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incorrect911argoship · 11 months

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Eddie: I feel only one emotion, and that is anger.

Buck: Eddie, you drunk texted everyone in the 118 a thousand heart emojis.

Eddie, blushing: Out of anger.

#incorrect 911 quotes #incorrect buddie #buddie #911 #911 abc #eddie diaz #evan buckley #eddie is a softie #hen wilson #chimney han #bobby nash #ravi panikkar

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thegoldheartlocketandkey-blog · 11 months

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Don’t take this the wrong way because I love a good violent scene in a fan fic, but only to a certain extent. The violence is more so reserved for the emergencies. But when a fan fic, has Eddie act violent towards the people around him, I want to scream. It ruins the entire story for me. Yes, Eddie had a fighter story line, but he would never hurt anyone he cares about , especially not Buck.

#911 fox #evan buck buckely #buddie #911 abc #eddie diaz #buck x eddie #eddie is a softie

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pearlypairings · 8 months

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all good dates begin at the cemetery

characters: eddie munson x chrissy cunningham (back on my hellcheer bullshit); OC: angie cunningham (deceased older sister)

summary: chrissy visits the Hawkins Cemetery to vent and reconnect with her older sister whose death broke her heart and changed her family's whole world. Out of desperation, she asks her sister for a sign that she's not alone…. And maybe, just maybe, Angie answers her prayer with a tall, mischievous metalhead to save her from the storm.

wc >3k || warning: sibling death, emotional/parental abuse || hurt/comfort, hopeful ending

author's note: totally inspired from so many hellcheer discord discussions & a very specific dorky, but endearing scene from Smallville where Lana introduces Clark to her parents at the town's cemetery

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She choked back a sob, rubbing her hands over her face in protest that her feelings betrayed her. She was supposed to be strong for her family, for her little brother, even for Angie. But all of this stress slowly pressure-cooked her from inside out. “I’m exhausted, Angie and I don’t know how much more of Mom and Hawkins I can take without you. Things were bearable back then, and I don’t know if it’s because you protected me from it or if I was too young to see it, but I’m tired of fighting a losing battle. And I worry about Charlie when I leave, what will happen to him, because Dad sure as hell doesn’t have a lot to say for us in front of Mom. Mostly just sad eyes at dinner, and then, a lot of silence behind his locked office door.” The grey stone stood there in silence. And if she thought too hard about it, she’d feel like it was mocking her pain. But this was her sister. She wouldn’t hurt her like that. She’d have something impassioned to say, rally their spirits. She was the oldest, the one who spearheaded campaigns against their parents for less chores and more fun when they were little. She’d teased the hell out of her, sure, but threatened Sherry down the street when she’d called Chrissy a loser for wanting to look at bugs in her garden. Angie never let her down, even when they got to an age where it wasn’t cool to hang out with your younger sister. Chrissy never felt alone when Angie was around. Chrissy wiped her eyes. “You’d know what to do, what to say…you always did. And I need that right now. I need a sign from you that everything's gonna be okay. That I’m not alone in this fight…”

** bonus for reading: the clip from smallville that this fic is loosely inspired by: click here

#hellcheer #eddie munson #hellcheer fanfic #eddie x chrissy #hellcheer fanfiction #chrissy cunningham #chrissy x eddie #angst #hurt/comfort #happy ending #hopeful ending #smallville inspired #pearlypairings #eddie is a softie #chrissy needs a hug

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alphawolfstabs · 10 months

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Billy sees Eddie wearing something of his <3

OHH BUDDY LISTEN. Listen.

Billy sees Eddie wearing his letterman jacket 😵‍💫

Eddie is having a writing day. A day where he lays on the couch and writes songs lyrics for the band.

It was a day when Billy worked most of the day. So Eddie found it easier if he could keep his hands and mind busy, to help wait out the time for when Billy comes home. He also found it easier if he wore something of Billy’s that day. And lucky for him, Billy got a new jacket.

Billy got a letterman jacket, and he only ever wore it once before it became Eddie’s.

Eddie loved a good leather jacket, loved it even more if it had Billy’s name on it.

Eddie didn’t wear the jacket often, that’s be too obvious for everyone outside of his home. But he did wear it when he was alone. Billy has never seen Eddie wear it, but he could imagine it.

