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luvr-bunnyy · 2 years

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EDDIE MUNSON x fem!READER

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WARNINGS: mentions of abuse/abusive parents, one explicit slap, mentions of toxic hispanic culture

[a/n: alright here’s the first track for eddie munson, the reader is HISPANIC just so there’s no confusion, be kind, even though i can speak spanish fluently…my spanish grammar isn’t the best and PLEASE if you or anyone you know are being abused by parents/guardians please seek out help!! -yours truly, bunnyy]

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Eddie: 7yrs (Y/n): 6yrs

You were riding your bike to the sound of "It's No Big Deal"

A 7 year old Eddie was sat on the top step of the trailer stairs, huffing somberly. His dad was inside talking to his uncle Wayne. He tried to block out the sound of their shouting but it was hard, especially when Wayne was furious that his brother was such a deadbeat that he couldn’t care less about his own son. He was on the verge of tears when he heard an unfamiliar shout.

“Momma! Momma look!” A little girl that seemed his age came from around the corner of the trailer across the way. She was riding a bike, a little wobbly but she was doing it. Glee clearly evident on her face.

“Momma!” As she shouted, the trailer door slammed open.

“(Y/n)! Stop all that shouting!” An angry looking lady stomped out.

“But Momma, look! I’m riding all by myself.”

Eddie watched as this lady, who was evidently your mother, rolled her eyes and returned into the confines of the trailer.

At the sound of the door slamming shut, you lost your balance and fell with a yelp. A small “Oof!” left your lips as a small bit of dust rose from the ground. Eddie’s eyes widened as a gasp left his lips but before he could even think about getting up to help you, you got up and brushed off your overalls. Chin wobbling as tears threatened to fall, huffing in frustration.

And you're trying to lift off the ground on those old two wheels

Noticing that you weren’t alone, you turned to the boy with buzzed hair. In turn, Eddie’s cheeks burned and he quickly looked away.

Taking a deep, steadying breath, you nodded in determination and walked over to him.

The sound of dirt and rocks crunching underneath your sneakers made Eddie’s heart race. He wanted to avoid any confrontation and run but he didn’t know the area and didn’t want to get lost.

“Are you new here?” Face hot and flushed, he turned to her and nodded. Noting how your face lit up.

“Really? Awesome!” You grinned. “There aren’t a lot of kids here.” You stuck your hand out. “I’m (Y/n). What’s your name?”

Hesitantly, he reached out and slotted his trembling hand against yours.

“I’m E-Eddie.”

“Do you want to be friends?”

“Y-yeah. Sure.”

Eddie: 13yrs (Y/n): 12yrs

It was the summer before school started back up and Wayne had just bought Eddie a guitar. He was through the roof and was ecstatic. He ran out of the trailer, heart racing, lips in a permanent smile. That was until he caught sight of you in the kitchen window. Frown pulling the ends of your lips down, eyebrows furrowed.

Nothing about the way that you were treated ever seemed especially alarming 'til now

“Why can’t you do the dishes like I asked, (Y/n)!” Your mom shouted.

“I was going to do them mom.”

“¡Pero te dije hace una hora, y todavía no lo haces!” (but I told you an hour ago and you still haven’t done them!)

“But-”

Eddie’s breath caught in his throat as your mother slapped you.

“¡Quiero que hagas las cosas en el momento que te lo digo! ¿Entendido?” (I want you to do what I tell you immediately when I tell you. Understood?)

You opened your mouth but struggled to speak with the lump in your throat, so you resorted to a nod. Eddie flinched when your mother raised her hand once more.

“¡Te pregunte algo! ¿Entiendes o no?” (I asked you a question! Do you understand?)

“Yes! Yes, mom. I’m sorry.”

“Okay, no grites cuando estoy tan cerca. ¡Hazlo, pero ya!” (Don’t yell when I’m right in front of you. Go do it, now!)

So you tie up your hair and you smile like it's no big deal

Once your mother was out of sight, your shoulders trembled as a few tears slipped down your cheeks. You only allowed yourself a few seconds to feel frustrated and hurt before you hastily wiped your tears, collecting all your hair and putting it in a quick ponytail.

Turning to the sink, you gripped the edge before taking a deep breath and looking out the window, eyes widening at the sight of Eddie. Shame and embarrassment knotting in your stomach but he’d never know it.

You can let it go

Confusion filled his entire being as you flashed him a picture perfect smile and sent him a brief wave before finally starting your task of washing the dishes.

He’d have to show off his new guitar another time.

Eddie: 13yrs (Y/n): 12yrs

“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, our dear (Y/n)! Happy birthday to you!” You grinned as Wayne and Eddie sang, slightly out of tune, as you sat in front of a lopsided birthday cake. Candles bright and enchanting.

You can throw a party full of everyone you know

“Come on! Come on! Make a wish!” Eddie shouted, an almost maniacal smile parting his lips.

Fondly shaking your head, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath before opening them and blowing out the candles.

“Atta girl.” Wayne smiled, ruffling the hair on your head. “Now open your present.” He handed you a pink sparkly gift bag.

“You got me a present?” Your eyes were wide with awe as you carefully took the bag. Placing it down on the counter, you carefully pulled out the tissue paper and peered inside, a gasp leaving your lips. You eagerly reached in, pulling the object out.

‘D&D PLAYER GUIDE AND HANDBOOK’ was printed on the cover in big red bold letters. You unabashedly grinned, pulling the second object from the gift bag. It was a small velvet pouch that clacked when you shook it. Tugging it open and pouring some of the contents in your hand, a pair of dice fell into your palm.

Next thing you knew, Eddie had a grip on your wrist and was pulling you off to his room

Chuckling, Wayne shook his head and started to pull the extinguished candles from their places on your cake, looking up when the sound of Eddie’s door opening had reached his ears. You rushed over to him and basically threw your body against his, arms wrapping around his middle.

“Thank you.” Your words were muffled but he heard them. Wrapping his arms around you, he cradled the back of your head with one of his hands. At the feeling of a dampness seeping against his shirt and your hands clutching the back of his flannel, he held you tighter.

And not invite your family, 'cause they never showed you love

He knew about what was happening at home.

It was hard not to when you had come over multiple times with a new bruise or injury. It was worse now that your mom was gone. Your dad was seemingly worse than she was. So, without a positive father figure in your life, Wayne immediately filled that role with ease.

He waited. He knew you needed this, so he was content with holding you until you were ready.

When you did let go, he smiled.

“Anytime, sweetheart.”

A few hours later, you and Eddie were still reading through your handbooks and making your own characters when someone started to pound against the trailer door.

You tensed when you heard a familiar, slurred voice join Wayne’s in the living.

“You’re not her father, Wayne! I can do whatever I damn well please!”

“Look man, you’re drunk. I ain’t sending her home with you!” Wayne rarely ever shouted.

“You don’t have to do shit, I’ll drag her home myself.”

“Don’t even think about it.”

“Get your damn hands off me!” Quickly getting up off the floor, you ran out into the living. You didn’t want to be the reason Wayne got wailed on by your dad.

“Dad, stop!”

“(Y/n), sweetheart, go back to the room with Eddie.” Wayne stood between you and your father.

“No, no it’s okay. It’s getting late, Mr.Munson. I don’t want to be a bother.”

“See man.” Your father smirked. “She wants to come home.” He pushed past Wayne and gripped your bicep.

“Ow, ow dad, stop! You’re hurting me!”

Eddie watched from the hallway as your father held a bruising grip on your arm and pulled you out the door.

Both he and Wayne flinched at the sound of your father shouting obscenities at you as he tossed you into the house.

You don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up

Eddie: 18yrs (Y/n): 17yrs

“What the hell?” Eddie blanched at the sight of your bruised cheekbone and blistered lip. He hadn’t seen you since Friday.

You hopped into the passenger’s seat of his van and tugged on your seatbelt. Tossing your boot clad feet up onto the dashboard. “Are you okay?” He started driving.

“Hmm? Yeah, why?” You nonchalantly fiddled with your fingers.

Matilda, you talk of the pain like it's all alright

“Oh, I don’t know (Y/n)? Maybe because of the giant bruise on your face. I thought you said he had stopped?”

“Well, I got home late from my shift at Terry’s and my dad flipped. Accused me of whoring around and stuff.” You shrugged.

“What?” You asked at his stunned silence. “I should’ve said no when Mae asked me to cover for her.” Not wanting to deal with the questions, you quickly changed the subject. “D’you guys have band practice today?”

But I know that you feel like a piece of you's dead inside

Eddie knew what you were doing but went along with it anyway.

“Yeah, after school. Wanna come along?”

“Yeah, sure. I don’t have a shift today.”

Eddie turned to look at you and his heart dropped, you were staring blankly out the window. Going off to that place that you’ve been visiting a lot more frequently, as of late. A place deep in your head. He was terrified that, one day, you wouldn’t come back. He didn’t want to lose you.

Wordlessly, he reached over and grabbed your hand. The feeling of the rough pad of his thumb gently caressing your knuckles brought you back.

“You can always come to me, ya know? Or Wayne.” He added, not letting go of your hand. “That’s why we gave you a spare key.”

You slipped your fingers in between his and squeezed. “I know.” You muttered, voice thick with unshed tears. “Thank you.”

Not taking his eyes off the road, he brought your intertwined hands and kissed the back of yours.

You showed me a power that is strong enough to bring sun to the darkest days

“At some point, you have to realize that the prank isn’t worth the ass beating. Right?” You asked while gathering what you needed as Eddie sat glumly on your bathroom counter.

“Well where’s the fun in that?” He asked, watching you saturate a cotton ball with rubbing alcohol.

“Spread 'em, Munson.” You playfully pushed his legs apart and stood in between them. “This is gonna sting.” You leaned forward and gently dabbed at the split near his eyebrow, free hand bracing yourself on his chest.

Worried that you were gonna lose your balance, he carefully gripped your hips. The action makes your heart race speed up and as you continued to work, he kept them there.

Finally placing the butterfly bandage against his cut, you stepped back a bit to admire his features. The slope of his nose, his pretty eyelashes, his strong jawline, full pink lips-

Cheeks flushing with heat, you cleared your throat.

“I’m gonna have to start charging you some medical fees, Eds.”

Noticing your attempt to free yourself from his grip, he held on tighter.

“Nuh uh, you’re not done yet.”

Huffing a sigh, you held his face in your hands.

“Sana, sana, colita de rana. Si no sana hoy, sana mañana.” You recited gently before stretching your neck and placing a feather soft kiss against his bandaged injury.

The tenderness of the situation made his heart soar. His pretty eyes fluttered open to find yours already gazing at him. An unknown force tugging you two together until your noses brushed.

“Eds…” It was almost a whimper as you shut your eyes, leaning in. Eddie mimicked you. Lips barely an inch away.

“(Y/n)! Where the hell are you?!” You both jumped away from each other.

“Shit.” You muttered, ripping yourself away. Slamming the door shut and twisting the lock, you turned to him. “Go out the window. He can’t catch you in here.” You tugged him off the counter and pushed him over to the window. “Hurry!” You seethed.

It's none of my business, but it's just been on my mind

A fist slamming on the door made you both jump.

“Open the fucking door!”

Eddie made it out the window before turning back to you. “But I can’t leave you to-”

“It’ll be worse if he finds you here with me.” You slammed it shut, pulling down the window shade.

The sound of your father hitting you haunted his dreams.

You're just in time, make your tea and your toast

Later that night, like clockwork, your father started to spout some bullshit. Absolutely drunk off his ass and throwing things. Eddie popped in a movie and started boiling water.

As it bubbled, he removed it from the stove and poured it into a mug, tossing a bag of black tea in it.

The door to your trailer slammed shut and Eddie rushed over the door. It opened and there you were. Tears running down your cheeks.

He pulled you into his embrace and didn't let go. He held you as your sobs turned violent.

“You’re okay, I’ve got you. You’re safe.” He continued to comfort you, guiding you to the couch. Pulling away to grab the mug and rejoined you on the couch.

You don't have to go

You don't have to go home

The trailer door creaked open, Wayne huffing tiredly as he kicked off his boots. All stress melting away at the sight of the tops of two familiar heads.

Carefully approaching the couch, it was a sight to see.

The both of you were slouched against the couch, your head resting on Eddie’s shoulder, his arm hugging you into his side. Mouths open, drool slipping from the corner of Eddie’s mouth and quiet snores coming from yours.

Grabbing the throw blanket, he carefully placed it over the both of you. Leaning down and kissing the crowns of your heads.

