#T4t Steddie realness

[st4tve-harrington]

I’m the biggest supporter of genderqueer pronoun user she/they/he stevie harrington and her stupidly queer transmasc neo user boyfriend Eddie Munson. Fight me I dare you (I bite back)

[feralsteddie]

HEAR ME OUT

t4t steddie with transfem Eddie and transmasc Steve

[werepuppy-steve]

like june, august was also a rough month. work has been kicking my ass more and more lately, leaving me little to no time to enjoy my hobbies. i've been playing video games more recently to get my brain to relax and unwind more than i've been reading, admittedly. but we're trying our best.

something new this time: a gen rec section where i rec any non stranger things/steddie fics i read for the month!

<- july fic rec • more fic recs • my ao3

you were warm when everything was cold - G, 5.4k, complete @lesbianrobin

tags: lumax, background steddie, established relationship, masculinity crisis, lucas centric

There’s something about watching Steve and Eddie that makes his chest ache, just a little bit. Something that feels like it’s just out of reach, like if he could just jump an inch higher he could grasp it and know what it is, have a name for it, figure out what feels like it’s missing with Max. He never felt like something was missing with Max before. She was perfect. She is perfect! Like, sure, not actually perfect, because nobody’s actually perfect, but she’s perfect for him just like he hopes he’s perfect for her, and they’re perfect together. Maybe Lucas is overcompensating.

Sweet Boy - E, 2/2, complete Ghost_ing_Temptations

tags: dom/sub, puppy play, accidental subspace, good boy steve harrington

Steve is used to it by now, the teasing 'good dog's thrown his way, the occasional 'fetch.' He's not sure when the idea of him as the Party's resident guard dog started, but he's gotten over the swirling feeling in his stomach at those words... pretty much. Regardless, Robin is capable of convincing him of anything. So here he is hosting a Halloween get together dressed in ears, a tail and the real kicker - a collar. What could go wrong?

Horny for Horsepower - E, 2.5k, complete Oralmystery

tags: crackfic, transformers au, masturbation

Steve is a transformer and Eddie is the mechanic in love with him. Dustin accidentally spills soda all over Steve’s backseat and Eddie has to clean it up. In spite of Eddie's best efforts the sticky situation only gets stickier.

future in your hand (signed, sealed, delivered) - T, 10.3k, complete formous_iniquis

tags: no upside down au, penpals, childhood friends to lovers, appalachian eddie, road trips

Dear Eddie, Mrs. Simpson says I’m supposed to thank you for volunteering to be my partner even though you’re a fifth grader. I don’t know why I should though since now I actually have to do this stupid pen pal project. I know she only paired me with an older kid cause she thinks I’m dumb. But thanks for the extra work I guess. Sincerely (cause we aren’t friends), Steve Harrington --- Assigned to be pen pals elementary school, Steve and Eddie find themselves growing closer than they could have imagined as children. Sending letters where they become confidants, friends, and more over the years they write to one another. Nearly a decade after they start an incident sends Steve himself to Eddie. The two leave Hawkins and road trip together to their Happily Ever After.

Burnin' for You - T, 7.1k, complete @soaringornithopter

tags: no upside down au, modern au, t4t steddie, mutual pining, getting together

During a record breaking heatwave, the residents of Hawkins are forced to endure rolling blackouts. Eddie learns he can't handle the unbearable heat and takes steps to try to improve his situation. While on the hunt for work, he repeatedly crosses paths with Steve, who decides to invite Eddie over to take a break from the weather by enjoying the Harrington's pool and reliable central air conditioning. It may take a few visits before they finally get what they both want.

crush notes - T, 4/4, complete @steddiecameraroll

tags: post-s2, secret admirer, getting together

“So, you’re getting love letters?” “Well, I wouldn’t call them love letters, more like crush notes…” Eddie Munson has a secret admirer. He has no idea who it could be, but maybe his new friendship with the one and only Steve Harrington can come in handy.

honeysuckle - E, 2.4k, complete (ao3) @hawkinsbnbg

tags: dom/sub, breeding kink, cock cages, face slapping, daddy kink, good boy steve harrington, overstimulation, prostate milking

Eddie didn't look upset per se. He looked— Amused. Like he knew exactly why Steve acted that way and was more than ready to make it worse.

hidden lace - E, 2.8k, complete (ao3) @steddieas-shegoes

tags: lingerie, secret relationship, car sex, public sex, top eddie, bottom steve

Steve is pissed at Eddie. Like, genuinely pissed. Not that cute, haha my boyfriend was being annoying but I love him, pissed. The kind where if he saw him right now, he’d do something really stupid, like yell or break up with him. And he knew he didn’t actually want to do that.

Bark At The Moon - T, WIP @evillittleguy

tags: pre-series, canon rewrite, werewolf steve, pining

He just wants to go home. He doesn’t even know what home is anymore. He rolls onto his butt and sits in the dirt. Alone in the woods he lets himself cry.  After the worst of it is over and he’s sniffling away the snot and the tears- wiping with his sleeve- he realizes he’s being watched and freezes. In front of him only a few feet away a small honey-brown wolf is poorly hidden in the underbrush.

