#corroded king

[hawkinsbnbg]

Loserfucker Steve and there's Tommy somewhere in the background grinding his teeth while watching Eddie Munson & Co taking their turns with Steve in the locker room. Standing nearby, Jonathan is snapping the photos that are going straight to his secret collection.

[lexirosewrites]

thinking fondly of my unfinished omega Steve/alpha Corroded Coffin WIP where Steve takes four knots at once because he gets medically too horny for just Eddie to deal with during his heats💕

[hullomoon]

CCF 2026: Day 2 Crop Top

Prompt Day 2: Crop Top | Word Count: 569 | Rating: T | CW: None | POV: Eddie | Pairing(s): Pre-Steve/Corroded Coffin/Eddie | Tags: Flirting | Read on ao3

for @corrodedcoffinfest

Eddie opens the screen door and lets it slam behind him. He sits down on the couch and lights his cigarette, waiting for the show to begin.

"Hey, dickhead, nice job waiting for us," Les says.

Les, Jeff, and Gareth stumble out the front door, mugs in hand and squish onto the couch. Gareth grabs his cigarette carton and steals one. 

"I should've never told you all about this," Eddie grumbles. 

'This' opens his front door and heads to his garden. 

Eddie's neighbor, Steve (precious knowledge he learned from Wayne), is fucking hot. Like, would have people rioting over him like he's Helen of Troy hot. It doesn't help that he wears the tiniest crop tops Eddie's ever seen. His shirts hit him anywhere between just under his pecs and about the halfway point for his torso. Combined with short shorts with the white piping, he had to be lethal in this county and the neighboring ones. 

"Goddamn he looks good," Jeff says. 

"You didn't lie about him being hot," Gareth says as he blows out smoke. 

"I don't lie about hot guys," Eddie smugly replies. 

The first time Eddie saw Steve, it was after a night of heavy drinking. Hungover and hoping fresh air might keep the nausea at bay, he was instead greeted by a hotness so intense he thought he was imagining it. It turns out he wasn't, so now, every Tuesday at eight am Eddie is conveniently outside so he may ogle to his heart's content. He was even going to get up the courage to talk to Steve today. Except, now the guys are crashing after spending the night. 

"Yoo hoo! Big boy, my friend wants to talk to you about something," Gareth shouts. 

Eddie ducks his head and punches Gareth. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"Trying to get you laid asshole," he whispers back. 

Steve comes over. He's wearing a floppy hat today. Eddie is utterly charmed. 

"Uh, hey," Eddie starts. He's looking up at Steve and honestly the view is amazing. He can see dark chest hair and the hint of a nipple. He sits back up and holds out his hand. "I'm Eddie."

Steve smiles. "Hi, Eddie. I'm Steve."

Steve's grip is firm, his palms calloused. Eddie stops himself from imagining what those hands would feel like.

"Hi Steve," Eddie replies a little breathlessly.

Steve nods his head. "Looks like a bigger crowd than usual."

Eddie turns his head and looks at Jeff, Les, and Gareth. They're all doing a horrible job of trying to look busy.

Eddie's face burns. "I may have mentioned something about my hot neighbor and they decided they wanted a look themselves."

Steve steps closer to the guys and strikes a playful pose, hand covering the expanse of his exposed skin. "And what do you think?"

"Uh, A+," Gareth stammers.

"Fuckin' fantastic," Jeff exclaims.

"I want to lick your stomach," Les blurts out.

Steve laughs and sweeps his gaze over them. "Well, if you want to come over, I get off work at eight tonight."

He waves to them, goes back to his yard, and waters his plants.

Eddie forces himself to look away and catches his friends' eyes. They look just as horny as he feels. They're going to be at Steve's house tonight at eight on the dot. They also have plenty of time to get some of their energy out before then.

[steddieas-shegoes]

less than a week

for @corrodedcoffinfest prompt 'six days on the road'

rated e | 992 words | no cw | tags: corroded coffin/steve, free use steve sorta, implied polyamory but with this word count limit you just have to make your assumptions, group sex, light bondage, anal sex

also on ao3

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Sweat is dripping from his hair, making small puddles on the floor. The drip, drip, drip echoes in his ears.

A warm hand is on his neck, thumb rubbing against the rope looped around his shoulder and under his arm. It’s not tight, just a small weight to keep him grounded and hold his wrists behind him. Frankie’s good at tying knots, likes to practice new patterns on him all the time. This one is perfect. Doesn’t fuck with his head too much.

