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(He’s) Just a Phase — Part 0

Part 1

It was 1989 when they broke up.

It was quiet. It was quick. It was devastating.

Most of all, Steve knew it was all because of him. If it had been another timeline with drastically different events, Steve was sure that his apartment wouldn’t feel so cold, so empty. In another life, Steve wouldn’t have made the same mistakes, and Steve would be in an apartment that actually felt like home.

That was not a wish that Steve could dream of anymore.

Steve was stuck in an apartment that felt too much like his parents’ house in Hawkins. Nothing in the apartment was his. The apartment held no memories or no warmth. Besides the furniture, one wouldn’t believe that anyone lived there. The apartment was clean — too clean. Cleaning meant that there wouldn’t be a reminder that there used to be something, or rather someone, that caused his heart to beat out of his chest or that caused him to feel safe.

Cleaning merely helped on the surface because underneath it all, Steve knew the truth.

Eddie was gone all because Steve hadn’t been ready.

Steve, now, wasn’t sure he would ever be ready. Even if the breakup left a giant black hole in his chest, the terrifying reality of being out scared the living shit out of him, but despite the terror that courses through his veins at the thought of telling someone, Steve hadn’t been strong enough to tell those closest to them or be proud of their relationship in safe places.

There were things Steve could blame for his hesitation. He surely could blame his parents, specifically his father, but it didn't matter. Steve made Eddie a victim of his insecurities. It didn't matter how patient Eddie had been; Steve would never have been ready for what Eddie wanted.

It wasn't until October of 1993, four years after Eddie left his life, that Steve did an unspeakable act, at least in the eyes of the Party.

Steve signed on to his walkie-talkie, newly bought months prior when his old one started to fall apart, and said his goodbyes. Not forever, but for now.

Robin had tried to show up at his apartment but was met with the sight of the landlord giving a tour of an empty apartment with a door that had an engraving of ‘E+S’ in Eddie’s shaky handwriting.

No one knew where Steve had gone. He had fallen off the grid.

He, however, was just under their noses. It was easy to hide in plain sight when no one had actually seen you in a long time. Sure, phone calls occurred, but life had gone on, and being spread out across the country made it difficult to meet, especially when everyone was an adult working some sort of 9-to-5. At first, not seeing any more made dread curl in Steve’s gut, but now, it was a safety net.

It was best that no one recognized Steve Harrington because he was about to ruin himself to the world, all in order to show Eddie Munson that he loved him more than the universe itself, and he was going to do in the only way that Eddie would listen, and that was with a busted guitar from the thrift store and mediocre voice.

All that Steve had to worry about was how Eddie was going to hear him from the top. After all, just a year after their break up, Corroded Coffin made it big.

[salamandergoo]

Flames & Asphodel & Elysium & Love

Written for the @strangerthingswritersguild April Fools Day exchange! This was written for @blaqcats-fics using the prompt “Hades/Persephone Retelling with Hades!Eddie and Persephone!Steve, but has like badass bringer of death vibes for Steve.” I hope I brought the badass vibes for Steve lol

Link to ao3

Steve reached out a hand towards a rotting tree and brushed his fingers over the mushrooms growing out of the decaying bark.  The tree was long dead, it was a home for insects and fungus.  But he knew it had been a home for far longer, the remnants of a birds’ nest in the branches above his head, a hollow containing left behind acorns in the trunk.  Even from a sapling it had provided leaves for other creatures.  There was a certain nobility to the cycle of life and death.  The tree would fall soon, it would decay into the earth and provide nutrients to the plants that would grow from the soil under his feet.  It was… “beautiful,” he whispered.

“A dying tree?”

Steve jumped, turning to face the voice.  There was a crack in the ground and a figure sitting on the edge of it, watching with intense eyes.  “It’s not dying.  It’s already dead.”

“…right.  I hardly think it’s the most beautiful thing in this clearing.”  He smirked and…

Oh, he was flirting.  And oh, Steve kind of liked it.  “Look closer.”  He held out a hand to the stranger and lifted him to stand.  “Look at the moss.  The mushrooms.  The grubs and beetles.  When this falls, it will protect salamanders and snakes.  It died, yes, but it has yet to fulfill the entirety of its purpose.  What could be more beautiful than that?”

The stranger started a moment longer before his expression turned to a wide grin.  “You are Persephone.  Quite passionate about death, I see.”

