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eddiessidegirl ยท 1 year ago
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8, 15, 34 and 40! ๐Ÿ–ค
8; Whatโ€™s your favorite band/artist?ย Unabashedly itโ€™s Taylor Swift, iโ€™ve grown up with her and weโ€™re similar in age so i relate to her so much ๐Ÿ’•
15; Whatโ€™s your favorite season?ย iโ€™m obsessed with fall, especially early fall! rain is one of my favourite weather systems so it makes sense also halloween ๐Ÿ˜‚
34; Whatโ€™s your favorite flower?ย Black Dahlias! theyโ€™re such beautiful flowers ๐Ÿฅน
40; Do you like the beach? Do you prefer it sunny or cloudy? i love beaches, but i donโ€™t get to visit often, rock and sand! either weather tbh as long as iโ€™m dressed appropriately
ahhh thank you kiki! iโ€™m sitting in an airport terminal bored and waiting for someoneโ€™s plane so this was nice!
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emotionaldreamer ยท 2 years ago
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This series has been completed and honestly I'm in awe of how incredible this is. I'm so sad to see it come to a close but knowing that there's bonus chapters has me all excited.
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If you haven't read "World's Apart" yet, you need to do it right now. I don't care where you are or what you're doing. Just stop and read this and make sure you have tissues because you'll need them.
Kiki is an incredible writer and I'm so excited for what she might write next. She's given so much to this series and it really shows.
Thank you for our Monster Slayer and Songbird, I will always, always love them and this song.
"Woke up to the sound of pouring rain. The wind would whisper and I'd think of you. And all the tears you cried โ€“ they called my name. And when you needed me I came through"
Thank you again Kiki โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ
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๐–๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ ๐€๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ญ - ๐’๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐Œ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ
๐๐š๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  | ย Eddie Munson x female reader
๐’๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ | THEN. Youโ€™re the only survivor among the Mind Flayerโ€™s victims, thanks to your friends - but after the Battle of Starcourt, you find yourself adrift in a sea of nightmares. Until an encounter in the woods with Eddie The Freak Munson offers an unexpected life line and turns your world upside down.
NOW. Four months have passed since the winter night you walked out of Eddieโ€™s trailer and his life for good. But when the mysterious headaches and nightmares return full-force and something wicked stirs in sleepy Hawkins, starting a witch hunt against Eddie, you realize that there are two things in this world that might be more persistent than youโ€™d thought: Evilโ€ฆand love.
The story will be told in two timelines: the past (after the Battle of Starcourt) and the present (during the events of season 4).
๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ญ | angst with a happy ending, fluff, smut, it turned into a fix it fic for ST4
๐’๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ | SMUT (you need to be 18+ to read this story!), angst with a happy ending, attempted assault, bullying, canon-typical violence ย 
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๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ž๐ง๐ž: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐–๐จ๐จ๐๐ฌ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐“๐ฐ๐จ: ๐–๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐“๐ก๐ซ๐ž๐ž: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ ๐–๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐…๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐…๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค ๐€๐ง๐ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐’๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐…๐ข๐ฏ๐ž: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐’๐จ๐ง๐  ๐‘๐ž๐ฆ๐š๐ข๐ง๐ฌ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐’๐š๐ฆ๐ž
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐’๐ข๐ฑ: ๐‡๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐…๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐’๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง: ๐’๐ญ๐š๐ข๐ง๐ž๐-๐†๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐‘๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐„๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ: ๐“๐จ ๐…๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐…๐ข๐ซ๐ž ๐–๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐…๐ข๐ซ๐ž
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ž: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ž๐ง ๐‡๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐‚๐ฅ๐ฎ๐›
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐“๐ž๐ง: ๐’๐ฆ๐จ๐ค๐ž ๐€๐ง๐ ๐Œ๐ข๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌย 
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐„๐ฅ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง: ๐–๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ ๐€๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ญย 
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐“๐ฐ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ž: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐“๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐”๐ฌ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ž๐ž๐ง: ๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐’๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐…๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ๐ž๐ž๐ง: ๐’๐ฐ๐š๐ง ๐’๐จ๐ง๐ 
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐…๐ข๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ž๐ง: ๐†๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐’๐ข๐ฅ๐ค
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐’๐ข๐ฑ๐ญ๐ž๐ž๐ง: ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‹๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ ๐–๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ƒ๐š๐ซ๐ค
+ ๐›๐จ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ (๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐œ๐ž๐)
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your-stranger-halfblood-things ยท 3 months ago
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"Uh, you can start with these," Eddie said, handing Steve a few of his CDs. "There's Dio, Ozzy, and Iron Maiden."
