#his best friend. i just dont know how they would do it with eddie bc they would have to pull a lot of focus over there too with a big

[nandermoenthusiast]

oh my god i got so emotional SHUT UUUUUP

#911 #911verse #evan buckley #so this is what crying about a character is actually like #like i do be crying at times dont get me wrong #but i just love buck so much. i kept stopping the episode and going. omg omg omg #omg its happening. omg idk if i can actually watch this. omg its happening !!!!!!!!!!! #jesus christ JESUS CHRIST #like i know we throw the word around a lot but this is MY SON #and everything that happened in the episode. it was like it was happening to me #i felt actual physical damage and actual butterflies as the kiss moment approached #like theY DID THAT #THEY MADE MY BI SON CANONICALLY BI #idk to have this shift in a characters perception this late in a procedural….. 911 you gods #i really hope they can somehow make more seasons cause they would deserve ti #it. and like. this doesn’t have to be the end of buddie?? #they could get them together at any time bc buck realizing hes into men is a lot other worm can than buck realizing hes in love with #his best friend. i just dont know how they would do it with eddie bc they would have to pull a lot of focus over there too with a big #chance of feeling repetitive with their narratives #maybe they just show them together after a timejump and say they worked some stuff out idk lmao #ANYWAY I AM STILL CRYING BECAUSE BUCK MY SON IS A CANONICAL BISEXUAL JEALOUS DISASTER JUST LIKE HIS MAMA ❤️ #THIS IS WHAT REPRESENTATION IS ACTUALLY ALL ABOUT (and i mean his horrifying handling of the feelings of being left out of course lmao) #THE LOOK EDDIE SHOT HIM TOO #i am too frazzled rn i just need to scream i think #hi. im sorry this is me coming out of the 911 closet now that wwdits is on hiatus #evan buckley!!!!! #SON OF MY SONS #LIGHT OF MY LIFE #APPLE OF MY EYE

[h4rring1on]

hi hiii i have a blurb idea id like to share with you if u dont mind! maybe one where the reader confesses her love for eddie..? but he turns her down bc he’s like ‘i dont like u that way besides i got my eye on chrissy u know that’ and she gets all sad and everything then she sort of moves on to another guy who’s cute and talented and suuuuper nice. making her giggly and stuff and that kind of makes eddie jealous. like ‘why is she talking to him? why isnt she laughing with me instead?’ his feelings got all conflicted IM SORRY IF THIS IS TOO LONG. i had this in my head for quite some time and it won’t go away shhdbdjsjs.

𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐨𝐛𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲, 𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒, 𝐢𝐝𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 !!

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐚/𝐧: 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐬!! 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐜 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 !!

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you and eddie have been best friends for quite a while, you two always hung out together, joked around, teased each other, all that kind of stuff.

along the way, you gained feelings for him. he made you smile all the time, and made you feel warm inside whenever he was around. and you knew you wouldn’t take it anymore if you didn’t tell him.

“eddie—i don’t know how to say this…i know you might not feel the same, and i hope you know that if you don’t, this doesn’t change anything! but—okay here it is, eddie, i like you. like really really like you, m—more than friends. i’ve liked you ever since we became best friends, and…well—if you feel the same way…i was hoping we’d go out on friday?”

eddie blanked at you, and you knew you messed up. “uh…wow, well—i want to say thank you for that—“

“oh—i get it” you nervously said

“no it’s just—i like chrissy and you know that and i don’t like you that way—“

“chrissy!” you beamed, “of course! of course i know that, that was stupid of me, im sorry—you’re right. just uh, forget this ever happened! i didn’t say anything, we’re just friends!”

“hey—“

“actually, i kind of need to go, but um, anyway, see you tomorrow, friend!” you grabbed your things and quickly got up and walked away

you felt so stupid after that, you basically ruined your friendship, why would you say that when you clearly knew he liked chrissy??

you cried yourself to sleep that night, you just felt so embarrassed, so stupid, so humiliated. you got to school the next day, and you hung out with eddie as usual, none of you even mentioned it. like it never happened.

it was still awkward, but eddie talked to you like normal which did help. it was like that for a bit, you’d be really quiet, and you’d go home and just cry a lot.

anyone would when they completely embarrassed themselves in front of their lifelong friend, who, clearly didn’t feel the same way.

but soon, things went back to normal, you were back to doing cheer daily, and talk to eddie normally, and eddie was fine with it. glad actually. he got you back.

that was until…adam.

of course there was an adam. he was one of the jocks, the jocks would always have alot of parties and cheerleaders were always invited. you never really went to them and hung out with eddie instead, but one day eddie was busy, so you went.

that’s when you met him, he was so much sweeter than the other jocks. he’d make you laugh, make you blush, he just made you feel nice.

sooner or later, you two talked more. he was such a sweet guy, he always got you chocolates and snacks you liked, and he was just generally a good person.

“hey, where are you going?” eddie said as he watched you get up from the lunch table, his question was quickly answered when he saw you run to adam, he picked you up and twirled you around

“how come you get prettier everyday?” he said as he kissed you

ew. gross. eddie thought as he watched

“you’re so cocky, adam” you said

yeah, that’s right adam.

he furrowed his eyebrows when he heard you giggle, wait what?

“okay i’ll see you later” you said as you waved him off and sat back at the table

“hey, who was that?” dustin asked

“oh, that’s just adam, isn’t he so cute? he’s like the funniest!”

funny? what is funny about him? he’s so lame.

“and his hair! i love his hair”

what? what about my curls?

“he has the sweetest smile!”

when you finally got with him, it left eddie even more annoyed. what was so special about him? funny? eddie can be funny. cute? eddie can be cute. his hair? eddie’s hair is nice too and she’s said it before! his smile? he—

wait. why does it mater to eddie so much? eddie doesn’t like you. he never did. he’s told you that he doesn’t like you. because he doesn’t. but why does he care so much?

you asked if you could invite adam to hang out with you two, and he said okay just to be nice

“adam, this is eddie, my friend”

friend, of course, friend.

he started to go quiet a lot when you were around, and when you’d walk away, all he’d do is just watch, when you’d be with adam, all he’d do is just imagine being adam, when you were talking about adam, all he’d do is wish it was him you were talking to.

eddie was slowly losing his old self, because part of it, was you, you completed him, but now, you’re with someone better, someone that makes you happy, and him, he lost his chance.

he lost his chance with you. that’s too bad, because now he realized, just how much he really loves you.

#stranger things 4 #eddie munson #stranger things x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x plus size reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie my love <3

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

Hi ☺️ id like to request a vampire!eddie who is friends with reader but they both want more. But maybe vampire!eddie is afraid to hurt reader so he tries to remain friends. Reader finally gives up and tells eddie they can be friends but she needs to move on. She ends up on a date that ends terribly, when she gets home eddie is waiting for her and confesses he cant just be friends and they happily get together bc neither deserve anymore angst lol.

Warnings: Angst to fluff 💕

Dont copy, reuse or repost my work

Request by @swansonron

♥️

Many people have fun stories about how they've met their best friend.

For you and Eddie its no different except for one thing.

Your best friend is a vampire. Yes, exactly like Dracula, Anna Rice's Interview with a Vampire, Angel and Spike from Buffy...

Oh, and he doesn't sparkle in the sun just FYI.

Eddie may be a vampire but he's the sweetest, kindest man you've ever met. He's never hurt a human and you know he'd never hurt you.

You've fallen for him, hard but despite how close you both are, how it's obvious both you want to take your friendship to the next level Eddie holds back.

He's terrified of hurting you, even though you know he won't but he's got the idea in his head that his enhanced strength will end up with you hurt in some way.

Honesty, he's the most gentle man you've ever known and you know accidents can happen, but what they didn't?

You wish deep in your heart that Eddie would give you and him a chance but it looked increasingly unlikely and the more it broke your heart.

🦇

After much deliberation, constantly unsure of what to do and many sleepless nights you had come to a decision.

If Eddie would never accept the idea of you and him together then you had to move on. For both your sake.

You loved his frienship and never wanted to ruin it so maybe moving on would be best for everyone.

Even if you doubted that you could find someone as incredible as Eddie, you had to try didn't you?

Telling Eddie was the hardest part as your heart still longed for him.

"I have to move on Eddie. I want to be with you so much but it's clear you don't feel the same." your heart clenches painfully and you take a second before speaking again.

"We can be friends obviously but I can't keep hoping and waiting for you when this isn't what you want"

Saying all of this is hurting your heart but it needs to be said. You need to move on and stop living in a dream world.

Eddie is quiet as he takes this in and gives a tiny nod of his head.

"I understand princess" There's a hint of pain in his voice and you desperately want to soothe him, take the pain away.

By the time you move forward just an inch to go and comfort him, it's like he puts a mask up, his brown eyes darken and he steps back.

Tears prick your eyes but you swallow them down. Maybe he really doesn't care... He's just your friend and that's it.

"I have a date on Friday. It's with a guy called Jason" he nods and turns away.

"Right, well I hope it goes well sweetheart. I'll see you tommorow" he pauses and then turns back to you and gently kisses your cheek.

The soft brush of his lips on yours, the way his brown eyes meet your gaze for a minute makes your heart race.

When you open your eyes, he's gone and all that's left is a hollow feeling in your chest.

♥️

Shit, could this night get any worse?

Jason was one of those washed up jocks who sat relieving his glory days as a high school heartthrob and football captain.

He barely asked anything about you and when he did it didn't last long.

Long story short? You wish you were with Eddie instead.

Jason gulps down his wine and grows increasingly more and more drunk, conversation is stilted and no matter how many times you pick it up, it doesn't help.

The two of you have nothing in common, in fact he could be the greatest guy in the world and your heart would still belong to Eddie.

This frustrates you. Ugh, so much for trying to get over him. You needed to accept he didn't want to be with you. In some ways you had but your heart was different.

Your heart longed for a happy ending but its obvious you wouldn't find it here.

♥️

Eddie was waiting for you when you got home, he has a determined look on his face.

"Hi, what are you doing here Ed's?" you ask him curiously. Your traitor heart skips a beat as you eye him.

"I wanted to make sure you got home okay. How was your date?" you groan and slump on the sofa.

"Awful, truly awful" he growls and his eyes flash red briefly. Shit he's pissed.

"Do I need to have words with this douchebag" his protectiveness is sweet but you can handle a tipsy idiot.

"No, you'd scare him to death Eddie, I'm okay"

He kneels down beside you and takes your hand.

"What if I just frighten him a little bit? Turn into my bat form and scare the shit out of the dumb fuck?" this makes you giggle at the thought but you shake your head.

"No, remember what happened last time" Poor Miss Dawson is still on edge about bats.

He nods smirking then turns serious, his eyes lock with yours.

"When you were on the date it was driving me crazy. I can't just be friends with you sweetheart, I want more"

After a shitty night hearing this is like a dream.

"You mean it Eddie?" he nods, his thumb circling over your fingers. Sparks and tension comes off the both of you in waves.

Fuck, you so badly want to kiss him.

"I've never wanted anything more sweetheart, I adore you. I've falling for you, hard"

Eddie kisses you. You've been waiting for so long for this to happen and now that it is you can't believe it.

You kiss him back with equal fervour and he smiles against your lips.

"I'm gonna love you forever sweetheart"

Maybe happy endings weren't just for fairtytales after all.

