#inaramisview

everyone filed into the auditorium loudly. parents, babies, friends and teachers were jammed into their seats. y/n and eddie were sat in one of the middle rows, more off to the edge.

“when did it say it started?” eddie looks at the pamphlet for what seemed like the 100th time that evening. “about five minutes to, honey, dont worry.”

the couple sat in silence for a second, looking around the room as more people filled into their row. “i hope you’re excited. i’m excited. y/n, are you excited?” she flipped her head over to her left to see a steve harrington, still in his button-up from work. did he fucking speed to get over here?

“d’you think he’s excited?” another head popped out. robin. gosh, she looks good. her hair is slightly curled and put in a ponytail, a ribbon to hold it in place. vicky must’ve forced her. or nancy.

“hey, robi, how’s it goin?” eddie leans forward to see her. “pretty good, pretty good. excited to see some kids as per usual.” she joked sarcaatically, but obviously the couple in the row ahead didn’t appreciate it, because they grimaced at her. “m- no- i’m a babysitt-“

the lights dimmed as everyone settled down, robin huffing because her point wasn’t clear yet.

the red curtains opened, revealing a small set, probably made by the children (LMFOA). there was a tower to the left and a tree just below, a well in the centre and an apple tree to the far right.

a small girl dressed as a farmer ran out to the well. “is that love? love’s in this?” steve questioned to the couple. “steve, why do you think we’re here?”

love, more affectionately known as lovely, was eddie and y/n’s daughter. infact, she’d just turned six a week ago!

“well well well, what do we have here? what’re you doin on this side of the green, gerald? thought you were banned from this side.”

another farmer, dressed in blue, came onto the stage, smirking. “yeah, donny, but you’ve stolen something from me. and i want it back.”

both the children were speaking in thick, country accents, making the whole ordeal funnier than it really was.

“is that so, gerald?” gerald nods. “well, you’re gonna have to leave. or you’ll be leavin’ this side o’ town with something different from what you want.”

gerald’s eyes widened. “you dare threaten me? my pappy will haunt you, how dare you threaten me?!”

this’ll be a long play.

after the play was finished, the friends waited in the lobby for love. steve had a bouquet of flowers he didn’t have at the start of the show and robin had a look on her face she didn’t have at the start of the show, either.

“-oh, and the cow? i didn’t think they’d be fighting over a cow!” steve exclaimed, robins frown reaching furthermore into the ground.

the four heard little footsteps behind them, robin’s face contorting into a neutral, smiley face as they turn to look at the kid.

“daddy!” love exclaimed at eddie, running to her dad as she jumped into his arms, eddie picking her off the ground and kissing all over her face. “hey, bug! you did so good! oh, we’re so proud of you, lovely.” he smiled at his daughter, the carbon copy of eddie.

she had eddie’s dark curls and his brown eyes. when she was born, everyone said she looked like him, but eddie grimaced. of course, he loves his daughter and would die for her, but in that moment in time, she “looked like a piece of chewed-up wood,” according to eddie.

“did’ja see me, daddy? di’ja?!” she squirmed around in his arms. “yes, bug! you were amazing!”

y/n walks over to her family, cupping her daughters face and kissing it all around. “awesome job, my love, you were amazing!” she looked up at her husband, who was still holding the child, and smiled at him with a small glimmer in her eyes. eddie’s heart skipped a beat.

see, its hard for eddie to find someone who treats him normally, but luckily he scored y/n, who treats him like a human, and hes so glad he did.

so yeah, she may treat her husband like a normal human being, bare minimum. but the way she looks at him?

like he’s the only human on earth.

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“..mkay..so what’s….” eddie’s huge index finger circles around the page, looking for yet another word for his girlfriend to describe. “…whi.. whippersnapper.” eddie giggled into the book as his girlfriend looked up to the sky. “it sounds.. almost like..” “like a word erica sinclair would insult you with?” eddie giggled once more.

“precisely.” she giggled, kicking her feet off of her bed as she did so. “i’m gonna go with noun.. and.. an idiotic person - a young one, too. maybe a young adult.” she nodded in conclusion.

“a-ha! that’s where you’re wrong, miss.” eddie points out as his girlfriend held her breath in defeat. “a whippersnapper as-“ “woah, where’d the british accent come from?”

