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abominable-space-they · 1 year

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Another Au centered around music & punk Steve(sorta) bc of Steddie twt talking abt switching it up to celebrity Steve & just some guy Eddie.

I do love a good trope reversal

Underground Metal Eddie x (pop)punk Steve

Eddie working at a guitar shop that mostly catered to metal & hard rock musicians with a preference for a certain crunchy sound.

Since he was into a very specific niche of gay power & thrash metal, Eddie didn't know Steve was a pop punk star when they meet

He knew who Stevie Dynamite was, of course he did, everyone did. He knew that the guy debuted at 15, was supposed to be some musical genius who could play any instrument.

Eddie remembered the early songs because they were so personal, haunting little folk proto punk songs w/ a glam pop edge about identity, isolation, & loneliness. They weren't his thing but they were better then the usual radio fare.

Three years later after a series of salacious magazine spreads, notoriously explosive deals with several different make-up and high end hair care lines, more scandals then you could count, public partying, public meltdowns, cancelled shows, article after article abt the King of Pop Rock losing his touch, a mediocre album full of bubble gum party till you drop songs, and open speculation abt the nature of his relationship with indie pop darling Birdie (but Eddie knows that's not what ppl think it is. Her music is wall to wall barely subtle sapphic yearning, if there's one thing he knows it's gay subtext)

The rumors got louder & more dramatic until, five years after he rocketed to superstardom Stevie Dynamite publicly sued his label & parents for control of his image & brand.

He won

Then he quietly disappeared.

Thus was the end of the bigger then life legend of Stevie Dynamite

So when Steve Harrington walked into the guitar store on some lazy Monday afternoon while Eddie was sitting behind the counter working on a song in his downtime. He had no idea who Steve was.

When the unknown hot guy in a Violent Femmes hoodie & a plain black beanie struck up a conversation about Eddie's lyrics he thought Steve was just another life long grind musician wanting to talk shop

When the guy introduced himself as Steve, Eddie didn't think anything in particular about it

When Steve seemed to be flirting a little Eddie chalked it up to the guy wanting a discount on whatever he was in to buy.

When he dragged Stevie Dynamite viscously for being an absolute fake from top to bottom, when one of his newer songs came on the shop radio, Eddie laughed and agreed.

When Steve asked Eddie for help choosing a guitar with a very particular pensive but angry victorious sound he was happy to help (Steve paid full price & if he was annoyed he didn't show it)

When the guy came in again next monday for a new amp, and the Monday after that for new strings Eddie was confused but happy to see him

When Steve came in the Monday after that asking for help with the writing of a song, a service he would be happy to pay for, Eddie said yes against his better judgement. He knew he was well and truly fucked by the happy burbling in his stomach at the thought of creating music with this incredibly hot man.

When they spent six months of Mondays holed up in the break room working on lyrics, Eddie tried not to examine what it meant.

And when Steve abruptly didn't come by one Monday, Eddie had no idea what the hell happened but he was disappointed.

When one Monday no show, became two, then three, Eddie decided he must've been ghosted, he picked his embarrassingly broken heart up off the floor and kept going, resigned to never knowing what happened with Steve.

In fact Eddie had no idea that Steve Harrington was Stevie Dynamite until the first royalty check came in with a $ number so high, Eddie thought he probably died without realizing it. He'd never even dreamed of holding that much money in his hand at one time.

The check was from Dynamite Records?!?!?! Stevie Dynamite's personal label?!?!

Through a haze Eddie remembered that a a few weeks ago Stevie Dynamite had released his first post corporate divorce album to a tidal wave of media fanfare and critical acclaim. Everyone who had an opinion about music swore the real Stevie Dynamite was back on top again. Eddie barely noticed it, he'd been to busy not caring that Steve ghosted him to pay attention to yet another meaningless corporate shill telling him to dance all night

He called the corporate number on the check

"Dynamite Records, Jonathan Byers speaking, how may I help you?"

"uhh yeah man, I think there's been some sort of mix up. I uhh-, Look my name is Eddie Munson & as much as I would love to keep this check. It couldn't possibly be for me and I really don't want to get sent to prison for check fraud so maybe someone should come and get it or something."

The man, on the either end of the line immediately relaxed into a more casual manner.

"Eddie hey man, I've heard so much about you. It's definitely not a mistake, he wanted you to have credit since you guys wrote the songs together."

"uhh not to seem totally clueless or whatever Mr Byers, but umm He who?"

"Jonathan is actually totally fine, we're all family here right? Stevie Dynamite of course"

"Ok, but how in the world does Stevie Dynamite know me & why would he want me to get writing royalties on his new songs?"