“We’re gonna lay you down now,” Jeff whispers in his ear. Of course it’s Jeff’s hand on him. He can usually tell from the callouses. He’s just so warm and loose, pliant under all of them it’s hard to focus on who is touching him and where. “Turn your head so your face doesn’t go in the sheets.”

They’re so careful with him, always taking their time and telling him everything they’re gonna do.

He turns to the left and sees Gareth and Frankie at the end of the bed, hard cocks in their hands, working themselves over slowly. They like to tease themselves almost as much as they like to tease him. Jeff and Eddie lower him down on his stomach, wandering hands touching every bite and bruise they left on him over the last hour.

“One for every day we’ll be gone,” Eddie had said before they took turns marking him up.

It didn’t matter that it was less than a week, or that they’d be so busy none of them would have time to miss him. If anything, he should be the one marking them up. Six days is a long time when you’ve never spent more than a couple days apart.

His legs are spread, and his hips ache a little, but it’s worth it. He knows what’s coming and he knows it’s worth it.

Fingers are pushing into him, wet and warm. He tries to focus on who they belong to, but it’s hard. They find his prostate so fast it has to be Eddie. He’s impatient and good at this in ways the others haven’t learned yet. He plays Steve like his guitar: with passion and patience, a sureness in his own movements.

Steve bucks forward, but his dick is trapped awkwardly between his hip and the bed and it’s not really enough friction to feel good. Gareth laughs, but it’s not mean. This isn’t the time for being mean.

Jeff’s hand in his hair keeps him from moving any more than small hip thrusts against the sheets. The three fingers inside him aren’t enough.

“More,” he moans, tries to swallow the spit pooling in his mouth before it dribbles out. The sheets are already wet and need to be changed. It wouldn’t matter if he drools a little. “Need you.”

Eddie doesn’t make him wait, doesn’t make him beg. He’s empty and then suddenly so full.

Steve’s certain he could tell you what dick is inside him even if blindfolded. Eddie’s isn’t that big, but it’s curved like it’s designed specifically to find his prostate on every thrust. It drives him insane from the second he’s filling him up.

“Fuck, yes, please Eddie,” Steve is pushing back as much as he can. Jeff’s holding him down, but not hard enough to actually stop him from feeling Eddie deeper. “There. Gonna come.”

“You can come, but remember everyone gets a turn no matter what,” Jeff reminds him gently.

Steve nods against the sheets.

Eddie doesn’t take long, his hands digging into Steve’s hips, leaving more bruises. It hurts, it feels like heaven.

He’s shaking when he leans down to kiss the section of moles on Steve’s shoulder that he’s claimed as his.

Gareth is eager, pushing in the moment Steve shivers from the cool air on his sweat-damp skin. He’s thicker than Eddie, and there’s a moment where Steve feels too stretched. It fades quickly, though.

He likes to push Steve’s back down, tilt his hips up, find an angle that lets him watch his cock go in and out. Steve can’t see it, but he knows it must look messy with Eddie’s cum dripping from his hole.

Steve whimpers and closes his eyes. He wants to come, but he also wants to make it through all of them first. He doesn’t want to risk being oversensitive and not enjoying every second of them fucking him. Six days is a long time for him not get fucked.

Gareth is always quiet when he comes, but his hips stutter and stop so he can fully enjoy the feeling.

Frankie doesn’t normally like fucking him without eye contact, so Steve opens his eyes and tries to turn his head a bit more. It’s not the most comfortable, but he’s gonna give him what he needs. Frankie is big, bigger than the rest of them length-wise, almost thicker than Gareth.

He’s so worked up, but he’s trying so hard to make it good for Steve. Taking it slow. Steve wiggles his fingers and Frankie twines his with them.

They both come only a few seconds later.

Jeff is running his fingers through his hair, telling him he did so good, made it through almost all of them.

“Your turn,” Steve whispers.

Jeff kisses his forehead and walks around the bed. He’s an average size all around but makes up for it in the way he moves. He knows the exact right pace and strength to give Steve every time, no matter when he’s fucking him.

He’s sensitive, but Jeff adjusts for that. It’s slow and soft, barely fucking at all. He’s a romantic.

He shakes through his orgasm, but Steve barely notices or feels anything other than the cum making a mess under him.

When they’re done, Eddie unties him while Jeff cleans him up. Gareth holds his hand while Frankie plays with his hair.

Next time they leave for this long, Steve’s going with them.

