#Stranger things volume 2

[ryan-waddell11]

bro was contemplating every time he skipped gym once he saw he had to climb a rope

[queenimmadolla]

𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐝

Summary: A glimpse into Eddie’s morning as a first time and young dad with his baby. Oh, and you’re there, too.

Warnings: allusions to sexy stuff, descriptions of breastfeeding (it’s natural—suck it up), and fluff.

a/n: pulled this one out of the vault for you guys, written last July. hope you like it!

Eddie’s up before you and surprised to see it’s light outside, a sight he hasn’t woken up to in the last couple of months. Two, to be exact.

  That’s when the two of you had brought Penny home.

  Eddie yawned, impressively loud before he slapped a hand over his mouth, gaze flickering to you but you were still asleep; on your stomach with your face partially hidden in your pillow. You’d successfully kicked the sheets off yourself in your sleep, leaving your legs bare and your top half covered with one of Eddie’s larger shirts. 

  One of your legs was bent at the knee and raised up near your elbow.

  God, you always looked so fucking delectable. All he’d have to do is rouse you with some kisses pressed to your neck, settle himself behind you, pull his boxers down and move your panties to the side and he could just—

  Eddie inhaled sharply, tearing his gaze away from your body before his blood could rush off to an area he didn’t have the time to acknowledge, as the very reason he couldn’t partake in his little fantasy cooed from her crib. 

  She’d been the result of a very similar event.

  He took a couple of moments to calm himself, squeezing his eyes shut as he promised, soon.

  Then he got out of bed, snagging a band t-shirt from the dresser as he walked to the crib on the other end of the room.

  Eddie yanked on the shirt—only briefly struggling with the arm holes—before he was peering into the crib, mouth breaking out in a megawatt grin.

  Penny was awake alright, big brown eyed stare focused on a sticker that had been plastered to the wall of his room long before she was even conceived. You’d swaddled her before putting her to bed last night, so she looked like an adorable, content burrito.

  Once she realized Eddie was hovering over her, the sticker lost her attention and those big beautiful eyes were on him, sparkling as her mouth parted in a gummy smile big enough to rival his own. 

  Daddy came to rescue her from confinement. 

  “Hi, baby, good morning!” Eddie cooed, trying his best to excitedly whisper so as to not disturb you, but he couldn’t help it. He was still so thrilled—and fucking terrified—to be a dad, to have that cute face peering up at him every morning and waiting for him when he got home from work. She always looked at him like he was the greatest thing to walk the earth, always so delighted to see her daddy.

  Even though she’d start crying for you the moment you came into view—but you had an advantage he lacked, you always had her food on you. Her walking meal ticket.

  And Eddie couldn’t even blame her, he was a huge fan of your boobs and he’d even bet he appreciated them more than Penny. 

  Eddie reached into the crib, tugging the tucked in corner of the blanket out and as the blanket around her loosened, Penny’s arms shot up near her head, her tiny body arching as she stretched for a comically long period of time. Eddie chuckled, using it to his advantage, he slipped an arm behind her back and head with the other supporting her bottom as he picked her up, pressing a kiss to her head (and giving her hair a secret little sniff to get a whiff of that baby scent of hers).

  “Did you sleep good, honey?” He cradled her in one arm, tucked close to his chest as he carried her out of the room to start on breakfast. 

  Penny obviously didn’t answer, head resting against his collarbone.

  “Heard you woke up mom last night—well, early this morning, I guess—with boobie demands.”

  Eddie pulled the fridge open, hovering in front of it as he debated on its contents before selecting the cartridge of eggs.

  He didn’t want to put Penny down, happy to have her curled up in his arms, so a simple breakfast would have to do. A pan was pulled out, so was a little bit of cooking oil and soon Eddie was breaking the eggs out of the shell—angling his body to the side so Penny wasn’t at risk of possible oil splash back—and letting them cook.

  “You like eggs?” Eddie asked, stepping a little ways from the stove as he hitched her higher on his chest and held the eggshells out for her to see.

  She kicked her legs, a roll covered arm shakily reaching out towards the shells but Eddie kept them out of her reach.

  “Uh-uh, no sticky fingers for you, young lady.”

  The shells were tossed in the trash can but Penny didn’t care, twisting her upper so her chest was pressed to his. She gripped his shirt loosely in her chunky fist as she leaned forward and mouthed at his shoulder, effectively soaking the area with her drool before she began to suckle.

