Your Favorite Song

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Your favorite song

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Summary: When Vecna’s curse affects you, someone who doesn’t consider himself as a hero outside of D&D comes to save you with his amazing guitar skills, playing your favorite song to save you from it.

Author’s Note: Heavily follows the plot and contains spoilers! If you haven’t watched S4 I wouldn’t recommend reading this fic. Maybe you could save it for later? Also I’m in LOVE with Eddie and wanted to do something angsty and fluffy at the same time. This chapter is a mix of both. The summary is for the entire series. Also the fic is in a normal font if any of you have problems reading smaller fonts.

Word Count: 4049

What to Expect: Reader x Eddie Munson, mutual pining, reader is talking about a past trauma (losing her parents), friendships, heavily contains reader’s flashbacks about Eddie and the others, Steve and Dustin being the comedic relief duo, Steve being jealous of Eddie and calling him a douche, Eddie is kinda traumatized, Reefer Rick's Shack, Eddie being cute, reader is kinda shy BUT things take a turn.

Spoilers below the cut, you have been warned!

Ever since Nancy and Max started to find more information about Vecna’s curse, you felt uneasy. You had this strange gut feeling that something bad was going to happen to you because you were showing the same symptoms as Chrissy and that nerd newspaper guy before they died tragically: Constant ongoing headaches, having experienced some sort of trauma, sometimes seeing weird hallucinations about that tragic event…

You actually didn’t think about it much at first because you were having a hard time connecting to reality. After losing both of your parents during the mall fire, you couldn’t accept the truth, you didn’t want to. It was as if your brain was denying to take that information as a fact. You felt as if the whole world lost its meaning and that living was useless. You were showing clear signs of depression and wanted to be alone most of the time.

Unless you spent that time with Eddie Munson.

Even though you had a lot of friends and an amazing friend group of four which contained Steve, Nancy, Robin and you. After some time, Eddie Munson, the new addition to your friend group, grew on you faster than anyone would’ve expected.

Before he joined your crew, you ofcourse knew the infamous leader of the Hellfire Club but you were too intimidated to talk to him since he was loud and he had a very theatrical personality. Your mind wandered to the time where he insulted the basketball team and the head of the team called him a ‘Freak’.

You loved how he always stood on his ground and didn’t care what anybody else thought of him. He didn’t mind being called a ‘Freak’ just because he liked playing a fantasy game a little too much. He was also a metalhead and you admired his style from afar.

He was aware of your presence too; You always made eye contact whenever you passed by each other in the hallways or when you were both in a crowded room, you would always search for one another and lock eyes, smiling. There was this tension between the two of you and as much as you didn’t want to admit this to yourself, you had a crush on him.

It was actually obvious because of the way you would blush whenever he looked at you and the way you’d break eye contact very fast because you get easily overwhelmed by how he looks at your pretty (e/c) eyes. He had this grin on his face whenever he caught you looking at him and you adored that stupid little grin of his.

He had a huge impact on you and he was aware of it basically because you sucked at hiding it. But he thought it was cute. That you were very cute.

The first semester went on like that and during the spring break, Chrissy’s unexplainable death shocked everybody in town and Eddie went missing. You knew he wasn’t capable of doing such thing and that he probably had nothing to do with this murder. But you understood why he chose to run away, Brent and his team wouldn’t have listened to a single word he said.

Even though you ‘knew’ he wouldn’t have done such a thing, you didn’t know it for sure. Other than staring at each other, you both didn’t do anything. Not even a single ‘Hi’ has been said.

And you were determined to change that. You wanted to speak to him and tell him that everything was going to be alright. You wanted to show that you cared for him. Maybe you were going a little too strong with this ‘little' crush but you didn’t care.

The day after the tragic death of Chrissy, you were hanging out with Robin and Steve at their workplace. There were new customers going in and out. Steve was trying to find a new girl to go on a date with and almost all of his tries were a fail. You and Robin loved to make fun of him about this topic because he was so desperate. It was nothing harmful tho, he was one of your best friends.

He finally thought that he met a pretty girl who is single but she said that she was going to watch the movie Steve recommended with his boyfriend. Oops, no luck again! He was so close tho, you thought. After she left, Robin started to laugh out loud and Steve rolled his eyes telling:

‘Haha Robin! SO funny. Hey (Y/N) why don’t you shut her mouth up and let me focus on my next target please, thank you.’

Robin was still laughing. A few seconds later she finally catched her breath and said,

‘Why don’t you try going out with the first person who walks into the shop? Maybe you’ll find THE one!’ sarcastically.

Steve wanted someone, anyone to date but was he actually down this bad? You didn’t think he would accept Robin’s challenge but after looking at you with desperate eyes, he turned to the glass door of the movie shop and started to wait. You and Robin looked at each other with amusement in your eyes and you locked your gaze to the door too.

After a few seconds, you saw Dustin rushing to the door. You could tell that he was in a hurry and that he was worried because of the way he acted. You always liked that kid, he was such a goofball but a genius at the same time.

Then he opened the door, yelling ‘Steve! Robin! (Y/N)! We need your help.’

Remembering what Robin said to Steve, about the one walking through that door being the one, you and Robin started to laugh hysterically. Steve looked at you guys yelling ‘C’mon give me a break!’ He then turned to the ceiling, opening his arms to the sides saying ‘What have I done to you?’ with a confused expression and furrowed brows.

Dustin said ‘What, not happy to see me? I know you’re lying Harrington.’

He then wasted no time and ran straight to the computer, rolling on top of the cashier counter. In the process, he knocked some of the movies and tapes to the ground. Max followed him shortly after. Robin yelled ‘Hey! We just stacked them. What’s going on with you!?’

‘As much as I’d like to chit chat with you guys Robin, we don’t have any time for this!’ The three of you were looking at him with such confusion, he understood that he forgot to tell you the reason why he was acting in a rush.

‘Look, this is important, okay? Just help us find Eddie.’

After you heard the name Eddie, you instinctively rushed to Dustin’s side, looking at the computer. You thought that the kids in the Hellfire Club already knew where he was but turns out, even Dustin was clueless. You began to worry about him.

‘Dustin, what do you mean you don’t know where he is?’ you asked, looking straight into his eyes. He knew that you had a crush on him, most of your friends knew it.

‘Look (Y/N), I don’t wanna scare you, but we have to find Eddie before Jason and his team if we want him to be safe. So let’s just focus OKAY?’

He was now going back and forth with rapid movements, shaking his head from side to side. His eyes were wide open.

‘EDDIE PLEASE TELL ME YOU FOUND A GOOD HIDING SPOT OR I SWEAR TO GOD-’

‘WHOA WHOA whoa, Henderson calm down!’ Steve yelled. Dustin was clearly panicking. Steve grabbed him by the shoulders and started to shake him.

‘Earth to Dustin! Dustin? DUSTIN! That douche must be alright.’

‘Who are you calling a douche? It’s because you’re jealous Steve admit it-’

‘Guys, GUYS! Come on, we don't have any time for this right now.’ you exclaimed and you turned to Max.

Max was holding a paper which had a list of names written on it. You asked whose names those were. She said that those were the names of the people who could’ve known where Eddie was. You were a little relieved that they found some important information but you had to start looking for those people immediately.

After hearing Max, Robin wasted no time and directly jumped to the seat behind the counter as she started to look at some of the clients’ rent history to get a better clue. You all started to brainstorm and after a short time, you finally found a lead: Reefer Rick.

****

After a short ride with Steve, Max, Dustin and Robin, you finally found Reefer Rick’s house. It was out of town, out of prying eyes. Best hiding spot for a drug dealer.

You didn’t listen to any songs while Steve was driving the car. All of you were anxious and worried about what was to come. The tragic death of Chrissy was unnatural. The way they described the state of her body made you think that no human being could’ve done it, let alone it being Eddie. But how did it all happen? You were going to find it out really soon.

When you stepped out of the car, Dustin was already giving you flashes to use while searching up the house for a sign of Eddie. You first went to the house, trying to look inside through the windows. There was no sign of a living being in there.. You were so sure about Eddie being here that you didn’t even consider not being able to find him. You were beginning to lose hope.

That was until one of you found another perfect hiding spot just at the back of the main house. It was like a small but not so tiny shack. You had to look inside the shack. Then Steve and Robin opened the door by force and all of you gathered inside. You guys were looking everywhere for a sign.

After a brief time Steve grabbed an oar and with its back, he started to poke an old little boat which was covered with a boat cover. He was being a bit harsh so Dustin tried to stop Steve from doing it because what if Eddie got hurt? Well, Steve didn’t care about his protests and continued to do what he was doing.

While the others were still searching, you felt hopeless. You thought that you guys had cracked the code and you were one hundred percent sure that you were going to find him in here. But I guess I was wrong, you thought to yourself, deep in thoughts.

