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Eddie Munson Brainrot

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rue | they/he/she | 20s | steddie truther
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Written for @subeddieweek, day seven.

Where Would I Go?

Prompt: Praise Kink/Subdrop | Word Count: 1528 | Rating: E | CW: Handcuffs, Biting | Tags: Established Relationship, Sub Eddie Munson, Sensory Deprivation, Softness, Praise Kink, Subspace, Subdrop, Aftercare, Boys in Love

Eddie is being good. So good. Hands on his own thighs, not touching, even if that's all he wants to do.

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Day 7: Daddy Steve

"Softly"

wc: 2.5k | rated: E | tags: Sub Eddie Munson, established relationship (they're in love), soft dom Steve Harrington, anal sex, crying, pet names, Eddie Munson needs a hug

written for @subeddieweek <3

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Some days are just too much. Everything crawling up too high and burying Eddie where he stands. Days where he just can't handle it anymore. Needs a break. Some care. A little softness.

It's been one of those days. 

The car Eddie’s working on just doesn’t want to run right and he heard a customer whispering to his boss, Jimmy, about his scars. Assuming it made Eddie someone untrustworthy; ‘you really want him in your shop Jim?’. 

Jimmy set them straight but it really set Eddie’s teeth on edge. They’re not in Hawkins anymore, but sometimes, it feels like he never got away. Still a suspect. Still a freak

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fuctacles

A tale as old as time

For @subeddieweek Day 7 | M | 2696 | cw: age gap (about 25-30y difference, Eddie's age is not stated, Steve's aligns with canon) | camboy Eddie, transmasc Eddie, kinda sugar daddy Steve?, modern AU, simp Steve, virgin Eddie, chatfic, pre-anything

"Hawkins High '86? How old is this guy?" Eddie asks himself, his eyebrows raised. There is a letterman in front of him, a gift from one of his top subscribers. Hell, his top subscriber. His number-one fan, who was responsible for about half of his revenue.

He's opened a PO box recently, with no little amount of worry about what kind of stuff he might get. He only gave the address to his top subscribers but he knew that the ones with the most money were usually the most unhinged. He went to the post office with his heart in his throat but all he got was a set of lingerie, a toy, and the letterman he was now holding.

He tried not to think about what kind of people would pay for his content. As long as he was making money he didn't care. But now he got a piece of one of them in his hands. Staring back.

1986.

Meaning the guy must be nearing 60. Double Eddie's age. 

He tries to imagine that. An older guy, with wrinkles, maybe a beer belly, a gross old t-shirt, and his hand permanently in his sweats, beating it to his photos. 

It was gross. And in a way, alluring.

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“I don’t really know. I mean, I thought about it—”

“Over-thought about it is my guess.”

Eddie knocks his knee against Steve’s, slow motion beneath the water. “Oh ha ha, you’re so funny. Anyways, I thought about it a lot, yes, and I just… I trust you. You’re good, maybe too good to be true sometimes, but still good. I’ve thought up every scenario and I can’t imagine you hurting me in any them. I mean, shit, this sorta happened because I slipped into outer-space without warning and you didn’t just leave me on the floor like you could’ve, or taken advantage like you could’ve.”

Steve stares with wide eyes, tiny line emerging between his brows, mouth in the shape of a little O.

“Is this what I look like?” Eddie asks.

“Probably,” Steve nods. “Look, I’m glad you don’t think I’d hurt you because I would never, but why was that even a thought? What made you even dream up nightmare scenarios like that?” 

Eddie fashions himself a runner, an escape artist of sorts.

Run, run, run, as fast you can, and all of that. But even the best of the best eventually run themselves out and Eddie’s tired of running. Besides, the water is warm, the breeze is cool, and if there was ever time for Eddie to feel like a moment was just right, it’s now.

“Well, I told you a while ago. People haven’t always been the nicest to me, so of course I think of shit like that. Once you get chased out of town with fucking pitchforks, you start to assume everyone‘s out to get you, but I don’t…” Eddie swallows and stares down at his feet creating little whirlpools as they fidget beneath the surface. “I don’t think you are. You could’ve — so many times— and you haven’t. And at some point, I’ve just gotta take that at face value.”

 read the fifth and final chapter of sugar, we’re goin’ down here on ao3! @subeddieweek
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(steddie | explicit | 7.1k | tags: Modern AU, Sex Worker Steve, Virgin Eddie, PWP, Sub Eddie/Soft Dom | written for @subeddieweek | AO3 or complete fic under the cut)

As Steve waited in an impersonal hotel room for his new client to arrive, things began to feel a little off.

In truth, the term "client" there was somewhat unconventional. Three guys had hired him to surprise their friend Eddie on his birthday.

Just moments ago, Steve had received a text indicating that Eddie would be brought to this very room under the guise of retrieving his present. Unbeknownst to Eddie, Steve was supposed to be that present.