♥️

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson angst #vampire eddie munson #vampire eddie x reader

[thorniest-rose]

i dont know if this is already an idea but cheerleader steve!!! i cant decide if i prefer defensive steve repressing the soft side of himself, firing off at eddie and his friends when they make fun of him for doing such a “girly sport” and saying things like “i get to hold girls and look up their skirts all day! you wish you were me!” when he knows he looks bc he wishes to be the one in the skirt, holding the girls’ waists thinking abt someone holding his waist like that!!! OR!!!! proud bimbo airhead steve that makes the school give him one of the skirts, sauntering down the school hallways with his hips swaying, the skirt riding up his rear giving a delicious little tease to the boys walking behind him. blushing when eddie calls him a pretty baby, giving a smug little grin before wrapping his lips around a lollipop and strutting away, knowing eddie his absolutely checking out his ass

oh I love this!!! I love when Steve is written as a cheerleader in fic or when you see him in fan art as one. Like maybe he wants to do more gymnastics and cheerleading is a great way of doing that? And maybe secretly he likes the attention, likes feeling pretty in the uniform, and moving his body in a way that combines athletics with dance? Maybe too he gets to wear shorts showing off his legs because that would be super cute. And of course Eddie, despite despising all sports and the alpha male showboating of their basketball team, still sneaks into every game, watching Steve from the sidelines, doing his flips and using him pom poms. LET STEVE HAVE POM POMS. And I think within canon it would definitely be the first scenario you mentioned. Like Steve would have alllll these excuses for why he's on the cheerleading team, that it helps him get closer to all the babes and the hot girls, that he's being smart about it. But secretly he likes being in touch with his softer, more feminine side. Wishes he could be the one with the skirt and the long hair.

Steve would be the only boy on the cheerleading team too and the girls would all LOVE him, but they don't have crushes on him, they just think he's really sweet and one of them. And they love putting lipgloss and mascara on him before games, all of them moaning about how much prettier he is than them. And afterwards they all go out to celebrate and get milkshakes when the team win a game, with Robin in tow too because she's Steve's best friend, though she gets sooo shy around all the pretty girls. And that's when one of the girls mentions to Steve that she's seen Eddie Munson at every single one of their games since Steve joined the cheer squad, and that he has eyes for Steve only. And Steve's like "Eddie Munson the drug dealer? I've never even talked to him, why would he come to watch me?" And all the girls look at each other, brows raised knowingly, and one of them's like, "Usually when a boy comes to watch one of us, Stevie, it means he has a crush" and Steve's like "huh???? No way, a guy would never have a crush on me..." and they're all outraged, throwing their fries at him like, "HAVE YOU EVER LOOKED IN A MIRROR??"

But then imagine too, like in your second scenario, if Steve decided to wear a skirt one day, maybe to raise money for a charity drive or something, so he wears one of the girl's uniforms for a game, as he's not that much bigger than them anyway. The crowd goes wild for it and everyone in Hawkins attends (even Hopper dhdhdhs) and Eddie of course is there, still watching from the sidelines, eyes trained on Steve and nothing else, watching the way Steve's ass looks in the tiny pleated skirt, how he can see the underside of his cheeks when he twirls around. Then afterwards, when Steve's hanging outside the high school with the girls, Eddie walks past and he's like, "you looked really pretty tonight, Harrington," and Steve, playing it cool, just replies, "Eat your heart out, Munson" and turns back to the girls, trying not to giggle as they all look at Eddie and tell him to get lose before they sic Chief Hopper on him for peeping.

#asks #steddie #cheerleader steve #obviously this would never happen in small town 80s america #BUT I CAN DREAM ABOUT IT

[lichtenbergforest]

YOU DONT SEE US LIKE I DO

Summary: How could people leave him? How could they leave this loyal, good soul? How could they hurt Buck like that? He was so easy to love - so he said it.

It’s quiet, but Buck hears it.

Word Count: 3k

Notes: first tumblr post woot woot! this is cross posted on archive of our own - it’s technically a songfic bc i listened to i do by reneé rapp while i was writing. without that song, this fic wouldn’t exist :)

requests go here! • find me on ao3 here!

We fall asleep on the couch, I refuse to move

'Cause it's the only time that I'm ever sleeping next to you

It was a rough shift, and Buck hadn’t taken more than a look to follow Eddie back to the Diaz household.

Rough days always ended in movie nights, Christopher would sit between them and hold the popcorn - and he always held them back, relaxing into their hugs despite being a bit ‘too cool’ for that now.

It was the couch that Eddie found himself on after unlocking the door and heading inside, not needing to glance back to know that Buck was following him - he just would be.

He was proven right when the front door closed and the sound of Buck’s bag hitting the floor filled his ears, a tired Buck soon collapsing next to him on the couch. Eddie held his breath for a moment - they were always tactile, but Buck had never simply leaned closer and nuzzled his head into the crook of his neck before.

Eddie tensed up, mind racing as the scent of Buck’s shampoo filled his nostrils and made him dizzy. Buck was out like a light only seconds later, and Eddie manoeuvred his arms around his friend - friend, he tried to remind himself - and carefully moved so that his legs wouldn’t cramp up.

Chris was fast asleep, Carla having gone through his night time routine with him, so it was just them.

And Eddie felt gross, he hasn’t showered after his shift and Buck hadn’t either, but in that moment he didn’t care.

Buck was laying in his arms, his breath was tickling his neck.

And god, he wants.

He wants and wants so selfishly that he should feel guilty, but he never would when it came to Buck.

His best friend, his co-parent, the person who he revived, the person who survived and came back to him.

His Buck.

Some days it hurt - the cemetery was rough, meeting Natalia was god awful, and he thanked his lucky stars that it had ended.

He’d promptly broken up with Marisol, which hadn’t gone quite as well as he’d hoped.

“We went on a double date, with your kid! What the hell do you mean this isn’t working?!”

He held back a shudder at the mere memory of that conversation.

His love for Buck just outshone everything else - eclipsing everything else and making life feel worth living.

But while Eddie wasn’t ashamed of his love for Buck, he was a coward.

And tomorrow he would feel guilty for letting himself fall asleep on the couch just to hold him for a bit longer.

When we're saying, "I love you"

I mean it different than you do

Sometimes Eddie felt brave - he had to at least try and tell Buck.

The man had driven over in the rain at 2am on the night of a shift the second Eddie called and mentioned having a particularly bad nightmare. If Eddie hadn’t been in love with him before, he absolutely would be now. Buck did all of that and more for Eddie - he felt like he at least owed him that.

Buck was in the kitchen making his special hot chocolate for them, and Eddie was sitting on the counter watching as buck melted the marshmallows for his concoction.

The kitchen light was the only light on in the house, and Buck is wearing mismatched socks, cookie monster print boxer shorts and a white t-shirt, and it’s leaving Eddie feeling some type of way as the light hits him just right.

How could people leave him?

How could they leave this loyal, good soul?

How could they hurt Buck like that?

He was so easy to love. So he said so.

“I love you”

It’s quiet, but Buck hears it.

He blinks once, twice and then smiles all sleepy and pauses what he’s doing.

He takes two steps towards Eddie, and he feels like he’s frozen as Buck squeezes his shoulder and says he loves him right back.

“I love you too, Eds - you’re my best friend and I want to be here for you” he says.

Eddie feels cold all of a sudden.

He feels a little melancholy after that, like his heart hurts, like it’s bleeding and trying to claw his way out of his chest

You don't see us like I do

You don't see us from my view

It's like we're both looking up

And I'm under a storm

And you’re seeing sky-blue

“To Maddie and Chimney!” Hen shouted across the patio, everyone cheering and taking a sip of their desired drinks.

Maddie looked beautiful, and Buck had looked so unbelievably choked up at his first glimpse of her.

He’d grabbed Eddie’s hand as he sucked in a deep breath - Eddie had expected him to let go after the tears stopped welling up, but he hadn’t.

Eddie was torn between watching Maddie and Chimney’s vows and looking from Buck to their hands - he only felt a little bad.

He felt cold when Buck released his hand at Maddie’s announcement.

“Bouquet toss! Gather round, singletons!”

Buck was on his feet quickly at that, and Eddie had a moment to just…look at him - to appreciate the way the light hit his skin, the way his skin dimpled at the corner of his mouth.

He was beautiful.

Eddie was so in love.

Sometimes he wanted to tell him - he’d almost told him so many times, but then Buck would say something - or look at him in a certain way, and he just couldn’t.

He couldn’t risk this going wrong for Christopher, for Buck, for their family and their friends.

And his chest ached, god, it ached.

Maddie tossed the bouquet, and Buck jumped towards it, his height giving him an unfair advantage.

And then Christopher was cheering for him as he caught it, he glanced at his Dad’s winded look and cheered a little less.

“Is there a Buck 6.0 update incoming?” Athena joked, glancing from Buck to Eddie with some kind of all knowing look.

It made Eddie’s skin crawl.

Buck laughed, throwing his head back.

Why did he have to be so gorgeous?

“You’re next, little brother! The bouquet said so” Maddie laughed and Buck positively groaned.

“Why do I need to get married next? What if I want to take a break and just, I don’t know, bro out with Eddie?” Buck complained, and Eddie positively choked on his drink.

Athena gave his back a pat from her spot beside him, a smirk pulling at her lips. “I’m sorry - bro out? What on earth are you on about, Buck?!” Josh looked positively confused and extremely amused.

Chimney looked like he knew something no one else did.

Eddie was paranoid.

No one could possibly tell he loved Buck, right?

He prided himself on his ability to school his behaviour.

“You know, staying single and just hanging out with my best friend. We’re basically in an intimate-less marriage anyway! I have everything with Eddie, just in a platonic way, you know?”

Eddie couldn’t fucking breathe.

Chris was beaming beside Buck, looking up at him with glee, “Does that mean I can start calling you dad?” He pondered out loud, glancing at Eddie anxiously.

Buck was glowing, and Eddie felt like he was drowning, but now it was more of like drowning in a jacuzzi, he felt warm as opposed to the cold he felt at Buck’s implications.

Eddie nodded, a smile of his own making its way across his face as Buck nodded and Christopher.

God.

Buck was everything.

And Eddie was so, so blind - how could he not notice the heart eyes that stayed on him the second Eddie was in his presence?

#evan buckley x eddie diaz #9 1 1 fanfiction #9 1 1 abc #9 1 1 fic #9 1 1 buddie #buddie #evan buckley #eddie diaz #eddie diaz x evan buckley #buddie fic #eddie x buck #fic #one shot #songfic #writing #fanfiction #fanfic

[corrodedcoughin]

Omg thanks to your "Eddie throws himself a funeral party" post I literally cannot stop thinking about Stripper! Steve. (absolutely no pressure to do anything with this btw! I'm just aaaa! at your idea)

Like omg. Did Steve get into stripping bc he got cut off and disowned by his parents and desperately needed any job that would take him? Did he seek the job out bc he thought it'd be fun? Why should he be ashamed of exercising, entertaining, looking hot, dancing, and then getting paid to do it??? Fuck yeah

Side note the image of best friend Robin stealing a pair of Steves clean tearaway pants bc she wants to know what it's like to rip them off is very funny to me. She has them on over her jeans. She's had a glass or two of wine and is standing in the middle of Steve's living room awkwardly trying to rip off a pair of tearaway pants that are far too big for her

AHAHHA!!! Please come join me!!! There’s enough stripper Steve for everyone! Funny story Robin actually got the call handler job first through a college friend but obviously platonic soul mates cannot be separated so Steve applied for a job there too. He wasn’t fussy about position, just handed his CV in and hoped he’d get to keep working with Robin.

The employers took one look at Steve when he came into the office and told him he has hired. As a stripper. He took a moment to adjust but thought if it means he gets to work with Robin, he’d do it. (That’s what he tells people, the truth is the ego stroke at the immediate job offer was enough to sway him. He thought it would be a fun job and he was tired of retail).

And Robin plays with ALL the stock! She’s got horrendously ugly nipple tassels that she stuck to Steve’s chest and they both ended up almost crying trying to take them off him without waxing his chest (Robin tears might have been from laughter shhhh). She’s got a feather boa that she loves and wears in the office because she feels it gives her a ‘better phone voice’ nobody’s argued with her yet.