Then suddenly the cover of the boat lifted up and you saw Eddie. In just a few seconds, he was pinning Steve to the wall, making him stuck between the wall and himself while holding a sharp broken bottle to Steve’s neck. Dustin started to yell at Eddie, begging him to drop the sharp object.

While all of these were happening, you were in shock. Dustin was the only mutual friend that they had and he was a great negotiator, so all of you decided that it was best if Dustin did the talking.

‘Eddie, EDDIE! STOP. IT’S ME, DUSTIN!’

‘STEVE DROP THE OAR! Look this is Steve and he’s not gonna hurt you. ’

‘LOOK HE’S NOT TRYING TO HURT YOU I SWEAR, WE’RE HERE TO HELP’

Eddie turned to Dustin and asked ‘What are you doing here?’ His voice was raspy and low, almost like a grunt.

‘We’re here to help, we’re on your side!’ said Robin, hoping that he will loosen his grip.

And after a minute that felt like years, he finally dropped his grip that he had on Steve and let him go. At that time, he started to be aware of his surroundings and finally saw that he had a crowd watching him. And that you were in that crowd.

Dustin started to introduce the group to Eddie. He started with Robin: ‘Eddie, these are my friends. You know Robin, from band.’ She made a little trumpet noise while acting like she was playing an imaginary one.

‘This is my friend Max. The one who never wants to play D&D.’

‘And lastly, this is (Y/N)...’

He locked his eyes with yours and you did a little wave with an awkward yet genuine smile. At that moment, your heart shattered into pieces at the sight. His eyes were bloodshot, it was obvious that he couldn’t get a good nights’ sleep for quite some time because he was always on alert. He had to be careful, otherwise he could’ve been spotted. His hair was messier than usual and he looked like he was in pain because he was hiding in that boat, folded and crippled up to fit in. He was wearing the same old Hellfire Club t-shirt and the clothes he had from the day he went missing.

And it was clear that he didn’t want anybody to see him like that. He didn’t want you to see him like that. But you didn’t care about his looks at that moment, you were just glad to see him healthy without any injuries.

While you were both looking deeply into each other’s eyes, Dustin had to snap him out of it saying

‘Eddie, tell us what happened.’

Eddie looked at him and the rest of you, trying to calculate whether to say what he truly saw or not. He started to slowly slide down, his back on the wall. He waited for a moment before speaking, his gaze fixated to the floor. His hands were shaking.

‘You won’t believe me’ He said, sniffing.

‘Don’t want you guys tellin’ me that I’m crazy but I know what I saw. I just can’t wrap my head around it.’

He was now sitting on the floor, his head between his legs trying to cover his face. He then lifted his head and started to shake it slowly, his hands were on both sides of his face. You could see it in his eyes and the way he acted that he was suffering while remembering that night. He looked like he was trying to get away from that memory.

None of you made a noise while you were watching him, then Max broke the silence and said ‘Try us.’

Only then Eddie looked at all of you with confusion in his eyes. His brows were furrowed and he squinted his eyes ever so slightly. And after a few seconds of silence, he started to tell you the whole story. How Chrissy was in a complete trance and he tried everything in his power to wake her up from it but he failed. Then, he said that she started to slowly rise to the ceiling and float for a minute or so before her bones cracked with a sick sound and her eyes disappeared as if they were being pulled in.

You were having a hard time understanding everything he had just said. You were trying your best to not make him feel like he was a freak for telling these but how could any of it be possible? You then looked at the others and saw that they weren’t shocked or surprised at all. They had this understanding look in their eyes. You were more confused than ever.

When Eddie finished telling the whole story, he said ‘I left her there, I didn’t know what to do so I… I ran away.’ His gaze was still fixated on the floor, not being able to look at any of you. Then Dustin kneeled in front of him slowly, saying ‘You know how everyone says that Hawkins is cursed? Well, they’re not completely wrong…’

Dustin then turned his gaze towards you and said, ‘(Y/N) you’re also new to this so maybe it’ll be better for you to sit down while I explain what we’ve been going through for quite some time now.’ His eyes motioned you to sit next to Eddie so you did what he wanted you to do. He was trying to get you close to him and if the events that were happening around you recently weren’t this strange or tragic, you would’ve flashed him a grateful smile.

‘But before the story time, let’s get Eddie some snacks from the car. He must be SO hungry. Right, guys?’ Robin said abruptly. She was also trying to get you guys some alone time. You had sweet friends, didn’t you?

As the others left the shack, leaving you alone with Eddie, you slowly went your way next to him. You weren’t quite sure how to behave or what to do. You were shocked after what he told to the group and you were scared about what Dustin was going to tell to the both of you. Was Hawkins really cursed?

As you sat down and got into a comfortable position, you saw that Eddie’s hands were still shaking, it wasn’t as bad as when you first came to the shack but he was still terrified from all the things he had experienced the other day. He felt your eyes on him and tried to stop his hands from shaking but he couldn’t.

Now, he was trying to hide them and while he was doing it, he tried to put on a brave face, just like the way you had seen him all the time. But you could tell that he was hurting.

So in order to reassure him and stop him, you took his hands in yours. He was definitely not expecting that, neither did you. But in that flash of a moment, you did it. You took his hands in yours. He lifted his face and looked into your eyes, he was embarrassed about it. Embarrassed that he was being vulnerable.

‘uh.. Hi.’ You said shyly. It was as if like you were being aware of what you were doing at that time and blood started rushing to your cheeks, making them a brighter pink color that looked way too cute. He said ‘H- hi’ as well, putting on a small and genuine smile that made your heart skip a beat. You have never seen him like this before, he looked so fragile.

You were looking deeply into each others’ eyes when you broke the silence saying ‘Look, I know things have been more difficult than it should’ve been for you and I know that we don’t know each other very well but I wanted you to know that we are here for you.. That I’m here for you.’

‘(Y/N)..’ he said whispering while getting closer to you. He was looking at your lips now. ‘Thank you, means a lot but… Why are you tryna help me?’

You tried to look at his face but you got overwhelmed by how pretty he was looking. His bangs perfectly framing his face, his beautiful brown eyes piercing through yours, the feeling of cold metal on your fingers because of his rings; He was even prettier up close. You got to see a different side of him today and it drove you to him more.

You were looking at the ground, not being able to meet his gaze. ‘Because I.. I like you.’ You said. ‘I like you and it hurts me to see you this way. Like I said I know that we don’t know each other very well but-’

While you were talking, the coldness of metal from his rings on your palm was gone. Turns out he freed his left hand and he was now grabbing your chin to tilt your head. He forced you to look at him with a gentle touch. After a few seconds of staring at each others’ eyes, Eddie suddenly made a quick move and brought your face closer to his. Your eyes shut close, waiting for his next move. Then you felt his lips on yours, kissing you. It was a gentle and sweet one, as if he was afraid of hurting you if he acted too harsh.

You were so surprised you couldn’t do anything but to return the kiss. After a few seconds, he broke the kiss and looked at your face, observing you and your emotions.

‘I thought that butthead Henderson already told you about it.’ He said emphasizing the butthead part, rolling his eyes jokingly. He loved the kid but that didn’t mean that he was a butthead.

You chuckled a little at his expressions, feeling happy that he was acting like his usual self again. Seeing that you don’t have an answer, he continued to talk.

‘I.. I like you for quite some time now and I thought I made it pretty obvious. At least that’s what they told me during our D&D sessions.’

‘They made fun of me for not having the courage to talk to you but, I’m glad you did. I didn’t want you to be labeled as ‘the freak’s girlfriend’ or something.. Not that I care about what they call me but-’

‘I don’t care about it either Eddie, I like you a lot and nothing can change that.’

He had the cutest smile on his face after hearing you say those words. He looked relieved and happier now, despite the things that has been going on lately.

You were smiling too, probably like an idiot.

‘Robin tried to leave us alone, probably gotta thank her when its all done.’

‘Yeah well, don’t worry about it and let’s get back to where we were, shall we?’ He said, looking at your lips and back at your eyes again, looking for a sign of consent.

You shook your head slightly but eagerly, wanting to continue. His left hand found its way back to your chin, pulling you closer.

Your lips were almost touching when the door of the shack openned loudly. Dustin was the first person to walk inside. When he saw you guys in that position, his eyes went wide and he quickly tried to cover his eyes yelling ‘Oh MY GOD, OH MY GOD! CODE RED! …sorry guys.’ but at the same time he was smirking and he winked at you guys once with the biggest smile you have ever seen on his face.

You guys broke apart and Eddie got frustrated at how you guys got interrupted but it was no surprise, he thought to himself. Then, when he saw Dustin winking to the both of you, he turned to you and flashed an amused yet at the same time, confused smile. You told Henderson about it too and he didn’t tell Eddie a single word about it? He had some explaining to do to Eddie for later.