“the what?”

“the british accent.” she puzzled. eddie had a habit of slipping between accents, but she had no idea why. eddie stared blankly at his girlfriend before continuing.

“a whippersnapper is an insignificant or pretentious young person. the only thing you’re right about is the noun part.” eddie said, matter-of-factly. “babe. say that again, but slowly.”

“hey, y/n?” dustin piped up. “yes?”

“what is velocity?” the curly-haired boy asked, looking up from his overworked textbook.

“velocity is the rate at which a falling object falls, but it’d be better to just say speed as to not confuse anyone. so speed.” dustin nodded, gasping a small ‘thank you!’ as eddie looked with a face which was hard to read. his eyebrows were knitted together and his lips were torn - half a smile, and half a frown.

“so, i guess when it comes to you..you could call me velocity.” y/n looked up at her boyfriend, who was now smirking. “yeah, why’s that eddie?” dustin asked.

“because im falling..real fast..for y/n.” he smirked. honestly, it looked more like he was trying not to laugh at his own words than be slick. but to eddie, he thought she would think it was smooth.

“eddie, baby, that’s not how it works. i think. is it how it works? what do you think, dustin?”

everyone turned to dustin, who had a disgusted look on his face and was still staring at eddie. “WHAT THE FUCK?” he screamed at eddie, disgusted.

“oh, shit - sorry kid. i forgot you were here.” eddie chuckled.

skull rock was a dirty place. leaves all over the place, dirt flown everywhere. not to mention the smell-

“hey, nance?” robin asked, making nancy perk her head up from where she was fixating on a spot of dirt. “mhm?”

“how long do we have to walk to get to the lake from here?” robin questions, looking up at the sky. “well, how long did we walk from the car?”

“about half a mile.”

“what?” nancy questioned.

“half a mile. and at the car, we’re half a mile straight away from the lake. so if we go from the car, it’d be all around a mile walk to the lake.” y/n stated, looking up from her spot on the dirt.

“sorry, who are you again?” nancy questioned. she didn’t mean to sound patronising, but she needed to know.

“i’m eddie’s girlfriend.” y/n nodded without any emotion in her face or voice.

“adorable.” nancy sighed sarcastically, “you guys are glued to the hip.”

no they weren’t. they were quite far from eachother, in fact.

“she’s my little psychopath.” eddie joked as y/n shot a glare his way, making him throw his hands up in defeat.

“shit, sorry.” he joked as steve chuckled into his hand.

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some days, eddie wanted to curl into a ball and cry. those days, all he wants is to go home. those days are the days y/n isn’t here.

but y/n is here. in fact, y/n is reading a book on eddie’s sofa, buried under a pile of many many blankets. eddie, funnily enough, was reading a book, too. and if y/n knew anything about eddie, its that he would never read a book. ever.

so seeing him read a book made y/n’s stomach twirl in the best way possible.

minutes passed before eddie tapped y/n’s shoulder, making them look at their boyfriend with a puzzled look on their face.

he puts his book down on his lap, before bringing his hands up into y/n’s vision and signing ‘i just learnt how to sign this’. eddie’s smile was big and wide, his white teeth being shown off quite well. he repeated the action over and over again, happy he memorised something.

in that moment, not only did eddie realise that he wasn’t as ‘stupid’ as he thought he was, but y/n realised something too.

y/n realised that they were in love with eddie munson.

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8:34 AM

she was everyone’s favourite girl. it didn’t matter who you were, but you had to have heard of her atleast once.

she’s very easy to talk to and like, and she’s very easy to trust.

as she walked down those halls, the confidence just seemed to come to her naturally. she did it so effortlessly, even if it was just walking.

yeah, maybe her parents were one of the richest people in town, and half her house is made out of marble, but she’s nice.

stupid as it sounds, it’s hard to find a nice, rich person in hawkins.

she opens her locker, seemingly oblivious to the people staring at her in awe. her eyes meet her own in the mirror as she smiles at the beautiful reflection. her perfectly manicured fingers grab her white science book, along with her tin pencil case.

“hey, babes. you got history next?” she doesn’t have to close her locker to know it’s none other than theo clarke. ew.

no, it wasn’t the voice. it was the godawful smell of his cologne.

