#southern eddie munson

[hawkinsbnbg]

anytime, darlin'

prompt: guard | word count: 532 | rated: T | tags: mutual pining, strangers to lovers, shotgunning, dom/sub undertone | @steddiemicrofic | ao3

Stumbling through the exit door, Steve moved to lean against the nearest wall, fingers rubbing at his throbbing temple.

He liked Alibi Tarven—away from Hawkins and served good beers—but the place could be overwhelming sometimes. And tonight, it seemed, had proved to not be his friend.

He rummaged in his pockets for the Marlboro pack, cursing under his breath when he dropped the only cigarette left. Before he could crouch down to retrieve it, a ringed hand beat him to it and caused Steve to jump a little.

With his tunnel vision, he didn't realize someone had already been there, especially not the hot bartender—Eddie—who had barely said a word to him and still managed to sneak into many of his (wet) dreams lately.

Maybe it was those sharp eyes, tattoos, that Southern drawl and low bun. Maybe it was those toned forearms, long legs, and lean build. Whatever it was, Steve kind of figured he wasn't as straight as he thought.

(Not necessarily a big deal. But he was still grateful Robin had held his hands while he steamrolled through his crisis.)

If Eddie heard his startled yelp, the man didn't say anything. Instead, Eddie offered to light the cigarette for him, which Steve declined politely because he refused to put the soiled butt into his mouth.

He shoved his trembling hands into his pockets. Another side effect after Starcourt. Annoying, but far more tolerable than those persistent nightmares and migraines.

Wordlessly, Eddie fished out a joint and lighted it, took a drag, and exhaled tendrils of smoke while regarding him with those hooded eyes.

“You trust me, sweetheart?”

Steve gaped, caught off guard by the question. But he must be crazy, because despite them being strangers still, he found himself nodding.

It was enough for Eddie to step closer and plant a hand by his head.

“Open up.”

As if possessed, Steve complied, trying to not gasp when their lips almost touched, curling his tongue to keep the smoke fed to him.

Then he inhaled, feeling his tremor subsided, limbs loosened as tension bled out of him.

“There you are,” Eddie smiled lazily, giving his heart a heavy thud. “Feelin’ better, yet?”

“Mhm,” he nodded slowly, eyes big and shiny as they glanced up through his lashes. “Thank you.”

“Anytime, darlin’,” Eddie drawled, all low and sexy.

“I’m Steve,” he blurted out, blushing. “But I can also be your, uhm, sweetheart.”

Inside his head, Robin put a tally mark on the ‘You Rule’ column.

“So sweet, huh?” Eddie thumbed his bottom lip, dark eyes glinting with amusement and something akin to fondness. “Made of sugar, aren't you?”

“I am,” Steve giggled, hooking his hands behind Eddie's neck. “Wanna have a taste?”

As if waiting for just that, Eddie grinned, strong arm snaking around his waist possessively, big hand swallowing the back of his head, pulling him into a bruising kiss.

The morning after, Eddie would ask him to stay for breakfast, and he’d agree without doubt, not knowing Eddie had plans, not knowing he was going to be wooed and adored until he became molasses.

But he would, eventually. When Eddie continued loving him every day. And ever and after.

[starrystevie]

allergy season attacks hawkins particularly badly one year and it hits steve like a freight train. stuffed nose, headaches, body chills, fatigue, the works. he's never been good at being sick; he gets too whiney and too dependent on those around him even though he can indeed get out of bed to make his own bowl of cereal. and poor eddie has no idea what to do so he makes steve the thing his momma would make him when he was sick, the cure all to feeling better: chicken and dumplings.

eddie's in the kitchen for hours as he tries to perfect the recipe, calling up wayne to help decipher his sister's handwriting from an old recipe rolodex, shooing steve out of the kitchen when he comes in moaning and pitiful and seeking cuddles. the dumplings might turn out too tough and lumpy and the broth a little too salty, but he's proud of himself nonetheless. eddie carries the bowl into their room on a little tray with a gentle smile and extra biscuits on the side, and pulls a chair up to the bedside to spoonfeed steve like the miserable baby he is all because of a stuffy nose.

but the first bite has steve grimacing, causing eddie's smile to shift into a frown as he blows on another bite so it won't be too hot.

"you don't like it?" eddie asks, pouting and giving the puppy dog eyes to end all other puppy dog eyes.

and steve doesn't have the heart to tell him that he's never liked chicken and dumplings, even when his great-grandma made it that one time she visited and made the dumplings from scratch. so he forces himself to smile, forces his face to unpinch and happily take another bite as eddie offers it.

"no, it's not that," he says as well as he can around a mouth of food and stopped-up nose. "just can't taste all that much right now, you know 'cause of the mouth breathing and stuff, and that bite was just a bit too hot and... umm..."

with no more excuses coming to his allergy-riddled brain, steve opens his mouth like a baby bird and eddie grins like there's no place he'd ever want to be and feeds him another bite of his least favorite food in the world. or well, that's not entirely true since this version is his new favorite, and it's all because of the love that was put into it. so he'll hide his disgust and eat the goddamn chicken and dumplings if it means steve will get to see more of those smiles from eddie.

