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Eddie holds him even closer and rakes his fingers through the back of Steve’s hair.

Steve curls in his hold and reaches out to him through his emotions. Shaky sighs and unsure touches. Fingertips barely grazing the backs of intertwined hands underneath the single wool blanket. Eddie whispers against his ear and keeps scratching his nails over Steve’s scalp.

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thoughts and prayers for steve

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vintage magazines 🔥

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🌿🌿

One order of Flowkelp, coming up!!

“Mine?” Eddie repeated, punctuating the word by biting at Steve’s throat and lapping up the blood once again; distantly, he realized there must be something in Eddie’s saliva closing up the wound. How else would the burn of puncture keep coming back?

“Yeah Eddie. All yours.” He breathed out quietly, eyes fluttering shut just slowly enough to see a flash of red flare across Eddie’s cheeks as he sat up.

“…Promise?” Steve nodded back, thumbs caressing his hips, “Won’t be gone again?”

Make Me Write!

The Monster Fucker Series

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🍰This one looks so cute!

*g*

Steve continued to snicker as he led the way through the house to the bathroom. He took a moment to nudge Eddie towards the toilet seat before moving to the sink to rummage in the cupboard. "Sit backwards," Steve called, head in the cupboard as he looked for the clippers. "Yeah, yeah, I know the drill."

See this link, pick an emoji and then send me an ask to make me write!!

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🎂Cake time \0/

I need to put in some cake time!

He can't just up and leave just because his body has decided to be a little asshole again.

By the time his shift is almost over, though, the twangs have grown into full-blown cramps, and his underwear is wet with slick. He knows he'll be screaming for an alpha's cock before the night is over at this rate, so he picks up the phone and calls the omega aid facility.

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Congratulations @sidekick-hero for hitting 3,333 followers! ✨

I love your challenge idea. Here's a short meet cute, hope you'll like it!

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On the house

r: G | wc: 333 | prompt: dog, coffee | modern, meet cute, service dog, Disabled Steve, Coffee Barista Eddie

"Do you have any kind of paperwork to prove it?"

Of course Steve doesn't. Service dogs don't have papers. He should have just go to his usual place. The coffee is bad, but at least, nobody is treating him and Bean like they have lice. Or rabies. 

"Ma'am, service dogs don't have papers," Steve says quietly. People are staring - great, perfect, wonderful. "Bean is well trained. You won't even notice us."

When the kranky manager starts to yell at him, Steve feels his mind shutting down. He sees lips moving, he registers some sounds, but there's nothing inside him to connect those informations together. That's when he knows it's time to leave. But as he's turning heels with a gentle tug on Bean's leash, he walks right into a guy, almost losing his balance. 

Steve mumbles an apology, but warms hands are closing firmly on his shoulders, preventing him from run away. 

"Shit, are you alright man?" says a gentle voice that somehow hijack the loud rambling of the angry woman. "Jesus H Christ, Caroline, will you shut up already? If I can't yell on customers, you can't either!"

In a confuse state, Steve lets himself being manhandled to a table. A large coffee appears out of nowhere with a cinnamon roll that looks indecently good. With a loud sigh, Steve's savior lets himself fall in another chair: he's slender, wobbly, like articulations are just a concept he never bothered taking interest into. Long dark hair flowing all over the place, huge brown eyes, and when he rubs the bridge of his nose in annoyance, Steve also notices nail polish - cute.

"I'm so freaking sorry for my asshole of a boss," the guy grumbles, visibly mortified. "Don't worry, she can't fire me, I'm the only one who barely tolerate her. It's on the house for you today, man."

Steve mumbles a thank you, feeling suddenly way more embarassed that before. Why do cute guys always spawn around him when he's at his worst?

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Give me awkward first times.

Give me tripping on your own jeans as you're trying to get them off, give me a bad underwear day, give me the rush in which nothing is perfect. Bump your head on the wall, scream a bit to high, moan obscenely instead of sexy. That one who got too much rings and takes forever to get them off. That one who doesn't want to let the lights on. Small dicks. Dicks too nervous to function. Maybe nobody comes - and that's okay. Maybe someone barges in and ruin the fun, maybe one of them is suddenly too stressed out to go further.

Make it messy, because it's also beautiful this way.

