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onehyperfixationatatime · 2 years

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We’re not saying goodbye, not today, okay?

Summary: You and Dustin get Eddie out of the upside down. Eddie x reader

Authors note: a lot of you asked for something where Eddie survives, so I figured to give you a little something. This was really quickly written, I promise to put more work into something even better along these lines soon! All of the works I’ve posted on here so far have been first drafts, so please don’t be too harsh🤧

“Eddie!!” you scream, following Dustin out of the upside down trailer and racing towards your lover. God no, please, please no. When the demobats fall, you and Dustin run to Eddie. Placing his head in your lap, you inspect him to see the damage. “Oh god,” Dustin cries. “Bad, huh?” Eddie says, looking up at the two of you. “Hey, hey its gonna be okay. Stay with me Eddie, stay right here. Come on, you’re going to get up, and we are going to get you out of here,” you reassure him. He shakes his head, he can feel that he is really not okay. “It’s gonna be okay,” he tells you. “Please baby, were not saying goodbye. Not today, okay?” you plead with him. “Look, we just gotta get you to a hospital. Okay? Y/n help me get him up!” Dustin yells desperately.

Eddie hooks one arm around Dustin’s neck and the other around yours, and together, you’re able to walk him all the way back to the trailer. “Son of a bitch… how are we going to get him up there?” you think out loud, tears streaming continually down your face as the love of your life nears death in your grasp. The sound of him struggling to breathe clouds your already racing mind. You cant lose him, not today, not here, not like this.

“Okay, okay Eddie stay calm, were gonna get you out of here,” Dustin scans the room, trying so hard not to let panic set in. “Okay, i think were gonna have to lift him. But from the ground… it’s too low.” He grabs the table sitting next to the front door, and slides it right under the gate. “I don’t think this can hold all of our weight,” you say, concerned. “Do you have a better idea? It’s worth a shot, and right now its the only one we have,” Dustin yells.

You nod, helping eddie stand up on the barely stable table, you getting up there with him. You bend down on one knee, and use your hands as a stepping stool. ”Okay Eds, just try to reach it, you can do this baby, please, just reach.” You can hear how much pain he is in as he reaches, blood still spilling from his wounds. It shatters your heart to listen to it but you just need to get him back. Then everything will be okay.

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The next day-

Eddie has been really quiet since yesterday. You cant blame him, it was traumatic. Hell, this whole damn week has been traumatic for him, for all of you. He hadn’t been able to shower last night because of how weak he was after losing all of that blood, but you had made sure to clean and wrap all of his wounds before the two of you went to bed. You were just glad he was safe, alive. You were so close to losing him.

“Eddie, do you want to try to take a shower?” you ask him, brushing your thumb across his cheek. His eyes close, feeling safety and love from your touch. God, how he loved your touch. How he loved you. He wishes he could say something, anything. But he doesnt know what to say. Maybe he’s just still in shock, and a shower would help him feel a bit better. He nods, accepting your request. He stands up and follows you to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. “It’s okay, you're okay now. Nothing can hurt you right now, okay?” you say softly as you move towards him, placing a soft, gentle kiss on his cheek. He closes his eyes as your lips make contact with his cheek. He wants so bad to be with you here, in this present moment. But every second of the last week is running through his mind on a loop. The events of last night, the pain, the fear, all of it.

You place another gentle kiss on his jawline, then his neck. After helping him take his shirt off, you begin to undress his wounds. They look really bad, but not half as bad as they did… Eddie lets out a wince when the bandages peel away from his skin, sending waves of pain through his whole body. “Im sorry..” you tell him. “It’s okay, its okay. Y/n i love you so much. So fucking much do you know that? God, thank you for everything,” he says all at once, tears now streaming down his cheeks. “Thank you for saving me.”

“Don’t thank me, i wasn’t going to let you martyr yourself. As beautiful a display of sacrifice and bravery as it would have been, i couldn’t lose you. And it wouldn’t have been worth it. I’m just glad your here, with me.” You take his face in your hands and kiss his lips carefully, missing the feeling of his lips on yours. Eddie smiles down at you as you remove the rest of his clothes, then yours. He has no idea how he got so lucky, but you are the best part of his life.

You find a nice warm but not too hot temperature for the water before getting in, eddie right behind you. He lets you under the water first, wetting your hair and your body. Your beautiful body. “You look like a fucking goddess you know that?” he says in an almost monotone voice as his eyes gaze upon every inch of you. Your cheeks heat up at his comment and you lean in, kissing his chest and leaving a trail of kisses all along his arms and chest, avoiding any wounded areas, before switching spots with him.

