#writing cotton candy fluff and putting it into the tumblr water

[briarberrythornedhart]

Haywire

Contains: Eddie Munson & Reader, fluff, sincerity, vulnerability, friends to something more

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You were just friends. Just hanging out. And you’d thought there would be more people around tonight as human buffer BUT NO it was just you and him in his living room. And he was sitting so close it made you dizzy.

Ope.

He caught you staring. Your gaze was lovingly drifting over his stunning features and when he noticed you looking, his eyebrows shot up.

He waved his hand in a slow figure eight, wiggling his fingers - like he was casting some sort of spell on you.

Maybe he was casting a spell on you? It would explain a lot.

“You okay in there?” He laughed. He snapped the fingers of his left hand a couple times and you must have jumped because then he snorted “Sorry, sorry! You zoned out, though...like...you left me, where’d you go?” He grinned at you, head cocked to the side.

“I’d never leave. I mean I’m paying attention, What is the next step?” You asked, trying to re-focus and NOT on his lips, or his jaw, or the length of his thick pretty neck that you so wanted to kiss and lick and bite down on …oh gawd... how you wanted to taste him all over!

He narrowed his eyes at you. “Ya sure you wanna do this? Right now?? It’s okay if you are bored. This is not the fun part for most folks.”

“Yeah! NO - I’m not bored.” You clutched your notebook to your chest and regulated your breathing. No more yelling FFS you told yourself. ” I told you - I’ve wanted to play DnD for a long time and you know… never got a chance to even roll up a character. The stars just weren’t aligned for it I guess and the group near me didn’t want me in the mix....”

“Well, that’s not a problem here. There won’t be any of that bullshit on my watch. There’s Equal opportunity for doom or glory in Hellfire Club.” Eddie let the words doom and glory rumble in his chest. Theatrical as ever.

“Thank you.” You smiled and felt heat flush your cheeks.

“You’re so welcome, you always are.” he shook his mane of hair and chuckled again, wry and self-effacing. Which you would NEVER have expected from this guy. When you were introduced to him he was cocky as hell, strutting around and getting right into your personal space and teasing you like you’d been close friends forever and then - you get him alone like this- and he transforms into this sweet and modest and shy… total gentleman.

You were so completely fucked.

I mean, if only. You wished you were. But this was all so sadly gentlemanly and platonic.

He licked his lips and tapped his pencil on the DM’s guide while he pondered something seriously. Your mouth watered. And since he was so intently not paying attention to you- you took him in - looked him all over.

Your lips felt suddenly so dry and hot and his lips were the cure for every little thing that afflicted you, you knew this. That his perfect lips were the Answer. They were pink, slightly redder and chapped and plumped by his own teeth worrying at his bottom lip and… oh he was speaking to you. Focus.

“But maybe we should wait till later?? Because you seem very baked right now.” Eddie took your pencil away from you, grinning. Your pencil that had made its way (eraser first) between your lips and was getting bitten to hell. “Sweetheart, It was just a beer and we shared that joint…Did you not eat anything today??” He looked mildly concerned. “Do you want a snack or something? Coffee? I think we have Sanka in the cupboard… although what would be the point....”

You shook your head. No.

You didn’t admit it but You were not high. Or tipsy.

That was the thing. Eddie did this to you.

Yes, you’d faked taking that hit off his joint — hoping to look very chill about him offering you one. You’d barely taken a sip of the PBR he’d offered.

You Didn’t need any single thing to make you feel as high as THIS. When you had those big pretty eyes looking at you?? You were floating!

His lashes fluttered when he inhaled, held in the smoke, and then his eyes stared into your soul when he blew out (blowing away from your face - politely) and that just made you want to do unspeakably depraved things. For him. To him. On him.

“We could just… hang out.” Eddie said. “Plenty of time to make a character before next Wednesday and stuff.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. we don’t need to have an activity to be ummm together, you can just ride that wave you are on and I’ll... play guitar at you or something.” He looked down again and huffed almost a laugh. “Obviously you don’t want That, no one wants that, but we could watch a movie....”

