No One Like You (SIDE A) MASTERLIST
Eddie Munson x fem!reader (available on ao3)
Summary: The prospect of life after graduation year loomed heavily on your mind, just as your unspoken feelings for your best friend, Eddie Munson, were getting too difficult to contain. On a spur of courage, you decide to finally confess, through a language that both you and Eddie understood far better than words. Content: female!reader, friends to lovers, mutual pining, slow burn, love confessions. Fluff, a little bit of angst.
CHAPTERS
TRACK 01. Fever, The Cramps
TRACK 02. No One Like You, Scorpions
TRACK 03. Merry-Go-Round, Mötley Crüe
TRACK 04. Love Gun, Kiss
TRACK 05. Why Can’t This Be Love, Van Halen
TRACK 06. You And Me, Alice Cooper
TRACK 07. Still of The Night, Whitesnake
TRACK 08. Waiting for a girl like you, Foreigner
TRACK 09. Hysteria, Def Leppard
TRACK 10. Sweet Child O’ Mine, Guns N’ Roses
Listen to the mixtape here (side B included)
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No One Like You. SIDE A
Eddie Munson x female!Reader // Available on ao3 (irma7x)
Summary: The prospect of life after graduation year loomed heavily on your mind, just as your unspoken feelings for your best friend, Eddie Munson, were getting too difficult to contain. On a spur of courage, you decide to finally confess, through a language that both you and Eddie understood far better than words.
(A/N: No story warnings, just fluff and a little bit of angst. In this fic, the songs are truly the driving force of the story, and I'm excited to have a character to project my own music taste onto, and for once have it fit the characterization. Hope you'll give the songs a listen and follow along on this journey! )
TRACK 01. Fever, The Cramps
No one knows how much I love you
No one knows how much I care
When you put your arms around me
I get a fever that's a-hard to bear
You had the timing memorized to the second.
To anyone else this might’ve seemed a bit obsessive or weird. But you didn’t care about what anybody else thought. Not of you, nor of your friends. And this specific operation was utterly time sensitive.
In the remaining 10 minutes of Spanish class – the last subject this Friday – you’d ask to be excused from Mrs. Martinez’ to go to the restroom.
The halls would be completely empty.
You’d scurry away and – this was the sweetest part of the whole plan, literally what set it off in the first place – you’d open Eddie’s locker instead of your own.
Eddie’s locker, right beside yours.
Which is precisely how you’d gotten close to him in the first place.
You’d always felt like a bit of an outcast in Hawkins High, since your very first day. You weren’t as bullied like some of your other peeps, like the ones in band or the ones who played D&D or chess. You simply passed by unnoticed. But one day, on your dreadful first week as a freshman, the Elvira’s Movie Macabre poster you had on your locker door caught Eddie’s eye, sparking instant conversation that quickly bled onto the rest of your days, and derived from B-movies, onto music and all kinds of niche interests you found you shared.
Your lockers had also been consecutively assigned next to one another since you were a junior and Eddie a perpetual senior, which allowed the most precious friendship you feel like you’d ever had to bloom.
Now he has one last year remaining to save his ass and finally graduate.
You hoped he would.
He’d be right beside you if he managed to do it this year. If you were lucky, maybe he’d even be persuaded to go to the prom, even if that wasn’t his scene at all.
But you were getting way ahead of things – all of your fantasies depended on whatever happened with what you were about to pull off: the most ballsy shit you had ever, ever, ever attempted.
You didn’t do this sort of thing for anyone.
But for the first time in your life, it felt important for you to take matters into your own hands. For once, you’d take the dive, just jump in and do it, act on your heart’s desire.
Well okay then, so back to the plan: you’d easily open up his locker (by now you knew the combination by heart from all the times he’d ask you to bring him a book he’d forgotten or a tape he’d left there by accident that he wanted to listen to on his way back home), you’d slip in the tape you’d made for him and quickly return to class with just 5 minutes to spare until the last school bell rang.
You’d already gotten everything you needed for the weekend out of your own locker, so you’d have no problem slipping away from school unnoticed.
You absolutely didn’t want to be there when he sees the little gift you left him.
With one look at the clock, you raise your hand, and your heart begins to pound.
You give me fever
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever!
In the morning
Fever all through the night
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A small box wrapped in purple papier mache nearly strikes Eddie in the nose as he opens his locker.
He dodges it quickly, catching it in his palms right before it falls to the ground before kneeling down to retrieve the hefty envelope that did slip.
For Eddie, it simply reads.
Before peeling off the wrapping, he quickly gives the school hall a meticulous scan, unable to find you. It sets off a worried pang within his chest as he tries to figure out where you might be. You were normally here, right beside him as you grabbed your stuff for the weekend and headed with him to his van.
Your absence is loud and abnormal. He was the one that usually went AWOL – on those strings of days where he’d feel like he just couldn’t deal with school anymore and ditched it.
