#eddie: he was MELTING Steve!

[vecnuthy]

Eddie and Steve kept catching the other's eye every time Dio, their grey and white cat, kept flopping down with a world-weary sigh that, this time, wasn't due to Eddie being annoying showing affection. The poor thing had formed a habit of seeking out the cool floor vents or worming his way into fridge when it was open, but that behavior never seemed too out of character, considering how his fluffy butt would shoot outside and completely starfish-jump into a fresh mound of snow if given the opportunity. And he was always given a lot.

On a leash, of course.

The first time that had happened, Steve and Eddie doubled over in laughter, hands slapping at arms until the "Did you see that?!" of the moment turned into "Can you see him?!" and they both frantically started digging for him. The snow-chilled but panic-warmed reunion yielded a very unamused Dio held tight against Steve's chest (with a hyperbolic "He's frozen solid!") as Eddie's forehead pressed between Dio's snow-dusted ears with a vow of "Never again" spilled from his chapped lips.

But that was January of last year, and it was now July of this year, and — look. The decision was that the cat needed his fur trimmed past just the regularly-scheduled maintenance of the very necessary Butt Trim. It was the peak of summer, and Dio was obviously uncomfortable in his long fur that was thicker than Eddie's skull, the latter of which was unfortunately to blame for the current situation:

Little Dio, Baby D, Dionysus, Rice-a-Ronnie fighting for his hairy little life on the top of the dryer, wiggling like an eel half out of Eddie's hold, claws raking through fur clippings and skidding against its absolutely gripless surface. The clippers buzzed menacingly from the floor after falling off the dryer.

Eddie tried his best to talk the cat down, cooing little things like "You're gonna look so handsome, Steve's gonna be so impressed. You're gonna be such a cool cat," but Dio the Diabolical didn't want any part of that.

Butt trim? No problem. Starting there probably would have been the better idea, but Eddie — alone, forsaken, and abandoned, thanks to Steve getting called in to work on his off day — had started working at the other end and soon found that the job couldn't be carried out with just one set of hands, committed though they were.

After a well-fought struggle, Eddie finally let Dio go with permission to "be free and angry — for now," and turned the clippers off, but he was not prepared for the sight that fully registered when he found Dio sitting on a stool next to the counter.

After an appropriate gasp, Eddie muttered, "Ohhh my god. Diogenes, what have I done?" from behind his hand, not knowing whether to laugh or to cry.

Dio ignored him, fully in ice-out mode as he groomed his face. He didn't even flinch as Eddie snapped a picture on his phone, but didn't take too kindly to the tone of Eddie's "Why are you so tiny?!" so he hopped down and found another spot in a different room.

Eddie texted the following to Steve:

I made a mistake he won't let me clip anymore. Will I be arrested.

Not even ten seconds later, Eddie received a video call from Robin Buckley, who was absolutely howling in laughter, featuring a horrified Steve in the background, unable to tear his eyes away from his phone.

The rest of the fur trim may or may not have happened until a few days later because the sight was just so ridiculously fascinating (and Robin had insisted on experiencing its full glory in person). His fuzzy boots and a fluffy tuft at the end of his tail remained, though.

#Steve saying 'you could have WAITED' as Robin practically shrieks 'why does he look like that?!' in a tone that would summon dogs #eddie: he was MELTING Steve! #Steve: why is he so tiny?!! #Eddie: RIGHT? #eddie would absolutely have a collection of nicknames for pets #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie #stranger things #steddie fic #steddie ficlet #shout out to that picture popping up on ig lol

[steviesbicrisis]

Eddie and half Italian Steve, Valentine's day edition

Steve: *reading a magazine, minding his own business*

Eddie: *jumps on his lap out of nowhere* BUON SAN VALLENTINO AMORRRI

Steve: *screams and pushes him off of his lap* who taught you that???

Eddie: *looking at him from the floor*... did I say a bad word?

Steve: yES

Eddie: mi dispiaci

Steve: *screeches*

Eddie: *out of italian words* carbonara?

Steve: ma cosa cazz-

["Buon San Valentino amore" just means happy Valentine's day, love. Steve is dramatic because he can't handle Eddie speaking Italian to him. Eddie knows, he asks Robin to teach him words because he loves to see Steve all flustered.]

[I made this just cause @hairstevington told me buon San Valentino today. I'm weak for people who talk in Italian to me okay????]

