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WE ARE SO FUCKING BACK

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Trailer park Steve AU part 38

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"Sure thing."

"Can you go say hey to everyone, too? Please?" he adds. "I need a second."

He expects Eddie to tease him for being bossy, but Eddie just winks and says, "Do you one better than that, sugar," smiling playfully with his tongue out like a dog before he bounds outside and tackles one of the kids into a pile of snow.

Steve uses the distraction to clean himself up; towel the sweat from his face and hair and clean the blood off of his knuckles, and when he steps outside a moment later Eddie's shouting "no wedgies no wedgies!!" while Dustin tries to shove a snowball down the back of his pants.

"Steve!" Eddie calls out when he spots him. "Steve, help!"

"No, help me!" Dustin counters with a strained grunt as Eddie grapples him into a chokehold. Mike yells "Get him, Eddie!" and Lucas rolls his eyes and mutters, "This is what we get for not bringing any girls."

The trip is pure chaos right from the jump, which Steve anticipated the second he suggested packing five dudes into a van for a run to the hardware store (he had to sit through ten minutes of Mike, Dustin, and Lucas arguing over everything from girls to books to whether The Cure objectively sucks or not until Eddie finally hollered "shut the fuck up!" and drowned them all out with 'real music'), but it feels good to be in charge. To have a project to manage, even if he's the reason there's a project in the first place.

He bosses the boys around the aisles when they get to the store, gathering up supplies — tarps and tools and vinyl, a few sheets of plywood to repair the damaged subfloor, disinfectant spray and gloves; safety shit, too, just in case they need it — and it reminds him of that day in the junkyard. Hey, dickheads! How come the only one helping me out is this random girl?

"You talk to Max lately?" he asks Lucas when they get a minute alone.

Lucas dips his head and kicks at the wheel of their shopping cart, looking so much like a kid, even though he's almost taller than Steve now. "No," he says with a frustrated sigh. "I don't— it's like she's there, but she's not there. You know? I don't know how to reach her."

"Mm." Steve gets that. Felt it just this morning. He claps a hand to Lucas' shoulder. "Just give her time," he suggests, bending to grab a sanding block off a shelf and drop it in the cart.

In his periphery, he sees Eddie skipping at the far end of the aisle while Mike and Dustin chase after him. "Is she still with Eddie's friend?"

Lucas glares at the back of Eddie's head at Steve's reminder, voice sullen when he answers, "Shit, man. I don't know."

"Is he being cool to you?"

"Who, Gareth?"

"No, Eddie," Steve clarifies, remembering Erica's threat-request to look out for her brother.

"Oh." Lucas scratches the back of his neck. "Yeah, I guess. I mean, he treats basketball like it's the Dark Side, but-"

He breaks off with a little laugh, and Steve laughs with him. "Yeah. He's kind of dramatic. I'll talk to him about it."

"You will?"

"Sure. Jock solidarity and all that." He gives Lucas a fist bump, and Lucas gives him a long, thoughtful look, chewing his lip.

"So you guys are, like... friends now?"

Steve's heart gives an unhelpful flutter at the question. They are like friends now, he guesses, if friends kiss each other with tongue.

He clears his throat at that thought and looks away to hide his blush; sees Eddie using a cut of PVC pipe as a sword, lunging at Mike in a fencer's pose and shouting 'en garde!' "...Unfortunately, yeah."

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part 39

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[juniperskye]

Chewing Gum

Summary: Eddie gets gum in his hair, so Steve takes him to his favorite salon to get it out. The events of season 4 did not happen.

Eddie Munson x Hair Stylist (Fem)Reader (she’s kind of sunshiny emo lol also she’s described to have colored hair, tattoos, and piercings)

Fluff

Word count: 1474

Warnings: My blog is 18+, minors DNI, no use of y/n, language!, Jason Carver being an ass, half assed salon info, let me know if I missed any!

not edited - please be kind. Requests are open and feedback is welcome if it's constructive!

I do not consent to having my work translated or reposted to any other site. That being said I do not own the characters portrayed in this story.

Jason Carver is a dick. He treated Eddie and the boys like shit and went out of his way to make sure they knew they were “freaks”.

Eddie saw Chrissy get bumped by one of the other basketball players. They were messing around in the halls like a bunch of Neanderthals and Chrissy got struck in the crossfire. She was body checked into a locker and her books went flying.

“Here.” Eddie offered Chrissy her science book that had slid across the hall.

“Thanks Eddie.” Chrissy smiled.

Eddie nodded back to her and moved toward his homeroom, but not before Jason stormed over, purposely bumping Eddie in the process.

“Let’s go babe.” Jason said, pulling Chrissy along with him.

This had been a pretty tame reaction from Jason…or so Eddie thought. Eddie made it through homeroom and history no problem, it was when he got to lunch that all hell broke loose.

“Woahhh dude! You have gum in your hair.” Garreth said to Eddie.

“HA HA very funny Garreth.” Eddie rolled his eyes.

“Oh shit! Ed, man he’s not joking.” Dustin informed the older boy.

With that, Eddie reached to the back of his head and brushed his hand over his hair. As he shifted from the top of his head down towards the nape of his neck, he felt the sticky wad of chewing gum, causing his curls to tangle up.

Laughter erupted across the cafeteria, as Eddie’s gaze shifted to the disruption his eyes met Jason’s who shot him a smirk and a wink. Further proving Eddie’s theory that the asshole that was Jason Carver had, in fact, been the culprit of this incident.

“Eddie, I could call Steve, his hair guy could probably fix you right up.” Dustin offered.

“Hell no. The last thing I want to do is get help from Steve.” Eddie scoffed.

“We could just cut it out.” Mike shrugged.

“Fuck it. Call Steve.” Eddie conceded.

Dustin and Eddie made their way to the school’s payphone. Dustin was quick to dial the number and explain the whole situation to Steve once he picked up. Steve had offered to take Eddie to his hair guy, but only if Eddie asked nicely and said please…which he reluctantly choked out over the phone.

“I’ll come pick you up.” Steve told Eddie, before hanging up.

Fifteen minutes later, Steve pulled up to the school in his burgundy BMW, yelling at Eddie to “hop in”. The drive started off in an uncomfortable silence. This was the first time Eddie had hung out with Steve alone, not that they were hanging out.

“So, listen Eddie, nobody, and I mean NOBODY, knows that this is where I get my hair done and honestly I’d like to keep it that way.” Steve explained.

“Okay…you’re freaking me out. Where is this place?” Eddie said as he looked around the unfamiliar neighborhood.

“Just up here on the left.” Steve said, pulling up in front of a hair salon.

Eddie initially felt confused, he figured that Steve would go to a barber, like any other guy from school, but this actually made a lot of sense. Steve cared about his hair the way any girl would and he’s very particular about it so naturally he would go somewhere that would take better care of his hair.

As they made their way up the curb, Eddie was able to get a better look of the inside. It was painted mostly black but there were bright pops of hot pink and teal around the place. There were pink velvet couches and those smiley face daisy pillows strewn about them. There was only one employee in the place, and she was currently blow drying some girl’s hair.

Eddie’s eyes scanned the hair stylist, you were beautiful you had pink streaks in your hair, dark tattoos littering your arms and a nose ring. You took Eddie’s breath away.

“Steven Harrington you better not be back here to ask me to cut your hair shorter. You made me take so much off last time and I still haven’t gotten over it!” You shrieked.

“Would you relax! I’m not here for a haircut, I’m here with my uh, my friend.” Steve said, glancing over at Eddie.

“Hi Steve’s friend! Oh, my goodness your hair is beautiful! Please don’t tell me you want me to cut it off!”

Your theatrics were making Eddie’s heart sing. The compliment had him blushing.

“God no! I don’t want to cut my hair, that’s actually why I’m here.” Eddie exclaimed.

“He got gum stuck in his hair.” Steve replied waving him off.

“I didn’t get shit stuck in my hair. That asshole Jason Carver spit gum in my hair.” Eddie explained.

“Ugh the Carver boys are all terrors. I remember being a sophomore when Michael Carver was a senior and if he wasn’t the biggest douche bag, then I don’t know who was.” You said, shaking your head. You shifted your gaze over to where Eddie and Steve were sitting. “Wait a minute! I know you, Eddie Munson, we had freshman English together!” You said, reintroducing yourself to him.

“I knew you looked familiar!” Eddie smiled.

You told him that you’d be with him in just a minute, you wanted to get your client finished up and checked out. He watched in awe as you effortlessly sectioned and styled her hair, led her over to the register and cleaned your station quickly. He noticed you gathering a few things, which he could only assume would be for him.

“Okay come over and sit!” You gestured to your chair. As Eddie made himself comfortable you began explaining what you were going to do. “So, I am basically going to load your hair up with oil which should allow the gum to slide out. I will wash your hair after too, so you don’t leave here looking like a greasy mess. I have a reputation to uphold!”

“Okay, thanks.” Eddie said, pushing his bangs out of his eyes.

“If you want I can trim your hair too, just clean it up, make it so your bangs aren’t in your eyes so much.” You offered.

“Oh um, that would be great but I uh, I don’t have any…”

“It’s on the house Eddie. Just a favor for a friend.” You said quietly.

Eddie nodded slightly and you got to work, slipping on some gloves, and pouring the hair oil into your hands. You started working it into his hair, really targeting the areas around the chewing gum. Slowly but surely the gum started to untangle itself from Eddie’s chocolate tresses. Once the gum was completely out, you led Eddie over to the shampoo bowl and proceeded to wash his hair. You couldn’t help but smile down at the soft expression he wore on his face. His eyes had fluttered shut and you thought he truly could have been asleep the way his face was relaxed. After washing, conditioning and finally rinsing his hair, you gently grasped his shoulder.

“Eddie, you ready for me to cut your hair?”

“Huh? Oh yeah.” Eddie said, carefully getting up and heading back to your chair.

Eddie sat and you and him chatted back and forth as you trimmed his hair. You had made sure to communicate through every part of the process, which products you were using and why, the way you were cutting his hair and adding in some natural layering to help with the bulk, trimming his bangs a little shorter than he was used to so they wouldn’t be too long so quickly. You pulled out the hair dryer and attached the diffuser, explaining what it did to Eddie and letting him know that blow drying definitely isn’t necessary for him to do.

Steve couldn’t help the shit-eating grin that plastered its way on his face at the interaction playing out before him. He had never seen Eddie sit still this long or listen this intently to anyone. Steve couldn’t help but think that Eddie had better thank him for bringing him here.

“Alright Eddie you are all set.”

“Thank you so much, seriously! I really appreciate it and I don’t think my hair has ever looked or felt this good.” Eddie said, admiring your handywork.

“Of course! And by the way if you ever get gum in your hair again, peanut butter or cooking oil can get it out, it just takes a bit of work.” You explained. “But know that you can always come here, and I can help too!” You couldn’t help but mentally facepalm.

“Yeah. That sounds good! You know, I would need your number…you know to get a hold of you..” Eddie smirked.

He couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of thanks toward Jason Carver…he had brought you into his life, all with a piece of chewing gum.

[steddieas-shegoes]

Request

This request came in on my other blog from @mogami-13 and somewhere along the way it ended up deleted from my inbox there. I'm glad I had already copied it into a word doc, so hopefully you see it! It isn't quite the quote you were probably thinking, but I had to make it work for this situation, so I hope you like it still! Prompt: If you are still doing the asks, I just had a brilliant idea. So you know at the end of legally blonde where Elle brings up the rules of hair care? I need that quote with a Steve rescuing Eddie and Dustin from the bat tornado with a lighter and hairspray…

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There was no way they’d win.

Steve realized it the moment he was being choked by vines against the wall of the Creel house.

But they had to at least get out alive so they could all regroup.

When the vines suddenly let them go, Steve had a sinking feeling in his gut that someone had done something stupid.

That someone had lost.

“We have to go!” he yelled to Robin and Nancy, hoping they would follow him quickly.

They didn’t have time. They may have already run out of it.

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Running into the trailer park confirmed some of what Steve was thinking.

The bats were circling something, someone, and he already had a terrible gut feeling that that someone was Eddie.

That Eddie would have never let Dustin be in this position.

That Eddie was going to die.

He could hear him yelling, damn near screaming as the bats continued to dive towards him.

Steve couldn’t quite make out his entire body, but saw him desperately trying to stab at them with his homemade spear.

“Find Dustin,” Steve said to Robin. He turned to Nancy. “Use every bullet you have left on these things.”

“What are you gonna do?” she asked as Robin rushed towards the trailer that had been mostly boarded up.

“The bat is all I’ve got, but it’s better than letting him do this alone.”

They were missing fire.

They needed fire.

“Eddie!” Steve yelled as he got closer, smacking a bat midair when it tried to attack him.

“Steve, go! Just get out!” Eddie yelled back, sounding completely terrified.

“You’re not doing something stupid on my watch!” Steve yelled back.

The fight turned into a blur as he heard a handful of gunshots go off, a few bats falling, but still alive.

Eddie had managed to skewer one on his spear, but while he tried to fling it off, another one started wrapping itself around his middle.

Eddie’s scream echoed through the trailer park, and Steve froze.

That was a scream that happened right before death, right before someone’s last moments.

Steve wasn’t letting that happen.

“I’m out!” Nancy yelled.

“Go find hairspray and a lighter!” Steve yelled as he managed to beat two more bats away from him and Eddie.

He knew Nancy hated taking orders, but he also knew she was smart enough to know they didn’t have time to question anything.

They were used to working through emergencies with very few resources, with their plans not working.

“Steve!”

Steve would never forget the way Eddie yelled his name.

It was like he used what little remaining energy he had, like he was asking for help while knowing it was already too late.

Steve saw a flash of something out of the corner of his eyes, movement by the trailer that could have been more bats or could have been Nancy coming to help.

“Eddie, don’t give up, please,” Steve begged as he swung his bat. “Dustin would never forgive you. I would never forgive you.”

Maybe it was harsh, maybe he could have said something else to get him to keep fighting, but he knew it had to be at least a little effective when he saw another bat get speared on his stick.

His arms were getting tired, and he knew Eddie’s must have been too.

“Found some!” Nancy yelled to them.

Steve ran towards her, not wanting to waste any time waiting for her to get to them and risk the bats taking a bite out of her, too.

It was a large can of hairspray, thank God, but it wasn’t completely full, which meant he needed to use it sparingly.

He held up the lighter and the hairspray, pointed towards the bats, and started to spray.

The first few bats fell quickly, shriveling up a bit as the flames ate at their skin.

But he couldn’t quite get to all of them.

He kept spraying a path to Eddie, needed to at least get everyone back into the trailer to go through the gate.

Eddie was on his knees, blood on his face and hands, struggling to keep the spear up, already dropping his makeshift shield.

He was pale, and Steve could tell just from the quick glance he gave that he would die down here if they didn’t move much faster.

“Nancy, I need you to walk Eddie to the trailer while I spray. Do you have any bullets left?”

“No, gun’s jammed,” she said.

“Of course it is,” he sighed. “Alright, help him up, I’ve got your back.”

Being down here was about trust, something that Steve didn’t have much of with Nancy, but it wasn’t an option right now.

It was trust each other or die.

It wasn’t easy; Eddie was already weak and continued to get weaker every moment. Nancy was doing all she could to keep him upright and moving forward.

Steve was using up all of the hairspray just trying to keep the bats away from them as they moved to the trailer.

He could tell he was running out, knew they wouldn’t quite have enough at their current pace.

He needed to switch with Nancy and carry Eddie or they’d all end up dead.

“Nance, need you to take this and I’ll take Eddie.”

Again, she trusted him. She didn’t argue, she just grabbed the lighter from him, nudged Eddie over to him, and grabbed the hairspray.

It went much faster with Eddie on his back.

Steve had to ignore the pained groans leaving Eddie’s mouth every time he got jostled, knew if he stopped now, they’d never make it.

“He’s bleeding!” Dustin yelled when they got inside.

“Go, Dustin!” Steve yelled as he heard Nancy shut the door.

It wouldn’t hold for long, and it would take some time to get Eddie through the gate.

“No, not without him.”

“Dustin, go, man,” Eddie said from over Steve’s shoulder.

His voice sounded weak, wet, like he was slowly swallowing his own blood.

Nancy pushed Dustin onto the chair and between her and Robin, they managed to get him through.

Robin went next, knew an adult would need to be on the other side to help catch Eddie.

“Steve, his eyes are closed,” Nancy whispered to him before trying to help him readjust in his arms to get him through the gate.

“Eds, stay with us. We’re so close,” Steve begged, not stopping his movements.

“Steve…” Nancy said, her hand on Eddie’s wrist.

“No! No, Nancy, he’ll be fine. Just help me get him through.”

She wordlessly helped keep Steve stable as he got on the chair.

Eddie’s blood was all over him, but he wasn’t going to stop.

Eddie wasn’t breathing, but he couldn’t let him stay here.

“See you on the other side, Eds.”

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The hospital room was empty except for Wayne in the corner, sleeping.

Steve refused to leave until Eddie woke up, so he was sitting by his bedside, hand on Eddie’s in case he woke up.

He hadn’t slept in the near 24 hours since they brought him here, hadn’t even gotten up to clean off in the bathroom in Eddie’s hospital room.

He was gross, and he knew the smell coming off of him was enough to make someone gag, but he wouldn’t leave.

He promised he wouldn’t leave him.

“You look like shit,” a raspy voice said.

Steve’s eyes zeroed in on where Eddie was smirking at him, eyes barely open.

“You and me both,” Steve said breathlessly.

“Well, my excuse is I almost died.”

Steve rolled his eyes, but bit back a sob.

“Wouldn’t have let that happen, Eds.”

Eddie searched his face for a moment before closing his eyes.

“Most romantic thing someone’s ever done for me, ya know,” he whispered.

“What?”

“Using hairspray and a lighter to save my life. How’d you know to do that?”

“The rules of haircare are simple: keep hairspray away from open flames unless you want fire,” Steve shrugged. “Was that really the most romantic thing someone’s done for you?”

“It’s tied with staying by my bedside until I wake up.”

Steve blushed.

“It’s alright, Stevie. I know you don’t mean it like that. Go home and rest,” Eddie said, sinking further into his pillow.

“What if I did mean it like that?”

Eddie’s eyes shot open.

“What?”

“Thought maybe we could go to the diner when you get out of this place. Sound okay?”

Eddie blinked slowly, his eyes still never fully opening from the drug induced haze.

“Eds?”

“Uh. Yep. We can do that.”

“Awesome.” Steve squeezed his hand once. “Oh, and if it’s okay with you, I think I’d like to kiss you when you’re awake next time. Just to make sure you know we’re on the same page.”

“Uh. Okay.”

“Cool.”

“Cool.”

Eddie slipped back into unconsciousness a minute later, and Steve finally let himself relax a little.

They may not have left with a total win, but he was leaving with a date.

[buckys-little-belle]

Hi, I’ve been going through somethings and would like to request a Gareth x little reader, maybe him comforting the little during a heavy crying fit or something like that, I hope you have a wonderful day-

Bun

Hellfire Babysitting Club : The Sequel (Part Three and a half) (Blurb)

Meanie Bo-Beanie

Gareth Emerson X Little!Reader (They/Them Pronouns Used) / Hellfire Club x Little!Reader (They/Them Pronouns Used)

Warnings - Crying, mentions of bullying (Jason), protective Hellfire Club, protective gare bear, food mentions, eating of lunch

Notes - Been A while <3 This is pretty short!

Notes Two - Hope this helps bubba, and I hope things are looking up!

SFW - Please keep all interactions with this post, and this blog, SFW.

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"Gareth!" Dustin yelled as he rushed into the drama room, the group, sans Dustin and Bunny, were already digging into their lunches when the boy yelled for Gareth. "Bunny -"

"Bunny what? Dustin!" Gareth stood up, already halfway to the door by the time Dustin could continue.

"They locked themself into the bathroom, and I can't get them to come out." He admits. "They're, they're crying, I don't know why." His voice grows sad as Gareth and him walk towards the bathroom, the rest of the group slowly following behind, not sure what to do.

"Little Bunny?" Gareth's tone is soft, his words already comforting although his face was still contorted in fear and confusion. "It's Gareth, can you come out?"

"Really?" A loud voice booms from down the hallway. "I though you losers would have dropped baby juice box already." Jason laughs, two basketball guys on either side.

Lucas clenched his jaw hard, his fists balled at his side. "Jason, Y/n has nothing to do with this." The group looks to him in confusion, Jason's eyebrows furrowing.

"They have everything to do with this, you told coach I "Bullied" them and he believed you!" Jason laughed.

"You what?" One of the guys next to him speaks up.

"I didn't do anything too mean." Jason laughed. "But Sinclair's got it out for me, probably wants my Team Capitan position or something." The teen scoffs.

