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Surnames are just as important as given names. So, I compiled a list of the websites I use to find my surnames.

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I really like ‘a friendly favor’ when you have time do you think there will be more?

There is one more part planned, I’m editing and tweaking it to incorporate more of what y’all have asked to see. I don’t know when to tell y’all to expect it though.

But I’m so so glad to hear that you’ve enjoyed it so far!

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A Friendly Favor - Part 5

Summary: As his best friend you are required to help Eddie when he needs it. Especially for everything girl related, including helping him impress Chrissy Cunningham. The only down side… you are hopelessly in love with Eddie Munson.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader (platonic), mentions of Eddie Munson x Chrissy Cunningham

Word Count: 966

Warnings: slow burn, friends to lovers, swearing, mentions of unrequited feelings, angst,

A/N: ONE more part after this! Sorry that it took so long to get out, life has been crazy.

I do NOT consent to my work being translated or published onto third party sites - including AO3 and Wattpad. 

Previously on...

“So you finally told him?” Robin asked, laying on her stomach on your bed as you sat on the floor facing her. 

After you left the school that afternoon you just went home and waited until you knew Robin would be home. Once you knew it would be safe to call her house, you did. Three times before Robin finally picked up. You could hear her intake of breath as she went to say something. Though you quickly cut her off, not with your words but with your tears as they began to fall freely upon hearing your friend pick up the phone. 

That is how you found yourself here, with Robin laying on her stomach on your bed while you laid on the floor looking up at your ceiling. You had told Robin all about what had happened between you and Eddie at his trailer that day weeks ago, you had also told her about what you saw at school today. The emotions that you had shoved down for so long coming to the surface and staining your cheeks as the tears rolled down your face. 

“Yeah, and we see how well that worked out.” You mumbled, running a hand down your face. Frustration and exhaustion are beginning to take over. Making your head heavy; you could lay on here all night. 

“It’s not that bad, he’s still your friend. I’m sure he’ll talk to you if you give him the chance.” 

At Robin’s words you pushed yourself up on your elbows. You knew she didn’t mean anything by it, only trying to help in the only way she felt she could. It admittedly frustrated you but you would never take it out on Robin, not when she’s been the only constant since your blow up with Eddie. 

“I would love to try, but he didn’t try to talk to me that day. I doubt he’d talk to me about it now.” 

 Robin was silent for a moment. You could tell that she was contemplating something. Which always terrified you, her plans had a tendency to backfire even when she had different intentions. But you let her sit in quiet contemplation for a moment. Simply watching as she thought things over, wishing that you could peek inside her head sometimes. Though you didn't have to wait long to get a glimpse inside.

Robin jumped up from your bed, and joined you on the floor. Her eyes shining with a look you had come to call her “By golly I’ve got it” look. Robin grabbed your shoulders and pulled you closer to her, nearly making your noses touch. It was startling to you though it did bring a small smile to your face to see her theatrics. 

“You said Henderson told you they’re going to prom together?” 

You nodded, no words coming out of your mouth as close as Robin was you were. 

“Then you go to prom. Take Steve, dress like you own the fucking place and make him eat it.” 

A smile grew on Robin’s face as she finished telling you her idea. But you grew skeptical. It was a plan, you could give her that, and yeah it wasn’t a terrible plan. But you didn’t want to make him jealous. That never ended up the way it did in the movies. One of you would still end up hurt in the end, and with your luck lately you’d put money on it coming back to bite you in the ass. 

However, getting out of the house, dressing in a killer dress and being able to party with some of your other friends DID sound pretty nice. It sounded like the perfect opportunity to get your mind off of the guy that was plaguing it. 

“I’ll go to prom,” Robin squealed, excited that you were going with her plan. “However, I’m not doing it to make Eddie jealous. I just want a fun night with you and Steve. If Eddie doesn’t want to talk to me then so be it. I can have fun on my own.” 

Across town Eddie was sitting in his own bedroom, staring at the tux hung up on his closet door. A red tie hung from the hanger, perfectly matching the shade of red that made up Chrissy’s dress. It had taken three hours at the mall for the pair to find. Chrissy made it a point that they needed to match perfectly, dragging Eddie into a plethora of stores before finding it. 

