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starryeyedjanai · 6 months

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@eddiemonth prompt: magnetic | kinktober prompt: sex toys sex shop worker eddie ficlet | rated: mature | read on ao3

Eddie's a little bored.

Applying to work at a sex shop was thrilling when he first thought about it - it felt a little risqué, helping people find cool new ways to have fun in the bedroom and having little anecdotes to come home and tell Chrissy or the band about.

But sometimes it's just really fucking boring actually.

Checking people out is still just checking people out like he would at a grocery store - with the sometimes added detriment of them being super weird or embarrassed to be buying whatever they're buying, some guys getting aggressive or defensive about their purchases.

And restocking shelves is still just restocking shelves regardless of the fact that he's putting dildos on the shelf instead of something else.

It's slow in the mornings on the weekdays that he typically works, and today, his coworker called out so that makes it even worse.

The best, or most entertaining, part of the job is observing people shop and trying to guess what they're gonna buy based on appearance alone. When he has coworkers working alongside him, they always play this game and see how close they get.

But today, he's alone and bored out of his fucking mind.

He's restocking some lube just to be doing something when the bell over the door dings, letting him know a customer just walked into the shop - the first one of the day.

He keeps shelving the lube from the box in his hands and hears the customer approach after a minute. He's expecting them to either try and get his attention or to retreat to a part of the store where there are no employees - people are sometimes weird about being perceived in a sex shop even if it's by the people who work there.

Instead he hears a voice he hasn't heard in years, a voice attached to a face that still haunts his dreams - his first crush, his longest lasting crush, inopportune as it was considering it was on one of the most popular guys at his school.

He hears Steve fucking Harrington's voice say, "Uh, 'scuse me, just need to grab this," and a hand - one veiny, hairy hand - reaches by him to grab one of the bottles of lube he just placed on the shelf.

Eddie looks over his shoulder and - god, Steve is just as devastating now as he was in high school, his hair tousled and perfect, his pretty face dotted with moles that Eddie wants to map out with his tongue.

Steve smiles and nods at him in acknowledgment and moves along to whatever his next item is, leaving Eddie to spiral in his thoughts as he moves to the cash register to ready himself for whatever items Stevie-boy brings up to the counter.

In his many, many fantasies about him, he never really struck Eddie as someone who bought or used sex toys.

The rumors in high school would have him believe Steve's a god in bed without the assistance of toys anyway. It's been years since they graduated, so maybe he's expanded his horizons or his girlfriend is into them or something.

Or maybe he's delving into kink the way straight boys sometimes do. Walking into a sex shop like they own it, thinking that buying a pair of fuzzy handcuffs and a bullet vibrator makes them the pinnacle of BDSM, a dom who doesn't even know what half the letters in that acronym stand for.

He's going through what Steve could be looking at based on where he sees him in the store on the antiquated security cam feed on the computer. He doesn't seem to be looking at the wall of BDSM for dummies in any case.

He got the lube Eddie was shelving- a water based one. And he's in the anal toys corner of the store.

Well, he'll be damned. Either Steve has a girlfriend who wants to try anal and he's looking for a beginning plug set to help her along or he wants to try anal.

Interesting.

The Steve Harrington of Hawkins High in Bumfuck, Indiana probably wouldn't have been caught dead in a sex shop and here he is, some odd years later, looking at butt plugs and flared vibrating dildos from what Eddie can tell from the grainy video feed.

He almost wants to go over and see if he can help him, learn more about what he's looking for, but hearing what his old crush gets up to in bed might spark a whole new set of fantasies for Eddie to revisit and can't put himself through that.

Especially with this new image of Steve he has in his head - the same lips he's fantasized about kissing a million times before, but on a face that's only gotten better with age. He's lost some of the softness in his face, his jaw strong and still so pretty to look at.

He was magnetic in high school, drawing Eddie's eye every time he walked into a room, his embarrassing crush making him glare at him more than anything, but now? Looking the way he looks now? He's a goddamn force of gravity and Eddie wants to get pulled into his orbit.

He wants to strike up a conversation, wants to talk to him, but he doesn't think he could handle walking up to Steve and learning what he likes in bed, so he just waits for him to get done shopping and watches him walk up to the counter.

Steve sets the items down on the counter and Eddie looks down at them, feeling a flare of heat spread through his body at the items before him.

"Hey, I know you from high school. Munson, right?" Steve asks, pulling Eddie out of his stupor.

"Yeah, uh, hey. Steve. I- Eddie," he says intelligently.

"Right," Steve says, pushing the lube forward trying to prompt Eddie into action.

He grabs the lube and can't seem to help himself when he says, "You know, this dildo isn't really for beginners. Unless you know what you're doing and have a ton of patience and, well- you are buying lube, so that's good-"

"I'm. Not a beginner," Steve says, interrupting Eddie's spiel.

