New WIP list as of 06/24/26! I've been posting almost all of these as tumblr ficlets with the intention to upload them to AO3 eventually.
Eddie leaves after Steve says something awful to him and Steve and Gareth worry about him: Part 1, Part 2
Steve has a hard time saying no to sex even if he doesn't want it, and worries Eddie will leave him if they don't sleep together: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
Wayne thinks Steve had something to do with Barb's death and is concerned when Eddie starts spending time with him: Part 1
Steve breaks up with Eddie for being an asshole about his interests and commiserates with Gareth, meanwhile Eddie tries to get Steve back: Part 1
Eddie can't get off without pain and Steve wants to help: haven't written anything for this yet but here's the rough idea
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Had a great drum lesson today!! We practiced different 16th note rhythms that we've been over before but just on their own on the snare/toms, and this time he had me try playing the rhythm on the hi hat and adding in snare on 2 and 4 and bass on 1 and 3 and then made it harder by moving the rhythm to the bass and doing straight 8th notes on the hi hat and snare on 2 and 4.
That last part was pretty difficult for me and I messed up a lot but it was fun! Like I was trying to solve a puzzle made of legs and arms.
Also I need you guys to know that my coworker apparently had an upset stomach and felt she needed to announce this to me and her way of doing so was to say that she "needed to make an emergency landing"
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Thinking of buying and installing a groundhog crossing sign because a whole bunch of them live right next to this road near my house and I'm tired of all the casualties :(
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson & Wayne Munson
Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Wayne Munson
Additional Tags: Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Suicidal Thoughts, Recreational Drug Use, Pre-Season/Series 03, Protective Wayne Munson, Eddie Munson Needs a Hug, getting together but neither of them realize it yet, Eddie's kinda messed up but he's gonna be ok I promise
Summary:
Eddie finds out he's going to fail senior year for the second time and handles it poorly. Luckily, Steve and Wayne are there to help.
“This isn't a little danger,” Steve says in a bitchy tone. “You could die.”
“Who fucking cares,” Eddie shoots back, and grins at Steve over his shoulder, showing all his teeth. He knows it makes him look crazy. Maybe Steve will get the picture and fuck off back home where he belongs. “You certainly don't.”
Steve stares at him. “Maybe not,” he says slowly. “But, uh, I kinda think you should?”
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Rating: E | WC: 5,326 | AO3
CW: suicidal thoughts, drug and alcohol use
Pairing: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson
Eddie's not gonna do anything stupid. He's not. But when he feels like this, like he has no future and he's going to spend the rest of his life living in a run-down trailer working a minimum wage job—well, it's kind of comforting to think that he could do it, if he wanted to. That there is something he still has control over, even if it's just how much longer he's going to be stuck on this shitty planet.
And today’s been one hell of a bad day, because he found out at school that he's not gonna pass, that his second attempt at a senior year has crashed and burned just like the first. He skipped out on the rest of his classes and got high in the back of his van and then he had to go home and break the news to Wayne and see the look on his face that said Eddie had disappointed him, again.
He wasn't mean about it. He didn't even tell Eddie how much of a disappointment he was, but it was obvious how he felt. Wayne had expected him to do better and Eddie had fucked up again and he was sorry, he was, but it didn't matter how sorry he was because that wasn't gonna change anything.
That ordeal over, Wayne goes off to work and Eddie feels like he's crawling out of his skin, bouncing off the walls of his tiny cluttered bedroom. He wants to break shit, he wants to yell and scream and punch the walls until his knuckles bleed, but instead he grabs a six pack and jumps in his van and drives out to the quarry.
When the weather's better, kids like to hang out here, throwing rocks over the edge and listening to music, but today is gray and chilly, much like Eddie's mood, and Eddie's got the place to himself. He parks and makes his way to his favorite spot, a smooth bit of rock that juts over the edge for an excellent view of the deep blue-green water below.
The quarry pit is huge, stretching out below him, and it makes him feel small. Insignificant. Somewhere across the way a stone dislodges and falls, the rattle echoing against the rock walls and startling a bird into flight from a nearby tree. It caws and flaps in a circle before taking off out of sight. Eddie feels oddly lonely without it, despite having been unaware of its presence just a minute ago.
He feels calmer out here, empty space all around him, legs dangling. It's a long way down. If he lost his balance and fell, that would be it. He pops open another beer and takes a long pull. It makes him dizzy, staring down at the rocks below. He sways closer to the edge and wonders vaguely how long it would take to hit the bottom. There's probably some way to figure it out, but Eddie doesn't know shit about physics.
He's three beers in and he's lost track of how long he's been out here, but dusk has settled firmly over the quarry when there's the crunch of footsteps behind him and a male voice tentatively saying, “Uh, are you—”
Eddie startles hard and nearly goes over the edge. His hands hit the ground next to him, grit and dust digging into his palms as he scrabbles to maintain his balance. His heart's pounding and sweat springs into existence in his pits. But he's fine. He didn't fall. He's safe on solid ground.
He scoots backwards on his ass until he's no longer in imminent danger and starts laughing, because it's fucking funny, isn't it, that it could've happened just like that, when he didn't even mean to, and then he can't stop laughing, bending over at the waist with his head in his hands, eyes watering, sides hurting.
The laughter finally drains out of him and he's left wanting to cry for some inexplicable reason. There's a lump in his throat that won't go away. He sniffs and wipes his hand under his nose and finds himself wanting Wayne with a desperate sort of longing that he doesn't understand.
The clearing of a throat behind him reminds him that he's not alone.
“Sorry, man,” someone says sheepishly. “I didn't mean to startle you. You okay?”
The voice is familiar. No way that's actually—
“Fucking Steve Harrington?” Eddie says, turning just enough to see Steve's bright swoop of hair and frankly annoyingly broad shoulders. The urge to cry dries up and disappears, replaced by a strong sense of irritation.
“Yeah, that's me,” Steve says. He sounds tense. “You shouldn't be drinking out here, it's dangerous.”
“Mmm,” Eddie agrees. “But what would life be without a little danger to keep things interesting?”
“This isn't a little danger,” Steve says in a bitchy tone. “You could die.”
“Who fucking cares,” Eddie shoots back, and grins at Steve over his shoulder, showing all his teeth. He knows it makes him look crazy. Maybe Steve will get the picture and fuck off back home where he belongs. “You certainly don't.”
Steve stares at him. “Maybe not,” he says slowly. “But, uh, I kinda think you should?”
