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i like the thought that when people love prism steve it makes them act in ways they wouldn't usually act, or like they cant control themselves around him. billy eddie and robbin act kinda crazy or different when it comes to steve. does that make sense ? sorry if it doesn't.

No, that makes complete sense! It's definitely how Steve thinks of himself, too. Everything in Prism is distorted, like each character sees themselves in a broken mirror, but especially Steve. 💜💜💜

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not intending to pressure you into finishing prism at all, but more out of a love of knowing what other fic writer’s processes are like — but when do you estimate prism will be completed? and how long have you been working on it? has it ever felt too big for you, like it was never ending and hard to get through, or have you been inspired to work on it the whole time? sorry for so many questions! i just love finding out how creative people work.

That's always fine to ask, I know we've taken a big break the last two months, it was really an amazingly busy time for us both!

Brooke and I began writing Prism over a year ago together and we waited a while before posting because we wanted to be completely sure that what we were creating together was possible, the size and scope of it. We are still 100% as confident, if not more so. Prism never feels too big, it's always been this vast, incredibly complex and rich project we came together to craft, but it never feels overwhelming or difficult to us. We have the MOST fun writing it together and we talk about it constantly. We are always inspired, always excited, always developing idea islands as we draw closer to them. Prism is the thing we won't ever rush or let pressure affect the passion of. We always know concretely where it's going, we can work on it together or separately but it's never a question of "where does this go now?" or "how do we lead up to this?" because we've had it loosely mapped out from the start. What's interesting is that the more we enjoy writing it, which is an upward scale, the more fleshed out certain elements become. We support and encourage each other constantly and nurture all ideas as they develop.

We cannot wait to share this chapter tomorrow!!

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nsfw, actor eddie, hair and makeup artist steve, sub top

The downside of Eddie having a bunch of tattoos is that he has to sit in the makeup trailer longer than anyone else getting them covered, along with his character’s makeup. 

The plus side is he gets more time with Steve. 

They have this game. It started on Eddie’s first day. He was all wired up with nerves because it’s his first time in a lead role on a big production like this.

Every nightmare scenario of how he could screw up was running through his mind. He couldn’t sit still enough for Steve to give him the wavy hair and facial scars that his character has. 

Eddie kept apologizing and Steve was great about it. He asked Eddie about the heart on his arm with “Wayne” across the ribbon and distracted Eddie from over-practicing his lines, busy telling Steve all about his uncle who raised him and where they’re from. 

Eddie killed it on set that day, and pretty much every day since then. He loves acting, he loves fully immersing himself in the story he’s telling. This role is the biggest of his career so far, but it’s not even about that, he loves the character he’s playing, he meshes well with the director and has chemistry with his co-stars.

But Steve is his favorite part of this whole deal.

Eddie ran out of tattoos for their little game of telling Steve the story behind a different one every day. They never ran out of things to talk about though.

But Steve takes his job seriously and he’s good at it. He explained once why he likes doing this. It’s an art, getting the right look for the right character, or the right person, connecting with and taking care of whoever’s in his chair.

He explained it all while he was running his fingers through Eddie’s hair in those perfectly practiced strokes. Steve’s very good at his job, that’s why it feels so nice when he touches Eddie, even if it’s just work, because Steve cares about this. That’s why it’s easy for Eddie to be lulled into bliss when Steve’s fingers are so gentle on his scalp.

And, okay Eddie’s not made of stone, and he has eyes so he has a thing for Steve. A crush, but there’s a line there. This is work. They’re co-workers, despite how many pretty smiles and lingering looks are exchanged. Eddie won’t cross that line.

Until he does. 

It’s an accident. He never would have done it on purpose. 

Steve’s fingers are just so talented. Eddie’s eyes are closed, he was having another fit of nerves earlier so Steve took extra time with his hair. It put Eddie in a space so relaxed that he feels like he’s floating when Steve’s hand twists in his hair with the perfect amount of tension. It feels so intentional. The moan just slips out.

Eddie apologizes like crazy afterward, he feels terrible. Steve is a picture of professionalism, he’s charming and fun but he runs the makeup trailer like it's the navy and he takes his shit seriously and Eddie crossed a line. 

But Steve just shushes him, guides him to sit back in the chair and says it’s alright. 

Eddie blinks in disbelief but Steve just looks at him. 

It’s a look. 

A look that Eddie can’t stop thinking about for the rest of production.

