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Fixating On Stucky. And Solangelo. And Steddie.

@estrellami-1

Star (she/her), 23. estrellami is my ao3 come find me!

I just realized I don’t have one of these, so…

Star’s Writing Masterlist

First in the list, obviously, is my ao3. No surprise there, I feel.

Then there’s the Fics I’ll Never Write mini-series here on Tumblr: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7

Tumblr minifics:

Marvel (mostly Stucky): 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7

Soft Touch Baby: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | Eddie’s POV | Song | ao3

And there’s this short work about my abuela, this poem about my abuela, and these random poems. There’s probably more somewhere but I don’t have the time to look through my entire Tumblr right now.

And, of course, my Fluff Fic Masterlist… Part 1.

Enjoy!

I need stories where Steve accidentally outs himself because he's unable to resist the opportunity to make a terrible bi joke please

Very very short but I hope it makes you laugh!

It was something Robin had heard first, from a friend of a friend of a friend, or some kind of second cousin. She had told Steve, who loved it and immediately looked for any chance to use it.

The problem was, he couldn’t use it on her. Because she was the one who’d told him about it. She’d laugh, sure, but not the way it deserved.

He was in Eddie’s van, the two of them making a last-minute grocery run before their weekly movie night. Typically Eddie went alone, before Steve got there, but Steve had gotten to Eddie’s trailer a little early that night and Eddie had been running late.

Eddie pulled into the parking lot, swung into a spot, and turned the van off. Steve snorted. “Wow, dude, did you even check how you parked?”

Eddie frowned. “What? It’s straight!”

“It’s about as straight as I am,” Steve fired back, too excited to finally have a chance to use the joke that it had come tumbling out before he remember the fact that he hadn’t previously been out to Eddie.

Silence filled the van as Steve searched for something to say, anything, until-

Dude,” Steve said, affronted. “Are you laughing?

Eddie waved a hand at Steve as he tried to get his giggles under control. “Sorry, sorry- fuck, man, do you think about what comes out of your mouth?”

“About forty-two percent of the time,” Steve admitted, grinning. Trying to release the last little bit of anxiety.

“You know what I hate?” Eddie said suddenly. “The joke wasn’t even worth that. Y’know? Like-”

“Fuck you, the joke was perfect.”

“-maybe later. It was decent, I’ll give you that, but it didn’t deserve the amount of laughter I gave it. It wasn’t that good.”

Steve blinked at him, a smile tugging at his lips. “Maybe later?”

Now it was Eddie’s turn to gape like a fish as Steve laughed. “C’mon, man,” he finally said, taking pity on the metalhead. “Let’s just get our stuff.”

And if Eddie quietly fumbled his way through asking about Steve’s orientation, and if Steve found a label proclaiming the contents were “Bigger!” and covered everything except the first two letters, and if Eddie almost choked on his laughter… that was between them.

And Robin, the next morning, when Steve arrived at Family Video with a smile playing on his lips.

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Alright bear with me here I’m running on far too much caffeine and far too little sleep and I’m ready to fight god. Or you fuckers.

I’ve heard talk about shipper sending some… less-than-pleasant notes to Grace Van Dien, the girl who plays Chrissy Cunningham in Stranger Things.

That’s fucked up.

Ship who you want to ship; I don’t care. Personally I prefer Steddie but I see the appeal of HellCheer. But the second you start sending nasty letters? The second you start sending death threats?

You’ve gone too damn far.

You’re no better than Billy Hargrove. You’re no better than Tommy Hagan or Jason Carver.

But the thing is… you’re better than that. You have critical thinking skills that at least rival those of the four-year-old I watch. And if he knows not to blame someone for something they didn’t do, then you should be able to come to the same conclusion without us holding your hand the whole way there.

Quit being a mouth breather. Be better than that.

I know some of you hate when we baby Steve, but let me explain to you why I love to baby him, to have someone take care of him. I'm like Steve. I pretty much take care of everyone else, and I was pretty much the mom friend of my group. But with me, I spent so many years taking care of everyone else that I had forgotten how to put me first sometimes. A lot of times, I daydream about someone like Eddie, realizing that I care so much for other people, but there's no one there to do the same for me. I want someone to hold me, to hug me, to give me little forehead kisses, and just do something for me out of the blue without having to ask. I haven't been held or hugged in such a long time. I am SO touched starved. So, the reason that I like to baby Steve is that I see things in him that I see in myself, and I just want to be cared for in that way. I think Steve would want to be too.

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i'm sorry but this is fucking sending me

Everybody thank @madigoround for their beautiful beautiful brain and please keep in mind I’ve never been high. Nor have I been around anyone high for an extended amount of time. I don’t know what it looks like; as a result, if this is completely inaccurate… sorry.

Here’s how it goes.

Steve’s a therapist, and he’s mostly a good one, or so he thinks. So he’s been told. Got his degree and everything, but, well.

Nancy had called him an idiot too many times for it not to be true.

Robin’ nickname for him was dingus.

