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Warnings: dark, stalking, 18+ only. Minors DNI.

He was across the room when you saw him. His head was thrown back and he was letting out a boisterous laugh. His eyes were closed tightly like who ever he was talking to was so funny that he couldn’t bear to look at them.

He was a star, shining so bright even though he was dressed in black. He sparkled so brightly that you would be able to find him in the darkest of nights.

You clutched your dates arms so tightly that you were probably bruising him. He hissed between his teeth in pain and cut off the words he was sharing with his coworker to shoot you a concerned look.

You didn’t have time to play it off because now Eddie Munson was looking at you.

It had been so long since you had seen him in person. Even longer since he had seen you.

His eyes flared wide in shock and his fingers gripped the glass in his hand even tighter. His chuckle he was sharing with the woman in front of him died off in his throat as his eyes drank you in.

Every person in the room had their eyes on Eddie. He was the man of the night after all. His album had reached platinum status, his shows sold out across the country. He was the one every one gravitated to, the one every one looked to before they laughed at a joke or took a sip of their drinks.

But when you looked at him all you saw was the man that broke your heart so badly that you nearly died from the pain all those years ago.

It felt like you never truly recovered from it

“You okay?” Your date muttered, nudging your arm.

You realized you were probably embarrassing him In front of his coworkers but you didn’t care because Eddie was walking towards you now with purpose.

“Mr. Munson, I really hope you’re like the event so far!” Your date stuttered out, ready to kiss Eddie’s ass. But this moment wasn’t his. It was yours.

You looked up at him, wide eyed and confused as Eddie’s face didn’t reflect the bliss you had expected and his mouth didn’t spew the apologies you had written out for him on the back of the mail you had taken from his mailbox.

“What are you doing here?!” He raged in a tone that had you flinching. “Someone needs to get security,” he demanded as he waved someone from across the room over.

“I don’t understand,” your date said as he looked around for the threat.

You knew better than to say anything. You and Eddie were locked in a staring match. Please, you begged him silently. Please love me.

Words like stalker and crazy came out of Eddie’s mouth and you let out a laugh of disbelief.

It wasn’t craziness that drew you to this event tonight. It was only pure determination that led you to find out who worked at Eddie’s record company and to find someone suitable enough to do the part you needed them to, to put yourself on the same train as them, to strike up a conversation, to lead them on until they invited you to a work event like this one.

It had taken you only three months.

“-how did she get through? There’s a damn restraining order for a reason,” someone with authority barked and you didn’t have time to defend yourself because you were being swept away by your arm.

Restraining order? That piece of paper was s burned to ash in your fireplace.

You threw one last glance at Eddie as he stood with his chest heaving and a shake in his hands.

Someone was doting on him, making sure he was okay. You obviously knew him better than them because you could obviously see the fear in his eyes that they couldn’t. He was scared to love you. You would fix that with some time.

You couldn’t wait to see him again.

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Warnings: dark, stalking, 18+ only. Minors DNI.

He was across the room when you saw him. His head was thrown back and he was letting out a boisterous laugh. His eyes were closed tightly like who ever he was talking to was so funny that he couldn’t bear to look at them.

He was a star, shining so bright even though he was dressed in black. He sparkled so brightly that you would be able to find him in the darkest of nights.

You clutched your dates arms so tightly that you were probably bruising him. He hissed between his teeth in pain and cut off the words he was sharing with his coworker to shoot you a concerned look.

You didn’t have time to play it off because now Eddie Munson was looking at you.

It had been so long since you had seen him in person. Even longer since he had seen you.

His eyes flared wide in shock and his fingers gripped the glass in his hand even tighter. His chuckle he was sharing with the woman in front of him died off in his throat as his eyes drank you in.

Every person in the room had their eyes on Eddie. He was the man of the night after all. His album had reached platinum status, his shows sold out across the country. He was the one every one gravitated to, the one every one looked to before they laughed at a joke or took a sip of their drinks.

But when you looked at him all you saw was the man that broke your heart so badly that you nearly died from the pain all those years ago.

It felt like you never truly recovered from it

“You okay?” Your date muttered, nudging your arm.

You realized you were probably embarrassing him In front of his coworkers but you didn’t care because Eddie was walking towards you now with purpose.

“Mr. Munson, I really hope you’re like the event so far!” Your date stuttered out, ready to kiss Eddie’s ass. But this moment wasn’t his. It was yours.

You looked up at him, wide eyed and confused as Eddie’s face didn’t reflect the bliss you had expected and his mouth didn’t spew the apologies you had written out for him on the back of the mail you had taken from his mailbox.

“What are you doing here?!” He raged in a tone that had you flinching. “Someone needs to get security,” he demanded as he waved someone from across the room over.

“I don’t understand,” your date said as he looked around for the threat.

You knew better than to say anything. You and Eddie were locked in a staring match. Please, you begged him silently. Please love me.