Steve took them gratefully. "Thanks. The kids tell me Wham! won't cut it for the car."
Eddie smiled. "Yeah, no." He turned back to his CD rack. "I also have less metal and more punk, but I feel like the kids wouldn't like that. But like, uh, Dead Kennedys and The Queers. Also Sex Pistols, but they're kinda basic. And I know Baby Byers is familiar with The Clash, so..." he laughed awkwardly, realizing he was rambling.
Steve was listening with interest. He would never admit it, but he liked hearing Eddie talk. "I think these three are good," he said finally, holding up the CDs. "Thanks again."
"Yeah no problem," Eddie walked him to the door.
Steve walked down the grass before Eddie called out to him, "A Different Corner! It's a good song!"
Steve turned around, looking confused and Eddie chuckled awkwardly, scratching his head. "Uh, Wham!-?"
Steve nodded in understanding. "I dunno, I'd say pretty basic," he said, copying Eddie's earlier words and he continued to walk back with a smile on his face, leaving Eddie standing by the door of the trailer.
"Bastard," Eddie muttered, closing the door, smiling wide.
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putting-eddie-munson-in-places ยท 4 months ago
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What about on an Iron Maiden album cover? Their little zombie mascot guy is named Eddie too!
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eddie the dead
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frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe ยท 11 months ago
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@steddiemas Day 25 - ย Opening gifts
pairing:ย steddieย | word count:ย 2,674 | rated:ย T
hello again friends! this one is late (again, i'm sorry ๐Ÿ˜ญ) but here's the next part for day 25!! I had a great holiday and i hope you all did too!!
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The whirlwind of the next couple days surprises him; after dinner on the 21st, there was a whole two days where he didnโ€™t see Steve at all.
He was out of town on the 22nd alltogether for what Robin called โ€œThe Harrington Fake As Fuck Holiday Tourโ€, off seeing his grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins, and the 23rd is when Wayneโ€™s plant had their Christmas potluck.ย 
He may not have liked the holiday season all that much in the years before this, but who is he to turn down a full day of food?
It was on the way home from said potluck that Eddie realized.ย 
โ€œOh fuck..โ€
โ€œHm?โ€ Wayne hums from the driverโ€™s seat.
โ€œOh fuck. Fuckfuckfuck! I donโ€™t have a present for him!โ€ Eddie whips his head around to gape at the side of his uncleโ€™s face, โ€œWayne, I donโ€™t have a present for Steve!โ€
Wayne huffs out a breath, a low โ€œGoddammit, boy.โ€ coming out with it.
โ€œWhat am I supposed to do?โ€
โ€œSounds like youโ€™re goinโ€™ shoppinโ€™ tomorrow, Ed.โ€ heโ€™s still shaking his head.
โ€œI donโ€™t have the cash for that, what am I supposed to do? What do you get your brand new boyfriend for Christmas?โ€ Eddie pauses. โ€œWait, are we boyfriends?โ€
โ€œYโ€™do know you two were friends before you were maybe boyfriends, right?โ€ Wayne says, โ€œWhat were ya gonna give him?โ€
โ€œI was going to make him a battle jacketโ€“but thatโ€™s not nearly good enough, Wayne! He only wore mine that one time! What was I thinking, he doesnโ€™t wear vests, he needs something better, I need more cash, he needs something-โ€“โ€
โ€œCalm down Eds, take a breath.โ€ Wayne takes a hand off the wheel to clasp a hand over Eddieโ€™s shoulder. โ€œSteve will appreciate literally anything you give him, he even liked it when you kissed him,โ€
โ€œShut up,โ€
โ€œAnd you may be right,โ€ Wayne shrugs, taking his hand off Eddieโ€™s shoulder to do so, โ€œHe might not be a vest kinda guy, but what if ya, now hear me out on this, leave the sleeves on the damn thing?โ€
Eddie turns to blink stupidly at his uncle, now gazing at him as if over a pair of invisible glasses.
