#rin's asks

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Bazaar! 👀

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Okay, so this one I've been co-authoring with @madaboutmunson and haven't really told anyone about so this will be the first public snippet of our guilty pleasure fic lol

As he hurried down the line of no name stalls, he received various greetings from the ones that were there every week. Some he knew by name, others he knew by face, and seeing those he didn't know was a siren's call to break his pattern and head over there first. He shook it off and kept his focus on going to the very last vendor in the line. It wasn't uncommon for a few booths to be empty by nightfall, but he was surprised when the very last one actually had someone in it. His brow quirked when he noticed that it was a very cute someone too. A new face for sure. He'd for sure have singled out a cutie like that in a second if he'd hosted a stall before. The man looked out of place too. A lot of the vendors on this end didn't bother with a table cloth, but this guy decided to use what he swore was a bed sheet plastered with the faded faces of a teenage boy band. He couldn't help but laugh a little. He was charmed already and had a feeling he'd find something truly unique there. Eddie had seen a few attractive vendors over the years and he always made a point to try to make an impression. He didn't necessarily plan to take them home or anything, but he didn't like missing opportunities when they presented themself. He wasn't really the type to get emotionally involved with anyone, but that didn't mean he went home alone every night. Sure, he had his types, but he wasn't ashamed to call himself easy if someone else approached him first. He wasn't all too picky either. If they caught his eye, they were fair game, man, woman, or other alike. Right now, he was thoroughly enchanted by this tasty new morsel in his domain. He spun and and tugged at his left lip ring as he stared, watching a lock of the man's dense brown hair fall and lightly bounce in front of his sculped face. Eddie glanced around the area. One of the regulars had set up in the booth next to him so he decided to pay them a visit as an excuse to observe.

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Scene game: Robin and Eddie!

One of the first Robin and Eddie Scenes in From Hell and Back. My entry for the @steddiebang Scene from Chapter 2

“I’m going to get changed,” Steve stated as he lowered the chains that decorated him.

Eddie sat up and looked at Steve with a disappointed expression. “You were never actually offering yourself to me, were you?”

“As you said before, humans can lie.” Steve walked into his room, holding up the sheer pants.

Robin glanced at Eddie and felt bed when she saw his genuinely hurt expression. “It really is you, isn’t it?” she asked tentatively. Even with his demonic appearance, she could clearly see the Eddie they knew underneath.

Eddie glanced at her and sighed, settling back into the couch. “Yeah…”

“I’m sorry,” she said sincerely, sitting in a chair beside the couch. “We couldn’t think of any other way to bring you back.”

“You literally could have just called my name,” he said with flat annoyance. “Or rather, Steve could. He’s technically the one that summoned me, so I can hear anything he want’s me to hear. If he calls I have to come.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yup,” Eddie said plainly.

“Shit, now I’m extra sorry. I- I knew you had a thing for Steve even before you died, so it was my idea to use him as bait.” Now that she was talking with him, she could look past his inhuman exterior. It helped that his voice seemed the same as it was before.

“Wait, you knew?” Eddie looked at her, surprised.

Robin chuckled. “Were you trying to be subtle? I think just about everyone except Steve picked up on it to some degree.”

“Was I really that obvious?” Eddie smiled at her.

“Yeah,” she huffed in amusement.

Eddie smirked and glanced at her. “I will say you wrapped my present damn well.” Eddie sighed. “Fuck, that was hot. I’m rather sad he’s changing, but it’s probably for the best if he doesn’t want me to jump him.”

Robin squinted and looked over his body. “Not to be rude, but you’re build like a Ken doll.”

Eddie stared at her blankly for a few seconds before saying, “I’m a shapeshifter. I’ll leave the rest to your imagination.”

“Oh…” She hummed as realization fell over her.

“Yup.”

“Then do you just choose to stay in this form?”

“I guess you can call this my default physical form.” He raised a hand in front of his face, chains draping off of rings and down his arm. “Anything else takes some amount of focus to create.”

Robin squinted at him. “Do you have a non-physical form?

Before Eddie could respond, Steve walked out of his room in basic casual clothes.

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Hello wonderful writer! Thanks so much for tagging me :) Ok so don't know if this counts as a trope but it is certainly one of my favourite things to read. Any of your fics would be amazing! Trope: Eddie wearing something he looks incredibly delectable in I know he's gorgeous in anything but still *sighs*

This one comes in two parts from You Know Where to Find Me - Labor Day '85 It's a little explicit so I'll put it after the break

“Steve?!” Robin's voice carried from down the hall.

