#drag queen steve harrington

[matchingbatbites]

Thinking about drag show MC Stevie who flirts relentlessly with bartender Eddie during the show and usually ends the night with "And be sure to tip your bartender, so he can buy me something nice 😉"

#plot twist: theyve been dating for years and eddie /does/ have her something nice #sitting in a little box crammed into the bottom of his D&D bag #steddie #steddie imagine #drag queen steve harrington

[sleepyeye17]

Is this yours?

Words: 768

Warnings: None

Summary: There’s a bra in Steve’s back seat. He has some explaining to do.

“What’s this?” Lucas says in the back seat of Steve’s car. “Ooooooh it’s a bra!”

Steve looks in the rear view mirror and his eyes go wide.

“Shit.”

Eddie turns around in the front seat to see Lucas holding up an enormous bra. It takes a moment for the implication to hit, and then it punches him right in the nuts. Fuck.

“Don’t touch that, Lucas,” Steve growls. 

“Steve had a girl back here,” Dustin crows. 

“I did not!” Steve says. “Put that down!”

“This is huge,” Max says, grabbing the bra from Lucas and feeling the enormous padded cups. “Jesus what is this, an F cup?”

“Who’s the lucky lady?” Lucas asks. 

“Who do we know with enormous tits?” Max says. She holds it up to herself. “Dustin, is this your mom’s? Ow!”

They’re all laughing and smacking each other and shrieking. Eddie looks out the window and tries to put on his most aloof face.

Steve and Eddie have only been hooking up for a few weeks, and neither of them have said that they were exclusive. If Eddie had assumed, well, that's on him. Always the idiot, and matters of the heart are no exception. He fell in love with Steve like it was breathing. He should have known that King Steve would have a whole flock of women to choose from. Eddie is clearly just an experiment. It wouldn’t be the first time. He’s had a few partners in the past who believed that they could be with a man once and get it out of their system. Eddie is usually happy to oblige. But he really thought that this was different.

“Settle down back there, okay?” Steve says. He’s bright red, and clearly irritated. “It got mixed up in my laundry at the laundromat. Jesus, get your minds out of the gutter.”

The kids calm down a little bit, and they’re friends again by the time Steve pulls into the arcade. Eddie is about to follow them out of the car, but Steve reaches out and touches his arm.

“Wait, Eddie. Can we talk?”

“Sure. Whatever.”

Eddie looks wary as he sits back down. He sneaks a glance at Steve, who’s still bright red. Eddie knows that Steve does his laundry at his parents’ house, and the bra is clearly too large for Steve’s mother.

“I can explain–” Steve starts, but Eddie cuts him off.

“You don’t have to.”

“I didn’t–”

“It doesn’t matter.”

Steve looks surprised and almost a little hurt.

“Doesn’t it?”

Eddie shrugs.

“We never said we were exclusive.”

Now Steve definitely looks hurt.

“I thought– Well. No. I guess we never did. Have you–” 

“If you have another–”

“I don’t–”

“I just want to know–”

“I don’t!”

“--so I can get tested–”

“The bra is mine!”

That stuns Eddie into silence. He stares at Steve for a second, but Steve can’t meet his eyes. Steve is looking at the ceiling, biting his lip and blinking fast. His fingers drum on the steering wheel.

“Sorry, what?” Eddie asks.

“I’m not– It’s just a thing. It’s just something I do on some weekends. There are these performances. Like shows. On the first Saturday of the month, in Indy.”

“Do you…” Eddie is trying to wrap his mind around this. “Are you a… A woman? In your heart?”

Steve shakes his head fast.

“I don’t think so? I’ve thought about it, and I’ve talked to some people. I still like being a guy, and I like my body and I feel good as a man. But sometimes… I dunno. I just want to be…” Steve gestures vaguely.

“A queen,” Eddie finishes.

“Yeah.” Steve sniffs hard. “I’m sorry. If this is too much–”

Eddie lets out a surprised little giggle, then covers his mouth. Steve looks miserable.

“Sorry!” Eddie says. “I’m not laughing at you. It’s just… God, Steve, you really couldn’t be more perfect.”

“Don’t fuck with me,” Steve snaps.

“I’m not! I’m not, I swear. I thought you were seeing someone else! Fuck, man, this is better than my wildest fantasies.” 

