It Cant Be

It Can’t Be

A/N: Writing will always be my coping mechanism. I don’t care what anyone else says. Eddie Munson is alive and well. Period.

Summary: Nothing on earth will ever take Eddie Munson away from you, not even an army of bloodthirsty, flesh-eating demobats in the Upside Down.

Pairing: Eddie Munson × fem!reader

Warnings: mentions of blood and death, minor swearing

*GIF not mine. Reblogged from @dailyflicks

“EDDIE!” You and Dustin screamed at the top of your lungs as both of you hurried towards the injured man lying on the wet and demobat-infested road. Dustin was limping next to you, so you took his arm over your shoulder and assisted him.

Eddie wasn’t moving, so naturally, a wave of thoughts crashed inside your head.

He couldn’t be dead.

He’s a lot stronger than that.

When you finally reached his side, you immediately crouched down next to him and cradled him in your arms. His eyes were wide open, and his mouth was covered in blood. As soon as his gaze fell on you, his lips twitched upwards in a smile.

“Hey, Y/N.” he breathed out, a tear falling down his cheek. You reciprocated his smile, stroking his cheek to wipe the tear and some blood off his face.

“Hey, Eds.” you responded as your hand massaged his scalp, making him shut his eyes at the sensation. As he opened his eyes again, he saw Dustin next to him, raising his hand slightly to give him a fist bump.

“I didn’t r-run away t-this time, right?” Eddie inquired, though his voice was still barely above a whisper. It broke your heart knowing he still doubted himself like that, despite how evident it was that he was indeed a hero. Both of you nodded your head, a downward smile gracing your lips as you continued to stare down at him.

“Yeah, you did great, Eddie.” You said reassuringly, tears brimming your own eyes.

“D-did you like the so-song I played earlier?” he asked you, an expectant look on his face. You temporarily closed your eyes before meeting his gaze again. “

"Yeah, very metal. I loved it. Metallica, right?” Your response seemed to hit bullseye for Eddie because he leaned back down with a satisfied smile on his face, yet winced slightly when a stinging sensation shot through his torso. “The one and only.” he replied breathlessly.

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Of course I can 🤣

Hypothetically speaking… if I were to do a re-write of the last episode, including re-writing Eleven/Max’s scene and obviously what happened to sweet Eddie - fixing as much as I can, would anyone be interested in reading it? It will be written as you being the romantic partner of Eddie.

A major plot point is the reader will be a Sinclair. As an Asian person of color myself, inclusion is important. Feel free to adjust the status of your relation to the Sinclairs as it applies to you, if you are adopted or not.

I can’t guarantee how long it will take me since it will be the first piece I share in public in like four years, but let me know if you’re interested.

"Thank you" to the Duffer brothers for making us believe that Eddie Munson would continue to play a major in the fifth season of Stranger Things only to unnecessarily kill him off for shock value.

He could've have more time.

“THIS IS MUSIC!!”

Is There a Doctor on this Plane? (Yes, yes there is.) - P1 | Eddie Munson x Reader

Plot:  Eddie runs right into danger like an idiot. Luckily, you just so happen to be a doctor- or a med student, at least. [Eddie Munson x Gender Neutral!Reader]

Word count:  4,103

Warnings:  SPOILERS FOR STRANGER THINGS SEASON FOUR, VOLUME 2. blood and violence, mild gore, descriptions of medical procedures, brief, brief character death

Disclaimer: Uh, yeah, fuck netflix, and fuck whoever came up with having a “stranger things experience” in a former n*zi prison where jewish and romani people were exterminated. that’s an incredibly fucked up thing to do, and i do not support or endorse it.

A/N: This is a fix it for the end of season four. It’s also the first of three parts. i would’ve made it one part, but i get the sense that one big part exceeding like, 5k words would be a teensy bit too long, y'feel?

Tags: @twistedhistory

Eddie Munson was a menace, but he was your menace, so you let that slide. Every single time you talked about getting into medical school, he would gently make fun of you. Of course, his jokes were rarely at your expense. Instead, he usually chose to make fun of the medical world- and honestly, most of the time he had a point. The medical system was (and is) fucked up and very easy to make fun of.

But that was why you wanted to become a doctor, as you had explained to him so many times. You wanted to change the world of medicine for the better. More than that, you wanted to do better; to protect and care for the people that the medical system failed. You wanted to do good for the world- you wanted to save some part of it. To save the people left behind.

Whenever you talked about it, Eddie would always crack a smile. Not a teasing grin, but a genuine smile. Of course, he would continue to tease you after, but he had to admit, your desperation to save others was one of the things he loved most about you. You were so optimistic and so borderline naive, and you wanted to do good so badly.  You were nothing less than a hero to him, and in his eyes, you were worth so much more than he could ever be.

He couldn’t tell you that, though- not unless he was super fucking high, which he rarely was around you. Instead, he teased you lovingly, supported you silently, and always let you play healers in DnD.

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why did we see Max's letters and not have anyone read them. why did they big up Jason creating a mob when nothing happened. why did they have Eddie say he wasn't a hero then die saving no one. why have will be in love with Mike and not say it to anyone. why introduce new characters just to kill them and neglect others. why have so many storylines that are essentially meaningless. why-