  “Jesus, you act like we starve you.” Eddie chuckled, reaching for a recently washed pacifier to pop into her mouth.

  She seemed to prefer it over his shirt, doing a full body sigh once she was suckling on it, with her need partially sated (eddie knew he had about fifteen minutes to wrap up breakfast before she realized nothing was coming from it and would start crying), Penny went back to cuddling into his chest. 

  She was starting to be a little more active—not sleeping as much as she did this time last month but for the most part, her movements were still unstable. She had good neck control (you’d had to pin Eddie down to keep him from picking her up when she’d immediately cry upon being put down for tummy time), she liked to kick her legs like she was about to take off for a marathon, but she still couldn’t quite hold things for long (unless it was hair or fingers) and had yet to roll over without you cheating and nudging her the rest of the way.

  Speaking of making Penny do things…

  Eddie lost to his intrusive thought, rearranging his hold on Penny so he was gently grasping her sides as he placed her feet on the counter. Immediately, she popped down to squat before shooting up again. And then she did it once more, getting comfortable with using her legs.

  She didn’t even seem to wonder why Eddie was making her stand, she was more focused on staring intensely at her own feet.

  Then Eddie made her jump, lifted her up and down and up and down, and when that got her smiling wide enough for her pacifier to fall out of her mouth, Eddie moved onto the cabinets.

  “Go, baby, go!” He turned her on her side, miming the motions of her chunky legs running over the top cabinets like some baby ninja and laughing at how big her smile managed to keep getting, her big eyes squinting with it.

  “What are you doing to my baby?” You asked as you emerged from the bedroom, rubbing sleep from your eyes.

  “She’s gonna be the next Karate Ki—hello.”

  Eddie couldn’t help himself, dark gaze trailing over your figure as you stood there, hair a wreck, no pants, oversized t-shirt—ooh, and a leaking nipple. 

  Eddie’s favorite. Yum.

  You followed his gaze, scoffing at the dark stain growing over your left boob, hand pressing against it to stop it as if you were applying pressure to a wound.

  “It heard her,” You pouted, lip stuck out and wobbling at him as you referenced your body’s response to the sound of your baby. Crying, giggling, whimpering—didn’t matter, your milk ducts went into overdrive, aware that your baby was conscious and could need a feeding. Her baby noises were like a trigger sequence.

  Eddie lifted Penny to his face, pressing fervent kisses into the chub of her cheeks, “Score for you, babe!”

  You rolled your eyes, completely, utterly fond and smitten over the interaction. He briefly abandoned the kitchen to hand her to you after you’d made yourself comfortable on the couch, ready to fall to his knees in adoration.

  You pulled the shirt over your breast, and despite trying to place your nipple in her mouth for her, Penny struggled to find it, mouthing greedily at your boob, her little head turning this way and that way but always missing the peak. 

  “Girl, it’s right there.” You laughed. Penny gave it like four more seconds of trying before her whimpers kicked in and you hurriedly managed to get her to latch, stopping the outburst.

  And just like that, Penny was content, making satisfied little squeaks as she nursed and stared up at you, pretending like she hadn’t been moments away from screaming her lungs out.

  And Eddie was distracted, solely focused on the two of you and how he wanted to roll around on the carpet because the cuteness aggression was almost unbearable. If this was how he would be spending every work-free morning for the rest of his life, he was ready to convert to being a morning person.

  Especially if those big sparkly eyes and that gummy smile would be staring up at him. GOD-she was so stinking cute. He wanted to smother her in his affection, but she was growing annoyed with Eddie all up in her face and squishing the chub she was accumulating. She even cried if he faked chewed on her chunky cheeks for too long.

  “What’s that smell?” You asked, snapping him out of his love stupor as you sniffed loudly.

  “FUCK!” Eddie bolted back to the kitchen, smoke surrounding the pan and what had once been edible eggs, “Hey, honey, what’s your opinion on extra crispy eggs? You a risk taker?”

“The answer to that is hurting my nipple right now.”

“Valid. That was a very fun risk.”

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[pink-luna-moth]

Look at the gorgeous piece by @jellyfish-confetti i got to colour for the @steddiebang2024 art exchange

Like look at these gorgeous women my jaw dropped when i first saw the lineart

[desolateyears]

Hihi look at this rad piece of art made by @tavmakara that I got to color for the @steddiebang2024 art exchange!!!

