#steddie microfic december
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for @steddiemicrofic's prompt "pine"
Forest fire
508/M/content warning drug use.
“Dude, you're pining so much it's like staring at a forest.” Eddie turned his attention to the joint he was rolling, trying his hardest not to get distracted by his own hopeless one sided attraction.
Steve lolled his head, snaking his mop of hair into the side of Eddie's neck, tickling at the spot right under his chin.
“I don't get it?” he blinked up at Eddie, eyes hazy with the last round of weed.
“It's a pun. Pine tree, forest, your pining. Obviously moping over some unrequited love. Did Wheeler turn you down again?” Talk about self sabotage. Eddie wouldn't ever have Steve. He knew that, but he wanted him to be happy. So he would support him in his romantic endeavours. Cheer him along every step of the way. Even if it did feel like throwing himself on his own sword.
“What are you on about Eds?”
“You've been distant all night, practically tripping over that bottom lip of yours.”
Steve shuffled his head deeper into his shoulder, it wasn't snuggling.
Eddie had to keep telling himself that.
It was just cold, and Steve didn’t like to smoke joints in the house. The pool house, however, was very much in limits. It had become a regular thing for them both to curl up in the wicker chair and share space, air, breath…
Bad Eddie no, stop it.
Steve just craved touch when he was stoned, that was all.
He always seeks you out though. The traitorous part of his mind provided. It didn't help that Steve's breath was ghosting his cheek now as Steve tried to read his expression and understand his words.
The lip reading was also high on the list of things that were out to kill him.
Steve staring at his lips was sending all the wrong messages to his fragile brain. And Steve would stare all the time even when he was wearing the government issue hearing aids.
“I don't know why you keep bringing her up?” Steve whispered, eyes narrowing as Eddie lifted the joint to his own lips, lighting it and taking a hit. Without thinking he lowered the blunt to Steve to take a drag. He expected Steve to take it from his hand, but the younger man lent in taking a draw straight from Eddie's fingers, never once breaking eye contact, blowing the smoke back into Eddie's face on the exhale.
Fuck that was hot.
Eddie's brain really needed to fuck off.
“I know. That's why I did it.” Steve was staring straight at him when the smoke cleared, a mischievous grin on his face.
Brain to mouth filter? Not on Eddie's watch. Apparently.
He quickly pulled another hit trying to hide his flush, but Steve was watching every move.
“You should try that move on Nance.” Eddie coughed out.
Steve reached out gently, pulling them together until Eddie could feel Steve's lips ghosting his own.
“I tried it on you.” Steve rolled his eyes. “But apparently you can't see the wood for the pine trees.”
Oh… oh..
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The best date that never happened
for @steddiemicrofic's prompt "pine". This is part 4 of the accidental AU i only write for random challenges now apparently.
508 | G | no cw | they say the b word!!!
1 / 2 / 3
Steve was moping. He’s been planning another round of holiday preparations with Eddie, but he ditched him at the last minute, claiming something important has come up. What could be more important than picking up a Christmas tree?
And maybe a cup of hot chocolate while they maybe walk around the stores brainstorming gifts for little shitheads, too.
Okay, yes, he was hoping to turn it into an impromptu date, sue him.
He had this perfect sneaky date day fully formed in his head for a week and now he had to go alone. While he wasn’t angry at Eddie, the bitter feeling wouldn’t leave him. Even the new Wham! couldn’t compare to Eddie's chatter if he was walking alongside him. He would comment on how creepy the nutcrackers on the display were, and how the hot chocolate could use more marshmallows.
He passes dads with measuring tape and kids whipping each other with abandoned twigs. Everyone is looking for the perfect tree in their own way.
Except for him. His perfect way would include Eddie. Or Robin, at least. But he wasn’t ready for her opinions right now.
“Steve!”
Over the Christmas chatter, a familiar voice broke out. He whipped his head around to look for the under-conditioned, beloved mop of hair, but all he could see was a Santa hat. Confused, he looked further, but the person in the hat started waving. With no more prompting needed, he jogged over.
“Eddie!”
The boy’s cocky smile turned into a startled laugh when Steve ran into him and hugged him tightly, lifting him off the ground.