Words like stalker and crazy came out of Eddie’s mouth and you let out a laugh of disbelief.

It wasn’t craziness that drew you to this event tonight. It was only pure determination that led you to find out who worked at Eddie’s record company and to find someone suitable enough to do the part you needed them to, to put yourself on the same train as them, to strike up a conversation, to lead them on until they invited you to a work event like this one.

It had taken you only three months.

“-how did she get through? There’s a damn restraining order for a reason,” someone with authority barked and you didn’t have time to defend yourself because you were being swept away by your arm.

Restraining order? That piece of paper was s burned to ash in your fireplace.

You threw one last glance at Eddie as he stood with his chest heaving and a shake in his hands.

Someone was doting on him, making sure he was okay. You obviously knew him better than them because you could obviously see the fear in his eyes that they couldn’t. He was scared to love you. You would fix that with some time.

You couldn’t wait to see him again.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson au #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x you #eddie stranger things #eddie munson series #eddie munson angst

[neonghostlights]

Beautiful story. Every chapter feels like taking a breath after holding it for so long.

Twelve years after your best friend Eddie Munson left you heartbroken with nothing but a mixtape as his only goodbye, he walks back into your life, looking for a second chance.

With a wedding to Steve Harrington on the horizon and a career that's everything you've ever wanted, you're on the cusp of the perfect happily ever after. But pressing play on the past could unravel everything, especially when it leads to a kiss that should never have happened. 

Amidst a soundtrack that spans the highs and lows of love and loss, you're faced with your deepest fear—not just the secrets you've kept hidden but the silence of ending up alone.

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader Steve Harrington X Fem!Reader

What to expect: Second Chance Romance set in 2012 Chicago, with flashbacks at the beginning of each chapter.  Eddie and Steve are in their 30s. Fem!Reader is given a pet name from each of the guys. No other name mentioned. No use of Y/N. No physical description. Reader does have a bit of personality, as I find it nearly impossible to keep her blank for such a long fic. You may find yourself at times making choices that you wouldn't normally make, but I hope you can put that aside and enjoy the ride. Sensitive Content. 18+ Eventual smut. Cheating. Mentions of past DV. Guaranteed happy ending. This is my love letter to Eddie Munson.

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Song 1. Scar Tissue WC: 5162

Song 2. Sour Girl WC: 6558

Song 3. Disarm WC: 8554

Song 4. Fake Plastic Trees WC: 12399

Song 4. Remix Version WC: 11646

Song 5. Clumsy WC: 12261

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Blurbs

Snowy Morning

Eddie & Chris

Articles Playlists & More

Spotify Playlist

4 Questions with Eddie Munson

4 Questions with Steve Harrington

4 Questions with Argyle

Locations Board 1

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I just want to add to this and say that all of the hype around The Priory of The Orange Tree is true. Go read it.

I just want to go home and read my books

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I just want to go home and read my books

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You just love to hurt my feelings don’t you?

Yes 🤓

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Warnings; hurt/no comfort this sucks but I needed to write something

Eddie’s hands shook as he dug in his jean pocket for the small box there.

“-and you know I love you so much. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

You sniffled, using your pinky finger to delicately wipe the tears springing from your eyes.

“I’ve just always wanted the best for you. No matter what,” Eddie continued with his speech, hands now flailing dramatically as he talked.

You balled your fists up, nails biting into your palms so hard you were sure you were bleeding. He held the box in his hand now. You wanted to yank it from his hands and throw it out the window.

You stared at him blankly before looking down at the packed duffle bags at his feet and the one way plane ticket to California that was in the box he had in his hands. He was going to show it to you, as proof that he was leaving and never coming back this time.

But you didn’t need to see the ticket. You had already found it a week ago, hidden under his mattress.

You had thought something else waited in that box for you.

“Then why are you leaving me?” You finally asked.

Eddie relaxed, no longer needing to continue his script.

“Because I want to be famous.”

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson au #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x you #eddie stranger things #eddie munson series #eddie munson angst

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4🪽 anon. I cant remember if i sent my last ask anon or not. Lol. 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

You did lol! Your identity is still a big mystery !!

I was talking to someone else who was saying they had a hard time with that one as well. I promise every book just gets better and better towards the end.

I haven’t read crescent city yet. I recently finished my dark Vanessa, my husband, and the invisible life of Addie Laurie. I just started priory of the orange tree and if he had been with me.

I’m hoping to read crescent city some time this year!

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Eddie Munson x Powered!Reader

Warnings: Blood, a lot of death, angst, open-ish ending, 18+ only, minors DNI

Wordcount: 2k

Don’t Mess With Time

Panted, gurgled breathing echoed in your ears and you weren’t sure if it belonged to you or the scientist slumped in the chair in front of you with his head on the table.

Papa would be mad again but you had been long past caring what the hell Papa thought.

Your ears rang, teeth gritted as you focused on your surroundings.

