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last week of sophomore year and thank god i need a break!

i’ve been super into drarry recently cause i accidentally opened my drarry tag instead of the steddie one, so you get new recs. yay! will be posting a long list of steddie soon, i’ve got two in my drafts that i’m about to combine and add to

DRARRY

A Secondary Education by Thunderbird587

reader’s note: this is what i’m currently reading, i’m on chapter 9 and it is one of my favorite i have read in a long time

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“Fleeing the aftermath of his recent divorce, Draco Malfoy takes up a post as the new Potions Master at Hogwarts. At first he believes his hopes for a fresh start are dashed when he sees that a certain boyhood rival is on staff there as well. But Harry Potter is being weirdly nice to him, leaving Draco no choice but to play along. As Draco reckons with his ex-wife's infidelity and questions about his own sexuality, he finds himself going to an openly gay Potter for guidance. As their friendship deepens, Draco realizes that there is quite a lot that Potter can teach him. And that he is surprisingly ready to learn.”

Say My Name by Thunderbird587

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“Harry witnesses something unexpected in the 8th year boys' showers and starts to see Draco Malfoy in a whole new light. The question is now, what is he going to do about it?

A coming of age Drarry tale about letting go of the past and building the future.”

Starts With a Spin by Maxine

reader’s note: i think i’ve posted this before, but it is my all time favorite fic so here it is again

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“It started with the spin of a bottle, and now Harry and Draco have gotten themselves so far into their own game there's almost no way out again. Except to keep playing.”

Naked by bixgirl1

reader’s note: once again i think i’ve posted this before, but here it is again because it is another one of my favorite that i often com back to

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“Harry and Draco are sent on an undercover assignment to catch a Dark wizard — which might not be so bad if it weren't at a Muggle nudist resort.

Now Draco has to deal with a very interested Harry, temptation he's long-since learned to ignore, and threats around every corner — including the one to his heart.”

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Eddie: I'm ambidextrous

Steve: YOU TOO?? wow, robin wasn't joking when she said queer people attracted each other so well. How did you find out? i found out because robin said it wasn't normal to want to kiss guys too.

Eddie: what

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voltron is resurgent on tik tok???

i’ve been on a klance kick as of recently anyways, so please enjoy this rec list…

klance

Cross My Path by: wittyy_name

black cat witch keith is everything to me. there is a smut scene in here and it does include keith with some feline features, so if that bothers you then this is not for you. or you can just skip the smut

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“Lance owns a witch themed cat cafe that rescues black cats. Each one has a unique collar and color coded name to help tell them apart. He's not supposed to play favorites, but he's already adopted his favorite, Red, as his own. Cold and distant to everyone, Red is extremely affectionate to Lance. Needy. Clingy. Protective. But Lance doesn't mind. He makes Lance's home a little less lonely. He's a little weird, but aren't all cats? He loves his baby boy, and he's eternally grateful for the day that little black fluff ball crossed his path.

Lance doesn't think twice about Red's odd quirks. That is, until he wakes up with a naked stranger in his bed.

And hey! Turns out Red is actually a witch named Keith who's been cursed to be a cat for twenty years. A really hot witch who's still very affectionate towards Lance.”

Save a Lion, Ride a Cowboy by: Bang Bang Beef Keef

this is one of my favorite klance fics!! i can’t even remember how many times i have read this one. it is so good!

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“Lance is sexually frustrated. Luckily Keith is here to help...

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“You’re suggesting…” Lance gulped at that lump again. “… I try being slutty right now?”

“If you want to feel satisfied,” said Keith, running that hand from his hair down to his neck. His jacket was slipping off both shoulders now. It’s not like Keith was showing any skin, but something about that jacket refusing to stay put, the mere suggestion that Keith’s clothes were removable… Lance was fairly certain his blood flow was no longer heading up towards his brain. He wasn’t going to think his way out of this one. Did he even want out of this one? He hadn’t agreed to be in this one.”

In the Closet by: speaks

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“‘I gotta say,’ Lance droned, swishing his nearly empty glass, “I was a little bummed that you never texted me. Then I was kinda pissed when I first saw you again tonight. But after some major reflection and several drinks, I’ve decided to take your rejection as a challenge.”

