#cheatghost

[qomrades]

I wish we had been friends when we were younger. We could’ve had more time. I need more time. I need more time with you. Come back to me. I need more time. I need more time. I need more time. I need more time.

Art of by @cheatghost ‘s series bright things, one of the most beautiful fic series I’ve ever read in my life.

[snowangeldotmp3]

earthbender steve ⁉️

literally just got done working on some earthbender steve so OF COURSE i have some for u lou. earthbender steve came to me in a Vision...

The thing about earthbending, Steve realizes, is that even though it comes natural to him—like breathing—he is not as good as he thought he was. He’s coming to that conclusion more and more, lately. Which, by all means, is fine by him. Means he isn’t as lonely as he used to be. Watching Max and Robin work on technique and where to use it and how to feel the earth beneath her feet—the vibrations reverberating in the ground—Steve can safely say: he hadn’t thought of that one.

make me write <3

[stevethehairington]

mack! <3 i hear steve can't bake?

louuuu!! tysm for sending this in!! 💕 he sure can't!! and poor robin's the next victim to find out!!

It’s Robin who fucks it all up, naturally. She’s been upstairs with Nancy the whole time, not that Eddie had known that. Had he been aware, this surely would have played out much differently. But alas. The pair of them come trotting down the stairs with Robin in the lead — probably following her nose. That girl could put a Basset Hound to shame the way she can sniff things out. Steve’s brownies may not taste good, but there’s no denying how they smell. And Robin must have caught a whiff as she passed by the stairs to the basement.

wip wednesday

[kkpwnall]

hello yes i have arrived with numbers 8, 18, and 28 please! <3

hi hello my darlingest louseph cheatghost!!

in order:

send me a number 1-100 and i’ll tell you the song it corresponds with on my top 100 playlist

[jonathanbiers]

for the wip game: thirst 🤨 breath 😏 hold 🫣

i can't believe i never talk about thirst. preposterous. unacceptable

from stargyle spring prompt, (it is july. i live in shame.)

Still, he misses Steve’s mouth the moment it’s gone, even if it means he has a chance to cool down a bit. Even if it means he gets to hear how wrecked Steve’s voice is when he says, breathless, “Wanna fuck you.” 

from beggin for a peggin,

Eddie tries to let her know, tell her how good he feels, how good she makes him feel, but words are too hard to form when he can’t seem to focus on anything for more than half a second. The hand still in his hair doesn’t help, grip tightening as she holds his head down. Every one of Nancy’s movements means a little tug on his hair, goosebumps raising on his skin.

[wynnyfryd]

Steddie comfort read rec list <3

i asked y'all to tell me your most re-read fics and once again got tupperware avalanche.gif-ed, so. for your viewing pleasure, please find below the cut in alphabetical order because i will apparently not being doing any actual work at work today the full rec list thus far:

a special privilege for the resurrected by theopteryx E | 56k | recced by @pennyplainknits

Among the Wildflowers by ParadimeShifts (@paradimeshifts7) E | 28k | recced by @thefreakandthehair

baby what's your blood type? (is it mine?) by cheatghost T | 5k | recced by @steddie-island

bear hugs by steddieas_shegoes (@steddieas-shegoes) E | 41k WIP | recced by @thefreakandthehair

butter, sugar, and northern mockingbirds. by througheden (@thefreakandthehair) E | 17k | recced by @just-my-latest-hyperfixation

call me sunshine, send me to space by steddieas_shegoes (@steddieas-shegoes) E | 90k | recced by @mugloversonly

carve your name into my chest by hexiewrites (@hexiewrites) E | 43k | recced by @thefreakandthehair

Critical Hit by AidaRonan (@aidaronan) E | 7k | recced by @steddie-island

Cut and Changed and Rearranged by AidaRonan (@aidaronan) T | 11k | recced by @pennyplainknits

Date me instead by Zhuletta E | 44k | recced by @thefreakandthehair

Dustin Henderson and the Lovebirds by pukner (@pukner) G | 10k | recced by @steddie-island

i come back to the place you are by pizzabones E | 212k | recced by @mugloversonly

i don't know, you figure it out by wynnyfryd E | 61k WIP | recced by @steddie-island

i've been having a horrible time pulling myself together by deadratz (@munsonkitten) E | 75k | recced by @thefreakandthehair

Keep it Steady, Eddie by outofmygourd E | 105k | recced by @mugloversonly

laughing at the broken glass by mustlovesteve (@mustlovesteve) M | 151k | recced by @bumblebeecuttlefishes

No Fairy Tale Ever Started This Way by ElliottRook E | 7k | recced by @steddie-island

