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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.

~(quick) Yuri Eddithan~

And chibi EdiJoni!! (still working on the name) to feed the people in my basement

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.

Guide: Gen-Mature | Explicit | prompts and gender tags | warnings

Ouch, why did I do that? by @orionchildofhades

tape | 667 | afab Eddie, past child abuse, internalised sexism (mention), stupid teenage decision

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

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. AO3

Steve honks his horn, letting Robin know he's outside. Normally he’d go ring the bell; but they’re already late and if Marissa Buckley answers the door they’ll never leave.

Less than a minute later, Robin bursts from the house in all her chaotic glory.

“Hey sorry! I couldn’t find my lip stick—you know the red one—, then when I did find it, I realized it was the wrong color for the top I had one but it’s 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!” She says in one long stream as she climbs into the passenger seat.

“It’s fine, Eddie said he’d have a table saved for us,” Steve shrugs as he backs out. “I just don’t want to miss anything.”

Eddie invited them to watch his band play at a bar in Bloomington. It wasn’t much larger than the hideout, but they were invited which is a huge deal.

“Yeah, yeah. We all know you’re obsessed with your boyfriend,” Robin teases.

“He’s not my boyfriend,” he groans. No matter how much he wishes it was true.

“Because you wont make a move!”

Ugh, he hastes when she’s right. It’s not like Eddie’s 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 can’t get clearer than that.

“I know okay! I’m just waiting for the right time,” he sighs.

“Better make it soon Steve. He’s not going to wait forever,” Robin warns. “It probably hurts his feelings that you’re dragging it out, too.”

Shit. He didn’t even think of that. Steve knows she’s 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.

It’s just a matter of time before Eddie gets tired of waiting; or worse, assumes Steve isn’t interested.

“Alright, I’ll ask him tonight,” he decides.

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!

Eddie & Chrissy • rated M • read on ao3

Written for @genderthings Transmasc Eddie Week

cw: dysphoria, medical talk, medical kink mention

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 doesn’t discriminate 🖤

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.

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. 

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. 

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. 

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. 

"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. 

Wayne on the other hand, doesn't have such qualms. His face turns stormy as his eyes set on Eddie. 

"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. 

The door slams shut behind him and he's determined to make it to his room until Wayne's angry voice reaches his ears. 

"Son." 

Eddie freezes with his hand on the doorknob. 

"I'm very disappointed—"

"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. 

"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. 

"Call me 'son' again and I won't even touch alcohol," he jokes in a snotty voice. 

This is for @genderthings Transmasc Eddie Week day 7 prompt "toys" and "childhood" | rating: G | WC: 689 | CW: transphobia, implied/referenced child abuse. Summary: Eddie never gets what he wants for Christmas until Wayne. AO3

If there was one thing Eddie hated more than anything in the world, it was presents.

He knew he wasn’t alone; lots of people don’t like the practice of gift giving. But usually those people were adults. Wives whose husbands got household appliances for their birthdays instead of the bracelet they asked for; or trust fund babies who wanted the newest Porsche but ended up with last year’s model. People who hated their jobs, but still had to participate in white elephant parties.

Not kids.

Especially not kids like Eddie. Kids who knew that Santa wasn’t real by the time they’re five because their parents took extra shifts every December to get them a used pair of shoes, and pretended it was magic.

Eddie knew he should be grateful when he opened a box on Christmas and found a toy instead of a necessity inside. And he would be… if it wasn’t always dolls.

Barbies usually, sometimes stuffed animals. There was one time he got a Ken doll, and for a second, he was really excited; until he realized it wasn't a GI Joe.

And he knew GI Joe were basically just dolls with guns. He knew that! But it was the principle of thing.

Barbies were for girls. And he was definitely not a girl.

Plus, the only thing on his “Santa list” for the past three years was a GI Joe. He'd even tried convincing his mom that Barbie needed a stronger boyfriend than dumb old Ken.

He didn't even have a job! How was he supposed to be a good boyfriend to Barbie if he was a bum? GI Joe had a whole career.

For a while there, his mom seemed to be on his side, nodding along to all his reasons for wanting one; but lo and behold, when he opened the gift box on Christmas morning, inside was another beanie baby. A cat this time.

“Wow! Santa really knows what little girls love, huh?” His mom smiled. Eddie hated being called a little girl. He’s told his mom every time she called him her daughter or little princess or whatever else. He knew better than to tell his dad.

Even though he hated the toy, Eddie still thanked his parents. With his dad already four beers in, it was better to keep quiet and not make a scene. The scar on his shoulder made sure he only had to learn that lesson once.

That night, Eddie wished on the North Star, begging for his parents to understand him; but, wishes on stars never come true.

