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unclejezzzy · 22 days

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The Sweetest Torture One Could Bear | Part 1 of I Despise My Rotten Mind (And How Much It Worships You)

It’s 1990. Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson are forced to confront their shared past and shifting dynamics under the ever changing hues of a gay club in Indianapolis. Eddie, exuding confidence and embracing his sexuality offers a helping hand to Steve who is buckling under the weight of societal pressures.

OR: Steve wants to sleep with a guy for the first time and Eddie reluctantly helps against his better judgement.

Indianapolis, 1990

Eddie leant back on his elbows against the metal topped bar of the club, eyes squinting as he delicately held the rim of his glass between his fingers.

It was a Saturday night which meant that it was nothing short of a a visual feast for the senses.

The music pulsated through his body, situating itself in his spine as he squinted out at the vast expanse of potential conquests through the smoky haze.

The multi-colored lights above bathed the adumbrate dancers in an ever-changing rainbow of hues. The walls were adorned with mirrors, reflecting the dancers and amplifying the feeling of being part of something larger than oneself. Giant video screens played music videos and club scene footage, immersing them all in a world of pure hedonism.

Of course, Eddie couldn't deny that a majority of the time the clientele were just as visually stunning as their surroundings. Dancing bodies adorned in leather, lace, and sequins were all in abundance, as per usual.

But something was different. He didn't have the usual feeling that anything was possible in there tonight.

Something was missing.

"What about that guy?" Robin asked; voice elevated so it could carry over the bass of the music as she leaned across from behind the bar on her tiptoes to point out across the room to a guy with spiky blonde hair in a tank top.

“Nah - had him already. He's boring." Eddie said cavalierly.

"Boring?" She reiterated, busying herself with wiping the rims of highball glasses with a dish towel.

"He sucked dick like he was working a nine to five." He scoffed a laugh, taking a sip of his drink.

"Okay, fine." She shrugged, neck craned as she scoured their surroundings.

"Him?"

"Nah - too - muscly." Eddie grimaced, immediately glancing away without wasting a second.

"I thought you liked that?" She asked, looking up at him beneath furrowed brows.

"I like 'em toned, like a subtle 'yeah I work out but it's not my entire personality.' I don't want someone who looks like they're the face for sports steroids advertisements." Eddie said firmly.

"God you're so picky, you're looking for a hook up not a husband." Robin clarified, rolling her eyes.

"There's just nobody new and exciting. It's the same faces, same music, same routine. It's exhausting." He said, staring out ahead of him as he kissed his lips between his teeth.

"Yeah, I forgot that getting your dick sucked could be so tedious." She said in jest as Eddie chose not to respond.

"You know, maybe you're just not as into it as you used to be. That's fine, you know. To grow up and get a life outside of hooking up with people. Maybe settle down, get a boyfriend or something."

Eddie narrowed his eyes, pretending to be in deep pensive thought.

"Nah, that doesn't sound like something I'd do." He eventually said, lips breaking out into a devilish grin as Robin glared across at him.

He allowed his eyes to glaze back over the crowds of people.

His vision fixated on a lone guy with lightly tousled brown hair leaning against the metal bars of the balcony, facing away from him. It was long, layered. Purposely messy? Eddie couldn't decide. But he loved how it curled around his neck from the length.

He was wearing camel coloured chinos and a navy blue T-shirt. Fingers tapping against his crossed arms as he continued to look out at the vastness ahead of him.

Two go-go boys dressed in nothing but tight fitting, metallic shorts and pairs of cheap angel wings that were most likely bought from a Spirit Halloween store were either side of him.

They were elevated from the floor, encased in metal caging with dollar bills hanging limp from their waistbands.

It was an ethereal sight given the circumstances. If he believed in that kind of la-di-da butterfly effect bullshit he would have assumed that the universe had placed him in his line of sight for a reason.

Eddie's eyes scanned the length of his body.

He couldn't help but admire the curvature of his ass; how it was packed so tightly into the material it almost made them look as though they were painted on with the way they hugged his hips and thighs.

"Him." He said firmly, not breaking his gaze.

"What?" Robin asked.

"Him, over there." Eddie said, clicking his fingers with an outstretched arm to draw her in to his line of sight.

"The guy in the chinos?"

"Yeah. I want him."

"You haven't even seen his face yet." She warranted.

"Don't need to. He's got an ass that goes for miles. He could be the ugliest fucker in the world for all I care. I'll just go behind, don't have to look at him." He clarified, biting down against the flesh of his lower lip.