Eddie wasn’t tiny, he did have some muscles but he was mostly tall and lanky, so it was often Billy’s jackets engulfed him. The letterman was no different. And Eddie loved it, alot.

Billy gets off work early, not calling Eddie about it, to surprise him. Billy actually enjoys surprising Eddie every now and then, spoiling him with food or small gifts he thinks of as he drives.

Today, he gets Eddies favorite fast food and a soda while he's driving to the trailer park.

Billy slows down his drive as he nears the trailer and cuts out his headlights so Eddie doesn't hear or see him coming. Best part of his plan, he knew Eddie would be trying to distract himself, too lost into whatever he'd be focused on. So Billy didn't need to try too much to hide his loud car noise.

But he is careful stepping out the car and shutting the door, walking up the rigid steps into the trailer. He's even careful turning the knob and stepping inside.

Eddie looks up when the noise of the outside world distracts him from writing, and he smiles when he sees billy. "You're here early!"

Billy smiles a little and looks over Eddie, and enjoying the way the letterman is wrapped around his body. "I see you're in my jacket," He says with a teasing hint to his tone.

In that moment, Eddie remembers this is the first time Billy has seen him in the jacket, and he feels shy. embarrassed.

It was almost laughable. Because Billy loved the way Eddie wore his clothes, but he would never actually laugh at Eddie when he's shy and soft, even if he wished he could. So instead he just praises Eddie and holds him, and they enjoy a nice meal together. <3

#mungrove #stranger things #eddie munson #billy hargrove #theyre gay and in love #I love them #I <3 them #eddie is a softie #so is billy

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resident-gay-bitch · 1 year

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okay, eddie munson may be big and edgy and scary, and yes he snarls at wankers on the street and has most certainly thrown more punches he can count on one hand, but… well, he’s actually not all that tough once you get to know him.

what’s his favourite movie, you ask? well, you’d think something like halloween or nightmare on elm street, right? wrong! he’s riding a fine line between grease and rocky horror.

what’s his favourite song? oh, yeah, it’s totally gotta be something from one of those angry violent demon bands he listens too, right? like… breaking the law, or run to the hills… or like, master of puppets, right? nope! it’s starman, by david bowie.

his favourite artist? we’ll, sabbath and metallica come pretty close to making the cut, but in truth, it’s the beatles.

and it’s not just his taste that has you fooled, it’s everything about him.

he throws punches, but he can’t remember the last time he won a fight. they all end up with him flat on his back, blood running from his nose or a gash under his eye, and he’s laughing at the asshole who’s serving him like dinner and making jokes, and then ends up crying about it once they’re gone.

and yeah, he wears a lot of edgy, dangerous jewellery. the spikes on his leather wrist bands are one thing, the chunky rings that he surely wears for punching people with are another. but… well, he wears the rings because they’re shiny, and he likes shiny things, and he gets very fidgety and they’re fun to spin. and the leather straps? they look so cool, and he likes rolling his wrist over his thigh or knee when sitting and feeling the spikes prod at his skin, and it tickles.

his mane is actually his top priority on his physical appearance. he will leave the house with teeth un-brushed if running late, but never with tangled curls.

and he wears dorky patterned underwear and matching socks. and he has tattoos of superhero emblems and lord of the rings references and what not. oh, and don’t forget his night time routine. he won’t get a good sleep without it.

say goodbye to wayne, sit on the couch with a good snack and watch an episode of garfeild or looney tunes, or if it’s a weekend a movie, and then shower, do his hair, brush his teeth, hot drink whilst he plucks at his guitar for a couple of minuets, goes to take a piss, puts on his bedtime socks, kisses his guitar goodnight, puts on his sleepy time mix tape, turns out the big light, snuggles down in bed cuddled up to his mangled old teddy from his youth, counts the glow in the dark stars on his roof, and goes to sleep.

but the best part of all - out of all the soft little things that make up eddie munson - is his ability to fucking scare like an ant under a boot.

it’s everyone’s favourite thing, scaring eddie. what’s not fun about making him jump out of his skin? he’s so easy to startle and the pout he pulls once he realises he’s not in real danger is the sweetest little thing the sky will ever see.