"You- what?" Eddie asks, his brain still a little fried from seeing Steve fuckin' Harrington walk up to the counter with two bottles of lube - he went back for a second - and an anal dildo with a girth that's not dissimilar to Eddie's fucking fist.

"I'm definitely not a beginner. That's kind of a rude assumption, don't you think? Aren't you supposed to be impartial to what customers buy?" Steve asks, the grin on his face betraying the words coming out of his mouth.

"Uh, fuck. Fuck. I'm so sorry. I really shouldn't have said anything," Eddie says, cringing at himself. He normally wouldn't have said anything, but then again, he normally isn't face to face with the guy he's had more fantasies about than he can count.

"It's fine. I mean, you knew me in high school and that guy wouldn't have any clue what to do with this," Steve says, gesturing to the box with the dildo in it on the counter. "Luckily I'm not that guy anymore."

"Yeah, lucky," Eddie says wearily, grabbing the box and scanning it.

He wants to ask, 'So you know what to do with it now?' and then 'would you want to show me?' But both of those things would be wholly inappropriate to ask a customer so he clamps his mouth firmly shut, rolling his lips between his teeth.

The look on Steve's face says he knows what Eddie's thinking even without him saying it - the small smirk on his lips when Eddie looks up after finishing ringing him up is annoyingly attractive.

He tells him his total, running on autopilot and trying so hard not to think about Steve straddling the dildo he's bagging up for him and sinking down on it, eyes rolling back at the stretch. Fuck.

Steve hands him his card and Eddie swipes it and waits for the receipt to print before he hands it back to him along with his receipt.

Eddie's opening his mouth and putting his foot directly in it again when he says, "Good luck with your, uh. Jesus christ - please ignore me. I seem to have forgotten my brain to mouth filter at home today."

Steve laughs and asks, "Do you have a pen?"

"Uh, yeah," Eddie says, fumbling with the pen beside the register before holding it out for Steve. Their fingers brush as Steve takes it from him.

He turns the receipt over and writes something down on the back of it. He slides both the receipt and the pen back across the counter.

He says, "You seem like you might need some lessons in keeping quiet instead of running your mouth. I have a few gags that you might like. If you're interested."

Eddie's mouth drops open and Steve smirks at him. He grabs his bag from the counter and taps his knuckles against the counter.

"See you around, Eddie Munson," he says, walking away. He turns around when he gets to the door and finds Eddie still gawking at him. He waves at him and Eddie, in his stupor, manages to wave back.

Steve pushes the door open and leaves, the bell dinging again.

Eddie wheezes out the breath he was holding. He looks down at the receipt and finds a number scrawled on it.

He scrambles to pull his phone out and enters the number into his contacts.

He texts the contact saved as STEVE FUCKEN HARRINGTON 🍆🥵🔥 immediately, not giving a damn about how down bad that might make him look.

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chrisbitchtree · 3 months

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Money Can't Buy Me Love

For @harringrovelovefest Day 6!

Prompt: Can't Buy Me Love

T - 1k

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Nothing made Robin madder than knowing she was right, yet no one listening to her, which was why she was so frustrated that Billy and Steve hadn’t gotten together yet, despite her superior matchmaking skills.

She’d been friends with Steve for a few years now, ever since they’d been paired together for training shifts as newly hired employees of Scoops Ahoy ice cream shop back in their hometown of Hawkins, Indiana. It had first been a friendship of circumstance, but then they’d realized how much they had in common, and their friendship had intensified until they were inseparable.

She’d only met Billy the previous spring semester when they’d started studying together for their shared Stats class, but she could tell right away that he and Steve were perfect for each other. Where Steve was sweet and soft, a total romantic, Billy was gruff and brash, full of snark. They bickered over anything and everything any time they were together, but they had the whole opposites attract thing going on. Plus, Robin saw how they looked at each other when Steve would join them for a study session, or they’d all meet up to go to dinner or a movie. You could cut the sexual tension with a knife any time they were in the same room.

Robin wasn’t sneaky about her intent to pair them up, constantly telling them that they try going out on a date sometime, or at least bone each other, even if just to see if they were compatible with each other. She even tried to rope her girlfriend, Heather, into trying to persuade them, but she said she was staying out of it.

But try as hard as she might, Billy and Steve kept refusing, saying that neither of them were looking for a relationship right now, and were perfectly happy as friends. That seemed to be true, both of them members of the same rec basketball team, they worked out together, partied together, constantly featuring on each other’s Instagram stories, and if Steve wasn’t texting Robin, he was texting Billy. She just couldn’t understand why they wouldn’t want to take it to the next level and become the sickeningly hot power couple that they were destined to be.