‘A total butthead indeed.’ you said in a whispering tone, sighing. Eddie turned to you and both of you chuckled. After a few seconds, the others rushed inside, Steve grabbed the oar once again and yelled:

‘CODE RED? WHAT HAPPENED HENDERSON, TALK TO ME’ He was looking around, swinging the oar, being the babysitter he was as usual.

When he and the others saw you sitting so close to Eddie, they understood what was going on and they all started to share a knowing smile.

‘So Dustin, Dustin, Dustin… You knew this fine lady had a crush on me too and you hid it from me all. this. time? …Amazing.’ He said with a low voice, eyes wide open. He was smiling but the smile wasn’t reaching his eyes.

‘Look Eddie I can explain, EDDIE-’ Dustin yelled when he saw Eddie starting to get off of the ground. He ran straight to the outside, knowing that Eddie can’t go out and risk getting caught. Eddie yelled ‘YOUUU SON OF A B-’ but everyone was laughing out loud at that point, even Eddie was having fun... You loved his smile. You really did.

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Thank you so much for tagging me Irma! @theold-ultraviolence

Favorite color: Shades of red, especially darker tones

Favorite time of the year: Winter! Fall is a close second.

Comfort food: Hmm, it has to be pasta with some type of melting cheese and a sauce that contains garlic in it. (Either tomato&basil or mushrooms) OR my shrimp noodle recipe

Do you collect something: Unfortunately no but I want to own a record player and vinyls someday.

Favorite drink: Green tea or coffee with milk and sugar

Currently reading: Anna Karenina

Last song I listened to: Come a little closer by Cage the Elephant

Last series I watched: Daria

Last movie I watched: I can't remember, not such a big fan of movies but I guess it was The Shining

Sweet/Savory/Spicy: OOh tough one. I don't like spicy things that much but sweet or savory?? I have quite a sweet tooth but I'll go with savory. (I like sour things too ahah)

Craving: Mint chocolate. Yes I love mint flavored things. Yes you read that right.

What I'm working on now: Unfortunately, school. But I'm also working on the fifth chapter of your favorite song series. I promise there will be a lot more action than the last chapter ;)

Tagging some mutuals: @slutscorp111 @witheringawayagain @theoreticslut @nobody-000 @eddiemuns0nsguitarpick @havingchampagneproblems @langdonsjoyy

joseph quinn💖

Joseph “Don’t Be Suspicious” Quinn

Stranger Things has a problem with killing off side characters. I think Eddie's death just felt too stereotypical when he easily could've fit in like another Robin. I honestly think for how the Duffer Brothers were insisting on an emotional gut punch, how people were gonna die, they should've killed off bigger characters like Steve, Nancy, Jonathan, Max, people who were already foreshadowed to suffer.

I'm not saying Eddie shouldn't have suffered but it just comes across as so cheap that every new character must die for an emotional output, and the main characters have to be permanent. I think Eddie had the potential to be so much more and he will be dearly missed (and live on in my fanfiction lol)

it's not about winners and losers but us, the slutty chain stans? we never lose. 🧎🏻‍♀️

Oh my 🫣🥵 Irma you've done it again, this was amazing!!

Wake Me Gently

Eddie Munson x fem!reader // 18 + minors dni

Summary: comming up on the anniversity of Hawkins' earthwake, Eddie notices a new twitch that's been troubling you in your sleep. One morning he calms you down by waking you up with kisses that soon turn into something more. ////This is a request from the lovely @eddington-munson but I accidentally hit 'delete' instead of 'post' like a jackass just when I was about to post it directly as a reply to your ask. The prompt was: unconsciously searching out each other’s hand while sleeping + sleepy kisses. Thank you for requesting, Tori!! words: 1k // CW: PIV sex, unprotected sex, morning sex, a little bit of angst but lots and lots of fluff. ST4 VOL 2 SPOILERS. fix-it fic. PS. if anybody gets the references of the place where they move and who these new metalhead friends are, I'll be delighted to know!

This is a new quirk he’s noticed. 

It started after…well, after the great cataclysm. 

After you’d emerged from the Upside-Down, rushed Eddie to the hospital along with Dustin and remained glued to his side until he’d been cleaned up and bandaged. 

When all was tranquil two days after, you were able to rest your eyes and feel safe enough on Eddie’s chest to finally doze off into a deep sleep in the hospital bed. 

Eddie had remained wide awake though – he’d just slayn hundreds of demobats yet he couldn’t kill those war flashbacks and the moments where he’d looked at the grim reaper right in the eye. It hadn’t been as badass of a sight as his favorite albums painted it out to be. He had been scared, like he never had in his life. 

Amidst that mental dialogue, he had noticed you whimpering in his embrace. Your arms shot out of the blanket, hands itching to grasp onto something as your entire body shook and your hushed whimpers turned into pained moans.  

He had tightened his hold around you, gently nuzzling your head to try and calm you down, but your arms outstretched more urgently and it wasn’t until he interlocked his fingers with yours that you were finally able to wind down slowly, with your breath coming back to normal and your body relaxing against his once more. 

After that, you hadn’t waited long to flee from Hawkins, leaving it as a figment of the past to start anew. 

You moved to Aurora, Illinois and were living in a tiny department in a decent neighborhood. Life was slow paced and step by step you nurtured your tiny square of a home into the cozy space you deserved after everything you’d been through together. You even lived in the same lane where this group of fellow metalheads broadcasted their own TV show from home, which you quickly befriended and with whom you went out to shows at The Gasworks bar.  

Recently though, Eddie had begun to notice that late at night, like clockwork, you started to whimper like you had all those nights ago at the hospital. 

One time you’d been laying face to face in bed and you’d accidentally slapped him in the forehead trying to seek for his hand; he’d quietly chuckled and captured your twitchy fingers in his until you calmed down. 

You did this sporadically, but Eddie never once complained about being woken up. He held you closer each time, holding your hand in a tight grip until the frown on your face smoothed out.

He reasoned that maybe you’d started doing this because the anniversary of the event was creeping up.

Settling you down at night tugged at the strings of his heart with equal parts of endearment for how you sought for him in sleep but also guilt for having put you through such distress. After all, you had gone out to search for him the very moment he had been declared a suspect of Chrissy Cunningham's murder and afterwards you followed him along to Hell itself just to make sure he made it out alive. You’re his hero. 

In tune with his poderning, you start to quiver in his arms, weakly at first before your arms are clawing at the sheets seeking Eddie’s form. He was spooning you from behind so he envelopes his arm around your middle, slots his face in the crook of your neck and blankets his front to your back before grabbing your hand. 

Outside, the sun is rising and timidly peering through the curtains, sweeping away the blue hues of the night with beams of white sunshine that turn everything softer. 

You shiver, instinctively squeezing Eddie’s hand in yours, making him shush you, murmur sweet nothings against your forehead. 

“I’m here, baby…I’m here…we’re safe…” 

His gentle words serve as a lifeline as you come back to the waking world and realize there are no monsters around you, no more darkness nor streaks of blood-red lightning. 

You relax with a feeble moan before Eddie turns you over in his arms so you’ll wake up to the shield of his chest in front of your face. 

His heart swoons over the sight that greets him: your sleepy eyes slowly blinking awake – once, then twice – before you nuzzle your head against Eddie’s front once more to try to sneak in five more minutes of sleep.  

Because Eddie’s such a little shit he won’t let you go that easily, pressing smooches along the crown of your head, your forehead and temples until he’s kissing away the sleep from your eyelids before going down to your scrunched nose. 

Now that you’re awake you’ll have to put up with his affection  – he doesn’t make the rules. 

“Eddie!” You push him by the chest but he takes advantage of you breaking into a fit of giggles to swallow the sound with his own lips despite your complaints. “Morning breath…” you sigh against his mouth. 

“So?” Eddie couldn’t give a single fuck about that  – he’s sure you’ve stuck with him through worse, like when you’ve had quickies in dirty bathrooms right after his shows when he’s all showered in sweat, when you kiss him after he’s been chain smoking out of nervousness, or when you stuck with him while he was on the run, hiding at Reefer Rick’s without a proper shower for days.

He licks into your mouth and merely rests his lips against it, not really doing much other than lightly pressing them to yours, exchanging breath and drinking in your quiet moans as if they were his first sip of freshly brewed coffee in the morning. 

You wrap yourself around him, clinging to his shoulder blades that protrude from his old Megadeth tee he uses as pajamas. He usually sleeps shirtless unless the crisp air from the last bit of winter likes to linger on some nights.

The rest of his body begins to wake as you languidly rub yourself against him to seek his warmth, hiking up a leg on the small of his back which he firmly grasps so you’ll remain pressed to him while he continues to kiss you tenderly. 

It’s a Sunday morning and there’s nowhere else to be; it’s a morning faraway from the urgency of last year’s peril and Eddie takes advantage of the kind of leisure you have been granted where once he thought he wouldn’t survive the year of 1986. 

The hand that had been supporting your leg moves over to your lower back, adding more pressure to his rutting against your core while he kisses you. 

