D&D playing Dork

My D&D obsession has turned me into an Eddie Munson simp, send help. Fanfic writer, matchups open, reqests open :)

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Authors Info

Hey, welcome to my page! My obsession over stranger things has utterly consumed my life and this is where I post my silly little stories about all my favorite characters. Requests are open and I also offer matchups since I haven’t seen these around a lot and I loved them back in my early fandom days, (though if you know any other writers that offer match-ups pls lemme know I love these things)

MATCH-UPS: Basically just send a lil blurb describing yourself and I’ll let you know which stranger things character I’d match you up with and why! You can also specify whether you want a platonic or romantic match up in the request. Since some characters are problematic (Billy basically), you can also specify if a certain character is absolutely off the table. I haven’t seen these around a lot and I loved them back in my early fandom days so I thought I’d make my own, (though if you know any other writers that offer match-ups pls lemme know I love these things)

ONESHOTS/SERIES:

Requests: Open 

Who I write for:

Edddie Munson

Billy Hargrove

Steve Harrington 

Robin Buckley 

Nancy Wheeler

(Hoping to add to this list soon)

I will write: One shots, head cannon lists, Potentially multiple part stories if I get inspired lol

I won’t write: Rly taboo stuff, I.E. non/con or stuff like that, Smut (It’s fun I’m just not good at writing it,, yet.), reader x any of the underage characters

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Guitar Lessons

Summary: Just a quick opener for my next story - Eddie calls the reader to share some interesting news

word count: 615

A/N: this is legit just a teaser trailer of sorts lol

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It was finally Saturday, after a busy week full of school and rigorous band practice with Corroded Coffin you were more than ready to just stay home and do absolutely nothing. But just as you sat down on the couch to enjoy some mind numbing TV your home phone rang. 

“Hello?” You didn’t bother to hide your frustrated tone as you answered 

“Already annoyed and I haven’t even said anything, I think that’s a new record” 

“Hey Eddie, what’d you want?” Of course Eddie would be the one to interrupt your peace and quiet, he was your best friend but he always found a way to get on your nerves. 

“No ‘How are you?’, where are your manners Y/N?” Eddie said, you could picture him smiling to himself as he teased you. 

“How are you?” You asked 

“Great actually, got a visit from none other than King Steve himself earlier” Eddie answered happily 

“Oh lucky you” you laughed at his dramatic tone “what’d he want?” 

“He asked if I could teach him to play guitar” 

“Ooh so you’ll be teaching the mighty king Steve” You mused, chuckling a bit. “Though I don’t see why this warranted a phone call on whats supposed to be my day off”

“I won’t be teaching him” Eddie said, chuckling a bit himself “I’m not letting him anywhere near my sweetheart, but I told him I knew someone almost as talented as me who could teach him”

“Eddie you didn’t!” You sighed, rolling your eyes knowing exactly who Eddie meant

“Oh I did, I told Steve that you’d be a great teacher” Eddie was still laughing a bit as he spoke “Afterall you are the second best guitar player in all of Hawkins”

“I really wish you’d talked to me about this before telling Steve I could teach him” Clearly your hopes for a relaxing day were dashed.

“I didn’t want to just leave him hanging, he seemed really interesting in learning” Eddie said “And like I said, I’m not doing it plus you owe me”

“Oh I owe you do I?” Your earlier frustration was coming back “How so?”

“I’m the one who gave you your guitar in the first place and taught you how to play” Eddie answered, sounding smug. “With great power comes great responsibility”

“With generous friends comes a catch” You rolled your eyes yet again but couldn’t deny he had a point. Eddie had given you his old acoustic when you’d expressed interest in learning and he had taught you how to play it, a favor you’d always been grateful for and a favor you guessed you should pass on to another friend. 

“He’ll be at your place sometime tomorrow afternoon for his first lesson” Eddie said, already knowing you’d agree to teach Steve. “You’ll be a great teacher, trust me”

“Trusting you was my first mistake” You teased 

“Oh how you wound me” Eddie joked back “I’m sorry to end this thrilling chat but I’ve got plans to get back too”

“Smoking weed and playing guitar aren’t plans Eddie” 

“Neither is sitting on the couch all day but I don’t judge you” He argued jokingly “Alright, see you later Y/N”

“Bye Eddie” You set the phone back on the receiver with a sigh, thankful that Eddie had at least told Steve to come tomorrow instead of just sending him over immediately. Eddie may be annoying but he wasn’t a total asshole. Though he did ruin your plans to relax as you now found yourself heading back up to your room in order to plan out a first lesson instead of plopping back down on the couch. Tomorrow was sure to be interesting. 

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My personal favorite Eddie Headcannon is that the first songs he ever learned on guitar were all old country songs that Uncle Wayne loved. Eddie isn’t a big country fan but he wanted to be able to play something that Uncle Wayne would enjoy as a way to say thank you for the guitar, thank you for everything. Like imagine little Eddie with his first guitar playing a short Johnny Cash song and Uncle Wayne just adoring how talented his nephew is.

Eddie shows affection by learning to play peoples favorite songs even if they aren’t songs he enjoys. That’s it that’s the headcannon.

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Band Practice, Eddies ending

Summary: You're dreading the conversation you'll have to have with Billy later but first you've got to get through a conversation with Eddie and he's got a lot he wants to say to you.

Word count: 3.1k

Warnings: Swearing, discussions of abusive relationships

A/N: The way I portray Billy/readers relationship with him is a lot darker than in the other parts so I wanted to say up front that this isn't the same Billy I wrote for in Billys ending. This is a different take on a potential relationship with him and I don't want it to seem like the Billy ending is just reader staying with an abuser because that's never something I want to portray as good or romantic.

Tags: : @spacedaddydinn

part 1 part 2 Billy Ending

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“Does he always treat you like that?” Eddie didn’t even wait for you to close the car door before his interrogation began, you’d been foolish enough to think that just because rehearsal had gotten back on track after Billy left you could avoid Eddie's questions. 

You didn’t answer immediately, taking your time closing the car door and getting comfortable in your seat before turning to face him. His worried expression instantly killed any hopes that this could be a normal, relaxing drive.

“No, not always” You shrugged, Billy had a bad temper that was simply a fact you’d had to come to terms with in your relationship. Sure coming to terms with it didn’t mean it’d stopped bothering you, far from it actually. You wouldn’t admit it but each fight seemed to escalate a little further than the one before, his shouting always a little louder and his words always a little harsher. “He’s just territorial I guess”

“He shouldn’t get to act territorial over you like you’re just something he owns Y/N” Eddie still hadn’t put his keys in the ignition and all you wanted was to get home already. There was still that phone call you owed Billy and that was certainly not going to be an easy conversation, it’d be even worse if you called later than he expected you too. 

“It’s not a big deal Eddie, really, he’s just like that sometimes” You huffed, turning away from him to escape that worried, pitying look on his face. 

“Look I’ve tried to keep out of it cause I know it’s not my place to say shit but seriously he’s fucked up” Eddie was leaning closer now, trying to get you to look at him again. He still didn’t make a move to start the car. “He’s fucked up and the way hes treating you is fucked up”

“I told you he’s not like that all the time, he just has a bad temper and he’s been working on it” You defended Billy but you knew Eddie had a point, you knew Billy's behavior was an issue but he’d told you he’d work on it, he’d promised. 

“He shouldn’t act like that at all, I don’t get why you put up with it” Eddie kept going, he wouldn't let up until you started actually listening to what he was trying to tell you. “If anyone else talked to you like that, hell if I talked to you like that you’d lose your shit. Why’s he different?”

“I don’t know” You said, shrugging your shoulders, still refusing to turn and face Eddie. 

“Bullshit” Eddie sounded almost angry now, angry and tired. “That's bullshit and you know it”

“It’s not his fault he’s fucked up Eddie ok!” You said throwing up your hands in frustration “His life is shit, his dad, well his dads an asshole and it’s not his fault that he gets like that so often!”

“His life’s shit so that gives him the right to treat you like shit?” Eddie still sounded angry, you knew it was directed at you but it still made you flinch and shrink inwards. “Sorry but that's bullshit and you know it”

“Ok Eddie fine, you got me. I hate the way he treats me when he’s angry and I dread going out in public with him because I know somethings bound to set him off at some point and I’m gonna have to talk him off a ledge. But what do you want me to do about it?” You finally turned to look at him, he was closer than you expected. “I’m not exactly an angel myself, I put up with his shit because he puts up with mine.”

“You’re far fucking better than that asshole”  Eddies voice instantly lost any semblance of anger and suddenly sounded soft, sweet and almost sad. “You deserve someone who doesn’t just put up with you, and you definitely deserve someone who doesn’t treat you like shit” 

“Yea I’m not so sure about that” You said, trying to laugh off the tears you could feel building up in your eyes. Despite your best efforts to play off how hard Eddie's words had hit, the tears were already starting to fall. You jumped a bit when Eddie brought his hand up to cup your face, gently brushing away some of the tears with his thumb.

“I am” His voice was still soft, the feeling of his cold rings against your cheek helping to ground you in the moment as your mind raced a million miles a minute. “Listen to me Y/N, you deserve someone who’ll treat you like a goddamn princess” 

You giggled at this, the tension easing a bit as both of you shared a small smile. 

“That's pretty cheesy Eddie” You said, your smile growing as he laughed at himself with you. “When’d you get to be such a softie”

“I’ve always been a romantic you just haven’t noticed” He chuckled as he swiped his thumb across your cheek once more. “Don’t go around telling anybody though, I’ve got a reputation to uphold”

“Oh I almost forgot, you’re the tough metalhead with no emotions whatsoever right?” You leaned into his hand a bit as you teased him. He rolled his eyes at your comment but laughed nonetheless. “Your secrets safe with me, I won’t tell anyone that you’re a cheesy dork with a weird romantic side” 

“It’s not that weird, come on out of everything about me that's not weird” He argued, attempting to look stern and failing when you started giggling. “Seriously it’s not weird that I think you deserve to be treated nicely”

“I think your exact words were ‘like a princess’, thats a bit dorkier than just saying ‘treated nicely” 

“What can I say I have a way with words, it’s why none of the weird songs Gareth and Jeff write get performed live” He said, shrugging his shoulders before moving his hand away from your face and beginning to idly play with a strand of his hair. 

“How would you even treat a girl like a princess?” You slumped back in your seat, getting comfortable and leaning towards Eddie. “Bow whenever you see her? Call her ‘your highness’?”

The two of you shared yet another laugh at this. 

“No it’s more like, holding doors open for her and always walking her to class” Eddie’s laughter died out as he started explaining, his expression shifting into something more thoughtful. “Always being there, taking care of her and supporting her however you can. Like, for example, if I were Billy I would be at the front of that stage every friday night cheering you on. I’d bring you food or something sweet like that after band practice. I’d try my best to get along with your friends cause I know how important they are to you. I’d never stop bragging about the fact that you’re my girl, not just grabbing you or shit like he does to try and act like he owns you.” 

“Sounds like you thought about this a lot” You commented, looking over at Eddie who was still seemingly deep in thought and toying with a strand of hair. You liked seeing him like this, so focused on whatever he was doing or saying. It was rare but whenever you spotted him working on a new song or sewing a patch onto his vest and he got into this focused state it made your heart almost skip a beat. Seeing him like that now, talking about how he would treat you like a princess, left you blushing a deep red. You hoped the darkness outside the van helped hide that.  “Whoever you wrote that song about is a very lucky girl” 

He just nodded, offering you a smile as he came out of his thoughtful state. 

“Who’s the song about Eddie?” You hoped that with how much he’d already shared with you he would finally let you in on the secret. 

“It doesn’t matter” He said, dashing your hopes to answer what was quickly becoming your biggest curiosity. Leaning back into his seat, Eddie grabbed the keys from his pocket and was quick to turn the van on and pull out of the driveway. 

“It matters to me!” You argued, yet again throwing your hands up in frustration “I’m your best friend I really ought to know, besides you just shared all this romantic crap you’d do for the girl, I think you can tell me who she”

“You really wanna know?” Usually when Eddie asked leading questions like this he’d do so dramatically, side eyeing you with a knowing smirk. But right now he was frowning, keeping his eyes locked on the road ahead.  

