#eddie x latina!reader

[ridestomars]

Omg Hihi I found your blog last night and I’m so thankful that you write Latina!reader <3

I have one request!! How about taking Eddie or Steve to a Latin party? Having them experience the whole Latino party scene MAKSKSK It can be modern day!

thank you so much !!! Hope you have an amazing day <3

hi hi hi baby!! i'm so glad you liked them! i looove the concept of steve and eddie going to a latin party hehe i think i got a bit carried away but yeah <3 btw, if we have any brazilians reading this, go follow me on my side account @nanciewheelers, where i post eddie/steve content in portuguese !!

oh man, they'd be so out of place when they arrived. mainly because they were so nervous that they were the first to arrive, because they totally believed that the party would actually start at 8pm (little did they know that your guests would only arrive almost at 9) and so they distracted themselves by helping your mom settle the table and finish decorating – we're going for a kinda-fancy birthday party here, okay? and eddie would definitely steal some of the sweets and stuff them in his pocket. but i think that they only came because steve went up to eddie and said, "y/n invited me for this party... if you go, i'll go" because he was terrified of being there alone :( because he knows you're gonna be busy socializing with all the guests and won't be talking to him the whole time.

but anyways, your mom is just so happy that someone is actually helping her to finish setting the party (even though you practically made all of the decorations and food by yourself), and she makes sure to thank them all the time. "oh, you're just too sweet!", that's what she says when steve picks up a heavy dish from the kitchen and he just smiles gently at her, which only makes her swoon even more. and you just stand beside her with a how dare you? look in your face because you were there the whole time!! what about your thanks? anyways, when you walk out of the kitchen, you find eddie eating all of his stolen sweets by the food table, already looking at what he would eat next. for some weird reason i feel like he would love the rice? or maybe feijão...

ok, but when it comes to the party itself, i feel like they'd be looking like two lost puppies in the beginning, watching you hug and kiss your family members as they arrive in groups. you'd often look behind you, to one of the tables right on the corner, and see their sad faces like you just committed some type of crime before them. and as soon as you stop saying your hellos, you're walking to their table, bringing some of your cousins with you just to get them to socialize. if they speak english, that's awesome! but if they don't, then you'll be translating everything and mediating the conversation. i feel like at least one of your cousins would have something in common with the boys. like, one of them is a jock and loves basketball, so they'd discuss the nba games with steve, and the other might like heavy rock or metal and they spend the whole night talking about metallica with eddie.

but your mom would always be so worried because there's never enough food on their plate :( and you actually have to coerce steve and eddie to go to the food table, because they tell you over and over again that they won't because then they would have to pass by your dad and your tios. and to say that they're terrified of them is a lie because they are, actually, scared shitless. it doesn't help that every time you go by with the boys one of your uncles tells eddie to cut his hair (because we all have that one tio).

but i feel like they would have a really good time in the end, especially because your tias love them. absolutely in love with how helpful and sweet they are and keep asking you stuff like, "which one is your boyfriend?" and "how long have you been dating?". and when they found out that you were, in fact, not dating steve or eddie, they were outraged because how could you not?? all of their exasperation is forgotten when they put eddie to sing la barca on the karaoke though.

the next day at school, they're both wearing sunglasses to cover up the fact that they're sleeping in the middle of class because they're not used to partying 'til four in the morning <3

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[waitlalice]

ok but eddie dating brazilian people this is JUST-

[gravedigginbbydoll]

Me thinking about Eddie’s very white Midwest raised ass loving a Latine person and being sooooo confused at some of the cultural norms like

“Babe, why do we wash the dishes in the sink before we put them in the dishwasher? It works fine-“

“Honey? Can you tell me why you’re touching HOT FOOD with your BARE HANDS?!”

“Uh… why did we reuse this container for sauce??”

“Babe I love you and I know you’re just trying to help, but putting Vicks on my feet and socks over it sounds like a textural nightmare…”

“…remind me again why the cookie tin needs to have sewing supplies in it?”

“Are you sure we need all these grocery bags? And why do we put them in another grocery bag, that seems a little… okay okay! I won’t question it.”

“Babe, are you sure we shouldn’t leave now? I thought the party was at 8? It’s like 10 pm!”

And more

lol

[munsonsfairy]

🌞🤎☕️ LA MAÑANA • EDDIE MUNSON

a/n: happy hispanic heritage month!! tqm mis amores. i woke up super homesick and sobbed into my pillow. i needed some comfort and immediately thought of this.

imagining waking up with eddie after a wedding or big party, you’re both hungover (this is so funny because i don’t even drink but just go with it), and you can smell breakfast being cooked by your abuelita. the sweet smell of coffee fills the house.

eddie turns around and nestles into your neck with his arm wrapped around you. “hmm, can stay here forever.”

the sound of his stomach grumbling says otherwise, so he sits up as you stay laying down. you admire the freckles on his back and wish you could connect them to form constellations.

“c’mon, i’m not missing your grandma’s breakfast.”

you protest a little until you’re being dragged from your legs by eddie. he grabs your hands and leans down to give you a good morning kiss.

in the kitchen, you see your parents sitting at the table with their plates full of delicious food: barbacoa, eggs, and beans. they both have bowls of menudo with cilantro and onion. in the middle of the table warm tortillas and a box of pan dulce (sweet bread) waits for you.

eddie immediately goes to help your abuelita. of course she favors him more than you, so she serves him first. eddie sticks his tongue out at you as you playing roll your eyes. while your plate is being served, eddie makes your coffee. it’s little things like this that warm your heart. he always remembers.

what you don’t know is that eddie silently thank the universe for blessing him a family.