“I lost it,” Keith blurted.

Lance paused, jaw hanging open slightly with its next half-formed word.

“I lost your number,” Keith emphasized. “Like, almost immediately, on the subway ride home that day.”

“O-oh.” Lance faltered, like his entire plan had hinged around Keith being resistant, and now he was lost for words. And Keith was just drunk enough to roll with that.”

I’m Burnin’ For You by: melancholymango

this fic is another one of my favorites! i also have read it numerous times

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“Lance has been avoiding Keith like the plague for weeks now, even going so far as to fake sleep or duck around corners to avoid looking at him. He knows that Keith is getting concerned at this point, past the initial annoyance and headed straight into worry. He wants to tell Keith, really, but he loses his head the moment they're face-to-face every single time. Why did he have to develop feelings for his sorta-rival? How long could he avoid addressing it before it blew up in his face?

Until they were both confined to a hot, dark enclosed space for the unforeseeable future, apparently.”

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read on ao3

really though, think about it.

girls in robin's year would totally still be hung up over steve "the hair" harrington. king steve. the boy they've created in their heads and would kill for a shot to go out with him.

so when they see his beemer in the parking lot after school on the first day in 1985, a game of telephone immediately starts. they gossip about how he's there to see a girl, nevermind the fact he'd never go for someone still in high school (unless you're a boy whose repeating his senior year but that isn't relevant just yet), and names start flying. news reaches inside the school building quickly and the halls are filled with whispers.

no one gets close to him. it's almost as if everyone is waiting with baited breath to see who's going to get in the car. they watch and discreetly point and make their predictions until a hush falls over them when they see steve perk up and sit in his seat a little straighter, turning his key in the ignition and starting the car. everyone looks around for the girl he's inevitably taking home, and the building doors slam open with a bang! and robin buckley comes tumbling out onto the sidewalk with all the gracefulness of a newborn foal. they pay her no mind and keep watch for the absolutely beautiful girl that has the honor of sitting in his passenger seat.

and then robin buckley moves in and throws her backpack into his backseat before sitting shotgun. says something that has steve letting out the most ugly cackle they've ever heard, a giant grin on his face.

there's no way.

how did robin buckley manage to capture the former king of hawkins for herself?

they watch as steve backs out of the parking space, still laughing and engrossed in whatever conversation the two of them are having, and drive away.

after he picked her up that first day, he's been driving her to and from school ever since just so she wouldn't have to ride the bus. even going so far as getting her breakfast and coffee before he drops her off. he's got her a little bit spoiled.

and it makes all the girls furious.

robin thinks it's absolutely fucking hilarious.

they mostly glare at her in the hallway between classes and she has to stifle her giggles behind her hand. they won't do anything directly, she's noticed, but she hears the jeers behind her back and it only makes her roll her eyes. if only they knew the real steve.

robin shows up late wearing a polo under her denim jacket that obviously belongs to steve. they had their weekly sleepover the night before (where they share a bed and oh wouldn't that knowledge make every girl see red) and they'd both slept through the shrill ringing of the alarm clock. she'd snatched the shirt off his floor in her haste to get dressed and neither of them noticed until someone was brave enough to point it out.

"woke up late and didn't have a clean shirt," robin shrugs. then, to be a little mean, "not my fault his bed's so comfortable."

and just like she thought, the girl's face goes bright red and the steam coming from her ears is almost visible. she storms off and they've got new gossip for the week.

it keeps happening. robin wears steve's clothes more than her own now after realizing how good she actually looks and how comfortable they are compared to her own. it's not all polos and buttons; there's a few plain tee's and a couple with graphic designs that she tends to favor more.

"keep 'em of you like them so much," steve had told her one weekend as she raided his closet. he was still bundled up under the blankets in his bed and looking at her fondly. "they don't fit me anymore and i'd rather they get more use than collect dust."

the day before christmas break, robin's sitting at her regular lunch table when the chair in front of her is turned backwards and eddie munson is straddling it, giving her a smirk.