You hadn’t meant to go back this far this time. It was a testament to how much grip you were losing on your very delicate powers.

You had killed the man before you. He probably had a family of his own, was probably experimenting on little kids just so he could put food on the table or send his oldest child off to college.

But after so many times of frying his brain you just couldn’t bring yourself to care.

You did a quick count in your head until you landed on a number that sent dread into your gut.

This was number thirty two.

You had warped time and reality thirty two times in an effort to save Eddie Munson, an innocent who was never meant to get caught up in the sick creations of the dimension that rested parallel to the one you were in now.

You weren’t sure how much juice you had left in you to do this again, to try to save him again. You would have to make this time really count like you had told yourself thirty one times before this.

An alarm blared from somewhere in the building and you knew what time it was again as you stood from your chair and wiped the blood as it dripped from your nose and onto your hospital gown.

001 had betrayed Eleven again.

It was escape time.

—

“You good, man?” Steve called out to Eddie as you trudged through the upside down.

You didn’t have enough power to skip ahead to where it really mattered this time.

So that meant you had to live through each and every painstaking day, had to live through every moment again leading up to 001’s return.

Eddie had stumbled a bit, blinking up at the blood red sky above you.

“This place just seems so familiar?” He mumbled before shaking his head and moving forward.

You bit your lip as you picked up the pace beside him, clutching your weapon of a stick as you headed towards Nancy’s house to get the guns that wouldn’t be there.

Again.

And you would have to fake shock.

Again.

You weren’t sure how long you could keep doing this but you knew you wouldn’t be able to give up.

Each of your plans had gone terribly wrong. Every single time you had gone back and tried to change anything it still led to Eddie’s demise.

You had done everything you could think of, including trying to keep Chrissy away from Eddie but somehow he would always still end up involved. You had tried to save Chrissy, but her fate remained the same as Eddie’s; her own fate impossible to redeem.

You had tried to talk Eddie away from the group, even tried to trick him out of town a few tries but nothing worked. It was like he was determined to keep his fate. You had even tried to kill Vecna yourself well before he even got sent to the upside down but that attempt had ended with him coming back when your defenses were down, taking Eddie down with him.

It was like he knew, like this was a sick game to him.

Destroying the world wouldn’t be enough. He had to destroy what you loved too.

A few lifetimes long ago, Eddie had loved you.

You stopped letting him love you about fifteen attempts ago. You found it made it even harder to try to keep him away when you two were involved with each other.

“You okay over there?” Eddie asked, nudging you with his shoulder and bringing you back to your present situation.

All you were to him now was an acquaintance, a friend of a friend that was in the same shitty situation that he was in.

You nodded once, shooting him a small smile when all you wanted to do was grab him and run out of here.

You knew that wouldn’t work. You had tried that once too.

“Who knew this shit was under our feet the whole time?” Eddie kept talking despite your blank stare ahead.

You shrugged.

“You don’t talk much do you?” He quipped before stumbling over a stray branch.

You stopped walking, taking a deep breath and clenching your fists at your side to keep yourself from reaching out for him.

“Would you watch where you’re walking? What if that was a vine? Every monster in the upside down would have known exactly where we were,” you snapped at him.

Eddie stared at you wide eyed for a moment and you didn’t even give him the chance to say anything as you stomped off from him, leaving him to walk with Steve as you caught up with Nancy and Robin.

You could hear him and Steve mumbling about something behind you but you didn’t really feel like listening to him tell Steve that he was cynical about love when he had once shown you the best love you had ever known.

—

You stopped at the bottom of the stairs as Nancy and Robin raced up to Nancy’s room to find that the guns weren’t in the shoebox like she originally thought.

“This is different,” you mumbled to yourself as you watched the scene before you unfold.

Steve immediately started wandering about the living room and kitchen of Nancy’s home but that was normal, that had happened before.

What was new this time was Eddie now standing in front of you with a concerned look on his face instead of instinctively following Nancy and Robin up the stairs.

“You’re bleeding,” he said, lifting your chin up with a gentle hand.

You brushed a hand at the tickle under your nose, looking at the deep red liquid now coating your index finger and thumb.

That was new.

And something was wrong.

“Holy shit do you hear that?! Dustin?! Dustin!!” Steve started calling frantically at the muffled sound of Dustin’s voice but you couldn’t bring yourself to care because Eddie was still touching your face and looking at you with concern.

“You don’t look like you feel okay.”

No. You didn’t feel okay. There was a pounding in your head and a burning in your stomach that felt like you had swallowed acid and you wish you could say you didn’t know why but that would be a lie.

You were burning out. The toll of this place and all the messing with time was coming back to squash you like a bug.

“I don’t feel okay,” you whispered, or maybe you only said it in your head.

Eddie’s own hand came away bloody as he swiped your cheek and it felt like you were crying.

