#she says this loudly in the middle of an empty family video eddie walks in during the middle of the argument that follows

[inthewychelm]

ive been thinking about hard of hearing steve, who started losing his hearing after starcourt, the scoops troops are the first to find out because of how attached they are, robin erica and dustin all insist on steve learning to sign but he's insecure about learning a new language so they slowly learn and start teaching him

after vecna, eddie gets adopted to their little group and starts picking up on the signs and learning on his own, still struggles to hold a conversation, esp with the likes of robin or dustin, but he atleast knows simple words and phrases enough to communicate, eddie also gets into the habit of signing ILY to steve before he leaves, except steve rarely studies asl on his own most of what he remembers is from robin/erica/dustin, who never thought to teach him that specific sign, so steve just thinks eddie is just being a metalhead throwing up a 'rock on' gesture, hes still absolutely endeared by eddie doing this but he doesn't realize that eddie saying he loves him everyday, what follows is a ridiculous amount of pining where only steve doesn't know because everyone else know what that sign means, he only finds out because after gossiping with robin(who has tried to tell steve that its reciprocated) about eddie, erica interupts their convo by telling steve that eddie tells him he loves steve everyday (that clown is so obviously in love with you, how are you still pining? you're supposed to be a expert, steve?)

(edit 07/23: this fic is now on ao3)

[munson-blurbs]

Get Out of My Head (Eddie x Fem!Reader)

You can’t get rid of Eddie Munson...but do you really want to?

Warnings: 18+ only (some smut, minors DNI), language, mention of Jason Carver, SO MUCH ANGST

WC: 2.8k

A/N: This might be my favorite one so far...feedback is so appreciated!

Late May, 1986. You just finished your second year of college, and you’re back home in Hawkins, Indiana for the summer. Your school is one of the first to get out among the smattering of high school friends you had left, which means you’re bored and alone for the next week or so. After unpacking and helping your mom with dinner, you drive your clunker of a Honda to Family Video in a meager attempt to cure your boredom. 

Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley are behind the counter in matching uniforms. You remember them from high school. Steve was popular and obnoxious back then. Robin was quieter and, while you didn’t run in the same social circles, she was never mean to you. They seem to get along well now, though, and you wonder silently how this friendship came to be.

Your attention is quickly drawn to another familiar figure learning up against the other side of the counter: Eddie Munson, school freak and Dungeon Master extraordinaire. Your former closest friend and confidant, thrown away after one stupid decision on your part. 

You’d met in middle school in music class. He played the guitar and you played the piano. Your teacher had recommended you both join the school band, and he just snorted, wanting nothing to do with extracurricular activities. You didn’t like them much, either, considering you had enough trouble with bullies during normal school hours. 

It had kicked off a friendship that lasted until the day before you left for freshman year of college in August 1984. Eddie had to repeat his senior year (for the first time), so he’d be staying back.

“Holy shit. Y/F/N fuckin’ Y/L/N,” Eddie says now, snapping you back to the present. Your VHS copy of The Shining slips from your hands and clatters to the floor. You step forward to pick it up, but he’s faster, snatching it in his ring-clad fingers.

“Here, I got it,” he hands it over and shoves his hands into his pockets. “You home for the summer?”

“Mhm,” you nod, refusing to make eye contact.

“Maybe we could...catch up sometime?” His voice cracks a bit, and you can tell he’s nervous. Good. You weren’t the only one, then.

You shake your head. “I don’t think so,” you reply coolly. A bead of sweat trickles down your back, and you know it’s not just from the summer heat.

Suddenly, the room seems too small and you just need to leave. You toss the VHS on the counter, earning an annoyed “hey!” from Steve, and rush out the door. Your Honda stalls the first time you turn over the ignition, but it catches on the second time, thank God, and you drive off empty-handed.

~

You’re on your way to Bradley’s Big Buy the next day to drop off your application for a summer job, when the inevitable happens: your car breaks down on the side of the road.

