I Have A Question About Our Dear Y/N In The Eddie Series! Is She Gonna Be Interested In DnD And Hellfire

I have a question about our dear Y/N in the eddie series! is she gonna be interested in DnD and hellfire or is she too cool for that? I can imagine her being mesmerised by the dice very early after escaping, rolling a 7 and just pointing to herself like “me :)”

omg yes! after eddie taught her some of the basics when she was with him for that one week, she was really hooked!

- i just love the thought of sev playing around with one of the die in eddie’s trailer while he’s getting the rest of the game set up, and when he goes to sit back down and show her how to play the game, everytime he rolls it lands on a seven and he’s just like “weird 🤨” and after the like 10th time it happens he just looks over the die and realizes that every side says 7 because she changed it with her powers 😭

- of course he didn’t realize this because it was a new die he’d never used before and just assumed it was an error in the making of it 😐 so he just gave it to you because-

“heh, well that’s a funny coincidence!” 🧍🏾‍♀️

- i like to throw in little hints of how much eddie influenced her into the person she became, as she grew up.

such as her style, the music she listens to, her playing the guitar, and dnd!

- but to further answer your question, she didn’t play that much after leaving him.

- she would mostly just sit on the side and watch as the other boys played (like at the end of season 1), and sometimes when the boys were really into it, she would be sneaky and use her powers to keep making them roll sevens 😭

- they caught on pretty fast though 🫤 so she just stuck to making mike roll numbers that would badly affect his character, when she was feeling petty.

- in my season 3 part 2 chapter, you’ll see her with will, when he keeps trying to get the boys to play. spoiler: at one point her and will just ditch the group and play a one-shot.

- in regards to the hellfire club, she would be apart of it! but sometimes, like lucas, she probably wouldn’t be able to make it due to her other extracurriculars

- but after seeing eddie’s disappointment of her not being anle to make it, she would definitely go to her coaches sometimes like-

“coach, i don’t know what’s going on with me! i was feeling fine earlier and now my nose won’t stop bleeding!”

- of course she just made her nose bleed and her forehead hot to the touch, so that they would think she was sick and send her home.

- when in reality as soon as she was out of sight, she’d just make her way to the drama room like-

“hey guys, i made my coaches think i was sick! can i still join today’s campaign?”

- steve scolds her the whole car ride home for lying, after picking her up that night because he got a call while at work saying that-

“y/n had excessive nosebleeds and her forehead and neck were burning up! she had a temp of 103.2!” the nurse rambled worriedly.

- but that doesn’t stop her from doing it in the future 😭

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a/n : sorry for such a long response ! i ramble way too often to just give simple yes or no answers 😭

OMG anon if you see this, i accidentally deleted your second ask 😭!

i’m so sorry, but! i remembered what you said so i will try to answer to the best of my abilities, that should be out at some point today if tumblr doesn’t stop deleting my draft for it 😭

I have two questions. Do you think writing fanfiction is the same as reading it? I ask because, I've been thinking about writing a fanfiction for a certain fandom that barely has any fics, but I'm hesitant because I'm very insecure about my writing style, and I just think that if I write it it will take the fun out of it because I would already know how it goes. And I'm also not confident in the way I portray personalities, sometimes I feel as if I'm not doing justice to the characters I write, which brings me to my second question, Do you have any tips for writing about existing characters and how to portray their personalities accurately?

That's really all I have to ask. I don't want to go on too long because I tend to ramble lol.

(Btw I'm in love with your fics and I'm super excited for the summer camp fic and I'm in love with the platonic eddie fic (I feel like platonic fics are way too underrated) )

hi ! honestly, i don’t really think writing fanfiction is the same thing as reading, because of exactly what you said about already knowing what’s going to happen!

but ! i alao don’t think that meansthat the fun is taken out of it. me for example, with my sev x platonic! eddie fic. even though i already know what’s going to happen, sometimes i just like to go back and read each chapter just for the fun of it.

their may even be times when you go back and read it, and think “wow, i thought / said that? i’m so funny 🌚” jkjk i’ve never done that 🫣

and about your hesitation for writing for a fandom with few fics, i say go for it! you never know if there are others looking for fics for that fandom, and only having a few to work with.

about you being insecure about your writing style, i completely understand. i was as well! my advice for that one may be to think of how you like to read others works and what about those writing styles makes you comfortable enough to read it.

and, before i continue, if you feel comfortable, you could send another anon, clearing up what you meant in the terms of your writing style specifically and what you don’t feel too comfortable about, or just message me privately!

but to continue, i think that if you have issues with your writing style, when writing for existing characters personalities accurately, i think that the type of pov you use is important.

for example :

1st person : “i , me , our , we” that’s telling the story from the reader’s perspective, as if they were the narrator. writing from that p.o.v can make it difficult to let the readers know how other characters are feeling/thinking, other than it being a guess because the reader doesn’t actually know. kind of like the show, euphoria and how rue isn’t a reliable narrator because all the information she gives the audience is based on things that she’s observed herself, but she doesn’t actually know what’s going on in other character’s heads.

