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Hi lovely I saw you were looking for requests could I request a Eddie one where he thinks your dating Steve and gets super jealous and confesses his feelings to you and you feel the same ? ❤️

Forgive me for my absence as I was dealing with a mean case of writer’s block for the past week or two:(I changed your submission up just a little so I hope you don’t mind. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy this story!

You’re My Type|E.m x Reader

Friends to lovers, jealous!eddie

Story contains pet names (darling, sweetheart, babe, baby) slight teasing

“Hey Y/n, it’s Eddie. Just wondering if you were coming over… like you said you would? Um, just- call me back when you can?-“ The answering machine clicks, message ending as he hangs up. This is the third time you’ve stood him up. He’d always try to ask you about it but when it finally came down to it, he’d chicken out and thought it was best to ‘sweep it under the rug’.

Just as he walks to the kitchen to grab a beer from the fridge, the phone begins to ring in the other room, making him stop in his tracks almost immediately and sprint back into the living room to pick up the phone.

“Y/n?” He asks as he puts the phone to his ear.

“Eddie, it’s Ms. Y/l/n.” Your mom answers from the other line and Eddie could no longer hide the disappointment in his voice.

“Oh, hello Mrs Y/l/n!” He clears his throat in an attempt to push down the lump of emotions that were trapped inside, waiting for the perfect time to be let out.

“Hello, Dear. You just missed Y/n. She left with a friend a couple of minutes ago!” She informs him.

“Oh, okay... Could you maybe- tell me who she left with..?” He’s hesitant; it feels wrong to ask because it shouldn’t concern him but he really… wants to know. 

He wasn’t sure sure who he thought it would have been that you went with, but it definitely wasn’t

Harrington..? His mouth falls agape and his brows shoot up so far you’d think that they would get stuck like that. In that stupid- surprised- face.

“Eddie? Is everything okay?” The voice on the other line asks.

“...Um- Yeah. Everything’s fine.” He let’s out a breathy laugh, trying to hide the malice and jealousy in his voice as it fills his throat with every shallow breath he took. “Just- tell her I called?”

“Will do. Bye, Dear.” The call on the other line ends, end tone echoing throughout the small living room as the trailer falls quiet.

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Knock! Knock!

Exhaling deeply, Eddie rises from his bed and slowly makes his way to the door.

“Jesus fuc- I’m coming!” He yells down the hall when the knock becomes more erratic and notably louder.

Swinging the door open reveals the one person he couldn’t stand to see at this moment.

“Look who decided to show up.” He shakes his head and chuckles comically.

“Sorry Eds, lost track of time.” You tell him as you remove your shoes.

“Doin’ what?” He asks, making his way to the counter to pick up an already opened bottle of beer that was probably stale and takes a swig of it.

“Uh, nothing important.” You shrug.

“Oh? I thought you were hanging out with Steve.” An amused grin grows onto his lips. 

“Yeah..?”

“So... How was it?Was it good?” He rocks on his heels, awaiting your response.

“Yeah. Pretty good.” You nod. His eyes widen, almost popping out of their sockets at your response.

“Oh! So the rumors are true? That he’s ‘The best kisser in all of Hawkins!’“ He raises his voice some octaves to imitate a girl’s voice and twirls his fingers in his hair, teasing you.

“What!? We didn’t kiss Eddie!” Your brows furrow.

“Then what did you do? Because I don’t think he’d pick you up for the two of you to just ‘hang out’.” He rolls his eyes and scrunches his face, like he smelled something putrid; Or because the thought of you and Steve doing God knows what before you came over made him sick to his stomach.

“Be fuckin’ for real Y/n. This is like the what? Third time you’ve stood me up? For… a guy that- clearly doesn’t have any other intentions besides fucking you. M’ not stupid.”

“I didn’t stand you up!” You tried to protest but he’s quick to cut you off.

“Yeah, Ya did!” He points to the ticking clock hanging on the wall above couch in the living room reading 11:20p.m. “You’re three hours late! I waited for you all night, just for you to suddenly show up.”

he paces the floor, switching from gripping at his hair to covering his face with his hands then to waving his hands around like a mad man while he speaks. You stand by the door silently watching him, because as hard as it was to admit it, you knew you were in the wrong.

“Eddie…”

“I just- feel like i’m losing you. Like I see it happening but- I’m not doing anything about it. I’m not stopping it from happening, figuring out what I can do to prevent it but just watching it happen.” His back is turned to you. He leans his elbows on the counter and you can see him fidgeting with his rings, trying to keep his composure although you hear the breaking in his voice becoming more noticeable with each word.

“I just kinda wish things were like it used to be. When it was just me and you, ya know?” He chuckles, still with his back facing you. “As selfish as it it may sound…” He adds, taking the last swallow of beer in the bottle.

“Ed. I’m so sorry.” You walk up to him and rub his back. The subtle hand placement on his bare back made chills run down his body. “You’ll never lose me. I’m here, i’ll always be here.” You grin as his lips turn up into a slight smile. It’s silent for a little, Eddie’s head drops back down to his hands, still fiddling with his rings then looks back up to you.

“It’s so hard to stay mad at you.” He rolls his eyes and grins even wider than before. Sitting back up, he makes his way to the fridge to get another beer.

“I just- wish you had better taste in men.” He jokes, opening the beer and drinking from it.

“Whatever.” You giggle.

“I’m serious! You deserve so much better than what Harrington has to offer.” He shrugs and places the beer to the side.

“I don’t like Steve .” You shake your head and lean on the counter, mirroring bc the way Eddie had been leaning on it just moments before.

“You don’t..?” He furrows his brows and tilts his head, genuinely confused and questioning if his little temper tantrum was even necessary.

“No! He’s cute but, not my type.” You shrug and stare up at Eddie.

“Your… type?”

“Yeah. Douchebag isn’t really my thing.” You smile at him. “I was only with him because he wanted me to tutor him. Didn’t tell you because he wanted to “keep it confidential”” You use finger quotes and mimic Steve’s voice.

“So… What is your type?” He leans in, inches away from your face.

“Hm. If I tell you, you promise you’re not gonna be upset?”

“Darling, I couldn’t be upset with you even if I tried.” The pet name rolled off of his tongue with ease.

You look down at the counter top and take a deep breath.

“It’s you.” You say an octave just above a whisper. Eddie smiles so wide his cheeks begin to hurt, getting amuse out of this.

“Hm? Baby, I didn’t hear you clearly. Gotta speak up for me, can you do that?” He says into your ear. Besides the red that flushed on your cheeks, your face was unreadable for the most part. mouth agape slightly and your eyes stared at him like a deer in headlights.

“Cmon, lemme hear you.” He lifts your chin up, making you face him.

“…You’re my type.” You spit out; throat feeling dry and scratchy as you speak. Your jaw clenches once you see him smirk at your response. He nods and uses his thumb to caress your cheek.

“You’re my type too, baby. Always been.”

He leans in closer, demeanor changing completely as he becomes timid with what he’s going to say next.

“Can I kiss you..?”

The End:)

Hope you enjoyed! Sorry for taking so to write this story. I know it’s bad but I figured that you waited long enough for it and I didn’t want to keep you waiting for it any longer.

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I need ideas for more stories! AHHHH!

I will literally take anything. Just throw it at me and i’ll write it!! (doesn’t have to be about Eddie either)

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I Just Wanna Be Yours|E.m x Reader

Help me pick?^

slight nudity, slight smut

The Sun glistened down on you. The hot summer air flows through your hair as you walk up to Eddie’s trailer. You knock on the door a couple of times and wait for him to open it, to no avail. The longer you waited outside, the more agitated you got. Sun beaming down onto you but you could not bring yourself to walk all the way back home in this heat. You knock louder and hear something big fall to the ground that shook the whole caravan. 