The overhead light cast the shadow of his lashes down over his cheekbones.

“I’d like to hear you play and sing one of your songs.” You said.

“Oh no no no,” Eddie leaned backwards and put his hands behind his head, legs spread at the knees - making you long to climb into his lap “I don’t know who told you I can sing... but they were exaggerating... I can scream my lyrics in my less than an octave range.”

“But you are the frontman, you play and sing lead, right??”

“That’s only until we can get Gareth a better mic set up - he’s got a great voice - like an angel.”

“I still want to hear you.” You crossed your arms over your chest and nodded. “c’mon”

“You know what? I think I like this bossy side of you. Is this what happens when you loosen up a bit, you order people around?” Eddie smirked. “It makes me want to do whatever you say.”

“Really?” You asked, your mind reeling at the impossibilities.

“Yes.” Eddie’s tongue rolled over one canine tooth. He pointed at you. “Don’t use your power over me for evil.”

You may have gasped. Just a little.

“Or do.” Eddie scootched closer and his knee touched yours. “Just don’t get me in trouble.”

“Show me what you wear on stage.” You said. Well... demanded.

“It’s not that different than this...” He gestured down at his ripped jeans and his Anthrax T shirt under his gray hoodie. “No corpse paint, no tight leather - we’re thrash - more substance than style. Noooo, don’t look at me all disappointed...I’m just not fancy.” He rubbed his hands over his face.

“I’m not disappointed, i just really doubt you play your fancy red crackle finish guitar... in a gray sweatshirt.”

“Okay, I wear a tank top or something cropped because it’s hot as balls on stage and I pull my hair back sometimes or put my bandana on to keep the sweat from dripping in my eyes, that’s the sum total effort I put in okay? you don’t Really want to hear about me sweating my ass off, right?? Grossing you out, right?”

“No. are you gonna show me or not.”

“Yes. mistress, if you take that tone I guess I must.” Eddie slapped his thighs and stood, “Be right back.” He turned half way down the hall. “If you laugh, you gotta go. You’ll be out that door, high or not.”

He shook his head as he retreated down the hallway and then in a few minutes he emerged with his hair up in a loose bun.

He did a slow awkward turn for you. He was in a scissor cropped Megadeth shirt, with his pretty red guitar unfortunately, blocking your view of his stomach. As he turned you could ogle the curve of his back - see how his underwear - probably cotton boxers - were visible just above his jeans and belt.

“See.... not much to write home about. Functional, though. Practical.” He shrugged.

“You look hot.” you said. without thinking.

Eddie gave you an assessing look. “That’s probably the ganja talking. Or did you mean I look overheated, because yeah, it’s a little warm in the trailer but...”

For some reason this made you furious. “No. You look fucking hot, Eddie! You always look hot and I’m not fucking high. C’mere.”

His eyes went wide, he unslung his guitar and leaned it gently against a chair. “Okay... mistress.” He jumped over the coffee table and sat at the edge of the couch - leaning forward. Leaning towards you - at attention. “Any other demands?” he wasn’t being sarcastic though...

“At shows, you should crop your shirts higher, you should go commando under your jeans “ you snapped the elastic of his underwear. “…and you should not invite me over when no one else is around because apparently I go a little haywire when we are alone together.”

Eddie leaned in and kissed you. A kiss like spun sugar, ephemeral, impossibly sweet, and over too soon.

“I go a little haywire when you are near me too.” He said.

[ontowanderlust]

Vow., n.

“They really went all out for this drama huh?” She couldn’t help the awe spilling from her lips as she looked around the studio set.

“Pretty cool, huh?” He agreed as he took her hand as he guided her away from the throng of rushing assistants, make up artists, and highly-caffeinated-but-still-not-enough-caffeine-in-their-system directors, leading her towards off site. “Savin told me they really want this drama to happen so they hired only the best out of the best.” Kiro explained, never leaving his attention away from the direction they were taking.