As Jason and his guys argue over Jason being a bad guy, something everyone could see, Gareth drowns them out and turns back to the door. "It's okay Bunny, if you want to wait in there that's okay."

"Don' wan' to bear." Y/n cries loudly.

"Jason is leaving now, why don't you come out and we can go eat some lunch?"

"'m scared." Y/n admits, another cries echoing off the bathroom walls.

"I know, but I promise I'm here to protect you, and so is everyone else."

The door lock clicks and Y/n peaks their head out, tears still rapidly falling down their cheeks, a huge frown on their face. "It's okay cheesy, I'll protect you." El speaks up.

"Everyone will." Will bumps El's shoulder.

Gareth squats down, pulling his long sleeve over his thumb and patting away some of Y/n's tears. "I'm sorry I wasn't here to help you, Bunny."

"Jus' wan'ed to give you 'his" Y/n holds out a juice box to Gareth, the straw missing, but the label reading "Fruit punch". "Said you li'ed it."

Gareth smiles, his own tears threatening to spill. "Yes, I do like fruit punch. Thank you Bunny." His hand land on their back and rubs in circles, their tears slowing, breathing calming down.

"You li'e it?" Y/n's lower lip wobbles.

"I love it, Bunny."

[artiststarme]

Utter Chaos

Oof, this may be the dumbest and most chaotic thing I've ever written. I'm writing the second part to the fic where the Party forgot Steve's birthday so stay tuned. Please leave your thoughts in the comments!

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Robin was his best friend, his ride or die, his Platonic soulmate with a capital P. He knew she still wasn’t comfortable enough  to come out to the Party just as he wasn’t. So when she accidentally made a gay comment that outed herself, of course Steve jumped to focus everyone’s attention on himself. 

Robin was talking to Nancy about the failures of dating or something when it happened. She laughed at Nance’s comment about having crushes on poor choices. 

“Yeah, I had a crush on Vickie until I found out she had a boyfriend.” Robin’s eyes widened as soon as she realized what she said. 

“I mean-“ her panicked eyes whipped over to Steve’s and he knew he had to fix it. 

“How’d you get over it? My crush on Eddie just won’t go away.” He asked, sounding confident and nonchalant but his insides were riling. 

His words caused Eddie to suck in a deep breath of air and start choking. Steve looked at him and patted his back which only seemed to make the choking worse. 

“Dude, are you okay?” Eddie just gave an undignified whimper in response. 

Nancy’s eyes narrowed on Steve, “so what, you’re gay now?”

He felt oddly defensive in the face of her scrutiny and narrowed his eyes in retaliation. “No, I’m half-gay. What’s it to you?”

Robin cut Nancy off from the tirade that was sure to come, “Steve, it’s called bisexual.”

“Yeah, I’m that. I like guys and girls.”

Nancy paled a few shades, “that-that’s a thing?”

“Um yeah, obviously. I didn’t really realize it until I saw Eddie in the boat shed though.”

Eddie’s back tensed under Steve’s hand and he made a muffled shout of frustration and outrage. Steve just gave his shoulder a pat in commiseration. Yeah, he’d been there for months. Welcome to the club, Munson. 

The rest of the Party was silent. Dustin was staring between him and Eddie in unbridled glee like all of his wishes had come true. Lucas and Max looked unperturbed like they’d known for months which knowing them, they might have. Will looked hopefully ecstatic and El was smiling happily. Mike though, looked pissed. 

“That’s disgusting!” Mike yelled with his lip curled in disgust. 

“Shut the hell up, Mike!” Nancy yelled at her brother. 

Robin, Steve, and Eddie whipped their heads toward her but she just shrugged. “He shouldn’t talk to you guys like that. Plus, I’ve had a crush on Robin for weeks. I just didn’t know it was okay.”

Robin gasped obnoxiously and started hitting Steve’s shoulder over and over again. “Oh my god, oh my god, Steve! Oh my god! Can you believe this? Oh my god, no, does this violate our bro code? Oh no, she broke your heart. Of course you wouldn’t want me dating her.”

Steve just shook his head, “Robs, I just want you to be happy. I don’t mind if you want to date my ex. But if Nance hurts you like she hurt me, I’m gonna go after her and make her regret it.”

“Oh, thanks Steve!” She hugged him and he closed his eyes. At least everything had turned out right in the end. 

He didn’t notice Hopper and Joyce at the top of the stairs. They were both staring into the basement in confusion at what they’d just heard. All Hop could do was look at Joyce in utter befuddlement and mouth “what the fuck just happened?”

She just shrugged her shoulders, how the hell would she know?

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[dwobbitfromtheshire]

The Right Place in Time

Summary: What if Steve was in the woods with Chrissy and Eddie getting weed for his headaches?

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Chapter One - Chapter Two - Chapter Three - Chapter Four - Chapter Five - Chapter Six - Chapter Seven - Chapter Eight - Chapter Nine - Chapter Ten - Chapter Eleven - Chapter Twelve - Chapter Thirteen - Chapter Fourteen - Chapter Fifteen - Chapter Sixteen - Chapter Seventeen - Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Tw: Laura makes one final appearance. I had to make Eddie do this. 😆

Two days later. . .

Things had settled down a little now, although everyone was still pretty jumpy, and they would probably never stop looking over their shoulder. There was a sense of relief, though, knowing that Vecna was dead and that Chrissy had felt him die, so there was no doubt about it. According to Chrissy, El, Will, Mike, Jonathan, and a guy named Argyle were on their way back to Hawkins. Currently, they were helping Chrissy move out of her house and into her uncle's. They were packing up her things and her brother's. Steve had thought it was hilarious when Chrissy pulled up the floorboard of her brother's room in front of Laura and found all the things Matty had hidden from his mother. The look on Laura's face was priceless, especially when Chrissy flipped her off. Laura was standing off to the side, watching through pursed lips as they moved the last of their stuff out.

"Oh, I've got one thing to say," Eddie said, setting a box down.

Steve and Chrissy watched as he started licking all the things in her tidy kitchen. Laura shrieked when he pulled his pants down and started wiggling his naked butt on her counter.

"Get out!" Laura yelled.

Eddie grinned and quickly pulled up his pants before grabbing the box. He hightailed it out of the house, giggling with Steve and Chrissy.

"Eddie!" Chrissy shrieked with laughter. "I can't believe you did that!"

"I'm sorry, was it wrong of me?" Eddie asked, batting his eyelashes at her.

"Okay, what did we miss?" Dustin asked as he stopped loading boxes into Eddie's van.

Chrissy and Steve laughed harder when Eddie wiggled his butt.

"Oh, you know, just me being a pain in the ass," Eddie laughed.

Max rolled her eyes as she took the last box from him and loaded up in the van. She immediately headed for Steve’s car and slid into the passenger's seat.

"Shotgun!" Max called out.

"That's not fair! I was distracted," Dustin said. "Steve!"

"What? I'm not actually your mother. Get your ass in the car before she calls the cops on us," Steve said.

Chrissy's belongings were packed away into Eddie's van, and she crawled into the passenger's seat of his van, laughing. Eddie climbed into the driver's seat and peeled out of the driveway, allowing Steve out in front of him. Steve watched from the rear view mirror as Chrissy stuck half her body out of the window, raising it above the van. She raised her middle fingers at the house.

"Fuck you very much!" They heard Chrissy scream.

Steve laughed as Max, Dustin, and Lucas cheered for her. When they pulled up to the Fisher household. Vickie, Robin, and Matthew were unloading some more of Chrissy's things that they had rescued from the church donations. Steve scowled for a moment, remembering the look on Chrissy's face when she found out that her mother had donated some of her stuff. Luckily, the pastor thought it was odd and set the stuff aside. As they were unpacking Chrissy's things, Max and Lucas started bursting into song. Steve laughed, and Dustin groaned when they realized it was the Neverending Story song. Steve couldn't help but join in with everyone else looking on in confusion except for Robin. She rolled her eyes and started singing as well with Dustin burying his face in his hands.

"I hate you," Dustin said, without heat.

"Someone let me in so I can also tease the butthead," Eddie said with a grin when they finished.

"No!" Dustin shrieked.

"I'll tell you guys later," Steve whispered to Chrissy and Eddie.

Once they unpacked all of Chrissy and Matty's things, Matthew clapped his hands together with a grin.

"As a way of welcoming Chrissy home, I figured that I would make us a celebratory lunch, and you're all - ," Matthew started to say and then the phone rang. "Goddamnit."

Matthew disappeared and came back a few moments later with a frown on his face.

"Bad news, my dears, I have to go into work," Matthew sighed. "A difficult patient has come in, and he's a bit paranoid, so he only trusts me to work on him. As difficult as he is, I do like him, and I want him alive so . . . "

"It's okay, Daddy, we get it," Vickie said.

"Yeah, nothing to apologize for when you're saving a life," Chrissy said with a smile.

"It's okay, Mr. Fisher, we'll go over to Steve’s and I'll make us something. I'm more familiar with his kitchen," Dustin said.

"Stop offering up my place like it's yours!" Steve exclaimed, half joking.

"Well, it's not my fault that you made it so homey when my mother and I lived there when our house was being fumigated!" Dustin exclaimed.

"Yeah. My place is fine. He does make the best pizza," Steve said, affectionately ruffling his hair.

"And I have just the movie to watch when we get there," Robin said and looked at Vickie with a smile. "I rented it special for a certain someone."

Vickie looked confused at first, and then she made a squealing sound when she realized.

"You didn't?! The Wizard of Oz?!" Vickie asked.

"I did!" Robin exclaimed.

Vickie squealed again, hugging her tightly and kissing her cheek.

"Well, I'm glad you guys have a backup plan," Matthew said, pulling Vickie and Chrissy into a hug. "Even if I can't be there."

"Oh, Uncle Matthew, we can celebrate with you anytime. We should have dinner just the three of us," Chrissy said.

"That sounds like a plan, too," Matthew grinned.

He said goodbye to Vickie and Chrissy, then to everyone else before leaving. Shortly after, everyone left for Steve’s place. As soon as they got there, Steve called Nancy and the rest of Hellfire to invite them over. Steve then groaned, clutching his stomach. He collapsed onto the couch.

"You okay, baby?" Chrissy asked.

"Yeah. I think I overdid it," Steve said.

"Well, you just relax, sweetheart," Eddie said. "We'll supervise the butthead in the kitchen."

"You mean annoy him," Chrissy giggled and Eddie shrugged.

Eddie pushed his hair back, kissed his forehead, and then his lips. Chrissy leaned down to kiss him too and then started to walk towards the kitchen.

"Wait," Steve said, and they stopped. "You guys free a couple of Saturdays from now?"

"Yeah," Chrissy grinned.

"Yes, quite busy, I have this thing - oof, Chrissy! I'm kidding, kidding. Absolutely free for you, big boy," Eddie grinned.

"Well, I was thinking since I'd be in much better shape by then, I'd figure that's when we have our first official date," Steve said. "What do you say?"

"Definitely," they said and kissed both his cheeks.

As they were leaving, Vickie, Robin, Max, and Lucas were entering the living room.

"Good luck. He wouldn't let us help," Robin scowled.

Eddie just cackled and dragged Chrissy into the kitchen.

Robin plopped down next to Steve while Vickie sat against her legs. Max sat down next to her and pulled Lucas into her lap, pressing her cheek against his chest as he wrapped an arm around her.

"How are you doing?" Robin asked Steve.

"Good, I mean, my bites are feeling itchy, but Matthew says that's good. It means it's healing. Still hurts like a bitch though as well as the road rash and my throat," Steve said.

"Man, life just keeps kicking the shit out of you, doesn't it?" Robin asked.

"Out of all of us, but I feel like some good luck is being sent my way," Steve said, smiling.

"Eddie and Chrissy?" Robin grinned.

"Yeah, our first official date is in a couple of weeks," Steve said.

"Ooh, what are you going to wear?" Robin asked.

"Well, I was thinking Eddie's vest, Chrissy's cheerleading skirt, and nothing else," Steve said.

"Good choice," she said wisely while Vickie giggled at her feet.

"I do not want to be hearing this," Lucas groaned.

"So, if I asked you to put on a skirt, you wouldn't?" Max asked.

"Well, uh, I - " Lucas stuttered.

"Relax, stalker, I'm fucking with you," Max laughed and Lucas breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, there was screaming coming from the kitchen and the sound of metal kitchenware crashing. Eddie's laughter soon followed.

"I'm not even going to worry about it," Steve said, leaning against Robin.

A moment later, Eddie entered the living room and plopped down on the floor at Steve's feet, next to Vickie.

"I have been banned from the kitchen for life," Eddie said with a scoff. "Can you believe that?"

"Yes," Robin, Steve, and Max said.

"Whatever. Chrissy can stay forever, apparently. She reminds Dustin of his mother, and he's a huge mama's boy," Eddie said, rolling his eyes but smiling fondly.

Eddie had just taken off Steve’s shoe and began rubbing his feet when they heard the front door open. Nancy came in with Jeff, Frank, and Gareth. She was holding a notebook in her hand and beaming with pride.

"I finished it. The article," Nancy said.

"The article?" Eddie asked.

"On you and Hellfire," Nancy said.

"Oh, is that what all those questions were about yesterday?" Eddie asked.

"Yes," Nancy laughed, and she gave him the notebook.

"It's really fucking good, man," Jeff said as he plopped down on the floor and pulled Gareth against him.

Eddie's eyes scanned the page and he beamed with pride, kissing the paper.

"Oh, Wheeler! Marvelous! We should have this framed!" Eddie exclaimed.

"I still need to turn it in," Nancy said, laughing.

"Right," Eddie said, handing her back the notebook, and then his head snapped to look at Jeff. "When did this happen?"

"Oh, you know, it just happened," Gareth said, blushing.

"Cute," Eddie grinned, and Gareth scowled, flipping him off.

A few moments later, Chrissy came bounding into the living room with a smile on her face.

"The first batch of pizzas are in the oven," Chrissy announced.

Just as she said that, a knock on the door sounded. Steve watched as Eddie jumped up and began to count.

"We're all here, right?" Eddie asked. "I mean, besides Uncle Wayne and Matthew, they're both working."

Nancy was the one who went to answer the door, and everyone listened carefully as they heard the door open. Nancy let out a happy shriek. Suddenly, Nancy was pulling El, Will, and Jonathan into the living room. Behind them was a man with long hair. Steve assumed it was Argyle. As soon as El spotted Chrissy, she smiled and pulled her into a hug.

"Sister," El said.

"Sister," Chrissy grinned. "I'm glad we're finally meeting face to face."

"Me too. How are you?" El asked.

"Adjusting," Chrissy said. "Still not used to the fact that I have powers."

"I will help," El said.

"Thank you," Chrissy said softly.

Lucas had pulled himself off of Max long enough to hug Will and Mike tightly while Max moved to hug El. Dustin skidded into the living room, covered in flour.

"Will! Mike!" Dustin screeched and joined the group hug.

"Ugh, you're covered in flour. What have you been doing?" Will asked.

"Making pizzas," Dustin replied. "I have enough to make another one."

"Do you have pineapples?" Argyle asked.

"I think so," he said. "Pineapples on pizza?"

"Try it before you deny it," Argyle said. "It's okay, I'm a professional pizza maker. I'll show you how it's done, my little Hobbit friend," Argyle said.

"I like you already," Dustin said as they walked into the kitchen.

"Unbelievable, replacing me with another long-haired guy?" Eddie muttered. "Does he also smoke weed?"

"Actually -," Jonathan started to say, but Steve gave him a warning look, smirking.

"I would never put pineapples on pizza," Eddie muttered.

Steve knew he wasn't really jealous of Argyle, just still a little bitter about being kicked out of the kitchen. He smiled when Eddie slumped against his legs. Steve smiled and ran his hands through Eddie's hair. Will looked at him in surprise.

"Oh, Eddie's my boyfriend," Steve exclaimed.

"And mine," Chrissy giggled. "We're all dating."

"You can do that?" El asked.

"You can do whatever you want, sweetheart. . .well, within reason," Eddie grinned.

"Dustin's making pizzas, we're going to watch them while watching the Wizard of Oz," Chrissy said. "You should join us."

"I have not seen it," El admitted.

"Oh, you're going to love it," Vickie beamed.

"Alright, settle down there, Glinda," Robin said fondly as she ran her fingers through Vickie's hair.

Everyone got resettled in the living room as everyone made introductions that needed it. Just as the first batch of pizzas got done, someone knocked on the door.

"My turn! I'll get it," Eddie grinned.

He hopped up and bounced into the hallway. A moment later they heard him squawk loudly.

"Hey! Aren't you supposed to be dead?!"

A moment later, a figure appeared in the doorway. Steve didn't recognize him at first because he had lost a lot of weight and hair. He was also wearing a baseball cap. It was Hopper.

"Dad!" El sobbed.

She jumped up off the floor and threw herself into his arms. Joyce was watching fondly from the doorway. El cried heavily into his arms. Everyone let them have their moment, watching them in awe as father and daughter were reunited. El pulled away from to hug Joyce.

"I am glad you went to your conference," El said.

"How?" Will asked.

Hopper looked around the room with caution.

"Yes, everyone in the room has been through the recent shitstorm and has, in fact, been caught up," Eddie said, sitting back into his spot.

"I was held captive by the Russians for months," Hopper said.

Steve winced and rubbed his neck, remembering what they did to him and Robin. He couldn't imagine being with that for months. Jesus. There was a new respect for this man, a thousand times greater than the one before. How the fuck did he survive? As he watched El introduce Chrissy to Hopper and Joyce, he realized how he did it. He must really love them a lot to have helped get him through all that. There's nothing like the bond of family, and as he sat here surrounded by all these people, he realized they were his family. Home was anywhere, as long as you had the people you love by your side or in your heart. The same thought ran through his mind even two weeks later, as he sat at the picnic table with Eddie and Chrissy, having a picnic in the woods. There was no place like home.

And they lived happily ever after. . .

[steddiealltheway]

WIP Wednesday

pretend this isn't the fourth thing i've posted in the past like... two hours

but this is so cool! Thank you @zerokrox-blog for tagging me!

So this is a Soulmate AU that has been in my head for YEARS, and I've finally started writing it down so... here's the first chapter or maybe only part of it? I'm not sure yet. But here it is :)

A few weeks earlier… 

Steve sprints to the window, unlatching it easily and jumping through just to tuck and roll onto the soft carpet of Robin’s bedroom. 

“What the-” Robin starts to yell until she catches sight of Steve who holds a finger to his lips. He signals for her to close the windows and curtains quickly while he lays on the ground wiping the rain water mixed with blood out of his eyes. 

Robin quietly freaks out as she locks the window and pulls the curtain tight. She flicks on a lamp then digs under her bed for a first aid kit that makes Steve want to squirm away, but he can’t deny the need for some type of treatment for his wounds. As she’s carefully putting bandaids on what he assumes to be a large cut on his forehead, she whispers out, “What the hell happened?” 

Steve breathes out and does a quick assessment of himself. Nothing appears to be broken at the moment, but his vision is slightly swimming as the adrenaline wears off. He lets his eyes close as he leans into Robin. “Turns out I’m going to college with you after all.” 

He doesn’t have to open his eyes to know that she’s giving him a weird look, but he opens them to let her know he’s serious about this. “Robin, promise to never call me ‘Steve’ again, okay?” 

Robin freezes and lets her hand fall from where it was smoothing out a bandaid. “What?” 

“Please,” Steve pleads and looks around frantically. “Call me… call me…” his head is pounding and his stomach slightly churns, so he relies on the last thing he saw, a name too unique to belong to any soul, “Call me Keys.” 

“Okay… Keys,” Robin says testing out the name as Steve’s eyes lull shut. “Now tell me everything.” 

Now 

Moving in sucks. Well, moving Robin in sucks. Steve had told her that she didn’t need to pack her entire room, but she insisted, “Keys, I will not be returning home after my first twenty-four hours away from it! And maybe I’ll need the whistle I got in elementary school! You never know.” 

Steve just sighs and hefts up yet another box from his car, carefully glancing around for anyone familiar before heading up to Robin’s dorm. He curses the broken elevator but realizes it likely wouldn’t have been much help since everyone else is moving in at the same time. He swerves just at the last second as some hyper dude with long hair runs down the stairs past him and Robin. For some reason, he feels a weird draw to them, but they probably just remind him of Dustin who he would’ve yelled at to slow the hell down. He misses that kid. 

Steve huffs as he makes his way to the third story of the building and spots the door to Robin’s room slightly ajar. Robin shoots him a look and they rush over to it only to slow down as they approach. Steve sets down the box and riffles through it settling on grabbing a random plaque from... “Your fourth-grade spelling bee, really?” 

“It’s one of my greatest accomplishments!” Robin whisper yells at him and nudges his shoulder. 

Steve rolls his eyes but takes the plaque and holds it up. He holds up his hand signaling three... two... one... 