Overall the day hadn’t been bad, Eddie had enjoyed the time he and Chirssy had spent together. But he felt like something was missing. Like, he could laugh with Chirssy but he found himself missing the way he would laugh with you; the full bellied, leave you in stitches type of laughter. He enjoyed movie nights with Chrissy, relishing in the way he could pull her close and let his hands wander. But he found himself missing the horror movies the two of you would watch together and the junk food and marijuana you would consume. Oftentimes the night would end with the two of you cuddling close, much like he and Chrissy would. He loved having Chrissy at Hellfire meeting and introducing her to the complexities of the game. But damn, he missed being able to play with you and watch as you figured out each of his traps and set ups. He thought it was nice to have a girlfriend, especially one like Chrissy who he had mooned over for years. But he missed being able to talk to his best friend about anything and everything. 

It took a second as his mind wandered off. But realization dawned on Eddie. 

He missed you. He missed his best friend. And he needed to fix it.

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A Friendly Favor - Part 4

Summary: As his best friend you are required to help Eddie when he needs it. Especially for everything girl related, including helping him impress Chrissy Cunningham. The only down side… you are hopelessly in love with Eddie Munson.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader (platonic), mentions of Eddie Munson x Chrissy Cunningham

Word Count: 1,046

Warnings: slow burn, friends to lovers, swearing, mentions of unrequited feelings, angst,

A/N: If you asked to be tagged, I tried to tag y'all, those highlighted in blue I could not tag you.

I do NOT consent to my work being translated or published onto third party sites - including AO3 and Wattpad. 

Previous Part

It had been weeks since that night at Eddie’s. Weeks since you had told Eddie what you felt, weeks since you had talked to him at all, weeks since you had sat at the same lunch table as Eddie or attended a Hellfire meeting. It had been weeks since the last time you talked to Eddie and he seemed to be doing just fine. 

Eddie was still performing his theatrics in the hallways and in the cafeteria. He was still going toe-to-toe with Jason and his lackeys. But worst of all was all of the new things that Eddie seemed to be doing now that you were out of the picture. 

Now that you were not around to go to Hellfire meetings and sitting at the lunch table with the guys, Chrissy had taken up residence. She was the one sat next to Eddie laughing at the things that he did and said. She was the one who sat next him in the woods during his deals. She was the one who was sitting front row at the Hideout watching Eddie in his element. And the nail in the coffin for you was the fact that the pair were the talk of the school. There wasn’t a place you could go without hearing about Eddie and Chrissy and how cute the two were together. 

It made you want to scream. 

“Hey Y/N,” you heard from down the hall. Turning towards the voice you saw Dustin Henderson making his way towards you. 

It wasn’t that you had an issue with Dustin, quite the opposite actually. Since he had been coming to Hellfire meetings and hanging around Eddie he had quickly become your favorite newbie. He was funny and witty in a way that had your sides hurting from laughter most of the time. You and Eddie had adopted the boy as your younger brother rather quickly, hardly spending any time after school without the freshman. But since the incident with you and Eddie you had seen about as much of Dustin as you had of Eddie. 

You sighed as the boy got closer. Shutting your locker as he stopped next to you. Dustin had a smile on his face when you turned to him. But upon seeing the worn down expression on your face, the corners of his mouth dropped slightly. Dustin had grown fond of you in the time he had been friends with Eddie and seeing you upset was not something he particularly enjoyed. 

“Are you okay?” he asked, his original question dying on his tongue.   

You looked down at the younger boy and shrugged. “I’m fine, as much as I can be.” 

“What does that mean? Is that why you haven’t been coming to Hellfire?” 

You shook your head, trying to clear the millions of racing thoughts that were swirling around in your head. The whole thing was so complicated that you weren’t sure how to even begin telling the younger boy what was wrong. 

“It’s a long story Dustin,” you turned away from the boy and began to walk down the hallway. 

You hoped that he wouldn’t follow you. Knowing that if he did you would end up breaking down and telling him what had happened between you and Eddie. And you could not guarantee that he would comfort you, for all you knew he was going to take Eddie’s side. Further cutting you off from the group of friends you had. 

“He’s taking her to prom.” Dustin exclaimed. Stopping you in your tracks as the words rang in your ears. 

You slowly turned to face the younger boy. Your heart heavy in your chest as you did, recalling how Eddie had shot down the idea of prom months ago when you had brought up wanting to go. He had claimed it would be too ‘conformist’ of him to go and it would go against everything that he believed in. you had accepted it back then, but now…. It hurt. 

“What?” the word got caught in your throat as it tightened with unshed tears. 

