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gloomy-prince · 1 month
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Trans Eddie au pt 39! Of course, Stan knows everything. Well, almost everything.
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steddie-luvr · 10 months
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just thinking about how steve loves eating eddie’s pussy.
like most of the time, he doesn’t need to physically get off. just making eddie writhe and squirm and sob beneath him makes him happy.
he loves licking and kissing and slurping him, loves leaving finger-shaped bruises on his inner thighs and hips.
he loves hearing eddie’s whimpers and whines and groans and moans, loves hearing him cry out in absolute pleasure because of him.
he could eat him for hours if eddie would let him. loves when his pussy gets so wet and messy and sloppy with cum and spit and slick. he loves seeing his pussy get puffy and red from overuse.
eddie loves looking down between his thighs and seeing steve get lost in the pleasure of eating him. his eyes closed, mouth delving into the heat between his legs. he loves seeing how it physically affects him — face flushed, pupils blown wide, hard cock trapped in his pants.
yet, he never focuses on his own pleasure. it’s always about eddie and wanting to please him with his mouth, himself being a second thought.
most of the time, he grinds his hips into the mattress as he goes down on eddie, the mere thought and action of pleasing him and slurping him getting him off.
eddie winds his hands into steve’s hair, pushing his face even more into his pussy, — if that’s even possible — grinding his clit on the tip of steve’s nose. it’s always so good.
steve will moan and hum into his cunt, tongue laving up slick and spit and sweat and cum. he loves the taste of eddie, always has. loves making eye contact with eddie above him, loves seeing his face as he watches him eating him up like the last fucking supper.
if he could die between eddie’s legs, he would. he can’t find a better way to die. eddie’s addicting and he can concur that eddie feels the exact same way about him.
eddie loves when steve overstimulates him, makes him cum over and over and over. loves when his muscles are overused, skin sweat-slick, tear tracks on his face, thighs and legs shaking.
while steve just keeps going — eating. almost as if his mouth and face is sewn in between his legs.
after each time eddie cums, steve kisses all around his inner thighs and pubic bone, hands caressing him before making his way back to his priority.
after about the second or third time of steve eating him out for over an hour, eddie finally understood why all the girls of Hawkins were so head over heels for this man — why and how his reputation came to be.
it’s beautiful, really. both of them wanting the other to feel loved and cared for, wanting the other to feel euphoric.
Tags: @astrayeddie @eiddets @ineffableoutpost @stupid4steddie @steddie-steddie @steddiestains @munsonsleftnut
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tankycinna · 1 year
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I had to draw them or I was going to explode. This is @gloomy-prince's Trans Eddie AU...
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touretticeddiemunson · 3 months
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thinking some very trans eddie munson thoughts at this moment. if anyone…has any good fic recs…hmu… 🫶🏻
also trans steve. trans anything steddie related. please. i beg. do your magic steddie tumblr.
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mimixmunson · 1 month
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Ftm/trans masc Eddie would get his top surgery scars tatrooed to look like barbed wire.
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I really love @gloomy-prince​ ‘s trans Eddie comic so so so so fucking much. ITS SOOOO SOO well crafted and wholesome and always makes me smile or like gasp in some way everytime it updates
SOOOO I drew a lil fanart of the AU with Richie being silly right after the haircut because FUCK I love to imagine how supportive and cute all the losers would be with eddie, esp richie.... MY HEARTTTTTT !!!
ALT TEXT: a drawing of trans eddie with his hair short, having just been cut by richie. richie is behind him holding two strands of cut hair above his lip as if it is a mustache. he is smiling wide and saying “HOI. OIM MISTAH EDWARD K!!” while eddie rolls his eyes playfully and tries not to smile. 
also. READ MORE FOR A BONUS COMIC BUT BE WARNED MY COMIC SKILLS ARE LACKING 
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stan has to do it all himself in the end, as was richie’s intention XDDD
ALT TEXT: a 6 panel comic. In the first panel, richie and eddie are laying in the hammock, with eddie reading a comic book and richie just relaxing. In the second panel, there are “huffs” and “hrks” that are heard by richie. He looks over. In the third panel, stan is carrying a big box that says “bird books” and also a grocery bag. He looks tired. He says, “can one of you lazy fucks help me?” In the fourth panel, richie smiles and looks at stan. He says “You heard em eds, use them big man musk-les!” Eddie glances up from his book. In the fifth panel, eddie angrily throws his comic book at richie and says, “JUST BECAUSE YOU FOUND OUT IM A DUDE DOES NOT GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO GIVE ME ALL THE WORK, ASSHOLE!”. Richie goes, “LMAOOO”. In the sixth and final panel, Stan is still carrying his stuff and he looks annoyed as all hell. He’s squinting angrily. Meanwhile, richie and eddie argue off screen through speech bubbles.  “well idk I think it does!” “it does NOT!” “I mean... look, you’re strong enough!” “It’s NOT ABOUT being STRONG!” 