#half italian steve #he's back #always dying over eddie speaking in italian to him #because i die when joseph quinn speaks in italian #or any non native speaker for that matter #steve melts into a puddle when Eddie gives him a card with “you're my valentine” written in italian #the spelling is soooo wrong #he makes fun of Eddie for it #but he slaps his hand away when eddie tries to take the card back to fix it #steddie #steddie headcanons #sbc writes

[findafight]

Currently consumed by the thought of a stobin Hollywood studio era lavender marriage au. They elope from Hawkins and Steve takes Robin's last name (a scandal when the paps find out!) And work shit jobs until they hit it big. (Robin is a trailblazer director who verbally eviscerates people who abused their actresses to get a ""more authentic performance"". Steve is a leading man who shifts into Dad Roles in his fifties. They adopt a gaggle of children so his career isn't as full as Rob's and he is so happy about it.)

They are a power couple for over half a century and eventually come out (Robin as a lesbian who's had a partner since the fifties and Steve as 'just very queer. I didn't have the words back then and now I don't feel like labeling it' and their marriage as one filled with love and respect and caring without romance or sex. Calling it "every bit as real as any other marriage, except we never had the complications of fucking. We loved together and fought together and cried together and lived together. The only thing more important to us than each other are our children and grandchildren, and isn't that what every other marriage is?") to the confusion of nearly everyone because they clearly adore each other and constantly hold hands or sit on laps and call each other soulmates and gaze adoringly across rooms and once said about meeting that they knew, after that first month of teasing and jeering and growing pains, that they'd found the person they were meant to be with. That they'd be together for as long as they were given because to know someone so thoroughly that they know you better than yourself and you know them the same that you barely need to speak but you do for the joy of the other's company is a rare gift to be given, especially so young.

Because they never lied! It's just, people assume romantic intent or attraction when Robin and Steve don't! They're the loves of each other's lives but they are not romantically in love and that's hard for people to understand. Especially a high profile couple who was the Romantic Ideal for three generations. And so when they say they were never involved like that, it's hard for some to believe because those two love each other so openly and intensely and for that love to be something other than romantic doesn't compute.

But on the other hand, they had already been queer icons. Steve 100% played in a heavily queercoded war film in the fifties and Robin had a Way of shooting women and they'd been vocal "allies" since the sixties. They'd nearly come out in the eighties but by then it wasn't just a decision they could make. It involved their partners and their children and grandchildren, so they waited to do so. But they were activists early for queer folk and did their best to fight the good fight (and also 1000% cussed Regan out. As he so deserved)

Idk I've rewritten this post like five times as I was helping my brother move and I'm just. Very emotional thinking of a grand, seven decade spanning, queerplatonic love story in the studio era of Hollywood.

#platonic stobin #steve harrington #robin buckley #OBVIOUSLY eddie is there. idk he becomes an early rock and roll sound booth guy. forget the name #and vickie the set designer who falls in love with director robin when their husbands are away at war #but robin and steve are like completely obsessed with esch other everyone would assume theyre together if they didnt know they were married #there is only so many times you can run and leap into each other's arms from across a room before people assume youre in love #which they are just not romantically. absolute geniuses playing the system to get what they want and also be all over each other #when they come out to someone their brain makes dialup noises bc they def saw how they melt into esch other #robin and steve #steve and robin #stobin #qpr stobin #sudio era qpr stobin fic #mayne one day ill write this lmao #finda's rambles #finda writes stuff #dustin becomes a movie magic man (sfx specialist lol) and works with Robin hehe. #lblglewb #lavender's blue au

[suspiciouslackofclowns]

It was easy to give himself over to pleasure when this thing became less of a thing and more of a relationship. He had no choice in the matter, really.

Steve is always there, offering him food, making sure he’s hydrated and comfortable. And Eddie, god, Eddie has found the direct line to his heart through all of the little compliments he provides, all of the soft touches he shares.

In short, Billy was doomed from the start.

“You’re my sweet boy,” Eddie croons. He has Billy’s face cupped in both hands, smudging kisses anywhere he can find purchase. “So handsome.”

Maybe he looks like a big dope with the way he’s grinning, at the mercy of his partner’s affection, but he doesn’t care. Sometime ago, he would have bit back on his smile and tried to hide his blush. Tried to argue that no, he’s not handsome. Not worthy of praise. But now he thinks that, if anything, his tail would be wagging if he had one.

Like some lovesick dog that hasn’t seen its owner all day and acts like it’s been years when they finally come through the door.

Because that’s exactly how he feels.

“Thanks,” he chuckles.

“Mm, you’re welcome.”

Eddie hums against his lips. Smooths both thumbs over his cheekbones with his soft, airy touch. A complete contrast to the heavy weight of the kiss. There’s no tongue. The guy’s mouth doesn’t even open, but he presses passionately and spawns a whirlwind of glee in Billy’s chest.