Steve shoves the door open and yells as a blonde girl starts to scream. Steve quickly realizes his mistake and puts the plaque down on a nearby table and holds his hands up. “Woah! Oh, shit. Sorry. You must be Robin’s roommate. I’m Steve,” he introduces himself cautiously holding his hand out. 

Only, the girl doesn’t take it. Instead, she seems frozen as she glances over Steve’s shoulder. 

Steve’s hand drops and he looks over his shoulder to see what's happening but he’s only met with the sight of Robin staring longingly at the other girl. Steve looks back at the girl and sees it. “You must be Chrissy,” Steve breathes out. 

The girl nods slightly, and happiness alongside jealousy churns in Steve’s stomach. “Well, it’s been great meeting you. And I’ll just... see myself out. Robin, we can get the rest of your stuff later. I’m just going to head to my dorm.” 

Robin slightly nods, mirroring Chrissy’s same nod from earlier, and Steve is almost positive that neither of them are getting any of what he’s saying. Damn soulmates. 

Steve heaves Robin’s box through the doorway and lightly shoves her in before closing the behind her. This is certainly not how he wanted his college experience to start. 

He rushes down the stairs and tries not to think too hard about the whole Robin finding her soulmate thing. Like, yes, it’s great. He’s glad she has the perfect roommate and a soulmate who clearly just by first looks is crazy about her. But this means... fuck. 

Steve might be abandoned. He knows it’s unlike Robin, but he’s heard the soulmate stories. Christ, they’re literally a person’s other half, so of course they’re going to want to spend all their time with them which leaves Steve... alone. Or awkwardly third wheeling, but the sight of happy couples makes him irrationally angry. 

Well, with everything, Robin says that he should be reasonably angry about the whole soulmate thing, but... 

Steve shakes his head as he climbs into his car and watches that same long-haired boy heave a box up towards the building. Eddie. A voice in his head unhelpfully supplies, and Steve shakes it away because that would be impossible. 

He forces himself to tear his eyes away and look at the campus map. Sadly, he and Robin aren’t living in the same residence hall, but the buildings should be about a five-minute walk away. He spots his building and takes a deep breath as he thinks about dealing with parking. Luckily, he only has about one trip worth of things with him. 

He finds parking and curses under his breath as he rechecks his dorm number and pockets the key they gave him a few hours earlier. He pushes around the few boxes Robin has left so he can get out his one box and old backpack. Hopefully his roommate doesn’t judge him too much. 

The trek to the building isn’t horrible from the parking lot, but Steve is definitely thankful that he lives on the first floor. 

He finds his room fairly easily and digs his key out of his pocket so he can unlock the door. He sighs when he finds it���s already unlocked and prepares to meet his roommate. He tries to appear pleasant as possible and even tightly smiles as he enters the room. Half of it is filled with weird shit like posters and drawings that Steve thinks that Dustin would like. And he’s definitely gotta ask why the hell he has a giant sign that says “Corroded Coffin.” He whistles low when he spots the guitar propped in the corner of the room. He knows nothing about instruments, but he can tell it’s well taken care of. 

The only thing that he finds odd is the lack of a roommate in the room, but maybe he’s in the bathroom or something. 

Steve doesn’t think too hard about it because he’s filled with relief of finally being alone so he can breathe. It’s not that he isn’t a social person it’s just... he needs time to process the whole Chrissy and Robin thing. More than anything he wants to rant to someone about it, but his options of ranting are: Robin. 

But there’s probably a landline in the common area and definitely pay phones nearby so he can call Dustin eventually. 

He tugs at the leather band around his right wrist for a few minutes as he thinks before realizing the anxious tick and trying to stop. He needs Robin to go back to flicking him in the head every time he does it. Soulmarks don’t like being suffocated he guesses. 

He unpacks the few things he has, stuffing the few pairs of clothes he has in the supplied dresser and slipping sheets over his mattress and making up the thin comforter (curtesy of Robin’s mom) and pillow (also Robin’s mom) to make the place look somewhat like a home. He gets a framed picture of him and Robin out of his box and puts it on his desk lastly before turning around and walking towards his door. 

He stops and takes a breath before turning around and taking in his sad display of a room, but he can’t help but smile. Nothing can be worse than his room from a few weeks ago. 

All the sudden, the door swings open and collides with Steve’s back causing him to stumble forward and curse. 

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you were...” the man trails off as Steve turns around. 

It’s the same long-haired guy he saw before, but close up he’s absolutely... 

Eddie. Soulmate. 

Steve’s entire being feels drawn to him, and it’s like he understands what all the soulmates mean when they say as soon as they saw them they just knew. And it feels so right. He’s somehow everything that Steve had always dreamed of since he first got his mark, and nothing at all like what he expected. He’s about to finally say that it’s him, it’s Steve, when he finally shakes himself out of it. 

No, it’s not him. It’s not possible. He’s already met Eddie. 

So, Steve sticks his hand out and says, “I’m Keys.” 

And something about his name must falter whatever is going on in the man’s head as he reaches out and replies, “Kas. Uh, you must be my s- roommate.” 

Steve smiles tightly as the label doesn’t rest well with him. He shakes his hand and can’t help but notice the way his hand feels right in his, but he’s also wearing a band around his wrist that kind of jostles with Steve’s and it feels so wrong like he needs to pry them both off- 

“My roommate who I just hit with the door. Shit, I’m sorry, man, I just got some crazy news that my best friend found her soulmate. At least, I think that’s what I was witnessing because she was just making out with this other girl, and I don’t know, I just kind of ran like hell. And I wasn’t thinking and bam hit you with the door,” Kas rambles out and it’s overwhelmingly endearing to Steve especially when he pulls his hair in front of his face and continues, “Sorry, man, I’m just kind of freaking out.” 

And Steve knows exactly what he means. “I can’t blame you. I just had the same sort of shit happen. My best friend just found her soulmate, and I’m at a loss. I know I should feel happy for her, but I can’t help but think I’m going to be abandoned or some shit.” Steve stops and wonders why the hell he’s talking so much and basically spewing his soul to a stranger. “Sorry,” Steve apologizes and shakes his head, “I don’t usually open up so easily.” 

“Neither do I, but that’s just because I have to keep up my dark and mysterious persona,” Kas says with a bright smile as he raises his hands and wiggles his fingers. 

Steve can’t help but laugh. 

Kas’s smile falls, but more in a dramatic way than a hurt way. “What? Do you not think I’m all dark and mysterious?” 

This makes Steve laugh even harder. He has no idea how this man with the energy of a hyper puppy and the biggest brown doe eyes he’s ever seen has ever appeared threatening or rather “dark and mysterious.” 

Kas sighs and frowns at him, but that just further drives home the point. Steve can’t help but try to stifle his laughter and reply as seriously as he can, “Oh, you’re dark and mysterious alright.” 

Kas lightly shoves him as a blush comes to his cheeks, and Steve doesn’t remember ever feeling so connected to someone as soon as he met them. He can’t help but think that Kas is thinking the same thing as they stare at each other, both smiling as something like hope stirs in Steve. 

He wishes more than anything that soulmates didn’t exist. 

“Hey, Kas!” 

“Keys!” 

Kas and Steve jump back as they stare at the two girls in their doorway who glance back at each other. “No way,” Robin and Chrissy both say together and laugh. 

It takes Steve a moment longer than everyone, but then he’s looking at Kas with wide eyes as he realizes how cruel and kind the universe really is. 

[estrellami-1]

Soft Touch Baby

Pt 1 | Pt 2 | Pt 3 | Pt 4 | Pt 5 | Pt 6 | Pt 7 | Pt 8 | Pt 9 | Pt 10 | Pt 11 | Pt 12 | Pt 13 | Pt 14 | Pt 15 | Pt 16 | Eddie’s POV | Song | ao3

(Holy shit, y’all, FIVE parts and the notes STILL aren’t slowing down and I’m not even a Steddie/ST blog. Y’all are STARVED for content huh 😂)

Steve is confused, scared—terrified—and pissed off.

They’d made it. They’d been done with it. Done with all the Upside Down shit but it turns out the Upside Down wasn’t done with them, with him, because now they’re back and there’s bats everywhere and Steve can’t find his nail bat, come on, where is it, it was right here—

There. He lunges for it, wraps his fingers around the handle, feels the splinters pressing into his fingertips. One swing. One bat down. Hundreds, thousands more to go. He moves on autopilot, swinging and smashing and stomping and doing what he can. It’s not enough. It was never going to be enough, but he can’t just sit idly by and watch the world end.

“Dustin,” he yells, because he can see him, right in front of him, and there’s bats everywhere and why isn’t he listening, he’s standing, he’s alive, so why—

And then Steve sees. His bat falls from numb fingers. He doesn’t register as his fingertips begin to bleed.

A trash can lid, with nails imbedded in it like Steve’s bat. A hand, lying limp, not but a foot away.

Steve follows the hand up to the rest of the body, not understanding, not wanting to understand, but his eyes move up, up, up without his permission, landing on Eddie’s face, and he doesn’t recognize the sound he makes, doesn’t recognize that he makes a sound at all.

“Eddie,” he whimpers. “No- no, please-”

Eddie’s eyes are open, staring unseeingly into the distance, but when Steve speaks they slide over to focus on him. “Hey, Steve,” he says, and his teeth are bloody but he’s smiling and Steve’s dam breaks, and the tears come, and he’s falling to his knees beside Eddie.

“Hey,” Eddie murmurs, “it’s okay,” but no, that’s not right, Steve’s not the one dying, he shouldn’t be the one needing comfort—

“Steve,” Eddie says again, stronger this time. His hand twitches, and Steve all but trips over himself to grab it.

“Eddie, no, you’re-” he chokes on a sob. Knows what Eddie’s going to say. Knows he can’t hear it. “You’re okay, you’re gonna be okay, you just hold on.”

“Steve,” Eddie says again, even stronger, and suddenly bats are attacking, clawing at his shoulders and torso and back and they descend upon Eddie like one of those Bible plagues, and Steve’s screaming, trying to help, and they’re on him again and—

He sits up with a gasp, and something in the dark room skitters back, and he can’t hear anything above the sound of his own gasps. He’s looking around for his bat, but it’s behind whatever moved back, so he looks around for something, anything, eyes wide, throat catching in panic by the time the figure raises its hands.

The creature moves forward, cautiously, hands out, but Steve still can’t see what it is, and he presses against the headboard, watching in barely contained panic as the creature begins to step towards him, slowly, until it’s sat on the foot of his bed.

His eyes flick up occasionally, towards the face, but they’re backlit and their hair is long and curly and something in Steve’s brain is saying it should be familiar but right now it just blocks their face even more.

Eventually his breathing slows down enough he can hear again, the blood stops rushing through his ears, and oh, God, he knows that voice, but that’s not possible, he’s dead, Steve watched him die—

“Didn’t die, Stevie,” Eddie murmurs. “You saved me. Saved all of us. C’mon, come back. I don’t know where your brain’s taking you but I do know it’s not fun, focus on me, on my voice, on my breathing. Wanna touch me? Make sure I’m real? Whatever you need. I’m kinda following your example here.”

Steve’s breath hitches again, and his hands are trembling and his throat is dry and his voice cracks but it works. “Eddie.”

“Right here,” he promises immediately, moving closer to perch on the edge of the bed, and Steve all but collapses on him, burying his face in Eddie’s neck and sliding shaking hands around his torso.

Eddie’s hands come up to rub his back, hold his neck, and Steve could cry, is crying, trying and failing to hold back the tears, giving up when Eddie leans in close and whispers, “I’ve got you.”

Steve falls apart, trusting Eddie to pick up the pieces.

Pt 6

[hellowhisperingstars]

Chapter Six: The Three Drink Rule

Summary: A night of music and baked good ends with some alone time with Eddie.

Pairing: Rockstar/Bar Owner!Eddie Munson x Baker!Reader

Words: 10.6K

Warnings: 18+ MDNI. Overuse of pet names, Y/N used, mention of drugs, alcohol and mentions of alcohol abuse, past child endangerment, cussing, dom/sub dynamic, dom!eddie, sub!reader, light bondage, thigh spanking, fingering, implied oral (f receiving), nipple play, fluff. I think that's all. Please let me know if I missed anything!

A/N: Chapter six! A very looooong chapter six! Sorry it took so long to get it out to you guys I was sick for a week and didn't have the attention span to do much of anything... But it's finished! Please let me know what you think!

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"Holy shit!" You exclaimed as you looked over at Robin with wide eyes.

“I know!” Robin said, nodding with a laugh. “It's pretty cool right!? They still play here occasionally just for fun. Seeing them in high school you would have thought they'd stay in the garage forever but here they are!”

“I haven’t been able to see them in concert yet!” You yelled back as you watched Eddie put his guitar over his shoulder and walked up to the mic. You were slightly distracted by the lights gleaming off the chains on his leather jacket.  

“Wow thanks guys. It's pretty awesome you guys still come out to see a bunch of old men play the same songs over and over.” He laughed with the crowd. “Also can we have a round of applause for our house emcee, Dustin Henderson! We've known that kid since he was fifteen. He looks exactly the same.” He chuckled as Dustin flipped him off with a grin as the crowd cheered for him, smiling Eddie adjusted the strap so his guitar sat just right. Looking back at the guys he smiled. “Let’s get this shit show on the road boys!”

The windows rattled and you could really feel the bass in your chest. Your breath caught as Eddie sang, he sounded exactly like he did on the cds. It took your breath away, seeing your favorite band live in such an intimate setting was enough to make you want to scream.

Eddie looked up at you as they played, sending you a wink that made you grin. The girls around you screamed, some rushed up to the stage, a few of them sent you glares and side eyes when they caught Eddie staring at you but you just watched in awe as he moved around the stage. Eddie looked so at ease up there. He was completely at home. The way the lights hit him made him look almost… ethereal. The unruly curls that he had pulled back into a bun shone like a halo around his head, even the sweat that started to drip only enhanced him. You were right when you told him he was beautiful. He was. So entranced by the band, well mostly Eddie, that you completely missed Lizzy sneaking up on you. You jumped as she pounced, throwing her arms around you.

“You're back!” She laughed as she looked up at Jeff as he played. He smiled at her which left her beaming.

“I'm back!” You smiled as you hugged her. Looking at her you laughed in excitement. “They're amazing!”

“Aren't they!?” She called back as the band played. Lizzy watched silently, completely unphased by them, having been on tour with them recently, she’s seen and heard it all. She knew all the boys pretty well by now and it didn’t take a genius to notice that Eddie was staring directly at you. Smirking, she leaned closer to you getting your attention. “Eddie can’t take his eyes off you.”

You stared wide eyed as you took a sip of your drink looking between her and Eddie.

“Don’t be so shy!” She laughed, playing with her necklace. It wasn’t a collar this round but a choker that held a pretty little pink rose against the hollow of her throat. It looked beautiful on her.

“I love your necklace,” You said with a smile trying to change the subject.

“Thank you! Jeff got it for me!” She giggled like she knew a secret you didn't get. 

You giggled too and you looked back up at the band as they took a small break before their third song. Eddie laughed at something someone in the crowd had yelled as he took a drink from a water bottle. You were so stuck on Eddie as he started to sing another song that you jumped when Lizzy held a shot in front of you. “Oh no! No! You got me fucked up last time!”

“You needed it!” Lizzy laughed. She wasn’t wrong in that regard. 

“Well.. I..” You faltered as you looked at Robin who was standing with her own shot in her hands. “Fine! But I am not going to let you get me trashed this round!”

All together the three of you tapped the little glasses on the bar counter and then threw them back. The strong taste of the liquor in that shot made you shiver and your eyes water slightly. “Holy shit!”

“Birdie, when did you get here?!” 

You looked up as Steve walked over and stood next to Robin behind the bar, his hands on his hips. 

Robin smirked as she looked between you two before cocking her head at him. “Dude. She’s been here for hours! We’ve been watching you fail at flirting with that girl. Why do you suck so bad?”

“First of all that’s a lie. She hasn’t been here for hours. I'm not an idiot,” Steve said, pouring some ice into a glass and setting it behind the counter to pull a napkin out of his pocket. “Second of all, I got her number. So you can shove it Buckley.”

Robin looked at the napkin before she nodded and dug under the counter for a moment bringing up an old white board, pulling off the marker taped to it before writing something down making Steve roll his eyes at her before going back to making the drink he had started. “It’s the dawning of a new era!”

“Why do you still have that?”

You looked at her curiously before she turned it around to show you with a laugh. Written on the board in black marker was two columns with a bunch of tallies on it. YOU RULE and YOU SUCK written on it with a line between them. The YOU SUCK section had two little clusters of five lines and the YOU RULE had only one line. And it was still wet. Biting your lip to keep from laughing you looked over at Steve. 

He pointed at you with no real heat to his stare. “Shut up.”

That made you laugh. Loudly. Your head was thrown back in complete glee which only got worse when Steve threw an ice cube at you. “I’m sorry!”

“No you’re not!” Steve argued as he went to give the drink to someone. 

“I’m really not.” You said to Robin and Lizzy who were laughing with you before looking back at the band as they played, a smile on Eddie’s face as he sang, you watched as his eyes lit up when your eyes met his. You smiled at him before holding up a hand in the devil horns symbol poking your tongue out at him a little with a wink. That only made him smile wider as he went ham on his guitar, his fingers flying from string to string.

Yeah he was definitely your favorite band member.  

They had played their set like they would any concert and by the time they were done with their last song the whole bar was going nuts. You cheered and clapped with the rest of them as Eddie thanked everyone again and headed off the stage with the rest of the band. He took a moment to climb the stairs out of sight and when he came back down he was empty handed and had removed his leather jacket letting you see his dark burgundy button up that was unbuttoned way too low with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Most of the tattoos that littered his chest and arms were on display and all you wanted to do was lick them. 

He smiled at you and was heading over when he got stopped by a pretty redhead in full punk regalia, her chest pushed sky high by a corset that showed off her very trim waist and her short black skirt left nothing to the imagination. He smiled as he nodded his head at her before posing for a photo with his arm around her waist in a respectful way, not too high nor too low to cop a feel. Something you can only call jealousy swarmed your chest as you watched the pretty girl get up on her tiptoes, pressing her chest into Eddie’s arm as pushed a kiss to his cheek before she slipped a piece of paper into his hand and smiled at him. How dare she… Eddie was… Eddie was… just a friend. Sighing you looked away, not wanting to see that girl flirt with him anymore, taking the last drink of your vodka and cranberry you put the glass back on the bar smiling tightly at Robin as she smiled at you a bit. Lizzy looked over at you with another shot in her hand but you just shook your head. “I have a three drink rule! I want my last drink to be a good one!”

“You and that rule!” She pouts. She doesn’t know the reason behind it but she agrees to stop force feeding you shots cause you put your foot down. In the end she shrugged and took both shots causing you to laugh.

“Jeff’s going to have your ass.” Robin said as she wiped down the counter in a newly opened spot at the bar. 

“Not if he doesn't know!” She called back to Robin with a smirk. Jeff always knew, doms seemed to have a sixth sense for this kind thing. 

Biting your lip you glanced over towards Eddie to see a few more girls and even a couple of boys have now surrounded him asking for photos and autographs. He took it in stride with a smile on his face as he posed and signed items for them. He was definitely a rockstar. But you couldn't sit there watching them flirt and paw at him anymore. You didn't like the jealous feeling clawing at your chest. It was suddenly too hot in the bar. You needed a moment to try and get over this feeling. 

“I’m going to step outside for a bit.” You called to the girls who looked over at you with a nod. Getting off your stool you pointed Lizzy into it. “Sit!”

“Yes, Ma’am!” She said with a small salute before taking your spot ordering another drink from Robin. 

Quickly you moved through the crowd and back out onto the patio. The cold air slapping you in the face as you take in a breath. You needed to pull it together, you had no claim over Eddie, no reason to get jealous of anyone flirting or touching him. You were friends. Friends that had sex and shared a few kisses. That's it. He had so many people he could choose from that were more his type, you listen to the same music, yes, but your styles were so different. You liked a cozier simple style where Eddie was very much a metalhead rocker. Leaning against a pole you crossed your arms. Plus you were supposed to fix things with Peter. That idea made you want to hurl. How could you possibly fix something you didn't think was broken?

“There you are..” A voice called, it had a slight rasp to it from use. 

Looking over your shoulder you blinked at Eddie as he came out onto the porch with you a few minutes later. “Here I am. You’re a very popular guy.”

“It's the hair.” He shrugged, putting his hands in his pants pockets. “What can I say, people dig it.” 

You giggled as you shook your head. “I bet. You were great up there. Can't believe I got to see you guys playing live. And for free? Damn, college me just died and went to heaven.” 

He laughed as he sauntered over to you leaning his shoulder next to yours on the pole. “I'm glad you liked it, I think I caught you singing along a few times. We do this sometimes. Keeps us from going crazy when we are not on tour.” 