Steve’s nose scrunched.  “Yes, but please.  Call me Steve.”  He sighed and looked back at the mossy patch right at eye level for a moment.  “Of course I am passionate about death.  Life relies on it.  It’s everything.”  He turned away fully and sighed.  “You are…?”

“Hades.  But I have a feeling we’ll get a little more cozy, so you can call me Eddie instead.”  He rose to his feet and his curls settled on his shoulders after he shook them out.  Steve wanted to reach out and touch, arrange his hair artfully to frame his face.  He wondered if it was softer than it looked or if it was rigid and unkempt.

“Oh, you assume we’ll see more of each other?”

“A god can only hope.”  Eddie gave a sweeping bow and reached out to take Steve’s hand.  He looked up through his eyelashes and brushed his lips to Steve’s knuckles.  Steve’s heart jumped like he’d been struck by one of Zeus’ lightning bolts.

“I see.”  He didn’t want to seem too charmed, not yet.  “I think you only like me for my fascination with decay,” he teased.  “I am hardly interesting beyond that, especially to a god of such status.”

“And what is it that makes you think I could possibly be uninterested in a beauty like yourself?”

“You are the ruler of the Underworld, an entire realm.  Compared to that, am I not… inconsequential?”

“Far from inconsequential my darling,” he purred.  “Without death, my realm is inconsequential.  Without spring, the fields would not be sown.  You are far too important to mortals to even consider yourself inconsequential.  You might be everything.”

“Everything?”  Steve laughed and covered his mouth to attempt to hide his blush.  “You are too much.  Too kind, I would think.”

“Too kind?  Too kind, he says.”  Eddie chuckled, low and warm and it made Steve’s belly feel like a torch in a temple.  “I have never been accused of being too kind, neither by mortal or god.  I should think you are the kind one.”  He looked around the small clearing, grimacing at the dead deer laying just beyond the tree line.  “Is there beauty in that too?”

“Of course.  Life is cyclical.  While the deer’s life is over, it will feed creatures of the woods and sky.  It is a home for flies and a feast for vultures.  And they too, will meet their end eventually.  But we get to observe life over and over again.”  Steve’s eyes sparkled as he gazed at the deer and then up at the tree again.  “Life is a beautiful thing.”

“I suppose it is.”  Eddie was looking right at Steve.  “Say, have you ever been to the Underworld?  I think I would like to show you what comes after for the mortals.”

“You think?”  Steve held out his hand for Eddie to take.  “I suppose a look wouldn’t hurt.”  He wasn’t smiling.  At least, he was trying not to smile.  He allowed Eddie to lead him towards the large break in the earth and peered down warily.  He couldn’t see much, just the distant flickering of flame.  “Are you sure this is safe?”

“Trust me, gorgeous.”  Eddie took Steve’s other hand, back to the break.  “Just look in my eyes and you’ll be okay.”  He took a breath and then yanked Steve forward, pressing their bodies together.  Steve stared into his eyes and could hear the way the earth sealed itself above them, could feel hot air rising up as they fell, faster and faster until they stopped.

His feet touched rocky ground and he could hear something panting behind him.  Something wet touched the back of his neck and he yelped as he let go of Eddie’s hands and turned around.  A great beast stood before him, three pairs of eyes staring and three noses sniffing the air.  “Hello there.”  He held out a hand and touched the wet nose of the middle head. ��It sniffed more intensely for a moment before bowing submissively. “Oh, hello.”  Steve couldn’t hold back his giggle as he pet soft our, scratching up towards the large pointed ears.  “Beautiful…”

“That’s Ozzy.”  Eddie grinned and scratched one of the ears.  “And these are Judas,” he pointed to the head on the left.  “And Maiden.”

“Maiden?”

“Yup.”  Eddie opened his arms and grinned as Maiden leaned in and sniffed him.  The heads were each as large as Eddie’s torso, but the beast was gentle with him, even with three mouths of sharp teeth and razor-like claws.

“Ozzy,” Steve murmured, grinning when the wet nose pressed against his cheek.  “And what does this baby… these babies do?”

“Cerberus is a guardian.  Souls try to escape and wannabe heroes try to come and ‘rescue’ them.  Cerberus helps keep order.  Three heads are better than one, isn’t that right baby?” he cooed to the dog.  His massive tail wagged, thudding against the stony ground.

“This is the great Cerberus?  I thought he would be… scarier.”

“To mortals, he is terrifying.  But he is a sweet boy at his core.  He just has to do his job.”  Eddie stepped back and wiped drool off his robes.  “There is still much to see.”

