Mscryptix - So Beautiful You Overflow

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Lol I'm posting the first few paragraphs of the HOTD fic I'm writing so I feel compelled to continue

Resentment burned like an inferno in the Aegon's chest. It was a feeling the youth had never seemed to grow used to, and one he knew no other means of quenching other than with goblet upon goblet of Arbor Gold, Dornish Strongwine, hells, even piss-weak spice mulled hippocras from the Reach. It mattered little the varietal, so long as it eased the resentful fire in his gut and dulled the echo of his mother's voice, which had long since burrowed deep into his psyche.

"Disgrace."

"Drunk."

"Lout. Lech. Rake."

Those were the easiest to drink and fuck away. There was always a waiting bottle to uncork, a wet hole to claim. By right he ought to be free to explore the life of a libertine. His lot was to enjoy everything a prince's station had to offer without the obligations that would be his sister's, the princess's royal. As his rotting father refused to let anyone forget, she was rightful heir to the iron throne. She would be Queen of the Andals, the Rhoynar, the First Men, Lady of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm.

Alas, his mother and scheming grandsire would allow him no peace. Even in solitude they remained with him, words repeating. And so he drank, and fucked, and ate, and did precisely as he pleased. Perhaps he thought to spite their machinations. Certainly he acted as he desired to.

It was not long before his inner tormentors expanded their vocabulary.

"Smell-Feast. Hogling. Glutton."

"Fat."

It's not much but it's honest work

Hello, I have had a shit health week, clawing my way out now but feeling like dirt n death. If anyone would like to send chubby!Eddie or chubby!Steve asks I’m here. Or send anything at all ! - I’m feeling like a slimy hermit right now.

Need something to get me through the upcoming clean-a-thon that comes from neglecting a household for 3+ days 😭

ArgyleShirtSupply!Anon again

Just read the Steve knitting ask 🥺🥺 guess the theme of the moment is clothing

Because I also just had a thought - Steve constantly measuring Eddie for horny gremlin reasons

But also Steve is such a mother hen and caregiver and wants the best for the ppl he loves

So he’s got these measurements - might as well put them to some use

So takes up some basic sewing - helping Eddie patch up the holes in his pants from chin rub and fixing split seams and letting stuff out

Saving Eddie money and from having to get rid of clothes he loves on such a constant basis

Eddie feeling touched and so loved by his boy

That said, that’s only the treatment certain clothes get, the absolute favourite clothes of Eddie’s, other clothes are *ahem* favourites in other ways and destined to be happily destroyed by his big boyfriend’s growing bod

I am an absolute slut for clothes bursting 🥵🥵

Imagine the two of them wanting to do like an instant weight gain scene with each other so little "seamstress" Steve uses a seam-ripper to loosen the back seam of a pair of old jeans so that they burst when he bends over, nicks the collar of an old shirt so that it starts to run and can easily be torn apart. And all of this so that they can play act Eddie blimping in front of their eyes overflowing his clothes growing fatter and heavier, wondering if they'll be able to stop it... wondering if they want to stop it.

Or another scene where baby dom Steve wants to show Eddie what a fat pig he's been, and show him how he's been eating himself out of all his clothes. Forcing Eddie to jump and bounce and struggle to fit his 3XL body into his old M clothes

Ughhh it's all so good 🤤🤤

Will still never get how anybody could think Eddie Munson is a music snob. Dude was wanted for murder & grand theft auto, and was still headbanging his heart out to CCR. Like, genre is but a preference.

Heyyy, it’s me again ArgyleTShirtSupply!Anon and oooh boy okay it’s a long horny one

Feeling a bit bad at making Steve so seethingly jealous, and Eddie so out of the loop, fun as it is

But gotta say I’m loving your addition of a spiteful stuff n fuck like *chefs kiss* Steve falling asleep, feeling victorious against his (complete non-)rival Argyle, just smiling and spooning Eddie, hands cradling a warm full n fat belly, smiling all smug to himself like “Take that Argyle!”

But anyways - Wanted to throw the guy a bone (heh. pun) so:

Argyles once again in Hawkins and there’s a big cook out at the Byers-Hoppers place and everybody’s there, catching up

AND Argyle has come back to Hawkins bearing gifts!

There’s money & goods exchanged and then the expected reunion of the two-lost-halves-of-one-soul type thing Eddie and Argyle seem to do each time (with a chuckling happy Jonathan on the sidelines) after each long stretch apart

BUT Steve is cool! There are no eyes rolled here! Steve, after a (week long) pep talk from Robin, in anticipation of an incoming Argyle, is trying his best not to sour Eddie’s time with his friend or make said friends hair stand up on the back of his neck whenever they’re all sharing the same space

So Good & Nice Boyfriend Steve Harrington is out in full force. He can hear Robins voice in his head: “Civility Steve! I KNOW you can turn that charm on like a light switch when you put your mind to it”

So the gang has a good time hanging out and Steve’s sheepishly admitting to himself that he maaay have been a little over the top hostile towards Argyle previously. Guy seems fine. He’s on thin ice, but he’s fine

But..what PARTICULARLY helps this time though, is the unforeseen perk of Eddie getting a whole new set of t-shirts, sight unseen - meaning Steve now gets a front row seat to his own private fashion show, backstage and access all areas

