#eddie munson ask me anything

[eddiemunsonaskme]

Alright, listen. You can say a lot about me that's probably true, but this is too far.

I'm not a liar.

[smeddiemunson]

(part 1 here) (part 2 here)

Gareth, in a feat of truly impressive self-restraint, lasted all the way through their band practise before asking.

The four of them packed into Eddie’s van. Gareth had ultimate dibs on the front seat since he’d known Eddie the longest, despite being in different grades. 

“So,” he said, breaking the expectant silence. “Steve Harrington?” 

Eddie groaned and let his head thunk against the steering wheel, not even flinching when the horn sounded. “Please don’t.” 

“Nah, man. It’s all good,” Jeff soothed as he leaned through the gap between the front seats. “We’ve not got a problem with it, but Harrington? Really? Not exactly your type.” 

Eddie laughed humourlessly. “You don’t even know the half of it.”

Gareth turned in his seat to share a loaded look with the two sat in the back as Eddie started the van. They were planning to find out the all of it.

“And you guys just don’t have a problem with it?” Eddie asked once they were well on the road to Loch Nora. “I know you don’t exactly have the best memories of him from school.”

Eddie tapped his fingers against the steering wheel in a rhythm that didn’t even match the tape that was playing quietly. He was nervous and Eddie hated being anything other than completely sure of himself. 

“You’re right, we don’t have the best memories of him, but the guy saved your life, Eddie,” Gareth reminded him gently. 

It was the worst phone call he’d ever received in his life. He couldn’t imagine getting another one like it. Wayne on the other end, breathing shakily as he told Gareth that Eddie was in the hospital, that he wasn’t waking up but that he was going to be okay and that he thought Eddie would really like it if his best friends, his brothers, were there when he woke up. 

It had been hard seeing Eddie like that, small, frail and paler than usual, no rings or battle vest, no Eddie. Steve and Wayne had been sat at his bedside, both just staring into the middle distance, when they had filtered into the room. Gareth remembered so vividly the sinking feeling that he felt at the quiet. Eddie hated the quiet, he was never quiet. 

And maybe it had been the wrong thing to do, to interrupt Steve and Wayne in such a way, but Gareth knew Eddie. Wayne, for all he tried, never really understood his nephew and Steve was clearly a new development.

So he started talking. He talked about school, about the assignment he was working on, and he talked about the girl that worked behind the counter of Camelot, and he talked about his mom chewing him out for almost crashing her car. Jeff and Grant, who knew exactly what he was doing, picked up the thread when it sounded like he was running out of steam. 

He just couldn’t stand to let Eddie exist like that.

Gareth owed him that much. Gareth owed him everything.

Eddie who had stood on lunch tables and made himself the centre of attention, the target, when Gareth couldn’t fight off the tears after getting an F on his history midterm. Eddie who got them their first paying gig as Corroded Coffin and pushed them all to take their music seriously. 

He joked about them being his sheep, but he wasn’t exactly wrong. 

“Yeah, man,” Grant doubled down. “We can’t hate him anymore. Without him you wouldn’t be here. And you trust him?” 

“With my life,” Eddie confirmed with conviction. 

“Then that’s good enough for us. It’s all water under the bridge,” Jeff concluded. “Now turn that fucking music up, I don’t want to cry in the back of your shitty van, Ed.”

Eddie cracked the music up with a blubbery laugh and all four of them yelled along with Ozzy for the rest of the drive.

The door to the Harrington house was opened before they even got out of the car. Steve stood there, excitement buzzing around him.

"Ed," Gareth stopped him with a hand on his arm before Eddie could scamper off. "Do they know about you?"

Eddie shook his head. "Only Buckley."

Gareth nodded once and jumped out of the van. He was still too short to climb out normally, and at seventeen, he didn't have much hope for a late growth spurt to help him out with it.

“You been waiting for us all this time, Stevie?” Eddie teased as he slammed his door shut.

Steve laughed, stepping out the door with bare feet on the porch so he could accept Eddie’s hug. He didn’t have a shirt on, pink scars on full display, and short yellow swim shorts on. It was nothing short of a miracle that Eddie still had the brain cells to flirt.

“We could hear you guys coming all the way up the street.” He explained as Eddie let go of him. “Ozzy?”

“Oh for fuck sake,” Jeff muttered from his place at Gareth’s shoulder. “How is Ed not seeing this?”

“He had to do senior year three times, dude.” Grant fired back from Gareth’s other side, but still not loud enough for Eddie or Steve to hear. “Steve could plant one on him right now and he’d still find a way to make it a just friends thing.”

Steve, having finally managed to pull his focus away from Eddie long enough to see his other guests, waved them over. “Come on in guys.”

Gareth made sure to share with Steve what he hoped past for a friendly, macho and athletic half handshake as he passed him to go through the door.

“Thanks again for having us. You really didn’t have to invite us,” Grant said, using the good manners his father taught him.

Steve clapped him on the shoulder. “No way, man. I’ve been trying to get Teddy to bring you guys over for ages. He talks about you all the time.”

“You talk about us, Ed?” Gareth asked with a shit eating grin. 

Eddie pushed at his shoulder, sending Gareth stumbling towards the open french doors. “Yeah and I’ll talk about Tammy Thompson if you don’t shut up.” 

Jeff and Gareth snickered together. They knew all about Gareth’s benadryl induced dream about Tammy Thompson because when he told them he was still half high on the same benadryl.

Gareth huffed but didn’t say anything. He didn’t doubt that Eddie would follow through with his threat if pushed. 

Out in the garden, it seemed that the party was already in full swing. There were scattered cans, Robin and Nancy were giggling together at something, and s portable stereo playing The Cure. 

Steve smiled shyly. “We got started without you.” 

His voice seemed to draw the attention of the other four people. They all stopped in the middle of their conversations. 

“Whoa, dude,” The guy with long hair that Gareth didn’t recognise said to break the silence. “Your cult looks super culty.” 

Gareth froze. Jeff and Grant did too. 

But Eddie, determined to always surprise them, just laughed. “Not a cult, my man.” He kicked his shoes off by the door (surprising how little care he paid them since he sulked for a week straight when Jeff accidentally scuffed them) and started making his way over to the sun loungers. “This the legendary Corroded Coffin. Gareth, Jeff and Grant.” 

He pointed them out each in turn then shucked off his shirt and started working the intricate handcuff clasp of his belt. 

Gareth pretended he didn’t hear the strangled noise that came from Steve’s throat. 

“And guys, this is Argyle. You know everyone else.” 

Gareth waved politely but awkwardly and it was returned by a chorus of ‘hello’s.

Once Eddie had divested himself of his jeans, the black swim shorts he had forced underneath them sitting starkly against his pale skin, he dipped back in his jeans pocket to pull out two perfectly rolled joints.

