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Hi! I'm Apple. I currently write for Stranger Things. The majority is Steddie, but I do branch out from time to time, and you'll probably also notice some Gareth-centric fics popping up from me these days.

Last updated: June 24th, 2025.

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My hashtag #thisapplepielife: short fics gathers nearly every fic I post on Tumblr in one place. Short is relative, of course, but I've ended up using it for anything that isn't a long fic or series. There's gotta be 150+ standalone fics in there by now. With a lot of them not on ao3 at this time.

Note: As of 1/20/25 some of my fic tags are broken in some way that doesn't include all my fics anymore. Until I find the problem, they do work if searched on my blog, instead of all of tumblr, so I changed the links. If I ever get it corrected, I'll swap them back.

I've written a little connected end of the world universe set post-apocalypse. All those fics can be found in the end of the word au tag.

I also run the event blog @corrodedcoffinfest - if you'd like more Corroded Coffin fan works in your life, come join us!

Author's Self-Rec Fic: Tuesday's Gone With the Wind - this is my favorite thing I've written. So, if you wanna know what I'd tell you to read? It's that one.

(Some of my work is rated E, so please be mindful of ratings.)

I found myself way overdue for an updated masterlist, as my original one looks like I've only written three fics. So, here we go:

I've currently got three long fics all complete and ready to read in full. Tuesday's Gone With the Wind is my personal favorite, Take the Money and Run is my most popular and All Across the Universe is my most recent!

Tuesday's Gone With the Wind, Complete

Steddie, E, 184K, 9/9 Chapters (Read on AO3) Corroded Coffin's leased plane went down on June 13th, 1995 in the woods of Louisiana. Ten people on board died. Eddie Munson survived. Before he survived, he really lived.

alextuckrrr

resande

roguespeedster

SO excited to announced my project, Project #071, for @steddiebbang, Love on the Menu!!!

Looking forrward to working with my lovely artist @thotpuppy and beta @sereinpetrichor

If you like unlikely roommates to friends to lovers, food as a love language, and classic rom-com tropes, this fic might be for you <3

Summary below the cut:

bocadelinfierno

#💔

mysterycat-official

I lowkey hate when programs talk to me in a friendly way. "don't worry, nearly there!" Shut up. It should say "loading 64.3% completed. Do not turn off device" and absolutely nothing else. You arent my friend you are computer. Act like it

#reading “you're right!” after a web search about sent me to the fainting couch #don't placate me you AI bullshittery #just give me the link to some person's very detailed blog post about their passion about this very specific thing #like you used to do in the good old days #make me dig for it #I wanna

griefabyss69

Tempest

Written for @corrodedcoffinfest's June Microfic

[ AO3 ]

Steddie | Rated: T | 586 | CW: None | Tags: Post-Canon Fix-It, Hair Washing, Sort Of, Pre-Relationship, Mild Voyeurism, Alcohol

Steve watches Eddie try to fix his hair after they see a concert.

Steve sits on Eddie’s desk chair and watches across the hallway as Eddie wrestles with a wide toothed comb at his bathroom sink. He’s feeling good—tired, but not like the night should’ve been over hours ago—and despite the drying sweat and sobering up, he thinks he’d be happy just endlessly hanging out, drawing lines up and down Eddie’s body with his eyes, zoning out to the tendons in his hands.

Eddie had backcombed his hair earlier, because he wanted it BIG for the concert. That was good—he and Eddie had stayed at the edge of the pit. He’s a natural wall, and Eddie lit up like a dog chasing a car as he got to shove people. When Steve found a loose shoe and handed it to a tall guy, Eddie had caught his eye and beamed at him like he was being useful and fitting in. It’s easy, somehow. He was worried, looking like himself, in line at the thing, but there were other guys who looked regular too, and he’s not that preppy these days. Dressing for monster guts had changed him.

Eddie’s using oil on the knots in his hair. If he just got in the shower and used conditioner it’d go better, but Steve’s not going to suggest that because then he would have to find something else to look at while he simmers pleasantly under the echoes of their night out. Eddie’s gonna have to shower anyway, he’s not going to want to go to sleep with all the cooking oil in his hair, but that’s later. Maybe Steve can time it so he suddenly has to piss when Eddie’s in there and then maybe they can hang out, like he and Robin do, with the curtain shut tightly but trusting each other to be cool.

Watching Eddie work at his hair is not like watching Robin get ready, though. He doesn’t stare her down from wherever he can and catalogue the cut-out of her body like he does to Eddie—like he could take scissors and take him and put him on top of whatever picture he wanted to.