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When Eddie was thirteen, his parents kicked him out. They never gave him a good reason, but Eddie could guess. He was too weird for them to handle.

Angry and bitter, Eddie shaved his head and went to the only other family member he had; Wayne Munson, his brother’s uncle. Unlike his brother, Wayne was kind. Gentle, calm, sober.

When Eddie talked, Wayne actually listened which freaked him out at first. Even when he used the right name and pronouns, it took a while for Eddie to trust it.

That was, until that first Christmas.

Eddie didn’t bother making a list, assuming he’d get some new pants or something he needed, if anything at all. He wasn’t expecting anything either, he’d only been in Wayne’s care for a month. Better to have no expectations than be disappointed.

“Here you go, Eds.” Wayne grunted, handing him a gift bag. “I ain’t good with wrapping paper.”

Hesitantly, Eddie took the bag, pulling the tissue paper out.

“No way,” he whispered. Excited as —well as a kid on Christmas— Eddie yanked the cardboard box from the bag. “A GI Joe!” Eddie stared wide eyed.

“I heard that’s all the rage with boys your age. Hope it’s alright,” Wayne shrugged. Unable to contain his joy, Eddie dove across the living room into Wayne’s arms, hugging him tightly.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” He shouted.

“No problem, son,” Wayne replied, wrapping his arms around the boy.

Son. Maybe wishes on stars did come true, they just took a few years to kick in.

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This year I'd like to focus more on gender identities and themes, meaning the prompt list will be shorter. Also, the character prompts would be broader, like: 'background character' or 'adult character'.

For those ambitious enough I may make the option to get two separate bingo cards, one with the gender prompts and one with characters, to mix and match between them.

Cards would be 3x3 like last year. One prompt from each category per work (so 2 prompts if one is a gender and the other is a character).

Pre-relationship Steddie • rated G • read on ao3

For @genderthings Transmasc Eddie Week 🖤

Appliance repairman Eddie, single dad Steve, kid fic, pronouns, cuteness

Eddie grumbled to himself as he parked his work van on the street. He’d had to take this call as Jeff was ‘under the weather.’ Which he knew really meant he was ‘violently hungover.’

He rang the bell after doublechecking the address and the door was quickly answered by a small child.

“Hello? Is your grownup home?” He asked, trying to subtly peer behind the kid.

“Maybe,” the kid answered.

Eddie nodded. “You’re right, I’m a stranger. Um, your grownup called to have your washing machine fixed?” He fumbled with his phone for a moment, feeling the intense stare from the child. “Ah, is Steve Harrington here?”

Finally he heard footsteps from inside the house, and an adult called, “Yes, let them in, Emerson.“

Emerson squinted at him, but allowed him to pass.

“Great guard dog you have there, Mr. Harrington,” Eddie laughed, shaking the man’s hand.

“Ah, just Steve is fine. Thank you for coming on such short notice. I’ve been trying to YouTube things, but you know,” he shook his head, grimacing.

“It’s usually better left up to the professionals, I’m afraid. They make it complicated on purpose, so you just buy new ones.”

They all stood a bit awkwardly inside the dining room until Eddie shifted uncomfortably, finally looking around like the washer might be running around loose.

“Oh, sorry, it’s just this way.” Steve led him to a small laundry room off the kitchen.

He looked down at it like he’d seen it for the first time. It was covered in magnets and drawings and school papers. “Shit. I’d meant to take those all off. The fucking fridge isn’t magnetic, can you believe that? So I had to let Emerson put them somewhere, they were inconsolable.”

“They? Is there more than one?” He looked around again.

Steve looked stern for a second, slowly explaining, “No, Emerson has decided to go by they/them pronouns. Your company came very highly rated, and you had a rainbow flag on your website, I thought-“

“No, sir, sorry, no offense meant. I apologize. I'm-" He swallowed, still strange about outing himself even though this guy seemed fine. "I’m not usually the morning guy, and I apparently left my brain in my bed.”

This seemed to instantly calm him, and he bent down to carefully take all the papers from the front of the washer.

“I’ll leave you to it, then.”

Eddie sighed, putting his bag down and trying to keep himself from bashing his head against the wall.

Steve and the kid weren’t far away, it sounded as if they’d settled in the kitchen just a few feet away.

“Kiddo, there’s a pirate sword over here, can it go somewhere else?”

Eddie snickered into his shoulder as the kid responded, “The pirates must’ve left it there! I can’t move it!”

“Well the pirates need to come back quickly and get their weapons out of my kitchen,” Steve calmly answered.

There were little footsteps across the kitchen and Eddie’s heart warmed further when he heard a quiet, “Thank you.”

As Eddie was sprawled on his back fighting with the drum of the machine, a head popped into his space.

