Big City Lovers

For the 'Spring' prompt from the @steddieholidaydrabbles pop up event

'Spring forward' Because I'm a sucker for a sudden dramatic kiss

body positivity has largely failed because people started arguing for attractiveness and romantic prospects instead of respect and dignity

this is truly the best summary of what all of this SHOULD be about

a "midwife" you say... tch. such a foolish word. a wife could never be mid. all women are epic

“oh one time my—” (abruptly stops myself from saying the words “tumblr mutual” in public) “overseas colleague”

oh god I got a picture of the moon you tumblr bitches are gonna LOVE

LOOK AT HER!!!! CRESCENT MOON DURING A BEAUTIFUL SUNSET!!!! SHE’S BISEXUAL!!!!!!

The Bisexual and Transgender pride flags colour picked from literally the most beautiful image of the moon ever

pierced

for @steddiemicrofic march prompt ‘pin’

388 words | rated t | cw: not the safest piercing strategy | tags: pre-relationship, getting together

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“Eds?”

“Hm?”

“You wanna go to bed? Guest room is made up,” Steve offered.

Eddie’s head turned towards him and something shiny caught his eye.

“Woah. What’s that?” Steve asked before Eddie could answer him. “Did you get a new earring?”

“Huh?” Eddie’s eyes opened slowly. “Oh. I lost my earring in the pool earlier and wanted to make sure I had something in there.”

Steve scooted in closer until he was almost on top of Eddie. “You used a safety pin? Is that even safe?”

“It’s not not safe,” Eddie squirmed nervously. “I made sure to sterilize it first.”

“Does it hurt?” Steve felt stupid for asking. Of course it didn’t hurt. He’d already had it pierced for two weeks.

“Nah,” Eddie answered anyways. Steve kinda loved that he never made him feel dumb for asking stupid questions. Steve kinda loved him.

“Could I have one?” Steve asked, eyes darting between the safety pin in his ear and his widening eyes.

“You want a safety pin in your ear?”

“Yeah. Do you need me to get one?”

Eddie searched his face as his fingers reached up to play with the safety pin in his ear. “No, I have another one in my vest I can clean. Just to be clear, you want me to pierce your ear?”

Steve nodded.

“Are you high? Drunk? Suffering from a head injury? Emotionally compromised?”

Steve giggled. “No. I just think it looks cool.”

“It looks cool.”

“Uh-huh.”

Eddie stared back at him for a moment before finding a safety pin on his vest that he could live without. He got up and walked down the hall, probably to use the alcohol in the first aid kit.

When he came back, he immediately straddled Steve’s lap and tilted his head to the side.

Steve gulped.

“You’re really sure?”

“Positive.”

Eddie lined up the needle and told Steve to take a breath.

The safety pin was in his ear and Eddie was on his lap.

He had Eddie in his lap.

“Thanks, Eds.”

“Anytime.”

Maybe now wasn’t the time to make his move, but the way he stared up at Eddie had to have given him away.

Eddie ran his finger along the edge of his ear before leaning in to press a kiss to the top of his ear.

“Looks good, Stevie.”

Look what I found

I’m a firm platonic stonathan believer (and romantic but that’s not what this post is about).

And I love Steve and Jonathan being really friendly albeit awkward with each other.

But you know what I absolutely LOVE?

Stonathan who can’t STAND each other.

But would also go to fucking war for each other.

Some asshole is being a prick to Jonathan in school? The dudes suddenly thrown off of every sports team he’s on and the principal is fully aware of every time he cheated on a test. Steve just so happens to be at the high school that day to pick up the kids.

There’s some dickwad giving Steve a hard time at work every day? The guys windshield is busted in and car’s been keyed. Jonathan was totally just stopping by Family Video for a movie at the same time.

It’s just so funny to me. The idea of them both putting on this kind of mask around the whole group where everyone thinks they’re at least friendly with each other— the awkwardness is a given, honestly.

But then when it’s just them— getting high together or smth idk— they trade insults that would have anyone else in a ball crying.

And then them both slowly coming out of their shells around the whole group.

And the first time it happens Steve had called Jonathan a home wrecker and in turn Jonathan called Steve a whore.

Everyone was flipping shit trying to make them both apologize to each other before another fight broke out. But Jonathan and Steve sat and laughed at them.

Nobody ever gets used to their bitter teasing towards each other (nobody’s ever heard Jonathan use such foul language) but they learn to accept that that’s just how they are with each other.

This is kinda like a begrudging sibling-bonded stonathan.

This is also how I imagine madwheeler being btw. But I’ll make them their own post eventually.

Steve Harrington was a dragon.

