#god fucking damn it steve.

[jeysuso]

#look at this fucking doe-eyed bitch i can’t stand him

#stedit #strangerthingsedit #steveharringtonedit #steve harrington #stranger things #joe keery #* #season 2 steve STAYS SUPERIOR #season 3 babygirl is yes i concur very goood very nice #but season 2 steve with that STRAND OF HAIR? JUST DANGLING IN THE WIND? LIKE A SLUT???? unmatched #the babysitter persona? immaculate #the tight jeans with the [cough]line? indecent #everything about him in season two compels me #also the lighting in s2 is ass #idk why this show hates Good Lighting but god fucking damn #i did what i could #mygifs*

[moralsareathingofthepast]

YOU'RE KIDDING.

"the friend he LOVED"???????

LOVED?????

THE FRIEND HE MOTHER FUCKING LOVED.

#I CANT I CANT ICANT I CANT #clawing at the floor #OH MY GOOOOOOOOD #I CANNOT FUCJING BELIVE IT #LOSING MY FUCKING MIND I CANT #marvel #marvel mcu #what if season 2 #yeah thats a shitt picture of my tv #forgettabout it #what if season 2 spoilers #avengers #bucky barnes #captain america #stucky #steve rogers #the winter soldier #god DAMN

[blushweddinggowns]

Part 2 to this!

Eddie had never considered himself to be a lucky person. Could anyone really blame him? For one thing, he was eaten alive last year. And that wasn’t even counting the fact that he had been a twenty-year old, drug-dealing highschooler before he was sent to literal hell. All after witnessing multiple horrifying homicides. 

But now that he had Steve Harrington on top of him, shoving his tongue down his throat like his life depended on it, he felt like the luckiest man in the world. 

Part of him still couldn’t believe that it was happening at all. He had been fully prepared to just play the part of the pining best friend and suffer through his unrequited crush. He even convinced himself that it would slowly disappear after he got off the high of seeing Steve all bloody and gorgeous in an alternate reality.

But it didn’t. It just got worse and worse. Eddie’s crush just bloomed into a full-blown love. Because Steve Harrington was nothing like he expected. Eddie had never experienced this much whiplash when getting to know someone before. Steve went from highschool bully, to a monster fighting badass, and landed on an adorable, snarky goofball who Eddie basically wanted to spend the rest of his life with. 

It had felt like such a long shot when he asked the question. The question that had been haunting him for months, but Eddie couldn’t help but ask. Not after everything he’d seen. At first he thought it was all in his head, just his overactive imagination trying to convince him he wasn’t alone in his feelings. 

But then he started noticing things. Like how Steve was always available to him, even when he had better options open. It was around the third time he witnessed Steve tell a pretty girl, “Sorry, I have plans tonight,” for him to raise a brow. Because the only plans he ever had was doing stupid shit with him. 

It was when he actually rejected Nancy in favor of getting high and listening to music in Eddie’s room that he got optimistically suspicious. It made him pay more attention, the little voice inside his head was getting louder and louder, that told him, maybe, just maybe, Eddie wasn’t the only one in love here. 

So Eddie let himself get a little bolder, terrified all the while but determined to figure out what was going on here. 

It was small things at first, touches that he would let linger. A hand on Steve’s waist when they puttered around the kitchen together, always giving him a little squeeze before he let go. Brushing his bangs out of his face, his hand curling around his ear before pulling away. Resting his head in Steve’s lap when they were sprawled out on the couch, talking about nothing and everything for hours. 

He didn’t miss the way Steve’s cheeks would redden at every touch, or the sweet little smile put on when he thought Eddie wasn’t looking. It made him feel emboldened, and terribly hopeful. 

So he let himself do more, obvious things that were not normal between two male platonic best friends. He waited until night, because despite what Steve said Eddie was not a brave man. At least then if Steve rejected the hell out of him, he’d never have to see his face. 

In theory it should have been easy. They shared a bed almost every night anyway, Eddie always making easy excuses to explain away why Steve didn’t need to go home. 

It was too late, it was cold outside, the trailer was closer to his work anyway, he could still be high from a hit he took two hours ago, Eddie wasn’t above a single excuse. And Steve never complained, he’d just nod along, agreeing to whatever stupid thing Eddie could think of for the night. 