Coming home to you - E, 1.3k, complete @just-my-latest-hyperfixation

tags: established relationship, post series, fluff and smut, soft dom eddie, sub steve, dry humping

Eddie is halfway through composing an absolutely sick riff when the front door slams shut. The sound rattles the walls of the apartment and sends one of their framed photos askew. Eddie blinks, pulling off his headphones and taking a few moments to get his bearings. It’s starting to turn dark outside and his stomach is rumbling. Shit, for how long was he out?  “Stevie? You home?” he calls, but the apartment stays quiet, bar for the creak of the bedroom door and the thud of a body hitting the mattress. Eddie frowns, setting the guitar aside and padding across the hallway.

don't' want to move on - E, 3.1k, complete (ao3) @steddieas-shegoes

tags: modern au, exes to lovers, frottage

If Steve knows one thing, it’s that Eddie knows how to get under his skin and in his bed. Ever since their breakup, a disaster of epic proportions for the entire friend group, Steve’s kept his distance from every possible interaction with Eddie. He’s made sure to find reasons to miss group outings and put himself on the schedule at work on the nights when he knew Eddie would be at movie nights or dinner. He purposely scheduled pool parties for days and times he knew Eddie would be busy. But he couldn’t get out of this one. And now he has Eddie’s eyes on him from across the room, staring into his soul, reading his mind probably.

Heartache to Heartache - E, 1.7k, complete (ao3) @steddie-island | kintsugi_kid

tags: established relationship, make up sex, top eddie, bottom steve

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Eddie had asked. His hands shook with his anger, his frustration, with the desire to grab this stupid beautiful boy by the shoulders. "What the fuck, Steve?" "I was helping," Steve said, clearly confused. "I just wanted to help—" "No, you were just using Daddy's money to make problems go away again." Steve had winced at that, but then he'd straightened his spine. "Yeah, I used my dad's money. So what? Why does it matter how it got paid for?" or Steve and Eddie have a fight. And then they get to make up about it.

Do it for him - T, 1.5k, complete (ao3) @steddie-island | kintsugi_kid

tags: established relationship, medical trauma, hurt/comfort

"I'm worried about you," Eddie had whispered in bed one morning, when Steve was in that soft space between sleep and wakefulness. "I know your hearing is getting worse, and you need glasses… I know you didn't get looked at after everything, and I get why, but…" He'd kissed Steve's hair, his temple, his cheek. "I can't lose you. Please, Stevie. For me?" That was all it had taken for Steve to finally give in. or Eddie helps Steve face his fears and get himself checked out.

Safe With You - E, 4.8k, complete (ao3) @hotluncheddie

tags: established relationship, daddy kink, under-negotiated kink, hurt/comfort, soft dom eddie, sub steve

‘Tell me something.’ Eddie says between kisses, quiet and deep and Steve feels like there’s whisky in his belly, thrumming through his veins. Drunk on Eddie Munson. ‘Tell me what you like, show me. Let me help baby.’ His hooded eyes pull Steve in, fingers stroking hairs away from his forehead and lips pressing kisses to his cheekbones. Steve doesn’t know how to answer, how to ask for something he wants. ‘No, I. Te-tell me what you like.’ He says, pulling Eddie’s shirt up and off, giving himself a moment away from eye contact, away from the vulnerability Eddie draws out of him. Eddie lets his T-shirt be tossed away, pulling Steve close and swaying them again gently. Slowing the moment once more. ‘Mmm, I like lots of things. Like making pretty boys feel good, for one.’ He ponders, hand soothing up and down Steve’s back. ‘And you, honey, are the prettiest guy I’ve ever seen.’ He smiles, teeth glinting in the soft lamplight. Steve ducks his head as his cheeks flush, smiling, hiding in Eddie’s shoulder. (Or Steve and Eddie try something new, it doesn't quite go to plan, but they talk it through.)

Beautiful Decline - M/E, series, WIP Izzy_Grinch | @troublemakingrebel

tags: assassin's creed valhalla, ceolvarr, rough sex, age difference, secret relationship, good boy ceolbert, falling in love, fix it fic

On a celebration that takes place the night after his father has been crowned a new King of Mercia, Ceolbert feels unwisely bold and seeks Ivarr's company.

Of Dandelions and Nettles - E, 22.3k, complete Izzy_Grinch | @troublemakingrebel

tags: assassin's creed valhalla, ceolvarr, friends to lovers, age difference, first time, ivarr lets ceol-baby get away with so much and everyone is shocked, drunk sex, morning after, flower language

Even when Ceolbert messes up Ivarr's game of Orlog, his plans to pass out drinking and his intentions to wake up alone, Ivarr lets him, as he lets his own hands wander into Ceolbert's hair and down his pliable skin.

Hay Fever - E, 5/5, complete Izzy_Grinch | @troublemakingrebel

tags: assassin's creed valhalla, ceolvarr, age difference, friends to lovers, not so secret relationship, time skips, sexual tension,they fuck in so many stables yall

All it takes is a snap of the last straw. Over the course of five chapters, Ceolbert walks a path from his father's son to a Prince, to an Ealdorman, to a King, each milestone celebrated with Ivarr by his side in the questionable privacy of the local stables.

