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kill bill: vol. 2- e.m
Pairing: Ex!Eddie Munson x Ex!AFAB!Reader
Summary: eddie shows up at your house and something unexpected happens
Warnings: angst, yelling, fighting, confessions, eddie being mean, reader being sad
Request?: No
Word Count: 3.2k
A/N: here is the highly requested second part to my kill bill fic. i may do a part three, not 100% sure yet. enjoy! :)- sava
shoutout to @andvys for giving me a good direction to go in hehe and @myobmaya for beta reading <3
part one
The sound of a car door slamming pulls your from your slumber, jolting right up in the bed as you rub your eyes with your fists. Turning your head slightly, you notice the clock resting on your bedside table reading 11am, which isn’t something you’re used to seeing when waking up.
The rest of the night went on in a blur, not even sure what time you made it home from visiting Rick. You were definitely mellowed out for a bit last night, needing to relax after dealing with the bullshit that was Eddie’s new relationship following you throughout the day, literally. Your mind was off of him last night for the first time in a while, and it felt nice to let your mind escape from the prison that was Eddie Munson.
You groan when the chiming of your front doorbell dings throughout the house, tossing the covers to the side as you swing your feet off to dangle over the side of your bed. Pushing yourself up, you grab a pair of pajama pants and open your bedroom door, walking towards the front door and swinging it open.
None other than Eddie, also known as your recent ex-boyfriend, stands before you. His expression tightens when he looks up at you, eyebrows twisted in anger as he looks you up and down. You shoot him a trouble look, pointing your eyebrow up at him to silently ask what was going on.
“Are you just gonna stand there and assume I didn’t know what you did to my girlfriend yesterday?” He asks right out the bat, chest heaving as he looks at you with wide eyes and a tight lipped expression, barely enough room for his tongue to dart out as he looks at you. Your hand flies to your face, groaning as you drag it down.
“It’s too early for this shit right now,” you say, going to close the door in his face. He stops it was his hand, creating a loud smacking sound that echoes through your empty living room.
“I really don’t give a shit, we’re doing this now since you were too busy doing God knows what last night,” he breathes out, pushing himself into your home. You close the door behind him, quickly turning to face him with an annoyed expression.
“Seriously, Eddie? I didn’t do shit to your girlfriend, okay? She was the one coming to me and getting in my business so I set things straight with her, that’s all. I know whatever lie she through your way, but it isn’t fucking true,” you exclaim, trying your best not to raise your voice. “And so what if I was busy last night? What I do with my time doesn’t concern you anymore, you made that loud and clear when you broke my heart with no explanation.”
“Now you’re calling my girlfriend a liar? Oh that’s just rich, Y/N. Way to try and hide your jealousy,” he bites back.
“I have absolutely no reason to be jealous of Chrissy fucking Cunningham because I have no desire to be anything like her,” you tell him.
“Yeah, not even care about the guy she’s dating anymore, I see,” he scoffs. Your features twist in confusion, unsure of what he’s really trying to get at here. He points to his neck, which confuses you more. Shifting a bit, you look at your reflection in the mirror and see a small batch of bruises on your neck, making you think back to the night before as it becomes clearer now.
Rick was a little too excited to get revenge on Eddie, despite them being close for as long as they have been. He suggested that the two of you make out and leave some evidence for Eddie to find, and you didn’t see a reason in saying no, so you went for it. He wasn’t a bad kisser, you just thought he could use a little less tongue whenever he’s pursuing someone in the future. It wasn’t until he kept joking about the two of you sleeping together to get back at Eddie when you started to feel uncomfortable, feeling his hands sort of slowly trailing up close to somewhere he really shouldn’t have been lingering around.
“Oh yeah, that,” you breathe out, moving your hands from your neck and clasping them together in front of you.
“Who’s the guy?” He asks.
“Why do you care?”
“I don’t. Just tell me who.”
“You literally have no right to be asking me about this right now.”
“Just tell me!”
“Rick.”
He looks to you for a moment, completely stunned. His mouth agape while blinking at you with wide eyes, scoffing a bit under his breath. After a few moments, he turns from you, shaking his head as he looks to the ground, both hands resting on his hips. Your breath hitches when he turns back around suddenly, your gaze dropping down to the floor as you feel his eyes land on your figure again.
“Of all the people in the world, you go to Rick? Rick fucking Lipton?! Y/N he’s a creep!”
“Why does that matter to you anymore Eddie? I know he’s your friend but you have no say in who I fucking see after the way you up and left me.”
He stands there looking at you, continuing to chuckle under his breath as he shakes his head more. He brings his fists to his temples, taking a deep breath as his eyes shut for a minute. You can feel yourself getting angrier by the minute, each word that leaves Eddie’s mouth making you boil over the edge.
How can he stand there and yell at you about dating when he’s already moved on? Found his new girl weeks ago and parades around the school like you’re not watching, not thinking about your feelings at all. It wasn’t the Eddie you were used to at all, and that’s what concerns you the most.
“Ya know, Chrissy was right,” he finally says, opening his eyes and looking at you. “You really are a whore,” he spits out. You flash him a look, more anger bubbling in your chest as soon as the words leave his mouth.
“Are you fucking kidding me right now? You come into my house and call me names while standing there and accusing me of shit? What the hell happened to you Eddie? What happened to the sweet loving Eddie that wanted nothing but to leave this town with me on his side just a fucking month ago?” You question, tears pricking at your eyes. All he does is chuckle.
“I found out the truth, that’s what happened! I stopped being naive and grew up,” he seethes.
“Seriously Eddie, what the fuck are you talking about?”
“Don’t play dumb, Y/N. She told me everything. How you’ve been cheating on me for months and that you never even loved me. That it was all a game to you and you wanted to see just how far you’d get in the whole charade,” he reveals, inching closer to you.
You take a step back from him, a frown resting on your lips. She was coming to you just the day before, trying to play nice and “make amends”, all while going behind your back and starting a rumor about you? She barely knew anything about you thanks to the different crowds you both associate yourselves with, so why was she even inserting herself into the life of someone she barely knows?
But the real kicker of this whole thing? He believed her. He wasted no time accepting the so called truth she told him, and broke things off with you before letting you even know about this rumor spreading around, and not giving you the benefit of the doubt and trusting that you’d never do such a thing. It felt like a punch to the gut.
“Cheating on you? She told you that I was cheating on you, a-and you believed her?” You finally ask him, your voice low as your eyes look to the ground.
“Yeah, because at least someone had the decency to let me know rather than keep me in the dark, unlike you,” he says. You swallow down a lump that formed in your throat, looking up at him with glossy eyes.
“I would never cheat on you Eddie. You mean too much to me for me to even think about anyone being such a rock in my life, at least, you used to be. But it’s not like you’re going to believe me since you’ve already chosen your side and made your mind up about the entire situation. So I’m not going to fight with you about this. I’m done,” you tell him, bringing the sleeve of your long sleeve shirt up to wipe your nose as you began sniffling half way through your speech. “But I want you to know how hurtful I think it is that you decided to believe her over me without even coming to me to see if it was true. We’ve spent years loving one each other and you think I’d just throw that all away for someone I know wouldn’t be as good as you? Wouldn’t treat right the way you did? It hurts, Eddie. It hurts so fucking much.”
Eddie stands there listening to you, anger slowly dissolving from his body and features softening at the sadness in your voice. You seem genuinely confused and upset by it all, which sent a smidge of guilt throughout his chest and weighing him down a bit.
Could he have been wrong about the entire thing? Did Chrissy lie and tell him a completely fabricated lie? No, she wouldn’t do that, she’s sweet little Chrissy Cunningham, who has been nothing but nice to Eddie since the two started dating. Her soft smile, the big innocent eyes, the sincerity that lived in her voice every time he spoke. He can’t imagine such an angel of a human being malicious to any extent.
Just like he thought you could never do any wrong when the two of you dated. But things change beyond our own control sometimes.
“Y/N, I-“
“No, Eddie, save it,” you sniffle out, wiping your nose once more. “I think you should go before we both say more things we’re going to regret later on.”
Gesturing towards the door, you walk over and pull it open, looking to the floor as you wait for him to exit your home. His bright white Reeboks come into your eyesight, hesitating before walking through the threshold and onto the wooden porch. You make the mistake of looking up at him, his big brown eyes rounder than usual as he shoots you a sympathetic look.
“Goodbye Eddie,” you tell him.
Before he’s able to response, the door closes in his face, followed by the sound of a muffled sob. The boy’s face instantly falls, more guilt beginning to consume him as he hears just how upset you’ve become. He knew he was being harsh, even the day before he was bubbling with rage at the thought of you hurting someone he cares about. But he didn’t take your feelings into consideration, just thinking about the task at hand and wanting to set things right to protect his girlfriend.
Turning on his heel, he walks down your driveway and slings the driver’s side door open before climbing inside. Twisting the key in the ignition, the van roars to life and Eddie buckles himself inside. Now that he’s had the chance to hear you out, he needed to find Chrissy and hear things from her once again. He wasn’t going to be a dickhead this time.
The journey to Chrissy’s felt shorter than usual, the adrenaline pumping through Eddie’s system blinding Eddie of the amount of time it took to travel over to his girlfriend’s house. Exiting his vehicle, he shakes out the little nerves he has before making his way up the cobblestone path across her yard. If what you said was true, and that you didn’t cheat on him, then he needed to hear just why Chrissy would say such a hurtful thing.