They slept back to back, trying to hold onto some semblance of normal between them. And Eddie would be lying if he said the thought of breaking it didn’t scare the hell out of him, but that didn’t stop him from draping an arm over Steve’s waist one night. He had pulled him against his chest, heart on the verge of exploding as he waited for Steve’s reaction. 

He hadn’t expected him to turn over in his arms, and Eddie had been almost sure that he was doing it to ask him what the fuck he was doing. But Steve just sighed, all relaxed and happy as he snuggled into his chest, wrapping his own arm around Eddie’s waist.  They woke up tangled together, happy and restful. 

They never talked about it, but every night when Eddie opened up his arms, Steve went right into them. And God did Eddie love it, he loved him. And the idea that there was any chance he could be with him and he wasn’t taking it, was killing him. So he took a shot, and asked the question that had been plaguing him for months. 

And it fucking worked. Here he was, vindicated and rewarded with the most handsome, funny, kind boyfriend to ever live. In all honesty, not that much changed between them, considering how they were basically dating back when they considered themselves “friends”. But now there was the added bonus of being able to kiss the living hell out of him whenever he wanted. And the fact that Steve had apparently been holding out on him, because overnight he became the clingest cuddler Eddie had ever had the pleasure of knowing. 

Whether that be hugs from behind, arms draped around his neck in bed, or Steve clambering up into Eddie’s lap whenever the opprunintuity arose. And it was so fucking cute it made Eddie feel like he could die from happiness. And when he returned the favor, Steve would just melt. A hand on his thigh while they drove, an arm around his waist at friendly get togethers, any small touch was enough to make Steve a blushing, gooey mess. 

The whole thing was amazing and Eddie had never been happier. 

There was just one problem. 

For the life of him, Eddie couldn’t stop making him cry. 

The first time, he understood. It had been a bit of a dick move on his end, to force Steve to admit his feelings because Eddie was too chicken-shit to do it himself. He should have thought about that and he'd apologized more than once for the way he handled the whole thing, even if Steve insisted it was more than fine. He just…never wanted to be the cause of that sad, dejected face ever again. 

But then he did it again, completely accidentally. It had been a lazy Sunday morning, the both of them deciding to sleep in until someone from the outside world forced them out of bed. Eddie woke up first, blinking into the late morning light. Steve was draped across his chest, still sound asleep and only slightly drooling on him.

Eddie ran a hand through his tousled hair, completely lovestruck. The small movement was enough to have Steve shift against him, mumbling about it being too early to wake up. But Eddie was already trailing his hands down his back, more than ready to tickle him awake if need be. And it worked, it always worked, because the next thing he knew Steve was batting his hands away, a tired laugh escaping as he finally opened his eyes. 

He groaned as he blinked into the light, pouting up at Eddie as he rubbed his eyes, “You’re lucky you’re pretty Munson. Or I would have kicked you out of bed by now.”

Eddie grinned, wrapping his arms around him a little tighter, “You’d kick me out of my own bed? That’s cold Stevie.”

“My bed now. A consequence of being with me,” Steve laughed, snuggling closer, “It’s in the contract.”

The snarky comment on his tongue died the second Eddie looked down at him. Steve just looked so…relaxed. Unfairly handsome and happy to be there, tracing patterns along Eddie’s bare chest. He was struck with the realization that he wanted this for the rest of his life. Just Steve, with his bed-head and sleepy smile. Eddie had to look away, staring up at the ceiling as he was suddenly overwhelemed by just how much he loved this guy. 

The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them, embarrassingly earnest, “I think you’re the love of my life.”

Steve was quiet, but he could feel him nodding along as he traced Eddie’s collarbone. For a second, Eddie thought he just hadn’t heard him, and was doing that thing when he pretended like he did. He was a few seconds away from teasingly calling him out for it when he heard it. A soft sniffle, accompanied by a wet feeling, dripping onto him. 

Eddie glanced down, eyes widening at the sight of Steve wiping his tears away, trying and failing to be quiet about it. 

