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Idk if you've done this, but what about eddie or Steve helping y/n through a panic attack?

the sound of the clock rang in your ears. you knew vecna was gone. you knew all the gates were closed. they have been for at least a year now, but that night still haunts your memories. the night you and steve almost lost eddie because he wanted to be some kind of hero.

this was the first time you felt actual ptsd since that night. you had already been having a hard day, so you wanted to do some shopping at your local antique shop. unfortunately for you, they just received a grandfather clock. it was well taken care of, so the bell worked perfectly.

the store clerk, linda tried asking you what was wrong but her voice felt like it was so far away. when you closed your eyes, you could see eddie laying on your lap as steve sped to the hospital. you remember talking to him to keep him awake. eddie would only smile at you and wipe your tears off your cheeks.

neither of you knew, but eddie was okay with the thought of not surviving as long as he was able to protect you. he wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he let those bats go through.

knowing you for years, linda knew about your relationship with steve and eddie. she was one of the few people who never judged. you distantly heard her rush to the phone and say, “honey, don’t worry but your sweetheart is here at the store. i think they’re having an anxiety attack.”

by the time the call the over you were already one the floor rocking yourself back and forth. she rubbed your back and kept telling you steve and eddie were on their way.

your mind was screaming at you that eddie was alive but the memories flooding your brain made you believe otherwise. you always hated that you couldn’t go see a therapist because they wouldn’t believe you. the only people you had were the ones who were there.

linda heard and bell chime from the door opening the saw two tall boys rush to you.

“hey, hey. we got you, sweetheart,” eddie immediately brought you to his chest and rubbed your back. “we’re here. it’s okay, you’re safe, baby.”

steve knelt down in front of you and brought his hand to your bottom lip. you had a tendency to bite it during attacks. the feeling of his hands on your face grounded you.

“can you please look at me, sweetie?”

opening your eyes, you saw steve’s soft brown eyes look at you with worry. he wiped the tears running down your cheeks. you felt yourself coming back to reality with the warmth of the two of them.

you saw linda put a hand on steve’s shoulder, “how about we go to my office? there’s a small sofa and i could get you a cup of cinnamon tea.”

“let’s get you off the floor, yeah?” eddie kissed your cheek and helped you rise to your feet. your legs were still weak so he carried you bridal style to the office. you nestled into his chest and sighed softly.

after a few minutes, steve held the warm tea cup while you took small sips. you hear eddie giggle and quickly cover his mouth.

“what’s so funny?”

he looks over at steve with a smile, “when we were coming over here, steve kept yelling at me to drive faster. he even wanted me to run the red lights.”

you gasped because steve was always on eddie to slow down or stop rolling stop signs.

“steve! i don’t believe it.”

“yeah, yeah. i just wanted to get you as possible, but thankfully eddie didn’t run the lights or else we would’ve been squashed roadkill.”

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Hey plushie lovers! Don’t be ashamed of carrying around you plushies, don’t be afraid to talk about your favourites and don’t be embarrassed about showing people your collections. The people who you actually want in your life, the people who really care about you, won’t judge you for loving something that comforts you, if anything they will appreciate that you find enjoyment in it. It’s perfectly okay to find love in something that society deems “childish”. Please keep doing whatever makes you happiest!!

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Lewis Pullman + ✌️

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EDDIE MUNSON ⇢ in Stranger Things ‣ 4.09 - The Piggyback

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# for science 👀

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Me reading Steddie fanfiction

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hi!! I have an Eddie request!😊 basically something where the new girl (super shy and nervous cause AH I love it😂) at Hawkins is trying to find a seat at lunch, and decides to go up to Eddie at his table, and he treats her like a literal princess cause no girl has ever willingly wanted to sit with Hellfire

hi ty for the request!!! i hope u like it!!! | 0.6k fluff and shy!reader

Switching schools is scary. Especially during your senior year.

It’s even scarier when you have a hard time talking to new people in the first place. It makes friends hard to find, the adjustment lonely and nerve-wracking.

Lunch is by far the worst part. Every single friendship and clique in one room. Each table is dedicated to a group. Jocks, cheerleaders, or simply friends that so clearly belong together. There’s not one empty table for you to escape to.

You scan the room slowly, standing awkwardly with your tray in hand.

Already, your heart beats faster, your palms clammy. You glance around and the first empty seat you find is at a table with a group of boys in matching shirts. You shake your head and walk over, telling yourself over and over that it’ll be fine.

The closer you get, the less the noise of the room is one big mess. You can make out the voices coming from the table, the laughter.

