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Diva

Eddie Munson x Fem! Reader

Summary: Wayne got Eddie tickets to see Iron Maiden in Indianapolis with his lovely lady, you. Thing is, Eddie turns into a bit of a diva when getting ready for an event like this. He wants everything to be perfect so he remembers it for the rest of his life. So when you’re ready to go, Eddie can’t find his favourite ring, and all hells breaks loose.

Disclaimers: Swearing, some light touching??

Side Notes: No upside down, no events of season 4. This is my second time writing a random middle of the night thought, not sure if anyone is even going to see this but if you do, thank you! My writing is very amateur so if anyone has any tips please send them my way. Enjoy!

The steam coming from the extremely hot shower was making it hard for you to do your hair in the small bathroom with the even smaller mirror. Constantly having to rub the small towel over the mirror to clear the steam off.

You’re running your fingers through the messy curls on your head mumbling small “mhm”’s while Eddie is behind the shower curtain talking your ear off about how excited he is for tonight.

Wayne had saved up and gotten Eddie two tickets to Iron Maiden’s Somewhere on Tour Tour with WASP also being in attendance, in Indianapolis. He insisted on Wayne coming with him but he denied quickly saying “I damn near have hearin’ loss just from you playin’ their music. I’ll ‘prolly go fully deaf if I hear the real thing. Take ‘yr girl who listens to that ruckus with you, it’s why I got ‘em for ‘ya.”

He called you immediately after Wayne said that. He was rambling so fast due to excitement he had to repeat himself twice for you to understand what he was saying. That was 2 months ago, and today is the day, the man has been bouncing off the walls since you both woke up in his bed this morning.

“I’m telling you. Come tomorrow morning I’m going to have no voice, probably won’t be able to move my neck, maybe a few scrapes and bruises, who the fuck knows!” Eddie says as he finishes up his shower.

“All I want out of this is a cool t-shirt.” You smile even thought he can’t see you. You love how excited Eddie gets for things he loves. Music, dnd, his books, you.

“Oh, I’m going to buy every piece of merchandise that booth has to offer. I’ve been saving since Wayne got these tickets.” It’s true. He has this special box on his desk that he puts money into when he’s saving up for something special.

You finished up your makeup quick and put everything back into your toiletries bag you keep under the sink at Eddie’s. You stay here a lot, you like to have your things with you always.

“Hurry up your shower babe, I’m almost ready and we should hit the road soon so we can check into the hotel and grab a bite to eat before the show.” You say as you put your bag under the sink. You guys were also able to save a little bit to get a hotel room just outside the arena, so you didn’t have to drive home in the middle of the night after rocking out a little too hard.

You stand and put on your skull necklace that was sitting in the jewelry dish you got for Eddie to put his rings in when he showers. The necklace resembles the skull ring Eddie has. When Eddie got the ring it came with a matching necklace as well. Eddie never wore necklaces but his guitar pick, so he just kept it in his room. But when you came along and were always so fascinated with his rings, especially the skull one, he gave you the necklace. Said you’d always have a part of him. He also said “It’s pretty fuckin’ metal.”

“Yes dear.” Eddie replies in a mocking tone. You snort and head out of the bathroom and into Eddie’s room to get dressed. You have laid out on his bed next to his laid out outfit, one of his very well loved Iron Maiden t-shirts, black jeans, and one of Eddie’s older leather jackets that doesn’t fit him anymore but fits you like a glove. Eddie’s outfit is an Iron Maiden long sleeve shirt with graphics on the front, sleeves, back, everywhere. Black jeans with rips in the knees and his battle vest with an extra WASP patch added to it.

Eddie comes sauntering in with a towel around his waist and his hair sopping wet.

“Eds. Dry your hair in the bathroom you’re getting water everywhere.” You try to dodge his clumsy movements as his wet curls sway around and cover the surfaces of his room in drops of water.

“My other towel was in here.” He takes it off his desk chair. “My hair looks better when I scrunch it dry with this towel.” He holds it up, then folds his body over to grip his curls with the towel and dry them into place.

“Does the towel have magic hair curling powers?” You giggle and Eddie looks up at you with a smirk, and starts to shake his head like a dog after a bath, covering you in spots of water.

“God damnit Eddie I just got dressed!” You laugh and try to push him away as he’s stepped closer to you. He stands up and laughs as well.

