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girls don’t like boys, girls like halloween and horror movies
𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞’𝐬 𝐅𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐜’𝐬
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Anonymous asked:
I was wondering if you could write enemies to lovers, where Draco and Yn are rivals at Quidditch. And Yn gets hit by a bludger or has a crash and gets unconscious and Draco forgets the game for a second and after the match when Yn is still unconscious he sits by her bedside
I got kinda carried away somewhere in the middle, so it doesn´t quite fulfil the entire request but I hope you still like it and let me know if you want me to change it somehow.
Love hits different
A/N: I wrote the reader a Ravenclaw in this story, but the house doesn´t play a very important role. I just wanted to write the reader as the seeker, so as a Gryffindor we would have to replace Harry which I felt wouldn´t quite make sense, but yeah...
You felt your heart pounding in your chest heavily. You took a deep breath. The cold air that filled your lungs made you feel more alive than anything else. So did the wind, which was pulling on your hair and clothes and made it hard to hold your broom steady. But you still managed to do so. You hovered several meters above the pitch, watching your teammates from above. For now, that was your only job. Keeping an eye on everything and everyone. Until you would get your chance.
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promposal - gareth emerson
requested: yes! requests: open for Wednesday and Stranger Things! Gareth Emerson!!!!! My beloved 💕💕💕 could you write something where he asks reader to prom and he gets all nervous and stuff and it’s like a proper cheesy Rom com big sign and flowers promposal because he knows that’s what the reader would want?
AN: thank you for requesting! this is such a cute request :') i love gareth so much even though he has like a total of 3 minutes of screentime. i don't know too much about proms and stuff, but i hope you still like it! :) i would be up for a second part where they actually go to prom if anyone would like <;33
contains: she/her reader, popular reader, gareth being a sweetie, eddie helping gareth out, me not knowing tons about prom, the rest of hellfire doesn't know abt you and gareth wordcount: 2.445
Gareth and you have basically been a couple though it never really had a label before. He is hoping to change that by asking you out to prom.
"Jesus, what are you carrying?"
Gareth entered the cafeteria, plopping down on his usual seat. He was balancing his tray of food and a bag filled with goodies in his hands, his heavy backpack weighing him down even more. Eddie looked at him curiously, an eyebrow raised as he let the magazine drop on the table.
"I told you," he carefully places the tray on the food before placing his bags on the ground. "I have to work on the promposal."
Boo?
Pairing: Eddie x Fem! Reader
Summary: Sudden murders start to happen all over the small town Hawkins, the killer hasn't been caught and the more time that passes by, more murders happen. Who could have possibly done such a horrible crime such as this?
Warnings: Murder, mentions of blood, cussing, stalker like shit, mentions of stabbing, gore, this is based off the script of scream credit to Kevin Williamson for writing such a masterpiece. I did change a some stuff so please don’t go off like “ohhh that’s not what happened” yeah I know, that was on purpose.
𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟏/???
𝟭𝟯+ 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝟭𝟯 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗗𝗡𝗜 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂.
POV: Third person and first person
March 28, 1986 9:12 pm
*Ring ring ring*
"God who can be calling at this time?" Chrissy says to herself before walking into her dad's office and picking up the phone "Hello?"
"Hello?"
"yes?"
"Who is this?"
"Mm who are you trying to reach?"
"What number is this?"
"Well what number are you trying to reach?"
"i don't know"
"well i think you have the wrong number"
"do i?"
"It happens, take it easy" Chrissy says before hanging up, placing the phone down and walking away.
But then it rang again.
*ring ring ring*
"Hello?"
"I'm sorry i guess i dialed the wrong number.”
”So why did you dial it again?”
“To apologize I guess”
“You’re forgiven, bye now-“
“Wait, wait, don't hang up.”
"why shouldn't i?"
"Cause i wanna talk to you"
"They got 900 numbers for that. see ya"
"wait-"
Chrissy quickly hangs up the phone and walks to the kitchen, placing some Jiffy pop on the stove.
ring ring ring
'Jesus now the living room phone' Chrissy thinks to herself. She picked up the phone and raised it to her ear.
"Yes?"
"Oh come on sweetheart, why don't you wanna talk to me?"
"Because i don't know who you are" She says as she walks back into the kitchen where the popcorn starts to pop.
"What's the noise?"
