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hawkinshighdropout · 2 years

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Please Don't Judas Me.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x (female) Reader

Summary: Chrissy wants what she can't have, Eddie. Your best friend and long-term boyfriend. Things are growing tense in the group as you are slowly being replaced by his new best friend. Only problem was? You were here first, and he is clueless.

Warnings: No warnings, this is kinda angsty/fluff content. Unless you count a couple of curse words as needing a warning? Idk, I haven’t written fanfics in like 8 years so I’m a little rusty…

Note/Request: Requested by @authorlovers. “perhaps eddie & reader are dating and absolutely smitten but chrissy starts flirting with him and eddies confused and doesn't know what to do? but caughts himself because reader has been with him through absolutely everything and chrissy only likes him because he started getting interesting? like the hermione x ron x lavender love triangle?”

Bonus: This doesn't follow canon plot, The Upside Down and Vecna are still about and a threat, but Chrissy doesn't die in Eddie's trailer, some things are taken from the show but I reworked it for fanfic sake, please enjoy.

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“Corroded Coffin?! Of course I remember, with a name like that, how could I forget?!” Chrissy exclaims excitedly from her spot on the bench.

Chrissy and Eddie were currently hanging out in a secluded area of the forest, he was trying to make the nervous cheerleader relax around him so he could complete the deal he was currently working on. She had gotten spooked so Eddie was trying his hardest to work his natural charm to settle her nerves and make her trust him, as much as she could trust someone selling her drugs that is.

“Earth to Lonely Wizard… Come in? Lonely Wizard, are you there? Over.” You mumbled, your voice echoing in the forest from the speaker on Eddie’s walkie talkie.

A little flustered, Eddie reached over to swipe the radio out from the seat of the bench, excusing himself politely from Chrissy and turning to wander away from her to respond to your call.

“Yeah? Uh… Can’t talk right now, I’m in the middle of a deal, is it important or can this wait?” he asked, keeping his voice hushed. It’s only when he heard you clearing your throat that he added “Over…” to the end of your response.

“A deal? Who with? Over.” voice full of intrigue, completely ignoring his question in favour of probing him with your own.

“Look, I can’t talk right now. I’ll swing by once I’m—” he starts, but you can hear Chrissy’s sweet voice in the background as she asks if he is going to be taking much longer as she had somewhere to be.

“Chrissy? The Queen of Hawkins High is buying drugs from you?” you were perplexed, voice conveying your pure shock as you couldn’t believe that this was happening.

Eddie fumbled to switch off the walkie talkie before anything else could be heard from either end, letting out a sigh before he wanders back to the bench to her. Apologising for the interruptions, he’s then sitting back down across from her, noticing how she has once again become tense and on edge.

You repeatedly tried contacting Eddie through the handset, only getting more and more annoyed that he had closed off his communication. He didn’t normally blow you off like that, he normally dropped everything to hangout with you or to let you know beforehand where he’s going. The fact he’s hanging out with a girl AND hiding it? That didn’t’ sit well with you.

“Sorry about that…” Eddie mumbled, “Okay, I can do 25% discount for the ½, $15. You’re robbing me blind here…” he laughed, glancing across at the usually peppy blonde.

“Uh… Do you…. Have anything, maybe… Stronger?” she asked, unsure of herself as she kept her eyes away from Eddie.

He looked at her as if he wasn’t really sure what to say, sure, he had other stuff, but that wasn’t usually for sale. He got by just fine with selling the weed to random people at school and around town, he didn’t just pass out pills or anything else without taking it into serious consideration. Partially for the health and wellbeing of the buyer, but also knowing the punishment and risks of getting caught with or with selling the harder stuff.

“Are you sure?” he asks, looking over her expression, not really convinced that she actually wanted to do this.

She nodded sheepishly, to which he informed her that they’d have to go back to his trailer to get it. They packed up their things and made their way to Eddie’s van, the older guy driving her to his place in almost silence as Chrissy was bubbling with nerves and he was just on edge. For all he knew, this could have been a trap to catch him and get him in trouble with the police, he couldn’t just let down his guard without second guessing it.

Shutting off the engine, they climb out of the car and slam the doors shut, Eddie lets her inside first before following in soon after her. The trailer door slammed shut and they disappeared out of sight, causing you to pull down your binoculars and huff in annoyance from where you sat in Max’s trailer with her.

“Son of a bitch!” you cuss.

Max glancing your way with an amused look on her face. She knew you hadn’t come by just to hangout. She knew you wanted to use her to spy on Eddie, and as long as you told her the details? She was game.

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You felt arms wrapping around your midsection from behind and a kiss being pressed to your shoulder whilst you’re putting your things away in your locker, it making you jump slightly, but soon relaxed at the smell of your boyfriend lingering on you. Glancing up at him with a weak smile, you say hello before focusing back on what you were doing.

“Hi, sweetheart.” Eddie says fondly, pressing a kiss to the centre of your forehead once you’d finally turned to face him.

“Why was Chrissy at your house last night? Why didn’t you call me back when you got home? Why did I have to find out via Max that you were home and that you brought another girl home?” You snapped, questions being fired off left right and centre from you. Technically the Max part wasn’t true, but he didn’t need to know that.

He looked stunned, overwhelmed at the sudden outburst from you and he struggled to find an answer he could give without someone getting in trouble. He eventually sighed and wrapped his arms around you once again, you tried to push him away, but his voice in your ear made you think twice.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled, only loud enough for you to hear, “It got weird… She wanted to buy some weed cause she’s having a hard time, but then she asked for something stronger? You know I don’t keep that shit on me so we had to go back to my place… She bought some and then took it, and she ended up reacting really badly to it so I had to make sure she didn’t die. The town already hates me, I didn’t really want people to find her body in my trailer and assume “The Freak” killed her. I should have told you but it was really late when I finally got her to sober up and take her home, I’m sorry.”

You took a couple moments to process everything he just said before nodding in understanding. He wasn’t forgiven, but you were relieved to hear it was far more innocent than you first thought. Out of context things looked really badly for Eddie, but this put a small spin on things.

“Alright.” Is all you say, the bell ringing as you’re receiving another kiss to your forehead, Eddie shuts your locker and walks you to class.

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Classes went by slower than usual today, everything felt like a drag. Maybe it was the exhaustion from the adrenaline crash you had from last night? Who knows? All you knew was that you were tired and wanted to get home. You walk back to your locker to put your last class’s stuff away when you see Eddie leaning up against his locker, Chrissy annoyingly close by to him.

They’re laughing and she’s giggling like a school girl with a crush, making you see red as you walk past. An annoyed look on your face as you stuff your things into the locker and slam it shut with a huff. Gather attention from those around you from the sudden bang of noise it caused.

Eddie closed his locker and excused himself from the conversation with Chrissy before making his way over to you, hand sliding into your own as he gives your cheeks a few soft kisses. You relaxed instantly once he was focusing back on you, catching the pouty look on Chrissy’s face as you both exchanged kisses.

“What did Pom Poms want?” You mumble between kisses, causing him to snicker at the childish choice of nickname.

“She tried inviting me to the party this weekend cause her parents are out of town, I told her I’m not much of a party person but she insisted.”

“Oh… Are you gonna go?” you frown a little.

“Hell no, it’s the night of the Hellfire Campaign, I’m not missing that for a couple warm beers shitty music.” He grinned, kissing the side of your head and giving your hand a squeeze as he lead you back to his truck so he could take you home.

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“I pick Eddie!” Chrissy squealed the next day in class, declaring the metal head as her work partner for the day.

The teacher had just told the class to buddy up as this project would be a collaborative project, so you were surprised when the most popular girl in school picked him. Not because he didn’t deserve the attention, but because he was always your partner. He’s your boyfriend, you always working together on things.

“Wait, huh?” He looked confused, surprised to see the blonde happily making her way over to his desk with her things, plopping herself down beside him.

He shot you an apologetic look as there’s nothing he could do about it, not without causing a scene. You sigh in defeat before turning to Robin who’s already watching the scene play out. She’s gesturing for you to come and work with her as Steve and Nancy already coupled up. Scooping up your things and walking to sit beside her, you thank her for picking you.

“Please, I’m just glad I’m not stuck with Snoozy Suzie, I’m sick of doing all the work and having to put her name on there for credit” she explained, causing you both to snicker before starting to plan the project.

Every now and again chrissy’s obnoxious giggle would fill the room, looking at her to see her touching and flirting with your boyfriend, him being clueless to the whole thing. You’d already snapped one pencil in anger, to which Robin grabbed her pencil case and clutched it to her chest in over dramatic shock as if to defend the rest of her pencils from your evil ways.

“Whoa there, Thor. What did my pencil ever do to you?!” Robin whined, to which you shot her an apologetic look before leaning closer to explain the situation to her.

Once she was caught up, she glanced in their direction and rolled her eyes. She could tell that Chrissy was doing the most and Eddie didn’t have a freaking clue what was going on.

“Boys are clueless, hm?” She asked

“You’re telling me.” You grumbled, sliding over your extra stick of bubblegum as a ways of calling a truce for breaking her Pencil.

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“You’ve gotta be shitting me…” you curse as you walk into the lunchroom to see Chrissy standing beside your friends as they’re sat at their usual table.

You walk closer with a confused look on your face, greeting the guys with a tone that should read ‘wtf is going on here?’ Eddie beams at the sight of you and tugs you down onto his lap, arms around your middle as he gives you a couple kisses to the cheek whilst Chrissy was talking.

The poor blonde was doing her best to seem quirky and cute, trying to keep the attention of the table on her as she needed it. The other guys one by one lost interest by either their food or something they were reading in their magazines in preparing for this weekend’s campaign. Chrissy resorted in focusing on only Eddie as he was the only one who was polite enough to ensure she didn’t feel left out.

“So, Eddie…? Are you coming to the big game this weekend?” She asks, eyes hopeful.

“I hate sports.” He says bluntly at the exact same time that you manage to mumble ‘he hates sports.’ It made you grin and caused Eddie to laugh a little at how in sync you were, anyone who knew Eddie for more than a second would know that basketball wasn’t his thing. At all.

“Oh… Really? But, it would be so cool to have you there! Plus, I’ll be leading the cheer team at during the match so—“ she continues, to which you cut her off with a tone laced with sarcasm.

“I thought you were having a party this weekend? What happened to that?”

She looked flustered, clearing her throat before scrambling for a response. It was obvious that there was no party, just another attempt at getting Eddie alone.

“Yeah, uh, that’s after! To celebrate!”

“And what if you lose? You gonna “celebrate” getting your ass kicked? Bit weird.” You could tell you were being hostile, you truly didn’t care. The guys surrounding you all looked up from whatever they were doing to pay attention, a free front row seat to the show.

“Uh… i don’t know, maybe?” She shrugs.

“I have Hellfire anyway, so I can’t. Sorry.” Eddie interjects, he could feel you getting tense in his lap so he tried to defuse the situation. He had no intention of going to the game even if he was free, he just needed a valid excuse to end this agonising conversation.

“Oh… That’s okay! Next time?” Hope back in her voice, to which Eddie just gives her an awkward smile and nod, empty promises.

You watch as she waves goodbye to him, only him, causing your eyes to roll back into the pits of hell with how peeved you were.

“Bye, Pom Poms!” You call out in annoyance.

Dustin snickered beside you, clearly everyone could see what was happening here. Everyone except Eddie, who was still as clueless as always. He just assumed you didn’t like Chrissy for whatever reason, and he didn’t want you unhappy with her lingering about.

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Eddie and Chrissy started spending more and more time together outside of school. He would (attempt) to help her with her homework whenever she feigned being unable to answer a certain question, they’d grab milkshakes at the mall after drug deals (just weed for Chrissy, she’s learnt her lesson), she even went to a couple of his shows at The Hideout.

Eddie? He was just enjoying the company of a good friend, he was polite and respectful and kept her at an arm’s length. Chrissy, though? She was another story. She would be overly flirty, giving him nicknames and complimenting him, trying to get involved in every aspect of his life. She was trying to take your place.

You knew that, she knew that, but no one spoke a word of it. At this point she was one of Eddie’s most valued customers, as much as it killed you, you didn’t want to ruin that for him cause he needed the money. So you swallowed your pride and let them hangout as long as there were boundaries. These boundaries hadn’t been discussed, they were merely in your head. You’d soon make it known if things went too far for your liking…

That day? It came quicker than hoped. You hoped she would get bored and find someone else to spend all her free time with. Chrissy and Jason were always breaking up and getting back together again, you thought it would only be a few days before they were smooching in the hallway against the lockers. Leaving Eddie alone, hopefully.

You were just finishing up reading in the library, studying for your English test that’s coming up next week. Eddie was hosting Hellfire and it was due to end at any moment, so you packed up your things and started walking through the school down towards the club. This was routine for you now, he’d play games with the kids and then you’d wait for him, and he would drive you all home together to make sure everyone got home safe afterwards.

Upon getting to the door to the club, you saw that Chrissy was sat on the floor waiting. You halted, taken aback from the sight of the squeaky clean teenager waiting outside the Dungeons and Dragons room. None of the words of that sentence went together in your head, she shouldn’t be here.

“What are you doing here?” You ask, attempting to seem polite so you don’t cause friction, she was now a good friend of Eddie’s after all.

“Oh, I’m waiting for Eddie! I was hoping he would be okay to give me a ride home once he’s done!” She said, voice far too cheery for your liking.

“He can’t, he’s driving the kids home and then we’re getting burgers together.” You state, knowing that there would technically be enough room in the van, but you didn’t want her to tag along. “Shouldn’t you be at the game anyway? Thought you had to do that tonight? Or was it your fake party? Or some other ruse to get him alone?” Your voice sounding more pissed with each passing minute.

“Oh; uh. It was… postponed?” She questions, spurting out the first thing that came to her mind as to why she wasn’t at the various hangout suggestions she had mentioned.

“All of them? What bad luck…” your tone soaking in sarcasm, you didn’t buy a single letter of her bullshit. “Just go home, Chrissy.”

You were growing tired of her games. It was hard enough dealing with her via proxy as a friend of Eddie’s, you didn’t want to deal with her fully mingling in your circle.

“Do you have a problem with me?” She questioned.

You stayed silent, staring in her direction whilst having an internal debate on whether to give you a piece of your mind or not.

“No, of course I don’t. Of course I don’t have a problem with you hanging off the arm of my boyfriend and trying to get him alone, doing drug deals and taking him for milkshakes, of course I’m totally fine with you trying to worm your way in and get affection, nope.” If looks could kill, Chrissy would be six feet under right now. Your voice made it abundantly clear that you did indeed have a problem.

“We’re just friends!” She defends, to which you scoff.

