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Steve Harrington has always been a romantic. He spends his time in his head imagining possible futures with strangers, but one in particular has really caught his attention: the mysterious son of Wayne who comes to Baby and Me every week with his granddaughter Lucy.

When opportunity knocks, Steve is quick to suggest that this mysterious dad starts volunteering at the library. Enter Eddie Munson, a high school crush, and now Steve has to deal with the fantasy single dad he'd been imagining being real, in the library, and reading fantasy books to kids twice a week.

aka my fic for the @strangerthingsreversebigbang

Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson; Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington WC: 20k | T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Tags/Themes: Children's Librarian!Steve Harrington; Single Dad!Eddie Munson; Getting Together; Modern AU; Fluff; Fantasy/Daydreams Vs. Reality

It's been an absolute joy to bring to life @oriarts beautiful artwork please, please check it out here

And a very special thank you to @thefreakandthehair for beta-ing this for me, check out her stuff here

There's a snippet below the cut, but you can of course read the full thing now on AO3

Just Leave Everything To Me

Two more pics and a close-up from @spockfascinated‘s absolutely delightful fic, Just Leave Everything To Me for @startrekreversebang this year.

Working on this was so much fun like I cannot even begin to tell you -- I’ve been chomping for this fusion for a long-ass time, and it was worth every second of hoping and wishing to be paired with the wonderful @spockfascinated, whose writing effortlessly captures the humor, sincerity, and hare-brained-ness, and love that make Hello Dolly so special to us.

Fires broke out across Hawkins as Steve stared on in horror. They had made it to the ridge, and he could see emergency pyres starting to light along the wall. All you could hear were screams and the twang of weapons as muffled orders were shouted down the line. “They’re not going to get there in time…” Robin said in horror, standing beside Steve as they both looked at their home. She was right. Protocol indicated that all personnel would be at the gate where the Red Saints were, and only a small crew would be at the other entrances. The whole point of a wall was to ring the alarm, not to take on a swarm of infected who came out of nowhere. None of them had ever seen demo-bats either, they’d never had enemies that could just fly over the wall—Hawkins was totally unprepared. “We have to get in there…” Steve said, in a daze, as his feet started moving toward the town. “We need a plan, Steve!” Nancy yelled, following after him anyway. Steve wasn’t thinking about a plan. All he was thinking about were all those people locked inside the walls with nothing to protect themselves with. The kids, Robin’s mom, Nancy’s family, Hopper, Joyce, Dustin—you weren’t allowed weapons inside the walls.

my piece for @strangerthingsreversebigbang's The Last Strange Thing, a story by the wonderful @skepsiss