One of the trio, a younger man named Garrett or Gareth, had only half-jokingly suggested that Steve should greet Eddie wearing nothing but a bow around his dick. Thankfully, the others had vetoed the idea, calling it cheesy and lame and saying it would only scare Eddie off. Steve couldn't help but feel a little offended by that because the last time his dick had frightened someone away had been in high school. He had been her first and she had been too intimidated by his size. Other than that, he had never had any complaints, thank you very much.

He hadn't talked to them directly when they had asked for his services; that was Robin's domain. She handled the initial negotiations, background checks, and vetting of potential clients before Steve even learned of their existence. Trusting Robin's judgment, he assumed these men were legitimate. Yet, there was something off about the whole situation.

Their lack of experience with this kind of thing was evident, demonstrated by their inquiry about kissing etiquette like this was Pretty Woman ("you have to tell Eddie if kissing is not okay dude") and their less-than-tactful remarks. When Steve had entered the hotel room, one of them, whom they had referred to as Freak, had made a comment about Steve certainly not being Eddie’s type, prompting Garrett/Gareth to reply "Nah, he secretly likes those pretty frat boy types, he'd just never admit it".

But it had been the quiet, earnest demeanor of Jeff, the third man, that had given Steve pause. Jeff had pulled him aside with a solemn plea to be careful with Eddie.

"Hey, man, you seem like a nice guy, and your manager Robin assured us that you'd take good care of Eddie. Just. Be gentle with him. He acts tough sometimes, but he deserves someone to be sweet to him, okay?"

Steve had just nodded dumbly, thrown by the unusual request. Most of the time his clients booked him directly, and while some had asked him to fuck them soft and slow, Jeff's request had sounded different to him. As if there was something they weren’t telling him about this Eddie.

Perhaps the guy had been hurt before, scarred by a past relationship, and now he approached any kind of intimacy with trepidation. Steve had had a few women hire him to help them get over something like that, so it wasn’t totally unheard of. No men had, but then again, he had only been offering his services to men for a few months, so maybe Eddie was just the first of his male clients with these kind of issues.

If Eddie was indeed struggling with past hurts, then Steve was determined to make him feel cherished and desired once again.

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sub eddie week masterlist

Participating in @subeddieweek was a dream. I had a blast doing something slightly different (I won't lie, my normal writing habits are the opposite), and this will not be the last you see of some sub Eddie from me.

I chose to do this week as a series, so they are all connected and should be read in order from the first one. If there's any particular tag on ao3 that you do not read, but still want to read the rest, absolutely feel free to message me to get the gist of any plot points you may miss. I did try to keep it so that you wouldn't miss anything major just by skipping one, but there's obviously some stuff that's gonna happen in each one that's important to the next parts.

These are all 18+ / minors DNI.

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The best medicine

Steddie | E | ~5.6k | AO3 link

Sorry I'm a bit late with my last entry for @subeddieweek. This is like 90% non-sexual intimacy but tagging Explicit to be safe, for mentions of other sexual activities throughout the fic.

Featuring: Established Relationship, Dorks in Love, Dom/sub Play, Soft Dom Steve Harrington, Sub Eddie Munson, Good Boy Eddie Munson, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Non-Sexual Submission, Non-Sexual Kink, Tickling, Laughter, Kink Discovery/Negotiation, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Safeword Use, Subspace, Aftercare, Light Angst, Fluff, Steve Harrington is a Sweetheart, POV Steve Harrington, Minor (past) Eddie Munson/Original Male Character

Warning: Bad BDSM Etiquette (in the past and NOT between Eddie and Steve)

Eddie’s on the bed, shirtless, hands bound to the headboard with soft leather cuffs, with Steve hovering above him. It’s not even the first time they’ve used restraints; but the mood tonight is different, soft and unhurried. Steve takes his time exploring his boyfriend’s body, his touches slow and feather light, while Eddie squirms beneath him in what Steve initially mistakes for eagerness. It’s only when his fingernails brush the soft skin above Eddie’s right hip, and his boyfriend lets out an actual high-pitched squeak, that the pieces click in Steve’s head. “Now what do we have here?” Steve grins down at him playfully. “Someone’s ticklish, huh?”
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That’s a wrap on #SubEddieWeek! Thank you to everyone who contributed and to all the readers and RB’ers.

We’ll be sticking around to continue sharing all submissions, so please keep sharing your work as you finish it up.

We finished this week with 89 fics in our collection and so many art pieces and threads/posts here and on twitter! That’s insane! So much hard work went into all of these pieces so please give them all a look.

You can find our AO3 collection here.

And please scroll through the SubEddieWeek tag and check out our masterlist to see all the wonderful stuff people have done.

And stay tuned in case we decide to have any future events!

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- nsfw, age gap, rockstar Eddie, drummer steve

Eddie should not be wearing a plug here.