jumping out behind doors. blasting loud music right by his ear. creeping up behind him. jabbing his side when he’s deep in concentration. leaning right over him when he’s napping and saying his name.

but the best one of all, is his blatant fear of spiders.

it’s even more humours when you realise he has a tattoo of one on his shoulder.

he fucking despises the cretins. they scare the ever living shit out of him.

an abandoned spider web is left curled up in an old corner? get that the fuck away from him.

a strand of hair fell from his head and lightly brushed his arm or leg? he’s slapping himself until he’s sure there’s no way anything lived through that abuse.

a plastic spider that is so obviously fake is left on his pillow? he’s shouting and running back out of the door.

and god forbid a real spider crawl anywhere near him.

wayne is the designated spider guy, thank you very much. if one’s ever about when he’s not home, we’ll… let’s just say wayne will be lucky to come back home to find the trailer still standing.

he will scream and jump onto table tops, pull out his lighter and hold out the flame to the little bug crawling across the floor about three meters or more away.

or he’ll grab a knife if he’s in the kitchen and defend himself like it was near death.

a can of hairspray is about? well, that thing is going to have stiff fur for years if it doesn’t suffocate under the toxins like eddie does himself.

if someone’s around, he’s screaming and running behind them for protection, and makes them kill the damn thing before it breeds and comes to kill them all with its little army of eight legged beasts.

“it’s an ant, eddie.”

“are you sure-“

“yes, look at it.”

“i don’t want to… oh.”

he won’t let one be crushed under his shoe though, he does not want spider goup on his shoes.

if one touches him, he’s showering and washing all his clothes like the plague has come. if it’s a shirt he doesn’t care much for? he’s burning it.

he is the biggest baby when it comes to spiders and it’s the most adorable of all his features.

wayne’s favourite thing in the world to do is point at eddie frantically when he’s walking around shirtless and scream spider! big spider on you! and watch eddie go though every emotion known to man.

the kid will slap himself and scream like a three year old girl and run and just freak the fuck out, and wayne will just stand there, sipping on his coffee, laughing at the full blown theatrical comedy taking place in his living room.

it always takes eddie like five good minuets to realise wayne’s just talking about his tattoo.

it gets him every time.

so yeah, eddie munson may be a big scary metal head on the outside, but didn’t your mum ever teach you not to judge a book by its cover?

if ever in doubt, just mention the word spider around eddie and watch the tough act die.

but please, whatever you do, don’t forget to console him after because that man is having a heart attack, and will need a good cuddle to calm down.

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roosterbox · 8 months

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Fic Rec Friday 9/15/23

Title: Getting high on the amber wave

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Wayne Munson, Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Steve Harrington's Parents

Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Steve Harrington is a Sweetheart, Hurt Steve Harrington, Emotionally Hurt Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson is a Sweetheart, Awesome Wayne Munson, Steve Harrington Needs a Hug, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Steve Harrington Has Bad Parents, Nightmares, Panic Attacks, Protective Eddie Munson, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, 5 + 1 Things, Eddie Munson Has a Crush on Steve Harrington, Abusive Parents, kinda slow burn, Eddie Munson Calls Steve Harrington Pet Names

Summary: Five times Eddie comforts Steve without fully knowing the reason behind it and one time he does.

(sets before season 2 and forwards)

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Nothing quite like a good old fashioned divergent timeline, eh guys?

One of my greatest weaknesses with Steddie fic is anything pre-season 4. The idea that Steve and Eddie knew each other before season 4, whether they were actually together or not, just warms my heart, you know? It’s so good. And this one is especially nice. Just little scenes, vignettes in Eddie’s life, about his ever evolving relationship with Steve. Each one raises the emotions just a tiny bit more. From slightly concerned indifference in the first part, to a deep and concerned love and adoration in the last. It feels like a natural progression.

Steve is particularly precious in this. It’s nice to see him get the affection and care he deserves for once. That he should have been getting in-universe. That boy has been through A LOT, and all I’d like to see is someone taking care of him. It’s a perfect marriage: Steve deserves to be taken care of, and Eddie likes taking care of Steve. They work so well together.

I’m especially fond of the post-Starcourt scene, just because that’s kind of like a subtrope of a subtrope of Steddie fics I love, if that makes sense. Sort of like,

Main Trope: Pre-S4 Steddie

Sub Trope: Scoops era Steddie

Sub-Sub Trope: Eddie comforts Steve after the mall fire.

