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lady-lostmind · 2 months

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I had the absolute pleasure of getting to write a fic based on this amazing art by @ahhrenata for @strangerthingsreversebigbang! Link to art post Thank you @oh-stars for betaing this! Read the fic on ao3 or under the cut!

Eddie rolls over with a groan. He feels awful. He can’t breath out of his nose, there’s so much pressure in his head he feels like it might explode and his throat feels like he swallowed a cup of razors. He lets out a truly pathetic whimper, the sound catching in his throat as it turns into a cough. He stretches his arm out, feeling around for Steve and is met with cold, empty sheets. He whines again and finally pries his eyes open.

“Stevie?”

He hears Steve pad down the hall and then he’s opening the door to their room, a soft smile on his face as he peers down at Eddie on the bed. “Hey, sleepyhead.”

Eddie sniffles loudly. “I don’t feel good.”

Steve sighs and leans against the door frame. “I told you not to go out in the cold with Dustin the other night. You didn’t even have a coat.”

Eddie groans again and flops over, reaching his hand out to Steve. “Come cuddle with me.”

Steve huffs out a laugh. “You’re whiny when you’re sick.”

But he pushes off the doorframe and crawls onto the bed, dropping down next to Eddie and letting him wrap his limbs around his body and press his face against Steve’s chest.

Eddie snuggles in and hums, ready to fall back asleep for forever, or until he can actually breathe again. Whichever comes first.

Steve’s hand lands on his forehead, pushing his bangs out of the way. “Baby, you’re hot.”

Eddie lets out a little chuckle, his voice low and raspy from the pain in his throat. “I’m flattered, sweetheart. But I don’t think I’m really up for anything sexy right now, Stevie.”

Steve swats his arm. “I wasn’t coming onto you, asshole. You have a fever.”

Steve pulls away, like he’s going to get back up and Eddie holds on tighter to him, another whine slipping out of his lips.

Steve rolls his eyes and presses a kiss to Eddie’s forehead. “I’ll be right back. I’m going to go get you some stuff.”

Eddie’s hand flops onto the bed as Steve gets up and disappears from the room. Eddie rolls back over, pulling the blankets up and burrowing under them to fall back asleep.

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Eddie wakes up to Steve nudging him gently, holding out a little cup of red liquid. Eddie’s face scrunches up in disgust and he shakes his head with a groan, trying to hide under the covers again. “I hate that shit.”

Steve rolls his eyes and tugs the blanket back. “Eds, you gotta take this. It’ll bring your fever down. Come on.”

Eddie groans again, but pulls himself up to sit and takes the little shot of medicine with a grimace.

Steve chuckles beside him. “I’ve seen you drink jager straight from the bottle and you’re making that face over cherry cough medicine?”

Eddie shoots him a cocky grin. “Jager is good though. That shit tastes like pennies.”

Steve shakes his head, pulling the covers back up around Eddie’s chin. “There’s tissues and water next to you on the table. You want me to drag the TV in here?”

Eddie shakes his head, already settling back into the pillows and drifting off. He reaches out a hand to tug at Steve’s wrist.

Steve sighs, climbing under the blankets with him and pulling him close. “You’re gonna get me sick.”

Eddie grins and plants a wet kiss to the back of Steve’s hand before he falls asleep again.

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The next time Eddie resurfaces it’s to Steve’s fingers trailing softly through his hair. He sniffs, whining when it makes the pressure in his head spike.

“Made you some soup, baby. You hungry?”

Eddie nods and forces himself to sit up, smiling at Steve when he hands him a bowl of chicken noodle. “Thank you, sweetheart.”

Steve leans over and presses a kiss to Eddie’s temple. “You sure you don’t want the TV in here? We could watch some movies.”

Eddie shrugs. “I’ll probably just fall asleep five minutes in. But you can bring it in if you’re bored.”

Steve shakes his head and grabs a book off his side table, wiggling it in the air. “I’m good.”

Eddie’s eyes lock on the book and his jaw drops open. “Are you finally reading The Lord of the Rings?”

Steve flashes him a big grin and nods. “They’re confusing though. How do you keep track of all these crazy names?”

Eddie chuckles. “You get used to it after a while.” He sets his empty bowl aside and lays back down, peering up at Steve with big, pleading eyes. “Will you read to me?”

Steve’s face scrunches up. “I’m not very good.”

Eddie scoots in closer, plopping his head onto Steve’s lap. “I just want to hear your voice.”

Steve’s hand finds its way back into Eddie’s curls again. “Do you want me to start over?”

Eddie shakes his head. “I’ve read them like ten times. You can start where you left off.”

