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all my tender problems, had to leave behind

ATSV | T | Gen | 976 words | Chapter 1/1

Miles still lives up to his destiny. No. Not that one. -or- A post-ATSV 1610-prowler!Miles fic because we need more of them.

Is this a new fic instead of me writing updates to my old stuff?

Well, yes!

Enjoy!

#reblogging for the morning

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all my tender problems, had to leave behind

ATSV | T | Gen | 976 words | Chapter 1/1

Miles still lives up to his destiny. No. Not that one. -or- A post-ATSV 1610-prowler!Miles fic because we need more of them.

Is this a new fic instead of me writing updates to my old stuff?

Well, yes!

Enjoy!

#across the spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse #miles morales #spiderman atsv #prowler!miles #prowler miles #lynn writes

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Thanks so much for this! And I don't much interact with 911 anymore so I don't have any recs! If someone else does, I'll pass them along!

So I just finished reading “cause darling when you smile it's like the rain dries out (now there’s no more room for clouds)” and OMG HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It blew me away it was so DAMN BEAUTIFUL!! I never knew how much I wanted to read about Buck taking care of Eddie and practically going to war with the Diaz family to make sure his boys are taken care of but YES!!!!! I LOVED THIS SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!

If you know of any other fics like this or you’ve written any I NEED them in my life.

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So I just finished reading “cause darling when you smile it's like the rain dries out (now there’s no more room for clouds)” and OMG HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It blew me away it was so DAMN BEAUTIFUL!! I never knew how much I wanted to read about Buck taking care of Eddie and practically going to war with the Diaz family to make sure his boys are taken care of but YES!!!!! I LOVED THIS SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!

If you know of any other fics like this or you’ve written any I NEED them in my life.

#submission #911 buddie #evan buck buckely #buck x eddie #eddie diaz #christopher diaz #buck is christopher’s other dad

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99% of the time, ao3 comments leave me so happy and on a cloud of air and just in the best damn mood for the rest of the day

but on occasion there'll be an ao3 comment that will make me feel the worst i've felt in a long time and like i should never write again.

#oh yeah baby this the one

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It's really nice to see this fic rec'd! I feel like no one read it lmao! Thanks!

Gen Fic Friday

I was going to say that napricot's amazing time loop fic from the earlier list could count as today's rec, but according to my records I already recc'd it for Gen Fic Friday last year immediately after reading it. (it's so good please read it)

So instead, please have this heartbreaking and bittersweet little story about a world where Tony won the fight in Siberia.

devil's backbone (i just wanna take him home) by bittlebarnes (@bittlebarnes) (Mature, Major Character Death, 880 words)

Summary: They lay low, the four of them. When Wanda dyes her hair, she and Natasha can pass for sisters. Steve grows out his hair. Sam sits with him in some dingey motel bathroom with an eight dollar box of hair dye and a broken watch. Steve somehow looks even sadder as a brunette. Sam sticks to hats and dollar store pair of reading glasses. They're enough.  Or An alternate ending to Civil War.

For older gen fic recs, see the Gen Fic Friday Masterpost

#lynn writes

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Somehow this meme just keeps getting more relatable...

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forget touching grass i need to touch chest hair

#eddie in my big bang fic

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when we were young (Chapter 3/3)

Stranger Things | E | Steddie | 14,817 | 3/3 |

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It was inevitable, wasn't it? After Steve dragged him, ripped up and bloody from certain death. After hell opened up and spilled out into Hawkins. After a borderline bald little girl shoved it all right back from where it came. He was lost from the first time he found himself curled up in Steve Harrington's bed, still trembling from a nightmare. He couldn't risk keeping Wayne up at night, so when Steve offered his guestroom, who was he to say no? And when Eddie tossed and turned sleeping alone? Who was he to say no to the offer to share the King's bed?  Becoming friends with Robin kind of happened by accident. Sure, they knew each other from school, but he never had a real reason to keep up with the band kids besides waiting for Gareth after practice. Seeing her run off to keep pace with Harrington was…something. Getting to know her? Robin was amazing. Funny and bright and just the kind of friend Eddie had been missing. At the time, he thought he’d recognized a bit of himself in her. The shameful secret parts. The part that nearly got him killed.  A kindred spirit. A fellow freak. But no. He’d thought he’d been the only one sneaking glances at Harrington when no one was looking. Apparently not. And the worst part? The worst part? He gets it. Fuck, if Steve had ever caught him looking, had ever even vaguely looked back, Eddie would’ve taken the plunge. That’s why he can’t face her. Robin’s an actress, for fuck’s sake. She’s successful. All the shit they talked about. All the dreams they cooked up in the dark of the night, curled up in Steve’s way too massive bed. All Eddie’s wanted to do is see her on Broadway. Watch her on fucking TV (holy shit Robin’s on TV), but he can’t. How do you face someone who’s supposed to be your best friend when you’ve fantasized about deepthroating her husband? Yeah. Better to just cut ties. At least it was.