Feels like when his sweet tooth has been satiated. Like that tang at the back of his throat when he’s had his fill of chocolate, the root of the feeling nestled deep in his spine.

He laughs into the kiss because he can’t help it. Eddie pulls back with a smile, still so close that the warmth radiating from his skin is still felt.

“What’re you giggling at, huh?”

Before Billy can even respond, his face is being smothered in more love pecs, and he snorts. Wraps his fingers around Eddie’s wrists but doesn’t attempt to pry his hands away.

In a matter of seconds, he’s a mess. Blinking away tears and gasping for breath between laughs, between kisses, like he’s being tickled to death. It gets worse when his back bumps into something. Something warm. And then another pair of arms is wrapping around his waist from behind.

“I didn’t realize it was spoil Billy hour,” Steve lilts. Brushes his lips against the blond’s shoulder, drags them into the crook of his neck. The outline of his smile only serves to make that gleeful feeling in Billy’s chest worsen. “Cute boys get cuddles!”

“Fuck yeah, they do,” Eddie agrees. “Is it PB&J time?”

“No,” Billy wheezes.

“Y’know, I think it is. With raspberry jam?” Steve asks.

“Always.”

Eddie presses closer. Sufficiently pins Billy between him and Steve, his hands leaving his face in favor of grabbing his shoulders. Maybe the blond would squirm more if he wasn’t so pliant right now. So easy.

Never mind the fact that he’s allergic to peanuts; they’re not talking about making a real sandwich anyways.

“I’m gonna kill you both,” he says, voice pitching up when two pairs of lips meet either side of his neck.

It’s almost sickening, how bad it tickles. How no matter how much he squirms, he’s unable to free himself. Unable to escape from the raspberries against his sensitive skin. His partners only stop when he bunches his shoulders up defiantly.

“Aw, c’mon, you like our sandwiches,” Eddie tuts.

“No,” Billy breathes. “I don’t.”

“Then why’re you smiling so big, then?” Steve chuckles.

He hooks his chin over Billy’s shoulder. Interlocks his fingers over his lower abdomen and relaxes his hold. Eddie mimics him and returns his hands to Billy’s cheeks.

The sandwich becomes gentle. Light to the touch.

And so what if he likes the silly shenanigans that they do to him? Their antics are comparable to the little compliments and words of praise that he’s grown so fond of, like coded I love you’s, and he’s weak to it. Weak to the gentle hands that hold him so dearly and the voices that sound like angels in his ears.

“‘Cause I love you idiots. Now get the fuck off me.”

#harringroveson #billy hargrove #steve harrington #eddie munson #ficlet #fluff fic #my boy deserves a little pampering from his silly boyfriends #just so so many kisses and cuddles that he melts from it #my writing

[marriedtobigfoot]

I'm tired of seeing everyone guessing Steve Harrington's favorite songs and leaving out the OBVIOUS fact that he loves Billy Joel.

Take a good look at this fucker and try to tell me he doesn't go HARD to some Billy Joel. He heard Moving Out for the first time when he was 10 years old and he hasn't been the same since.

#stranger things #steve harrington #stranger things 4 #Eddie hates it #But even Eddie cant Deny that its cute when Steve sings Uptown Girl as if he isnt the uptown girl himself #Steve also songs The Longest Time one day to Eddie and it takes everything in him not to melt #steddie

[bit-odd-innit]

hi, i just saw your tags on the west side story hc & i’m screaming at the idea of sondheim fan Steve, it’s just. so perfect. like eddie survives so they get to go see into the woods in ‘87 & Steve is ENAMOURED. & *spoilers* when they kill off the narrator eddie is like !!! (Gleeful). also the pain of relatability in Steve with the baker having a father who’s uncomfortable with babies & a mother who regrets having children. oh and like they are both laughing at the into the woods theme cause they literally went “into the woods” in the upside down, they get such a kick out of it.

