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blatantly making [DnD character’s] backstory a steddie fic for wip weekend please I am so intrigued!!
oh thank you!!! You have no idea how excited I am that you requested this, this fic is my (very neglected) baby !! (and based on my favorite PC who is a human bard called Max in a modern campaign setting, i just wanted to share that lmao)
“Steve? Eddie?” Someone calls from the other room and they spring apart. “Where did you go?”
“Uhh,” Eddie says and Steve rolls his eyes. “Just getting water,” he calls back, “we’ll be out soon.”
“Get me an ice cream too,” the someone, who Steve now realizes is definitely Dustin, shouts before he hears the back door sliding open and then shut again.
He waits a couple of seconds to be sure they're alone again and then raises an eyebrow at Eddie. “Uhh,” he parrots.
“There’s not a lot of blood in my brain, kinda difficult to think” Eddie snipes back but he’s smiling.
Steve tilts his head, “I make it hard for you to think straight?”
Eddie gives him an unimpressed look, “that’s the worst thing anyone has ever said to me Harrington, and I had an angry mob with pitchforks after me.”
Steve shrugs, “what are you gonna do about it?” Then he lets a slow smile spread across his lips, and glances down at Eddies ‘no blood in his brain situation’ “big boy.”
Eddie’s jaw audibly snaps shut and when Steve looks up he’s giving him a wide-eyed look. ‘Yeah, got him back for that one’ Steve thinks, satisfied to have some leverage back between them.
Eddie closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. “You are gonna have to stay so far away from me Harrington, or I will jump your bones and traumatize all our friends even more than they already are. Then when everyone has left I will deal with all,” he waves a hand between them, “this.”
“You keep calling me Harrington,” Steve points out, “what, no more baby? Sweetheart? Princess?”
Eddie turns on his heel.
“So far away,” he shouts over his shoulder.
(very late) WIP weekend (Wednesday)/make me write
#i think steve using big boy back on eddie is something that can be so personal#this wip brings something out of me and that something is steve and eddie endlessly going back and forth teasing each other#...this is how my dnd characters act if anyone wonders#anyways bc the title is not descriptive this is my fuckbuddies to lovers story with like...some bad choices inbetween (there's running#bc i love writing running apparently) i have a whole scene written for the resolution? kinda? idk but either way im so excited about it#i just gotta write more of the in between parts and i will i will#i am just so excited about all my wips i cant pick one and i gotta focus a little on one eventually so#my post#stranger things#eddie munson#steve harrington#steddie#ask#dels steddie thoughts#my writing#amusingdisplacement
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Hello, I would like some words of my favorite dynamic duo being goobers at their sex shop job!
Hello hello! Here's some Sex Shop Stobin just for you <3
"Steve, customer for you!"
He rolled his eyes but set his clipboard down, adjusting the volume of his hearing aid before heading out front. When he reached the counter he froze. Standing in front of him was Eddie Munson, looking just as startled at him, his eyes impossibly wide. Steve took a minute to process, awkwardly clearing his throat. He shot a glare at Robin, silently asking what he did to deserve this level of torment, but she glared right back, one eyebrow raised in challenge.
SEND ME AN ASK FOR WIP WEEKEND
#wip weekend#wip game#my wips#phil writes#amusingdisplacement#steddie#st#stobin#the ask and the answer#sex shop stobin au
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boot shine BoOt shIne BOOT SHINE (please tell me there is boot kink I feel so alone in my boot kink corner over here 😭)(also cool if not though, I'm excited either way 😅)
There very much is boot kink 😏 It was Not something I thought I'd be into, but, well, here we are!
And here is the spicy snippet under the cut! Following this post, and featuring transmasc Eddie.
Ask me more about my WIPs!
Then, Steve shifted the leg Eddie was leaning on, forcing it between his knees instead. The coolness of the smooth black leather boot against the heat of his inner thighs made Eddie flinch.
"Then be good for me."
Steve yanked on the collar.
Unbalanced, Eddie fell into Steve’s shin, but quickly shuffled forward so his bare cunt rested on Steve’s boot. The rough texture of the laces against his dick made him pant where he was curled over Steve’s bent knee and his legs trembled with the effort of keeping himself from humping it. Not without permission.
“Please, Steve? I wanna–” Eddie cut himself off with a shocked groan when Steve wiggled his foot, the toe now wedged between his slick folds.