The Skillful Hunter - M, 5/5, complete hapaxlegomena

tags: assassin's creed valhalla, ceolvarr + ubba, age difference, impotence

Ivarr and Ceolbert pass a year together. Hunting, learning the art of war, and other things a man has to know.

[stevieharringtonwifeguy]

hey, yall like t4t lesbian steddie? how about transfem eddie beefing coming out to her girlfriend Real Hard?

also on ao3 here

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Eddie has never been able to control her mouth. Honestly sometimes she wonders if she has some kind of medical condition that makes her incapable of saying normal things at the appropriate time. 

And this is a real problem when trying to figure out how to tell her girlfriend that she might kinda wanna be a girl too maybe. Because instead of sitting the love of her life down and calmly explaining that she’s been doing some thinking and might want to experiment with her gender more, Eddie just holds it all in until she projectile vomits the information at the worst possible time.

They’re snuggled in bed, hazy in post-coital bliss, Stevie burying her face in Eddie’s neck and nuzzling in with her nose like a kitten looking for milk. It’s adorable. Eddie half expects her to start making biscuits on her stomach.

And so when Stevie sighs contentedly, hums a little, “My boy,” with so much love in her voice Eddie kind of wants to cry, she’s not ready for the wave of wrongness that crashes over her, smashing the cozy, contented vibe in the room like it’s an actual tidal wave ripping the trailer to shreds.

So she does what she always does. Fucks it up.

“No I’m not,” she says, voice choked with panic.

Stevie stiffens against her. “What?” she asks.

“I’m not your boy,” Eddie says. “It’s not- I-”

Stevie draws away from her, and Eddie already misses the warmth. She keeps her eyes screwed shut, doesn’t want to see Stevie’s reaction to the information that her boyfriend is actually her girlfriend. And yeah, the logical part of her brain knows that it absolutely is not an issue. Stevie’s a lot of things (beautiful, wonderful, perfect, a teensy bit of a bitch but just enough to keep things interesting-), but she’s not a hypocrite, so the trans thing is obviously fine. And Stevie was well known for making her way through most of the female population of Hawkins High before she came out, so the girl thing is also obviously a non-issue.

But. That mean little voice in the back of Eddie’s head. The one that listened carefully to every bad thing anyone ever said about her- freak, monster, trash- and quietly stored them away just to take them out again when she’s alone at night. That voice is real loud right now. 

It tells her she’s imagining things, that she’s just looking for another way to be different. That Stevie will just think she’s trying to copy her, and worse than that, she’s copying her badly. It whispers that sure, Stevie liked her as a guy, thought she was attractive then, but she’s probably going to be so ugly as a girl that any attraction Stevie’s managed to muster for her weird lanky man-body is gonna just shrivel up and die. And she doesn’t even really like girly things, which she knows because she dressed up as Frank N Furter that one time they all went to see Rocky Horror, and the makeup had felt gross on her skin and the corset had been too tight and the heels had hurt- and if she’s not gonna commit to femininity what’s even the point of trying to tell people she’s a girl?

Eddie is so lost in her own head that it takes her a second to realise that Stevie has gotten out of bed. Eddie sits up, watching in confusion as her girlfriend flits around the room in search of her clothes. 

“Stevie?” Eddie asks, her voice small. “Wh- what are you doing?”

Stevie sighs, shakes her head a little. “What does it look like I’m doing, Eddie?” Her voice sounds watery, and she won’t look Eddie in the eyes, using her voluminous hair as a shield as she pulls up her jeans with shaking hands.

Eddie’s heart breaks. She doesn’t think she ever expected this, that Stevie would just leave, even on her darkest nights alone. “But- why?”

Stevie finally looks at her then, her face incredulous even as it’s streaked with tears. “Why? Why would I stay, Eddie, if this- what, was it just- just bullshit?” she says, getting more heated as she speaks, hands flying in that way Eddie usually loves because it means her girl is really getting riled up. Now it feels terrible to see, like the final nail in Eddie’s coffin. 

“I can’t believe- fuck- this is the second time I thought- I mean it’s gotta be me at this point, right? Like, fool me once-” Stevie cuts herself off with a sob, before scrubbing her face furiously and looking around the room. “Where the fuck is my jacket???”

“I don’t- what do you mean, second time-”

Stevie scoffs. “I mean, sure, you didn’t actually say the word ‘bullshit’ but that’s- you see how it’s the same right? Like, even if you didn’t- if you didn’t want me anymore, how could you-? You knew about Nancy, Eddie, and you still just-” She scrubs her face again and heads to the door. “You know what, fuck my jacket.”

And Eddie is not the smartest. Her three senior years can attest to this. But she can tell she’s missing something here, because what the hell does Nancy have to do with anything? So Eddie goes over the last couple of minutes, everything Stevie said, everything she said, and- oh. Fuck.

“I forgot the second part of that sentence.” 

She literally cannot believe how stupid she is. Stevie’s already out the bedroom door, and Eddie prays to every god who’s never believed in her that she hasn’t left the trailer entirely, because fuck knows if she has Eddie will probably never see her again. At least not for several months, and even then, only with Robin standing off to the side trying to kill her with her mind.

“Stevie!” She calls, running through the trailer at a speed she frankly didn’t think herself capable of. “Stevie, please wait! I didn’t mean to- I forgot the rest of the sentence!”

