#we love eddie

[chaoticbeanz]

Books and Blunts

Can we just imagine for a sec...

A Saturday where you don't have to be anywhere, have no plans other than spending time with your boyfriend Eddie Munson. You just laying on his bed after a fuck session. Naked with wild hair. Giving Eddie a kiss before rolling over to retrieve the book you had discarded the night before. Eddie slaps your ass before getting up to put on his boxers, plays one of his tapes, then grabs what he needs to roll a joint. Sitting in the chair close to you, in the corner of your eye you see him bobbing his head to the music while simultaneously rolling two joints and asking about your book.

Once he is finished and you know that because he's stopped humming and just watching you, you look up from your book and stare right back at him. The smile on his face kills you every time you see it, so contagious. "Here babe", he offers you the joint first but when you reach out to grab it he pulls back, you look at him confused. "open"

You open your mouth slightly, just enough for Eddie to place the practically perfect joint between your lips. Once secure, he grabs his lighter and sparks it for you. And what a sight you are to him, his wet dream come to life. The person he loves lying naked in his bed with a book, a joint, and his music in the background. Best Saturday Ever.

You take a few hits and exhale the smoke, offering the joint back to him with a smile. He happily takes his hits as well, blowing the smoke away from you as you begin to read again. but he can't help himself...

Eddie places his hand under your chin to pry your eyes from your book and leans forward, kissing you like he doesn't need air.

You are his oxygen. All he needs.

#eddie imagines #eddie munson #stranger things 4 #hellfire club #eddie munson imagine #getting my thoughts out #sharing thoughts #we love eddie #fanfic thoughts #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #joseph quinn #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson one shot #stranger things eddie munson #eddie

[imjustagirl22]

The reason I like Eddie so much is that everyone can project onto him and he doesn’t loose his individuality or core character traits.

And whatever your headcannons are, people can relate to them through Eddie. I like that there are many different lgbt headcannons and they all make sense and can create new conversations and communities.

Some people headcannon Eddie as transmasc, bisexual or gay and so many more. And even if I have my own headcannons, I love to see what people think of Eddie and how they build his narrative through their own experience and imagination.

As an outcast character, who’s eccentric, loving and free, so many people can relate to him or aspire to be like him.

And the fact that people love him so much, they spend their free time adding to his story is so lovely!And throughout all the headcannons he still remains Eddie at his core. He’s for the people.

Everyone loves and cares for him, and as a community we bond over that. It may seem dramatic, but it wouldn’t be an Eddie thought if it wasn’t dramatic!! That man is a born performer.

We are all Eddie Munson protectors!

#eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things headcanons #eddie munson headcanons #eddie stranger things #stranger things s4 #eddie x reader #eddie imagine #headcannons #we love Eddie

[faxxistheword]

Lovers Lake

Eddie x (fem)reader

Warnings: S M U T, degrading kink, slapping, hair pulling, besties with extra benefits (that’s pretty much it)

Summery: your best friend Eddie and you decided to go to lovers lake for just a swim but turns out to you both fucking after that you both make a some what big decision. Hopefully it not destroyingyour friend ship. 

A/N: this was my first time actually finishing a smut story so I’m sorry if it’s bad.

WC: 2k

“Hey y/n you wanna go to ‘lovers lake’ whore?” Eddie says yelling making people look at him with weird looks.

“I sure do you slut.” You say back laughing as Eddie comes over to you and leans on the locker next to yours.

Eddie nods and just looks at you.

“You okay?” You ask laughing and shutting your locker.

“I’m just so done with today. I couldn’t imagine it only being Wednesday.”

“Oh well too bad because you are dreaming and it is Wednesday.”

Eddie scoffs, and you, too, start to walk outside as someone tells Eddie to fuck off and get off his locker, making the both of you laugh.

“Okay, well, I’ll pick you up at 9?” Eddie asks, walking to his van.

“Maybe you will.” You are say when you turn around and walk toward your house.

Eddie yells something to you, but you pay no mind to it as you are too far to find out what he said.

When you get home, you decide to go thru your bathing suits deciding whether or not to pick a one-piece or a two-piece.

