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steddieunderdogfics · 3 months

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This week's writer spotlight feature is: @kkpwnall! They have eight Stranger Things and Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson works on archive of our own!

An anonymous nominator recommends the following works by kkpwnall:

driving in your car

love is like ghosts

where's the spark?

if it wasn’t for bad luck i wouldn’t have luck at all

wanted: pool boy at the vampire mansion

KK's works have a consistent feel of genuine, heartfelt, human connection. Whether it’s a big, dramatic scene as the climax of a slow, delicious build-up of tension, or a mundane, slice-of-life tidbit, the characters always feel true to themselves, and their voices are perfectly nailed each and every time. And by that I mean, you can literally hear the dialogues in the characters’ voices—they’re THAT good. KK explores classic Steddie themes in their longfic Driving In Your Car, and they have a handful of wonderful one-shots and two-shots, each and every one of them delving into how much these boys love each other for who they are. In short, KK’s body of work feels like a love letter of the characters. If you love Steve and Eddie, chances are you’ll love their fics. - anonymous

Below the cut, @kkpwnall answered some questions about their writing process and some of their recommended work!

Why do you write Steddie?

They’re such a compelling and complementary pairing. Like, it seems like an opposites attract / odd-couple pairing on the surface, but beneath each of their exteriors, they’re so similar. They’re dork4dork, loser4loser, idiot4idiot, they’re both huge nerds but in different ways. They want and need and express affection through physical touch and words of affirmation (I mean, just look at the walking through the forest scene!) Plus they just have this insane chemistry that any time I think “there’s no way they did that, it’s all in my head”, I’ll go back and watch those scenes again, it’s just like “no, this absolutely checks out, they are so into each other from the word go”. And they’re just made for each other! I mean, come on! Matching scars? Nail bat and nail shield? Jock and nerd? They’re two halves of the same coin! What I really love about them too is that they’re both Just Some Guy, they’re silly, goofy, dorky guys! But mostly, I write steddie because it makes me happy and really satisfies part of my brain like nothing else.

What’s your favorite trope to READ?

Other than “Eddie Munson Lives” hahah, I’ll try just about anything written or recommended by a beloved mutual. Mutual pining, fix-it’s, missing scenes, and first kiss fics are top tier for me, and right now I’m really partial to fluffy romcom fics. If it’s got good flirting and banter, it’s got me hooked.

What’s your favorite trope to WRITE?

My absolute favorite to write is mutual pining (aka the love is requited, they’re both just being stupid). Miscommunication is a close second, the kind that can’t easily be resolved with just a sticky note on the fridge. Whether it’s mishearing something or misunderstanding something (even the character misunderstanding their own feelings!), I find it super compelling to write. But for a specific scenario, my favorite will always be Steve having a bad time at a party.

What’s your favorite Steddie fic?

It’s impossible for me to pick just one, so I have to recommend 3 of my friends: Anyway It’s About Old Friends by @fragilecapric0rnn, and wanna be the only one for miles and miles (except for maybe you) by @judasofsuburbia, and everybody else (everybody else looks like they’ve figured it out) by @heybluechild. Anything by these fine folks is just fantastic, they’re all incredible writers and dear friends!

Is there a trope you’re excited to explore in a future work but haven’t yet?

I’d really like to write more AU’s! I’ve been tossing around ideas for college-aged+ aus (writing them a little older), 90s aus, a cowboy au… Mostly I’m just excited to keep writing them!

What is your writing process like?

Ahah it’s not much of a process. I write down every idea I have, no matter how small it is. Sometimes it’s a line of dialogue or a moment of a scene, but it all goes into the notes app and percolates in the back of my brain for a while. Eventually that dialogue or scene might coalesce into something bigger on its own, or combine with other snippets, and then ya got yourself a stew!

Do you have any writing quirks?

I really love writing dialogue, it’s my favorite way to get inside their heads, especially trying to balance what they say or don’t say, vs what they actually mean. I also love adding little details to fill out the world and the scene. It might not be necessary, but it feels like it brings everything together for me. And I like treating writing a fic like building a puzzle, trying to figure out just the right way to get all the pieces to fit together so the whole thing really sings.

Do you prefer posting when you’ve finished writing or on a schedule?

I’m still playing around with what I prefer. With driving in your car, I started out by posting a chapter only when the following chapter was completely written, so I’d always have one in the tank. But that got to feel too much like I was just sitting on chapters for the sake of sitting on them, so I started posting each chapter as I finished it and felt good about it. I don’t do super well with a schedule for posting fics, I’ve got too many deadlines in my life as it is haha.

Which fic are you most proud of?

driving in your car, for sure. It’s my baby, my magnum opus, my kitchen sink fic (it’s got everything). It’s got so much of myself in it, it’s very personal, and very near and dear to my heart.

How did you get the idea for driving in your car?

I wrote a long post about this when the idea was just starting to percolate, but the long and short of it is I wanted to read more fics that reflected my own experiences as an older teen growing up in a suffocating small town, where really the only option you have is to just pile in the car with your friends and drive around aimlessly, because that’s the only way you can get any freedom or privacy. I wanted to see what life was like for the fruity four trying to get back to “normal” while also trying to deal with the fact the world almost ended AGAIN, and all their complicated messy feelings for one another.

What inspired love is like ghosts?

Like many people have guessed / suspected, it’s very much inspired by Buzzfeed Unsolved / Watcher Ghost Files, and a loving homage to ghost hunting shows. I’m a huge scaredy cat when it comes to anything horror, but I love a good ghost hunting show. The study room setting is also inspired by the miniscule closet-sized study rooms in the library at the college I went to.

What was your favorite part to write from love is like ghosts?

Parts of their make out scene was the first snippet I wrote and the one that really got the whole ball rolling with that fic, to try to figure out who this Steve and this Eddie are, and what would have to happen lead them to making out that hard in the study room. It was also the first steamy spicy almost-smutty scene I’d written, and it was so fun to learn how to write like that!! I also just love their banter in this fic, they’re both so sassy and ridiculous and completely gone on each other.

How do/did you feel writing where’s the spark??

Ooft this one was a doozy. This is actually the second draft, and the only time so far I’ve all but completely scraped the first draft and rewritten a fic. The first draft leaned really heavily into the loneliness of the holidays, my playlist for it was all of the most maudlin holiday songs, and it really started negatively affecting my mood and mindset. But I got some really great advice and help brainstorming from dear friends, and turned it around into a fic I’m really happy with. The holiday blues are still present, but there’s so much more love there now, and that’s really what the fic is all about.

What was the most difficult part of writing where’s the spark??

Finding that balance of holiday blues and love was really tricky, and I wrote for a lot of characters I hadn’t tried writing before either. From a technical perspective too, it was a big challenge to figure out how to keep the fic moving, and the party moving around Steve when all he wanted to do was wallow.

Do you have a favorite scene and/or line from any of your fics?

It’s so so hard to pick just one, but I love how this line in love is like ghosts turned out: And Steve is dumbstruck, kiss-drunk, half-fucked.

Do you have any upcoming projects or fics you’d like to share/promote?

I have a holiday exchange fic coming out soon (hopefully before the holidays, fingers crossed), and I’m excited to dive into my prompt for lex’s winter fic challenge soon! I’d love to get the last chapter of driving in your car ready to share by the end of January. And there’s a secret [redacted] au I’m co-authoring with a very special friend that I would absolutely love to write in the new year!

Outside of these questions, Is there anything YOU would like to add?

Just that I love this community so much. I’ve made so many incredible friendships because of this show, and I’m so grateful to be a part of this little corner of the internet. I never shared my writing publicly before finding the steddie community, and I’ve been really overwhelmed and delighted by the response to my writing and art (especially to be nominated to do something like this!! Truly an honor!). I was, at best, a casual Stranger Things fan before season 4. I wasn’t even going to watch it when it came out. But then I saw all the gorgeous fanart and gifs, and started reading headcanons, and had to check it out. I’m so so glad that I did, my life has changed so much for the better.

Thank you to our author, @kkpwnall, and our nominator! See more of @kkpwnall's work featured on our page throughout the day!

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#steddie fic recs #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve x eddie #stranger things #kkpwnall #steddie writers #writer's spotlight #writer's wednesday

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rose-of-pollux · 6 months

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My MFU episode recs

Since everyone else is doing this; as others have said, most episodes are worth seeing, but here are my absolute faves--

The Shark Affair -- probably my favorite episode of all time, Napoleon and Illya are on two separate missions that converge and pit them against a modern-day pirate.

