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moonriverrise · 10 months

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i needed to repost this to inform the public of my new obsession fr

theyre amazing together, you moonwater haters just dont get them like i do 😔

persuade me into liking moonwater go

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so i feel like the biggest barrier people have to shipping moonwater is the fact that they don't see the chemistry. we're very used to the opposites attract dynamic in marauders, like jegulus & wolfstar. which i love. i love opposites attract, but moonwater offers something different (not lesser or greater!!) for us to enjoy.

i bring you... the catharsis of someone who deeply sees & understands all the messiest parts of you, & is okay with them. remus & regulus don't fight to fix each other, or to change circumstances that can't possibly be changed -- they embrace the misery & find love anyway. bad things are there to stay, but love can exist alongside that. THAT is why i love moonwater.

i've posted a little manifesto before on why i like moonwater as much as i do, as well as my thoughts on the ship name. you can read that here!

elaborating on the earlier part of them just really getting each other, i'm thinking of this post i've read like a thousand times. i really just love the idea of them reading each other's minds, knowing things instinctively just because... "duh." they have so much in common, even though you wouldn't think so at first glance -- a marauder & sirius black's little brother. but the way they respond to the world around them is so similar, & given how the two of them are both so prone to isolation & loneliness, that's such a crucial thing.

literally, the two of them is like "how'd you know i needed that?" "??? well duh, who wouldn't need that?" & i think there's something so beautiful about that intrinsic sort of understanding... ahhhhHHH <3

i love their pessimism. like c'mon look at this & tell me these two aren't SOULMATES

i think they'd both have a fucking blast together, being the snarky & judgemental pricks they are. i saw a screenshot on tumblr of a tweet someone made about their opposite (& kinda complementary) styles of humor:

one criticism i've seen a lot is like, "why can't they just be friends?" which is super understandable. platonic moonwater is great! but like, that's the fun thing about multishipping to me... why do they have to just be friends? it's fandom; we can have it all!

leaving you with a couple other moonwater posts for your perusal:

this one

also this

& this one (lol)

(i think about them all daily)

...and i do have a moonwater tag on my blog xx

#this is all lems fault and i love them dearly #also they make very good points #love you lem 🫶🫶#moonwater #lem tag #hag tag #jelly babies #life sockies #misc #me rambling

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moonriverrise · 1 year

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Dreams are supposed to be subtle messages from your subconscious, right? Then why the hell did Eddie keep having the same type of dream every single night. The same dream featuring the same boy with chestnut hair, doe eyes, and freckles sprinkled all over.

He didn’t know the boys name, but he’s around Eddie’s age based on looks. His hair is styled in a certain way, swooped to the side almost perfectly. He’s pretty strong looking and pale skinned, and has the most wonderful laugh Eddie has ever heard.

In the dreams that Eddie had, he meets this boy under a tree in a long sunflower field. He’s always there before Eddie, sitting with his back against the trunk of the tree, staring at the sky or simply laying with his eyes shut.

Whenever Eddie came up to him, he was greeted with the same phrase every time, no matter what differences are in the dreams.

“Hello, Sunshine. How are you?”

It's sweet, and it warmed Eddie’s heart in a way he never thought something could. Then Eddie would sit down and they would have conversations about their lives. Because, this boy had a life, probably something Eddie’s brain made up.

“Oh, and Dust thinks he’s so much better than me just because he’s good at Algebra. Who the fuck is good at Algebra?!”

The boy is entertaining, he’s funny, pretty, charismatic. One dream he has, turns a bit different after the greeting, which is said more solemnly. Soon afterwards, the boy asks Eddie something.

“Have you ever kissed a boy before?” He asked. Eddie has paused.

“What do you mean?”

“Uhm…do you ever think you might like boys the way you like girls?” And Eddie had to pause again, because, thats how he had felt. That’s the questions he thought about, the ones he had asked Uncle Wayne.

“All the time.” Eddie responded.

“Is it..normal?” Eddie looked over to the boy, who looks nervous, scared.

“Of course. You can like whoever you want. People who don't think that are stuck up pricks.” Eddie expressed. The boy had laughed, gently. Then laid his head against Eddie’s shoulder, and then shut his eyes.

“I have a friend, you know that one I mentioned, Robbie?” Eddie hummed. “She likes girls, only girls. I want to tell her about this, but I'm afraid. Even though I know she couldn't possibly be mean, I just don't want to be abandoned.” Eddie sighed.