“He’s taking her to prom and I think it’s getting real serious.” Dustin tried again. He was hoping that it would get you out of the daze you were in. 

Again your heart clenched. It hurt to hear about how well Eddie and Chrissy were doing, especially when you were so far outside of the loop now. But you couldn’t blame anyone but yourself. 

You sighed, “Well that’s good for them. I hope they’re happy.” 

Finally you were able to walk away from Dustin. Tears welling in your eyes and falling as you rounded the corner to find solace in the first empty classroom that you saw. 

You were finally able to find a classroom. The lights were shut off and the door partially cracked. You listened for a moment, trying to see if anyone else had found the empty room and decided to take advantage of it. When you didn’t hear anything you slowly pushed the door open and finally felt comfortable enough to let the first stream of tears fall down your cheeks. 

As the door swung open and the light from the hallway filtered into the room. As you wiped the tears from your eyes you finally looked into the room. Thus, finally noticing that the room was previously occupied before you had found it. It was occupied by the two people who you were trying your hardest to get away from. 

Standing in the middle of the room, oblivious to the fact that the door had been opened were Eddie and Chrissy. Chrissy was sitting on the edge of a desk, caged in by Eddie leaning against her. They were locked in a passionate make out session, her hands making a mess of Eddie’s already wild curls and his hands were slowly making their way under her cheer skirt. 

The sight left you frozen in the doorway for a moment. Your mind was racing at the sight in front of you, cementing what you had heard from Dustin. It’s getting real serious. After another beat you quickly turned on your heel and ran. You ran down the hall and out a side door, no true destination in mind. You just needed to get away. 

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A Friendly Favor - Part 3

Summary: As his best friend you are required to help Eddie when he needs it. Especially for everything girl related, including helping him impress Chrissy Cunningham. The only down side… you are hopelessly in love with Eddie Munson. Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader (platonic), mentions of Eddie Munson x Chrissy Cunningham Word Count: 1,270 Warnings: slow burn, friends to lovers, swearing, mentions of unrequited feelings, angst, A/N: If you asked to be tagged, I tried to tag y'all, those highlighted in blue I could not tag you.

I do NOT consent to my work being translated or published onto third party sites - including AO3 and Wattpad. 

Part One -- Part Two

The ride to the supermarket was exactly how you wanted to be spending your Friday night. NOT! 

It was agonizing. The entire drive to the store Eddie had asked you non-stop questions about what girls liked and how he could best impress Chrissy. It was starting to wear on your patience. Because you weren’t all knowing. Especially on people and topics that were on completely opposite sides of the social scale than you were. You wanted to yell at Eddie, tell him that you didn’t know what fucking flowers Chrissy would like the best or what diner would serve the best fries to share. You wanted to scream because he was doing all of this to impress another girl when the one right in front of him was crumbling away every time he mentioned Chrissy or how amazing she was. 

However, the only thing more agonizing than the car ride to the store was the time spent inside the store. 

“I just don’t know if she’d like the pinks and the reds or the purples and the blues.” Eddie noted, biting at his thumb nail in quiet contemplation. 

You however, were close to banging your head on the corner of the display. Hoping and praying that it could get you out of this situation. 

But you are playing the part of the best friend, so you knew you needed to help him with his decision. So you looked between the two bouquets that Eddie had pointed out and closed your eyes. 

You pictured Eddie, dressed in his best black jeans and flannel walking up to a closed front door. His hair would be pulled back into a low ponytail, showcasing his bright brown eyes and wide smile. The porch light would reflect off of the rings on his fingers, which would be wrapped around the stems of the bouquet. He would reach up to ring the doorbell and he wouldn’t have to wait long for the person on the other side of the door to answer. Within thirty seconds the door would be flinging open to reveal Eddie to…. Chrissy. A bouquet of big pink and white roses clutched tightly in his hand. 

When you opened your own eyes they stung with tears. But you were the only one to notice. Eddie still had his back turned to you, examining the petals of a bright pink rose. You cleared your throat softly, hoping to disguise the fact that you were so close to tears. 

“I think the pink ones will be nice,” You spoke, causing Eddie to whip his head around. A large smile slipping across his face. 

“Hell yeah,” he exclaimed, carefully grabbing the flowers off of the wall and quickly heading to the register. 

Back at the trailer you were quiet. Uncharacteristically so. And Eddie was beginning to notice. 