After deciding on a one-piece or two-piece, you go with the two-piece because why the hell not? Plus, it’ll only be you too.

You take off your school clothes and put on your bathing suit and put a dress on so that it’ll be easy to take off and put back on.

You are nervous to ask your mother to go over because you can’t tell her that you’ll be going to ‘lovers lake’ with a boy. It wasn’t your first time lying to her, but it was your first time lying to hang out with Eddie somewhere other than his trailer.

You walk out knowing it is now or never, and you see her sitting down watching the news.

“Hey, mom, is it alright if I go to Lauren’s house tonight?”

That wasn’t too hard, you think to yourself.

“Yes, that’s fine. Are you going to be back tonight?”

“Tomorrow. If that’s okay.”

“Of course, it’s okay. I won’t be able to call and check up on you tonight, though. I hope that’s okay.” Your mom says, making this the best news you have ever heard.

“Oh yeah, that’s okay. We are probably going to watch movies and eat food anyway.”

Your mom nods her head “when will you be going?”

“I’ll be walking to meet up with her at eight-thirty.”

“Okay, be safe.” Your mom says and turns her attention back to the television

Your mom isn’t that strict. She has rules, and you try not to break them so often, but when you do, it’s only a little one like now.

Once it hits eight-thirty, you say goodnight and I love you to your mom and get your bag that way, it doesn’t seem suspicious.

You wait about 20ish minutes when you finally see headlights in your driveway.

“Jesus, you couldn’t take any longer.” You say to Eddie when he parks and gets out.

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t say I’d pick you up at 9.” Eddie says, laughing. “Now get in loser. I wanna go!”

You roll your eyes even tho Eddie can’t see and get into his van.

“So, what did you do when you got home?” Eddie asks when he’s been driving for about 10 minutes or so.

“Went thru my bathing suits, got dressed, and then talked to my mom.” I laugh at how boring I must sound.

“What bathing suit did you pick out?”

“None of your business.” You say back, making Eddie take his eyes off the road for a second.

“I guess I’ll see when we get to ‘Lovers Lake’ then.” He says, making you shrug and taking his attention back to the road.

“Maybe.”

The rest of the car ride is silent, but not a sinister silence.

Eddie parks his van, and you didn’t realize that you guys made it already.

Eddie just made things go by so fast, and you had no idea why but it was a good thing.

“Are you going to get out? Or stay in my van all day, loser?” Eddie asks, standing by his open door.

“I think I will stay in your van while you have all the fun.” You say, laughing while getting out.

Eddie laughs and rounds his van standing next to you, and you both start to walk to the lake. Once you both get to the lake grounds, you begin to take your clothes off and shoes.

Once you take your dress off, you see Eddie staring at you, and you feel your face heat up.

“What are you looking at?” You ask, a little shy now.

“It’s just your bathing suit... it’s Metallica, and Iron Maiden, my two favorite bands, and their albums are on your bottoms. It’s just so fucking awesome.” 

You start to blush because you know Eddie loved these bands. You wanted his attention, but not in just a friendly way attention. You don’t know why but you just wanted him to look at you, and it seemed to work.

You smiled at Eddie, knowing damn well that you wore this two-piece because you knew he loved these bands.

When Eddie took off his shirt, you couldn’t help but look at him. He was just so handsome and fuck.. you didn’t want to think about your best friend that way, but you couldn’t help it when he looked like a god.

“When you finish staring, we can start walking,” Eddie says, catching you red-handed and making your face beat red. 

You and Eddie walk together into the water, making you stop as it’s freezing, making Eddie walk farther into the water by himself.

“What, are you cold or something?” Eddie says, teasing you when you don’t walk further with him.

You flip Eddie off, walking further in so he would stop teasing you. “Better asshole?”

Eddie walks over to you, smiling. “Do you want me to carry you? It’ll be easier in a way.” Eddie says Mockingly.

You shake your head, yes, and Eddie lifts you out of the water, making you wrap your legs around his waist just above his dick.

“No, no, wait, it’s too cold.” You protest, putting your face into his neck, trying to warm up from his body heat, but Eddie keeps walking anyway, making you feel defeated because anything you say or do, he’s not going to listen.