[paintedpatroclus]

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[takabinaryy]

Little Helper

Idea by me Steddie Caregivers Eddie and Wayne Regressor Steve Both Munson men are southern in this by the way Little Steve’s small age is 2-3 sometimes it's 5 toddler Eddie was running a little bit late for work and forgot to make his lunch. don't worry though Steve help Wayne make lunch and bring it to him

Usually if Steve went to bed little he would be waking up little, especially on weekends. It was Saturday morning and it wasn't tapping to his face that woke Eddie up. No it was his phone playing some random metal music as his ringtone, the had look at the time and it was 7:50 am. Way to early for one of the rugrats to be calling him but unfortunately for the young Munson it was his boss telling him to come in early. Aka Eddie had to go to work today which meant he had to leave earlier, aka eight in the morning.

All because he had to help train a newbie do ink work, he was in such a rush that the metalhead had forgotten two things. One being to make himself a lunch and the second? Well it was to give Steve a goodbye kiss before leaving. So when Steve had actually woken up around almost ten basically even to a empty bed with no note or text. Being in a toddler mindset he was right , to be a tiny bit upset about his dada not being in bed with him. He pulled on one of Eddie's band shirts luckily for him he slept in his ,sleep shorts so he didn't have "hunt" for one in the clean hamper of clothes. The brunette wondered out of the room and down the hall into the kitchen.

Where Wayne was already awake and making pancakes, his coffee mug being right next him. The older made looked behind him seeing the other "stray" he had took in and that his son had claimed as "his" a long time ago.

" Well Morin dewdrop, ya sleep okay? Teddy already gone and left for work a while ago"

" morning to you to Wayne. I slept fine, a little sad teddy didn't kiss me goodbye "

Steve says grabbing the coffee pot and pouring some in a mug. Only for Wayne to pour it back in his own mug and and pulls out chocolate milk from the fridge and gets it in a sippy cup. Handing it back to Steve with a knowing nod that he knows Steve is little. Even if he was still shy about being little in front of Wayne.

" ya a light sleeper ain't you? Maybe teddy was in a rush Eve" Wayne puts their breakfast on plates then setting them down on the table. One in front of Steve with a kiss to the boy's head and one next to his newspaper. Now sitting down the man opens the paper first before eating like he always does on his days off that he to doesn't have to wake up early to leave for work.

" ...um uh Wayne?.."

" I told ya before Eve you can regress when I'm around. I don't mind one but. It helps ya don't it?"

"Well ye-" Steve got cut off when the older man clears his throat and gives the younin a pointed look.

" Then I ain't gonna stop ya or tell you how to relax. I ain't gonna judge ya boy. If did I feel like I'd get a shoe thrown at me"

" Teddy is would never hit you with something Wayne"

Nah he's like his late mama, He'd be like her and would definitely throw a shoe at me. Wouldn't be the first time either, though he's a bad aim it always missed me"

Wayne tells Steve laughing a little bit telling him a story on him remembering his sister when they were teenagers always rough housing with each other. And their own mama gettin on them for stupid shit they'd get up to. Especially with how Eddie's long hair is now if Wayne pulled a old picture of his sister , and held it up to his son/nephew. He'd say the metalhead is a spitting image of his late mama.

A bit later almost about lunch time to be exact Wayne can see Steve in the living room, from where he is standing in the kitchen. Making Mac and cheese, along with sandwiches for them both. He can also see that Eddie's actual lunchbox is on the counter, welp looks like Steve will be happy about their little trip to go see Teddy.

" Eve sunshine come here please "

Steve turns off the tv grabbing his stuffed bat and walks over to Wayne , placing the bat on the counter.

"Would you like to help me with Teddy's lunch? And possibly we can go bring it to him?"

"Yes I can helps! We gotta makes him a sandwich to"

He tells Wayne as if the older man wasn't already gonna make his nephew a sandwich, and adding some other things to the lunchbox. Wayne just pats Steve's head and switches the turkey(that he had out for his and Steve's sandwich) for honey ham for Eddie's. Since Steve knows what his boyfriend/caregiver likes , the brunette walks around the other male to the fridge and grabs the carrot sticks from the fridge, handing them over to the older Munson.

Once the third sandwich was made , carrot sticks in a small baggie along with another ziplock half full of slices of mango and peaches with lime juice and honey drizzled on them. Slightly weird snack trust me he knows but his son/nephew has always been weird but Wayne and Steve wouldn't have it any other way. Of course it didn't take long for Eddie's lunch to be packed up and set in Steve's backpack , Wayne figured once they got there to the tattoo shop all three of them can eat together. Now loading them both in the pick-up truck already, made sure Steve had on warmer clothes on. Turning on the radio to a random station that has decent sounding songs playing, " Mr fluff" the grey fluffy crow plush being in the little's lap along with the backpack full of their lunch.