“Well if you’re starring in it, it’s really got the best out of the best!” She cheered, nudging his shoulder as she kept up with him. “So where are you taking me, oh great one? You finally made up your mind to murder little old me?” She couldn’t help the giggle coming out of her lips as soon as the words came out of her mouth, smiling widely at his feigned scandalized expression.

“Kill a beautiful lady?” He gasped, placing his free hand on his chest. “Duh. So what’s your last words gonna be, gorgeous?”

“Please don’t kill me?” She asked weakly to which earned her a small laugh from him, effectively breaking character.

“Wow. You sure convinced me, Miss Chips.” He laughed, ruffling her head. “Who would want to kill a cutie face like my Miss Chips? Only people who are heartless, it would seem!”

“Uh.. Kiro, murderers are heartless people.”

“You don’t know that!”

She let out a small laugh, making him grin at her. “So, where did you bring me?”

He blinked as he wildly gestured at the grand cathedral in front of them, flailing his arms as if he was showcasing a brand new house instead of the stunning architecture behind him. “Ta-daaaaaaaa!!!”

She couldn’t help the bulging of her eyes out of its sockets as she marveled at the centuries old infrastructure, her eyes sweeping through the intricate design of the façade.

“How...on earth have I missed this?” She asked, turning to her companion, eyes wide in wonder.

“The cathedral was part of the set. The entire production team really put a lot of budget just to book this since they needed some fancy looking church for the setting of the drama. But wait til you see the inside!” He explained as he offered her his hand, warmth spreading through him as she took it without hesitation, letting him guide her inside.

If she thought that the façade was grand af, clearly means she hadn’t seen the interior.

The high ceilings were covered with immaculate paintings decorated by strategically placed dimmed light chandeliers.

The sunlight peeking through one of the arches making the place even more ethereal and just up front, a large stained glass was placed, bearing witness to the ceremony being held.

Wait a moment- ceremony?

She turned her head sharply towards her companion, silently gesturing towards what seemed to be a wedding and how they just seemingly crashed it...unintentionally.

“Did you know there was a wedding taking place?” She hissed.

“Of course,” he had the gall to let out a small quiet laugh, poking her puffed cheek. “Why else do you think I’ve got the free time to show you around? We’re supposed to shoot the scene in the cathedral but well...”

Her nose crinkled in annoyance to which he felt so he placed a placating hand on her shoulders. “Oh relax, Miss Chips. It’s not like we’re disrupting the wedding by our presence. Look, they didn’t even know we’re here.” He fired excuses off, relaxing when he saw his methods working on her.

“Besides, don’t you want to explore this majestic church and appreciate its beauty?”

She let out a small smile, turning her gaze back to the arches. “I do,” she sighed, prompting Kiro to glance at her, smile creeping across his lips as he watched her in awe.

“I do too.” His voice was low and quiet as if he was whispering a secret to her.

The moment shared between them was shattered as the presiding priest’s voice became loud and booming- his words echoing throughout the entire place, dousing them both in ice cold water.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride.”

The priest’s blessing wasn’t for them. That much, they knew.

But for some reason, the air shifted between them- both wanting nothing more than to be swallowed by the ground- all because of their impeccable timing.

A moment passed before he cleared his throat, earning her attention despite her not looking him at the eye. The air shifted around them, that they both couldn’t deny. And it’s all because of one simple sentence.

“Well,” he drawled, knowing she won’t make the first move. Scratching the back of his head, he turned to her with a small smirk on his lips. “We can’t really defy a priest now, can we?”

Her breathing hitched as her eyes widened at the implication of his words.

Surely he’s not suggesting... but casting one look at him, she knew he would never suggest such thing in the first place if he doesn’t mean it.

Because if there’s anything Kiro’s good at, it’s being consistent with his words and actions.