“Okay, I’ll set you down in a second. We’re almost there.” Eddie says, looking at you.

You don’t say anything but nod your head because it’s too freezing to say anything. Eddie finally stops walking and lets you down, making you yelp at how cold the water is and with no warning.

“Jesus, it’s cold, but it’s worth it.” You say, looking in awe at the moon reflecting off of the water.

“It is.”

You and Eddie look at each other, and both laugh at how awkward it has gotten.

When you look away, you hear a splash in the water, making your head whip to the noise.

“Holy shit, that was nice,” Eddie says, coming back from the water and laughing at how scared you looked.

“I bet-” before you could finish, Eddie starts to splash you and laughs hysterically at how you flinch.

“Stop it, Eddie.” You say pretending to be mad, but you weren’t angry. You loved the way Eddie teased you.

When Eddie wasn’t paying attention, you started to splash him as if it was only fair. Eddie looks at you, and you both start to splash each other, laughing like you never have before, making the night unforgettable.

You and Eddie stop splashing each other to regain your breath, and you start to swim closer to Eddie and stop in front of him.

“What do you want?” Eddie asks, making your roll your eyes.

“What, I can’t stand in front of you anymore? Fine then.” You say, turning around, but Eddie grabs your wrist and pulls you against him. 

“I didn’t say that, did I?” He ask in your ear, making you shiver.

“You didn’t..” you whisper.

Eddie lets go of your wrist and slide his hand down to your hip bone, making you whimper. You melt into Eddie’s body, even more when he begins to slide his hand up to your chest and slowly plays with your boob making you moan.

“Mm fuck Eddie.” Your body reacts, and you start to grind on his dick, making him groan.

“C’mer,” Eddie says, turning you around and picking you up.

Eddie wraps his arms around you and holds you up, looking into your eyes. “Is this okay?” Eddie ask.

“It’s more than okay.” You say, kissing down his neck and making him moan.

Eddie takes one of his arms away from you, making you grip onto him harder with your legs making him chuckle. Eddie reaches your bottoms and pulls them down the best he can without putting you down.

“Fuck I might have to put you down,” Eddie says, making you moan in protest.

You nod anyway, and Eddie sets you down and takes your bottoms and top off; Eddie takes off his bottoms also and picks you back up when you both are good.

When you both are situated, Eddie picks you back up, making sure to touch your pussy on his dick, making you moan.

“Oh fuck.. I’m going to put my dick inside you, okay?”

You are a little nervous, it’s not your first time, but it’s your first time with him.

Your best friend since second grade. The man you had always liked but didn’t know how to tell him. And now you two are about to have sex in lovers' lake. 

“Fuck me like a whore Eddie Munson.”

Eddie growls and sits you on his dick without warning, making you moan loudly.

“Oh fuuck, Eddie.” You moan loudly.

“Feels good?” He asks, making you bounce harder.

You can’t speak with all the pleasure going thru your whole body, so you nod, making Eddie slap your face lightly but enough for you to moan.

“Words. I need fucking words.” He says, gripping your cheeks.

“I-it feels so fucking good.” You moan out when Eddie makes you hit the spot, and he lets go of your cheeks.

Eddie moans in your ear, making you tighten around his dick.

“Oh god, Eddie… I’m not going to last. I need to cum.” You cry out, bouncing on his dick harder and faster.

“Not yet, baby.. cum with me.”

You cry out and start to suck on Eddie’s neck, making him grip your ass hard, leaving scratch marks.

“Oh.. fuck, I’m going to cum fuck.” Eddie moans in your ear just for you to hear.

“Cum with me.” You moan in his ear, making him groan loudly.

Eddie starts to rub your clit, making you bury your head in his neck.

“Let me hear you, baby,” Eddie says, pulling your hair so you are looking at him.

“I can’t last much longer.” You cry out, scratching his back.

“Fuck.. cum for me, baby. I wanna feel you.”

That’s all it takes for you to cry out and cum on Eddie’s dick, making him cum with you and groan in your neck.

Shrivers run down your body when Eddie doesn’t pull out yet and stands there looking at you.

