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writer-in-theory · 2 years ago

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Aftershocks — steddie.

Summary: After the Russian interrogation takes a greater toll on Steve than expected, he tries to hide the seizures from Eddie. Everything is fine until the Upside Down comes back. Prompt: A2 - “I am not a role model” Pairing: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Rating: Teen Word Count: 3.6k Content Warnings: Descriptions of seizures, Mild language Also Read On AO3: Here A/N: Am I back with another completely self-indulgent fic where I put my own problems on a comfort character? Maybe. Regardless, this is another fill for @harringroveson-bingo ! A huge huge thanks to @serenity-lattes because once again, this wouldn't have gotten done without them. Between headcanoning, encouring me to write it, helping to write a bit of it, and beta-ing? Yeah, basically a co-writer over here. Also a huge thanks to @lcvingprentjss for encouraging this to be written and beta-ing, and as always, for putting up with the incessant screaming while this was a work in progress. Anyway, I hope y'all enjoy!

The first time it happened, Steve wasn’t sure what to think.

Five nights after the battle at Starcourt, when the bruises were beginning to fade and the cuts were scabbed over, Steve woke up in the middle of the night. It felt like his body was fighting an invisible enemy—his limbs moving against his own accord and his back arching then relaxing in such a stilted way he struggled to catch his breath. It only lasted a few seconds, not even half a minute, but Steve was sure it had been hours.

He didn’t get back to sleep that night, preferring instead to sit awake on the couch with a book in his lap he’d never read. He sat guard against whatever it was that made his body move that way, keeping every light in the living room on to warn against some Upside Down force that was capable of taking over him the way it had taken over Will and Billy.

The next morning when Robin slipped into the Beemer and asked why he looked so tired, Steve almost told her. The words got caught though, sticking to the roof of his mouth like caramel as he fought to let her in. Everyone always thought there was something wrong with his head because of failing school so badly, why prove them right?

So even when it happened again a week and a half later, then again two weeks after that, Steve didn’t say a word. He got better at managing it—learning to sleep with several pillows around him so he stopped smacking his arm against the wall so harshly it bruised, always disappearing to his own room when the Party, Nancy, Jon, and Robin would sleep piled up in the living room lest they all get scared by it. Even when Eddie would come over to help them both get some sleep, Steve would disappear into the bathroom when he could feel the warning signs, dragging as many pillows and blankets as he could out of the closet without waking up the other man.

Steve did what he always did: he managed on his own.

There didn’t seem to be any one obvious trigger. Sometimes he woke up in the middle of one, other times, a sound would hit the right pitch for just enough time to send him straight to the ground. Though, the ones that terrified him the most, came out of nowhere, with little warning.

It had been one of those that almost spoiled his secret for him, during one of his and Robin’s shifts at the Family Video. It had been a good day, for all intents and purposes. Tuesdays were never particularly busy, but there was a big enough rush when the high school let out that kept them both from total boredom.

Except as Steve leaned against the main counter, he could feel a pressure building in the back of his head. It was an odd tugging sensation, one that gave him a sense of what stars must feel like when they curl in on themselves and become a black hole. Almost immediately his heart rate picked up, eyes scanning for a good enough escape. Running out the front door would be too obvious, and would inherently produce a handful of worried phone calls after Robin told all of their friends, and worse, his boyfriend. The only other spot for any sort of privacy was the backroom where they took their breaks, consisting of only an old table and a barely functioning TV. There was no padding there, nothing to protect himself from whatever his body did while he lost control, but it was his only option if he didn’t want Robin to find out.

“I’m taking a break,” Steve choked out, wincing at the way his voice shook involuntarily.

“What? Hey, dingus, I don’t know if you forgot but you took your break twe—Fine! You owe me!” Robin shouted after him, not sounding particularly angry but annoyed enough that Steve was sure he’d hear it later.

It was the closest call he’d had in a while. Nearly the second Steve turned the lock on the door, his knees were crumpling under the weight of him. He had just enough sense to grab haphazardly at the edge of the table, slowing his fall just enough so he wouldn’t hit his head again.

There were varying degrees of these episodes. Sometimes Steve wouldn’t fully jerk around oddly but would lose time without much warning. Others, he’d clench up and jerk so badly his joints would ache for days afterward, sometimes straining his muscles like he’d gotten injured playing sports. This was one of those other times, as nearly every muscle locked up painfully the second he hit the ground. Steve was never sure how long they lasted, but by the time he could pick himself up and swipe the tears off of his face, Robin was making a joke about how only Steve Harrington could get lost in the backroom.

Eventually, Steve began to figure out how to handle it. He knew that when the lights on the TV began flashing too much to close his eyes tight and knew all of the excuses for the bruises and scrapes that would work on the others. And though Steve knew he’d never quite be as okay as he was before the Russians, he found a system that worked well enough. It wasn’t perfect—there were still moments in time when it grew tough to hide how much he was hurting, how scared he was when a string of episodes happened too close to one another. These were the moments that threatened to destroy all the work he’d put in to seem okay because with one look Robin seemed to see right through him on those days.

She knew something was wrong. After everything they’d gone through together, after all of the painful days post-Starcourt they’d spent reassuring each other that they were fine, that no one was coming after them, it was impossible for her to not see the fear lingering in his eyes. Robin always asked him, sometimes with a look far more effective than any words could have been, but Steve would shrug it off, distracting her with another joke or topic change.