“FUCK!” you shout as you slam your fists against the wheel, resulting in an appropriately angry honk. It catches the attention of another driver, who pulls over. 

You know that van. You spent so much time in there, getting rides to and from school and toking up in the back. You don’t even need to see the driver to know that it’s Eddie.

“Nope, nope, absolutely not,” you say loudly, going back into your car. You close the door and immediately feel the humidity stick to your skin. It’s between talking to Eddie and suffocating, and you’re having trouble deciding which would be worse.

“C’mon, Y/N,” Eddie walks over, kicking up dirt with each step. His hair is pulled back in a ponytail and off his face, showing off his beautiful bone structure. You shake off the thought, locking the door before he can open it.

“Leave me alone!” you say, blinking back tears in your eyes. You’d managed to avoid Eddie all last summer by taking an internship in Indianapolis, and now you’ve seen him twice in two days. Hawkins was just too small.

He raps on the window impatiently. “You’re gonna die in there!” 

Your response is just crossing your arms and turning your head. He’s right, but you won’t admit it.

He sighs. “Okay, look,” he says finally, “I’ll leave and get Wayne to tow it, but just get out of the car once I go, all right?” There’s a hint of sadness in his voice, and you secretly relish the ounce of power you have over him.

“Fine. Just go.” You should thank him. No, you’ll just thank Wayne. The old man didn’t do anything wrong; just his stupid nephew did.

Eddie leaves and you climb out of the car. Half an hour later, Wayne pulls up with his tow truck. He gives a small grin, the Wayne version of breaking out into song and dance. 

“Y/N,” he says, “Eddie tells me you need a tow.”

“Yeah, thanks,” you start, fanning yourself with your hand. “And maybe some AC?”

“I can offer you both,” Wayne answers, opening the door for you. You hop in as he hooks up your car to the rig.

Wayne Munson was never a talkative man, so you’re surprised when he strikes up a conversation with you as he drives you back to the shop. “Eddie told me you were back in town. ‘S good to see ya, kid.”

You’d practically lived at the Munson trailer, especially when your parents were being particularly hard on you. Wayne didn’t judge; just offered you a safe space to breathe and be yourself.

“‘S great to see you too, Wayne,” you reply. 

“We miss having you at the house. Not the same without you cracking jokes and baking for us. Hand to God, I’ve never had a chocolate chip cookie as good as yours, Y/N.”

This elicits a giggle from you. “I’ll have to drop some off sometime,” you say without thinking. You make a mental note to make sure Eddie’s van is nowhere to be found when you stop by.

Wayne nods. “Or, you can bake at our place like you used to. Makes the place smell good. Otherwise, it just smells like me and Eddie.” He wrinkles his nose. You just nod, knowing that won’t happen.

The rest of the ride passes by in a comfortable silence until you pull up to the auto shop. You see Eddie’s van parked outside and accidentally let out an audible groan. All you have to do is go in, call your parents, and then wait. Maybe you can even walk a few blocks so you don’t have to stick around. Yeah, that’ll work.

“I just need to call my parents to come get me, if that’s okay,” you say to Wayne as you walk in. He nods and points you to the phone, back to being a man of few words.

Before you can pick up the phone, Eddie hurries to your side. “Wait, Y/N,” he says. “Please let me drive you home. I need to talk to you about--about what happened.” You’re about to protest, but he cuts you off. “And then I will leave you alone. You never have to talk to me again, I promise.”

You roll your eyes, but mutter “fine,” and follow him to his van. You pull your knees to your chest, closing yourself off to him. You don’t even care if you get mud on his seats, though he probably does, which makes it even more satisfying. 

“I just want to say that I’m sorry,” he starts as he pulls out of the parking lot. “I was an ass, and I really messed up.”

You scoff. “Messed up? Isn’t that the understatement of the fucking year.”

Eddie keeps his eyes trained on the road, but you notice his grip on the steering wheel tighten. “Yeah, it probably is. I know I hurt you. I never wanted to make you feel...” he trails off, because words can’t adequately express the pain you felt that day.

