#steve the botanist snippets

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Steve the Botanist/Florist for wip weekend!

salsdkjf I've written next to nothing for this one and this is what I came up with. Steve is exhibiting some very thinly veiled me behavior here.

Thank you so much for the ask!

Eddie found Steve out back without much difficulty, trudging around in the dirt in a patch of purple flowers with vibrant green leaves. Steve was in cutoff denim shorts, crouched on the ground with his back to Eddie, giving him a perfect view of the way the curve of Steve’s ass rested back on his heels. Somehow, that wasn’t the most interesting thing about the scene. Steve was looking up into the branches of one of the trees bordering the back garden—and squawking. Eddie followed the line of Steve’s gaze upward, and heard it before he saw it. A raven was perched on one of the lower hanging branches, chatting up a storm back at the adorable gardener below. “Yeah, yeah,” Steve said after making a series of matching croaking noises at the bird. “You don’t need me to help feed you, my guy.” “Are you talking to a bird of death?” Eddie finally asked, and Steve startled. He turned around slowly, with a dirt-covered hand clutched to his chest. He didn’t bother to stand up right away, apparently relaxing when he realized it was Eddie. God, he looks pretty on his knees, Eddie couldn’t help but notice.

Send me an ask and force me to work on my WIPs!

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WIP Game! ✨

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it.

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i was tagged by @luredin (thank you!) and i’ll tag @redgoldblue, @spaceradars, @logicgunn, and you, the person reading this, to either do this tag game, not do it, or do it six months from now (or anywhere between now and then) - whichever works for you.

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and then, hm. the thing about how i write fic is that technically speaking it’s, uh, deeply inefficient, in the sense that i’ll start a hundred things (more literally than you might think) and bounce around between them until something gets close enough to being finished that it just needs a final little push (which only happens for about half the things i start, but that’s okay, because the other half is also an invaluable part of the process).

point being, the list of WIPs is long. curated version (with any projects i’d consider abondoned/barely started filtered out) below the cut. send me a title or fandom + number!

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Starsky & Hutch (practically all of this is Starsky/Hutch)

Our girlfriend who lives in Canada

All your ducks in a row

Starsky gets politically involved

Starsky decides Hutch’s mustache is gay

On blond blintzes, and how to sweeten them: easy 5-step recipe!

Starsky interrupts Hutch’s date with a guy

Gold dust woman // Take your silver spoon (Dig your grave)

Hutch has a new neighbor

Peter Whitelaw meets Starsky for dinner

Someone overhears them

Starsky’s brother visits

Hutch gets himself a beard

Not even a good kisser (Death in a different place tag)

Everything goes wrong / They were jinxed

Hutch kisses Starsky

Hutch would pick Paul Newman

Starsky’s painted nails

Love you to love me

Sleep together sometimes

Fire metaphors - And a freight train running through the middle of my head

Starsky dates a married woman

Here be dragons (Cowboy on the white horse)

Hutch is the utterly oblivious one, Starsky is confused

Greg is a four letter word

Cuddling only happens when they’re dying

Huggy brings a housewarming gift

Arranged Marriage AU

The Brotherhood of the Traveling Pet Rock

Hutch vs. glasses

Twilight

Personalized embroidered towels

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Hawaii Five-0 (everything here is Steve/Danny)

It might sound cheesy

The opposite of purple prose (isn’t this)

Counting the days (and the hours, minutes, seconds, and maybe a microsecond or two)

The fic where Steve thinks Danny is dating the botanist neighbor

Arguments over spice racks

Five people who don’t get why Danny couldn’t just tell Steve that he’s in love with him (and one person who does)

Steve sees rainbows everywhere

Danny loses track of the line between friendship and romance

Five things Nahele learned from Steve (plus one)

They try to find a term for each other

Ace soulmate AU

The bunk beds fic

Steve and Danny buy a house together

Five times Steve is not going to be emotional about moving

They have Lou and Renee over for dinner!!!

