#Nonbinary Eddie

[steddieunderdogfics]

please mommy, mommy, please by lydiah135

Rating: Explicit

10,218 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Tags: Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things)Slice of Life, Established Relationship, Trans Steve Harrington, Nonbinary Steve Harrington, Transmasculine Eddie Munson, Trans Eddie Munson, Top/Bottom Versatile Eddie Munson, Bottom Eddie Munson, Top/Bottom Versatile Steve Harrington, Soft Dom Steve Harrington, T4T Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Age Play, Spanking, Lactation Kink, Panty Kink, Feminization, Steve Harrington Has a Mommy Kink, Eddie Munson Has a Degradation Kink, Hair-pulling, Anal Fingering, pussy slapping, Foot Fetish, If You Squint - Freeform, Aftercare, Praise Kink, Anal Sex, Frottage, Virgin Eddie Munson, Pervert Eddie Munson, Orgasm Denial, Ass Play, Rimming, Kink Negotiation, Kink Exploration

Summary:

"What about, wife Stevie Harrington returns from her husband's work party to find her young baby-sitter, Eddie Munson, at home. Maybe, just this once, it's nice to have someone waiting for her when she comes back?" "Yeah, except I'm a filthy underwear thief and a pervert and virgin all in one." "Yeah, and then I fuck you." "Yeah, exactly!" (or, the barbies from the pro dom eddie fic role-play something a lil different)

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[alicetallulaafterdark]

Eddie's Gender Week 2025 - Day 4 : Stage - Nonbinary Eddie - 25.02.2025

Here's my contribution to the Eddie's Gender Week by @genderthings 😊💖🖤

Stage - Nonbinary Eddie performing 'Sweet Transvestite' - 25.02.2025

I've been wanting to draw Eddie in this Frank N. Furter outfit for a while, I'm so glad I could finally do that ! :3 💕

Done using ink pens, alcohol markers, graphite pencils, acrylic paint pens and Photoshop for the lace, glitter and sequins effects

AO3 post / Bluesky NSFW post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Pillowfort post / Twitter NSFW post

[paperbackribs]

"Hey, it's 'they/them,' dickheads," Steve interrupts exasperatedly.

Modern non-binary Eddie who is out but the kids just don't really let it sink in. Don't think about how Eddie increasingly flinches every meet-up as they exclaim during the campaign, calling out that 'he' has said this and that about the current monster in their tracks.

Steve though. Steve, feeling a little stupid the first time Eddie had haltingly told him about why it was so important to them. That the euphoria of 'woman' or 'man' was actually reserved for the fizzing feeling of rightness when gender was mixed and erased for them.

Steve, who felt the cogs in his head rubbing slowly together but had fixed the idea firmly in his heart--for the person in his heart--interrupts as the kids draw up their last play.

"They," Steve cuts in, firm and with a gimlet stare at the boys who frown up at him in confusion.

"They what?" Mike asks in exasperation, clearly expecting Steve to stutter and back away despite Steve never having backed away from a fight in the entire time the two guys have known each other.

"Who what?" Dustin mutters absently as he adjusts his gold count. "We're nearly done." He licks the tip of his pencil before returning to his count of the loot.

Lucas eyes the hardening stare on Steve's face, flicking over to Eddie's suddenly wide gaze and pokes Dustin to look up, "I don't think it's that."

Mike sighs at Steve's hands falling to his hips, recognising the chastening posture even as he doesn't understand why. Eddie though. Their expression falls from wide surprise to understanding and something with a touch of awe that Steve doesn't quite understand from his friend.

"They, you dickheads," Steve repeats, lips pursed. "Eddie is not a 'he.' They're not 'her.' They are 'they.' They are 'them.' It's not hard. I literally used it like a million times already today."

Steve sniffs into the air and Mike scowls, "It just happens; Christ, Steve."

The light dims in Eddie's eyes, but he nods gamely, voice even and-- Steve can tell--deliberately light, "It's no big deal, easy to do. Don't worry about it, Stevie."

"But it hurts you," Steve insists.

Mike's eyes widen in surprise and Lucas winces.

Eddie hurriedly shakes their head with a forced laugh, "It's not like I've not gone by 'he' for nearly my entire life." They wink at Dustin, who had raised his head suddenly.

"You did a thing," Dustin says slowly, putting down his pencil next to a dragonborne figurine and miming an exaggerated wince and flinch. "Two hours and--" he checks his Casio watch, "thirteen minutes ago when the orcs invaded. I said our dungeon master was a right man of a bastard."

Eddie softens, genuine amusement lighting their face, "I'm used to you lot cussing me out, Henderson."

"But it wasn't the swearing," Lucas says, remorse filling his voice even as he pinches Mike. The other kid yelps but quietens when Lucas leans in, heatedly whispering and Mike goes red then white in the face.