It was a sprint at the end, but I'm proud to say I've finished my entry to the @steddiebang of 2023! Super excited to share with all of you. Special shout-outs to the amazing people who helped get this project done. My amazing betas  sarasmiling and house_of_chant for making this fic readable! All the love in the world to my artist artist adreannaness whose work is available on both twitter and her ao3.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #fake marriage au #steddie big bang #steddie bang #steddie big bang 2023

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im sorry but writing enemies to lovers on ao3 is so fucking funny. one of them will go a whole paragraph saying how much they hate, absolutely despise, have genuine burning contempt for the other and we’re all here knowing damn well that enemies to lovers tag is just sat there. like we already know what’s coming bro you’re just embarrassing yourself

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Chapter 2 is up!

when we were young (Chapter 2)

Stranger Things | E | Steddie | 8,733 | 2/3 |

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Robin reacted about the way he expected her to. She stared down at the little black velvet box for about five uninterrupted minutes, her expression frozen in shock, before she exploded. “Are you out of your mind? Steve, I like girls. We’ve talked about this,” she hissed as she shoved the box back at him, her hands flapping against his arms. “I can’t believe you would do this!” “I know that, Robin! I know! I just…just hear me out, okay.” She looked like she decidedly did not want to hear him out, but she was quiet all the same, and she hadn’t chucked the ring box, so…Steve thought it might be worth the shot. “Okay,” he said, and he took a deep breath. “You don’t want to live with your parents anymore, and you don’t want them to cause a big mess, right? Because I know your mom, and, you’re right, she will raise hell. They won’t do anything to you if you’re leaving their place because you got married. Then you can move in with me and have your own room with an actual door and some peace, and no one in this stupid little town will ask any real questions. You finish up your senior year with a little peace of mind.” Steve inhaled again. “Then we get a lawyer. Put it all in writing because you will never owe me anything, Rob. We get your parents off your back, get out of this shitty town, and then we go somewhere else where you can meet someone you can love and be happy. And then, if you want, we get divorced quietly, and your parents are none the wiser.” He recognized the look on Robin’s face—the one people often made at him when he was saying something apparently idiotic. “And what about you, dingus?” She demanded, tears springing from the corners of her eyes. “What about if you find love?”

It was a sprint at the end, but I'm proud to say I've finished my entry to the @steddiebang of 2023! Super excited to share with all of you. Special shout-outs to the amazing people who helped get this project done. My amazing betas  sarasmiling and house_of_chant for making this fic readable! All the love in the world to my artist artist adreannaness whose work is available on both twitter and her ao3.

#steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #robin buckley #steddie big bang 2023 #steddie bang #steddie big bang #stranger things

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when we were young

Stranger Things | E | Steddie | 4,184 | 1/3 |

“Harrington residence,” Steve says when he answers the phone. “Steve–” It's Dustin. Steve would know his voice anywhere, even when he's choked up and crying. “It’s my mom–” And that’s enough. Steve’s checking to book a plane ticket as soon as he hangs up. -or-

Following the defeat of Vecna, Eddie, Steve, and Robin became inseparable. That is, until an attack shakes the party and leaves Robin and Steve reeling. Afraid for the worst, especially when her parents seem to agree with the violence, Steve offers to marry Robin so they can leave Hawkins together without stigma and shame. Years later, Steve’s called back home from his new life in New York with Robin to support Dustin following Claudia’s stroke. He’s not the only one Dustin called.