"... Fuck...He still hasn't told you has he?"

"told me what?"

Jonathan sighed a kindly exasperated sigh on the other end of the line.

"Eddie have you looked at the new Stevie Dynamite album?"

"No-, I uhh no offense or anything it's just glam rock pop punk isn't really my thing."

"it's fine, it's not mine either-, hmm well are you at work? No of course you are that's where we sent the check. He didn't know your home address. You know, I should've known he didn't tell you now that I think about it. Why don't you go take a peek, pay specifical attention to the dedication. I'll wait here."

Eddie heard some rustling as Jonathan leaned back, talking to someone else apparently.

"Argyle, babe, you wouldn't believe this. He still hasn't told Eddie."

Even further away he heard a good natured huff of laughter.

"Bro? No shit. Man... Babe, your ex is so beautifully weird. I wish I found out a pop star was in love with me w/ a fat check and an album full of love songs. Stevie boy has style at least... wanna hit this?"

What the hell was that all about? If they were getting high he might as well just go look at the album right? Right. No time like the present.

Eddie didn't know why he was so nervous

The album cover wasn't anything remarkable, tattoo flash art of a nail bat, a weird flower full of serrated teeth, and a guitar. It was called "Stevie Dynamite: Love, Death, and a Baseball Bat Named Baby"

Inside there was a lot of concept photography, Stevie Dynamite after a show, make-up smeared, staring into a mirror with empty eyes. Each page of lyrics had a new picture of Stevie with some of the glamorous accoutrements removed staring at himself in the mirror, first he took off his shiny rock and roll lace top, then he replaced his leather pants with sweats, the next he had on an old beat up violent femmes hoodie, lastly he took off all the flashy metallic glam rock make up.

The last picture was just Stevie Dynamite, No, Steve Harrington, his Steve Harrington fresh faced, staring into the camera with a note superimposed, written in loopy feminine handwriting, the dedication.

'To Eddie who's inspired me since the day I met him, who never gave a damn about Stevie Dynamite'a fame or reputation, who was kind to me because that's just who he is.

To Eddie who helped me find my love of music again, reminded me why I was here in the first place, and helped me write the most sincere and meaningful songs I ever have.

To the Eddie I was so afraid of losing to the gossip machine I couldn't quite tell the truth.

All those dumb love songs that you were always teasing me about writing were for you Eddie. No matter what, you deserve to know that. I'm sorry, I hope you can forgive me.

I love you,

Stevie Dynamite

(but you can still call me Steve if you want to)'

Eddie felt faint again. He picked the phone back up

"What the fuck Jonathan?"

"Yeah, man what the fuck. But that's our boy Stevie, passionate, loyal to death and back, more than a little impulsive, and terrified of his feelings. Once he decides he loves you, he's impossible to shake. I'm so sorry he sprang this on you like this man, but Argyle's almost done getting him ready. I'll send him your way when we're done ok?"

Eddie wasn't sure what he was agreeing to but he still agreed.

20 minutes later a leather clad pop rock god, slouched in, looked around from behind his dark sunglasses with disinterested affected distance, pushed those sunglasses up onto his head and magically transmogrified into Steve Harrington, the guy he'd been pining over for a month. They both sat in silence, each afraid to go first. Finally Steve cleared his throat and broke the oppressive quiet

"I'm sorry I stopped coming by, I was so afraid that once you knew you'd only see Stevie, not me anymore. I couldn't bear losing another person I loved to him. God he sucks."

"But... you're Stevie Dynamite right? I haven't hallucinated all this, right?

"No no, you definitely didn't. I mean, yeah technically I'm him, but he's still the worst. I kinda hate him"

"uhhh...."

"I know it's weird"

"No I get it-, I think,-, trapped in reputations of our own making and all-, but uhhh... You love me?"

"Yeah Eddie of course! How could I do anything else but love you? Didn't you listen to the album?"

"uhh-, well-, No? Glam Rock Pop Punk just isn't my thing"

To Eddie's surprise, Steve broke out in a radiant smile.

"Of course you didn't, what was I thinking? All that worry for nothing. I'm so-... Hey I'm about to go play a private vip show to celebrate the album's success, you want to come? I promise I'll explain everything-, No pressure though!"

Eddie still wasn't sure exactly what he was agreeing to, but couldn't even feel to bad about it when Steve blushed, radiant, bigger then life, like a rock god, as he pulled Eddie out the door.

Right then and there Eddie made a pact with himself to keep saying yes to Steve as long as Steve bothered to ask. He was to precious not to.

