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adelicioustragedy · 2 years
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Eddie: Fuck the rich
Steve, breathless: please do
Robin: What?
Eddie: What?
Steve: What?
Nancy, not looking away from her book: I think he said "please do"
Eddie: Wait-
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allthingssteddie · 2 months
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Eddie Munson was a struggling musician his band was going nowhere and he wasn’t making any income lately but when his best friend Chrissy was telling him that she was going for a interview for the job of being a nanny to Steve Harrington the famous actor and his wife he decides why not try to get the job for him self.
Backstory Steve life seemed perfect to everyone he had a a successful career as an actor and was married to a beautiful model and had two perfect kids but his life wasn’t all that perfect to him. His parents controlled everything so did his wife and the kids were out of control. But one day when him and his wife were interviewing for a nanny because the last nanny quit. Eddie walks in and Steve immediately hires him on the spot.
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vankaar · 2 years
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A little fanart of my dear friend Tab's drabble <3
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audhd-nightwing · 2 years
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i love the trope where steve thinks robin knows he’s bi bc he’s been subtly hinting it to her (and by subtly hinting i mean extremely vague & mildly homosexual comments abt men) and robin has no fuckin clue, still thinks he’s the straightest man alive
and one day the spicy six are talking and robin offhandedly mentions steve is the token straight and everyone laughs but steve is just like “?? i’m not straight tho?” and everyone just goes silent. then robin drags him away for a Private Conversation on how joking about that isn’t funny until steve tells her he was being Serious and “i thought you knew?” and they realize they’re just both dumb
in the meantime nancy and jonathan are talking about how that actually explains a lot and they probably should’ve realized sooner while eddie is having a gay crisis in the corner and ranting to argyle
eventually robin and steve come back & steve officially comes out and bonds with jonathan and nancy abt being bi and into the elder wheeler / byers (bc let’s be honest he was into both of them) and eddie is like “oh shit i forgot to feed my cat i have to go sorry bye” and speeds tf out of there to go scream into his pillow and think gay thoughts abt steve harrington
bonus: after eddie leaves steve asks everyone if they think he has a chance with him and they’re all like “obviously”
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sparrowtapes · 1 year
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Steve having a little crush on Bon Jovi is so funny to me because imagine this,
March 1986, Steve for the past two years stared to listen to more alternative music and discovered Bon Jovi and developed a small celebrity crush on him. Whether it was because of his style, hair or something, Steve knew he was attracted to him.
And then spring break comes around the corner and Dustin getting everybody to look for Eddie before the cops can find him. So they go to the boat house and then suddenly Steve is slammed against the wall by no other than Eddie Munson himself, who looks almost exactly like Bon Jovi.
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trashcanniballecter · 2 years
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Eddie: Unbelievable! D&D is not making the kids gay!
Steve: it's not?
Eddie: of course not!
Steve, who developed a crush on Eddie after playing D&D with him: oh
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youmakemyhearthowl · 2 years
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The first time Steve went with Robin to a gay bar in Indy, he got a lot of education on the queer community from a group of Drag Queens. They were so pleased to run into a straight man at a gay bar that was there to protect his lesbian best friend that they answered all of his questions he’d asked. Even if a few of them were pretty convinced Steve was some sort of queer and just hadn’t gotten around to figuring it out yet. 
The biggest thing that seemed to stand out to Steve was the hanky code. It was such a cool way to let yourself share this super secret part of yourself with the world without the dangers that actually sharing it would cause and Steve was enamored. 
One particular Drag Queen, Helen, knows most of what the different colors mean and Steve can’t stop himself from asking about every single one of them.
When they get back to Hawkins Steve feels truly educated and Robin just smirks knowingly at him as he rambles on about everything he learned. He’d told Robin a few weeks ago he thought he might also like guys but was still figuring everything out. Robin was just happy he was willing to learn, even if he decided men weren’t for him. 
Everything sort of spirals quickly after that. 
Steve and Robin are at work when Dustin comes barreling into the store with Eddie Munson in tow. 
“We need Rocky Horror Picture show right now.” The demand is sharp, and Steve just rolls his eyes at the teen.
“Not that I’m judging or anything Dust, but what do -you- need with that movie?” Robins voice cuts across the store from where she’s restocking returns in the romance section. 
“We have a theory about Mike we want to test.”