“What’s wrong with her?!” Someone called, rushing up to where you and Eddie stood in the dark room.

“I think I’m dying,” you said, looking at Eddie as hands grabbed at you, trying to look at you and make sure you were okay. Was it Nancy or Robin who was tugging at your hand and asking you what you meant.

You couldn’t hold it together anymore, couldn’t keep doing this. But you had to.

So you kept going.

Until he died in your arms again at the end of attempt number thirty two.

Eddie Munson continued to refuse to go peacefully. Instead of a light flickering out he was like a violent thunderstorm through the night, making sure all of those around knew he once existed.

—

It was attempt number thirty two and a half and you were done.

Done with the blood, the carnage, the destruction.

Done with watching the love of your life have the breath taken from him.

It wasn’t like you were giving up. Oh no, if you had it in you then you would keep fighting until you had single-handedly tangled the threads of time so thoroughly that not even the creator of all that existed could separate them.

But you didn’t have it in you anymore. You were drained completely and you knew that this moment was the only one you would have left.

You approached the hidden picnic table in the woods behind the highschool.

The sun shone through the trees like little spotlights for your journey.

It was spring, warm yet a chill of goosebumps raced up your arms when you saw him sitting on the bench, his lunchbox open in front of him as he patiently waited for customers.

This time, you only went back far enough for this moment. One last sweet moment that you could handle before you walked away forever.

His absentminded murmuring stopped when he spotted you through the brush.

You and Eddie had never met before, not this time you were a stranger completely.

“How can I help you?” He asked, brow raised. He wouldn’t give away what the contents of his lunchbox were to a stranger. You could be the type to take one look and run to the police to snitch on him.

You knew getting him arrested wouldn’t prevent his fate. You had tried that on attempt number four.

Even a jail cell couldn’t protect Eddie.

“Sorry, I think I’m lost,” you said with a shrug as you sat across from him at the bench. He slid the lunchbox off quickly and set it beside him on the bench.

“Lost? I didn’t think anyone could get lost in Hawkins,” he said with a tilt of his head.

“You’d be surprised,” you said with a watery smile and a shrug. A few tears slid down your checks and you wiped them quickly.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Eddie asked, voice turning concerned as he hopped off his bench and crossed over to yours. He sat far enough away to give you space and to not crowd you.

“I’m going to miss you so much. I’m sorry I couldn’t save you,” you admitted, taking in the confused look on his face.

But he didn’t run away from you. Sweet Eddie was brave enough to listen to the frantic ramblings of a heart broken woman.

“D-Do you need me to call someone for you?”

You shook your head.

“No. I just wanted to take one last look at you and let you know that I love you so much.”

You pushed up from the bench, leaving Eddie’s confused stammering behind you as you walked away from him before you broke completely.

Before you lost your self control and actually ended up destroying the world for him.

You left Hawkins and found yourself curled up in a motel room with your hands over your ears as you tried to block out the world. Your body shook and ached on that dirty motel bed as you succumbed to your powers taking everything bit of life from you.

You didn’t want to hear about his death again, didn’t want to know what happened next, didn’t want to know the outcome of his story.

Maybe he would join you in the next life.

[neonghostlights]

Eddie Munson x Powered!Reader

Warnings: Blood, a lot of death, angst, open-ish ending, 18+ only, minors DNI

Wordcount: 2k

Don’t Mess With Time

Panted, gurgled breathing echoed in your ears and you weren’t sure if it belonged to you or the scientist slumped in the chair in front of you with his head on the table.

Papa would be mad again but you had been long past caring what the hell Papa thought.

Your ears rang, teeth gritted as you focused on your surroundings.

You hadn’t meant to go back this far this time. It was a testament to how much grip you were losing on your very delicate powers.

You had killed the man before you. He probably had a family of his own, was probably experimenting on little kids just so he could put food on the table or send his oldest child off to college.

But after so many times of frying his brain you just couldn’t bring yourself to care.

You did a quick count in your head until you landed on a number that sent dread into your gut.

This was number thirty two.

You had warped time and reality thirty two times in an effort to save Eddie Munson, an innocent who was never meant to get caught up in the sick creations of the dimension that rested parallel to the one you were in now.

You weren’t sure how much juice you had left in you to do this again, to try to save him again. You would have to make this time really count like you had told yourself thirty one times before this.

An alarm blared from somewhere in the building and you knew what time it was again as you stood from your chair and wiped the blood as it dripped from your nose and onto your hospital gown.

001 had betrayed Eleven again.

It was escape time.

—

“You good, man?” Steve called out to Eddie as you trudged through the upside down.

You didn’t have enough power to skip ahead to where it really mattered this time.

So that meant you had to live through each and every painstaking day, had to live through every moment again leading up to 001’s return.

Eddie had stumbled a bit, blinking up at the blood red sky above you.

“This place just seems so familiar?” He mumbled before shaking his head and moving forward.