“Did you ditch me to play dress-up?” he asks incredulously after they part, pulling on the white pompom of his hat.
“Yeah, Jeff’s family needed an extra pair of hands at the last minute. I’m sorry for canceling our plans, but…” He perks up immediately, mischief in his eyes, as he pulls Steve deeper into the green maze. “I was told I could pick one tree for myself, but we both know there’s no space in the trailer for this, so I thought, what better way to abuse my newfound power to save a tree for my boy- My- My boy,” he settles on after a moment of stuttering. He squeezes self-consciously on Steve's hand but doesn’t let go.
They stopped at the back of the fenced-off area, in front of a gorgeous pine tree. Its branches are full and even and the perfect height for Steve's living room. He’s not looking at it.
“Your boy?” he asks teasingly.
“You are a boy,” Eddie counters.
“I'd argue that I'm a man, but nobody says ‘manfriend’, do they?”
Eddie is red in the face, and so is Steve, with what he’s about to say.
“So… Boyfriends?”
Their hands are still clasped together, but Eddie smiles down at the ground, kicking stray pebbles.
“Yeah. Do you like it?”
He’s not sure if he’s asking about the tree or the new status of their relationship, but the answer is the same anyway.
“I really do.”
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Before the Fire - Steddie Microfic
Getting my microfic in right under the wire...! @steddiemicrofic This month's prompt was pine, and I decided to do something a little "pre-steddie" inspired. Aka, they're not together-together yet, so not only is the practical word "pine" used here, but Eddie is also pining.
Page break/border by @/alderdoodle.bsky.social on Bluesky.
Length: 508 | Rating: G | CW: Suggested danger for a younger party member
"Watch this," Eddie said quietly, his tone almost conspiratorial as he waggled a pine cone at Steve and then wedged it into the fire pit.
Steve looked exhausted as he wiped his hand over his face and watched. It didn't look like he had the patience for this right now, but he was entertaining Eddie anyway.
Eddie flicked his lighter on and had to try a couple of times before the pine cone started to burn in a brilliant green flame.
"Where'd you learn that?" Steve asked as Eddie sat down beside him.
"You don't run a five-year campaign and not learn a couple useful things."
"DnD? Really?" Steve asked rhetorically, sounding exasperated.
Silence drew out between them as Steve watched the fire and Eddie watched Steve. It was chilly tonight and they both seen better days as Eddie took in the layer of grime on Steve's clothes and his hands.
"We'll find him," Eddie said quietly, tentatively reaching out and squeezing Steve's knee.
Steve just nodded and Eddie frowned before dropping his hand and staring at the fire as well. Steve was more than a little crestfallen; Eddie understood why, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to try and cheer Steve up a bit.
"You ever camp as a kid?" Eddie asked out of nowhere. He folded onto his thighs, and he put his hands out toward the fire to warm them.
"No…" Steve answered unenthusiastically.
"Me neither. Unless you count sleeping out of a car with your old man."
Eddie felt Steve glance at him, and he tried not to bristle; he had shared for a reason, and he hoped his sob-story was enough to distract Steve for the moment.
"It wasn't like he taught me any survival shit… well, he taught me that you can keep from getting hypothermia if you light a tea candle and put it on your car dash while you sleep."
"Is that true?" Steve asked, sounding vaguely interested.
"I don't fucking know," Eddie laughed, lulling his head and smiling at Steve. "I'm still alive, despite everything."
Steve huffed a small laugh at that; Eddie was glad his dark humour had cheered Steve up.
"He's just a kid… he shouldn't be by himself," Steve said after a beat.
Eddie pursed his lips and looked back at the fire, feeling his own gut twist with worry.
"You were the same age… when all this started, weren't you?" He asked, trying not to sound accusatory.
Steve's silence answered his question, and Eddie sat back up, not wanting to shame him.
"He's durable… had some great examples to follow. If I can survive this shit, I'm sure he's okay," Eddie encouraged, not certain if he believed it himself.
"Yeah…" Steve answered back quietly.
Eddie stilled as he felt Steve tip his head onto his shoulder, his hair brushing his cheek. He didn't say anything, but Eddie felt a warmth rush through his body at the contact. Steve was seeking out comfort and Eddie attempted to breathe even so he didn't break the spell.