“So we’ve got a plan for the date, we’ve got flowers, now,” Eddie turned to face you as you laid across his mattress with your gaze glued to the ceiling. “You’ve just got to help me pick what I want to wear.” 

That was the straw that broke the proverbial camel's back. 

You could handle a lot of things. You have handled a lot of things. But this, this was too much. After everything else that he had asked of you this is was pushed you over the edge. 

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” You said, trying to limit the emotion that was present in your voice. As much as you may want to, hurting Eddie was not something you wanted to do. 

You just wanted to stop hurting. 

Eddie looked at you as if you had grown a second head. His eyebrows had shot up into his hairline, his brown eyes wide and full of confusion and the slightest bit of hurt. 

Upon hearing the words that fell out of your mouth Eddie’s own heart constricted. Why were you against helping him now? After everything else that had happened, why decide that now? 

“Why not?” he asked simply, too many words and emotions swirling around in his head to allow for much else. 

You chewed at your lip, trying to find the best thing to say without revealing too much or hurting his feelings. But when nothing came to mind you decided to lie. 

“I’m just tired,” you forced a yawn, “it’s been a long day.” 

Eddie squinted his eyes at you. He knew you were lying, he always knew when you were lying. That was one of the perks of being your best friend. 

“Come on Y/N, you’re a terrible liar. What’s going on?” 

You sat yourself up on Eddie’s bed, watching as he came to a stop in front of his closet. His hands running through his hair as you just gaped at him. 

“I don’t know.” You exclaimed, challenging him to push you. 

And Eddie would push you. You always did. He pushed you to be the best person he knew, he pushed you to do your best in school, and he pushed you buttons until you were fuming. 

Eddie cut you a glare, not having to say anything to make you clench your teeth. As he went to open his mouth again you interrupted. 

“Fucking hell Eddie!” you jumped up from his bed and stepped closer to him. Nearly stepping toe-to-toe with the metalhead. “I’m tired of helping you when I…: 

Eddie didn’t give you a chance to finish your own sentence. Deciding that point in the sentence was the perfect time to begin shouting himself. 

“You’re tired of helping me?” he repeated, the volume of his voice seemingly shaking the trailer walls. 

“Well fine Y/N, I don’t need your fucking help then. I just figured you’d be as fucking estatic as I am because you’re my best friend. You should want to see me happy. And that’s why I wanted your help, you know me better than I know myself. But if you want to leave then go. I can handle myself and my relationship.” 

You stood in front of Eddie, your mouth hanging open with unfinished words dying on your tongue. But as you let the words Eddie spoke wash over you and your heart, you let your mouth snap shut along with the walls around your heart. 

If he wanted you to leave, if he wasn’t going to give you the opportunity to finish talking to him; then so be it. You would leave. But first you were going to make him listen. 

You took one small step towards Eddie. The toe of your converse meeting the toe of his Reeboks. You looked up slightly to meet his eyes, willing with everything inside of you that he could see the anger and the fire swirling behind your own e/c eyes. 

“I’m tired of helping you Munson not because I’m a shitty friend. But because I’m fucking in love with you and can’t fucking stand to watch you do all of this shit with her when I want you to be doing it for me.” 

As the words left your mouth you turned away from Eddie. You didn’t see the realization flash across his face or the guilt flood his brown eyes. Rather you heard the silence from the man behind you and that was enough to have you moving your feet towards his front door. 

Eddie made no move to stop you from leaving his room. He was too stunned. The words that you had spoken rocked him to the core. And not even the slamming of his front door brought him out of his daze.

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its finished, ended up totaling SIX parts.

just a little writing update - currently have the next THREE parts of "A Friendly Favor" written. hoping to get the rest written soon and begin posting them again.

[theewritingroomm]

😭😭 thank you!! That was the best thing I could’ve woken up to this morning! I can’t exit to share the rest of their journey with you! And you’re in luck, part two was posted just the other day!

A Friendly Favor

Summary: Eddie wants your help asking Chrissy out. Unaware that you have feelings for your best friend.  Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader (platonic), mentions of Eddie Munson x Chrissy Cunningham Word Count: 612 A/N: Hella short and kinda angsty drabble. Let me know if y’all want more or a second part. 

I do NOT consent to my work being translated or published onto third party sites - including AO3 and Wattpad. 