“I get that.” You nodded as a slight breeze pushed your hair into your face. You reached up to tuck it behind your ear but Eddie got there first. The heat of his hand makes the skin on your cheek burn. 

“You okay?” He asked leaning in a bit, his hand now cupping your cheek fully. “You left the bar pretty quickly.” 

“I just needed some air.” You nodded. “It was pretty crowded in there. The heat got to me.” 'You got to me.'

“I see.” He said looking you in the eye. “Can I ask you something?”

“You just did.” You smiled as he rolled his eyes and laughed when he tugged at a lock of your hair. “Yes you can ask me anything.” 

“What's with that three drink rule you told Lizzy about the other night? I asked Steve but he told me I should ask you, that it’s personal.” 

You blinked for a moment before you nodded. “Yeah it is..”

“Then you don't have to expli-”

“It's okay. I don't mind.” You shook your head turning to sit on the front steps. Looking up at him you patted the spot next to you. “Or maybe you should get your coat first?”

He shook his head as he sat next to you, his arms on his knees. “Nah I'll be okay. I run hot, remember? Plus I’m pretty warm from the stage lights.” 

“Hmm,” You nodded again as you took a deep breath. “I have the three drink rule cause growing up my mom was an alcoholic. She's better now, and hasn't had a drink in well over ten years. But when I was younger I remember her drinking a lot, which I get, being married to my dad probably wasn't easy. He's… not easy to get along with. At first it was just a drink here and there on a bad day, then it was a few times a week, and eventually it turned into an everyday thing. From the moment she got up to the moment she passed out. It ruined my parents' marriage, among other things of course but that was a big part of it. My dad didn't even try to help her. He's not very… loving.”

“I've gathered," Eddie nodded.

“Yeah,” You laughed a little as you picked at a thread that popped up from the seam on your jeans. “After the divorce they shared custody of me. I would spend every other weekend with my mom but live at my dad's house for the week because of school and she would pick me up from school on the Fridays I stayed with her. She did better after the divorce, the drinking has slowed down but one weekend something happened, no one ever told me what exactly, but it set her off. When she picked me up from school she was plastered, I didn't want to get in the car with her but I didn't want to make a scene and embarrass her either. So I got in the car. I begged her to just pull into a parking space and sit for a while but she didn't.” 

Eddie turned so he was facing you completely, his back leaning against the handrail. He was listening intently. 

“Thankfully we didn't get into an accident but there were a couple close calls and we got pulled over. I was eleven and scared and I didn't know what to do so when the cops came to the window I just started crying. Mom got arrested, the car impounded, and when we got to the police station, I called my Nana to come get me. CPS got involved and Dad took her to court, he got full custody of me after that. The Courts made her go to rehab and AA, before she could see me again since her DUI also involved child endangerment. But she did it, she's been in recovery for a while now, she's faltered here and there but she kept going, met my step dad, Joel, in AA and they moved to upstate New York. They keep each other in check you know? Once I was old enough I started to visit them. We have a really good relationship now, I actually called her before I came out tonight. I made that rule for myself when I started drinking. I didn't want to wind up like my mom. I was scared that it was genetic I guess,” You shrug. “So for my own sanity and liver health I try to stick to three drinks. I love my mom but I don't want to go through what she did.” 

“I'm glad your mom got better and I'm glad nothing happened to you guys that day. Oh god Lizzy pushed so many shots on you the other night.” He said, pushing his face into his hands. 

You laughed, shaking your head. “It's fine. Letting loose once in a while won't kill me. Plus you kept me from driving home so thank you.” 

“I wasn’t about to let you even look at your car sweetheart.” He said, shaking his head before smirking at you. “You're a very giggly drunk. It's cute.” 

“Oh my god shut up.” You laugh a bit as you push at his knee.

“I mean it.” He chuckled and put the leg closest to the parking lot down before shoving his hand into his pocket to grab his cigarettes and lighter. Pulling one out of the carton he offers one to you but you shake your head. Placing the box in the pocket of his button up shirt he flicked open the zippo lighting his cigarette in a puff of smoke.

“Can I ask you a question?” 

“Shoot, sweetheart.” 

“What are your parents like?” 

Eddie faltered a moment flicking the zippo closed before putting it in his shirt pocket by his carton of cigarettes. He didn't like to talk about his parents much. “My folks… weren't great. Mom took off a little after my ninth birthday. I have no idea where she is or if she's even alive. Dad.. well dad’s in jail. Has been since I was… shit… like thirteen?” 

“I'm sorry, Eddie.” You said looking at the parking lot. “I shouldn't have asked.” 

“No, you're fine. You talk to me about your parents, it's only fair I talk to you about mine.” He said taking a hit of his cigarette before ashing it on the stairs. “Dad was a wreck after mom left, it’s almost like he forgot how to function. He wasn't a terrible dad before but he wasn't great either you know? Taught me a lot of stuff but never really took the time to understand me as a person. He was a handyman, could fix anything, cars, lights, drywall, you name it he could do it. He was smart like that. What he wasn't smart about was the drugs he chose to do, he got addicted to heroin and would do anything to get it. He stole cars, car parts, jewelry, cash, anything he could get his hands on. He tried to get me to help him swindle people and I picked up a lot of very bad habits from him. I can pick a pocket and hot wire a car just as easily as I can fix an engine or install a sink. He moved us around a lot in the few years it was just us. I think he was running from debt collectors. He got caught lifting an expensive sports car one day, that was his third strike so they tossed him in jail on a shit ton of charges he had racked up. Been in ever since.” 

“What happened to you after he went in?”

“I got sent to live with his older brother. My Uncle Wayne, he lives in Hawkins. I was with him until I was about twenty.” 

“That was nice of him. You're uncle I mean.” 

“Yeah, Wayne's great. He's the closest thing I have to a real dad.” Eddie laughed as he let the half gone cigarette hang from his lips. “He calls me son. He comes to watch us play when we’re on tour and we have shows nearby. He works the night shift at the plant and on his nights off he comes by to have a few drinks sometimes. He's real proud of us.”

“As he should be.” You smiled. “You guys are so good.” 

“Thanks sweetheart.” He smiled. The entire time he told you about his parents he had been smoking and by now the end of his cigarette was coming close. He took one last hit and flicked the butt into the parking lot as he leaned his head back to let the smoke escape his lungs. His neck strained slightly and you had to look away because all you wanted to do was kiss it, bite it, leave your mark on it, as a warning to others. Fuck. This man was ruining you. “We should go back in. It's far too cold out here for pretty little ladies like you.” 

“Can we just sit here for a little longer?” You ask, cocking your head at him, batting your lashes just a little bit. You didn't want to see all those people flirting with him, your self esteem couldn't handle that. 

Chuckling he nodded and held his arms out for you. “Come get warm. I’ll be your own personal heater.”

You giggled as you scooted over to sit between his legs, your back to his chest, as he wrapped his arms around you. His warmth seeping into your back.

“Comfy?” He whispered in your ear sending a shiver down your spine. 

“Mhm,” You nodded as you cuddled in a bit more before looking at the dark sky above you to see it spotted with little lights. “The stars are pretty tonight.” 

“Yeah, they are,” He nodded, though you couldn't see it he wasn't looking at the sky. He was looking at you.

He was finally able to get you back into the bar about 20 minutes after that and for the rest of the night he rarely left your side. His arm was around your waist as you sat back at the bar with your last drink in hand. Eddie would step away every once in a while to smile and pose for photos and give out autographs when asked. You on the other hand couldn’t help but give Steve wide eyed looks as you sipped your drink trying not to look at the fans who would glare at you when Eddie was back at your side. What made you so special that you were getting all of Eddie’s attention? You were sure they were all thinking that and you could honestly say you didn’t know. You didn’t know what it was that drew him to you but you were just as drawn to him so you didn’t want to think about it anymore less you ruin your mood.

The night dwindled down and at two on the dot the bar was closed and locked up tight for the night; the only people left were the ones who lived in the building and Brandon. Gareth had left a bit earlier to go home to his wife, you remember giggling at him when you were introduced and he gave Eddie a teasing look while saying, ‘So this is Y/N…’. Eddie very quickly told him to shut up, his face turning a slight pink in embarrassment. 

Now you were all sitting at one of the areas by the stage that held three couches and a metal sound equipment flight case for a table telling each other all the stupid things you’ve done in your lives. Lizzy had just finished telling an embarrassing story of her first time meeting Jeff from where she sat on a couch next to him, his hand grazing up and down her arm as he laughed at her.

“It was so embarrassing!” She all but shrieked, shaking her head. “All I could do was lay there with my skirt over my head; panties on full display. I wanted the ground to just eat me.”

“I still thought you were beautiful, baby girl.” Jeff laughed as he pulled her back to kiss the side of her head.

You were sitting on the floor between Eddie’s legs where he and Steve sat on the smaller of the three couches, your head was leaning up against Eddie’s knee as you laughed at the story. His hand was in your hair twirling a lock between his fingers.  

“Your turn sweetheart.” Eddie laughed as he drank from his bottle of beer putting lightly on your hair. 

“I don’t think…” You snap your fingers before you laugh and look up at Steve. "Remember that one Halloween when I was like twelve and you were, what? Fifteen? We got in trouble with your parents and the chief of police because we stole every last pumpkin off someone's porch, carved the dumbest faces in them and then put them back?"

“That has got to be the most wholesome prank I’ve ever heard!” Lizzy said as she giggled. 

“What kind of faces?” Brandon asked as he chuckled into his beer bottle from where he sat on the stage.

“Oh god I can’t even remember I just know they were bad. I think one was just like two pinprick eyes and a line between them?” You asked Steve who nodded his head. Holding up your thumb and pointer finger you guessed at how big it was. “It was only this big. I remember it being on the biggest pumpkin too.” 

“God, that lady was so pissed. Screaming about how we ruined her perfect decorations.” Steve laughed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “We had to pay for new pumpkins, listen to Hopper go on a theft rant, and then we got grounded.” 

“We didn’t get any candy that year but that was still one of the best Halloweens,” You laughed as you looked up at Eddie with a grin.

He chuckled as he looked at you before leaning forward to put his empty bottle on the box, his chest meeting the back of your head and his hand traveled down a little to caress the skin around your collarbone before leaning back and looking over at Steve who was watching the two of you. “What?”

“Nothing.” Steve said with a shake of his head and a snort. Both of you were adults, you could do what you wanted. It was just weird seeing Eddie so head over heels for someone especially if that someone was you.

“Jealous?” Eddie asked as he brought his hand up off your head and placed it on Steve's knee. 

“Not even close,” Steve laughed, pushing Eddie’s hand off his knee. 

Everyone was giggling just as much, so it was clear this was not an unusual thing.

“Don’t be like that Chippy,” Eddie chuckled as he leaned towards Steve. 

“You can’t call me that!” Steve groaned, sending you a glare before looking back up at Eddie. He was used to this by now. Eddie liked to play chicken with him whenever he could.

“Harrington, you want me to kiss you so bad it makes you look stupid.” Eddie said getting closer to him, making kissy noises, Steve in turn just pushed him away with a hand to his face. 

“Shut up Munson.” Your cousin laughed rolling his eyes. “Someone else tell a story before I give Eddie a black eye!”

You all laughed and continued with your stories as you sat there just enjoying your night. Robin told you all about the time she tripped during a show for band in high school and how her trumpet went flying and landed right by the legs of the tuba player who tripped over it. It was all downhill from there; the entire band ended up laying on the grass of the football field. You couldn’t stop laughing. 

“Oh shit!” Eddie said suddenly as he sat up again with a smile on his face as he looked down at you. “I forgot you brought something.”

“Oh yeah!” You nodded, sitting up watching over your shoulder as Eddie stood up carefully so he wouldn’t hurt you as he moved around you to head through the bar. You smiled back at everyone as they watched him rush into the kitchen and then back out in only a few minutes. A lavender colored box in his hands.

“Y/N brought us something as a thank you for making her feel better about her shitty date!” Eddie called as he wandered back over placing the box on the metal case before he opened it for everyone to see the baked goods inside. He was eyeing one of those brownies something fierce and he was not above fighting someone for it.

“Sugar Cloud!” Lizzy clapped excitedly as she leaned forward on the couch. “This must have been so expensive, thank you!”

“Oh hell yeah!” Robin nodded as she got up to see if you had brought her favorite, her eyes lighting up when she saw the macarons.

“It wasn’t,” You laughed as everyone looked in the box to see what they wanted. 

“It’s their largest box though!” Lizzy said, grabbing a slice of strawberry shortcake and a lemon square for Jeff.

“Yeah, but I can just take them,” You shrugged before looking up at them to see they were all looking at you curiously. 

“Did you steal these?” Robin asked, blinking at you a macaron in her hand. 

“No! Can’t exactly steal something you made,” You laugh, shaking your head. Everyone looked at you in confusion. “Steve didn’t tell you?”

When all you got were blank stares and head shakes back you just smiled and pointed at your chest. “I’m the owner and head baker at Sugar Cloud.”

Steve practically giggled as everyone just starred and then like a shot they all started talking over each other. Lizzy was going on excitedly about how amazing your baked goods were and that they were her favorite. Jeff was just trying to get her to calm down a little bit as he laughed. Brandon was asking if you had made all of these. Robin was yelling at Steve for not mentioning it when they’ve all gone to the shop before and Eddie, well, Eddie was just smiling at you.

You laughed and nodded at all the noise. Leaning forward you crawled so you sat next to Eddie and started to point out all the ones you had made before grabbing a cupcake and handing it back over to Steve. “I made the lemon squares, brownies, and cupcakes. Ada made the shortcake and Tiffany made the macarons. I can't make those to save my life. She’s way better at it.”

“She went to culinary school and that was the only thing she ever failed at.” Steve snarked as he licked the frosting off the top of the cupcake. 

“Shush you!” You sniped as you sent him a playful glare. You were about ten seconds from shoving that cupcake in his face.

“They look amazing, sweetheart.” Eddie grinned as he grabbed the brownie out of the box. Shit did he love chocolate. “Thank you.”

“Thank you guys for keeping me sane the other night.” You smiled as you moved back to lean on the couch watching everyone enjoy their treats. “You should all come by the shop soon! I give friends and family discounts!”

The rest of the night went by quickly, everyone filling up on sweets until they were about to be sick and soon it was just you and Eddie downstairs. You had excused yourself to the restroom and when you came back out you looked up at the clock behind the bar seeing that it was almost three thirty AM. It was late.. Or early? You didn’t want to think about it.

“I should go.” You said looking at Eddie as you walked back towards where he sat on the couch. 

“You don't have to.” Eddie said shaking his head he really didn't want you to leave. “Not like I have anything to do tomorrow. Best thing about being on break is that I get to be lazy.”

You chuckled as you sat next to him on the couch in Steve’s vacant spot. Leaning back on the arm of the couch you pulled your legs up to tuck under you comfortably as you cocked your head at him. “Must be nice. Being laaaaazy all the time.”

“Oh it’s great!” Eddie said, chuckling, turning so he can pull on leg up on the couch to face you. His right arm settles on the back of the couch so he can lean his head on his fist. “Rest up now so when we have to get back to it we have the energy to create a whole new album, deal with press releases and interviews and concerts!” 

“That sounds exhausting.” 

“It can be. Lots of late nights and early mornings. Record label execs yelling at you, but you kinda just learn to shrug it off and go at your own pace or you get stuck making something you hate in the end.” 

“Nothing worse than hating something you put so much time into.” You said somberly as you watched him nod. For the first time since you met it was quiet between you two, you both were just sitting there watching each other. Your eyes drifted down from his eyes to his plush lips to his bobbing Adam's apple. So distracted were you that you didn’t notice Eddie was watching you too from the flustered look on your face to you biting your bottom lips slightly as you thought.

"Wanna play a game?" He asked suddenly out of nowhere with a grin.

Blinking, you looked over to him and cocked your head to the side with a small grin. “What kinda game?”

“20 questions.” 

You laughed as you shook your head at the suggestion. “Sure. Let's play.” 

You both went through the normal questions, full name, age, zodiac sign, what you wanted to be when you grew up, if you have any siblings, and your favorite animal. You know the safe questions. But it soon moved to the good questions, the ones that you only asked best friends at sleepovers.

“Who was your first kiss?”

Taking a sip of the soda that Eddie had grabbed for you not long ago at the start of your game, only after he teased you about how you had been a good girl about keeping to your three drink limit and drinking the water he gave you. Laughing you sighed, “Oh man.. his name was Eric Johnston. Sixth grade. He used waaay too much tongue for an eleven year old.”

The laugh that left Eddie could only be described as a cackle. “Gross.”

“What about you? Same question.”

He seemed to hesitate for a moment before he took a good drink of his own soda. “His name was Tony Owens. A kid I knew when I was twelve in Missouri with my dad before he went to jail. He found out and he moved us out of the state pretty quickly after that.”

“Oh so you’re…” You started to say but he just shook his head making you stop mid-sentence.

“Uh, no,” He smiled, shaking his head, looking almost shy. Which seemed weird for him. “We wouldn’t have had sex if I was sweetheart. I’m bi. I don't care about the parts anyone has or how they identify. If we are both into it. I will fuck you. Don’t matter to me.” Eddie swished his glass around nervously. “Does that bother you?”

You shook your head with a grin, “Nope. Why would it?”

“A lot of people don’t like the idea of a dude kissing or fucking another dude.” He shrugged as he downed the rest of his drink.

“That doesn't matter to me.” You said looking at your glass before looking up at him through your lashes. “Who you are attracted to doesn’t determine who you are as a person. So, no, it doesn’t bother me.” 

He looked you in the eye, pleased with your answer. Leaning forward he placed his empty glass on the floor. “I saw you looking at Lizzy’s collar the other night.”

“That wasn’t a question.” You laughed while taking a drink to hide your grin. You knew he had noticed. 

“It’s not. More of an observation.”

“I'm sure it doesn't surprise you, considering New Years Eve.” 

“It doesn't. I’m curious though. Is that something you're interested in? Not so much the collar but the idea behind it?” Eddie asked. He wanted to explore this with you, if you were willing to take the journey with him. 

“You mean like BDSM?” 

“Mhm,” He nodded watching you as you licked your bottom lip, your hand twirling the glass around so the ice clinked as it swirled. 

“I’m… interested.” You sigh, trying to think how to word this. “I read a lot of romance novels about it and I’ve experimented a little in college with a few people but it wasn’t like I expected you know? It was mostly just getting tied down and having sex. Which was fun, don't get me wrong, but it didn’t have the right feeling…”

“You want structure, rules, not just some kinky fun every once in a while.”

“Exactly.” You nodded as you took another drink of your soda and giggled after you were done. “It’s so weird saying all this out loud and not feeling like you’re about to reject me. I’ve had a few people lose interest in me when I express interest in this kind of thing.”

“It’s hard to lose interest in someone when you have the same interests, sweetheart.” He said with a grin. Leaning towards you he gently took your glass from your hands and placed it carefully on the ground next to his empty one. “Would you maybe wanna come upstairs with me? Give it a shot?”

You blinked at him for a moment before a smile spread on your face and you nodded.

Chuckling, Eddie shook his head and pushed some of your hair from your face. “I need your words sweetheart. You gotta say it.”

“Yes, take me upstairs Eddie.” You all but whispered, your heart pounding in your ears as you watched him smile so wide. Your eyes never left his as he stood up from the couch and held his hand out for you which you took and allowed him to lift you from the couch. Just like on New Years you followed him up the stairs, past the photo of Ruby who you said a quiet hello too, and around the walkway to his room. 

He let you in first and closed the door behind you, switching the lock in place. You smiled when he flipped the light on and turned to look at him over your shoulder. “So what do you have in mind?” 

“You’ll see.” He smirked as he moved closer to you, his hands coming up to your jaw to cup it lightly and dropped one kiss, two, three, to your lips. “I just wanna play a little. Nothing crazy, just some light restraints and I’ll only use my hands and my mouth tonight. If this is something you want we can have a conversation and go from there. I don’t want to scare you.”

“You won't.” You shook your head slightly with your eyes closed, your noses touching as you breathed each other in. “I trust you.”

“I wanna go over some safewords with you.” Eddie said as he put his hand in yours and pulled you towards the couch. “You know about safewords, yeah?”

“Yeah,” You nod as you take a seat. “If I say them it makes everything stop.”

“Good girl,” He smiled at you. You liked when he praised you. “I like to use the stop light system. Green is good, yellow is slow down, and red is full stop. You with me so far?”

Nodding your head you let the information sink in. “Yeah, I’m good.”

“Repeat them for me.” 

“Green is good, yellow is slow down, and red is stop.” 