Pas de Deux by Malikat22 (@malikat24601) E | 90k | recced by @br0ck-eddie

relax (lay it back) by wynnyfryd and Gorgeousgreymatter (@gorgeousgreymatter-x) and podfic by flintandfuss (@flintandfuss) E | 12k | recced by @just-my-latest-hyperfixation

Saltwater Prayer by Asgardian_Pirate E | 54k | recced by @thefreakandthehair

Sanctuary by SpicedSage E | 47k | recced by @pennyplainknits and @messessentialist

Signed, Sealed, Delivered (I'm Yours) by steddieasitgoes (@steddieasitgoes) M | 61k | recced by @thefreakandthehair

so let's sneak in from the cheap seats, honey by pricklywhicket (@messessentialist) E | 14k | recced by @steddie-island

Someone who cares by Just_my_latest_hyperfixation (@just-my-latest-hyperfixation) E | 84k | recced by @mugloversonly

start by pulling him out of the fire by pricklywhicket (@messessentialist) E | 85k | recced by @steddieas-shegoes

The Shire is NOT on Fire by kissesforcas (@kissesforcas) E | 54k | recced by @frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe

Tuesday's Gone With the Wind by thisapplepielife (@thisapplepielife) E | 184k | recced by @wormdebut

wouldn't it be nice (if we could wake up) by kissesforcas (@kissesforcas) E | 130k | recced by @pennyplainknits

Your Biggest Fan by LexiRoseWrites (@lexirosewrites) E | 47k | recced by @mugloversonly

[sleepy-steve]

hiii do you have any fave steddie fics you love and could recommend? I love anything and Long fics, but also especially h/c. I'm kind of a newbie to reading fics about them but read a really long Chrissy/Eddie one long ago <3 steddie seems like the summer IT ship I need tbh. thank you if u see this, and I love your blog u seem super cool! have a great day

hello!! thanks so much, here's a few off the top of my head:

the lathe by @palmviolet (this is my absolute favourite, i think about it all the time.)

sub-culture by @palmviolet

a coat of paint by @songbvrd (this was the first steddie fic i ever read, so shout out to this one for starting me on the steddie brain rot and turning me into the person i am now.)

show me the place where he inserted the blade by @cheatghost (and the others in that series. this fic made me sob.)

the moon turns gold by @pearynice (also anything by pearynice too.)

and some authors who i love: @wynnyfryd @steddieas-shegoes @sp0o0kylights @steviewashere @frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe @steddielations @loveinhawkins

hope this is what you were looking for and happy reading!!

[fastcardotmp3]

“Where am I going?”

“Eddie—”

“Give me the goddamn room number or— or doctor’s name or— fuckin’—”

“Just slow down, take a breath, okay?” Nancy Wheeler is a level presence, which is ironic Eddie thinks, considering he’s watched her commit multiple felonies even outside of an active apocalyptic situation. 

She’s holding his hand, but he can’t feel it past the aching numbness of uncertainty running through his veins. She’s talking to him as she leads him through the lobby and towards a bank of industrial silver elevators, but he can’t hear her over the chaos of the past hour. 

He was on the air when he got the page, a mug of coffee in hand since he isn’t used to DJing the early morning shows quite yet and a quite frankly sick lineup of songs ready to help his listeners start the day.  

He was on air, still, when his vocal cords seized up, when he left dead air hanging for a full three seconds before his co-host was able to jump in and take over for him. 

He was on air, when his pager buzzed on the desk and he was on air, too, when the little window screamed—

911-STEVE

—and then he wasn’t on air anymore. 

Eddie didn’t grab his coat, which he doesn’t even realize until this moment, striding down the endless halls of Community North on Nancy’s heels. 

He didn’t do much of anything, he doesn’t think, can’t even recall whether or not he explained where he was going, why he was leaving work in the middle of the show, why his hands were trembling and his voice cracking and his breath stuttering. 

A 911 page and a call at a payphone just long enough to find out which hospital, Nance I can be there— I’ll be there, and Eddie blacked out, went into full autopilot, almost slipped on black ice in the parking lot twice and cursed the insurance company for not letting him get a new prosthesis for another two months at least four times after that and drove. 

He doesn’t remember driving. He doesn’t remember parking. 

He’s going to wonder, later, whether or not he locked his truck or even shut the goddamn door before he came barreling in through the ER entrance, but right now all he cares about is this—

“Nance, was it his head? Did he— Or burns, was it burns—?”

Nancy grabs him by both shoulders and drags him to a stop square in front of a door with the blinds drawn over the narrow window. She looks him in the eye. 

