanons:
So I started thinking about being in a campaign in Hellfire
You're still new to the party
Maybe it's only your first or second time playing
And you're getting upset because you're doing death saves
and you've failed twice already
and one more means your character is dead
(like dead dead. get a new character sheet because you gotta make a new one dead)
and you're the only one who's gotten downed
and you kinda suck at the game in general because your rolls always suck
and you never seem to make the right moves
you forget certain attacks/spells you have and how they'd help you
and therefore you're of no help in fights, even if you're really trying to be
and everyone can see you're getting upset
and so they're all trying to keep you alive and keep your spirits up without coming out and saying it
because they want you to have fun so you actually want to come back and play again.
Like one of the guys would get you up via some healing spell asap
and from then on Eddie would purposely not attack you anymore
and if he absolutely had to (AoE attacks for instance) he would lie about what he rolled because he knows your characters AC
or he would make sure there was no way your character would be downed from the attack
and the bard would inspire you so you could have advantage on saving rolls
and they would all just want you to have fun
and would offer advice and help you pick spells or attacks that would help your character.
Eddie would give little tips or say details about the enemy/location/quest he wouldn't otherwise say
If it ever came to your character dying Eddie would pull a "it was all a dream" just so you could keep your character
because he knows how hard you worked on it
and knows how much you love the character you created.
and because he doesn't want to be the reason you cry. Ever.
And no one would get upset or accuse him of playing favorites
because they all want you to enjoy the game and want to see you happy and having fun.
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Feel like pure shit I just want him back
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ryan-waddell11 · 6 days
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“I’ll sit, but I’m not going to be happy about it”
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saramelaniemoon · 6 months
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Eddie Munson and Patrick Verona are the same person and you can't convince me otherwise...
part 2
The eyes
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The smile
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Patrick sang and performed "Can't take my eyes off you" and in my opinion Eddie would make a great and (maybe too) emotional show with "Prisoner of your eyes" by Judas Priest.
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buckys-little-belle · 10 months
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Hi, I’ve been going through somethings and would like to request a Gareth x little reader, maybe him comforting the little during a heavy crying fit or something like that, I hope you have a wonderful day-
Bun
Hellfire Babysitting Club : The Sequel (Part Three and a half) (Blurb)
Meanie Bo-Beanie
Gareth Emerson X Little!Reader (They/Them Pronouns Used) / Hellfire Club x Little!Reader (They/Them Pronouns Used)
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Warnings - Crying, mentions of bullying (Jason), protective Hellfire Club, protective gare bear, food mentions, eating of lunch
Notes - Been A while <3 This is pretty short!
Notes Two - Hope this helps bubba, and I hope things are looking up!
SFW - Please keep all interactions with this post, and this blog, SFW.
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"Gareth!" Dustin yelled as he rushed into the drama room, the group, sans Dustin and Bunny, were already digging into their lunches when the boy yelled for Gareth. "Bunny -"
"Bunny what? Dustin!" Gareth stood up, already halfway to the door by the time Dustin could continue.
"They locked themself into the bathroom, and I can't get them to come out." He admits. "They're, they're crying, I don't know why." His voice grows sad as Gareth and him walk towards the bathroom, the rest of the group slowly following behind, not sure what to do.
"Little Bunny?" Gareth's tone is soft, his words already comforting although his face was still contorted in fear and confusion. "It's Gareth, can you come out?"
"Really?" A loud voice booms from down the hallway. "I though you losers would have dropped baby juice box already." Jason laughs, two basketball guys on either side.
Lucas clenched his jaw hard, his fists balled at his side. "Jason, Y/n has nothing to do with this." The group looks to him in confusion, Jason's eyebrows furrowing.
"They have everything to do with this, you told coach I "Bullied" them and he believed you!" Jason laughed.
"You what?" One of the guys next to him speaks up.
"I didn't do anything too mean." Jason laughed. "But Sinclair's got it out for me, probably wants my Team Capitan position or something." The teen scoffs.
As Jason and his guys argue over Jason being a bad guy, something everyone could see, Gareth drowns them out and turns back to the door. "It's okay Bunny, if you want to wait in there that's okay."
"Don' wan' to bear." Y/n cries loudly.
"Jason is leaving now, why don't you come out and we can go eat some lunch?"
"'m scared." Y/n admits, another cries echoing off the bathroom walls.
"I know, but I promise I'm here to protect you, and so is everyone else."
The door lock clicks and Y/n peaks their head out, tears still rapidly falling down their cheeks, a huge frown on their face. "It's okay cheesy, I'll protect you." El speaks up.
"Everyone will." Will bumps El's shoulder.
Gareth squats down, pulling his long sleeve over his thumb and patting away some of Y/n's tears. "I'm sorry I wasn't here to help you, Bunny."
"Jus' wan'ed to give you 'his" Y/n holds out a juice box to Gareth, the straw missing, but the label reading "Fruit punch". "Said you li'ed it."
Gareth smiles, his own tears threatening to spill. "Yes, I do like fruit punch. Thank you Bunny." His hand land on their back and rubs in circles, their tears slowing, breathing calming down.
"You li'e it?" Y/n's lower lip wobbles.
"I love it, Bunny."
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Hellfire Holidays
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Merry late Christmas if you celebrate the holiday! I always seem to post the holiday themed writing late lol I am settled in my personal life so I will be writing more now. I have missed it a lot 🥺
Eddie Munson
🔥Christmas inflation has hit the drug sales! Eddie gives no discounts or deals during the holiday season. He needs the money to buy Wayne Christmas gifts.
🔥Eddie gets all the Hellfire club members new D&D dice (even Erica) he sees a glittery set of pink dice and thinks of her 🥺
🔥Eddie never knows what to buy Wayne for Christmas. He never wants anything except Eddie to be safe. So Eddie gets him a new hat and mug every year (it’s become some what of a tradition) Wayne must like them since they’re displayed all around the trailer!
🔥Eddie also gets him new work boots and clothes. The nice kind that cost a lot and last a long time. Wayne always protest that he can’t accept the gifts.
“I know these are expensive boy. I don’t want you spending your money on me mine are just fine….take em back and get your money back”
“That’s too much work plus I lost the receipt so just keep em old man”
🔥He buys gifts for Max and leaves them on her front porch with a scribbled tag that says For Red. The gift contains various cassettes and a fluffy blanket (the trailers get cold in the winter) and When Max pulls out a Metallica cassette she can’t help but smile “That freak”
🔥Eddie hated Christmas as a kid his only family was Wayne and they were poor and kid Eddie didn't understand. So Wayne would take him to see Christmas lights and meet Santa, and attempt to decorate the trailer.  
🔥Every holiday since Wayne wraps the trailer in glowing Christmas lights making it stand out in the dark trailer park.