“Make me feel what? Used? Discarded? Like a piece of fucking meat?” You snap. Your eyes brim with tears, and you don’t have the energy to will them away, so you let them slip down your cheeks.

~

The day before you left for college. August 1984. Butterflies flutter in your stomach, not just anticipating being somewhere new without anyone familiar, but because Eddie Munson is next to you, helping you pack up your parents’ station wagon.

“I think that’s the last box!” He says triumphantly. “You’re ready to leave the nest. Fly, baby bird, fly!” He’s so silly and dramatic, and you throw your head back and laugh.

“Eds, I’m gonna miss you,” you say softly. He pulls you to his chest for a deep hug, resting his head on top of yours.

“I’m gonna visit you all the time,” he promises. “Whenever I can. And then I’m gonna graduate and join you.”

You nod, your chest filling up with emotion. Your heart seems to be beating double-time, and you know you have to go for it.

“Eddie?” you pull away slightly to look up at him. He gives you a small smile and brushes a piece of hair from your face.

“What’s up, sweetheart?”

“Eddie, I--” You’re doing this. You’re really fucking doing this. “I really like you. I’ve liked you for a long time, but I was too afraid...” 

He smiles, the shy grin stretching across his whole face. “Y/N, I’ve liked you for...forever,” he grabs your hand gently, and you squeeze his fingers. “Well, probably since Jason Carver vandalized the Hellfire room and you started that rumor that he has a micro penis.”

You giggled. “Not my fault it was so believable,” you say with a shrug.

Eddie cups your face in his strong hands, leans down, and kisses you. You grab one of his belt loops and kiss him harder, letting your tongue explore his mouth. He lifts you and you wrap your legs around him, weaving your fingers into his curls.

He breaks the kiss tenderly and smiles. “Holy shit. I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”

You look into his chocolate brown eyes. “You wanna go inside?” you ask shyly, and he raises his eyebrows.

“Are y-you sure?” he stammers, “it’ll be your first time--and mine, too, I guess,” he admits sheepishly, even though you already knew he was a virgin.

“’M sure. I want you to be my first, Eds. And I wanna be yours.”

The next few minutes are spent in your bedroom, undressing each other. Eddie pauses before unclasping your bra, but you nod, and he removes it. He immediately kisses your breasts, gently caressing them as he runs his thumbs over your nipples. It sends a shiver down your spine.

You kiss his neck as you unbutton his jeans and pull down his fly, and he steps out of them. His cock is rock hard in his boxers as he climbs on top of you, running his fingers over your soaked panties. You expect him to laugh, but he doesn’t; he just slips his finger under the band and pulls them off. You reach for his boxers and slide them down, careful of his erection. 

You’re both completely naked. You’ve never felt more vulnerable, but also so free. You kiss him harder as he searches for your clit, and you guide his hand to that sweet spot. He mutters a “thanks,” and you smile in response.

There’s no one word to describe sex with Eddie. It’s clumsy and awkward but exciting and romantic. He slides a finger in you and moves it too gently, and you tell him, “You can go faster, Eddie. I’ll tell you if it doesn’t feel good.”

He gets his rhythm and adds another finger. You arch your back, riding a wave of pleasure. “Eddie,” you moan softly. You reach for his cock, stroking it. He places his free hand over yours and moves it faster. 

“Just like that, beautiful girl.” You swallow thickly. Eddie Munson called you beautiful.

You’re soaking wet as he presses himself to your opening, before stopping. “Shit. I don’t have a condom,” he grumbles.

“It’s okay. I just finished my period a few days ago. Just...just pull out, just to be safe.”

He nods and eases his way in. There’s a spark of pain and you grit your teeth. Eddie notices and pauses. “Y-you okay?”

“Yeah. Just hurts a little b-bit, but I’m okay,” you smile up at him reassuringly. “Please, Eddie, I need you.”

He moans, a little whimper, and gently guides himself into you. The pain stops, and then there’s just you and Eddie, losing your virginities to each other.