It’s a look he sees again on his last day on set.

Eddie already shook everyone’s hands and said his goodbyes. He's just stopping by his trailer one last time to make sure the assistants got all his stuff cleared out. 

When he opens the door, his stomach flips, finding Steve waiting inside for him.

“You wrapped filming today,” Steve says in place of a greeting. But his smile and the way his arm is languidly stretched over the back of the couch is inviting. 

Something tells Eddie to lock the door before he goes over to sit next to Steve.

His gaze is even more intense up close. Eddie feels Steve’s eyes on him everywhere, like he’s just eating Eddie up. 

“Yeah, I did,” Eddie says, a tad nervous.

He doesn't want to make a move he can’t take back in case he’s wrong about why Steve’s in his trailer looking at him like that. He doesn’t want to be one of those douchebag movie stars that assumes everyone wants him and he has a free pass to hit on the crew. He’s sure Steve’s had enough of that bullshit.

“We don’t work together anymore,” Steve simply states.

“I know, it sucks,” Eddie laughs a bit sad because he really is, “Sorry if it’s weird to say, but I’m gonna miss you.”

Steve’s eyes shift between Eddie’s and then down to his lips, making his heart stutter in his chest.

“No it’s a good thing,” Steve says and Eddie’s brows knit in confusion. “It means I can do this finally.”

Eddie thinks he’s watching his daydreams play out the way Steve starts leaning in. 

It’s only real when Steve’s lips press softly to his.

Just once, so light, long enough for Eddie to catch on that it’s happening, then Steve pulls back before Eddie can reciprocate.

Steve chuckles faintly at the dramatic frown Eddie’s pulling. 

Then Steve’s hand cups Eddie’s cheek, his thumb stroking Eddie’s face as he tells him, “We can stop there and keep it professional and say our goodbyes. Or I can climb on your lap and give you something to remember me by.”

Eddie gulps. Steve’s offer and his silky voice and his perfect touch that Eddie’s already so addicted to is such a heady mix, making it hard to form words. “Yes, climb me— I mean, option B.”

“Yeah, honey, you want that?” God, Eddie always blushed hot when Steve called him that casually in the makeup trailer, now he’s melting hearing Steve say it like this. “Well, go on and take your pants off for me.”

It happens in a syrupy warm blur. Eddie sheds his jeans and underwear like he’s told and he’s rewarded with a gorgeously naked Steve Harrington in his lap. He’s allowed to touch, only after Steve has threaded his fingers through Eddie’s hair more reverently than any time before, like something precious in his hands, and kisses Eddie deep and hard. 

Then Eddie gets to nuzzle the chest hair that’s been driving him crazy peeking out of Steve’s shirt every time he leaned over. Eddie gets to touch Steve’s soft strong thighs, feeling the smatter of hair leading up to his ass that’s been driving Eddie even more insane trying not to stare at. Then he slips his fingers in and moans into Steve’s mouth when he feels the hard bulb of a plug nestled inside Steve.

Steve pulls back from the kiss, smiling and smearing his thumb over the spit on Eddie’s lips. “Yeah, I’m so ready for you, Eddie, baby, you have no idea.”

Eddie’s practically drooling watching Steve take out the plug and get a bottle of lube from between the cushions and a condom, oiling up his hand. When his fist wraps around Eddie’s cock, Eddie helplessly bucks into it, but Steve’s solid thighs pin him down. That makes his mind lust-foggy and his eyes flutter up at Steve, who bites his lip watching Eddie as he lines up to his hole.

“Mm... you know how bad I wanted you?” Steve sounds relieved as he sinks down on Eddie’s cock. “You know how bad I wanted to climb on your lap when you were sitting in my chair. You know how starry-eyed you get when you’re drifting? Just from me touching your hair, so fucking cute.”

Eddie’s just a mess of moans, Steve is so hot and tight around him. It’s too much with all the sweet praise to really comprehend that Steve knew all those times he was getting spacy.

“It’s so easy to put you down.” Steve’s breath comes harder, not letting Eddie move as he starts to roll his hips. “Such an actor, high strung all the time but that’s okay. It’s your passion. That’s sexy. Been dying to hold you down and ride you until you can’t think about anything but me, though.”

Eddie gasps out a groan when Steve tugs sharply on his hair, being right about everything that Eddie’s into so far. It’s no secret that Eddie’s intense, just a different kind of intensity in the bedroom than with his craft. 