[queenimmadolla]

Eddie Munson is 100% the type to consider Taco Bell as Mexican cuisine, which is why I’d have to change that and make him actual tacos that taste a thousand times better than anything Taco Bell has EVER offered.

Just have to hold a prayer circle in the hopes that he doesn’t have the Cilantro soap gene.

[creationcitystreet-em]

Foolish One

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Latina Reader

Summary: You are pining after Eddie as you two get to know each other post high school. AU, could be modern but I don't think I get specific enough for it to matter so it could also be 80s

A/N: This was supposed to be shorter, but really it's just an incredibly self indulgent post high school AU with Eddie. It's not my best work, but I'm going through some stuff in my personal life and it was cathartic writing it out pretending it's about Eddie and not a real person, so that's what I did and I thought sharing it could maybe be fun

Warnings: angst, (mutual?) pining, fluff (if you squint), not a happy ending (I'm sorry, if I have to suffer with my feelings than so do all of you)

Also kinda based on a Taylor Swift Song: Foolish One (TV, From the Vaut)

words:~2200

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You knew of Eddie while in high school. How couldn’t you? It was a small town where almost everyone knew each other. It didn’t matter that he wasn’t in your class or that you had never spoken a single word to each other, you knew of him because everyone knew of him. Since you didn’t really know him, you never had the highest opinion of him either. All you saw was the trouble making metal head who was terrible at school and sold drugs on the side. Not that you were one to judge, you didn’t know his life and he never seemed to cause anyone else harm. You just knew you never would have clicked and your friend groups never crossed paths anyway. It wasn’t until two years after you graduated high school, attending a college in Indianapolis and working a job on the side to support yourself that you finally officially met Eddie. He had transferred stores from your hometown to the location in Indianapolis. You were an assistant manager at this store and it just so happened to be that Eddie was an assistant manager as well. When you heard the announcement of his transfer, your ears perked up at recognizing the name. 

“I know him,” you had said to your work friend. “We went to high school together.”

“Oh nice, is he good at his job?” your friend asked you. “I’m not sure. I mean he didn’t have what I would call the best work ethic in school so I’m surprised he’s a manager now. It’ll be interesting to see how that goes.” You were less than enthused, hoping your job didn’t get harder because someone on the team was a notorious slacker. 

However, as it turned out, Eddie was an amazing coworker. You worked a lot with him, and got to know him for the first time. He was smart and funny and an overall good person. He was in Indianapolis building a fanbase for his band and also earning more money so he could go to a bigger city and hopefully make it big. The two of you shared a lot of similar interests and cared a lot about the same things. You both had this drive for justice, Eddie was a big attendee of protests in the name of different causes and organizations, and you were planning to become a lawyer one day to work for an organization that would help immigrants in situations where they couldn’t afford one. 

He expressed concern for you when you were overly stressed with school and work and tried his best to help alleviate that stress where he could. You also became friends outside of work as he invited you to a few protests he knew you would feel passionate about, and you had enjoyed some nights out with him and some other managers at your store. And it only took a few months to realize that you had developed feelings for Eddie, but that wasn’t a revelation you were very happy about. 

It just so happened to be that Eddie was already dating someone else, and they seemed very happy together being they had been together for about a year already. She had also gone to your high school but while Eddie was only a year younger than you so you had at least known of him, she was a few years younger and you didn’t even recognize her name. Turns out she was living in Cincinnati attending college to be a teacher, and he tried to spend any free time they had to go visit her. 

It made you sad, but you tried to brush it off quickly, scoffing at the absurdity of you dating Eddie anyway. He was friendly to you because he was friendly to everyone at work. You guys had become friends, but it was clear he loved his girlfriend, and you would never be one to break a couple up. Besides, you were too busy to date anyway. You had tried a few times since starting college and they never lasted that long. 

However, no matter how much you tried, you could not stop the bubbly feelings you got every time the two of you spoke about your shared interests, or when you joked about the mundane parts of your job, or when you felt a sense of calmness, happiness, and acceptance whenever you were around him. And with the way he increasingly spent time with you and seemed to feel so comfortable and happy around you as well, you began to see patterns that maybe indicated he felt the same way for you. Like whenever you caught him staring at you while the two of you worked on paperwork in the office, or when he would blush at a compliment or a daring tease sent his way.

“Oh so you’re like a nerd?” You teased one day at work when he had told you about DnD and all the time he’s spent running campaigns. He gawked at you in fake offense.

“Excuse me? Those are strong words coming from someone who got straight As all through high school.”

“And how do you know that?” you asked, surprised because you assumed he never gave you a second thought in high school.

“Are you kidding? How could I not?” he looked at you like you were the crazy one in this situation and not the other way around.

“What are you talking about? It’s not like I went around bragging about my grades to the whole school.”

“No,” he said with a smirk. “But anyone who paid any attention to you could tell you were smart and cared a lot about school. But it makes sense, you have a lot of dreams you’re working towards. Need to do well in school to achieve those.”

“You paid attention to me?” You asked in a brief moment of curiosity overriding your nerves. Now it seemed to be his turn to get flustered.

“I mean, like I said, it wasn’t hard for most people to notice.” The conversation died down as the two of you went back working, but your mind could not focus on anything but Eddie. You felt stupid for constantly convincing yourself that he might feel the same way you did. You wished you were better at deciphering other people’s feelings and that you had the confidence to confront him about it. Your hopeless romantic feelings were just going to end up hurting you more in the long run and you needed to stop letting yourself dwell on something that would never happen. 

