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angeldreamsoffanfic · 1 year

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content warning: this took SUCH a turn to dom eddie munson wanting to make steve harrington just absolutely one, turn his brain off, and two- realize that his interests aren’t stupid. like it’s not… necessarily explicit on here but when this gets a bit more fleshed out… it’s gonna have to be posted on ao3 😂

The thing is, Steve Harrington knows hair- okay?

And he also knows that his friends completely like to tease him about it, that they think that most of the time his affinity for it is a bit narcissistic. That he shouldn’t spend as much time as he does on it and he should “let go sometimes”, but he can’t.

He can remember watching his mother years ago in the bathroom mirror teach him how to style his hair, with little spritzes of water and a just a few puffs of sweet smelling hairspray. He can fully and thoroughly recall flipping through magazines when he was younger, back when his parents had started to travel, and taking beauty tips from the pages in regards to detangling. He’d spent three days with a knot at the nape of his neck, after a few days of swim practice, and he had too much pride at the time to ask anyone for help.

But anyway, Steve Harrington knows hair- and it’s not that he thinks other people don’t… but he also knows that some people don’t care as much as he does. And that’s why watching Eddie Munson take a brush to his curls (completely dry which is painful in it of itself) is absolutely heartbreaking in the weirdest way possible.

Steve also is completely and totally aware that his face must be doing… something, because Eddie has turned around to fully face him- instead of glaring daggers at his own reflection.

“What, Harrington?”

Steve shook his head quickly, fingers drumming against his thighs as he diverted his attention to the tv again. He hadn’t had a television in his room before actually, had figured it’d be a bit too much of a distraction from trying to sleep. Steve is sure there’s some study about the light too, a study Robin had rambled to him before.

That’d been before Vecna though, before the year 1986 and all of it’s horrors that it brought along to the town Hawkins once again. In Steve’s mind? A small tv and a couple of VHS tapes was probably the least of his worries after surviving everything. The tv itself had some poorly made horror movie on, something Eddie had brought along from his government provided home, while the two waited on Robin and Nancy to make their way over.

“Stevie?” Eddie had moved closer, brows slightly furrowed as his dark eyes widened. “What’s on your mind, man? Not getting like…” Eddie mimed wiggling his fingers at the side of his own head, and Steve couldn’t hold back the laugh that made it’s way out from his throat. “Okay so Vecna is not getting his creepy hands on you… so what’s up then?”

Steve took a moment and shrugged, before he let himself card a wide-splayed hand through his own hair. The hairspray was just ever so slightly crunchy under his fingers, and Steve huffed as he shrugged again.

“It’s so stupid man, like don’t even worry about it.” Steve flapped a hand in Eddie’s direction, and Eddie was quick to click his tongue against the back of his teeth as he moved closer.

“Nuh uh, big boy.” Eddie eased himself onto the foot of the bed, and Steve forced himself to not scrunch his nose as Eddie’s dry curls swished a bit around his shoulders. “C’mon I can see it in your eyes! Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell m-”

Steve cut Eddie off with a press of a flat palm up against Eddie’s lips, and Steve tried to not think about how soft Eddie was up against Steve’s skin. Steve groaned as Eddie’s tongue swiped against his flesh, and Steve hissed as he reared backward away from the older teen.

“Fucking gross dude!”

“Usually I’m the one doing that, big boy!”

Steve and Eddie both spoke up at the same time, and the two eyed each other warily, before they split into soft laughs between the two. Eddie then shifted further up onto the bed, back pressed up against the footboard, before he knocked his leg against Steve’s.

“C’mon dude, what’s up?”

“Your hair!” Steve finally answered, before he then folded his arms over his chest. “I know it’s stupid, but watching you tear a brush through it dry is actually breaking my heart, Munson.” Steve groaned, and ran a hand over his face before he continued. “And I know it’s stupid and everyone always says it’s stupid of me to care about hair so much-”

“It’s not stupid.” Eddie’s firm tone cut Steve off, and Steve glanced back toward the man through his lashes. Eddie’s jaw is set, firm and unyielding, and Eddie let out a dry laugh. “Fuck man, what has everyone in your life done to you?”

“Huh?”

“You’re… fuck sweetheart, you’re allowed to enjoy things.” Eddie’s voice has gone saccharine sweet, soft and gooey- and the tone has an immediate effect on Steve, making his brain feel all fuzzy and soft. “So, what has everyone in your life done to you?”

Steve doesn’t answer and instead just shrugged again, and it draws a quick intake of breath from Eddie- before the man has pushed himself up and off of Steve’s bed. He’s quick and methodical in his movements, scraping his curls up and off of his neck into a low bun at his nape. Eddie then pulled his boots back on, before he checked his pockets for a moment, and then proceeded to nod to himself. Eddie then extended a hand out to Steve, and wiggled his fingers with a small grin on his face.

“C’mon then, dude. We need to go to the store.”

Steve let his hand meet Eddie’s, and is quick to ignore the flutter in his stomach at the touch. His hands, Eddie’s, are larger than his but the fingers skinnier and calloused from what Steve knows to be years of guitar playing. That, and Eddie now has a pretty decent job at the local mechanic shop, and Steve knows that Eddie enjoys the job. Knows that Eddie likes working with his hands, and Steve tried to ignore the idea of Eddie getting those hands on Steve—

“Stevie?” Eddie snapped his fingers in front of Steve’s eyes, and Steve shook himself out of his revere. Steve sent Eddie a nervous smile, and he tried to ignore the flush of heat he can feel under his cheeks at the soft coo that Eddie let out. “You okay, sweetheart?”

“Mhm,” Steve bobbed his head in a quick nod, even when Eddie hummed before he moved as to grab the pair of Nikes that Steve had on earlier in the day. “Where are we uh, headed?”

“You and I-” Eddie moved back to Steve, and he curled a hand around Steve’s right ankle before he pulled- which caused Steve to unsteadily rock back, before he clamped a firm hand on Eddie’s shoulder. “I gotcha don’t ya worry baby-” Eddie murmured, soft and saccharine again, before he continued on as if Steve’s heart isn’t about to beat out of his chest. Eddie worked Steve’s Nike onto his foot, methodical in tying the laces tight, double-knotted just like Steve does. “You and me are gonna make our way out to Anderson for the afternoon.”

“But why?”

Eddie just sighed, soft and slow at Steve’s softly asked question, before he grabbed at Steve’s left foot, and set about slipping the other shoe onto it. Eddie took a moment, made sure to tie the laces of the shoe tight, before he stood back up so he could peer down slightly at Steve. Steve doesn’t move as Eddie pinched Steve’s chin soft in between his thumb and pointer, before Eddie slightly shook Steve’s face from side to side.

It’s enough that something in Steve just burns.

“Because Anderson has a nice and big hair supply shop in it, and we’re gonna go spend a little bit of government hush money there.” Eddie cooed, his voice soul-achingly sweet again, and Steve forced himself to swallow down the saliva that had been quick to pool in his mouth at Eddie’s tone. “And then when we’re done, I’ll drive us back here and you can do anything you want to my hair.”

“Anything?” Steve croaked, eyes wide as he kept his eyes on Eddie’s from under his lashes. Eddie’s smile is gleaming, and Eddie hummed quietly as he nodded himself.

“Absolutely anything, sweet thing.”

Steve Harrington knows hair, and he knows that.

And he also knows that his friends completely like to tease him about it, well, it’s seems like except for Eddie. So Steve let himself smile and nod, and he reveled in the way that Eddie grinned- a quick flash of teeth as he pinched a little firmer at the meat of Steve’s chin, before he let go.

“Atta boy.”

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a-little-unsteddie · 3 months

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zombie apocalypse au where the apocalypse started while the party is at a summer camp and the older teens were camp counselors there. they all travel together to help the kids find their parents — they find El on the way. brenner is the one who created the whatever causes zombies. vecna is patient one, who isn’t out of his mind. Eleven is the only surviving patient who was immune to it or smth. the griup travels to clarke to make a cure. maybe it works, maybe it doesn’t.

#longfic idea i’ll never write #unsteddie aus #au content: zombie apocalypse #eventual steddie #eventual rovickie #or whatever robin/vickie would be #background jargyle/jancy #idk what else #i dont usually write the party

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bigboysteveharrington · 2 years

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The Things in Life that I Can't Find chapter 1 on AO3

After Eddie narrowly survives the Upside Down, he wakes up handcuffed to a hospital bed. When his name is cleared, he thinks it's too good to be true that they all survived and that he isn't being convicted for murders he didn't commit. And maybe it is...