It’s stupid. It’s reckless. But that inner voice that led to decades of being stupid and reckless says it’s fine, it’s just for Eddie. Steve doesn’t have to know, unless he wants to find out.

It really is just for Eddie. It’s more for confidence than kink. It’s a trick he learned back when he was still getting comfortable on stage, back when he could still handle the fast life. Started way back when he was a teenager, dear old dad made sure to turn his talent into cold hard cash.

Now here Eddie is, way too many years of coping with drugs and never any therapy later, retired rockstar doing the whole studio owner mentoring baby rockstars thing. Someone’s gotta keep rock and roll alive so long as Eddie’s still kicking.

So the first thing that comes with years of being stone cold sober is realizing he spent too much time on the road and in the closet, not enough time growing roots so he’d have someone to settle down with when he stopped being so afraid of it.

The second thing is a dick that doesn’t work half the time because maybe if someone told him doing drugs would land him limp-dick at 40, he would’ve stopped sooner. The third thing is that he’s going to die alone with his floppy dick and trust issues.

So with the wild life Eddie lives nowadays, it’s no surprise that a couple smiles and smooth words from a good looking young drummer sent him into a spiral.

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runninriot

written for @subeddieweek

Sweet Thing

rated: E | tags: Client Eddie Munson, Pro Dom Steve Harrington, restraints, sensation play (nipple clamps, pinwheel), 18+ content | snippet, complete fic and tag list on ao3

He shouldn’t have favourites. Shouldn’t feel drawn more to one than to others. They’re all equal, all deserve the best (worst) treatment. It’s a job, a very unusual one but a job nonetheless. He’s here to serve, to execute what he’s being paid for – to make secret fantasies come true and not to succumb to his own.

But ever since the curly haired angel stepped foot into his dungeon some months ago, Steve found it hard to keep it strictly professional.

There is something about that man, Eddie, that messes with Steve’s head in a way he can’t really explain.

He’s good-looking, with dark ink scattered all over his pale skin. Slender but with defined muscles in his shoulders and arms. Has strong thighs, an ass that looks much too biteable, and he has these big, round puppy dog eyes that are especially pretty when they’re red-rimmed and teary.

Eddie is really something to look at and maybe that is why Steve is so hung up on him.

Thankfully, he’s good at pretending.

Can hide the fact that – although not in a physical sense – each session with him is as fulfilling for Steve as it is for the beautiful man currently splayed out on top of the latex sheets.

It’s a real treat to watch him writhe and shiver, his muscles tense from the enormous effort it takes for Eddie to try to hold still.

He fails miserably, can’t keep his arms and legs from instinctively tugging at the restraints keeping him bound to the bed.

Steve leans in close to Eddie’s ear, lips purposely grazing the shell to let the vibration of his voice tickle his skin.

   “Didn’t I tell you not to move?”

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Written for @subeddieweek, day six.

No Slack

Prompt: Bondage/Public Sex | Word Count: 1904 | Rating: E | CW: Gagging, Light Choking, Unprotected Sex | Tags: Established Relationship, Post S4, Eddie Munson Lives, Belt Fetish Play, Blowjob, Semi-Public Sex, Bondage, Sub Top Eddie, Dom Bottom Steve, Boys in Love

The party is still raging beneath them, the music too loud, with the dull roar of everyone talking, yelling, over it. Doors slamming up and down the hallway. Feet pounding on the stairs. Noise, and people just on the other side of the closed door that Steve leans against, but hasn't locked. 

Eddie eyes the lock, the door knob, until his eyes are drawn elsewhere. 

Steve is sliding his belt out of his jeans, slowly. So fucking slowly, inch by inch, and Eddie is on his knees, totally naked, waiting. Watching, intently. 

Steve's belt is finally hanging loose in his fist, a promise, and Eddie's eyes are glued to Steve's big hands as he pulls the leather strap through his fingers. 

Eddie squirms. 

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Day 6: Bondage

"Like it"

wc: 1.9k | rated: E | tags: Sub Eddie Munson, established relationship, rimming, pleasure dom Steve Harrington, chubby Eddie Munson, feederism kinks, public foreplay, humiliation kink

written for @subeddieweek <3

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‘Ugh’ Eddie groans, rubbing his stomach as much as he can with his wrists tied. 

Sleepy and satiated, he’s bound together with his own bandana.

Steve’s eyes had been gleeful as he did it, as if he’d just come up with the idea, and thought it was his best one yet. Eddie had gulped, presenting his wrists and squirming as the fabric wrapped around him. 

But he was used to it now. Forearms managing to massage the new chub at his stomach, doughy and close to kissing his thicker thighs. His body showing all the signs of their new relationship. Something passing between them after the upside down. Once they were safe and comfortable they just seemed to melt together. Showing each other the freedom to explore things they never thought possible. 

Eddie was allowed, for the first time in his life, to indulge. 

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