"Oh shit, I forgot."

Teeth gritted, Eddie repeats, "It's not a big deal. Now--"

"Okay," Steve interrupts again, pulling a seat over to sit next to Eddie, thighs almost touching, "then it's no skin off our nose if we start practising for you, right?"

He turns to the boys, expression pleasant for the first time, "Eddie said it's no big deal, are they right?"

Mike blinks three times before pointing to his character sheet, "Eddie should have given me experience points for the giant spider but they stiffed me."

In an uncanny echo, Eddie blinks at Mike for his word choice.

"They were right," Dustin argues. He points at Lucas, "He figured out the clue and stabbed it--" he turns his finger to Eddie, "--and so they made the right call."

Eddie blinks again with eyes that look a little moist while Lucas continues with the cues given to him by his friends. He makes a loud boinking sound, "Sucks to be you. Hey, Eddie, can I have the spear these two bozos found?"

And with that, the sound of squabbling fills the room.

Steve looks on contentedly as Eddie leans back in their throne, eyeing the boys as they confidently back the adventurers into a corner while teasing the idea of a new battle simultaneously.

Steve leans back into his small frame of a chair too, a smile playing at the sides of his mouth as he listens to his favourite people love each other in their own special ways.

[axolollipop]

the husbands ever <3

[morganbritton132]

Continuing to not write a Stranger Things fic from the POV of the FBI agents spying on the party (mainly continuing from this post):

The home office in Quantico thinks this surveillance mission is going great.

The local office in Indianapolis thinks this surveillance mission is going fine.

The agents with boots on the ground have Steve Harrington staring suspiciously at them from across the street while they pretend to be the cable company.

[flonkertainment]

Happy Pride!

This time no Pickerwheel, just a Drawing for Pride Month! I am just about to go to Pride myself now, so this is the perfect time to post this! To everyone out there: HAPPY PRIDE MONTH! Take care of yourselves and spread the love and kindness that we all deserve <3 Love you guys!

[transmunsons]

steddie text posts pt 4?

[fuctacles]

Eddie writing a love song about Steve, but changing the pronouns so he doesn't out them before they are ready. Steve doesn't mind it, he says he quite likes it, so Eddie starts calling him feminine terms. It becomes a thing, which turns into an awakening, and soon the pronouns in the song are accurate.

[lunareclipse-writes]

Eddie Munson NSFW🔠 w/ gn reader

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A = Aftercare

Eddie is ridiculously doting after sex. He’ll clean you up with whatever’s closest—probably a band tee—and then pull you close, mumbling sleepy praise into your hair. Expect him to keep a water bottle and snacks on the nightstand like the chaotic little caregiver he secretly is.

B = Body Part

He loves his hands—calls them “magic fingers” (which… he's not wrong). On you? He’s obsessed with your thighs, regardless of size or shape. Whether he’s gripping them during oral, marking them up with love bites, or laying his head there post-orgasm, they’re his comfort zone.

C = Cum

Messy. So fucking messy. He lives for the sight of you dripping, or being coated with his release. Might mutter shit like “look what you do to me…” and smear it across your stomach or lips like a worshipper painting his deity.

D = Dirty Secret

He’s jerked off in his van while thinking about you riding him right there in the driver’s seat. More than once. He might’ve even stolen a piece of your clothing for a while. Don’t ask what happened to that bandana…

E = Experience

More experienced than he lets on. He’s fumbled through enough casual flings to know his way around a body. But he gets especially good when he really cares. If it’s you? He’s patient, attentive, and eager to learn what makes you whimper.

F = Favorite Position

Doggy, with a fist in your hair and your back arched just right. But he also adores riding—whether it's you on top of him or the other way around. He loves watching your face contort when you take him deep.

G = Goofy

He’ll crack jokes, do a bad porn voice, or make a pun mid-thrust—but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t take your pleasure seriously. Expect to laugh and cum. Sometimes at the same time.

H = Hair

Messy, unkempt, definitely a thatch of curls down there. He trims just enough to not get caught in zippers. And no, the carpet doesn’t quite match—it's darker.

I = Intimacy

He pretends he’s just in it for the fun, but when it’s late and you're chest-to-chest and he’s whispering “you’re perfect” like a confession? That’s real. His touches are always a little worshipful, like you’re too good for him.

J = Jack Off

A chronic masturbator. He’s absolutely touched himself to your voice, your scent left on his clothes, even texts you sent. Sometimes multiple times a day if he's not seeing you. He’ll totally tell you about it, too.

K = Kink

Bondage (especially makeshift—ties you up with belts or guitar straps), praise/degradation mix (“You’re such a good fuckin’ slut for me”), a touch of voyeurism, mutual masturbation, and maybe some exhibitionism. He lives for getting you to moan in risky places.