“Eddie…” you whine against his mouth, lips joined only by a frail string of saliva. 

“Let go, baby, I’m here…we’re safe,” He whispers, more out of reassurance for the both of you rather than seduction. It’s a gentle kind of mood this morning. 

You free his erection from his boxers and slowly glide his silky head all over your wet folds, eliciting a deep groan right out of Eddie’s chest before he joins your hand where it’s wrapped around the base and guides his cock, inch by tantalizing inch inside you until he bottoms out.  

He doesn’t move immediately – seeks your lips again, serenely switching between exploring the inside of your mouth with his tongue and nibbling your bottom lip before sucking on it, hissing each time he feels a contraction of your walls squeezing his cock, enveloped by your heat. 

It’s when he feels you scratching the nape of his neck and entangling your fingers amidst his heap of frizzy curls that he starts to move his hips, planting one foot on the bed to keep his thrusts in a slow, deliberate pace. 

The time you spend interlocked with one another seems endless; all else dims except for your hushed moans and sighs, the wet sounds of your tongues as they trace each other’s lips, as you bite and suck on the sides of your necks and earlobes, as well as the juices that Eddie pumps right out of you, dripping down your thighs each time the head of his cock grazes your g-spot and the subtle slaps of skin against skin as he rams into you. 

He can hear the sound of his heartbeat ringing in his ears which compels him to augment the speed of his thrusts just enough to feed that fuzzy feeling that’s overflowing from deep within his core and extending all over his skin leaving behind goosebumps.

He’s moaning and moaning and moaning your name, the faster he goes, and now he’s the one that needs your hand for support.

He grabs it and pins you down on your back to plunge himself all the more deeper without breaking his steady pace. 

“Eddie, Eddie, Eddie…” you quietly chant, over and over against his lips. One hand you squeeze, soothing his knuckles, while the other travels down to rub your clit in wide, urgent circles. 

“I got you (Y/N). You’re safe, let go…cum with me…” 

“I know you do, Eddie, I know…ohh…” 

You both cum with a shared grunt against each other’s mouths; it’s one of those prolonged orgasms that start as a tiny flicker that pulses and pulses and pulses in crescendo until you’re sent out of orbit, suspended in a sea of stars and never ending pleasure. 

You’re pulling yourselves closer to one another to ride that lightning and hold on until the thrumming within you starts to recede. 

Eddie grins on your lips, making both of you chuckle in a sleepy daze.

He doesn’t pull out of you for a long while, cradling your face in his hands to kiss you with more determination now that you’re fully awake. 

“I’m here,”  He reaffirms, staring intently at you with all the conviction he can express through his big doe eyes. “We’re safe.”

“I know, Eddie,” you nod and give him one last peck on the lips, placing your palms atop his hands where they lay against your cheeks. "We're finally safe."

Your favorite song

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Summary: When Vecna’s curse affects you, someone who doesn’t consider himself as a hero outside of D&D comes to save you with his amazing guitar skills, playing your favorite song to save you from it.

Author’s Note: Heavily follows the plot and contains season 4 spoilers! Not any vol2 spoilers tho. The summary is for the entire series. Hope you guys enjoy this chapter! I really got emotional writing a certain scene and I suggest you to read it while listening to some sad love songs lol

(Also let me know if you have any ideas about which song should be the reader's favorite song!)

Word Count: 2.9k

What to Expect: Reader x Eddie Munson, Jason Carver, Confronting Jason and defending Eddie, Reuniting with Eddie after a long time, Fluff and angst at the same time, Dustin and Eddie being heartwarmingly cute, Eddie caring for the reader and comforting her, Some romantic moments, Others finding out about the reader's problem and more!

As Steve’s car disappeared into the woods, you made your way to Jason. When he saw you approaching, he put on a little smile and greeted you with a swift nod of his head. He looked like a mess with all of his clothes soaked up and he seemed like he didn't sleep all night. 

‘(Y/N)! What are you doing here?’ He asked curiously, tilting his head. It was obvious that he was shocked to see you there. Only two types of people would’ve been there; weed addicts or people who would know where Eddie was this whole time.

‘Jason, hey… You good? What happened?’ You asked, trying to avoid his question while putting on a sincere, worried look on your face.

‘Answer me first, sweetie.’ He said in return, he was still smiling but now it was a fake, forced one. It didn’t quite reach his eyes. 

‘I’m sorry…  I don’t understand.’ You answered, frowning. You were trying to appear clueless. You also hated the nickname but you couldn’t let him get to you and show your anger, not now.

In an attempt to close the big distance between the two of you, he took a step forward and tried to be closer so that you would feel intimidated by his tall, muscular frame. You didn’t move even though you felt a wave of fear washing over you. 

‘C’mon, tell me.’

‘...Fine.’ You sighed.

Then you rapidly took a look around, especially at the police cars and tried to seem like you were embarrassed about what you were going to say next. Seeing you in distress, he looked at where you were looking and turned to you, whispering:

‘Wait, are you here to… buy drugs?’ He furrowed his brows and you hummed in response. 

‘Damn, didn’t know you were a fucking junkie, (Y/N).’

‘Well, you got me!’ You exclaimed as you put both of your hands up high, accepting the ‘defeat’... This guy knew exactly how to annoy you.

‘You don’t seem like the type to smoke weed and be a fucking coward. That’s awful.’

‘Well Chrissy didn’t either, did she?’ You blurted out. Being fed with Jason’s bullshit, you wanted to give him a piece of your mind. 

‘What did you just say?’

‘Don’t you dare talk about her that way.’ He was now gritting his teeth, angry at the thing you said and continued,

‘Where did you even get this ‘Rick’ guy’s number? From the school’s freak?’ And with that, he stopped talking. He was trying to get a reaction out of you.  

‘Oh, the D&D club leader? What was his name… Ethan? Edward?’

‘They call him Eddie. He is a fucking cult leader. I saw him last night, he was hiding in here. When he saw us, he tried to escape. I was with Patrick when that loser ran away. We were right after him, so close to capturing him when, when Patrick…’

He was having a hard time explaining what happened. But you understood what went down in a matter of seconds: Patrick was also cursed by Vecna and it was too late for him now.

‘I’m sorry about what happened Jason, it must be really tough.’ 

‘Are you really now? Insulting Chrissy like that… She wasn’t like any of you freaks.’

‘Look Jason… I’m trying to be understanding here… But you’re making it really hard. Stop calling us names. Not everyone is living the dream life you’re living, prince charming.’

‘You’re calling this a dream? My girlfriend and one of my best friends are dead. Because of that satanic cult leader.’ He said in disgust.

‘Satanic? He just likes to play a fantasy game, he doesn't worship the goddamn satan.’ You hissed, now it was your turn to grit your teeth. You couldn’t stand his attitude towards Eddie.

‘Why are you defending him?’ He asked and slowly started to put the pieces together:

‘...Steve dropped you off here, didn’t he? I saw some other figures in the back of his car. He was really close with the Henderson kid, what was his name… Dustin, right?’ 

‘Oh what now? You’re gonna go after King Steve with your little ducklings? …Good luck.’

‘(Y/N), you wouldn’t wanna do this. We just want to know where Eddie is. Help us out and I might find a way to return the favor...’ He said, grinning. You felt as if you were going mental.

‘Even If I knew where Eddie or Dustin was, you wouldn’t get a single word out of my mouth. You hear me? Not even a single word.’

‘Don’t make this harder than it should be. You wouldn’t like the consequences.’

‘Oh I would love to see you try, Carver.’

                                                                           ****

As you finished the conversation, you heard a car engine rolling up. It was, of course, Steve. Not wanting to risk the kids, he didn’t come near you. Instead, he parked right beside where the forest started and got out of the car. 

After getting out and seeing you standing so close to Jason, he got worried and locked his eyes on him. You turned back, only to catch him glaring at Jason. With that, you gave Jason a look of warning and went to Steve’s car.

When you got in the car, you noticed that Dustin looked so relieved. You were about to ask what happened when Lucas questioned you, about what happened between you and Jason. 

You started telling them everything as Steve drove off into the woods. After a few minutes, you filled them in with all the details and turned back to the passengers seat: Dustin was overjoyed with happiness. It has been a few days since you last saw him this relaxed and happy.

‘Guys.. Is he okay?’ you asked. 

‘Dustin, just tell her the news.’ stated Robin, giving him a little shoulder blow because she was sitting in between him and Lucas in the backseat. 

‘Okay okay. (Y/N), you ready to hear the amazing news?’

‘Is it about… Eddie?’

‘Bingo.’ 

                                                                      ****

As Steve parked in an unknown place, you got out of his car and started to gather your things. When all of you were ready to go, Steve volunteered to lead you to the destination. He said that the place was his speciality and it was: Skull Rock.

A few minutes earlier in the car, after being so curious for the longest time, Dustin told you that Eddie called them from a construction worker’s walkie-talkie. At first, it was hard for you to digest the information but later, after your talk with Jason you started to understand what happened. 