The hyphenation of life

I love you sounds different if you’re saying it to a guy you’re sleeping with

I spy, with my little bi

Multimedia fic?

The soap opera fix

Deus ex machina (the one with dolphin God)

Danny has someone else

Steve’s becomes… themed

They watch Top Gun

Danny Williams and the Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Neighborhood Barbecue

Danny undercover needs to ward off advances

Danny tries to get Steve’s phone because he sent Stella a gay crisis text

Superheroes at a museum

A flip-flop state of mind (the half-posted multichapter fic already up on ao3)

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Stargate Atlantis (John/Rodney except for that last one, where it’s &)

The Brightest Light in Atlantis

Universe where X

Some kind of DADT repeal fic

John tells Rodney he likes him and they try to figure it out together

Aro Ace John

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due South (RayK/Fraser, and for #2 also RayV/Stella)

Oral hygiene fic

Fraser and both Rays and Stella have dinner together

The Guy Thing

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Other

Homophobia? (Sports Night, Dan/Casey)

Leapfrog (911, Buck/Eddie)

Jolene/Diane (from the songs. so I guess songfic)

Johnny comes out (and he and Daniel keep going to that bar) fic (Cobra Kai, Johnny/Daniel)

Our Dear Mr. Wilson’s Guide To Becoming A Successful Contributing Member Of A Team Of Internationally Renowned High-Tech Do-Gooder Criminals (Leverage Redemption, gen with background OT3)

MASH marriage fic (MASH, Hawkeye/Trapper)

BJ figures out Hawkeye is not very heterosexual (MASH, gen)

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Steve the botanist/florist for wip wednesday my beloved!!! 💜💜💜

ahhhh here you go! 💜💜💜 I did two parts and it's still way more than intended 🙈

first

“He was so pretty, Chris,” Eddie whined, two drinks and an appetizer platter into their dinner. “I wanted to cry.” “You should let me come with you tomorrow so I can see him.” Chrissy’s smile was a wicked thing, and Eddie only whined again. Until he remembered something. “Oh but that won’t be necessary, my dear friend,” Eddie crowed as he dragged his phone out of his pocket. He went straight to the camera roll and pulled up the last picture he took. It was a clandestine, somewhat blurry photo taken in haste so no one would notice him pressing up against the glass of the flower shop like a complete weirdo. There was a glare on the glass that reflected Eddie’s already yearning face rather unfavorably, but Eddie didn’t really care. The important part of the photo was the way Eddie had captured Steve’s easy smile as he talked to another customer, and the long line of his tanned forearm as he handed a bouquet of flowers across the counter. Eddie trust the the phone across the table for Chrissy to see how utterly pathetic he already was, and exactly why.

Force me to work on my WIPs!

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For WIP Wednesday...hope im doing this right 🤣

Steve the botanist/florist (Steddie)!

ahhh thank you for the ask! once again I've gone overboard for this one...

“You’re late,” Chrissy drawled with her arms crossed, visibly unimpressed from her perch at the table she’d kept waiting for them. “Chris, you’re gonna forgive me—” Eddie tried as he scrambled to sit down, passing the flowers Steve had recommended to her right away. “That’s a bold assumption,” she interrupted, but brought the lilies up close to look at with a small smile. “Pretty flowers aren’t enough to forgive you for being late to my birthday dinner.” “Well sure, but that’s not the only gift I got you!” Eddie handed over the small jewelry box next, along with his most dimply and charming of smiles. It wormed a slight twitch of the lips out of Chrissy, but she narrowed her eyes at him without opening it. “Being late just so you could buy me stuff seems a little backwards, don’t you think?” “Well that’s not…” Eddie bit his lip and paused, wondering if Chrissy would forgive him for this after all, “...entirely why I’m late.” “Aha,” Chrissy hummed with a knowing sparkle in her eye. “There was this guy—” “Aha,” Chrissy was all but gloating now. “I assume he was pretty? Dark haired? Athletic?”

Next part!