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Give me weird period typical Steddie. I wanna see these two wrestling on the lawn of Eddie and Wayne’s trailer. Wet Willies and titty twisters and spitting contests. I wanna see these two catch bugs and shove them down each other’s shirts. Give me Steve shaking up Eddie’s coke and Eddie getting on Steve’s nerves with literally any kind of gag item. Give that man a kazoo and let him go. I wanna see them make dick balloons out of those plastic balloon straws.

Let them be boysssss I beg. These two are 19-20 years old, let them be immature lmao

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My own name!

I finally got the *yes* to officially change my name. I've been dragging my deadname behind me for years now, it's been a real pain in the ass in every kind of way (except the good one 😉).

Now all I have to do is go to the town hall with a photo and voilà, finally an ID with my own name on it.

Next step is gonna be the tribunal to change the sex mention. But with the name changed, my chances are way, way bigger!

I'll be forever grateful for all the people that helped me with the paperwork because it was not easy, especially after a first refusal.

I'm finally (almost) free \0/

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One of my favorite AU, the story is out of this world, the art is amazing too ✨😍

@sparklyslug and I commissioned the incredible @mardyart to draw a pivotal scene from our fic, Three Weddings and a Funeral, a part in our currently sprawling universe Let us Dwell in Fair Ithilien and There Make a Garden. For those who have read, you might recognize this as a scene from the third chapter, post [redacted] funeral, where Steve and Eddie have a conversation in the Byers-Hopper kitchen about what is deserved.

Thank you so much for this beautiful art, Mardy. We’re so unbelievably thrilled with the finished product, and we couldn’t be happier. You’re the best!

Referenced fic excerpt under the cut, for context!

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by fey_lix

The Matchmaker doesn’t make mistakes. Your Designated Soulmate is the only One that matters. There is no one else for you. Don’t be late.

Words: 508, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson

Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Dystopia, Soulmates, Science Fiction, Star-crossed, Light Angst, Happy Ending, Established Relationship, Microfic, Mild Blood, Running Away

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My answers bellow about ST Fandom! ✨

1. Open-minded, collaborative, supportive

2. Past Stommy: I was just in denial.

3. Nancy: I never really liked her until reading this fic (Why Eddie and Nancy are no longer allowed to play Fuck/Marry/Kill). That's how I started to see her in another light, and now I really enjoy reading/writing her.

4. I think Hellcheer has a very wholesome vibe ☺️

5. Eddie being a mess. It's one of my favorite things: the more of a mess he is, the more I love him.

6. Steddie in domestic bliss, wrapped in blanket on the couch, or camping in the wild... ☕🍪

7. I'm a huge fan of reading AU with very specific settings (a whole fantasy world, a 18th gothic horror saga, everybody is now working for a fire department... ). Some of my favorite tropes to read are came back wrong, ennemies to lovers, angst with happy ending, and the transmasc!Eddie headcanon.

8. I hope more people would come to appreciate some unconventional tropes that challenge masculinity : small dicks, trans men being tops, tops being submissive, bottoms being dominant, guys on the aro-ace spectrum...

9. I'm actually a quiet supporter of Eddancy 🫣 it's very unlike me to support straight pairing, but now is the time to be loud and proud

10. @strangerthingswritersguild of course! Being able to talk freely about a mutual passion, exchanging writing tips, participating in events... That's part of what keeps you going.

11. I'm gonna pick a short fic that hasn't received lots of attention and that I really love: Only in my head, my head. It's a meta fic with lots of hommage to fanfics that inspired me to get back on writing. The concept has a backroom/SCP vibe, with a Steddie ship that may not end well. I'm quite proud of it, and I like that it can also be a list of fic recommendations!

12. @anniebass 's ACT AU and @ataliagold Firecrew's AU are two of the first fanfics that made me say "that's it, i'm going in there, those people are fucking geniuses, i want in".

13. Fic swap ! I love writing for someone, I love writing with a precise canvas or with imposed tags / ship... And I love to do something in a style that is close to what someone like.

14. ✨S T E D D I E ✨

15. I think I'm gonna go for Robin. It's actually hard to decide between Robin and Steve. Why not Eddie? You've read my blog, you know why. I have a problem with my feelings for him, okay?

16. The cars. Look, I hate to be this guy, but cars say so much about the characters in the show. The Beemer, Eddie's van, Bill's car... They're reflect of their social status, daily habits, personalities.