"Here I was thinking you were shallow." She shot back, voice tainted with sarcasm as she slung the dish towel over her shoulder.

"I'm going over." He affirmed - voice low as he downed the remainder of his drink, reaching around to place the empty glass behind himself on the bar.

"Okay, have fun. Be good." Robin called out after him as he brushed down the front of his black tee.

"Never. Don't miss me too much." He shot back, teasingly as he ran his fingers through his bangs to ensure they were placed in the perfect divide between careless and purposeful.

The thing with Eddie is that he didn't get rejected. In fact, he couldn't even recall the last time he got rejected.

He read an article that stated that statistically speaking, men think about sex on average around 19 times a day. This was one of those times that Eddie was happy to be branded as above average.

Of course, these statistics were based solely on straight men. Go figure.

When Eddie wasn't having sex, he was thinking about having sex. And the second he was finished having sex with the most beautiful man who ever lived, he was thinking about the next beautiful man who ever lived that he'd meet the next night.

And luckily for this guy, he was right on his radar.

He sauntered through the throngs of people, skin prickling in anticipation as he approached him. It was almost exhilarating, reaching the apex of a desired conquest.

"Hey, had a busy night?" Eddie asked, slinking an arm around the guys waist as he whipped round to face him.

He had hoped his gaze would be met with the same inquisitive eagerness. Instead, he was met with brown forlorn eyes and furrowed brows with a sinister familiarity to them.

The chiselled jawline, the mole on the side of his neck beneath the stubble, the irate demeanour.

"Jesus fucking Christ." Eddie announced, retracting his hand with the same speed you would if you caught it on the side of a hot teakettle.

"Oh God." The other breathed out, eyes darting maniacally across his face as Eddie watched the muscles of his neck contract with a deep swallow.

"Steve?" Eddie asked, biting back a laugh as his jaw slacked in awe.

"No." He said hastily, shaking his head as he darted around at his surroundings for a quick escape.

"Oh my God, it is you. Steve Harrington. From Hawkins High." Eddie pressed as he watched him back away, hand gripping the metal of the balcony for stability.

King Steve. Hawkins High maverick, belligerent basketball captain, disciples at his heels. He sounded like a cliche.

He was a cliche.

The man was a planet who carried his own gravity.

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dreamwatch · 1 year

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington & Dustin Henderson, Eddie Munson & Dustin Henderson, Steve Harrington & Dustin Henderson & Eddie Munson, Lil bit of LuMax in the background Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Dustin Henderson, Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Wayne Munson, Lucas Sinclair, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Erica Sinclair, Mike Wheeler Additional Tags: Fix-It, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Unexpected Triggers, implied childhood abuse, Not-So-Secret Relationship, Grief/Mourning, Hospitalization Summary:

The first time Eddie says it, it’s after he’s been on a ventilator for two weeks. The first time Eddie could have said anything and Dustin would have been over the moon. Eddie talking means Eddie is healing; Eddie is alive. The first time is fueled by exhaustion, and hope, and so many painkillers, and grief deferred. The first time is a gimme.

The first time doesn’t count. But then Eddie says it again. And again. And then Eddie doesn’t stop saying it.

Or: The world is safe. Eddie and Steve get close. Dustin adjusts.

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I think I’ve read this 3 or 4 times now? I don’t want to say it’s sweet, it would take away from how the author weaves everyone’s trauma into this story, I think soft is a better description. It moves back and forth, from Eddie first waking in hospital to months later when everyone is learning to deal with their new reality. There are some beautiful moments (RC Cola) and the characterisation is on point. Pretty sure this is all Dustin POV, and I’m a sucker for Steddie through other people’s perspectives. Gorgeous fic. ❤️

Updated to add - author is on Tumblr! @bit-odd-innit I highly recommend all their fics, I’ve just seen a couple I missed which is your PSA to subscribe to authors!

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eldritch-thrumming · 1 year

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Masterpost

Newest

is it casual now?, pt. one part two: fwb!steddie, inspired by chappell roan's "casual" [AO3]

One-shots

i swear that i’m not thinkin’ ‘bout you all the time (just today, yesterday, every day, and tomorrow night) T, COMPLETE

Robin and Eddie are sitting on the couch facing each other, talking about dumb shit before Eddie finally asks her what Steve’s deal is. Robin snorts. “I’ve known him almost a year now and your guess is as good as mine.”

