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slutabed · 15 days
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today was the most beautiful weather and I ended up in freehold nj as I sometimes do and Chinatown Girl came on shuffle and you know what? it’s an im on fire kind of night
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slutabed · 2 months
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gay rep is like “kyaaaaaah!!! i like a boy but… i’m a boy >////<?!?!” meanwhile queerbait will be “it’s not a game for me troy. i’m seeing real lava because you’re leaving. it’s embarrassing and i don’t want to be crazy, but i am crazy so… i made a game that made you and everyone else see what i see. i don’t want it to be there either, i swear. i want you to be able to leave, but i don’t think the lava goes away until you stop leaving”
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slutabed · 3 months
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sometimes I wonder if the reason I’m scared to try dating again is not bc I can never find someone I’m interested in enough to last beyond 3 dates but because in 2021 I finally found a therapist who pointed out my adhd and helped me get diagnosed and medicated and started working through my eating disorders and trauma and then left to become a case worker instead and that betrayal and abandonment has permanently scarred me forever
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slutabed · 3 months
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slutabed · 3 months
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“Sorry,” he breathes when Eddie finally untangles his head from his shirt and throws it down beside Steve’s. “Sorry, I’m — smoother, usually, than this.”
Eddie wants so badly to waste time ribbing Steve over all of this, moan and groan about not getting a taste of that famous Harrington charm, but he puts on his bravest face and resists the role of the jester. For once in his goddamn life.
Instead, he leans forward, taking the lobe of Steve’s ear between his teeth and tugging slightly before kissing the sensitive skin behind it.
“First time?” he murmurs, feeling the way it makes Steve shiver in his lap.
“With you?” Steve manages to shoot back anyway, even as he’s shifting his legs to rest more fully in Eddie’s lap. “Obviously, Munson.”
“Smartass,” Eddie snorts, shifting to kiss Steve full on the mouth again.
chapter 4 of “Where the Ragged People Go” is up now!
(short update this time but hopefully much less time between the next updates lol)
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slutabed · 4 months
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Eddie lets out a deep sigh, resting his head on the back of the couch as he lets his eyes fall shut.
He’s used to just having Thanksgiving with just himself and Wayne, so even though he’s just one extra person, having Steve here with them has been kind of a lot. Especially because his crush on him has only grown in the months between now and the events of Spring Break.
He opens his eyes as he turns to look as he feels the couch cave in next to him, the man himself sitting down right next to him.
“I’m so full.” Steve groans.
“Oh, god, tell me about it.” Eddie replies.
Steve giggles. “So, do you guys do that thing where you go around and say what you’re thankful for?”
Eddie snorts, “It’s usually just me and Wayne, so it’s pretty informal.”
“Well, tell me. What are you thankful for?”
“You go first.”
Steve gives him a look. “That turkey, first of all. Honestly just food in general. Robin, Dustin, the rest of the kids,” Steve lowers his voice as he bumps his shoulder against Eddie and smiles, “you.”
Eddie smiles as he looks at Steve’s face, he’s giving him a look that looks completely genuine and almost… fond?
“Yeah?” He asks dumbly.
“Yeah. You go.”
“I’m thankful that I’m even here. Thankful for Wayne, the lessons my mom taught me, hellfire, corroded coffin, music, the kids… Also you. Definitely you.” Eddie feels a blush spread across his cheeks and down his neck.
Steve raises an eyebrow and smirks, slowly closing the space between himself and Eddie, clearly glancing down at Eddie’s lips, slightly parted.
“Tell me if I’m reading this wrong?” He asks softly.
Eddie swallows, trying to keep cool. “Not at all.”
He meets Steve halfway in a gentle kiss, quickly bringing his hand forward to wrap around Steve’s neck as Steve cups his cheek.
The kiss ends almost as soon as it started when Wayne makes his presence known by clearing his throat, “Glad you two figured your shit out. Y’all ready for pie?”
Steve snorts as Eddie turns bright red and bursts into a fit of giggles.
“Yeah, pie sounds good.”
Wayne chuckles, “Sure you don’t want something else for dessert?”
