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hotpinkboots · 5 months

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I already write with:

Red Harrington Bellatrix Lestrange Emily Madame Thenardier Rose Weil Julia Hoffman The Red Queen (Iracebeth) Mrs. Lovett

So you can request with any of them, but I'm looking to add new Helena characters in.

Note: If you select the "other" option, make sure you tell me in the comments/message me what character you want, otherwise your vote won't have helped me out.

#pinkie speakie #there are so many characters she plays that i could list but i just chose the few that came to mind first idk #wlw #marla singer #fight club #morgan le fay #eudoria holmes #helena bonham carter #red harrington #mrs lovett #bellatrix lestrange #requests open #julia hoffman #rose weil #emily corpse bride #madame thenardier #red queen

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inklessletter · 10 months

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"Put your lips close to mine, as long as they don't touch. Out of focus, eye to eye, 'till gravity's too much."

🦋

Thank you all once again for trusting the process with me.

I am in love with this piece. A Red concept brought to life.

They feel, they know. Yet confessing makes it real. Something to act upon. But as long as they are silent they get to stretch the unspoken truth between them. Both an abyss and a bridge to cross through. A bright light they both choose not to look at, and neither the perfectly shaped shadow of their bodies standing so close they look like one. Light butterfly touches that need no justification. Sharing warmth, and gazes, secretive smiles under the wing of the autumn, where the decay and decadence of perishable life feels a lot too much like a foreshadowing of their untold story.

But they feel.

And they know.

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xoxoladyaz · 1 month

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Famous musician with three daughters under the age of seven Eddie Munson hears that they’re making a Barbie movie and offers/peer pressures his agent to get him presented to the production team as a potential songwriter for the soundtrack. He meets with the team, and eventually the cast, and they all hit it off, and he writes and plays on the eventually award-winning song “I’m Just Ken.”

When he gets asked about whether or not it was hard to write this song, especially since it’s so different from Corroded Coffin’s usual output, he always laughs and says it was easy because he’s got a hell of a Barbie at home that he lives to worship.

(Which the internet finds hilarious because his Barbie is certified Normal Guy and Hot Dad Steve Harrington.)

#Steve looks increasingly bitchy on the red carpet the more Eddie talks about this #which makes him even more popular on tiktok #and makes Eddie even hornier than before #eventually Steve commits to the bit and rocks some lingerie under a suit on the red carpet #and neither the internet or Eddie are ever the same #steddie drabble #steddie #rock star eddie munson #Barbie #steddie girl dads #eddie munson #steve harrington

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morganbritton132 · 8 months

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Dustin posts a Tiktok with that “What two clips give off the same energy” video that’s just:

(1) A video of Steve tossing Eddie’s shoes to him like, “Chop, chop, chop, we got a middle school basketball game to go to, Munson.”

Eddie responds in a full whine like, “Why??? What did I do to the king to receive this cruel and unusual punishment?”

Steve, ignoring his theatrics, throws a t-shirt with the school logo on it at him like, “Represent.”

And (2) a video of Steve and Eddie lounging on the couch when Steve asks, “Can you get tickets to the Barbie movie premiere?”

Eddie doesn’t even look up from his phone when he says, “Probably. Only if you walk the carpet with me though.”

Steve throws his head back and groans, “Ughhhh, I hate that.”

#Steve and Eddie are like: I love you and I love your dedication to your job but I hate this specific aspect of it #They’ve been together for thirty years and Eddie’s only got Steve on a red carpet twice #and one of those times he was filling in for Eddie’s assistant #eddie munson tiktok saga #eddie munson #steve harrington

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actuallybarb · 13 days

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here with me

pairing: male x gn!reader (i tagged with a lot of different male characters i find comforting, but there’s no names used so you can imagine anyone you so please)

word count: 0.6k

warnings: reader is in pain (nothing descriptive), he comforts. just fluff

a/n: i wrote this as a result of my own migraines, but i kept all the symptoms vague because any chronic pain is a bitch, and you deserve to be treated softly by the person of your choice

The apartment usually wasn’t this quiet when he got home.

Or this dark.

He set his keys on the counter and left his boots by the door, then carefully stepped through the apartment. The kitchen and living room were both empty, and the office looked like it hadn’t been touched all day.

There was no light under the bedroom door. He set a cautious hand on the doorknob, but a quiet whimper had him opening the door without question.

You were laid out on the bed, on top of the covers, with an arm draped over your eyes. The ceiling fan and rotary fan on the ground were both spinning at top speed, and he could just see a dark bag poking out under your neck.