You bit your lip as you picked up the pace beside him, clutching your weapon of a stick as you headed towards Nancy’s house to get the guns that wouldn’t be there.

Again.

And you would have to fake shock.

Again.

You weren’t sure how long you could keep doing this but you knew you wouldn’t be able to give up.

Each of your plans had gone terribly wrong. Every single time you had gone back and tried to change anything it still led to Eddie’s demise.

You had done everything you could think of, including trying to keep Chrissy away from Eddie but somehow he would always still end up involved. You had tried to save Chrissy, but her fate remained the same as Eddie’s; her own fate impossible to redeem.

You had tried to talk Eddie away from the group, even tried to trick him out of town a few tries but nothing worked. It was like he was determined to keep his fate. You had even tried to kill Vecna yourself well before he even got sent to the upside down but that attempt had ended with him coming back when your defenses were down, taking Eddie down with him.

It was like he knew, like this was a sick game to him.

Destroying the world wouldn’t be enough. He had to destroy what you loved too.

A few lifetimes long ago, Eddie had loved you.

You stopped letting him love you about fifteen attempts ago. You found it made it even harder to try to keep him away when you two were involved with each other.

“You okay over there?” Eddie asked, nudging you with his shoulder and bringing you back to your present situation.

All you were to him now was an acquaintance, a friend of a friend that was in the same shitty situation that he was in.

You nodded once, shooting him a small smile when all you wanted to do was grab him and run out of here.

You knew that wouldn’t work. You had tried that once too.

“Who knew this shit was under our feet the whole time?” Eddie kept talking despite your blank stare ahead.

You shrugged.

“You don’t talk much do you?” He quipped before stumbling over a stray branch.

You stopped walking, taking a deep breath and clenching your fists at your side to keep yourself from reaching out for him.

“Would you watch where you’re walking? What if that was a vine? Every monster in the upside down would have known exactly where we were,” you snapped at him.

Eddie stared at you wide eyed for a moment and you didn’t even give him the chance to say anything as you stomped off from him, leaving him to walk with Steve as you caught up with Nancy and Robin.

You could hear him and Steve mumbling about something behind you but you didn’t really feel like listening to him tell Steve that he was cynical about love when he had once shown you the best love you had ever known.

—

You stopped at the bottom of the stairs as Nancy and Robin raced up to Nancy’s room to find that the guns weren’t in the shoebox like she originally thought.

“This is different,” you mumbled to yourself as you watched the scene before you unfold.

Steve immediately started wandering about the living room and kitchen of Nancy’s home but that was normal, that had happened before.

What was new this time was Eddie now standing in front of you with a concerned look on his face instead of instinctively following Nancy and Robin up the stairs.

“You’re bleeding,” he said, lifting your chin up with a gentle hand.

You brushed a hand at the tickle under your nose, looking at the deep red liquid now coating your index finger and thumb.

That was new.

And something was wrong.

“Holy shit do you hear that?! Dustin?! Dustin!!” Steve started calling frantically at the muffled sound of Dustin’s voice but you couldn’t bring yourself to care because Eddie was still touching your face and looking at you with concern.

“You don’t look like you feel okay.”

No. You didn’t feel okay. There was a pounding in your head and a burning in your stomach that felt like you had swallowed acid and you wish you could say you didn’t know why but that would be a lie.

You were burning out. The toll of this place and all the messing with time was coming back to squash you like a bug.

“I don’t feel okay,” you whispered, or maybe you only said it in your head.

Eddie’s own hand came away bloody as he swiped your cheek and it felt like you were crying.

“What’s wrong with her?!” Someone called, rushing up to where you and Eddie stood in the dark room.

“I think I’m dying,” you said, looking at Eddie as hands grabbed at you, trying to look at you and make sure you were okay. Was it Nancy or Robin who was tugging at your hand and asking you what you meant.

You couldn’t hold it together anymore, couldn’t keep doing this. But you had to.

So you kept going.

Until he died in your arms again at the end of attempt number thirty two.

Eddie Munson continued to refuse to go peacefully. Instead of a light flickering out he was like a violent thunderstorm through the night, making sure all of those around knew he once existed.

—

It was attempt number thirty two and a half and you were done.

Done with the blood, the carnage, the destruction.

Done with watching the love of your life have the breath taken from him.

It wasn’t like you were giving up. Oh no, if you had it in you then you would keep fighting until you had single-handedly tangled the threads of time so thoroughly that not even the creator of all that existed could separate them.

But you didn’t have it in you anymore. You were drained completely and you knew that this moment was the only one you would have left.

You approached the hidden picnic table in the woods behind the highschool.

The sun shone through the trees like little spotlights for your journey.

It was spring, warm yet a chill of goosebumps raced up your arms when you saw him sitting on the bench, his lunchbox open in front of him as he patiently waited for customers.

This time, you only went back far enough for this moment. One last sweet moment that you could handle before you walked away forever.

