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sp0o0kylights · 9 months

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I once had to pose in a ton of photos for a friend's AP photography final back in high school so may I present to you:

Steve Harrington, who gave in to Robin's begging that he act as her weird art model for her senior year portfolio (the same one her teacher is encouraging her to bat out of the ballpark and enter into contests.)

She's doing a whole thing on fashion, subcultures and sexuality using photos and collaged poetry, a project that has Steve trying on different outfits and posing in different places.

"This might help me land a scholarship, Dingus." She hisses while she's got him bent over her bathtub, spraying parts of his hair blue with wash-out dye.

Steve, soulmate and best friend extraordinaire, goes through it all with minimal (for him) bitching, even if the goth outfit feels absolutely ridiculous, and the 'geek' photoshoot downright laughable.

He starts to have fun when she has him mimic Nancy's straight laced, all A's good girl aura, and equally has a blast with the country look (he has no idea where Robin got a miniature horse but it conned him for every piece of food he had on him and then some.)

The final piece is the one they're struggling with, the one Robin's now (fake) dying his hair partially blue for.

A few hours later and he's dressed up once again in a studded leather jacket, the tightest jeans he owns ringed with belts, and combat boots.

Robin had even talked him into letting her use eyelash glue to attach a few metal studs on his face--two acting as an eyebrow piercing and one on his nose.

The looks he drew took a minute to get used too when all was said and done, Robin dragging him around Hawkins while she tried to find the 'perfect backdrop' but he's not gonna lie.

He kinda enjoys being punk Steve.

That is, until Robin has him posing in an alleyway and Eddie Munson comes around the corner, jaw right about falling to the floor.

Even better?

Eddie doesn't recognize him.

Not at first, when he siddles up to Steve, nodding to the handkerchief in Steve's back pocket and then flicking the pink triangle pin on his jacket with a finger.

Steve owes Jonathan a bottle of his father's best alcohol for giving him enough knowledge to get through the music razing Eddie subjects him too, and Steve's all too happy to play the part of punk asshole to Munson's music-snob metalhead.

It's not until Eddies playing with his hair and Robin gives in to letting him have a quick break from the shoot that he gives up the ghost, leaning in to whisper in Eddie's ear.

"Gotta say, Munson," Steve all but purrs."I wasn't expecting you to fall for the Harrington Charm that fast."

"What?" Eddie asks, jerking his head back to look at him with wide eyes.

Maybe it's the outfit giving him the extra ounce of courage, but Steve likes to think more that it gives him the freedom to lean forward and brush their lips together.

Eddie doesn't return it, but that's alright.

Steve's played this game enough to know that it was merely a hook for a real kiss.

"Okay." Robin says, annoyed, camera at her side. "Steve, I'm happy that you're finally exploring that repressed as fuck homosexuality we keep arguing about, I really am, but I have to get this last photo!"

He ignores her, instead nudging Eddie's shoulders.

"Care to pose with me?" Steve asks, grinning. He can tell Eddie still isn't sure if this is a joke, that he's seconds from running, and reaches out to tug on his black handkerchief. "Get Robin her photo, and then talk about this after, Mr. S&M."

Eddie flushes scarlet, but after some reassurance (and wheelding) from Robin, finally agrees.

(Later, he agrees to a date, which Steve also credits the outfit for.

Even if Robin demands half the credit.)

#punk steve #except not #steddie #robin buckley #steve harrington #eddie munson #platonic stobin #just think if Eddie had stumbled over the geek outfit #or the mini horse #micro fic #0o0 fanfics #stranger things #stranger things fanfic

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somnambulic-thing · 1 year

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Pick up, will you?

a voice-mail drama : rockstar!Eddie Munson x afab!reader

Words: 1k-ish | angst, hurt, open ending |

Eddie's music career is doing great; things between you not so much. He's trying to call you but you're not picking up the phone.

CW: references to (unfair) arguments, jealousy, commitment problems sponsered by childhood trauma and bad parenting. Also plenty swearing and nicknames. Eddie's a soft sad boi.

beeeep…. beeeep…. beeeep…. beeeep…. beeeep…__ “….Uh, ok: Hi. You’ve reached the number—“ “Babe… Babe, where are you?” “Fuck; living room, Ed!… Okay, so m’ doing that aga—” “Stop whatever you’re doing and put on some shoes.” “What’s going on? What’s that wild look?” “Oh, don’t you wanna know, but it’s a surpr——“

“Well shit, uh… that’s……. You still haven’t changed that, hm?…. Hey, it's me, Eddie. Well, you can hear that, right? Are you there? Pick up, will you?……… You know I hate talking to those things; it’s like… being interrogated by myself or something………. Fuck it, I’ll just call back later—“

“….Uh, ok: Hi. You’ve reached the number—“ “Babe… Babe, where are you?” “Fuck; living room, Ed!… Okay, so m’ doing that aga—” “Stop whatever you’re doing and put on some shoes.” “What’s going on? What’s that wild look?” “Oh, don’t you wanna know, but it’s a surpr——“

“Really? Again? It’s 10pm where the fuck can you be?…… M’ going to call Robin—“

“No, really, where are you? I just called half the people we know and, uh, nobody has seen or heard from you in over a day; Barb said you took four days off at the bookstore but you didn’t say why and…… shit, shit, shit, I hate this, you know I hate it when you ignore me. It's not fair……… I know I fucked up… don’t you think I know that? But…….. Fuck you weren’t exactly calm and collected either the last time— and not exactly nice and I- just- want- to talk to you….. How long is that shit even recording for?……… I——“

“That stupid fucking recording…… if I, uh, have to hear that one more time I’m taking a five-hour flight just to burn that tape…………… fuck, fuck, can basically hear you saying ‘Good to know your priorities, Ed.’ Jesus fucking Christ, I’m sorry!…. I had no way of knowing that Murray’s contacts were legit, right? And that shit would go so fast with that record deal and derail our plans but, baby, like… you know how hard we’ve worked to get any of those music label snobs to notice us and then to get an offer like thi——“

“It just drives me insane that, uh, that you honestly believe that I don’t care about you….. Or us…............................... Look, I get why you’re mad, I really do, believe me but I do care, alright?…………...……… I do……… So much…….........…………………... Shit… M’ not going to cry on tape—“

“I feel like I’m in purgatory……. I hate that fucking tape but it’s the only way I have right now to hear your voice…….. The last time I heard it you were telling me to ‘Go and enjoy some fucking groupies.’ That hurt, you know? Like, uh, like really hurt…………. What was I saying? I get that you’re mad. I get that it’s all… fucked up timing but, haha, do believe me when I say that this wasn’t me chickening out again. I really really wanted to move into that apartment with you……. Like, you can hear my excitement on that stupid recordi——“

“That shit is messing up my train of thought, where are you? It’s four in the morning and you’re still not home, I’m starting to freak out………..….. You’ve said it yourself, uh, ahm, that I made progress, right? With the, uhm, the whole commitment thing?……… I’ve thought about that again the past few days and it, like…. It was never about my commitment to you, you know, but…. This will sound idiotic……. M’ not good at allowing myself good things….. It’s too fucking hard when it all goes to shit in the end——“