It worked on Eddie too. He hated making him worry, especially after Eddie had spent so much time helping him recover from the “mall fire” Steve had been caught in. After so many late nights Eddie spent holding onto Steve, promising that whatever it was that had happened in the mall was over, Eddie recognized the signs of hurt. Steve was struggling again, his hair more unkempt and those dark circles reappearing under his eyes as he feared sleep again, scared to wake up without control again. He hated it, hated that even after surviving everything it still wasn’t over for him, but he would hate bringing Eddie into this even more than he already had. Eddie got to be free from the Upside Down and all of its horrors, and like hell would Steve ever be the one to ruin that for him.

Except, sometimes there really never was a choice, it seemed. Because months later, when Steve had begun to get into a rhythm with his episodes, everything turned on its head. Suddenly he was getting a phone call in the middle of the night from Wayne Munson, saying that there was a dead body in the trailer and Eddie was missing, that the cops thought he did it no matter how many times Wayne said that their Eddie couldn’t have.

How many times would they defeat the Upside Down only to have it return again? They keep sacrificing everything, only for it to come back even stronger a year later. There was nothing worse than seeing that haunted look on Eddie’s face: the one Steve was sure he’d given once, when he was sure the demodogs would have taken him out in the tunnels what felt like decades ago. But there was no real time to explain everything, only giving bits and pieces of the years they’d spent at war with this thing so Eddie would know what they were facing.

Steve supposed, after everything, it only made sense for the Upside Down to take this from him too, this secret he’d kept carefully wrapped up now exposed for his friends to see.

It happened after he’d been pulled through the bottom of Lover’s Lake into the Upside Down. After struggling for breath in the water, and then having to fight his way out of the hold of dozens of weird demobats with sharp claws and even sharper teeth, Steve wasn’t surprised when he felt that familiar tugging at the base of his skull.

“Oh, shit,” he hissed after spitting out the gluey blood from one of the bats.

The second Steve was on the ground, the others’ attention was pulled away from the strange world around them to focus on him. The convulsing wasn’t as bad as it had been in the past, though Steve could feel his muscles locked up so tightly he was sure something would tear if his body moved wrong. What made this one the worst, though, was that he had three of the most important people in his life standing over him now.

“Steve?” Nancy asked, face contorting into pure concern.

Robin laughed at first, even nudging his hip a little with the tip of her shoe. “C’mon, dingus, very funny. Rabies doesn’t even do that until 24 hours aft—Shit, Steve, Steve are you okay?” The amusement quickly morphed into panic as Steve didn’t get back up off the ground. “What’s happening?”

“He’s seizing,” Nancy spoke up, instantly taking the lead once she recognized what was happening. “Quick, we have to get him on his side so he doesn’t hurt himself.”

Steve could feel hands on him, Nancy’s smaller ones pushing his legs while Eddie’s moved his torso into the right position, holding onto him as tightly as he dared to keep his body from moving back to the supine position.

“Stevie, baby, it’s gonna be okay,” Eddie choked out, not even bothering to hide the tears building and falling from his eyes. The past few days had been like his own personal preview of Hell, but this? Seeing the love of his life suffering without being able to do anything but hold onto him? Eddie was sure nothing else could ever be as terrible. “You’re gonna be okay.”

Eddie repeated it for the full episode, using his free hand to brush through Steve’s hair as his body began to relax under Eddie’s hands. “What was that, baby?” Eddie dared to ask after Steve had time to catch his breath, instinctively turning further on his side to hide his face from Eddie.

It wasn’t that he was ashamed, but the idea of Eddie, Robin, and Nancy having to see him like that made his chest hurt worse than the lack of oxygen. It made him hiccup, his chest stuttering harshly as he fought off the tears he so badly wanted to let out.

“No, ‘s fine. I’m fine,” Steve answered as he began to force his breathing into something that resembled normal, sitting up and pointedly staring at the ground between him and Eddie. “It’s just a thing that happens sometimes, it’s not a big deal.”

“Not a big deal? What the hell, Harrington!” It was Robin who lashed out first, standing a few steps away from where the other three were huddled together on the ground. Her hands were pulling on her hair harshly, tears streaking down her face, and the kind of fear that Steve hadn’t seen since they were being interrogated in the mall basement was written clearly in her eyes. “That is the opposite of not a big deal. You collapsed. I thought you were dying.”

Steve picked at the cuff of one of his pant legs, mourning the way he’d have to ditch his favorite pair of jeans when all of this was over. It was better than seeing the distress on all of his friends' faces, seeing everything he’d fought so hard to avoid.

“How long has this been happening, Steve?” Nancy asked, her voice gentle like she was scared anything more than a whisper would spook him. Steve shrugged, working his jaw as if he might eventually answer even when he had no intention to. “You could’ve told us. We could’ve helped.”

“Didn’t want you to,” Steve murmured, suddenly shaking his head and climbing to his feet. He brushed off the three pairs of worried hands that immediately reached for him, taking a large step back so they couldn’t stop him. “Don’t. Let’s just get moving, okay? We have to find a way outta here.”

“Stevie, we have to ta—” Eddie began, and Steve would hate himself for it later but he couldn’t help but turn on him, cheeks burning with all of the frustration, fear, and humiliation he was feeling after making his friends witness that.