OR: Eddie's out of the hospital and Steve won't leave him alone. Steve's trying to seduce Eddie through chores.

i'm such a fool for you (you’ve got me wrapped around your finger) T, COMPLETE

"Nance and I have been in this together since the beginning. But it was never gonna be romantic between us again. I love her and always will, but we’re definitely not meant for each other.” Steve lets out a huff of a laugh. “Besides, I’m striking out with someone else pretty frequently.” He doesn’t know why he says it; the weed and the beers are combining to sabotage him probably. He hears Eddie shift next to him.

“King Steve’s lost his touch?” Steve can hear the smirk in Eddie’s voice as he says it.

“Oh, I lost it a long time ago,” Steve laughs into the night sky, rubbing a hand across his face.

OR: Steve and Eddie are both very dumb and very into each other.

it’s christmas (this is gonna be a nightmare) T, COMPLETE

“Okay, what’s wrong?” Robin asks him.

Steve takes a deep breath. “Nothings wrong.” He turns from the cutting board on the counter to look over at the two of them standing next to each other. They look skeptical. Steve takes another breath. “Okay, before I say anything, just remember that you guys are my friends and roommates and I always take out the trash at night when you guys are too scared and I take all the spiders you find in your rooms outside for you and you care about me deeply for a multitude of reasons, okay?”

Robin rolls her eyes and Eddie’s eyebrows crinkle in confusion. “Steve?” Eddie says, his voice calm. Steve turns back to the counter, facing away from them. Maybe if he doesn’t look directly at Eddie, it’ll be easier to say.

“I may or may not have implied to my mother that Eddie and I are dating and that’s why I’m bringing him home for Christmas,” Steve says in a rush, hoping that he won’t have to repeat himself.

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i hate your big dumb combat boots: a steddie x 10 things i hate about you AU part one part two part three part four part five part six part six 1/2

what if Nancy Wheeler and Eddie Munson worked at Scoops Ahoy in the summer of ‘85?

Steve has a first date tonight, but he’s self-conscious about his scars

you’re a cowboy like me: steddie x cowboy like me au

sorry for not making you my centerfold part two steddie x coney island au

all the girls dreamed that they’d be your partner: steddie x how to lose a guy in 10 days au (part one part two)

wwdits steddie au

kiki’s delivery service au [AO3]

you should think about the consequence of your magnetic field being a little too strong steddie x gorgeous au (landscaper!eddie/bored rich kid in Beverly Hills!steve)

I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this steddie x paper rings au (pining fwb!steddie) [AO3]

i'm so in love that i might stop breathing steddie x taylor swift's "paris" au [AO3]

there’s just one who could make me stay steddie x you’re on your own kid au [AO3]

you smile that beautiful smile and all the girls in the front row scream your name steddie x superstar au (songwriter!eddie/musician!steve) [AO3]

taylor swift inspired aus on AO3 here: my heart’s been borrowed and yours has been blue

bring it on!steddie au

soak up the sun early 2000s steddie head canon

i would never pretend to not know you steddie x normal people au

what, like it's hard? pt. 1 steddie x legally blonde au

steve's parents hire someone to "date" him steddie x no hard feelings rom com au

if we lived on the moon (steve deals with some complicated feelings at the grocery store) [AO3]

the newsroom au steddie x the newsroom au (prime time news anchor!steve x executive producer!eddie, past relationship, past cheating, exes to lovers)

steddie x failed threesome au (steddie meet in a threesome and they can't perform)

steddie x love rosie au (accidental teen pregnancy, childhood best friends)

freddy krueger stripper au

steddie x cafe au

and i wouldn't marry me either, pt. one steddie x plus one rom com au (wedding dates for convenience, fake dating adjacent)

the ultimatum reality show au (reality show contestants to lovers)

i don't need wings to help me fly, pt. 1 steddie x the princess diaries 2 au (prince!steve, scheming aristocrat!eddie)

may the odds be ever in your favor, pt. one steddie x the hunger games au

rockstar!eddie/personal trainer!steve

Multi-chapter ‘fics

sorry about the blood in your mouth (i wish it was mine) M, COMPLETE, 10/10

Max had read every one of Eddie’s novels and every one of his screenplays. In every single one of them, in every universe that Eddie could think up, she watched as Eddie fell in love with Steve, over and over and over again. They had different names, different professions, there were different, wild, fantastical circumstances, but it was always them. In every version of reality, they found each other. It was time they found each other again in this version and Max was going to help them do it, even if it killed her.