They both burst out laughing, โ€œOkay, okay, Iโ€™ll still make him the jacketโ€ฆthough I donโ€™t know if I have enough patches.โ€
Wayne only scoffs at him, turning his attention back to the road when the light turns green, โ€œThatโ€™s a damn lie and you know it.โ€
โ€œI donโ€™t!โ€ โ€œYou have a whole fuckinโ€™ shoebox of โ€˜em in that closet of yours! You dump it out every time you add something to your own vest.โ€
โ€œLet me rephrase: I donโ€™t have enough Steve patches.โ€
โ€œThe hell is a Steve Patch?โ€
A Steve Patch, as Wayne soon finds out, is one of any number of patches Eddie may get his grubby paws on that isnโ€™t something to do with one of the bands he listens to, or something to do with that game he likes.
โ€œItโ€™s gotta be things he likes, right?โ€
โ€œSure,โ€ Wayne nods from his recliner, not bothering to look up from his paper at the pile of patches and miscellaneous bobbins of thread that his nephew has dumped all over their coffee table. โ€œOr you can add a few thatโ€™ll remind him of you and take him to get moreโ€™a his own later. Make a day of it.โ€
His silence makes Wayne look up. Eddieโ€™s gaping at him.
โ€œWhat?โ€
โ€œAnyone ever tell you youโ€™re a genius?โ€
โ€œHmph,โ€ he says, and goes back to reading.
Eddieโ€™s hushed โ€˜Ow!โ€™s and โ€˜Fuck!โ€™s mingle with the low radio playing through the rest of their evening.
Steveโ€™s old-new jacket was thrifted a couple months ago now, the denim only a couple shades darker than the denim of his own vest, and Eddieโ€™d immediately brought it home and told Wayne of his plan.
His uncle had called him on his intentions almost as quick, saying โ€œHe must be pretty special, huh?โ€ย 
So Eddie worked through the night, moving into his own room come about three on the morning of the 24th to let Wayne sleep in peace. In the end, he only had four patches to add to the jacket: an Ozzy patch for Steveโ€™s similar bat chomping prowess, one of the KISS logo since Steve had really taken to a few of their songs, a D20 for him and the rest of the party, and a scruffy-looking BMW patch heโ€™d found at the same time heโ€™d found the jacket; but the longer part of his work was the painstakingly embroidering a scattering of bats up the left arm of the jacket, and the best copy of Steveโ€™s spiked nailbat he could manage along the backside of the right forearm, putting the spiked end close to the end of the sleeve.
He packed it up carefully, in a box that previously held kindling (old notes leftover from school), wrapping it up with a couple sheets of the last monthsโ€™ Funnies, and laid down to catch at least a couple hours.
-x-
A few hours later, Eddie finds himself on the Harringtonsโ€™ front steps.
Steve should be back by now, of course, and the rest of the party he knows will be at home with the rest of their families. It is Christmas Eve, of course.
He hoped to just drop by to give Steve his gift, but he secretly hoped Mr. and Mrs. Harrington would continue to be Americaโ€™s Greatest Parents and make themselves scarce for the fifth year in a row.
Aw fuck, thatโ€™s a shitty thing to think, hoping that his boyfrienโ€”best frienโ€”frienโ€” Steveโ€™s parents would be gone so Steve would have time for him?
How did Steve find it in him to like Christmas so damn much if his parents were always gone? Was Robin even telling the truth? Have they really been gone each of the past four?
Eddieโ€™s almost-panicked contemplation is interrupted when Steve opens the door.
โ€œEds, hi! What are yoโ€”โ€
โ€œHow do you like Christmas so much?โ€
โ€œUh..what?โ€
Damn it Eddie, this is not the time for this. โ€œNevermind, nevermind, hey Stevie; can I come in?โ€
โ€œYeah, oโ€™course.โ€ He steps out of the way of the door and closes the door behind Eddie when he enters. โ€œWhat brings you by? Not doing anything with Wayne?โ€
โ€œHeโ€™s working tonight, so our only plans are cinnamon rolls for breakfast in the morning.โ€ he shrugs.
Steve nods, โ€œSo whatโ€™ve you got there, sweetheart?โ€
Eddieโ€™s heart swoops at the name, โ€œI uh, got you something.โ€
โ€œYou did?โ€ His face looks incredibly fond.
โ€œYeah, so you better have gotten me something too, big boy.โ€ Eddie huffs, wrestling with the laces on his boots โ€œIโ€™ll tell you all about it as soon as I get these off.โ€
Suddenly, Steveโ€™s down on one knee in front of him and reaching for his leg. โ€œGive it here before you fall over.โ€
Steve hooks one hand around the back of his heel, and the other makes quick work of the fraying laces. Eddie quite likes to think he was holding it together just fine, thank you, until Steveโ€™s hand moves from his laces to the back of his knee.