"Just some popcorn i got going on my stove right now"
"hm, i can only enjoy popcorn when i'm at the movies"
"Well i'm about to watch a movie so.."
"Really? What movie?"
"The breakfast club, even though i've watched it more times than i can count, but i'd rather watch that rather than some scary movie or something"
"You don't like scary movies?"
"Not really, they give me nightmares"
"What's you're favorite movie?"
"um...Grease, i think i will have to say Grease"
"Is that one the Musical Romance one? With the blonde girl?"
"Yeah Sandy"
"SANDY! That's right, that's what her name was."
"Yeah i liked her"
"so...you gotta boyfriend?"
"No. Why? You wanna ask me out?"
"You know sweetheart, you never told me you're name"
"Why do you wanna know my name" Chrissy said as she walked back to the living room to place the Grease VHS in.
"Cause i wanna know who i'm looking at"
Chrissy's movement freezes "What did you just say?"
"I said i wanna know who i'm talking to"
"That's not what you said"
"What did you think i said?"
Chrissy quickly jogged up to her front door and clicked on her front porch lights on, she didn't spot a single thing so she turned them back off and walked back to the living room.
"Listen, i gotta go"
"wait- i thought we were gonna go out"
"I don't think so"
"Don't hang up on me"
"Gotta go"
"Don't-"
Chrissy quickly places the phone down and runs to all her doors and locks them. She walks back to the popcorn (which was starting to burn) she takes the popcorn off the stove and places it in the sink to cool off and-
ring ring ring
"Oh my gosh, yes?" Chrissy says, picking up the phone once again.
"I told you not hang up on me"
"What do you want from me?"
"To talk"
"Well dial someone else please"
She hung up the phone again but only for it ring again.
ring ring ring
"Listen-"
"NO! You listen to me you little bitch! If you hang up on me again i'll gut you like a fish, Understand?"
Silence consumes them. He has gotten her full attention.
"Is this some kind of joke?"
"more of a game really"
Chrissy's eyes the front door of her house. It's unlocked. 'I could have sworn i locked it' she thinks to herself. She wastes no time bolting it and locking it again.
She looks through the peephole to see if anyone is on the other side of the door, thankfully there is not a single soul.
Chrissy relaxes a bit, relieved.
"i'm two seconds away from calling the police"
"They'd never make it in time"
"What do you want from me?" Chrissy's eyes start to water, fear consumes her.
The person on the other line starts to laugh a little before saying "to see what you're insides look like"
Chrissy wastes no time hanging up and throwing the phone on a side table when-
ding
Her front door bell chimes
"Who's there?" She calls out
ding
Another chimes hits
"I said who's there?"
No answers. Fuck this. 'It's time for the police' Chrissy thinks to herself. She goes to pick up the portable phone once again, just as she picks it up...
ring ring ring
Chrissy almost drops it, losing her breath, starts to panic all the more.
She brings it to her ear with trembling hands, saying nothing...listening...waiting...
"You should never say "who's there?" It's a death wish"
"Look, enough is enough. You had your fun now you better leave or else"
"Or else what?"
Chrissy pauses before speaking up once again.
"My boyfriend will be here any second and he'll be pissed"
"I thought you didn't have a boyfriend"
She starts to let out sobs "I lied, i do have a boyfriend and he'll be here any moment and he is big and he plays basketball and he will beat the shit out of you"
"His name wouldn't be Jason, would it?"
Silence. Chrissy's knees start to buck and shake.
"How do you know his name?"
"Go to the back door and turn on the porch light again"
Chrissy is terrified, she has to force herself to move, walking back to the kitchen and to the glass doors. Her shaky hand finds the light switch, she hits it.
Sitting in a law chair in the middle of the backyard is a man with wide shoulders and a small head of dirty blonde hair, her boyfriend Jason. He is tied and gagged, he has been roughed up, but still breathing.
"Oh god" Chrissy says out loud, covering her mouth as another sob escapes her mouth. Her hand moves to unlock the door-
"I wouldn't do that if i were you"
Chrissy is beyond petrified.
"Where are you?"
"Guess"
Her eyes search the yard. Her eyes wandering over the bushes, trees, He could be hidden anywhere.
"Please don't hurt him"
"That all depends on you"
"Why are you doing this?" She cries out
"I want to play a game"
She sniffles a few times before responding "What kind of game?"