After months of begging, she’d gotten desperate just before Valentine’s Day. She approached Billy and Steve where they sat across from each other in the cafeteria, sharing a massive plate of fries. “Ok, idiots,” she said by way of greeting. “What’s it going to take to get the two of you to take a chance on each other and prove me right?”

They both paused shovelling fries in their mouth to look at each other before turning their attention to Robin. “$20,” Billy replied, dragging a fry through the big blob of ketchup on the side of the plate. “Each.”

“Ugh, fine,” Robin sighed, pulling out her wallet and extracting two twenty dollar bills. She wasn’t exactly in a financial position to be handing out cash, but it would be worth it when these two boneheads fell head over heels in love with each other.

She handed them each a bill. “You can thank me later, you dumbasses.”

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Robin knew their date would go well, but she wasn’t quite prepared for just how well it would go. Three days later, on the morning of Valentine’s Day, she left her bedroom and went downstairs, entering her and Steve’s living room to find him on the couch, in Billy’s lap, making out super aggressively. Billy’s hands were down the back of Steve’s jeans, and Billy’s shirt was half off, Steve tweaking one of his nipples, and it appeared that they weren’t kissing so much as trying to swallow each other’s faces.

Robin cleared her throat and they both turned. She smirked at them, her hands on her hips. “So, it looks like I was right. You two are perfect for each other.”

Billy grinned at her. “We have to admit, we were both skeptical, but you were right. We’re made for each other. Look, we got matching tattoos.”

They both pushed up their shirt sleeve to show off what was indeed matching tattoos of a date. Upon further inspection, she noticed that the date was the date before. Holy shit, they were moving faster than she could have anticipated. “Ummmmm, what’s the significance of the date?”

“Our wedding day,” Steve replied. He held out his left hand for her to inspect the silver band encircling his ring finger. “We got married yesterday.”

Billy pulled Steve close and nuzzled his cheek. “We just felt like there was no point in waiting once we got together. It just felt so right to be with Steve, I wanted to lock him in fast. And we only have you to thank.”

“No, no, no, there’s no way. I take it back. You don’t need to be together. You’re too young to be married. There’s so much fun to have out there. You don’t need to settle down. Tell me this is some sick joke.”

Steve broke first, a grin spreading over his face. He started laughing, and it didn’t take long for Billy to join in. He licked a finger, swiping it down Steve’s tattoo, which thankfully started to smear.

“Oh, fuck you,” Robin shouted, walking out of the room to the kitchen. “Why the hell would you do that?”

Billy laughed. “Because it was funny. We’ve been together for weeks, Buckley. We just didn’t want to give you the satisfaction of being right. When you offered us money, it was too good to turn down.”

“Ugh, you guys suck. But I’m happy for you both. And pleased to hear that I’m right. Like I always am.”

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shares-a-vest · 18 days

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Prompt: Weed Delivery (Discord Drabble) cw: weed/drugs (obviously)

"Special delivery, my Brochacho!"

Eddie sets down his book and frowns.

"Great!" Steve beams, rubbing his hands together as he hops up from the next lounger over.

Eddie tips up his (Steve's) Wayfarers and finds his kinda-sorta definitely-no-longer-platonic crush-slash-semi-boyfriend greeting Argyle, who appears to be as ready for a pool day as they are.

"What is this?" he demands, incredulous, his eyes growing as wide as saucers when Argyle hands over a comically large bag of weed.

"Hey, man!" Argyle nods, waving – all smiles as if nothing is wrong.

"Eddie!"

He snaps to and is greeted by a classic Steve Frown and Bitchy Pout. Steve props a hand on his hip for added effect and Eddie grumbles.

"I'm your drug dealer, Steve!" he says, clutching a set of invisible pearls.

"No, you are not," Steve positively grimaces before he slips his fingers into his tantalisingly loose, flowing and open shirt pocket and produces some cash.

"But I'm your..." he stops himself, entirely aware that he sounds more than a little pathetic.

Argyle pats Steve on the shoulder, his hand lingering a far too long and Eddie can feel his shoulders tensing.

"Argyle is my weed guy now," Steve grins, flipping the bag in his hand like a goddamn football, "At least until he has to go back to California. Besides, I never bought drugs from you."

"Sure you have," Eddie smiles, defiant.

Argyle side-eyes them and turns away awkwardly to place his towel on the third lounger. He takes off his hat and tosses it too before he begins fashioning his hair up into some sort of updo with a scrunchie Eddie swears is the one Robin keeps here at Steve's house in the case of 'Hair Emergencies'.

"Pretty sure I never did," Steve retorts, tucking the bag under his arm, "I always bought weed from Tommy's cousin. Then when we stopped being friends I had to start buying from Keith's older brother and... Well, now that I think about it, he probably got his shit weed from Reefer Rick too."