“Hey kiddo,” he greeted, knowing at least that was safe as Steve had used it. Eddie had already forgotten the kid’s name.

The child, Eddie guessing about four or five, peered into his tool bag, finding and quickly snatching a work glove from it and declaring, “This’ll turn me into a Go Go Power Ranger!” They jumped around for a moment, waiting for some response, Eddie assumed.

“Oh wow, I know about those,” he said reverently.

“Yeah, but not for real life,” they continued. “The real life ones is in the TV.”

Eddie held back a smile, nodding seriously. “Of course.”

He continued ‘hmm’ing and agreeing as the kid kept on this explanation of the powers the gloves would give them as he poked around in the washing machine.

“Oh, ew.”

“What’s ew?” The kid pulled out a step stool out of nowhere and was peering into the drum with Eddie.

Frowning, Eddie wasn’t sure how to phrase what the issue was. “There’s, well, a mysterious gunk in your washer.”

“Probably from the aardvarks that destroyed the mall,” Emerson nodded conspiratorially.

He laughed, finding himself starting to agree automatically. “No, like, for real life.”

It took a few minutes, but he was able to dislodge the mess.

“Mr. Harrington?” Eddie called out into the kitchen.

“Yeah?”

“I found what was wrong with your machine, it uh, well I’m not really sure what it is,” he held up the tangle of florescent colored rubber noodles, which were all also covered in hair, lint and some other slimy substance.

“Oh, babe,” the man sighed, making Eddie’s heart stop. But then he realized the issue.

Emerson was hiding behind his hips, quietly crying.

“I’m sorry,” they hiccuped. “You told me we had to wash them!”

Eddie watched silently as Steve knelt down and hugged them, comforting them and got them up onto a stool at the counter.

They shared a quick knowing glance between them and Eddie quickly disposed of the evidence and started cleaning up in the laundry room.

“It’s okay, kiddo. No harm done, and next time you’ll remember the washing machine is only for clothes, right?”

Emerson nodded emphatically, still sniffling and a bit shaky.

He sat in the stool next to him, leaning in. “Hey, you wanna know a secret?”

The kid looked up with his big brown eyes and gave a short little nod.

Eddie looked over at Steve, making sure he was listening too. “You know, I’ve been going with he/him pronouns for a bit, and I thought they were the right ones. But I think you’ve inspired me to go they/them. Do you think that would be okay if we both had them?”

Steve smiled as Emerson quickly agreed.

“Thanks for everything, Eddie,” Steve started as he walked them out.

“Of course, Mr. Harrington.”

“Steve,” he corrected again.

“Steve,” Eddie repeated. “Hey, could you do me a favor?”

He looked a bit confused but Emerson came to the doorway too. “Sure.”

“Ask me my pronouns?”

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For @genderthings Transmasc Eddie week day 6 prompt "Corroded Coffin" | rating: T | wc: 887 | cw: mentions of periods and period sex (no actual sex). summary: 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. AO3

They started the annual boys trip tradition the summer after Corroded Coffin disbanded.

It was too hard to make a name when Gareth was still in high school and Jeff’s parents insisted he go to college for a “real” job. Bear decided to take over his dad’s tire shop and Eddie pursued a solo career.

He’s actually been pretty successful. But even as they went down different paths, the four boys swore to remain friends.

The first trip was Chicago. Then New York, Miami, Houston, San Francisco; this year they’re in Nashville.

It wouldn’t be Gareth’s first choice; but, Eddie talked it up a lot when he performed here a few months ago. So, of course the others wanted to check it out.

One thing he didn’t mention was how fucking hot it is; the humidity is making his already frizzy hair even worse. Even in their air conditioned hotel room, Gareth feels like he’s drinking every breath. Sharing the room for the next week is going to be miserable, but that’s all part of the fun.

“Do you think Eddie has a spare hair tie?” He asks Jeff, who’s laying splayed out on the floor. He’d ask Eddie, but he’s in the shower.

“Probably. His bag is the gray one,” Jeff replies, pointing across the room.

Groaning, Gareth shuffles to the bag, unzips it, and digs around until he finds Eddie’s toiletry bag. Excited to get his hair off his neck, Gareth up ends the small bag. He expects the toothpaste, curl cream, and sunscreen. What he doesn’t expect is the handful of plastic tubes on the bottom.

Furrowing his brows, Gareth picks one up curiously. Why the hell did Eddie bring these?

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Steam follows Eddie out of the bathroom as he opens the door. Refreshed, he’s ready to show his friends the best restaurant in Nashville.

Bear’s asleep on one of the beds, Jeff lays starfish style in the middle of the floor, and Gareth… is digging through Eddie’s stuff.