Eddie is under the water now, his hair quickly soaking. You watch as beads of water roll down his pale skin. He is such a beautiful man. A literal work of art. Moving closer, you are now both under the water to some extent. Your bodies so close, yet not quite touching to be careful not to hurt him. “I don’t know what I would have done, had we not been able to…” you start to say, quickly earning a ‘shh” from Eddie, and a finger held up to his lips.

“But you did. You and Dustin, you guys saved my life. I’m right here y/n, right here. Okay baby? You’re not going to lose me. I promise I’m going to be a pain in your ass for a really long time. You got that?” Eddie takes your face in his hands now, forcing you to make eye contact with him. “I love you. I’m not going anywhere, its all okay now. We don’t need to worry right now, okay? Let this moment just be us, together, no crazy monsters or nasty shit or dark wizards. Just you, and me.”

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sailorwritesstuff · 2 years

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Hi! How are you? Also could I request something where Dustin is dating someone who has anger issues? Then one day it really starts to show because when we where with him some assholes where talking shot about him and reader just sees reader and just goes up and punch’s the person saying the worst stuff about him?

The Barbarian's Rage.

Summary: Some bully makes fun of Dustin about Eddie and reader punches them in the face. There's a reason you're the party's Barbarian.

Warning: I sayed the name Andy a lot, Bullying, Disrespect of the dead(Eddie), Dustin wearing Eddie's rings, Andy. Aka the asshole who tackled Erica, a lot of cursing, a lot of yelling (both by reader. Because that's the kind of anger issues I have), Angst.

ngl not my best work. I'm so tired.

Dustin had come home after the "earthquake" with a limp and a desire to speak as little as possible. Unfortunately with all the tension high from all of the loss it made Dustin an easy target.

However, your boyfriend refused to accept any of that. he moved about and helped the town wherever he could find something that needed doing. He refused to go see a doctor, even with all of your constant "nagging".

But you weren't stupid you could feel the stares he was getting from Eddie haters. Most of Hellfire, at least those who could afford it, had been the first out of Hawkins. Their Families fleeing in fear of all that was happening with Eddie and the sudden "earthquake" that there would be a witch hunt for the rest of the members. Those who hadn't left usually weren't seen out and about, besides Dustin and Mike.

"hurry up!" Steve called out as he closed his door a bit roughly waiting for the two of you dog the doors.

Although being gentle was hard for you you trying to help Dustin get around. But any attempts to help him out the car were waved off and he climbed out all of his own. You rushed to try and help him support himself instead of limping but he waves that away too.

"I'm fine." He mutters, refusing to lean on you, instead opts to hold your hand. The feeling of cold metal is startling as he very roughly grabs hold and settles your palms together. The feeling is foreign. And you have to remind yourself not to snap at him for being aggressive.

"I wasn't implying you weren't, stupid." You sign both of your names into the sign in sheet and slapped the small 'hey my name is: Dustin Henderson.' sticker onto his jacket. "But you're limping like a peg leg pirate and you haven't been sleeping. I'm not trying to help you out of pity. I'm helping because I love you." You sigh straighten out his hair, pushing it back out of his face before holding his soft face in your hands. "Let's go get this work done, ok?" You glace paranoidly around you. "The quicker we get out of here the fucking better."

"ok." You walk past Steve who was having an animated chat with Melissa behind the sign in table towards the large collection of brooms for sweeping the damaged halls. You grab two, take your time to find one with a shorter handle so Dustin could lean on when if he got tired.

"Hey Freak!" You scoff under your breath at the sound of Andy from the basketball team, you'd yet to forgive him for attacking Erica. Who in recounts of what had happened had been TERRIFIED. The thought of him doing that to anyone was enough to make your grip tighten on your broom. "Don't walk away from me."

"I'm cool. I'm ok." You mumble under your breath. Until you heard two things that made your entire world flip upside down and your eyesight to go a hazy shade of red with rage. There was a loud deafening crash and even with a gym full of people it could be heard because everyone had gone silent. There's nothing else but the sound of hundreds of people breathing as quiet as possible and five words that made your eye twitch.

"I'm talking to you, Henderson."

You spin around and your two broom fall back into the pile. A couple of eyes turn to you but mostly everyone is focused on Andy and Dustin, who now was supporting himself against a half broken table wincing as if he was hurt. His leg.

"ANDY." You're loud and clear voice echoed through the silent room and the jock asshole in question turn to look at you smiling like he had just brought the Sun to a dark cave. Like by pushing Dustin he was the bringer of Justice. "You push him, asshole?"

He turned his head towards you in disbelief, like he was surprised someone was standing up to him and maybe he was maybe he thought he was the new Jason who had really just been the new Billy who had really just been trying to imitate Steve. A "charming" smile morphs onto his face and he simply says: "you have to be joking." But you were not you had tunnel vision and the only thing you were focus on was ending Andy.