Stevie stops at the door of the trailer, turns around with an eyebrow raised in the kind of ‘I’m waiting, make it good’ expression she uses whenever the kids try to explain why they were acting like little shits this time. It’s ruined a bit, by the tears still streaming down her face and the tremble in her disapproving frown, but she’s trying. 

“Baby, I’m so sorry, that’s not what I was trying to say- I didn’t even realise how it sounded- I love you so much and I’m sorry I made you doubt that for even a second,” Eddie pleads, her own tears running down her face.

Something in Stevie’s posture seems to soften a little, but her hand stays on the doorknob. “What- what else would you be trying to say there, Eddie?”

“I-” Eddie can’t look at her, so she looks at her own feet. “I’m not your boy, I’m your- I don’t really know. Girl? Something? Uh. If you still want me to be.”

It’s quiet for a moment. Eddie doesn’t look away from her feet.

But then, strong, warm arms wrap around her. A hand gently pushes her head into a neck. A pair of lips press into the top of her head.

“Oh E- baby,” Stevie says, softly. “I love you so much, no matter what. Of course you can be my girl, if you want.”

Eddie nods into Stevie’s neck, holding her so tight she’d be a little worried about hurting her if she wasn’t well aware Stevie was way stronger than she’d ever be. “Yes please,” she says, voice small.

Stevie presses another kiss to the top of Eddie’s head, pulls back to hold her face gently in her hands. “Love you so much, baby. And it’s with love that I have to ask- what the hell is wrong with you.” Eddie snorts, and Stevie smiles like that’s what she was aiming for. “That was the worst coming-out I’ve ever seen. And I’m including the way I came out to Dustin.”

Eddie fully laughs then, and Stevie smiles too. That really had been awful. Dustin had found Stevie’s collection of feminine clothes and underwear and had taken it upon himself to lecture her on how weird it was to keep ‘souvenirs’, until eventually Stevie had been so mortified by the picture he was painting that she had to come out just to get him to shut up. He’d since made up for it by being her staunchest defender (Eddie and Robin notwithstanding), but the whole thing was still painful enough that whenever he was being annoying Stevie could now get him to shut up with just a particularly pointed look.

“I know, it was- I got all up in my head,” Eddie says. She places her hand over Stevie’s, gently turns her head to place an apologetic kiss on her wrist, right against her pulse point. “I really am sorry. I love you.”

“I know. Now, at least. Although I hope you realise I’m gonna be using this against you for like, the rest of our lives. Good luck trying to get me to turn off the ABBA, considering you very briefly broke my heart.”

Eddie groans, just like Stevie wanted her too, but honestly ‘the rest of our lives’ sounds pretty good to her.

[steddie-island]

The Daily Grind

@strangerthingswritersguild kinktober day 27: Tentacle Rating: E | WC: 788 | Tags: Tentacle sex toy, Transmasc t4t Steddie

For full list of tags see ao3! Divider credit

"You just… grind on it?" Steve looked down at the thing strapped to Eddie's thigh a little doubtfully. "This is supposed to feel good?"

"It's textured," Eddie said, nodding. "What, you've never like, humped a pillow or something to get off?"

Steve fought the urge to roll his eyes and hide his face. "I had real people for that, Ed."

"Oh c'mon!" Eddie tightened the strap around his thigh and moved to lean back against the headboard. "You've used those clit sucker… things, or the toys that are textured to add a little 'mmph' to feel even better. This is like that!"

Steve still didn't look convinced, but Eddie had been so excited when he'd brought the toy home that he felt bad even considering saying no. It wasn't like he had to keep doing it if he didn't like it.

"You want me to ride it first?"

Eddie nodded. "I really think you'll like it, Stevie. And if you don't then we can put it away and I'll fuck you into the mattress instead."

"Instead?" Steve teased. "Why instead? You can fuck me into the mattress after, even if I like it."

"True." Eddie pulled him in to kiss him softly. "Please?"

"Okay." Steve nipped Eddie's lower lip. "I'll give it a try."

"Yes!" Eddie beamed and started pushing at Steve's jeans to get them off. His underwear followed along, leaving Steve bare as he climbed into Eddie's lap. The grinder was cool against his folds where they brushed over the tentacle.

Eddie wasn't wrong, it was very textured. The tentacle was a deep violet, resting on a simple base that was the deep blue of the ocean.The tentacle was thick, with suckers that varied in size and shape, situated so there would be texture no matter where he was grinding down.

Steve parted his legs wider, lowered his hips until he could feel the bumps of the suckers from the opening of his cunt up to his cock.

"How's that?" Eddie murmured.

Steve licked his lips. "'s… weird," he admitted. Still he wrapped an arm around Eddie's neck while one of Eddie's arms went around his waist.

His movements were slow at first as he tried to find the most comfortable position. He had to tip his body forward and his hips back so he could get more of his cock in contact with the toy.

"Oh… oh, that's…." Steve moaned lowly as he slid back and forth. "Fuck, Eddie, that's— that's good."

"Yeah?" Eddie leaned in to bite kisses to the side of Steve's neck. "Good enough to make you come?"

"Yeah." Steve dropped his head back, exposing more of his throat for Eddie's mouth to explore. "'m sorry for doubting you."

