#eddie munson (harmo’s version)

[ghostlyfleur]

𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞’𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥

eddie munson x shy!oc

contents: anxiety, curse words, friends to lovers. lovesick!eddie, inexperienced!reader, self-consciousness, first kiss, sharing clothes. eddie’s jacket is oversized on reader. can be read as x reader, but a bit oc too? carnival date.

word count: ~1.5k

eddie munson is in love.

she is entirely inexperienced in anything romantic or sexual; no first kiss, never even got close to it. extremely shy and anxious, has a seemingly innocent aura, is a bit out of sorts, ditzy, with a sort of luna lovegood vibe. doesn’t argue with people, always tears up if confronted about anything, doesn’t have beef with anyone and is a lot more rational than emotional even though she tears up so easily. also doesn’t hold grudges or care what people think of her…

the thing is, she has been introverted her whole life, a very anxious person, and so doesn’t understand that eddie munson likes her because she needs to be told how people feel about her very explicitly otherwise her mind will convince her they hate her. anxiety is like that. and she’s the kind of person that has a hard time realizing that people can perceive their existence and have feelings for them, no matter what type of feelings, so even though eddie is not at all shy about flirting with her and giving her all of the attention in the world in his over-the-top, overdramatic way, he also knows that if anything other than the friendship he’s thankfully managed to build with her is going to happen, romantic-wise, that she has to be the one to initiate it— but she’s oblivious!

on the other hand though, she doesn’t even bother hiding her infatuation with eddie — it’s a lot more than infatuation by now. she’s always looking at him with stars in her eyes and laughs at his jokes and smiles that big, square, goofy smile whenever they lock eyes and constantly praises him because he deserves to feel as special as he is, right? and she goes into detailed talks about lord of the rings with him, likes many of the same bands he does or simply lets him play his favorites for her, and she truly loves to watch hellfire play dungeons & dragons.

her eds even made her a special edition pink hellfire shirt. ‘cause he’s a simp.

one day, as she’s out with chrissy and heather outside a diner, talking and laughing and catching up, eddie is close by somewhere with friends. his van is parked nearby.

it starts getting chilly, and eddie’s girl starts shivering, so she quickly excused herself away from the girls, “gimme a second!” and reaches through the open window of eddie’s van, making a mental note to grill him about it later — “‘cause it isn’t safe, eds!” — to grab his leather jacket thinking of how he has told her over and over that she can borrow it, that “what’s mine is yours, sweets. i don’t mind sharing if it’s with you”, so she figures it’s okay, right? and goes back to the girls who are fucking smirking like they see something she doesn’t.

it’s about fifteen minutes later, and eddie is walking towards the trio, simply because he misses his girl and wants a hug, when he sees it.

she’s wearing his jacket. his jacket.

in typical eddie fashion, he makes a scene— gasping dramatically, he clutches his chest over his heart and falls to his knees, because fuck what anyone around thinks. his precious girl is wearing his fucking jacket! and she looks like a fucking angel.

“eds, what are you doin’?”

“do you know how heavenly you look in my jacket? i just had to get on my knees to worship you.”

the boy shuffles closer to his sweet girl on his knees still while he talks and she’s flustered, okay? she’s shy and her face is on fire and she’s covering her cheeks and giggling. and because it’s eddie, her eddie, she’s not running away to have a panic attack. ‘cause it’s eddie and he’s being sweet, so she can’t focus on anyone else long enough to feel crippling anxiety or embarrassment. doesn’t even care that chrissy is cooing and heather is smirking.

“that jacket is yours now, you own it. you pretty much own me by now.” eddie says, on his knees, in front of her

“it’s okay that i took it right?” she makes sure even after his display of joy, ‘cause anxiety isn’t rational “you said i—”

her eddie knows her, though. he stands up, gets real fucking close to her, so close they’re almost touching, with this look of absolute adoration and “i’d give ya everything i have if i could, pretty.”

fast forward a few days later. chrissy kept yapping on and on to the oblivious girl about how “in love” eddie is, but it’s as though her brain won’t let her even entertain the idea.