[whiitewhiiskey]

Southern Eddie Headcanons

- Eddie and Wayne Headcanons

- Warnings: Drug use, Homophobia, Abuse

• The Munson’s are a southern originating family, from Schulenburg, Texas.

• Eddie’s father was a Texas Ranger before he was caught for drug possession.

• His mother was out of the picture, having moved away due to fights between her and Eddie’s father.

• Because of this, Eddie was placed with Wayne.

• Eddie’s father got out of prison soon after, using his power within the court systems to gain custody over Eddie once more.

• It was during this time where Eddie learned how to hotwire, as well as learn all he knows about substances across North America.

• Eddie’s father shaved his head after finding out about his sexuality, trying to prep Eddie for a militaristic homeschooling, but Wayne got the drop on his brother and got custody of Eddie again.

• Because of this, they moved out of state, to Hawkins, Indiana.

• He grew out his hair during the years, eventually getting it out to what you see in season 4.

• Wayne helped Eddie earn up the funds for the guitar, and lessons for after they’d gotten it.

• Country music is a guilty pleasure for them both. While they don’t listen often because it reminds them of Eddie’s father, sometimes you’ll hear it blasting from the van, or the house.

• Eddie has a collection of cowboy hats within his closet, given to him by his father and Wayne over the years.

• If Eddie is angry, sometimes you’ll hear the southern twang in his voice.

[thisreadswhatever]

Series Masterlist

Summary: Steve is acting weird, all because you’re going on a date with Eddie Munson. You've been best friends for years, so why would he care who you date?

Series CW: 18+, angst, slight fluff, swearing, alcohol, doesn’t follow the exact timeline of the show, smut, little fluff, swearing, fingering, oral (m receiving), some pet names, doesn’t follow the exact timeline of the show

Wordcount: 6.5k+

Note: I haven't wrote for this series in some time but I do plan on finishing it at some point in the future, once I'm in my ST era again..

♡ PART ONE

♡ PART TWO

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[artthoufruity]

Remember when people genuinely believed Will was straight? I don't think we celebrated when we were proved right as much as we deserved tbh we were fighting for our lives back then I wrote a whole character analysis on him at one point.

[harrington-love]

happy one year to volume 2, but especially to these two characters and these two perfect scenes 🩷 💙

[eddiemunson-fanfic]

Okay I have a weirdly specific angst/hurt/comfort one. What if reader and Eddie got into a fight and Eddie said something REALLY out of pocket and reader is already going through a rough time and this just pushes them over the edge so they go home and attempt suicide and they end up in the hospital Eddie finds out and is just overwhelmed with guilt and stays by reader’s bedside and he just keeps apologising and telling reader he loves them.

oooouuuh, okayokay, i'll do my best, and hope you like it! :')

I trusted you.

Eddie Munson x Plus size!FM!Reader

Warnings: This entire story can be triggering. Mention of suicide attempt, mentioning of rape, mentioning of selfharm. Summary: Eddie had been your safe space for so long. He was the one you felt like you could open up to about anything, and he was the only one who didn't use your past against you like everyone else in your past had done. You had a hard time opening up to someone, so being able to trust your boyfriend was a breath of fresh air. Little did you know he would do you so wrong, just as everyone else did.

Eddie knew. He knew how much of a hard time you had opening up about everything you've been through. He knew how fragile you were, especially in the sort of state you were in currently.

He watched you as you fell to your knees from the kitchen, making his heart jump out of his chest by the look of you. He couldn't move, but he screamed at himself to do so. He wanted nothing but to wrap his arms around you, but his stupid fucking legs wouldn't move an inch to comfort you. He just stood there, watching you break down in front of him. The scream you let out broke his heart even more.

An officer had came to the trailer just minutes before as you were cooking dinner together. It was a joyful evening all together, but this was the breaking point. It ruined you in an instant, and you struggled to keep yourself calm when you got the news.

You told Eddie you could speak to the officer by yourself, because Hopper was there too. Hopper was someone you felt as if you could trust just slightly. Especially since he helped you get out of the situation you were in. He helped you put him in jail, and he was like a father to you after he took you in.

Eddie wanted to join you, but you told him that you wanted to just hear what they had to say alone, as he finished up the dinner you were making. You kissed his cheek tenderly, before you whispered in his ear how you looked forward to the rest of the night with him before you left him in the kitchen. The both of you were smiling when you last looked at eachother.