“We really can’t, can we?” She threw his words back at him, taking a step closer until she breached his personal space, her eyes momentarily flicking towards his lips- an action he hadn’t missed. “No backsies?”

“No backsies.” His words were sure and true before diving down to claim her lips with his.

The world around them seemingly vanish as she became hyperaware of how soft his lips were and how he tasted like heaven and...cotton candy?

She could feel his arms wrapping around her as the world suddenly spun, finding her knee bending involuntarily as Kiro supported her weight, tongue deftly swiping across her lips, making her gasp at the sudden feeling of his tongue entangling with hers, leaving fluttering feeling inside her guts.

They broke the kiss after what seemed like a lifetime, foreheads leaning as they meet each other’s dazed gazes.

“No backsies,” his voice came out breathy and rough as he repeated their words earlier. “It seems you’re stuck with me now, wifey.”

“And you’re stuck with me now as well, hubby.” She teased before promising she won’t take back what she had done.

They both knew the priest’s blessing wasn’t of value but for a moment, it’s nice to pretend this was all for them- the grand cathedral and the intimate wedding.

They knew their relationship is young and not enough to warrant a lifetime vow but they will get there. Gradually but surely.

After all, no backsies.

Can I just say...mobile Tumblr is a pain in the neck??? I had to manually edit everything per line and I’m like??? I just want these to be smaller fonts! Why are you making me go through hell?? Oh but on the side note, I managed to spot the lines that needed some re-phrasing soooo in a way, it helped? Not really.

Anyway. Henlo! This right here is a joy to write. I enjoyed the light-heartedness and just the plain ole fluff that surrounds this prompt. Which! I may add that the idea came off a fanfic I’ve read years ago  and I really wanted to write how would Kiro respond to such situation.

I enjoy writing for Kiro- be it fluff or angst. He’s a best boyo. I like writing for all suitors- I just feel like I should give more love to him cause it’s his birth week and not much people requests for him. I could try writing for Helios but... I dunno if it will be good.

As always, send in some prompts!

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May 2020 Angel Fish Awards

(New Angel Fish design by @slytherkins!!)

Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words.

The monthly Angel Fish Awards are peer-nominated, meaning ANYONE IN THE POND CAN NOMINATE ANY POND MEMBER’S FIC. While the Pond was founded to support the Guppies, everyone in this community deserves to be showered with love and feedback, and we hope that by opening this up as a Pond wide system, we’ll be able to share the love as far as it can go.

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Be sure to read through this whole post as people who were nominated more than once only had one tag activated for tumblr tagging purposes!

WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERE ARE MAY’S ANGEL FISH AWARDS!

Nominated by @focusonspn

A Night on the Town (oneshot) by @supernatural-jackles

I completely love this fic!! Jensen is a total sweetheart, it’s really easy to read and all those words felt like only five minutes. This is everything a Jensen!girl could’ve asked for!!

Hunger (oneshot) by @impala-dreamer

HOLY. MOTHER. OF. HOTNESS. It was a fucking pleasure for my eyes to read every single word of this fic!! hot as hell, dark, Demon!Dean and in character as always.

Nominated by @mrswhozeewhatsis 

Handkerchief (oneshot) by @babypieandwhiskey

I don’t usually read RPF, but this is an AU, so I dove in. Mechanic!Jensen with a magical supply of handkerchiefs, ready and willing to clean up whatever mess I find myself in? SOLD. Sweet, appeals to my love of Jensen’s back-pocket bandannas, and it activates my competence kink! Excuse me while I go wibble in the corner.

Nominated by @supernatural-jackles

Still The One (oneshot) by @luci-in-trenchcoats

I have a lot of respect for the way Michelle writes such difficult topics. She approaches them with such grace and accuracy, that makes it all the more realistic. This series is no exception. I deeply enjoy this series and the way things are playing out between Dean and the reader. It’s an extremely heartbreaking story that most of us don’t really think about until it’s put into this kind of perspective. This one is still ongoing, and I’m extremely excited to see how she handles the rest of the story. I highly recommend checking this one out. Just heed the warnings beforehand.