“Just drop it, Eddie. I’m not talking about it, not when we have better things to do,” Steve snapped, picking a direction and immediately starting off toward the horizon, not bothering to check if anyone else was following.

No one said anything for a long time. It wasn’t until Robin and Nancy walked ahead of them in the weird forest that Eddie spoke again. They were walking so close that Eddie’s shoulder brushed Steve’s, still exposed to the chill despite the vest that Eddie had wrapped him up in moments before. It wasn’t the first time Steve had worn something of Eddie’s, but it was the first time Eddie ever let anyone but himself touch his battle vest.

Steve didn’t have the brain power to consider the implications of that.

“Are you really okay?” Eddie asked when it was just the two of them, watching where he was walking but stealing glances at Steve every second he could like if he didn’t then Steve would collapse again.

“I’d be better if everyone stopped asking me that,” Steve huffed, looking up at the red-tinged sky like it might hold the answers he was looking for. The annoyance felt odd on his tongue, barbed and misfitting as he lobbed it harshly at Eddie. The man was just worried, Steve knew that, but already he could see how everyone was treating him differently. Eddie, as close as possible, like he could catch Steve if he collapsed again, and Nancy, who glanced back at him every so often to make sure he was still upright. Even Robin, not once making fun of him since it happened despite having had plenty of opportunities to do so.

“Stevie,” Eddie pressed, finally stopping completely so he could focus his attention on Steve. “We’re worried, that’s it.”

“I know, I know that,” Steve groaned, “I just...”

“What?”

“I don’t know, okay? I don’t know,” Steve let out, running a hand roughly through his hair. “If there’s something wrong with me, if everyone knows I could do that at any second...You don’t get it, Eds, you can’t.”

“Try me, big boy,” Eddie continued, no judgment in his eyes at all, “Before today, I wouldn’t have believed a lot of things. But evil wizards and portal dimensions kinda changed that.” Steve knew he could trust Eddie, and knew that he had been there for him in ways no one else had before. Still, he could feel panic clawing in his throat as he tried to get the words out.

“In all this shit...I don’t know, protecting the kids? That’s always been my job, the one thing I was good at. If I can’t be trusted to do that then...what the hell am I here for?” Steve tried to get out, pointedly not looking at Eddie as he spoke.

“Hey, hey, who said anything about not trusting you?” Eddie instantly spoke, moving around so he could stand in front of Steve. He pressed in close, making it impossible for Steve to avoid looking at him. “Stevie.”

He couldn’t help the little smile that pulled on his lips, just having Eddie this close to him. So Steve looked up, his vision swallowed up by expressive brown eyes.

“Stevie, you’re the damn kids’ hero. They won’t stop talking about you. It was almost getting annoying how much I had to hear about how great you are. I think you’re Dustin’s role model for life,” Eddie spoke.

“I’m not a role model,” Steve answered automatically, cheeks heating up at the thought that he’d really made such a good impression on them. He wanted to be a good support source for them, to help them get through all of these awful experiences they’d all had together. If he could make Dustin’s high school life a little better, if he could be the big brother he’d always wanted to be and the one Dustin had once said he’d dreamed of for years, then everything would be worth it.

“Please, you’d think Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington turned into the goddamn Mother Theresa,” Eddie teased, fingers brushing over the makeshift bandage wrapped around Steve’s middle. “This won’t change how anyone sees you. If anything, seeing you fight through this shit will make them look up to you more, they’ll be insufferable. We just want to help, Stevie, you shouldn’t be doing this all alone.”

And that, well.

“Whatever, Eds,” Steve scoffed, a soft smile clear on his lips as he pulled from Eddie’s grasp and started walking. “C’mon, the girls are getting ahead of us.”

“What, not even a thank you kiss?” Eddie called after him, pulling a startled laugh from Steve.

“Ask me after we’re back in the Rightside Up.”

Steve had almost forgotten about it, after.

After nearly losing Eddie—“What happened to not pulling any hero moves?”—and narrowly saving Max from Vecna, all Steve wanted to do was to sleep for about a week. The entire group gathered at his house, all feeling similarly that it would be much worse to spend this first night alone.

The first night was always the worst, after. When the shadows were still fresh, when he could still hear all the nightmarish sounds and feel the lingering fear of imminent death, the idea of being alone made Steve want to curl up and cry.

That was how he ended up on the floor of his living room piled on top of pillows and blankets while the Party and teens all spread out around the space. He ended up between Eddie and Robin, with his back pressed to Eddie’s front while one of his hands reached out to hold onto Robin’s arm in front of him like he was making sure she wouldn’t disappear in the middle of the night.

It was easy to fall asleep. It was much harder waking up.

It wasn’t a bad one by any means, as it seemed even his body was too exhausted to fully go through the motions. And yet Steve was still startled away by his body tensing, hands curled up painfully toward his chest as his legs twitched and kicked out at Eddie.

This time, though, he didn’t wake up alone. Instead, he came to on his side, with Eddie pressed up close to his back and nose pressed into Steve’s neck, whispering gentle words into his skin. Robin was holding him too, arms wrapped around him from the front and telling him that everything was going to be fine. They were quiet about it, voices barely over a whisper so they didn’t wake the entire group and prompt an explanation Steve was too tired to give.