Eddie was having a hard enough time live back in his trailer where he watched Chrissy die before Wayne died of a heart attack. Staying there without him is nearly impossible. Eddie isn't expecting anything when he vents to Steve about how hard it is sleeping there, but he isn't going to say no when Steve offers for him to move into the basement of his house.

Steve asks Eddie to move in because he knows hard it can be sleeping and being alone in your home after finding out that monsters are real. But he also asks him because his parents are almost never around and he's lonely and maybe it would be nice not always coming home to an empty house.

#Steve's oblivious as hell at first but they'll get together eventually #There's also gonna be background Ronance #Stranger Things #Steddie #Steve Harrington #Eddie Munson #Steddie fanfiction #ST4 #Fruity Four #Mine

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tiannasfanfic · 1 year

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True Sight

Eddie Munson x Reader (Angst)

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Summary: While helping Eddie clean out his van, you find something that has the potential to completely destroy your relationship.

Rating: General Audiences

Author Note: Gender neutral Reader, they/them pronouns (if any), because anyone can wear panties. An AU where Henry Creel doesn't happen. Angst with a Twist. This story is 90-95% true, even the background of Eddie and Reader's relationship.

CW: Description of on and off relationship; mentions of abandonment issues; mentions of cheating; brief, non-graphic description of past sexual encounter (below waist penetration but not specified where, choking).

Word Count: 2,676

At some point in every long term relationship, the people in it find themselves purchasing their first vehicle together. No matter if it’s brand new right off the lot or an older model that a buddy is trying to get rid of, it’s a huge milestone for any couple.

That time had finally come for you and Eddie.

By now, duct tape and prayer were holding his van together. Your car may have been slightly newer and in better condition, it was at the point of breaking far more often than the two of you could really afford.

Regardless of why, it was an exciting time for both of you. Even getting a used vehicle, this was going to be the newest one either of you had ever owned. Not only that, but this was the first vehicle that Eddie was able to buy for himself, which was another huge milestone. Yes, the two of you were buying it together, but that was beside the point. You weren’t going to take that claim away from him since his van had been Wayne’s initially and was a roughly used hand me down.

Once a truck was found that you both fell in love with, you went ahead and traded your car in to help lower the down payment. That had been the plan with the van too until dealership took one look at it and laughed, so the two of you were on your own when it came to selling it.

Fortunately, it didn’t take long to find someone that was willing to give what Eddie was asking for it.

Unfortunately, this meant it had to be cleaned. And if there was one thing that had never happened to this van, it was a good deep cleaning.

Now, while Eddie had gotten better over the years when it came to tossing trash into the back, especially once he had stopped hanging out in there, he wasn’t always the best at remembering to throw things away later. There were still plenty of empty to-go cups, soda bottles, food wrappers, cans, cigarette packs, lighters and the like that had to be thrown away. It wasn’t anything gross, at least, except for a bottle of motor oil that had leaked right behind the driver’s seat.

Once all off the surface trash was out of the way, and the old blankets pulled out and examined before ultimately being thrown away, the van turned into a bit of a time capsule for the two of you. You both started finding things long thought lost, which brought on some reminiscing.

Ah, if this van could talk. She had seen a lot of things, both with and without you at Eddie’s side.

You both were in great moods as the day progressed, made even better by sharing one last joint then making out in the back for old time’s sake. But shortly after that while at the peak of your high, you found something at the bottom of the glove compartment.

When you first saw it, you weren’t really sure what it was. Once you picked it up, you could tell by the feel of it that it was some kind of flimsy fabric that had been wadded up into a ball. After carefully unwinding the fabric from the ball, you held it up with both hands to look at.It took a moment, but you eventually realized what it was that you were holding.

“Hey Eddie?” you said, slowly turning in the passenger seat towards the back of the van.

“Yeah?”

“Look what I found,” you said.

Eddie looked over to see what you were talking about.

It took him a moment as well, but when he realized what exactly it was that you were holding, all the color drained from his face.

It was a pair of mesh thong panties that had been torn open down the sides.

“Sweetheart, I promise those are from before we got back together,” Eddie said instantly, panic all over his face, his tone frantic.

From the look on Eddie’s face, you could see the life you two had built together flashing before his eyes.

The relationship you and Eddie had was a complicated one that was hard to describe.

Really, the easiest way to explain it is by saying it was very easy for the two of you to get together but very hard for you to stay together.

The two of you had been friends since high school. Back in those days, you were good friends but not best friends thanks to people you both dated during those years. This was due to the feelings you both had for each other that were obvious to everyone except for yourselves. The people you dated could see it just as easily as anyone else and didn’t like it.

Not too long after Eddie graduated, you both found yourselves single at the same time and you decided to make your feelings known. Eddie wasn’t about to pass up that opportunity, instantly reciprocated and the two of you had an amazing relationship that lasted for just a little over six months before he ended it suddenly without any explanation at the time.

Over the course of the next three years, the two of you found yourselves drawn back to each other repeatedly. In that time period, you made three more serious attempts to date, made a run at trying to just be friends again, and went through phases as each other’s regular booty call.

But no matter what kind of relationship you two tried to have, it would end shortly after it started and you’d go a long period without speaking.

Now, to be fair, it wasn’t always Eddie who ended things. You ended it your fair share of times, too. If something wasn’t working or making you happy, you had no problem with removing yourself from a situation and moving on, even when it came to him.

But, no matter who ended it, every time the two of you parted ways, it was always over something that didn’t really matter in the long run. It was never anything big, nothing serious, nothing that should permanently kill a relationship. And while you two were madly in love with each other, you were always at different places in life. It was the never right time.

Eventually, you found yourself in a relationship for nearly four years and lost all contact with Eddie for the duration of it. But one particularly rough night near the end of it, you found yourself having a pretty drastic realization. The only time you had ever been happy with someone, really truly happy and not just lying to yourself, was with Eddie.

Unbeknownst to you at the time, Eddie had the exact same realization roughly in the same time period after getting ditched by his date at a party where he knew no one and had no ride home since he rode with his date. He ended up having to call Steve to come rescue him.

A few weeks later, while you were working up the courage to reach out to Eddie, he made contact with you first.

That was a little over three years ago. You two had been together ever since.

But just because you two hadn’t broken up yet didn’t mean things had been easy. The biggest drawback to finally getting with someone you’ve been on and off with for years is the abandonment issues you both have left over from all those breakups before. After three years, and a lot of communication, you two had made a lot of progress, though it was still something you two were actively working on, tackling things together whenever they came up.

But one thing you had never worried about with Eddie was cheating. Eddie was the one person you always trusted implicitly. You actually had more of a sordid past than he did, having cheated on multiple partners while he said he had never cheated on even one. You believed him. Even the mere idea of him cheating never crossed your mind.

By this point, Eddie had completely discarded what he was working on at the back of the van to scramble up on his knees to where you were seated sideways in the passenger seat. He looked absolutely panicked, his eyes wide and filled with fear as he gazed into yours.

“Please, please believe me, Y/N,” Eddie said, cupping your face in his hands, his voice cracking. “I would never, ever do that to anyone, but especially not you.”

He looked so scared, so terrified, his tone heavy with a desperate plea.

And it was at that exact moment you started laughing.

It wasn’t just any kind of laugh, it was one of those laughing fits that soon had you nearly doubled over with tears streaming down your face.

Eddie leaned back a bit in surprise, his hands dropping down from your face to rest on your shoulders. A worried crease appeared between his eyebrows. He didn’t say anything until after your laughter had calmed down, just watched you with a helpless look on his face.

“Sweetheart?” he said, tentatively reached up with one hand to touch your cheek again lightly. “What-“

The question was cut off when you grabbed a handful of his shirt, pulled him closer and kissed him.

Eddie was so stunned he didn’t even kiss you back.

As you pulled away, you took one look at his expression, which was now a mixture of worry, panic, shock and now the fear that you’d finally lost it, and you could feel the laughing fit rising up again. You managed to suppress it down to a fit of giggles.

“They’re mine, you dumbass,” you said, giggling madly and grinning at him.

All of the expressions on Eddie’s face were instantly wiped away and replaced by one of deep confusion.

“Yours?”

You nodded.

Once you had realized what it was that you were holding, you instantly recognized the pair and remembered the night you lost them. You were just surprised he still had them after all this time. It happened many years ago during the second attempt you two made to date.