The second to last scene, though. Perfection. Chef’s kiss. Absolutely beautiful.

This is a freaking gorgeous story.

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Next Week: Murder Husbands again! Been a lil while, right? And since I’ve finally finished watching Hannibal, it felt more than a little appropriate. Also, the theme of Canon Divergence continues. In this story, prior to the events of Futamono, Hannibal spends the night with… someone else. And given that it’s a Hannigram fic, who that someone is should be obvious, lol.

See you next time!

#fic rec friday #Steddie #writer: exhiled_spirit #canon divergent au #5 + 1 things #pre season 4 steddie my beloved #eddie is a softie #and so damn smitten #(can’t blame him for that)#(Stevie is a precious precious person)

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crowleywasagryffindor · 8 months

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Several Sentence Sunday

Not tagged by anyone yet which is the whole reason - Because it's 3:43am on Sunday here and I legitimately planned to do this asap because @theotherluciferr I get to tag you first this time! <3

Here's something random and cute I've started while my demon cat (aptly named Loki, this feline is psycho) was attacking his own leg along with mine.

He's deciding what the dead thing is - it's tiny, not even big enough to fit in the palm of his hand. It's just a lump of wet, matted black fur, streaked with white, with tiny triangles for ears pressed back against its skull and a pink, pinched nose - then the thing fucking moves. He startles back, his legs hitting the coffee table and sending him sprawling into it - then, as if it can't get any worse, the thing fucking mewls, and he curses the universe. "Buck - did you bring home a god damn kitten?" He asks, trying to keep his voice level and calm. The thing in Buck's wet, rain soaked hoodie, is nosing around with pinched, closed eyes, as though it can smell the damn fear radiating off him.

"Eddie, come on," Buck's voice is a whine, pleading, and Eddie hates when he uses that tone - because it's the same tone that convinced him to let Chris keep a hamster, and a rat, and a fish, and a ferret - but this is a damn kitten, that will grow into a cat, and Buck knows he hates cats with a passion so he can't possibly- "Please, Eddie. He's not even old enough to open his eyes. He'll die if we don't help him."

#buddie 911 #my writing #buddie fic #buck x eddie #idiots in love #they are idiots and they are in love your honor #Several sentence sunday #Cat dads #Eddie is a softie

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hellcheerficdatabase · 10 months

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heel turns and headlocks

Author: @lafillesversion

Rating/Warning: Explicit, implied ED

Chapter Count: 12/15

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Chrissy Cunningham had no idea how she ended up here. Well, that was not entirely true. She knew how she ended up here, but as her eyes stared at the contract that had been slid in front of her, she realized she has not a clue how this is all supposed to work. Chrissy Cunningham - collegiate cheerleader turned professional wrestler? Somewhere Laura Cunningham’s ears were ringing.

or, it’s a pro wrestling au that no one asked for…

Tags: Alternate Universe- no vecna, alternate universe- modern au, slow-burn, fake dating au, friends to lovers. Chrissy needs a hug, Eddie is a softie, eventual smut, smut, fluff, hurt/comfort, alternating POV, multiple chapters, status: WIP

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maatdraws · 11 months

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ZZzzzZZZzzz...

#steddie #steve x eddie #eddie x steve #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #fanart #myart #MY SOFTIES #reposting old art on here #sorry tumblr i'm tryg my best to be active on here too #full of blorbos incoming

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imfinereallyy · 6 months

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Eddie coming home drunk and staring longingly at a picture of Steve. “I wonder when my husband will come back from the war. I miss you so.”

Steve walks out to see his boyfriend plastered, almost kissing the frame. “Babe, I was in the bathroom. Also, as much as this pains me, we aren’t married.

Eddie, completely unfazed by his misplaced longing. “Yet, we aren’t married yet.”

Steve's face softens as he walks over to kiss Eddie on the forehead, “Yea, babe. Not yet.”

#steddie #drunk and in love #Steve Harrington being the biggest softy we know #steddie headcannon #steve harrington #eddie munson #my writing #stranger things

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munsonsfairy · 5 months

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eddie munson is the type of guy to bring your hands to his lips and kiss them all over softly, then bring one of your hands to his jaw to nestle into it.