“Good. Very good. Remember those, they’re important. I usually have my subs call me by an honorific but we’ll skip that tonight.” Eddie said as stood up from the couch and wandered around his bed towards the dresser that sat under the window, pulling open the top drawer he hummed as he looked inside. He wanted something that would give you a taste but not scare you, so the rope was pushed aside for another day. His hands fiddled around with some other things that you couldn’t see as he decided what he wanted to use. Looking over his shoulder at you he had a small wicked gleam in his eye before he looked back into the drawer. “Oh, and if you wanna cum you gotta ask permission. Got it?”

You tried to get a peek of what he had going on over there but he was successfully blocking you. Taking a small breath you nodded your head. “Got it.”

“This will work.” He said to himself as he turned all the way around so you could see what he had in his hands. A set of leather cuffs. Leaning against his dresser Eddie looked at you fully now with a grin. "One more suggestion sweetheart. If you have to use the bathroom, do it now. Cause once these go on they’re not coming off until I'm done with you."

You breathed a laugh before you got off the couch and took a few steps towards the bathroom. "Then I'll go just in case."

You took a moment to use the restroom and when you came back Eddie had unbuttoned the last two buttons on his shirt so it hung open showing the entirety of his chest and the little trail of dark hair that disappeared into his pants, it made your mouth water. Biting your lip you eyed him a moment as he looked up at you from unbuckling the cuffs in his hand. They were thick black cuffs with a short chain in between them just big enough for his hand to fit if he grabbed them.

“Hey. We don’t have to do this.” Eddie said, letting the cuffs dangle from his hand as he walked over to you, placing a finger under your chin to lift your face up so he could look into your eyes. “We can just go to bed or something.”

“No, I want to.” You muttered quickly, your hand coming up to hold his wrist. “I want to try. With you.”

"Okay. You remember your safe words?"

"Yes,” You nodded.

“Good girl.” He smiled, slowly he brought the cuffs up to hang off his shoulder. His hands came up to hold your cheeks as he pushed the hair away from your face. 

“We’ll try just the cuffs tonight. Don’t be afraid to say the safewords, I won't be upset.” He muttered as he leaned down, placing his lips to yours in a hungry kiss backing you up towards the bed. 

You kissed him back just as fiercely, your hands moving as far into his hair as his bun would allow grabbing little handfuls making him groan at the feeling of his hair being pulled. You moaned into the kiss giving him enough of an opening to give your lip a little bite. 

“Can I take this off?” He asked against your lips as he tugged at the bottom of your shirt, smiling when you let out a soft yes.

Pulling back a bit he hummed at your slightly breathless state as he grabbed the hem of your shirt, lifting it up over your arms and head before tossing it behind him before settling his hands gently on the sides of your neck. Smiling he pushed a kiss to your lips once more as he ran his hands down your shoulders and arm to grab your wrists in his own hands watching you carefully as your breath hitched in your throat. “Ready?”

“Yeah,” You nodded as you looked him in the eyes. “Yeah, I’m ready.”

“Okay,” He said as he moved his hand off one of your wrists and pulled the cuffs from over his shoulder. He worked quickly but gently, buckling the cuffs to hold you firmly, making sure he could still fit two fingers between the cuffs and your skin. “How does that feel? Too tight?”

“No, it feels good.” You said looking at your bound wrists. The leather was softer than you expected and just looking at it made tiny bolts of pleasure shoot straight to your core. "What now?"

“Now? Now, I'm going to play to my heart's content. I wanna see how many times I can get you to cum until you are crying for me to stop.” Eddie cocked his head at you with a sly grin as he watched you pull on at the cuffs experimenting with your movement. The little clinks of the chain between them is the only sound for a few minutes. You weren't the only one affected by this, Eddie shifted a little trying to adjust the tight feeling in his pants as he watched you. Seeing the look of uncertainty in your eyes when you looked up at him, he narrowed his eyes. “Has no one ever done that before?” 

Shaking your head you looked at anything but him. “Uh, no?”

“Really? No ones ever made you cum more than once?”

“Well no,” You shrugged awkwardly in your bonds. “The few guys I was with in college were pretty much one and done. Only two people have ever made me come twice and that was a guy from culinary school and you on New Year's."

“Jesus Christ.” Eddie said, shaking his head. Placing his hand gently on your chest he pushed you back onto the mattress making you land on it with a bounce, a little laugh leaving you. Your jean clad legs are still hanging off the side of the bed. He took a moment to remove all the rings from his fingers, placing them in a tiny bowl on his nightstand. “Point me towards these guys cause holy shit..” 

"What would you do if I did?" You smirked up at him watching as he moved back over towards you pushing your knees apart so he could stand between them.

"I'm just gonna talk to ‘em." He murmured as he grabbed the chain between your cuffed hands and stretched them above your head giving you a little smirk as he looked down at you, his whole body leaning over you so you felt his chest against yours. The fabric of your bra scraped against his nipple piercings as his guitar pick necklace swayed against your throat slightly. “Do not move these or I will tie you to the bed so you can't move at all. Understand?” 

“Yes.” You nodded breathlessly, a warmth flaring on your cheeks as you felt how wet you were getting, he hasn’t even touched you yet! 

He just smirked as he trailed his fingers down from your wrists, over your forearms and triceps, to your shoulders chuckling to himself as you squirmed when he hit your armpits. “Ticklish?”

“No…” You gasped out making him snort as he did it again which only made you try and squirm away from him but he just grabbed your hips tutting at you to stay still. “Okay... Maybe.”

“Yeah, I thought so." Eddie said as he continued with his soft caressing. His fingers moving down to your chest pinching and plucking at your nipples through your bra before he grabbed the cups and pulled them down, manhandling your breasts until they sat over your bra which pushed them up for easier access. His thumbs brushed over your nipples gently before he gave them a sharp pinch that made you gasp, your back arching just a bit at the pain as it slowly slipped into pleasure, your panties were now definitely starting to get soaked. He let his thumbs caress your nipples gently almost like an apology. “Guys these days don’t know how to treat a lady.”

“Tying them up and having your way with them?” You asked breathlessly, trying your best to look down at him through your half lidded eyes. Your body was buzzing.

“Only if they are very good little girls. Or very bad if that’s how they wanna play it.” He smirked, giving your breasts a quick squeeze before he continued to trail his fingers down your stomach to the button of your jeans. Tucking his fingers under the top of them he gave you a look waiting for your go ahead and when you nodded with a smile and a quiet yes, he undid the button and zipper on your pants and grabbed the sides pulling them down over your hips, thighs, calves until he was catching your converse with them pulling those off as well as your socks. Tossing everything to the side he let out a low whistle as he looked you over. Arms cuffed and resting over your head, hair tossed, breasts out and pushed up by your bra, and the wettest pair of panties he has seen in a while. “Look at you.”

Your eyes closed as you felt his hands on your thighs slowly pushing them apart so he could get a good look at your ruined underwear. His fingers dug into the meat of your thighs slightly before he moved them up to softly caress you through the fabric hiding you from him. A small whine left you at the feeling of his fingers swirling over your clit, your hands grabbing at the sheets under you to keep your hands where Eddie had placed them. You didn’t want to disappoint him. A quiet moan slipped past your lips when his fingers started to move faster on your little bud. The friction of your soaked panties only ramped you up a bit. “Ah… Eddie..”

“That feel good, baby?” He asked as he glanced up at you trying to gauge your reaction by facial features. You looked a little pathetic, your eyes half closed, a warmth started to simmer under your skin, bottom lip pulled between your teeth as you moaned out a quiet "uh huh". He loved it. Smirking he mocked you a bit by copying your little uh huh with his own. "Yeah I can tell." 

“Eddie…” You sighed as you felt the pressure in your tummy start to build. It felt good but it wasn't enough, you needed the barrier of your panties gone. “Eddie… please.” 

“What sweetheart?” He said as he moved his fingers away from your clit to cup your mound making you gasp, his middle finger rubbing your entrance through the soaked cloth, he leaned over you then his hand next to your head to support himself. “Need something?”

“Please.. please touch me…” You whined breathlessly looking up at him. “Eddie please.”

“I am touching you.” He smirked. He was enjoying this, you could tell. His hand moved so he could go back to circling your clit making your back arch slightly, your chest practically touching his. 

“Ha,” You whimpered. Your cheeks burned at the attention. Your embarrassment was obvious, you couldn't say it. It only made him smile more. He liked hearing you beg. The bulge in his pants said so. “More. Please. More.” 

 “If you want something you gotta use your words.” He muttered into your ear as he started to kiss and nip at your neck, his teeth leaving little red marks in his wake as he trailed down the column of your neck to your collarbone sucking a hickey on the spot, getting more into it as you moaned. “Come on baby. Tell me what you want.”

“Off..” You mumbled as you felt that coil inside you start to get just slightly tighter. “Underwear off.. Please.”

“See that wasn’t so hard now was it?” He cooed at you as he slipped his fingers from your clit and tucked them under the elastic, his entire body moving away so he could pull them from you and tossed them somewhere behind him. His fingers were back on you in seconds, running up and down your wet folds, he made a little sound in his throat that if you were in your right mind you would have realized was a little whine of his own. “You're so wet baby. This all for me?” 

“Yeah,” You nodded as you bucked up again, feeling much better now that the little barrier was gone. “All yours.” 

“Damn right it is.” Eddie chuckled, giving the inside of your thigh a light smack that made you jump. He leaned over you again making you glance up at him as he poked your bottom lip with his fingers. “Get them nice and wet for me babe.” 

Your mouth dropped open and you moaned when he pushed them past your lips to sit on your tongue. You took your time licking and sucking on his fingers, your spit coating his digits. You could taste yourself on them. You’d never done this before but you couldn’t say you hated it. It made you want to clench your thighs together to get even the tiniest bit of relief but his damn hips were in the way and you couldn’t close your legs. 

He watched with shallow breaths as you sucked on his fingers your pupils were blown with lust, just like his, he was sure of it. Slowly, so slowly, he pulled his fingers from your lips, a small string of saliva still attached to your tongue. He let a few words of praise fall from his lips that had you keening. You felt him trace your entrance a few times before pushing a finger into your heated core, your walls clenching down at the intrusion. His other had rubbed the skin on your pelvis as he cooed at you. “Relax sweetheart. Let me in, I got you. It’s okay.”

Taking a deep breath you forced your wound up body to settle down letting Eddie push farther into you until he was satisfied. You heard his quiet “there we go” as he pulled his finger back out just to push it in again. His finger was so thick and he felt so fucking good. Your breathing started to pick up as he continued to torture and tease you adding the second finger in with the first making you feel so full. You felt yourself hurtling towards the edge and you moaned a little louder than you expected as your brain started to feel just as fuzzy as your body. Looks like his earlier teasing got to you more than you had expected if he was able to get you here so quickly. “Eddie.. Oh god.. Eddie.. Close.. So close.”

“Something you gotta ask me sweetheart?” He smirked as he pushed his thumb onto your little button, swirling it around as his middle and ring finger pumped in and out of you, his fingers curling to hit that spongy little spot inside you that made you see stars. He remembered exactly where it was from last time. Had practically memorized it just in case. He knew you were close; he could feel your walls sucking him in, getting tighter and tighter. 

Ask him? Shit! You couldn’t think. Fuck what did he say!? You were so close you could taste it, that coil pulled so tight you could snap any moment now. Fuck… Fuck.. FUCK! ‘If you wanna cum you gotta ask permission. Got it?’  THAT WAS IT! “Fuck.. Eddie.. Can I cum? Please? Pleasepleasepleaseplease..”

“Well since you asked so nicely.” He snarked and moved his fingers faster, feeling as your legs started to shake. “Go on baby. Cum for me. You can do it.”

All you saw was white as you came, a back arching, toe curling, mind melting orgasm that left you breathless as he continued to play with you through your high. You barely heard him as he praised you the whole time while you came down. 

“That’s it baby,” He muttered at you as you started to twitch from overstimulation on your poor lady bits. “Good girl. Such a good girl for me aren’t you? Did so good. Proud of you.”

All you could do was nod as your hands released the sheets you were white knuckling. You whined when he pulled his fingers out and brought them to his own mouth, sucking your slick from them. It left you panting. 

You felt the bed move as he laid next to you, his hand coming up to push your sweat soaked hair from your forehead as he made his way up to check on your cuffed wrists. His hand falling into your open palm. “You okay? Can you squeeze my hand for me sweetheart?”

You heard him chuckle when you did. Blinking your eyes open you looked over at him. 

“Hi.” He smirked.

“Hi.” You smiled. “Holy shit.”

“You good?”

“Mhm.” You nodded.

“Good.” He muttered as he rolled so he was now sitting up straddling your pelvis, but he wasn’t crushing you, he took extra care to make sure he wasn't putting any weight on you. “Cause that was only one.”

“What?”

He pouted at your shocked expression. “Remember? I told you, I was going to make you cum until you were crying for me to stop. You’re not crying yet baby.”

“Fuck.” You chuckled as you closed your eyes again.

“Such language from such a pretty little thing.” He tutted as ran his finger tip down to your nipples again, pinching them between his thumb and forefinger before he leaned down to suck one into his mouth, his thumb rubbing circles on the other. He looked up through his lashes at you with a wicked smile on his face as he let go of your nipple with a pop. “Now, let's see how many I can get out of you.”

Five. No six. No… You didn’t remember. By the time you practically screamed your safeword at him he had gone to town on you. Your neck and chest were covered in hickeys, nipples sore and throbbing from all the licking, biting, and pinching he had put them through, you could still feel his tongue on your clit and his fingers inside you making your walls clench. Your thighs are red and stingy from the slaps he gave you when you moved your hands as he ate you out. His sharp "Where should your hands be?" A not so gentle reminder. At one point you had moaned so loudly that he had to cover your mouth with his hand to make sure you didn’t wake anyone up. You tried to get your breathing under control, your mind and body in a sleepy daze, your muscles twitching as you came down. 

You whined and tried to squirm away from him as he ran a warm washcloth over your overstimulated cunt but he only shushed you gently muttering sweet nothings to you as he cleaned you up. You were so close to being asleep you barely registered it as he sat on the bed pulling you onto his lap so he could carefully unbuckled the cuffs around your wrists, tossing them on the dresser, and then unclasping your bra tossing that onto the floor with the rest of your clothes. Gently he started to massage the life back into your arms. 

“You with me, pretty girl?” 

Taking a deep breath you nodded your head, eyes heavy as you looked up at him. You could feel how hard he was against your back. “I’m here. Need me to take care of that?”

“Hmm?” He asked as he moved his hands up to massage your biceps and shoulders. 

“You have a hard on. I can take care of it for you.” 

"Nah, you're okay sweetheart. Tonight was about you anyway, I can deal with a boner. I haven’t died from one yet." He laughed as he pulled you close so your back was up against his warm chest as he leaned back on his pillows that he had propped up against the metal headboard. Leaning over he grabbed the little bottle of gatorade that he placed on the nightstand along with some fruit snacks before he cleaned you up. Cracking it open he brought it to your lips. “Drink this for me okay? You did so good. So proud of you for using your safeword.”

You hummed at the praise as you settled into his lap. You took the bottle from him in your shaky hand taking small sips of the cool liquid. 

“So what did you think?” Eddie asked as he nuzzled his face into your neck leaving little kisses, his arms winding themselves around your torso. “Too much?”

Chuckling, you shook your head lightly as you sipped more of your drink. “No, it was great. Everything I wanted it to be.” 

“I didn’t scare you?” 

“Not even once.” You muttered lifting your hand up to play with his hair. It had fallen out a bit while you were playing. 

“Good.” He smiled as he looked over at his clock. “Damn, it’s almost six in the morning.”

“Holy shit.” You said looking up at the clock as well before looking up over your shoulder at him. “Should I crash in a guest room?’

“Absolutely not.” He said with a shake of his head. “You’re stayin’ right here where I can keep an eye on you. Don’t want you dropping.”

“Dropping?”

“Sub drop.” Eddie said, grabbing a pack of fruit snacks from his nightstand. Ripping it open he held it out to you watching as you started to snack on them, the hand not holding the bag rubbed up and down your arm. “It happens sometimes after an intense scene. You got so many feel-good hormones goin’ on in your body that when you even out and feel normal again you can slip into a depression when all the euphoric feelings are gone. I don’t want you to be alone right now. So you’re staying right here with me.”  

“Okay,” You nodded as a yawn made your jaw crack. 

“Sleepy girl.” He smiled down at you. “I wore you out.”

In almost no time you finished the fruit snacks and the gatorade and once again found yourself in Eddie’s Iron Maiden shirt. When he brought it upstairs you have no idea but it was comfortable and familiar. You used the restroom and opened the door so you could both brush your teeth. You took a moment to poke him in the side with a small laugh when you realized he kept the brush you used the other morning in a cup next to his on the bathroom counter. He just winked at you.

Soon you were crawling onto the bed, flopping down in a very unladylike manner onto the pillows as a wave of tiredness hit you. You stretched groaning at your tense muscles and you watched Eddie as he got ready for bed. He pulled off the open button up completely, tossing it on the floor before working on his pants leaving him in just his boxers, you licked your lips at the sight. Pulling the hair tie from his hair he pulled the blankets back and got comfortable.

“Come here you.” Eddie muttered as he tucked the both of you into his bed, his arms open in invitation and you took no time in cuddling up to him, your head on his chest, his heartbeat in your ear. His arm went around your shoulders pulling you close. You decided right then that you were not going to fix anything with Peter. There was no way in hell that you would. Not when you could have Eddie.

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The Lady and the Lord

Chapter 4

Eddie munson x fem!reader

This is a repost since the old blog doesn't work anymore. 🥰

Chapter summary: some plans are made, the reader goes to check on Eddie and, unfortunately, it seems to be Max's time.

Chapter warnings: spoiler season 4, mention of harassing.

Soon after Robin and Nancy arrived and Max got out of.. trance.

She told us about hearing a voice calling her name and seeing a grandfather clock.

"It was here. RIght here" She says pointing her torch to a wall in the hallway.

"A grandfather clock?" Robin asks.

"It was so real. And then when I got closer, suddenly I just.. I woke up." She explains.

"It was like she was in a trance or something" Dustin adds.

"Just like Eddie said" I say.

Max turns to look at us. Scared.

"That's not even the bad part"

With that she lead us back to Ms Kelly's office showing us Chrissy's and Fred's file.

"Fred and Chrissy, they both came to Ms Kelly for help. They both were having headaches, bad headaches that wouldn't go away. And then..then the nightmares. Trouble sleeping. They'd wake up in a cold sweat. Then they started seeing things. Bad things. From their past. These visions... they just, they kept on getting worse and worse, until eventually...everything ended" Max explains, fear dominating his voice.

I don't like where this is going..

"Vecna's curse" Robin says.

Yeah... I don't like where this is going.

"Chrissy's headaches started a week ago. Fred's, six days ago. I've been having them for five days."

Fuck... I feel my stomach turning, this can't be happening.

"I don't know how long I have. All I know is that, for Fred and Chrissy, they both died less than 24 hours after their first vision. And I just saw that goddamn clock, so..." She's breaths shakily, tears threatening to fall from her eyes. "Looks like I'm gonna die tomorrow."

Before any of us could say something, a loud noise catches our attention.

We all look at each other and Steve take charges.

"Stay here" he tells us walking to the door, grabbing what I think is a long lamp and head out of the office.

We obviously follow him out, carefully walking behind him.

We hear nother noise, like doors opening or something, then footsteps approaching, quickly.

Steve get ready to attack when from the corner a very agitated Lucas appears and they all yell.

"It's me" Lucas exclaims.

"Jesus! What's wrong with you Sinclair?" Steve yells back, catching his breath.

"I'm sorry"

"I could've taken you out with this lamp!"

"Sorry guys, sorry" He pants. "I was... I was biking for eight miles... just.. give me a second.. shit"

We all look at him confused.

"We've got a code red." He finally say, still panting.

"What?"

Lucas then walks to Dustin.

"Dustin, I've been with Jason, Patrick and Andy, and they've gone totally off the rails." He starts talking, fast "They're trying to capture Eddie, and they think you know where he is. You're in terrible danger"

"Fucking dickheads" I mutter.

"Yeah" Robin agrees.

"All right. Yeah, that definitely sucks, but we've got bigger problems than Jason right now" Dustin tells him, then turns to look at Max, Lucas does the same worried and confused at the same time.

We decided it's better to just go to Nancy's house and think of something to do.

I offered to go check on Eddie before heading to Nancy's... now I'm kinda regretting it.. on one hand I'm nervous to be alone again with Eddie, even if we get along, on the other hand I'm worried about Max and I don't want to leave her, but I can't back away now.

"Eddie?" I whisper, hoping he can hear me and won't be scared someone actually caught him.

"Eddie? It's Y/n." I open the boathouse door. "I brought you something"

I scan the room and I see him slowly emerging from under the tarp, the sight makes me giggle.

"Is that comfortable enough for you, my lord?" I ask with a giggle.

"Oh? That? Oh yeah, 5 starts out of 5, definitely" he says, a smile slowly appears on his face.