Nominated by @peridottea91

Healthy Competition (Series) by @kittenofdoomage

This! Omg this series! I love it so much!! It’s slower moving but keeps you itching for the next chapter and is oh so relatable. What woman hasn’t had body image issues? And what plus sized woman hasn’t had to deal with rude jerks and bullying? This fic is actually super realistic and hits all those relatable issues. Can’t wait to read the rest!!

Dangerous Signs (Series) by @kittenofdoomage

Ok, let me start by saying that I am a sucker for a good “character transported to alt. universe/world” fic. That said, I got soooooooooo addicted to this fic! It was so well written and you could just feel the reader’s hesitation and torn emotions. Should she stay? Should go? Ugh! Fantastic!! Also, kudos for the Norse mythology!! *chef’s kiss*

Nominated by @thegirlwhorunswithwinchesters

Cotton Candy (oneshot) by @ellewritesfix05

“It was always nice knowing [...] you could always find ways to bring light into Dean’s life.”

And he damn well deserves it! This was so sweet. No one can resist that “I didn’t do it” smile of his ;)

The Oath (Series) by @thecleverdame 

This series is definitely dark, but it’s so so good. If you’re okay with reading about the heavy subjects covered in these chapters, you won’t regret giving this series a try. I can’t seem to stop diving into all of this author’s content. She’s just too good.

Choices (CYOE) by @talesmaniac89 

I’ve been excited about this impressive project since I first saw the announcement post. Though I’m ashamed to say I haven’t gotten into reading the full thing yet, I plan on making time for reading ALL the different endings. I’m excited to see the different ways in which the story plays out, depending on the brothers’ personalities. For now, I’m recommending this first chapter, the starting point, which was already a beauty of its own. If you haven’t started yet yourself, prepare to be amazed.

Not Safe (Oneshot) by @torn-and-frayed

I love this. Spicy but sweet… Is that a cringy enough way for me to try and put my thoughts into words? I also just really miss Bobby, man.

nominated by @impala-dreamer

Safe Here (series) by @because-imma-lady-assface

This is one of the greatest Dean series. Ashley writes Dean amazingly well, too well sometimes, and this series gives him exactly what he needs; a place to feel safe and find comfort. I love this one so much!

Losing You (series) by @idreamofhazel

This is a superbly done Sam series that has stuck with me for a long time. I literally can’t go into Bed, Bath & Beyond without thinking about the ending <3

nominated by @kittenofdoomage

Blind Luck (oneshot) by @crispychrissy

A great Sam x reader that hits the holy trifecta of smut, fluff, and angst.

 Blood And Water (series) by @crashdevlin

Pretty sure I’ve recc’d this before but it’s such a good series, so twisted and angsty, my dark little heart loves it. Heed the warnings!

Just Sam (oneshot) by @dontshootmespence

This might not be everyone’s cup of tea but for me, it’s perfection, because I am a kinky bitch and any other kinky bitches out there would definitely enjoy this XD

nominated by @deanwanddamons

Private Party With A Rockstar (oneshot) by @mummybear

@mummybear Has been working her butt off this month for her RolePlay May. She wrote this story for me and put me in it (my name is Sian). Rockstar!Jensen is one of my weakness’s, and she knows that, and clearly knows me very well too, as included everything I like 😉

She’s Not You by @winchest09

@winchest09 is one of my fave authors. This is a super cute, super fluffy fic which really cheered me up.

Dangerous Signs (Series) by @kittenofdoomage

I LOVED this series. it was so good and lots of fun with some very sexy going’s on. Rhi’s work is just fantastic 💕

Wedding Bells (oneshot) by @katehuntington

This one shot is super cute and fluffy! I love her writing so much and this is not exception 💕 

Not Much Left (oneshot) by @impala-dreamer

Demon!Dean is another of my weakness’s and fic really hit the spot 🥵🔥

Dear Dean (series) by @smol-and-grumpy

This series made me laugh, made me cry, made me horny and made me gasp. One of the best series I have read 💕

nominated by @emilyshurley

Jensen’s Self Care Routine (oneshot) - @luci-in-trenchcoats

It is just adorable. People taking care of themselves for their loved ones. You can’t get more fluffy.

