#jonathan byers x eddie munson

[cringevalue]

pov: jonathan, argyle, steve, and eddie are all in a polyamorous relationship and steve is oblivious

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steve: don’t you think it’s weird that they’re inviting us to go on vacation with them? to a sex resort?

eddie: not really

steve: people don’t typically have friends tag along when they take their partners to a sex resort

eddie: right

steve: so it’s weird

eddie: i mean, yeah, it would be weird, if it wasn’t for the fact that we’re not their friends

steve: what do you mean

eddie:

eddie: do you seriously think we’re just friends with them?

steve: …yeah?

eddie: steve, how many people make out with their friends while they’re both in separate relationships?

steve:

eddie: how many people suck their friends’ dicks while they’re both in separate relationships?

steve:

eddie: how many people let their friends tie them up completely naked and fuck them while their partners are watching?

steve:

eddie: steve, you let argyle put a joint up your ass to try and get you high, and then told him you’d be a good little boy for him if he also stuck a joint up my ass

steve: yeah but that’s jonathan and argyle

eddie: i don’t think i’m following

steve: anyone would sleep with jonathan and argyle, in or out of a relationship. and they’d sleep with anyone too.

eddie:

eddie: jonathan asked for your permission to kiss a girl at the club last week

eddie: i’m pretty sure you guys are dating

steve: ….

steve: so do we accept the invitation?

eddie: hell yes we do

[artbean]

“You know,” Eddie muttered, turning to face Jonathan entirely, hip pressed against the railing. “If you kiss me it means you have to put up with me for another year.”

if you’re looking for a way to ring in the new year, good riddance/time of your life by @stranger-awakening is the perfect fic for it 🎊

[yes-17-15]

Rating Stranger Things Ships

Byler - 10/10, definitely my favorite M*leven - 0/10, yucky poopoo Jopper - 10/10, super pookie bear Rovickie - 4/10, I like it but Vickie has like 1 second of screen time so it's really hard to want them to be together Ronance - 0/10, Nancy is as straight as a ruler, sorry not sorry Jancy - 7/10, I don't really care for it Stancy - 0/10, not cool yucky Steddie - 9/10, I like it but it would never be canon Stonathan - 4/10, it's a nice concept but I personally just don't like it Harringrove - 0/10, what the fuck who thought of this JonEddie - 8/10, absolutely love this one Jargyle - 7/10, I'm sad we don't get to see more of them :( Lumax - 8/10, they're sooo cute Elmax - 7/10, I really like the concept but I just don't really ship it if that makes sense Elumax - 3/10, I just don't see El being into Lucas Bywheelclair - 4/10, I don't know what else to add Henclair - 1/10, I don't really see it, I think Dustin is straight Duzie - 6/10, cute but it's hard to ship since we don't see much of Suzie Murrlexi - 10/10, awww so cutie patootie

[my-ship-my-love]

Yes. I LOVE Jonathan x Eddie

This is my gif and I love it

[sherifftillman]

Wavelengths || Stranger Things Rarepair Week: Day 2

Pairing: Jonathan Byers x Eddie Munson (Joneddie)

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 1.5k

A/N: Day 2 of @st-rarepair-week!! Inspired by the Wavelengths DLC for Life is Strange: True Colors 😌

also on ao3!

Eddie stares down the blue eyes that look back up at him from beneath the counter. He gently lowers his arm and starts rubbing his thumb up and down his fingers, making little kissing noises with his lips. “C’mon, Smeagol, don’t be shy… It’s just your ol’ pal, Eddie… You like me, right? I put your food out and buy all those toys… C’mon, buddy, just come say hi…” 

The off-white coloured cat stretches its paws out towards Eddie, who watches with bated breath. It almost makes a full motion towards him… And then shoots off in the other direction entirely when it hears the sound of the door bell ringing. Eddie would be upset about it, if it weren’t his most favoured co-worker.

Instead he tuts, shaking his head, “Damnit, Byers, I was this close to having little Smeag in my arms.”

“Right. The cat. That definitely exists,” Jonathan smirks.

“It does! Just because you’ve never seen it,” Eddie mutters, leaning down sideways in the run-down office chair he keeps behind the checkout counter of Hawk Records, practically hanging himself upside-down to look for the cat underneath the counter.