You wind up standing a bit behind the head of the table, a head of black curls occupying the seat. You clear your throat to try and get his attention, but you aren’t loud enough over the rest of the room. You take a deep breath and shuffle over until you’re next to the chair.

Silence falls over the group, every pair of eyes lands on you. Shit.

Eddie’s stunned when he sees you standing next to his seat, shuffling on your feet, a nervous look on the prettiest face he’s ever seen. You’re new. He knows that because there’s absolutely no way he wouldn’t have noticed you before if you weren’t.

“Can we help you?” Mike says.

“Sorry, um, I was just wondering if I could sit here?” You fiddle with the fork sitting on your tray. “The other tables seem pretty full.”

“Uh-” Mike starts to reply but Eddie kicks him under the table.

“‘Course you can,” he says. He directs his attention to Mike and Dustin, “move down.”

“What?”

“Move down.”

They do, sending Eddie two annoyed looks as they do.

“There you go,” Eddie gestures for you to sit at the corner next to him.

“Thank you so much. You won’t even know I’m here, promise.”

Eddie finds that hard to believe. He’s known you for about a minute and already he can’t stop looking at you. Nobody ever comes near the Hellfire table, and here you are, all sweet and shy and something out of a dream.

“None of that. What’s your name?” He asks.

You tell him, and he repeats it, testing it out.

“That’s pretty. I’m Eddie, nice to meet you.”

Eddie.

Eddie’s a pretty boy. Like really, really pretty. From the curls framing his face and dangling over his forehead, to the softest brown eyes, to the rings adorning his fingers. As if you weren’t nervous enough already.

The rest of the table is caught up in a new conversation, but Eddie can’t bring himself to care. He’s sure you’re more interesting anyway.

“How you liking Hawkins?” He asks.

“Um, it’s okay.”

“It’s shit, you don’t have to lie.”

“No! It’s just, everyone seems to know each other already, you know?”

“Don’t worry about that. Most of ‘em suck anyway. Besides, you know me now, so that’s something.”

He doesn’t tell you that it’s actually cause for the entire school to tease him about finally having a girl pay attention to him or some shit. Like he said, they suck. You don’t.

“I guess that’s true.”

When lunch comes to a close and you start packing up, Eddie stops you before you get up with a gentle hand on your wrist.

“You can come sit here again tomorrow, if you want to.”

“Thank you, Eddie.”

After meeting him, you think maybe a new school won’t be so bad.

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so my best friend (an eddie munson fan) did a thing

we were talking about how steve is a mommmy and eddie is a daddy and jonathan came up and she was like “he’s the definition of older brother syndrome” and this happened😭🫶🏻

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Pretty Kitty

Pairing: CG!Eddie Munson x Little!Reader (gender neutral)

Word count: 900

A/N: I hope you guys enjoy this fluffy little fic! I've been in such an Eddie mood lately & I'm really looking forward to writing more of him in the future!! Just a reminder to please fill out my survey if you haven't already and also just wanted to let you know that I'm super close to 1k followers!! When I reach it, I'm gonna host a big Halloween writing party for you guys!!!

Eddie had been making great progress since graduating high school. He’d gotten a job at the local music store, getting paid to gush about guitars to anyone who would listen. Of course, the majority of the customers were school band students renting instruments for class, but that didn’t dim his excitement. The best part of the job though, of course, was that he was finally making a steady income, enough to rent a little apartment in town for the two of you.

When he worked, he missed you. In between customers, when there was nobody to talk to, Eddie would sit behind the counter with his own guitar, practicing songs he knew you loved so he could play them for you when he got home. He wished he could bring you into the shop with him and let you discover all the instruments, banging out discordant tunes on the piano or scribbling on blank sheet music, but he knew his boss would have a fit. The old man was already hesitant to hire a formerly wanted criminal, so Eddie knew he had to be on his best behavior. Besides, you had your own things to do during the day. His only companion through the workday was the elderly shop cat Butter. 

Butter was a pale orange tabby who spent her days stretched across the windowsill, only moving to follow the sun as rose and set and warmed the glass. Eddie would talk to her when the shop was empty, stroking her soft fur and telling her anything and everything that came to mind while she purred beneath his touch. It reminded him of when he would put you to sleep while you were in babyspace, how he’d run his hand across your back and ramble about his day as your breath evened out. You were a bit like his own little kitty, he thought to himself and smiled. His sweet, little baby kitty. 

When Eddie got home, you were waiting eagerly on the sofa. You’d been little all day, which wasn’t a problem. You and Eddie had both made sure the apartment was baby-proofed and that you had plenty of activities within your reach to keep you busy while he worked. You’d been able to entertain yourself for a while with coloring and cartoons, but as the sun started to cast long shadows through the kitchen window, you wished more and more for your Eddie to return home for the night. You laid curled up with your head on the arm of the couch, snapping to a sitting position as soon as you heard his key turn in the lock.