As soon as Steve finished any gig he’s on the phone to her, giving her the run down of any drama or funny stories. She gets a little worried when she doesn’t hear back after the Munson party, tries to call the person who booked and gets Eddie on the phone ‘hello, Eddie’s fun funeral, Gareth speaking’ and Robin thinks she must have the wrong number, she must have written something down wrong but all her records tell her she’s right???

‘Hi. Um…im sorry, this is going to sound so insensitive and im so sorry but…did you hire a male stripper for your event?’ Robin is smacking herself in the face as she says it. Knows she’s going to get in trouble from her manager

‘Sure is! Can’t spell funeral without fun! He’s a little busy with the man of the hour though’ she can hear laughter and loud music through the receiver. Steve is stripping at a funeral, for the dead guy?

‘Ummm I’m sorry but I don’t think company policy allows for stripping for corpses. I’m going to have to refund your booking. Please send Steve back’ Robin is way out of her depth. What the fuck is going on? How did she let this happen?

‘Ah no dude he’s alive, very alive by the looks of things. And sos your employee. I dont know who’s having a better time to be honest’ Gareth sounds sane but Robin doesn’t know if she can really make that call over the phone for a guy who books strippers for funerals where people aren’t dead.

#IDK THIS IS JUST RAMBLING #truly I just want them to have stupid jobs #did you know there are funeral clowns????? I almost went down the funeral clown route #THANK YOU FOR INDULGING ME MOMO!!! #stranger things #momotonescreaming #Robin and Gareth eventual besties #he asks for tear away pants from her and of course she supplies

[keepyourcoffin]

Don’t You Forget About Me

pairing: eddie munson x fem reader (best friends to lovers bc i love this trope it gets me everytime)

description: after a fight erupted in your family home, you go to the one safe place you have in town. 

warnings: smut (18+) fingering, piv unprotected sex but eddie pulls out, (dont do this) praise kink for sure bud, light choking, some nipple play, lotssss of teasing, rough but soft dom eddie, best friends to lovers, bit of clueless eddie, mentions of drinking, family trauma (both eddie & reader) bit of hurt/comfort but really the reader is sad and also h*rny for her hot bestie 

word count: 7.8k (i write long ones apparently)

a/n: hi i haven’t written in years but this boy has corrupted my thoughts and now we have this. hopefully im not as rusty as i think i am, writing smut is hard but im trying lol 

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The weather in Hawkins this summer had been intense, to say the least.

There had been storm after storm and tonight was no different.

The smell of rain filled your senses as you burst out of your trailer that you lived in with your parents. The storm had immediately drenched you as you practically sprinted across the trailer park towards your best friends house.

Eddie was the kind of friend who was always there for you no matter what.  Seeing as you lived in the same park as him, he was always the one you went to first. And it’s been like that for 5 years since you moved here and met him in highschool.

Your friendship with Eddie had always been sort of a black and grey area. Both of you growing up in broken families had somehow brought you closer and upon learning this information, you craved company and affection from one another – the kind you never got when you were younger.

But one day the affection you two shared with each other morphed into something else.

The lingering touches had somehow felt more warm.

The tight hugs after not seeing each other for a while made your heart churn.

And worse.

When you two had movie nights, Eddie didn’t know what personal space was.

He would sling his arm around your shoulders and pull you closer to his side during a slasher film. If there was a part in the movie that would visibly shake you, he would rub absent circles on your leg, and it drove you nuts.

The warmth that grew in your stomach at any slight touch on your bare skin was almost getting unbearable and you didn’t know how much longer you could just pretend to be his best friend but confessing your feelings towards him wasn’t really on your mind now.

As you sprinted across the park, you suddenly realized how horrible this storm really was. You were drenched in seconds, and it didn’t help that you had just stormed out of your house in an oversized shirt and some shorts.

The distance to Eddie’s was only 50 steps away, but by the time you were up on his front porch, you were a cold shivering mess.

You knew Eddie would be awake, he always was at ungodly hours. You knocked on the door with a shaky hand, you weren’t even sure if it was loud enough since you could only hear your teeth chattering.

You heard footsteps from inside the trailer and Eddie was opening the door with a puzzled look on his face, but his features immediately softened when he saw you.

“Hey sweetheart, what’s going on?” He asked as he ushered you inside, his hand on the small of your back.

You didn’t even have to say a word, he always knew. The moment your eyes met his, tears welled up in your eyes and you just started crying.

“Oh sweetheart, c’mere,” He pulled you into his arms and swayed you softly back and forth. You clung onto him and buried your face into his chest and let out soft cries.

“I just- I just couldn’t be there tonight. My dad started drinking and at first it was fine. But then he started yelling and throwing things and I-“ You just shook your head and pressed harder into Eddie.

He rubbed your back softly, then brought his hand up to cradle the back of your head. “Shh, it’s okay. You know you’re always welcome here.” You just let out a shaky breath against his chest as you continued to sway until you were calmed down enough to relax.

Your parents fought practically everyday, it wasn’t a surprise to you anymore and sadly, you were used to it.

This night was the worst it’s been in a while. You weren’t even sure why they were still together. After just graduating high school, it was hard to find a job in this town. Which left you no option but to live there until you got your financial situation figured out.

Eddie pulled away from you once your breathing evened out and dipped his head down to look at you, his hair falling in front of his face.

“Let’s get you out of these clothes, yeah? Pick any shirt you want.” You nodded as you wiped the remaining tears on your face.

“Sorry for interrupting your night,” you said with a tinge of guilt in your voice.

Eddie’s eyebrows rose. “Babe. Why are you sorry? Don’t be. It’s not your fault.” He rubbed your shoulders soothingly while he examined your features. “I wasn’t doing anything anyways,” he chuckled softly.

“If anything, I missed you and hoped you would come over,” His doe eyes bored into your soul and made your knees buckle a little. His direct eye contact was always a little intimidating.

You smiled a little at his words. “You just saw me yesterday,” You felt the tension release from your shoulders as you relaxed into his touch.

“Doesn’t matter. Go to my room and get dressed while I get you a towel and make some hot chocolate, kay?” His signature smirk made its way onto his face as you nodded and made your way down the hallway into his room.

It was a mess, of course. He obviously hadn’t cleaned his room in a while in classic Eddie fashion. Clothes scattered the floor, and a cigarette was still burning in the ashtray, one that he left when he went to go answer the door.

Looking through his dresser drawers, you found his favorite and your favorite Metallica Ride the Lightning shirt.

You discarded your wet shirt onto his floor with the rest of his clothes and put it on, your senses immediately filled with all things Eddie. The shirt was massive on you, practically down to your knees but you didn’t mind. You felt at home.

Thankfully your shorts weren’t too wet, so you kept those on, but now you need to tend to your hair. You looked into the mirror above his dresser and realized how much of a mess you really looked. Your mascara was smudged lightly, not sure if the rain was the culprit or your tears. Probably a mix of both.

You sighed at your reflection. You licked the pad of your thumb in attempt to make yourself look a little more put together, wiping away any makeup that was running down your face. It kind of worked, but you didn’t beat yourself up too much about it.

Eddie carefully knocked on the door to make sure you were done changing, when he heard a soft “come in,” he had a towel in hand.

“Hot chocolate is almost done, here’s a towel for m’lady,” he bowed down to you on one knee, his free hand going behind his back with the towel in his other hand extended out to you.

You giggled at his theatrics and gratefully took the towel, starting you squeeze out the water in your hair.

“You sure you should be leaving that hot chocolate unattended out there?” You teased him with a smirk on your face, finally starting to come out of your sad state a little more and feel more like yourself.

“C’mon, I’m not that hopeless. I know how to make hot chocolate.” He got up off the floor and crossed his arms over his chest.

You just continued to giggle at him. “Oh really?” you gave him a questioning glance, ruffling the towel in your hair. “Don’t you remember the time you were cooking fries over hot grease?”

He rolled his eyes at you. “Okay, that’s different. They don’t give you a handbook on fucking grease fires in cooking class.” He pointed his finger at you, chuckling slightly at the memory of almost setting his trailer on fire.

“Eddie, its really just common sense. You never throw water onto a grease fire. You have to smother it,” You threw the towel at his chest, and he caught it.

“Well, genius I really wish you would have shared this valuable information with me before I almost destroyed the kitchen.” He balled up the towel and tossed it into the corner of his room, amongst the other clothes.

You followed him out of the room and into the kitchen, sitting at the stools on the other side of the counter while he grabbed two mugs from Wayne’s ever-growing collection.

The kettle whistled as a cue that the boiling water was ready. He grabbed the hot chocolate powder from the cupboard and put in a spoonful to each cup and poured the water into them.

Seeing Eddie in such a domestic environment made your heart beat a little faster. His tank top hanging off his board shoulders, his sleep pants hanging a little too low on his hips as he stirred the two drinks until they were fully mixed. You were truly fucked. How dare you have such a gorgeous best friend?

He slid the mug across the counter towards you and gave you a little nod to taste it. You gave him a suspicious look as you brought the cup up to your lips and gave it a taste. Much to your surprise it was quite good for a store-bought mixture.

He smirked as he took a sip of his own mug. “Told you I wasn’t hopeless.”

“Eds, its kind of hard to mess up powdered hot chocolate.” You teased him as you cradled the hot drink in your hands. The shivering stopped.

“Sweetheart, you wound me.” He brought a hand up to his chest with a small frown on his face, but he couldn’t hold it for long with the way you were smiling at him. You two had such an effect on each other and you were both blind to it.

“But for a store-bought hot chocolate mix, its pretty good right?” he asked, taking a few more sips of the hot beverage.

You agreed and chuckled to yourself at his need for praise. “Yeah, its not bad. Thank you,” You dipped your head down and took another sip, suddenly your cheeks feeling a little too hot. Was it the drink, or was it the way he was staring at you?

The thunder suddenly erupted in the sky, causing you to gasp and the trailer to shake. You weren’t the biggest fan of storms either when they got like this.

Eddie noticed your change in demeanor and took your two mugs to sink. “How about we watch a movie, yeah? Get your mind off everything,” he suggested, leaning against the counter with his arms folded on top of each other, wiggling his eyebrows at you. “I’ll let you pick your favorite,” He smiled at you, tapping his rings against the counter.

Your eyes lit up; he already knew what you wanted to watch.

“Does this mean we can watch The Breakfast Club without you whining about it?” He rolled his eyes.

“Yes, if it means I get to see you happy,” He pushed himself off the counter and started making his way into the living room to his VHS collection, crouching down and searching for it.

With his back turned to you, you admire the way his shoulders flexed under his tank top. Everything about Eddie was just so mesmerizing. You know he didn’t see himself the way you did and that made your heart hurt a little bit.

Eddie was hard on himself, much like you were to yourself. So, finding comfort in each other was the greatest thing this universe could have done for the both of you.

He stood up with the tape in his hand and shook his hair away from his face. “John Bender awaits,” he teased you, knowing about your crush on the character. Every time you watched the movie together you always gushed over Bender. His carefree attitude, the tough guy act he puts on, the way he dressed. It reminded you of a certain someone, and you didn’t put the pieces together until your crush on Eddie had formed.

You both made your way into his room where he had set up a little TV and VHS player in front of his bed, making it the perfect den for all his needs. With his guitar and weed stash, he really didn’t need to leave his room ever.

You settled yourself on the far corner of his bed beside the wall, propping up the pillows behind you so you could sit comfortably.

After getting everything set up, Eddie settled beside you and leaned against the headboard, reaching over to his bedside table and grabbing a joint and a lighter. He put it in his mouth and lit it, scrunching up his face and taking a long drag of it. He exhaled the smoke out of his lungs and passed it to you wordlessly.

“Thanks, I needed this tonight,” you say, taking a hit of the joint as well. You didn’t hit it as expertly as he did, coughing a little as you exhaled the smoke, feeling the burn of it in your throat.