OR: It's 1997, ten years after Eddie and Steve leave Hawkins. Eddie, a novelist/screenwriter, Max, Hollywood's shiniest scream queen, and Dustin, the hottest indie horror director in the business, reunite to make a movie and they're bringing the Party along with them to the middle of nowhere to do it.

when i don’t touch you it’s a mistake in any life, in each place and forever. M, COMPLETE, 12/12

If Eddie didn’t know any better, he would think that he’d slipped into an alternate dimension. A dimension where he was happy and not dead. A dimension where Steve Harrington sleeps in his bed—or maybe where he sleeps in Steve Harrington’s bed.

OR: Eddie dies. But then he wakes up next to a sleeping Steve Harrington.

it had to be you. M, WIP, 3/7

“You guys are gonna have a great time,” Dustin beams at them.

Steve lets his eyes take in all that is Eddie Munson, from his messy long hair to his Black Sabbath band tee to his painted black fingernails. He looks loud and obnoxious. Steve seriously doubts they’re going to have a great time. From the look on Eddie’s face, Steve imagines he’s thinking the same thing.

OR: It's the When Harry Met Sally AU that literally no one asked for.

oh my, love is a lie (shit my friends say to get me by) M, WIP, 1/4

“Is that—?” Robin starts, before she's interrupted by Dustin calling them over.

Because Eddie is Eddie. After Nancy had demolished Steve’s heart, he’d gone out for the weekend, Robin in tow. He’d drank enough to forget his own name and had ended up making some questionable decisions. One of those decisions had, apparently, been Eddie Munson. They’d spent two nights together, back in June, drenched in cheap beer and barely leaving Steve’s bed. On the afternoon of the second day, Eddie had left, saying he was going for a McDonald’s run, and Steve hadn’t seen him again. He hadn’t even left his number.

OR: Six months ago, Steve Harrington had his heart crushed by Nancy Wheeler. To cope, he'd rebounded in the worst way, spending two life-changing nights with the guy of his dreams. The only problem was that the guy had ghosted him, no number, no Insta handle; Steve didn't even get his last name. Now, he's resurfaced at Steve's Friendsgiving party, apparently Dustin Henderson's new best friend.

i can’t let go when something’s broken (it’s all i know and it’s all i want now) T, COMPLETE, 5/5 (also on tumblr here: part one part two part three part four part five)

Steve Harrington wakes up like he does every day, alone in his big bed with fluffy white sheets, weak sunlight streaming through the blinds on his windows. He rubs the sleep from his eyes, drinks the glass of water he put on his bedside table last night and swallows the aspirin next to it, and then climbs out from underneath the covers. He wanders into his bathroom to brush his teeth and shower, to fix his hair the way he likes it (a much less intensive process than it was when he was seventeen), and pulls on the same jeans he wears every day. He fixes himself breakfast—scrambled eggs and burnt bacon—and then he leaves for his shift at the coffeeshop.

The day passes slowly, like it always does. Steve makes small talk with the regulars, he laughs half-heartedly at Frank’s jokes, he pours espresso all over his hands. He cleans the tables and stacks the newspapers. He tries his hardest to ignore the new stack of Rolling Stones Frank has placed by the door.

monsters are always hungry M, WIP, 2/9 (Horror, ST4 rewrite)

Robin finally slides the tape all the way in to the VCR and Steve rolls his cart back over to the counter and leans over it, ready to watch some kid’s fourth birthday party or a Little League baseball game.

There’s nothing but static for the first thirty seconds.

“Maybe it’s blank?” Robin suggests, and just as she says it, the mess of snowy static shifts to a blood red screen before the images begin to flicker. The footage is grainy, like a real home video. The images are almost indistinguishable, but Robin and Steve can make out a big house, a front porch, a stained-glass window with a rose at the center. The cuts are choppy and jarring as the screen shifts quickly from one image to another in the blink of an eye. Cobwebs in the corner of a ceiling, spider eggs, limbs bent at inhuman angles, a child’s face.

The images stop, almost as quickly as they’d begun, and the television returns to static. Steve and Robin stand in silence for a minute before Steve rounds the counter and reaches up for the power button, turning the TV off.

OR: Steve and Robin watch a mysterious, unmarked tape they find in the returns bin at Family Video.

all of me changed like midnight. M, 4/11

In the fall of 1986, Eddie invites Steve and Robin to one of his shows at the Hideout. Steve is mesmerized by Eddie's performance, captivated by the way Eddie's hands move up and down his guitar, by the way Eddie's measured breaths deliver a strong and confident lyrical performance. When Steve compliments Eddie after the show, Eddie offers to teach Steve to play the guitar. Steve is completely taken by the whole project and a romance blooms, tender and soft, as they begin to speak through the music they play for each other.