You can let it go

You can throw a party full of everyone you know

You can start a family who will always show you love

You don't have to be sorry

#mixtape miseries #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x hispanic!reader #eddie munson x latina!reader

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sad-brunnettee · 2 years

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hispanic!reader and eddie meeting in spanish class and reader tutoring him <3?

Tutor

Eddie Munson x gn! hispanic! reader

Masterlist | Rules (requests closed)

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Eddie kept on repeating the same thing over and over again in his head. “‘86 is my year.” He hoped that by saying this constantly it will come true. As much as he tried to make others think that it doesn’t bother him, it does, he hopes he will finally graduate.

The last couple of years he got held back because of the same class: Spanish. He tried to get help from countless of students and teachers yet it never worked. This caused him to ditch the class most times. He believed there was no need to go and pretend to try if nobody was there for him.

It was too cold today to ditch so he decided to go, five minutes late but he didn’t care. He walked in and stopped for a second as he noticed someone sitting on the desk next to the one that he always sits. Everyone knew it was his desk from all the doodles that the janitor and teacher could never erase.

At first, he didn’t pay much attention to you and neither did you. Until he realized how much Spanish you knew. For once, he actually paid attention to the lecture and even though he didn’t understand much of what was going on. It didn’t matter to him.

He was glad when the teacher asked the two of you to stay after class. Gradually, the teacher asked if you could tutor Eddie. It was the first time that Eddie took liking to the teacher. You on the other hand, were overwhelmed, as it was your first day yet when you looked into his eyes. You saw how hopeful he was you’d say ‘yes’. To which you did in fact end up agreeing.

The two of you would stay after school on Fridays and sometimes see each other during the weekends. In order to do homework together. Even though you weren’t sure if you were of much help considering how much Spanish you knew. Eddie felt like you were his lifesaver.

Ever since you started tutoring him, he for once looked forward to going to Spanish class. Not much as to learn and show the teacher how much he now knows. But also to spend more time with you.

🏷️: @hellomyweirdos @lubsana @satsuri3su @n39ro-chann @kenzi-woycehoski @yookayur @wittleespur (not sure if this is the right account)

#sad-brunnettee #stranger things #stranger things x reader #Eddie Munson #eddie munson x gn!reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x hispanic!reader

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milkmily · 2 years

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okay but ive been thinking abt eddie and latina/hispanic reader playing loteria and him just constantly losing

YES OMFG AHHHHHH ME AND MY FRIEND LOVED THIS SM

Like you invited him to play it with your siblings and you and your siblings have been wining. You try letting him win but your siblings are assholes so they win lol

"¡Buenas!"

"¡Loteria!" You yell as you placed a rock on the paper. "How the hell are you all wining! You have to be cheating!" Eddie yells and grabs the cards off your brothers hand. He looks through them and at your bord. Eddie sees you won and you giggled as you see him drop the last card. "I'm just good at this game." You say and picked up all the cards.

"If this were DND, I'd for sure win." He says as he drops all the rocks off his paper.

"Well, this is Loteria." You say as you shuffled the cards. "You are all in this, I know it." He says as he glared at your siblings, jokingly. They laughed and shook their head. "If we were, we would be on your side." Your younger sister says.

"Another round?" You ask. Your siblings nod and Eddie just sighs. "This time with money!" Your brother says as he drops a dollar. "Ohh, now stuff are getting interesting." You say and placed a dollar. Your sister did too and you all look at Eddie. "Oh come on! I'll be broke when we are done playing." Eddie says.

"Rules are rules, Amor." You say and he gives up. He grabs his wallet and places a dollar.

"Okay, let's start then."

Eddie ended up losing 10 bucks.

#stranger things #eddie munson #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x hispanic reader #x latina reader #eddie munson x latina reader #x Hispanic reader

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be-ready-when-i-say-go · 1 year

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Life w Eddie munson

https://www.instagram.com/reel/CmHFSSVJaZn/?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=

Oh my god. This gives me modern!Eddie thots.

First time there's a planned sleepover and the bonnet comes out. Like done with shower and ready to snuggle into his bed, you wipe out the bonnet with a smirk. There's been conversations about it so you're not embarassed by it, but you are nervous for his reaction. But he just laughs as you try to sedutively to get your hair secured for the night. But the second you're done and the bonnet is on and in place, you crawl up the bed to get comfy under the sheets and Eddie's already half mast. It's not that sexy, but god does he love it when you look cozy and happy--like right now. So yep, he definitely has a half-chub at first sight and no, he's not going to be embarrassed about it.

Perhaps, Eddie becomes semi famous on social media (IG, TikTok, whatever your fancy is) between his ridiculous antics--using cheesy pickup lines on you just to get your reaction, which is is always you falling out wherever you are in laughter and running away from him. One particular video is of the two of you in the hair store. You're buying weave for boxbraids or goddess braids and Eddie's adjacent to you, point to hair he likes (one is black with burgundy ends). You mention needed more edge control and hair oil and Eddie seizes the moment, "You know what babe?" he starts.

"What?" you return, not really giving him a second look. You saw the second he pulled out his phone to record so you're just letting it ride.

"My hair isn't the only thing that grows longer."

"Eduardo Munson, I swear to every ancestor I have," you threaten. Your eyes blown wide at what you think will be the butt of the joke and also your laughter is threatening to burst through your chest ans you clutch the shine 'n' jam.

"My love keeps growing for you longer and longer each day."

Your eyes soften, an 'aww' falling from you as you faux pout. "You're-"

"And my dick in the sight of your ass in those leggings."

You chuck the 8 packets of hair in your arms at him, swatting at Eddie as he doubles over. His own laughter heard amongst the thwack--they're weak hits-- and your muttered threats, "I can't take you anywhere, boy. Jesus Christ! At your grown age! I will call yo uncle right now. Don't make me call Wayne cuz you actin' up in this hair store!"

"No! Not Wayne," Eddie pretends to wail. The hits stop and from the camera's perspective, low from Eddie's crouch, the camera fills with you grinning. Your eyes clearly focused on Eddie and not the camera in your face.

Your gaze sparkles, chin falling into Eddie's shoulder a little. "I love you, you know that, right?"

Eddie nods. "I love you too." His voice cracks just a little and he presses a kiss to your forehead.

"Now, please let me assemble these hair packages back together now that I've officially made a fool out of the both of us in this store so I can pay for all the hair I need."

"Of course, amor."

#eddie munson #eddie munson x black reader #eddie munson fic #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x black female reader #eddie munson fanfic #hispanic!eddie munson #hehehehehe #thank you!#h writes #stranger things #modern!eddie munson

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babys-interior · 2 years

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Eddie with a Latinx partner

I couldn't get this out of my head so here

Learning how to play some of your favorite songs you know from your family

Learns enough Spanish to small talk with your Abuelos/mom

Absolutely loves the food you and your family makes, making your relatives like him more

Learns to dance for you (Salsa, Bachata, merengue. Etc)

Allows your cousins to kidnap him on the dance floor

Excitedly asks when the next family function is

Thinks you look cute with your head silk on

Fixes said head silk if he sees it start to slip during the night

Goes to festivals with you and gives you doe eyes full of wonder when you explain your culture

Watches novellas with you

Doesn't complain when the weekend morning cleaning/salsa dance party commences becuase at least he's rewarded with cafecito

Goes to protests with you

Defends you against racists

#stranger things #eddie munson #hispanic heritage month #latinx #eddie x reader #eddie munson x Latinx reader

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allexthakatt · 2 years

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Dance of Death

Okay, so I've been (like everyone else) absolutely in LOVE with Mr. Eddie Munson! And I just needed to join the fanfic party.

Also yes I know Dance of Death came out in 2008 but for this fic let's just pretend it came out in 1983 with Peace of Mind, okay?

Anyone that knows me, knows that my all time favorite band is Iron Maiden. And a certain song popped in my head while thinking of storylines. I hope this is adequate, it's very late 😅

PAIRING: Eddie Munson x FEM! HISPANIC! Reader!

WARNINGS: A mention of racism, but nothing explicit. Jason, because he needs a warning 🙄. Bullies are ew.

CONTENT: ANGST, Seemingly unrequited love, Dustin being the very bestest friend ever! Ending in fluff!

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There was something about him. Something that made her lose all brain function to act normally. There isn't a thing he could do wrong in her eyes. Edward Munson. The name alone made her blush. How could she not? There's just something about him...

Could it be his messy long hair? His rock and roll style? His sense of humor? His love and care for his friends? The was he defends her so easily and so often? Who knows, actually.

She'd hadn't known him that long. The beginning of her second senior year (not meeting requirements to graduate the first time), his third. Right off the bat she wasnt accepted in most friend groups. Her coming from a whole other state, well away from the tiny secluded town that is Hawkins, Indiana. Not to mention she's one of the only Hispanic people in the high school in general. It also didn't help that she dressed all in black all the time. No one really cared enough to look her way, outright avoiding her to some extent. She's the new kid on the block, she understood that much. Why no one bothered to befriend her was a whole new experience.

Her pervious town was just outside Juarez, Mexico. Her whole neighborhood was so welcoming, never letting her feel left out of the festivities that went on in school. Here? In Hawkins? It felt like she was ghost. A ghost no one liked or wanted around. A certain Jason Carver particularly wasn't fond of her. Him and his petty group of friends would go out of their way to make her day worse. Shouting names, "accidentally" bumping into her in the hallways, going as far to spill his drink on her occasionally. She still keeps a change of clothes in her locker just in case.

She had been on her own those first two months. Hating every minute of it, wishing she could just go back home. It had been a particularly rough day with Jason when two freshmen had seen enough. Jason and his bully buddies had just pushed her to ground, kicking her backpack before laughing and walking away. She'd been humiliated, defeated, just wanting to cry in the bathroom. The two young boys bent down to help her pick up her things, introducing themselves as Dustin and Mike. The boys were her first friends. Sure, they were younger, but they'd been the only ones to show her kindness so far.

It had been a week after that they'd introduce her to the Hellfire Club. Jeff and Gareth welcomed her right away, interested in her culture and language. Lucas didn't mind her really, being a little preoccupied trying to get on the good side of the basketball team. Eddie, however, was absolutely smitten. She was everything he'd want in a woman. Someone he related to in many ways. She didn't live with her parents, her grandma taking her in after a falling out between the family. She loved rock, she played the drums, and was so. fucking. funny. Why hadn't he noticed her before?

Now, all those months later, they were all good friends. She finally felt like she found her people. Her little family in this swarm of assholes that flooded the school. Sure, Jason and his stupid gang still messed with her. But nothing could truly brings her down if Hellfire could pick her back up.

Senior prom was coming up, and although she didn't have a date, she was secretly hoping Eddie would ask her. The one person she'd put up with prom for. She'd do anything for him, honestly. There was a million reasons not to go to prom, but if Eddie was going? That was the one reason to go.

Her hope was dwindling, however. She'd noticed earlier that day a miss Chrissy Cunningham slip a note in Eddie's locker. That was out of the ordinary, considering she was a part of Jason's little clique. She was nice, Y/n guessed. Never joining her past boyfriend in the harassment toward her but never putting a stop to it either. Eddie had mentioned once or twice that he used to have a liking for Chrissy, but that was in middle school. Y/n was hoping the little note was for anything but prom.

Lunch came, and everyone was sitting at their claimed table. Everyone except for Eddie. Something Jeff caught on to first. "Where the hell is Eddie? Lunch is halfway done." To that everyone looked around. "Maybe he had a deal going on today." Jareth added in. "Doubt it. It's the middle of the school day, he wouldn't take the risk." Jeff and Gareth continued going back and forth, Y/n getting too lost in her head to keep up with what they were saying. He's never late for lunch. Where could he be?

"Speak of the devil. It's about damn time, man. We need to plan for tonight!" Dustin spotted him walking up to the table. There was something about him that was different. She'd never seen that smile before, a light flush on his face along with it. He shrugged off Dustins complaint. "We'll get to the planning in a minute, Henderson. I got big news right now!" Everyone at full attention, egging him to tell the big news.

"I'm going to prom!" Y/n's jaw dropped a little. Going to prom? With who? "Really? Who's the lucky lady, huh? Who?!" Mike was eager to find out who, just as she was. "Chrissy fucking Cunningham. She just asked me like 10 minutes ago!"

She was happy for him, really she was. But in that moment she couldn't smile. She couldn't congratulate him, applaud him, nothing. She felt... Broken. Falling, falling so fast; plummeting to the cold, hard ground and no one could catch her. The only person who noticed her fall is Dustin. He'd been the only one she told about her not-so-little crush on Eddie.

