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tennant-the-tigger · 1 year
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Punk Steve vs Eddie
Did I ever post my version of punk Steve on Tumblr? Eh well, here you go, you're welcome. Tat explanation below
Went with a lighter-looking punk? Soft Punk? Steve is a watercolor tattoo kinda guy.
Roses symbolise him being a lover boy.
Pink/blue octopus for being the protective mother of 7, looking after them and himself
Demogorgon tat cos it looks cool in this AU.
My Stranger Things Art | Steddie Fanart
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dwobbitfromtheshire · 10 months
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I honestly still can't get over this. It's the best thing they ever did. ❤️‍🔥
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strangercoco · 2 years
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...someone had to do it, ok?
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lunaraindrop · 10 months
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I love prompt things!
How about the word...twirl? :)
Oooo! A good one! Here you go! A bit of Wayne Munson/Claudia Henderson thrown in there too!
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In the short six months after the "earthquake" that rocked Hawkins to its core, many strange things had happened. Some bad things, yes. But some good too.
In all of the chaos with Eddie and Max in the hospital, Wayne Munson and Claudia Henderson met. To say that the two adults got along was... a huge understatement!
At first glance, Steve didn't really see much of a resemblance between nephew and uncle. Besides the obvious, Hair vs. no Hair, Wayne was shorter than his nephew. He also lacked the rich, warm brown eyes that Steve was starting to become addicted to. Wayne's were what Steve thought at a cool blue. His hands were stubby and naked, where Eddie's fingers were all long, wiggly tendons and metal rings.
All of those thoughts went out the fucking window the minute Steve witnessed Wayne meeting Claudia.
The woman went into that hospital with a mission. After hearing Dustin talk about how Wayne had barely left Eddie's side in days, Claudia Henderson bustled into the room like only a mother of Dustin Henderson could, handed a bemused Wayne a cup of coffee and a club sandwich in Reynolds Wrap, and tutted at him that he would be no help to Eddie if he didn't take care of himself. (Steve...may have got a similar speech...)
Instead of the man being offended...well, you would think Claudia handed Wayne the moon.
Once Wayne, and subsequently Eddie's jaws were picked up off the floor, Wayne opened up.
While it was quieter, more subtle, Wayne Munson flirting greatly resembled the cow-eyed, cute quipped, touchy-feely dance Eddie did around Steve. (Steve, very observant thank-you-very-much, noticed this. Feeling the flutter of something warm and cautiously hopeful, Steve asked Robin later, "Hey, do you think Eddie's been flirting with me?" Robin sputtered and fell out of her chair)
After just talking to the woman for a second time, a besotted Wayne swore to his nephew in his hospital bed, "I'm gonna marry that woman."
Well, that was only going to happen *after* Steve hints that Claudia has to ask the man out first. Apparently, Munson men fall in love hard, fall fast, and stay in love like a possessive, deranged swan. They just...have an awkward time going from love declarations to actually asking someone out.
This was confirmed by Eddie. They were once again in his hospital room. Eddie was getting close to being released, but still had to stay until his wounds healed over a little better. Steve, hating the idea of Eddie being alone while Wayne had to go to work, would hang out with him in between work shifts and volunteering at the school. This meant he was often sleeping over on the pullout cot. It was one of those mornings when he slept over in the hospital that it came up. Since it seemed like Steve and Wayne were trading Eddie shifts, Claudia was bringing them both clean clothes and something to eat. He and Eddie witnessed the exchange, where hands lingered just a bit longer than necessary on the work clothes she so nicely washed. Instead of Wayne yaki g his chances, he called her "Dollface" and "Sweetheart" before rushing to get ready to leave. Steve saw the glimmer of confused disappointment in her eyes.
Steve fully understood that feeling.
Later, Steve found himself questioning Eddie on why Wayne was like that. How the time before he gave Claudia his jacket in the chilly hospital, only to make an excuse to zip out that Eddie needed more Jello.
Eddie hates Jello. Calls it a "Gelatinous Cube" and hisses at it anytime some comes near. Steve finds it endearing funny.