“Sorry,” Steve said, sounding only partially genuine and mostly smug. “Ask me again, Eddie, you sounded so good.”
#wip tag game#amusingdisplacement#thanks for asking read!!#steddie#eddie munson#steve harrington#transmasc eddie munson#stranger things#snippet#sav scrawls stuff#also if you've got any steddie x boot kink fic recs i am Here for them
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hard to pick, but i'd love some more of rebel robin!!
i got you!! this is technically a prequel that i came up with last night as i was trying to outline s3 ksdhkgh. it takes place two weeks before robin's disappearance.
Robin can’t tear her eyes away from Nancy, who can’t tear her eyes away from Steve’s stupid hair.
It starts with five words that Robin’s surprised didn’t leave her own mouth.
“You’re an idiot, Steve Harrington.”
Robin’s not sure if she can survive the rest of the semester like this. Watching Nancy Wheeler, grinning and giggling and batting her lashes at the douchebag that is Steve Harrington.
wip wednesday <3
#got mail! 📩#amusingdisplacement#rebel robin: surviving the upside down#robin buckley#ronance#hmmm i wonder when this will come in handy later.... lmaoo#thank u read!!#if you saw this as wip weekend no you didn’t shhhhh
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✿ - ☮ - ♒ - for both Steve and Robin, my beloveds (can't remember whether or not you know this is @stobinesque on main, so, hello! *waves*)
Helloooo 🥰
✿ - Sex headcanon
Steve: oh god so many. Is him loving to hold hands during sex a cliche? Steve is a certified service top, he loves figuring out what makes his lovers tick, and he loves performing oral (on both girls and guys when he learns how to do that)
Robin: she can be awkward and clumsy in bed but it's fucking endearing. She likes to have music in the background so it doesn't feel so awkward. She'd ask the girl if she'd like a glass of water in the middle of going down on her bc she's worried about her being comfortable.
☮ - friendship headcanon
Steve keeps his friendships in his heart. Like, modern Steve wouldn't care about shit like adding each other on facebook or constantly messaging each other. He knows who his friends are, his true friends, and even if they end up in different cities or states or countries and don't talk to each other in years, all it takes is one phone call and "i'm in trouble" and he's there.
Robin likes physical manifestation of friendships. Not that she's shallow, she just likes to know that she has a bracelet that was given to her by Steve, a cute ring from Nancy, a handmade drawing of her favorite band on her wall by Eddie, a photo of a California sunset sent by Jonathan and Argyle as a postcard.
♒ - cooking/food headcanon
Steve loves cooking bc it's an act of service. He gets to feed the people he loves and it feels important, and he feels like he doesn't have too many skills, maybe, but this is something he can always do.
Robin isn't a fan of cooking, but she loves collecting cool recipes from magazines and bringing it into Steve's collection and if Steve makes something out of it? He's the best dingus that ever lived.
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🔀 for stobin!!
bah! hello! i got a fun one i think! :)
I think this could go one of two ways, honestly. But here’s the first.
Ever since Vecna, Steve has felt ugly and disgusting, has avoided going out on dates with anyone because he’s worried his scars are gonna scare them off—besides, how is he supposed to explain them? Car accident? Likely story. So he just doesn’t try.
It’s obviously affecting his mental health a lot, and Robin notices because that’s her other half and realizes that Steve feels ugly and while she’s not attracted to Steve, she knows that Steve is beautiful in his own right. She puts together a plan to help Steve love himself the way he is.
After work, Robin goes to Steve’s with a pack of sticky-notes and a sharpie. She knows that Steve isn’t home tonight—for whatever reason shh—and so she takes time to write out affirmations for him and sticks them not only to the mirrors but anywhere else she thinks he’ll look. Little reminders that he’s perfect the way he is now.
(when Steve reads them, he cries, and he saves every single one and leaves some of them in place and somehow more keep appearing when he isn’t home and he knows it’s Robin by this point but it still makes him cry every time because somehow they’re all different and still so completely sincere)
send me a 🔀 and a pairing, and i will create an au for the first song that comes up on shuffle!
#this is so cute#i like this a lot actually#i hope you like it!!!#stobinesque#amusingdisplacement#read tag#unsteddie answers#steve harrington#robin buckley#steve & robin
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Hopper They're Lesbians for wip Wednesday!
"I checked there's no one around," Nancy reassured her, one finger releasing the ascot in order to soothingly stroke at Stevie's throat.