“You are so beautiful when you cum.” Eddie says, making your face heat up.

“I could maybe say the same thing.” You say, laughing.

Eddie glares at you but laughs it off, knowing damn well he is very handsome when he cums.

———————

“Sooo.. can I come over and stay the night at your trailer?” You ask, walking back up to Eddie’s van.

“Hmm, I guess that could work,” Eddie says, making you slap his arm.

“You want me too.. and who knows, maybe you could get some more sex.” You say quietly, getting in his van.

“What was that smart ass?” Eddie asks starting his van and driving away.

“Hm? Oh, nothing.” You say, looking at Eddie.

Eddie shakes his head laughing.

“Do you want to have sex again? Not right away.. or right away but without being in a relationship?”

“Like friends with benefits?” He asks, looking at you for a second before turning to look at the road again.

“Yes..” your a little nervous. Despite everything that just happened, your still a little nervous.

“What happens if we fall in love with each other? I wouldn’t want that to stop us from being friends or anything.”

You don’t know what to say to that because you are already In love with him. But you want to take it slow. You want to see where the future takes you both.

“Let’s just have the future handle that.” You say, looking at him.

“Let’s be friends with benefits then.”

You and Eddie smile at each other when he pulls into his driveway and sit there in silence for a few minutes before Eddie starts to speak. “Let’s go inside so we can take a shower and cuddle.”

You nod your head excitedly in agreement, and you both get out and walk into his trailer.

(if there are any mistakes, I'm sorry, I fixed everything I saw was wrong with it)

#eddie munson #stranger things smut #nature #lovers lake #eddie x reader #eddie munson smut #1980s style #stranger things #we love Eddie #mike wheeler #pink #pastel #painting #notes #noah schnapp #natural hair #nyc #pets

[plentyoffandoms]

If this man ever decided to become a cult leader, I would probably follow him.

Photo source: Eddie Kingston's Instagram

#eddie kingston #my mad king 👑 #our mad king #we love eddie #aew #all elite wrestling

[hellfirehope]

𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑢𝑝…

My coworkers are fed up

#Chrissy wake up #eddiemunson #we love Eddie #suffer brothers #dufferbrothersareoverparty #I’mhungoverfromlastnight

[batcavescolony]

This is kinda revolutionary? Just a few years ago destiel was queerbaiting fans to superhell but now? NOW? A show saw the fans HC a character as queer with valid evidence and instead went "you know what? You're right. We didn't originally plan this for them but we see you". Then four episodes into the season, canonized his queerness. Not the last second, Not the last Episode. the BEGINNING of the season, with time to expand AND we know we're getting another season after this. Just look how far we've come.

#destiel #queer representation #queer romance #queer buck is a win no matter what! #evan buckley × tommy kinard #evan buck buckely #evan buckley #buck buckley #tommy kinard #911 abc #911 season 7 #911 spoilers #911 #911 show #lgbt #lgbtq #lgbtqia #respectfully i love buddie but can we stop talking about eddie and talk about this for a minute #i like buddie but i also acknowledge Tommy×Buck and how revolutionary this is #supernatural #dean winchester #castiel #911 fox

[whatohitsonfirewelp]

You know what? I don’t WANT an awkward double date. I don’t WANT buck coming out and people having the ‘I know’ reaction or the ‘is it Eddie’ reaction.

You know what I do want?

I want Buck panicking over what to wear for the date. I want Buck flopping on his bed like very teenager after their first kiss all giggly and happy and touching his lips because he kissed a boy

I want Buck smiling every time he says Tommy’s name because maybe it isn’t forever and maybe he’s not even looking for forever anymore but he’s so happy and he’s so light and being with Tommy feels good

I want Tommy to keep calling him Evan, because before Buck was Buck he was Evan and Evan deserves to be happy to be treated so softly and lovingly and Evan deserves to be free.

I want Buck to be happy. To be happy and free and queer in the way we all deserve.