Eddieโ€™s face flushes fast, and his boot is off in the next second.
Who the fuck has a knee-pit thing?
Steve sets down that leg and carefully lifts the other for the same treatment.
Okay, maybe itโ€™s just a โ€˜Steve is touching a part of me that literally no one else ever has beforeโ€™ thing, but still.
All in all, it was maybe a whole 30 seconds that Steve was knelt down in front of him, but it felt like it was an instant and like it was hours at the same time.
โ€œThere ya goโ€ Steve grins, standing again, โ€œCan I open my present now?โ€
โ€œBe my guest, sunshine.โ€ he passes Steve the box very cool-like and not at all still flustered with his voice still pitched high, thank you very much.
Steve starts in on Garfield, stolling into the living room and leaving a trail of shredded paper in his wake.
โ€œOoh, a box, thanks Eds.โ€ Steve smirks, sinking onto the end of the couch closest to the tree.
โ€œHa ha ha.โ€ Eddie deadpans in return, shoving his hands into his pockets and wanting desperately to look away from Steveโ€™s possible reaction; but he canโ€™t. Heโ€™s nearly vibrating in anticipation.
He finally tears through the flimsy scotch tape holding the top flaps together and opens it.ย 
Steveโ€™s eyes jump to Eddieโ€™s immediately, his jaw dropping.
โ€œIs thisโ€“โ€ he looks back down at it, pulls the jacket out and free of the box as he stands back up to hold it out in front of him.
Eddieโ€™s face feels like itโ€™s on fire, like his innards are stretched and twisted like the worldโ€™s most complicated pretzel.
Steveโ€™s eyes are on him again, โ€œYou made me a battle jacket?โ€
All Eddie could do was nod, his throat clenched tight.
His heart was thrust somewhere into the aforementioned gut-pretzel when Steve slipped the jacket over his shoulders.ย 
Why he thought he could see it better while it was on him is knowledge lost to Eddie, but he tries his damndest to twist around to see the BMW and KISS patches on his right side. He seemed to notice the threads covering his arms when trying to pull the left hem of the jacket around to admire the Ozzy and D20 patches there.
โ€œEddie, did youโ€”โ€ Steve looks up at him in wonder
โ€œMm hmm,โ€ he nods, then has to yank his hands out of his pockets as quickly as he can, wrapping his palms over careful stitches in denim when Steve takes two long strides to pull Eddie to him.
Now, up until the exact moment Steveโ€™s lips were on his, Eddie could be convinced that what happened on Steveโ€™s back patio a couple days ago was just a fluke; a daydream maybe, possibly a nightmare meant to torture him and he really had died back in March.
But he didnโ€™t.
He was here. Being kissed by his boyfriend. For a present heโ€™d given him for Christmas.
Holy shit..
โ€œEddie..โ€ Steve breathes his name like a prayer and Eddieโ€™s stomach swoops in response. โ€œYou are amazing, dโ€™yโ€™know that?โ€
Eddie hums into another kiss, his head is swimming, โ€œHmmm..no. Tell me again.โ€ he teases.
Steve huffs a laugh, โ€œYou are amazing, Eddie Munson, you stitched this with your own two hands just for me?โ€
โ€œItโ€™s only four patches.โ€ he noses forward to connect their lips again, but is held at bay. He opens his eyes to Steveโ€™s own boring into him.
โ€œItโ€™s only nothing, Eds. Do you see this?!โ€ Steve lifts his arm between them, the right one with the nail bat, โ€œAnd this?โ€ he says, re-placing his hand on Eddieโ€™s cheek to lift his left into view instead, the arm with the bats. โ€œYou did that yourself, by hand. You are so fucking talented, Eddie. I love y--it. I love it. Thank you.โ€
Eddieโ€™s finally rewarded with another kiss for having to suffer through that praise.
โ€œYouโ€™re welcome, sunshine.โ€
Steve pulls back again, searching his face with those striking hazel eyes of his. His expression steels. โ€œDamn you, Munson.โ€ he practically hisses, letting Eddie go completely.
โ€œAw what?โ€ he jokes over the stabbing pain in his gut, โ€œFirst Iโ€™m amazing and nowโ€”โ€
โ€œOh shush,โ€ Steve chides him, crouching down to search the lowest branches of his tree.ย 
โ€œWe really need to find you a back patch for that thing.โ€ he mumbles while Steve continues his search.ย 
โ€œAh ha! Got it!โ€ Steve stands and rushes back to him, โ€œHere, open it.โ€
A simple white envelope is pressed into his hand.