Eddie sat up, slightly panicked as he dragged Steve up with him, “Steve? Baby, what’s wrong? Was it what I said?”

Steve let out a wet laugh, “Not at all. I-fuck, Eddie I think you’re mine too. I swear this hasn’t happened before.”

Eddie was too worried to show how ecstatic that confession made him feel. He held Steve’s face in his hands, wiping away a few tears with his thumbs, “But you’re okay?”

“I’m fine, I swear.” Steve sighed, leaning into the touch, “I’m just being a fucking weirdo.”

“My weirdo.” Eddie corrected before kissing him, the salty taste of his tears be damned. Eddie reasoned that he was probably just overwhelmed, which was normal, considering how Eddie was speedrunning the pace of their relationship. It was a fluke, and that was fine.

But then it happened again. 

It had been a completely normal day, no fights with anyone, no problems at the video store or with any of Eddie’s clients. They were watching a movie on the couch, Eddie’s head resting in Steve’s lap as Fame rolled on in the background. Steve was braiding his hair, absentminded as they commented on the muscial, both agreeing that Robin had really oversold it. 

Though Eddie was a sucker for the New York based movies. He used to dream about running away there when he was a teenager. Working and playing in dingy bars until he was magically discovered and skyrockerted into stardom. But now, at the ripe old age of twenty one, he was much more interested in going wherever Steve would follow. 

He watched the screen, mind wandering as he asked,  “Where would you want to go when we leave Hawkins?”

The hands in his hair paused for a split second before Steve answered, “W-what do you mean?”

“When the kids graduate,” Eddie continued, missing the stutter in Steve’s voice, “We won’t really have any reason to stay here right? It’s probably about time that Wayne got the bachelor pad back anyway.” 

“You…you want to live with me?”

Eddie let out a small laugh, rolling his eyes, “Babe, I don’t know if you’re aware but we kind of already live together.”

He watched the screen, someone whose name he forgot was starting another monolouge, “New York is a bit much, but Indianapolis could probably work. Somewhere with some options, y’know?”

Steve cleared his throat above him, fingers still working in his hair, “Y-yeah. Sounds good.”

Eddie smiled, pleased as he went back to trying to follow the plot. Then he felt something wet hit his cheek. He scrunched his nose up, confused as he shifted to look up at Steve, heart jumping when he realized what was happening. 

“Holy shit, don’t look at me for a minute.” Steve groaned, covering his face with his hands, failing to hide his sniveling, “Seriously, just ignore me.”

Eddie sat up, ignoring Steve’s protests as he pried his hands from his face, “What’s wrong?”

“N-nothing!” Steve insisted, avoiding Eddie’s eyes, “I swear, I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me.”

“Sweetheart, if moving in together is too much to talk about that’s fine-”

“No!” Steve interrupted, voice loud in the small space between them, “I-I mean, that’s not the problem. Of course I want to live with you.”

“I don’t want to pressure you-”

“You’re not,” Steve insisted, grabbing Eddie's hands. He squeezed them, warm and comforting, “Whatever is wrong with me has nothing to do with you, or us. I swear.”

Eddie nodded, even if the worry didn’t fully leave his head. He couldn’t help it, because it just kept happening. Eddie was averaging on making Steve tear up at least once a month and everytime he would insist he was fine. That it wasn’t Eddie’s fault, he was just being a freak. 

It’s not like Eddie minded. In fact he kind of liked comforting him. And it didn’t help that Steve was fucking adorable when he cried. With his scrunched up nose and pretty wet eyes, Eddie was more than happy to be the one to kiss his tears away.  

He just wished he could figure out why it was happening, because despite what Steve said, he knew that he was the cause. It only happened when they were alone together, usually right after Eddie said or did something particularly mushy. He just wanted to know what he was doing wrong. 

It was starting to keep him up at night, and as embarrassing as it was, Eddie was having anxiety nightmares about Steve leaving him for someone who wasn’t making him weep on a semi-regular basis. 

Eddie blinked into the night, waking up from another one of those stupid dreams. He blindly reached over for Steve, his hand hitting the empty mattress with a thud. Eddie groaned, assuming he was in the bathroom, but knowing there was no way he was getting back to sleep without having him next to him. 