Force me to work on my WIPs!

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the make me write my wips poll accountability snippets

Part Three: i can't kick your habit (Steve the botanist!AU)

Starting WC: 1392 | Goal: 1742 | End of Week WC: 2546

With a whopping 4.3% of the vote, I'll round up and give you 5 (long) lines under the cut. (also kinda spicy but not really)

This particular morning, Eddie was enjoying the burn in his thighs from the way Steve had woken him up by hiking his leg up over his shoulder. He might’ve enjoyed the view even more, though, considering how the big love bite he’d left somewhere north of Steve’s nest of chest hair was prominently on display for him. “So whatcha doin’ tonight?” Eddie asked, trying to sound casual about how he’d certainly be missing Steve to the point of distraction all day. Steve’s lips quirked into a smile before he hid it behind his mug. Eddie wished he wouldn’t, but Steve made up for it by touching his bare knee against Eddie’s under the table.

@patchworkgargoyle, @starryeyedjanai, @spicysix and @stobinesque coming in as the botany Steve stans of my dreams

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WIP Wednesday Ask Game

Thrilled to be tagged by @steves-strapcollection tonight because I genuinely need a kick in the ass to work on these. (No seriously, please force me to.)

RULES

In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can’t share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!

MY WIPS (we've officially reached none of these have titles territory)

s2 Steddie

The Saving Chrissy One

Hop and Steve bonding

Steve the botanist/florist

Harrington charm (5 times + 1)

MY SNIPPET

This is from Steve the Botanist/Florist, a goofy little meet-cute idea that wormed its way into my brain and set up shop. This is literally the only thing I've written in the last seven days that isn't the Steve's Got a Date epilogue 😅

“I need a birthday gift for a girl who will roast the shit out of me if I show up to take her out to dinner empty handed,” Eddie said, feeling a tad frantic about having waited this long to get Chrissy something.

“I think we can manage to avoid getting you roasted,” the absolutely fucking delectable man who worked in the flower shop said with a low laugh. He leaned on his elbows on the counter and looked up at Eddie through his lashes, and Eddie nearly swooned. “Are we talking a gift for a girlfriend, sister, friend, or…?”

“Just friend,” Eddie said, then realized how ridiculous it sounded to call Chrissy just anything, and course corrected. “Best friend, actually. Why, do you have certain flowers that mean certain things?”

Really, Eddie hoped this guy was just fishing for information about if he might be single, but he was doing his damnedest not to jump the gun.

“I mean, sure,” the man shrugged. Eddie wished he was wearing a name tag. He wanted to feel this beautiful creature’s name rolling around on his tongue. “I’m a firm believer in buying people flowers based on what they actually like, or you do, but I can ramble on about symbolism if you want.”

“I’d probably listen to you talk about just about anything,” Eddie admitted freely, as he leaned his hip against the countertop. Stopping to flirt would make him late, but Chrissy would get it. He hoped she would get it, anyway, because the smile he got in return made Eddie weak in the knees. “But I know next to nothing about flowers.”

“Seems like a perfect match, then,” the man said with an easy smile. “I’m Steve, by the way.”

And oh, Eddie was definitely done for. He’d be lucky if someone came along to scoop him up off the floor from the puddle he was surely turning into in time to make it to Chrissy’s.

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✨just the snippet✨

I'm gonna skip the ask game portion of WIP Weekend this time around because I'm actually plugging away at finishing Steve the botanist finally.

since I also skipped WIP Wednesday, though, I'll share a snippet from the Steddie Witch AU instead (below the cut).

everyone who tagged me for wip shenanigans already (thank you loves!!) and friends who've been into the witch AU so far: @patchworkgargoyle @eriquin @stobinesque @spicysix @penny00dreadful @scoops-stevie @steves-strapcollection @starryeyedjanai

We're giving this baby the only one bed treatment, and no I have not named the cat yet.