#the other things are nice I guess #buddie would be nice #but honestly I don’t care anymore #I just want to see a happy queer character in media #because we don’t even fully have that with hen and Karen #their journey wasn’t an easy one #and why can’t we get queer characters who have a soft loving kind story #whatoh back at it again #evan buckley #tommy kinard #eddie diaz #911 abc #give me a giddy buck who’s nervous and unsure but so excited #give me a Buck who’s awkward but so determined to make this work and to discover more about himself #give me a Tommy who is so soft with him so gentle so kind #because don’t we all deserve that love? doesn’t Evan Buckley deserve that love? #for once I don’t want the angst for him I just want him to be Happy and Free

[steddieas-shegoes]

Steve grows up playing piano, absolutely hates it, but is so good at it. His parents aren’t around enough by the time he’s a teen to force him to his practices, so he slowly stops going.

His music teacher happens to be Robin’s mom, who studied at Juilliard, and traveled for nearly a decade with various orchestras and bands before settling down with her husband in Hawkins.

She can see what’s going on with Steve from day one, but knows better than to interfere.

Until he quits.

She can’t stand by and let someone so musically gifted give it up.

She shows up at his house with a violin, her own violin that she hadn’t used in years.

He’s hesitant at first, but decides to give it a try as long as she doesn’t tell his parents. The last thing he wants is for them to find out he picked up a new instrument.

She can’t give him official lessons, so she shows up to his house twice a week and hopes that he practices in his own time.

He’s a natural.

He takes to it like a duck to water.

She encourages him to perform in a local talent show, all kids under 18, most of them not half as talented as he is.

He only agrees when she says she’ll be front row.

And sure enough, for once in his life, someone shows up when they say they will. She’s sitting front row with her husband on one side and her daughter on the other. She smiles as he takes the stage, nervous about people who know him seeing him and reporting back to his parents.

He performs with heart, something he lacked with the piano. He performs with talent, something he may have with any instrument he picks up.

But most importantly, he plays with a smile. He’s having fun.

He sticks around to watch some of the other people performing: Tammy Thompson singing a very out of tune rendition of America The Beautiful, some kid from one of his classes playing piano miserably, and some band performing very loud, very angry music.

Steve wins, and for once, it feels better than when he wins at a swim meet or basketball game.

He spends the next three years secretly practicing, only performing in shows out of town, never saying anything to his parents.

He doesn’t want them to ruin this for him.

He applies to Juilliard, not thinking he has a chance in hell, not with his academic grades.

Luckily, they see that he’s “exceptional with the strings” and “plays with emotion that can’t be trained.”

He gets in.

He goes.

He thinks he may actually be able to do this, use a gift he has to make his life better.

His parents even find it acceptable, mostly because he got into the best school he could have. They still don’t bother showing up for his shows, but Mrs. Buckley always finds a way.

In his sophomore year, Robin gets in, and they both move into a small apartment off campus together. He promised to look out for her.

She tells him that music wasn’t really her passion, she was just good with a trumpet. She really wanted to be an engineer.

In his junior year, Robin transfers to Columbia, starts doing what she really wanted to do from the start. He’s proud of her, but misses having someone on campus during the day to have lunch with.

Until he stumbles, literally, into someone vaguely familiar.

“Sorry, man. Running late.”

Steve pats the man on the shoulder and turns to get to his class when the man stops him.

“Harrington? You’re a student here?”

He turns back and finally recognizes the man in front of him.

“Munson? When did you get here?”

“I got in this year. Kinda fucked up my first audition last year and they were kind enough to give me another shot.” Eddie smiled. “What on earth are you here for?”

“Violin. You?”

“Guitar and songwriting.”

“That’s great, man. I’m just really running late. Catch up soon?”

Soon was two weeks later, when Steve ran into Eddie again while leaving class.

“We should probably stop running into each other like this,” Eddie smirked. “The universe is trying to tell us something.”

“What’s it trying to tell us?”

“Not sure. Maybe we should go grab dinner and find out.”

“Now?”

“Why not? Got better plans?”

Steve thought about how Robin was barely at the apartment due to studying for midterms. He thought about how his only other friend from here was busy rehearsing for their senior showcase.

“Nah. Let me bring this home first,” he held up his violin case. “Actually.”

Steve was on a budget. His parents gave him money, sure, but they thought he was living on campus so the money they sent covered rent and groceries and nothing else.