Eddie huffed out a laugh against Steve's skin. There was the sound of him digging for something in the blankets, followed by a soft 'click'.

"Fuck—" Steve's hips jolted as the toy beneath him started vibrating. "Oh, you beautiful genius you."

"You're welcome." Eddie's grin widened even more as he kicked the vibrating up a notch.

Steve's mouth hung open in pleasure as he kept rocking down. He angled his hips even more so he was grinding against the thickest part of the tentacle. "Oh my god, Eddie—"

"Fucking hell, you hear how wet you are?" Eddie reached around to stroke over the toy, then up between Steve's thighs. "You're dripping, Stevie."

"It's— good," Steve groaned. He tangled his free hand into Eddie's hair and held on as everything coiled tight. "Oh my god— more—"

Eddie kicked the vibration up and watched as Steve's movements became erratic. The room filled with the sound of Steve's pussy against the silicone, followed by the vibration as Eddie kicked it up one more time.

"Oh— oh god—!" Steve's nails dragged down Eddie's back as he started coming. Eddie turned the vibration down but not off.

"'s too much—" Steve panted.

"Don't stop," Eddie encouraged him. "You can come again, Stevie. I've seen you do it before, come for me."

"Eddie—" Steve bit his lip and started riding again. He was so sensitive that it edged closer to pain than pleasure. Eddie kept him right there, though, as he kept Steve close and helped to guide his movements.

His second orgasm was harder, more intense. He came with his teeth sank into Eddie's shoulder and with the tentacle buzzing away happily between his thighs.

Eddie turned it off slowly before gathering Steve against his chest. His fingers pushed sweaty hair off of Steve's forehead so he could press a kiss to his brow. "You'll want to use that again, I take it?" he teased.

Steve just gave a slow grin and poked Eddie's side. "Fucking smartass."

[steddieas-shegoes]

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Bullshit

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Exposure Therapy

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Werewolf Soulmates

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What A Time To Be Alive

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Steve's Embarrassing Secret

First Date Gone Wrong...Then Right

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Steve Legally Blonde Quote

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[karmic-vibes]

Oh, Baby, Baby

premise: t4t steddie where Stevie gets her six kids.

1 - One Drink’s What Led to Change

art credit: shinydirtycoin on twitter

cw: teen pregnancy, gender dysphoria, rapid progressing labor, accidental misgendering/use of deadname

Year: 1984

“Is Eds really making out with the Stevie Harrington? This can’t fucking be real,” Gareth gawked.

“Yeah, they’ve been dating for nearly a month. Where the hell have you been?” Jeff teased.

“Yeah, they’ve been dating for nearly a month. Where the hell have you been?” Jeff teased.

“Clearly not here. How’d he even bag her? She’s Hawkins royalty.”

“I dunno, maybe because they’re the only trans people for miles and find comfort in each other?”

“Christ, no need to go all sappy, Jeff.”

“I think it’s cute,” Grant shrugged.

“Can you assholes stop staring at us,” Eddie hollered.

“I gotta head to class,” Stevie sighed. “See you tonight?

“I’ll pick you up at seven.”

“Can’t wait.” Eddie placed a chaste kiss on her lips as she walked away.

“God, the things she does to me.” He clutched his chest and dramatically flung himself against the lockers. “Boys, I might be in love.”

“Slow your roll, Ed, it’s only been a month.”

“Hey, when you know, you know.”

Later that night, Eddie picked Stevie up at her house and the two drove off to the quarry. Eddie packed dinner for the two of them, but it was quickly forgotten when Stevie dragged her boyfriend into the back of the van. They had been making out since they got there, both desperate for more.

“God, Stevie,” Eddie breathed between kisses. “Fuck me, please.”

“Mm, you sure?” she panted.

“Never been more sure of anything. I need you… please…”

“Anything for you, pretty boy.”

While neither of them imaged their first time together being in the back of a dingy van, they wouldn’t have it any other way. They both left that night satisfied and smiling, eager for the next time they got to do it. Hell, they were eager just to see each other again. The time they spent together was addicting—better than any drug out there.

The couple spent every waking moment they could together. On each other whenever possible.

One evening, when Stevie’s parents weren’t home—because when were they ever—the couple was making out on the couch, ignoring the movie they had popped in. Suddenly, Eddie felt sick to his stomach. He had to pull away from his girlfriend to catch his breath and hopefully ease his stomach. When he still felt queasy, he gently pushed Stevie off his lap and sprinted to the bathroom. He heaved up his dinner, struggling to get a breath in.

“Eddie, baby? You okay?” Stevie called.

“Mhmm, just peachy.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Just don’t feel good. Stomach hurts.”

“Was it from dinner?”

“Dunno.”

“Okay, well, let’s go run to the drug store and get you some pepto. Sound good?”

“Yeah, just… just give me a sec.”

“Take all the time you need.”

When Eddie was finally able to summon all his strength, the two headed to the closest convenience store to find something to help ease the poor boy’s stomach. As they wandered the aisles, Stevie grabbed whatever she thought would help. Eddie managed to get separated from his girlfriend, somehow ending up in the feminine hygiene section. He figured he’d get some more period products while he was there.