that’s until she’s having a semi-regular quote unquote friend-date with eddie, something they’ve done quite a few times before, and this time they go to the fair. they’re doing everything couples might do, eddie is very aware of this, and he’s over the moon to just be enjoying quality time with his pretty girl until she spots a photobooth, “oh, eds! we have to!” and eddie’s desperately counting coins to pay. the pictures go a little something like this:

after coming up blank with pose ideas, they just look at each other and laugh, but at the sound of his free and bright laugh, she just stares at her boy like he’s a dream come true— first pic is taken, looking at eddie like he hung the moon while he’s mid-laugh.

eddie notices her staring and goes from loud laughs to breathless ones, a smile on his lips, and whispers a soft “what?”— second picture is taken as the girl quickly presses her lips to his, her very first kiss, and it’s caught on camera.

the third picture depicts eddie’s sweet girl nervously rambling “i was going to ask for permission first, i promise!” while eddie has a glassy, dreamy look on his face, slack jawed, looking at her lips.

and at the fourth snap? eddie presses forward to shut her up with another impossibly soft and tender kiss, both of their eyes are closed and his hand is holding her jaw, thumb brushing her cheek.

after they part from the second kiss, eddie acknowledges that it was her first kiss, a shy “was that okay?” to which his sweetheart just smiles really big and nods excitedly over and over with a breathless giggle. that was the perfect first and second kiss and she couldn’t ask for more.

they hold hands the rest of the night.

[bruisedboys]

HUMMINGBIRD, ships ── send in a short description of yourself + a fandom and a gender preference and i’ll ship you with a character!

my dream job is to work at a flower job to which i ride my bike to and from. fairycore, cottagecore, and baker!girlfriend are my favorite aesthetics. my fav disney princesses are aurora, alice and rapunzel. obsessed with the grimm brothers’ tales, supernatural and monster lore, magical beings. fav movie genre is action but i love watching horror because it always makes me laugh. i’m a ravenclaw / scorpio / intp-t / true neutral.

I ship you with eddie munson!

there’s nothing else to it you’re literally eddie’s girl through and through! I feel like it’d be a very ‘opposites attract’ kinda situation, until you realise you have a lot of similarities!! eddie’s definitely wayy softer than he lets on and than he looks, and he’d absolutely melt for you harmo. he’d think you’re so so pretty and cute, he’d love your aesthetic and honestly with his metal aesthetic you guys would look so freaking cute together oh my goodness. if you bake for him he’ll eat it all in one sitting for sure. if you’re experimenting a new recipe and you think it turns out awful he’ll still eat it and love it cos he loves everything you make. also!! he’d be a menace in the kitchen — licking the batter and getting flour all over himself and you, eating half of the cookie dough before it’s even been put in the oven. he also loves supernatural / monster lore and magical beings too! you guys would talk about it all the time, he’d sketch cool creatures for you and you’d read up on the lore together. he’d definitely design a fairy version of you in his sketches too!! oh and horror movies make him laugh too! you guys would just giggle over all the cheap special effects while robin and steve cower in their seats lol. overall you’re just a perfect match and you’d balance each other out so well! I just know eddie would be so so in love with you ugh

join the celebration!

[ghostlyfleur]

halloween party and while eddie goes as ghostface, you go as something ethereal— a fairy, an angel, a princess… and he cannot keep his hands to himself. he needs to touch and grab and kiss and bite and caress, screw whoever is around. you seem to bask in it anyways. you’re cute and sweet and delicate and nice to everyone, it’s like there’s glitter all around you in his eyes, like a light just shines from within you, and he’s the one that’s got you? dressed in all black as opposed to your soft colors and sparkles, but somehow you fit together so well he can’t dwell on in for too long. you’re his girl. his girl who presses her glossy lips to his every once in a while; his girl who keeps his hand or at least his pinky in hers at all times; his girl that makes sure he’s always included in every conversation; his girl that shares his likes and nerdy ways; his girl who wraps her arms around his waist over and over throughout the night; his girl who does not give a damn if others judge her for being with him; his girl that seems so fucking proud to introduce him as her boyfriend, hers!; his girl who presses a kiss to his mask and he leaves the imprint there the whole night; his girl who drags him outside the house party to share a joint because she wants him to herself; his girl that calls him “pretty”; his girl that manages to say “i love you” at least ten times before she’s even high for him to use that as an excuse for her affections. his. and maybe he’ll be lucky enough to keep her forever.