“I hope everything else is half as exciting as Cerberus.”  Steve waved to the beast with a soft laugh.  “He is very sweet.”

“The sweetest.”  Eddie took Steve’s hand again to lead the way.  He was sure footed and almost seemed to glide through his realm, it was like it existed just for him.

Steve supposed it sort of did.  Zeus had control of the skies and Poseidon ruled the seas.  And Eddie had the Underworld with its rocky ceiling seeming as far away as the sky felt from earth.  He’d expected Hellfire and dank air and the screams of the damned, but it was sort of like a well lit cave.

Until they came to a river of fire.  “Huh.”  He crouched down and reached out to touch the flames.  Were he mortal, he’d be burned to the bone in hardly a second, but it was just a tickle to his godly skin.  “Wow… nothing lives in there?”

“It leads the way to the deepest pits of the Underworld.  For the worst of the mortals, they must traverse through the Phlegethon to reach their eternal punishment.  Of course, I don’t dole out the punishments, I simply oversee the order of things.”

“No,” Steve agreed.  “You are no master of death.”  He rose to his feet and considered Eddie a moment.  “Death is not your domain.”  He grinned.  “It is mine.”

“Harmony.”  Eddie offered his hand again and Steve, again, accepted.  He liked holding Eddie’s hand.  Liked being guided like this.  “Without you, my domain does not exist, without my domain, there is no place for souls to continue to.  We balance each other, Stevie.”

“I suppose we do.”  He walked along the edge of the river, the heat of the flames dying down as they continued further away.  Clear water ran near his feet as they entered beautiful fields, full of grass and flowers.  Souls milled about, but Steve was more interested in the flowers.  “Asphodel?”

“Yeah.  This is where most souls come.  Those who were not cruel but not exceedingly exceptional.  There is peace here.”  He began to gather stalks of the flowers and weave them with deft fingers as Steve watched.  “The mortals will lay these at the resting place of their loved ones on earth.  I think there’s a beauty in it, don’t you?”  His tongue poked out as he tied the flowers into a sort of crown.

Steve smiled and reached out, cupping his hands against the flowers.  They grew brighter at his touch, bloomed fully and seemed to stand out among the other white flowers.  “Yeah.  There truly is.”

Eddie reached out to gently lay the crown on Steve’s head.  “Come, I’ll show you where the exceptional go.  The ones who did the most for the gods and their fellow man.  Heroes of legend and the chosen of the mortals.”

Steve’s face felt warm as a late spring’s day as he followed Eddie.  He liked the Asphodel crown more than anything he’d ever worn, he thought.  It had been crafted by Eddie’s hands, made of something from his realm.  He found himself appreciating the realm a little more with each step that he took.  He knew death.  He knew it well, like a friend.  But he’d never seen what came next, had only heard stories.

And he could see the seed of truth in many of those stories, but they failed to mention the good.  The way Eddie’s smile lit up his eyes, the way he showed so much care for all that he was surrounded by.  Steve even felt cared for by the lilt in his voice, the way his eyes crinkled when he grinned, the curve of his lips when he smiled.  He seemed so genuine.

“Are you lonely?”  The question slipped out before Steve could think about asking.

“Lonely?  Nah.”  Eddie looked over his shoulder.  “I’m not alone down here.  You haven’t even met the furies yet.  Red is a real spitfire, I think you’ll like her.  And one of Iris’ children is totally infatuated by her, he brings messages all the time, it’s-“

“You are not alone, I see that.”  Steve reached out this time and took Eddie’s hand.  “But that does not mean you aren’t lonely.  I never see you on Olympus.  I rarely hear of gods traversing down here.”

Eddie went quiet as they stepped into a golden field filled with a rainbow of flowers.  Steve still preferred the asphodel.  “I… have never been asked that.”

“No?”

“No.  I guess… I’ve never considered it.”

The air was warm like they were under the sun, but Steve could tell the difference.  A mortal likely wouldn’t, but he knew the way the sun felt on his skin.  Eddie seemed deep in thought and Steve politely looked away, watched as the souls of mortals and living demigods ran through the fields, all seeming so happy.  It was beautiful, but he’d rather follow Eddie than stay there.

“I think I might be,” Eddie confessed, voice almost too quiet to hear.  “I rule  the Underworld, but have few equals here.  Few who would choose to be here.”

“And if… I would choose to be here?”  Steve stepped closer until he was face to face with Eddie, almost close enough to feel his breath.

“Why would you?”

