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augustjustice · 7 months

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“Look–I’ll do it, okay? Problem solved.”

“You’ll do what exactly, Harrington?” Eddie asks, quirking an eyebrow at Steve in confusion.

Which is ridiculous, since they were literally just talking about Eddie’s new…condition, what to do about feeding. There had been plenty to eat in the Upside Down, at least according to Eddie–Steve tried not to think about that too hard–but, now, he was topside again.

(And thank fuck for that, words still weren’t quite enough to express the palpable relief Steve had felt when his and Dustin’s half-assed rescue mission hadn’t gone to shit.)

Unfortunately, being a miraculously-back-from-the-dead fugitive didn’t leave him with a ton of options. Casa de la Harrington wasn’t exactly prime hunting ground, especially when he had to lay low.

“I’ll, you know,” Steve lets out a huff, exasperated he has to spell this out, and slaps the side of his neck, “let you drink from me. It’s like…I don’t know, donating blood, or something. Not a big deal.”

Eddie’s eyes have widened, chocolate brown and big as saucers. Steve would laugh, except he worried he’s going to have to keep arguing the point, and he’s really not in the mood.

“It’s, uh. It’s really not like that, Stevie boy,” Eddie argues, but Steve notices the way his gaze drops to Steve’s throat, now, like he can’t quite resist.

“I’m serious, Eds. I’ve got it, you need it. So just,” he tilts his head to the side, exposing his neck to Eddie, the vein pulsing with his heartbeat, “take what you want.”

Those must be the magic words, because the next thing he knows, Eddie’s there, head dipping. Steve can feel it when those sharp incisors descend–he’s seen Eddie’s fangs, but it’s a totally different experience, having them suddenly pressed against his skin. Between one breath and the next, Eddie’s teeth sink in.

And–oh.

Yeah, Eddie was totally right. It really isn’t anything like giving blood.

There’s a sting to it, of course there is, but underneath that frisson of pain, there’s a rushing, heady sense of pleasure. Eddie’s lips are warm and wet, and his tongue laps lightly over Steve’s pulse where he’s literally drinking Steve in.

It’s intimate, close in a way Steve’s only ever been when girls and sex were involved. But this is even more intense than that, because Eddie’s pressed so close to him, basically sharing his life force, and something about that makes Steve’s head spin, his cock stiffening in his jeans as a thrum of arousal shoots through him.

Unable to stop himself, Steve lets out a groan.

“Shit!” Eddie pulls himself back far enough to yelp, eyes scanning over Steve. “Christ, man, did I hurt–?”

With a yank, Steve crushes their mouths together, the taste of his own blood metallic on Eddie’s tongue. Then, he tilts his chin up again in offering.

“No, just–don’t stop.”

This time, Eddie doesn’t.

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #kas!eddie #steddiemicrofic #steddiemicroficoctober #my writing #my stuff #my things

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stuckwthem · 2 years

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hii could you do joseph quinn comforting you after watching the finale pls😭😭😭😭

hell yeah!!! i'm so happy with this request but makes me wanna cry so bad 😭 hope you like, love xx

joseph comforting you after watching the finale | fluff

t/w: SPOILERS AHEAD. eddie's d word.

summary: joe trying to cheer you up after watching the finale.

authors note: really hope you like it! requests are open! i'm so sorry if is trashy :/

p.s: english isn't my first language.

i felt the need to put this fucking photo and bless y'all eyes. god i'm so in love.

you never thought that you could cry so much over fictional characters until stranger things 4 came out. you were having one of the biggest breakdowns in your life while eddie was dying and just couldn't stop crying until the end of the episode. you finished it absolutely sobbing, mumbling some words about how unfair all of that was.

you could see some tears running on joseph face too, but by the fourth time you were replaying eddies and max's deaths he started to chuckle. his hands were on your hair as your head is laying on his leg, stroking slowly the whole time. you turned your head to look at him, offended with how much he started to laugh. he stared you back in absolut awe, thinking how cute you looked with a red nose.

"i can't believe they did this." you exclaimed, lifting up your body and sitting by his side on the sofa. a hiccup left your mouth and you felt more ridiculous as he smiled.

"oh hun, i can't believe you are crying this bad!" he says with a soft tone, hiding a smile, tucking a lock of your hair behind your ear.

”did you watched it? of course i'm devasted! i mean, they're just kids! eddie didn't deserve it!” you whined, looking at him with disbelief.

he also had a sad expression and tears in his face all the time while watching it, you could see how much this role had affect him. it was possible to see how proud he was by the glow in his eyes. you felt like your chest could explode with so much pride.

"plus, it was almost to like…watch you die." you almost whisper, a bit ashamed with how emotional you could get towards him. he looked at you worried, frowning, not wasting any time to hug you.

joe has big arms, a soft chest and loving hands so when he cuddles you against his body everything seems to calm down inside you. you rest your head on his neck curve, sniffing.

"wait, no, darling, are you kidding me? i'm right here, see? blood and flesh and i ain't going nowhere. it's okay, we're good" his british accent gets so heavy when he is caught by surprise and right now you just wanna melt with the vibration his voice makes as you're laying in his chest. "and don't worry, i'll make sure eddie has metal and d&d wherever he are"

joseph grabs your hands when you lift your head to look at him with a pouty face. he is trying to not laugh, so the upside down smile he gives makes you smile with him. joe brings your hands up to his lips, kissing the back of both of them, looking into your eyes with most careful gaze. he just keeps there, holding you for at least thirty minutes as you don't stop rambling about how good actors those kids are and discussing all theories that came into your mind. joe just nods and add comments between your monologue, slowly starting to rant with you.

"but the kas theory is the best one" he says, with widening eyes, totally deluded as he happily talks non-stop about eddie, with passion in his eyes. "c'mon, that kid as a vampire? would be mental!"

"hm mrs. quinn, you're getting too excited with this idea, got something to share with the class?" you murmur, suspiciously. he smirks at you, denying with his head.

"hey, i'm just saying" the curly-head shrugs, raising hands in surrender. you squint your eyes at him and joe laughs at your distrust "you know, i kinda like the ideia of being a vampire"

his tongue walks through inside his cheek, holding a teasing smile. you breathe in heavily, feeling a little dizzy and euphoric with only the ideia.

"oh yeah?" your shoulders push him playfully, and for a moment is possible to see the unknown glimpse that passes through his eyes.

"you know what?" joseph asks, leaning towards you. a strong scent of soap and a after bath lotion entering your nostrils, intoxicating your sistem. "you would be my first victim"

you don't even have time to protest when he attacks your neck, kissing the sensitive area frantically. his lips move up to your jaw and then your face, leaving a kiss on every speck on your cheeks. your chuckles mixed with his echoes on his apartment, just like the sweet nothings both of y'all say between the burst of laughter.

"feel better, gorgeous?" he asks, pulling his face a bit back from yours when he stops, just to have a better look of your tearful and red face, analysing every aspect of it.

you nod with a soft grin and he smiles back, hugging you again before cupping the sides of your face in his big hands, squeezing gently your cheeks.

"i'll make us a cup of tea" and then he presses a delicate kiss on the top of your nose, leaving you in absolutely awe.

#eddie munson fluff #eddie munson #stranger things #headcanon #fanfic #imagine #josephquinn #eddie munson x reader #joseph quinn x reader #stranger things fluff

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bettysupremacy · 2 years

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Hear me out.....

Eddie dressed as a vampire for Halloween meets reader dressed up as someone bit by a vampire. They meet after some stuff goes down with readers date (who totally didn't wanna go with reader).

I heard you out.. and it’s the best thing I’ve ever done. This idea was adorable adorable adorable, thx for your req. Thanks Lynn for reading again, I should really compensate you for your work, put you on a payroll. @simpingrat

Warnings: reader is drunk, teenage drinking, cursing, Eddie being a major flirt, reader has a sister, her name is Sarah, mostly fluff I think.