Dustin looked at her with a sympathized expression. Knowing full well she wasn't okay with this. She turned to him, too. Waving her hand with a notion that she's okay. Even though they both know she very much wasn't.

"Damn! That's awesome, man. Congratulations, didn't know you had it in you to pull something like that." The boys were proud of him. Of course they were, it's Chrissy fucking Cunningham. Little miss perfect of Hawkins High. The head cheerleader, straight A's, a slim body, nice personality. Everything that Y/n was not. Nothing made her self confidence shoot down faster than this.

No wonder he'd never ask her to prom. She didn't have anything he wanted. Chrissy did.

She kept her head down. Not having enough emotional energy to keep up a conversation. Just wanting to go home. Perhaps she'll just go home after lunch.

Wait. But then she'd have to just come back anyway for Hellfire tonight. A very important campaign to not only Eddie, but the rest of the boys too. Not to mention Dustin's lecture he'd give her about skipping it. She'd never hear the end of it.

The boys never stopped talking about Eddie "The Freak" Munson going to prom with Chrissy Cunningham. Not really having the heart to hear anymore of this, she stands up to throw her food away. She barely ate. "I'm gonna head to the library, kay? I have some catching up to do on Mr. Kellins paper." Without another word, she makes a bee line to the door.

"Mr. Kellins has a paper due?" Jeff not really getting the hint that she just wanted to leave. Dustin opted to follow her, knowing she'll probably want to vent. He looked up to her, like the big sister he never had. He was protective, odd as it is. To be protective of someone 4 years older than you. She wasn't blood, but he considered her family nonetheless.

Eddie noticed her change in behavior as well. He saw the rush she was in to leave, and Dustin's departure after her. Figuring Dustin would tell him later, he turns back to Jareth, who's bragging how he also got a prom date.

"Y/n? Are you okay?" She was in the back of the library, sitting on the floor with a random book in her hand. A book she probably grabbed just to have a reason to be here. "Honestly, Dust? Not really." Her legs are shaking slightly, trying her very hardest not to cry. What's her problem? Its not like she and Eddie are dating, he can go to prom with whoever the fuck he wants.

"I'm sorry, Y/n. He's an idiot for taking Chrissy and not you. A huge one." He tries his best to make her smile, but to no avail. "See that's the thing, Dust. He hasn't seen me. He probably just thinks of me as his sister or some shit. I'm nothing more than one of the boys. That's all I'll ever be." He could hear the heartache in her voice the tears she's kept in for so long. She'd let slip a couple months ago that all the boys she ever liked never liked her back. She called herself 'not traditionally pretty.' He assumed she meant like she wasn't like the pretty girls that got all the dates. Her skin was darker, her body was fuller, her hair was crazier. Boys never looked her way, it had been chipping away at her self esteem for years, Eddie was just the icing on the cake.

Dustin sits next to her, his back leaning on the bookshelf behind them. "Y/n, like I said. He's an idiot. He needs shit spelled out her him to even get it through his head. I know he likes you. Not like one of the guys, either. He really likes you. I know it." Y/n wants to believe him. But there was a voice in the back of her head. If that was true, why was he going with Chrissy and not her?

"Are you going to prom?" Dustin asks. She shakes her head. "What, and see them dancing all close together? Seeing them be like a couple? No fucking thank you. I'm gonna stay home. I wanna practice a new song." Figuring changing the subject to something she loved to do, he asks "What new song?" She perks up a bit and the question. "It's not really new, but Iron Maiden has a song called Dance of Death. I've been wanting to try it out for some time now. What better time than now?" They continue chatting for a bit more until the bell rings, signalling lunch was over and to head to class. Before they went their separate ways, Y/n game Dustin a hug. "Thank you. For checking up on me. I really appreciate it." Dustin hugs her back, "of course, Y/n. You're like a sister to me. I'm not just gonna leave you to cry in the library all alone." She laughs a bit at this, giving him one last squeeze. "I'll see you later, Dust."

It was right after school. Dustin, Mike, and Eddie were preparing for Hellfire. "So, you wanna tell me what was wrong with Y/n earlier?" Eddie started up the conversation. He'd tried to track her down after class, but to no avail.

"No." It was fast and a little bit venomous. Dustin was furious as him. How could he not be?! Eddie was tossing aside treasure to get with a nickel. He had no idea the pain he'd been causing Y/n. Even if he did, would he care?

Eddie looks up from the table. "What? Why not?" Mikes listening intently from the side, trying not to intervene. "Because it's her privacy. She's going through something right now and it's not my place to spill the beans. If you wanna know so bad maybe actually talk her." His attitude was showing through, and he didn't mean for it to come out so mean. He's just protective of his best friend.

"Hey, dude, I'm just asking. Kay? No need to get your feathers ruffled." Eddie tries to make the room fun again, cracking a joke at the end. He can't seem to shake this feeling, though. One he can't really pinpoint as to why. There's something wrong with Y/n? She always goes to him about her problems. Why can't she just come to him now?

"Hey guys!" Y/n was the first to arrive, slight red eyes with makeup piled on top of it. Enough for Eddie and Dustin to pick up on it, but not enough to say anything.

"Hey Y/n, we're just setting up now. You're pretty early today." Mike wants to break free of the tension that was currently in the room. "Yeah... I wanted to get here before Jason found me in the hallways again." She internally cringes at the remembrance of what happened last week when he saw her. He tripped her, calling her some racist name he could think of in the moment and then laughed in her face. She didn't think Jason was actually racist, but just wanting to hurt her in any way he can. Or maybe he was, she didn't really care enough to know.

"Carver can choke on a dick. He has no right to harass you the way he does." He's angry, of course he is. The way he's so quick to defend her makes that sparkle of hope shine once more. That is until she remembers that prom is in literally two weeks and he's going, but not with her.

"What can you do, huh? Let's finish setting up, kay?" She sets her bag down and avoids eye contact, ignoring the strange looks she gets from Eddie throughout the night.

That was probably the worst end to a campaign ever for her. She was thrown so off her game she died 15 minutes in. Spending the rest of her time just following along and giving advice when needed. God, she just wanted to go home.

Finally walking to her car, she was stopped by a concerned metalhead. "Y/n! Are you okay? You've been... Distant today." He desperately wanted to know what was wrong without pushing her too far.

"I'm fine Eddie. Just wanna go home, okay?" She tries to leave the situation as soon as possible, but Eddie refuses to leave it at that. "But Dustin said you're going through something. Whatever it is you know can talk to me too, right?" Y/n pauses, contemplating her answer. "I'm sure I can, Ed. Please just let go of my arm." He didn't even realize he had a hold on her, quickly letting go. "Just... Y/n don't leave me out of it, okay? I'm here for you, whatever way you need me."

Yeah but the way I need you you don't even want.

"I'll see you later, Ed." She gets in her car and drives off. Leaving Eddie in the parking lot alone.

The two weeks flew by like nothing. Eddie and Chrissy spending more time together alone, Y/n opting to take her lunches in the library, not wanting to see the boy she loved with someone much prettier than her. Dustin tries his best being there for her, spending every other day in the library with her.

"She actually changed my grade from a D- to an A! Can you believe that?" Dustin's blabbing about something Suzie did for him, she wasn't really paying attention. "Hey! Y/n! Are you even listening to me?" He claps his hands in front of her, snapping her out of her head.

"Sorry! Sorry! Just zoned out over here." She looked to the side, avoiding eye contact with the freshman. Knowing he'll know exactly what's on her mind. "Is it Eddie again?" Slowly she nodded, not wanting to cry. "Prom is in two days and all Eddie can talk about Chrissy. Chrissy this, Chrissy that. That's all I fucking hear about and I feel like I'm losing my mind. Imagine if Suzie kept talking about some guy that you thought was so much better than you. Wouldn't you be hurt too?"

Dustin nods slowly. Of course he would be. He really likes Suzie, and the the thought of her fawning over someone else made him sad.

"I don't think I'm gonna make it to Hellfire tonight, Dust. Not given what's going on. I think I just gotta get over him. How? I have no clue." The younger boy stands up, "What? But the ending of the cult of Vecna is tonight! What about the campaign?" She looks up at him sadly. "I promise you guys can do it without me. I just don't think I'd be much help tonight." Her voice drops, and it's then and there that Dustin realizes the full extent of her situation.

She's completely in love with him. And he's got his eyes on someone else.

He knew he had to do something. What that was? He didn't know. What he did know was that he hated seeing someone he cared about crying alone in the library. She was broken, lost. Not knowing where to go from here.

"sigh... Promise me you'll try your best to feel better okay?" She smiled softly at him, ruffling up his hair. "I promise, Dust." From that moment, he knew he couldn't keep quiet about this anymore.

Hellfire had just finished, not ending on a very high note, but hopeful nevertheless. The only ones left were Eddie and Dustin, deciding it was how or never.

"You're a idiot, Eddie." That caught him off guard. Sure, Dustin had been a little off today, but Eddie figured it was some freshman puberty thing. Not an Eddie thing.

"Excuse me?" Eddie stood up, approaching the younger boy with a confused look on his face. "You heard me. Do you even want to go to prom this year?" Prom? This whole thing was about prom?

"I mean not originally, no. But Chrissy really wants to go so.. Why the hell not, ya know?" Dustin was having none of it, his patience running thin. "You told me you don't even like Chrissy anymore. Why are you so damn hung up on her now of all times?" The room was getting tense.

"Hey. She asked me. I just said yes. It's not like I had bigger plans anyway." It wasn't a lie. He guesses he'd probably be in his room alone that night anyway. Unless Y/n would've wanted to do anything, in that case it was a whole new situation.

"What about Y/n? Do you even are about her anymore?" Dustin stood up from his chair. "What are you talking about? Of course I care about her!" The freshman scoffed, "You have a pretty funny way of showing it. You've been practically ignoring her since Chrissy came in the picture. I bet you barley even noticed she didn't come to hellfire today, huh?"

Of course Eddie noticed. It was the main reason team morale was down, the reason they'd all had retreated the fight. Their best girl and fighter wasn't there. "I did notice actually. I also noticed she hasn't been coming to lunch with us either. AND that no one seems to know the real reason except you. So why don't you just tell me what's really going on, Henderson. Enlighten me."

"She's in love with you, dumbass!"

Quiet. Neither of them breaking the deafening silence that engulfed the room. Dustin was mad, furious even, that Eddie had been so oblivious to the pain he'd been causing her.

"What?" Eddie couldn't believe it. Love? She actually loved him back? Why hadn't she said anything before? Why didn't he say anything before?

It all made sense. Chrissy. Prom. Y/n. That's why Y/n was so distant. He was going to prom, but with Chrissy. Not her.

"Y/n has been heartbroken the last two weeks! She can't even go to lunch because all you talk about is Chrissy. Chrissy Chrissy Chrissy. We get it, you wanna get in Chrissy's pants. But for gods sake, man, think! She sits in the library all alone because that's where she'd rather be than sitting in the cafeteria listening to how much she isn't what you want."

Dustin was about to explode. All the pent up anger was coming out. His brotherly protectiveness showing full scale, and Eddie deserved it all.

How could he be so blind? So stupid?

"Why... How come she never said anything? I-" His thoughts getting jumbled in his head. "She said she didn't wanna destroy the friendship. But Eddie, I'm gonna be honest, I think that's happening anyway." Eddie's heart shatters. The girl of his dreams, the person he'd do anything for. His very reason to keep coming to school! She's hurting, broken, thinking he doesn't care for her, love her.

And it's all his fault.

How could he fix this? It wasn't like he could just snap his fingers and change back time to before Chrissy asked him to prom. Oh how he wished he could do that.

"You're wrong about one thing, Henderson. She is what I want. Hell, she's all I want! Chrissy... I said yes because I didn't think Y/n would want to go, let alone with me." Dustin shakes his head. "Okay? You should've at least made sure before putting her through all of this shit. This is stuff you need to be telling her. Not me!"

"I know! I know! Shit, I don't know how I'm gonna fix this..." Eddie deflates, sitting down with his hands in his face. "I really fucked up, didn't I?" Dustin sits next to him, patting his friend on the shoulder. "Yeah, you did. But on the bright side, you know she likes you back now, right? Now figure out the next move."

The night of prom. Tonight. A night full of excitement and adventure for most. But for Y/n, it'll just be a regular Saturday. She'd skipped school the day prior, Opting for a quiet day in to collect herself. Mostly to avoid Eddie at all costs, not sure if she could really handle it.

Eddie had waited in the library for her to show up for lunch that day, hoping to explain everything, but she never showed. He instead got weird glances from the scattered students and librarian, not used to seeing Eddie in a place like a library.