"Turn off the light"
Her hand goes to the switch, Steve tugs and pulls at his straps. his face sweating and full of tears.
His figure disappears in the darkness as she clicks the light off. Chrissy moves herself away from the glass doors and back to the living room, her body shaking in fear.
"Here is how we play. I ask a question, if you get it right, Steve lives, it's easy"
"Please..." She sobs and cries and she starts to crouch down, losing her balance to stand on two feet.
"It's an easy category, movie trivia, i'll even give you a warm up question"
"Don't do this, i can't..."
"Name the two main characters of grease"
"no" She sobs out
"Come on it's your favorite movie remember? The one with the guy and girl meet at the beach and fall in love?"
"No please i don't know"
"Yes you do, come on, Jason's counting on you"
Chrissy pauses for a second to catch her before answering "Sandy, Sandy and Danny"
"YES! Very good. Now for the real question, same category, who played Allison in The Breakfast Club?"
"Molly Ringwald!"
"I'm sorry but that's the wrong answer"
"No it's not, i've watched it more times than i can count"
"Then you should know Molly Ringwald plays Claire, not Allison, Allison was played by Ally Sheedy"
"Please...." Chrissy says, sobs continuing to escape her mouth and tears falling down her face, drenching her rosy pink cheeks.
"Lucky for you, there is a bonus round, but i'm afraid poor little Jason... is out"
This implication sends Chrissy running to the kitchen, she flips the porch lights on just to see Jason, eyes wide, still tied and stilling in the lawn chair, his stomach gaping open, a mass of blood and ripped flesh. His insides lay on the ground between his feet, steam rising.
A scream erupts from the bottom of her soul as Chrissy nearly passes out, her face pale and ghostly white.
"Final question, are you ready?"
She doesn't answer, a long maddening silence. Chrissy reaches and clicks off the porch light, making the body of Jason go away into the darkness "Leave me alone...please"
"answer the question and i will, what door am i at?"
"What?" Chrissy says, confused.
"There are two doors to your house, a front door and a back door. You answer correctly, you live"
Chrissy eyes both of the doors, almost studying them, trying to decide between the two "Don't make me...I can't...i won't"
"Your call"
Chrissy slowly makes her way to the kitchen counter, leaning over it and grabbing a long, sharp knife. Chrissy looks around her, she looks down the hall to the front door, then turns back to the kitchen glass door as it suddenly Shatters to bits, a lawn chair comes flying through it, exploding glass sprays everywhere. Chrissy quickly makes her way to her back door, slowly slipping through it, she peeks through the glass door to see a cloaked figure roaming around her house.
She turns her head to see a car heading towards the house, her parents.
She peeks back to the glass door just to see the cloaked figure now staring at her. They quickly punch through the glass door as if it was nothing. This incites Chrissy like fire, she bolts for it, running through her yard, not even sure where to go just knowing that she needed to run.
It didn't last long though as they eventually caught her, grabbing her and slashing her in the chest with a knife. Chrissy looks down to see her sweater start to blossom red. The knife rises again, the blade comes down but is blocked by the portable phone still in her hand. This gives her a chance to get up and bolt for it, she runs as fast as she can to her parents, who were approaching the front door of the house.
She opens her mouth to scream but no sound resonates.
Her father finds the front door afar, a puzzled look rises on his face, Chrissy right behind them with one arm stretched out. Her parents don't bother to look behind them as they enter their home.
"Chrissy?" her father yells out "Chrissy, honey where are you? Call the police"
"Help...me" Her mother hears her from the phone
"Oh god, i can hear her"
"Get in the car and drive down to the Mackenzie's" Her father says, handing her mother the keys to the car.
Her father moves through the house when a scream erupts from his wife's mouth, he rushes out the door to find his wife, on her knees, bent over, retching. His eyes move beyond to a tree in the front yard as he bares to witness to the single most horrifying sight he'll ever see.
That of his only daughter as she hangs from a big oak tree, strung up, very much dead, her stomach ripped open.
"Oh my god, do you believe this shit?" Jeff said, walking beside me.
"What happened?" i asked
"You don't know? Chrissy Cunningham and Jason Carver were killed last night"
"Uh yeah nice try, there is no way"
"Yes way, and not just like, Y/n. We are talking splatter movie killed-split open end to end, it's insane"
"Wait- Chrissy Cunningham? As in the queen of Hawkins High?"