“Shit- Im coming!” Eddie screams from inside, voice filled with annoyance and sleep as if he just woke up. You giggle, knowing that he caused the small earthquake in his trailer.

“What the fuck do you wan-“ Swinging the door open, choking on his words once he realizes who it was standing in front of him.

He wasn’t wearing a shirt, nor the rings that he would flaunt around as if they were his prized possessions. He wore pajama pants that hung very low on his waist, revealing a dark brown happy trail that lead into his pants. You always found him attractive. Not in a weird way of course, you’d just- imagine how he’d look right after he got out of the shower, nothing on but a small towel around him that revealed a little less than the blue plaid pajamas he had on did. But, didn’t everyone find their best friend attractive?

“Shit- sorry…” He smiles and scoots to the side, giving you enough room to slide in.

“Ugh, it’s so hot out…” You groan and fan your face as you make your way to the fridge.

“Yeah, it’s s’pose to be… really hot today.” He yawns and stretches his arms up in the air.

“Hm, ya don’t say?” Your brows raise and your mouth opens agape, acting surprised. Your sarcasm made him chuckle.

He approaches you slowly, while you hold a bag of frozen vegetables to your head.

“How about, we get you dressed into something more- comfortable..?” He asks, rolling the fabric of your dress in between his fingers.

This was nothing new. He always lets you wear his clothes and to be fair, you were literally drenched in sweat.

You nod and walk with him into his room, your hand fit perfectly in his as he guides you to the room located at the very end of the hallway. You sit on his bed and watches as he rummages through his drawers, trying to find something for you. He pulls out a faded Iron Maiden shirt and throws it at you. He doesn’t bother looking for pants as you never wear them when he does give them to you. In exchange, you throw the semi- thawed out bag of vegetables to him and send him a wink before making  your way to the bathroom. You reach your hands behind your back to unzip the zipper. It unzips half way but gets caught onto the fabric.

“Shit..” You murmur under your breath.

Eddie waits for you on the other side of the door.

“I-is everything okay in there?” He knocks lightly on the door.

“Um… yeah, it’s just- this zipper.” You tell him, still trying to unzip it.

There was a brief moment of silence after. Eddie clears his throat and continues.

“Do… you need help..?” Eddie asks, tapping on the door.

More awkward silence fills the place as you stop what you were doing to think about Eddie’s offer. You open the door a crack and nod. You let go of the door knob to let Eddie walk in. The two of you were in the confined bathroom, together… Inches away from each other he begins to fiddle with the zipper. You watch him through the mirror, his tongue poking out from the side of his mouth as he focuses on getting it unstuck. In a swift motion, he pulls the zipper down. Looking at you through the mirror, then back down at the dimples on your back. His fingers hover over the newly revealed skin. You turn before his finger tips could make any contact and look into his eyes. The tension grew even stronger once you look into his eyes, almost gasping when you realize that his eyes were roaming your body.

“Thanks-“ You hold the thin fabric up onto your chest as the straps slide down off of your shoulders.

“No problem, Sweetheart.” He winks at you before opening the bathroom door a heading out.

A sudden wave a confidence brushed over you and before you knew it, your mouth began to move without you thinking.

“Maybe- You could help me, taking the rest off?” Your cheeks flush red once you realize what you said.

Your cheeks flush red once you process what you said. You wanted to curl up and disappear or somehow rewind time before you said it. You turn around before he could notice how hard you’re blushing and act as if the shower head caught your attention..? You feel a hand on your shoulder, slowly turning you around. He looks at you and smirks, not sure if you meant what you said.

“Stop joking around. I’ll be in my room if ya need me, K?” He cups your face in his hand and rubs his thumb over your cheek.

And just like that, he walks away. He closes the door on his way out and all you could do was freak out, wanting to rip your hair out, thinking about what just happened. What is wrong with you?!!! Your attempt of “shooting your shot” failed and it left you and your confidence at an all time low. You cringe as the moment replays in your head, making it almost impossible not to curl up and die in the bathroom(wouldn’t be the first time someone died in his trailer:|)

You quickly slip off the dress and put on his t-shirt. You knock on his room door and head inside, thinking the worse after the moment you two had in the bathroom just minutes before. God, this was gonna be awkward…

“Hey, baby. Come smoke with me.” He says lying on his bed, patting the empty space next to him.

Maybe him being high was a good thing? Maybe he’ll just- forget what you said and everything will be okay…

He watches as you walk towards him in the band shirt. It was loose but hugged your body in all the right places. He loved it when you wore his shirts but would love to see you without it;)

If truth be told, he’d purposely tell you to Change into something more comfortable just so he can watch you walk through his bedroom door with one of the many band shirts that he has. To him it’s a way of claiming what’s his without actually doing so.

You sink down into his bed, springs creaking at the slight movements of you adjusting yourself to get comfortable.

You sigh “So, we gonna smoke?”

His eyes shoots back to you and nods. He sits up and grabs the freshly rolled dutch from the ashtray. He holds it out to you, placing it in between his fingers. He grabs an old, metal lighter off of his bedside table. The rusted over, metal hinge on the lighter squeaks as he flicks the cap up. You watch him light the L that sits perfectly in your lips. You take a long puff and hand it back to him. The smokes emits from your mouth as your body drops onto his mattress.

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While Eddie takes the last little puffs of the dutch he throws it into the ashtray and lays back down. You could tell something was on his mind. He’s been very out of it. Laid out on the carpet, watching the ceiling like he was waiting for it to do something interesting. You would think it was the weed kicking in If you hadn’t known him as long as you have. He’s never acted like this after one smoke sesh, he was thinking about something.

He had been thinking about you. About what you said in the bathroom. This was actually the only thing that he could properly focus on since.

In fact, right after he walked out of the bathroom and headed to his room he practically moaned aloud thinking about what would’ve happened if he hadn’t left the bathroom. Thinking about how it would’ve played out, how he was so close to having you all for himself but at the last second, he chickened out. He didn’t think that you were serious. Platonic flirting was your forte and damn, were you good at it. Even if this felt different, he didn’t want to risk it. He didn’t want to throw away the friendship because he wanted to get in your pants. Not that it was the only thing he wanted to do.

He wanted to be with you. Wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. He no longer wanted to sit behind the scenes and watch as you get your heartbroken by every douche in Hawkins, knowing that he will be there in an instant to comfort you when it happened. He didn’t want to be the one you’d come to, to talk about what Harrington did that made your heart do flips when the two of you shared shifts at Family Video that day. For God’s sake, he just wished that he made you feel the way Steve made you feel, but he knew that wasn’t possible. You’re way out of his league and ‘Freak’ wasn’t really you’re type, considering that the few guys you did date or like weren’t very- freak like.

“Ed.. What’s wrong..?” You crawl down onto the floor next to him.

His eyes shoot to you, finally coming out of his daydream to acknowledge you. He shakes his head and purse his lips. You knew he was lying.

“Y’know, you could tell me anything.” You gently place a hand on his bare chest.

I wish I could…

“Yeah, I know.” He rubs your head and roughs your hair up.

This story was supposed to to be one part but it would’ve been too long:(

Part 2?;)

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Septum Piercing;) (Working title)|Eddie x reader

Slight smut? mentions of smut, mentions of needles.

Eddie’s always wanted a body piercing. When he saw his favorite person walk into his trailer with a new pierced septum, he was intrigued to say the least. He was even more interested when you told him that you pierced it yourself.

The Tv played some cheesy romance sitcom that Eddie only bought because he figured it was something you’d like. You sat comfortably on the couch. Your legs laid on Eddie’s lap, letting him rub his hand along the side of your thigh. He wasn’t as interested in the film as you were, focusing more on you and the metal accessary hanging from your nose. He wanted to say something, something thats been on his mind since you walked in the door.