“Yeah, cause Dustin and his other friends also spend time calling him pretty and twirling his hair, hm? His other friends try and hold his hand when he’s walking beside them, hm?”

She was speechless, red in the face and speechless. She didn’t realise you’d been watching her like a hawk, seeing every little motion and gesture these past couple weeks as she grew closer to YOUR boyfriend.

“I won’t tell you again, Chrissy. Go. Home.” Your voice stern this time, watching as she stood up. You hoped she would have just taken off running and saved you the trouble, you didn’t expect her to get up in your face a little.

“Look, Eddie is my best friend! We’re going to hangout and if you wanna continue to date him, you better deal with it!” Chrissy snapped, your eyes widened and voice darkened.

“Excuse me?”

She rolled her eyes, nothing to say.

“First of all, Princess. Eddie has been my boyfriend far longer than he’s been your friend, okay? So actually, I don’t have to deal with anything. If I tell him how angry and uncomfortable you make me, if I really let him know how I truly feel, you’d be gone. I only keep my mouth shut so I don’t make him choose between us, he’s your friend and im not trying to get in the way of that. But if I told him how much you piss me off, you’d be gone quicker than Jason left you for Tiffany.”

Chrissy gasps in surprise that you’d sink that low to say such a hurtful thing. It was kinda out of line, but right now? You didn’t care.

“Secondly, that boy has a heart of gold but he’s not good at picking up signals. He thinks you’ve just been friendly this whole time, but I see the way you look at him and I know you’re trying to get in his pants. He’s not interested in you, he’s perfectly happy with me. He doesn’t even know you like him like that, so I’d take this as an opportunity to back off and muffle any little crush you have on him, cause it’s never going to happen.”

You step closer to her, which immediately she shrinks in on herself, not quite as tough as she made herself out to be moments ago.

“And thirdly? Get up in my face like that again, or try and tell me what I can and cannot do with MY boyfriend? and I’ll make Vecna look like a god damn puppy, you hear me?” Your voice hushed, it wasn’t just a threat.

Before she could answer or even acknowledge you, the sound of a squeaky door pulled you both from the heat of the moment. Both of your heads snap towards the sound and see Eddie folding his arms and holding them to his chest whilst he glanced between you both.

“Do we have a problem?” he asks. You hadn’t realised how loud both of you had gotten, to the point where it interrupted the game they were playing inside. Eddie had shrugged it off a couple times, but it became too distracting so he had to check it out for himself. Over his shoulder you could see the kids dressed up in various little outfits, wide eyed and clearly focusing on nothing but what the adults were yelling about outside.

“N-No” Chrissy mumbled, shaking her head and looking down to the floor, red faced.

“Jury’s still out on that one.” You grump, eyes soon locked back on the nervous blonde, eyes burning a hole into her head.

“Y/N, go sit with Erica for a second…” glaring at Chrissy whilst you slip into the room, going to sit with the kids as the door shuts behind you. Leaving Chrissy and Eddie face to face to talk, swatting the arms of the kids and hushing them so you could hear what was being said.

Not long after, Eddie returns to the room and thankfully? He was alone. His face holding an expression that says “we’ll talk later.” Sitting back at the head of the table, he clears his throat and resume the campaign, you sit in silence the whole time, glancing between Eddie and the kids.

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Erica and Lucas were the last stop, watching as the kids disappear safely inside of their home with a small wave befor Eddie pulls out of their driveway and makes his way back home. The ride was silent, awkward. You felt like you were in trouble even though you’d done nothing wrong. Nothing serious, at least.

Pulling up to his trailer, you both get out of the car and walk inside, taking off your shoes and jacket whilst Eddie locks up and grabs himself a beer to unwind with on the couch.

“You’re such a brat, you know?” He starts, catching you off guard, before you’ve got a chance to defend yourself, he continues. “But that’s why I love you… I’m sorry.”

Looking more confused than ever, you didn’t know what’s happening. Why was he apologising? Why was he calling you a name? Huh?

“For Chrissy….” He could see the look on your face and decided to provide context, setting down his beer to run a hand through his own curly hair as he spoke. “Listen… She needed a friend, I became that, you know? She was terrified, to the point of asking for pills because the shit with Vecna freaked her out so bad. She couldn’t go home or tell anyone cause no one believed her, I just wanted to make her feel better, you know? Steve and Dustin were on my ass about her being around cause they said she liked me and said you hated her. I blew them off cause it sounded like bullshit, I’m just an idiot aren’t I?”

You watch as he sighs and puts his face in his hands, shaking your head as you wander closer to him.

“A… cute idiot?” You offer with a half hearted tone, taking his hands and holding them in your own as he looks up at you with a sad smile.

“I just… I don’t know. I’m just so smitten with you that it doesn’t even cross my mind that anyone else could be a person of interest; you know? I saw her as a friend and assumed she did the same for me. So for weeks I’ve been sending her mixed signals and hurting you in the process, I’m sorry, sweetheart,” he sighs.

“It’s okay, I know you didn’t do it on purpose. I get really jealous easily and she was one stop away from throwing herself at you. I just couldn’t take it anymore.” You pout.

Bringing you into his lap, his arms wrap around your middle and he gives you a few soft kisses as you straddle him. Hands resting on his cheeks so your thumbs can glide against his cheekbones. Getting lost in his big brown eyes as your noses bump together, falling into the same heartbeat rhythm as you talk.

“She’s gone, don’t worry. I told her that I’m not going to jeopardise what we have when she makes you so uncomfortable. Plus she clearly doesn’t respect you if she’s been chasing me this whole time, and I don’t respect anyone who disrespects you. Okay?”

Nodding in understanding, he’s then bringing you down and giving you one last kiss against your pouty lips.

“Okay… Thank you.” You mumble.

You fall against his chest and end up in a warm bundle of limbs, tangled together in a protective and comforting manner. The both of you keeping the other soothed, you playing with his hair and him stroking your back fondly. A snort from Eddie snaps you out of your thoughts.

“Hm?” You mumble into his shoulder.

“‘I’ll make Vecna look like a puppy’” he says, doing his best impression of you before he cracks up laughing.

You groan, red cheeked and hiding in the curve of his neck, somewhat embarrassed by how cheesy your line was earlier, “shut uuuuup” you whine, to which he just giggles, squeezes you closer and kisses the top of your head.

“That’s never gonna happen, sweetheart.”

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𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

Pairing: Eddie Munson x (gender neutral) Reader

Summary: getting Eddie back for his previous shenanigans aka. secretly blowing him under the DND table whilst some of the other boys ask him about his latest campaign

Warnings: smut, semi-public sexual acts, oral (m receiving), minors DNI

A/N: this is technically a part 2 to Tongue Twister but it can be read on its own! the first fic does feature female / afab reader just to make you aware, whereas this one doesn’t actually mention reader’s gender or sex! I hope you all enjoy this!! <33

This is for people 18+ only. Minors do not read on. By clicking ‘keep reading’ you are hereby agreeing that you are 18 or older.

“Babe,” Eddie warns, his eyes not leaving the spread of papers in front of him.

But you simply smirk and continue to let your foot move higher up his leg, running up his thigh, creeping towards his crotch. Your smirk grows when you see him tense slightly as your foot begins to rub over his groin.

“Seriously,” he looks up at you sharply. “I’ve gotta get this campaign planned.”

“That’s never let you stop me before”, you whisper huskily, recalling all the times you’d cockwarmed or blown him whilst he was busy with his DnD stuff.

“True,” a small smile tugs at his lips as he, too, recalls those memories.

But his smile quickly drops and he regains a serious composure.

“But the guys also said they might swing by in a bit��”

He cuts himself off with a groan as you rub him more fervently, feeling him start to grow hard within the confines of his dark jeans.

“Well, guess I’ll just have to be quick then,” you wink at him before quickly diving down out of your seat.

You pull up the black cloth that covers the table and duck underneath it, pulling it back in place afterwards, essentially sealing you under the table. Eddie barely has time to exclaim a warning of your name before you're between his legs, your hands working swiftly on his belt buckle and zip.

“Jesus H Christ,” he hisses sharply when you take his semi-hard cock into your mouth.

You suck gently on the head, your tongue swirling over his tip, just giving him a taste of what was to come. You take your mouth off him for a second, taking your hand and beginning to stroke him, spreading your saliva from his head all the way down to his base. You stroke him until he grows fully hard beneath your touch.

“Shit, y/n. The guys could come in at any second,” he whines, even as his hips shift in his seat, bucking up into your mouth.

You just hum around him, letting the vibrations surge through his cock as it sat in your mouth. He may be making a weak attempt to complain but he certainly wasn’t making any moves to actually stop you. You start to feel his body relax a bit, leaning back in his dungeon master throne, getting lost in the feeling of your warm, wet mouth wrapped around his pulsing cock.

“Hey man,” you suddenly hear Gareth’s voice as the door opens.

“Ah fuck,” Eddie curses.

He sits up in his seat, his hips shifting back, trying to pull away from you. But you just move with him, keeping your mouth wrapped around his now leaking cock. You feel a smirk tug at your lips knowing Eddie was silently thanking himself for putting some music on in the background, grateful now as it helped to cover some of the sloppy sounds of you sucking him. You guessed by the sound of the footsteps there was at least other two people flanking Gareth as they approached the table.

“How’s the campaign coming along?” Gareth asks as they stop not more than a few feet away from where you were crouched under the table.

“Uh yeah, it’s… uh… it’s getting there,” Eddie chokes out awkwardly, swallowing thickly at the end of his sentence.

“Dude, you okay?” You hear another voice ask.

“No… I mean yeah… uh… yeah, it’s nothing. Just a lil stumped about where to go next with the story,” he stammers quickly.

“You want some help?” Gareth chimes in.

“No!” Eddie exclaims frantically, his fist slamming on the desk.

“I mean… no… uh… you guys you can’t know the campaign ahead of time,” Eddie let’s out strained laugh, trying to sound lighthearted. “No cheating,” he tries to joke but his voice is tight and wavering.

“Fair enough, you want some company whilst you work?” Gareth asks.

Eddie shakes his head quickly, his hands gripping the table impossibly tight as you suddenly add your hand into the mix, cupping his balls gently and playing with them between your fingers. You swirl and twist your tongue around his tip, flicking it into his slit, using all the techniques that you knew made him absolutely weak.

“N-no, I’m good. Rather be left alone. Gotta… ah… concrete,” he grits through his teeth.

“Alright man, guess we’ll leave you to it then,” Gareth shrugs, eyeing Eddie suspiciously.

Eddie sighs deeply as the guys finally turn around and leave. The door is barley shut behind before Eddie is lifting up the table cloth to look down at you.

“What the fuck do you think you’re playing at?” He bites.

But you just wink at him and speed up your movements, hollowing our your cheeks and flattening your tongue against his base.

“S-shit,” he groans and you can tell by the strain in his voice that he’s finally close, any slight trace of anger he did have immediately melting away.

And so you suck him like your life depended on it, rushing him towards his climax.

“Ah fuck, fuck,” he squeaks a groan as you feel his balls pulse in your hands.

His cock twitches in your mouth and you feel his hot load shoot to the back of your throat. But you keep sucking, bobbing your head up and down even as you swallow the spurts of his cum. He shivers, his hips bucking up off his chair, pushing deep into your mouth. You hum in satisfaction and gladly take all he gave you until he finally started to jerk away from you, the overstimulation getting to him.

He slumps back into his seat, panting heavily. You pull your mouth off him with a pop and look up at him smugly, a smirk adorning your lips. You crawl out from under the table, moving to lean over Eddie, your hands gripping the armrest of his throne, essentially caging him in his seat. You kiss him roughly, shoving your tongue into his mouth, letting him taste the salt of himself in your mouth. He lets out a sound somewhere between a moan and whimper as you kiss him deeply. After a moment you pull back and flash him another wink.

“Better get back to that campaign, baby.”

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A/N: major shoutout to @brighteyedbushybrowed and @bunnywritesmarvel for helping me brush up on some super basic dnd stuff just for this haha, thank you my darlings!! as you can see I ended up playing it safe and completely avoided delving into too much DnD stuff haha but thank you for your help nonetheless, I’m sure it will come in handy in a future fic!

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moljh · 1 year

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Unwanted Reunion

Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: You convince your husband Eddie to attend his 10 year high school reunion and as expected it doesn’t go well.

General fluff, mentions of sex, minor violence

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This was your first time in Hawkins, despite your efforts to persuade your husband to bring you back to his hometown, he had always had a strong stance against it. But when the letter arrived in your mailbox notifying you of a 10 year reunion, you had badgered him until he finally agreed.

You had been with Eddie Munson since college. You'd met in a class that he later dropped out of, but continued seeing each other after that. After Eddie dropped out he opened his own mechanic shop, which gradually grew to multiple stores which were all incredibly successful.

Eddie always made little side comments about getting married but he didn't build up to ask you until the day of your graduation. Your family and friends had been there and whilst you were too busy trying to watch where your cap had been thrown to, Eddie had gotten down on one knee.

You'd been married for 5 years now and you loved Eddie more that you could've ever imagined.

The drive to Hawkins was easy, most of the roads were pretty flat in this area, according to Eddie's constant facts. Despite his continued trivial knowledge, you knew something wasn't quite right as he only rambled like this when he was nervous or trying to get something from you.

"What's wrong?" you bluntly questioned him

He kept his eyes on the road and replied dimly "Nothing’s wrong"

"Eddie" you said in your warning tone, causing his eyes to flick over to you "what's the matter? You've been acting strange ever since we left home?"

"It doesn't matter" he assured you "it's stupid"

Despite his clear desire to drop the conversation, you knew he wanted to talk. He wasn't as hard to read as he'd like to think and you especially could read him like an open book.

You softened your gaze and softly said "It's not stupid, c'mon, what's wrong?"

He let out a small sigh "You know how I always say you never would've dated me in high school?"

"Yeah..." you replied, unsure how this related

"Well there's a lot more reasons behind that then you think. I wasn't exactly liked back then"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I went to school in a small town in the 80's, people didn't exactly like different and I was pretty different"

Eddie continued to tell you more about himself, most of which you knew and some you hadn't expected.

"You've seen the pictures, I had tattoos, I listened to metal and played D&D. People thought I worshipped Satan and was evil, I wasn't really liked or even wanted around, they were probably all glad when I left"

"I'm sorry Eddie" you said placing your hand on his knee "If you don't want to go to this thing we don't have to, we can just go and visit Wayne and then drive home tomorrow"

"No," he said "I want to you, I want to go in there and show them all that I didn't end up in jail like my shit dad and I made something of myself"

You squeezed his leg and coughed a little reminding him of you presence.

