#stevie boy

[italiansteebie]

in a shocking turn of events, steve harrington has siblings. quite a few actually. and in another turn, steve isn't even his first name.

in fact, it's his third.

finding this out was a shock, especially since it wasn't from steve that everyone found out.

steve was in the bathroom fixing his hair when the phone rang, and he shouted down to robin who was in the living room to go ahead and answer it.

"hello, harrington residence?"

"uh. can i talk to eli, please?"

robin paused. who the hell is eli?

"um, sorry. there's no eli here..." she trailed unsurely, moving to hang up the phone.

"oh sorry. uh, steve. can i talk to steve? it's his sister, marianne."

robin almost dropped the phone, steve had a sister?

"oh, sure. one second."

she covered the phone with her hand and called out for the boy. "steve! your sisters on the phone!"

she didn't get the response she thought she would, because he called back, "which one?"

"marianne!"

and suddenly he was beside her, grabbing the phone and shooing her away.

while he spoke to his sister, robin made herself busy, grabbing steve's walkie and alerting the rest of the party of the new development.

"guys. steve's name isn't steve, it's eli! and he has siblings! plural!"

the cacophony that this statement caused was almost overwhelming, and by the time steve was done talking to marianne, eddie, dustin, and the rest of the rugrats were at the door begging for explanation.

steve was confused, until eddie looked him in the eye with a smug glint and breathed, "hey, eli." and the time it took for steve's face to turn cherry red was record breaking.

"uh. what? why- uh. why did you call me that?"

robin looked at him blankly, "i answered the phone, dingus. marianne started asking for eli."

steve sighed, "okay so like. here's the thing. Steve is my middle name- well one of them. and i only go by eli around family." the group stared. "we didnt know you had a family." dustin said flatly.

"well i had to get here somehow." steve retorted, and eddie chuckled. "he meant we didn't know you had siblings, eli."

"okay. don't call me that, and yeah. i have six, im the seventh. everyone else is a lot older than me."

his audience was placated with that answer, for now at least.

and when everyone but eddie left, the house was filled with breathy sighs of "eli." followed by soft giggles.

and soon they weaseled out his full name. which turned to be a resounding "Eli Reginald Stefano Harrington. The third."

followed by a shocked,

"The third?!"

#steve harrington #stranger things #robin buckley #eddie munson #steddie #steddie ficlet #best friend robin buckley #stranger things fic #stranger things ficlet #stevie boy #platonic soulmates

[inklessletter]

Oh, sweet summer boy. You seem to be feeling that you are exactly where you're meant to be.

And if you're observing the sky from the very same heaven, then you might be right, angel.

🌷

Keep trusting the process with me, yeah?

#inklessletter #trust the process #fanart #stranger things #st fanart #steve harrington #steve fanart #sketch #stevie boy #this is turning out so sweet #i might be falling for him #ok #maybe i should stop falling for every drawing i do #but what can a girl do #i have an hiperfixation for shiny brilliant little things #so i will draw shiny brilliant little things #it is not my fault #i am only human #pink

[whydamnitwhy]

He doesn’t even look at it. He doesn’t even hesitate. He just picks up the clothes, puts them back, pulls his sleeves up, and gets to work. I have FEELINGS in regards to this.

Steve Harrington jumps in head-firsts in fists bats and in volunteering. Send help.

((Gif credit : @kedreeva ))

(From Stranger Things Season 4, Episode 9))

#Steve harrington #stranger things #stranger things season 4 #stranger things s4 #st s4 #Stevie boy #steve the hair harrington #king steve #king harrington #he doesn’t even look #he just picks them up and keeps following #and that gives me so many Hc #how many times did he do this in life #didn’t question #didn’t wonder #just took what life gave him and kept going #his only objective being to help when and however he could #Elise it’s just laundry #ITS NOT JUST LAUNDRY #ITS CHARACTER GROWTH GODDAMNIT

[lavndrlattee]

There are four brain cells between them and Nancy currently has all of them.