🔥Wayne also made a tradition that on Christmas Eve Eddie could stay up as late as possible and watch the Christmas movies on TV while eating cookies and waiting for Santa. Little Eddie would always crash on the couch resting on Wayne's shoulder. Wayne would carry him to bed and tuck him under the blankets before placing the presents under their small tree.
🔥They still do this tradition but Eddie stays awake much longer and no longer believes in Santa so when midnight hits Eddie will run to his room and get the gifts for Wayne to open “It’s technically Christmas!”
Gareth Emerson
🔥Gets dark red dice with silver numbers from Eddie for Christmas Gareth feels bad so he runs to the vending machine and gets him a candy bar and a soda.
🔥Every year his mom makes him and his sister wear matching outfits and take pictures together at the mall. They are awkward and Gareth doesn't smile until his mom yells at him to.
🔥His mom bribes him with $20 to not tell his sister that Santa’s not real and if he does she will beat him (said jokingly…..maybe) Gareth wasn't gonna tell his sister that anyway but still takes the money and uses it to but his sister a Christmas gift
🔥Gareth gets his a mini red flannel, markers and coloring books, and a bracelet making kit (yes she makes him a bracelet and yes he wears it everyday 🙄)
🔥Gareth gets a bunch of photos of him and his sister and puts them in a scrapbook. Writing down his commentary on the pages. He’s really nervous when she opens it (he spent all his money on his sister’s gifts) 
🔥His mom cries when she looks through the pages and grabs Gareth in a hug squeezing him tight “Oh Gare-bear you’re so sweet such a good boy!” “Mom please!”
🔥He’s secretly a sucker for Christmas sweaters! They’re so soft and cozy but he only wears them at home while watching movies with his family or laying in his bed cuddled up with his stuffie that his sister got for him…..so he can’t get rid of it! (that’s what he says anyway)
🔥He stays up late and stars out the window when it snow he thinks the falling snow is mesmerizing. The next morning he makes snow angels and has a snowball fight with his sister (he really adores her even though he would never admit it 🥺)
🔥Jeff makes him a bear plushie!
Dustin Henderson
🔥He gets dark green dice with silver numbers from Eddie for Christmas. Dustin gives him his old copy of the Never Ending Story soundtrack. 
🔥The second it gets cold his mom is pulling out the scarves and gloves making him layer up until he’s sweating. 
“Mom it’s not that cold!”
“Dustybun! Yes it is, you’ll get sick. I still remember how miserable you were last year after getting the flu. My poor baby!”
He takes off all the layers when he gets on the bus (yes he does get sick🙄 )
🔥Has been getting gifts for months to make Suzie a Christmas box! It’s full of candy, fantasy books, a blanket, and one of his hats and a bunch of other nerd stuff lol
🔥Always makes his mom a Christmas gift (because she loves it) and it is the only type of gift she will accept.
Every Christmas Eve him and his mom eat cheese and crackers while drinking sparkling cider and watch game shows. His mom is so proud when he gets all the questions right!
🔥Jeff makes him a lion plushie
Mike Wheeler
🔥Mike gets yellow and purple dice with gold letters from Eddie
🔥Mike is an absolute Grinch!! He hates Christmas all the cheer annoys him. He always complains when his mom ask him to help decorate or go to festivities
🔥Only gets a gift for Eleven and spends hours at the mall trying to pick something. Makes Lucas and Dustin go with him (Max refused) he ends up getting her some scrunchies, markers, a teddy bear, and a Hawkins t-shirt to remind her of home.
🔥On Christmas morning he refuses to get up early so everyone has to wait to open gifts. He doesn’t really show any expression when opening gifts just gives a “thanks”
🔥He hates the snow and gets cold easily but still only wears a jacket because he thinks he’s too cool to wear a coat.
🔥Jeff makes him a mouse plushie
Erica Sinclair
🔥Gets pink glittery dice from Eddie and gifts from all the other Hellfire members. It’s all cute and nerdy stuff! She is the Hellfire Club baby but no one says it because the one time Gareth did she had to be held back by Dustin
🔥Erica likes Christmas because all of the gifts and money she get’s. She is a material girl! But she will not be getting gifts for anyone else she’s Erica she doesn't have to 😌💅
🔥I'm torn between the idea that she still believes in Santa or when she is taken to meet Santa she says something like 
“Who is this man! I know he’s not Santa! He’s not real” all the other kids in the line gasp in horror 
“Erica!”
  “What it’s just the facts”
🔥She is very honest about gifts if she doesn’t like it you will know
🔥Has an American Flag Christmas sweater where the stars are snowflakes instead (something like that) because Christmas is the peak of capitalism and she loves it!!
🔥Jeff makes her a bunny plushie!
Lucas Sinclair
🔥Eddie gives him gold dice with white numbers for Christmas. Lucas gives him a Hawkins Jersey “What the hell is this Sinclair?”
🔥Tries to convince Erica that Santa is real because he sees her as a kid “Only nerds think Santa is real”
🔥Gives Max the basketball he first scored a goal with, a new cassette player, and sneakers because he knows that hers get worn out quickly from skating and walking everywhere.
🔥Send will a letter updating him on everything and painting supplies for Christmas asking for him to send back a painting.
🔥He and Dustin have snow ball fights and Erica watches them from the window before knocking on it. “What is she saying?” Erica rolls her eyes and holds up an L before closing the curtains.
🔥Loves Christmas movies and popcorn! Invites Max to come watch one every Friday even though she always declines.
🔥Jeff makes him a tiger plushie
Jeff
🔥Gets light blue dice with silver numbers from Eddie for Christmas. He gives Eddie a handmade bat plush, chocolate chip cookies, brownies, and lemon bars for Wayne.  
🔥Definitely knows how to sew and makes each of the members their own plushies. They are different animals.
🔥He loves Christmas and the winter. It’s cold which gives him an excuse to stay inside and bake all day. Gifting the sweets for people around him!
🔥He proudly wears Christmas sweaters and is the person to wear a Santa hat all day on Christmas. Insisting people fill a plate and make another one to go.
Adam (Freak 1)
🔥Gets black dice with silver numbers from Eddie. He gives Eddie the new Metallica CD (he wants to impress Eddie so bad lol)
🔥He loves the Holidays because he gets to spend time with family and loved ones. He is a very sentimental guy and loves being close to those around him.
🔥I get the vibes he is half Jewish. He tells the members about Hannukah and how they celebrate it. They are all very respectful!!
🔥Jeff makes him a shark plushie!
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Squirm, Hellfire Queen [Eddie Munson X Reader]
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Title: Squirm, Hellfire Queen.
Pairing: Eddie Munson X Reader {Established Relationship}
Timeline: S4, No mention of Vecna.