He quietly closed the door and returned to the kitchen, now a man on a mission. He grabbed a straw and a water bottle from the fridge, then took an ice pack from the freezer and wrapped it with a dish towel. He took the last item, a bottle of painkillers, from the cabinet and silently returned to the bedroom, the only sound of his presence being the faint click as the door closed one more time.

“Baby?”

“Yeah, it’s me.”

You let out another small whimper.

“How bad is it?”

“9.5.”

Unbearable, then, if you were using an actual pain scale.

He set his items on the nightstand and took a seat beside you on the bed.

“Meds?”

“At 3.”

Only a couple hours ago, too soon to take more. He put those beside the lamp.

He uncapped the water bottle and put the straw in, then he gently tucked a hand behind your head and lifted. “Drink.”

Your lips wrapped around the straw, and he didn’t pull the bottle away until you’d swallowed at least four times. But before you could lay back down, he replaced your old ice pack with a new one. You shivered a little, but the cold was a welcome reprieve.

“Stay or go?”

You could’ve cried. He’d stuck with you through this so many times he knew your comforts by heart. He read your moods instantly, and most of the time didn’t need promptings, but he always took the time to ask when it got bad like this. And he never shamed you for only being able to say a few words at a time.

“Stay.”

It nearly came out as a sob.

He shed his jacket and started unbuttoning his jeans. “Shirt or no shirt?”

“Soft.”

He took off his current shirt and replaced it with his sleep one, nothing decorating the black fabric, just ultra-soft cotton.

“Where do you want me?”

It differed every time. Sometimes you didn’t want him at all, the thought of another person with you sending jolts of pain through your body. Other times you wanted him to stay, but on the other side of the bed. Or you wanted him close, but barely touching.

“Top.”

Or sometimes you needed him to put all of his body weight on top of you like a human weighted blanket.

“Covers?”

“No.”

He positioned himself, knees on either sides of your thighs, then he slowly lowered himself until his hands on either side of your face were the only thing keeping him up.

“Okay?”

“Okay.”

He finished lowering himself and settled his full weight against you.

You sighed in relief.

“Better?”

You nodded and tucked yourself into the crook of his neck. “Better.”

“Three taps if I’m suffocating you.”

For the first time that day, you took a deep breath and relaxed.

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unclewaynemunson · 6 months

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CW for body issues and negative thoughts surrounding weight gaining

Cold autumn air has fallen over Hawkins for the first time in months. Steve reaches into the back of his closet to find his favorite sweater, the dark red one that his grandmother made him when he was in his junior year. The wool still feels just as soft in his hands as it was last year.

He pulls it over his head, welcoming the warmth it immediately gives off around him, but it feels tighter than he remembers it being. He pulls and adjusts the fabric, then gives himself a critical look in the mirror, and - fuck. It must've shrunk somehow. He messed up his favorite sweater.

But... The last time he wore it, on that one cold night at the end of April, it still fit him perfectly. He remembers that night clearly: they were all sitting around a campfire in the trailer park for Wayne's birthday, and Eddie had kept looking at him like that sweater was causing all kinds of unholy thoughts - partly the reason why it's Steve's favorite.

The sweater can't possibly have shrunk lying unused in the back of his closet for months. It didn't shrink; Steve has grown.

Suddenly, he looks at himself in the mirror and sees a whole other person. He zeroes in on all kinds of details he had never paid much attention to before, and he wonders how he could've ever missed what was happening to him: his expanding belly, the fat that has gathered around his hips, his stretched-out thighs... His upper legs are looking more chubby than muscled now that he stopped swimming regularly, and his sweater is tight around his upper arms and too narrow over his belly, the imprint of his belly button clearly visible in the stretched-out fabric.

He has no idea for how long he has been staring at himself when the bedroom door opens and Eddie comes in, still roughly brushing a towel over his wet hair. He's wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. Again, Steve wonders how he could ever have missed the way his body changed, especially next to Eddie: Eddie, who has always been lean, on the verge of being scrawny, his ribs almost visible underneath his tattooed skin and not a single curve in sight.

Eddie freezes in his tracks when he notices Steve, his eyes hovering over the red sweater. Steve feels caught, exposed under Eddie's gaze. He must be coming to the same conclusion that Steve had reached a minute before: that Steve's best days are behind him. That he's getting fat and that his body will only deteriorate further from now on. That he stopped taking good care of himself. That he's only going to get uglier with age.

'Sorry,' he's quick to say when Eddie won't stop staring. He turns his body away from Eddie's gaze, and starts rummaging around in his closet to find something with a looser fit. 'I didn't realize it wouldn't fit anymore, I'm gonna get changed right away. I suppose the red isn't really your color, but you can have it if you want to, I'm sure it'll fit you perfectly.'

He feels hands grabbing the underside of the sweater from behind.

