#i love eddie munson

[forourpoets]

Eddie my beloved i love you so much<3

[navnae]

The party finally got together for a movie night after weeks of putting it off. Everyone thought it was good idea to meet up at Steve’s house because it was in fact the biggest. All kinds of snacks were bought and a few blankets from Steve’s closet was put in the floor as the kids gathered close to the tv. The older teens sat down on the couch and ended up being crammed but overall comfortable. Steve didn’t realize that was last to the seating arrangement and there wasn’t a place for him to sit or there wasn’t a good spot for him to see the movie well. While he was trying to find a place to sit the group noticed that he was just standing near the wall.

“Don’t just stand there, Steve. Sit down and enjoy the movie.” Dustin said waving his hand towards himself. Steve took a step forward observing the floor and the couch and just like he thought there really wasn’t a place for him to sit.

“I guess there really isn’t a place for him to sit.” Lucas also took a look at all the seats that were filled up and the floor was completely packed.

“I’m sure we can squeeze you in somewhere.” Argyle said happily. Jonathan, Robin, Nancy, and Eddie were taking up the couch along with the big buckets of popcorn that were on their laps. Steve pressed his lips together, this entire situation was stupid.

“Guys it’s fine I’ll just stand up.” Steve shrugged. He didn’t think having a seat was that big of a deal.

“There is no way you’re standing up the whole movie. I’m willing to bet money on it.” Robin joked. That caught all of the kids attention immediately.

“I’d like to be apart of the bet!” Mike chimed in while raising his hand. Obviously he was betting against Steve and that didn’t go unnoticed most of the time when Steve is involved with anything. Mike made sure that he knew that.

“All my money is on Steve!” Dustin yelled with excitement. He gave Steve a wide smile showing him that he believed he could win the bet even though Steve wasn’t going to be apart of it.

All the kids were talking about how they were on Robin’s side or on Steve’s side when it came down to the silly bet that’s been created in the last second.

“Alright guys no one is betting on anything because I’m sure Steve can sit down on the couch with us.” Nancy slid over slightly creating a little bit of room for Steve.

“He’s not going to be able to fit in that tiny little spot.” Jonathan said while shaking his head. Nancy frowned slightly realizing that he genuinely wouldn’t fit. Steve ran a hand through his hair, never thought in all his years of living that he would be stressing over a seat during a movie night.

Five minutes past of everyone deciding where Steve was going to sit and how they could make arrangements for him to get comfortable with all of them. He tried to tell them that he was perfectly fine with standing up but his words went in one ear and out the other. It felt like years was being taken off his life when the discussion was finally out to an end, sparking up a new one.

“Why don’t you just sit on my lap?” Eddie was casual when he asked the question. Everyone’s eyes widened as they turned to Eddie then looking at Steve who was still processing the question. The image of him sitting on Eddie’s lap made him blush a little too hard for his liking.

“Well, that is an open spot for you Steve.” Nancy said in between a laugh. The whole room was filled with giggles as Steve’s face turned a light shade of pink. Eddie didn’t make things better by leaning back into the couch and patting his knee with a smirk on his face.

“Looks comfy too.” Max teased. She’s definitely been hanging out with Robin for too long because that was something that had Robin written all over it. Steve rolled his eyes and waved everyone off.

“For the love of god I’m fine with standing up. Can we just get to the movie already.” Steve blurted out. Felt his entire body getting hit from everyone looking at him especially the way Eddie was looking at him, Steve couldn’t describe the way Eddie’s features changed in that moment. All of it was overwhelming.

“Steve are you okay?” Will asked worriedly. Now everyone was observing like he was under a magnifying glass.

“His face is really pink… max told me that meant-“ El was interrupted instantly by Steve grabbing the remote from off the table and fumbling with it as he tried to press the start button.

“Hey! Would you look at that, everybody let’s focus on the movie. That sounds like a good idea.” Steve started the movie before anyone could say anything else and all of their attention was focused on the tv screen. Steve silently thanked his that the conversation had finally come to an end.

Thirty minutes into the movie the kids were already drifting off to sleep and the older teens weren’t that far from it themselves. The movie had another hour to go but realistically no one was going to be up to watch it. In reality Steve and Eddie were the only ones up keeping their eyes on the tv and they were actually interested in the storyline. Steve made quick glances towards Eddie when he started to feel himself getting sleepy and he started leaning back against the wall with his arms folded. Eddie laughed to himself as he watched Steve desperately trying not fall asleep while standing up.

“You’re so stubborn.” Eddie said getting Steve’s attention from across the room.

“What?” Steve couldn’t focus on what Eddie was talking about because sleepiness was starting to take over him.

“You rather stand against a wall fighting sleep instead of sitting on my lap. Which I would argue is comfortable or at least I think it is.” Eddie made a confused face and that made Steve laugh lightly at how silly he was. He hated to admit but Eddie being apart of their friend group added something extra he never knew he needed. “Did I just make the king laugh? Oh what an honor it is to be in this position.”

“Is it really that shocking that I have a sense of humor?” Steve asked, now he was fully awake and he wasn’t leaning against the wall anymore.

“Kind of, my offer still stands if you change your mind. I’ll be here all night and I’m not going anywhere.” Eddie left the offer in the air just in case Steve wanted to sit down after standing up for almost an hour.

Eddie closed his eyes slowly and prepared himself to go into a deep sleep. He’s woken up by the feeling of something heavy weighing on his legs and the feeling of it pressing against his chest. He opened up his eyes to see Steve’s head laying back on his shoulder, Eddie could see Steve’s eyes fluttering closed when he made himself comfortable on his lap. Eddie smiled softly as he wrapped his arms around Steve’s waist and pulling him closer. Surprisingly Steve didn’t protest against it he just leaned into Eddie’s embrace. Eddie nuzzled his nose against Steve’s shirt then proceeded to close his eyes while snuggling up to Steve. Both of them fell asleep in each other’s arms letting the movie become background noise to them, neither of them knew what that they liked this feeling of comfort from one another. This was something that both of them needed and hopefully this wouldn’t be the last time.

[sludg3gor3]

Vampire Eddie can have my children 😩

[sweetcandyhigh]

⚜️Goofy Eddie⚜️

:A little Drabble from the imagine I posted earlier about Eddie being a big goofball

Eddie’s quirky smile spread across his lips as he saw you searching his cabinets for anything halfway edible, most of everything being expired or just gross looking. A low humming following along to the music Eddie had playing on the speaker as you swayed, escaping your pretty lips.

You furrowed your brows looking around as you could feel an oh so familiar gaze on you but couldn’t find the usual culprit. You sighed calling out, “Eddie?” Pulling out some most likely stale, but thankfully not expired pop tarts. Not exactly the flavor you’re used to but it was fine.

While occupied with your snack Eddie crept up. Feet light on the floor boards, as he swiftly walked towards you. He snickered as he waited for the song he had on to get to the guitar solo. His hands snaked around your body mimicking the actions as if he was playing the guitar, and doing his best to impersonate the sounds, causing you to jump clutching your chest.

