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Stevie's yearbook photo! She's never put a picture in her heart-shaped locket even though she wears it every day.
I got a new brush set and I'm loving it. Making fan art again has been so refreshing. I even joined the steddie big bang (got my top pick too). Eddie's coming soon!
The matching Eddie yearbook photo! No way was Wayne spending money on the photo prints, so she could make whatever unhinged face she wanted (that the school would print, that is)
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And chibi EdiJoni!! (still working on the name) to feed the people in my basement
How.. COME I haven't posted in a week? Why didn't you tell me š .
I have 3 big sketches for Eddithan and 1 for Steddithan, this week with my finals has been a total pain in the butt. So yeah, this is a mini art dump, things I've done this whole week.
I'll tryāreally tryāTo finish at least one. I have Vampire Eddithan, season 5 Eddithan, An Eddithan Comic... GOD IT'S ALL EDDITHAN!!! oh and Steddithan ofc.
But anyway, see ya' next weekāEddithan CEO out š¤
Thanks everyone for participating in Transmasc Eddie Week!
We got 19 works, with 2 of them being fanarts. There are only 2 explicit fanworks and while there is some Steddie, we mostly focused on Eddie and his(/her) platonic relationships.
Check the fics and art out below or in the Ao3 Collection.
Eddie Munson's Helping Hand by @felixir-of-moths | Eddie&Gareth | T
egg, first time, tape | 2k | strangers to friends, pre season 4, found family, coming out, light angst, unsafe chest binding, wound care
Sleep Over by @mugloversonly | Steddie | G
Tape | 541
Eddie spends the night at Steve's for the first time.
Captain Freak by @orionchildofhades | Steddie | G
Freak | 1529 | Pirate AU, transmasc Eddie, lesbian Chrissy, Freaks and proud (the word freak is used as an insult but Eddie and his crew are proud of it)
Deep End by @mugloversonly | Steddie | G
Top Surgery | 901
Eddie gets top surgery. Steve is his nurse.
Tangled by @orionchildofhades | G
hair, gender euphoria | 449 | transmasc eddie munson, mention of past gender dysphoria
Something he already is by @felixir-of-moths | Eddie&Al | T
tattoo, hair, gender euphoria | 2k | misgendering, tattoos, kid Eddie Munson, not so bad parent Al Munson, light angst
Through Someone Else's Eyes by @mugloversonly | G
Gender Euphoria | 556 | No romantic pairing in this one
Eddie wears a binder in public for the first time.
siren call. by @orionchildofhades | Steddie | T
Transfem Eddie | 1040
Silver Hairbrush by @mugloversonly | G
Sike it's a girl, hair | 534 | mention of parental death
Eddie remembers her mom as she gets ready for bed.
[Fanart] Eddie in his bathroom by @alicetallula
Top Surgery, Tattoo
[Fanart] Getting to know you by @mugenmoon | E
T-Dick | Eddie cannot stop checking out how his body has changed
Welcome Home by @mugloversonly | Steddie | E
T-Dick | 906 | Eddie comes home from tour. Steve greets him at the door.
Nashville Heat by @mugloversonly | Corroded Coffin | T
Corroded Coffin | 887 | mentions of periods and period sex (no actual sex)
Gareth, Jeff, Bear, and Eddie are on their annual boys trip. While searching in Eddie's bag, Gareth finds something he's never seen before.
Service Call by @stevesjockstrap | pre-Steddie | G
Appliance repairman Eddie, single dad Steve, kid fic, pronouns, cuteness
Eddie's First Christmas by @mugloversonly | G
toys, childhood | 689 | transphobia, implied/referenced child abuse
Eddie never gets what he wants for Christmas until Wayne.
Like Father by @fuctacles | Eddie&Wayne | G
Wayne | 409 | misgendering | Transmasc Eddie, supportive Wayne
Boots by @mugloversonly | Steddie | T
Gender non-conforming | 1149 | steddie, platonic stobin
Eddie invites Steve and Robin to see his band play a gig. Steve is not prepared.
(Im)moral Support by @stevesjockstrap | Eddie&Chrissy | M
dysphoria, medical talk, medical kink mention
Eddie goes for his annual gynological checkup and brings Chrissy along. Normal banter and some planned misuse of medical equipment.
For the last day of @genderthings Transmasc Eddie Week Day 8 prompt: Gender non-conforming | rating: Teen | wc: 1149 | pairing: steddie, platonic stobin
summary:
Eddie invites Steve and Robin to see his band play a gig. Steve is not prepared.
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Steve honks his horn, letting Robin know he's outside. Normally heād go ring the bell; but theyāre already late and if Marissa Buckley answers the door theyāll never leave.
Less than a minute later, Robin bursts from the house in all her chaotic glory.