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He’s been watching her the whole party. The way her white skirt swooshed around her thighs, the way her knee socks hugged her calf’s, the bright red lipstick painting the pretty mouth that’s curved into a frown.

She’s hanging off the arm of a blonde girl dressed as Barbie, and she has been ever since he arrived.

Every couple minutes Barbie looks down at the sulking girl, patting her head, before going back to her conversation with Ken.

It was pitiful to watch really. He didn’t know that made the pretty girl so blue, but he sure did want to. He had arrived later to the party, so if something had happened, he’d missed it.

When he looks back at her, she’s looking around the party. Doe eyes flitting from place to place. There’s something in her eyes that he can’t place, claustrophobia, maybe? He watches curiously as she whispers something in her friends ear, and slips away. Where is she going? It wouldn’t be weird if he followed her, right?

He couldn’t just ignore the fate of all this. The prettiest girl he’s ever seen, at a party that he’s at, wearing a matching costume.

No it’s not weird at all.

So he follows her. Through the sea of drunk teenagers in the hallway, out the front door, that was blocked by a couple making out, down the front lawn- where is she going?

She drops to sit on the curb, In front of a parked BMW. Faintly, as he walks up to her, he thinks he can hear her talking to herself, but it’s so low he can only catch bits and pieces.

“-Sarah’s gonna be so-“ whine “-mad she’s gonna be so mad.”

Who’s Sarah? Barbie?

He touches his hand to her shoulder and the poor girl flinches out of her skin. Her hands fly to her face, covering her eyes, and cowering from him.

She whimpers, “Please don’t bite me.”

It catches him so off guard, he flinches back himself.

“Woah- careful. I don’t bite.” He holds back from flirting unless you want me to.

She peaks through her fingers “You’ve got fangs.”

“They’re fake, see?” Eddie opens his mouth, pointing to wear he glued the fake fangs in. “Nothing to worry about, plus, you’re already bit.”

She ignores the last part of his sentence. “Those are cool.”

“Courtesy of Spirit Halloween.” He stands there awkwardly. Should he sit?

Fuck it. He sits down besides her, exhaling hard. There’s a long moment of silence, the only thing being heard is the wind shaking trees around them. It takes a second for him to realize that she’s looking at him confused.

“What are you doing?”

“Sitting.”

“Over here?”

“Yes.”

She reluctantly accepts it, opening her mouth to say something, but ultimately turning her head down, staring at the way she kicks her Mary Janes together.

“Why’re you moping?” He asks.

“My date left with Madonna.”

No boyfriend? “Oh, I see. Do you want to talk about it?”

She looks mildly offended. Shit.

“Look, Mr.- Mr. Vampire. I don’t know who yo-“

“Mr. Vampire?”

She frowns, “You’re a vampire.”

“I’m Kas.”

“Who’s Kas?”

“A character from D&D.”

“What’s D&D?” She pronounces it real slow like ‘D and D’. He decides that’s the cutest thing he’s ever heard.

“What’s your name?” He counters.

“Y/N.”

“Y/N? That’s a pretty name.”

He’s gotten her to smile. “It is?”

“Oh yeah,” Eddie draws out. “It would make a killer D&D name.”

“Really?” She’s kneading her fingers together, giddy from the compliment, even if she doesn’t know what D&D is.

“Totally! Like, my name is Eddie the banished, but you could be like Y/N.. Y/N the bitten!”

She looks at him, confusion clouding her eyes. “The bitten?”

He smiles at her fondly, bringing his hand up, so he can tap his index finger to her poorly drawn bite marks.

“Oh!” It hits her so suddenly, he can’t help but to laugh at her delayed giggles. “Y/N the bitten, that’s so good!”

“I’m glad you think so, sweetheart.”

The silence between them is comfortable, blanketing over them and protecting them from the cold air of Halloween night in Indiana.

She breaks the silence first. “It was only a first date”

“Oh?”

“My friend set us up. He was kind of mean.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.” He can’t offer anything better, too busy feeling guilty for the way his eyes transfix on her skirt again, watching the way it inches higher and higher as she bounces her knees anxiously.

Don’t be a dick. He reaches over and pulls her skirt closer to her knees.

She doesn’t seem to realize why he did that, eyes catching on his rings.

“I thought silver hurt vampires.”

“Can I tell you a secret?”

She gives him a look so genuine, it makes his chest hurt.

“I can keep a secret.”

He nods solemnly, “They aren’t real silver.”

“No?”

“Unfortunately.”

“I won’t tell anyone. I promise.”

“I trust you.”

And he does.

He looks at her again. She’s swaying a little, and Eddie feels something surge through him, but he can’t quite make out the emotion. She’s more inebriated then he thought she was.

“Are you feeling okay?”

She sniffles, wiping her nose with the back of her hand. “I’m so drunk.”

“I can tell, sweetheart. That punch smelled like it could knock out a grown man.”

She giggles something incoherently and he smiles something close to bemused.

“Are you saying I’m bigger then a grown man?”

“Don’t put words in my mouth.”

“Okay, Kas.”

She’s smiling at him so brightly, he has to look away, grinning at the ground and kicking a pebble on the wet asphalt.

“D’you wanna try it?”

He glances up. “Your punch?”

“Mhm.” She lifts the solo up to his mouth.

He gives her a playful look, “No, I do not.”

“C’mon, you can’t even taste the alcohol! It’s like.. punchy.”

She holds one hand to his chin to keep it in place, and the other on the cup, trying to get the liquid past his lips.

Holy shit it’s terrible. It’s actually so bad. It burns down his throat, and he realizes why the girl next to him is so inebriated. You can’t even taste the alcohol my ass.

He plays up his reaction, just to get a reaction out of her. He slaps his chest dramatically, coughing like he did when he smoked for the first time.

“That is the nastiest shit I’ve ever drank!”

It works. She’s in a giggle fit, covering her mouth.

“It’s not that bad.”

“No, it is! Who made that?”

“Clark Miller makes them every party.”

“Clark Miller is trying to poison you.”

“Probably.”

He watches as she brings the cup back to her lips and sips from right where his lips were, seconds prior.

If he weren’t so concerned for her, that might’ve been the hottest thing he’s ever seen.

“Okay, sweetheart,” he swipes the cup from her hand, placing it on the curb behind him. “You’ve had enough.”

She protests, grabby hands landing on his thighs, as she braces herself from him shielding her cup.

“That’s my drink.” She pouts up at him.

He’s almost a hundred percent certain that she usually gets her way with those big doe eyes. Shit, he almost gives in himself, but he can see right through them.

“Do you have a ride home?”

She’s taken aback. Those eyes always get her, her way.

“Hm?” He mumbles, tucking hair behind her ear, before he can stop himself.

She thinks, long an hard. So long he thinks she might’ve forgotten the question.

“Stacy was my ride, but she’s going home with her boyfriend.”

“Is that Barbie?”

“Yes. I told her not to go as Barbie, she’s got-”

She babbles as he thinks. Would she find it weird if he offered her a ride? He just wants to make sure she gets home safe.

“Do you want a ride home?” He cuts her off.

“Well of course I want a ride, but I don’t know anyone here but Stacy-“

He could laugh at the way his offer flew over her head.

“No, honey, I meant do you want me to give you a ride?”

That stumps her. He’s almost sure she’s going to say no when-

“What if you’re a real vampire?”

“What?”

“What if you’re a real vampire, and you’re just trying to get me alone with you to suck my blood?”

He laughs, loud and fond.

“Is your blood sweet?”

“I don’t know, ask the vampire that bit me.”

“If the answer is yes, I don’t know if I can keep a promise of not biting you.”

“Would it hurt?”

“Just a pinch,” he taps her neck again, “just like last time.”

He’s sure he knows what she’s thinking when she giggles and turns her head away, “All right, but no detours, kay?”