" You think Teddy will be busy with people when we get there"

Steve broke the silence well besides the music playing in the background, Wayne glances over then just as quickly turns his attention back to the road. Of course the older man answers as honestly as he possibly can.

" Maybe Eve, You never know with the shop these days. Hell Teddy could be just getting on his break when we get there"

And just like that it only took about half an hour to actually get have the truck parked next to Eddie's van in front of the shop. Which gave Steve a slightly closer look in the open blinds window. Clearly seeing one of Eddie's coworkers outside having, a smoke break who in turn recognizes Wayne's truck and waves at them. With a giggle from the boy next to him, he waves back and gets out and rounds over to Steve's side. And opens the door for the other letting the regressed male out , who simply jumps out with the stuff in his arms, giving Wayne a soft smile. The second the two step at least a few steps to the door, said door pushes open with non other than Eddie pushing it open. And of course having a surprised look on his face the minute, his eyes land on his uncle and his adorable boyfriend.

" Well now ain't this a surprise, what are ya'll doin here?"

" Teddy ya forgot somethin on ya way out this mornin? "

Wayne asked which makes his young kin think for a moment trying to, figure out what exactly he had forgotten. Of course he knew he had his keys, wallet, his phone, the walkie that Dustin had given him( even if the kid has a phone) , his lunch-Oh sweet cherry pie that's what he forgot.  Eddie had indeed forgotten to make himself a lunch and, bring it with him before leaving this morning! The metalhead sighs and runs his fingers , through his half brushed hair, giving Wayne and Steve a slight smile.

" Don't worry Bubba, Eve and I thought we'd make lunch and maybe eat it together. If ya ain't busy of course "

“ Mhms! I helped make yous lunch with uncle Wayne. Got your snack added to it too!”

Steve piped up from standing next to Wayne with a wide smile spread on his face, as he talked to his caregiver/boyfriend. Who has reached forward and gently ruffled the brunette’s hair a bit, then gives Wayne a hug for a moment before doing the same to Steve of course. Eddie takes the backpack out of the clearly mentally four or maybe five year old’s(Steve’s headspace age) hand. And hands it off to Wayne, then scoops Steve up and settles the slightly young male on his hip. Giving his sunshine a bunch of kisses all over the other’s face, that definitely has giggles filling both Munson men ears.

“ I’m lucky. Im on my lunch break then. And thank ya very much for bringin me lunch. Wayne , Stevie”

“ No problem what’s so ever, we wouldn’t want ya to starve-“

“ I wouldn’t starve. I probably would have-“

“ Nah. I rather ya eat the food ya make instead of gettin from the food or drink vedin machines”

The older Munson told the younger as he walked to the back of his truck and opened the, “bed” up and got the spare blanket out and layed it out on the bed of the truck. Eddie who’s watching his uncle set up the “ truck picnic “ , mind you is one of the things they used to do when Eddie was way younger(8 to 13) it was mostly a summer thing though.(neither of them at the time wanted to eat lunch inside and they liked the outside even on hot days)

Eddie also walks over and sets Steve down on the blanket, and helps his uncle set up and place their food down on said blanket next to the regressed male. Once it’s all set up Eddie jumps in from the side of the truck and gets in behind Steve, moving and setting him in his own lap. And for the rest of the metalhead’s lunch break , they ate lunch together, even having a few coworkers said “ hello/hey”(just greeting them) or just chatted for a little bit before going in the shop. Thankfully it didn’t rain and it was mostly sunny and all an all a good day. Wayne definitely knowing when the break does come to an end, Eddie will most definitely try to make up an excuse to stay and hold Steve.( they like cuddles)

[fiori7ura]

“make him pay.”

words — 587 | rating — teen & up

★ warnings: none!

based on the prompt sentence, “If you die, I’m gonna kill you,” by @writinginstardust, which you can find here

—

They're standing outside of the Munson's trailer, huddled in a group. Robin, Nancy, and Steve on one side, facing Eddie and Dustin. Thunder rolls in the atmosphere around them, and it's their final destination before they go to try and kill Vecna.

The air is musky and stinks like nasty ass mildew, it's fucking freezing, Steve can't feel his goddamn fingers, and now, he has to say goodbye to Eddie and Dustin and turn his back. Be the strong man, the big man, and walk away.

It's hard to do.

Steve makes sure to put his best into the little speech he prepared to Robin before all of this.

"Don't try and be cute, or be a hero, or something," he huffs, looking at Eddie. "You guys are just—decoys."

Dustin nods along with Steve while he's talking, and Steve imagines that's just like how he does when he's in class. He loves that kid with every bone in his body.

Eddie smiles weakly, his dimples not popping like they normally do. His smile doesn't meet his eyes, and Steve's chest aches in a bad way.

Steve goes to turn away as he gives Eddie and Dustin one last look, but he hears Eddie's voice ring out behind him and gives into the weakness crawling up the knobs of his spine.

"Hey, Steve?"

Eddie's eyes are squinted, his head is tilted ever-so-slightly, and there's a determined set to his jaw.