“Daddy’s home!!” You cheered, jumping up and running into his open arms.

“Aw, hi baby!” Eddie said, lifting you up and pressing your face into his neck. Today had been a long and boring day, and he’d missed you very much. 

You nuzzled into him, humming with satisfaction. After a moment, Eddie set you back down and gave you a pat on the head, ruffling up your hair. 

“How’s my pretty kitty doing?” He asked with a grin. 

You looked up, confused.

“Dada, ‘m not a kitty!”

“Oh, are you sure?” Eddie argued back, lightheartedly. “You look like a kitty!” “I do?” 

“Well, you’re cute like a kitty.”

He pet your hair, tickling a bit behind your ears and making you giggle.

“Hmm, you’re soft like a kitty, too!”

“I’m not a kitty, I’m a baby!” You laughed, dodging his hands as he tried to subdue you with a tickle attack.

“You’re fast like a kitty! I can’t keep up with you!” Eddie countered as he chased you into your bedroom. 

You jumped onto the bed, scurrying under the comforter as quickly as you could. You curled up into a defensive position, the only evidence of your existence being a lump beneath the blankets. Eddie trotted in shortly after you, smiling at your little round shape. Even in your childish rebellion, you couldn’t help but prove his point. You looked just like a cat all curled up on his mattress. “It’s okay, baby. You don’t have to be a kitty if you don’t want to.” Eddie said, pulling back the covers to reveal you. 

You thought for a moment; maybe being a kitty wouldn’t be so bad. They were cute, and who doesn’t love cats? Every time you visited the shelter downtown, you’d stop to give some love to the rescues who hadn’t yet found a home. It could be nice to be loved like that. 

“If I was a kitty, would I get lots of pets?” You asked, lifting your head up slightly.

Eddie joined you on the bed, still giving you a bit of space just in case. 

“Baby, if you were a kitty, you’d get all the pets in the world, anytime you want.” He smiled. 

“And treats?” You added with a grin.

“Only if you finish all your Fancy Feast. And if you’re extra good, I’ll give you some catnip”

You giggled, unfurling from your position and reaching out your limbs in a long overdue stretch. Your whole face scrunched up as you tried and failed to suppress a yawn. You looked up at Eddie with sleepy eyes, and he patted the mattress next to him. 

“Here, kitty kitty.” He whispered.

You crawled over to him, easily inserting yourself in his arms and resting your head on his strong chest.

“Meow,” you whispered back, before quickly adding, “that means I love you in kitty.”

Eddie looked at you, his giant eyes full of love, and returned the sentiment.

“Meow”

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Hey could I please request a newly diagnosed autistic little reader x daddy Eddie pls? Because I’m feeling very insecure about it and I don’t know what to do now that I have a diagnosis and it’s really overwhelming

Overwhelmed | Eddie Munson x Reader

A/n: okay hi anon I’m really hoping I did this correctly as I am not a diagnosed autistic and I don’t want to do any injustice to anyones diagnosis/condition. I do have suspected adhd or autism so I implemented my own sensory issues/stims , please please let me know if I’ve done something wrong though, my intention is never to offend anyone!!

A/n .2 : this is for you specifically anon, your diagnosis does not change who you are as a person in any bad way, you are amazing in every single way you always have been! My messages are always open if you ever wanted to talk, it can be about anything, tell me all about your special interest if you’d like, anything and everything <3

Warnings: mentions of dnd monsters, diagnosis insecurity, sensory issues, stims, anxiety/feeling overwhelmed

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“Are you okay baby?” You whine at Eddie’s caring words, you’re not okay but he’s having fun and you don’t want to wreck that. It’s just too loud and your sweaters scratchy and you need to move but can’t as this Hellfire meeting is very important.

“Little one, what’s wrong?” Eddie turns to you in an instant, letting the Hellfire members ramble to each other and ignore the slight interruption you’re causing.

“It- it’s kinda loud Ed’s and I’m just uncomfortable.” Within seconds Eddie’s getting the attention of everyone standing at the other side of the table.

“Guys we’re gonna have to cut this meeting short, we will pick up later this week with Wills decision on the monsters he’s fighting or not.” The clubs faces all have the same confused expression but Eddie’s tipping his head over to you and they’re quick at packing up their respected stuff while Dustin calls up Steve to give the kids rides home.