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Steddie microfic: I got you
Steve loves it when Eddie rubs his chest.
Written for the December @steddiemicrofic prompt ‘pine,’ 508 words. Originally inspired by the ‘pining’ idea, then it evolved and some extra pine turned up elsewhere!
Rating: T. CW: A couple of sexual references. Tags: shameless hurt/comfort, sickfic, fluff.
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Their first winter, Eddie got sick. Then Steve got sicker. He took to their bed with a cough that scoured his lungs, rattled his ribs. When Eddie arrived, Steve buried his damp face in the pillow. “I’m all gross. G-go away.”
“Sorry, Babe.” Eddie rolled Steve over, fingers skittering soothingly across his brow. “Kinda guilty here. You scored my germs.”
“Always g-got chest infections as a kid.” Steve shivered. “Ask my m-mom.”
“She won’t talk to me, remember?”
“Ugh. Why are my f-family shitheads?” The pang of irritation proved too much. Steve’s next breath jammed in his lungs. A coughing fit consumed him. Eddie helped him sit, rubbed his back till the worst passed. Then Eddie removed his rings—huh?—pulled the covers over them, and spooned Steve from behind.
His warm hand slid under Steve’s t-shirt. He rubbed Steve’s chest, so gently Steve hardly noticed at first.
“I gotcha, Sweetheart. I gothcha.”
Steve’s shuddering breaths fell in sync with Eddie’s caresses, beneath which painfully taut sinews softened. Steve’s chest still burned, his breaths wheezy, but…
…Eddie’s touch got him, somewhere so deep it almost choked him again.
It became a regular thing, in sickness and health. Eddie’s guitar-string callused strokes across Steve’s chest—sometimes firm, sometimes soft—set Steve sighing, groaning, purring like a cat. He even adored the cool slide of Eddie’s rings, especially when they snagged in his hair.
One day, afterward, he littered Eddie’s agile fingers with kisses. “Wanna marry your hands.”
Eddie quirked a brow: “You got a mighty fine chest, Babe.”
Steve grinned, sent his own hands south on a far dirtier mission.
Next winter, Eddie scored a touring gig with a band who’d lost their guitarist. Steve missed him like crazy, ignored that tell-tale tickle in his throat, and went to work—peddling hotdogs in the snow. Eddie called daily around 3am, always losing track of time. Steve mainlined cough medicine and pretended so hard:
“I don’t miss your mess, man. I cleaned the shit out of this place—totally reeks of Pine-Sol.”
“Haha. Miss you too, Stevie.”
“Riiight. If you blow the drummer, I’ll repave the drive with your vinyl collection.”
Steve got sicker. The pine stench of the stupid polish caught on his chest. He coughed himself raw. That night, Eddie didn’t call.
Or, Steve didn’t hear.
When he woke, he tried to sit. Flopped back down. He was shivering, out of water, and coughed till tears streaked his face and blood spattered his hand. Scared now... He drifted, never quite sleeping, coughing less, instead struggling to drag whistling breaths. His bones ached. His head ached worse. Freakin’ terrified…
A gentle touch revived him: “Babe?”
He blinked. Eddie?
“You didn’t answer last night. Caught the first flight home.” Seriously? “Do I need to take you to ER?”
“No,” wheezed Steve.
“Don’t be macho, dude.”
“Need c-cuddle.” That ‘not macho’ enough, Honeypie?
Steve was too sick for decisions, so let Eddie make them. Much later, when Eddie slid into bed behind him and rested a warm hand on his chest, he knew he was mending already.
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Thank you for reading :) Also posted on my AO3 here
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Steddie Microfic
December prompt: pine
Word count: 508
No warnings apply
Rated T
@steddiemicrofic
Steve has a problem.
It’s not a major problem, not really. It’s not Vecna again. Not even close.
It’s Eddie.
After the gates closed for the final time, Steve and Eddie had gotten along in a way that had far surpassed Dustin’s expectations, and then some.
For the past five months, Steve has been overjoyed to call Eddie his boyfriend.
A boyfriend who hasn’t stepped foot in Steve’s house since November changed into December and he broke the Christmas decorations out.