“Yes I really, really, wanna know” You answered, clasping your hands together in mock begging. 

“I’ll tell you but you gotta promise not to say anything until I get a chance to explain myself” He took one hand off the wheel and extended his pinky. 

“I promise” You said as you linked your own pinky with his and completed his childish ‘pinky promise’. 

“I, I wrote the song about you” His words nearly knocked the wind out of you, you found yourself tempted to speak but you forced yourself to stay silent and wait for his explanation like you’d promised. “And I know, I know its fucked up to be crushing on your best friend when shes dating someone else. I get that, and I’m sorry I didn’t even want to tell you it was a love song because I know you’d ask more questions. I know you’re with Billy, I know that's not gonna change over some silly love song it’s just, I’ve seen the way he treats you and it's shitty, he’s a shitty boyfriend and you deserve so much better. I’m not saying I deserve you, I don’t, I’m saying you deserve better and I wish you’d realize that”

You stared at him, star struck by his sudden confession and fast paced explanation. You’d be lying if you said you’d never thought of him the same way, hell you had a massive crush on him before Billy moved to town but he’d never shown any sort of interest in you. You’d also be lying if you said you’d completely moved on from your crush, Eddie was the one you thought of whenever Billy would ignore you after a fight, whenever Billy would lose his temper and shout awful things at you, Eddie was always the person your mind drifted to for comfort. And yes you could admit he made good points about Billy, about the way he treated you, and yes you could also admit the thought of leaving him over it was one you’d been having a lot lately. 

“You can say something now” Eddie's voice was wavering, he sounded terrified as he glanced over at you. 

“I, I” You stammered, mind racing with no idea of what to say next. There were a million things you wanted to tell him but you couldn’t quite figure out how to start. 

“Its ok if you don’t want to hang out with me anymore, I get it I know I made it awkward and I wouldn’t blame you if you needed space” Eddie was quick to fill the silence with his own worry “you can yell at me or lecture me or say whatever you need to say but please just say something so I know what you’re thinking”

“I really like you Eddie” You finally breathed out, “Like I really like you, and I have for a long time. I just thought you’d never feel the same way and suddenly Billy was here and he was showing interest in me so I thought I’d move on. And I did, for a while I moved on and everything was fine because we were still friends and I had Billy, and shit he was great at first. But you’re right, when you say he treats me shitty, you’re right.”

It was Eddie's turn now to sit in stunned silence, hands gripping the steering wheel tightly as he focused on what you were saying. 

“I should’ve left him when he first started acting like that, but I thought there was no one else who’d actually like me, and his apologies were always so sweet it made me feel guilty for ever being angry in the first place” You said, voice cracking a bit as the thoughts you’d been avoiding were finally brought to the forefront of your mind. “I was stupid for letting it get to this point, stupid for letting his apologies make up for the fact he never changes, stupid for letting him treat you the way he does”

“You’re not stupid” Eddie was quick to comfort you, taking on hand off the wheel to tightly grip yours. “He’s stupid for treating you like shit, don’t forget that. He’s the one who fucked up Y/N”

“Why didn’t you confront me sooner?” You held onto him like a lifeline as you waited for an answer. 

“I thought you’d hate me” 

“Eddie, I could never hate you!” You were quick to retort only for him to cut you off

“You could, I’ve, well, I’ve met plenty of guys like Billy before and I’ve seen plenty of people try and confront their girls about shit like this” Eddie was choosing his words carefully, you didn’t quite know why but you had a sense that issues like this hit close to home. He’d never fully explained why he was living with his uncle, never told you about his parents aside from a quick anecdote but you knew how he felt about his dad and you were starting to get a better understanding as to why Eddie hated Billy as much as he did. It wasn’t something Eddie would ever fully admit but you had guessed, and now knew for sure, that when Eddie said he’d met guys like Billy he more than likely meant his dad. 

“Guys like that are good at making anyone who points out their bullshit look like the asshole” Eddie continued “I didn’t want to risk Billy spinning my confrontation into some sort of attack, I didn’t wanna risk you cutting me off and being stuck with him”

“I’m sorry I made you feel like you couldn’t talk to me” You were crying again, squeezing Eddie's hand tightly as he turned into your driveway. 

“It’s not your fault Y/N, seriously I should’ve said something sooner” Eddie turned to look at you after he put the van in park, leaning in closely again as he brought his free hand up to cup your face. “I’m the one who should be sorry, and I am”

“Eddie,” You weren’t sure what to say, so much had changed over the course of one short ride and what to do next was a mystery. 

“Look I don’t expect you to leave him for me or anything like that, I don’t want to fuck up your life or make shit harder for you” He was rambling again “I shoulda said something sooner, I shoulda stepped up and told him to fuck off the moemnt he started yelling and I’m sorry I didn’t. Fuck I’m real fucking sorry, I wasn’t the kinda friend you needed and I just want you to know I care about you and I don’t expect anything outta this”

You bit your lower lip, taking in a deep breath before darting forward and placing a chaste kiss to his cheek making him abruptly fall silent. 

“I know” It’s all you needed to say to make a look of utter relief wash across his face “You’re an amazing friend Eddie and I really care about you too”

He remained silent, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he watched you closely. 

“I don’t know what’ll happen next but I know I’m done with Billy's bullshit” You said, eyes drifting over to stare at your front door, mind already racing with what exactly you’d say when you called Billy. “If you’re not done dealing with all my bullshit after the dust settles, you think maybe, we, well, maybe we could give it a try?”

“You asking me out?” Eddie asked with a smirk, already easing back into his usual goofy self. 

“I guess I am, though you’re gonna have to wait a bit if you accept” Your tears stopped falling as a smile blossomed on your face. A mix of guilt, joy, fear and uncertainty were playing inside your head but all you wanted to focus on was the boy in front of you and the way his hand felt on your own. 

“For you?” Eddie's smirk faded into the most genuine smile you think you’d ever seen. “I’d wait a million years, maybe a billion if you’re paying for dinner”

“God you’re a dork” You chuckled at Eddie's typical theatrical answer, it was just the right thing to help soothe your worries. He was good at that, always knowing how to cheer you up. “I’ll pay for dinner but you’re covering the next date” 

“What I’m hearing is there's gonna be a second date?” You both fell into a fit of giggles at that, the mood was light and playful and exactly the kind of comforting atmosphere you needed. 

“Maybe even a third if you act like a gentleman” You teased

“What’re you talking about, I’m always a gentleman” Eddie faked offense but he couldn’t hold back his smile for long. The two of you sat in the van for a long while, just enjoying each other's presence before you spoke again. 

“I still have to call Billy. He’s not going to be happy” You winced as Eddie's smile started to drop again. “Will you, Will you come in and sit with me while I call him?”

“Of course” Eddie said, squeezing your hand tight before moving to get out of the van. You took a deep breath in and let out a long sigh as you watched him walk quickly around the front of the van to open your door for you. 

“See, always a gentleman” He said smirking as he held out his hand to you. You took and held it tightly as you stepped out of the van, never letting go of it as you made your way towards the front door. This would be difficult, Billy wasn’t the kind of person to just walk away without a fight but you knew that you wouldn’t give in. You wouldn’t be won over with gifts and sugar sweet apologies again, you would stand your ground. With Eddie in your corner you could manage this. 

As if reading your mind Eddie gave your hand yet another reassuring squeeze, he was with you and no matter what mess came tomorrow you could face it together. 

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I loved this series 🥹

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Aww that’s so sweet!! It was so much fun to write, im rly glad you enjoyed it 🥰

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Intro Song

So we all remember Billy Hargrove's iconic entrance in season 2, with 'Rock You Like a Hurricane' by Scorpions playing in the background. Eddie Munson's first appearance was backed by 'I Was a Teenage Werewolf' by the Cramps. Both songs fit the character and told the audience who they were and what to expect from their characters.

Well my friends have been discussing what our intro songs would be, mines 'Welcome Princess of Hell' by Mercyful Fate, I mean I'm a weird goth girl so it's an easy choice.

what I wanna know what y'all would pick as ur intro songs?

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Band Practice, Eddies ending

Summary: You're dreading the conversation you'll have to have with Billy later but first you've got to get through a conversation with Eddie and he's got a lot he wants to say to you.

Word count: 3.1k

Warnings: Swearing, discussions of abusive relationships

A/N: The way I portray Billy/readers relationship with him is a lot darker than in the other parts so I wanted to say up front that this isn't the same Billy I wrote for in Billys ending. This is a different take on a potential relationship with him and I don't want it to seem like the Billy ending is just reader staying with an abuser because that's never something I want to portray as good or romantic.

Tags: : @spacedaddydinn

part 1 part 2 Billy Ending

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“Does he always treat you like that?” Eddie didn’t even wait for you to close the car door before his interrogation began, you’d been foolish enough to think that just because rehearsal had gotten back on track after Billy left you could avoid Eddie's questions. 

You didn’t answer immediately, taking your time closing the car door and getting comfortable in your seat before turning to face him. His worried expression instantly killed any hopes that this could be a normal, relaxing drive.

“No, not always” You shrugged, Billy had a bad temper that was simply a fact you’d had to come to terms with in your relationship. Sure coming to terms with it didn’t mean it’d stopped bothering you, far from it actually. You wouldn’t admit it but each fight seemed to escalate a little further than the one before, his shouting always a little louder and his words always a little harsher. “He’s just territorial I guess”

“He shouldn’t get to act territorial over you like you’re just something he owns Y/N” Eddie still hadn’t put his keys in the ignition and all you wanted was to get home already. There was still that phone call you owed Billy and that was certainly not going to be an easy conversation, it’d be even worse if you called later than he expected you too. 

“It’s not a big deal Eddie, really, he’s just like that sometimes” You huffed, turning away from him to escape that worried, pitying look on his face. 

“Look I’ve tried to keep out of it cause I know it’s not my place to say shit but seriously he’s fucked up” Eddie was leaning closer now, trying to get you to look at him again. He still didn’t make a move to start the car. “He’s fucked up and the way hes treating you is fucked up”

“I told you he’s not like that all the time, he just has a bad temper and he’s been working on it” You defended Billy but you knew Eddie had a point, you knew Billy's behavior was an issue but he’d told you he’d work on it, he’d promised. 

“He shouldn’t act like that at all, I don’t get why you put up with it” Eddie kept going, he wouldn't let up until you started actually listening to what he was trying to tell you. “If anyone else talked to you like that, hell if I talked to you like that you’d lose your shit. Why’s he different?”

“I don’t know” You said, shrugging your shoulders, still refusing to turn and face Eddie. 

“Bullshit” Eddie sounded almost angry now, angry and tired. “That's bullshit and you know it”

“It’s not his fault he’s fucked up Eddie ok!” You said throwing up your hands in frustration “His life is shit, his dad, well his dads an asshole and it’s not his fault that he gets like that so often!”

“His life’s shit so that gives him the right to treat you like shit?” Eddie still sounded angry, you knew it was directed at you but it still made you flinch and shrink inwards. “Sorry but that's bullshit and you know it”

“Ok Eddie fine, you got me. I hate the way he treats me when he’s angry and I dread going out in public with him because I know somethings bound to set him off at some point and I’m gonna have to talk him off a ledge. But what do you want me to do about it?” You finally turned to look at him, he was closer than you expected. “I’m not exactly an angel myself, I put up with his shit because he puts up with mine.”

“You’re far fucking better than that asshole”  Eddies voice instantly lost any semblance of anger and suddenly sounded soft, sweet and almost sad. “You deserve someone who doesn’t just put up with you, and you definitely deserve someone who doesn’t treat you like shit” 

“Yea I’m not so sure about that” You said, trying to laugh off the tears you could feel building up in your eyes. Despite your best efforts to play off how hard Eddie's words had hit, the tears were already starting to fall. You jumped a bit when Eddie brought his hand up to cup your face, gently brushing away some of the tears with his thumb.