He wanted to see the good in the petite cheerleader. Ever since middle school, he never saw her have an ounce of hate in her body, even if they only interacted here and there before their relationship blossomed into what it is now. She was kind to him and seemed to genuinely care about him, unlike most people in the town they called home. But he always had that nagging voice echoing in his head, telling him how she spent years by the side of one of his biggest tormenters, kissing the mouth that had spewed cruel words at him only hours before. Standing by as her other half tore him down, both mentally and physically, for years without so much as saying a word in his defense.
Knocking on the door, Eddie waits, taking deep breaths to try and keep a level head. He already blew up at one person he cares about, so doing so again would create an even bigger mess he’d have to clean up later on. Chrissy peaks through the window closest to the door, her lips stretching wide in a big toothy smile before watching her head disappear. Opening the door, Chrissy runs out of the house, jumping into Eddie’s arms and squealing right in his ear.
“Hi Eddie!” She exclaims, pulling away from their embrace momentarily to get a look at him. She closes the space between them once more, pressing her lips to his quickly as her hands snake around and rest at the nape of his neck. Instinctively, his hands fly to her waist, holding her as he presses a chaste kiss to her lips and pulling away quickly. “I missed you.”
“Missed you too. Actually came to see if we could talk about something really quick before we head over to band practice,” he says to the girl. She nods, retreating from his body and leading him to the swing on her front porch. She takes a seat, patting the area right next to her as she looks at him. Eddie shoots her a timid smile, taking the few steps and sitting next to her on the swing.
“What’s up? Is something wrong?” She questions, looking to him with worry swimming in her big eyes.
“Kind of. I went to go give Y/N a piece of my mind after she said all that shit to you yesterday, and things got pretty heated and-“
“Did you kiss her? O-or sleep with her?” She interrupts. Eddie can’t help but twist his features in confusion, the small amount of rage that still resided in his chest from earlier beginning to surface again.
“What?! No, of course not. Why would you think that?”
“Just making sure. Continue,” she says, gesturing her hand to him as her voice returns to the sweet, high pitched octave it usually rests at. Shaking his head, Eddie takes a moment to recollect himself. How could she be so quick to assume he’d be with another woman when that’s the exact reason his last relationship ended?
“Anyway…I confronted her about what she said to you, and she said that things didn’t go down exactly like you had said. I also confronted her about the cheating, and she told me she never cheated on me. So I just wanted to see why you said that.”
He can see the panic in her eyes, bulging from her skull as the silence between the builds, nearly suffocating the poor girl next to him. She averts her eyes away from him, looking straight out at her front lawn as she visibly swallows. Eddie’s stomach drops, flipping over over and over as he looks at the girl’s worried face, which can only point to something bad.
“I really liked you Eddie. Ever since that deal you made with me, I thought you were so sweet and kind, not like what everyone says about you. So when I broke up with Jason, I had to find a way to be with you…so I lied and told you that she was cheating on you,” she finally admits.
Eddie feels sick to his stomach as the confession leaves her lips, bile rising in his throat. He stands from the porch swing, clenching his fists in rage before running his hands through his hair, letting out deep angry breaths. He’s baffled at her behavior, surprised that someone who led on to be such a sweet and innocent girl could do something so manipulative and wrong.
“Chrissy what the fuck? H-how could you do that to me? To Y/N? And how could you lie to me all this time about this, a-and what Y/N was saying and doing in the bathroom yesterday?”
“I’m sorry, Eddie. I really am! I knew it was wrong but I just wanted to be with you. When I saw her yesterday, she looked miserable, and I felt the guilt eating me alive, a-and I was going to tell you but I panicked and said the first thing that came to my mind, about how she threatened me and got in my face. Which, she did get in my face, by the way. Eddie I’m so sorry,” she tries to explain, jumping up from the swing to try and get closer to the man. He steps away, shaking his head as he begins to pace.
“I’ve pretty much ruined things between us. She’s never going to forgive me for what I’ve said to her and how I’ve been treating her. I’m so fucked,” he thinks out loud, shouting towards the end.
Pushing the guilt aside, Chrissy springs to life with an idea fresh on her mind, a lightbulb going off just over her strawberry blonde hair. Turning to Eddie, she tries once more to rest a hand on his shoulder, this time only in a platonic way. She knew breaking them up was a shitty move, especially when the two of them seemed like the epitome of soulmates. She knew exactly how Eddie could set things right, but also for herself as well.
“Eddie, I really am sorry for what I did. I shouldn’t have tried to get in the middle of an already perfect relationship with lies and manipulation motivating my actions. I know it’s going to be hard to try and convince Y/N into taking you back, but I think I might know something that can help.”
The metalhead turns to her, his expression mixed with anger and confusion. Jerking his shoulder out of her grasp, he fully turns his body towards her, crossing his arms in front of his chest as he quirks a brow. “And how exactly am I supposed to do that? I made a complete fool of myself and I’m going to make an even bigger fool of myself if I try to just say ‘Hey, sorry I thought you were cheating on me even when there was zero evidence presented in front of me. Wanna get back together?’. How am I supposed to even think about it, Chrissy?”
“Hey, I wouldn’t be so quick to think negatively. So this is what I was thinking-“
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as always: you’re KILLING it with the catholic!reader x eddie fics, i’m living for them.
idk if you have your next part mapped out, but hear me out: eddie teaching reader how to touch herself after thinking about the next steps she wants to take with eddie
keep up the amazing work!
thank you so much!!! and that part is coming eventually, but the next part will definitely contain more smut 👀👀
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It’s almost 2023, so let’s celebrate the good things that happened to us in 2022! List ten amazing things that happened to you this year and then send this to ten people who brighten your day!
ooohh i love this idea!
in no particular order:
1. saw ghost live
2. my salary increased
3. finally got health insurance
4. eddie munson
5. turned 30
6. made it through a tough depressive episode
7. started writing again
8. found a new way to cope with my anxiety
9. lost any ounce of imposter syndrome i had
10. became more self-aware
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have any fun birthday plans cutie?
Just hanging out with the gang :)
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Sovereign - e.m.
*gif doesn’t match story,, just found it funny for this story lol*
Sovereign - e.m.
Request: I would love to see like switch!reader with powers…maybe that went undiscovered or an AU type fic where another child escapes with El. and she uses those powers for *other* things on eddie. (ofc reader is older than El by a lot, so if you give her a number maybe she could be the last child brenner found. maybe 12, 13? forgive me i don’t recall how many there were in the series lol.) a twist on my own fic i’ve written hehe. totally understand if you guys don’t choose this one for any reason ofc! also sorry this is literally so long. @whore4hellfire
Warnings: Smut 18+ | Minors DNI | descriptions of sexual content, no mention of safe sex (wrap it before you tap it besties), reader using powers on Eddie with consent
Pairing: Fem!reader x Eddie
Wordcount: 1.2k | Part of: Stranger Things Sleepover Collab
Notes: I hope you like this!! If everyone likes this, I could turn it into a mini series to dive more into their relationship/exploring her powers for pleasure, but for this fic I wanted to keep it simple! <3 Also I know I didn’t go too much into the switch part, but that's also why I’m open for a 2nd parter ! <3
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El wasn’t the first child to escape from the Hawkins lab. There were whispers of a girl, a girl with powers so controlled Brenner had her locked up in the basement, in fear of another creation gone wrong. Brenner had taken her from the hands of her mother, right after she held her for the first time. It was told there was something special about her from the very beginning, always sending a spark when someone touched her.
She was marveled at, praised, glorified, until one fateful day. She had snapped, the memories of 001 telling her the truth about her mother began to weigh on her soul. The shift in treatment from Dr. Brenner when he realized she had reached her full potential only fueled the fire. 001 had been in her ear, whispering what she needed to do for months.
And she did it.
Afterwards, she was deemed too dangerous, a failure, and untrustworthy. All she wanted was to escape. Escape the damp and dark room she was kept in. To escape the hands of Dr. Brenner and his white coated minions. To escape 001 and his manipulative relationship with her.
She was broken, she was hopeful. She was lucky.
She was 009.
And she escaped.
YEARS LATER
You were now in high school, struggling with mundane teen things, oh- and a portal to hell infecting the small town you lived in. You had befriended El who came from the same lab you did, as well as the school freak, Eddie Munson.
He had seen you standing in the cafeteria on the first day of school, looking around for a place to sit. You looked like a lost lamb amid the sea of incessant high schoolers. When he saw you, his heart melted, instantly wanting to take you into his arms and kiss you.
Instead, he got up, introducing himself, and asking if you wanted to join his little club.
It was the best decision you ever made.
Eddie had shown you parts of yourself you weren’t aware were possible, including how to use your powers for pleasure.
You had always been demonized for them, so when he told you how inspired he was by them, and things he wanted you to do, you were in shock.
“You want me to… what?” You asked, nervously playing with the hem of Eddie’s shirt as you sat on top of him. The two of you were making out in his bed, and things were starting to get heavy.
“Choke me, but without your hands. Use your powers,” he said again, clear as day. You stared at him, making sure you heard him right. He stared back at you, a huge grin on his face.
“…with my powers,” you repeated, mulling it over. “That can be dangerous, you know… what if I can’t stop it?”
He took your hands in his, squeezing gently as the next words tumbled out of his mouth.
“I trust you.”
