#not a braincell in sight
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At first, Eddie and Steve keep their relationship a secret. It isn't because they are embarrassed, nor do they even think their friends will be disapproving. It's simply because they happen to be friends with the most annoying, overbearing busy-bodies on planet earth.
It was bound to happen, all of them being so involved in each others' lives to the point that it's probably a serious co-dependent situation that someone (or Nancy) should study with science or some shit. But being bonded by unimaginable terrors from another dimension will do that.
Anyway, the pack of gremlins are always around, always demanding attention, always in the way of Eddie and Steve. So Eddie takes it upon himself to tease the dumbass twerps who remain oblivious to his relationship with their favourite babysitter.
Case in point: Dustin, Will and Lucas have been driven around all damn afternoon by Steve, mostly wasting time and wingeing about him not providing them with enough fun despite the fact they were now living in the near ghost town. All the while Eddie rides shotgun, watching his boyfriend become increasingly annoyed as the likelihood of a date night dwindles with each passing second.
“Our problems would be solved if Steve would just drive us into the city,” Dustin whines, staring at the back of the driver’s seat like he wants to burn a hole in it El-style.
“Absolutely not!” Steve argues as he pulls into the Wheeler’s driveway.
“Eddie?” Dustin asks, voice sickly sweet as he leans in between the front seats. “Can you drive us?”
“Gee, Henderson, love that I’m your last resort,” Eddie scoffs as he continues picking at his nails.
He slumps back in his seat, bracing himself for the same argument Dustin has had with Steve for the past week. That is unless he speeds this up a little and gently teases Steve while he's at it...
“Anyway,” he continues, drawing out his words as he dares a glance at Steve who merely rolls his eyes. “I’m busy.”
“Busy with what?” Lucas asks, more accusatory than curious.
“Nothing,” he responds, waiting on bated breath for more queries.
Steve slowly turns his head and he can’t help but give a teasing wink that leaves his boyfriend white-knuckling the steering wheel.
“It’s a Saturday. There’s no Hellfire because you are keeping us waiting on whatever torture you are concocting," Dustin insists, jostling Steve’s seat with every word and earning a series of grumbles from their chauffeur. “And you don’t have work.”
Eddie shrugs. “I have a date.”
At that, Dustin launches forward, an inch from Eddie’s face.
“You don’t date!” he shrieks.
“Do so,” Eddie says, shifting in his seat to square off with his young friend. “I have a life outside entertaining you dorks. Also, Henderson, that is the meanest thing you have ever said to me.”
He mimics sniffling and uses his index finger to simulate a tear running down his cheek as he pouts.
“So, who’s your girlfriend?” Dustin demands, his eyebrows disappearing up under his cap.
“Yes, do tell,” Steve adds, narrowing his eyes at him as he turns off the ignition, challenging.
Will remains silent in the back seat, despite Lucas opening the rear passenger door at the sight of Mike standing at his front stoop, waiting.
“Oh, you know…” Eddie begins, gesturing with his hand as he searches for some generic details. “Nice… hates her parents, which gives me ample opportunity to do my ‘bad boy boyfriend’-schitck… Very pretty… Great hair! Like, the best... Has a great rack.”
He nods at that last one before twirling a lock of his hair and crossing it over his face.
“You shouldn’t talk about girls like that,” Dustin shoots back, ever the goody-goody.
His words almost conceal a huffed laugh from Steve that only Eddie seems to catch. Truthfully, he can’t help but giggle too, mostly because despite being the brainiac of the century, Henderson of all people, had remained completely oblivious for months now. Also Steve's cheek has turned pink and that's worth him being smug about.
“Says the person who takes dating advice from King Steve,” Eddie counters.
He reaches over to run a finger up Steve's arm and lingers just enough. It makes Steve, already biting his lip from the nickname, squirm in his seat.
“And I have a girlfriend because of it!” Dustin retorts, adjusting his cap with a proud flourish and patting Steve on the shoulder.
It makes him jump, likely remembering that three of his kids are in the back of the car cramping his style.
“Alrighty,” he splutters, giving one of those rousing dad-slash-gym teacher claps that Eddie finds oddly authoritative in a hot way. “Out of the car, assholes.”