The Project Strigas Affair -- you'll be playing the "Hey, it's that guy!" game all though this ep. Also Illya is in a ridiculous disguise and Napoleon still finds time to flirt with him.

The Fiddlesticks Affair -- SO. MUCH. DRAMA.

The Mad, Mad Tea Party Affair -- so much insanity, plus that lovely shot of Napoleon and Illya in the elevator shaft with their suitjackets off (one of my more notable "I may be ace, but dang" moments).

The Secret Sceptre Affair -- the clips that @justabigoldnerd has been posting should tell you all you need to know about this ep.

The Never-Never Affair -- what do you get when you take Napoleon and Illya and add in Agent 99, the Joker, and Mr. Slate from The Flintstones? This ep.

The Love Affair -- Eddie Albert plays a convincing villain and invokes Napoleon's wrath when it appears he's killed Illya. Also Madame Leota/Maleficent (Eleanor Audley) has a cameo

The Gazebo in the Maze Affair -- Napoleon embarks on a quest save his beloved Illya from a vengeful squire... with mixed results, but that's why we love this show.

Alexander the Greater Affair 1&2 -- there's a lot going on here, but that's what makes it great

The Foxes and Hounds Affair -- Robert Vaughn, David McCallum, AND Vincent Price all in the same room together--need I say more?

The Virtue Affair -- more mutual lifesaving with a ton of drama

The Bat Cave Affair -- ...there's a lot going on here, just watch it 😆

The Pop Art Affair -- modern art and killer foam

The Off-Broadway Affair -- yet another "Hey, it's that guy/gal!" episode, ft Lamb Chop, Scrappy-Doo, and General Burkhalter all in the same room with Napoleon and Illya. Also the closest MFU gets to a musical episode. ALSO more mutual lifesaving and, somehow, Napoleon and Illya still find time to have a date in a Turkish bath.

The Suburbia Affair -- very little I can add to what others have said about this ep, other than this: I am convinced that the overdubbed "Mother" at Illya that Robert Vaughn was forced to do was covering up a "Dear" that the censors refused to let air. In my heart, it was "Dear." Kudos to Robert for making it so obvious it was an overdub; it's like he knew what the fans wanted.

The Matterhorn Affair -- Yes, it's mostly ridiculous, but Napoleon and Illya's ice-cream date at the end makes it worth it

The Hot Number Affair -- we get this, enough said:

The Summit-Five Affair -- ANGST and a beautiful showcasing of Illya's undying loyalty to Napoleon.

The 'J' for Judas Affair -- this is an interesting one, a sort of look into what happens when the duo initially fails a mission and then have to pick up the pieces.

The Prince of Darkness Affair 1 & 2 -- ft. a new evil organization, Napoleon in disguise, and Illya finding Napoleon's disguise more attractive than he expected

The Deadly Quest Affair -- more undying loyalty!

The Gurnius Affair -- there's A LOT going on here

The Maze Affair -- More angst! More devotion!

The Deep Six Affair -- You gotta watch it for the ending. You gotta.

#the man from uncle #episode recs #Napoleon Solo #Illya Kuryakin

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questionablequeeries · 8 months

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30. “How Did You Know?”

“If I fall over a tree root and crack my skull open, you have to carry me to the hospital. Like, legally and morally.”

Steve smiled and shook his head at his boyfriend’s whining, which had started about two seconds after the bandana went on over his eyes and really hadn’t stopped, “Nah, I’m sure I can find a wheelbarrow around.”

Eddie gasped dramatically, “And on my birthday?! Oh, woah befalls our dear Edward, loathed by even his beloved, scorned by the one who he calls-“ He was cut off by strong arms scooping him up, “Steve!” He shrieked, clinging on for dear life.

Steve smirked, “Thought it’d be faster this way.” He hummed innocently as they entered the clearing, and only then did he set Eddie down, “Happy birthday.” He murmured, taking off the blindfold to reveal a picnic spread out for two, complete with basket set off to the side. He smiled when Eddie, miracle upon miracles, was rendered speechless for a moment.

“…Did you have to cook anything?” And okay, that was a fair question to ask. Hey, a guy who was raised primarily with nannies and delivery drivers wasn’t going to be a top-notch chef, especially not compared with Eddie, who had learned to maximize flavor while minimizing ingredients used. He was almost jealous of Eddie’s skill with Kraft.

“No.” And Steve tried not to take the blatantly relieved sigh to heart, though he definitely pouted until Eddie pressed a kiss to those lips, “Come on, I made sandwiches.” He tugged the birthday boy over, and then down onto his lap.

They sat there for hours, until the sun began to go down, and it was only then that Steve revealed his biggest surprise. He pulled a strawberry rhubarb pie out from the basket, placing a candle in the center and lighting it as he sang, but Eddie was too stunned to blow it out.

“Is that…Steve, is that my mom’s recipe? How did you know?” Eddie whispered, and tears pricked his eyes. His mom had died when he was young, but he still remembered picking strawberries with her, helping her knead the dough, being her special little helper who always got the first slice. The smell of the pie his beautiful, thoughtful boyfriend held launched Eddie back into those fond childhood memories, and there was no question in his mind about whether or not this was the pie.

“Wayne taught me.” Steve explained, pressing a kiss into Eddie’s hair, “I still have the burns to prove it. I’m actually pretty sure your uncle will never let me near a stove unsupervised again.” He’d spent all week learning, and this was the first one he hadn’t absolutely charred like a demogorgon because fighting interdimensional hellbeasts was a cakewalk compared to baking. He held up the pie a little higher, trying to draw attention to the slowly dripping candle, “Well? Gonna make a wish?”

Instead Eddie threw his arms around Steve’s neck, “Everything I could wish for is right here.”

@thefreakandthehair

#stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie #lexssummerfanworkschallenge #questionable writes #stranger things fanfic #fanfiction

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believe-that-you-can-my-friend · 2 years

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Can we talk for a second about the absolute comedy that would be Eddie with Chrissy's parents? And especially him with her mother?

I mean, when college student Chrissy announces that she's dating Eddie Munson, the town's delinquent that now is trying to make a living by strumming on a guitar, her mother almost has a heart attack and her father is stunned and there's a pretty ugly fight that leads to some years of her mother trying to change Chrissy's mind by any means necessary and her daughter barely talking to her, even on the phone, but as the years go by and her and Eddie's relationship is going strong and her parents understand that he is her partner for life, they learn how to live around each other.

The males soon start to get along perfectly fine - her dad finds in Eddie a beloved barbeque partner and her brother a cool wingman. And, even though her mom insists on calling him Edward with that snobbish tone of hers and he always addresses her with a "Mrs. Cunningham" that hides more mischief than politeness, and then later on, when he and Chrissy get married, he trades it for some variation of "mother", "mom", or simply "ma" that never fails to drive her to the wall, they do grow respectful of each other through the years, even fond at times. Sure, there's a lot of bickering and polished insults and side glances of annoyance and "My dear Chrissy could do so much better than you" "Oh, believe me, Mrs. C, I know" and painful family dinners and a whole world war three when they decide to get married in court, but there is also the bouquet of peonies he always brings her whenever he and Chrissy are visiting and the jumper she knitted to give him as a present the first Christmas he got to spend at their house as their official son-in-law and that one night he gave her a piece of mind about how she'd been treating her daughter all these years and how she'd better change and redeem herself, before she loses her for good - and fearful Laura Cunningham cried in front of the only person she never imagined she would, she wept for a solid half an hour against his shoulder, not that he is allowed to ever ever talk about this to anyone - and that Friday at 6AM with both of them tearing up at the sight of a tiny human sleeping peacefully through the window of a hospital's baby room.

TLDR; Eddie Munson surely army-crawls his way into Laura Cunningham's icy heart, practicing family comedy on the way.

#chrissy x eddie #eddie x chrissy #edissy #edssy #i don't even know what this is don't ask me #i'm just having way too much fun thinking about chrissy's preppy mother having to coexist with long-haired black-inked eddie munson

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anarcha-queer-horror · 6 months

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i was tagged by @curlytemple who im still so flatted I'm mutuals with

Im so sorry yall this got way to long

1. 3 ships:

im all about the polycules baby

Riverdale (taking about 4 ficd cause most of the mutuals im tagging are riverdale girlies)

@hahahahawhat @greatkateweathermachine

@wolfofansbach @thejugheadparadox these r just my current favs buy like all these writers are crazy talented and I have a few of Kate's story's saved for when I have a bad day.