You nodded, leaning back down to kiss him. His hands moved from yours to your hips, as he helped you rock back and forth. You moved your hands up to his hair, tugging gently. He moaned deep in your mouth in response. This only turned you on even more.
You sat back up, teasingly tracing your hand along his neck, your nails tickling his sweaty skin. His hands stilled on your hips, waiting patiently. He nodded ever so slightly, letting you know he was ready.
Focusing hard on his neck, you imagined yourself squeezing it. Veins popped out on the side of his neck, showing your succession. You smirked as he stuttered, feeling immense pleasure from it.
Letting go of your focus, you moved from his lap to in between his legs. He whimpered at the loss of contact. After removing his jeans, and his boxers, you watched as his beautiful cock sprang free.
“Like what you see-”, but you cut him off, choking him with your mind. Eddie’s eyes rolled in the back of his head at the euphoric feeling running through his body.
“No talking,” you said, loving being in complete control.
Your mouth instantly found his pink tip, flicking it softly with your tongue. His hips buckled underneath, making you smirk. You loved to tease him, loved to play with him until he was begging for you to touch him.
Running your tongue up and down his shaft ever so slowly, Eddie began to get antsy, trying to move his hips closer to your lips. You let go of the control you had on his neck and moved it to his hips, pinning him down.
He groaned loudly out of frustration. You decided to give in, plunging his thick cock into your mouth. This feeling caught him off guard, enticing a heavenly sound to fall from his lips. You continued working him, your mind wandering at what other things you could do to Eddie now that you had him under your control.
“C-come, here-fuck,” he muttered, straining as he held himself back from unleashing himself in your mouth. You moved to straddle him again, keeping your hold on his hips.
Eddie loved when you rode him, watching as your body moved up and down at your will against him. Your tits bouncing with every move, the soft light from his lamp on his nightstand casting a heavenly glow against your chest.
It was his own little slice of heaven, and hearing his ungodly moans screaming out from under you made it just as great for you too.
You slid yourself down on him, unable to contain the moan that escaped your mouth, making him even harder inside of you – if that was even possible.
“You feel so good,” he choked out, moving his hands to your hips. You moved them back to the bed, positioning them above his head. He strained to move them against your control, smirking as he realized what you did.
“All you, baby,” he whispered, giving you the go-ahead to do what you needed and wanted to do to get to your release. You shifted your hips, moving slowly while feeling the pressure growing inside of you.
As you began to move faster, songs of praises filled the air as Eddie egged you on.
“Please… please let me feel you,” he begged, straining against the hold you had on his wrists.
“No,” you said, continuing at the pace you were going. You were close, you felt the warm tingling feeling bubbling up through your stomach.
“I’m close,” you whispered, gripping your chest tightly as you quickened your pace against him, your clit tickled by the hairs around the base of his cock. Eddie twitched inside of you, and you knew he was close too. Nothing felt better than finishing at the same time as him. Switching your control from his hands to his neck, he let out a yell.
“Fuck, y/n!”
Together, you came, your juices mixing with his as you moved slowly, riding out your high, and releasing your control.
You laid your head down on his chest, listening to his heart beat fast behind the wall of his chest.
“That- that was amazing,” he said in between breaths. You nodded, too tired to speak. He reached his arms around you, rubbing your back gently.
Finally, he got to touch you.
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good morning my love i hope you’re doing okay today
here’s a joseph manip that gives off professor vibes to help you get through the day
I’m doing okay! just sleepy but that’s nothing new😭
I be looking like this rn:
and oh lord please I’m on my knees for that man 🥴🥴🥴🥴
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Hellfire: Eddie Munson x Fem!reader
Thanks to @hellfirebabes who inspired the idea for this. @strangermarvelss @latenightsimping I expect my friendship bracelets with charms for this ASAP.
CW: language, semi-public sex (Hellfire club room though they’re alone), unprotected sex, creampie, cum play, oral m! and f! receiving, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, crying, praise.
Your breathy moans and Eddie’s grunts fill the Hellfire club meeting room, the table he has your ass hanging off of noisily scraping across the floor with every thrust.
Stray dice dig into your back as he pounds into you, calves resting on his shoulders as he bends you in half. He’s close, you can tell from the way his hips stutter against your ass.
“You gotta hurry up and come baby, I think I hear Gareth walking down the hallway”, he whispers breathily into your ear. “You don’t want him to catch us do you?”
You shake your head and whimper, “I can’t”. And he knows it too, he knows you can’t cum without touching your clit. Which is why he has both your wrists gathered in one of his big hands above your head, pressed against the table.
“Oh, you can’t?”, he mocks. “I guess you’ll just have to wait then.” He leans down, bending you even further as he slams into you, fast and hard. With one final deep thrust he comes, cock twitching and spurting inside of you.
Pulling out, he taps the head against your clit, laughing softly when you buck into the touch. He spanks your pussy, hard and stinging, earning a yelp from you.
“Be good and keep my cum inside”, he orders as he slides your panties back up your legs, flipping your skirt down to cover you.
It seems like Hellfire lasts forever tonight, As if Eddie’s usual long-winded campaign is being dragged our purposefully. Every now and then he’ll shoot you a knowing smirk, the bastard.
At last, Hellfire ends, the boys shuffling out of the room muttering about the events of the last few hours. You don’t even hear them, practically slamming and locking the door behind them.
You pounce, grabbing Eddie by the sleeve of his leather jacket to pull him flush against you. “Please”, is all you can say as you take his hand and shove it up your skirt.
Eddie quirks an eyebrow as his fingers move your panties to the side and delve between your folds, relatively dry before he sinks his fingers into you. He twists them inside you, cum finally leaking out when he removes them.
“There’s my good girl, doing what you’re told. You deserve a reward now, yeah?” He brings his cum covered fingers to your lips, which you immediately take into your mouth. Eddie hums as he watches you suck them clean, a devilish glint in your eye.
“I’m feeling extra nice tonight. What reward do you want? My tongue or my cock?” He bends to ease your panties down your legs, pressing a kiss to the inside of your knee as he waits for your answer.
Never passing up the chance to be a brat, you put your finger on your chin, tapping as your pretend to think. “Both”, you finally decide.
Eddie laughs, shoulders shrugging slightly. “You asked for it.” Backing you up against the table he lifts you up onto it, pulling you right to the edge.
He dives right in, fingers spreading your lips as he licks broad, slow stripes from your hole to your clit, his cum mixing with his spit. His tongue swirls around your clit, licking slow circles that make your hips twitch up into his mouth.
Your folds are covered in his spit and cum, slicking the way for Eddie’s fingers to slide into you. He curls them right away, hooking the pads of his fingers into your g-spot. Back arching, you whine as he sucks at your clit greedily to the rhythm of his fingers inside of you.
“E-Eddie”, your fingers tangle in the hair at the nape of his neck in a futile attempt to ground yourself. “M’gonna come.” And you do moments later, muscles locking tight as your release rushes over you.
You tremble, giggling and trying to squirm away when he sucks at your clit long after orgasm has ended. He doesn’t let you move an inch, ringed fingers gripping your hips to hold you still.
He does it all again, sucking and licking and finger fucking you until you’re keeping, going limp as your second orgasm slams into you.
Thankfully, his attention moves to his erection straining against the zipper of his jeans. Palming the bulge, he squeezes softly before he takes himself out. He pumps his fist over his cock a few times before he stands. Running the head through your soaked folds, he savors the feeling before finally pressing in.
His head falls onto your shoulder, lips caressing the soft skin as he gives you a moment to adjust. Impatient, you wrap your legs around him, pulling him into you deeper.
Eddie gasps, hands gripping your waist as he pulls out to slam right back in, so hard a few leftover empty soda cans clatter to the ground. His mouth leaves your shoulder with a carefully placed bite, standing tall as he fucks into you. Hands finding your hips, he pulls you forward onto him with each thrust.
Once he finds a steady rhythm you’re a moaning, whimpering mess, pulling him in close to bury your face into his neck. You’re already close, so worked up from your previous orgasms that all you need is a well positioned thrust into your g-spot to send you hurdling into your third release of the night.
“Fuck, you get so tight when you come”, he groans, picking up his pace.
You whine, nails scratching along Eddie’s back. “Baby, baby it’s too much.”
“Oh, it’s too much?”, he mocks. “But you said you wanted both, baby. You’re so ungrateful. You asked for both and you got it. Now you want me to stop?”
“M’sorry”, you gasp.
“I don’t think so. You’re going to take it and you’re going to thank me for it”, he growls.
“Thank you. Thank you, Master”, you cry out before you even realize what you’ve just said.
Eddie freezes inside of you for a beat before he’s folding you in half as he had before Hellfire, the head of his cock slamming into your g-spot.
“C’mon. Come one more time for me then you’re done”, he wedges his hand between your bodies, fingers circling your clit roughly.
The last orgasm is the most powerful, pleasure ripping through you as you tremble against him, hole clenching rhythmically around his cock.
Pulling out, Eddie fists his cock once before pulling you off of the table, forcing you down onto your knees in front of him.
“Open”, he commands, voice rough.
You do, tongue ready to swirl around the head as soon as he feeds his cock to you.
He’s immediately fucking your face, one hand on either side of your head to hold you steady as he uses you. “I trained you so fucking well, you don’t even gag anymore.”
Tears are leaking from the corners of your eyes, chest heaving as your lungs scream for air.
Eddie’s hands nice to the back of your neck, forcing you forward, his cock sliding deeper into your throat as he holds you still. You feel his cock swell and kick before he’s coming down your throat.