#i love them so much #eddie munson #steve harrington #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #steddie #ronance #the fruity four #stevie boy #eddie my love #my golden retriever gorl #nancy my queen #stevie and robs #eds and robs #stevie and eds #robs and nance #stranger things #stranger things 4 #my art #the boyfriends #the gorls

[stebie-boi]

PISSED

#steve harrington #steve harrington rp #rp account #gaaaaaay #steddie #steve harrington rp account #stranger things #stevie boy

[aloneinthehellfire]

IM SCREECHING!!! Also Eddie being mad about his ex confessing their love to someone else after they’d been broken up for EIGHT MONTHS is not a good look oof. You were correct, this chapter made me froth at the mouth. Steve is just so sweet with the reader 🥺

its almost like we're almost at the endgame here

#giggles and kicks my feet #stevie boy #stranger things x reader #steve harrington x reader #raining hellfire

[steviethehairyington]

Doodle Steve :D

#doodle stevie boy #stevie boy #my art #shitpost #stranger things art #stranger things #stranger things steve harrington #steve harrington art #steve harrington #fan art #my artwork #doodle boy #fanart #stranger things fanart #art #digital art #steve the hair harrington #something random

[imvgeswrestling]

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#bea priestley #will ospreay #stevie boy #kay lee ray #world of sport #backstage #no action #wrestling #male #female #couples #tag teams #*mine

[jayvrontio]

My beloved boy Harrington 😌

I miss to draw Stranger Things stuff

#stranger things #steve harrington fanart #steve harrington #stranger things steve harrington #my beloved #harrington my beloved #stevie boy #stranger things fanart #jayvronti #my art #digital artist #digital art #artists on tumblr #doodle #canon characters #artwork

[kittymunson]

concept: steve harrington as ash williams halloween costume. thats all.

#shotgun. ripped up blue shirt. bloody. #steve harrington #stevie boy

[italiansteebie]

For the Past, the Present Glory

TW// Autsitic Meltdown, Child Neglect

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Steve doesn’t know how to feel about the holidays. They’re always so overstimulating with the songs, and the lights, and everyone constantly moving and ringing out cheers of “Merry Christmas!” He gets the appeal, truly, but it’s hard to enjoy it when there’s no one to celebrate with, not to mention the fact that he doesn’t even celebrate Christmas, and fire is much too frightening to handle by himself so lighting the menorah is out of the question too. Unless it’s one of the rare Hanukkah's where his parents are actually home. But get real, that hasn’t happened since he was 6, and at that he’d had a meltdown over the open flames and his parents claimed he ruined the whole thing. It was only the second night, they’d left on the morning of the third, telling the babysitter not to bother with the ceremony, and fucked off to who knows where. He knows they can’t be bothered to tell him where they’re going, but he tracks the days and weeks and finds the pattern and makes up an informal schedule for himself. That way he knows when to prepare himself and the house for their arrival.

There are pictures of him as a young child donning his yarmulke and following after those, there are photos of him with tears streaming down his face as the garment is pinned uncomfortably to his head, with his fathers stern hands holding his smaller, shaking ones, as to shield the calming motion.

He tries to not let it bother him, the loneliness, but he’s only human, and even for an introvert of his magnitude, the solitary feeling of his house gets to be too much sometimes. That is until he meets Dustin Henderson, and gets dragged into the Bullshit that is the Upside Down, and all of a sudden he’s never alone. So here he is, sitting in the Wheeler’s basement, with a scratchy Christmas sweater on, watching as the kids pass around gifts, smiling fondly over their bickering. He lets his eyes drift over the movement of the room, briefly landing on Robin and Nancy who are not so subtly flirting with each other in the corner before moving on to catch a glimpse of Jonathan and Eddie sneaking out the back door with a bag of a suspicious green substance. He hears the faint flick of Eddie’s lighter and it’s not long after that, that the distinct smell starts wafting through the room. He grimaces to himself. The only time weed isn’t overstimulating is when he himself is smoking it, and even then he has to take breaks fairly often. Tommy used to make fun of him for it, so he started making up different excuses that were more acceptable than “It smells bad,” because that always got him dirty looks and shoves that were a bit too rough to be considered playful.

The noise picks up, and he tries to not let it get to him, but he can feel his wrists twitching, and a hum buzzing softly in the back of the throat. He tries to rock subtly, but quickly ceases his motions when Robin and Nancy make their way over to him. “You okay, Stevie? You look a little pale…” Robin trails and Steve waves a hand, trying to speak but the words die in his throat and something like a grunt comes out instead. He smiles nervously, before shrugging and all but scampers away, definitely NOT in shame. His hands are twitching, and the blinking lights are giving him a headache, and not to mention the stupid cough he’s had for like, two weeks, is making his chest rattle uncomfortably, and he knows he has to get out. He shakes his head a little maniacally, gaining the attention of the room, before he chokes out a laugh and shoves a thumb towards the door, grabbing his keys and making a beeline for his car.