“And you, haha, you’re a really good thing. Like the best fucking thing that ever happened to me after Wayne and………………. And…. Fuck…… M’ sorry, sweetheart, I am……… When I asked you to move in with me that first time over a year ago? I meant it! And I meant the time after that too and oh, did I mean it the last time. But, uhm, yeah…….. How… You……………….. I don’t wanna say that on here…………………………. M’ sorry—”

“I was scared you would grow tired of me faster when you had me around all day…………. Wanted to, ugh, to stretch it out or something………………………………….. I love you…………………… You have to know that, right? You have to know that I don’t give a shit about groupies! That’s not what I’m doing this for, it’s just the music, babe, you must know that— you know me!…………. Fuck…………………..….…….. You know me….. Right? ……………. I didn’t miss the signing of that lease because——“

“I didn’t miss it because ‘I want to slowly weed you out’, shit, how shitty am I treating you for you to say stuff like this?………………. Christ, why are you even with me when you think I’m capable of being such a fucking asshole? You know— you know about my parents…. How I despise stuff like that and I know I’m twitchy, but……… but not like that…………….. I know you’re hurt……… but that….. I'm hurt too. You were mean…. Like, uh, really fucking mean and I never ever——“

“……….. You always had a bite but you’ve never been mean…. Not like that…. Am I doing that to you? Making you, uh…… wearing you out?…………. I don’t wanna do that, darlin’, I reaaaally don’t want to be the guy who fucks up a soul like you……………. Shit…… shit shit shit I hate this! Please, please pick up that phone!…….. Sorry, I yelled…. I didn’t mean to….. But I’m scared you’re in trouble right now, or hurt or fucking escaped to Helsinki or something and I’m never going to see you again and the last thing I said to you was——“

“Well, yeah, you know what I said……….. Wish I could erase that from history…… Good thing there’s nothing in the contract about not driving up the hotel phone bill… yet…….. How long can that tape be? Better say something meaningful before it runs out……—“

“Had to think about that for a second…. I don’t want to lose you. I know my whole rockstar adventure started out abysmal for us but I promise you, I will make it work. I just need a little time to get used to all of it…. Uhm, to figure this out, yeah? Together?….. And we find another place to move into when I'm back; a better place! What better way to spend that money than on spoiling you?………. Please....... Please don’t leave me— shit, there’s someone at the door…. Watch me being kicked out of a hotel for the first time for crying at night——“

#Eddie Munson #Eddie Munson x reader #Eddie Munson Angst #somnambulic-thing #my fic

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abominable-space-they · 2 years

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One of my first Steddie fics was Steve going punk. I have a lot of feelings about Punk!Steve, so I am really pleased to see the fandom getting excited about it.

I was thinking about an Au in which Max discovers The Runaways & has a sweeping personal epiphany, gets into punk & starts playing the drums. She loves how cathartic it is, also that it's to loud for anyone to talk to her.

She starts teaching Eleven too as she learns. It turns out that once she's been exposed to the idea of making music, El has a gift. She picks it up with with an almost supernatural ease. Eventually they want to start a band, its the summer after 8th grade. Eleven switches to bass, bc she can, they recruit Erica who was absolutely scandalized to hear that no one knew she played piano & guitar. But they had a small problem when they wanted to do gigs. There was only one place, the hide out & they were extremely minors. In order to play, they had to have "a responsible adult".

There was no way any of their parents were gonna work for that duty.

Steve was the obvious answer to their problems. When he said he wasn't gonna spend every weekend sitting in a run down little bar, they offered him a spot in the band... which was a little unconventional but it was punk so whatever and actually Steve was perfect for a front man. He could talk to the crowd right? (Steve does not love the idea but sure fine he could do that maybe)

The thing is, these kids have worked so hard to make this happen, Steve can't actually say no... & If he was being totally honest with himself, he kinda loved being included. So he says yes to being a vocalist, co-vocalist.

He encourage them to also yell if they wanted... Erica has immediate ideas. The band progresses surprisingly well. When they decide they're ready Steve easily books a gig. Max & Erica are both massively annoyed it was so easy for him when it was their band and idea. But whatever they have their first gig planned

They argue about the name of the band for so long they have to emergency name it the weekend before the show so they can put up flyers. Max & El wanted to call it Mommy Issues, Erica had gotten really into X-Ray Spex & wanted to call them The Wrex. It got a little intense.

Steve in desperation suggested Cherry Rex... because it referenced The Runaways song Chery Bomb, and had the aesthetic energy of The Wrex & X-Ray Spex

To his shock they actually agreed on that.

Their first gig was on a Monday, to nobody but one very belligerently drunk guy who might have passed out in his booth. Of course they expected that more or less. It was more ok then they thought though, the girls had a blast... and actually so did Steve.

A month or three later and they'd slowly worked up the live band tenure and were getting their first Friday night slot. There would be four bands, two punk, two metal; Boondock Boyfriend, Death Vision, & Corroded Coffin. Cherry Rex were playing the opening spot being the newbies. Steve thought Corroded Coffin sounded vaguely familiar, but couldn't figure out where from. He wasn't to worried about it though, he was here for Cherry Rex.

Getting the parents permission to take the whole party to a borderline dive bar (he left that part out) had been one of the most trying experiences of Steve's young life, but in the end he got it done, and everyone was super excited.

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Eddie always came early on the nights Corroded Coffin played, he liked supporting his fellow musicians, many of whom had only played parties and basements before they could get in here. It was a point of pride for him to not be a snob about it. He supported anyone and everyone who wasn't a bully or a bigot.

This weekend they had a whole new band, playing. He'd heard that it was a group of preteen punk rock girls, so of course the rock bros were grousing. He would have none of that though. He remembered when he first got into music as a preteen, the way it let him process feelings he was to scared to otherwise. He would definitely be there for their first weekend gig

So imagine his surprise when he finds Steve Harrington on stage. He introduced everyone Max on drums whom Eddie recognized from around, as well as her maybe? girlfriend?, who's name was apparently the number Eleven, on Bass. And Erica, who actually exhuded rock and roll energy, on guitar. Steve called himself their token adult. He spent half the time singing, but also dancing, sometimes being hype man for whomever was singing that particular song.

He was wearing a Hawkins High Tshirt that he'd scrawled The King is Dead across in Sharpie. Also light wash jeans, which Eddie had laughed about at first, but when he cut them off at the knee while they were still on his body, during Erica's song about self reliance, identity, and D&d... and he had fishnets on under them? He was completely won over. They were pretty good...and Steve Harrington, a punk? He was genuinely so fucked. So so fucked

(does Vecna & the upside down exist here? I don't know)

#fanfic #stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie #steve x eddie #stranger things au #punk!steve #elmax #erica sinclair #eleven #jane hopper #punk au #rocker!eddie #max mayfield #band au #Cherry Rex

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ronancebyler · 3 days

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Platonic Jonbin headcanons?

oh my god being asked to talk about platonic jonbin??? them and platonic edancy are my favorite underrated platonic dynamics so I will use any opportunity to not shut up about them.

heads up! there will be possible rojancy (without romantic jonbin obviously) and possible stonathan and also possible platonic soulmatism stobin because those are things I cannot get out of my skin.

also! these are all in random order and don't have to exist in the same universe as each other or canon. really this is mostly just me cherry picking what parts of canon I like then saying fuck it and going by vibes!