Summary: You’re a little uncomfortable at Hellfire Club and Eddie investigates.
Warnings: Mentions of smut, creampies, cum, cumplay, secret relationships. Swearing (it’s Eddie after all). Dustin being my favourite character to write once again. I don’t think ‘Freak’ is mentioned but it’s my own HC that he’s called Richard, in case that comes up. Not beta read nor spellchecked, we die like Chrissy.
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"Dude, you okay?" Dustin asks, leaning over the table towards you, earning an immediate glare from the dungeon master from interrupting the game. Dustin holds up his hands in surrender sarcastically, falling back into his seat and focusing his attention back on the game, all under the watchful eye of the seemingly omniscient dungeon master.
A few minutes pass before you move again, adjusting your hips in your seat as you wince subconsciously, earning you another confused glance from Gareth, sitting directly across from you.
"You saw it too? Right!" Dustin speaks out again, clicking his fingers mid air as he turns to you with a questioning gaze.
Heat rushes to your cheeks as you feel a blush bloom over your face at the attention you were unwittingly receiving. You shake your head, trying not to meet anyone's gaze, pretending to focus all of your attention at the game, analysing your character sheet to study your hit points.
You attempt to keep yourself under control, not to draw any more attention to yourself then you have already but only a few moments later your eyes close and you suck in a silent breath, fighting every instinct you have not to squirm in your seat.
Your writhing and obvious discomfort had caught the attention of the dungeon master sat at the head of the table, his gaze focusing in on you as he watches your curious movements. You can feel his gaze blazing on you and so you finally find the courage to look up at him, meeting his gaze.
You thought initially that he would be angry with you, for drawing away attention from his, frankly brilliant, campaign but as you gazed in his eyes, it was clear that not a single ounce of anger was present. Instead, he looked upon with intense curiosity and intrigue, eyes wide and orientated upon your figure. The table blocked the majority of his view of you, but he watched with interest as you readjusted your hips in your seat, pulling down on your skirt, full lips parted in a small 'o' shape, eyes fixed on nothing in the distance.
When you met his eyes again, your blush deepened, eyes widening like a deer in headlights as you tried to avert your gaze immediately. A smirk tugged at the side of his mouth as he realised exactly what was happening. He took a brief look around at his little sheep around him, each of them blissfully ignorant of what was happening just a few seats down.
"Eddie?" Mike asks gently, trying to get his attention.
"Huh?" Eddie asks, not realising that he had zoned out, lost in his own thoughts.
"We decide to flee," Mike says slowly, gesturing with his eyes to look at the game board below, seeing that there was so way out of the trap Eddie had created.
"Oh yeah man, course," Eddie says, earning a mixture of questioning and confused glances from the boys, and girl, around the table, each of them expecting him to make a bigger deal of it.
"Tell you what, we hang it up right here, next week we begin from this point exactly and you give me your intelligent decision then," Eddie says, clasping his hands together as he sits back on his throne, eyes squinting as he smirks.
"Princess, a word?" Eddie says, using your nickname as he looks directly at you. You nod, silently, laughing gently as the rest of the boys 'ooo' at you, assuming you are in trouble.
They quickly gather their belongings, saying bye to the dungeon master and the princess as they head out the door, leaving the rest of the cleanup to Eddie as usual.
Once he is confident that everyone has dispersed, the dungeon master leaps up from his throne and strides over to the door, locking it from the inside. He turns and fixes his dangerous gaze upon you, a smug smirk pulling at his lips as he begins to saunter over to you.
"It appears you caused a scene Princess," he says threateningly, running his hands along the back of your chair. You open your mouth to apologise but think better of it, no longer feeling embarrassed by your 'issue' now you were alone with the perpetrator.
"I'm not really the one to blame here am I, master?" You snark back, your voice breathy and deep, exactly how you knew he liked it. He cursed under his breath, especially at hearing his title, something he always enjoyed hearing fall from your lips.
"Pray tell, what is causing the fair maidens troubles?" He asks dramatically, leaning down to tower over you, his lips ghosting you neck as he speaks. You were about to open your mouth with another sarcastic reply but instead, decided to show him. You scooted your chain back every so slightly, the chair grinding on the linoleum floor the only sound that could be heard in the silent room.
His gaze immediately fixes on the skin of your thighs, your skirt riding up as you took your seat.
With a dangerously flirty smirk, you open your legs wide enough for him to see exactly what has been causing your discomfort during the hellfire session, your skirt riding even further up with your movement, blocking any obstruction.
He breaths in a sharp breath, curses falling from his lips as his eyes bulge, his gaze fixated on the space between your thighs, showing him exactly what your problem was.
Between your thighs, your panties were completely soaked, melded to your puffy pussy lips, with extra wetness leaking out onto the seat below you, pooling under your butt.
He's frozen to the spot, fixated on the sight before him, unable move, unable to speak.
"Seems like it's more of an 'us' problem to me, dungeon master," you tease, lifting your hand to run one finger over your panties and into the little pool below, feeling the mixture of your arousal and his cum beneath your finger.
"Jesus Christ," is all he manages to spit out, his eyes following your finger diligently as it trails gently over your panties, still sensitive from your activities earlier.
One of the most wonderful things about Eddie is just how much he cums. It's like he's hoarding it, right up until the last second where he unleashes everything he has, flooding you and leaving no doubt to where he's been.
"No wonder you were squirming sweetheart," he says, finally breaking his gaze to look up into your eyes, seeing a smile on your lips that completely knocks him for six. The mixture of your sweet smile, deliciously used body and evidence of his defilement was enough to render him completely useless, brain turning to mush as he looks at you with all the love and adoration he can. His tone is gentle again, using the pet name he favoured for sweet moments, if that was what you would call this. "To think I was going to ask you to stand and address the class," he smirks, shaking his head slightly.
"Yeah something tells me that would have been a disaster, I could barely keep your load in sitting down!" You reply, giggling. His lips part and his eyebrows shoot up as he lets out a strangled groan at your words, your beautiful, dirty mouth always affecting him. "You think the guys noticed?" You asked suddenly, worrying that someone would have caught on to your discomfort.
No one knew what was happening, what had been happening, between you and Eddie for quite some time. You'd been best friends from your first encounter, though the friendship was laced with innuendos, teasing, flirtation and downright mutual pining right from the very beginning. Your relationship had bloomed organically, never having felt so right, but it was locked away as both of your dirty little secrets. You'd become close with all the hellfire club and the bigger friendship group around it and were concerned about the implication it could have on your friendships if you just became 'Eddie's girl'.
You'd been successfully hiding your relationship for nearly 7 months and so far, not a single person had caught on.