"HUH Dickwad? You push him?" You ask again as you get closer. You point a finger at your boyfriend when you say him. But Andy knew who you were talking about.

"y/n don't-" Dustin began. Maybe you were just ignoring him or maybe you genuinely couldn't hear him but what Dustin said was not reaching you as you got it close to the much taller boy in front of you and Shoved him.

"Why do you care, L/n. He was friends with a murderer." Andy spat, and you clench your jaw. EDDIE WAS NOT A MURDER HOW DARE HE SAY HIS NAME' "He's a Satanist freak. Why are you protecting him? He your little boyfriend?""

A sick and twisted sadistic like smile spread across your face and Andy seem to draw back just a little bit as you laughed and your handball into a fist you can feel your nails poking into your palm as you wind back and deck Andy straight in the Face connecting a big part of your face with his cheek and side of his nose. "Fuck yeah, he's my boyfriend." Andy stumbles a bit and you see him clutch his nose as it starts bleeding but it's still not enough. You kick the asshole straight the back of his knee. 'he hurt Dustin's leg.' your brain shouts at you. Logically a part of you knew that it wasn't all Andy's fault but you needed someone to blame as you watch him fall onto one knee and his friends come closer.

"Y/n come on..." Dustin calls and you can tell he's hurt but Steve will get him, you tell yourself.

"You listen up, Andy" you grab a hand full of green varsity jacket and whisper sweetly. "and you listen fucking good. You see that boy? You say something mean to him again? And I'm going to punch you in your ugly ass face again. You touch him again and I break your Hand? How are you going to play basketball with no hand, Andy?" The boy nods along probably in an attempt to leave the situation with just a little dignity. You turn to walk away but just as you can walking towards your boyfriend only three steps away from your original spot you get angry all over again spin on your heels and deck him one more time.

"Y/N!" Someone maybe Dustin probably Dustin yells.

"Fuck you you cunt! You piece of shit. You know that? you're a piece of shit Andy. I HOPE YOU LOST A TOOTH YOU SON OF A BITCH." You Angrily went off at the asshole, attempting to get at him on more time when a pair of arms wrap around your waist and they struggle to pull you back with all your angry shaking you pulled back and spat at him since your hands couldn't reach.

"HOW DARE YOU-" you continued screaming all the way out. It wasn't until you reached the sunny outside far away from Andy that you calmed down.

"what is WRONG with you?!" Dustin demands letting go of you in the parking lot.

"what's wrong with me?! what's wrong with that asshole?!"

"he didn't do anything." He lied, like you hadn't heard Andy yourself.

"BULLSHIT." You noticed you were screaming when he flinched away from you and lower your voice " Bullshit. what did he say to you?"

"Nothing!" Dustin insisted shoving his hands into the pockets of his jacket.

"Don't you fucking lie to me, Henderson."

"He said Shit about Eddie!" His voice shakes as he utters the name he's been avoiding. Of course that Asshole had something to say about Eddie. The whole town has something to say. The two of you stand in silence for just a few seconds before you open your mouth.

"I'll kill him." Was all you said before turning back to head in for a round two.

"stop." Dustin grabbed your shoulder and you stopped in place. "Why? why can't you leave this alone?"

"because I'm the Barbarian..." You frown shrugging his hand away. "and your my Bard. I'll do anything to protect you always."

He sighs and sits on the back of Steve's trunk. Watching the people leave and enter the building. Watching you try and control your breaths all the while glaring angrily at the world, with a certain fire in your eyes. The same fire he fell in love with times 10.

"sometimes I don't need protecting." He lets out gently and you can't help but feel like he's coo'ing at you the same way one might speak to an Injured bird.

"I know." You sigh, unfurling your fist and climb up beside him careful to avoid his bad leg when sitting. He smiles at your consideration still staring at the building waiting for Steve.

"freak." He says leaning back a bit to find a more comfortable position. He didn't even mean for it to come out. He didn't want to talk about it. No position could make him comfortable enough to talk about it.

"What?"

"He said Eddie was a psycho freak killer." He frowned deeply and brushed his hair out of his face. "That he hoped his death was painful. That he hoped his freak friends watched. He said 'Gods gonna get you next toothless.' don't get mad again. I just..."

"Yeah?" You clench your jaw to stay calm knowing he needed you just to listen.

"I...miss him a lot." He said after a bit. And you felt his shoulder shake beside you.

"I know."

"Never leave?" He sniffs.

"I won't."

"Swear?" You see tears roll down his face.

"I swear."

"That means don't get arrested on Assault charges." He laughs and it's wet with tears. Just a bit.

"I know." You frown gently but lean your head on his shoulder and grab his hand feeling the cool metal of Eddie's Dustin's rings on your palms, and increasing familiar feeling.

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