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wynnyfryd · 5 months

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Trailer park Steve AU part 35

part 1 | part 34 | ao3

cw: Fred slander apologies to any Freds

“Okayyy,” Robin says with a shaky laugh as she points at everyone in the booth, going around the circle and introducing them in a single breath. “Amy-Tim-Vickie-Beth-Grant-Jordan-Fred, aaand Nancy. You, um, you already know— Nancy... r-right,” she stammers at Steve’s pointed glare, “so, um. Anyway!”

She grabs him by the shoulders; shoves him front and center like he’s a really cool new toy she brought to class for show-and-tell. “Everyone, this is Steve! Steve, this is—”

“You don’t have to say it again.”

“Oh, thank god.” She slides into the booth with a relieved huff, and Steve scoots in after her.

Despite the awkward tension and that bonkers introduction, everyone at the table does their best to act cool, to say hello and make him feel welcome while they wait for the band to start. Grant slides him the basket of fries, and Jordan compliments his watch, and Vickie asks if he’s coming to the last football game of the season, voice high and shy as she rambles about how ‘Robin’s solo in the halftime show is sooo good, you really should come see it!’ and wow.

Is Robin vain or something? She’s got a crush on a clone of herself.

Steve munches on fries and keeps an eye on the stage, hoping to catch Eddie before the show starts, and the whole thing’s… not so bad, actually. Kind of decent. Almost nice, until Fred fucking Benson ruins it. Steve’s saying something about the basketball team’s chances this season when the little asshole rolls his eyes and leans in to stage-whisper to Nancy loud enough for the whole table to hear, “The Hair? Seriously? What’s he even doing here?”

...Yeah, fuck this. “He’s getting a drink,” Steve says and storms off to the bar.

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He’s not getting that drink.

Turns out a tenner isn’t a big enough bribe to get a bartender to break the law, so Steve nurses a diet Coke that he pretends is a lager and refuses to even look in the direction of the booth. Fucking Fred. What an asshole.

And what a stupid name, too, like— who looks at a baby and thinks, yep, looks like a Fred to me? Ugh.

Robin, bless her, has the good sense to leave him alone for a couple minute until he cools off, but then the music starts and she comes over to shout ‘stop moping and dance with me!’ and that’s the end of that.

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The band is fucking awesome.

Steve doesn't know what he expected, but it wasn't this: high energy, tight rhythms, a driving beat that makes him want to dance. The bass reverberates through the floor, up his shins and through his chest, and for a second it almost feels like he has his hearing back, like his whole body is a wall of noise, filled with the wail of Eddie’s guitar, the scratchy rasp of his singing voice, and Eddie's…

Eddie’s amazing. Lightning in a bottle as he bounces around the stage, hips moving to the rhythm, fingers blurring over the frets. He looks so fucking hot. Denim vest, silver rings, jeans showing a delicious amount of skin — skin Steve has put his mouth on; tattoos he’s tasted with his tongue.

God, he can’t wait to kiss him. Is probably going to combust if it doesn’t happen tonight. Or like, come in his jeans, more realistically.

They dance and jump and shout along to the covers they recognize, and when Eddie dips backstage to let the band do an instrumental thing, Steve shakes the sweat out of his eyes and heads to the bar for a water.

—

"Mind if I join you?" Nancy asks.

Steve sighs. This is what he gets for wandering off alone. Robin's still by the stage, twirling Vickie around swing-style to a frantic, jazzy drum solo in a move that's actually pretty impressive even if it makes no sense with the music, and Steve resigns himself to his fate and nods at the empty stool beside him.

They sip their drinks in silence — awkward and charged, old hurts hanging between them like static waiting to strike. "Sorry about Fred," she says eventually. "And- and for me, too, I guess."

Steve huffs a laugh. Appreciates the sentiment, even if it doesn't change anything. "It's fine."

She glances over at him, that journalistic focus etched into her face. “How are you?” she asks softly.

Another laugh under his breath. He thinks about answering her honestly, just to entertain himself. Pictures the way her face would fall as he went on and on: "Oh, you know. My mom left me to go ‘rest' in Evanston, like I don’t know that means she went to rehab without saying a goddamn word, and when I called my aunt to yell at her about it, she said some ice cold shit about how I should be happy my mom left me, because now I can keep the money from the lot fees all to myself, and I said ‘what lot fees?’ and it turns out mom had been hiding, like, a lot of money from me while I stressed out about our budget for months. Oh! And also my dad’s dead, but you knew that already. And also I want to hump my neighbor against a brick wall so bad my dick is turning purple. How are you?"