“And you look very nice my love.” He grins “But don’t be a smart ass.” He lightly taps your ass and you stick your tongue out at him.

“Get dressed. We need to go.” You tap your watchless wrist and step out of the room so he can get dressed without distractions. You saunter into the kitchen to grab some soda’s from the fridge you grabbed for the drive up to the city.

“You kids almost ready?” Wayne calls from the living room as he sits in his chair with a beer, watching some sports game.

“I think so, just waiting on your diva of a nephew to finish getting ready-“

“Fuck! Where is it?! Shit!” You both turn your head the direction of Eddie’s room as you both hear him frantically cursing and things flying around his room. “Babe?! Have you seen my ring?!” He calls in a panic.

“Which one Ed?” You call as you’re already walking to the bathroom, Wayne chuckling in the background, and looking in the jewelry dish. Which is empty.

“My skull one!” He calls back. You’re trying to remember if you saw it in there when you grabbed your necklace.

“I dunno Eds, do you remember having it on before your shower?” You walk into his room, which you didn’t think could become more of a disaster.

“Yes? No? Fuck I don’t remember!” He says as he shoves his body under his bed, random items flying from where he’s lying.

“Okay chill out, we’ll find it. And if we don’t, no biggie” You try to reassure him as you also take a look around his room.

“No biggie?! That thing is my lucky charm! Always has been! And now it’s extra lucky because I have it matching with you!” He jolts himself out from under his bed and starts ripping the blankets and pillows off his bed like a madman, a stray pillow hitting you in the process.

“Okay, just- Eds just take a deep breath” You kick the pillow away as it fell at your feet. “When was the last time you saw it?” You stare at him as you watch the gears turn in his head as he thinks.

“Um, shit I don’t know. They’re just like a part of me now I don’t really think about ‘em.” His hand rubs up and down his jaw as he anxiously looks around still. “I did take them off last night when I was fixing the stereo in my van. I have to get my fingers in small places and the rings were getting in the way.” He sighs.

“Okay, i’ll go check your van and you keep checking your room okay? We’ll find it.” You stand on your toes and give his check a quick peck. He looks at you and gives you a little nod, but you can tell he’s not convinced.

You make your way out to Eddie’s van, grabbing his keys on the way out that were hung by the door. You whip open the drivers door and thank whatever god there is that while Eddie was fixing his stereo yesterday, you hung out in the van tidying it up for him, you wanted to spend time with him. But he had things to do, so you made it that you also had things to do.

You check in the centre console, glove box, cupholders, under all the seats, in the door slots, everywhere it feels like. A defeated sigh leaves your lips as you step out of the van and close the door.

“Well?!” Eddie’s voice comes from the trailer, as you look over he’s half hanging out his bedroom window. You just shake your head. “Fuck sake.” he grumbles and slides himself back in his room. When you step back into the trailer, Wayne has now also joined this fun easter egg hunt. He’s on all fours with a flashlight looking under the couch.

“How nicely did Eddie ask you to help?” You snicker as Wayne huffs out a chuckle.

“Not very, but I ain’t gon’ hol’ it against him.” Wayne gets back up on his knees, then uses the arm rest on the couch to stand fully up.

You and Wayne basically tear apart that living room to look while Eddie is still destroying his room. Curses and thumps coming from it as well. Finally you and Wayne just flop yourselves onto the couch.

“Did you try and tell ‘em it’ll be alright if you don’ find it?” Wayne leans forward to grab his fresh beer from the coffee table. You just slowly turn your head to him and raise your eyebrows a little as to say yeah. And how do you think THAT went? He chuckles as he brings his beer to his lips.

Eddie comes flying out of his room, the curls he tried to keep at bay are now going every which direction and seem even poofier than usual.

“I’ve looked fucking everywhere and I can’t find it but- HEY.” You and Wayne both look at him at the sudden screech. “Are you guys- What’re you- Why aren’t you looking?!” He throws his hands up in the air.

“We looked everywhere we could. This trailer ain’t that big kid, not many hidin’ places.” Wayne says and Eddie just dramatically sighs and puts his hands on his hips. Very much resembling Steve when he’s giving the kids, or Eddie, a motherly scolding.