He also waited after school, but gave up after noticing her car nowhere to be seen. Chrissy had found him instead, confused as to why he'd been standing sadly in the parking lot for ten minutes. It was there Eddie told her everything. Why lie? She'd deserved to know the truth too.

Chrissy had initially been disappointed, but came clean as well. Confessing she still had feelings for Jason, and was hoping to just make him jealous by showing up to prom with Eddie. They then had the mutual decision to just stay peers, nothing more. Something that took a huge chunk of weight off of Eddies chest.

Now prom was merely hours away, and Eddie was thinking of a plan. Best case scenario, he proclaims his love and sorries, she forgives him, and they get together and live happily ever after. Worst case scenario, anything other than that.

Y/n had been in the middle of the song when Eddie comes bursting in the room. Her grandma had taken quite a liking toward Eddie, Y/n guesses she's the one who let him in the house.

"Y/n! Please I need to talk to you." He was nervous, anxiety ridden. Hoping for the best but preparing for the worst. Y/n stands up from her drum set, walking past him to her water bottle. "I'm a little busy right now, Ed."

Eddie approaches her, hoping his confession would work. "Just... Hear me out, okay? Please?" She nods at him, praying this is just something that has to do with hellfire.

"I'm not going to prom with Chrissy." Her ears perked up at this. "Okay, so? You came all this way to tell me just that?" She didn't mean to keep up the attitude, but she didn't want to get her hopes up, either.

"I also know why you've been so distant. I know... Everything. I know you're feelings for me and I know how hurt you've been these past weeks. And Y/n I'm so so sorry. I wish I would've seen it sooner." He was staring in her eyes, searching for any kind of response.

"How do you know?" Tears were filling her eyes, she had no idea why. Raw emotion was building up without her consent.

He smiles at her softly, "A little birdie told me." She backs up, tossing her drumsticks on the chair. "Fucking Henderson, man. He can't keep a secret for shit." She'd confided in him, told him all her fears, insecurities, worries. All with the hopes of him keeping it between them. She felt a little hurt, but she can't help but feel a weight lift off her shoulders. Now everything was out in the open, and she could face rejection head on.

"Hey don't be mad him, I needed to know. Boy did he let me know, too. He'd probably have my head on a stick if I wasn't here right now." She laughs slightly. Dustin always acted like an older brother, despite her being 4 years older than he was. Never stopped their bond as family, though.

"Why are you here, Eddie? You couldn't tell me you didn't like me back on Monday?" He grabs her hands, holding them together, close to his chest. "That's the thing, Y/n. I do like you back. Just as much if not more than you like me." He's pleading with his eyes for her to listen, to understand. She shakes her head, looking anywhere but him.

"Eddie, that makes no sense. If that was true why were you going with her to begin with? Why wait 'til two hours before prom to confess your love for me?" He holds her tighter, "I should've told you all this a long time ago, and I'm so sorry, baby. I was scared. Hell, I still am! You're so beautiful it's intimidating. Why would someone as drop dead gorgeous as you like a freak like me?"

She laughs and looks down, tears falling freely now. "We're both freaks, dummy. I was planning on spending the whole night right here on the drums." He places a hand on her cheek, softly stroking it. "If you'd let me, could I join you?"

Their foreheads inch closer together, both of them being highly aware of the distance getting smaller. "What, you don't wanna go to prom?" Smaller. "Not if you're not there, babe." Smaller. "Then stay here with me." Smaller. "Gladly."

The distance is gone, her lips finally on his and it's. fucking. amazing. Nothing had been as sweet as her, or soft as him. It was like 2 pieces of a puzzle, fitting perfectly together like they were made for each other. Hands starting to roam, but before anything else could happen, breathing was a necessity.

Their foreheads leaning on each other once again. The tension now completely gone, all that's left is a room full of love and adoration. Both of them waiting so long to finally be here in the moment, neither of them wanting to let go just yet.

"So... Wanna show me what song you're playing?"

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Ahhhhh I'm so proud of this tbh I love Eddie so goddamn much I've never related to someone so much honestly.

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Eddie x Plus size/ Hispanic reader

I have this idea floating around. Kind of unrequited love type thing. We shall see. ⚠️Please if you are sensitive about any of my warnings. Please please don't read this. It's very sad and hurtful. So please proceed with caution. No minors please. Most of this is coming from personal experiences. So hopefully it doesn't bother anyone too bad. Sorry in advance.⚠️

⚠️⚠️: 18+ mentions of sexual abuse of a child, child abuse, self harm, cursing, smoking, drinking, arguing, heartache, mentions of sex. Not proof read and no word count.⚠️⚠️

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Inspired by Starset - My demons

Part 1

Summary: you overhear a conversation and walk into something that you could never forget. You have feelings for Eddie Munson. But he doesn't even know you exist.

(Kinda how Joe Quinn is out there in the world not knowing you love him and he doesn't even know you exist.) Yeah I was kinda down at the thought. It's kida pathetic I know. Didn't know you could fall for someone when you haven't even met. Welp I guess Im gonna hurt my feelings today.

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Life was always difficult growing up in Hawkins. Your mother was a single mom raising 5 kids. 2 sisters who were older and 2 brothers that were younger. Your mom put herself thru college and worked so much she was hardly there. Being that your sisters were older they stayed with their father mostly. All of you had different absentee fathers.

While you stood back help raising one of your brothers. For the most part you were alone. Taking care of yourself at 10 years old. Your father left before you were born. Your mother dated of course. For some reason she always picked up low life's that hit her or did drugs. One time her and her husband of like 2 months was fighting with her. When you went to the room he was on top of her choking her. You were 12 and your little brother was 4. You watched in horror as your little brother jumped on the bastards back and being flung off hitting the door across the room. You grabbed whatever you could and pull that son of bitches hair and started hitting him in the back. Screaming for him to get off of her. You didn't remember how the fight ended but you did remember the trauma that asshole left in his wake. He would do things in a sexual nature towards you. One night he went to the bathroom that was the only one in the small 2 bedroom house. He had to go thru your room to go there. You were laying in your bunk bed reading when he opened the door. You saw him in only some tight Leapard print underwear. He had a sinister grin twirling around so that you could see him. You scoffed not knowing what he was trying to do. And turned around so you didn't have to face him. He stood in the bathroom for a few minutes before leaving. You figured he was getting dressed. Not even 5 minutes later you heard your mom in a laughing fit.

One night you were asleep and you woke up to the sounds of grunting. You looked up with with your hand around his shaft. Your recoiled and he quickly got dressed and left. You didn't know what he was until you got older. The next time anything happened you wanted to go swimming And he was on the pool keeping you from going in. He said if you wanted to come in you had to do something. He had you touch his privates. And after he was finished he warned you not to tell. Or he would hurt your mom. He kept doing things like that for a few months giving you money afterwards. That's when you started to get fat. You remember when your sister made fun of how big your thighs were getting. You didn't know you were depressed. That's when your mom had another baby. His. You loved your little brother. Any time that shit stain would get close to him you would become upset. It was one day everything changed. You were in the kitchen finding something to eat when your mom and him came in and were arguing about something. When your older sister came in to try and stop them. But now things got physical. He was pulling your mom's hair. And your mom was hitting him. Your sister pushed you to the side and was kneeing him in the face. That's when your uncle came in and broke up the fight. You heard your mom arguing with your sister about it. This all seemed so normal for you. But I wasn't. The last time he had you touch him you cried and he stopped. The next day you were done. You sat in the living room at 13 years old. Your other sister was there for the weekend. And she was watching a movie. You started to cry and she asked what was up. If that your boyfriend broke up with you or something. But you didn't have one. So you told her what was going on with him. She was furious. She went to your mom to tell her. And your mom didn't even questioned you. They left for a while and your older sister sat there trying to get you to tell her everything. But you couldn't. You did say that he never touched you down there. He just wanted you to touch him. She told you about one time he made a sexual gesture towards her and your other sister a while back. But they thought it was a joke. That's why they didn't come over so much.

That's when your mom and sister came back dragging him instead. He was bruised and bloody. He was saying that you were lying. That's when you went to the kitchen and grabbed a knife. Tears running down your face as you held it towards him. You begged for him to tell them the truth when one of your sisters grabbed the knife and pulled you outside. You guys walked for a while and when you return the cops had taken him. After that you never saw him again. You guys moved to a new house freed from all the bad memories. But your relationship with your mother was strained. Constant physical altercations and arguing. It got so bad that you ran away multiple times. Your mother didn't believe you when that happened. But out of the sake of her other children she had too. She has been alone ever since. So with no help to raise the kids she left that up to you. She works multiple jobs. Mostly night shifts. She hit you a lot over small things growing up. And you never cried. Which made her hit you more and more using whatever she could grab. Finally in 8th grade you started to smoke and drink. Buying weed from Eddie Munson. You never said anything more than how much you needed and a goodbye. He never noticed you. As you got older you started to have feelings for him. But he didn't even know you exist other than that you were a regular customer. In highschool you attended parties that he would be at getting shit face as much as possible. You would see him flirting with girls and taking them upstairs. He was so handsome so nice but he was a horny teenager.

It was one night you overhead him talking to Chrissy Cunningham by the front door. You leaned against the wall around the corner. He was putting on his charm. He was trying to get with her. And from the sounds of her giggles it was working. You sunk to the floor when you heard them leave together. You wished you were brave enough to tell him you liked him.

Finally getting the courage one day out in the woods where you normally bought from Eddie. He was smiling while opening his metal lunch box. And handed you a baggie with 3 rolled up joints.

" can I tell you something Munson?

" you already did" he chuckled with his big brown eyes creasing. Noticing you were uncomfortable he stopped laughing." Uhh Yeah go for it."

"I uhh I like you. A lot." You said nervously.

Eddie leaned back with wide eyes and a frown on his face." Oh umm ok... thanks. Uhhh is that all?"

You nodded and he got up.

" Uhh see you around." He said and left.

You stopped buying from him that day. But it's like he didn't even notice. You had loads of classes with him since kindergarten. But he never saw you. I mean why would he. You were this overweight unpopular weirdo. You had very little friends and a shitty home life. No one would ever be interested in you.

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You were at a party once in your junior year on your 18th birthday. You were kinda old for a junior but you were held back twice in middle school. When you saw Eddie He was taking some random chick upstairs. You were in love with him. Or what you thought was love. It hurt everytime he smiled. Or when he would be so dramatic at school. You honestly hoped he wouldn't graduate so you could see him all the time. He was an angel in a world full of monsters.

You had to pee so bad. You stumbled around looking for the bathroom upstairs. You opened door after door looking. When you opened one and saw Eddie sitting on the bed and some chick on her knees.

" Shit I'm sorry" you said and closed the door.

Your heart stopped as the flood of a suppressed memory came to the forefront of your mind. You were in the car with one of your mom's boyfriends. You were about 4 or 5 when he offered to let you steer the car. Obviously you wanted to. You were just a child. But that's when he said you need to do something for him. You agreed not knowing what he wanted. He unbuckle his belt and pulled out his penis. You didn't know what that was then. He pushed your head down to meet your lips to the head. You remembered resisting but he was stronger than you. It was just a kiss. You thank God now that it was just a kiss. How could guys do that shit to children?

You started having a panick attack. You finally found the bathroom and locked yourself in there. You poured cold water on your face with shaking hands. You started to count. A coping mechanism you learned over the years. But the the feeling didn't go away. That when you saw it. A single blade razor. Who ever it was it was now yours for the night. You looked down to your arm pulling up your sleeve. You wanted to feel something else. Anything else. You dug the blade in your upper forearm. Pulling a 2 inch cut. The feeling of release was what you need. A steady stream of blood dropped into the sink. That was the day you started to harm yourself. Sticking to only long sleeves and leggings to cover the scars that riddled over your arms and thighs.

That following Monday Eddie caught up to you at your locker.

" Hey sorry about the other night." Eddies words made you jump. sorry..didn't mean to scare you."

He stepped closer and you moved away.

"Hey y/n. You ok?"

You didn't respond and you just walked away. Why would you talk to him. Or any guys for that matter. They were all monsters.

Eddie tried again all week to talk to you but you were no where to be found. That's when you were hospitalized for attempted suicide. Spending a week in that place was dreadful. But in all honesty you need it. You need for someone to hear you. To help you. And you got the help you need. Rounds of finding the right medicine for your chemical imbalance. Though you felt like a zombie for the next few weeks you finally started to feel better. Talking to a therapist helped but not as much as you needed.

Finally back at school 2 weeks later the word got a out about you. So everyone stared and avoided you. Everyone except Eddie.