“I brought party favours!” He waved them in front of Argyle’s face how he would sometimes play with the stray cats that skulked around Forest Hills.

Grant groaned. “Eddie, you know I can’t afford weed right now.” 

Eddie scoffed at him. “These’s ones are on the house, Ad-Grant-age. This is a party after all.” 

Steve, somehow having forced himself out of the trace that Eddie’s torso had put him in, was the first to start moving. “You guys can change inside if you want. There’s bedrooms upstairs or the bathroom just past the kitchen. I’ll get some more drinks. Can we switch this tape?” 

The rambling did nothing to hide the redness of his cheeks. If anything it just brought more attention to them. 

“Your tapes are shit, Steveo,” Robin informed him happily. “But this one is also awful, so yes I will change it just for you.” She ignored Jonathan’s annoyed hey and beckoned Steve to follow her. 

Eddie settled on the sun lounger next to Argyle, already having pulled a lighter from somewhere. 

Gareth took that as his cue to drag Jeff and Grant inside to change. 

Jeff, as soon as they were out of hearing range, asked, “When has Eddie ever given us free weed?” 

Gareth shook his head. “I’ve known about this crush for less than a week and I’m already tired of it. We have to do something to get them together.” 

Grant narrowed his eyes. “You already have a plan, don’t you?”

He pushed them both towards the bathroom. “Get changed, our work starts today.”

(part 4)

[steviesbicrisis]

I was hallucinating a few hours ago due to lack of sleep bUT-

Thinking about Steve who's confident in his bisexuality, told the kids that he likes both and that's okay because he knows they need, trying to flirt with Eddie who is in denial bc it has to be a joke, right? Harrington, the straightest man alive? Steve lady's man Harrington? Nah, it's only on his mind. Meanwhile Steve is getting more and more sad thinking he's being rejected.

Now, think about the Hellfire members knowing that Eddie's a crush on Steve because he talks about it CONSTANTLY and be sad because "he doesn't have a fat chance in hell". They're also very protective of him so if anyone new in the club is being homophobic, they just throw them out.

So one day Steve is in the Hellfire to wait for the kids and flirt a little, telling himself that "this is the last time, you'll get a GRIP and MOVE THE FUCK ON!" is what he tells to himself. He tries a little and drops after a while, so in the break time the old members tell him that he needs to leave, because they won't allow anyone doing that to Eddie, as in: they think Steve knows that Eddie's gay and likes him so he's flirting with him in a mocking way.

So he leaves.

And when everyone (Eddie + the kids) is asking where is Steve, they say that he was being homophobic, an automat answer and they quickly try to cover up because they don't want to do that to Eddie, but Dustin immediately response was:

"how can Steve be homophobic if he's bi?"

And the world freaking EXPLOSES!

not the steddie hallucinations LMAO

Thank you for sending me this ask because I'm president of "Steve is a confident disaster Bisexual" and I'm making t-shirts for club members as we speak.

Anyways, I think Steve would be extremely confident in his sexuality to the point where he just likes whoever and goes for it (with the right precautions of course). When Eddie comes out to him and the rest of their group, Steve doesn't even think about coming out to him as well because he's been out to the group for so long he just assumes that everyone close to him knows.

So when he realizes he likes Eddie and flirts with him, he doesn't know what to take from his reactions: he doesn't look annoyed or uninterested (think about the girls he would flirt with at Scoops) but he doesn't respond either, which is weird for someone like Eddie, who engages flirty banters even with plants.

Let's add to the mix that Steve's love life has been a mess recently, how many times can you be rejected before you think there's something wrong with you?

That's why he decides to go all in one last time and then leave Eddie alone, but even the worst scenarios in his head did not prepare him for Eddie's friends telling him off on his behalf.

Steve's head is a mess but most of it all, he's ashamed. He thinks he must've been so annoying and oblivious to Eddie's disinterest that the guy had to ask his friends to put Steve in his place for him.

So he finds himself in the school's parking lot, sitting on the hood of his car and mentally counting how much money he and Robin will need to move to another country (because not even the most embarrassing moment of his life will make him go anywhere without her), completely unaware of the chaos inside the Hellfire room.

Eddie isn't in a better mental state than Steve, so he's letting the kids and the band do the talk for him.

"What do you mean he's bisexual? of course he isn't, he's Steve Harrington!" Gareth exclaims, voicing out one of Eddie's many thoughts.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean? do you need a special license for that?" Mike huffs, crossing his arms.

Jeff steps in to defend his friend "Of course not! But he's king Steve! And he's constantly picking on Eddie, you heard him!"

"Picking on him? Even a child could see that he has been throwing hints at Eddie for weeks now! What are you, five?"

Erica's words put an end to the discussion, silence falls down abruptly.

Eddie jumps up off his throne and follows wherever Steve had disappeared before, distantly hearing his friends muttered apologies.

He sighs in relief when he sees Steve hasn't left yet.

The car is parked the opposite way of the entrance, so Eddie can only see Steve's back, but he can tell he's gesturing and, when he's close enough, he can hear him talk.

"You can never take a hint, can you? This is so stupid, how can you go around saying you got game when you can't even tell if someone's interested in you? Harrington charm my ass" Steve's hands are all up in the air and Eddie realizes he's gesturing similar to how Eddie does on a daily basis.

It's cute.

"Please leave the Harrington charm out of this" Eddie interjects, making Steve jump in surprise.

He looks like a deer caught by car lights, but he hides it quickly behind a smirk that Eddie refers to - at least in his head - as bitchy Steve "so, no more sending your gang after me? are you worried they didn't do a good job? or am I forbidden to stay even in the parking lot? I'll let you know that I-"

Eddie loves mean girl Steve, but he has no time for him now, so he interrupts "Go on a date with me."

Steve's raised eyebrow and incredulous look tell him that he doesn't take him seriously in the slightest.

"I said, go on a date with me" he repeats.

"I heard you the first time" Steve's voice is close to a whisper "I just think you must've hit your head on your way here."

"You're the one always taking hits on the head, not me" Eddie takes a step closer to him.

Steve steps back "well, there's a first time for everyone" he says, looking away.

Eddie moves close again, his face only a few inches from Steve's "I don't hear an answer."

Steve's eyes flicker on Eddie's lips for half a second, "I didn't hear a question" he bites back.

Eddie smirks and, under Steve's shocked look, jumps on his car.

"Eddie, what the fuck? get down of my car!" he's trying to maintain a firm tone but Eddie can tell he's amused by his antics. Eddie couldn't ask for anything better.

He looks around the parking lot to make sure they're alone, then loudly enounces "Steve Fucking Harrington-"

"Don't say it like it's my middle name!"