“Shit!” Eddie hissed at Steve squeezing his dick a little too hard in shock.

“Shit, sorry,” Steve abruptly dropped it and stood.

They both glanced at the door with guilty eyes when Robin's voice came again. “Are you up here?”

Eddie scrambled to at least pull up his boxers. Steve stared in horror as the knob on the door turned. He'd forgotten to lock it.

“Steeeve?!”

Steve launched for the handle with a speed that displayed his athleticism, catching it before Robin could pull back. The half-inch she managed to open, slammed back into place with a loud clunk.

“What the hell, Steve?” Robin complained.

“You can't come in,” Steve said quickly, keeping a firm grip on the handle.

“And why the hell not?” She rattled the handle. “What are you doing in there?”

“Eddie's naked,” Steve answered.

“Why is he still naked?” There was a small rattle from the handle when she let go. “You two have been gone for a while.”

“I- uh…” Steve looked back at Eddie who had just pulled his wet pants back up, the front of them still entirely undone. Damn he looks good. “Haven't decided which one to lend him yet.”

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Eddie made a disapproving sound that Steve hadn’t heard since the elementary playground. It only made Steve laugh a little harder before popping off the lid and opening the tub. Annoyance aside, Eddie walked up behind Steve and rested his head on his shoulder, looking at the selection of swimwear. There had to be at least a dozen pairs of swim trunks and to his amusement a few speedos. Steve paid no mind to Eddie on his shoulder as he picked up a green speedo. Eddie had seen that one before. It was what Steve wore to swimming competitions.

“What about this?” Steve offered playfully holding it on display. He knew Eddie wasn’t going to accept it, but a small part of him would still have loved to see him in it.

“Fat chance,” he scoffed. “But maybe you should change into them for old time’s sake.” Eddie leaned his weight onto Steve, urging him to do it.

“I’ll pass,” Steve laughed and fought back against the looming weight. He smoothly folded the tiny strip of cloth and put it back in the box. “Anything catch your eye, Munson?”

In fact, something did. He reached under Steve’s arm and dug into the box reaching for a spot of black and red. Steve groaned in annoyance when he flipped the three pairs that were on top of it out of the box in the process. While Steve tried to fix the mess, Eddie stepped back and held up the shorts. They were a long baggy pair of swim trunks with a drawstring. He was pleased to see his guess was right and the red his saw were red, orange, and yellow flame decals up the side. They barely looked used.

“I forgot about those,” Steve chuckled. “I got them as a birthday gift from some relative I’ve never met. Maybe a cousin or an aunt?” he drifted off in thought as he refolded the last pair that fell out of the tub. Before he could ask if Eddie wanted to wear them, he already had one leg in it. He chuckled and took a second to watch Eddie putting them on. He may be on a time limit, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t stop to enjoy the view.

Eddie felt a small wave of embarrassment at Steve watching him so intently. He wanted to say something snarky, but it caught in his throat, so he just put on the trunks as naturally as he could and tied the drawstring.

Steve clicked his tongue in disappointment. “I like you better naked.”

Eddie chuckled awkwardly. “Right back at ya.” He scanned Steve’s body, bummed that it was broken by his short blue swim trunks.

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Chapter 13 snippet for your BB.

It's pretty explicit so I threw it under a break. But here is a scene from Chapter 13 of From Hell and Back for the @steddiebang

An amused and exasperated half-smile fell onto Steve’s face when Eddie clicked his claws and locked his office door. At least part of him was a little relieved, he’d been pitching for a while now. He blinked and all that remained of Eddie was a dark puff of smoke. The next thing he knew, he was face down on his desk, pinned by the back of his neck as papers scattering around him. He grunted on impact with the hard wood, feeling a bit of shame that it completed his erection.

“Thanks,” Steve grunted sarcastically under Eddie’s firm grip. “I had those organized.”

“I’ll put ‘em back,” Eddie reassured petulantly. “Just like I’ll put this back,” he said smoothly, pressing a claw firmly against the taut seam of Steve’s dress pants that ran down the center of his ass. He applied enough pressure to pop his claw through the threads and slowly dragged his finger down, breaking only a few threads at a time.