He could make a whole book of Eddie. Cut-outs of any second like a freeze frame in a movie and he could—

“Jesus FUCK!”

Steve jumps up and has to take a few breaths, watching Eddie’s frustration—boiled over; pasta water all over the stove—before he can swallow down his heartbeat and go into the bathroom.

“Alright. I’m taking over,” he declares, Coach style, like he never does with his friends but Eddie just gives him big eyes and holds the comb out. “Take off your shirt.”

Eddie eyes get even bigger but he does, flinging it across the hallway to the corner where his laundry basket is buried under dirty clothes. Maybe later Steve will declare something about that too.

Steve surveys the bathroom and takes Eddie’s wrist for no good reason, guiding him into the kitchen with its big sink.

“Run the warm water,” he says, lingering until Eddie nods, and even then he waits until the air gets awkward before he lets go. “Not too hot.”

He grabs conditioner and a towel, folding it to cushion Eddie’s naked back against the counter.

“How do you want me?” Eddie grins, toothy—funny. Steve wants to bend him face down and fit his hips to his ass, sink his fingers in his hair. That’s how.

“Face up, I’ll be careful.”

Eddie lays himself back, waiting, and Steve’s mouth fills with spit with anticipation.

#steve wanting to play paper dolls with him is absolutely inspired #he's got it bad #and I love that for both of them #some day he'll get to flip him around #just like he wants #😏😏😏

steddieas-shegoes

without heat

for @corrodedcoffinfest microfic prompt ‘knot’

rated e, 18+, minors dni | 586 words | no cw | tags: friends to lovers, a/b/o dynamics, alpha Gareth, omega Jeff, knotting, feelings confessions (in their own way)

🪢🪢🪢🪢🪢🪢🪢🪢🪢🪢🪢

This is the fourth time and he still wonders when Jeff will just find an actual alpha to mate with. It’s not that Gareth cares about getting his dick wet and his knot locked, but it’s Jeff. He’s one of his best friends. At some point they’ve gotta call this quits so they can bond with someone.

Jeff sighs against his chest. Gareth’s arms tighten around him.

#this is honestly so sweet #they are in love your honor #Gareth is just the horse you gotta try to lead to water #😂😂😂

runninriot

how to start a fire

written for the @corrodedcoffinfest June microfic challenge

Eddie made a lot of bad choices in his life but this one might be his worst yet. Letting Chrissy talk him into a fucking camping trip with Buckley and Harrington, a whole damn weekend spend out in the wild, sleeping in tents and all, ugh.

There's a reason why Wayne looked at him like he'd grown a second head when he told him about the trip, knowing too well that his nephew is not made for the outdoors. They tried that once, when Eddie was 12, and agreed to never do it again for both their sakes.

He should’ve stuck by that, but here he is now, sitting uncomfortably on a log, swatting at mosquitoes, feeling bored and itchy and useless. He offered to help the girls get the cooler from the van (‘No, Eddie. We do not have to hunt or fish for food,’ thank fucking god for that!) but got the hint when Chris said they're fine on their own.

So he sits there and mopes, watching Steve pile up twigs and newspaper scraps to build a fire, and as much as he hates to admit it, is impressed by how quickly he gets it started.

"Where d'you learn that?" he asks honestly curious, his heart skipping a beat when Steve turns to him with a proud, gorgeous smile.

"Oh, uh. Summer camp. When I was 13," he replies and shrugs it off like it's nothing.

Of course. Fucking rich kids and their fucking fancy Summer time activities.

"My parents went on a trip to Paris and didn't trust me to stay home alone."

No, actually? Fuck Steve's parents for going on vacation without him.

"What, like, some boy scout thing or something? Where they teach you how to tie knots and stuff?" Eddie jokes and Steve laughs, says "Yeah. Something like that."

Seemingly satisfied with his work, Steve takes his attention away from the steadily crackling fire and sits down beside Eddie.

"Had my first kiss there, too," he fake-whispers, leaning in like he's sharing a secret the trees and birds around them aren't supposed to hear.

Eddie's ears are burning, but it's definitely from the heat of the fire, not because Steve is suddenly so close now, their knees are touching.

"Oh, really? Did you sneak into the girls' quarters at night?" Eddie laughs weakly, feeling just a tiny bit jealous for reasons he’s not willing to give any thought right now.

