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Ok but can we talk about Shinsou using his quirk to save Izuku? Like, he didn't even use it indirectly by controlling someone to do something to stop black whip, it was the brainwashing itself that saved Izuku!!!

I just think that after being told his whole life that his quirk is perfect for a villain, for control and manipulation, that having the chance to use his quirk to actually heal someone is so powerful. And the look on his face when he realizes he has the power to save Izuku from himself

priceless

Heyy x3 I dont really know if you are comfortable with this so its ok if you dont want to write anything like this but anyway. I suffer from tourettes and would like to See an eddie x reader with tourettes fic. Like they are New at hawkins and of course the freak because of the tics (like head jerking etc) but eddie is instantly in love or something like that? Thank you So much :) <3

eddie x reader with tics

warnings: reader has a condition that makes them tic, reader is bullied, reader goes through anxiety during school, self-degrading thoughts

hi love, thank you for being my first request ever!!! i personally don’t have tourettes, and i don’t want to portray it in the wrong way, so i’m going to write this but generalize the reader with having any tic condition!! i only get minor anxiety-induced tics so if anything is wrong, please feel free to correct me!! again, i mean no harm or offense with this fic if anything comes off wrong!! hope this is close to what you were looking for <333

Hawkins High. A new school. A fresh start.

Or so you thought.

You escaped your previous school having had a tight-knit friend circle that always made you feel safe. Arriving to this new territory, you were completely alone. Vulnerable. The thought of having nobody sent a shiver down your spine.

Your anxiety spiked the second you took your first step into the threshold of the building. I’ve entered the gates of Hell, you thought to yourself. And with every glance around the packed hallways you proved that thought to be true. Demons scurried around the corridor in the shape of girls in bright green and white cheerleading outfits. Fire erupted with every glare from cliques of gossiping students loitering about the lockers. A crumpled up slip of paper with your locker number and combination was held in your fist, fingers not daring to move an inch. You managed to mask your movements until you reached your locker.

You tried to enter the combination you had on your sheet of paper, with no luck.

You try again. God this is embarrassing. You’re a senior in high school and you can’t even unlock your locker?

Another attempt. Fuck, are there people staring at me?

You try again, and fail.

You can’t mask any longer, the pressure releases and you find your head jerking wildly towards your locker. A small sense of relief washes over you, followed by instant dread.

Well now they’re definitely staring. You manage to unlock your locker quickly.

You cant even muster a glance around the hall as you hurriedly gather your possessions and shut your locker, rushing to your first class.

Only six more hours and forty-five minutes. Hooray.

After a grueling three hours, you find yourself in the cafeteria with a tray in hand. Your classes were, for the most part, successful. You stayed quiet and kept to yourself for the day. Your favorite period of the day was band, having made a couple friends. Robin Buckley introduced herself, and showed you to the cafeteria. Band was enjoyable, the director is incredibly entertaining as a teacher, and the students are all a bit outcast so it isn’t hard to fit in. Your tics were minimal for that period, but the period before had been Calc I. And oh, how you hated math. You jerked your head a number of times, usually followed by a sound. A few boys seemed to snicker at you, but you tried to shrug it off.

Lunch can’t be that hard, right?

Wrong.

A few of the boys from Calc, all of whom were wearing varsity sports jackets, approached you in the lunch line.

“Hey look, it’s the weirdo who wouldn’t shut up in math!”

Another chimed in. “Are you really gonna be so annoying all year? You were so distracting! Who even are you, anyways?”

The bullying was enough to set your ticks off, your head jerking and hands repeatedly balling into fists. The boys cackle and call you all sorts of names. It feels endless, until you feel a strong hand around your waist.

“Just go with it,” a voice whispers quietly in your ear.

The voice gets louder. “Fellas, I’m gonna need you to step away at once.”

Through your tics, you manage to look up and see a head of long brown hair and a pair of beautiful chocolate eyes.

“Oh yeah? What are you gonna do about it, freak?” The boy standing in the middle says smugly.

A wild smile appears on your saviors face. “It would be such a shame if your mom found out about aaaall that bud you bought for last Friday’s party, hm? Oh no, Jason, I don’t think that Jenny would like that one little bit.”

A string of curses and complaining accompanies Jason and his gang’s departure. By the time they leave you, your tics have subsided and are a lot less bad than before.

You look back to the mystery man. “Well, uh, thank you for that.”

He flashes you a wide grin. “Anytime, doll! The name’s Eddie Munson. Are you new to Hawkins?”

“Yeah actually, it’s my first day here.”

“Well, would you allow a fellow ‘freak’ to show you around?”

Your lips curve into a smile and you nod. “Are you sure? I mean, I’m sure you have much better things to do.”

He looks around dramatically, arching an eyebrow and pointing to his chest. “Little ‘ol me? Have something better to do than talk to a cute new kid? Never!”

You giggle at his actions, head jerking forward. You blush a bit. Shit. “Oh, I’m so sorry, that was a tic! God, I’m so sorry I can just find someone else to sit with-”

His arm snakes its way over your shoulders. “What? No! I honestly barely even noticed it. I don’t mind in the slightest, dude!” His eyes meet yours. “It makes you even more special than those brain-dead basketball idiots. I like it, it’s different! End of story.”

And that was it. Eddie never once judged you for a tic, and rarely brought them up unless you wanted to. He giggled with you at new vocal tics that surfaced and were silly, and never batted an eye if you were ticking in public.