#stranger things #fanfic #steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #steve x eddie #stranger things au #fluff #punk steve au #punk steve harrington #punk au #pop star au #rocker!eddie #punk!steve #slow burn #stranger things music au #steve stranger things #stranger things eddie

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emsgoodthinkin · 1 year

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GODDDDDD YALL PLEASE JUST; close your eyes and listen to this. You WILL imagine you w/obsessed in love or rocker Eddie ### with this song… just all hot, sweaty and shi-It’s IMPOSSIBLE to not. goddamn man… this song I grew up with but now 😩😩 clean version says ‘when you’re rollin round with me, in between the sheets’ like that’s just as hot but the dirty one—

Reblogs appreciated:>

#eddie munson #rocker!eddie munson #joseph quinn #stranger things #stranger things 4 #possessive!eddie munson #toxic!eddie munson #eddie munson smut #addicted #Spotify #eddie munson x reader #rocker!eddie #steddie #rockstar!eddie munson

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cyanwyrmy · 3 months

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Puppets kissing at Sub Wub. I’m so sorry, I had no choice.

Bonus:

#welcome home #welcome home fan art #eddie dear #frank frankly #julie joyful #sally starlet #eddie x frank #julie x sally #frank x eddie #sally x julie #dead meme but I’m happy #welcome home meme art #party rockers in the house tonight #sub wub eef freef

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simpingforhotfictionalcharacters · 12 days

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buck and tommy seem so cute together. and if they get turned into some stepping stone for buddie I will riot. buck does not need his heart to be broken for buddie to happen. if they end it better be because they realised they don't work or something that lets them end on good terms.

eddie also needs to figure out his sexuality if buddie has any hope of happening properly. I love buddie. I'm a buddie shipper but my god I think buck and tommy are beautiful together.

I kinda want tommy to be endgame because I'm a lou ferrigno jr simp. and I've been shipping rocker and buck for so long it's not even funny.

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shinebrightlikeanarwhal · 2 years

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Imagine Eddie meeting Steve high off his ass and just escaping a Russian facility.

Gay ass Eddie Munson getting booped by a giggly Steve ‘The King’ Harrington.

Disaster queer Eddie hauling ass with Steve nestled into his arms and snoring after passing out in the middle of their escape.

High off her ass Robin staring at Eddie and hissing that he hasn’t passed the test to earn Steve’s love.

Distressed Dustin and Erica desperately trying to survive with a disaster gay, a disaster lesbian and a milf.

#steve harrington #eddie munson #eddie x steve #robin buckley #dustin henderson #erica sinclair #stranger things 4 #stranger things 3 #stranger things #stranger things imagine #just picture it #Eddie just trying to be a edgy rocker kid #only to wind up with a damsel in drugs and his three kids #steve only snapping out of it to tan Billy’s car away from his ex and his other kids before passing back out #lmao Billy doesn’t die because Steve rams a car into the mind flayer-#steddie

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two-red-lungs · 2 years

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Me trying to explain to people that liking Eddie Munson doesn’t mean you automatically understand metal/rock subculture and that the Stranger Things merch isn’t a real battle vest:

#I’m gatekeeping I KNOW I’m gatekeeping cmon #but MFs listen to one (1) Cramps song and be like ‘this is it. I’m one of The Rockers now’#eddie munson #stranger things s4

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ravenclawbiologist-blog · 2 years

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Every rocker/metalhead at some point in their life.

#hard rock #rock music #rock and roll #rocknroll #rocker #metalhead #heavy metal #metalmusic #classic rock #eddie munson #eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson st4 #eddie stranger things #stranger things #eddie st4 #rock metal #rock band

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sofiiel · 1 year

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Meanwhile, in some alternate universe, the collaboration/duet of the century is going on. Eddie is proudly showing off Sweetheart's conjoined twins. He swears Steve's guitar is the father.

#eddie munson #eddie munson edit #steve harrington #steve harrington edit #rockstar eddie munson #rocker steve harrington #stranger things au #steddie

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smeddiemunson · 1 year

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Mod!Steve and Rocker!Eddie meet on opposing sides of a fight on Brighton beach.

Romeo and Juliet AU except it’s 60s Britain.

#fic idea i’ll probably never write #eddie would never be a rocker but for the purposes of my silly little text posts he is now :)#steddie #also steve on a scooter! eddie with a motorbike! class differences! subcultures!

