You Literally Gave Me The Motivation To Keep Going! Love You So Much Holly, I Really Appreciate It

I have mixed feelings about the idea of Eddie playing my favorite song bc it's How I Could Just Kill a Man by Rage Against The Machine, like I feel like that's too on the nose for this whole situation, it fucking slaps tho! Also Eddie would've LOVED Rage Against The Machine but they didn't form until 1991 so now I'm sad bc he never got to hear them ☹️

Hi Anon! Sorry that it took me awhile to respond.

I had never heard of this song before you mentioned it, so I thought 'hey I should check out the recommendation asap' and let me say this, Eddie really would've loved the song and the group! I really like the song too but I actually want my fic to be as time accurate as it can be. I hope you get that <3 But thank you so much for sharing this lovely song with us!!

Do you guys have any song recommendations for my current series? What do you guys think should be the readers' favorite song? Lemme know by sending asks!

I don't care if some of you guys stop following me but I agree with this person so much!

Couldn't have said it better.

so since i obvs 'like' billy i have the strongest urge to rant ab his character and the way the fandom treats him and people who think hes attractive bc.

ofc billy in the show is an awful person. hes a racist and a bully and just not a nice guy at all and i will never try to excuse that. however what people dont understand is in season 2 he was 17 years old. and not only that he was a 17 year old that has been abused almost all his life. your views and the way you act are hugely affected by your surroundings and so yeah growing up with an abusive and canonically homophobic and misognistic father will not be good for your own views on life. while this does not excuse his behaviour its an explanation, and it also means he COULD have been redeemed. he was a kid and all he needed was a good influence that stuck around and cared for him.

as for the way people treat his character its understandable to dislike him bc he is a pos however to go and call ppl who find billy attractive 'racists' is insane. hes not real for one and for another simply finding someone attractive does not mean you agree with their actions?? the amount of people who say he deserved to die is scary because he was barely an adult when he died and he sacrificed himself to save everyone like as much as that didnt make up for what hes done it proves he couldve become better.

another thing i really hate is whenever someone writes a fic or makes an edit theres always that one 'ew hes racist' comment. how about we not make people feel bad for fancying a fictional character !! its especially bad when someone points out his abuse and i see people saying he deserved it. yall are disgusting.

i find it insane that people have way more sympathy for karen, a married woman who almost left her family for a barely 18 year old kid, than billy who was an abused child. like genuinely the idea of that is so weird.

and also my biggest issue with this is nobody has a problem with 001 whos a child murderer and a man who wants to take over the world. or to go outside of ST, draco malfoy who got a whole side of tiktok yet is a racist, classist nazi who says slurs, and yet is one of the most crushed on fictional characters?? so its fine to like him or dabi from mha, or even bakugou from mha but not billy hargrove. thats crazy to me because how can you seperate fiction from reality for everyone but this one character.

i have so many thought ab his character honestly and i could go on forever ab him but im sick of going to read a harmless fanfiction ab him and seeing the tag full of people calling me racist for it bc again

hes👏not👏real

Love this so much! Literally the cutest bucky headcanon i've ever read <33

「 halloween baking 」

bucky barnes x reader

request: no

warnings: alludes to sexual activities but nothing explicit is mentioned

-bucky loves watching you bake

-partly because he loves eating the treats you make

-& partly bc you truly are just adorable when doing so

-he’d happily sit and watch you back all day everyday bc it’s always enjoyable

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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"

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.───

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.”

Your favorite song

[chapter one] [chapter two] [chapter three] [chapter four]

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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afternoon naps

Oh that's an amazing coincedence! im so glad that it was more relatable for you <3

Adopting a big dog with Eddie

Summary: A headcanon where the reader and Eddie adopt a big dog + my general ideas about him and pets. Just whole lotta fluff.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Gn!Reader

⭒ First, let's settle this; He is definitely a dog person. He has nothing against cats. In fact, he would love to pet them, if there aren't any available dogs around.

⭒ His goofy, sweet personality works like a charm when it comes to big dogs.

⭒ He always wanted to adopt one growing up but unfortunately, his dad was never there to support his wish. So when you went to him and asked if he'd want to adopt a big dog with you, he was over the moon.

⭒ He always wanted to adopt one growing up but unfortunately, his dad was never there to support his wish. So when you went to him and asked if he'd want to adopt a big dog with you, he was over the moon.

⭒ One day, you went to the Hawkins Shelter and looked at all the puppies until you found *the* one.

⭒ He was an Australian Shepherd with the cutest smile on his face, looking at both of you as you went to pet him.

⭒ He was wagging his tail to the right with a quick pace. Eddie became so excited and hyper, telling you 'Look, he likes us! Oh. My. God. Look at that cute little face!'

⭒ He quickly crouched in front of the dog and his hands went behind the dogs' ears, scratching there saying 'Hey handsome.'

⭒ After a few minutes of petting and whispering sweet nothings to the cute dog, Eddie ushered you to sit next to him. He was so happy; His eyes were beaming with light and he had the biggest smile on his face. Your heart melted at the sight and you sat next to him immediately.

⭒ He stopped petting the dog because it was your turn... Plus, he had to take a picture of you and your soon-to-be-adopted-shepherd to immortalize this moment. He thought that you looked too cute to be true.

⭒ After all the paperwork, you all went back to his trailer and you started to prepare a little sleeping spot full of pillows and a blanket for the dog inside. While you were working on that, Eddie and him were running outside, getting rid of the excess energy.

⭒ When they came back inside, you guided the dog to his sleeping spot and petted him until he fell asleep. Eddie was watching the two of you and thought of how lucky he got.

⭒ Eddie loves to roughhouse the dog and play fetch with him. In short: He loves to do all the crazy, energy-requiring activities.

⭒ Unfortunately, he isn't always available to go home right after school. Sometimes he stays for his D&D campaigns or practices with his band.

⭒ If he was busy that day, when he comes home; He makes sure both of your 'son' is taken care of and he makes it up to him, showering him with pets on his head, scratches behind his ear and cuddles.

⭒ Oh and also, Eddie's uncle Wayne loves the dog too and he was so happy to hear that both of you decided to adopt him together.

⭒ He knew how much you made his nephew happy and that you were the best thing that ever happened to him.

Author's note: I plan on making an Eddie taglist, would any of you interested in being in it? If so, let me know! Hope you enjoyed it and don't forget to check my other works.

Here is the first chapter of my ongoing series called 'your favorite song' which is also an eddie munson fic! x

dedicated to: @ches-86 <3

hello, mi amor. "barefoot" from the June prompts, with señor Munson

please and thank you 🥰

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

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