Apparently, Eddie only told Dustin that he was at Skull Rock, that he needed help and on a special note, that he missed you.

Hearing Dustin say all of that made you feel over the moon. You were so happy to hear that Eddie finally reached out to you guys and that he was okay and safe. But even if you heard him say all of that, you had to see him for yourself as soon as possible. 

And now, you were following Steve into the woods while he and Dustin were arguing about whether or not you guys were going in the right direction. Dustin kept telling Steve that you were going in the wrong direction and that they were going to get lost according to his compass. 

After a few minutes of listening to Dustin nagging, Steve couldn't take it anymore and said: ‘Look, I made this place famous okay? I know where it is, so just follow me and trust me Henderson.’

You didn’t know where this infamous Skull Rock was and apparently, none of you knew it other than Steve so you followed him, hoping that he was true. At that point, Dustin didn’t have a choice but not to follow him so he took his place right behind him and let him guide you into the forest. 

While taking a stroll down the forest, you thought to yourself that Eddie was indeed, waiting for you guys there. He probably didn't have anything to eat for a day or two, so you packed all the snacks and stuffed them into your bag earlier. But oh crap! You forgot the six packs at Hendersons’.

Luckily, you knew how to make up for it.

After a long walk in the woods, you finally made it to the Skull Rock. It was a huge rock that looked like… a skull. How surprising. 

Your eyes were searching the spot like crazy for a sign of Eddie, the six of you were looking everywhere but none of you seemed to find him. 

As you began to lose hope, you turned back to Dustin only to see Eddie jumping to the ground from the top of the big rock.

When both of you locked eyes, it almost felt as if the whole world stopped spinning. Almost felt like everything lost its meaning besides Eddie. Your lover was standing right in front of you, safe and sound. After all this time, seeing him brought tears to your eyes, tears of joy. Although he looked like a mess, you didn't care.

He was looking into your eyes so deeply you once again remembered how much you loved his doe brown eyes. His beautiful brown curls, his denim ‘Dio’ jacket on top of a leather one, the metal chain hanging off of his pants never looked so good and like home to you. 

You never thought someone could’ve felt like home, but he did. 

When Dustin saw how surprised you were, he slowly turned back and found Eddie standing there, staring at you. Without giving it much of a thought, he ran to him and hugged him, hard. 

Eddie was taken aback by his action and you were really surprised this time, if you weren’t this much before. Understanding that he had no choice other than to hug Dustin back, Eddie patted Dustin’s shoulder and returned the hug. 

When Eddie returned his hug, Dustin snuggled up to him and you heard a sniffling coming from him. 

Eddie had a neutral face when Dustin hugged him at first, but after hearing him try to cover up his crying, he couldn’t help but have a little gloomy smile on his face. Knowing that he meant so much to Dustin made his heart melt and he hugged him tighter for a few more seconds before letting him go. 

When you saw that scene unravel right in front of you, you couldn’t help but get more emotional. They had such a great, brotherly bond and you’ve never been aware of it like this before.

And the big moment finally came: After a few seconds of sharing a meaningful gaze, he started to walk towards you. There was kind of a big distance between the two of you and you didn’t want to wait any longer, so you started to run to him. 

Seeing you running towards him, he opened his arms to his sides and flashed you a smile while a teardrop fell down his face. 

Finally after a few steps, you jumped into his arms and buried your face in his chest.

He immediately wrapped his arms around you and placed his head on top of yours, sniffing your hair. He loved the way you smell, you brought so much comfort and happiness to him than you could’ve possibly imagined. 

‘Eddie, I was- I was so scared that something… might’ve happened to you.’ You said, not breaking apart, still holding him as close as possible. You were a sobbing mess, feeling tears streaming down your face and staining his denim jacket.

‘Well, I was scared too but… I’m here now.’ He mumbled and hugged you tighter. You swore you could’ve held onto him for the rest of your life. After a few more seconds, he broke apart and started nudging your chin with his thumb until you were looking him in the eyes. 

‘Hey hey hey, wipe those tears baby.’ He said, putting a strand of hair behind your ear with his free hand to see your beautiful face better. All you could ever do was to weep quietly while looking into his eyes with love and sadness.

‘I love you, (Y/N). Don’t you ever forget that.’ He said for everyone to hear and with that, his lips were on top of yours. It wasn’t anything intense or sloppy, it was more like a tender and gentle kiss. You were holding each other close, your arms wrapped around his neck and his wrapped around your waist, drawing you in.

As you broke apart, you whispered ‘I love you too Eddie.’

Not being able to open your eyes after the kiss, you wanted the feeling to linger. You were both an emotional mess but at least you got your happy ending, for now…

‘Where’s my ‘I love you’, man?’ Dustin yelled, in a playful yet surprisingly serious way. His eyes were still teary.

‘I love you too, Henderson. C’mere.’

                                                   ****

After the three of you came back to your senses, it was time to discuss a new plan. During Steve and Dustin’s argument about where the Skull Rock was located, Dustin thought that his compass was broken. But later, he understood that wasn’t the case: There was another source that was more powerful out there which made the compass show north in its direction. 

A brainstorming session after, Dustin said that it could be another gate to the Upside Down and that you had to check it out as soon as possible. In the meantime, he made Eddie agree on coming with the rest of you. 

‘...So uh, I did the thing that I do now, apparently. I ran. And I say you're asking me to follow you into Mordor… but The Shire is burning. So Mordor it is.’

Dustin started to jump cheerfully and had this huge smile on his face. Though, the rest of you were pretty clueless about what Eddie just said. So he thought he had to clarify himself:

‘I’ll come with you guys. It’s better than hiding. Doesn’t even fit a Dungeon Master anyway.’

After some time, everybody was ready to leave Skull Rock when you heard a strange noise. 

...A grandpa clock ticking to be precise. You felt a shiver run down your spine and turned your back, only to see one. It looked so real.

Thinking back about the things Max told all of you, you couldn’t help but to stare at the clock, eyes wide open with terror.

‘(Y/N), baby, what’s wrong?’ Said Eddie as he put a hand on your back. He was the first person to realize what was going on with you.

You didn’t hear him talking to you because you were spaced out; After seeing the clock, you lost the concept of reality and the knowledge of what was real or not in a matter of seconds. So when you felt his touch, your heartbeat quickened and you thought you were going to lose your mind right there and then. 

‘Jesus Christ!’ You exclaimed, turning to Eddie. 

‘Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. Are you okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost or something.’

‘...You guys don’t see it, do you?’ You added, looking around frantically between the clock and the others. While doing so, you saw Eddie’s pale face and the worried expression he had which made you realize that you were once again seeing a vision. 

You were still at the Skull Rock, everyone was now starting to gather around in a circle. 

You immediately switched your gaze to Max only to see she had the same worried look on her face with a little bit of confusion. She quickly took off her headphones and gave all of her attention to you, asking: 

‘(Y/N)... Why didn’t you tell us?’

‘I didn’t want to burden anyone… We were working on so many other things-’ 

‘How long have you been experiencing these symptoms?’ Nancy asked.

‘I don’t know, I always had nightmares but the headaches and visions began not too long ago.’

‘She told us that she saw a grandpa clock so... unfortunately she doesn’t have much time. Mine happened 24 hours later after seeing it.’ Added Max, a pained expression covering her face. 

You knew eventually that you were going to be a victim of Vecna but you never thought that it would happen this soon.

When you heard the words that left Max’s mouth, you felt as if your legs couldn’t hold you any longer and you looked around for a rock to sit on. Luckily there was a log of wood near you so you carefully sat on top of it. 

Eddie was next to you while you were standing and after you sat down, he sat right next to you, close. Your knees were brushing against one another and he reached his hand out to hold yours.

The warm sensation of his hand brought you some comfort and you flashed him a grateful little smile. He was still worried and when he saw you smiling, he felt a tiny bit of relief. 

‘What can we do to save her from that… fucker’s curse?’ Eddie asked, growing impatient because of the urgence of the problem.

Although he was scared, he didn’t want to make you feel more anxious than you already were so he started rubbing your thumb with gentle motions. 

Kate Bush’s song still being heard through her headphones, Max replied:

‘(Y/N), what is your favorite song?’

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Your favorite song

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Summary: When Vecna’s curse affects you, someone who doesn’t consider himself as a hero outside of D&D comes to save you with his amazing guitar skills, playing your favorite song to save you from it.

Author’s Note: Heavily follows the plot and contains spoilers! If you haven’t watched S4 I wouldn’t recommend reading this fic. Maybe you could save it for later? The summary is for the entire series, not only for this chapter. I highly recommend you to check out the previous chapters! I try to follow the plot as strictly as possible but there are certain changes. Hope you enjoy it.

