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@maxineholtzmann
about me:
info: maxie, 31, she/her, canada, bisexual disaster, chronically ill/disabled
fandoms: stranger things, prev. harry potter
ships: steddie, ronance, buckingham, stommie(steve x tommy x eddie), stedissy(steve x eddie x chrissy), nancy x chrissy... - basically is it queer and/or poly? great i'll ship it
list of fics:
“You skate nice. I mean, uh, I didn’t know you skated. I mean… How are you today? Good pictures?” (smooth as ice till it comes to you)
for @maxineholtzmann
Can We Try Again?
Written for @steddiemicrofic
February prompt: Edge | WC: 509 | Rating: G | CW: none
Song fic based on skinny dipping by Sabrina Carpenter
Steve stops by his usual coffee shop like he’s done everyday since he and Robin moved to Indianapolis, quickly gives his order and gets lost in thought as he waits.
“Oat milk latte for Eddie?” The barista calls out, immediately making Steve look towards the counter where he sees a familiar head of dark curls.
There’s no way it’s actually him right?
As Eddie turns around, Steve’s stomach falls as the realization sinks in.
It’s been two years since they last saw each other. They’d dated for a while, but eventually they realized it wasn’t working and that they needed to let each other go.
Steve watches as Eddie takes his drink from the barista and makes eye contact with him as he comes to a halt.
Suddenly his hands feel very sweaty and he feels like he shouldn’t be here.
Steve clears his throat and starts making his way to the door.
“Steve?” He hears the familiar voice call.
He pauses and takes a deep breath, turning around to force a smile.
“It is you.” Eddie says, taking a step closer.
“It’s me.” Steve replies. “How have you been?”
“I’ve been fine. How about you? How’s Robin doing?”
Steve chuckles dryly, “She’s doing great. Long distance still with Nance, but they make it work. We live here in the city together and I’m training to be an EMT.”
Eddie takes a sip of his coffee, “That’s perfect for you. It’s great seeing you again. There’s that restaurant up the street we used to go to all time when we’d come up here. Do you wanna grab a bite to eat later?”
Steve considers the offer for a moment, “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”
“Come on, Steve. I'd love to catch up with you."
As they continue to talk, they realize how easy it is and how comfortable they remain around each other, even years later after not being together anymore.
As they find their way into the restaurant later, Steve knows they shouldn’t, but he finds himself gravitating towards the booth they’d always take.
They both seem to have grown a lot in recent years. What used to be several arguments in Steve’s garage and how neither of them were ready to be in a relationship, this seems new. Like they’re on the edge of something different. Something better.
After a while they fall into a comfortable silence and Steve looks at Eddie curiously.
There’s a lot of unresolved feelings bubbling inside of him and it makes him wonder why they broke up at all.
Before he can catch himself, Steve finds himself speaking what he’s thinking. “Do you ever wonder what would’ve happened if we had worked out?”
“I don’t think either of us were ready if I’m being honest. Are you seeing anyone?”
“I had a boyfriend for a few months, way too many first dates to count too but nothing has stuck.”
“Would it be bad if I said maybe we should try again?” Eddie asks hesitantly.
Steve smiles softly, “I’d like that.”
soulmate soundtrack
happy valentines day, @oriarts! thank you for always being in my corner. your prompt wormed its way into my brain (lol), and this is the result. i hope you love it. <3
the fic || steve's side || eddie's side
Eddie meets his soulmate the first day of sophomore year. It takes him seven years—following the trail of song snippets that get stuck in his soulmates head—to figure out who it is. Unfortunately, it’s not even a cool song that finally does it. It's fucking LAST CHRISTMAS, by WHAM.
10k. 1/1. rated T (for canon-typical depictions of violence).
read it now on ao3!
As soon as the words left her mouth, Robin wished she could take them back.
Because I love you rang out like an echo in her ears.
“You—what?” Chrissy asked, eyes wide and shocked.
Robin had just wanted to tell Chrissy that she deserved better, to make her see she deserved more than crumbs from the people she dated. But Chrissy had gotten a little defensive and the words had blurted out of Robin’s mouth when Chrissy asked why she even cared.