2nd person and 3rd person : “you , your” & “she, her, him, he , they” that’s telling the story as the narrator, who in majority of cases, knows everything about everyone (because it’s the author) and what’s going on, beyond the characters knowledge. with 3rd person, i think it would be better to use when talking about the other characters, such as letting the audience know that character’s inner thoughts, without having them have to broadcast it out loud for it to be known. leaving it to be just between , that character, and the readers, which could possibly be used later on for build-up and/or suspense.

now, more on the sense of using imagery and being able to portray existing character’s thoughts and personalities (because i feel like the two go hand-in-hand), i would say go back and reread or rewatch certain scenes with those characters and note the types of things they do.

such as : body language , actions they take as they speak , or little things they do or say while talking

like constant “um’s” or just little bouts of hesitancy, or even urgency, where instead, the character tries to fit everything they say into one sentence but it comes out as a jumbled mess.

that would be portraying personality, also, instead of just saying something like “he/she/they said” after a dialogue, try adding an action to it as well !

like : “if i knew this was gonna happen, i would’ve never came here!” she whimpered, pressing her head into her knees, digging her hands into her hair, as she rocked back and forth on the ground.

or

“what about this…?” he spoke up, but trailed off, as everyone looked at him. “could..could this work?” his voice wavered at the sudden attention.

or things like

waving their hands as they speak , person a pacing back and forth, person b getting annoyed at person a’s pacing, cutting other characters off in the middle of their own sentences (not in a rude way, but in a “if i don’t get this out right now, it won’t make sense later.” type of way.)

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and lastly, you don’t ever have to worry about rambling in asks or anons for this blog, because as you can see i always have too much to say 😭

also like i said earlier on, if you feel comfortable you can message me privately or just send another anon , clarifying what you meant in regards to writing style, because i’d really like to try and help you :) !

and, yay !! i’m so happy to hear that you like my fics that much !

so now just for you, i’m going to push through the stress of not knowing what to do for future chapters that are currently irrelevant to what i’m writing right now, and finish this damn chapter 2 of my summer camp horror story and my season 3 chapter of my eddie x platonic! experiment! reader ! 🥱

and sorry i took so long to respond i literally spent hours typing and erasing what i was saying because it was such a good question and there were so many different ways to go about it 😭

I have two questions. Do you think writing fanfiction is the same as reading it? I ask because, I've been thinking about writing a fanfiction for a certain fandom that barely has any fics, but I'm hesitant because I'm very insecure about my writing style, and I just think that if I write it it will take the fun out of it because I would already know how it goes. And I'm also not confident in the way I portray personalities, sometimes I feel as if I'm not doing justice to the characters I write, which brings me to my second question, Do you have any tips for writing about existing characters and how to portray their personalities accurately?

That's really all I have to ask. I don't want to go on too long because I tend to ramble lol.

(Btw I'm in love with your fics and I'm super excited for the summer camp fic and I'm in love with the platonic eddie fic (I feel like platonic fics are way too underrated) )

hi ! honestly, i don’t really think writing fanfiction is the same thing as reading, because of exactly what you said about already knowing what’s going to happen!

but ! i alao don’t think that meansthat the fun is taken out of it. me for example, with my sev x platonic! eddie fic. even though i already know what’s going to happen, sometimes i just like to go back and read each chapter just for the fun of it.

their may even be times when you go back and read it, and think “wow, i thought / said that? i’m so funny 🌚” jkjk i’ve never done that 🫣

and about your hesitation for writing for a fandom with few fics, i say go for it! you never know if there are others looking for fics for that fandom, and only having a few to work with.

about you being insecure about your writing style, i completely understand. i was as well! my advice for that one may be to think of how you like to read others works and what about those writing styles makes you comfortable enough to read it.

and, before i continue, if you feel comfortable, you could send another anon, clearing up what you meant in the terms of your writing style specifically and what you don’t feel too comfortable about, or just message me privately!

but to continue, i think that if you have issues with your writing style, when writing for existing characters personalities accurately, i think that the type of pov you use is important.

for example :

1st person : “i , me , our , we” that’s telling the story from the reader’s perspective, as if they were the narrator. writing from that p.o.v can make it difficult to let the readers know how other characters are feeling/thinking, other than it being a guess because the reader doesn’t actually know. kind of like the show, euphoria and how rue isn’t a reliable narrator because all the information she gives the audience is based on things that she’s observed herself, but she doesn’t actually know what’s going on in other character’s heads.