Word Count: 3.9k

What to Expect: Reader x Eddie Munson, Dustin being Dustin, Getting to know more about reader’s trauma with her parents (verbally abusive elements take place so if it is triggering for you then don’t read the fic pls), Reader seeing visions just like Chrissy and Fred’s etc.

Spoilers below cut, you have been warned!

After Dustin said, ‘That’s what we’re gonna find out.’ he started to give a speech about bravery and courage. ‘Guys, I know this is going to be tough but we have to stand tall and overpower the supreme evil: Vecna. We just have to make plans and act accordingly if we want to learn more information and conquer his throne… SO WHO’S WITH ME?’

No sound. You were all looking at each other, trying to calculate your chances of winning this war. In the meantime, Dustin was looking at all of you with wide eyes and open arms, waiting for someone to say something. You could see the expectancy in his eyes. As you were still looking around the room, he became more frustrated. He turned to Steve and said,

‘Steve, you’ve done this THOUSANDS of times. You saved our lives and risked yours over and over again. I’m asking you to do it one more time.’

‘...’ Steve was hesitant. He knitted his eyebrows.

‘AW C’MON MAN!’ Dustin shouted and wasted no time, turning to Eddie:

‘What about you, the almighty dungeon master?’

‘Dustin… you know I’m a wanted man, right?’ Eddie replied. Dustin was growing impatient.

‘Max?’ He asked to the girl next to him. 

‘Nope.’

Lastly, he turned to Robin. 

‘Robin, sweet Robin. I know I can always count on you… right?’ 

Robin was looking around the room, trying to act like she was clueless. When she heard her name coming from Dustin’s mouth, she turned to him and said ‘What? I’m sorry I wasn’t listening. 

Only then, Dustin snapped.

‘No guys COME ON. You’re joking right? You have GOT to be joking !’

After seeing his crazy movements and the way he was strolling furiously around the room, Max started to laugh, she wasn’t able to hold her composure anymore.  

Dustin turned to Max, not being able to comprehend anything. ‘What are you laughing at!?’ He said, his voice cracking in a funny way when he highered the pitch of his tone. Unable to stop laughing at how funny he looked, Max said ‘I’m sorry-’ and continued to laugh a little more.

Becoming more angry than ever, Dustin stopped his little stroll and walked in front of Max. He looked at her straight in the eye… then pulled a strand of her hair. He was acting like he was in a huge fight but it was more like a scene you would normally see in a comedy movie. When Max started to yelp in pain, Steve yelled ‘Hey HEY HEY!’ and stepped between the two of them. He pulled Dustin away from her but he was still trying to get a hold of her, squinting his eyes and mumbling some words under his breath while pouting. 

Steve grabbed his shoulders and steadied Dustin, telling ‘Henderson, HENDERSON STOP. We were just messing with you. Of course we will fight whatever this is, together. And I gotta save your ass a couple more times because you clearly can’t.’

‘Also, what the hell was that? Apologize from Max, dude. That wasn’t cool. Like, super not cool.’ Steve shook his head in disapproval, being overly dramatic the way he always did when it came to Dustin.

Dustin turned to Max, hands clasped together in front of his body. He was looking at the ground and he sighed, ‘I apologize Max.’ He was looking like a guilty little cat, with his tail between his legs. All of you were laughing at the view in front of you now.

‘Sorry Dustin, what was that? Couldn’t hear you.’ Max replied with a grin on her face. She already heard what he said but she was just enjoying the moment.

                                                        **** 

You were now in Steve’s car with the others, except Eddie of course. After the little prank they did to Dustin, everybody thought That it was better to divide into two groups: Nancy and Robin were going to go to the local library to find more information while Max, Dustin and Steve were going to the school's guidance counselor in hopes of finding a reason to Chrissy's murder. 

While they were sorting out the groups, you asked ‘Hold on, so Nancy is going to help us too? That's awesome!’ You liked her and more importantly, Steve liked her. You knew he had a crush on her from the beginning and you always teased him about it. You were now doing the same thing, looking at Steve with a smug smirk on your face from the rearview mirror. When he heard the excitement in your voice and saw that silly little smirk on your face, he couldn't help but to put a smile on his face. Oh by the way, Dustin liked to tease him too, like a lot.

‘Steve loves Naancy, Steve loves Nancyyy…’

‘Okay shut up Henderson.’ He was already done with Dustin’s nagging. He hoped that Dustin would shut up but on the contrary, you listened to Dustin saying the same thing over and over again for the rest of your ride home. At least the ride wasn't that long. 

When Steve got closer to your house, he slowed down and asked: ‘You sure you don't want to come with us?’

‘I've got school work to do but I'll catch you guys later. Good luck!’

And after all the good goodbyes, they drove off and disappeared into the woods.

                                                                   **** 

The thing you said about school work was actually a lie. After the nightmare you saw last night, you wanted to be alone. You didn't want to go back to your house but you had nowhere else to go. So, you gathered all your courage and now you were standing in the front yard. All the memories you had in that house, the good and the bad came rushing into your head. But it wasn't like what you feared. It was more like a sweet, nostalgic feeling. 

As you opened the door and took a step in, you finally understood how much you have missed the place. Everything was perfectly in its place. There was even a little layer of dust covering the surfaces of the objects you had laying around in your house. You quickly climbed up the stairs, rushing to get inside your bedroom. 

When you opened the door of your bedroom, you felt this big wave of nostalgia hit you like never before. Your favorite stuffed animal was right next to your big, fluffy pillows and after the night you stayed in the shack with Eddie, you definitely needed a comfortable bed to sleep on. It was getting dark and at that moment, all you ever wanted was to sleep in your bed, surrounded by the feeling of familiarity. 

You immediately switched on the lights, opened your wardrobe and grabbed a pair of pajamas. You then closed the curtains and started to change; you sat on your bed and untied the lace of your shoes. While you were trying to get rid of your shoes quickly, you heard a voice calling your name. 

It was a low-pitched man's voice and it almost sounded like a grunt. ‘(Y/N)’ he said. Hearing the tone of his voice sent shivers down your spine. As your mind started to wander whose voice could that be, the deep voice called out your name once again. It sounded like it was coming from downstairs. So you slowly put down the pair of shoes you had in your hands, got up from the bed and without hurrying, you made your way to the door of your bedroom. You reached for the handle of the door. Once your fingertips touched the handle, the lights in your room started to flicker. 

You’ve experienced shortage or other electrical problems before but this was nowhere close to your older experiences. While the lights were still flickering, you thought of opening the curtains to check if your neighbors were having the same problem. But when you took a step back from the door, the lights started to flicker wildly and a voice called out your name again. But it wasn’t the same deep voice that you’ve heard a few seconds ago. It belonged to your mother. 

Her sweet, silky voice was now coming from just outside of your bedroom, behind the closed door. You turned to the door and slowly grabbed the handle, waiting to hear more from her. You felt like your mind was playing games to you but at the same time you were trying to be as cautious as possible because there was something off, clearly. Although you thought you were dreaming or worse, seeing yet another nightmare, you were fully conscious of your actions and you were able to feel the coldness of the metal door handle.  

‘Honey, my hands are full! Please open the door for me so I can get insiide!’ She sounds so real, you thought to yourself. What if it’s all real? What if she’s right here, behind the door?

While you were deep in thoughts, you didn’t make a single move or a noise. You heard your mother’s voice once again, then again and again. Each time, she was growing more frustrated. You were able to tell that by the sound of her voice. Then she stopped talking.

And the deep manly voice started to talk again: ‘(Y/N), you can’t escape from your past. It’s time for you to face it!’ With that, the lights started to flicker one last time. All the flashing and confusion made you feel dizzy and your head started to spin. You turned your back against the door and you slowly collapsed to the floor. You were on the verge of crying when suddenly, you heard your mother’s voice one last time. 

This time, there was no sign of that sweet little voice you heard earlier. It was now filled with hatred and disgust. She was calling you names and saying verbally abusive things to you… Just like the way she used to do back then. 

‘You are a fucking coward (Y/N). YOU HEAR ME? YOU’VE ALWAYS BEEN. You are NOTHING but a disappointment in our eyes. Don’t you EVER forget that!’

And just like that, you were crying. Crying from fear, confusion, sadness. But it was mostly anger. All this time, you tried to remember the happy moments you had with your parents before the mall fire but the bad memories always overcame them. You tried to remember them as good people but the way they acted towards you, the pain they left you with always seemed to stick, no matter how hard you tried to forget. Of course you loved them but… There was always going to be a ‘but’. 

As the voice kept getting louder and louder after each word, you started to cry even harder. While you were on the floor sitting, you brought your knees closer to you and slightly lowered your head, keeping it between your legs. You were shaking your head, yelling ‘No, no, no, no, NO!’ repeatedly. You wanted to escape but it felt impossible.

                                                                      ****

After the horrible hallucination or whatever it was you had last night, you woke up on the floor with a terrible headache. You tried to remember what happened after you started to cry and yell for help but you couldn’t seem to remember anything. I probably passed out, you thought to yourself. 