“no, theo, i have science.” she slams her locker shut gracefully before leaning on it. theo is so full of himself, so he’ll probably talk till the bell rings.

“well, speaking of science, i think we have a lot of it,” theo smirks. “i think we should go out. you and me.”

the hallway goes silent as they lean into the conversation.

“the only chemistry,” she corrects him, “we have is in this book. besides, i wouldn’t want to sit in the same booth as you for longer than two minutes, because honestly? you overuse that cologne, tee.” she bounces off of her locker. (bye 💀 )

“thanks, though!”

she walks through the see of people as she makes her way towards her chemistry class in the far end. she continues walking as her friends, kylie and chrissy walk with her.

“-and she was so rude about it too! i wanna drag her like the bitch she is. she thinks she’s sooooo cool talking to me like that!” the trio have known eachother since they were younger.

“who’s she talking about?” y/n asks, turning to chrissy. “mrs. grenwood.” the blonde sighs.

“ky, you gotta let the poor woman breathe! she’s failed you once- and that wasn’t even two years ago.” “no- i’m telling you, she has it out for me. also, she is so cheating on mr. grenwood. i saw her walk into the music suite with mr li.”

the image pops up in their heads. “OH- NO, NOT- KYLIE, WHY WOULD YPU SAY-“

“I WAS DISGUSTED TOO, OKAY?”

its a funny sight to see, really. the school’s freaky metalhead leaning over his table to whisper in the ear of hawkin high’s princess.

“y/n.” eddie whispers into her ear. “y/n, i need to be taught how to use the phthalate’s theory again.”

her face scrunches up. what the absolute fuck is phthalates? she turns her head around. “y’mean pythagoras?” he nods with a straight, stern face.

she turns to her friends on her right. they look at her with wide eyes. they want her to say yes.

“yeah, sure. come over at 4, kay?” he nods again, sitting back down.

“miss l/n, would you like to share that with the rest of the class?” mrs thorne patronises.

holy fuck. this bitch doesnt shut up.

“mrs thorne, eddie couldn’t see your writing and asked me to tell him what you wrote.”

that was quick. even she was proud of her lie.

3:57 PM

“youre early.” she states. eddie’s black, heavy combat boots make a weary thud on the hardwood floors. “no, im not.” he says matter-of-factly with the biggest shit eating grin ever.

he pulls up his fast watch. 4:01PM

“its..fast.” she winces. “so am i.” he answers back.

“no, you’re still not on time. you’re a minute late. you got here 10 seconds ago.”

they stand in silence for ten seconds more.

“let’s go upstairs.”

his heavy boots hit the familiar wooden floors as he smirks, holding the rails.

he wasn’t here because he needed tutoring again. he was here because his friend gareth said he saw her wearing a metallica shirt. he wanted to know if it was true.

he follows as she enters the, again, all-so familiar pink bedroom. the bedroom was just so y/n. the walls were flowery and pastel. the four poster bed in the middle of the room, the pink, wooden mirror on her wardrobe door. the framed photo of her, her mom, her little brother and her beloved daddy and the leonardo dicaprio poster.

“aw, what a shame. its messy.” he teases with a sly smirk. (ew)

it wasn’t messy. she just had a ribbon on the floor, that’s it.

“hush, munson. come, sit down.” she says plainly, already annoyed with the black-haired boy man.

“is this doorknob new? i swear it was never crystal before.” the way eddie tapped the doorknob made him seem like he was a child.

“eddie. sit down.”

“no, because it waa never like this before, was it? it was wooden- no. was it metal? copper?”

he wraps his hand around the knob.

“edward, please sit down.” was she pleading? this was fun.

“makes me wonder if it turns differently, too. or did you just change the knob?” he turns it the wrong way. “ooo, feels different, it does, it really does.” he chuckles. hes forgotten why he was here.

“yes, i changed it! let’s do our work now, okay?”

“why? is it messy in here?” he opens the door. wait, no! eddie- go back! what if her lady things are in here! what if she has a dead body?

eddie! what- “holy balls, you’re an emo!” eddie stood there, astonished. she has black converses! AND combat boots! “black jeans, huh? that’s a good choice. oh, and black sabbath? love it.”

she stands up from her bed, pushing eddie away and closing the door. “l-let’s study. you want some juice? a beer? i could get you one of daddy’s beers- or i could get you a snack? y-“

“woah, okay, calm. it’s okay, emo. i wont tell anyone your secret.”

she looks up timidly at him, her back leaning against the wall.