17. Don't y'a, big boy?

18. #transmascEddie 🏳️‍⚧️🥰

19. Stranger Things. I had a 'Munson Obsession' relapse and my only sane way back home was through Fandom Territory.

20. Shaman King ! When I was 14 I wrote like... A thousand pages of SK fanfic, the whole thing was very poorly posted on a Skyblog whose colors were on the eye-burning level.

21. Six of Crows 🐦‍⬛ I discovered with the serie, I read the books, it's a huge inspiration for one of my not-fanfic work.

22. I've met them all in the same time when I joined the STWG ❤️

23. I don't have a specific mutual to tag, but I keep seeing things about The Archivist and I really want to know more.

24. Fandom got me back on writing when I was going through a dry spell. I felt supported, and kind of... useful ? Not that my writing is useful to any body, but the sensation of being part of something is a great morale boost.

25. You will be unhinhed: it's okay. You will talk too much, mess with some rules, worried that nobody likes you: it's okay. Remember all the things you were obsessed about last year and are now forgotten. Remember that all those people on the other side of your phone are just humans living their life. Remember that popularity is something that never happens on purpose, and that it's always flickering. Don't chase it.

✨ love your fandom ask game ✨ 

Saw the opposite of this floating around and thought the reverse might be fun.

list 3 positive things about your current fandom(s)

a headcanon you weren't sure about at first but have come to like!

a character that fandom has helped you appreciate

say something nice about a ship you don't ship (it can be another ship in your fandom, a mutual's OTP, etc)

something you see in fics a lot and love

something you see in art a lot and love

your favorite tropes to read/write/draw

you hope more people will come to appreciate ___ (a ship, a trope, an episode, etc)

a ship that isn't your OTP but that you enjoy

a blog (mutual or one you follow) that has made your fandom experience brighter

if you're a writer or artist, what fic or piece of art are you proud of making?

compliment someone else in your fandom

your favorite type of fandom event (gift exchange, ship week, secret santa, prompt meme, etc)

the ship that always makes you smile

the character that always makes you smile

a tiny detail in canon that you want more people to appreciate

the thing in canon that everyone loves and that you also love

a fandom tag that you track

your current fandom(s)

your very first fandom!

a fandom you're not active in anymore but that you still really like

the fandom friend you've known the longest

the fandom you're curious about because of a mutual

how has fandom positively impacted your life?

a piece of advice for taking care of yourself in fandom spaces

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Tales of Eddierotica Chapter 3: Steddie, you're not gonna believe this!

Eddie writes the world's worst erotica about characters who are just poorly disguised versions of himself and Steve. One day, Steve finds out exactly what's been going on inside the mind of his roommate all these years.

Rated E | 7.7k words | Ao3 link Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | [Chapter 3] | Chapter 4

Overall tags: crack treated seriously/porn with a plot, modern/no-UD AU, friends to lovers, bisexual Eddie AND Steve, steddie as roommates, switch Eddie/Steve, vers Steve/Eddie, Eddie has a crush on Steve (and is horny about it), writer Eddie, the prose is so purple it has passed out from a lack of oxygen, friend fiction/erotica, so many bad puns and word play

Chapter-specific tags: butt plugs, alien abduction, medical kink, public sex, ass play, cock cages, dildos, wet & messy, prostate milking, prostate massage, sounding (sort of), exhibitionism, and Steve referring to himself as Daddy

Got this out just in time to coincide with @stmonstercalendar's alien monster of the month creature feature

Find the full chapter on Ao3 to read it in all of its comic sans glory, but enjoy a snippet below the cut (as well as tags). Pink is Eddie's writing.

"Now, open wide, here comes the UFO!” With that warning, Stuart’s butt was invaded by the alien’s lit up fingers. “Before we try the machine, I am going to stimulate your organ with just my hand. Thank goodness this lubricant is glowing so I can see where I’m going!” The alien whose hair was a darker shade than chestnut but not so dark as to be called black said cheerfully. True to the alien’s word, the red-green lube did relax Stuart’s butt muscles, letting him take several fingers almost immediately. This, of course, meant that he could skip the more traditional one, two, thenthree that all humans needed to do every time they had butt sex. “What a weird but powerfully erotic feeling to have someone else’s fingers in my butt!” Stuart yelped. It wasn’t anything like his own fingers at all, or the cucumber that almost broke off inside him in the shower a few months ago. (That was the last time he followed the advice in a magazine that catered to men of his persuasion. Which, okay, had told him to use a carrot. Actually it said to use something with a flared base and not any type of vegetable, but still!) Guess that explained why Eddie blushed every time Steve added cucumbers to the grocery list lately. What the fuck. He kind of wanted to drag his roommate down to the sex shop three blocks away from their apartment and rub his nose in the butt plugs like he was a misbehaving puppy or something.