But God, they were there.

His heart ached in a way it hadn’t ever done before, the feeling swelling in his chest as he let himself be held by the love of his life and his best friend in the entire world. All at once, the past several months of pain rushed up on him, forcing a choked-out sob from Steve’s lips. The tears kept coming once one had been allowed, one hand curling tightly into Robin’s shirt while the other reached out to hold tightly to Eddie’s hand. So Steve cried, allowing himself to take comfort where he never had before.

Steve wasn’t sure how long he cried, just that by the time the sounds eased into something resembling a whimper, he felt more exhausted than he had in ages. It was bone deep, running right through him like all of the tears had caused an outpouring of the last energy reserves Steve had been holding onto. Like, one hug from Eddie and Robin shocked him out of the adrenaline state he’d been living in since the first seizure.

“Thank you,” Steve whispered, voice watery with tears he didn’t have the energy to feel embarrassed about, “thank you.”

“That’s what we’re here for, dingus,” Robin answered, her own cheeks wet with tears.

“Go back to sleep, Stevie, we have you,” Eddie promised, pressing a kiss to Steve’s jaw as his hand started rubbing comforting circles into his hip. “You don’t have to deal with this alone anymore. We’re here.”

Maybe it wasn’t perfect. There would be more episodes, and more tears, and more tough conversations Steve wouldn’t always be ready for. But through it all, he’ll know he had this—people who cared about him, people who loved him.

That knowledge alone made everything feel like it would be okay again for the first time in months.

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travelingtwentysomething · 3 months ago

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Calling all Stranger Things and Marvel Fic Writers-OPEN FIC PROMPT CALL- go go go mfs...

Tags already exist for Harringroveson and Spideypoolverine. We have a market, there is demand, SOMEONE PLEASE SUPPLY

Okay hear me out.

Do you see the vision???

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whataboutthefish · 2 years ago

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About me

HI there, I’m Fishie!

If you have come here from my Stranger Things work, welcome.

I’m just finding my feet in this fandom, I fell for those wonderful gifs of Eddie and binged the show. I am now fully immersed and latched on with the obsession of a new hyper-fixation.

I’m a multishipper and enjoy and write any combination of Steddie, Harringrove and metal sandwich/harringroveson, Hellcheer, drumcheer, Stopper, Whopper, the list goes on!

I’m a fandom old, and I have no tolerance for any fandom hate, I’m proship and I also write dead dove content. I won’t stand for hate on any character or ship, regardless of my opinion of them.

I’ve been blessed since I joined this fandom with the amazing interactions I’ve had with people. I’ve met some amazing creators and the support from readers is so awesome.

I accept prompts and headcanons, I love interacting with people and bouncing ideas around.

I will write most things, if you’re unsure I’m happy to talk about it, I don’t kink shame. My favourite flavor of fic will always be Alpha/beta/omega dynamics, ageplay is a close second. I have no problem switching tops and bottoms.

My asks are always open if you want to chat!

Below are my tumblr ramblings about Omega Steve/Alpha Eddie

The drabble that started it all - Pen Pal Steddie A/b/o

The continuation Pen Pal Steddie a/b/o part 2

This is when I made myself and all of you sad talking about Omega Steve and his nest iykyk read with a tissue

Some angst fix it a/b/o Steddie plus Uncle Wayne

New Years Eve True mates first kiss

Unplanned pregnancy Single Mom Omega Steve

While you were sleeping, here on tumblr and also on ao3

A little thing about Alpha Eddie’s nest

Boarding school au - Omega/omega

Nesting angst - omega steve, pre steddie, religious trauma, neglect

whumpy a/b/o Steddie thoughts. Eddie lives, Steve has ptsd

Harringroveson ficlets

Metal sandwich (harringroveson) a/b/o ptsd

Ao3 - I’m what_about_the_fish on Ao3

one shots

We could plant a house, we could build a tree - Steddie, breeding kink

While you were sleeping - Steddie, omegaverse, mpreg

Finger Food - Steddie, double date, smoking weed, love

Find the Light - Steddie, omegaverse, ptsd, nesting

Harrington’s Milk Bar - Steddie omegaverse, omega Eddie, prime alpha Steve, breast milk

If I should fall - Steddie, omegaverse, sex pollen

Show off - pre-steddie, Steve/unnamed female, voyeurism, exhibitionism

You can be my sugar, baby - Harringrove, omegaverse, alpha/alpha

Dear Mumma - Steddie, teen and up, mentions of suicide and mental health problems

I need to know - Hellcheer, voyeurism masturbation

Push and Pull - Eddie/Billy, D/s, sub Billy, Dom Eddie, bratting, pain play, discipline, punishment, aftercare

Take my hand, take my heart - Steddissy, A/B/O, Alpha Chrissy, Alpha Eddie, omega Steve, D/s, Dom Chrissy, speed dating, threesome

Everybody wants you - Harringrove - Song fic, rockstart Billy, Popstar Steve, Enemies to lovers

Alpha Darling - Steddie, A/B/O, D/s, Omega Steve, Alpha Eddie, Dom Steve, Sub Eddie, public play, topping from the bottom

multi chapter

Yeah, you made me feel - Steddie, Omegaverse, Virgin Steve, hs au NOW COMPLETE

I’ve been in Chains - Steddie, omegaverse, sex slavery, rescue, healing, trauma

Sweet Drop - Stopper, omegaverse, traditional values, collared, spankings, domestic discipline

Sweet child of mine - Stopper, mpreg chapters related to Sweet Drop

One nest to rule them all - Collection of all my above threads in one place on Ao3

It’s a lonely world when everybody knows your name - Steddie Big bang A/B/O alpha Steve, omega Eddie, 90′s supermodel fasion au COMEPLETE

Made for you, Made for me - Billy/Hopper, A/B/O, omega Hopper, Alpha Billy, true mates, COMPLETE

And then you came - Harringrove Big Bang - D/s universe, Sub Billy, Dom Steve, daddy dom, Baby brat, slow burn, collars, D/s themes, kneeling, Dom voice COMPLETE

ART?