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hellveticabold · 2 years

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A little Hellcheer AU drabble based on these businesses I drive by on the way to work

Chrissy’s mom always told her she “couldn’t be trusted around food” and cut her off completely when Chrissy decided to go to culinary school. When she comes home to open up her own bakery, the only place Chrissy can afford is in a strip mall in a working-class part of town. She’s thrilled to have her own business doing something she loves, but still a little nervous about the clientele next door.

On opening day, she heads into work at 2am to start the ovens and runs face-first into her neighbor as he’s closing up his tattoo shop for the night. He helps her recover two heavy sacks of flour and sugar; muttering obscenities and apologies all the while. His eyes go wide when he finally recognizes just who’s taken up shop next to his parlour.

After two months of friendly banter and furtive glances, Eddie gives Chrissy a small dove tattoo on her ankle in exchange for a box of maple-bacon cupcakes. He keeps tattooing her for weeks - a butterfly on her shoulder blade and a wisk & mixing bowl on her calf - but he never lets her pay. When Eddie shows her his drawing of a peony (for a tattoo in memory of her grandmother), she’s completely blown away by his talent.

“You have to let me pay you this time, Eddie.”

Eddie chuckles dismissively and shrugs.

“You already pay me plenty, princess.”

Chrissy wonders if she’s ever seen chocolate as rich and warm as the brown of his eyes. She shakes the thought as best she can.

“I mean with real money, not just pastries.”

Eddie tries to ignore the feeling in his chest when he sees a smear of flour clinging to the skin near her temple. Or is it powdered sugar? Maybe that stuff she uses to make the éclair filling? His mouth starts to water at the thought before before he crosses his arms over his chest.

“My lady, as long as you keep leaving those strawberry-sprinkle things on my doorstep, your money is no good here.”

#i think about hellcheer every time i see this place #its like it was made for sunshine girl/rocker boy AUs #hellcheer #eddissy #eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #chrissy x eddie #au #if anyone else wants to write this AU #i would read it SO hard

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abominable-space-they · 1 year

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

To his shock they actually agreed on that.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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userparamore · 10 months

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do you guys have like lost media but it’s just lost in your memories? like you heard a song or watched a movie and remember only a glimpse of it but not what it’s called?

#for me there’s this movie #and they showed it on tv #and this was back in the day bc i recorded it and had it saved #it was about this guy rocker/metal guy #(think like an even sluttier eddie munson)#who ended up replacing a singer in a popular rock/heavy metal band #the movie was set in the 80s #and little ol’ me though he was so hot #and he rocked out on stage let fame get to his head did a lot of drugs slept with a lot of women #i was way to young for this movie lmao #and i watched it multiple times #and now i cannot for the life of me remember what the movie is called #i’ve googled it so many times and i can’t find it :((

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renn-pumkin-head · 1 year

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It's pissing me off that these (I'm going to use the word normal for referance) normal people love Wednesdays addams and eddie munson because "Oh look how cool and quirky they are" "my rocker boy friend, my weird goth GF"

When me and my friends have had the shit bullied out of us for being goth, punk or differant

As an autistic person I understand and relate to not being able to fully express my feelings or understand social cues.

How come it's cute or hot that Wednesday can do that but it's weird or stupid on autistic people

How come people see that bullying is bad in TV shows when they do the exact same thing to people like that in real life

Not to gate keep these characters but come the fuck on

Also, as soon as "weirdos or freeks" irl like these characters they get teased for it. Or are told they are following an old trend.

It's awesome that people who like these characters do sometimes participate in the subcultures.

But these characters, especially goth girls get objectified and onlt seen quirky pretty things to show off

Like the character but respect the inspiration and subculture.

#xavier wednesday #tyler wednesday #wednesday addams #eddie stranger things #wednesday netflix #stranger things headcanons #wednesday dance #stranger things #eddie munson #steddie #lgbtq #alt #goth #emo #rocker #heavy metal

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pleasantlycrazyworld · 2 years

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Supporting my girl

Eddie Munson X reader

Summary: Eddie’s girlfriend is a lead singer in a band. They just started to get popular and he wants them to have merch, so he makes it for them.

There are a few cuss words but never addressed to anyone

Eddie loved supporting the people who matter the most to him. And one of the people that meant the absolute most to him was his girlfriend Y/N. The two of them meet at the Hideout, her band was performing before his and he decided to see what the band before them sounded like. Showing up earlier than usual it was his first time seeing Y/N and he already knew they were meant to be together. The passion she had while singing, the music she wrote, and the way she sounded stole his heart, and don’t even get him started on how she looked. To Eddie, she was his angel.

Y/N stayed after performing that night, usually, she would head home with the rest of her bandmates but something told her to stay and watch the band that usually plays after them that night. It was her first time watching Corroded Coffin but they were amazing, all the guys had such a way of moving on stage and she was instantly drawn in. The main person who stole her attention, she later learned, was Eddie Munson.