"Robin is in the back," she grumbled, but shivered under the touch.
"Ah yes, Robin," Nancy said with a grin, "How is Robin." Stevie's blush took over her whole face at the suggestive tone.
#if yall cant tell by now i have made stancy incredibly queer lmaooo#sorry if this wasnt whatbyou expected 😅#wip wednesday#hopper theyre lesbians#my writing#writing tag#amusingdisplacement#asks
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closing time for wip weekend!
Your wish is my command 🥰🫶
A snippet, freshly edited and expanded, of Closing Time with my dearest @legitcookie 💜
As they make their way inside, Steve tries to make small talk, but it's awkward at best. So far they have absolutely nothing in common. On top of that, Todd does his best to give Steve the impression that he'd rather be anywhere but here with Steve. Great start, Steve thinks beginning to doubt himself. Normally it's easy for him to charm his dates, to draw them into an easy conversation, to get a flirtatious back-and-forth going. Maybe he's doing it wrong because Todd is a guy?
He sighs inwardly and offers to buy the first round, just to have something to do.
By the time he gets to the bar, it's already busy, people standing shoulder to shoulder, ordering and waiting for their drinks. The two bartenders are buzzing back and forth, pouring all kinds of liquids into different shapes of glasses, using shakers and adding tiny umbrellas and fruit on sticks.
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And also "if i said you could never touch me" bc I couldn't choose which I wanted more and I'm so so intrigued by this one!
“I’ve never kissed anyone before!” He blurts out before Eddie can lean in anymore, scrunching his eyes closed tightly so he won’t have to see the inevitable look of disappointment on his crush’s face.
“Like, you’ve never kissed a boy before?” Eddie asks, and Steve opens his eyes cautiously to see an expression of pure confusion.
“No. Never kissed anyone.”
His words don’t help how dumbfounded Eddie looks, and Steve knows what thoughts are running through his mind. The rumours. Can’t escape them, not even two years out of high school.
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Your sweater for wip weekend!
Once a week Steve hangs out with Tommy, because otherwise his father will be pissed. Steve’s gotta have the contacts. Tommy asks what Steve does during the rest of the Summer, and he says he’s busy helping his mom with some house renovations or with his dad at his home office.
Steve doesn’t know why he lies.
force me to write!
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Re ur tags about worrying about having the perfect snippet for wip Wednesday/weekend: 1. Totally absolutely feel that, but 2. I literally posted a snippet the other day and realized I had straight up written the scene wrong based on my outline and realized I was gonna have to rewrite that but literally a minute after hitting post. Which DID feel very shitty, except then I realized that if the fic changes between the snippets I write and what actually gets posted, that means people get a glimpse into what some of the editing/revising process entails, which I also think is really cool!
Anyway, obviously it's still hard and scary to put raw/unfinished writing up on the internet for everyone to see, but at least for me I know I'm never expecting polished sentences from wip snippets, and part of what I enjoy about then is getting to see people in the process of creation, which is always gonna be a little messy!
(about my tags on this post)
first of all thank you so much for this because I got in my head about it all, like ridiculously so and this helped a lot!
I’m sorry about the scene you had to rewrite that’s annoying but you’re so right, seeing other peoples process and what they post for wip stuff vs finished fics is so interesting, like actually love seeing that
that’s something I’ve been scared off because some of the fics are so messy and discombobulated right now I’m not sure if anything will stay the same. But like you I don’t except anything polished or like a special scene from wip wednesday/weekends I’m just excited about people writing in general and I do love seeing the small little glances whatever they are. I think I just need to remember that these aren’t like previews or supposed to reflect the entire fic but literally just motivation
#thank you thank you thank you <3#this genuinely was so great to get <3#got told I was getting too in my head about this yesterday too and like yeah#I’m gonna calm down about it and just post what I have- tomorrow probably though bc it’s late and yeah#i just want to give something good for anyone who sent an ask but again not why they sent an ask and not what this is about !#also I get super nervous about sharing unfinished things in general and that caught up to me#<- I’m being very negative now but genuinely I’ve written so much in the past 3 days because of this and made a lot of progress after now#not***#working on any WIPs since April so this has been great for me#also just felt like whatever I posted needed to have the perfect vibes for how I summarized the story but like …no? ?#like for example the hand holding one is somewhere else entirly right now so#idk idk it’s good now tho I’m good about it again#amusingdisplacement#ask
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🎶✨️when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, publish. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool)🎶✨️
Thank you ☺️
Choosing which ones was so hard but here we go:
1. Faster by Within Temptation
2. You Want a Battle? (Here's a War) by Bullet For My Valentine
3. Reflect by Tomorrows Bad Seeds
4. Dark Void by Asking Alexandria
5. Wrong Side of Heaven by Five Finger Death Punch
Bonus track: Valami Folyjon by Leander Kills
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Oh oh oh, would also love a snippet of smile while you suffocate
Hell yeah!!