He looks down, eyes darting around, facing towards the hard dirt ground, avoiding eye contact with Steve. Then he glances back up, weary as ever.

"Make him pay," Eddie mutters out, and the mask he always wears to hide how he feels is now withering away. Steve can see it in his face.

Steve nods, goes to walk away, then pauses. Stands there for a second, maybe a minute, weighing his choices, and decides, fuck it.

He heads straight toward Eddie, grabs the open sides of his jacket, and pulls him close, pressing his mouth to Eddie's.

"If you die, I’m gonna kill you, Munson," Steve mumbles against his lips, hot breath passed between them in their small shared space.

Eddie cups his face delicately, like Steve will break if he's not too careful with him, and nods. "I promise, you'll see me after this, Stevie. You can hate me for as long as you live if I don't come back."

Steve pulls away, nudges his nose against Eddie's, and grins. "As if I could ever hate you, Eds."

Eddie chuckles, and his eyes crinkle, and those devistatingly cute dimples pop out, and Steve feels so giddy inside.

Robin clears his throat behind him, and Steve gives him a knowing smile, playfully rolling his eyes.

"Guess that's my cue. I'll see you soon, Eddie."

Eddie pulls his grimy hands away from Steve's face, and gives him one last peck, soft and sweet.

"See you."

Steve nods, and Eddie nods back, winking, and his smile is still present on his beautiful face.

When they see each other again, Steve wraps Eddie in the biggest hug, spinning him around in circles all while kissing him as long as he can.

They made it out alive, Eddie's safe and unscathed, and Steve can't believe his luck. Maybe the universe isn't so cruel.

"You kept your promise, huh, baby?"

Eddie smiles so widely Steve feels like he might already be falling in love. "'Course I did, sweetheart."

His southern twang comes through while speaking, and Steve kisses him again.

And again, and again, and again.

—

pinterest is here

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[therandomfandomme]

Eddie Munson in cowboy boots

[ollie-has-a-diary-apparently]

Eddie can absolutely southern line dance no one look at me

[morganbritton132]

Eddie, posting to TikTok: Babe, repeat what you just said for me, please.

Steve, off-camera but audibly rolling his eyes: I said people have different life experiences. Not everybody was born in a ditch

Eddie: Like?

Steve: Like you???

Eddie: Yeah, that’s what I thought you said. I was not born a ditch. I was born in a valley in West Virginia

Steve: Wayne said you were born in a ditch

Eddie: Wayne lies

[songbirdmunson]

ROOOOWWWWWWW

REQUESTS ARE OPEN YOU SAY???

Self indulgent because I’m that bitch.

Maybe shy/ditsy reader (cause I love her) who is like so innocent and quiet out in public and in private is the neediest horniest depraved little slut for her man (obvs can be gender neutral) with either Steve or Eddie, or steddie x reader whatever your heart desires.

I HOPE THIS ISNT A SHIT REQUEST ITS TWO AM AND IM TIRED

- hellfiremunsonn (Lillie) 🩷

Freak Like Me - E.M.

thank you so much for the request lovey! I hope this is everything you envisioned! @hellfiremunsonn ily! 🫶🏽

Word count- 1.3K

Warnings - pussy slapping, dirty talk, p in v sex, female masturbation (Eddie helps), Eddie teases you, if I miss something please tell me and I’ll be sure to add it here!

-feel free to reblog & interact it’s much appreciated thank you all for reading! I really hope you enjoy this! 18+ only!

“Where you going sugar?” Eddie’s husky voice says from behind you. One of his ringed hands coming up to grip on your shoulder. You feel your knees go weak, trying your best to remain standing as you look around at all his friends. They’re all watching you as you turn to look at Eddie. “Back to the van… if that’s okay, Sir.” You mumble out. A few of his friends chuckle as you hide your face, flushing from embarrassment. He nods, leaning forward and kissing your cheek softly before handing you the keys. “It’s all yours baby be there soon.” You listened as Eddie continued talking about some dnd campaign, the sound of his voice drowning out behind you.

He’d made a spectacle of you all night long, teasing you in front of everyone. He knew exactly what it did to you, you’d almost not agreed to come out tonight because you knew this would happen. Eddie loves teasing you, and his friends love it even more, watching you babble when he asks you a question because only a minute before he had said something incredibly dirty. The wide smirk on his face causes you to stutter as you squeeze your legs together, praying that no one will be able to see. They do. This time you decide not to stick around to hear the remarks they’d make.

You slowly open the door to his van, hopping up inside and slamming yourself back onto his seat. The uncomfortableness of your panties sticking to you is too much to handle, so you lift your hips, sliding them down your legs before throwing them in the back seat. All you can think of when you slip your fingers down to flip up your skirt is Eddie’s voice, the way he mocks you, laughs at you, the sweet nothings he’ll whisper to you once he has you all to himself. “Fuck.” You whimper out, your fingers lightly grazing against your clit.