“Jesus Eddie!” You yelped out in surprised as he continued his intense performance of the guitar solo, with a few of his goofy laughs falling out of his lips.

⚜️.

You sighed as you slumped on your bed, finally able to slip into your pjs and relax. You sighed as you closed your eyes, enjoying the silence, furrowing your brows when you heard a knock on your window.

Quickly sitting up you rush you way to the window shoving open the curtains looking out of it trying to find the culprit. You chalked it up to the tree that was right by it, making your way back to the comfort of your soft bed.

Once you had finally gotten cozy there came another noise, “Fushing!”, causing you to shoot up out of bed stomping your way to the window. Sliding it open sticking your head out, “Who the hell?” You started before trailing off as you heard an oh so familiar snicker coming from just outside of your line of sight.

“Goddamnit Eddie! How many more times are you gonna do this?”

And before you knew it there popped out a very disheveled Eddie, who seemed as though he came here last second before going to bed.

“Aww how’d you know it was me?” He mumbled out disappointed as you gave him a look.

⚜️.

*nsfw*

You laid on his bed in his empty trailer, between your legs black disheveled curly haired was all that could be seen. Sloppy noises of his tongue connecting with your core filling the room. He slowly inched his hand up as he slid a finger in, the feeling of the cold metal on his ring making you shiver

“Hi pretty,” He said with a crazy giggle, looking straight at your pussy fluttering around his finger. You furrowed your brows before he curled his finger, making you throw you head back with a moan. Then came another goofy giggle

“Thank you for scoring this for me,” he said talking to you pussy like it was his ticket to having you. Your eyes slamming shut as he entered a second finger , his lips connecting with your clit.

You were so blissed out by the pleasure you couldn’t even focus on how goofy he was. And you didn’t even flinch when he blew raspberries on your clit, well maybe it did feel pretty good but you’d never admit something like that to him, would just fuel the fire.

He giggle and coo at your pussy as he finger fucked you, making your thoughts incoherent. And you best believe he was humming some kind of rock song like he was doing the dishes or some other mundane chore instead of giving probably one of the most pleasurable experiences with him in your life.

“Dirty deeds,” he hummed out as he added a third finger, “Done dirt cheap,” he continued as he curled upwards only pulling his eyes away from your pussy when he heard a whine escape your lips. He chuckled, “Good girl,” he mumbled out before bringing his attention back between your legs. His head coming down to suck on your clit once again.

“Concrete shoes, cyanide,” he hummed out as he sucked on your clit, relaying the only other lyrics he could remember at the time. And don’t even think for a second that he wasn’t finding pleasure in this because oh he was. The fact you even let him get near you made him ecstatic, so you best believe he was enjoying this, he just couldn’t help his goofy side showing.

And when you finally came undone, that coil finally snapping in your stomach, and when all your fluids and cum rush onto his fingers, he lets out a deep guttural groan, followed by a chuckle. And you best bet he’s giving you a ton of praises except… they’re all directed at your pussy, but really he was just to shy to look up at you.

⚜️.

The first time you guys took a bath together was the only time cause he acted like a goddamn kid in the bath. While you were running the water so you could relax your aching body, he had peeked in, “Watcha doin?” he said with his eyebrows raised, “Bath,” you mumbled out as he full on stepped inside the bathroom causing you to look over at him.

And right then in there he practically threw his shirt of his body, “I’m joining,” he said with his big smile as he stood there waiting for the tub to fill. And you were shocked, he hadn’t ever shown interest in something like this. And you thought you didn’t mind but best believe you did once you got in.

Next thing you know you’re sinking into the bathtub with Eddie behind you, his hair tied up because he whined about it getting wet, Which you help him with because you wanted him to be quiet.

He of course insisted on having bubbles so you squirted some shampoo in which did the job. You exhaled as you laid your body back on his chest. For the first few minutes everything was fine, relaxing even, but you should’ve now better.

You heard that signature giggle from him, causing you to furrow your brows. And before you knew it you felt his hand sliding up your body, assuming he was gonna do something to rile you up you let out a choked out noise as his hands stopped at your stomach. Before you could speak up he started patting your stomach like it was a goddamn drum kit and before you knew it he was having a full on jam session.

“Thunder! Thunder!Thunder!” He started off, your face dropping as he did so, his hands patting your belly lightly, “You’ve been, Thunderstruck!” There was his laugh once again and then he started with his pretend air guitar solo.

You sighed pinching the bridge of your nose as this went on for about 20 minutes until you were done with his jam session, too tired and sore to deal with it. You slowly got out and the next thing you heard and felt, was a slap to the ass,

“Eddie!” You screeched sending him a glare as he looked away whistling another song, pretending nothing happened.

[lhtygmi]

i'll be quiet

Eddie Munson x gn!reader

summary - reader feels insecure about how talkative they are, Eddie comforts them.

warnings - literally none it's just fluff lmfao

a/n - this is my first Eddie fic as well as my first fic i'm posting on tumblr, I hope you enjoy it.

With a happy sigh you flopped onto your back melting into Eddie's bed. Turning onto your side you curled up to watch him as he told you everything about his day.

You smiled as you listened to your pretty boyfriend hop from story to story never quite finishing the last, emphasizing important parts with his hands.

This was one of your favorite parts about him, his enthusiasm to share everything with you. It made you feel happy knowing someone you love wants to share so much.

Despite feeling this way about Eddie and knowing he felt the same about you, today you couldn't help but second guess yourself. Whenever you opened your mouth to talk you would hesitate and close it again, opting to smile and listen to Eddie.

After a while of hearing only his own adorable ramblings, Eddie noticed your silence and went quiet. He looked up from his current project to give you his full attention.

"Everything alright sweets?"

The concerned look on his face made you feel guilty for even making him slightly worried in the first place.

You nodded with a small smile, "I'm okay baby just tired." You sat up pulling your knees to your chest. You internally cringed at your lame excuse knowing Eddie could always read you like a book.

You chewed at your lip not knowing how to prevent him from worrying over you. As you tried to think of a solution, you felt Eddie's pinky finger gently tap on your bottom lip.

"C'mon sweetheart we're trying to break that habit." He smiled as you freed your now slightly swollen from your teeth. He always tells you how he hates when you make your 'pretty lips' bleed.

"Tell me what's buggin' you." He rested a hand on your knee, gently rubbing it with his thumb in hopes of soothing you.

"Do I talk too much?" You whispered, fidgeting with a fraying thread on Eddie's comforter trying to avoid eye contact with him.

Eddie furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, "Where did you ever get an idea like that honey?" He frowned.

"It's dumb." You tried to shrug it off not wanting to seem like a loser.

He let out an exaggerated gasp. "No one says that about my baby's feelings!"

You let out a small giggle releasing some of the tension in your shoulders. Looking back down at your knees you played with Eddie's rings enjoying their cold temperature in contrast to your warm hands.