Eddie stood, deciding to get some water while he waited for him to come back. He stepped out of his room into the dark hall, cocking his head at the odd scene in front of him. The phone cord was stretched from the kitchen to the bathroom, peeking out through the half cracked door.  

Eddie stopped infront of it, curious as he made out what Steve was whispering through the phone, "Robin, if I cry in front of him one more time I'm going to have to change my name and flee the country."

Eddie snorted behind his hand, quiet enough to not be heard. He leaned in a little closer, fully aware that he should just turn around and not be an eavesdropping dick, but…if he could just find out why Steve kept crying, maybe he could actually do something to stop it. 

"I'm not telling him. I'm lucky I haven't scared him off yet as it is."

Eddie frowned, confused. That didn’t make sense, there was nothing Steve could do to scare him off, not after everything they had been through. Didn’t he know that? 

Steve sighed into the phone, sad and resigned, "I just…I don’t know how much more I can fall in love with him. When he ends it…it's going to fucking kill me."

Eddie could feel his heart stop in his chest. Where the hell did that come from? Sometimes Eddie spent half of his day just day-dreaming about their future, and here Steve was, thinking that he was going to end the best thing that ever happened to him?

"I know, I know. Maybe you're right. I love you too, I'll see you tomorrow."

Eddie backed away from the door, still feeling vaguely ill at what he’d heard. He slipped into bed, pretending to still be asleep when Steve eventually followed. He was back in bed for maybe five seconds before Eddie was reaching for him, tucking him tightly into his arms, like he could cuddle the doubts out of him. 

Eddie could barely sleep that night, mind-racing on what he could do to make Steve realize that he wasn’t going anywhere. It made sense, in the grand scheme of things. Steve’s parents were total shit heads who had no appreciation for the wonderful son they had. The only other person he’d fallen in love with besides Eddie ended up cheating on him, right after drunkenly declaring the fact that she never loved him back. 

And that wasn’t even mentioning his “best friends” who dropped him the second he decided to stop acting like a dick in highschool. Now that he was thinking about it, Eddie was kicking himself for not putting the pieces together sooner. 

Of course Steve would be worried about that. But Eddie wasn’t like them, he’d never be like them. In his head, the only way this relationship was ending was if Steve dumped him, not the other way around. 

If Eddie was extra clingy that morning, Steve didn’t complain. Even if he was making it a bitch for him to get ready for work. Eddie was still draped all over him by the time he was trying to get out the door, laughing at his antics all the while. 

“Someone’s needy today, huh?” Steve chuckled, prying Eddie’s arms away from his neck, “I’ll be back before you know it.”

“That’s not soon enough,” Eddie whined, going as far as to follow him to the car. He kissed him goodbye through the window, not giving a single shit who saw them. Not when it made Steve blush and beam at him. He waved at him as he drove away, a plan already forming in his head as he started his day. 

If Steve had fears, Eddie would just love them right out of him. No reason to make a big deal out of anything, not when Steve was already so embarrassed about the whole thing. He would play it cool, and slowly but surely alleviate all of the anxieties. 

That was the plan, but the plan went straight out the window that same night. Basically the second he laid eyes on him after stepping through the front door. Steve wasn’t even doing anything. Just sitting on the couch, lazily watching TV. But then he noticed him, gave him that bright smile, and the floodgates just opened.

“I love you.” Eddie blurted out, making his way towards him, “Like I really fucking love you.”

Steve cocked his head, confused but still happy to see him. He shuffled over for Eddie to sit next to him, “I love you too?”

Eddie shook his head, “I mean I love everything about you Steve. Everything.” 

Steve stared at him, surprise still painted on his face, but Eddie just kept going, aware on some level, that he probably sounded slightly unhinged, but he didn’t care. He needed Steve to understand, “I love how much you care about everyone. I love how you take care of me, and how you let me take care of you. I love how your hair sticks up in every direction in the morning, and how you get pouty whenever you wake up. I love it when you’re bitchy and you make fun of my music. I love it when you get too excited and scream at the TV over basketball. I love the little blush you get whenever I call you pretty. I love all of it, and I want it for the rest of my life. ”

Steve laughed, quiet and nervous as he looked away, ‘What the hell are you even talking about?”