Eddie ignores him "- king of the school grounds, best Scoops Ahoy model-"

"what does that even mean-"

"Worst employee that family video has ever had, Faberge Organics favorite costumer-"

"I told you that in confidence."

"Would you do this humble commoner kneeling at your presence" he kneels down theatrically as he says so "the honor of accompanying him for an evening of frivolous romantic shit that society expects you to do when you find a respectable partner?"

“If I say yes will you get down?”

Eddie moves his weight from one foot to the other, making the car under him bounce “I might consider it.”

Steve lifts his arms, apprehensively “Okay, yes fine! Now please get down-”

Eddie jumps down, right into Steve’s arms.

———

All the hellfire club members decide to stop spying on them and get back inside when Eddie’s highly entertaining antics turn into a gross make out session.

“So” Dustin elbows Gareth’s side “does that look homophobic to you?”

[2jihiir0]

“That’s it… taking me so well, Stevie..”

@bettiebloodshed Totally get what you mean, I also am a simple person with simple needs. 🤭 Sadly the previous post got taken down and tumblr is mad at me but you can see the full version of this on my twt account @ spicyruss !! ♥️

[xenon-demon]

Something something steddie role swap AU. Steve and Eddie swap places for the final fight against Vecna (because you don’t really need to be able to play the guitar to make a distraction with one, and Steve is already injured while Eddie is Not), things proceed as in canon - the bats get in, Steve is self-sacrificial because that’s the Steve Harrington Agenda™, Steve gets himself killed.

Dustin has to watch his older brother die in his arms. Robin has to come back from a fight that she’s pretty sure they lost to find the other half of her soul is gone. Lucas finds out that not only has he lost Max, but he’s also lost his role model, one of his biggest supporters. Eddie is stuck in a town that’s falling apart, filled with people that hate him, and the only people who will understand are mourning someone Eddie barely knew. Someone whose shoes Eddie is never going to be able to fill, even when he feels like he has to try because that’s what he does; protect his people. And no matter how fucked the circumstances that got them here are, he’s decided these are his people now.

(They have to be, now that not even Uncle Wayne can calm him down when he has the nightmares, seeing Chrissy’s lifeless eyes staring down at him as he hears her bones crunch and twist-)

Eddie can’t breathe with how the gaping absence of Steve Harrington is threatening to swallow him whole. It’s always there, in the way Robin is isolating herself, sleeping over in Steve’s empty house whenever she can, and no one can get her to talk about it. It’s in the way Dustin, overcome with grief, keeps oscillating between blaming Eddie for agreeing to switch places and blaming himself for suggesting it in the first place. It’s in the way Eddie wonders sometimes, as he turns the events of Spring Break over in his mind, if maybe there was something there, or could have been something - and then he’s immediately overcome with guilt, because he’s lusting after a ghost. A ghost of someone he didn’t even know, really, as he’s learning more and more every day about the ways Steve has changed since high school.

So after a few weeks of this, especially with the added stress of Hawkins falling apart at the seams and being constantly invaded by hellbeasts from the gaping portals all over town, Eddie does what he does best.

He runs away.

He doesn’t even think about where he’s going, just puts one foot in front of the other - even as he crosses over a portal into the Upside Down, one near the trailer park, he doesn’t let himself stop and think. If he does that, he’s going to have a panic attack, and having one of those here in Hell is absolutely going to get him killed, the otherworldly hisses and screams echoing around him amongst the trees are a pretty potent reminder-

There’s a snap behind him, sounding way too close for comfort. Eddie spins around, heart racing in his chest, tensed and ready to run if he has to.

There’s nothing there. Nothing living, at least, because Eddie can see a broken branch just dangling down from one of the trees he just walked past. From this far away, it looks like something has pulled down on it, snapping the top part of the branch and leaving it attached at the bottom by just a thin layer of wood. It’s such a tenuous connection that the branch is bobbing slightly under the weight of gravity, and it looks like at some point it might just break under its own weight.

The main problem with this is that it was definitely a whole, intact branch when he first walked past it.

Eddie finds himself taking a few steps forward without really thinking about it. As he gets closer, his heartbeat gets louder and louder until he can hear it pounding in his ears. He feels a deep sense of wrongness here, like something - someone, maybe - is watching him, waiting for some kind of trigger. It crawls up his spine like a spider, making his skin crawl, his shoulders twitching involuntarily.

The feeling only intensifies when he’s within arms reach of the broken branch. It’s like a block of ice gets dropped into his chest, the way he suddenly goes cold; from this distance, he can see the branch is thicker than his upper arm. Whatever it was that did this, it’s stronger than a human, that’s for sure. Eddie feels the sharp buzz of panic begin to settle over his body, is dimly aware of a hysterical noise starting to bubble up within him-

The breath is slammed out of his lungs, too quickly to even scream. At the same time, he feels pain bloom across his upper body from being grabbed by the shoulder and shoved up against the tree. Eddie feels pinpricks of pain all up his back, his thin Iron Maiden t-shirt doing little to protect his skin from the tree bark.

Eddie’s eyes are screwed tight as he waits for the inevitable; he’s seen enough of this place to know he doesn’t want to see whatever it is that’s about to kill him. He feels something sharp scrape against his neck, followed by a pressure along the underside of his jaw, and his last coherent thought is, Jesus Christ, can’t believe I’m leaving Henderson fatherless.

Except... he doesn’t die. Eddie Munson keeps breathing, quick and shallow gasps with his eyes still tightly shut. It doesn’t make any sense, his brain can’t even begin to process what’s happening to him, so after a few seconds - when he’s sure he’s actually still alive, and not just having a delayed reaction to being eaten - Eddie opens his eyes. Immediately he feels like throwing up.

Because there in front of him, mere inches away from his face, face twisted into an utterly chilling smile, is Steve Harrington.

Or at least - something that was Steve Harrington, once upon a time. The creature now in front of Eddie has- christ, where does Eddie even begin. He doesn’t know where to look first, his brain overloading trying to take it all in - Steve has fangs now, that Eddie’s certain of, sharpened canines that jut out under Steve’s top lip and glint whenever lightning crackles overhead. He can see streaks of what looks like dried blood trailing down Steve’s chin from the fangs, following his neck downwards until they’re lost in the ring of scar tissue and dried blood at the base of his neck where he got choked by the demobats.

Most captivating of all, though, are Steve’s eyes. Once he makes eye contact, Eddie can’t bring himself to tear his eyes away. Steve’s eyes have always looked pretty to Eddie, in that strange middle ground where they look brown in some lights and almost green in others, but now they shine with a soft golden glow in the darkness. He’s not quite sure, it’s hard to focus enough to be sure, but Eddie thinks his pupils are no longer human-like, instead vertical slits like a cat’s eye.