Once upon a time, he would kidnap a princess, imprison her in his tower, guard the said tower, and await his doom delivered by a knight in shining armor.

But this wasn't that kind of fairy tale. No, in this story, Steve and the princess were friends. Her lover was a fae who was his platonic soulmate, and the knight in shining armor was his brother in arms.

Still, no one, even Steve himself, foreseen it when a handsome mercenary arrived at his tower and stole his heart.

Steve never felt so adored in his long and boring life, but Edwyn "Eddie" Munson managed to do the impossible.

The man was good with his words, even better with his fingers when he scratched the itchy spots beneath Steve's scales and drew runes of protection and love on Steve's human body.

Eddie was also an attentive lover who brought Steve sparkly gifts every time he visited the tower.

In turn, Steve let the mercenary ride on his back in their adventures, let the man guide him to wherever he was pleased, and let himself be consumed in the amorous looks Eddie would give him when the man thought he didn't notice.

Robin, Nancy, and Jonathan had been suspicious at first about Eddie's true motive. They worried that the mercenary would betray Steve because, despite his peaceful nature, Steve was the most powerful of his kind. And frankly, many had hunted him throughout his life given that even a piece of his scales cost a fortune in black markets.

Their concern was warranted, Steve supposed, but he trusted Eddie to not do him harm. Yet, sometimes, when Steve couldn't sleep at night, he would think about the worst and decide that if Eddie asked, he would give the man everything.

After all, Eddie already had his heart.

In the end, Eddie only asked of him a vial of his blood to cure Wayne's illness.

The day the truth came out was when Eddie approached him and stated that his uncle couldn't wait any longer.

Steve could see the desperation and hope in those chocolate eyes that he so loved, and knew for certain that Eddie wouldn't fight him but would be on his knees and beg until he agreed to help.

Before things could go any worse, Steve decided to take the matter into his own hands. Literally.

"So you had approached me because of my blood," Steve smiled wryly at the sting of the betrayal as he let Eddie dress the gash on his forearm. They both knew the cut would heal in a few minutes, but Steve didn't turn down Eddie's help. Couldn't.

"You should know that I didn't only have your blood in mind," Eddie fastened the bandage's knot securely.

"What? Are you asking for my organs next?" Steve huffed out a bitter laugh. "I heard they're quite useful ingredients for rituals and potions."

"No," Eddie met his eyes calmly and guided Steve's hand to rest on his chest. "Please listen to the song of my heart and do know that it is never a lie when I say this: I've been wanting all of you for myself since I first laid eyes on you."

Steve blinked rapidly in bewilderment and awe. Every dragon had an innate talent, and Steve's was the ability to see only the truth.

Thus, when Eddie opened himself up so freely like that, Steve could also see the man's deepest desire. And what he saw made him blush terribly. This man was truly hopeless.

"You never do anything in half, do you?" Steve snorted.

"Once Uncle Wayne gets better, I will return to the tower and never leave your side again," Eddie held his hand tightly as if fearing he would take it back and peppered feathery kisses on his knuckles.

Those words sung true to Steve's heart. Yet, he also sensed the wordless yearning from his lover. There was only one way, wasn't it?

"I'll go with you, then. I think it's time for you to introduce me to your family."

"Are you sure?"

Looking at Eddie's hopeful eyes, Steve leaned in to kiss the love of his life soundly.

"As sure as gold."

They both chuckled fondly at the memory together. After all, the first thing Eddie had given him upon their meeting was a sparkling bar of gold.

Thinking of Eddie Munson at the sidewalk with a megaphone doing the ‘polite catcalling’ thing with his hellfire boys. And firefighter Steve Harrington on the other side of the road responding to a fender bender. And Eddie’s like, ‘none of these thoughts are in the Bible, Jeffrey help me.’

How wonderful life is, now you're in the world 🥰🥰

Either Steve doesn't like the photo or the term 🤔

But Eddie definitely likes to annoy him by wearing clothes like that :D

Tune

wc: 388 | cw: N/A | gen rating | for @steddiemicrofic | Prompt: "pin"

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“Not too rough, baby,” Eddie whispers as he watches over Steve’s shoulder. 

Steve’s fingers are careful as he unwinds the string from the pegs on Eddie’s acoustic. His hands are shaking a little from the tension, fingers feeling too bulky for such a delicate task. Or maybe he’s scared of hurting one of Eddie’s prized possessions with his inept hands.

Eddie had already cut all the strings, prepping everything for Steve to assemble under Eddie’s watch. When Steve agreed to guitar lessons, he hadn’t exactly pictured starting with tuning the guitar and maintenance. 