"It's just.." You paused to take a deep breath. "At school people mock me." You looked up feeling your face grow hot knowing you were about to cry, you felt pathetic. "Whenever I talk or laugh they mock me." You finished, looking anywhere but at him.

"When I asked them why they were doing it they told me that..." You paused wiping a stray tear from your cheek. "They told me that I was annoying." You let out a bitter laugh trying to stop from further embarrassing yourself.

"Sweetheart why didn't you tell me? '

You felt Eddie's hands pulling you into his lap as you cried. He reached and grabbed a tissue from his nightstand and gently wiped your cheeks.

"Told you, it's dumb." You took a deep breath finally looking up at him.

"No it's not. You're not annoying, they're just stupid." He stroked your hair with a small smile. You gave him a sarcastic look with a small 'uhuh'.

"Why would I ever lie to you sweetheart?" He sighed dramatically. "I love listening to you talk, I love listening to you." You grinned and pulled him into a tight hug inhaling his comforting scent of weed, cigarettes, and cheap cologne.

"So don't listen to them they're fucking stupid anyways because they're boring what do they know?" He muttered holding you close.

"Nothin'" You whispered with a giggle.

"Exactly. They don't know nothin'."

[mozzarella-stickz]

maybe i like pain but i really like the trope of “eddie munson and you are best friends but oh no he likes another girl now you’re sad but oh wait he liked you the whole time!”

anyways drop your recs i wanna read some more

[munsonsguitarp1ck]

I NEED TO SUCK THEIR DICKS AT THE SAME TIME !!!!!!

[deftos]

joseph icons <3

[pinkdaiisies]

Falling (in love) Eddie Munson x fem!reader

summary: eddie is tired of hiding his feelings for you, but when you mention another guy asking you out he gets jealous. you’re mad at eddie until he taps on your window later that night.

warnings: language, mutual pining, bestfriends to lovers, jealous eddie

word count: 1,662

notes: the guy that asks you out is chance, one of the background friends in the basketball scenes! look him up before you read… he is so cute lmao. also i’m really proud of this so i hope you enjoy!

in eddies mind, you were the most beautiful girl to ever walk the face of the planet. he would do anything to show that he loves you… well except tell you.

you have been eddie’s best friend since 7th grade. around freshman year is when eddie first started to realize he liked you much more than just friends. but eddie was too afraid of rejection to ever tell you. i mean why would you want eddie when almost every guy that saw you did a double take? eddie thought you deserved someone better than him.

little did he know that you have been crushing on him since the summer before freshman year. seeing him and his buzz cut at that awkward stage of growing out made your heart flutter. you’ve always tried to flirt with him that summer, but you thought that he didn’t feel the same and he didn’t want to make it awkward so he just ignored it. in reality, eddie was quite oblivious to your flirting that summer.

eddie was getting tired of seeing other guys look at you in the hallway and you smiling back at them. he wanted you to look at him that way. his only solution was to finally express his feelings for you. he found out it’s easier said then done.

“well when i told suzie i liked her she took it very well! it wasn’t awkward at all!” eddie was so desperate for help he went to dustin.

“yeah well suzie is a 14 year old girl and you guys haven’t known eachother SINCE MIDDLE SCHOOL!” dustin did not understand why it was so hard for eddie to just tell you how he felt. it was so obvious that you liked him too!

dustin, lucas, and mike actually thought you two were dating when they first joined hellfire club. they had to ask gareth and jeff if you two were a thing. your guys constant flirting did not go unmisssd by the club.

“listen im like 99% sure she’s in love with you too, so please stop worrying!” dustin tried to reassure the metalhead.

“ok but the one percent! we don’t know for sure!”

“you are the most oblivious man in the world eddie munson.” dustin argued.

-

eddie could not reel his head around the fact that you could possibly have romantic feelings for him. sure you guys were always together, and you let him call you all sorts of names like sweetheart and m’lady, and you guys always went out to the diner on friday evenings, but that’s just what good friends do… right?

eddie was overthinking. he was pacing around his room like a madman thinking about you. so he did what he always did to calm him down. he reached in his bedside drawer and took out the note you gave him sophomore year.

hey dork,

after class do you wanna go eat at the diner? it’s friday and i’m extremely bored

♡

that note started the tradition of going out to eat every friday. eddie felt so silly that he kept that note for so long. you probably didn’t even remember writing it! but still eddie looks at the heart on the bottom of the note, convincing himself that you meant something more.

he kept everything you gave him. whether it be a note you passed him during class, a pen you lent him, or a cd you recommended him. eddie was just so smitten with you. reading the note and looking through his polaroids of you two, calmed his nerves.

his mind was set on confessing to you tomorrow.

-

eddie was not so sure about confessing to you the next day.

“hi eds!” you said climbing into his van.

“hello y/n, how are you this fine morning?” eddie said with a smirk.

“pretty good actually! you’ll never guess who called this morning!”

“who?” eddie said curiously.

“chance! the one from the basketball team.”

eddie’s heart stopped beating for a second. what the hell could he want with you? eddie thought.

“he asked if i wanted to watch a movie with him tonight. and before you say anything i said no. friday’s are strictly reserved for us.”

the color returned to eddie’s face. he felt reassured. you did seem unusually happy about chance though… maybe you felt obligated to be with eddie, like he was a burden? eddie’s insecure thoughts returned.

“how do you even know him?” eddie asked.

“he’s in my chem class. we actually kinda talk sometimes. he’s not as bad as the other basketball freaks…” you said defending chance.

sure chance was cute and all, but he wasn’t eddie. no highschool boy could ever compare to eddie. when sharing about the call to him, he almost seemed… nervous. but when you said that you had declined his date offer he suddenly seemed more relaxed.

“your seriously not defending him y/n, are you? he’s literally bestfriends with jason carver!”

“i know! i know! but trust me he’s not like jason at all.”

“god y/n if you really wanna go out with him that bad just say it, and we don’t have to go to the diner tonight!”

you’ve never seen eddie this mad before. yea sure, chance hung around with a bad crowd, but it’s not like you two were besties, you would have the occasional conversation in class!

“okay now you’re just putting words into my mouth eddie! i never said that. if i wanted to go on a date with him i would’ve. but i’m not. i told him no so i could hang out with you and now you’re mad at me!?” you really liked eddie, but man was he acting like a jerk right now.

eddie sighed, and stayed silent the rest of the drive knowing that if he said anything else he would just make the situation worse. man, did he feel guilty. he let his jealousy out, and now you’re mad at him.

once the car was parked, you got out as fast as you could and slammed the door. rushing to find robin. eddie stayed in the silence of his car for a minute before he got out.

at lunch, the first thing eddie did was try to look for you, because he noticed you weren’t in your usual seat right next to him. but instead you were sat with robin buckley at a table in the corner of the cafeteria.

he did the same thing once the final bell rang, and he saw you get into the back of steve harringtons car with robin in the passenger seat.

eddie, sadly, got into his car and drove to his home. he should be driving you to the diner right now. but no! you have to be such a fucking dick, don’t you! eddie mentally cursed himself.