Now that Eddie’s made eye contact, out his peripheral vision he sees Steve’s grin grow impossibly wider. At the same time, that pressure around his neck gets worse momentarily as Steve squeezes, oh fuck, he has his hand around Eddie’s throat. That sharp prickling sensation is back again, too, and Christ Almighty he’s pretty sure Steve has fucking claws.

Steve leans in even closer, and Eddie feels his breath fan across his face as he drawls, “Did you miss me too, baby?”

[ghost-proofbaby]

good morning babes i’m going to the store to pick up some twenty four hours blurbs/one shots — y’all want anything?

[corrodedcoughin]

90s au where stobin and Gareth and Eddie meet at a bar. How do they meet? Arguing over the bar’s sonic the hedgehog game. For months the two pairs have been playing it separate nights. Eddie and Gareth on Fridays (usually they have gigs on Saturdays) Steve and Robin on Saturdays (the Official start of their Saturdays nights). Both pairs unknowingly having vendettas against each other for the leader board (never the top spot, they accept they aren’t that good and it’s always headed by some guy called jargyle<3)

Anyway one weekend corroded coffin have a gig on a Friday so gareth and Eddie decide to keep their tradition alive but move it along to Saturday. They arrive at their usual time and set up shop at the game, quickly devolving into their routine of each others nicknames, Eddie being Sonic and Gareth being Tails. They are getting In The Zone when Steve and Robin arrive, absolutely OUTRAGED that somebody is at THEIR game and not only that! They’ve stolen THEIR names, Steve is Sonic, Robin is Tails. They plant themselves in a booth and order drinks, ready to pounce on the machine as soon as those two imposters move.

Only they end up maybe drinking more than expected, possibly riling each other up to the point of storming over to the two guys because how dare they steal Steve and Robins Saturday night ritual?! Their names! Maybe even their high score!

Gareth and Eddie are heading towards drunk themselves, losing more money to the machine than they can justify and over the top celebrating when they clear a level. Which is when Robin taps Eddie on the shoulder, spinning him round to explain Just How Rude he’s being with Gareth standing just behind Eddie’s shoulder, sipping his beer and squinting at Steve who is giving Scary Dog behind Robin. Gareth is maybe further gone than he realises because in the middle of Robin’s speech (which is very eloquent and impressive he must admit) he’s whisper shouting in Eddie’s ear ‘hey dude major hottie behind the cool lesbian. Want me to wing man you?’

And Eddie? Eddie slides his eyes over to ‘major hottie’ who happens to have the fluffiest hair and sharpest jawline he’s ever seen and whisper shouts back to Gareth because he too, is more drunk than he possibly wants to admit, ‘oh my god he’s so hot man, I think he might be a meringue. Menagerie? Mirage!’ And goes to extend a hand towards Steve.

Robin, now slightly endeared from being noted as a cool lesbian, turns to look at Steve who has his Loverboy Game Face on and figures she can swing this display of bad flirting into an opportunity to get her Saturday Night Ritual back on track. Nothing is getting in the way of her playing Sonic with Steve, it might just be a little detoured along the way.

[collectivecloseness]

What order do you think the fruity four can go without a kiss from you

We loooove poly fruity four x reader

Eddie: he can’t go long at all without a kiss. Eddie is leaning over for multiple kisses in a go whenever he’s near you, and he’ll come right over to you himself. He needs physical touch almost constantly. And if he doesn’t get a kiss, his self doubts might start creeping up again.

Eddie’s always going for kisses, so he will notice if they start lacking. If there just hasn’t been a kiss in a little while, the second he thinks of it, he rectifying it immediately, no matter both of your surroundings at the time. And he’s coming back up with a smile.

But if there’s something else going on, or he feels that there might be, he’s testing the waters carefully. He doesn’t want to upset you more, if you are upset at something, or with him. The last thing Eddie wants is him overstepping his boundaries, or you pushing him away... Even if you’re distancing yourself from his love and affection because of something else, not to do with him, Eddie knows he’ll crumble right then and there if that happens. He’d have to leave, and be wiping his eyes on his sleeves as he does.

You can tell Eddie’s emotional pretty quickly. He’s shadowing you like a lost puppy, but he’s also been a lot quieter than usual. You thought maybe he was just in his own head like he sometimes was, thinking about things, but even then he’s making sounds. With one, even short, look, it’s easy to tell Eddie’s upset about something. He just looks so sad, so dejected. You gently grasp both sides of his face, and Eddie’s looking into your eyes with his big sad puppy ones, almost looking hopeful you’d say. And you gently lead him away to a room to talk, asking what’s wrong as soon as you two are out of earshot, even as you’re still moving. You and Eddie don’t move away from touching each other the entire walk into the next room.

If it’s pretty early on into Eddie’s realisation, then he’s just scuffing his shoes on the floor as he casually brings it up. If he’s had time after his realisation to torture himself with it, and really marinade in you not kissing him for longer while he’s aware of it, then he’s a bit more upset talking about it. But he’s always open, because he needs to know what’s wrong. Especially because it will eat him, or he might eat himself.

Eddie will tell you what he’s noticed, but start off with what’s most important in his mind, asking “Why haven’t you kissed me?” You blank, thinking if Eddie’s tried to kissed you earlier today and you accidentally dodged it or something, but Eddie tells you the truth, and your heart melts while listening to him. He’s just looking at you. With those big dark eyes! And your boyfriend looks so sad.

Eddie says it’s been going on even longer than you say/think, even though he’s the first likely to notice, and considering he’s kissing you at pretty much at least once every time he’s in the room with you, it’s definitely less than a day. You really have to talk it out with Eddie. Because even though he’s relieved when you explain it really was nothing, he just wants to go through it. He needs to know if he’s the one kissing you the most, and you don’t even want to be kissing him all the time, a fact you adamantly deny, and Eddie needs to make sure he’s not being overbearing including now! But was your relationship before this okay? Was he okay? Was he doing anything bad? Even though Eddie would swear he’d change for you if you asked, if you asked for less kisses, his heart would break piece by piece in his chest, and it would continue breaking every day until he fell.

But luckily, thank God, you didn’t ask that. And you came to give Eddie some affection, hugging him close and swaying with him, while you talked. Both of your lips pressing to each other’s bodies, giving small kisses, but talking, and breathing against each other the entire embrace too, your lips always resting in that hug on each other. Not only to make up for lost time, and apologise, but mostly because you wanted to hug your love because he was sad.

You promise things just got away from you, you’re sorry you didn’t notice, you were super in your head today, and when you weren’t, you were having conversations you really had to think about. It wasn’t that you forgot about him either, time just got away. It always went fast when you were with your loves. You promised you loved nothing more than kissing Eddie, and the others, all the time. But you told him you loved how much he kissed you too.