You shuffle around a bit angling yourself so when Eddie opens the door he’ll have a perfect view of what belongs to him. To his friends, you’re shy and reserved, innocent even. Eddie knew the real truth about you and you were none of those things. Your eyes close as you get lost in the moment, you bite your lip hard enough that you’re sure it’ll bleed as you circle your fingers around your clit, the sensations running throughout your body as you moan quietly. “Please Eddie.” You cry out, sliding down against the passenger door.

“Well ain’t this a pretty picture.” Your eyes snap back open as a sick smile breaks out across your face. “Knew you wouldn’t keep me waiting long.” You say, giggling as Eddie climbs up into the drivers seat. He’s quick with the door, slamming it before turning to look back at you. Your fingers are still working over yourself, only going faster now that he’s watching. You go to stop but he grabs your wrist, guiding your hand down. “Oh please honey, don’t stop because of me. Let me see how desperate you are.”

You nod, your eyes half open from the pleasure as Eddie pushes two of your own fingers inside yourself. You groan at the feeling, it’s messy but you couldn’t love it more. The sounds of wet squelching and your moans fill up the van as Eddie’s eyes burn with lust. They’re latched onto where the both of you are moving together. “This is so good, but I really need you Ed’s please.” You beg. He shakes his head, holding your hand down, rocking your fingers in and out slowly. “I didn’t say you could stop babydoll.” He whispers as you buck your hips up, grabbing at his wrist with the hand that isn’t buried deep inside you.

Eddie leans back, sitting on his knees as he watches you. He pulls his hand away slowly and makes you do all the work as he palms himself lazily over his pants. “I wish they could see you now baby, absolutely pathetic and I haven’t even given you the real thing yet.” He says, your eyes threatening to roll back into your head as a loud moan rips its way from your throat. “Fuck. Please.” You whine, your heartbeat speeding up as the tight cord winding itself in your stomach threatens to break. A bead of sweat makes its way down the side of your face as you buck your hips up again, meeting the thrusts of your own fingers.

You sit up a little, your body trembling as you watch Eddie slowly unbuckle his belt. You trail your eyes up to his face where he’s biting his lip, his eyes staring into yours as you continue to pleasure yourself. He laughs a little when he sees tears on the corners of your eyes. “Aww darlin’ you’re so ready aren’t you? Go ahead, let me see you cum, give me a show baby.” It takes you no more than a small thrust of your fingers before you’re letting go. Your wetness spreads all over yourself and down onto Eddie’s seat as he watches. You can hear him talking you through it but the blood rushing behind your ears keeps you from hearing what he’s actually saying.

He gives you no time to recover, you hear something rush past you into the back of the van before Eddie’s on you like a wild animal. He slowly strokes himself a few times, rubbing the head of his cock right against your clit as you squirm underneath him crying and begging for him to fuck you already. He stops teasing only to reach down and slap your pussy, once, twice, three times. You yelp and just as you go to sit up to scold him he thrusts into you, practically knocking the wind out of your lungs. “Y’gonna scream for me sugar? Let all my friends hear how much of a slut you really are for me?”

“F-uckkk Eddie please!” You scream out, the slapping of Eddie’s skin against yours growing louder as he thrusts harder than before. He reaches under your ass to pull you up some, angling you just right so with every thrust his cock rubs up against your g-spot. “That’s it sugar, it’s okay I got you, let go. Cum on this dick and let everyone hear who makes you feel this good.” Your body trembles beneath him, your stomach flips at his dirty words as you look down and watch him sliding in and out of you. The drag of his cock, enough to make you feel like you’re on another planet entirely as you finally give up. Your eyes roll back as your mouth babbles on, Eddie grips onto your hips, his blunt nails digging into your skin as you feel his cock twitch inside of you. His deep moans blend with yours creating a delicious melody as he fills you up.

You hear him laugh as you both come down from your high, he slowly pulls out of you leaving you empty and sore as you open your eyes to look up at him. “What’s so funny?” You say, your voice rough from how loud you were being, he smiles at you before leaning down to kiss your forehead, moving some of the hair that’s stuck to it away. “Oh, s’nothin. Just thinking how funny it is that you’re a freak, and they have no idea.” You bite your lip before giggling, slapping his arm slightly as you sit up to fix your clothes. You don’t bother with finding your panties as you watch Eddie reach into the back of the van, grabbing his pants. “Well, next time maybe we’ll have to give them a real show, Eddie.” You whisper, running your tongue up the side of his ear, his cock throbs at your words, a low moan slipping from his lips.

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[xgumiho]

Careful now, best not to linger in this town for the air's thick with ghostly whispers and the undead are close behind ⛓💀🗡 ⚰️

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[harrywavycurly]

Hello my loves! So below you’ll find all my work in one place, or at least links that’ll take you where you want to go! Enjoy and as always if you like it reblog it and tell me what you think✨

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Stranger Things

Masterlist: Here

Eddie Munson:

Texting Husband Eddie

Texting Boyfriend Eddie

Friends with Benefits

Fake Dating

Stages of Heartbreak

Wrong Number, Right Time

It Was Just One Night

Bucket of Sunshine

Trouble Next Door

Fake Marriage

Secret Rendezvous

All other fics here

Steve Harrington:

Texting Boyfriend Steve

Double Trouble

Sugar Daddy Steve

All other fics here

One Direction

Harry Styles:

Where we Started: Friends to lovers where Harry has to pick if telling you his feelings is worth risking the friendship.