“Robin,” Chrissy whispered, her eyes now wet with unshed tears and Robin had to leave. She couldn't stay and have the love of her life tell her to her face that she didn't want her. She already knew.
She shook her head and made for the door—to leave, to get out of here, to go anywhere but here.
She felt a hand on her wrist, softly wrapping around it like she could shake it free if she wanted to. She didn't want to. She’d never been able to pull away from Chrissy even when it hurt her.
She turned back.
“I didn't know you felt that way,” Chrissy said, pulling at her wrist, still gentle.
Robin stepped closer—she’d go wherever Chrissy wanted her to.
“If you’re gonna break my heart, please just do it so I can leave,” Robin said, voice shaky.
“I don't wanna break your heart,” Chrissy said, tears finally falling over her lashes. “I wanna kiss you and tell you that I love you too.”
Robin brought her hands up to wipe away the spilled tears, searching Chrissy’s face for a lie but finding none.
“I love you,” Chrissy said again, and Robin let out a laugh, a fragile little thing.
She cupped Chrissy’s face and pressed her mouth against hers, whispering the words back.
this campfire won't last forever
↳read it on ao3! (1/1, 10k, rated G)
my contribution to the #SweetAndSpicyValentinesExchange, for @ssleif!
(huge thanks to @oriarts for the banner & betaing, and for @maxineholtzmann for betaing as well!)
Steve, Program Director of Camp Know Where, was expecting it to be a summer like any other. A summer filled with activities, swimming and canoe trips and quiet evening nights around the campfire. He was expecting it to be a summer of fun and friends and, frankly, the usual. What he wasn't expecting was for the last-minute music head replacement to come crashing into his life, and change everything. Or: Five summer nights full of sparkling possibility, and the one night when it explodes into something real.
The Compatibility Test
Happy Valentine’s Day to my amazing friend @steddieasitgoes!! I really hope you like what I did with your prompt and that you’ve had a nice day. I love you lots and am grateful you’ve entered my life! 💕💕
Rating: G | WC: 2,102 | CW: none
Ao3 Link
Steve stares at his laptop screen as he pulls up the compatibility test that he and his other classmates were encouraged to take during morning announcements.
This is incredibly stupid. But if there’s one thing he knows, he’s going to get matched with the girl of his dreams.
He’d already lost her once sure, but Steve knows that he and Nancy are meant to be together, and this stupid quiz is going to prove it.
His eyes blur as he goes from question to question.
What are your important life values?
Do you believe in giving people second chances?
Do you know how to keep a secret?
Would you choose a romantic relationship over monetary success?
Does your ego stop you from apologizing even when you’re wrong?
There’s 100 questions to click through, some of them asking for a more complicated response while others are yes/no questions.
strawberries on a summer evening… baby you’re the end of june 🍓
happy valentine’s day @hereforanepilogue, loved the request for steddie picking strawberries<3
smooth as ice till it comes to you
↳on ao3! (1/1, 5k) (playlist here)
a valentine's day exchange gift for @maxineholtzmann! sorry not sorry for lying to you about this 🥰🥰 hope you enjoy!!
Nancy hadn’t expected to end up writing about hockey, much less finding one of the players… interesting. Robin hadn’t expected the Professional Women’s Hockey League to happen and she was so excited to get to skate, she just never thought she’d find love along the way. Journalist meets skater, skater loves ice, and they are both idiots all the way down.
come and knock on our door (we've been waiting for you) - on ao3
Happy Valentine's Day @hexiewrites!! I hope you enjoy this sweet and spicy fic about our favourite throuple for the #sweetandspicyexchange!
Rating: Explicit
Relationships: Chrissy Cunningham/Eddie Munson/Steve Harrington
Summary:
The first time Chrissy and Eddie brought home a third, they decided on a few rules: they both had to be involved (both in the decision and the actual sex), nothing too kinky, and, most importantly, one time only.