When Eddie was ready to go back to sleep sometime near dawn, he found the cat already sleeping soundly on his pillow. “Thanks for the heads up, you little beast.” He merely yawned at Eddie in response, then stretched and trotted right past him towards where Steve was hovering in the doorway. The tight line of Steve’s shoulders seemed to loosen as the cat wound a happy path between his ankles. “I really can just sleep on the floor—” Steve tried to offer again, but Eddie cut him off with a look. “You’re healing, you need the bed,” Eddie reiterated. “I’ll go sleep on Chrissy’s floor, give you some privacy.” Steve bit his lip while Eddie shuffled around to grab a spare blanket from his closet. He finally spit out whatever he was chewing over once Eddie had his back turned. “She won’t share with you?” “Chris?” Eddie clarified with an amused glance over his shoulder. Steve just nodded. “She would, but she kicks in her sleep like a demon. I’ll be better off on the floor.” “You should stay in here, then,” Steve muttered, and Eddie wondered if he was above gently flicking Steve’s forehead for being a stubborn worry wart. “Steve, you need—” “With me,” Steve interrupted Eddie’s newest round of protests. “I mean.”

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Make Me Write!

Tagged by @starryeyedjanai and @patchworkgargoyle, thanks loves!!

Rules:

Make a 24hr poll listing the titles of every WIP you want to work on. (It’s fine if you only have one, still make a poll for the vote count)

Tag anyone you think might also enjoy this game. (No pressure of course)

Whichever WIP title gets the most votes, write 1 sentence for every vote. If it gets more votes than your comfortable with, feel free to swap it to words.

If somehow that completes the fic or reaches the end of a chapter, move to the WIP with the second highest votes and continue where you left off on your sentence/word count. Repeat until you reach your goal.

(Optional) Share what you wrote in a new Tumblr post with a link to your original poll or attached it to a reblog.

Links to snippets of these under the cut!

Steddie Witch AU: one and two

Steve the Botanist: one two three four five six

Harrington Charm: one

I am very late and I have a sneaking suspicion everyone's already been tagged so I'mma just leave this here xD

But if you haven't been and you want to play consider this your invitation!

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WIP Wednesday!

Thanks for the tags @steves-strapcollection and @patchworkgargoyle 💜💜💜

Rules

In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can’t share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!

The WIPs

Steve the botanist/florist (Steddie)

Harrington Charm 5+1 (five times Steve's charm fails him and one time it doesn't)

Eddie the witch?? (Steddie witches AU)

The Saving Chrissy One (Barb Lives!AU season four rewrite)

Have a Snippet

From The Saving Chrissy One, a little bit of budding Buckingham, and established Steddie and Barb x Nancy.

Robin didn’t have much hope for finding a love like Nancy and Barb’s or Steve and Eddie's, but Barb in particular was downright determined to find her one.

“I’m just saying you should ask Chrissy to come hang out with us sometime,” Barb said, trying for casual, but her motive was obvious. Nancy stayed quiet for now, but Robin knew it was only a matter of time before she chimed in to back her girlfriend up. “That’s a thing that girls do, Rob. It doesn’t have to be weird.”

“It’s weird when you two are in love and obviously trying to set us up,” Robin grumbled. “And even weirder when none of us have any idea if Chrissy is even into girls or if she’d run away screaming after three minutes in a room with us.”

"You do realize we can hang out with other girls without immediately being outed as lesbians, right?" Barb deadpanned, and Nancy did a poor job of covering up her snort.

Robin pointedly looked at the way Nancy was practically sitting in Barb’s lap and said, “Are you sure about that?”

"Ahem," Eddie coughed, and all of the eyes in Steve's living room swiveled towards him. "Why don't you just invite Stevie and me, and we'll be your plausible deniability? Your manly cover stories, and whatnot."

“Oh please," Nancy rolled her eyes. "The way you two moon over each other will only make it more obvious that no one here is straight."

