#stobin timeloop

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Still working on the BB fic but have another snippet of that Stobin Timeloop AU. This can be read as stand-alone.

Steve Harrington snaps on a completely random Friday.

Well--not completely random. It's both the day of the Big Sportsball Game as well as Hellfire’s grand finale--but neither of those things should matter to Harrington.

Not that he needs a reason to lose his shit--Eddie’s long used to being threatened, insulted or outright attacked out of the blue. 

It’s the whole reason he built up the persona he had--because the scarier he was, the more people left him alone. 

Unfortunately it would appear that Hawkins fallen king hadn’t gotten the memo, given he seemed hellbent on kicking Eddie’s ass. 

"Come on Harrington, we can talk about this." Eddie says, as he’s shoved back, scrambling for a way out, as the former jock gets up in his face. 

The guy had called out his name the second he pulled into the parking lot (sans Buckley or any of the freshman they shared, which has Eddie's back up instantly) but Eddie had simply ignored him.

It was too early to deal with whatever had Harrington sounding like his ass was on fire.

Pity Steve had charged over instead, a look in his eyes that said whatever happened next was going to hurt.

Eddie carries a switchblade, but hes never had to use it before. 

Had instead made an entire production about having it, including cleaning his nails with the blade or stabbing it into the cheap wood desks when a teacher stepped out of the room. 

Had shouted that he’d pull it even when Harrington had charged him, but the guy didn't even blink.

Thus forcing Eddie to confront the fact that he really doesn’t want to stab someone.

Particularly not someone whose family has the police in their pockets (or did with Chief Hopper, though Eddie doesn’t doubt that the Harrington Hoard won’t immediately grab onto the next pig to get promoted.) 

His panic leaves him flailing but somehow, (and unfairly Eddie may add) Steve seems to expect this. 

Knows how to navigate it.

Eddie's back hits the metal of the van and he winces, expecting the hit, the pain. 

If he can duck, if he can make it so the first punch only grazes him, he can grab his fucking knife and wave it around, see if that gets the asshole off him, except--

Instead of hitting him, Steve reaches past, to yank one of the van’s passenger doors open. 

Herds Eddie inside, slamming the door behind him before snatching a fistful of Eddie's shirt and hauling him forward. 

"What--" Eddie asked, confused, right before Steve smashes their lips together. 

It's a hard kiss, practically a claim. 

Steve kisses him like a drowning man gasps for air and Eddie can only fall into it, stunned. 

(The stunned portion only lasts long enough for Eddie to blink before he's kissing back, hot and heavy.

He's been horny for Harrington since the asshole did a trick shot that showed off his ass and involved flipping Hagan off at the same time, sue him.) 

Thinks as he does, that this is probably a trap.

That even if it isn't, then whatever it is Steve will make him regret it--even if he started it. 

(Not like Eddie can claim he wasn’t enjoying it, either. He’s giving as good as he gets, dick quickly overwhelming any rational thought in his brain. 

He clings to Steve like a lifeline, gasping when the jocks takes his bottom lip between his teeth and lightly drags it out, begging to be let into Eddie's mouth. 

This isn't reality.

 Cannot be reality, must be the start of a wet dream or some…vivid hallucinations because when Eddie grinds himself upwards into Steve, cock chasing friction, Steve presses back.) 

"Fuck." Eddie moans when Steve finally releases him, panting up at the ceiling. 

"Do I have your attention now?" Steve asks, voice raspy and Eddie finds himself able to die happy, because that tone is downright possessive. 

"Yeah big boy, you have me--it." Eddie corrects himself fast, the words practically blending together. 

Steve gives a strangled sort of laugh at that, and instead of getting up, presses his face down onto Munsons shoulder. 

Eddie expects him to spring up at any moment. Declare insanity maybe, or far more likely threaten him about telling anybody.

If past bar hookups were an indicator, he'd  throw a few slurs in for good measure. 

(And those men had been at a gay bar, not Hawkins high school parking lot.) 

It's nothing Eddie can't handle, but Steve…isn't doing any of them.

Instead his breathings gone weird, body trembling--and Eddie can see how Steve is holding himself up.

Like he's worried about Eddie taking his weight.

Slowly, carefully, he raises a hand to the back of Steve's hair.

He presses in slow, waiting to be yelled at, waiting to be rejected but never is. 

"You can lay on me, Harrington, I won't break." Eddie tells him and knows his voice is too sweet when he says it.