"so, buckley, a little birdie tells me that you and harrington are going steady."

robin rolls her eyes. "me and the dingus?" she shakes her head. "there's nothing going on there, trust me. we are platonic with a capital P, all the way."

eddie hums in consideration and he's got that look on his face that robin recognizes well. she gives him a once over and leans in, beckons him forward like she's telling a secret.

"but you, on the other hand..."

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modern au where Steve makes fun of Eddie on Twitter and he's attacked by Corroded Coffin fans and he's like guys "hes literally my boyfriend" and Eddie is like "I've never heard of this man in my life :/" to cause problems

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#Eddie was the first one to listen to Steve and not judge him when he didn’t understand

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this is currently me 25/8

i promise i’ll post content other than steddie soon, i literally have other rec lists ready…

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monster hunter! steve and vampire! eddie???

yes please, this is everything i didn’t know i needed to read in a fic

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More Steddie fic promo bc I am shameless and I cant help myself (I have a lot of these so buckle up)

Read it here!

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Steve needs to be touched.

He's not sure how he didn't notice sooner. Didn't really realize until his skin almost itches with it. Until he notices how he will almost chase any physical affection without thinking. But by then, it already feels too late to really do anything about it.

Luckily, Eddie and Robin are both physically affectionate people. They use any opportunity to invade his personal space, any excuse to throw an arm around his shoulders or nudge his shoulder with their own. They're always in his space so much that, at some point, he starts to expect it from them.

It only makes him more painfully aware of Eddie slowly trying to pull back, to pull away. To put some distance between them.

Steve wonders if it's becoming obvious how needy he's become. He had thought he'd been a little subtle about it- he goes straight to him and Robin whenever he starts to feel that itch, that need for contact, but they all have so much trauma that no one bats an eye. But if Eddie has noticed and thinks its... weird or uncomfortable...

He doesn't say any of this to Robin when he tries to ask her what's wrong though. It's less... asking. He basically just waits for a quiet moment to wonder; "I hope I haven't done anything to upset Eddie. He's been pulling away a lot recently."

"Steve," Robin looks a little guilty. "He's fine. You haven't don't anything. Don't worry about it, ok?"

Don't worry about it? Steve frowns.

"You talk to him? It's... I mean, it's only me then, right? I haven't fucked up too bad, have I?"

Robin grabs his shoulders. "Steve. You didn't fuck anything up. He just needs some space right now. I'm the one who told him to back off a little with you. I think it's something you both need. Ok?"

"You told him to back off?"

"Yeah, and you trust me, right?"

"Of course I do."

She nods, gives him a lopsided grin and heads to the backroom to "actually do my stupid job for once!"

Steve tries not to curl in on himself. Tries not to jump to conclusions, but... why else would she tell Eddie to back off? But that means that she's noticed how weirdly clingy he is too. She must be ok with it though... right? She told Eddie to back off, she hasn't tried to do that herself. If anything, she's been a little more physically affectionate.

So he's been making Eddie uncomfortable. He has fucked it up. Robin is just trying to be nice.

The next time he sees Eddie, it's almost too much. Knowing that he's making Eddie uncomfortable won't leave his mind, making him painfully aware of what he's doing, making sure he also keeps his distance. He won't make Eddie more uncomfortable- he's a great guy, he deserves so much better than that.

But it is too much. So Steve starts to avoid him entirely. It's easier, even though it means he has to avoid group hangouts. Even though he feels lonelier than ever. It's easier than having Eddie right there.

He can tell that the others are starting to worry about him. Even Eddie, apparently, is worried. But he keeps dismissing it all. Brushes them off. Falls back on the excuses and tactics he'd use on Tommy. It's not good, he's too cruel sometimes, but it gets them to back off.

Of course, that doesn't last long.

He wasn't fully awake when he pulled open the door and, as soon as the door opens, Eddie shoves his way inside. He ignores Steves complaints, sitting on the sofas armrest, quickly settling down with his arms crossed. He raises an eyebrow at Steve, who is still hovering in the doorway.

Steve reluctantly closes the door. He doesn't sit down. "What do you want?"

"I was about to ask you the same. What the hell is wrong with you, Steve? Did something happen?"