The two of you had gone to a friend’s birthday party together, making a date of it. As soon as you got in the van when he picked you up, the air had been sparking. It was the first time you had seen each other in a couple of months and the energy between you was electric, the sexual tension as strong as you’d ever felt it.

You both had known days ago when you made these plans how this night would end. If there was one thing you and Eddie had always, always been in perfect sync on, it was sex. Your energies matched perfectly, your bodies fit together as if they were made for each other. The intense passion mixed with rabid lust was always earth shaking. After your first night together, it was almost like you craved each other.

The two of you spent most of the party teasing each other. When the two of you finally left, Eddie couldn’t wait to get back to your place, much less into the back of his van. He pulled over to park on a secluded road and barely got it into park before he was dragging you over to straddle him in the driver’s seat. It was a bit tricky getting your pants off, but the two of you managed, only honking the horn a couple of times in the process. For whatever reason, you didn’t take your panties off at the same time, and they were soon ripped off you.

While you knew that probably wouldn’t jog his memory right away if you told him all that, you knew one particular thing about that night that definitely would.

“Remember when we discovered I like being choked?” you asked, grinning.

It only took a second before Eddie completely relaxed and his face broke into a wide grin.

“Holy shit,” he said, his eyes lighting up with the memory.

Shortly after Eddie ripped your panties off, you had been riding him when he suddenly grabbed you by the throat and leaned you back against the steering wheel to arch your chest out towards him. It was the first time anyone had ever grabbed you by the throat and you absolutely loved it. This became immediately obvious to Eddie when you cried out and clenched around him in a surprise orgasm. He wasn’t too far behind you after that.

“Now I remember,” he said, taking the pair of torn panties from you to look them over. “When I was leaving your place the next day, I saw them on the floorboard. I thought about going back in to give them to you but decided to keep them.”

To anyone else, that would’ve sounded weird, but for you, it made your heart skip a beat.

“Why?” you asked.

Eddie shrugged, a regretful look on his face as he looked up to meet your gaze.

“I was already freaking out again about how much I felt for you,” he said. “And I knew I was fixing to run away again because of it.” He shrugged again. “So, I wanted to make sure I had something of yours when that happened.”

Just a few days after that party, Eddie had suddenly stopped speaking to you again.

You smiled softly, and reached out to brush some stray curls out of his face.

“Good thing we don’t have to worry about that anymore, huh?” you said, then leaned forward to kiss him again, which he eagerly returned this time.

“Yup,” he agreed, then grinned. “We’re on a lease together and now a car loan. You’re kinda stuck with me.”

“And there’s no one else I’d rather be stuck with,” you said happily.

After another slow, deep kiss, Eddie looked back down at the torn panties in his hand and grinned.

You watched as he balled them back up and leaned to one side so he could shove them into his pocket.

“Seriously?” you said, then laughed and pointed in the direction of your shared apartment. “You do realize I have a whole drawer full of those, right?”

“Believe me, I know,” he said, smirking. “But you always throw the torn ones away before I get the chance to grab a pair.”

Now that one got an eyebrow raise out of you.

“Why in the hell would you want a torn pair?” you asked, a bit confused by the idea since you couldn’t wear them again.

“Because these I’ve actually torn off to fuck you,” he said. “That means they’re lucky.”

You started laughing.

“Wait a second,” you said, a grin on your face. “Because you got lucky means they are lucky?”

“Hell yeah it does,” he grinned, then started moving back towards the area of the van he was working on. “And since you got lucky too that night, I’d say that makes them lucky for both of us.”

It was a pretty sound thread of Eddie Logic that was hard to argue.

The two of you went back to cleaning and it was a few minutes before either of you spoke again.

“Hey Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“You do know that if you find any others that aren’t yours, they were from before us, right?”

You turned and found him looking at you from the back of the van, a worried expression on his face.

You had never once worried about Eddie cheating on you, you certainly weren’t about to start now.

“Don’t worry, baby, I know,” you said, smiling warmly at him before switching to a playful grin. “But I will make fun of you for it if I do.”

Eddie started laughing.

“That’s fine by me, sweetheart,” he said grinning at you.

In the end, that was the only pair of panties either of you found while cleaning out the van.

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hairstevington · 9 months

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Do I wanna know?

Eddie Munson x Steve Harrington

Summary: Somewhere in the multiverse, there is a world where everyone has a choice - If you had the option of reading a list of everyone who's ever been in love with you, would you do it?

Word Count: 2.6K

Warnings: Modern day AU sort of?? It's not based in realism, just go with it. Best friends to lovers, Robin & Steve & Eddie all live together because I said so, mutual pining, fluff, confession of feelings, lots of denial but they figure it out eventually

A/N: This idea came to me during my stats class, and then it became very difficult to continue focusing on my stats class. (I wrote it as soon as we were dismissed lol). Enjoy this cute little Steddie one shot! Ao3 link here :)

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“Dude, did you see what they just announced?” Steve asked as he played video games with Eddie.

“Yeah, it’s some wild shit,” Eddie replied. “How is it even possible?”

“I think it’s fake,” Robin called from the kitchen as she made them all pizza rolls.

“Not fake,” Steve insisted. “I was reading about it on the internet and a bunch of people are saying it’s legit.”

“Well, if you read it on the internet, it must be true,” Robin remarked sarcastically.

“Whatever,” Steve said. “I’m gonna get mine and find out.”

The deal was that, somehow, everyone had the option of getting a list of statistics about their lives. It was advertised with a variety of categories to look through - some of them could have been retrieved through bank statements and background checks, like the number of countries visited, money spent, etc. Other categories (let’s be real, the most intriguing categories), were far more mysterious.

Number of near-death experiences. Every book you’ve read, with a total word count. And, the most exciting of the bunch - How many people have been in love with you, and who.

“Don’t waste your money or your time,” Eddie said with a roll of his eyes. “It’s bullshit. Probably just another way for the government to squeeze more money out of us.”

“Come on, it’s not some conspiracy, Eds,” Steve replied. “I’m just curious, that's all.”

“Oh, I bet,” Robin chimed in. “Just be honest and admit you want to know about the love thing. You and your ego, Dingus.” Steve smiled. He couldn’t argue with her.

“As if you’re not also dying to read yours,” he countered.

“I’m pretty sure mine would just hurt my feelings,” Robin said with a sigh. “Robin Buckley - loved by her platonic soulmate Steve Harrington and Creepy Carl from band camp.” Eddie snickered.

“Carl wasn’t that creepy,” he said.

“You’re only saying that because you were also kind of creepy in high school,” she replied. “No offense.”

“None taken,” Eddie responded with a shrug. “But I think I speak for all former creeps when I say we were just socially stunted and awkward. Most of us grew up to be half-decent people.”

“Way to humble brag,” Steve teased.

“I’m bragging by saying I’m half-decent?” Eddie replied. Steve laughed and nodded. Meanwhile, Robin quickly scrolled through her phone until she stumbled across what she was looking for with a gasp.

“Oh my god,” she said. “Creepy Carl’s most recent post is about how the patriarchy is a myth.” Steve laughed again and pushed Eddie playfully. Eddie flopped over on the couch and groaned.

“Dammit, Carl, I was rooting for you!” he joked.

“We were all rooting for you, how dare you!” the three of them shouted in unison.

That was, of course, a reference to America’s Next Top Model, which Robin showed the boys clips of one night during a rant about the toxicity and absolute batshit nature of early 2000s reality TV. That quote, for whatever reason, stuck. They had a lot of inside jokes like that.

This is how life had been for the three of them the last few years. They’d become best friends straight out of high school, then all moved in together. Life was comfortable and nice.

Steve somehow convinced Robin that they would both get their lists together. Eddie, on the other hand, downright refused.

“I don’t need any of that shit,” he insisted. “It’s not gonna do me any good, and I’m perfectly fine staying in the dark.”

“Okay, I get it,” Steve said, holding his hands up. “You’re scared and lame, that’s totally okay.” Eddie rolled his eyes.

“Shut up, dickhead,” he replied. “This whole thing is stupid anyway. And - and it’s not like we can seriously trust whatever it says. It’s probably just…all lies, anyway.”

“Yeah, but they’re fun lies,” Robin countered. “It’s like hearing gossip about your own life.”

“Exactly!” Steve agreed. “It’s just for fun.”