Eddie ran into Family Video where you and Robin were busy stocking the shelves before the afternoon rush. The young man, once through the door, made a quick beline for you. He skidded to a stop next to you, nearly falling into the display you had painstakingly put together and sending it to the floor. You sent Eddie a quick glare which did little to wipe the smile from his face. 

“How is my favorite Family Video employee?” He asked. 

From across the store Steve Harrington yelled out a quick “Dude”. Eddie and you laughed at this. 

“Busy Eds.” You rescinded, moving to the next display. 

But despite the workload you were currently suffering through, the mere presence of your best friend was already doing wonders for your mood. 

“Well I just thought you would want to know who I just spent most of the afternoon with.” 

“Ozzy,” you teased. 

At the teasing tone in your voice Eddie placed a quick flick to your shoulder. He rolled his eyes and chuckled. 

“I fuckin’ wish,” Eddie placed his hands on your shoulders. “But no, I spent all afternoon with Chrissy Cunningham. And she’s so…” 

At the mention of her name you tuned out the rest of what your best friend was saying. Chrissy was everything you were not. She was popular and nice whereas you were looped in with the “freaks” and spoke your mind too much for your small town. She was pretty and knew it while you often stuck to shirts you had stolen from Eddie. There were no two people more different in the town of Hawkins. It was no wonder that she had caught the attention of Eddie Munson. 

That much was obvious by the dreamy look in Eddie’s eyes. 

Your heart clenched within your chest. A plethora of emotions running through your mind. But you willed them all down. Wanting to hide the pain that flooded your veins from your best friend. 

“That’s awesome Eds,” you plastered a smile on your face. “How was it?” 

Eddie sighed gently, a small smile pulling at the edge of his lips. “It was amazing. She so nice and so fucking funny. Like, I think I may like her.” 

Your heart plummeted. 

“Really?” you asked, hoping that Eddie couldn’t pick up on the faux joy lacing your words. 

“Yeah, but I really need your help Y/N.” Eddie fiddled with his rings. Nervous that you were going to say no. “I don’t know how to ask her out without being a complete idiot.” 

You took in a shallow breath. Hoping that it would stop your heart from racing right out of your chest. 

“I’ll stop by after work. We’ll come up with a killer plan.” You shook his hands off of your shoulders. “There's no way in hell she’ll be able to say no.” 

Eddie threw his hands in the air. Wide, goofy smile took over his face as he laughed. “You’re the fuckin’ best Y/N!.” 

Eddie ruffled your hair quickly before practically skipping out of the store. You watched him dumbfounded until he was climbing into his van and driving away. 

Robin peeked her head around the display. From there she was able to take in the pain maring your features. The way your mouth hung open slightly in shock. The way your eyebrows were pulled together, seemingly questioning what had just happened. And finally the way your arms wrapped around your stomach in an attempt to comfort yourself. 

“He doesn’t know that you’re in love with him, does he?” Robin asked, her gentle voice barely penetrating the roaring thoughts in your brain. 

You simply shook your head in response.

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loved the second part but i just wanna know, will the series have a happy ending or should we expect a sad or bittersweet one?

I’m glad you enjoyed it!! But I currently have the series ending on a more positive note. My followers voted on how they wanted to see the series end and a happy ending won by a landslide.

However, I loooove a sad ending so I’ll likely have an alternate ending. But don’t quote me on that.

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A Friendly Favor - Part 2

Summary: As his best friend you are required to help Eddie when he needs it. Especially for everything girl related, including helping him impress Chrissy Cunningham. The only down side... you are hopelessly in love with Eddie Munson. Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader (platonic), mentions of Eddie Munson x Chrissy Cunningham Word Count: 1.016 Warnings: slow burn, friends to lovers, swearing, mentions of unrequited feelings, angst, A/N: It's been long awaited, but here is the second part to A Friendly Favor! Also, if you asked to be tagged, I tried to tag y'all, those highlighted in blue I could not tag.

I do NOT consent to my work being translated or published onto third party sites - including AO3 and Wattpad. 

Standing on his front porch had your stomach doing cartwheels with anxiety. Why had you agreed to this? You were sure that Steve would be a much bigger help than you. He had real experience with women and had been on dates in general. Whereas you would often spend your Friday and Saturday nights with Eddie and the guys. Not truly getting the chance to go on a date, not that you would want to. At least not with anyone other than Eddie. Which was another reason you were sure Steve would be a better option than you. He wasn’t hung up on his best friend like you were … like you are. 

