I Will Stop Watching It For Real

Love is in the Air

❥𝙍𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙣 𝘽𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙚𝙮 𝙭 𝙜𝙣!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 (no specified pronouns/usage of they/them)

❥𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙?: 𝙣𝙤

❥𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: The reader moves to Hawkins and becomes friends with Robin and Steve immediately. They find out that the reader knows French, and Robin uses that knowledge to her advantage..or so she thinks.

❥𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 1,501 (I went overboard-)

❥𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨!!: cursing, talks about horror movies, just pure fluff, two people crazy in love for each other.

❥A/N: First fanfiction. Please give me feedback (just don't be mean). And yeah! Gender-neutral reader (although Robin is lesbian...., but I tried not to mention features of the reader that much. So, please let me know if I miss something because I think I did pretty good not mentioning features)! I could make a part two so I can unfold Robin's plan, but it depends on how well this is going to be. Feel free to request things from prompts here! Hope you enjoy it!

❥Translations: Elle est si mignonne- "She is so cute." Je t’aime tellement- "I love you so much." Je t'aime aussi- "I love you, too"

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Moving to Hawkins was one of the best decisions my mother could’ve made in her life. I made new friends rather quickly, mostly because of the job my mother made me get at ‘Family Video’. 

The requirements were rather easy. Keith had asked for my top three favorite movies, which I knew immediately: A Nightmare on Elm Street, Poltergeist, and The Thing. When he heard them, he scoffed and said, “Another horror movie nerd.” He then waved me off and told me to go to Steve for stuff to do around the store. 

I walked out and saw two people talking to each other. One with pretty nice hair, it’s his most prominent feature in my opinion. Next to him, I saw her. The most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She had short hair and freckles all over her face. She was rambling to the other boy and waving her hands around, stuttering a little bit. I faced my fear of the pretty woman and walked up to them. “Hiya! I’m looking for a,” I pause and look down at my paper, “Steve?” I said, and the boy’s eyes lit up. “That is me! I’m Steve Harrington, and this is my co-worker, Robin Buckley.” He said, presenting Robin. She turned to me and her eyes lit up.

Her eyes were so pretty. They were a shade of blue and were so easy to get lost in. She looks away from my gaze and stutters, “H-Hi.” I keep staring, as I am at a loss for words. Steve coughs and says, “And you are?” I look at him and it hits me. “O-Oh! I’m [Y/N] [L/N]. I just moved here a week ago.” I say, smiling at him and Robin. “Keith told me to ask you for work, so… do you need any help?” I say, tilting my head. Steve looks at me and says, “Ah! Yes. Can you get the horror movies and put them in alphabetical order over there?” he says, pointing at the horror section. I nod and skip over to the horror movies. 

Robin lets out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. She looks at Steve and pulls him farther away from you. “Oh my god, Steve. Did you see the way they looked at me? They wouldn’t stop staring at me. Oh my god, Steve. They’re fucking gorgeous, Steve. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.” She rambled, pacing back and forth. He stopped her and stared at her. “Yes, yes. I saw them. Now, do you want to be friends with them, or do you want to sit back and stare at them as you did with Vicky?” Steve said, shaking her a bit. “They’re totally into you, Robin,” he adds, looking back at you to see you looking at a movie. “Hey, why is ‘Fast Times’ in horror movies? This movie is NOT horror at ALL.” you say, shaking your head and putting the movie on the counter.

Robin looks at you, then back at Steve. She takes in a deep breath and turns to you. When she starts walking toward you, you turn back to the counter to put another movie on the counter. As soon as you turn around, she turns back to Steve. She shakes her head and repeats “No.” Steve sighs but gives it up. 

Robin was eventually able to talk to you. Took her a month to have a proper conversation, but it was so worth it. Steve and you became friends off of the bat, and even though Robin was at every hangout you two had, she never talked (which is rare). The conversation was about movies. She was having an argument with Steve about the scariest movie. 

“It’s obviously ‘Friday the 13th’!” Steve says, and Robin shakes her head. “Absolutely not! Have you heard of Freddy Kruger?! He literally kills teens in their dreams. Ten times scarier.” Robin says, turning around and making eye contact with me. Steve sees me and says, “[Y/N]! Please! Tell Robin that Jason Voorhees is scarier than Freddy!” I sigh and look at Robin. She shakes her head, already disagreeing with me. “[Y-Y/N]. You’re wrong-” but before she could continue, I cut her off. “Robin’s right. 100% right. Freddy is scarier. Jason is just a revengeful slasher. Freddy is also a revengeful slasher who haunts in his dreams! Where almost no one can get in there!” Robin’s eyes lit up. “Hah!” she said, running to me and hugging me. She cut me off guard, so much to where I start sputtering words quietly, “E-Elle est s-si mignonne.” “H-Huh?” she says, letting go of me. “U-UH! Just French.” I say, laughing awkwardly. “You know French?” She said, “I know other languages, too!” she continued. 

She rambled about the languages she knows. She didn’t tell you about her knowing French. She wanted to use that a different time. She’s more confident when she speaks in a different language, so she thinks about confessing to you in French. I nod and make little noises to let her know I’m listening. Steve looks at us from afar and chuckles to himself. “She’s so whipped.” She realized she was rambling and stopped. “I’m sorry. Are you bored? I’ll stop.” she said, walking away. “No! I like your rambles.” I say, smiling at her when she turns back around. This was the start of their friendship. 