"Excuse me!" Eddie shrieks, "I cannot believe what I'm hearing."

"Yeah, sorry, man," Argyle offers, stripping off his shirt now and yep – Steve is looking at the guy's bare chest, "The stuff you got here in Indiana is bad."

Steve nods in agreement, hypnotised by Argyle's soft but strong body.

Eddie flicks his (Steve's) sunglasses back down and settles back against his lounger.

"Cannonball, my dudes!"

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #argyle #argyle stranger things #stargyle ✨#stwgdailyprompt #lilys drabbles #cw weed #cw drug mention

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rogueddie · 9 months

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Ghost Steddie Fics

Important: READ THE TAGS! Also, leave a comment and kudos! These fics are amazing and I love them and I hope y'all do too 👻

That's one romantic poltergeist.

Appledagger

t's been three weeks. Everybody in Hawkins is coping in their own way and Steve Harrington is no exception. But coping might not be the word that describes what he is doing.

"Steve, do you believe in ghosts?"

Words : 94,643 Chapters : 17/17 Rating : Mature

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Sometimes You Scare me (but I Come around to You)

Capriciously_Terminal

Steve Harrington clearly had a thing about this abandoned mall. Which, like, fair. Most people probably had a thing about this mall. That was why the two of them were in said mall (let in by the real estate agent who spiked to camera each time they asked her cursory questions about if she’d seen anything or how many people had come in to poke around) poking trashcans and looking for ghosts.

Eddie’s looking for ghosts for the cash and the chance to take a photo with one to show Wayne. It would be the kind of thing Eddie would keep in his wallet (which was mostly empty because as it turned out ghost-hunting wasn’t great for cash).

Steve Harrington, meanwhile, is an enigma wrapped in tight little polos.

Words : 2,189 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : General Audiences

AO3 : x

Ever get the feeling that you're never all alone

Anonymous

When Steve goes to the old moldy girls bathroom everyone avoids to summon a ghost, he is hoping for a supernatural solution that will help him get over his ex.

The plan was NOT to fall in love with said ghost instead. Fuck.

Words : 9,041 Chapters : 4/4 Rating : General Audiences

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the ghost of you

MentallyUndone

Eddie has been seeing ghosts for a while now and there's one ghost in particular that has been incessant in seeking him out. It's almost like they think he's the answer to all of their problems, but you really can't bring someone back from the dead (even though they're always asking for the miracle itself).

Words : 2,272 Chapters : 2/2 Rating : Not Rated

AO3 : x

i met your ghost (he followed me)

hexiewrites

Steve Harrington was losing his mind.

At least, he's pretty sure that’s what was happening, considering he kept seeing the ghost of a boy he let die, and it was starting to drive him actually crazy, in the Pennhurst kind of way.

Except.

Except he’d also always been a little bit gullible, always willing to jump into danger, to look at a situation that probably would be crazy and instead of turning and running, to drive right in. So instead of dealing with the ghost the way one probably should (which is to ignore it and maybe buy some holy water) Steve does the opposite.

And Eddie Munson, who is pretty sure he is not a ghost, is, as always, really fucking glad he does.

Words : 30,267 Chapters : 7/7 Rating : Explicit

AO3 : x

A Ghost In Your Mirror Is Worth Two On Your Couch

ForevermoreNevermore

Steve has the unmitigated gall to not only haunt Eddie, but look pretty handsome doing it. He also maybe fills him on on the unimaginable terrors occupying the small town of Hawkins, but that's besides the point.

Words : 4,780 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Teen and Up Audiences

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Ghosts of Music Past

kissmejusttokissme

There is a ghost living in Dustin’s Garage and only Steve can see him.

Words : 1,714 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Teen and Up Audiences

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love is like ghosts

kkpwnall

They stand at the base of a short flight of stairs leading up to the old university library. From everything Steve’s read, it’s one of the most haunted places in Indiana… within a tank of gas’ drive… that would let them in after hours.

“It’s the witching hour,” Eddie says spookily. He’s come up behind Steve, pressing close and wiggling his fingers on Steve’s shoulders.

Steve huffs a laugh and starts double checking his pockets for his share of the gear. Something to focus on that’s not the way Eddie’s breath ruffles his hair and skims over his cheek, raising goosebumps in its wake.

It’s not like he doesn’t like the attention, the closeness, the physicality of Eddie. He does. Probably too much. Especially since they’re just friends. Steve knows he’s not special to be on the receiving end, it’s how Eddie is with everyone.

Words : 7,780 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Mature

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scar-crossed lovers.

througheden

He knows Steve won’t hear him, and imagines that he won’t feel him, but he hops down from the roof and stands in front of him anyways, directly between Steve and their friends looking on, and wraps translucent arms around his shoulders. He hugs him the best he can, the way he should’ve when they split up for the battle that would eventually kill him.