Little did you know, but you had the metalhead’s attention the second you walked up to your locker across from his. He was enamored by the way you dressed, and your (in his words) beautiful face. When he saw you tic, it was just another thing added to his ever growing list of reasons he wanted to be yours. He knew from the moment he saw you that you were the one for him.

And (spoiler alert) you were definitely his.

© ragnarokk 2022 / don’t copy, translate, or post my work anywhere

Nothing Like Him

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female!Reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Summary: During a movie night, Eddie’s father makes a surprise visit. Eddie defends you, past trauma is brought up, and you remind Eddie that he is nothing like him.

Warning: Swearing, fighting, mentions of previous abuse, blood, angst

A/N: I most certainly used lyrics from Family Line by Conan Gray in this.

It was a Friday night; you and Eddie were having your weekly movie date at his trailer. Your head resting on Eddie’s chest, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist. The movie was halfway through when you heard knocking at the door, startling the both of you. Eddie got up from the couch, grumbling about who could possibly be coming at this time of night. 

Eddie opened the door but not even a second later tried to close it again. You didn’t get a chance to see who it was before you saw a boot stop the door from closing and a man pushing his way in. The older man had short, dark, curly hair and brown eyes. There was no mistaking who it could have been.

“What? You aren’t gonna greet your old man, son?” Eddie’s father asked. Your heart rate picked up. Eddie never talked much about him. All you knew was that he was a criminal and Eddie despised the man.

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Here When You Wake // Eddie Munson

Request: I was wondering if you could write an eddie munson with the fluff prompt “don’t worry, I’ll be here when you’re awake.” when the reader finds eddie ,, n he hasn’t been to sleep because he’s traumatized and scared so the reader says that with him to help him get some rest  - anon

A/N: This request made me so soft. Thank you so much for taking part in my celebration! I adored writing this so much. I just hope you like!

Warnings: s4 spoilers, so much fluff, beginnings of pining, nightmares, sleeping, dialogue heavy.

Word count: 1.5k

Italicised excerpt: Jude Deveraux - Velvet Promise

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trying to decide if i should write these requests now or when ive finished my current rewatch so i kinda get a refresher and i feel like they’ll be better hmm

i promise i haven’t forgotten about the asks in my inbox, i’ve been on vacation and will get to writing them in the next couple days hopefully!

A THOUSAND NOTES ON MY FIRST POST!!!

Thank you guys so much!!! It means so much to me!!

Sleepy Cuddles

Masterlist

Type: fluff

Requested by: @tripthlightfantastic

Request: i’d die for eddie cuddling reader when they can’t sleep (i have the worst insomnia lol)

A/N: Thank you for requesting! (It takes me ages to fall asleep as well lol so I know the feeling.) I actually really enjoyed writing this, it was really cute. It did end up being shorter than I thought it would be, but I hope you enjoy! If you do, keep in mind that my requests are open!

Warnings: none

Word Count: 436

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With a sigh, you turned over for what felt like the hundredth time since you’d laid down a few hours prior. As an insomniac, the experience wasn’t exactly uncommon - just incredibly unwelcome. You turned your head, checking the clock which read 3:26 in big bright red letters. Huffing out another exasperated breath, you turned again, this time facing the other figure in the bed, who, unlike yourself, had fallen asleep hours ago.

For as long as you’d been staying over at his trailer, Eddie had never had any trouble falling asleep quickly. He knew about your sleeping problems, sure, and he always vowed to stay up and try to help you fall asleep to no avail. But sometimes, like tonight, you’d see him stir in his sleep from one too many movements on your behalf. He opened his eyes slowly, blinking a couple times before noticing your soft e/c eyes watching him.

“Can’t sleep?” He murmured softly, sleep still lacing his voice as he tried desperately to wake himself up a bit more for your sake. You nodded, knowing you didn’t have to explain yourself. He just understood. Without a word, he lifted his arm towards you, gesturing for you to come closer. You flipped yourself around and shifted closer, your back pressed against his chest, letting him be the big spoon tonight. He let his arm drop once you were situated, resting it across your waist and letting his other arm snake around your chest, pulling you closely against him. You felt him bury his face in your hair, his light breaths tickling the back of your neck and making you giggle, which in turn, made a lazy smile grace his lips.

You were so grateful for Eddie. You both knew the only way you could get to sleep at this point was if you were in his arms, and him being the fidgety person he was, he never stayed in one position very long whilst sleeping. However, for you, he was willing to lay in the same way for hours just to let you get a little bit of sleep.

You heard him yawn from behind you, and you knew he was barely keeping his eyes open, but he was trying for you. As your eyes finally began to droop, you felt him place a gentle kiss to the back of your neck, followed by a barely audible “I love you.” “Mmm, love you too,” you whispered back, nestling your body back into his and finally allowing yourself to drift off into a peaceful slumber with the love of your life beside you.

I simply think Eddie markets himself as someone with sexual experience when he really doesn’t have any. He flirts hard, almost aggressively. It’s just another layer of his armor.

But it’s fake. And intimacy makes him weak.

What I’m trying to say is I want to sling myself over Eddie’s legs and plop down on his lap on his bed, while he is mid-ramble, and watch just how fast his monologue derails. How his pink lips part softly.

A total Eddie.exe crash, with those big chocolate Bambi eyes going wide. The hints for an uneven blush creeping onto the apples of his cheeks.

I wanna rest arms over his warm, broad shoulders, getting playful hands carding through his hair, feeling the action making him tense up under me.