“really?”

“sure. if you let me borrow the sabbath shi-“

“EDDIE.”

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“r-robi, i dont think this is a good idea-“ y/n whispered out between tears. she had a firm grip on her friend’s hand, not wanting to let go anytime soon.

“no, y/n, it’ll be okay. i’m right here with you, okay?” y/n hesitated for a moment before nodding, blinking her tears away.

the rest of the group in front were walking into the boathouse and y/n’s stomach twisted into knots as her and her friend now walked through.

so much was happening, max was looking around, steve was hitting something with an oar, dustin was trying to make steve look stupid- it was too much.

“g-guys- i dont think this is a good idea. i-im scared..” y/n breathed out, looking at the group.

“no, don’t be scared, y/n,” dustin chuckled, “steve will get the murderer with his oar-“

steve rolled his eyes. “i know you think you’re being funny, but considering all of us have nearly died atleast once…”

suddenly, a big, tall figure jumped out of whatever steve was poking, pinning him to the wall. it was eddie.

eddie was holding a broken glass to his throat, and everyone was screaming. y/n could feel her heart in her throat.

“no! eddie! its me, dustin! that’s max, the one who never wants to play d&d, that’s robin, she’s my friend and that’s steve- okay? we mean no harm! we’re on your side.” he introduced his friends as steve struggled in eddie’s grip.

eddie looked at the group and saw robin’s left hand behind her…holding something…someone.

“who’s that?” eddie nodded towards y/n.

“that’s y/n l/n. she graduated with steve.” robin spoke up, nervously smiling as y/n poked her head out and looking eddie up and down.

“h-hi.” eddie looked at the girl. her outfit was baggy and pastel-ly. she was beautiful.

“hey..” eddie’s voice wavered as he let go of steve.

eddie didn’t know much about y/n, but what he did know is that she had him wrapped around her pretty little finger.

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he loves putting his stuff in your hair to see what will happen

once dustin walked in on him spraying that farah faucett spray in your hair and he screamed. you all lost something that day

in your friend group, you’re called the hair pals because you’re both obsessed with your hair

he knows the struggle of having sexy voluptuous hair so he gets you scrunchies, because we all know that using hair ties is painful in every way possible.

he only trusts you to touch his hair, but if you touch his hair in front of someone he will start crying

going back to the scrunchie thing, he takes your scrunchies. they smell like you. he likes it.

wears your scrunchies on his wrist all the time, it makes him feel like there’s always a part of you with him

he got drunk once and started sobbing because your scrunchie smelled like you and he hadn’t seen you in like 5 minutes

he absolutely adores your hair

whenever you wear your hair out and curly he can’t keep his eyes off you

he calls you curly or curly fry i don’t make the rules

if he’s allowed to touch your hair, he asks how to play with your hair without separating the curls cause he loves your curls and doesn’t wanna hurt your hair 🥹

all around he loves your hair and gets scared when he sees your hair strands everywhere in his house

y/n helped dustin through the gate. “c’mon, dustin, you’re okay.” she reassured as their heads snapped towards the door as a loud screeching noise reached their ears.

dustin looked up at the girl as she looked at him. “we should go-“ “yup!”

the two grabbed their weapons as they ran outside the trailer, their vision being blocked by the dust particles. as their eyes adjusted to the change of lighting, their eyes met eddie’s frame. eddie’s fighting frame. bats were surrounding him in a tornado-like current, all swirling around him and screeching like hell.

eddie waved around his spear, hitting anything he could, leaving his torso bare and vulnerable. his shirt lifted up a little bit, revealing his stomach as his arms waved around in the air.

y/n’s world soon turned slow as a bat bit her brothers soft stomach, making him scream in agony. she ran as dustin screamed and looked away. “eddie!” she screamed, as more and more bats bit into his skin.

she ran like hell towards her brother as tears spilled down her cheeks. eddie screamed as he dropped to the ground, his ruby blood spilling and staining his prized hellfire shirt.

some bats flew towards y/n as she screamed, attracted by the noise. she hit her spear up, puncturing multiple bats at once as she kept her eyes on her big brother.

