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For time loop and travel weekend, I'd like to rec two of my favorites:

Right Where You Belong by WabiSabiPapi, a thoughtful and extremely well plotted Time Traveler's Wife AU with a tender love story and great humor

and

Echo by CaptainHoney. Thrilling, engrossing and sometimes brutal, this is a wild ride of a fic, as Eddie is trapped in a time loop on his last day on earth. The rare story where jumps in character perspective totally work as we jump from loop to loop.

Right Where You Belong by WabiSabiPapi

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Rating: Explicit

32,826 words, 4/4 chapters

Archive Warning: No Warnings

Tags: Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Car Accident, Family Member Death, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Drug Use, A small helping of selfcest, Time Travel, Inspired by The Time Traveler's Wife, Happy Ending, Gay Eddie Munson, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Librarian Eddie Munson, First Meetings, like there's a couple first meetings, Getting Together, Alternate Universe - The Time Traveler's Wife Fusion, Self-Worth Issues, HAPPY ENDING I REPEAT HAPPY ENDING

Summary:

“...Eddie?” the guy chokes out. Huh. Interesting. He maintains a strict no name policy out in the wild. Sharing it is bad practice with the crime and trying to cover his tracks and all. “Uh, that’s me,” he offers an uncertain smile and a slow nod. “Anything I can help you find?” “You look so young. Your hair. I—” The guy shakes his head. Seemingly astonished. “I can’t believe you’re really here.” Eddie and Steve find one another at different stages of their lives. At very different points in time. A story about discovering and rediscovering, falling in love, and healing childhood wounds.

echo by CaptainHoney

@grandmastattoo

Rating: Explicit

30,342 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of ViolenceMajor Character Death

Tags: Time Loop, Heavy Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, character study through a funhouse mirror, content warnings for pretty much everything, Violence, Blood, Suicide, Murder, Murder-Suicide, Drug Use, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, non-graphic drug overdose, implied eating disorder, Henry Creel | One | Vecna is His Own Warning, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, time loops should count as their own warning, eddie is trapped in a time loop, Multiple Perspectives, Non-Linear Narrative, he may be trapped in a timeloop but he's still horny, hitting the ground running with this one, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, a really rank blowjob, Gore, overuse of the word 'viscera', the return of steve's strawberry scented lube, death death so much death, Bisexual Eddie Munson, Bisexual Steve Harrington, apologies in advance

Summary:

Loop 6 - Steve Eddie bleeds out in his arms. Loop 27 - Steve Eddie bleeds out in his arms. Loop 304 - Steve Eddie bleeds out in his arms. Loop 368 - Steve Eddie bleeds out in his arms.

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“So, wanna head to the police station to report your van?” Steve is turned in his seat, looking expectantly at Eddie. 

“That’s not happening,” Eddie shakes his head vehemently. His whole cornucopia of weed and other, more nefarious, goods are in there. By the off-chance the sexy, sneaky thief didn’t find his stash, he doesn’t really want to lead the cops right to himself and his unsavory business dealings. He relays this in not so many words back to Steve, mindful of the present company fuming to the side, staring intently out the window.

“Well, if we’re not gonna go to the police, we should at least try to track it down ourselves,” Steve suggests.

“What are you talking about—ourselves?” Eddie asks.

“Yeah, like we go back to the bar, ask around, and see if anyone knows the guy. Plus, I bet they’d wanna keep an eye out for a criminal hanging around their business,” replies Steve.

“And suppose we figure out who it is? Then what?”

What kind of vigilante shit does Steve have going on in that head of his? 

“I dunno,” he shrugs, “Get your van back? I haven’t thought that far ahead. We’ll figure it out.”

Eddie is completely dumbfounded by Steve's nonchalance.

“I could use a beer,” Tommy pipes up out of nowhere, contributing absolutely nothing of value to the discussion at hand.

“Okay! It’s settled then,” Steve claps once. “Where’s the bar, Eddie?”

Steve tells Tommy to get in the back so Eddie can take his place as co-pilot. He doesn’t have much faith in any of this, but he’s at the mercy of Steve’s hero complex and is but a passenger princess. He’s just along for the ride at this point. He hopes he can make the pit stop short and sweet to limit Steve and Tommy’s exposure to the type of place it is—that is, a very grungy and very gay bar. A few leather daddies will likely be hanging around already. But hey, straight guys can be clueless, they may just think it’s a popular meet-up spot for bikers.

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“So, wanna head to the police station to report your van?” Steve is turned in his seat, looking expectantly at Eddie. 

“That’s not happening,” Eddie shakes his head vehemently. His whole cornucopia of weed and other, more nefarious, goods are in there. By the off-chance the sexy, sneaky thief didn’t find his stash, he doesn’t really want to lead the cops right to himself and his unsavory business dealings. He relays this in not so many words back to Steve, mindful of the present company fuming to the side, staring intently out the window.

“Well, if we’re not gonna go to the police, we should at least try to track it down ourselves,” Steve suggests.

“What are you talking about—ourselves?” Eddie asks.

“Yeah, like we go back to the bar, ask around, and see if anyone knows the guy. Plus, I bet they’d wanna keep an eye out for a criminal hanging around their business,” replies Steve.

“And suppose we figure out who it is? Then what?”

What kind of vigilante shit does Steve have going on in that head of his? 

“I dunno,” he shrugs, “Get your van back? I haven’t thought that far ahead. We’ll figure it out.”

Eddie is completely dumbfounded by Steve's nonchalance.

“I could use a beer,” Tommy pipes up out of nowhere, contributing absolutely nothing of value to the discussion at hand.

“Okay! It’s settled then,” Steve claps once. “Where’s the bar, Eddie?”