“…Not so chatty now, are we Mr. Munson?”

I have so many Eddie ideas because I’m a sucker for hurt/comfort and they’re so easy with this man, I just need the motivation to actually write them

Mine by Taylor swift would make a hell of an Eddie songfic

The Devil Doesn’t Bargain

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Word Count: 8k

Summary: You and Eddie are best friends, he is always there for you if you need him. One day you knock at his door after you went back to your abusive Ex the night before.

Warnings: Angst, domestic abuse, physical violence (only light descriptions), toxic relationship, don’t worry Eddie is the good guy.

Available on: AO3

A/N: I heard the song, I had to write angst. Inspired by “The devil doesn’t bargain” by Alec Benjamin. Might wanna listen to it while reading this fic, it’s at least how I wrote it haha. This fic is about an abusive, toxic relationship and trying to get out of if. Take care of yourself while reading it, please! Otherwise enjoy!

♣ Eddie Munson Masterlist ♣

It shouldn’t have been like this.

It should have been okay this time.

That’s what you had told yourself.

In reality, your whole body felt like it was on fire and not a single thing had changed.

It was like you learned nothing, falling right back into the trap.

All you could do now was getting ready for meeting with your best friend while trying to ignore the stinging pain that came from almost everywhere.

You never learned, didn’t you?

You dressed in your long-armed hoodie despite the weather being quite nice. No one needed to see the bruises.

They were between you and your Ex and he probably hadn’t even noticed. Again.

He never did.

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Never Trust An Elevator

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Requested: “12🧍‍♀️angst with Eddie Munson”

Prompt: “Why do you hate me so much? What did I ever do to you?”

Warnings: Angst, Arguments, Public Embarrassment, Claustrophobia, Panic Attacks

Summary: Eddie’s been quite a dick to you lately, can things be mended?

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In all those cliche teen drama movies it was always a given that the nerds and freaks would stick together no matter what. They’d find solace in each other and were accepted. It didn’t matter how weird they were; if they were band kids, math geeks, or video game nerds. They were better than the jocks and preppy girls, and there was a lot less drama. Turns out, real life is actually quite different.

Moments ago you had been happily chatting with everyone at the lunch table and listening to Dustin ramble on about his new D&D campaign. And then Eddie showed up.

He slams his lunch tray down onto the table and takes a seat next to Gareth like he has been for the last four months. You immediately shut your mouth and hang your head low at his presence, playing with the goopy mashed potatoes on your tray. He used to sit next to you. He used to steal food off of your tray. He used to wrap his arm around you while he went on his over the top theatrical spiels about how high school is a waste of time.

He used to.

You have no idea what happened between you and him. You’d been best friends for the longest time, and you’d grown up living next to each other until he moved to the trailer park. But one day four months ago he never came to pick you up before school, and when you confronted him about it after walking three miles, he just started giving you the cold shoulder. You have yet to figure out why.

“So Y/N,” Mike starts, oblivious to your reluctance to speak, “Are you excited to finally join us for the campaign tomorrow?” He wiggles his eyebrows at you in excitement and your heart immediately sinks. You’d missed so many recently and you could tell it was really starting to disappoint them, so you promised them that you would be at this one.

But you couldn’t hold up that promise.

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We’re gonna reach 900 soon??? It would be so fucking cool if my first public writing on this site reached 1k notes so go check it out maybe if you haven’t? Consider leaving a like? Thank you :))

Sleepy Cuddles

Masterlist

Type: fluff

Requested by: @tripthlightfantastic

Request: i’d die for eddie cuddling reader when they can’t sleep (i have the worst insomnia lol)

A/N: Thank you for requesting! (It takes me ages to fall asleep as well lol so I know the feeling.) I actually really enjoyed writing this, it was really cute. It did end up being shorter than I thought it would be, but I hope you enjoy! If you do, keep in mind that my requests are open!

Warnings: none

Word Count: 436

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With a sigh, you turned over for what felt like the hundredth time since you’d laid down a few hours prior. As an insomniac, the experience wasn’t exactly uncommon - just incredibly unwelcome. You turned your head, checking the clock which read 3:26 in big bright red letters. Huffing out another exasperated breath, you turned again, this time facing the other figure in the bed, who, unlike yourself, had fallen asleep hours ago.

For as long as you’d been staying over at his trailer, Eddie had never had any trouble falling asleep quickly. He knew about your sleeping problems, sure, and he always vowed to stay up and try to help you fall asleep to no avail. But sometimes, like tonight, you’d see him stir in his sleep from one too many movements on your behalf. He opened his eyes slowly, blinking a couple times before noticing your soft e/c eyes watching him.

“Can’t sleep?” He murmured softly, sleep still lacing his voice as he tried desperately to wake himself up a bit more for your sake. You nodded, knowing you didn’t have to explain yourself. He just understood. Without a word, he lifted his arm towards you, gesturing for you to come closer. You flipped yourself around and shifted closer, your back pressed against his chest, letting him be the big spoon tonight. He let his arm drop once you were situated, resting it across your waist and letting his other arm snake around your chest, pulling you closely against him. You felt him bury his face in your hair, his light breaths tickling the back of your neck and making you giggle, which in turn, made a lazy smile grace his lips.

You were so grateful for Eddie. You both knew the only way you could get to sleep at this point was if you were in his arms, and him being the fidgety person he was, he never stayed in one position very long whilst sleeping. However, for you, he was willing to lay in the same way for hours just to let you get a little bit of sleep.