As he reached for his usual brand of tampons, it hit him—why hadn’t he had his period yet? He should’ve gotten it three weeks ago. When the realization set in, he fumbled to grab the cheapest set of pregnancy tests he could find. He tucked the box into the waist band of his pants so he wouldn’t have to explain himself to Stevie.

I’ll test in the morning, he thought.

Sure enough, both of the them were positive.

He couldn’t believe he’d been so stupid. Him and Stevie only had unprotected sex once—but then again, that’s all it takes. Eddie dreaded telling his girlfriend. What if she dumped him? What if she gave him an ultimatum he couldn’t dare choose between?

God, he didn’t know if the stupid fetus or his own ramped brain was making him more nauseous.

Eddie decided to pull the trigger and tell Stevie during their next date night. When the couple was in the middle of eating dinner in Stevie’s massive dining room, Eddie was busy psyching himself up.

“Hey, Stevie?” he whispered.

“Yeah?”

“I have to tell you something…”

“Is everything okay?”

“No, not really.”

“Are you okay?”

“I mean, I could be better.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m pregnant…”

“What…”

“Yeah… I don’t know what I’m gonna do yet. Kinda wanted your opinion.”

“I… shit…”

“Yep.”

“I guess my biggest question is… would you be okay going through with it? Y’know, mentally. The last thing I’d want is for you to get dysphoric.”

“Wait, you… you wanna keep it?”

“I mean, yeah, why not? I’ve always wanted to be a mom. Never thought this young, but, yeah… if you want to, then I want to.”

“Your parents are gonna kill us.”

“My dad might, yeah. My mom will probably help us out a bit.”

“If not, then there’s always Wayne.”

“We’re gonna be parents…”

“Shit, yeah, we are…”

Slowly but surely, the couple broke the news to their friends and family. Wayne was in shock, but supportive nonetheless. Steve’s mom, Pattie, was disappointed, but assured she’d get a nursery together for the little one. Then, Mr. Harrington—John—demanded that if the couple were to go through with this, then they would need to get married. He refused to have a kid that was going to be a teen parent with a bastard child.

“Dad, we’re only seventeen. We’re not gonna get married,” Stevie sighed.

“Steven– I, ugh, Stephanie, either you two get married or I give your girl– fuck, boyfriend a ride to the Planned Parenthood clinic.”

“Dad, Eddie would have to ask his uncle and he’d have to sign the consent forms. There’s a lot that would go into it. Plus, Eddie gets a say in this too.”

“I mean… if it’s our only option, then, yeah… I’d be okay with it. I’m sure I can rope Wayne into signing the papers.”

“Good. Stevie?” John raised a brow.

“Yeah, fuck it… let’s do it.”

Within the week, Stevie and Eddie were officially married—John even struck another deal that if Eddie became a Harrington, he would support them until after high school and were able to get on their feet. While Wayne wasn’t thrilled with everything happening so quickly, he was just happy that his nephew was being taken care of.

The rumor mill in Hawkins was spinning like crazy—between the two teens getting married and Eddie’s stomach getting larger and larger, they couldn’t catch a break. And before they knew it, the nine months had flown by—Eddie had gone into labor while in the middle of chemistry.

“Shit, fuck,” he cried. “Someone get Stevie!”

“Took ya fucking long enough to pop,” Jeff teased.

“Not now! Someone get my fucking wife!”

“On it!” Gareth yelled.

“Jesus Christ, c’mere, Eddie. Let’s get you down to the nurse,” Mrs. Click said.

“What the fuck is the nurse gonna do,” he sobbed.

“She can monitor you while Gareth gets Stevie.”

“I’m here, I’m here!” Stevie panted as she ran into the classroom. “Okay, baby, let’s get you to the hospital.”

“Good luck, Eddie!” the class cheered.

“Okay, one last– fuck,” he cringed. “One last tally. What does everyone think it is? Raise your hand for a boy.” A few shot their hands up. “Okay, girl?” A majority raised their hands. “Alright, I’ll be back in like a month so everyone can meet it. Okay, time to have a human shoot out of me.”

“Nice way to be modest, Ed,” Stevie said.

“Shut it and get me to the fucking hospital.”

By the time Stevie got Eddie to the hospital, he was nearly fully dilated. He was hunched over, screaming in pain as Stevie pulled onto the curb by the ER entrance.

“Ah, fuck, I read this was supposed to take hours!”

Sweat poured from his forehead as Stevie helped him into a wheelchair. Eddie was brought up to labor and delivery, hauled into a bed just in the knick of time. The nurses stripped him of his clothes, promptly unbinding his chest.

“Why-Why do you have to take that off?” he sniffed. “I-I wanna keep it on.”

“Eddie, dear, you can’t have anything constricting you. It could be dangerous.”

“Okay, Missus– sorry, Mr. Harrington, you’re nearly there. Get ready to push soon.”

“Why is it moving so fast? I thought this was gonna take like a whole day…”

“Labor varies from person to person. You just lucked out with it being quick,” the doctor explain.

“Lucked out!? The stupid thing is trying to shoot out of me!” Eddie screamed.

“Eds, breathe.”

“Shut up, Harrington! God, she’s coming out, I feel her!” Eddie shrieked. “Stevie, baby, do it for me, please.”