“Did- it hurt?” He says after he clears his throat. 

“Hm?” you hum, taking your attention off of the movie playing on the television.

“The…” He tugs the cartilage in between his nose with the tip of his fingers, referring to you piercing.

“Oh! No, not really.” You shrug and turn your attention back to the movie, thinking that was all he wanted to ask.

Eddie fell silent, continuing to rub your thigh but no longer looking at you or the movie.

“Ca- can you do mines?” He asks, fidgeting with his rings, still not making eye contract.

“You sure you want me to pierce you..?” A wary look contorts onto your face.

He nods, taking his bottom lip into his mouth, awaiting your response.

“ Do you think it’ll look bad..?”

“Its not that! You would look- great with any piercing its just- a lot of work to take of. Y’sure you can handle that, baby?” You cup his face into your hand. His demeanor stiffens up as the apples of his cheeks and the tips of his ears turn red when the pet name rolls out of your mouth as if it was something that you’ve always called him.

“I can handle it!” His head nods in an unforgiving pace as he perks up. 

You remove your legs from his lap and he jumps up, looking at you as if he was waiting for something.

“..Now!?” You exclaim, wide eyed.

“Now ya talking, Sweetheart.” he nods and crosses his arms, still waiting for you.

You get a kit out of your book bag and place it onto the kitchen counter. You take out a needle a place it gently in between your fingers. Eddie sat pretty at the counter, watching what you were doing. Even though he seemed calm, you could tell that he was more than terrified. You take a lighter out from your back pocket and heat up the needle. Gliding the needle over the fire until it began getting darker in color. 

“M’ cleaning it.” You explain as you place  the lighter down and grab an alcohol pad to wipe the needle off. You  could tell by the way his lips parted and brows furrowed slightly that he was interested. 

“Cmon.” You tell him as you grab everything you’d need and head to his bedroom. Its the only room in the caravan with decent lighting. 

He follows behind you and sits down on the bed when you tell him to. You put on some gloves and grab the small needle.

“Woah! I-I thought we were just piercing my nose-” He says frantically when you push his back down onto the bed and mount his lap.

“We are. What- did you think we were gonna do some else?” You tilt your head as you slightly grind onto the growing bulge in his pants. He ruts his lower half up before he grips onto your hips tighter than he was and keeping you in one place, making you smirk. His eyes shut and jaw clenches. 

“We can do that later. After this is done.” He grabs the forceps thats placed on top of napkins and plays with it. 

You open your hand out and make a grabbing motion. Eddie hands you the tool and you get started. Lifting his chin up to get a better view, you clamp the forceps into his nose. He winces once he feels the needle touch his skin.

“M’ gonna count to three and pierce it, k?” You tell him and he slightly nods as he closes his eyes. 

“1...2..” Before you could get to 3 you stick the needle through. He opens his eyes and looks at you as you quickly put the piercing through. You clean it up with a little bit of alcohol and sit back up. 

He slowly rises from the bed and heads to the mirror and looks into it, observing the piercing. You come from behind him and rub his back.

“Metal?” You ask his, staring into his eyes through the mirror. 

“…So metal!” He says, all giddy as he claps and jumps up and down like a little kid. “You were right. I do look good with this piercing.” 

 You nod and smile at his reaction. He turns from the mirror and faces you. With your bodies inches from each other, he leans down to your level. 

“Pierce my tongue next?”

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Meeting Y/n Henderson

Part 4! (Part 3 here)

Ahhhhh! Me, writing again?! Who knew?

*Beep! Beep!*

Your alarm clock chirps on your bedside table, waking you up. Rolling on your back and sitting up, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, you scoot toward the alarm and pick it up to turn it off.

“Shit!” You throw it down on your bed and head to your closet, putting anything on and running into the bathroom. You swiftly brush your teeth and run downstairs, almost missing the steps. You slide your shoes on and just like that, you’re on your way to work. Whilst your driving, all you can think about is the dream you had. You and Eddie, watching the stars above Lover’s Lake. “You’re so pretty…” Eddie says. You look over to him and smile, never wanting this moment to end. He gets closer and traces his finger on your jawline but just before he could lean in and kiss you, your alarm woke you up.

You park in the front and run into Family Video where Steve heavily scolds you.

“Y/n! You’re late! Again!”

“Wow, way to state the obvious, dingus…” Robin walks to the front of the counter and leans on it, elbows resting on the counter top.

“I know I know… I overslept.” You head behind the counter, now standing next to Steve.

“Glad you could make it! Now I can do something… less- boring, than staying with Harrington.” Robin winks and heads to the back.

It was silent for a few seconds, both of you waiting for the other to say something.

“So… What did you do… yesterday?” Steve asks with a sly look on his face.

“Uh… nothing much just- hung out with some friends.” You reply, not thinking much about his question.

“Friends or A friend?” He sounds a little upset when he asks, making it apparent that he’s knows something.

“ ‘A friend?’ What are you implying, Harrington?”

“Well, Dustin told me about the little date you went on yesterday.” He looks up at you through his lashes.

“W-What date?” You try to laugh it off. “I didn’t go on any date. Dustin is just- filling your head with lies.”

“Hmm, is that so?” He tilts his head to the side, smirking.

Before you could continue, the sound of the chimes hanging from the door are heard, and in walks the one person your were hoping to see. Not that he was someone you’d regularly see during your shift. In fact, this was the first time seeing him here while you’re working.

“Henderson! I didn’t know you worked here.” He walks up to the counter, smiling and pressing his ring clad hands onto the cold, surface.

“Hi, Eddie.” Not realizing that your eyes slid down to his fingers, admiring how the rings encased perfectly around every digit.

“So, do you know where I could find the horror films?” He draws circles on the counter with his middle finger, teasing you.

“Uhh… yeah, right this way.” He watches as you swiftly come from behind the counter and walk towards the movies.

“Harrington.” He greets Steve by winking and flashing a smile before following you.

Steve sighs, cupping his face in his hands then looking down at his feet.

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“Right over here.” You point to the row filled with popular films like ‘A Nightmare On Elm Street’ and Friday The 13th’

“Sweet.” He pulls out two VHS tapes labeled ‘The Return of The Living Dead’ and ‘Poltergeist’

“Which one?” he grins, putting one in each hand.

You choose wisely, pursing your lips and tapping your chin with your index finger. You point to ‘Poltergeist’ And watches as he puts the other film back.

“Great choice.” He nods in approval. “When can we watch it?”

Smooth;)

“Hmm… Later tonight?” You tilt your head.

“I’ll pick you up at 8?” He points his fingers at you, waiting for you response.

You nod and walk him back to help him rent the film. He waves at you before he exits the store, shooting his balled up fists in the air, as if he won a medal. You chuckle at his actions while Steve watches you.

“So uh, what was that- about?” he ask, referring to Eddie jumping up and down like a little boy in front of the store.

“I don’t know, Eddie just being Eddie I guess.” You shrug and look up at Steve.

You could tell something was up with him but chose against saying anything about it, thinking it might be about you being late and you really didn’t want him to give you a lecture.

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Time goes by pretty quick. You look and notice that its time for your lunch break. Unfortunately, you weren’t able to pack anything before you left so you decided to restock the tapes that got returned during your shift to get your mind off of your stomach practically eating itself because you were so hungry.

“Hey, isn’t it time for your break?” Steve asks, looking at his watch.

“Yeah. But, I didn’t have time to pack a lunch so…” You shrug, still keeping your eyes on the tapes scattered all across the restock cart.

“Oh! well uh- do you maybe wanna go grab something to eat- with me..? It’s about time for my break anyways.” He asks timidly, placing his palm on the back of his neck. You knew that his break already ended and he clearly just wanted a reason to hang out with you out of work.

“Sure.” You nod. Your answer caught him by surprise, his eyes widen and his voice gets caught in his throat.