Shortly after Steve confesses his love for Eddie, Eddie flees Hawkins, determined to live out his dreams as a rockstar and convinced that's not what Steve wants for himself. Steve and Robin move to Indy, where they begin playing open mics at the coffeeshop Steve works at. Steve finds that songwriting is the perfect way to give voice to his feelings of grief, love, and abandonment.

The fic spans ten years as Steve and Eddie weave their way in and out of each other's lives, writing songs that can only be meant for each other.

project 146 of the steddie bigbang

Series

tell the devil i’m waiting. M, COMPLETE

Includes: sorry about the blood in your mouth (i wish it was mine) & i make up things that i would never say (i say them very quietly)

my heart’s been borrowed and yours has been blue T, ONGOING

unrelated taylor swift-inspired steddie

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sombersynth · 1 year

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do you have any favorite fic authors?

Oh boy, do I! I wish I could give them all little trinkets and treats, they're all so amazing. I love literally so many, far too many to count, but check out my fic recs and you'll have so many beautiful worlds to dive into! These authors are ones that have quite literally changed my brain chemistry, though. Like, altered the course of life, branded my soul type of amazing, so check them out!!

@azrielgreen / OonionChiver - AO3

@judasofsuburbia - AO3

Anonymous on A03

@thorniest-rose / Honeyvenom - AO3

@eddywoww - AO3

3Minsover- AO3

@gorgeousgreymatter-x - AO3

#steddie #steddie fanfiction #steddie fic #steddie fanfiction recs #eddie x steve #steveddie #steddie fanfic #steddie fic rec #steddie fanfic recs #my fic recs

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n4tek · 1 year

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Redraw of fanart for greatunironic’s amazing fic - ver proud of my improvement since op

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grey-edges · 1 year

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whatever.arts on instagram made this based off a scene in the first chapter of my new steddie fic and i am screaming

feel free to read it here:

#hi i’m writing again i can’t believe it #steddie #steve x eddie #eddie x steve #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #platonic stobin #st #stranger things #steddie fic #steddie fanfic #steddie fan fiction #steddie fanart #steddie fanfic recs #stranger things four #stranger things 4 #stranger things season 4 #st 4

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goditsmeagain · 1 year

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Can you share any steddie fic recs? :3

let's see if I can add any to what I had before for ya

just a rhyme without reason by doriangrayscale is excellent. chef's kiss. they meet before season 4 n date. Eddie was so dramatic and brilliant and silly and Steve needing to be needed?? my kin. my boy. my rotten soldier

all that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing by t1red_gay hello?? Eddie telling Steve he's in love with him and expecting nothing in return and he keeps saying it?? just wants Steve to know he's loved!!! and Steve having the epiphany that he can have it. beautiful

skull rock era by @chattre-kisses my god!! again meeting before st4 with the coupling of being structured with always ending up seeing each other at skull rock. the found family in this. the humour. the build up between Steve and Eddie and the bond that's created. el!!!! excellent read you'll love it

thats all she wrote for now!! happy reading <33

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myanonymousflower · 1 year

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It's Not a Big Deal by AidaRonan

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“You wanna know something fun about DnD though?” “What?” “You can do a game with just two players.”

Steve sits up. “Really?” He looks interested, hopeful. And, fuck, Eddie wishes Steve would level that look at him for something other than Dungeons & Dragons. Though, admittedly, Steve playing Dungeons & Dragons with him isn’t exactly NOT on Eddie’s crush-ridden daydreams list.

Like, Eddie has some weird turn-ons, and that is definitely one of them.

#steddie #steddie fanfiction #steddie fanfic #fic rec #steddie fic rec #steddie fanfic recs #It's Not a Big Deal

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assorted-fanfics · 1 year

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A Sign of The Morning

By ToEdenandBackAgain

Summary:

Vecna is dead. The Upside Down is cut off from Hawkins yet again. Steve is trying to go back to normal, whatever that is. He's also trying to figure out exactly how Eddie Munson has managed to fit so easily into his life.

-I made this account a good bit ago to actually put out some recs and promptly reblogged every ficlet I came across instead. Here is a really fuckin good fic for all of my steddie fans out in the wilds of tumblr! Tw for sexual content and period-typical homophobia as well and (what at least counts to me as) parental abuse, both emotional and some physical (it's one scene but I very much did wish there was a warning and if there was and I didn't notice, that's on me, but I figure I should make it obvious).