"And I landed myself a fucking hot ass wife!" he shouted

You laughed at his choice of words.

"Ok, I'm glad" you reassured him

"Yeah, me too" he said

"I'm also glad I brought two different outfit options just in case"

Eddie looked at you sideways, raising a brow "what kind of outfit are we talking about here?"

"Remember your birthday?" you smirked

You could see the wheels turning in his head as he thought back to then "I think you might be arrested if you go naked"

You smacked his leg in response "No you idiot! What I was wearing before that!"

"Ooooh..." he said in realisation "Oh yeah, that'll do it"

It seemed to amaze you that despite distance and state lines, somehow the interior of a public high school always looked the same. The same linoleum flooring and white walls with some sort of colour attempted to be painted onto them.

As you walked inside, you could feel Eddie's grip tighten around your arm. Making your way down the hall, Eddie glanced around at the lockers and pictures along the corridor.

"See that locker?" Eddie whispered to you, pointing out at one

You looked in the direction and assumed it must've been his "That's where I made a pass at Mindy Cornwell and then her boyfriend punched me"

"Eddie!" you looked at him horrified "why would you tell me that?"

“Hey, you're the one that wanted to know my high school experience..." he defended "not my fault it was shit" he muttered

Coming to the end of the hall, you walked up to the table that was set up at the entrance of the sports hall. From where you were you could already see the obscene amount of decorations and lights beyond the doorway.

"Name?" the blonde lady in front of your asked, giving you a smile and looking down at her list

"Edward and Y/n Munson" you said

The expression of shock was evident on her face, she didn't do anything to bother to conceal her expression and even felt so bold to do a double take.

"Is there a problem?" you insisted, feeling rather observed

"No, sorry" she spluttered, searching the table for the name stickers

Picking them up, she handed them over to the two of you and you headed on in.

"Hey relax" you whispered to Eddie, gently giving his forearm a squeeze "we're in, one part down"

"Thank you," he said, pressing a soft kiss to your head "you know your amazing right?"

"Only cause you like to remind me" you laughed "c'mon, let's see if we can find Robin, she told me she was coming tonight"

Making your way around the room, you noted the large 'Class of '86' banner along the wall. You were surprised at how many people were already here, though based on what Eddie had told you, it seemed like most of them hadn't moved away.

Just as you were about to finish your lap of the room, you spotted the person you were looking for.

"Robin!" you exclaimed, pulling away from Eddie and dashing over to your friend.

"Y/n!" she shouted back bringing you into an embrace "how are you?"

"I'm good, how are you?" you asked, then noticed her lack of companion "Where's Sarah?"

"I'm not too bad, unfortunately she got called back into the hospital last minute"

"That's a shame, I was looking forward to seeing her again"

Over the years you had met a few of Eddie's friends at random times, but when they had all come to the wedding you got to see the true chaos of them together. Since then, they had all come and visited you occasionally, and you had visited them as well. So you'd gotten to know them all and become pretty close with Robin.

"Hey Rob" Eddie cut in, re-joining your side "guessing y/n's already beaten me to the small talk and niceties?"

"I'm afraid so Eds" Robin sarcastically remarked, shaking her head slightly "unfortunately once again your gorgeous wife had proven she's far too good for you"

The three of you continued to chat and catch up as the evening progressed. You could tell Eddie was doing his best to avoid heading back into the larger group, but you didn't mind, you were here for him, not for yourself.

"Hey," you interjected "I'm just going to go grab a drink"

"Did you want me to get it?" Eddie offered

"No, that's ok"

"Ok, well can you get me one as well?"

"Sure"

Weaving your way through the crowd made you way over to the table covered in food and drink. As you were getting yourself a wine and Eddie a beer, you overheard something that caught your attention.

"Oh my god did you hear the freak is here tonight?" one voice said

"I can't believe he isn't in jail or dead" another spoke

"I heard he's going bald and is broke and he's back in town to move in with his uncle"

"No, no, apparently he's here with a woman, Michelle said he brought his wife!"

"You're kidding!"

"No way! She must be blind or stupid if she married Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson"

You stood there stunned for a moment as the realisation that these grown women were gossiping about you and Eddie hit. You weren't sure what to do for a second, as you registered their mean words and childish behaviour.

"Sorry can I just get past you?" a voice pulled you away, glancing up you grabbed your drinks as a blonde haired man stepped beside you

"I'm sorry, just lost in thought" you politely smiled

"Don't worry, just getting a top up" he laughed, gesturing to the empty beer bottle in his hand "I don't seem to recognise you, did you go here?"

"No, no" you replied "I went to school in North Carolina, I'm here with my husband, he's the one that went here"

"Oh really, what's his name, I might've known him?" he asked "I'm Jason by the way"

"It's nice to meet you Jason," you replied "his name is Eddie, Eddie Munson..."

Once again that evening, a shocked look fell over another persons face. This man who you'd known for all of five seconds gave you the biggest look of bewilderment and confusion.

"Eddie Munson?" he finally said, questioning you as if you'd said the wrong name "Eddie Munson is your husband?"

"Um yes..." you replied, unsure why he was so confused by your words

"How the hell did he get someone like you?!"

You weren't sure how to answer that, so you just tried to defuse the situation by laughing, though it sounded more nervous that you would've liked.

"Well it was nice meeting you Jason, I better get back" you said, trying to rush away, suddenly very uncomfortable by the change in conversation

You quickly walked back over to where Robin and Eddie were still standing and you quickly rushed to Eddie's side.

"I'm so sorry" you told him, cringing at what had happened

“Why are you sorry?" Eddie questioned, raising a brow

"I may have accidentally just spoken to your least favourite person here..."

"Mrs O'Donnell's still alive?" he said in shock

"No you idiot" you shot back "Jason Carver"

"Oh, that makes much more sense" he paused for a second and then huffed out "why?"

"I didn't mean to, he just started talking to me and by the time I worked out who he was it was too late to just run away"

You couldn't hide away for much longer, as you spotted out of the corner of your eye, a few people looking your way. Gradually as you heard Jason's words get louder, presumably with the help of some more alcohol, more people began to notice you. Usually you wouldn't care about people looking but it was clearly making Eddie uneasy.

Before you knew it, Jason and a few others that looked just like him, appeared before you.

"Jason" Eddie said flatly, trying to not acknowledge him

"How did you do it Munson, actually what did you do?" Jason laughed not wasting any time and clearly a few drinks in "You knock her up and force her to marry you or are you just paying some random hooker by the hour?"

"Fuck you Carver" Eddie replied, clearly angered by his words

"Oh the freaks got a backbone now does he?" Jason said, moving closer towards Eddie "cause last time I remember the only thing you were good at was running" he spat

Eddie didn't give Jason time to react, let alone retaliate. In one strong hit, Eddie swung and Jason was on the floor. Everyone gasped at the sight and you heard Robin shout some sort of profanity.

Your eyes widened at your husbands sudden act of violence but you didn't feel sorry for the excuse of a man on the floor. Somehow amongst all the shit talking, it clearly hadn't been mentioned that Eddie did hard physical labour all day and wasn't just playing board games anymore (though you did still have the box in a cupboard at the house).

"Don't speak like that to my wife again you asshole" Eddie said, grabbing a hold of your arm and marching you out of the gymnasium

He didn't say anything as you two rushed out into the night and towards your car. You still were sure exactly what was happening, it all played out so quickly, you hadn't had time to process.

"Eddie, woah, woah, just stop for a second" you begged

"I'm so sorry y/n" he said, looking back at you with hurt eyes "I never should've come tonight, I knew that it wouldn't have gone well"

"Hey, stop... This isn't your fault" you said, bringing your hands up and gently holding the sides of his face "I'm sorry I forced you to come"

"This isn't your fault either" Eddie was quick to reply, "let's say it was no one's fault and move on?"

"Sounds good to me" you smiled "though I do have to say it was pretty hot you knocking that jackass to the ground"

"Well I'm glad it looked good cause it fucking hurt my hand" Eddie muttered clutching his right hand "but I wanted to seem cool"

You couldn't help but laugh at your hopeless husband. Even in the shittiest situations he managed to be ok and make something funny, which is something you loved about him.

"I am sorry about what he said about you," Eddie said in a more sincere tone "no matter how much they hate me, that was just wrong to say all those awful lies"

Wrapping your arms around his waist, you breathed in his cologne that had been the same since you met.

"How about we go?" you suggested and the two of you got into the car

As you were driving along, the headlights guiding your way on the dark road, a realisation popped into your head.

"You know..." you said, pausing for a moment, trying to think over your words "It wasn't all lies"

"What?" Eddie replied clearly confused "Um... Unless you've changed jobs, last time I checked you weren't a cheap hooker

"No, that's not it" you said

Eddie clearly wasn't listening to you, lost in his own train of thought "I'd hope you'd at least be a high class one, for politicians and stuff, you know, important people" he went on

"Well I'm glad you think I'd made a good hooker" you chuckled

"Only the best for my girl" he smirked at you

Rolling your eyes, you looked down at your feet for a second.

"No Eddie," you softly said "I mean... technically you did knock me up"

Your words just about made him crash the car.

In a flash Eddie had pulled over on the side of the road and flung around to face you in the passenger seat.

"What?" he stared at you blankly "are you serious?"

"Yeah" you smiled nervously

"Really?"

"Yes!"

"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit" he excitedly shouted

He froze for a second and suddenly looked back at you again.

"How long have you know? How far along are you?" he rambled

"I've known for about two weeks now, and the doctor says I'm only a month along"

Once again Eddie froze and he didn't utter a word for at least a few minutes, which had to be some sort of personal record.

"That fucking dress!" he exclaimed "God it really was a good birthday!"

You couldn't help but burst out into laughter as Eddie put the pieces together. Hopelessly smiling at your husband, he pulled you towards him and held you tightly as the excitement of what was to come became reality.

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resident-gay-bitch · 1 year

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just thinking about eddie being totally insecure with everything in school because assholes like jason don’t understand when a joke isn’t funny anymore. when they don’t know when to stop.

the first few ‘pranks’ he could deal with. pretty cheerleaders coming up to him and asking about his niche interests, trying to stop their giggles when he started to talk about them in an exited animated manner. only to be slapped on the back by a jock and ridiculed for it.

after a while they just got boring. repetitive. there are only so many pranks they can pull with the pretty girls of hawkins high.

a little while after that is when they started to get painful. the jokes were obviously repetitive, boring, unbelievable, and yet they confined to pull them on eddie anyway.

why?

well because he was the brunt of all their jokes. that’s why.

because these assholes think difference is gross and horrible and deserving of harassment. and to be honest, eddie wasn’t all that different when you thought about it. he was just a nerd who listened to metal. he was like them in the sense that he was a highschool guy, with a strong interest in a game that involved strategy (basketball/dnd), and had never made a girl cum in their lives. given, eddie had never really been given the chance too, where as jocks had more than enough chances, the just sucked.

then eventually, every so often they got smart with their pranks. through in a few he never would have suspected. like the last one, the fucking worst one yet. sara mcdonald, a totally sweet girl from his sophomore home economics class, came up and asked him on a date. he was a little shocked at first, he’d never been asked on a date before, but he’d kinda been interested in her his whole sophomore year so he couldn’t say no. it couldn’t have been a prank, he thought. she was quiet and kind and a little bit weird. pretty, but not in the way jocks liked.

he got wayne to help him get ready, dressed up real nice, did his hair. they had plans to meet at a diner for burgers and shakes. he rocked up perfectly on time, got a booth, and waited for half an hour. over time, more and more students from hawkins high came into the diner, and when the clock struck one hour past her estimated arrival time, jason walked up and asked how his date was going.

apparently they’d bribed her to ‘prank’ him by promising that the cheerleaders wouldn’t call her a munch anymore.

eddie was very hurt, and he was mad, but not at sara. she was saving her own ass and he totally got that. but it made him so deeply mistrusting and insecure that the first time he layed eyes on you, he expected that you’d be a total bitch and prank him too.

but maybe he’d indulge it, just for a little while. you were gorgeous after all.

on your first day you had rocked up in a very basic white tee and jeans, converse to match. and so eddie had no idea where you’d lie on the social hierarchy.

probably pretty high. you were breathtaking.

and on day two, when you walked into the cafeteria in ripped jeans and a slayer shirt, eddie knew he was about to get bullied hard.

he kept an eye on you as you sat to eat your food.

but you never came over.

he suspected you were playing the long game.

he wasn’t gonna let you win, whoever your were.

he was deep in conversation with gareth, standing on his chair with his arms out wide as the end of lunch was nearing. he did a little spin, making the guys at his table laugh. you walked by as he did, finished with your food.

you saw the back patch of his vest.

he made eye contact with you when he turned back around, and you stuck your hand up in the metal sign and nodded your head a few times, walking off. he noticed the leather cuff around your wrist and the chunky rings decorating your fingers.

so you were really playing the part. these jocks were crazy.

the next day at school, you were in a dio shirt and his brain almost short circuited. when you walked past his locker with your walkman on, head banging to your crapy pop music (so he suspected, which he was wrong of course), you pointed at his back patch, and then at your shirt and shot him with finger guns, running off for your class.

friday morning he stopped his tracks to see you dressed in yet ANOTHER metal band shirt, this one being metallica. and you were sitting on the hood of gareth’s car, a pair of drumsticks in your hands, tapping them between your legs whilst talking to his friends.

he needed to protect them before you and your jock squad brought them down too.

“hey-“

“oh, eddie! this is y/n.” gareth pointed at you.

“dio guy!” you smiled, holding your hand up for a high five, “respect, man.”

eddie left you hanging.

you nodded your head, spinning one of the drumsticks between your fingers before stuffing them back in gareth’s front pocket and hopping off the hood of his car.

“catch ya.” you nodded, saluted them ass you headed inside.

“bye.” gareth called back, waving at you.

“dude. are you crazy?” eddie asked.

“are you?” gareth asked back.

all day he was on the hunt for you, only catching glimpses between classes. you were driving him mad. he just wanted you to get this prank over and done with.

at lunch he got lucky.

you came up to his table, “yo, so… what’s with the matching shirts? are you in a club or is this like, a loser solidarity thing? if so, where do i get one?”

eddie folded his arms, sneered at you. trust you not to even be a good pranker and call him a loser.

“eddie makes them!” dustin answered excitedly, “and we’re in a club… but it’s kinda a loser solidarity thing.”

eddie didn’t like your laugh, it infuriated him. he needed you to shut up and be a cunt before he just broke and kiss- i mean kicked you or something.

“oh, sick.” you said, “what club?”

“hellfire.” mike answered, and these freshman were getting their characters killed tonight, “it’s a dnd club.”