“Deal.”

He stands up, wiping off his jeans, before offering his hands to her.

He lets her use his weight to stand up, but he doesn’t let go of her hand as they walk to his car. He just doesn’t want her to fall. Yeah, that’s it.

He opens the passenger door for her, and pulls her skirt down a hair, so he can’t see the cotton of her underwear when she climbs in.

“What’s your address sweetheart?” He asks as he pulls out of the neighborhood. He’s looking at her in small increments, left hand on the top of the wheel as he focus’s on driving. His eyes zero on the way her eyebrows crease.

“Do you know know-?”

“333 Cherry dr.”

He knows exactly where that is. Eddie drove the kids here last year to trick or treat. They begged, pleated, compromised, with Eddie.

They give out full sized candy bars! It’s such a rich neighborhood! They don’t skimp like Mikes neighborhood! Steve has the night shift tonight!

Bunch of beggars, if you ask Eddie.

A startled, choked, noise leaves him. He’s not sure why he’s surprised. She was at the richest Halloween party on the upper side of Hawkins, and he was only there to sell.

“Your daddy a surgeon?”

“Lawyer.” She says, unaware of his teasing.

He must be a damn good one, he thinks as he pulls up to her home. It’s the kind of home he dreamt of living in with Wayne, when he was nine. The kind of home that always smells like fresh linens and house cleaner. Not the orange, citrusy, stuff that him and Wayne buy at dollar general, but the kind that you buy at- well, he doesn’t really know where you buy it.

He can imagine Y/N walking the halls that he sees through the windows. He can imagine her going to the kitchen and asking a maid to make her something to eat, and not being surprised when she gets home from school and there’s a basket of clean laundry sitting on a bed, that she didn’t make before she left, but is made now.

There’s a girl sitting on the front porch when he parks. She looks young, older then Y/N but younger then him, or else he would pull around and ask if she wanted help sneaking into the house. Pretty girl can’t get in trouble tonight, ‘specially not cause of him.

He puts the car in park, looking over at her, eyes scanning the way her knee nervously bounces when she realizes that they’ve made it to her home.

“S’my sister.” She slurs, trying to open the car door.

“I’ll help you hold on.”

He jumps out of the car, rounding the front, to open the door for her. As much as he found the sight of her failing to open the door amusing, his van is high up, and he wouldn’t have her falling into the grass of her lawn.

“Up you go- atta girl.”

They’re holding onto each other’s forearms, as he helps lift her out of the car.

Once he’s made sure her feet safely touch ground, he turns his head to her porch, seeing her sister stump out what looks to be a cigarette, and quickly hop down the stairs.

“Y/N, baby?”

Her head pops up like a dog called to attention.

“Yes?” She’s still clinging onto Eddie’s arms.

“Are you okay?”

“Clark’s party punch.”

“Oh,” She says, looking at Eddie suspiciously, and grabbing her sisters arms from him. “Can you stand?”

There’s a moment of silence before she nods. “Yes, don’t let go of my hands though.”

“Okay. Who’s he?”

Y/N turns to Eddie and her eyes light up, like she forgot he was standing there.

“Kas! He bit me, Sar.”

Sar. “Sarah’s gonna be so mad.” Makes sense now.

“He bit you?”

“No! I didn’t bite her. Our costumes are just matching.”

Sarah eyes him warily, eyes flitting between him and Y/N.

“I’m serious! I’m a vampire, and she’s a vampire.. victim.”

“Yeah okay. C’mon Y/N, baby, let’s get you inside.”

Eddie panics. Quick and reactively. “Wait!”

He scrambles to the driver side of his car, searching for a pen and something to write on. He can’t let her slip from him. He tears off of a piece of a his math test from last month, writing his contact information.

“Here,” He runs back around the car, curling it into Y/N’s hand, his breathing wild. “Stick that somewhere safe for me, okay? And check it in the morning.”

“Got it, g’night Kas.”

“Goodnight, sweetheart.”

Her sister rushes her inside, quietly, as to not disturb the very same parents who said Y/N had to be home at 10:30. It’s now 1:04.

The shushes, and whispered be quiet’s, don’t exactly hush a giggling Y/N though.

When she was on the steps of her porch, she peaked at the paper. He gave her his number.

“Did you see his hair, Sar?” She try’s to whisper, but there’s an inflection at several points in the sentence, when she accidentally giggles.

“Yes, very Bon Jovi.”

“Very Bon Jovi.” She agrees, not bothering to lower her voice anymore, and letting her sister change her into suitable pajamas while she babbles about the cute boy she met tonight.

She makes room as her sister climbs into bed next to her.

“You’re gonna have a raging headache tomorrow.” Sarah sighs as she gets comfortable.

“I hope I don’t forget him.”

“I won’t let you.”

“You won’t?”

“Nuh uh.”

Y/N’s hand blindly searches for her sisters, pinky begging for a promise.

The next morning brings blinding headaches and pathetic whines, as she pats her nightstand for aspirin that she was sure she left up there, but instead her hands meet a small crumbled paper. She flinches at the foreignness of it, but when she cracks her eyes open, an unwilling smile grows.

“Please call me, I’m begging.

Vampires like drive in movies too.

(618) 625-8313

-Mr. Vampire”

Is 8x + 2x - 5 in the corner?

#stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things 4 #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie x you #eddie munson x fem!reader #Eddie #eddie stranger things #fluff

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powderblueblood · 2 months

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eddie, ronnie and lacy go to a party and jason, carol and team have something to say about it. lacy will of course stand up for them and eddie is gunna be like ‘yeah she digs me’

god (and i mean this literally) but of course it’d be the christian pipsqueak.

so sayyy it’s a post steve and nancy breakup harrington rager and they’re in that weird nebulous stage where they’re like, ‘we can be friends, right?’ and nancy, naive is like, sure! and steve, desperate is like, totally!

so naturally nancy guilts lacy and ronnie along for moral support. and naturally still, lacy and ronnie go next to nowhere without eddie attached plus it’s a business opportunity for him.

lacy’s nervous, like white light white hot nervous, so she makes this whole to do about getting ready at ronnie’s trailer… not least of all because this is kind of her and eddie’s first major outing as a couple. as much as she doesn’t need to make a statement, she needs to make a statement.

and the statement is, ‘i love this man!’

she helps ronnie pick out a sufficiently gay little outfit, because you never know, and lacy herself emerges in a hot little something something that’s tight and glam and nipped in the right places.

(“i bet a lot of people are expecting you to show up in chains and fishnets.”

“well, a lot of people expect girls to trade out their entire personalities to match the person they’re… and that’s not me! so.”)

anyway, cue eddie groaning into a throw pillow soon as lacy steps foot outside of ronnie’s room. that’s the kind of reaction we’re looking for. a little commotion for the dress.

touching down at harrington’s compound, two different kinds of nerves hit. lacy’s, seeing as how she hasn’t been here since carol clocked her one and eddie’s, who grabs lacy’s wrist before they go in and looks at her wide-eyed and honest to god says, “do i look okay?”

“do you look okay?”

“yeah. just… yeah. i don’t know.”

“when have you ever worried about wh—“

“lace.”

so she looks at him. really looks at him in his tone-perfect cartoon character uniform getup, no different than always. then, oh. her heart ka-chunks. oh.

her fingers web tight with his and her head shake-shakes, but there’s a wicked grin on those snakebite scarlet lips.

“hey. munson up for me, wouldja?”

inside, your average outlet mall-styled bacchanal. jello shooters galore (you wonder if steve makes them himself). leading the charge, you maneuver toward the kitchen—and funnily enough, find that ronnie knows more people here than you thought.

“what? band’s crazy good for networking.”

but before any peace settles over the land and you can make you and eddie a triple whiskey something, a caw slices through the room.