You got better at it by focusing more on school and work than before. That was what you needed to do anyway to accomplish your goals. Silly thoughts of whether a boy liked you or not was just a distraction, especially when that boy was already clearly in love with someone else. You thought you had gotten better at pushing down your feelings for him, but you were proven wrong when it was a little over a year after you had been working together and your work best friend realized what was going on. 

“You like Eddie!” She exclaimed as you tried to shush her down so nobody else heard as you were taking inventory at work.

“Ok, yes I like Eddie, but you gotta keep it down ok? I don’t want anyone else to know about it.” 

“But why?! You two would be perfect together, everyone else should know about it so the two of you can get together! It’s obvious he likes you too!”

“What? Are you crazy? He doesn’t like me, we’re just friends. Besides, he’s been with his girlfriend from back home for over two years now. It’s not going to happen.”

“I heard they aren’t doing well right now,” she said.

“What?” You froze at the news, not having heard that yet. But it wasn’t like he talked about his relationship to you often. Maybe something had happened and you didn’t know about it. “Where did you hear that?”

“Kim said she overheard him talking to Brandon last week about it. They’re both really busy with work and school and his band, they don’t see each other enough anymore. It’s causing problems in their relationship.” You pondered over this information for a bit, not sure how to take it. You hated how it gave you a glimmer of hope, maybe they’ll break up and something could happen between you two. You shook your head at the thought. Eddie was your friend, how could you hope he gets his heart broken by ending his relationship.

“It doesn’t matter, I’m sure they’ll work it out. Besides, I’m too busy to start a relationship either.”

“Okay, whatever you say,” she gave you a knowing look and you sighed as you felt your heart continue to hope for something to possibly work out in your favor. 

Months later, when you were spending time with Eddie, you gave into your curiosity and brought up his relationship. You pretended you didn’t already hear about the problem, and just asked how his girlfriend was doing. He confessed that things were rough as they barely had time to see each other anymore. Seeing him so upset about it broke your heart and made you feel guilty for wanting them to break up. It was obvious that the distance was making it difficult for them. 

You swallowed your feelings and tried to give him some advice. He seemed grateful for that, but it sounded like the two of them were just too busy to make each other a priority anymore, and it also even seemed like they didn’t want to make each other a priority anymore either. It made you wonder if maybe they would be better off just breaking up. Not for you to swoop in and date him, but maybe they both would be happier apart. It sounded to you like they were just together out of familiarity at this point. They had been together for years now, it was hard for them to picture themselves not together so they just ignored how unhappy both of them were. You didn’t tell him these thoughts though, not trusting yourself to be seeing it from an unbiased perspective. And so they stayed together and you stayed pining after a guy you probably would never get to be with.

Sooner than you expected, graduation came around and you were preparing to move to Chicago in pursuit of your law degree. You were excited for this next big step, but also very sad to have only one summer left in Indiana with the friends you had there, especially Eddie. 

Despite your efforts, your feelings for him had only grown more and more over the two years you two worked together. But logic had to win over feelings. How could it even work out for you two even if you did end up together? You weren’t going to stay behind just to stay with Eddie, and you wouldn’t ask Eddie to go with you to Chicago. If by some act of god, the two of you actually got together over the summertime, you would just be split again by years of law school and it would have ruined your friendship for nothing. 

Sometimes you wished you were the type of person to do anything for the chance at love, but you weren’t. You had a plan and dating Eddie didn’t work in that plan, so there was no point in even trying. That’s not how your friend saw it though.

“You’re gonna tell him how you feel right? I mean your chances are running out, you have to at least try!” As much as you wanted to agree with her, you just couldn’t. 

“No, I already made up my mind, I’m not gonna do that.”

“But you two are meant for each other!”

“Maybe,” you sighed in exasperation. “But let’s say you’re right. Let’s say he leaves his girlfriend of 3 years for me. Then what?! I leave for law school at the end of July, we’d be living almost 4 hours away from each other, and we’d be having the same issues that he’s having with her right now.” She gives you a sympathetic look and it’s enough to cause the tears to start forming in your eyes. You let the last bit of romantic hope in your heart out as you continued to explain “I have to hope that what we have is special enough to come back to. Maybe one day it’ll be the right time and place for us. But that’s not right now. So I can’t ruin what we have by telling him how I feel, I just can’t.” 

And with that, it was over. You left for school, kept in touch with your old friends, but distance was hard on any kind of relationship. Of course you couldn’t help but think “what if” with Eddie, but it didn’t matter anymore. The two of you had grown apart and that was that.

[gold-steins]

fic where eddie and goth reader fuck in a cemetery

[lagataprrr]

If I see one more post saying “Eddie wouldn’t call you princess” “Eddie wouldn’t like that” I stfg. SHUT THE FUCK UP. EDDIE IS A FICTIONAL CHARACTER WHO WAS MADE AS A TOTAL FUCKING SWEETHEART NOT A FULL ON STEREOTYPICAL METALHEAD.

AND EVEN THEN IF I WANT TO MAKE HIM CALL ME SUGAR BABY, SWEET HEART, CARAMEL HEART, I WILL FUCKING DO IT. 🤨

[milkmily]

okay but ive been thinking abt eddie and latina/hispanic reader playing loteria and him just constantly losing

YES OMFG AHHHHHH ME AND MY FRIEND LOVED THIS SM

Like you invited him to play it with your siblings and you and your siblings have been wining. You try letting him win but your siblings are assholes so they win lol

"¡Buenas!"