All of peters love interests are in a tragicy messy polycule (I limited it to one comic ship cause this isn't my main)

@bipeterparker is insane for this but it'd absolutely perfect

@thisisallthehattersfault s is probably the least explore axis of the core 4 but it's got me to obsessed over there dynamic

2. first ever ship:

ive always been into fairytales/mythology and watching labyrinth in preschool shaped me on a fundermental level. Sarah x Jareth which is delightfully dark

Anything but @viciously-witty is spectacular but

Has been the object of my obsession for 4 years now so I can't recommend it enough

If ypu don't mind reading potentially abandoned fic and maybe had a Hannibal phase I'm begging you to read @sherylholmes 's criminally underrated fic

And if u can't do unfished fics then check out @eddywoww 's new story who exclusively writes steddie and got me to stop hating Eddie Munson for people not into bdsm or Xmen wearing hellfire shirts in puplic

Tho my new ao3 account history lists https://archiveofourown.org/series/928122

Which I beated for like a week before I was homeless lol.

I used to be hella into lilith and this was a fic about her set in thr universe of the Lucifer TV show with pge triangle with her chole and Lucifer.

And cause of the rpf discourse being a thing again I have to mention my first band ship murdoc x 2d from gorillaz and the mandatory fic rec is @selkiefluff s fabulous story

Not only is it top tier smut but it has a time travelling trans character and its not even OOC which is insanse and its finished!!!

3. last song:

I've been dancing to metal and 2000s pop with my dad but now I've got my amv playlist playing @philcollinsenjoyer 's riverdale amv of Genghis Khan

youtube

It's also on their tumblr if u search amv on thier pages I can't recommend thier videos enough

4. last movie: watched bound again whcih is a masterpiece all lesbians would experience but the last new film was Chopping Mall which I found via @greatkateweathermachine 's letter box which is wonderful especially their riverdale list

5. currently reading:

what we are fighting for a radical collective manifesto edited by Frederick campagna and Emanuel campiglio

I saw David Graeber (my beloved) was included and had to borrow it. (If Ur interested into money or anthropology I can't recommend his book debt the first 500 years enough my dyke primary school tea her gave it to me to read when I way ahead in maths and i used it years later to radicalise half my econ class

6. currently watching:

rewatching mtvs faking the messiest dyke drama ever. It's definitely camp and it's kinda self aware bur it's also horrible no good. It's what the Twitter gays wished dear Evan hasten was like watch the first episode (it's only 20min) and if knowing what they are faking it's not hilarious and heart breaking stop your gonna hate the show if not you've got your new favourite trash show.

New show is season 3 of chucky which only has half a season airing cause of the strikes so I'm trying to stretch it out but I will say jennifer tilly is a delight as always.

7. currently consuming:

norco chocolate milk its 2am my last meal was went I went down to the river to read and got a blue cheese woodfire pizza

8. currently craving:

my hot tub but I'm still waiting on my pool filters its been 30c (86f) the last 4 days I've been home and I got heatstroke on Sunday on the 10min walk to the river and fainted + threw up which wasn't sexy rip

Tagging beloved mutuals

I know like 3 of you follow me on my main not this side blog but like I reblog all Ur posts here anyway so we r mutuals even if tumblr doesn't classify us that way. In my heart of hearts I know its true

Feel free to ignore or let me know if u don't want want be tagged in the future

@mothmanchronicler @gay-archie @hispanicsabrinaspellman @betty-amorous @archangelarchie @thedumbdemon @2jug2head @rozmiatacz @eastvillages

Non riverdale babes

@dragonflylady77 @cuddle---buddy @mercurysystem @every-dayiwakeup @orangerosebush @kamiyuart

#sorry this took so long to get to i love getting tagged in things #i have so many pic crews on my srt sideblog but ive been so tired and i didnt want to answer another one of these with atrocious spelling

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always-andromeda · 1 year

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perhaps a white chocolate truffle + eddie? <3

your stuff helped distract me through a lot of my painful oral surgery recovery, so maybe something where eddie is helping his love recover from a surgery or an illness, or just any kind of fluff that you enjoy writing? :) i love your characterizations and writing style! <3

– 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐞

𝐄𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐍𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐆𝐍!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: I'm so sorry this has taken so long to publish, anon!! but I will have you know that every time I went past this ask in my inbox, it made me almost tear up. thank you so much for your encouragement, dear. I hope that this blurb fits what you were looking for!

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: reader has their wisdom teeth removed, pet names (sweetheart), complete and utter fluff, nothing else I can think of!

Edward had been nothing but a pure sweetheart. If your jaw didn't already hurt, you were sure his attitude would've given you a toothache. The second you mentioned you were getting your wisdom teeth removed, Edward put himself completely at your disposal.

First, he insisted upon taking you to the appointment and back. Even though you argued that you'd just use a ride sharing service, he was all too eager to use up one of his few vacation days to help out. And as if that wasn't enough, he dumped even more of his time into the matter reading up on the recovery process. Edward had never been able to afford to go to a dentist. So his lack of knowledge was his excuse for hyper focusing on article after article from various medical journals for a few hours at a time.

By the time the day came, he sat nervously in the waiting room, almost as if he was expecting the dentist to run out, declaring that something had gone wrong during the surgery and they needed a volunteer. Edward had read so much that he was convinced that he could absolutely do it if he was needed.

Thankfully, though, the procedure went swimmingly. Before too long, you were wandering out of the exam room. Your gait was clumsy and slow; almost like you were lost. But the second your eye caught Edward's figure standing awkwardly by the front desk, you gravitated towards him. As he helped you pay, you were practically latched to him with your arms around his forearms.

The woman behind the counter ran through the recovery process, to which Edward only half listened to. He was far too preoccupied with the sound of you humming contentedly through the gauze in your mouth. And that would set the tone for the trip home as you came down from the anesthetic.

During the drive, you shifted wildly between trying to tell him about a dream you'd had the night before, tearing up at how nice the dentist had been, and pointing to random things on the side of the road.

He drove by a trash can and you pointed, calling it to attention with a muffled, "Trash!"

Edward rolled his eyes and mumbled, "That's right, sweetheart, that's a trash can."

He chuckled when you added in amazement, "Woooow." Yeah, it was definitely a good thing that you were safe with him and not at the will of some random Uber driver.

A little under half an hour later, Edward was ushering you into his apartment. You were finally starting to come back to reality a bit more and the pain was setting in. But of course, Edward had that covered.

He led you to the living room where his beloved recliner resided; already set up with a pillow and a blanket. He let you get yourself comfortable and disappeared into his little kitchen, giving you a chance to shake your head in disbelief. Why he was so willing to go above and beyond for you, you had no idea.

More than any other partner you'd had, Edward was incredibly attentive. There was no length that was too far for the poor man. And though you sometimes felt bad for how committed he was, you had to admit...it felt nice being looked after and cared for with such fierceness.

So as soon he emerged from the kitchen with an ice pack in hand, you gave him the fondest smile you could manage, earning a giggle from Edward. You quirked an eyebrow at him.

"Your mouth is still a little numb," he muttered, nodding at the lopsided smile that had crept up the side of your face.

Before you could feel silly for it, Edward brushed the matter away entirely by handing you the ice pack and instructing, "Here, hold this against one side of your jaw for about fifteen minutes. Then you can switch it to the other side and do another fifteen minutes. It should help with the swelling over the next few days."

You didn't know why Edward even bothered to mention the fifteen minute part. Because his eye was firmly on the clock the whole time and he reminded you to switch over himself. You did what you were told, not having the heart to express any sort of ungratefulness at how doting he was towards you. Because as much as you valued your independence, you knew how much these kinds of things meant to him.

Being able to take care of something or someone was the way he showed his love. So you kicked back and tried to let yourself embrace it. The only thing you wouldn't let him give you was the TV remote.

"I'm super tired, Eddie," you yawned. "I'm probably going to fall asleep anyways. You can turn on whatever you want."

Edward's wide eyes blinked at you. "Are you sure you don't want something to eat before you fall asleep?"

You sighed, "No thank you, sweetheart. I'm not hungry yet. Maybe after I have a nap."

Despite the fact that he had a couch in the same room, Edward settled beside your hanging legs on the floor. He reached up to hold your hand as he turned the television on, flipping through the channels. He laughed softly, "Alright. Whenever you do wake up though, there's yogurt in the fridge and applesauce in the cupboard that are both screaming your name."

Your eyelids fluttered shut and you caressed his fingers in your hand. "Lucky me. Can't wait..." you drifted off.

After a few minutes, Edward felt your grip on his hand soften. He laid his head back, finally allowing himself to feel a shred of satisfaction as you snoozed. There was no way in hell that he would ever let you go through anything alone. No matter how big or small the matter might be, Edward would always be ready to care for you as best as he can.