"Sweetheart, I say this with all the love and devotion in the world, those guys wouldn't have a single clue about this sort'a thing," he smirks, leaning in to kiss you.
"Two of them have girlfriends!" You reply, breaking away, trying to argue the point. He snorts, shaking his head, leaning in for another kiss.
"Trust me baby, they're clueless nerds," he says with a sarcastic smile.
"As opposed to you... dungeon master," you reply sarcastically. He immediately reaches out to grab you, tickling your sides but he stops when you let out a strangled gasp, thinking he'd hurt you.
"What, baby, wh-?" He panics, causing you to laugh.
"Lets just say, I'm pretty sure I'm empty now," you blush, gesturing down to the chair below you where even more of Eddie's cum has leaked out in your frantic movements. He bites back a groan again at the scene before him and immediately looks up at you with a smirk.
"Can't have that can we sweetheart? Just gonna have to fill you up aaaall over again."
"Promises, promises," you smirk, pulling him down for one last kiss, before attempting to stand up, your face twisting into a grimace as you do. Eddie offers his hand out for you and helps you up onto the seat, his eyes flicking to your now unoccupied chair and he tries to fix the image to his memory for later use.
"We really need to start using condoms," you mutter, feeling the sticky residue clinging to your lower half, frowning at the state of the chair. You were on the pill, so no risk there, but situations like this were growing ever more frequent... and uncomfortable.
"Blasphemy!" Eddie mutters, pulling you in to him arms as his ringed hand comes to play with your hair and your jaw. You laugh sweetly at his outburst and he chuckles deeply to himself as his eyes wonder over your face.
You both pull away and immediately set to packing away all the game pieces, books and sheets that litter the table, both ready to be out of this room.
You grimace as you walk over to a cabinet at the side of the room, the wet clothes becoming increasingly uncomfortable as you bend down to reach for a pack of antibacterial wipes which are stored in the little cleaning cupboard. You make quick work of cleaning up the chair you'd defiled and can't help but laugh with Eddie as he sees just how many wipes it takes to clean it up.
Throwing the used wipes in the trash, you look over to Eddie who has packed everything into his cardboard box and is waiting for you.
You pause, weighing up your options before bending down and peeling off the wet panties, feeling an immediately chill as your bare pussy hides underneath your skirt. Eddie doesn't bother to hide his groan as he sees you take off your panties, before stuffing them inside your lunch bag so that they wouldn't ruin any of your notes.
"You're telling me, I've got to walk these halls, get across the car park and drive us all the way home, knowing that there's nothing under your little skirt?" He groans, pulling you towards him as you walk closer. You immediately feel the telling bulge pressed against you as he holds you tightly to him, causing you to smirk.
"That depends," you tease, running your fingers over his neck, making his breathing deeper and shaky with arousal.
"On what, Princess?" He asks, eyes blazing.
"We could wait... tease each other slowly and let it simmer until we get back to your trailer where you can have me however and wherever you want," you tease, your mouth pressing kisses to his throat as you speak, smiling as you feel his bulge jumping and throbbing at your hip. "Or, I could offer you some relief right now..." you say, pouting your lips in such a way that he knows exactly what you mean. "Though, if you can't wait, I can't promise that I can wait till we get home to play with my little pussy myself."
"Fuck," he curses, followed by a near painful groan as he takes in your words, his entire body shaking to try and calm himself. He reaches down to adjust himself completely without subtlety and groans again at the slightest touch. "Van. Now."
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God Eddie, You're So In Love With Me.
Genre: Eddie Munson x Henderson!reader, fem!reader, angst/fluff, hurt/eventual comfort, friends to lovers
Summary: Being in Hellfire, you’ve been exposed to your fair share of bullying. One day, Jason takes it a step too far.
Word count: 1.9k
Warnings: bullying, anaphylaxis, poisoning, no physical descriptions of Y/N so you don’t have to look like Dustin, reader wears makeup, reader uses she/her, reader has a peanut allergy, reader is called princess, swearing
Author’s note: I got this idea from an episode of Freaks and Geeks (which is an awesome show I totally recommend). Peanut allergies weren’t so common in the 80s so that’s why Jason is so ignorant and dismissive about it.
Sorry I haven’t written in a while, I was hibernating.
Enjoy!
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Part 1:
Eddie proudly sauntered into first period with his head held high and a smirk on his lips. His mouth was watering in anticipation. He plopped himself down in the seat next to yours, wide eyes and a wicked grin plastered on his face, an eager hand open towards you.
“Wow Eddie. It’s 7:29, you got here with a minute to spare,” you said as you leaned over to grab the bite size Laffy Taffy from your backpack to place in Eddie’s hand. “I think this candy reward system is really working.”
“Of course it worked, it was your idea after all. But today’s a special day, I was definitely not going to not be here,” Eddie said with too much energy for this early in the morning. He stuffed the yellow taffy into his mouth and chewed it like a happy 5 year old, wiggling in his seat with excitement.
“Are you talking about the photo?”
“Yeah! Hellfire finally gets a spot in the yearbook. We shall finally leave our mark on this cesspool we call a school,” Eddie said through the glob of candy in his mouth. He swallowed the treat harshly as he got a good look at you, “you look great by the way.”
“Yeah?” you said shyly, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks. You started fiddling with the hem of your Hellfire shirt, “I thought I’d go with a bit more eyeliner today.” 
“Yeah, you did a great job princess.” With the excuse of admiring your eyeliner, Eddie was able to take a moment to study your features. Your gaze stayed on your hands, picking at a loose thread.
“God, Eddie. You’re so in love with me,” you said with a teasing smile. 
Eddie barked out a laugh, dimples on full display as he tried not to let your words affect him too seriously. 
“Great, the flirting freaks are back at it again.” Jason remarked from a few rows behind you. Both of you turned around in time to see Andy dramatically fake gagging.
Before you could hurl an insult back at them, Eddie took notice of what Jason was snacking on.
“Hey asshole, you can’t eat peanuts in class.”
“Yeah? And who’s gonna stop me, Munson? You?” Jason said through a full mouth, spitting out chunks as he laughed obnoxiously with Andy.
You simply rolled your eyes at Jason, annoyed with the jocks and their willingness to tease and fight so early in the morning.
Eddie’s grip tightened on the back of his chair. His white knuckles caught your eye and you reached out to sooth him, hoping he wouldn’t start a fight he couldn’t finish. The second your hand landed on his, the tension in his shoulders deflated and the fire in his eyes was snuffed out as he sent you a reassuring smile. 
Jason waved around his ziplock tauntingly, “Seriously freak, let’s see if you can actually take these from-”
“I’ll take those,” Mrs. O’Donnell said as she walked in behind Jason and snatched the bag. “Mr. Carver, you know you’re not allowed food in my class, let alone peanuts.”