"Hell no!” Steve huffs out, “The counsellors threatened to put anyone they caught breaking the rules on cleaning duty. Do you know how nasty the wash rooms were? Scarred me for life, man." Steve shakes his head and scrunches his nose in disgust, then his lips curl up into a cheeky grin. "Luckily, I didn't have to sneak out." Steve winks at him and it takes Eddie a second to get what he’s implying. "His name was Alex."

Oh, okay. Yep. That’s- great.

"Sounds like you had a lot of fun," Eddie says, acting casual when on the inside, he's having a minor (major) crisis.

"Mhm, yeah. Learned a lot at camp."

Steve stands, picking up some logs to feed the fire with, looking back over his shoulder when he suggests, "I could show you, while we're here."

Eddie swallows roughly.

He has the sinking feeling Steve is not talking about showing him how to start a fire, or how to tie a knot.

And suddenly, the thought of sharing a tent with him doesn't seem so horrible anymore.

#I just like Eddie Munson am an indoor cat #so I felt his plight greatly #and Steve Harrington!!#knowing what he wanted and boy he got him!#😍😍😍

steddieas-shegoes

a million reasons

for @corrodedcoffinfest million words celebration!

also on ao3

rated t | 2248 words | no cw | tags: established steddie, band breakup, birthday party, marriage proposal, grieving a loss of a future that never was so the future that was meant to be could exist and other such dramatics

🔺🔻🔺🔻🔺🔻🔺🔻🔺🔻🔺🔻🔺🔻

There’s a million reasons that things didn’t work out for them. They argued about everything, had no money, their van broke down too much, and they never quite understood what sound they wanted as a group to name a few.

But they wanted it. God, did they want it.

Wanting it wasn’t enough.

Eddie always thought if they wanted it bad enough, and worked hard enough, they’d get there. Turns out, you need a lot more luck and hope. And talent. That, too.

He’s not an idiot, or oblivious. He knows they’re good for Hawkins, maybe even Indiana. But they aren’t “go to California on a dream” good. They probably never will be.

And now they won’t.

#oh my heart #the idea of Eddie being overbearing but working to keep the peace #and frankie making them come to him!#love that for him #🤣🤣🤣#sometimes dreams have to crash and burn for others to flourish #and i think that's exactly what they'll all learn as time eases the ache of losing Corroded Coffin #😭💔❤️

ewaneneollav

you’re one of the three survivors after the apocalypse & the other two are visibly passing one of theirs’ phones back & forth having a secret conversation in a notes app

#robin and steve and...

tinytalkingtina

Eddie Munson's Guide to Demons, Hellhounds, and Other Minions of Satan

@steddiebbang project #013

Time to reveal my project for the 2026 Steddie Big Bang! Excited to work with tombfiends and @drwhoisginnyholmes this year, it's gonna be a blast.

Rating: M Estimated Word Count: 10-15k Relationships: Steve/Eddie, Steve & his parents, Eddie & Steve's parents, Eddie & the CC Boys, Steve & Dustin Characters: Dan [Mr.] Harrington, Olivia [Mrs.] Harrington, the CC Boys, Dustin Henderson, Robin Buckley Tags: Humor, Misunderstandings, Steve Harrington Has Good Parents, Catholic Wayne, D'art Lives, 'Demon' Steve Harrington, Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Eddie Munson is Oblivious and Bisexual, Bisexual Steve, Steve is Eddie's Bisexual Awakening, Aftermath of Starcourt, S5 Doesn't Happen Don't Worry About It, Minor Canon Divergence from S2 Onwards

Summary:

After El closes the inter-dimensional gate to the Upside Down in November 1984, D'art doesn't perish thanks to the protective powers of sugar. He goes on to form a bond with his new 'pack' of humans and continues to evolve in unexpected ways. The demodog eventually comes under the primary ownership of Steve Harrington. Steve, recovering from his severe concussion and without sports to keep him occupied, is still in search of a friend who isn't thirteen years old. Enter Eddie Munson. Eddie's second senior year is supposed to be devoted to important things like figuring out how to break the spirits of the newest members of Hellfire with a diabolical 50-foot tall goose-dragon, or passing Kaminsky's next test for once. But that's before he comes across the fallen king of Hawkins High and his pet hellhound. And what is Eddie supposed to do with the information that Steve Harrington is apparently a demon in disguise besides figure out what the guy's diabolical intentions in the middle of nowhere Indiana are? He clearly has no choice but to undergo an undercover mission and befriend Steve, all while resisting his hellish charms as the two of them grow closer. or: Four times Eddie Munson is convinced Steve Harrington has to be a demon, and one time he finds out the much weirder truth

Enjoy a snippet below the cut!

