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Both Eddie and Steve are absolute rizz masters when it comes to each other but complete disasters when it comes to flirting with anyone else.

Before they get together Robin got horrible whiplash watching Steve totally bomb getting this hot girl's number who was "down to fuck" and then Eddie walks in and the charm gets turned up to eleven.

Jeff and the rest of the band have the same problem with Eddie. Eddie is their "gay little disaster" because he always gets shy around hot guys.

Steve walks into the Hideout and suddenly Eddie is all "big boy" this and "sweetheart" that and their jaws are literally on the floor.

They get absolutely gooey when they start dating but at least their friends are saved from the disasters they were with other people.

I am so intrigued by history nerd steve !

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I am so excited for this one, I can't even begin to tell you how much!

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Steve was sitting at the table with Mike. He had shown him how to make the tassels and handed him them leather strips to just let him go to town.

He was putting in the metal rings in the armholes of Mike’s tunic for the tassels to be tied to.

After awhile Mike looked up from his work. “What made you get into sewing?”

Steve looked up at him and just stared at him a moment. “I about to say the most rich boy sentence in existence and if you laugh at me, I won’t finish your tunic.”

An ask for WIP Wednesday: Boy with a bat book 2, pls? 👀

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A bit of a long one because Steve is ranting a bit.

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Nancy sighed. “I’m not trying to start a fight.”

“Not this time,” Steve scoffed.

She winced, but nodded. “Yeah okay, I deserved that. It’s just really hard to fathom you liking men all of a sudden. We had sex, you got off. And now you’re with Eddie and gay and I just don’t know what to think anymore.”

Steve squeezed his eyes shut. “Fucking hell, Nance. You think I don’t realize how fucking messed that is. I thought for a bit that maybe I liked both, because of what I felt for you. Because I did love you. I still do, for Christ’s sake.” He threw his arms in the air in frustration.

He tugged on his hair. “But the more I thought about us. Our relationship, I realized that I was just trying so hard to be what everyone wanted me to be.” He started waving his hands around as he tried to get his point across. “The perfect boy next door. But that isn’t me. I love theater and boys and not having to worry about who was fucking who and why. Because all that ‘King’ shit was exhausting as fuck.”

I HAVE SUCH A WEIRD BUT GREAT IDEA IN MY HEAD!! Hi hello but like my head is exploiting. 1993, Robin and Steve go to Nyc to visit and old friend of robins who invited her to see his show. So robin drags Steve’s to a secret bar where drag queens where performing and then the star of the night comes out. It’s Eddie in drag (I picture him wearing something like Chappell Roan’s outfit in mv of My kink is Karma) and Steve doesn’t recognize him. So the show is him singing and whatever, always being really flirty and then going to the audience to mess with them. He eventually sits on Steve’s lap, and Steve is like “holy shit she is so hot date me please” and hands Eddie (i still don’t know a drag name for him but it has to be like fantasy and sexy def) a ten dollar bill. After the show Steve kinda rant of how great the show was and how great drag queens are specially the one who kissed him, only for them to meet up with Eddie for drinks (him out of drag) and being like “how you like me now Harrington?” And messing with him and having no clue he’s bisexual

OMGLFKFKSNDJSKS IDK BUT I JUST FIND IT SUCH A FUN IDEA LIKE DJDAKKDKSKSD

Sounds like you should write it!

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Asks from yesterday, don't send new ones, just wrapping up what I have.

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“Hey, Steve,” Mr. Cole greeted. “I was happy to see your grade climb back up after your concussion made them take a nose dive.”

Steve nodded, keeping his fingers crossed behind his back. “I tried as hard as I could.”

“Well it really paid off,” Mr. Cole said. “Because you have more than enough credits to graduate.”

Steve stared at him in shock as his guidance counselor handed him his file. He flipped through it and sure enough, he already had all the credits he needed. In fact, he could have graduated early if it wasn’t for Mrs. Hall.

[counts timezones] okay, should be half an hour left, soooo ooo that looks like a fight with nancy coming in and it might get juicy, so one more for boy with the bat? pretty please! (if you're not too busy tonight at least; i saw you got a decent number today! <3 )

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Last one of the night.