[fuctacles]

a boy worth fighting getting trampled for

"trampled" for @corrodedcoffinfest BF event | T | 856 | Corroded King (implied and open for interpretation) | no cw | Black Friday, banter, open relationship, polycule-ish, appreciating Steve Harrington moment, canon-ish universe | Ao3

"Was it worth it?"

"Yes!" Gareth and Jeff nod in unison.

"No," whines Eddie, thumbing at the rip in his beloved t-shirt. 

"Eh..." Doug makes a so-so motion with his palm.

Steve sighs. When they asked him for extra muscle on Black Friday, he should have expected an outcome like this. The whole band is brandishing various injuries from being trampled by other shoppers, the worst of which was Gareth's allegedly sprained ankle. He wasn't fussing about it only because a. his mother was a nurse and would look at it as soon as she was back, and b. he kind of deserved it. 

"Well, show me the loot, then," Steve says with a raised eyebrow, crossing his arms. The only thing he's seen so far was a shiny new amp he had the misfortune of carrying from the store to his car. 

Eddie digs through his pockets to brandish about half a dozen tapes, none with a cover Steve would recognize. He seems proud of his haul but sours under the unimpressed stare he gets. 

"I got a few vinyls for my folks," Doug shows off his findings, and Eddie scoffs loudly when he gets an approving smile from Steve.

"That's nice," he says. 

Gareth redeems himself by showing a gift for his sister, while Jeff bought probably two dozen string packs for his guitar. 

"Okay, these aren't actually as stupid as I thought," Steve admits reluctantly, sitting on a stack of tires. "Except for you," he points at Eddie. "You have a shitload of tapes already."

Eddie huffs, now him being the one to cross his arms. 

"Sorry, we're not showing what we got for you."

The rest of the guys start shushing him immediately, Jeff even going as far as throwing a string pack at his head. Eddie maturely flips them the bird. 

"You got me stuff?" Steve asks in surprise. 

"Duh," Gareth scoffs, and Jeff flicks him in the ear for it. "Ow! What was that for?!"

"Be nice, idiot," Jeff chastises him. 

With a roll of his eyes, Gareth turns to Steve. 

"You're basically a part of the band, we figured it would be nice," he shrugs. 

"But I'm not—"

Doug interrupts him before he can go further with his usual protests.

"You do a lot of the heavy lifting, you co-wrote two songs, and consistently charm venue managers into giving us gigs," he lists off on his fingers. "You're basically like Corroded Coffin's manager, so shut up."

"Yeah, you also give the best blowjobs," Eddie grins, because he loves to ruin a moment, and immediately shields his head from any missiles Jeff might throw his way. But the guy only hums in agreement. 

"That's true," he nods, making Steve flush pink. 

"Well, uh... thanks, I guess," he smiles, a little taken aback. "Waiting til Christmas might kill me, though," he admits with a chuckle. He's always been that kid who looked through all the nooks and crannies of the house to find the gifts early, too curious to sit around and wait. 

The band exchanges thoughtful looks among themselves; they nod and they shrug.

"I guess you can pick one," Jeff decides for all of them. 

Steve's eyes widen. 

"You all got me something?!"

"We couldn't agree on one thing," Doug sighs like it's a topic of a tiring debate. Which, knowing them, might have been.

Steve hums thoughtfully, looking over each of the boys as if his mind wasn't already made. He points his finger, feeling childishly powerful.

"Eddie. You gotta redeem yourself, man."

Eddie rolls his eyes but doesn't protest. He bends over the back of the couch to reach for his backpack, and Doug immediately grabs onto his back pocket with a sigh, so he doesn't topple over and add to his injuries. Once Eddie falls back on the cushions with a huff and fixes his hair, he pulls out a familiar packaging. 

Steve looks unimpressed. 

"If this is your way of redeeming yourself—"

But after brandishing a can of Farrah Fawcett hair spray, Eddie keeps pulling out more hair products, shampoos, and conditioners that are always sold out whenever Steve tries looking for them.

"Okay, fine. Consider yourself redeemed," he says reluctantly, and Eddie beams at him. He stands up to walk up to him and kisses him softly on the lips before squeezing in to sit between him and Doug. 

"See? Every time!" Gareth throws a hand towards them "He weasels himself out of anything!" 

"It's the dimples, I'm telling you." Jeff shakes his head in disappointment.

Steve, his arm already slung over Eddie, motions for Gareth.

"Well, come over and I'll kiss you too. What? You sprained your ankle and can't walk? Aw, what a shame."