jonathan and robin are both nonbinary but robin is a she/he sort of nonbinary and jonathan is a they/them sort of nonbinary (this will be the pronouns I'll be using throughout this) (if you see me use different pronoun hcs in different posts shut your mouth)

they have matching music tastes. no, not the same music taste, MATCHING music tastes. like it feels like the songs would get along or would be in playlists of two best friend characters. they're also both incredibly passionate about music so they love saying that each other are the "only music tastes I respect even though I don't listen to all of them" like they're such snobs together (robin is joking, jonathan is not)

they do dress like they came from the same cartoon. it's less that they look similar and more like they have a general vibe to them that when put together feels eerily like the same artist drew them

jonathan finds eddie hot and robin is so personally offended by that because eddie is the person he loves making fun of because it's her personal bully victim (affectionate)

"FIRST STEVIE AND NOW EDDIE????" "I'M SORRY I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED"

robin and jonathan have opposite tastes in crushes. the singular place it aligns is with nancy wheeler

robin has a thing for people who kind of intimidate her and are incredibly driven/passionate people with a soft side

jonathan has a thing for soft people who love animals and are really kind but with a scary side

"how is she literally perfect????" "i don't even know"

there is something so funny to me about jonathan having a heavy preference for men in their sexuality

"that guy is hot" "he literally looks like he's been dipped in a dumpster what the fuck is wrong with you"

the pattern you're seeing in these headcanons is that they're not similar as much as they are complimentary

robin does jonathans hair. they didn't ask for it, he just showed up to their house with hair products and went "sit down. no you don't have a choice."

this isn't necessarily because she's good at doing hair and more because jonathan's hair texture is just so nice but eventually he gets really good at it

steals each other clothes but will not use it in the same way. jonathan's overwear???? no, that's robin's lasso. robin's shirt???? no, that's jonathan's journal decoration

stonathan with platonic jonbin is so fucking funny and i don't know why more people don't consider this

"MY BEST FRIEND IS FUCKING MY PLATONIC SOULMATE????? oh my god i let them meet is this nepotism" "robin what the fuck" "nonono let her speak"

also platonic soulmates stobin being so welcoming of jonathan my beloved <33

"you stole my best friend and my ex???" "are you actually mad" "no that's funny as fuck you should come for girls nights"

which while we're on that tangent yes jonathan is invited for girls nights yes they are the most girl there no they are not a girl you just don't understand their gender is a candy wrapper at the bottom of a garbage can okay

"I'm infiltrating the secret meetings of all genders." "yes, jonathan, sit down, let me do your nails while robin talks about girls"

jonathan is literally the best person to come to for any crush because while steve will get excited with robin and support his delulu urges jonathan will be dead serious when they say "no she likes you back you dumbass"

when they get flustered from nancy flirting with them they react the exact same, which is they freeze and slowly turn redder

the difference is jonathan goes silent while robin starts talking more to attempt to distract nancy (it doesn't work)

when they panic at the same time their brains temporarily connect so they can yell "oh god fuck oh my god what do we say fuck she's so pretty I'm too gay for this" in each others brains

robin loves her label as being a lesbian very much and he's very connected to it while jonathan could not care less to label their sexuality

"mmm I'm such a lesbian womennnnnn" "have fun with that but also fold your fucking clothes"

they both get each other out of awkward social situations when their token 'knows how to talk to people' buddy isn't there

they also tend to stick to each other when steve is out being sociable in public spaces

as much as i love the idea of steve being robin's beard, i like jonathan as his beard more

people are more intimidated by jonathan for whatever reason so they're less likely to bug them about their relationship

if you're going down the rojancy route, they're dating the same girl so they hang out a lot together anyways so it's a good cover

and if you're going down the stonathan route steve is literally always with robin they can find time to sneak in kisses

"arent you jealous your gf is always with that Harrington kid??" "I'm not even slightly worried i trust her"

robin gets really attached to will and basically becomes will's third sibling

she's also really attached to el so she's ready to bat for the byers family any day of the week

jonathan is the older sister, robin is the older brother, i dont make the rules

(i mean i literally do in this scenario but like the worms in my brain insist)

robin jumps on top of jonathan instead of "hugging"

"hugging is weak we will be commencing a five-step attack plan" "robin."

i now realize how long ive been talking I'll stfu

#rojancy #stonathan #platonic jonbin #platonic stobin #nonbinary jonathan byers #nonbinary robin buckley #ronance #jancy #virgil shut up challenge #hc anon #virgil responds

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deadboyfriendd · 2 years

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Okay since my last post about Eddie being three raccoons in a trench-coat did so well, I bring more thoughts because I don't know peace, I only know Edward.

He has a bong, that's canon, what's not covered in the show is that that bong is an absolute warcrime. No, seriously, there's so much biohazardous material floating around in the water that he hasn't changed in a hot second that it should be considered a weapon for biological warfare. I think ketamine would be safer than that thing.

He's a music snob, but not like cool hipster likes whatever and will share music snob. No, he gate-keeps shit so bad. It's his safety net. He's a "name three songs" bro. It's super annoying and you want to deck him every single time for it.

On the topic of music, I think he actually really enjoys Woody Guthrie. His acoustic guitar is a direct homage to that. I think Wayne liked it because his mom, Eddie's grandma, liked it and it just became a family thing and it reminds him of when he was young and when his grandma was alive and he at least felt like he had a little more family besides Wayne. I also wrote a Drabble about this that you can find on my Matsterlist. It's called "This Machine Slays Dragons".

He's superstitious and has a couple of weird mental mannerism. He creates little rules in his head that he's followed since he was a kid. He only walks through the right sides of double doors and only on the right side of the sidewalk. He won't step on crack. He always has to see the color of the M&M before he eats it and goes as accurately in the order of the rainbow as he can (this isn't me projecting oops).

Eddie talks to himself out loud. And he's not quiet about it. Everyone all the time is like "did you say something to me?" and he has to be like, "No just myself."

This extends into maladaptive daydreaming. He has ADHD and this is such a form of escapism for him and he's really bad at it. Like one second he's dozing off and then suddenly it's been a couple of hours. He can straight-up turn the lights out up there and let his brain run wild. It's almost a super power at this point.

He is a super messy eater. Like gross. Like get him a bib or something. Like did you actually get any of that into your mouth? I think this also has to do with the ADHD and he can't regulate his hunger when his brain gets fixated so he usually ends up starving and then overeating and he just eats so fast because he's so hungry that he doesn't care if he's getting it all over himself.

He is not a morning person. Trying to wake him up before noon means waging an all-out war, dealing with an actual temper tantrum, and then actually getting into a fight. There's no being nice and gentle and waking him up with a back scratch and a kiss because he sleeps so heavily. But when you yank the blankets off and shake him he gets so irrationally angry that he will say something hurtful and It will start a fight and he might even be mad at you for the rest of the day.

Dating Eddie means scary dog privileges. People are automatically scared of him and he's kinda mastered his front to where can can command a room. No one messes with you. You know that behind that front he's so non-confrontational and honestly not violent in the slightest but he is a protector and will go out of his way to defend you or your honor.

He is a kleptomaniac. He doesn't even mean it. It started with pens and little stuff but then it resulted in you having to remind him to put stuff down and empty his pockets because he just steals shit and can't help it. Eddie is literally a raccoon.