“You have a theory about Mike you want to test.” Eddie cuts in hoping up onto the counter and crossing one leg under him. Steve’s pretty sure he stops breathing for a second. Because right there in his left pocket is that stupid black hanky that Steve never really paid attention to before, but now his eyes lock on.
“Steve!” Robins next to him now shoving him out of the way of the register so she can check out Dustin, and Steve’s still just kind of frozen in place because, Munson’s into some kinky shit and he’s not entirely sure how to bring his brain back from the rabbit hole it’s just dove down.
“Stevie, are you still coming over for movie night with me and Buck?” Eddie chirped climbing down off the table to follow Dustin out the door. Robin looked from Eddie to Steve, trying to figure out what exactly broke her best friend, when her eyes land on the hanky and she has to hide her laugh with a cough.
“Yea, he’s coming. He’s my ride anyways. We’ll see you at 8 Eddie.” With a nod and a questioning glance in Steve’s direction Eddie throws open the front doors and skips to his van as Dustin clamors into the passenger seat.
“Hey, Dingus.” Robin slides in front of Steve, a shit eating grin spreading across her face. “Learn anything new just now?”
“Holy shit Robin, how am I ever even supposed to -look- at him again.” He groans throwing his head down onto his crossed arms on the counter.
“He’s still stupid Eddie.”
“Stupid Eddie who likes to tie people up and administer pain in the bed room. Fuck.” Robin could see all kinds of gears turning in Steve’s head. Dots connecting, pieces falling into place until suddenly his face turns bright red and he stands up straight again locking fearful eyes with Robin.
“Oh my god Robin. I think I wanna fuck Eddie Munson.”
Robins laughter was so loud, Eddie could hear it all the way in the parking lot.
(inspired by @undeaddisillusion ‘s post found here)
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piratefishmama · 1 year
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Crossing the Line | Part 5
The odds of finding one feral little metalhead in such a large city without any starting point to go off of were slim at best. Okay that was being generous, the odds were basically non-existent as Steve had been telling Robin for the past hour as they wandered the streets seemingly without aim.
“Rob, we should just buy the tickets and see his band! What’s the worst that can happen?”
“We lose our hearing to people who can’t play their instruments properly, you get rejected publicly, someone throws up on us, we wind up in the mosh pit and you get your THIRD concussion, someone spills their drink on me, or on you, you get recognised and publicly ridiculed for wearing a goddamn sweater vest to a metal gig because I saw you pack your bag what in god’s name, Steven.”
“It’s comfortable.” Steve grumbled in response, momentarily subdued by all of her good points “at least it’s monotonal.” It was a grey knit number, one of his softest. “And I was gonna put a black shirt under it.”
“Yep, no, we’re not doing that, you’re not wearing that. If we must go to the gig and I do mean if we must, you’re going to need another outfit, so we’re going to spend today shopping for that, then head back to the apartment and strategize. We can divide and conquer, you take one half of the city, I’ll take the other, we meet in the middle for coffee.”
“…One half of a city. Where even is the middle of it? How is that a plan?”
“Not the best first plan but it’s the planning stage of the plan, and the planning stage is AFTER shopping, so don’t judge the plan until the planning stage of the plan.”
“You said plan a lot.”
“Less talk more thrift shop, let’s go.” His hand grabbed and away they went. It didn’t matter how rich he was, Robin loved thrift shopping, and after meeting her and knocking down her walls of distrust and uncertainty until they became practically joined at the hip platonic soulmates, finding out how many little treasures you could actually find in those shops, he kind of loved it too. It was an experience he wouldn’t have ever gotten without her, an experience that only added to the down to earth personality that’d developed as he grew older with her.
He didn’t know who he’d be without Robin… probably the same douchebag everyone kind of expected him to be. The douchebag he’d been in his teen years perhaps, partying, drinking, doing drugs, trying to be something he wasn’t to impress the people around him when all they cared about was the vestiges of fame trickling from his being.
Perhaps she’d saved his life by just being there. So he’d indulge a little tomfoolery for her sake.
Even if it did wind up with his feet hurting and his arms aching carrying bags of things he’d never ever wear but might have to for true love, trudging down some random street while Robin looked for some weird non-chain coffee shop because Starbucks held no soul.
“Robin can we just— look, right there, Starbucks, we can go in Starbucks, it’ll be fine, in and out!”
“I’m not going in Starfucks, there’s always some idiot instagraming the weird spelling of their name on the cup as if it’s not a Starbucks ploy to get them free advertising.”
