I like to think that the first time Eddidie sneezes he doesn't know what's happening. So his nose is all wrinkled and his face scrunched up, so he knows something's happening. He gets Steve's attention but doesn't know how to explain, so Steve leans in close and Eddidie just fully sneezes in Steve's face.

CUT SCENE | SEASON 4:

Dustin: “Steve, did you hear anything I just said?”

Steve: “Hmm?”

Dustin: “Dude, you wanna pry your eyes away from my Dungeon Master for like 5 seconds so I can finish my point about Nancy?”

Steve: “Nancy?”

Steve finally turns his head in a daze.

Dustin: “Yeah, you know. Nancy Wheeler!”

Steve: “What about her?”

Dustin: “Seriously?!”

Steve: “What are you getting at? I’m not interested man. I’ve moved on.”

Dustin blinks sharply then gazes to where Eddie is across the street unloading equipment from his van to take into the school.

Dustin: “Oh shit. It’s Eddie isn’t it? You like him.”

Steve looks over at Eddie and nonsensically nods his head, chewing his lip nervously.

Dustin punches Steve squarely on the arm.

Steve: “OWWWWW!” He frowns. “What was that for?!”

Dustin: “Dude! I love this for me!”

idk where this is from but its the cutest thing ever ....the canon is wrong this is canon now

Some things never change even across the multiverse

Everybody's talking about the Honda Odyssey, but nobody's talking about Logan holding Mary Puppin's paw so that Laura can give her a high-five.

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No one knows that Steve wears glasses, he rarely uses them, his parents shelled out for him to have contact lenses, no matter how much he hated using them.

The last time people had seen Steve Harrington with glasses was when he was still a kid.

But with the running around and getting Eddie Munson to his house for safety, his eyes were getting tired. They weren't doing too well after the last two concussions and he was finding the lenses more tiring.

Fuck it, his parents aren't even home, he pushes on his glasses. Steve went back down the stairs to the rest who hadn't moved from his kitchen.

Eddie, leaning against the counter was the first to see him enter. While Steve knew seeing him in glasses was a shock, he was not expecting the full Eddie Munson experience.

"YOU. OH MY GOD. IT WAS YOU. THAT KID, PUFFY HAIR KID!"

Steve's stunned enough he's paused mid step. What the fuck. What kid. He and Eddie have never had a conversation before. Kid? When was the last time he was a…

"Holy shit, oh my god. You. YOU, YOU'RE THE WORM KID."

"What the fuck is going on?" Robin says as she tries to step between them.

Only Steve remembers now, the piles and piles and piles of WORMs that this one kid with buckteeth and so much hair he could barely see his face left for him on everything Steve had.

"YOU GAVE ME FUCKING WORMS. OH my god you traumatised me."

"TRAUMATISED, excuse me, those were GIFTS."

"WHO GIFTS SOMEONE A SHOE FULL OF WORMS."

"I WAS 8 AND STUPID OKAY, YOU DO THAT WHEN YOU HAVE A CRUSH."

Steve blinks.

Blinks again, like Eddie would disappear, an illusion conjured by his tired mind. But no, he's still there, panting, chest heaving and eyes wide with the sudden realisation of his confession.

"Woooow, you said this guy was cool Dustin,"

"Shut up Max."

"What the fuck do you mean crush? Oh my god, Eddie who gives someone a TRUCKLOAD worth of Worms BECAUSE THEY LIKE THEM?"

"I WAS YOUNG AND DUMB OKAY. I liked worms. I thought it was a great idea. I also got into a lot of shit with Wayne 'cause I stole all his bait for you."

"Since when do you wear fucking glasses, Steve?" Dustin cuts in.

Steve sighs. "Nevermind, let's figure this vecna shit out."

They get back to it, only after that Steve and Eddie seem to stand a little closer. "Remembered you were cute in those glasses."

Steve blushes.

I'd Build a Home with You by blipblot

@blipblot

Rating: Explicit

15,401 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Tags: Omega Verse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Eddie Munson, Omega Steve Harrington, Top Eddie Munson, Bottom Steve Harrington, Virgin Eddie Munson, Nesting, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Knotting, Intersex Omega Anatomy, boys being silly while having sex, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining

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CHRIS EVANS at the ‘Red One’ NY Premiere (Nov 11, 2024)

simon’s not a virgin by any means, but the first time he sinks his thick cock into your tight, sweet little cunt, he absolutely loses it.

the sugary tone in which you gave him permission to fuck you after he asked, begged you so nicely, like he was even deserving of it.

how he has to bite down on the rugged knuckle of his fist when he presses the head of his cock to your soaked cunny, failing to stifle down his groans but already too fucked-out to care whatsoever once he bottoms out (or at least as much of his cock he’s able to fit in).

the way his name spills from your puffy lips when he finally starts to move, just barely an inch in and out with each ‘thrust’ because you’re just so fucking warm and welcoming and he doesn’t want to separate from you for even a split moment.

how your fingertips lightly graze between the divots of his flexed, pronounced abs, nails raking over his skin with a softness no one has ever shown him. he’s turning greedy for you; needs more and more.

you turn dumb in a matter of seconds. so dumb, in fact, you haven’t even noticed he finished inside you the instant his cock was fully sheathed within your tummy, and how he’s already coaxing out his second load to join the first one fucked deep into your womb.

and you can’t even blame him, considering he was fucked utterly stupid from the moment he set eyes on you :(

When you first introduce him, Simon instantly knows that he hates your now ex-boyfriend—especially after he broke up with you only two months into the relationship, and the reason behind it sets his teeth on edge.