“I am” His voice was still soft, the feeling of his cold rings against your cheek helping to ground you in the moment as your mind raced a million miles a minute. “Listen to me Y/N, you deserve someone who’ll treat you like a goddamn princess” 

You giggled at this, the tension easing a bit as both of you shared a small smile. 

“That's pretty cheesy Eddie” You said, your smile growing as he laughed at himself with you. “When’d you get to be such a softie”

“I’ve always been a romantic you just haven’t noticed” He chuckled as he swiped his thumb across your cheek once more. “Don’t go around telling anybody though, I’ve got a reputation to uphold”

“Oh I almost forgot, you’re the tough metalhead with no emotions whatsoever right?” You leaned into his hand a bit as you teased him. He rolled his eyes at your comment but laughed nonetheless. “Your secrets safe with me, I won’t tell anyone that you’re a cheesy dork with a weird romantic side” 

“It’s not that weird, come on out of everything about me that's not weird” He argued, attempting to look stern and failing when you started giggling. “Seriously it’s not weird that I think you deserve to be treated nicely”

“I think your exact words were ‘like a princess’, thats a bit dorkier than just saying ‘treated nicely” 

“What can I say I have a way with words, it’s why none of the weird songs Gareth and Jeff write get performed live” He said, shrugging his shoulders before moving his hand away from your face and beginning to idly play with a strand of his hair. 

“How would you even treat a girl like a princess?” You slumped back in your seat, getting comfortable and leaning towards Eddie. “Bow whenever you see her? Call her ‘your highness’?”

The two of you shared yet another laugh at this. 

“No it’s more like, holding doors open for her and always walking her to class” Eddie’s laughter died out as he started explaining, his expression shifting into something more thoughtful. “Always being there, taking care of her and supporting her however you can. Like, for example, if I were Billy I would be at the front of that stage every friday night cheering you on. I’d bring you food or something sweet like that after band practice. I’d try my best to get along with your friends cause I know how important they are to you. I’d never stop bragging about the fact that you’re my girl, not just grabbing you or shit like he does to try and act like he owns you.” 

“Sounds like you thought about this a lot” You commented, looking over at Eddie who was still seemingly deep in thought and toying with a strand of hair. You liked seeing him like this, so focused on whatever he was doing or saying. It was rare but whenever you spotted him working on a new song or sewing a patch onto his vest and he got into this focused state it made your heart almost skip a beat. Seeing him like that now, talking about how he would treat you like a princess, left you blushing a deep red. You hoped the darkness outside the van helped hide that.  “Whoever you wrote that song about is a very lucky girl” 

He just nodded, offering you a smile as he came out of his thoughtful state. 

“Who’s the song about Eddie?” You hoped that with how much he’d already shared with you he would finally let you in on the secret. 

“It doesn’t matter” He said, dashing your hopes to answer what was quickly becoming your biggest curiosity. Leaning back into his seat, Eddie grabbed the keys from his pocket and was quick to turn the van on and pull out of the driveway. 

“It matters to me!” You argued, yet again throwing your hands up in frustration “I’m your best friend I really ought to know, besides you just shared all this romantic crap you’d do for the girl, I think you can tell me who she”

“You really wanna know?” Usually when Eddie asked leading questions like this he’d do so dramatically, side eyeing you with a knowing smirk. But right now he was frowning, keeping his eyes locked on the road ahead.  

“Yes I really, really, wanna know” You answered, clasping your hands together in mock begging. 

“I’ll tell you but you gotta promise not to say anything until I get a chance to explain myself” He took one hand off the wheel and extended his pinky. 

“I promise” You said as you linked your own pinky with his and completed his childish ‘pinky promise’. 

“I, I wrote the song about you” His words nearly knocked the wind out of you, you found yourself tempted to speak but you forced yourself to stay silent and wait for his explanation like you’d promised. “And I know, I know its fucked up to be crushing on your best friend when shes dating someone else. I get that, and I’m sorry I didn’t even want to tell you it was a love song because I know you’d ask more questions. I know you’re with Billy, I know that's not gonna change over some silly love song it’s just, I’ve seen the way he treats you and it's shitty, he’s a shitty boyfriend and you deserve so much better. I’m not saying I deserve you, I don’t, I’m saying you deserve better and I wish you’d realize that”

You stared at him, star struck by his sudden confession and fast paced explanation. You’d be lying if you said you’d never thought of him the same way, hell you had a massive crush on him before Billy moved to town but he’d never shown any sort of interest in you. You’d also be lying if you said you’d completely moved on from your crush, Eddie was the one you thought of whenever Billy would ignore you after a fight, whenever Billy would lose his temper and shout awful things at you, Eddie was always the person your mind drifted to for comfort. And yes you could admit he made good points about Billy, about the way he treated you, and yes you could also admit the thought of leaving him over it was one you’d been having a lot lately. 

“You can say something now” Eddie's voice was wavering, he sounded terrified as he glanced over at you. 

“I, I” You stammered, mind racing with no idea of what to say next. There were a million things you wanted to tell him but you couldn’t quite figure out how to start. 

“Its ok if you don’t want to hang out with me anymore, I get it I know I made it awkward and I wouldn’t blame you if you needed space” Eddie was quick to fill the silence with his own worry “you can yell at me or lecture me or say whatever you need to say but please just say something so I know what you’re thinking”

“I really like you Eddie” You finally breathed out, “Like I really like you, and I have for a long time. I just thought you’d never feel the same way and suddenly Billy was here and he was showing interest in me so I thought I’d move on. And I did, for a while I moved on and everything was fine because we were still friends and I had Billy, and shit he was great at first. But you’re right, when you say he treats me shitty, you’re right.”

It was Eddie's turn now to sit in stunned silence, hands gripping the steering wheel tightly as he focused on what you were saying. 

“I should’ve left him when he first started acting like that, but I thought there was no one else who’d actually like me, and his apologies were always so sweet it made me feel guilty for ever being angry in the first place” You said, voice cracking a bit as the thoughts you’d been avoiding were finally brought to the forefront of your mind. “I was stupid for letting it get to this point, stupid for letting his apologies make up for the fact he never changes, stupid for letting him treat you the way he does”

“You’re not stupid” Eddie was quick to comfort you, taking on hand off the wheel to tightly grip yours. “He’s stupid for treating you like shit, don’t forget that. He’s the one who fucked up Y/N”

“Why didn’t you confront me sooner?” You held onto him like a lifeline as you waited for an answer. 

“I thought you’d hate me” 

“Eddie, I could never hate you!” You were quick to retort only for him to cut you off

“You could, I’ve, well, I’ve met plenty of guys like Billy before and I’ve seen plenty of people try and confront their girls about shit like this” Eddie was choosing his words carefully, you didn’t quite know why but you had a sense that issues like this hit close to home. He’d never fully explained why he was living with his uncle, never told you about his parents aside from a quick anecdote but you knew how he felt about his dad and you were starting to get a better understanding as to why Eddie hated Billy as much as he did. It wasn’t something Eddie would ever fully admit but you had guessed, and now knew for sure, that when Eddie said he’d met guys like Billy he more than likely meant his dad. 

“Guys like that are good at making anyone who points out their bullshit look like the asshole” Eddie continued “I didn’t want to risk Billy spinning my confrontation into some sort of attack, I didn’t wanna risk you cutting me off and being stuck with him”

“I’m sorry I made you feel like you couldn’t talk to me” You were crying again, squeezing Eddie's hand tightly as he turned into your driveway. 

“It’s not your fault Y/N, seriously I should’ve said something sooner” Eddie turned to look at you after he put the van in park, leaning in closely again as he brought his free hand up to cup your face. “I’m the one who should be sorry, and I am”

“Eddie,” You weren’t sure what to say, so much had changed over the course of one short ride and what to do next was a mystery. 

“Look I don’t expect you to leave him for me or anything like that, I don’t want to fuck up your life or make shit harder for you” He was rambling again “I shoulda said something sooner, I shoulda stepped up and told him to fuck off the moemnt he started yelling and I’m sorry I didn’t. Fuck I’m real fucking sorry, I wasn’t the kinda friend you needed and I just want you to know I care about you and I don’t expect anything outta this”

You bit your lower lip, taking in a deep breath before darting forward and placing a chaste kiss to his cheek making him abruptly fall silent. 

“I know” It’s all you needed to say to make a look of utter relief wash across his face “You’re an amazing friend Eddie and I really care about you too”

He remained silent, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he watched you closely. 

“I don’t know what’ll happen next but I know I’m done with Billy's bullshit” You said, eyes drifting over to stare at your front door, mind already racing with what exactly you’d say when you called Billy. “If you’re not done dealing with all my bullshit after the dust settles, you think maybe, we, well, maybe we could give it a try?”

“You asking me out?” Eddie asked with a smirk, already easing back into his usual goofy self. 

“I guess I am, though you’re gonna have to wait a bit if you accept” Your tears stopped falling as a smile blossomed on your face. A mix of guilt, joy, fear and uncertainty were playing inside your head but all you wanted to focus on was the boy in front of you and the way his hand felt on your own. 

“For you?” Eddie's smirk faded into the most genuine smile you think you’d ever seen. “I’d wait a million years, maybe a billion if you’re paying for dinner”

“God you’re a dork” You chuckled at Eddie's typical theatrical answer, it was just the right thing to help soothe your worries. He was good at that, always knowing how to cheer you up. “I’ll pay for dinner but you’re covering the next date” 

“What I’m hearing is there's gonna be a second date?” You both fell into a fit of giggles at that, the mood was light and playful and exactly the kind of comforting atmosphere you needed. 

“Maybe even a third if you act like a gentleman” You teased

“What’re you talking about, I’m always a gentleman” Eddie faked offense but he couldn’t hold back his smile for long. The two of you sat in the van for a long while, just enjoying each other's presence before you spoke again. 

“I still have to call Billy. He’s not going to be happy” You winced as Eddie's smile started to drop again. “Will you, Will you come in and sit with me while I call him?”

“Of course” Eddie said, squeezing your hand tight before moving to get out of the van. You took a deep breath in and let out a long sigh as you watched him walk quickly around the front of the van to open your door for you. 

“See, always a gentleman” He said smirking as he held out his hand to you. You took and held it tightly as you stepped out of the van, never letting go of it as you made your way towards the front door. This would be difficult, Billy wasn’t the kind of person to just walk away without a fight but you knew that you wouldn’t give in. You wouldn’t be won over with gifts and sugar sweet apologies again, you would stand your ground. With Eddie in your corner you could manage this. 

As if reading your mind Eddie gave your hand yet another reassuring squeeze, he was with you and no matter what mess came tomorrow you could face it together. 

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Heyy I'm dealing with a kinda sad family event right now so I'm sorry it's taking me so long to get Eddies ending to band practice posted. Just wanted to give a lil update and let y'all know I'll hopefully have it out by friday/saturday

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Band Practice, Billy's ending

Summary: You get a chance to have a long awaited conversation with Eddie on the ride back from band practice but all you can think about is what you're going to say to Billy when you get home.