And right now, he felt like both of those.

Here’s how it goes.

He’s on his way to his office for a session. He hadn’t kept super great track of the timer on his last session, meaning they’d gone twenty minutes over by the time they ended, and he only had time for a quick bathroom break.

He was ravenous, passing by Eddie’s room, and saw a small jar of gummies.

Eddie wasn’t home.

That in and of itself wasn’t a problem; they shared practically everything but toothbrushes at that point, so he knew Eddie would be fine with him taking the gummies, especially given the circumstances.

He should’ve thought about why Eddie had gummies in the first place.

Here’s how it goes.

Steve had eaten a few handfuls, by his best estimate, before he decided to stop. He wanted to curb his hunger, not get rid of it entirely.

Another session goes by, and he’s feeling good, like he’s really getting through to his client.

He’s half an hour into his next client when he realizes what he’s feeling. “Shit,” he mouths, and turns to his screen. “Chloe? I’m so sorry, I have to go. We can make this up next week, though, if you’re available?”

“Oh,” Chloe said, brows furrowed. “Yeah. Um. Is everything okay?”

He flounders for a second before fixing a smile on his face. His professional smile, or at least he hopes so. “Nothing you need to worry about.”

“Oh. Okay. I guess, um, I’ll email you about next week?”

“That would be perfect. Thanks so much for understanding.” He sent her another smile before logging off and lunging for his phone, hoping against all hopes Eddie would hear it.

“Steve? Aren’t you working? Is everything okay?”

“Eddie.” He swallowed. “Y’know those gummies on your nightstand?”

“Fuck,” Eddie said quietly. “Tell me you didn’t-”

“Yeah.”

“Okay. Okay. Um, how many?”

“Like… twelve? Fifteen?”

“Okay. Could be worse. Could be better, but could be worse. Um… I’ll be home in twenty, okay?”

“What? Eds, no, c’mon, you’re working…”

“Yeah, and you’ve never had edibles before, Stevie-boy. Edible trips are different. I’ll be home in twenty. Ah… thirty. I don’t think we have many snacks left.”

“M’kay. You’re a good friend, Eds.”

Eddie chuckled. “Sure, Stevie. Hang tight, I’ll be there in thirty, okay?”

“M’kay.”

Eddie hung up, and Steve was left to try to remember what he was doing. Right. Clients. He sent out an email to his next few, saying he’d have to reschedule, before his fingers started feeling funny.

He looked at them, really looked, and watched as they rippled in the light.

A chuckle from the doorway dragged his attention away from his ripply fingers. “Having fun there, Stevie?”

“Eds,” Steve breathed. “I don’t think I’m real.”

Eddie smiled at him. It was a nice smile. “No? ‘S that a good thing?”

Steve shrugged. “‘S a thing.” He cocked his head. “You’re not smiling.” He smiles when Eddie did again, grinning when Eddie chuckled.

“You’re past the clouds right now, aren’t you?”

“No. ‘M with you. ‘Cept I don’t exist.” A sudden thought occurs to him; as sudden as a thought can when his brain is swimming in molasses. “If I don’t exist, I can’t kiss you.”

Eddie’s eyes widen. They’re nice eyes. “Is, uh, that something you want to do?”

“Yeah,” Steve breathed. “All the time. “Y’re so pretty.”

“Jesus,” Eddie muttered, and Steve giggled.

“Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.”

“That funny?”

“Mhm. ‘S a funny word.” His eyes widen. “Eddie. Eds. I’m hungry.

“I’m sure you are, Stevie-boy. Let’s get you some food, huh? I’ve got some chips for you.”

“Eddie.” This was serious. He needed Eddie to listen. “I ate some of the gummies from your room.”

Eddie chuckled. “I know. It’s okay. Though I bet you’ll think twice about it next time.” He knelt down in front of Steve’s chair. “Think you can walk?”

“I don’t exist,” Steve reminded him. “I can fly.”

Eddie laughed. “Not gonna lie, I’d kinda like to see you try. But as amusing as that would be, I think we should keep our feet on the ground, m’kay?”

“M’kay,” Steve agrees. “I’ll walk. I can walk. I’m walking.”

“Steve, pal, you haven’t moved.”

Steve frowned. “‘M not pal.”

Eddie chuckled again. “Sorry, Stevie. On second thought, why don’t you stay here and I’ll go grab the snacks?”

Steve gazed at Eddie. “You’re smart.” He poked a cheek that was quickly turning pink. “And pink.”

“Yeah. Okay.” Eddie stood abruptly, leaving Steve reeling from the height difference. “I’ll be right back, okay?”

“M’kay,” Steve agreed, tilting his head back to look up at the ceiling. He frowned. “The ceiling’s laughing at me.” Eddie didn’t answer, but that’s okay. Eddie was helping.

Eddie came back into his field of view, holding up a plastic bag. “I’ve got our snacks. Wanna join me on the floor?”

“Yuh-huh,” Steve said, and the next thing he knew he was waking up.