“Oh- Okay!” He walks over to the counter where Robin is standing and grab his keys.

“Where are you going?” She asks.

“Out for lunch.” Steve tells them, smiling.

“Ooh” She smirks and whips her eyes over to you, then back at Steve. “Go get her, tiger.” She pats his back.

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The ride was silent most of the time, Steve doing most of the talking while the same song played in the background.

He pulls up at a small diner and parks.

“I-is this okay…?” He asks you, pointing to the establishment. “I didn’t want to go anywhere… Y’know… tooo date-y. Like I didn’t want you to think that I was trying to take you out on a date without telling bc you it was a date…” He continues to ramble about how you two weren’t actually going on a date and were instead two friends going out to eat.

“Steve, relax. You’ve been hanging around Robin too much. Let’s go!” You tell him, opening the car door and hopping out. He gets out and follows behind you, entering the Diner…

Part 5???

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Sex On Fire| Eddie x Reader

You and Eddie weren’t the closest. You’d only talk to him during class when he would steal your friend’s seat just to sit next to you or when he’d wave at you in the halls with the biggest smile on his face. You were one of the very few people that treated him- normal. Not like the freak people claim he was but like a person… He took fond of this and began admiring things you’d do, taking mental notes of everything that he thought was important. With each interaction, he’d learn so much about you without you even realizing it. How flustered you’d get when he complimented you, the way you’d fiddle with your skirt when you were nervous. He even remembered the song you were humming in class while you were really focusing on getting your work done. He remembered that he asked what song you were humming and that you told him it was your favorite song.

I know this song didn’t come out in the 80s but for the sake of this story let’s pretend it did;)

I know this story might be cheesy but i find it cute:)

“Eddie, we’re on in five minutes!” Someone from his band yells out.

Eddie pays no mind, instead looking out into the small crowd trying to find you. He invited you here during his daily run ins in the hallway that he only started doing for the sole purpose of seeing you. You promised him that you’d be here before his band came out but you were still no where to be found. He had his band practice this one song for weeks, before he even got the courage to ask you, just to make sure it was perfect. He was devastated to say the least. But, the show must go on, right?

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You park as quickly as you can and hop out of your car, slamming the door and sprinting to The Hideout. You were running late! Spending extra time on your makeup and even going to the mall earlier that day to pick an outfit just for this moment. You hear a band starting their set, almost praying that it wasn’t Eddie’s band. You could’ve sworn that you’ve heard this song before, like the name of it was on the tip of your tongue. But that didn’t matter now, what mattered is that you got your ass there to see ‘Corroded Coffins’ play. The song gets louder the closer you get, making you sprint faster to see who was playing. You were taken aback by the familiar voice… singing. Turning the corner, you realize that his band was playing and Eddie was the one singing. Not any random song, your favorite song.

“Lay where you're laying, Don't make a sound” Eddie’s voice cracks, trying hard to hold in how he was feeling, furious, upset, embarrassed that he thought that you would actually show up. He should’ve known better, relying on you to be here. He was a fool to think that you liked him as much as he liked you.

You push through the crowd to get as close as you could to the stage. It was easy to get passed the people. They were drunk and barely able to stand on there feet, waiting for a breeze to knock them down like dominoes. You didn’t want to yell out his name in fear that it would startle him and mess up his performance but anything you’d do to get his attention wasn’t working.

“You! You’re sex is on fire!” His eyes shut tight, pushing out the lyrics. His foot taps to the beat of which the drummer had been making as he strums the strings on his guitar, accordingly.

He was quick to realize that he was no longer the only person who had been singing, finally opening his eyes to see who else was. He was surprised that you actually made it, face saying it all. His tone quickly changes, becoming more ecstatic and energetic just by your presence.

“The kiddie-like play, has people talking. They're talking” He sings into the mic, head bobbing up and down to the beat which makes you giggle.

He looks up and admired the smile that you gave him, making him smile even harder than you. His hair flies everywhere by him erratically shaking his head while his fingers still strum on tune. He gives it all, trying to impress you and it definitely worked. The crowd cheers and claps at their performance, Eddie waving to them as he steps off of stage with a smile.

“Y/n!” He shouts as loud as he could, voice sounding hoarse and scratchy as he speed walks to you.

“Eddie! You did so good!” You close the gap between the two of you by leaning in for a hug, wrapping your arms around him.

You feel his arms slowly rest on your shoulders and pull you in closer.

“Thanks, sweetheart.” He says almost whispering. Wincing at the pet name.

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“How do you remember all of these things?!” You say, shocked at him recalling most of the conversations that you’ve had with each other, sitting on opposite sides of the couch inside of his trailer.

“ ‘Cus you’re special, and I usually remember when a special girl like you tells me these things.” He says, voice still a little scratchy from earlier.

“Special? like how..?” You ask.

“… You don’t treat me like everyone else does. Like a freak, or some- Cult leader.” His face scrunches as he recalls the names that people have called him, only stating the ones that weren’t so harsh.

“They’re a bunch of assholes.” You roll your eyes, making him laugh.

“Yeah… But you aren’t. And that’s why you’re special.” He smiles innocently before scooting closer to you.

You blush as wraps his arm around you, bringing you closer to him. “I really thought you weren’t gonna show up. Ugh I was crushed.” He puts his unoccupied hand on his chest, the other one still wrapped around you.

“I wouldn’t have missed it for the world, Eddie.” You snuggle into him. With your ear on his chest you could hear his heartbeat increase in speed.

“Y’know, I had my band practice that song for you.” He draws circles on your back as he looks down at you.

“Me?” Your voice, only an octave higher than a whisper.

He nods as a smile appears on his face. You sit up, now at his eye level.

“Y-yeah..! I really like you, Y/n…” He’s timid and stutters his words whilst talking.

“Yeah?” He nods quickly.

You mock the circles he traced with his fingers on his chest and watched as his cheek, along with the tip of his ears flush red.

“What if I told you… I liked you back?” you brush his hair out of his face and tuck it behind his ears.

His eyes widen and another smile forms on his face. He takes your chin in between his thumb and index finger, pulling you closer to his face. With your lips slightly brushing his, he slowly leans in to kiss you… The End;)

I know this ended very abruptly so if you want a part two (possible smut) then let me know!

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"see something you like, Harrington?" a little sketch requested by sweet @ cherrymustdie on twitter Eddie really likes Steve's cozy sweater hehe

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I’m sleep deprived and want to make more stories so give me some ideas via inbox;) Smut, fluff etc. Doesn’t matter<3

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“It is finally… My year.”

Eddie x Y/n Henderson

SEASON 4 VOL 2 SPOILERS AHEAD⚠️ (Might have cried while making this)

After you and the gang make it into the upside down, the plan was for you to go with Robin, Steve and Nancy but that didn’t go accordingly.

“Guys! Where are you?!” You cup your hands together, making your voice travel farther in hopes that they’d hear you, but to no avail.

Your palms begin to sweat, mind processing where you are. In a place that looks almost identical to your world but isn’t, in the forest by yourself with these- Demo, Demon, bats… Whatever Dustin called them.

“Fuck, fuck… FUCK!” You duck down fairly quick as one of the bats come flying at your head. You turn the direction it was going only to see millions of them, flying towards you. Your friends didn’t hear you, but they sure did.

“Shit!” You begin running as fast as you can, stepping over the vein-like tentacles, covering most of the forest.

As you ran as fast as you could, you can hear their squeaking getting louder as they get closer. You somehow find your way out of the forest, falling on the the road in front of the house from utter exhaustion. The swarm closing you in by all sides, flying all around before they start attacking. One flies down, nipping at your knee. You are able you hit it off and stomp on it but they all kept coming down. One by one, they’d grab a limb and push you down onto the ground, leaving you hopeless and in despair.