"So, your uncle goes on and on about liking Dustin's mom, but flakes out when he has a chance to ask her out. What gives, man?"
Averting his eyes, Eddie shrugged from eating his chocolate pudding (that Steve smuggled in for him). "What can I say? Munson men feel deeply, but are chicken shit about rejection. We just bat our eyes and stare, hoping the one we love gets a hint and proposes first."
"You mean asks out first."
"I know what I said, Big Boy."
Steve knew he needed to leave and take Dustin (who was with Max in the other room Steve frequented) home to his mom. He *also* knew he had to have a little chat with said mom.
But Eddie had him thinking.
After their goodbyes, as Steve stood at the threshold of the door, he mustered up the courage to turn around.
"You know, Eddie. You bat your eyes at me. Like, all the time."
Eddie dropped his spoon, beautiful cow-eyes wide. "Uh..."
Steve crosses his arms, and leaned a little cockily against the door frame. "And you stare."
Eddie pulled a piece of hair in front of his face, voice going up a higher octave. "Would we reeeeally call it staring? I thought of it more practicing telepathy."
Feeling giddy and so, so in love, Steve sauntered back in.
"You're not a mind reader, and I'm not El. If you want me to ask you out, you gotta give me a better signal."
Eddie went from looking panicked to impishly intrigued. "You'd be up for that? What kind of signals are we talking about? And what outcome should I expect? You know, hypothetically."
Steve shrugged, trying for casually cool and not like his heart was going to jump out of his chest and tackle Eddie back into the bed. "I dunno, like twirl your hair? Bite you lip? Or, I don't know, say 'Hey Steve, I would really like to get to go on our first date soon' to name a few!"
Eddie's brow furrowed. "And would there be a date?"
Steve walked back in and sat on the edge of Eddie's bed, softly petting at Eddie's calf. "Oh, there would be LOTS of dates. That one would just be the one to get the ball rolling. Throw me a bone here. Hypothetically, of course. "
Tilting his head, Eddie eyed Steve and twirled a piece of his hair.
Steve held in a gasp.
"I see what you're getting at, Stevie-Boy."
Looking away, Eddie bit his lip.
"But I'm stuck in this here hospital bed. If I said, 'Date me now, you beautiful bastard!', where wouldwe go? The cafeteria?"
Steve propped himself above Eddie, hand braced against the wall behind Eddie's head.
"Hypothetically?"
"Of course."
Steve reached over to twirl a curl of Eddie’s hair. He learned closer, almost nose to nose.
"Hypothetically speaking, we could be dating for months before we even go on a single date. Busy lives, you know."
Eddie, trying and failing to look serious, canted his nose to rub against Steve's.
"That sounds an awful like proposing to be boyfriends, Sweetheart."
Switching from looking into his eyes to his lips, Steve breeched the hairsbreadth of space, kissing the supple lips he had been dreaming about, before giving Eddie's bottom lip a little nibble.
"Ha. I guess you have it right. What do you say? Want to give it a go?"
Eddie threaded his fingers into Steve hair.
"Boyfriends?"
"Yes."
"Hypothetically?"
"Hell no."
"Good."
Dustin found them ten minutes later, making out on Eddie's hospital bed.
The little shit wasn't even mad or traumatized.
He just demanded that Steve figure out how to get his mom and Wayne to figure their shit out.
Turns out all Claudia had to do was the hair twirl before Wayne caved.
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noahzanehethey · 2 years
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Eddie is 100% the kind of dad(to Dustin) to say "let's rock and roll" as they're leaving
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wolfstardaughter-jj · 2 years
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Hi JJ!! Congrats again on your 400+ followers 🥳 Is it too late for asks? Can you do the following with Steddie? I’ll throw in a cupcake if you add Dustin as their adopted child (I love that little family). Here’s a cupcake in advance 🧁 Thanks!!! 🖤💗🖤
Please don't be in love with someone else💐 - Give me a ship and I'll write a lil' dialogue between them, maybe give me a quote to add in if you want
Thank you again lovely<333
Steve: Hey Dipshit, how many times do I have to remind you to not forget your lunch. *Hands over a paper bag to Dustin*
Eddie: *comes from behind and places his chin on Steve's shoulder*
Eddie: Yeah, Henderson, Lunch is the most important meal of the day.