You heard him yawn from behind you, and you knew he was barely keeping his eyes open, but he was trying for you. As your eyes finally began to droop, you felt him place a gentle kiss to the back of your neck, followed by a barely audible “I love you.” “Mmm, love you too,” you whispered back, nestling your body back into his and finally allowing yourself to drift off into a peaceful slumber with the love of your life beside you.

I’m so sorry for the lack of uploads. I’m on vacation, so I’ve not been on much. I’ll try to have something posted in the next couple of days

STRANGER THINGS S4 Chapter Nine: The Piggyback

I’m sorry I’m behind on requests, some of them have been in my box for a bit, but I knew I had a car trip coming up (tomorrow) and will be working on them then :)

I’m begging you to write something with Eddie where after graduation they get married and all their friends are there and Dustin is Eddie’s best man!😭😭🥲 I’m sad just thinking about it

All of Me Wants All of You

Pairing: Eddie Munson X fem!Reader

Summary: You and Eddie get married after he finally graduates high school.

Warnings: Some crying and cursing, minor season 4 spoilers, brief mentions of Eddie being in the hospital

Word Count: 1.2k

a/n: i hope you like this !

You and Eddie were both sure of the fact that you wanted a small wedding. The two of you settled on this the day he had been released from the hospital after being attacked by those demobats.

Currently, you were sitting in front of the vanity you had in your room. You were finishing up your makeup, a soft smile on your face as you continued to get ready.

You were more than happy to get to spend the rest of your life with Eddie, especially after everything that happened in the upside down this year. You had been so afraid that you would loose him, but he continued to fight, for you, for Dustin, for everyone.

And all he wanted was to make sure that he spent every single day by your side and not dead in some freaky dimension.

He had managed to cheat death and actually graduate your high school. You were incredibly proud of him, but he was tired of hearing you say that, his cheeks blushing bright red every time you brought it up.

And luckily for him, Nancy was able to pull some strings with local government, clearing his name and getting them to drop all charges.

You looked down at your engagement ring one more time then got up, straightening out your dress as you stood up. You then headed out of your bedroom and down the main stairs of your house, where your father was waiting for you.

“Ready?” your father asked with a smile as he held out as his arm to you.

You linked your arm around his, “Of course.” you said with a smile.

Neither you nor Eddie wanted an entirely traditional wedding, so you didn’t carry a bouquet and the ceremony would be performed by one of your fathers long time friends who had recently become a priest. And you were having Dustin, Eddie’s best man, give you your rings.

Your father then lead you to the backyard then down the isle Eleven and Max had created last minute. Eddie was wearing a tux, something you never thought you’d see him wear. He looked so handsome and you couldn’t wait until the ceremony was over so that you could kiss him again.

The second Eddie saw you start to walk down the isle, his eyes began to tear up. You looked  absolutely beautiful and breathtaking. He had no idea if he would be able to muster up the courage to actually speak at all once you reached him.

But, he would try his best, for you.

You smiled at him as he took your hands in his, “You look really handsome.” you whispered to him as goosebumps started to appear on your arms.

Neither of you could believe that this was actually happening or that any of this was real.

He blushed, “You look so beautiful, sweetheart.” he said, grinning at you and making you blush.

Your fathers friend then started the ceremony and while he spoke, your eyes never Eddie’s and his eyes never left yours.

And before you knew it, it was time for you two to read your vows. You had decided that Eddie would go first since he was a bit better at public speaking.

He still keeps one of your hands in his as he speaks, “(y/n), you are half of my soul. You could take away all of my senses and I’d still be able to find you,” he starts, taking a deep breath in an attempt to keep his tears at bay, “You’ve been by my side through it all and I truly can’t thank you enough for that.” he told you.

You could tell that he was incredibly nervous so you rubbed your thumb against the back of his hand to comfort him.

He smiled at you briefly then continued on with his vows, “I love you more than anyone I’ve loved before and I don’t think I’ll ever stop loving you, even in death,” hearing him say that made you burst into tears as you had almost lost him two months ago, “I don’t want to start crying more than I already am, so I’ll just say a couple more things. I love so fucking much and I’m glad that I’ll get to have you by my side for the rest of our lives.” he said, finishing his vows.

“Fuck.” you muttered to yourself, feeling a bit embarrassed that you were crying in front of so many people, the curse word you had said making everyone chuckle.

Eddie softly wiped your tears away for you and wordlessly encouraged you to start reading your own vows.

You took a deep breath then started to talk, “I’m not the best a public speaking so I’ll make this short. Eddie, you are my favorite person in the whole world and I adore so many things about you. I adore how you are always able to make me laugh. I adore how you always know how to comfort me. But most of all, I adore you. You are more then I could ever want in a friend and in a lover. I love you more then words could ever explain, I promise.” you told him, your eyes rarely leaving his own.

And although your vows were short, they still made Eddie sob. He cried every time you reminded him of how much he meant to you. You wiped his tears away for him and then sent a comforting smile his way.

“(y/n) (y/l/n), Do you take Edward Munson to be your husband?” the priest asked as he gestured towards your soon to be husband.

“I do.” you said confidently, a bright smile on your face.

“And Edward Munson, do you take (y/n) (y/l/n) to be your wife?” the priest asked, now gesturing towards you.

“I do!” Eddie basically screamed, causing everyone to laugh again.

Dustin then stepped out from his spot next to Eddie and handed your ring to Eddie. His hands shook as he took the ring from his young friend and slipped it onto your ring finger.