Once 15 minutes pass he decides to get on his way – maybe he’d run into you at the front gates.
His jittering fingers itch to discover what lay inside the package however, so he tears open the papier mache as he walks – with the grace of a hungry dog – and suddenly your handwriting hits him like lightning.
He stops right outside the entrance doors and reads – thumbs soothing the paper, and lip being chewed at anxiously.
Dear Eddie,
I’m sorry I didn’t say goodbye, but I was too embarrassed to be there.
Cautiously, he makes his way to the parking lot.
I hope this isn’t weird, though I know you hardly find anything to be that way. It’s one of the things I admire most about you. I can be myself around you – truly me. It’s difficult to find that kind of people, the ones that can take in all the quirks and odd bits and will never make you feel unsafe. Anyway, you know how anxious I can get and sometimes when I have something this big on my mind, I feel more comfortable expressing myself through letters. Now, with you, I found it best to communicate through music, which is why I decided to put together a playlist that would say all the things that I simply can’t find words for, but that I can’t contain inside any longer because it’s eating me up inside and I feel like our time is running out. That’s a silly notion, I know we’d never fall apart after high school but, it’s daunting to think about what could happen if I don’t speak up now.
He hops inside his van and slowly registers every word, at last inside the sanctity of his car where no one would make fun of him or snatch the piece of paper from him if they saw him read so dumbfounded. As he reads, he stretches out his hand and feels the little package he had placed beside him on the passenger seat, smiling at the promise of what could be found there.
These are the songs that make me think of you, and the ones that best echo what I feel for you. I hope this journey I’m about to take you on isn’t too much.
The opening track of this tape is Fever, covered by The Cramps.
He’s all burning cheeks and racing heart as he pops the cassette tape on the player of his car before he even finishes reading, and then his grin couldn’t be contained with the first chords of the song reverberating right in his chest.
That one is just…it’s you. It reminds me of the first time I ever saw you. You were a mixture of mystery and mischief, yet warmth and openness, welcoming anyone that wouldn’t show fear or condescension. You have a dark edge to you, but are so, so kind nevertheless. So warm indeed that, once I started to spend more time in your company, the hotter I burned. It started to become clearer that all I wanted to do was to bask in the sunlight of your company, more and more. To share everything with you – the goofy and the serious, the important and the mundane. Wanting to be near you became a feverish need. But one I didn’t have the heart to soothe.
As the song plays on, he starts the engine of the van, embarking home with the knowledge that he’ll be devouring your letters in one sitting and that he’ll make no other plans other than lay in his bed and listen to you.
Sun lights up the daytime
Moon lights up the night
I light up when you call my name
'Cause I know you're gonna treat me right
You give me fever
What a lovely way to burn…
TRACK 02. No One Like You, Scorpions (up next)
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my personal opinion, based on shannon’s age and eddie’s comments about enlisting, is that buck and eddie are super close in age but eddie is a little older, based on chimney’s comment. i think there’s no more than 1 year between them though, partly bc it makes the bartender in south america vs fighting in afghanistan thing more sad. i think some people see ryan being 4 years older than oliver (which he doesn’t look, that man has a baby face lol) and automatically make the characters reflect that
Yeah, I'm with you, I go back and forth with where I want Eddie's birthday to be, because with Shannon being from October 1992 and Buck is speculated to be from 1992 too, and I know a lot of people like to say Eddie is a Scorpio and Buck is a Cancer, and I like that interpretation, so I put Eddie being from November 1991 and Buck from July 1992, so sevenish months, but because I kept trying to work out a way for all of them to be in the same grade in a universe they go to the same school. I had a bit of let's make Eddie a Gemini and put them a month or so apart moment after death and taxes just because it would make for some funny interactions like: Eddie trying to get Buck to do something: I'm older than you. Buck exasperated: BY 27 DAYS. The thought made me giggle.
But my reasoning even before the tombstone was based on Chim saying they would both be 12 a decade before under pressure, and obviously that's an exaggeration but it is one that puts them in the same age group in my opinion, and also the you're not his elder comment that makes it clear that Eddie is somewhat older than Buck. But the thing that made me put Eddie as at most 28 when he's introduced is the way that enlisting because my girlfriend got pregnant is not a reaction of someone who's been out living in the real world for 4 to 5 years. That's very much a "I've been out of school for 6 months, I'm not going to college, my girlfriend got pregnant and the world got real over a positive sign on a plastic stick" reaction in my opinion, you know what I mean? So if I'm assuming Chris was an accident that happened with Eddie and Shannon fresh out of highschool, Buck and Eddie can't be that far from each other.
And I think you're right, I think most people latched onto the way Ryan is older and just decided that was true to Eddie too. Which is insane because the moment I realized that step up 4 was over 6 years before season 2, my first reaction was what the fuck, does he not age? Lol
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