Steve had been over to Eddie’s multiple times, which isn’t a problem, per se, but, well…
Steve and Eddie are both healthy young men with certain needs that arise occasionally. And they can’t do anything half the time because Wayne’s home, and none of them want that.
And of course, Steve could always go home and do it himself, but it’s not the same. He’s not touched his boyfriend below the belt in over ten days and he thinks he’s going through withdrawal.
“You’re not going through withdrawal, you’re horny and pining,” Robin says flatly. Steve squawks at her.
He keeps trying to figure it out, is the thing. He wonders if Eddie is secretly a grinch, but no, his boyfriend loves Christmas more than he does.
Maybe it’s the rich-person decorations, but that’s never stopped Eddie from coming over before. And besides, Steve had explained that none of the decorations were his, but his parents’, and just what he had, and Eddie had seemed to understand. He’d come over no problem… before Steve put up the decorations.
It has to be something, he knows, so he goes home and looks around. Wreath on the front door, Christmas tree in the living room, garland on the stairs, lights in the kitchen… it’s nothing that Eddie doesn’t have too—besides the garland on the stairs—but he can’t see Eddie getting upset about that. Certainly not enough to where he’d refuse to come over.
Steve finally, reluctantly realizes Robin’s right. He needs to talk to Eddie, so he drives over before he has the chance to lose his nerve. “Eddie?”
“Stevie!” Eddie brightens almost comically and pulls him inside before kissing him. “Hey, baby.” He pulls back and must see something on Steve’s face because suddenly he looks worried. “What’s wrong?”
Steve worries his lip and blurts out, “Did I do something?”
Eddie’s face drops. “Sweetheart, no, what- what’s happening? What’re you thinking?” He leads Steve over to the couch and sits with him.
Steve shrugs miserably. “I’m being stupid,” he mutters.
“Honey,” Eddie says seriously, “you’re not stupid. Can you tell me what’s wrong?”
“You won’t come over.” Steve looks down at their intertwined hands. “Ever since I put up Christmas decorations. You came over once, cut it short, and haven’t come over again. So I must’ve done something.”
“Oh, babylove,” Eddie sighs. “No, you didn’t do anything. I’m so sorry, I should’ve told you. I don’t know why I haven’t yet.” He looks down, then back up. “I’m allergic to pine, baby. And you have a real tree.”
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Hey! I'm Mickala.
99% of my writing is Steddie, 1% is Buckingham, percentages subject to change with little to no notice.
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STEDDIE MICROFIC DECEMBER - ‘CAN I HAVE THIS DANCE?’
@steddiemicrofic | PROMPT: Pine | WORD COUNT: 508 | Rated: T | CW: angst with an ambiguously happy ending
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“Steve. Could you just give the whole pining thing a rest? I’m literally getting fucking married.” Robin whines. You know what? That’s fair—it was her wedding day. Today was her fucking day.
Steve wasn’t going to ruin it by pining. There was no pine, alright?
It was fine that Chrissy’s best friend was also walking her down the aisle. Steve would walk with Robin and then Eddie would walk with Chrissy. There was no pining.
Steve shook his head, determined to snap himself out of it.
“Robs, there’s no pining. Okay? It’s—Eddie and I are long over. It’ll be fine. You know I’m over the moon for you guys. I couldn’t be happier for you both. Eddie isn’t even a prob—“
Robin tsks, clicking her tongue behind her teeth. “Yeah, Stevie. Sure. That’s why you’re ‘Robin rambling.’ No pining. Got it?”
Steve smiled. It was fake and they both knew it.
There was no thinking about his estranged ex—that he still loved, with everything he had—there was no thinking about that.
Everything was going to be fine.
——
The wedding went well, because of course it did. Nancy Wheeler was a hell of a wedding planner. Chrissy and Robin looked gorgeous and Steve and Eddie—Eddie wasn’t looking at Steve the whole time, and Steve sure as hell wasn’t looking at Eddie.
He wasn’t.
——
Steve had finally found some time to sit down. He had found some space to breathe, but not for long. Eddie waltzed his way up to the lone table.
“Dance with me.” Eddie says, his eyes were shining and Steve was tired.
“No thank you.” Steve answers.
“You can either dance with me or tell me you love me. Your choice.” Eddie says, and he’s smirking. The beautiful bastard.