Word Count: 3.5k

warnings: Swearing

A/N: I'm not sure I did Billy justice the way I intended to with this one, I may end up doing another small oneshot just because this man has been on my mind 24/7 since I posted the first part

Tags: @spacedaddydinn (if you want to be tagged in the Eddie ending lemme know and I'll add you)

part 1 part 2

~~~~ You were leaning against Eddie's van, waiting for him to finish up his conversation with the guys and enjoying the cool night air. It’d been a long night and you were more than ready for a relaxing drive home and a good night's sleep, though you knew there was still that phone call to Billy standing between you and passing out in your bed. Thinking about it made you frown, you didn’t know what you were going to say to him but you knew you couldn’t just end the night without at least smoothing things over with him. Previous unresolved fights with Billy had left you unable to fall asleep for days until you’d talked it out, you just couldn’t rest knowing that he was upset with you. Especially when you knew he didn’t really have anyone else to talk to about all the shit he had to put up with, thinking about him shouldering all that bullshit alone and in silence made your heart ache. Even in the midst of some pretty rough fights you still cared about him so deeply that it kept you up at night. You couldn’t really explain it to anyone, at least not in a way that would make sense. You just loved him, simple as that. You loved the way he smiled whenever he saw you, the way he’d absentmindedly ran his fingers through your hair whenever you sat next to him, the way he always had to be holding onto you in some way like he was scared you’d disappear if he let you go. From an outsider's perspective you could see why your relationship didn’t make sense, it was hard to see Billy being a loving person. But you knew Billy better than anyone else, probably better than he knew himself, and you could see just how much he loved you in his every little action. Sure he was bold when it came to kissing you and wrapped his arm around your waist whenever possible but the ways he really showed his love for you were far more subtle. Walking you to class everyday even if it made him late to his own, always ensuring he had your favorite mixtape playing whenever he picked you up, keeping every gift you’d ever given him on display in his room like trophies, so many small little actions that anyone else would probably miss. That’s how Billy showed he loved you and you loved him for each little subtle reminder he provided. 

“You ready to go?” Eddie's question snapped you out of your thoughts. You looked up to realize he’d wrapped up his conversation with the guys and carefully packed his guitar away in the van. 

“Yup, you got Ride the Lightning ready?” You asked, smiling as Eddie opened the passenger side door for you. 

“You know it” He returned your smile warmly, shutting the door behind you before rushing to get in the driver's seat. You spotted the cassette already sitting on the dashboard, watching as Eddie made quick work of getting it started. “It’s been ready and waiting for another one of our concerts for a while”

“It’s been a while since we put on one of our stellar performances hasn’t it?” You said softly as Eddie started backing out of the driveway, leaning over to place his arm behind your seat. 

“I was starting to worry we wouldn’t ever get an encore” He took his eyes off the rear window to look at you, still leaning in close. He looked almost sad as he spoke, it made your smile falter a bit as guilt started to pick away at you. 

“That’s stupid, you really think I’d give up on our dynamic dou?” You laughed, hoping to avoid a deeper, more emotional conversation. 

“I don’t know Y/N, for a while there it looked like you were leaving me in the dust” He leaned back into his own seat as he started driving towards your house, not going his usual over the top speeds as he wanted to make the drive last as long as he could. “With how you’ve been acting I don’t think it’s stupid to worry about you”

“Eddie, do you really think I’d ditch you like that?” You slumped in your seat, realizing that a deeper conversation was unavoidable. 

“You stopped hanging out with me, stopped hugging me, nearly stopped talking to me too. What else am I supposed to think?”

“I still hang out with you Eddie, and we’re talking right now” You said but you knew he had a point. Eddie had always been a sore spot for Billy and without really realizing it you’d started to let it affect your friendship. 

“Band practice doesn’t count as us hanging out” He was frustrated now “When was the last time you were over at my place, like two months ago? Three even?”

“Ok you have a point” You let out a deep sigh, you felt like shit. “I’m sorry Eddie, I’ve been a shitty friend to you and it’s not fair”

“What did I do?” Boy did that question make you feel even worse

“You didn’t do anything Eddie, you’ve been amazing actually. I seriously can’t believe you haven't blown up on me about this and ditched my ass” You said, you were being honest too. Why he was still around and still so calm when confronting you was surprising “I’ve just been too caught up in my own relationship to realize im treating my best friend like garbage”

“Seriously, why are you with that guy?” Eddie changed the topic suddenly

“I love him, Eddie, he doesn't always act like an asshole. Usually he’s sweet, and thoughtful and he's just bad at showing it” You were quick to defend Billy “Besides you guys obviously don’t like each other so of course he’s not going to be his best self around you”

“But why doesn’t he like me?” Eddie asked, voice raising a bit with pent up frustration 

“I don’t know! You guys like the same music, you both hate Hawkins and I expected you to be at least ok with each other but its just, “ You paused before continuing 

“It’s just what Y/N?”

“I think he's jealous of you, of our friendship” You admitted “He’s not good with people, not good at opening up and making actual friends either. I don’t think he’s ever even had a best friend before, so it’s easy to see why the friendship we have would set him off”

“Hargroves jealous of me?” Eddie was laughing now, apparently your answer was enough for him and you could get back to a normal goofy conversation. 

“You don’t get to go spreading that around!” You laughed along, though you were serious about not wanting Eddie to tell anyone about what you’d shared. 

“My lips are sealed, it’ll remain our little secret that Billy goddamn hargrove is Jealous of Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson” He was laughing even harder now, it was infectious and you found yourself doubling over in a fit of giggles. It was one of those ridiculous moments between friends where the joke itself wasn’t super funny but you still found yourselves laughing your asses off. 

“Speaking of secrets” You said as you fought to stop laughing “You seriously gotta tell me who the songs are about!”

“I’d much rather let it remain a mystery” Eddie said as his laughter slowly died out 

“But not knowing is torture” You slumped down in your seat to exaggerate your words 

“That's the point dumbass” Eddie was laughing again 

“Seriously though, who's the song about?” As funny as Eddie was being you wanted to know

“Guess, if you get it right I might consider telling you” Eddie said with a smirk

“Ok give me a hint” You sat up straight, excited to start guessing 

“Well you know the person”

“I know a lotta people, you gotta give me more than that” You argued, hoping for further hints

“They’re really badass and smoking hot”

“I don't really think that's helpful either” You chuckled “You’re less helpful than Gareth sometimes”

“Oh you wound me” He dramatically clutched his chest making you laugh even harder. “What kind of hint are you looking for”

“What do they look like?” You asked hoping for some more useful details

“Metal as hell, thats as close to a description as I can give” He offered

You sat there pondering for a moment, there weren’t that many people that fit Eddie's description of metal that you knew. You felt like the answer was obvious but just out of reach. 

“Stumped?” Eddie asked as he turned onto your street 

“Totally” you answered as you watched your house slowly come into view “Can’t you just tell me? What harm would it do if I knew your crush? I promise I won’t tease you about it, at least not a lot”

“It’d be the end of the fucking world if I told you who I liked” Eddie answered, sounding suddenly far more serious than before. He pulled into your driveway and put the van in park. 

“I think you’re being dramatic” you laughed awkwardly, unsure why his tone had shifted so suddenly “Eddie no crush, no matter how embarrassing, could ever be the end of the world. You’re stuck with me whether you like it or not and no stupid crush is gonna get rid of me”

“I don’t know about that” Eddie was still dead serious, “I might tell you, sometime in the future when the worlds not at stake”

“I hope that's soon, I’m really curious” you said smiling softly, relieved when he finally returned your smile with one of his own 

“I hope so too” he was smiling but he sounded sad 

“Well for now I’ve got a boyfriend to call and a comfy bed calling my name, I’ll see ya soon Eddie” You said grabbing your bag and hopping out of the van 

“Right, see you soon Y/N” You watched as he backed out of the driveway and you saw his smile fall as soon as you were out of the van. It worried you, Eddie usually shared even his stupidest most embarrassing secrets with you and now he suddenly decides to get secretive. But you had too much on your plate to dwell on it long, you brushed the thoughts aside as you hurried into your house. 

Once you were inside you leaned back against the door and took a deep breath, needing a moment to yourself before you went to call Billy. You’d known a relationship with Billy would be a difficult one before he’d asked you out, You'd known that he came with more baggage than most people and that it would take a lot of effort to make things work with him. But you also knew he was worth it, even in the midst of screaming matches and the silent treatment that followed, you knew Billy was more than worth the effort. The way his eyes softened whenever he saw you, the way he made you feel like the only girl in the world with a simple kiss and the way he was able to say ‘I love you’ through a million little actions let you know that Billy was someone you’d go to the ends of the earth to help. Even if he couldn’t quite say it outloud you knew he would do the same for you. With your thoughts somewhat collected you made your way up to your room, trying to decide on just what to say to him. All of those thoughts were suddenly stopped when you opened your bedroom door to find Billy asleep on your bed. Shaking your head and smiling softly to yourself you made your way over to him.

“Hey, hey Billy” You muttered softly as you gently shook his arm “Billy honey wake up”

“Wh, what time is it?” he grumbled, still half asleep as he started to slowly open his eyes 

“It’s just a little after 8” You answered smiling down at him as he started to wake up a bit more “You almost scared me half to death, I didn’t see your car in the driveway”

“Parked down the street, wanted to surprise you” He mumbled, slowly sitting up and rubbing his face to wake himself up fully. “Didn’t mean to fall asleep like that”

“Aren’t you romantic?” You teased him as you moved over to your closest to kick off your shoes and drop your bag. “I told you I was gonna call you, you didn’t have to sneak into my room to talk to me”

“I wanted to talk in person, I can’t say the shit I gotta say over the phone” He answered, watching as you moved over to your vanity and made quick work of wiping off the remains of your makeup. As hot as your heavy metal makeup was if Billy was being honest he always preferred you without it. You were beautiful, just plain beautiful and he was starting to worry he was going to fuck up the one good thing in his life if he didn’t suck it up and talk to you. 

“What do you have to say?” You asked, finally making your way over to sit beside him on the bed. Instantly he reached for your hand, intertwining your fingers and holding tight. 

“I’m, I’m sorry for fucking up your rehersal” He let out a huff, it was obvious he was struggling to get this out without muttering and you squeezed his hand for reassurance. It seemed to help as he continued to talk “I’m sorry I yelled at you over a dumb song, and I’m sorry I called Munson a freak”

“Why do you hate him so much?” You asked, hoping he’d be willing to have an actual conversation instead of brushing everything under the rug with an apology. 

“He’s too close to you” Billy looked away from you as he answered “You’re my girl Y/N, he doesn’t have the right to act like he does”

“Act like what?” You were pretty sure you knew the answer

“Act like you’re his” His voice dropped a bit towards that familiar angry tone as he said what you predicted he would. “And it’s not like you discourage him or anything” 

“Billy are you worried I’d leave you for Eddie?” You already knew the answer, Billys slight nod only confirming you guessed right. “I’d never do that to you baby”

Billy still wouldn’t look at you, but he squeezed your hand tightly

“Billy if I wanted to be with Eddie I would be with him and I’m not. I’m right here with you, with my amazing boyfriend who I love more than anyone else” You gently placed your hand on his jaw, slowly moving his head so he was facing you again. “I’d be a real idiot to abandon the most stunning, thoughtful man I’ve ever met. I love you Billy” 

“Love you too” His voice had dropped back to a whisper, sadness overtaking the last remnants of anger in his tone. “I’m sorry, real fucking sorry”

“Thank you for apologizing Billy” You spoke softly, wanting to make it clear you weren’t angry anymore. “Do you understand why I was mad at you when you dropped me off?”

“Cause I tried to make out with you in front of your friends” He muttered out his answer but you didn’t blame him, this stuff was difficult and he was trying. Especially with what he’d just shared about Eddie you couldn't bring yourself to be angry at his behavior. “Which you’ve told me you don’t like and I still did it cause I’m a territorial asshole and shitty boyfriend”

To most people this would sound like a guilt trip but you knew Billy, you knew that the way he spoke revealed much more about what he meant than his words alone. 

 “I’m sorry” His voice was still quiet and laden with guilt.

“It’s ok, just please can you actually mean it this time?” You’d heard this apology before, you knew he meant it each and every time but you wanted him to actually stick by it this time. “I appreciate you apologizing I do but you’ve apologized for this stuff before and it still happens”