Steve nods and opens the book, clearing his throat. “‘I wish it need not have happened in my time,’ said Frodo.”

Eddie lets the familiar words wash over him. Steve’s voice making him feel safe and warm, the fingers in his hair soothing him to sleep.

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Eddie wakes up again, his throat burning and raw. He’s alone in the bed again and it’s dark. The blankets tucked in tight around him, making him over heated, his hair plastered to his forehead. He sits up, reaching for a tissue as a harsh cough racks his body. He groans, wincing as he wipes his mouth.

Eddie hates being sick. And yeah. He knows nobody likes being sick. Obviously. But he can’t stand it. It makes him feel trapped in his own body. Trapped in his bed. He doesn’t like to sit still for so long. To feel like he can’t do anything.

The door creaks open, a sliver of light peeking through before it disappears again, Steve’s body blocking it out as he leans in, a sad little smile on his face. “You okay, baby? Heard you coughing.”

Eddie lets out a pathetic whine, falling against the pillows again, somehow still exhausted even though he slept through most of the day already. “No.”

Steve pushes the door open the rest of the way, comes up to him and puts his hand on his forehead before making a little tsk noise, and brushing his hair out of his face. “I’m going to get you another dose of medicine.”

Eddie groans, grabbing Steve’s wrist and shaking his head.

Steve chuckles, bending down to press a kiss to Eddie’s temple. “What if I bring you a popsicle to chase it with? Make your throat feel a little better.”

Eddie’s eyes flick up to Steve’s, his eyebrows shooting up. “Not sure your popsicle is going to help my throat much but–”

Steve rolls his eyes with a smile, tugging his arm back and shaking his head. “Would you stop? You’re awful.” He heads back to the door, turning back with his hands on his hips. “Orange or cherry?”

Eddie whines. “No grape?”

Steve chuckles. “You and Dustin ate all the grape, baby.”

Eddie huffs out a breath. “Orange then.”

Eddie grins as Steve leaves the room. He really hates being sick. But he doesn’t mind this whole Steve-taking-care-of-him thing. That part’s pretty nice. He can’t really remember the last time someone did this for him. Thinks it must have been his mom, when he was still little. Remembers curling up with her on the couch, her humming softly as he fell asleep.

He doesn’t have a lot of good memories with her. Mostly screaming matches with his dad, and her disappearing for weeks at a time. But there were a few times when things were good. When he felt loved. When he really felt like he understood what it was like to be wanted. And then he’d gone to live with Wayne. And he did his best. And Eddie knows he loves him. Knows he would do anything for him. But he’s a grumpy old man who never thought he’d be raising a kid. His version of taking care of Eddie when he was sick was buying some soup and leaving it on the counter for Eddie to make while he was at work. And that was fine. Eddie is grateful for everything Wayne has done for him. It just wasn’t exactly a lovey household. Not that it wasn’t full of love. They just…didn’t really show it. But he feels the love in everything Steve does. Sees it in the way Steve’s eyes light up when they look at him. In the way his hands always linger. No matter where they touch. Like he never wants to be more than a breath away from him. Like he wants nothing more than to bring him a stupid orange popsicle when his throat hurts to make him feel better.

Eddie smirks as Steve comes back into the room, cough medicine in one hand, popsicle in the other.

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Eddie feels a little better when he wakes up the next morning. Late morning. The room bright with the sun peeking in through the blinds. He’s still sick. Still can’t really breathe normally. His throat is still protesting every time he tries to swallow. But he feels a little less dead. And he didn’t wake up drenched in sweat this time so, hopefully that means his fever is gone. Thanks to Steve’s stupid medicine. Not that he’d ever admit that to him.

Steve comes in with a plate piled high with toast, and a mug of tea that Eddie is sure has way too much honey in it, for his throat.

Eddie takes the offered breakfast with a sleepy smile. “Thank you, sweetheart.”

Steve presses a kiss to Eddie’s forehead. “You’re welcome, baby. You feeling better?”

Eddie shrugs, stuffing half a piece of toast in his mouth. Steve climbs onto the bed with him, grabbing Eddie’s book from the table on his side of the bed, settling back against the pillows.

Eddie perks up, shifting so he can watch the way Steve’s mouth wraps around the words Eddie knows by heart. They’re some of his favorite configurations of words in the world, and Steve somehow makes him love them even more. He loves the slight hesitancy he has as he stumbles over the names, the pauses he adds in strange spots when he’s clearly trying to piece parts of the story together. He can tell he’s really trying to get it. Trying to understand why Eddie loves this so much. Trying to understand Eddie more. Which he’s pretty sure no one else has done before.