Steve’s lips form a thin line. “Well—“ he starts, “—I’m not dancing with you, Eddie. So—“
Eddie laughs. “So you love me, then. That’s what you’re saying?”
Steve shakes his head. Yes. “No, Eddie. That’s not what I’m saying, but I’m not—we aren’t gonna make a scene at our respective best friend’s wedding. They don’t deserve that and you know it.”
Eddie looks at Steve. It feels like he’s looking straight through him. The smile he flashes is fake, hollow. “Thats not a no, Steve.”
Steve just stares at Eddie, daring him to say something else.
Eddie just shakes his head, grabbing something from his pocket and sliding it toward Steve.
It’s a fucking hotel key.
Steve scoffs. “Eddie. What the fuck is this?”
Eddie just smiles. “Don’t be stupid, baby. When you figure out why you aren’t willing to dance with me? Well, now you know where to find me.”
——
Later, after everything, Steve finds himself knocking on the door of a room at the Doubletree Inn.
Eddie answers fast. His eyes are wide, but he schools his impression quickly. “Did you decide you wanna dance, baby?”
Steve looks at him, really looks. There was never a choice. It was always going to be Eddie Munson.
“No.” Steve breathes. “It’s the other thing.”
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Steddie Microfic December 23rd-31st Masterlist
the thing about being known by @zombiethingy | Rated G | no cw | tags: modern au, online friendship, strangers to friends to lovers
A Guiding Light on a Winter Night by @marvel-ous-m | Rated T | cw: general depictions of anxiety | tags: established relationship, steve harrington needs a hug
Cooking for Eddie by @thisapplepielife | Rated T | cw: language | tags: established relationship, future fic, fluff, cooking, eddie pov
Lay of The Autumn by @griefabyss69 | Rated M | cw: semi-public nudity
The best date that never happened by @fuctacles | Rated G | no cw
Untitled by @pearynice | Rated T | no cw | tags: fluff, established relationship (kinda)
beyond the pines by @ithinkicouldloveher | Rated M | cw: human/monster romance, implied parental abuse
Forest fire by @hellfireloserclub | Rated M | cw: drug use
pine avenue by @steddieas-shegoes | Rated T | cw: mention of minor background characters' deaths | tags: light angst, happy ending, teacher steve, future fic (barely)
so (air) fresh & so clean by @doublecherrypiediscosuperfly | Rated T | no cw | tags: mechanic steve, rock star eddie
Magnificent by @berenwrites | Rated G | no cw
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🌟 Fic Writing Review 2023 🌟
tagged by my beloved and adored @fragilecapric0rnn & @gothbat99🩵
Rules: Feel free to show whatever stats you have. Only want to show Ao3 stats? Rock on. Want to include some quantitative info instead of stats? Please do this. Want to change how yours is presented? Absolutely do that. Would rather eat glass than do this? Please don’t eat glass but don’t feel like you have to do this either.
🎆 words & fics
424,406 words published to ao3
(who knows how many unpublished, I shan't be counting!)
25 published works (yes, many of those are because kas!chrissy and bear au are both structured into shorter snapshots/ episodes, but they still count because I wrote them!)
1 completed sequel (shining trinkets of grief) and 1 completed prequel (no one else will do) to fics written in 2022
🎆top 5 fics by kudos
The White Rabbit - In which Steve is trapped in the Upside Down, and even if his perceived death isn't real, the grief for him is. (63k)
METAMORPHOSES - In which Eddie was Kas and then he wasn't and he never got much of a say in the matter. (161k)
wish on an eyelash - In which Max watches Nancy and Robin grow into something more, all the while growing into herself. (18k)
no one else will do - In which before there is tragedy and before there is healing, there are a couple of dumbasses having sex (a someone else's favorite song prequel). (11k)
Unreliable Narrator - In which Eddie reads the audio book for Nancy's horror novel, and discovers some things about his own story in the process. (5.5k + podfic by @n0connections!)