-

later that evening you sat on your bed listening to a record. i should be at eddie’s trailer right now watching a movie… it was odd how upset eddie had gotten. you had the right to talk to who ever you wanted. it was almost as if he was jealous.

suddenly you heard a tapping noise on your window. you picked up your head and noticed a messy head of brown hair. eddie. you opened your window to let him in.

“hi.” eddie said not making eye contact.

“hey…”

“listen i’m sorry about this morning. i was being a dick, and i had literally no reason to be.” he looked down at you. “does the princess forgive my foolish actions?” you giggled at his words.

“i guess the princess accepts your apology. i just don’t understand why you got so mad eddie.” you said, hoping he’d elaborate on his dumb emotions.

you looked into eddie’s eyes, as he looked into yours. god, you could get lost in his eyes forever.

“it doesn’t matter… it’s dumb.” eddie looked down, fidgeting with his rings. you could tell he was nervous whenever he did that.

“eddie if it got you this upset, then it’s not dumb. you can tell me anything.” you assured him.

“i love you.” he said it so quietly under his breath. you wouldn’t have been able to hear it if you two weren’t standing so close to each other.

oh my god, why did i say that? i couldnt just make up a stupid lie to tell her? now our friendship is ruined. she’s never gonna be able to look me in the eye ag- eddie’s inner monologue was interrupted when he heard you giggle. eddie’s eyes shot back to your face and saw you smiling at him.

“eddie, do you remember the summer before freshman year?” he nodded. “do you remember when we went to the fair, and i held your hand?” he nodded again. “eddie that whole entire summer i was flirting with you like crazy, but you never flirted back. not once! i assumed you didn’t like me. but i’ve loved you ever since.” confessing made you feel lighter. a secret you’ve kept from him for years was finally out in the open.

eddie looked at you with the cutest lovesick smile on his face. it was contagious.

“can i kiss you y/n?” eddie asked.

instead of answering, you leaned your face towards his. you felt a hand rest along your cheek as he pulled you closer to him. your lips met, it felt like all the miscommunication throughout the years was being made up for in this moment. eddie kissed you like his life depended on it, but eventually you both pulled apart.

“well i know it’s late but we better get to the diner before it closes.” eddie said. “but this time i’m making it an official date!” he looked at you with a smile.

“you have no idea how long i’ve wanted to hear those words eddie.”

~~

omg thank you so much for reading! my requests are open so feel free to leave one!! xoxo

[idkimtiredanddumb]

I think the reason I love Eddie Munson so much is because he reacts EXACTLY how I would in his situation - accepting the supernatural shockingly easily but also freaking the fuck out??? the boat scene where he reluctantly follows the rest of them just because he doesn't want to be left out??? having fun dropping out of the ceiling five minutes after fighting bats for his life??? sarcastic comments and nerd references the entire time??? give me more. 

[glitt3r-litt3r]

Princess

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Cheerleader!reader

Summary: When y/n’s cheer squad find out who her boyfriend is they have a lot to say

A/N i’m terrible at summaries lol. Y/N being a boss bitch lowkey. I can’t stop thinking about Eddie it’s like ruining my day in the best way possible. This doesn’t have a specific time cuz there’s nothing stranger things about it besides the characters.

The sun was beating down on the field today, even with the fall breeze I was still breaking a sweat. It was hard to maintain the same pace when I spent all summer sitting in the back of Eddie’s van listening to music and eating chips. 

Every season it’s like this but I’m glad to be back. I love the way it feels, the burn in my legs and arms and lungs. Something about working out always made me feel the best, that’s why I joined the squad. The minute there’s a girls softball team at Hawkins i’ll be on it. Especially because I can’t stand most of the girls. They are constantly judging everyone while simultaneously signing up for canned food drives. Hypocrites. 

I was stretching my legs out in between drills when I hear Michelle scoff. 

“What is the freak doing here?” she asks, drawing attention to the bleachers. 

There he was, boots stomping onto the metal bleachers. He was wearing sunglasses and his classic leather/vest combo. At the sight of him my face flares up red, he said he was going to pick me up not watch the whole thing. 

“He’s only here to perv on us” Says Kimberly. Actually he was here to perv on me but whatever.

“he’s probably here scouting his next victim to try and sell drugs to” someone says behind me.

Victim? These girls are clueless.

“that’s not how drug deals even work.” I deadpan. Fuck that sounded wrong.

“I mean, from what I hear they seek him out not vice versa. Just saying...” They were all staring at me now. Their faces were a mix of confusion and doubt. 

“Can we get back to the drills now” I say before running off. There was a nice breeze but there was sweat all down the back of my shirt. Luckily Eddie has seen me sweaty before or I’d be real embarrassed right about now.

The rest of practice I tried not to look to my left whenever possible. Every time I saw him sitting there my stomach flipped and I would stumble or miss my mark. It was better to not look, for safety reasons. He was smiling each time I looked over, little shit. As time went on more boys started dotting the stands trying to catch a glimpse of something or to watch their girlfriends. Eddie sits far away from any of them pretending to read a comic.

Patrick, who has had a crush on me since last season, was among them. I made extra effort not to look any where near him. Especially since Eddie is not the best at handling these types of situations with grace, 

“Oh my god Y/N! Patrick has been staring at you for the last ten minutes” Someone squeals. They break out into ooo’s and little encouragements. I drink some water and think of what to say.

“He’s cute! And he plays basketball with Jason, I could set you guys up” Chrissy says smiling brightly. She’s always been really kind but no way in hell am I letting that happen. 

“He’s not really my type” I say trying to leave it simple. It’s also true, I'm more into heavy metal listening, leather wearing sweethearts who like Star Wars so Patrick is pretty far off. 

“You say that about everyone! Who is your type?” Asks Michelle.

Images of Eddie pop into my head. His soft smile reserved only for me. Him air drumming as he drives singing as loud as he can. The way he sleeps on his stomach like a baby holding onto the pillow. His eyes when he’s playing guitar. The slight frizzy halo his hair makes in the sunlight. I think of the smell of leather and weed. The feeling of his rings on my face. Without hesitation I say his name.

“Eddie Munson.” 

There’s a moment of silence and I think everyone’s going to die from shock. The first noise that breaks the pause is a laugh. Everyone joins in thinking i’m obviously making a joke of some sort. 

“Y/N don’t be mean! I know he’s a freak but don’t get his hopes up”

“You’re so funny Y/N”

“God can you imagine the kind of girl who’d actually go out with that freak?” 

They are laughing full on now. The tips of my ears are burning and I can feel the sweat running down my neck. 

“Alright girls! You are dismissed. Go home, rest, and come back ready to learn the new routines tomorrow.” says the coach. Thank god

Everyone starts moving toward the benches but I can’t move just yet. Take a deep breath and try again. Eddie see’s everyone heading toward their stuff and stands up preparing to walk back to the D&D room to wait for me. 