“sorry—freak brigade doesn’t have jurisdiction here.”

jason carver. jasonnnn carverrrr, aryan nation incarnate with a real spotty saviour complex to boot.

eddie, over your shoulder, is twitchy. “told you this was a shitty ideaaaa…”

because, of course, eddie is used to lingering on the outskirts of parties like these for a quick escape, lest the very nature of his presence summon a beat down.

but fuck that, lacy thinks. they have just as much a right to be here as anybody else. more, even—nancy asked.

“carver, don’t you have some freshmen to proselytise to? i see the whole glory for god bit isn’t keeping you from scamming on your girlfriend.”

for her sake, you hope chrissy’s kept her curfew.

“you got a problem, slut?” like, is that his only line?

lacy nudges ronnie on the shoulder, pointing a painted finger at carver. “see? takes one to know one.”

“what did you say—“

he lurches toward them, barely restrained by patrick and carol. lacy throws her palm up—her free hand, because her other is locked tight in eddie’s. not letting go. putting herself between the them and the him.

“ah, ah, ah. who do you think you’re going for here—him?”

carver’s eyes flick to eddie, who hasn’t even said anything yet, he’s so goddamn tense. lacy pouts, shaking her head.

“please. you gotta get through me first, bible banger,” her voice drops, just so a snarling jason can hear. “and between you and me? i’ve learned some things.”

“i bet you have,” he spits, shuffling around a couple come on, dudes and they’re not worth it.

“better listen to your buddies, jase. go play ball!”

snarling, faltering, retreating. lacy catches an extra dirty look from carol as they move out to the patio, which she receives with a wink. woo! powerful!

ronnie hooks an arm around her neck, presses a kiss to her temple. “gee whizz, lacy, my hero! i would’ve liked to see you kick the shit out of him in those boots, though.”

and eddie, well. eddie’s no longer got that shelter dog look. eddie’s looking at her like she’s god.

“you,” he grabs her other hand, “you,” he hoists them into a waltzing position, “you…”

flush against eddie’s front, well. lacy can feel how appreciative he is.

“enough about me,” she purrs.

“bathroom?”

“please. master bedroom. they’ve got a water mattress.”

#powder room talk #anonymous #hai brainrot #edlacy #what again. elvis costello pump it up

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xenon-demon · 10 months

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WIP Weekend! 🖋️

So I've been tagged in various WIP games this week by @stobinesque @penny00dreadful and @steves-strapcollection - thank you all Very Much for the tags!! <3 (even if the tags were because I am an Enabler Of Fic, I recognise my true calling is to be a hype man and writing is my side gig lmao)

Anyway I have a reasonably free weekend this weekend and a BURNING DESIRE to get something ao3-ready. Also FYI these rules are a slightly modified version of the ones Sam (penny00dreadful) is using, because I am using the "Fuck It We Ball" approach and cobbling together all the various WIP games into something that will work for me.

🎆 Rules 🎆

In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can’t share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!

I am listing my WIP names as a poll; the poll will run for 24 hours and at the end I'll do the maths on how many votes each WIP received. I'll then set a goal to write 100 words per vote* for each WIP, and make a post of the vote breakdown for accountability! (*I may change this to be more than 100 words per vote if I don't get many votes in total.)

Snippet from "steve overstimulation projection manifesto" (SOPM) under the cut!

So yeah. Eddie can’t handle sudden change, big deal.

Steve can, for the most part; he's a lot more adaptable. No, Steve's weakness is people.

It took Eddie a while to realize it, and even then, he didn't truly understand until after they'd started dating. After all, how could the former King of Hawkins High possibly find socializing difficult? Eddie remembers all those bitter glances he used to shoot King Steve's way, jealous of how effortlessly he commanded the court of public opinion - not that he'd ever admit to it. But then Steve fell from grace, underwent more character growth than Eddie thought one man was capable of, and now Eddie knows the truth: uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. (Eddie is forever in debt to his freshman year English teacher for pointing him in the direction of the battered copy of the Complete Works of Shakespeare in Hawkins Public Library. If only poor Mr Collins knew Eddie was only interested so he could use it as inspiration for D&D campaigns.)

Steve is absolutely charismatic; he knows how to tell people exactly what they want to hear, or make them feel special in a way that keeps them coming back for more. The catch is it's an intentional act. It's a mask that Steve used to be terrified he could never take off, as he mournfully confessed to Eddie one night while sharing a joint in the trailer. As it turns out, Steve just needed better friends; with Robin, with the kids, with Eddie, he finds it so easy to just be himself. He doesn't have to censor himself or fret over what image he's presenting to the world, and can instead relax and actually enjoy the company. Steve's joked around with Eddie before that it's actually kind of good for their relationship that Steve used to have to try so hard - he knows how to flirt without even consciously thinking about it. What Steve doesn't know is that he could go into graphic detail about the shape of his toenails and Eddie would still be listening with hearts in his eyes.

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And now some tags, both for visibility and as an invitation to join in if you'd like to/aren't already doing a writing game for the weekend! <3

@sailing-through-hawkins @onirislanding @inairbinad @eriquin @scarcrossdlvrs @patchworkgargoyle

#steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #steve x eddie #steddie fic #wip weekend #autistic steve harrington #<- is The Deal with SOPM. i promise i'll give it a real title soon <3 #also YES I still have some WIP game asks in my inbox and YES I do live in shame #unironically the hardest part is choosing what snippet to hand out lmao

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steddieas-shegoes · 1 year

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Can I ask what Kas!Eddie means? I’ve come across it a lot but I’ve never found a post explaining,, like I get it’s vampire Eddie but yeah what is Kas??

Oh my friend!!! Let me just be totally honest, I’m not gonna be able to give you a well rounded answer so I hope someone does.

I have never played D&D and really only learned what was necessary to know what the hell the kids and Eddie were talking about in the show. My best friend is showing me and Liam how to play someday but my brain heard math and said “😬😬😬 you can do the math for me tho right” and that’s been that.

But shortly after the end of season 4, everyone was like “we’ve done this before, Eddie isn’t dead” and came up with a bunch of theories (all of them very interesting, though many were extremely unlikely). The one that stuck around the most is that he’s coming back as Kas the Bloody Handed. In a very uneducated nutshell, Vecna turns him into his ultimate weapon (a master of puppets if you will 👀) for the creatures of the upside down. But in the lore, Kas turns on Vecna in order to gain his power, kills him with a sword I don’t know the name of but it’s like the Ultimate Sword of Vengeance or something.

He’s basically a vampire that’s got upside down creature tendencies. Not a cute vampire by any means, way WAY less human than what fiction has always given us for examples of vampires.

I hope this helps a bit! Again, I don’t know everything here, I just know what little I need to understand the theories! If anyone wants to add or correct me, please feel free!

#eddie munson #kas!eddie #ask

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bread52487 · 3 months

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This is an idea I had, so. Enjoy ig? It's probably gonna be a one shot unless ppl like it and I get more ideas. Uhm, in this universe I'm writing in for plot reasons the rifts from the end of season 4 didn't happen as bad. They still happened, and it still shook things up enough. A pretty decent earthquake basically. But it didn't split the town like a bad relationship.

There are still some sizeable rifts, but basically it's a universe where they either killed vecna or just hurt him enough he went crawling into a hole somewhere before he could finish doing his big bad things and split the earth open totally. Just some bigger than normal hellportals.

Also I have no clue what to call this lol.

⚠️ warning for relatively cannon typical blood and violence and bullying. Also descriptions including kinda gross sounding words lol. ⚠️

Tags: fix-it, steddie, pre-steddie, humor (?. Idk am I funny?), cannon divergence, vampire Eddie (sorta), kas Eddie (also sorta), weird Demobat hybrid Eddie (yeah mostly that)

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The Upside Down was the same as it had been last time Steve was here, and the time before that. It was still and quiet, like a photograph of the town from the day the first gate had opened. A snapshot of Hawkins through some fucked up filter. The ash still rained as it always did, and the sky was red and angry as it always was. Your shoes still stuck to the ground just enough that it was difficult when you walked.