“It’s okay. You just need to take your time with it, talk yourself through it.” Eddie advised.

“Sunshine?”

“Yes?”

“Can I kiss you?” Eddie had paused, once again. He looked over at the boy, who looked up at him in response, through his lashes.

Eddie traced his face with his eyes, placed a gentle hand on his face, rubbed a thumb against the boys skin, who let his eyes blink closed. He leaned into Eddie’s touch, embraced him, his being.

Eddie leaned closer to the boys face. The wind whistled loudly, and birds sang in the background. Eddie let his other hand cup the boys face, and their lips met, slowly.

It was slow, but deep. Gentle, yet hungry. They parted and Eddie stared into the boys eyes, as tears settled in them. A brief flash of panic runs through Eddie’s blood…

The boy laughed, giggled like a birds song. He wiped his eyes and whispered into Eddie’s ear.

“Thank you, for all that you are.”

Eddie’s eyes had fluttered open that morning, and he felt comforted with a sense of kindness and the ghost of tender lips against his own.

Then, Eddie got up, and got dressed, ready to go to work at the cafe down the street from his apartment in Indianapolis.

Dustin walked up to him during his shift, he was wearing a hat from that summer camp he’d gone to a few years back.

“Hey Eddie,” He said.

“Hello, Henderson.” Eddie responded, giving him a look.

“Wow! Don't have to be hostile!” Dustin joked. “You know my buddy i've been meaning to introduce you to?”

“Your babysitter?” Eddie asked while pouring creamer into a cup of coffee.

“Yeah! Steve! He’s here, sitting next to me and Robin over there.” Eddie didn’t follow where he was pointing, instead decided to focus on throwing a portable cup onto the coffee then calling out the order number as he slid it across the counter.

“Alright, hold on dude. Gare! Can you take order for just a second! I'll be back in a minute!” Gareth groaned but begrudgingly walked over to the cash register. “Thank you, I promise to spare your next character in Hellfire.”

“You better, man.” Gareth responded as Eddie walked out to meet Dustin.

They both walked over to the table and Eddie froze entirely when he meets eyes with someone so familiar.

It's the boy from his dreams.

“Okay, Eddie this is Steve. Steve this is Eddie.” Eddie waved a hand in Dustin’s face to shut him up.

“Do I know you from somewhere?” Steve. that was his name. He asked him that, and Eddie nodded slowly.

“I know you from somewhere too,” He responded. Steve’s eyes went a bit wide, and he stood, facing Eddie.

“Sunshine?” Eddie nodded, vigorously.

“Guys…” Eddie shunned Dustin with his hands again.

“Robbie is Robin- the gay friend?” Eddie asked. Steve nodded. “Dust…that’s Henderson?” He nodded again.

“What the hell?-” Robin spoke up. Steve shushed her.

“You look exactly how you did before.” Eddie said to him. Steve smiled.

“You look even brighter in person,”

#stranger things #sock meister drabbles #steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #st4 #stranger things s4 #steddie ficlet #poetic ideas in my head be makin my brain rot #so have this #i always see ppl having eddie call steve petnames (which i love) but i need to see steve calling eddie little silly romantic names #theyre so gay and so mfing cute #st #robin buckley #dustin henderson #idk if this is a modern au? or a like a soulmate au #idk what kind of au this is #just read it

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moonriverrise · 1 year

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Steve has a secret, well “secret” may not be the correct way to describe it. He has something for himself, thats what. Ever since he stopped playing basketball and doing swim competitions once he graduated he's had way more free time, which at first he filled with shifts at Family Video, or bothering Robin.

Then, when she started school he started doing art more. Which, may come a surprise to many, as he never really talked about his interest in paintings and old art.

Greek sculptures that are able to show life in a still ethereal way, while still being able to twist it at their will. Renaissance oil paintings, capturing tragedy yet still being able to portray it as beautiful, in their own terrible twisted ways.

He likes sketching on paper, painting on canvas. His paintings aren't usually too different from the things he sees around him. Honestly thats the only things he paints, people, his friends, places he goes, things he sees that stick with him, dreams, moments that play on repeat in his head.

Around his Junior year, after the Demogorgon, Steve had turned the sad basement in his sad empty house, into his own space. A place where he can go and do his art, hang it, play music on his walkman, or using the record player he got from a pawn shop a few months prior. Somehow the basement is the only space that actually feels like his in his house, not even his bedroom.