"Yup, parents found her hanging from a tree, her insides on the outside"
"Do they know who did it?"
"Fucking clueless, they are interrogating the entire school. Teachers, students, staff, janitors"
"Hey there sweetheart" Eddie says, approaching me, placing a shoulder over me as we walk into school together "Crazy huh?"
"Are you kidding? Murder in the small innocent town that is Hawkins? Who would have thought"
"Yup, they are even bringing the feds into this, this is-"
"Wait- the feds?" Eddie asks, shock written on his face.
"I know right? This is like, insane, who would do such a thing?"
“Remember in JAWS when they caught the wrong shark at first and Richard Dreyfuss cut it open to look for body parts and all they found was a licence plate and all this white milky goo.” Gareth said only for Jeff to lean over and sock Gareth in the arm.
“You heard Eddie, shut the fuck up”
“Whatever man” Gareth said before taking a swing of his chocolate milk that was sitting on his lunch tray.
“Hey Jeff, didn’t you have a crush on Chrissy, or was that Eddie?” Mike asked, joining the conversation.
“I mean yeah, we both did, but what does that have to do with anything?”
“I mean, I’m just saying Jeff, when you start falling for someone you start falling hard-“
“So what are you trying to say? That I killed her or something?” Jeff said, obviously offended by Mikes words
“It would certainly improve on you’re high school Q”
“Relax, Jeff was with me last night, I need his help building my newest lego set” Dustin said, backing up for Jeff.
“Oh, before or after he sliced and diced?” Mike questioned.
“Fuck you asshole, where were you last night Mike?” Jeff questioned Mike, pointing a finger at him.
“First off, put your finger down and second, I was helping my sister yesterday for her stupid newspaper so I was busy, I didn’t have time to murder someone, not like I would want to in the first place,, but if you don’t stop I will gut your ass in a second” Mike explained.
“Did you really put her liver in the mailbox? I heard they found her liver in the mailbox”
“Gareth, you goon-fuck, I’m eating here” I said, I didn’t really wanna think of stuff like that when I’m stuffing my face with food.
“Yeah Gareth, she is getting mad. I think you better liver alone” Eddie pitched in and joked, not funny.
"So, tell us, what relationship did you and Miss Cunningham have?" Officer Callahan said, note pad in hand, Officer Daniels and Officer Powell's next to him.
This is stupid, i get it, someone died but why interrogate me? I'm just some loser in high school who very obviously doesn't like the snotty popular circle of peo-......no you know what....i see why they would want answers from me at least. Disliking the Queen of the popular kids and she ends up dead....yeah i see why.
"I didn't really have much of a relationship with Chrissy, it’s not like I hated her. I didn't talk to her much but she hung around all the popular kids and dated that dipshit Jason Carver, i disliked Jason more than Chrissy, like i said, i didn't talk to her much." I explained, shuffling a bit in the uncomfortable school chair that was attached to a wooden desk, sitting in an empty classroom.
"Did you guys ever clash on anything? Any arguments? With Miss Cunningham or Mr Carver?" Officer Daniels asked this time.
"I never fought with Chrissy as i never really talked to her like i said already. Me and Jason fought almost on a daily basis. He would be his prick self and taunt us"
"Us?" Officer Callahan questioned.
"Hellfire? Me, Eddie, Gareth, Dustin, you know...the freaks? Weirdos? The opposite of the popular's?" I said while pointing at my shirt, red devil and dice plastered on top of it.
"Is that the Dungeons and Dice club?"
"It's Dungeons and Dragons"
"Whatever, same thing, did you happen to know if Jason clashed with anyone else other than anyone in Hellfire?" Officer Powell asked, annoyed at my comeback towards Officer Callahan.
I shook my head no "How should i know? I tried to avoid the asshole as much as possible"
"Was there ever a time you wanted him to die? Any time you wanted him...gone?"
I thought for a second before answering since there was a few times.
Like the one time he grabbed me the wrong way while i was waiting for Eddie to be done with his little drug deal, he grabbed my ass and waist and started forcing himself on me, the smell of beer and weed bouncing off of him, i had pushed him off of me and ran back to Eddie as fast as i could.
