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Fictober Day 5

"I'm in love with you."

"Say that again."

Prompt from this list! @f4ult-line

Stranger things, Eddie Munson/Steve Harrington.

Mentions of smut, no details. Otherwise fluff.

(Yall eddie is secretly a huge teddie bear, you cant prove me wrong)

Eddie's sweaty forehead leaned against Steve's shoulder as he pants, fingers shakily adjusting how they lay, legs tangled together.

It had started out as a meaningless screw, a way to loosen up. Theres not many options a queer guy has, afterall. Not in the small town of Hawkins. But for Eddie, it turned into something more. He started staring longer, smiling more, and tried to get as much time with Steve as he could.

“Stevie?” He mumbles, still coming down. Steve hums, eyes flickering open to look down at him.

“Whats up, Eds? Y'need somethin’?” He asks, propping himself up on his elbow to fully look at him, brushing aside one of Eddie's loose curls from his forehead.

“I-Steve, I'm… I'm in love with you.” He blurts out, heart pounding as he takes a nervous breath.

Steve's eyes widen and he sits up fully, cupping Eddie's cheek in his hand. But what he says next is shocking.

“Again.” He demands. “Say that again.”

Eddie's nervous expressions turned into shock, a hint of hope flashing across his face. “I'm in love with you. And I know this was supposed to be meaningless, no strings attached. But Steve, I've fallen for you. You-You're wonderful and kind and thoughtful and-”

Steve cuts him off with a chuckle, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Yeah? I love you too, baby.”

Eddie's head snaps up, forehead smacking into Steve's nose. Eddie gasps out, apologies pouring from him as he tries to see how hard he had hit him.

“Baby, baby, I'm fine!” Steve exclaims, hands cupping Eddie's cheeks. “I'm okay.”

Eddie's eyes meet his, a dorky grin appearing on his lips. “You called me baby. I like that. Call me that again.”

Steve snorts, kissing his forehead. “As long as I can call you my boyfriend. How's that sound, babe?”

Eddie nods excitedly, clambering to sit up in Steve's lap, pressing happy kisses all over his face. “Yes, yes, yes! I'll be your boyfriend. I'll be the best damn boyfriend you'll ever have, I swear.”

Steve laughs softly, pulling Eddie closer to his chest, catching Eddie's lips with his own, kissing him gently, slowly.

“Good, ‘cause I don't want anyone other than you, Eds.” He whispers, their foreheads pressed together as they smile at each other contentedly.

"dick" "pathetic" "moan" "pussy" "desperate" "wet" "needy" "cock"

What is or isn’t a slur can be highly contextual, y'all.

“Jonny Sims bummed a fag off my ma” doesn’t contain a slur, but “What are you, some kind of fag?” does.

“Queer studies”, “the queer community” and “I’m queer”? Not a slur. Some bigot calling you a “dirty queer”? Slur.

“Be gay, do crimes” and “He’s gay” ≠ slur, but “Ew, that’s so gay” = slur.

In conclusion, stop buying into this fucking “q slur” bullshit. Queer people talking about the queer community aren’t using it as a slur any more than a gay man calling himself gay is using that term as a slur.

marauders era girl hangout sesh (click for better quality)

And once again, what I thought was real lead to heartbreak

wolfstar headcanon: Remus making amortentia just so he can smell Sirius again

WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME

Fictober Day 9

“You need to pay better attention.”

Stranger things, Steddie, friends AND lovers, Steve tutors Eddie (unsuccessfully), soft!Eddie

Prompt thanks to this blog

“You need to pay better attention, Eds.” Steve sighs as Eddie hands him his report card with a frown, the paper crumpled from being at the bottom of the bag.

“But look! I got a C in english!” He exclaims, trying desperately to distract him from the F's in math and science.

Steve shakes his head with a fond smile, pulling Eddie down to sit next to him as he looks over the grades.

“I swear I thought we went over this stuff, babe. What did you struggle with?”

Eddie shrugs, leaning into Steve's side, pressing his face in his shoulder. “I dunno. Its just hard.”

Steve frowns, glancing over at him when he notices Eddie's withdrawing tone. “Lets drop this for now, okay?”

Eddie nods, standing as he pulls Steve up and towards his room, discarding his boots as soon as they're through the door. Steve follows promptly and lets Eddie pull him to lay on the bed.

Steve's face is in Eddie's hair, the boys face shoved into his chest. He smiles softly, pulling him closer, running his hand soothingly over his back.

“How'd your day go, baby?” Steve asks, pressing gentle kisses to the top of Eddie's head.

“Alright, I guess. D&D had to be canceled, though.” Eddie scoffs, tightening his grip around Steve's waist. “Some stomach bug is going around.”

“Aw I'm sorry, Eds. But it can always be rescheduled once everyone's feeling better, okay?”

Eddie nods, pressing a kiss to Steve's cheek.

“I know. How bout you? How was your day, Stevie?” Eddie asks, his voice slowly turning into a mumble.

Steve smiles and begins on how his day went, rambling on and on. But after a bit, he notices that Eddie went unnaturally quiet. He smiles softly when he realizes that the boy was fast asleep.

He moves him to lay back, unbuckling his belt and putting it to the side, along with his various rings and necklaces. He covers him up and presses a kiss to his forehead before getting up and rummaging through Eddie's drawers for clothes he could change into.

Once he finds something, he lays down next to Eddie, pulling him into his arms, smiling softly as he falls asleep.

“I'm proud of you, Eddie.” He mumbles, dozing off.

love them so much

European: Americans will be like I’m going to watch a whore movie and eat a hamburger slathered in lard

Americans: it’s true I do do this.

American: British people will be like alright I’m off to eat some wheezy bangers (beans and bread out of a can)

Brit: I’ve seen this reblogged by several people I normally trust so: How mocking British cuisine and dialect has a long classist history and how it became frighteningly normalized on an American (uniquely cruel, uniquely ignorant) internet: a thread. 1/?

Doodle dump!