L = Location

Anywhere that feels just risky enough: backstage at the Hideout, the van, your childhood bedroom when your parents are downstairs, the school auditorium after hours…

M = Motivation

Your sounds. You moaning his name or gasping into his ear? Instant hard-on. He’s also turned on by emotional vulnerability, weirdly—catch him after you’ve cried in his arms, and he’ll treat you like the most precious thing while fucking your brains out.

N = No

Anything that feels cold or overly clinical—he’s not into strict dom/sub protocols or totally silent sex. He needs emotion, mess, you reacting. Also no shaming; he's been shamed enough in life, he won’t do that to you.

O = Oral

Giving? Oh, he’s obsessed. Will spend hours between your thighs, moaning into you like he’s starving. Receiving? He loves it, especially when you’re watching his face and talking dirty. “Come on, baby, suck me like you mean it…”

P = Pace

He can go rough and fast, especially if he’s been teased, but most often it starts slow and builds. He loves dragging it out, letting you feel every inch before he ruins you. Alternates between deep strokes and frantic ruts.

Q = Quickie

Hell yes. He loves quickies, especially when he can bend you over the bathroom sink or drag you into the back of the van. They usually end with both of you giggling, sweating, and needing to fix your clothes.

R = Risk

Big risk-taker. He gets off on nearly being caught. He’ll try anything once if it sounds hot and isn’t harmful. He’s got that chaotic gremlin energy, so don't be surprised if he suggests sex on the school roof or while driving (bad idea, but hot).

S = Stamina

He can go at least two or three rounds if he’s well-fed and hyped. He’s not a marathon man, but he will edge you and himself until you’re both desperate. His refractory period shortens if you're touching him post-orgasm.

T = Toys

He’s curious and a little kinky—might have a vibrator or two, maybe a pair of cuffs from a Halloween costume that ended up being very real. Loves using toys on you while he watches you squirm.

U = Unfair

Master tease. Will absolutely edge you with his mouth or hands until you’re begging. Might hold you down with a smirk and say, “Not yet, sweetheart.” But he’ll always reward you in the end.

V = Volume

Loud. Whines, moans, breathy curses—he talks you through it the whole time. “You feel so good,” “You’re fuckin’ perfect,” “That’s it, take it.” He praises and swears like a rockstar in the throes of ecstasy.

W = Wild Card

Eddie has definitely written a dirty song about you. A whole filthy guitar riff matched to the rhythm of your moans. He’ll never play it in public—but you’ll hear it in private, with his fingers between your legs.

X = X-ray

He’s got a decent size, but it’s the curve and the way he uses his hips that’ll wreck you. Just enough girth to stretch without pain, and a thick vein that drags along every sweet spot. Plus, he knows how to use his fingers and tongue.

Y = Yearning

High. He’s always down for sex, but when he’s in love? It’s not just physical—it’s clingy, needy, borderline obsessed. He’ll touch you constantly, even if it’s just slipping a hand under your shirt or mouthing at your neck in passing.

Z = Zzz

He crashes fast once he’s worn out—but he has to be curled around you, preferably skin-to-skin. You’ll wake up tangled in limbs, his hair in your face, and his hand on your ass.

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“Make Me Beg”

Eddie Munson x GN!Reader | Smut | ~1.2k words

The van rocks with every thrust of his hips.

Parked deep in the woods just off the main road, the sounds of cicadas and distant thunder are completely drowned out by Eddie’s ragged moans and the wet sounds of his mouth working between your thighs.

He’s been down there forever.

Pinned on your back across the backseat, shirt pushed up and pants discarded, you're a wreck—legs trembling, breath hiccupping, and hands fisted tightly in the tangled curls of Eddie’s hair. And the bastard’s loving it.

“You should see yourself,” he mutters, voice muffled as he kisses your inner thigh again, dragging his tongue along the skin there just to hear you whimper. “God, I should film this. You're shaking, sweetheart.”

You glare weakly down at him. “Eddie… please.”

“Please what?” His grin is all teeth and sin, chin glistening with your arousal. “Need me to use my magic tongue a little higher?”

You squirm and whimper when he doesn’t. Instead, he licks a slow, lazy stripe back down your thigh, mouthing at the sensitive skin again until you’re gasping, legs twitching around his shoulders.

His voice drops an octave, and his fingers dig into your hips. “I love your thighs, baby. You know that? Could fuckin’ live here. Bury my face in ‘em forever.”

“You’re not even touching me—”

“I am,” he argues, sucking another bruise into the soft skin, eyes flicking up at you like a challenge. “Just not where you want yet. But I will. You just look so fuckin’ hot like this.”

“Eddie—!”

Suddenly, he moves. One thick finger drags through your slick, slow and filthy, before he presses it into you with a groan.