“I could make dinner. If you want?”

“Steve Harrington cooks? And plays violin?” Eddie fake swooned. “Be still my beating heart. How will I not be seduced?”

Steve rolled his eyes. He remembered Eddie’s dramatics from school and knew better than to feed into them.

“I can make some spaghetti. Nothing fancy.”

“Spaghetti sounds great,” Eddie’s fake swoon turned to a soft smile. “You want some help?”

Steve didn’t need help, usually didn’t even want any.

But something about the way his stomach dipped when Eddie stepped closer, and the way he thought about having Eddie in his apartment, made him agree.

“Sure.”

They walked to Steve’s apartment in a comfortable silence, though Eddie kept tapping the back of his fingers against Steve’s hand.

Eddie fit next to Steve. They cooked together, they ate together, they even managed to clean up together. It was easy to find something to talk about. He’d never clicked with anyone like this, not even Robin.

By the time Robin came home, Steve and Eddie were both passed out on the couch, fingers laced together as if they hadn’t been brave enough to do anything more before they fell asleep.

By morning, Steve’s head was on Eddie’s shoulder, Eddie’s arm wrapped around him loosely.

Waking up to a soft kiss on his lips was something Steve couldn’t have imagined when he first ran into Eddie, but he was pretty glad it was how he started his day.

And almost every day after that, whether he woke up to a kiss, or met up with Eddie on campus for a kiss, he started his day with love on his lips.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #headcanon #drabble #musician Steve Harrington #musician eddie munson #we love alternate meetings in this house #we’re gonna say it’s a modern au to make things simpler #just go with it

[lazylittledragon]

something something more alt dads

#steddie #stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #robin buckley #i can't believe we never even CONSIDERED how robin would react to what eddie did to steve #she would calm down eventually but at first #it's execute on sight #that's her BOY #i don't see her as Designated Mean Lesbian UNLESS it's steve #if steve wasn't still so sickeningly in love with him eddie would be dead

[cthulhum]

does anyone realize how crazy it is to have the actor of a mostly headcanoned queer ship say the fans were never crazy and they were right all along after 10+ years of everyone just absolutely going nuts over the said queerbaited ship

#supernatural #dean winchester #spn #destiel #castiel #deancas #misha collins #im 20 i have been Experiencing supernatural and johnlock since i was 12 and merthur since wayy before that i have fought Wars #this is crazy #i love u hannibal i love u 911 (if u make eddie gay) #for the love of god by 'mostly headcanoned' i dont mean that it was never intentional #i am aware that they put the subtext in on purpose #they knew what they were doing #but my focus here is on the actor actually saying it because like #if its not mostly headcanoned then y was the entire cast denying it for years AND YEARS #like do yall not remember what jared and jenesn used to say #there have been many many many instances where the cast has made us feel crazy/stupid for saying anything abt destiel #im just saying TO ME its crazy that actors and creators talk so openly about these things now !!! again i was raised on merlin and sherlock #ok also im confused on the queerbaiting part #everyones saying its queer coding and not queer baiting but cant they be true at the same time ? #im not being dumb on purpose i swear im just confused #like yes dean is very much bi coded and their relationship is queer coded but if the creators deny everything #and we only get a last minute confession after 11 years #that doesnt count as queer baiting ? #someone smart explain this to me 🙏

[doginacafe]

#duncan and eddie #comic #i really love this comic this is one of my favorites #but some of the drawings in this one make me so sad #that's what we call growth though babe

[nex-has-gender-envy]

Two losers entwined ~🖤

More symbrock shenenigans

Process ↓↓↓

#THEY ARE SUCH A CUTIES PATOOTIES #we are in love #and we are venom #somEONE COOKED #some sleeper agent #art #fanart #venom #symbiote #symbrock #tom hardy #eddie brock #marvel #venom marvel #venom movie #tom hardy fanart #lethal protector #veddie

[hope-i-dont-choke]

The thing about Buck is that everyone wants a piece but nobody wants all of him, and the thing about Eddie is that he has a hard time wanting something with all of himself but that’s how much he wants Buck, and the thing about Buck is that he never knows what he wants or makes his own choices but he always chooses Eddie, and the thing about Eddie is that he only makes choices that are for the benefit of other people except he chose Buck for himself