Dustin: I thought that was breakfast?
Eddie:...Doesn't matter, just bring your lunch, dipshit.
Dustin: That sounds so weird coming from you.
Steve, holds Eddie's hand: Leave the "dipshit" nickname to me, Eds. *Kisses his cheek*
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I encourage everyone to have at least one family vacation/road trip HC, it does not matter if you have a ship that it fits or how realistic it is. Fluffy StrangerFam scenarios are good for the soul and for one's mental health. For instance:
Steddie would fight heatedly over who should have to sleep on the pull-out couch in a shared hotel room.
Eddie: You take it.
Steve: Absolutely not.
Eddie: Seriously? We've been stuck in the car all day, are you really going to be difficult right now?
Steve: I'm being perfectly reasonable.
Eddie: you paid for the room!
Steve: yeah and you drove us here
Eddie: Jesus H Christ Steve just take the damn bed!
Steve: I will not.
Eddie: well I'm not taking it.
Steve: then I guess we'll both just have to sleep on the pull out then!
Eddie: fine.
Steve: fine!
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Dustin comes in from the adjoining room in the middle of the night because Max kicked him out of their bed so she could share with El and Lucas after Mike got up and quietly offered El to trade his spot next to Max for her spot next to Will.
Dustin came in expecting to ask if he could bunk with Steve cause he was not about to get in next to Mike and Will and Erica scares him a little.
What he finds is two grown men crowded onto a pull-out couch tangled together with Steve's face buried in Eddie's hair.
Dustin checks the queen-sized bed in the next room and finds nothing wrong with it. A part of him wants to wake them up and ask 'what the fuck?', but they look content to lie there so Dustin decides he'll ask in the morning and goes to sleep with the queen-sized bed all to himself.
He's woken the next morning by a string of curses aimed at him by Eddie followed by a shouted 'He's in here!' And a relieved, if disheveled, Steve who goes on to reprimand him for not waking them when he moved rooms. Apparently he and Eddie were woken by a gaggle of teenagers sheepishly asking if they knew where he was because they didn't.
And because Dustin is no snitch he lies and says he had a nightmare and wanted to be close to his pseudo-dads. Steve buys it and gives him a hug, Eddie seems to maintain a note of skepticism but says nothing.
A shared look had over Steve's shoulder tells him that asking questions right now would mean mutually assured destruction.
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No one talks about it but Steve and Eddie continue to sleep on the pull-out and Dustin continues to stay in their room.
On the 3rd night, Dustin actually does have a nightmare and wakes Steve by accident when he elbows him in the ribs while he's climbing into bed between him and Eddie.
He whispers 'sorry' and tries to settle in without further incident. A very tired Steve just reaches over him and wacks Eddie awake.
Steve: Comfort your son, he's distressed.
Eddie *rubbing his eyes*: I keep a knife within reaching distance.
Steve: I said comfort him!
Eddie: that is comforting!
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a-sleeping-gay · 2 years
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I think people should involve Dustin more in their steddie fanfics. Seriously, I crave a matchmaker Dustin or at least I'd like to see his reaction to the relationship.
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vestboyfriends · 2 years
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steve assuring dustin and eddie to be safe and not be heroes.. my fucking heart cant take it
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tennant-the-tigger · 1 year
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Steddie: Onions
Uh-oh… Welcome to Steve’s Kitchen! Make a mistake and you’re on the bench forever, ask Robin.
My Stranger Things Art | Steddie Fanart
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kennahjune · 4 months
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Teen Dad
Quite surprised there’s not a lot of these AUs considering how much Steve apparently sleeps around but anywho.
Teen Dad Steve who finds out one of the girls he’d slept with pre-Nancy is pregnant and he damn well intends on helping out however he can.
Turns out; helping means taking his son (his SON) and having full custody because the mom, no matter how much she wants to be involved, can’t take care of him.