“Have your fun, then,” Eddie said devilishly. “I’ll be in my room, not being an idiot.”

Robin and Steve put their names and date of birth into a search engine and, within five minutes, each had their respective documents in their inboxes. Steve opened his immediately and eagerly, skipping past all the boring shit until he found the good stuff.

Number of people who have had crushes on Steve Harrington: 436.

Number of people who have been in love with Steve Harrington: 85.

“Holy shit,” he muttered, looking at the long list of names. He looked up from his phone to see Robin staring at the wall. “Why aren’t you reading?”

“I don’t think I can do it,” she said. “I’m chickening out.” Steve scoffed.

“What? Robs, come on. You already ordered the damn thing.”

“Yeah, but -” She sighed. “But now it’s, like, real.”

“Do you want me to read yours for you?” he asked. She shook her head.

“No, I think I’m just going to keep it unread for now,” she decided. Steve shrugged.

“Okay, if that’s what you want.” Robin scooted herself over on the couch so she could look at Steve’s phone screen.

“Wait, they even have crushes on there?” she asked, her eyes wide. “Jeez, Harrington. That’s quite the list.” Steve smirked, realizing it very much did give him an ego boost. He continued scrolling to see even more categories.

Number of people Steve Harrington has had a crush on: 63.

Jesus, Steve thought to himself. That’s kind of embarrassing. In his defense, some of them were celebrities. He continued reading.

Number of people Steve Harrington has been in love with: 3.

Steve didn’t even have to read the list to know who was on it. He quickly clicked his phone off before Robin could see.

“Hey!” she said. “What was that for? It’s not like there are any secrets between us.”

“No, I just - I’ll read it later,” Steve said.

Robin would usually be right. She was almost completely right. It’s just that Steve had one secret. And it wasn’t even really a secret, it was just something he kept to himself, because it didn’t really matter.

Nancy Wheeler

Robin Buckley

Eddie Munson

He had barely admitted it to himself, honestly. It’s not like anything would happen. Him and Eddie were best friends, and if something was going to happen between them, it would have already happened. Now, they were too close, and living together. It was different. It didn’t matter. Besides, Robin was on his list, and he wasn’t running off to date her.

Steve put his phone away and didn’t check the list again for a couple days.

“So, how’s the list?” Eddie asked one morning as he made a pot of coffee. “You haven’t said anything about it.” Steve shrugged.

“It’s like a million pages long,” Robin chimed in. Eddie clicked his tongue against his teeth.

“That’s not surprising,” he said. “It’s a shame Harrington isn’t much of a reader. It might take him years to get through.” Steve glared at Eddie, who grinned in response.

“Are you ever going to stop poking fun at me about that?” he wondered.

“Aaaaabsolutely not,” Eddie replied. “Steve, The Hobbit is 310 pages. 310. Even one page a day you would have been done in a year, and you’re still not done.”

“Okay, listen,” Steve responded defensively. “It’s not my kind of book, alright?”

“He likes the ones with the pictures,” Robin teased. Eddie laughed and high-fived her.

“Wooow, okay,” Steve replied. “I see how it is. I’m just gonna grab my cereal and go, then.”

“Nooo, don’t leave on our behalf,” Eddie said.

“We’re soorrrryyyyyy,” Robin added. Steve chuckled and shook his head.

“Whatever,” he resigned. “I haven’t read the damn list. Not all of it, anyway.” Robin’s ears perked up.

“But you’ve read some of it, right?” she asked. “Spill!”

“Just the first ten names or so,” Steve said. He had gotten a glimpse when he skimmed over it the first time. “I think it’s in chronological order.”

“Anyone surprising?” Eddie wondered. Steve shook his head.

“No,” he said. “Although it did confirm my suspicion that Katie Crystal was into me, after all.”

“I’m thinking maybe I should read mine,” Robin said quietly.

“Yeah, well duh,” Eddie replied. “You paid for it.”

“It’s just - it’s not a big deal, right?” Steve looked at Eddie to survey his reaction. Eddie just shrugged. “It’s like you said, Eds. We don’t even know if it’s accurate.”

Steve didn’t really know if all of it was accurate, but some of it sure as shit was.

“Exactly,” Eddie agreed. “So, Steve, there’s a chance that Katie Crystal actually hated your guts. Who’s to say?”

Steve rolled his eyes. Another few days passed.

Robin flip-flopped between whether or not she wanted to read her list every few hours or so. Steve and Eddie placed their bets on how long it would take her to crack.

Meanwhile, Steve counted his lucky stars that Eddie decided not to buy his list. It was clear that they were bros and nothing more, so Eddie finding out would have made everything incredibly weird.

This was for the best.

Things carried on as they usually did, until one day Steve was so bored, he decided to revisit the godforsaken document. Plus, he’d been on a few dates that ended in disaster, and reading about the hundreds of people that were into him was bound to put him in good spirits.

He had no idea just how right he was.

The names were all relatively normal. Steve tended to know when girls had a thing for him, especially back in high school. There were some names he didn’t recognize, which meant that there were total strangers crushing on him. He wondered how that was even possible. Like, at that point, they were just basing it on looks and vibes alone.

Eh. Steve had crushes on people in the past over less. He kept reading.

He made his way down the list until he reached Eddie’s name. He read it again and again to make sure he was seeing it right.

Eddie had said repeatedly that this thing could be total bullshit, though. Steve had to take it all with a grain of salt. Besides, crushes meant nothing. Hell, Steve was pretty sure Eddie had mentioned once that he thought Steve was hot when they first became friends.

Steve made his way to the list of people who’d loved him. None of the names mattered except one.

Eddie Munson.

“Oh, shit,” Steve muttered. “Oh, shit!” He jumped up out of bed and paced the floor. He had no idea what to do with this information.

It could be bullshit. It could be nothing.

Or maybe, Eddie had kept saying it was bullshit because he knew what Steve would find.

“OH MY GOD.”

Robin came bursting into Steve’s room a few moments later.

“What? What’s going on?” she said. She looked to see his phone on the floor and his hands in his hair. “Oh my god, you read it! What was it? What’s got you all freaked out?”

“I gotta - uhh - I gotta -” He didn’t know how to finish that sentence with Robin in the room. He had to find Eddie - that’s what he had to do. But his head was spinning too much to do so.

“That’s it. I’m gonna read mine right now,” Robin decided. She swiftly left to go back to her room while Steve continued to pace.

“Holy shit,” he said to himself. He thought about it for a few minutes, scrawled something on a piece of paper, and then walked down the hall to Eddie’s room.

Eddie opened the door a few inches, still wearing his sweatpants. He hadn’t left his room yet that day, but his guitar was lying on his bed, which meant he’d been practicing.

“What’s up?” Eddie asked.

“I finished the list,” Steve replied. Eddie’s jaw clenched just enough for Steve to notice, and then he shrugged.

“And?” Steve continued to look at Eddie until he broke his composure. He sighed, then opened his door wider. “Come in,” he said.

Steve had been in Eddie’s bedroom a million times. They’d watched movies in there and stayed up all night talking and smoked together and dear sweet lord I am so dumb for never noticing.

“Is it bullshit?” Steve asked. Eddie started spinning the ring on his middle finger anxiously, refusing to make eye contact.

“Uhh, is what bullshit?” Eddie replied. Steve put his hands on his hips and cocked his head.

“Come on, you know what I’m talking about,” he said. “I just - is it bullshit? Tell me the truth.”

Eddie stared at him for a few long moments before gently shaking his head.

“It’s not bullshit.”

Steve’s hands fell back to his sides, and he felt himself get lightheaded.

“It’s -” he began, struggling to find the words. He cleared his throat. “Wow, I uh -”

“It doesn’t matter, though,” Eddie interjected. “Just so you know. I like what we have. We’re, ya know, we’re friends. Roommates.”

“Do you still -?” Steve started to ask. He noticed Eddie’s eyes flooded with fear, a sight he rarely saw. “I mean, do you still?”

“Steve, I -” Eddie began, his voice tired. “I really, uh. I don’t know what to say.”

Steve dug his hand into his pocket and pulled out the piece of paper he’d ripped from his notebook. He held it out for Eddie to take, and when Eddie didn’t reach for it, Steve stepped closer and stuffed the page right into Eddie’s hand.

“Read it,” Steve encouraged.

“What is it?”

“It’s your list.” Eddie’s faced scrunched with confusion. “Yeah, I made it myself.”

“I told you, I don’t wanna know,” he said, trying to give the paper back to Steve.