“Or someone claiming to be Voldemort as if the barista would actually shout “he who must not be named” for the brief moment of twitter fame reporting it would bring them.”
“Or tacky mass-produced merch.”
“Or overpriced desserts that aren’t worth it.”
“Or—Ooh!! Lookie, there’s one!” They probably could have gone on for longer, but Robin spotted the little brown shop with large dark windows at the end of the street with a hanging sign outside similar to one found on old bars only this one had two coffee beans on it with the word The Roast written in cursive around the beans. And up close it looked like every rustic coffee shop ever made.
Simple, lots of browns and warm white lighting.
“Down the road from a Starbucks? That’s a gutsy business move.” Steve hummed with the most basic amount of interest as he entered through the door Robin held open for him.
“Honestly you’re never more than a stones throw away from a Starbucks, pick any direction I bet we’ll find another within two blocks.”
“That’s fair.” They made it all the way to the counter where a lone, bored employee leaned heavily against the thick wooden countertop, flicking through a magazine of some kind, the board above him strewn with funnily named coffee drinks and little doodles to match them, Steve found his eyes drawn to that while the Barista released a deep
“Welcome to The Roast, what can I get for you?” Without looking up from his magazine.
“Alright, I’ll have a uhm—ow—Robin, what—ow would you stop elbowing me?”
“Steve.”
“What?” He followed her pointer finger to the man now looking at him with the widest, brownest, most beautiful Bambi eyes he’d ever seen in his goddamn life and all thoughts just kind of drifted away, replaced with the single word… pretty. “Oh…Hello...”
Part 7
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yours-etc · 1 year
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Steven Harrington knows a lot about love.
Nancy Wheeler and Senior year ‘85. He learned a lot in his year long relationship. How to be a boyfriend, how to listen, how to apologize, how to take care of someone. It was all thrown out the window on Halloween. It was all bullshit apparently. He healed and got over the break up. Steve still loved Nance, it was just different. King Steve graduated high school and started working a dinky summer job at Scoops Ahoy.
Robin Buckley and the Summer on ‘85. Steve learned love didn’t have to be romantic. Because boy was he in love with Robin. Platonic with a capital P soulmate. He learned how to grow, how to always have someone there for you, how to laugh (genuinely laugh), how to let someone in. They are inseparable. Glued to each other’s hip. Steve learns how to be a wing man, Robin learns how to make Steve realize he’s bi. “Steve no one looks at Tom Cruise like that unless they think he’s hot.” “He is hot Robs!” “STEVE?!”
Eddie Munson and Spring break ‘86. Steve learned he had a thing for mean curly haired brunettes. He also learned Eddie Munson looks incredibly attractive when he pins Steve against a wall. Steve found a lot about Eddie to be attractive. Steve falls effortlessly in love with Eddie. He loves him even when torn apart by demo bats and barley breathing, even when the boy had a million tubes and cords hanging out of him, especially when he wakes up.
Edward Munson doesn’t know anything about love.
In a small town in the middle of nowhere, there weren’t a ton of relationship options for him. What he did find was a plethora of closeted jocks who wanted to fuck him and then call him slurs in the hallway. And he wasn’t going to lie, sometimes being wanted for only ten minutes was enough for him.
But then he found hellfire. And while he never said it, it was all understood. He could be himself and not be scared. Gareth and Jeff helped patch him up after a few unfortunate altercations with Hawkins High Jocks in the locker room. It was a family of sorts, they protected one another. That was more than some could say.
Eddie never thought he could fall in love.
That was until Steve Harrington is holding his hand as he sleeps in the hospital chair next to Eddie’s bed. And oh god. This was not good.
In the upside down, during the end of the world, it’s easy to push away a budding crush. But now? Now Eddie was fucked.
Steve and Eddie learn to be friends first. Then more after.
It consists of mostly wrangling up, driving, feeding, scolding, teasing the party. And also generally making sure none of them die by cracking their skull open during skateboard lessons. (These kids can handle inter-dimensional creatures, but not some mundane normal teenager hobby?)
Friendly pats on the back become shoulder rubs.
Falling asleep on the couch during movie nights then turn into falling asleep on each other’s shoulders.
Sleeping in the same bed with a pillow wall to help fight nightmares didn’t even last the full first night before they woke up as a tangle of limbs.
“Harrington” became “Steve” became “Stevie” became “Sweetheart”
“Munson” became “Eddie” became “Eds” became “Love”
There wasn’t a pinpoint moment when
boy friends became boyfriends.