One thing I love to do is horrible edits, I play with making gifs and video edits. I take great pleasure in abusing the small amount of skill I have and using it for evil.

Fire Elmo but make it Stranger Things

A Strange new dawn - Jim Hopper/Charlie Swan - the ship you never knew you needed, video edit

Don’t mess around with Jim - Hopper gifset

You might not like her - Chrissy’s Story video edit

Eddie Munson - Death by rock and roll video edit

More Serious Art

Back in the Saddle by @violetkaos - art for ST rare pair big bang - Steve/Eddie/Dmitri - cowboy au.

Take me away (A secret place) by @jordyn-undead art for ST rare pair big bang - Steve/Dmitri - Steve is taken to Russia

This is where we part ways if you don’t enjoy content of the dead dove variety. I hope you’ve enjoyed you time here.

For those of you who do partake in a dove or two, below are links to my dead dove fics. All are clearly labeled and tagged.

Dead Dove

My arms will hold you, baby - Hopper/Reader, Omorashi, piss kink

The Ultimate Sin - Steddie-spree, twincest, incest, omegaverse, camboy,

Monsters in my bed - Steddie, extreme gore, non con, demon Eddie

This darkened street we travel - Steddie, serial killer Eddie, dark Steve, murder, fucking

Daddy’s Boys - Steve/Billy/Hopper - Little/caregiver au, little steve, little Billy, Daddy Hopper, sex... so much sex

Two of my favourite things - Steddie, ageplay, forced regression

Baby love, our baby love - Steddissy - age play, sexual age regression

Two of my Favourite things - Steddie, age play, forced regression, watersports, diapers

Daddy’s boys - Hopper/Steve/Billy - age play universe, sex aged up and down, extreme dead dove - read tags

Drink up - mungrove, omorashi, watersports, public play, dom drop, aftercare

#about me #pinned intro #fanfiction #my writing #my edits #my gifs #stranger things #current fandom #steddie #metal sandwich #harringrove #harringroveson #stopper

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thatgirlwithasquid · 1 month ago

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Hiiii! It’s me, harringroveera! I’m really curious about Fairy Tale and kinktober somno 👀👀👀 sounds hella exciting already

Hiii! 💕

Fairy Tale is a Beauty and the Beast Steddie AU that I haven't touched in well over a year by now, but I've been thinking about it recently and kinda wanna pick it back up 🫣

I originally started writing it for the Harringroveson Bingo back in 2022 alongside the Broken Soulmarks wip. I think 'Fairy Tale' may well have been the prompt itself, I chose to do Beauty and the Beast because there was a lot of Kas!Eddie stuff going around at the time that inspired me and thought it could work

It's a dark-ish fic that takes place in the Upside Down where Steve pretty much indentures himself to a monstrous vampire!Eddie in exchange for Dustin's safe passage back to Hawkins. I reread what I wrote for it yesterday(?) and it's actually really good??? I have no clue why I abandoned it in the middle of chapter 2

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Whatever this thing was, it was all wrong. Unnatural. It carried it’s gait in a hunched-over manor, like the sheer weight of it was pulling it down. Like the earth itself, even in this monstrous realm, was calling this thing back to the ground, towards death and decay where its skin may be feasted upon by rot, because something such as this should never have come into creation. What was worse, as the thing righted itself from where it had fallen to the floor, was that the body was almost that of a man. Almost if not for wings encased in shadow that stretched out about him like deep, dark gateways into the blackness beyond. They were bigger than the thing’s body, spiked tips dragging along the floor as it righted itself, rolling its shoulders and raising its neck. Steve had the distinct impression that its eyes, hidden behind a shroud of dark, matted hair, were trained on him.

Kinktober - Somno is exactly what it says on the tin lmao. I'm still only halfway through the first draft (it's not great so far but I'm fully intending on neatening up after I succeed the battle with my asexuality to even get the whole thing out in the first place) but it's a fun challenge to work on.

It's, as to be expected, a harringrove somnophilia fic for harringrove kinktober. But it is coming out weirdly domestic? It's established relationship Harringrove and I made the little bit of setup cuter than I meant to, but y'know what the guys deserve it <3

They're just boyfriends with unfortunately busy work days who are horny for each other. As they should be. I have faith they can work it out, they're living together in this fic after all

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His day had been long; he’d picked up some overtime at the garage, working on cars until the sun was dipping dangerously close to the horizon before even considering going home. It wasn’t something he did every day, but without Steve at home in the evenings he didn’t see any rush to get back to an empty apartment. Maybe Max had been right about them needing a cat, something to keep Billy company in the hours between the end of his shift and the end of Steve’s. For now, though, Billy had a tupperware of leftover takeout and a battered, old copy of his favourite book. Within twenty minutes his eyes were drooping and the words on the pages blurred together.