He took the joint back and had another drag. “My pleasure, princess,” he side-eyed you and gave you a smirk as you settled further into the bed, letting the feeling of the weed relax you even further. Your body wasn’t on edge anymore after the earlier events at your own trailer.

You smiled at the TV as Simple Minds filled your ears, passing the joint back and forth until you were heavy lidded enough and Eddie finished it off. He crossed his arms behind his head, which made his shirt ride up in the process. You couldn’t help but take a sneaky glance over at the exposed skin of his hip bones, clenching your thighs together at the sight.

But he noticed.

After about 20 minutes into the movie, you started to feel a bit cold again. You didn’t realize you had been shivering slightly. Goosebumps had appeared on the skin of your bare legs. You pushed slightly closer to Eddie, brushing your leg against his covered one.

He glanced over at you. “You cold?” he asked, cocking his head at you.

“Yeah, a little bit but I’m fine,” You smiled at his as you shifted again, trying to get comfortable. The trailer was always freezing during these storms. The pathetic heater they had did practically nothing in these events.

“Nonsense princess,” He moved his arms out from behind his head and extended them out to you.

“C’mere, I’ll get you warm. You know I’m like a walking furnace, right?”

You nodded and were a bit hesitant. It wasn’t unusual for you and Eddie to cuddle, but lately it drove you insane. Being that close to him, hearing his heartbeat, taking in his scent. You rested your head on his chest and swung your leg over his. He pulled you closer to him and rested his one hand on your shoulder and the other one on your leg right above the knee. He felt your goosebumps.

“Jesus Christ sweetheart, if you were this cold, you should have said something earlier,” He chuckled, low and deep, you felt it vibrate in his chest. His ring clad hand started rubbing up and down your leg in attempt to make you warmer, and oh boy it did just that. Just not where you had expected it to be.

You balled up his shirt in your hand started fidgeting with it. His hand felt hot on your leg.

“How’s this? Better?” he asked, tracing mindless circles into your leg, his hand coming up closer to rest on your thigh.

“Yeah,” you said, nuzzling your face into his chest further.

He hummed contently and his hand continued it’s way up your leg, rubbing it softly to try and bring warmth back to your body.

Your eyes felt heavy, and you weren’t sure if it was from the way he was touching you or if it was from the weed. It didn’t matter though; it felt nice. Warmth did creep up on your body, and it was getting harder to ignore. With your body pressed up against Eddie’s, your core was rubbing against the side of his leg. The fabric on your shorts not giving much of a barrier between you and him.

There was no way he didn’t feel you getting aroused from his touch. It was hard not to. Every so often his hand was inching closer up your thigh, giving it a light squeeze. The action gave you butterflies, and you couldn’t help but to adjust yourself, in doing so this caused you to gain some friction against his leg and you sighed softly at the feeling.

And the truth was, he could feel you. His heart was racing in his chest, and he was sure you could hear it. Having you this close to him made him feel like he was 15 again. He couldn’t think straight, but let’s be honest, when it came to you, it left him brainless.

The way your perfect body moulded against his, your dainty hands playing mindlessly with his shirt had him melting. He was just good at hiding his feelings. The last thing he wanted to do was make you uncomfortable in such a vulnerable state.

Which is the exact reason why you felt as though your feelings for him were on sided. He was just a touchy-feely guy, and you had accepted that. Keeping your best friend close to you was a much better option than losing him completely over your crush.

As Eddie continued to trace patterns up your thigh, you became restless. Not even paying attention to the movie at this point, the only thing on your mind was Eddie Eddie Eddie, and how he was blindly driving you mad with such a simple touch.

You didn’t even feel your body chasing friction on his leg, you just felt your wetness pooling in your panties as you continued to adjust in your spot, creating the tiniest amount of pleasure between your thighs as you absentmindedly dry humped his leg. But it wasn’t enough.

Soon Eddie felt you shifting in your position every couple of seconds and grabbed your shoulder, pulling you back so he could look at you.

“Hey, are you uncomfortable? We could switch positions if you want, I don’t mind.” He asked you sweetly, still tracing patterns just above your knee.

You hid your face into his chest again. “No, its okay. I’m comfortable,” You replied, still softly shifting your hips between his thigh, hoping he wouldn’t notice the slight movements and what was going on.

“Are you sure?” He pressed, “If you’re too tired I can always just go to the couch and let you sleep,” He suggested. No matter how many sleepovers you two had, he always let you take the bed, and he took the couch. He always insisted on it, knowing he wouldn’t be able to control himself sleeping beside you, but he always left that part out.

“I’m okay Eds, really.” You replied, hoping he would drop it and not press any further about your constant shifting.

“Really? Because you keep moving,” And with that you stopped shifting and your breathing halted. Oh god, he could feel you this entire time, you thought.

“No I’m fine it’s just-“you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding and started playing with the fabric of his shirt again.

“The way you’re touching my leg is kind of, um, it feels nice,” you said softly, hoping he didn’t pick up on the way your voice trembled slightly.

“Oh,” he said and halted his movements on your leg, the cog turning inside of his head as to how this justified your constant shifting, and then it hit him.

His eyes widened slightly as he took in your small frame, your hips still slowly moving to try to gain friction against his leg.

His hand travelled up your leg again, tracing small circles on the back of your thighs.

“Does it feel nice when I touch you like this?” he asked with a tinge of teasing in his tone.

You didn’t reply, just buried your face into his chest to get away from the embarrassment of humping your friend’s leg. But to your surprise, he didn’t stop.

His hand travelled up slightly further to the meat of your thigh, barely touching but driving you wild.

“What about here? Is this nice?” His voice got lower, and you knew you just went to a place you couldn’t get out of.

Your hand gripped onto his shirt more. “Eds…” You said softly, shifting your leg so he could get closer to the place you craved him most. You felt something twitch inside of his pajamas.

He groaned in his chest, almost low enough that you couldn’t hear it. His hand slowly came up to the highest part of your thigh where your shorts rested, squeezing the flesh there.

“And what about here?” You sighed softly as his fingertips grazed the fabric of your shorts, slipping a little bit inside to where your ass met your thigh.

You really couldn’t take it anymore. You pressed further into his body and let out a soft moan.

“You really like that, don’t you?” He teased. You felt your cheeks getting hotter at his words. Your breathing picked up a bit as he barely grazed over your center, but not quite touching.

“Tell me to stop and I will,” He almost whispered. “I’ll go out to the couch, and we can pretend this never happened,” He pulled his hand away from your core and continued tracing small circles on your thigh.

You whined softly and pressed your leg further into him, the friction sending shocks of pleasure to your stomach.

“Please don’t stop,” you whispered, and that was all he needed.

You heard him swear under his breath, his hand slowly inching back up towards your covered pussy. His cheek pressed against your head as he softly pressed his palm against you, rubbing his fingertips up and down until you jerked against his touch. Bingo.

“Fuck,” he groaned, feeling how hot you were against him. “You are so wet. And just from me touching your leg,” he chuckled, rubbing small circles into your clit through your shorts.

Your brain short circuited, you couldn’t believe this was happening. His filthy words went straight to your pussy, sending more shockwaves of pleasure through your system.

He pressed a little harder, seeing what gave him the most reaction out of you and you whined. You fucking whined.

Your hand traveled from his side from where you were tugging on his shirt and it slowly started drifting down towards the obvious erection in his pants, but never touching. Just grazing his waistband.

“Sweetheart, you are driving me crazy,” He chuckled deep in his chest. “Seeing you like this against me, fuck, I never thought this would happen,” He admitted, totally in awe of how your body reacted to his touch. Your hips continued to jerk against his hand, barely giving you any pressure or anything to work with.

Your hand grazed his erection in his pants, and you gasped, feeling how hard and how big he was. He pushed his hand under the fabric of your shorts and panties, immediately feeling how wet you really were. His finger ran up and down your slit, creating a slickness everywhere. When his fingertips grazed over your clit, you gave his cock a little squeeze.

He groaned in his chest, and this was his breaking point. He sat up suddenly and hooked his arms under your armpits and pressed your back against his front. His legs hooking onto yours and spreading you wide on his bed.

The movie was long forgotten at this point.

His arms snaked around your waist and pressed his face against your neck and took in your scent. He smoothed his hands over your stomach and rubbed your sides. He began placing light kisses against your neck, travelling down to where your shoulder meets. He softly nibbles at the skin, pulling a moan from you.

“Y’don’t know how much I’ve thought about this,” You feel him smirk against your skin as his hands make their way to your thighs again, delicately rubbing the skin on the most inner part of your them. You try to push your hand back against his body, chasing any friction you could find just so he would touch you already.

“Eddie, please…” you begged.

“Babe, you’re squirming again. Just relax,” he whispered as his large hands pushed your legs apart even further, his hand coming up to cup your sex through your shorts. You whined and had no idea what to do with your hands, so you placed them on his thighs.

“I’m going to take care of you, don’t you worry your pretty little head,” you just whined in response as he slowly started to tease you again. You’ve lost the ability to speak as he was driving you crazy. Rubbing up and down your covered pussy and stopping to rub delicate circles on your clit when you jerked against his body.

“There, huh?” You nodded meekly against him, scared that if you even tried to speak it would come out as a jumbled mess.

He continued his teasing, going torturously slow on your clit. Your hips started to buck up to meet his hands.

“Ed’s please… just touch me,” you whimpered, growing impatient as the pleasure wasn’t enough anymore. You had waited so long for this.

“I am touching you,” He smirked. He fucking smirked. He knew how to rile you up and it seems as though it has translated this way in this uncharted territory as well.

“You know what I mean,” you sigh into the air.

“No, I don’t think I do,” he said lowly, halting his hand movements on your covered core.

His hand slipped inside your shorts, still over your silk panties. He immediately found your clit and the pressure was good – but it still wasn’t enough. He could feel your wetness seeping through your panties.

“Is this what you mean?” you shook your head against him as he continued his agonizing movements on your clit. He hummed against you as he removed his hand. You whined and tried to turn around and give him a look, he continued pressing his cheek against your head.

“Such a needy little thing, huh? Just dying for your best friend to touch you like this,” he was having so much fun with this, getting you riled up until you broke.

He tugged at the waistband of your shorts. “Take these off, yeah? Keep your panties on, though.” He added.

You sat up and pulled off your shorts, keeping them in the palm of your hands when you leaned back against his chest. He quickly grabbed them and tossed them to the other side of his room.

His hands immediately returned to your core, his chin rested against your shoulder and took in how exposed you were to him. The feeling of his rough hands against the softness of your panties was pure heaven.

“Fuck babe, I knew you’d wear the cutest panties,” he confessed to you as his hands smoothed over you. Your head was spinning.

“You – You imagined this?” you panted out, embarrassed as to how worked up you already were.

“How could I not? Look at you,” he praised. His fingers pushed your panties to the side and ran up and down your slit, collecting the wetness that pooled around your hole and was now dripping down to your ass.

“Can’t believe I did this to you,” he chuckled, amazed at how wet you really were for him. His fingers finally found themselves against your clit and the pleasure was mind numbing. He was good with his hands. He knew the exact amount of pressure to add as he swirled his fingers around your swollen bud.

“You’ve been doing this to me Eds, I just haven’t said any – Oh my god,” you moaned as he pushed two fingers inside of you, your hands gripped his thighs at the stretch of just his fingers.

His fingers moved in and out slowly, relishing in the feeling of how tight you were. His mouth dropped open in a silent o shape as he watched them move inside your heat.

“You’ve been meaning to tell me I could have been doing this sooner? Damn you, sweetheart,” He nipped at the skin of your neck again while his other hand moved up to your breasts and giving them a soft squeeze. He groaned when he realized you weren’t wearing a bra.