“I can’t, Eddie.”

“Please! I don’t wanna do this! God, I can’t do this!”

“Eddie, on your next contraction, you’re gonna push,” the doctor said.

“I can’t!” he whimpered.

“Yes, you can,” Stevie assured. “Give us our baby, Eddie.”

“Ahh, god help me!”

“Push, Ed.”

Within ten minutes, Eddie had managed to get an entire human out of him. His head hit the bed as the entire room spun. His body shook uncontrollably as he tried to adjust to the pain, blinking hard, trying to get a sense of what was going on.

“It’s a girl!” someone cheered.

“Oh, Eddie, she’s beautiful,” Stevie cried.

“Here you go, Eddie. Congrats, daddy,” a nurse beamed, placing the screaming newborn on his chest.

“Oh, my god. Hi… oh, god, hi, baby girl.”

“You did it,” Stevie beamed.

“I made this,” he panted. “I made this, Stevie. Holy shit…”

“Mom, dad, do we have a name?”

“Shit, do we?” Eddie breathed.

“Yes, we do,” Stevie giggled. “Maggie Mae Harrington.”

“Oh, yeah… sorry, my brain is mush.”

“Don’t be sorry, Eddie. You just gave birth, for Christ’s sake.”

“God, we have a kid… we’re parents, Stevie…”

“We’re parents, Eddie…”

When Eddie and Maggie were moved into a postpartum room, Stevie took it upon herself to call her parents and Wayne. Everyone poured into the room, one by one, eager to meet the new baby. Even John, who didn’t outwardly show it, was excited to meet his granddaughter.

“Here she is,” Eddie smiled.

“Wow… she’s beautiful…” John said.

“Yeah, she sure is. She has Stevie’s looks—thank god.”

“Shut up, she has your eyes,” Stevie smirked.

“She has your nose.”

“Poor thing.”

“May I hold her?” Wayne asked.

“Oh, yeah, of course.”

The adults gradually passed her around as the two teens rested against each other contently in the hospital bed. Maggie eventually drifted off to sleep in Pattie’s arms, to which the new grandmother took with stride, getting to hold the baby the longest.

“So, how’re you feeling, Ed?” Wayne asked.

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Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion. Bonus points if you include a topic. ( IE. shipping, roleplaying, ect. )

ok, so lets talk shipping, and what i mean by that largely is lets talk this fandoms lack of naunced takes when it comes to arguing for your favourite f/m ship over a queer one. firstly, lets not pretend the fetishization of mlm ships isn't real, i've been in famdom long enough to know and have witnessed that. but lets also remember that there is NAUNCE to what is and isn't fetishization. i, a queer, nonbinary person will ALWAYS prioratize queer ships over cishet ones, that includes lesbian, gay, t4t ships and anything in between, anything that isn't cishet is always going to be more appealing to me bc i am queer, and i write what i know which is gay, gay and more gay. this argument that the popularity of mlm ships like steddie and harringrove are 'only' popular bc the cishet girlies be fetishizing gay men isn't the hot take you think it is, not when:

1) fandom on tumblr is and always has been dominated by queer ship and queer muns 2) if you're arguring a m/f ship in favour of a NON-PROBLEMATIC (and frankly i'd argue that both steddie and harringrove are, come at me all you like two boys having a fight doesn't make their romantic compatability nul and void, they're teenagers ffs) gay ship that's ALWAYS going to come across as homophobia lite, and always gonna give me the ick.

3) not every mun on this hellsite is a women, there are plenty trans, nonbinary and cismale writers who ALSO want to represent what they know and love, how are y'all gonna arugue that queer people are 'fetishizing' other queer people bc of their shipping preferences? do you know how dumb that sounds?

i also wanna talk about why i don't ship stancy > steddie, and newsflash it's not bc i'm horny for gay men. stancy for me has never really been appealing, Nancy represents something Steve is not anymore, she represents something he has worked so hard to distance himself from and grown from, nancy will always be steve's first big love, she will always be important to him, but ultimately they are not compatable for a number of reasons. nancy lacks the emotional vulnerability (through no fault of her own, thanks for that karen and ted wheeler) to give steve what he needs, he comes from an equally fucked up family life where love has clearly never been given freely, steve is so touch starved and wants to be loved so bad, you can see it in the scenes from when him and nancy were dating, the way he would always be touching her in some sort of way, he craves love and emotional intimacy so badly but he doesn't quiet know how to seek it out. for steve, nancy represents this thing that got away, this loss, this love he wasn't worthy of, and i think at least from how i see it that is why he is still hung up on her (although, i argue that's mostly down to POOR WRITING since steve moved past nancy in s3).

steve and nancy want different things in life, nancy is career driven and focused (at least she use to be before she was victim to the duffers inability to give her any fucking developement beyond the same boring love triangle) steve is very family focused and he craves that bc of how his parents never really gave a shit, he has something to prove, he wants to be the dad he WISHED he had, that whole 'six nuggets' thing made me want to scratch my eyes out, because it was so OOC for one, and for two Steve fucking knowns nancy wheeler BETTER THAN THAT, steve knows nancy has a fucking boyfriend, and frankly the fact stancy shippers seem to forget this is astonishing to me.