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It had been so easy to lash out at him for Barb, the monsters, the frustration of not being taken seriously, for all of her problems. But she knew he didn’t deserve it.

“He told me that unless I fixed it,” she said softly, “that he would eat lunch and go home by himself.”

Steve laughed bitterly. “So you’re not even here because you think you need to apologize. You’re here because your boyfriend won’t put out until you do. Jesus Christ, Nancy. What even is this?”

He stopped in front of the doors. “I’m not your punching bag anymore. I’ve got friends now. Friends that really care about me, for me.”

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Oops, must have missed this one before I went to bed.

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“We both know it is, Nance,” Steve said, his face twisted in that same pained expression from when she couldn’t tell him she ever loved him. “You broke up with me right after our first go round with the monsters and then not even a full month later you were back with me. What happened, huh? Did Jonathan turn you down the first time and that’s why you came running back?”

Nancy crossed her arms and looked away.

Steve huffed out a bitter laugh. “That’s it, isn’t it? You couldn’t even tell me you loved me at all after our fight at Tina’s Halloween party. You’re standing there getting mad it me for not loving you, but you’re the same. You’re exactly the same.”

Werewolf werewolf werewolf!!!!!!!

(Steve and the pups lmao)

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Haha! Poor Steve.

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“So what went wrong?” Eddie asked, moving closer to Wayne on the sofa. “Because holy hell, pops, if Steve had been human CPS would have been called and fast.”

Wayne drank more of his beer and then rubbed one eye with the other hand. “I don’t know. I honestly don’t. There were no indications that Steve was anything other than a kid who’s parents died and was adjusting to it. Yeah, he wasn’t exactly happy, but we didn’t expect him to be, you know?”

“So what changed?”

Wayne drank the last of his beer and set it on the coffee table. “They were away on a trip and I don’t know if they forgot, didn’t care, or planned it... but Steve wolfed out for the first in his entire life when he was eighteen.”

“What?!”

Until your post about it I hadn’t realized that I hadn’t seen any of Not All That Glitters is Gold since part 12! I usually find/read your fic through browsing the steddie tag and had no idea! I went back to read it and just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate all your writing and thank you for sharing it!

Yeah, it's a problem that I think is site wide.

I'm just going to have to ride it out and hope it gets better and not worse.

Thank you for reading. I loved writing it. I never thought I would write omegaverse but as someone else pointed out there is just something so alpha/omega coded with Eddie and Steve regardless of how you view them. Alpha/Alpha. Of course they are. Omega/Omega. Makes sense to me. Alpha!Steve/Omega!Eddie. Steve is the big strong protector and Eddie gathers lost sheep, spot on! Alpha!Eddie/Omega!Steve. Big, tough metalhead and babysitter Steve? Hell yeah!

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

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I'm not sure I know "weirdest" because I don't think anything worth researching is weird.

But I do know the one that lead me through the deepest rabbit hole.

Eddie's one ring on his right hand for this fic.

I saw several people say it's a mood ring and they showed modern versions of a "1980s" mood ring. I was a kid in the 80s none of our mood rings looked like that. Eddie's ring is far too intricate for the mood rings I grew up with.

Plus mood rings are whole stones and not faceted gems. Which considering Eddie's ring sparkles in a couple of scenes, it's a gem not a smooth stone.

So I went down the rabbit hole of what kind of gem could be grey or black. And I looked up both. This is great chart showing you all the different colored gems.

All the black gems were too...I don't want to say bright because black can't be bright. But too dark, maybe? So I went to grey. And I thought about the setting too. It seemed like antique silver with filigree sides. So a cheaper metal, not gold or platinum so diamonds seemed out of place in such a setting. And it was too light for the grey we see. And then I found the garnet.

It was a perfect match. For the cut, color, and clarity all matched with what we saw in the show.

So there you go. It's not a weird thing per se, but it's a special interest of mine that isn't usual and could count as weird.

Omegaverse sequel - this is the starcourt escorts, right? I loved that so much, I'm so so so stoked that you'll be writing a sequel!

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LAST ONE! Thanks for all the lovely asks!