Everyone else just takes him at face value. The loud, over the top, obnoxious behavior, his weird obsessions and interests. People either look at him and want nothing to do with him, or they look at him in awe, like he’s something shiny, something to distract them from whatever bullshit is going on in their own lives. But he’s never had someone look at him like he’s something to be treasured. To dive into and see all the sides of. Until Steve.

Steve, who he knows hates half of the stuff Eddie is into but still asks questions. Who knows Eddie’s favorite songs and books and movies. Who knows he prefers grape popsicles. Who looks at him in that awestruck way even when he’s quiet. When he’s just existing in their space, not putting on a front or a show. Steve still sees him, even then.

Eddie leans forward and presses his lips to Steve’s, cutting him off mid sentence.

Steve huffs out a laugh against Eddie’s lips before pushing him back. “Is my reading that bad?”

Eddie shakes his head and takes another bite of toast, getting crumbs all over the bed as he scooches closer to Steve who lifts his arm to tuck Eddie into his side.

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By day four Eddie is still feeling pretty bad, and worn out, but also bored. He still doesn’t have the energy to leave their bed much but he also can’t stand just laying around anymore.

He shuffles his way out to the living room, ignoring Steve’s squawk of protest as he spots him from where he’s doing dishes in the kitchen. Eddie makes it halfway to the coffee table before Steve is there, a hand towel slung over his shoulder as he tries to push Eddie back down the hall.

“What are you doing? Go back to bed.”

Eddie groans and gestures to his stack of notebooks on the table. “I’m bored, Steve. I want to work on my campaign.”

Steve nudges him back again, a crease forming between his brows. “I’ll bring them to you. Go lay down.”

Eddie lets out an annoyed whine but turns and heads back down the hall, collapsing on the bed where he immediately lets out a sigh of relief, the pressure that was building in his head from being vertical backs off as soon as he hits the pillows. Because Steve was right, of course. He should have just asked him to grab his stuff for him.

Steve comes in a few minutes later with all of Eddie’s notebooks and campaign books piled high in his arms. He dumps them on the bed and disappears again, coming back with a stack of Eddie’s tapes and his walkman, adding them to the mess on the bed and perching on the edge.

Eddie grins at him. “You’re the best, you know that?”

Steve shrugs, a little blush flashing on his cheeks. He reaches out and squeezes Eddie’s knee. “Just know you like to listen to music while you work. I’ll bring you some dinner in a little bit, okay?”

Eddie watches as he gets up to go, smirk firmly in place as he pulls his notebooks closer to him and flips the top one open, trying to jump back into the story he was forming.

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Eddie stares down at his notebook, sniffing loudly and tossing a crumpled up tissue onto the floor next to the bed. He taps his pen on the page, trying to will the scene to write itself. A cough works its way up the back of his throat and sticks there, making him hack over and over until he’s pulling in a wheezing breath and falling back against the pillows.

“Fuck me.” He groans out, shoving his notebook away with a huff. He hates being sick. Can’t even manage to focus on his campaign for more than fifteen minutes before he’s coughing and exhausted and–

Steve pushes the door open with his hip, a steaming bowl of soup in his hands and a bright smile that reaches his eyes on his face.

Eddie sighs, pulling himself up to sit against the headboard and lets Steve fuss over pillow placements as he hands over the soup. He stares up at Steve, his chest full of adoration for this wonderful man who works himself into a tizzy because Eddie didn’t make sure he was properly supported by his pillows. Because how is his gorgeous man even real? How did Eddie get so lucky?

Eddie sets his soup on the side table as Steve leans over him, trying to manhandle Eddie into a position he deems acceptable and Eddie grabs his face, pulling him into a soft kiss, smiling against Steve’s mouth when he feels him melt a little into the touch.

Steve pulls back with a chuckle, pushing against Eddie’s shoulder. “It’s like you’re trying to get me sick, Eds.” Eddie lets out a laugh and sniffs, trying not to be an oozing, gross mess with Steve so up close and personal. “Sorry. I just can’t help myself when you’re being so sweet.”

Steve’s face blooms red and he ducks his head with a little shake before standing and grabbing Eddie’s soup off the table again, pushing it back into Eddie’s hands. “Eat your soup, baby.”

Eddie gives him a little two finger salute and nods, dimple popping on his check. “Yes, sir.”

Steve rolls his eyes as Eddie takes a big spoonful, making an obnoxiously loud slurp just to see the way Steve’s face scrunches in disgust.