" I don't need your sympathy Munson."

" I'm not trying to...I just wanted to see if you want to hang out or something."

" Why?"

" I don't know. I mean I missed you."

Your brows furrowed. "Umm ok?"

" Come to the Hideout. Come watch us perform."

You nodded. But you didn't go. Late that night your brothers were sleeping and your mom was at work. You were watching a movie when you heard a knock on the front door. You answered and Eddie was there.

" Hey you didn't come."

" uh yeah I had to babysit. How did you know where I live?"

" I came over once remember. On your 14th birthday. Your mom invited the whole class."

You didn't remember that. But surprised that Eddie did.

" Can I come in?"

You stood back and let him in. Closing the door. You went to sit on the couch with Eddie joining you. You two watched the rest of the movie without saying a word. It was comfortable. Eddie kept looking over to you. But you didn't notice. It was hot and you pulled up your sleeves a little revealing your scars. Eddie looked at them and was so sad to see that you had hurt yourself.

What happened that was so bad for you to do that he thought. He wanted to ask but he didn't want to make you uncomfortable. So he sat quietly watching you more than the movie.

You guys ended up spending more time together after that. Eddie played with your brothers and though he was rough around the edges your mom like him too. Giving him the nickname mijo. Eddie learned that you were Mexican and you could speak a little Spanish. He should have know that you were with all the food and miss matching dinner ware and the Spanish music that played during your birthday party. But he was so wrapped up in himself he didn't really pay attention to much that was going around him. But you never spoke Spanish neither did your family except your mom. Only when you were upset did you use your first language. He like that about you. It was different than the rest of the people in Hawkins. Sure the town was diverse but he never talked to any of them. He liked how big your family was how full your house always was and how close everyone were. He wanted a big family. Sure with issues of their own but a loving family. Yeah he had his uncle but he wished that he would get a wife and have kids so that he wouldn't be so lonely. That's why he hooked up a lot. Trying to find the right person for him. But I was always just sex. He thought maybe with Chrissy once but she was with Jason. Eddie didn't know that. If he did he would have never pursued her.

But you. You and your family were different. You guys didn't care what the rest of Hawkins thought about him. You guys treated him with respect. Like he was just another one of the family. Eddie wished he got to know you sooner.

On Christmas Eve Eddie was standing in an assembly line helping make tamales. You laughed when your mom helped him put his hair up so none would end up in the masa and made him take off his rings. He looked naked without them. He was so happy and nervous at the same time. He never had so much fun cooking before. Normally his Christmas were lonely and Christmas dinner was a microwave meal with Rudolph the red nosed reindeer playing in the background. The amount of presents under the beautiful Christmas tree in your living room was like something out of the movies.

Eddie was overwhelmed by the amount of gifts he got from your family. He never opened this many gifts in his life. The best gift came from you. You got him a cool looking mood ring. It looked totally metal. It fit perfectly on his ring finger. He felt bad that he didn't get you anything. He wanted to but he wasn't flushed with cash. But you didn't care. You didn't really care for Christmas. Eddie got up to give you a hug but you tensed up at his embrace. He noticed right away and pulled away.

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It was New years when you were at the Munson's. Eddie's uncle wasn't home. That's when you told him about what happened when you were little. You cried and Eddie wanted to hold you but he knew that you didn't like to be touched. How could anyone hurt someone as sweet as you? That's why you were overweight. He didn't mind it but he knew you hated it.

" Is that why you cut yourself?"

You nodded and told him about that night you saw him.

Eddie started to cry when you said that. He had no idea you were hurting so bad. You were broken and he wanted to fix you. But how could he. He didn't know what to do or what to say. So he was just gonna be there. Whenever you need him he would always be there. He swore to himself that he would never hurt you.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x female original character #eddie munson x you #fanfic #eddie munson x plus size reader #eddie x reader #stranger things #eddie my beloved #eddie x y/n #eddie x plus size reader #eddie x fem!reader #eddie x you

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l0verb0ymars · 2 years

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Blog rules !!

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Blog Rules: I don’t have an age limit, but if your not a minor or like over 19 or something please don’t flirt with me:) I also don’t feel comfortable having like 30-40 year olds on my account. I can’t make you prove your age but I hope you at least respect me 🙏🏼 Please don’t request anything NSFW (smut), and I don’t care if you flirt with me wether it be really flirting or jokingly flirting just please don’t say anything hardcore NSFW. I’m fine with like “omg your so hot choke me” but nothing like “omg fuck me dadddyyy” 😭 Please don’t spam my inbox and messages with trauma dumping, I don’t care if you rant, just please don’t do it 24/7 and put trigger warnings!! Please don’t spam me with asks, send at least 2 at a time:) I can’t believe I have to say this but don’t ask for nudes please:( it’s really scary for me. HATE IS NOT TOLERATED AND WILL BE DELETED IMMEDIATELY, SO DONT EVEN TRY.

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Please don’t request anything I don’t write or any fandoms I don’t write!

If you send a request be specific! If you want an Eddie Munson fic don’t just send “Eddie Munson” lol

Again, I don’t really write smut aha, since i’m a minor. But I may hint smut for character OF AGE. The most i’ll do is make outs and hickeys.

Please don’t send request if my request say close, it gets overwhelming.

I’m bad at confrontation so if you send me something I don’t like I’ll probably just won’t answer it. But apparently sometimes Tumblr eats up asks so please check in with me again!

This is a given: Don’t request anything that influences any type of hate.

Make sure to check and see if i’ve done an ask before requesting! Example; if you send like, “Eddie Munson giving you a hickey” and I answer it and someone else sends the exact same one and so does someone else it gets annoying aha..

Please don’t ask any personal questions unless i’ve given you the okay. I also won’t be giving out any of my social media unless it’s from moots my age! (Minors) i’m always opened to make online friends!

Like I said, I don’t care what age you are to interact with my blog, just please please don’t be creepy.

Don’t spam my messages and inbox and be kind to everyone!

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What I write:

⚠︎︎TRIGGER WARNINGS⚠︎︎ - I will always always always add trigger warnings, please keep in mind writing these things are my way to cope!

Eating disorders, Self harm (Won’t go into full detail, just mention the scars), Suicide (Again, won’t go it to full detail), Suicide attempts (Not full detail), Assault, Harassment, Fluff, poly relationships, Characters x Trans!Reader (Only FTM because i’m not an assigned male at birth)

︎⚠︎︎TRIGGER WARNINGS⚠︎︎

I will not write smut (I may hint smut but not write it until im older), Rape or SA (I may mention it but will not go into detail), Pedophila

Stuff I might write:

Character x POC!Reader or Character x Plus sized!Reader

(I am not POC or plus sized and won’t claim to be, so if I did write this i’d have to be educated on the topic first. I do know a little bit since my family has multiple races including Black, Mexican, Hispanic, and Caribbean but i’m always up to be educated more!)

I will try my best to make the reader gender neutral! I do apologize before hand if I slip up and make a mistake since i’m used to writing she/her and being referred to as she/her!

#noahs navigation !!

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sunflowerxthoughts · 1 year

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B's Masterlist ⭐️

Requests are currently open! Remember you can send them in as long as you are +18!

Fics:

⭐️ Eddie Munson:

Just the two of us - Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Birthdays - Eddie Munson x GN! Reader

Here - Rockstar! Eddie Munson x Actress! Reader

⭐️ James Potter

⭐️ Remus Lupin

⭐️ Sirius Black

The one that got away - Sirius Black x Fem! Reader

⭐️ Poly! Marauders

⭐️ Fred Weasley

⭐️ Spencer Reid

Series:

Rockstar! Eddie Munson x Nepo!Reader

The Jukebox series (coming soon)

Thoughts and hcs:

Eddie fucking hates the Beatles

Wayne is very aware of the people around Eddie

Eddie is heartbroken after a hatefuck

First Valentine's with Eddie

Eddie Munson x Hispanic!Reader

James Potter will always flirt with you until you flirt back

First date with Jamie

Some things I think James would love

Dealer!Remus after a party

Poly!Marauders x Anxious Reader

"You're the best thing that has ever happened to me" with Rem

Spencer comforts reader after a long week

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1-800-munson · 2 years

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The Guy From Trailer 512 || Eddie Munson

Pairing:Eddie Munson X Hispanic!Reader

Word Count: 2.5k

Request: None

A/N: I’m hoping no one has done this already!! Sorry if someone did it. I haven’t seen any like this so... Also I'm sorry if the Spanish is all weird I can only speak a bit, so I apologized if its a bit wrong! :)

Lyrics- Bold

italic - Memories

Current- Normal

Send Requests

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“You’re gonna do great y/n!” you took a breath at Steve's words. “I’m terrified, what if he knows the song’s about him!” you panicked and paced around behind the stage, waiting to be called up. “If anyone in our group can't figure out who this is about, I doubt he’s gonna know y/n.” you nodded at steve. Watching as the band finished answering the question they had been asked.

“You’re right, I'm just nervous!” you froze as the band before you walked next to you, they waited to hear you sing. “You guys did great!” you smiled at eddie, their leader and also your’s and max’s neighbor. “Uh thanks, good luck to you.” You thanked Eddie and got your mic from one of the event coordinators. “Next up, some of you folks might recognize her as your child’s babysitter, but tonight she’s a new star, ms. y/n y/l/n!” you smiled and walked up the steps and walked to the middle of the stage.

You could hear your family and friend’s cheering loudly from the crowd. You smiled and got ready. You took a deep breath as the backtrack played.

“Cada día es igual por mi pasillo”

Every day is the same down the corridor

Everyday had been the same since your family moved into the trailer park. You’d get off work and you’d have to walk home, “508, 509, 510,-“ You counted as you passed by but as soon as you had reached trailer 511 the door suddenly swung forward and you were greeted by both a whistle from your neighbor. “Y/n, baby, i’ve been waiting for you to go on a date with me like you promised!” you rolled your eyes at the drunk hick. “I could show you around the town. I know all the good spots, ever heard of skull rock?”

You scoffed as he looked at you up and down. You went to make your way past him. “You could take a shower! You stink worse than a pig! And I didn't promise you anything.” You scoffed at the man. “I could sneak you into the bar, I'll pay for any drinks you want.” you stared at the pleading man in front of you. “Listen, I told you a bunch of times! I don’t want to go on these stupid dates with a man who’s old enough to be my uncle!” You rejected the man for the millionth time. As you finished speaking, the trailer door behind you opened.

Out stepped a long haired guy around your age or a bit older. He wore a white and black baseball tee with a drawing of a demon? On the front, he wore a leather jacket with a denim vest that had band pins on it.

You could see a bandana poking out the back of his jeans. He looked between you and your neighbor, You were able to get a good look at his face as he walked closer to you both. He had deep brown eyes that you could look at for years. And perfect kissable lips. He was attractive, like VERY VERY attractive. You watched, stunned as he walked by you both and down the roads.

“Oh shit!” you thought to yourself and tore your gaze away from his face, he must’ve thought you were a creep for staring at him for so long. He walked right by you both and right down the road to the little picnic table area. You had stayed stunned for a few minutes before turning to the man in front of you with a flushed expression, you had felt red all over, dumbfounded. Before your neighbor said to you, you quickly ran into your family’s trailer.

Once inside, you leaned against the door. A happy, flustered grin on your face as you thought about your neighbor next door.

You felt your heartbeat racing, your chest felt tight and constricted.

You ran to the kitchen and grabbed water from the fridge, hoping it would help calm your heart rate down, but it hadn’t stopped the butterflies in your stomach, fluttering around in there. It might’ve sounded crazy but you were sure you had met the man of your dreams.

Ever since that day you made sure to take your time walking down the road from work, in hopes to see him again. You had gone as far as to faking your interest in the hick next door to you, in hopes of seeing him walk out of his trailer again.

You smiled, gaining a bit more confidence. You kept looking over to see The Corroded coffin members tapping their feet to the beat. You giggled and turned to the crowd and continued.

“El chico del apartamento 512. Él que hace a mi pobre corazón saltar”

The boy from apartment 512. The one who makes my poor heart beat fast.

You sighed as you walked toward Hawkins high doors. Dustin had told you earlier that day to meet him outside his locker. You groaned when he first told you at lunch, not wanting to be at school when you didn’t have to. As you opened up the door you heard someone yelling. “Wait! Hold the door please!” you turned and held open the school door for the person.