"¡Loteria!" You yell as you placed a rock on the paper. "How the hell are you all wining! You have to be cheating!" Eddie yells and grabs the cards off your brothers hand. He looks through them and at your bord. Eddie sees you won and you giggled as you see him drop the last card. "I'm just good at this game." You say and picked up all the cards.

"If this were DND, I'd for sure win." He says as he drops all the rocks off his paper.

"Well, this is Loteria." You say as you shuffled the cards. "You are all in this, I know it." He says as he glared at your siblings, jokingly. They laughed and shook their head. "If we were, we would be on your side." Your younger sister says.

"Another round?" You ask. Your siblings nod and Eddie just sighs. "This time with money!" Your brother says as he drops a dollar. "Ohh, now stuff are getting interesting." You say and placed a dollar. Your sister did too and you all look at Eddie. "Oh come on! I'll be broke when we are done playing." Eddie says.

"Rules are rules, Amor." You say and he gives up. He grabs his wallet and places a dollar.

"Okay, let's start then."

Eddie ended up losing 10 bucks.

[ridestomars]

THIS is how i picture eddie x latina!reader in my mind. this is literally them and i’ll never be able to stress this enough!!!!

btw, she’s translating the song lyrics to them lmao creds to keeryfavs on twitter for this gem. also, i’m so happy that joe and jamie are having fun here in brasil!! i’m loving all the content we’re getting <3

[multi-writer]

Stranger Things Masterlist

Steve Harrington:

Tolerate it – Angst

So Close (Tolerate It Pt. 2) - Angst

Dancing with your Ghost (Tolerate It Pt. 3) - Angst

Eddie Munson:

The Princess and the Anti Hero – Fluff – Latina! Reader

Athlete! Reader - Fluff

Te amo – Fluff - Latina! Reader

Love of my Life Part 1, Part 2 – Angst and Fluff

A Sibling´s Love - Fluff

Nicknames - Blurb

2022! reader – Blurb (this helped me start the series “Love in the Past”)

Familia – Eddie Munson x Latina! Reader

The Broken Hearts Club - Friends Ending - Lovers Ending - Angst and Fluff

Series

“Love in the Past” Eddie Munson x 2022! Reader – time traveler

Chapter 1: 2022

Chapter 2: The 80´s are back

Chapter 3: The Stranger

Chapter 4: Old Movies

Chapter 5: New Friends

Chapter 6: The Crazy Van Dude

Chapter 7: Running Up That Hill

Chapter 8: The Lovers Lake

"The Lonely Princess and The Nerd Knight"

The Lonely Princess and The Nerd Knight Pt. 1

The Lonely Princess and The Nerd Knight Pt.2

The Lonely Princess and The Nerd Knight Pt. 3

[sunflowerxthoughts]

I think Eddie would really love to have a Hispanic partner.

I'm Spanish so I can only talk about the different folklore and culture we have in here, but I have a lot of Latinx friends and I love all I've learnt from them all through the years.

All the folklore and mythology from each country? He'd be SO into that. And it'd be great inspiration for his campaigns and it gives him a reason to let them talk as long as they want about it.

Meeting with a most of the family for any meal? He's dragging Wayne with him. It doesn't matter if it's arepas, tamales, mate, empanadas, croquetas, jamón, pà amb tomàquet, anticuchos, raspao, pupusas, ropa vieja, man is eating it up. Those two can cook but barely make the effort so the leftovers are something they are more than happy about. That's a personal hc but I think he'd really love tequeños.

Now, music he'd have a hard time with. Aside from the fact that he is a metalhead, he is lanky and probably seeing something like bachata probably takes him a whole year to moves those hips. Abuelitas love him regardless, he'd jam with them to Luis Miguel.

Idk I can think of many scenarios and all of them are great. I might be just indulging myself here, but oh well.

[websterss]

𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 — 𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: Eddie decides to visit you at work, but when he gets there, he doesn’t think he’d find you in a funk.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): Fluff

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 2,275

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Eddie Munson x latina!Reader  

𝐀/𝐍: This fic idea has been stuck in my head for a while so here ya go. Hope you like it! 

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

When Eddie came to visit you in the studio. He had this idea of finding you busy. He thought he’d see you in the booth, singing your heart out. Finding Zack your recording engineer laying down some tracks for you to sing on top of, but atlas, when he entered the room, he more confused as fuck. He titled his head in confusion. He found you sprawled out on the sofa the room had with your head hanging off the side, a notebook messy sprawled on top of your stomach.

“Babe..?” He called out to you. He stood by the entrance. “Is she dead?“ Eddie gestured to you. Zack quickly looked up from his laptop and glanced over his shoulder. He sighed and carried on with what he was doing.

“Nope, but I’m sure she wishes.”

“How long has she been like that?” Eddie had a knack for being concerned about you.

“About an hour or so now.” Zack shrugged. “I tried to tell her she was on the right track, but she stopped functioning-” Zack checked his watch. “An hour and forty-five minutes ago. Good luck.”

Eddie looked back at you. You were unfazed by his arrival, looking straight up at the ceiling. You resembled a dead corpse. He wasn’t even gonna question your current state, so he opted to walk over to the couch, crouch down, and press a tender kiss against your temple. It was like the cogs in your brain started spinning as soon as his lips touched your skin. Humming out a sigh. Your eyes closed as you leaned into his kisses.

“No te merezco.” I don’t deserve you. You opened your eyes to meet his big doe eyes staring down at you. 

“What makes you say that?” He chuckled, reaching with his hand to remove tiny baby hairs from your forehead.

“You and your selfless acts of affection. Your need to always ensure I’m not in a bad mood. You and your stupid face blessing me on this god awful day, just when I need you.” You pouted. Eddie only raised a brow in amusement at your antics. Typical you.