“oh, fuckin cool!” you laughed, pulled up a seat at the table, “i’ve always wanted to learn. you reckon i can join?”

“no.” eddie said, thankful the prank was in motion, “im no idiot. i see right through you.”

you made a weird face at eddie, “what?”

“get fucked.” he said, shooing you away, “it’s not gonna work on me, no matter how much they try. go on, run along back to your possy and tell them it didn’t work.”

“i don’t know-“

“seriously get lost.” eddie said, looking away from you.

you looked at him for a moment. your head dropped and you pushed your chair back, grabbing your shit and running out of there without your lunch tray.

eddie didn’t know why he felt guilty.

it was probably just because everyone at hellfire was dumb, unlike him, and thought you were being genuine.

eddie thought about you all weekend.

monday he got to school late, as he usually did. he got there halfway through lunch.

he walked into the cafeteria to find a bunch of cheerleaders croweded together atop a table. screaming coming from everywhere. all eyes on them. he walked up to hellfire, standing on his chair to get a better view of the action.

there you were, on the floor under their table. he had no idea what you were doing.

you stood up, hands clasped together. you leered for the girls, opening your hands a little and they screamed, jumping back. you laughed and started on your way outside, turning to walk backwards to call.

“a thankyou would be nice, ladies!”

“fucking freak.” one of them called back.

“aww,” you pouted your lip, “you know exactly how to make me swoon.”

you ran outside.

“what happened?” eddie asked, sitting down.

“there was a spider under the cheer table.” lucas answered with a shrug.

eddie couldn’t get you out of his head.

math class was when he realised he might have been wrong about you. he overheard a couple of girls whispering about you to eachother, talking about how fucking weird you were.

the guilt kicked in.

eddie was going to avoid you for all eternity.

apparently you didn’t agree with that, because you came up to him after school. you pulled your headphones down to talk to him, dressed in motörhead shirt, your hair done all cool.

“hi.” he said, cheeks a little pink.

“hey.” you smiled, “look, i don’t know what your problem is with me- maybe you feel threatened that your not so special now your not the only metal head freak that likes a life drama or whatever, but uh… my dad and my uncle both got me a copy of the new anthrax album that came out yesterday, so… i mean, i don’t need two. figured you’d be the only other person to appreciate it, so-“ you shrugged, handed it to him, “consider it a peice offering… dude.”

you walked away.

“wait!” eddie called out, grabbing your wrist to pull you back to him.

“what?” you said.

“im sorry.” eddie looked at the ground, “im- im really sorry for being a dick.”

“hmm.” you crossed your arms and nodded.

“look, i just… everytime a new kid comes to school, the jocks recruit them to fuckin… prank me or whatver. they come up and ask me on a date, or ask me about dnd, or metal, and then they laugh at me. so…”

“so…”

“i thought that’s what you were doing. i didn’t think-“ eddie took a deep breath, rubbed his neck, “didn’t think someone as hot as you would be a freak.”

you grinned, “oh, i see. you were intimidated by my hotness.”

eddie deadpanned you, “hey- no.”

you laughed, “look, im not gonna forgive your assholery, because that fuckin stung, dude. i was trying to make friends… i thought you were like, cool.”

eddie felt himself blush.

“but i can move on.” you shrugged, “im good to start again, if you are?”

“yeah.” eddie smiled, sticking his hand out to shake, “sounds good to me.”

you didn’t shake his hand.

eddie looked at you, blinked twice.

“you left me hanging man.”

eddie laughed, “touché, touché.”

you smiled at him, and eddie thought he could really really like you, now that he’d let himself.

“anyway, i better go. i got a long hike.” you reached for your walkman.

“uh, yeah.” eddie blushed, swallowed, “or… i could drop you home? we can listen to the new album? maybe stop for a milkshake on the way?”

you blushed too, and it was the prettiest thing eddie had ever seen, he couldn't wait to make you blush again, “i think i would be cool with that. but you have to pay, ya know, to make up for being a dick.”

eddie laughed, showed you to his van, “hey, im a gentleman, i would have paid anyway.”

“oh yeah? with your well earned weed money?” you smirked at him.

“you know about that?” eddie asked, red as a tomato.

“word travels fast in small towns.” you opened the door to his van and climbed in, “i don’t mind a bad boy though.”

eddie grinned, “well lucky for you im the baddest boy of all.” eddie winked, chucked the van in reverse, “i am skipping detention for you right now.”

“oh, you are bad.” you laughed, “i’ll let you in on a secret… im skipping detention for you too.”

eddie smiled, “so your telling me we could have had a detention date instead?”

“save it for next time?” you offered, kicking your feet up on the dash.

“next time?.” eddie smiled, looked out at the road, “definitely.”

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sugarsfics · 10 months

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“If we both want to fit, we’ll have to cuddle” Part 2

Here is the long-awaited part 2 to “If we both want to fit, we’ll have to cuddle”

Part 1

Summary: Your stepbrother Steve found out about your lie. How will you make it up to him? In the process will you lose Eddie?

Trope: Friends to eneimes? to lovers; Eddie x shy!reader

Warnings: Use of y/n, cussing, fighting, hurt to comfort

Word Count: 1.4k

“Stay here” he kissed your forehead. He opened the door to a pissed off Steve “Harrington?” “Munson?” “What are you doing here” “Why is my sister's car in your lawn” “Sister?!”

You walked out of Eddie‘s hearing yelling, “DID YOU KIDNAP HER” “No Harrington I didn’t and if I did I wouldn’t have her car in my driveway” HARRINGTON Fuck Steve knows “Oh so you have thought about it-” “What no” “Give me my sister- Y/N” Steve screamed when you made eye contact, he pushes Eddie out of the way into the house, he pulled you too him “We are leaving” “Steve-” before you knew it you were being pulled to your car “Did he hurt you” he asked checking your body parts “Steve no” “Did he touch you” “No” “Did he force you to be here” “Steve I wanted to be here” you saw Steve’s mood change from worry to anger “Am sorry WHAT you meant to be here, here at a guy’s house at HIS house” “Steve-” “No don’t Steve me what are you doing here with him a boy” “I just went over to watch a movie then we watch another then we accidentally fell asleep” “A MOVIE” Steve screamed “Yea a movie Steve way are you getting so worked up” “Because I know what guys think when they say they want you to come over to watch a “movie”.....wait you spent the night YOU SPENT THE NIGHT HERE” “It was an accident like I said” “Just get in the car” “But my things are-” “Get in the car y/n” he unlocked your car “How did you get my keys and how did you get here your car is in the shop” “I brought your spare key just in case something happened since you didn’t call last night like you were supposed to” “Steve I am sorry I-” “Save it let’s just go home” he started your car and drove away.

Steve didn’t say a word the whole drive his knuckles were white on the steering wheel and his face was red. When you pulled into your driveway Steve quickly got out slamming your door you followed him out “Steve please listen” he kept walking ignoring you, he walked into room slammed the door and locked it shit. You waited hours for him to open the door but nothing than the phone rang, you answered “Hello?” “Y/N Oh my god are you alive” it was Alexis “Barely” “Listen I’m so sorry I tried to cover you when he called I said you were in the bathroom then an hour later he showed up at my house he was pissed not seeing your very distinct car” “No it’s ok I shouldn’t have asked you to lie for me” you heard Steve’s door open “I got to go” and you quickly hung up “Was that your new boyfriend Munson” he said sarcastically but also pissed because if you say yes he doesn't know what he would do , “No it was Alexis” he rolled his eyes “Ah the other liar” “Steve no she-“ "Save it go to bed we have school tomorrow” “But Steve-“ without a second glance he walked back into his room.

Morning came you got no sleep Steve was still mad at you, your chances of being with Eddie are now slim to none, Eddie was probably pissed at you, that hurt the first boy who liked you gone just like that. You got ready in silence, when you finally made it, downstairs Steve was there waiting by the door, he didn’t even look at you. You grabbed some breakfast and ate it in awkward silence. He didn’t say I word the whole drive to school. When you pull into the parking lot he finally spoke “You will not see him again” “What?” “Munson you will not see him talk to him be near him ever again” “Steve- “ “And that’s final” he said getting out of the car. He waited for you to exit and walked with you inside as if he was your guard dog. Steve couldn’t “protect” you from Eddie for much longer since you have classes with him.

You avoided Eddie. It sucked but you didn’t want to make Steve mad anymore, yes king Steve was a big jerk to many, but you knew him differently. Right before P.E Eddie finally cornered you. “Please talk to me” he said pleading “Eddie- “ you heard Tommy H’s annoying laugh and knew Steve was near it hurt you to do this, but you ran from him. For the first time in P.E you actually participated it was horrible to say the least. You hated avoiding Eddie.

After school you were at your car waiting for Steve when you got in something or someone popped out of your backseat “Aaaaa” you screamed then you the crazy hair and puppy dog eyes Eddie, “Eddie you scar- why- how did you get in my car” “I have my ways princess” he said with a smile, that smile made you melt then you remembered “Eddie you need to go” “y/n please” “No Eddie I-“ the passenger door open. Fuck fuck fuck Steve got in the car “What is he doing here” he said scarily calm “He was- ““I was just giving her this” Eddie said handing you your purse you left at his house, Steve grabs it out of his hand and nodded at the door signaling him to leave.

God, you hated to look Eddie gave you when he left “Why are you such a dick” you told Steve “Excuse me?” He said “Yes you are a total dick to Eddie for no reason” “listen-“ “No you listen Steve I have been trying to explain this whole time and say I’m sorry and now you are going to listen” he stayed silent giving you the go ahead to continue “Yes I lied to you about go to his house and I’m sorry but would you have let me gone if I did tell you no right? And it was just a movie he got my favorite movie, and we watched it together. He-he is the first boy that has been nice to him the first boy that I am actually comfortable with the first boy that likes me and I like him a lot” you took a breath finishing “I- I didn’t know this y/n I’m sorry it’s just that I know how I am with girls how boys in general are with girls and I didn’t want that to happen to you I didn’t want him to hurt you or treat you horribly I’m sorry” “It’s ok Steve” one down one to go how were you going to make this up to Eddie “Go” Steve said “What?” “Go to him you both have that sad look on your faces” you look up seeing Eddie in his car with said sad look “Thank you” you got out your car making a b line to Eddie’s you open up his passenger door “Jesus” he said holding his heart “I’m sorry for everything and for scaring you can I please explain” “Explain everything or for scaring me “ he teased “For it all”

You explained “So, I had to lie to Steve about me going to your house because he is a very over proctecvie stepbrother, I had my best friend Alexis cover for me but that didn't go well. After the blow up at your house which I am very sorry about, Steve didn't talk to me at all he was so pissed and I hated it then he told me that i couldn't see you anymore so thats why i advoid you and i agted that even more. And right now, which again I am so sorry about Steve beong rude to you but then after i talked to him let him know how i felt about this you and yea you see I’m so sorry about what happened” “Wow to be honest I thought I spooked you too much on Saturday" "Oh no I um really like it" you said blushing "So did I sweetheart" "So um how can i make it up to you" “How about Saturday? Movie date?” “Sounds perfect” Eddie leans in to kiss as you lean in then there was a bang on the wonder Steve is outside you can hear him through the glass “NO KISSING” “I’m still stuck on that Steve is your stepbrother”

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eddieslooneymoonie · 7 months

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𝓐 𝓛𝓸𝔀 𝓟𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮

𝔍𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔱 𝔟𝔠 ℑ'𝔪 𝔤𝔬𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔦𝔱 𝔯𝔫♥︎

*ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ⁱⁿʲᵘʳʸ, ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ, ˢᵉˡᶠ ˡᵒᵃᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ, ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᶠ ᵇᵒᵐᵇˢ*

ₛᵤₘₘₐᵣy:

☆𝓔𝓭𝓭𝓲𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓼 𝓪 𝓯𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽☆

You're knuckles burn, and your chest constricts. You wished for once you could just be angry without tears rising to the occasion. One rolls down your swollen cheekbone anyways.

Pathetic piece of-

"Oh fuck- Trouble! " your favorite metal head bursts through the school doors and almost trips on the concrete mid sentence.

He recovers clumsily if not a bit dramatic, arms swinging wildly to regain balance.

Then he rights himself and pauses as he gets a glance at you. Sitting in the shadows where you belong.

He says your name lower this time but his voice wobbles bit. He walks slowly over to the shady overgrown part of the school you had tried to camouflage into. You must look like a final girl from one of his horror films. Heavy eye bags, blood splatter on your face and shirt, lazy drags from a shitty cigarette.

You only gave him a side glance, wanting to avoid showing him the new decor on your face even though he had pretty much witnessed the whole debacle.

You had been hollow all week and itched to feel anything.

Fated to snap like one of Eddie's over stretched guitar strings, impossible to receive a warning beforehand.

And you would rather rot than have him catch it face first.

So you had to seek out other means. Other means......like a beautifully placed fist to a preppy bitch's fake nose after you overheard her call Eddie a retard.

Eddie stooped down a foot away from you effectively breaking the satisfying replay of a bone crunch. He looked at you like someone would a fire. Not to close.

Like it would protect him from the inevitable crash and hot sparks.

You didn't deserve him, you knew this, but he reached out towards your beat up face anyways.

"Hey," he breathed, like you would blow away if he was any louder.

His hand then, with heartbreaking gentleness brushed away the hair covering your mess.

You had taken some hits yourself from the nasty little friends of that worm.

They looked worse than you though. You were a military brat, you knew your shit.

Ed leans forward more to get a better look.

Your heart jumps even though months ago you told yourself that Eddie Munson was light-years out of your league. Only broken pieces fit with other broken pieces.

And maybe he was too.

But while he was more like a perfectly broken off peice of metal, you were more like deteriorated and jagged concrete cracks in the sidewalk that tried to trip people.

Just so that someone else might have a chance to hate you more than you do.

Yeah. You two would never work out. You were even way too lucky to have him as a friend.

Stupid.

Stupidstupidstupidstupid STUPI-

"Trouble." You flinched.

"Stop it."

His calloused finger landed in between your eyebrows and rubbed.

Ah.

Your self-hatred tell.

Angry brows.

His other hand reached out and he cradled your face.

He exposed your bloody side.

He let out what could be classified as a whimper. You guessed he got a glimpse of your eye. Leaking red into the white like carnage.

It suited.

He reached back into his jeans and brought forward a hankie.

With a touch more loving and delicate than you deserved, he cleaned blood from your split lip.

Your insides burn.

He had no right to be so close. Couldn't he hear the ticking time bomb in your chest? Feel it? Fear it? Know that only he could cure it?

Fuck.

He swiped a thumb over your cheek.

You looked anywhere else.

"Okay," he nodded.

Then he plopped down next to you.