You giggle, and he starts to laugh, too. “We’re really doing this, aren’t we?” He says incredulously. 

“We really are.”

Eddie thrusts for another minute, his breath getting heavier. “Fuck, Y/N. I can’t hold out.”

“It’s okay.”

“But you didn’t--”

“It’s fine, Eddie. Lots of girls don’t their first time.”

He pulls out, finishing on his own hand. “I’m so sorry,” he mutters. His cheeks are flushed.

You hand him a tissue and kiss his cheek. “We can try again when you visit me at school, yeah?” you ask hopefully.

Eddie’s eyes light up. “Of course.”

The moment is interrupted by a car door slamming.

“My parents!” you scramble for your clothes. “Get dressed!” The two of you rush around the room, throwing on your clothes.

“Eds, your shirt is inside out!” you whisper loudly. He tugs it off and flips it right-side in.

“I’m leaving tomorrow at 9 AM. Come over to say goodbye?” you ask.

He grabs your face and kisses your lips, then your nose. “I’ll be there.”

~

But he’s not.

It’s 9:15, your dad is impatiently waiting, muttering about traffic, and Eddie Munson is nowhere to be found.

“We gotta go!” Your dad calls, and your mom nods her head.

“One more minute!” But you know it’s no use. He’s not coming. You gave each other your virginities, and then Eddie bailed without even saying goodbye.

You run in the house to call him, a last-ditch attempt. Maybe he overslept. The phone rings and rings until the voicemail picks up.

You’ve reached Wayne and Eddie. Leave a message. Wayne’s gruff voice says.

“Hey, Eddie, it’s me. Just wondering where you are. You’re probably still sleeping...I’ll call you when I get to school and give you the number to reach me. Miss you already.”

You climb in the car, listening for the sound of his van rumbling down the street.

Nothing.

~

And now you’re back in that van, crying just like you did on your first night of school, when you realized that he was never calling you back. Only now, Eddie’s crying too. You’ve never seen him this upset.

“I am so, so sorry. I’m the dumbest person alive.”

“No, Eddie. You’re just like every other guy out there, just using women as sex toys whenever it’s convenient for you.”

You’ve hurt him, but you can’t muster up any empathy. “You think that’s what happened?”

“Isn’t it?”

He shakes his head. “No. No! I got...I got nervous.”

“Nervous? Eddie, I lost my virginity to you the day before.”

“Yeah, and then you were going off to college, where you would meet all these smart, athletic guys, and you’d realize that you could do better than me.”

You can’t help but burst out laughing; there’s a meanness to it. “So you got insecure and decided, ‘You know what? I’ll just break Y/N’s heart!’”

He says nothing, just stares stoically at the road.

“Fuck you, Eddie. Just take me home and fuck off.”

“Do you know what it’s like?” he raises his voice and it trembles. “Do you know how it feels to be the school freak, to be the butt of everyone’s jokes, and then trying to trust someone with your whole heart?”

Now it’s your turn to be silent.

“I know I fucked up, Y/N. I’m not pretending that what I did was fair to you. But please,” he begs, “please cut me some slack. I was so scared, but I’m not scared anymore. If I was, I wouldn’t be here talking to you, asking for your forgiveness.”

You feel your icy exterior start to melt. “Pull over,” you say.

“What?”

“Pull. Over.”

He does as he’s told, throwing the car into park. You turn to him, making eye contact with him for the first time in nearly two years.

“I forgive you, Eddie.” You place a hand on his cheek and wipe away his tears. “I know life hasn’t been easy for you. But what you did...it fucking broke me.”

You feel his chin tremble. “I’m sorry,” he repeats, but it’s still so genuine.

“And you know what really sucks? I still care about you. I want to kiss your stupid face and hold your stupid hand and go on stupid dates with you.”

Eddie gives a small laugh. “We could give it another shot,” he suggests shyly. “I won’t run away this time.”

You pull yourself closer and lean in. “You’d better not, Munson.”