“Lo siento…I’ll try to do better next time.” I’m sorry. Eddie said simply. He couldn’t hide his smile. He cracked.

“You dare mock me?” You sunk further into the leather sofa.

“I’d never fathom doing such a thing. Not when my wife is down in her slumps and I don’t know why.”

You hummed in delight. Your eyes crinkling at the corners. “Say it again, it sounds good when you say it.”

“What? My wife? You wouldn’t haven’t to know where she is by any chance, do you?” He looked over his shoulder in jokes of hoping to catch you in the booth. You laughed then flinched upon having his hands and fingers poke and wiggle against your body. Your flight or fight kicked in causing you to try and escape his attacks. You were a lost cause, and Eddie was winning. “Last I recall she told me she was gonna make today a kick ass one. Not to mention, record the first song on her new album!” He exclaimed victoriously as he heard the angelic sound of your melodious laughter. It was music to his ears. Feeling satisfied he stopped and let you breathe. “What’s wrong?”

“Ihavewritersblock.” You grunted, rolling onto your stomach, face planted into the leather. Your childish antics now felt stupid considering your current situation. It felt silly to you to be upset, but your lack of lyrical creativity was taking a toll on you.

“Yeah…I understood none of that. Come on, talk to me. Qué te pasa, hermosa?” What’s wrong, beautiful?. He poked your rib cage causing you to flinch again. You sighed deeply then turned your head so your cheek laid flat.

“I. Have. Writers block.” You whined.

“Writer block you say.” Eddie titled his head. He mocked your tiny pout.

“Yes.” You fake cried.

“Well, we can’t have that now can we?” He groaned as he stood up tall. His hand held out for you to grab. You solemnly eyed his palm before clasping your hand in his. He helped you up into a sitting position. He flopped down next to you and fetched your wrinkled notebook up. Flopping the thing into his lap. “Alright lets see what we’re working with...” He threw you a coy smirk before fixing his gaze on the lyrics you wrote down. “Zach this might be the time to be on stand by...” Eddie casually told him as he eyed the page closely. 

You watched on as your husband bit his lip in concentration. You raised your hand up to your lips. The tip of your nail only managed to brush your front top teeth before Eddie intercepted and brought your hand down to intertwine his with yours. Old habits die hard, but Eddie was consistent to get you to stop biting and picking at your nails. You invited the gesture warmly and fiddled with the rings on his fingers. “It’s not done...” 

“I know...most of these verses are not even finished.” He snorted. 

“Don’t remind me!” You let yourself fall face first into his clad leathered shoulder.

“Hey. The verses are good, you just need to finish writing them out.” Eddie pressed a reassuring kiss to your head. “It’s a beautiful song though. I think it’s great that you’re finally doing an English album.”

“Yeah?” You lifted your head. Your eyes held onto hope and uncertainty.

“Yes, my brilliant lyricist. With a mind like yours, it’s nothing but hits after hits with you!” He sweetly peppered your face in kisses. Your face grew warm catching Zach getting a laugh out of you two. “What are we thinking Zach? Top 100?”

“If this song is headed in the direction I think it is...” Zach swiveled around to face you. “Top twenty. Maybe even number one.” 

“Yeah right...” You scoff, looking down in your lap. “I’ve only managed to do that with Spanish songs. What makes you so sure I’ll be able to do it with an English album?”

“Y/n, you’re giving the fans what they’ve always wanted. We’ve finally listened, and now we’re in the process of delivering. Baby steps.” Zach flashed you a wide toothed grin.

“Well, these baby steps are a bit wobbly.” You chuckled, then turned the notebook around to let him see your scribbles. “If anything we’re crawling our way through this album.” You joked.

“You need to give yourself more credit.” Eddie hummed into your temple. He wrapped an arm around you, pulling you into his side as you both settled into the sofa more.

“I need more than just credit, Eddie. I need some goddamn words!” You love-tapped him with your notebook.

“Words huh?” He took back that notebook and started reading the lyrics again. “Hey Zach, can you play it for me?” 

Zach paused and looked at you for the okay to play it for him. You looked at him like a fish out of water. Eddie caught on and furrowed his brows.

“Am I missing something?” He nervously laughed.

“I wanted it to be a surprise.” You grew nervous, settling on the rings he still liked to wear. “I wanted to wait for it to be released to show it to you. It was inspired by you actually. But I need you to hear it so that you can help me.” You let out an exasperated sigh. “I need you now more than ever.” You looked over at Zach and nodded.

Not a second later the song's track started playing. Filling Eddie’s ears as he looked up at you in surprise. His eyes glossed over, as the soft ballad started playing. You wrote a song about him. 

One of many he would like to say because other inspired songs have been in Spanish, he loved your songs in Spanish, he was able to enjoy them without knowing what you were saying, but this is the first song you’ve written about him that he would be able to fully comprehend. 

Years of being married to you wasn’t enough to perfect his poor Spanglish. You promised him he was getting better at understanding Spanish. He thought so too, but he was only fluent to a certain extent that allowed him to get him through some small talk. Other than that he was a lost cause, but he was still trying. For you he would always try. He knew within time he’d get better. Eddie liked to joke around with you and say sooner or later he’d be able to talk behind people’s backs in two languages. You’d playfully scorn him about it, but you’d have a laugh about it too.

“Late at night when all the world is sleeping. I stay up and think of you. And I wish on a star. That somewhere you are thinking of me too...” 

You were kneeling back on your heels, sitting anxiously wondering the type of reaction you were gonna get out of him. 