I grab my back and hurry toward the bleachers. When I pass the girls I hear them snicker again. 

“Hey Munson!” I shout walking faster now. Everyone pauses and turns their attention to me. Wondering what a girl like me could want with a guy like him. 

Eddie turns toward me shocked that I’m shouting his name in front of everyone. 

When I get to the bleachers I step onto the first step pulling his shoulders forward into a kiss. He freezes against me before I feel him melt onto my lips. When I pull back his pupils are huge and he has a lazy smile on his face. 

“Hi sweetheart” he whispers 

“Hi baby” 

I grab his hand and start walking back to the school. Everyone is staring but honestly I don’t really care. Eddie tries to regain his composure by placing his sunglasses on again. His cheeks are still red though.

“Let them stare. Fuck em” I say kissing his hand guiding him forward. 

“yeah fuck em” he says lowly. 

This moment of confidence and euphoria is cut short when I hear Michelle behind us. 

“You can’t be serious Y/N,” 

Eddie stops first tugging my arm to make me turn back. Michelle and her robots are standing there with their arms crossed. 

“He’s a drug dealer! You could get kicked off the squad for getting involved with people like him” Her nose is all the way turned up as she refers to my boyfriend. The girls on either side of her nod their head.

“Well you could get kicked off the squad if the coach knew you used the locker room to let Jacob Cunningham go to third base but you don’t hear me blabbing about all that.” I state matter of factly.  It’s true and everyone knows it but still when I say it her mouth drops open. I watch as the anger bubbles over and she stomps her foot before squealing like a pig.

“Oh you are so dead! No one’s gonna wanna hang out around you or that freak ever again.” She screams

At the word freak I move toward her dropping Eddies hand who’s watching this with a mix of adoration and fear.

“Call him a freak again and I’ll break your teeth in” I’m standing directly in front of her now. Her robots have taken two steps back and are watching to see my next move. 

“did you just threaten me? I’m telling the coach that-”

“That what? That you are harassing me and my boyfriend?” I ask.  When she doesn’t answer I keep going. “Tell her that you guys spend every day making his life miserable because you’re jealous. You’re so jealous of him it makes your skin crawl, you wish you could do whatever you want but you’re stuck doing what everyone else wants you to do. You do cheer and make honor roll and buy all the expensive clothes and date boys who play basketball but at the end of the day you go home and cry yourself to sleep so why don’t you bury your head in the sand and wait for the prom.” I say turning back to Eddie.

I hold my hand out toward him and smile. All the anger from weeks of hiding is gone and I feel lighter than ever. 

When we’re out of earshot he breaks out into laughter. 

“ A Breakfast Club quote? Really?” 

I laugh loudly not thinking he caught that. 

“It was the only thing that came to mind!” I defend. He shakes his head at my cliché comeback. 

“Well still that was badass” He kisses my cheek proudly

We make it inside just in time for the D&D meeting. 

“I’m gonna go change and i’ll meet you in there okay?” I kiss him before heading to the bathroom. 

When I walk into the room Eddie is recounting the story eccentrically to the entire club. The lights are dimmed for game mode so I know everyone’s eagerly waiting to start. When he see’s me enter he stops with his arms open and smiling brightly.

“And here she is fresh from defending my honor the Princess of Hellfire” He starts clapping dramatically. He looks so proud of me. I blush at the stupid nickname. Being the only girl had it’s perks, having to be called the Princess was not one of them. 

“Gentlemen” I say curtseying and bowing my head holding my imaginary dress in my hands. They greet me kindly like they always do. Eddie sits in his chair and opens his legs inviting me to sit on his lap. I walk over slowly before lowering myself onto his left leg where I always sit. He places his hands on my hips and squeezes gently. Before he starts he whispers in my ear,

“Thank you so much sweetheart. Remind me to buy you as many Spiderman comic books as you want next time we go out.” He kisses my shoulder. I know how hard it’s been for him being stuck here. I want him to get out of here just as much as he does.

“you don’t have to thank me baby, I love you” I say turning to kiss him. 

“I love you more-”

“Can we start please!” someone shouts. 

I laugh and face foreword. 

“Fine it’s your death.” Eddie mutters before starting his script for his campaign.

[hrteddie]

Confession

sypnosis: cheerleader!y/n confesses her feelings for the “freak” of the school. Tags: fem!reader x Eddie Munson.

Just some fluff hehe. sorry if this isnt good, This is my second time writing something like this and also for grammar mistakes english isn’t my first language

It had been exactly two months since your first encounter with Eddie in the school’s forest, the day that your life got changed upside down.

“Wow um hello… uh what.. what are you doing here exactly—?” “oh i’m sorry, I didn’t know this was your place—“ “no, no it’s okay!!”

Evee since then you and eddie would sneak off into the woods once in a while to talk, play games or just hand out. You thought about how he was not what everyone painted him to be. “Eddie Munson…? isn’t he part of a satanic cult..?” “Eddie?? You mean that freak that plays Dungeons and Dragons..?” “Eddie?? he’s a weirdo stay away from him y/n” But in reality he was a big softy that loves to play his guitar, loves to make you laugh and loves to play his little fantasy game.. not a freak nor a weirdo. He would leave little notes in your locker, asking you to meet him after class or asking you to go to one of his shows. “Y/n you have to come! I’m going to play a song just for you!!” “alright alright I’ll be there Munson”

And there you were, straight out of cheer practice and inside the little venue where he would play with his band every tuesday.“This song goes out to my good friend y/n, captain of the cheer team and my no.1 fan of course!” he spoke into the mic, smiling at you. “yeah, his good friend.. that’s all we are.. good friends!” you reassured yourself every night.

Also you couldn’t help but blush at the sight of him during lunch, him sitting with his friends, members of hell fire and you sitting with your “friends” from cheer and the basketball team. He didn’t bat an eye at you, he knew that you couldn’t be seen with him, or for another matter even make eye contact with him. It just wasn’t possible, beloved y/n and freak eddie? not happening. But oh how desperately he wanted to just steal a glance at you, I mean you did it, so why couldn’t he..? Why was it weird for him to look at you, but not you to look at him..?

“Earth to y/n.. hello?!” asked chrissy, giggling and waving her hand infront of you. “oh, sorry i spaced out..” youre replied while smiling. “did you space out or where you looking at munson again?” she whispered while poking fun at you. “ohmygod, was it that obvious?” you replied while covering your mouth in embarrassment. “a little..” she said while lighting punching your shoulder. “You should talk to him.. he’s a good guy” “I already do… It’s just that we don’t talk in public…” “oh… why?” “because it’s weird?” “so??” she replied while looking at him. “what is he to you y/n?” she asked not breaking contact with him. “He’s a good friend.. why?” “are you sure?” You nodded while looking at her confused. “good friends don’t look at each other the way you two do” she said while smiling. “It will be our own little secret if you two decide to finally confess your feelings for each other..” “what feelings are you talking about..?” “don’t act dumb now, go on and tell him. trust me okay?”