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str4wb3rry-guy · 9 months
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i keep seeing all these soulmate aus where when you turn 18 your soulmates name appears somewhere on your body yada yada ...
however, i want to see one where their true name appears. like stevie harrington appears somewhere on eddie/robin (personally i think robin should always be the (platonic) soulmate), but steve hasnt realized hes trans yet or just hasnt come out. so eddie/robin is just rly confused.
OR ALTERNATIVELY
eddie munson appears on steve/chrissy (again, i lean towards chrissy being his platonic soulmate) when theyre kids, but eddie is still eden munson or something. so theyre just confused and assume its someone else that happens to have the same last name or something.
did any of that make sense? 😭 i just think it would be neat
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matchboxcards · 1 year
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Eddie & Richie from @gloomy-prince ’s Trans Eddie Comic!!
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hretoprvdthepltnx · 8 months
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would you please write a fic where a young Eddie Munson realizes he's trans ftm? I headcanon him as trans, and a good chunk of the trans Eddie fanfic is smut unfortunately
Boys Will Be Boys
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FtM!Eddie Munson
Summary: a short drabble featuring Eddie Munson's experience as a trans guy
Content: brief mentions of gender dysphoria, Uncle Wayne once again being an A++ parent, Eddie Munson is trans, brief discussion of sex related topics and masturbation,
Rating: 16+ for some sexual conversational themes || 3.1k+ w.
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Eddie was lucky. He had moved in with Uncle Wayne at a young age, in a place where no one knew him, with a strong support system that allowed him to be exactly who he was. Eddie Munson was and had always been a boy. So what if he didn't have a dick? Uncle Wayne didn't care, he had told Eddie on multiple occasions that getting worked up over the genitals people did or didn't have was weird. Especially if they were kids, like his nephew.
He told him it didn't matter if his body was different, because all bodies are different, and that was okay. Eddie moved to Hawkins as a boy and being there, that is all that he has ever been. Only he and Uncle Wayne knew what was different and his uncle warned him that it was important to keep it that way. "Not everyone is as understanding," Wayne had told him, "People are cruel, Eddie. You know that." And he did.
When he was still really young, Eddie didn't have to worry about much. His body matched the bodies of all the other boys, for the most part, and so he'd always felt safe and like he belonged. It was when puberty started that things got a bit more difficult. Uncle Wayne had been able to find him puberty blockers to help him out with a few problems early on and then had found a way to start him on testosterone later once Eddie started mentioning wanting to try to grow facial hair and deepen his voice like the other boys his age.
By tenth grade, the only way anyone would have been able to tell that Eddie was trans would have been to take him to bed, and it's not like there were many people lining up to have sex with the resident freak. Eddie didn't always mind that though, it kept things simple. No sex meant no one found out about his secret and so it was easier to keep it that way. It was safer.
However, it made being a teenager more difficult sometimes than it might have been if he didn't have to hide or if he had been born with a penis. It was hard to relate to some of his friends sometimes, the other boys, because his experiences weren't always the same. They would talk about things like masturbation or unfortunately timed boners, and he would have to pretend to know what they meant or find a way to avoid the conversation all together.
After a while, Eddie felt that he had gotten pretty good at bullshitting his friends when the time was right, but he was still cautious of slip ups. He was paranoid he would say something that would give him away, it was like being an undercover agent, although arguably more stressful and less cool. There were times that he wished he could be honest with his friends and open up to them about his own experiences as a teenager rather than attempting to mimick theirs.
It wouldn't be until his third attempt at a senior year - when Eddie met and became friends with Steve, Robin, and Nancy - that he would be comfortable enough in himself and those around him to be able to do just that. Having queer friends really helped him come to terms with the validity of his identity and eventually he would feel comfortable enough with himself to tell the other members of his party and band who he really was.
