Imagine Eddie Catching You With Your Glasses On!!!

Joe for of Stranger Things Season 3 [Portraits] 2019

Love me Tender // Eddie Munson

Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Per request from the beautiful darling herself @ladyeslspeth "Chronically Ill reader x Eddie Munson, bad pain day"

At first, I had no idea what illness to incorporate, nor did I know how to without seeming insensitive...before I realized that, hey, I have Chronic Migraines. Literally been diagnosed and I'm on special medication for them. My lack of intelligence scares me sometimes smh... So, for this request, I'm going to go with Chronic Migraines, yay *cue bored clapping*.

Warnings: chronically ill!reader, soft and charming!Eddie, mentions of drug use (medicinal!!!) gn!reader!!!

Word count: 776 (she's a shortie!)

Whatever god there was, they weren't on your side today. The second you woke up, there was a throbbing in the base of your skull, forcing your to shut your blinds and cover your head with a pillow. These headaches weren't new, nor random, constantly consuming you at least 15 days out of the month. You were lucky to go more than 4 days without one, having high spirits when you woke without immense pain.

Today, was not one of those days. The entire morning was spent in bed, the pain in your stomach from hunger not hurtful enough to mask the fatigue you'd been faced with anytime you attempted to sit up, although not a second was spent sleeping. You couldn't, so there you sat, from 8 am until the clock struck 1 in the afternoon.

However, on the other side of town, your boyfriend was growing worried, anxiety clipping him in the heart each time the dial tone of his phone all but smacked him in the head. You weren't answering, and it had been hours since he'd heard from you. He knew that you got migraines, countless days spent on your living room couch proving that to be true. But, he couldn't lie and say that sometimes, your condition worried him. He was fearful of you passing out and not waking up, witnessing many of your fainting spells on occasion.

So, with a lead foot and pounding heart, he sped his way to your house, dodging red lights and ignoring stop signs. He was surprised but ultimately thankful he hadn't gotten pulled over.

"Y/N!" he called out into the quiet of your home, stepping over your fluffy pet and making a beeline toward your closed bedroom door. he lightly rapped his knuckles against the wood, about to speak when he heard the sound of your groggy voice moaning out in what sounded to be pain, he wasn't all too sure.

Opening the door, he was met with the sight of your nearly pitch-black room, attempting to stumble his way to your bed. There you lay, blankets pulled up over your head and a stack of pillows resting on top. He nearly cooed, if it wasn't for the fact that you were wincing at the sound of your bed creaking.

"You scared me, my love, didn't know if you were okay or not," he whispered, chuckling softly as you groaned and pulled him down to lay next to you. You didn't respond, attempting to block out the pain in your skull to fully appreciate your boyfriend's presence.

You found it sweet that he was here, although you would've been fine on your own, his concern was endearing.

"Sorry, I heard your call," you trailed off, pulling the blanket off your head to rest below your eyes. You squinted at the sunlight peeking through your blinds, attempting to make out the soft shape of your boyfriend's face. Although it wasn't too dark in your room, you could barely make out his features, "you look handsome today."

He laughed, straight from his chest and caused you to wince at the volume. He immediately retracted, softly brushing your messy hair out of your face and placing a kiss on your forehead.

"I'm gonna go grab your meds." you nodded, holding onto his hand until it fell from your grasp at the distance, tears brimming in your eyes as your head felt like someone was kicking at it.

Eddie made quick work of rifling through your cabinets. His hands knocked over multiple items he could care less about, letting out a quiet "yes!" when he found the orange pill bottle he'd been looking for. Shaking the bottle sideways, he clutched 2 pills in his palm whilst grabbing a bottle of water out of your fridge.

"Here ya go," he handed you the items, helping you sit up properly, "why don't we take a nap, yeah?" he knew you'd most likely lay there, eyes clenched shut but not actually sleeping. He still offered.

"Okay." your response was quiet, setting the water bottle down on the nightstand and scooting further into the bed for him to climb in. You lay patiently, watching the metalhead peel off his jacket and vest, setting them gently down on your desk chair. After slipping his shoes off, he moved to lay next to you.