Ever since that night the two of them never wanted to leave each other side. Eddie loved it. This way he could show the whole world that he got himself a metal princess and she was obsessed with him just as much as he was with her. Lately, Y/N’s band was getting more popular, and Eddie was ecstatic for her! She was performing more so he got his friends to go with him and watch her band perform almost every time but there was one thing that was bothering Eddie, Y/N’s band had no merch.

He knew Y/N and her drummer were trying to design something to produce, just something small since they were just starting to get a following, but they never were able to finish something everyone agreed with. So Eddie took matters into his own hands. He made the Hellfire club shirts, how hard could it be…right?

WRONG! Eddie was stressing himself out over these shirts. He knew that Y/N would love whatever he made but what about everyone else? And what if they thought he was overstepping? He didn’t want Y/N’s bandmates to not like him. He was supposed to have Dustin over to paint some figures for the next Hellfire campaign and he totally forgot. So when Dustin walked into the trailer he was greeted by a bunch of sketches scattered all through the smaller area. “Um..Eddie? You okay?” Dustin asked nervously, he picked up the trail of papers that led to the man in questioning but before opening the door to his room to confront him he looked through the reasonably thick stack he collected. “Woah these are badass, dude. What is this for?” Dustin opens the door and asks Eddie but his words seem to go through one ear and out the other. Walking over to the hunch over Eddie who is sketching away in a notebook on his bed he places a hand on Eddie’s shoulder. Eddie jumps and looks as if he’s about to stab the intruder with his pen, Dustin takes a step back and throws his hands in the air “hey! It's just me man!” Eddie's shoulders drop. “Jesus H. Christ dude give me a heart attack why not,” Eddie said glaring at Dustin like he wasn’t supposed to be there “Me! You nearly stabbed me!” Dustin exclaims

Eddie rolls his eyes and mutters under his breath before getting up “What are you even doing here?” “Uhhh you invited me over dingus, remember something about figures needing to be painted” Eddie's eyes widen a bit moments later when the realization hits him. “Shit dude I forgot all about that I’ve been so busy trying to design a perfect shirt for (Y/N BAND NAME) that I totally forgot” Eddie seems genuinely sorry so Dustin brushes it off.

“Is that why it looked like a notebook through up throughout your trailer? Eddie all of these look super badass I’m positive Y/N will love them all” Dustin tries to comfort Eddie but he’s too in his head at this point so Dustin knows just who to call….(Ghostbusters no actually) Y/N!

Y/N had just gotten home from band practice when she was about to collapse on her couch and watch a movie, but before that can happen the phone starts to ring. Groaning Y/N gets up and answers “Hello?” “Y/N thank gods you're home can you come over to Eddie's trailer? He’s super in his head about something and he won’t listen to me” Hearing that Eddie wasn’t having a good headspace day Y/N eyebrows furrow “Yeah, I’ll head over there now”

When Y/N arrives Dustin had already left but there was a note on the door saying ‘he’s in his room really worked up over his designs’ Heading start to Eddie’s room Y/N sees him looking defeated “Babe? What’s wrong?

Eddie's head snaps up, and Y/N grimaces at the speed it flew up, Eddie tries to head all the loose-leaf notebook paper that he’s been ripping out before she can see it but Y/N walks over to him and gently takes the pages from his hand. She goes through them while asking “Are these the designs Dustin told me you’re fretting over? Baby, they’re amazing! I mean look at this one!” Y/N turns over a page so it’s facing Eddie, “this is so badass baby! What are you designing?” Y/N innocently asks. “Oh, well I um….I wanted to design a shirt for your band. I know you and Trevor (random drummer name) have been trying to come up with something so I tried and take the pressure off of you guys. You don’t have to use any obviously but–” Y/N flings herself into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck, and with tears in her eyes she pulls away to say “that’s the sweetest thing you could have done for me. It’s been super stressful lately but it means the world that you took the time to design so many different things for us to use, what were you think a shirt? Maybe even a few stickers or we could do hoodies or those iron-on patches!” Y/N has so many ideas now and as she continues to ramble her ideas off to Eddie, he just smiles. Dustin was right, though Eddie would never tell him that, he had nothing to worry about. This is his princess we’re talking about. She’s just as obsessed with him as he is with her.

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#eddie munson #eddie imagines #eddie imagine #eddie munson fluff #eddie x plus size reader #eddie munson x plus size reader #rocker reader and eddie #dustin henderson #features dustin

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