Or like that one time he had pushed Dustin down the stairs and called him a toothless walrus, i had punched him in face and told him to eat shit, and yeah maybe i told him to go and die but i didn't think back then that he would actually end up getting murdered and end up dying 6 months later from that moment.
"I mean...i've thought about him suffering due to his actions but i never in a million years thought it would actually happen for real"
"And you don't know anyone who would do this? For real, not verbally?"
"No Officer, not at all"
"Sorry, work ran late, i'm on my way" Nancy said from the other line.
Me and Nancy had gotten a bit close, her being the older sister of Mike after all and being of course from being one girl to another, we mostly understood each other for the most part.
She had invited me over for a sleepover, her mom offering to make a bunch of snacks and watch some movies together, but writing and work was always her main focus, no mater what she wouldn't budge to take her focus off whatever project she was focused on before anything else.
"Yeah sure, i will be here waiting"
"Great, by the way i wanna swing by Family Video and get something. I was thinking something with Tom Cruise in it" Oh yeah, she has a Tom Cruise obsession, she has a whole poster of him hanging up on her wall in her bedroom and everything.
"Whatever, just hurry" I said before placing the phone back in it's place and starting to walk away, until-
ring ring ring
Nancy? Did she forget to say something? Did i say something? Was it even Nancy? Only one way to find out. I picked up the phone and raised it to my ear.
"Nancy?"
"Hello Y/N"
I didn't know the voice, i would have known who it is by now, has to be someone who called the wrong number or something.
"Hi, who is this?"
"You tell me"
I'm trying to place his voice but nothing clicks, it sounds a little bit distorted.
"I have no idea"
"Scary night isn't it? With all the murders and all, it's like its all coming right out of a horror movie or something"
"Ah Gareth, you gave yourself away, you are the only person i can think of who speaks about movies at random times, especially horror movies"
"Do you like scary movies?"
"I like that thing you are doing with your voice Gare, i think the ladies will dig it"
"What's your favorite scary movie?"
"Don't start, you know i don't watch that shit"
"And why is that?"
"Because they are all the same, it's always some stupid killer stalking some big breasted girl who always runs upstairs when they should be running out the front door, its ridiculous."
A brief silence passed by.
“Are you alone in the house?”
“That is so unoriginal. You disappoint me, Gareth”
“That’s because I’m not Gareth”
“So who are you then?”
“The question is not who am I, the real question is where am I?”
“So where are you?”
“Your front porch”
I pause, I slowly move towards the window closet to me and pull aside the drapes, I can’t see all of the porch but I don’t see anyone.
“Why would you call me from my front porch?”
“That’s the original part”
"Oh yeah? Well i call your bluff"
Fuck it, i quickly unlock the door and swing it open revealing the front porch, but i see no one.
It's one of the boys pulling a prank on me, it has to be, i can't think of anyone else it could be.
"Can you see me right now?"
"uh-huh"
An idea pops up in my head.
"What am i doing?" i say as i stick my finger to my nose, mimicking i was picking my nose "Good try Gareth, better see you at school, don't need you failing like Eddie, bye now-"
"If you hang up, you'll die just like Chrissy and Jason did….do you wanna die? I know they didn’t…”
My mouth went dry. Mouth agape but no words leaving it. I couldn’t even stop myself from hanging up immediately and dialing one of the only numbers I knew wouldn’t be dead luck…
911.
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Notes | d.m. x reader
Summary: You and Draco leave notes in each other’s potion book to annoy the other. But it leads to more things.
Warning: just fluff
Word count: 2k
a/n: this one shot is a little connected to the part 2 of the fic ‘It will be forever us’. You don’t need to read them both to follow any of them. I just made this connection since I thought it was a bit of fun to do it.
Reblogs are appreciated!
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To annoy each other was what it was meant to be in the beginning. But some things leads to other things. It all started with the day Draco Malfoy decided to sit beside you in potion class.
The seat beside you was empty until you heard the chair move and you could feel a presence beside you. You looked up from your notes and saw a certain Slytherin boy sitting beside you.
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cuddling for the first time with draco malfoy(hc)
a/n: this is my first headcanon :)
- you and draco have been dating for about 3 weeks when he insists that you spend the night in his private dorm.
- he didn't ask you to stay for the night earlier because he was quite shy as he hadn't done anything like this before.