Tugging your body close, he pressed a kiss to the back of your head, the two of you snuggled into each other's embrace. Although your head was pounding, your chest was swelling with adoration. You couldn't believe how lucky you were to have found a man like Eddie Munson.

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Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary-After the final fight with Vecna, Y/N gets hurt, sending her to the hospital

TRIGGER WARNINGS- Talk of injury, blood, hospital setting, tell me if I missed anything

A/N- I didn't really know how to end this one, so sorry for the crappy ending! Enjoy!!

Words Count- 2.6k

It was finally over, Vecna was dead. It was dead silent, no one making a noise. The group stood, looking at each other, slight, exhausted smiles pulling on their lips. Vecna lay in front of them, his gross, slimy body splayed on the floor, black blood oozing from his wounds, expanding as it continued to flow from the once human. 

Nancy lowered her shotgun from her shoulder, sighing as the final demogorgon fell limp on the ground from a gunshot wound, letting out one last screech as it died.

Then the celebration started. Steve and Robin hugged each other tightly, Nancy and Johnathan kissed, Johnathan then pulled Will into a hug, smiling at him. Hopper and Joyce embraced and kissed each other, letting out heavy sighs of relief that the fight had finally come to an end for good. Mike lay with El in his arms, exhaustion overcoming her body from fighting Vecna, smiles on their faces as they watched Dustin and Eddie hugging each other, jumping around like crazy people, Lucas and Max holding each other in tight embraces.

Eleven's eyes caught sight of the only remaining member, Y/N, who sat off to the side, breathing heavily. El squinted her eyes, taking a minute of staring at the older girl, to realize she had a piece of wood impaled in her chest. The younger girl scrambled to her feet, forgetting all about her exhaustion, rushing to the oldest of all the teen girls. El fell to her knees, looking at the wound to the other girl's chest, tears welling in her eyes. 

"Oh my God. Eddie!" Mike called as he followed his girlfriend to where she was off to in such a rush. Everyone fell quiet, the only noise came from Y/N, her labored breathing becoming apparent to her friends around her.

When Eddie saw who El and Mike kneeled next to, his heart dropped, rushing to his dying girlfriend. "Oh my God. Y/N/N. W-what happened?" He asked, tears filling his deep brown eyes. Y/N looked up at him with glazed-over eyes, giving him a weak smile, blood coating her teeth, but she hadn't even noticed the metallic taste in her mouth.

"I-I-I had a little accident. Didn't m-move out of the w-way f-f-fast enough I gu-guess." She stuttered, a string of blood mixed with saliva falling from her lips as she spoke in a quiet voice. The metalhead could faintly hear Hopper instruct Steve and Robin to bring a car around to the front to pick Y/N up, the two older teens following orders quickly. Eddie moved to sit next to his girlfriend, trying to move her onto his lap, but she only whimpered out, and all movement ceased. Eddie didn't want to put her in more pain than she was already in, so he sat next to his injured girl, stroking her hair every few seconds. "Hurts, Eds." Y/N muttered, her words almost too stung together to make anything out of. 

"I know baby, I know. Just hang on for me for a few more minutes. Harrington and Robin are bringin' the car around to take you to the hospital. Just keep those pretty eyes open for me for a little while longer, pretty girl. Come one Y/N, keep those eyes open for me!" Eddie voiced, watching as the y/e/c color of Y/N's eyes fluttered closed, but would open only a second later.

"Car is here!" Robin yelled as she rushed back into the building. Hopper moved to the injured girl, telling Eddie to help him get her into the car, Eddie doing as told. Everyone rushed after the three, watching as Eddie got into the back of Steve's car first, helping to guild Y/N into the back with him, resting her head on his lap. Hopper shut the door once the girl was fully in, telling Eddie everyone would meet him at the hospital in a while after they all cleaned up. Eddie simply nodded his head, telling Steve to go. The tires squealed on the pavement for a second before the BMW was flying out of the parking lot of the old Starcourt mall, where the fight ensued.