“Trust me, you do.”

Eddie sighed, then unfolded the paper and read it.

People who are in love with Eddie Munson:

-Me

-(Steve Harrington)

Steve waited and watched Eddie’s eyes travel up and down the page, similar to the way Steve’s had when he read Eddie’s name on his own list. Finally, Eddie looked up.

“Really?” he asked, his voice soft. Steve smiled and nodded.

“Really.”

In that moment, they both knew this changed everything, and yet it changed nothing at all. They’d just skipped a bunch of steps of dating - blown past the getting-to-know-you stage straight into living together and doing all the domestic shit.

Eddie and Steve each stepped toward the other until their hands met.

“OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!”

Robin’s voice pierced through their intimate moment and completely obliterated it. The boys glanced at each other in confusion and then ran out to see what Robin was yelling about.

She was already out the front door by the time they got to the kitchen. If this were a cartoon, she would have left behind a cloud of smoke.

“What do you think that’s about?” Steve asked. Eddie felt his phone buzz and checked it to find Robin had texted a screenshot to the household group chat. He smirked.

“Vicki’s on her list,” Eddie said. Steve chuckled, happy that everyone managed to find their happy ending.

“You know what that means?” Steve asked.

“That you owe me 20 bucks?” Eddie teased.

“Well, that," Steve replied. "But is also means we’re alone in the apartment for a while." Eddie grinned and took Steve by the hand.

“I like the way you think.”

They ran to Steve’s room together, and if the confession of love hadn’t already changed everything, sleeping together certainly did.

It was the good kind of change, though. The kind that moved mountains and cleared all the clouds from the sky.

At last, the idiots were together. All it took was years of denial and one payment of $44.49.

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Arms of Love - Stranger Things - Steddie - G

Rating: G| cw: none | tags: eddie lives, little bit of angst – lot of fluff, post season 4, pre-Vecna being finished off

Prompt: Love is the heartbeat I can feel when I hug him.

A/N: Written for @steddielovemonth day 8. It’s my wedding anniversary today, and my husband bought me two plushy otters cuddling, so of course I had to pick this prompt. Sorry, no beta today - no time, going out to dinner in an hour.

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Arms of Love: Whatever You Need

Steve woke up with a start, breathing hard as the tendrils of the nightmare curled around his brain. The golden sunlight coming through the window helped him push it away as he lay there just breathing for a little while.

It was nearly July and apparently his unconscious mind was determined to celebrate the anniversary of Starcourt, even though he was studiously ignoring it when awake. He hadn’t been sleeping well, so he’d come up to his room to take a nap in the middle of the afternoon. He’d hope the timing would help. It seemed it hadn’t.

The dream hadn’t been Starcourt exactly, but a mishmash of that and their latest encounter with the Upside Down. His mind’s eye was full of Robin and Eddie, both bloody and dead, with the background of the mindflayer and the Russian bunker. It chilled him to the bone.

Robin was at Vicky’s on their third official date, so he could not go and find her to banish the horrors in his brain, but Eddie, lately exonerated, graduated (Steve was not asking how Owens had managed that), but still staying with Steve until Hawkins caught up, was downstairs. The town had decided to hunt him in no time, but it was taking longer for some of the worst culprits to admit their mistakes.

Eddie had been staying with Steve since they’d found him half-dead, spat out by one of the fissures. No one could explain how he was alive, but the latest theory was bat venom and luck. Given how fast Steve’s own injuries had healed and hadn’t gone septic either, Owens had a whole new line of research involving what Dustin and the other kids had christened demobats. Steve didn’t want to know about that either unless he really had to.

All he knew was that something had given them back Eddie, and while getting to know the outspoken metalhead properly as Eddie recovered, Steve had fallen hard. Luckily for him, Eddie had smiled at him, dimples and all, when he had finally confessed, and kissed him until he couldn’t breathe.

Climbing off the bed, Steve headed downstairs.

Eddie was facing away from him, standing, and leaning over the grand dining room table at the end of the living room. There were D&D manuals and bits of paper everywhere as Eddie prepared a celebratory campaign as his farewell to Hellfire.

Without pausing, Steve walked up behind his boyfriend, wrapped his arms around Eddie’s waist, and plastered himself over Eddie’s back, the side of his head pressing against the soft material of Eddie’s Metallica t-shirt.

“Hey, Sweetheart,” Eddie said, straightening up a little, but not trying to escape his hold, “everything okay?”

“Need to hear your heart,” Steve admitted, listening to the regular thump below his ear.

“Nightmare?” Eddie asked quietly.

“Uh-huh,” he replied, letting the rhythm settle into him and calm his own heartbeat.

They both had more than their fair share of trauma to deal with and Eddie didn’t question him, just standing there and letting him do what he needed to do.

“I love you,” he said eventually.

“Love you too, Sweetheart,” Eddie told him, rubbing one of his arms.

“Sorry for…” he started to say.

“Na-ah,” Eddie interrupted before he could get anymore words out, turning in his embrace. “No apologies necessary. Feeling better.”

Steve closed his mouth and just nodded. When Robin came over to tell them all about her date, she was going to get hugged within an inch of her life too, but for now he was okay.

“Good,” Eddie said, smiling at him with those killer dimples he was helpless against, “then I want to know what you think of this hideous trap I just thought up. I need your paladin brain.”

“I still don’t get why you call me that,” he complained with absolutely zero heat.

“That’s just what a paladin would say, Sweetheart,” Eddie told him, kissing him on the nose. “Now, come look.”

Steve’s chest swelled with love. He had no idea what he had done to get so lucky.

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maxineholtzmann · 1 year

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what’s all this talk about love?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @hexiewrites!!!! MY ACTUAL PLATONIC SOULMATE/STEVE TO MY ROBIN (OR VICE VERSA DEPENDING ON THE DAY)!!! PLEASE ENJOY THIS FIRST CHAPTER OF YOUR BIRTHDAY GIFT!!!

Chapter One: when the train rolls by

Nancy burst into her editor’s office, slapping her hands down on his desk. “I’ve got a story.”

Murray slowly spun around in his chair to face her. “Great job with the knocking, Wheeler.”

Nancy waved her hand dismissively, “Who needs manners when I have a great story!” She was practically vibrating with excitement, her bright blue eyes shining.

“Nancy, may I remind you that you are on the weddings and human interest beat? Not the whatever-investigative-expose-you’re-about-to-pitch beat?” Murray said, taking off his glasses and pinching the bridge of his nose as if trying to preemptively ward off a headache.

“No need, Murray. This story falls entirely within my purview,” Nancy grinned, dropping into the chair opposite him.

“Oh, do tell,” Murray said, sarcasm dripping as he leaned back in his chair.

“So I just met this guy in the bar–” Nancy started, leaning forward.

“Ah yes, the best place to meet reputable sources.”

“ –and he was going off about his ex-fiancée–”

“Very regular and stable of him.”

“ –and he said that she’s left 3 men at the altar including him so far–”

“Wait–THREE?”

“ –AND she’s engaged again. Obviously he’s gotta be–”

“Like fully AT the altar? In front of all their family and friends?”

“ –full of shit, like who would do that? But–”

“You gotta go interview her.”

“Exactly!”

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Six hours later, Nancy was on the road, heading to Hawkins, Indiana from Chicago. All she had was her suitcase, a notebook, and a bar napkin with the names Chrissy Cunningham, Eddie Munson, and Gareth Emerson scrawled across it in drunken handwriting. Her first order of business was going to have to be finding a way to meet Chrissy without scaring her off. Well, maybe her second order of business. She had forgotten her toothbrush, so the first order of business was finding the local general store.

As she drove through the town to the Hawkins Inn, she passed Melvald’s General Store. Perfect. She could start there. (read the rest on ao3 here)

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Big Steddie and obviously I’ve been reading 500+ ficlets and they have been plaguing my brain. Needless to say, I decided to write something and it is 100% made up of ideas from across lots of fics. Plus it’s Steddie Omegaverse week and I’m a hopeless sap for omega Steve/Alpha Eddie.

Be warned: this is not proof read.

Also, the baby’s name is the same as the one from Junos Steddie Dads even if the fics are not of the same premise. He is just the one that made me first obsess over this pairing in the first place.

