lily. 32. she/they. aus. steddie writer and hyperfixator first and foremost. dabbler in other characters. see pinned post for masterlist. minors DNI.
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"Holy shit, Ed," Steve hisses. "We're going to die."
Eddie, teeth chattering, rolls his eyes. "No, we're not, you big baby," he says. Sure, it's January and there's a foot of snow outside and the heater in their little shithole apartment is dead. But they're not going to die. "Go get under the electric blanket."
Steve shuffles off, still complaining. "You won't love me anymore if my toes fall off. You'll call me stump feet and leave me for a man with 10 more toes than me."
"Oh my god," Eddie says, laughing. Steve's lucky he's cute. "I'll love you even if both your legs fall off."
"Will you love me if I'm dead? Because I'm going to die."
"Oh, just you now?" Eddie turns on the burners and the oven, opens the oven door wide, and starts a pot of water boiling.
"I forgot you're indestructible. Unkillable."
"Hell yeah I am. Like a vampire."
"Or a roach."
"Wow, maybe I won't make any hot chocolate afterall."
"Eddie, nooo," Steve whines, instantly pitiful. "Baby, I love you and all your roach qualities. They're my favorite qualities."
"Okay, fuck you, I'm making hot chocolate for myself."
"Nooo," Steve wails. From the couch, Eddie can see him flopping over dramatically, already burritoed in two blankets. "I am forsaken. Left to despair and desolation. Banished into the cold, chocolate-less night."
"Damn, we've really expanded your vocabulary."
"Fuck you," Steve says, before falling back to whining. "Will anyone save me? Will anyone take this cold, weary soul into his arms? Where is my roach prince?"
Eddie, face hurting from grinning, takes over two mugs to the couch. "Here you goof, now quit bitchin.'"
"My prince! In all his gross, buggy glory!"
"Oh my god, shut up!"
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Why do Facebook memories feel like this depressing confrontation of the passing of time 😭
Yeah, I really needed to be reminded that I graduated from uni FIVE FUCKING YEARS AGO.
#i think about it all the time Zucks!!! no need to remind me#ignore me im in my feeling about it#and all the stuff i had going on at the time that im still not over and cant move on from#lily talks
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i love him <33333333
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Thinking about my idea with Steve’s mom telling him when he was little that angels put beauty marks on people who are too pretty to be put out into the world- that the more marks, the more beautiful you are, but no one can see you truly until they count every single mark. And Steve is covered in them, which means he was too beautiful even for heaven to bear.
So every night before they went away, she’d snuggle up next to him and begin counting his beauty marks as she told the story once again. Finishing her count with a kiss to the ones under his left eye before slowly unwrapping her arms from him as he struggled to keep his eyes open,
and then she’d be gone. And he never know for how long.
But he could always stand in the mirror and try to count his marks like she did, although he’d never get them all.
And maybe one night Eddie starts absently tracing the marks, connecting them like constellations across Steve’s back as they lay together in bed. Starts counting under his breath as Steve feels his eyes struggling to contain the tears he know won't make sense.
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Thinking how Steve would probably assume he's a top. Even after figuring out he's bi, it seems like a logical thing to him, considering he's only fucked girls before. Enter the weird friends with benefits thing he recently started with Eddie and his whole thought process stands on its head.
"I haven't even touched you," he marvels at the cum pooling on their bellies.
"Well..."
"Does it really feel so good?"
"Man, you have no idea."
And with the awe and bliss painted on Eddie's face, Steve makes a quick decision.
"Can we switch next time? I wanna see for myself."
They do and boy oh boy do they discover some stuff about their preferences in bed.
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That teapot exists in case you were wondering.
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standard eddie thoughts
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Make Me Choose | @softasawhisper asked Steve's BMW or Nancy's Stationwagon
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Gldiator steddie FINALLY COMPLETED AUGH!
#ahhhhhhhhh#i saw Gladiator II today and my brain is just 'how do i make this steddie'#steddie fanart
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"Yeah, see ya later. Alligator. Goddamnit."
Steve Harrington gifs 21/?
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70s!AU Steve Harrington
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please do not repost and credit if you use 🖤
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the only “insecure about his looks” steve i will accept are the fics where he’s struggling to cope with having a giant scar across his throat, and even then i feel like he’d be most annoyed that he didn’t get a hot scar lol
talking to eddie like “yours looks like you fought a bear and lived and mine looks like i got tangled up in the tow rope on the back of the boat”
eddie: “no i look like a chew toy. and also, casually referencing tubing at your family lake house is not making me feel pity”
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I don't think Steve would feel insecure about his scars per se, but with the fucking road rash on his back and arms?? there's no way that boy will ever be able to swim like he used to again. all that scar tissue is going to restrict his range of motion permanently. he's definitely gonna be upset about that.
#oh... i hadnt thought of his road rash scars like that...#i...#*bursts into tears#my boy 😭😭😭#steve harrington
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yay!! it’s that time of year again 🥳 thank you Lex (@thefreakandthehair) for your Spicy Six -Ber Month Challenge! I’ve missed these two 🧡
my prompt was orange (my favorite color)
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