Jonathan laughs softly, shaking his head. “Got anything new for me?” Eddie shoots back upright with a wicked grin and mischief in his eyes. Jonathan’s eyes widen in fear as he quickly adds, “Nothing insane, though! I want people to be able to blast music on their terms,” he emphasises, “without having music that thumps so hard it constantly makes you want to go to the bathroom. Especially not on radio.”

“Got it, got it,” Eddie drawls dramatically as he rolls his eyes. “Less Slayer, more Sonic Youth. Let me see what we’ve got.” He throws his hands down on the arms of the chair so that his rings click against it, and pushes himself out of the chair to saunter over to New Releases. “Actually think we got some new Sonic Youth in, you heard that yet?” Eddie asks as his thumb runs over all the vinyl sleeves, and Jonathan shakes his head. “’S not bad. Your listeners will like it. And we’ve got that Violent Femmes album coming in next month.”

“For real?” Jonathan asks, his face lighting up. Eddie’s heart skips a beat as he nods.

“Got the confirmation of what’s coming in next with this week’s shipment,” he jerks his head over to the back office as he hands Jonathan a record and makes his way back to his seat.

“Are we allowed to - y’know, to put ourselves on the hold list already?" Jonathan mutters, despite he and Eddie being the only two in the store.

"Can I? Yes," Eddie grins as he throws himself back into his favourite chair. "Will I?" He hisses through his teeth and glances over, laughing at Jonathan's deadpan. Throwing his legs up to cross his ankles on top of the counter, Eddie waggles his eyebrows at his co-worker, "Sure, but to get on the hold list, I need your number."

Jonathan's eyes narrow. "Why would you need that? I'm literally here five days a week."

Eddie throws his head back to hang across the top of the chair as he kicks off to swivel it around, the squeaks of the chair hiding his groan of frustration. He's so sure Jonathan is into him. He just never seems to know when he's being flirted with. He watches Jonathan head into the soundproofed room in which he hosts Hawkins' local radio station from longingly.

Steve and Robin had spotted Eddie's crush on Jonathan the day he walked in to ask for a job. While Eddie was never especially a snob when it came to music, he seemed to especially enjoy pressing Jonathan's buttons. Eddie never especially came out to anyone, so it was tough to tell at first whether his flirting was genuine or not. But the hopeless romantic that Steve and Robin are, they could spot the lingering looks a mile off.

Eddie had made them promise they would never hound Jonathan about it, for fear of scaring him off, or making the store an awkward place to work. But they never promised him they would keep any third parties out of it.

The two best friends enter the record store and quickly preoccupy Eddie while Nancy Wheeler, practically sister-adjacent to Jonathan through their respective brothers, sneaks past to try and get Jonathan’s attention between him playing songs.

Jonathan notices her waving at the window and pulls his headphones off to jog over to the door. “Hi!” he greets in a loud whisper. “What’s up, is Will okay?”

“What? Oh! Yeah, I guess? I dunno, I don’t talk to Mike,” Nancy waves him off as she shakes her head and Jonathan laughs quietly. “I was just checking in, haven’t seen you in a minute. How’s the love life going?”

Jonathan’s brow furrows. “Why do you ask?”

“I dunno,” Nancy shrugs, “I just… Haven’t really seen you with anyone recently.”

“Or ever. Why so worried now?” he asks slowly.

“Just… I dunno. I want you to be happy, is all,” she rocks from side to side, looking up at him hopefully. “Any crushes you wanna gush about, at the very least?”

Jonathan may have suddenly tried to distract her by stammering something about getting back to the mic, but his occasional glances over at Eddie tell Nancy everything. She flounces back over to Steve and Robin, prompting a, “Wheeler? When did you get here?” from Eddie, but she simply bounces her eyebrows up and down at Robin and holding her shoulders until Robin gets the non-verbal message, running out the door with her. Steve simply frowns, shrugs and trudges along behind them, leaving Eddie to watch them through the window as he flicks the radio on to listen to Jonathan’s show.

Jonathan’s bobbing his head along to Death Valley ’69 when the switchboard starts to ring. He turns it down to fade it out, saying into the mic, “Aaaand that was our latest from Sonic Youth! Be sure to call into Hawk Records and tell me if you liked it. Speaking of calls, I’ve got one coming in right now, you’re on Hawkeye Radio, what can I do you for?” he asks as he clicks ‘accept call’.