“I mean it Y/N, I’m gonna do better” He was still muttering but you knew he was telling the truth, this wasn’t him just trying to placate you. 

“I love you Billy” You leaned forward to kiss him, gently cupping his face with your free hand as he leaned into the kiss. He didn’t try to deepen the kiss or take it further, instead he kept it light and soft. This was a level of tenderness Billy only displayed at night during these soft, whispered conversations. You hummed lightly as you felt Billy wrap his arm around you and pull you tight against him, breaking the kiss to bury his face in your shoulder. 

“I love you Y/N” He was so quiet now, he always got quiet when he was vulnerable “I don’t know why this shits so hard, I want to be good for you I do, but I just,”

“It’s ok Billy” You placed a soft kiss on his temple and held him tighter “I know you’re trying, I notice how much better you’ve gotten with stuff like this and I appreciate it more than you know. I don’t say it enough but it means the world to me that you’re putting in all this effort for me.”

“I feel like I’m not enough” Hearing that whispered confession nearly broke your heart 

“Billy baby you’re more than enough, You’re incredible, you’re everything I could ever ask for” You were quick to reassure him, gently lifting him from your shoulder so you could look him in the eye. “Billy I love you so very much, I love you for trying, I love you for all the progress you’ve made, I love you because you do things like park halfway down my street just so you can surprise me like this. You’re amazing in so many ways”

Billy didn’t say anything, he just leaned forward and kissed you. This time he deepened the kiss quickly, moving one hand to your lower back as the other found its way to the side of your face. You kissed back passionately, holding onto him tightly as the last of your anger and frustration melted away. You knew there was still a long way to go until Billy stopped picking fights with Eddie, a long way to go until Billy stopped having a problem with all the time you spent at band practice, a long way to go until all the little things that made your relationship seem so hard at times were resolved. But right now, with Billy holding you so gently as you lost yourself in his kiss, nothing mattered to you except the moment you were sharing together. The fight at practice faded into the background, Eddie's bizarre secrecy over the song ceased to matter, everything and anything that wasn’t about Billy and how soft his lips felt against your own meant nothing. These were the moments that proved just how far the two of you had come together and these were the moments that only strengthened your desire to keep fighting to make things work with Billy. It was here, in this whispered conversations and heartwarmingly soft embraces, that you were able to see Billy clearly. It was here that Billy dropped his defensive act, his territorial behavior and any survival instincts life had forced him to learn far too young, and here you could see the man you loved more than you’d ever be able to express. You felt honored each time Billy showed himself to you like this, knowing he had never before been able to trust someone with this level of vulnerability and if you were being honest with yourself you too had never trusted anyone the way you trusted Billy. 

“I ever tell you that you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen?” Billy asked briefly

pulling away from the kiss, his eyes were sparkling a bit with tears but his lips were pulled up into the brightest smile you’d ever seen.

“I ever tell you that you’re the most handsome man I’ve ever seen?” You asked, relishing in the honey sweet sound of Billy's small chuckle. You moved your hand upwards to gently play with his curls as he pulled you back in to resume the kiss simultaneously tugging you closer until you were sitting in his lap. He had his arms wrapped tightly around your waist, as if he couldn’t get you close enough. It was one of his small, subtle, ways of saying ‘I love you’, ‘I need you’ and you responded by holding onto him just as tightly, still gently playing with his hair. As if reading each other's minds the two of you moved to lay down, not breaking the kiss for a second. As you let yourself melt into the feeling of the kiss, of Billy's arms still wrapped around you keeping you pressed close against him, all you could think about was how much you loved him and how perfect everything was in this one enchanting moment.

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ok so I'm hoping to have the Billy ending of my Band Practice story up sometime tomorrow, lemme know if you wanna be tagged. I also wanted to add that my requests are open since I'm rly enjoying writing for these characters and always looking for more ideas

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Oh I also wanted to ask, when it comes to requesting stuff would it be useful if I provided a list of characters I write for and the kind of stuff I will/won't write?

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ok so I'm hoping to have the Billy ending of my Band Practice story up sometime tomorrow, lemme know if you wanna be tagged. I also wanted to add that my requests are open since I'm rly enjoying writing for these characters and always looking for more ideas

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Band practice pt.2

summary: When your boyfriend Billy visits you during band practice to find you alone with Eddie he isn't thrilled, things only seem to go downhill from there

word count: 3.7k

warnings: Swearing, unhealthy relationship

A/N: Ok so this isn't the last part cause I couldn't decide who to have the reader end up with so I'm gonna write two endings, one where you end up with billy and the other with Eddie. I definitely didn't expect this to wind up being so long but I'm not complaining lol

In case you stumbled across this part first you can find part 1 here

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Billy had a problem with him since the day they met when he saw just how close the two of you were, Eddie had a problem with Billy since the day they met when he realized just how possessive he was over you. Their relationship had only worsened since, despite your best efforts to smooth things over between the two. 

“Where's the rest of your little club?” Billy was still not trying to hide the anger in his voice as he wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you close to him “Is it just you and Munson out here?”

“The guys are inside, we just stepped out for some air and so I could keep an eye out for when you’d get here” You quickly answered looking up at Billy, but his attention was fully on Eddie. Billy was giving Eddie his classic death glare, tightening his grip around your waist as he watched Eddie try to match the intimidating look as best he could. “You hungry honey? There might still be pizza left over if the guys haven’t eaten it all already” 

“I'm all good dollface, how ‘bout you show me some of your setup instead?” Billy finally turned his head to look at you, glare melting away almost entirely as he gave you a small smile that reassured you that everything just might run smoothly after all. You were excited to show Billy the songs you guys had worked on and hopefully help the group warm up to the idea of Billy being around more. 

“Of course, we haven’t really worked on a ton so far so there's not a lot I can really show off right now” You rambled starting to lead Billy towards the garage’s side door, passing a still silent and stock still Eddie. You’d never seen Eddie so unnervingly still before, none of his usual energy to be found as you looked back at him over your shoulder. “Eddie you coming?” 

“I’m taking a smoke break, tell the guys I’ll be in soon” He didn’t bother to turn and look at you when he spoke, just waving you off as he reached for the pack of cigarettes in his back pocket. You felt your heart sink a little as you knew it was your fault Eddie was acting this cold but it was too late to try and fix it as you led Billy back into the garage. 

The guys immediate mood shift when they saw it was Billy with you and not Eddie only made you feel worse.

“Where's Eddie?” Gareth asked, side eyeing Billy 

“He’s taking a smoke break” You answered quickly “Said he’d be in soon”

“Why’s he here?” Gareth asked, the rest of the group still silent, still avoiding looking at you. 

“I just wanted to see my girl, you got a problem with that?” Billy's voice was still dripping with anger, all you wanted was to keep him from starting something with the guys and get through the break without anything awful happening. 

“Just don’t touch the instruments.” Gareth was glaring now, not just at Billy but at the both of you. It made you want to cry, nothing had really happened but somehow everything was going wrong. Thankfully Billy just scoffed at Gareth's comment instead of saying something volatile back. 

“So this is the song we’ve really been focusing on today, we call it Witch's Curse” You said, leading Billy over to your music stand to show him the lyric sheets. “Well I’ve been working on it, the guys can play it perfect but the latin in the chorus kept giving me trouble”

“Witch’s curse?” Billy mused as he picked up the sheet, skimming over the lyrics quickly. “Course Munson would name a song something cheesy like that, lemme guess you guys got one called Zombie Bite or something”

“Don’t be an asshole” You playfully smacked his arm. You knew this was him trying to ease tension, making a joke to get you to relax but he still couldn’t drop his shitty attitude towards Eddie. “I like it, it’s a sick song and I think it’s one of our best so far”

“Whatever you say sweetheart” Billy said, shrugging off your defense of the song. “What’s the latin mean anyway?”

Before you could answer the door opened and Eddie was back. You smiled at him as he shut the door but he just looked right past you as he made his way over to the guys. Just another reminder of how bad you’d fucked up by inviting Billy over. 

“I said, what’s the latin mean?” Billy reiterated his question, a familiar edge to his words letting you know he saw you smiling at Eddie and that he wasn’t too far off from losing his shit. 

“Oh right” You glanced over at Eddie who was now watching your conversation intently with an expression you couldn’t read despite knowing him better than you knew yourself. “I don’t know what it means, I didn’t take latin”

“Really? You’re singing the shit and you don’t even know what it means?” Billy sounded like he didn’t quite believe you but he wasn’t going to outright say it. At least not yet

“I don’t need the translation to sing it right, it sounds cool regardless” Eddie looked relieved that you’d kept his secret, finally turning back to the guys instead of staring you down. “We were practicing a few other songs too, I think they might be a bit more your speed”

Billy was still focused on the lyric sheet in hand as you went to grab the other sheets still resting on your music stand, the air was still laden with tension and you felt like you’d simply die on the spot if it didn’t improve soon. 

“Hey Munson” You froze as soon as Billy said it, stuck in place watching as Eddie looked back over with an expression you could read plain as day. He was pissed and he wasn’t hiding it. 

“What do you want, Hargove?” Eddie shot back, crossing his arms as he continued to glare at Billy

“What’s the latin mean?” Yet again Billy's voice dipped into that gravelly anger and for the first time it was starting to scare you 

“What latin?” Eddie moved closer to you 

“The latin in the fucking song dumbass” Billy was tensing up, straighting his posture and returning Eddies glare with a look of pure aggression. “What’s it mean?”

“Don’t remember” 

“Bullshit” Billys hand started to grip the paper tighter, wrinkling it a fair amount “You seriously expect me to believe you just don’t remember what it means when you wrote the fucking thing?”

“Don’t know what to tell you man, just don’t remember” Eddie shrugged his shoulders, smirking as he saw how angry he was making Billy 

“I know you’re fucking stupid but even you couldn’t be that dumb” Billy had completely crumpled the lyric sheet by now. 

“Billy quit it!” You finally spoke, snapping at your boyfriend. 

“I just wanna know what this freaks got you singing, is that so wrong?” Billy's anger was directed at you now but you didn’t back down. 

“Don’t call him that!” You snapped again, not caring that the guys were staring or that Billy was definitely gonna lose his shit now. “Gimme the paper, you fucking messed it up!” 

“I’ll call him whatever the fuck I want” Billy was shouting now, the sound amplified by the cement walls of the cramped garage “The freaks obviously bullshitting me”

“So what? You don’t give a shit about my music so why the fuck are you throwing a tantrum over one line?” you reached to take the paper out of his hand only for him to pull it out of your reach. 

“I give a shit about your music, why the fuck else would I be spending my night in this shitty garage?” Billy's voice was still rough and loud but you could see his expression soften a bit, he did care about your music and you knew he was doing his best to show it. He just didn’t know how to show he cared in the right way, but he wishes he did, he told you how he wishes he could be better for you during your few softer conversations late into the night where you got him to open up a bit more. It was wrong to throw that in his face but you were past giving a shit at this point.  

“Give me the paper” You said, your voice low and demanding. Billy relented and shoved the paper into your hand before storming out of the garage, slamming the door behind him. All the anger left you at once and despite your best efforts to hold it together you started to cry. Ignoring the stares of the guys and the sounds of Billy shouting off swears outside, you started to flatten out the crumpled paper. 

“He’s not invited back” Gareth said, breaking the silence. You didn’t know if it was him trying to crack a joke or him being genuinely upset with you but either way It only made you cry harder. 

“Not fucking helpful!” Eddie snapped at Gareth, he was obviously still angry and you just broke as he made his way over to your side. You were still doing your best to flatten out the creases in the lyric sheet but it just wasn’t working. “Hey it's ok, I can just rewrite it for you if you can’t read it like that”

“No, it’s not, it’s” You were struggling to form a proper sentence through tears, finally giving up on the lyric sheet. Eddie took over for you, his ringed fingers smoothing over the sheet repeatedly but it just wouldn’t flatten out. “I’m sorry, I, I knew it was a bad idea inviting him”

“It's fine.” 