“Eddie, dearest, love of my life. We have to go. I know it’s your lucky charm and all, but the night is still going to be amazing, without the ring.” You stand to make your way over to him and Eddie puts his hands in the pockets of his vest, probably to grab a smoke and his head shoot’s up, same with his hand. Lo and behold in his hand, is that god damn ring.

“Yes! I found it! Oh thank god!” He dramatically kisses it and slides it back on his hand.

“You- You didn’t look in the pocket of your vest? Til just now? The vest you wear practically every single day?” You’re in disbelief he didn’t look there sooner. The only reason you didn’t is because you assumed he did.

“Ha uh, no. I guess I didn’t.” His voice drops a few octaves as he gets a little embarrassed at the mess he’s made looking for his ring, when it was in a very obvious spot. You pinch the bridge of your nose and let out a small huff and close your eyes.

“Is he still your dearest, love of your life.” Wayne mocks and chuckles behind you guys and Eddie grins at that. You also can’t help but break and laugh as well and look back up at Eddie. Your dearest, love of your life, Eddie.

“Yeah. He is.” You widen your smile and he sends you a wink. “Okay hot shot, we gotta go. Do you one hundred percent have, everything?” You say as you head over to the door to start doing up your black converse.

“Yes, wallet.” He slaps his back pocket. “Rings.” Holds both his hands up to show you. “Keys.” He reaches up over you and grabs his keys from the holder on the wall. “My sweetheart.” he pinches your chin and plants a kiss on your lips. You smile into it and kiss him back.

“Okay lovebirds get outta here or ‘yer gon’ miss ‘yer show.” Wayne grumbles from the couch as he takes another sip of his beer. You pull away from Eddie and give him a small shove.

“He’s right let’s go.” You turn. “Bye Wayne! Thanks again for the tickets!” He just gives you a small wave not looking away from the tv, but he’s got a small smile on his lips.

“Bye Wayne! Thanks again old man!” Eddie calls as he closes the door to the trailer behind you guys. As you round the van Eddie races in front of you and opens the passenger door for you. Kneels, and out stretches his arm to it he van. “M’lday.” He bows his head.

“Oh, you’re going to be an extra kiss ass now aren’t you?” You giggle and get in the van. Eddie rises back up and grins at you.

“Darlin’, you have no idea.” He closes the door and hops in the drivers side.

Let’s just say, after your drive to Indianapolis, Iron Maiden weren’t the only ones who rocked your world that night.

#stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x fem!reader fluff #eddie #is a diva #eddie munson blurb

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madithehuman · 7 months

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alright, here’s my first attempt at a little cute blurb with stevie boy. i’m sorry if it’s boring or sucky i just thought this was cute so i though i’d share(:

im v new to tumblr, had it a long time ago, recently got back into it and got the urge to write again!

let me know your thoughts? does it suck? any advice? anything? 🫶🏻

also, the prompts for the crossword are actual prompts from my crossword book i just got. honestly i suck at them but they’re weirdly fun. just something i feel like stevie boy is good at hehe.

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*Slow Morning With a Coffee and a Tea Drinker*

Soft!steve x Fem!reader

summary: After the events of Season 4, everyone with their trauma and everyone with their ways of healing. Yours and steve’s relationship is settling back to somewhat normal. He has lots of migraines, you have lots of nightmares. You both take care of each other. Hopper and Joyce were able to get themselves a nicer home on the outskirts of town, Will and El live at home, Jonathan and Nancy have gone off to college. Steve lives in a suite above Hoppers detached shop. Hopper didn’t like the idea of Steve living alone. Steve’s parents left Hawkins after the disaster. Even though the town is healing and rebuilding, it was too much for them. Steve didn’t want to leave. Hawkins was home, even after everything. It’s where he met you, his friends, his new family. You almost always stay with Steve, your parents love him and are more then happy for you both. You both share quiet mornings on the little patio that overlooks the small pond and wide open field and forest. Slow mornings with Steve, what more could you ask for.

(i feel like this summary itself is a while fic jeeze)

disclaimers: mild swearing, potentially very boring (lol)

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The shower flicks off, there’s a crow cawing in the distance, and you can hear the coffee machine pouring the dark brown liquid into the pot. The window is slightly cracked to let fresh air in through the night, and there’s a faint yellow glow falling upon the duvet.