“Really?” Steve has a gentle look of hopeful surprise on his face that’s so open and vulnerable it makes Eddie want to bite his own fist. 

“Yes, really. What’s your name, then?”

“What?”

“Your drag name.”

Steve smiles shyly and bites a fingernail. Eddie wants to cry, he’s so pretty.

“It’s still in progress, okay. So you can’t laugh.”

“Okay.”

“Connie Cushion.”

Eddie gasps like Steve just dropped to one knee and proposed.

“Concussion!?” 

“Connie Cushion, yeah.”

“Can I… meet her some time?”

Steve bows his head, rubbing the back of his neck and beaming.

“She’d like that.”

#steddie #steve harrington #steve x eddie #drag queen steve harrington #eddie munson #Max Mayfield #dustin henderson #Lucas Sinclair #stranger things #communication

[steddilly]

Drag King Robin and Drag Queen Steve comedic duo AU has been living rent free in my brain for months now and I hope other people feel the same 🥰

#stobin #platonic stobin #robin and steve are platonic soulmates #platonic with a capital p #drag king robin buckley #drag queen steve harrington #nancy and eddie are friends and go to one of their shows together #steddie #ronance

[blaqcats-fics]

TAKE A CHANCE ON ME

STWG DISCORD DRABBLE

STEDDIE + DRAG QUEEN!STEVE AND DRAG KING!ROBIN. PROMPT: FINISHING A PROJECT

"How many more?" Stevie groaned, falling onto the couch, her fishnets shifting up further. Her face grimaced as she adjusted on the couch, hoping the night would end sooner than later. Her tuck was starting to become uncomfortable.

Robin was leaning in the mirror, checking his contour to make sure it hadn't creased or faded. He glanced at Steve through the mirror, "Well, depends if you make your goal with your next show," he said. "You need about 500 to pay for the deposit."

Stevie frowned. 500 dollars was much more than she typically made at night. A good night would be around 200 dollars, but those were around holidays. Most nights were slow and had few people, especially since she was still getting her foot in the door with drag. "The crowd's not that good tonight."

Robin turned in his chair to look at her, scratching underneath his stubble. "Yeah," he sighed. "It's getting later, so maybe you'll get lucky with a few guests."

Stevie licked her lips, remembering the tips she could get, "Yeah. At least it's more money than I got selling Cumshots."

Robin snorted. "Oh my god, you in the golden speedo? You looked like Rocky!"

"Okay, yeah," Stevie laughed. "That was before I started drag. I only started to work here so I could support you," she reminded.

"Now look at you, Ms. SS Butterscotch," Robin joked.

"God, that's such a stupid name isn't it?" Stevie laughed.

Robin rolled his eyes, "Not much worse than Rocky Road."

They looked at each other before laughing at each other.

A knock on the door broke them from their laughter, and one of the club bouncers opened the door and stuck his head in. "You're on Stevie," he said.

Stevie pouted in annoyance, her feet already from performing earlier. "Alright," she said, sitting up. "I'm coming. Thanks, Hopper."

The man grunted before leaving the room.

"500," Robin said.

Stevie nodded, standing, "500."

"Suck someone's dick if you have to," Robin said.

Stevie gave him a look before going to the mirror and checking her wig. It wasn't anything extravagant, just a wig that matched her natural hair color and made it seem like Farrah Fawcett’s Feathered Hair from Charlie's Angels.

"Okay, wish me luck,' Steve winked, heading out the room.

"Break a leg!" Robin called.

Steve grinned, walking to one of the stage managers, double checking everything was set correctly, before adjusting the padding on her chest and stepping out on the stage as the intro to Take A Chance on Me started to play, mouthing the lyrics as she did.

The spotlight followed her as she walked across the stage, catching the sequins of her white dress and the glitter in her eyes. She shot a few winks to guests as they cheered. Stevie continued to move around the stage, taking the dollar bills as they were held out to her before making her way into the crowd.

As she walked down the aisles, a man caught her eyes, and her act nearly faltered. She caught her composure and walked in his direction, taking the money and note from his hand. She felt her face flush as he winked at her.

Oh my god.

OH MY FUCKING GOD!

Eddie Munson was at the shittest Drag Club in Indianapolis and winked at Stevie. He gave her a tip! What in the everloving fuck?

Stevie bit her lip, winking back at him before turning around and getting the rest of her tips as she sang the lyrics, making her way back upstage as the song started to end. Another bouncer handed her a bucket as she got on stage, letting her put the money in there.