#Buddie #soulmate things #These are the facts as we know them after all these years #911 abc #I’m just in love with them okay #They are made for each other #Queer Eddie Diaz canon here we come

[thegunslingerletmedrop]

#911 abc #911edit #chimney han #911 gifs #madney #kevin lee #maddie buckley #glmdedit #jee yun buckley han #albert han #henrietta wilson #karen wilson #john lee #anne lee #eddie diaz #evan buckley #ravi panikkar #bobby nash #look i hope people are as emotionally damaged by this as i was making it #we only had kevin for like 25 mins but i've never gotten over him #this guy has every reason to be a horrible miserable character but no #no he's the coolest cheeriest funniest caring man alive #sick dead mom at a young age and abandoned by an absent father and taking care of sick after her diagnosis #ideas constantly shut down for owning a business and losing his brother on the job #and also sorta losing mr lee who couldn't bear to see him without being reminded of kevin bc they were so intertwined #failing in love and getting stabbed and left for dead #oh and the rebar accident where he almost died again #losing the love of his life and then finding her but not being together with her

[livwritesstuff]

Middle-aged Steve, Eddie, Robin, and Nancy definitely have a group chat once Apple introduces it. They actually love it because it makes it way easier to stay in touch while Robin and Nancy travel.

Steve and Eddie's three daughters are usually the main topic of conversation.

As is the case one morning in October 2013:

Steve: Which one of you got my children to call froot loops gay cheerios

His text is accompanied by a video taken in their kitchen that starts with Steve, behind the camera, asking, “Wait - what did you guys want for breakfast?”. Robbie and Hazel giggle from their seats at the counter as they respond, “Gay cheerios, please,“ and “yeah, gay cheerios.”

Steve's long sigh is cut off when the video ends.

Nancy: Not me.

Steve: I know

Eddie: definitely not me

Eddie: Apple Jacks are way gayer than froot loops

Robin: ???

Robin: in what world are Apple Jacks gayer than Froot Loops?

Steve: Okay so it was Robin

Steve: Great work team

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[unclewaynemunson]

"What. The. Fuck."

Over years of living in a trailer park, Eddie has seen his fair share of weird shit. But this right here? This surpasses everything.

Wayne is sitting on the couch in the living room, with an actual baby in his lap and a completely deadpan expression on his face like this is something that happens every day.

"Hey, Ed. Meet Sasha Munson."

"Sasha Munson?" Eddie repeats, hoping that saying the name out loud will make this whole thing less surreal. It doesn't, so he automatically switches right into disbelieving panic mode instead. "Sasha Munson?! What the fuck? She isn't mine, I promise, it's literally impossible, someone must've - Wait, hold on - Is she yours? Aren't you like fifty years too old to knock someone up? What the fuck did you do? Who's the mother? What were you thinking, man, we can't take care of a -"

"Eddie, sit down."

"No, I'm not sitting down, this is ridiculous, what the fucking fuck, we can't -"

"She ain't mine and she ain't yours."

"What the-" It takes a few seconds before Wayne's words sink in. Then, Eddie freezes mid-sentence, giving his brain a second or two to catch up to what Wayne just said.

"Wait, what?" he asks.

He gives the sleeping baby a distrustful look. It's small - too small to be a human, if you asks Eddie. It scares him a little bit.

"Then whose is she?"

"I told ya to sit down, Ed."

And Wayne's voice is so strict and serious that Eddie can only obey.

"Your dad was here earlier."

Those few words are enough to tell Eddie exactly what happened. He immediately feels sick to his stomach. He wants to cover his ears, or walk out of the trailer and never come back. But instead, he keeps sitting, frozen in his chair, and listens to what Wayne tells him.