His hand snaked under your shirt and immediately found your hardened nipples, delicately rubbing his fingers over them, eliciting and moan from you. He pinched the bud between his fingers while desperately trying to find that spot inside of you that would make you –

“Oh fuck, there, right there,” you moaned, turning into jelly at the stimulation on your nipple and his fingers pressing into that spongey spot inside of you.

“Good girl, using her words,” he sucked a harsh spot onto your neck, you clenched around his fingers, a soft whine coming from your throat.

“Oh, you like that? Felt you tighten around me, babe,” he continued his assault on your neck. You were getting more wet by the second. Everything he was doing to your body was sending you into overdrive. Your hips had a mind of their own.

His fingers kept pressing against that spot inside of you, sending shocks of pleasure to your core. You were a moaning, writhing mess beneath him. Your orgasm was coming on faster than it ever had before. Your hips pushing back to meet his fingers as they thrust inside you was pushing his erection against your back.

The friction you were giving him caused him to groan lowly in your ear, speeding up the movements of his fingers inside of you. Every time his fingers brushed against that spot inside you, it pushed you closer to the edge.  

“Eddie – I’m so close,” you managed to get out between moans, your grip on his thighs getting tighter as you were getting closer to the edge.

“Yeah? Come on baby, I know you can do it,” He praised in your ear, his hot breath sending a chill down your spine.

With one last push, he added his thumb to your clit and pressed lazy circles into it. He tugged on your nipple, and you moaned out, slumping your head against his shoulder as your body went lax. Your orgasm soared through you, covering his fingers in your slick. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your body jerked, his fingers still moving at a slow pace inside you while you ride it out.

His hard cock was still pressed against your back, begging to be let out. He pulled his fingers from your pussy, coated in your wetness. He held his hand up in the darkness of his room, only lit by the TV that was still playing the movie. He looked at his hands in awe and spread them, your slick was stringy and gooey against his fingers.

You were a little embarrassed by the mess you caused, but he didn’t seem to mind. He brought his fingers up to his mouth and sucked them clean, he groaned at the taste of you on his tongue.

“God, you taste good,” he released his fingers with an obscene pop. You released the grip you had on his thighs and turn to face him.

His eyes were dark, his hair messy and frizzy on his head. His face was slightly illuminated by the light that the TV provided. His lips were swollen from sucking on your neck. Your eyes met his for the first time since this whole interaction and they looked hungry.

Your eyes darted between his and his lips. You turned around on his lap and straddled him. His eyes bugged out of his head as he took in your form. He placed his hands on your waist as you leaned down and kissed him.

Eddie Munson was a desperate kisser.

The kiss was dizzying, you both couldn’t keep your hands still. Your hands roamed from his chest, to cup the back of his head and tangling them in his hair. His hands travelled up your sides and cupped your breasts through your shirt, trailing down to grab your ass.

His tongue was on your lip, you moaned into his mouth and granted him access. Your tongues danced together, your grip and his hair tightened as you ground your hips down to meet his. He groaned into your mouth and pushed his hips up to meet yours.

You tugged his bottom lip between your teeth and suckled, your hands travelling down to the hem of his tank top.

You pulled away to catch your breath and rest your forehead against his. “Take this off?” You asked, playing with the fabric between your fingers.

“Yeah,” He nodded quickly and sat back, quickly ripping the article of clothing from his body.

You’ve seen him shirtless before, being friends for years has its upsides. But you’ve never seen him like this.

His hair rested atop his shoulders, his muscles flexed, and the light cascaded over him beautifully. The dark tattoos on his chest made your mouth practically hang open and drool. He must have noticed you staring and chuckled to himself.

“Your turn,” He smirked and looked up at you on his lap and bit his lip, starting to pull your top off. You helped the rest of the way and tossed it to the same corner your shorts ended up in.

Now it was his turn to stare.

His eyes immediately went to your tits, his eyes bulged out of his head. His palms slowly came up to caress the underside of them. Once you moved closer, he fully groped you. Grabbing and squeezing your tits in his hands. When his thumbs came up to graze your nipple, you buckled under his touch and let out a sigh.

You looked down at him and he looked up at you, there was something different in his eyes. Something you noticed before but brushed it off to ignore your own feelings and you realized something.

Best friends don’t look at each other like that.

His arms wrapped around your back as he attached his mouth to your nipple, you moaned out at the feeling, grabbing the back of his head again and tugging on his hair. This elicited another low groan from him. You did it again as he swirled his tongue around the bud and his hips bucked up.

You pulled him back by his hair and he looked up at you half lidded and dizzy.

“Eddie Munson, do you like your hair getting pulled?” You asked with a smug look on your face.

His eyes got darker somehow. “Oh, you’re in for it now.”

He pulled you off his lap with ease and pushed you down onto the bed, towering over you and caging you in with his arms.

He looked scarily intimidating from this angle, the way his hair flowed around his face. You felt yourself clench around nothing as you stared up at him, feeling yourself getting aroused again.

His hand that wasn’t beside your head trailed down your side until it reached the hem of your panties. He sat back on his knees to pull them off you. Your arousal from earlier made them cling to your core and he grinned as he discarded them somewhere in his room, leaving you completely bare in front of him.

Your eyes trailed down his chest again to the tent in his pajama pants. You’re fully taking it in now and it looked massive. You’ve seen your fair share of dicks before, but you knew you were in trouble this time.

His cocky grin gave him away, his hands reached for the hem of pajamas and pulled them off along with his boxers swiftly. His cock bounced back and tapped his stomach. The head was leaking and pink, begging to be touched. You didn’t realize that possibly, you had the same effect on him that he had on you.

And fuck, he was huge. The girth alone could split you in half. You swallowed down the saliva that pooled in your mouth at the sight of him.

“What? Is it too big for you?” He chuckled as you continued to eye him, grabbing the base of his cock and giving it a slight squeeze.

“I’m not answering that question,” you replied and peered up at him with shy eyes. That had already answered his question.

He opened your legs with his large hands. “Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked, caging you in again with his arms beside your head. “This is going to change everything and there’s no going back, you know that right?”

You leaned up and gave him a quick peck on the lips. “Yes, I’m sure. I want this Eds,” you touched his cheek and smiled at him.

He smiled his signature toothy grin and leaned back again, rubbing his cock through your folds.

“I hope you know I’m not holding back,” he said casually, his cock catching on the hood of your clit. “Wanted this for too long,”

You licked your lips and nodded. “Do your worst,”

He took that as a challenge. He lined himself up with your entrance and slowly started to push in. Immediately you feel that stretch, you squeeze your eyes shut as you grab onto his bicep.

“God, Eddie,” you panted out.

“You gotta relax sweetheart or it’s going to hurt,” He kissed the side of your head and paused waiting for you to adjust before pushing in more.

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding and adjusted your hips, causing him to push inside faster and you gasped. He wasn’t even fully inside yet and you knew you were going to be wrecked.

“You are so god damn tight, Jesus,” he huffed out.

As his hips finally met yours, you were full. The burn felt so good. He groaned, feeling you wrapped around him so perfectly. He twitched inside of you, causing you to gasp out as he lightly grazed that spongey spot inside of you again, making you toss your head back.

He leaned down to kiss the side of your neck again, pulling the skin between his teeth and sucking, pulling a moan from you.

“Okay, I’m ready,” You tapped his arm, signalling him it’s okay to move.

He pulled his hips back, watching his cock pull out of you and then slammed back in. The moan you let out was animalistic, the whole trailer park definitely heard you. You closed your eyes and basked in the feeling of him inside you. You could feel everything, from his mushroom tip hitting your cervix to the thick veins that adorned the side of his cock.

His hips slowly started to pick up pace, he grabbed your legs and pushed them over his shoulders giving him a better angle to get deeper inside of you. You gasped loudly and scratched at his chest, the feeling suddenly becoming overwhelming with being so full.

“Eddie, oh my god,” your eyes rolled to the back of your head and lolled to the side. His cock moving in and out of you with ease. He grabbed your face in his hand and squished your cheeks together, forcing you to look at him.

“Look at me while I’m making you feel good,” He peered down at you, sweat already starting to gather on his forehead. This angle making him hit that spot inside of you that made you cream around his cock.

Eye contact seemed too intimidating, so you shut your eyes in that moment, lost in the pleasure of him absolutely railing you.

He delivered a hard thrust that made you open your eyes and cry out.

“I said look at me, wanna see how beautiful you are while you fall apart,”

You looked up at him, your eyes were glazed over and Eddie thought you looked so beautiful like this. He shoved a finger into your mouth and you immediately sucked.

“Good girl,” He praised and you moaned around his digit.

His thrusts became harder, continuously hitting your spongey spot. You moaned out around his finger and he released it from your mouth with a pop.

“Wanna hear you babe, make those pretty sounds for me,” He pulled your legs off his shoulders and gripped your hips, moving them to where he wanted.

His grip on your hips gave him more power, thrusting into you at an insane pace. His cock hitting your cervix in the most delicious way had you moaning and whimpering mess underneath him. You were sure that your hips would have bruises on them by the morning.

“Fuck Eddie, I’m getting close,” You whined out, your hands grabbing at the back of his neck to bring him down for a searing kiss.

Your lips met and it was messy. A battle between lips, tongue and teeth and it was hot. Your hands tangled in his thick locks again and tugged, earning you a loud groan from him. You smirked against his lips at the effect you had on him.

He pulled away and grabbed one of your legs and pulled it against his chest to provide a new angle. His gaze peered down as he watched himself slide in and out of you.

“You’re fucking dripping around me, babe. You should see it,” He furrowed his brow together as he got lost in the feeling of being inside of you.

Your hips started twitching as he brought his thumb down to your clit again and rubbed small circles. You cried out, your second orgasm of the night getting closer by the second.

You squeezed your eyes shut, the pleasure becoming too much for you in this moment. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as he brushed against that spot inside of your pussy with every thrust, the pressure on your clit was making your vision so clouded.

“Eddie, shit, don’t stop,” you cried out as your nails ran down his chest to ground you a little bit more in this moment.

“Oh baby, I wasn’t planning on it,” he chuckled above you and continued railing you as hard as he could until you cried out his name and gushed around him. Your whole body went lax as it rode out your second orgasm of the night, which was somehow more powerful than the first one with his cock stuffed inside of you.

But there was no sign of stopping from Eddie yet. You couldn’t get enough at this point.

He swiftly pulled out of you and hoisted you up on your hands and knees and pushed your head into the mattress. The hold on your hips was the only thing keeping you up, your knees were beyond numb at this point from the pleasure.

He slammed back into you and groaned.

“Can’t get enough of this pretty pussy,” He groaned into your head, kissing your shoulder and pushing the hair away from your face.

He pulled out and slammed back in harshly, getting seemingly deeper than he was previously. Tears were streaming down your face at this point. His tongue darted out to lick away the salty tears.

“Crying cause it feels so good, huh?” He lifted you up and pulled you into his chest as he continued railing you from behind, his hand coming up to apply light pressure on your neck.

You were definitely going to have an indent from his rings there.

“Eds, It’s so much – it feels so good,” you sobbed out, only thing keeping you upright was the hold Eddie had on you.

“Oh I know, you’re still so wet,” his hips started snapping faster, the flesh of your ass jiggling with every thrust. His words hot against your ear send a shiver down your spine. You can’t think straight anymore and you think you want to experience this every day.

You could tell he was close by the way he released you from his hold and shoved you into the mattress again, gripping your hips and using you as he liked. His thrust became messy and erratic.

His lips came down to nibble on your shoulder. “Gonna cum, holy shit,” he moaned out.

He squeezed your hips one final time and pulled out, grabbing the base of his cock and shooting his cum all over your back.

You were beyond fucked out at this point. You lay flat on his bed catching your breath with your eyes shut. You didn’t even realize he had left the room to get a warm washcloth to clean you up.

He cleans you up wordlessly, every so often looking down at you and smiling to himself. You hissed as he lifted your leg and cleaned your aching pussy.