Steve’s alright for the first 6 months of little Louie Harrington’s life.
But then his parents come home and shit hits the fan.
Which— fair enough. He was only 17 and already had a whole ass son, they were gonna freak out.
But kicking him AND aforementioned son out? With no where to go? No money? Barely a job?
That’s just fucked up.
But Steve makes do, and lives out of his car for no more than a month before finally landing his hands on a cheap trailer in Forest Hills.
He and Louie move in and sure, it’s rough. But he’s got a nice paying job at the Diner and yeah maybe he has to skip some classes to get extra money but it’s fine. It pays his bills and rent and that’s all that really matters.
It’s fine.
And then the second wave of Upside Down fuckery hits, and Steve’s suddenly in the hospital with a grade 4 concussion (whatever that means) and his top priority is to make sure someone is with Louie.
Enter Claudia Henderson, Dustin’s mom.
She takes care of Louie for as long as Steve is in the hospital and then some when Steve can’t be left unsupervised in case his head worsens.
And that’s how the Party is introduced to little Louie (as they all call him).
Steve’s stunned to find out that Mike and Lucas are so good with little kids, but the two of them love stopping by the Henderson’s (and later on the trailer) to see little Louie and offer to babysit for him whenever.
The other kids take a little bit of time to warm up to Louie (and the fact that Steve’s actually a parent) but when they do Steve never ceases to have at least one of them over.
And with all the racket brings in the attention of nosy neighbors.
Steve is well accustomed to nosy neighbors. Mr. and Mrs. Lincoln next door to his parents were always looking to snitch on him for something or other.
But Miss Bottomette and her grandchildren Noah and Casey were sweethearts. Steve didn’t mind having them over for dinner or going over there. Miss Bottomette was the one to teach him how to actually put his cooking skills to work.
Linda and Tom, a newly married couple down the road, were quite eccentric but that’s what made them charming. Steve found their dog, Dasher, quite the sweetheart.
And even Mr. Knowles, the grouchy old man next door to Miss Bottomette, seemed to take a liking to Steve and Louie.
It wasn’t long before the story behind the new boy in 2718 New Bird Ave was revealed: Teen Dad Kicked Out.
Then the whole town knew. And while most people were nice about it, even supportive of how he had taken a step into his child’s life, there were always those people who sneered.
Steve ignored them, loving the life he was working on making for himself and Louie in the trailer park.
The only neighbors he never seemed to meet, despite the looming presence, were the Munsons, right across the street.
Steve knew about the Munsons. Well— he knew about Eddie Munson; drug dealer who was on his second run of senior year. Steve actually shared a few classes with him.
He’d yet to meet the mysterious Wayne Munson, but that was to be expected with work schedules.
And then Steve was graduating, and his parents didn’t show up.
But that was totally fine. Cause the kids, Claudia, Joyce— even Hopper with El— were there. They held up little baby Louie while Steve walked the stage.
He’d heard rumors of Eddie Munson having to retake senior year for a third time— but he didn’t dwell on it for too long. Because sure, he missed more than his fair share of classes and scraped by with a C+ average.
But he did it.
And then summer hit, Dustin left for camp, and the mall opened up.
Steve picked up a job at Scoops Ahoy, cutting back on his hours at the Diner but still staying there because the money was needed and the tips were lovely.
And he meets Robin Buckley, and actually talks to Eddie Munson every once in a while when he stops in with his band, and lets the kids sneak into the movies because he’ll be damned if he robs them of a normal summer.
And then Dustin comes back and their reunion is short-lived because Russians are hellbent on torching non-existent information out of Steve and he’s busy getting his third concussion and then there’s a fucking flesh monster and Billy and Hopper for protecting them and—
It’s not a good night.
But then he’s rushed to the hospital and he tries to call Miss Bottomette only for the call to refuse to go through and shitfuckgoddammit.
Because what about Louie?
Miss Bottomette said she’d be alright watching Louie until Steve got home, but Steve wasn’t able to go home until someone was able to make time to take him home.