“Ed’s you didn’t have to do that, I’m okay.” You say quietly, you always get insecure about having to leave fun experiences early because of sensory issues or some other problem others don’t seem to have.

“Nonsense, I told you I’d always be there for you and I intend to stick to that.” He’s referring to the day you had come home with that little envelope that confirmed all the suspicions you had, it gave an answer to everything and that terrified you. But Eddie was right there to reassure you that you are still you and he doesn’t care what that envelope says since he loves you and will do his best to support you in any way.

“You’re too good to me.” You’re lifted up onto Eddie’s hip as he closes his book up and watches the kids file out to the parking lot.

There’s a few minutes he waits, holding you close while making sure each kid is picked up by someone, then he walks you both over to his van. Eddie gets you situated in the back so you’re able to with-go wearing a seatbelt, it might be a tad unsafe but the feeling of the strap against your chest always felt suffocating. Your boyfriends been more than understanding with the issue.

“How you doing back there sweetheart?” He can probably see how you keep pulling at your shirt collar, it’s a tell tale sign that you’re getting more overwhelmed.

“Mm- I don’t like this Ed’s.” You’re close to tears at the feeling of your skin almost vibrating under your clothes, it’s an awful sensation in your opinion.

“I know love, we’re almost home.” You try to nod at the reassurance in Munsons tone yet you can’t find it in yourself to.

~

As soon as you two enter Eddie’s trailer you’re stripping the sweater you had off and all but ripping the jeans from your legs. Your breathings getting worse the more overwhelmed you get, you’re about to just slide to the wall and start rocking the same way you did as a child when this would happen but Eddie’s appearing in no time.

“Arms up.” You listen, letting him slip a ‘Metallica’ oversized shirt over your head then a pair of his old basketball shorts onto your legs. It’s much much better than the outfit you had on before.

“What else can I do to help?” Eddie stands beside you as you start to pace and flap your hands up and down rapidly.

“Um- Um- can you jump with me?” Eddie has a grin across his face as he gently takes your hands and you two begin to bounce up and down. Hums start to come from you, a vocal stim Eddie mirrors at time, now is one of those times, the trailer quickly fills up with both of your hums and the sound of the floorboards squeaking under you.

“Helping?” You nod happily, the anxiety leaving your system as you jump a little higher.

“Mm! Thank you, thank you!”

“Always baby, always.”

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trick or treating with eddie ♡

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highlight and shadow practice 💜

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PWEASE!!!!!

cg!eddie munson board cuz i love him

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imagining eddie drawing pictures for you to color, he’ll be with the club, everyone doing something for the next campaign. when mike looked over and saw eddie drawing a unicorn with bunnies riding it he just about broke his neck.

“eddie - what are doing, dude?”

he’d freeze and smile, eyes casting up at the boys. dustin looked over, immediately laughing knowing who it’s for. mike would be the only one “upset” about the dungeon master not “doing his job”. in fact the rest of the club decided to take a break and each draw you a photo to color in. Dustin drawing you a dragon after his character sheet and gareth had already been starting a fairy one when mike first said somethin. by the end of the meeting you have a stack of pages to color, your own custom coloring book!

mike ended up making a page of just dnd stuff, dice, dragons, swords, bow and arrows etc.

a/n : just a quick lil drabble i came up with

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~Eddie as a caregiver~

cg!eddie munson x little!(gn)reader

summary: general headcanons of our baby cow bf as our caregiver

some more cg! eddie headcanons because we all need it right now

as i said before eddie is very artsy and he will color with you

he has “grown up” dnd coloring books, but he totally lets you help him color them, he doesn’t care if you go outside the lines or use mismatched colors. his baby cakes made it :) he a special one that he uses just for himself

btw he calls you baby cakes

idk i saw it on this donut thing the other day and my brain was like - eddie -

always puts your comfort over his. always.

everyone talks about wearing is jacket, which is a given. but if you slip out in public while wearing platforms/heels/big people shoes etc. he’s slipping off his boots, pulling out extra socks and putting them on you

oh yeah he’s got a “baby bag” for you

just a little backpack of your choosing that you both switch between carrying. he carry’s it for you when you get tired of it 🫠 it’s small so it only holds the necessities; small stufffie, socks, stash away paci, and head phones for sensory reasons :)

heard someone say that he’s wear pink nail polish to match reader and y e s

his nails used to alway be black and chipping but now they always match yours or are color you picked. he also lets you draw little designs on them and god forbid someone says something about them

i will die on my eddie is protective hill

he almost never lets you out of his site in little space. he has to know where every bump, scrape and bruise come from. if you like me and you bruise easy or are super clumsy - poor boy, he’s wrapping you bubble wrap and strapping a hockey helmet on you 🫠