#fairy speaks #i don’t make the rules #he’s a softie your honor #i miss him so much #eddie munson #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson stranger things

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hainethehero · 2 years

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Knowing what we know now about Vecna, you HAVE to admit that Billy was an absolute badass for looking this thing dead in the eye and going FACE TO FACE with it. He must've been so scared, and Vecna called him weak and fragile. But that's Henry's ego talking. He put down El too when she refused to join him. Billy was powerful in this moment. With a little help from El, he was able to break Vecna's mind control and stand up to him. A measly human, with LITERALLY NO IDEA of what exactly he was facing. (Eddie and Robin were still brought into the fold and had an idea of what was going on.)

And for that, I say rock on Billy Hargrove. You're a hero too. You saved lives too.

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thegoblinboy · 10 months

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inspired by @rogueddie 's post. Right Here.

120 minutes

2 hours they have been standing in front of this stupid claw machine. All because Eddie saw something inside that he was desperate to get. Whatever it was he was refusing to tell Steve who was now pressed up against the wall between the claw machine and some arcade machine. He’s confident that the other has blown at least a hundred dollars trying to get whatever he wanted.

His tongue stuck out in concentration, refusing to let Steve talk to him as it would distract him. Steve doesn’t think much of what the other is doing. The other boy did wacky things all the time. This was one of those times as he waits patiently for the other to finish. Willing to stay all night if that meant he was able to spend time with Eddie.

Five minutes later, when the boy starts hopping up and down and throwing his hands excitedly in the air. Smiling brightly at Steve before he’s turning, bending down, and grabbing whatever he caught from the slot. Pulling it back and putting it behind his back quickly before Steve could see. Moving forward into his space, a smile tugged on the scar on his face. Not leaving any space between them. A look of confusion crossed over Steve’s face trying to figure out what the other was doing.

“So what did you win?” He asks curiously, wondering what the other had spent all that time on. Must’ve been worth it by the smile on his face.

“Oh nothing,” Eddie says tiling his head to the side dramatically. “Just, you know. A bat.” He takes the moment to pull the plushie up holding it by the wing as he dangles it in front of Steve who was starting to think confusion was his default setting.

“Oh?”

“Oh? A man spends two hours winning you a stuffed bat and all you have to say is oh?” Eddie’s teasing is continuous. Constantly wrapping itself around Steve with a soft flush as a result.

Steve begins to stutter over his words as he lifts his hand up, holding the stuffy carefully in both hands. His heart swells up as he realizes Eddie spent all that time for him. As the realization hits a dopey smile grows on Steve’s face, seemingly what Eddie had been searching for as his eyes flicker down to the other's lips. Moving a hand up and carefully setting it on the wall next to Steve’s head. Not caring how close they were. Both of their faces were pink and their hearts beating fast.

“So, watcha gonna name it?” Eddie asks with a smile, one that was reserved for Steve.

“Ozzy.”

“Holy shit, I am just a simple peasant to your royalty. Oh holy one, please grace me with your presence at mine tonight.” Eddie pulls back starting to bow down at the other as Steve laughs at his antics.

“Is that your way of asking me out?” He teases playfully.

“Yes, I guess it is,” Eddie responds, hand aimlessly moving to twirl the bat's wing with his finger as he smiles brightly at the other.

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nburkhardt · 4 months

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A bit of omegaverse slice of life 🥰

Steve wakes up first in the morning with his face pressed into Eddie’s back with their legs tangled together. Just before he can close his eyes to sleep more, he’s hit with nausea. Throwing the blanket off him, he stumbles his way into the bathroom. Falling next to the toilet and throwing up all of last night’s dinner.

As he groans, forehead resting against the edge of the seat, he flinches as he feels a hand rub up and down on his back. Shifting a little, he looks up to find Eddie crouching next to him with concern coloring his face. “You alright there, Honeybun?”

Sighing, he closes his eyes. “Yeah, yeah- fuck, I feel gross”

Eddie huffs a laugh before helping him stand, placing a kiss to his forehead, “how about you take a shower? I’ll make some breakfast and wait for Claudia to get here”

All he can do is nod and as Eddie walks out, he undresses before stepping in the shower. Doesn’t take him long to shower, he’s brushing his teeth when he hears the front door open and it closes again and he hears the giggling.