“No it's not fine!” You snapped, not angry, just frustrated with how calm Eddie was able to sound. You expected him to blow up at you, to kick you out and avoid you for days. It was what you deserved, you ruined the entire practice and he was still being so understanding, you didn’t deserve such an amazing friend after everything that just happened. “I fucked up Eddie, I’m sorry”

“Seriously Y/N it's fine, it's just a piece of paper” He insisted as he abandoned the paper, turning to face you. When he saw just how hard you were crying he instantly pulled you into a hug, not knowing what else to do you hugged him back. As he slowly rubbed your back, muttering its ok into your ear, you felt yourself calm down enough to stop crying. You have no idea what you would do without Eddie in your life, he always knew exactly how to help you and always seemed more than happy to do so. 

“Does he always throw tantrums?” Gareth asked, this time it was clear he was trying to be funny

“Again, not fucking helpful” Eddie said, his voice stern but no longer sounding angry. Despite it all you found yourself giggling at Gareth's comment, pulling away from the hug to find that none of the guys looked angry at you. 

“He’s got a point” You said, sniffling a bit as you started to smile again. 

“Looks like I’m pretty god damn helpful” Gareth laughed at his own comment, the guys laughing a bit too as you broke out into more giggles

“You’ve got your moments I’ll give you that” You said still laughing, feeling your mood lighten even further as you heard Eddie join in the laughter. “Really though, I’m sorry I ruined practice guys. I shoulda known not to invite him, I promise I won’t be bringing him back next time”

“You didn’t ruin practice” Eddie brushed off your worries “He messed up, not you”

“Only thing you ruined was your makeup” Yet another Joke from Gareth that sent the group in a fit of laughter 

“Not helpful!” You mocked Eddie's earlier comment through giggles as Gareth raised his hands in mock defense. 

“You alright?” Eddie asked softly as the guys eased back into their previous conversations. He was looking at you with real concern now

“Yea, yea I’m fine” You answered “You alright?”

“Me? I’m great, perfect actually” Eddie said, chuckling a bit 

“I’m serious man, are you ok?” You insisted “He said, he said really shitty stuff”

“I get called way worse than that on a daily basis, he’s gonna have to dig a little deeper if he wants to fuck with me” Eddie chuckled again, smiling warmly at you. 

“Doesn’t make it ok, rest assured I’m gonna lecture his ass about manners later” As you watched Eddie laugh loudly at your joke you felt yourself starting to blush. You watched the way his curls bounced as he threw his head back, how the corners of his eyes creased when he shut them tight, how his cheeks dimpled as his smile grew. You quickly tore your eyes away, starting to feel more conflicted than happy. Glancing over at the door you knew you had to go talk to Billy, you couldn’t just let him drive off without at least saying goodbye to him. 

“I’ll be right back” You said quickly, making your way over to the door and outside before Eddie could stop you. You found Billy leaning up against the side of his camaro, smoking a cigarette and glaring at nothing in particular. It was dark now but the light above the garage illuminated the driveway just enough for you to see how tense he looked. 

“You come out here to yell at me some more?” Billy let out a long exhale of smoke before dropping the cigarette and stamping it out. 

“I came to talk to you, not yell” You said walking over, leaning against the car next to him. 

“Surprised you’re even out here at all, thought you’d be all over Munson by now” 

“Course I came to you Billy, I’m not just going to let you leave without apologizing” You muttered, you didn’t want to address his comment about Eddie quite yet. At least not while you were still standing in Gareth's driveway. “I shouldn’t have yelled at you like that.” 

“Guess I shouldn’t have yelled at you either” Billy was muttering, he always spoke quietly when he was apologizing. He had no problem being loud when he was angry but when it came to apologies he struggled, though you didn’t hold it against him. You knew it wasn’t entirely his fault that he had a hard time being vulnerable and you knew he was trying. “Just got mad”

“Mad about the latin?” You knew it wasn’t about the latin. 

“Mad about you and Munson keeping secrets” His voice was getting louder, anger sparking up again

“I’m not keeping secrets from you Billy, Eddie just didn’t wanna tell you what it meant” You kept your voice steady and calm “I can’t force him to share stuff and you can’t either, it's not that big a deal”

“Guess so” Billy's voice had dropped back into mumbles 

“I wish you’d give him a chance, it really sucks knowing that my best friend and my boyfriend hate each other and I can’t hang out with my two favorite people without a fight breaking out” You knew this comment ran the risk of getting him mad again 

Billy didn’t get angry but he didn’t say anything either. He just shut his eyes tightly, an expression you were familiar with. He was holding back from saying something he’d regret, a skill he had been working on but still didn’t quite have a grasp on. 

“He’s too close to you” 

“He’s my best friend Billy” You were struggling to keep your voice calm now, this was a fight you’d had many times before and still hadn’t gotten anywhere with. 

“You know what I mean” 

“And you know we’re just friends, I tell you this every time you start this fight” You were starting to lose your patience 

“Not trying to start a fight, just telling you how I feel” His voice was getting louder “Isn’t that what you want? For me to ~share my feelings~ like some kind of bitch? Well I’m sharing my fucking feelings and I feel like he’s too god damn close too you!”

“So what!” You were shouting again, you couldn’t help it 

“So What?” He was shouting now too “So you’re my fucking girl not Munsons so

you oughtta fucking act like it!”

“Billy I swear to god we’ve fucking talked about this!” 

“And yet you still act like this!” He was really angry now

“Act like what?” You were angry too

“Act like you love that fucking freak more than me!” he stood up straight, no longer leaning back on the car as he towered over you. 

“Don't call him that!” you stood up yourself and despite being far shorter than him you still tried to mirror his defensive stance. 

“You’re not denying it!” Billy shouted in mock triumph like he’d caught you in some trap 

“Because it’s such a stupid fucking suggestion it’s not worth ackowledging!” You were nearly screaming now, so lost in your own anger and Billy's glare that you didn’t hear the garage door open

“Hey uh, we’re starting up again!” Gareth shouted from the door. 

“Be right there!” You tried to mask the anger in your voice as you called back, waiting for the door to close again before turning back to Billy. “Look this isn’t getting us anywhere and this certainly isn’t the place for this conversation. Just go home, I’ll get another ride back to my place later and we’ll talk tomorrow.”

“You gonna let Munson drive you home?”

“Billy please” you felt yourself start to deflate again “I’m sorry ok, I’m sorry I make you feel like I don’t love you and I do wanna talk this through but doing it tonights just gonna wind up with us screaming at each other and I can’t handle that”

“Fine.” Billy's answer was sharp but not loud. You watched as he got into his car and started the engine before you walked over to the driver's side window which he reluctantly lowered for you. 

“I’ll call you when I get home” You offered, leaning forward to rest your hand on the side of his face. While he didn’t pull away his expression didn’t soften. “I’m sorry today went so shitty, I really am”

Billy still didn’t speak but his expression was starting to soften. 

“I love you Billy” You continued, leaning forward to press a quick kiss to his lips which he reciprocated but didn’t try to deepen nor did he lean forward to continue it when you pulled away. 

“Love you too” Billy mumbled, not looking at you as you stepped away from the car. You watched him pull out of the driveway and speed off, taking a moment to collect yourself in the silence before rejoining the others in the garage. 

“Everything ok?” Eddie asked, looking up from tuning his guitar as you closed the door behind yourself

“Yea, yeah everythings fine” You answered, running a hand through your hair with a short sigh. You made your way back to the music stand and looked over the crumpled lyric sheet. It wasn’t as bad as it looked before, sure it was wrinkled but you could still read each line clearly. You traced your finger over the latin line slowly, letting out a sad chuckle at how such a short lyric had caused such a big scene. Tragic Irony, it would be funnier if it hadn’t just happened to you but you tried to look on the bright side. Maybe this would be the final time you and Billy had to talk about Eddie, maybe you could put this insecurity of his to rest and actually make some progress with him. 

“Hey Eddie” You turned to face him again, breaking yourself out of your thoughts before you let yourself get upset again. 

“What's up?” He asked, curls falling haphazardly over his face as he quickly looked back up from his guitar. You giggled a bit as he failed to blow them out of the way. 

“Can you uh, can you give me a ride home?” You don’t know why you felt so embarrassed asking him, hell before Billy Eddie had been the one to drive you almost everywhere but now it just felt awkward asking him. 

“I thought, “ Eddie stopped himself, suddenly understanding why you were asking. “Yeah, of course I can drive you home. I’ll even let you pick the music if it’ll help cheer you up”

“You got a copy of Ride The Lightning?” You knew he did, it was the album you always asked him to play when he used to drive you around and you were feeling nostalgic all of a sudden. Those car rides with Eddie were some of the most fun times you’d had together. As lame as it sounds, driving around Hawkins and obnoxiously singing along to each and every song together was amazing. You missed it. A lot. 

“Course I got Ride The Lightning, you really think I wouldn’t have your favorite album ready to go?” He was smiling brightly now, he hadn’t said anything when you started declining his offer to drive you around but he missed those drives too. He missed a lot about the friendship you guys had before Billy, but he knew saying something about it wouldn’t help the already tense situation. So instead he kept his copy of Ride The Lightning on his dashboard, always ready and waiting for you. He wouldn’t admit it, even to himself but He was always ready and waiting for when you would come back, when you would finally realize Billy was an ass and come back to him. 

Despite the disruption, practice ran smoothly for the rest of the night, everyone easily slipping back into a lighthearted mood as you continued to make good improvement with all the songs that weren’t quite perfected yet. But despite the improvements you weren’t able to fully focus on what you were singing, you were caught up by your own racing thoughts. As practice drew closer to ending you felt more and more conflicted. You couldn’t wait for the drive home but you were starting to dread the phone call you’d have to make when you got there. 

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Summary: Being the lead singer of Corroded Coffin had it's pros and cons. Pro, you get to make great music with your best friends. Cons, your boyfriend Billy hates how much of your time rehearsals take up, he especially hates the fact that you're spending that time with Eddie Munson of all people

Word Count: 4.1k

Warnings: Swearing, unhealthy relationship

A/N: ok so uhhh, second time posting my writing,,,, again it's another Part 1 since I seem incapable of writing anything short enough to be a one shot

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Being the lead singer of Corroded Coffin was fun, it meant you got to spend time with your closest friends playing the heaviest music you could manage. It was even better when you started getting gigs down at the hideout playing for an actual live crowd, even if it was just a handful of old drunks. But everything has its pros and cons, even Corroded Coffin. Getting to perform live meant having to practice a hell of a lot more, ever since you guys started the gig you found a major chunk of your free time spent in Gareth's garage rehearsing. You didn’t really mind it, Gareth's mom always provided great snacks, it gave you a chance to chat about whatever campaign you guys were playing through in Hellfire and of course it just meant more time bantering and goofing off with Eddie. But just because you didn’t mind the extra practice sessions didn’t mean no one had complaints, in fact someone had more than a handful of complaints about the whole situation. Your boyfriend Billy was not shy when it came to voicing his opinion and that did not change when he starting commenting on your sudden lack of time to spend with him. To be fair you still spent almost every spare moment with him but that just didn’t seem to be enough. 

“You’re seriously turning me down to hang out with those dorks again” Billy was angry, he always got angry when this subject came up. 

“Billy you knew I had practice today, I’m not turning you down I’m just sticking to my schedule” You said, sighing as he leaned against your bedroom door frame and threw you a harsh glare. Usually that menacing glare was enough to get people to do what Billy wanted but it barely fazed you, it never really had. Billy didn’t intimidate you, it’s the reason he was so intrigued by you in the first place and a major reason he loved you as much as he did. But in moments like these it got on his nerves, not being able to get you to forget your dorky friends in favor of staying with him all day really ticked him off. 

“You know I’m starting to think you just don’t want me around anymore” His glare simmered into a soft, sad expression that struck you with a pang of guilt. “Never make time for me anymore, always talking ‘bout your band, ‘bout him”

This got you up out of your seat, abandoning the homework you were rushing to finish. He lowered his gaze, looking down at the floor as you walked over to him, only increasing the guilt you felt. Raising your hand to his face you gently brought his gaze back up to meet yours and offered him a small smile. 

“Billy, I always want you around. I love you, you know that. There's one more important to me than you, no one ” You spoke softly, gently resting your other hand on his chest. You knew this was another ploy to get you to blow off practice but you could read Billy well enough to know there was also some truth to his words. “But you also know I can’t just skip practice outta the blue, I made a commitment to the band, to practicing. I’m not the kind of girl who just blows off important stuff like that.”