āHey sorry! I couldnāt find my lip stickāyou know the red oneā, then when I did find it, I realized it was the wrong color for the top I had one but itās my favorite so then I had to change my shirt, which meant I had to change my whole outfit, then before I knew it you were here!ā She says in one long stream as she climbs into the passenger seat.
āItās fine, Eddie said heād have a table saved for us,ā Steve shrugs as he backs out. āI just donāt want to miss anything.ā
Eddie invited them to watch his band play at a bar in Bloomington. It wasnāt much larger than the hideout, but they were invited which is a huge deal.
āYeah, yeah. We all know youāre obsessed with your boyfriend,ā Robin teases.
āHeās not my boyfriend,ā he groans. No matter how much he wishes it was true.
āBecause you wont make a move!ā
Ugh, he hastes when sheās right. Itās not like Eddieās sending mixed signals or anything, either. Just last week he gave Steve a mixed tape full of first date songs with All you have to do is ask written inside the jacket. It canāt get clearer than that.
āI know okay! Iām just waiting for the right time,ā he sighs.
āBetter make it soon Steve. Heās not going to wait forever,ā Robin warns. āIt probably hurts his feelings that youāre dragging it out, too.ā
Shit. He didnāt even think of that. Steve knows sheās right. And Eddie has no shortage of options; guys and girls alike flirt with him whenever they go out. Every time Eddie turns them down politely, always with a little side eye at Steve.
Itās just a matter of time before Eddie gets tired of waiting; or worse, assumes Steve isnāt interested.
āAlright, Iāll ask him tonight,ā he decides.
The bar is packed. Steve doesnāt know if itās because itās a Friday night, or if itās Corroded Coffin. They have been making some waves in the underground Metal scene. Maybe more than any of them have realized.
āSteve!ā Eddie calls from across the room, gesturing wildly to an empty table.
āThat must be us,ā Robin grins and heads over. Steve sends Eddie a thumbs up and watches him disappear behind a curtain before grabbing drinks from the bar.
āCan I get a vodka cranberry and a pint of whateverās on tap,ā he asks when the bartender approaches.
āComing right up,ā she smiles.
The lights flash a five minute warning just as Steve takes his seat.
āBeer,ā he says setting the drink down in front of Robin, keeping the other for himself.
āYouāre such a country club mom,ā Robin laughs. Steve just shrugs, sipping his spicy juice happily.
When the lights go down, Steve turns his focus to the small stage. A loud guitar riff echos out of the speakers.
āHello Bloomington!ā Eddie shouts into the mic as the stage lights up. It takes his eyes a second to adjust, but when they do, Steveās jaw drops.
Eddieās outfit was so different from his normal clothes, and even his usual stage outfit. He must be dressing to impress. Itās certainly working on Steve though he doesnāt think heās the target audience.
A long sleeve mesh crop top, under his battle vest, leather shorts that barely cover his ass, thick black eyeliner, and silver jewelry; all seem to make Steveās brain short out. And if that wasnāt enough, thereās about three inches of creamy thigh before Eddieās shoes start.
Massive black platform boots with belts and silver buckles down the side. He counts four chains on each one. The chunky heel has to be at least eight inches tall.
Steve has no idea what songs the band played. Itās as if he saw those boots and blacked out, because the next thing he knows, Eddieās thanking the crowd.
āYouāre drooling,ā Robin whispers, handing him a napkin. With a glare, he snags the napkin, cringing when he wipes his face. Was he seriously slobbering all over himself? Talk about embarrassing.
Eventually, Eddie comes out to greet them. Fans stop him along the way, which Steve knows is still new to him. So, he doesnāt interrupt, just watches the band sign tapes and shirts. Eddie writes his name on a set of impressive tits before finally bounding over.
āSo, what did you guys think?ā He asks.
āAmazing as always. Love the threads,ā Robin replies when itās obvious Steve hasnāt regained his brain function yet.
āThanks! I found these at a thrift store and just couldnāt resist,ā Eddie grins, throwing a leg onto the seat to show the boots off more closely.
Robin says something back but Steveās too distracted to pay attention. The long line of Eddieās leg extends way further than normal, his shorts ride up even more; and Steveās body reacts.
āWant a drink?ā Steve finally spits out, dropping his hands in his lap to hide the evidence.
āSure,ā Eddie grins smugly. With a quick nod, Steve jumps to his feet. Turning to ask the other man what he wants, Steve finds he has to look up. Heās never seen him from this angle before, usually Eddieās shorter than him. Holy shit.
āUh, doā what doā uh,ā he mumbles.
āYou okay there, Stevie?ā Eddie asks, leaning down to be heard.