“I’m so sorry, Steve. I’m so, so sorry.”

He doesn’t feel the warmth he knows he would’ve had he stuck to the plan and been brave enough to hug Steve in victory, rather than in mourning.

Words : 3,571 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Mature

AO3 : x

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afniel · 4 months

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Sometimes, I really wish I was not a man of my word, because sometimes I say stupid shit like, "Lol, I'll totally buy one of those if it wins," during a game of Tee K.O. with my Indiana buddies, and sometimes after saying some stupid shit, I realize I am too committed to the bit to possibly back out and that there really is no check my mouth can write that the rest of me will not feel a burning obligation to cash.

Sometimes, I end up ordering this abomination.

#suffering #jackbox #tee k.o.#why do i do this to myself #we'll see if they print it or if it counts as 'offensive'#but if they print it I'm gonna wear it

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missingexaltation · 2 years

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Another AU Fic idea:

Eddie gets put in a medically induced coma to recover because...well...he was practically dead. They shave his hair off as it's matted and covered in blood and upside down gunk. When he wakes up, he's the last one to be visited by the government to keep him quiet. He refuses to sign for hours, arguing with the suits until he's worn down.

Wayne buys a house. And furniture. And new cars. Nobody realises until Eddie comes back home and it's all ready for them both.

Everyone goes back to normal. Kids to school, teens to college, and Steve back to work. Eddie takes his time healing up, but gets increasingly restless. He suggests to Steve that they go on a road trip around the country instead of slaving away for The Man.

Steve turns him down because he doesn't like the idea of living in a van for months and using up his savings. Eddie plays his trump card; he's loaded, so they can stay in decent hotels and take their time and have fun. Turns out that arguing with the government meant that they paid him off handsomely to shut him up. Steve doesn't have to spend a cent if he doesn't want to.

So they go. They do the touristy stuff, the fun stuff, eat weird food and meet weirder people, but it's fun. Steve didn't realise just how fun Eddie is to be around, now that the weight of poverty is finally lifted and he can just be himself without always being on the defensive.

Steve lightens up, and Eddie finds that he loves being around this guy, the one that goes with the flow and is willing to try new stuff. The sarcastic, bitchy but effortlessly cool guy that Eddie had a crush on in high school (shut up no he didn't).

They egg each other on, have a lot of 'dumb boy' shenanigans, and after visiting state 45/50 or so, Steve kisses him. Steve's a dumbass, but he knows when someone's into him, and he makes a move, completely sweeping Eddie off his feet.

Things don't really change much until they get back to Indiana; they just share the same bed and make out a lot. When they get home it takes Wayne less than five seconds to clock what's going on, but takes the kids the best part of a month. Dustin isn't sure if he's happy or not, but Mike is devastated because...well it's Steve. The others are pretty cool with it, as long as they still get their rides.

The boys work part time for something to do more than anything, just waiting the time out until the kids graduate. Eddie buys his own place near Wayne's, and Steve moves in with him. They've been living together for months at this point, just on the road, so it's not like they're moving too fast.

Eddie's hair hasn't grown back that much, and nobody seems to really recognise him, or if they do they don't care. Steve loves it though, all proper little curls he can run his hands through. (he does miss the old bird's nest but he doesn't bring it up as it's a really sore point. He does, however, put Eddie on a proper hair care routine to stop it from frizzing.)

They're content. They have time to figure out what they want to do with their lives, and the cash to do it, but for now it's nice just to enjoy the peace, and each other.

#eddie munson #steddie #steve harrington #stranger things au #the great steddie road trip of 86-87 #i just love the idea of steddie being dumb boys as friends before they get together #and love Eddie and Steve both being treated like royalty because they've both been through so much...they deserve it #also Wayne deserves early retirement and nice things too because he's an angel #(you can't tell me Eddie wouldn't argue to get SOME compensation after his life being wrecked so hard...for Wayne's sake if nothing else)

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lazybakerart · 1 year

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If that bull riding video isn’t Harringrove I don’t know what is

Like imagine Steve rockin up to a bar in California and sees Billy trying this mechanical bull. Billy is good but he just doesn’t know hot to fully do it. So Steve hoists himself up onto the bull to give Billy some pointers. And as he goes to get off the bull he tells Billy to come find him later

harrington takes billy to this bar two towns over.

it's not a date because tommy hagan is there too.

and christ-whipped carver.

and half the basketball team still sucking their sore thumbs after the game.

billy’s had one good conversation with harrington and it ended with brains on the floor, but it's harrington who takes billy there and it's harrington who tells billy they don't card here. 21 is the new 18 and indiana is still struggling with the beatles and white hoods in public.

