#skater!eddie Munson

[nowgiveusakiss]

fine. since no one else has the guts to say what needs to be said, i will.

i’m gonna say it.

skater!eddie munson.

skater!eddie who works at the local skate shop.

skater!eddie who’s loud and gets in trouble for trying to kick flip down the stairs of the public library.

skater!eddie who misses the landing and fumbles right into you. you, quiet girl in her cardigans with her stack of library returns.

skater!eddie who catches you before you can hit the concrete. who stands you up right and brushes imaginary dust off your shoulders.

skater!eddie who loiters outside the library every day hoping to bump into you again. despite the scoldings and threats of calling law enforcement from the old librarian.

skater!eddie who figures out your library visit schedule and will cancel plans to make sure he’s there.

skater!eddie who purposefully fucks up landings when you get close enough. who says “we’ve got to stop meeting like this” every time.

skater!eddie who finally works up the courage to ask you out on a date.

and who are you to say no to the pretty boy on his skateboard who fumbles into you on purpose every time he sees you just to act like it’s an accident. but you let him.

because he catches you every time.

[taintedcigs]

skater!eddie is boggling my mind so bad like just eddie alone is so hot and so cool and so dorky and nerdy but now HE ALSO SKATES???

i just know he would own a black board with the hellfire logo underneath. (he lets you draw cute lil doodles on it and smothers u in kisses when u show him the finished product bc he loves it and u so much🥹)

he!! has!! a!! nose!! ring!!!

and he has a dirty black converse that he NEVER EVER TAKES OFF. that white man is probably wearing those converses in the house and you chide him for it so he blushes and quietly says ‘sorry, hun’ and takes them off quickly !!!!! (he also lets u draw little stars on it and insists u put ur initials <33)

skater!eddie who is hooked the moment he first sees u!!! he tries to impress u by doing flips and once u notice him and can’t take ur eyes off of him he gets nervous and trips >:( then u go to ask him if he’s ok and u give him a worried look and he almost MELTS but tries to act all cool “‘m fine! this shit happens all the time, honey, i’m used to it” but once u leave hes screaming in agony.

skater!eddie who teaches u how to skate and he’s so nervous each time you wobble on the board!! he catches u the second you look like u were gonna fall and u giggle at him and hes SOOO SMITTEN and makes stupid pick up lines each time he catches u like “oh! let me tie your shoes so u don’t fall for anyone else, sweetheart” and he has the biggest smuggest grin on his face and winks at u each time <33

and he encourages u no matter how many times u fail or trip >:( he gives u a warm smile as he kisses the top of your head, “you’re doin’ so well princess, wanna try one more?” his heart aches when u get any scrapes, taking care of them the second u come home!! “don’t worry, sweetheart, i’ll take care of it. hey, you want hello kitty plasters or lil puppy ones?” he says giving u a childish grin as he holds the pink plasters in front of u!! carefully placing them as he gives them a lil kiss to heal <33

and when he breaks his board after years of using it hes all grumpy and upset >:( and u feel so bad bc he loved that lil black board sm so u save some money and the first thing you do is ask max where to find the best boards so she helps u get him another one <33 and u draw the hellfire logo by yourself and draw little hearts on it and when u give it to eddie he almost tears up, looking at u with admiration ‘you–you did this all for me?” you nod with a warm smile on your face and the tears are READY to fall from his pretty honey glazed eyes bc no one has ever gotten him anything before, especially not something as expensive as this :(( and he gives u the biggest hug with the sloppiest kiss as he thanks u over and over again, he’s so glad to have you in his life. his honey, his angel, his girl.

i might just write a whole fic for him bc im down so bad for skater!eddie🫡🫡

[munsonology]

Wayne sighs deeply watching the price of Eddie’s purchase go up. He loves taking care of his son, but the way he’d run through shoes blew his mind, and Eddie wasn’t about to turn down some new skate shoes. Luckily the ones he picked were on sale.

The sales associate scanned the last box, “that’s $198.20. Do you wanna buy a bag for $0.25?”

