Prompt: Polaroid | Word Count: 599 | Rating: M | CW: Dirty Picture | POV: Eddie | Pairing: Pre-Steddie | Tags: Canon Divergence, S4, Eddie Munson Lives, The Dick Gods Are Smiling On Eddie "The Freak" Munson
January 1986
Eddie puts his foot down on the back of the Polaroid picture, dragging it towards himself. The discolored instant image rustling against the dead grass at Skull Rock. Eddie picks it up, flipping it over.
Shit.
Fuck.
No way.
Eddie brings it closer to his face, as if that will make the image more vibrant. It doesn't, but this is totally someone's dick. Someone's nice dick, if Eddie's being honest.
Big, thick and unless he's hallucinating — wet at the tip, as it lays against this guy's slightly soft belly. A large hand wrapped around the base.
Eddie slides it in his bag, because finders keepers. It's not like he's got a plethora of gay porn to choose from in fucking Hawkins, Indiana. He's not gonna look a gift cock in the mouth. No fucking way. Not him.
Once he's home, Eddie lays his find on the counter as he gets Wayne's magnifying glass out of the junk drawer. Needing a closer look.
He's a pervert, okay? He's not ashamed of that fact.
And Polaroids aren't known for their quality. They're always a little muddy even without having battled the elements.
He swings Wayne's reading lamp over, turning the knob, adjusting the bulb brightness to high with three clicks.
Looking closer, he can see moles dotted all over this dude's stomach. And yeah. That's the best looking dick he's ever seen.
Not that he's seen many. But still. This is a good cock.
The veins—
The door slams open, the wind catching the flimsy metal, and Eddie immediately snatches the picture up, sliding it into his jacket pocket.
Wayne looks at his set up, eyebrow raised. "What are you up to?"
"Splinter," Eddie says, holding up his finger. "Got the sucker."
Wayne nods, and Eddie turns off the light before flouncing off to his bedroom, locking the door behind him.
He has business to attend to.
August 1986
Steve Harrington is helping pack up the remnants of Eddie's old bedroom. The trailer is in fucking shambles, and most of this is just trash by now. Steve's bitchy about helping, but Eddie will take the extra set of hands. Especially since he still fucking hurts from the bats chewing on him.
"It's fucking hot in here," Steve bitches, and he's not wrong.
"It's a twisted tin can, what'd you expect?" Eddie snaps.
Steve's throwing shit in boxes, and Eddie is doing the exact same. He can sort it later.
"Is that mine?" Steve asks, making Eddie turn to see what the fuck Steve can possibly think he has of his. Eddie's no goddamn thief.
Steve's standing there, Eddie's top drawer from his nightstand dangling in his grasp, looking down into a box where he'd clearly dumped everything.
Then, Steve reaches down, coming up with a Polaroid. The same one Eddie jerked off to for months. The one of the dick.
Jesus H. Christ.
"Is this my dick?"
Eddie swallows, his mouth suddenly dry, "I don't know, is it?"
"Why do you have my dick in your nightstand?"
"Why was your dick blowing around town for anyone to find?"
At that, Steve looks up, a shit-eating grin on his face.
Up to no good, Steve pulls his shorts out, looking down.
Oh, what the fuck? C'mon.
"Oh yeah, definitely mine."
"If you say so," Eddie says, knowing his face must be flushed. The cock belongs to Steve Harrington. Of course it does.
Steve's grinning, and it's unnerving.
"What?" Eddie snaps.
"Nothing," Steve says, smiling, "Just. If you wanted to look at it, all you had to do was say so."
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🚨 IMPORTANT UPDATE 🚨
As the evolving fires in Los Angeles are directly impacting our cast and crew, we're taking a break from streaming this week with the intention of returning to Exandria next Thursday, January 16th.
In the meantime, the kindness of Critters like you has allowed us to make a donation of $30k to the California Community Foundation's Wildfire Recovery Fund through the Critical Role Foundation. Your generosity continues to help us fund emergency response efforts around the world and close to home, thank you!
While the situation evolves remember to take care of one another, reach out to those you can help, and stay kind out there. Light will always break through the darkness,
(Updated: 4/21/26) I figured this would be a better way of linking to things people might be looking for as well as an intro/FYI.
(Let me know if any of the links are bad or if Tumblr app/desktop does something weird with this RIP!)
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CCF's WLW Bridgerton Watch Guide (Work in Progress)
So you’ve never watched Bridgerton, but you want to watch S5 for the sapphic love story…
Or: So you wanna watch these two dorks fall in love… and stuff…
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CCF Fanfiction
(a scene from)
Reason with the Clouds Up Above
Rating: General Audiences/Everyone
"I know I am the source, but if there is anything I can do to ease the distress I have cause—"A brief, bitter laugh escapes Francesca, but it loses momentum halfway through and turns into a halted sob. "You could have stayed like you said you would."
Or: Michaela has been gone for 3 years and returns to Mayfair, but her first stop is Bridgerton House.
Read on Tumblr
Related posts about the full fic via the tag: #fic: reason with the clouds
Read on AO3 (Not posted there yet)
Childhood Enemies AU
Rating: General Audiences/Everyone (for now)
How it started
Related posts via the tag: #childhood enemies au
#Headcanon & #Drabbles
"I want them to talk" (Rating: Mature) - i don’t want or need a full conversation in the bedroom, but there is something so incredibly safe and erotic about [. . .] women seeking pleasure and demanding it from a willing and enthusiastic partner intent on providing.
Michaela's sequins and Francesca's fabric preferences
A bath in Kilmartin, a scene (Rating: Mature)
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CCF's Franchaela Thoughts
#CCF Overanalyzes
Analysis of scenes, close readings, reflections, etc. 🤓
"Chemistry" through a queer lens
On Michaela sitting on the floor
Opinions & Season 5 Wish List 😍 (specifics below:)
For this event, there were 5 total entries: 4 Fics Written, 1 Pieces of Art & 0 Other Works.
Color-Coded Ratings Key: General, Teen, Mature, Explicit, Not Rated.
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Tell Me Something by @thisapplepielife | Word Count: 371 | Rating: E | CW: Barebacking | POV: Eddie | Pairing: Established Steddie | Tags: Future Fic, Eddie's Always Had a Thing For Steve Harrington, And His Little Green Shorts
payback by @runninriot | Word Count: 371 | Rating: G | Tags: struggling musician Eddie, established Steddie, (eventually famous) Corroded Coffin
I'm breaking the habit, tonight by @alicetallula | Medium: Art | Pairing: Established Mungrove | Tags: Done using ink pens, alcohol markers, gel pens, acrylic paint pens and Photoshop for the tiled background, soap, soap bubbles, tattoos and jewelry, and for the tears and shaking effect
withdraw by @dreamwatch | Word Count: 371 | Rating: T | CW: None | POV: Gareth | Relationships: Gareth & Eddie | Angst, Friendship, courtrooms, trials
march - withdraw by @hullomoon | Word Count: 371 | Rating: G | POV: Unnamed Freak | Relationships: Unnamed Freak & Jeff | CW: None | Tags: No Upside Down, Heart to Heart