the place stinks like leather and cedar and pall mall and johnny cash’s piss, wood walls lined with framed drunkards, whips and rope presented as workhorse-tools that get billy itchy, and cowboy hats too fruity for john wayne that’d look swell on fluffed brown hair.

harrington buys a round with his daddy's wallet and billy’s drunk hard and fast on country boys lit pretty as they line up to take on toro, working their hips to stay balanced and clenching their thighs in tight acid wash denim to keep from getting thrown on their face by a robo-bull that doesn’t give two-shits if they won or lost regionals.

billy sits on his stool and laughs at each thud and yelp and watches close with sweat brewing under his mustache and lips going dry when harrington takes the reins and shows why he’s the captain, why he’s the king, why he can date a nobody and still prop up his size-fourteens on the throne, and why billy shouldn’t be here, within a mile of steve harrington.

because this ain’t no a date.

and the beer isn’t doing it’s one job and plugging up his head.

and billy’s no blank-faced, unflinching john wayne playing wooden when harrington ambles over to him, veins in his arms popping along his biceps, wiping the sweat off his red face with the tail of his shirt to show off the happiest trail on earth, to tell billy, grinning mean as all hell, “Your turn.”

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A Nebraska lawmaker whose north Omaha district has struggled for years with a housing shortage is pushing a bill that, if passed, could make Nebraska the first in the country to forbid out-of-state hedge funds and other corporate entities from buying up single-family properties.

Sen. Justin Wayne’s bill echoes legislative efforts in other states and in Congress to curtail corporate amassing of single-family homes, which critics say has helped cause the price of homes, rent and real estate taxes to soar in recent years. Wayne said that has been the case in his district, where an Ohio corporation has bought more than 150 single-family homes in recent years — often pushing out individual homebuyers with all-cash offers. The company then rents out the homes.

Experts say the scarcity of homes for purchase can be blamed on a multitude of factors, including sky-high mortgage interest rates and years of underbuilding modest homes.

RISING RENT PRICES PUSH RECORD NUMBER OF AMERICANS TOWARD HOUSING CRISIS, PROMPTING LEGISLATIVE ACTION

Wayne's bill offers few specifics. It consists of a single sentence that says a corporation, hedge fund or other business may not buy single-family housing in Nebraska unless it's located in and its principal members live in Nebraska.

"The aim of this is to preserve Nebraska's limited existing housing stock for Nebraskans," Wayne said this week at a committee hearing where he presented the bill. "If we did this, we would be the first state in the country to take this issue seriously and address the problem."

A 14-page bill dubbed the End Hedge Fund Control of American Homes Act has been introduced in both chambers of Congress and would impose a 10-year deadline for hedge funds to sell off the single-family homes they own and, until they do, would saddle those investment trusts with hefty taxes. In turn, those tax penalties would be used to help people put down payments on the divested homes.

Democratic lawmakers in a number of other states have introduced similar bills, including in Minnesota, Indiana, North Carolina and Texas, but those bills have either stalled or failed.

The housing squeeze coming from out-of-state corporate interests isn't just an Omaha problem, said Wayne Mortensen, director of a Lincoln-based affordable housing developer called NeighborWorks Lincoln.

Mortensen said the recession of 2008 and, more recently, the economic downturn driven by the COVID-19 pandemic made single-family housing a more attractive corporate investment than bond markets.

"When that became the case, housing was commoditized and became just like trading any stock," he said. "Those outside investors are solely interested in how much value they can extract from the Lincoln housing market."

Those corporations often invest no upkeep in the homes, he said.

"And as a result of that, we're seeing incredible dilapidation and housing decline in many of our neighborhoods because of these absentee landlords that have no accountability to the local communities," Mortensen said.

Currently, about 13% of single-family homes in Lincoln are owned by out-of-state corporate firms, he said.

As in other states, Wayne's bill likely faces an uphill slog in the deep red state of Nebraska. At Monday's hearing before the Banking, Insurance and Commerce Committee, several Republican lawmakers acknowledged a statewide housing shortage, but they cast doubt on Wayne's solution.

"You know, you can set up shell companies, you set up different layers of ownership. You can move your domicile base. There's just a ton of workarounds here," Omaha Sen. Brad von Gillern said. "I also — as just as a pure capitalist — fundamentally oppose the idea."

#nunyas news

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closingqueeen · 8 months

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86baybee · 2 years

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Presenting Edward Munson in my Hellcheer swap AU ⚾💚🧡

**HUMONGOUS Thank you to @lunasink for her brilliant idea of headcanoning Eddie as a baseball player 😭 literally no other sport suits him better imo, she's a genius✨**

Eddie was born in Nashville, Tennessee in 1968. He was orphaned at seven years old when he lost his parents in a plane crash. His estranged Uncle Wayne was his only guardian.