Steve cut his eyes towards Robin's with a knowing yet unabashed look. Neither of them could deny Nancy had a point, but Eddie sure looked like he was working up the energy to try.

no-pressure tags as always: @stobinesque @spicysix @starryeyedjanai @eriquin @soulsofstarsliveinyourveins @scarcrossdlvrs and anyone else who wants to join, consider reading this your tag!

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WIP Weekend!

The best way to start the weekend, honestly. Thanks for the tags @steves-strapcollection, @patchworkgargoyle, and @starryeyedjanai 💜💜💜

✨THE RULES✨

In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can’t share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!

✨THE WIPs✨

Send in multiple requests if you want! I'm not gonna hold you babes back.

Steve the botanist (Disclaimer: I need to work on this, but I can legit only share 3 sentences per ask before I post the whole thing via wip games)

The Saving Chrissy One (Barb Lives!AU)

Harrington Charm (5 times +1)

Eddie the witch?? (This one grew in scale over the last few days I'm not gonna lie) and a secret fifth option...

vamp!Eddie extended universe (Steve's Got a Date turned into a series today. Based on very loose ideas so we're kinda winging it here. bat pun intended.)

✨THE SNIPPET✨

From the Steddie Witch AU. I was gonna post this from the WIP poll anyway so, consider it a twofer. Slightly gory under the cut

It didn’t take long to find the problem, and it definitely was not a rabbit.

“Steve?” Eddie asked, bewildered at the sight in front of him.

He realized he probably shouldn’t have distracted Steve from what he was doing—which appeared to be a fight to the death with a slathering, grunting, emaciated looking near-corpse of a creature.

Eddie would have been spending his time trying to discern what the hell it was if he weren’t so distracted by the sight of Steve.

He was shirtless, in nothing but sweatpants and his bare feet, covered in blood and dirt and sweat. He was using a bat studded with nails to fend off the zombie-like thing that was after him, but he didn’t seem very willing to land a killing blow. Instead he kept jabbing at it without much force, trying to shoo it more than take it out.

“A little help?” Steve greeted in a tone full of mock cheer. He was out of breath and near doubled over, like he’d been trapped in a dance with a monster for a while already.

Eddie wasn’t much for combative magic, truth be told. He was much better at setting up protective shields (though those were certainly taking a beating tonight) and making healing salves and other...tinctures.

But when his devastatingly handsome neighbor needed help, Eddie was willing to give it a shot.

Steve lost his footing on the follow through of another swing of his bat. The scraggly and opportunistic thing he was battling took the advantage without hesitating, wrestling Steve to the ground in a disturbingly fast movement. Just as it trapped Steve in a choke hold, Eddie finally unfroze, scrambling into action with the best spell he could muster on the tip of his tongue.

In the same moment, the thing raised its head to look at Eddie for the first time. Eddie felt its eyes staring right down into his soul just as it let out an unholy howl.

Tags: look...everyone's been tagged already, right? if not, consider this me tagging you

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weekly wip poll

Since I cracked 13k words in a week for the first time in over a month (!!) I'm running with the word count version of the WIP game for another week. Posting now so the word count clock will get started in time for WIP Weekend.

The Rules

Set a Word Count Goal for the week

Create a 24-hour poll with all the projects you would like to work on for the week

Once the poll closes, divvy the word count based on the percentage of votes each option got

Start tracking your word count from when the poll closes

People can send asks or messages about things they'd like to see snippets of (can be just one or all of them!)

By the end of the week post one snippet per-project, tagging everyone who expressed interest

Match the snippet length to sentences or word count per the percentage of votes that option received. (i.e. 5% of the vote gets 5 lines or 50 words)

The Word Count Goals Realistic: 10,000 Stretch: 15,000

tagging for visibility under the cut. no pressure to do this in the slightest! (unless you wanna xD)

@steves-strapcollection @patchworkgargoyle @scoops-stevie @stobinesque @scarcrossdlvrs @starryeyedjanai @spicysix @thefreakandthehair @eriquin @xenon-demon @sidekick-hero

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WIP Weekend!