#chocolate box valentine event❣️#paul dano #danocel #danonation #the batman #edward nashton #dano!riddler #edward nashton x reader #edward nashton x y/n #edward nashton x you #edward nashton fluff #dano!riddler x reader #dano!riddler x you #dano!riddler x y/n #dano!riddler fluff #˚ʚ meda writes ɞ˚

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lulalulens · 1 year

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Steddie fanfics recomendation (1/?)- 'If you liked [insert popular fanfic here], then you will probably enjoy [insert similar vibes fanfic] edition'

All right this is very simple, I will recommend steddie fanfics that are pretty damn popular on the fandom, and will try to match their vibe with other similar works. Hope I wont disappoint!

If you liked [Throw me one], by Adure, you may like…

Kind of Vibe: the two idiots can't figure whats going on between them, Friends With Benefits kind of situation, a whole lot of pinning even tho they are already hooking up, "what are we? is just sex?" kind of fic

[Is your light on?] by the same author WIP - 120k+ - 11/15 Chapters - Secret relationship - Angst with a Happy Ending Post S4, Eddie trying to heal, Steve being a major A Asshole but getting better, a lot of push and pull coming from both ends, it gets Much Worse before it gets better (or so we hope, Vio has us holding on onto that "angst with a happy ending" tag for dear life)

[And I walk these streets, a loaded six-string on my back] by Lagardere and Miss Antlers Completed - 70k+ - 9/9 Chapters - Fix-it - Eddie comes back as a ghost - fast burn sex/slow burn romance Post S4, Eddie comes back as a some kind of ghost that only Steve can see and interact with, and has the time of his life tormenting and haunting Steve. NO SLOW BURN AT ALL, Steve spends half the fic on absolute denial while also putting his tongue down Eddie's throat as much as he can, there is a Cursed Guitar my Beloved, a lot of hilarious moments, absolute fav

[You looking at me, looking at you] by emryses Completed - 65k+ - 10/10 Chapters - Friends with Benefits - Miscommunication Ah, the good ol' friends with benefits that start acting like a married couple but Refuse To Talk About What Is Going On, and therefore, miscommunication and angst ensues

[It has no place here] series, by 3MinsOver Completed - 70k - heavy smut - "enemies" to lovers The filthiest (yet somehow sweetest?) "enemies" to lovers I've ever read. Follow their journey from Very Ugly Hate-Fucks to Feelings Realizations. There are a LOT of kinks in here, make sure to read the tags first

[someone else's favorite song] by fastcardotmp3 Complete - 120k - FWB to lovers - Grief/Mourning - fast burn sex/slow burn romance What it seemed like a very clear, very no-strings-attached friends with benefits situation between Eddie and Steve suffers a 3-point-turn after Steve loses someone important to him and needs someone to comfort him and keep an eye on him. My summary makes no justice to how beautifull this fanfic is!!

[Carve your name into my chest] by hexiewrites Completed - 42k - 8/8 Chapters - Enemies to fuckbuddies to friends to lovers- modern AU Both Eddie and Steve are hockey players, long time enemies and rivals, or so it seems. The truth is that they have been hooking up for quite some time, and no one else but them knows about it - but for how long can they keep a dirty secret like that from the public?

#fanfic recommendation #steddie #steddie fanfiction #more to come!!#stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #fanfiction #ao3 #steve harrington #eddie munson

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svechnikovvv · 2 years

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can’t take my eyes off you (part 8)

gif by: @eddiemunsens

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

warnings: this isn't your first rodeo. you know the drill

word count: 3,600

summary: steve fake dates y/n for a week for a family reunion, but little does y/n know, he’s had the biggest crush on her for a while.

a/n: this is the last part! i’m absolutely so sad that can't take my eyes off you has come to an end. thank you to everyone who has been here since the beginning. thank you for all the endless love & support on this series (: steve & y/n love you all so much <3 two posts on a row? look at me go

sunday. it was time to say goodbye. your chest fills with dread and sadness. you swing your feet over the edge of the bed and sit there for a while. time to head downstairs to eat the most amazing pancakes you've ever tasted for the last time. you gently shake steve awake and he slowly sits up, rubbing his eyes.

"what time is it?"

"10" he nods and you head into the bathroom to shower. after you showered, you put on a decent outfit and headed out. steve was sitting on the edge of the bed already changed.

"c'mon harrington. it's our last breakfast here and i'm not gonna miss it" you hold out your hand for him to take and he gladly takes it. you two make your way downstairs and to the kitchen, taking a seat at your barstools as you wait for margaret to finish cooking.

"are you ready to head home, y/n? i bet you miss not having to share a bed with steve" you chuckle at diane

"shockingly, no, i'm not ready to leave. this place is so nice and 'm gonna miss it" she frowns

"dear, you're always welcome to stop by at anytime"

"really?" excitement is radiating off of you and she nods

"of course. you're family now" you smile at her and then margaret turns around.

"pancakes are done, kids. eat up" you're quick to grab a plate and put two pancakes on it, then dousing them in syrup per usual.

"what time are you two leaving?" margaret asks

"i was thinking around 2 ish" she nods

"oh! ma. i was wondering if y/n can take a bottle of wine home with her" steve says, his mouth full of food. you gently hit his arm and he looks at you with a confused face.

"don't talk with your mouth full" he rolls his eyes and focuses his attention back on his mom. she has a brow raised at him

"aren't you two still under the legal drinking age?"

"it's for my mother. she loves her wine" you hated lying to diane, but it was the only way you could get your precious wine. she nods and heads out the kitchen. a couple minutes later, she walks back in holding a bottle of red wine. she hands it to you and you take it, sitting it beside you.

"let me know what she thinks of it when she tries it" you nod, knowing damn well you'd be the one drinking it. you and steve finish up your breakfast and head out to the terrace for one last go on your beloved porch swing.

"i'm gonna miss this view especially" you say and steve nods

"it's so much different than at hawkins"

"that's because hawkins is just trees. everywhere you go it's trees"

"touche" you two sit in a comfortable silence, steve gently rocking the swing back and forth.

"can't wait to get home and tell the others how i socked your cousin in the face" steve laughs

"slow down evil kinevil, we haven't even left yet" you shrug. it goes quiet for a bit again before you start to laugh.

"what?"

"i can't wait to see eddie's reaction to it. he's probably gonna tell me 'that's so metal' or high five me" steve chuckles, shaking his head.

"sounds like eddie" you nod. you two rock in the swing for another thirty minutes before you head back inside.

"wanna play one last game of twister?" you turn to face steve and he nods, heading into the living room with you right behind him.

"mom, can you operate the spinner again?" she nods and sits on the couch as you and steve set up the mat. diane takes the spinner and spins it. you guys decided that since you won last time, you'd go first.

"left hand blue" you place your left hand on a blue circle. the game continues on for another fifteen minutes before you start to feel yourself slipping. you try to regain your balance, but you fail and end up going down first.

"ha! i win this time!"

"shut up" you grumble out and steve does a little celebratory dance.

"are you a sore loser y/n?"

"absolutely" he looks like he was expecting you to say no, so a look of shock is briefly on his face. he then holds a hand out for you and you refuse to take it.

"come on. take my hand" you shake your head

"no."

"y/n. take my hand"

"absolutely not" you cross your arms around your chest and he sighs. he then leans down and picks you up.

"steven, put me down this instant or else"

"or else what?"

"if you don't put me down you'll find out" steve continues to walk and hold you, not putting you down. you then give him a purple nurple and he puts you down.

"ow! seriously?" you shrug

"you didn't put me down so that's what you get" you walk back to the kitchen, seeing that time has went by and it was already lunch. since it was the last day, they went all out and had chicken enchiladas. you made yourself a plate and sat down, digging in. steve then sits beside you with his own plate of food.

"i'm sorry for acting immature" you say, facing him and he laughs

"y/n, it's okay. seriously" you nod and go back to eating your food.

"i'm gonna miss this food when we leave" steve nods in agreement

"time to go back to spaghettios and take out"

"can say that again" you savor the last few bites of your food. steve doing the same.

"okay. we got about an hour and a half left until we have to leave. what do you want to do?" you shrug, but then an idea pops into your head.

"one last ice cream trip?" he nods and you head out to his car as he heads back upstairs to grab his keys.

"i'm paying this time" you tell him once he pulls into a parking spot outside the ice cream parlor. he holds up his hands in surrender

"okay okay" you then head inside and the same young boy from the other day is behind the counter.

"nice to see familiar faces. what can i get you guys today?" you both tell him your order and you and steve decided to eat outside today.

