I have been on this Hellsite Nearly a Decade.
stereobone asked:
I just wanted to say that I love your steddie art so so much. It’s absolutely gorgeous. Got me giggling and kicking my feet fr. Thanks for sharing it
aww thank you so much!!! here’s more doodles of the goofs
Love how ADHD, autism and schizophrenia objectively have the same amount of traits and experiences in common, but schizophrenics aren’t welcome in the metaphorical club house because they’re bad for the image the neurodivergency movement is currently trying to capitalize on and with “love” I mean fuck y'all
Schizophrenics are neurodivergent, too.
Once more, for the people in the back:
Schizophrenics are neurodivergent, too!
And being neurodivergent doesn’t make you immune to being ableist. If you’re all for disability rights until someone is schizophrenic, then stop saying you’re for disability rights. Because you’re not.
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steddie alt dads but it’s just gareth and eddie being goblins
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I’m listening to TIMEZONE (timezone) by Måneskin, and I frankly require a fic or something with Eddie on his way to another gig or something in another country and realizing he just wants to be with steve and immediately getting on a plane to go back to him.
op this isn’t perfect and definitely isn’t 100% what you asked for, but something about this POSSESSED me and i ended up writing something for the first time in 3 years so i hope it’s ok!
Leaving everyone at the gate had been one of the worst experiences of his life even if he knew he should have been ecstatic.
Corroded Coffin was finally getting at least a little of the recognition they deserved. They’d been invited to a festival through a cousin of Gareth’s that would last two weeks. They were only openers and in one of the early time slots, but it was more than they’d ever accomplished in Hawkins.
Eddie had been over the moon about it when Gareth first came to him with the invite. It wasn’t until the words “it’s in the UK” left his mouth that Eddie started to worry. He’d finally graduated last year, and with the summer of ’87 rapidly approaching, he knew everyone in the band would want go. But it was expensive and even if Eddie really wanted it, he knew it would never happen. All the money Eddie had went straight to Wayne, and he refused to ask for any of it back.
Oh my god??? This is incredible, I’m so honored that you wrote this for my prompt after 3 years of not writing.
I love that the band is in agreement about going back to Hawkins so Eddie doesn’t have to pick between them and Steve
And more than that I love the way you wrote that dynamic between Eddie and Steve before and after Eddie realizing his feelings for Steve!!!! Repressed Steve and confused Eddie to Enraptured Steve and frankly very brave Eddie that was such a beautiful confession
Anonymous asked:
Eddie using the TikTok sound “girl dinner” but instead of showing actual food, it’s Steve.
It’s a compilation of videos of Eddie zooming in and out on Steve while he’s unknowingly being stupid hot spliced in with the occasional video of him being an absolute dork.
Like,
Girl Dinner: Steve lifting weights during his workout. His hair is a little messy and he’s a little sweaty, but he’s got a determined look on his face and his biceps are bulging as he curls the weight in. He looks almost directly at the camera when he realizes Eddie is watching him and winks.
Girl Dinner: Steve effortlessly and efficiently replacing the tire on Diane’s daughter’s car after she popped hers hitting the curb a little too hard.
Girl Dinner: Steve – hairy chest out, old scars on display, damp – walking into the bedroom after taking a shower in nothing but the towel around his waist. The actual video is muted so you can’t hear what Steve is saying but you can see him shoot Eddie fingerguns.
Girl Dinner: Steve taking a hit off Eddie’s vape and making a smoke circle when he exhales. He looks so proud of it after.
Girl Dinner: Steve carrying Ozzy across the parking lot at the pharmacy because it’s one hundred degrees and the asphalt is hot.
Girl Dinner: Steve running down the sidewalk on his way back home after his nightly run. It’s slowed down so you can see the exact moment Steve sees Eddie at the end of the driveway because his eyes light up and he smiles. You can also see the exactly moment that his foot goes out from under him right before he crashes into Eddie and the Tiktok loops back to the start of the video.
Later, Eddie posts a TikTok where he was clearly in the middle of explain what his last video meant because Steve has a perplexed look on his face when he says, “You’re not a girl though so how am I considered a ‘girl dinner?’”
“Because you fill me.”
Steve’s face twists up, “Eddie, that’s disgusting.”
“Fill my heart!” Eddie replies. “With love and happiness when I see you, you pervert.”
Surprise
Prompt: Cake | WC: 311 | Rated: G | For @steddiemicrofic
“Shit,” Eddie swears, looking down at his cake batter. “Shit, bitch, and balls.”
He’s been trying to bake all afternoon - key word trying. But now that he’s at the end Eddie’s sure he’s fucked it. There’s no way cake batter is supposed to look like this. It’s definitely not supposed to have clumps like spoiled milk. And it’s wet. Maybe too wet.
“Fuck,” he curses again, putting his hand on his hips in a way that’s very Steve. He’d smile at the thought if his cake batter didn’t look like throw up. Maybe if he bakes it, it’ll all come right in the end?
What the hell is he talking about, there’s no way it’ll come right.
He picks up the pan, making to throw it out — when he hears the tell-tale sound of keys jingling outside the apartment door. Steve’s home early.
Fuck.
Eddie whips his head around, staring at the piles of dirty bowls, open packets, and the pile of cook books littering the counter. There’s no way he’s cleaning this up before Steve gets here.
“I’m home!” Steve calls out, sound echoing down the hall as he makes his way into the apartment. He reaches the doorway into the kitchen, eyes grazing over the mess, the cake tin, and Eddie, covered in flour in the middle of it all. He snorts. “Having fun?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Eddie says, tense, still holding the pan. “I’m not doing anything.”
“Uh huh,” Steve says, a smile creeping across his face. “And that’s not flour you’re covered in?”
“Cocaine,” Eddie shrugs. “Sorry to break it to you, babe.”
Steve laughs, eyes shining. “Does the coke fiend want some help?”
“Yeah.” Eddie deflates. Pouts. “It was supposed to be a surprise.”
“Well colour me surprised.” Steve says, leaning forward to kiss the pout off of Eddie’s face.
skfjsjfj does the coke fiend want some help i love when steve is a quick-witted fun n flirty bitch