He’s alone for about two seconds before the knocking starts, and he knows they mean well, but it’s getting excruciating.

“Steve, c’mon, open up!”

“Don’t leave!”

“What’s wrong?”

“Steve, talk to us!”

And their fists are still beating on the window, and tears are starting to stream down his face. He curses himself, this meltdown coming out of nowhere, but really he knows, it had been building up for months, he’s surprised he’s lasted this long.

“Don’t cry, Steve! It’s christmas!”

And that's what breaks him. He feels his hands roughly grab his hair, and body rocking on autopilot, “Steve, please.” He hears a meek voice say. “Fuck!” He shuts, voice coming out hoarse, chest heaving as his hands move from his hair to beat on his chest. He opens his eyes briefly to see Mike making his way towards his car, the last thing he needs is Wheeler’s snide comments so he tries to steel himself but to no avail. He brings a heavy fist down onto his thigh. “What's going on?” He hears Eddie ask, a bit sluggish, no doubt high out of his mind, Steve wished he was too, then maybe he wouldn’t have embarrassed himself like this. “Steve is freaking out and ruining christmas.” Is what comes out of Mike’s mouth, and he knows the kid doesn’t really mean any harm, but he can’t stop himself from yelling, “I’m fucking Jewish, you little brat.” And the sobs are coming out in full force now, and he hears Robin jimmying the door open, and crawling into the passenger seat. She leans over, pulling him into a tight hug, letting the pressure wash over him, his sobs calm down, and his hands that were frantically beating at his chest and grasping his hair are calmer now, gentle and soothing, rather than desperate. From his position of having his head buried in Robin’s chest he can hear Nancy, Jonathan, and Eddie ushering the kids away from the car, before hearing Eddie approach again.

He takes a shuddering breath before moving away from Robin and wiping his eyes harshly. “Sorry,” He sniffles, and Robin looks at him incredulously, “Steve, don’t apologize, just… Are you okay? That looked like… Well. It looked like a meltdown.” She soothed softly. He nodded, eyeing Eddie who was standing outside the car door apprehensively, before admitting softly “I’m not as normal as I seem, Robin. I’m. I’m pretty far from it actually,” He says, laughing bitterly. He opens the door for Eddie, motioning for him to slide in. “You too high for this Eddie?” Robin asks, to which the metalhead shakes his head no, hair swishing back and forth, “Nah. Sobered up pretty quickly, thanks to Stevie boy here.” He says playfully, softly, almost endearing. Robin thinks it’s disgusting.

“You okay, Steve?” Eddie asks, sliding his larger hand into the others shaking one, Steve nods. “I just… Got a bit overstimulated there. I tried to leave like we talked about but… Then everyone followed me out here.” Robin cringed at that a little bit, “I'm sorry, Steve. You looked like you were about to get sick, I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” Steve smiles softly, “It’s okay, Robs. I haven’t been super open about any of this stuff, you didn't know. In fact the only reason Eddie knows is because he found me in the bathroom in sophomore year having a meltdown.” He flashes a small smile at the metalhead beside him, who returns it, a bit sadder than the original. Robin doesn’t miss the way Eddie rubs his thumb over Steve’s knuckles in that soft, telling way, but she also doesn’t say anything about it. “I'm going to give you two a minute, whenever you’re ready Steve.” She says softly, moving out of the car, hearing Steve’s heavy sigh as she shuts the door.

The two boys sit together for a moment longer, while Steve prepares himself to answer the questions that are about to be thrown at him. “I can answer some of them, If you’d like me to?” Eddie offers gently, to which Steve shakes his head. He heaves another sigh before scooting out of the car and back towards the house, Eddie in tow.

As soon as he step foot into the basement, there's a cacophony of questions and his hands shake slightly in Eddies, “Everybody, shut up!” The long haired boy yells, angling his face away from Steve’s so he doesn’t get the brunt of the shout. Everyone goes silent at this, and Steve takes this as his chance to start talking.