& on a completely different note, just. the idea of steve relating to “Something’s coming” in west side story because of the upside down disappearing then coming back into his life (i hc that his singing voice sounds kinda similar to ‘61 Tony). like the sense of hope and growing menace at the same time. Aaaaaa 💔

anyway long story short, thank you for bringing more sondheim Steve thoughts into my life & your tags are always a blessing to see! ❤️

HELLO hi I love Nothing But The Dead and Dying SO much it's quickly becoming one of my favorite ST fics. YES thank you for this ask I love it and I have MANY Sondheim Fan Steve thoughts. Manic Theater Kid Eddie finding out Steve likes musicals and now it's They're Thing, Eddie is going to MAKE it They're Thing damn it. I love the idea of them seeing Into The Woods together, Eddie grabbing Steve and shaking his shoulder when the narrator dies because he didn't know you could do that!!!! They watch the full PBS productions together. In the universe where Eddie becomes a famous musician he does a rendition of Last Midnight on MTV Unplugged but in the "canon" universe maybe he convinces the CC guys to incorporate into their set around his and Steve's anniversary. I think the first Sondheim musical Steve saw was Gypsy which his mom took him to when he was little. (Years later Steve, who still has a complicated relationship with his mom, will think huh that was kinda a fucked up musical to bring your kid to...) He listens to some full original cast recordings but mainly found songs he liked through compilation albums, and it became a game he (and later Robin and Eddie) would play to track down what musical the song came from. And I think he cries at the end of WSS every time because no matter how many times he sees it part of him always thinks Tony and Maria are going to make it :') Thank you again for this ask and for your beautiful writing <3

#i have a fic where steve tells eddie how much wss means to him #and later he serenades eddie with being alive from company #and gets so into it he doesn't notice eddie is basically melting into th floor he's so charmed #i gotta kick the tires on it again #anyway thanks again sorry for word vomitting i have MANY thoughts lol #steddie #steve sondheim enjoyer agenda

[caelcrowe]

dive down deeper

all i need is you

you're all i need to breathe

#cael crowe art #steddie #wip #i forgot how much i love drawing mermaids #so mermaid steddie au #10000 emerald pools #i imagine this as a steve has a shitty home life and often goes to the sea to be out of the way and to have alone time #and he meets eddie who has been cautiously watching him for a while before revealing himself #and steve is just so entranced by this charming mermaid with scars like his qnd big brown eyes #and steve is pretty cautious around water but eddie wants to help him overcome that fear #so steve takes a leap #and eddie is there to catch him #to help him and to teach him #eddie can show steve his world #because he can help steve breathe underwater #of course the only way to do that #is with some kisses #and steve wants to just melt into them #so he never questions it or complains

[prettyboybillyhargrove]

Heyyy 💕

How would Billy react to his boyfriends calling him pretty?

What are his exogenous zones 😏

Hey darling thanks for asking 💕

I think you mean erogenous zones? My English is not very good sorry if I understand wrong lol.

For the pretty thing. He fucking adores it. He loves every little compliment from his boyfriends but pretty boy is his favorite. Steve called him pretty, cutey pie, blondie, Billy baby, sweet cheeks, babydoll... literally everything even before they started dating. At first Billy snarl at him a lot because he thought the brunette was mocking him. But Steve make sure to prove him he's not mocking and very serious about saying he's pretty. He kisses him a lot and calls him pretty whenever he had the chance. When they first had sex he kissed Billy all over and whispers sweet words to him. Talking how pretty he is, how beautiful his long ass eyelashes, how his eyes are so deep like the ocean. Billy loves it. Maybe he even has a kink. He just loves being pretty and he loves when Steve appreciate it. He blushes all over when Steve compliments him out of nowhere. When Eddie join them he was already used to it so there was not very much blushes and batting his eyelashes but he still enjoys it all the same. And maybe gives them a little gifts in return 👀

And the erogenous zones part hmmmm hmmmmm. I have a thing about Billys belly sooo. His belly, inner thighs, nipples are probably so sensitive. And maybe he likes to get choked 👀. And and behind his knees, and his adonis muscles are ticklish so there's that too. Steve knows all of this parts and use it very desirously.

#harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #stranger things #eddie munson #steddilly #mungrove #asks #billy has a praise kink #he enjoys when his bfs calls him pretty #cause he makes himself pretty just for them #wears pretty things and do his makes up for them #steve and eddie use tge fuck out of billys kink #whenever they say pretty to him Billy just melts right there #and jump on their laps #iwigyounot #thanks for this i really ask your questions #i lovd your questions #wtf is wrong with me lol #crocus answers 🥀 #harringrove ficlet #my aus #my hcs

[luxeberries]

i feel like steddie... in public they act like steve and eddie - they clash beautifully, have this push and pull, make fun of each other - because that's just how they are. and when its just them they're still like that but. in private, that's when they bring out the softer endearments, when they're cosy and wrapped up in each other. theres more pull than push and they call each other 'baby' and 'sweetheart'. and i dont think its because they're not comfortable doing that stuff around their friends, i think it just naturally happens. i think they just reserve that for themselves without thinking about it.