It is indeed! I didn't intend to write one, but I feel like I promised the bonding, the take down of Steve's parents, and the birth of their baby, but Glitters was getting too long and the story felt complete as it was which was soon after Eddie's rut. So I thought why not write it? Yes, it puts me back up to 5 WIPs, but with any luck it won't be too long.

Plus I knew people really enjoyed the world building for it.

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He couldn’t believe it. Roxie retire? That was unfathomable. Oh and the other thing, too.

Roxie must of read his mind because they laughed. “Yes, I’m retiring. I turn sixty-five next year, and I really can’t see myself doing it for much longer. And as for you, yes, darling. You. You are the best escort this industry has ever seen and you have the receipts to prove it.”

“They do want me to come back and teach the next batch of incoming escorts,” Steve said with a sigh smile. “From the ages of sixteen to eighteen, I’ll be teaching them everything I learned to make them better. And that’s more important than any glamour or glitz being an escort could possibly give me.”

“Then the agency is in better hands than I thought!” Roxie cried gleefully.

Werewolf steve

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She reached the bottom of the stair and smiled at the sight before her. Perched on a table like a gargoyle was Eddie, who was watching his uncle read. She cleared her throat.

Both men looked up at her in surprise.

“Nancy!” Eddie cried. “What brings you to the coolest place in the library?”

She raised her eyebrow at Wayne. “Is he supposed to be here?”

“Family. It’s allowed,” he smiled.

Oh how embarrassing! I apologise, I got you confused with Hyper! Which is really just me not paying any attention to which author I’m looking at

I am however, very interested in your Werewolf Steve, so I shall ask for that instead 😅

Sorry again!

It's no trouble! That's why I answered privately to make sure. :D For context for the dear readers, they sent me ask earlier for an omega Eddie and wanted to make sure we were on the same page!

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Nancy’s first stop was the library. Because as much as Steve’s comments galled her, she knew in his goofy, big-hearted way was right. She needed to find out about what happened fifteen years ago. Maybe even further than that. But fifteen years was a good place to start.

She drove into town. As strange as that was to think of, most of the pack had cars of some sort. Steve just preferred to travel in wolf form when he could and now she knew why.

She had met a couple of conspiracy nut jobs in her time as a reporter for their school newspaper, but there was something about this that felt bigger than it looked on the outside.

Nancy walked into the library and flashed her pack ID. She was going to a specific part of the library, one only available to Domini, alphas, and Wayne Munson. The records of supernatural entities.

I shall also ask for werewolves Steve!! Pls n thank u

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Wayne chuckled. “It wouldn’ve done shit, it was just a regular bullet, it wouldn’ve even slowed him down.”

Eddie breathed a sigh of relief. “So what stayed Mack’s hand then?”

“You’ve seen in wolf form,” Wayne said, “can you imagine how beautiful he looked then? The cream of his under belly blending with the warm brown of his back and face as he tore down the gravel pavement?”

Eddie could imagine it in fact. Steve was gorgeous as a human, but as a werewolf? He was exquisite. It came from his mixed breeding of being born from another born werewolf and his turned wife. Born werewolves tended to be more timber wolf in their appearance. Almost dire wolf-esque. Big, with course fur and fierce. Bitten werewolves tended toward the smaller red wolves. Quick, slender, and cunning as hell.

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“It is if you want to not change the pronouns on Starlight Eyes,” Bob said kindly. “I know the label and previous producers have put a lot of pressure on you guys to not advertise your sexuality, but I’m tell you to say fuck it.”

Simon and Spence shared a glance.

“I mean, Simon and I are both straight,” Spence said. “Is that going to cause a problem if Abbadon and Astraeus come out?”

Bob shook his head. “No one’s gonna expect the whole band to be LGBT+, but I think if you came out it would be easier for a lot of newer artists to come out too. Because they think you have to be established like Corroded Coffin’s frontman Eddie Munson.

aaaand history nerd steve 3 of 3! For Now >:3

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She raised an eyebrow. “No shit. Really?”

“Yes, he did,” Eddie defended. “He’s amazing.”

Steve flushed with pleasure at his praise. “I dabble. I’ve been sewing for about a decade now.”

She walked up to him and admired the stitching on the hem on the tunic. “That’s really impressive.”