You weren’t acting dumb, and either ways even if he did like you it wasn’t going to be easy to date each other.☆

And now the present time, You were sitting on the picnic bench once again, awaiting for your friend to arrive. It was a little bit past 12, students leaving for the day or going out for lunch. The empty forest made it easy for you to hear him when he was nearby “Y/n hey! waited long for me??” eddie asked making his way towards you. “no of course not, just got here..” you mumbled while fiddling with the end of your skirt. “saw you and chrissy talking today, what was that about? not that i’m nosy or anything … but i’m nosy” he said while setting his stuff down and sitting across from you. “oh you know, the usual, just cheer stuff” you said quickly while looking down at your skirt. You couldn’t dare to make eye contact, what did chrissy even know about you and eddie? It was obvious that he only saw you as a friend, and it was also obvious that you two would never work out—

“Y/n?? are you okay??” he asked interrupting your thoughts. “oh yeah, sorry I just had something on my mind...” you said still not making eye contact with him. “are you sure..?” he asked while placing his hand on top of yours. It took you by surprise, a small gasp leaving your lips. You hadn’t even noticed that your hands were now resting on the table infront of you, or the fact that Eddie was staring at you intensely. His big hand covering your small one made you gulp. “Yeah totally okay!!” you smiled while taking your hand away. It was an awkward silence, nothing that you ever experienced with him before.You sighed as you finally let the words out.

“I just don’t know why i feel this way, but I know that you’re really important to me..” “feel what way..?” “i dont know.. it’s a feeling that i only get when i’m around you and see you.. you know..?” you said finally looking at him. “like butterflies in your stomach..?” he asked while tilting his head. “i suppose yeah… gosh this is so dumb.. I’m sorry, i’m going to go.” you said, picking up your stuff. “no, it isn’t dumb… y/n i actually wanted to talk to you about them same thing and i like you—“ “yeah as a friend i know—“ “no,no more than a friend..” Eddie said.

Was this real? was he actually serious? or maybe he was just joking around you know? “are you joking..? do you actually like me…?” “y/n, I should be asking you that question.. the head cheerleader liking me? the freak of the school? we’re on two different spectrums here love.”

love?

You giggled, while smiling at him. “you know eddie i actually liked you since we were in middle school…” you finally said while standing and walking over to him. “you did…?” he looked surprised, while putting a hair strand behind his ear. “yeah I was just always so scared of you because of what people had to say… you know you’re not what i thought you’d be like..” you trailed off. “Mean and scary?” he asked, twirling his hair and hiding behind it in embarrassment. “yeah.” “well i could say the same thing about you.. i thought you’d be mean and scary as well..” “me?” you whispered while smiling. “yeah.., but you’re not… you’re kind with a heart made of gold.” he added on.

You couldn’t help but smile, you giggled over your silly little crush on the guy. “I’m glad i met you again, and I’m glad this time i actually had the courage to tell you how i feel.” It was like a heavy burden was finally lifted off your shoulders. You turned to face him to see what he had to say. He didn’t say a word, he just took his hand in yours both of you looking into each other eyes.

“I cant believe you’re actually real” he stated. “I want to be with you all the time.. and I want to hold your hand and kiss you and just hold you forever… will you be my girlfriend y/n?” he asked, you could see the sparkle in his eyes. You kissed him in response and for the first time things actually felt right.

[icksam]

i liked a pinterest pic and promptly made it steddie

[myoddessy]

you weren't mine to lose. s. harrington , e. munson

alternate ending here !

pairing(s) —steve harrington x fem!reader & eddie munson x fem!reader ( separately )

summary —it took you running away for the summer for both you and steve to realise how much you meant to each other. it really is a shame that eddie's heart got roped into it too.

word count —3.3k.

notes —this is based on taylor swift's folklore love triangle, as well as a few other songs from the folklore album! the playlist below is a few songs that i listened to for inspiration while writing this! also, this is set in an au where none of the upside down shit ever happened because i'm not that good at planning things <3

tags —@outoftheregular @auroresce

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MUSIC BLARED while you watched shitty people make shitty conversation whilst drinking shitty beer. god, if you could have been anywhere else, you would be.

he should be back now, you thought. steve, the only reason you were even at this party, had left about 10 minutes ago to get drinks for the both of you. 

you sighed, picking at the sleeves of the jacket he gave you. why were you even here? you didn't want to go to a party with people who you didn't like and who certainly didn't like you. why did steve want you to go so badly? was this his way of solidifying whatever was going on between the two of you? was this invitation him saying that those drunken kisses and silly smiles meant to him what they meant to you? that he was no longer 'king steve' but simply 'yours'.

you decided to try and find him, worry and concern swirling in your stomach. you pushed your way to the kitchen, unfortunately finding yourself standing close to carol perkins. " i just don't get why steve is even with her. " she laughed to her friend. " do you think it's some rebound thing to fix his ego? "

" probably. i mean, what other reasons would he have? " the girl's voice trailed off awkwardly once she saw you standing near them. " oops. " she winced, looping her arm with carol's and walking away.

a bitter feeling grew in your heart. it wasn't a secret that the popular population of hawkins high school weren't your biggest fans. they had their sad excuses, some saying you were too loud, some saying that you were too unenthusiastic about your appearance. you know, the typical vapid thought process one comes to associate with those surrounded by carol.

you turned and your breath caught in your throat. steve, the man who kissed you in the car on the way here, the one who's jacket was wrapped tightly around your shoulders, the one who was gone getting drinks was dancing, very happily, with another girl. no, not just another girl.

nancy wheeler wasn't just another girl. she was beautiful, and organised, and liked, and the subject of steve's adoration long before you came into the picture. with an aggravated exhale you turned to leave, only stopping when you passed one of steve's friends, pushing the jacket into their hands with a grumbled request to give it back to him when he was done.

you hobbled over the broken cobblestones, alcohol barely present in your actions but still worsening your ability to walk safely across instead path in thin-soled heels. 

steve would have carried you, you thought bitterly when you nearly toppled over for the umpteenth time that minute. you cursed the tears that welled in your eyes, and you despised the ones that actually fell. how embarrassing, crying over a man you couldn't even call yours.

a car pulled up beside you and your hand instinctively balled into a fist. " what's with the long face, sweetheart? " nausea built up in lieu of a grimace at the words until the odd familiarity of the voice struck you.

you turned, only to be met with eddie munson's concerned face looking out at you through the window of a banged up van.

" nothing. " you brushed him off, hoping that the waver in your voice went unnoticed by him. it didn't.

" bullshit. " eddie stared at you, and for a few moments, everything was silent. " get in. "

" what? "

" i said get in. i saw you nearly break a bone ten times, let me drive you home, at the very least. i wouldn't be able to live with myself if such a beautiful lady was left with a twisted ankle. "

you looked around for a second, as if another option would show up out of thin air. tongue pressed to your cheek, you accepted your fate of potentially dying in a van smelling of god-knows-what and opened the passengers seat with a begrudging smile.

a few minutes of silence passed, but they weren't uncomfortable. you weren't sure why, but you didn't feel anxious while sitting next to the school's so-called 'freak' who you've interacted with a handful of times since freshman year.