2nd person and 3rd person : “you , your” & “she, her, him, he , they” that’s telling the story as the narrator, who in majority of cases, knows everything about everyone (because it’s the author) and what’s going on, beyond the characters knowledge. with 3rd person, i think it would be better to use when talking about the other characters, such as letting the audience know that character’s inner thoughts, without having them have to broadcast it out loud for it to be known. leaving it to be just between , that character, and the readers, which could possibly be used later on for build-up and/or suspense.

now, more on the sense of using imagery and being able to portray existing character’s thoughts and personalities (because i feel like the two go hand-in-hand), i would say go back and reread or rewatch certain scenes with those characters and note the types of things they do.

such as : body language , actions they take as they speak , or little things they do or say while talking

like constant “um’s” or just little bouts of hesitancy, or even urgency, where instead, the character tries to fit everything they say into one sentence but it comes out as a jumbled mess.

that would be portraying personality, also, instead of just saying something like “he/she/they said” after a dialogue, try adding an action to it as well !

like : “if i knew this was gonna happen, i would’ve never came here!” she whimpered, pressing her head into her knees, digging her hands into her hair, as she rocked back and forth on the ground.

or

“what about this…?” he spoke up, but trailed off, as everyone looked at him. “could..could this work?” his voice wavered at the sudden attention.

or things like

waving their hands as they speak , person a pacing back and forth, person b getting annoyed at person a’s pacing, cutting other characters off in the middle of their own sentences (not in a rude way, but in a “if i don’t get this out right now, it won’t make sense later.” type of way.)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

and lastly, you don’t ever have to worry about rambling in asks or anons for this blog, because as you can see i always have too much to say 😭

also like i said earlier on, if you feel comfortable you can message me privately or just send another anon , clarifying what you meant in regards to writing style, because i’d really like to try and help you :) !

and, yay !! i’m so happy to hear that you like my fics that much !

so now just for you, i’m going to push through the stress of not knowing what to do for future chapters that are currently irrelevant to what i’m writing right now, and finish this damn chapter 2 of my summer camp horror story and my season 3 chapter of my eddie x platonic! experiment! reader ! 🥱

and sorry i took so long to respond i literally spent hours typing and erasing what i was saying because it was such a good question and there were so many different ways to go about it 😭

season of the witch p.1

summary – the town of Hawkins is introduced to quite the progressive young adult. she opens a store downtown where she sells crystals, jewelry, some decor, and candles. however, there's more to the store owner than Hawkins knows.

pairing – eddie munson x reader

word count – 2.1k

warnings – this series will contain smut and violence, minors DNI!

masterlist ✎

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The new talk of the town of Hawkins – Y/N L/N. The Chief of Hawkins PD rapped his fist on the door of the new store. The door swung open, and the man huffed out in surprise. A huge smile greeted him.

"Hey there, you must be Chief Hopper! Come in, come in!" You urged him inside the shop, and he glanced around behind you. The store was still in the process of being decorated. Potted plants and herbs were lined around the store, definitely making the air smell fresh. The walls were such a beautiful, creamy color. It was the cleanest store he's ever been in. The bar extended from a display case of pastries, his mouth already drooling at the smell of the fresh donuts.

"So you're here to inspect my business, Chief?" You broke his thoughts of admiration of the place.

"I mean- yeah, I was tasked with inspection of your new business. What is it again? I see you're not finished yet," the burly man couldn't stop staring at the donuts that laid in that display case, waiting to be in his mouth.

You smiled as you caught him staring, your hands behind your back. A lacy apron was tied around your waist, and flour stained your cheek.

"I just finished a batch! I knew you were going to be in, so I wanted to introduce myself and my store when you came by this morning," You moved around the counter, pulling the powder pink box lined with fresh donuts out of the case. You brought over the box to him which he gladly decided to test a donut.

"How are they? I wanted to start with something simple to perfect," You watched him devour the donut in less than 30 seconds.

"So fluffy," he moaned, grabbing another without shame, "very sweet, and fluffy." You did a little cheer, your hands clapping together.