The song closed, and through the speakers, she could hear Joyce call out, "A round of applause for our very own SS Butterscotch!"

Stevie gave a bow, her eye's catching Eddie as she did. She grinned a bit before hurrying off stage with her bucket. She pushed past people going back into Robin's dressing room and he pulled his wig off.

"Steve, what the hell?"

"Robin, Eddie Munson is here!"

"What!?" Robin shrieked.

"He's here and he winked at me!"

"Oh shit, Dingus!"

Steve nodded, kicking his heels off and digging for the note in the bucket that was attached to the tip. He felt his mouth go dry as he counted the money. "He tipped me 500," he whispered, holding up the five bills.

"Steve, you can buy the bakery!"

"I can buy it!" Steve let out a choked sob, looking at the note, which had a messy number written on it with the note saying:

I can take a chance on you if you'll take a chance on me x

#stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie fanfic #steddie ficlet #stwgdailyprompt #steddie drabble #stranger things drabble #drag queen steve harrington #drag king robin buckley #jim hopper #joyce byers #rockstar eddie munson #steve loves abba #scoops ahoy #platonic stobin #stobin #robin buckley

[steddiecameraroll]

I can’t stop drawing her 👑

✨prints✨

Drawing inspired by Rupaul’s photo under the cut

#drag queen steve harrington #genderfluid steve harrington #steve harrington #baby sitter #joe keery #stranger things #steddiecameraroll art #artist of tumblr #digital artist #steddiecameraroll posts

[ima-ghost-art]

I want to write something about steve getting adopted by a bunch of drag queens like a bit after s2 then lowkey becoming a baby queen himself (kinda having an alter ego/ triple life moment where he hides the queen side and the monster fighting side while still almost trying to cling onto his old kind steve persona)

He uses his drag/ queer persona hes created to finally explore this side of himself, slowly feeling more confident in his sexuality and gender expression the more he performs on stage and meets new people!

Only after meeting robin does he really start to except that these are all parts of him and hes allowed to love and be both people (while finally feeling ready to drop king steve)

(Que emotional confessions while high in a bathroom singing bonnie tyler)

Later he finally takes robin to the club he goes to in indy, where the queens who adopted him are so ecstatic to finally meet their little Stevies lesbian best friend and platonic soulmate he lovingly called "birdie" to hide her identity! (Robs absolutely is the first and loudest person to cheer for him while he performs!!!) It slowly becomes tradition at this point for them to go to this club twice a month and enjoy the queer culture around them!!!!

Obviously Steddie becomes a thing after s4 and both max and will openly claim to be their first openly queer children which then leads to robin and stevie taking the kids + eddie to their first drag show, not realising Steve's going to also be performing!!

#steve harrington #stranger things #steddie #robin buckley #drag queen steve harrington #queer steve harrington #bi steve harrington #genderfluid steve harrington #platonic soulmates #platonic stobin #eddie munson #steve x eddie #max mayfield #will byers #strange things is gay and we know it

[stevieharringtonwifeguy]

You talking abt drag queen stevie is giving me life bc for weeks the scenario of her enetering drag race has been playing in my mind. Like she's an old queen, an established name, people know her and when she eneters the girlies are gagged bc that's her!!!(i wrote Life Is Ours We Live It Our Way so drag queen Stevie will always be Princess Dingus to me <3).

And like the first mini challenge is a photo shoot and then they're all getting out of drag and while many have seen Stevie out of drag no one has really seen her get in and out of drag and they're all just shooketh as all these scars are revealed. I'm specifically thinking about the confessionals of another queen going like "I look over and Princess Dingus is wiping off her make up and she's just covered in scars. Bad ones. And im over here thinking like, girl, what the hell happened to you."

The competition goes on etc etc, I think Stevie wouldn't mention the scars at first, just go on. She's like one of the bitchy queens that is actually really sweet, think Bianca Del Rio (season 6). She of course has adopted one of the younger queens of the season. Then the producers push bc of drama so when they're getting ready, one of the other queens asks: "Who is that?" in regards to a picture with Eddie.

And Stevie will be like : "That's my husband." and everyone is of course saying how cute they look together whatever and then someone asks how they get together and Stevie just tells them: "We got held my a serial killer together back in '86 and then managed to escape during the earthquake that hit our town."