You and Eddie swoop in at the same time, highly tuned to the emotions in the air, and knowing now was the time for your big kiss. Eddie doesn’t let your lips go. His hands have held you in every position, and even by the time you’re both laughing into the kiss, and your thumbs have swept those small fragile tears that escaped Eddie away long ago, he’s still not letting go. You’ve both spoken multiple times during the kiss, and even as you try to speak now, tell Eddie you’re just trying to move with him to sit while you kiss, Eddie’s lips are clinging onto yours. Pulling them in, pushing against them, his mouth lips teeth attaching itself to your lip and keeping you so close you can’t move away from him.

His laugh is music to your ears as you’re doing all this though, and so is yours to him. You keep laughing about the bed, you want to keep making out with him on the bed, so Eddie swoops your thighs up, and swallows your gleed gasp, and not kissing, but both of you just smiling as you press your legs together, wrapping your legs around his own thighs before sitting on the bed with you. There. Now you didn’t have to move away from his kisses to sit. Eddie calls you mean. But then you’re helping to pull him in as he’s crawling half on top of you. Both of you smiling because all you want to do is kiss, and hold each other. And Eddie’s so full of how much he loves you, a fact he always knows. And that you’ll always prove to him how much you love him too.

Steve: he is a busy body, so he might be out all day, before collapsing into your body and asking you and Eddie to just carry his corpse to bed. So him being out all day and then tired from helping everyone out, makes sense he wouldn’t have as much time to think of the less demanding things he hasn’t done. So although it might take him slightly longer to notice because of how much he puts on himself, he probably gets more worried than Robin or Nancy quicker once he realises, if he doesn’t get a kiss. Especially since he at least always usually gets kisses in the mornings and at night.

But also, he gets especially worried quicker, and he probably realises sooner with the amount of time he has with you compared to Robin, because of his past experience with relationships. With what his parents were like, and he’s made peace with Nancy about their past before this, but he still doesn’t feel great about his own past. You not kissing him really sets a pit in his stomach, if he’s okay and more secure in his sudden realisation, then he may just come up to you and kiss you, or purse his lips, or even ask for one.

But if he doesn’t feel confident enough, if he’s thought you’ve pulled away on purpose, then he’ll crawl to bed alone, once he realises, with a pillow hugged close to his stomach, that he occasionally needs to hit as well. He worries there’s a reason you haven’t kissed him. No, he’s pretty sure there must be one. You don’t like him anymore, or at least not as much. He’s done something wrong, he knew he’d fuck up again. Of course he would. Or maybe you just saw how he still wasn’t good enough. Not that he’d tell anyone this. Unless one of the others came up to him already knowing something was wrong, because they know that Steve needs to be asked in specific ways because he might not just say it straight away. After all, he doesn’t want others to feel like they need to help him, when he’s the asshole, and he’s the one who’s supposed to be looking after others, which doesn’t mean making them worry about him on top of their own issues, over his bullshit. At least, that’s the unhealthy thinking he doesn’t fight off when he goes down rabbit holes like this.

He doesn’t want to talk to anyone. He’s not worth that right now, and if you’re upset with him, either the others are too, or they should be, because he’s a fuck up. He knows he’s noticed as MIA because he’s not doing his usual responsibilities, Eddie said it the moment he came to find him. But Eddie didn’t get at him for not doing something. Instead he asked Steve what was up? And when Steve, who wasn’t grumpy with Eddie, because everything was only Steve’s fault anyway, barely answered like it was just too much to, Eddie changed his question into what’s wrong? Steve still wouldn’t say. He didn’t need you guilted. That’s not why he wanted you to come back to him. He also didn’t need his partners worried. Especially when they’d just find out he was shit. He didn’t want them to know what was wrong, because what if they figured he was wrong? Steve just wanted to be alone. Even though what he actually wanted was you. Or rather, you wanting him. If only he hadn’t been found. What if he just kept ruining things? His head hurt.

This was stupid. He was. He knew it anyway. But he bet you were kissing the others just fine. Steve probably was the one not giving you enough time, and now he was here spinning it, feeling sorry for himself. A gut punch feeling left when he heard not words, but the clear voices of Nancy whispering to you, once she’d left his room.

When you come to ask him what’s wrong, after Eddie and Nancy had tried unsuccessfully, Steve just puts the covers over his body further, turning away in bed, with a pout on his lips that he doesn’t realise is there. He also didn’t care that he felt like a big baby, he didn’t, he just wanted you. And he wanted you to kiss him, and hey, why hadn’t you yet? Where had his kisses been? Surely he deserved them. Were they not as important to you, because Steve loved sharing at least good morning and good night kisses with you. He debates about excusing, saying he’s sick. He doesn’t want people looking after him, especially when he’s fine, and lying, but he also doesn’t want to think about telling you. Is he really going to get your honest response if he does say why he’s not himself? Are you going to kiss him only because he reminded you, so Steve wouldn’t truly know the extent of your pull back, or just to pacify him?

But then when you eventually get it out of him, you don’t laugh even in a crooning way, you don’t look disappointed, or disgusted, you just look surprised. You apologise, and throw yourself on top of Steve, which does make him hug you back, because of course. He actually closes his eyes in the relief he feels, at knowing you two are okay, that you still love him just the same. And you two make sure to have a big long talk. As soon as Steve gets the all green that you actually do want to keep kissing him, that there was nothing wrong, he keeps trying to kiss you throughout your talk. He waits until he’s sure, but then he’s looking at your lips, and keeps moving forward, holding your hand softly so you stop placing it over his mouth while he keeps trying to kiss you.

But then he’s pretty happy, because once you two have had a loving talk, he gets to swoop your head close, and before the words can leave his lips, you ask exactly what he was going to by saying “Can I kiss you now?” And Steve really lays one on you. Romantic, but then loving and sweet as well. Both of you laughing through your noses between kisses, Steve making lots of little happy sounds as he holds your face, and makes sure you really are on top of him, caged in so you can never ever escape and deny him his kisses again. Very happily moaning into your kiss with sounds of pure joy as your hands rummage through his hair as you two go. Steve gets really pleased when he asks you to kick the door closed when Robin and Eddie interrupt, and you do so, to give Steve all the time and attention and love in the world, that he works too hard in, and sometimes finds lacking. And not only does Steve make sure to cover you in kisses everywhere, but he even jokingly asks where his nose/temple/chin/shoulder kisses are in return, as soon as you’d finished swooning over his.

Robin: she gets sad when you haven’t kissed her for a while, and runs away from it. Especially because you have all four of your life partners as lovers, who also love you. And while the others don’t have as many either, Robin only has you and Nancy as the girls in the group. She knew it was inevitable occasionally, but sometimes during group sex, you two were both busy with a boy each, and you’d try to include her with what she’s comfy with, but sometimes Robin feels like if you didn’t like her as much, everything would fall apart, or that she’s expendable or something, even though she knows that’s not true, and you’ve never really given her a reason to think that. But having not kissed you in a while, she doesn’t want to make anything worse.