“There’s a good girl. Swallow. Swallow it for me, baby”, he babbles, petting at your hair.
Once you swallow, you pull off of him, sputtering and gasping for air.
He hauls you to your feet, fingers wiping away your tears gently. “So, master huh? That was a new one.”
You let out a watery laugh, “yeah well, don’t get used to it.”
“Oh, baby”, he smirks, pulling you in with a hand on your ass. “It’s adorable that you think you have a choice.”
#eddie munson#eddie munson smut#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x reader smut#eddie munson x fem!reader#eddie munson x female reader#Melissa writes
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Stranger Things Reading List (Series/One-Shots) - I (Full)
I made a list of currently reading and recommended Stranger Things fanfics here on Tumblr. All were beautifully written by amazing writers. These writers are incredible and full of brilliant ideas, so please visit their blogs and check all of their works. Happy reading! Don’t forget to comment and reblog their works. You may also reblog this list to share with everyone/blog mutuals. Thank you! (For 18+, MDNI)
Reading List - Part II
Series
Steve Harrington
* Oblivion by @wisteriaah
* Upside Down Feelings by @aristrocrat
* Steve Harrington Series/One-Shots by @harringtown
* In The Dark I Will Call Your Name by @americaswritings
* Soundtrack Of A Life by @mackenzie-is-loading
* Defiance by @wintersxani
* 003 by @homeofthepeculiar
* The Divorce by @asgardwinter
* Strange by @damn-stark
* A Place In This World by @outerspacebisexual
* Touch by @poeticandors
* Dare | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | by @fan-fantasies
* Head Over Heels by @theowritesstuff
* Into Your Arms by @thegettingbyp2
* Ethereal by @rekiilysm
* Out For Blood by @kerstynn
* ST Series: Kate Hopper by @stranger-marauders
* Sex Education by @sortagaysortahigh
* Unlucky by @agentjemmafitzsimmons
* New Journey by @suckerfordylansstuff
Eddie Munson
* Munson’s Mixtape by @burgundybmw
* Right Where You Left Me | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 by @fairy-asian
* TBSY | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 by @edwardmunsonsimp
* Faded Memories | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 by @herroyalhighnessqueenmomo
* Scotty Doesn’t Know by @munsonsbbyg
* Dancing With Myself by @ambrossart
* Eddie Munson Series by @baddiewiththebook
* I’m Not Above Begging | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | ED by @chvoswxtch
* Teenage Dirtbag by @kaiasyko
* Meet The Munsons by @mypoisonedvine
* More Than A Feeling by @dingusfreakhxrrington
* Heavy Metal Love Of Mine by @morwap
* Why Can’t This Be Love? by @screwtoddstevesherdaddynow
* My Favorite Henderson by @luvfae
Billy Hargrove
* Lonely Is Our Lives by @thewordswewrite
* Hell’s Bells | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | ED by @fan-fantasies
* 18 Series & Billy One-Shots by @perpetuelledaydreaming
* Show Me How by @phobiics
* Biology Of Billy Hargrove by @thatonecurlygirl
* Stranger Than Fiction by @multi-fandomfuckboy
* BH Series & One-Shots by @takemepedropascal
* She’s A Runner | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 by @latelyanobsession
* The Leather Jacket Effect by @beetboxx
One-Shots / Short Series
Steve Harrington
* Losing Game by @mcybank
* Tolerate It | 2 | 3 by @multi-writer
* Ultimatum | 2 by @ficsaregettingstranger
* Tongue Tied | 2 by @sinclaiirs
* Heartstopper by @forever-rogue
* It Must Have Slipped Out | 2 by @girasollake
* Well Don’t | 2 by @skyebounded
* Put It Into Practice | 2 | 3 | 4 by @she-is-juniper
* Unspoken Feelings by @appocalipse
* Kiss Me With Your Fist by @forever-rogue
* VHS Player | 2 by @adriannamunson
* Adult Education | 2 | 3 by @chestharrington
* Micro Touch | 2 | 3 by @bvckybanres
* Kiss In The Rain by @magicchai
* Falling All In You | 2 by @sophia-busch
* The Way I Loved You by @lurkymurker
* Deja Vu by @maximoff-pan
* Operation Love Me by @justburningdaylight
* August by @londonharrington
* Breakups and Makeups by @bellatrixscurls
* The Things We Don’t Say @bimrwolf
* Mean It by @maxmybeloved
* You Belong With Me by @peterbenjiparker
* I Wanna Be Yours by @ourautumn86
Eddie Munson
* The Broken Hearts Club | ED1 | ED2 by @multi-writer
* CBCC | Tears In The Rain | Gone With Sin by @queers-gambit
* Eddie Munson Mini-Series by @strangermarvelss
* Hold On To My Heart by @mypoisonedvine
* Memories by @ur-local-geek-fest
* You Look So Good In Green | 2 | 3 by @shiorinotshiori
* Marigold | 2 by @fallen-stark
* Separate Ways | 2 | 3 by @theveryfires
* False God | 2 | 3 by @goldustwomun
* He Loves Me Not | 2 by @hxneybimbo
* Deja Vu by @marvelsswansong
* I Could Be Your New Spring
* FWB To Lovers
* Love Me | 2 by @steviebears
* Break A Leg, Not A Heart | 2 | 3 by @robynnnhooddd
* They Don’t Love Me | 2 by @neverinadream
* There Are Worse Things I Could Do | 2 by @once-upon-an-imagine
* Safe | 2 | 3 by @loeyparker
* Boyish by @hauntlikeaghost0
* Eddie Munson Mini-Series by @dahliarose3
* Right To The Bone | 2 by @havecourage-darling
* I'll Watch Your Life In Pictures | 2 by @forever-rogue
* Hurt | 2 by @hufflepuffobsessedwithmarvel
* Heartstring Mayhem by @thisismynerdyself
* Baby Munson by @webslinger-holland
* A Little Push | 2 by @ladyfogg
* Eddie Mini-Series/One-Shots by @xcatnapsx
* More Than Friends by @1-800-munson
* I’m A Fan Of Cheerleaders by @coolnamestillpending
* This Could Be The End Of Everything by @andvys
* The Freak And The Cheerleader by @moonlightsolo
* Take You Home | 2 | 3 by @strangernstranger
* Love On A Wire by @mooncakesofpan
Billy Hargrove
* He Needs Her by @steveusesfaberge
* It’s Just Sex | 2 | 3 by @erosso
* The Good, The Bad & The Billy | 2 | 3 by @babyprincessharrington
* No One But You by @waiting4inspiration
* Dark Horse by @greatlampfestival
* Respect And Responsibility by @andormeddows
* Baby Do You Want To Come Home With Me? by @hellfirewhores
* The Biggest Asshole in Indiana by @stever-things
* Ready For Forever by @harcove
Jonathan Byers
* I Wish I Was Her by @lightininglydia
* Drunken Regret by @eddiemunsons-girl
* Jealousy, Jealousy by @lizzie-boo
* Miss You by @iovesteveharrington
* Inside A Photography by @inviswounds
* Back To The Old House by @nancys4gf
* Breath Of Fresh Air by @supervoldejaygent
* Seven Minutes In Heaven by @brighteyedbushybrowed
* Camping by @proudharrington
* Teenage Dirtbag
* Late Night Calls
* Be My Mistake by @steddiehickeys
Mixed Masterlist
* Summer Write-a-thon by @greetings-and-salutations
* Steve/Eddie One-Shots by @upsidedownwithsteve
* Billy/Steve One-Shots by @darling-i-read-it
* Billy/Eddie/Jonathan Series/One Shots by @imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl
* Hanahaki Disease Series by @xoxoavenger
#steve harrington x reader#eddie munson x reader#billy hargrove x reader#eddie munson angst#steve harrington angst#billy hargrove angst#steve harrington#eddie munson#billy hargrove#eddie munson x female reader#steve harrington x fem!reader#billy hargrove x female reader#stranger things fanfiction#stranger things fic#stranger things imagine#steve harrington fluff#eddie munson x you#steve harrington fic#steve harrington x you#billy hargrove x you#jonathan byers x reader#eddie munson fic#steve harrington series#eddie munson series#billy hargrove series#eddie munson fluff#billy hargrove fic#jonathan byers fic#jonathan byers
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Eddie Munson
No Smut
Affection @ashwhowrites
Summary: Eddie doesn’t understand this feeling in his stomach
Warning: None
Special Tag: Fluff
You Callin' Me a Liar? @sailortongue
Summary: Eddie tells the boys that he has a girlfriend, but they don't believe him. Eddie vows to make them eat their words.
Warning: None
Special Tag: Fluff, Muiltchapter
Clingy @h4rring1on
Summary: You love being around Eddie 24/7 but things start to stop being like that once Eddie’s friends started being annoyed because of it.
Warning: Angst
Special Tag: Fluff
You’ll Be In My Heart @modern-greek-tragedy
Summary: Eddie and his little girl Billie having a good old soft moment.
Warning: None
Special Tag: Fluff, Family AU
im not ready yet @prttydolls
Summary: You confess your feelings for eddie, yet he doesn’t return them back.
Warning: Drug Use, Angst
Special Tag: None
The Responsible One @webslinger-holland
Summary: Out of the Hellfire club, the reader is the most responsible one and basically the mother of the group. But Eddie can’t bring himself to confess his feelings.