“But coach said we have to protein-load before the game tonight,” Jason wined.
“Too bad. Some allergies can be very serious,” You shrunk in your seat as the other students turned to stare at you, knowing you were the one she was referring to. “You can get these back after class,” Mrs. O’Donnell said as she rounded the corner of her desk to address her students. “Now, everyone, please open your textbooks to chapter six.”
You, being the diligent student you were, immediately followed orders. Eddie on the other hand didn’t even remember to bring his book bag to school, but at least he got his candy. 
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“I’m serious guys, I might have a crush on Mrs. O’Donnell now,” Eddie said to his bandmates as they sat in their unofficial assigned seats in the cafeteria.
“Just because an older female authority figure agreed with you and shut down Carver, doesn’t mean you should crush on your teacher dude,” Gareth said, shaking his head at the absurdity of it all.
“Besides, you already have a crush,” Jeff added with a teasing smile, the metal on his teeth catching the fluorescent lights.
“Are you guys talking about my sister?” Dustin said while throwing his lunch tray on the table, taking a seat next to Eddie. The rest of his sheep following close behind.
“No-”
“Yes,” all three of the older Hellfire members said in unison.
Eddie shot them a look that would’ve shut them up if the metalhead’s pale cheeks weren’t tinted pink. 
“Gross,” Dustin added.
Mike’s brows did their signature furrow under his dark bangs, “I don’t get it, why doesn’t he just ask her out?” he said, purposefully ignoring Eddie’s presence at the table.
“GROSS,” Dustin repeated, hoping the subject would change. 
Eddie was right there with him, picking up a pretzel and hurling it at Mike’s head, “I’d rather not share the complexities of the friendship-to-relationship pipeline with a baby freshman. And I. Don’t. Like. Her.” He growled, punctuating each word with a pretzel.
The metalhead’s angry scowl melted off his face at the sound of your laugh echoing through the high ceilings of the cafeteria. You were standing near the entrance with your Wonder Woman lunchbox in tow, tilting your head back as you chuckled at something Robin Buckley told you. 
That was until Jason and his entourage of goons followed him in.
He had that damn bag of peanuts in his hand, swinging it around mockingly. Eddie watched as you became tense, eyes wide and glossy. You are practically hiding behind a fuming Robin.
Before the blonde could hurl her trumpet case at the jocks, Eddie stepped up behind you both, placing a ring clad hand gently on the small of your back to let you know he was there. 
With his hand grounding you, you finally found your voice, “seriously Jason, if I come into contact with a peanut I could die.”
“Oh come on,” Jason said through a chuckle, “you’re that much of a freak that a little peanut is enough to kill you? I think you might be overreacting just a little.”
“Actually,” Dustin said as he came over to stand next to Eddie, “Anaphylaxis is incredibly dangerous. Allergic reactions to the proteins found in peanuts are cause by immunoglobulin E antibodies and can trigger severe inflammation and-”
“Dude, even her brother is a fucking dork,” Andy spat.
“Hey, don't talk to him like that,” Eddie said, stepping forward. You have always admired his fierce determination when defending your brother and the other freshmen. It’s part of what drew you to him in the first place. But this time there was no snarky comeback to Jason’s bullying. The severity of the situation on top of the jocks’ disregard for your safety was just pissing him off, making him uncharacteristically no-nonsense. 
The group of letterman jackets erupted in a chorus of ‘oooohs’. The leader just licked his lips, eyeing Eddie before smirking at you.
"You know, you might be pretty if you actually tried." 
It doesn’t have the effect on you that Jason had hoped, you could care less if he thought you were pretty. But before your athletically inexperienced friends could take on the basketball team, you plastered on your best fake smile. 
“Thanks Jason, see you guys later,” you said as you pulled your friends away leaving him confused and unsatisfied by your reaction.
“What the hell, you’re just going to let him talk to you like that?” your brother protested.
“He’s never going to change, Dustin. I might as well play into it since he’s just trying to get a rise out of us.”
You wave bye to Robin as she went to sit with her band friends, all of them decked out in their extravagant green and yellow uniforms. Eddie slid Dustin’s tray away from the spot next to him so you could set your lunchbox there and sit at his left hand side. Dustin was muttering something about losing his seat but still scooched down, knowing there was no use in fighting it. Eddie always had you right next to him.
The next few minutes of lunch went by rather smoothly. Groups of students were taken out sporadically to go to the photo room and get their yearbook club photo taken with Nancy. Occasionally, you’d catch Jason sending you angry glares but you just ignored him in favor of listening to your fellow Hellfire members. They were rambunctiously throwing out theories about tonight's campaign while Eddie just sat there with his version of a poker face, not willing to spoil anything with a teasing grin plastered to his mouth.
His eyes connected with yours, feeling you staring at him. The moment he looked at you you bashfully lowered your eyes to the cup of applesauce you were stirring around. Eddie kept his gaze on you until Nancy walked up behind him.
“Alright Hellfire, you’re up,” Nancy said with a smile. 
This was the first year Hellfire club was getting any sort of recognition in the yearbook. Previously, the teachers and students didn’t want to draw any more eyes to the alleged cult and their leader. Now that Nancy worked for the school, she played a big part in securing a photo for her brother’s club in the yearbook. Even though Eddie never liked conforming to frivolous High School expectations, he still felt honored. It was his last year after all (hopefully) and he wanted to make his mark.
You and the rest of the Hellfire members left your things at the lunch table and walked out of the cafeteria for the yearbook room down the hall. Your open applesauce was forgotten about as you followed Eddie out.
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Your shoulders were still buzzing after taking the photo. Eddie had thrown his leather clad arm around you, pulling you closer to him, while his other hand did the sign of the horns. The smell of his cologne and the texture of his battle vest overwhelmed you so much you hoped it didn’t show in the photo. Although, the smirk Nancy sent you tells you it might have.
You and the rest of Hellfire sat back down in your original seats, besides your leader. As expected, Eddie had a lot of things to say in honor of your club getting recognized so he opted to stay standing.
“Hear ye, hear ye! Rejoice, for this day shall be etched in the annals of history as a testament to our unwavering spirit and valor!”
Going back to your lunch, you scoop up the velvety applesauce to resume eating. Expecting the familiar taste of sweet and tart, you flinched at the salty crunch and swallowed it on instinct. 
“Let it be known that we have weathered the raging storm of schoolyard bullies, and emerged victorious! Our banners flying high, unfurled in the winds of destiny,” Eddie continued, not noticing your trepidation.
You frowned at the tickle in your throat that only continued to build as you tried coughing discreetly. The rest of the boys grinned, believing this was your way of hinting at Eddie to wrap up his speech.
