#then finished dm-ing my dnd groups one shot and it was really good they all loved it

[hippydippydruid]

I had such a good day today :):):):)) I’m very happy ☺️

[prophetwithaz]

Cassette Kisses

Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: you and Eddie have been friends since you started high school, and listening to Metallica forces him to tell you how he really feels. i.e. for all the bitches like me who know they would have been really good friends with this guy in high school given the shot.

Content Warnings: swearing. that’s it. this is just so much fluff.

enjoy, babes! -xo Bee

If you had told anyone else you were having a private Dungeons and Dragons session with the leader of the Hellfire Club, they would have likely had a number of assumptions about what was really happening there. However, to the surprise of others, it was just that. You would often stay after your campaigns to review and keep notes with Eddie because God knows nobody else in that club bothered to. You were also the newest member of Hellfire and still learning the game. You were a long-time friend of Eddie, and in an effort to get closer with him, you opted to try to learn the game he and his friends were so obsessed with. The game was ridiculously fun as you began to learn the ropes, but your chaotic playing style often interfered with Eddie’s more traditional DM-ing style.

“I just don’t understand why I can’t roll to seduce! Can you give me a single genuine reason why?” you said.

“Because it’s not proper procedure! You have to learn to fight. There are some enemies where that would never fly-”

You cut Eddie off, “Fuck procedure! I will get nasty for Vecna if it means everyone else gets a fair fight!”

Eddie’s eyes went wide, “how do you know about the cult of Vecna? That was a secret! I kept everything so well covered up for the end of the campaign,” he said.

“I was comparing notes! I needed to make sure everything lined up for the end of the campaign next week. I shouldn’t have told you I saw it.”

“It’s okay, man. You didn’t mean to. Just don’t tell anyone else before the end of the campaign,” he paused to laugh. “And no, you cannot seduce Vecna. He’s not into half-elves.”

You scrunch your face up trying not to laugh as you help Eddie finish cleaning up. You’ve known him since you started high school, and as much as it sucked that he hadn’t graduated yet, you were secretly kind of glad he was there for your time in high school as well. He definitely wasn’t perfect, but he was your best friend. Plus, a great dealer and an empty house to listen to Metallica in was always a plus, too. Sometimes, he would teach you how to play the easier parts of songs on his guitars. You definitely wouldn’t be playing solos any time soon, but he was always super patient with you while you were learning. Eddie was a wonderful teacher, which is part of why you were so eager to pick up DnD if he was the one leading the group. 

The two of you are chatting as you finish packing up the supplies into the trunk of your car. Generally speaking, your conversations end up pretty surface-level. When you know someone that well, that’s where it tends to end up. Tonight was noticeably different though, as Eddie was asking you a lot about your personal life. It started innocent enough with how classes were going, whether or not both of you would graduate, and if he needed any essays written in the coming weeks. It slowly became more and more about who you were hanging around with. You both climb into your car on your way back to Eddie’s trailer.

“I swear you’re, like, obsessed with that Robin chick,” Eddie laughed. It was a little bit true. She was a good friend of yours, but definitely not in the way he insinuated.

“She’s just my friend! Seriously, you’d like her though,” you said. Eddie feigned sadness as he replied.

“I’m being replaced! How will I ever recover?” he sniffled. You just laughed. No one could ever really replace Eddie. He was electric by every definition of the word. Chaotic, but kind. He was always beyond kind to you. Like in freshman year, when Jason tried to ask you out as a joke, and he fake dated you for a whole month despite barely knowing you. It was fun to look back on that every now and then, but it always hurt a little that your first and only boyfriend was never real. Especially when it was Eddie. Sure, he wasn’t popular or book smart or the kind of guy you’d show your grandparents, but he was him. He was passionate about his interests, a loyal friend, and had a huge heart. 

“Do you remember that time we fake-dated back in freshman year?” you asked.

“Oh my God, y/n,” he chuckled. “I almost completely forgot about that.”

“Jason was such a prick. I remember staying the night with you just so he would leave it alone.” To be honest, you still found it hilarious that his uncle didn’t kick you out in the morning, but he was probably just happy Eddie finally had friends.

“Do you want to stay tonight? For old time’s sake? We can work on the whole Vecna logistics thing and how to finish out the campaign,” Eddie said.

“That depends, can I roll to seduce?” Eddie’s face went hot in your passenger seat and you noticed him clear his throat. “Vecna! I mean Vecna! God, Ed what the fuck are you-”

“I wasn’t sure! I can never be sure with you. Can you blame me?” The two of you laughed it off as you pulled into Eddie’s driveway. His uncle wasn’t home, so it was just the two of you lugging all of the DnD gear into the trailer. The two of you got everything put away and finally sat down in Eddie’s room. You sat on the floor out of habit and started flicking through your friend’s cassettes. “You do realize you can sit on the bed right? We aren’t fifteen anymore,” Eddie laughed. None of what he said really processed as you noticed one of his tapes. 