Deciding he needed a better paying job to support the boy and wanting a slower life for them both, Wayne moved them to Hawkins, Indiana. They took residence in Forest Hills trailer park, and though money was always tight, Eddie was happy. They spent many days fishing and listening to Wayne's Woody Guthrie records.

Wayne encouraged Eddie to join team sports in order to adjust and make friends, and he quickly displayed a natural talent for baseball.

It isn't until Eddie enters Hawkins Middle School that he succumbs to peer pressure and becomes glaringly aware of his and Wayne's modest living situation. Wanting to fit in among his fellow teammates, he begins to lie about where he lives and starts to go by 'Edward'. Though this change wins over the popular crowd, he feels immense guilt over it.

During the talent show, he notices one Chris Cunningham; a small, willowy girl who is amazing at electric guitar. Her music is loud and abrasive, but she is unabashedly herself up there. He admires her for it.

In High School, he flourishes both socially and academically, plus he's a star on the baseball field. He earns the unofficial title of 'King of Hawkins High'.

As far as the dating pool goes, he has his first pick of mostly anyone; having taken Tammy Thompson to Homecoming and rumored to have Heather Holloway on his arm at most parties.

Though he's warned to stay away from the 'witch', Chris Cunningham, she's the one he seeks out when his guilt becomes too much for him to handle. He meets her to buy drugs after school, and they share a tender reunion in the woods. It seems she can read him like no one else.

Random tidbits:

Though he loves Wayne, he often misses his parents and wishes he knew more about them.

The slight Tennessee accent slips out of him when he's around his uncle, or whenever he's worked up over something.

Elvis and Johnny Cash are his go-tos during sad boy hours.

Chris sees him shopping at the secondhand store with Wayne once, but she says nothing at school. Something he's still very grateful for.

While his friends are put off by her heavy makeup and overall style, he secretly finds Chris *extremely* attractive lol

She calls him 'sport' ironically, a name he grows to like. 💕

[Chris Cunningham here]

#eddie munson #role reversal au #hellcheer #eddissy #chrissy x eddie #chrissy cunningham #hellcheer fanart #stranger things

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evolutiononthebrain · 10 months

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fair time!!

the fair’s in town and i wanted to let u guys know that midwest is having a blast at the summer fairs rn

it’s like 100 degree weather, everybody’s sweaty and gross, nebraska is wearing a fannypack and wisconsin is drunk off shitty beer (probably budlight or some other cheap beer they sell)

michigan and ohio have a bet on who can ride more rides than the other person w/o throwing up. they eat funnel cakes, elephant ears, cotton candy etc etc and idk which one loses but they both feel like shit by the end

at the entrance, illinois was fuming because entering is like $3/person and that may not sound like a lot but it adds up guys, it adds up (he finds out two seconds later they only take cash and almost flips his shit)

they parked like four blocks away and walked to the entrance to the fairgrounds because its like $15/car which is ridiculous but kansas is already dreading the walk back to the car when theyre all exhausted from 5 hrs at the fair

they’re all buying shitty beer from different tents and “chasing” them with lemon shakeups (all the shakeups are of varying flavors and quality)

idk which one of them wore sandals/flipflops and lost one of them on a ride but one of them definitely did ,,, it mightve been missouri

theyre all dehydrated and their feet hurt but its the best any of them have felt all week

some states from other regions tried to make plans w/ some of the midwest and they were all like “yeah no sorry we have plans” and those plans were sweating their asses off while waiting in line for The Cage(tm)

they bought wristbands so they didnt have to fiddle w/ tickets but wisconsin lost his (somehow those things are torturous to get off) so him and iowa are trading a crumpled up neon orange wrist band back and forth

somehow north and south dakota both end up in the same cart every ride and theyre both slowly going insane

minnesota did NOT wear a fanny pack but honestly he should’ve cuz he keeps going “ope, nebraska” and unzipping nebraska’s fannypack to put something in it (tickets, money, the occasional phone or pair of sunglasses)

indiana is rushing the group back and forth from ride to ride and as he gets increasingly less sober the more adrenaline junkie he gets and the more terrifying the rides become

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Get to know my OC

thanks so much 2 @silurisanguine for tagging me! i’m sure most of you guys have been tagged so anyone that sees this and wants to do it can consider themselves tagged by me

Fandom: Starfield

Role: Spacefarer

cw for mentions of aurora use (not by character)

Basics

Full Name: Indiana (Coe) - never had a last name prior to marrying Sam.

Nickname(s): Indy, not so affectionately called many other names by Spacers by virtue of all the bounties he’s cashed in on

Pronouns: He/Him

Sexuality: Bisexual

Occupation and Titles: Bounty Hunter as soon as he acquired his first ship (and probably before that, when he was just operating on Neon, but it isn’t quite the same). Explorer and Occasional Bounty Hunter once he joins up with Constellation

Birthday and Age: He doesn’t know his birthday, and he’s never celebrated it. His mom was always too out of her mind to remember, if she ever knew in the first place, but he loved her anyways. He always just counted it as turning a new age with the new year.