His absentminded murmuring stopped when he spotted you through the brush.

You and Eddie had never met before, not this time you were a stranger completely.

“How can I help you?” He asked, brow raised. He wouldn’t give away what the contents of his lunchbox were to a stranger. You could be the type to take one look and run to the police to snitch on him.

You knew getting him arrested wouldn’t prevent his fate. You had tried that on attempt number four.

Even a jail cell couldn’t protect Eddie.

“Sorry, I think I’m lost,” you said with a shrug as you sat across from him at the bench. He slid the lunchbox off quickly and set it beside him on the bench.

“Lost? I didn’t think anyone could get lost in Hawkins,” he said with a tilt of his head.

“You’d be surprised,” you said with a watery smile and a shrug. A few tears slid down your checks and you wiped them quickly.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Eddie asked, voice turning concerned as he hopped off his bench and crossed over to yours. He sat far enough away to give you space and to not crowd you.

“I’m going to miss you so much. I’m sorry I couldn’t save you,” you admitted, taking in the confused look on his face.

But he didn’t run away from you. Sweet Eddie was brave enough to listen to the frantic ramblings of a heart broken woman.

“D-Do you need me to call someone for you?”

You shook your head.

“No. I just wanted to take one last look at you and let you know that I love you so much.”

You pushed up from the bench, leaving Eddie’s confused stammering behind you as you walked away from him before you broke completely.

Before you lost your self control and actually ended up destroying the world for him.

You left Hawkins and found yourself curled up in a motel room with your hands over your ears as you tried to block out the world. Your body shook and ached on that dirty motel bed as you succumbed to your powers taking everything bit of life from you.

You didn’t want to hear about his death again, didn’t want to know what happened next, didn’t want to know the outcome of his story.

Maybe he would join you in the next life.

[neonghostlights]

Eddie Munson x Powered!Reader

Warnings: Blood, a lot of death, angst, open-ish ending, 18+ only, minors DNI

Wordcount: 2k

Don’t Mess With Time

Panted, gurgled breathing echoed in your ears and you weren’t sure if it belonged to you or the scientist slumped in the chair in front of you with his head on the table.

Papa would be mad again but you had been long past caring what the hell Papa thought.

Your ears rang, teeth gritted as you focused on your surroundings.

You hadn’t meant to go back this far this time. It was a testament to how much grip you were losing on your very delicate powers.

You had killed the man before you. He probably had a family of his own, was probably experimenting on little kids just so he could put food on the table or send his oldest child off to college.

But after so many times of frying his brain you just couldn’t bring yourself to care.

You did a quick count in your head until you landed on a number that sent dread into your gut.

This was number thirty two.

You had warped time and reality thirty two times in an effort to save Eddie Munson, an innocent who was never meant to get caught up in the sick creations of the dimension that rested parallel to the one you were in now.

You weren’t sure how much juice you had left in you to do this again, to try to save him again. You would have to make this time really count like you had told yourself thirty one times before this.

An alarm blared from somewhere in the building and you knew what time it was again as you stood from your chair and wiped the blood as it dripped from your nose and onto your hospital gown.

001 had betrayed Eleven again.

It was escape time.

—

“You good, man?” Steve called out to Eddie as you trudged through the upside down.

You didn’t have enough power to skip ahead to where it really mattered this time.

So that meant you had to live through each and every painstaking day, had to live through every moment again leading up to 001’s return.

Eddie had stumbled a bit, blinking up at the blood red sky above you.

“This place just seems so familiar?” He mumbled before shaking his head and moving forward.

You bit your lip as you picked up the pace beside him, clutching your weapon of a stick as you headed towards Nancy’s house to get the guns that wouldn’t be there.

Again.

And you would have to fake shock.

Again.

You weren’t sure how long you could keep doing this but you knew you wouldn’t be able to give up.

Each of your plans had gone terribly wrong. Every single time you had gone back and tried to change anything it still led to Eddie’s demise.

You had done everything you could think of, including trying to keep Chrissy away from Eddie but somehow he would always still end up involved. You had tried to save Chrissy, but her fate remained the same as Eddie’s; her own fate impossible to redeem.

You had tried to talk Eddie away from the group, even tried to trick him out of town a few tries but nothing worked. It was like he was determined to keep his fate. You had even tried to kill Vecna yourself well before he even got sent to the upside down but that attempt had ended with him coming back when your defenses were down, taking Eddie down with him.

It was like he knew, like this was a sick game to him.

Destroying the world wouldn’t be enough. He had to destroy what you loved too.

A few lifetimes long ago, Eddie had loved you.

You stopped letting him love you about fifteen attempts ago. You found it made it even harder to try to keep him away when you two were involved with each other.

“You okay over there?” Eddie asked, nudging you with his shoulder and bringing you back to your present situation.

All you were to him now was an acquaintance, a friend of a friend that was in the same shitty situation that he was in.