the bats that were flying around eddie slowly fell to the ground as dustin limped over to the body on the ground.

y/n dropped her weapon and ran to eddie, examining his wounds. “e-eds, we— we need to get you to a hospital” she cried as he attempted to pull the 20-year-old’s head up into her lap.

he winced at the sudden movements, his eyes shutting closed for a second. “i just need— i just need a minute, okay?” a brief apology left y/n’s mouth as she brushed eddie’s hair out of his face. “dustin! please!” she yelled at the boy who was still far behind (much thanks to his limp).

y/n sobbed as she saw her brother in such pain. “h-hey, yo-you’re gonna be ok— okay, eds, you’re gonna be o-okay.” eddie looked up at his younger sister with admiration.

eddie and y/n never were close, but they were siblings, so like any others, they had their good days and bad days.

y/n was still holding eddie when dustin reached them. he dropped to his knees, opposite y/n, as he reached his hand out for eddie’s.

“i-i didn’t run away this time…right..?” y/n shook her head as dustin cried. “p-please eddie,” dustin sobbed as his grip on eddie’s hand tightened. eddie looked at dustin, giving him a sincere smile before her looked back at the sky.

“p-please don’t..g-go eddie,” y/n choked out, “i-i need y—you, eddie.” her lip quivered as she cried, holding her brother a little bit tighter. “i—i need my brother.”

the siblings looked at eachother with teary eyes. “y-you’ve a..always hated that word..” eddie chuckled. “b—brother..” he repeated.

y/n always used to cringe at the word brother. of course, she loved hers dearly, but something about the word made her cringe. she’d always made her discomfort with the word clear, but it didn’t change the fact that she loved her brother.

“n-not anymore…’s my fa—favourite word now, eds.” dustin looked at the siblings, the tears now staining his face as new ones fell down.

“see that, d-dustin?..” dustin nodded, although unsure of what he was seeing. “i-im her f..favourite word..” he coughed as bloody came through his airway (is that how it works 💀), making it harder for him to breathe.

“ye—yes eddie, you’re her favourite word.” dustin stood up, not daring to watch the rest of the scene unfolding in front of him. he’d heard of these kinds of movies. he heard knows they don’t end well.

“y/n.” eddie whispered. “eds.” she matched his volume.

“look after those little sheep— for me? huh?”

she nodded, wiping his forehead and pressing a kiss to it. “e-eddie,”

“promise— promise me..” his voice croaky, yet so full of love. there were so many emotions in his voice, yet not one hint of remorse was found. “i-…i promise.”

his head reached to the side, to see dustin. with his hands on his hips, with his back towards eddie and y/n.

his free hand reached towards dustin, who stood a good ten feet away. “d—dustin..” his voice quiet, but loud enough to make dustin turn his head.

just as he turned, eddie’s body went limp, his head turning towards his sister, as his sweat glimmered in the moonlight.

“e-eddie?!” dustin called out, “eddie!”

eddie was gone. dustin’s idol was gone. y/n’a brother was gone.

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“and what’s that one?” steve pointed to a..weirdly shaped cluster of stars.

“the penis-shaped one?”

“the penis shaped one.” steve confirmed with a chuckle.

“that’s, uh, gravy.” they whipped their head to lock eyes with the brunette in hopes he’d laugh. and he did.

“gravy?! fucking gravy?”

his arm reached down to pet their hair as they chuckled and squirmed on the picnic blanket.

“i mean, it was believable at first- but gravy?! okay, so you’re, what colonel sanders now? no, you could’ve said something like neptune or something- but gra-“

to clear up any confusion, they had no idea what the clusters were, just purely making up names. gravy was the first thing that came to mind.

“okay! okay, i get it, gravy is a stupid name for a star cluster, okay?” y/n shook their head as they turned to their stomach, looking in steve’s eyes. “but i didn’t name it, y’know..”

steve shifted, setting himself on his elbows to look at y/n. “‘s that right?”

they nodded slowly.

“well who did, then?”

“billy idol.”

steve was visibly trying not to laugh, before he bursted out laughing, pulling them into his chest and kissing all over their face.

“you’re an idiot, y/n.” steve panted, cupping their face as he looked into their eyes.

“only if i can be your idiot, stevie.”

“honey, you can be anything you want to be

as long as you’re mine.”

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