The car tore down the roads, Robin occasionally turning around to check on her friends in the back, making sure Y/N was still awake and responding to her boyfriend.

"Hey, Y/N, baby, keep your eyes open for me! Stay awake princess, we're almost there. Steve, go faster, I'm losing her!" Eddie yelled, trying to keep the fading girl in his lap to stay awake. Steve pressed down on the gas pedal harder, shifting the gear, the car lurching forward just slightly before picking up speed, bringing them closer to the hospital. Eddie stared down at Y/N, watching as her eyes drooped more, trying to coax her to stay awake. Y/N fought against the inviting sleep that was encasing her, but she lost when it wrapped its sloth-like fingers around her, encasing her in a darkness that she wasn't entirely sure she would wake from.

~*~

The incessant beeping of something close to her woke Y/N from her slumber, bringing a hundred-pound brick of pain with it. The sloth-like fingers that encased her before unraveled from around her, but also dropped the brick onto her chest, shoulders, and sides, refusing to let up. An itching feeling crawled up her arm, pulling her other arm to her side, scratching at whatever was causing the itch. Her fingers felt tape and something sticking to her arm, so naturally, she started to pick at it, trying to get whatever it was, off of her arm. Warm hands grabbed onto her, pulling her hand away from her arm, wrapping themselves around her hand and setting it back down on the bed.

"Leave the IV alone, princess. It's there to help you." She heard a voice say from next to her, the same place she heard the beeping coming from. It took her a minute to register who the voice belonged to, but it wasn't long before she was opening her eyes to see her boyfriend sitting next to her bed. His hair was pulled into a bun on the top of his head, a look Eddie knew Y/N loved, his torso covered in a hoodie. He had bags under his eyes, dark compared to his usually light skin. His lips looked irritated, chapped and red from the constant picking and chewing he did over the last few days. But, the thing Y/N noticed over everything else, was the bright smile he had on his lips. His perfect teeth shown through his smile, radiating warmth towards Y/N. 

A sudden pain rushed through Y/N's chest and shoulders, eliciting a whine of pain from her lips. Eddie sat up suddenly, placing his warm lips on his girlfriend's hand, watching as she breathed heavily, trying to will the pain away. When it calmed down, the girl slowly opened her eyes, looking over at Eddie. "What happened?" She asked, having no memory of how she got here, or really even why she was here.

"We fought Vecna, remember? We were in the old Starcourt mall. We didn't realize that Henry had built a kind of home there. We fought him there and killed him. He's dead, baby. It's finally all over. No more Upside Down shit. It's all over." Eddie said, a beaming smile on his face.

"But how did I get here?" Y/N asked, trying to recall the events at Starcourt that lead to her laying in a hospital bed.

"When we were fighting him, you got hit in the chest with a wood chunk. It went into your chest and hit one of your lungs. You almost died, but we were able to get you here just in time. You died on the operating table twice, baby. They had to revive you two times before they could get the wood out of your chest. But they were luckily able to pull the wood out and stop the bleeding before you started to code again. You've been asleep since then. That was four days ago." Eddie explained, playing with her fingers as he spoke. "You gave me quite the scare there, princess. I thought I lost you that night." The dungeon master mentioned, tears falling from his sad brown eyes. Y/N removed her hand from his grip, bringing it up to his face to wipe the tears away, letting the palm of her hand rest on Eddie's cheek, allowing him to nuzzle his face into her hand, finding comfort in being so close to her after days of no contact with her.

~*~

Not long after, Eddie went and got the doctor so he could examine Y/N. He confirmed she was okay, saying he would like to keep her for several more days before letting her go. Once the doctor left, Eddie all but jumped into bed with Y/N, snuggling close to her, making sure to be careful of the stitches on her chest. "Rest Eddie, you need it. I'm not going anywhere." Y/N told Eddie when she saw his eyes drooping. The metalhead nodded tiredly, falling asleep only minutes after he agreed. 