Texting Boyfriend Harry

Southern Comfort: Strangers to lovers, Harry is given the wrong number.

Fake Husband: You meet Harry at a house party and in an attempt to help you not look like a loser in front of your ex Harry has a great idea…just be his wife for the night.

Tumbleweed Heart: Harry is your ex and you need him to stop calling so you can both move on

Harry’s “I’m in love..” moment: The moment Harry realizes he’s in love with his bestfriend

Lonely: The one where Harry asks his bestfriend to marry him because why not?

Killer!Harry AU: You’re married to Harry who’s a killer but you have no clue, because to you he’s just your loving husband who sometimes comes home late with banged up knuckles.

Worth the Fight: You get pregnant after a one night stand so you have to navigate going from strangers to parents with Harry and maybe seeing if feelings develop along the way.

Older fics you can find here

Niall Horan:

Texting Boyfriend Niall

Older fics you can find here

Life with Narry: You’re besties with Niall and Harry, you’ve known them for years ever since One Direction and these are just little stories about what it’s like being friends with two superstars.

Masterlist: here

Blurbs

FAQ/Q&A

How you meet

Hurt Feelings

Spa Day

AMAs

Decorating the Tree

Bubble Baths

Golfing

Movie Night

New Year's Eve

Wedding Date

Jealous Harry

Leaving

Flicker of Hope meets Life with Narry

Sick Day

The Fight Part One

The Fight Part Two

Happy Birthday Harry Part One

Happy Birthday Harry Part Two

You Get Drunk

You Meet Nick

Other Celebs

Joseph Quinn:

Texting Boyfriend Joseph Quinn

Cheater Joe

Joe Keery:

Texting Boyfriend Joe Keery

[d0rianw1lde]

I like to think Eddie went back to Tennessee when he died.

Woke up, all scraped knees and overalls, a bit confused when the gravel of the upside down was suddenly replaced with the softest, greenest grass he’d ever seen. Even more confused when he lifted up his hand to shield his eyes and saw that he’d suddenly grown smaller- no tattoos, no rings. No Hawkins. No Hellfire. Just him, and his little trailer out in the distance.

And I bet he’d ran so fast to it, swinging open the door and seeing his Mom there, reclined on the couch with her blues records lazily spinning. No Al- just her, with her perfect smile and her fruity perfume, and her southern twang he’d forgotten after years and years of memories fading. But he’s revitalized, reminded, when she laughs, and it echoes perfectly- like music.

Maybe he’d stay there forever. Drinking down pop while he read his comic books, eating the fruit his momma cuts up for him and feeling the juice drip down his chin, living forever in an odd, floating memory.

And he’d fall asleep in her lap while she sang him Dolly. He’d sworn he hated country, but now? All little again? Head in the lap of his mama? He’d be content to hear it again, and again.

I think Eddie went back to Tennessee when he died. I think he rolled in the grass, and looked out at the mountains. I think he felt the warmth of the big summer sun on his skin, and the prickle of the grass on his feet, and heard those country records, and knew that he’d be alright if he just let go.

[eddiemunson-reader-shame]

Good Morning Hawkins I Have Some Thoughts™️

You cannot show me this southern ass man with his Garfield mugs and expect me to believe that he wouldn’t have Dolly Parton cassettes in that goddamn trailer.

Nor can you expect me to believe that you and Eddie aren’t waking up at 7am on a Sunday hearing “Jolene” blasting from the living room.

[paintedpatroclus]

wayne munson finds the cicada shells and sticks them to eddie’s hoodie to eddie’s shock and horror every time

[starrystevie]

waiting for october 31st with baited breath and anxiety

[mugloversonly]

Silver over Gold

Ch 3: Kintsugi - Final

Ch.1 Ch.2 AO3

Summary:

Steve and Eddie finally talk.

Steve stood outside Eddie’s door horrified by what he heard on the other side. Eddie was sobbing and his inner omega was whining weakly. “Eddie? Baby can I come in?” He pleaded.

“Alpha?” Eddie cried softly. “Door’s locked.” His voice was fading into a whisper. “I’m sorry alpha.”

Steve didn’t think twice about ripping the door of the hinges; he'd fix it later, he just hoped Wayne would understand. His omega needed him and his alpha would stop at nothing to help him (for once he was in total agreement). The smashing of the door echoed through the whole trailer but Eddie didn’t seem to notice. He was curled up on his side in the corner of the room with his head tucked against his knees, shaking violently. Steve rushed over to him and gently swept his hair out of his face. He gasped when he saw his beautiful omega. “Oh, Eddie.” He whispered. He was paler than usual, practically translucent. His lively chocolate eyes were red rimmed and puffy, empty as they stared up at him. Steve wasn’t even sure if Eddie could see him right now.