"I'm glad you like them! Come by any time and I'll always have a donut for you, Chief. Anyways, my business is a combination of things. I did buy out the whole building, so for right now this floor is my kitchen/cafe/store front. I am selling baked goods and coffee as of now. I do want to expand into some more products like candles and handmade jewelry," You explained to him. He probably wasn't fully listening to you, he was too busy admiring your café and the taste in his mouth.

"Sorry! I am listening," the chief quickly caught himself, closing up the tempting sweetness, "so you're looking to expand your store to the other floors, and you said you already bought the whole building?"

"Yes, I did," you nodded your head.

"Are you planning to hire anyone as an employee within the month that I should know about?" Jim takes out his notepad and his pen, writing down what you've said so far.

"As of now, no. I will not be holding an application process, but can I take down information for when I do?" You are given approval and you relax. You weren't sure how popular you would get.

"You look young, how old are you if you don't mind me asking?" Jim glances up at you before writing down some more notes.

"Oh, I'm 21. I moved from a few states over," you bit your lip, wiping your dry hands on your apron, "I was wondering if I could live out of the building I bought? You know like one of the floors?" Jim looked back up at you, pondering your question.

"I actually don't know, but I'll get back to you on that. Do you not have a place to stay?" Jim got a head shake from you, and he nodded in return.

"Look, I won't say nothin' as long as you keep feeding me those donuts," Jim joked. You smiled at his joke, winking back at him and zipping your lips.

"Okay, I think you're ready for business once you get all the necessary things like seating since it is a place for food and drink. But once that's done, you're ready to open," Jim stores his notepad away, "by the way, you said coffee. Do you mind grabbing me a cup?"

When you ran back to the kitchen to make him a cup of coffee, you also grabbed your store's information file that he requested. You returned with both cup and file and handed them to him. He held out a crisp $20 bill.

"Oh no, I can't take that, Chief-"

"Hey, you gave me donuts and coffee, I'm going to pay for them. Just give me a discount next time," Jim smiled and lifted the donuts and coffee, backing out of the front door and jogging back to his explorer.

You stood in the dim café, before snapping your fingers and all of the cleaning supplies returned back to cleaning.

"Come on everyone, we have a lot to get done. I want to be open by tomorrow!" You clapped your hands as the kitchen returned to making dough for the next morning.

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You stared with your fingers on your chin in contemplation. After locking up your café, you decided to go buy some tables and chairs. Maybe even some more decoration to brighten the place up. However, while in the furniture store, you were stuck between two different types of chairs. You got your tables but you were trying to see which looked better.

You felt someone staring holes in your back, so you looked over your shoulder. A woman with curls and a baby on her hip quickly looked away.

"Hey there," you introduced yourself as you came up next to her, and the woman jumped.

"Oh goodness! You're sneaky!" The woman had a blush crawling up her neck.

"I'm Y/N L/N, I own the new store downtown, it's a café mostly at the moment," the woman took your hand and shook it, and you had your business card that you slipped into hers, "it's called Urban Gardens."

"Oh, I'm Karen, Karen Wheeler, I'll be sure to check it out! My daughter Nancy, she would totally love that! What do you do there?" Karen flipped over your business card, trying to keep her daughter still who was wiggling in her arms.

"At the moment I am selling coffee and pastries, I'm hoping to get into making candles, soaps, handmade jewelry, and maybe even collecting antiques," you responded, waving to the child who stopped and stared at you.

"This is Holly by the way," Karen smiled when Holly reached for you, "Oh, she's never reached out for a stranger before..."

You hummed in reply, giving Holly a smile who returned it.

"The white floral chairs," Karen blurted out.

"Hm?" You looked to her, noticing she was pointing to the chairs you were looking at.

"I think you should get some cute cushions and get the white floral chairs, it's giving me the antique look you're wanting," Karen explained, and you gave a nod, "Are your parents looking for any employees? Maybe Nancy could work there?"

"Oh, no I own the store. Just me," you chuckled at her bewildered look, "and not at the moment, but check back in a few weeks. If I get super busy, I may need some hands."

You said your goodbyes and returned to your store with the new furniture. You bought some more decorations and even a cozy couch for a reading corner.

After getting your store ready, it was finally set to open for the morning bright and early. You had finished a batch of glazed donuts to bring to the businesses around you. You were hoping to leave your business cards and create relationships.

Walking into the convenience store down the street, you saw a woman standing at the register. She looked tired. You looked around you before pulling a cup of coffee from your apron out of nothing. You put on a smile and walked up to her.

"Welcome to Melvald's how can I help you- oh!" she stopped when she saw the cup of coffee and the pink box of donuts.

