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It’s posting time!!! I had the pleasure of drawing for @lilacliam hope you like this vampire Eddie

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#blessed boop day to all who celebrate

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Reblog if your blog is boopable-safe so you can get all the (probably new) achievements. I don’t care about notes I just want boops

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they are back

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you BOOP miette? you BOOP her tumblr like the football? oh! oh! jail for mother! jail for mother for One Thousand Years!!!!

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staff handing us a clicker toy every so often like we're belligerent toddlers in the backseat who need to be distracted before we cause an accident (we are)

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I just want to boop and be booped in return <3

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Me to everyone this Boopoween

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so called "free thinkers" when tumblr adds the boop feature back

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Where The Wild Things Are | Explicit | 18k

Author: @entanglednow

Artist & Beta Reader: @pink-luna-moth

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Pairings: Steve/Eddie

Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Dustin Henderson, Max Mayfield, Lucas Sinclair

Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Monster Hunters, Action/Adventure, Canon-Typical Violence, Trans Eddie Munson, Injuries, Angst, Angst With A Happy Ending,  Hurt/Comfort, Protective Steve Harrington, Wound Tending, Bathing/Washing, First Kiss, First Time, Sexual Content, Intercrural Sex, Getting Together, Happy Ending

Trigger Warnings: None

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Steve Harrington has been hunting monsters across four states for almost ten years now, and he hopes he's earned enough of a reputation to be taken seriously. Eddie Munson has been a constant pain in his ass, and that's only got worse now he's flying solo while his Uncle Wayne recovers from an injury. Steve thinks Eddie is a reckless disaster who doesn't take hunting seriously enough. Eddie thinks Steve's just a rich boy playing hunter—it turns out they've both been wrong about a lot of things.

If they can survive long enough to work it out, their team up might be something really special.

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the mission  |  explicit  |  45k

Author: eiddets

Artist: @pink-luna-moth

Beta Reader: @tinytalkingtina

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Pairings: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove, Carol Perkins, Tom Holloway, Henry Creel, Robin Buckley, The Party

Tags: Alternate Universe - Spies & Secret Agents, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Enemies to Lovers, Sugar Daddy/Sugar Baby, Undercover Missions, Mafia AU

Trigger Warnings: Mild Gore, Non-Consensual Drug Use

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Eddie Munson and Steve Harrington, tasked with infiltrating a notorious mafia under a Sugar Daddy/Sugar Baby dynamic, think it's a simple mission. They despise each other; having been enemies since their academy days. But, at the end of the day, the mission is more important than their mutual hatred. They must navigate through it, alongside unwanted feelings that begin to emerge.

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chapter 2 of my fic for the @steddiebang2024 has been posted!

a pretense of the heart chapter 2

rated E | chapter 2 of 5 | an enemies-to-lovers omegaverse regency au with beautiful art by @lulalulens, betaed by @pink-luna-moth.

go compliment lu's newest artwork for the fic here!

excerpt from chapter 2 — the allemande:

The moment before the dance begins seems to stretch, slowing time like molasses as Steve positions himself between Lady Kali Prassad and Mr. Fred Benson, forced to face Eddie across the line. The hairs on the back of his neck stand up in response to some current of air that passes over his skin, and Steve fights a shiver, tearing his eyes away from his partner to check the top of the set.

Even when Eddie stands still, something about him draws Steve’s attention. Restraining himself from moving only makes Eddie’s restlessness more obvious. The unnatural rigidity of his stance almost hurts to look at. Steve’s own body responds with an excess of awareness, tuning in and picking up on Eddie’s signals sympathetically, instinctually. Eddie simply exudes energy, and Steve is helpless but to respond in kind.

When the first bars fill the room, they both step forward to meet in the middle. Eddie’s hand is warm on his waist even through the layers of his shift, stays, and dress. That same tingling excitement builds under his sternum. Steve forces himself to focus his gaze on Eddie’s cravat, as is proper, and lets Eddie guide him around the dance floor.

His feet know the steps, and Eddie proves to be a passably competent dancer, though his nerves come across clearly in the strength of his grip around Steve’s fingers. When Steve flicks his eyes up, he finds Eddie’s gaze set upon his face. Something like wonder blooms when Steve makes eye contact, and they almost fumble.