Another one? Another one! Good thing because I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have gotten anything new written this week if it weren't for Wednesday's round.

Thanks for tagging me @steves-strapcollection and @eriquin 💜

THE RULES

In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can’t share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!

Have some WIPs

(I'll rotate in a couple different ones this time)

Steve the botanist/florist

Harrington Charm (5 times + 1)

Hop and Steve bonding

Eddie the witch??

Blonde AU (as in legally, yes)

Snip snip snippet

LOOK I've done a whole lot of nothing this week other than finishing the last few chapters of Steve's Got a Date with a Vampire! so have maybe the least hinged part of the whole fic that also happens to be pretty nsfw

warning for blood drinking and unexpected vampire powers under the cut

Steve smiled, stupidly proud of himself for somehow managing to taste good, wondering if that was something he could even control. Then Eddie drew in nearer to Steve’s lips until they just barely brushed against Eddie’s own.

“Try for yourself,” Eddie commanded.

Steve didn’t hesitate to dive in and obey. He licked into Eddie’s mouth and was immediately consumed by the metallic flavor of his own blood on his tongue. He could only barely make out the sweetness Eddie was so enamored with, but Steve felt electrified by it all the same. Eddie swirled his tongue around Steve’s, enveloping them both in the taste of it.

Steve felt like he might be flying.

He drew back long enough to suck in a ragged breath, already lost in his senses from nothing but Eddie’s mouth on him. Eddie kept his eyes trained on Steve’s face, soft and assessing, while curiosity got the better of Steve and he glanced down. He did a double take when he realized his instincts had been right.

They were floating. Literally.

“Um, Eddie…” Steve trailed off, looking down at how the floor had disappeared beneath them.

Eddie was still too caught up in Steve to even see what was happening. He drew Steve’s earlobe between his teeth before murmuring, “What’s the matter, baby?”

Steve only managed to jerk his chin down towards the floor, which they were still levitating a couple of feet above. Eddie followed his gaze with a confused squint, then his eyes went wider than Steve had ever seen them.

“What the fuck?” Eddie yelped, and they both went crashing back down in an instant.

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WIP Weekend!

I was tagged by @steves-strapcollection! Thanks friend!!

RULES

Post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post.

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in or just post.

*Optional: Respond the the ask with the lines you wrote. (This is me holding myself accountable honestly)

WIPS

Steve's Got a Date with a Vampire!

S2 Steddie

The Saving Chrissy One

Steve the Botanist/Florist

Blonde AU (I literally just made this damn file today)

SNIPPET

This one's from Steve's Got a Date with a Vampire! Which I'm still calling a WIP because apparently finishing a first draft doesn't mean you're done writing 😭 Anyway this is literally the cleanest bit I wrote in the last seven days so. Beware of biting below.

“Eddie,” Steve panted out his name like he might die if he didn’t give it the proper reverence. Eddie didn’t move his lips from the column of Steve’s throat as he hummed in response. “Bite me. Please?”

Eddie’s kisses stilled, and for a moment Steve was afraid he’d gone too far. He knew how needy he sounded, desperate for Eddie’s teeth in him again like a drug.

Steve just wanted to give Eddie everything he needed.

“Are you sure?” Eddie asked finally, drawing back to study Steve’s face carefully. “Because I was just kidding, before. We don’t have to.”

“Were you kidding?” Steve asked. “Or are you just trying to make me feel unpressured?”

A smile danced along Eddie’s lips like Steve had him called out precisely. “The latter.”

“I never know which one means which, Eds,” Steve admitted freely.

“I wasn’t kidding,” Eddie clarified with a thick swallow. “I want to, but only if you do.”

Steve was already nodding frantically before Eddie finished speaking. “I wanna feed you, baby.”

Eddie growled in response, but the way he moved his mouth back to Steve’s neck and sunk his teeth in was almost gentle. Soft, like devotion.

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As usual, tagging people gives me hives. But feel free to join in (and tag me! because I'm a hypocrite :) )