You got off the floor, quickly went to change your clothes and went downstairs to get a painkiller. You didn’t want to dwell on last night but it was haunting you, you needed to tell someone about it. Or would have they thought that you were going crazy? 

You tried to leave these thoughts behind as you walked out of the house and started to look around for your old trust-worthy bike. In hopes of being able to distract yourself, you hopped on your bike and headed to Wheelers’ house. You thought of spending alone time with Nancy as she was one of your closest friends. 

But to your surprise, Steve, Dustin, Max, Robin and Lucas were there too. When you knocked on the door, Mrs Wheeler opened it and greeted you with her charming usual smile. At first she was surprised to see you but she welcomed you sweetly and let you in. While you were making your way to Nancy’s bedroom, Mrs Wheeler asked if you had your breakfast and said ‘If you hadn’t, feel free to join us! I’ve made some pancakes and I know you’ll love ‘em!’ You kindly declined her offer and passed by the kitchen. As you were passing by, Mr Wheeler saw you and he sighed loudly, saying ‘Great! Another kid!’ 

You acted like you didn’t see nor hear him. He was always in a grumpy mood so it wasn’t anything unusual. You were thinking about what he said, so clearly there were others inside. You were still walking when suddenly you saw everyone gathered around Max in the living room. 

Her face was more pale than usual, it was as if she saw a ghost or something. She was telling a story, one that made everyone go silent. They saw that you came but none of them made a noise. Nancy made a quick small move to you to come and sit with them silently. And you did as she wanted. 

Max was trying to appear as normal but it was obvious how frightened she was from the way she was acting. You knew her for some time now and whenever something bad happened to her, she tried to hide her feelings the best she can and tried to look stoic. You wondered if she finally decided to open up about what she had been through after Billy’s death but she was talking about something else: About her death.

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A few minutes passed and you started to understand what was going on. Also when Max finished telling her story, they made a small recap for you:

After they dropped you off, Steve’s group went to Ms. Kelley’s house and Max tried to talk to her about Chrissy but she was so strict about students’ confidentiality so while she was distracted, Max took the keys to her office and ran back to Steve’s car. After a small ride to the school, they broke into the office and looked at Chrissy and Fred’s patient files. After investigating a little, they found that Chrissy and Fred were showing the same symptoms before they were found dead. 

Until this point, everything seemed somewhat normal but after this, things were starting to get stranger. When they found the same information on both of the files, Max said that she started to realize she was having the same troubles as they did. Constant headaches, a (preferably) fresh trauma, seeing weird hallucinations, trouble sleeping etc.

When you heard her say those things, you started to feel tense. You were having the same problems as they have had too. But Max wasn’t done talking so she continued and you didn’t say anything. 

After they found the information they needed, she said that they started to pack their things in order to leave the office. As they were packing, she claimed that she heard a voice. A deep, manly voice calling her name. She said that the source was coming from the hallway and the others seemed to not care, so she left the others and went outside alone to look at what was happening in there. When she got out, she heard a noise -she quickly made an imitation of it for you to understand it better- and saw a big ancient grandfather clock at the end of the hallway. The same voice called out her name once again.

Then suddenly, she stopped talking. Her eyes began to get watery, she looked like she was in pain. She was trying so hard to be brave, that was very typical of Max but was it really necessary in a situation like this? It almost seemed impossible to you. 

After steadying herself a little, she looked at each one of you in the eye. She was having a hard time trying to find the right words. Later, she explained the timeline of what Chrissy and Fred went through and when exactly those things happened to them. Lastly she said, ‘I don’t know how much time I’ve left but looks like I’m gonna die tomorrow.’

Everyone was devastated and none of you seemed to have an answer nor a solution for her. Your heart was breaking. You could’ve done anything in your power to save you from this curse but you were not able to do anything at that moment. None of you were.

And it was time for Robin and Nancy to share the news that they had. They said that they looked at old newspapers and searched their headlines about supernatural things happening around Hawkins. They claimed that they searched through them for hours and finally, they found a headline with Victor Creel in it. Turns out they’ve read the article and thought that this man could be very helpful. He was also the guy Eddie’s uncle mentioned in a previous interview she did with him, Nancy stated. He said that Victor used to do the same thing to his previous victims and that she had to find a way to talk to him. And she added that Robin and her thought that he was the only person who could’ve helped them, even though he was a cold-blooded serial killer. 

‘Isn’t he locked up somewhere?’ Lucas asked genuinely.

‘Yes, in a mental asylum to be exact.’ Robin stated.

‘Uh how are you guys going to-’

‘We’ll find a way, don’t worry about it.’ said Nancy. 

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After the discussion, everyone was now dealing with other stuff: They were either spending time with Max, trying to spend time with her and not leave her alone in case something happened to her or they were making a plan to reach Victor Creel. 

You felt really sorry about Max, but you couldn’t help but wonder about your own situation. You were afraid, confused and you felt all alone but you didn’t make a sound because you simply didn’t want to draw any attention to yourself when Max’s situation was far more urgent. 

Deep in thoughts, you heard a faint noise coming from under one of the couch pillows. You simply made your way over to the source of the noise, not sure if you were seeing one of the visions again. You slowly flipped the cushion over, trying to be as careful as possible but you saw a walkie talkie under it. You sighed in relief as you took it in your hands. You were waiting for another noise from the person who was at the end of the line. 

‘Henderson… Wheeler? ANYBODY?!’ 

It was Eddie. From the sound of his voice, you could tell that he has been waiting for an answer for a long time. He sounded really frustrated and annoyed. You wondered how long he has been trying to reach out to one of you guys. So you wasted no time and touched the button to speak up. 

‘Eddie hi, it’s me.’

‘Ah, (Y/L/N), my personal favorite last name out of all the others I’ve been saying.’ He said with a gentle tone. Then quickly added:

‘For the PAST COUPLE OF HOURS.’ and continued, ‘You guys are coming, right? I’m kinda short on supplies here and I’m on the edge of having a mental breakdown because of staying here all by myself.’

‘Also, I missed you… like a lot, actually. Aand if you ever get a chance, please say hi to my guitar. My baby must’ve been so lonely.’ 

‘Okay easy now, Munson.’

‘First of all, we are kinda dealing with a lot right now and it could take a while for us to come to you. Also it would be better if we explain it to you in person. Other than that I missed you too and unfortunately I can’t go anywhere near your guitar because the inside of your trailer is considered a crime scene, you remember that?’

‘Uh I KNOW, goddammit!I just want to show her to you.’ You giggled a little at how cute he sounded when he was frustrated. 

‘I will meet her someday Eddie, I promise. Don’t worry about it now, okay? Just be safe.’

‘Okay now that I have your promise, I don’t want anything else. Although I can have a 6 pack. I know it’s not the best time to drink beer but-’

‘Just stay inside and we’ll try to come as soon as we can, okay? I’ll try to grab a 6 pack for you but I can’t make a promise about this one.’

‘Eh, I tried. See you soon, sweetheart.’

‘See ya Munson.’

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After your small talk with Eddie, you gathered everyone together and said what he wanted to say to the others: He needed a food delivery soon and wanted you guys to visit him. Although he wanted you guys near him, the others have already made other plans. Nancy and Robin were going to go to the asylum to talk with Victor Creel and Steve was going to babysit the kids. They left it up to you whether you wanted to go to the asylum or not. 

You were really worried about Max and wanted to spend time with her if these times were going to be her last. With time, pain brought you two closer, because of the mall fire. You tried to talk to her about her feelings and be there for her but she always had this barrier between her and the others. Though you always made sure she knew that you were there for her and she appreciated it no matter what. So you stayed with Steve and helped him babysit Dustin, Max and Lucas. 

While you were staying at the Wheelers’, you had no clue about what was happening to Eddie.  

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Living on a Prayer (Eddie Munson x reader)

(A/N: Tori, thank you so, so SO MUCH for being my first request EVER, this means a lot to me because I was terrified when I decided to do this that I wouldn't get any. I had been toying with this idea already but your prompt was what pulled everything together in my mind. This is based on the song, 'Living on a Prayer' by Bon Jovi. Shoutout to @hersweetrevenge for also requesting 'barefoot' though I have another thing in the works for that <3) Hope this isn't too angsty! lots of hurt and comfort ahead.

“You okay there, sweetheart?” 

“Huh?” 

You’d barely heard Eddie, gaze adrift as the Hawkins streets flash by in a blur and the early afternoon wind fans your face. 

“Got something on your mind?” He lowers the volume of the radio, glancing at you while he drives. 

“I’m okay, Eds.” You smile at him briefly before your sight is pulled back to the passing sights outside the window once more. Better to fix on the progressions of streets and locals and trees than Eddie’s knowing brown eyes, or else a wayward tear might escape you beyond your will. 

“No you’re not. What is it?” 

“It’s nothing, promise.”  