gets genuinely invested in your shows and movies

one of the reason why he such a good caregiver is he genuinely enjoys it, he enjoys taking care of you of course, but he also loves to play with you and hangout with you. so if you have no little friends it’s ok, eddie is kinda like a kid too :)

he does not care about the “gross” things that you and your body do

you got a runny nose? he’s lightly pinching the tip of it to wipe away the snot. drooling all over his shoulder because you passed out while cuddling? absolutely fine, his favorite thing. you have troubles with bladder control or anything? “angel look, they make the cute pull ups in your size”. if pull-ups or diapers aren’t your thing, he gets you special waterproof sheets and makes sure he always takes you potty before bed. he will wipe you and help you wash your hands. probably would ask to help change your period products if you use them. he . does. not . care

eddie loves to try to win you stuffies at the local fair, will spend hours trying and so much money he could’ve just bought you one

steve ends up trying the basketball one and winning you a huge stuffed dragon and eddie gets all butt hurt until you name it after his dnd character, after that he’s all :D “my baby named their dragon after me”

getting happy meals in his van

you always sit in the back, in a special seat that eddie decked out to feel like a car seat. it’s got little arm rests as well as cup holders and he somehow added extra belts to keep you super safe. he always drives safer with you regardless if you’re regressed or not.

loves when you take care of him in littlespace

one of his favorite memories is coming home after the events in the upside down and having you comfort and care for him so diligently (i have a small fic about this self plug ). or the rare occasion where he gets a cold and you go all doc mcstuffins on him. band aids everywhere, why bandaids for a cold? he doesn’t ask. thermometer that you don’t know how to read, blankeys, stuffies, and a stethoscope he has no idea came from. (should i make this a full story bc i can keep going 🙃)

A/N : i love headcanons so much because something so simple really makes the character more complex :) buuut i’m terrible at making them short and concise

also do we like the little scenarios with the headcanons or is just the idea / headcanon alone better???

ps: i’m working on like three fics / one shots i still don’t know the difference rn and then i’ll get the edited and out to you guys :) and as always just let me know if you’d like to be added to my tag list!

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!~ Activities for Pet Regressors ~!

🥕 Bunny🥕

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Munching on sweet fruits and veggies is perfect for a little bun like you!

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Soft, warm hiding places are a must <3

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Blankie forts are great for having your very own rabbit burrow!

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Sweet smells and white noise is perfect for a sleepy bun~

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Make or buy some fun toys for those little zoomies!! (be prepared cg's, we can be very hyper)

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Blankets, blankets, and more blankets!! Soft things are a *must* for bunny babies

🐾 Puppy 🐾

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Get a chewy ball or crinkle toy!

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Run around outside, maybe go to a park and have fun rolling around in the grass!

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Don't be shy about carrying around stuffies- lot's of people think it's cute!!

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Teethers help lots for little puppies!! Gotta keep those little teefs sharp ;3

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Watch paw patrol or the "Buddies" movies!

✧˚₊ ~꒰ You can make little baggies of trail mix or cereal to use as kibble!

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Outside is everything!! Run around to get the hypers out~

🥛 Kitten 🥛

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Try finding some yarn or string and making your own toy-on-a-stick!

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Watch a nature documentary! Oooh so many birds to look at and pounce on

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Invest in some jingly bells or crinkle toys!

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Milk, whipped cream, and soft fluffy foods are great! Gold fish and little animal crackers are super fun if you don't like real fish :3

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Fluffy, soft blankets are a 10/10 for taking long cat naps in the sun!

✧˚₊ ~꒰ Paw socks, jumpers, and soft fabrics are purrfect for a little kitty

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types of regressors that aren’t talked about enough !!

🥁 regressors who are embarrassed about regressing

🧶 regressors outside of the 3-6 ish common ages online

👑 regressors that aren’t interested in princes and princesses or disney

🌲 regressors who don’t have a different aesthetic when they are big compare to when they’re small

💧 regressors that cry a lot - even if they don’t know why - but not in a bratty way, just sensitive

☂��� regressors who don’t like colouring or cartoons as much as others seem to enjoy it online

🦩 regressors that always feel sad or hurt or numb when they’re small, either involuntarily regressed or voluntary

🏀 regressors that don’t change much or do much different than they would normally and enjoy the same whilst big

🍯 regressors who feel lonely without a cg or small friend, but are also to shy to find one or talk to them whilst small

🧃 regressors who feel out of place in the agere community, like they don’t fit in with the majority’s regression

🗺 regressors that regress to 10+