You let him bring out a fresh cig.

You let him wrap around you.

You let him place his chin on your sore head.

You let yourself pretend that you're too tired to try and push him away.

At least now you would have company while you burned.

📀📀📀📀📀📀📀📀📀📀📀📀📀📀📀📀📀📀

𝓗𝓲 𝓰𝓾𝔂𝓼 𝓘 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓽<3 𝓗𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓭𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓷𝓪𝓼𝓽𝔂 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓼𝓹𝓪𝓬𝓮𝓼♥︎♥︎

×𝓸×𝓸

𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓮𝔂🌙💌

#eddie munson x reader #eddie oneshot #eddie angst #eddie spaghetti #eddie munson

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athena-writes-i-guess · 1 year

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Scare Zone

Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader (reader is referred to as a girl a few times)

Summary: Eddie finds a flier for the first ever Hawkins Scare Zone and asks you to go with him.

Word count: 2824

Warning: established relationship, pet names, scare zone/haunted house descriptions, fake blood and weapons mentioned, clowns, fluff, very very light hurt/comfort.

A/N: Hello! This is my Halloween special! This is a little special in the same world and storyline as my series, Mixtape. You do not have to have read it to read this, this is a one-shot but the same reader from that is in this! I went to a bunch of scare zones when I was on vacation and I thought it would be fun to write about going to one with Eddie! I really hope you like this!

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“Babe!” Eddie called out as he hopped out of his van, slamming the door shut before bounding up to you as you sat on his porch waiting for him. “Sorry I’m late, pretty girl.” He said before pressing a chaste kiss to your lips.

“It’s okay Eds, I got some reading done while I waited.” You smiled up at him as you took the hand he presented.

“Whatcha reading this time?” He asked as he helped you stand up and led you to the side door of his trailer.

“Dracula.” You laughed as you followed him through the now unlocked door and into his bedroom. “It felt seasonally appropriate.” You smiled brightly up at him as you plopped yourself down on his bed.

“It definitely is.” He smiled. “You’ll have to tell me how you like it, I read it a couple years ago.” He said, digging for something in his back pocket as he stood in front of you. He pulled out a folded neon orange paper and started unfolding it, a goofy grin on his face. “I saw this flier at the record shop, I thought we could go.”

He handed the paper to you and printed in black ink it read “Hawkins Scare Zone: Every Friday and Saturday in October”.

“Scare Zone?” You asked, looking up at your boyfriend with a quirked brow.

“Yeah! It’s their first time doing one of these. I think it’s where they have actors come out and scare you. I bet it’s gonna be lame cause its Hawkins. But I bet we can make it fun.” He said eagerly, nodding his head in encouragement.

You bit your lip in faux contemplation before shooting him a bright smile, “You’ll hold my hand the whole way right?” You asked.

Eddie beamed, “Of course! Gotta keep my baby safe.” He teased lightly. He took your hands in his and squeezed them lightly.

“Want to go to the one tonight?” You asked as you reciprocated the gesture.

Eddie nodded his head enthusiastically, “Oh yeah. We can get some burgers at the diner before and head over.”

So that’s what you did, and how you now found yourself standing in a long line of mostly older teens and young adults at the Hawkins fairgrounds. You were clutching your ticket tightly in one hand while the other was clinging to Eddie’s. He turned his head to you and took in the anxious expression you were trying to hide.

“Remember, they’re just actors babe. Nothing to worry about.” He whispered as he leaned in to leave a kiss to your cheek.

“I know, my friends tried to get me to go to one back in California. But I always made an excuse not to go. Our cat seems to get sick a lot around Halloween.” You chuckled with a somewhat bashful smile.

Eddie laughed as he let go of your hand to snake his arm around your waist, pulling you flush into his side as his other hand grasped the one of yours that he had just released. “Who knew that badass who went up against those demobats was such a little scaredy cat.” He teasingly whispered in your ear.

You smirked at that, “I’ll have you know I was terrified the entire time, I almost pissed myself when they started swarming.” You joked, Eddie threw his head back as he laughed and squeezed your side as the line started moving into the event.

The two of you followed the crowd as it grouped around some of the employees as they explained the rules of the event. You were currently in the main event area where there were concessions and some carnival games. Eddie pulled you over to one, the balloon popping dart game, and laid down the $2 fee to play.

He shot you a knowing wink before throwing dart after dart and hitting a balloon each time. Impressing you, and the employee working the counter. “Well, you win. Which one do you want?” He asked, pointing to the wall of stuffed animals.

Your boyfriend turned to you, “Which one dolly?” He asked with a proud smile on his face. You beamed and pointed to a stuffed jack o'lantern. “One pumpkin for the lady please.” He said to the employee who just rolled his eyes as he grabbed one of the stuffed pumpkins off the wall and then handed it to Eddie who then gave it to you.

“Thank you Eddie! Who knew you were so good at darts!” You exclaimed as you hugged the Jack O'Lantern briefly before Eddie resumed his previous hold on you, one arm wrapped around your waist as the other held your free hand.

“I’m full of surprises, sweet thing. Let’s go to the scares now though.” He said with a large smile.

Eddie led you through an archway that brought you into the scare zone that you would have to walk through to get to the haunted houses. You could already hear the distant sounds of chainsaws and manic laughter through the fog in front of you.

You squeezed the metalheads hand tightly as he pulled you forward. “I got you sweetheart.” Eddie encouraged as you walked into the foggy darkness. You heard the screaming of couples in front of you as you moved, causing the hair to stand up on your body as the anticipation got to you.

Suddenly a man covered in blood ran out of the darkness from your left wielding a large chainsaw as he laughed maniacally. You didn’t want to, but you couldn’t stop the scream from escaping from your throat as you jumped and turned into Eddie as he laughed and he led you away from the actor.

“Keep your girl close.” You heard the man yell out in a gravely voice from behind you as you moved.

“Oh I definitely will.” Eddie called back, completely unphased.

You made it through the zone quickly with Eddie holding you tight to his side and now you found yourselves in the area where they held the entrances to the 3 houses they had. You looked at each of the signs: Simon’s Slaughterhouse, Phantom Lake, and Twisted Carnival.

“Which should we do first?” You asked, looking up at your boyfriend as he thought. “The Carnival?”

“Definitely the slaughterhouse one.” Eddie said quickly, pulling you towards the house entrance.

The line for this one wasn’t as long as some of the others and you got into the area quickly. You walked in and you were greeted with the interior of a disheveled house. You walked through the blood-stained living room as an actor dressed as a knitting grandma sat in a rocking chair and told you how delicious you would taste once her son got to you.

“Hey, only I get to taste my girlfriend!” Eddie exclaimed, receiving an “Eddie!” as you flushed and pulled him into the next room. He laughed as he followed you, taking in the decorations around him as you walked through the numerous rooms.

You were walking down a particularly dark hallway and couldn’t feel where Eddie was anymore as he had dropped your hand. “Eddie?” You said quietly, there was no response. You tried to look around but you couldn't see anything as you squeezed your new stuffed animal tightly. Where had he gone?

Your nerves were starting to rise when all of a sudden you felt someone land behind you and grab both of your sides with a loud “Boo!” Causing you to scream and jerk forward into the next room.

“Hey, hey, sweetheart! It’s just me!” Eddie called after you as he followed you quickly. He grabbed your hand as you fled and brought you back to him. “I’m sorry baby. I thought it would be funny.” He chuckled softly as he pulled you flush with him again and kept walking you through the maze.

“It wasn’t Eddie! You scared the shit outta me!” You exclaimed as you were led through the blood stained room.

“That’s the whole point!” You heard the actor laugh at you as he pretended to saw a body in half.

“Sorry pretty girl.” Eddie laughed lightly as he brought you into the next room.

There were fake body parts hanging from the ceiling as you walked through a freezer and you had to brush past as you walked through. A figure jumped out from behind a fake torso, “You’ll end up here too!” He yelled as he brandished a large knife in front of you, causing you to jump and hide in Eddie’s neck as he led you out laughing.

You exited the maze and were now out in the event area that led to the other houses. “You better not try that again, Munson.” You scolded as you pulled Eddie to the next house, Phantom Lake.

“Hold on, what the fuck didn’t you just say?” Eddie asked with his eyebrows furrowed and an amused grin on his face.

It was much later, you had gone through the other house which was camp themed with a serial killer chasing you throughout like Friday the 13th and now you were waiting in the line for the last house of the evening, Twisted Carnival.

“The song is a song about a dance song. It’s like making a song about the Electric Slide song but Halloween themed.” You explained as you played with the rings on his hand that you were holding.

“The Monster Mash?” Eddie quirked his head with a fond smile.

“Yeah! The lyrics are about a guy walking through his castle while a bunch of monsters do a dance called the Monster Mash. The song we are hearing is not the song they are dancing to. We are listening to a song about monsters dancing to a different song called the Monster Mash.” You laughed.

“Babe, you’re blowing my mind here.” Your boyfriend explained before he pulled you close to him to leave a wet kiss to your cheek as you walked through the entrance to the maze.

You practically preen into the affection before Eddie jumped away from you, startled, as a small woman dressed as a clown jumped in front of you with a loud scream while honking a horn. You screamed in response, scared yourself, but were shocked by the yelp that came from your boyfriend behind you.

“Babe keep moving!” You heard from him as he pushed you forward, clinging to you from behind.

His voice sounded shaky and nervous. Was Eddie Munson scared? The man who had seen and been through so much a few months ago in the Upsidedown was scared in a haunted house? A clown themed one at that? The same man who laughed and joked his way through all the other houses you went through tonight was now holding onto you tightly as you led the way through the circus themed maze.

You smiled fondly to yourself as you felt Eddie’s sweaty hands squeeze yours as you walked through a door and into a dimly lit mirror maze. You took in Eddie’s expression as you caught a glimpse in a mirror in front of you. His eyebrows were both furrowed and raised high in concern, his eyes were scanning the room frantically, wide and scared, and he seemed to be mumbling something under his breath as he walked. You listened closely over the carnival music they were playing through the house.

“Are you singing Sabbath lyrics under your breath?” You questioned him as you walked forward, spying the next clown as he showed up in one of the mirrors in front of you.

“It calms me down!” Eddie defended, his grip on your hand was incredibly tight as he followed you though. You laughed lightly at that as you wound your way to the entrance to the next room, past the smiling clown. Eddie jumped as the clown lunged for him with a manic laugh, his Sabbath lyrics coming out quickly now almost like a prayer of protection.

The metalhead groaned once you entered the next room, it was a full big top circus with bloody, knife wielding clowns wandering through. They were laughing and screaming at the other patrons as they moved in front of you, occasionally chasing a few as they ran into the next room.

A particularly tall clown bounded up to you two, he was in a bright white and rainbow polka dot outfit with large shoes, he wore a bright green wig that jutted out in all directions and he was splattered with fake blood. He ran up to you and Eddie, an unnerving high-pitched giggle coming out of him as he thundered forward.

“Babe! Move now!” Eddie practically shouted as he took the hand he was holding and pulled you along behind him as he ran into the next room with the clowns laughing as you passed.

You pulled on Eddie’s arm to bring him back to you as you entered the next room. It was much darker and decorated like a dressing room and thankfully it was currently clown free.

“Hey, pretty boy, slow down.” You cooed, pulling him into you and placing a protective arm around him as you walked slowly through. “It’s alright, they’re just actors, remember?” You told him, rubbing soothing circles into his back with the arm wrapped around him, you handed him your stuffed pumpkin before grabbing on of his hands, effectively copying the way he had held you earlier to calm you down.

“Right, right. Actors.” Eddie mumbled, eyes still wide as he scanned the room. You thankfully seemed to miss the actor in this room, a nice reprieve for the metalhead.

Thankfully for Eddie, the rest of the maze wasn’t as clown filled and he let you lead him out into the fresh October air. He followed you to a corner with minimal people, his head hung slightly as he stood next to you.

“Sorry about that.” He said softly, avoiding your eyes.

“Why are you sorry?” You asked, confused, as he handed you the pumpkin back.

“It’s not really attractive to have to help your boyfriend through a fake haunted house.” He sighed, fidgeting with his rings.

“Hey. Eddie, baby, look at me!” You demanded, his large brown eyes landed on yours, full of concern. “We came here to get scared and you’ve been helping me through this whole event! Is it unattractive to you that I was scared through the houses?” You asked, receiving a very quick shake of his head. “Then why would it be unattractive to me? Just means I know what scares the scary Eddie Munson.” You joked, poking his chest playfully as you smiled up at him.

A small smile broke on his face, “Great. Now you’re gonna try to scare me aren’t you?” He asked.

You gasped in faux offense. “Me? Scare you on purpose? What kind of girlfriend do you think I am? Can you believe he would ask me that?” You questioned to your stuffed pumpkin. “Jack is just as offended as I am at your suggestion Edward.” You said, barely able to fight the grin wanting to pull at your lips.

“Wow, wiping out the government name.” He smiled, “I’m very sorry for suggesting it, sweetheart.”

“Ah, ah, ah.” You said, holding up your stuffed friend to face Eddie, who rolled his eyes.

“And I’m sorry Jack.” He sighed, but he couldn’t fight the smile he had as you beamed back up at him. “Ready to go home babygirl? We can watch a movie.” He asked as he draped his arm around your shoulder and started leading you back to the entrance of the event.

“Yes please! But no scary movies tonight okay? I’m all out of scares.” You said as you snuggled into him. “Can we watch Pretty in Pink?” You asked brightly.

“You said no scary movies.” Eddie joked, planting a kiss in your hair as you laughed. “Yeah, I guess we can watch it again, sweet thing. Anything for you.”

“So, what’s with the clowns if you don’t mind me asking?” You wondered as you walked.

“What do you mean? Clowns are beings of nightmares.” He said seriously, smiling as you laughed loudly. “But really, it was from my childhood. Old man brought me to a circus one year. It didn’t go super well.” He said simply and you decided now was not the time to pry.

“Thank you for a great night Eddie. Happy Halloween.” You said happily, stopping outside his van once you got there. You leaned up to place a gentle kiss on his lips, something sweet and soft.

Eddie snaked his arms around your waist pulling you flush with him as he kissed you back hungrily. You pulled away with a cheeky smile on your face. “Not in front of Jack!” You teased, giggling as he rolled his eyes before he brought you back to him and found your lips again.