A smile works it’s way onto his face and he quickly finishes before making his way towards the sound of Melody’s giggling and as he turns the corner finds Eddie twirling around with Melody safely against his shoulder. If he wasn’t already so in love with the alpha, that sight would’ve sold him immediately.

“Oh! M’lady we have an audience here!” Eddie exclaims, turning Melody in his arms and his daughter’s eyes light up the minute they land on him and a giggle-shriek comes out of her mouth. He quickly moves forward before she falls straight onto the floor trying to escape Eddie’s arms.

Snuggling Melody in his arms, he began to sway and take in her sweet baby scent. He opens his eyes to find Eddie watching with a look of adoration and love written all over his face. The omega opened his free arm and the Alpha laughed before circling them into his own arms.

Steve has never felt more safe in his life.

I was reading over some of my ramblings in my notes app and got this perfect little moment and thought to share it with everyone! 🥰🥰

Permanent tag list under the cut. (NOTE: omegaverse isn’t your thing, let me know and I’ll make a note to no include you in these posts)

@spectrum-spectre @sunnythespookyghost @mysticcrownshipper @artiststarme @thereindeerlady @justforthedead89 @ronniescontinuum @freyaforestafay @littlewildflowerkitten @gregre369 @zerokrox-blog @flustratedcas @carlprocastinator1000 @marvelmwah @solliesolesito @navnae @i-less-than-three-you @grimmfitzz @estrellami-1 @cartercaptainofthemoon

#steddie #omegaverse #steddie omegaverse #omega steve harrington #alpha eddie munson #implied mpreg #nburkhardt writes #a/b/o dynamics #past mpreg #tw mpreg #they’re such softies

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pollenallergie · 1 year

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Thinking about Eddie just showing up at your house unexpectedly, walking through the front door like he owns the place, and flopping down next to you on the couch before turning to you with the most somber expression he can possibly muster and simply saying something like, “I regret to inform you, my love, that my tummy hurts.” He’s completely serious as he says it too, delivering the line like he’s vying for a goddamn Oscar, despite it truly being nothing more than a thinly veiled attempt at getting you to rub his belly. How could you possibly say no to him? (Spoiler alert: you can’t, it’s impossible). <3

#he 1000% says it in a softer version of his DM voice #because eddie is a thespian #we all know this to be true #eddie is like the newfoundland of boyfriends #slightly intimidating exterior #sugary sweet interior #a total softie #eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson thoughts #stranger things 4 #eddie munson x gn!reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson hc #eddie munson x plus size reader #stranger things hc #stranger things vol 4 #pol’s greatest hits

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navnae · 1 year

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For awhile before Eddie would walk out on stage he would have to calm himself down because he was anxious and nervous during every performance. Of course when he was actually performing no one could tell that he had a million thoughts in his head telling him that he wasn’t doing good. When the show was over he left the stage with shaky hands and uneven breathing. No one there by his side to comfort him, he was always left alone. When he started dating Steve all of those things weren’t a problem for Eddie anymore. Whenever Eddie felt his hand shaking Steve would take his hand into his own and softly squeeze it before placing soft kisses on it. Eddie would blush just from Steve being affectionate and he always did it at the right time too. Now when Eddie leaves the stage he doesn’t have to steady his breathing, he didn’t feel like he wasn’t good, he wasn’t alone.

Steve praised him after every performance, held him, loved him. Eddie has never felt that even when he was supposed to have it. He couldn’t go one day without Steve being on his mind especially when there was an upcoming show. Eddie would pray that he could have Steve there with him and he would be the happiest man alive. This wasn’t what Eddie expected, he wasn’t supposed to fall in love because that’s not even close to the image he portrayed, hardcore was all he knew. Eddie was a different man now. He wanted nothing more than to be a softie, the little spoon, a boyfriend, husband, parent ect. All of those things he wanted now and he wanted to do it with Steve. The more they hung out to watch those cliche movies that Eddie hated but loved because Steve loved them made him realize that he wouldn’t want to do any of this with anybody else.

Eddie fell, way harder than anyone who has walked this planet and he was fine with that.

Here’s the Steve one

(Woah this got a little emotional, might make a Steve one 😭)

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