If Steve were dead, she wouldn’t be looking him in the eye.

steddie | 2.6k words | rated T | angst with a happy ending

Steve is injured in a fire. His ex-boyfriend gets a call. It was supposed to be easier this way. 

read on ao3

🩵for my beloved louseph @cheatghost whom I am grateful to have met in this corner of the internet every single day of my silly little life, please accept this as the Biggest Warmest Kiss during these cold, cold months 🩵

[judasofsuburbia]

several sentences sunday📝

tagged by my utmost beloveds @fastcardotmp3 @onthewaytosomewhere @fragilecapric0rnn @thighzp @kkpwnall and @tailsbeth-writes <33

here are some sentences from a canon divergence au where henry and alex see each other for the first time in a decade after divorcing from other people!! hope you enjoy<3

Henry bites the corner of his bottom lip, like he’s steeling himself up to say something. Alex ponders briefly what it could possibly be when Henry throws any possibilities Alex could have come up with out the window. “Would you like a nightcap at mine?” “What?” Alex blanches. “Unless you have work tomorrow, of course. Or would rather get home. But…offer stands if neither of those are true.” “You want me to come over?” Alex repeats. “For a drink, yes,” Henry says, more nervously than before.  Alex stares at him for a long while. They get escorted to the side because other people are trying to leave the building and they’re actively blocking the door.  “Do you think that’s a good idea?” Alex says finally. It makes him sound 22 again, heartbroken and lovesick over this man.   Henry considers this before nodding once. “I do. We could…stand to not be alone tonight, don’t you think?”

tagging with no pressure and utmost love:

@cheatghost @snowangeldotmp3 @figthefruitfaeth @butchhorse

@seths-rogens @0npurpose @blueeyedgrlwrites @incalamity

@piratefalls @anincompletelist @priincebutt @thinkof-england

@caterpills @tinyarmedtrex @aforgottennymph @suseagull04

@firenati0n @guillermosfamiliar @anti-homophobia-cheese

[fragilecapric0rnn]

Anyway, It's About Old Friends

Steddie When Harry Met Sally AU || Complete

Chapter 6: 1999, Part 2

Eddie leans down and kisses him. Slow and deep, a hand traveling down Steve’s body, calloused fingers softly brushing over the lightly puckering skin, scars of a time that feels so far, almost like it wasn't his life. Because this is his life, what he should have been doing, There should have never been a part of his life where he wasn’t wrapped up in everything that is Eddie Munson.

Everything changes.

This is it! The end of an era!

((this is the chapter that earns the E rating just BTW))

An epilogue will be uploaded as it's own installment! Thank you to anyone and everyone who took the time to read/comment/bookmark/think about/talk about/recommend this fic!

Shoutout to my boys;

@kkpwnall @cheatghost @judasofsuburbia @fastcardotmp3 @figthefruitfaeth

@snowangeldotmp3 @gideoncharov

Thank you for always encouraging me, both with this fic, all of my works, and in life!!!! I could cry, I can't believe this fic is over!!!!

It was a labor of love, devotion, and an homage to the best romantic comedy every made, my home, and these two idiots who have owned my heart since summer of 2022 💓

[cherrycoloredfaith]

Finished the incredible Somethin’ Stupid by @cheatghost yesterday and I just had to draw clown Eddie <3

It took my everything not to give him the nose too

[thefreakandthehair]

Hi friends! It's that time again! I'm so excited to host this Summer Spicy Six Fanworks Challenge! The past couple seasonal challenges have been such a blast, and I can't wait to see what people come up with this time around!

Here are the rules: 

Must include at least one member of the Spicy Six. Don't feel pressured to include everyone, of course. You can focus on just Steddie, just Ronance, just Jargyle, really any combo OR no pairings at all. Chrissy is also included! (I know that makes seven– I just don't want to change the title, honestly.)

There are two links below, one for dialogue prompts and one for more general prompts. Please either DM me at thefreakandthehair or comment which prompt you’d like! 

More than one person can claim the same prompt if it’s for a different pairing/character/grouping or if it’s for a different medium (i.e.: a prompt can be claimed for a fic by one person, and the same prompt can be claimed for a fanart by someone else).

Claiming more than one prompt is allowed, so long as they are for different fics/artworks and you’re confident that you’ll finish more than one!

No word count minimum or maximum for fics. 

Posting will run throughout the entire month of August, so anytime between August 1, 2023 - August 31, 2023. Additional posting details here!

When you post, please use the tag LexsSummerFanworksChallenge and tag me so I can see and reblog it!

Please feel free to reblog to spread and signal boost.