Too lovey dovey, too awed. 

Too late, for him to recover into a normal voice but fuck it. Not like Eddie was known for making smart decisions. 

Nothing could have prepared him from the wounded noise Steve makes in return. 

"Hey--hey." Eddie says, in rising panic. "I've got you." 

"I know." Steve raises, and head coming up at last, cheeks red and tear stained but his eyes are clear.

Clear and fucking haunted.

 "I know you do, Eds, but we don't have time. Which is why I need you to listen to me, because I'm not the Steve Harrington you know."  

Utterly reeling from being called "Eds" it takes Eddie a moment to digest what was just said. "What do you mean?"

"I mean," Steve sighs, a blast of frustration, and Eddie finds himself automatically scritching at Steve's head. 

For some reason that seems to help. 

"Your D&D finale’s tonight, right?" 

"Yes." Eddie says slowly, his mind spinning uselessly, every coherent thought derailed by something new. The moles on Steve's neck. The way he shifts, how his leg is tangling with Eddie's, awkwardly because it's cramped as shit back here. 

"I'm way past this. I've lived this. More than once." 

Aha. 

So it's a mental breakdown Steve's having. 

"I'm still waiting for you to make sense, Harrington." Eddie says to buy himself time to think. 

"Steve." The younger man corrects and he's holding Eddie's gaze. "And I'm not making sense because saying it sounds stupid." 

Eddie can't help the little derisive laugh that breaks out of him. "I hear a lot of stupid things, one more won't kill me." 

"I know, you're famous for your rants about them." Steve snarks back, but it's teasing. 

Friendly and familiar, like he's used to bantering. 

Not just that, but bantering with Eddie, specifically.

He doesn't know what to do with that, so he tugs a little on Harrington's too perfect hair. 

Demands an explanation with that little jolt--and somehow, Steve doesn't haul off and punch him for it. Instead a shudder rollers through him, eyes closing just a touch and--Oh.

Oh, Harri-Steve, likes it.

"I'm from the future." Steve says, which does indeed sound stupid. 

Eddie blinks. "What?" 

"Robin and I are stuck in a time loop-- we keep living this week over and over." He continues, only now he's leaning his head against Eddie's arm. 

"Every single time, you take the longest to get on board and buy in, and every single time I fail to get everyone out alive so fuck it. Fuck all of it--I'm speedrunning this part." 

Oh this is beyond breakdown. 

This is 'took something he shouldn't have and then some' and Eddie knows how to trip sit. 

He just…doesn't want to get punched for being the first person Steve released his repressed homosexual urges out on, drugged or not. 

(The fact Steve's still letting Eddie pet him like a cat absolutely does not have anything to do with it, no sir.)

because his mouth bypasses his rational mind most days and today is no exception. 

"Okay." Eddie says. "Let's say you are from the future and not shot up with what I'm assuming you were told was steroids and was very much not."

 Steve rolls his eyes. 

He never bothered to dry his cheeks and Eddie does it now for him, with the hand that's not in Steve's hair.

Steve leans into it, which somehow feels like the craziest part of it all.

"Prove to me that you're from the future." Eddie challenges.

"Oh the kissing wasn't enough? Fine." Steve bitches, before rattling off facts like he's blowing through answers on Jeopardy. 

"You call your guitar sweetheart and apologize for cheating on it anytime you use your other guitar, who is named Arwin. Your favorite mug in Wayne's collection is the Garfield one and you can play Master of Puppets by heart even though the album came out last month."

"And this is coming from the future and not one of the freshmen we somehow share custody over…?"  Eddie says, even while alarm shoots down his spine.

Had he told the kids about his Garfield mug? 

That his acoustic was named Arwin…?

He suddenly couldn't recall but that made the most sense. Had to make sense.

Steve huffs, annoyed.

Its very cute, and Eddie bites his own lip hard to keep himself focused. 

A finger dips under Eddie's collar, wrapping gently around the chain that sits there before he can react.

 "This," Steve emphasizes with a gentle tug, "was your mom's. She gave it to you the morning of the accident." 

Eddie's world stops.

Not the same way it stopped when Steve kissed him, it stopped in a way they felt like ice had been dumped over his head. A flash freeze that squeezed his chest, claws digging into his exposed heart.

The only person who knew about the pick was Wayne. 

No one else, not even his band, his closest friends, knew the origin of it. 