'No.'

'What?'

He turns around, facing Eddie again, who now fists his hands into the sides of the fabric instead.

'Don't you dare take this off. Only one person is allowed to do that from now on, and that person is me.' There's a look in Eddie's eyes that Steve only recognizes from very different settings, like when he used to get home after a run all sweaty, or when one of them sinks to his knees in front of the other.

'What is happening?' he mumbles under his breath.

'You, in this tight sweater?' Eddie's voice is low and breathy. 'You are a fucking dream, Steve Harrington.'

Steve takes a step backwards, but Eddie's hands stay plastered right where they are.

'Are you making a fool of me?'

Eddie frowns and he finally lets his grip on Steve's sweater go.

'Why would you think that?'

Steve huffs, needlessly gestures to his own body. 'I look ridiculous!' he points out, unable to keep the frustration out of his voice. 'It doesn't fit anymore, I let myself get fat, I'm getting old and ugly, I–'

With one step, Eddie is right in front of Steve again, shutting him up by placing his index finger against Steve's lips.

'Not another word,' he says. 'I don't want to hear you talk like that about yourself ever again. You got it all wrong, you know. I mean, don't get me wrong, you were already hella sexy in your jock days, but your soft pillow belly is, like, the closest one can get to heaven here on earth.'

It should be too much, it should sound insincere because of how dramatic it is - but Steve is used to Eddie's dramatics and he can see that Eddie is being one hundred percent serious right now.

'You are the sexiest man I know, and every pound you've gained is a beautiful one. You are gorgeous, Steve – and you will keep being gorgeous and sexy in every shape you'll get.' His hands are roaming over Steve's sweater again, comforting and hungry at the same time. 'I do have to ask you not to wear this sweater outside of our house, though. It'll cause riots. People might die because of it.'

He looks dead serious saying it, and Steve can't help but laugh before he tugs Eddie closer and presses their lips together.

#don't mind me rambling about stranger things #i saw people wanted the s2 red sweater to make an appearance again so here we go i guess #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #fruity ficlet #tw body issues #tw body image #tw weight #(lemme know if i forgot a tw please)

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delta-piscium · 1 year

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Wayne doesn’t believe Eddie at first when he says he’s a Vampire. It’s just because when he was twelve he spent several months insisting he was a Vampire. He’d literally make edible fake blood and have it together with Wayne and his morning coffee. Whenever it was sunny outside he’d use an umbrella to shield himself etc.

So, when Eddie sits him down and is like “I gotta tell you something.” Wayne is just like “okay, whatever you say. Whatever you need to do to deal.”

He does eventually manage to convince Wayne, who, when he’s finally onboard, never stops making small comments like, “I liked that syrup mixture you had more, you make your own choices but the vegetarian stuff was a whole lot simpler than this whole song and dance biting people.”

Whenever it’s sunny outside Wayne will wordlessly hand Eddie an umbrella, ignoring the glares he gets for it.

Steve notices and asks him about it since he’s actually fine in the sun and Eddie just grumbles out some excuse about Wayne just worrying

That is until one morning when Wayne asks how they slept and when Eddie yawns out a “good” He gets this glint in his eyes immediately responding “I thought a coffin was crucial for a good nights sleep?”

Steve looks so confused and also a little concerned because that’s a little insensitive and Eddie finally has to explain. Blushing furiously he as quickly as he can tells Steve that no Wayne wasn’t being insensitive, Eddie just told him when he was twelve that he was a vampire and for a month he tried to convince Wayne to get him a coffin to sleep in, claiming it was the only way he’d be able to get actual rest. Meanwhile Wayne is chuckling to himself in the background occasionally cutting in to add details, and like always, ignoring the murderous looks sent his way by his nephew.

After that Steve starts too. He hands Eddie umbrellas, when Eddie bites him he waits until he can feel him drinking before he’s like “be honest, is my blood better than the fabricated stuff you had? I won’t be mad if you don’t say yes.” Eddie bites down a little harder in retaliation.

He once asks him if he’ll be fine sleeping in a bed, but only that one time because he catches Eddie in a particularly petty mood where he just starts walking away saying “yeah, wow, ur right. Guess I’ll find a fucking coffin. Too bad they only fit one.” He only comes back because Steve half tackles him and drags him into bed refusing to let go.

For their anniversary he gets Eddie a full on cape (Eddie is only a little bit annoyed because the cape is actually cool as fuck and he had wanted one since he was a kid.)