“Uhh, hi, is this the radio station that predicts things for you?” The voice coming through sounds strangely familiar.

“It sure is! Let the D20 of fate, blessed by none other than the great wizard Will the Wise, be your guide into destiny,” Jonathan’s voice wavers as he speaks. From out in the store, Eddie chuckles under his breath.

“Great. So, I have these friends, one of them is my best friend. And, they’re both completely into each other, but I can’t get either one of them to talk about it. What does the future hold for them?” Eddie sits bolt upright, eyes wide, as he looks outside where Steve and Robin are stood crowding around Nancy who’s on the payphone right outside the store.

Jonathan laughs nervously. “Uhh, I don’t - ha, I - Nanc- uh, caller, how sure are you that both parties are interested?”

“100%. So what does the dice say, are those kids gonna finally see sense?”

“Just a minute,” Jonathan picks up the 20-sided die that his brother had given him on his first day as a good luck charm, that had prompted the idea for a call-in segment that made Jonathan feel comfortable enough to engage with listeners. He throws it back down onto the table and the sight in front of him makes his mouth go dry.

“You still there?” Nancy’s voice asks through his headphones. “What was the roll?” Eddie leans forward, listening intently to his radio.

“N-nat 20,” Jonathan finally stutters out. Gleefully, Eddie jumps out of his seat and runs towards the radio booth, soon followed by the other three who see it happen through the window.

Eddie wrenches the door to the booth open, reaching over to rest a hand on Jonathan’s shoulder and pull him round until they’re face-to-face. Eddie leans in to kiss Jonathan, pressing him against the console until he ends up accidentally setting off a bunch of sound effects. 

Breaking away with a breathy laugh, Jonathan blindly reaches for the mic to pull it over to where he’s stood, his eyes not leaving Eddie’s. “Uh, yeah. I think that nat 20 did the job. Thank you for calling. Here’s, uh… ’nother song,” Jonathan reaches to the console of the record player that broadcasts onto the station, hits the mute button on the mic and pushes it away before grabbing Eddie’s face and pulling him in for another kiss, grinning against his lips the whole time. Both of them are completely unaware of their three friends watching them adoringly through the soundproof glass.

Perhaps the other listeners understood what was happening, too, since nobody else calls for the rest of the day. Steve and Robin take it upon themselves to help out on the shop floor of the record store, since Eddie ends up being preoccupied in the booth for most of the day.

[polktd]

hear me out...

jonathan and eddie together

[cali-photographer]

*sighs*

[joneddieshipper]

Will: I have a new friend

Jonathan: Will, that's great! What is his name?

Will: Eddie, he's older than me. I want you to know him, you will like it.

- Hawkins High school-

Eddie: *Screaming and jumping on the table* I AM THE MASTER OF DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS! * Laughing *

Jonathan: So is he your friend Eddie?

Will: Yes...

[strangenight415]

Will staring at Jonathan after they had just finished playing DND with Eddie and being like "are you... also.. 🏳️‍🌈?" because Jonathan stares at Eddie not realizing how obvious it is that he's being gay

[ao3snowbutterfly]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jonathan Byers/Eddie Munson, Minor or Background Relationship(s) Characters: Jonathan Byers, Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington Additional Tags: Anal Fingering, Rimming, Gags, Background Steddie, Polyamory, Polyamory Negotiations, The poly stuff is background info, But it's there, First Time, First Kiss, Biting, Anal Sex, Listen I don't know why I ship this, Bottom Jonathan Byers, Top Eddie Munson, background stoncy Series: Part 5 of Snow's 2022 kinktober Summary:

Eddie is curious about Steve's other boyfriend, Jonathan. So, he asks Steve about him, and he learns a lot. Like how loud he can be. Luckily, he has just the thing.

[realangelahernandez]

Go to therapy or read another fan fiction of your favorite fictional character?

[munsonson]

𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏『••✎••』

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝘌𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘜𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): 𝘌𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘔𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘯/𝘍𝘦𝘮!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘰𝘯/𝘍𝘦𝘮!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.4

This shouldn’t hurt as much as it does. 

Things could’ve ended far worse than they actually did. Hell, most of the couples in their school tended to make breakups as dramatic as possible, normally painting one half of the relationship as some kind if irredeemable monster, if not to paint them as this sympathetic martyr, than just to save face that it actually hurt. 