You kinda knew when they arrived what it meant, but little did you know it would have such an impact on you in general. Eddie knew deep down too what the deal was, but he didn't wanna push himself onto you if you didn't want him there. He knew better.

It's been years, it shouldn't affect you like it did. But it did, and you hated how much control he still had over you.

You closed the door to the trailer as you followed them out to the porch, and Hopper greated you with a soft smile that didn't feel right. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong.

After you moved in with Eddie to get off of Hopper's back, you had been bumping into Hopper every now and then, and he was always happy to see you, always. No hidden agenda, just wanted to know you were doing okay. You lived under his roof for almost 12 years, ofcourse you meant something to him. Ofcourse he meant something to you. He was the one that tried to teach you that opening up about it wasn't a bad thing. It could help actually.

He wasn't too fond of you meeting Eddie, and especially not when you announced that he was your boyfriend. But who was he to reject you of being happy? He saw how healthy it was for you that Eddie was a part of your life. He saw how you opened up more, how you became a happy person again. He only wished he could do more than this. He wish he could keep you safe from that monster for life, but he tried to make it clear to you that this would one day happen. He would be free, and that was the case this time.

"I'm so sorry to be bearer of these news to you, but since you're his kid, you have the right to know" the police man next to Hopper said, and you went pale straight away. Your eyes big as saucers as you clutched onto the door handle, trying to steady yourself. Hopper coming to your rescue without hesitation as he helped you steady yourself.

This was too soon. Or maybe it wasn't. But you were not ready to face him just yet. You would probably never be ready to face him at all. He became a total monster after your mother passed away, and you wish you never had to re-live the last moment you saw him ever again. But you weren't so lucky.

It all came crashing down around you, and you struggled to breathe.

It had been getting gradually worse throughout the years after your mom passed. He started drinking, which was almost welcomed after your wife dies on you, but what followed was worse. He became angry. He became a monster. Everything you did was wrong. Everything you said was wrong. You had to watch your back at any single moment, and you were a pile of anxiety by the time it became more than verbally. When he first put his hands on you, you struggled to keep the bruises hidden. He learned quickly that he couldn't leave marks for everyone to see. He would lose you if he did.

He told you to keep quiet as he had his way with you. Told you that this is what good girls does for their daddy if they love them. And you did. You did love your dad. He was everything you had, and everything you knew. But it felt so wrong. It hurt. It hurt so bad, and you struggled to keep from crying. It happened more frequently too.

If he didn't get the hooker he had paid for to sleep with him, he took it out on you. Told you that this was right, and that this was what you were born to do. But it had to be kept a secret. And you kept it a secret. For so long.

It started when you were 6. And you didn't speak about it even after he got thrown in jail by the age you were 10. You didn't dare speak of it even when you knew and learned that it wasn't something someone usually did to their daughter. Every single friend you made past that age made you realise your dad was so in the wrong. The way he treated you was not something someone did to their daughter.

And you only realised it after you and a friend of yours that you were visiting for the night after Hopper took you in. You didn't realise your dad was not gonna come back, and you were making a mess in the dining room with the paint you were playing with, and her dad came into the dining room tsk'ing at you, making you stop dead in your tracks as your friend giggled at her dad.

"Girls, girls, girls.." he started, but he smiled. Wait, he smiled? Your dad did never. This was strange, but comforting at the same time.

"I'm sorry papa, we didn't mean to make a mess"

Her dad charged at her, laughing and she giggled even more, running around the table with her dad stalking her, making her giggle even more until he caught up to her, lifting her in the air upside down and shaking her playfully.

It made you giggle too, and you watched them as they laughed together. So this was how normal dads treated their daughters. This was love.

You felt someone touch your shoulder as you came down to it again. You were inside the trailer now, and you didn't even realise you had gone inside. But you remember what had happened just seconds before. He was free. He could come find you at any given moment. That creeping feeling of anxiety came crashing down on you again, making it hard for you to focus. Making it hard for you to not rush to hurt yourself.

"He is out, Eds" you heard Hopper faintly say behind you as Eddie's arms wrapped around you, holding you close. A soft "shit" leaving Eddie's lips as he held you. You felt as if you couldn't breathe. But you tried. Oh how you tried. You couldn't control it, and you just sat there, your nails digging into the soft flesh of Eddie's arm, making him whince just slightly from the pain as you tried to ground yourself. Trying to let the scent of him surround you. To calm you. Like it normally did.