Warning: None
Special Tag: None
strange love @strangermarvelss
Summary: Eddie has a date, with someone who isn’t you. you’re less than thrilled about it
Warning: Angst
Special Tag: Fluff
Moving on @bellaramseysgf
Summary: Eddie left Hawkins like he said he would leaving you behind and now he’s back and wants you back but you’ve already moved on.
Warning: Angst
Special Tag: Ex AU
𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗲, 𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 @bloodiedlamb
Summary: Your crush on Eddie was meant to be a secret, but after a little special someone overheard, a sudden secret admirer was up your sleeve. Getting lost in the mystery, you didn’t realise what date was coming up— April Fools.
Warning: Bullying
Special Tag: None
Fool The Freaks Day @edddimun
Summary: Being one of Hawkin’s high’s very own golden girls, you can’t exactly flaunt your secret situation ship with the school’s “freak.” But that doesn’t stop you from wanting more.
Warning: Angst, Drugs Use
Special Tag: None
tying your heart to mine @msgorillagripcoochie
Summary: Eddie is tired of hiding your relationship so he does the only gentleman thing and ties your shoes...in front of everyone.
Warning: None
Special Tag: Cheerleader AU
Hard to Love @steviebears
Summary: Seeing Eddie with the beautifully perfect Chrissy was weighing on your insecure heart. Eddie notices and calls you over.
Warning: Angst
Special Tag: Fluff
maybe it’s inevitable @ezm-imagines
Summary: You build up the courage to finally ask Eddie on a date! Buuut he thinks you’re just trying to buy drugs.
Warning: Angst
Special Tag: Fluff
hellfire baby @venisvendetta
Summary: : when starting a new campaign, the hellfire club didn’t except to see a toddler sitting in their club leader’s throne.
Warning: None
Special Tag: Fluff,
Smut
All Bark, No Bite @oneforthemunny
Summary: Eddie regents letting the dogs sleep in the bedroom.
Warning: Violence, Language
Special Tag: Mafia AU
YOU’RE NOT SCARED, ARE YA? @taintedcigs
Summary: You were happy to be a survivor and finally ready to get back to your life after ghost face was caught, but was he actually caught?
Warning: Violence, Language, Murder, Rape
Special Tag: Horror AU
The "Yes" Policy @pinkrelish
Summary: After a lifetime of questionable decisions, you moved from the big city to the sleepy town of Hawkins. You attempt to win over the jaded mechanic who insisted on ignoring your existence proved entertaining.
Warning: Angst, Drug/Alcohol Use, Depictions of Poverty
Special Tag: Strangers to Lovers, Family AU, Multichapter
The Secrete We Keep @hellkaisersangel
Summary: You two hated each other.
Warning: Language, Bullying
Special Tag: Enemies to Lovers
Camera Shy @pedgito
Summary: Your first time is with a camboy.
Warning: None
Special Tag: Porn AU, Voyeurism, Virginity Kink, Dirty
Bad Things @goldenbuckyyy
Summary: You’re the head cheerleader and you fuck Eddie Munson in a bathroom at a Halloween party.
Warning: None
Special Tag: Public sex, Cheerleader AU
I Hate You... But Not Really @forays-into-fiction
Summary: Eddie and you have been best friends for as long as you can remember and you’ve been crushing on him for about as long. He starts dating Chrissy however and jealousy rears its ugly head for both you and Jason.
Warning: Language, Angst
Special Tag: Virginity Kink
It's Gonna Kill Me @romantique-dreams
Summary: Your parents just happened to not be home, and hawkins' infamous sex-god needed an outlet for his anger, but pink rooms and relationships were not his thing.
Warning: Language, Bullying
Special Tag: None
BAMBI @forays-into-fiction
Summary: Eddie thinks he’ll be the one to corrupt her, little does he know she’s already kinkier and more depraved than his wildest dreams.
Warning: None
Special Tag: None
Always @eratolasting
Summary: Eddie falls asleep while you’re watching a movie.
Warning: None
Special Tag: Somnophilia
Dirty Magazines @inklore
Summary: Eddie finds some dirty mags.
Warning: None
Special Tag: None
Rocket Queen. @berrieluv
Summary: Where you’re Steve’s girlfriend but Eddie fucks you to record your moans and put them in their new song.
Warning: Cheating
Special Tag: Rock star AU, Dirty
You Bleed So Pretty @inklore
Summary: Eddie Reminds you of who you belong to.
Warning: Rape, Cutting
Special Tag: Horror AU
𝙞𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 @mypoisonedvine
Summary: Eddie’s chances of being an alpha are quite small. your chances of presenting as an omega, especially while still in high school, are almost none.
Warning: None
Special Tag: Omeagverse, Dirty
Following the Herd @uglypastels
Summary: Eddie Munson has never been anything but sweet and caring to you. He had always made sure you were alright and safe and always helped you with anything you asked for. So now, that he needed you, how could you possibly refuse?
Warning: Bodily Harm, Manipulation
Special Tag: Cult AU, Dirty
𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞 @elliewlums
Summary: You are sleepy. Eddie is horny.
Warning: None
Special Tag: Somnophilia, Free Use
take the edge off @ohcaptains
Summary: You’ve been seeing Eddie for a couple of months now. still, you’re not always able to voice your desires – don’t worry though, Eddie’s able to read you like a book.
Warning: None
Special Tag: Fluff
I HAVE A SOFT SPOT FOR CHEERLEADERS @swingsuckerswing
Summary: Reader is a cheerleader at Hawkins High and is paired with Eddie for a class project.
Warning: None
Special Tag: Cheerleader AU
Scent @hellfire--cult
Summary: Priest of Mandalore listens to your sins during confession
Warnings: Angst, Depression
Specials Tags: Omeagverse.
You get me closer to god @carolmunson
Summary: A monster takes an interests in you.
Warnings: Kidnaing, Dub Con
Specials Tags: Vampire AU, Breeding
#x reader#reading fanfiction#reading list#reading recommendations#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson#stranger things
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class of '86- e.m
Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female!Reader
Summary: you receive eddie’s diploma for him after his death
Warnings: angst, crying, angry reader, classmates being dickholes, mentions of blood and injuries, mentions of drug use, allusions to sex, wayne being a sweetie, not-so happy ending
Word Count: 4.8k
Request?: No
A/N: howdy! i am back with another one shot that has been on my mind since around august of last year which is insane, and since it is grad szn i thought it was appropriate to share now. slowly getting back into writing so i appreciate the patience. also note: i do not have any current plans to make a part two to this story, so please don’t bombard me with requests for it if you don’y mind :) enjoy! -sava
You have the same nightmare.
Every. Single. Night.
Every night you find yourself back in the upside down, Dustin hot on your tail as you rush over to the field in the darker dimensions version of the Forrest Hills Trailer Park, the body of the man you’d loved for several years lying on the ground as bites liter his body. Blood pooled in his mouth as he struggles for a steady breath, eyes wide as tears gather inside. You dove right down to him, scraping your knee as you clutched onto his figure and clung to him for dear life, your own breathing becoming unsteady as panic filled your entire nervous system.
You will never forget the scared look in his beautiful brown eyes, the ones you found so much comfort in for years as they shined in the bright yellow sunlight during the summers in Hawkins, or how the lights of the colorful stage lights at the Hideout would reflect off of him and enhance his performance in way. You’ll never forget the scared look on his face turning into joy when he saw you, trying to play it cool for a split second and put on a brave persona for you and his little lost sheep he helped bring to the right people.
You absolutely will never forget feeling his breath becoming more shallow as you held him, and how he was reassuring you and Dustin during his final moments. Holding you tight and looking at you lovingly until his grip on your hand loosened and his breathing coming to a halt. You felt you heart break into a million piece when his eyes glossed over and lost the feeling of his heartbeat, letting a violent scream rip through you as the pieces clicked together in your head. The love of your life was gone and there was nothing you could do to bring him back.
Dustin held you as you sobbed, his silent tears creating a puddle on your shirt as he let you grieve and process your own emotions about the matter. Later on he told you he wanted you to have your moment, that he felt bad about grieving him in front of you since you’d known him longer than he did, which made you emotional all over again while reassuring him it was okay to feel the bad feelings and holding him like he did with you as he finally showed you how messed up loosing Eddie had made him, breaking your heart all over again.
The two of you stayed in the Upside Down for a while, not wanting to abandon Eddie and leave him behind along with the rest of the fucked up dimension he would be stuck in. You tried to drag his body out, pulling him towards his trailer, but Dustin tried his best to reason with you, even thought his head wasn’t in the best place either. It was ultimately Steve Harrington of all people to help knock some sense into you, with Robin and Nancy quickly following behind him as they joined you once again.
You’ll never forget the look of pity that covered their faces as they looked to Eddie’s body on the ground below you, then shooting you a sympathetic look as they instantly put everything together.
You will never forget the night your life changed forever.
Smoothing the hem of your sundress out, you take a look at yourself in the mirror of your bedroom, trying your best to put on a brave face for the events that would take place today. Any senior who was enrolled in Hawkins High School before the bell rang on the last day before spring break was getting a diploma, failing grades or not. They delayed the ceremony until after a lot of the bigger messes from the “earthquake” cleared, with the people in charge wanting to try and have a happy occasion for the town to celebrate for a change, giving all the tragedies that the town has faced over the past 3 years. They thought it was vital and needed to attempt to paint Hawkins as a happy town once again.
