Multi Fandom X Non-Binary Reader One Shots

Hate | eddie munson

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SPOILER FREE

fandom | Stanger Things

character | Eddie Munson

reader | munson

requested | anonymous

warnings | angst, shitty older sibling, reader gets called a whore, brief mention of drugs

word count | 531

keys | (Y/n) = Your name

summary | hi can I request a fic with a younger sibling of Eddie Munson where Eddie is very mad at the reader for wearing a kinda of revealing with fishnets and vinyl and Eddie is like people are going to treat U like a whore but the reader snaps and yells at Eddie that he is a horrible brother Like pure angst

editor | @/feliscatus-exe on tumblr

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You hummed quietly as you sat in front of the mirror propped against your wall. The radio was tuned to a random station, playing a song you vaguely recognized enough to know the beat but not enough to know the words.

You uncapped your black pencil eyeliner and slowly drew a line under your bottom and top lid. You smudged it with your middle finger until the line was no longer there and all that remained was a dark shadow around your eyes. You then pulled your eye down and began to apply the eyeliner to your waterline.

Once you were finished, you stood up and checked your outfit, making sure you looked good. Everything seemed to be in order so you grabbed your backpack and turned off your radio to conserve electricity.

"Eddie, I'm ready!" You called as you walked out of your room and into the living room. Eddie was sitting on the couch, watching TV as he waited for you. He glanced at you before frowning.

"What are you wearing?" He asked. You raised your eyebrows.

"Clothes?" You asked, unsure of what he meant.

"You look like a whore." He replied. You crossed your arms.

"I'm wearing fishnets and shorts? How do I look like a whore?" You asked.

"Since when do you dress like that?" He asks as he stands up.

"There's nothing wrong with how I'm dressed." You fight back.

You never got along with your older brother, but lately, he'd been acting worse than usual. If you had to put money on what it was, you'd say it was his drug use, but you knew he'd never admit that. Every day he had to pick a fight with you about something, no matter how small, and you were getting sick of it. You weren't going to back down this time.

"Seriously? Do you want people to treat you like a whore (Y/n)? Go back into your room and change." Eddie says, glaring down at you.

"I'm not changing! I like my outfit and there's nothing wrong with it!" You yell.

"I'm not fucking asking (Y/n) Munson. You're not going to school looking like a whore on my watch so go fucking change!" He yelled back. The volume of his voice brought tears to the corners of your eyes. You were so overwhelmed with emotion that you shoved him and stormed back to your room. You slammed your door shut and began to cry.

"You're a horrible brother! I hate you!" You scream through the door as you sink onto the ground.

"Find your own fucking ride to school then!" He yelled. You could hear the front door slam shut as you choked out another sob. You held yourself as you continued to shake and cry, hearing your brother's piece of shit car peel off.

After crying for who knows how long, you looked up from your knees and saw yourself in your mirror. Your eyeliner was terribly smudged and running down your cheeks. You sniffled and wiped your face, sighing before leaning your head against the wall and looking at the ceiling.

"I hate you." You whispered, before starting to cry once again.