“Let us raise our voices in jubilation, for today, we have proven that nothing is insurmountable to those who believe in their cause!” Eddie looked to you, hoping to see you looking up at him and smiling that way you do whenever he uses his renaissance voice. Instead he met your panicked eyes.
“Hey Henderson,” Jason called from across the cafeteria. “What happens now? Should we call an ambulance?” Andy shoved at his shoulder playfully and chortled alongside Jason.
Panic gripped you as you connected the dots.
“Yeah,” you wheezed, “call an ambulance.”
Part 2
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munsons-melody · 10 months
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angeleyes
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summary: after seeing nancy get pulled into a trance, eddie gets worried the same might happen to you and makes you a tape with your favorite song on a loop, even though you're broken up
pairing: eddie munson x female!henderson!reader
cw: bit of angst but ends with fluff
recommended songs: 'disillusion' and 'angeleyes' by ABBA
word count: 3.3k
a/n: did i start crying while writing this? yes, yes i did. also NOT PROOFREAD! also feedback is always appreciated :)
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part two of this fic called ‘your song’ can be found here
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the two of you were together for almost a year. you were inseparable from the start but as months passed, you each kept getting busier and busier and whenever you were together, it would end in a giant screaming match with one of you crying while the other stormed off with no apologies in store till days later.
even though you knew the two of you were in a rough patch, you never expected the last fight to be your final one. you were at each others throats, a silly bicker turning into a full blown fight. you were both teary-eyed, throats sore from screaming and holding back tears, pacing all around the trailer. neither really knew what the fighting was about, but it didn't stop the screaming match that definitely caused the whole neighborhood to wake up from their peaceful slumbers
you still remember the exact moment you felt your world shatter. you stood in eddie's room, wiping the tears from your cheeks as you diverted your eyes from him to the floor, littered with his clothes and various items. you didn't want him to see you cry as hard as you were.
all you wanted was him to say anything like "i'm sorry" or "come here" and have him wrap you up in those strong arms of his, while he stroked your hair and told you he loved you and the two of you would be alright. but nothing of the sort came. the quietness deafening after the two of you stopped fighting.
"maybe we just aren't good for each other anymore," eddie muttered out, and you looked up at him with bloodshot eyes
"what? no! don't say that, please" you said, inching forward but he moved back to avoid your touch
"i think we should break up y/n" he said. it was like someone knocked all the oxygen out of your body as your heart started pounding
"eddie-" you tried but he shook his head, a couple of tears slipping down his cheeks
"y/n, please, just go" he said with anger hidden in his voice, facing away from you
"fine" you said, your blood boiling. you stormed out of his trailer and walked out into the cold evening air, using your walk home as a way to cool down and soon enough your anger turned into more sadness
once you arrived home, you couldn't help but let the tears flow freely, feeling as if your heart was broken into a million tiny little pieces
"shit are you okay?" dustin asked you as you crumpled onto the couch, not caring that you would most likely have to explain why you were crying.
"no" you muttered out, curling into a ball and putting a pillow over your face. he walked over to you, sitting on the coffee table across from you
"did you break up?" he asked and you nodded, turning your head to smush your face into the pillow, letting your tears soak into the fabric of the pillow
"shit shit you're gonna be okay i promise" dustin said with a panic
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eddie's trailer was in pure chaos as everyone ripped his room apart, looking for some tape that wasn't a heavy metal song to aid nancy in freeing herself from vecna's trance
"music! we need music!" robin screamed out as you watched as she flung a handful of cassettes onto eddies bed, Eddie swiftly picking one of the iron maiden tapes up and screamed at her "this is music!" 
right as you grabbed another box of tapes you heard steve yell "guys!" and all of you ran to the small living room, littered with debris surrounding the mattress that served as your 'landing pad'
you looked up to see steve holding nancy on the floor and you immediately thought the worst, your heart pounding as it skipped a beat, not prepared to see the potentiality of your best friend dead in steves arms 
"she's okay! we're going to come through!" steve's voice rang out, laced with urgency. everyone nodded as they cleared the area. you watched as the two of your friends individually climbed up the makeshift rope and fall through the gate onto eddie's mattress
you saw everyone, or at least assumed everyone, swarm nancy, asking question after question of "are you alright?" and "what happened"
nancy just stayed quiet, holding her arms to herself blinking away tears, and you broke away from the group to get her some water as she slowly sat down on the couch
you moved through the all too familiar kitchen of the munson trailer, wanting to reminisce about the memories you shared with eddie in this kitchen, but refusing to do so due to the fact you a) didn't want to waste time helping nancy and b) didn't want to relive the memories that would just break your heart even more
once you handed nancy the water, you let her be, not wanting to overwhelm her or pressure her into talking about what just happened. you went back into the kitchen, not wanting to be in any ones way, and stood there with your arms crossed
this time you allowed yourself to let those memories creep back in. the early mornings where you would make pancakes for you and eddie's breakfast, and what would be wayne's dinner when he came home before he would go to sleep. the times you would teach eddie how to cook when you felt like making dinner together. the late nights you spent listening to the radio and would dance under the refrigerator light. the times you two would spend after hours of endless sex where even when you tried to have a break from each other to get some water just to end up fucking on the kitchen floor. 
hell, you even smiled to yourself about the time eddie accidentally bruised his knuckles after enthusiastically waving his hands around while in conversation and smacking them on the cabinet, and you of course had to kiss them better.
you heard some shuffling and mumbling behind you and turned to the hallway just to make eye contact with eddie as you watched him drag dustin down the hall and into his room
you heard the door close and some muffled voices, but you couldn't make out the conversation 
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eddie shut the door and turned to dustin who stood there, confused as ever as to why he was being dragged down the hall 
"what is y/n's favorite song?" he asked with urgency. dustin looked taken aback.