His silence is louder than words and from your peripheral view you could still see him staring intently, pleading for you to give him an opening. He never pushed you for anything and you appreciated his patience, for life had shaped a hard shell around you that was tough to crack at times, even after having been dating Eddie for as long as you had. 

“It’s silly.” You shrug. 

“Try me.” 

“I just have a lot on my mind.” You cannot let your voice waver, not now. “I guess I’m just tired.” 

You try to convince yourself that the itch beneath your eyes was merely exhaustion, lack of sleep – instead of the urge to cry you’d been fighting since the moment you woke up to another day of having to face the same shit as always. 

On the weekends, you worked the morning shift at a small diner downtown, and every Saturday, Eddie would pick you up from your shift and from then the whole day was entirely yours to do whatever you desired. Sometimes you’d accompany him to one of his dealings, spend all that money on lunch and beer and head out to the lake to smoke and listen to music. On occasion you’d just head straight to his home to watch TV or read as he practiced his guitar solos. 

You treasured your Saturday evenings more than anything in your life and you pretty much lived your days waiting for that 6th day of the week to come. 

But that first stretch of the day, it was hell. 

You’d been feeling like you’d been running on fumes since the semester began, with your routine beginning to take a toll on you as the endless days of repetitiveness dragged on. School all morning, work all evening, managing to do your homework in between breaks or late at night, leaving you no time for a proper sleep. 

By the time Saturday rolled around you were just dead tired and getting up in the morning for that one shift was an entire task on its own, when you wanted nothing more than to just sleep uninterrupted and actually wake up when your body felt rested, not by the shrill of an alarm. On the other hand, since Starcourt had opened its doors and the disaster that came afterwards, it left the little diner completely deserted. They might as well just close it already, but the owners kept holding on to hope that their luck might change. 

Not a soul visited downtown anymore – life in Hawkins in general just wasn’t what it used to be – which further enraged you because despite that, you still had to be there on your feet with a fake smile plastered on your face, serving the ghosts of the customers that used to come. 

You just wanted to be done with it already. With everything. 

You had no strength left to keep pushing through – burning on both ends of the stick. 

At least graduation was right there at the cusp of this semester, you just had to endure a couple of more weeks and you’d be free from the prison that was high school, unless– 

“--babe? We’re here.”  

You hadn’t even realized you had gotten lost in your mental ramblings and had tuned Eddie out again. 

By the time you regain consciousness of your surroundings you realize that Eddie had parked in the same spot as always, right by the Lakeside. “Oh! Sorry, Eddie. I’m feeling really out of it today.” 

“We can always head back home if you’re not feeling well.” 

“No, no, no, it’s fine, don’t worry about me.” 

He keeps staring, as if trying to catch a glimpse of the root of your sadness projected on your eyes, but you’re grateful that he doesn’t bring it to the light if he does find it. 

“Well let’s get some food in you then, sweetheart.” 

He sets up a blanket right by the edge of the water and cranks up the volume of his van’s stereo. The mood today wasn’t for a specific album so he just left the radio playing while you settled down with a warm combo from Benny’s Burgers and a couple of milkshakes.  

The evening passed by peacefully, with Eddie’s head on your lap, stealing your fries – which, at that point you’d given up on playfully scolding him and just fed them to him; talking about everything and nothing and enjoying the element of surprise as to which song was going to begin playing on the radio. 

Eddie didn’t breach the subject, though he never took his hands from you, softly caressing your sides, holding your hand, or turning his head into your tummy as his way of signaling that he wanted you to play with his hair. 

Feeling the weight of his body in yours grounds you. 

And as the air turns cooler and the colors in the sky transform into this great watercolor painting of pinks blending into light blues, you gradually start to feel lighter in your heart – at least for this moment, here and now. 

The song that had been playing on the radio dies down, and the crackling grain of the transmission fades into a mystical synth in crescendo giving way to the recognizable baseline of Bon Jovi’s newest single, Living on a Prayer, making Eddie spring to his feet. 

“Ughh I fucking hate Bon Jovi, man!”  

“Noooo, no, Eddie, don't change the station! I like that song!” 

He stops in the way to his van and looks absolutely baffled but he’s never been one to deny you anything, so he reluctantly complies and comes back to his sitting position beside you – looking like a scolded puppy, nonetheless. “Okay, for you, (Y/N), just for you.” 

“Ohh come on, what do you have against it?” 

“Jon Bon Jovi’s just a pretty boy, people only like that band because they have a crush on him. Who names a band after their own last name anyway? A super douche, that’s who.” 

“Oh my god, Eddie, that’s not true! Besides, you practically have the same hairstyle!” 

Your belly hurts from laughing at Eddie’s bulging eyes and dramatic gasp the moment you say that – the harder you keep laughing the goofier he gets, pretending to be stabbed in the heart and grunting exaggeratedly as he throws himself on his back.  

“Oh please don’t say that, (Y/N), you killed me.”  

“Like you don't have your fair share of questionable preferences, Munson! I know you have a Rod Stewart tape in your car, I’ve seen it.” 

Now he really looked like a deer-in-headlights, lying on the ground gaping at you. 

“...No I don’t” 

“Ohh yes you do! You want me to go get it?” 

“Okay, okay, okay,” he sits up and pulls you to him, “there’s no need for that kind of aggression, babe.” 

“You’re something else, Munson,” you lovingly shake your head before leaning on his embrace and turning to look at the horizon. The sky was now changing into deeper hues of blue as the evening got colder, and you couldn’t help but feel melancholic over your time here with Eddie coming to an end soon. 

Of having to go back to the dim lights and suffocating walls of your house. 

We've got to hold on to what we've got

It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not

We've got each other and that's a lot for love

We'll give it a shot

“He’s right though,” Eddie murmurs. 

“Bon Jovi? About what?” 

Eddie replies by getting to his feet and extending a palm out to you, as an exact representation of the lyrics currently being sung. “Take off your shoes,” 

“Just what kind of freakish thing you’re gonna have me do, Munson.” 

He merely chuckles and rolls his eyes, “Just do it.” 

He removes his reeboks and socks before rolling his jeans to his knees, prompting you to do the same. 

When you’re both bare footed, Eddie interlocks your fingers with his and gently leads you until you’re both ankle deep in the lake, carefully threading on the surface until you’re able to have your full calves bathed in the cooling water, with the song now playing from a distance, mixed with the crickets coming out to sing from their hideout and the sound of the waves lapping at your feet. 

Gina dreams of running away

When she cries in the night, Tommy whispers

Baby, it's okay, someday 

He envelopes himself around you, letting you rest your head on the side of his neck while you cling your palms to his shoulder blades, tightening the hold and concentrating on his scent in order to contain the dam of tears that had been threatening to come flooding out all day. You knew that it wouldn’t take much for it to break and spill out, but you wanted to hold on until you were all alone in your room at night, with no one to see. 

You didn’t want to soak Eddie’s denim vest with your tears. 

Didn’t want to burden Eddie with your feelings, although deep down inside you knew he would never back out on you like that. 

He started to sway to the music despite his earlier complaints about the song (and you’d definitely tease him for it later when the opportunity arises). 

…we're halfway there

Woah, livin' on a prayer

Take my hand, we'll make it I swear

You were so focused on trying to keep it together that when you feel the feather-light press of his lips on your forehead, all the whitenoise inside your brain shuts and all you could do was nuzzle your cheek to his chest and pray this moment lasts a lifetime. 

“Listen, I know you’re tired,” Eddie mutters against your hairline, “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, but I get the feeling I know what’s been stressing you these days. We’re so close to the finish line, sweetheart. It always gets rougher before we start to see the light at the end of the tunnel.” 

Your heart constricts with his words. 

“But what if nothing changes after we graduate? What if things don't get better, what if this is it? All I see in my future is work and the dullness of this town. And what if you don’t graduate, what am I gonna do then? What’s gonna happen to us?” 

“Nothing is gonna happen to us, and don’t worry about me not graduating. Don’t worry about any of that right now. Right now we’re listening to a shitty song – ” 

You lift your head with a playful leer – 

“-- We’re listening to Bon Jovi,” he chuckles, “in the middle of nowhere, our feet deep in the Lake. I’m not worried about anything other than my feet getting cold and you shaming me for liking Rod Stewart.” 

…Oh, we've got to hold on, ready or not

You live for the fight when it's all that you've got

You wrap your arms around his neck and truly look at him then – at his bright eyes filled with enough hope for the two of you. 

If all else in your life spiraled out of order, you could always come back to this. 

To this moment on a summer’s eve, on this safe haven that is Eddie’s embrace and the music that transports you away to an idyllic place where it’s not 1986. 

“Thank you, Eddie.” 

He’s got a tender grin as he clears a lone tear trailing down your cheek with his thumb and cradles your face with his palms. 

“You’ve got nothing to thank me for, baby.” 

…Take my hand, we'll make it I swear

Woah, livin' on a prayer