But Eddie wasn’t having that. He grasped his face, tilting his chin up to force them eye to eye. The tears were already starting to form, but Eddie wasn’t worried. He knew what they meant this time, “I’m talking about how you’re the only person I’ll ever want. I’m talking about how I want a life with you Steve. You and no one else.”

The tears were really falling now, and Steve was looking at him like he ripped his heart out, versus perfusing his undying love, “You…you shouldn’t say shit like that Eddie. You don’t know how things will change later on.”

Eddie shook his head, steadfast, “I’ll never not want you. I’m serious Steve. You’re it for me.”

They stared at eachother, Steve searching his face as Eddie kissed his tear-stained cheeks, “I want to believe you.”

“It’s okay that you don’t yet,” Eddie murmured, “I’ll just spend the rest of my life proving it to you.”

Steve let out a weak laugh, pulling away from his hands to hide his face into the crook of Eddie’s neck, his self-proclaimed safe space, “You promise?”

Eddie kissed the top of his head, “I swear.”

It didn’t happen overnight, but it did happen. Their days together became months, months became years. Eddie never went a day without reminding him how much he was loved, Steve stopped waiting for the day that Eddie was going to leave, and slowly but surely, the tears stopped with it. 

It was ten years to that day, ten amazing years with the love of his life, when Eddie found him in their kitchen, making coffee and yawning while he absentmindely stared out the window, just as adorable at thirty-one as he was at twenty. 

He wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, kissing at his neck with a pleased hum, “You believe me now?”

Steve sighed, sleepy and happy as he leaned back into him, “Yeah, I think I do.”

#steddie ficlet #steddie fic #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #you'll pry my insanely long posts out of my cold dead hands #This got so god damn long wholy shit #steddie brainrot #they got me in their jaws #stranger things #i swear anytime i do eddie pov it becomes a fucking novel #no shade to nancy sincerely #but it did done happen like that

[ickypuppi3]

heather: come over

robin: can i bring-

heather: yes you can bring steve

steve: can i bring-

heather: billy’s already here.

#billy hargrove #steve harrington #robin buckley #heather holloway #billy *in the middle of making a cocktail*: fuck yeah i am #incorrect stranger things quotes #heather *pushing billy and steve into a room*: i JUST want to see my girlfriend god damn #buckleway #harringrove #you gotta picture this like those 2000’s movie phone scenes #with the split screens yk

[demobatman]

going back to my roots but if i have to read another post talking about how robin and eddie wouldnt be friends/it would be hard for them to be friends im going to scream those two fucking terrorize steve harrington and are gay married. he knows her. from BAND.

#everyday. twitter recommends me tweets. #sickens me #eddie: rob we GOTTA get you to put some trumpet on at one of our gigs #robin: only if you beg for it #eddie: 🫣🥺🥺 pwea-- #steve: Enough. #see how easy i came up with that. see how compatible they are #gay fucking neurodivergent ass damn shit hell fuckin STUPID damn #damn ass gay ass rock <- robin and eddie #'robin would hate eddi-- DURING PRIDE MONTH ?!?!!!???? #idiots. all of you #the same people who say robin would hate eddie are the ones that say he has her personality but looks like nancy #'thats why she would hate him' robin Loves Herself shut up #the only dynamic they have is the FIRST PIECE OF FANART I EVER POSTED... of them in the car with steve #and i have the notes to prove it 😘😘 #that was gross god anyways #the he knows her from band btw is just me quoting dustin its not. its not like me trying to pull from canon to prove my point #bc i know hashtag haters will be like ERM... what does BAND have to do with anything? 😐 #nothing. absolutely nothing it was a joke IT WAS A JO #robin buckley #eddie munson #steve harrington #they need a trio name #im not tagging st/ddie bc people Need To See This

[zenaidamacrouras1]

THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER OF THIS FIC. This is a gif of me instead of a gif of the chapter.

Unpredictable Synchronicity, Chapter (fucking) 30

In this chapter, I have written what I am reasonably certain is the sexiest scene ever written. I mark in the author's notes what I think that is. Your mileage may vary.