🎆fandom fic events in 2023
@thefreakandthehair's Spring Fanworks Challenge: always; never again
Steddie Microfic monthly prompts:
July - here we go again
August - butter cake
September - wildfire
October - more for your money
November - rest stop
December - fluke
[redacted] gift fic exchange for [redacted] (:
🎆continuing WIPs into 2024
Everything is forever and eternally up in the air, but here's what's probably coming with me into the new year! I am so grateful to have spent this year delving into worlds that made my brain buzz and getting to live in those worlds with such generous and kind souls in this thing we call fandom. I can't wait to continue next year 🩵
The Golden Afternoon - Sequel to The White Rabbit, Steve POV
The Hawk - Nancy-centric "The Bear" AU, Multi-POV
how the light gets in - Kas!Chrissy AU, Wheelingham, fridged girl x final girl
Uncle Eddie - the yet unposted full-length fic of this drabble, Eddie POV
🎆tagging with zero pressure and lots of love: @cheatghost @kkpwnall @stargyles @hellsfireclub @figthefruitfaeth @judasofsuburbia @capriciouslyterminal @seths-rogens @yournowheregirl
#dot post#dot fic#wip game#(sort of?)#anyways kisses every single one of you who hung out with me and my silly words this year it truly is a joy of a thing <3
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🦇My Steddie Masterlist 🦇
Soulmate AU:
Part I: Eddie
Part II: Steve
Part III: Eddie and Steve
Grey Matter: Steddie BigBang Project no. 212
tags: canon divergence, stobin, steve finds out about UD in 1985
1 (art) 2 3
podfic by @hullomoon 1 2 3
in the memory of
Steve disappears but not one remembers him existing AU
inspo post 1 2
the best gift of all (is you) - steddieholidayexchange
tags: post-season 4, christmas, punk steve, getting together, idiots in love
1 2 3 4 5 6 7
the subtle art of non-existing 1 2
tags: steve harrington has powers, canon divergence, hurt&comfort, mystery
Oneshots/Ficlets:
My Cabin in The Woods: January microfic challenge
Please, put it DOWN - prompt request
Yellow: December microfic challenge
Kiss and Tell: November microfic challenge
Isn’t it weird?: October microfic challenge
Good Ol’ Harrinton Charm: September microfic challenge
Long Jump, Huge Leap (ao3 version)
Pre-Season 3, Canon-Divergence
Pool: July microfic challenge
that one au where you can’t lie to your soulmate
stuck with you (I want to be) - high school steddie set in the Spring of 1985
Long Odds: Steve fills in for Dnd (ao3 version) (art)
A Blip On Your Radar: an ode to Eddie’s malfunctioning gaydar (ao3 extended version)
The Idea: Valentine’s Day 1985 (ao3 version)
Steve and the Prom dillemma
Valentine’s Day Gone Wrong Post-Canon
Dorks being Dudes at a motel
Buy me a coffee
My art
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Steddie Microfic December 1st-8th Masterlist
unconventional tree tradition by @steddieas-shegoes | Rated T | cw: mild innuendo | tags: established relationship, domestic fluff
The Perils of Perfectionism by @soaringornithopter | Rated G | no cw
the power of love by @sailing-through-hawkins | Rated T | no cw | tags: lovesick eddie, summer roadtrip
Burning for you, Baby by @katyawriteswhump | Rated M | cw: non-explicit fluffy smut | tags: fluff, smut, mild whump, established relationship, allergies, holiday
What's His Name Again? by @mrsjellymunson | Rated T | cw: mild flirting, swearing, inaccurate depiction of a movie's release date | tags: modern au, fluff, love confessions, getting together, steve's bi awakening
Harrington Farms Artists Colony by @onirislanding | Rated T | no cw | tags: modern au
Can i have this dance? by @wormdebut | Rated T | cw: angst with ambiguously happy ending
the best present by @lexirosewrites | Rated G | cw: a/b/o dynamics, bad parents | tags: soulmates
Love's The Thing by @bifuriouswaterbender | Rated M | no cw
Untitled by @estrellami-1 | Rated T | no cw
sleepless nights by @a-little-unsteddie | Rated G | no cw | tags: semi-nonverbal!steve, insomniac!steve, pre-steddie
fluke by @fastcardotmp3 | Rated G | no cw | tags: established relationship
The trouble with cones by @just-my-latest-hyperfixation | Rated M | cw: explicit language | tags: coffee shop owner steve, tattoo studio owner eddie, flirting, teasing, sexual tension
all i want for christmas by @cranberrymoons | Rated T | no cw
Krampusnacht? More Like Krampus-Rocked by @aidaronan | Rated E | no cw | tags: monsterfucker steve, bdsm, spanking
The Smell of Autumn by @griefabyss69 | Rated M | cw: allusion to past alcohol/drug use, mention of the upside down
#steddie#steddiemicrofic#steve harrington#eddie munson#stranger things#steddiemicroficdecember#masterlist
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Steddie microfic: Burning for you, Baby
Eddie’s not a fan of Christmas traditions. Events soon bring Steve around to Eddie’s way of thinking.