So, Eddie changes tactics. He grabs Harrington by the jaw and gives him a little shake.
“You gonna start listening now?” he asks.
Make me write more!!
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8 and 15 for the pride ask meme!
8. Describe your gender without using any words traditionally related to gender
ooh, okay. sparkly, electric, loud, whimsical, bright, curious
15. How has your identity changed over time?
god, i knew i was into girls around 11 or so? but not in the way that i liked real girls, just celebrities and the girls that showed up in the fancy popups that showed up on weird websites. it wasn't until college that i explored having crushes on girls and it was like !! lightbulb moment !! so then i thought i was just gay and leaned heavily into that in all aspects of life. but then as years went on i knew i liked all types of people. so i've just landed on queer for myself because who knows who i'm going to fall in love with, i don't want to miss them cause i think i can't like a guy. but it's mainly ladies and nbs for me but i'm not closed off to any option.
pride asks: accepting!
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They have taken to sleeping on my duffel bag (all three of them but it has not yet been captured on camera). I think they're trying to tell me I don't need to work anymore 😂
Oh to have the life of a kitty. I could stay home and write all the time, lounge where I want, and get attention when I want it. No working. Just living.
they always look so happy about being photographed 😂😭 but also if the kitties say no more work?? then capitalism simply stands no chance!!
and that sounds like a dream life, someone come run away with me and lead that kinda life 🤍🫶
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@stobinesque / @amusingdisplacement requested "Let me do this. Please." for Vinny/Keziah
So me and Read have created OC's, we put them in a mafia!AU, bon appetit (this is all the context you're getting)
Vinny: Mine
Keziah: Read's
Tagging the scromies: @scarcrossdlvrs @patchworkgargoyle @sidekick-hero @vecnuthy @steddieas-shegoes @theheadlessphilosopher @wormdebut @sentient-trash @starryeyedjanai
Slightly spicy.
Vinny eases back into the bathtub, hissing as the motion stretches his healing torso. Obviously, their previous activities were ill-advised, especially the… enthusiasm, but whatever. Keziah needed that; Vinny needed it, too.
Sweeping back into the room in nothing but a sheer robe, Keziah finishes setting up a towel and grabbing a plush washcloth. Glancing over at him, ze huffs a laugh. Not quite a scoff, so Vinny takes that as a win; as much as he enjoys how it affects the sex, he doesn’t like fighting with Keziah.
Approaching the tub, Keziah sits down on the edge of it and wets the washcloth before gently wiping it over his chest and up his throat.
“I can take care of myself, Keziah,” Vinny offers as zir face pinches strangely at the horrific scar from his surgery, as it always does when ze looks at him now. “You don’t—”
“Let me do this, Vin,” Keziah snaps, and Vinny immediately shuts his mouth with a click. As if realizing zir tone was a bit harsh in the afterglow, ze adds, “Please.”
If it was any other time, Vinny might laugh, tease Keziah for the manners, ask who house-trained zir in his absence, but the moment was too tenuous. Too fragile. He doesn’t want zir to get up and leave, not when they had been fighting, even while they’d been fucking.
So, he just nods and leans back, letting zir clean up his throat and face, watching zir with hooded eyes and what was likely far too much naked affection.
“It’s not more important than us,” Vinny says after a few moments, and Keziah tenses, not even looking at his face as ze waits for him to continue. “The Organization, I mean, and that fucking terrifies me, Keziah.”
“Careful, Vincenzo,” ze warns, as ze always does when Vinny is being too honest, even with zir.
“Fuck ‘careful.’ It— I was raised to put the needs of the Family above all else, that the empire my grandfather started was the priority. It should be my priority, but it’s not,” Vinny insists, and when Keziah goes to pull away, he grabs zir wrist. “Can I say my piece, Keziah? Please?”
The ‘please’ stops Keziah, just as zir’s stopped him and ze meets his gaze finally. With a slow exhalation, Keziah just nods once and motions for him to continue.