[ghostlyfleur]

𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬, 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬

eddie munson x new girl

contents: new girl referred to as angel, lovesick!eddie, strangers to friends to lovers, hellfire club, dustin henderson cameo, mutual pining, inexperienced!reader, shy!reader, maybe fairy!reader but i’m not sure yet.

word count: ~1k

summary: eddie lets his love consume him, and he’s okay with it.

eddie munson is down bad. in love. completely enamored. shot by cupid. and she’s beautiful. the fairest maiden in all the land.

she’s all flowery dresses, flowy skirts, cozy sweaters, butterfly clips in her hair, fairy wing eyeliner design and shimmery glitter on her eyelids, sparkly pink lipgloss, highlighter on her cheekbones— the prettiest angel he’s ever seen. absolutely ethereal. the thing is, she’s terribly clueless. oblivious, even. her and eddie have built a lovely friendship over the last few months, ever since he met her when he picked dustin up from the library. that’s when it happened. that’s when he got hit. an arrow straight through his heart.

his angel — because she must be an angel, with the way the sun followed her around and made her shimmer — was aiding dustin with his search, trying to find books on supernatural lore that he could take inspiration from for the campaign he was putting together. it was dustin’s first campaign in his hellfire club career, and he was taking it very seriously to eddie’s amazement and amusement. but whatever thoughts about dungeons and dragons that were swirling around his head cleared completely at the sight of her; in her white sandals, knee-length white silky skirt, and alice in wonderland graphic tank top she was a sight to behold. a mirage. a dream. sunny disposition, bright smile, fidgety hands, and the most enchanting voice— a siren call, really. and eddie was hooked. it didn’t help that dustin talked his ear off about the nice girl that was quick to provide him with an immense list of folklore and magic lore books that could help him, about fairytales and whimsical creatures.

“she talked about fairies as if she were one, dude, it was sick!” dustin gushed.

eddie noticed the kid kept going back to the same library, kept entering his van afterwards with a list of books and another cute tale revolving around the pretty angel girl of eddie’s dreams. until one day dustin looked all nervous and coy and a little scared, and yeah, usually eddie loved to invoke that same reaction from him, but this time he didn’t know the reason behind it, behind the kid’s hesitant gaze. and truly it couldn’t have been a better reason. dustin wanted the mystery angel to be able to attend hellfire, to watch his campaign.

“‘s the least i can do, man! she helped me with a lot of it and she was like- super interested in my shirt and stuff, please?” eddie’s quick reply, the resounding ‘yes’ he couldn’t hold back, caught dustin by surprise but he didn’t question it. don’t look a gift horse in the mouth and all that, right?

angel showed up in a long skirt with a flower pattern, converse shoes, and a black queen shirt tucked in. braided hair, lipgloss, and a tupperware box filled with chocolate chip cookies for the whole club.

“my thanks for letting me crash your campaign.”

eddie was hooked. once the session was done and the boys were gone, thanking her profusely for the treats after they picked her brain for cryptid lore, she stayed behind to help eddie tidy up, and they talked about music. she was shy, incredibly so, soft spoken and giggly and socially awkward, but she laughed at eddie’s jokes and playfully teased him once or twice, and complimented his bats tattoo, so eddie offered her a ride home. she gracefully declined, claiming she drove herself, so he walked her to her car instead.

plans were made so that she attended each of dustin’s campaign sessions and through those sessions, the clean up afterwards, the talks about music and bands and movies, their time together evolved to going for milkshake afterwards, a coffee shop for some hot chocolate sometimes, and a friendship blossomed. a very strong one at that.

being alone, living alone, existing alone was kind of her thing— she preferred to be by herself, to indulge in her hobbies on her own, because she was anxious. extremely anxious. but apparently not at all reserved about it or ashamed of talking about it, which was proven by the fact that she casually let it slip pass her lips that she had an anxiety disorder the very first time she was alone with eddie after hellfire.

not a single sign of shame or guilt in admitting it, and eddie admired that.

admired that she was a loner even though she was so polite and kind, ready to send anyone she walked past a smile because she knew how much it mattered to those who needed a little kindness. a quiet soul but couldn’t shut up if you cared enough to figure out her interests, she laughed at everything, giggled without reason sometimes, talked to herself a lot, was often lost in daydreams, had a dark sense of humor surprisingly. complex but friendly. eddie couldn’t get enough, always wanting to find out more about her, to talk to her more, to understand her more.

but most importantly, in her opinion, eddie allowed her to be herself without any judgment. encouraged her even. and that was priceless. so yes, a strong friendship bloomed, but neither one of them wanted to stop at just that. the dark haired boy was quickly aware of his growing feelings, his attraction, his infatuation that turned to love, while his angel didn’t clock in on her emotions quite so fast, being entirely inexperienced and lacking any previous romantic validation. her anxiety and introverted tendencies played a part in that too, probably.

but that’s alright, eddie is more than okay with waiting for her to catch up.