"...Steve?" she tries after a moment.

“I’m good,” he settles on. Gives the bullshit answer because that's all they've ever been to each other, isn't it? Bullshit. "Yeah, I'm good," he tells her, "and you?"

"I'm fine." Her smile is tight, bags under her tired eyes, and then she sighs out long and slow, "Actually, I'm not. Everything's been..."

Steve tries to listen, but he just can't bring himself to care. Doesn't want to hear about whatever drama she's going through with the guy she dumped him for. And then Eddie comes back out on stage, and he's looking out into the crowd, and no fucking way is Steve letting him look over here and think he's cozied up with Nance. No fucking way. Nancy's ruined enough good things for him already.

"Sorry," he cuts her off, not feeling sorry at all as he stands up and walks off without looking back at her.

"Steve?" She calls after him. "Hey- wait!"

Steve makes his way to the front of the crowd.

“Howdy,” Eddie greets the room, stepping up to the mic with a Hollywood-worthy grin. His guitar’s strapped over his back, the neck pointing to the ground, and he looks so good up there. So comfortable and real.

And his outfit's different now. The denim vest is gone, and he's wearing a cut off tank top. The tank top; the one he wore that night, loose around the arms to expose his pretty, painted ribs. Steve looks up at him, transfixed. Like staring straight at the sun.

“How’s everybody doing?”

The group at the stage all whoop and cheer, and Eddie laughs delightedly; thanks them all for coming, thanks the tech and service crews. He introduces the band next, pointing each member out by name and letting them do a little solo, and then he swings his guitar over his shoulder and says, “We got one last song for you tonight!”

More cheering from the crowd. Eddie plants his feet and scans the room, a small, secret smile lighting up his gorgeous face when his eyes land on Steve. Just for a second before he looks away, but that smile stays firm, and Steve knows the next words are meant for him.

“Now, this isn’t our usual style, but uh… a little birdie told me someone here might need to hear this.”

Eddie strums his guitar. The opening notes of Go Your Own Way ring out, sped up and made grittier to fit the band's sound. Steve’s heart is in his throat.

“Good morning, sweetheart," Eddie beams as his bandmates join in, "this one’s for you.”

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part 36

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#trailer park steve au #steddie #steddie fic #steve harrington #eddie munson #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #fred benson #mean girl steve realizing that actually you can just walk the fuck away #my writing #my fic

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hellshee · 2 years

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Hawkins is in danger. You have fought this evil before and you've won. But this evil, it's like a virus. Each time it returns, it comes back stronger, smarter, deadlier. A war is coming to Hawkins. There are good people, brave friends, who have helped you fight your battle in the past. But they alone can't win this war, not without you. I know it's not fair to ask more of you, but I wouldn't be here if I didn't think this was the only way, if I didn't think you were the only one who might have a shot to hit this thing so hard it can't get back up.

#stranger things #strangerthingsedit #stedit #tvedit #cinematv #eddiemunsonedit #steveharringtonedit #janehopperedit #fredbensonedit #elevenedit #eddie munson #steve harrington #jane hopper #fred benson #stranger things spoilers #myedits #flashing gif #1k+

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missretrosthrowbackdiner-archive · 1 year

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"forget the vecna curse, what the hell's going on with the wheeler curse"

(insp by @brionysea)

#mikewheeleredit #mike wheeler #willbyersedit #will byers #gifs #useraurore #byholloway #nancy wheeler #nancywheeleredit #stedit #strangerthingsedit #barbara holland #karen wheeler #fred benson #stranger things

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autistic-mike-wheeler · 2 years

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he hates to see a bisexual winning

#there’s definitely a pattern here #vecna biphobic arc 2022 #chrissy cunningham #i don’t necessarily ship her with anyone but goddamn was she bisexual #fred benson #same with him #max mayfield #lucas sinclair #lumax #theyre in this together bc they’re both bi i know that #mike wheeler #byler #mike wheeler i know what you are #(vecnas next victim)

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uselessnbee · 1 year

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i am so queer i was very much aware of all the flirting and everything that was going on between Mike and Will but did not notice at all that Fred was interested in Nancy until i saw people mentioning it on here a few weeks ago ...