Wayne pulls out his wallet for his card. Eddie eyes his Pa taking out the fancy card.

Hmmm I can use the points to take Poppins to Benihana.

“One bag is fine—”Eddie says.

“I’m not paying $0.25 for a bag that should be free, have you lost your ever loving mind? You’ll carry these boxes,” Wayne says grumpily. “‘Ya keep taking a bite out the right side of my ass!”

“Why the right side?”

“That’s where my wallet is, boy! 20% off not a sale!”

[sugarsblurbs]

Skater!eddie has my heart ❤️

P.s. this is beautiful 🖤🖤

Skater Eddie! - I wanted to give him a crop top but how then would he tuck his shirt into his boxers?

[xgumiho]

Eddie for @jemmacdraws' Skater Things Zine! ❤️‍🔥

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Check out the original post and make sure to give it lots of love! The zine is free for all to enjoy but there's also some info if you wanna support Jemma and her beautiful work 🖤

[disjointed-art]

Finally could post my silly contribution to @jemmacdraws skater things zine!

My style has changed since this I would like to believe but they’re still cuties! Also I know it’s about Eddie actually being a good skater but I don’t think he would be hahaha and max would find that shit hysterical!

[hawkinsleather]

here is my entry for @jemmacdraws' Skater Things Zine!

this may have been drawn during my Barbie phase and be based on a vintage sticker of Barbie skateboarding. and skater garf t-shirt was a must of course!

(c. april 2023)

jemma's og tumblr post about the zine with info

www.skaterthingszine.com

[astrangerworldandaloverofthings]

Nationals Disaster

Cp. 1 of the "Olympic Hopeful" Series

Warnings: sports injury, light cursing

Pairings: (Eventual) FigureSkater! Steve Harrington x Y/n x HockeyPlayer! Eddie Munson

Summary: An incident at Nationals costs Y/n more than the gold medal, but thankfully someone familiar is in her hometown.

Inspo Credits: Spinning Out (Netflix), being a figure skater myself, Stranger Things.

Word count: 2.7k

AN: This is the first chapter of the "Olympic Hopeful" series. It's a bit of a slow burn, so no romance yet. Find the rest of the chapters here:

Masterlist / Cp. 1 /

After they lost at sectionals, Crissy Cunningham, Steve’s pairs partner for the last 3 years left for what she called “better opportunities”. Which left Steve Harrington without a partner as he and his coach sit in the bleachers at Nationals, watching instead of competing. 

“You’re gonna find a new partner, honey. Chrissy wasn’t a good match anyway. She never did good twizzles.” His coach leans over to say, a handful of popcorn already in her mouth. Steve only sighs, not willing to talk about it right now. Thankfully, the zamboni just got off the ice and the next warm up group skates out, distracting them both. A bunch of names nobody seems to care about get announced, then the team favored to win gold skates out. 

With her beautiful hair in a perfect pressed bun, their outfits jeweled to high heavens, the blue color perfectly complementing her skin… It’s none other than Y/n Harker and her partner Maxim Rotschev. 

Steve can’t help but imagine he was her partner instead. Just as he’s imagining he was the one on the ice practicing lifts with her, his coach leans over, reminding him why they’re here. “You see Yelena McCarschik over there?”

Steve begrudgingly takes his eyes off of Y/n and Maxim to look at the blonde girl in the purple dress his coach is not-so-subtly pointing at. He doesn’t even need to give his coach a half-hearted response before she continues. 

“I heard from her coach that she’s not going to be skating with Michael again next year. You should talk to her, she has all her triples.” Right. And just like that he’s brought back to earth, remembering he has to find a new partner for next season. “Yeah, I’ll talk to her.” Steve sighs, turning his attention back to Y/n and Maxim. He watches them set up for a jump pass, watching as they do side-by-side triple flip double toe combos before skating over to their coach. 

Steve’s coach pats him on the back as she catches him watching the pair. “They’re going to the Olympics this year, honey. No use dreaming of partnering with her.” As she says that, Steve can’t help but feel a crushing sting in his chest when he realizes he’ll never get that.