Steve didn't want to be back here. But, Dustin had insisted.

The Kid had come racing into Family Video that way he'd done a month prior, kicking off the start of the latest season of "What's The Hell Dimension Under Ours Gonna Spit At Us This Time?" His bike was left abandoned on the sidewalk, back wheel spinning idly and kickstand forgotten.

The first thing Steve had noticed was the guitar slung across Dustin's back. It was a Warlock. Eddie's Warlock.

One of the thinner strings was snapped and curling, bouncing as Dustin hunched over trying to catch his breath and talk at the same time. His words were incoherent, but he kept trying until Robin finally stopped him.

"Breathe first. Then speak." She rolled a water bottle to Dustin across the counter, and glanced at Steve. A wordless look that was aimed right to Steve's crossed arms and narrowed eyes. Asking him is he was really going to scold Dustin.

He was.

Steve waited till Dustin was done drinking-- Because yes, Steve Harrington is a decent human being and isn't gonna yell at the kid when he's got a mouthful of water and can't defend himself-- and then bore down on him. A glare directly at the ash still settled in Dustin's hair.

"Didn't I tell all of you to stay away from The Gates? Because I'm pretty sure I did."

"But-"

"You could have gotten stuck! Or attacked by something in there. Not to mention you could've brought back something. How would you feel if someone else's cat got eaten because of some hitchhiker you brought from Hell?"

"I had to bring back something! Before I couldn't anymore." Dustin huffed, struggling with the guitars strap for a second before sliding it gently onto the counter.

It was covered in dust and ash, minus the spots Dustin had grabbed it, but otherwise it looked the same. Just like it had when it's owner left it in the parallel trailer park a month ago.

Robin warily eyed a spattering of... something across the body of the Warlock. "Dude. That thing is probably covered in all sorts of diseases.

"It's- Well, actually it might be. But... it's also all I- we have left..."

Some of the tension bled from Steves shoulders. He understood. He still woke up every night with a sour taste in his mouth and his eyes burning, a memory painted behind his eyelids of having to pry Dustin, broken eyes and going voice, from the body of someone Steve wished he'd known sooner. That hadn't gotten wrapped up in this. That might be here if he were luckier. Of telling Dustin they had to leave the body, because they were running out of time. Because they couldn't grieve yet, because they had to go. And leave Eddie behind.

Robin though, turned her skeptical look to Dustin. "And that's all you brought back. Right?"

"Wh- Yes!" Robin raised her eyebrow, "... Okay. I did go down for him originally but... I couldn't find him..."

"...Are you sure you were looking in the right spot?"

"You think I would forget where he was?" Dustin spat, and Robin held her hands up.

"Hey, I'm just saying"

"Well, yes. I was. I'm sure. His blood was there, but... he and the dead Demobats were all gone."

Silence. Then Robin looked at Steve, eyes wider and jaw clenched. Steve gave her the same look, already shedding his uniform vest.

He and Robin had already talked about this. About going down and bringing Eddie back. They'd been planning since El had walked into Family Video about a week after the earthquake. She'd told them that the Gates were closing. That she had already told the rest of The Party. That her and Dustin had already been tracking it, but there wasn't any consistency in the speed at which they closed only that they were closing, and it was unpredictable and unstoppable.

El had then rented a movie, because apparently Max had suggested she watch Carrie and she was already at the video store, and then left. Leaving Steve and Robin with partially eaten sandwiches from the Subway down the street and the same thing on both of their minds.

From then Steve had declared that none of the kids were to go near the gates. For fear it might draw something out. But it was mostly an unnecessary rule, since most of them weren't at any risk of trying to jump back into The Upside Down. Most of them.

After, he and Robin and started to plan. To think of a way to, before the Gates were too small and when they were ready enough to go back, bring Eddie back topside.

To give themselves, the kids, and Eddie's Uncle the closure they deserved.

To end the gossiping, the people that talked like they knew for sure Eddie had done it. That they were sure Hellfire Club was responsible for the Earthquake. The whispers whoever Wayne Munson was around. And the kids at school that seemed more brutal than ever towards those like Dustin who still wore their Hellfire shirts proudly.

And, to keep Dustin out of trouble.

The first Steve had heard of Dustin's misbehaving was from Claudia. She had called him one day, nearly in tears out of concern for her baby. Asking Steve to look out for him. She told Steve about how Dustins first day back at school, when it reopened two weeks after the 'earthquake', was spent in the Dean's office.

Apparently, some kids had decided to take a sharpie to Eddie's locker. They had already blotted out a good deal of the drawings Eddie himself had done, vandalizing them and, when Dustin had seen them, they'd been writing something across the metal that Dustin refused to repeat.

Dustin had retaliated in a way that would have made Steve laugh proudly. If it weren't so uncharacteristic for Dustin to retaliate at all.

He had picked the locks of the vandals lockers, a skill Steve remembered Dustin mentioning Eddie had taught him after they'd been locked out of the Drama room, and attached the parts from Shock Gum he had gotten from the gift shop back at Camp Know Where to the insides of the doors.

The only reason Dustin was caught was because the lockers were right outside the gym. The PE Teacher had seen Dustin and called to him, and in trying to run away Dustin had tweaked his bad ankle. The PE teacher caught up and marched Dustin all the way to the Dean's office to explain what he'd done.

Since then, Claudia had brought up more things she was concerned about. Dustin's grades were slipping, and he was spending more time locked up in his room than was probably normal for a teenage boy. After this Steve had a sneaking suspicion that the other kids weren't fairing any better.

This was the last straw. Dustin had gone back into The Upside Down. Put himself in danger. So Steve decided it was time. Time to put his and Robins, still admittedly half baked, plan into action. "Rob. Stay here with Dustin. He's not allowed to follow me. No matter what he says."

"What, why?!" Dustin straightened, glaring at Steve.

Steve glared right back, hands on his hips, "Because. You've already been down there for who knows how long once today, I'm stronger so I'll be able to carry him, and I know your ankle is messed up again. You were limping on your way in... I also don't want to have to explain to Claudia if you go missing."

Dustin deflated. It was clear that he hadn't wanted to go back, his hands were still shaking, but he still seemed disappointed. "Fine. But you have to bring him back. And Robin and I are watching The Holy Grail while you're gone."

"Sounds like a plan to me Dusty-Bun!" Robin smiled, just a little too tight, and pressed her palm to the top of Dustin's head. Steve relaxed as Dustin shoved her off with a squawk, like none of this had happened. Like there wasn't a hell dimension under their own. Like Steve wasn't about to hop into it to drag their friends dead body back to reality.

Now, Steve grimaced as he looked across the landscape. Bat in hand, he had jumped into the one where Fred had died. It was close enough to the trailer park it wouldn't be too far of a walk, but far enough that it wasn't swarming with people from the lab.

It was almost the same. Down to the gross squish when he stepped. Except... there was something missing. A pressure in the air was gone. The feeling of the place, like you were being judged. Watched. Hunted. Gone, along with seemingly all the beasts that roamed it.

Not a single bat, no unfurling faceless faces. Not even a screech of something Seve never wants to see.

Nothing.

And so he walks, stopping occasionally at imaginary sounds or to look at the ash falling from the clouds. It was almost like snow, except with the stench of rot.

The feeling Steve had come to associate with The Upside Down and the beings within it finally made its presence known the closer he got to the trailer park. Yet despite the uncomfortable yet familiar weight on his shoulders, he still saw and heard nothing.

It was pretty clear the closer he got that Dustin was right, that the bats were noticeably gone. But, when Steve could finally see the amps atop the trailer in the distance, he stopped. Because he could see it again. See him again.