Day 6 of Steddie Omegaverse: pregnancy

Omega Steve has been a Streamer since he dropped his title in high school. After babysitting Dustin - who watched his favorite streamers and would non-stop talk about them- he began to stream. Originally, it was just for fun. Then three years after high school, he announces his move to LA with his best friend Robin and a few others. Overtime, his reaction and drama takes became more and more popular - even more popular are the videos and streams his platonic soulmate Robin joins him. While he wasn’t the most famous streamer, he was well known.

After being cleared of falsely accused murder charges, Alpha Eddie moves to LA and is quickly followed by Gareth Jeff, and Freak. Eddie picks up working nights at bars and eventually convinces the owners to let his band - Corroded Coffin - play. One night a producer sees them and recognizes their talent pretty quickly. They get signed and are suddenly doing tours and interviews and releasing new albums.

Those who follow Steve’s channel and those who are fans of Corroded Coffin know that Steve and Eddie have mates. Eddie gushes over his omega in interviews and shows a sweet side of him not seen in concerts. Steve talks about toxic-alphaism and how his alpha proves that people can be alphas without being a dick. What their fans don’t know is that they are mated to each other.

It started as Steve wanting to protect Eddie from his stream fans after all the traumatic spotlight Eddie went through in Hawkins. But when Corroded Coffin popped off it became a game to see how long it would take their fans to notice.

But no one noticed that Steve played the acoustic, non lyrical versions of Eddie’s songs played in the background of all his streams. And no one noticed that Eddie’s tour breaks lined up with the same weeks Steve takes off of streaming for his heat. When someone in chat points out that him and Eddie have the same last name, Steven shrugs and says they must be related through marriage somewhere in their family. People definitely don’t notice the same Dustin that runs a popular Corroded Coffin fan account also runs an equally as popular Steve fan account.

One day on an interview, Eddie announced that Corroded Coffin is taking a break from tours for a couple of years. When asked why, he announces on live tv that his omega is pregnant. Everyone is so excited but are disappointed when Eddie says that he isn’t telling who his omega is.

“It’s on his terms when he wants to come to the public eye and I respect that” Eddie says already knowing that Steve is very much in the public eye, just in a different way.

That same night, Steve streams and announces his pregnancy with Robins help. Chat goes wild and Steve laughs saying that he’s not going to put his mate on blast until his mate is ready to be seen. It’s the same excuse Eddie uses and one they have agreed have used several times.

Eddie is in interviews less and less as he and Steve prep for their baby to be born. Steve, however, posts more videos and streams more about baby things and no one notices that his mates voice in the background sounds a lot like Eddie Munsons.

They both say in their own ways that they aren’t going to discover their baby’s gender until they are born. They don’t want to put pressure on who their child is before they are even born.

People only begin noticing and connecting the points when they both post the same photo announcing the birth of their new baby girl Bobbie. And if it’s a photo of Eddie hugging Steve and Bobbie shortly after she was born, that’s okay too.

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skepsiss · 3 months

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We the Youth (1987)

(11,820 words)

Art credit: @farahsamboolents || Link to art piece here Fic credit: @skepsiss / Skepsis_Ree Beta Reader: @strangersteddierthings and @corvus-perplexus

Large text below the cut.

Summary: Robin and Steve have moved to New York together to live as roommates while Robin saves up enough to start school the following year. But... Robin doesn't know what she wants to do. Robin struggles to find her place in the world, like every 18/19-year-old, but the more she looks around, the more goodness she sees in everything. It's rough to be displaced and yearning for love, but she has so much love around her that she slowly starts to recognize and put her faith into it. This 5 chapter miniseries showcases a different kind of love in each chapter, and how it eventually bolsters Robin to go for something she really wants. Lots of Platonic Stobin, with background Steddie stuff.

Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Robin Buckley, Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley's Parents

Additional Tags: Coming of Age, Romance, Lesbianism, New York City, living out on your own for the first time, Platonic Stobin, Platonic Relationships, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Best Friends, steddie, Background Steddie, Keith Harring, Art, struggling to belong, Depressive Thoughts, Job Loss, Alzheimer's Disease, Neglectful Parents, No sense of self, Happy Ending, self discovery, Mention Of Homophobia, have to be secret in public, Smoking, minor drug use (weed), Angst

Art credit: @farahsamboolents || Link to art piece here Fic credit: @skepsiss Beta Reader: @strangersteddierthings and @corvus-perplexus

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Wait! Who’s straight?!

by KayleeofCamelot

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Chrissy Cunningham, Jim "Chief" Hopper, Joyce Byers, Jeff (Stranger Things), Gareth (Stranger Things) Additional Tags: Original Character(s), Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), Alternate Universe - College/University, Roommates, Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates, Sharing a Room, Steve Harrington-centric, Dialogue Heavy, Romantic Comedy, Swimmer Steve Harrington, Teacher Steve Harrington, Musician Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson is a Dungeon Master (Dungeons & Dragons), Background Relationships, Minor Robin Buckley/Chrissy Cunningham, Platonic Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington, Lesbian Robin Buckley, Queer Chrissy Cunningham, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Gay Eddie Munson, Enemies to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Oblivious Eddie Munson, Gay Disaster Eddie Munson, Misunderstandings, One Shot, Eventual Smut, Unrequited Love, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Mutual Pining, Bad Date (not Steddie), Pipe Break, Smut tags, Loss of Virginity, Virgin Eddie Munson, First Time, Non-Penetrative Sex, Dry Humping, Coming In Pants, Blow Jobs, First Time Blow Jobs, Sharing a Bed, one bed, Accidental Cuddling Words: 17,780 Chapters: 1/1

Summary

When Steve gets into university on a full sports scholarship he is excited, to say the least. Without his dad’s money though, he’s forced to compensate for the cheapest accommodation: a student’s dorm with shared rooms. It’s not as bad as it sounds, at first. But as time goes on, his handsome roommate Eddie gets more and more obnoxious. He’s practically forcing Steve out of their shared room by either loud music, D&D meetings, deafening alarms or something else. It’s crystal clear he doesn’t want Steve around; until a pipe breaks and floods their apartment, forcing them to face each other, work together and more. Or: A story about two idiots, a dragging misunderstanding, Eddie acting like a feral cat, a broken pipe and one bed

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steddieunderdogfics · 5 months

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crushcrushcrush by mixaddams needs more love imho. Same author as Slither!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43248906/chapters/108706908

crushcrushcrush by MixAddams

@mixsethaddams

Rating: Mature

55,400 words, 8/8 chapters

Archive Warning: No Warnings

Tags: Alternate Universe - No Supernatural (Stranger Things), Alternate Universe - Modern: No Powers, Teacher Steve Harrington, Mechanic Eddie Munson, steddie, Mutual Pining, friends to strangers, Mild Angst, well I'm aiming for mild anyway, background ronance, Not Canon Compliant, Modern Era, Unrealistic use of instagram, Slow Burn, Eventual Happy Ending, They were born in 1994, Mean Chrissy Cunningham, this would have been over ten years ago if they were better at communicating, chrissy cunningham hates steve harrington, but its ok because everyone else hates chrissy cunningham, Out of Character, Not a hellcheer story, this is about boys kissing, Cheating

Summary:

Steve and Eddie were best friends for most of their childhood. As they grew up and grew apart, social media became the only way to know what the other was up to. Even that had diluted down to just the occasional 'like'. So why does it hurt so much when Eddie makes an announcement that Steve shouldn't even care about? Or, Steve hurts his own feelings stalking Eddie's instagram and then has to deal with it.

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courtingchaos · 7 months

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The Spring of Arda

A/N: Just the beginning of some background blurbs for Professor Munson.

Warnings: None. This, and a good portion of these blurbs, are steddie centric. Both Steve and Eddie are bisexual in this AU.

Fall 1986

Eddie still isn’t used to the new place yet. Having people above and below is new, the sounds so different from the trailer park. He hears the heavy footsteps of Mr. Langston above him and sighs into his pillow. Steve just watches the ceiling, slow smoke exhale cutting through the sun rays that spill into Eddie’s new bedroom.

“What is he, an elephant? Jesus.”

Eddie turns to look at Steve, his profile backlit and hazy around the edges. He’s been doing this a lot more often, trying to memorize the edges of him. Refuses to admit to himself he’s attracted to Steve because then he’ll be down a friend, if not a whole group. He’s had enough fighting for a lifetime.

Steve leans up on his elbows, offers Eddie his joint back and drops his head on his own shoulder to stare at him.

“You doin’ okay?” Steve, ever the worrier.

“I don’t hurt as much anymore.”