To tell someone that, to say it was not only his mothers but that shed given it to him the morning before some drunk asshole t boned her shitty, shitty car and killed her-- was akin to handing over step by step instructions on how to hurt him. 

Eddie would go to the ends of the earth for that pick, and he had never let anyone know just how important it was to him.

Except Steve Harrington, apparently. 

"Okay." Eddie says, "Okay, you're from the future. You said--" He pauses, swallows. 

Fights down his disbelief even as the dots connect, because why else would he tell anyone about his pick? 

The only reason he can possibly conjure is if he needed someone to give it back to Wayne, because he, for whatever reason, couldn't.

 "You said you're reliving this because you can't get everyone out alive?" Eddie managed to get out, grappling with the knowledge that "everyone" included him. 

"Yeah." 

 "Are you also my boyfriend or something?" 

"If we can make it there, then yes." Steve says, slightly hysterical. "And really? You're finally gonna believe me?" 

"Are you arguing here for me to believe you or not, Steve, you're giving conflicting signals--" 

"No it's--you've fought me on this man. I've tried every method of getting you with us and every time you argue until the bats show up but one kiss and you're all for it?" 

"Give yourself some credit, it was a grand slam of a kiss.” Eddie replies, because it was by far and large the best kiss of his life. 

He’d follow Steve to hell and back if more kisses like that were on the table, mental breakdown or no. 

Steve snorts at him, a half-hysterical sound. “Noted.” He says. 

Then; “You believe me though?”

“Not at all!” Eddie chirps with a wobbly grin that betrays him.  “But on the off chance you’re right the uh…the thing about my pick…” He trails off self consciously. 

“I should have guessed that was what it. You only ever tell me that when you’re dying.” Steve fills in for him, and it’s weird, to know that for two seconds Steve Harrington apparently read his face and correctly guessed what he was thinking about. 

Abruptly decides he doesn’t want to think of his impending doom any longer. 

“So how about we skip the dying part and focus on the boyfriend part?” He says, poking at Steve’s cheek. 

Steve makes a face at him, before grabbing a his hand and pressing a kiss to the back of it. 

“We gotta fix this mess first, Munson.” He tells him gently, looking up at him through his lashes and oh, that is a look Eddie will keep for the rest of his life. 

“Lead on, lassie.” Eddie tells him to hide how dazed he feels. “Let’s go save the world and shit.” 

With one final kiss to the palm of Eddie’s hand, Steve does. 

[worldsokayestbabysitter]

I talk a lot about codependent Steve and Robin, but I really do think it was almost impossible to be apart from each other in the aftermath of S3. When Robin is away from Steve, all she can think about is the way he was dragged back to that room, bloodied and barely conscious. All she can think about is the way he ran his mouth every time the guards would look at her. She’s terrified of looking away from him for too long, terrified that he’ll disappear. And all Steve can think about is the terror of being ripped away from Robin, of not knowing if she was safe, not know what they were doing to her, and being so desperate to keep the attention on him. He was still awake when he was dragged into that room, only slipped unconscious when he saw Robin in tact. He can’t sleep without knowing she’s okay.

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“You're not going to believe me.” Steve whispered eventually, covering a damp hand over his eyes. 

Robin took his hands and held them so he could see her face, still covered in toxic upside-down dirt. He should probably make her wash it off, he could probably ask a nurse for facial wipes. Ever since finding out that Russians have in fact created secret experimental laboratories underground, she’s been frustratingly into conspiracy theories, and she thought sink water was poisoned. She had to boil water on the stove before she’d take a bath. Steve knows because he’s helped her do it. 

"You doubt me?” Is her only response. 

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Snippet from my steddie time loop fic, I love Robin and Steve's friendship so I explore it some more

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I was tagged by @stonemaskedtaliesin, thanks!

Rules: reveal the titles of the documents in your wip folder and tag as many people as there are documents. Let others ask questions about the ones that interest them and post snippets or explain the contents as you see fit!