" okay, cut the shit. what's got you so upset? "

" it's seriously nothing- "

eddie cut you off by slamming on the breaks. 

" what the actual fuck, munson?! " you placed a hand to your heart, feeling its rapid movement while trying to calm your breathing.

" i'm not moving this car until you tell me what's wrong. "

" you're in the middle of the fucking street. "

" which is why you'd better start talking, sweetheart. "

you blew out an exasperated breath, pulling at your nails anxiously.  " my date, or whatever you'd call it, ditched me to dance with their ex. "

" so it's harrington that made you cry? "

your head snapped towards him. " i didn't say anything about steve. "

" i was at the party too, doll. business deal. i saw you come in with the hair and leave alone so i wanted to make sure you were okay. "

the silence came again as eddie continued driving, still not awkward but slightly more tense. as if eddie knew exactly how you felt he broke the quiet by turning to you. " feel like going on an adventure? "

a surprised laugh bubbled up from your throat. you missed the way eddie grinned when he heard it. " why the fuck not? i've got nothing better to do. " eddie cheered and stepped on the gas, relishing in even more laughter from you.

minutes bled into hours and soon, you found yourselves parked on a ledge by the outskirts of town, strewn lazily around the back of the van, admiring the sunrise as you talked about everything and anything. " i'm not going to college. " you said, head resting on his shoulder. " i mean, i barely graduated high school. i'd get eaten alive. "

" hey, at least you're better than me, i have to redo senior year. "

" only because everyone would miss you so much. " you joked, laughing at the over dramatic face of agreement eddie put on. 

" oh yeah, i'm just so totally popular that they couldn't handle me leaving. " you grabbed his hand and started twisting his rings, unaware of the soft gaze and gentle grin directed at you.

" okay, i hate to bring up anything that'd make you upset, but please answer me this. " you turned to look at eddie curiously when he spoke. " why harrington? i mean, look at you! " he let out an incredulous laugh, " you could get anyone you wanted at hawkins but you chose harrington? it doesn’t make sense. "

" steve’s nice. " eddie rolled his eyes. " look, i know he was an ass before, but he’s different now. he’s sweet. "

" people don't change that much that quick. " an annoyed breath leaves your lips and eddie's brows furrow in regret. he placed his hand over yours and you turned your palm upwards to intertwine your fingers. " i'm sorry. "

" don’t be. "

the silence returned, but this time, it was foreign. there were things both of you wished to say that remained unspoken until you moved your head to face him. no words were shared between you both, but the looks you exchanged held an hour-long conversation.

drown me in cheap poetry and irrelevant affairs. make me feel loved. your eyes begged.

his responded by closing, cupping your face and enveloping you in a soft, gentle grave where you could lay unbothered for the next three months. 

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BEING WITH eddie was something you'd never felt before. it was the freedom to act like a child without fear of judgement. it was confidence as assurance because you felt no pressure to be anything other that who you truly are. there was no looming popularity contests, no backhanded compliments, only open-mouth kisses against collarbones in the dead of night and water fights in the sea, not caring who heard your screaming.

you cared for steve, you truly did. hell, you probably loved him! but things were always complicated between you both. there was always a fear of him going back to being absorbed in the beauty of nancy wheeler and leaving you in the dust until she grew tired of him and he came back to you. but with eddie, it was only ever you. that was clear in the way he looked at you, the way he smiled at you, the way he held you.

" it's rude to stare, you know. " he reminded with a smirk, snapping you out of your reverie. a blanket that smelled like him was draped around your shoulders while you both sat around a beachside bonfire. " don't tell me you're still thinking about harrington, i will take it personally. " he joked, but you could see the genuine worry he tried to hide in humour.

" i'm thinking about you, actually. " you laughed at the shy smile he tried to hide. " besides, you can't act like i don't catch you staring at me all the time. "

" true, but i believe that when you look at art for a long time, it's called admiring instead of staring. " he smiled at the way you dipped your head in mild embarrassment.

" you're a fucking sap. "

" a sap that you care about enough to stay with for the past month. " he corrected.

" my favourite sap. how does that sound? "

" better than you could ever imagine, sweetheart. "

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THE NIGHTS spent with him were your favourite, that was easy to decide. take this moment, for example. a thin blanket acting as your only shield from midnight's chill, your chests heaving, skin shining in a way that eddie said made you look like an angel, and stupid grins on your faces.

his head resting on your shoulder, your head resting on his while his flyaway hairs tickled your skin. nothing was said in these moments, you words drained from before. but that's what made them so perfect. so natural. nothing forced, nothing false. only the safety that came with being vulnerable with the right person. he pressed a kiss to your shoulder, you pressed a kiss to his forehead. you could feel him smile against your skin, you smiled in return.

maybe this is what the poets dreamed about. maybe this was bliss. maybe this was the true peak of love.

it truly was a shame that sleep overtook you before you registered the fact that you did, in fact, love eddie munson. maybe it would have stopped memories of another flooding your dreams.

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· ͟͟͞➳ the following segment takes place in a dream.

STEVE HELD his hand out to you. it was dark. moon lit the pavement and stars shone to grant him full view of you. he'd finally given in to your pleading to go to the playground purely for the fun of it, and when he saw you smile like that, he couldn't exactly say he regretted it. you placed your hand in his, giddiness growing in your stomach when he pulled you closer, free hand moving to cup your cheek.

" you're so beautiful. " he murmured quietly, gently, almost as if he was scared that the moon itself would steal his words if it heard them. his eyes flitted towards your lips before meeting your eyes again, a silent question that you answered by grasping the back of his neck and pulling him closer towards you.

steve made you feel different. you wished you could think of a better way to describe it, but you couldn't. he could make you feel perfect one second, and like you were an outsider the next. when you were around him, you wanted to be the best version of yourself possible. being around him bettered you. but there was also the daunting question as to whether or not he'd still find you beautiful if you just stopped trying. if he would take you for how you are at your core.

" why did you leave? " he asked once you pulled away, even more quiet than before. " why didn't you stay? "

" you were with nancy, you looked happy. "

his hands held your face, making you look into his eyes when you tried to look away. you feared that when you looked at him, you would see judgement. but instead you say pure concern. he wanted to fix whatever happened between the two of you.