“Now pop out the pins,” Eddie says, handing Steve the pliers. 

Steve balances the guitar on his lap, trapping Eddie further as the neck hangs over Eddie’s thighs. He’s sitting against Steve’s back, thighs bracketing Steve’s and arms looped around to guide. “Like this?” he asks as he carefully pulls the pin out of the lineup. 

“Beautiful,” Eddie whispers, breath hot against Steve’s neck. It sends a shiver down Steve’s spine, his hands shaking even more. 

Steve hands Eddie the pin, then plucks out the next ones.

Eddie holds them with his right hand, his left settled on Steve’s hip, thumb brushing against the skin where the hem of Steve’s cropped tee falls. “So beautiful,” Eddie whispers again, softer and precious. “You’re treating her so well.” 

“She’s important to you,” Steve says, only feeling a little silly addressing the guitar as a being. “Probably the most important thing you own since you lost your Warlock.” 

“Own, sure,” Eddie mumbles. “But she’s not the most important thing to me.” 

Steve inserts the new strings into the bridge and pins them down, one by one. 

“Perfect,” Eddie whispers, “you’re doing perfect.” 

“If Robin hears you, she’s going to accuse you of inflating my ego,” Steve says, smiling as the heat blooms on his cheeks. 

Eddie laughs softly, the vibrations rumbling through both their chests. “Can’t help myself around you. Everything you do is perfect.” 

“We’ll see about that,” Steve says as he starts to wind the first string around the tuning post. 

“Easy,” Eddie says, peering over his shoulder to watch as he begins to turn the knob tighter and tighter. “We don’t want it to sna–” 

The string pops in half, making both of them jump. 

“Snap,” Eddie finishes with a giggle.

“Thought everything was perfect?” 

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Thanks @lady-lostmind for beta reading!! Ao3 Link

STWG Daily Drabble prompt: air mattress

642 words • pre-relationship steddie • gen

Steve can’t believe he’s ended up here.

He stares up into the near-black darkness shrouding the room and tries not to think about the shoulder pressed against his own.

It’s just Eddie, he tells himself. Just a guy, who’s my kinda-friend.

Kinda-friend is the best way he can describe what this is, this slightly tense relationship between them and the fact they’ve only been pushed closer by Dustin and the kids and everything that happened in the Upside Down.

It’s Steve’s fault things are tense. Dustin rolls his eyes and tells him to get over his childish high school rivalry, but that isn’t it. That isn’t it at all.

Did I Tell You This Already? - a little Steddie drabble

Steve works out he’s in a time loop because Eddie’s listening to a Judas Priest song on his walkman while they’re waiting to take down Vecna. Eddie turns to Steve - it’s just the two of them sitting on the floor of max’s trailer - and Eddie begins to gush about how much he loves it. The first loop, a very stressed, mildly perplexed Steve doesn’t think before he flippantly interrupts Eddie.

“yeah yeah, i know. you told me before,” Steve snips, and Eddie’s face just falls. His brows crease a little in confusion at first, but he shakes it off, hits Steve with a quiet: “Oh. Uh, sorry. I didn’t- sorry.”

Something clenches in Steve’s chest at the softness in Eddie’s words, at the resignation in it. Eddie withdraws for the rest of that loop, pointedly ignores him as much as Steve tries to catch his attention. Steve’s wracked by the memory of Eddie’s dark, round eyes darting downwards, away, and refusing to meet Steve’s own again until the moment he calls out ‘hey, Steve?’ and does exactly what he promised he wouldn’t.

Steve slowly accepts that he’s doomed to repeat that same day, but he makes absolutely sure not to interrupt Eddie again. Steve falls in love with the quirk of his lips and the wild gestures of his hands. He falls in love a little bit too with a band he’s never really even listened to, simply because Eddie loves them. Steve vows to himself that no matter how many times he hears Eddie’s over-excited commentary, no matter how many times he has to return to Dustin clutching Eddie’s lifeless body, he will never ruin that one last perfect moment where Eddie opens up to him. Because one day, after this nightmare is over, Steve hopes he might just get to hear Eddie gush about more than just that one song.

inspired by this post that i saw on @beetlesandstarss's insta and haven't been able to stop thinking about:

a fic inspired by this, because i could not stop thinking about it.

“What’s your name?” The girl who’s name Eddie absolutely did not catch, yelled, while holding her microphone out to him. 

“I’m, Eddie.” He yelled back at her, not quite sure if their yelling was necessary in their quiet corner of the room, but totally loving the chaos anyway. 

“Are you single Eddie?”

“I am indeed.” 

“Would you like to change that?” 

That question was not hard to answer at all. 

“Absolutely.”