"on the way back to hawkins, can we visit sal?" steve chuckles but nods

"so you two can talk about me in italian?" you shrug

"we'll see what the day has planned for us" you go back to eating your ice cream and when the two of you are done, you head back to the house. since the parlor is thirty minutes away, it leaves you with about half an hour at the house. you and steve head upstairs to pack all of your stuff. once that was said and done, you lug your heavy suitcase down the stairs and take it outside and put it in the trunk of steve's bmw.

everyone is preparing to leave and you start to get emotional. cynthia comes up to you with david on her hip. he makes grabby hands to you and you take him into your arms, holding him close to you.

"i'm gonna miss you buddy," you then look at him. "you be good for mommy, okay?"

"'kay," he nods and you smile at him, still holding him. cynthia then hands you a slip of paper with her number on it.

"in case you ever want to spend a day with him or if i ever need a babysitter, have my number" you smile, taking the slip of paper. you pull her into a hug.

"thank you so much cynthia" she pulls back from you and gives you a soft smile. you hand david back to her and wave bye to him.

"bye bye david" he waves bye and cynthia straps him into his car seat, then getting into the passenger side of the car. they back out, leaving. you then see wendy and nicole run over to you and you slightly crouch down, arms open wide. they both run into your arms and you hug them both tight.

"i'm gonna miss my girls." you pull away from them and place a hand on their shoulder.

"you two will make amazing makeup artists someday. i just know it. behave for your moms, okay?" they nod and nicole is called over by her mom. steve is standing with her and he picks up nicole. you turn your attention back to wendy and you see her bottom lip start to tremble. you frown, pulling her into a hug.

"wendy, darling, what's wrong"

"'m gonna miss you" she manages to get out between cries. you wish you could just take her with you then this wouldn't be a problem. but alas, that's kidnapping.

"and i'm gonna miss you too, sweetheart. but i promise i'll set up something with your mom and you can come spend the night with stevie and i" you pull back from the hug and wipe her tears off her face.

"that sound good?" she nods and you give her a smile

"maybe you can do steve's makeup this time" she gives you a smile of her own

"there's that smile" she giggles and you stand up, grabbing her hand. you walk her over to laura's car. just like cynthia, she gives you a slip of paper with her number on it. you thank her and then wendy gets into the car.

"remember what i said, okay?"

"okay," she nods and you shut the car door after she's buckled up. as they're backing out, her window rolls down and she yells out of it.

"bye princess y/n!"

"bye princess wendy!" you yell back, giving her your best princess wave. she laughs and you laugh with her. her window then rolls up and you turn around to see steve talking with his mom and grandma. you walk up to them and stop by steve's side. diane then pulls you into a bone-crushing hug and you hug her back with the same amount of emotion.

"'m gonna miss you diane"

"awh, i'm gonna miss you too, dear. you keep that son of mine out of trouble, okay?" she whispers the last part so steve doesn'te hear. you chuckle.

"no promises. he can be out of control sometimes" she pulls apart from you and wipes away her stray tears.

"yeah, he does" steve then speaks up

"ready to go, y/n?"

"steve, i haven't gotten to say goodbye yet" maragaret speaks up and you and diane laugh.

"i'll be waiting in the car, okay? bye ma, bye grandma. i love you both and i promise to call you when we get home safely. they both nod and you walk over to margaret. she pulls you into a hug and when she pulls away, she hands you a folded up piece of paper.

"what's this?"

"you didn't think i'd let you leave here without knowing how to make my pancakes, did you?" you give her a big grin and she smiles as well. she then pats you on the shoulder.

"take care y/n. and don't let steve drive you mad" you laugh

"too late for that" she chuckles and you bid her one last goodbye before heading and getting into the passenger side of steve's car.

"whatcha got there?" he asks, nodding at the paper in your hand

"that's for me to know and you to dot dot dot" he rolls his eyes and tells you to buckle up before he backs out of his parking spot.

"so we'll stop at sal's then we head home. correct?" you nod and the two of you head to see sal. once you get there, you're the first one out and heading inside.

"y/n! bella! i missed you" you smiled at the old man

"i missed you too, sal"

"well, what can i do for ya' today?"

"oh. uh, steve and i are heading back to hawkins and i wanted to say goodbye before we headed back" he gives you a soft smile and steps around the counter so that he's in front of you. he pulls you into a hug and you hug him back.

"that's real kind of you, kid" he pats you on your back before pulling away from the hug.

"well i couldn't just leave without a goodbye. that'd be rude of me" he chuckles and then steve walks in.

"steve-o! do i get a goodbye hug from you too?" steve laughs and nods. him and sal give each other a hug. they then pull apart from each other.

"you better hold onto y/n, okay? don't let her slip through your fingers, pal" steve nods

"i wouldn't dare let go of her" your face heats up and then sal faces you.

"tieni questo idiota fuori dai guai, ok? tiene molto a te, y/n" you give sal a smile and nod.

(sal said: "you keep this idiot out of trouble, okay? he cares about you a lot, y/n")

"don't be a stranger, y/n. come stop by and visit when you get a chance" you nod and salute him.

"scouts honor" he chuckles and you and steve bid him one final goodbye before you're back on the road to hawkins.

"what'd sal tell you?"

"oh nothing" steve groans and you smile to yourself. you then take a nap and you're woken up by steve gently shaking you.

"y/n. wake up. we're home" you groan and open your eyes. you see the sky above is cloudy, meaning it'll most likely rain later. you get out of steve's car and head to the trunk to get your suitcase.

"no need. i already put it inside" you nod and you and steve head inside your house. you shut the door behind you and sigh. back home. your dog scooby, yes after scooby-doo, came running up to you and you crouched down so you can pet him.

"hey buddy. did mrs. johnson take good care of you while i was gone?" you pet him as he licks your face and you laugh.

"what about me, scoob?" steve crouched down beside you, wanting love from the furry companion. scooby got excited at the sight of steve, since scooby was practically best friends with steve. scooby pounces on steve, knocking him over and you and steve laugh.

"someone missed you"

"i can see that" scooby then relents from steve and you stand up, giving him a hand up. he takes it and you pull him up.

"wanna stay over and watch something? i don't have spaghettios, but i do have the number to a chinese food place" steve nods and he heads into your living room, as you head into the kitchen so you can order you and steve some food. they said it'd be there in about fifteen minutes.

the food got there and you and steve ate it as you watched whatever was on tv.

once it started to get late, steve started to get up and head out before it rained.

you walk steve outside and to his car. it was already sprinkling, but a little rain never hurt anyone.

"thanks for having me as your fake-girlfriend for a week" you let out a laugh but steve didn't seem to reciprocate. matter-of-fact, he seemed off. he didn't even crack a smile at your comment.

"hey, what's wrong?" he shakes his head

"you wouldn't understand"

"nonsense. you can tell me anything steve"

"seriously, y/n. it's nothing" you furrow your brows. what was wrong. you two were just having a good time.

"steve. it's not nothing if it's bothering you"

"just... can we drop it?" he seemed agitated now and you had no clue what you had done.

"did i do something?" he shakes his head

"then tell me what's wrong. i can't exactly read your mind here, steve"

"just drop it, y/n"

"no, steve. i'm your best friend-" he seems to snap and he looks at you.

"that's it isn't it!" you're taken back by his sudden outburst. as if on cue, it started to rain harder, soaking both of you.

"i'm not following?"

"it's not like it isn't painfully obvious since everybody but you can see it!" you don't know why he was yelling now or what you couldn't see.

"see what steve? what can't i see?!" at this point, you've given up with staying calm. if he can have an atitude towards you, you can have one with him.

"that i'm in love with you! okay?!" you're taken back by his words. steve was in love with you.

"what?" you whisper. steve runs a hand down his soaking wet face, shaking his head.

"i knew i should've just gone home" he mumbles, walking to the driver side of his car. but before he can do that, you grab his wrist, stopping him.

"you're just going to give up? just like that?" he turns to face you, him now being the confused one.

"what do you mean?"

"you're just going to walk away and not hear what i have to say? what if i told you i felt the same way, huh?"

"don't say that y/n. because then you're only getting my hopes up" you sigh out of frustration

"steve. i feel the same way. god, sal was right by calling you an idiot" you grumble and shake your head

"you mean you love me too?" you throw your hands up in the air

"yes! god, do i have to spell it out for you?" a big smile makes its way onto steve's face and he pulls you into him. you instinctively wrap your arms around his neck and his go around your waist. you both stare up at each other, the rain continuing to pour.