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christmas tree farm

tis the season to be good neighborly, but eddie is low on cash. he hatches a plan to score the perfect tree from the farm next door for the low low price of free (500 words / suggestive language / weed mention / 18+)

eddie cuts the headlights, and the van is plunged into the darkness of the night. he helps you out of the front seat, into a world muted by snowfall. in the blackness, all trees around you look like monsters, fighters stationed all around you, until eddie flicks his flashlight on and you find yourself back in the familiar indiana woods. you leave tracks in the field of white, hoping they'll be covered by the time the sun comes back. you've got the duffel bag in one hand and his calloused one in the other, you laughter muddled into the winter wonderland.

eddie hops the low wooden fence first, you throw the bag over, and he helps you to meet him on the other side. you take a moment now to pause, gaze into each other's eyes with a mischievous grin, share a hot kiss before getting back to your mission. joint smoke and hot breath swirl around your heads, picking up in the light as eddie waves his torch around. the beam lands on a perfect tree, and you trade off the things in each of your hands. now its your job to hold the flashlight steady on the tree as eddie unzips the duffel. he smirks as he unloads a rusty saw, the harsh shadows on his face make him look menacing for a moment, and your stomach feels like a hot swarm.

he takes a long drag off the joint and hands it to you, exhaling from his nostrils as he crouches down and gets to work. you're supposed to keep watch, but your eyes are superglued to eddie, his boxers are poking out of his jeans and you can see his muscles flex as he saws back and forth, back and forth. who would be out on a night like this anyways, except for a couple of weirdos like you.

the tree falls with hardly a sound, plumes of dusty snow billowing in its wake. eddie stands tall, flashlight spotlight on him as you cheered for your lumberjack boyfriend. he looked like an angel.

"thank you, thank you, i'll be here all week"

and he makes quick work of tying a rope around the trunk. you never thought you'd find yourself jealous of a tree, but then eddie's always had a way of making you feel things you've never felt before. he can haul it on his own, he's more than strong enough, but you still help him hoist it back over the fence. thank god eddie drives that rust-bucket van, the perfect getaway vehicle for a christmas caper. the whole scene smells green, pot and pine intertwined with that old familiar musk. eddie will be picking fir needles out of his curls for weeks.

tomorrow, when the guilt sets in, you'll both go back to farmer lee's and knock on the door with a batch of christmas cookies & the scraps from eddie's tip jar. but tonight, you find its nice to be a little naughty.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #best friend!eddie #eddie #eddie x reader #eddie fluff #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson fluff #stranger things oneshot #stranger things fluff #eddie oneshot #chloe.fic #eddie munson christmas

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in-my-shifting-era · 1 year

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A Knight In A Leather Jacket

Eddie Munson Fluff

Summary: After her brother Steve forgets to pick reader up like he promised Eddie comes do her rescue.

Warnings: none really this is just fluff. Steve being your brother if you don’t like that. Eddie is kinda a perv for like a second. Also some use of y/n.

Authors note: I’ve been back in an Eddie mood so here is this. Also sorry for not updating sooner I took a mental health break.💕

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4:30pm. That’s the time you asked your brother Steve to pick you up from the auto shop to get your car fixed early the next morning. He promised he’d be there to pick you up. There wasn’t any Hellfire tonight so he didn’t have to pick Dustin up. Today is his day off from family video so that couldn’t be his excuse. What could Steve Harrington be doing that is so important he forgot to pick you up? That what you’ve been asking ever since you left the auto shop at 5:30pm, according to your watch.

You huffed in annoyance as you made your way home on foot. Your anger towards your brother would have subsided quickly if it wasn’t for the down pour of rain that started not even 5 minutes after you started your walk. You try to keep your pace as quick as you can without being in a full sprint.

The sound of a car approaching behind you makes you sigh lightly and move closer to the side of the road. Keeping your head down and hugging your rain soaked sweater you attempt to avoid any sort of eye contact. It almost seemed like it was working the car slowed down and the driver started to roll their window down. “This really isn’t walking weather you know.”

You knew that voice. You looked up to confirm your thoughts and where met with Eddie Munson’s infamous smirk and roll your eyes playfully. “Steve promised he’d pick me up at 4:30 at the auto shop. I gave up and started walking home at 5:30. This walk wasn’t my first choice Munson.” You would have graduated with the “freak” of Hawkins High if he had graduated his first time around. You and Eddie where never really friends in school. You weren’t really enemies either; there was just always this playful banter between you two.

You’re shocked when Eddie actually stops his van at your comment and opens the passenger door. “We’ll get in before you catch a cold in this rain and I’ll let you complain all about Steve being late as I drive you home.” You smile thankful and getting into his van as quickly as you can. You take a moment to gather yourself before you shit the passenger door and buckle quickly. “I apologize for getting your seats set.” You smile apologetically at Eddie as wet pieces of hair frame your face.

Eddie gives you a comforting look as he starts to drive again. “Don’t even worry about it. These seats have seen worse.” You give him a look and don’t even get a moment to respond before he’s clarifying his statement. “Uh like Dustin spilled a chocolate milkshake in here just last month. That’s kid is a menace.” You laugh softly and smile. “I wonder where he gets that from.”

Eddie acts completely offended at this statement. “You’re going to blame his actions on innocent old me? He hangs out with your brother as well. I think he gets his menace behavior from him.” You roll your eyes in fake annoyance at this. “No. He gets his menace behavior from you-” You poke Eddie’s upper bicep playfully. “He gets his sassy tone from Steve.”

Eddie laughs loudly at this and looks over at you. “The kid really does have a tone problem!Now that you say it though Steve does have the same tone at times.” Ignoring the say your heart flutters hearing Eddie laugh you give him a wide smile. “I’m glad we can agree on something Munson.” Eddie catches on to your smile and nods. “I think we can also agree your brother is a forgetful idiot sometimes.” Remembering why you’re in the car with Eddie makes you sigh annoyed. “And going home just means I have to hear all about why or how he forgot.”

As the car stops at a stop light Eddie looks over at you. “Why don’t you come over to my place? You can dry off and warm up. The. you won’t have to see Steve just yet.” You give him a slightly confused look. “Are you sure Eddie? This is my first time in your car. Now you’re going to take me home?” Eddie nods nonchalantly. “Why not? My uncle is working at the plant all weekend so having some company over would be nice actually.” You hide your blush with a nod. “I’d love to come over then. Thank you Eddie. For all of this.” Eddie gives you his sweet smile as an impatient car horn brings you both out of the sweet tender moment and signals Eddie to turn off towards the trailer park.

You pull into his driveway after a short drive from the light. You get out and run to the stairs of his trailer with him, he unlocks the door rather quickly. You work on keeping your shoes on his rug as you shiver gently the cold of the rain suddenly getting to you. “Uh if you want the bathroom is down the hall on the left. You can take a shower and I’ll leave some clothes outside the door for you to wear while I put yours in the dryer.” You smile and take off your jacket and leave it by your shoes. “I’ll probably just take the change of clothes if that’s okay.

Eddie nods and walks into the trailer more stoping at the basket of folded clothes on a dryer hidden in a closet by the kitchen. He grabs an old band tee for you and a clean pair of boxers since he doesn’t think he has pants that would fit you comfortably. You take the cloths with a thankful smile and make your way to the bathroom to change.

After locking the door you take off your rain soaked clothes and put on the boxes and faded band tee. Eddie’s scent fills your senses. Some how the dork makes old leather, weed smoke and cheap cologne smell comforting. The boxers looking more like shorts on you as they peak out just under the band tee. You run your wet hair through your fingers to try and tame it. Once you feel more presentable you step out with your wet clothes in hand and hand them to Eddie who is still by the washer.

Eddie places them in the dryer and starts them turned to you to smile. “If you can reach go pick a mug for some tea or hot chocolate to warm you up.” Eddie nods to the living room where you see mugs lining the walls. You ignore the smirk on his face and the blush it brings to your cheeks as you walk over and browse your options. When you see a grumpy bear Care Bears mug you know that’s what you want. It happens to be just out of your reach and you wince.

You see Eddie take notice of this and laugh from his place in the kitchen. “Need help sweetheart?” You ignore his comment and look around for anything you could stand on to get the mug. After a moment of searching you see Eddie make his way towards you and think quick in your feet and go on your tip toes giving Eddie’s a view of his boxers on your hips. Eddie stops in his tracks seeing You struggle to reach the mug. You take his moment of being distracted and gracefully change your position and get the mug. You turn around and smile triumphantly at Eddie. “No tough guy I got my mug!”

Eddie snaps his eyes from where they laid on his boxer to meet your gaze. “Grumpy Bear doesn’t really suit you sweetheart.” You roll your eyes playfully and pout up at him not amused by his comment. “I stand corrected. That was a good impression the mug’s yours.” You hand him the mug the same playful glare on your face. “Hot chocolate please.”Eddie takes the mug gently and gives you a fake salute and marches back to the kitchen and starts on your coco.

You sit at the kitchen island and watch Eddie make the two hot cocoas. He hums lightly to himself as he gets the whipped cream out and tops off your mugs before handing you yours. “For m’lady.” You take your mug happy and sip it slowly. Eddie sips his out of his Garfeild mug. “That mug suits you Eddie. Grouchy but lovable.” You smirk playfully as you take another sip. Eddie narrows his eyes at you. “I’m not grouchy.”

You place your mug down. “That glair you have is telling me other wise grouchy pants.” You go to have another sip of coco when Eddie takes you mug from you. “Take it back and you’ll get your mug back.” You huff and reach over the counter for the mug making Eddie pull it back and stand away from the counter with it in hand. “Take it back and the mug is yours.” You huff stubbornly and walk around the island and right towards his in an attempt to get your mug from his grasp. Eddie sips his mug and holds yours above his head.

“Eddie you called me Grumpy and I didn’t hold your mug hostage. Give me my hot chocolate back!” You stomp your foot like an annoyed toddler not getting their way. Eddie keeps your mug high and puts his mug down. “No I was impressed with your grumpy bear impression.” You roll your eyes. “Eddie it’s going to get cold! Fine you’re not grouchy.” Eddie hands you your mug immediately. “Now wasn’t that easy sweetheart.” You huff and sip your now warm coco.

You jump when a pounding is heard at Eddie a trailer door. “Munson! Did you pick up my sister? Dustin told me he saw her in your Van and she hasn’t made it home! ” You look at Eddie quickly then towards the door. “He sounds kinda grumpy don’t you think?”

#stranger things #stranger things imagine #eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #fluff imagine #eddie fluff #eddie x fem!reader #eddie x reader #eddie stranger things #eddie x you #eddie oneshot #eddie blurb

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hllfireclb · 6 months

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+18, mdni

We‘re all talking about Eddie smoking a joint while you give him head. But we never talked about it, the other way around.

Like imagine, laying on his bed, a joint inbetweenyour fingers, some slow rock music quietly playing in the background and your beautiful boyfriend Eddie between your thighs. His head has been down there for over 20 minutes and the only time you can see his eyes is when he comes up for some air, giving you his sexy smile before going down on you again, making his bangs fall into his face once more.

You’re high by now, that’s for sure, but not just because of the weed but also because of Eddie’s amazing tongue-technic, making you cum again and again and again and again…for what feels like the whole night.

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#stranger things #eddie munson #stranger things 4 #eddie oneshot #eddie one shot #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson st4 #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #Eddie munson smut #eddie munson headcanon #eddie munson stranger things #eddie x y/n #eddie x female reader #eddie x reader #eddie smut #eddie stranger things #eddie munson boyfriend

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munsonshair · 2 years

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joseph quinn is the most dreamy human being ever😩😩😍

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hawkinshighdropout · 11 months

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The Weigh Down.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x (female) Reader

Summary: You are working on overdrive at all times, pushing yourself beyond your limits as keeping busy was the only way you could keep those negative thoughts at bay. It all comes crashing down around you when another panic attack hits, your boyfriend Eddie tries to sail you through the storm.

Warnings: No major warnings, the theme of this is mental health and anxiety so if that triggers you, please give this a miss. This is just angst/fluff content. Unless you count a couple of curse words as needing a warning? Idk, I haven’t written fanfics in like 8 years so I’m a little rusty…

Note/Request: Requested by anonymous. “Hi!! I loved your fic ab Eddie with the s/o with anxiety and just shutting down it really hit home for me. Recently I’ve been working myself too hard and not taking any breaks and I know I have been, but I feel useless if I’m not doing something. When I’m not doing anything it sends me into a panic attack. Could you write something ab Eddie with a gf who goes thru this sorta thing? It would be such a comfort to me to imagine Eddie helping his love through an anxiety attack. If you’re not comfortable writing it no worries at all! but if you are thank you so much in advance 💜”

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“Babe, will you sit down?!” Eddie groans, looking up from his magazine to see you scurrying around the room of his trailer as you tidy up after yourselves.

Eddie normally lived in a bit of a mess, and you learned to deal with it, but times like these when your anxiety was already high? You had to busy yourself with cleaning as a distraction. You just needed a mindless task to be getting on with to keep you out of your own head for a little while.

His voice crackles through the mild disassociation, causing you to look across at him with a puzzled look on your face, hands currently in the process of throwing away his recycling into the designated sack in your other palm.

Stopping in your tracks, mid motion of throwing away a bottle, you huff. “Ed, this place is a mess, the least I could do is clean some of it up, it’s getting ridiculous.”

“That can be done another day, you don’t need to always be doing something, you can just sit back and relax, it’s not a crime.” Eddie rolls his eyes fondly, closing his magazine and focusing across at you whilst you stay frozen in time.

“I need to get it done now!” you snap, completely unintentionally.

Eddie looked up at you with wide eyes, you never snapped at him. The room suddenly became filled with tension and Eddie felt as if he was now needing to walk on eggshells to avoid pissing you off any further.

Slowly raising from the bed, he takes the couple of steps towards you to close the gap, choosing his words carefully before he cupped your cheek to comfort you.

“What’s this all about, hm?” he asks tenderly, searching your eyes for an explanation.

It took seconds before your eyes filled with tears and Eddie’s arms suddenly wrapped around your own in a supportive embrace, shushing you affectionately as he pressed multiple kisses to the very top of your head. He still had no idea what was going on, it had gone zero to one hundred in seconds, but he figured he would support you now, ask questions later.

His fingers cupping the back of your head as his fingernails would scratch your scalp lovingly, you grip the sides of his shirt to make sure he didn’t pull away, rubbish bag dropping to your feet in an instant.

Your sudden crying only got worse from there, you hiccup, get all snotty, hyperventilate a little and truly struggle to breathe or grasp onto full sentences at all. You knew this routine, it was the start of your panic attack rearing it’s complex head. You had seen the warning signs the past couple of hours, the dissociation, the mood swings, the fidgeting, the increased levels of resting anxiety, all of which had come to this violent crescendo.

Eddie had witnessed this before, he was used to assisting you through them, but they didn’t ever not catch him by surprise. You were good at masking them or masking the build up to them at least, you couldn’t hide the main event.