Dialogue Prompts Here

Inspiration Prompts Here

tagging those who've been along for the ride before or who expressed interest/writing/art pals! @starrystevie @stargyles @hexiewrites @stevecarrington @stevethehairington @steveshairychest @withacapitalp @stevesbipanic @fruityfour @fruityfourgalore @sharpbutsoft @judasofsuburbia @sparklyslug @toburnup @strawberryspence @fragilecapric0rnn @sparkle-fiend @unclewaynemunson @undreaming-fanfiction @riality-check @legitcookie @sidekick-hero @cheatghost @kkpwnall @aidaronan @flowercrowngods @gothbat99 @pizzaqueen @hammity-hammer @bmodiwrites @patheticgirlsteve @misspanicdead @capriciouslyterminal @aringofsalt @barbienheimer @steddieasitgoes @horsegirleddiemunson @maxinemaxmayfield @daysarestranger @henderdads @eddieunbanished @nostalgicbones @delta-piscium @scoops-stevie @steves-strapcollection @scarcrossdlvrs @inairbinad @patchworkgargoyle @ahhrenata @dazedandinked

[snowangeldotmp3]

hello hello werewolf nancy pleeeaaaaaseeee? <3

louseph!! i have some werewolf nancy just for u !

Nancy makes a noise, low and animalistic, in the back of her throat.

Robin stops, slowly placing the glass of water back down on the counter.

Did she just…?

“Nancy, was that—”

She can see Nancy’s face reddening, wide eyes staring at Robin, like she didn’t even know she could make that noise, either. “Don’t.”

Robin can’t help it. She smiles. “Did you just growl?”

“Shut up,” Nancy warns as seriously as she can with a tomato red face.

“I’m not making fun of you, I swear!” Robin grins, Nancy crosses her arms, eyes narrowing and shooting daggers into Robin. “It’s just, I don’t know…It’s cute…”

bully me into writing

[stevethehairington]

ohoho hello! may i request head over heels down bad and such and such? <3

hiya lou!! ty for the ask!! 💕

an excellent choice, i must say 😂 and even better, i am literally about to post the finished fic!! sooo for now i will give you a lil sneak peak of some lines i've already written!

“Do you need me to call someone?” Robin calls from behind the counter, where she’s moved towards the phone. Her hand hovers above it as she waits for her next cue. “A doctor? Wayne?” “No, no!” Eddie cries out, sticking his hand out to stop her. He does not need a doctor, and adding Wayne to this mix would be grounds for Eddie to move states, countries, continents. There’s no god damn way Wayne would let him live this down. Jesus. No. “I’m fine, I am totally, completely, one hundred percent fine. A-okay. Fit as a fiddle. Right as rain. Cool as a cucumber. Loose as a goose.” He’s still talking. Why is he still talking?

wip wednesday

[kkpwnall]

HI KK DEAREST BELOVED <33 top five lighthouses?

LOU!!!!! hi hello dearest darling!! thank you for the invitation to indulge in my obsession. this is gonna be a combo of fave lighthouses / fave lighthouse pics based purely on vibes

cape st elias lighthouse in alaska - just LOOK at that lantern room and those diamond panes of glass fitted together (photo cred)

2. minots ledge lighthouse, maine - it's built on a little spit of an island that's covered by water more often than not, it's legit just the lighthouse out in the open sea (photo cred)

3. any great lakes lighthouse, especially when they're covered in ice - fun fact, michigan has the most lighthouses of any us state at 151, and they're some of the most dangerous (photo cred)

4. the chenal du four lighthouse, brittany, france - i want to go to there and be battered by the waves (photo cred)

5. and the bitch who started it all, the tourlitis lighthouse in andros, greece - it makes me want to quit it all and wander out into the sea (photo cred)

sleepover asks

[jonathanbiers]

hello may i have some fic lore please. i am requesting a dvd commentary analysis of your favorite ever scene you've written. please and thank you and only if you feel like it <3

EVER WRITTEN? OOOH. uhhhh my favorite scene i've ever written has not been published yet (and may not ever? it's. complicated. but i won't talk about it in detail i'm so sorry) and while my favorite fic in general that i've written, like, with the whole thing taken into consideration is from the tone of your voice, i've talked about my favorite scenes from that one multiple times before, so i'll give you my 2nd fave.

which is from part one of the steddie fic i actually finished last week, which i affectionately refer to as "eyeliner steve" because that's a lot shorter than you're shooting stars from your eyes (it drives me crazy, drives me wild). i'll put the excerpt and my rambling under a read more because i will be quoting whole paragraphs, oops. also it's nsfw, so there's that.