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Eddie wakes up in the middle of the night, coughing and wheezing, trying to catch his breath and be quiet so he doesn’t wake up–

Steve’s hand lands on his back, rubbing gently.

Eddie groans, looking guiltily over at Steve. “Sorry I woke–” His voice catches on another cough, sending him into another fit.

Steve sits up, hand still on Eddie’s back, the other coming up to sweep the hair away from his face. “It’s okay, baby. Just breathe.”

Eddie nods, sucking in a deep breath and trying to ignore the tickle in the back of his throat threatening another cough. Steve gets up and heads out of the room, coming back with a glass of water that he hands to Eddie before sliding back into bed, his hand finding its way back to its spot on Eddie’s back. Eddie takes a couple of small sips before setting the glass aside and laying back down, Steve scooches in close, pressing their foreheads together, one hand still on Eddie’s back, the other working its way to tangle in his hair.

Eddie hums reaching up to cup Steve’s face, feeling content as his eyes slip closed.

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The next morning Eddie wakes up feeling much better. He’s still a little stuffy, but his throat doesn’t hurt anymore and his head feels a little clearer. Like the sick haze is starting to dissipate. He stretches, letting out a satisfied groan and slips up to jump in the shower.

The hot water does wonders for him and by the time he steps out of the bathroom, rubbing his drenched hair with a towel, he feels almost human again.

He glances over at Steve, still fast asleep in the bed. Eddie’s brow scrunches together and he looks at the clock. 11:15am.

Huh. Steve never sleeps in this late. He gets up obnoxiously early to work out before he gets moving for the day. Eddie climbs back into the bed and presses soft kisses along Steve’s jaw, smiling when his sleepy eyes peek open at him.

“You slept in.” Eddie traces his fingers along Steve’s arm.

Steve lets out a little whimper, pressing his face into the pillows.

Eddie pushes some hair out of Steve’s face, his fingers grazing his forehead which is blazing.

Eddie curses under his breath, planting his hand more firmly on Steve’s skin. “Oh no, sweetheart.”

Steve peers up at him with big, sad puppy eyes, his voice strained and nasally. “I’m sick, Eds.”

#steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #stranger things #steddie fanfic #stranger things reverse big bang #strbb #steddie fluff #ahhrenata #lady lostmind

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oh-stars · 5 days

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A @strangerthingsreversebigbang project!

Fic: Our Faces Toward the Moon -- written by @lady-lostmind & @oh-stars

Art by: @oriarts

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Words: 5,479

Rating: Teen

Warning: No Warnings

Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), Getting Together, Meet-Cute, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington Are Best Friends, Fluff, Flirting, Fire Lookout, Eddie Munson Has a Crush on Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington Has a Crush on Eddie Munson

Summary:

It's Eddie's first summer working for the Forestry Department and he's not really sure what to expect from his duty as a Fire Lookout. When the solitude immediately gets to him, Eddie starts talking to himself through the radio. He didn't expect someone to respond. And he definitely didn't expect to find someone like Steve on the other end. His heart never stood a chance.

#steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #stranger things #ohstars fic #lady lostmind #steddie fic #stranger things reverse big bang #strbb #strbb 2024 #rbb project #masterpost

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karadanverss · 6 months

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Tagged by @faithfulcat111

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 or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Stoncy Parents

Jargyle One Shot

A Siren's Refrain

Tagging: @oh-stars, @wendydarlingfics, @lady-lostmind

#jargyle #stoncy #stonathan #faithfulcat111 #oh-stars #wendydarlingfics #lady-lostmind #wip game for ts #stranger things for ts

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ahhrenata · 2 months

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excited to share my piece for the @strangerthingsreversebigbang 🥳

@lady-lostmind did such a brilliant job of bringing this to life in Lovesick. It’s so fluffy and cute, I’m in love with it! Go give it a read! 💕

#I love them in this #Steve’s an angel 🥹#steddie #stranger things #steddie fanart #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things reverse big bang #strbb

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oriarts · 5 days

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our faces towards the moon

↳ON AO3!

it's here, my last @strangerthingsreversebigbang! this one was quite the adventure which makes sense given this is a firelookout au! worked with @oh-stars and @lady-lostmind to finish this one up to share with y'all!