Robin was in the back of ‘Family Video’ sweating. She was about to ask you on a date and she is not prepared mentally. Steve’s in there with her pumping her up. “You got this! C’Mon Rob!” He whispered because you were right outside and you could hear them at anytime. She paced and took a deep breath. She walked out the back to see you right in front of her. “O-Oh! Robin. I was about to ask if you wanted-” you started, but she cut you off. “I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me Friday to the drive in. We can watch a movie and eat popcorn, or we can just not listen and talk the whole time. Whatever is better for you.” she said in one full breath. You sigh and say, “Rob. I was about to ask you the same thing! I’ve been dying to see ‘Back to the Future’ again! I haven’t seen it since it came out! Yes, I’ll go with you!” She feels like colapsing. “Y-Yes? U-Uh. Great! You know where I live, pick me up at 6:30.” she said, as you nod. You’re shift was over so you bid your goodbyes and waited for Monday.

Steve is with Robin. She was too anxious for tonight that she made him stay so he could critique her. “Do I look okay?” “Yes, you look fine.” “Is my make-up good?” “Yes, Robin.” “Steve, what if I fuck it up?” “You won’t fuck it up.” “You don’t know that, Steve! I-I’m not a smooth talker. It’s not that easy to ‘Get the love of your life’. It’s terrifying-” before she could continue, you honk outside her house. She silently screams as Steve encourages her. Robin takes a deep breath and goes outside to you. You greet her as she gets into our car. “Any stops before we go to the drive in?” I say, looking at her for a second. She looks great tonight and you couldn’t help but melt in your seat right then and there. “U-Uh, n-no. No stops.” she said, looking at me and smiling. I look back at the road and drive to the drive-in.

When we got there, we immediately got popcorn. The movie eventually started and I was flooded with memories. My mom and I watched the movie when it came out. She was semi-drunk so we couldn’t leave as soon as it ended. My dad had to pick us up. Then a few months later, we moved to Hawkins. I look at Robin as she laughs. Her laugh was angelic. I was barely even paying attention to the movie. “You know, when I first watched this movie I was with Steve- Are you okay?” She said, looking at me, as I was just staring at her. She blushes and looks back at the movie. My feelings for her have been bottled up for so long, that I couldn’t handle them anymore. I blurted the words, but only so she could hear them. Suddenly, the world stopped. 

“Je t’aime tellement.” She looks at me, shock writing her face. “Y-You- I- What- Huh?” she said, sinking in her seat. She hid her face and screamed. Not loud, but loud enough to where you could hear her. “What? Why so embarrassed? I only said ‘I love you’ in French?” I said, getting closer to kiss her cheek. Her ears were a bright red as she screams again. She finally looks back at me and says the words I’ve always wanted to hear. 

“Je t'aime aussi.”

When you get this you have to answer with 5 things you like about yourself, publicly. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool)❤️❤️❤️

First of all thank you so much! <3

This is going to be tough hahah saying the things I don't like about myself would've been easier

• I like my eyelashes

• Kinda my body even though I don't fit in today's beauty standarts (My ass isn't that big hahah) but who cares

• I like my singing voice

• I like my passion for learning outside of class (especially about philosophy, watching commentary videos online or listening to educational podcasts)

• I like my ability to empathize with others (+ being the mom friend of the group)

Joseph Quinn as Eddie Munson in STRANGER THINGS 4, VOL 1

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.’

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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.’ 

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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.’

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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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oh, this is bad, this is so bad. this is such a lazy, bad writing. killing yet another new character just because you are scared to touch the main cast, the boring, repetitive thing the duffers do aside, so what you are telling me is that the only possible ending for an outcast, a guy who takes a bunch of the same outcasts under his wing, who was hunted down for something he didn’t do – the only way to end his story is him sacrificing himself? for what? what kind of crimes did he commit that he has to atone and die? he ran away? oh, what an unspeakable sin! not to mention the amount of cliches they used, the ridiculous inner monologue on how he’s not actually a hero eddie was having right before he decided to run back to… i don’t even know what the purpose of that was. it was bad, it was unnecessary and it was cheap. i bawled my eyes out and i’m over crying about it - right now i’m furious. i’m mad because he didn’t even get to clear his name. even after his death he’s getting disrespected, his pictures mocked, he’s still blamed for something he. didn’t. do. nobody but dustin mourns him, nobody but his uncle cares and searches for him and honestly bless this man, he’s representing all of us. i’m so mad because no one but dustin remembers him. the rest of their squad doesn’t even mention his name! this is ridiculous, how could they not talk about him afterwards? it’s like he wasn’t there with them the entire time, like he didn’t just fucking die? what the hell is this reaction? or better yet the lack of it? so. fucking. cheap.

Maya Hawke insisting Robin be a lesbian instead of just a rebound love interest for Steve. Joseph Quinn playing Eddie as someone who's clearly got a crush on Steve. Caleb and Noah giving such raw emotions in their characters. A big thank you to all the actors making their characters better than anything the writers could do.

want him so bad.

the chokehold he has me in keeps getting TIGHTER

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."

I'll write so many fix-it fics we'll even forget he's... yknow.

Thoughts…spoilers for ST 4’Vol 2

I know we’re all in a state of shock right now but as Eddie and Joseph fans can we please try to keep these fandoms alive? Eddie is one of the best fictional characters I’ve ever watched and Joseph deserves all the recognition in the world. I just don’t want to see these fandoms die off.