Steve’s art was not very consistent to be honest, mostly the kids and Robin, landscapes that he liked, the Demogorgon/dogs, the Mindflayer (he needs some way of getting those out of his head, and somehow drawing them down feels freeing.) He does have a few paintings of Nancy from when they were together, she’s become less of a model for his work after everything though.

The last time he painted her in a painting alone, was one of that bathroom in a girl he barely knows’ house, a spilled drink on Nancy’s dress, and red solo cups littering the counter.

Steve’s art shifts though, after a moment that will never leave his mind. He knows who Eddie Munson is, obviously. How could he not? Honestly Steve isn't that surprised Henderson and the others befriended the guy, he does run a DnD club.

But then, Henderson needs a ride home after their club meetings because his mom is working late, and then Lucas and Mike’s parents are also asking Steve to pick them up too. Babysitting duty, as per usual.

Steve arrives a bit earlier than he planned. He didn't have any project to consume himself into, hitting an art block begrudgingly. But then, Steve sees Eddie Munson, sitting on a fake throne, watching the kids and other club members argue, he has his chin rested on his fist, and he's wearing a white tank top, showing off his shoulders, given the fact it’s still September.

The lighting of the small theater room captures Steve’s interest like a moth to the flame, and he is regretting having left his sketchbook at home, even though he never draws around the kids or anyone he knows.

Eddie Munson’s face and curly locks fill up the pages of Steve’s journal and some canvases for months after, and Steve rarely genuinely complains about coming to pick the kids up.

Afterwords, months later from that day. Chrissy Cunningham dies, and Eddie Munson almost goes with her. God, or whatever deity that was looking down upon him, was on Steve’s side in that moment, when he was able to revive Eddie and then drag him out of the Upside Down.

Steve gets closer with Eddie after that, they become actual friends. Steve was so used to witnessing his muse from afar, it was so…exciting, to see Eddie in all his glory, just a few feet away, and his smile being directed at him.

“Do you even have any hobbies, Harrington?” Steve blinks. Him, Eddie, Robin, Nancy, and the party, are all hanging out by the pool. Steve is lounging on one of the chairs, sunglasses over his eyes as Eddie talks beside him.

“What?” Steve responds.

“I mean…I like barely ever see you do anything besides sort Movies at Family Video, or boss around the kids. Like, what do you do when we're not all together?” Eddie asks, moving his hand a little as he talks. Steve thinks for a moment.

“Funny,” Steve answers instead. Eddie scoffs.

“I'm being serious, man! What do you do?” Eddie laughs a little, most likely at the ridiculousness of it all. What would Steve know, Eddie is like a puzzle, and Steve has to take every minute slowly, deciphering everything he lays out for him, via tongue or action.

“I don't know, what do you do?” Steve says, almost carefully.

“Band stuff, DnD, Writing,” Eddie lists. “And I guess saving the world now, but thats a bit of a side hussle.” Steve scoffs.

“Whatever, man.” And thats that, they don't talk about it again. But it sticks with Steve, because his friends really do think he doesn't do anything with his life. It's not like he has college classes to study for, so what does he do?

Later, maybe two or three weeks after, Steve decides he wants to show Eddie his space. The two of them are alone, Robin is in Nevada, visiting her grandparents, so the trio’s usual movie night is cut down to a duo’s movie night.

Although Steve finds himself mostly focusing on Eddie and his beautiful hair sitting next to him, than watching ET. The little alien scares him a bit anyway. Eddie notices him staring though, his eyes flickering to meet Steves, then a smirk spreading across his lips.

“We are watching a movie, lover boy.” Eddie says. Steve goes red, his gaze shifting to his lap. Steve furrows his eyebrows then stands and shuts the TV off. “Woah! Hey!”

“I want to show you something.” Steve says, it's a bit quieter than he meant it to be, but his tone indicates something to Eddie, which has him staring at Steve, starstruck.

Steve walks out the room and hears Eddie follow him. He gets to the basement door and opens it, flicks on the stair light.

“Basement- woah- okay, guess I'm getting murdered. Thought I’d go out in a more metal way than this.” Eddie says as they walk down. Steve laughs a little and shakes his head.

“I just think you should see this.” Steve says. “Nothing life threatening, I promise.”

“Alright, I trust you, Stevie.”

“Good.”

Steve turns and flicks on the light as they step onto the concrete. The lights flicker on, revealing the paintings on the walls and art supplies on the tables and counters.