“Robin!!!! Nancy!! Please!” Crying out before one latches around your throat and tightens it’s grip.

You gasp for air, trying to call out but your vocal cords were being crushed under the pressure.

“…D-Dustin..!” You muster up one last breath before everything begins to go dark.

God, why did you decide to go on this suicide mission? If it wasn’t for your little brother risking his own life you wouldn’t be risking yours right about now. Was it really the end? Were you really about to die, leaving Dustin without his older sibling to protect him, knowing that this monster is still alive and won’t stop until he has gotten EVERYONE? Were you really about to die, knowing that Eddie doesn’t know how you feel..? As your vision starts getting dark, your life flashes before you eyes. All the memories you’ve collected over time. When you first met Eddie in Freshmen year. He was a sophomore, shoulder length hair as he was just beginning to grow it out. You found him so attractive. He came up to you in the lunchroom one day and invited you to sit with him and his friends and ever since, the two of you were inseparable. Eventually introducing your brother to him and watching them get close. It made you happy to see Dustin happy, no matter how much to two pretended to hate each other.

You remember one time Eddie wore this Denim vest that were two sizes too big on him. You told him that he looked nice in it and ever since, he’s worn it everywhere, eventually growing into it. You’d thought about that day all the time, remembering how young you were when you fell in love with him, only to realize it recently. You’d thought about telling him but every time you opened your mouth, you got nervous and quickly disregarded it, thinking that you’d have the courage to tell him later, but there wouldn’t be a ‘later’. You’re dying, taking your last breaths as the red thunder that lit up the sky became all blurry and almost unrecognizable.

“Y/n!” You hear a faint voice calling to you but you couldn’t call back.

You see a blurry image of someone racing towards you on a bike, their hair flowing in the wind.

“Come get me you son’s of bitches!” He races past you as another figure slices the tail of the bat that has a hold of your throat.

You gasp, the hot air of the underworld filled your lungs. Your throat burns and stings as you gain your consciousness. You were soon to realize that Dustin was the one helping you get loose. You turn over on your stomach and look around to see where the demo-bats were but they were nowhere. You try to get up but collapsed under your weight, dustin catching you.

“Eddie…” You look at Dustin in a panic. His eyes widen as he helps you go towards where he saw Eddie ride to.

Eddie!!Eddie!! The both of you call out, hoping nothing happened to him.

Turning the corner, you see Eddie lying there, almost lifeless as the bats drop dead, one by one. Pushing Dustin off of you, you run to Eddie and fall to your knees.

“Eddie! Why did you do that?!” You pick his head up and rest it on your thighs.

“As many times you’ve saved my ass. I think it was my time to return the favor.” He chokes on his own blood, splattering on you as he coughs it up.

“Eddie, my God. We gotta get you to a hospital!” You start picking him up. Dustin helps you, sitting on the other side of Eddie.

“W-wait! Jus-just give m-me a sec-ond…” He puts his hand on your chest, stopping you from pulling him up more.

Placing him back down he continues. “I- I didn’t run this time, right?” He looks up at you, proud at the decision he made.

“You didn’t run, Eddie. You didn’t.” Dustin’s reassures him, choking on tears as Eddie turns to him and smiles wholesomely.

“You, Henderson. You’re gonna have to take care of those little sheep for me, okay?” He grabs Dustin by the back of his neck.

“No. Eddie, You’ll take care of them. I promise we’ll get you out of here.” Dustin says, gripping Eddie’s jacket.

“Say it, you’ll take care of them. Say it…” He demands, pulling Dustin in closer.

“…O-okay, I will take care of them.” Dustin turns around to wipe his tears.

“Eddie. Please don’t go! I need you!” You cry out to him, he turns to you with wide eyes.

“E-Eddie. Don’t leave me! You need to stay. I want to get to graduate with you. To be with you- for the rest of my life. You can’t go! Not yet.” You plead. Eddie smiles, you can tell he was blushing at what you said.

“Cause i’m actually going to graduate...” He jokes, looking endearingly into your eyes.

“God Eddie. I should’ve told you this sooner. I- I love you, so much. I cant live without you so please! Stay with me.” You cup his face, tears falling. Eddie cries. He never cries! But with you, right now, you’ve never seen him more vulnerable.

“Shit y/n… You don’t know how long- I’ve been w-waiting for you to tell me that.” He tried to chuckle and lighten the mood but it hurts him.

“I love you too. I-i’ve been in love with y-you… I wish I would’ve t-told you, WAY sooner. Maybe then we wouldn’t be in the situation, I doubt it.” Even at his lowest, he’s always seem to be happy, you’ve never seen him mad or angry at anything. If only everyone else knew what he’d did for this shitty town, that hated his guts for something he didn’t do. If only they’d knew just how important he was in basically saving the whole world from monsters in the upside down.

“I love you man.” He tells Dustin who was still in the grip of his palm, resting on his neck.

“…I love you too.” He spits out.

“I think it’s my year, Henderson.” He sobs, trying to spit everything out before the end. “I think it’s finally… My year.”

Eddie smiles one last time before looking off into the distance, smothered by his own blood and taking his last breath, going limp. You couldn’t believe it. Eddie Munson, your best friend was just- gone… Like that. You blink a couple of times, thinking it was just a dream and you’ll wake up with Eddie comforting you like he always does after a nightmare. But it wasn’t a dream, he was gone and you couldn’t help him…

“Eddie..? Eddie- Baby please!” You shake him, hoping he’d wake up and hold you the way he did when you were hanging at his place, watching ‘Nightmare on Elm Street” For the 5,000th time because it was his favorite movie.

You look at Dustin, completely traumatized at what he just witnessed. The leader of Hellfire, his best friend, ‘Eddie the Banished’ died in his sibling’s arms. He balls his eyes out and all you can do was comfort him from afar, not wanting to let go of Eddie. You closed his eyes as they were still wide open and kissed him on his temple, resting your head on his. The others came out and saw the three of you. It took everything in you to leave him like that. Before you left, You slid his rings off, leaving his favorite skull one on his ring finger because that was the one you bought him, and that is what he would’ve wanted. Even though you thought it was a little weird to take his rings because they were so, very precious to him you did it so you could have something to remember him by. You put them in your pocket and wipe the tears off your face, looking at his lifeless body one last time before turning and running back to the caravan.

You all fall back onto his mattress in the over-world, minus one person. With tears in your eyes Robin comforts you, knowing about the feelings you had for him and helps you walk out of his place, almost collapsing at the sudden wave of overwhelming emotions hitting you all at once. Something told you to go back into the gate and drag him out, even if he was long gone. You still had a feeling that he was there, waiting for you to come back for him and you’d both live ‘Happily Ever After’ with Vecna gone and all of the gates closing but that wasn’t the case here. Vecna was just weak, not dead.

And he’ll continue hunting us until there was no one left.

Even though Eddie might be gone, I’ll try to continue my ‘Meeting Y/n Henderson’ series. It was hard making this just as it is reading it:( I’ll miss him but at least he didn’t run this time..

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Imagine Eddie getting turned on by you rolling up his blunt..

Eddie Munson x GN Reader

Please just hear me out?- Contains smut, cursing, PROTECTED p in v, mention of drugs and drug usage, oral(reader giving)

Not sure if anyone has done this.

It was a hot summers day. The window was cracked slightly open with a fan in front of it, blowing the humid air inside of the already muggy caravan. Songs by Black Sabbath, Megadeth and many more you couldn’t recognize blasted on the stereo. You didn’t really have plans for the summer, hanging out with your best friend and smoking until your lungs gave out was about the only thing you’d come up with.