He’s 29 when the events of the game start, 30 by the time he and Sam get married

Physical Description: 6’ 1”, not super muscular but definitely built. Tattoo across his face along with the burn scars from the fire that killed his mom

Clothing Style: Loose jackets and cyberpunk tops, but when working outside on his ship or lounging, tanktop and loose pants. Before he left Neon, he’d always donned more cyberpunk-esque gear (a la cyberware streetwear), but once he left the city and made it into space, more Space Rogue attire

Background

Neon Street Rat, Wanted, Spaced

Before he was a crate rat turned to the streets, he had a family—a mom that loved him even if she loved the Aurora just as much after his dad, her husband, got shot. The fire in the underbelly that spread to the sleepcrate he’d saved money from stealing and scrounging and begging to help his mother buy took her life and marred his face.

After the fire, people on the street told him it hurt to look at him—oftentimes with a sneer, so he covered his face for years, sleeping under awnings and tents in Ebbside and the underbelly. He tried working an honest job, but nowhere would hire a kid off the street, so the easiest thing was to sell his soul for credits. A local bounty hunter, taking out Neon targets? Certainly. A vigilante to a certain extent? Also possible. (He would tell himself that all of these people were bad. They all committed crimes. They all had crossed the wrong people. It would sometimes make him feel better. Most times it wouldn’t. But it was what he was good at, and after a while, he got used to killing or taking marks in).

Scrounging and saving credits from Neon jobs, he finally got enough for a ship, some better weapons, and supplies to get the hell out of Neon as soon as his local notoriety became almost too much. He couldn’t be a ghost where the light penetrates.

And after he got out of Neon, Spacers hated his guts. The Crimson Fleet hated his guts. They came to know his MO.

He’s been hunting through space for nearing 12 years when he hears about a job, someone posing as a miner, but they can’t be sure who. It’s a big payout. Maybe if he does this job, he can stop killing for a while—stop hunting. A pipedream. It’s all he’s ever been good at. He’s never tried much else.

His quarry becomes the luckiest person alive when he gets zapped by the artifact.

Combat and Skills

Preferred Fighting Style: Start the engagement from far out, push in when he’s picked off the outside combatants. His love for anything with a scope makes this best

Favorite weapon: Anything with a scope

Special skills: Ballistic weapons, piloting, reading to become competent at something quickly, and apparently very good at doing voices when he reads out loud—so much so that Cora makes him and Sam split reading duties

Relationships

Family: Parents are dead, and prior to Constellation, he drifted through space mostly alone. But he’s happy to say he considers Constellation his family.

Love interest: Sam Coe

Best friend: Andreja 🐍 they understand each other on a molecular level

art by jazz.medic on ig 💞🫶

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Moonrise

WARNING! This show is for adults. We drink cocktails, have potty mouths and, at least, one of us was raised by wolves.

The Clockwork Cabaret is a production of Agony Aunt Studios. Featuring that darling DJ Duo, Lady Attercop and Emmett Davenport. Our theme music is made especially for us by Kyle O’Door.

This episode aired on Mad Wasp Radio, 04.14.24.

New episodes air on Mad Wasp Radio on Sundays @ 12pm GMT! Listen at www.madwaspradio.com or via TuneIn radio app!

Playlist:

Walter Sickert & The Army of Broken Toys – BED AND BREAKFAST

Angela Lansbury & Beatrice Arthur – Bosom Buddies

Tally Hall – You & Me

April Smith and the Great Picture Show – What’ll I Do

Ludo – Skeletons On Parade

Fountains Of Wayne – Bright Future In Sales

Beirut – No No No

Steam Powered Giraffe – Honeybee

Regina Spektor – Better

Queen – Lazing On A Sunday Afternoon

Holly Golightly & The Brokeoffs – You Can’t Buy a Gun

The Beatles – For No One

Amanda Palmer – Oasis

Elton John – Your Sister Can’t Twist (But She Can Rock ‘N Roll)

The Damned – Plan 9 Channel 7

The 69 Cats – Werewolves of London

The Cramps – I Was a Teenage Werewolf

Revolting Cocks – Da Ya Think I’m Sexy?

Johnny Cash – Rusty Cage

The Gourds – Lament

Norma Tanega – You’re Dead

American Murder Song – The Indiana Man

Asylum Street Spankers – Shadrack, Meshach, And Abednego

Truckstop Honeymoon – Play Along

Shovels & Rope – Joey (feat. Nicole Atkins)

Concrete Blonde – Caroline

Klaus Nomi – Total Eclipse

Check out this episode!

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