The Proposal (series) - @katymacsupernatural (Ongoing)

If you love fake dating fics, you’ll definitely love this one. Really like the character of “the reader”.

Private Party with a Rockstar (oneshot) - @mummybear

This one is both hot and adorable at the same time

You shook me (oneshot) @myinconnelly1

It’s Myin writing Demon!Dean what more do you want? No seriously that’s the perfect combination

Dancing the Spiral (oneshot) by @myinconnelly1

One of the only times I genuinely felt like a fic was creepy in a good way. And the passing of the whole thing is great. Am I little biased because its Myin, yes but that doesn’t make the fic any less good. sure it’s on the longer side but definitely worth it.

The only exception (series) - @ne-gans and @negans-lucille-tblr

I have only read the first part so far but I had to mention it. It is a serial killer AU so read the trigger warnings just in case.

Make it Big (series)- @negans-lucille-tblr

Again I’m still catching up It’s one of those fics I thought I won’t like reading but was really glad that I started.

Cast no Shadow (series) @kittenofdoomage

It’s Rhi, I can fangirl a lot about her fics. Really enjoyed (?) (that might not be the right word) the whole fitting a new relationship in existing ones. Felt to real in a weird way. It might seem like I don’t like the fic because of how I’m wording this but that’s really not the case.

Nominated by @deanwinchesterswitch

Sunshine (oneshot) by @talesmaniac89

If you like angst, this is the fic for you. It is utterly captivating and heart wrenching. It’s a cut your heart out with a dull centuries-old wooden spoon style hurt. The use of the song lines in this fic is well thought out and poetic. Make sure to have a box of tissues handy. If you don’t at least tear up while reading this, then you don’t have a heart to cut out, and your soul is already in hell.

Choices (CYOE) by @talesmaniac89

A clever interactive series where you get to choose your favorite Winchester, and the ending of the story. This is so detailed and intriguing. I loved the story I ended up with the first time, and excitedly went back in to pick the other options. Each story was unique and well written. 

Babe I’m Gonna Leave You (oneshot) by @waywardbaby

This one shot is an absolutely stunning piece of smut. The lack of dialogue makes it that much better. All you’re left with is the option to feel the detailed emotions—sexual tension to the max.

No Words (oneshot) by @because-imma-lady-assface​

Beautiful, detailed, and heartbreaking. Dean’s pain and need for comfort are palpable, and I cried while reading it. I can’t find the proper words to describe how this fic made me feel, but man did it ever make me feel.

Sky Full of Stars (oneshot) by @smol-and-grumpy​​

This is the sequel to Something Just Like This and is just as exciting as the first series. A roller coaster of suspense. The characters continue on their journey of love, dealing with the good and bad that comes with every relationship—the perfect combination of angst and fluff with a healthy dose of smut.

Something Just Like This (oneshot) by @smol-and-grumpy

A perfect combination of big badass Dean and soft, fluffy Dean, along with all the incredible smut your little heart could desire. I usually don’t like to read a series until it is complete, because I am impatient and don’t want to wait for the next chapter to post. However, this story was intriguing and sexy, and I couldn’t keep from reading each chapter as soon as it posted and then eagerly anticipating the next.

Nominated by anon

Request 42 (oneshot) by @thegirlwhorunswithwinchesters

This was super-duper cute!! I love frustrated soon to be parents especially when one of those parents is Dean! Great work, well worth the read!

Just A Daydream (onesho) by @maddiepants

This fic is refreshing with its canon-ness! I love Sam's little dream, and you get so wrapped up in it, you forget. Absolutely masterful and HOT AS HELL! Also, Tall People, WTF? 

