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[bit-odd-innit]

My Stranger Things Fanfics

No One Could Love You More [Steve/Eddie, Steve & Dustin & Eddie, Dustin POV,  wc 7883]

Literally and Figuratively [Eddie & Nancy, Nancy & Mike, Nancy POV, wc 3312]

Some Forever [Steve/Eddie, Steve POV, wc 3054]

Play On  [Steve/Eddie, Eddie & Corroded Coffin, Gareth POV, wc 1618]

Frequently Kind, Suddenly Cruel [Eddie & Nancy, Steve/Eddie, Nancy POV, wc 3417]

Somewhere That’s Green [Steve/Eddie, Eddie POV, wc 1645]

[bit-odd-innit]

Fic: Frequently Kind, Suddenly Cruel

Summary: There’s a calculated flatness in his voice, his chin tucked to his chest, dark eyelashes fanning across his cheekbones as he focuses on his work. It’s an invitation—to elaborate or to end the conversation right there. Her choice. “Well,” Nancy says, “I don’t not want to not have kids.” Eddie scoffs. “I’ve failed English enough times to clock a double negative.” He flicks his gaze up, eyes crinkling at the corners, mouth pinched but quirked to one side like he’s trying to hide a smirk. “You said you don’t not want to not have kids. That means you want to not have kids.” Or: Nancy shares something, and Eddie shares something in return.

Rating: Teen

Relationships: Nancy Wheeler & Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson/Steve Harrington

Notes: I am ALWAYS promoting Eddie and Nancy Besties Agenda. This story was inspired by this beautiful art by @xgumiho ! And credit for Eddie’s middle name goes to oaseas/ @metaldeads it truly is the perfect middle name, it’s canon TO ME!!! [Read More]

[steddieunderdogfics]

No One Could Love You More by little_murmaider

@bit-odd-innit

Rating: General

7,883 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: No Warnings

Tags: Fix-It, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Unexpected Triggers, implied childhood abuse, Not-So-Secret Relationship, Grief/Mourning, Hospitalization

Summary:

The first time Eddie says it, it’s after he’s been on a ventilator for two weeks. The first time Eddie could have said anything and Dustin would have been over the moon. Eddie talking means Eddie is healing; Eddie is alive. The first time is fueled by exhaustion, and hope, and so many painkillers, and grief deferred. The first time is a gimme. The first time doesn’t count. But then Eddie says it again. And again. And then Eddie doesn’t stop saying it. Or: The world is safe. Eddie and Steve get close. Dustin adjusts.

This is a MOD rec as a part of our Fic Fridays.

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[steddieunderdogfics]

No One Could Love You More by little_murmaider

@bit-odd-innit

Rating: General Audiences

7,883 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: No Warnings

Tags: Fix-It, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Unexpected Triggers, implied childhood abuse, Not-So-Secret Relationship, Grief/Mourning, Hospitalization

Summary:

The first time Eddie says it, it’s after he’s been on a ventilator for two weeks. The first time Eddie could have said anything and Dustin would have been over the moon. Eddie talking means Eddie is healing; Eddie is alive. The first time is fueled by exhaustion, and hope, and so many painkillers, and grief deferred. The first time is a gimme. The first time doesn’t count. But then Eddie says it again. And again. And then Eddie doesn’t stop saying it. Or: The world is safe. Eddie and Steve get close. Dustin adjusts.

This is a MOD rec as a part of our Fic Fridays.

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[atmilliways]

Chapter 17 (fic complete!)

On Ao3

Chapter Summary:

The angle is awkward, with Steve leaning up from flat and Eddie already halfway to up onto his knees, but the kiss is dizzying. And, well. This is what Eddie gets for saying lay it on me, isn’t it?

Final word count: 83,659

The one where they officially get together. Finally. And also realize something important.

The last piece of art that goes with this fic is absolutely my favorite, @hellfireloserclub did an amazing job from start to finish! Fantastic artist to work with, 10 out of 10 would collaborate with again. ❤️

I can't believe the entire fic is posted. Lots of feelings that I'm not sure how to quantify. This thing was a labor of love. Thank you to everyone who read it!!!

[hellfireloserclub]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Eddie drops into the chair across from Steve, placed out of kicking range if the guy’s legs somehow manage to get free. Out of spitting range, if Not-Steve is a spitter. Not-Steve is what Eddie’s been calling him in his head. The others keep calling him Steve even though Steve isn’t home . . . except for Dustin, who keeps snapping, ‘That. Isn’t. Steve.’

So exited to finally share this wonderful wonderful work by @atmilliways for the @steddiebang 23.

I've never fallen in love with a idea as fast as I did the slide for this project.

Possessed Steve? You bet your ass I wanted that . Everything in this story is perfect .

Read it, you will not be disappointed .