#most excellent header #i lol'd #😂😂😂

Written for @corrodedcoffinfest.

Freak Finds Freak

Eddie wants to know what it's like.

He can't really know, he knows that. He's not an omega. His body isn't going to give, not in that same way, but the desire to take has slowly scrambled his brain. It's all he can think about. And he needs to find someone, some other freak, willing to try to knot him. Now.

He scans the options from his spot at the end of his high table. Eyeballing every alpha that walks by, he knows they are all no good. Not for this, not for anything. There's nobody in this senior class he'd let anywhere near him.

Then, his eyes catch on a familiar head of hair.

Well, maybe one.

#corrodedcoffinfest: june 2026 microfic #corrodedcoffinfest #thisapplepielife: corrodedcoffinfest #thisapplepielife: short fic #ccf #stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie fanfic #steddie fic #steve x eddie #steddie #steddie ficlet #omegaverse au #alpha steve harrington #alpha eddie munson #alpha/alpha

@steddiebbang | #020

Kick Off Your Sunday Shoes

2026 Big Bang project reveal time! I'm so excited to get to work with @lamoabss as the artist for this Big Bang project! I'm thrilled you were interested in teaming up to work on my NFL Steve AU submission! I can't wait to have so much fun!❤️

Details:

Rating: E Estimated Word Count: 60,000-65,000 Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson & Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson & Gareth, Steve Harrington & Robin Buckley Characters: Robin, Gareth, Wayne, Dustin, Tommy, Chrissy, Goodie, Jeff Tags: Sports AU, American Football, Modern Setting, NFL Football Player Steve Harrington, Hobby Shop Owner Eddie Munson, Getting Together, Falling in Love, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Closeted Steve Harrington, Gay Eddie Munson, Secret Relationship, Boys in Love, Happy Ending

Summary:

If there's anything Eddie Munson knows, it's that he doesn't give two shits about sports, or the people who play them. Professionally, or otherwise. It's practically the charter entry in The Munson Doctrine, despite growing up with his Uncle Wayne glued to games on the television year-round. Sports just don't interest Eddie. Never have, never will. Enter, Steve Harrington. Henderson dragging this football player into his store wasn't in Eddie's game plan, but, well, Eddie supposes there's an exception to every rule in the book. And now, here Eddie is, living a sports-filled life he never could have predicted. Eddie learns about football. Eddie cares about football. It's honestly quite troubling.

Excerpt:

"Jesus H. Christ, look at that thing," Eddie says in a barely hushed whisper, reverent, eyes trained on Steve on the jumbotron screen at the end of the field. He looks to the other side of the field, because that screen is even bigger. It's trained on Steve as he swings his leg high into the air. He's right there. It's right there. "Gareth. Look." Gareth scoffs. "Would rather not." "But you can see it, right?" Eddie asks, eyes glued to the live feed of Steve's lower body, his crotch, being projected into the stadium. It's all Eddie can focus on. The camera operator must be a perv. He deserves a raise. Why didn't Eddie bring binoculars? Fuck. Coulda, woulda, shoulda. "I'm not hallucinating it?" "No, unfortunately everybody with eyes can see it. White pants? With that hog? Children are here." Eddie laughs, "God bless tight white pants. I think I love football. I wonder if he'd wear them for me, up close and personal? For science." The woman behind him says 'ew' through a laugh, but she leans forward, grasping both of Eddie's shoulders, making Eddie jump as she squeezes a little too hard, her lips resting near his ear, whispering, "Hi. Eddie? You're Eddie, right?" Eddie nods. She continues: "Great. He's not out. So can you just be cool? And less horny? Please?" He turns. She's a cute lesbian. Well, he thinks so anyway. His gaydar is very rarely wrong. Steve did confuse it a little, he can't get everyone right on first impression. Why is she footballing? She doesn't look like she'd enjoy that any more than Eddie would. And why does she know his name? "Nearly everybody around you are season ticket holders. They know exactly whose seats you're in. Just. Be quieter with your cock color commentary. Please and thank you." Eddie swallows. He never would have thought of that. "They come to every game?" Eddie asks, because, like. Seriously? That doesn't sound fun. "Every game," she confirms, "and I'm really happy for him. You're cute. For a boy. But. Zip your lip. Got it?" Eddie nods. He knew she was as queer as he is. "I'm Robin, I'm his best friend," she says, finally introducing herself. Eddie turns, "Does Henderson know that?" She rolls her eyes. "He's a little shit. He can say whatever he wants, he's always running that mouth of his. But I know the truth. Who is here right now? Me. I don't see him, do you?" Eddie grins, "I own a hobby shop. Henderson is a regular. That's how I met Steve." She raises an eyebrow, "I am aware of exactly who you are, Eddie. If you have any other questions, just ask." Eddie grins, wickedly. "I do have one." "Okay," she says, suspicious. Rightfully so. He leans back, getting closer to her, "Is it a cup?" She sighs, rolling her eyes as she slumps back in her seat. He raises an eyebrow, waiting. "It's not," she grits out, and Eddie is delighted with this information. She seems to be weighing something, but finally she leans forward, "Do you know what Reddit is?" Eddie rolls his eyes. Yes. He's new football, not earth. He nods. "Check the NFL Bulges subreddit, then. He's a frequent post subject. I hate that I know this. I should not have to know this." Eddie laughs, absolutely thrilled that this is a real thing that exists. Maybe he can get down with football.