You were having a panic attack. You were completely out of your mind, and you wish you could focus on your boyfriend in front of you, trying to keep you calm. But you just couldn't. He was out.

You got him imprisoned, and he could be out to get you again. He could make your life a living hell. But it's been years. You should be over this now, shouldn't you? But everything came crashing down once you got the news. They didn't really finish giving you the news before you saw black either. But you knew.

They let him go, despite the stuff he did to you. He was a free man now, and there was nothing you could do about it.

Eddie tried his best to get your attention, but there was no use. You were as if frozen in time. You had no clue how long you had been sitting on the floor by now. It must have been hours, because your entire body was hurting by now. You were so stiff, but you couldn't even give a shit about it. What was the most freakiest shit right now, was that you didn't even blink. And it freaked Eddie out.

"Babe? Please, come back to me, please" he begged, but you were not responding at all.

He touched your cheek, which made you flinch, screaming as you jumped away from him.

"Don't you fucking touch me, you freak!" you screamed. In your head it was him. It was as if he was touching you again. You could feel it, even after all these years. It was him. It was that fucker who broke you years ago.

This struck a nerve with Eddie, and he saw black. The nickname freak was something he never thought would come out of your mouth. And especially not with such spite. It was as if your words were laced with venom. But he knew deep down it wasn't directed at him. He knew, which made it even worse that it came out of your mouth. That nickname you knew broke him down years ago.

He didn't think clearly as he opened his mouth again to speak, insulting you with his words. His words clearly laced with venom as he did.

"Oh, so I'm a freak, huh? What about the girl who fucked her own fucking dad? I wonder which one of us is the real freak here, because normal people don't do that!" he spat at you, and he regretted it straight away, seeing how it managed to get you back to earth, and you backed away from him even more, your back hitting the wall as you struggled to breathe again.

"I'm so sorr.." he started, but you stopped him.

"Get. Out"

"But.."

"GET OUT!" you screamed at him, and he did. He didn't even question it a second time, but he was fuming with anger. He didn't even know what for. Was it because you called him a freak, or was it because he managed to hurt you without it being his intention at all?

You knew what the nickname did to him, but he also knew that you were.. You know what? It didn't even matter. He was sick of this, so he ran. He probably shouldn't have, but he didn't give a damn at that minute. He wanted to get away, he wanted to get away from you. And he certainly didn't wanna stand by and get scolded for trying to help again.

He slammed the door so hard on his way out, making you flinch even more as your knees became weak, giving out under you.

How could your relationship even survive this?

Eddie drove until he couldn't see the road anymore through his tears. He was so mad. He didn't know if he was mad at himself, or if he was mad at you or the situation in itself. No, that was a lie. He hated himself so fucking bad. He used your past against you in the split of a fucking second, and he knew what everyone else in your life has ever done when you've opened up to them.

Eddie needed help. He needed help to say sorry to you. To show you how much he hated what he had done to you, but he couldn't turn around now. He needed time away to clear his head, and he knew someone who was good at listening when he needed it to. He just wished that he wouldn't turn his back on Eddie now that he needed it the most.

And you didn't know what to do. You have no idea how long you stood there completely frozen in time. You flinched when the door slammed after Eddie, and when you came to yourself again, the dark outside had started lightened slightly. The sun was on her way up, and you blinked away the last few tears that were stuck in your eyes as you shuddered slightly from the cold around you.

You felt the urge to do something. You could feel your brain getting darker and darker. You couldn't think clearly as your legs carried you to the door, locking it, before they carried you to the kitchen, picking up the pain killers after the accident Eddie had a few months back, and into the bathroom. You started the water before you laid down in the bathtub, wanting to end it all.

"You need to show her you're sorry, man, nothing else works" Steve said as he choked on a bit of smoke from the cigarette he was smoking as Eddie's leg bounced where he sat, dumping another cigarette into the ashtray as he lit another.

"I don't know how, I feel as if I ruined everything"

"I know, but you love her, don't you? You didn't really mean what you said, did you?" Steve asked carefully, not wanting to trigger Eddie as he saw how of a fragile state Eddie was in.