Thank you all for the awesome work and great feedback!

These are not actual awards! This system is set up so everyone in the pond has a chance to share the love and promote a fic/author that has grabbed your attention. The more people that participate, and the more everyone remembers to submit their own fics after posting, the better this will be :D

THANK YOU ALL AGAIN, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!

[briarberrythornedhart]

His Day, His Year, come Hell or High Water

Contains: Fluff, Eddie Munson x you, no gender markers for you, implied Claudia Henderson x Uncle Wayne Munson, Post season 4 injury/recovery, Flight of Icarus references

Eddie didn’t want to use the cane when he walked the stage, but Dustin pressed it into his hands. “Dude, there’s no shame in using an aid... a tool. ‘Sides, do you want that dickhole Higgin’s to see you stumble.”

Eddie nodded and clutched the cane like a sword.

Uncle Wayne straightened Eddie’s mortar board hat. It had been hand-painted last night with the Hellfire Club crest, “You’re momma woulda been real proud. I’m proud too.”

Wayne gave Eddie the standard Munson-man hug with 4 solid back-pats and went to find his seat.

Eddie’s dad wouldn’t show. Eddie’s dad didn’t think any of this education rigmarole was worth the effort, and even if he’d been released from jail he wouldn’t even shown up to the party unless he needed money.

Eddie looked out at his fellow graduates. Most of them were shocked to see him here. Some were angry.

But Eddie had a surprisingly large group here to support him. The Hellfire club was here, including Erica Sinclair, and also his newer non-nerd friends (forged in fire & incredibly dire and perilous straits) Harrington, Buckley, Wheeler, and Red had all shown up.

Even newly reinstated Sheriff Hopper (who had been alive in Russia all along!!??!) and his new family had come to support Eddie. Hopper gave Eddie a graduation card that had “I knew you had it in you, kid.” scrawled inside and a 10 dollar bill. Joyce Byers-Hopper baked Eddie cupcakes with gold sprinkles on the frosting.

And last but not least, in his corner, was you.

While he waited for his name to be called He could see you there in your seat - close to the front row, right behind Ms Kelley. You were all dressed up and looking like a dream - chatting with Buckley and Wheeler. You met his gaze and blew him a kiss. Eddie ‘grabbed’ the kiss from the air and put it in his pocket. For later.

Maybe it was Dustin, the Sinclairs, Buckley, and Harrington who had saved Eddie’s actual life, but you had transformed it.

It was you that spoke with the Sheriff’s department and the VERY next day they closed the murder cases and declared (deceased) Jason Carver as the likely killer.

It was you who sat in Principal Higgins office with a copy of the Hawkins school board bylaws, selections from the Federal Department of Education Civil Rights statutes (specifically the section on age discrimination), and Eddie’s health records from his hospital stay until Higgins agreed to let Eddie graduate this Year.

It was you who had arranged with Claudia Henderson to hold a graduation party in her backyard and convinced Uncle Wayne to do the grilling. Not that it took a lot of convincing for either of them to want to plan a party together. They were together a lot lately.

It was you who had found Eddie a tie that was a deep dark red, helped him tie it into a respectable not too tight half-windsor under the black button up that modestly covered a love bite you’d left on his neck. It was you who affixed the tie with a tie-pin shaped like a scottish claymore.

It was you who had headed off as soon as you arrived at Hawkins Auditorium with Eddie and Uncle Wayne - to reserve a whole row of chairs as the *Eddie Munson supporter section*.

As much as Eddie wanted to give Principal Higgins 2 middle fingers and a slew of deserved profanity, it was you that held him back. Not that you wouldn’t approve - you’d probably laugh, but he wanted to be on his most gentlemanly behavior today, because you were watching.

Because you love him.

Because he loves you too.

[briarberrythornedhart]

Me looking at my little fics posted here with one “like” and no reblogs. It’s okay bb story, u r special.