This meant that Eddie Munson, your Eddie, would be getting a diploma too. The school called Wayne directly to tell him the news, asking if he wanted to come by the high school sometime within the next couple of weeks to pick up the certificate instead of making it a public occasion. If you weren’t by the phone when it happened, you knew Wayne would’ve agreed, having lost his surrogate son and still wrapping his head around the entire situation. But you convinced him that it should be done at the public ceremony with the other students. Eddie had made it a point to actually graduate this year, and he deserved to be part of the ceremony like everyone else.
You knew going into that suggestion he would ask you to accept it on Eddie’s behalf, with half the people in Hawkins still giving Wayne a mix of hateful and sympathetic looks, as he still had matters to attend to. You on the other hand? You rarely left the house, only for groceries and the occasional meet up with Dustin. Watching someone you both admire die in front of you bonds you for life, and you wanted to be there for him and vice versa. The rest of your friends…you rarely saw, sticking to the comfort of your home as you were still coping with the stages of grief. They understand, not having lost someone so intimately like that, aside from Nancy loosing her best friend, Barb. If there was anyone besides Dustin you talked with, it was her.
Opening the door to your bedroom, you walk down the hallway and shovel a few necessities in your purse before grabbing your keys. You exit the trailer, locking the door before walking down to the new trailer Wayne was given as compensation for well…his other one being split in half. Knocking on the door three times, you take a deep breath as you wait for him to come outside and greet you. You could feel the nerves rising up, sending a weird feeling through your stomach as you thought about the different possibilities of how this could go. In a hopeful scenario, you would walk on stage and snatch the diploma right out of Principal Higgins’ hand, then quickly run off the football field after giving the other students the bird, just as Eddie said he would do back before spring break. But you knew you had to remain professional and kind, for Wayne’s sake.
The creak of the door makes you look up, seeing Wayne step out of the house with his light blue button-up shirt on and worn down slacks that you can only assume he’d owned for years now. This was the most dressed up you’ve seen him in the years you’ve known him through Eddie, with t-shirts with jeans and his work uniform for his nights at the plant being the only two versions you’d been used to. Smiling, you take a step back and walk down the steps of the small concrete porch he’d managed to create, trying his best to replicate the old trailer as much as possible. He meets you at the bottom of the few steps, extending an arm to give you a side hug. You flash him a half smile before returning the gesture, taking in the scent of soap and mint before pulling away.
“You clean up pretty nice Wayne,” you tease, slightly chuckling a bit. He smiles, shaking his head.
“You hush,” he tells you, pointing at you before pointing towards his truck. The two of you walk over, throwing open the passenger door and carefully climbing inside.
“I like that dress,” he tells you as he gets in the driver’s seat, his slight southern accent creeping out with each word. “I don’t think I’ve seen you wear many dress in all the years I’ve known ‘ya. Mainly just some of Eddie’s old band shirts and that Hellfire shirt he made.”
You can’t help but laugh at his words, knowing he is absolutely right. It was never something you did often, just on the occasional date with Eddie, prom, and your own graduation back in ’84. Nodding, you smooth out the skirt of your dress before turning to him as he starts the engine. “Yeah, these never were really my style. Hell, the last time I wore this Eddie and I were making out in the back of his van at Lover’s Lake last summer.”
Thinking back to the memory, you can’t help but let your smile spread from cheek to cheek, replaying how his ring-clad hands always kept trying to sneak inside the skirt of the dress in order to get to “the goods”, as he referred to it. He had tied his hair back into a low bun, something he knew that always made you swoon and completely weak in the knees. He’d packed a bunch of both of your favorite snacks and called it a picnic, which you enjoyed nonetheless. A couple of beers he snuck out of the fridge when Wayne wasn’t looking and a couple of edibles in your system, it quickly lead to Eddie shutting the van doors and pulling orgasm after orgasm from your body in the back part of the van.
You remember Eddie being upsetting about being held back once again, starting to look down on himself and doubt his ability to ever cross that finish line. You knew you had to step in with reassurance, because hearing him talk poorly about himself always made you feel hurt. So you suggested dedicating a day to spend together, from sunrise to sunrise the very next day. You told him you could do whatever his heart desired, within rationality of course, and you would be there no matter what. No negative thoughts in sight or rainy days, just the two of you curled up in his van and eating, laughing, and being at the center of bliss thanks to each other’s company.
The smile is quickly wiped from your face, snapping back to reality and letting the loneliness sink back into your heart. You visibly frown, turning your head away from Wayne as you felt a pricking feeling tickle the backs of your eyes. Wayne continues the journey to the high school, letting the silence fall comfortably in the car to give you some peace. Wayne usually wasn’t a big talker, even before the loss of his nephew, so it didn’t feel awkward to just let the sound of the motor running in his old pickup as the two of you let your thoughts go wild inside your heads, thinking about the man that was just the topic of conversation.
You feel the truck halt to a stop, snapping out of the far off land your mind wandered to. Looking over to Wayne, he puts the truck in park and opens his door. Looking our the front windscreen, you see the old brick building of Hawkins High School, a placed where you used to wander about for four consecutive years not that long ago. You used to bring Eddie lunch on the occasional off day you had from work, taking a moment to see the old stomping grounds and visit your favorite guy in the world. Now being in front of the building left a bad taste in your mouth. Knowing how much Eddie hated coming to school, especially without you. Dealing with the constantly bullying from all the kids that had already reached their peak and pushing past that typical high school bullshit until he took his dying breath. It angered you to your core.
Finally stepping out of Wayne’s truck, you follow him around the side of the school and down the path that leads to the football field. You hold your hands together in front of you, wringing your fingers as you try and settle the nerves that reside in your lower stomach. You were bound to run into the people who saw you at your most vulnerable state, knowing Nancy and Robin were graduating and Steve and the kids would be in the crowd alongside you and Wayne. As bad as it is to admit, the only people you’re comfortable enough seeing on a regular basis are Wayne and Dustin, so having to finally face everyone else sent waves of nausea through your system.
Making your way into the stands, you make eye contact with Principal Higgins, who shoots you a sympathetic look before chatting amongst his colleagues once more, probably talking about you if you had to assume. Scoffing, you take your seat next to Wayne, trying your best not to be seen by much of the crowd. Wayne takes notice of your nerves and places a reassuring hand on your shoulder, making you smile softly.
“So uh, did they give you a run down of what will happen with getting his diploma?” He asks.
“Um, yeah. I had a meeting with Higgins and a few other faculty members and they’re doing the memorial diplomas first, then the rest of the graduating class. Everything is going to be alphabetical, so I’ll go up towards the middle of that-“
You’re distracted for a moment, stopping mid-sentence as you see a familiar hairstyle bobbing through the crowd, with a hoard of kids trailing behind him. Steve Harrington turns, seemingly yelling at the kids to stop playing around and find a place to sit, before looking out at the crowd you found yourself in. You feel your body run cold as his eyes lock on yours, as if you body was plunged into a frozen lake. He waves at you, smiling for a moment before watching his brain piecing together why you’re here, which causes him to send a pitiful but sympathetic look your way.
Cautiously, you wave, watching the kids’ heads turn to look where Steve was and copying the older man’s expression. All but Dustin, who seems very happy to see your face out in the world like he’s been trying to convince you to do for a few weeks now. But the smile quickly fades when his eyes wander over to Wayne, guilt filling his eyes as he quickly turns away. You have told the boy several times that he is not at fault and shouldn’t beat himself up over what happened, but it just makes you sound like a hypocrite for not taking your own advice.
Finally willing yourself to look away after watching them take seats a few rows in front of you, you hear the football stadium speakers begin playing the instrumental music you recognized from your own graduation, peaking down at the field and seeing the green caps and gowns flow out in two uniformed lines. Taking a deep breath, you stand from your position and walk towards the stairs of the bleachers and stand by the faculty member that would lead you and the rest of the family members that are collecting other student’s diplomas who also couldn’t be here in person.
Watching the graduates take their seats, a tapping sound comes from the makeshift stage they set up on the field, watching Principal Higgins smile out to the crowd before looking down at the notes he placed on the podium.
“Good afternoon Hawkins High graduating class of 1986,” he welcomes, pausing as cheers erupt from the about to be former students, as well as the proud families situated on the bleachers. “You have come so far within the past four years, and given the circumstances that our town has faced, it is truly an honor to be standing in front of you all today as you start the next chapter of your lives. Each time you walked through the doors of Hawkins High School, you were determined and dedicated to learning and creating memories that will last a lifetime, so it is time to keep those close to your heart as you say goodbye to those high school years one last time.”
If only everyone who went here had lasting memories, you thought to yourself. It seemed as if he was pandering towards the popular crowd, speaking directly to those who experienced the “ultimate American high school experience”, which made the nausea settled in your stomach even worse. There are kids you know for certain that are in this very crowd of green caps and gowns who did not have the best time, having gotten bullied and ridiculed for the past four years while the administration turned a blind eye. Or there were others who have lost more than they could’ve imagined, and the painful memories of their high school years will stay with them in the darkest of ways.
“Before we begin the speeches and the passing out of diplomas, I want to take this time for the families of those who unfortunately did not make it to this ceremony today. The students who gave their life for this town have been such an incredible presence to not only our school, but our community. So to the families of these students, my sincerest apologies for your losses, and we would like to serve you with the diplomas that they worked so hard to earn over the years.”