#stranger things #steddie #like. god i never used to like 'baby' as an romantic endearment but its SO.....SWEET..... ill melt. oh god #just. eddie and steve heading to eddie's place after hanging out with the kids or robin #and eddie immediately tucks himself into steve's arms because he is /drained/ #and steve says 'you tired baby?' into his hair #ughghgh god. its too much.

[highpriestessfae]

Jason: was looked at as a hero but was a villain.

Eddie: was looked at as a villain but was a hero.

#stranger things #eddie munson #rohin buckley #nancy wheeler #mike wheeler #will byers #steve harrington #dustin henderson #lucas sinclair #erica sinclair #max mayfield #jonathan byers #eleven #jim hopper #joyce byers #murray #enzo #i fucking hate jason with my whole heart #i was happy he got sliced and melted fuck him

[shares-a-vest]

Fruity Four Advent Calendar, Day 8: Rituals

Prompt List

Today I have a bunch of headcanons about each of the Fruity Four's typical Christmas traditions/rituals. Feel free to yell with me in my inbox about these. I could literally write all day about people making and sharing food.

Steve Harrington

Steve's Christmas traditions are really only three years old. Sure, he has dinner with his parents, grandma and his great aunt Doris but that's a silent, formal dinner on Christmas Eve that his parents don't even like, it's mainly to placate the oldies.

His parents each host their respective work Christmas parties at the house. His mother's is more of a fancy dinner party. Whereas his father's company has an absolute rager that rivals all those King Steve parties.

He takes every shift available at Family Video to get away from his mum who, despite thinking she is like a Martha-Stewart-level hostess, is not.

He drives the kids around Christmas shopping. It's probably the most chaotic carpooling gets because no one is organised and getting the boys to actually pick out thoughtful gifts is like pulling teeth. He'll get all analytical giving his wisdom about how to buy gifts for girls.

He helps Max wrap her gifts and might conveniently bring a nice dinner over to the Mayfields.

Max and Dustin both call him on Christmas morning. Max asks (for like the billionth time) if he would like to spend Christmas at her house, while Dustin triple-checks he is coming over for lunch.

He insists on making dessert for the Henderson's Christmas lunch.

He buys Claudia flowers and perfume (gifts he used to give his mum before his parents gradually fazed out presents).

Steve bakes gingerbread for the kids and has Robin wrap them with nice tags for each kid.

He'll stay in the Christmas sweater Claudia gifts him for Christmas until it stops snowing.

Nancy Wheeler

Nancy's Christmas is largely dictated by the traditions of Wheeler family - their Christmases being basically the same, well-oiled machine every year.

She takes Holly shopping, wanting to include her in the grown-up stuff.

She gave up on taking Mike shopping a couple of years ago, he never had any decent ideas for their parent's gifts anyway. Plus he always wanted to sit down for snacks which Nance never budgeted for.

She spends a really long time picking out Christmas cards.

And uses a pretty, gold marker pen to write on her Christmas cards.

She always writes beautiful long messages, always personal and heartfelt.

The Wheeler's typically travel to see extended family before Christmas because Karen likes having just the family at home on Christmas morning.

Nancy and Mike spend a lot of time over Christmas playing video games together.

She makes sugar cookies for when The Party hold a holiday campaign in the basement. She makes them with Holly's help and it's the one time she allows Mike to take credit (only if he still includes Holly).

She typically ends up putting up the outside Christmas lights because Karen and Ted argue about how hapless his efforts are.

She drives when the family goes around looking at Christmas lights.

Nancy and Karen will spend hours together decorating the Christmas tree, just like they've been doing since she was a kid.

Robin Buckley

Robin's Christmas traditions are pretty much entirely focused around her busy crafting schedule and how much time her parents make her spend with extended family.

She makes every gift herself, including cards and tags and, if she has enough time, wrapping paper.

She accompanies Steve with his Christmas shopping, although she's a bit distracting, linking their arms and pulling him in every direction.

Robin and her brother Cameron have a movie marathon every year, sticking strictly to Christmas movies.

Cameron doesn't let Steve in on their traditions. It's not that he doesn't like Steve, he just wants to spend time with his sister.

The Buckley family goes to their grandparent's house on Christmas Day for dinner with the entire extended family.

Robin spends pretty much the whole time sitting in the corner with Cameron and her favourite cousin, Marcie, chatting away a million miles an hour about movies and TV.

She calls Steve multiple times on Christmas, in the morning and when he's at Dustin's to make sure he is happy.

Her aunts and uncles pester her about having a boyfriend and that's typically when she'll make an excuse to go and call Steve.

