#Tinder AU

[atimeofyourlife]

We've met before, it's different now

written for @steddieholidaydrabbles prompt: modern au | rated: t | wc: 995 | cw: mentions/ fear of transphobia | tags: modern au, tinder au, trans steve harrington, transfem steve harrington, trans eddie munson, transmasc eddie munson, pre steddie, first date, t4t steddie Steph is back in Hawkins for the first time since coming out as trans. Robin convinces her to get back on tinder, where she finds Eddie. He's familiar for some reason, but she can't place why

Steph couldn't place how she felt as she laid on Robin's bedroom floor. It was her first time back in Hawkins since coming out. Since her parents had kicked her out, saying that they would never see her as their daughter, she would have to accept her place as their son, the sole Harrington heir. She'd left with Robin for Chicago, where she could reinvent herself. Become the woman she knew she was. But they were back in Hawkins for Christmas, and Joyce and Hopper's wedding, which was happening early in the new year.

Really, she didn't know how to be Steph in Hawkins. Anyone who was unaware of her transition didn't seem to recognize her, even people she'd been friends with in a different time. She'd been right behind Nicole, a girl she'd once dated, in the grocery store. And Nicole turned and looked her straight in the eye and asked if she was new in town. Mark Lewinsky approached her in the parking lot and offered to take her on a date. And every time someone looked at her, she wanted to make herself smaller. To hide away and put on a mask the way she had in order to survive high school.

Now, she was unsure if she wanted to do anything with her time, or to just hide in Robin's room when she wasn't needed elsewhere.

"Come on. I've updated your Tinder profile with new pics and everything. Even if we just sit here and swipe through everyone. But you never know, you might get something out of it." Robin said, dropping onto the floor next to Steph. 

"Fine." Steph rolled her eyes and held her hand out for her phone. She flicked through the photos Robin had chosen. A lot of her favorites, including a thirst trap from the boudoir photo session Robin had gifted her for her birthday, nothing too risque, everything was covered in a bodysuit, but it was a photo that made her feel confident and sexy every time she looked at it. "Okay, lets do it."

The first few were various guys she knew from school, a couple of girls mixed in too. She swiped left on all of them, not that interested. The first one that made her stop wasn't one she was interested in dating. But she was shocked to see Carol Perkins pop up with her interests set to men and women.

"There is no way Carol fucking Perkins is interested in girls." Robin said from where she was looking over Steph's shoulder as she flicked through the photos.

"Tommy's in most of the pictures. I bet they're looking for a third." Steph said, swiping left. "But they know that no self-respecting woman would get into that mess if they knew Tommy was involved, so Carol it is."

"You told me that you had a threesome with them?" Robin asked.

"Yeah, but that was before I knew I was a woman, and at the time I had very little self-respect." Steph replied, and continued swiping.

Robin had got bored of watching Steph swiping through Tinder, so had moved back to her bed to text Vickie. Steph stayed on Tinder, yet to swipe right on anyone, but then one guy caught her eye. A guy with long curly hair, named Eddie. He seemed vaguely familiar, but she couldn't place him. His bio said that he was in a band and played dnd. There was something about him that made her swipe right. She didn't think anything would come from it, and tried not to think on it.

A few hours later, she checked her phone to see a notification from Tinder of there being a match, and Eddie had sent her a message.

Hi. I don't really know what I'm doing with this. I'm back in town for the holidays, and my friends said I should make a profile to try and meet someone. But you are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on.

Steph giggled and blushed at the message. It took her a while to figure out how to respond.

I'm back in town for the holidays as well. My best friend updated my profile for me and said I should start looking even if I swiped left on everyone. You seem pretty cute, and I would love to hear more about this band you play in?

Steph felt that she and Eddie really hit it off, messaging each other for a while everyday. They talked about almost everything, and were even planning a date at Benny's. But Steph couldn't help feeling nervous. What if Eddie couldn't accept her being trans? What if everything went wrong and she got hurt, or outed, or worse?

She decided on a basic outfit, a comfy sweater over jeans. Feeling that anything fancier would make her overdressed for a date at a diner.  She still felt nervous, but she was sharing her location with Robin so someone would know if anything went sour.

On the date with Eddie, everything felt so real. Time seemed to fly by, and they were talking for hours. She found out that he was also living in Chicago, so they could continue to see each other.

"I graduated from Hawkins High three years ago. I hated everyday that I was stuck there " Eddie said.

"You graduated a year after me, but your profile said you're a year older than me?" Steph asked, frowning. She still couldn't place him.

"I uh. I got held back a couple times. Shit happened. It was a hard time for me."