He can’t think about anything else besides the burning disappointment in his chest, this unrelenting emotional pain that he holds down as to not cry in the middle of the stands. He fully dissociates thinking about the pain until his coach nudges his side when the warm-ups are over and the first team is skating out to their starting position, and it’s none other than Y/n and Maxim. 

And as their program starts, he gets the same crushing feeling. But this time Steve shakes it off in order to enjoy watching the skating. When he recognizes their music is from the ballet of Romeo and Juliet, it stabs another burning pain into his heart. He doesn’t know immediately why that song makes it sting so much worse, he just knows it hurts. 

Their perfect level four twizzles don’t make the burning pain go away either. Even if he did manage to find a partner for next year, how is he ever going to beat their precision timing. Perfectly in-synch triples. He watches their set up, and he knows the throw triple twist is coming. He closes his eyes for just a second, imagining he’s the one getting to throw her in the air. Then the room fills with gasps, the music cuts off, and his eyes shoot open. 

He dropped her. Or rather, Maxim Rotschev had dropped Y/n Harker.

“Shit.” The word leaves his mouth as him and the rest of the crowd surge to their feet. “She’s not getting up. Why is she not getting up?!” The paramedics rush out onto the ice and he sees the tears streaming down her face. Steve doesn’t know why he’s moving, but suddenly he’s running down the stairs of the stands, making it all the way to the door to get off the ice with his competitor pass still on, before security stops him. 

Tears are streaming down her face as the paramedics carry her out on the stretcher. Again, Steve has no idea what gives him the confidence to yell to her over the noise, “Are you okay?”

She looks up, searching for the source of the sound and locking eyes with him. She looks angry as she snaps back “My arm’s broken, you think I’m fucking okay?!” 

He can’t help but laugh at the stupidity of his own question, taking a few more steps alongside the paramedics carrying her out. “Do you know this guy?” One of them whispers pointedly at her. She turns her head back to him. “No. Who the hell are you?” 

Steve smiles, his regular charm returning to him. “I’m Steve Harrington. Huge fan. I’m actually also a pairs skater…. We competed against each other at sectionals?” 

“Look, I clearly can’t sign an autograph right now. So do me a favor and get out of the way.” She groans, holding up her clearly broken arm. 

With that, the medics push past him taking her to the ambulance. It’s another minute later when Steve feels a hand on his shoulder. At first assuming it’s security, he cautiously turns around to find his coach, her glasses pulled off. “Well this just got interesting.”

…..

It’s a week later when Eddie was wiping down the tables at Benny’s. The small tv in the corner flashes sports news and Eddie glances up when he sees skating clips playing. The headline “Nationals Tragedy” flashes across the bottom of the screen as the clip of Y/n Harker being dropped by Maxim Rotschev plays. Benny audibly winces as he watches the clip. 

“Aren’t you glad they give you pads for Hockey, boy?” Benny asks. Eddie looks back at Benny through the window opening to the kitchen, having not realized he was also watching. 

“Yeah. And they don’t even throw me in the air.” Eddie concurs, turning back to wiping down the tables. 

….

Y/n sits on her living room couch, surrounded by packed bags. Her mother, pulling the phone cord with her into the living room, calls out to her “Poppi and Omi said they’ll be here in 20 minutes! They had to stop one more time for gas.” 

Y/n groans, waving her mom off. She instead turns back to the magazine in her hand, where she should have been on the cover winning gold, instead she’s on page 5 in an article titled “Nationals Tragedy.” 

Her mom finishes the phone call in the kitchen before coming back in a few minutes later. “I think a break will be good for you. You know, you’ve been so focused on skating for so long. You’ll finally get a chance to live a normal life.” 

Another groan leaves Y/n’s lips, rolling her eyes.  “I’ve been so focused on skating because I actually had a chance at the Olympics this year. And now I have a broken arm and no partner.” 

Her mother tuts disapprovingly, “And it was so rude of Maxim to abandon you in your time of need.” 