Billy just let an annoyed huff at your words, but his expression softened and you saw his lips start to curl up into a small smile. Keeping your hand on his face you stood up on your tiptoes to kiss him softly, you felt one of his hands wrap around the small of your back to pull you closer as his other hand grasped onto your hand still resting on his chest. You hummed softly as he deepened the kiss, losing yourself a bit in the tenderness of it all. Tender moments were far and few between with Billy and as much as you loved his brash chaotic energy you cherished these small exchanges. But you knew you were on a time crunch, taking one last second to savor the sweet kiss you pulled yourself away, smiling to yourself at the way Billy leaned forwards to chase the kiss. 

“You’re welcome to stay while I get ready” You said, moving back to your desk where you quickly shoved your half finished homework back into your backpack before pulling out your makeup bag. You always practiced in the dramatic makeup you wore on stage, it helped it feel less daunting to wear it on stage. “But it’s only like another 20 minutes, I don’t wanna be late”

“Works for me” Billy agreed, flopping down on your bed before turning to watch as you applied the bold eyeliner, dark shadow and black lipstick with a deft hand. He had to give it to you, you made it look easy and he had to admit he found it really hot. The makeup made you look like one of the heavy metal chicks on his posters, only hotter because it was you wearing it and you were his girl. His girl was a heavy metal chick and that was a fact Billy absolutely thrilled about. He wasn’t so thrilled when you were already packing sheet music and crumpled lyric sheets into a drawstring bag and tying the laces on your beat up sneakers. 

“Alright Billy times up, I gotta get going” You said smiling as you stood up and slung your bag over your shoulder, grabbing your car keys off your bedside table. Billy groaned but didn’t get up. “Come on don’t be an asshole, I gotta go”

“You sure you couldn’t be just a bit late?” Billy asked, propping himself up on his elbows and offering you his trademark mischievous smirk. “I’m sure they’d understand, I mean look at you, who wouldn’t wanna spend some extra time up close and personal with you looking like that”

“I’m not sure Eddie would be thrilled if I showed up late and told him it’s cause my boyfriends got no self control” 

“Don’t need an excuse if you’re not there” Billy countered, his voice deepening low and sultry “You seriously telling me that you’d rather sit in a garage all day than spend some time with your boyfriend?”

“What I’d like to get some practice in before the gig this friday, and trust me Billy I need all the practice I can get” You said rolling your eyes, his antics were always entertaining but had a tendency to get old real fast especially when he dragged them out far too long. “You can crash in my room while I’m gone but I doubt that’d be any fun” 

“I could go with you” 

“I doubt you’d have any fun at practice either” He was officially dragging this out far too long. “You’d just be sitting in the corner listening to our shitty music” 

Billy finally got up from the bed and walked over to you, using the height difference to tower over you. He knew it wouldn’t intimidate you or get you to relent and stay but he still enjoyed seeing just how small you were compared to him. 

“Now babe don’t go talking ‘bout yourself like that, I’m sure you sound lovely” He gently brushed a loose strand of hair behind your ear, leaning in a little closer while doing so “ Is it so wrong that I wanna watch my girl sing in that nice makeup?” 

“Billy,” You hesitated, weighing your options as you took a glance at your alarm clock, it was already 4:45, shit you were going to be late if you didn’t get going now. “Ok listen, we take a break around 6:30ish and we end around 7:45-8ish. If you wanna drive me there you can stop by during the break, and I could give you your own private concert on the drive home”

“Shit dollface you’ve got yourself a deal” Billy said as he broke out in a wide grin, throwing his arm over your shoulders before you both made your way out to his Camaro. You still weren’t exactly sure how you’d explain this to the guys but they’d just have to deal with it if they wanted you there on time. And if you were being honest with yourself, getting to ride with Billy in his camaro was more than worth the complaints you’d be getting from the guys later. 

It didn’t take long to get to Gareths, he lived just a few neighborhoods away and thanks to Billys signature reckless driving you arrived a couple minutes early and somehow both in one piece. From the driveway you got a clear view of the weird looks the guys were shooting you, and you didn’t blame them given how shocked you were when you first saw the way Billy drove. You offered them a small wave and smile, which they reciprocated before going back to tuning their instruments and talking amongst themselves, though a glance was occasionally thrown your way. 

“Thanks babe!” You said cheerfully as you reached for the car door only to feel Billy grip your arm tightly, pulling you back towards him. 

“That anyway to say thank you?” He joked, rolling your eyes you leaned in and kissed him. Like at your house he quickly moved to deepen the kiss, using his grip on your arm to keep you close for just a few moments more before he finally let you push away. 

“Billy!” You felt your cheeks heat up with embarrassment, a quick sideways glance confirmed your fears as all the guys were once again staring at the two of you. 

“What? Can’t I kiss my girl goodbye?” He feigned ignorance, even laughing a bit at you for blushing so aggressively. 

“Not in front of the guys Billy, seriously!”

“But it's so fun getting you all riled up, you look cute when you get all flustered like that '' He went to pull you in again but you forcefully pulled your arm away from his grip making his grin fall into a tight frown. “Hey what's the problem, thought you liked kissing me”

“I like kissing you, I just don’t like making out with you in front of all my friends” You said grabbing your bag and opening the car door but you paused before getting all the way out, you didn’t want the guys to hear this less than stellar conversation. “I told you that already, if you’re gonna act like this you probably shouldn’t be back during break and I’ll find another ride home” 

“Jesus princess, you sure have a fucking attitude today” 

“Billy I’m being serious” You hold yourself back from snapping at him but your annoyance was clear as day to anyone listening, clear as day to the guys who were still staring at you. “I’ve told you this shit like 5 times already. If you wanna make me and my friends uncomfortable just don’t show up,” 

“I’ll be here at 6:30, I’ll visit you during your break like a good boyfriend and then I’ll swing back around at 7:50 to drive you back to your place.” Billy snapped each sentence out with the same restrained harsh voice he used whenever he got angry at you and had to stop himself from saying something worse. Sometimes he didn’t stop himself, sometimes when he started using that voice the things he said kept getting worse until both of you were red in the face and screaming. Usually he’d avoid you for days after only to show up with chocolate or flowers and a sugar sweet apology. You were thankful that today he actually had some self control and didn’t start a screaming match in Gareth's driveway, though you knew he was still a ticking time bomb that you weren’t in any mood to diffuse. 

Instead you just got out of the car and slammed the door shut behind you, as you made your way into the garage you could hear Billy curse and slam his hand against the wheel but you didn’t turn around until you heard the sound of his rumbling engine far off in the distance. As soon as you could no longer hear it you let out a breath and started setting up your music stand with the lyric sheets you’d brought, thankfully one of the guys had already set up the mike for you and even got it at the perfect height. 

“So what song are we starting with? Cause I’d like to go over the chorus in Witch's Curse a couple times, the latin spell part keeps giving me trouble” You ask turning to face the guys who all made a piss poor attempt at hiding the fact they’d still been staring at you, each of them turning their heads to look at something random as you felt the blush creep back up in your face. You knew what they saw, what they possibly heard and that this certainly did not help improve their less than stellar opinions of Billy. 

“Guys?” 

They all looked at you but were clearly avoiding direct eye contact, it was Eddie who quickly swooped in to break the silence and ease some of the tension as he gently put his guitar back onto his stand before making his way over to you. 

“Which parts giving you trouble?” He asked leaning over your shoulder to look at the lyric sheet, his long curly hair falling over your shoulder and nearly onto the sheet of paper. He was overexaggerating how far he had to lean, but Eddie over exaggerated nearly every move he made. It was one of your favorite things about him, how he could so effortlessly make a room full of people burst out laughing or sit in horrified silence as led a session of D&D. You found yourself staring at him as he edged a little closer, squinting his eyes as if he could barely read the large writing on the paper. You giggled at his antics, finding yourself distracted and staring at him, he was so close to you you couldn;t help but feel a little star struck. It felt weird, reacting like a blushing school girl when it was just your best friend leaning over your shoulder. It’d just been so long since Eddie and you had been this close, you guys used to be the kind of friends that would cuddle or roughhouse but after Billy came around it all sort of stopped. You missed it, just being close with your friend. 

“Don’t go zoning out on me man, I can’t be that boring” Eddie laughed as he noticed you staring at him silently “Come on what parts giving you trouble, I can always try and rewrite it for you if its too tricky”

“Oh, uh, no no you don’t have to do that. It’s a great song, it's just the latin line” You said pointing to the lyric in question. “I just have trouble pronouncing it right, I didn’t take Latin” 

“I know, we had Ms. Mortens Spanish class together your freshman year, remember?” you nod, smiling at the memories. “I had to use this shitty latin dictionary for this part so I'm not entirely sure on the pronunciation myself”

“You wrote the song but you can’t pronounce part of the chorus” 

“Hey latin always sounds creepy can’t blame a guy for wanting a dark sounding chorus” He raised his hands in mock defensiveness as you yet again found yourself giggling “just say it however is easiest to say it, I don’t think anyone listening to us will know latin” 

“You make a fair point” You shrug, turning your attention back to the paper as Eddie makes his way back to his guitar, swinging the strap over his head and getting ready to play. 

“Maledictio arescit Sed mea erga te fuit semper verum” You mutter to yourself, repeating it a few times as the guys start going through last minute preparations before playing. 

“Alright guys, Witches Curse from the top!” Eddie shouts, giving you a small smile and brief thumbs up as Gareth starts clashing his drum sticks together in a steady count and on three you burst into song in unison. 

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An hour or so passes and you’ve perfected Witches Curse and a handful of other songs that just needed one or two more play throughs. You were already tired, it was surprising how much energy it took to sing along and keep pace with how fast the guys would play but you found you loved the challenge and the adrenaline rush you got as you continued to nail each note right on beat. It was invigorating but right now all you wanted was a piece of the Pizza Gareth's mom had brought out for you guys and some cold water. 

As you were shuffling around the lyric sheets just to be ready to start right up after break Eddie snuck up behind you, grabbing your shoulder so suddenly you nearly jumped out of your skin. This sent all the lyric papers flying as Eddie burst out laughing, the guys joining in as you scrambled to grab all the papers. Only you weren’t annoyed at all, you were laughing right along with them, just happy to have this moment of ease and humor with your friends. You were still chuckling as you stood back up to set the sheets down, turning then to Eddie who was stifling even more laughter as he held out a slice of pizza on a paper plate for you to take. 

“Thanks man” You took the plate from his hand, hungrily taking a bite. 

“Yea no problem” Eddie said shifting his weight from leg to leg as he stood, he’d never really been able to stay still. “You killed it with the latin by the way, sounded metal as hell”

“Really?” Eddie nodded again, smiling brightly “Shit that's a relief, everytime the chorus came up I was so sure I’d blow it. Latins tricky man, it’s a dead language for a reason” 

“Doesn’t change the fact it sounds sick as hell, Especially when you’re the one singing it” Eddies smile grew wider as he watched your own smile grow “seriously you killed it, I can’t wait to actually watch you sing it on stage”

“What’s it mean by the way?” You asked between bites of the pizza, you’d been curious about the meaning of the words since you first saw the lyrics 

“Oh it's nothing important, just picked out words that I thought would sound cool” He shrugged off your question 

“I call bullshit, you’re really trying to tell me that Eddie Munson, the king of overthinking every last lyric he writes, just picked out random words that looked cool?” You scoffed at this, you had a point after all. Eddie put so much effort into making sure each lyric of his songs had some sort of meaning, he always said the song didn’t sound quite right without a deeper meaning. 

“It’s boring, trust me the song sounds cooler if you don’t know” 

“Again I call bullshit, seriously you gotta tell me” You countered, finishing your slice and setting the paper plate on your music. Crossing your arms over your chest you tried your best to strike some sort of domineering pose. “Come on spill, what's it mean?”

“Ok ok I’ll tell you, just not here” He glanced over his shoulder at the guys who were currently competing to see who could eat the most pizza in under a minute. “Come on” 

Eddie grabbed your hand and led you outside, the sky was just starting to turn pink and orange as sunset was just beginning. Once the garage door was securely shut behind you Eddie glanced around a second time, jokingly ensuring you were safe from evesdroppers. 