You laid down on the bed, sweaty and high. Limbs spread out and looking at the ceiling. You had a tight t-shirt on but the feeling of it was suffocating so, you stole one of the thousands of DnD club shirts stored in Eddie’s dresser. You try to get the energy to get up and get something to drink but just as you got up Eddie comes in with beers and snacks in his hands.

“Dinner, is served.” He places down everything on the bed and removes his shirt. Your eyes follow the path of his happy trail, stopping at the waistband of his pajamas that hung low on his hips.

He throws his shirt somewhere on the floor and hops in the bed next to you. He opens up a bag of chips while watching you open up a beer and taking a swig of it. While he was gone, you decided to put on his rings. Your fingers clad with rings that were too big for your fingers, wrapping around the beer bottle.

“My rings?” He asks, still fixated on them.

“Uh yeah. Sorry.” You forgot you even had them on. You put the beer down and begin taking them off but he stops you.

“No, no it’s fine. I like them on you.” He puts his head on his folded arms and looks up at you.

“Oooh. Would you say they look better on me?” You wiggle your fingers around with the rings on, teasing him.

“I didn’t say that.” He lifts his head up and points his finger at you, laughing slightly. He takes your beer that you put on the floor and drinks some before giving it back to you.

You both sit in silence for a minute before he gets up and grabs something from his night stand.

“Do you wanna…” He finished his question by holding up an imaginary blunt to his mouth, insinuating that he wants to smoke.

You nod so he gets everything to roll up the blunt. Before he could start you interfere.

“Lemme do it.” You bite your lip, nervously as he shoots his eyes towards your direction.

“Do- you know how..?” He asks, words getting caught up in his throat.

“Yeah!” You furrow your brows while speaking. You thought that this was a stupid question but thinking about it, Eddie has never seen you roll before.

He hesitantly gives you everything you need and you start making the blunt. He watches, shocked that you knew what you were doing. He finds himself getting aroused as he watched you use your tongue to dampen the edge and fold it over. You hold it out and put it in between your fingers. You look down at him, his mouth was agape and you could tell he was impressed. You hand him it, he takes it and looks back up at you.

“What?” you turn to him.

“Who taught you that?” He smirks.

“I learned by watching you.” You smile and shrug. “Now, are you gonna light it or do I have to do that too?”

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You both sit up on his bed, passing the blunt back an forth. You can tell something was on Eddie’s drugged out mind. He opens his mouth slightly, like he’s going to say something but never does. You finish up the blunt, taking the last puffs of it before Eddie puts it in his ashtray. You open another beer but before you can drink he takes it from you and replaces it with the rolling paper and a little bag of weed.

“Do it again…” He smirks as he drinks from the bottle you just opened.

You didn’t hesitate and did as you were told, bringing the paper to your lips and licking the edge. You make eye contact with him and notice that he’s slowly grinding his hips onto the bed. You fold the paper over and hand him it. He stares at you, intently while smirking.

“Why are you looking at me like that, weirdo.” You giggle and lay on your stomach, facing him.

He says nothing and turns the blunt to you. You put it between your lips and watch him light the L. He lets you take some puffs, finally getting the courage to tell you what’s been on his mind.

“So. Uh- You’re telling me that- You watched me roll and learned how? I taught you..?” He asks.

“Mhm!” You hum, the dutch still being in between your lips.

“Hmm.” He thinks about how he’ll ask this next question. “Do you think, I can teach you something else?”

You tilt your head, Wondering what he’s trying to get at.

“Like- right now?” You ask, giving the backwood to him. He takes a couple of pulls.

“Yeah. Or you can teach me something…” He blows out the smoke and puts his head down embarrassed, knowing he could’ve worded it better.

“Eddie… I’m not understanding.” You cup his face in your hand. He takes a deep breath and looks back up at you, eyes red and half lidded.

“Y/n… I’m just- Really, horny right now. Must be something in this weed making me feel like this…” He awkwardly laughs, turning a bright shade of crimson as he leans into your touch and closes his eyes.

“Oh…Oh!” You finally piece everything together, now knowing what he meant by wanting to ‘teach’ you something. You both begin laughing, Eddie buries his face into his hands.

“We can ‘teach’ each other something if that’s what you want.” You tell him.

He darts his head up, wide eyes. “Really?”

“Yeah, just promise you won’t catch feelings?” You tease, winking at him.

In your case, you had nothing better to do. Plus, you both were as high as a kite and a quick fuck wouldn’t mean anything… would it?

He quickly nods and sits up, revealing his hard on.

“I get you that excited, Munson?” You get up and hover over him.

He pinches the bridge of his nose, trying not to show how much he was blushing. You begin to leave lingering kisses on his neck while rubbing your heat onto his bulge. Hearing him whimper only made you want him more. The kisses get lower, now above his belly button. Once you get to his V-line you guide your fingers over it, sending chills down his body. You look up to see his pretty face contort just by your touch. Your hands slide down lower now on his bulge. You feel him throbbing through the piece of fabric covering it, he wore nothing under the pants. Your hands then slip into the band of the pajama pants. You look up, seeing if he was ready. The nod he gives, gives the green light to continue.

You pull down his pants and watch as his cock jumps out. You get on your knees and slowly rub the tip with your hands, looking up Eddie to see him tremble at the feeling.

“Fuck.” He moans. He quickly puts the blunt onto his bedside table when he notices that he’s bending it up.

You lick a line from the base, back up to the tip. Continuing to tease, having him over the moon.

“Please… Y/n” He pleads for you to go further. His hips jump up slightly once you’ve reach the sensitive tip, murmuring an apology when they do.

You finally take the tip into your mouth, then slowly fitting more and more in. He hips jump again, hitting the back of your throat and causing you to gag. You take him out of your mouth to catch you breath. Strings of saliva connect from your mouth to his hard on

“I’m so sorry Y/n…” He apologizes once more.

“Mhm, do it again.” You stick as much of him in your mouth.

He holds your hair up in his fist and thrusts himself inside of your mouth, throat fucking you.

“Ugh, you’re so good for me, Y/n.” His praises get you going. The wet patch on your underwear getting larger.

Tears run down your face, makeup completely ruined. He uses his thumb to wipe the tears off and smiles, speeding up.

“A little longer, Sweetheart. You’re doing so good.” He grits his teeth together and clenches his jaw.

He thrusts one more time, keeping his cock in the back of your throat for a little before taking it out once he sees your eyes roll back. You fall onto the ground, trying to catch your breath. He tucks the hair in your face behind your ears, staring in awe. He pulls you onto the bed and rubs your back. He feels the shirt stick to your skin, it is so hot in his room.

“Cmon, let’s take this off.” let’s out a little laugh before tugging at the hem of the shirt.

You lift you arms up and let him take it off of you. Your tits fall out of the shirt, a gasp falling out of Eddie’s mouth as they bounce. He backs up to look at you, admiringly.

“You’re so pretty.” He tilt you head and looks you up and down.

“It’s my turn to teach you something now, Doll.”His words stun you, freezing up as he looks down at your shorts. “May I?” He tugs at the shorts, asking for permission to be let in.

You nod as he slips his fingertips behind the spandex material. He pulls them down, taking one leg out at a time and tosses them to the side. Feeling vulnerable, you cover yourself with your hands but he quickly swats them away to admire the wet patch.

“You’re so wet for me, baby.” He slides his middle finger into your folds, making you moan his name. He rubs your clit through the thin, light pink fabric of your panties and watches as you reach out for his hand.

“Eddie…”

“Yes, Sweetheart?”

“Please. Ple-“

“Cmon, baby. What do you want?”

“Plea-se… Fuck me!”

“Well, since you asked nicely.” He shrugs and smirks wide.

He gets off the bed and grabs a trojan from the box laying freely on the table. He pulls you by the waist and feels on your tits, mesmerized. He feels down your body and finally pulls your panties to the side, playing in your folds again. He pulls his pants down, letting them fall to his ankles and guides the condom on. He groans out as he rolls it on. He pulls his tip to you and teases you by rubbing it in your slick, both of you groan at the sensation.