“What,” he murmured, lifting his head to look around. He wasn’t in his room, and the momentary panic abated once he realized he was in Eddie’s.

Like he’d been waiting for Steve to speak, Eddie spoke up. “Y’wake?”

Steve blinked. “Are you?”

Eddie hummed. “‘M fine. Remember last night?”

Steve wrinkled his nose. “Something about the gummies?”

“Yup. You ate a few handfuls. Called me before the full effect hit, which was good. Turned into a koala most of the way through the night and wouldn’t let me go. I dragged your sorry ass here and we both conked out.”

Steve groaned, rubbing a hand over his face. “Sorry, man. Feel free to ignore everything I said. I don’t even know what I said, but I know it’s awful.”

“Not awful,” Eddie said in that mild way he had that meant he was mostly lying. “I mean, you did say you wanted to kiss me. All the time. Apparently you find me pretty.” He grinned. “Any truth to that?”

Steve groaned, pulling his pillow over his head and wondering if he could suffocate himself. “Maybe,” he muttered, hoping beyond hope that Eddie would ignore him, leave him to die.

No such dice. Gentle fingers unclenched his from the pillow, pulling it off his face only to toss it at their feet. “Steve,” Eddie murmured, taking a breath. “I, um. Maybe think you’re also pretty. And maybe want to kiss you.” Twin smiles begin to grow. “I’m not saying all the time, or anything…”

“You’re so full of shit,” Steve told him, grinning, before pulling him in for a kiss.

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Rules: shuffle your 'on repeat' playlist and post the first ten track 🎶, then tag ten people 🍑

Tagged by @nburkhardt

  1. Worst in Me by Unlike Pluto
  2. 4 Minutes by the Glee Cast
  3. Oh No! by Marina and the Diamonds
  4. El Baile del Beeper by Los Reyes del Merengue
  5. MIss Missing You by Fall Out Boy
  6. Whine Up by Kat Deluna ft. Elephant Man
  7. Drive my Car by the Beatles
  8. Am I Wrong by Keb' Mo'
  9. Up & Down by EXID
  10. It's Been a Long, Long Time by Kitty Kallen, Harry James & his orchestra

good lord, some of these songs def show my age 😳 xD

i think most of the people i know of have been tagged, so i apologize if you get tagged for the millionth time

that's all i got! X-X

Thank you friend!

I’m gonna cheat a little because I’ve been listening to 5 James Arthur songs on repeat, then I’ll shuffle my typical playlist.

1. “Falling Like the Stars” by James Arthur

2. “Say You Won’t Let Go” by James Arthur

3. “Train Wreck” by James Arthur

4. “Recovery” by James Arthur

5. “Can I Be Him” by James Arthur

6. “All of Me” by John Legend

7. “The Way You Look Tonight” by Michael Bublé

8. “I Will Always Love You” by Whitney Houston

9. “On Fire” by Switchfoot

10. “Don’t Know Why” by Norah Jones

Tagging @thatonegreyghost @madigoround @nburkhardt @onearmedlegend and whoever else wants to be tagged ❤️

so are empathy links a thing from greek mythology or did riordan write himself into a corner with the no phones thing and decided his next best option was to make Percy and Grover literal soulmates

Percy and Grover literally feel each other's emotions, invade each other's dreams and can read each other's minds if they try hard enough....honestly guys there is an entire world of humor here that we're not taking advantage of

I have to do everything myself 😔

remember percy said boys and girls arent allowed to be alone in the same cabin? it makes me cackle that rule exclusively applies to only boys & girls when chiron literally taught achilles & patroclus in early chb and apparently it still never crossed his mind that one thing homosexuals sure have is audacity

Tagged by: @flowersonmymind1016 YAY YES. ANOTHER. *smashes beer on ground*

Rules: Tag 9 people you want to know better

Last Song: A Head Full of Dreams by Coldplay

Last Show: NCIS

Currently Watching: NCIS S9!

Currently Reading: The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

Current Obsession: Writing my fanfiction ‘I Knew You’ on AO3 and finishing a couple TV shows!

Tagging: @estrellami-1 @martianclown and anyone else who wants!

Ahhh thank you my friend!!! ❤️

Last song: “fingers crossed” by Elijah Woods

Last show: Brooklyn 99

Currently watching: Brooklyn 99

Currently reading: unless you count all the tumblr fics I’m on the tag lists for… then nothing. 😂

Current obsession: in a word? Steddie.

Tagging @madigoround and @thatonegreyghost ❤️

This is the Nugget of Friendship.

It is not given lightly. Yet I give it to you.

Yes. I mean YOU.

Now shoo.

Pass on the Nugget of Friendship.

Oh? A delicious nugget? Ty! 😋

Chicken nuggies for you:

And you:

And you:

😌

Omg needed a nugget at work today blessss fam!

Hope this nugget finds yall well!

-gasp- bless you 😭😭✨✨✨✨

I accept. Thank you darling ❤️

I pass it on to @doubledeckersofa, obviously, and @madigoround ❤️