He just shook his head as he inhaled almost half of his cigarette before exhaling the smoke.

"No, but it was so out of pocket of me to say that shit man"

"Listen, I don't know what to tell you, because I don't know what you actually told her, but I know for a fact that she loves you. She has never opened up to anyone like she has done you, Eddie, and the way she looks at you, oh man, that's the purest form of love I've seen in ages"

This made Eddie relax just a tiny bit. But he had this feeling deep down in his gut that there was nothing to fix soon if he didn't hurry home to show you how sorry he was.

"You sure?" he asked Steve as he looked at him, dumping the cigarette into the ashtray as he jumped up from the couch, pacing back and forth.

Steve just nodded at him, giving him a smile.

"Shit, I really need to get home" Eddie said as he looked out the window. Seeing the sun creeping up between the trees in the backyard, as Steve ushered him out the door.

"Save her. Save your relationship. Please." Steve added as Eddie nodded, running to his car as he drove home again.

Something was terribly wrong. He could feel it.

And he wasn't wrong. The entire floor of the trailer was filled with water as he entered. Shit, shit, shit.

He ran to the bathroom, but you weren't there. Fuck. This was not good.

Little did he know that you were at the hospital when he came home. You were on the phone with Robin before you went into the bathroom. Robin became so scared for you, she begged Nancy to drive her to you so she could check up on you. You didn't sound like yourself, and something about the entire call made Robin feel uneasy about it all. And she was right. There was something wrong. She was just happy you had given her and Nancy each their own key to the trailer, so she was able to lock herself in. But the sight of you in the bathtub was not something she was ready for.

"Nance, help me!" she screamed at Nancy which was just outside the door, since Robin said she wanted to check on you herself.

Nancy came bargin in the bathroom door as Robin struggled to get you out of the bathtub, storming to help her.

"We need to get her to the hospital!"

Nancy checked for your pulse, and it was there, but faintly. If it weren't for them coming at the time they did, you would've been long gone by now.

"Steve, she's not here, and the entire trailer is filled with water from the bathtub!" Eddie exclaimed into the phone, making Steve whince slightly from how loud he spoke.

"Calm down, you sure she's not in the trailer?"

"Yes, for fuck sake man! This trailer ain't that god damn big!" he was starting to get angry now, and it pissed him off that Steve was so calm about it all. If only Eddie knew how stressed Steve actually was. But he couldn't show Eddie he was, or else he would freak out even more.

He needed to know where you were, and that fast.

"Tried asking Robs?" Steve said calmly. Shit, how have he not thought of calling Robin or Nancy, your two best friends. But out of everyone, he called fucking Steve. Which he knew didn't know where you were.

"Let me call Robs, and you call Nance, okay?" Steve said calmly, and Eddie nodded into the phone, not thinking about the fact that Steve couldn't see him.

"Shit, yes, bye" he ushered as he hang up the phone, on his way to call Nancy as the phone rang before he could dial her number.

"I don't have time for thi..."

"She's here" Hopper said into the phone, abruptly stopping Eddie from barking more into the phone.

"Where's here?"

"Hospital" Hopper announced as the line went dead. Eddie was already on his way to the hospital, his eyes foggy with tears as he could barely focus on the road. Shit, get your shit together, get to her in one piece.

Fuck, this was not good.

He barely managed to stop his car at the hospital before he opened the door to barge into the hospital. He needed to know you were okay, and his mind was storming with emotions as he ran to the front desk, basically screaming your name to the nurse behind it.

She told him your room, a bit frightened of his outburst, and he almost flew through the corridor, onto the right floor as he stopped right in front of your door. Hoping for the absolute best to meet him when he opened the door.

Robin, Nancy and Hopper were there already when he opened the door. Go figure, but oh how happy he was to see them all. Hopper came towards him, with a sad look on his face as he catched a small glimpse of you in the bed, a tube down your throat to help you breathe as Nance and Robin held each of your hand on either side of the bed.

"She's stable, but she's not awake yet" Hopper said, barely loud enough for Eddie to notice what he said, but loud enough nonetheless before he let Eddie pass to you. His feet barely moving him forward as he took in the sight of you in the bed. The sight breaking his heart into thousand pieces. Nancy coming to his side to lead him to the side where she was sitting beside your bed.

"It's okay, Eds, we know what happened, Hopper told us"

But you didn't know how foul I was with her.