“I’m sorry alpha.” Eddie whispered. Steve stared at him hoping for some awareness in his eyes but there still wasn’t anything. He must be speaking unconsciously.

“Sh,” Steve cooed. “I’m right here, omega. Your alpha is right here. I'm not going anywhere.” He ran his hands up and down Eddie’s arms and kissed him on the forehead. His skin was freezing to the touch and if Steve didn’t know better he’d think he just came out of Lover’s Lake.

He took him into his arms, laid them back in Eddie’s nest, and removed their shirts for skin contact, pulling the blanket over them for good measure . Steve made sure to hold the omega’s nose directly onto his scent gland. He didn’t know much about rejection sickness, but from what he learned in school one way to cure it was through comforting touch and scents. Eddie barely moved and didn’t acknowledge Steve at all. Steve was having a hard time staying calm but the whines and howling of his omega were helping him to stay focused.

H is shivering finally subsided and Eddie fell into a light haze. He pulled back from Steve and his eyes were a bit clearer. “Stevie?” He asked. At Steve’s nod he threw himself back. He didn’t deserve to be held like this. He was a bad omega. His alpha didn’t love him and it was all his fault. Steve didn’t let him get far before he was yanking him right back in. He ran his fingers through his tangled hair and nuzzled his neck. “I’m sorry Steve. I should’ ve trusted you . I'm a bad omega.” He sobbed but Steve clapped a hand over his mouth.

“You're not a bad omega Eddie. You're my omega.” Steve said. He felt more than heard Eddie’s gasp and watched as his wet eyes widened. He reached up and pulled Steve’s hand off his mouth.

“I’m still your omega?” He whispered hopeful yet terrified.

“Yes, darling.” Steve replied caressing his cheek. Eddie put his hand over Steve’s and held it there.

“You still want to be my alpha? After everything I put you through?” Steve looked deep into Eddie’s eyes and kissed him on the nose.

“You didn’t put me through anything. I will always be your alpha. Even if you decided you wanted nothing to do with me, I will be here waiting. There is nothing you could do that would drive me away. I will never leave you.” He promised. “Let me apologize now.”

“No, Steve you don’t owe me anything.” Eddie said clutching his shirt. “I was the one in the wrong.”

“No you weren’t. I was scared. I didn’t stop to consider that I was stringing you along.” He bowed his head as tears finally spilled over. “I love you, Eddie. I never want you to doubt that. I’m sorry I didn’t say it sooner. And I’m sorry the first time I said it was in an argument.” He grabbed Eddie’s face and tilted it until their lips were barely a millimeter apart. “I would never lie to you. I know why you would think that. Wayne told me. Just know, that the most important person in my life, is right here in my arms. Okay?”

“Except Robin?” He knew it was shitty, but he needed to know.

“No my lovely omega. Even more important than Robin.” He kissed him then. A quick press of lips, there and gone in mere moments. “Robin is my best friend and I won’t stop loving her or change how she and I are with each other. But you’re my future mate, and nothing is more important than you feeling secure in us.” Eddie surged forward and kissed him hard practically shoving his tongue down his throat.

“I don’t want you to stop being friends with Robin or anything like that, Stevie. It’s just…” Eddie knew he had to let Steve hear some of this from him. “The pups constantly tell me how you two were made for each other and how it’s only a matter of time for you two to mate.” Eddie looked down. “I guess, with you wanting to keep it a secret and when I ask about courting you brush it off, mix that with Dustin asking me to find out if you’re secretly dating Robin and I thought it was only a matter of time before you stopped what we had and went with her. And when I saw you two together, I thought it finally happened and you didn’t even have the decency to tell me first.” His voice broke on that last word.

“Wait a second...the pups have been saying what?!” Steve yelled out startling the omega and causing him to whimper. “Sorry.” He took a few calming breaths before asking again. “The pups have been telling you that Robin and I are secretly together?”

“Basically.” Eddie admitted.

“No wonder you didn’t believe me.” Steve scoffed. “Don’t worry my love I’ll set the record straight as soon as I can.” He snuggled Eddie closer and kissed his hair.

“You don’t have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with Steve. Not for my sake.” He understood that it may be hard for Steve since he had only dated female omegas before. But his alpha just rolled his eyes.

“I’ll put an ad in the newspaper try me.” He laughed. “It’ll say something like: I, Steven Anthony Harrington am courting and plan to mate with the beautiful” he leaned over and nuzzled against Eddie’s scent gland causing the omega to giggle. “Wonderful, remarkable, one of a kind, Edward Wayne Munson.” He nipped lightly at his neck. “I will don’t tempt me.”

Light finally returned to Eddie’s eyes. “Thank you.” He whispered. Steve knew he was thanking him for much more but Steve didn’t want him to feel grateful that Steve treated him like a worthy partner.

“No thanks necessary. I’m not going to hide any more okay? In fact, close your eyes.” he said. When Eddie did so, he reached into his pocket to pull something out that he fastened around Eddie’s pale throat and kissed him softly. “Open.”