Like can you imagine the drama, the big eyes, the reactions. Just aghhh i love drag queen Stevie

!!!! holy shit i love life is ours!!!!!! one of the best Gender stevie fics out there, big fan!!!

and oh my godddd i love this, i think like. tv would love to milk her whole 'oh im scarred and thought i wasn't beautiful but drag made me feel better about myself :')' storyline and stevies just like. i mean. okay. do what you gotta for $100,000 ig (i feel like she wouldn't win but she would get miss congeniality bc even if she's kind of a bitch she just CANNOT turn off her mom energy)

also when the show comes out every week someone has to tie rob and eddie to chairs and lock their phones away for at least three days or else they'll start Ungodly Twitter Feuds over like. one slightly mean comment someone makes to stevie. god help whoever knocks her out of the competition

#steddie #steve harrington #stranger things #drag queen steve harrington

[dazedandinked]

Baby Blue

Art inspired by Connie Cushion, Steve's Drag Personain "Is this yours?" witten by @sleepyeye17.

#steddie #steve harrington #steve x eddie #drag queen steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #drag queen #steddie fanart #steddie fluff #eddie x steve #eddie the freak munson #st4 #I'm so happy with how this turned out #might even write some drag queen steve

[dragonmama76]

Eddie and Corroded Coffin are back in Indy for the last stop on their first national tour.  It’s been a whirlwind and they are grateful to have a night off at home before their last concert.  Even though they are physically exhausted, no one wants to sit in the hotel.  Gareth calls down the desk and asks the concierge to suggest some up and coming places they might take in a show and a list is sent up right away.  Looking it over, they decide on Greener Pastures which has a drag cabaret.  The concierge made a note that it was a new break out hit with a wildly talented headliner.  

Fame will get you everywhere, so their manager, Chrissy, calls the club to make sure they won’t be standing in line to get in and they are assured that they will be able to slip in before the official opening of the night.  

Robin Buckley generally loves her job as the weekend floor manager at Greener Pastures.  Even though in real life she is still a bit socially awkward, here she plays her part with ease.  Dressed in a fashionable, tailored suit with her hair slicked back and some heavy eye makeup she has a confidence that she fervently wished she could carry into her personal life.  But when she gets the call from the manager of Corroded Coffin she can feel the facade slipping a bit.  Assuring her that getting them in quickly and quietly is no problem, her brain starts to go into overdrive.  But this is her job and she knows how to execute.  First stop is the doorman.  “Harry, we have some VIPs coming in soon.  You know Corroded Coffin?  Well we are hosting all four of them tonight.  Please walkie me when their car pulls up and go ahead and let them in right away.”  “Sure thing, Rob!”  Harry replies, nodding agreeably.  Second stop is her lead waitress.  Robin instructs her to sit them at a front table and make sure they get the best service.  And then finally, well, she has to tell Steve.   

Steve stares at Robin, his mouth open just a little.  “I’m sorry, what?  It sounded like you just said that Eddie was coming to see the show.  You can’t possibly mean our Eddie.”  

“I do.  I do mean our Eddie.  Eddie Munson.  Corroded Coffin front man and our old pal Eddie.”  

“How?  I mean….do you think he KNOWS??”

“How should I know??”  Robin throws up in her incredulously.  “Their manager called and said they were coming and could we make sure to have space for them and maybe let them in early and I just said great and of course and no problem and now I’m here talking to you.”  

“Okay, Rob, breathe.  I’m sorry.  Don’t get stressed.  You just go out and do your job and I’ll do mine and it will be totally fine.  We’ll see him and he’ll probably recognize us and it will be just fine.  It’s not like what we do here is a secret, we just haven't seen him since he left.”  

Robin nodded.  “I know you keep saying it will be fine and I’m sure it will be.  Fine.  Of course it will.  I mean, look at us!  He may be a rockstar but WE are fucking amazing ourselves.  You’re practically famous in this town as it is.”  

Steve smiled big, “That’s the spirit!  Hey!  Let’s do the VIP number tonight for his table.  Make sure Maria sets it up, ‘kay?  Love you Rob, but I have to get ready!”  

Eddie and the guys are having a great time enjoying the show.  The singers are all fantastic and the performance is top notch.  Plus the service is some of the best they’ve ever had.  Their waitress is attentive and friendly.  He makes a mental note to thank whoever it was that suggested they come out here tonight. 