He also chronically doodles on everything. Himself, his notes, his notebook, you. If there's a marker present, somethings getting drawn on, He also likes to sticker-bomb everything he owns. If he had more money to spend on stickers his entire room and Wayne would be covered.

Most people think Eddie hates kids. He doesn't dislike them per se, he's actually just terrified of them. I think he's an only child with no cousins and raised by a man who had to figure out parenting on-the-fly alone. He thinks he's gonna break them or say something inappropriate and damage them for life or make them cry. Like he thinks of seventeen different scenarios in which he can go wrong with a child. However, in the case of Dustin Henderson, if there is a particularly persistent child dead-set on his friendship, he has a homie for life. Eddie would literally die for the children he pack-bonded with if they asked him to.

I literally have so many more of these because Eddie lives in the shallow crevices of my tiny pea-brain and I only ever think about him. If this does well I'll continue to share my thoughts.

#eddie munson #eddie munson headcanons #stranger things #eddie munson oneshot #eddie stranger things #stranger things s4 #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson smut #eddie x fem!reader #eddie x reader #flea writes

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remnostrum · 1 year

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some of my favorite things to see in steddie fics (or headcanons i personally have):

note: they don't all exist in the same universe

Steve being really good at one thing that nobody expects him to be good at.

Hard of hearing Steve

Eddie delving deeper into his artsy side, may it be drawing more specific portraits, doodling, painting D&D minis, or even tattooing.

Eddie having a hate boner for Steve Harrington pre-season 4, and proceeding to have a hate crush on him for the duration of Steve's time in high school.

Steve being close to Holly Wheeler because he's probably the most affectionate person in the Wheeler household every time he visits besides Karen.

In relation to the previous bullet, Steve generally being more affectionate (read: touch starved) with others because he grew up with barely any affection at all.

(not popular but something i want to see:) Eddie probably entertains some of the kids in the trailer park with stories because it's something he would've wanted as a kid.

Confident Steve flirting with Eddie, post-bisexual awakening. Additionally, Eddie being a flustered mess and not knowing what to do. Also known as, Eddie flirting up a storm and when Steve flirts back, he proceeds to stutter and trip over himself.

Eddie making time to learn about Steve's interests because Steve tries hard to learn his.

Hairdresser or Baker/Cook Steve! I think it's just neat to see him be good at something.

Eddie not being a music snob. Like, yes, he's a huge metalhead and he will always have strong opinions about what he thinks is the best, but he doesn't shun any other opinions because why should he? To each their own.

Eddie realizing that what he did to Lucas was a shitty thing when his basketball game and Hellfire Night landed on the same day and making it up to him.

Anytime Steve tries to play Dungeons & Dragons is my favorite.

Steve knowing he's bisexual long ago but never telling anyone until they find out on their own.

FAKE DATING AUs !! Also anything tagged with Idiots to Lovers.

Domestic steddie slow dancing in the kitchen, listening to love songs on the radio. Existing and not thinking too much.

Steve and Eddie getting high

Steve helping Eddie study for his finals. No, he's not as smart as Nancy Wheeler, but he tries to learn other ways for Eddie to remember what he needs to study.

Teacher Steve x Rockstar Eddie AUs are amazing. But besides the usual "I didn't know you were married to a rockstar, Mr. Harrington!" trope, I like the idea of the entire world finding out famous musician Eddie Munson bends to the will of a man who wears sweater vests to work unironically.

The fics where Steve is either a professor/teacher, a guidance counselor, or a child psychologist are all what I want in life.

Steve hanging out with Max and Dustin (specifically, but not limited to). The Party becoming overprotective of him because he's sacrificed too much for them.

STEVE AND JONATHAN FRIENDSHIP. I always see people talk about Jonathan and Eddie being weed buddies, but you guys need to see the purity of Steve and Jonathan finally being friends. I'd like to see them get over their differences and hang out unironically.

If it isn't obvious yet, I'm a sucker for any tropes that means everyone will be freaked out by Steve in any shape or form (his hobbies, his friends, etc.)

Eddie "dating" someone to make Steve jealous. (It is up to you whether or not Steve does something about it. For whump material, I like torturing myself by thinking that Steve would get jealous but doesn't do anything about it because he thinks he's not the better choice.)

FOR ANGST: any fic where Steve sacrificed too much of himself and Eddie being angry at the world yet waiting on Steve. Whether it be a coma fic or some other one where he gets a major injury, it's all good.

Time loop fics where Steve falls in love little by little but Eddie has been in love with him all throughout. Those moments where he shouldn't know that Steve is reliving the same day over and over, but with one look, Eddie can notice how different he still is despite wearing the same clothes as before.

And lastly, Steve obsessing over one specific detail about Eddie. (His lips, how he plays with his hair, his rings, maybe even something nsfw lmao, etc.) With how affectionate and clingy he really is as a boyfriend, I can only imagine he's the type of guy who latches onto one specific thing that he thinks is extremely cute (or a turn on) and can't get it out of his mind. Whenever he does something about it, Eddie is confused but lets him. It's like they have their own telepathic communication that understands what the other wants.

I'll probably add more to this list to keep track. But here's some of the things I absolutely love to see in steddie fics. Some of them are personal ideas and headcanons. I'm a sucker for self-sacrifice.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie fic #i will do a recs list next i swear #i think it's long overdue #what do you guys wanna see from it specifically if ever tho #either way have my fave tropes i love them sm

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thestobingirlie · 1 year

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the only more widespread hc about steve's taste in music that i like and think actually suits what we've seen of his music taste is that he loves bruce springsteen. i am heavily biased in this tho bc i love bruce springsteen; also 100% fitting that eddie and jonathan would be uppity and superior about not liking springsteen bc my mom was in that kinda scene at the time and she said they were all like that only to realize later that springsteen is great. but really i think he'd love bruce springsteen generally and that "my father's house" would make steve feel mentally unstable.

yes!!!! yes. a million times yes. i know steve loves bruce springsteen, he told me so himself.

and yeah. i do see eddie and jonathan being music snobs, because they just so are. i think steve could work on them though.

i also think that dustin and robin like springsteen because steve forces them both to listen to it in the car. (and lucas, but i think steve gives him lifts less often, so he’s not as exposed. max is, sadly, going though her emo phase. but she’ll like him later in life)

#steve harrington #eddie munson #jonathan byers #dustin henderson #robin buckley #max mayfield #stranger things #asks #anon

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novacorpsrecruit · 1 year

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Eddie is a music snob. It was one of the first things that the party learned about him when he took them under his wing.

“Weird Al?” Eddie had said as he took Dustin and lead him and the two other boys to their table. “That’s very … brave of you.”

Dustin took it as a compliment that day. Later, he found out that Eddie was making fun of him, but Gareth promised he does it to everyone.

And sure enough he did.

“It’s not music, Wheeler,” Eddie sneered. “Twisted Sister is glam metal. Hardly the same thing. It’s an insult.”

“Ramones, Sinclair?” Eddie put a hand over his heart, acting like Lucas had wounded him. “I thought I taught you better.”

“Jeff for the love of god, turn off the disco! It’s 1986! Get with the times!”

“Gareth I’m going to have to be three drinks in to listen to Mötley Crüe, and maybe at least five to play them at the Hideout. Either start buying my drinks or drop the subject.”