--

[johnnyxmeena]

Cards Against Humanity: Sing

@boldlyspeedydreamer You ask, I deliver, I enjoyed writing thing and I hope you enjoy reading it! Please accept my offerings to you! BEGINNING “Have you ever played before?” Rosita questions Meena as they walk up to the garage, the pig holding a bag filled with snacks, such as chips, dip and applesauce she snagged from her kids endless supply. “I've played Apples to Apples, does that count?” Meena looks down at Rosita. “I guess it's the same thing.” Rosita opens the door letting meena in first and following her through. As they enter they hear laughter coming from inside, they walk into see Ms. Crawly, Mike, and Eddie on Johnny's couch they brought closely, with everyone else sits either on the floor, in a regular chair or in a beanbag chair, with one left empty. The opening of the door makes everyone look over at the two with smiles on their faces, Meena caught off guard immediately hides behind her ears on instinct. “Rosita! Meena!” Johnny exclaims happily standing up gesturing with his hands towards their group while Ash continues to snicker about earlier conversations. The two rush into where their circle of friends are, everyone greets them, a coffee table setup in the middle of the friends, the game still in its package. Rosita sets down the bag setting out the snacks as Johnny offers Meena the bean bag next to his, she agrees with the nod and sits down. Eddie moves to the ground between Gunther and the sofa so Rosita can sit. “Oh, Eddie you don't have to do that.” Rosita stands over him, her hands folded in front of her. “It's fine you can sit, I've been sitting next to Mike the grump long enough.” Eddie says teasingly gesturing to the pouting mouse, then leans against the couch, Rosita smiles a bit and then takes her seat. “Alright.” Ash speaks out. “Who's ready to play Cards Against Humanity?” She smirks as the group cheers in excitement, she opens the box. ~*~ “Oh my.” Rosita gasps at her cards. Gunter begins to smile ear to ear. Ash and Johnny can't help, but to start to laugh at their cards, Eddie is staring at his cards with wide eyes, while Meena just stares at hers examining them closely. “Alright the established Card Czar is Ms. Crawly,” Buster says, “are you ready-?” He's interrupted by a loud snore, he turns to see Ms. Crawly asleep over the edge of the arm of the sofa. “Alrighty then.” Buster mumbled taking the old lizards cards and putting them back into the deck. “I guess I'll be the new Czar!” The koala declared. ~*~ “Well it's definitely between ‘a bleached asshole’ and ‘altar boys’.” Gunter says rubbing his chin in thought, his eyes watery still from laughing at the card results for ‘What is batman's guilty pleasure?’. “Ok, Bleached asshole it is.” Rosita cringes at the words. “Ha!” Meena laughed out in excitement. “I get an awesome point.” “That was your card?” Ash smiles at Meena. “Uh,” Meena suddenly stiffens up, “yeah-” “That was hilarious!” Ash cries out in laughter. “Good one!” Everyone joins in on the laughter, Meena smiles. ~*~ “A very good example of up dog.” Buster says randomly during a break in the game to refill on snacks. “Up dog?” Gunter mutters. “What's-?” “Gunter No!” Everyone yells, but their too late. “What's up dog?” Gunter questions, everyone groans waiting for the punchline. Buster starts to chuckle. “Nothing much. What's up with you?” Buster starts laughing out loud as everyone including Mike groans loudly as Gunter sits there in disbelief, but begins to laugh with him. “Really?” Eddie groans out giving a look to his best friend, the koala shrugs as he continues to laugh. ~*~ “Better pick the right card or else.” Mike says to Johnny. “One point away from winning.” “Alright so we have; The Holy Bible, Doin’ it in the butt, Me time, Full frontal nudity, Yeast, Big black dick and Sexy pillow fighting.” Johnny let's out a big laugh. “For the card ‘Instead of coal Santa now gives the bad children_____’. And the winner is, Big Black Dick.” “Yes! I have been saving that card,” Eddie kisses the card, “all game!” “Are you kidding me!” Mike yells, he grabs Johnny by the