Their one time only rule was all too easy to break once they met Steve Harrington. Steve, a local paramedic and friend of Nancy and Robin, was everything they could have ever wanted in an additional partner. Having him around made Eddie and Chrissy feel complete in a way they never had before. They’d only known him since Halloween, but they couldn’t imagine their lives without him. He was handsome, kind, generous with his time and affection, and he was the rare person who was interested in both Eddie and Chrissy equally. They knew it from the moment they met him on Halloween that it was going to be hard to stay away from him…
OR
3 times Eddie & Chrissy sleep with Steve and 1 time it means something more
read on ao3
Eddie Doesn't Share Food
Love is sharing food.
a @steddielovemonth prompt | 1131 words | CW: N/A | Rating: G
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It’s a common fact among Hellfire that Eddie doesn’t share food easily. He can provide food to everyone and if he knows you’re going without, he’ll gladly give you all of his share, or at the very least a good portion of it. But outside of a necessity or hosting an event, Eddie’s not one to share.
When they get a basket of fries for the table after games, Eddie takes handfuls at a time. He’ll eat one and place the rest on a napkin in front of him. He’ll eat a few here and there, grab a few more from the basket, and then eat the remainder from his napkin.
They’ll all be sharing bites and trying each other’s meals when they’re out to eat, swapping onion rings for fries and bites of steak for the grilled chicken, but not Eddie. Never Eddie. If you even ask for a bite of his food, he’ll give you that stare, the one he usually saves for his villain NPCs or when you ask a dumb question in Hellfire.
So you can imagine Dustin’s surprise when Eddie splits his burger with Steve unprompted.
Please reblog this if fanfiction has been beneficial to your mental health.
january fic rec
so i figured that instead of waiting until december to make a big long post of all the fics i read throughout the year, i'd break it down into monthly recs instead. i barely read anything at all last year, and it makes me feel awful every time i think about it, so hopefully this method keeps me on track so i can make some headway on the hoard of fics i have saved.
this also helps to boost fics that might've been missed or overlooked in the chaos and carnage brought by the passage of time.
these will include tumblr fics as well as ao3 fics!
general warning: smut will be included in these so please read at your own discretion and heed any warnings and tags!
It’s a cold Wednesday night in January that has Eddie turning the thermostat up and allowing the government supplied heat to fill the trailer. He glances up at the vents and gives them a quick middle finger, wondering if they bugged the place to observe him or make sure he isn’t spreading their secrets.
He doesn’t really care at this point if they’re watching though. They already held him at the hospital for long enough, poking and prodding as if he wasn’t even human. But he didn’t turn into a vampire or some shit because of those damn bats. No. The jagged, ugly scars littering his body served as a lovely reminder that he was ultimately human.
Eddie glances at a nearby mirror and cringes at his face, taking a look at the long scar running down his cheek, jaw, and neck. The Corroded Coffin guys all said it made him look metal, and he would throw in a, “Hell yeah,” before smoothly changing the subject to something that didn’t involve him for once.
He takes a finger and slowly trails it over the pale pink skin, wondering if there will ever be a day he won’t notice it.
“Eddie,” Steve calls out gently from the room down the hall.
Eddie jumps back and glances toward him, hand falling to his side and flexing uncomfortably as if he’s been caught doing something wrong.
I think you cracked the case, Steve.
STEVE HARRINGTON 4.05: The Nina Project
Pant.Night
Eddie’s POV
Steve was determined to finally do something about the unspoken thing between Eddie and himself today.
He’d been thinking about it a lot lately. How the metalhead makes him feel. How down to earth Eddie is despite putting on a harsh front.
Steve notices a lot of things. Like how effortlessly Eddie fits into his found family.
His found family is an interesting group. There’s the kids and Robin obviously. But Nancy, Jonathan, Argyle, and Eddie have all become very present in his life.
They’ve started spending more time together lately, and tonight won’t be any different.
Steve shakes his head, snapping back into the reality that he’s enduring a long, slow shift at Family Video as he looks to his left to find Robin looking at him curiously.
“Earth to dingus.”
“Hey.”
“You’re kind of freaking me out.”
“Just lost in thought I guess.”
Robin purses her lips and crosses her arms as she leans against the counter. “Wanna talk about it?”
“I um, I think I’m gonna talk to Eddie tonight.”
Robin sighs in relief. “Finally.”
“Hey!” Steve laughs.