Eddie opened his eyes and gasped. It was the most unique courting gift he’d ever received. Pure silver because he mentioned to Steve once that it was his favorite precious metal. The pendant was a perfect copy of his warlock with small rubies creating the red lightening. As he took a closer look, he realized the neck of the guitar was actually Steve’s nail bat. It was the perfect combination of them.

His chest no longer felt tight and his nose tickled as his blood orange scent began pouring out of his scent gland. It was faint, but it was there. Steve beamed and pushed his nose to the source and took a big inhale. “Thank you, Alpha. I accept your request to court.” Eddie said in the traditional manner. He pulled away. “I’ll give you something I scented in return once it gets back to normal.” Eddie promised. Steve nodded and pulled him into another kiss. This one was more heated and while Eddie did feel better and the sickness was receding, he wasn’t ready to go very far. He leaned back slightly but stayed close so the alpha knew he was okay. “Is it alright, if we take it slow?” He couldn’t meet his eyes.

“Whatever you need.” Steve said tilting his head up. “What ever you want. It’s yours.” He said more like an oath than a promise.

“I threw away your yellow sweater. I’m sorry. I know it was your favorite.” He admitted ashamed. Steve slid away and for a second Eddie thought he was leaving, but before he could let out a single noise of protest he was getting hit in the face with soft cotton. In his hands was the best thing he'd ever seen.

“Wayne said he saw you throw it away and figured you were just upset.” Eddie smiled.

“He knows me so well.”

“I’d hope so, he is your dad and all.” Steve said. “Speaking of, I’d like to formally ask him to court you. I know you already said yes, but it’s traditional to ask an omega’s parent.” Eddie beamed.

“You really do love me, don’t you?” He asked.

“I do. I love you so much. I want to court you and mate with you. I want to see you round with my pups.” Steve replied and laid down pulling Eddie with him. “I want us to smell like one another so there’s no mistaking who we belong to.”

“How long have you had this necklace by the way?” Eddie asked the pendant clutched in his hand.

“Since right after spring break.” He admitted. At Eddie’s raised eyebrows he sheepishly said “I told you, I’ve wanted to court you for a long time.”

The two talked a bit more about their insecurities and about Eddie’s past trauma with alphas. When the alpha that hurt him came up again, Steve growled. “Give me a name.” The fire in his eyes would have scared Eddie if it was directed at him. But at the moment, it may have made him a bit slick. He’d never had an alpha want to protect him like this.

“If I tell you, can you promise you won’t do anything crazy?” Eddie asked.

“No.” Steve said. “I promised no lies.” He defended at Eddie’s snort.

“You did, you did. Okay, just promise you’ll be careful.” Steve agreed to that and motioned for Eddie to continue. “It was Tommy Hagan my first senior year.” He admitted. The scent of burning woods filled the his nostrils.

“When?” Steve growled. Had he still been friends with Tommy?

“We started courting in August. The heat we spent together was in November.”

“You were the omega he couldn’t shut up about?” Steve asked. Eddie shrugged.

“I guess. Weird that he couldn’t shut up about me when he cheated on me with Carol.” Eddie said meekly. The faint blood orange Eddie was finally emitting was turning sour and he was trying to pump out calming omega pheromones to calm Steve, but it didn’t seem to be working well due to the dull nature of it.

“Sorry, sorry.” Steve said as he willed himself to calm down. “It’s not important right now.” He stood and pulled Eddie to his feet.

“What is important is getting you checked out by a doctor. Let’s let Wayne know and we can go okay?” Steve asked. Eddie nodded and the two got dressed with some difficulty since they refused to let go of each other. Steve wore his yellow sweater so it would smell like him again and Eddie pulled on his favorite band tee. On their way out of the trailer they wrote a note for Wayne and Steve walked Eddie to the passenger side. He opened the door and kept a firm hand in Eddie’s until he was seated. Eddie watched on amused as Steve practically sprinted around the car so they could spend the least amount apart as possible.

~ ~~

At the hospital, the Doctor that saw him last time was able to see him again. “Eddie, this one could have killed you if your alpha hadn’t come when he did. To help you get back on your feet it’ll be good for the two of you to spend the next 48 to 72 hours together. Now for cases like yours we have a new type of medication that can stop rejection sickness from getting worse once it starts. I’m giving you a prescription for that. And I want you to go back to taking the preventive ones for a while.” He looked between the two men knowingly. “I’d say until you’ve mated. After that, you should be okay to stop them. But, keep the emergency one on you at all times. It could be the difference between life and death.” He said before leaving them with a nurse. She gave Eddie some fluids in an IV that were supposed to help him return to normal and then they were on their way.

“So, what now?” Eddie asked. Steve took his hand again.

“Let me take you out on the town? Then we can go back to the trailer and cuddle?” He asked. Eddie blushed and his blood orange scent finally filled the car in full force.

"I'd like that."

@v3lv3tf0x @lexirosewrites Final part!

That's a wrap on this one. But I do have plans to write some Robin POV and what Steve does the next time he sees Tommy.