shirt pulling him down. “Sorry, but you can't just resist the big black dick card.” Johnny laughs. ~*~ “Ok so far I have 2 awesome points,” Buster announces reading off his clipboard. “2 for Gunter, 1 for Rosita,” the pig herself shrugs with a soft smile, “3 for Ash and Johnny,” the two high five, “5 for Meena,” the teens whoop for their friend, “and 4 for Eddie and Mike.” “Well of course she's got all the points,” Mike huffs gesturing at the elephant, “she's cheating!” “ ‘ey, lay off.” Johnny warned leaning forward lightly. “Yeah, who stepped on your tail?” Ash barks. “You just started playing, of course you're going to be behind.” The porcupine rolls her eyes in frustration, she gets up. “Is there a kitchen in here Johnny?” “Yea, it’s to the right.” “C’mon Meena, let's grab a snack.” Ash says walking away, gesturing for the elephant to follow. Meena gets up and follows her friend, Johnny watches them go and looks at the adults in front of him. “I guess I'll go too.” Johnny gets up following after the two girls to the kitchen. “Hey! You come back here and finish this!” Mike yells at the dispersing teens. “Give it a rest Mike.” Rosita yawns out leaning on the side of the sofa, but stretches up. “We’ve already played 24 games.” “Ah, whatever.” Mike scoffs plopping down on the edge of the coffee table. ~*~ “He's just an asshole.” Ash says taking a chip out of the bowl as she sits on the counter. “You're telling me.” Meena mumbles. “No, but seriously you're awesome at that game, have you played before?” Ash voiced. “No, I've only played Apples to Apples, with my family.” Meena answered. “Well you're awesome at this game.” Johnny says popping into the kitchen. “Oh, thanks guys.” Meena says blushing a bit. “You must have a pretty dirty mind.” Ash begins to snicker, Johnny's laughter joins into. “Oh! No, it's just, I thought,” Meena begins to blush profusely. “No, no,” Johnny assures, “it's ok, we're not laughing at you, it's, it's at something that happened earlier.” Johnny says through laughs. “Oh, so what happened?” Meena asks curiously. “Well we were talking about the game and the different response cards, like ‘Blowing some dudes in an alley’, which made me laugh because back when I was dating lance, and if he got a gig somewhere we'd usually do that in the alley after each concert and he'd do it for me too.” Ash snorts on her laughter. “Then there was the card that said micropenis, which was basically him.” She holding her sides now. “As soon as she brought ‘hat up, the same thing happened to me after the big show.” Johnny laughs out. “Then Johnny started telling me all his pick up lines, and they were, awful!” Ash laughs out. “Hm,” Meena hums, holding her ears to her face to hide her blush. “Wait, wait, tell her the legs one.” Ash exclaimed excitedly. “Ok, ok, sorry about this,” Johnny laughs and exhales calming himself, he puts his left arm up against the cabinets leaning in close, “Hey girl, Nice legs, what time do they open?” Johnny says with such implication that Meena nearly screams with embarrassment, but then the uncomfortableness is over with Ash’s loud snort of laughter. “Isn't that just the stupidest thing you've ever heard!” She continues with laughter, her laughs start to die down as she lays on her back, on the counter. “Oh man my throat hurts.” “Do your knees hurt too?” Johnny says casually, but Ash still gives him a shove as she gets off the counter, Johnny let's out a little chuckle as all the teens leave the kitchen, Meena still in shock about everything she's heard from her friends. ~*~ Buster wakes up Ms. Crawly so she can drive herself back, giving her some coffee before she left to wake herself up. Eddie and Buster decide to go back to Eddie's place to play some video games and crash. Rosita drives herself home to the snoring of 25 piglets and one husband and she goes out like a light. While Mike leaves, kind of like disappearing into the shadows. Meena waits for the bus to pick her up, which Johnny doesn't allow and offers her a ride which she accepts along with Ash, although the three go cruising for a little while before going home.