"I'm fine. No, actually, I'm tired. Maybe you should leave so I can fix that."

Eddie narrows his eyes. "You're lying."

"So?"

"So? Fucking hell, dude, I thought you were better than this! Or was that a phase? Miss being King Steve too much, huh?"

Steve flinches at the nickname. "I'm trying to deal with some shit right now. Being around you guys is only making it harder, so I'm taking some time alone to work through it. I'll be fine, I just need some time."

"Time for what?"

Steve grits his teeth. Even if he were willing to talk about it, explaining that he's trying to forget what it felt like to have Eddies hand on his shoulder is too embarrassing to admit.

"Steve, come on," Eddie tries, stands up and walks closer. "Talk to me. Please, I just want to help."

His hand is so gently on Steves arm. He just wants to curl up in the touch, even as small as it is.

He feels shame boil under his skin when his face scrunches up, hating how visibly close he is to crying. Especially with how soft Eddies voice gets, with how he pulls Steve closer so he can hug him, wrapping him up in his arms. Steve can't help but hug him back, gripping the back of his top tight, shaking.

"It's ok, you're ok, I've got you," Eddie is saying. He tucks his face into Steves shoulder, gently rocking them. "Whatever it is, you don't need to be alone, ok? I'm right here. I'll always be right here."

"I don't want you to be uncomfortable," Steve finally sobs. He hates how his voice cracks.

"You don't make me uncomfortable. You've never made me feel uncomfortable, I promise. I don't think you could if you tried, sweetheart."

"But Robin- she told you to back off?"

"Yeah, but that- that's nothing to do with you, ok? You didn't do anything wrong. That wasn't your fault."

He waits, but Steve doesn't respond. If anything, he feels more tense.

"Ok, Steve, come on, hey." Eddie gently pushes Steve away, holds him by his shoulders so he has to look at him. "That wasn't your fault."

"So why were you pulling away?"

"I didn't want to make you uncomfortable. Robin didn't want me stressing myself out, worrying all the time."

"Why would I be uncomfortable?"

"Steve. I'm gay."

"Yeah? I do listen when you talk, man, I don't need a reminder."

"No, that-" Eddie snorts, shaking his head. "I'm gay and you're pretty. And nice. And you're always curling up on me like a fucking cat. Did you really not realize?"

"Oh." Steve blinks. He isn't sure what he's feeling, but it definitely isn't negative. "Really? Me?"

"Yeah, Stevie, you. I thought you'd noticed. I stare at your lips a lot. Even the kids noticed. Like I said, I didn't want to make you uncomfortable. It's one thing to be ok with a dude being gay, it's another for that dude to be crushing on you. I get it if you don't feel comfortable with any of that shit."

"No, it... it's not making me feel uncomfortable."

"Ok. That's good? Right? How is it making you feel?"

Steve fiddles with the hem of his top, face heating up. "Uh. Nice, I guess? I don't know. But not, like, bad."

"Nice as in... it's nice to feel wanted?" Eddie glances down to his lips- this time, Steve notices.

"No, um... I don't know. I didn't really think you'd ever want to look at me like that. It's nice." Steve shifts, hesitating. He doesn't want to say the wrong thing, but he really wants to admit it... "I, uh... I think I want you to look at me like that."

"Steve, please, you need to elaborate. I don't want to read this wrong. Why do you want me to look at you like that?"

"It's... uh..."

Eddie steps a little closer, gently reaching out to hold his hand. "Steve. Why do you want me to look at you like that?"

"Because that's how I look at you," Steve whispers. The thought is a little shocking, even to him- but it's true. "Oh."

Eddies thumb rubs a little circle on the back of his hand. It's nice, comforting. "Steve, I'm gonna kiss you now. Is that ok?"

"Yeah. Yeah, yes, that's ok, please."