Read the rest on Ao3!

Tagging folks who reblogged/commented on the first couple chapters, but feel free to tell me to buzz off. Final chapter will be up ideally sometime in August, going to rework the ending to be sillier and cohesive with the rest of the plot.

@hbyrde36 @pearynice @eriquin @queenie-ofthe-void @yesdangerpls

@fkinkindagauche @just-my-latest-hyperfixation @augustjustice @little-birch-boy

@wynnyfryd @runninriot @soaringornithopter @stellarspecter @monologichno

@turinspeachjam @devondespresso @little-annie @vthx @queenofshenanigans

@after-the-end-times @matchingbatbites @formosusiniquis @dame-zoom-a-latte

@griefabyss69 @dreamwatch @monologichno @after-the-end-times

Also thank you to @/strangergraphics-archive for the divider <3

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hot, silly, sexy, sweetness.

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Women scientists made up 25% of the Pluto fly-by New Horizon team. Make sure you share this, because erasing women’s achievements in science and history is a tradition. Happens every day.

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http://pluto.jhuapl.edu/News-Center/News-Article.php?page=20150712

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'Keep your light on'

written for @steddiemicrofic, prompt 'sign', wc: 507

R: T | Dystopic AU, soulmates, sci-fi, star-crossed lovers, light angst, happy ending | CW: mention of blood

Ao3 link

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**CONGRATS ON YOUR MATCH**

*You've finally been paired. Here's the profile of your Designated Soulmate, and the location of your first meeting. Don't be late!*

Eddie is late. He was supposed to be on his date one hour ago. Instead, he's turning off the engine of his bike in front of the Harrington's residence, in a quiet pampered neighborhood

He glances at the security cameras on the fence, but he's not worried. Steve knows how to avoid them, he proved it everytime he snuck out without getting caught.

Eddie's chip keeps vibrating. They don't have much time: ghosting your Designated Soulmate is an offense, if you don't show up, you're quickly found and arrested.

But Steve's window is still dark, so Eddie waits.

They fought about it all the time. Eddie wanted to cross the border and settle, anywhere - Steve wanted to wait for them to be paired together. Eddie knew it was never gonna happened. And as predicted, he got paired with another lowclass worker, and Steve with some rich chick.

"I'll come get you," Eddie had promised. "When it happens, I'll be there, waiting for you. Keep your light on so I know you're coming."

Steve got angry. Called him dramatic. "What if I don't want to leave everything behind?" he asked. Eddie sighed, "Then I'll leave you behind with the rest of this bullshit."

It's been an hour and the light of Steve's windows is still off. Eddie's bag is heavy on his shoulders, the cold of the night slithers its way under his jacket - he can't wait anymore. He's not gonna let the Matchmaker decide who he can love. He gives a decisive kick to the bike, and the engine roars.

He says a silent and bitter goodbye to the boy who won't fight for what they have.

He's ready to drive away when a light blinks in Steve's window. Frozen, Eddie looks up - here he is. Eyes red and wet, one hand pressed against the window, the other one flickering the switch so Eddie couldn't miss the blinking light that says "wait for me".

A few minutes later, Steve climbs up the portal and lands softly in front of Eddie. He hooks his thumbs in the straps of his backpack.

"You were really gonna leave?" Steve asks with a sheepish smile.

"You were really gonna let me?" Eddie retorts.

Steve steps closer, but doesn't reach to grab Eddie's jacket, doesn't throw his arms around Eddie's neck, doesn't kiss him with this urgency usually vibrating between them. Instead, he rolls up his sleeve. Eddie hears the distinctive switch of a blade. Before he can stop Steve, his boy is already diving two fingers into the deep cut on his wrist, sliding out the chip.

Eddie stares at this small shackle they all wear in their flesh as it's tossed to the ground. Steve licks the blood out of his wound and steps on the chip, burning the last bridge between himself and the Matchmaker.

Without a word, he hands the knife to Eddie.