“I’m only good for something when I’m being helpful…” you manage to hiccup out after a short amount of time, your words stinging his chest as he truly felt for you, squeezing you tighter.

“That’s not true, sweetheart. You’re great the way you are, even if you’re just sitting about and giving yourself the time and space to relax. You have a crazy intense schedule, you don’t need to come home and work overdrive, you’re going to burn out… Like this,” he mumbles into your hair.

“But, things need to be done, Eddie! I need to get them done!” you cry out in despair.

“Baby, they will get done. Just not right now, and not by you.” He comforts you, doing his best to make sure that he isn’t being too dismissive and making things worse for you.

“I’m only useful when I’m being useful,” you whimper, face hidden in his chest.

“Honey, listen to me. You need to stop putting the value of your worth on the level of your productivity. You have a lot on your plate at all times, wearing yourself into the ground isn’t going to benefit anyone. Do you really think I wanna see you getting worked up like this over a few water bottles? No. You need to go to school, yes. You need to do homework, yes. You need to eat, shower, drink water, yes. Those are the things you have to do, anything else? Those things can wait, those things aren’t meant to be sink or swim, anything outside of the things that keep you alive are optional.” He coos, stroking your back in soothing circles.

You stay silent and let him talk, taking long and shallow breaths as you were trying to soothe the hyperventilating and to calm down your breathing. You always appreciated his kind words, but you couldn’t think rationally in times like these. Attacks like this just trap your rational thought in a wooden box and throw away the key, leaving only fear and dizziness to remain, it was debilitating.

“Do you have a list of the things you needed to do today?” he asks, pulling back to look down at you, kissing your forehead in the process as you give a small nod.

“Can I see the list please, sweetheart?” he asks, another nod from you. You retract one hand from around him to fish a small notepad page from your pocket, passing it to your boyfriend and giving him the chance to read it over.

“Okay, so what we’re gonna do is this; you are going to get in my bed, put on my shirt ‘cause I know it soothes you, and you’re gonna listen to the mixtape I made you and I’ll bring you the ice pack to hug just like we practise, yes? I’ll get these chores all tended to, you just sit back and take a breather, okay?” he offers, cupping your chin in his hands and tilting your head up before pecking your lips lightly.

“No, Ed. I… I need to do them,” you whimper, “I don’t want you doing everything for me, then I’ll just feel like more of a burden sitting here whilst you work your ass off, just… let me” you plead.

“Baby girl, no. Listen to me, okay? I will take care of this list, you take care of your pretty little self, okay? The world isn’t going to crumble just because a Munson has been put in charge of a checklist, I’m perfectly capable.” He offers a smug grin, tugging a quiet giggle from you.

You were too exhausted to put up much of a fight, once all the adrenalines had left your body it made you feel depleted and drained. A massive part of you still wanted to argue your case and be the one to complete the tasks you intended, but you knew that in this state that you would only become more worked up and flustered, worsening your cycle.

Eddie went to his closet and tugged out one of his shirts that you adored, assisting you in changing out of your own and into his, guiding you back towards his bed. Tucking you in under the sheets, he disappears for a moment before coming back with an ice pack, placing it on the centre of your chest, a trick he learned to aid the relief of tension during panic attacks like this. Scooping up your Walkman, Eddie changes the cassette to be one filled with your favourite tunes, placing it on your head and hitting play as he kissed your forehead.

He promises to be back shortly, starting the process of cleaning down your checklist. Things included were sort recycling, get more groceries, return study books to the library, and get out the new ones you needed, get a tire change on the van you and Eddie shared, and finally? Make dinner for you both. He could see why you were overwhelmed, you considered all of these small tasks such a large priority that of course back-to-back these would sound daunting to anyone needing to complete them.

Many hours pass before Eddie is coming back through the front door of the trailer, you were sleeping peacefully thanks to the weight of the world that Eddie had removed from your shoulders earlier on. He had done everything on your checklist, it might have taken him longer than you could have done it in, but you weren’t even going to mention that you were just so grateful that he had come and saved the day.

“Wakey wakey, sleepy head.” He whispers as he shuts the bedroom door behind himself, setting his pile of goods on the end of the bed as he tugs off his jacket to get comfortable.

With a reluctant groan, you blink your eyes open and glance in the direction of your man, who was only illuminated by the streetlights seeping through the window. Sitting up in your bed, you place the now-warm ice pack on the nightstand and rub the sleep out of your eyes, yawning a little as you smile tiredly at your excited puppy of a human.

“Okay, so, listen up!” he starts, clapping his palms together just once to get your attention with a grin on his lips, he was clearly very proud of himself, “I took your books back to the library and got the ones you need for class,” he starts, patting the small pile he placed on the bed, “tires are all fixed up, recycling is all outside to be collected, I got a small amount of groceries to keep us going until you are mentally up for coming with me to pick things, annnnnnd,” he says the last word in prolonged sing-song tone, “I got pizza!”

Your stomach groans when you see that there’s a large pizza box at the end of the bed next to the books he had gotten for you, not having had time to eat today due to the stress and sickness you felt, you were glad he had found a good option for dinner.

“You really did it all, hm?” you ask, in mild disbelief that he was able to get through every single task without even calling you once to query something. He nods, sliding the books closer to allow you to read the titles, proving they were the right ones, the corners of your lips curling up into a fond smile.

“Yup! We Munsons are adaptable and reliable!” he laughs to himself, eliciting a giggle from you.

“Thank you, Eddie… Really, thank you.” You start, but he interrupts you with a few sweet kisses to your lips. He didn’t do things for the praise and recognition, he just wanted to ease your struggles and take care of you.

“Hush, princess. I’d do anything for you.” He smiles, kissing you once more.

Your face was bright red from his attention, truly you should be used to it now, but you weren’t ever going to get used to the fact that your boyfriend was a borderline saint. You watch as he’s moving the books somewhere safer, tugging off his jeans and slipping into bed alongside you before he settles the pizza box across both of your laps.

“…. Extra pineapple?” you query about the pizza in front of you.

“Yes, my gorgeous little weirdo, it has extra pineapple.” He snorts, kissing your cheek before he tears off a slice for each of you, tapping the tips of the pizza together in a ‘cheers/toast’ kind of way, making you giggle before you sink your teeth into it with a content groan.

“I love you, Munson.” Your mouth full as you smile brightly up at him.

“Right back at ya, doll.” He smiles, nudging his shoulder with your own fondly.

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honeymilkau · 2 years

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Sweet Escape

Eddie Munson x Female Reader

While hanging out with your best friends —Robin Buckley and Steve Harrington — during their shift at Family Video, you’re good friend and local drug dealer, Eddie Munson calls the video store trying to get a hold of you to try and new strain he was looking to sell. Intoxicated thoughts lead you to make a move on Eddie and cause you to panic, scared it’ll ruin the friendship forever.

genre - eddie x female reader / friends to lovers

word count - 4913

warnings - explicit language / smut (eventually) / high talks with eddie / use of marijuana/ Angsty eddie / SLIGHT STEVE ACTION

Part One

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You were at the video store, hanging out with Robin and Steve as it was a quiet Sunday shift for the both of them. There was one other customer in the store, a girl around your age, just trying to pick a movie for the night but Steve was pestering her and trying to make a move.

"I would personally go with something romantic if you're going to have a movie night with your boyfriend." Steve suggested

"Oh I don't have a boyfriend."

Steve's eyebrows raised "Oh! I'm so sorry, I mean, I just kinda figured considering there's no way a girl as beautiful as you could be single."

You rolled your eyes, looking over at Robin "Yo, I'm not even gunna talk to you right now, I'm just going to look at you because I simply cannot watch this fucking train wreck anymore."

Robin laughed at you, "This is what I have to deal with daily."

"Like do any of these pick up lines actually work? Or is he just waisting his time and embarrassing himself?"

You looked over your shoulder to see Steve still blowing it with the cute girl as Robin answered. "You would think that rejection after rejection he would get the hint."

"It's girls night, we just don't know what to watch. We all like different genres."

You look back at Robin "You're an employee here, why don't you go over and save that poor girl."

She shrugged "Steve will kill me if I ever intervene. He thinks he has it all handled."

"I would recommend footloose." Steve showed the girl the VHS tape "It's romantic, and funny, entertaining."

"Yeah it's a great movie, we watched it last week." the girl kept trying to walk away from Steve but he kept on trying to recommend different movies while throwing in an occasional pick up line here and there.

You shook your head and walked up to the girl "Hi, I’m so sorry about my friend Steve, he's not the best at movie recommendations but if you ask me, I think you should go with Carrie. I mean it's the first weekend of October, it's getting colder outside and halloween is only a couple weeks away. It's a classic too." You picked it up and handed it to her.

"Hmm, yeah, I think this would be perfect. Thank you." She smiled kindly at you, making steve scoff.

"It's no worries."

The phone in the store started ringing and Robin answered as you continued chatting with the girl. "Again, I apologize about Steve. He's usually better at the whole flirting thing but to be honest with you, I think he got a little flustered because of how beautiful you are."

Her cheeks heated up as she looked over your shoulder at Steve "Really?"

"Yeah," you smiled softly "I'll tell you what, I’ll cover the movie rental in exchange for your number for dear old Steve here." You patted his shoulder "I mean cmon, he's a good looking dude! Just look at that hair."

She debated it for a while but decided to give in "Sure, why not. You got a pen and paper?"

You nodded with a wide smile "I'll be right back." You patted Steve on the back harshly "You're welcome, Harrington."

You walked over to the checkout and grabbed a pen "Eddie the freak is on the phone." Robin smiled "He's looking for you." she slid the phone towards you.

"Sup Ed's?"

"Nothing much rockstar, what's up with you?" he asked on the other end

"Helping Harrington out." You said, looking around for paper

"Ohhhh dude, is he blowing it with another chick?"

"Bombing it. So fucking hard. I have to pay for the chicks rental movie in exchange for her number. I couldn't bear to see Harrington get rejected by the fourth girl this week."

He laughed loudly on the other end. "Wouldn't expect anything less from him honestly, considering all the stories you've told me about him."

You found a piece of paper and rushed to the girl, smiling at her as she thanked you.

You started walking back towards the counter "Yeah well, he owes me if he gets laid." you said lowly "What's up though? Why'd you call me here out of all places?"

"Well, I called your place but your parents told me you were out and I just assumed you were over there. I wanna chill with you, it's been ages."

"Eddie it's been like, three days."

"Yeah, exactly. Ages."

You couldn't help but giggle like a school girl at him "Well, what would you wanna do tonight then?"

"Sesh at my place? I got new weed I think you'd enjoy. New and hot on the market."

"Sure, you need me to bring anything?"

You watched Steve and the girl say their goodbyes as she kissed him on the cheek before walking out of the store.

"Nah, just your pretty little self."

Your cheeks became rosy as you smiled "Yeah whatever Eddie, I’ll see you later alright?"

"Okay, bye rockstar."

"Bye." you hung up the phone and handed it to Robin.

"Don't even think about it, Y/n." Robin warned, grabbing the phone from you.

"What?" You questioned

"Don't even think about getting involved with that." she motioned to the phone "I like him and all but if you get involved with him, you'll be the laughing stock of the school and I personally don't care about all that popularity bull shit but I care about you, and if you start hooking up with him and people find out, you will be severely bullied and I can't just stand back and watch." she rambled on.

"Y/n, thank you so much." Steve walked up to you, giving you a fist bump.

"My pleasure my friend."

Robins eyes widened "Hey! If you wanna get laid so bad why don't you and Steve hook up?"

"WHAT?!”

"NO FUCKING WAY!"

you both screeched in her face.

"Think about it. Steve is desperate as hell and you're hot sooooo, I don't really see the issue here."

Steve raised an eyebrow at you "I mean... she has a point."

"Ew! Steve- okay no! We're not doing this." you huffed at the both of them

Steve looked over at Robin "I'm confused, why are you trying to peer pressure us to have sex?"

"Because she's going to have sex with Eddie tonight."

Steves mouth hung open as Robin walked away from the counter to the front of the store to fix inventory. "NO FUCKING WAY ARE YOU ACTUALLY GOING TO THE FREAKS TRAILER TO HAVE SEX WITH HIM."

"Can you shut the fuck up!" you groaned, hitting his shoulder harshly "Honestly Steve, Im gunna knock you on your ass if you don't pipe the fuck down." You grabbed your keys from behind the desk, getting ready to leave "I'm not going over to fuck Eddie, even if i was, who cares?"

"y/n... he's a freak."

"He's sweet."

"He's weird."

"He's kind. Im not having this conversation with you anymore, Steve." you huffed.

"No cause now i'm offended. You're saying ew to having sex with me? What's wrong with me?" He asked, baffled at the fact you apparently didn't find him attractive.

"Nothings wrong with you, Steve, you're a good looking guy." you scoffed "Why are you acting as if you don't think you're the hottest guy in school?"

"Do you think I’m hot?"

Your cheeks heated up instantly, not knowing how to answer truthfully without flattering him too much.

He snickered and looked at Robin "She thinks I'm hot."

You rolled your eyes "Eddie is hot, I’ll admit that to you." you gave him a new topic to focus on.

His eyes widened as you started walking towards the door "So you do wanna fuck him?"

"Peace Robin." you gave her a peace sign "Fuck you, Steve." you used the same hand and flipped off Steve behind you.

You left "Family Video" and got into your car, seeing that the sun was already setting. You always kept your bong and all the smoking essentials in your car, hidden in the trunk so your parents didn't find it in your room while you weren't home.

You pulled into the trailer parked and parked right beside Eddie's van. You grabbed you backpack that had all of the stuff you needed and headed up to the door, knocking on it softly. The door opened and Eddie smiled at you "Hey sweetheart."

"Hi." you smiled softly, cheeks starting to get rosy from the chilly night air.

Eddie smiled at you shyly before opening the door further and stepping aside to let you in "M'lady," he ushered you in.

You walked in and you looked at him as he closed the door behind you. You took off your oversized leather jacket and pointed towards his room. He nodded and you walked to his room quickly. He followed behind you and closed his bedroom door and looked at you "Here, Ill take your jacket."

You passed it over to him as he hung it up in his closet. You sat on the edge of his bed as he went over to open his little window.

"How was your day?" he asked, grabbing his grinder and grinding up his new flower for you to try.

"It was good." you nodded, opening your bag and grabbing your bong and filling it up with water you brought.

"How's Harrington and that girl? Robin?" He asked, unsure if he got it right or not. You nodded with a small smile. He snapped his fingers and smiled back "Robin. Was it fun?"

"It was. She asked me if I wanted to have sex with Steve." The room went silent as you both packed your tokes. He tried to stifle a laugh but failed to do so when he busted out into laughter.