Suddenly the lights go out and the announcer’s voice booms out,  “And now, our very own, the lovely Miss Stevie!”

The music starts with a quiet riff and suddenly the spotlight shines in front of Eddie.  Miss Stevie is sitting on a stool that’s been placed right in front of Eddie.  She gives him a big wink and sings,  

The minute you walked in the joint, I could see you were a man of distinction, a real big spender.

Eddie sucks in a breath and can feel a blush rising.  He enjoys a man in drag, but he wouldn’t say it’s normally an attraction for him.  This is a definite exception.  

Good looking, so refined. Say, wouldn’t you like to know what's going on in my mind?

Miss Stevie was something else.  Gorgeous brown eyes and a teasing smirk.  Tall sparkly heels, fishnets, babydoll slip dress.  She reminded him of someone, but his mind couldn’t hold on to a coherent thought.  She was singing right at him and he never wanted her to stop.  

So let me get right to the point, I don’t pop my cork for every guy I see.  Hey big spender!  Spend a little time with me.

As the chorus of ladies came in to pick up the song, Steve leaned down to whisper in Eddie’s ear, “Hey man, if you want to come backstage later and say hi,  just let Rob know” Indicates Robin with flourish and a wink, and hops gracefully back on stage to continue the song.  All the while flirting with Eddie for everyone to see.  

The song ends and Eddie applauds enthusiastically, wanting it to never end, but also hoping it would end quickly so he could go meet this beauty.  

A couple songs and an encore later and Miss Stevie finally struts off-stage for the last time that night, blowing a kiss to Eddie as she leaves.  

Robin heads over to Eddie.  “Mr. Munson, Miss Stevie mentioned you might want a private tour backstage?”  The guys hoot and holler while Eddie blushes, but he eagerly agrees to go. Turning to the guys he shoos them out the door,  “Okay, alright, I guess I’ll see you guys bright and early tomorrow!  Don't get into any trouble on the way back to the hotel.”

Robin is already moving at a brisk pace, so Eddie picks it up, never quite managing to catch up to her as they move around tables and down a dim hallway past open doors with performers kicking back after the show.  Finally, they get to the last door and Robin knocks once and enters.  

Steve is at his makeup vanity, wig off, carefully wiping his face when he catches a glimpse of Eddie trailing behind Robin. He turns grinning, and in his best Southern accent says, “Why, Eddie Munson, as I live and breathe!”

Eddie does a double take, “STEVE HARRINGTON??  What the HELL, man??”

Steve and Robin collapse in a fit of giggles while Eddie just stares.  

When the fit of laughter eventually subsides amid comments like, “Your face, man!  I wish Jonathan was here to capture this all on film!”  and “I thought you would have at least recognized Robin, though!” 

 “Yeah, what’s up with that one??  Have I changed that much since high school??” Robin demanded.  Eddie sputtered,  “It was dark in there!  And no offense, Buckley, but you were NOT who I was paying attention to.  Christ, Steve, how does the King of Hawkins High become the reigning Queen of Indianapolis?”

“Couldn’t take your eyes off me, huh, big boy?”  Steve purrs, and enjoys watching Eddie turn a delectable shade of red. 

#steddie #stranger things #steve is fabulous #rockstar eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #unfinished wip turned into a oneshot #drag #steve harrington queen of my heart

[fizzigigsimmer]

I need baby drag queen Steve being mentored by Billy. Like he’s so confused. Got kicked out of daddy’s house for putting on lipstick and his mother’s heels. He doesn’t think he’s a girl - he’s not trans. Maybe? He doesn’t know. He just knows he likes how certain things feel, makeup on his eyes, the flowy hem of a skirt against his thighs. But it’s always been forbidden. Taboo. He can’t have those things without certain labels - consequences. Like getting kicked out of his parents house with no job and no prospects to speak of.

I need him to land at some out of the way bar, spending his last few dollars on a cheap meal and indoor heating. It’s drag night and Billy’s the headliner - whole crowd buzzing in anticipation for some queen named Cherry Lane. Billy kills it. He’s so enthralling, and Steve barely breathes through the entire first song. And it’s only when Billy speaks that recognition slams through him. That’s Billy Hargrove. Cherry Lane. Fucking duh.