“It’s all part of the contract, mom. He has every right to leave if I can't compete.” Y/n grumbles, she would have crossed her arms, but the tight cast stops her from moving her right arm in that way. 

Her mother chooses to keep the peace by changing topics. “Do you have everything you’ll need to stay with Omi and Poppi for the next few months?” Her eyes skeptically scanning the packed bags surrounding her daughter. “They live six hours away, so it won’t exactly be easy for me to bring anything you forgot down to you.” Her mom adds.

“I’m fine, mom. Really. I’m sure I got it all.”  She sighs, laying back in to the couch. She hears the distinct tutting of her mom’s lips as her mother adds another bag to the pile. 

“If you’ve got everything, why was your skating bag still in the closet?” Her mother practically sings.

“Mom, I can’t skate for another 4 weeks. And even then what’s the point?” She holds up her arm that’s wrapped in a cast for emphasis.

“And in 4 weeks when you can, who knows? Maybe you’ll be over this attitude by then and want to skate for fun. And you’ll give your ol’ mom a call about how thankful you are I sent your skates down with you.” Her mom theorizes, adding her skating bag to the pile regardless. 

…

Six hours in the car with her grandparents later and they pull past the “Welcome to Hawkins Indiana” Sign. Y/n sighs, leaning on her good arm as she looks out the window. 

“It’s been a long time since you visited. I’m sure everything looks different.” Her Grandma, or as they call her, Omi, notes. 

“It’s only been like four years, Omi. It’s really not that different. Honestly It’s like this town never changes.” Her grandparents groan at her response. 

“I’m sure plenty has changed.” Her Poppi adds. “I mean you almost never bring your skates when you visit, so I’m sure you haven’t been to the rink here in over… well ten years…” Her grandfather ponders with uncertainty about the timeline.

“It’s not like that matters now.” She snaps gruffly at the cruel reminder of her injury.

They all sit in a stiff silence as her grandparents hear the bitter spite in her tone, the air growing thick with tension, so much so that Poppi rolls the windows down. 

When they pull in to the driveway, Y/n slings a single bag over her good shoulder, knowing she can’t lift much of anything with her other arm in a cast. As her grandparents realize that, like it or not, she won’t be much help with unloading the car, they decide to send her off. Her grandfather slips her a twenty dollar bill as he takes the bag off her shoulder.

“Looks like you need some cheering up, Kid. Why don’t you walk over to the mall and get yourself a milkshake.” Usually she would protest that she needs to stick to her diet for training. But with the olympics out the window and a return to training weeks, if not months, away…. A milkshake sounds really good.

“Are you sure?” She gives a small curious smile, looking between her grandparents and their rather full volkswagon. Her grandfather doesn’t miss the look on her face of wanting to help, patting her on the shoulder.

“Sorry honey, you’re not lifting even if you want to. Go get some ice cream. You still know how to get there?”

She chuckles and nods, a real smile crossing her face as she trots down the driveway. “Yeah. I’ll be back in an hour!”

…

When she walks into the Scoops Ahoy! At 7pm on a Tuesday, the customer base is a sorry sight. Only one set of preteens sitting in a corner booth sharing a boat shaped sunday. She sighs, walking up to the counter and rings the bell to get the worker’s attention.  

A boy with a familiar face walks out of the back room, but she can’t quite place where she knows him from. Her lack of recognition usually wouldn’t be a problem, but when the guy in his sailor uniform and paper hat walks out, he instantly breaks into a large smile and points two finger guns at her, like you would to a friend you haven’t seen in a long while.

“Oh my god, Y/n Harker! It’s good to see you. What brings you to Hawkins?” The guy starts, her eyes narrowing as she tries to place his face. 

“I’m sorry, do I know you?” She says as kindly as she can, a phase she’s had to get used to with her success in the skating community. Clearly though, that answer was not satisfactory for this ice cream shop associate as he stifles a frown and goes a bit red in the cheeks.