“Woah-” Eddie says. “Is this, all your stuff?” Steve sighs, he folds his arms and faces Eddie. He looks shellshocked.

“Yeah.” Steve says. “You said I don't have any hobbies, I do, actually.” Eddie looks around, walking slowly.

“Is that Henderson? Why is he wearing yellow gloves?” Eddie asks. Steve walks over to a painting of Dustin from Steve’s angle while they were walking on the train tracks, a bucket of raw meat is in one hand and he's wearing the headphones for his radio.

“D’Art,” Steve says. “That was when we were leading him away. I made that one after everything happened. I was trying not to think about the Demogorgon stuff and everything, so I just drew him. I have one of Max from that day I never finished painting in a stack I think too.” Eddie doesn't say anything for a minute after Steve is done explaining.

“You can paint.” Eddie says, though not like a question. “These are beautiful…” Eddie looks around and walks to another one he sees. It's one of the Byers and Hopper’s, all hugging while laughing. El looks the happiest. Steve had painted that after they had all gotten together after everything. “Why…didn't you tell anyone?”

“About what?” Steve asks, folding his arms as Eddie brings up a hand to touch the painting.

“This- Steve, you're amazing at this. These are…” Eddie trails off as something catches his eye, he slowly starts to walk towards a big painting propped up behind one of the tables laid out in the middle of the room. Steve walks to him to see which one he's looking at.

An angel, knelt over a puddle, crying as it stares at his reflection, which is blurred and dark. He stands in a forest, his wings are long and huge, sprawling out above him.

It’s one of Steve’s bigger ones, the inspiration came from a dream he had after they had read about Icarus in his english class back in Highschool.

“It’s… magnificent.” Eddie whispers. Steve smiles gently at Eddie’s reaction. Eddie backs up a bit and looks away from the painting. “Is that me?” Steve follows his eye, to the painting. Eddie walks towards it, Steve stays behind him. It’s the first one Steve ever made of Eddie, the one of him on the throne.

“Yeah, it is.” Steve says. “I made that the first night I came to pick up the kids.” He says. “The first time I met you, actually met you.” They share a look.

“You are incredible, Steve Harrington.”

#this was way longer than i meant it to be #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve x eddie #stranger things #stranger things 4 #steddie ficlet #sock meister drabbles #hope yall liked this cuz it got kinda stuck in my head after i had a whole class on art and the renaissance so

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moonriverrise · 1 year

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Bloody Lullaby - a st fic

hi friends of tumblr!! i have a stranger things fic series (which has just had a chapter update) thats been ongoing for a few months, if you're interested in very detailed horror, gay people, steddie, robin &/or eddie in s2 aus, sadness, steve harrington angst™️, and steve having powers aus, then this is the series for you!!

there are already two fics done in this series, one that is over 100,000 words and the other, around 50,000, the third and (perhaps) final fic has two chapters uploaded at the time of writing this, and is ongoing!

I do not have a writing schedule cuz im weird and schedules make me lose my mind, but i do try to get out chapters whenever i can! usually i upload on the weekend but im not entirely certain,

here are the fics in order:

Bullshit Freaks

Boiling Point

Thawing The Knife

enjoy!!!

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moonriverrise · 1 year

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Stranger Things fic au idea...hear me out.. Steve is actually Brenner's son.

#obviously there is way more to this au #might post smth more in depth if you guys are interested #stranger things #st4 #steddie #steve harrington #martin brenner #stranger things s4 #sock meister drabbles #im bored and in school rn #writing #this au idea has been rattling in my brain for too long

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moonriverrise · 1 year

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I like to think that Steve is fight in the sense of fight or flight, but if he's watching a horror movie he will screech like a little girl,

I also like to think that the Party are all horror movie fans, and Eddie and Robin are too. Steve is entirely against horror movies, but whenever they have movie nights it's like the only genre they all can agree on, so he just lets them get their way.

Eddie has always loved horror movies but his love for it went up ever since Steve started sitting next to him on the couch and grabbing his arm whenever he gets jump scared, cursing under his breath. Eddie puts an arm around him, his brain screaming at him.