#stranger things #eddie munson #stranger things art #steddie #steve harrington #stranger things fanart #steddie fanart #ori arts #stranger things reverse big bang #stranger things au #steddie au #steddie art #steddie fic

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steddiemicrofic · 2 months

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Steddie Microfic March 1st-7th Masterlist

Abnormal Behaviours by @steddieonbigboy | Rated T | no cw

pierced by @steddieas-shegoes | Rated T | cw: not the safest piercing strategy | tags: pre-relationship, getting together

stick a pin in it by @emryses | Rated T | no cw

Pierce My Heart by @stevesbipanic | Rated G | no cw

PIN ME, MOUNT ME by @wormdebut | Rated E | cw: dom/sub dynamics

pinned in the pool by @steddieas-shegoes | Rated T | cw: implied sexual content | tags: they're idiots what can i say, getting together

this time around by @starryeyedjanai | Rated E | no cw

Five, Nine, Nine, Two by @thisapplepielife | Rated G | no cw | tags: established relationships, banter, long-term relationship, older steddie, still together, but still pushing each other's buttons

Pinned ya. by @lady-lostmind | Rated E | no cw

Tune by @oh-stars | Rated G | no cw

The Winner Takes It All by @marvel-ous-m | Rated M | cw: grinding, sexual themes | tags: getting together, wrestling, fade to black

All you have to do is ask by @just-my-latest-hyperfixation | Rated T | no cw | tags: post-vecna, eddie munson has a crush on steve harrington, recreational drug use, horny disaster eddie munson, some light feminization kink

Not Like Han and Leia by @matchingbatbites | Rated T | no cw

jolly rancher by @a-little-unsteddie | Rated G | no cw | tags: pre-relationship, pre s4

Happy DM Day or something by @fuctacles | Rated T | no cw | tags: getting together, transfem stevie

Bring It On Home To Me by @onirislanding | Rated T | no cw

PIN ME by @mrsjellymunson | Rated M | cw: allusions to and descriptions of arousal | tags: flirting

Waiting on You by @lihhelsing | Rated M | no cw

Dough by @tinytalkingtina | Rated T | cw: implied shower sex | tags: fluff, established relationship, baking, implied/referenced sex, steve is italian

polaris by @postmodernau | Rated G | no cw | tags: abundant astronomy metaphors

in your eyes, you've already spread my thighs by @doublecherrypiediscosuperfly | Rated T | cw: hint of dom/sub, language | tags: female steddie

make me by @wynnyfryd | Rated E | cw: explicit sexual content, cnc fantasy, oral sex

For Now by @scoops-aboy86 | Rated T | cw: chubby eddie munson, weight gain, belly kink

untitled by @scoops-aboy86 | Rated T | cw: chubby eddie munson, weight gain, belly kink

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #steddiemicrofic #steddiemicroficmarch #masterlist

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aidaronan · 1 month

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Where the Sunflowers Grow

Where does a dead girl fit in a world that has already mourned her? That's one of the many questions Chrissy has to answer after El brings her back. Luckily, she's not alone. Her new best friend, Eddie, came back with her. Still, there's only so far friendship can take her as she navigates this new reality. Some roads must be traveled alone. Other roads, well, it would be nice to have someone else along for the ride. Someone who knows what it's like to have nightmares that feel too real. Someone who can look past the scars and see the soul beneath. A recovery narrative first, a romance second, Where the Sunflowers Grow explores the impact of friendship, chosen family, and love.

Read it in full on ao3!

Words: 30, 285 (complete) Archive Warnings: No Major Archive Warnings Apply Rating: Explicit Relationships: Chrissy Cunningham/Robin Buckley, Chrissy Cunningham & Eddie Munson, Background Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Background Steve Harrington/Robin Buckley Characters: Chrissy Cunningham, Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Original Characters, El Hopper Additional Warnings & Tags: Chrissy POV, eating disorders, trauma, recovery, body image issues, mild self harm, suicide ideation, hurt/comfort, Chrissy Cunningham Lives!, Eddie Munson Lives!, Chrissy Cunningham vs comphet, Harold They're Lesbians, masturbation, cunnilingus, fingering, body hair enjoyment, light d/s dynamics, light praise kink

Thank you to lady-lostmind for providing such inspirational art and for a successful collaboration. And for both being a part of and modding the @strangerthingsreversebigbang. Thank you to @sparklyslug for the beta 😘. And thank you to everyone who takes the time to read this, double for you blessed commenters. 💕

#buckingham #robin buckley #chrissy cunningham #platonic hellcheer #stranger things #stranger things reverse bang #fanfic #mine

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emryses · 4 months

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memoria (come as you are)

a @steddiebang fic

Artist: @lady-lostmind Beta: @glaftwlet

Chapters: 8/8 Rating: E Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Background Nancy Wheeler/Robin Buckley, Steve Harrington & Robin Buckley, Steve Harrington & Dustin Henderson, Eddie Munson & Dustin Henderson Additional Tags: Alternate Universe — Canon Divergence, 1990s, Eddie Munson Lives, Eddie Munson in Witness Protection, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Hurt/Comfort, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Bisexual Eddie Munson

SUMMARY:

It's January 1996 and Steve has recently moved to Pennsylvania for a new job as a children's librarian. Urged to do something with his evenings by Robin, he goes to a bar around the corner from his apartment and sees someone who looks an awful like Eddie Munson playing his guitar. Only no one has seen Eddie in almost ten years.