Usually, he’d lean on Hopper for this stuff, since his parents were out of the question. But—
But Hoppers dead.
So he’s stuck at the hospital for another day or two until finally, Claudia comes to pick him up.
He’s with Dustin in the backseat of the car, anxiously bouncing his leg and biting at his fingers and nails until Dustin gives in and just holds his hand. Robin’s there to, having been able to leave after the first night but coming with Claudia to pick him up. Steve’s relieved to have them both close by, even if his hands reach for Erica subconsciously.
His trailer’s empty when he gets home, and Miss Bottomette isn’t answering the door.
Steve’s on the brink of a full blown breakdown before Mr. Knowles— bless his heart— points them across the street.
The Munsons apparently have his son and have for a bit now since Miss Bottomette had a minor seizure and couldn’t be left alone with Louie. Mr. Knowles assured Steve that she and the kids were fine and staying with him for the moment.
Steve wasted no time afterwards sprinting to the Munsons and knocking on the door. Dustin and Robin are close behind him, Claudia waiting patiently in the driveway.
The door is answered by a gruff looking old man that’s taller than Dustin but slightly shorter than both Robin and Steve.
“You Harrington?”
Steve nods so fast he faintly wonders if that’s how bobble heads feels.
They’re let in in no time and the old man— the infamous Wayne Munson— calls out of Eddie.
Eddie Munson emerges a moment later with little Louie in his arms, bouncing softly on his feet to keep the baby calm.
Steve is in front of him in a second, scooping Louie gently out of his arms and into his own.
He doesn’t realize he’s crying until Dustin’s rubbing his arms and Robin his back. Claudia is talking to Wayne, explaining what had happened (or the cover story version at least) and Eddie is hanging back a few feet from the three of them.
Robin takes little Louie in her arms and shoos Steve to the couch to calm down.
“Let him meet his auntie, Steve. You take a minute to breathe now, yeah?”
Steve was led to the couch with a soft hand on his shoulder from Eddie Munson, and they sat side by side while Steve worked on easing his breathing and to stop fucking crying.
Eddie’s shushing him and after a moment (and a clearly pointed cleared throat from Robin) Eddie wraps his arms around Steve’s shaking figure.
They leave the Munsons’ trailer is promises of new babysitters and a new friendship.
And then the fuckery that’s 1986 happens.
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lunaraindrop · 10 months
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steddie prompt: hamburger helper.
that little glove is fucking adorable; i want a plushie of it (up to you if you use this in the prompt).
Ask and you shall receive, Willow dear! 😊
There is some added Claudia/Wayne, but this is Steve and Eddie’s story 💜
*EDIT* This will be longer than two parts!
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Hamburger Helper Pt. 1
It was on a random Wednesday afternoon when Dustin Henderson changed the course of Eddie’s life forever.
Mrs. H, the delightful woman she was, convinced Eddie and his uncle Wayne to come over and help Dustin clean out the garage and then have dinner.
She had invited Steve to come as well, but he sadly stated that he had to work. How Family Video was still open was beyond Eddie, but he and Robin were busier than ever.
Somehow, it turned into Claudia Henderson inviting Wayne in for lemonade (from a mix) and powdered donuts (homemade), and giving he and Dustin chocolate chip cookies (homemade) and raspberry kool-aid (from a mix).
Wayne has a weakness for powdered donuts. Ironically, he also has a weakness for Claudia Henderson.
Eddie, who loved spending time with Dustin, was up for helping the halfling declutter his smial. (He was also eager to get his uncle back into dating. At least one of them could maybe have their crush.)
It was hour three into putting things into "keep" or "donate" piles, when Dustin spoke up.
"You know, Eddie. You're one of my best friends, right?"
Eddie smiled and noogied the top of his head. "Aww, Dusty! Right back at you."
Dustin cleared his throat. That made Eddie pause his steps. It sounded like that was actually an opener for something serious. Eddie turned his undivided attention to the kid.
"You're one of my best friends, Eddie. I love you. You're practically family to me. So, you could tell me anything. Anything at all."