I need Billy, suspicious and snarly at first because what the fuck is Harrington doing here and looking at him like that. But when he finds out Steve is basically living out of his car he lets him cash on the couch and before too long he realizes the way Steve looks at him is about want, and not just wanting Billy’s body. I need Billy teaching Steve how to do his makeup and giving him shit for his terrible taste in clothes - he always ends up looking like a Real Housewife of Jersey Shore - and I need them to kiss and cuddle and fuck when they’re not being a bitchy dynamic duo.

#harringrove #the drag queens #couple goals honestly #steve harrington #billy hargrove #lol but seriously #thanks for listening to this brain rot #back to writing

[sleepyeye17]

Quick sketch of Steve as a drag queen. Her name is Connie Cushion and she has vaguely Dolly Parton vibes. He turns his freckles into hearts.

#steve harrington #drag queen steve harrington #steddie #joe keery #fan art #stranger things fanart #steve the hair harrington #quick sketch

[depressedtheatrekiddo]

Steddie kinda famous AU(?) | Genderfluid Stevie <3 | Eddie is a rat man and I laugh at him (I would probably be like that if I was Steve Harrington husband but that's not about me) | Live laugh love Stevie | Pushing the history teacher Steve agenda because he's a variant of Hob Gadling >:D

[I'm sorry if it has errors it's been a while since I had written something in English (it's not my first language) so whatever mistake I have feel free to tell me and I'll edit <3]

. ° — ° — 🌟 — ° — ° .

Corroded Coffin seemed to be popular, things were getting better for them, they still had to do part time job because of that 'what if?' but things were going well. Definitely.

In an interview they asked about a song, the meaning. And the shit man Eddie Munson is, he answered with a grin on his face "That's about Stevie, as most of them".

And the fans went crazy, trying to find someone with that name in the Corroded Coffin set or working at some usual bar they played at.

"They is a history teacher" Eddie Munson told the world in another interview "and we are married" he showed the camera a ring he had next to his guitar pick on his neck, he had the biggest smirk on his face.

Then Corroded Coffin were guests of a fundraising gala, they were asked to play at it to attract more people. It was a fancy gala tho, everyone was in their bests dresses and all.

"This one's for my beautiful angel there, who looks as gorgeous as always" And Eddie winked at a special balcony of the vip guests.

Most of the public saw Eddie laughing softly, but they didn't know why. In that balcony a lovely brunette in a marion blue dress gave the guitarist and second voice of Corroded Coffin the middle finger as he had a stupid lovely gaze on their face while she blushed a little.

"Yeah love ya too sweetie" Eddie chuckled before starting with the show.

Later at the gala people saw Eddie Munson next to the tall brunette in that marion dress.

"So are you Eddie's girlfriend?" An interviewer asked, he looked at Stevie with those eyes Eddie didn't like.

But Eddie laughed as he waited for Steve's answer, that was going to be good as hell, they had the bitchy face on.

"Not a girl" Steve smirked "And definitely not his girlfriend, nor boyfriend, nor partner" She looked down at the man, who seemed so little compared to them "He's my husband"

"I am" Eddie smiled so stupidly in love as he looked up at Stevie, who usually wasn't that tall but with the black heels they was wearing today the difference was more than usual.

"Uh— Yeah" The interviewer looked at different places to get outta there

"You got any problem with that sir?"

"N-no it's perfectly fine ma'am— I mean sir— I mean—"

Steve snorted "Come on darling, let's go somewhere else without this kind of people"

And where Stevie went Eddie followed

The amount of edits with the song 'walk him like a dog' after that gala were more than years the Earth has.

"Teddy, look, another one" Steve chuckled as she showed Eddie his phone.

"Stop with that, you menace" Eddie laid down on the couch, next to his significant other, trying to take their phone away playfully.

"Erica is going to bully you so bad" Stevie giggled.

"And Red too" Eddie sighed "Jesus Christ, Stevie I am like that always?"

"It's cute"

"I hate you" Eddie muttered as Steve put on the baseball match of today.

"Love you too sunshine" She smiled softly as they started playing with Eddie's hair.