He sat down beside you as he took your hand into his own, rubbing soft circles on your palm as he tried to focus on not crying. Again.

"I'm so sorry baby, I should've never left you, I'm sorry" he whispered, biting back tears as he did.

He have no idea how long he sat there, just holding your hand, feeling the pulse of your heart beating, trying to relax and be happy that you were still alive. Still with him. He wanted to thank Robin and Nancy when they told him how they found you. But he just couldn't. He was so mad at himself for leaving you.

"I'm so fucking sorry, please, come back to me, please, please, please, I can't live without you princess, I'm so fucking sorry" he whispered through his tears, holding onto your hand.

He must have fallen asleep, which he didn't even remember, but he woke up, still holding onto your hand in the chair beside your bed. But he woke up from you removing your hand from his, which made him panic.

"Baby?" he spoke softly, noticing how you were looking around the room, your eyes barely open, but open enough to notice you were awake.

"Hi, I'm here, it's okay, you're safe" he said softly, lifting himself up from the chair slightly to hover over you to brush some loose strands of hair from your face, cupping your cheek when he was done, which made you whince away from him.

It hurt seeing you this startled, but he tried to keep his cool, remembering how you ended up there in the first place.

"It's me, it's Eds" he reassured you, which made you relax once you heard his voice.

You couldn't talk, but you wanted to. Your throat hurt, but you were happy to be staring into your boyfriend's eyes, a single tear running down your cheek, but he wiped it away carefully as he smiled at you.

"I'm here, and I'm not leaving, but I have to tell the nurses you're awake"

"Don't bother, already done" Hopper said from across the room as Eddie's head shot to the side where he was standing as a nurse came into the room to check on you.

"Good to see you're awake" the nurse said as she did her check up, replacing the tube in your throat with oxygen up your nose instead before leaving the room again to fetch a doctor or whatever. Eddie didn't care what she did, because you were back with him again. You were alive, and he promised himself to get better at watching out for you. He would never leave your side ever again after this.

"Fuck baby, never scare me like that again, please" Eddie begged softly, brushing your cheek as you leaned into his touch, welcoming the affection he was giving you.

"I'm so fucking sorry, for everything" he said after a while, his tears uncontrollable as he tried to compose himself. You groggily coming back to earth as your entire body shuddered with cold.

It took you some time to get back to yourself, but when you did, you couldn't do anything but to wrap your arms arounds Eddie's neck, crying into his neck as he wrapped his arms around you, letting you cry.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry" he cried with you, feeling such guilt it could strangle him alive. He felt awful for what he said to you, and he felt awful for leaving you when you needed him the most.

"You know I love you, right?" Eddie asked after a while, drying both your tears as he sat up, you scooting over in bed to make room for him, and he noticed what you wanted him to do.

He climbed into bed with you, letting you cuddle close to him, wrapping his arms around you as softly as he could as you let him embrace you.

"I'll leave you kids alone for a minute" Hopper announced before he left the room.

"I'm sorry" you spoke softly into Eddie's chest, which made him chuckle.

"You don't need to say sorry, princess, I was so in the wrong, and I regret it so fucking much." he said, placing a soft kiss to the top of your head as he inhaled the scent of you.

"I am truly fucking sorry for being a douchebag towards you. I should've known better, so sorry, it will never happen again, I promise you"

"I love you"

"I love you more" he said, before you fell asleep in his arms again, feeling as safe as ever.

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[ryan-waddell11]

Salem 🤝🏻 Eddie

[queenimmadolla]

a little something from the vault. enjoy a little dad!eddie munson x mom!reader and their baby who knows her parents aren’t slick. from the pennyverse, of course. hope you like it :) ♡

You’re peaking your head out of the small kitchen, watching with a fond smile and a full heart as Eddie stretches out on the couch. In his arms, resting on his chest, is your angel of a baby girl. A few months old and developing a funny little personality. That personality does not enjoy napping. 

Penny’s got an extreme case of FOMO; can’t shut those big beautiful, brown eyes of hers if anyone else is awake or existing without her. Hence why your husband is pretending to sleep, though his hand maintains a steady patting rhythm on the baby’s back.

You can tell Penny is tired, rubbing her face with her balled up hands and into Eddie’s shirt out of frustration. Her curls all mussed up from the displays of agitation and from her dad’s fingers combing through the soft tufts over and over again (he can’t help himself, she’s much too cute and her hair is ridiculously soft). After every single little wiggle she does to fight off sleep, she goes real still and cranes her head up to stare at Eddie, who immediately drops his head back onto the pillow, eyelids flying shut. 