He could see Eddie, torn to ribbons by those bats. The same as he had looked a month ago. See someone that could have lived if he had been there. Had been quicker.

Steve blinked away the burning behind his eyes and forced down the limp in his throat, and at a second glance Eddie's broken body on the ground was in fact gone.

So Steve crept closer.

Dustin was right, all that remained was the tan dirt stained a red-brown.

But what Dustin hadn't mentioned, or maybe hadnt seen, was the footprints. Maybe Steve had been too busy trying to not die last time he was here to notice them either. But, now he could see footprints in the ashy dirt.

There were fresh smaller ones, Dustin's probably. And some more, various sizes and a bit filled in with ash and dirt. Probably from a month ago. And, there was set going around the area, the blood and the trailer, and then off to somewhere that he knew none of them had traveled. And those same footprints seemed to return and leave to and from the same direction.

So, like the totally sane adult he was, Steve followed them. Off into the twisted, skeletal afterimage of the woods behind the trailer park.

The ash seemed to fall thicker despite the gnarled branches overhead, and the ground turned spongey with wet, rotting underbrush as Steve walked. The trees were draped with... something. Something stringy and slimy that Steve would rather not touch.

He wasn't too far in when he heard something. The first sound he'd heard since he'd come through the gate.

It wasn't identifiable. Not as the low, chest rattling chitters of a Demogorgon, nor the rolling screech of the Demobats. But rather something in between. Something he didn't want to meet.

It was too low to be a Demobat, but too high and hoarse to be a Demogorgon. And it sounded like a call to hunt.

In response to the demonic starting pistol, the trees came alive. Steve ran.

Wings. So many wings. The slimy, leathery wings that plauged his nightmares. All behind him, chasing him.

Steve ran faster.

And then he fell.

A tendril, shriveled and solid, dead and twisted like a comically placed tree root right in his path sent Steve sprawling onto his hands and knees, nail bat flying to his left.

The wings got closer, and the Demobats dropped to the ground. They surrounded him, hobbling closer on wings and tentacles, segmented mouths snapping when Steve tried to reach his bat. There were more in the air, he could hear them. They were calling. Calling for the something that called them to action.

Membrane covered branches broke with wet snaps and the underbrush squelched as the Something got closer and closer.

A flash of huge leathery wings and needle sharp teeth set in a too wide mouth through the dark and the thought of 'I really hope if I live this doesn't give me another concussion' was all Steve got before he was pinned to the ground, hand still reaching for his bat and eyes squeezed closed.

But, nothing happened. The claws digging into his shoulders didn't let up, but the Something didn't move. Steve could hear the Demobats rustling. They sounded annoyed, or confused. But none of them were flying anymore. Then something happened, because the Something was no longer dripping saliva onto Steve's neck.

So, he opened his eyes. And looked straight into the eyes of someone he was so sure had died, far more human looking, a month prior.

Eddie. Eddie. With shoes long gone, Hellfire shirt torn to shreds, covered in what was probably his own dried blood. With wings and claws and a mouth that was closing at the seams to a more normal width than before around too sharp and too white teeth. With big doe eyes and curls matted and dirty. Eddie was pinning Steve to the ground.

Steve stared for a good few seconds, and Eddie stared back before seeming to realize what he was doing and sit back on Steve's legs.

"Thank fuck you're here. I can't find my baby and I'm losing my calluses! See?" He shoved his clawed fingers into Steve's face, "Oh, well I guess your probably can't... there's a lotta dirt. And blood. Well, I don't really think it's actually blood? Do the things here bleed?"

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harringroveera · 11 months

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First Line Of 10 Fics Game

Rules: share the first line of 10 of your most recent fanfics and ghen tag 10 people. If you have written less than 10 fics, don't be shy and share anyways

I was tagged by the lovely @spaceofentropy I honestly cannot just put one line so some will be one or more sentences in

1. The Soulmate Train (Henry/Eddie soulmate train AU)

The soulmate train worked like this.

When a person was ready to meet their soulmate, a special golden ticket would be delivered directly to them. All they had to do from that moment on was find the station and use the ticket to get on the train. The ticket agent would be responsible for arranging the destinations of the ride, and they would be the ones to help the soulmates meet.

Of course, he also learned about the people who never had the golden ticket.

2. It Started With A Demodog (Billy/Steve - fix it fic from the night at the Byers)

Steve was freaking out. And he had every right to freak out. Because what the fuck was happening? A year ago, he had a normal life, but he also had Nancy. So, things changed, he guessed. It wasn’t supposed to change this much. Not to the point he was carrying a dead Demodog in his arms.

3. Eat Your Heart (Henry/Eddie Murder Husbands AU)

The bar he chose was crowded with people on a Friday night.

It was a full moon as well, and the weather was perfect today. Too perfect not to go outside and enjoy the breeze against his skin.

4. The Siren's Kiss (Henry/Eddie: Siren Eddie, Pirate Henry AU)

Eddie turned eighteen a week ago.

There was only one problem, all sirens had one thing they needed to achieve once the day was over: Find a sailor and lure him in to eat his heart.

5. The Tale of Henry Creel the Cat (Henry/Eddie: Eleven turns Henry into a cat instead of banishing him to the Upside down)

Everything smelled like blood, and the light flickered around Henry. He curled his fingers, and watched as crimson blood trailed out from Eleven’s eyes and nose, gasping for breath before him.

6. Good Boys Don’t Need Training (Henry/Eddie: roleplay sexual harassment stuff together with the boss)

“I beg your pardon?”

“I’m saying the SHPTP is coming,” Jane repeated herself with a sigh, as Henry furrowed his eyebrows. “The sexual harassment prevention training program! It’s coming soon, and I want you to make a video.”

7. i’m starving, darling (let me put my lips to something) (Henry/Eddie: Kas!Eddie, Vecna!Henry, blood drinking)

The first time Eddie saw Henry in his human form, it was after he drank Henry’s blood for the first time. And sure, Henry was hot, insanely attractive for a mass murderer, and certainly Eddie’s type, it wasn’t what Eddie focused on. Not all the time anyway.

8. Once Upon A Time (Henry/Eddie: Eddie tells the kids the story of how the hero falls for the villain)

Eddie flicked the light switch off, putting on a smile as he leaned on the door.

“Goodnight, sweethearts!”

“Papa! You haven’t told us our bedtime story yet!”

9. Daddy’s Dearest (Henry/Eddie: Eddie pretends to be Chrissy’s boyfriend to trick her dad and ends up falling for her hot dad)

“Are you sure you can do this?”

“Yeah, no, not really,” Eddie said, unsure how he ended up agreeing to his best friend’s ridiculous ruse to trick her father into believing he was her boyfriend.

It was just supposed to be a silly little facade, because Chrissy was a certified lesbian who was living with her girlfriend in New York, but of course, she had to tell her lovely daddy that she was dating a guy.

10. Father, May I? (Henry/Eddie: Father Henry)

Eddie wasn’t a Catholic.

Church was never his place to be, he suffered every second in that place, and he couldn’t wait for it to be over. However, it all changed, when the new priest came to town.

Father Henry.