“Okay so, first things first. I am. Well-” He huffs out a sigh, Eddie rubs his shoulder encouragingly, “I’ve got autism, which means… Like sounds and stuff can get too much and really freak me out. Like you just saw. It was. A lot of therapy, when I was a kid,” He jokes, trying to lighten the mood, but it doesn’t work. He continues, “I’m also Jewish, I don’t… Really celebrate. My parents aren’t ever home during Hanukkah, and fire is… Hard for me. Like, y’know. I can’t light the menorah by myself…” He trails off, murmuring under his breath, “God this is so stupid, I’m stupid.” Eddie put an end to those comments real quickly, squeezing his hand. “Anyway… Yeah. Sorry for yelling at you, Mike. And uh. I’ll probably be pretty quiet after this.” He cleared his throat as he finished his speech. Everyone seemed to understand, and at the end of the night, he overheard the one and only, snarky, Mike Wheeler, planning a Hanukkah celebration for next year.

“Mike can be a brat, but. He’s also pretty cool. Sometimes.” Nancy says as he and Eddie leave, in lieu of a goodbye, and somewhat of a pseudo apology for her brother's antics. Steve smiles, nodding along in agreement. And suddenly, for the first time in a long time, he’s looking forward to the next Hanukkah.

#stevie boy #steve needs a hug #sad steve harrington #steve harrington #jewish steve harrington #autistic steve : ) #autistic steve harrington #autistic robin buckley #steve has a meltdown #meltdown #steve harrington angst #steve centric #steve harrington centric #established steddie #best friend robin buckley

[cutemothman]

Steve Harrington

Stranger Things 3.04 "Chapter Four: Dear Billy"

#stranger things #sthingsedit #stedit #tvedit #scifiedit #steveharringtonedit #strangerthingsedit #stranger things s4 #3.04 #steve harrington #joe keery #chrissy.gif #back with some stevie gifs #i love him love him love him #my best boy

[lavndrlattee]

The boyfriends are now together on my desk

#eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie #stranger things #stevie boy #eddie my beloved #stevie and eds #stranger things 4 #latte talks

[stebie-boi]

…. how does one ask out a metal head

#steve harrington #steve harrington rp #rp account #gaaaaaay #steddie #steve harrington rp account #stevie boy #stranger things #steve x eddie

[nothing--good]

Some of my favorite portraits by David LaChapelle

#David LaChapelle #David Bowie #fleetwood mac #britney spears #andre 3000 #kelis #uma thurman #leonardo dicaprio #beastie boys #natalie portman #dolly parton #kanye west #ewan mcgregor #drew barrymore #eminem #debbie harry #tupac #stevie nicks #lindsey buckingham #christine mcvie #mick fleetwood #john mcvie #ad rock #mike d #mca #celebs #celebrities #pop culture #photography #portrait

[tink27]

Steddie ficlet (might do a follow up to show Eddie's reaction)

"He likes a boy"

after years of friendship, and being joined at the proverbial hip, Robin liked to think she could read Steve pretty well, however, his love of being just vague enough to confuse her made this difficult.

"who likes a what now?" still trying to get a read on Steve's feelings, but as of right now he just seemed, disconnected. Since showing up unexpectedly at her house, he had maintained that far-away sort of look that showed that even Steve didn't know what he was feeling.

"Eddie... he... we were hanging out and he" finally he fully met Robin's gaze, and the heartbroken edge to his vacant stare became evident "he was implying, heavily, that he likes me"

"... likes likes you?"

Steve's expression briefly switched to mocking disbelief at her childish choice of words, but he didn't have the energy for any kind of clever retort

"Yes Robin! like likes me!" throwing up his hands before allowing them to smack down against their Jeans ("their" because they fit them both and had been making the rotation between both Steve and Robin's wardrobe for months, she wasn't entirely sure who they belonged to to begin with, not that it mattered)

"And you're... upset?" This was baffling because in the months since Eddie returned for the upside-down, the two had never been closer. Far too many shifts consisted of Steve waxing poetic about Eddie while Robin vaguely tried to relate and be supportive. Although why Steve seemed so utterly smitten as he talked about Eddie's hair or musical elitism would never really make sense to Robin. But still, she saw how they were together.

Steve had a bad track record for love, pouring every part of himself into another person in a way that was truly heartbreaking to watch. However, it became significantly less heartbreaking when it was accompanied by Eddie's eyes following Steve around every room, and always looking to him in conversations no matter who was there because it was Steve's opinion and thoughts that mattered to him most. They truly were obsessed with each other, and honestly, Robin had been waiting for the other shoe to drop.