Eddie kept looking back at the lyrics, eyes furrowed in focus. He was thinking. You just didn’t know if it was good or bad. He finally looked up at you, his bottom lip bitten by him.

“You hate it...”

“What? No!” Eddie could see the knobs turning in your head. He had about a second to ensure that he in fact loved the song. “I love it!” He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to your cheek. “You didn’t even let me talk.” He followed your jaw down to your neck and nestled his lips into your skin. You closed your eyes as he kissed you over and over. He pulled back, sighing. “I was gonna say you’re missing the chorus.”

“I know!” You exclaimed. Eddie rubbed your arm up and down in a soothing motion. “I can’t think of anything. I need you and your brain.” You poked the side of his temple.

Eddie smiled at that. Then started humming the song. “m m mmm I just wanna hold you close. But so far. All I have are dreams of you...” He trailed off in thought. He looked over at you then started singing the third verse randomly. “m mmm I still can't believe. That you came up to me. And said, ‘I love you. I love you too!” He looked down at the notepad. Then that’s when you saw the geers shift in his head. It usually starts with a smile then he’ll add in his own suggestions. “What if the chorus was something like...I’m dreaming of youuu tonight? Like you’re starting off with talking about fantasizing the person you love, in this case it’s me.” He said it all smug-like. You smacked him, but nodded. 

“Til tomorrow...That could be the next line because you can’t sleep forever, right? You eventually wake up.” Zach added in.

“Yes!” You pointed at him. “But what could come after that? I don’t wanna wake up, I wanna keep dreaming...I wanna hold onto Eddie in this dreamlike state.”

 “I’ll be holdin’ you close?” Eddie sang out suggestively.

“No, not close...” You shook your head.

“Tight?” Zach shrugged. You perked up at that.

“I’ll be holdin’ you tight...” Eddie sang again with the new added word.

“Yes!” You cried out. “Yes, yes, yes!”

“I really liked that line you wrote in verse three at the beginning.” Eddie pointed it out with the pencil in his hand.

“The- Late at night when all the world is sleeping...that one?” You sang. 

“Yeah that one, you mentioned sleeping. Where are you sleeping, though?” He asked with curiosity in his eye. This time he watched the knobs turn in your head. “You get where I’m going, right?” He laughed excitedly. 

“My room...” You trailed off. Then gasped. “Oh my god, oh my god.”

“Que?” What?. He laughed. “Is the magic happening? Did the light switch finally turn on in there.” He knocked against your head for the gist. “Is this the part where you tell me you love me and how I’m a genius-” Eddie was cut off as you leaped into his arms. 

“That’s it! That’s it! Lo hicistes mi vida.” You did it, my life. You cupped his face and planted a smooch on him. “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!” You quickly got off his lap and ran into the booth. “Zach!” You screeched in delight.

“On it!” Zach scooted his chair up.

You walked up to the mic and put your headphones on. You couldn’t help but scream into the mic and express your feelings. “Te amo, mi vida!” I love you, my life.

Eddie had walked over to the switches and buttons, leaning forward into his palms. He brought the palm of his fingers up to his lips, then blew you a kiss. You caught it and started writing down the words lodged in your head. 

“I think I got it!” 

“Ready when you are.” Zach said into the mic.

“Ready!” You danced in your spot as you waited for the music to appear in your ears. Then you finally heard your own recorded voice from the first verse.

Late at night when all the world is sleeping. I stay up and think of you. And I wish on a star. That somewhere you are thinking of me too.

You took a big inhale of air then started singing the chorus.

“Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight. 'Til tomorrow. I'll be holding you tight. And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be. Than here in my room. Dreaming about you and me...”

​

[thewritersaddictions]

Eddie Munson: 2023 Episode Log

Starts on April 10th, 2023

The Summary: Eddie falls down from the upside down instead of seeing the kids. Instead, he sees the prettiest girl.

Warnings: OFC(Lilly), Smut, 18+, Flashforward, Flashbacks, 1985 to 2023, Not aging, Character death, Eddie is still 21/22, Drama, Friends fighting/Couple fighting, angst, futuristic setting-ish, Jason carver is still a dick.

Word Count: 65,048

A/n- firefly-graphics for divders

Music Log: The Crew Cuts- Sh Boom Sh Boom; Gover Washington (Ft. Bill Withers)- Just the two of us; Whitney Houston- I wanna dance with somebody (Who loves me); Stevie Wonder- Isn't She Lovely; Earth, Wind & Fire- Let's groove

Stranger Things Master List // The Adults Master List // Series Master List

Episode 1 The Fall (04/10/23) Episode 2 Disappearing Man (04/17/23) Episode 3 No Longer Kids (04/28/23) Episode 4 In Common (05/06/23) Episode 5 Falling (05/20/23) Episode 6 The Life (05/27/23) Episode 7 History (06/03/23) Episode 8 Pause (06/10/23) Episode 9 Truth Bomb (06/17/23) Episode 10 Movie Night (06/24/23) Episode 11 Finally My Year (07/03/23) Episode 12 Nightmares (07/20/23) Episode 13 Hourglass (07/22/23)

Completed on: (07/22/2023)

Posted on: (02/02/2023) - (04/10/2023)

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[creationcitystreet-em]

I wanna write but I need some inspiration. I’m open to requests and I’ll try my best to write them!! Also I’m not really into writing smut so best to not even send those in, sorry. But angst, fluff, pining, hurt/comfort, etc I’m all for!