" she was giving me advice on something about you. about us. "

" what? "

" she was telling me to do what i should have done a long time ago. "

you didn't dare speak, fearing that your heart would betray you and leap out instead of words if you tried. " she told me to tell you that i love you. more than anything, and i want to be yours. officially. "

" steve, " you brushed a strand of hair from his forehead and his eyes fluttered closed momentarily at the feeling of your fingertips dancing along his skin, " i'm sorry for what happened. " you leaned in closer. " i love you. "

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SUMMER BREEZE with the smallest hint of cool coaxed eddie from sleep, rubbing his eyes groggily as sun peaked through the open van doors, showing off the spectacle that was the pile of crappy t-shirts and discoloured sheets that had become you and him.

his back rested against the back of the driver’s seat, arm securely around your shoulders, thumb rubbing small circles on your bicep as you curled closer to him in sleep. he took in a deep breath of salt-laced air and let it go seconds later, smile faltering slightly when his sense of dread didn't go away.

he knew it would be over soon. soon fall would come and he'd go back to being eddie 'the freak' munson while you went back to where you belonged. with steve. see, as much as he wished to believe that your rightful space was beside him, laughing and talking about the most idiotic things, he knew it wasn't. that you belonged with steve 'the hair' harrington and the several soon-to-be freshmen that you'd unofficially adopted as your own. should he feel bad for stealing you away for the summer? he didn't think so. not when he'd loved you since he first saw you in middle school after you stood on some jock's foot for making fun of his band.

eddie was a firm believer that people were allowed a certain amount of selfish moments in their lives, and he was prepared to use all of his on you. lying in the back of his van with the same tacky tourist t-shirts one would associate with a father who unironically claps when a plane lands strewn everywhere as tokens to commemorate your trip through indiana, he was convinced that this moment was the true meaning of nirvana.

you stirred in your sleep and eddie snapped his head to you, worrying that, somehow, his thoughts grew so loud that they threatened to wake you. but instead, you stayed in whatever dream encapsulated you. you muttered something under your breath and eddie leaned closer to your head to hear.

" steve, m'sorry for what happened"

his heart stopped.

" i love you. "

and then it shattered altogether.

but he brushed it off, running a hand across his face and swallowing his pain, allowing himself to pretend he never heard so that he could live out the last few days of summer grasping onto the frail belief that he could ever be the one for you.

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SHADES OF september coloured the hawkins trees as you walked to family video with one hand stuffed in your pockets and the chain of your necklace clutched in your other. anxiety and nausea swirled in your stomach, threatening to choke you. for a moment, a quick and fleeting moment, you considered running away again. mad-dashing to your bike because fear took control of your actions once more. but you stubbornly shook your head. you needed to do this. you needed to see him.

your knees began to grow weak the closer you got, and by the time you were reaching out to open the door, your hands were shaking with a tremor that you'd laugh at in any other situation.

when the overhead bell dinged and robin looked up from the till to see which fake smile she needed to wear, she wouldn't ever say she expected you see you, her best friend, the girl who'd essentially gone missing over the summer, the girl who steve had rambled about non-stop since mike wheeler saw you take off in eddie's van. " dingus! " she hissed, turning quickly to pretend she hadn't seen you so that she could warn steve.

" what? the owner's coming? " he dipped his head out from the manager's lounge, stuffing some of the snacks they hid away in their into his pockets.

" worse. well, for you it's worse. for me it's actually pretty good and incredibly entertaining— "

"robin, who is it? "

" steve? "

queue a pack or reese's falling from his hand. steve's jaw went slightly slacked when he saw you standing there. you looked like you always did. beautiful. you wore a simple cardigan, one that always made his breath hitch when he saw you in it. steve stepped out from behind the counter, slowly walking towards you, like he was afraid that he was dreaming again and you weren't really there. robin silently left, knowing that whatever would come to happen between you two was meant to stay between you two alone.

" i'm sorry. "

" i'm sorry. "

your words overlapped and made both of you laugh for a moment before sobering up to reality. he was standing right before you now, brows furrowed and eyes slightly watery. when he spoke, his voice was soft and delicate, barely above a whisper, " why did you go? "

you rolled your lips, heart sinking with the heavy rock of guilt when you saw the complete loss and confusion on his face. " i thought you'd be better off without me. with people you belong with- "

" i belong with you. "

" then why did you never say anything about it? why was it only ever just a kiss and nothing more? "

" i was scared. "

" scared of what? "

" everything. " he laughed, but there was no humour in the sound. " that you'd get bored of me once i stopped being popular, that you'd find someone better, i don't know! just... everything. "

his hands landed on the sides of your face, thumbs softly running against the apples of your cheeks. " but i'm not scared anymore. so, if you still want me. i'm here. my heart is in your hands, so do what you want. throw it out the window, stomp on it, break it, i don't care. it won't stop the fact that i love you. more than anything. "

" i love you too. more than anything. "

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MONTHS PASSED like sand trickling through an hourglass, and soon, you and steve found yourself being pulled to eddie's graduation by dustin who forgot about the summer's events and wanted nothing but for his favourite older friends to bond.

you couldn't deny the pride that swelled in your chest when eddie's name was called to accept his diploma. nor could you deny the barely-there stutter of your heartbeat when his eyes met yours from so far away.

' congrats, you sap. ' you mouthed, praying that he could somehow see what you said. he smiled and dipped his head. you smiled.

eddie couldn't deny the happiness he felt when he say you in the crowd, even though you were there with steve harrington's arm around your waist, you were still there. that's all that mattered to him. in reality, he would never know if what happened during the summer of 85' was real. he would never truly know is every kiss, every touch, every word would ever mean as much to you as it did to him. but you still smiled at him when you crossed paths. you still waved when you picked mike, dustin, and lucas up from hellfire. you still noticed him, no matter how small your actions were, and that was enough for him because a taste of heaven is better than nothing at all, and he wasn't such a fool as to let an angel pass with basking in its glow.

he couldn't complain, not really, because you were never his to lose.

[sweetcandyhigh]

Cheerleader Reader X Oblivious Eddie

Can’t stop thinking about the idea of a cheerleader reader who is head over heels for Eddie, like I mean, obsessed with the guy and he has no idea.

Like reader is doing her best to get his attention and simply cannot because the man is so oblivious?

And not to mention the difference in social status she was a part of the popular kids and him an outcast. It was hard to get a chance to talk to him, you’re friends pulling you away anytime you would.

You had to sit through many a conversation about how much of a freak he was and never joined in. Usually dipping from hangouts or hallway conversations at that point. Your heart hurt for him, you pined for him, wanting him, but it was hard.

You never really saw a chance to talk to the guy, with everyone around you and different friend groups and such, you had no chance. That’s was until you saw a poster in a shop window you had just passed. Stopping to look at it, your friends confused as to what you were doing. Quickly memorizing the information and you knew you had to go.

Would anyone be interested in a full on fic or is this idea dumb?

[lhtygmi]

I just know Eddie does little shit like this idc. I live for it.

Eddie had recently noticed bruises all over your legs. He'd asked you about them but you would simply shrug and say you didn't know.

After this he started to put more effort into finding out why they were there. It didn't take much effort because he realized quickly that it was simply because of you running into everything and anything when you got either tired or a little excited.

This newfound knowledge led to Eddie developing a little habit of gently moving you whenever he sees you close to running into something, and everytime he does you give him a little smile and a kiss on the cheek for being your hero.