[atmilliways]

I was so spoiled for art on this project. This is the first of five pieces!

❤️❤️⛓️🪑❤️

[rogue-alien]

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[02uccubus]

close your eyes and i'll kiss you :)

[atmilliways]

Preview

@steddiemicrofic

written for ‘Pine’ | wc: 508 | rated: T Kind of a time travel fic, kind of a future fic. Established relationship, but also not. With a whiff of mutual pining.

Eddie is cold. He’s so fucking cold, clutched in Henderson’s arms. 

And then he isn’t. 

He’s hot, dripping sweat instead of blood. Standing, feet aching like he’s been on them all day. Everything is light and heat and noise, the clanging of metal and the sizzle and smell of things cooking, people bustling. He sways on his feet, and—

“You okay, chef?”

It’s too much. Eddie’s eyes roll back, gone before he even falls.

He wakes in a soft bed, softer than he’s ever felt in his entire life. It smells of pine-scented laundry detergent, weed smoke, and comfort. 

“Eds?” Steve Harrington leans over him with concern and relief in his eyes, and something warm that chases the last of the cold from Eddie’s blood. He’s clasping Eddie’s hand in both of his.

Something’s off, though. Steve looks . . . older. And damn good in glasses, but since when did Steve Harrington need glasses?

“You passed out at work, babe.”

Babe.

Babe.

“King Steve holding my hand,” Eddie mumbles. “I’m either dreaming or dead.”

“. . . Oh.” Steve’s grip tightens, reminding Eddie that, oh yeah, he can hear him. Maybe not a dream, if he doesn’t get to have his privacy when thinking out loud. “Okay, so this is happening. Uh. . . . What year do you think it is?”

Eddie frowns. It’s 1986, but. . . . When he looks down at himself there are scars and unfamiliar tattoos and, weirdly, a distinct lack of one nipple on his own chest. Why is he shirtless?

His silence seems answer enough, because Steve nods. “Okay. You told me this was going to happen, just weren’t sure when. The last thing you remember is the Upside Down, right? Bats?”

The bats. Eddie shudders with his entire body. 

“Okay,” Steve says again, smoothing his thumbs over the knuckles and palm of Eddie’s hand. “You’re going to be fine, Eds. This is just a blip.” He offers an awkward smile. “But you’re going to go back, and it’s going to really hurt for a while but you’re going to be fine. Just do your stretches, I remember how much you hated that shit but it’s important.”

Eddie can’t wrap his head around what Steve is saying. His voice is small when he asks, “Will I still be able to play?”

The smile firms up, genuine. “Yeah. Not quite as good as before, we all know how important your left nipple was for that, but. You have guitars all over the damn place, really clutters up our apartment.”

“Our?” Eddie croaks. 

Another squeeze of his hand. “Yeah. Don’t leave me hanging too long when you get back, okay?”

He wants to ask more, but sleep is tugging at him and the bed is so soft. 

He wakes up in a hospital bed, and the Steve Harrington he knows is asleep in the visitor’s chair, hand on the sheet next to Eddie’s. 

And Eddie, not wanting to leave him hanging, breathes through the pain as he reaches to hold it.

(also on Ao3)

[kaianator-deactivated20250906]

I do declare that more cuddles are necessary

[inklessletter]

Polaroid #4 September 14th 1987

[steddielations]

Read on Ao3

[anarmel]

friends of dorothy

[chamomileteainabuttercup]

I like to think of Steve relying on Eddie as his nerd interpreter when the conversation starts to get over his head. Instead of having to ask the kids what a lycanthrope is, he just kind of sidles over and gives a "???" look to Eddie who leans in and whispers a quick explanation without making him look dumb to everyone. This works great when the subjects under discussion are related to Eddie's hobbies and interests but sometimes they turn more academic, because these kids are science nerds as well as science fiction nerds, and when he "???"s at Eddie, Eddie whispers, "Super flattered you think I might know, but remember my grades are worse than yours." Then he takes the bullet for Steve by asking the dumb question out loud so he can hear the answer too.

On one occasion Lucas makes a sports analogy, Eddie looks baffled and doesn't even have time to look for Steve before he's whispering to him all excited because he can finally help him back.

[footburn]

I guess I can only draw the boys lounging in bed

[polka-dot-pants]

Wow would you look at the time, 3am once again. My posture gets a little bit worse every time I draw, I cannot wait for my elder years!! 😄😄

I hope you like these quick steddie sketches lmao

[machete-inventory-manager]

The stretching one though 😂

[bit-odd-innit]

Steve and Eddie got to a sex shop, spend twenty minutes giggling hysterically, and buy one pair of edible panties which they split in the parking lot.

[bit-odd-innit]

“Did they use the panties ;)” no they ripped it in half and ate it like a Fruit Roll-Up.