And once your ring was on, Dustin handed you Eddie’s ring. You grinned at him again as you slipped the ring onto his own finger, a look of true love in your eyes.

The moment the rings hit your skin, you couldn’t help but look down at them. They were simple silver bands that had each other’s initials engraved in them.

“By the power vested in me and the state of Indiana, I know pronounce you husband and wife! You may now kiss the bride!” The priest happily said as he began to clap.

Eddie effortlessly slid his arm under your back and dipped the two of you down as he kissed you. You couldn’t stop yourself from smiling as you kissed him back, you were just so happy.

“I love you.” you whispered to him before pressing another kiss to his soft lips, he smelled like some fancy cologne you knew Steve had probably given him, the thought of this making you smile once more.

“And I love you, Mrs. Munson.” he murmured against your lips, causing your skin to heat up.

And once the two of you had pulled away from each other’s lips one last time, Eddie scooped you off of your feet and began to run to where the kids had set up the party.

On the way there, you smiled and softly chuckled as you stared up at your husband. And to you, your future was looking pretty fucking good.

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God this is one of the best fics I’ve ever read

Say you'll still be by my side

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Word Count: 6k

Summary: Eddie made it out of the Upside Down, barely alive. He’s in a coma now but you refuse to let him go.

Warnings: Hurt & Comfort, Fluff, Trauma, Scars, Light Angst

Available on: AO3

A/N: Another Fix-It but this time with the reader taking care of him. The Duffers have to pry him off my cold hands if they want me to let him go because there’s no way this is happening any time soon. Hope this gives you as much comfort as it gave me while writing it. Eddie is alive and I accept nothing else.

“I can’t believe we did it!” Robin said and hugged you while your eyes were fixed on the bloody ground in front the villa. Was that really it? That…easy?

You hugged her back, but your mind was already wandering towards the two people who were supposed to distract the bats. It must have worked because you didn’t see a single one.

“Let’s get back to the others quickly,” you suggested and she let go of you, your eyes finding Steve’s and he gave you a nod.

There was this feeling in your stomach and a painful tug on your heart. The four of you quickly made the way back to the trailer.

They would be fine. They promised they’re not heroes, promised they’d run as soon as it got bad. You would have stayed with them, but Eddie absolutely refused to let you join the ‘Bait Party’ how he had called it.

He had been the bait and yet, he had been so worried about you.

Letting go of his hand as you split up had been the hardest thing you had done in your entire life.

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So you're telling me, they just left his body there? In the upside down forever? That no one cared or mourned but Dustin? That they let him be called a murderer and cult leader with no one fighting back against those allegations? That max can survive several broken bones and a whole standoff with vecna but Eddie dies in vain to fulfill some heroic redemption arc that wasn't necessary? He deserved better than that. Fuck you stranger Things and the way you introduce characters just to kill them off.

Missin’ You

(Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader Fix-It Fic)

Summary: You’d come back to your hometown from nursing school for one week. Just for spring break. It was one goddamn week. Why, oh why, did things always have to go to shit so quickly around here?

And why was Steve Harrington falling out of the ceiling with a body tied to his back?

Contents: Eddie/Reader, graphic gore/injuries, canon fix-it

Word Count: 3.8k

Song Inspiration: X

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fluffy hcs abt when eddie munson gets sad and reader comforts him?

Yes.

Comforting Eddie Munson Headcannons

For starters, the main reasons he’s likely to be upset is the overwhelming amount of hate people could be imposing on his band, people not making it to Hellfire, or people bullying him naturally.

He normally doesn’t let hate or bullying get to him since technically he’s a grown ass man and does what he wants, but eventually it does start to hurt a little.

Another reason would be insecurities about you, people have always said that you’re “out of his league” (even if you’ve always reassured him that if anything he’s out of your league)

He’d get really bothered by any comments about you, especially if some hot-shot dickhead made it. (Jason, Steve, etc.)

He’d NEVER tell you though.

No matter how up-front and carefree he is, he doesn’t want you to feel guilty or like it was your fault.

Even if he knew that if he was with anyone else it’d still happen.

Because people suck.

Of course, your s/o senses start tingling and you confront him as to why he’s been so down lately.

He brushed it off as just being tired from late nights of practice and d&d.

But he knows you’re not stupid.

You leave it there for that night but bring it up again a few days later.

It takes an hour of nagging and receipts to get him to admit that he’s been feeling off.

He finally admits that he’s super bothered by how many people gawk at you and how you could have so much better than some random freak, metalhead, nerd loser.

You were actually in disbelief.

You just said, “I probably could have better”, and it literally crushes him.

It felt like his heart was stomped into a lava pit! But before you could feel like you just kicked a puppy 18 times, you reassured him,

“But don’t you think I would’ve chosen that by now if I wanted ‘better’.” He just looks up at you,

“What do you mean?”

“Eddie, you’re all I’ve ever wanted, why would that suddenly change because some asshole said so? The government says D&D is bad and have we ever stopped playing?”

This sudden overwhelming feeling of love rushes over him and he crawls into your arms, sobbing,

“B-But, no one likes me,” he hiccups, “W-Why do you even like me?”

“I don’t like you Eddie, I love you, so much. Why? I’ll never know, but I’ll always be here.” He always loved how you worded things.

You just cradled him for the next hour and a half, assuring him that you weren’t going anywhere and that nobody could change that.

And although he believed you, he clutched onto you for dear life, just in case.