Tagging: (u totally don’t have to do it if you don’t want to) @walking-on-gallows-ground @billiammayfield @ihni @steviespanties @dragonflylady77 @queereldritch

#i think im supposed to tag writers but im dumb #tag game #my writing

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thestobingirlie · 1 year

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some ppl do too much w making eddie v traditionally smart/knowledgeable or w having steve say that eddie is one of the smartest people he knows (as though steve's best friends are not robin and dustin). i have also seen ppl make steve say that eddie is the smartest person he knows which,,, okay. sure. we're all a little delusional sometimes ig. then use this as a springboard for him just not trying in school or w/e bc he doesn't care despite him clearly caring enough to repeat senior year three times instead of just getting his ged. this also works against what i find most appealing about eddie - like some ppl want him to be a bad boy played straight who is super smart and competent and i do not understand that. i like that eddie is a drug dealer that just can't graduate high school obsessed w his nerdy interests who is not cool and also not v competent outside of his specific interests, particularly in the intense survival situation he finds himself in. that's what makes eddie fun to me and it's also why any fics or aus that make him hyper successful/famous/competent/badass/etc never feel authentic to him as a character imo. they just rarely let the fact that he is a soft-hearted, nervous person at heart shine and that is what i like most about him. also ppl don't appreciate the way steddie defies expectation enough - like when it comes to dealing w the weird, scary world of the upside down you expect eddie to thrive and steve to flounder when steve is actually the borderline hypercompetent one in those situations, even at the very start. that's what makes the pairing fun and so few ppl appreciate that bc they just want to force them into overplayed archetypes.

oh it pisses me off when people try to make eddie scholarly. boy is on his third attempt of senior year. like, he’s clearly trying to pass, but he can’t. and that speaks to trouble with class more than eddie just not trying, or teachers purposely holding him back, which i’ve also seen in fics and just doesn’t really make sense to me. i feel like a drug dealer is the kinda student you would want to leave high school lmao

eddie is definitely not the smartest person steve’s knows, and that’s not a bad thing! no one has any trouble making steve out to be the biggest idiot alive, but for some reason people have a hard time making eddie seem dumb. like, i think i’ve mentioned this before but i saw one fic that said steve only passed high school because his dad paid the school or something? to try and make it seem like eddie was better in school and it’s so stupid! there’s nothing wrong with being bad at school, but so many people just can’t seem to accept that eddie is bad at school, and steve was slightly better, considering he passed the first time.

and yeah! eddie’s a pathetic loser, and i love that about him! he’s a 19/20 year old still in school, obsessed with d&d. people who take that loserness away from him ruin his character.

you would expect eddie to really find himself in a real life d&d game, become a badass, but instead he flounders. he can’t handle it. which is a fun contrast to our other geeky characters. and people that try to make eddie the saviour and steve the one that totally looks up to him, is weird. the fun of steddie is that eddie starts out expecting steve to be a douchebag, and yet he ends up as someone he wants to emulate and become. eddie finds out steve is the epitome of a hero, rather than an asshole jock. (and though i don’t doubt that eddie has traits that steve would love, he’s not gonna be really looking up to him as a genius. because that’s just not who eddie is)

(also, this is kinda irrelevant, but it made me think about kas!eddie, and how people always make him super badass and brutal, and i think it would be funny if he was just a failure at that too. like, not very good at fighting, just treats this shit like a d&d game. literally just a hinderance to vecna. not on purpose to help the others. he’s just shit at it lol)

#steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steveddie #stranger things #asks #anon

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kalliyen · 2 years

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Kas!Eddie Munson HCs

For my favorite girl @iconicsunny <3 hope you enjoy this babes

Pairing: Eddie Munson x GN!Reader

Genre: Fluff & Crack

Pronouns: Not specified

Warnings: Not much idk tell me if I missed any

Disclaimer: Only a work of fiction! I do not own Eddie Munson or Stranger Things.

Word Count: idk lmao to lazy too count

ꕤ Y/N Suspension level 💯%

• You we’re getting suspicious of your boyfriend, Eddie Munson, these days..

• Why? Oh I dunoo maybe because he’s getting distant? And refuses to smile around you?? Also because maybe he never wants you around anymore??????

• Eddie Munson? Nah, Eddie Munsussy

• AHAHAHAHAHAHA sorry that was really bad

• You were getting real nervous too because your friends said if ur bf is distant he wants to b word you

• Break-up guys I meant break-up

• You were NOT about to let go of your bf s u played investigator

ꕤ Y/N decides to get to the bottom of this! 🕵️‍♀️🕵️‍♀️

• Hmmm…how were you going to force answers out of your boyfriend…

• Oh yeah by literally kabedon-ing the guy in his own house yeah

• Great thinking Y/N such a big brain moment 🙄

• Anyways you corner him IN HIS ROOM and start flooding him with a bunch of questions. Calmly.

• “Eddie..” “Yes..?-“ “WHY HAVE YOU BEEN AVOIDING ME ALL WEEK? ARE YOU OKAY? ARE WE OKAY? ARE YOU HURT? DID I DO SOMETHING WRONG ARE YOU MAD AT ME? PLEASE DON’T BE MAD AT ME WHATEVER I DID I’M SORRY JUST PELASE DON’”

• He shuts you up with a kiss

• Sly mf 😒

• Eddie knew he couldn’t avoid keeping the secret anymore so he just caved in and told you everything

ꕤ “Tell, me Eddie, the truth. What’s going on?”

• So yeah as I said he tells you everything

• You’re a bit in shock, no screw that, your in total shock

• Because how??? What??? When??? And why is he only telling you this now??

• HE ALSO DRANK BLOOD WHAT?!

• Eddie canibal era slay /j

• When he shows you his cute lil fangs all you confusion washes away tho

• “AWWW WAIT EDDIE THEY’RE SO ADORABLEEE”

• Gets all flustered and shit and goes “Y/N stoppp ur so embarrassing 😣👉👈”

• Bro secretly loves it tho don’t even try to act all annoyed and blushy Edward

• From then on you’ve bestowed upon him the nickname…

• Fang Boy

• He loves it don’t get him wrong but it’s kinda embarrassing when ur out on like a date or something and you call him shout “MY CUTE FANG BOY ❤️❤️” for the whole world to hear

• Yeah shout it louder Y/N maybe the damn Russians didn’t hear you yet

ꕤ Getting used to Kas!Eddie

• It wasn’t really hard to get used to Kas Eddie

• He was still ur bf 🤷‍♀️

• + All that Kas Pizazz

• One day you were curious and asked him “babe can you turn me into a vampire too”

• Looks at you like you’ve lost your mind and then morphs into one of mischief

• “MmmMmmMMM nah babe sorry I can’t”

• “Aw 😔☹️”

• “it’s alright babe..here let’s just cuddle yeah? Will that suffice?”

• maybe u guys cuddled the whole day but like pfftt who cares amiritie

Uhhh

That’s all ig hope y’all like this <33 this was really random LMAOOO so so sorry Eddie is too OOC or a bit off my deepest apologies <33

+ first stranger things fic yay

#stranger things #stranger things season 4 #eddie Munson #joseph quinn #eddie Munson x reader #stranger things x reader #eddie x Reader #kas!eddie #Kas!eddie x reader

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burtonbabygirlguster · 2 years

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i find it so hilarious that some eddie munson fans will go and call other fans who are singing the ‘Chrissy Wake Up,’ cosplaying, or even making Kas! theories cringy and doing nothing but being mean to them as if eddie wouldn’t love this with all his being

like, omg, your singing a SONG about me and someone, so cool <3 (untill he finds out the song is about when he saw chrissy die)

and especially cosplaying, he would fucking 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 that people do that

he’s already a dungeon master, and people cosplay in DnD 𝘢𝘭𝘭 the time, i’m in a DnD party, so yeah (one person has hats they knit themself to look like their character)

and the way people would look up to him, want to be like him, and then cosplay as him?

holy shit he’d be in platonic love with everyone

and he’d totally love theories about anything- sure it’d be a..bit weird to him if people were theorizing that he’d come back as a vampire- but theories in general he’d love

#stranger things #st4 #eddie munson #steve harrington #nancy wheeler #robin buckly #jonathan byers #argyle #will byers #mike wheeler #dustin henderson #lucas sinclair #max mayfeild #el hopper #erica sinclair #murray bouman #joyce byers #jim hopper

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mayumiiyuu · 2 years

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Not too sure if you’re still taking requests but can we get more love for an Eddie x Filipina! Reader. It’s super nice having some representation (especially with your OC series)!!!

a/n: I acc am still taking reqs !! most of them are in my drafts tho bc I haven’t finished them hehe whoops