“There we go,” he growls. “God, you're tight. Look at you—already clenching, and I haven’t even used my tongue yet.”

You whine so loudly it echoes, and Eddie smirks like he’s just won the lottery.

Then he devours you.

There’s no other word for it—he latches on like he’s starved, tongue fucking into you as his finger curls just right, just enough pressure to make you cry out and arch off the seat. He moans into it like you taste better than any drug, sloppy and loud, a mess of spit and slick and desperation.

And when you start to twitch—start to beg—he pulls back with a filthy pop.

“Not yet,” he pants, eyes blown wide, lips swollen. “I wanna hear you scream when you come.”

“Eddie—!”

He shoves his tongue back in before you can curse him out.

You come hard, with your thighs clamped around his head, his name ripped from your throat like a prayer and a curse in one. He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t fucking stop until you’re crying, twitching, overstimulated, pleading.

When he finally pulls away, his chin is soaked and he looks wrecked, pupils blown wide with lust and pride.

“Holy shit,” he murmurs, climbing up to cage you under him, pressing his still-clothed cock against your spent heat. “You’re so fucking perfect.”

You don’t even have the strength to sass him, but he’s already kissing you—messy and deep, letting you taste yourself on his tongue, whispering:

“Round two, baby. You’re not getting out of this van until I’ve fucked you into the cushions.”

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Masterlist

[taffycakes23]

Happy Pride to my little guys 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈 (all my favorite characters in a little club)

[steddieunderdogfics]

Here to recommend "And I'll Call You Mine" by Moony_marauders (ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40522557)

It's just so cute and makes my enby heart so happy 😊

And I'll Call You Mine by Moony_marauders

Rating: Not Rated

902 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings

Tags: Nonbinary Eddie Munson, Gay Eddie Munson, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington Loves Eddie Munson, Eddie loves him too, Eddie uses any pronouns, but prefers they/them, Steve is a trans ally, Not beta read we die like Eddie, Oops, short but sweet, Might be self projecting onto Eddie, steddie, First Kiss, No Smut

Summary:

Steve confesses his feeling and Eddie comes out.

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[deleteyas]

stranger things text postsss lalalala (made by me, the background images/tumblr posts are from pinterest)

also yes there's enby robin buckley. i love enby robin buckley. great hc, 10/10. also psst i have more posts that i can't fit on here so those will be out by tomorrow!!

[mugloversonly]

Acceptance

For @steddiemicrofic prompt "dress"

wc: 350 | rating:G | dysphoria mention

ao3

summary: Eddie and Steve are going on their first date, but Eddie can't get their dress to lay right.

Eddie looked at themselves in the mirror, with a frown. No matter what they did, the dress wouldn’t lay right. It was their first date with Steve tonight and they hoped to impress him. Groaning, they pulled on their hoodie and headed to Steve’s.

Steve grinned as he opened the door, but it quickly fell when he took Eddie in. “Hey? What’s wrong?”

“I have to cancel our date.” Eddie said softly. Steve pulled them into the house.

“Can I ask why?” Steve asked. Eddie took a deep breath, Steve’s been cool about this in the past, hopefully this wouldn’t send him running for the hills.

“My chest is...” They admitted quietly. “No matter what I put on, or how I stand, it’s too much...I’m sorry, Stevie.” Eddie’s eyes welled up and tears ran down their face.

“Hey, it’s okay.” Steve reassured as he wiped their eyes. “Anything I can do to help?” He asked. He liked Eddie a lot and would roll with anything they threw at him.

“Do you have a magic wand?” Eddie joked with a wet chuckle.

“I don’t have a magic wand, but I do have something.” Steve said as he got up from the couch and sprinted up the stairs.

Less than a minute later, Steve came barreling back down with a wrapped package in hand. He handed it to Eddie victoriously.

“What’s this?” Eddie asked as they took the box.

“It was supposed to be your birthday gift, but I think you need it now.” Steve said. They tore off the paper and opened the garment box. At first it looked like a normal tank top, but when they pulled it out

“You...got me a binder?” Eddie asked in shock.

“Happy birthday” Steve said sheepishly. Eddie jumped to their feet, and kissed him enthusiastically, nearly knocked them off their feet. They ran into the nearest bathroom and put it on under their dress. As they stared at themselves they smiled.

“The date? Back on.” They giggled when they walked out to Steve. “Thank you” they whispered tears of joy falling down their face.

[elizabetak]

Happy Pride Month 🥳🏳️‍🌈

(These are just one of my and my friend's headcanons for each character)

Comment your fav Outlast headcanons 👇

[mockingjaylad]

Who here like oc x canon :P

[eddies-spaghetti]

i’m begging d & p to make dalien nonbinary

@danielhowell @amazingphil