So the day that Eddie’s van broke down and Steve offered to drive them all home, the boys itched, knowing that Eddie was going to tear into Steve’s music. Steve listens to the top 40. He has ABBA and Beach Boys tapes in the console. They knew as soon as Steve turned up the music, Eddie was going to dig into him, and they know Steve was going to bitch back. And any sight of friendship between the two will be extinguished and Mike, Dustin and Lucas will be children of divorced dads. Passed back and forth with snide comments and back talking on the way to their destination.

So when Steve turns the engine and turns the volume up on the radio, the boys tensed in the back seat —

For nothing to happen.

Billy Joel’s Glass Houses came through the speakers with the sound of glass shattering. Dustin thought it was ironic, as if Billy Joel was breaking the thin glass that kept Eddie from being an absolute douche — except Eddie kept his cool.

He leaned back in his seat and hummed.

Mike, Dustin and Lucas shared a look.

“Who is this, Stevie?” Eddie asked.

“Billy Joel,” Steve said between lyrics.

“Billy Joel,” Eddie sang. “Like Uptown Girl, Billy Joel?”

“Same man,” Steve confirmed.

Eddie opened his mouth, words forming on his tongue when Dustin interrupted.

“I think im gonna change classes,” he nearly shouted. Eddie turned around in his seat to glare at Dustin.

“What?” Eddie snapped. “We in the middle of a campaign. You had your chance weeks ago.”

“Yeah but I think our party is off balanced,” Dustin said. He looked over at Mike and Lucas who supplemented soft, ‘yeah’s in agreement. “I think I should be playing —“ he looked over at Lucas for help, none was provided. “A monk.”

“You —“ Eddie let out a deep belly laugh. “You want to be a Monk? Henderson — you’re shitting me.”

“Nope,” Dustin deadpanned. “I want to be a Monk.”

The only thing that stopped Eddie from fully climbing in the back seat was the seatbelt that Steve made him wear. Eddie went off on a rant on how a Monk doesn’t fit Dustin nor his character’s personalities, followed by “you can’t just decide mid campaign to switch classes. You can’t one day wake up and decide to switch personalities! It’s gradual! And doesn’t make sense for your character!”

It was a long rant, but at least it kept Eddie from digging into Steve’s music taste.

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The next time Steve’s music taste is brought up, they were in Steve’s backyard. Steve told the freshman that if they had passing grades, he would throw them a pool party. It also doubled as Eddie’s belated graduation party. Dustin was the first freshman to arrive. His mom followed him in, saying her pleasantries to Steve and Wayne on the deck. Wayne grilling lunch while Steve was setting up a boombox.

Dustin sat on the edge of the pool when something ran by him, jumping in the water.

“Shit!” Dustin said, leaning back from the splash.

Eddie laughed. “You afraid of water, Henderson?”

It was something else to see Eddie happy, carefree, alive. The scar on his jaw made his smile slightly crooked. Dustin sometimes still has memories of Eddie covered in blood, struggling to breathe. But here he was, alive and happy in Steve Harrington’s pool.

Dustin’s mom wished them goodbye and Steve went back to setting up the boombox. Dustin’s heart stopped when he heard Beach Boys’ Surfin’ USA through the speakers.

“Steve!” Eddie called. “Steve!”

Crap.

Eddie was going to stir shit with Steve.

“Stevie—!”

Dustin leaped at Eddie, pulling him underwater. Eddie stood up, moving his hair out of his face. He was pissed. Dustin regretted jumping in after him. Honestly? After all the trauma they have with the upside down, that was probably the worst thing he could’ve done to any one of them. He opened his mouth, an apology on his lips.

Eddie grabbed Dustin in his arms and pulled him under water. It wasn’t until they resurfaced that he realized he was still in Eddie’s arms, almost held like a baby.

“What the hell, Eddie!” Dustin spat. He could hear Steve laugh.

“You ever heard of the color game?” Eddie grinned.

“No,” Dustin said. “Don’t you drop me.”

“I won’t drop you,” Eddie said. “Guess what color I’m thinking of.”

“I don’t know,” Dustin huffed. “Red —“

Eddie dunked Dustin.

“What the hell!”

“Wrong,” Eddie laughed. “Try again.”

They cycled through several colors until Dustin gave up. The color was emerald, which Dustin argued is a gem not a color. It wasn’t until later that Dustin realized the music had changed, and Ozzy played throughout the speakers. Someone else must have told him to change the music.

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Mike accompanied his mom and Holly to the Family Video. She told him he could get a horror movie in exchange for babysitting Holly on Friday night, but only if she was present when he picked it out. And lucky for Mike, Eddie was working today. He could help Mike find the best horror movie and convince his mom that he could watch it.

Eddie was stocking the movies, humming along to the stores radio.

“Eddie, I need a recommendation,” Mike said.

“Of what kind, Wheeler,” Eddie snorted. “You have to be more specific.”

“Horror movie — were you humming along to Bruce Springsteen?” Mike wrinkled his nose.

“Gremlins,” Eddie supplied the first answer, but not the second.

“No, my mom is here I can get a rated R — why were you humming along Springsteen?” Mike asked.

“The Evil Dead,” Eddie said, taking it off the shelf and shoving it against Mike’s chest. “It will knock your socks off. You’ll be scared shitless for at least a week.”

“You told Lucas last year that Bruce Springsteen was an industry plant that sings about the American struggle while playing on guitars that cost hundreds of dollars,” Mike said. “You said he can’t hold a note to save his life and sounds drunk when he sings. You hate Springsteen.”

“Well things change, Wheeler,” Eddie snapped. “Sometimes you think someone being rich and popular means they don’t struggle, but then you learn about them and you understand the have hardships and struggles. People change.” Eddie cleared his throat, his tone gentler. “Uh, read an article in the Rolling Stone. Seems like an alright guy. Go check out with your mom.”

Eddie gestured over to his mom and Holly at the service desk, waiting on Mike to pick out a movie. Steve scanned the tapes, picking up Mike’s copy of the Evil Dead and snorted. “As if Wheeler. Go get Gremlins.”

Mike groaned as Steve put the copy of the Evil Dead behind the counter.

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Lucas and Steve were at the park playing basketball. Steve brought the boombox from Eddie’s graduation party to the park for them to listen as they practiced. Lucas was pretty sure this was the same tape in it as the party, because Dustin mentioned Steve playing The Beach Boys before everyone showing up and how he had to interviene before Eddie talked shit.

After a couple of rounds, they stopped to take a water break. And that’s when it hit Lucas. This wasn’t a Beach Boys’ album. It was a mixtape.

Lucas recognized this song. It took him a second but that voice was almost unforgettable.

“Steve? Is this Ozzy Osbourne?”

“Uh, yeah,” Steve nodded his head. “Yeah, it is.”

“You listen to Ozzy?” Lucas asked. “Since when?”

Steve squatted down to stretch, moving his weight from side to side. “I don’t know, this year I guess. Why?”

“He just — doesn’t seem like your type.”

“My type?” Steve said, standing up, almost tense. “What do you mean?”

“I mean — you had Beach Boys at the start of this tape and it goes to Ozzy?” Lucas said, arms extended like a big show of how different the two music genres are. “It’s a big difference. Practically complete opposites!”

“Yeah,” Steve said with a snort. “Sometimes opposites attract. You can have a wide taste of music, you know.”

“Not according to Eddie,” Lucas said. “He’s practically a music critic. Talks shit on everyone’s music.”