Eddie shoves his face in his hands and groans. “Pie is great, Wayne.”
He lets out another laugh and walks to the kitchen. “Just checkin’. Pie it is.”
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slutabed · 4 months
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go find what a fic of ur life would be tagged as on ao3
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slutabed · 4 months
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HOW could I have forgotten man! i feel like a woman
stranger things NEEDS to take place in the 80s for the context and vibe and homage like I get it I do. but. rip 1990s steve harrington you would’ve loved 90s pop 😔
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slutabed · 4 months
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stranger things NEEDS to take place in the 80s for the context and vibe and homage like I get it I do. but. rip 1990s steve harrington you would’ve loved 90s pop 😔
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slutabed · 4 months
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just saw a post that said “steddie is the modern day marauders” as in we are immensely dedicated to characters the backstory of which we know surprisingly little about
and now I gotta go lie down
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slutabed · 4 months
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big fan of when grief drives characters to do fucked up things that are ultimately pointless and do more harm than good rather than just like. going to therapy
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slutabed · 4 months
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18+ - ch. 3 preview: "He Carries the Reminders" from Where the Ragged People Go
...all of a sudden, Steve seems to want his title back. 
It’s ridiculous, and Robin nearly snorts beer out of her nose laughing in her haste to remind him what a dork he truly is. Jonathan grins and chimes in about how far King Steve has fallen off of his throne, and how it’d be pretty tough to sit back up there with a broken ass and no crown.
But Steve is grinning wildly, all shining lights in his eyes and just a flush of red high up on his cheeks, looking every bit the golden captain of the basketball team he’d been even during his team’s losing streak. 
“If Munson wants my title,” he says to the room at large, passing Eddie another beer and grabbing one for himself, “he’s gonna have to fight me for it.”
Blood swims in diametric streams throughout Eddie’s body, half rushing to his face and half rushing south to what could become a dangerously embarrassing situation if he doesn’t get a fucking grip soon. 
Fight Steve? Eddie could die from one knock-out punch and be satisfied, if it means Steve gets his hands on him. 
But while Eddie is busy trying to shove his horny brain back into his mental closet, Steve pulls a multitool out of his back pocket and flips the knife open. 
“I’m assuming you have one of your own?” Steve asks, entirely too calm for this shit, as if it’s completely normal to – what, invite Eddie to a fucking knife fight in his living room? 
Eddie blinks and does the only thing he can think of while he fumbles for the switchblade he keeps in his pocket: he runs his fucking mouth. 
“Aw, so it was just a knife in your pocket after all, huh, Harrington? I thought you were just happy to see me.”
Robin and Jonathan boo him from their respective seats while Steve rolls his eyes, grabs Eddie’s collar and hauls him to his feet. 
“If you’re too chickenshit to shotgun for the title, Munson, just say it,” Steve croons before shanking a hole into the side of his beer can, popping the top, bringing the hole to his mouth and sucking, hard. 
“Oh shit.” 
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(insp)
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slutabed · 4 months
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no but literally what the fuck did bruce springsteen put in “i’m on fire” like what the actual fuck
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slutabed · 6 months
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also I’m gonna be so upset if stancy is end game not bc I don’t want Steve to have a happy ending (he deserves it!!! he deserves the world!!!!) but bc Nancy does! not! need! or! want! a! man!
however I’m p sure the only way the duffers will end Steve’s storyline is 1. putting him back with Nancy or 2. killing him off and I don’t want eitherrrrrree
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slutabed · 6 months
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A stranger things s4e9 rewatch right before I have to go be an adult human at back to school night is not smart and also I’m losing my mind over:
- “Hey, Steve?” not HEY GUYS not HEY but specifically STEVE and then “make him pay” I’m so emotional
- also the emphasis nancy puts on don’t deviate from the plan and when Eddie does that he dies??? There’s no reward no payoff for the obvious foreshadowing except that the bad thing that should happen is what happens???? Why is this itching my English teacher brain like no that’s not foreshadowing that’s just a sequence of events where’s the PAYOFF
- Eddie doesn’t fit the Benny, Barb, Bob, Billy name trope clearly he’s not dead dead
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