In her case, Eddie Munson told her they just weren’t a good match and he wanted to be friends again instead. That was as healthy as they could possibly get. And in the best case scenario, too, she’d still be able to have him be a part of her life. She didn’t think she could stand the thought of seeing him in the halls and not being able to acknowledge him. 

She’d fallen hard and fast for Eddie, embarrassingly so. 

Given the heavy duty of designated driver for the little hooligans she’d somehow decided to adopt with Steve Harrington, she’d gotten accustomed to waiting in the high school parking lot, her nose pressed into the creases of her current novel while she waited for them to finish their important campaigns, all procured from the brilliant mind of Eddie Munson. 

She’d known him before then, too, but only in passing. He’d often make a big spectacle of himself in the cafeteria just to bug the other students, and he held the record as super senior. But she’d never even talked to him until she saw him walk the boys out after a seemingly successful campaign, his arms wrapped tightly around Dustin and Lucas’ shoulders as he praised them.

He’d acknowledged her when he got to her car. 

“My fair maiden,” he’d said, “I apologize for the delay.”

She’d blubbered out some kind of half-hearted response, good enough to make him laugh, and that made her heart go a million miles a minute. 

It didn’t take long before she’d gotten the courage to ask him out, even if it was just for coffee. He was surprised, but he agreed. 

It had been nice, he even drove her home after. She probably should’ve seen the signs then because he didn’t suggest a second meet up, she had instead. And he’d agreed.

It was about a month before they made themselves official, in Hawkins High language, practically married. But it really just meant she got to hold his hand between classes and get quick kisses goodbye when it was time to separate, somehow always on her cheek than her lips. 

She’d thought their dates were fun; it was a lot of pressure since he always left it up to her, never having any other idea than lounging about her home and just watching TV. But she was the one who thought of renting movies for horror marathons, figuring it was up his alley. She thought of bowling and drive-in theaters and picnicking near the quarry for its desolate atmosphere, another thing she figured was right up his alley. 

But things came to an underwhelming end when Eddie approached her at her locker on some random Thursday to tell her things just weren’t working out and he wanted to stay as friends. Despite how much even that had hurt, she agreed. She didn’t want to make him do anything he regretted. 

She could still be friends with him, happily so. That meant she could still sit with him at lunch, hear his outlandish tales, and be able to admire him from afar, even if she was no longer able to touch him and hold his hand. 

“Be honest,” she’d heard Gareth say as she approached with her tray, “what really happened? You know, most guys woulda killed to be able to take her out, the fact she stuck around for months is surprising enough.”

Eddie shrugs, chewing absentmindedly on a pretzel he’d brought. She would pack him lunches when they were together since he always forgot and resorted to eating prepackaged things instead. Since they broke up, it seemed like old habits really did die hard. 

“To tell you the truth,” he starts rather dramatically, “no substance. Pretty face, nice voice, real sweet, but God, boring as all hell.” He runs a hand down his face. The other boys seemed surprised. Dustin and Mike share a look, but say nothing, clearly waiting to hear more. Because there was no way it could be just that. There had to be more. They knew her better than anyone, had been through so much with her. What could be the real reason Eddie broke things off?

“And?” Dustin coaxes.

“And what?”

“Dude, seriously?” Mike scoffs. “She wasn’t interesting enough for you?”

Eddie shakes his head. “Look, she’s a great gal. And I know you guys are super close, which is awesome, but we just weren’t the best match. And I felt like shit that she was putting in all of the effort when I wasn’t interested. Now she’s free to...I dunno...find someone boring, too.” He sniggers, elbowing Jeff beside him trying to get him to laugh, too, but he could see how upset Dustin and Mike were. 

Luckily, for her sake, they didn’t notice her standing there, having overheard everything. Spinning right back around, she’d ditched her tray onto one of the trash bins before leaving the cafeteria completely before there was a chance anyone could see her tears. 

God, it shouldn’t hurt as much as it does, she thinks again. He was more than welcome to have his own opinion, but why did it have to be something like that? 

He was right, she wasn’t exactly Chrissy Cunningham or Heather Holloway, being this huge spectacle that made every new day more exciting than the last. All things considered, sometimes too much excitement frightened her. Having risked her life at least once a year for nearly four years now made her yearn for the more simple things. It was stupid of her to think Eddie would want the same. Eddie Munson, who liked to make scenes in the cafeteria and rock out in a bar with his band. He didn’t crave the simplicity of life like she did.