He slowly enters you. The painful, pinching feeling quickly fills you up as he stretches you out. The aching slowly feels pleasurable. You begin to move your hips, wanting him to move. He begins stroking in an out making you moan as loud as the music, still playing in the background.

“You- Feel so good-“ He groans and stutters each thrust.

He picks up the pace and gets closer to your face. Is he about to kiss you right now?! He leans in closer but falls into your neck, making big purple marks. You dig your nails into his skin, making him hiss. His strokes get more sloppy, his body trembling and sputtering. Rubbing your clit as you pushes more of him inside you.

“Are you ready to cum?” He asks, doe eyes.

You nod and he picks up the pace of his thumb, moving against your clit.

“Use your words.”

“Y-yes! Fuck Eddie!” You moan aloud.

“Good girl.” He speeds up for the last time.

Your legs shake as you reach your climax, Eddie reaching his soon after. He falls onto the cushion of your chest, still deep inside of you. He pulls out, making you twitch. He swipes the sensitive bud one last time just to hear you yelp. You watch as he cautiously take the condom off and place it in the bin. He pulls his pants back up and lays down beside you.

“I blame it on the weed.” He says, resting the back of his head on his arms.

You agree and turn to him.

“We’re gonna regret this later, you know- When we’re sober?” You giggle.

“That’s later. Let’s talk about now. He take his hand from behind his head and does a shooing motion, fanning the thought of ‘later’ away.

“You look so pretty when you cum.” You boldly say without thinking about it.

“You think Im pretty?” He turns his head to you, flattered at the compliment.

“Of course. You’ve always been pretty to me, Munson. Sober or not.” You smile at him. He quickly looks away from you and up to the ceiling. His cheeks flash red.

“God, you’re gonna get me in trouble.” He pulls his hair in his hand and covers his face.

He waits for you response but when you don’t say anything he turns to you and sees that you’re asleep. He pulls you into his grasp and holds you, falling asleep in his arms.

~The End~

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Meeting Y/n Henderson| Eddie x Reader

Part 3!

The next day, you could barely pay attention in class. In fact, you couldn’t pay attention at all, only thinking about one thing. “What should I wear?!” “Something casual?” “Why am I so worried?!” Thoughts slowly began to eat you up as the time got closer to the end of the day.

You would see Eddie in the hall smiling at you once he realized you were looking at him too. During lunch, the two of you would steal glances from one another, at time you would look at him only to see that he was already looking at you.

“Hey… Eddie!” Dustin waved his hand in Eddie’s face.

“What Henderson?” He snaps, watching you quickly look the other way when Dustin turns around and looks in your direction.

“You were lookin at my sibling!” Dustin accused Eddie.

“I was not!” He furrows his brows and shakes his head.

“Then what we’re you looking my at?” Dustin tilts his head to the side, waiting for a response.

“Nothing.” Eddie slightly chokes on his words.

“Don’t tell me you like them?” Dustin palms his face.

“That’s enough Henderson!” Eddie give Dustin a death glare that could’ve been intimidating IF he wasn’t slowly turning red.

“…He totally had the hots for them!” Gareth hits Jeff on the shoulder, laughing at Eddie clearly blushing.

“Who wouldn’t! Look at them.” Someone else from the table says. Their eyes glance toward your direction so when you looked back up from your tray it kinda creeped you out. You wave slowly while awkwardly smiling.

“Stop!” Dustin balls his fist up and covers his face. “That’s my sibling you’re talking about!”

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You wait for Dustin to get in the car then you drive off. Once you get home you go up to your room and look for an outfit.

“Y/n! Mom wants you to go help with- What are you doing..?” He asks a pretty obvious question as you were still frantically looking for something to wear.

“I’m gonna hang out with some friends later. I’ll be down in a minute.” You tell him.

He picks up a short, revealing dress that was on your bed as an option to wear for later and hold it up with the tips of his fingers.

“You sure you’re just going to ‘hang out’…?” He asks, face scrunched up in utter disgust.

“Dustin, stop touching things! Go!” You yell at him and take the piece of fabric out of his hands to put it back in the closet.

He puts his arms up, surrendering and begins walking out of your room but something clicked and in that moment he figured it out.

“Oh my god. No way!” He violently shakes his head and comes further into the room.

You look at him, confused.

“Nope. Nope! I forbid it!” He exclaims, pointing his finger at you.

“You forbid what?!” You’re still very confused.

“You’re going to hang out with Eddie!” His brows furrow.

You can feel your face drain in color and you feel as if you could faint.

“I knew it! Both of you have been acting like- super weird and since when do you hang out with friends?!” He asks.

“Ouch.” You place your hand on your chest, stunned by the remark.

You got Dustin to calm down and reassured him that you weren’t going to hang out with his friend even though that is exactly what you were going to do. Got to give it to him, he’s pretty smart BUT you’re definitely smarter;)

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Just as it was planned, at around 2:50 you’re looking out of the window when you see Eddie’s van come down, passing your street. You get everything you need and head downstairs where you told everyone bye then left. You pick up the pace as soon as you get out of the house, hoping that there wasn’t any nosy neighbors out. When you turn the corner you see Eddie’s van. You step up to the window and watched as he switched from tapping his fingers on the wheel and looking in the rear view mirror, seeing if his hair looked okay. You knock on the window, making him jump.

“Shit!” He slightly laughs as you jump into the van.

You laugh at his reaction, closing the door and watch as his wide eyes, startled face slowly change and contorts into an innocent smile.

“Hi.” He smile at him and tilt you head slightly to the side.

“Hey..” Hey smiles even wider when he hears your voice slightly break, from how nervous you are.

He drives off, turning around and heading in the same direction you saw him driving from. Most of the ride was silent. Not awkward silence but more, comfortable. But you were still, very nervous. You look out the window most of the time but when you did look back at him, he was looking at you.

“Is it- too much?” You ask, almost positive that that’s why he looking at you. “My outfit.”

“Uh- no! no it’s- you look great.” He tells you. It relaxed your nerves a little, knowing that you weren’t the only one that was nervous.

You blush and look down at your hands, fiddling with them. You feel the vehicle come to a slow stop.

“Here we are!” You look up and to your surprise it was a caravan? You didn’t mind though. It looked pretty cozy from the outside.

When you step inside you were caught with a whiff of stale weed and air freshener, like someone tried covering the smell up.

“Sorry for the- mess.” He tries to clean up the little bit that was on the coffee table quickly before you could notice.

“It’s okay.” You tell him. Watching as his shoulders slowly drop as he relaxes a little.

He looks around and tries to tidy up more, tensing up again.

“Shit. Uh sorry.. The maid took the week off.” He awkwardly laughs, still trying to clean.

“Eddie, it’s fine. Really.” The look you have him was sincere as you rub his shoulder and smile.

“Ok.. okay…” He stands up right and takes a deep breath in.

You both finally settle. He puts on a movie and sits down next to you. You could tell he rarely gets company. How embarrassed he would get if he saw your eyes drift to the pile of beer cans that was stacked up in the corner of the room, quickly apologizing even though you told him multiple times that he doesn’t have to apologize. After the movie you both talked about your favorite parts in the film and actually got to know each other. He looks at his watch then back at you.

“We got some time left, cmon.” He tilts his head to the door and puts his hand out. Once you take his hand he takes you outside where he then opens the passenger door for you and walks to the other side and hops in the drivers seat.

“Where are we going?” You ask him.

He smiles at you “It’s a surprise.” He winks.

The drive was short. You hop out and realize where you were. Eddie went and grabbed a blanket from the back of his van.

“Lover’s Lake?” You look at him.