It was a sprint at the end, but I'm proud to say I've finished my entry to the @steddiebang of 2023! Super excited to share with all of you. Special shout-outs to the amazing people who helped get this project done. My amazing betas  sarasmiling and house_of_chant for making this fic readable! All the love in the world to my artist artist adreannaness whose work is available on both twitter and her ao3.

#steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steddie big bang #steddie big bang 2023 #steddie bang #stranger things

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i don’t think that we should have friendly sex, anymore

it starts with a flood, swimming shorts, and a garbage bag - and it sort of spirals from there.

or, when buck’s apartment floods, eddie gets a roommate, and finds himself in a friends with benefits situation with his best friend. it could only go swimmingly. get it? swimmingly.

ao3 link

It starts like this -

Buck is wearing a pair of swim shorts when he arrives at Eddie’s door at 6am on a Tuesday morning, looking apologetic, a garbage bag in hand, a suitcase to his left. “My loft is a swimming pool,” he sighed, gesturing at his shorts by way of explanation. “The pipes burst in my building - everything is wrecked, and I had to swim out of my own building. Swim, Eddie.”

Eddie winced, drinking in his decidedly soggy best friend’s appearance. “At least you’ve got some exercise in early,” he stepped back from the doorway, gesturing for Buck to step inside. “Come on. Let’s get you a shower and some coffee.”

And that’s how Eddie and Christopher find themselves with a new housemate.

Eddie had never had a housemate - not really, not in the classical sense, though you could probably argue that he and Shannon had gone through phases of being roommates - and he’d never expected to have one, really. If the house he and Christopher shared had a spare room, he probably could have been convinced to rent it to one of his cousins, or to Albert, but their home was an already tiny two bed that didn’t really have room for another person.

Except -

Well, except for the fact that Buck was living on his couch, now, all 6’3 of his enormous best friend curled up on the day-bed Eddie had splurged on in Ikea, knowing that his family would never let him live it down if he didn’t have somewhere to stay.

Eddie loved Buck. Really, Eddie did - Buck was one of his favourite people in the whole world, and Eddie treasured his best friend’s presence in his life, but if Eddie didn’t get his living room back, right this minute, Eddie was going to commit cold-blooded, unapologetic murder.

“Right,” Eddie stood, hands on hips, looking at the mess his living room had become, Buck blinking owlishly at Eddie from where he was lying on the couch, pretending to read a book. “I think - well, it’s clear this is going to be a long-term thing,” he said, Eddie not wanting to sound accusatory right off the bat. Buck was mourning the loss of all of his furniture and near enough everything he owned - all that survived was what was tucked in the closet in the loft - and Eddie didn’t want to upset him more.

Buck sighed. “Our building owner is fighting everyone,” he practically wailed. “He’s saying that it’s 3B’s fault, and 3B are blaming 4B, and everyone is blaming the building owner because apparently the pipes were rotten, and - and well, they haven’t even started cleaning up, yet.”

“That’s okay,” Eddie reassured, sitting on the edge of the couch. “Look - I don’t mind that it’s a long-term thing. Christopher and I are always happy to have you here - but we can’t live like this,” he gestured around the messy living room, Buck’s garbage bag of clothes barely tucked away in the corner.

Buck looked forlornly around the room. “I’ll find somewhere to rent,” he half-heartedly suggested, Eddie fixing his best friend with a glare. Eddie was well aware that Buck was still paying rent on an apartment he couldn’t live in: it’s not as if he could afford to rent a new apartment, or even a room. Los Angeles was an extortionate city to live in.

“I’m happy to have you here,” Eddie repeated. “But how about we make this whole situation feel more long-term?” he suggested. “We’ve shared a bed before, Buck: there’s no reason why we can’t do it again. How about we just move you into my room for the next couple of weeks? There’s space in my closet, you can unpack properly, and sleep in a proper bed.”

read the rest on ao3

#lynn reads #buddie #to the 911 fans who would interact with this blog #i have a gun #and i will use it

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More fics where Steve seduces the hell out of Eddie with his vanilla, missionary sex. He holds Eddie's hand, and looks into his eyes, and says its better face to face because he likes being able to kiss him.

And Eddie is swept off his fucking feet. This, here, with Steve? It's everything.

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #lynn reads