“I’m Steve Harrington? We competed against each other at Sectionals? Then I…”

Before he can finish a look of recognition crosses her face. “Oh my god! You’re the guy from nationals! That rushed the bleachers when I fell?” But this only makes him blush more.

“Yeah…. Yeah, that was me. How are you doing by the way?” He bashfully answers.

She nods, holding up her arm cast. “Broke my arm. But thankfully nothing more serious than that.” 

Steve winces at the thought, picking up the ice cream scooper and absent mindedly spinning it between his fingers. “How long is that going to keep you off the ice?” His question instantly making her smile fall. “At least 6 weeks.” Steve gestures to the ice cream, silently asking which flavor to start scooping while they keep talking. She points to the chocolate, and he starts pulling scoops into a cup as he speaks. 

“So no olympics then?” Which only elicits a sad nod from her. He tries to perk her back up, seeing the sadness in her eyes. “Well there’s always next season. You’ll have your 6 week break, then when you get back on the ice I’m sure you’ll be as good as ever.”

She drags her feet as they walk over to the register. “Doesn’t matter, I don’t have a partner to go back to anyway.” The cash register drawer slides open the same way Steve’s jaw does. A dry bitter “What?!” leaving his agape lips. 

She sighs, having already gotten similar reactions from her friends back home. “Yeah, he won’t be able to take someone else to the Olympics, but if he finds someone fast enough he can use our rank to still go to Worlds or the Grand Prix with a different partner.” She explains, giving a sad half smile at the reality of her situation. 

Steve scoffs, closing the cash register drawer as quickly as he had opened it, handing her the scooped ice cream without taking the cash from her hand. “This one’s on the house.” 

She blushes, timidly retracting her hand with a cash and licking the top of the ice cream cone. “Are you sure?” 

Steve breaks out in a wide smile, leaning over on his elbows on the counter. “Positive. It’s not every day we get a celebrity in Hawkins.” His answer eliciting a small chuckle from her.

“I’m not sure I quite count as a celebrity… but thanks.” She knows now would be the natural point in the conversation to turn and walk out, but her feet don’t move. Steve seems to notice the hesitation to leave too, gesturing towards one of the many unoccupied booths. 

“If you had the time…. I would love to pick your brain about Pairs skating stuff?” He offers up his company, taking an experimental step to come around the counter. She bites her lip, considering this for a minute, before nodding with a small “yeah.” 

“Are you sure they don’t need you behind the counter?” She asks as they slide into the booth. He looks at her skeptically, giving the whole store a once over. “To serve what customers?” 

He smiles as this gets a small laugh out of her. “Alright, fair enough. What burning questions did you want to pick my brain about?” 

Neither of them even notice when over an hour has passed, her ice cream cone fully devoured, and they’re the only one’s left in the mall, let alone the store. Finally, feeling comfortable enough with her now, Steve asks the question that’s really been on his mind this whole time. 

“What does the road forward look like for you? Are you gonna skate solo? Find a new partner?” She looks a bit downtrodden from the question but answers honestly.

“I don’t know. My mom thinks this might be the perfect time to retreat into an early retirement from professional skating….”

“No! You can’t do that. Not over one broken arm…” 

“I don’t know how to give up on skating, especially when I was so close to the dream. But I don’t know how to move on without being the face of ‘Nationals Tragedy’ either.” 

“Well…. If there’s ever a town for starting over…. Hawkins is next to none.” 

[vulpixsworld]

Reach (Winter Olympics) Chapter 1 is posted!!!

Reach (Winter Olympics) - Chapter 1 - Vulpixhc86 - Stranger Things (TV 2016) [Archive of Our Own]

I'm sorry it took a while. I was very nervous to post this, but I finally got the courage. I hope you like it. Happy Holidays and a safe New Year!!!