She might ask Steve about it, or Nancy, or Eddie, but she also thinks they might say something. Or encourage her too, before she could fast forward through every thought in her head before she spoke to you. She was sweaty right now. Also, not that they would, but if any of the others looked at Robin after she told them her thoughts, and they said “what? Y/n’s been totally normal with me. What’re you talking about?” a part of her might just shrivel up. Robin knows what she should do, and what she’s going to vomit out in like two hours anyway, but she knows Steve or someone would tell her just to talk to you, and she’d rather just go crazy with them for a second, although Robin’s sure Steve would also let her do that as well if she wanted. And Robin does want to talk to you. And she also doesn’t. And she wants to word vomit everything, then hide away from you, but also have you save her from her own metaphorical tower in the castle after.

She had to bring it up, after realising and a spiral of looking over everything, a few hours later, she needs to bring it up or she’ll burst. When you sit by her because you notice her looking nervous, and ask her what’s wrong, Robin shoots herself over to hug you. With how quick your girlfriend moves, and the way she clings to you, you’re immediately asking “Robin, what’s wrong?!” But the fact she shakes her head, and doesn’t want to move away when you try and pull back, pull her apart, to talk to her, the fact she doesn’t want to start this conversation, or have you look at her, makes you know it’s more serious. You have to gently coach her with soothing words you know calm her, rubbing your hands on her arms as you slowly peek back, shuffling your bottom half closer so you can ask her what’s going on.

Robin gets very quickly soothed by you when she explains it seems like you two haven’t kissed in a while, and you explain too. You two quickly talk through how nothing’s wrong between you two, and it just happened, and you’re sorry it did, not only sorry for your love, but sorry because you’ve missed out on her kisses as well. You discuss it all, over what else made Robin upset, and going through every detail of the past day or two, that Robin latches onto because she loves hearing you talk and talk much like she will too, especially when she wants to know the details like now. You go through it all, making sure Robin really is okay, and know she’s loved, tenfold, going through everything she wants to talk about and making sure she truly has the floor. And when you’re both finally as secure as you could be in your relationship, and you’ve talked through everything, Robin ends up leaning in for her kiss first before you can, even as she’s still sniffling the last of her cries, but she pulls back smiling, with her hands on your face. She’s just so happy with you.

And Robin is very happy for you to spend the rest of the day, and the next, focusing very much on Robin and her happiness, giving her all the attention and affection she’s been lacking. You tell everyone for dinner, that you’re all going out together tonight, and to Robin’s favourite restaurant. Of course, you sit with Robin in the car ride, and in the booth, Eddie on your other side because he beat Nancy there, knowing she wouldn’t run in a restaurant. Robin’s even clinging to you when you’re both getting ready to go out. You go with her to her bedroom, putting on one of her jackets, both of you almost tripping Steve, and then Eddie, at the bottom of the stairs, because you’re tying each other’s laces there. And Robin is koalaing on you on the short walk to the car, both of you giggling into each other’s ears, as you bounce her while you carry her. In the restaurant, you’re pressing small little kisses to Robin’s shoulder throughout the night, and even leaning on it, and Robin gets to lean on your head, while you’re both sleepily stuffed, Steve going over to pay and Eddie in the bathroom. Robin doing most of the talking with Nancy, and lighting up inside with how cozy you are on her. And how both your knees have been stuck together the entire night.

And even the next day, you sit next to Robin on the couch, holding her the entire morning, even as one of the others comes up to ask if you’d like to do something, you have to pass this time, saying “Sorry I can’t, I have plans with Robin today.”

Nancy: is pretty busy. She focuses on other things quite a bit, like her career, and doing checks on people (and her weapons), making sure the house stays standing, she’s even got back into tennis now. Plus she understands you can be busy too. You two can do other things together, like have conversations, or a simple touch on the arm while you both share the kitchen. As long as she’s seeing you, she’s happy and secure in her relationship. And of course, she knows you’re okay. So she might not realise it for a little while, that you two haven’t kissed, even if you’ve been around each other, unless it becomes obvious.

And even then she just sees it as a coincidence of circumstance that it hasn’t happened in a couple of days, so the next time she sees you, she’ll be sure to give you a smooch, even if that’s in passing as you’re both walking through the hallway or something. She’s not worried, unless she’s given a reason to be worried. Then her Nancy Drew mind may be turned on a little.

But Nancy’s first course of action even then, after waiting to see where you are if you are home, and then seeking you out, is to swiftly and softly grab your elbow so she can lean in for a kiss. As soon as she’s leaning back, then she’s judging every facial and body expression of yours. Just to see if something actually was up.

And when she realises it truly was nothing, she’s very satisfied. Giving you another kiss, if you haven’t leant in for one already, and promising that right now she’s just very quickly going to finish up something (her work she abandoned when she had a new theory to sniff out and test) and then she’s going to come downstairs and she’s going to cuddle with you on the couch and hang out with you. Because she feels like she hasn’t in forever, and she could do with some nice relaxing time with her love.

If someone mentions something to Nancy though, even innocently, that might stick. Nancy might be doing some more covert investigative work. Checking if you’re kissing the others, or acting any differently around them, or differently with them compared to her, and that compared to all your usual nuances in your relationships within the relationship.

Of course, if you kiss her while she’s doing that, then all is solved pretty much! Nancy will have her newspaper in her hands, very slick she realises, but she’s watching over it as you and Robin flick each others noses over and over, getting closer to each others faces, with upturned chins and wider smiles each time. When you turn to Nancy, in the silence of recognising her eyes on you, Nancy gives you a smile over her paper, one you grow back in return, and Nancy also exchanges one with her other girlfriend.

Nancy knows there’s differences with everyone’s relationships with each other, and she’s not checking this out because of jealousy, she just... she needs to know if she’s done anything to change your affections towards her, or not. Because if it’s that, then she wants to change that, before it leads to a blow out, or a scenario where she tries to kiss you, but it’s too late, and you outright angle your head away from it. Nancy realises she’s catasrophising a little bit, but she also feels slightly bad, she wants to make sure she’s been giving you enough of her time. She knows she’s busy.

But also, maybe you’ve been on your own little mission too, maybe you thought Nancy was pulling away, but not just with kisses, in general? Maybe Nancy had accidentally seemed to spend more than with the others than you? There were too many paths to explore. Even when she’s checking on you, she’s at least in the same room as you, spending time with you like that. And usually you or the others invite her over, noticing her in those times. So she does get more time closer with you, doing things with you. She’s tried to sit next to you sometimes in those times, during her short intel collection.