You felt your heartbeat go faster as you heard loud footsteps behind you, you turned to see the guy from next door, carrying boxes in. “Thanks!” He gave you a small smile behind the boxes. You had noticed he was wearing a metallica shirt today instead of his usual club shirt with his leather jacket and denim vest on top. ‘He’s the most beautiful man I've ever met!’ You thought to yourself as you looked into his deep brown eyes.

“It’s no problem!” you smiled back. “Do you need help with those?” you asked, eddie nodded at your question and let you grab the box on top. You both walked to his clubroom in silence. “You can just set that down with this one! Thanks for your help again.” he smiled at you. “No problem!” You smiled and walked away from him. Once you turned the corner you let out a sigh you had been holding, the butterflies were fluttering all around as you thought about your latest encounter with the guy next door.

“El chico del apartamento 512. Es él quien me hace tartamuda y más”

The boy from apartment 512. Who causes me to stutter and more.

You sighed as you watched another girl enter the store with her boyfriend to look for a movie to watch together. You went back to watching whatever robin had put on the store’s tv.

“How may I help you today?” you asked the customer, your heart rate going up at you looked up and saw the familiar face of the cute guy next door.

“I’d like to rent this!” he told you as he placed down nightmare on elm street. You smiled and nodded as you picked the vhs and walked to the computer on the side of the countertop “I um, need your uh, name..” you trailed off as you got ready to type it in. “It’s Eddie, Eddie munson!” you smiled wider as you typed his name into the system.

“Alright, you’re all set to go!” he smiled as you handed him the vhs back. “Thanks..y/n!” you felt the butterflies start fluttering as he said your name. He grabbed the vhs and walked out of the family video store. Keith had never witnessed you flustered. He sure wasn’t gonna let you live it down either. A huge part of you wanted to keep talking to Eddie but you had no clue about what.

You smiled as you swayed along to the beat of the song. You had noticed out of the corner of your eye, Eddie was leaning against a member of his band and watched you dance on the stage as you sang.

“Es a quien le hago cartas noche y día, Que no puedo entregar. El chico del apartamento 512”

It’s whom I write letters to, day and night. That I can not deliver. The guy from apartment 512.

You shrugged off the winter coat you had on as you entered your bedroom. You walked over to your desk and sighed at the pile of letters you had written about your love for Eddie, you wanted to deliver but never had the guts to do so. You sat down on your chair and pulled out more paper and got started writing another letter.

“What are these?” Max asked as she entered your small room, pointing to the pile of letters on your desk. “Those are nothing!” you jumped in front of the pile and laid on top of them. “Y/n.” you sighed at her. “Fine, there letters to a guy I happen to like..” you explained to her.

“Why are they still here then?” you avoided her gaze. “Because I've never actually given him any of them!” you quickly said. “THERE ABOUT EDDIE!” Max yelled as she stared at the unfolded letter you had on your desk. “MAX!” you quickly ripped the paper oof the desk and held it to your chest. “You like eddie? The freak next door eddie?” you nodded slowly at her question, slowly sinking to the floor. “Why don’t you give him a letter? I’m sure he’s not a ladies man like Steve or Billy was.” she asked, sitting next to you on the floor.

“I don’t know?! I’m scared of him rejecting me I guess..” you looked over at the girl. “So what if he rejects you!?” she looked at you with wide eyes. “If he does reject me, i have to see him next door, you know how embarrassing that would be going outdoors and seeing the weirdo girl who had a crush on you!” you ranted to her.

Max sighs at you. “You never know y/n, maybe he feels the same way. What would you do if another pretty girl came rolling up here to hit on Eddie and he agreed to date her? Would you live with your what ifs?” you thought about it for a minute before shooting up. “Max, your a genius!” you smiled and pulled out a notebook from under your bed. And got to writing.

“She’s pretty good!” Gareth told Eddie in his ear as they all watched you perform. Along with steve. “She’s great!” Eddie's eyes flickered towards steve and eyed him, he who he was suspecting the song was about.

“Pero hoy por fin me he decidido de confersarle todo mi amour”

But today I have finally decided to confess all my love.

You had mentally prepared yourself to talk to Eddie whenever you would see him again. Fate was unkind to you and it had been about a week since you promised to yourself next time you would see him you would confess your love.

You decided it was time to take your fate into your own palms and go up to his door. You let out a deep breath as you walked up the steps to his trailer, you took in a deep breath as you knocked onto the screen door. You felt your body gain goosebumps as you knocked.

“Una güera contesta la puerta, Y mi corazón se quiebra”

A blonde answers the door, and my heart breaks.

You prepared to say the whole letter you had written that day just to confess to him. You felt the butterflies in your stomach, drop as a strawberry blonde girl opened the door, you recognized the girl to be Chrissy Cunningham, the “queen of hawkins high” you sighed as she smiled at you.

“De veras que sentí mi corazón quebrandose, Cuando de repente ella preguntó...¿Buscabas a mi hermano?”

I really felt my heart breaking, when suddenly she asked…”Were you looking for my brother?

“Are you looking for eddie? He’s at the town’s festival, practicing for tonight! I work for the band, I'm their runner!” she told you, holding up a box of eddie’s extra guitar picks. You smiled at her. “Are you eddie’s girlfriend?” she made a face of disgust. “Oh god no, He’s like a brother to me!” she explained. “Are you going to the festival tonight?” she asked, as she walked out of the trailer and towards her car.

“Yeah, i’m gonna perform a song I wrote!” she smiled wider at your words. “You better get to the practice rehearsal! Need a ride?” you smiled back at her and shook your head.

“No, thank you though!” you smiled at the girl, butterflies in your stomach started fluttering again at the realization you still had a chance with the song you wrote.

“El chico del apartamento 512!”

The guy from apartment 512

You smiled widely and continued to sing. Off the stage you hadn’t noticed Steve's wide grin as he overheard Eddie's friend's conversation. “Isn’t she Eddie's neighbor too?” Eddie was entranced by you; he didn't pay attention to his friends talking.

Once the song was finished, everyone clapped for your performance. “Thank you!” You waved to Nancy and the others in the crowd. You smiled and walked off the stage, where you were greeted by a wide grinning steve. “What?” you asked him, taking the water bottle from his hands. “It’s about Eddie isn’t it?” your eyes widened as Steve nudged you. “Shut up! Maybe…” you smirked at him.

“Talk to him y/n!” he nudged you over to eddie, where you stumbled into him. “I’m so sorry! My friend just pushed me!” you apologized to eddie, who stared at you in awe. “Steve is your friend?” you nodded at his question. “Well that makes me feel dumb..” he muttered to himself. You tilted your head.

“I thought you and him were a thing and the song was about him. If you don’t mind me asking, who is it about then?” You sucked in a breath at his question. “The song is actually about you, eddie. I wrote the song about my feelings for you..” he stayed silent for a minute before looking at you shocked.

“It’s about me! You like me?!” he smiled at you, you smiled back and nodded. “Would you like to go on a date with me, sometime then?” you smiled wider at his question. “I’d love too, I live next door to you if you need my address to pick me up!” he smiled at your words.

You and Eddie spent most of the festival together, eating the unhealthy fried stuff and watching other people/bands perform. Overall you had a great night.

“Um, goodnight y/n.” Eddie told you as he walked you back to your trailer. “Night guy from trailer 512!” you both chuckled and went into your separate trailer’s excited for the upcoming date you both had planned at the festival.

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luvr-bunnyy · 2 years

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remember when

EDDIE MUNSON x fem!READER

word count: 2.8k

WARNINGS: body insecurities, mentions of underage alcohol/drug use, implied driving under the influence, no smut but suggestive content

[a/n: alright, here’s track 2 of eddie’s mixtape!! strap in y’all, it’s ANGSTY as fuck but i promise you that this series will have a happy ending, and always remember DO NOT DRIVE UNDER ANY INFLUENCE ever. please make smart decisions and stay safe <3 -yours truly, bunnyy]

rewind ⇄ eject tape ⇄ next track

Lately, you were all Eddie could think about.

Thought I saw your shadow under the door

It was almost like you were invading every single nook and crevice of his mind

Your beautiful eyes.

Every breathtaking detail of your face.

The slope of your nose, the bump just at the bridge of it. The apples of your cheeks. Especially all the little imperfections of your skin. He would kiss every one of them, if you’d let him. Your lips. The softness of your jawline. It all drove him crazy.

YOU drove him crazy.

“Eddie!” You laughed as he nuzzled his nose against the skin of your neck. Playfully blowing a raspberry into the sensitive skin before you pushed him away with a scoff, cheeks red, eyes wide.

“Did you just-?” You were speechless. “I’m not a baby.”

“Oh but that’s where you’re wrong- RAHHH!” He growled like a troll and tackled you down to the bed. “You’re my baby.” He erratically kissed all over your face. “My princess!” He roared once more. “And bridge trolls’ favorite food is princess!” He added faux chomping noises to the chaos.

“No! No! Please, Mr. Bridge Troll! Don’t eat me!” You played along, asking for mercy.

Pulling away, he was now hovering over you. Hair creating a partition between the both of you and the outside world. “And what would the princess like to offer for her freedom?”

Just a trick of the light I've seen before

“Hmmm.” You pretended to think before gently pushing him aside, watching as he bounced onto his mattress. “I owe you nothing!” You laughed before running out of his bedroom door and into the hallway, the bathroom door slamming shut.

With a gasp, Eddie’s eyes snapped open.

I can never tell what's real anymore

Anymore, anymore

“For fuck’s sake.” He sighed, running his hands over his tired face. Fingers rubbing his eyelids when an electronic ‘beep beep beep’ had caught his attention.

Bringing his wrist up to his bleary eyes, they widened. Suddenly wide awake.

12pm

“Ahh shit. I almost forgot.” He quickly slipped on his sneakers, grabbed his backpack and ran out of his room, swiping his keys off the hallway table and rushing out the door.

As he drove, he smiled at the sight of the empty cassette case resting on his dashboard.

‘For Eddie the Banished, from (Y/n) the cunning.’ Written on the spine, accompanied with a few doodles of a flaming sword, a D20, a brewing cauldron, and other bits and pieces. It was a reference to both of yours’ D&D characters. You had given it to him earlier that summer.

“Come on, grumpy. It’s not that bad.” You nudged his shoulder, taking a hit of the joint between your fingers.

“I flunked my senior year, completely tanked it, and you’re telling me-” He cleared his throat. “It’s not that bad.” He mimicked your tone, you passed him the blunt. “People already think I’m a freak. This just gives them another reason to kick me around. I’m a freak and an idiot.”

“Hey, don’t say that.” You turned on your ‘stern’ voice. “You, Edward Munson, are not an idiot. Just because you flunked doesn’t mean you aren’t smart.”

“Are you serious right now? That’s literally why I flunked.”

“Eddie. You are a whiz at quick math. I’ve seen you tally up a dice roll and ability scores in milliseconds. You’ve read the Lord of the Rings book hundreds of times, you’ve come up with four hour long campaigns in just under thirty minutes. You have an amazing mind. Turning in a couple late assignments and not being a great test taker doesn’t determine your worth.”

You were too busy gazing out at the sunset but Eddie’s eyes were fixated on you. His jaw was basically on the floor. Tears pricking at his eyes.

You reached into your jacket pocket, at the sudden movement, he snapped his head away from you. “Here. Maybe this’ll make you feel better.” You held out the cassette tape. “Gareth helped me put it together.” He couldn’t tell because of the low-light but your face was burning red.

Wordlessly, he took the tape and admired all the personal touches.

Shaking the memory, he turned into the familiar parking lot. As he turned the volume down, he caught sight of you through the window.

You had a smile stretched out over your lips, the one that plagued his brain, as you spoke with a customer. The canary yellow accents on your white work uniform made your beautifully tan skin pop. He remembered how you complained about your melanin issues.

“I don’t get it Eds! I’m pale in the winter and the second summer starts, poof! Tan!”

“And that’s a bad thing, why?”

“Because I stick out more. I get more girls asking me about where I get my spray tan and making a joke about the fires of hell.”

But he thought you looked beautiful. Winter pale or summer tan.

Honking twice, he waited until you looked out the window. Once again, that damn smile graced his eyes.

Stomach fluttering as Eddie smiled back at you, you bit your bottom lip. Holding up your finger. ‘One minute.’ You mouthed.

“Okay Mae, I’m clocking out!”

You didn’t wait for a response, running to the back and punching out. Tossing your apron into the locker and slinging your backpack over your shoulder. Your heart was fluttering with nerves and excitement.

Steve was having a small get together at his place and he had invited you and Eddie. It sounded like fun but Eddie hadn’t seen you in a bathing suit since you were 8 and he was 9 and Wayne bought the two of you a kiddie pool and seeing as you didn’t have a properly fitting bathing suit, Robin and Nancy had accompanied you to the mall to find one.