Steve shuddered at the strangely satisfying feeling of his tight pants loosening around his ass little by little. It was kind of thrilling, and a lot more of a turn on than Steve would have expected. He found himself wanted to roll his hips back. He resisted, but the urge was there. A sharp gasp escaped him when the claw slid between his cheeks, threatening to graze his asshole. When it passed by with no direct contact, Steve released a soft, unintentional whimper.

Eddie smiled at the pleasant sound and slid his hand into the fresh tear of Steve’s pants. The hitched gasp that came from Steve gave him goosebumps as he cupped his balls, running his claws up the underside of his dick. The fabric of Steve’s pants kept his hand firmly pressed against him.

This time Steve was unable to prevent the movement of his hips, grinding his dick into Eddie’s hand. His blood pressure spiked at Eddie’s growl of approval. He shuddered his breath as he felt Eddie’s hand curl around his dick, pressing his claws into his pelvis. The hand on the back of his neck tightened, forcing his cheek against one of the loose documents. He hissed a sigh as he felt Eddie lean over him while pressing the claw of his thumb against the entrance of his asshole, just breaching it. Eddie’s too hot breath flowed over his ear as he spoke making Steve tremble and gasp.

“Want me that bad, Harrington?” His voice was clear and threatening.

Steve pulled at his lip. “Maybe,” he huffed heavily. He whined a louder than intended moan as Eddie pressed the claw on his ass a little deeper.

“That sounds like a little more than a maybe,” he teased, gently thrusting the claw inside him and tightening his grip on his balls.

An urge crossed Steve’s mind and he had a feeling he would regret it, but he did it anyway. He bit his lip as to not shout and rolled his hips forward, burying Eddie’s thumb in his ass. He groaned through his nose as he felt the claw scrape his inner wall.

“Oh,” Eddie sneered, further curling his thumb, coaxing a high whimper. “You’re going to fucking get it, Harrington.”

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GMF for WIP Weekend

I'm currently writing chapter 99 so a little spoilery. I'll throw it under a a keep reading line to be safe.

He wasn’t able to just watch for long and returned to slowly fucking Eddie.

“Fuck me up, Big boy,” Eddie requested with a wide, weak grin.

“You sure?” Steve chuckled, slowing further, but not stopping.

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I have been listening to a bunch of Yumi Arai songs thanks to your playlist 🫡🫡 I keep imagining a 90s ghibli movie because of it and I'm going insane 😩💕

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Word game... deposit.

The only use of deposit in my Big Bang which has breached its 120k word confinement. It's now over 125k and still running.

Snippet from Chapter 2

“Right…” Robin stared at her empty cup. “So, what do you want to do?”

“That’s why I called you, I have no idea.” He put his face in his hands. “But I feel like I can’t just let him run wild out there.”

“How are we supposed to find a shapeshifting demon in Indianapolis?”

“I don’t know,” he groaned. “You know more about this supernatural shit than I do.”

Robin set the cup down on the table and laced her fingers in front of her while she thought. “I mean, the best way to attract anything is to give it what it wants.”

“How the hell do I know what that is?”

“Well, if it really is Eddie, we know his taste in music, and he did say he wants to explore sins of the flesh so…” She raised a sympathetic eyebrow at Steve.

Steve squinted at her. “So what, we need to find him a girlfriend or something? Do you know what his type is?”

“Uh, Steve, didn’t you say he kissed you?”

“Yeah, but what does that…” what Robin was getting at finally sunk in and his eyes opened wide.

“I think Eddie is gay, and I think you’re his type.”

“No,” Steve said firmly.

“I can do some more research, but at the moment, offering yourself as a… well, a sex sacrifice, is our best option.” Robin cringed in pity.

“Yeah, do more research. I’m not doing that.”

“He did say he can’t hurt humans, so in all honesty you’d probably just end up having a good time.” She shrugged.

“I don’t think so,” he growled. “And while you’re looking into how to find him, also look into how to banish him back to Hell.”

She nodded. “I’ll head to the library, coming with?” Steve nodded and followed her out the door.

Steve and Robin spent their whole day off at the library and in occult shops. By the end of it, they had hundreds of ways to ward off a demon, but no ways to attract one or how to banish one. They each checked out a stack of books from the library to go through. When Steve got home he set the books on the coffee table and sighed at the pentagram burned into his carpet. That’s coming out of my deposit.