“It’s beautiful here.  I’ve never seen anything like it, I want to see more, to experience more.  Tell me, Eddie, where is your home here?”

Eddie’s pale skin looked warm as he looked away, even with the golden light shining down, the blush was clear to Steve.  He liked the way it looked on Eddie, the way he tugged at his hair to try and hide it.  “I suppose I should show you.”

He turned away from the fields and Steve took his hand as they walked side by side.  The palace was in what Steve assumed was the center of everything.  It wasn’t lifeless and empty, it was warm and cluttered and so… beautiful.  It felt like Eddie.

“I like it.”  He looked around with a smile.  It felt like home in some way deep inside of him.  In a way his mother’s home in Olympus had never felt.

“You- you do?  I mean.  You do.  Of course you do.”  He grinned.  “Stevie, listen-“

A knock at the door took their attention.  It swung open to reveal Lucas, son of Iris and messenger of the gods.  “Oh.  Hey, that was… easier than I thought.”  He gave an awkward wave.

“Max isn’t here, dude.  She’s busy.”

“I’m not here for Max.  I have been sent by Zeus.”

“Zeus?  The fuck does he want?”  Eddie’s face scrunched up.  Steve wanted to bite him.

“Steve is being summoned.  His mother is looking for him.  It’s been a whole thing, we should get going.  Steve?”

Steve hesitated, looking at Eddie.  “If mother is summoning me, I can’t… I have to go.”

“Will you come back?”  Eddie’s voice was soft.

“I want to.  I do, I want to stay here with you, but I can’t ignore a summons.  I don’t know what mother would do, what Zeus would do.  I can’t do that to Lucas, he’s-“

“A good kid, I know.”  Eddie sighed.  “Just wait here.  I’ll be right back.”  He turned and hurried deeper into the palace.

“…so, Max?”

Lucas looked away, tugging at his robes.  “I’ve only met her a few times.  In passing.  I’m not- it’s not a thing.”  He cleared his throat.  “…Eddie?”

“Might be a thing.  Not sure yet.”

“Huh.  That’s cool, man.”  He nodded.  Another few moments passed in awkward silence.  “Is he coming back…?  Should we… leave?”

“No, no, he said he’d be back.”

“Cool.  Cool.”  He rocked on his feet.

Steve breathed a sigh of relief when Eddie came hurrying back.  “Sorry, sorry, couldn’t find this, had to look.”  He held up a pomegranate, sliced in half.

“Oh.”  Steve’s eyes went wide.  He knew that eating food in the Underworld bound you there.  Everyone knew that, mortals and gods alike.

“You don’t have to, but… this would make certain that you would return to me.”

Steve held out his hands and accepted the pomegranate, digging his fingers into the fruit to remove several seeds.  “I will return to you.”  He leaned in and pressed a delicate kiss to Eddie’s lips and shoved the pomegranate back into his hands.  “I will come back.”

He lifted his hand to his mouth and bit down on several seeds, fingertips sticky with red juice.  He could feel them in his gut upon swallowing.  “I will see you soon,” Eddie murmured as Steve walked away with Lucas.

On the way back to the peak of Olympus, Steve could taste Eddie and pomegranate on his tongue.

[klausinamarink]

last sentence tag

RULES: post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

please kindly ignore that this took me three weeks to respond to this, i am so sorry for ghosting @cranberrymoons @sourw0lfs and @hbyrde36 for tagging me for this!

ANYWAY:

“If I’m not, then I’m an imposter.” Steve says. 

Nine words so nine folks! Tagging @penny00dreadful @steventhusiast @withacapitalp @wingedquill @flowercrowngods @spoookysix @blaqcats-fics @scarcrossdlvrs @theheadlessphilosopher

[hbyrde36]

Last Sentence Tag

Tagged by @brbsoulnomming 🥰

I keep forgetting I have more of these to do!! BUT - I just remembered and am writing right now so it was good timing.

RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence

Because you want me just as much as I want you, Steve’s traitorous mind supplied.