This fic had all of the usual stuff we love from a good steddie fic: Steve being a bi disaster, Robin being a good best friend and a lesbian disaster, and Eddie being sure he was crushing on a straight guy! Won't spoil, but I love fics for representation of ptsd because I good bit seem to forget what these guys went through and that that would Not Be Okay afterward.

On that note,

Have a good read!!

☆ike☆

#stranger things #steddie #steddie fanfic recs #fanfic recs #assorted fanfics for my tumblr folks #fanfiction #ao3

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becomingfoxes · 10 months

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Their love was made of rain, of blood, of spit, of tequila, of cherry flavored lips, of tired eyes and touching hands. Their love was Steve, sleeping with Eddie’s ring on his finger.

Eddie, sleeping with his rings on.

💛💛💛

Fic link 💕

#my art #steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie fanart #steddie fanfiction #fanfic #steddie fanfic #steddie fanfic recs #i love this fic so so much!

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unclejezzzy · 21 days

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You Poison Every Little Thing That I Do | Part 3 of I Despise My Rotten Mind (And How Much It Worships You)

It's 1990. Eddie Munson finds his world completely turned upside down when Steve Harrington, an unwelcome presence, becomes a permanent fixture in his life, residing under the same roof. Eddie harbors a deep-seated resentment towards Steve, while Steve, yearning for companionship, seeks Eddie's friendship. The line between affection and attraction becomes increasingly blurred when the bonds of friendship are tested.

OR: Steve and Eddie try to be friends even though they lowkey just wanna fuck each other and won't talk about it

Eddie awoke abruptly to a grating and discordant symphony of clattering coming from his kitchen. He acclimatised to his surroundings, rubbing the sleep from his eyes with the heels of his hands.

An acrid smell of something burning wafted from underneath his doorframe.

It was an assault on all of his senses on none other than a Monday morning.

Lethargically, he hauled himself out of bed. Fumbling around in his dresser for a T-shirt and yanking a pair of jeans from a hanger in his closet. The closet that still and always remained in utter disarray.

Skulking out of his bedroom, Steve stood frantic in the kitchen. A thick black smoke emanated from a frying pan as Steve attempted to savour the last of whatever it was with a wooden spoon. Miscellaneous ingredients he had forgotten he even had were strewn across the countertops.

"What are you doing?" Eddie asked as Steve whipped around to face him.

If he didn't know better he would have assumed Steve was trying to burn down Eddie's apartment to kill them both in some kind of Shakespearean tragedy.

"Good morning!" Steve exclaimed, frantically.

"Is it?" Eddie shot back.

"I've decided I'm going to approach each new day with a full sense of positivity. And just - tell myself that everyday moving forward will be the best day of my life." Steve said, gleaming as Eddie made his way around him with a glare to reach the coffee pot.

"Okay well - could you start that off by cleaning up all of my shit?"

"Do you want some eggs? I can make you some eggs. Scrambled through cos - I don't know why, they always end up scrambled." Steve asked, tilting the pan towards Eddie.

"Was supposed to be sunny side up."

He tried to hide the sheer grimace that shrouded his face. He didn't know what he was looking at, but it was absolutely not any sort of egg he had ever seen before.

"No. Just coffee for me thanks." He said simply, pouring himself a mug.

"And a fuckin' cigarette." He muttered under his breath as he exited the kitchen as quickly as possible.

“You can't survive on just coffee and cigarettes. You need to eat." Steve lectured as Eddie rolled his eyes.

“Well - I've lasted this long." Eddie shot back, pulling one from the carton and lighting it with a stray chrome lighter that sat atop the coffee table.

"I gotta go to work today so you're gonna have to keep yourself occupied."

“Oh - what time will you be back?" Steve asked.

He had this air of insufferable innocence about him that Eddie wanted to squash in any feasible way he could. He was like a prying toddler, sticking their hands into everything and creating a tornado of mess in their wake.

"I don't know? Why?" Eddie asked, taking an elongated drag.

"Just - wondering. God, you're really not a morning person." Steve said averting his gaze back to the stove top.

"I'll be back whenever I'm back. I don't keep track of these things."

"Okay." Steve shrugged.

"Just - keep the door locked. Don't break or set fire to anything. Don't answer the phone, let it ring out and I'll check the messages later. Actually - just don't touch anything else. Please." Eddie pleaded flatly as he watched Steve switch off the stove.

He transferred his definitely not eggs to a plate and stared at them blankly, unsatisfied with his meagre efforts.

Eddie started to wonder whether this guy had ever cooked a day in his life. And if he had - how many times had he contracted self induced salmonella?