"I feel like I should know you, but I don't remember you from school."

"The thing is, I've not always been Eddie." He said, looking nervous. "I had a different name, and I looked a lot different too."

It took a moment for Steph to realize what he was implying. "That's okay. I get it, because I've not always been Steph."

[birgittesilverbae]

tinder au hehe let's ignite this FIYAH

unedited sneak peek

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Ava hadn't been lying; her bedroom is indeed much tidier than the shared space had been. Not that Beatrice gets much time to take it in; one moment she's lingering in the doorway looking up at an accent wall painted with sun-dappled waves and the next Ava's leading her forward by the hands as she backs towards the bed.

Ava settles herself on the edge of the mattress and leans back on her hands, gaze sweeping up and down the length of Beatrice's body. Beatrice holds firm under the pressure of those dark eyes. Assessment, at least, is painfully familiar to her.

For all the weighing and measuring Beatrice imagines in her gaze, Ava doesn't seem to find her wanting. If the soft curl of her mouth is anything to go by, at least. She pushes back upright and holds her hands out to Beatrice, palms up.

Beatrice takes them, finds herself tugged down into Ava's lap. She settles awkwardly astride Ava's bare thighs, shifting to find a comfortable position, to avoid looking too closely at all those miles of bare skin. Something presses hard into the inside of her knee where it settles against Ava's hip, digs into the bruise that's lain there since her last aikido practice, and she winces. "Is that a phone in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?"

"Both," Ava says with a laugh, and, "Sorry." She wriggles beneath Beatrice in an attempt to wrestle the phone from where it sticks out of a too-small pocket.

[stonecoldhedwig]

December's Valentine (on AO3)

Sometimes, a one-night-stand with a guy off Tinder is just that: a one-night-stand. No lasting feelings, no strings attached. It's the kind of thing that's easy to get your head around when you're trying to get your heart around the end of a relationship. Sometimes, it's not that simple. Sometimes, you're a journalist, and you get assigned to write a piece on an up-and-coming restaurateur, who just might be that one-night-stand from Tinder that you can't stop thinking about. And sometimes, to make matters worse, the two of you get snowed in... Or: Lily shags James, and thinks she'll never see him again. Right? Wrong.

[hp-fanfic-archive]

Andrew, 38 by hippocrates460 Pairing: Harry/Severus Rating: E Word Count: 25k Podfic available here Read by: JocundaSykes Length: 3-4 hours Harry is divorced, two-thirds of his children are at Hogwarts, and he's ready to start dating again. Ideally, someone who has no idea who he is. Lily suggests he should try Tinder and Harry is not a coward. This is the story of how Severus and Harry meet again after 20 years.

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[jamietheloml]

jegulus tinder au where james and regulus match (james messages first, obvi) and slowly start falling for one another. reg refuses to believe he’s actually catching feelings for someone he met on tinder and his friends tease him so much about it. james’ friends give him a hard time about being in there but support him always.

they decide to meet in person (at a cafe, low risk) and the second james sees regulus it’s over, he’s in love. they end up having a date that lasts throughout the whole day and decide to keep seeing each other. except sirius doesn’t know that it’s his brother james is starting to date, because james refuses to show any pictures (too many arguments about his previous taste in people). also sirius doesn’t know he has a brother (cause regulus is trans, ftm).

[hufflebibin]

Here are some assets for my new fic, being posted as soon as I figure out how to get this photos into my fic! For now, a little teaser.

[kanthonyficrecs]

Featured Fic (Modern AU)

thank u, next by Moomin_94 Rating: T Status: Complete Summary: Edwina has decided it’s time for Kate to get back on the horse, metaphorically and literally, and sets Kate up a tinder profile, a little fish called Anthony gets stuck on the hook

[tatiyatesuli]

💯

I'm so sorry it took me so long to see this! I think it was something about sharing 100 words for a WIP right? Okay, so here we go

Chrissy was a mess when she found Jason in the waiting room, sweaty and breathless, feeling like she was holding her own heart in her hands. Her mom was there too, which was odd but she had no time or energy to wonder why.

“Where is she?” she asked, holding Jason by his elbows instead of falling into his arms like he probably assumed she would. There was no time for hugs.

“For God’s sake, Christine, calm down! She’s perfectly fine, it was nothing.” Laura interjected before Jason could open his mouth, not trying to keep her eyes from rolling.

[the-junebugg]

Just reread the tindr au and now im staring out the window like a housewife waiting for her husband to return from war.

i can't make any promises but please know that i do hope to finish it one day!