You’re perfect and so sweet; how could he—

“He broke up with me because…I um…Do I really have to say it? It’s embarrassing.” 

He bumps his knee into yours because he really fucking sucks at saying the right thing when the moment calls for it. “You don’t have to say anything.”

With a huff, you get a little flustered and glance down into your glass of beer, brows furrowed. “I couldn’t make him fit.” 

It’s so soft, but he hears it as if you’d shouted it across the bar.

The only thought he can think of is that your ex-boyfriend is an idiot once he has your back pressed up against his chest and trembling thighs spread over top of his. Three of his thick fingers already work deep inside of you, filling the room with filthy squelching sounds and your breathy moans.

Soap’s eyebrows lifted with a curious glint in his eye as he looked from you to Adira, a playful grin edging onto his face. He leaned in, never one to miss a chance at a bit of friendly prodding.

“So… you’re married?” he asked, his tone as light as his smirk.

You laughed, the sound warm and genuine. “Haha! No, I’m not.” You gave Adira’s tiny hand a gentle squeeze, glancing down at her with a smile that softened every edge on your face. 

Soap tilted his head, pretending to be shocked. “A bonnie lass like yerself? Unmarried?” he teased, hand on his chest as though it were a crime.

“Guess I’m a rare breed,” you replied with a grin, chuckling as you shifted Adira’s hand in yours.

Soap’s face lit up at your response, as if he’d just been given the most interesting bit of news he’d heard all week. He shot Ghost a quick look, but Ghost was still watching Adira, his gaze softened with something unreadable.

three person poly relationship made up of two people who are already dating trying to coax someone with horrific self worth issues into a loving relationship. stray cat style

they’re all laying together in bed and the couple are both thinking to themselves like good, he stayed the night to cuddle and talk when we offered, he should know that we genuinely care for him and want this to be more then a handful of one night stands. and the stray cat guy is like wow this sure is nice i think i’m falling in love with them. it’s really too bad that they don’t actually give a fuck and hate me and probably want to kill me with hammers for no reason

it has been like. two days

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"Yes? Hello, officer? There's a man in my apartment." 

Eddie stirs awake, his surroundings coming back to him in hazy waves.

"What?" he slurs out, blinking to clear his vision.

"Oh, I was just telling the officer that I've found a man sleeping on my couch," Stephanie says with a troubled expression, hovering over him.

Over the couch that he fell asleep on.

He sits up so suddenly he loses his balance and falls back against the cushion.

"I'm so sorry, please don't call the cops—!"

Stephanie immediately shakes her hands, which are free of a phone.

"I was joking, I was joking!" she reassures him quickly. "I'm sorry." She smiles apologetically, taking a seat next to him. "I guess that wasn't the best way to wake up someone." 

"No," Eddie chuckles awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Especially not an ex-drug dealer," he huffs dryly. 

Steph cocks her head with a surprised "huh" and only then does Eddie realize what he has just blurted out. 

"Ah, shit. Am I ruining my good neighbor status?" he winces.

"Not at all," Steph shakes her head, and gently pats his knee. He zeroes his focus on her hand when she decides to rest it there on his jean-clad leg. 

"I know my nice neighbor Eddie, not the drug dealer one," she smiles reassuringly. "What made you turn around? If you don't mind me asking," she squeezes his knee and retrieves her hand to lean back more comfortably on the couch. One of her cats, Garfield, jumps on her lap for a greeting, and Eddie realizes she's still wearing her jacket. He looks at the clock on the wall and realizes it's almost midnight. 

"Sorry, I'm holding you back, you're clearly tired," she backtracks quickly, watching his eyes dart around. But Eddie shakes his head.

"Nah, I just took an invigorating nap." She laughs at that and he can't help but smile as well. "I'd assume you're tired after traveling."

"I took an invigorating nap on the bus," she smiles, petting her cat. Arwen finally decides she's not above greeting her human and jumps in next to her as well, occupying Stephanie's other hand. 

Eddie reminds himself not to get jealous of felines.

“We’re not- no, stop. It’s not like that. Sure, when I first met Steve, like years ago, I had a crush on him. But- but not now.” Eddie looks around the room. Some of their friends have raised eyebrows, some are avoiding eye contact, while others stare in disbelief. He really really wants this conversation to end. “Y’know, I’m with- um, with…”

Oh no.

Eddie’s staring at the man he’s dating. The man he’s been dating for two months. The man whose name has suddenly evaporated from his goddamn mind. Shit.

“Darryl?” The man in question supplies with a very unamused expression.

“Yeah,” Eddie fumbles, throwing his hands out like obviously it’s Darryl.

Mike snorts from somewhere behind Eddie. He hopes Dustin elbows him directly in the ribs.

“And, and I liked Eddie,” Steve pipes up. “At one point. But-but not… we’re not…” he awkwardly motions between them and it’s not helping.

But Eddie thinks he hears tires squealing because Steve just admitted he’d liked him at one point. When did that happen?

“Wait? Y-you did? Uh,” Eddie takes a step closer to Steve and tries to lower his voice. “When? When was this?”

“Uh ohhh,” Gareth murmurs.