After that, you’d flaunt him in public like a shiny new object.

You’d begin showing him off to all your friends in school and you’d take them to his shows.

You’d occasionally invite a few people to come to a few campaigns, teaching them how to play.

Eddie had literally never been more in love.

Just the feeling that you cared that much was enough to make his heart explode on its own.

AND THAT WAS ACTUALLY ADORABLE. Also, since this thought came to me randomly, Eddie’s totally the type to say “the time? oh, it’s like two-and-a-half.” just to bother someone bc he’s a little shit

I’m glad you guys like my first thing I’ve written and posted on this site omg. I wrote it in like 20-30 minutes at 5:30am exhausted and bored but I’m so happy y’all enjoy it 😭/pos

Younger

Pairing: Eddie Munson x (gender neutral) Reader

Summary: stressing about the future is no fun, so Eddie takes you on an impulse trip to remind you to live in the moment, to remind you of just how alive the two of you are

Warnings: pure unadulterated fluff

A/N: consider this an apology for my Save a Prayer fic lmao!! this was inspired by Younger by Imagine Dragons, I highly highly recommend listening to this song whilst you read, or just listening to the song in general, bc honestly it’s just amazing!! I was also rushing to finish this and post it asap so sorry if it’s not my best work, but anyways I hope this fic brings you some comfort and I hope you guys enjoy <33

!! vol. 2 spoiler in the a/n at the end !!

“What’s up, baby?” Eddie asks you softly, nudging your shoulder with his own gently.

You’d lost interest in whatever movie was playing a long time ago, drifting into a complete world of your own as your thoughts took over the entirety of your attention.

“Hmm?” You hum, still not even fully comprehending what Eddie had said.

He sits up next to you, turning the tv volume down a bit and then twisting so that he could face you. He brings his hand to rest on your thigh, his thumb moving back and forth in a small comforting gesture.

“I said, what’s up?” He repeats gently.

You blink a few times as you pull yourself out of your reverie. You rub your eyes with your fists as you try to get the real world back into focus. You were also trying to hide the tears that had been threatening to spill for nearly half an hour now.

But there was no hiding from Eddie; he just knew you too well.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” You looks at you earnestly, dipping his head down so he could meet your eyes. “Was the movie really that bad?” He jokes lightly, bringing a tiny smile to your face.

You sniff as the tears finally break through. You shake your head.

“No. Honestly I wasn’t even watching it” you admit in a small voice. “I’m sorry, I just have so much other stuff on my mind” you can hear the sadness in your own voice, it was laced with something like defeat.

“So tell me” Eddie shrugs.

You let out a huff of air, shaking your head slightly.

“It’s all stupid anyway, mostly overthinking things I guess, it’s dumb” you ramble quietly, trying your best to look and sound casual.

“Tell me anyway” he pushes gently.

He looks at you so earnestly, with such softness and tenderness in those big dark eyes of his. You feel your heart swell and the tears brim in your eyes. You shrug and shake your head again as you speak softly.

“It’s just stuff about the future. Like what am I actually gonna do with my life once I finish school? Like where do I want to go next, what do I want to do, who do I want to be. I also have my parents’ expectations to try and live up to, and… I don’t know. It all just feels so big, so overwhelming. I feel like I need to have my entire life planned out already or something. Like there’s just no time, no room to breathe” you ramble quickly, the words leaving your mouth faster than your brain had time to make sense of them.

Eddie just nods and says nothing for a second as he takes in all your words.

“Wow, that’s a lot” he finally agrees after a moment.

“Yeah I told you it was dumb” you wring your hands in your lap awkwardly.

Eddie takes his hand and places it over yours, stopping you from fidgeting with them. He squeezes your hands gently.

“That’s not what I said, I just mean it’s a lot. It’s heavy stuff” he shrugs lightly, his thumb stroking the back of your hand reassuringly.

“Honestly it feels like a massive weight sitting on my chest. Like it’s only a minute away from crushing me all together. Like the stress of it all is literally taking over my body” you feel your lower lip start to quiver, a waiver in your voice.

“Being an adult, or I guess nearly being an adult, sucks huh” he chuckles softly, gaining the smallest of smiles from you.

“Hmm, take me be back to when I was younger” you muse quietly.

“Oh if I could, I would, my love” he lifts a hand to stroke your face gently. “But, if you think about it, we’ll never be younger than we are right now,” he raises an eyebrow at you, “so let’s go live like it, even if it's just for tonight”

You shake your head questioningly at him.

You suddenly see a mischievous gleam in his eyes, his lips tugging with a smirk. He’d just had an idea, you could see it plainly in his face.

“Come on, let's go” he wiggles his eyebrows at you before getting off the couch to stand in front of you.

“Uh, go where?” You half laugh in confusion.

“Nowhere. Anywhere. Everywhere” he whispers dramatically.

“It’s already past midnight you know...” you hesitate meekly.

But Eddie just extends his arm, holding out his hand to you.

“Do you trust me?” He continues with his melodramatic tone.

Despite your uncertainty at what he was up to you you nod, and place your hand in his. His fingers wrap around yours as he gently pulls you up off the couch.

“Good, then let’s go!” He winks, dragging you out the trailer.

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Eddie grins practically the entire drive. His hand rests on your thigh as he drives, his thumb still keeping up the small reassuring stroking motion.

“Eddie, where are we going?”

You’d tried to work out where you were but dark country roads mad pit difficult to tell The only things you could see being fields, bushes, and the night sky. It was as if there was no one that existed right now but the two of you.