#Steddie #Steve X Eddie #Stranger Things #st4 #The Party #Steve Harrington #Eddie Munson #Robin Buckley #Stranger Things Hc #Steddie Hc #Steve is self sacrificial in the social way too #hes so babygirl #and mentally ill

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moonriverrise · 1 year

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Steddie & Ronance fame au, where Robin & Steve know eachother through a tv show they're both acting it. (Steve is also a model in this au but that's less important) Robin knows Eddie because she acted in one of his music videos, they became friends afterwards since they realizes they're pretty similar. Eddie is a famous rockstar, obviously. Nancy is cc's manager,

Robin takes Steve to a party or something and introduces him to Eddie, they seem kinda awkward. Which makes Robin nervous, since she wants her friends to like each other.

She ends up getting super drunk because of said nerves, Nancy finds her in the bathroom and helps her get home, stays when Robin asks her to.

When Robin wakes up the next morning, deathly hungover, with Nancy still there. She starts internally losing her mind. She isn't exactly open to the public about being gay, but she told Steve one night when they were filming a queer coming out scene for Steve's character for the show they're both in. It was a pretty tough scene to see for Robin, since Steve's character doesn't have a good support system when he tells his parents.

But Robin tells him and he says that he supports her all the way even though he's straight, and then they just became best friends. So, since they're best friends, Robin goes to the bathroom, and calls Steve immediately.

"Steve-"

"Robin-"

"Nancy Wheeler helped me get home last night- She's still here." Robin says in a hushed voice.

"Really? I'm so happy for you, Robs. But uh- speaking of taking people home-"

"Oh? Who's the girl?"

"Robin I slept with Eddie last night."

...

"You what?"

#Ronance #Steddie #Fruityfour #Kinda mostly Ronance #Platonic Stobin #theyre so special to me #stranger things s4 #stranger things drabble #stranger things #Steddie au #Ronance au #Steve Harrington #Robin Buckley #Nancy Wheeler #Eddie Munson #Steve x Eddie #Nancy x Robin #sock meister drabbles

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moonriverrise · 1 year

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Thinking about Lucas after the championship game right now. I know we can see Steve cheering him on like all hell in the background (which i fucking love) + Robin & Nancy are also there, so I imagine at least Robin and Steve meet up after the game,

Steve tells the girl who he's on a date with to wait up for him or something, and he runs to find Robin after the game, since she's in band.

He sees Robin, and starts excitedly ranting about the shot Lucas got. Robin basically just nods, not really knowing what he's saying at all, but yk, jock bestfriend stuff. They both laugh at the fact Tammy Thompson was there too.

Muppet sounding ass

Lucas walks out and Steve cheers at him, waving him down, Robin laughing, shaking her head at his excitement, yet happy, she never really gets to see Steve like this, since all of their friends are nerds, besides Lucas. Lucas smiles at them, just happy that at least some of his friends came to his game, even if it's basically his baby sitter and said babysitter's quirky coworker.

Steve hugs Lucas and goes on another rant about the shot, this time having someone who actually understands what happened also nodding along. Lucas is overjoyed about it, given the fact he'd been stopping by Steve's house at ungodly hours (steve is usually awake when he comes anyway) to ask for basketball tips.

Jason or someone else from the team calls out to him, saying they're gonna have an after party. Lucas say's he'll be right there to join them. Steve's face kinda drops a little, and he puts a hand on Lucas's shoulder. Lucas winces, expecting a full on 'you're not going anywhere young man!' talk from him.

"Be careful, alright? Don't take anything suspicious and keep an eye on any drinks you have, don't take any drinks that people give you either. Also, know your limits. Got it, Sinclair?" Steve says, instead.

Lucas kind of blinks at him for a second, a bit stunned.

"Oh uh, got it." He answers, giving Steve a thumbs up. Steve smiles and hugs him again.

"Have fun!" Steve calls out as Lucas leaves. Steve sighs, his hands on his hips as the kid walks away.

It's crazy to think Lucas is a freshman now, he's trying to loosen up a bit more. But, obviously he's trying not to turn Lucas into another King Steve. No keg stands, for the love. But Steve remembers going to his first Highschool party after a big game, it was memorable, and important.

"Don't you have someone waiting for you, Dingus?" Robin says, snapping Steve out of his thoughts.

"Shit- you're right."

#stranger things #lucas sinclair #steve harrington #robin buckley #st4 #stranger things s4 #there needs to be more lucas and steve bonding in fics #i want them to have canon interactions too!!#stranger things drabble #writing #platonic stobin #babysitter steve #i know nothing about basketball so BARE with me #this little scenario just was in my head cuz i saw the clip of steve cheering for lucas again

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