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to update on this, honeyed affection is amazing and i am patiently waiting on the next chapter <3

me when i start reading a new fic: 😌

me when i realize it’s by @cuips-not-cute : 🥰😲‼️

i’m currently reading honeyed affection, i will let y’all know how it goes

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#just a torso appreciation post

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me when i start reading a new fic: 😌

me when i realize it’s by @cuips-not-cute : 🥰😲‼️

i’m currently reading honeyed affection, i will let y’all know how it goes

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y’all i apologize for all the steddie content i have been posting and reblogging. if you can’t tell i have been on a steddie rampage

which means i have been reading more fics! yay!

i promise i will start getting some non-explicit ones on here soon

please remember to read all of the tags before you read a fic!!

anyways

STEDDIE

sleep it off

by: theamazingbard

this is a two part series about steve and eddie’s bat bites screwing with them. as the author lovely outs in the tags, “bat rabies but make it sexy”

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“‘Why is this happening?’ Eddie says, voice tight. Steve doesn't know. Steve barely knows what is happening, much less the why.

Steve moves his hand, just once. Flattens his fingers and brings his hand up closer to the back of his neck. Eddie's whole face goes slack and he hunches over more, practically in half, hand clenching the back of the couch.

"I said don't."

"Why?" Steve says, "What does that do?" It's his own hand, on his own fucking skin. As if Eddie can tell him not to do shit in his own house.

Eddie's eyes squeeze shut for just a moment, like he doesn't want to say. "It's messed up but it feels like your hand is on - on me. On my dick. Or something."

(Upside Down bat venom may take 2-3 weeks to completely leave your system. Side effects are currently unknown.)”

take the edge off

by: Adure

another two part story about dumbasses in love

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“‘Okay, you should probably leave.’ Eddie says quietly, hand slipping underneath the blanket. His other hand reaches for the remote and he pauses the movie.

“Why?”

“‘Cause I’m going to jerk off.”

Steve's mouth is dry. His body is heavy. “I don’t want to go.”

“Fine." Eddie leans his head back against the wall, reveals the column of his throat. "Stay.”

(Robin and Steve make a bet. Eddie is... unhelpful.)”

Next time, huh?

by: crayola_writer

the boys smoke and… we all know where this is going

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“Steve still has nightmares. They wake him up every night and sometimes it's not enough to just check the locks and go back to bed. So he and Eddie had started calling each other when they're unable to relax again. Then they started going to each others houses when they got really bad. And yeah maybe Steve has a small crush he's been nursing, but nothing could come out of it right?

Or, during a smoke and talk, things go in a different direction than they normally do.”

cool and collected

by: leah_btw

i love a good starcourt mall fic, scoops ahoy steve forever has my heart

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“Because here's the thing: Eddie Munson has always been weird. Since Steve first saw him his freshman year, weird. But Steve Harrington has always liked him.

Eddie was older, and cooler, and everything Steve wasn't. For the longest time Steve just called it jealousy, called it anger. He called it anything other than what it actually was: a crush.

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or where Eddie Munson works at the mall and Steve's had a crush on him for years”

slam dunk

by: bdelaney

this is a little more extreme than some of the previous fics i have recommended. i am not posting the summary because i don’t want someone to accidentally read it if this is not their type of thing

this is one chapter from bdelaney’s Kinktober 2022. if you like this, i suggest the rest of the chapters in this series

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(not so) innocent

by: pan_dora

once again, this is a part of another Kinktober 2022, read the rest of the series if you enjoy this chapter

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Something about his tone and body language tells Steve that Eddie has not just stepped into the kitchen. There is no passing the kitchen when you go to the bathroom. “Sooo,” Steve drawls, trying to casually lean against the counter — as if that somehow made Eddie potentially hear his conversation with Robin go away, “how long have you been standing there?”

Eddie’s grin widens. “Longer than you’d like.”

Taste Me You Will See

by: Eilla

a college au and they share a wall

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“The dorm room next to Steve's gets a new resident over Thanksgiving break, much to his surprise.

After the first 'incident' when he finds out about his new neighbour, Steve quickly becomes really fucking tired of the guy and his obnoxious music taste. Not to mention the guy's endless libido.

Steve tries to get the message across, he really does. Some failed attempts later, he kind of wants to put this asshole in his place. However, he's not prepared to see who the guy is behind his recent sleepless nights.

In other words, Steve learns that life has its interesting ways to give you a lesson about yourself.”

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cards against humanity - steddie 😜 edition