Dustin looks at Steve, incredulous as if it’s some great offence to be dejected from the car when they have reached their destination. Steve just raises his eyebrows in defiance at their young friend. He really does look cute when he's grumpy.
The boys huff and exit, taking the loss this time around. Steve watches as they walk towards the Wheeler’s front door and gesticulate wildly as they talk. Mike looks at the car with his signature stink-eye and takes a step forward. Steve promptly fires up the engine.
He intentionally revs the car, giggling as the kids jump at the sound.
“So, where are you taking me on a date?” he asks, rolling the car along and veering away from Mike before he can ask a damn thing.
“I thought we could watch movies at my place,” Eddie shrugs, offering his go-to plan.
“That isn’t a date!” Steve shrieks.
Eddie can’t help but grumble at the foiled idea. He gives Mike the finger as Steve peels out of the driveway, ranting about all the activities he steadfastly considers not a date.
#not a braincell in sight#does anyone ever write a whole thing just so they can just get ONE SENTENCE out of their brain???#that’s me with Eddie saying Steve has a great rack lmao#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#steddie ficlet#lilys ficlets
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Aoi needed a trip to a hot spring not to watch these 4 maniacs drown in a lake
#toilet bound hanaku kun#toilet bound hanako kun fanart#toilet bound hanako kun#toiletboundhanakokun#minamoto teru#minamoto kou#yashiro nene#aoi akane#akane aoi#my art#jibaku shounen hanako kun#not a braincell in sight#survivor quartet#thanks Mari for the caption yay#tbhk#jshk
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Whenever I believe he has reached the ground floor of ridiculous, I find that there is an entire underground Tkachuk Himbo Parking Garage full of ridiculous I haven’t seen yet
#matthew tkachuk#florida panthers#nhl#nhl hockey#nhl players#himbo#not a braincell in sight#nhl2022-2023#whateven
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No one:
Billy: Did you know that Doritos can catch on fire?
Steve: 😑
#billy hargrove#dumb#but pretty#not a braincell in sight#harringrove#harringroveincorrect#incorrect harringrove quotes#stranger things incorrect quotes#basedonaconversationwithmymom#so random#imissmyboys#shitpost#billyistrying#hisbest#steveissuffering
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Yeah this feels right
#and before anyone comes at me#imogen has the 3rd lowest intelligence of the group#and has to regularly be reminded of who killed her friends and orym's loved ones#critical role#cr3#cr c3#critrole#critrole memes#bells hells#bell's hells#fcg#cr fresh cut grass#imogen temult#fearne calloway#the reverse bi flag colors of their names was unintentional#but i'm not complaining :)#bimbo summit#not a braincell in sight#new york post#cr memes#cr shitpost#courtesy of me#crit role#cr campaign three#critrole meme
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While I loved the Tiki Bar scene, just what were the brellys hoping to gain here? (bar Diego cause we know his plan)
They meet up with their father, whos not their father yet, to get info on the apocalypses but in the 1960s Reg should have been in his mid 20s early 30s so why would he know about future apocalypses, kids with weird powers and time travel 😭
This punk would’ve been young and building his weird billionaire empire not plotting to adopt some even weirder kids in 25 years time
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Not Nhai whining and being worried Ai will break up with him, as he's literally walking the wedding engagement isle, dressed in white suit Ai prepared for him lol.
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Thinking about making stickers from my two little men
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casper the not-friendly ghost ( @brideglooms ) : i'm not friendly
vasily: anyway y'all hear something
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see this is why he is my favorite
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the older bridgerton boys are so slkdjflsdkjkl
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Robin and Dustin fight for the passenger door as Eddie pops in the back, scoffing and slamming the door.
"Hey, hey!" Steve yells, leaning over the console to open the door himself.
"Steve! Make him stop!" Robin demands, voice shrill as she squishes her grocery bag up against the door so she can't free up her hands to playfully slap-fight Dustin.
"Jesus Christ," Eddie curses.
Steve hears the unmistakable sound of a can opening in the back and he rolls his eyes. Eddie promised he wouldn't buy beer or whatever soda it is he's obsessing over this week.
Robin knocks Dustin's signature hat off and he screeches.
"Stop!" Steve begs, attempting to move over further but his seatbelt yanks him back. "Robin gets shotgun!"