He continues to place the blanket down closer to the water and lays down on it. You sit next to him, putting on leg over the other. He stares up at you and then back at the sky.

“Eddie I- Don’t you think you’re moving to fast? I-“ He cuts you off, quickly sitting up.

“No! I didn’t take you here for that- just something to end the night with.” He smiles innocently and shrugs.

You nod, relaxing and laying down next to him.

“This is nice.” You say, watching the sun set.

He nods in agreement and closes his eyes.

“We should do this more often.” You turn you head towards him and watch as his eyes open wide and turn to you.

“You’d want to do this again?” He asks, surprised.

“Yeah. You’re pretty cool, Munson.” You take your fist and gently hit his shoulder.

He takes time to take it all in. Once it was time to take you home he dropped you off in the same spot he waited for you and watched as you walked the rest of the way home, losing sight of you when you turn the corner. You fall onto your bed, blushing as you replay the moment in your head.

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Meeting Y/n Henderson| Eddie x Reader

Part 2!

You go to pick up Dustin later that day after his DnD campaign, still very giddy of the little moment you and Eddie had in the bathroom earlier. He comes out with a very familiar, long haired “freak”. Eddie waves at you before hopping in his van and driving off.

“Don’t tell me you like him.” Dustin groans as he sits in the passenger seat.

“What?! No! We just met.” You exclaim while furrowing your brows at Dustin.

“You do! You suck at lying!” He implies, pointing his digit at your face.

“I’m not lying Dustin!” You hit his hand away. “Keep talking and you’ll be walking home tomorrow.”

He quickly settles into his seat and stays quiet, not wanting to lug his heavy bag with his school books in it all the way home. You begin to drive and smirk at him, wanting to mess with him.

“I mean. He’s kinda attractive.” You shrug, knowing that he’s not going to take the remark well.

“Nope! I forbid it!” He shakes his head and covers ear to block out any other crazy things you’ve got to say. Something about you- being friends with his friends always made him cringe. Even if it was just offering them a ride home.

You laugh at him. “I’m teasing!” You push his shoulder. “But I’m expecting a phone call later so tell me when the phone rings. Do not answer it.” You quickly change the subject. If Dustin knew that you were expecting Eddie to call you later he will freak!

“Y/n has friends?! Shocking.” He says sarcastically.

You both finally arrive at the house and walk in. You wait patiently for his phone call. Pacing all around the house, wondering if he forgot. You plop onto your bed and all you can think about is Eddie. You knew that you couldn’t think about him the way you did but it was so hard not to... Fortunately, your little fantasy was cut short by someone calling your name.

“Y/n the phone!” Dustin calls you from downstairs.

You take a little to get downstairs, screaming silently and jumping up and down while you’re on your way down. You notice that you can’t hear a ringing so you rush to the phone in the kitchen to call back only to see Dustin with the phone in his hand talking to the other person on the line while places his hand on his hip.

“Hey, how did you get this number anyway?” He says smiling but his face quickly changed as you hear the person on the other line speak.

“Y/n gave it to me. Can you give the phone to them?” The faint voice of Eddie could be heard on the phone. “It’s um. I need some help with this… with homework that I have.”

“Oh… Okay?” Dustin hands the phone to you and mouths ‘No funny business.’ as he walks off and heads back to his room.

“Hey!” You say, leaning on the wall.

“Hey! Thought you gave me the wrong number for second.” He says as he exhales into the phone.

“I would never!” You smile wide while playing with your hair.

“So uh- are you still up for hanging out? I was thinking maybe sometime tomorrow… after school?” He shoots his question, sounding nervous and getting stuck on his words.

“Sounds good!” You exclaim but remember that you can’t be too loud, or else Dustin will suspect that your conversation isn’t really about homework.

“O-okay! I can pick you up at your house at maybe 3 tomorrow?”

“Sure..! But let’s keep this between us? Dustin isn’t too fond of me hanging out with his friends so if he finds out he’d freak!” You tell Eddie.

“Yeah I figured.” His laugh is breathy then it goes quiet for a second. “Okay…” He continues tells you the plan on how he’s going to secretly pick you up from your house.

“Sounds like a plan.” You confirm.

“Good. I’ll see you tomorrow, Henderson.”

“You too, Munson.” You hang the phone back up onto the base that’s hanging up on the wall and quickly head back to your room. You turn on your radio to block out all of the squeals and screeches you were making at how ecstatic you were for tomorrow.

Are you really excited to hang out with the ‘freak’?

here you go my love! @ahzysauce

Part 3

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Meeting Y/n Henderson Eddie x fem reader

You’re very protective over your brother, Dustin. So when you accidentally overhear him and his friend’s conversation about Jason picking on him you were furious.

Story contains cursing!!

Part 1

When the bell for lunch rang you couldn’t wait to confront Jason. You put your bag down at your table when you got to the lunchroom and walked to Jason’s table.

“Don’t you have anything else better to do than to pick on the freshmen?” You slam you hands on the table, making him and his friends jump.

“Ah, Y/n Henderson. Did Dusty tell on me?” He laughs at his own joke while the others joined in.

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Mike watches as you walk up to their table. “Isn’t that your sister over there?” He asks Dustin as he points over to you.

Everyone at the table looks towards the direction he pointed to.

“Oh shit…” He puts his head down in embarrassment.

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“You’re a pussy. Pick on someone your own size.”

“And if I don’t stop picking on him? What are you gonna do?” He gets up from his seat, inches away from you now.

You start seeing red and completely lose it. People all over the lunchroom watches as you you ball your fist up and sock him in the nose. He falls to the ground, blood leaking from his nostrils. Eyes follow you as you walk to Dustin’s table and scold him for not telling you about the bullying.

“That was- badass.” A fairly attractive guy with long hair sitting with your brother and his friends said. You shrug and smile at him.

“I’m going to clean up and go home. I’ll pick you up later.” You pat Dustin’s shoulder and start heading to the bathroom.

“Mind if I help?” Dustin’s friend asks. You nod while grabbing your bag and he quickly follows behind you.

You both cautiously head into the girls bathroom and he begins helping you clean up.

“I never knew Henderson had a sister.” He smiles at you while he cleans the blood from off of your knuckles.

“Yeah.. He’s kinda embarrassed of me.” You sigh.

“What? No way he’s embarrassed to have you as his sister.” He shakes his head. “That really was badass. What you did back there. He fucking deserved it!” You both share a little laugh.

You guys practically sat in silence as you finished cleaning up. You go out first, making sure no one see him come out of the girls bathroom before signaling him that the coast was clear.

“Hey. I didn’t get your name.” You say before you two parts ways.

“Oh, It’s Eddie. Eddie Munson.” He tells you.

“Eddie. I’m Y/n” You smile at him as he awkwardly sticks his hand out to shake your hand.

“Y/n.” He says, making a mental note.

“We should maybe hangout sometime. i-if you want to.” He tucks his hands into his pockets and rock back and forth.

“I’d love to.” You quickly take a pen from out of your bag and grab his hand to write your number down on his wrist.

“Can I call you later?” He asks while his face turns red.

You nod and wave at him before leaving school and head home. You couldn’t stop replaying the moment in your head. Him gently wiping Jason’s blood off of your face.

How romantic…

Part 2

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Asked myself “what if they shared more clothes?” and I haven’t known peace since.

From my Instagram

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Random ass person from hellfire club : It’s dark in here

Eddie : Don’t worry dude I got this

Eddie : *Stomps his feet*

Eddie : *Skechers light up*

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I’m tired of seeing all the other Eddie loving girlies saying that they couldn’t get him.

GIRL YOU COULD

SO EASILY.

This man gets no bitches, absolutely zero play. You start talking to him?? And showing him the most baseline level of kindness??? He will be PUTTY in your hands. He will fall for you SO. HARD.