Maybe the first time they kissed (during a party get together in the pantry during seven minutes in heaven)
Or maybe the first date to a drive in movie (Eddie tucked under Steve’s arm)
It didn’t really matter.
What did matter was they found each other and were never letting go.
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self-harmony · 2 years
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Bitches be like “here’s a compilation of my favorite Steddie moments” and it’s just whenever Steve and Eddie are in the same scene
It’s me. I’m bitches.
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steviesbicrisis · 2 years
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I want Nancy and Steve going through their Bisexual awakening together, and I want Robin and Eddie mistaking their getting closer, whispering to each other, exchanging glances as them getting back together.
I want the misunderstandings, both of them being disaster bisexuals in their own way (Steve excessively flirting to the point that Eddie doesn’t take it seriously, Nancy becoming a robot every time she talks to Robin and looking like she’s far from interested).
I want Steve to come up with stupid wooing plans and Nancy rejecting all of them (“we can’t lock ourselves in a room with them, that’s creepy and borderline kidnapping!”).
I want Nancy to try coming out to Robin but circling around the topic so much that at the end she’s used so many words, quoted way too many books and articles she read to prepare herself, that Robin is completely lost and gets a minor headache.
I want Steve getting frustrated, questioning his usual flirting tactics (“maybe it’s different with guys?” He wonders) but ultimately deciding to go bigger and bolder to get any reaction out of Eddie.
I want Robin to panic after Nancy realizes that the only fast way to make her rambling understandable is to kiss her.
«wait stop!! We can’t do this! You’re my best friends girlfriend, oh my God I can’t believe I kissed Steve’s girlfriend, he will never speak to me again - but I have to tell him we got no secrets between us-»
«?? I’m not Steve’s girlfriend, I was hoping to become yours»
«Oh fuck, you can’t say that - I can’t look at your Bambi eyes right know or I might give in - he clearly likes you, you’re always whispering to each other, acting all sneaky around us…»
«He doesn’t like me, he likes Eddie! That’s why we whisper, we’ve been talking about you and Eddie with each other»
«…oh»
«yeah»
«So… about that girlfriend talk you were doing earlier…»
And finally, I want Eddie to explode after countless instances in which he had to pretend to not be affected by Steve’s torturous actions.
«Listen Harrington, I don’t understand if you’re doing this without noticing or if you think it’s a funny way to mess with the gay freak - in which case, fuck you - but you seriously need to back off»
«messing with you?? I’ve been trying to flirt with you for weeks and I got nothing!! You know how exhausting that is? And I know I’m good at this so I don’t get why it took you this long to notice»
«Oh I’m sorry, poor King Steve, not getting every human on earth at his feet! And I did notice, but I’ve been trying to ignore it for the sake of you’re relationship with Wheeler!!»
«There’s no relationship with Nancy, are you stupid? I’m trying to have a relationship with you!»
«How was I supposed to know??»
«the fLIRTING?»
«YOU FLIRT WITH EVERY ONE»
«I DO NOT! JUST BECAUSE I’M BISEXUAL DOESNT MEAN THAT I HIT ON EVERY HUMAN BEING»
«SO YOU DO LIKE ME?»
«FINALLY YOU GOT IT, MORON»
«DON’T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT! And now kiss me»
«…I will but not because you told me to»
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adelicioustragedy · 1 year
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Steve: No matter what crazy things he says or does, i still like him.
Eddie, mouth full of ham sandwich, leaning in to hug: Come here man!
Steve: God help me i still like him.
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allthingssteddie · 8 months
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Steve’s first love is getting married and he’s invited to the wedding.
Also Eddie who gets an invitation from his ex boyfriend who he’s still very much in love with is getting married. And he has one thing on his mind to ruin the wedding .
They both decide to team up.
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st4tve-harrington · 1 year
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nobody:
literally not a single soul:
Stevie babygirl Harrington when they see a nerdy brunette with big eyes and insanely curly thick hair: AWOOGA AWOOOGA BARK BARK MEEEOW GODDAMN *incoherent queer noises* BRAIN NO WORKY
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theaceofarrows · 2 years
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appledaggerst · 2 years
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Ghost!au is my drug.
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On a very real note, someone wrote one chapter of this fic, it had ghost Eddie drawing little pictures in Dustin's notebook and Steve is the only one who can see him. The author deleted it and I need someone to help me find them so I can beg them to repost it. Pretty sure the author was like brigreenie or something like that? 🥺
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