I can no longer remember who's been tagged or not so feel free to play or ignore at your preference!! 🤣 (omg 15 word sentence, Holly!! shut the fuck uuuup)

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[destinysartz]

favorite (family friendly) fics of the year (2023) : mostly stranger things

Harry Potter:

Shades of Grey: Falling in Four Parts by bi_focal

summary: It all starts with Malfoy's hair (and the rest of him- drunk and wandering the castle because he forgot the Slytherin password).

word count: 6,488

(main) ships: drarry / Draco Malfoy/ Harry Potter

in my room by teddyismycat

summary: james is having an anxiety attack and sirius is helping while they wait for reg to get there :)

word count: 717

(main) ships: Regulus Black/ James Potter

Stranger Things:

she keeps her moët et chandon (in her pretty cabinet) by ghostphobic

summary: five times someone thought steve was speaking gibberish but find out he's just danish and bilngual, one time they all find out

word count: 10,918

(main) ships: (none)

How to be the better person (When that person is Steve Harrington) by desolatecure

summary: Eddie goes to a house party to sell weed and ends up keeping an eye on a particular puppy eyed jock.

or, Steve gets his drink spiked and Eddie steps in to take him home safe.

word count: 7,616

(main) ships: Steve Harrington/ Eddie Munson

Community Service (series) by mellowship

summary: Pre-canon/canon-divergent. How Hopper and Steve’s personal tragedies lead to them crossing paths, and the relationship that is forged as a result.

(can be read as stand alone)

word count: 48,848

(main) ships: platonic

Very Legitimate and Heterosexual Reasons by infraredphaeton

summary: After all the fuss at Starcourt, the EMT ask for their emergency contacts, and the name Steve gives is not one Robin recognises. She's like, 90 percent sure there are no 'Wayne's in the Harrington family tree.

And what the fuck is Eddie Munson doing here?

word count: 2,862

(main) ships: Eddie Munson/ Steve Harrington

Steve has powers, how could you forget? (series) by thatgirl257

summary: Steve has amnesia after a "house fire" when he was ten. All he knows is what his parents have told him. He doesn't realize that the kids don't know about it, and has some explaining to do.

About a month later, they're doing some digging and Steve discovers that he's been lied to--he was actually one of the numbers, discarded with a wiped memory after the experiment failed. Obviously he freaks out.

They go through the process of getting his powers back, and learn why his experiment was deemed a "failure" in the first place.

word count: 32,607

(main) ships: platonic

accidental eavesdropping by brokenfandoms

summary: Eddie Munson instinctively hides in a stall when the bathroom doors burst open and Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley rush in to puke their guts out, completely unprepared for the conversation he's about to overhear.

word count: 1,794

(main) ships: platonic (mostly)

I’d Get Him to Swap Our Places by RuiningFandomsSince1666

summary: When their group of rag-tag monster hunters learned about Steve Harrington’s powers was during their second almost apocalypse.

word count: (unfinished) 22,638

(main) ships: none

Do You Mind? (will you mind?) by GreenQueenofClubs

summary: Look. It’s not Steve’s fault. It isn’t!

It’s just that someone can only get hit on the head so many times before their brain starts cracking, and Eddie Munson is always thinking so GODDAMN LOUD.

word count: 26,537

(main) ships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

But I'm Not American? by blaqcats

summary: 5 times someone found out that Steve was Italian + the 1 time Steve told everyone he wasn't even American.

word count: 11,103

(main) ships: platonic

Merlin:

So Close Yet So Far by KellyDrake6

summary: After years in Camelot, Merlin has become alarmingly touch starved. The gang notice his odd behaviour and try to help him out

word count: 3,351

(main) ships: none/ platonic

Oh Ye Of Little Understandance by Charles_Dickens_I_Am_Not

summary: When Merlin accidentally gets too drunk on Gawain's birthday his Irish accent comes out, confusing everyone who can understand him, and everyone who can't too.

word count: 5,088

(main) ships: platonic

Can't Stand the Heat by Aini_NuFire

summary: Being trapped in a cave-in with his friends on one side and a very angry, very large, fire-breathing salamander on the other was the absolute worst place for Lancelot to be. And the temperature is rising…

word count: 2,391

(main) ships: platonic

With You I'm Warmest by LiGi

summary: Gwaine falls into a lake in freezing temperatures and Merlin and Arthur help him warm up

word count: 4,862

(main) ships: Merlin/ Arthur Pendragon/ Gwaine

Criminal Minds:

“Painful Wound Cleaning” by AspiringAuthor29

summary: Rossi really didn't know what had gone wrong. A simple witness questioning had turned a complete 180 and gone to hell in the blink of an eye. All he knew was that one moment their witness had been answering their standard questions as if nothing was amiss and the next, he was lying on the ground with a bullet through his skull.

.