[rainy-nomad]

Late for mermay? Early for mermay? no, I say mermay is today! I really wanted to draw them as fish and I could not wait until May so I present... Janumaid

[222col]

https://www.tumblr.com/222col/761602995000639488/patrick-meeting-you-on-tinder-a-younger-girl-too

and imagine he becomes obsessed with you. wont stop texting you, showing up to bars you’re at, constantly touching you when you’re around😈😈

you knew what you were signing up for with patrick. a one time fuck, an instagram follow and maybe a ‘u up?’ text once in a blue moon. but that wasn’t the case, patrick had become obsessed. more obsessed than you knew what to do with. you went for the older, egotistical guy purely for the sex, thought it would be an easy fuck that you could get your fix and move on from. but patrick’s texts started blowing up your phone only two days later.

patrick: hey princess wanna get a drink?

patrick: let me fuck that pretty pussy again

patrick: come sit on my dick pretty girl

patrick: cmonnn i need to taste u

every one of them you ignored. you weren’t there to become patrick zweig’s personal fuck toy. yeah, the sex was good, but christ. the man was obsessed. you were keeping your friend company during her shift at the bar she worked at when patrick first showed up. the tagged location on your instagram story. “you should be more careful, princess.” he’d whisper in your ear. you, of course, end up fucking him again that night. he’s charming, and you have needs. but it only makes patrick more pussy whipped.

“need to see you again.” patrick mumbles into the skin of your neck, both still heaving in the musty back seat of his car. “i’m right here.” you joke, slipping back into your clothes. “let me take you out.” you only scoff, putting on your shoes and getting out the car. “bye, patrick!”

patrick: i need you.

patrick: please let me fuck u again

it’s degrading, the levels patrick has fallen to in his obsession with you. he rarely wants to sleep with the same girl twice, let alone begging to fuck her a third time. he finds himself stalking your social media, waiting around bars he knows you go to, desperate to feel you again. it’s when he finds you in a club that he knows he’s fucked. he craves you. watching your mini skirt hitch up your thighs as you dance with your friends. he’s never seen anyone, anything, like it, like you. his hands are all over you when he reaches you on the dance floor, lips on your skin. fingers hooking underneath your clothes, hips rolling against yours. all it takes is for you to lean up and kiss him and he’s dragging you to the bathrooms.

he’s on his knees, in the stall, face buried in your cunt. he’s high off the taste of you, wants to worship every inch of you. fucks you hard against the door, bruises your face holding in your moans. “want to get caught? want everyone to see what a little slut you are, huh?” patrick whispers into your ear, hands tight around your thighs, holding you up flush against his skin. he loves marking you, loves seeing the pink of your cheeks when he slaps you. he jerks off everytime he sees a hickey from him on your skin peeking into the selfie you posted on instagram. his teeth are in your shoulder, biting down, hard.

“can’t fucking get enough of you.” patrick almost groans as he pulls his jeans back up. he feels himself get hard again when he sees the bite mark on your shoulder sticking out through the straps of your top. all you do is smirk at him, kiss his lips again and dart back off to your friends.

patrick: please let me take u on a date

[ohmygraves]

it started off as a prank.

soap and gaz were fooling around, really. nothing too serious, not expecting much from it. hell, the account was in soap's phone. ghost didn't even know anything about it.

the two created a tinder account for the lieutenant, just to see what kind of people would be so inclined to message a masked man like him.

photos were taken candidly, most of it from soap's own stash (don't ask). something more serious was cropped from group pictures, from either the bar or during a mission. gaz thought of the introduction, with little embellishments to make it more ridiculous. the goal was to see how many would swipe right to the scary, masked lieutenant.

of course, the sergeants were surprised to see so many match notifications, to the point that soap's phone would just erupt with notification sounds, even during briefings. safe to say, the poor scot got in trouble, and ended up turning off the notification for the app.

most of the matches seems to be coming from a place of lust, a lot of requests of one night stands or fuck buddies (what is it with people who liked masked men, the two thought). many seemed very forward and to the point with what they wanted. it was ridiculous trying to scroll through the first messages and reading them one by one.

but then there's you.

you: hello, i feel like i've seen you before. are you staying at the base near (location)?

soap and gaz thought your first message was interesting. it could be that you knew the lieutenant somewhere, or had seen him at least once. you seem to be a real person too, judging from your profile. photos of you indicated as such.

gaz wanted to call it quits, ghosts you just like every other match that they received, but soap wanted to take it a step further, even if gaz was completely against the idea. bickering for a while, soap ended up sending a text, and that's how you started talking to "ghost".