(not sharing any snippets of the actual smut quite yet cause it definitely needs another draft first hahaha)

#wip game

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billyharringson · 2 years ago

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So a few months back I wrote an angst with a sad ending fic called 'I Love You, I'm Sorry'. I've now used one of my last @harringroveson-bingo prompts to write a companion piece that kind of fixes it (with a bunch of angst thrown in anyway)

Square: B1 - reunion

Rating: Mature

Ship: Harringrove

Additional tags: Abusive Relationships, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Physical Abuse, Verbal Abuse, Hurt/Comfort, Gaslighting, Cheating, Implied/Referenced Cheating, Billy Hargrove Needs a Hug, Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington in Love, Steve Harrington is Bad at Feelings, College, Angst with a Happy Ending, Breaking out of an abusive relationship, Billy Hargrove & Maxine "Max" Mayfield Have a Good Relationship

Summary: Billy escapes Hawkins to attend college in California. In an attempt to forget the pretty boy he left behind he begins dating someone new, someone who may look like Steve but acts a lot more like Neil. Feeling trapped and unable to leave Billy has resigned himself to this new way of life, then one day Steve turns up on his doorstep.

AO3:

#billy hargrove #stranger things #steve harrington #fanfic #harringrove #harringroveson bingo

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travelingtwentysomething · 3 months ago

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Alternately, or... As well 👉👈

Somehow draw this lil scene from my dumb Harringroveson x Spideypoolverine one-shot A Sticky Situation if it so inspires a vision from you -

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“So, yeah. We’ve been watching you, testing you. Because we-” Billy's right arm had come to rest extended along the top of the seat between them, gestured with a thumb between himself and Eddie, then reached out his hand the last few inches and clasped Steve on the shoulder, “want you…” Billy smoldered.

Steve flushed and barely managed to stop from squirming under Billy’s burning hand.

“T-to,” Steve swallowed thickly around the lump in his throat, unable to tear his eyes away from Billy’s heated gaze, “-join your team?” Steve tried to clarify.

“Sure, we can call it that.” Billy wore a knowing smirk as he watched the flush climb up Steve’s neck and face.

“Like, The Avengers, but gayer.” Eddie inserted himself again, throwing his crumpled burrito wrappers at the back of Billy’s head, earning a deep growl from him that had not just Eddie squirming in appreciation of that bass rumble.

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Here's the link if you're interested in reading it whole🥲

I just hit 1k followers! (you're all insane thank you so much) It's been an amazing few months here, I've met so many kind and supportive people <3

To say thank you I'm opening my steddie art requests for the next two days - send an ask with anything, a dumb t-shirt, an au, an outfit, a pose, a trope, a location, whatever you want to see those two morons up to!

Specific wills & wonts under the cut -

Will

Steddie, just Steve, just Eddie

Platonic Stobin and platonic Hellcheer - other characters provided Steve or Eddie are the focus

Trans!characters

Suggestive and/or vaguely sexual scenes (I won't draw something that makes me uncomfortable but feel free to ask if you're unsure)

Creature/monster aus

Wont

Full NSFW (anything that would get deleted from tumblr)

Any a03 archive warnings or offensive content

No promises for the level of detail, I'll do what I can but it depends how much time and energy I have 😅

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lostlimerence · 2 years ago

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Those Nights

Cw: implied abuse, implied SA, Billy’s self-hatred/self-worth issues

It’s one of those nights.

One of those nights when he doesn’t feel real.

When Steve touches him. It burns like a brand, like the grip of a hand he’s tried so hard to forget.

And gods he just wants to be good, wants to be normal, doesn’t want to be this fucked up thing.

But he can’t help himself. He freezes like a scared fucking child, hates himself as his vision blurs. Hates himself as he tries to just fucking breathe. Hates himself as the ghosts of his past rise up to pick at the scabs marring his soul.

And Steve notices, because of course he does, because Steve is wonderful and beautiful and real and Billy isn’t, he isn’t, Billy doesn’t even deserve to be a person.

Doe eyes fill with concern “Billy what’s….” Billy cuts off the question, grips his wrist and closes his eyes as he whispers into the darkness “I just want to be good for you Stevie and I can’t, I can’t tonight,” his voice catches jagged in his throat, he tries to breathe, tears fall and by god he hates himself. He feels pathetic, worthless.

A small soft gasp floats in the air above him “baby you’re always good. God so good always.” he sounds so certain Billy almost believes him, but he can’t, he can’t believe him so instead he says “I’m not even real Stevie you deserve better, so much better than me, sometimes I can’t even…” his throat closes before he can finish.

And god Steve looks devastated and Billy hates himself.

The brunette takes a deep breath, “Sometimes I don’t believe you’re real either,” and Billy winces but Steve continues “sometimes I look at you baby and I think god what did I do? What did I do to get to be with someone so beautiful, so thoughtful, so smart, so kind?” a pause “sometimes I think this man can’t be real, not this wonderful man who feels so much, who’s been hurt far too fucking much” a bit of anger seeps into Steve’s voice but he curbs it quickly reaching out to swipe a thumb gently over Billy’s cheek brushing tears to the side “I love you Billy, you’re real and you’re good and you’re beautiful and wonderful and amazing and…”

Billy’s sobs and Steve lies back down next to him “you don’t need to be anything but you for me baby,” he whispers.