#I’m on the Wayne and Steve team up to take care of and relentlessly make fun of Eddie together agenda #directly inspired by me at twelve having umbrellas in the sun bc I have always been in my vampire phase #I wore red contacts to school too 👍#never claimed I was a vampire just lived that life ig #me: I relate more to Steve #also me: makes several posts about Eddie directly inspired by myself #I should be asleep but instead this had to be written apparently???#my post #dels steddie thoughts #stranger things #steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #kas!eddie #wayne munson #steddie ficlet #vampire eddie munson #vampire!eddie

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cuips-not-cute · 1 month

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“Spit in my mouth,” Eddie says. They can’t kiss but maybe he can still taste.

“What?” Steve looks truly bewildered. “Spit in your—“

“Please?” Eddie says, too deep now to recover. “If it’s too freaky then, like—“

“No,” Steve considers, looks him up and down. “’S not freaky, you little weirdo. Freaky was you suckin’ on my underwear. This is just plain gross.”

Eddie’s cheeks burn a bright shade of red. He can see the flush on his nose, even, and then he stops looking there because Steve laughs at how his eyes have gone crossed.

“Forget it,” Eddie says, feeling a bit sick with how nicely shame wraps around him, heavy like a downy blanket. “Was a dumb idea.”

“I didn’t say that,” Steve’s fingers pinch, two sticky ones and a thumb, tugging at the skin of his nipple. They pinch and they pull, hard, and Eddie’s mouth drops open in a yelp, dick twitching against the meat of Steve’s ass and that’s when Steve, beautiful, clever Steve, takes his opportunity.

He spits.

from chapter 5 of my fic, blinking red light. click for subby eddie and angsty, sexy videotapes❤️

#brl #blinking red light #sub eddie munson #st #cuips writes #steddie #bottom eddie munson #steddie fic #steddie fanfic #steddie fanfiction #steve x eddie #eddie x steve #dom steve harrington #top steve harrington #soft dom steve harrington

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cholvoq · 1 year

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Flattery REALLY works on you, huh Eddie?

Fanart for my Steddie fic, Rock My World! The link is below :)

#steddie #steddie fanart #steve x eddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #stranger things #Eddie: you’re gonna make me blush #Eddie: *is literally bright red*

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hotpinkboots · 2 months

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hi im gay which helena bonham carter characters do you right for?

Hi I'm gay too here's a list of HBC characters I write for:

-Mrs. Lovett -Red Harrington -Bellatrix Lestrange -Madame Thénardier -Iracebeth (Red Queen) -Emily (Corpse Bride) -Marla Singer -Rose Weil -Miss Havisham -Susan Ivey -Joan Potter -Clair Spivet -Morgan le Fay -Mrs. Bucket -Julia Hoffman -Fairy Godmother

More coming soon, lovey 💜

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inklessletter · 11 months

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You feel dangerous, Harrington. Even more than I am.

Thank you for trusting the process <3

#steddie #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #fanart #final art #digital art #st fanart #steddie art #red

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harringroveera · 7 days

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Didn’t you know Robin? Steve’s favorite color is red

#harringrove #he loves all the red flags and billys red shirt too #billy hargrove #steve harrington #billy x steve #billy hargrove x steve harrington #incorrect harringrove quotes #harringroveera #harringrove textpost #harringrove meme #steve x billy #incorrect steve harrington #incorrect billy hargrove quotes #steve harrington x billy hargrove #steve Harrington meme #billy hargrove meme #robin buckley #harringrove edit

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jeysuso · 1 year

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#you pretty bitch

#stedit #strangerthingsedit #steveharringtonedit #steve harrington #stranger things #joe keery #*#again i know this has been done to death #but he looks so fucking good in this scene #that i needed to get my hands on it #and it's not a tez set unless there's an unnecessary colour change #today's is red #it was going to be purple but there's just something #about steve harrington and red that is chef's kiss #the reflection in his eyes in this season too #the dark contrast to the light reflection #heaven-sent #joe keery's parents really did something when they made this guy #i want him to smack me with that folder #let me tell you something #nancy is stronger than me #if he looked at me the way he looks at her in the second one #i'd be on my KNEES #and i don't mean to pick something up #🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️#mine #mine*

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redhedwitch · 2 years

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Just a dirty little touch

I really need your touch

A touch too much

Come on and touch me

#red art #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie

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keery · 1 year

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STEVE HARRINGTON Stranger Things, 2.09 - The Gate

#steve harrington #stranger things #strangerthingsedit #tvstrangerthings #dailystobin #dailystrangerthings #joekeeryedit #userspree #userallisyn #usersugar #usernaysa #red sweater u will always be famous #*

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biboomerangboi · 6 months

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If you want me to care instantly about a piece of media just add a pathetic little guy who’s a bit fucked up but he’s a good dad (bonus points if they acquired the child through circumstances rather than it’s their own kid.)

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