“I seriously wouldn't eat those if I were you." Eddie advised, tapping the excess ash into the ashtray.

“Well - can I watch TV when you're gone?" Steve asked, discarding of the plate on the side with a wariness.

"Sure. Whatever." Eddie shrugged putting the cigarette limply into his mouth as he traipsed over to the door. He grabbed his boots, pulling them on as he leaned against the wall for balance.

"Can I listen to music?"

"Yes."

"Can I read your comics?"

Eddie sighed indignantly, lit cigarette flopping down his mouth as Steve stared back at him with his big eyes and cluelessness.

"Steve."

“What?"

"Just - do what you want. I don't care." He snapped, grabbing a leather jacket from the coat hook and shrugging it onto his shoulders before taking another drag.

"There's a spare key on the shelf if you do decide to go out anywhere."

"Okay. Well, I hope you have a good day." Steve smiled as Eddie grabbed his own set of keys from the coffee table.

"Sure, okay." Eddie snarked, swiftly leaving and slamming the door behind him with a deep exhale.

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Chapters: 6/6 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson Additional Tags: Memory Loss, Post-Season/Series 04 AU, Alternate Universe - Hospital, Banter, Dialogue Heavy, Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Funny, but apparently I want you to laugh and then get sad two seconds later, Slow Burn, Love Bites Summary:

The only reason Steve volunteers to keep a journal to track Eddie Munson’s skim-milk memories, is because of the twerps.

They have school, they can’t commute to the government-protected hospital that’s all the way in the city. That, and they gave Steve this well-rehearsed, tearjerker performance about how grateful they would be.

About how grateful Eddie would be.

Pfft like shit on a stick, he’ll be grateful. The dude doesn’t even remember how old he is, how the hell is supposed to be grateful for Steve Harrington jotting down notes in binder?

But those kids have been through Spielberg-level disaster shit. Steve has too, but they’re just kids.

So he’ll do it. He’ll do it for them and only them.

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Fic rec time, and a completed work at that. I have so enjoyed this, it’s a unique premise, Eddie’s memory has gone keplowy (that’s a medical term) and Steve helps the kids by monitoring Eddie and keeping track of what he remembers, and what he forgets between visits. Hilarity, and some smoochin, ensues! I don’t want to give anything away but there was one chapter where I let out a gasp, fics that elicit reactions like that need recs. The epilogue is utterly charming as well. I don’t know if the author is on Tumblr, I’ll update if I find them. If you read and like the fic please let me know. Enjoy!

Edited to add - not only is the author on Tumblr, I’m already following them. I’m blaming old age for this one. Anyhoo, @harmonictechnicality is the wonderful author, please show them some love.

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bttmbunk · 1 year

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Chapters: 9/12 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley/Nancy Wheeler Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Barbara "Barb" Holland, Dustin Henderson, Jonathan Byers, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Lucas Sinclair, Chrissy Cunningham, Wayne Munson Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Teachers, Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), dad steve harrington, Past Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Gay Eddie Munson, Original Character(s), Just the daughter and some students at the school, Background Relationships, Fluff, POV Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington is a Good Dad, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, frenemies to lovers, Sexual Tension, they have it in spades, Eddie Munson Has ADHD, Slow Burn, So many tropes, school of rock au, Kinda, Beta Read, Hand & Finger Kink, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Versatile Steve Harrington, versatile eddie munson, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Praise Kink, Minor Character Death Summary:

“You thinking of getting it for yourself?” The man continues, eyebrows raised, and that’s when Steve realises he’s just been staring, practically drooling over this stranger who's decided to strike up a conversation about a guitar. A part of him wishes that the floor would open up and swallow him whole. “Oh, uh, no, actually.” He says, “It’s for my daughter.” Something indecipherable flickers across the man’s face, there and gone again in an instant, “How sweet.” “I don’t know what I’m looking for,” he admits, a little sheepish, “I’m not a musician, so…” he shrugs, “I have no way of knowing if this is a good guitar or not.” There’s a hint of amusement in the man’s eyes as his mouth tilts into a more crooked grin, “Well, lucky for you, I can help.” In one fluid motion, the man drops himself into a sweeping, dramatic bow. The suddenness of it startles a laugh out of Steve. “Eddie Munson, guitarist, musician extraordinaire - at your service.” His energy is infectious - Steve finds that he’s grinning, “Uh, Steve Harrington. Basketball coach, dad,” He tries to think of another good descriptor, but comes up short, “Totally at a loss, here.”