#i still do not see it but i'll trust yall #yall smarter than me #byler #mike wheeler #will byers #fred benson #nancy wheeler

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plxnovak · 2 years

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thatgirlwithasquid · 11 months

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y’know what? im actually curious about this

#stranger things #patrick mckinney #carol perkins #tommy hagan #vickie stranger things #heather holloway #barbara holland #gareth stranger things #fred benson #eden bingham #these were the ones i thought of off the top of my head #polls

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katlandry · 1 year

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I want you guys to know that I didn’t know that Fred says “Nancy! Nancy, please!” before he dies and finding this out has ruined my week… if one more person dies screaming for her to help them I swear 😭

BUT when this happens in S5 and it’s Robin shouting Nancy to help her & Nancy’s actually able to help and save her… full circle moment from Barb dying - I NEED IT

#nancy wheeler #stranger things #stranger things 4 #natalia dyer #ronance #nancy stranger things #robin buckley #st4 #robin stranger things #maya hawke #fred benson #barbara holland

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bylersq · 2 years

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Why is no one talking about Fred, he deserved more attention than Eddie

#stranger things #fred benson #stranger things season 4 #give him the attention he deserves

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will80sbyers · 5 months

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Vecna's four victims

#stranger things #tw body horror #tw horror #max mayfield #patrick mckinney #chrissy cunningham #fred benson #vecna #stedit #will80sbyersgifs #strangerthingsedit

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dwobbitfromtheshire · 2 months

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And this applies for the older members of the Party. . . This was supposed to be a Steddie post, but it ran away from me:

Lmao, it's going by Horror movie virginity rules, but queer edition. The reason that Steve survived is because he hasn't lost his GUY virginity yet, but he has done stuff with guys, so he gets beaten up quite a lot. The same goes for Eddie, but apparently, he went a little further. He's not dead, though, because he still has to lose his guy virginity with Steve. Well, if that applies, then. . .Barb?? Oh my God, Bob??? (Actually, not surprised.) Jesus, Hop, what did you do with a guy? I mean, clearly, you're not dead, so. . . but you did do stuff. Chrissy?! What happens at cheer camp, stays at cheer camp, I guess. Fred and Patrick. . . Jason. . .hmm. Billy, not too surprised. (Still hate him.) Benny, almost immediately. You're welcome to add on if I missed anyone. Oh! Heather! I bet it was with Chrissy.

#stranger things #eddie munson #stranger things s4 #joseph quinn #steve harrington #eddie stranger things #eddie munson lives #steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #barb holland #bob newby #jim hopper #fred benson #patrick mckinney #chrissy cunningham #heather holloway #benny hammond #rueleigh's thoughts

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endlessdreamerxoxo · 17 days

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Sometimes, I think of an au in which Henry regrets killing a bunch of hormonal teenagers with an array of drama and personal problems. Think of Billy driving donuts in the upside-down. The Hellcheer love triangle with Jason continuing. Heather and Max insulted Vecna at every given moment. Eddie is playing his music at night when Henry is asleep. Fred and Barb, and Partrick are planning an escape from the upside-down.

Vecna tries to get Bob's help with these kids who are not scared of him anymore. But Bob is more concerned about the kids.

The only one who is actually scared of Henry is Jason

#eddie munson #hellcheer #anti jason carver #patrick mckinney #max mayfield #chrissy cunningham #fred benson #barb holland #heather holloway #billy hargrove #bob stranger things #vecna #henry creel

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augustjustice · 8 months

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Desperately need fic about the Fruity Four, Upside Down edition: aka Barb Holland, Chrissy Cunningham, Fred Benson, and Patrick McKinney.

#stranger things #barbara holland #chrissy cunningham #fred benson #patrick mckinney #barb × chrissy #fred x patrick #let them form the undead breakfast club and claw their way out of (hell) the Upside Down together

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wakeupthemembersofbylernation · 9 months

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Keep in mind the Butterfly Effect and all the potential positive and negative effects of your selection (both obvious and less obvious)