But she eventually does talk everything out with you, after realising you might not be upset with her, but she still wants to talk about it. And also make sure she is giving you enough of her, she knows she throws herself into a lot of things, and a lot of things are important to her, but you, her family, are the most. But when she says she feels a bit silly, that she knew she was being, smiling as she’s reassured after her straight up talk with you, you hold her and tell her that that’s not true. It wasn’t silly, obviously you love her and none of that has changed of course, but if she ever is even a little unsure or worried, then she should ask, she should talk to you, just like she did now. Her feelings are never silly, and you’re so happy that she’s so amazing, and talks through them with you. Nancy kisses you harder after that. She always tends to love you more every time she speaks to you, and each time she isn’t sure how that’s even possible.

But also, Nancy feels so relieved, she gets softer in the exterior than she is sometimes. Just wanting to hold you back, and so thankful to have you in her arms, smiling as she ticks her cheek onto your shoulder, and feels you pressing kisses all over her hair.

When all of the four are holding you, looking bcak at you after your first kiss after this, they look at you so blissed, that they’re holding their world in their hands.

[rogueddie]

For the prompts for October ... 18 👀

18 ; Fangs

Steve screams after he walks into the kitchen. On the other side of his back door is Eddie Munson- the same Eddie is dead, who's body they had to leave in a different dimension. The same Eddie who's still covered in dirt and blood, hellfire top shredded open.

He blinks, looking a little shocked at Steves reaction. Lifts his hand and gives a little wave, a nervous smile. He takes a few steps back, putting some distance between him and the door.

Steve, cautiously, opens the door. "Eddie?"

"Uh, yeah, hi," he gives another nervous wave. "I did... die, right? That did actually happen... right?"

"No, yeah, that... that happned." They stare at each other for a moment. "Sorry, what the hell? Is that really you? How are you here? I mean, alive but also... here."

"The portals are massive now? Runs all across town? Pretty hard to miss, dude. And I'm... I'm pretty sure I'm me? Sort of. I, uh, haven't thought about it that hard. I'm pretty sure it'll make me freak out."

"Thought about what?" Steve frowns when Eddie just shakes his head. He finally follows the temptation to step outside, walk closer. "I can't help if I don't know what we're dealing with."

"I can't... I don't think I can say it." His voice is getting higher, the same way it did in that boathouse. "It's... can I show you?"

"Yeah?"

Eddie nods, shifts a little, like he's gearing himself up. Then, he pulls back his upper lip, revealing fangs.

"That's not good."

Eddie snorts, wiping his fingers on his jeans. "Understatement. But I don't feel the... what was it, hive?"

"Yeah, that's... not necessarily good either."

"Oh, that's great. Thanks."

"I mean, it's not all bad. It goes with your whole... thing, right?"

[wonderlanddreamer]

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[jaybren]

I Believe...Steddie

I normally don't mind angst (though I avoid drama fics in general). Miscommunication is the biggest trope in romance, so I'm all for it, but for some reason Steve x Eddie fics / drabbles where Eddie still thinks of Steve as Steve THE KING Harrington always sit weirdly for me. Sometimes, if the Upside Down didn't happen (AUs in general) or pre-UD setting, maybe -- sure, then that could work. But close to canon fics where Eddie lives and Steve legit confesses to him? Always just -- strikes me as wrong.

Finally realized why -- it's literally the antithesis of canon Eddie. Canon! Eddie is quick to acknowledge Steve has changed. He literally runs up to him in the Upside Down while a bunch of madness is happening and where he has every right to be consumed by his own shit-tastic situation, but instead, he's telling Steve how he is a great guy and has changed.

Can Eddie be bitchy and prejudice? Yes.

Does Eddie have grudges against jocks / the popular crowd? Yes.

But he also goes full on bowing gentlemen for cheerleaders (going out of his way to help Chrissy and make her smile) and he's quick to acknowledge Steve's not that same popular AH anymore.

With Steve's bitchiness not aimed at him, Eddie would be eating his Honeycomb and snickering when old habits popped back up, and maybe he'd feel conflicted about jocky Steve, complaining about going to games or something until somebody smacked some sense into him. Totally believe tension and disbelief about one liking the other or some bias about things, but I just can't see Steve proclaiming his love or whatever and Eddie assuming it is a trap or trick or prank or something.

Maybe he'd think Steve was confused. Maybe he'd assume they were doomed, but I can't see him blaming Steve for that or blowing up their relationship IF Eddie accepted the confession and they started dating. Eddie's way more down on himself.

If someone can explain how it makes sense, please do. I'd love to enjoy all Steddie tropes, and that one seems popular lately, but where my brain sees so many problems with them getting to the confession point or even a number of big arguments that could happen afterward due to outside aspects, those two strike me as highly tactile, highly clingy romantics who would be convinced they were the height of discrete while practically fused, constantly touching and being snide little judgy dudes together.

[eddiemunsonaskme]

Happy Father's Day to Al Munson. You've been a huge disappointment in my life, and I hope you have the day you deserve.

Me and Wayne are going fishing.

[flowercrowngods]

bard/knight 2 extra boost 💪

pfff the way i cackled!! i adore you. thank you for your service etc etc 🫶 bard/knight part 1 preceding snippets: no. 1 • no. 2 • no. 3 • no. 4

Chrissy laughs, a joyful sound echoing through the hall and pulling many a pair of eyes toward them, but Eddie pays them no mind even as nervousness makes an eerie reappearance in the forefront of his mind.

“I cannot wait to hear you play tonight,” the Princess continues, unaware of Eddie’s dilemma. There must be something in his face, though, for she reaches out to take hold of his hand. “You will, right? Tell me you will, Eddie. What reason have you to look so gloom?”

Eddie turns his hand to hold onto hers, propriety be damned even as he hears a gasp or two followed by scandalised whispering. For Hawkins, everything he does is scandalous, even merely existing. Holding the Princess’s hand is but another item on the list.

“Forgive me, my Princess, but I cannot play tonight.”

“But—“

“It is the Knightmærs that you long to hear, and it was always a dream to fill these halls with song of my own, believe me. But it seems I am a fraud, and I need to do right by someone first before I will ever take to my lute again.” After a moment of silence he adds, “If you would like me to leave, I understand. But I will not sing.”

The Princess looks at him for a long time, reading something that might be written behind his eyes, but she keeps a hold of his hand.

“He talked to you, then.”

Eddie’s heart falls as he grasps the meaning of her words. She knows about Lord Harrington and his involuntary ties to Eddie’s renown. Everyone in this room might know, might have heard of his deeds, might have seen his wounds as he returned from the battlefield that seems to follow his every step, while Eddie was out in the world living a lavish life, making a name for himself with the famosity he earned telling another man’s stories of valour and agony as if they were his own.

“He did,” Eddie whispers.