It was a two piece.

You had never in your life worn a two piece.

They mortified you to no end. No, the one you bought wasn’t a bikini. The bottoms were high waisted and the top was almost like a sports bra but still. There was a significant amount of skin exposed.

And you and Eddie were older now.

I remember when we ran from the pool

As you changed in Steve’s bathroom, you were starting to regret buying this monstrosity advertised as swimwear.

There was a bulge where the fabric stretched over your lower tummy, a little bit of fat was peeking from the part near your armpits, your stretch marks were on full display, and your hip-dips were less than ideal.

A soft knock on the door pulled you from your own scrutinizing gaze.

“Everything alright?” Robin called softly.

“Y-Yeah. Everything’s good.” You called back, unlocking the door.

Upon opening it, you held your folded up diner uniform to cover up your midsection. “Might as well get this over with, right?”

Slightly concerned, Eddie waited anxiously in the pool. He had put his hair in a low bun, a few strands of hair framing his face.

“Come on, Eddie!” Dustin smacked his bare back with a pool noodle. “Grab a noodle.”

“Henderson just give me a sec, I’m waiting for-” Eddie choked on his spit. You placed your work uniform into your backpack.

“Whao!” Max shouted in awe from a lounge chair across the pool. El at her side, eyes wide.

You were a vision in white.

This definitely wasn’t the unicorn one-piece he was expecting but he definitely wasn’t complaining about it. His eyes trailed over your body in nothing but admiration. Raking over the tattoo you got on a drunken dare. It was a bat tattoo that matched his but when he caught sight of unfamiliar ink peeking from the waistband of your swimsuit bottoms, his blood turned to ice.

“Hey man, pull it together.” Steve playfully shoved Eddie. “You’re creepin’ her out.”

You were squirming under his burning gaze. “Do I really look that bad?”

“What?! NO!” He cleared his throat. “No, of course not. You-you look freakin’ rad.”

All the decorations up in your room

Maybe it was the whiskey that Steve had stolen from his dad’s liquor cabinet, stealing it once the little rugrats were gone, or the blunt that the two of you shared on the drive back to your place but…Eddie felt like he was on cloud 9.

It had been a while since he had been in your trailer, or your room for that matter.

However, at the moment, he was very intently inspecting your wall. It was covered in band posters and magazine clippings of whatever heartthrob you were obsessed with as a 12 year old.

He was trying not to imagine the scene behind his back.

Like you leaning down to pull your swimsuit bottoms off, pulling the top over your head. Leaning over again to pull on a pair of underwear-shit

“Eddie!” He jumped. “I said I was done.” You laughed, inserting a tape into the VHS player before plopping down on the bed, patting the spot next to you.

Kicking off his shoes, he jumped in next to you. Sitting up against the headboard, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. Humming at his enticing warmth, you snuggled into his side as the familiar theme song of Chavo del Ocho played.

“Sweetheart, what’re we watching?”

“It’s called Chavo del Ocho. It’s basically about a little boy that lives in a poor neighborhood, and gets in trouble with his neighbors all the time. He doesn’t have all the latest toys or anything but he still finds a way to have fun.” You explained. “Sounds familiar, doesn’t it?” You looked up at him to find him already gazing down at you.

“Yeah. Yeah, it does.”

And I couldn't find the right words to use

Flashes of your childhood together made you both smile. Then the realization hit him.

You were his past and present. He so desperately wanted you to be his future.

“Hey, (Y/n)?”

“Yeah?” You whispered, still gazing into his enticingly dark eyes.

Without another word, he pulled you onto him, your knees falling around his waist as you straddled him. He warmly stroked your sides. You slowly gravitated towards him, forehead landing on his.

“Can I-” He swallowed nervously, thumb hooking at the elastic of your sweats. “Can I see your tattoo?” Seeing your face fall a bit, he wanted to beat himself up. Nonetheless, you nodded. He bit his bottom lip, looking down towards where your bodies met, his forehead now resting against your chin.

He tugged the band of your sweats and panties down just enough to see it. Index and middle finger hooked into the fabric to keep it out of his way.

It was a sword stabbed through a D20. He recognized it from a doodle he made in your player guide. The very same one Wayne had given you for your birthday. Mindlessly, he stroked it with his thumb, not missing the way your body jolted at the sudden sensation.

“Eddie…” Your voice came out whinier than you had meant but your need for him in the moment was so overpowering. At the heavenly sound, he looked back up, forehead back on your. Your nose brushed his as you leaned into him.

But I knew that you knew

“I-Can I kiss you?”

“Yes.”

At your confirmation, he surged forward. Hands never leaving your sides. Both your lips were a bit chapped from being in the sun all day but it didn’t matter.

All that mattered was the gentle dance between your lips. No fight for dominance, no lust. Just languid melted kisses.

It seems so long, it seemed so long

It felt like there was no one else in the world.

Eddie had wanted this for so long. So, so long. It was a relief that you did too.

The moments that stay, they turn out all wrong

Memories of times he chickened out, near misses, or cock blocks all melted away. All the times Gareth and Jeff had stressed that the moment would present itself naturally. To not force anything.

He’d never admit it but maybe they were right.

You couldn’t believe it. You were on top of Eddie Munson.

You were kissing Eddie Munson.

Eddie Munson. Your best friend since you were six years old. The boy that gave you butterflies when he complimented you. The boy that wanted you around all the time, even going as far as offering you a spot in Corroded Coffin, saying you could play the triangle for them.

Eddie “The Freak” Munson. The boy that gave you a safe space. Your home from home.

After what felt like an eternity, you both pulled away. Blushes fierce and oxygen levels deathly low.

When I look around, you're gone

That was two weeks ago.

And even though you lived less than a few feet away from him, he could never catch you. You changed your hours at the diner and he had always “just missed you.” at the Family Video store.

Hell, Dustin had seen more of you than Eddie had.

Any time he tried to go over to yours or call, your car was never in the driveway. He never knew how he missed the sound of your car pulling into the gravely path. And when he did see your car in the driveway, your dad’s was always next to it.

He was hurt. No, scratch that. He was heartbroken.

How cruel did you have to be to string him along like that? Very.

And you were anything but cruel. Especially towards him.

All the places that return to

So, on a Saturday afternoon. He headed towards Terry’s diner. He didn’t feel like trying to whip anything up so he’d get something for him and Wayne to eat. He definitely didn’t get his hopes up since you changed your work schedule.

Pulling into a parking spot, he missed the familiar blue muscle car two spaces away from him.

“You can’t just come in here and hang around.” He paused at your giggling voice. “You have to order something.”

“Well how about a chocolate milkshake with a side of you, to go.” Another familiar voice flirted.

He knew that voice.

He hated it with a passion.

As he dared to look up, he was mortified.

All the faces that remind you

You were standing behind the bar counter, coffee pot in hand and a bright smile on your face. The same one that plagued his mind.

Billy was sat on a stool, leaned over the counter, your chin tucked between his forefinger and thumb.

Billy Hargrove.

What the hell.

What the-

Billy leaned in and quickly pecked your lips.

You smiled. Leaning forward and kissing him once more.

He was gonna hurl.

I can still see you at the place out there when I close my eyes

For days, Eddie couldn’t get the image out of his head. He had nightmares about it. So now, instead of seeing you and your intoxicating smile, he saw you kissing Billy.

Over and over and over and over.

He started to overthink everything.

Was it all a lie? He could’ve sworn you felt the same way. Gareth and Jeff constantly poked fun and your longing glances and lingering touches. The pet names and words that you wouldn’t say to a friend. He couldn’t have been the only one that felt the electricity coursing through their veins.

Do you remember when we felt like the only two alive?

He had so many things he wanted to ask. Things to say. There were many nights when he picked up the land line before slamming the receiver back down.

There were times when he had actually input your phone number. The one he knew by heart but when he heard the echoing ring across the way, he couldn’t follow through

Don't let me be one of the people that seek a lost romance

He couldn’t take it anymore.

The one day he had finally let the phone ring all the way but he was met with a busy signal. Picking up the base of the landline, he glanced out the window, your car was in the driveway and he could see you through your kitchen window.

Your landline was mounted to the wall, you had the receiver against one ear, twirling the cord mindlessly with your finger. You looked smitten.

Still listening to the solemn tone of the busy signal, he spoke.

“Please sweetheart, I’ve gotta know. It’s killing me.” He whimpered as tears flowed down his cheeks. Releasing the blinds. “Would you go and do it all over again, given a chance?”

Hours later, an unfamiliar car came through.

Glancing out the window, there it was.

The blue Camaro.

His heart shattered all over again.

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eddie invited to the carne asada and he's nervous but readers family practically adopts him, also maybe reader trying to dress him up a bit but rlly its just like botas y un sombrero con su ropa normal 😭 idk

Sorry this took so long, I haven’t been feeling like myself lately. I’ll just be writing short stories to the requests I’ve received.

Part of the family

Eddie Munson x gn! hispanic! reader

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Weeks before the get together with your family, you took Eddie shopping for some clothes that he could wear. It was hard to get something his style, just when the two of you were ready to call it a day. He caught sight of some boots that he thought would look good with his black jeans.

The man working at the cash register, smiled fondly at the two of you. As the two of you walked closer he struck up casual conversation. In which you told him it will be Eddie’s first time going to a get together with your whole family to eat carne asada. He could see the excitement in Eddie’s eye to which he decided to give him something else to wear.

“On the house.” He said as he placed a hat on the counter. Both of you tried to reject it, not only because it wasn’t something that neither of you planned to get. But also because it seemed to be a bit pricey.

Gradually, Eddie expressed how cool it would look, that he accepted it. Now that the outfit was coming together, Eddie was more than ready. Or so he thought, as the two of you were waiting for your uncle to open the door, Eddie was nervous. This wouldn’t be the first time that he meets your family yet he couldn’t help but feel his palms begin to sweat.

Once everyone finished eating Eddie felt himself relax. It was easy to talk to your family aside from some of them not being fluent in English. Some other family members took a liking to him and invited him to more events.

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milkmily · 2 years

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Kiss and meet [Eddie Munson]

Eddie Munson x Latina/Hispanic Chubby Reader

Eddie has been thinking about you scene the party. He thought sneaking you out would be an amazing idea. So he threw rocks at your window and couldn't wait to take you out. You two have fun and then he invites you to meet his club members.

YOU ALL WERE SO SWEET IN THE LAST ONE 😭 THANK YOU SO MUCH!!

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Your family from your dad's sids was over at your house. You didn't talk to them much other than greeting them and answering some questions they asked. You mostly spend the time in your room. But now that they know you dropped out of college, for sure they were going to talk about you behind your back.

Your parents were alright with you dropping out. They did react badly but they saw it was your life and just brushed it off. You knew they were still disappointed that you dropped, but at least you have a nice job that helps you pay rent and food.

But you weren't worried about them talking behind you. You were rather excited today! Eddie asked you out and you are sneaking out. Your parents don't like you going out while there are guests around. So the best thing to do is to sneak out. It's not like it's the first time you've ever sneaked out.

You walked down stairs and grabbed a glass of water. "I'm going to bed early. Good night." You say and everyone says goodnight. You stopped halfway to the stairs and listened and watched their conversation. "Well, Analilia is in college and she's almost going to graduate! She's going to get an amazing job." One of your aunts says. "And [Name] dropped out only to work at a horrible job." She says. "Yes, but it's her decision." Your mom says, sounding annoyed.

"I bet her excuse was stupid too. I mean, she isn't even married! If she doesn't want to go to school, she at least has to get married." Your aunt says and your father's eyes go wide. "Mi hija tuvo una buena excusa. Y no andes hablando de mi niña así. Si sigues así, por favor, salgan de nuestra casa." Your dad says. Your aunt nods and apologizes. You knew she would, she doesn't even live in Hawkins. Your uncle wanted to visit because he and your dad get along well.

You couldn't help but smile and walk up the stairs quietly. You locked the door to your room and started to prepare yourself. You grab a bunch of clothes out of your closet till you find the perfect one. Once you were done with that, you did your makeup and soon added some perfume.

You hear something hit your window and you smile knowing who was out. You opened your window and saw the long haired man. You grabbed your bag and threw it at him. He catches it and then sees you climb out of your window. "Wowo! Hold it!" He says and drops your bag. He prepares for when you could fall. You successfully landed with no injuries.

"Eddie!" You say, wrap your arms around and kiss his cheek and the other. "Okay! Let's go then!" You say as you walk to his car. Eddie touched his cheek and smiles like an idiot in love(which he very much is). He followed and got in his car. "Alright, you ready?"