Eddie Munson, whilst on the brink of death, was not so gently urged into the supernatural department of the United States Federal Witness Protection Program. The time he was in the program, he was stripped of everything he had and thought he knew, and was forced to become someone entirely new. He’s still trying to figure out who that person is. It’s been almost ten years, and in that time the only thing he has learned is that he is okay with being alone. He has to be.

Otherwise known as, a story about finding the people you’ve lost, healing rifts (the personal kind, not the supernatural kind) and maybe for once, finally, falling in love.

read on Ao3

#steddie #steddie bang #steddie bang 2023 #steddie fic #emwrites #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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strangerthingsreversebigbang · 12 days

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In case you missed them, here are the first ten works posted from the Stranger Things Reverse Big Bang!

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Cover Worthy by @stevesno1simp | Art by @raven-cl

Rating: E

Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Character(s): Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Original Male Character(s)

Relationship(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

Summary: Steve has been crushing on rock star Eddie Munson, front man for the popular metal band Corroded Coffin since they made it big. But he never dreamed that landing a job as a photographer at the most popular metal magazine in the world would lead him to a photoshoot with him…

Survival of the Sister by @skepsiss | Art by @ent-is-indecisive

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Characters: Max Mayfield

Relationships: Maxine "Max" Mayfield/Lucas Sinclair

Summary: Max is a young knight who has lost everything to the darkness of the Upside Down. The last thing she can lose is her life. She puts it all on the line to save her family, friends, and Hawkins. Fate has another idea for her as she struggles to recall her happiest memories that will bring her back to life and toward Lucas, who is desperately searching for her. Overall, it is a short, emotional piece about Max fighting back death with sheer willpower and then getting to relish in being reunited with Lucas

Homesteddie Farms by @artaxlivs | Art by @doomcheese

Rating: Teens and Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings

Character(s): Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Max Mayfield, Dustin Henderson

Relationship(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

Summary : “I thought you were helping me with the morning feeding?”

“Stevie! I am helping!” With his free hand, Eddie motions to the gaggle of animals clamoring for their attention.

“You’re making another Tiktok video. That’s not helping.” Steve sighs but his lips pull up in a hint of a smile.

Jabbing a finger into Steve’s side to make him yelp and skitter away, Eddie taps the record button and grins at the camera on his phone, “Hey-howdy-hey folks! Welcome to another beauuu-ti-ful morning here at Homesteddie Farms! Say hi to the farm fans, Steve.”

Steve huffs a breath, before shaking his head and saying in a fond tone, “Hey farm fans!” Then he grunts out an 'oof' as one of the goats stands up on it’s hind legs, head butts Steve in the thigh and begins to nibble on the raggedy bottom of his cut off overall shorts. “Madmartigan! Get down.”

Echoes of You by @writer-in-theory | Art by @yellowsweater-bluevest

Rating: Teens and Up Audience

Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationship(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Background Robin Buckley/Chrissy Cunningham

Summary: Five years after leaving Hawkins, Eddie Munson comes home to take care of his Uncle Wayne. He never imagined having to face the ghosts of what he'd left behind.

When you look into the mirror, tell me what you see by @slippy-slip | Art by @cxwzkeys

Rating: Mature

Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Character(s): Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Dustin Henderson, Max Mayfield, Mike Wheeler, Lucas Sinclair, Nancy Wheeler, Jonthan Byers

Relationship(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

Summary: Steve moves away but when he comes back to visist, he’s not quite the same. Some cope with changes better than others.

Work it On Out by @lemonlimelights | Art by @chuchayucca

Rating: Teen and Up

Archive Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence -specifcally the aftermath- blood and injury

Characters: Alexei, Joyce Byers, Will Byers, Jonathan Byers, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Nancy Wheeler

Parings: Alexei/Joyce Byers, Minor Nancy Wheeler/Jonathan Byers, Minor Eleven | Jane Hopper/Mike Wheeler`

Summary: Alexei lives and Joyce can't stop thinking about him. Her kids catch on quick.

Love Sick by @lady-lostmind | Art by @ahhrenata

Rating: Teens and Up

Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Character(s): Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson

Relationship(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

Summary:

“Stevie?”