So Steve's stricken expression made no sense, nor did his frustration that Robin - despite being his platonic soulmate - didn't magically understand the issue he was having.

"I dont know Robs, its just he likes... Steve Harrington" his voice was defeated as he said it, but it still explained nothing

"....you're Steve Harrington" The confusion in her voice was evident "Am I missing something here, this isn't a 'King Steve' thing is it, because Eddie has made it pretty clear that he thought you were a jerk back then"

the noise of frustration from Steve showed she clearly had missed the point and never had she wished so badly to read her best friend's mind as when the tears began to well up in his eyes. She wanted to hug him, but knew from experience that Steve needed to get the thoughts out first.

There was a minute of silence that Robin had to try desperately to not break, every instinct wanting to spit out an awkward and unhelpful comment to lighten the mood, but she knew she just had to wait.

"I'm not..." the words seemed to get lodged in his throat, even those two words came out scratchy and uncomfortable

He squeezed his eyes shut "I'm not a boy"

Steve opened their eyes, with a desperate expression "I'm not a boy"

It was a statement but also a plea. Begging for Robin to know exactly what to say. She didnt.

"you're not a boy." Robin made sure to sound confident, at least she could pretend to know what she was doing. It seemed okay because they gave an awkward nod, head moving slightly too much for it to seem natural

"you're.... a girl?"

the tears seemed to spill the second she said it, and a choked noise lodged itself in their (her?) throat, but after a moment of panicked pause their eyes screwed shut and they nodded but also shrugged. Clearly just as confused by their discomfort as Robin is.

"Okay, thats okay Ste-" shit, stupid "that's okay babe, you're still you, and hey I might be... severely romantically challenged but even I know Eddie is obsessed with you"

there's a brief watery smile before the corners of her lips are pulled down "He likes Steve, he wouldn't like me"

"Horse shit" Robin wasn't as confident as she was trying to sound, but she knew that her best friend was still her best friend and that anyone who didn't adore her was an idiot (as all best friends know)

she moved to sit next to her friend who had ended up on the floor with her knees pulled to her chest, and once again the silence was allowed to stretch out before them, only broken up by heartbroken sniffles and shakey breaths

"so..." Robin wished more than any other moment that she wasn't so awkward "Not Steve?"

"I-" the thought gets broken off " It doesn't feel right, doesn't feel like it's me"

"whats you?" two words encapsulating a question that was near impossible to answer, but it still felt right to ask, to show that Robin wanted to know the answer.

the expression on her face showed that her friend also thought the question unanswerable, and a frustrated shrug fell from her

Robin hated that defeated expression, so she tried "Michelle?"

Clearly, the scrunched-up expression implied it wasn't a fit

"Hannah?" no not that

"Sarah?" seemed less disgusted but still no

"Becky?" okay back to disgust, moving on

"OH! Punch me if this sucks, but... Stevie?" Robin felt the need to justify her choice, showing that she wasn't just trying to make her keep her old name "Like Stevie Nicks! I could see that, dye your hair blonde, get some bangs"

the comment about changing her hair was obviously met with a scowl, but after a soft smile found its way onto her face "Stevie feels better"

Robin had never felt so smart, she was a fucking genius "Stevie is it babe"

Stevie spent moments looking at her, seemingly deep in thought before softly speaking "Thank you Robin"

it seemed too formal for them, to say it so directly with her name like that, but she could tell that Stevie was really grateful so Robin held back the tears (one of them had to be the butch one in this relationship)

"no problem babe" it was spoken just as softly as the thanks, and for now it seemed enough

"Now, tell me what happened with Eddie"

#the butch thing was a joke #i dont actually think there needs to be a “butch one” or a man #hope someone likes this #its mainly self indulgent #becuse i saw a tiktok with that song that goes “she likes a boy and I'm not a boy” #and I couldnt stop think abouit stevie crying to robin while muttering “i'm not a boy I'm not a boy I'm not a boy” #if i get inspiration to do a follow up it will be happy #Eddie is obsessed with Stevie #stevie harrington #trans steve harrington #non binary steve harrington #trans stevie harrington #she/her steve harrington #trans steddie #platonic soulmates #robin and steve are soulmates #steddie fic #steddie ficlet #steddie #steve/eddie #steve harrington/eddie munson