“Does he?” Steve said, eyebrow raised.

“Yeah,” Lucas said. “I’m surprised he hasn’t done it to you yet.”

“Maybe my music is good music,” Steve suggested. “And your’s suck. Check the ball, Sinclair.”

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“Eddie?” Steve called, as he slowly entered the trailer with a box of pizza and a sack of movies. “You up? Dressed?”

“Hey, Stevie!” Eddie called from the opposite end of the home. He opened up his bedroom door, wearing boxers and pulling a shirt over his wet hair. Music blasting from his bedroom stereo. “Sorry. I didn’t hear you knock. I just got out of the shower.”

“No worries,” Steve said, setting the pizza on the kitchen counter. He pulled the movies out from the bag, setting the Evil Dead on top of the stack. “I got us pizza for the movie night.”

“Aren’t you the sweetest?” Eddie said, wrapping his arms around Steve’s waist and pulling him in for a gentle kiss.

Steve hummed, catching the tune of the song. He broke out into a grin. “Al Green?”

“The one and only,” Eddie grinned. “I made another mixtape. One for your house, one for mine.”

“I hear you’re something of a music critic,” Steve laughed, leaning his head on Eddie’s shoulder. They started to sway to the music. “Surprised you don’t complain about listening to my music.”

“That’s because I love — your taste in music,” Eddie corrected himself a little too fast. “It — uh — reminds me of you. When you’re not here. If you love it, I love it too.”

“I love you, too, Eddie,” Steve said, leaning in to catch Eddie’s lips with his own in a gentle kiss. “Music taste and all.”

Oh baby

Let's, let's stay together

Lovin' you whether, whether

Times are good or bad, happy or sad

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie fic #steddie ficlet #stranger things #Steve’s favorite genre of music is anything with a good vibe #if it fits his mood he will listen to it #//myfic

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bisexual-cryptid · 2 years

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everyone saying eddie is a music snob, i have to respectfully disagree. i think metal is his favorite genre, but i think he also probably likes rock music as it is the base of metal music. like we wouldn’t have metal if rock hadn’t come before it.

that being said i also STRONGLY believe that eddie munson fucking HATED the beatles.

#stranger things #st4 #eddie munson #no hate against anyone who likes the beatles. i like a few of their songs but overall i kinda just hate how worshiped they are #like don’t get me wrong they were hugely formative in music and they have some bangers but i think people idolize them too much #almost every person who i’ve met that says they are a beatles fan IS a music snob. they will say you’re uncultured if you haven’t listened #to every song by the beatles

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sherifftillman · 1 year

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Wavelengths || Stranger Things Rarepair Week: Day 2

Pairing: Jonathan Byers x Eddie Munson (Joneddie)

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 1.5k

A/N: Day 2 of @st-rarepair-week!! Inspired by the Wavelengths DLC for Life is Strange: True Colors 😌

also on ao3!

Eddie stares down the blue eyes that look back up at him from beneath the counter. He gently lowers his arm and starts rubbing his thumb up and down his fingers, making little kissing noises with his lips. “C’mon, Smeagol, don’t be shy… It’s just your ol’ pal, Eddie… You like me, right? I put your food out and buy all those toys… C’mon, buddy, just come say hi…”

The off-white coloured cat stretches its paws out towards Eddie, who watches with bated breath. It almost makes a full motion towards him… And then shoots off in the other direction entirely when it hears the sound of the door bell ringing. Eddie would be upset about it, if it weren’t his most favoured co-worker.

Instead he tuts, shaking his head, “Damnit, Byers, I was this close to having little Smeag in my arms.”

“Right. The cat. That definitely exists,” Jonathan smirks.

“It does! Just because you’ve never seen it,” Eddie mutters, leaning down sideways in the run-down office chair he keeps behind the checkout counter of Hawk Records, practically hanging himself upside-down to look for the cat underneath the counter.

Jonathan laughs softly, shaking his head. “Got anything new for me?” Eddie shoots back upright with a wicked grin and mischief in his eyes. Jonathan’s eyes widen in fear as he quickly adds, “Nothing insane, though! I want people to be able to blast music on their terms,” he emphasises, “without having music that thumps so hard it constantly makes you want to go to the bathroom. Especially not on radio.”

“Got it, got it,” Eddie drawls dramatically as he rolls his eyes. “Less Slayer, more Sonic Youth. Let me see what we’ve got.” He throws his hands down on the arms of the chair so that his rings click against it, and pushes himself out of the chair to saunter over to New Releases. “Actually think we got some new Sonic Youth in, you heard that yet?” Eddie asks as his thumb runs over all the vinyl sleeves, and Jonathan shakes his head. “’S not bad. Your listeners will like it. And we’ve got that Violent Femmes album coming in next month.”

“For real?” Jonathan asks, his face lighting up. Eddie’s heart skips a beat as he nods.

“Got the confirmation of what’s coming in next with this week’s shipment,” he jerks his head over to the back office as he hands Jonathan a record and makes his way back to his seat.

“Are we allowed to - y’know, to put ourselves on the hold list already?" Jonathan mutters, despite he and Eddie being the only two in the store.

"Can I? Yes," Eddie grins as he throws himself back into his favourite chair. "Will I?" He hisses through his teeth and glances over, laughing at Jonathan's deadpan. Throwing his legs up to cross his ankles on top of the counter, Eddie waggles his eyebrows at his co-worker, "Sure, but to get on the hold list, I need your number."

Jonathan's eyes narrow. "Why would you need that? I'm literally here five days a week."

Eddie throws his head back to hang across the top of the chair as he kicks off to swivel it around, the squeaks of the chair hiding his groan of frustration. He's so sure Jonathan is into him. He just never seems to know when he's being flirted with. He watches Jonathan head into the soundproofed room in which he hosts Hawkins' local radio station from longingly.

Steve and Robin had spotted Eddie's crush on Jonathan the day he walked in to ask for a job. While Eddie was never especially a snob when it came to music, he seemed to especially enjoy pressing Jonathan's buttons. Eddie never especially came out to anyone, so it was tough to tell at first whether his flirting was genuine or not. But the hopeless romantic that Steve and Robin are, they could spot the lingering looks a mile off.

Eddie had made them promise they would never hound Jonathan about it, for fear of scaring him off, or making the store an awkward place to work. But they never promised him they would keep any third parties out of it.

The two best friends enter the record store and quickly preoccupy Eddie while Nancy Wheeler, practically sister-adjacent to Jonathan through their respective brothers, sneaks past to try and get Jonathan’s attention between him playing songs.

Jonathan notices her waving at the window and pulls his headphones off to jog over to the door. “Hi!” he greets in a loud whisper. “What’s up, is Will okay?”

“What? Oh! Yeah, I guess? I dunno, I don’t talk to Mike,” Nancy waves him off as she shakes her head and Jonathan laughs quietly. “I was just checking in, haven’t seen you in a minute. How’s the love life going?”

Jonathan’s brow furrows. “Why do you ask?”

“I dunno,” Nancy shrugs, “I just… Haven’t really seen you with anyone recently.”

“Or ever. Why so worried now?” he asks slowly.

“Just… I dunno. I want you to be happy, is all,” she rocks from side to side, looking up at him hopefully. “Any crushes you wanna gush about, at the very least?”