"I CANT IMAGINE YOU HAVING VANILLA BORING SEX WITH STEVE HARRINGTON"

"Who said he's vanilla?" You asked as you bursted out into laughter as well

"He gives me the vibe, Y/n! I can just tell he only knows how to boring fuck."

"Hey," your laughter started to die down "I know I bully Harrington but it's all in good fun. He's one of my best friends, I feel like I’ve known him forever."

"I know, I know... but do you think he's kinky? Be honest."

You stared at Eddie, holding back your laughter "No. I don't."

"See!" he laughed more, causing you to burst into laughter with him. As soon as he heard your laugh, he laughed even harder. He found your laugh so contagious and he loved it.

He sat beside you on the bed, both of your laughter dying down as he passed you a lighter. You took it from him, your hands lingering more than needed. He looked down at them as you finally pulled the lighter out of his grasp. He grabbed his own lighter as he sparked it "Cheers."

You held up your lighter, only pressing down on the red button, avoiding the spark wheel. His lighter lit yours and you smoked your first bowl of the night together.

You both blew out the smoke as you coughed a little "Shit." you coughed into your elbow. Eddie rushed up to grab a glass of water from this tiny kitchen, bringing it to you once he finished grabbing water from the tap.

"Thank you." you said through tiny coughs, taking a sip of water. You already felt the high starting to hit. You relaxed your muscles as you looked down at your bong "Would it be crazy to ask you if you wanna rip another?"

He smirked at you, plopping back down on his bed, sitting beside you. "No, not crazy at all." he started packing his toke and you followed his lead, he pulled out his lighter and was about to take it when you stopped him.

"Wait, wait, wait." you rushed

he gave you a confused expression, wondering why you were stopping him. Your cheeks warmed up in embarrassment as you looked up at him and asked

"Can I light it for you?"

fuck

He felt himself get hard. So pathetic. You have literally never once gave him a signal that you liked him or wanted to fuck him or anything. He was just Eddie, your good friend Eddie. He was Eddie the freak, Eddie the drug dealer, Eddie the dude you sesh with, he wasn't anything special to you and he knew that but to be honest, he didn't even really care that much, as long as it kept you around.

"Of course you can light it for me."

You smiled wide and started lighting up his toke, he inhaled all the smoke as you pulled up the bowl piece slightly after he cleared it. He blew the smoke out of his mouth and smiled at you "I'm going to pack yours and light it if you don't mind."

He put down his bong and picked yours up instead.

You nodded as you watched him pack your bowl piece, he was packing it nice and tight. You loved smoking weed, it was no secret to the people around you. You never went to work or school high, you were more responsible then that, you only did it after school or on the weekends when you didn't work part time.

When you're alone, your head gets into a really dark place, where you can't stop thinking about your depression and anxiety, where you overthink every little thing that you did that day. Weed turned your brain into mush and you liked that, it refrained you from thinking too much, it made you laugh over the dumb shit in the world and most importantly, it made you eat and sleep.

"Eddie I can't smoke a bowl that big."

you saw him pack the bowl piece to the brim. Even though you loved weed, you couldn't smoke that much of it at once because you were scared of coughing and greening out. When a person greens out from a big toke like that, they become sick and throw up a lot. It happened to you before, you were trying to impress eddie the first time you smoked together and it back fired. You were throwing up in his toilet for a while, you were expecting him to just leave you alone to do your thing but he ran into the bathroom with you and held up your hair, rubbed your back and made sure you were.

"Yes you can, I know you can." he said softly, passing the bong over to you. "I know you can clear this, rockstar." he pulled out his lighter and grinned at you "Whenever your ready."

You inhaled and exhaled, clearing your lungs of any sort of air so you could inhale as much as possible. He started lighting it, watching the bowl piece starting to clear "Atta girl, keep going, you got this." he said lowly. You cleared it right after his reassuring words, he lifted the bowl piece as you blew out a cloud of smoke that was once in your lungs. You started coughing slightly, he took the bong from you and put it on the floor, rubbing your back.

“You killed that, I told you, you could do it.”

You looked over at him and he started busting out into fits of laugher "Whaaaaat?" you whined, hitting him "Shut up what's so funny?"

"BRO YOU'RE SO HIGH! THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE!"

You were too stoned to even care, you started laughing with him, holding your stomachs as you laughed loudly. "Fuck." he wiped his tears away "Let's listen to some music." he walked over to his turntable, grabbing different records, "Any requests, M'lady?"

"Dynasty by Kiss." you answered.

When you said you wanted to listen to Kiss, he wanted to fuck you right then and there. How were you so perfect?

"I was made for lovin' you" starts playing from the speakers. He walked back to his bed to lay down, the song playing lowly in the background "Do you need to lay down?" He asked you as you were spaced out "Y/n?"

You didn't even blink when he was talking to you. "Y/n?" he shook you, causing your full attention to be back on him

"What? I'm so sorry I was just zoned the fuck out." you apologized

He laughed softly "It's okay, you were probably just daydreaming about Harrington."

"That's not true." you huffed, laying beside him in bed "Not true at all."

"Okay so you're saying you've never once thought about fucking Harrington?" he teased you "For some reason I think you're lying."

You stared at him and huffed "If I just admit it to you, will you leave me be?" You asked and he nodded "I thought about it a lot in freshman year, I mean, we've been friends for a long time, I always thought I was going to lose my virginity to him. I think I was just horny and hormonal because I would rather die then have sex with Steve."

"Who'd you lose it to?"

"You don't want to know."

His eyes lit up like a christmas tree "Ohhh its bad then if you wont tell me. Cmon, who'd you fuck?"

"It's really not important."

"Y/n I wont tell anyone, I'm just dying to know now."

You took a deep breath and looked over at him, ashamed to say the truth. "Jason Carver."

His eyes went so wide you thought they were going to pop out of his head "WHAT THE FUCK." he shot up and started pacing around the room "NO FUCKING WAY! Y/n you're straight up lying."

"I swear I’m not."

He rubbed his temples with a goofy smile on his face "I cannot believe this. So all of those rumours he started about you... you giving him head and fucking you in the movie theatre bathroom-"

"True."

"Bro, what the fuck."

You sighed and sat up, facing him "Yeah it was before he was a dickhead. It's not like anyone really believed him anyway, except for the cheerleaders and the rest of the basketball weirdos, which i'll take any day over the whole entire school thinking it's true."

"Was it bad?" he says next to you on the bed again

"Horrible. He said he was a pro and honestly I believed it because of how many chicks he slept with before Chrissy. But oh my god Eddie it was terrible, he didn't know the spots, he didn't know where the clit was for fuck sake and he later about 3 minutes tops."

"My mind is fucking blown." he said, chuckling to himself. The two of you sat in silence for a minute before you spoke up.

"Are you going to look at me differently now because you know the truth?"

You sounded so scared, and upset, like you were about to burst into tears "The only people that know the truth are Chrissy and Robin. That's why Chrissy broke up with him. Please don't tell a soul Eddie, I mean it."

"I promise I won't tell anyone, Y/n." he said sadly, wrapping his arm around you and moving closer. You laid your head on his shoulder, his arm moved down from around your shoulder to down to your waist, bringing your body closer to his.

"I know I’m only in high school, but, there's not one person in this shitty town that could make me happy in a relationship with them. It's not like I'm in any rush to be dating someone but, no one gives me a second glance."

"Y/n that's fucking bull shit. Do you know how many guys I know who would jump off the face of the earth just to kiss you?" You sat back up straight, looking into his big brown eyes.

"Really?" You asked

"Yeah..." he whispered, noticing how close you were. He looked down at your lips for a second just to look back into your glossy eyes. "I mean cmon, rockstar. You know you're hot as fuck." he kept his arm around your waist, wanting to bring your body even closer to his. He saw your cheeks become red, along with your ears heating up in embarrassment. "Y/n, look at yourself. You're so fucking perfect it drives me fucking insane, it drives everyone insane. Not only are you attractive you're just so sweet, and fucking funny, and so selfless. How could anyone not look at you?"

You didn't know why you did it... maybe it was his sweet words or that you were too intoxicated to think, but you pressed his lips onto his, cupping his face to deepen the kiss. He brought both of his hands to your waist, pulling you even closer to him, to the point where you were basically straddling him.

You quickly pulled away before the kiss got more intense. "I-I... fuck sake." you mumbled and got up, grabbing your things quickly, not bothering to poor your bong either, you were too scared that eddie would hate you for what you just did that you didn't care that the neighbours would see. "I'm sorry, Eddie."

You say as you rushed out of the trailer. He sat on his bed, absolutely dumbfounded at the fact that a) you kissed him, b) you just straight up left his place and c) that he didn't run after you until he realized you were long gone.

"Holy shit."

-•-

You sat in the cafeteria during lunch with Robin, avoiding Eddie and the rest of the Hellfire Club like the plague. "I still can't believe that happened last night and I still can't believe you walked from his trailer to my house." Robin spoke up

"I was way too high to drive so it's either walk or car accident."

The rest of the Hellfire Club already sat at their usual table, Eddie joining them with his lunch. They boys were wondering why you weren't at the lunch table with them today, pressing Eddie with a bunch of questions.

"I don't know." Eddie shrugged, the truth is, he knew why but didn't at the same time. Yes you kissed him but why were you avoiding him?

"Well you two hung out yesterday, was she acting weird at all?" Gareth asked

Eddie stayed quiet as the boys all stared at him "What the fuck happened between the two of you?" Gareth cracked a smile.

"Nothing happened." Eddie said, opening a bag of chips.

Gareth scoffed, "Nothing happened? Okay, go walk up to her and Robin and see what she says."

Eddie rolled his eyes and stood up "Fine, I will."

Robin looked up from her lunch to see Eddie walking over to your table "Well he's coming over so you better think of what to say to him and not make it awkward for me because you know how i am when..."

Robin started rambling as you looked back to see if what she said was true, and when you saw Eddie walking towards your table, you didn't know what else to do so you grabbed all of your things and quickly stood up to leave. You walked out of the cafeteria doors leaving Robin staring at Eddie, in shock of what you just did.

Eddie looked over at robin who slowly started to get up and back away "Yeah- I um, I'm heading out too." she said slowly, becoming more uncomfortable by the millisecond. As soon as Robin walked out of the cafeteria, the Hellfire Club started laughing in unison.

"Dude," Dustin said in between laughs "What the shit did or didn't you do?"

-•-

Its been two weeks since you kissed Eddie, two weeks since you've hung out with him, two weeks since you have even spoken to him. You've been hanging around Steve more often, he'd drive you and Robin home from school everyday. You two caught up on all the shit you missed out on and you told him how you felt about Eddie.

He made fun of you for it at first, but when he saw your eyes fill up with tears he took you more seriously and tried to take your mind off of it.

You were taking a late night walk down to the corner store to get yourself a cherry slushy, when you saw Eddie in the alleyway beside the corner store with a cheerleader from Hawkins High. He had her pinned against the brick wall, his hands gripping her waist as he kissed her, moaning against her lips as she begged for him to take her home.

"You're so hot." he moaned against her "Ill take you home if you promise not to tell anyone, sweetheart."

"I promise." she whimpered

You ran all the way home to call Steve in tears, begging him to go on a drive with you. Within a matter of minutes, he was at your place, picking you up and driving you around.

"I shouldn't have just walked away when I did that. He was kissing me back! I'm so stupid." you huffed "But just because he kissed me back doesn't mean anything like, he's going out with that cheerleader it's clear he doesn't like me like that, what if he doesn't want to be my friend anymore?" you ranted as he pulled into the movie theatre parking lot

"What if every time he tried to talk to me, he wanted to end our friendship? I don't think I could handle that Steve."

He turned off his car and looked over at you "Y/n, you're being a Robin, you're rambling. Calm down." he sighed and ran his fingers through his hair "Y/n, listen, I don't know what the fuck is going on with Eddie but I really think he likes you... I mean, I’m not an expert in the Eddie department but he calls you up all the time, is constantly giving you free weed, always drives you home, is always by your side and sticks up for you whenever someone tries to give you a hard time."

"Thanks Steve," you grabbed his hand to hold it "But I really don't think so, I just- God I just need to get over it. I need to just have meaningless sex, you know what I mean?"

"Yeah, I went through that phase after Nancy." he laughed at you.

"Yes! So you know what I mean! Just sex with someone I trust, someone i'm close with, someone who I find attractive, someone i consider a friend..." you trailed off as you looked down at your intertwined fingers and slowly looked up at Steve with a smirk.

"Y/n, no." he pulled his hand away from yours

"OH CMON STEVE!"

"NO, Y/N IM SAYING NO! BAD IDEA! SUCH A BAD IDEA!"

You huffed and crossed your arms "Y/n I’m sorry. I want you, I really, really want you. I had a crush on you when we were younger and I can admit that I’ve thought about it but, I don't want this to change anything between us."

"It won't. I promise." you said softly, inching closer to him

"Y/n-"

"Steve..." you whispered, your lips almost touching his. He scoffed as he blushed.

"Fine. One time thing." he gave in, sticking out his pinky "Promise me."

"Fine, one time thing." you smirked, intertwining your pinky with his. You leaned in and kissed him softly, pulling him in closer to you. His hands started roam your body, going up your shirt and he unclips your bra.

Oh shit okay

"Get in the back seat, now." He instructed.

You nodded quickly and got into the back, starting to undress yourself as he joined you.

At the same time, Gareth and Jeff were walking out of their late night movie together, walking down the parking lot to walk home together. "No man I’m telling you, I think he's finally getting over her, he was telling me about this cheerleader he's hooking up with tonight." Gareth was updating Jeff about all the drama that was going on lately

"Fuck man, work has been ruining my life. I had no idea any of this shit was going on."

They continued walking down the parking lot when they slowly approached Steve's car rocking back and forth. "Oh shit, that's Harringtons car." Jeff pointed out as they started walking past it.

"Imagine if Y/n was the one in the car." Gareth laughed, as he was laughing to himself, he looked into the car from the windshield and saw you on top of Steve. He gasped and started hitting Jeff "That IS Y/n!”

"Oh fuck." Jeff's eyes went wide "Well I guess she's moving on from Eddie too."

"Eddie cannot fucking find out about this" Gareth rushed, pushing Jeff away from the car to continue to walk home "Yeah he's fucking that cheerleader but if he finds out about this, his entire world will come crashing down."

You had no idea that Gareth and Jeff saw you, you were enjoying your time with Steve too much to notice anyone seeing you, and you were too hurt from Eddie to even care.

The only thing you cared about in that moment was you and Steve in your own little world, about to be woken up by reality in the week to come.

-•-

To be continued…

PART 2

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