She didn’t go back into that cafeteria for the remaining of the lunch period. In fact, she’d decided to skip the rest of the day completely, knowing she shared three periods with Eddie and right now she really didn’t want to see him. She just wanted to get away, leave herself to her own thoughts to try to calm down. 

Well, that really only lasted for ten minutes because she found herself pulling into the small parking lot into Family Video. She spots Steve’s car at the far end and knows he’s inside. It was childish of her to go running and crying to Steve Harrington, who she knew would take her side and say all the cruel things about Eddie that she couldn’t bring herself to because she really just needed someone on her side right now. Aside from Dustin and Mike, of course. She wouldn’t forget how they jumped to her defense. 

The little bell rings at the top of the door as she walks in, startling Steve into consciousness, who seemed to be snoozing on the edge of the counter, drool pooled across his forearm. He wipes feverishly at his face and blinks unfocused in her direction, trying to situate himself quickly into his customer service face.

“Welcome to Fam-Jesus, you scared me,” he cuts himself off when he at last realizes it’s her. Confused, he turns to glance at the clock hung up on the wall. “Don’t tell me school’s out already? You beat Robin here.”

“No, I’m playing hooky,” she shakes her head, unsteadily moving towards the counter. 

“What? You? I’m sorry, am I still dreaming?” Steve asks dramatically. “Since when do you, of all people, ever skip class? I’d sooner believe Nancy doing it than you.”

“Just...needed a break s’all,” she says with a shrug, looking around. “Keith not here?”

“Nah, he’s off today. Something about a new graphic novel he’s been dying to get. Says he’d have to wait overnight just to get one of the first editions. I don’t know, I don’t really listen to him unless he’s handing over my check,” Steve said. She leans up against the counter, trying to act casual. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t things be okay?”

“Well, for one, having to clarify that things are supposed to be okay when asked if everything’s okay is a pretty big indicator that things aren’t, in fact, okay.” Steve says with a laugh. “So everything’s not okay, then?”

“Everything’s okay,” she lies. “I just...can I ask you something?”

“Yeah?”

She isn’t sure how to come out and say it without sounding stupid. Better, she can’t figure out a way to come out and say it without sounding completely pathetic. But this was Steve, he was the king of asking her embarrassing things. He even called her once at three in the morning to ask how long you were supposed to leave cookies in the oven for. The follow up question was how to get the burnt smell out before his mom came home. 

“Am I boring?”

Steve tilts his head. “Huh?”

“Am I boring, Steve? Am I boring?”

“No? Who gave you that idea?” Steve snorts, like he thinks it was a foolish thing to ask. “Whoever it is clearly hasn’t seen you handle a crowbar.” He was referencing when she’d nabbed a crowbar from the junkyard lot to fend off the demodogs with him, all to protect the little ones in the bus. She doesn’t want to remember that right now, not when it makes her feel cold inside. 

“Nobody, I just...I dunno, I just think that maybe I’m not as exciting as, like...you o-or Rob or Nancy or, hell, even Jonathan.” 

“Nonsense, you’re a badass! True story, you know I wouldn’t say that about just any...” Steve trails off, finally really looking at her. “Hey...hey, why are you really askin’ me that? Something happen? Someone say something to you?”

“No, Steve, I was just asking.”

“You’re lying,” he accuses. “Who was it, was it Byers? Nancy? Not Robin...”

“No! No, Steve, they didn’t say anything, please just drop it. I shouldn’t have asked.”

Steve’s face eventually relaxes, having realized he knew exactly who she was talking about.

“Munson.”

She shakes her head. “Stop it, Steve.”

“What did he say? I thought he just wanted to be friends, where’s all this coming from?” he asked. There were too many questions being thrown at her. She doesn’t want to cry, especially not in front of him, but as soon as she feels her cheek dampen that was it. Soon she was burying her face in her hands and trying to stop the little whimpers from coming out.

She doesn’t notice Steve leap easily over the counter. He pulls her close, shushing her quietly. 

“Hey, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you upset,” he says. She sniffles, wrapping her arms around him. He’s petting her hair, kissing the crown of her head, trying his damndest to get her to calm down and talk to him. He was the perfect person to come to, she now realizes. Her subconscious knew Steve was the answer.

When she finally stopped crying, he at last let her go, giving her some space.