"kiss me already, dumbass" that's all steve needs before his lips meet yours. you sigh into the kiss and steve bites your bottom lip, eliciting a gasp out of you. he uses that as leverage to slip his tongue into your mouth and eventually you two pull apart for air. he rests his forehead on yours, both of you breathing heavily.

"so, does this make you my girlfriend?" he asks and you nod. then looks up at the sky, laughing.

"y/n l/n is my girlfriend!" he yells and you whack his arm

"stop yelling. the neighbors are gonna wake up"

"you act as if we didn't have a yelling match five minutes ago" you roll your eyes and tug his hand back towards your house.

"let's go inside. i don't want my neighbors to see me getting felt up in the rain by steve harrington"

"are you embarrassed of me?"

"no. it's for your modesty" you drag him into the warm house and you head straight to your bedroom, steve following. you toss sweatpants that steve left at your house one time at him alongside a big t-shirt.

"you know where the bathroom is. and i'm sure you can get a pair of boxers out of anthony's room" he nods and heads to get changed. you locked your bedroom door after he left the room and change into some dry clothes. you go and put your wet clothes into the wash and when steve steps out of the bathroom with his wet clothes, you take them, putting them in the wash with yours. you two then head back to your room. you leave your door cracked because sometimes scooby liked to come in and cuddle with you.

you lay down on your bed, patting the spot beside you.

"don't act shy now, harrington. we literally just spent a week sharing a bed" he chuckles and walks over to your bed and climbs in beside you. the two of you lie on your sides admiring the other.

"i can't believe you feel the same way" you smile at his cheesiness

"how can i not? steve, you make me feel special. seen. like i matter" he moves a wet strand of your hair out of your face and rests his large hand on your cheek.

"baby. that's because you do matter" baby. you were going into overdrive at that pet name.

"i love you, steve harrington" you whisper and he smiles

"i didn't quite hear that. i think you need to say it again" you laugh and kiss him instead. you both pull apart from one another.

"i think kissing you is now my favorite thing in the world and i never want to stop doing it"

"then don't" you say and he pulls you into another kiss. his hands slip under your shirt and you pull away from him.

"nuh uh mister. buy me dinner first then maybe i'll let you get into my pants" he laughs and then you get an idea, shooting up out of bed. steve gives you a confused look as you head over to your record player. you grab your favorite record and set the needle down. the familiar tune starts to play and steve smiles. you hold out a hand for him.

"may i have this dance, harrington?"

"yes you may," he gets out of bed and takes your hand into his. the two of you dance around to can't take my eyes off you and even though the song ended, steve is still holding you to him.

"y/n?" he asks, looking into your eyes

"yeah?" you whisper

"i can't take my eyes off you"

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#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #stranger things

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gl00mystarz · 2 years

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Eddie being a brat and his boyfriend just aggressively putting him in his place :)

Yes yes, absolutely yes. I am a bottom bitch, but yes

T H I S

I'm sorry if it's a lot softer than you expected!! I am not a dom top type person, so I did my best :))

Warnings for: Mild BDSM, praise, spanking, choking as well as other NSFW related topics!!

Bratty Baby

You loved your boyfriend, you really really did, but sometimes. Just sometimes he pushed every button of yours that he could get his hands on, he loved seeing your face contorted with anger as he acted out in a way only you picked up on. You on the other hand, sitting at the Hellfire Club waiting on your 'darling' boyfriend, his eyes held a passionate fire as he went about his carefully planned campaign, did not enjoy his subtle teasing. The way his big brown eyes stayed glued to yours as he went through a really passionate scene, even down to the way he'd sit in your lap and put all his focus on you when breaks were needed for the boys to pee or smoke or go grab snacks. His hips oh so subtly grinding into yours just enough to keep you on the edge of pleasure and need but not enough to satisfy what you wanted. You had warned him multiple times through hot and messy kisses that he was in for it when you two got to Eddie's trailer he was in for it, that you weren't going to stand for his slutty behavior in a place he knew anyone could see him.

You held to your word, as soon as the two of you said goodbye to the Hellfire Club and made your way back to Eddie's trailer, lust bubbling in your stomach as he tapped his fingers to the music playing from his vans radio. You couldn't wait to show Eddie that you weren't playing around, that you had plans to hold to your word. Your beloved Eddie wasn't getting away with the bratting he pulled today, you even had a whole plan put together in your head, you were going to make him work for his reward. So when you two entered the trailer and made it to Eddie's room, a sickly sweet "Eeeed's" leaving your lips as you sat on his bed, motioning with your finger to get him to come over to you. The sadistic smile that sat on your lips as he walked towards you had a feeling blooming in Eddie's stomach. The metalhead standing in front of you with his normal cocky smile resting on his face, "Yes, my dear?" he knew what he had done, he had known since he started, there was no way he didn't know, especially with that look on his face.

You looked him dead in the eyes as you spoke, "I want you on your knees ed's. You're gonna work for your reward tonight." Eddie had gone to complain but you reached up and grabbed his arms, using him being caught off guard to pull him to his knees between your legs. Your hand already working on the buttons to your pants,the gasp that left Eddie's lips only spurring you on further as you pulled your cock from your pants. The tip pressing against Eddie's lips as he let his tongue pass between his lips to lap at your tip, a small groan catching in your throat as your hand tangled in his long hair, gently tugging him away "Let me set a few ground rules Eds, first. You're not to touch me or yourself unless I tell you that you're allowed to. Second, I am in control and you will be rewarded if you behave. Third, you will listen to me and what I say." Eddie nodded along to what you said, a dazed look in his eyes as they were transfixed on your cock, his mouth falling open when he heard you say the word and his hands went behind his back.

You had began to fuck his throat, gags and whines leaving him as your cock hit the back of his throat. Pretty tears starting to stain his flushed face, your grip on his hair leaving his back ridged and his cock aching, he knew you were being serious now. Originally Eddie was going to push your limits and try and get away with touching himself, but right now, right now all he wanted was nothing more was to be a good boy and get the reward you told him he'd get if he behaved. After around thirty minutes you decided to let up on the poor boys throat, your cock leaving his mouth as he gasped and panted. Eddie looking up at you with pleading eyes "Please, I wan, I wanna touch you and i want you to touch me." You couldn't say no to him, he had been so good and he sounded so, desperate for you to just touch him. So you got up "Get on the bed sweets, I'll give you your reward." You swore for a man who loved bratting, you'd never seen him move so fast at the proposition of getting dicked down.

By the time Eddie was on the bed he was completely stripped, his hips wiggling slightly as he tried to entice you into moving faster. Which you didn't, you were taking your sweet time, grabbing lube and a condom before stripping out of your clothes and getting behind your beloved boyfriend. Your hands reaching out to caress his ass before you moved your hand and landed a harsh and swift slap to his ass causing him to let out a beautiful whiney moan. You had continued this for a few more minutes, simply indulging in slapping Eddie's ass, red marks beginning to show from the onslaught of harsh slaps, small sobs and moans coming from Eddie as he begged you to just get on with it already, his aching cock leaking from the tip as he waited on you, growing ever impatient. "Ahw, my sweet boy, getting so worked up for my cock he's in tears." You spoke as you unwrapped the condom and put it on, putting lube on Eddie's hole as you gently massaged.

You had finally pushed in, one hand coming up to wrap around Eddie's throat and squeeze as a choked moan left his lips as you peppered kisses to his shoulder and cheek. Giving him just a few moments to adjust, you knew you didn't have too, but Eddie had been such a good boy and his throat had taken so much abuse, you figured it was the least you could do. Starting off slowly only to pick up speed, soon pressing Eddie's face into the mattress below him as his hands scrambled for any place of purchase, moan after pretty moan spilling from his bitten and bruised lips. Your unused hand coming up to wrap around his cock and stroke in time with your thrusts, you knew he wouldn't last long, you knew he was waiting for your permission, so you gave it to him, pulling his head up by his hair so you could coo into his ear "Go on good boy, cum, it's okay too, you can cum for me.." your voice was so much softer than before, the edge of softness to your dominance pushing Eddie over the edge as he came.

You sped up your pace, using Eddie's overstimulated body to get yourself off, cumming not too long after Eddie did. Pulling out of your sensitive lover and throwing away the condom, you grabbed a drink and a wet washcloth, handing Eddie his drink as you worked diligently to clean him up. "Good job baby.. You did so well and you took me so good.." You had set the washcloth and the drink off to the side once you were both done, pulling Eddie against your chest and began to run your fingers through his hair, whispering sweet nothings and praises in his ear. You knew he could be an absolute brat, but you also knew the lengths he would go through to listen to you and get his reward.