Thanks to @burberrycanary and @booksandabeer and TenMileStilts for HEROIC AND UNWAVERING BETA to end all Beta I truly, thanks. In particular for making the relationship so much healthier than it was in my first draft. I am sad not to be working on a fic with you all, someone else write something stat so I can talk to you in the comments.

I was looking for a cannoli gif to share and found this one:

Maybe this one is better:

Also, it's a fill for "Love is Love" the @allcapsbingo All Caps Bingo Monthly Mission for June.

#I finished this damn fic #someone stare pensively out the window with me #stucky fic rec #stucky au #shrunkyclunks #god this is the last time I have to come up with fucking tags for this fucking fic #well I'll probably do a bump up tomorrow #so help me. #anyway. #steve x bucky #steve rogers x bucky barnes #Sure whatever. #civil rights attorney bucky #zenaida talks (too much)

[charcubed]

10 YEAR ANNIVERSARY JACKET FOR THE WINTER SOLDIER JUST DROPPED

LET'S GOOOOOO STEVEBUCKY NATION!!!!

In case it’s not clear, I made this and I’m selling it. Marvel won’t give us good merch so I did it myself.

Gonna be real, this is (obviously) not how I intended to unprofessionally ~launch~ my silly little shop BUT let's call it a soft launch or something. Because unfortunately I simply CANNOT resist a perfect anniversary date.

There are some other things to be found if you poke around (and I have other things in progress)……. and I will make them their own Announcements in due time 🤭👀

Enjoy horrible photographic evidence under the cut that I have been living in this jacket for weeks and recommend it.

#catws anniverary #catws10 #stucky #steve x bucky #the winter soldier #CATWS #stevebucky merch #stucky merch #stevebucky #steve rogers #bucky barnes #I'm deranged for posting this tonight. but fuck it! #steve/bucky #captain america the winter soldier #pls feel free to reblog even if you can't or don't want to buy it <3 #also I swear to God the profit margin on this isn't huge. production cost is high because it's a damn good jacket #marvel won't give us good merch so I said fine I'll do it myself #charcubed shop

[thetimelordbatgirl]

Finished watching Tales of Arcadia in its entirely... ...Star VS The Forces Of Evil please step aside, another show/movie is here to collect the award for Worst Fucking Ending.

#ngl i didnt fully enjoy the franchise #trollhunters jim was bland to me at first until near the end of it #3below felt like a weird middle for the three shows #and it shows even more when the alien characters return in the movie and dont do anything but...male pregnency plot #which just...is really unneeded plot #and out-stayed its welcome very fast #wizards i defintiely did enjoy...except for jim being turned back to human #ngl preferred him as a troll #and then the movie....so many unneeded deaths #so much weird plot where even the writing goes 'wait why didnt you tell us they dont need all three members to control the titans?!' #plus the fucking ending....oh dear god #the fact that jim time travels and fucks up shit #and makes toby trollhunter instead #like bruh you just saw him die and your going to condemn him to potentially die as trollhunter???? #plus your willing to die in his place then or #like is this going to become a never ending time loop with jim and toby if toby survives first season or #and what happened to jim being meant to be trollhunter or the world will go fucked #and like i hate the pregency plot but damn steve was really fine with the babies being erased by jims time travelling #and with the time travel comes everything we saw being undone and reset #so thanks for killing rewatchbility as theres no point if it gets reset at the end

[gleeksfreaksandwannabes]

It’s totally normal to tear up over your own writing, right?

Anyway, Steve’s plan has finally come together, and I couldn’t let it go by without a solid dose of angst! Thank you so much for your love on this story, guys, it means so much!

#ohh steve #you fucked up #but also you broke my god damn heart #today on things i really wish were canon #bucky deserved to be saved #and i refuse to believe steve went back to the 40’s and didn’t even think to rescue him #or feel guilty about what he was going through while steve lived his apply pie life #also it is taking every ounce of self control i have not to post this entire story in one hit #because i’m nearly finished #my babies #steve rogers #bucky barnes #stucky #marvel #my writing #laura’s writing

[monty-glasses-roxy]

I'm thinking the animatronics often forget they're not animatronics in games. Minecraft especially.