โ€œLook, Steve I really appreciate the thought,โ€ Eddie starts, flipping open the top flap open, โ€œBut Iโ€™ve got a job you knoโ€”โ€
His joking is cut off when he feels the thick cardstock finally drop into his palm from the upturned envelope.
Eddie looks down at it.
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Thereโ€™s two of them. General admission, for just a couple months from now.
Eddieโ€™s not new to this, heโ€™s been following the bits of news he could of his favorite bandsโ€™ tours and Iron Maiden is in what, Italy right now? He knew they were coming closer again soon but must not have been watching close enough.. He didnโ€™t even realize these had gone on sale yet.
โ€œSteve, these areโ€“โ€
โ€œNot as cool as Metallica or Ozzy, I know, but neither are coming by anywhere close anytime soon, and I knew you liked these guys too, the skull guy? Whatever, point is, I picked them up a couple weeks ago when me and Rob went up to Indy last and I thought maybe you and Wayne could go, or you and Jeff maybeโ€”โ€
Eddie had stared, transfixed, while Steve went on his little tirade, pacing back and forth, but hold on..
โ€œHold on, Steve, stop.โ€
He does, looking nervous.
โ€œSteve, sweetheart, first of all: thank you. This is amazing, perfect even! Second,โ€ he drops the envelope onto the coffee table and runs his hands up and down Steveโ€™s arms soothingly, โ€œWhat in the world makes you think Wayne would want to come with me?โ€
It works, and Steve huffs out a laugh, rolling his eyes at him.
โ€œYou know what I meant, dickhead.โ€
โ€œI know, sweetheart, but thereโ€™s only one person Iโ€™d want to come with me.โ€
Steveโ€™s lips twitch, โ€œI dunno Eds, Iโ€™m pretty cool with Claudia, but I donโ€™t think even I could convince her to let her precious Dusty Buns go with you.โ€
Eddie smirks at him, letting his arms go โ€œNow whoโ€™s being a dickhead.โ€
Steve smiles back, then his face falters, โ€œYou sure you like them? I can always get them exchanged or give them to someoโ€”โ€
โ€œYou better fuckinโ€™ not,โ€ Eddie says, snatching the envelope back up and clutching it close to his chest, โ€œMy boyfriend got me these tickets, you cur.โ€
He expected Steve to latch on to that one, say something like โ€œWhatโ€“Whatโ€™d you just call me?โ€, or โ€œCur? Who are you, Shakespeare?โ€, hell, even something as simple as โ€œ..Gross.โ€, but nothing comes.
Heโ€™s justโ€ฆstaring at him.
โ€œWhat? Do I have something on my face?โ€
โ€œ...Boyfriend?โ€
Oh shit.
โ€œUm..โ€ Eddie gulps loudly, โ€œY-yeah, that okay?โ€
Steveโ€™s hands are cupped around his face not a second later, and his lips on Eddieโ€™s another moment later.
Heโ€™s lost to the feeling instantly, thereโ€™s nothing but SteveSteveSteve running through his head, wading through his soupy brains to reach all corners.
Steve licks into his mouth and Eddie melts to his front, arms wrapping around his boyfriend.
Eventually, Steve pulls back enough to murmur, โ€œIโ€™d love to be your boyfriend, Eddie.โ€
Eddie kisses him again, nothing pushy, no expectations, only the weird sense of gratefulness he has for Steve accepting his new title.
Steve hums in satisfaction when Eddie finally does let him go and gives him a last quick peck on the nose, which Steve pushes him off for with a smile.
โ€œSo whattya wanna do tonight, sweetheart? You got any good movies around here?โ€ Eddie says, turning to squat down in front of Steve and Robinโ€™s pile of favorite tapes next to the TV.
โ€œWell, you knowโ€ฆโ€
โ€œ..I know?โ€ Eddie encourages, picking up a copy of Rocky Horror in one hand and Rocky in the other.
โ€œThere are some things I havenโ€™t done with a boyfriend before..โ€
โ€œUh, yeah, Iโ€™d hope not Stevie.โ€ Eddie scoffs as Steve starts to move, heading out the room, โ€œYouโ€™ve never had one before.โ€
โ€œExactly.โ€ He rounds the corner out the door.
Eddie assumes heโ€™s heading to the kitchen for snacks, but drops both tapes when he hears the bottom step creak.
Oh.
Youโ€™re just a whole-ass idiot, arenโ€™t you Munson?