I Think of Thee by @house-of-chant | Art by @sunflowerharrington

Rating: Teens and Up

Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Character(s): Eddie, Chrissy, Gareth, Jeff, Unnamed Freak, Max, Ms O'Donnell

Pairing(s): Eddie Muson/Chrissy Cunningham

Summary: Retaking senior year was not on Eddie's life plan. Neither was retaking Shakespearean Literature. At least Chrissy's in the class this year, though. AU - Eddie and Chrissy were childhood friends.

Do You Think I Have Forgotten (about you?) by StupidWithSteddie | Art by @artbean

Rating: Teens and Up

Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Character(s): Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Jonathan Byers, Gareth (Stranger Things), Unnamed Freak (Stranger Things), Jeff (Stranger Things), Chrissy Cunningham

Relationship(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Jonathan Byers/Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington

Summary:

Steve Harrington didn’t know much but he knew one thing — he hated Eddie Munson and he always would.

or the battle of the bands au where steve and eddie have a complicated past and they're forced to confront it through the only way they know how - music

The Very First Night by @sourw0lfs | Art by @sunflowerharrington

Rating: Mature

Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Character(s):Eddie Munson, Chrissy Cunningham, Gareth (Stranger Things), Jeff (Stranger Things), Unnamed Freak (Stranger Things), Chrissy Cunningham's Father (mentioned), Unnamed Band Manager

Relationship(s): Chrissy Cunningham/Eddie Munson, Chrissy Cunningham & Corroded Coffin

Summary:

"The rest of their set passes in a blur, some performative instinct Chrissy didn’t even know she had kicking in somewhere between the first and second songs. It leaves her feeling exhilarated, like she could fly if she tried.

Leaving the stage with the rest of the band feels right. Laughing as they walk through backstage to pack away their things again feels right.

Chrissy decides right then and there that she’s made the right choice, even if they never make it further than this.

OR: Five times something almost happens after Chrissy joins Corroded Coffin and one time it does"

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lihhelsing · 1 month

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You're under my skin (burning in my bloodstream)

Steve's not sure why he keeps betting on things with Robin when he knows he's going to lose. Except this time the bet ends up with him getting his nipple pierced and it seems like the guy who's about to run a needle through his skin is hotter than Steve expected and he's having trouble keeping it together. But after a charged first encounter, Steve has no way to get in touch with Eddie and thinks he lost his chance until he runs into him in the most unexpected of places and finds out Eddie is a lot more than Steve initially thought.

My fic for the @strangerthingsreversebigbang is officially out! I'm so excited for you all to read it and to see the gorgeous art that inspired it, by the amazing @lady-lostmind! I also gotta thank my amazing beta, ahsokatanoss!

You can read the first chapter here! I hope you like it <3

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lady-lostmind · 2 months

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So excited to finally be able to post this one!

Had a lot of fun working on this for @strangerthingsreversebigbang! Here's a snippet from @annanevermore's fic!

Find them on Instagram here!

Read it on ao3 here!

And keep an eye out later this month for the other fic inspired by this art from @lihhelsing!

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oh-stars · 2 months

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Tune

wc: 388 | cw: N/A | gen rating | for @steddiemicrofic | Prompt: "pin"

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“Not too rough, baby,” Eddie whispers as he watches over Steve’s shoulder.

Steve’s fingers are careful as he unwinds the string from the pegs on Eddie’s acoustic. His hands are shaking a little from the tension, fingers feeling too bulky for such a delicate task. Or maybe he’s scared of hurting one of Eddie’s prized possessions with his inept hands.

Eddie had already cut all the strings, prepping everything for Steve to assemble under Eddie’s watch. When Steve agreed to guitar lessons, he hadn’t exactly pictured starting with tuning the guitar and maintenance.

“Now pop out the pins,” Eddie says, handing Steve the pliers.

Steve balances the guitar on his lap, trapping Eddie further as the neck hangs over Eddie’s thighs. He’s sitting against Steve’s back, thighs bracketing Steve’s and arms looped around to guide. “Like this?” he asks as he carefully pulls the pin out of the lineup.

“Beautiful,” Eddie whispers, breath hot against Steve’s neck. It sends a shiver down Steve’s spine, his hands shaking even more.

Steve hands Eddie the pin, then plucks out the next ones.

Eddie holds them with his right hand, his left settled on Steve’s hip, thumb brushing against the skin where the hem of Steve’s cropped tee falls. “So beautiful,” Eddie whispers again, softer and precious. “You’re treating her so well.”