#project announcement #sneak peek #steddie #steddie big bang #steve harrington x eddie munson #sbb26

felixir-of-moths

📼 ＬＯＳＴＴＡＰＥＳＯＦＴＨＥＵＰＳＩＤＥＤＯＷＮ 📼

Artist: @bananahoneycomb | Beta: @emeraldzephyr

I'm very excited to announce project #073 of the @steddiebbang 2026! After doing a sci-fi space opera last year, I'm currently working on a new genre that is very dear to me: åñåȽ̮ȏğ ḫ̌ȏȑȑ̮ȏȑ.

We're talking haunted TV monitor, tampered memories, things that look human but probably aren't, weird places that feel both familiar and uncanny... This project is actually a crossover with a TTRPG game: Public Access. No need to know about it to enjoy the fic, I'll talk about why later in another post, but if you just take a look at the flavor text, you'll see why Public Access and Stranger Things are going to be besties.

"Public Access is a tabletop roleplaying game about a group of people in 2004—the Deep Lake Latchkeys—who find themselves investigating strange mysteries in and around the town of Deep Lake, New Mexico. In the ‘80s and early ‘90s, Deep Lake was the home of a notorious public access television station called TV Odyssey, the history and fate of which—the station literally disappeared—is the source of much speculation in certain corners of the internet."

I'm also going to be beta reading two other projects, and I can't wait to start working! I'll share those with you very soon ^^

The official summary isn't ready yet, because the one I shared with my team & other authors contains ⚠️ spoilers ⚠️ so I have to rework it before I can actually give you something.

But...here's a teaser video !

Oops, I'm sorry. Why isn't it working - wait, okay, here's the right link.

What the -

Okay, I swear to god, this has never happened befo𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃

𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃

𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗬▶𝗩𝗛𝗦

𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃𝗪̸̹ͯ̉𝗘̼̻ͩͬ͜𝗟̛̆ͭͅ𝗖̢̱̯̿𝗢̷͑ͅ𝗠̼̄͜𝗘̲̾͞ ̓҉̖ ͮ̓͏̣𝗕͔̑͞𝗔̲̈͋͜𝗖͕̣ͫ͋͢𝗞̖͕̉́,͖̞ͥ͠ ̯̙̎͘ ͚̆͢𝗞̵̗̈𝗜̱͉ͮͮ͟𝗗̶͍̘ͪ𝗦̻̖ͭ̕𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃

𝟬𝟭:𝟯𝟱 𝗗𝗘𝗖. 𝟯𝟭 𝟭𝟵𝟵𝟵

#what a concept!#this is the one that made me go “oh maybe I shoulda signed up to be an artist”#when I saw newspaper articles and such were desired #can't wait to see this one #📺📺📺

ataliagold

we were always the sea

@steddiebbang 2026 project announcement - team #004

Artist: @wolvesbane-butstranger Beta: @sidekick-hero

*****

With his musician dreams on the rocks, a penniless Eddie finds himself taking on work in the most unlikely of places - on board a superyacht.

He expects the captain to be a stuck up, arrogant asshole. Steve Harrington turns out to be many things - haunted, withdrawn, but perhaps the kindest man Eddie has ever met.

What he doesn't expect is for that captain to change the course of his entire life.

*****

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