ghost: yeah. do i know you from somewhere?

soap had expected it to be a flirting attempt, though he was surprised to see an actual answer.

you: oh, i think i've seen you a few times outside of the base.

you: i frequent the café nearby ^^

oh, you're so cute and innocent, soap kinda felt bad for lying now.

ghost: i see

ghost: perhaps i'll see you sometime too? ;)

soap got addicted to posing as ghost. the two of you texted back and forth during his break, sometimes even at night. soap stayed up and missed some sleep just for some elaborate joke that kept going and going, and gaz was just tuning into the drama too.

everything was fun at first, not everyday the scot got to roleplay as the lieutenant, especially since the man was such a dry texter. it was funny trying to come up with an awkward reply or even just flat messages when talking to you. you were just so nice and oblivious to it though.

soap nearly lost his marbles when you asked to meet up in the cafe near the base, and asked when it was possible. you knew that soldiers frequently are given a leave, so perhaps "ghost" would love to meet you when he had the time. the scot was sure that he went too far this time, earning "i told you so" look from gaz even when he's clearly also enjoying the shenanigans.

they decided that it's finally time to come clean to the man in question.

ghost, of course, was furious. not only that this was a violation of privacy, soap and gaz had wasted a random person's time because of some elaborate joke that went too far. now they even want to meet with him too.

soap thought that the only way to fix this was just to inform you as well. it was only fair as you're also affected by this. hell, he didn't even know that his "casual" flirting (which was a loose term considering ghost's texting habits that soap adapted for this roleplay) would be enjoyed by someone, even getting the lieutenant a date too. the scot insisted that you two still meet anyway, and that he would be there too to apologize.

ghost, of course, was definitely against it. he had been dragged into this against his will, and it's not like he had the time too. why would he entertain the two sergeants who got him into this mess—

but perhaps just a cup of tea with a beautiful person like you would be nice... perhaps...

reluctantly, ghost agreed to the date, letting soap talk to you to set up a time and place. while looking at your pictures and the past conversations, he didn't seem to mind that he's now on some sort of a blind date...

[strangersatellites]

best friends steve and eddie who think it would be funny to have a fake engagement photo shoot and send out wedding invitations and a gift registry to famous people.

best friends steve and eddie who get a keurig from oprah, a knife set from samuel l. jackson, a set of wine glasses from tony hawk, and a plethora of other household items they’d been eyeing for their shared apartment with robin and nancy and laugh so hard they can’t breathe.

best friends steve and eddie who keep up the charade and swindle free cake samples out of all of the local bakeries and eat cake until they’re sick.

best friends steve and eddie who know they’d be the talk of the town attending their high school reunion back home hand in hand and don’t see the issue with keeping it up a little longer.

girlfriends robin and nancy wondering how long steve has to keep wearing his ring around the house and eddie has to keep referring to him as his fiancé to their friends before they figure out that maybe it’s not pretend anymore. maybe it never was.

[luzeiin]

i think childe would be the kind of guy who posts pictures of him holding fishes he caught on socmed/dating apps (except when he does it's kind of cute because he just genuinely enjoys fishing and gets very excited about it)

[socksandbuttons]

How would little Eclipse and Blood Moon react if they saw someone trying to flirt (properly) with their father?

They'd be disgusted and confused if anything. They're not very supportive of KC getting a love life.

[hellcheerficdatabase]

roll in the sand with a rock 'n' roll man

Author: rose_n_gunses

Rating/Warning: Explicit, referenced ED

Chapter Count: 2/2

Description: “Have you matched with anyone on Tinder yet?” Tammy dropped down onto the couch next to Chrissy.

Chrissy looked up from her mindless Instagram scrolling and blinked. “Uh. No. I got super busy this week and haven’t really been on there.”

“Let’s do it now!” Tammy flapped her hand eagerly toward Chrissy’s phone. “I wanna watch.” She leaned her cheek on Chrissy’s shoulder as she swiped through guys on Tinder.

Left. Left. Left. A pause. Left. Left. Right. Left. An eyebrow raise. Right. Right. Left. Left. Right.

“Oh my god!” Tammy screeched in Chrissy’s ear.

Chrissy almost jumped out of her skin. “What?!”

Tammy snatched her phone and squinted at the profile on the screen. “It’s Eddie!”

-OR-

Chrissy goes on a Tinder date with a guy her friends met at the beach.

Tags: Alternate Universe- no vecna, alternate universe- modern au, tinder au, Chrissy has good friends, fluff, all of them are her hype men, heavy flirting, first date, alternating POV, two-shot, status: completed