#steddie #genderfluid steve harrington #loml <3 #eddie munson #he's the raccoon man #like rockstar in a rat man way #steve x eddie #I see the way Stevie and Hob are connected idc what you say #I'm living for this #there's another thing I have where Steve is a drag queen and it's about platonic stobin what dya think about??? #I'm writing again 😭🌟 #steddie it's my comfort ship now #pandalily I'll come back someday #stranger things #I'M BACKKK #*insert Dusty and Stevie scene in S3 you know what* #have a nice day <3 #ALSO IMAGINE THAT STEVIE WOULD BE YOUR TEACHER #I would be insane #imagine seeing them on tv with that random rockstar your brother listens at #and go “that's my history teacher” #that would be wild #because Steve's Barbie and Eddie is his Ken idc what dyall say #kiddos go like “yeah my super cool lovely history teacher Stevie and their husband Eddie Munson” #“EDDIE MUNSON THE ROCKSTAR?” #“what?” and then the kids go wild (yeah even more)

[feralsteddie]

Okay just saw a post that was talking about how Steve would at least have an idea about bisexuality even if he didn’t know the name of it bc of pointing out Vickie could still like boobies thing

And I absolutely agree, I’m a Steve knew he like babes and dudebabes all along truther, BUT

Steve also could’ve known it was something Vickie could do, but not himself.

When I was a kid I knew trans women and drag queens, I spent more than a little time with them, and I still didn’t know you could be trans in the other direction until someone spelled it out for me. Obviously, that’s a bit different, but Steve could have the idea that, yeah, totally, Vickie’s a girl so Vickie could like both, because in his head it could just be different.

He grew up in a small town in Indiana in the 80s, it wouldn’t be that he was stupid, wouldn’t be a hit on his intelligence, it’d just be something he didn’t know and hadn’t had the chance or resources to learn about yet.

#steve harrington #listen!!! #i say this bc even the difference between the 2000s and now is astounding #like my fifth grade babysitter was a drag queen!!! I had a whole person right there was a trans girlfriend and the pieces still didn’t click #even though I already knew something was off with me I didn’t connect those dots and didn’t really know how to voice that #nowadays people have internet and library resources to figure this shit out way more than I did #and there just more visibility in general #and that’s just like a fifteen year jump #in the 80s? where before Rob Steve would’ve only heard the queer community talked about in slurs??? #unless he went and found himself a community- a place that wasn’t biphobic too which is hard to come by even now #he wouldn’t know! #and that’s not a dig in him!!! #sorry I have… a lot of feelings #especially about this #pyreposting

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When Eddie tells Dustin he's staying in a penthouse in San Francisco for the next 5 months to work on his next studio album, Dustin asks, "Have you ever been to the EndUp, Uranus, Junk or Osmosis?"

At first, Eddie doesn't really know what to say. He KNOWS the queer party scene in almost every major city in the western hemisphere, but Dustin?!

When he answers truthfully, "Not in the last eight months", Dustin only clicks his tongue and says, "Good."

And with that he starts talking about the DnD club, about that new girl in town and about how his mother has the hots for good ol' uncle Wayne.

If Eddie was a different person, he'd forget about it and also wonder how Mrs Henderson and Wayne actually happened.

But he's not.

Dustin mentioning the clubs is so random and so out of topic that Eddie's brain can't help but latch onto it.

At first, he only wonders why Dustin knows about the queer party scene of San Francisco and how he got to know about it. Was ist Robin?

Probably, with her living in San for the last few years, but that still doesn't explain why she told Dustin about the clubs.

Then, Eddie can't help but wonder why Dustin simply said 'Good' before changing the topic as if he never asked the question in the first place.

Why Good?

Sure, there's still the fear of Aids when going out, but its not as bad as in the early 80s.

His community - they got it now.

So, Eddie is almost sure that's not it.

At first, he tells himself he'll leave it alone - maybe only ask Dustin about it the next time they see each other. However, when he meets up with a friend at the Eagle for some drinks and a chat about music and his friends new love, he can wonders what he might find at any of the bars and clubs Dustin mentioned.

So, obviously, Eddie goes. Between sleepless nights off from writing and talking to his friends or manager on the phone, Eddie visits the scene in San Fran.

He goes dancing, grabs some drinks and even once hops into one of the dark rooms and gets a blowie from some random guy called Tex.

It's good, it's fun - but Eddie still doesn't understand why Dustin asked - until he sees him in club Uranus.

Or her.

Or, well... Stevie Devine.

Stevie Devine wears golden heels and lipsstick so dark it's almost black.

She has brown eyes like a baby deer, long brown hair and a black dress that twinkles with every move.