The couple slept the rest of that day and all through the night, waking up mid-morning the next day. As the pair ate breakfast, Steve, Robin, Nancy, and Max came to see them. They were happy to see their friend finally awake, talking to her, asking her how she was, making sure she had everything she needed, overall, just fusing over her. Once she was able to calm the four down, they sat and talked quietly.

"Hey, baby. Are you okay if I go and shower? I won't be long, ten minutes tops." Eddie asked from behind her in bed, moving her hair off her neck and behind her shoulder.

"Yeah, I'll be fine Eds. Take as long as you need. I've got these guys to keep me company." Y/N replied to him, planting a kiss on his lips as he got out of bed and walked to the bathroom in her room.

"You know he never left right? He hasn't left this room once since you were put in here four days ago. And he hasn't left the hospital at all since that night. He's stayed put ever since." Steve said once he heard the shower go on. The girls confirmed what he said, telling her how he hasn't even left the hospital to smoke. He sat in the waiting room while she was in surgery, sat next to her in the recovery room, and now has sat in this room waiting for her to wake up. 

"He had Dustin go to his house and get a bag full of clothes and his other things for him so he didn't have to leave. He said he didn't want to risk not being here when you woke up." Max said, smiling softly at the care Eddie had for Y/N. Just then, the bathroom door opened up, and Eddie came out of the room with a new set of clothes on, towel drying his hair. He smiled sweetly at her, tossing his towel over the chair under the window to dry. 

"I think we should get going, let you rest some more Y/N. Glad to see you awake and doing better. We missed you." Nancy said, slowly ushering everyone out of the room, giving Y/N and Eddie a warm smile before she walked out of the room. Just as they walked out, a nurse walked in, looking over the chart on the wall.

"How are you feeling right now, Y/N?" She asked in a sweet tone, grinning at said girl.

"I'm alright. Still tired but I'm sure that will stick around for a while." She replied, resting her head back on her pillow.

"Are you feeling up to a shower? I'll help you and we can go as slow as you need." The nurse asked, walking closer to the bed, putting the side railing down as she talked.

"Yeah, I would love nothing more than a shower. I feel gross. I've never gone this long without a shower." Y/N snorted, making the nurse grin at her, and Eddie chuckle under his breath at his girlfriend. 

"Alright. You're okay to wear whatever you want, as long as it's not tight or constricting on your chest and shoulders. I'll help you into the bathroom and if you need help showering, I'll be there to help." The nurse reassured, smiling gently at Y/N.

"I have some extra clothes for you here, babe. I figured you'd want to get out of the hospital gown as soon as possible, so I had Dustin grab something for you." Eddie said, getting up from the bed and digging through his bag for something that Y/N could wear. He came back with one of his shirts and a pair of pants, handing them to the nurse.

"Alright sweety, let's get you showered!" She said, helping the injured girl into the bathroom.

~*~

The bathroom door opened up, pulling Eddie from the random show he was watching on the tv, seeing Y/N walk out first, the nurse behind her for support. She shuffled across the floor carefully, gently sitting down on the bed when she got to it. She swung her legs up onto the bed, covering herself with the blankets once she was comfortable enough. The nurse quickly bid her goodbye, reminding her if she needed anything, to press the call button.

Y/N sunk down into the bed, looking over and Eddie with tired eyes, giving him a soft smile. "Hi, baby. Have a good shower?" Eddie asked, stroking her wet hair.

Y/N nodded her head, letting her eyes close for a moment before she opened them again. "It was great but it really kicked my ass. I didn't know taking a shower could be so tiring." She said with a quiet giggle, making Eddie laugh too. 

"I'm sure. I do have to say though, you look really good in my clothes. They just swallow you whole, don't they?" Eddie laughed, looking at his girlfriend in his clothes. His Hellfire shirt nearly hit her knees, meaning she didn't really need the sweats she was wearing, but she put them on anyway, seeing as she was so cold. "Go to sleep princess. I'll be right here with you when you wake up. I'm not going anywhere." Eddie said, letting Y/N cuddle into his side as she slept.