Spoiler alert - they didn't care.
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sillylittlemeowmeows · 6 months
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What do you mean my trans Eddie Au writing has been put on hold for another Reddie fic… that’s crazy… (I’ve been procrastinating)
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gloomy-prince · 2 months
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Trans Eddie au pt 38! Stan the man time ❤️
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reddieweek · 11 months
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transmunsons · 3 months
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By some miracle, Eddie graduates on time, moves to Indy, and gets occasional gigs at the dive down the street. The city is good for people like him—lets him blend in—and it’s a hell of a lot easier to get hormones here.
Sometimes the rest of the band joins him to rock out some sabbath, but today it’s just him and the vaguely familiar and very cute bartender who winces if the music gets too loud.
There’s no one else in the bar, but he’s scheduled for another hour and he’s never been one to turn down a captive audience. The bartender is trying to ignore him while he wipes down the countertop.
Eddie breaks out an acoustic cover of a Springsteen song and that finally gets the guy to look his way. He takes a few requests to kill the time. They’re both kinda stuck here, might as well enjoy it.
His name is Steve, and they actually went to the same school. Eddie recalls an incident or two, but, who cares, high school is so petty. They get on like a house fire and at the end of the night, Eddie leaves with a wink and a string of numbers on his hand.
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wheatnoodle · 10 months
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i love you, evangeline
og post | p1 | p2 | p3 | p4 | p5
~🌷🌻~
“so,” dustin says around a mouthful of french toast that has him spewing crumbs everywhere, “can i ask about…y’know…you becoming…you?”
“yeah, sure. ask away. we didn’t do secrets before this,” evie freezes briefly as she grabs a napkin to give him. her face cringes slightly. “sorry about that, by the way.”
dustin flaps the napkin to wave her worry off. “dude, you could literally get killed if you tell the wrong person.”
“way to remind us,” robin rolls her eyes over her coffee mug.
“anyways!” evie cuts in with a clap of her hands. “your questions?”
“oh! right. i wrote them down,” dustin says and pulls out his phone to open his notes.
“he wrote them down,” robin repeats sarcastically under her breath, earning a snort from evie and a glare from dustin that has her raising her hands in surrender.
dustin takes a sip of his orange juice and clears his throat. “okay. did you know before you left hawkins? how did you figure it out?”
“yeah, i knew before i left. i think right around when the whole…vecna thing happened was when i really understood what was up,” evie nods thoughtfully, “like, i always felt…different? or just lost, i guess. and then with starting to find words to put to my feelings, like transgender and dysphoria, it started to feel like maybe i wasn’t so weird. robin and i went shopping and tried on like skirts and stuff and that was wild. and then i started thinking about all the girls i had dated and what that meant, and honestly, i think i wanted to be them rather than be with them.”
“so if you didn’t want to be with them, are you gay? or…i guess straight? like you like dudes?” dustin asks, his brows drawn as he listens.
“y’know, i haven’t really thought too much about it but…yeah,” she shrugs. “i guess i’d say i’m straight since i like men.”
“cool,” he nods with a smile. “damn, so even as a girl, you and robin still won’t date.”
“oh dude, i was struggling helping her out with everything after her boob job. i swear, i was no better than a man,” robin says across the table.
“she wore an ace bandage as a blind fold,” evie laughs, tossing her head back. dustin giggles as he watches robin pick up the newspaper to smack evie with, her cheeks bright red.
“is it only robin and now me who knows?” he continues along with his questioning.
“you two and my dad’s secretary since he didn’t feel like answering the phone. she congratulated me, by the way,” evie smirks at the end. just picturing her dad’s face if he were to hear the news. the rage, the steam coming from his ears. screams that could be heard blocks away as he throws another lamp. and his loyal secretary of 8 years has already congratulated his daughter and told her how happy she is for her. robin high fives her every time she gets to mention it.
“damn! i cant imagine how much that took for you to cal him. nice work,” dustin smiles proudly. “would you ever want to tell more people from hawkins?”
she’s silent for a minute. it’s something she didn’t think she’d ever consider doing. and yet, she can’t outright say no.
“i think so. someday. i hope.”