“Sorry babe,” He said, but he wasn’t really sorry.

You feel him lay down beside you and pull you into his chest. It’s silent for a couple beats.

“Can’t believe we fucked while your crush was on the TV,” he chuckled to himself. Of course he would say that after the brutal fucking you just endured.

“Oh my god, Eddie.” You giggled with him and hid your face from him. He knew exactly how to embarrass you.

“What? It’s true, isn’t it?” he asked with playfulness ridden in his tone.

“You ever wonder why I have a crush on Bender?” You lifted your head from his chest and rested your chin there.

He just looked at you and raised his eyebrow.

You rolled your eyes at his cluelessness. “He reminds me of you, dumbass,” you smiled and squeezed his sides.

“Jeez, I really am dumb, huh?” he ran a hand through his messy hair, staring up at the ceiling.

“I’m really bad at putting the pieces together,” he said into the air, smiling to himself.

“Yeah, just a bit,” you agreed and laid your head back onto his chest.

“So…,” he starts. “Is this a good time to tell you how much I like you?”

“Eddie, you just railed me into next Saturday, I think I know how much you like me now,” you giggled and lifted your head again, giving a small peck on the lips.

“But yeah, I like you too. More than just friends, perhaps,” you looked at him coyly, giving him a cheeky grin.

“You’re insane, you know that?” his hands came up to squeeze your cheeks a little. You both giggled together.

“I mean who knows Eds, I might just like you enough to ask you to sleep in bed with me,” you teased him.

“Babe, best believe I am not going anywhere tonight.”

And with that, you two snuggled together on the bed while the credits for The Breakfast Club rolled on the small screen, falling asleep soundly to the tune of Don’t You Forget About Me.

#eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x best friend reader #eddie munson onshot #eddie munson fic #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson smut #eddie munson 18+ #eddie munson x you

[littlespoonevan]

i really want to know your opinion on last night's episode! do you think we finally saw Eddie's oh moment? I see a lot of people talking about it and about his heartbreak but I'm not seeing it? like I see eddie upset about what buck is saying, but that could easily be platonic imo, my best friend saying someone else actually sees them? that would make me feel awful, like I'm here??? I see you??? and i get eddie feels lonely as well, but i dont ser that particularly related to him realizing he's in love w buck, idk idk what are your thoughts?

askjdhlf okay. where do i begin??? i should preface by saying i only got a chance to watch the last 25 mins of the ep like an hour and a half ago bc of how long it took for the ep to upload this morning so i'm still very much processing bUT

that cemetery scene was a lot.

to start by answering your question, i don't think we got an oh moment in the deliberate sense?? by that i mean, i don't think this was the show telling the audience "this is it!!!! this is the moment eddie realises he's in love with buck!!!!!" however i do think that scene did A Lot to suggest something big and buddie-related in the pipeline.

something about the tone of it felt very different to what we've gotten previously???? it's most certainly one of the longest conversations they've ever had at 3 minutes uninterrupted. it's also one of their most serious and touched on a wide range of topics (like it felt almost like a post-ep coda fic conversation to me????? askdjfh) and i think it's interesting that twice now in 6b we've had meaningful conversations between them that don't involve chris being brought up. because that's been something i've always said was maybe missing when it came to the possibility of them becoming canon??? we have so many conversations that emphasise buck/eddie/chris as a family but very few conversations between buck and eddie just about them and their friendship/relationship, y'know??

likewise eddie's reaction to natalia was in very stark contrast to the usual way he sort of snarkily comments on buck's relationships. @mellaithwen made the great catch that it paralleled buck talking about ana in 5x02 and it also reminded me of eddie's reaction to abby??? in the way it was this sort of weary-frustrated-resigned combination where he Knows this won't end well for buck and he's maybe a little bit annoyed at buck's lack of regard for himself (in 3x18 bc he's willing risk his own life for abby to save her fiancé even after she left buck the way she did and now with natalia in a 'how can you say she sees you better when the version of yourself you're showing her isn't you' way)

there's also just the big giant elephant in the room where buck is talking about how natalia sees him when eddie is the one who's always Seen him - all the way back to "to be seen to be found, isn't that what we're all searching for?". eddie is the one who constantly validates buck's feelings, who understands his reasons for the choices he makes, who knows exactly what to say to make buck open up. he even does it in this scene!!!!!! when he says "you don't have to be anything for anyone". it felt like a big fat example of dramatic irony tbh

and i think for me, regardless of what happens on the actual show, when it comes to how i write and approach canon in fic that scene acts as confirmation of my favourite headcanon that eddie knows about his feelings but buck has no fucking idea. and while we may or may not ever get real confirmation of that in canon, i think you can for sure read the scene that way without twisting it into something it's not :')

overall, you know i'm the most cautious person alive when it comes to canon buddie but i do genuinely, genuinely feel something has shifted in this scene even if it's not a definitive oh moment for now💛

#anon #asks #911 related #911 spoilers

[beaulesbian]

No bc Mike getting vecna'd is such a good idea if byler endgame is the goal. Like his regret/shame would be the fact that he can't say ily to his gf and the fact that he's in love w his best friend but repressing it. Then will could confess and this would remove some of that shame thus possibly saving him?? Cause people saying will gets cursed has me wondering what his regret would be (other than his love for Mike, which he seems to be relatively accepting of, whereas Mike (if he is in love w will) is repressing it much more and prob thinks it will hurt el whom he really cares about)

(this got a bit longer than i first wanted, but i have too many delusional theories 💖)

exactly, i see this more even as a great tool for their respective character developments than even for the ship itself, but ofc that would be best outcome if this all happened.

in my opinion if will gets vecna'd it would just be too similar to what hes already been through before, it would be unnecessary repeating. what we need is to see will have some connection to the upside down, that will help by the end to defeat vecna or whoever else in s5.

meanwhile it would be much more interesting to see this with mike. bc overall its a bit more difficult to see what hes really thinking, if we only see the surface level emotions.

first, he cares about all his friends beyond anything. and while will and el and max went through such trauma that was very visible, (and theyre still dealing with that, we still dont know much how mike is dealing with anything.

we only see how he changes depending on whos around him and how they interact together (dustin and lucas, eddie, will, el, his family - i feel he acts very different around each of them)

In season one his best friend went missing, was pressumed dead and had a funeral - mike thought, even for a while, he lost him permanently.

In that time el appeared and was helping find will, his friends suddenly think he likes her more than a friend (its whats normal, right? Ofc he should like her before he even knows himself...)

He fights with lucas about el in s1, and one of the things he said (i cant remember exactly now) is how he feels guilty they fought about it, "if only he could have said something more, something better, its my fault"

i think he said something similar in different situations during the first three seasons, and then in s4, when hes opening up to will about this, he tells him similar thing twice "if only i explained myself better, i should have said something more to el, do something better"

from that i get the feeling hes always trying to do not just the best he can, but whats expected of him. and when he finds he doesnt have the power to stop something, or physically cannot make himself say something thats probably not true, he blames himself afterwards.

S3 is such rollercoaster for him, hes with el but cant be with el bc hopper, and then cant say what he feels - or maybe he doesnt know whats hes supposed to feel. And then el and will are leaving. Two of his most important friends, and i think thats what made him all the more confused, bc what if he misses will more than el?

Why did the promise of will wanting only play d&d with mike made him smile so much, but then the kiss with el made him all the more confused?

theres two such contrasts in his personality, where one of his main beliefs is "friends dont lie" and he does as much as he can with honestly, but at the same time he pushes something inside him down and pretends it doesnt exist (his complicated feelings towards.. romance, lets say).

Back to the vecna theory - this is why i think if mike gets vecna'd it would add more perspective to his character and for us to see what all hes been going through in the past seasons.

Same as his feelings towards will, its been there building from s1.

It could be few flashbacks and memories telling the audience the scenes that already happened from mike's point of view, how he struggles at home,

how he regretted the words he said to will in s3 (its not my fault you dont like girls), bc it was more directed at himself than will, but he didnt realize that yet.

how finding eddie and playing in d&d club could mean hes slowly finding himself (and with d&d being like a connection will again, bc its something they both loved playing together).

And how all of this is so confusing, especially for their time in the 80s, and hes still trying his best, but slowly, more and more cant ignore that his heart wants something (someone) else than hes supposed to be with.

Its just all these things that will go either unnoticed and unmentioned in the series, which i think would be a shame, or it could be addressed in the way with vecna who would manipulate his fears and nightmares, and if others can save him (which im sure they would), he could start process it in a better way, more honest to himself as well to others. To accept himself, and by that also will's feelings (if he noticed those, which i dont think he did, i think will noticed mike's confused ones, if anything.)

#ok posting it like this theres probably a million mistakes but i could only write this during work half thinking about other things shdjnf #byler #my ramblings #i hope this wasnt totally confusing i just have too many headcanons and theories about mike and his character #at the same time i wanna hug him but also.. boy you need some vecna therapy sorry about that #stranger things #spoilers #mine #byeler

[the5thplanet]

Gareth Emerson x Munson! reader

hi! this is my first ever thing on here, also its not proofread so be nice! my OC is named Victoria munson (eddies 16 year old sister who is currently a junior bc *skipping grades bc shes smart* but I will put her down as Y/N so you dont have to read this as my oc! also, this will most likely be headcanons and imagines unless people want to see an actual fic abt this. but i guess this will be about how y/n and gareth became friends :)

-jupiter

Y/n sat at the lunch table next to her brother, who was way louder than she was. Eddie was currently going off about how we (the dnd kids) are always getting picked on by the media. the lunch table erupted with laughter as y/n put their head down, begging for class to start so they could leave the booming cafeteria.

"y/n?" Gareth asked, putting a hand on their shoulder. Y/n looked up at him. Gareth spoke again, "were all going to practice later, and we were wondering if you could sing for us-"

"sure!" y/n chirped. Gareth was flabbergasted (i love that word so much).

"that was easier than i thought it was going to be" Eddie chimed in.

Y/n rolled their eyes at their brother before the bell rang. They picked up their bags and speed walked out of the busy cafeteria.

-skip to the end of the day-

eddie and y/n were on their way home, "so practice will be around 6, so if i were you i would eat-" y/n tuned eddie out as they leaned their head on the window, the could glass soothing their skin.

when they got home Y/n went to their room and put on a metallica t-shirt, with a black skirt/ pair of jeans , white socks and converse.

they brushed through their hair and waited for 6.

the way to gareths house was silent besides from the music on the radio, eddie was head banging his heart out any time he could. y/n smiled seeing their brother. when they pulled up to the juniors house y/n suddenly felt their nerves. "why did i agree to do this?" thoughts ran through their head, "what if my voice cracks-"

"Y/N" eddie called out their name. caching their attention, "are you gonna get out the car or yu just gonna sit there."

Y/n composed them self, "coming!" they hollered.

"hey Y/n" Jeff called, "whatcha doin here?"

"yknow," Y/n siled, "just gonna give you guys the best preformance youve ever seen"

...

so that was it! if you have any ideas for y/n and gareth, let me know! i hope you enjoyed and i cant wait to cotinue this!:)

keep your head up!:)

Jupiter out

(p.s) im new to this so once i figure it out ill be linking part 2 to this :) but part 2 is posted!

#gareth x munson! reader #eddies sibling #gn reader #stranger things #smart reader #the5thplanet #sfw #garethxreader #gareth emerson x reader

[scoupsahoy]

11 and 13 for the ask game!