so first of all, the alley scene in part one was the very second image that popped into my mind when, way back in SEPTEMBER, i had the conversation with @jeysuso that inspired me to write this whole entire ass fic. i really wanted to make it so obvious that, sure, while the idea behind the fic was basically "omg what if steve wore eyeliner and eddie fucked him till he cried" (happens in part 2 👀👀👀) this is still an established relationship where they're very much in love, talkin gomez and morticia level whipped and horny for each other. but the scene itself starts in the hideout:

The first time in a few weeks that Steve’s free to make it to Corroded Coffin’s show at The Hideout, there he is in the crowd, eyes rimmed with black and sticking out like a sore thumb in a teal polo. He’s got his denim jacket—he bought it because it reminds him of Eddie when they’re apart, he says—draped over his arm and he’s singing along to Eddie’s every word, knows all the lyrics by heart. He insists Corroded Coffin is the greatest metal band of all time, and Eddie knows it’s because they’re the only metal band Steve likes, but how supportive he is makes Eddie’s heart sing anyway. 

i think after time (which it isn't stated but i wrote this with the idea they'd have been dating for a year, maybe two) steve would adopt little eddie-esque pieces into his wardrobe, but definitely not in a "becoming someone else" way where he's donning a new style he's never previously had any interest in for himself. just something simple, so i chose a denim jacket, which would remind him of eddie's vest, and maybe he'd have a little corroded coffin pin on it or something. but he's still going to show up to eddie's show in what he's comfortable in, and eddie would never ever want him to change just to fit in with *his* crowd or whatever. i really like the sweet little moment i wrote to get that across, when eddie spots him in the crowd.

And Then 😈😈😈 the alley.

After the show, before Eddie can so much as get his lit cigarette between his lips, Steve is cornering him against the brick wall between the emergency exit and the dumpster, clinging to his sweat-soaked t-shirt and kissing him like he’ll just die if they part. Eddie’s come to expect this by now. He doesn’t get it, but Steve seems to love how he gets after shows, how he’s all sweaty and flushed and breathing hard and— Okay, yeah, maybe he does get it.  That doesn’t mean he’s any less amused about it as he carefully holds the still-lit cigarette at a safe distance. Eddie’s free arm snakes around Steve’s waist, pulling him as close as he can and eagerly swallowing down the sound Steve makes at the contact, using the opportunity to get his tongue inside his mouth. Steve one-ups him, because of course he does, sucking on Eddie’s tongue until he starts to feel like his jeans fit a bit tighter than they had before. 

if i had money to commission someone to draw a scene from any of my works, this would be my 2nd choice (behind the shotgunning scene in fttoyv with steve in argyle's lap but again. i've talked abt that one)

this kind of starts off the dynamic i keep in mind through the whole thing, which is: steve gets his way, eddie knows this, and wouldn't change a thing. even if eddie is technically filling the more "dominant" role, steve is the one in control of what's happening, and eddie loves giving him exactly what he wants, even (especially) if he can tease him before getting there. which also happens later. 👀

When Steve finally breaks away, it’s only because he’s trailing more kisses along Eddie’s jawline and down his neck. Eddie tilts his head, gives him some room, and has to suppress a shudder when he feels Steve’s tongue on his skin, licking a line up his neck. It shouldn’t turn him on like this but it does, he knows he’s all sweaty and gross but he also knows Steve loves it. He has it confirmed when Steve’s lips brush against the shell of his ear around a whisper of, “Eddie, you looked so fuckin’ hot tonight, under all those lights...” 

i got called out in my dms by a lovely friend for this paragraph ghfjkjgk don't look at me too close. anyway. my point here is that steve has a sweat kink. maybe i'm projecting. that's my business

Before Eddie can even get a chance to respond, Steve is sinking to his knees on the pavement, and all the words fade right off the tip of his tongue. It’s well into the night but his eyes have had enough time to adjust, and between the distant streetlights, the full moon, and the neon red of the sign above the emergency exit, he can see the man in front of him very clearly. And what a pretty picture he makes, kiss-swollen lips and disheveled hair and that fucking eyeliner, all tinted in red as he leans in to mouth at the obvious tent in the fabric of Eddie’s jeans. 

i don't even think i need to comment on this one because i just? yeah. that image. steve on his knees <3 i love it as much as steve in laps <3

but behind the curtains, we have steve doing what he does throughout the entirety of this fic, which is intentionally pushing eddie's buttons in order to get what he wants, which of course he eventually does. because they are equally as weak for each other, and steve knows he's hot. also i hc eddie's favorite color as red? but that's just me, and even if you disagree, we all know red is sexy lighting.

i really don't even have that much more to say about it ghdjgdk i'm really proud of this. and of course there's some good stuff immediately following 😈😈