[blasvemous]

I give you

Eddie Munson

[lumaxramblings]

stranger things characters as out of context stenjörs

[dutchimagine]

pov: Eddie is on your board in Tony Hawk's American Sk8land

[missjashin]

After Max gets all clear from the doctors that she doesn’t need check ups or physical therapy appointments or anything, can live her life as normal as possible now the party obviously wants to celebrate that. And obviously Max gets to decide whatever she wants and she wants a trip to California. She wants to get away from Hawkins just for a little while and she wants to go skateboarding like she used to. And sure it’s a little pricey request but it’s what she really wants and who are the others to say no. At least Steve is not able to say no so he would take her all alone if that’s what it takes. She is worth it.

And it’s two birds with one stone too if the Hopper-Byers are still located there. So yeah they’re going and they can meet them there and at least the kids can stay the nights there right? Have little sleepovers and fun and just be normal teenagers. So yeah they’re going. They make the plans and pack their bags and go.

And Max really wanted to go skating so that’s what they do even tho they all don’t know how to skate but some of them got their rollerblades. And the point is just to hang out and have fun together anyway. But Max and all the rest are really surprised when Eddie pulls out his own skateboard and apparently can skate. It’s not impossible to skate in Hawkins but it’s really not the best place for it either so Eddie is very thrilled to be on this trip.

And Eddie is pretty good. Normally. And he is about to show how good exactly but ends up face planting on the pavement the moment he steps on his skateboard because that is also the moment he sees Steve Harrington in all his rollerblading glory. In his criminally short shorts and little knee pads and sleeveless shirt and his already sun kissed skin and… Yeah Eddie was not ready for that. (He recovers eventually. Partially at least)

This would be what Robin and Steve look like. Robin with suspenders because she is cute like that and Steve in his denim shorts and tight yellow shirt because he is a wh0re<3

And I can’t help but imagine the scene where Eddie tries to teach Steve how to skateboard. He might be athletic but he has never stepped on a skateboard so he is holding on to Eddie for his dear life and Eddie is enjoying every moment of it. (Even the part where Dustin whines because Eddie didn’t offer/refused to teach him but is now teaching Steve)

Also thanks for the skater Eddie brain rot @jemmacdraws I really thought I was normal about it but it seems I was wrong 🥹

[mx-jinxous]

Future Steddie fic idea

So Steve is a figure skater in a championship, Eddie is a hockey player and it’s their championship game and final game of the year. They constantly argue over sharing the rink for practice, and due to a scheduling conflict, their championships are scheduled at the same time. Neither organization wants to take the later slot, so they argue (maybe Steve’s dad is who own the rink or something idk) Anywho, murder or maybe a theft of the trophies (I like to lean into more of murder). So the rink gets shut down and the cops are basically sitting on their asses.

Cue Steve and Eddie working together, pulling in their friends, like Robin who’s in college for forensics, Nancy the journalist with Jonathan the photographer they have to bribe with a story to get crime scene pictures. Hopper, retired, but respected officer that helps with investigating when he’s met with red tape.

It carries on with them being buttheads to each other and falling for each other (most the time literally) ice be slippery

It carries on with them being buttheads to each other and falling for each other (most the time literally) ice be slippery

[alicetallula]

Skater Things Zine - Lords of Hawkins - 17.11.2023

It was such a pleasure to do a piece for @jemmacdraws's Skater Things Zine and to be among so many talented peeps !🥰❤️

Please go check it out 💕 all the effort put into this is so amazing !

Done using watercolors, ink pens, alcohol markers, colored pencils, graphite pencils, metallic watercolor, metallic ink pen, gel pens and acrylic paint pens

AO3 post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Patreon post / Pillowfort post / Twitter post

[hellcheerficdatabase]

What I Didn't Know Before

Author: @evanspotters

Rating/Warning: Teen and up audience

Chapter Count: 4/?

Description: It's December of 1985, and Chrissy Cunningham needs something stronger for an entirely different reason.

Tags: alternate universe- no vecna, figure skater!Chrissy, Eddie works at a record shop, Chrissy needs a hug, Eddie is gone for Chrissy, Chrissy knows Spanish, falling in loveeee, strangers to friends to lovers, Eddie has lowkey rizz, fluff, idk about smut, alternating POV, multiple chapters, status: WIP