Eddie even adds in a few loud, cartoon snores and memememes which have you fighting to control your giggles.

Penny’s stare is unwavering though and you can’t prove it, but you’re positive that even as a baby—she does not trust either you or Eddie to actually be sleeping while putting her down for her naps (you’ve caved a few times—it wasn’t your fault though, whenever you tried the fake sleeping bit, she’d cry to purposely ‘wake’ you up).

Her stare lasts a few moments longer and you can see the twitch of Eddie’s lips, he’s fighting not to smile. Luck is on his side, Penny’s head lulls and then shakes as she once more tries to keep sleep at bay, rubbing her cute little face and those chubby cheeks into her daddy’s shirt.

Eddie makes the mistake of peaking an eye open too early—Penny stills and her head snaps up to catch him and you don’t bother to hide your laugh at his groan as she begins to whimper, having caught on to her daddy’s trick.

“Shhh, sweet pea, please. Close those pretty eyes.” He begs, fingers gently stroking over Penny’s eyelids to close them, and Eddie holds his fingers in place, hoping when he retracts them, her lids will stay closed.

Her eyes snap open the moment he pulls his fingers away and Eddie repeats the gesture, gently dragging her eyelids closed again as she whimpers, “No, you keep those watery eyes closed and to yourself, young lady.”

It’s an empty threat, Eddie’s already readjusting her as he sits up, shooting you a playful glare as he spots you. His next sentence is still directed at the baby in his arms, “You can’t keep getting away with this.”

Penny just whimpers and whines louder as she becomes more fussy, wiggling in her dad’s arms.

“Oh, yeah. You’re not getting out of this one, you are in desperate need of a na-AAHHH! AHHH! HELP! HELP!” Eddie yelps as Penny grasps onto his hair, pulling it with all her might. She can’t even crawl yet, and somehow, she’s got the strength of Hercules in that chunky, dimpled little fist. Eddie’s head is yanked to the side and he’s positive some of his hair will remain in her fist after he gets her to release him.

“Ow, ow—little help here, baby!” He calls out to you and you’re laughing the entire time as you pad over, taking her wrist into one hand as you gently pry her little fingers open. It’s a bit of a challenge, you get one little piggy to release its ironhold, and the moment you move onto the next, she clenches it back into place. 

When you’re down to her pinky, Penny immediately lunges for the curls dangling over Eddie’s other shoulder, and he doesn't grab her other wrist quick enough to stop her, “OH MY GOD, YOU CUTE LITTLE DEMON! Stop it! Release me at once!”

“Hey—she was part of your sperm count.” You can’t stop giggling and Eddie doesn’t look all that amused as he winces when Penny gives a particularly harsh tug on the hair in her other fist, still whimpering.

“I’m acutely aware—ow—that’s why I called her a cute demon—ahah, get it?—OW. Insider knowledge—ow! Okay, that’s it. You are taking this nap whether you like it or not now, you’ve just made this personal.”

[pink-luna-moth]

It’s posting time!!! I had the pleasure of drawing for @lilacliam hope you like this vampire Eddie

[rarelyrad]

It has been a year since this moment was released in Stranger things 4 vol 2, and I drew this

It’s also been a year since they killed off our boy but let’s focus on the music eh?

[wayytooobsessedd]

One year ago today. Miss you, Eddie…

[eddietheinnocent]

so, this isn’t a full anything yet, but if anyone likes it maybe i’ll write and put out a more complete version? this is a harringrove, so. enjoy!

smut is implied but nothing graphic.

Heavy breathing filled the dark space, sweat glistening on Steve’s upper lip and his lips parted into a ghost of a moan. Billy held himself above the other man carefully, his heart beating in his ears and his hands touching every inch of skin they could get on. Heaven was here, in Steve’s bed, with quiet moans and praises filling the air and pale skin under his hands

[periprose]

oof i just reread my eddie munson fic and I think I'm actually going to continue it even though I don't think he's especially popular to read about anymore?? I've been updating all my other stuff and I realize I kind of left this one hanging and I want to continue it so bad lol.

You can read what it is so far over here and please let me know if it should be continued :) or that you want to read more!