“I’m shocked neither of you have brought it up yet. It’s so obvious!”
“No it’s not!”
“Please, last week you practically ended up on top of each other.”
Steve rolls his eyes, but she has a point. They’ve grown really close lately and it’s reached the point where he’s going to go crazy if nothing comes from it soon.
He thinks about what he could say or do tonight to make sure Eddie knows how he feels, wasting away at the rest of his shift before going home to get things ready for everyone to come over.
They end up playing games tonight. No one being surprised when Nancy claims victory in practically everything before they’re sprawled out in the living room, Steve and Eddie cuddled up on the couch together as Steve runs his hands through his curls.
Robin looks over at him and they make eye contact. He knows what she’s thinking. He feels Eddie tense underneath his touch but quickly rubs his shoulder to soothe him.
He wonders what that might’ve been about.
Eventually, the others leave so it’s just himself, Eddie, and Robin since he’s their ride home.
He drops Robin off first, walking her up to the doorway to tell her goodnight and give her a hug.
Robin turns to him as soon as they’re out of the car so Eddie can’t hear, “You still haven’t talked to him.”
“I know. I’m taking him to the diner we like just up the road.”
“You better tell me everything tomorrow.”
“Of course I will. Love you Robbie.”
Robin rolls her eyes, but the small smile painted on her lips gives her away. “Love you too, dingus.”
Steve grins at her before turning back towards the car, climbing back into the drivers seat and smiling as he looks at Eddie through the rear view mirror.
“Am I playing chaperone or are you gonna get your ass up here?”
Eddie chuckles as he climbs out and onto the passenger side, taking Robin’s spot. “You’re such an asshole.”
“Oh, I’m aware.” Steve teases.
They drive to the next town over, stopping at their favorite diner. They order a large plate of fries and a chocolate shake that Steve insists on sharing.
Steve blushes as Eddie flirts with him effortlessly, keeping his cool as they fall into a rhythm where he gives back just as good as he gets.
What he’d give to have more time to spend with just Eddie.
He’s hoping that he’ll get that after tonight. That is if he plays his cards right.
Nothing against Robin or the others, but with Eddie it’s different. He’s pretty sure he hasn’t felt this way about someone since Nancy.
He sees the way Eddie looks at him. He knows he’s not much better and that it’s probably obvious. There’s something there. He just needs to be brave enough to finally say something about it.
Steve cracks a stupid joke as they enter the trailer park, his cheeks glowing pink as Eddie laughs before turning to smile widely at him, his eyes glistening in the dim starlight.
As they park, Steve makes a point to run to the other side to grab Eddie’s door for him, seemingly leaving him flustered.
“What a gentleman.” Eddie says as he steps out.
Steve smiles softly, letting out a small giggle as he walks Eddie up to the door.
Eddie turns to him as they make their way onto the porch. “Tonight was fun.”
“It was.” Steve responds with his smile growing wider.
As Eddie turns to open the door, Steve reaches his hand out to grab Eddie’s.
It’s now or never
“Wait…”
Steve presses their lips together in a hurried but gentle kiss, suddenly wondering if maybe he’d read everything wrong when Eddie doesn’t kiss back.
“I- I’m sorry…” Steve starts.
Eddie huffs out a laugh and shakes his head, reaching out to cup both hands around Steve’s face as he pulls him in for another kiss, a little more heated than the last.
Steve feels the tension fade away as he melts into Eddie, eagerly kissing him back.
As Eddie pulls away, he breaks into a grin, kissing Steve’s cheek quickly. “Don’t be. Goodnight, Steve.”
Steve reaches for Eddie’s hand and gives it a quick squeeze. “We should do this again sometime. But like… actually call it a date.”
Eddie squeezes back. “We should.”
“Goodnight, Eddie.”
Steve feels himself float as he heads back to the car, grinning as he turns back to wave goodbye while getting back into the drivers seat.
He sees Eddie shake his head as he waves back and sees him standing on the porch watching him as he drives away.
The drive home passes quickly as he feels himself bubble over with excitement, eager to get home and to tell Robin everything.
He’d made it a point to do something about him and Eddie today. And he’s glad he did.