“She’s important to you,” Steve says, only feeling a little silly addressing the guitar as a being. “Probably the most important thing you own since you lost your Warlock.”

“Own, sure,” Eddie mumbles. “But she’s not the most important thing to me.”

Steve inserts the new strings into the bridge and pins them down, one by one.

“Perfect,” Eddie whispers, “you’re doing perfect.”

“If Robin hears you, she’s going to accuse you of inflating my ego,” Steve says, smiling as the heat blooms on his cheeks.

Eddie laughs softly, the vibrations rumbling through both their chests. “Can’t help myself around you. Everything you do is perfect.”

“We’ll see about that,” Steve says as he starts to wind the first string around the tuning post.

“Easy,” Eddie says, peering over his shoulder to watch as he begins to turn the knob tighter and tighter. “We don’t want it to sna–”

The string pops in half, making both of them jump.

“Snap,” Eddie finishes with a giggle.

“Thought everything was perfect?”

Thanks @lady-lostmind for beta reading!! Ao3 Link

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karadanverss · 8 months

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Word game for Stoncy: Shadow

No shadow

“I can bring her upstairs,” Steve suggested as Babs began angrily rubbing her eyes. Jonathan gave a shrug. “That’s all right. I think you’ve had a hectic enough day without adding bedtime to the list.”

Make Me Write | WIP Wednesday

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steddiebang · 7 months

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Steddie Bigbang 2023 Weekly Round-up: October 1 - October 7

From Hell and Back (October 1) Author: @rindecisions / Artists | @lady-lostmind & @feralsteddie One Halloween, years after the fall of Hawkins, Steve and Robin end up summoning Eddie from the depths of Hell. Steve, not knowing the ways of the occult, accidentally frees him and has to deal with a mischievous demon on the loose. Eddie drives Steve insane with various shapeshifting antics, both in and out of the bedroom, while Robin tries to find a way to send him back to hell. But, when faced with the opportunity to return his life to normal, will Steve even want to go through with it?

Lots of supernatural, hentai-esque smut with a playful, romantic plot.

Steddie’s Anatomy (October 1) Author: uhhhhjhfrogs on tumblr, tttrash666 on A03 / Artist: BrainyArts on Instagram, Twitter, TikTok, Tumblr Steve was not going to leave Eddie to die in the Upside Down, no fucking way. He didn’t know what compelled him to give every last ounce of strength to rescue him but being confined to a hospital room together was about to make him figure it out.

Made of Light (October 3) Author: @hitlikehammers / Artist: @becomingfoxes Soulmates are anything but de rigueur in polite society—more like foolish nonsense, fairytale child’s play: embarrassments. Inconvenient, at best. But the people who have them, and still seek them out; who believe despite the odds, who still commit to finding them and binding their souls to them despite the naysaying and the backlash? Those people know the truth.

Because Soulmates? Don’t force love. Aren’t bound without choice. Are built instead on pure potential, of proportions never fathomed—and certainly never found—outside those so-called ‘old fashioned’ Bonds. They are the potential to protect love. To save love. To save the lives that kind of ineffable love holds more than just dear; the kind it holds as essential. Some people even say Soulbonds can almost change the whole world, defy the laws of physics and nature, but then—even among the believers: those stories are relegated to legend. At best. And so: this is the story of two boys from Indiana who—dodging dangers and demons and near-death experiences—wind up in a love never seen before, somehow writing out the kind of legend no one ever dared to dream.

(You got me) in the palm of your hand (October 4) Author: just-my-latest-hyperfixation (tumblr) / just_my_latest_hyperfixation (AO3) / Artists: xgumiho (tumblr) / xgumiho (instagram) / jul2ja (twitter), peachypurr (tumblr) / peachypurr (linktree) “Fortunes told, futures unfold.”

The sign at the local ren faire looks tempting. After all, Steve is one year out of high school and has no idea where his life is going. Sometimes he wishes someone could just gaze into the future and figure it out for him.

In the fortune teller’s tent, Steve has a run-in with his past. And if he doesn’t turn on his heel and leave, it has absolutely nothing to do with how pretty Eddie Munson looks in his costume, all gleaming jewelry and dark tendrils of hair spilling out from under a patterned headscarf. He lets Eddie read his palm, because why the hell not? It’s all bogus anyway!

Except, as the summer goes on, Steve finds that Eddie’s cryptic predictions somehow, inexplicably keep coming true. As they keep running into each other, almost as if orchestrated by an invisible force, Steve can’t help but be intrigued with the other boy. He also can’t seem to forget how pretty Eddie’s eyes look in black liner, or the way his fingers feel on his skin, but that is an entirely different problem.

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