Eddie just grins even wider but keeps his eyes on the road.

“I told you baby, nowhere and everywhere” the dramatic tone returning to his voice. “Just trust me,” he adds a bit more seriously, “we’re almost there.”

You sigh but still can’t help the smile that plasters your face.

True to his word, not five minutes later Eddie is slowing down and pulling off to the side of the road. He drives through a small gap in the bushes that lined sides of the road. Eddie parks his van and quickly jumps out. A second later he’s round your side, opening the door for you. He bows and holds his hand out for you as if you were a princess stepping out of a carriage. You giggle and roll your eyes as he helps you down from the van.

You step round to the front of the car and can’t help the gasp of awe that leaves your mouth when you take in the view in front of you. You keep hold of Eddie’s hand, feeling him give you a light squeeze, as you stare wide eyed at where he’d taken you.

You were in a wide and open field that seemed to run on for miles. Just off to the left was a lake, with the most beautiful willow tree leaning just on the bank. Above you the night sky was alive. The stars shone so bright they almost didn’t look real. The complete lack of light pollution meaning they were free to burn in their full glory. The full moon shone just as brightly, letting you have just enough light to appreciate the scene in front of you. You look over to see Eddie grinning at you like a proud child.

“Eddie” you breathe, almost speechless. “This place, i- it’s...”

“Pretty cool right?”

You shake your head in slight disbelief. “I don’t think there’s a word magnificent enough to describe it.”

“Mhmm” he nods his agreement enthusiastically.

He goes to to walk further into the field, tugging on your hand. But you hesitate and pull back.

“But what exactly are we doing here Eddie?” You ask sadly.

“We,” Eddie starts as he comes to stand in front of you, his hands on your upper arms. “We are here to just get away. To live in the moment, to be free. No worries, no stresses, no future. Just here, just now. Just you and me.”

You look at him doubtfully.

“Come on” Eddie winks at you and tugs at your hand again..

“W-what?” You stare at him confused. “Where are we going now?”

“Just trust me” he winks again, pulling on your hand again until he gets you to move with him.

He starts to walk quickly, pulling you along with him, heading in the direction of the lake. But before you know it he’s running, dragging you along with him. The two of you were suddenly racing towards the lake, sprinting at full speed. You can’t help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. You and Eddie running at full speed, hand in hand, in the middle of some field in the middle of the night.

You feel the night air whipping against your face, surging through your lungs, the air so cold it almost burned. All of it contrasting with the warmth of Eddie's hand in yours. The air fills with the sounds of the two of you giggling like giddy school children during recess. The only accompanying sound was the stomping of your feet as you continued to race into the night.

Eddie lets go of your hand just as you reach the edge of the lake, leaning over to rest his hands on his knees as he pants to catch his breath. You do the same, both of you still laughing even through your breathlessness. Eddie’s face is split with the biggest smile you think you’d ever seen as he looks back to you.

After a second, Eddie takes one long stride over to you and cups the back of your head with his hand. He’s then crashing his lips against your own. He kisses you breathlessly, messily, intensely. Your mind spins, both from the run and from the brisk air swirling around you. His hands wrapping around your body feel almost feverishly warm, and you keen into his touch. You can still feel the smile in his lips, his warm breathy laughter washing over your face even as he tries to keep kissing you.

When he pulls away he’s got that grin on his face again, but this time it’s laced with an edge of mischief.

“I have another idea on what might help with all those troubling thoughts running through your perfect little head,” he kisses your forehead quickly, "but you’ll have to trust me again, ‘kay?”

“Okay...?” You look at him quizzically.

“Okay” he nods, placing a kiss to the tip of your nose before letting you go and moving to take a few steps away from you

He then turns to face the lake, rolling his shoulders and cracking his neck, as if he was preparing for some kind of physical altercation. You narrow your eyebrows at him, completely lost on whatever the hell he was getting up to.

Eddie takes a deep breath before he suddenly just screams into the dark of the night.

His voice bellows into the quiet of the night, echoing across the lake. His scream fades as he runs out of breath and soon the only noise is Eddie laughing like a child.

“Jesus, what the hell was that?” You balk at him.

He turns his head, that ridiculously big smile still adorning his ridiculously beautiful face.

“That was cathartic as fuck! That’s what that was” he laughs. “Come on, your turn.”

“Oh, n-no, no I don’t think so” you shake your head at him, hugging your arms around yourself.

Eddie just nods rhythmically at you as he walks back over to you, hugging you from behind and wrapping his entire body around you.

“Mhm yes I think so, come on” he kisses your cheek. “Just let it all out.”

"Don't worry, no one can hear us from here, I promise” he continues when you don’t respond for a second. "You’re all good, just let out all those worries and stresses, baby. Shout them into the night sky, let them be gone!”

He steps away from you again, giving you space. He opens his arms in a ‘go ahead’ gesture. You look at him, unsure, but he just smiles and nods encouragingly.

You take a deep breath, rolling your head to crack your neck; “fuck it” you exhale.

You give Eddie one final glance. His enthusiastic nodding gives you the final push of confidence you needed.

And so you scream.

You scream with everything you have. You let all your fears and worries be expelled from your mind, from your body, hurling them into the night with your voice. Your head starts to feel clearer, nothing mattering other than the cold night air and the burn in your chest.

Eddie was right, it was cathartic.