#eddie x reader #eddie munson x male reader #eddie munson x male reader smut #eddie stranger things #eddie munson #x male reader

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staygoldwriting · 1 year

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Can you write an Eddie fic where y/n is his best friend and she / they had a rough day or maybe even a couple of rough weeks and they spend the day together to cheer her up

Hello, anon! Thank you for this request—it’s super sweet 🥰 I absolutely loved writing this, and now I want to do 50 just on this prompt 😂 but I decided to do a Lord of the Rings theme for this one, I hope you enjoy it!! ❤️

Word count: ~1k

Warnings: rough day at work, bosses being the worst, but it’s all VERY fluffy as usual!

🧝‍♀️ 🍃Beriogelir and Ithilwen

You plopped down on your couch, sighing loudly as you felt helpless. Another day of work had absolutely wrecked you. Dragging your hands across your face, you remembered all the rude customers, the pain in your knees from standing too long, receiving your paycheck just to see that Logan got a raise and you didn’t. You grabbed a pillow and screamed into it to release your frustrations, when you heard your door barge open.

“Y/N IT IS A GOOD DAY TO--woah, what’s going on here?” Eddie asked, peering at you curiously as you groaned.

“Work,” you replied shortly.

“Say no more,” Eddie sighed, walking over to you. He lifted your head and scooched himself under, resting your head on his lap.

“I need to quit,” you said.

“What was it this time?”

“I was two minutes late with an order and boom, no tip,” you complained. “Then, I find out freaking Logan, the guy who just started working at the restaurant, got a raise and I didn’t.”

“Gross,” Eddie said, scrunching his face. “What does Logan have that you don’t? Three arms? Super speed sneakers? An alliance with the kitchen staff?” he joked, making you chuckle.

“He can do that thing when you carry a whole tray over your head with one arm,” you said bitterly.

“Oh, well, then that makes sense, he’s clearly superior,” Eddie said matter-of-factly, and you tried to bump him with your elbow.

“I am not in the mood, Eddie.”

“I’m sorry,” he said, bending his face to look at you. “Is there anything I can do to cheer you up?”

“I don’t know,” you sighed.

“I can talk to Steve and see if there’s a spot at the Family Video,” he offered.

“Maybe, yeah, sure, please. I’m just not happy, Eddie.”

“I know, I don’t doubt it,” he said, rubbing your forehead.

“I wish we could be kids again,” you said quietly. “Everything seemed so simple then.”

Eddie nodded, then quickly perked up. He got up and rushed to the door.

“Where are you going?” you asked, half-mad, half-entertained.

“I have a plan!” he said excitedly, then dashed to his trailer.

-🍃-

Eddie had been gone ten minutes when you heard a knock on the door. As you opened it, you saw him dressed in a cloak with elf ears and intricate woodsy jewelry. Your mouth hung open as you stared at him in disbelief.

“Eddie, you kept it all?” you said in shock.

“I am Edward no more,” he said regally, “for I am now Beriogelir of Mirkwood!” he said triumphantly.

“Forgive me,” you said, curtsying. “I haven’t seen you in many a year, my beloved Beriogelir. I had forgotten how much you resemble the man they call Edward, son of Mun,” you tried to say as regally as possible, but you let a few giggles slip.

“Understandable, my dear Ithilwen, for I mistook you for a mere woman yourself, a woman named Y/N. It is most likely your garb. May I suggest these?” he asked, pulling out your old elf costume. You gasped as you saw it for the first time in years. Taking it into your hands, you looked up at Eddie in excitement as you rushed to the bathroom to change. When you reemerged, you were in your Elven dress, with long billowy sleeves and a hem filled with mud from when it was too big for you and dragged in the mud. As Eddie saw you, he smiled brightly.

“Are you ready for an adventure, my Ithilwen?”

“Do you dare even ask?” you smirked.

Eddie grabbed your hand as you two ran out of your trailer, both barefoot and smiling widely. You circled around the park, laughing and enjoying the crisp air and warm sun. You two kept running around until you were out of breath, plopping down on the grass. You looked over at Eddie, who was breathing heavily, but smiling like a kid.

“Beriogelir? Do you remember it?” you asked him, raising your eyebrows.

Eddie looked at you with wild eyes. “How could I forget?”

Eddie jumped up and helped you stand as you faced one another. You both bowed, then, as if you had done it just yesterday, performed your Elvish dance that you all choreographed many summers ago. As you performed each move, you smiled and laughed, watching Eddie move just as fluidly as you did. Everything came rushing back to you, your mind overwhelmed with memories of Wayne watching you two dance in the moonlight, praising your grace and wearing elf ears that you both made for him. You had originally made them with some construction paper, then tried your hand at clay, ultimately failing. Wayne surprised you both one day with professionally-made ears, spending much more money than he should have ever spent on play clothes, but it was “for my kids,” he said. You both treasured them, keeping them sealed in a box to make sure they never got ruined.

“I can’t believe we remembered the whole dance!” you laughed breathlessly as you fell into Eddie’s arms.

“I believe it,” he smiled. “You know, it hasn’t been that long.”

“It’s been over five years for sure,” you replied. “I loved the way we used to be, not a care in the world, no one’s opinions could get to us, nothing!” you smiled as you laid down in the grass. Eddie sat down next to you, sprinkling flowers in your hair and fixing your crown.

“We can still be like that, you know,” Eddie said sweetly.

“But we have work, responsibilities!” you argued.

“Look at us though! We finished work for the day. Who’s to say we can’t do this every day?”

“I guess we could,” you said, smirking at him.

“Anything to make you happy,” he smiled at you softly, making you push his face to the side.

“Alright, Munson,” you chuckled, “don’t get too mushy on me.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it, my Ithilwen.”

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defectiveporcelaindoll · 2 years

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eddie my love

Summary: following the events in the upside down, the reader channels her grief into a letter to her beloved Eddie Munson. The first of possibly many.

Warnings: grief, language, nothing else really.

Dear Eds,

It's been a couple days since everything really went to shit. If we're completely honest, I don't remember much of the past few days. Maybe it's a trauma response, or maybe this is just how I'm processing everything, and eventually, I'll be able to look back, and it won't all be covered in such heavy fog. I haven't really been able to leave the house. But the gang doesn't really love the idea of me staying cooped up in my bed, in the dark, crying all day... so. Steve dragged me to the Wheeler's house this morning, trying to get me out into the world, around people. I think he just wanted me to be around Dustin, honestly. I think Steve thinks we can just grieve together, which in theory is great, except I'm right now, I'm crying about 22 out of the 24 hours in a day? It would be the full 24, but ya know, gotta cry myself two sleep for at least two hours? So, I really just suck the life out of literally everyone, and no one deserves to have to deal with that, especially not the kid.

But, I guess Dustin saw Wayne the other day at the school, the government, or the red cross, or I don't know, but someone has turned the gym into a help center for anyone in need after the "earthquake." There are missing posters, and gods bless Wayne. He's been switching yours out every chance he gets. Even when you're not around, the monsters of this town are still on the attack. Hunt the freak, right? Apparently, Dustin had your pick. That little shit didn't even tell me he had it, but he gave it to Wayne, and I'm not going to be a brat about it or cry about it... okay, that's a lie, I have been crying about it, but I know he deserved it. I know he shaped you into the man I called my best friend, that I fell in love with, and who loved me absolutely and irrecoverably. As absolutely fucked up as it is, I got to say goodbye; I got to see you one last time. He didn't. Wayne should have the silly little guitar pick. Sorry, I'm just being dramatic.

But um, anyway, Steve and Robin have been volunteering every chance they get; I don't know, maybe it helps soothe their damaged consciousness? Maybe helping those affected by our mistakes makes up for the fact that we failed in their minds. I know if you were here, you'd probably drag me out to the school. You'd be poking and prodding at my sides, trying to get me to smile even though things have quite literally gone to hell in a handbasket. We could've cleared your name. Jason really did a number on your image, babe. But according to Lucas, when the upside down split Hawkins in half like a god damn kit kat, it also fully consumed and ripped that pompous asshole in half, soooo... I know it's shitty...but yay? one less arrogant dick wandering the streets. That was really fucked up, my bad. I know if you were here, you'd be looking at me with those big stupid doe eyes, your mouth just barely open, trying to justify or maybe understand how I could say something so incredibly terrible and then shrug it off like it was nothing.