"Hey! I'm Y/N, and I just moved in down the street. I was hoping to come around and introduce myself, and hopefully post my business card and a poster," you held up the coffee which she graciously took into her hands.

"I'm Joyce Byers, it's so nice to meet you. I'm just an employee, but I'm sure my manager won't have any problem, go ahead! What do you have there?" Joyce shook your hand and gestured to the pink box. You opened them and she immediately got hit with the smell of warm, sweet donuts. She didn't even hesitate grabbing one.

"My sons would love these... I'm taking these for myself," Joyce talked with her mouth full of the donut, quickly taking the box and hiding them under the counter, "if-if that's okay!"

"Oh yeah no problem! I'm glad you love them! Just come by to get more," you giggled, and she viciously shook her head.

"These are soooo good," Joyce finished the donut and licked her fingers, taking a gulp of the coffee, "are you going to be going to Hawkins High?" You closed your eyes and gave an impatient smile.

"I'm actually 21, I'm the one that owns the store," Joyce quickly corrected herself and apologized, "oh no, it's not a problem! You're not the first, I know I look young."

"Maybe you could hire my son, he takes pictures. Like really good, he's amazing. He could help you out if you ever need pictures," she held up the extra business card, and you nodded.

"I will be sure to call him first if I ever need some photography done, if he has any pictures he would be willing to sell, I will gladly buy them. I want to showcase a gallery wall in my shop of local photographer's work," you had your hands in your pockets, fidgeting your fingers. You glanced over your shoulder, before tucking your hair behind your ear.

"Are you okay?" You looked toward Joyce, and then she was gone. It was dark, and particles floated through the air. It was cold. You looked to your feet, before you heard Joyce shout at you: "Y/N!"

Your eyes snapped up to meet hers, and everything looked as it was before, and you blinked your eyes to make sure it was real, "Yeah! Ye-Yeah I'm sorry, I have to go."

You buttoned your coat back up, before shoving your hands back in your pockets, rushing out of the store.

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Finally, it was time to open your store. You waved your finger in the air and all cleaning ceased. The supplies returned to their closet, the kitchen utensils ceased as well. The curtains flew open, and the door unlocked. It swung open, and the closed sign flipped around. You wore a big smile, hanging up your apron as you greeted your first customer.

Of course, the Chief was at your register.

"Two boxes of donuts, and four coffees please," Jim started counting his bills, putting some in the tip jar, then handing you the total.

"There you are Chief, two boxes, and four coffees," when you finished his order, you returned with the donuts and the coffees. He happily rode to his station to show his police officers.

The day went by pretty fast, you had plenty of customers and made your projected profit. Your most interesting customers just walked through the door. You heard the bell, but when you turned around and looked through the order window, you only saw tufts of hair and heads. You smiled.

"Hey! Over here lady!" One called, and instantly made a groan from getting hit. You moved around the register, seeing the four boys who had smiles on their faces.

"And who might you four be?" You put a hand on your hip, looking down at them.

"I'm Mike, this is Will, Lucas, and Dustin," the boy with dark shaggy hair responded, "my mom told us about your delicious donuts and she sent me down here to get more. And then, I guess she told their moms too." You looked to all of them, chuckling.

"Four dozen donuts coming right up-"

"I-I'm Will- Will Byers?" The smallest boy spoke up, and you looked back down at him. You knelt down to his height, holding your hand out to the boys.

"Hi Will Byers, Dustin Henderson, Mike Wheeler, and Lucas Sinclair," they all gasped, how did she know their last names? "I know your mama, Joyce Byers."

"She has to be magic, how does she know my last name? A-And Lucas's?!" Dustin gasped, looking at you in awe.

"She probably already met your mom if she sent you," Mike waved his hand. You stood back up, seeing more customers walk in. You hurriedly finished all four boxes, returning it to the boys and collecting their bills.

Then the next customer walked up to your counter, and you had to look back up at him.

"Hey there, I was hoping to try one of your donuts," he smiled, "I'm Eddie, Eddie Munson."

damn yeah pretty much 🫤

me: e-

my phone: eddie munson? is that what you want???? what, eddie munson on tumblr???! on twitter?!?! on fucking ao3??? Google?? where? WHERE could you possibly want to see him now? we get it, you LOVE eddie munson,.,. he's your favorite character ever, he goes 'this is music!' and 'don’t ‘cha big boy?'. you'd DIE fOr hiM, but don't you think it's time you thought of something else???? college?!? your future?????? YOU CAN THINK ABOUT LITERALLY ANYTHI—

me: -ddie munson