โ€œYou cominโ€™ Eds?โ€
Eddieโ€™s on his feet in an instant and on the steps behind Steve before heโ€™s even done talking. โ€œHoly shit, uh..yes, yep, yeah the fuck I am, Jesus H. Christ.โ€
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oooohh i think the fic rating is about to go up ๐Ÿ‘€
some notes:
i based the ticket text off this image from a Bon Jovi show a week before iron Maiden's scheduled show (i couldn't find a pic of the IM show ticket, and i'm not sure if it also started at 7:30)
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$14.50 in November 1986 dollars would $40.33 in November 2023 dollars!
the show date is an actual date i got from Iron Maiden's website! and eddie was right, last he may have heard, they would've likely played their last shows in Italy before the holiday in '86.
i am not the first or last person to give steve a jacket with patches and i just know he's gonna have fun finding more pins and patches for it with both robin and eddie <3
other parts! Pt. 1 (Day 1) | Pt. 2 (Day 2) | Pt. 3 (Day 5) | Pt. 4 (Day 6) | Pt. 5 (Day 7) | Pt. 6 (Day 11) | Pt. 7 (Day 13) | Pt. 8 (Day 18) | Pt. 9 (Day 21) | Pt. 10 (Day 25) [YOU ARE HERE] also on AO3! this year
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corrodedcoughin ยท 1 year ago
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Eddie and Robin floating around Steveโ€™s pool with hangovers while Steve, also hungover, tries to throw cereal in their mouths. Margaritaville by Jimmy buffet plays on loop on the โ€˜hangover from hell cureโ€™ tape that Eddie swears by.
Eventually Steve swaps to a water gun filled with apple juice when Eddie and Robin complain they are thirsty
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alltheweirdkidsinoneplace ยท 2 years ago
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Eddie Munson + potential Iron Maiden references
because I'm hyperfixiating and desperate. Also apparently not everyone was raised on 80s metal, so this might be new to some people and gatekeeping is lame. None of this is confirmed obviously and I'm probably reaching but here we go
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let's start with the most obvious one: This is Iron Maiden's mascot. His name is Eddie. He's been on every single album cover, most single covers, merch, posters... He looks a little different every time, but he's always undead.
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This is the cover artwork for the 1982 album The Number of the Beast. It features A huge version of Eddie, controlling the strings of a red, devil-like creature, which in turn holds the strings of a tiny version of Eddie. The Devil (Vecna, there I said it) is not shown to be aware of Big Eddie controlling him. It's all very double agent, The Spy parallel. Also if you take just the frame of Big Eddie's hand and the devil, it looks A LOT like Eddie Munson's puppetmaster tattoo. With a little fantasy and even more reaching there's also some vaguely mindflayery shape in the background of the image.
(probably irrelevant but still fun fact: This album was released on March 22nd 1982 - EXACTLY four years before Eddie Munson became the main suspect in Chrissy's death)
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This one speaks for itself. We've all seen the Eddie prequel book that's gonna come out later this year with literally the same title as this 1983 song.
Interestingly, Eddie has batwings here, aka KAS THEORY CONFIRMED?
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This one, holy shit. This is the artwork for the 1986 (!) album Somewhere in Time, and if the year and title weren't enough, there is so much more.
1. Again starting with the most obvious: There is a graffito on the wall to the very right that literally says EDDIE LIVES.
2. Under the graffito we see a hand reaching up from the ground (grave?). The version of Eddie that we get here is a cyborg, and the hand on the ground looks very cyborg-esque as well. The band members are seen a little towards the left as normal humans, so it's not like everyone's just a cyborg in this world. Ergo the hand belongs to a second Eddie, which is very in line with the whole "there is another timeline with shadow selves"-theory.
3. The red clouds in the background are very vecna-y.
4. The little winged figure from the Flight of Icarus cover is seen left of the big tower in the middle.
5. The neon sign of the movie theatre to the very bottom left contains the words "Live After Death" (illegible here, but it's there!)
6. The lyrics on this album! In particular Wasted Years, featuring the lines "But now it seems I'm just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but someone else"
- again, very much in line with shadow selves. And even more Stranger in a Strange Land:
"Was many years ago that I left home and came this way
I was a young man full of hopes and dreams
But now it seems to me that all is lost and nothing gained
Sometimes things ain't what they seem
No brave new world, no brave new world
No brave new world, no brave new world
Night and day I scan horizon, sea and sky
My spirit wanders endlessly
Until the day will dawn and friends from home discover why
Hear me calling, rescue me
Set me free, set me free
Lost in this place and leave no trace
Stranger in a strange land
Land of ice and snow
Trapped inside this prison
Lost and far from home
[...]