“How did you not tell me you got ahold of the new Metallica album? I’ve been looking everywhere since it came out!” you said.

“Oh yeah! I was gonna show you. I picked it up about a week ago. I totally spaced it.

You wanted to be mad about not finding it first, but you were just so excited to listen that you didn’t really care. You popped it into Eddie’s cassette player, and the first track began playing with a gentler than usual sound considering it was Metallica. As the guitar picked up, Eddie told you the song was called Battery and that it was his second favorite off the album. As the song died down, Eddie helped you up off the floor and moved over and patted a newfound spot on his bed. He pauses the cassette and hands you a pair of headphones. “You need to listen to this one with headphones. You need the full immersion, trust me.” He slips the headphones over your ears and you close your eyes. A heavy jolt of guitar makes your heart skip as the intro starts. This was the title track Master of Puppets and it was definitely worth the hype. You danced in your seat as the guitar rolled on into the bridge, smiling the whole time. You figured Eddie was probably already learning the guitar solos. As the song closes out, you remove your headphones and open your eyes to see your best friend smiling at you fondly. 

“That was so good. I am genuinely speechless,” you said. Master of Puppets was definitely in your top ten favorite songs now. 

“You looked so happy. You always seem so in your element whenever you’re around music,” Eddie said.

“It’s a lot of things really. I appreciate having someone to geek out with about this stuff. Everyone in Hawkins thinks we’re fuckin’ devil worshippers or something when it's really just good music. I don’t have to pretend to not like it or think it’s too heavy for me or something.” It was all true. He made you feel safe to be who you were and like what you liked instead of dulling yourself down like you did in the past. You wouldn’t be who you were without him.

Eddie took a deep breath, “So, I think I just need to say it and stop holding it back because now is really as good a time as any,” he said. Your heart stopped a moment as he continued. “I’m kind of getting mixed signals from you. Like, one minute, we’re just friends and there’s nothing more to it, and other times I can’t tell if there’s something I’m missing. I didn’t want to be too forward back in the car, but seeing you smile and dance and just be you… what I'm trying to say is that I’m really into you. I can’t imagine getting through high school without you, and I don’t want that to end, but I really like you as more than that,” he stopped short as if he was holding his breath.

Here goes nothing, you thought. You leaned as he gasped for air. As you pulled away, the look on his face was priceless. Eddie was a deer in the headlights, and you were the sun on Earth. His entire face was bright red and his hair was a mess as he ran his hand through it. “Well that was definitely an answer, I think,” he said. You figured he was more in shock than anything. You two were never really forward with this stuff.

“Just had to make sure it felt right, I guess,” you said.

“Did it?”

“I think so,” you chuckled. “But maybe I should do it again just to be sure.”

You grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him in as his breath hitched. Initially, he let you lead as you ran your hands all over his body. In your mind, you were making up for lost time. All of the time both of you were too stupid to know you liked each other. Eventually, as Eddie got his footing and realized what was happening, he started to take over, using his height as leverage. He ran his hand up to the nape of your neck and into your hair, tugging on it ever so slightly. Eddie leaned you back into his bed, hands still in your hair. When you both finally pulled away, he was on top of you, looking down with the most dumbfounded grin you had ever seen. “Feel about right?” Eddie asked.

“Definitely,” you said. You were in shock at the whole situation.

“Well, what’s next?”

“More Metallica, and more of whatever this is,” you said.

“No, dummy. With this whole situation. Where’s this gonna end up?” Eddie said.

“Well, to be honest, I do like you a whole lot, and I definitely enjoyed all that,” you gestured to his body, his shirt now clinging to his chest. “So here’s my proposal: wanna break the news to the boys after the campaign is over?”

“Absolutely,” Eddie said. “Wanna ‘roll to seduce’ or whatever?”

“I think I already accomplished that.”

“I knew you were talking about me!” he yelled, tackling you into the bed. He pressed play on the cassette player and laid down next to you. You felt so safe with him. You could be exactly who you were, and now you knew for sure that that was enough for your best friend. You didn’t really know what else to call him, but you knew it would always feel that way.

Eddie rolled over to look at you. “I think I love you,” he said, nervously awaiting a reply.

“I think I always have,” you say, looking into his eyes. You trace your fingers along his jaw, his cheekbones, and the crease of his neck, all of the places you always thought should be looked at but never touched. You were in love, or maybe you always were, or maybe it was the heat of the moment, but you knew for certain that you never wanted to leave his side again. He was safe, and so were you as the drums beat on and the guitar droned in the background as you explored each other. Despite all of the chaos, somehow, your biggest worry was just how to tell Dustin Henderson you were dating his father figure.