“No ones listening Ed no spill!” You giggled at his antics 

“Alright hold your horses sweetheart” He chuckled leaning closer to whisper into your ear. “The curse is withered But my love for you has always been true”

“Are you telling me it’s a love song?” You asked, feigning extreme shock as Eddie leaned back against the wall of the garage already blushing. “Eddie Munson wrote a love song?”

“Yea yea it’s a love song” He waved your mockery off with his hand as if that’d get you to stop prying. “You see why I don’t want the guys hearing that shit?”

“You’re probably right to keep that little detail away from them, I don’t think they really appreciate love songs” You said, still stifling giggles at how embarrassed Eddie was acting “Whose it about?”

“What?”

“Who’d you write the song about?” You asked “Love songs are always written with someone in mind so who’d you write the song about?”

You didn’t think Eddies face could get any redder 

“You got a secret crush Ed’s?” You pried further “Come on who is it? You gotta tell me”

“Nope, my lips are sealed. I shared enough dorky secrets for one day” He said crossing his arms “Sorry Y/N you’ll never know, it’s a secret i'm taking to the grave”

“You won’t even tell your best friend? Come on this is exactly the stuff you’re supposed to tell your best friend, you know I can keep a secret!” You were practically bouncing as your curiosity grew “Please, I’m so fucking curious”

“Curiosity killed the cat you know” Eddie quipped with a smirk 

“Yea but satisfaction brought it back” You countered with a smirk of your own “People always forget that part of the saying”

“Can we drop this for now?” Eddie asked starting to look serious, some of the goofy energy beginning to dissipate 

“Is it Chrissy?” You asked before you could stop yourself “You’ve always had a thing for cheerleaders”

“Me?  A thing for cheerleaders?” Eddie attempted a laugh but his smile continued to fall “never. And I'm never telling you who its about” 

“It’s totally chrissy isn’t it” You said with a triumphant grin

“It’s not chrissy Y/N” Eddie nearly snapped, the jovial mood almost entirely gone now “Seriously can we drop this for now?”

“Eddie it’s just a song and a crush, it can’t be that embarrassing can it?” You wouldn’t drop it, not now when you were so sure you could get the secret out of him 

“Why’re you dating Billy?” His question stunned you, left you scrambling to process it as you stood there mouth agape. 

“Why does that matter?”

“He’s an asshole Y/N, you always seem uncomfortable or pissed off when he's around and it's just worrying” He explained himself but only succeeded in further confusing you. 

“He’s just not good around other people, never knows how to act and it just gets frustrating after a while alright?” Now it was your turn to explain yourself “He’s not always like that, when we’re on our own he’s a total sweetheart” 

“Aren’t boyfriends supposed to be like that all the time, not just when you’re alone?” Eddies question left you speechless, you had nothing to counter with and again were left just standing there

“I’m just saying that you’re a really sweet girl and you shouldn’t let a guy treat you like that just cause he’s shitty with social situations” Eddie continued “God knows none of the guys, or hell even me, know what we’re doing when it comes to meeting other people but do you see us acting like assholes?”

Again speechless, you were still trying to process his first comment as he continued speaking and you just couldn’t seem to keep up fast enough to respond. In fact you never even got the chance as the rumbling engine of Billy's camaro could suddenly be heard, and in what felt like moments the shiny blue car was pulling up and parking in the driveway just ahead of you. 

“Sorry I’m late sweetheart” Billy said as he climbed out of the car, making his way over to you and eddie. His voice still had that low gravelly touch of anger, you didn’t know if he’d just stayed angry the whole time or got angry again seeing you outside alone with Eddie. “But it seems like you found a way to entertain yourself just fine”

It was definitely about Eddie. 

[hansoeii]

Eddie!

[dat-dio-backpatch]

You play Drums? PT. 1

Summary: Eddie finds out you play the drums during a Hellfire session, only to later ask you to sub in for Gareth during a Corroded Coffin gig.

Warnings: N/A

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: Hey so uhhh, this is my first fic for Stranger Things, and the first fic I've ever posted lol. Any feedback is rly appreciated as I really want to improve and write stuff others will enjoy. Also this is a part 1, I'm working on the 2nd part rn so feedback on this will help ensure that pt.2 is as good as possible

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The small Hellfire room was oddly quiet, only you, Eddie, and Mike were present despite the session starting in only 10 or so minutes. Usually everyone was here at least 20 minutes early, all pumped and debating on different battle strategies for whatever monster Eddie was gonna throw our way in the game. But today Lucas’s basketball practice was apparently running late, Dustin had hurriedly explained as much before darting out of the room to go find out what everyone else's tardy excuse was. So now there were three, it was awkward despite you having known both Mike and Eddie for so long but they were both focused on their own work that the room was left silent. Eddie had his head buried behind the DM’s screen working on last minute adjustments to the campaign and Mike was furiously scribbling away at what you assumed was homework. Remembering your own long forgotten English paper you decided to copy Mike's idea and use this downtime to actually get something done. 

Pulling out a pile of crumpled up papers and a handful of dull pencils from your backpack you set to work, only to find yourself immedietly bored. Shakespeare was usually far from boring but your dull english teacher somehow found a way to ruin even his most fun plays, so you did what you always do to combat boredom and pulled out your walkman. Popping on your headphones you pressed play and the epic sounds of Mercyful Fate's album “Don’t Break the Oath” soon stomped out all your boredom. As the music continued you found yourself less and less focused on the actual paper and more focused on drumming along to the songs with two of your beat up pencils, having played the drums since middle school you were definitely nailing each beat despite having the music so loud you couldn’t hear anything else. 

“Y/N!” A voice broke you out of your music induced daze, you felt a strong hand shake your shoulder lightly “Y/N?”

You sheepishly remove your headphones and look over to see Eddie standing next to you, looking down at you with a confused, yet still mischevious, expression.  

“Sorry, was I too loud?” You apologize, face flushing red. You’d gotten carried away drumming like that before and it was almost always met with annoyance. 

“No, no definitely not” Eddie brushed off your apology, smile widening. “Do you play the drums?”

“Oh yea I do” you said returning his smile “I’ve been playing since middle school actually” 

“Shit how come you’ve never mentioned it before?” Eddie asked excitedly 

“Never came up I guess” You shrugged, starting to shove your English work back into your backpack before pulling out your dice and character sheet instead.

“Now that could come in handy sometime” Eddie mused, though before he could continue that though Dustin came rushing in with the rest of Hellfire in tow. One look at the clock showed they made it with only seconds to spare and a handful of half assed apologies for their piss poor timing. 

The session picked up almost immediately and went shockingly well despite the group's lack of preparedness, you’d all managed to make it out with your characters only slightly roughed up by Eddie's ruthless hordes of enemies. It all ended with the typical celebration, haphazard cleaning and quick goodbyes as you rushed out to your car before you could get further distracted from the still unfinished english paper crammed in your bag  

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by the time the weekend rolled around You’d already forgotten about your breath conversation with Eddie about your drumming skills, it hadn’t really been that important after all. As much as you wanted to play with the guys they already had Gareth, Corroded Coffin was in no need of a new drummer. Or at least that's what you thought as you marched down your stairs, headed off to your drum set in the garage to start your routine Saturday practice. Sheet music and sticks in hand you weren’t at all expecting the sudden loud knock on your front door, you jumped nearly dropping everything you were holding as the knocking continued even more aggressively than before. You approached the door with caution unsure of whether or not you should open it until a familiar voice called from the other side. 

“Y/N!” It was Eddie, pounding on your door and shouting at the top of his lungs. “Y/N I know you’re home!”

You whipped the door open, fear dissipating into annoyance as Eddie greeted you with his signature mischievous grin.

“God Ed’s you’re lucky my parents aren’t home or you’d have gotten me grounded!” You groaned as his smile widened “What’s so important that you show up out of nowhere screaming like a serial killer?”

“I, well, we, need your help” Eddie said toying with one of his rings as he spoke hurriedly “Corroded Coffins playing a gig down at the Hideaway and we’re missing a drummer, told the guys I could get you to sub in”

“Isn’t Gareth your drummer? You asked, confused, “what happened to him?”

“Gareth got mono” Eddie made a fake gagging sound and feigned throwing up. “That gross shithead got sick the day of our big show, well not really a big show but a gigs a gig right?”

“Ed’s I don’t know how to play any of your songs” You said, suddenly racked with anxiety at the thought of fucking up your friends performance “I’m probably not as good as Gareth either” 

“I’m sure you’ll be fantastic sweetheart, plus I got all the sheet music ready and waiting with the guys and we can practice as long as you want” He said, his smile dropping from mischievous into comforting. “Please can you do me this one favor, I’ll owe you big time”

“You strike a hard bargain I’ll admit” You said, scrunching up your face and pretending to consider his offer “I don't know though, I did have some great saturday plans lined up”

“We both know you’d just be sitting on your couch watching the Exorcist” He teased 

“Hey rude!” You mocked offense “Not really winning me over with that attitude”

“Please will you, oh the great Y/N, play drums with us and really do your best friend a solid?” Eddie clasped his hands together and gave you the widest eyed begging look he could manage 

“Oh alright I’ll play with you guys” You said laughing at his antics, watching as his face lit up in the brightest smile you think you’d ever seen. 

“Thank you, thank you thank you!” Eddie shouted, wrapping his arms around your waist and lifting you up into the air in the tightest hug he could manage. “I owe you big time!”

“Big time!” You chuckled as he spun you around, still not letting you go even when you dropped your sticks and sheet music. “Ok, ok Ed’s you’ve shown your gratitude now put me down”

He stopped spinning you but didn’t put you back down, just held you tight as you found your face startlingly close to his, his bright smile never fading as your eyes met. You felt a blush creeping up your cheeks as you both seemed to freeze in the moment, simply staring at each other. 

“So, uh, you can grab whatever you’ll need for practice I’ll wait in the van for you” Eddie said quickly, breaking out of his stunned state with a quick shake of his head. He gently let you back down, pausing as if he were about to say something as you noticed a bright red blush spread across his face. He quickly shook his head again and began fidgeting with his rings. “Yea, I’ll be in the van. I’m really,,, the guys and I are really excited to get to play with you!”

“I’ll be quick, just gotta grab another set of sticks and I’ll be right out” You said, equally as flustered as Eddie. He nodded, offering a small nervous smile before rushing back out to his van, leaving you to retrieve the sticks you dropped along with an extra pair from your room. While in your room you paused, looking out your window down at Eddie's van parked haphazardly in your driveway. You could spot him in the driver's side window, you didn’t mean to be a creep and stare but you couldn’t help yourself. You and Eddie had always been close friends, hugging was nothing new to the two of you so why did that hug feel so,,,, different. Sure he was attractive, you’d had a crush on him since you first met him all the way back in middle school when he still had that stupid buzzcut. But no, you guys were just friends, that's all you;d ever been and you’d long since accepted the fact that's all you’d ever be. So why did that hug feel so different, and why’d it leave both of you blushing like awkward school kids. Not to mention his hasty exit after. It was just, odd, the way it left you feeling like you had butterflies in your stomach and your face still flushed. You quickly pushed all those thoughts aside, it was too much to think about right now and you were on a time crunch.  

As you brushed away all these thoughts and questions you realized you had the sticks in hand, and were still staring down at Eddie. To your surprise, and embarrassment, you realized Eddie was staring back up at you with the same ‘lost in thought’ look and blushing face. You both simultaneously realized you’d each been caught staring and quickly broke eye contact, Eddie turning to raise the volume on whatever metal he’d been playing and you hurrying to get rou shoes on before rushing out to join him. Once you were in the van Eddie took no time pulling out of your driveway, not waiting for you to get your seatbelt on before speeding off down the road. Thankfully the music was so loud conversation was impossible, neither of you really knew what to say anyway. Just an awkward moment between friends, that's all this was. Right? Again you brushed these thoughts away and focused on the road ahead, determined not to let the band down and to enjoy your first professional gig. You could sort out whatever was between you and Eddie when there wasn’t the massive pressure of performing weighing on your shoulders, hopefully you’d have your thoughts and feelings sorted out by then. Hopefully whatever conversation happened wouldn’t be as awkward as this car ride, you glanced over at Eddie as he kept his eyes locked on the road ahead, his face slowly losing the bright red blush you knew for sure you still had. You turned back to the road and tightened your grip on your drum sticks.