Written for the December @steddiemicrofic prompt ‘pine,’ 508 words.
Rating: M. Tags: Fluff, smut, and mild whump. Established relationship. Allergies. Holidays.
CW: non-explicit fluffy smut. (also, my first proper tumbl post! Literally shaking here... Sorry if I've got something wrong!!)
On AO3 here
Eddie trailed Steve up the slush-covered mountain: “I’m terrified parts of me I reeeeally don’t wanna lose are gonna freeze and drop off.”
Steve glanced back. Eddie’s boy in action-mode—ax slung over his shoulder—looked damn fine. “You’re kidding?”
“Talking ’bout my fingers. Not the parts you’re obsessed with.” Eddie poked his tongue out. Ow! Too cold. “My gloves are soaked.”
“Quit whining.” Steve pitched Eddie his gloves, which plopped in the mud. “Jesus, you never could catch.”
“Keep ‘em.” Eddie stuffed them in Steve’s jeans’ back pocket. Mmmm, warm here. “Don’t want trembles when you swing that ax. Uh, remind me why we can’t hack a tree from the roadside?”
Steve’s heavy sigh clouded the air. “It’s a Harrington tradition. I loved tree-hunting with my grandpa for a proper, bushy Indiana pine. Dad didn’t bother. I guess I wanted to reinvent it. For us.”
“Ooookay. Gonna need a Gunja break to waft away that WASP juju, or…”
He grabbed Steve’s scarf. Steve scowled, dropped his ax, and Eddie sealed their chapped lips in a sizzling kiss. Soon, Eddie’s hands grew lovely and warm, happily stuffed down Steve’s pants. Eddie broke for air, arched a brow. “This tradition doesn’t suck.”
Steve scowled again, grabbed the ax: “We gotta move, or they’ll find our rotting corpses next spring.”
They lugged a tree down the hill then up to their second-floor apartment.
Pine needles got everywhere. Eddie overruled hoovering with a hot shower, pressing Steve to the tiles. They kissed each other silly again, hot steam billowing, and wound up rolling on the floorboards, jerking each other off amid a sea of pine needles.
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When Steve awoke, his ass was ON FIRE.
“Jesus Christ!”
He lifted Eddie’s arm, sat up, glimpsed his bare arms—they were bright pink! He tugged down his pants and twisted to see. “Nooooo! My butt!”
Eddie woke with a jolt. “What’s wrong? I wasn’t rough… OH SHIIIIIT!”
Steve dashed to the mirror, consoled that his face wasn’t as livid as his rear. He stripped his shirt. Stared. Trembled. His torso was a blotchy mess. Eddie embraced him from behind. Steve elbowed him away. “I might be infectious.”
“Chill.” Eddie nuzzled Steve’s sore nape. “Allergic to pine needles, babe?”
Steve turned within Eddie’s arms, comforted that Eddie wasn’t repulsed. “Huh?”
Eddie coaxed him back to bed, headed to the drug store. Steve called his mom: “As a tiny kid, Steve, you got a rash at Christmas on your face and hands. We suspected your grandpa’s wild pine, so we ditched that tradition.”
“Oh.” Steve rubbed his palm in calming circles on his burning stomach. “Thanks, mom.”
Soon, Eddie smeared camomile lotion on Steve’s itchiest parts, to the soundtrack of angry metal. When Steve got a headache, Eddie turned it down, and chased his dabs of camomile across Steve’s sensitive skin with sweet caressing kisses.
“To be fair, Stevie,” he whispered, his breaths balmy in the small of Steve’s back, “I’ve had worse Christmases.”