āIām in love with you,ā he blurts out. Eddieās eyes widen and Steve feels his cheeks heat. āI didnāt mean to say that. I mean, I meant it in general, I just didnāt mean to say it right now.ā
Eddie purses his lips and his brow crinkles, like heās doing his best not to laugh in Steveās face. Robin on the other hand, has no problem cackling at his expense.
āYou broke him!ā She snorts, holding her sides.
With a smoldering look, Eddie steps further into his space. Every step he takes, Steve takes one back until his back hits the nearest wall. Eddie throws an arm over his head, boxing him in.
āWhat if I said Iām in love with you, too? What then?ā Eddie asks, so close his breath caresses Steveās lips. And Steve⦠whimpers. Honest to god, whimpers.
āPlease kiss me,ā he whispers.
āDonāt have to tell me twice.ā
Steveās eyes slip shut as Eddieās lips touch his. Itās soft and sweet, not nearly as dirty as he expected; and for some reason, that sets his blood on fire more than anything else.
āGo on a date with me, tomorrow night?ā Steve gasps when they break apart.
For @genderthings's event dedicated to the one and only Transmasc!Eddie \o/
Day 01, prompt: egg | first time | tape
Eddie Munson's Helping Hand
2k | Eddie Munson & Gareth, strangers to friends, pre season 4, found family, coming out, light angst, unsafe chest binding, wound care
Here's a snippet!
Finally alone, Gareth lets out a sigh of relief and rummages through his bag to find the roll of duct tape.
He rummages through his bag to find the roll of duct tape.
He rummages through his bag āĀ where's the fucking tape?
"No, no, no, no," Gareth throws everything out of his backpack. HeĀ mustĀ have take it ā he knew he'd have to redo the whole thing after P.E., heĀ mustĀ have put it in his bag after binding his chest this morning ā some rogue pens and pieces of lint scatter at his feet, a few coins, a d20, a fucking Lego piece, "no, no, comeĀ on!" he groans at the emptied bottom of the backpack.
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Eddie goes for his annual gynocological checkup and brings Chrissy along. Normal banter and some planned misuse of medical equipment. Everyone get your bits checked, cancer doesnāt discriminate š¤
When they walked into the gynecologist waiting room, everyone's attention was thankfully following a little toddler who seemed to be unsure if they wanted to be back in the bathroom with one parent, or in the waiting room with the other.
Eddie smiled at the kid, genuinely bemused as it toddled around his legs as he awkward skirted past to get to the window. The receptionist didn't look up as he approached the window, droning a, "Sign in and you'll be called," instead.
Eddie nodded and complied.
Chrissy had agreed to accompany him to his annual gynecology visit. He assumed everyone would either think he was the one along for moral support or they'd just not care.
After another minute, someone called out "Eddie?" He refused to make eye contact with the eyes who followed him, nodding again at the bored receptionist who handed him a clipboard and a pen, looking down as he walked back to his seat.
It was more fun before when he could pull off androgynous, to see the looks of confusion on the faces of strangers wondering about his parts. Now, the scruff on his chin and the rock and roll style ripped jeans and battle vest screamed 'man.'
Chrissy bumped his elbow slightly, raising her chin in a silent question when he looked over. He shook his head. He could fill out the paperwork. Maybe they'd assume he was an overprotective boyfriend or something.
He sighed at the forms, waiting for the dysphoria to hit him. But then he felt better as he got to circle 'male' as his gender and circled both 'male' and 'female' for recent sexual partners. By the time he got to his medications, he confidently listed his testosterone and birth control along with his anxiety meds.
He wasn't done filling out the forms when they called his name again, awkwardly he folded it over and grabbed at his belongings, only having to stoop once to fetch his phone as it plummeted off his lap when he stood. Eddie did look around then, out of habit, but no one seemed to be paying them any attention. He found he was mostly glad.
"Right this way," they were ushered back into a smaller room where he was weighed and annoyingly asked most of the questions he'd already written on the damn paperwork he still held. He took a steadying deep breath as he answered them as patiently as he could, the very adorable nurse frowning at her computer instead of him eased his nerves a bit.
The entire wall across from his chair covered in Christmas and birthday and baby pictures made his head hurt, unable to focus on any glossy face for long.
"Okay, we're going right across the hall here," the nurse finally guided them. Without looking at either of them she continued, "Strip waist down and she'll be in."
Chrissy giggled at the face he made as the door snicked shut.
"Shut up," he grumbled, eyeing the tiny paper covering helpfully folded onto the exam table.
"No time for foreplay, I guess," Chrissy continued, crossing her legs and folding her hands on top of them, the picture of ease since she wouldn't be the one in the stirrups.
Together they both looked at the instruments laid out on the counter. "You think we could keep some things?" she mused.
Eddie threw his jeans at her, laughing. "Watch out Chris, your medical kink is showing."