11. Your opinion on Tommy Hagan?

i think tommy hagan is a dumb little rat bastard. but the creative potential is actually insane. chester constantly telling people that he was definitely into steve makes me feel 😵‍💫 just because i think there's a lot of potential in the actors who have decided that their characters want steve carnally universe.

ultimately i don't think we know enough abt tommy to be like "hes good" or "redeemable" or anything but i think there's a lot of room to work with the concept of his character. and i do love when a little gay rat bastard who sucked in high school has a lot to apologize for when they grow up and the people that they effected are like grown up and dont need their apology anyway.

especially because so many of the themes in the show are pretty explicitly like about how people are capable of change and people who are miserable sometimes only know how to make other people miserable in return until theyre shown love or whatever. which doesnt make them less fucked up but is interesting to look at like. who is willing to put in the work of facing their shitty self and change and etc

like steve was ready to make that change by the time we met him and it seems like the only thing holding him back was his loyalty to tommy and carol (who were honestly equally as loyal to him) vs tommy and carol who felt wronged by steve for leaving and therefore became even less likely to confront that they were jerks bc their stupid little egos were in the way.

sorry i went off about this oh my god

12. Which would you want to be a part of? Scoops Troop or Hellfire Club?

tumblr user scoupsahoy ao3 user scoops_ahoy unsurprisingly is ride or die for scoops troop

honestly i think eddie would have scared me in high school in purely a "oh my god he's so outgoing" way and i would probably assume he hated me unless we were like besties lmao

steve robin erica and dustin are my best friends

thank you for asking!!!!! ❤️

#ask game #asks #stranger things #tommy hagan #my scoops troop.....

[stregoniconiconii]

about the siblingification of friendships, sorry im totally about to make myself a stand in for steve here, but im an only child, i have felt v lonely, and i have this one friend who calls her close girl friends sisters,, and i just do not feel it, i love her, and she is one of my best friends, but i just do Not see her as a sibling. and i think steve would be the same way tbh, also my most sibling adjacent feelings have been for ppl around 5 years younger than me (just like Steve & the kids/teens<3) but unlike steve, i haven't had any intense trauma to increase the chance for sibling bonding.

idk i just think that it would take More for steve to feel sibling feelings for ppl around his own age or older.

i also think that when u have been on ur own a lot it's like, sure u want ppl around, but also u need ur space bc u're used to it, idk maybe thats just me lol. i also have an intense need for personal space and like my things are my things and no one better fucking touch it, (i mean u can but if u pick stuff up I'll be annoyed, sorry) but also i Crave physical affection, and sorry i think this is just a "why i relate to steve/things i project onto steve" list, oops.

but like i guess what i probably wanted to say is, steve is, as far as we know, an only child, and while i think we all want him to have good family times, i don't think that equals sibling type relationships with everyone, and i think it would be interesting if ppl took into account how living as an only child would affect him, and not only in the "his house was always empty so now he is filling it w the sound of his friends 24/7" way. like maybe its just me, and im projecting or w/e but if I had friends over All the time, even my very best friends(except maybe my best best friend<3) i would go insane i think

sorry for talking so much about myself, it's just things that makes me think about steve, and this is the best i could manage to express it at the moment <3

this just made me think of something very funny which is that Steve and robin DO think each other as siblings but because they're both only children they just. genuinely have absolutely no idea how siblings are supposed to act around each other and so they do things together that would make ppl sing 'sweet home Alabama' or go 'wtf' if they were actual real life siblings. like it genuinely is all completely platonic but it's still a line that siblings wouldn't cross lol (idek what kind of things yall can figure it out)

HOWEVER two only children who are very used to doing their own thing suddenly being very clingy with each other?? oh I just know there were growing pains. like they want to be around each other but also being around someone means Being Around Someone. they definitely had to figure out a system to make sure they dont murder each other lol

but yeah I do see what you mean about Steve maybe either not needing or necessarily even wanting?? a sibling relationship with everyone he knows (that isn't somehow a parental figure either lmaoo) the type of person I could see filling that sort of role for Steve might be likeeee an almost queer older sibling? like someone he meets in his 20s who takes him under a gay wing. I know ppl like to imagine Eddie doing that for Steve but that's definitely not a sibling framework with them lol and also Eddie's dead </3 but I can see it happening when Steve and robin move out of hawkins and get involved with the gay scene. or maybe him getting into a line of work that ends up forming these close sibling like relationships. idk lol

idk mostly im fine with Steve being an older brother to dustin and max you know?

alsoooo it's totally fine to talk about urself <333 it helps inform ur head canons!! I mean im the absolute opposite of Steve I have siblings and I grew up so close with my cousins they’re practically also siblings, so hearing the only child side of living Does make a difference you know 

#platonic stobin #steve harrington #robin buckley

[shinydixon]

"As for the “she ruined his life,” please. His life was already ruined. Motherfucker was a grown ass man living in a dirty 1 bedroom trailer with his uncle (because he has no parents), making speeches about how much high school sucks but he can’t get his grown ass out of there. He plays games with 14 year olds instead of getting a job. Statistically, he was gonna go to jail at some point for carrying a lunch box full of drugs around a high school and selling drugs to minors."

so, you resort to classism? who says his life was ruined? sure it seems he hasnt had the best childhood, but that doesnt mean his life is ruined. theres nothing wrong with being "grown" and living with a relative(s), especially when you have money struggles. and saying that he and the trailer is dirty is pushing gross stereotypes about poor people/people who live in trailers (bc not all of them are poor).

eddie being stuck in high school can be a multitude of reasons, maybe he has a hard time focusing/understanding subjects. maybe he missed a lot of school picking up jobs to help wayne out, and hes just a bad student! who knows! its not like he purposefully held himself back. (sometimes there are teachers who fail you on purpose, happened to my brother.)

and whats wrong with him playing a GAME with younger kids for a CLUB? if thats the case, you should be angry with the 18 yr old basketball players playing with lucas, whos 14/15.

and yes, indirectly, chrissy killed him. bc if it wasnt for her wanting something stronger, eddie wouldnt have went to his trailer to find and sell it to her. if she had taken the weed from the first deal, eddie wouldve most likely still been alive.

AND, we dont know how steve felt about eddies death, with dont know how any of them besides dustin felt bc of the stupid "2 days later". but if i were to say "chrissy doesnt care about eddie" (pre + post deal" and "eddie never cared about chrissy", I would be the bad guy.

also, you guys say every. single. time. "dont generalize all hc!! we arent ALL bad" yet its ok for you say "You Eddie munson / steddie fans all have worms for brains" ? if you get to say that all the time, then we should get to generalize too, its only fair.

stop being hypocrites

That person is doing what people in hawkins were doing ; judging Eddie without knowing him.

There are so many reasons why people fail schools and it's not because they are stupid, it's because school is not for them(mind you that Eddie is a DM, which means that he must have been good at math and also, since he creates the campaigns, he has a good imagination and an excellent ability in writing and narrating).

It's like that example "if you have a monkey and a fish and you ask them to climb a tree, obviously the fish can't do that, but he definitely can swim better than a monkey" (I don't know if that makes sense).

Also, I get so mad when people judge adults that lives with relatives.

I'm 27, I have a job and yet I still live with my parents, do you wanna know why?

Because HAVING A PLACE NOW IS FUCKING EXPENSIVE, I CAN'T AFFORD TO LIVE ALONE.

However I've bought a car and once I finish paying for that I'll be able to look for a place on my own, hoping that there's something I can afford.

About Steve, we don't know how he reacted to Eddie's death so, what point are you trying to make?

Do you know that Eddie wasn't crying because it was chrissy that died but because he was traumatized by seeing someone dying like that? As I said he did the same with Patrick and I assure you that he wasn't his friend at all.

Finally, about what you say, why should I be like them? If you want to generalize every hellcheer, then be my guest, I won't be like that(even though this person is clearly a chrissy Stan, not an hellcheer considering how they talk about Eddie).

[fairytaehl]

Thoughts on vol 2? Spoiler alert. Did u think there was any point to Eddie’s death?

overall:

• hated that we didnt get any canon gay will scene. i didnt necessarily want his heart broken by mike rejecting him but it wouldve been okay, altho preferably why the fuck didnt they use his talk with jonathan as the opportunity? it would not have killed them to add 2 - 3 minutes more just for that scene, and people would finally stop thinking will had a crush on eleven¿???¿¿¿? and itd be SOME justice having him come out esp bc robin already has and will is just some sad pining gay boy like... wtaf

• why did no one talk about max or eddies death. i could see how maybe steve/robin/nancy might not but mike? lucas? his band friends? lel what the actual fuck. and why were they not all depressed b4 cali crew arrived. i get all abt grief and such but two days is still very very fresh when ur friend is in a fucking coma.

• eleven using love as her strength and receiving words of love is absolutely one of the best parts of her story. for years she has been used as a machine and she doesnt have a concept of people just loving her, they all have always wanted something from her, but her mom and mike dont want anything from her. they loved just her. her journey of finding out that her powers dont have to result as a form of anger or pleasing others is an immense character growth, idc what people say. there is nothing wrong with using the love you receive to motivate you, and yes max was dying next to her, but henry literally belittled her and destroyed her hope. she deserved that type of push, shes been traumatized her whole life.

• can we stop with nancys love triangle dear god

• robin might have a girlfriend which is cool i can respect this and encourage the wlw rep

• jopper >>>>>>

• wouldve been nice if they actually raised the stakes and killed a main character even tho i want them all alive but apparently theyre gonna do that in s5 soooo... woo, i guess

and to answer your other question, i dont think eddies death was necessarily pointless, but it did not feel like his story came to any conclusion. he didnt Really seem to have done anything besides the cliché "im not running anymore" (at the worst time, mind you), and no one even mourned him? my only guess is that mike just doesnt know yet but... doubtful. duffers said in s5 eddies death will play a role so we'll see.

#thanks for ur ask!! #answered

[voidmutt]

i need this to reach the stranger things fandom bc i have no one irl to infodump on and i need someone to tell me if i’m right or if i’m going insane 🙃

i’m gonna sound like a raving lunatic but bear with me. before Joseph Quinn privated his eddie playlist on spotify i screenrecorded the song list for future reference (i like to make playlists for people/feelings its not weird leave me alone ab it) and after looking at all the songs, Mr. Quinn hella privated that playlist for a reason…

The Promise - When In Rome: “If you need a friend, don't look to a stranger. You know in the end, I'll always be there. And when you're in doubt, and when you're in danger, take a look all around and I'll be there.” 

i mean, thats pretty self explanatory. lol

Another Land - Medio Mutante: “And we could walk through the dreams you would see what I mean. I could take your hand in another land.” 

i could be reaching for this one, but “in another land” just makes me think of the upside down.

Collapsing New People - Fad Gadget: “Fated - collapsing new people. Watch them - collapsing.” 

i mean… do i really need to explain this? ChRiSsY WaKe Up!!!

I Ran (So Far Away) - A Flock Of Seagulls: “And I ran, I ran so far away.” 

queue the many times Eddie references how he runs from danger. 

Breaking The Law - Judas Priest: 

i’m not gonna put lyrics for this one bc the entire song is relevant. Our favorite freak is a 20 yo senior in high school, sells drugs to students, on the run as a prime suspect for several murders. do i need to keep going?

Metropolis - Motörhead: “Metropolis, the worlds divide. Ain't nobody on the other side. I don't care, I'm not there.” 

foreshadowing, anyone?

Love Me Forever - Motörhead: “Every way out takes you back to the start. Everyone dies to break somebody's heart.” 

i mean COME ON.

Orgasmatron - Motörhead: “I lead you to your destiny, I lead you to your grave. Your bones will build my palaces, your eyes will stud my crown.” 

this song, these lines specifically, makes me think of Vecna’s POV. 

Stoned Bikers In Space - Black Space Riders: “[…]creatures, looking for a fight. Wanna ride, wanna hide, don't wanna die tonight.” (i cant find any lyrics sites that say whatever theyre saying before creatures and i have poor listening skills without subtitles so F in the chat) 

BUT again, self explanatory.