nancy and jonathan are together when her and steve are on their end of the world longing looks bullshit, at the end of the day neither steve or nancy are capable of being in a relationship in canon as it stands in my opinion, they both have a lot of emoitonal growth and things to work though before they should be jumping into a relationship with anyone, much less each other, they have spend the last four years thoroughly traumatized by everything they have gone though, and that i think is what lead to the misplaced emotions and feelings in vol 2 between Steve and Nancy. they're trauma bonded, and while they can see comfort in each other in ways that outsiders couldn't give them, it doesn't make it healthy. Nancy deserves to go to college and live he dream without the same two fucking high school boyfriends, who frankly don't deserve her, she deserves to have a storyline that isn't centered around two boys who she can't even communicate affectively with, like steve and nancy dated for a few months when she was in sopphmore year, steve is now almost twenty, nancy is about to go off to college, they both need to move on with their lives and stop living in the past.

steve and eddie for me represent something new, a new beginning, in every sense of the word, for me, steve was so facinated by eddie in the sort of way that eddie was everything he wishes he could be, so unapologetically himself in spite of how he was treated for it, steve seen a bravemess in eddie he doesn't see in himself. they had to much potential for a beautiful, naunced love story, a chance for steve to find himself, and in eddie find that emotional intimacy and love he has craved for so long. and the fucking tragic 'almost' part of steve and eddie is what has me crying about them 7 months later, that almost tope will never not fucking destroy me, and ironically my another favourite almost ship is a cishet ship, its addison and mark from grey's anatomy, so hey ho will you look at that i don't hate the hetties after all!

anyway, this has been my hot take, unpopular opinion, however you wanna call it, cancel me for all i care i'll never stop shipping my loves, and ya know what, they do have hot sex, bc they're hot people. personality wise > looks wise too. personalities? sexy as fuck. hair? sexy as fuck. XD and while we're at it T4T steddie will always be steddie supremcy for me, so suck it up bitches i hc your two fave cis boys as trans on the daily lmao.

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@hunter-sylvester tagged me in this, my very first tag game, so thanks hunter!! you are a pioneer of Metal Lords fan content, pls keep doing what you're doing!

3 Ships:

steddie, but listen, i don't Like season 4 of stranger things. i think the plot/writing was bad actually, but. i stuck around for steve, because damn they're good at writing characters and i loved his seasons 1-3 arc. steve & eddie have incredible chemistry that everyone else has already talked about but listen bro. what if they were t4t.

frerard, but listennn its for the DYNAMICS. i feel like frerard fics have like, mythologized this pairing into something distinct from those real people that are alive and exist. they've lifted the personas and adpoted them onto some really incredible works of fiction... there are archetypes and characteristics and relationship dynamics that i see over and over and over again, always distinctly non-normative and queer, and god dammit it gets me ever time.

i'm struggling to come up with a third... i think The Batman (2021) Selina and Bruce. actually yes this one definitely. god i fucking love those two. my heart like actually ached when she left at the end.

First Ship Ever:

This is going back a long time but I wanna say it was Stucky or Destiel that really had me first. which honestly i was right about that, those white guys have chemistry! i used to eat up post-winter soldier fics all the time and i always end up coming back to them. something about bucky on the run or holed up and scared as his memories struggle to come back, and then steve being the first person to be gentle with him. anyway

Last Song:

my god let me tell you. i listened to ethel cain for the first time today (Golden Age) and i immediately started like crying in the car and then i wrote more poetry than i have in maybe months? that was hours ago and i'm still neck deep in her discography =D

Last Movie:

Avatar: the way of water!!! Avatar is basically a new special interest for me and I'm learning sooo much about it. also this movie is Worth going to the fancy theater for.

Currently Reading:

Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins. i think this is the first time I'm rereading the hunger games, and I'm so glad i picked it up over christmastime bc 1) i got sucked into it and finished it in like a day and a half; and 2) what an incredible fictional depiction of revolution. like katniss' character arc, the emphasis on solidarity and community over and over and over again, every detail adds so much.

Vine Deloria Jr.'s The World We Used to Live In, which is packed with American Indian stories on spirituality and medicine men. i only just started it but i'm clinging onto his words like they're air. which, in the busted concrete version of the world now, they might as well be.

Currently Watching:

Dimension 20's Neverafter, which is premiering weekly rn (too slow! agonizing!!) and is just beginning, but already getting really fucking good. I keep my copy of Grimms' fairy tales in the bathroom now lol and the stories are crazy. The boy who could not fear had me at the edge of my toilet fr!!

Currently Consuming:

i mean where's the post that's like "autism costs families $60,000 a year" "all that weed im smoking"

Currently Craving:

my boyfriend come back :( when you're here you always put my head back on my shoulders the right way but it gets all messed up every time you leave

i dont think i have anyone to tag but mayve i'll edit & update with a tag later!

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every time someone complains about headcanoning characters as queer i add another one

[daybreaklynx]

i've heard about the steddie boxer au!!...!! and wanted to join because <33 hehe. steve..

this is @/trashpocket4 and @/sungods_healing on twitter au!!!

the steve solo poses are from theposearchives

ofc with t4t steddie because they're so real !

[yotaasuke]

steddie t4t real