Before he could actually sit his naked ass onto the exam table, the door was being knocked on and opened.
"You ready?"
"Uhhh," Eddie started, but then shrugged. "I mean, nothing you're not going to see in a second anyways."
They all chuckled as the doctor leaned against the counter, letting him shake out the paper square to cover his modesty for a minute. "Just here for your annual?" She skimmed down what he assumed was an abridged version of his chart.
"Yep."
"And who did you bring for the show," she looked at Chrissy.
"Friend," they said together, making them all laugh.
Eddie helpfully added, "There was an attempt to date once, but some things aren't meant to be."
"I don't like labels," Chrissy added. "And Eds doesn't do anything permanent."
"Except for tattoos. Plus, it's more fun just to have someone who knows how to get you off who you can't get pregnant."
Chrissy glared at him, but the doctor laughed, genuinely. He'd always liked her.
"Everything good on that front? No big side effects?"
Eddie shook his head. "Nothing warranting any changes." They'd finally settled on a birth control that gave him fewer periods a year without making him miserable in other ways. He leaned back, thinking. "Hungrier, harrier, and hornier, but that's all fine by me."
"Alright then," she nodded, moving to grab gloves off the wall holder. Approaching his torso, she instructed, "Shirt just up, hands above your head." Feeling around the scars of his nipples made him tense, and she asked, "All good?"
Eddie nodded. "No pain, I just think my nerve endings are still trying to decide what to feel."
He breathed through the gentle rearranging of his legs into the stirrups, briefly wondering what they did do with the speculum after it was used, but he didn't even have a chance to tease Chrissy before the doctor was pulling away, instructing him in a bored tone that, "No news is good news, see you next year unless you need anything."
He thanked her and Chrissy helpfully tossed his jeans back at him.
On the way to the car, idly bickering about where to go for lunch, Chrissy wiggled a handful of plastic at him, making a crunchy noise.
"When the fuck did you snag that?" He asked, incredulously.
"The entire cabinet is full of the things," she shrugged. "And you take forever to tie your damn shoelaces. Do you still do bunny rabbits?"
"Shut the fuck up," he shoved her so she had to stop and pivot around a him to avoid falling into the road before calmly rejoining his strides.
"Be nice or I'll play doctor with someone else," she teased.
"Ohhh you finally going to shoot your shot with Heather? You think she's as freaky as she seems?"
Chrissy giggled, actually blushing. "God, I hope so."
For the last day of Transmasc Eddie Week @genderthings | Prompt: Wayne
G | 409 | Eddie&Wayne | cw: misgendering | Transmasc Eddie, supportive Wayne | Ao3
Wayne has been a great uncle, supportive of Eddie's weirdness even if he didn't fully understand it. Even if he keeps falling back on referring to him by name to avoid using any pronouns.
Sometimes Eddie feels like he's just patiently waiting for him to change his mind. To go back to being his unproblematic niece.Ā
Eddie hopes it will grow on him instead and Wayne will see him as his nephew one day. Maybe once he chops off his tits and grows a beard. For now he's just grateful for not being called a girl.Ā
At home at least.
By the time the officer walks him to the trailer, he's been called a young lady enough times for his eyes to start welling up.Ā
He's not sure if he wants Wayne to be home or not, but feels relieved when he opens up after the officer's harsh knock.Ā
"Mornin', Wayne. Found your niece selling drugs behind a bar."
Niece. Eddie sets his mouth into a thin line and refuses to show the hurt.Ā
Wayne on the other hand, doesn't have such qualms. His face turns stormy as his eyes set on Eddie.Ā
"What?"
"I like you, Wayne, and I know you're new to the parenting thing. So I'll let her go with a warning. But I won't be so nice the second time."
Wayne nods, his mood not changing. "Appreciate it, chief."
They shake hands and the officer motions at Eddie to go inside.
"I better not see you out there again."
"You won't," Wayne assures him, since Eddie pushes into the trailer without a word.Ā
The door slams shut behind him and he'sĀ determined to make it to his room until Wayne's angry voice reaches his ears.Ā
"Son."Ā
Eddie freezes with his hand on the doorknob.Ā
"I'm very disappointedā"
"You called me 'son'."
Silence settles between them, with Eddie too ashamed of his tears and too scared of what he will see on his uncle's face to turn around.
Eventually, Wayne clears his throat.Ā
"Well, you are my son now, and I don' want you following your father's footsteps. This is not what being a man is about."
Slowly, with his head down, Eddie turns and walks straight into his uncle's chest.Ā
"Call me 'son' again and I won't even touch alcohol," he jokes in a snotty voice.Ā
"Hell nah, son," Wayne snorts, giving him a slightly awkward hug that Eddie immediately returns. "We're having a beer."Ā
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