You nodded once, shooting him a small smile when all you wanted to do was grab him and run out of here.

You knew that wouldn’t work. You had tried that once too.

“Who knew this shit was under our feet the whole time?” Eddie kept talking despite your blank stare ahead.

You shrugged.

“You don’t talk much do you?” He quipped before stumbling over a stray branch.

You stopped walking, taking a deep breath and clenching your fists at your side to keep yourself from reaching out for him.

“Would you watch where you’re walking? What if that was a vine? Every monster in the upside down would have known exactly where we were,” you snapped at him.

Eddie stared at you wide eyed for a moment and you didn’t even give him the chance to say anything as you stomped off from him, leaving him to walk with Steve as you caught up with Nancy and Robin.

You could hear him and Steve mumbling about something behind you but you didn’t really feel like listening to him tell Steve that he was cynical about love when he had once shown you the best love you had ever known.

—

You stopped at the bottom of the stairs as Nancy and Robin raced up to Nancy’s room to find that the guns weren’t in the shoebox like she originally thought.

“This is different,” you mumbled to yourself as you watched the scene before you unfold.

Steve immediately started wandering about the living room and kitchen of Nancy’s home but that was normal, that had happened before.

What was new this time was Eddie now standing in front of you with a concerned look on his face instead of instinctively following Nancy and Robin up the stairs.

“You’re bleeding,” he said, lifting your chin up with a gentle hand.

You brushed a hand at the tickle under your nose, looking at the deep red liquid now coating your index finger and thumb.

That was new.

And something was wrong.

“Holy shit do you hear that?! Dustin?! Dustin!!” Steve started calling frantically at the muffled sound of Dustin’s voice but you couldn’t bring yourself to care because Eddie was still touching your face and looking at you with concern.

“You don’t look like you feel okay.”

No. You didn’t feel okay. There was a pounding in your head and a burning in your stomach that felt like you had swallowed acid and you wish you could say you didn’t know why but that would be a lie.

You were burning out. The toll of this place and all the messing with time was coming back to squash you like a bug.

“I don’t feel okay,” you whispered, or maybe you only said it in your head.

Eddie’s own hand came away bloody as he swiped your cheek and it felt like you were crying.

“What’s wrong with her?!” Someone called, rushing up to where you and Eddie stood in the dark room.

“I think I’m dying,” you said, looking at Eddie as hands grabbed at you, trying to look at you and make sure you were okay. Was it Nancy or Robin who was tugging at your hand and asking you what you meant.

You couldn’t hold it together anymore, couldn’t keep doing this. But you had to.

So you kept going.

Until he died in your arms again at the end of attempt number thirty two.

Eddie Munson continued to refuse to go peacefully. Instead of a light flickering out he was like a violent thunderstorm through the night, making sure all of those around knew he once existed.

—

It was attempt number thirty two and a half and you were done.

Done with the blood, the carnage, the destruction.

Done with watching the love of your life have the breath taken from him.

It wasn’t like you were giving up. Oh no, if you had it in you then you would keep fighting until you had single-handedly tangled the threads of time so thoroughly that not even the creator of all that existed could separate them.

But you didn’t have it in you anymore. You were drained completely and you knew that this moment was the only one you would have left.

You approached the hidden picnic table in the woods behind the highschool.

The sun shone through the trees like little spotlights for your journey.

It was spring, warm yet a chill of goosebumps raced up your arms when you saw him sitting on the bench, his lunchbox open in front of him as he patiently waited for customers.

This time, you only went back far enough for this moment. One last sweet moment that you could handle before you walked away forever.

His absentminded murmuring stopped when he spotted you through the brush.

You and Eddie had never met before, not this time you were a stranger completely.

“How can I help you?” He asked, brow raised. He wouldn’t give away what the contents of his lunchbox were to a stranger. You could be the type to take one look and run to the police to snitch on him.

You knew getting him arrested wouldn’t prevent his fate. You had tried that on attempt number four.

Even a jail cell couldn’t protect Eddie.

“Sorry, I think I’m lost,” you said with a shrug as you sat across from him at the bench. He slid the lunchbox off quickly and set it beside him on the bench.

“Lost? I didn’t think anyone could get lost in Hawkins,” he said with a tilt of his head.

“You’d be surprised,” you said with a watery smile and a shrug. A few tears slid down your checks and you wiped them quickly.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Eddie asked, voice turning concerned as he hopped off his bench and crossed over to yours. He sat far enough away to give you space and to not crowd you.

“I’m going to miss you so much. I’m sorry I couldn’t save you,” you admitted, taking in the confused look on his face.

But he didn’t run away from you. Sweet Eddie was brave enough to listen to the frantic ramblings of a heart broken woman.

“D-Do you need me to call someone for you?”

You shook your head.

“No. I just wanted to take one last look at you and let you know that I love you so much.”