Eddie Munson w a Filipina!gf headcanons

ok first of all he would be so interested to learn about you and your culture, he just wants to know everything abt you really and since your culture is a big part of your identity he wants to learn more

i personally hc that eddie is like not a picky eater at all this man will eat anything,,, that being said he ADORES sinigang and (surprisingly) dinuguan

even when u tell him it’s basically a dish made of uhhh chicken/pork blood,,, he just blinks while he processes that info and then shrugs

“idc what it’s made of, if it tastes good it tastes good—also how fucking metal is that????”

when u guys start dating u explain to him the courtship process back in the Philippines

his eyebrows raise when he learns about harana (basically serenading someone)

literally shows up at your window under the dark of night w his guitar and sings and plays for u

learns all your favorite OPM songs on the guitar too :”D

ok we all know that eddie has this whole ‘tough metalhead dude’ look in spite of him being a total nerd so ur parents are a little apprehensive

but then when they hear him play for you outside your window and see how absolutely lovesick you are for him they just let it slide

also as they get to know him more and see how devoted he is to you they’d be like ok thumbs up bery gud

your mom will probably adore him bc he constantly asks for seconds whenever you guys have dinner at your place and it warms her heart that he appreciates her cooking so much

TEACHING EDDIE HOW TO SWEAR IN FILIPINO

“okay so one of the more popular swear words is ‘putangina mo’.”

“what does that mean?”

“it literally translates to ‘your mother is whore’ but—“

“holy shit???? that’s so mean tho I don’t wanna say that abt anyone’s mom :((“

“baby it’s ok sometimes it’s taken out of that context and usually just means fuck you.”

“yeah but still >:/“

when u teach him how to say yawa,,, or like hayop ka he uses that every time someone messes w him and they just stare at him like,,, what did u just say while ur cheering for him on the sidelines like “U TELL EM BABE”

always there to help u translate words when u forget the English translation, but like not in the he’s like an English Filipino dictionary tbh it’s more like charades.

“eds can you pass me the um… wait what’s that called again??”

“ooo act it out act it out!”

after a few minutes of charades and random hand gestures a lightbulb goes off in his head “OH U MEAN THIS—“

while he learns a lot of words from u he asks ur mom about words of endearment and then surprises u one day while giving you a hug like “hello mahal, did you eat yet?”

calls you super cute nicknames like “mahal”, “sinta”, “palangga”,

sometimes he calls you by food names which sounds weird but is actually kinda sweet such as “my little siopao” or “my sweet ensaymada”

one time he called u his cute little adobo flake and you swore you’d pass out from laughter right then and there

slowly picks up on your mannerisms, like whenever he needs to point something out he purses his lips to point at it instead of his finger

LOVES LOVES LOVES when you tell him abt Filipino creatures !!!

absolutely obsessed with the idea of the manananggal (a creature who takes the form of a woman by day then by night she separates from her torso and sprouts bat wings to feast on people) because he thinks it’s honestly so cool how there are so many different fantastical creatures around the world.

“so say I wanted to kill one, how would I do that?” “you sprinkle chili, salt, vinegar, and garlic into its lower half”

he paused for a minute.

“isn’t that basically the blend of vinegar you have in your kitchen?”

SLOW DANCES WITH YOU TO PANALANGIN BY APO HIKING SOCIETY

he honestly just loves you so much with all his heart and being, and admires how passionately you talk about your culture and history. sometimes he goes out of his way to make things/buy you things that remind you of home.

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doverstar · 2 years

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Do you think we'll have Eddie next season? Personally, I think he will be in season 5, BUT not like everyone is expecting. They gave Dustin a trauma, so they have to work on it. Maybe Eddie will be a Billy 2.0, which means we'll have a lot of flashbacks OR maybe Vecna will play with Dustin's mind, idk.

Hiiii! Thank you for caring about my opinion; I do enjoy talking about Stuff.

Okay, SO. Based on several interviews, written and recorded, with several people in the cast/crew of the show, plus the writers' actions in the past, plus everything the Duffers have said lately:

To my extreme regret and misery, my opinion is that they totally will not be bringing Eddie back. Not officially.

The Duffers have said that Eddie was always gonna die. That there was no scenario in which the people of Hawkins would not be out for his blood once Chrissy had died in his trailer. That the only logical outcome for the character was always that he'd die. Like. They wrote him to kill him off. And I get the vibe that Eddie wasn't written as that lovable a character until Mr. Quinn interpreted him a certain way.

I think that if he makes a reappearance at all, yeah, I agree with you that they'd probably do it in a Dustin-trauma-Billy-2.0 thing.

I don't think for one second that they're bringing Eddie back. If they did, it would be pure fanservice at this point, because they never intended for him to survive. Crew members have publicly said they understand that we love him and they hear us, and they loved him too. Someone made a freaking corn field design of Eddie's face. Metallica gave the actor a replica of Eddie's guitar. METALLICA. It's not like the show crew/creators are unaware of the love.

So to me, I think if they brought him back in S5, it would be just because they want to capitalize on the love we have for Eddie. And when stories pander to fans instead of just doing what the writers originally intended, or what the writers would have done without the fan influence, stories usually suffer. Cuz when all's said and done, successful show writers are successful for a reason. If they change their plans for fans, the story's direction could change, or they'd add/take away to it and it might not flow as smoothly. If they brought Eddie back, we'd all be happy for that first viewing, but later on I think it might prove itself to be bad story-wise. Like, what, Eddie's randomly there? Eleven suddenly revives him after he's been decomposing in the Upside Down? We still don't understand how she was literally able to jumpstart Max's body after she clinically died. Dusting 001 into an alternate dimension out of nowhereis pretty insane for a super-powered kid to do, though, so hey, maybe she can fully resurrect the dead. Regardless of the dead's loss of blood, ruptured vital organs, many holes in his actual flesh from where demonic bats ate him alive. We've suspended our disbelief far enough in the past; what's a little more? (I'm only being 30% facetious; I am all for El bringing Eddie back to life.)

I think the story would suffer especially if he's a vampire, which I 100% believe will not happen. It's such a cool headcanon for him to mirror the story of Kas in D&D lore, in a way, but. It doesn't. Work? For the show's lore/established expectations? I can elaborate later if you want! But I love all the fan creativity surrounding the Kas Theory; the idea of Eddie as a vampire? hamana hamana hamana-

Basically, they'd have to jump through a lot of hoops to make it make sense. It's not fair he died, but they could give us closure in other ways. (I don't want the other ways. I throw them across the room like a toddler with mashed peas. I spit in the Duffers' general direction.) I think they'll prove to the town that Eddie was innocent all along. The best way (in my humble, unpublished, un-famous-show-writer opinion) for them to do that would be to let all of Hawkins see that they've been dealing with a very-real alternate dimension for years now, and that that's what was killing people, and that Eddie actually died helping to try and stop this dimension and its creatures from hurting the town.

They could do a lot of things to fix Eddie's story, though. My leading, super-vague theory would be that the Upside Down is clearly wonky time-wise. Time froze there the day Will disappeared, right? So - ehh, this implies time can be manipulated in that dimension (I think). I'm no sci-fi expert or anything, I have no idea what I'm talking about-

And if time can be manipulated, maybe Vecna's manipulating it? Which means that El, who has the same abilities as Vecna, can also manipulate it. So my biggest theory right now is that she turns back time in the Upside Down, so that whoever died in the UD is rewound so that they're not dead (Barb, Eddie, etc.). In fact, one idea I've thought they might do for the show's finale is that El uses her powers to completely reverse everything that happened in the Upside Down since the moment 001 became Vecna. And maybe no one remembers its influence on Hawkins (or maybe only the Party does, and the victims). That's the only way I can see them bringing Eddie back, if it's not flashbacks or Vecna visions.

Thanks for the ask!

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