Steve sighed into the pillow, while Eddie kissed his smouldering ass. “Yeah, me too.”
#steddiemicroficdecember#steddiemicrofic#steddie#steve x eddie#steddie fluff#steddie ficlet#steve harrington whump#established steddie#steve harrington hurt/comfort#stranger things fanfic#steddie fanfic
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Steddie Microfic December Masterlist
December 1-8 Masterlist
December 9-15 Masterlist
December 16-22 Masterlist
December 23-31 Masterlist
#steddie#steddiemicrofic#steve harrington#eddie munson#stranger things#steddiemicroficdecember#masterlist
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Posting Schedule
I do better when I give myself deadlines, not to put pressure on myself, but mostly to keep my own mental schedule straight (what brand of ADHD is it when you have most minutes of your life scheduled out mentally?), so I'm gonna post a rough schedule for all my planned chaptered fics.
Steddie Microfic Challenge:
Every month is a new prompt and new strict word count, and I usually do at least a few of these every month. I'm also a co-mod for the challenge, so GO DO IT! @steddiemicrofic
this place is such great motivation for anyone trying to move the fuck away from hibernation:
this post started a riot within me and within a lot of you so I've decided to expand on it! Mechanic dad Eddie, long time crush and future stepdad Steve catching up and falling in love with bonus supportive Uncle Wayne (thanks to @piratefishmama's tags). There will be so much pining and fluff, but there will still be some angst. All good stories have it, but I always resolve it, so don't get too worried.
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far off places, daring sword fights, a prince in disguise:
Based off of an anonymous request, single teen parent Steve (it's a secret though) is dyslexic, but knows reading to his baby is important. He goes to the one person he thinks would help: Eddie. A sort-of slow burn full of mutual pining, Eddie being cute with a baby, Steve being cute with a baby, Steve and Eddie being cute with each other, and more supportive Uncle Wayne (it's like a drug to me okay).
Steddie Holiday Drabbles: Ongoing daily posts for the month of December! @steddieholidaydrabbles
camboy steve series:
vibe check
mask on
dom drop
pretty woman
trophy husband
I hope you guys are excited like I am! I will add this post to my masterlist and continue to update the dates if I know there will be any delays.
THANK YOU ALL FOR ALWAYS BEING SO KIND AND SUPPORTIVE OF EVERYTHING I DO!!! Writing in this fandom has been the first time I really felt like I was part of a fandom, and it's been nice to have a community of people to scream with. So many of you are so creative and I draw so much inspiration from everyone here. I hope I continue to improve with everything I write, and I hope that I keep giving you all the type of stuff you want to read after a long day or as a bedtime story.
ALL MY LOVE - Mickala ❤️
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Steddie Microfic December 16th-22nd Masterlist
We're almost done with the month, and almost done with the year.
This is just a reminder to please have your submission posted by midnight on December 30th so that we have time to confirm word count and post before the end of the month.
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Untitled by @wearing-tearing | Rated G | cw: mention of wine | tags: witch steve
Drumsticks Are Not Pine by @stevesjockstrap | Rated T | no cw | tags: modernish au, and they were roommates
Nothing happened by @medusapelagia | Rated G | no cw | tags: misunderstanding, pining
#steddie#steddiemicrofic#stranger things#steve harrington#eddie munson#steddiemicroficdecember#masterlist
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Steddie Microfic December 9th-15th Masterlist
Preview by @atmilliways | Rated T | no cw | tags: time travel/future fic, established relationship, mutual pining
pining long enough by @steddieas-shegoes | Rated E | no cw | tags: mutual pining, love confessions, making out, frottage, getting together
I got you by @katyawriteswhump | Rated T | cw: sexual references | tags: shameless hurt/comfort, sickfic, fluff
Angel by @hotluncheddie | Rated T | no cw | tags: chubby steve, pre-relationship, mutual pining
Dealing with Demodogs by @steviesummer | Rated G | no cw | tags: pre-steddie
Yellow by @slavicviking | Rated G | no cw | tags: misunderstandings, pre-steddie
#steddie#steddiemicrofic#steddiemicroficdecember#steve harrington#eddie munson#stranger things#masterlist
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