96 Quite Bitter Beings - CKY: “Footprints giving clue to where we are. All we ever wanted was an answer. Civilized are close but way too far.” 

this reminds me of the scene when Eddie, Steve, Robin, and Nancy are in the upside down communicating with Dustin and the gang. i dont think i need to elaborate further there. lol

Master of Puppets - Metallica: 

not gonna put specific lyrics for this one either, the entire song just sounds like another Vecna POV. 

Flesh Into Gear - CKY: “Flesh into gear, my self appears dissected and pretentious. A simple sound, a heavy side could win the whole world over. You live in fear of being someone that you didn't want to. I realize your insecurities will get the best of you.” 

a simple sound being the plot point of hearing your favorite song to escape Vecna. Your insecurities, the way Vecna preys on your insecurities or your guilt in order to take your life.

War Pigs - Black Sabbath: “Sorcerer of death's construction.” “Time will tell on their power minds, making war just for fun. Treating people just like pawns in chess. Wait till their judgement day comes.” “Begging mercy for their sins.” 

more Vecna inclusion.

The Thing That Should Not Be - Metallica: “He searches, hunter of the shadows is rising. Immortal. In madness you dwell. Crawling chaos, underground, cult has summoned, twisted sound.” “Drain you of your sanity, face the thing that should not be.”

moooore Vecna inclusion, but from another perspective.

For Whom The Bell Tolls - Metallica:

*gestures violently at the name of the song*

Harvester of Sorrow - Metallica: “Invade their nightmares to see into my eyes, you'll find where murder lies.”

Vecna

Motorhead - Hawkwind: “Fourth day, five day marathon, we're movin' like a parallelogram. Let's go, see you on the only house. Don't move, except they’re gonna kill the lights.”

the parallelogram part may be reaching, but parallel universe, upside down vs hawkins. (also hawkins, hawkwind… is it THAT far of a reach?) only house could be the house Vecna is in in the upside down. they’re gonna kill the lights bc the lights explode when Vecna kills. could be setting something up…

Sad But True - Metallica: 

*gestures at the title once more*

In My Time Of Dying - Led Zeppelin:

do i- do i really have to point it out…

Neon Knights - Black Sabbath: “Circles and rings, dragons and kings, weaving a charm and a spell. Blessed by the night, holy and bright. Called by the toll of the bell. Bloodied angels fast descending, moving on a never-bending light. Phantom figures free forever, out of shadows, shining ever-bright.”

this makes me think of the parallels they all draw from their DnD campaigns and their real world. also another reference to the bell toll.

Creeping Death - Metallica: “I rule the midnight air, the destroyer. Born, I shall soon be there, deadly mass. I creep the steps and floor, final darkness.”

idk why the Metallica songs just come across as Vecna POV’s… but tell me i’m wrong.

The Trooper - Iron Maiden: “You'll take my life, but I'll take yours too. You'll fire your musket, but I'll run you through. So when you're waiting for the next attack, you'd better stand, there's no turning back.” 

this is all assuming Eddie dies in Vol. 2, but this makes it sound like he has a hand in Vecna’s death somehow.

Sabbath Bloody Sabbath - Black Sabbath: “The gates of life have closed on you, and now there's just no return. You're wishing that the hands of doom could take your mind away. And you don't care if you don't see again the light of day.”

again, assuming it’s Eddie that dies, this would just describe Vecna’s curse.

The Last In Line - Dio: “We're off to the witch. We may never, never, never come home. But the magic that we'll feel is worth a lifetime.”

referencing Vecna as the sorcerer in their dnd campaign. 

Seek And Destroy - Metallica: “There is no escape and that’s for sure. This is the end, we won't take any more. Say goodbye to the world you live in. You’ve always been taking but now you’re giving.”

idk how to be more clear about this one

Children of the Grave - Black Sabbath: “Revolution in their minds, the children start to march, against the world in which they have to live and all the hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what to do. They'll fight the world until they've won and love comes flowing through.”

the children of ST come to save the day yet again.

Diary Of A Madman - Ozzy Osbourne: “Sanity now it's beyond me, there's no choice. Diary of a madman.”

“Do you ever feel like you’re losing your mind?” “Uuuhm, you know… just on a daily basis.”

Megalomania - Black Sabbath: “Well I feel something's taken me I don't know where, it's like a trip inside a separate mind. The ghost of tomorrow from my favorite dream is telling me to leave it all behind. Feel it slipping away, slipping in tomorrow. Got to get to happiness, want no more of sorrow.”

another description of Vecna’s curse, more specifically when he’s about to kill you. gotta get to happiness like when Max was hearing her favorite song and thought of only good memories.

Flight Of Icarus - Iron Maiden:

this one seems more metaphorical. The story of Icarus being flying too close to the sun (or fighting against Vecna) resulting in his demise.

Johnny B. Goode - Chuck Berry: “Who never ever learned to read or write so well, but he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell.” 

again, our mans not getting good grades and being held back in school, but MAN can he play guitar (allegedly. just a tiny bit salty we didnt get to hear him play in vol. 1)

Separate Ways (Worlds Apart) - Journey:

JUST. THE TITLE. THE SONG. THE FEELING. THE ENERGY. THE ATMOSPHERE. TELL ME IM WRONG. 

LOOK OKAY. i know this was unhinged and honestly this was a lot longer than i thought it was gonna be and agaaiiinnn. this is all speculation bc i was suspicious of how quickly this playlist was privated and i’m fully aware i’m reading way too far into a fucking playlist. but also you’re gonna look at me and tell me that i’m wrong??? AM I WRONG????? the man told the entire story through SONGS ON A PLAYLIST. my theory is Eddie dies bc of course he does. everyone loves him and we all should know by now that we can’t have nice things ever. OR. he’s about to die at Vecna’s hand when he’s saved, and either gets trapped in the upside down or (assuming the Duffer bros follow through on basing Eddie off Damien Echols) he’s arrested and sent to prison… 

anyway. if you made it this far into this post, hell yeah ily. i didn’t include like half the playlist (if you can believe that) bc they either weren’t relevant (all the love songs bc they didnt show much love interest for Eddie) or i would have just been repeating myself even more than i already was. i would like to shake this man’s mf hand for curating such a well thought out playlist, while simultaneously apologizing for overstepping a boundary he set in place… 😅

#joseph quinn #joe quinn #eddie munson #eddie my love #eddie munson st4 #strangerthings #strangerthingsedit #stranger things #st4 #stranger things 4 #eddiemunson #tvstrangerthings #dailystrangerthings #strangerthingsdaily #eddiemunsonst4 #jq

[vigilvntes]

AHHH!!! uncle batman/bruce! love it. for one, btw, I do agree that there'd be NO TRYING of a baby between hero!reader and dano!riddler. their dynamic is so chaotic and there wouldn't be any domestic life atm anytime soon but....eventually a baby comes in the oven lol. because....surprise!

anyway, back to uncle batman/bruce. so I feel like when Edward isnt around whether he's back at arkham or he's just doing something (idk if it'd be normal but it'd be SOMETHING lol) , bruce comes in as himself to visit the kids and that just brings out a bit of his soft side because kids! but also their a close friend of his' kids and he's a little soft about it. 🥺💜🥺💜

now! when it's uncle batman, that's a whole other level. I mean, the kids have batman as an uncle. y/n's over the moon with it because she's like YEAAA! my kids have batman as an uncle, deal with it. she's a bit of a bagger with it lol. but then lil ol' edward shows up. at first, y/n just tries to talk Edward through the fact that batman is their kids uncle but just right says it too like "btw Eddie, batman is the kids uncle!" and Eddie's all like "EXCUSE ME 😡" all salty and everything. and I know he'd also like to keep certain things about his own children's life because, despite being a bit chaotic, he does have the brains of acknowledging privacy but there'd be a certain moment of him just ranting to his stream like "NO NO NO, u guys dont understand!!! batman is an uncle.....AHHHHH!!!" lol. y/n's in the corner with one of the kids going "we're just gonna let daddy be, he's....yea."

at the end of the day bruce/batman is great uncle! also, could u imagine how awkward it would be if y/n just had invited him over for dinner with the kids (he'd be himself of course, bruce) and Edward's like "heyyyy....that dudes apart of my riddles" and y/n's like "dont even start, let's have a peaceful dinner with the kids and bruce EDDIE." she'd be gripping the tables lol. oh! and speaking of stuff like that too, I volunteer for alfred to be a babysitter for her kids here and there! he'd also have the softest spot for them. like, I love alfred and just seeing him be an adorable babysitter is everything!!! maybe she and edward have something to so or it's one of those "fight crime towards one another til one of us wins" type situations and she just brings the kids over to alfred. alfred's all happy about and everything!!!

-❔

HELLO MY BELOVED IM SO SORRY ITS TAKEN ME SO LONG TO GET AROUND TO RESPONDING 🫠 i've been kinda caught up in writing requests / some of my own stuff this week and this has been sat in my drafts for so long for no reason like???? so i apologise but im here now we move let's go

no because like uncle bruce has my heart <33 like he'd definitely be the fun uncle, but like ,,, quietly fun. so he's not bounding into the house and being all loud trying to make them laugh, his fun would be very subtle. it's all in his eyes and his facial expressions. like if she asked the kids to do something, he'd pull a face or something or he'd turn to them and widen his eyes in offence and it'd make them laugh. and i just know that if the kids want anything, and reader tells them no or to just hold on a sec, they'd go straight to uncle bruce because they know he'll say yes or do it immediately because he's a big softie. she'd definitely have to have so many conversations with him about how to say no to children and how to not bend to their every whim but he can't help it because they're adorable and he loves them. and i just know he'd be coming in with the best gifts. i feel like he would always kinda panic bc he doesn't really KNOW how to interact with them bc he doesn't have kids of his own so every single time he'd come with gifts or something but the kids wouldn't even rly care about the gifts bc they love their uncle brucey and they think he's funny so they spend the whole time bothering him, but he loves it. definitely spends a lot of his time walking around with the kids hanging from his arms too, and he's the king of piggyback rides. it'd just be nice for the kids to have someone like him around while their dad is away. bruce isn't trying to take edward's place (and she wouldn't ever let him) but he'll do the fun stuff kids do with their dads until edward gets back.

and PLEASE edward would be so mad about batman being their uncle to begin with like he'd be FUMING about it. he'd be constantly bringing up past beef and trying to provoke him all of the time, but then when batsy doesn't respond because like ? he doesn't care ? that would wind him up even more. and he'd be so jealous of him and the relationship he has with the kids even tho eddie is literally their dad and they adore him everytime batsy comes around and the kids gush over him he'd be in the corner grumbling like "im way cooler anyway" 🙄 and you've got me thinking about how his followers would react to him having a baby with hero!reader and dear lord. i feel like they would be uh. surprised. to say the least. they'd probably definitely call him a simp and there'd be many jokes about how they thought he was a massive virgin like i just know he'd end up ending streams bc of all the teasing and she'd be like dude ,,, come on they're only joking around with you. and if he was ranting on a stream about batman and his followers were like "just kill batman lol" he'd have to be like sighs,,,no i cant do that because (kid's name) would be heartbroken. bc he wouldn't do anything to hurt his babies so he sticks it out. snd omfg imagine his kids knocking on the door while he's streaming and he goes from raging about something or other to just being all soft and lovey asksjdbdbf im crying.

and yes omfg family dinners would be so awkward like i know edward would be SO SALTYYY like so mad and she'd be gripping his thigh under the table like please can we just eat in peace :))))) while bruce is just sat quietly because like i said ,,, he doesn't care. he's there for the kids so like??? but i feel like eventually they'd end up being somewhat civil, not exactly friends but. civil.

and literally alfred would be the babysitter like he'd be babysitting edward and reader's kids and also bruce like 💀💀💀💀 i think he would actually love it so much bc he loves seeing bruce happy and playing with the kids :')))

#everyone be quiet liz is speaking #dano!riddler x hero!reader