Jonathan may have suddenly tried to distract her by stammering something about getting back to the mic, but his occasional glances over at Eddie tell Nancy everything. She flounces back over to Steve and Robin, prompting a, “Wheeler? When did you get here?” from Eddie, but she simply bounces her eyebrows up and down at Robin and holding her shoulders until Robin gets the non-verbal message, running out the door with her. Steve simply frowns, shrugs and trudges along behind them, leaving Eddie to watch them through the window as he flicks the radio on to listen to Jonathan’s show.

Jonathan’s bobbing his head along to Death Valley ’69 when the switchboard starts to ring. He turns it down to fade it out, saying into the mic, “Aaaand that was our latest from Sonic Youth! Be sure to call into Hawk Records and tell me if you liked it. Speaking of calls, I’ve got one coming in right now, you’re on Hawkeye Radio, what can I do you for?” he asks as he clicks ‘accept call’.

“Uhh, hi, is this the radio station that predicts things for you?” The voice coming through sounds strangely familiar.

“It sure is! Let the D20 of fate, blessed by none other than the great wizard Will the Wise, be your guide into destiny,” Jonathan’s voice wavers as he speaks. From out in the store, Eddie chuckles under his breath.

“Great. So, I have these friends, one of them is my best friend. And, they’re both completely into each other, but I can’t get either one of them to talk about it. What does the future hold for them?” Eddie sits bolt upright, eyes wide, as he looks outside where Steve and Robin are stood crowding around Nancy who’s on the payphone right outside the store.

Jonathan laughs nervously. “Uhh, I don’t - ha, I - Nanc- uh, caller, how sure are you that both parties are interested?”

“100%. So what does the dice say, are those kids gonna finally see sense?”

“Just a minute,” Jonathan picks up the 20-sided die that his brother had given him on his first day as a good luck charm, that had prompted the idea for a call-in segment that made Jonathan feel comfortable enough to engage with listeners. He throws it back down onto the table and the sight in front of him makes his mouth go dry.

“You still there?” Nancy’s voice asks through his headphones. “What was the roll?” Eddie leans forward, listening intently to his radio.

“N-nat 20,” Jonathan finally stutters out. Gleefully, Eddie jumps out of his seat and runs towards the radio booth, soon followed by the other three who see it happen through the window.

Eddie wrenches the door to the booth open, reaching over to rest a hand on Jonathan’s shoulder and pull him round until they’re face-to-face. Eddie leans in to kiss Jonathan, pressing him against the console until he ends up accidentally setting off a bunch of sound effects.

Breaking away with a breathy laugh, Jonathan blindly reaches for the mic to pull it over to where he’s stood, his eyes not leaving Eddie’s. “Uh, yeah. I think that nat 20 did the job. Thank you for calling. Here’s, uh… ’nother song,” Jonathan reaches to the console of the record player that broadcasts onto the station, hits the mute button on the mic and pushes it away before grabbing Eddie’s face and pulling him in for another kiss, grinning against his lips the whole time. Both of them are completely unaware of their three friends watching them adoringly through the soundproof glass.

Perhaps the other listeners understood what was happening, too, since nobody else calls for the rest of the day. Steve and Robin take it upon themselves to help out on the shop floor of the record store, since Eddie ends up being preoccupied in the booth for most of the day.

#joneddie #jonathan x eddie #eddie x jonathan #jonathan byers x eddie munson #eddie munson x jonathan byers #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fic #strarepairweek23 #*myfics

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eddiewakeupchrissylikesthis · 1 year

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Headcannon where Eddie is not a music snob. He loves metal, sure… but he also jams out to ‘embarrassing’ pop hits or sweats it out to some oldies. I don’t know if this is the 30 year old coming out in me or what… but I can totally see Eddie rocking out to some ridiculousness unapologetically & just being like “what? that’s a bop!” He just likes music, k? There is no such thing as embarrassing as far as music goes. All music is good music. That’s a person putting their soul out there… bitch.

#hellcheer #not necessarily Hellcheer #but like Chrissy is super sheltered with music and Eddie is just like ‘all music is good music #also Hellcheer is my tribe #everyone else scares me #don’t come at me if you don’t like Hellcheer #I’m a 30 year old mom #I legit do not care

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Some fun facts about my husband, who I've said looks/acts a lot like a Christian version of Eddie, since I've gotten light, mild, positive feedback on the subject (hopefully he won't mind; he thinks it's funny when I compare him to Eddie):

He once jumped on top of a picnic table and yelled aggressively at the top of his lungs down at me (before we were dating, in the friends-who-flirt stage) that regular Oreos are better than Double-Stuffed, and that the idea that we needed more than the original cookie was "mindless capitalist propaganda" somehow.

He has a white, old 90's T-shirt with Metallica's ...And Justice For All album cover on it. I wear it a lot.

When we weren't dating and were still feeling each other out romantically, I sat at a picnic table reading and he interrupted me. During the course of this conversation, he mimed being shot by an arrow and flung himself backward off of the picnic table bench. No, I'm not exaggerating or making that up. It's what made me like Eddie immediately as a character. When he, too, launched himself off a picnic table to make a girl laugh. Husband has also punched a tree before, and does things like absent-mindedly punching a tree often.

He wears red flannels (yes, like the picture of Eddie's possible costume changes) primarily, but does own a denim jacket and likes to wear it with the collar popped for some reason.

My family back home refers to Eddie Munson as 80's [Insert Husband's Name Here].

He's 6'3 and I am 5'2.

He is a self-proclaimed music snob, felt it "in his soul" when Eddie shouted THIS IS MUSIC, and never lets me control the radio on road trips because his music is superior. He will, however, belt Disney music with me.

He was diagnosed as a kid with ADHD and used to take medication for it. He agrees with the headcanon that Eddie has it too. He plays with his wedding ring and my wedding ring, chews the straw in every drink you give him, habitually forgets where he leaves things (keeps his personal effects in the pockets of whatever jeans he's wearing at all times for this reason, even overnight), and bounces his leg constantly. CONSTANTLY.

He makes huge gestures with his hands and arms at all times. No matter what he's talking about. He also uses props when trying to explain his points or describe something in a story he's telling. On our first official date he pulled the salt and pepper shakers off the table and used his enchilada to explain the terrain on a road trip he'd taken.

He shouts all the time. Especially when he's happy. He never gets angry, but if he gets slightly frazzled or frustrated, he talks through his teeth briefly.

He, like Eddie, has big huge brown eyes, slightly-past-shoulder-length brown curly hair he's very proud of, and big hands and feet as opposed to thinner legs and arms.

Has been planning to get several tattoos all along his arms, but his parents literally have a longstanding joke-deal with him they made in high school, where every week of his life that he doesn't get a tattoo, they pay him $50. He's going to get them (most of them are in Greek) by the end of the year, he assures me.

And finally, he makes an incredible Dungeon Master. He acts everything out, does lots of different voices, offers advice and maps out characters and campaigns feverishly in his head during free time. Carries his dice and character sheets in a thrifted tortilla box. Might seem weird to some people that I'm sharing this info, but I really like talking about my husband (any time, all the time), and I also add some of his mannerisms to Eddie when I'm writing him, so readers of mine might find this fun.