Steve tells Tommy to get in the back so Eddie can take his place as co-pilot. He doesn’t have much faith in any of this, but he’s at the mercy of Steve’s hero complex and is but a passenger princess. He’s just along for the ride at this point. He hopes he can make the pit stop short and sweet to limit Steve and Tommy’s exposure to the type of place it is—that is, a very grungy and very gay bar. A few leather daddies will likely be hanging around already. But hey, straight guys can be clueless, they may just think it’s a popular meet-up spot for bikers.

Read on AO3

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For the @subeddieweek prompt: Edging

Chapter Two: Put Me in Coach!

“That’s—You’re wearing…”

“Oh, this? Found it at a thrift shop today. I liked the colors.” Eddie plays it off, seizing the moment of attention to scratch at his tummy, lifting the jersey to show off a little bit of his treasure trail.

Steve bites his lip and gets real close, grabbing the back of the jersey and fisting at it so that it hugs Eddie's torso, slotting their legs together. Eddie’s nipples harden. He’s sure they’re about ready to poke right through the thin, silky material. Steve notices them, too—pinches at one and then exhales through his teeth as Eddie inhales through his.

“Game's about to start,” Steve says, sounding a little wrecked but still he breaks the spell, moving away from Eddie. He nearly melts to the floor without the support of Steve's leg pressed against his crotch.

Adjusting himself in his jeans, he nods, saying, “Wouldn't wanna miss tee off.” Just to be an idiot.

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they wrestle as an excuse to get real close

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For the @subeddieweek prompt: Edging

Chapter Two: Put Me in Coach!

“That’s—You’re wearing…”

“Oh, this? Found it at a thrift shop today. I liked the colors.” Eddie plays it off, seizing the moment of attention to scratch at his tummy, lifting the jersey to show off a little bit of his treasure trail.

Steve bites his lip and gets real close, grabbing the back of the jersey and fisting at it so that it hugs Eddie's torso, slotting their legs together. Eddie’s nipples harden. He’s sure they’re about ready to poke right through the thin, silky material. Steve notices them, too—pinches at one and then exhales through his teeth as Eddie inhales through his.

“Game's about to start,” Steve says, sounding a little wrecked but still he breaks the spell, moving away from Eddie. He nearly melts to the floor without the support of Steve's leg pressed against his crotch.

Adjusting himself in his jeans, he nods, saying, “Wouldn't wanna miss tee off.” Just to be an idiot.

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in all of its phases

story by weird_witchcraft | based on art by @artbean

One Shot | 7.6k Words | Rated T | No Archive Warnings Apply

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Summary:

Sure, Eddie survived their last trek into the Upside Down, but he spends most of his days hiding out in his new house. Unwilling to even talk to his friends. Dustin’s on a mission to convince Eddie that all he has to do now is live. He might need some reinforcements.

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Pairing(s): Eddie Munson & Dustin Henderson, Steve Harrington & Lucas Sinclair, Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

Character(s): Dustin Henderson, Lucas Sinclair, Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson

Tags:  POV Alternating, POV Dustin Henderson, POV Lucas Sinclair, POV Steve Harrington, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Season/Series 04, Eddie Munson Lives, Implied/Referenced Drug Use

Beta Reader: @arimakes

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For the @subeddieweek prompt: Edging

Chapter Two: Put Me in Coach!

“That’s—You’re wearing…”

“Oh, this? Found it at a thrift shop today. I liked the colors.” Eddie plays it off, seizing the moment of attention to scratch at his tummy, lifting the jersey to show off a little bit of his treasure trail.

Steve bites his lip and gets real close, grabbing the back of the jersey and fisting at it so that it hugs Eddie's torso, slotting their legs together. Eddie’s nipples harden. He’s sure they’re about ready to poke right through the thin, silky material. Steve notices them, too—pinches at one and then exhales through his teeth as Eddie inhales through his.

“Game's about to start,” Steve says, sounding a little wrecked but still he breaks the spell, moving away from Eddie. He nearly melts to the floor without the support of Steve's leg pressed against his crotch.

Adjusting himself in his jeans, he nods, saying, “Wouldn't wanna miss tee off.” Just to be an idiot.

Read on AO3

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For the @subeddieweek prompt Cockwarming

No one wants to hang out tonight. Eddie has nothing to distract him. He thought cumming would help, but apparently it had nothing to do with getting off. He just misses Steve’s anaconda. Before he knows what he’s doing, he’s putting on his jacket and grabbing his keys. He’ll sit patiently and wait for the game to end and then he’ll blow Steve. He. Can. Do. It. Or at the very least, he can try.

Steve finds a way to make watching basketball fun for Eddie

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For the @subeddieweek prompt Cockwarming

No one wants to hang out tonight. Eddie has nothing to distract him. He thought cumming would help, but apparently it had nothing to do with getting off. He just misses Steve’s anaconda. Before he knows what he’s doing, he’s putting on his jacket and grabbing his keys. He’ll sit patiently and wait for the game to end and then he’ll blow Steve. He. Can. Do. It. Or at the very least, he can try.

Steve finds a way to make watching basketball fun for Eddie

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“You can turn around, Steve.”

“No, it’s fine. You can just go to your room, I won’t look. Or you can stay and I’ll go,” Steve offers, still facing the door and so apologetic, “I’ll just keep my eyes closed and we’ll forget this ever happened.”

Eddie sighs, sounding defeated. “You have to open your eyes, man. You can’t get me out of these without looking.”

Steve’s curiosity makes him turn faster than he can even think.

“Get you out of what— oh.”

Handcuffs.

Eddie’s not just standing naked at the kitchen bar, he’s handcuffed to it.

Or, Steve interrupts Eddie’s hookup and comforts him through a subdrop after. That's how it starts.

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"You really gonna sleep with my vest on, Harrington?"

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