"Yup! Let's go!" You say and he starts the car and goes. You weren't really talking much and he could see you were a little upset.

"I told my friends about you." He says. You raise your eyebrows and look at him then back to the window. "You better have said something nice about me." You say and Eddie smiles. "I did and they absolutely love you. Dustin wants to meet you." He says. "He also said he wants to go to a party with me too because it sounded cool." You chuckled and said, "Well lucky for him, there will be a party in 2 weeks."

"Another one?"

"Yup! And you will be dancing with me this time. Mom had you all day last time." He chuckled as he remembered how your mom had him moving all day. "I'll gladly dance with you and show you how well I dance to Mexican songs." You laughed and Eddie melted. He loves making you laugh. You locked hands with Eddie and say, "Thank you."

"For what?" He asks as he tries to keep looking at the road. He was for sure going crazy right now.

"Making me feel better. Family from my dad's side were talking shit about me."

"The same aunt from the party?"

"No, from my dad's side." You say and hold tightly on to his hand. "They are here because my dad and uncle get along and are throwing a small party. Just family." You say. "But you can come over."

"When is it?"

"Like in 2 days."

"I can't, I have something to do." He says. He had a meeting with his club. He'd love to go! He enjoyed the last party and he for sure would love this one. But he had to go to play D&D. "Can I go with you?" You say and lay your head on his arm.

"W-With me?"

"Yes. I have nothing to do there. All there will be is chisme and drunk uncles and aunts."

"Where I am going is to play D&D." He said and you smiled. "Perfect! I can meet everyone! I'll probably bring everyone something to eat." You say. "Also where are we going?"

"We are almost there." He says and soon goes into the woods. You smiled and knew where he was taking you. "Lover lake?"

"I mean, we can look at the stars and probably just, you know, know more about each other." He says and bites his bottom lip, in hopes of you liking the idea. "It sounds way better than being taken to a restaurant."

"Oh thank God. I was going to take us to a record store or a restaurant." He says and parks his car. "Ohh, the record store is actually a really cool place. It will be our 4th date then." You say as you hop out of the car. Eddie was so in love with you. This man would do anything for you.

Eddie gets out of the car and locks the door. He opens the truck and gets out two brown bags and a blanket. "¿Y qué es eso?" You ask, pointing at the brown bags. "No clue what you said, but I'm guessing what these are." He says as he holds the bags up. "This will be our very fancy dinner." He says and hands them to you.

"With our very fancy and fine soda drinks." You giggled at him and nodded. "Alright Mr. Fancy guy. Let's go on our fancy date." You say as he closes the back and walks with you. "Sooo, what were you studying In college?" He asks. Eddie is actually really curious about what you studied. He also wants to know why you dropped out and what made you come back to Indiana. Also your favorite artist and he wants to learn a bit of Spanish cuz it sounds really romantic to him.

"Well, I studied to be a lawyer. But I saw that I had to study and study even if I graduated. So that was my first reason. The second one was money. I couldn't afford it so I left California and moved back to Indiana with my parents." You say.

"What about you?" You ask. "Oh, well… um, I haven't graduated." He says and finds the perfect spot for you two. He lays the blanket down and sits down. He puts a drink down and pats down, making you sit down.

"But I am for sure going to graduate this year!" He says as he sips his soda. "I'm sure you will." You say as you hand him the bags. "I'll even help you with your homework."

"Really?"

"I already passed through that. I'm sure I can do this." You say and look in the bag. "You got tacos?"

"Yeah, I really liked the ones at the party so I decided to get some for us." He says. "But I didn't really understand what he was saying so I got us like 4 different meats." He says and holds out to places. You get out the two others and smile. "Aww, Eddie." You get closer to him and kiss his cheek. "That's really sweet of you."

Eddie rolled his eyes with a smile on his face and said, "Stop, I'm blushing." You laughed and grabbed your soda. "Let's eat then!"

You grabbed your plate and unwrapped the tinfoil around it. "Also, they gave me like 5 small cups of salsas. And half of them were opened." He says as he holds out the ones that survived. "Thank you Mi amor." You say. As Eddie stops himself from eating his taco and looks at you. "You called me what?"

"Mi amor?"

"W-What does that mean?" He says as he has a smile on his face. "I think you already know with that stupid sweet smile in your face." You say and Eddie looks away. "Probably, probably not. Need to confirm if it is what I think it is?" You rolled your eyes and chuckled. "It's my love."

"Aww stop! I'm so red right now." You laughed and shook your head. "Oh I am sorry my lady. It's just I love seeing your blush." Eddie smiles and eats his food. "So, um, how's life?"

"It's good. Haven't sneaked out in a long time. So let's hope I don't get my ass whooped."

"You still get hit by your parents?" Eddie asks, concerned. "Umm, yeah? If you live under their roof, and by their I mean my parents, you must follow the rules."

"Aren't you like 20?"

"Yes, but I live under their roof." Eddie just nods. You two continue to talk and laugh. Eddie tries repeating Spanish words that were probably bad words you told him to say. He always asks if it means good or bad and you say good. But to never use them on your parents. That just confirms their bad. But he still says them to get you to laugh.

You two are now lying on the blanket and watching the stars. Eddie really isn't because he's just looking at you. You are the only one looking at the stars. "Hey, what time is it?" You ask. "It's…" Eddie checks his watch and says, "it's 12:30."

"Shit!" You sit up and get your belongings. "We need to go!" You say and Eddie gets up. He tries to help you get up, but decline nicely and get up yourself. You two get in his car and took off. "I am so sorry Eddie. But I don't want to get in trouble." You sat. "Don't worry, you are all good." He says and holds your hand. You hold his hand and calm down. "I had lots of fun today." You say. "I was hoping you were going to like it." He says. You two soon get to your house but he passes by it and parks his car. "How are you getting in?" He asks and gets out. You get out and say, "My brother left a latter where my window is." You say and you two walk to your place. You sneak behind the house and Eddie just follows you.

"Well, my stop is here." You say and Eddie sees the latter. "Holy shit, he actually left it there."

"He likes you. So he put it there. He used to not leave it there if he didn't like a guy I dated. " he just nods and you get close to him. "I actually had lots of fun. I'm excited to meet your friends." You say and tilt your head to the side and smile. "T-Thats good." He says and gulps. "They will love you."

"I hope so." You say and cup his cheeks. You get closer to his face and soon, you two almost touched lips when you stopped. He was scared you could hear his heart. But he kind of wanted you to hear just to show how crazy in love he is for you. You gave him some time to pull away but Eddie just pushed you in and kissed you. You kiss him back and wrap your arms around him. You pulled from the kiss and smiled. "See you later, Eddie."

"Yeah, see you later [Name]." You go up the latter and Eddie sees you get in. You waved at him and closed the window. Eddie whispers a small 'yes!' And jumps. He runs away and goes to his car. Eddie goes in his car and laughs. He hides his face with his hands and giggles.

Ohhh how he was going to tell the guys what happened and for sure they were going to be jealous.

"Don't believe you." Mike says. "Seriously?" Eddie says and Mike shrugs. "You say all of this but haven't even introduced her."

"I literally told you guys about her, the food they gave at the party, and her family last time." Eddie says and he hears Gareth hum. "I mean, we really can't believe you if we haven't met her." Gareth says. The rest nodded except for Dustin. "You all really think I can't date people?"

"I believe you do." Dustin says. "And I'd like to meet her." He says. "And you will! In two days!"

"That's when we play!" Mike says. "And she's coming over! We talked about it." Eddie says. He crossed his arms and closed his eyes. They really think he can't pull?

He groans and says, "She's coming in two days. She says she is bringing you all something. So be kind!" They all nod and Dustin does a little cheer.

"But isn't that the day we play?" Mike questioned and Eddie nods. "Yes, and she would like to see us play?" Mile rolled his eyes. "Can't she come another day?"

"Nope, it's already planned."

"I am so nervous." You say as you check yourself in the small mirror. You fixed your hair and checked your earrings.

"Calm down. They will like you. Plus, they are kids." Eddie says and parks the car in front of the school.

"Yes, but a good first impression is very important, Eddie. Plus, they trust you and I want them to trust me too." You say as you hold on to the regtengal tray. "You think they like sweet stuff too?" You ask. "We will see." He says and signs. He holds your hand and kisses it. "Everything will go well. Trust me. Dustin absolutely loves you." He says and he sees you smile. "There is that smile." He says and kisses your cheek.

"Ya parale." You say and you feel your ears get hot. "Okay, how do I look?" You ask as you look at him. "So fucking gorgeous." He says and you giggled. "Stop or I'm going to kiss you again."

"Oh, I'd love that." He moves your hair behind your ear and looks at your lips. You look at him and get close. "HEY! YOU TWO COMING OR ARE JUST STAYING THERE TO MAKE OUT?" You pushed Eddie away and looked behind him. There was a boy with a cap on. He had the same shirt that Eddie had. His eyes go wide and smiles. He waves at you and you smile at him. "Hello!!" You heard him say and you giggled. "He's so adorable." You say. You get out of the car while holding the tray.

The boy runs up to you and waves. "Hi! I'm Dustin!"

"You're Dustin! Eddie has told me about you?"

"Really?" You nodded and his smile went wider. "Hahaha! Nice! What did you get there?" He asks as he points at the tray. "Um, it's Flan." He gives you a puzzled look. "It's cream caramel." He tilted his head to the side and shook your head. "When we are inside, you can get a slice." Dustin nods and walks inside. "Let's go then." Eddie says and holds the tray for you. "Dustin is like a huge fan of yours." He says as he walks beside you.

"I can tell. He seemed really excited to see me." You two head to his club classroom and hear Dustin. "She's here! She even brought something called a flan? I honestly don't know what it is but she says it's sweet." He says and they just nod. "How much did he pay you?" Mike asks.

"Ouch, a little offended you guys don't think I'm real." They all look at each other and their eyes go wide as they see you. "That's her! That's [Name]!" Dustin says. "And she brought us flan."

Eddie walks in and points at an empty chair. You sit on it and look around. It was all decorated on theme and even Eddie had a chair that looked like it belonged to a king. "So, um, how long have you been together?" Mike asks. "I guess 4 weeks?" You say and Eddie nods. Eddie is just so happy and lucky to have you. He feels like the luckiest man alive right now. Eddie is just looking at you the whole time while the rest ask you questions about yourself.

"Eddie says you speak Spanish, say someone in spanish." Dustin says. "What do you want me to say?" You ask and he thinks for some minutes. "Anything really."

"Si eso dices." Dustin is impressed and tries copying what you say. Mike tries correcting him but he also fails at it. "What does that even mean?" Mike asks. "If you say so." He nods and says, "Can we have a piece?"

"Go ahead. I brought it for a reason." Mike is first to go and then the rest. Soon, they start their game while you eat your flan and giggle whenever they do their acting parts. It was honestly fun being with them. Soon the game came to an end.

You all said goodbye as you went with Eddie and drove off to your house. "What did I tell you? They loved you!"

"Thank God, I was so worried that they would hate me."

"They would never. You are so sweet. How could someone hate you?" You chuckled and shook your head. "Stop being so sweet Eddie."

"I'm telling the truth!" He says and you giggled. "Hey, so I got you something." Eddie says as he parks his car. He looks behind and gets out a bag. "I remember you said you liked, um I honestly don't know how to pronounce their name but here." He says and hands you a cassette tape. You screamed when you saw the cover. "Holy shit! You got me [F/Spanish artist from the 80s]!" You grabbed his collar shirt and pulled him into a quick kiss.

"Thank you so much. Fuck, I owe you for this."

"N-No! You're good!" He says. "Seriously, thank you so fucking much Eddie. God I love you for this." You put it in your bag and held his hand. You kissed it and looked at him. Eddie smiles and starts driving again. "So, the party. When is it again?"

"In two weeks. It's my cousin's quinsañera." You say and Eddie just nods. "What should I bring as a gift?" He asks. "Well, you can bring makeup or clothes. Anything girly you know?"

"I suck at that. You'll have to come with me to go shopping." You smiled and nodded. "Alright then. I'll be helping you. I need to get her something too." You say and lay your head on his shoulder. You closed your eyes and smiled. You seriously loved this man so much. He's always so kind to you and so loving.

You felt the car stop and opened your eyes. You look at Eddie and smile. Eddie was bright red and you laughed. "Well, I'll see you later. Take care amor." You kiss his cheek and get off. He watches you get inside your house and drives off.

He giggles and thinks, 'hehehe she called me love'

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