#also this is just one of many lists I've written even just for me about the things that fascinate/delight me in my man #so #doverstar's thoughts #eddie munson #eddissy #hellcheer #tagging that because I do ship it and I write for it and yeah #chreddie #munningham #stranger things #text post

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munsontm · 1 year

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Unknown to most people, usually because Eddie doesn’t really advertise it outside of his uncle and his bandmates. Eddie is a music virtuoso and a multi-instrumentalist. meaning, that not only is he a highly skilled music performer. he can play multiple instruments to an exceptional level if he puts his mind to it. but---he “wastes” it all on being in a metal band, hehe. eddie could be a concert pianist of violin player or he could be a grade A popstar. but those things don’t appeal to him, obviously.

his parents never acknowledged that eddie had musical potential. not even when they took him to the local dive bar with them where he’d sit in the corner and teach himself to play the old piano with little to no assistance apart from the old bartender who felt sorry for eddie with his deadbeat parents. it’s wayne who catches eddie playing the old acoustic guitar of his not long after he moved in with wayne. eddie swore he’d never played a guitar before, but he quickly picked up the chords by sound alone which kinda floored his uncle. when wayne asked eddie how he did it, eddie just shrugged, said he just fucked around til things sounded right, which is what he does with all instruments. there doesn’t appear to be method to how he does things, but clearly there is plenty going on in that big haired head of his, and he doesn’t often share it with others. while eddie’s primary instrument is the electric guitar (lead) he can also play the acoustic guitar (rhythm), piano, bass, drums, violin and the harmonica (he was bored), exceptionally well. Wayne wanted to send him to a music school on a scholarship, but Eddie refused because he didn't want to leave his band and friends or Wayne as well as be stuck in a place full of judgey rich kids.

but eddie isn’t just exceptionally talented at playing instruments and learning technique etc. he’s an exceptional when it comes to his instrumental and stage performances too! think freddie mercury or david bowie. he can deliver both the raw technical prowess as well as the raw emotion and substance that it takes to be a truly great musician, and that’s actually a tough thing to balance. but eddie was born to be a musician. not to be super corny, but the music really is just inside of him so to speak. once he and the boys get big. they’ll blow the socks off the metal scene, and where the genre was beginning to waver once CC got on to the scene, they will revive the genre singlehandedly, and inspire a new wave of horror metal-like bands.

the drawback of being a musical genius---is that eddie can come off as being a snob at times. things which both wayne and his cc boys have to remind him about. eddie can sit a criticise a piece of bad music for hours while in the presence of someone who LOVES that song, and not realise he’s being a complete bitch. he’s just speaking technical truths. and there are often times where he openly criticises music he doesn’t like. alas, that’s just part of him. it’s part of all of us really.

#yeah i'm making him overpowered #what of it??!!!#i think it's neat uwu #𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 : 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍? 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 🎸

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empress-of-snark · 1 year

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Idk if someone has already suggested TOW The Joke, but suggestion: Eddie Steve and Jon talk about who of the guys they would date, Eddie answers Jonathan and Steve gets SUPER offended. But unlike the episode Eddie’s reason isn’t bc Jon is a pushover, it’s bc of his music taste or bc he’s more sensitive or something. Also maybe Jonathan and Eddie think Steve’s reaction is hilarious so they pretend to flirt around him for a few days. 😂

Anon your MIND

Steve is extra hurt because since Eddie’s bi, the question isn’t as hypothetical as it would be if he were straight. He actually does date men, and while Steve doesn’t, he’s offended at the idea that Eddie would go for Jonathan over him.

(sorry bisexual Steve truthers, you’re so valid but Eddie and Robin are the only same-sex-attracted ones in my fic)

I know the fandom (Hellcheer shippers in particular) loves to joke that Eddie’s type is preppy jocks, and it is hilarious, but I feel like Eddie/Jonathan has potential. While they’re on the opposite ends of the spectrum personality-wise (extrovert vs. introvert), they’re both nonconformists who don’t get along with the popular crowd, they’re both music snobs, they both smoke weed, and Jonathan literally has a line in season two where he calls himself a freak (“Being a freak is the best. I’m a freak.”)

He would also 100% go along with all of Eddie’s over-the-top fake flirting because 1. he’s completely secure in his heterosexuality and 2. it’s really fun to piss Steve off

Eddie, passing Jonathan and swatting his ass: Lookin’ good, Byers.

Jonathan, monotoned and without looking up from what he’s doing: Babe, please. We’re in public.

Steve, across the room: I hate you both!!

I’m obsessed with this idea and may or may not but definitely will make room for it in the fic somewhere. Anon, I am kissing you on the mouth

#the girls pose the same question to robin who answers ‘chrissy’ with no hesitation #nancy’s not even mad #she’s just like ‘yeah okay. that makes sense’#asks #personal #stranger things #friends #like I’ve been there before

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Hello darling,

If it's okay, I would like a ship from Disney Descendants and Stranger Things🌻🌷🌿

My pronouns are she/her and I'm pansexual

Physical appearance:

I'm around 5'5, curvy, I have pale skin, grey eyes, shaggy hair cut and brown hair with ash blonde roots (I like the reverse ombre look) - I do my hair myself. I'm covered in tattoos and have 15 piercings in my ears and five on my nose.

Personality:

INFJ, Gryffindor, Chaotic Good. I'm introverted, I don't like big crowds, and have hella social anxiety. I like to spend time by myself, but I do love being around my family. I'm very self-aware, I like to think of myself as humorous, and I get real joy out of making people smile. I'm responsible, cheeky, and VERY open-minded.

Oh and I'm a witch, I feel like that's a very important part of personality and beliefs!

Likes:

Crystals, witchcraft, art, fantasy books, the colour pink, sunsets, rainbows, and going to Sephora to try all the hair products and smell the perfumes. Oh and I LOVE glitter, every time I see my lil cousin I always have some to put on her eyes!

Dislikes:

Snobs, close-minded/traditional people, injustice - I've had many arguments, and if I see something, I say something. Sudden loud noises, bad smells and being around things that are dirty.

Hobbies:

Reading (I collect books as well, I have half a wall stacked at the moment), writing (I want to be a published author), I love listening to music, watching tv/movies

Thank you!

Thanks Beth for the question you sounded so pretty!

For your Disney Descendants ship I saw you with...

PRINCE BEN!

He will very accepting of your witchcraft abilities because he is very open-minded.

Both of you will like to relax in the fire with a book in your head and cuddling next to each other.

Ben will make sure that you won't be very afraid of social events and make you feel nice and safe.

Have you seen his type?! He will adore your unique look as that's he noticed about you at first.

He would love the idea of seeing glitter in his office because it reminds him of you.

Gryffindor x Hufflepuff softies!

ENFJ x INFJ lovebirds!

For your Stranger Things ship I saw you with...

EDDIE MUNSON!

He would love your look so much and the fact that you are a witch!! He is heads with heels in love!

He is extroverted enough to talk to people for you and also he would be so sweet and soft to you and accept your powers as a witch!

He would definitely listen to music for you and also you would find his music so amazing to hear the two of you would pretend you were performing a concert together.

He would definitely thought that you were adorable when you smell the perfumes when you were shopping but he would also love the fact you don't judge him like the others do at Hawkins High.

Gryffindor x Gryffindor chaotic good duo!

ENFP x INFJ misunderstood sweethearts!

#ben florian matchup #eddie munson matchup #match up #descendants match up #stranger things matchups

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