🤍🌷 make me write (please) — you can't vote anymore but asks are still welcome as i make my way through them ever so slowly

[steviesbicrisis]

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I saw the sweetest thing on Reddit some time ago and I need to share with you! It was a girl telling that her boyfriend got a brain lesion and got into a coma for a week, so when he woke up he had to learn how to speak correctly all over again. The doctor was doing an exercise with him and she was there to know how to make it at home, the doctor says a word and the guy has to give a synonym or a definition of it, so he says "happiness" and the boyfriend points at her and says her name, the doc says "no, that's not right" and the guy was pouting not know why it was incorrect. Can you imagine this with Steddie? Initially I thought this with Eddie being in a coma after the S4 events, but I came to think of Steve in the boyfriend place because of his many head injuries, thinking he got one very hard and was out like light.

This ask really got me 🥺🥺🥺

I think this would make more sense if this happened after an hypothetical final battle! So, Eddie survives S4, gets together with Steve, they defeat Vecna but Steve gets badly injured (shocking) and gets into a coma.

The situation would be very tense, Eddie would blame everyone (for letting Steve taking too many hits in the head in the past) then himself (for not being able to protect him).

Robin and Eddie can only be around each other while they wait for Steve to wake up. They argue over the smallest things, but also laugh just by looking at each other at random times of the day. By the fifth day of being best friends and archenemies back and forth, they mutually agree they’re going crazy.

The worst part is that, in order to stay by Steve’s side, Robin pretends to be his girlfriend and Eddie his cousin, so the doctors tell everything to Robin first - another reason for their arguments. She’s the one who takes care of Steve, Eddie is nothing.

When Steve finally wakes up, things get better. They’re able to see him right away, he seems confused and unable to speak properly, but an exchange of looks is enough for Eddie to understand that Steve remembers him, and that he’s glad they’re both alive.

Once again, the doctors explain to Robin that Steve will need to do speech therapy multiple times a week, and exercises at home once he will get discharged.

“I’ll do it!!” Eddie jumps in immediately.

“That is very nice of you” the doctor says, but he sounds unconvinced “but I’m sure Robin here would be a better fit. We need someone that Steve trusts deeply, this is a delicate situation.”

Eddie knows that the doctor his talking like this just because, in his eyes, Eddie is just a cousin and Robin is the girlfriend, the one Steve loves. Maybe it’s the tiredness, maybe it’s the weird competitive dynamic he has developed with Robin, but he feels useless. In the end, why would Steve need him when he has Robin? When Eddie was supposed to protect him and wasn’t able to.

“Oh no, I think Eddie would be a better fit” Robin replies, getting two pair of surprises eyes on her.

“What? It’s true! I have to work - you know, since Steve won’t be able to for a long time” she adds, to save the appearances “and he trusts Eddie, they’re extremely close.”

When they get out of the hospital that night, Eddie hugs her impossibly tight. They stop fighting after that.

The speech therapy is challenging, Steve gets frustrated easily and Eddie can’t blame him: the doctor is very strict with him, gives him the hardest exercises and, for someone who does it for a job, he has too little patience in his opinion.

“C’mon Steve, last one of the day” the doctor shows him one of his card “happiness. Give me a definition or a synonym.”

Sometimes it takes him a few seconds before he can answer, but this time Steve lights up and points immediately at Eddie, saying his name out loud.

The doctor sighs “no Steve, h-a-p-p-i-n-e-s-s. C’mon, I know you can do it!” He tries with a little encouragement.

Steve huffs, points again and says “Eddie!”

Eddie, after the initial surprise, has to look away to hide his watery eyes from the doctor.

He only turns back when he hears the doctor getting out of the room.

Steve is pouting and looking down at his feet. Eddie melts.

“You did great sweetheart, don’t worry” he dares to come close since they’re alone in the room.

Steve looks unconvinced, still pouting. Eddie can practically hear his self deprecating thoughts, he knows him well enough.

He notices the doctor left his cards on the table. He lifts up the ‘happiness’ one in front of Steve, giving him the time to read it.

Eddie points at him “Steve.”

Steve blinks a couple of times, stunned. Eddie waves the card, points at him once again “Steve,” he repeats, firm.

Now it’s time for Steve to have watery eyes.

[sturmhondsdemjin]

Steve spinning that nail bat is actually something that can be so personal. And sexy.

[floredaqueen]

SFW 7, and 8 and NSFW 6, 9, 10 Nova and Eddie <3

♡ℍ𝕖𝕪 𝔸𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕄𝕪 𝕎𝕚𝕗𝕖♡

♥︎ 𝔼𝕕𝕕𝕚𝕖 𝕟 ℕ𝕠𝕧𝕒 ♥︎

𝕊𝔽𝕎

7. Would they go to the beach?

A) Yes! Nova loves the beach! She's such explorative person, and she's always trying to find something new or different to do so life doesn't get boring. Eddie is all the more happy to bring that tyoe of luxury to her.

8. Who knows how to swim? Who doesn’t?

A) Nova doesn't know how to swim. That's how they met! She almost drowned at a party and he was there, him and another guy immediately jumped into the pool ans resuscitated her. After that their relationship is very complicated afterwards but full of desire and affection nonetheless.

ℕ𝕊𝔽𝕎

6. Dom/top? Sub/bottom? Any switches?

A) They're both switches. They find themselves being pathetic for one another. Nova is always needy, but sometimes she needs to take a different approach to her neediness. She's the prime example, of being completely feral, and that includings taken over and being taken over. Eddie is similar, except he's pretty good under the sexual pressure. He's even better with the fire hydrant that is Nova James lmao. He can tame her♡

9. First to orgasm? Last to orgasm? Who comes the most? Does someone ever end up unfinished?

A) Eddie. It's always Eddie. Too many stimulants he can't escape. Her hand hands and lips caressing him. Her taking all of him at once and abruptly. Nova's moans and blatant begging. And she's pretty, so it's a lot for a guy to handle. While Nova is usually last to bust right on his lap, she's usually comes the most. He's always getting her off some way♡

10. Quickest turn ons? Immediate turn offs?

A) Nova loves, LOVES watching Eddie play guitar. Like when they're in his room, and he's trying out some chords for a new song, Nova finds herself gazing at his hands. The next thing they both know, she's begging for him to rut his fingers in the side of her until she's "wetting" the bed.

Eddie LOVES getting his hair pulled. It gets him harder than he likes to admit, and it doesn't help that when his neck is exposed, she kisses it. After that, he'll do whatever she wants him to do. He's down horrendous lmaoooo

Turn offs for both of them.. they are few and far between..? Like there isn't a lot that turns them off about one another. Everything that might come off as oddballish about them is what they find the most charming or unique, and they cherish getting to understand those specific parts of them.

ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕐𝕒 𝔾𝕠𝕠