Your arms stretch more under the pillow and you smoosh the side of your face more into it. Then slowly sliding over onto Steve’s pillow, as it smells like his fresh lavender shampoo, whatever cologne he wears and slightly sweaty. just simply him. You take a deep inhale and curl yourself more into the bed. You know it’s early. Steve usually goes on his run around 6:00am. Runs for around 45 minutes then comes home and has his shower. He says running in the morning clears his mind for the day, instead of racing thoughts as soon as he wakes up. Some mornings you’ll join him. This was not one of those mornings.

You can hear him sneaking about the bedroom not knowing if you’re awake yet. Your eyes peek open and he’s headed to the dresser with his towel hung low on his waste and he’s bending is figure back slightly to stretch out his back, the muscles flexing as he does so. You close your eyes again and feel your cheeks turn pink, even though you’ve seen the view countless times before.

You listen to his movements as he digs through his drawers looking for a fresh pair of clothes. You hear him slide on his sweater on last then he shuffles over to the side of the bed. He dips down and his soft hand brushes the hair from the side of your face, and a soft kiss is placed on your cheekbone. The tips of his damp hair tickling your face as he does so. As he rises you smile into the pillow and you hear him grab his glasses from the nightstand. He softly walks out into the small living and kitchen area.

The suite he lives in was not big by any means. but it is very cozy. It’s all open with a small kitchen that transitions into a living room, one bathroom attached to the end of the living area that also connects to the bedroom. Then a door leading into a small bedroom which holds his bed, a dresser, a plant in the corner that he never waters but you always do, and a nightstand. On top is a book (he’ll sometime read to you in the middle of the night if you wake from a nightmare, to help distract your brain so you can fall back asleep), his migraine pills, his water glass from the night before and a family photo. The photo is of him with a big teethy smile, you at his side on your arms up around his neck, on your tippy toes to kiss his cheek and his arm around your waist, while his other arm is holding Dustin, who is on Steve’s back mid laugh. Max and Lucas in the front with big goofy smiles. Mike and Will are beside Steve with smaller, but still happy, smiles and El is sat down in front of them with her soft smile and red heart sunglasses. Erica is also seated with El, she things El is really cool, badass as she puts it. Robin is on the other side of you laughing with her arms almost fully around you and Steve in a big side hug. Nancy and Jonathan are sat on the grass in front of you with their hands above their eyes to shield the sun, you can just faintly see their smiles. Hopper and Joyce aren’t pictured but you know they’re there because Joyce was taking the photo. Hopper made some stupid joke behind her to get your guys’ attention to make you smile. It was taken in the front yard of their new home.

You relax in bed for a few more minutes then finally open your eyes. You had heard him pour his mug of coffee and grab the newspaper off the counter, he picks it up on his run from the newspaper holder at the gas station down the road. he runs by it every day, greeting the old man who runs the place with a small wave.

You sit up and stretch out your limbs the best you can. You slide your slippers on that are beside your bed, and shiver slightly at the loss of warmth from your bed. You grab the teddy bear brown cardigan that’s hung on the back of the door on the handle and slide it on over your sleep shirt and shorts. Believe it or not, it’s Steve’s. It’s his favourite. Dustin’s mom made it for him. But it’s also your favourite. So you share it.

You head out into the kitchen and you look out the big sliding door that goes out to the small patio. It over looks a partial forest and a field, the sun is just coming over the horizon. Steve has already sat at his spot at his patio set with two chairs and a small table. He’s facing out to the view with his coffee in one hand, and the paper in the other. You look down at the counter and see your mug with hot water, and three different kinds of tea in their packages beside. Huffing out a small laugh through your nose, he knows how indecisive you are on what kind of tea you want in the morning. You put two back and settle on earl grey this morning. You set the tea bag in and pour a small amount of cream into the tea.

You rub your eyes as you walk over to the screen door and slide it open. Steve’s head perks up as he looks back at you, bending his neck as to almost look at you upside down.

“Good morning pretty girl” he softly speaks with a smile on his lips. You just give him a sleepy smile and lean down and place a kiss on his lips. He kisses back to you and hums softly. You pull away and take your spot on the other side of the small round table and pull your legs up to you. “How was your rest, I’m sorry if I woke you”

“You didn’t wake me” you look at him, voice a little coarse still from waking up. “Thank you for the tea”

“I merely just gave you hot water” he chuckles “good pick though, i love the smell of earl grey. reminds me of you” he says as he flicks to the other side of the paper and pulls out a page. He folds it and passes it to you. Eagerly, you set your mug down and take it from him. You scrunch your nose at him as a thank you and grab your pen from the table. It stays there usually as this is pretty much your every day routine with him. You lay the page down on the table and click the end of the pen.