"excuse me?" dustin questioned, looking at eddie as if he had five heads
"your sister, y/n, what is her favorite song?" he repeated with a stern tone
"shouldn't you know?" dustin snapped with an annoyed look upon his face. even though eddie was one of his best friends and someone he looked up to, this breakup between his sister and him was so new and fresh, he didn't know how to act in this situation
"well it changes with her, like it changes all the time man... for a while it was killer queen by queen and then it changed to dreams by fleetwood mac then it changed to, i think, amoreena by elton john? ugh" he groaned
"eddie, why do you want to know? didn't you two break up like a couple of months ago?" dustin pointed out and eddie shook his head, rubbing his temple 
"it was a little over a month ago but-" eddie started before dustin interrupted him 
"and didn't you break up with her?" he questioned further, crossing his arms 
"well technically but i-" 
"'technically' my ass! you completely broke her heart and now you want to know her favorite song? why do you even care all of a sudden? you didn't seem to care when she would come home crying after seeing you at school all day. you didn't seem to care when she wanted to go to her favorite place in this goddamn town but didn’t cause she was scared she'd run into you there. you didn't seem to care when she spent all of her money to buy you those stupid concert tickets for your birthday..." dustin's voice trailed off from his originally loud tone
eddie looked down, a lump forming in his throat
"i didn't know any of that..." he admitted, moving his head up to look at dustin with glassy eyes 
"what?" dustin said and eddie nodded, sniffling 
"i didn't know she did any of that, especially those tickets" eddie said, his voice cracking which mirrored the cracks forming in his heart
eddie sat down on the bed putting his head in his hands, feeling completely and utterly stupid 
"i am the biggest fucking idiot for breaking up with her. it was just the heat of the moment with that stupid fight- and i can't even remember what it was about! i was just tired of the fighting! and now it's been a month but i haven't even talked to her until all of this shit went down but god i love her so goddamn much and i will be damned if something happens to her- if nancy can get under his trance at random who knows if she's next" eddie ranted, standing up and putting both his hands on dustins shoulders
"please dustin, what is her favorite song?" he pleaded. dustin looked at him with sympathic eyes and sighed 
"angeleyes" he muttered out and eddie stared at him with a confused look written across his face
"i think her favorite song right now is angeleyes by abba... i always hear her listening to it and singing it around the house..." dustin told him and eddie's eyes widened 
he ran to the door to open it but as he did he it revealed you standing there, with your arm and fist up in a knocking position 
"y/n" he breathed out and you looked into his eyes, the knots turning in your stomach reminding you of the heartbreak he succumbed you to and you blinked, looking past him at dustin standing there
"sorry, uh we're heading to max's next door, it's safer over there" you said bluntly before turning around and walking down the hallway, steve wrapping his arm around your shoulder as you headed toward the door 
eddie watched you leave and made a b line into the cabinet that sat adjacent to their kitchen, opening the door and starting to rummage through the boxes
"what are you doing? didn't you hear y/n?" he heard dustin ask as he approached behind him
"i know for a fact that we have that abba song on an album somewhere" he rumaged some more before pulling out a handful of tapes by ABBA
"my mom loved them so we had a lot of their tapes," eddie explained, walking back to his room and grabbing a blank tape 
he looked on the back of each tape till he saw the small words ‘angeleyes’ on the back of the voulez-vous album
he put both in his boombox, playing the song and pressing record so he was able to make a loop of the song 
"eddie we need to regroup with everyone next door" dustin pleaded and eddie shook his head
"we can meet them after we get a good loop of at least 10 minutes" he said before turning back to his dresser 
"we shouldn't risk being here longer than we already have, what if someone hears us or even sees us in here?" he pleaded again and eddie shook his head, being stubborn as a mule 
"fine, we'll be all over there where its safe and you can be over here with the fear of being caught" dustin said with annoyance, starting to leave eddie's room when eddie walked over and stopped him 
"just wait 5 more goddamn minutes" eddie told him with an angry tone 
"jesus christ okay" dustin responded with his voice higher than normal 
eddie heard the end of the song and quickly paused the two tapes, and rewinded before pressing the play and record buttons 
he sat on his bed, listening to the song and the lyrics hit him like a train 
'Sometimes when I'm lonely, I sit and think about him And it hurts to remember all the good times When I thought I could never live without him And I wonder, does it have to be the same Every time? When I see him, will it bring back all the pain? How can I forget that name?'
shit he thought to himself, continuing to listen to the lyrics of the song 
'Look into his angel eyes One look and you're hypnotized He took my heart and now I pay the price Look into his angel eyes You'll think you're in paradise Then one day you'll find out he wears a disguise Don't look too deep into those angel eyes'
once the song ended, he rewinded and played it again, internalizing each word he heard from the song 
he came to his senses that both of you were hurting just as much when it came to this break up and he felt guilt and resentment gnawing away at him
how in the world could i ever get her back? he questioned himself, feeling as lost as ever
he heard the song again a couple more times as it was recorded onto the blank tape, feeling like a piece of his heart was shattering with each note
he finally felt satisfied with the loop he had made, and quickly ejected the tapes from where they sat and slipped it into his walk man and shoved it into dustins bag along with a pair of headphones, and they carefully walked out of eddie's trailer and to max's trailer next door
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you stood next to robin in the kitchen, the two of you hungrily snacking down a pb&j after finding your appetite now that you knew everyone was safe and was able to take a breather from the traumatizing experience you all shared 
"here's one for you and nance" robin said, handing the plates to steve and he smiled before turning to nancy who was in the living room 
"where's eddie and dustin?" max asked you, making a sandwich herself and you shrugged, gulping down some water 
"i'm not sure, i mean i told them we were coming here and that was almost 20 minutes ago" you said, wiping your face
"should we go check to make sure they're still over there and not getting sucked back into the upside down?" robin asked and you nodded
"yeah i'll go, you two finish eating" you said, putting your plate in the sink and walking out to the front door but you noticed the two of them running across the street from eddie's trailer to max's and you switftly moved from the door as they jumped in 
everyone stopped and stared at them since they were out of breath
"where were you guys?" lucas asked and dustin looked at eddie before looking at you and then back to lucas 
"uh sorry we had to reattach the caution tape to the front door so it didn't look suspicious" dustin said, and everyone seemed to buy the lie, nodding to each other as everyone convened in the living room
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you sat in the stolen rv in the back, looking out the window at the birds playing in the trees. it was parked on the side of the store where there was room to fit it without taking up spaces in the main lot.
you heard dustin and lucas up front near the steering wheel in some conversation when you felt the seat dip next to you.
you turned your body to see eddie sitting there looking at you. 