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it's time! my piece for the @steddiebang2024 is finally here!

a pretense of the heart

rated E | chapter 1 of 5 | an enemies-to-lovers omegaverse regency au with beautiful art by @lulalulens, betaed by @pink-luna-moth.

summary: The society season in Hawkins lasts only a few months, but its ramifications can last a lifetime. And for omega Steven Harrington, this season will be the most unforgettable of his life. Between a string of high-profile deaths and multiple tense encounters with infuriating alpha Edward Munson, he almost wishes to skip the season entirely. If only that were an option.

excerpt from chapter 1 — the minuet:

“Oh, Mr. Munson, have you met the Honorable Mr. Steven Harrington?”

Those deep brown eyes swing his way—the same as they were that day across the street—and Steve sees the moment Munson recognizes him, sees the quirk of his eyebrow and the slight upturn of his lips before he bows, more dramatic than proper. The edge of playful acknowledgment brings a hot flush of something like exhilaration to Steve’s face. “I had not, but I thank you for the introduction, Miss Cunningham. Edward Munson, at your service. It is a pleasure to meet you.”

“Likewise,” Steve mutters without thinking. He watches Mr. Munson’s eyebrows slowly climb his forehead at the awkward silence that settles between them. What in the world is Steve supposed to talk about with him—cricket? Embroidery? Horses, perhaps?

Bless Miss Cunningham. She steps forward to ask Miss Perkins about her dress, and Steve gratefully seizes upon the distraction, only allowing a quick glance at Mr. Munson out of the corner of his eye. With the attention seemingly diverted from him, Mr. Munson takes up far less space. He stares out over the crowd, eyes roving from face to face with something almost careful in his gaze, and Steve notices the way he sways on his feet, his hands shoved into the pockets of his trousers, rumpling the line of them.

Well, Steve finally found him after spending so long thinking about him. He might as well make an effort, he decides, tilting his head just so and softening his jaw before he speaks. “Have you tried the punch tonight, Mr. Munson?” Steve ventures.

Mr. Munson whips his head back around to face Steve at the question, startled, but he relaxes again immediately. “Nope,” he says. His mouth shapes each letter in a way that draws Steve’s gaze to his lips. He wonders for a brief second how they would feel against his own.

He needs to get himself under control, he realizes, noting the amusement blooming across Mr. Munson’s face. Right. Steve straightens his shoulders. Perhaps his reputation has not yet reached Mr. Munson’s ears. Perhaps Steve still may have a chance, and he intends not to waste it.

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Where The Wild Things Are

Posting on October 15, 2024

Author: @entanglednow l Artist & Beta: @pink-luna-moth

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Steve Harrington has been hunting monsters across four states for almost ten years now, and he hopes he's earned enough of a reputation to be taken seriously. Eddie Munson has been a constant pain in his ass, and that's only gotten worse now he's flying solo while his Uncle Wayne recovers from an injury. Steve thinks Eddie is a reckless disaster who doesn't take hunting seriously enough. Eddie thinks Steve's just a rich boy playing hunter—it turns out they've both been wrong about a lot of things.

If they can survive long enough to work it out, their team up might be something really special.

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a pretense of the heart

Posting on October 5, 2024

Author: @viviseawrites l Artist: @lulalulens | Beta: @pink-luna-moth

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“Mr. Munson is innocent.” His voice carries and silence falls in its wake. Despite being an omega, Steve understands how to carry himself, how to draw attention and hold it and use it to his benefit. He relies on that now. “He could not have hurt Miss Cunningham.” 

“How do you know this? What proof do you have?” Mr. Carver demands, advancing toward him. Steve holds his ground, heart pounding, and looks him in the eye. 

“He was with me,” Steve admits. Shocked whispers ripple through the attendees. His reputation, now ruined, goes with them. He glances at Mr. Munson, who stares back at him with a slack jaw, and firms his mind. The man might be an irredeemable cad, but in his heart, Steve cannot see him as a murderer. Steve is sure of his innocence in this. 

“With you?” Mr. Carver asks, leaning back. “And what, pray tell, was he doing with an unmated omega? How can you be sure he did not kill Chrissy and then intend the same for you?”

Steve cannot bite back the words. They escape before a single thought forms in his head. “Because he asked me to marry him.” 

All hell breaks loose.