She'll set the table for dinner, making it look like something out of a catalogue but she is not allowed anywhere near the kitchen (which extends beyond Christmas, she's a hopeless cook).

Robin and her mum make Christmas ornaments, including painted baubles.

She has to suffer through her father's horribly unfunny comedy records over the Christmas break.

Eddie Munson

Eddie's Christmas traditions date back to his first Christmas with Wayne.

Wayne has always asked for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day off at the plant. "I have a kid at home," he says.

Eddie is surprisingly relaxed over Christmas, probably because he knows his uncle is happy to have a few days off work.

He waits on Wayne over the holidays insisting, "Put your feet up, old man".

Up until Christmas 1984, he went with Wayne to visit his dad in prison. It was Wayne's idea to go and his decision to stop. He just felt this nagging obligation. The final straw was Eddie's father making fun of him for needing to repeat senior year.

Eddie takes flowers to his mother's grave on Christmas Eve. He'll sit and talk, and sing quietly. Wayne goes a couple of days before Christmas and tells her how Eddie's doing.

Eddie will stroll over to Max's mid-Christmas morning to see how her mum is doing and (instructed by Wayne) asks if they would like to join them for dinner.

They'll schedule the whole day around whatever time It's a Wonderful Life is airing. It's one of Wayne's favourite movies, being a huge fan of Jimmy Stewart (he likes his westerns best).

Wayne buys "the fancy, expensive" coco for the holidays. Yes, he also has festive coffee mugs.

Eddie cooks an elaborate breakfast, while Wayne makes a roast for dinner.

Eddie sits around playing Wayne's favourite blues music on his acoustic. Wayne sometimes plays a little too (he thinks he's no good compared to his nephew).

They smoke a bit of Eddie's good weed. Not too much because Wayne wants to savour their Christmas and not be totally baked.

Wayne buys Claudia Henderson a nice bottle of wine and flowers for Christmas for all the food she sends with Dustin when he's over visiting Eddie.

#idk if robin canonically has a brother or its a headcanon that has melted into my brain??? #whatever he exists now and his name is cameron #look at me projecting onto Nancy and Robin as I hurtle closer to Christmas :/ #the fruity four #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #StrangerThingsFestiveFun

[dreamofbecoming]

hhhhh is it bad that i’m coming up with post-canon stranger things aus when i haven’t even seen the canon

#steddie #like i haven’t even bothered reading episode summaries #i’ve just been synthesizing what i think happened from fics and gifsets on tumblr #but i’ve been having Thoughts #about everything being the same (including dustin telling wayne that eddie is dead and all) #except what if he’s not dead #like what if he’s barely hanging on but they couldn’t find vitals bc they were all too panicked and tired #and it was too risky to bring his body back through with steve still injured so they left him there #but then he wakes up alone and severely injured #and it takes a couple days for el to notice that she can feel someone alive in the upside down still #(can she do that? genuinely i don’t care) #and she tears a hole and they go back for him but it’s like #god the whump potential yk?? #the trauma of surviving those days alone and nearly dead? #the horror and guilt that dustin and steve and robin and nancy feel? #the way they would all melt down every time they had to leave the room he’s in #because they left him once and it was the worst mistake any of them ever made #the way it throws steve and nancy right back to barb but worse? #the way you’d have to pry dustin off eddie with a crowbar for months #there’s just so many options!! #delicious #stranger things

[starrystevie]

you can’t convince me that eddie, king of using nicknames, doesn’t call steve every bug name under the sun only to have steve roll his eyes in disgust every time he gets called caterpillar or ladybug or earth worm but gets a bright smile with shining eyes when he calls him junebug on a whim cause “munson how’d you know my birthday’s in june?” so that’s the only bug nickname that sticks and gets whispered as steve’s name when eddie tells him he loves him

#listen steve is a june cancer because i say so #you can not change my mind #cause you know who else is a jun cancer? sailor moon and that man is exactly like sailor moon #but also imagine eddie and steve sitting outside in the summer and he just leans over and calls him junebug and steve melts #steddie brain rot will not leave me alone #i haven't been able to think about anything other than this all day

[yikesharringrove]

I was gonna write a Drabble where the gang decides to make a mixtape with everyone’s favorite song for Vecna fighting purposes and I was thinking of what Steve’s would be and I was thinking of a few good ones that would be kind of nice and unexpected from him (Son of a Preacher Man, If I Can Dream, Roadhouse Blues) but let’s be fucking real.

Everyone is saying their favorite song and it gets to Steve’s turn and he says, completely serious, “Never Gonna Give You Up”.