They found his body lying where it fell on that day
Preserved in time for all to see
No brave new world, no brave new world
Lost in this place, and leave no trace
What became of the man that started
All are gone and their souls departed
Left me here in this place so all alone"
Does that sound like someone left for dead in the Upside Down or is that just me?
7. idk a fuckload more in the cover probablay because it's wild.
Bonus Metallica fact: Master of Puppets was released on March 3rd 1986. Eeven if he bought the album the day it was released (he would) that would have given him under three weeks to rehearse it so much that he could give the most metal concert ever on March 27th.
Anyway that's just from the top of my head; I might add on to it if/when I think of more. PLEASE spam me with your theories I beg you.
Side note: Contrary to popular belief, if you got into metal because of Eddie: That's awesome! Welcome! Again, gatekeeping sucks; we've all had our minds blown by a Metallica song for the first time at some point, so let's be nice to the newcomers.
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hardcrowndonut ยท 6 months ago
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Eddie Munson wallpaper.
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drallimylime ยท 5 months ago
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shows up to the hairdressers with a photo of steve harris circa 1982, begging for the same treatment
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catharusustulatus ยท 1 year ago
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Steddie twist on Stardust, where Eddie dares to cross into the realm of fairy to retrieve a fallen star to impress a young maiden heโ€™s infatuated withโ€ฆonly to stumble upon the star in human form as the most beautiful thing heโ€™s ever laid eyes on, a naked man named Steven covered in constellations of moles and freckles.
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exilynn ยท 3 months ago
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Hey, loves. I brought some HEADCANON'S from my BOOK;AU with Eddie. This is nothing more satisfying (it's all to promote my content and have some fun)
(echoes nocteris
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Being in a relationship with Eddie from the perspective of Flight of Icarus - Loves Dragons
๐Ÿน It's not a good idea to talk about other guys who resemble himโ€” Eddie is a card-carrying jealous type. He respects you, but he can't help wanting to be the only guy in your life!
๐Ÿน The love between you two is mutual, and the passion is intense and frightening. You would die for each other. But maybe it's just a "fantasy," and you're both aware of the limits of wanting each other in your lives.
๐Ÿน From Eddie's perspective, everything you do can excite him, just like in The Police's song Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic.
๐Ÿน You and he have a few things in common, even in music. Like your shared love for Iron Maiden, Depeche Mode, and more.
๐Ÿน You're the center of his world, and he tries not to overdo it to avoid scaring you, but he ends up being a damn last romantic anyway.
๐Ÿน Eddie found the same comfort in you that he has in Wayne, and he sees that as a gift after feeling like he was 'cursed' his whole life.
๐Ÿน That time you played D&D into the early hours, he surprised you with his courage and determination. He believed in your abilities, but you definitely hooked him (forever?).
๐Ÿน Since you write, he teases you, pestering to read your writings because he knows what they're about (erotic literature/drama).
๐Ÿน The fights, a key point: Eddie knows he acts immaturely in some of them, but you always find a way to understand each other again despite the complexities. And those fights are "resolved" in bed, thatโ€™s it.
๐Ÿน You "stripped" his soul and calmed the "dragons," and he couldn't be more grateful. (He lost his virginity with you.)
๐Ÿน Despite his 'corroded' childhood and youth, Eddie gives his heart and soul to you, as if it's not much, but it would be his everything.
๐Ÿน Not being used to affection and interest, you were the only girl who cared about his past jobs. Like when he told you, embarrassed, about working as a bartender for a while on the east side of Howling, but you looked at him as if he were your treasure, and you were the dragon that would protect him.
๐Ÿน Eddie knows how to provoke jealousy by saying nonsense, never intending to belittle you. But he brags about his past and that damn "romantic adventures" diary.
๐Ÿน He says stupid things like, "I'm not Kurt Cobain, but I'd kinda take a bullet for you."
๐Ÿน Raised by women, heโ€™s completely respectful towards all women he interacts with. And donโ€™t worry, heโ€™ll be there for you if you're dealing with a terrible PMS (even if it means challenging your red dragon within).
๐Ÿน Eddie is never quite sure if you enjoy his worldโ€”I mean, you brought the comfort he never had in childhood with his dad. So he sees you as a significant attachment figure.