"Sasha is his daughter. He had this girlfriend, Melody, 'bout a year ago. She's much younger than him, is all I know 'bout her. I think they were kinda serious at the time. But Clyde went and messed it up, of course. Cheated on her. She dumped him. Then showed up again a few weeks later all sobered up and told him she was pregnant. Far as I know, things went okay for a while after that. But she caved right after she gave birth. It took a toll on her, Clyde said. So she needed the drugs again. He left her; he didn't see a way to help her and he was worried 'bout Sasha's safety. So he took Sasha with him and brought her to me. Said he couldn't take care of a baby and that was that."

It is a story eerily similar to what Wayne told Eddie about his own early years, whenever he'd ask him questions about his parents.

Eddie looks at the tiny human in Wayne's arms. Her eyes are closed and her mouth is just slightly agape. She's wrapped in a blanket that has a soft shade of pink, with tiny elephants printed across it.

"He never learns, does he?" Eddie remarks with a sigh.

"He doesn't," Wayne affirms in a soft voice, shaking his head. "But you know what, if these are the consequences of his actions..." He first looks up at Eddie, then down at the baby in his lap again. "I can't even be too mad at him for it."

"Jesus Christ, what a mess."

"Don't think too badly of him, Ed," Wayne says. "He wanted to help them. Both of 'em. But he didn't know how. He did what he thought was gonna be best for Sasha. Just like he did with you. He ain't evil. Just a coward who makes bad decisions."

Eddie swallows thickly.

"We'll make it work," Wayne says with certainty in his voice. "It'll be tight, but we'll survive. We did it before, we can do it again."

Eddie nods.

"You wanna hold her?"

He shifts uneasily. She seems so fragile. He doesn't know a single thing about babies; he is his father's son, after all, not Wayne's, no matter how much he wishes he were.

"C'mon, Ed, she's your sister."

It's only now that Eddie notices how well it fits, Wayne with a baby in his arms. Like he was made to be a father. Like Sasha belongs there. There aren't any pictures of Eddie as a baby, as far as he knows, but he imagines it must've looked somewhat like this scene: the exact same couch, a different blanket, and a younger version of Wayne. One with less wrinkles and more hair; less worn-out by the sorrows Eddie has given him over the years. It's simple for Wayne, in a way it isn't for Eddie's father, and in a way that Eddie fears it won't be for him. To hold her gently and let her sleep to the rhythm of his heartbeat. To sit with her quietly and do nothing else. To give love and patience without expecting anything in return.

Eddie rises from his chair and sits down next to Wayne on the couch. He utters a shaky breath, trying not to show his nerves, and wipes his sweaty hands over his jeans before holding out his arms.

“Just like that,” says Wayne softly while he places Sasha in Eddie's arms.

She's warm and has that specific newborn baby scent clinging around her. She's heavier than Eddie expected. She stirs a little bit and makes a tiny sound, but then she continues her peaceful sleep. He studies her: her closed eyes, her tiny nose, the way her head rolls around helplessly if he doesn't support her steadily enough; the hand that's hanging out of the blanket, with minuscule but fully developed fingers that grab around nothing. He listens to the steady sound of her breathing and imagines the tiny lungs inside her body working on pure instinct to keep her alive. His sister.

He looks up and finds Wayne staring at the two of them with tears in his eyes. He only catches Eddie's gaze for a fraction of a second, then he looks away, to the window on his right side.

“You're wrong, you know,” Eddie says.

Wayne turns his head back to him.

“Bout what?”

“She isn't his. Neither am I.” He looks up from the girl in his hands to meet Wayne's eyes. “We're both yours. He didn't do jackshit for us, just dropped us here with you and ran away. You're the one who raised me, Uncle Wayne, and that makes me yours way more than his. And Sasha? We're both gonna be here for her, every step of the way. We're gonna change her diapers and feed her milk - I don't really know anything else about babies, but we're gonna do all of that, together. We're gonna see her grow up and become a person. She's ours.”

Wayne produces a noise that sounds somewhat like a choked-off sob. He puts an arm around Eddie and drags him closer towards him. He doesn't say anything, but Eddie didn't expect him to. He understands.

#wayne munson was in dire need of an accidental baby acquisition trope okay #i said so #i know we all love steve accidentally becoming a parent to a baby half sibling but #consider this please #don't mind me rambling about stranger things #eddie munson #wayne munson #stranger things #fruity ficlet