You pushed up from the bench, leaving Eddie’s confused stammering behind you as you walked away from him before you broke completely.

Before you lost your self control and actually ended up destroying the world for him.

You left Hawkins and found yourself curled up in a motel room with your hands over your ears as you tried to block out the world. Your body shook and ached on that dirty motel bed as you succumbed to your powers taking everything bit of life from you.

You didn’t want to hear about his death again, didn’t want to know what happened next, didn’t want to know the outcome of his story.

Maybe he would join you in the next life.

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[neonghostlights]

4th wing anon, how is TOG going

[neonghostlights]

Ok so I’m actually working on The 32 Deaths of Eddie Munson

[neonghostlights]

You Found Me

Part Four

“But I wanna play with my friend!” Darcy squealed as she stomped with every syllable.

Eddie rubbed his temples with a sigh.

Ever since she met you, she had been insisting that she go visit her friend.

Eddie wasn’t sure why she thought you were friends. Maybe it was the kind way you treated her despite not liking her father or the way you let her have an apple that fell from your grocery bag.

Eddie recalled the interaction that happened only three days prior.

He thought that one day when he was faced with you again he would know what he would say, what he would do when he finally looked into your eyes.

But instead he froze.

Your lips were screwed to the side, half in a fake smile for Darcy’s sake and half in a scowl at the sight of him.

He wanted to spill his guts, tell you everything that happened in his life since he last saw you, every screw up and mistake he had made.

But he also wanted to tell you the good things, one of those good things being the very daughter that was now throwing a temper tantrum in his living room.

“Nope. You’re still in trouble for leaving the house without me knowing and for crossing the street without an adult.”

“But I looked both ways!” Darcy argued.

Eddie ran a hand across his face. He only prayed for his future self when Darcy hit her rebellious teenage years.

“And besides, she’s an adult. She has things to do. We can’t just go over there and bother her,” Eddie said, mostly a reminder to himself as he looked out the window and across the street to your house.

He wondered if there was a way he could see you again. He would have to come up with a plan.

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You Found Me

Part Three

The first interaction happened a few days later.

You were coming home from the store, a few groceries in hand when you felt something brush up against your leg.

You jumped, paper bags teetering dangerously in your arms.

A little girl with big brown eyes smiled up at you. Her finger nails were painted pink and her hair was up in lopsided pigtails.

She smiled and even with a missing tooth the resemblance to Eddie knocked you in the gut.

“Hi!” She said with a grin and a wave of her hand.

You glanced across the street at Eddie’s house and back down at the little girl standing infront of you.

“I’m Darcy,” she said when you still stared at her with a puzzled expression.

“Hi, Darcy,” you said hesitantly as you adjusted the bags in your arms. “How’d you get over here.”

“I walked. Do you need my dad to help with those?” She said as she pointed at your bags.

“No!” You chirped quickly. “You walked across the by yourself? I’m not sure that was a good-“

“Oh shit! Darcy!!!” Eddie yelled, a screen door slamming behind him as he stormed across his yard and jogged across the street without looking for oncoming traffic.

“You gotta look both ways, Dad!” Darcy called with her hands cupped around her mouth.

“Darcy! You cannot leave the house without me and you definitely cannot cross the street by yourself! What were you thinking?!” Eddie said sternly, breathing heavily from where you assumed he tore the house apart looking for his daughter.

His daughter. You still couldn’t wrap your head around the thought.

“I wasn’t alone. I was with my friend,” Darcy retorted, pointing a glittery fingernail at you.

And that’s when Eddie turned to face you.

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Hi I’m really hoping you can maybe help me find an Eddie fic?? It was like a true blood au and I loved it but now I can’t find it 😭

I suspect you are thinking of my dear friend @bettyfrommars series Death Becomes Us

It’s amazing and so is Betty

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You found me

Part two

Divorced!singledad!EddieMunson

You put your books away one at a time.

You wanted to grab them by the handful and just stack them on the damn shelf and be done with it but you knew you needed to do this calmly in order to be happy with it later.

You had seen him earlier and that’s what you blamed your mood on.

You were using your unsettledness to help you unpack your new home, to help you finally do the things you had put off doing for the past three weeks you lived here.

You knew moving back to Hawkins meant you might run into him again. But you didn’t expect to see him across the street from you.

Of course, it wasn’t just him you saw.

There was a little girl on his hip, wild hair and big smiles as he walked her to a golden minivan that sat idle in his driveway.

He made small talk with the woman in the front seat, tight lipped smiles and breaths of relief. He buckled the child into the back seat, waving them off as the minivan backed out and left.

You watched as he watched it pull away, shoulders dropping in an exhausted way as he made his way back to his house and shut the door behind him.

And you thought it was over.

Then you watched as his hand moved the curtain for what you assumed was his living room. His eyes met yours for a heartbeat and you dropped your own curtains like they had burned you.

So now you were unpacking when all you wanted to do was run.

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