Gareth hisses at him and shows him the finger, which Steve mirrors while making kissy faces. Eddie just preens under his embrace, content like the cat that got the cream. 

"Next year just please plan it better. Wear protective gear and stock the fucking first aid kit."

"You wear a fucking—"

Gareth is interrupted by Jeff's arm putting him into a headlock. 

"We will," he agrees for him. 

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[7462rune]

Omegaverse CorrodedKing au

So Steve was close friends with the whole group throughout elementary and middle school. You literally never saw Steve without at least one of them. They did everything together and knew everything about each other. They didn't keep secrets from each other and were never apart for more than 12 hours at a time. When they formed Corroded Coffin in sixth grade Steve was their vocalist.

Steve's parents didn't exactly like it but didn't do anything about it. Figuring Steve would grow out of them. Mature and realize they weren't up to par to be around someone with the status of a Harrington. Figuring that when Steve presented as an alpha like they expected their little group would fall apart. Except Steve doesn't present as an alpha. He presents almost a year later than he was expected to as an omega less than a month before he's supposed to start high school.

His parents are furious. Especially since the rest of the band has already presented as alpha's. His parents forbid him from seeing them again. Steve tries to argue but it's shut down almost instantly with a threat to have him sent to an omega finishing school out of state. Not even a week after Steve presents his parents are looking into ways to hide his designation while seeing if there are any alpha's to marry Steve off to once he's of age that will benefit them.

So with no choice but to bow to his parents wishes he's forced to cut contact with the band and go on suppressants and wear false scent patches to make him seem like an alpha. He's forced into befriending Tommy and Carol who are the kids of his parents 'business partners. They force him to toss everything related to the band. Pictures, clothes, gifts, books, and everything related to D&D.

On top of everything Steve is made aware that Tommy and Carol are to report everything he does back to his parents. So he knows he won't get a chance to explain anything to the band.

Come the start of Steve's freshman year and the bands confused and devastated for Steve's "abandonment" of them. Their hurt turns to anger that they take out on Steve in whatever ways they can. Constantly talking about how they should have expected it given Steve's parents. Steve, desperate for a distraction, throws himself into sports and partying. Which the band uses as further "proof" of Steve being evil.

It doesn't take long for Steve to develop rejection sickness from the bands constant taunts. Not that he blames them. He knows how it looks. He wishes he could explain. But he can't. Better to be around them and see them even if they hate him then to never see them again.

It doesn't take long for Carol who's also an omega to realize what's happened. And to Steve and her own surprise she does her best to help him. They might not be able to go against their parents but they can redirect Tommy and his friends attention. They can be there for each other.

Steve does end up dating Nancy still. Seeing bits of the boys in her. She's nerdy like them, albeit in a different way. She's got the same big eyes and fluffy curls Eddie has. She's got Gareth's anger that she desperately tries to hide. She's got Jeff's determination. She's got Doug's sense of humor. And Steve misses them so much. And at this point Nancy may as well be as close as he'll ever have to having his boys, his alpha's, back.

Things still fall apart. Steve finds the courage to break away from Tommy except this time Carol goes with him. And he still tries to cling to Nancy, to the pieces of his alpha's that she has, and it's still bullshit come Halloween. What Steve isn't expecting when he comes into school the day after Halloween though is for his secret to be out. For Tommy to have told Billy as revenge when he saw Carol leaving with Steve and trying to comfort him. For Billy to have told the whole school. He and Carol leave as soon as they hear people talking about it. Scared to deal with the fallout of this.

The band started putting the pieces together as soon as they heard what everyone was saying. The more they think about it the more pieces they realize they're missing. It's when they really start to think about what they remember of Steve's parents. That they finally look back and think about Steve constantly looking at them. The longing in his eyes every time. How the looks of pain they always agreed were just wishful thinking when he would watch them. How they had written off the look of Steve's face every time one of them made a comment. How Steve always seemed a little off. How he seemed sick more often than he ever was when they were kids. And all the pieces they're putting together make them almost sick with regret. Desperate to fix it but horrified to realize they don't know how.

Dustin still stumbles upon Steve however Carol is with him this time. So it's Steve and Carol who face the demodogs to protect the kids. When Billy shows up and Steve tries to make him leave he propositions Steve. Steve laughs in his face, because seriously who did he think he was, which only serves to further piss Billy off as he storms into the house. Steve still gets beat to shit but Carol breaks Billy's nose when throwing things at him to try and get him away from Steve giving Max the distraction to knock him out.