♡

── harmo’s footnotes:

i love thinking about our sweet eddie falling for a soft girl. he deserves a cozy, comfy, cute love story! please remember to show your support by reblogging!

masterlist. eddie dreams.

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[ghostlyfleur]

eddie munson’s love is simple.

in no way lackluster or boring, no, that’s not it. his love is simple in the way that you can find comfort in it, in his presence. there’s no drama, no fighting, no lack of trust. he loves fully and truly. eddie is hyper, that’s true… he’s all loud voices and jump scares and falling to the ground to make a point, over the top love confessions in the middle of the street even years into dating you. your eddie uses posh words and he kneels before you and he kisses the back of your hand, he bows to you all the time. there’s no fancy dates, the ones where money is a concern, and that’s how you two like it. your love is movie nights, weekend sleepovers, reading in his bed wearing his shirt while he sits shirtless on the floor writing songs. it’s early morning breakfast with wayne, late afternoon naps, stargazing sharing a joint. it’s kisses on cheeks at random, it’s hanging out with your friends, it’s cinema dates and picnics and concerts. playing video games together and trying to make the other lose by covering their eyes or, in your case, pulling your shirt up to flash him. that’s your one move that’s always proved to be a winner— his jaw drops and his cheeks turn pink and he definitely loses the game, but if you ask him seeing your boobs is a win anyway.

and being best friends with the love of your life is beautiful. simple, but beautiful.

[ghostlyfleur]

♡ dating rockstar!eddie munson

making out before concerts. backstage sex. lyrics written about her. getting high together. private shows. pda. sad out venues. dedicating songs. eddie’s rings. teaching her to play guitar. hands inside the other’s back pockets. declarations of love. tattoos of each other’s names. film cameras. intimate polaroids. his ring on your chain. and eloping in vegas. honeymoon. rockstar and his sweet girl.

[ghostlyfleur]

♡ eddie munson is a “babygirl” boyfriend.

♡ steve harrington is a “babydoll” boyfriend.

that’s all.

[ghostlyfleur]

♡ eddie discovers he is shy!photographer’s muse

secret pictures. developing film. confident eddie. flirting. blushing and stuttering. two loners in love. heart shaped eyes. sharing lighters. tucking hair behind ears. enjoying each other’s company. reading sci-fi. shy smiles. hand holding. pinky promises. sharing all comfortable silences. tasm!peter parker taking secret photos of gwen stacy vibes.

[ghostlyfleur]

for halloween:

♡ eddie and his girl would dress as jack and sally.

♡ stevie and his girl would dress as rapunzel and flynn.

[ghostlyfleur]

♡ winter wonderland with boyfriend!eddie

[made by request]

[ghostlyfleur]

♡ eddie munson x good girl!gf

playlist—boy like me by new medicine / love in real time by the maine / off my face by justin bieber / my chemical romance by røry / i wanna be yours by the arctic monkeys

[ghostlyfleur]

♡ eddie munson’s pet name for his girl is def “princess”.

♡ while steve harrington is such a “honey” boyfriend.

[ghostlyfleur]

i feel like eddie is the kind of mf to use one of those big ladders at the library—the ones with the wheels. trying to help you find a specific book but it’s too high up. and he would mess around with it and fall, the librarian shushing him as he lays on the ground groaning in pain.

oooh, you are absolutely right, my dear!

maybe he even tries to reenact the ‘beauty and the beast’ scene where belle is just rolling the stairs around the library and /then/ he falls? or the stairs get stuck and he clings to the side squealing and is just Hanging There for a sec but as soon as he’s on the floor he does that little hop to straighten up and “that’s all part of the show, m’lady!” and even goes so far as doing jazz hands!!!

also, imagine the scene from the mummy (1999) with evelyn where she’s on the stairs and almost falls and so the bookshelf tilts forward and collapses against the next, and the next, and the next— then eddie starts whistling to pretend like he didn’t do anything

♡

# eddie munson

[ghostlyfleur]

𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧.

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