After parting from the gang Eddie asks if they can go back to Steve’s tonight. Steve’s parents are out of town but more importantly is the lack of (what Eddie deems) adequate mirrors at the trailer, and if Eddies gonna examine his new merch, perfect his *LOOK* Steve, he wants a good full body view, and Steve’s parents’ guest bedroom has those huge-ass almost floor to ceiling mirrored closet doors, just made for this sorta thing

So that’s how Steve finds himself in the designated role of dutiful boyfriend, lazing on the guest bed, going through the motions of flicking thru one of his moms magazines, really not ever putting eyes to page coz…

Now. Eddie’s not even trying to be sexy right now coz Eddie’s a focused perfectionist about these sorts of things, can be a bit vain about his style, he’s always particular about the minutiae of his obsessions like D&D and metal, and he’s been deprived of merch that actual fits for so long, so he’s actually absorbed in his own world, keenly assessing his new haul, accessorising and examining himself head to toe in the mirrors

Eddie’s asking Steve his opinion and throwing out some questions intermittently but usually Eddie’s drawn his own conclusions already and they’re mostly rhetorical and not requiring intellectual input from Steve and thank fuck coz Steve does not have the blood flow to his brain right now to say anything intelligent

Because the show Eddie doesn’t even realise he’s putting on for Steve…it’s obscene

Eddie had shown uncharacteristic restraint at the get together tonight (read- only ate enough to serve like 3 people) anticipating trying on his new goods he’s been looking forward to, which just means instead of the stuffed taut belly Steve had expected tonight, Eddie is deliciously squishy, soft and wobbly and set compleeetely a jiggling by every bit of movement trying on clothes entails. Steve is hypnotised

And god Steve is getting an absolute eyeful. Floor length mirrors, with Steve sat lounging behind his double wide boyfriend, he’s getting a complete show of all this movement in 360 degrees

Just….Eddie’s big lower belly shifting and wobbling, dipping low enough to meet the top of his chunky thighs everytime he leans over to grab out a new shirt from the bag. And then- pulling the shirts down over his belly likewise sets his whole body a quivering. The shimmy he has to do to get them over his wide beefy shoulders

The way Eddie has to work a t shirt down over his belly, it’s like a 3 move process to totally pull down shirts to cover the expanse of his gut and then the way he rubs his hands down his belly to totally flatten them into place, palming his sides and creating the subtlest of belly jiggles (the shirts’ll still cling and work their way into the dip in his side rolls & love handles at the end of it anyway and Steve is so weak for all it)

Every motion of pulling off a shirt sets his every inch of his creamy skin a jiggling side to side, up n down, and godddd Eddie’s just so creamy soft all over

And then again with the bending down to pull out a new shirt and with the bending over, forcing Eddie’s belly to contort into extra new rolls, his gorgeous tits sitting big and pretty up top, dipping with him when he goes back into the bag

And then there’s that Eddie is also changing in and out of different pairs of pants and jeans he brought with him anticipating trying on his long awaited new shirts, seeing which ‘fits go best together and ALLLL of Eddie’s pants are tight, no exception, so there’s So. Much. Jumping! involved in getting them on and that ass is shaking so violently. Then there’s the wiggling side to side shimmy to slide the tight pants off his chunky ass n thighs and fuuuck his plump boys whole body has not had a moment to stop it’s movement thru all this, there’s always something Steve zones in on

And Eddie does this thing where he physically lifts up his bellyhang and sort of collects it up and rests it on his forearms to really leave his hands free to force his pants buttons closed and once zipped up there’s that cascading release where his gut surges and bounces back out to its true size over the top of his pants. A true top tier favourite motion of Steves

Like god he knew Eddie was big but sometimes it hits him just how big and just how fat he is, he’s just so wide and plush, he’s twisting this way and that and the shirts are new but when Eddies buttoned his jeans under his over hang there’s still so often a delicious sliver of doughy belly that slips into view under the hems as he twists this way and that

Then there’s when Eddie’s shirtless and unfolding and refolding his shirts - the way his bulging pudgy upper arms are pushing his tits together, creating this fleeting excess cleavage, pushing into his neck, only for them to then be drawn apart by gravity when his arms shift out again, rinse repeat…fucking crazy

Steve knows all these little subtle domestic moves off by heart from watching Eddie get dressed countless times, feels kinda lame for how he’s a total slut for all of these movements even though they’re just these totally nothing, thoughtless mundane details to Eddie, he’s just putting on clothes for christ sake! but it’s just..Eddie!! And he’s never seen these motions all repeated over n over for a such prolonged period of time like this, Eddie constantly pulling these movements, so many times over and over and over and over and over….

Steve is going to die. RIP Steve Harrington, cause of death terminal horniness

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I didn’t really know how to finish this but I guess Steve just snaps and goes a bit feral and eventually pounces coz geez Eddie your boy has kept himself so so well behaved and he’s needed you to absolutely bodily smother him through to the other side of the mattress since like 10 outfit changes ago

ArgyleTeeShirtSupply! Honestly, what can I do but post these without comment. They're all so good. Maybe I'll put a few additional cute comments on the last one 😁

Everybody, please enjoy three amazing additions to the T-Shirt idea from 👕anon

Alice Cooper, Elvira and Rob Zombie (1992)