“Not what I asked.”

Eddie just sighs again and jostles himself off his new bed. It isn’t comfortable the way his old, shitty mattress was. The pillows smell different and his room is way too fucking bright. The boxes in the corner still aren’t unpacked after a month and the whole apartment still smells like fresh paint. His side still aches like hell in the morning and sometimes his leg just gives out, thigh trembling under his hand. He’d spent the morning staring at his face in the bathroom mirror, long after Wayne had left for work, running the tips of his fingers over the patch of scar tissue along his jaw. The shiny new skin, almost silvery with the lack of sun, was smooth and mottled and Eddie hated it.

He hated all of it. He hated the physical therapy and he hated the checks from the government and he hated how Dustin left him a new message everyday on the answering machine. He hated how Nancy and Robin were just applying to colleges like it was no big deal and he hated how all the kids just rolled with the punches and dropped it all for Max when she needed them and he hated Steve. Hated him for doing that for him, dropping everything and helping. Eddie was a Munson and Munsons didn’t need any help. He’d been fine before any of them found him and he’d be fine when they all eventually left him.

Steve continues to stare at Eddie while he stands unmoving in middle of his room. He’s still holding the joint out to him between his thumb and index finger. Glassy eyes watching Eddie thinking. He knows he’s been quiet long enough that Steve knows he’s thinking himself into a corner. He just wiggles the joint at him and Eddie finally snatches it, retreating to the bare wall and sliding down to sit on the ground.

“You gonna tell me about it?” Steve asks quietly. He hasn’t moved from his spot, still lounging on Eddie’s bed.

“I hate everything.” Eddie sighs. Steve hums and motions for Eddie to keep talking. “I hate it all. I’m tired of hurting and I’m tired of Wayne being up my ass all the time. I know he’s worried but I’m fine! I’m fucking…fine.” He takes a hit, deep and long and coughs up a lung and Steve still just watches. Eddie crawls over to the bed to hand the joint back over, Steve’s fingers soft against his own. “I hate that everyone is doing just fine apparently. Nancy is going to fucking New York for school? I know I only just passed high school but how is she just applying to college? The shit-“ Eddie cuts himself off, buries his forehead in his palm. “Three more years and the twerps are gonna be gone and I don’t know what to do with myself then. Everyone is gonna be gone and like, what the fuck do I do then?” The loud footsteps stop finally and the silence is deafening. At least when they still lived in the trailer there was always someone outside doing something. The woods full of life or cars passing on the main road. This apartment complex is set back from the road. The woods too far from it for anything to make a sound.

“I’m not going anywhere.”

“Oh please. I know Robin is leaving in September.”

“Yeah. With Nancy.” Steve says it like it’s the most obvious thing.

“I thought Robin was going to Columbia?”

“She is, so is Nancy. Why would I move with her?” He scoffs and rolls onto his side, propping his head on his fist. “I know we’re almost attached at the hip, but I don’t want to go to New York, it’s too loud. Also, you still have your club.”

“Yeah but they don’t…they don’t get it.” Eddie pulls his knees up, wincing when the new skin pulls a little too tight on his leg and his side and his hip and wherever the fuck else he got chewed on. “I haven’t exactly been the fun one recently.” He hasn’t, not really. They’ve come over to his new place a few times, and not one of them is stupid so they know something is up but they won’t ask. He can see it, them waiting for him to explain something he’ll never really be able to explain. He hates that too.

“Steve?”

“Hmm?”

“How do you get over it?”

“Mm.” He rubs the thumb of his free hand over his chin, slim joint tucked between his middle and index finger. “I don’t.”

“What?” Eddie’s head pops up, eyebrows drawn together.

“Listen man, it’s been like what, almost four years of this shit? I haven’t had a decent nights sleep since thanksgiving of ‘83?” He frowns, calculating time in his head. “If you’re comparing me to everyone else I don’t know what to tell you. Might have to do with all the hits to the head, but I haven’t ever gotten over it.” He keeps looking at Eddie with those big brown eyes, staring him down the line of his long nose. “Honestly, none of us have. I just think the rest of them have like, futures and shit. They’ve always had a goal to work toward. Nancy was always going to do something with her journalism and Robin speaks three fuckin’ languages so like…” Steve makes a noise in the back of his throat and throws his hand up. “The rest of them are kids and they’ve been through a lot but they’re also smart as hell, smarter than me at least, so they’ll go off to college and leave the two of us to rot around Hawkins.” He finally takes a hit, the smoke dancing up around his face. Eddie doesn’t know where to look, doesn’t know what to say to Steve. He always thought having the name meant he’d be someone some day, or at least have an end goal. Have an idea for college or a career, someway to have money and security. It’s fucking with him to learn that Steve is just kicking around town like him, stuck in a daze of working dead end jobs and watching your friends leave.

Steve rolls back over to stare at the ceiling again, eyes squinted against the thick smoke that hangs in the air. “I could think of worst company.” He grins, doesn’t look over at Eddie, doesn’t see the red blushing his ears.

“I’m not much good company lately.”

Steve pats the bed beside him. “C’mere.” Eddie doesn’t budge at first, not until Steve does look over at him. “Get up here.” His smile, his real one not that bitchy one he gives customers at the grocery store, is infectious. Eddie gets up and crawls across the floor to slink up the side of the bed like a lizard, too lazy to stand. He hooks his leg onto the edge and rolls until he hits Steve’s side, readjust so they’re not touching and Steve follows him until they are, shoulders pressed into each other while he starts listing off the pros of being stuck together.

The sun is setting, his room getting dimmer and him and Steve are still laying on his bed, elbows touching, ankles bouncing off each others feet when one of them gets too animated telling their stories. Eddie is in the middle of explaining how him and Jeff managed to sneak into that godawful basketball hangout the summer before and spray paint a pentagram on the wall when he accidentally elbows Steve in the side.

“Oh fuck sorry dude.” They’re all giggles and smiles, slowly coming off of their afternoon high.

“You’re fine Ed.” Steve pats Eddie’s bicep, fingers hanging on a little longer as the sun goes down. They’ve been close all afternoon but for some reason this is making Eddie’s chest tight, making him take shallow breaths. His own hands are paused in the air where he was miming spray painting, fingers curling into his palms when he drops them slowly to his chest. Steve is turned toward him, eyes a deep brown in the darkening room, still bloodshot from earlier. Heavy lidded and slow blinking and Eddie is staring so badly but he can’t seem to stop.

“Ed?”

“Huh.” He still staring, watching how Steve’s mouth forms around Ed. Steve shifts a little, rolls onto his shoulder a bit to get a better look.

“Can I ask you something?” His words are hushed and close, breath trapped between them.

“Uh y-yeah.” Eddie is still focused on Steve’s lips and how they move around each syllable. They’re pink like all the girls he’s ever thought about kissing’s were pink but Steve isn’t those girls. It takes Eddie a moment to realize Steve is actually moving closer, it’s not just his imagination.

“Please don’t hit me.” Steve whispers, his fingers working their way under Eddie’s cheek.

They stay there all evening, right up until Wayne comes home. The dim sunset keeps them hidden in oranges and pinks, purples and blues and then black. Later, when Steve finally tugs his coat on and sheepishly makes his way through the new apartment, Eddie catches new color under the collar of Steve’s grey jacket. A mottled red and purple, sunset printed on skin.

#Eddie Munson #Eddie Munson Fluff #Eddie Munson Fic #Steddie x Reader #Professor Munson #My Work #My Fic

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Steddie Big Bang Wrap Up!

Now that all of the @steddiebang projects I was involved in are wrapping up I just want to make a post for all of them. My fic: And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife is finally finished! It's officially the longest thing I've ever written and I'm really proud of it.