#I know never gonna give you up wasn’t released until 1987 but shhhhh let me be funny #either that or Africa which he was canonically playing when he was about to fuck Nancy #steve harrington #Eddie just bursts into flames #robin rolls her eyes so hard she sees her brain #max melts into a puddle #Dustin nods his head in agreement

[hairmetal666]

They start kissing on stage as a joke.

The night before the first time, they're at an afterparty, pounding shots, and Eddie is reading aloud a piece that just came out in Rolling Stone. "'One of the most noteworthy parts of Munson and Harrington's unlikely pairing is their chemistry on stage. It's like these two men--one on his way to being the latest metal god, the other an indie rock wunderkind--are two parts of one musical whole. Their singing, their playing, even their bodies twine and flow with assuredness; where one goes, the other follows without question. They share a single brain-cell and that cell is music'."

Steve giggles, pours some more Grey Goose into the glass. "If they say that now, could you imagine what would happen if we, like, kissed on stage or something."

"What the fuck, Harrington?" Eddie splutters, having just thrown a drink back.

"I don't know, other bands do it!"

Eddie snorts. "I'm cutting you off." He reaches for the bottle and the suggestion is forgotten for wrestling over the liquor.

Steve barely remembers it in the morning. Doesn't think about it at all as he gets ready to go out on stage.

They're playing one of the instrumental breakdowns when it happens. They're leaning into each other, Eddie smiling over his shoulder at him, their eyes locked, bodies moving together. "You wanna?" Eddie mouths at him.

Steve nods before the question actually registers and by then Eddie's warm, soft mouth is against his and he just-- completely forgets what he's doing. His hands still on the guitar strings, and he melts a little, going completely boneless when Eddie grips the back of his head, pulls him deeper into the kiss. t's over almost as quickly as it started, Eddie pulling away and swirling to the mic to start the next verse.

The kiss sinks into Steve's bones, and that's before it becomes a regular feature of their performances. After that night, they're never at the same time during the show, all initiated by Eddie, all over before he can catch his breath; each one chaste and surrounded by people but somehow more intimate than any make out.

He and Eddie, they're friends, bandmates, collaborators. They've known each other since they first started out, forging an immediate connection with they stumbled upon each other hiding out in the garden at some industry bigwig's party. And as much as he loved his friend, never once in that time had Steve considered wanting Eddie.

But now, now he falls asleep with the ghost of Eddie on his lips, goes into each show with a thrum of anticipation, catches himself thinking how beautiful his friend is when he's all rumpled and disheveled from a night in the tour bus bunks.

They've always been easy with physical affection, but once the kissing starts they're constantly in each other's space, idly playing with hair, laying across laps, heads on shoulders, twisting together on the tour bus couch. Steve is ruined with every touch, every moment; he can't get enough.

The first time Eddie uses tongue destroys every last piece of Steve's composure. They've added a new song to the setlist, a remixed version of Eddie's hit "Prince Charming". It's hard, heavy, sexy, one of Steve's favorites. And in the middle of it, right in the middle, Eddie shoves him against a low platform, kisses him like he's trying to own him, tongues twining eager and wet and full of sinful promise. It's like that every show after, Eddie kissing him deep and thorough, like he's trying to lick up every drop of Steve.

He is, unquestionably, fucked. Unquestionably falling. Can't properly fathom how he'd gotten himself here, desperate for Eddie's kiss, as performative as it may be.

They're packing up equipment after a show. Eddie's hair is piled in a messy bun and Steve is trying not to blatantly stare at the curve of his neck, the stray curls against his pale skin. Eddie's gesturing at something, says, "Can you grab those cords, swee--Steve?" He hands them over without thought, notices that Eddie's face is shining red. He's called away to deal with packing the guitars, forgets all about it, but at their next show, Eddie doesn't kiss him.

They don't talk about it.

Eddie doesn't try to kiss him again.

A week after Eddie stops the kiss, they have a night off between shows. He needs to get out of his head, goes out with Robin. He gets back fairly early, but all the lights are off in the bus. It makes him panic in a way it shouldn't; they've always done their own things. Still, he rushes on board, flips on the lights, his absurd heart beating too hard.

Eddie is curled up on the couch, face pressed to the pillows and covered with his hands. The panic kicks up a notch.

"Eddie?" He steps closer, slowly reaching out to grip Eddie's shoulder.

He jerks upright, earbuds slipping free, phone sliding down his hip. "Steve?"

His face is wet, tears actively slipping free from his eyes as Steve watches.

"What happened? Are you hurt?" His hands flutter around Eddie's arms and face, searching for bruises or wounds.

