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It’s a WIP so hopefully that’s okay, but it is a universe/time jumping AU that is SOOOO good. @thisapplepielife never misses!
All Across The Universe by thisapplepielife
@thisapplepielifeepielife
Rating: Explicit
77,898 words, 8/16 chapters
Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Tags: Post-Season/Series 04, Post-Stranger Things 4 Vol. 2, Canon Divergence, Steve Harrington-centric, Steve Harrington Needs a Hug, Eddie Munson Lives, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Tripping through history, Using real History but fictitiously, Tripping Through Time, Temporary Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, Wishes, Time Travel Fix-It, Time Travel, Time slip, Blundering Through History, Time Keeps On Slipping Slipping Slipping Into The Future, Or Into The Past, Time Isn't Picky, Historical References, Historical Inaccuracy, Platonic Soulmates Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington, Gareth & Eddie Munson Are Best Friends, Minor Canonical Character(s), Revolving Door of Characters, Mixed Media
Summary:
Steve Harrington knows this world isn't permanent. They never are.
He blinks into existence, brand new and disoriented. He might not know where he is, or when, but he knows he's searching for something, for someone, as he's called on and on, all across the universe.
He always finds him.
Eddie.
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I’m having so much with the fic I’m currently working on, because I’m exploring a headcanon of Steve that’s been living in my mind rent free since forever. And that is, that Steve is so painfully practical that he, to put it simply, does things to get somewhere.
And that’s it. That’s his motivation.
I mean, he hasn’t finished high school yet and it’s already thinking of skipping college because working for his dad (that it’s canon he thinks is an asshole) is the fastest way to get a family. He doesn’t date to meet people, or to have fun; he dates to get married. Come on.
And then you have Eddie. He’s the one to buy a ticket to a concert out of the state and ends up remembering the flight, the people he met, the hours of queue and how fucking good was that burger he ate in the middle of nowhere (and he knows he’s not going to taste ever again), rather than the setlist of the actual concert.
Eddie is not interested in the finish line of things, he’s interested in the journey.
So you take this Steve, and this Eddie and make them friends. And you have this Steve bitching about not finding the one, and this Eddie rolling his eyes to the back of his skull because why the hell are you looking for the one, Steve, you’re only twenty four. And Steve is like exactly, I am already twenty four, how are you not worried about not ending up alone. And this bickering results in Steve accusing Eddie of being terrified of commitment, and Eddie replying that Steve’s unable to actually find the one because his mind is fifteen years ahead of the present.
So both refuse to share the negativity on each other’s criticism, so Eddie dares Steve to date someone just because he likes them, someone who deliberately doesn’t fill in his long list of mandatory requirements for the one. And Steve agrees, on the condition that Eddie has to actually get in a relationship that lasts more than a month, but not just fucking the same person, no: he’s daring him to emotionally commit to someone.
And after they shake their hands, willing to prove the other one wrong, Robin, who has been hearing this shit for far too long, tells them that the only way they could actually know if the other commits to their agreement (since the nuances of their dares are quite personal and intimate) is that they actually date each other.
So, it’s 3 AM and they’re both still looking at their ceiling when they realize that god fucking damnit, Robin is right.
Frankly some of you should be hornier over weirder shit. The fear of being too genuine is the enemy of art. Be a bit of a pervert. It's good for the health. Doesn't have to be a sexual thing just own up to being a bit obsessed in some cringe shit it's fine.