Eddie quickly joins in from behind you, screaming and whooping into the air. You both scream until your lungs just can’t take it anymore, until your body had no sounds left to give, save for your laughter.

“Yeah that’s it baby!!” Eddie whoops proudly, clapping like an idiot.

You squeal when he suddenly picks you up from behind, holding you against him and lifting your feet off the floor. He spins you about half a turn before the two of you fall into the soft grass together, both of you practically dying from giggles.

You’re both still laughing a minute later when you finally roll over to face him. You bury your head in his chest as you slowly start to calm down from the all the giggling, finally starting to catch your breath. Eddie still chuckles softly even as he brings his hand up to rub your back, holding you against his body. For a second you forgot you were the middle of a field; it was just as if he was holding you like usual when you were in bed together.

You place a soft kiss to his throat before you roll to lay just beside him, nuzzling into his side. You rest your head on his shoulder as his hand still runs up and down your side gently.

You look up at the glittery night sky, at the awe-inspiring beauty of the full moon. Everything you were stressing about seemed suddenly small and insignificant. How could anything possibly worry you when you had this perfect view and Eddie beside you?

You feel a tear prick your eye, but this time it’s of happiness. A tear of gratefulness for this idiot you called your boyfriend at your side. Your idiot who knew exactly how to cheer you up, even if his methods were somewhat ‘out there’. Eddie knew there was no point giving you some big speech about how everything was gonna be okay, to not stress about it, etc. He knew it would do you no good. Your brain would continue to linger on it regardless of what he said. No, Eddie knew that what you needed was distraction. And that’s exactly what he’d provided.

“Thank you for this” you mumble softly.

Eddie shakes his head and rubs your back a lil harder.

“Don’t even mention it sweetheart” he places a kiss to your forehead.

The future didn’t seem so daunting now. Didn’t seem so immediate. Because for now all you cared about was here and now.

All that existed was this infinite moment with Eddie.

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A/N: tagging my darlings @siempre-bucky and @chaoticvigilantes bc I know they're in need of the Eddie comfort right now :’) this was 100% a self-indulgent comfort fic bc I am also stressing about my future and also I needed the comfort of Eddie still being alive lmao! I hope you guys liked this <3

Taglist // Join My Nightmare Realm // Ko-fi

posted my first request, feeling very slash pos :)

Sleepy Cuddles

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Type: fluff

Requested by: @tripthlightfantastic

Request: i’d die for eddie cuddling reader when they can’t sleep (i have the worst insomnia lol)

A/N: Thank you for requesting! (It takes me ages to fall asleep as well lol so I know the feeling.) I actually really enjoyed writing this, it was really cute. It did end up being shorter than I thought it would be, but I hope you enjoy! If you do, keep in mind that my requests are open!

Warnings: none

Word Count: 436

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With a sigh, you turned over for what felt like the hundredth time since you’d laid down a few hours prior. As an insomniac, the experience wasn’t exactly uncommon - just incredibly unwelcome. You turned your head, checking the clock which read 3:26 in big bright red letters. Huffing out another exasperated breath, you turned again, this time facing the other figure in the bed, who, unlike yourself, had fallen asleep hours ago.

For as long as you’d been staying over at his trailer, Eddie had never had any trouble falling asleep quickly. He knew about your sleeping problems, sure, and he always vowed to stay up and try to help you fall asleep to no avail. But sometimes, like tonight, you’d see him stir in his sleep from one too many movements on your behalf. He opened his eyes slowly, blinking a couple times before noticing your soft e/c eyes watching him.

“Can’t sleep?” He murmured softly, sleep still lacing his voice as he tried desperately to wake himself up a bit more for your sake. You nodded, knowing you didn’t have to explain yourself. He just understood. Without a word, he lifted his arm towards you, gesturing for you to come closer. You flipped yourself around and shifted closer, your back pressed against his chest, letting him be the big spoon tonight. He let his arm drop once you were situated, resting it across your waist and letting his other arm snake around your chest, pulling you closely against him. You felt him bury his face in your hair, his light breaths tickling the back of your neck and making you giggle, which in turn, made a lazy smile grace his lips.

You were so grateful for Eddie. You both knew the only way you could get to sleep at this point was if you were in his arms, and him being the fidgety person he was, he never stayed in one position very long whilst sleeping. However, for you, he was willing to lay in the same way for hours just to let you get a little bit of sleep.

You heard him yawn from behind you, and you knew he was barely keeping his eyes open, but he was trying for you. As your eyes finally began to droop, you felt him place a gentle kiss to the back of your neck, followed by a barely audible “I love you.” “Mmm, love you too,” you whispered back, nestling your body back into his and finally allowing yourself to drift off into a peaceful slumber with the love of your life beside you.

the lil tongue thing 🥹

POSTING THIS AGAIN!!!

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE BE CAREFUL OUT THERE!!!

Welcome to the United States of America where if you want to be safe from guns you die if you want to get a safe abortion you die if you're gay you die if you're black you die if you're a woman you die if you're disabled you die if you're a kid you die if you're a POC you die if you're trans you die and no one will do anything about it because some stupid cuntrags that are two steps away from tripping on a staircase and dying cling to some dipshit beliefs from over 6 decades ago and decide to make it everyone's problem

Make him pay.

please?? i honestly need this because my friend brought up earlier we got the whole “never change” from him to dustin and then he can come back and we get a whole cute reunion scene where he just goes “you changed” and i need it so badly-

i want to believe that we find eddie living as an apocalypse survivor in the upside down in season 5