After battling with your inner monologue for a minute, you finally worked up enough courage to raise your fist and knock. 

It took all of two seconds before you could hear thundering footsteps coming down the length of the trailer and stop in front of the door. The door was whipped open before you had the chance to lower your fist. Wide brown eyes meeting yours as Eddie fully opened the door. 

“Took you long enough,” Eddie quipped, stepping to the side to let you walk in. 

You chose not to respond to his words, not sure if you could hide the disdain in your voice from having to do this. So rather you simply shrugged, almost in a “I’m here now” gesture. 

Eddie didn’t say anything else as you dropped your bag on the couch and took a seat alongside it. He remained almost stonic at your actions. 

“So are you gonna stare at me all night or are you gonna tell me what you’re thinking?” You asked, watching Eddie’s mouth open and close for a moment. He finally snapped it shut and plopped down on the couch next to you. 

“I want to take her to a show.” Eddie revealed. 

“A Corroded Coffin show?” 

Eddie nodded his head. 

Your own head seemed to be spinning. As much as you loved Eddie and as much as you loved his band you couldn’t help but think that a Corroded Coffin show may not be the right way for him to start showing Chrissy that he was into her. If you were a worse friend you would let Eddie drag her into a seedy dive bar with the issues that would accompany that. However, the part of you that was friends with Eddie, the part of you that loved him, couldn’t do that to him. Not maliciously at least. Because as much as it hurt you to see him so infatuated with another, he was still your best friend and you wanted to see him happy. Even if it meant you were not. 

“I’m sure she would love to go to a show,” you placed a hand on his knee, “but I don’t think The Hideout is the best place for a first date.” 

Eddie was silent as your words fell over him. He wanted to be offended. He wanted to question you and the attitude you had walked in here with. However, the more Eddie thought about it and the more he took in your words, he knew you were right. 

“You wanna take her somewhere the two of you can talk and get to know each other. I would suggest Benny’s, it’s got good food and Benny’s wife gives you a free milkshake if you’re on your first date.” 

Eddie again was silent as he took in what you had said. He wanted to ask how you knew about the free milkshake since he could not remember the last time you had gone on a date. But the voice inside Eddie told him it was better not to. It would sound like jealousy. And there was no reason for him to be jealous of any guy you may go out with. Especially as your best friend. 

“You’re probably right,” he finally spoke, dragging a hand down his cheek in an attempt to rid himself of the frustrations he was still feeling. “What else do you think I should do? How should I impress her?” 

You wanted to scream, to expel the frustrations that were crawling their way deeper into your skin and heart. How could he be so oblivious? How could you look into his big brown eyes and tell him how to win over Chrissy when all you wanted was for Eddie to do those things to you. 

“Well, have you thought about bringing her flowers?” the question rolled off your tongue with more ease than you had anticipated. 

You watched Eddie's brown eyes lit up in realization. A smile began to pull at his lips.

“You’re the fucking best Y/N,” Eddie exclaimed, launching himself at you with full force. Wrapping his arms around your middle when he finally got his hands on you. 

You didn’t know how to respond. You didn’t even know if you should hug him back. You were conflicted. Because on one hand, you wanted more than anything to hug your best friend and make jokes about him being nervous around a girl. You wanted him to still be able to confide in you about anything. But on the other hand, you wanted to scream at him, you wanted to make him see what was right in front of him. 

But you never would. You’d stay the loyal best friend until Eddie told you to kick rocks. 

“Now you gotta come with me.” Eddie said, pulling you from your thoughts as he stood from the couch. Grabbing at your hand to make you follow suit. 

“Where?” 

Eddie whipped around to face you , abandoning his trek to the front door to shoot you a puzzled look. 

“Where? To the store, you gotta help me pick out the flowers.” Eddie said it so smoothly, so calmly that you were confused. When was that a deal that had been made? 

Before you could voice that question Eddie had you out of the front door and into the van. Your heart left behind, shattered into the carpet of the trailer. 

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[theewritingroomm]

just a little writing update - currently have the next THREE parts of "A Friendly Favor" written. hoping to get the rest written soon and begin posting them again.