I’m honestly open to any characters and will let you know if I can’t do it bc I don’t know the particular character you send, but I have more experience writing for

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Tony Stark

Daryl Dixon

Bruce Wayne

Eddie Munson

Jamie Tartt

Jon Snow

Jamie Lannister

Rick Flag

Draco Malfoy

[sad-brunnettee]

first of all, i love you?????? like i just recently found your blog and oh my god????? HISPANIC READER????? as a fellow Mexican it makes me so happy :’). i’ve had this idea in the back of my mind for a hot minute now but like, hispanic! reader teaching Eddie how to dance bachata (any latin rhythm for that matter) or the two of them dancing at a family reunion while Eddie is super flustered cause he’s not a big dancer himself but you’re there to help him out. LIKE IMAGINE HER FAMILY JUST BEING LIKE “ay estos dos van a terminar casados” y se ponen en plan tipo “que empalagosos son” HSKKSKSKS sorry for the Spanglish, sometimes my brain doesn’t work properly

Ily too!!😩💓I think we all need to thank the first anon who requested a Hispanic/latina/Mexican reader. I would’ve never thought many people would read it. I hope you enjoy it :).

Au in which Eddie survived

Bachata Rosa

Eddie Munson x Hispanic! gn! Reader

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Eddie couldn’t help but be mesmerized by the way your body moves to the rhythm of the music that is playing from your small radio. He could stare at you for hours just watching you, he’s positive that if he were to try it he’d end up making a fool out of himself. Although you wouldn’t tell him that, instead you’d praise him saying ‘good job babe, you’re getting better’ or ‘you’ll soon be better than me’.

He sat on a chair that was placed in front of your garage as you and your cousins practiced dancing for you aunt’s wedding. It wasn’t that you needed to practice dancing it was more of an excuse to hang out and get to know him better.

“Eddie, are you a good dancer?” Your cousin, Cassandra asked.

He was so fixated on you that he didn’t notice the music had stopped. “Do I, w-what?” He stuttered as specks of pink found their way on his face.

It was followed by a chorus of ‘ooh’s as some of your cousins elbowed each other. You stood near the cooler filled with ice and drinks with a blush splattered across your own cheeks. It wasn’t hard for anyone to understand why Eddie didn’t pay attention. You will be getting teased for it endlessly.

“I asked if you were a good dancer.” She said with a small laugh.

“Oh no I uh… I don’t dance.” He answered truthfully as he fidgeted with his fingers.

Gasps were heard which made him feel out of place. He loves music, that much is clear but it isn’t one to dance to. It’s not that he doesn’t want to learn, he just never got the chance.

“Y/n, i can’t believe you never taught your boyfriend to dance.” Your younger cousin exclaimed.

“The opportunity just never came up, I didn’t want to force it on him.” It was true, whenever your favorite song played through your Walkman all you could think about was dancing to it with Eddie. Yet you always kept those thoughts to yourself, Eddie isn’t one to do cliché things. Yet it doesn’t bother you, there isn’t anything about him that you would change. Not even when you had to ask him out to prom back in your senior year of high school. He was reluctant at first but gave in after a while, even then, he didn’t fully danced. Simply moved his arms to the rhythm and attempted to get his feet to follow yours.

Luckily, nobody added more to the conversation. Instead you talked about what outfit to wear for the wedding and when will you guys arrive. You were now sitting next to Eddie as he played with your hair you tried to pay attention to the conversation. But the more he played with your hair, the more sleepy you got. It was late afternoon and the sunset painted pretty colors on the sky. Signaling the end of the day and a reminder that everyone will leave to their own houses.

It was now nine and Eddie was the last person that had to leave. The two of you were now sitting on the small green couch that was placed in your living room. The rest of your family was either in their rooms or in the kitchen, allowing the two of you privacy to talk about anything and nothing at the same time.

A comfortable silence accompanied you both until Eddie spoke up. “You know you could uh, teach me some of those dance moves you were doing earlier.”

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion before answering, “Ed, we don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“No I- I want to. Wouldn’t want you to not have a dancing partner during the wedding.” He replied with a toothy grin as he leaned towards you as he spoke.

“Well, the wedding is in two weeks. I could teach you the basics…if you want.” You said as you looked into his eyes that held so much joy.

“Alright, tomorrow me and you baby. We’ll get grooving.” He said as he stood up.

“Nobody says that anymore Ed.” You laughed as you also stood up.

“Sure they do. Ok tomorrow, after practice, I’ll come down and you could uh teach me… the basics.” He was now standing next to the doorway with his left hand holding the door knob.

“I’ll be waiting.” You said with a smile. He also gave you one as well while opening the door. He got out and turned to look back at you, neither one moved. Just wanting to spend as much time together as you could. Despite that, he leaned down to give your cheek a kiss.

“Goodnight sweetheart.”

“Goodnight Eddie.”

—

Practice was running longer than usual and it was all because of a certain curly headed who kept on getting distracted and wouldn’t hit the notes at the right time.

“Dude come on Eddie, this the third time that we have to start all over.” Gareth exclaimed as he hit his drumsticks together to show his annoyance. “If we keep this up I’ll be late for dinner, and you don’t want to see my mom angry.”

If it were any other day he wouldn’t want to mess with the master of dungeons. But today was a normal day and he didn’t have to worry about it.

“Sorry, guys sorry it’s just…ugh I’m so excited. I’m going over to y/n’s house and they’ll teach me some dance moves for their aunts weddings. I’ve never danced with anyone… I feel, ecstatic.”

After hearing his confession they all felt their scowls leave their face.