“I know the only reason I even have the privilege of being annoyed that you put everything at risk to save me is because you saved me. You did that, Keziah. You saved my life,” Vinny says, lifting a hand to cup Keziah’s cheek gently. “And if I sound ungrateful, it’s because I’m supposed to care about the Organization, this fucking empire I’ve been saddled with, and I don’t because I care about you. I love you so fucking much that even considering a future without you in it is so fucking unbearable, I don’t— I can’t do it.”
“So, I ask you again, you think I’m better off living that hell?” Keziah asks harshly, but ze doesn’t pull away this time, doesn’t reach out with a grip that hurts, keeps zir claws tucked away.
“No, Keziah. I didn’t step in front of that bullet because I thought it was going to kill me, I didn’t even think about what would happen to me. I saw the gun, saw it aimed at you, and I couldn’t let them shoot you,” Vinny says, staring up at Keziah. “I practically shouted to everyone who was there just how fucking under my skin you are, how stupid I get when you’re near me, that I would risk everything for you, even my own fucking life, and I wouldn’t even hesitate.”
Now, Keziah was watching him intensely, zir breathing slowly as ze works to keep zir expression blank. Trying not to show too much, even to Vinny, even now. Especially now.
“I killed everyone else in that room just for that reason,” Keziah says darkly, and a soft part of Vinny that still persisted after all of these years ached at that.
“You mean everything to me, Keziah. None of this,” he says, motioning around them at the opulent bathroom, “means anything without you. The thing I would become without you… that scares me the most.”
“I can’t lose you either, Vincenzo,” Keziah says, and zir voice is uncharacteristically shaky as ze tilts zir cheek into Vinny’s palm. “You keep talking about what you would become, as if I wouldn’t be a fucking husk without you, going through the motions, running your family business when I’m not even a proper heir, I’d be a beneficiary at best. You don’t even have a proper heir— that’s beside the point. Stop assuming I’m stronger than you just because I’m better at hiding my hand.”
“You’re right, as always, just… it wasn’t about dying in your place, sweetheart,” Vinny insists, and Keziah’s eyes close with a shuddering sigh. “All I could think was ‘anyone but Keziah,’ even at the risk of destroying everything.”
There was a long pause, Keziah just sitting with zir eyes closed, breathing slowly and measured. Suddenly, Keziah stands up and shrugs off zir robe so ze can step into the tube, sinking into the water to straddle Vinny’s lap. Tucking zir face into his throat, ze sighs as Vinny wrapped his arms around zir body.
“You scared me, Vin,” Keziah confesses quietly, and that jolts something in Vinny’s heart. Of all the things he was sure Keziah had been feeling up to that point, fear was never on that list. If Vinny was honest, he didn’t even think Keziah could feel fear about anything.
“I’m sorry, my love,” Vinny whispers, kissing zir forehead sweetly. After a few moments, he says, “We could always fix that, what you said about me not having a proper heir.”
Keziah lifts zir head to glare at him. “You did not just ask me to have your children like that,” ze says threateningly, and Vinny’s eyebrows shoot high on his forehead.
“I meant I could write you into my will as my heir explicitly,” Vinny replies, a little breathless at the prospect of actually fathering an heir with Keziah. He could feel himself getting hard again at the mere thought of creating something with his perfect, strong Keziah, something that was theirs, not just maintaining something that was given to them. “How would you like me to ask you to have my babies?”
Keziah blinks at him, searching his face. “You’ll be insufferable when I’m pregnant, won’t you?”
“Am I not already?” He challenges lightly, and Keziah snorts. “Would you have a child with me? If I actually asked?”
Keziah considers the question, and for a moment it looks like ze might close back off. But eventually, ze sighs and leans in for a kiss. “You know I would do anything for you, Vin,” ze confesses softly against his lips.
“Do you want that?” Vinny presses, even as he tries to deepen the kiss, sliding both hands up Keziah’s strong back and feeling the map of zir scars with his calloused fingertips.
“Ask me again tomorrow when I don’t have your cock distracting me,” Keziah replies against his tongue, getting a hand between them to wrap it around Vinny’s cock. “Right now, we have weeks of catching up to do.”
Wrapping his arms around Keziah’s waist, Vinny mouths his way along zir jaw to nibble at zir earlobe. “I’ll hold you to that,” he growls low in zir ear, sighing as Keziah slides zir cunt back onto his cock…
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