The duo outside pauses. Robin pokes her tongue out and follows up with a childish gaffaw. The pair stand in silence, glaring at each other until Dustin snatches away the grocery bag.
Robin scrambles into the car, clips in her seatbelt and manually locks her door in one fluid motion.
"You do realise you waste time every single day with this?" Eddie says as Dustin hops in the back and slaps his baseball cap back on.
"Robin has been shotgun all week!" Dustin shoots back.
Can no one excerise any volume control in this car!
Steve shoots Robin a disapproving look as he fires up the engine. There's a crinkling of the grocery bag and Steve looks in the rear vision mirror but he can't quite see what Dustin and Eddie are clambering for.
"Starting next week, I'm making a schedule that everyone will follow. No exceptions."
"What if it's an emergency?" Robin asks, tenting her fingers like it's the most obvious follow up question.
"I reeeeefuse to sit in the back with Mike, Lucas and Henderson all stinking up the car after school," Eddie so helpfully adds.
"Hey!" Dustin whines, moving the bag away from Eddie.
There's more rustling and crinkling, followed by loud chewing.
"Yeah," Robin agrees, reaching in the back. "I agree on that one."
"Hey!"
"I'll figure it out!" Steve snaps, waving his hand as of to wave away the endless mitigating factors these idiots will surely conjure up of he doesn't stop them.
He looks over to his best friend, tinkling the foil back on a god damn Easter egg before shoving it into her mouth. She gags.
"Ew! This chocolate is awful, Eddie!"
"No it isn't."
Steve does a double take.
"Wait, did I send you three into the grocery store with a clear and organised list, only for you to buy Easter eggs!"
"I also bought beer," Eddie clarifies, belching.
"I mean, pretty much," Dustin shrugs, opening a packet of crisps.
"A weekend of nothing but junk food then?" Steve asks.
Although he doesn't know why he's bothering. This is what he gets for trying to assign errands.
He looks at Robin, so annoyed that he feels like his eyes are going to pop out of his skull.
"Did you get something for me to make for dinner, at the every least, Robs?"
"I don't do vegetables," Eddie chimes, again not helping.
This is what he gets for expecting his boyfriend to just automatically back him up in the face of Robin and Dustin being the most annoying versions of themselves.
He turns a corner into the main road of Loch Nora and hears the distinct sound of liquid dripping on the floor.
"Oops," Eddie mumbles.
Okay yeah, he's just as annoying as the other two.
"Can't we get pizza?" Dustin asks, jostling Robin's seat enough that she lazily slaps at the brim of his hat, threatening to knock it off again.
"I promised Claudia I wouldn't just feed you junk all weekend."
"But pizza has vegetables!" he argues.
"Technically Henderson is correct, there, Steve-o," Robin adds.
And for the first time this afternoon, the pair agree on something... They both nod.
"I could go for pizza," Eddie wonders aloud. "Pepperoni. No vegetables in sight!"
He leans forward and chomps the last word directly into Steve's ear, retreating with a giggle.
"Trust me," Steve begins, making sure to catch Eddie's eye in the rearview mirror and of course, he's grinning like an idiot. "You get your serving of vegetables."
A silence promptly falls over the Beemer.
Robin stifles a laugh, Eddie blushes scarlet and Dustin leans into the front cabin, eyebrows raised sky-high.
Dear god, that isn't what he meant.
"I sneak vegetables into Eddie's food!" he insists, shrugging.
"What!" Eddie screams so loud Steve almost swerves off the road mere seconds from his driveway.
#not a braincell in sight#my follow up to eddie hating celery bc i think he causes so much grief for steve#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#henderdads#robin buckley#dustin henderson#st: easter edition#steddie ficlet#steddie headcanon
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people really aren't saying "GREAT SCOTT!" and "WHO GOES THERE" as much as they should be :/
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Erik and Halladay both remind me of Sam Speed in this essay I will offer no explanations fuck you
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anyone wanna go to claire’s later and get matching lobotomies?
#shitpost#i am on my last straw#claires#meme#slay#friendship#don’t get an office job#i’ve lost half my braincells#not a braincell in sight#if i had a twitter i’d tweet this#yelling into the void
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