Drowning underwater and dying in three hits is weird to them, but punching trees is perfectly normal to them. They can punch through walls in real life, of course that's the only thing that feels normal to them. The concept of sleeping through the night is weird but carrying absurd amounts of gold at a time is just life in their eyes they could probably do that too if they wanted

#fnaf security breach #just like 'ah fuck I forgot steve is fucking human' #'ew ANOTHER human protag?? god damn it' #complaining to Vanessa like 'DO YOU PEOPLE SERIOUSLY LIVE LIKE THIS?!' and are horrified to learn that yes but there's more lmao sdfsd

[shadow-genesis-yay]

It took me like 5 hours for this RQ Void edit I did but I finally finished it-

My boi 🙏

I love him

#favremysabre #shadow gens rambling #rainbow quest #rq!void steve #void steve #i almost gave up so fuckin quick cus i kept messing up the timing #ans then i accidentally deleted the first edit #and then the second one got corrupted so i had no choice but to delete that one #and then i had to start over for the third time and i finally finished #i fucking hate it here #but i love void steve so i had to pull through for my husband 🙏 #may not do anything else for the time being idk but god damn it took too long

[loveable-pizza-shit]

#I’m screaming #I’m crying #jensen fucking ackles #radio company #keep on ramblin’ #Steve Carlson #jensen ackles #I am so god damn ready for this #destiel confession meme #jackles #literally can’t be normal about this

[mxgyver]

back on my steve harrington bullshit (as if i ever stopped) all thanks to @stuckontheceiling so if y'all followed me for something other than steve/stranger things content... my bad/blame emi? jk jk

#LMAO but not really #i fucking love steve so god damn much #that is my baby... my milf... the love of my life #i love u emi even if you chose to hurt me by sharing that fic with me 🫶💙 #sierra speaks

[blushweddinggowns]

Eddie was having one of his favorite kinds of days. The kind where he got Steve all to himself, just to do jack shit together. They weren’t even really talking. Eddie was reading a book with Steve dozing off in his lap, Eddie’s chest his pillow as he came in and out of consciousness. 

Eddie fucking loved it. He was going to savor all of the quiet moments they had while he could, before work came calling back to him. The idea of going back to the studio and tours, award shows and after parties, interview after interview, was starting to make Eddie feel a little sick. Sick enough to sincerely consider the idea of retirement. 

Not that he would, or at least not yet. He loved music, he loved working with his friends, and just because the fame came with some downsides didn’t mean Eddie hated what he did. Even if the fantasy of leaving it all behind was starting to look more and more appealing. 

Besides, he wasn’t trying to give Steve a heart attack here.

His therapist had mentioned how much he needed to slow down on the major life decisions, that making grand and sweeping choices about his life for what he thought Steve would want was never a good idea. It would lead to resentment, unresolved feelings, blah, blah, blah. Eddie didn’t really believe it. He was pretty damn sure he could retire to a mountain cabin in the woods and be completely fine, as long as he had Steve with him.

But he was in therapy for a reason, and one of those reasons was to keep Steve. So maybe listening to her wasn’t such a bad call. 

He just wasn’t sure how he was going to survive long-distance when the time came. Not because he couldn’t handle himself or because he didn’t trust Steve. But his self-control was in the gutter. He was going to visit so often. Too often probably. And he’d definitely call too much. The amplification of his own clinginess would be impossible to ignore, and Eddie wasn’t looking forward to it. It was a lot easier to play it cool when his boyfriend lived fifteen minutes away. 

Then again, if his own insanity wasn’t enough to scare Steve off, his neediness probably wasn’t going to do it either. Hell, even the fame hadn’t gotten to him yet and that had gotten way worse since everything came out. 

Things had calmed down since that horrible video, but the lie of where Eddie was had been blown up. It was getting harder and harder not to be recognized, even with his incognito getup. The number of times Eddie has caught someone taking an unsolicited photo or video of the two of them behind his back were uncomfortably high. It didn’t help how Eddie had been spoiled with touching Steve however he wanted for months, never worrying about the consequences. Now, there were freaking TikTok compilations zoomed in on him touching Steve’s ass in public, which was just fucking great. As much as Eddie appreciated his fans, he loathed the obsession with his love life. Though… he could admit that him being in a relationship was pretty out of the ordinary. 