She rubs the tears from her eyes and wipes the tears on her jeans.

“Want me to kill him?” he asks jokingly. She laughs. He smiles again. “What happened? Can you tell me now?”

She told him what Eddie had said, the real reason he’d broken up with her and how she ran from the cafeteria and came here. Steve was reasonably upset, but he didn’t want to make it all about pounding Eddie into a pulp, he knew she needed her friend right now and he was prepared to be just that.

“Hey, screw him,” Steve scoffs, throwing an arm over her shoulders and pulling her back into his chest. “You’re far from boring, believe me, and honestly if you ask me you could do so much better than Eddie Munson. The guy picks his nose. I saw him once. It was gnarly.”

She’s laughing again, playfully hitting him. 

“Thank you, Steve,” she says, “I’m sorry to dump all this on you, I just needed someone to talk to, you know?” 

“Well, you came to the right guy. I can’t tell you it gets much better from public humiliation, but I can tell you that you find much better shit to focus on. Like this obviously stellar job. Robin. My new stereo I saved up for. And...well, you.” He playfully flicks her nose. She wrinkles her nose and swats his hand away. “Eddie doesn’t know what he’s talkin’ about. But I know he’s gonna kick himself in the ass when he realizes he lost a girl like you.”

“Yeah, you’re just saying that ‘cause you’re my friend.” 

“Not true, I also wanna bug you for your famous cookies.” Steve winks.

“I can bring them to you tonight, then.” she said, patting his arm. “I should get going. Um...you clearly are very busy and I don’t wanna keep you from doing your job.”

“I know, such a bad influence. The gateway rebellion was skipping class. Now it’s job defiance,” Steve chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. “Hey, um...if you want, when you come by tonight, maybe you could stick around? Was gonna rifle through the back, borrow some flicks to waste my evening away. Free to join me if you want? Robin flaked out on me, says she’s doing some band practice with Vicky. Didn’t ask for details.”

She thinks about it and smiles. “Sounds like fun. Girls’ night.”

“Invitation rescinded!” Steve shouts, turning away. 

“No, I’m kidding, I’m kidding, stop!” she protests, giggling. “I’ll bring cookies and pizza, Steve. I’ll be there.”

“Alright, then,” Steve said. “Um...hey, don’t worry about Eddie, alright? He’s just being a dick. And honestly, apart from his relationship with the rugrats, he’s still gonna be a dick. He missed out on a girl like you. Clearly he’s a martian.”

“Doesn’t mean much when I’m from Hawkins. But thank you, Steve. I’ll see you tonight,” she says, squeezing his hand and finally leaving the store back to her car. She left feeling much lighter than she had going in. He was right. Forget Eddie. If he thought she was so boring he clearly didn’t need her around him. She had other friends, friends like Steve.

Smiling to herself, she climbs into the driver’s seat and turns the key into the ignition, hearing the engine roar to life.

Things would be just fine. 

[artbean]

@eddiemonth day 2: friendship

Outcasts stick together. (tw for loss of a parent under the cut)

Maybe your mom dies, your dad gets arrested and you wind up on your Uncle's doorstep with your hair buzzed off and shoes that pinch your toes. But when you turn up to the first day of school a week later, your friend's got new tapes for his walkman and quietly lets you use it in the library at lunch. After school, before his mom's gotten off work, you stop at 7/11 for a pop to share while you read The Hobbit to him and count the yellow cars that drive by while you sit at the curb.

And maybe everything’s different and will never be how it once was, but maybe this is the one thing that will stay the same. You can sit with your friend after school drinking coke and reading Tolkien and talking about your shitty dads, and it might not make the load any lighter but at least you’re not the only one carrying it for a while.

When his mom invites you to sleep over that night, she makes you a grilled cheese sandwich, and it’s less brown than your mama made you, but it tastes like home anyway. She crafts you a nest of quilts in his room, worn soft and smelling like fresh linen. You’ll take turns listening to his walkman until one of you finally falls asleep, because neither of you have gotten used to a quiet home at night.

As the music slows with the dying battery, distorting but with the core of the song remaining unchanged, you drift off alongside it.