"Here" I walk closer to him handing him my Walkman and some cassettes. "To... keep your mind busy."

He looks at me smiling, genuinely.

"It helps me to distract myself.. if you want.." I shyly say.

He reach out and grabs the Walkman from my hand. Our hands slightly touching for only a moment, but it was enough... just enough.

"Thanks" he says checking my cassettes, with a grin. "Let's see what m'lady listens to"

"Are you going to judge me?" I joke.

"Oh, definitely" he says sitting down.

"Don't be too mean" I sit down with him.

All my nervousness thrown out of the window, completely disappeared.

"Aahh.. look at this. The Beatles, nice! you're into the classics.. that's good" he says impressed.

"My grandmother left her old vinyls at home so.. " I shrug.

"Bowie... not my favourite, but still a good one" he keeps looking.

"Mhmm" I hold back a chuckle.

"Oh...but... look..at..these..." he says, a smirk on his face. "We got: Metallica, oh! Mötley Crüe, Iron Maiden! Judas Priest and... Dio. Quite loud bands for someone as quiet"

"Yeah.. I guess"

"Hey, I'm not judging... far from it" he chuckles.

"Well.. you're not the only freak in town" I smile at him.

"But you're the only beautiful one" he winks.

He said that last part in a whispers.

"I.. you... you need to stop doing that" I stutter out looking away from him.

"Why? It gets you all flustered and cute.. I can't help myself" he says simply.

I'm glad he's smiling, though, even if it is at my expense.

I playfully roll my eyes.

"You're terrible"

"I've been called worse, you need to improve your game, m'lady" he teases, fully turning to look at me.

"Gotta need to teach me then, my lord" I tease back.

"Anything for you" he smiles wickedly.

"Anything? Careful, I just might take advantage of that." I say.

"Fine by me" he shrugs. "Are... are we flirting right now?" That smirk back on his lips.

I widen my eyes, biting my lips instinctively.

"I... I... I don't know.." I let out a nervous chuckle looking away.

He just smiles, probably enjoying my flustered face, but then he change the subject.

"Can I ask you something?" He asks me.

"Sure.." I say, still a bit flustered.

"Why.. why are you helping me?" He asks, all of a sudden looking away, feeling not so confident anymore.

"Well, we just-"

"Not them.. why are you helping me?" He asks again.

That catches off guard.

I look at him, he's fidgeting with his hands, nervously.

"Do you remember when we got paired up for history? Last year.. more or less."

He nods. "How could I forget?"

"Remember when we were at the library and Jessica Perry basically threw her orange juice, or whatever shut she was drinking, on me?" I ask him.

"She thought you had slept with her boyfriend for some reason.." he laughs at the absurdity of that situation.

"Yeah" I laugh too "I simply had to deliver his graded paper from math, that was it... the professor forced me since I was the last one in class when she remembered.." I roll my eyes.

"That's why I always run right out of class as soon as the bell rings"

"Oh I know" I say "anyway... I was soaked and you offered your leather jacket to shield me from the rain outside, even if it was the only thing you had to protect yourself, and even if it would mean having your jacket all sticky"

He just looks at me, not saying anything.

"My point is... you offered your jacket and you offered to drive me home, even if we live on the opposite side of town. Someone as kind as you doesn't deserve... this shit"

He smiled embarrassed and lets out a nervous laugh.

"You really think that? But... I might've changed and gone crazy" he suggests.

"Well, if you don't believe me.. here's my second reason: Dustin just doesn't become attached to evil souls.." I smile at him and he looks surprised, relieved.

"Thank you, m'lady" he says.

"You're welcome, my lord"

We just look at each other, he looks at me with affection and gratitude. He reach out to grab my hand but Dustin's voice stops him.

"Y/n do you copy?"

Dustin...

"Sorry" I tell Eddie, who just sighs.

"What a timing, Henderson" I hear him mutter.

"Yeah, I copy. What's up?" I ask grabbing the radio Dustin gave me before leaving.

"Are you coming back?"

"Steve... you know I'm a grown-up? Right?" I chuckle.

"I don't care, honey, it's dangerous and.. and" he starts.

"Stevie, Stevie.. I'm coming back soon, I promise. Calm down... jesus, you're worse than any mother" I tell him "I'm coming, bye"

And I put away the radio not waiting for an answer.

"Mommy wants you home, uh?" Eddie says.

"Apparently.." I roll my eyes.

"Okay" he says, a disappointed smile on his face.

"I'm.. I'm sorry." I look at him "I really am"

"It's cool, really, it's Harrington being a pain in the ass" he tries to laugh it off.

"Yeah" I laugh. "I'll come back as soon as I can.. I promise"

"You promise?" He asks, regaining that playful smile.

"Of course...you got my Walkman there" I say playfully, pointing at my Walkman.

"Right, gotta have to give it back at some point I guess" he chuckles.

"Definitely" I give him a smile before heading to the door.

"Wait" he says walking up to me. "Be careful out there."

He's looking at me with the sweetest smile and eyes I've ever seen. I could literally melt on the spot.

"Sure" I smile back.

I turn, open the door and walk out, before I can close the door behind me, he stops me once more.

"And.. by the way.. we were definitely flirting" he winks and closes the door.

"Oh my god" I mutter, feeling completely speechless.

"How's Eddie?" Dustin asks as soon as I enter the Wheeler's basement.

"He's... he's fine, I cheered him up and gave him my Walkman so he'll... uh.. keep his mind busy somehow" I tell him.

"You... cheered him up?" Steve looks at me surprised.

"Yeah.. I mean he was laughing at some point so.. I guess" I say looking everywhere but them.

"What did I miss? You guys are together or something?" Lucas asks, visibly confused.

"No.. no" I answer.

"We're sure Eddie has a thing for her, but she doesn't want to believe us" Dustin points out.

I just roll my eyes sitting beside Lucas and looking at what seems some old papers.

"What's this?" I ask starting to reading the titles.

"Robin and Nancy's found these articles about Victor Creel" Dustin answers.

Cool.

"Okay, be honest. Uh..you guys understand any of this?" Steve questions, he was already reading one when I came in.

"No"

"Pretty straightforward" Dustin states.

"Oh straightforward, really?" Steve raises his eyebrows at him.

"What's confusing to you?" Dustin's being a know-it-all and Steve being irritated by it is my favourite thing in the world, but I try to hold back a giggle.

"So far, everyone Vecna has cursed died, except for this old Victor Creel dude Nancy found. He's the only known survivor. If anyone knows how to beat this creature, it's him" Dustin keeps explaining.

"Well... that makes sense... the killing mode is the same, according to what's written here" I comment pointing at the papers.

"Yeah, but that's assuming he was cursed, Henderson, which we don't even know. How can Vecna have existed in the '50s? It doesn't make sense" He talks to himself more than to us at this point.

"As far as we know, Eleven didn't create the Upside Down. She opened a gate to it. The Upside Down has probably been around for thousands of years. Millions. I wouldn't be surprised if it predated the dinosaurs." Dustin responds.

"Dinosaurs? What are we-"

"Okay" Lucas chimed in "but if a gate didn't exist in the '50s, how did Vecna get through?"

"And how's getting through... now?" I ask.

"And why now?" Lucas adds.

"And why then? He just pops out in the '50s, kills one family, and he's like, 'Oh I'm good'. And poof, he just disappears. Just...gone? Only to return 30 years later and start killing some random teens? No, I don't buy it." Steve rambles then exhales deeply. "Straightforward, my ass. You know, honestly, Henderson, a little humility every now and then, it wouldn't hurt you"

"Ooh mommy's mad" I mutter to Lucas, but Steve apparently heard me because he glares at me but he eventually sits down too.

I just notice.. Max sitting at a desk writing something. I don't think I could even imagine what she's thinking.

"Any idea what she's writing?" Dustin asks.

"I don't know" I whisper and Lucas only shrugs.

"Did she sleep?" I ask.

"I mean, would you?" Lucas questions back at me.

We're gonna find a way.. I know. We have to.

My thoughts are interrupted by a door violently opening and the arrival of Nancy and Robin.

"Okay so.." Nancy starts" We have a plan"

"Great"

"So, thanks to Nancy's minions, we are now rock-star psychology students at the University of Notre Dame." Robin explains.

"I'm now Ruth"

"And I'm Rose"

"Nice GPA" Dustin comments looking at 'Ruth' file.

"So we called Pennhurst Asylum, told them we'd like to speak with Victor Creel for a thesis we're co-writing on paranoid schizophrenics-" Nancy explains.

"To which they said no" Robin quickly adds.

"But we landed a three o'clock with the director" Nancy continues.

"Now all we have to do is charm him and convince him to let us talk to Victor" Robin states, simply as breathing.

"Then maybe we can rid Max of this curse"

"Sounds like a plan" I say.

"About that. We've been doing our Victor Creel homework, and uh... we got some questions" Steve speaks.

"Lots of questions" Lucas adds.

"So do we. Hopefully, Victor has the answers" Nancy says with a sigh.

"Wait.. wait... wait.. wait a second. Uh... Where's mine?" Steve asks with a nervous chuckle looking around.

"Me and Nancy are going." Robin informs him.

"What? Why?" Steve is...unsurprisingly surprised he wasn't included in the plan.

"Because being three would definitely make them suspicious" Nancy say standing up and heading upstairs.

"Also, me and Nancy found out about him so.. it's fair" Robin basically mocks him.

"Wha-? C'mon.. Nance!" He starts to run upstairs to catch up on Nancy.

"What's up with him?" Robin asks me, looking at me with an amused smile.

"He has... like.. the protector syndrome.. or-" I start.

"He still has a thing for her" Dustin chimes in and I nod.

"Ooh" She realises. "Also.. How's Eddie?" She asks.

"Oh he's good, he-" I interrupt myself when I see her teasing smile. "What are you smiling at?"

"Robin!" Nancy calls for her from upstairs.

"Gotta go" and she runs upstairs too.

"Wait.. Robi-... fuck" I sigh and close my eyes in frustration.

When I feel observed, I open my eyes seeing Lucas and Dustin looking at me.

"What?" I ask them, rather annoyed.

"Oh nothing... just... I'm right" Dustin states proudly.

"What about humility?" I ask him, rhetorically.

"Well even I know Eddie has a thing for you" Lucas chimes in.

"He does not"I groan. "Guys, c'mon it's a way to distract himself. No big deal"

"You gotta start to believe someone could actually like you. You're cool, you're a badass, Y/n. You fight monsters." Dustin tries to convince me.

"Yeah but I can't say fuck off to a dickhead who's groping me" I blurt out without thinking.

Lucas looks at me apologetically, while Dustin is speechless.

"What?" He almost shouts, his jaw clenching.

"Don't worry about it, it's... it's nothing" I shake my head trying to dismiss the thing, but Dustin is not one to let something like this go this easily.

"Who was it?" He asks.

"No o-"

"Andy, from the team" Lucas cuts me off answering Dustin.

"Does Steve know?"

I shake my head.

"He just saw him insisting on taking me to a party.. and stopped him right away" I tell him.

"You didn't tell Steve what happened in the gym?" Lucas asks.

"What about the gym?"

Fuck. I didn't hear Steve coming back in the basement. Nancy and Robin must've left.

"Weren't you begging Nancy to take you with them?" I joke, trying to change the subject.

"What about the gym?" He repeats his question, more sternly and crossing his arms.

I deeply sigh, looking at Lucas giving him permission to tell Steve what happened.

"Well... there were basketball practice and she-" Lucas starts, but is cut off by Steve.

"I didn't ask you." He looks at me "what. About. The gym?"

I look down at my rings playing with them, nervously.

"Fuck.." I mutter.

"I'm listening" he says cupping his ear towards me to show me that he was, indeed, listening.

"I had to take some pictures of the team practicing, for the paper. It was going all good, I was taking the photos and all. When I was preparing the camera for the next shots... this guy approached me.. he started by asking me about the pictures, he.. uh.. he got closer, to look at the camera and he suddenly whispered some.. some.. things. When I tried to get away, he... uh.." my feel my voice breaking a little.

"He grabbed her waist holding her, he wasn't letting her go until the bell rang" Lucas finishes for me, thankfully.

"Why didn't you tell me? Is he the same guy who invited you to the party?" He asks and I nod "I thought he was just insisting the other night... I'm so sorry, honey" Steve apologies.

"Stevie, you have nothing to be sorry for" I let out a little chuckle.

"It's Andy who should apologise" Dustin says and Steve nods.

"Yeah... I know.. can we please change subject.. we got bigger shit to worry about" I look at all of them "please?" I repeat.

"Fine.. but this is not over" Steve sweetly tells me, sitting beside me.

I really hope Nancy and Robin find some answers, we need them. Now more than ever.

I really can't even think about losing Max, she's literally the sister I never had.. and I'd punch myself so hard for realising it now.

"Stop staring" I whisper at the boys.

I know they're worried sick, but staring at her won't help.

"I already know they're staring" Max all of sudden answers me.

"What, sorry?"

"You said you needed something?"

"Just hanging out"

They all try to act casual, failing miserably. I chuckle at them.

"How you think your eyes boring into the back of my head is protecting me from Vecna, I don't know" she says gathering something and standing up to walk to us.

He stops before us, the boys keep pretending to do anything else, so I playfully roll of my eye looking at her.

"You can look at me now" she tells them.

"Thank you, sorry"

"Sorry" They all say.

Max looks at the envelopes she has in her hands, and after letting out a small sigh she hends them to us.

"For you" she hands one to Dustin. "For you" one to Steve. "For you" one to me. "And, uh... For you" she hands the last one to Lucas.

"Oh, and, uh... give these to Mike, El and Will. If you can ever get a hold of them again."

Steve and Dustin start to open the letter, but Max quickly stops them.

"What are you doing. No, don't. That's not for now. Don't open it now."

"No? Okay" Dustin mutters. "I'm sorry, what is this?"

"It's, uh...it's a fail-safe. For after. If things don't work out." She says, defeat in her voice.

"Wait, whoa. Max, things are gonna work out" Lucas tries to reassure her.

"No!" She stops him "no, I don't need you to reassure me and tell me it's all gonna work out. People have been telling me that my entire life and it's almost never true. It's never true. I mean, of course this asshole curses me. Should've seen that one coming"

I can see the anger, the sadness... the fear in his voice. It breaks my heart... fuck, if we ever find this Vecna I'm gonna kill him myself.

She then goes grab the radio from the table.

"If we go to east Hawkins, will this reach Pennhurst?" She asks.

"Of course" Dustin softly says.

"Why are we talking about East Hawkins?" Steve asks alarmed.

We all share a look that Steve's ready to stop

"No, no no no no"

We all convinced Steve to drive, obviously, he can't say no to us, especially after Max's threat of suing him.

We drove to Max's trailer so she could leave her letters to her mother, but when she cane back she was scared, terrified..

She's now by Billy's grave, reading her letter to him probably. We're waiting for her by the car.

"She better hurry" Steve says, annoyed only to hide how actually worried he is.

"C'mon Steve, it's the least we could do. Help her, support her as much as we can until we find a way to save her" I tell him.

"Hopefully soon" Lucas adds.

"Hopefully soon" I nod.

My leg is bouncing, I'm biting my nails as my eyes are fixed on Max.

"All right, it's been long enough" Steve gets out of the car, walking to Max.

"Steve, just give her some time." Lucas tries to hold him back.

"I have, all right, Sinclair? I'm calling it. If she wants to get a lawyer, she can" Steve replies.

"Steve!" I call him. I look at Dustin and Lucas and go to follow Steve.

"Max! Time to giddy up. Yeah? Max?.." he says.

I catch up with him and I see him shaking Max and calling her name, but I hear no answer from her.

"What's happening?" I ask, kneeling in front of her right away. "Max!"

"Wha-"

"It's like yesterday.. in ms Kelly's office..." I tell him, I widen my eyes. "Vecna"

"Wake up" Steve keeps trying clapping his hands to somehow catch her attention, no use.

"Fuck!" I swear. "GUYS!" I call them.

"Max, wake up! Wake up" Steve keeps repeating those words over and over hoping they might work anytime soon.

Lucas and Dustin arrive too and they too start to call Max, tell her to wake up.

Nothing works.. Nothing.

"Call Nancy and Robin! Go get them! Call Nancy and Robin! Go!" Steve screams at Dustin, who runs to the car ready to call the girls.

Let's hope they found an answer... let's Fucking hope.

"Max, Max c'mon, wake up. Wake up, please"

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

I feel my eyes tearing up, I can't lose her, we can't lose her.

I look over Dustin, standing on top of the car, probably to find a better signal or something.

Shit... they're not answering.

"Max! Get outta there" they keep shouting.

I can only stare at her eyes... her empty eyes.

"Max please.."

All of a sudden Dustin's back, with... Max's Walkman and cassettes...? What?

"What is this?" Lucas asks.

"What's her favourite song?" Dustin asks.

"Why?"

"Robin says if she liste ... it's too much to explain right now. What's her favourite song?" He shouts

I start to think of what's her favourite song.. I know I know it.

"Oh shit shit shit... I know I know... fuck" I mutter and everyone looks at me.

"Think!"

"I am thinking... fuck... Kate Bush...one Kate Bush song...fuck"

We look at her cassettes trying to find some of Kate Bush's songs.

I look at the list of songs.

"Cloudbusting... no.. the big sky... no shit...the morning fog... no.. Here! This one!" I hand Dustin the cassette and he immediately put it in the Walkman and put the headphones on Max.

We keep calling her name anyway, to wake her up somehow.

It seems like nothing's happening... then she starts to levitate.

Oh shit, Eddie said that is what happened to Chrissy right before... dying.

I instinctively hold Steve's hand, we don't stop calling her name, not once.

"C'mon Max" I whisper, this better fucking work.

Suddenly we hear her gasp and soon after she falls on the ground.

We all gather around her to check on her.

She's breathless, like she just stopped running. Lucas is hugging her tightly to him.

I let out a big sob and finally my tears fall down my cheeks.

"I thought we lost you" Lucas says to Max, still holding her close.

"I'm still...I'm still here" she tells him, grabbing onto him just as tightly.

"Shit" I mutter and Steve hugs me to him, rubbing my back.

"You're fine.. oh fuck you're fine" I say... well, more to make me realise that than anything.

We all stay there to catch our breath.

[1-800-munson]

My Sweet Lover Boy || Eddie Munson

Paring:Eddie Munson X Hopper!Reader

Word Count: 2.8k

A/n: A FIX IT FIC BCUZ I CRIED FIVE TIME OVER HIM!! this is the only post on my blog where I'll write about his death.

A/N 2: MY REQUESTS ARE OPEN! PLEASE END SOME IN!!

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You quietly counted each person as they all dropped down from the portal, you watched Nancy, Dustin, Steve and Robin climb out of the portal. “Where’s eddie?” you asked quietly, Dustin looked at you with remorse. “Where’s Eddie, dustin?” you had hoped eddie would’ve popped out of the portal and tried to scare you but it never came.

Steve walked over to you and hugged you tightly as Dustin started to cry “What’s wrong?! Why won’t anyone say anything!” you said as you felt your tears build up. “I’m sorry y/n!” you heard Steve whisper into your ear. “No, This is a joke right! Eddie’s gonna jump out of the portal and scare the living hell out of me right?!” you cried as Dustin shook his head. He stood up and walked over to you and handed you Eddie's rings. “We’ll be outside…” Nancy said as herself, robin and dustin walked out of the trailer, leaving you and steve. 

You felt your body go numb as you looked at his rings in your palm. “I’m sorry y/n!” you cried in Steve's arms, after a while he had let you go and told you to take your time, he would just be outside with the others. 

Steve paced outside the trailer as they all waited for you to come outside. “I’m sure she’s fine Steve, she’s just in mourning of losing her boyfriend!” Robin told Steve as they waited. “NO, I’ve seen her mourn over her dad this isn’t the same! She didn’t break down fully when she heard he passed! She looked empty, in her eyes! I don’t even think that’s humanly possible!” Steve said as he looked back at the screen door and stared at the door, hoping you would come out any minute.

After a few more minutes, Steve sighed and walked up to the door. “Steve!” They all tried to stop him but he didn’t bother listening to them. “Y/n, listen..i think we should start to-!” his eyes widened as he watched you look at him with wide eyes before quickly climbing the rope Eddie had cut.

“Y/N!” he yelled and quickly ran over to the rope and started to climb in behind you. “Steve!?” Dustin yelled as he ran into the trailer, trying to stop Steve from rushing you out. “Go tell robin and nance to follow my trail here!” Dustin nodded and quickly ran outside and told the pair, who quickly ran in and climbed the rope.

Steve sighed as he tried to look for a small hint as to where you had run off too. He had spotted your shoe print in the grass, he looked around for rocks, he had thrown them every couple of inches for the others to follow.