You know, I'm really mad at you. You didn't have to be the hero. We were so close. So so close to being out of there. I've been replaying that moment in my head. Watching you cut that sheet over and over and over again, watching you run like hell back into that hellscape. It was supposed to be your year, 86' baby. Your stupid heart of gold, paying the ultimate price, sacrificing yourself for a stupid town of judgmental assholes who hated you. You could've run, I wish you would've, but I know that is just me being painfully selfish.

I understand. I may not agree, but I know you did what was best. You were protecting Dustin and Steve and Robs and Nance...and me. I love you. I don't know if you heard me say it in those last moments, but I do. Edward Munson, I'm not sure what I'm going to do without you. You were my rock, the crazy spastic man who kept me on my toes, reminded me of my worth and made me feel loved and important every day. I don't know where I go from here. I'll check on Wayne, though; the thought of... I was going to say the thought of going by the trailer makes me ill, but I don't think there's much of it left. I think the "earthquake" consumed most of it, which means I really don't know how much of you is left for me and Wayne here. And we are at hour 23 for tears today. That is a new record, Munson. Thank you very much. Um, but I'll check on Wayne; maybe we can cry about life together. I know this is silly; I'm writing letters, yes, letters, plural, to a man who will never get to read them, but it's almost like you're still here, if only for a minute or two. Let me pretend.

all my love you, y/n

p.s. I'll look after your sheep; I haven't talked to Gareth, but Jeff came to check on me yesterday morning. He said Corroded Coffin was meeting in your honor, asked if I wanted to stop by. I think they've assumed the worst, but little do they know just how bad it really is. I think I'll go; I might bring Dustin, might drag Wayne out. Who knows? I'll keep you posted, I guess. I love you.

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bookgeekgrrl · 10 months

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My media this week (9-15 Jul 2023)

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📚 STUFF I READ 📚

🥰 The Man Behind the Curtain (seitentaisei) - 71K, SuperBat getting together fic - "A character study of Bruce Wayne, the Batman, as told by Clark Kent as he sorts through the stories, the acting, and the news to find the real man behind the masks. What exactly can Clark do if he maybe finds himself falling in love along the way?"

😍 Casual Encounters (MoreThanSlightly (cadignan)) - 66K, modern no-powers shrinkyclinks - always forget just how incredible this fic is! the pining and angst are truly exquisite while we know they're being two dumbasses standing in a pine forest. plus the descriptions of steve's painting are incredible.

😊 Dear Enemy (GingerTodgers) - 69K, drarry - breezy & lighthearted epistolary fic, some voices maybe a trifle OOC but entertaining

💖💖 +147K of shorter fic so shout out to these I really loved 💖💖

king (nerd) steve harrington (sky_of_starflowers) - Stranger Things: steddie, 3K - steve accidentally reveals his nerdy side and eddie *really* likes it

Dustin Henderson and the Lovebirds (pukner) - Stranger Things: steddie, 9K - "five times Dustin Henderson was subjected to Eddie Munson being gross and sappy and in love with Steve Harrington, and one time Steve didn't even have to be there" - short but absolutely hilarious with excellent podfic (I read the fic and then listened to the podfic the next day, so great both times!)

“Never So Young As That”: 20 Years of the Boy with a Bat (greatunironic) - Stranger Things: steddie, 6K - lovely new vingette in this universe

Patterns of Intention (drunktuesdays) - TW: sterek, 17K - canon-divergent post s3?, stiles and derek decide to take lessons from deaton and then feelings [technically a reread but it's been at least 5 years]

serpentine serenade (thiccbuckybarnes) - MCU: stucky, 3K - antastic & filthy pwp with naga!steve and modern (but still former WS) bucky [reread]

Beyond the Yellow Book Road (crinklefries) - MCU: shrunkyclunks, 30K - wonderful and tender shrunkyclunks where steve discovers 1 thing from his past that's still around -- a beloved bookstore now run by bucky [reread]

📺 STUFF I WATCHED 📺

D20: A Crown of Candy - "Keep Sharp" (s5, e3)

D20: Adventuring Party - s1, e1

D20: Adventuring Party - s1, e2

D20: Adventuring Party - s1, e3

D20: Dungeons and Drag Queens - "The Time Has Come" (s18, e3)

D20: Adventuring Party - "The Dice Tell The Story" (s13, e3)

D20: A Crown of Candy - "The Grand Tournament" (s5, e4)

🎧 PODCASTS 🎧

Hit Parade Plus - The Bridge: So Excited and Breaking Out

Rivals: Music's Greatest Feuds - Suspicious Minds: Elvis Presley vs. Jerry Lee Lewis

50 Years of Hip-Hop - Hip-Hop's Origins

⭐ 50 Years of Hip-Hop - Scratching and the Art of DJing

50 MPH - 4 MPH / Paramount Hits the Brakes

The Soundtrack Show - Great Melodies Tell Great Stories

50 Years of Hip-Hop - 1975: "Let's Take It to the Stage" by Funkadelic

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Gunnar Schonbeck Exhibit

Rachel Maddow Presents: Déjà News - Episode 4: “It’s a Very Short Path”

The Sporkful - 2 Chefs And A Lie: Name That Mustard Edition

50 MPH - 5 MPH / New Life at a New Fox

50 Years of Hip-Hop - 1977: Grand Wizzard Theodore and the Invention of Scratching

50 Years of Hip-Hop - 1979: "Rapper's Delight" by Sugarhill Gang

50 Years of Hip-Hop - 1980: "The Breaks" by Kurtis Blow

Into It - Everything You’ve Ever Wanted To Know About Sex Onscreen

⭐ Shedunnit - Editing Agatha Christie

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - A Friendly Town With An Ax To Grind

Stuff The British Stole - The Unfinished Prince

Switched on Pop - Speak Now (about Taylor's versions)

Vibe Check - Life Has Been Lifing Lately

ICYMI Plus - Has Black Twitter Found A New Home?

⭐ Ologies with Alie Ward - Curiology (EMOJI) Part 2 with Various Emoji Experts

Simply Reflecting - You Mean I Have To Advocate For Myself?

Decoder Ring Plus - The Great Parmesan Cheese Debate

Our Opinions Are Correct - The State of the Galaxy

⭐ The Atlas Obscura Podcast - The Complaint Tablet of Ea-Nasir

99% Invisible #544 - Chick Tracts

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Man’s Best (Stiff) Friends

⭐ 50 Years of Hip-Hop - 1983: The Wu-Tang Clan and Asian Influences in Hip-Hop

⭐ 50 Years of Hip-Hop - 1985: "I Can't Live Without My Radio" by LL Cool J

What Next: TBD Plus - Will UPS Workers Join "Hot Strike Summer?"

Re: Dracula - Bonus 5: Producing The Wright Way

Into It - What Happens When All of Hollywood’s on Strike?

Dear Prudence Plus - My Friends Got Me a Terrible Birthday Gift. Help!

Strong Songs - "Everybody Wants to Rule the World" by Tears For Fears

Off Menu - Ep 196: Toheeb Jimoh

ICYMI Plus - Did Fancams Determine This Year’s Emmy Nominations?

⭐ Hot and Bothered - Live from Pemberley: Fire Island (with Joel Kim Booster)

🎶 MUSIC 🎶

Under The Covers Vol. 1 [Matthew Sweet & Susanna Hoffs] {2006}

Under The Covers Vol. 2 [Matthew Sweet & Susanna Hoffs] {2009}

Under The Covers Vol. 3 [Matthew Sweet & Susanna Hoffs] {2013}

AC/DC Radio • 2000s

Electronic Radio • 1970s

The Pointer Sisters Radio • Popular

The Age of Pleasure [Janelle Monáe] {2023}

The English Beat Radio • Familiar

"I Love A Rainy Night" [Eddie Rabbitt] Radio • Popular

Classic Sunny Afternoon

Classic Easy Rock

Lord of The Lost Radio • Familiar

#sunday reading recap #bookgeekgrrl's reading habits #bookgeekgrrl's soundtracks #fanfic ftw #fully fallen into the d20 rabbit hole #dungeons and drag queens #dimension 20 #even if you are so-so on actual play shows you should watch dungeons and drag queens #great entry into the game‚ incredible performances and storytelling‚ fucking hilarious‚ absolute chaos #hot and bothered podcast #the atlas obscura podcast #ologies with alie ward podcast #hit parade plus podcast #shedunnit podcast #50 years of hip-hop podcast #vibe check podcast #99% invisible podcast #50 mph podcast #rachel maddow presents: déjà news podcast #the sporkful podcast #switched on pop podcast #decoder ring plus podcast #strong songs podcast #off menu podcast #rivals: music's greatest feuds podcast #into it podcast #the soundtrack show podcast #stuff the british stole podcast #fan artists are a *gift*

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