He looked imploringly into Eddie's eyes. "I'm safe to talk to. You can trust me. Okay?"
Eddie...was really getting freaked out.
"I love and trust you, Henderson. But, uh, what exactly is it that you want me to tell you?"
Dustin sighed.
"You don't trust me."
Eddie, bewildered, blinked and waved his arms.
"I just said I did! But what the fuck, man? What do you think I'm not telling you?"
Dustin pursed his lips, and nodded to himself.
"Look, I'm just going to come out and say something. On the off chance I'm wrong, which hardly ever happens by the way, just tell me I am and we'll forget I even said anything, okay?"
Eddie nodded, even more bewildered than before. "Ok...ay....Cool. Speak now, oh wise one."
Dustin opened his mouth, closed it, pursed his lips, and opened his mouth again.
"You're in love with Steve."
It felt like Dustin had just dumped a bucket of ice water onto Eddie's head. Eddie stumbled backwards and landed in one of the clothing boxes. There was a loud thud.
"Eddie!"
Dustin ran over to help him out.
"You boys alright out there?"
"We're fine, Ma!"
"J-just horsing around, Mrs. H!"
That seem to placate her.
Eddie shot up from the box, and quickly turned to Dustin.
"What do you know? *How* do you know? Jesus Christ, does *he* know?!"
Dustin reached out and soothed the older guy. "Easy, Eddie. I'm sorry! Maybe I shouldn't have been so blunt."
Eddie waved him off. "You think?!" He paced across the concrete forca second, before turning back.
"Henderson, you have ten seconds to explain why you think I should be telling you anyrhing about that, or I'm going to make your character's life a living hell next champaign."
So, Dustin did. As quickly as he could, he told Eddie in bullet points the evidence that Eddie didn’t just think of Steve as a good friend.
The kid was thorough. Very observant. Didn't miss a beat.
Damn him, he knew Eddie's secret.
"Who else knows?"
Dustin actually looked hurt. "No one, Eddie! I swear! I mean, Max kind of suspects something, but that's kinda different..."
"So Max *kinda* thinks I'm in love with Steve?!"
"Umm...kind of the other way around? And that Steve is going to be a sad, pining loser forever because you're not into him?"
What?
Eddie flailed. "What?! That's crazy talk!"
"That's what I said!"
"Steve isn't into me at all! He's not even into men!"
"That...not my place to say."
Eddie sharply side-eyed him. Dustin looked nervous.
"You know something, don't you, idjit!"
Dustin crossed his arms.
"I only know something if Steve isn't going to get hurt."
Holy shit.
"Hooooly shit."
"So, do you?"
Eddie spoke faintly. "Do I what?"
"Love Steve."
"Oh. That."
Now Dustin was flailing. "AND?"
"Oh I love him. I love him with the flame of a thousand burning suns. I even learned how to play Springsteen on acoustic for him."
Dustin's eyes widened. "Springsteen?!"
Eddie nodded, defeated. "I know."
"Oh my God! You really love him!"
"So, so much."
They were quiet for a moment, before Eddie spoke up again. "So, that thing Red thinks. Do *you* think Steve is a pining loser over me?"
"Hamburger Helper."
That answer confused Eddie.
"What?"
"Hamburger Helper. It's Steve's favorite meal. Especially the Cheeseburger Mac kind."
The wheels started turning in Eddie's head.
"So, if I made him that-"
"He would be putty in your hands, yes."
Eddie gave Dustin an impish grin. "I do make a mean Hamburger Helper."
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noahzanehethey · 2 years
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Dustin ran up to hug Steve, who was standing not too far from the stage, almost tripping on his blue gown. "Sorry your mom couldn't be here," Steve said, "It's alright" Suddenly, an idea popped into Steve's head. "You wanna do it?" it took Dustin a few seconds to understand before his face lit up. "Yeah" and with that, Steve and Dustin flipped off principal Higgins and ran out the door, laughing as they got into Steve's car and drove away.
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keynb · 7 months
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ST kids babysitting Steve and Eddie's baby🍼
Aka Steve's revenge lol
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