[theewritingroomm]

“x reader is so cringe.” to YOU. im reading this shit and having a ball ‼️

[theewritingroomm]

DESCRIBING THE PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES OF CHARACTERS:

Body

descriptors; ample, athletic, barrel-chested, beefy, blocky, bony, brawny, buff, burly, chubby, chiseled, coltish, curvy, fat, fit, herculean, hulking, lanky, lean, long, long-legged, lush, medium build, muscular, narrow, overweight, plump, pot-bellied, pudgy, round, skeletal, skinny, slender, slim, stocky, strong, stout, strong, taut, toned, wide.

Eyebrows

descriptors; bushy, dark, faint, furry, long, plucked, raised, seductive, shaved, short, sleek, sparse, thin, unruly.

shape; arched, diagonal, peaked, round, s-shaped, straight.

Ears

shape; attached lobe, broad lobe, narrow, pointed, round, square, sticking-out.

Eyes

colour; albino, blue (azure, baby blue, caribbean blue, cobalt, ice blue, light blue, midnight, ocean blue, sky blue, steel blue, storm blue,) brown (amber, dark brown, chestnut, chocolate, ebony, gold, hazel, honey, light brown, mocha, pale gold, sable, sepia, teakwood, topaz, whiskey,) gray (concrete gray, marble, misty gray, raincloud, satin gray, smoky, sterling, sugar gray), green (aquamarine, emerald, evergreen, forest green, jade green, leaf green, olive, moss green, sea green, teal, vale).

descriptors; bedroom, bright, cat-like, dull, glittering, red-rimmed, sharp, small, squinty, sunken, sparkling, teary.

positioning/shape; almond, close-set, cross, deep-set, downturned, heavy-lidded, hooded, monolid, round, slanted, upturned, wide-set.

Face

descriptors; angular, cat-like, hallow, sculpted, sharp, wolfish.

shape; chubby, diamond, heart-shaped, long, narrow, oblong, oval, rectangle, round, square, thin, triangle.

Facial Hair

beard; chin curtain, classic, circle, ducktail, dutch, french fork, garibaldi, goatee, hipster, neckbeard, old dutch, spade, stubble, verdi, winter.

clean-shaven

moustache; anchor, brush, english, fu manchu, handlebar, hooked, horseshoe, imperial, lampshade, mistletoe, pencil, toothbrush, walrus.

sideburns; chin strap, mutton chops.

Hair

colour; blonde (ash blonde, golden blonde, beige, honey, platinum blonde, reddish blonde, strawberry-blonde, sunflower blonde,) brown (amber, butterscotch, caramel, champagne, cool brown, golden brown, chocolate, cinnamon, mahogany,) red (apricot, auburn, copper, ginger, titain-haired,), black (expresso, inky-black, jet black, raven, soft black) grey (charcoal gray, salt-and-pepper, silver, steel gray,), white (bleached, snow-white).

descriptors; bedhead, dull, dry, fine, full, layered, limp, messy, neat, oily, shaggy, shinny, slick, smooth, spiky, tangled, thick, thin, thinning, tousled, wispy, wild, windblown.

length; ankle length, bald, buzzed, collar length, ear length, floor length, hip length, mid-back length, neck length, shaved, shoulder length, waist length.

type; beach waves, bushy, curly, frizzy, natural, permed, puffy, ringlets, spiral, straight, thick, thin, wavy.

Hands; calloused, clammy, delicate, elegant, large, plump, rough, small, smooth, square, sturdy, strong.

Fingernails; acrylic, bitten, chipped, curved, claw-like, dirty, fake, grimy, long, manicured, painted, peeling, pointed, ragged, short, uneven.

Fingers; arthritic, cold, elegant, fat, greasy, knobby, slender, stubby.

Lips/Mouth

colour (lipstick); brown (caramel, coffee, nude, nutmeg,) pink (deep rose, fuchsia, magenta, pale peach, raspberry, rose, ) purple (black cherry, plum, violet, wine,) red (deep red, ruby.)

descriptors; chapped, cracked, dry, full, glossy, lush, narrow, pierced, scabby, small, soft, split, swollen, thin, uneven, wide, wrinkled.

shape; bottom-heavy, bow-turned, cupid’s bow, downturned, oval, pouty, rosebud, sharp, top-heavy.

Nose

descriptors; broad, broken, crooked, dainty, droopy, hooked, long, narrow, pointed, raised, round, short, strong, stubby, thin, turned-up, wide.

shape; button, flared, grecian, hawk, roman.