Come school the following week everyone has heard some version of the story or another. The band can't decide which version is worse. The one closest to the truth, that Billy attacked Steve while he was babysitting after he turned him down, or that it was Steve's parents furious that the secret had gotten out. Steve's fairly certain the only reason that one isn't true is because he parents still haven't returned home. The band is desperate to apologize but still can't figure out how. Even if they wanted to the Party is keeping Steve so busy that they wouldn't be able to get a minute alone with him. Which might have been Carol's fault. She had accidentally let slip that the band was why Steve had rejection sickness while at the hospital and the kids had misunderstood and taken it as the band had done something to hurt Steve. Any time one of them tries to get Steve outside of school one of the kids suddenly pops up needing something. Dustin, Max, and surprisingly enough Mike are the worst ones about it.

Meanwhile Steve has no idea. He has no clue the party is keeping his away from Corroded Coffin. And he has no idea that his boys are trying to apologize. After several weeks Corroded Coffin starts to think Steve does know though. That it was Steve's idea. (It was Mike's) That Steve really doesn't want them around anymore and that this time it's their fault for being so casually and constantly cruel to him. So they back off.

Then comes summer. Steve and Carol working at Scoops. Carol falling for Robin. Robin oblivious and falling for Carol. And Steve and Robin becoming Steve&Robin one day early in summer when Steve accidentally tells her about Corroded Coffin and the truth of his rejection sickness. Then come the Russians. And truth serum. And Carol and Robin getting together. And Steve talking about how he dated Nancy because of everything she reminded him of. Completely unaware of the fact that his boys were right there.

Eddie has smelled Steve a scent the whole band was familiar with thanks to school and hanging around Scoops. Eddie had followed and seen Steve once more beat to shit and rushed to get the rest of the band so they could try and help their omega. Because maybe Steve didn't want them around but they couldn't just leave him like that. So the band walks in at the perfect moment. To hear Carol and Robin pull the full story from him. They're overjoyed to be proven wrong and devastated to hear what Steve says.

The rest plays out more or less the same and the band drags Steve to the hospital. Once he's released they finally talk things out. Steve refuses to accept an apology for any of it and they refuse all of his.

It's not till they tell the kids that the band learns complete truth. The kids are pissed that Steve would date the band much to Steve's confusion. He ends up learning about the small misunderstanding sprouted from Carol's poor explanation. After that the kids are completely on board with the relationship. Dustin latching onto Eddie and Will deciding Gareth is his favorite.

A year and a half later Steve's parents show up having finally found out about the last several years of Hawkins chaos. However they can't do anything. Steve had mated the band and moved out almost year before they show up leaving them with nothing to hold over Steve's head.

Steve can't imagine a timeline where he's happier. He has his boys back. His alpha's. And he gained a best friend, platonic soulmate, and a small pack of chaotic teenagers. There's nothing more he could imagine wanting.

[stmonstercalendar]

Full Moon Masterpost

Ao3 Collection

FEB: Snow Moon

Heat by @fuctacles | Steddie, Corroded King | E WC: 2575 | snowed in, open relationship, friends with benefits, orgy, mating cycles, werewolf Steve, knotting

MAR: Worm Moon

Under The Light of the Worm Moon by @after-the-end-times | Steddie | T WC: 3,450 | Established Relationship, Werewolf Steve, Magical Eddie, Transformation, Mild hurt/comfort in that Eddie is suddenly a worm

MAR: Blood Moon

Ginger Quatuor by @alicetallulaafterdark | ART Banshees Barbara, Carol, Chrissy and Vickie

APR: Pink Moon

It's my collar and I'll wear it if I want to by @fuctacles | Steddie | T WC: 638 | Wereshifter Steve, Established relationship, collar

JUN: Strawberry Moon

Midsummer madness by @katyawriteswhump | Steddie | E WC: 2500ish | omega steve, alpha eddie, heats/rut cycles, werewolf eddie, historical-fantasy au, courting, scenting, angst, hurt/comfort, references to mpreg, sexual content, cuddling, happy ending Summary: The full moon is pulling O!Steve into heat. It’s also pulling A!Eddie into rut… and transforming him into a werewolf. Not wanting to scare or harm his Omega, he decides to stay away until the full moon has passed. His wolfy side, however, scents an Omega in heat and makes other plans…

SEP: Corn Moon

Love and Secrets Under the Autumn Moon by @after-the-end-times | Steddie | M WC: 1k | Secret Relationship, Mutual Pining, Farmer!Munson family, Implied sex

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