Turning back, you look up at Wayne from where you were once seated, watching him hold the tissue close to his chest as he gently began to cry. He knew his nephew was not the most liked person, and you knew he just wished Eddie could be here to prove each and every person that ever doubted him wrong.
“Jason Carver,” Higgins says into the microphone. Scoffing, you keep your attention away from the stage for Eddie’s sake. Of all the people who couldn’t make it here today, you were the least bit sympathetic towards what happened to Jason after all those years of lies and physical violence he showed your Eddie. You also didn’t need to see his older brother, Jake, whom you graduated with a couple years back, act like all macho and pretend he is still the king of the school…even two years later.
“Chrissy Cunningham.”
You turn back to the stage, watching Chrissy’s mother walk up the stairs as she weeps with every step she takes. Taking the diploma from him, she and Higgins exchange a quick hug before another faculty member escorts her off the stage. You felt bad that Chrissy was caught in the crossfire of everything that went down. Being Vecna’s first victim in the recent attacks. But what really hurt was knowing that from the moment she was taken by the slimy creep, Eddie still blamed himself, wishing he knew sooner so he could’ve saved her from all this mess.
“Barbra Holland.”
You glance over at Nancy, who you spotted as you walked to your current position. Her big round eyes grew with sadness, looking down to her lap as you watch the guilt consume her. Yet another person you felt for, because if anyone would’ve been able to stop something from happening, it would be Nancy. At the same time, however, you think the loss made her the ferocious fighter that she is today, the anger and pain of losing Barb driving her to the strength and courage she has shown each time this shit keeps coming back, which you applaud.
As Patrick’s name is called, she looks back up and out to the crowd, fixating her big blue eyes right on you. Smiling ever so slightly, you through a gentle wave her way as she does the same, her dimples creeping onto her features as she shoots you a toothless smile. Maybe there was room to have some peace and happiness come out of this day-
“Eddie Munson,” Higgins says stalely in the microphone. The entire stadium falls silent, compared to how the other kids got cheers and claps. The quiet is all consuming, on top of hundreds of pairs of eyes glue onto your figure, staring blankly at your frozen figure.
Making your way to the stage, you carefully take each step one at a time, taking a deep breath in before walking towards Principal Higgins as his arm extends with the diploma in hand. You can almost hear Eddie’s voice edge you on, gaining more and more of a sense of pride as you inch further. “Almost there,” “Third time’s the charm,” you imagine him saying to you, a wide happy grin stretched on his cheeks as the victory of finally graduating reaches its destination.
“Who let the freak’s girlfriend on the field?” you hear someone ask from the sea of graduates. Ignoring it, you reach your hand out, mere inches from touching the rolled paper tied in a bright red bow. Now is the moment everything has led to, all the bullying and negative thoughts and perceptions Eddie endured within his last 6 years. This is what he’s been craving to achieve since last summer. This is-
“DING, DONG! THE FREAK IS DEAD”
“DEADIE MUNSON, DEADIE MUNSON!”
You halt. Frozen mid step as ice floods your system once again. A stabbing pain begins permeating throughout your chest, trying your best to tune the horrible chants and phrases out before the words are replaced with a long ringing in your ears. It feels hard to breathe as you stand there, all the eyes of the administration, parents, and graduates looking at you like some form of entertainment, waiting on the edge of their seats to see what your next move will be. It felt embarrassing, which you could only assume was the goal. They had no problem continuing to tease Eddie, even after his death.
Finally finding the strength again, you take a deep breath before turning around, eyes locking on the podium as the rage inside you begins to bubble. Principal Higgins immediately steps to the side, the fearful look in his eyes telling you he had no issue with what you were about to do. Hell, now it made you think he was scared of Eddie after all those years instead of just simply hating him.
You plant yourself in front of the stand, looking out at all the laughing bodies that fill the stands and the chairs splayed out on the grass field. Their immaturity was telling, acting as if they weren’t taking the next step into adulthood in just a few minutes. There were only a few who didn’t join in with the laughter, which made your heart feel something for the first time in a while. Nancy was looking at you sympathetically, as did Robin and Jeff within the sea of green below you. As for in the crowd, Steve’s eyebrows furrowed as a frown rests on his lips, looking over at the gaggle of children who were also silently sending your their respects. Having them by your side in the crowd was giving you some much needed courage, allowing for you to take another breath before feeling ready to finally air your grievances.
“How dare you,” you say quietly into the microphone. The crowd is once again silent, the careless dickheads that were just taunting you freezing in place and stopping their sentences. You don’t care about the dirty looks the faculty members on stage with you are shooting you, the rage inside your chest is bubbling faster and faster made it impossible to let the cruelty slide.
“How dare you all sit there and talk so poorly about someone who is no longer here. Each and every one of you have no idea the pain Eddie’s friends and family have been through with his loss, and you sitting there and making jokes of it all is the cruelest thing any of you have done to that man,” you tell him, looking around the crowd and singling out those you know are responsible. “You all didn’t know Eddie for who he truly was. Instead you judged him for who you thought he was because of his looks, or his surface level interests. Like god forbid someone prefers to go crazy over metal music and a fantasy game instead of pop hits and sports games. Eddie never believed in everyone liking the same stuff, he embraced his interests and bonded with people who were different like him, all because you assholes judged him for years and made him think that, for the longest time, it wasn’t okay.”
“You have no idea what kinds of things Eddie gave for this town. A town that hated him and made his life a living hell for nearly twenty one years. All the shit he went through as a child, all the humiliation you all put him through in middle and high school. All because he didn’t conform to the bullshit suburban standard all of you were brainwashed into thinking was okay thanks to your parents, who are sitting in the crowd and judging him alongside the rest of this graduating class,” you pause, taking a breath and wiping a tear away. “Eddie gave his life trying to save this town, wanting to prove to you all that he wasn’t a coward or that he wasn’t some evil being you all made him out to be. He was the most amazing person I’ve ever met and I almost feel sorry for you all that you never got to know Eddie for who he really was. He protected and cared so deeply for the people he was closest with and…and I miss him so much. He should’ve been here to accept this diploma, to show you all that he could do it and laugh in the faces of all who doubted him. But instead, I’m here accepting my dead boyfriend’s diploma, so I’ll leave you with my final thoughts.”
“I hope you all know that your years of torment will come back to bite you. Good luck on whatever endeavors life throws your way, and go fuck yourselves,” you spit out into the microphone. Feeling like it was the most appropriate thing to do, you turn to Principal Higgins, flip him the bird, and run off the stage. As you walk towards the exit of the stadium, you spot Wayne rising from his spot in the stands, nodding with a smile as he begins his journey to the front gate, your purse in his hand.
The heavy weight that strained your breathing has finally lifted from your chest, the relief of getting your true feelings off your plate and expressing that so openly has you walking with so much more confidence and ease. You didn’t care what the people in the stadium thought about you are your impromptu speech, because the students of Hawkins High, and a majority of the citizens of Hawkins, were no longer of importance to you, not that they were that much to begin with. You had Wayne, Dustin, and eventually the rest of your friends now that you’re starting to deal with the grief in a healthy way.
Smiling at Wayne, he hands you your purse and begins walking with you out of the gate, his arm around your shoulder as you quickly walk towards his truck. It made your heart warm to see Wayne’s approval of the scene you caused on stage, knowing the fear of his disapproval has already been bubbling in your stomach for the past week. But for a reserved man, he sure did like to see a show of things every once in a while and have a good laugh about it later. Hopping into his truck, you buckle your seatbelt and hand Wayne Eddie’s diploma, smiling as you see the proof of his high school success sitting right in front of you.
“Now what would Eddie want to do to celebrate?” I think we should honor him by spending the rest of the day basking in the accomplishment in the truest form of Eddie.”
“Well I can think of a few things, but those are definitely not on my list,” Wayne jokes, making you chuckle.
“How about going over to the music store and buying a couple of tapes? Then we can stop and get a six-pack at the store and a few snacks and just spend the rest of the day doing nothing. I think that’s the tamest thing he would do,” you suggest.
With a nod, Wayne changes the gear of the truck and pulls out of his space and down the parking lot of the high school, entirely missing a long haired shadow peer from around the back of the school’s brick building.
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i need someone to talk to me like the eddie anon talks with you because damn 😩
YESSSS OMG! i’ve even tried to get them to spread their love, because everyone deserves a little piece 🥺
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🖤 🧡🧛🏽♀️for being a badass with a good heart, have a pair of fangs to bite your favorite mutuals! 🧛🏽♀️🧡🖤 (Pass it on to your favs)
sav, you beautiful bby, thank you! ily 🖤
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omg i'm also planning to go shopping! i also have a dinner with a friend lined up but otherwise nothing wild
Dinner with friends are always nice! I hope we both get to go shopping
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happy birthday!
Thank you so much :)
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Anon 🎨 Request: So, this is based off a dream I had, please excuse the overall everywhere-ness lolBasically, you are from our universe, with the show and everything, but you are somehow able to freely go to the Stranger Things universe whenever you want. So you went frequently and you were there for every major event that happened in the show, including season 4, only in the ST universe Nancy's plan worked, the gates got closed, and nobody died. You were close to everyone in the group, and had gotten to really know Eddie during everything, developing a major crush, but he was the only one who didn't know you were from another universe. So after the events of everything, during a celebration of just being alive, you decide to tell him all about our universe, the show, the fans, everything so he's in the loop. Only he gets sad because he thinks you're leaving again, but you had decided to stay once and for all once you had met him, because you felt more at home in a different universe with him than you did in ours. I'm sorry if this is confusing, my mind comes up with the strangest stuff 😅
Warnings: just fluff
Pairing: gn!reader x Eddie Munson
Word count: 1.9k
Notes: ooo bestie, this one had my gears turning! I hope you love this! I feel like this could be a whole series so like, pls lemme know if you’d be down for this as a series! I felt bad only making this 1.9k words, but I didn’t want to get too lengthy either! I hope you enjoy!