But even if he could excuse the interest, he couldn’t excuse people showing up to his apartment. It had only happened a few times, but the fact that he was traceable to that extent was more than enough to make him move to a new, harder to access building. Especially when one instance involved Steve at his place, alone. 

He fucking hated moving because people couldn’t understand boundaries, but Steve’s safety mattered more than his convenience. He was probably being paranoid, but he never wanted him to go through something like that again. Even if he handled it like a champ. They were lucky it had been a nice, though admittedly unwell, guy who went on his merry way. Eddie wasn’t going to risk any kind of alternative. 

Besides, it wasn’t all bad. Steve having nearly no presence on social media definitely helped things. No one really knew who he was. They just knew that Eddie was in a semi-dramatic relationship from the crying video and all the ass grabbing. Without the context it was pretty hard to track down what was actually happening. At least Steve wasn’t getting harassed because of him. Or at least not yet. Eddie wasn’t sure how long that would last when they moved in together or when they got married but… that was on the list of big life decisions he wasn't supposed to be thinking of right now. 

“You know,” Steve mumbled into his collarbone, pulling Eddie right out of his overcommitted thoughts, “We’ve been together for a while now.”

“Seven months and 21 days,” Eddie confirmed, as he turned back a page in his book. He had been too lost in his own head to retain shit and Steve cutely smiling up at him wasn’t improving his concentration.

“Do you remember our second date?” Steve asked.

Eddie nearly rolled his eyes. Of course he remembered, “Stevie, I remember our 23rd. Remember that? We found Twister and I had the most painful erection to ever-”

“Stop talking,” Steve said fondly, pressing a kiss to his lips, “Go back to the second. Do you remember what you said that night?”

“I think I said a lot of things,” Eddie grinned before setting his book to the side, “I remember you making fun of what is now one of your favorite foods. And how cute you were trying to cook-”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m adorable,” Steve finished for him with a laugh, “But what else?”

Eddie raised a brow at him, “How about you just tell me if you’re so impatient?”

Steve was still smiling at him but it had a nervous edge to it. One that Eddie didn’t understand until he opened his mouth, “Whatever happened to tying boys up?”

From the newest chapter of this fic(which is done with one bonus chapter coming!)

#steddie #steddie fic #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #damn your love damn your lies #oh my god i finished something #theres an epilouge but this is done #that now im scared to post because I fucked it up somehow yesterday but Ill get there by tommrorow!

[take-everything-you-can]

LET ME LOVE MY FERAL GRIMLIN MEN AND ALL THE LORE I WANT THEM TO HAVE !!

Like I refuse to let y'all take Eddie and Stevie away from me !

#god damn it #everyone get along and be nice to eachother #fuck #eddie munson #steve harrington #stranger things

[hellfireseddie]

Okay so the tiktok Eddie fandom is actually one of the most toxic things I've seen thus far being back in the ST fandom, simply because I had said something along the lines that Eddie wouldn't be against womens rights.

And the most chronically online people all decided to attack me by saying something along the lines of "Eddie had like 10 minutes of screen time don't act like you know him" like okay cool but you're literally doing the same thing right there.

I think people tend to forget that Eddie is a FICTIONAL character, anyone can see him in different fucking ways but there is absolutely no need to attack another person for having an opinion on someone fictional.

And if me saying that gets me called an "Average Eddie Stan" then y'all really need to get off the Internet, get off your phone and go outside, reconsider and reevaluate yourself, I swear to god after being an Internet veteran and seeing these damn kids ruin a good fandom again makes me wanna commit mass crimes.

I don't want to be driven away from another one of my comfort fandoms because of idiotic children that don't know when to keep their mouths shut.

Basically for the love of God can we please not make this fandom so toxic that long term fans start falling away from it. Like my autistic ass cannot handle the amount of fighting over fiction.

It's truly exhausting and I really just want more friendly people to interact with, and if you've read this far I apologise for this not being the normal content I seem to post.

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