Okay so if i included every WIP in my folder I think I would hit a WC, so here are the ones I've worked on most recently/am most interested in/might finish this calendar year.

today is a new day to find you - my steddie big bang fic, technically spread across like seven different documents in my folder. a timeloop fic and one of the more adventurous fics I've attempted maybe ever

fake dating au - currently untitled steddie fake dating au, with a side of Steve has good parents

more stobin hivemind - another currently untitled fic that focuses on Steve and Robin in the aftermath of Starcourt trying to figure out how to manage their newly developed hivemind (with a side of pre-slash Steddie and Buckingham)

Lucas, Steve, and Basketball - a character study fic I've been playing around with that focuses on the Lucas & Steve relationship and Lucas's relationship with his Mom, with a dash of meta commentary on why Steve wears Nikes in 1983 and beyond because I've become fixated on it.

mi media naranja (and other things that need to ripen) - a ronance future fic with a side of lavendar married stobin and background steddie

and a quick tag for the interested to participate: @grasslandgirl, @cauldronoflove, @derekhalesbitchface, @aberfaeth, and @h-i-raeth

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Two Trees Collapsed my House so Everythings on Haitus (yes really)

PROFILE:

Ayo, I’m Ghost. 

31/PNW/Actual Cryptid

AO3: GhostHost 

Twitter: @Hauntedslightly 

This is a Stranger Things Account now lol 

I do a lot of prompts/thoughts, everyone is more than welcome to take them and run (I wanna see the results thou  👀 ) I have the same policy with fanfic: it’s fanfic, lemme see them inspired works 👀 👀

Fanfics 

Steddie

Small Town Rumors (Pseudo Dad Wayne Munson takes in a beat to shit Steve Harrington after Starcourt as an owed favor to Hopper.) 

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four 

A03 

Lifelines (Gareth and Steve as Secret Cousins AU)

Part One / Part Two / Part Three 

Door Prize (Alt S4 where Dustin invites Steve to help out Hellfire during the annual Hawkins High School Holiday Bazaar. He shows up with baked goods in a Hellfire shirt, Eddie catastrophizes.) 

Part One / Part Two 

Cults of Personality: A Doozy of a Day (A reverse “Hellfire adopts Steve” wherein Steve + The Party Adopt Hellfire! Featuring Eddie “cannot fake being a heterosexual for his literal life” Munson and getting stuck in Hopper’s cabin.) 

A03

Eddie Has ADHD Domestic Fluff AU 

Part One / Part Two / Part Three

Adopt a Jock (Hellfire Adopts Steve in S2 AU)

A03

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five 1 / Part Five 2

Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine

Chokechain (Steve’s parents try to force him into an arranged marriage and no one quite understands their type of abuse towards Steve AU)

Part One / Part Two 

AO3 / Podfic by the amazing Rambling_Company 

Steve is a completely random teacher who ends up working remotely during the pandemic and the rest of the party is famous/infamous AU 

Intro / Part One: Erica Sinclair / Part Two: Eddie Munson-Corroded Coffin

Merry Crisis (AKA After Dustin tricks Corroded Coffin into a white elephant exchange at Steve’s house Eddie becomes determined to solve the Mystery that is Steve Harrington ) 

Part One / Part Two

AO3

Whumpverse: Eddie finds a drunk and bloody Steve Harrington in a bathtub at Tina’s party three days after Starcourt. He incorrectly comes to the conclusion Steve is in an abusive BDSM relationship) 

Windows / Parking Lots 

Stobin Timeloop AU (with Steddie) 

Bit One / Bit Two / 

Rejected Stobin Time Travel AU Bit

Hungry: Werewolf (NOT A/b/o) AU 

Part One/ Part Two/ Part Three/ Jonathan Interlude 

AO3

Illustrated Bits and Bobs  Plaid Walls/ Blanket Forts

The actual fic on AO3

Oneshots

Indie Horror Filmmaker Eddie and Actor Steve AU Steddie

Fake Punk Steve Steddie

Questionable Behavior (aka Eddie Gets his Cafeteria Rants Thrown Right Back At Him) Steddie  

Steve and Robin Hold Hands when they Fight Steddie, Stobin

Eddie Gifts Steve a Ring as a Joke Steddie

Steve is a member of the Clause (yes that Clause) Family Steddie

A03

In an alternate dimension, Eddie was Vecna’s sole survivor--This dimensions Steve crosses over to bring him home. Steddie

Werewolf AU, featuring Transmasc Gareth and protective Eddie & Steve 

“Are we gonna get through a date where you don’t spend half of it trying to escape?” Steddie 

“Steve had to save the guy’s life first, but once he did, Jonathan was a dead man.” Steddie + Greatwise 

Eddie’s soulmark was burnt Soulmate AU Steddie 

Mike is one of Steve’s kids, even if they both hate it-- Steve & Mike, Byler + Steddie implied 

Fanfic tag is #0o0 fanfics

I am weak for the horse AUs