“i could…ease them into the idea so it’s less of a shock? just like…gauge where everyone’s head is at in regards to transgender individuals, give you two updates, see where to go from there?” dustin suggests with a shrug. robin’s brows raise under bangs. now that’s an idea she hasn’t had yet.
“that sounds…good,” evie nods confidently after a second, a new smile blooming on her face. robin cheers from her seat and throws her arms in the air. “just be subtle! don’t walk in all ‘hey guys, how do you feel about hypermasculine jocks from small towns turning into women who wanna be barbie?’.”
“oh no, you stole my plan word for word,” dustin rolls his eyes. “no shit i’ll be subtle. it’s a shame a side effect of estrogen isn’t intelligence.”
“don’t forget i’m hosting you,” evie warns with a pointed finger.
“yes, mom,” he sighs heavily, “okay, you can stop me if this is too far. you said you got your boobs done, did you get…like…the surgery? like the surgery?”
“not too far, honestly. yeah, i got it about…a year ago, actually! ahh happy birthday to me!” evie claps excitedly.
“does it work?”
“DUSTIN!”
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“i just don’t get why he hasn’t said anything. he said he would update us what she’s like, i mean c’mon, he’s the first one invited over! the first one allowed over! he promised to text when he got there, what if something happened? did everyone die? him and robin are silent! nobody answers their texts!”
“eddie! will you please just stop? dustin is fine and i am sure he isn’t wooing your fairy princess, love of your life, big stupid crush, ms evangeline,” gareth groans. he’s laying upside down on the couch in his and eddie’s apartment, curls dangling to the ground. it’s been forever of listening to eddie gush about robin’s roommate and now it’s just even worse with dustin staying with them. the least eddie could do is stop pacing in front of him, he’s making him motion sick watching his legs go back and forth.
finally, eddie flips down next to him with a heavy sigh. he takes a long swig of his beer, effectively draining half of it down his throat, before just staring at the ceiling.
“i’m sorry, i’m sorry. you’re right. everything’s fine. plus, it’d be pretty fucked of him to go flirt with her when i called dibs.”
“you can’t dibs a woman-“
“yeah, yeah, shut up.” eddie lightly kicks at gareth’s shoulder. he sighs again, his finger fiddling with the wrapper on his beer bottle. “…do you think he’s mentioned me?”
“that’s it, i need a knife.”
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atimeofyourlife · 4 months
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We've met before, it's different now
written for @steddieholidaydrabbles prompt: modern au | rated: t | wc: 995 | cw: mentions/ fear of transphobia | tags: modern au, tinder au, trans steve harrington, transfem steve harrington, trans eddie munson, transmasc eddie munson, pre steddie, first date, t4t steddie Steph is back in Hawkins for the first time since coming out as trans. Robin convinces her to get back on tinder, where she finds Eddie. He's familiar for some reason, but she can't place why
Steph couldn't place how she felt as she laid on Robin's bedroom floor. It was her first time back in Hawkins since coming out. Since her parents had kicked her out, saying that they would never see her as their daughter, she would have to accept her place as their son, the sole Harrington heir. She'd left with Robin for Chicago, where she could reinvent herself. Become the woman she knew she was. But they were back in Hawkins for Christmas, and Joyce and Hopper's wedding, which was happening early in the new year.
Really, she didn't know how to be Steph in Hawkins. Anyone who was unaware of her transition didn't seem to recognize her, even people she'd been friends with in a different time. She'd been right behind Nicole, a girl she'd once dated, in the grocery store. And Nicole turned and looked her straight in the eye and asked if she was new in town. Mark Lewinsky approached her in the parking lot and offered to take her on a date. And every time someone looked at her, she wanted to make herself smaller. To hide away and put on a mask the way she had in order to survive high school.
Now, she was unsure if she wanted to do anything with her time, or to just hide in Robin's room when she wasn't needed elsewhere.
"Come on. I've updated your Tinder profile with new pics and everything. Even if we just sit here and swipe through everyone. But you never know, you might get something out of it." Robin said, dropping onto the floor next to Steph. 
"Fine." Steph rolled her eyes and held her hand out for her phone. She flicked through the photos Robin had chosen. A lot of her favorites, including a thirst trap from the boudoir photo session Robin had gifted her for her birthday, nothing too risque, everything was covered in a bodysuit, but it was a photo that made her feel confident and sexy every time she looked at it. "Okay, lets do it."