[yes-17-15]

I love shipping two characters that have never canonically interacted <3

[my-ship-my-love]

Hello everybody, this is my JonEddie~

Sorry for the quality

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I will never not be OBSESSED with the Famous trope + Found Family trope with the Party 😭 The headlines would be so chaotic? Like:

Famous Rockstar Eddie Munson is seen eating lunch with two time Pulitzer winner Nancy Wheeler, Highest Paid Photographer Jonathan Byers and Successful Entrepreneur Argyle Alvez. How does he know these people???

Three time Grammy Winner Eddie Munson seen in a McDonald's with World Renowned Astronaut Dustin Henderson and New York Times Best Seller Will Byers-Wheeler and Mike Byers-Wheeler. What the actual fuck???

Eddie Munson, seen in a Chicago Bulls game looking confused as hell, mere seconds after finding out his second album just went Multi-platinum, with his husband, Steve Munson. Also seen in pictures, Eddie Munson hugging point guard Lucas Sinclair and his wife, Max Sinclair. How???

MSG Sold Out Performer Eddie Munson seen in Chicago Medical Center with World Renowned Surgeon Dr. Erica Sinclair. Our insiders say that the rockstar is FINE and was only having lunch with the doctor. What in the multiverse is happening???

Eddie Munson and his husband seen in line at the book signing of rising Linguistics Author Robin Buckley. They ended up laughing so hard when they reached the author, they almost got kicked out. Turns out they all knew each other???

Rock Star Eddie Munson bringing packed lunch in pajamas to a small Chicago preschool where husband, Steve Munson and known friend, Jane Hopper works. Why??? How??? What???

Third most followed person on Instagram Eddie Munson, just broke the internet by posting a group picture with Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Jonathan Byers, Argyle Alvez, Dustin Henderson, Lucas, Max and Erica Sinclair, Mike and Will Byers-Wheeler, his husband Steve Munson and family friend Jane Hopper. HOW DO THEY ALL KNOW EACH OTHER?! WHAT A WEIRD GROUP?!

The more people speculate, the more they say shit. Like people ask them how they know each other and they all just throw out the weirdest answers.

Nancy gets asked in a press conference how she knows Rock Star Eddie Munson? Nancy answers with, "I was driving myself to California when I was 19 and I picked him up as a hitch hiker along the way. We’ve been friends since then."

Robin gets asked in a lecture how she knows the Sinclair Clan? Robin answers with, "I go way back with Dr. Erica. She once saved me from Russian Doctors trying to cut my toe nails."

Eddie goes on an interview in National TV and the host asks how he's friends with Argyle and Jon? Eddie answers with, "I got kidnapped by a killer clown when I was 17. They saved me by crushing the clown's still beating heart with their own bare hands."

Steve gets bombarded with questions online of how he knows Nancy, Robin, Jon, Argyle and even Eddie (his husband)? Steve answers with, "We were stuck in detention every Saturday when we were in senior year. We all became friends when Eddie Munson started singing Don't You (Forget About Me)."

Will and Mike gets asked in an interview about their friendship with Basketball Star, Lucas Sinclair? Will says, “Lucas once gave my dog CPR, ultimately, saving it’s life and we’ve been friends since then.” and Mike just goes, “Who???”

Erica once got asked how she knew Genius Astronaut, Dustin Henderson. Erica rolls her eyes, “That boy owes me his life. Ask him, not me.”

Dustin gets asked how he knows Eddie Munson. Dustin goes with, “Eddie once saved me from a feral army of bats and almost died. I’ve never let go of him since then.” The fans think this one might actually be true, they’ve seen the scars on Eddie, they’ve got theories and Dustin just gave them a puzzle piece.

Argyle got asked in a Business Magazine how he knows this weird, interconnected group. Argyle says, “Oh dude! Those are my life long friends! It started with a pizza van, a dead man, and a road trip to Utah. There was also a bald girl involved. In the end, the real treasure really is the friends we make along the way.”

Jonathan gets asked how he knows Eddie Munson. Jon gives the softest, sweetest smile and says, “We were in a satanic cult together.”

Jane Hopper gets asked once in public (how she knows all these famous people), someone filmed it and it went viral on Twitter. El says, verbatim, “Oh. It all started when I was kidnapped by an evil scientist who tested stuff on me like I was a lab rat. Long story short, they saved my life and they are my family.” By then people already don’t believe any of them because they all give out the most ridiculous answers. Hopper still grounds her for that even though she doesn’t live with him anymore. (Owens, who hasn't called them in 15 years, reached out with a warning).

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