"I'm fine, Harrington," he chokes out. "Though you were out with Robin?"

"Yeah, I was, but Chrissy called. You know how useless she gets. But that doesn't--you--you're crying. What's wrong?"

Eddie's smile is a wobbly little thing, refusing to stick on his face. "Oh, you know, the usual. Fell for the wrong guy."

Steve forces down the gut churning hurt at hearing that Eddie's in love with someone, intent on comforting his friend. He tries to slip his arm around Eddie's shoulders, but Eddie shrugs him off. It jostles Eddie's phone again, slipping it toward Steve and activating the screen. He has a split second where he's looking at the cover of his own first album, before Eddie's snatching it out of reach, scrambling up from the couch.

"I'm fine." He swipes his sleeve over his face. "It's nothing."

And Steve is putting it all together, the being in love and listening to Steve's music, the kissing and how it ended.--

"Eddie." He sounds all wrong, choked and garbled.

Eddie doesn't turn around, is stuffing his feet into his boots. "I'm--I gotta go clear my head."

He walks towards the door and Steve just--"I've been obsessed with you since the first kiss," he says. Eddie stops, hand curled against the door. "We've been friends all this time and I didn't--I never realized. And then we kissed and--it's all I've been able to think about."

Eddie turns then, facing him, expression unreadable."Steve, what are you--"

"I love you. I'm in love with you." It comes out fast, all jumbled, but he can't stand Eddie leaving, not now.

"You--?" Eddie blinks, bites his lip. "That's not possible."

Steve smiles, can't help it. "It is, though. Turns out, I can't get enough."

Their eyes lock; neither speaks. Steve's heart pounds so hard it might spring free of his chest. Eddie moves first, crosses the small distance between them to pull Steve into his arms.

It's not a kiss, but Steve buries his face against Eddie's neck, breathing him in, feeling the echo to the pound of his own heart. "How long?" Steve asks.

Eddie's soft laugh vibrates through him. "Since I saw you walking in that garden and thought, 'jesus christ, Prince Charming is real'."

Steve pulls away to stare at Eddie in disbelief. "But that's--your--the song?"

"They're kinda all about you, Stevie. But that one most of all." Eddie whispers. His eyes glisten.

"Fuck, Eddie." He doesn't mean to whine, but he's not in control of his voice anymore. "I'm sorry I didn't--" He shakes his head. "I'm all yours, Ed. Whatever you want."

Eddie's thumb catches against Steve's bottom lips, eyes transfixed on his mouth. "Everything, sweetheart. I want it all."

#steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #ficlet #bandmates steve and eddie #musician au #fluff #angst #eddie munson has a crush on steve harrington #oblivious steve harrington #eventual mutual pining #kissing on stage #it's a joke. until it isn't #this is because boygenius won a bunch of grammys #all award shows are fake and the grammys are the most fake of all but still #if the tour bus is rockin' etc etc etc #grey goose got your girl feeling loose

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El being wholesome with Steve. El being wholesome with Steve. The weird sibling duo we didn’t know we needed. I need more of it. I might do it….no I’ve done enough of them…

Okay, okay. But just picture this:

The kids trying to embarrass Steve all the time with photos and stories to Eddie, but El ruins it every.single.time. because she is so unbelievably wholesome when it comes to Steve.

Here is everyone pulling out scoops photos (which Eddie actually loves thank you very much) and sharing stories about his failed dates. Dustin tells Eddie specifically about the time he was teaching Lucas basketball and Lucas threw the ball too hard at the backboard and hit Steve in the face.

So they are all poking fun at Steve in his and Robin’s apartment (because in every universe these platonic soulmates live together) and there is just El who randomly chimes in:

“Steve took me to this thing called a ren faire once. It was very fun. We both looked really pretty.”

Eddie absolutely melts at the story and gushes over the photos she has.

And everyone gets quiet every time, because no one wants to criticize El, but one time Max gently goes, “You know that’s like….nice right? We’re making fun of him.”

Everyone one expects her to being embarrassed or confused but instead she simple says.

“I know. I don’t like it. Steve’s nice.”

And she embarrasses everyone, except Robin and Eddie who are the only ones Steve never gets upset with when they make fun of him. They all mumble out apologies, and Steve turns to Dustin and goes:

“This is why she gets a special section in the freezer. All different flavors of eggos.”

El’s eyes get wide. “Even the blueberry ones?”

Steve gives her hair a tousle, “Especially the blueberry ones.”

#el and steve have a sibling relationship #steddie #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #el hopper #eleven hopper #the party stranger things #platonic stobin #my writing