Steve seems to get it, seems to know that Eddie needs everything hard and relentless with the way he’s bouncing on Eddie’s dick. He can feel the strength in Steve’s hips, dying to feel them fucking into him too, mouth watering at the sight of his thick cock jumping with all the movement.

“You’d let me tie you down and use you, hm?” Steve asks, drawing Eddie by the hair into a biting kiss that just barely grazes the surface of what Eddie would let Steve do to him. “I know. I’d fuck you up so good if we had time, baby.”

“Steve, holy shit,” Eddie practically sobs, fingers digging into Steve’s ass.

“You close, honey?” 

“Fuck, yeah.” 

Steve suddenly cups his face, just a tad rough and Eddie thought— hoped for one hot moment— that Steve was going to slap him. Just the thought is enough to make him do what he's supposed to, “Can I?” 

“Mh-hm just keep looking at me,” Steve strokes Eddie’s face as he circles his hips and takes Eddie deep. “Wanna see those pretty eyes when you come inside me.”

Eddie does as he’s told, his gaze falling half-shut as he lets go, spilling into the condom like he’s pumping Steve full.

It’s the hottest thing that’s ever happened to him, followed by the second hottest thing when Steve kisses his slack mouth as his warm heavy spurts of come land on Eddie’s belly.

While Eddie’s coming down, he lets Steve shift him onto the couch. He gets some tissues and then pulls Eddie to lie on his chest because of course he would, he’s Steve.

“Was that enough to remember me by when you get all big and famous?” Steve asks after a while, trailing his knuckles down Eddie’s bare arm.

Eddie looks up, seeing the first glimpse of hesitance in all of Steve’s practiced smoothness.

So Eddie leans in and assures him between pecks on his lips that slowly turn to smiles pressing together. “Nope, think we gotta do it again. And again. And again.” 

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I might spontaneously combust!!!!!!

I'm doing a brush up read of chapter 15 of Prism because I am GNAWING at the bars of my enclosure for April 19th. No rush of course, I know how quickly life can become insane! I had a thought though. With how chapter 15 ends, and how you've teased the next, is the Big Bad Event™️ going to happen soon? On a scale of 1-10, 10 being the highest, what level of emotional devastation should we attempt to prepare ourselves for? Will I sob like I did to That Chapter of Touched?😂 Also, did Eddie know Steve would follow him to the club? He seemed surprised but he prides himself on being a good liar too. I can't wait for the drama to unfold!!

Oh my god ✨️THE EVENT ™️✨️!!! So, not wanting to spoil or prepare anyone in any way at all, but the event coming towards the end of part two is something Brooke and I have been crafting for a long time now. If we look at past chapters for a scale of pain, we have CH1 Bathroom Scene as a 10, the Bad Night In The Trailer CH12 at a solid 9.

The Event is definitely a 20.

It'll be thoroughly warned but yeah.

Thanks so much! 💜💜💜

#prism crumbs are sustaining me #the event!!!! ahhhhhhhh!! #waiting for az and thorny to wreck me!

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Even the crumbs are delicious!!

I am SALIVATING for the Prism update on 19th! Spare us a morsel of a preview? A hint? Anything 😭

We so appreciate everyone being patient!💕

A few out of context hints for this upcoming chapter:

"In French, 'lighthouse' is phare"

The "Eye" of the nightclub

Tentacles

Belladonna

Five of seven

Halloween plans

Boxes

Letters

#prism #the appetizers are tasty!

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Me, at this news!

Does prism still update this week?

YES! On Friday. We've actually had to split take chapter, but it's still like 35k. Very excited to post! 💜💕✨️

#prism has me in a chokehold #prism updates!! hooray!! #prism fic #prism

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Sending so much love your way! ❤️❤️❤️

Today has been devastating for me...My late mother's house, along with most of her things, were destroyed in a fire. This has left me overwhelmed, heartbroken, & unsure of how to move forward. I really don't know what to do anymore or how much more I can handle.

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hey boss i can't come in today it's a sunny day and there's a lovely breeze coming in through my window, yeah it's rustling the branches of the tree outside that's finally bloomed so it's pretty serious

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Highly requested portrait of Eddie Munson🖤

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This fic has its claws in me!! So looking forward to the next chapter!! ❤️❤️❤️

Whatever you want it to be - ch 3 coming soon

My @subeddieweek fic

Re-read chapter 2 Start from chapter 1

“Stop it,” Steve breathes, but there’s no force behind it anymore. “We can’t-”  “Please,” Eddie says again. And fuck, Steve’s reaction to that? The way the black in his eyes all but swallows the hazel and gold? The way he growls softly? The way his nostrils flare and he sways closer into Eddie’s space? Maybe begging isn't such a bad thing after all. Maybe he should do it more often. “Steve, please. Need you.” 

#steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #steddie brainrot #steddie fanfic #steddie omegaverse #fanfiction #fanfic #fanfiction writer #omegaverse #a/b/o #omega eddie munson #alpha steve harrington #sub eddie week #whatever you want it to be #wordynerdygurl recommended

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Abso-tootly!

Reblog this if it’s okay to DM you and shoot the friendship shot.

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41st Miami Film Festival - Variety Virtuoso Award Presentation: Tom Hiddleston on April 09, 2024

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his cupids bow. yeah

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Obsessed with the idea of a Prism AU where Steve can get pregnant. How do you think Eddie would feel about their kids though? Would he see them as "real" the way he sees Steve since they're extensions of Steve or would he view them like he does everyone else?

god I am ALSO obsessed with the idea of a Prism au where Steve can get pregnant!!! I've already thought about Steve and Eddie's children and what their names would be. Like they'd have a daughter and they'd name her Persephone but Steve would always call her Penny as an affectionate nickname. Persephone Munson!! Perfection.

I honestly think Eddie would be insane over their children. It's the thing that would humanise him the most, but also bring out his most possessive over-protective and dangerous side. Like these children that came from Steve's body? That they made together? In his eyes they'd be perfect and if anyone was mean or god forbid touched them in any way, I think Eddie would literally kill them. Steve would have to move the family out to the middle of nowhere so that Eddie would stop going all feral wolf dad over the kids and snarling at anyone who came close to them.

I love the thought of Eddie kinda baby-trapping Steve too. Steve thinking he's on birth control but Eddie replaces them with placebos and Steve instantly gets pregnant. I know Eddie's crazy intense ass would do something like that.

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Just static fuzz in the brain after this.........

can we get a pov of what was going through eddie's mind, when steve arched his brow and said "there's a good boy" 😩🙈

#prism

Steve swallows.

Eddie watches the motion, the slick contraction. He wonders what that feels like, to be inside Steve Harrington for purposes of consumption. He thinks about that sometimes. If they were alone and trapped, what circumstances could ever combine to convince Steve to eat Eddie to survive? Silly shit, he should focus. There are people everywhere and he can't let anything slip. Not with the Chief in the room.

‘So good,' Steve says. 'Try it?’

Eddie opens his mouth and takes what Steve gives. Cake is overly sugary, it's sickly sweet and not what Eddie would usually like but he knows his boy adores cake so he affects bliss. ‘Oh my fucking god. OK, if you won’t dive in, I will!’ he declares, pulling Steve in to dance.

Steve likes that, he responds so well to silly. ‘How about we let others have a slice before you Scrooge McDuck yourself into it?’

Eddie drops his voice low, silky and soft. 'Yes, Mommy. Whatever you say.'

To know Steve Harrington... to really, truly know him is an experience unlike any other an watching the ripple effect of those words going through Steve is unparalleled. Exquisite and achingly sexy, Eddie wants to rope his wrists and make him come until it fucking hurts and Steve can only say his name, voice cracked and broken.

But to know Steve also means understanding that this beautiful, mercurial boy often surprises people, even himself.

Which is exactly what he does next when he leans in, nose to Eddie's own and whispers, ‘There’s a good boy.’

And Eddie's world is eclipsed by the slow blink his body pulls without permission, it goes dark and velvety where he's weak for it, weak for this game, for this creature only he could ever love the way he needs.

Only he could ever see and know.

Somewhere deep inside, in the knotted pitch black of locked doors and trees grown too close together... something snaps like a twig in the woods. Something small and inconsequential, but it breaks all the same. Eddie's control is not a singular thing, but rather comprised of thousands of experiences, strings and strings and sticks and snakes.

Something breaks.

A prelude.

Just a small one.

He smiles wide, closes his eyes and swallows much more than the last remnants of cake. He swallows and refuses himself the kiss they both want, he swallows the urge to fuck this boy through the floor, all the way down until they're in the molten beauty of the centre.

Eddie wants to play.

He wants.

It can wait.

But not for long.

#prism fic #prism has me in a chokehold