“Whatcha doing there Gare-bear?” Eddie asks, raising an eyebrow.

“I was looking for a hair tie, but I found these,” Gareth turns around, holding a handful of tampons. Eddie’s eyes widen and his cheeks heat.

“Oh,” he squeaks, voice cracking.

“Dude what the hell! Why would you bring these on a boys trip?” Gareth asks, incredulously. Why is he mad about this?

“Why were you in my bag?” Eddie throws back. Trying not to panic, he wraps his arms around himself protectively.

“Dude, what’s your problem?” Jeff groans from the floor. “It’s not like Eddie can control it, stop being a douche.”

Eddie sighs, grateful that at least one of his friends isn’t suddenly a huge asshole. He bumps Jeff with his foot in thanks.

“Oh he totally can. None of us ever try to get lucky on these trips. Why can’t Eddie keep it in his pants?” Gareth replies, crossing his arms.

Huh? Now Eddie’s really confused. Before he can ask what he means, Bear sits up obviously woken up by the argument.

“Oh gross!” He shouts. “That’s disgusting, no offense Eddie.”

“None taken, very few want to earn their red wings,” he wiggles his eyebrows, making Bear groan.

“What are red wings?” Now it’s Gareth’s turn to be confused.

“Sex and head while someone’s on their period. No kink shame, but it’s not a thing for me. I’m not one to turn it down, but I’m not seeking it out, you know?” Eddie says no longer embarrassed. “Plus I probably won’t start this trip, I just like being prepared.” He shrugs, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Start what?” Gareth asks, putting everything back in Eddie’s bag.

“Gare, honey. What do you think those are?” Eddie finally asks, fully convinced there’s a huge misunderstanding.

“They’re tubes of lube, right?” He replies.

A snort escapes Eddie that he tries to smother even as Jeff and Bear burst out in loud laughter. “What? What’s so funny?!” Gareth stomps his foot.

“Those are tampons, Gare. Kind of the exact opposite of lube,” Eddie explains once he’s not choking on his own spit.

“Wait why do you need…” Gareth trails off, his face turning an alarming shade of red. “Shit, I forgot that you…” he buries his head in his hands.

There’s no way Eddie can hold back this time. Tears run down his face as he laughs until his stomach aches, unable to breath through it.

Once he calms down a little, he pats his friend’s shoulder reassuringly.

“I’m flattered that you forgot I have a uterus; and, I’m also pretty concerned that you don’t know what a tampon looks like. But rest assured, o matter what, the boys trip is still a sacred ‘don’t get laid’ zone.”

“Not that it’ll be hard for you if you think that’s what lube looks like,” Bear chimes in, tossing a pillow at Gareth. With a groan, Gareth relents, laughing at his own expense.

“Now that Gareth proved he’s never looked under a girlfriend’s sink, can we go eat?” Jeff asks.

“Hell yeah! There’s this awesome barbecue place that has crazy good mac and cheese,” Eddie grins, jumping to his feet and pulling on his shoes.

“I still need a hair tie,” Gareth says. Eddie yanks one off his wrist and flings it, nailing him on the nose.

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For @genderthings transmasc eddie week day 5 prompt: T-Dick | rating: E | wc: 906 | pairing: steddie summary: Eddie comes home from tour. Steve greets him at the door. AO3

The tension in Eddie’s shoulders dissipates as he pulls up to the house he shares with his family. It feels like forever since he’s been home. Don’t get him wrong, Eddie loves touring with the band; but he misses his boyfriend something fierce.

“Finally,” Chrissy, his best friend and manager, groans as she stretches her arms above her head. “Do me a favor, don’t come to the pool house for like three days.” She finally stopped dancing around her feelings and moved in with Robin a month before tour. Eddie can understand why she’s just as eager as he is to get home.

“Ditto for the house,” he snorts, bumping her shoulder lightly.

“Wayne’s there, too!” Chrissy says as if Eddie could forget.

“Nah, I got him and his boyfriend a hotel for the week. I didn’t want him to over hear anything,” he grins, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Well, I guess we’re all getting lucky,” Chrissy laughs. Eddie scrunches his face in disgust and throws himself from the car.

“Get out of my car, you perv!”

With another laugh at his expense, Chrissy heads through the side gate to find her beautiful bird. Eddie on the other hand, bounds up the front steps.

“Honey, I’m home!” He calls out. Movement catches his attention and he pivots quickly. His reward is an arm full of Steve. “Hey, gorg—mm!” Eddie’s interrupted by Steve dragging him in for a searing kiss.

This is for @genderthings Transmasculine Eddie Week event Day 5. Prompt: "T-Dick" | Rating: E

Eddie cannot stop checking out how his body has changed