"hey" he said softly
"hi" you said back, turning to face back to the window 
you hadn't really talked to him over the past few days, not knowing what to do or say since you hadn't spoken since your breakup
"y/n can i please talk to you?" he asked sweetly, and you looked at him again, seeing his eyes in a fixed stare
you just nodded, turning to face him completely
"the reason i was late coming from my trailer earlier wasn't because dustin was fixing the caution tape" eddie started, reaching for dustins bag which was by his feet. you blinked at him, muttering an "okay?" which came out with a more annoyed tone than you intended 
he pulled out a walkman from the bag, and popped the tape out 
"y/n... i don't know what the hell will happen next but i know for a fact if anything happened to you and we didn't have a way to save you i-" he said, wiping a few tears from his eyes
your brows furrowed as you looked at the tape and back at him, meeting each others gaze
"i made this, uh, it's like a 20 minute loop of angeleyes by abba... dustin said it was your favorite song... after seeing nancy be put in that trance just so vecna could talk to her really freaked me out, and i don't know if he'll somehow use you as a pawn in his game, so this is for you" eddie said, fiddling with the tape before replacing it back in the walkman and handing it to you
"oh eddie..." you said, rubbing your thumb over the piece of technology
eddie's heart fluttered as he heard you say his name
"listen, nothing will happen to me, i promise" you said, grabbing his hand in yours. the fact that he was in the shittiest situation to ever occur and he was still thinking about you just made your love for him grow strong, which in turn only fed into your heartbreak because he wasn't yours to love anymore, and he had made that very clear
"yeah but if anything does, i want to- no i need to tell you... i love you y/n henderson. you were the best thing to happen to me in this godforsaken town and the fact that i messed things up will be something i will always regret. i hate that i told you i wanted to break up. i didn't- i was just so sick and tired of always fighting. i've never had someone like you in my life and i thought you were going to break up with me so i went and pulled the trigger before you could. this past month has been pure agony for me, and dustin went and rubbed salt into the wound when he told me about those tickets you got for my birthday, and jesus- im just, im sorry and i love you" eddie told you, rubbing his thumb gently over the back of your hand 
you cupped his face, leaning in to kiss him, craving his lips on yours. he kissed back before you pulled away to look at him
"eddie, i don't even know what to say" you muttered out and he shook his head 
"you don't need to say anything, i just needed to tell you how i felt just incase" he said and you took in a deep breath 
"i've hated you so much these past few weeks for what you did, but fucking hell i love you more than words can say eds. it was very stupid of you to assume i would break up with you just because we were going through a rough patch but, maybe when all of this is over and you learn not to be an idiot, maybe we could have a picnic by lovers lake, just me and you," you said softly, and eddie smiled 
"yeah?" he asked, his eyes lighting up 
"yeah, maybe i can even tell you about the concert tickets i spent all my money on... it was supposed to be a surprise but i guess dustin ruined that" you joked, and eddie chuckled 
"oh honey you didn't have to spend all your money on me, especially not on tickets," eddie said, brushing his fingers through your hair to push it back on your shoulder 
"but you deserve it, your birthday's coming up and ozzy osbourne was going on tour and i knew you wanted to see him" you shrugged with a small smile 
he kissed you passionately, and you melted into his touch, feeling the warmth of his lips on yours and you didn't realize how badly you needed him till this very moment. it was soon interrupted however as the door to the RV swung open, and you pulled apart, watching everyone clamber in yelling that we needed to go
the engine of the RV roared to life as steve sped off the premises, leading you guys onto the next part of your adventure to killing vecna
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until i found you.
eddie munson x shy!reader
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eddie munson knew everyone in the small town of hawkins, indiana. or at least he thought he did. it was a normal tuesday at hawkins high school when eddie was sitting with his friends from the hellfire club discussing the next campaign as per usual in the school cafeteria. he was laughing at a stupid joke one of the boys made before his eyes landed upon what he believed to be the most beautiful girl his cynical eyes have ever come across. she was sitting at a lunch table by herself with a chapter book in front of her and she seemed greatly interested in whatever she was reading. her eyebrows were furrowed and her tongue poked out of her mouth as she read what was in front of her. 
eddie knew it was weird to stare, but he just could not help himself. “dude, what are you staring at…oh god” dustin henderson trailed off as he watched eddie get up from his seat and make his way over to the girl’s table. the hellfire club watched in anticipation, wondering which way this was going to go. eddie sat down in front of her and she pulled her attention from the book in front of her. even up close, she was just as beautiful. she watched as his chocolate brown eyes widened and he gulped a bit. “i-uh… what are you reading?” he asked nervously as he fiddled with the rings on his fingers. 
she could feel her heartbeat quicken with each second. she never would have thought that the cutest guy in school would just walk up to her and start a conversation. “um..the princess bride.” she spoke. her voice was so soft and sweet, eddie swore he could have collapsed right then and there. they sat there for a split second, gazing into each other’s eyes. at that moment, it didn’t even feel like they were in public. “i-i’m eddie by the way. leader of the infamous hellfire club” he introduced. she smiled. a beautiful genuine smile. 
“yes, the hellfire club. i’ve seen you guys around” she said. eddie felt his heart immediately skip a beat. “you’ve seen us around, huh? don’t know how i could miss such a beautiful face” he smirked. he watched as her cheeks tinted a light red shade and she looked down at her closed book with a smile on her face. “you’re cute” she chuckled. her eyes immediately widened at the words that slipped past her lips while eddie smiled so hard his dimples were visible. 
“hm.. well, you think i’m cute and i think you’re absolutely breathtaking so..would you wanna get some coffee with me sometime?” eddie asked, holding in a nervous breath. her heart was doing somersaults at this point. she’d had a crush on the metalhead since the beginning of her freshman year and now, here she was being asked out by him. eddie waited for her response with a heart full of hope. she nodded her head. “i’d love to” she smiled and eddie let out that breath he was keeping in. “good, good..i’m glad” he smiled at her.
it was that exact weekend they went on their coffee date. they talked and got to know each other to the point where there was nothing left to tell. eddie admired her love for books and cliche movies while she admired his love for music and dungeons and dragons. ever since that date, their friendship grew quickly. it seemed that no matter where eddie was, you could always find her by his side, following him around like a lost puppy. and eddie absolutely adored it. he never thought a girl would enjoy being around him as much as she did. 
she didn’t care for the way people viewed him. she didn’t care for the weird looks she received from other students in the hallways. to the town, he was a “freak”. but to her, he was the sweetest angel she had ever crossed paths with. and eddie seemed to grow fiercely protective of her once he came to notice how emotionally sensitive she could be and how she wasn’t necessarily a social butterfly. after a few months of hanging out nearly every day, their friendship started to change. but not in a negative way. they both looked at each other in a way he didn’t understand. it was a look of admiration and love. one day after school, eddie drove her to lovers lake where he already had a picnic laid out on the grass with a soft blanket. 
he held her hand as they walked over to the little setup. they sat there until the sun began to set. they talked, laughed, ate snacks, and flirted with each other. as she stared at the beautiful sunset, eddie took this as a chance to make his move. he gently put a finger under her chin and turned her head softly to look at him.
 he didn’t miss the way her cheeks turned a light shade of pink. “can I kiss you?” he asked. their faces were so close that their lips were already brushing. she almost immediately nodded her head. “yeah..please” her voice came out in almost a whisper. in that moment with their lips pressed against each other, eddie swore he could melt. he loved how soft her lips were. how perfectly they both moved together in sync when kissing. “i never thought i’d ever fall in love until i found you” he mumbled with a smile as his forehead rested on hers.
just wanna say, i haven’t written anything in such a long time so, i’m so sorry if this is horrible. but thank you for taking the time to read it ♡
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