Explicit | 138,192 | 50/50 chapters

Author/Artist: @lady-lostmind Artist: @fancycheliniarts | Art | Art Beta: @oh-stars | Art Summary: Steve and Eddie get very close after the world almost ends. Eddie makes a move and it quickly backfires when Steve pulls away. Eddie, not knowing how to deal with the rejection, runs. They live completely separate lives for years until Steve realizes maybe he's not living the life he actually wants, and throws himself back into Eddie's world. Pairings: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler, Eddie Munson/Original Male Character(s) Tags: Slow Burn, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Eventual Smut, Miscommunication, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Addiction, Infertility, Infidelity, Not Nancy Wheeler Friendly, Happy Ending Guaranteed My Art:

Fics I drew art for: From Hell And Back

Explicit | 165,361 | 30/30 chapters

Author: @rindecision Artists: @lady-lostmind | Art @feralsteddie | Art Cheerleader: @atmilliways Beta: Anonymous Summary: One Halloween, years after the fall of Hawkins, Steve and Robin end up summoning Eddie from the depths of Hell. Steve, not knowing the ways of the occult, accidentally frees him and has to deal with a mischievous demon on the loose. Eddie drives Steve insane with various shapeshifting antics, both in and out of the bedroom, while Robin tries to find a way to send him back to hell. But, when faced with the opportunity to return his life to normal, will Steve even want to go through with it? OR Lots of supernatural, hentai-esque smut with a playful, romantic plot.Pairings: Steddie | Background Robin/Vickie Characters: Eddie |Steve | Robin | Vickie | Female OC Tags: Demon Eddie Munson, Post-Canon, Crack Treated Seriously, Shapeshifting, Fluff, Crack, Humor, Size Difference, Eventual Romance, Mutual Pining, Steve Bisexual Awakening, Comical misunderstandings, Pocket-sized Eddie, Monsterfucking,Tentacles, These Bitches be Switches, Unrequited Love My Art:

memoria (come as you are)

Mature | 2/8 chapters

Artist: @lady-lostmind | Art Beta: @glaftwlet

Summary: It's January 1996 and Steve has recently moved to Pennsylvania for a new job as a children's librarian. Urged to do something with his evenings by Robin, he goes to a bar around the corner from his apartment and sees someone who looks an awful like Eddie Munson playing his guitar. Only no one has seen Eddie in almost ten years. Eddie Munson, whilst on the brink of death, was not so gently urged into the supernatural department of the United States Federal Witness Protection Program. The time he was in the program, he was stripped of everything he had and thought he knew, and was forced to become someone entirely new. He’s still trying to figure out who that person is. It’s been almost ten years, and in that time the only thing he has learned is that he is okay with being alone. He has to be. Otherwise known as, a story about finding the people you’ve lost, healing rifts (the personal kind, not the supernatural kind) and maybe for once, finally, falling in love. Pairings: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Background Nancy Wheeler/Robin Buckley, Steve Harrington & Robin Buckley, Steve Harrington & Dustin Henderson, Eddie Munson & Dustin Henderson Tags: Alternate Universe — Canon Divergence, 1990s, Eddie Munson Lives, Eddie Munson in Witness Protection, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Hurt/Comfort, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Bisexual Eddie Munson

My Art:

#I had so much fun working on all of these #go read all the fics!#give the artists and betas some love!#steddie #steddie big bang #steddiebang23 #steddie fanfic #steddie fanart

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hexiewrites · 2 years

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alright. who wants a lil steddie hallmark au? better be everybody because i am WRITING IT it is HAPPENING (my prompt for @thefreakandthehair‘s winter challenge has gotten WILDLY out of hand shh it’s fine) here's the working summary:

After a family secret threatens the upstanding Harrington name, Steve is forced to leave Hawkins right after highschool. Life there carries on without him, The Party defeats Vecna and the gates close, and ten years pass. Then, Otis Harrington dies and leaves Steve the Carnation Inn. With Christmas fast approaching, business man Steve must return to Hawkins and fix it up to sell. But coming home comes with guilt, trauma, and grappling with his identity in the Harrington family, and the secret that tore him away from the one family member who may have understood what he was going through. Add in a dilapidated inn, a snarky handyman, a meddling gang of no-longer-kids, and a little bit of Christmas Magic, and everything Steve has fought so hard to build is suddenly threatening to crumble around him.

featuring:

multiple queer platonic relationships (steve deserves his emotional support wlw, even if it’s not robin)

winter time hijinks

probably too much angst for a hallmark au

ambiguous modern setting that is likely early 2000s but the author never fully commits to the bit on this one

background buckingham my beloveds

a fun little sidestep into enemies to friends to lovers but with added internalized homophobia that is eventually overcome with the power of Love And Christmas

home renovations

keep an eye out because there’s Lots More Where This Came From (no seriously I’m 7k in with no signs of stopping we are going multichapter baybeee)

#steddie #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #if everyone is nice enough maybe I'll drop a lil excerpt from chapter one #stay tuned #the goal is to finish it so it will start posting dec 11th #and finish just before christmas #robin buckley #chrissy cunningham #buckingham #hex writes stuff #my stuff #my writing

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the-teddy-bear-butch · 2 years

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Alright gay people. Be prepared to lose your shit:

Ronance Lemonade Mouth AU

Nancy is Stella!!! Because I said so!!! Nancy deserves a rebel era and I can so see her being upset about the arts funding being cut for sports, including journalism. Electric guitar player Nancy my beloved >>>

Robin is Olivia, the shy, socially awkward songwriter and singer!!! Going to have her living with Steve as opposed to a grandma or something, but keeping the cat (who ironically in the movie is named Nancy). Might keep the her dad is in prison part? Undecided on how I’m translating Olivia’s background to Robin.

Speaking of Steve, he gets to be Charlie, the drummer! Keeping the pretty hair and parental pressure, but instead of wanting him to go to Stanford or play soccer, his dad wants him to join the insurance firm.

Eddie is Wen because Stella/Wen friendship > Nancy/Eddie besties ofc. Rather than coming in with rap, he adds amazing guitar riffs and heavy metal elements to the band’s sound. His family trouble involves settling in with Wayne, rather than dealing with a new stepmom.

And Mo was hard to decide, but!!! Our own Chrissy Cunningham. Her mom puts so much pressure on her to be the perfect daughter and Mo’s relationship with the one guy translates far too well to Chrissy’s relationship with Jason. Chrissy bass player arc omfg.

The rival band includes Jason, Billy (the one shitty guy who always starts drama), Tommy H, and Lucas (mirroring the basketball team here). Lucas tries to settle the drama throughout the AU.

The story begins when everyone gets detention. Robin and Chrissy were skipping class, Nancy blew up at someone about a news segment. Eddie got mad at a teacher, and Steve hit someone with a basketball (on accident).

The music teacher is Joyce and she leaves them all alone and that goofy little music moment happens and they all sing together.

Instead of Mel’s Lemonade, hear me out: Argyle’s Lemonade.

Robin has severe stage fright, but the band helps her get through it, especially Nancy. She and Steve live together. Eddie is often over to help with lyrics. She has an old ass cat that’s the last thing she has of her mother, just like Olivia.

Nancy gets to be rebellious in this fic. Her dad thinks she should just settle for a white picket fence (when he bothers to pay attention to her at all), her mom doesn’t really fight it, so Nancy rebels. She’s also getting the school newspaper together after the funding cut. Tell me this girl isn’t the kind to protest lack of free speech and the removal of the lemonade machine.

Eddie was only just sent to Wayne. It’s supposed to be temporary. In the same way Wen gets used to his stepmom, Eddie has to get used to Wayne and they do eventually grow closer. The scene where it’s revealed that Wen’s stepmom is moving in is instead Eddie arriving home to all of his belongings there in boxes and his parents nowhere to be seen—his stay is suddenly much more permanent.

Steve’s dad wants him to be an athlete (basketball) and join the insurance firm, but Steve just doesn’t want that. He quits basketball for the band and there’s some family struggle.

Rethinking the living situation, I may have Robin and Steve move in together partway through the story as opposed to the beginning, but I’m unsure where that leaves Robin. Her background is the hardest to work out.

Chrissy learns to stand on her own, gets away from her mom’s expectations, and sees Jason as the manipulative shitheel he is. Naturally she falls for one of the band’s biggest fans: Vickie.

Dustin plays the role of the AV kid that helps the band throughout the movie. He shows Nancy around in the beginning, explains the budget cut, and he makes the first vinyls for the band.

Nancy gets to rock Billy’s shit because I said so.

In the end scene, it’s Max and Lucas who save the day. Lucas leaves the rival band to help Lemonade Mouth out, Max is the first person in the crowd to start singing.

Steddie is established already. Ronance is the focus. Any of the Wen/Olivia scenes will be Ronance instead because I said so. Rumors circulate that Eddie and Robin are dating because Steddie keeps quiet and Robin isn’t out and the whole band finds it hilarious.

#lemonade mouth ronance #ronance #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #robin x nancy #nancy x robin #chrissy cunningham #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #lemonade mouth #this movie is bomb #best dcom actually #that’s just objective fact

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