“Wait, I thought you said you danced with them back at prom…?” Jeff asked

“No… well I mean yeah. Sorta. It was more of me moving my arms…” he said as he moved them for emphasis. “…and I tried to move to the rhythm but most of the time I just stood by watching them have fun.” He couldn’t help but sigh, at the end of the party you told him it was fun yet he felt as if you were lying. It didn’t make sense how you could say you had fun with him if he didn’t dance with you, not the way you deserved at least.

“So are you just going to…keep them waiting?” The other band mate asked.

Shit, he didn’t think about it that way. What if you thought he forgot? Or that he chickened out? You knew by now about just short attentions spasm and you always were very understanding of it but what if now it’ll be different? What if you want to break-

“Go to them Eddie, we can practice another day.” Jeff spoke once more.

Without needing to hear anything else Eddie took off running to his van. He was in such a rush that he didn’t notice his guitar still attached to him. Carefully, he lifted it up and set in on the back of the van. It was his most prized possession and he didn’t want any scratches on it. He drove a little past the speed limit (he didn’t want to get in a car crash or for you to see him driving this fast and scold him for it). It wasn’t until he reached your neighborhood that he saw you open the garage that he let out a sigh of relief and slowed down the van.

“Sorry sweetheart, I would’ve came sooner but… practice ran longer than usual.” He jogged towards you to help you lift up the garage door.

“Don’t worry Eddie, I was helping my mom around the house. My brothers didn’t bother helping so we finished not so long ago.” You responded with a shrug of your shoulders as you set down the radio on the small table that was taking up space near the wall.

“You ready?” You asked as you stood next to him.

“Yeah, let’s do it.” He exclaimed with a fist in the air. Even if he attempted to sound confident, his body language told you otherwise. He kept on bouncing his leg and chewing on his lip.

“Eddie I don’t want you to feel like… I’m forcing this on you, if you don’t want-.” You started speaking as you went to stand in front of him and place a hand on his shoulder. Something that you often did when he was nervous.

“No, no no I want to. I really do… I-I want to learn more about your culture.” He spoke with sincerity as he clasped his hands on your face.

Smiling, you looked up at him as you placed your own hands on top of his. “Ok then, let’s do it.” You took a step back and turned on your radio, landing on Juan Luis Guerra’s new song, Bachata Rosa.

As the two of you spend the day dancing and laughing, Eddie felt as if he was falling for you all over again. He tried to focus but each time you looked at him with so much affection he just got lost in your eyes. Causing him to stumble or step on you.

Days passed by and there was one day left for the wedding. You were proud to admit that you were a pretty good dance teacher. It was hard at first, but Eddie no longer needed you to tell him what to do. He still makes jokes about how sexual the dance is and the way you move against him. You can still hear his voice “Jesus H. Christ babe, I’m trying to dance not…mate with you.” Hearing him say those words caused you to turn red and miss a couple of steps.

“Is Eddie ready for the wedding?” It was the first thing your mom had asked you as you woke up.

“Yeah, he got the steps down.” You said as you walked up to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“How do you think your dad will react?” She asked as she handed you a plate for you to serve yourself some chilaquiles.

The question caught you off guard, that you didn’t think of. “He’ll probably get really mad.” You chuckled softly, “let’s hope he’s drunk when and if he decides to dance in front of everyone.”

The conversation changed shortly after but your mind kept on playing different scenarios in your head. Regarding your family’s reaction, especially your dad’s and brother’s.

—

It was now the day of the wedding, everything was perfect. Eddie was able to go to the church ceremony earlier that day. You could tell he felt a little out of place, it was his first time going to a proper one. But you stayed by his side and held his hand, it helped to calm him down although he could still feel your dad glaring holes on his head.

The venue was spacious, a clear sign that there will be a lot of guests. Your mom was the one who chose the table, claiming that she wanted one with the best centerpiece. One that either you or your siblings will be forced to take.

As family members came to the venue, you would all get up and greet them. Using this as an opportunity to introduce Eddie to them. Your younger cousins seem to love him, they thought his clothing was cool as well as his tattoos. Whatever worries Eddie had prior to this seemed to have vanished into thin air. The food was fantastic and the music was great as well.

The DJ played some songs in Spanish and English, allowing everyone the opportunity to dance. Eddie even got dragged by some of your aunts to dance with them, some danced English songs while others did merengue. It wasn’t until bachata started playing that all of the couples got up and walked over to the dance floor.

“May I have this dance?.” Eddie spoke as he held out his hand for you to take. He had a toothy grin on his face and you just knew he was excited to show everyone the dance moves you taught him weeks prior.

You took his hand and walked over to the dance floor. The two of you started to dance at arms length before gradually getting closer. As the two of you moved to the rhythm it felt as if the whole world had disappeared. The both of you attempted to not get too close, not wanting to make any family members uncomfortable. After giving you a few spins he pulled you once more closer to him to place a chaste kiss on your cheek.

“You’ll have to translate me the song later and…teach me a new dance.” He spoke softly against your ear.

“If you keep this up, you’ll be the future chambelán for Sara’s quinceañera.” You told him with a giggle.

“Lisa hasn’t thrown the bouquet yet but we already know who will be getting married next. Right Enrique?” Your aunt exclaimed happily to your dad.

“No, they’re never getting married.” He replied while chugging the rest of his beer.

“Ojalá se casen pronto, uno nunca sabe cuándo será mi ultimo día.” Your grandma spoke as she watched you on the dance floor.

“¡Mamá, no diga eso!” Your dad said but aside from his voice sounding mad, he pulled her to a side hug. As much as he pretended to hate the idea of you forming your own family. His heart swelled with joy as he saw how happy Eddie made you.

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