Skin

descriptors; blemished, bruised, chalky, clear, dewy, dimpled, dirty, dry, flaky, flawless, freckled, glowing, hairy, itchy, lined, oily, pimply, rashy, rough, sagging, satiny, scarred, scratched, smooth, splotchy, spotted, tattooed, uneven, wrinkly.

complexion; black, bronzed, brown, dark, fair, ivory, light, medium, olive, pale, peach, porcelain, rosy, tan, white.

[theewritingroomm]

support fat girls with weird curves

support fat girls with no butt

support fat girls with small boobs

dont just support the hour glass/big booty “acceptable” fat girl

[theewritingroomm]

CHARACTER FACIAL EXPRESSIONS (WRITING REFERENCE)

EYES/BROWS

his eyes widened

her eyes went round

her eyelids drooped

his eyes narrowed

his eyes lit up

his eyes darted

he squinted

she blinked

her eyes twinkled

his eyes gleamed

her eyes sparkled

his eyes flashed

his eyes glinted

his eyes burned with…

her eyes blazed with…

her eyes sparked with…

her eyes flickered with…

_____ glowed in his eyes

the corners of his eyes crinkled

she rolled her eyes

he looked heavenward

she glanced up to the ceiling

she winked

tears filled her eyes

his eyes welled up

her eyes swam with tears

his eyes flooded with tears

her eyes were wet

his eyes glistened

tears shimmered in her eyes

tears shone in his eyes

her eyes were glossy

he was fighting back tears

tears ran down her cheeks

his eyes closed

she squeezed her eyes shut

he shut his eyes

his lashes fluttered

she batted her lashes

his brows knitted

her forehead creased

his forehead furrowed

her forehead puckered

a line appeared between her brows

his brows drew together

her brows snapped together

his eyebrows rose

she raised a brow

he lifted an eyebrow

his eyebrows waggled

she gave him a once-over

he sized her up

her eyes bored into him

she took in the sight of…

he glared

she peered

he gazed

she glanced

he stared

she scrutinized

he studied

she gaped

he observed

she surveyed

he gawked

he leered

his pupils (were) dilated

her pupils were huge

his pupils flared

NOSE

her nose crinkled

his nose wrinkled

she sneered

his nostrils flared

she stuck her nose in the air

he sniffed

she sniffled

MOUTH

she smiled

he smirked

she grinned

he simpered

she beamed

her mouth curved into a smile

the corners of his mouth turned up

the corner of her mouth quirked up

a corner of his mouth lifted

his mouth twitched

he gave a half-smile

she gave a lopsided grin

his mouth twisted

he plastered a smile on his face

she forced a smile

he faked a smile

her smile faded

his smile slipped

he pursed his lips

she pouted

his mouth snapped shut

her mouth set in a hard line

he pressed his lips together

she bit her lip

he drew his lower lip between his teeth

she nibbled on her bottom lip

he chewed on his bottom lip

his jaw set

her jaw clenched

his jaw tightened

a muscle in her jaw twitched

he ground his jaw

he snarled/his lips drew back in a snarl

her mouth fell open

his jaw dropped

her jaw went slack

he gritted his teeth

she gnashed her teeth

her lower lip trembled

his lower lip quivered

SKIN

she paled

he blanched

she went white

the color drained out of his face

his face reddened

her cheeks turned pink

his face flushed

she blushed

he turned red

she turned scarlet

he turned crimson

a flush crept up her face

WHOLE FACE, ETC.

he screwed up his face

she scrunched up her face

he grimaced

she winced

she gave him a dirty look

he frowned

she scowled

he glowered

her whole face lit up

she brightened

his face went blank

her face contorted

his face twisted

her expression closed up

his expression dulled

her expression hardened

she went poker-faced

a vein popped out in his neck

awe transformed his face

fear crossed her face

sadness clouded his features

terror overtook his face

recognition dawned on her face

SOURCE

[theewritingroomm]

So I know y’all are waiting so so patiently for the rest of ‘A Friendly Favor’, but it may take some time to get out. And that is because:

1. My muse has been here and gone lately. Nothing seems to sound right and I don’t want to push out something I’m not happy with.

2. I start student teaching in FOUR DAYS 🤯 so my schedule is about to become so jam packed.

But I promise y’all I’m going to work on it when I can. Just please continue to be patient with me. School has and will always come first.

[theewritingroomm]

I hope every writer who sees this writes LOADS the next few months. Like freetime opens up, no writers block, the ability to focus, etc etc you're able to write loads & make lots of progress <3