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STEDDIE FANFICTION REC MASTERPOST PT. 6

Red Eye by Alinafewwords, 65 k, teen “Can I get a hot, medium dirty chai?” “How dirty do you want it?” “Excuse me?” Steve Harrington is a struggling college student. Eddie Munson is a hot barista. Somehow things will work out.

Black Out Days (Fairground Nights) by OonionChiver, 139.1 k, explicit ‘I think,’ Steve says slowly, reaches for Eddie’s abandoned, untouched beers. ‘You don’t know me very well.’ ‘I don’t know you at all, man. I don’t really want to.’ Steve’s throat works. It’s subtle, but Eddie sees it. He hides it with a swig of beer, but when he sets it down, his smile isn’t quite so bright. Twice as sharp, though. ‘The self-centred asshole who can only be decent to a single human being, I get it. It works for you.’ Then he takes a thick, heavy breath. The alcohol is hitting him, Eddie can tell. ‘And I am being civil. I’m here, aren’t I? You have any idea how hard it is for me to be here?’ ‘In a bar?’ Steve doesn’t answer.

It’ll be Fine by Dusk Light (I’m Telling You, Baby) by Anonymous, 14k, teen The van is running, Steve realizes, and Eddie wouldn’t start it if he was just coming out to smoke. It sobers him up almost immediately. “You leaving?” Eddie gives him a smile, sad around the edges where it reaches his eyes, says, “Yeah,” and Steve knows he doesn’t just mean for tonight.

This is Your Home. These Are Your People. by Oaeas, 21.4 k, teen “Your heart’s racing,” Steve noted, quietly. Eddie laughed. It was more of a shaky exhale, lashes fluttering as he struggled to keep his composure. “Stevie,” he whispered, fingers cradling Steve’s side like he was precious. “Yeah, no fucking shit.”

Too Good to be True by Ayes, 45.3 k, explicit When Eddie sees Steve in a gay bar, he decides to seduce him and break his heart as revenge for what an asshole Steve was in high school. Steve, who was only at the bar to support Robin, is taken aback by the attention but finds himself under Eddie’s spell. And Eddie, to his growing unease, discovers that Steve Harrington is actually everything he’s ever wanted.

Sanctuary by SpicedSage, 47.5 k, explicit After Steve Harrington goes missing, Eddie Munson gets exposed to the secret dangers of Hawkins, Indiana in 1985 instead of 1986. Will a different first meeting lead to a change in his fate?

Dirtybadwronggood by 3MinsOver, 8.3k explicit Steve doesn't like Eddie Munson. He's a loud, obnoxious freak. But there's something about him he just can't shake. Maybe Eddie can fuck it out of him.

Everything is Doomed; Nothing Will be Spared by 4MinsOver, 10.3 k, explicit Post vecna-battle, eddie is surprised by a late-night visitor who's looking for comfort in all the wrong places.

Throw Me One by Adure, 41.9 k, explicit Steve and Eddie are friends with benefits with the important caveat - no kissing, ever, under any circumstances; modern AU

Every Ribbon That You Used to Tie Yourself to Me by Judasofsuburbia, 63.7 k, mature “You keep telling yourself that, Eds." “Eds?” “Cute, isn’t it?” Eddie’s breath stops and his chest tightens. He’s never had a friend give him a nickname before. It is cute, which is not cool to say, so of course, Eddie spits out, “No.” Steve smiles and leans forward right into Eddie’s ear. He whispers, “You’ll get used to it.” or: it's summer 1981 and wayne munson has sent a fourteen-year-old eddie to camp in hopes that he can exist like a regular kid for once. eddie meets steve harrington on the bus and the two start an unlikely friendship. hawkins high doesn't know how to deal with that. a supercut into eddie's high school years and how steve continues to orbit him whether he wants him to or not.

Lovesick in Loch Nora by Redoaktree, 62.6 k, mature Even though Eddie's name has been cleared legally, he's still very much on trial in the court of public opinion. Dealing drugs isn't a lucrative occupation anymore, and getting a legitimate job in a town who still considers him a killer isn't much of an option, either. Eddie is beginning to think skipping town and starting over somewhere no one knows his name is the only chance he has left. Steve has another idea. AKA: Steve gets Eddie a job as an anonymous columnist at a local newspaper.

STEVE'S FIRST BRUISE by Cairparavels, 47.2 k, not rated eddie’s new roommate sure does get into a lot of fights. a spider-man!steve story. or 6 bruises of steve’s + 1 of eddie’s.

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