She laughs and sings while playing the piano and Eddie knows her.

Eddie and Steve talk on the phone about 5 times a year: for both theirs and Dustin's birthday, Christmas and the Upside Down anniversary, but the last time Eddie really saw Steve was in 1987.

It was for Robin's birthday when they all meet up before Eddie vanished on a tour through Europe with his band.

It was when they all thought they'd stay in contact more and life wasn't too demanding then.

Last time Eddie saw Steve, he had a purple eye and busted lips that closed around their shared joint they smoked right behind Buckley's garden shed.

But the Steve behind that shed in 1987 and Stevie Devine on that dimly lite stage in a queer club in San Francisco have absolutely nothing in common. The more Eddie stares at the tall, beautiful drag queen, the more he is sure that they simply cannot be the same person, right?!

But Stevie sees him, and after her show, she comes up to him and asks in a smokey voice, "Why are you here?!"

Eddie tells her - tells her about him staying in town to produce another album, to write and compose music, and that obviously, he -as a gay man- is allowed to visit all the bars.

"No. I mean, why are you here?!" Stevie asks, fingernails clicking against the table, and Eddie shrugs, blinks a few times, and then says, "Dustin mentioned something."

With that Stevie huffs, rolls her eyes and tells him to wait outside.

Eddie nods, but can't help but watch Stevie go, hips swinging, long legs striding through the room to vanish through a door to the back of the club.

Of course, Eddie waits outside, always eager to do what a beautiful person wants him to do.

He stands there, hands in his pocket, then in his hair, then rolling a cigarette before lightening it only to have something to do with his hands.

When the door opens about 20 minutes later its not Stevie Devine, but Steve Harrington with smudges of make-up on his face and a bag filled with golden heels, a black sequin dress and very long, but very fake brown hair.

"Knew I shouldn't have told Dustin," Steve says once he joins Eddie beside the club, reaching for Eddie's cigarette. His hand is broad and looks like it can hold a nail bat and smash interdimensional monsters to pulp, but he also has long nails and a simple silver ring around his wrist that makes it look almost dainty.

"He didn't really say anything, just asked me if I had been to any of the major queer clubs in the city. It got me interested," Eddie tells him honestly and lights another cigarette, unsure if Steve really would like to share. "Didn't expect to find you here."

There's a blush on Steve's face and his hand flits to his neck to brush some of his natural (also quite long) hair behind his ear before saying, "It's... a somewhat new thing."

"Somewhat?" Eddie asks, trying not to stare onto Steve's lips where he can still find traces of glitter and dark red paint.

Steve shrugs, laughs awkwardly and says, "You know how it is."

Eddie nods, yeah, he knows. Or at least, he can imagine what Steve means. So, he says, "You looked good on that stage."

Steve laughs and it almost sounds like his Drag Queen persona had sounded in the club: dark and sensual and somewhat forbidden.

"Thank you, you do look good on stage as well," Steve replies, flicks the burned down cigarette away and sends Eddie a blinding smile.

"You've been to one of my concerts?"

"Once or twice," Steve says, moves from one foot to the other. His feet must hurt after wearing the heels for the last few hours.

Eddie holds out his arm like a gentleman from the 18th, "Wanna grab a drink?"

"I would love to, but Robin and I always meet up after shows for milkshakes and fries, you're in?" Steve leans on him, long fingers gently curled around Eddie's arm.

"I would love to." Eddie repeats the words and follows Steve into the night..

#steddie #eddie munson #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie stranger things #fanfiction #dustin henderson #robin buckley #somwhat friends to lovers #drag queen #accurate places in san Francisco

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I'm planning out my Drag Queen Stevie fic and desided I want an Argyle camio like the summer of s3

So if anyone has ideas for Argyles Drag name please tell me

Because the idea of him and steve meeting at a drag show before Jonathan even meets him is hilarious to me!!

#steve harrington #argyle #argyle stranger things #drag queen steve harrington #drag queen argyle #please help me find him a good drag name #i cant deside between it beting pizza or weed themed #stranger things #argyle appreciation day #steve and argyle would have such a weird but wonderful friendship lol #please read this it's all ive thought about all fucking day

[stevieharringtonwifeguy]

im compiling references for drag steve (baby dollie)

drop your ideas ive only seen two seasons of drag race and that's my only experience with drag

#steve harrington #stranger things #drag queen steve harrington