The first few were various guys she knew from school, a couple of girls mixed in too. She swiped left on all of them, not that interested. The first one that made her stop wasn't one she was interested in dating. But she was shocked to see Carol Perkins pop up with her interests set to men and women.
"There is no way Carol fucking Perkins is interested in girls." Robin said from where she was looking over Steph's shoulder as she flicked through the photos.
"Tommy's in most of the pictures. I bet they're looking for a third." Steph said, swiping left. "But they know that no self-respecting woman would get into that mess if they knew Tommy was involved, so Carol it is."
"You told me that you had a threesome with them?" Robin asked.
"Yeah, but that was before I knew I was a woman, and at the time I had very little self-respect." Steph replied, and continued swiping.
Robin had got bored of watching Steph swiping through Tinder, so had moved back to her bed to text Vickie. Steph stayed on Tinder, yet to swipe right on anyone, but then one guy caught her eye. A guy with long curly hair, named Eddie. He seemed vaguely familiar, but she couldn't place him. His bio said that he was in a band and played dnd. There was something about him that made her swipe right. She didn't think anything would come from it, and tried not to think on it.
A few hours later, she checked her phone to see a notification from Tinder of there being a match, and Eddie had sent her a message.
Hi. I don't really know what I'm doing with this. I'm back in town for the holidays, and my friends said I should make a profile to try and meet someone. But you are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on.
Steph giggled and blushed at the message. It took her a while to figure out how to respond.
I'm back in town for the holidays as well. My best friend updated my profile for me and said I should start looking even if I swiped left on everyone. You seem pretty cute, and I would love to hear more about this band you play in?
Steph felt that she and Eddie really hit it off, messaging each other for a while everyday. They talked about almost everything, and were even planning a date at Benny's. But Steph couldn't help feeling nervous. What if Eddie couldn't accept her being trans? What if everything went wrong and she got hurt, or outed, or worse?
She decided on a basic outfit, a comfy sweater over jeans. Feeling that anything fancier would make her overdressed for a date at a diner.  She still felt nervous, but she was sharing her location with Robin so someone would know if anything went sour.
On the date with Eddie, everything felt so real. Time seemed to fly by, and they were talking for hours. She found out that he was also living in Chicago, so they could continue to see each other.
"I graduated from Hawkins High three years ago. I hated everyday that I was stuck there " Eddie said.
"You graduated a year after me, but your profile said you're a year older than me?" Steph asked, frowning. She still couldn't place him.
"I uh. I got held back a couple times. Shit happened. It was a hard time for me."
"I feel like I should know you, but I don't remember you from school."
"The thing is, I've not always been Eddie." He said, looking nervous. "I had a different name, and I looked a lot different too."
It took a moment for Steph to realize what he was implying. "That's okay. I get it, because I've not always been Steph."
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gloomysoup · 4 months
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i found a thing that i wrote months ago and forgot about so have a treat i guess :)
cw: domestic violence
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Steve isn't exactly sure how it started. It could have been the dishes, or the laundry, or the host of other things Eddie has been avoiding that Steve has had to do himself. It wouldn't normally be a problem, but Steve was tired. He was stressed. He had been working long hours and the weight of his pregnancy had been dragging him down the last few weeks. So no, Steve isn't exactly sure what happened, how it started. All he knows is that they're arguing.
Eddie’s yelling. Steve’s voice cracks and breaks with every attempt to fight back. It's loud. It's heated. They're standing on the edge of a cliff, and someone is going to make the jump. Someone is going to tumble over the edge, and there's no coming back once they do. Steve knows that. He's seen the cliff his entire life. His parents were always standing at the edge. They willingly took the jump many times before. Steve’s life had always been situated right there on the cliff side, waiting for it to crumble out from under his feet. He thought he'd escaped when he found Eddie. He thought for sure that Eddie was safe. That he would build Steve a home far away from the cliff, on solid land. That Steve would never have to face the water again. And yet here they are.
They've been arguing for a while, voices raised and venom spat back and forth. They're aiming to hurt each other. Steve hates it, but he refuses to back down. The words are spilling from his mouth before he can even think about stopping them. It doesn't matter. Eddie shoots back just the same. They're dangling over the edge now. Steve knows it's only a matter of time before one of them snaps.