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The first time you did it, it had been a complete accident. One minute you were walking the halls of your high school, feeling utterly alone, and the next you were in Hawkins High, the high school from your favorite t.v. show. It was as if your subconscious granted a wish you were unaware you made. You stumbled, nearly tripping at the sudden change in universes.
Two hands had reached out to catch you, helping steady you on your feet. You looked up to see a guy about your age with great, voluminous hair.
“Woah, careful there, don’t want to ruin your pretty face,” he chuckled, instantly flirting with you. He was pretty cute, but not your type.
“Thank you,” you replied, offering him a polite smile.
“So, are you new here? I don’t think I’ve seen you around, and I know I’d remember.”
“Something like that,” you offer mysteriously. He laughed, and was about to say something else- probably flirtatious- when suddenly a shriek from the other end of the hall snagged his attention.
“Steve!” It was Dustin, his arms raised in the air.
“What Dustin?” Steve yelled back, his voice cracking slightly, aggravated that the little punk was distracting him from the beautiful person in front of him.
Dustin motioned for him to come down there, so Steve turned to you, apologized saying he’d be back, and jogged off.
You snickered to yourself, still in shock that you just had a conversation with the Steve Harrington. If only your friends back home could see you now.
After that interaction, you had found a way to sneak off into the Stranger Things universe whenever you pleased. You were there for all of the events of the first three seasons that you, in turn, watched in your own world, reminiscing all of the events you had experienced.
It wasn’t until the mall fire that you grew closer to Dustin, helping him and Erica sneak through the vents to find help for Steve and Robin. He had appreciated your help, as the anxiety of keeping Erica alive was almost too much for him to bear- though he’d never admit it.
That’s how you ended up here, during the next school year, sitting next to Dustin and Mike at the Hellfire Club table. Gareth and Jeff had given you confused looks as they sat down. They were just about to ask who you were, when he sat down at the head of the table. He eyed you curiously, before looking to Dustin and Mike for an explanation.
“This is y/n, they’re a friend of ours,” Mike spoke up, nudging you to say something.
“I’m y/n,” you repeated, giving him a small smile.
“Do you play?” He asked, not wanting to accept you just yet.
“Dungeons and Dragons? No…” you said sheepishly. “They haven’t been able to teach me yet.”
“Well, you can sit with us for lunch if you have nowhere else to sit, but you can’t come to our campaigns.” Eddie laid the rules out, which made you feel embarrassed, but you accepted your fate if eating lunch with the Hellfire Club.
Things were going great… until Eddie was deemed a monster by the town, blaming him for the death of Chrissy Cunningham. Eddie went on the run, and you were in charge of bringing him food and water- beer, at Reefer Rick’s house.
As Eddie got used to the idea of you being around, he grew very fond of you. Often, he would ask for you to stay the night with him, so he didn’t have to sleep alone. You agreed, though the two of you did little sleeping. You stayed up, talking about any and everything, attempting to mask the dire situation with mundane small talk. It worked.
“I like you, y/n. You make the world feel… less scary.” He had said, giving you a soft smile. In the soft, white glow of the moonlight, he looked angelic. A beautiful contrast to the dark look he preferred.
“I’m glad I could be of service,” you chuckled, punching open another beer tab.
You had debated telling him about your world, how you had visited and saw the effect he had back home on the lost ones watching. But you held off. Now was probably not the type to sound completely insane to this man.
As the events continued, you joined Eddie and Dustin in distracting the Demobats in the Upside Down.
When they started to pour in through the vents of Eddie’s Trailer, you panicked, sending Dustin back into Hawkins, wanting to keep him safe. Eddie motioned for you to follow Dustin, but a screech in the distance stopped you dead in your tracks.
It wasn’t going to work.
You looked to Eddie, who was thinking the same thing. Quickly, the two of you cut the rope, sending Dustin into a panic. You raced outside, grabbing the bikes and taking off. The demobats followed you, swarming you as you biked to a safe distance from the trailer.
“We’re heroes today, y/n,” Eddie yelled over the screeching of the bats.
“No running away,” you responded, grabbing your weapon and shield off your back. You hopped off the bike, and began furiously fighting the bats off with Eddie. You managed to escape getting bitten, as did Eddie. But there were still so many.
You were getting breathless, the effort of waving the shield and stabbing the bats that came near taking a toll on you. Eddie was growing weary too, his moves getting lazier as he missed a bat coming for his stomach.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, the bats fell in a circle around you and Eddie, just as Dustin had made it around the trailer, screaming for the two of you. You fell to the ground out of pure exhaustion. Eddie rushed to your side, Dustin hobbling as fast as he could in the distance.
“A-are you alright?” Eddie stuttered as he tried catching his breath. You put a thumbs up, before taking a deep breath.
“Yeah, I think so. Are you?”
“Yeah, y/n... I’m alright,” he whispered, kissing the top of your head.
“Holy shit you guys, I can't even begin to tell you how utterly stupid that was of you two! I’m so disappointed, I just can't believe you would leave me there!” Dustin droned on in the background once he finally made it up to you guys. But regardless of how frustrated he was, he knelt beside you giving you a tight hug. He was so thankful you made it out safely. You were like the sibling he never had.
Later, after you had met up with the other groups to check in, to make sure everyone was okay, you were back in Hawkins with Eddie. He still had to be in hiding, unsure how the people of Hawkins would feel about him still. The two of you had found an abandoned cabin in the woods to hang out in. It was a little dusty, but nothing that couldn’t be cleaned up easily.
Eddie had gone outside to gather wood for a fire, while you were straightening the floor of the living room up, spreading a blanket out for the two of you to sit on.
You knew now was the time to tell Eddie where you were really from. The fans, the show, everything. You had a tough decision to make. Do you go back home, where you’re not appreciated… or do you stay here, with the family you had grown to love and be a part of? Every time you went back home, you felt alone, misunderstood. You always knew you didn’t belong, but everyone told you that was just teen angst.
Now, you didn’t believe that. You didn’t belong because you weren’t meant to be there. You were meant to be here, in Hawkins, Indiana. You were meant to be here with Eddie. You were sure of it. So, why did it feel so nerve-wracking to tell him?
“Hey,” Eddie pulled you out of your thoughts as he came back in, throwing a pile of wood in front of the fireplace. He began putting piece by piece in, before snagging his lighter out of his pocket.
It took him a couple of tries, but he finally got the fire started. When he settled back onto the blanket next to you, you could feel your nerves heightening again. He noticed the shift in tension, and turned to you.
“Everything okay?”
No, everything was not okay. What if he wanted to see your world? Could he even do that?
“I don’t know,” you whispered, unsure how to go about this.
He waited patiently, until you gathered the nerve to tell him. His hand was softly tracing the back of your hand.
“I’m not from here,” you blurted out, immediately regretting that.
“Okay? So, where are you from, like Illinois or something?” He asked, chuckling slightly as he didn’t understand why that made you nervous to tell him.
“No… like, I’m kind of from the future? But in another universe too?”
Eddie looked at you like you grew three heads.
You went on to explain that where you’re from, this is a popular television show that had been streaming for years, and one day you had accidentally found a way to astral project into it. Eddie watched you cautiously as you explained, surprisingly keeping his face still as he ran through all the emotions of finding out he was fake… yet real.
“And the fans, Eddie, my god do they love you. You make people feel seen, feel included. You’ve awakened so many people’s inner child for them to heal, you have no idea the effect you have. You’re not Eddie “the freak” Munson to them. You are so much more than that. You are someone's favorite character, favorite story.”
You studied his face as you finished explaining. Now it was your turn to wait patiently while he stomached all of this new information you gave him. A worried look flashed across his face.
“So, does that mean you have to go back?” He asked, his voice laced with desperation and sadness.
“Not unless I want to,” you answered.
“And do you? Want to?”
A beat passed before you finally responded, easing his anxiety.
“No. I think I want to stay here, with you and everyone else. Back home, I just feel like a burden to everyone. Here, I feel wanted, special even.”
“Because you are, and anyone who doesn’t see that is stupid.” Eddie said, cupping your cheeks in his hands. You smiled, as he squished your cheeks.
“Thank you,” you whispered, happy he didn’t have an existential crisis like you thought he would.
“Okay but wait, so I have fans?” He asked, bewildered. Maybe you spoke too soon on the existential crisis….
“Yes, loads of them.”
He thought about this for a second, basking in the idea that he, Eddie “the freak” Munson, was popular in another universe.
Who would have known?
“Alright, my little alien,” he chuckled over his new nickname for you that made you roll your eyes.
“Eddie, I am not an alien,” you giggled, pushing his arm gently.
“I got it- I’m teaching you Dungeons and Dragons and your character will be a pretty alien who comes to entice the men of the realm.”
“Oh my god, Eddie stop!”
But you were laughing, and you were genuinely happy you had met the big dork in front of you.
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