“But I can’t always…” he trails off again, ashamed.

“Billy you don’t have to. Not with me,” Steve whispers lips pressed against soft curls. He keeps kissing, pressing them repeatedly to Billy’s temple “you’re here with me, you’re real, you’re good, you’re beautiful” he mumbles it like a mantra.

And eventually Billy’s chest loosens a little. The hands fade, and it’s still one of those nights, but Steve, Steve helps make them a little more bearable.

#harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #stranger things #billy centric #angst #fic #not sure if it’s actually just shit writers block has messed my brain #was thinking this would be harringroveson but it didn’t happen my next one will be a mungrove from one of the prompts I got this is just me #testing out my rusty brain #billy x steve

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mungrovebingos · 10 months ago

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FAQ & Rules

Check our FAQ and Rules listed under the cut for the Mungrove Kiss Bingo!

FAQ

What is this?

Mungrove Kiss Bingo is a Stranger Things-themed fanwork event focused on the “Billy Hargrove/Eddie Munson” pairing. It’s low-pressure and open to all!

Do I have to sign up?

You do not need to sign-up, as there is only one bingo card for everyone, and it was already posted. All you need to participate is create something to match one or several prompts and post it in the AO3 collection, or on tumblr/twitter and @ and tag the mungrovebingos account so we can see and reblog!

What is the timeline?

The event will be running from February 14th, 2024 to March 1st, 2024.

What kind of content is accepted?

Everything! You can submit any form of creative fanwork you can think of. We welcome all forms of writings (fanfic, headcanons, poetry, song lyrics, etc.), ‘fanarts’ (traditional art, digital art, photography, knitting, cooking, music, etc.) and works in progress! For example, digital art includes drawings, paintings, gifsets, edits, fanmixes… Everything you can think of.

Do you accept late submissions?

We will accept late submissions until March 8th, 2024.

Which platforms are allowed?

You can post anywhere you want; we accept submissions to the AO3 collection and will be reblogging on Tumblr and retweeting on Twitter. If you wish to post something on other platforms such as Instagram or else, you can ask the mungrovebingos tumblr to post a link to your creation on your behalf. We also accept anonymous contributions on AO3 and Tumblr.

Is NSFW/E-rated content allowed?

Yes, adults can create NSFW content—but remember everything must be tagged appropriately! We allow NSFW, E-rated and 18+ content. If you’re wondering about specific warnings (such as non-con, underage, major character death, “dead dove: do not eat”, etc.) please check out the rules below!

What are the specifics concerning the AO3 collection?

The Collection will be open on February 14th, 2024.

Do we have to fit every square in one work?

No, you can use several prompts for one work, or one prompt per work, it’s all up to you!

Rules

1. Any type of content should be mainly focused on the Billy/Eddie pairing.

That said—other pairings are allowed, as long as Mungrove is the focus. For example: you can have Max/Lucas as a secondary pairing. Mentions of past or relationships are obviously allowed, but “Billy/Eddie/[character]” ships such as Harringroveson (Billy/Eddie/Steve) aren’t meant to be a part of this event. We obviously won’t hunt you and take you down with a sniper if the fic you write (for example) mentions this ship, but it has to be focused on Billy and Eddie.

2. No explicit situations of characters under 16 are allowed.

Explicit situations include extremely violent or sexual situations. If you are unsure whether your content is considered explicit or not, you can send an ask to the Mungrove tumblr (you do not need a tumblr account). If the characters are above 16, everything else is allowed (dark themes, smut, etc…) as long as you follow rule #4.

3. No bashing allowed.

“Spite” content must be restricted to spite against Canon or anything considered Stranger Things in-universe. We discourage bashing against characters. Being critical isn’t bashing! Portraying Neil as a bigoted, violent man isn’t bashing considering how he behaves in the show and there is such a thing as an unreliable narrator (Example: Billy thinking Everything Is Max’s Fault) and that is more than fine, but a heavy focus on making a character much worse than he actually is to create spite content against another ship for example is heavily discouraged (Example: turning Steve into some kind of awful evil ex as a fuck you to Steddie, Harringrove or Harringroveson shippers is prohibited, there is no need for such things).

4. Content must always be tagged appropriately.

No matter what platform you post on, tag your content appropriately and follow the platform’s etiquette. For example: if you post NSFW Mungrove art featuring choking on a non-explictly NSFW Twitter account, mark your content as sensitive and add “choking” to your tweet—so that people can be appropriately warned. If you post Mungrove headcanons on Tumblr featuring Child Abuse, either warn about it in your post or by using the tagging system. If you post on AO3, you must use the appropriate rating, the Archive Warnings whenever necessary, and either tag trigger warnings with canonical tags or list them in the author’s notes. If you use the Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings for surprises and/or twists, tag major trigger warnings in the end notes. For example: if you post a Soundcloud song with lyrics containing Major Character Death and Torture; add “torture and mcd” to your end notes as content warning if you decided to pick Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings on AO3.

#mungrovekissbingo2024 #*rules #*FAQ

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jellyfishloveletterghosts · 8 months ago

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The next fic I post to Ao3 (on Friday) will be the 300th Stranger Things one for me.