๐Ÿน He knows, he just knows where to touch you if he wants to stir a mix of excitement and confusion.
๐Ÿน Eddie loves a light BDSM game when you grab his handcuffs off the wardrobe and show him who's boss (he enjoys that role reversal).
๐Ÿน He would show you Hot Wheels collections you used to play with and a bunch of junk he kept somewhere from the old mechanic shop where he worked with Wayne as a teenager. It's all part of the flirting, trust me.
๐Ÿน He would joke about how you ignore him and give attention to "non-living" things, referring to "stupid devices" that don't entertain you.
๐Ÿน He always makes sure to check on you, and if he suspects you're not okay, he'll find any excuse to cheer you up and help you shut off from your problems.
๐Ÿน Heโ€™s a big, romantic lover, and when heโ€™s high, he creates entire semi-intellectual debates (the perfect opportunity since he's a nerd). "The guys from Athens looked like they were wearing grandma's clothes they bought at a thrift store" (probably in a discussion about Socrates and the academy).
๐Ÿน One of the worst things he can see is you crying, so be aware that he'll make you laugh (after youโ€™ve sobbed and heโ€™s hugged you tight).
๐Ÿน The whole thing about him seeing himself as the town's (freak) because of Jason and his crew (Jason, you bastard). Eddie doesnโ€™t feel like that anymore โ€”the horrendous creatureโ€”since he fell in love with you and you brought emotional stability into his life.
๐Ÿน When he runs out of creativity for songs and crumples up papers but then reconsiders because you taught him a sacred (fake, made-up by you) proverb: the "I should."
๐Ÿน Eddie is the type of "star lover," so heโ€™ll invite you, in the middle of the night, after youโ€™ve bundled up, to stargaze (because he appreciates you and couldnโ€™t be more comfortable comparing you to them).
๐Ÿน Heโ€™s the noise guy, but he doesnโ€™t mind spending some quiet time when he's with you. Putting on some slow music, whether to dance or just to enjoy the moment in the trailer with you.
๐Ÿน Heโ€™d probably have a custom necklace made for you and give you his skull ring, even though he sees it as his "lucky charm."
๐Ÿน Heโ€™s a tease, thatโ€™s the word. If you want to sit still for a while, fiddling with something that isnโ€™t him, heโ€™ll bug you until you pay attention (needy but mature enough to understand space).
๐Ÿน He lightly squeezes the back of your neck when you're anxiousโ€”the neck and shoulders are the tensest parts of your body, and he knows it. Besides your restless legs, which he calms by holding them with caresses.
๐Ÿน He loves that "hit and return" game, like when you challenge him to a silly duel.
๐Ÿน Eddie protects you at all costs; if you have unfaithful friends, heโ€™ll choose you over them every time. Anyone who harms your honor is no longer worthy.
๐Ÿน If he sees someone circling you with malicious intent, heโ€™ll pull you away from what he calls a threat to his Punk Fairy/Banshee.
๐Ÿน He would dedicate anything to make you feel like the most badass, strong, and beautiful woman in the worldโ€ฆ especially in his little world.
If you guys like it, I'll bring some of the best quotes he said in the book <3
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kirlias452 ยท 1 year ago
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Look; Eddie Munson is cool and all, but Iโ€™m actually looking for another Eddieโ€ฆ preferably with โ€˜The Headโ€™ after it.
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inthedarknessofnight ยท 2 months ago
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do i even need to say itโ€ฆ
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eddiemunsonspantschain ยท 1 year ago
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I think we could all do with extra love at the momentโ€ฆ so Iโ€™m sending this to all of my favourite writers! ๐Ÿคโœจ your writing keeps this community alive and we all adore you for it ๐Ÿฅฐ
Tag your favourite writers/fics below and keep the love going
Omg thank you!! This was so nice to wake up to esp not being fully online lately ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ–ค
edit: I missted the tag bit, here I go!!
@wroteclassicaly @corrodedcorpses @boomhauer @eddiemunsons-missingnipple @loveshotzz @trashmouth-richie @andvys @munsons-maiden
If you haven't read anything from these people, first off, what're you doing? Secondly, go to their blogs and just get lost in the sauce okay? I'll see you in a few days.
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resident-gay-bitch ยท 2 months ago
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Rip Eddie Munson you would have loved the Iron Maiden Future Past tour 2024 :(
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aingealbites ยท 1 year ago
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Y'all, I'm so happy!!! It arrived a day early, I'm looking forward to reading it.
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