It's Eddie.
One second, Eddie is saying something about Steve’s family, his childhood. It settles in Steve’s brain as his husband thinking he won't be a good parent to their unborn child. He’s going to fuck it all up just like his parents did. So he shoots back just as harshly. Maybe more.
The words had barely left his mouth before Eddie’s palm was colliding with his cheek. A sharp smack echoed through the room as they both fell silent. Eddie looked completely shocked, like he hadn't expected to do that. Like he didn't know he ever would. Steve should have known. He should have known nothing would ever be different. He was destined to fall into the same patterns as his parents.
Steve swallowed hard and nodded his head. “Okay,” he whispered before turning his back and walking away. He shut himself in the bathroom, locking the door behind him. His reflection in the mirror was almost a spitting image of his mother. His face was flushed, eyes red with the effort of holding back his tears. Eddie’s hand was imprinted on his cheek in a bright red mark. His hands were shaking. The room was closing in on him and he couldn't breathe. He couldn't stay here right now. He needed to get out.
There was a soft knock on the door.
“Steve? Baby? I'm sorry. I- I don't know what got into me. I didn't mean to- I never wanted to hurt you, honey, please. Please open the door. I'm so sorry.”
Steve didn't answer. He couldn't. His ears were ringing. It sounded like the same empty apologies his father always gave every time he laid his hands on Steve’s mother. Deep down, part of Steve knew Eddie was nothing like his father. This was not the same thing. Eddie was different.
But there was a mark on his cheek and the sting of his hand lingering there.
He loved Eddie, and he wanted to believe him, but he had a baby to think about. This small being was still inside him, vulnerable to the outside world. He couldn't take that risk. He wouldn't. He needed to get out.
He opened the door and slipped past Eddie, who had tears running down his bright red cheeks. They were flushed from anger. Not from pain like Steve’s.
He reached for Steve. “Baby-”
“Don't,” Steve whispered, shaking his head and holding up his hand to stop Eddie from touching him.
“Baby, please. I'm so sorry. I- I never wanted to hurt you, I swear. I don't know why I did that. I'm sorry. Please.”
Steve shook his head and made his way down the hall to their bedroom. He grabbed a duffel bag from the closet and started filling it with clothes. Eddie followed him in, but kept some distance.
“Where are you going?” Eddie's voice shook, breaking as he watched Steve pack his things.
“I can't be here right now.” He shoved another handful of clothes haphazardly into the bag. “I'm sorry, Eddie. I need to be somewhere else.”
“Stevie, please don't do this. I'm sorry. I am so fucking sorry. I swear I'm never going to do anything like that ever again. Please.”
Steve shook his head and zipped up the bag. “I want to believe you.”
“But you don't?”
“I can't. With the baby-” He looked up at Eddie, the tears finally rolling down his cheeks. “I just need some space.”
Eddie stepped forward, reaching his hands out. Steve took a step back, and Eddie froze. His arms dropped to his side. He took a shuddering breath.
“I'm sorry,” Steve whispered before leaving the bedroom. Eddie followed him to the door, standing in the middle of the living room.
“Are you coming back?”
“I don't know.”
“Do I get to know anything?”
“I think it's best if you don't.”
“This is what you need?”
Steve sighed and shook his head. “I can't be here right now, Eddie. I love you, but I won't feel safe if I stay. My mom always stayed.”
Eddie swallowed around the lump in his throat. He nodded slowly. “Okay. I understand. Just- please just let me know you're safe, wherever you go. I need to know you're safe, Steve.”
Steve nodded, his hand on the doorknob. “I will. I promise.”
“I love you. Please don't forget that. I love you so much, and I'm so fucking sorry for what I did.”
“I know. I'm sorry too.”
He left. The door closed with a soft click behind him. He choked down a sob as he made his way down the path to the driveway. He got in his car, throwing the duffle in the passenger seat and starting the engine. He could barely see through the tears as he backed out of the driveway and took off down the road. He broke into painful sobs as he turned the corner, and their house disappeared.
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it could be something. idk. is this something? i wrote it on a whim forever ago. it could be omegaverse, it could be trans steve, who knows 🤷‍♀️ i never thought that far ahead tbh. again, it was a whim. if it's something, maybe i'll continue it who knows. anyway, happy tuesday/wednesday guys :D
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