“As always” he takes a sip of coffee “Ask me if you need any help”

“Not today Stevie, I’ve gotten pretty good at these” you grin up at him as he snorts, flipping the page of his paper.

“You said that last time babe” not taking his eyes off the paper “and i think you asked me for help on at least half of the prompts”

Steve always gives you the crosswords out of the daily paper. You love doing them. Though you’re not very good at them, you still love them. You find reading the paper boring so it’s a way for you and Steve to relax into the day doing something together. Sometimes he’ll read you an article he knows you’ll find interesting.

“Yeah yeah I know but this time. This time I got it. M’kay? Might ask for help on a few, but not many” You click the pen and take a look at the first one.

Down: 1. “Fencing Sword”. You furrow your brow, not knowing. moving to the next. 2. Mythical creature seen in some gardens. You think on it for a second “Oh!” you scribble your answer. Gnome. Steve chuckles, you always make it known when you get one without help. 3. school located near Windsor Castle. you shake your head how the hell would someone just know that. You read through a few more, out of all of them, which is around fifty. You’ve gotten three. You sigh and Steve peeks over.

“Need help there sweetheart?” He peeks over his paper.

“No. Just thinking. That’s all” You cover the paper slightly with your arms and he grins. He knows you. Stubborn. Steve folds the paper in half and grabs his mug and stands, stretches quick and kisses the top of your head and slides the door open and steps inside. You keep reading through the prompts trying to figure some out. You’re so focused you don’t really notice Steve come back out with another mug of coffee. He looks over your shoulder and pushes his glasses up his nose and reads.

“Epee” he says, it makes you slightly jump.

“I’m sorry?” you look up at him. He points at the down 1. spot.

“Epee. it’s what a fencing sword is called” he stands back up tall and takes a sip of coffee.

“How do you just know that?” you half laugh in disbelief, and look back and write it down. Sure enough it fits. He laughs a breathy laugh.

“Dunno babe, just do” he shrugs and sits back in his spot. He re opens his paper and reads a bit more. “Oh hey they think the movie theatre will re-open within the month. We haven’t done that in a wh-“

“What the actual hell is an ‘instrument similar to a lute’?! First of all. What even is a lute? How am I supposed to know?” you weren’t angry. Your brain just can’t comprehend how people just know this information. You set the paper down quiet aggressively and sigh harshly. Steve closes his eyes and huffs out a laugh.

“Babe” Steve stands and moves his chair right beside yours. “Crosswords are supposed to be a relaxing activity” he kisses your temple and plops himself beside you. “Let’s see love, what letters do you already have” he moves the paper more towards him and adjusts his glasses. You both spend the next hour figuring it out together. This is how it usually always goes. you get frustrated, and Steve comes and sits with you and helps you through it. Small kisses stolen here and there, especially when you get one on your own.

“there you go.” he presses a kiss on your cheek, “smart girl” another kiss just below your ear, then your neck. You giggle and turn to face him. “Easy-peasy” he winks.

“Well says you. You’re the one with just random useless information floating around in all that hair. Yet you can’t remember to pick Dustin up from the arcade after he reminded you all day, and wrote it on your hand” you start to laugh as he huffs and takes his glasses off and sets them on the table.

“One time. I forgot one time. God you both hold that over my head. He brought it up yesterday when he dropped off his movie rentals at the store” he shakes his head but he’s also grinning. Knowing you’re right. “Alright. we have 3 more words to get, then we’re done” he slides his glasses back on and grabs the pen. You rest your chin on your hand and sit and admire him as he reads the next prompt to you. His brows furrow. “‘34 across, 1957 treaty of Rome org.’ Okay. Now who the actual fuck is supposed to just know that” Steve looks over at you, equally as annoyed as you were.

“Right?!” you throw your hands up and laugh, as Steve laughs as well and shakes his head. He pulls you closer by your waist and you two spend the rest of the morning trying to figure out the last 3 words.

You could spend all your mornings like this. And you do. You always will.

#steve harrington #steve harrington blurb #stranger things #love #steve harrington fanfiction #fanfic #steve harrington one shot #one shot

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