- he would give you his shirt(which is very lose on you) to wear for the night
- at first, you both would be laying on your sides of the bed looking at each other.
- he so badly wants to hold you but is very awkward and hesistant, afraid you would be uncomfortable.
- after the staring contest, you would bid him goodnight and turn away from him, your back facing him.
- "fuck it", he whispers under his breath.
- you feel him moving closer to you.
- you feel his fingers brush your back a few times before he wraps an arm around your waist from behind.
- you both would be red by this point and you couldn't hide the smile that grazed your features.
- he would bury his face in the crook of you neck and plant a kiss as soft as a feather there.
- if you weren't red before, you are definitely a tomato now.
- he slips his hand under your shirt and rests it on your stomach.
- he feels your breath hitching and slightly smirks.
- "is this okay?", he would whisper against your neck, afraid it might have gone too far.
- when he hears your affirmative response, he feels his body relax and unconciously starts rubbing small circles on your skin, ones that could make you shiver.
- you both fall asleep into a deep slumber, tangled with each other.
THIS WAS SO LONG IM SORRY !!!!!!
tags: @siriusblackstwin @hufflepuffbyotch
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Hi hi, how are you? Could you write one where y/n is Draco's girlfriend, but she and Harry, who are best friends, end up arguing and he casts a dangerous spell on her? And when she arrives at the infirmary, still passed out, they discover she is pregnant?
best bad friend | draco malfoy
pairing: draco x reader
word count: 1,0k
summary: where y/n discovers something that will change draco’s and y/n’s life forever
a/n: i just wanted to clarify that the characters here are all in 7th year and thus of legal age
warnings: angst, violence, mentions of pregnancy
universe: harry potter
“Harry, if you would just listen to me for one second-”
Your vocal cords can’t manage more than that when in the next moment you are hit with Stupefy by your opponent, whom you also call your best friend. With force, you are thrown against the wall and fall into unconsciousness right away. Only when you are able to open your eyes again do you realize what actually happened, what Harry did.
What he did to you, his best friend.
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History Notes
Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader
Request: Hi!! Could you write something where Eddie has a crush on a shy girl. She had forgotten her glasses (she doesn’t wear contacts) and wasn’t able to copy any notes since she couldn’t see, and Eddie noticed and invites her to his place to let her copy the notes he took. Eddie actually copied notes for once in his life just so he could help her out!🥺
Word Count: 1.5k
Warnings: fluff, subpar writing
AN: This was a request from @laurenandloki! I loved this idea so much, thank you so much for sending it in! I hope you like it!
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Snowed In
Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader
Request: Hi!! It’s me again😂Would I be able to request one more story? It’s a fluff request of course!! Basically Eddie really wants to hang out with his crush (super shy girl who is scared of him cause she secretly likes him too), so Eddie being Eddie, literally shows up at her house. But it starts snowing hard outside, and since Y/n’s mom finds Eddie to be such a sweetheart, she offers for him to sleep over🥺 and the fluff ensues 🥰
Word Count: 2.5k
Warnings: fluff, shy!reader, bad writing.
AN: This was requested by @laurenandloki! I hope you like it!
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Not His Type
Pairing: Eddie Munson x Nerdy!Reader (reader wears glasses)
Summary: You overhear Eddie’s friends talking about how you’re not his type and decide that you need to change your look.
Word Count: ~3k
Warnings: Fluff, reader feeling insecure, flirty!eddie, suggestive dialogue (I pictured this taking place during Eddie’s second attempt at senior year so reader and him have about a 1 year age difference), a few curse words, skin picking (mentioned twice), bad writing.
A/N: This is my first Eddie Munson fanfic! I had a lot of fun writing this (it’s not the best but I just do this for shits and giggles). Also I decided to make this more gender neutral, which I haven’t done before, so please let me know where I can improve.
You loved your boyfriend, Eddie Munson. He was goofy, kind, caring, and extremely sweet (despite what practically everyone at Hawkins High School thought). And he loved you just as much.
You two had been dating since the end of the previous school year, you had had one class together (a class that had a mixture of juniors and seniors) and sat next to each other. One day Eddie had completely zoned out, thinking up a new D&D session. Ms. O’Donnell had noticed he wasn’t paying attention and asked, “Mr. Munson, I’m sure you understand the assignment for today?”