This is from stuff I have in the edit pile and depending on which ship wins there may be a second poll to pick which one I edit and post. I was thinking about doing prompts but people don't really send those that often and I'm still out of town until Thursday so I won't have a lot of time to work on new stuff. That being said, my ask box is always open. No promise I'll do anything for it but sometimes I do get inspired to do them.

#harringrove #steddie #stommy #harringroveson #jellyghostfic #metalsandwich

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makeadealwithdean · 2 years ago

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I posted 3,715 times in 2022

That's 626 more posts than 2021!

93 posts created (3%)

3,622 posts reblogged (97%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@evergreencowboy (of course lmao)

@angelsdean

@deanandkastiel

@becauseofthebowties

@thursdaysidjit

I tagged 3,710 of my posts in 2022

#dean winchester - 951 posts

#destiel - 682 posts

#castiel - 678 posts

#steve harrington - 523 posts

#stranger things - 508 posts

#billy hargrove - 448 posts

#jensen ackles - 376 posts

#eddie munson - 349 posts

#spnedit - 329 posts

#spn - 280 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#if billy had lived they would’ve found comfort in each other as platonic besties and they’d talk about their boyfriends and they’d be happy

My Top Posts in 2022:

makeadealwithdean's friday sunday fic list - stranger things

here's the fics i've read this week (09/02/22) and yes, this is supposed to happen on friday, but work kicked my ass this week, so here we are on sunday night. my bad! anyway, as always, writers, if you don't wanna be on here, let me know, and i'll take you right off! and most of these are gonna be smut and 18+ only, so minors dni!!!

steve harrington:

mommy? sorry. mommy? * by @hawkins-losers

more perv!steve * by @creelteeth

just like in the movies * by @the-archxr

two idiots by @huffle-pissed

are we more? by @keeryshouse (my note: omg I LOVE THIS FIC so much— 100% a comfort fic of mine)

eddie munson:

shy!reader smokes with eddie * by @indouloureux

three men and a baby by @queenimmadolla

needy * by @thisishellfire (my note: this made me SCREAM)

fake it * by @fan-fantasies

stress relief * by @evergreencowboy (my note: OH I AM FERAL BYE)

eddie helping you out of a panic attack by @ddejavvu

friction * by @faeology

eddie’s horny in the middle of the night * by @hellfirehoe

other (including ships):

brusk manners * by @latelyanobsession (billy hargrove x reader)

teasing billy while he's working * by @prrttycrier (billy hargrove x reader )

fuck the hate away * by @dckweed (billy hargrove x reader)

living after midnight (rocking to the dawn) * by @mourntheantagonist (harringrove)

billy hargrove x reader smut (and the first 2 parts) * by @bluesfortheredj

this sweet harringrove blurb by @ariesbilly

eddie and y/n tease steve at work * by @lilacletter (steddie x y/n)

head rush * by @deedoop (harringroveson, eddie x steve x billy)

three inch rule by @fanatics4l (harringrove + hopper) (my note: would just like to add that this fic prompted an hour long discussion with my bestie and my s/o bc i just loved it that much)

harringroveson plays d&d by @biillyhargroves

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738 notes - Posted September 4, 2022

let’s remember the real reason for the season

776 notes - Posted November 4, 2022

haven’t seen the winchesters pilot yet but this put me at peace

911 notes - Posted October 11, 2022

makeadealwithdean’s friday fic list - stranger things

here's a list of the fics i've read this week (8/26/22) and highly, highly recommend! these fics are not mine and belong only to the writers, so writers, if you don't want to be mentioned on here, message me, and i'll take you off no questions asked! also, most of these fics are smut and 18+ ONLY, so minors dni!!

steve harrington:

~ i want to touch you * by @poeticandors (my note: this whole series is PHENOMENAL, probably my favorite steve series <;3)

~ pretending * by @poeticandors

~ perv!steve * by @creelteeth

~ put away my pride * by @wtfsteveharrington

~ baby, baby, baby * by @pixiemunsons

~ the king (pornstar!steve) * by @poetrieshouse

~ sex education * by @sortagaysortahigh (my notes: my other very favorite steve series)

~ fake it 'til you make it by @thefreak-thebanished

~ power trip * by @silkscream

~ car troubles * by @hellfiresangel

~ private eyes * by @peachesworld96

~ you shook me all night long * (series) by @pinkchubbiebunnie (my note: i LOVE this series sooooo much <;3)

~ needy * by @bvmbshell

~ cloud 9 * by @sortagaysortahigh

eddie munson:

~ the dungeon master * by @chaoticmunson

~ 18 * by @chaoticmunson

~ vanilla * by @fan-fantasies

~ BOO? * by @eagerbby

~ nice bracelet * by @starbxcks

~ cover girl * by @eddies-perm

~ out loud by @iheartyouyou

~ menace by @retrobutterflies

~ groupie * by @hellfirebabes

~ birthday surprise * by @hellfirebabes

~ the crescent moons by @huffle-pissed

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1,636 notes - Posted August 26, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

give it a try - s.h.

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1,641 notes - Posted August 6, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #wow i really tagged all posts except FIVE #also don't look at my created to reblog ratio. it's just embarassing #also not my steve smut being number 1 lmaooo

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