~*~

"Alright, clean your stitches twice a day and put this over it once you're done cleaning it. Eddie, don't let her lift anything heavy until she has the stitches out and don't let her do too much. Her lungs are still healing too, so it's going to be hard to do some things right now. Just give yourself time to heal and you'll be fine. And no more getting wood chunks embedded in your chest, I don't want to see you back here for that. I'll have someone call you to schedule your follow-up appointment." The doctor said, handing papers to Eddie before he let the couple go.

Eddie pushed the wheelchair out of the front doors to the hospital, to the side of his van, helping Y/N up into the passenger side before he returned the wheelchair and got in on his side.

"You ready to get out of her, princess?" He asked, putting his seatbelt on. Y/N nodded her head, flashing him a wicked smile.

"Yes! Now, let's go to our spot in the woods!" Y/N said with a spark in her eyes, making Eddie nervous.

"I don't think so! You, princess, are going home and resting until you get those stitches out." Eddie said, throwing the van into gear and pulling out of the hospital parking lot. Eddie could hear the sigh from beside him, stealing a glance at his girlfriend, seeing her pouting in her seat. The metalhead snickered to himself, pulling out onto the road, driving himself and Y/N home to his trailer.

When Max graduates she throws two caps. One for her and one for Billy, whose early acceptance to Berkely is still sitting in a closed envelope on her desk, postmarked July 23, 1985.

Dustin throws two, too. His own and one that has "86 Baby" painted across the top in dripping red paint. He keeps Eddie's lucky D20 is his pocket all through college.

it takes me between 1-4 hours to write a fic and 2 hours of that is me trying to think of a damn title

hi, can i have a request? this might be a sensitive topic and it’s totally okay if you’re uncomfortable with it, i get it! but my grandma died a few days ago and it was my birthday the next day, so you know..there was nothing to celebrate..and i was wondering if you could write chris x reader where he gently wakes her up, holding a cupcake with a candle in it and she’s like “what’s that”, forgetting it’s her birthday so he tells her and it’s jist soft? now when i write it it doesn’t make any sense but.. would it be possible to write something like that? or sth similar or sth soft idk and again if not, that’s okay!!..i love you, thank you!❤️(and i’m sorry for bothering you:(

I was about to go to sleep, but then I got this, and it made me tear up. I’m very, very sorry for your loss ❤️ I hope this is somewhat along the lines of what you were looking for, love. And please know you're never bothering me!

warnings: loss of a relative, refer to request

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He didn't get much rest – in and out of sleep while making sure you got the sleep you need. He held you close to him, rubbing your back as you let out lingering sobs throughout the night until you finally drifted into deep sleep.

He knows yesterday was a difficult, long day for you and your family, but it's important to him that you’re not forgotten about, so he carefully gets out of bed, not wanting you to wake up yet.

In the kitchen, he uncovers the small batch of cupcakes he made early yesterday. Removing one from the tin, he finds the frosting and decorates it, adding some sprinkles and a candle.

Quietly walking back to the bedroom, he sits on the edge of the bed next to you, and gently caresses your cheek and strokes your arm to wake you.

“Good morning,” he smiles, voice low and calming.

Blinking the sleep away, you furrow your brow seeing the cupcake in his hand. “What are you doing, babe?”

“Happy birthday,” he says, and you realize throughout all that's happened in the last 24 hours, you forgot what day it is.

Sitting up, your eyes instantly sting with fresh tears, and he sets the cupcake on the bedside table, swiftly putting his arms around you. “I hope this is okay, I just think she'd really want you to still have your special day.”

He feels you nod against his shoulder. “Of course this is okay, I just forgot.” Your voice cracks, and he hugs you tighter, slightly rocking you back and forth.

“We can do whatever you want today, if you don't want anything more than this cupcake, we won't do anything else, I just thought you deserved this.”

Your tears are wetting his shirt now, and you don't trust your voice to say anything, so you stay like that – him rubbing your back, pressing soft kisses to your hair – until you manage to whisper, “Thank you.”