You sighed and ran over to where you had spotted Eddie's body, you felt your tears coming back as you rushed over towards him. “Eddie?” you tried to shake him a bit. “Eddie! C’mon you have to wake up, you promise you would walk with me at graduation!” you said as you shook him a bit harder, he groaned a bit. You smiled for a split second before you kept talking.

“You promised me you would meet my sister! Jane, she has these cool powers too! You would get along with her!” you moved his hand a bit, you noticed he had slow breathing patterns. “You would get along with another boy, he’s named Will, he also played dnd with the boys.” you smiled when he squeezed your hand a bit. “I’m here now eddie!” you smiled and gently placed his head in your lap. “Don’t you dare try to leave me!” you playfully threatened, you felt your tears running down your face as you watched his breathing.

“Y/N!” You looked up at steve. “It’s ok to let him go y/n!” you sighed at his words and looked back down at Eddie, you wiped away a tear that had fallen on his cheek. You looked up a bit and noticed now stood there, Steve, Nancy, Dustin and robin. “y/n! It’s ok just let him go!” Nancy tried to convince you to walk over to the group but you shook your head at them. “I don’t wanna lose someone again!” you cried as you cradled Eddie's head. “First my mom, dad, then el…now eddie!” you cried and moved to hug Eddie as you heard his quiet breathing. “I had to put on a brave face for Jane when dad died, I cried the night she left with joyce..” you ranted as you held Eddie's hand.

“You gotta pull through Eddie, we talked about us having kids you know, how am i supposed to name our kid ozzy munson if you're not with me!” you cried as you felt him squeeze your hand a bit tighter than before. 

“It’s me eddie y/n, you know your annoying girlfriend!” he opened his eyes a bit, enough to see your face. “Your….not…” he said with a raspy voice. You both smiled at each other. He lifted his hand up and wiped away a stray tear. You smiled down at him before looking up at the others and started ordering them around. “Help me carry him back!” Robin and Nancy nodded and ran over to help you bandage Eddie up a bit.

You looked up at Steve and dustin. “I’ve never asked for a single favor from either of you! But all I'm asking is if you can carry him back to hawkins.” Steve sighed and nudged Dustin forward with him.

You all had managed to carry Eddie back to the trailer. “How are you gonna get him through?” Steve asked as you all stared at the portal. “Steve, stand still!” before Steve could ask why Dustin jumped onto his back. “Try to climb through!” Steve sighed and climbed the rope slowly.

“Robin, Nancy, Dustin, you three go first and wait for Steve and Eddie to climb through!” you directed as steve threw dustin off his back. The pair nodded and slowly handed Eddie to you and steve. “You’re gonna make it understand munson!” you smiled as you watched eddie smile softly at you. 

Once the trio was through you helped Steve put Eddie on his back. You silently hope this would go like you had planned in your mind. Luckily it had, nancy, robin and dustin had managed to catch eddie in time. You smiled at Steve through the portal. You quickly climbed through as well. 

“Alright phase two, get him to a hospital now!” You helped Robin and Nancy in carrying Eddie out the door. “Put him in the back of my car!” you told the duo, who did just that. You all hopped in the old cop car and made your way to the hospital. “Hold on!” you yelled out as you sharply turned the corner into the hospital area. You could hear Eddie groaning in the back. You and Steve got out and carried Eddie into the building. “Help! He’s bleeding really bad!” you pleaded to a nurse who immediately got Eddie into a room. “What’s your relationship with the patient?” one of the other nurses asked as she pulled you and Steve back so the doctors and nurse could figure out what was wrong.

“Family! I’m his girlfriend, y/n hopper and this is his brother!” you pointed to yourself and steve. “What’s the patient's name?” you sighed. “Edward Philp Munson.” you tried to ignore steve’s failed attempt at hiding his laugh at eddie’s full name. You smiled and smacked Steve on the back of his head.

After they had you identify the patient they had you and Steve wait in the waiting room. Nancy, robin and dustin had parked your car and gotten off and waited with you two for eddie’s result. It was about three in the morning when you realized you had been shaken awake by dustin when the doctor on eddie case came walking up to you. “Ms hopper? May I speak to you alone?” you nodded and followed the doctor a couple feet away from your friends. “At first It just seems like a minor case of rabies but it wasn’t exactly that so we gave him a rabies shot just to be safe, but now it’s just his wounds that we’re watching! But we will be keeping him, just to make sure he’s stable throughout the night!” you nodded at all the doctor's information. 

“Am I allowed to see him?” you asked quietly. The doctor smiled and nodded at you. “Of course He was asking for a y/n so i assume that’s you, correct?” you smiled back and nodded. The doctor had given you his room number and left off to the next patient. You quickly ran back to your group and told them all the information the doctor had given you. They all agreed to let you go into the hospital room alone first. 

You smiled at the sight of Eddie, he was alive! Sure he was a bit paler than usual but it was fine compared to him sitting up in his bed and watching you walk into the room. “Told you I won't let you leave me munson!” you said as you sat down in the hospital chair next to his bed. “Won’t dream of it y/n!” you smiled at him and held his hand. “You don’t know how empty  i felt when i saw everyone but you come out of that fucking portal.” Eddie rubbed your hand with his thumb. “But it’s over now! You’re alive, you just have wounds from those fucking bats.” you both sat in silence as you both watched each other. You broke the silence when you saw the bandaid from the rabies shot. “Robin said she’d visit you when she knew you really didn’t have rabies!” you both laughed a bit.

Two Days Later

You smiled as you helped Eddie cut up his food. “Want me to feed it to you?” You smiled at him, “yeah actually! My arm is so tired all of a sudden!” he teases as he rubs his arm. You just rolled your eyes at him. You sat down on the chair next to bed and drank a bit of the water the nurses had offered you. You both sat in silence as Eddie ate and you watched the tv. You both looked at each other when there was a knock on the door. After two more knocks the door finally opened. Your eyes widen at the sight of your dad. The others stood behind them with get well soon cards, balloons and for laughs a stuffed bear.

“Dad?" You smiled and ran over and hugged him tightly, the others walked into the room and greeted eddie. “How! I thought you had died what?” you asked him. “It’s a long story kiddo!” he chuckled as he held the back of your head in comfort.

After you both let go of your hug he walked over to Eddie who was watching you two reunite “Hello Mr Hopper i’m y/n’s boyfriend!” Eddie stuck out his hand, which hopper shook firmly while staring Eddie in the eye. You walked over towards Eddie's bed and sat on the end. “Joyce is in the gift shop with your sister, she wanted to get you both something.” you smiled at the thought of seeing your sister after she was in california for so long. 

You all listened to your dad as he talked about where he was the whole time. “Oh we’re also going to have a guest staying with us! His name is enzo!” you dad said while pointing at you. “Another russian!” you said surprised. Eddie looked at you confused. “What do you mean another?” you laughed and turned to him. “Last year, we didn’t technically have him in our house but we had a Russian scientist stay with a family friend!” you explained to him, hopper smiled at everyone’s faces in the room hearing about alexei for the first time.

“He was a nice man!” Joyce said as she walked into the room with el and mike behind her. “Jane!” you got up from the bed and ran over and hugged her. “Oh jane! This is my boyfriend eddie!” you introduced the pair. “She’s the one we told you about with the powers!” Steve said from the couch in the room. “No she doesn’t!” Hopper said quickly. “He knows everything about the upside down dad!” you said, sitting down next to eddie’s bed. Hopper sighs in relief. “Does the station know you're alive?” you asked as el sat next you, on the arm of the chair. “No, not yet!” you nodded at him. “Well’s there’s a big rumor going around that he’s a murder so don’t belive em!” you said while pointing at eddie.

“Have the police tried to come and investigate here?” Robin asked. You shook your head in response. “Callahan tried to get me to confess to helping hide Eddie and I started to make a huge scene in the cafeteria so they took him away from me.” you explained, hopper chuckled and put his head in his hands.

Everyone had stayed for quite a bit, it wasn’t until the hospital announced it was time for visitors to leave that they had all left. “Your sister is quiet!” Eddie said as you walked back into the room from walking to the elevators with everybody.

“Her grammar got better than before!” you said smiling, you sat down on the chair next to eddie’s bed “dad said after you get released from here he wants to have dinner and he said to invite you!” you told him with a smile on your face, eddie smiled, admiring your face. “I remember when I heard you run over to me, you know in the upside down.” Eddie said “I thought I was dead and was hearing an angel talk to me.” he laughed a bit “what else do you remember?” you asked, scooting towards the edge of the seat. “I remember hearing you saying something about naming our kid Ozzy munson! That…That’s something I won't ever forget!” he said, smiling at you.

“Shut it munson!” you teased, smiling back at him. “Just start recovering and then we’ll talk about us having any kind of mini eddies running around hawkins!” you both laughed at the thought. 

Four weeks later

When Eddie was released from the hospital. Every new station tried to get photos of either of you as you left. Somehow your dad had managed to convince Hawkins that Eddie was innocent and was framed by the “real” killer. It wasn’t a complete lie, some people were still wary of Eddie though and neither of you gave a shit about their beliefs.

“Is he coming?” you nodded at Joyce's question. “He should be here any minute now!” you looked back at the restaurant door and perked up when you saw him walking over to your table. “Hello ms byers! Mr hopper!” Eddie greeted them before he sat down. “Are the kids coming?” your dad nodded as he looked at the menu.

“Oh god, they're kissing, 3 feet apart mike!” you said, hopper’s head popped up and looked at the door and saw no one. “Gotcha!” you did finger guns at him while smiling.

Once the other’s finally arrived you all ordered your food and talked about everything that had happened the past weeks. “Can I meet Argyle jonathan?!” you asked, smiling at him. He laughed and just nodded.

“So y/n, Eddie, do you have any plans after graduation?” Joyce asked as she helped pass down each dinner plate, you and Eddie smiled at each other. “Not anything set in stone except one thing!” you smiled at each other, laughing a bit. “What is it if you don’t mind me asking?” she asked as she took a bite of her lasagna. You felt red for a second. “Our future baby's name!” hopper stopped eating his breadstick and stared at you and eddie before pointing towards eddie and yourself.

“The door stays open 5 inches!” you looked at your dad shocked. “How come eleven get 3 inches and I get 5?!” you laughed a bit as el and mike both watched you and hopper go back and forth. “You’re older!” you both laugh “My point!” you said smiling. “Well then when Joyce is over your door stays wide open!” you said as you crossed your arms over your chest. “If that means you keep yours 6 inches open!” “You said 5!” you smiled with a smile as you bit into your food.

Safe to say that 5 door thing didn’t last very long..

[edsmunsonsworld]

Misinterpreted Love

Eddie Munson x fem! reader

(not my gif)

Description: Having fun with your friends at the fair sounded like a decent night, but that wasn't until one of their plans was to get you and Eddie together.

PURE FLUFF! the tiniest bit of angst but mainly fluff!

Warnings: Umm none

Word count: 4523 (I'm so sorry)

A/N: I just want to thank everyone for the love on my first fanfic 'Fake Animosity' (posted on my second blog @edddimun) - i might do a part 2 that's just going to be fluff (if u rllyyyy want it just lmk)

Tonight, the group’s plan is to attend the Fourth of July fair. A few challenges were made amongst the group that need to be completed tonight. Lucas and Mike made a bet between themselves to see who would win the most prizes for their girlfriend. Steve and Robin are on the mission to try and find the love of their lives. Max, El and Will were determined to eat as many corndogs as they can. But you? You were there to have fun, but you would be lying if you said that was your main goal. You were there to spend more time with Eddie- who was surprisingly coming.

Dustin was aware of your feelings for Eddie, though you’ve never admitted it. But what you didn’t know was Eddie’s liking towards you too. And guess what? Dustin knew that too. When he heard that you and Eddie were coming along to the fair, Dustin was ecstatic. He knew he had to do something between you two. He was sick and tired of you and Eddie babbling to Dustin about each other, and he was especially exhausted from both of you being obstinate and refusing to acknowledge your sentiments to Dustin when he asked.

“Eddie do you like her or not? The way you gawk at her whenever she’s around is so obvious that you do! and the way you talk about her hair-”

“Dustin Henderson!” Eddie loudly interrupts him at the lunch table. The group shared scared glances amongst themselves.

“I will shut your mouth up for you if you don’t stop talking about it. Right. now.” Eddie harshly whispers to Dustin while pointing at him with an almond between his thumb and index finger.

Dustin nods and looks down. Silence fills the air as everyone avoids Eddie’s gaze.

“Well…you didn’t deny it-AH!”

An almond suddenly slaps Dustin on the cheek making him groan in pain. He looks at Eddie, who is shooting daggers with his eyes. Dustin immediately looks away.

“Um-so-uh, these mash potatoes are really nice today…” Dustin hesitantly says rubbing his cheek while playing with the watery, slimy mash. They really weren’t.

-

You sat in your car watching the D&D members walk out of the school along with Eddie following behind them. You were there to pick up Dustin as he wanted to visit Steve at Family Video store.

Dustin spots your car and walks towards you, waving goodbye to the rest of the members. You see Eddie look in your direction, making eye contact with you. He gives a small smile.

Returning your smile, the car door opens, “Hey! Thanks for coming to-”

“His hair looks so soft today,” You cut him off, still watching Eddie as he’s now entering his van. You look back at Dustin who’s sitting on the passenger seat with his brows furrowed and arms crossed looking at you with a blank expression.

“Sorry, what were you-”

“Do you like Eddie?” You lift an eyebrow as you look at Dustin. The idea of Dustin being serious was something you had never seen. He was attempting to be intimidating, but you thought it was cute.

A smile creeps up on your face, “You’re so cute when you’re serious Dustin!”

You ruffle his hair while chuckling, “Answer my question!” He groans. You really didn’t want to deny nor confess your feelings, but instead, you heard the radio playing your new favourite Queen song. Perfect timing you thought. You turn the volume up as loud as you could, making Dustin groan in agony.

“WOOOOO-I WANT TO BREAK FREE! SORRY DUSTIN I CAN’T HEAR YOU RIGHT NOW! THIS IS MY FAVOURITE SONG!” You yell over the top of the music as Dustin covers his ears with his hands. He hates your guts right now. But he’s also content that you also didn’t deny the question.

-

So what was Dustin’s goal tonight?

To get you and Eddie to confess your feelings to each other.

Steve loudly clasps his hands together gathering the attention of the group, “Okay let me set some things straight before I let you all go.” The younger ones groan.

“Don’t whine at me. Otherwise, I won’t give you extra money to play more games. Anyways, you kids better not leave the fair at any time unless you’re with one of us,” he says pointing towards himself and the older ones aka you, Nancy, Eddie and Robin.

He huffs and points his hands towards the entrance letting them go, watching the younger ones run but Dustin.

“Dustin, why are you still here?” Steve asks confused.

“I want to hang out with you guys tonight. I feel like you guys are more fun than the others,” Dustin lies in hopes of Steve letting him stay with them.

As Steve opens his mouth to protest against it, “You are more than welcome to stay with us Dustin!” You say with enthusiasm. Steve closes his mouth.

“Yeah see! You guys can spend more time with me now,” Dustin exclaims with a cheeky smile. His plan is off to a good start.

“Whoa, aren’t we so lucky?” Eddie mumbles sarcastically as he does jazz hands. He spends enough time with Dustin as it is and the fact that he’s going to be with you guys the whole night is throwing him off because now Eddie is going to have less time alone with you.

Dustin rolls his eyes, “Excus-“

“Let’s go get some food first yeah? So everyone’s happy?” You say with a nod, hoping that food will lighten up the mood of the boys. The boys exchanged glances amongst themselves. Dustin looks at you with pursed lips, silently nodding his head in agreement. A wide smile spreads across your face while looking at the boys. Eddie rolls his eyes at Dustin and lightly kicks the dirt on the ground. You link your arm with Dustin and start heading towards the food stands.

“I’m going to get a hotdog. What about you?” You ask Dustin.

“Hm..what are you going to get Eddie?” Dustin questions.

Eddie clicks his tongue as he’s scanning the different food stalls, “Hm..probably just a hotdog too.”

“GREAT!” Dustin loudly bursts with excitement. Thank god. Dustin unlinks his arm with yours and pushes you towards Eddie, lightly landing on his chest. Eddie instinctively places his hands on the side of your arms to keep you stable but doesn’t push you away. Dustin is widely smiling with glee right now. His eyes smile with satisfaction as he observes the tiny reddening of you and Eddie’s ears. You hold your breath as Eddie’s hands are on you with your back against his chest. Eddie's heart is pounding wildly against your back, he's freaking out about whether you can feel it or not. Dustin begins to quietly giggle at the sight of you both.

You hear the giggles escape from Dustin’s mouth, “Dustin are you oka-” Dustin interrupts you by bouncing up and down with a weird smile on his face. What is wrong with him today. Eddie's brows knit in confusion as he watches Dustin.

“You and Eddie should go to the hotdog stand while I go get cotton candy!” He quickly says before sprinting off in the opposite direction of the cotton candy stand.

Your eyes squint in confusion, gesturing with your finger in the direction of the cotton candy vendor before pointing the other way to Dustin's retreating silhouette amid the crowd. Dustin's strange behaviour has already caught your attention before, but now it’s getting quite concerning.

“Isn’t the cotton candy that way?” You ask chuckling in confusion.

Eddie's hands gently withdraw from your arms. You take a step forward and turn around to face Eddie, feeling slightly saddened that you no longer feel his touch. You notice he already has a faint smile on his face still staring in the direction Dustin vanished as he is also still puzzled. His eyes eventually fall to yours, lightly chuckling at your query. Wow… you both simultaneously thought. Eddie noticed how your beautiful starry eyes glistened in the moonlight and reflected the heavenly night sky. You seemed to realise how large his brown eyes were, how flawlessly plump his lips were, and how his curling fringe brushed over his brows.

He nervously scratches the back of his neck and looks towards the ground, still smiling.

Eddie laughs out, “That isn’t so smart for a boy that’s literally the smartest in our group,” you laugh along with him as a growing blush creeps on your cheeks.

You held your elbow up towards him, “Let's grab some hotdogs shall we?” you say in a playful tone.

He smirks, “We shall m’lady,” responding with the same energy linking his arm with yours. From the perspective of an outsider, it seems as if you both are completely in love with each other- which you are. The smiles, the glances and the way you both converse are full of adoration and love.

With a five-dollar bill in your hand, you stretch your arm out towards the vendor, but Eddie’s hand quickly decides to give his note quicker than you.

A small gasp escapes your lips, “Hey!” you exclaim facing your body towards Eddie who grabs the hotdogs from the vendor.

“It was my treat, Eddie.” He rolls his eyes sarcastically.

“Sweetheart, I’m going to treat you this whole night,” He says holding one out your hotdog for you. Sweetheart. You bite your lip trying your best to suppress your smile.

“Eddie you can’t-” He deliberately but gently shoves the hotdog in your mouth. You shriek as you feel the sauce smear your lips and part of your nose. Eddie loudly laughs swinging his head back.

“Got a little something on your nose there,” He laughs while pointing at the tip of his nose. You grab the hotdog from your mouth and hold it in your hand, licking your lips to remove as much of the sauce as you can.

“You could’ve at least aimed correctly,” you chuckle while pushing your hair behind your ears to avoid more of a mess. You felt a little embarrassed as there is sauce on the tip of your nose. Eddie thought you were unbelievably cute when you were startled by the quick ramming of the hotdog in your mouth and the sauce on your face.

Eddie grabs a napkin from his pocket and then extends it in your direction. You were about to grab it but he skilfully dodges your hand and wipes your nose instead. The pang in your heart made you slightly jolt. Your eyes rapidly blink in bewilderment. With a clean swipe, he throws the napkin in the trash can right beside you both. Eddie feels ecstatic right now. His flirty disposition is taking over him, and he is enjoying it as he observes your bafflement and the noticeable redness on your cheeks.

Still starstruck, you manage to stutter out, “I-uh-um-ha-t-thanks…” with a shy downward smile. Eddie notices your sudden shyness and can’t help but feel as if he’s falling in love once more just by staring at you. His heart began to melt, and a loving smile gradually formed on his face. This is a sight he fell in love with. You were a sight that made everyone but you in the world crumble around him. Though, his heart twisted as he recalled he was yet not yours. His loving grin faded as he nodded and delved into his food, attempting to conceal his disappointment.

Finding the rest of the group you, Dustin and Eddie approached a game. You notice a cute fluffy blue seal as one of the prizes. You had an idea in your head.

Placing your hand on both of the boys' shoulders, “Whoever wins me that blue seal gets to…” you were thinking of a reward in your head, “gets to ride the Ferris wheel with me!” you say in excitement, hoping that Eddie will win instead of Dustin. You didn’t have a problem sitting with Dustin on the Ferris wheel, it’s just that you now have a chance of sitting with Eddie as Dustin would’ve automatically sat with you on the ride.