Oh, and Reid had a knife shoved in his ribs.

word count: 2,741

(main) ships: platonic

MHA:

Physical Dissonance by Ilayawakeatnight

summary: Keigo is overstimulated. Dabi tries to help.

word count: 3,843

(main) ships: Dabi/Hawks

The Kacchan Off Switch by sticker (vague_flirting)

summary: Even after bagging himself multiple romantic partners, Bakugou was still loud and brash and sometimes a lot to handle. But then a discovery is made that changes everything: Suddenly, Bakugou’s partners had something that would make him calm down instantly and unfailingly.

word count: 25,958

(main) ships: poly

Well that’s a shock by Ghostshappen

summary: Monoma copies Kaminari’s quirk and short circuits. It isn’t until everyone sees Kaminari’s reaction that they realize how much it hurts.

Word count: 5,890

(main) ships: platonic

It (Stephen King):

Static From My Better Sense by Glittery_Bubbles

summary: in which Eddie despises the new kid in town, and the only way he knows how to get his frustrations from him out is by ranting to the empty radio frequency he sets his walkie-talkie to.

word count: 63,563

(main) ships: Richie Tozier/Eddie Kaspbrack

(aged up to high school)

Life on Mars by littlepessimist

summary: Richie's life is upturned when he is finally sent away from his abusive home to live with his aunt and cousins in Hawkins, Indiana.

(side note this fic has been in my mind for the past year though it is unfinished!!!)

word count: 80,485

(main) ships: Richie/Eddie hinted at

Marvel:

Fake News and a Field Trip by goldenskys

summary: Everyone thinks Tony is Peter's biological father. To make things even worse Peter has a field trip to a certain tower that he has to worry about.

word count: 11,607

(main) ships: platonic

out like a light by lavishhallucinations

summary: five times tony caught peter when he fainted. and the one time he couldn't.

word count: 4,900

(main) ships: platonic

tired eyes are the death of me by lavishhallucinations

summary: peter faints often but tony and the avengers are here to help!

word count: 5,980

(main) ships: platonic

We Forgot Peter (series) by inkinmyheartandonthepage

summary: A series of Onshots with Tony and the Avengers leaving/forgetting Peter at random places

word count: (ongoing) 402,629

(main) ships: platonic

other:

9-1-1

Lean On Me by MadalineGrace

summary: It was one of those nick-of-time rescues. A real Mission Impossible, “cool guys don’t look at explosions,” Hail Mary type of situation. Buck would have found the whole thing incredibly thrilling if his head didn’t hurt so much.

A close call leaves Buck concussed and his family worried.

word count: 2,305

(main) ships: Platonic

X-Men (alternate timeline)

For these two men by novera_nope

summary: When Erik has a panic attack on the plane, even an emotionally stunted man as Logan realizes the nature of the relationship between Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr.

word count: 1,022

(main) ships: Erik Lehnsherr/Charles Xavier

The Umbrella Academy

The many unlucky instances of Number Five by MercG

summary: A collection of angsty one-shots about Five.

word count: 103,309

(main) ships: platonic

Danger Days (My Chemical Romance):

venomous fangs (series) by TheStarsToldMeSo

summary: The Killjoys living in the desert with girlie pre and post Bli attack/sing music video

word count: 123,139

(main) ships: platonic

[blaqcats-fics]

#BCS Fics

My WIPS on AO3 !

STRANGER THINGS

HAVEN’T I GIVEN ENOUGH?: 5 times Steve gave more than he could handle + 1 time Steve had enough. BACKGROUND STEDDIE. RATED E. 6K+ WORDS, ONGOING.

EDDIE MUNSON'S GUIDE TO COMING OUT: 5 times Eddie Munson tries to tell Steve he's a vampire + 1 time Steve comes out to him instead. STEDDIE. RATED T. 2K+ WORDS, ONGOING.

DARK OBSESSIONS: Steve Harrington is running from his dark past, but just as things start to go his way, he gets swept up from the one thing he never wanted to get involved in again - the mafia. STEDDIE. RATED E. 6K+ WORDS, ONGOING.

COMPLETED FICS on AO3!

BUT, I’M NOT AMERICAN: 5 times someone found out that Steve was Italian + the 1 time Steve told everyone he wasn't even American. STEDDIE. RATED G. 11K+ WORDS, COMPLETED.

WIPS ON TUMBLR

(HE’S) JUST A PHASE: In which Steve and Eddie broke up in 1989 because of Steve’s insecurity, and Steve tries to apologize all while destroying his public image. STEDDIE. RATED M. 9K+ WORDS, IN PROGRESS.