“That’s a reward?” Dustin scoffs. You elbow him in the rib, earning a groan.

“Of course it is. I mean like- I can be a very entertaining person- and a Ferris wheel ride can be awkward and boring if you’re not with someone who isn’t awkward! A-and on the plus side I’ll convince the worker to make us pause on the top to see the fireworks!” You quickly ramble with a hint of hesitation and confusion to your own explanation trying to reason with Dustin to make it seem rewardable. Dustin looks at you baffled. She’s acting weird. There is an awkward silence between you three. Eddie is trying to seem confused but is secretly determined to win you the seal. Dustin is now trying to figure out why you’re acting like this and you’re trying to get Eddie to win you this blue damn seal so you could sit with him. Dustin scans you up and down, noticing you fidgeting with your fingers, staring at him with wide eyes, but you have this anxious look on your face. He notices you glance at Eddie, who’s currently watching Robin and Steve play balloon darts. Wait. You. Eddie. Ferris wheel.

He cracked the code.

Dustin smiles with ease. Now you’re just making his plan easier.

“Okay. Easy. You ready Eddie?” Dustin asks him while stretching his arms above his head.

Eddie scoffs, “Always been, Henderson,” He says with a smirk. Behind that smirk, Eddie is pretty nervous. He isn’t the best at carnival games and his excuse is ‘they’re rigged!’. Although he isn’t lying, he is going against Dustin who has the brains to outsmart these games. Henderson points to where Robin and Steve are, the balloon dart*.*

Dustin knew he had to go easy on Eddie. Even though he understood how to conquer the game, he needed to stick to his original strategy. Instead, Dustin understood how to stir Eddie up so that Eddie could think correctly in order to win this 'bet'. Dustin was unconcerned since he believes Eddie was aware of the contrived nature of the game.

“One round only,” Dustin says whilst approaching the stall. You were distracted as you were watching other people play.

Eddie clasps his hands and rubs them together, “Sure. I mean you’re just throwing darts at balloons.”

“It’s pretty simple if you know how to outsmart these ‘rigged’ games,” Dustin states. Eddie slowly turns his head towards Dustin squinting his eyes.

“This is one of the easiest games Henderson, there’s no way this is ‘rigged’” Eddie says using his hands as quotation marks.

“If this is apparently ‘one of the easiest games', Do you know how to outsmart it?” Dustin mocks Eddie, noticing him becoming frustrated.

“Outsmart what? You can’t outsmart a dart stupid.”

“It’s not the da- don’t worry,” He responds waving his hand to forget about it. Eddie’s brows furrow in confusion. If it’s not the dart, then what is it? Eddie is now doubting himself inside. He needs Dustin to tell him the remainder of the information now that he's confused.

“No, continue,” Eddie quickly says to Dustin in an attempt to know the rest.

“I can’t tell you if we’re going against each other. I need to win,” Dustin smirks, not intimidated by Eddie’s nature. Eddie looks at the worker ushering the people in front of them for their turn, they’re next. He looks at Dustin with a pleading expression on his face. If only Dustin knew why he really wanted to win.

“L-look just tell me man,” Eddie lowly whispers to him, trying to not let you hear as you’re still distracted. Dustin’s eyebrows raise, noticing the difference in Eddie’s behaviour compared to a few seconds ago.

“Why do you really want to know? Are you that desperate to win Eddie?” Dustin asks with a deadpanned expression. Eddie quickly glances at you, still watching other people.

“U-uh. No. I just want to know just for uh- future games,” he lies.

“Okay then I’ll tell you afte-”

“No!” Eddie quietly outbursts slightly jumping closer to Dustin, who jolted as he was taken aback by Eddie.

“Henderson,” Eddie pleads. Dustin felt bad for teasing Eddie, if he kept continuing to annoy Eddie he knew that it would eventually backfire on him. However, he just needed to know just one. more. thing.

“Do you like her Eddie?” Dustin firmly mutters out. Eddie’s eyes break away from Dustin’s. Eddie’s mind goes blank, is he really going to admit his feelings to this sixteen-year-old.

“I mean isn’t it obvious?” Eddie mumbles whilst looking at his shoes, kicking at the dirt. Dustin sighs and places his hand on Eddie’s shoulder. Eddie lifts his head and peers at Dustin.

“Do you really think I would try to win? It’s obvious how much you adore her. This entire night I’ve been trying to get you both to- i don’t know, make some moves. Why do you think I’m hanging out with you guys. You’re all actually really boring and I’d rather hang out with Will but I’m here because I know how much you like her,” Dustin spills out. Eddie reveals a small smile. He knew how caring Dustin is but he didn’t know he’d go to this extent for him, regardless of treating Dustin like garbage sometimes.

“Guys it's your turn!” You excitedly pat Eddie’s back so he and Dustin could move forward. Eddie gives Dustin a quick ‘help tell me the answer’ glance.

Dustin slightly leans his body towards Eddie and whispers, “With this stall, the darts are fine but just aim for the bigger balloons because they’re easier to pop, like- think of it as trying to break through thick skin when trying to pop smaller ones- it’s harder to break through right? So aim for the bigger ones because their skin is thinner and hence easier to pop,” Dustin quickly rambles to Eddie, hoping you didn’t hear. Eddie is trying to process the information in his head. Big balloons. Big balloons.

The worker hands them the darts. You stand beside them and start cheering them on, clueless about what has been said between them during the past five minutes.

-

Walking away from the stall with the blue seal in your hands, you congratulate Dustin. Yes, Dustin. How? That’s what Dustin is asking himself too. Dustin is just fuming, he told Eddie the whole answer and he still messed up. You’re disappointed on the inside because you really wanted to sit with Eddie. Why not ask him? What if he rejects you or thinks you’re crazy for wanting to sit with him rather than Dustin. Though Dustin managed to pop ten balloons in the given time, but purposely aimed for the smaller ones, Eddie on the other hand kept stalling between each throw to measure the difference between the balloons with his eyes- even the slightest difference which held him back. Eddie is sulking, to say the least. He’s never been more disappointed and embarrassed at himself. He knew the way to outsmart the game but the game still outsmarted him.

“Well, I guess you’re stuck with me Dustin!” You awkwardly chuckle with a hint of sadness in your voice. No one responds to your comment. Dustin is simply strolling next to you, not paying attention, but enraged because he thought this plan would go smoothly.

“No you’re sitting with Eddie,” Dustin blatantly says, he is completely done. You and Eddie look at him confused. Eddie’s eyes bulge out of his head. Your mouth slightly opens as you tilt your head to the side. Your eyes look at Eddie’s, who is clearly distraught.

“Uh Henderso-”

“Ah-” Dustin puts his palm up interrupting Eddie, “I don’t want to hear it. You both-” He says while furiously pointing his finger at you and Eddie, “-are sitting with each other on that Ferris wheel so you could confess your feelings and suck each other’s faces off!” he exclaims as his voice progressively became louder.

Your ears suddenly started ringing. Eddie feels like he can’t move. Silence screams in your ears. What did he just say? Fright was slowly filling you up but it was soon replaced with guilt. Did you annoy Dustin that bad about Eddie? Was he over the continuous rambling about him? Wait did he just admit ‘our’ feelings? Your breathing becomes heavy as you take a big gulp. Eddie stares at Dustin with what felt like a mixture of anger yet relief. However, Eddie doesn’t believe a word he said. There’s no way you had ‘feelings’ for Eddie. Eddie’s eyes slowly trace to yours, still staring at Dustin who’s clearly freaking out about whether or not he’s going to get yelled at or chased at by you and Eddie due to his sudden eruption.

“Dustin-” He interrupts you.

“I-I’m so s-sorry,” Dustin apologises frightened. The poor boy looks scared, his eyes howled with remorse as his hands trembles. You take a step towards him but he steps back in panic.

“N-no Dustin. Hey it’s okay I’m not mad,” You reassure him as his eyes were still wide. You place a hand on his back and start rubbing it, bringing him closer in a hug. You look at Eddie who feels bad for the boy as he knows that Dustin is scared of him. Dustin peeks behind your shoulder and sees Eddie slowly walking up to you both, what Dustin thought would be a reaction of anger, was replaced with Eddie’s softness. Eddie places his hand on Dustin’s shoulder standing right beside you.

“Don’t worry kid. I’m not mad either,” Eddie quietly mutters to Dustin. You give a small smile to Eddie. Looking back down at Dustin, you feel him sigh with relief. This was not how you thought this night would go.

“I’m actually glad you said it. To be honest, I still would’ve been afraid to say it,” Eddie says to Dustin with a hint of shame.

“Why would you be afraid?” You murmur, now staring directly at Eddie’s eyes. Eddie sighs and removes his hand from Dustin’s shoulder.

"I didn't want to embarrass myself," he claims, glancing at you and then back to the floor.

“Embarrassed about?”

“That you would reject me.”

Eddie’s eyes continue to divert your gaze, now staring at the rides behind you. Your eyes flicker in disbelief as you feel a pang in your heart. You feel Dustin’s head lift up from your chest. Dustin never knew that Eddie would ever feel embarrassed. Eddie embarrasses himself almost every day at lunch when he’d have his usual speech for the whole cafeteria to hear. But Eddie being embarrassed by rejection from you? Something Dustin never even thought of.

“There is nothing to be ashamed of Eddie,” you lift your hand up to place it on Eddie’s shoulders, but he quickly retreats back from your touch. His eyes attach to yours with sudden misery.

“But I’m a loser, I play with kids, I play a fantasy game, I’m almost twenty and still in high school, I’m dumb, I’m a freak and you’re probably hanging out with me f-for sympathy,” He mutters. Hearing the vulnerability in his tone, your eyes soften. Eddie had insecurities, but this time they got the best of him when it came to you.

“Why would you think that Eddie?” Your voice softly trembles. You always went out of your way to see Eddie because you genuinely enjoyed his company. You felt guilty as Eddie misinterpreted your love for sympathy. It wasn’t his fault for taking it this way, it was society for constantly hating and making him feel like this. At this point, Dustin is out of your grasp and is standing beside you.

You firmly say, in a clear and precise manner, “Eds, I always hang out with you because I want to, not because I'm 'forced' to.”

“I’ve always chosen you because-” You stop for a second mentally preparing yourself.

“-because I’m in love with you Eddie,” you confess trying to hold down the lump in your throat. You avert your gaze towards a random family on your side. You gulp and take deep breaths. Eddie’s brows twitch. His brain stopping for a moment. No way. His heart starts to slowly flourish, making the anger, torment and uneasiness he kept inside suddenly vanish as soon as you said those words. His lips twist into a half smile, taking a couple of steps towards you as his chest almost brushes against yours. His fingertips lightly brush over your chin, causing you to turn to face him. You slowly glance up at his warm and loving eyes.

He leans forward, forehead leaning against yours and lips millimetres apart. Feeling his breath on your lips causes you to warm up beneath his touch.

“I’m so in love with you too.”

His lips gently close the gap between you both. You wrap your arms around his neck, passionately kissing him back and pulling him closer than ever. This feeling of euphoria washed away your concerns about Eddie not feeling the same way. Your heart starts to swell as Eddie smiles against your lips, his hands slowly rubbing your waist up and down.

“I told you guys to suck each other’s faces off on the Ferris wheel!” Dustin suddenly exclaims.

You both break the kiss, having forgotten Dustin was present. Looking over at Dustin, you see his hands shielding his eyes. You and Eddie both chuckle as you draw Dustin in for a hug, his head on your chest as he eventually brings his arm to his side.

“Oh, we a hundred per cent will,” Eddie says in a seductive tone smirking at you.

“I didn’t need that confirmation!” Dustin shouts back covering his ears.

You and Eddie exchange glances as both audibly laugh. You see how his bright eyes and smile are filled with love and excitement, emotions you hardly ever see on his face. But now that you're here, it's a sensation you'll instil in him on a regular basis.

[ab-cee-d]

The cafeteria was a zoo. Brainiacs yelling with their study partner over their flashcards game, leaning across the table to snatch the card and look at the back of it. Jocks throwing footballs across their tables with the pretty girls in high ponytails and short skirts being the monkey in the middle.... And Eddie Munson walking right across the top of his table, standing tall over everyone else and shouting over the noise. He jumped off the table feverishly scaring the life out of a poor girl just trying to get to her seat before shyly bowing to allow two cheerleaders to pass him.

“Do enjoy disturbing the peace Munson?” You asked as you sauntered up to the table. He watched you intently with those large doe eyes as he lowered himself back into his chair.

“I do.” He nodded as he eyed you with a smirk. “Gets me attention from pretty girls.”

“Are you calling me pretty, Munson?” You smirk. You’re right next to him now, leaning slightly against the table.

“Come back to my place tonight and I can show you just how pretty I think-” He started but you quickly cut him off with a giggle before leaning down and pressing your lips gently on his.

“I can’t take you anywhere.” You mumble against his lips before he puts his hands on your hips and pulling you down onto his lap.

“You guys are disgusting.” Mike cringed while Dustin simply made a gagging sound.

“Shouldn’t you be in class or something sweetheart?” Eddie murmured into the crook of your neck.

“I’m in study hall right now.” You shrugged. “I got bored.” He leaned back in his chair giving you the opportunity to lean back with him throwing your head back to rest on his shoulder. His hair tickled your cheek but in this position you felt so completely engulfed by him you barely noticed. His legs spread wide to allow you to sit on one of his knees, his ring clad hands sprawled out across your hip and thighs, your back pressed flush against his chest, his hair right in your face filling your nose with the scent of him.

By now he had moved on to a conversation with his friends. He was upset about something and they were arguing but in all honestly you weren’t listening. You weren’t paying attention to his conversation or the loud cafeteria, just basking in how his hands lazily stroked your thighs. You took deep breathes inhaling his scent, feeling like you were sinking deeper into his arms with every exhale. Like you and him were in another world far away from Hellfire, and Hawkins, and High School, just for one wonderful moment.

a/n i was laying in bed at 12am and decided that instead of writing for my real blog i had to make a second blog and write whatever this is immediately

[buckys-little-belle]

i've been slipping really small and its kinda scary :(

could you maybe do a hellfire one where reader slips real tiny even goes nonverbal maybe cuz they are small and eddie is there and makes it less scary?

no pressure of course!

love your stories <3

-bug :)

Hellfire Babysitting Club (Part Eleven)

Little, Little, Little

Eddie Munson x Little!Reader (They Them Pronouns used) / Hellfire Club x Little!Reader (They/Them Pronouns Used)

Warnings - Holiday theme mentioned, no specific holiday, just sort of a part takes place celebrating the upcoming school break! shout out to the anon who asked if I would do anything for the holidays! I guess I am! Little terror regresses to a young young age and is non verbal!

Notes - I am so sorry that this is happening bub, I hope this are looking up and you're able to navigate the really young regressions safely, I am wishing you luck and happiness and am here if you need to talk! I hope this can help comfort you, even just a little bit! Love you Bug!! <3

SFW - Please keep all interactions with this post, and this blog, SFW, if you do not comply, you will be reported and blocked <3

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Eddie was thankful for the break from his dramatic story telling's, as much as he enjoyed leading the group he felt burnt out, happy, and willing, to have a party celebrating the upcoming weeks off, everyone brining baked goods and card games instead of their usual game faces and juice box donations to the Little Terror that they all loved so much.

"Eddie?" He was quickly snapped out of his happy daze, soon finding the worried face of Lucas, his eyebrows furrowed, his eyes unsure. "Fairy isn't talking." He said, unsure of his own words as he explained the situation.

"What?" Eddie asked, confused as to what the boy meant.

"They were babbling as usual, but they stopped like five minutes ago, just looking around and smiling." Lucas explained, talking with his hands as usual, pointing to Y/n who was sat with Dustin and Gareth, the two of them trying to get Y/n to talk.

"Okay." Eddie tensely said, not totally sure how to navigate this sudden situation. "Okay." he said again, a little more sure this time.

"Come on Fairy, just one word?" Dustin said in such a high voice, a huge smile on his face. "What is this?" He held up a cookie, waving it in front of them, their grabby hands reaching for it."

"Don't be mean." Gareth scoffed, plucking the cookie out of Dustin's hand, handing it to Y/n, only to be met with them leaning into his hand and biting the cookie, taking the small bit and chewing it, leaving the rest of the cookie, Gareth sat confused, Fairy never let anyone hold their food, so this was new.

"Little Terror." Eddie said, his voice soft and smooth, even more calm than usual, trying to keep Y/n happy and content. "You okay?" He asked, tilting his head, Y/n following suit, tilting their too, giggling when Eddie smiled. "You're just a baby huh?" He asked, sitting down next to them, Y/n crawling to sit in-between his legs, still facing the two other boys, opening their mouth, waiting for Gareth to give them another bite of the cookie.

"Ew Terror!" Gareth winced. "You slobbered all over my hand."

Eddie took the cookie from Gareth, holding it for Y/n as they happily looked at Dustin, who was now playing peekaboo, making Y/n giggle every once in a while when he made an especially funny face.

"I know we call them Terror, but honestly they are a very content and easy baby." Mike chimed in, a candycane in hand as he watched on, smiling when Y/n began bouncing up and down laughing, just enjoying all of the attention.

"No one even think about handing Y/n anything that could be thrown and broken, and no one yell or make mean faces, Fairy is all sweet right now, but I swear if one of you little ..." Eddie covered Y/n's ears with his hands, their hands covering his in amusement. "Meanie pants." He uncovered their ears. "Make Y/n cry, you will get to deal with it, okay?" He asked, his tone non-joking, another serious moment in the books, the boys a little shocked, but understanding. The boys all nodded, Dustin standing up, not willing to take the risk of making the wrong face when playing the game.

Y/n huffed out a breath, leaning into Eddie, their head laid on his shoulder, thumb creeping into their mouth. Eddie just kissed them on the forehead, placing his hand on their forehead and running it over their scalp, something his mom used to do to him when he was a kid, something Y/n had grown to love. "Where is orange?" He questioned, sending the boys on a quest to find the little stuffed ball, Lucas handing it to Y/n as they snuggled closer to Eddie, closing their eyes, clearly exhausted.

"Why don't we put a movie on?" Mike asked, pulling out some movie cases from a self, the boys all agreeing, setting everything up, happy to chill out and sit down just like Little terror.

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I’m here to send a request 😍🧚🏾‍♂️✨

A Steve X male reader where the gets caught by vecna .Vecna Guilt trip the m!reader by having him remember how bad his childhood was and been lying to Steve how he got into his dream college but he didn’t he just threw the letter away. The m!reader favorite song can be when they had their first date!! Plus the m!reader saw the clock in his kitchen late at night for some water ?

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Pronouns: he/him

Type: hurt/comfort

Trigger warning: mentions of abuse and alcohol

Get Vecna'd

Steve Harrington had been dating (M/N) for little over a year now and everything was fine. They had been through everything together like the Russians, mind flayer, you getting into your dream college, everything. Up until a few days ago everything was amazing. (M/N) had seen a clock in his kitchen when he went to get water late at night it looked like an antique and very old he thought maybe his parents had gotten a new clock and had forgotten to tell him about it so he let it be. Then Chrissy Cunningham died and the whole town seemed to be a madhouse. Steve was worried sick about you and everyone else and then it happened. Steve got Vecna'd while he was in the upside down with you, Eddie, Robin, and Nancy. You we're scared especially after what happened to max at the graveyard your heart felt like it was in your stomach and all of a sudden Robin pulled Steve's walkman out of your bag and dumped the cassette tapes on the ground, frantically looking for his favorite song and you picked "Should I stay or should i go" and smiled faintly as this was the song you both heard on your first date at the arcade where you beat him at Galaga. You quickly put the headphones on Steve's head and before you could click play you we're shown a memory of your dad drinking on the couch while watching a sports game when the TV all of a sudden shuts off. Your dad immediately went into a rage cursing up a storm when called you down "(M/N) GET YOUR LAZY ASS DOWN AND FIX THIS FUCKING TV!" he yelled. You can rushing down and tried to fix the TV but only made it worse you tried to turn around and tell your father but you felt something smash one the back of the skull and passed out. You woke up next to Steve as he smiled at you. Another memory you thought. You recognized it as the time you got your "letter" from your dream college accepting you. You felt yourself panicking but smiled to Steve as he hugged you saying "M/N I'm so proud of you for getting into your dream college" you smiled as you thought of earlier that week when you threw away the real letter of rejection. Then you blacked out again waking up next to Steve, Eddie, Robin, and Nancy with tears streaming down your face. Steve looked hurt and surprised as well as everyone else. After you all got out of the upside down Steve pulled you aside to talk to you about the memories. He hugged you and whispered in your ear "I'm sorry you couldn't tell me about all that I'm so so sorry (M/N)" you hugged him back as you started to tear up. The sweet moment was ruined when Dustin came into the room and said "guys come on we need to start planning about how to attack Vecna."