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artiststarme · 1 year

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Hey Brother

Now with a Part 2!

Thank you to @nburkhardt, @doubleb11, and @straight4joekeery for the help brainstorming! I hope you guys like it and please leave your thoughts in the comments!

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It was a quiet night at the trailer park and Steve was looking forward to spending a peaceful night with his boyfriend. Things had been hectic lately between work, the kids, and fielding phone calls from his parents so Steve desperately needed a night to just relax. He hadn’t been able to spend time with Eddie since the week prior during their weekly Buckley-Harrington-Munson movie night and if he didn’t get cuddles stat, he was going to go into withdrawal.

Unfortunately, Eddie did not share the same plans and instead was trying to coerce Steve once again into joining a DnD campaign with him and the kids.

“Come on, babe! The first day of the new campaign is tomorrow and the kids would love it if you joined. We can come up with a character sheet tonight, we still have time! And I will help you the entire time, it’ll be fun!” Eddie begged him.

Steve shook his head, “look Eds, I really don’t want to play. I’m more than happy just watching you guys have fun. Besides, you know how bad I am at math. I’d be really bad at it.”

“I’ll do the math for you! Come on, your jock prowess will really help you and you’re great at strategizing. What if I postponed the campaign for tomorrow and came up with a one shot instead? Then you would get your feet wet and it wouldn’t be too much pressure,” he jut his lip out in a pout and widened his eyes. It kinda made him look like a dejected rat but in a cute way.

Still, Steve shook his head. “No, I really don’t want to. Can you please drop this? I just want to watch a movie or something and relax. I don’t want to keep talking about your nerd game.”

All playful pretenses dropped and Eddie’s eyes narrowed. “Is that what this is about? The perfect Steve Harrington can’t play a game for nerds? I thought you were over all that.”

“Eddie, that’s not why. You know I don’t care about that anymore. I like watching you guys play, I just don’t understand it. Maybe some other time,” Steve placated him but it only served to make Eddie more mad.

“That’s bullshit, Steve!” Steve’s blood ran cold at his words. “You don’t think the ‘perfect jock’ can play a nerd game? That’s just complete bullshit.”

Steve just stood up from the couch and collected his keys from the table beside the door. He turned to look at Eddie and spoke softly, “I’m sorry you feel that way. I’m going to go home.”

“Steve-”

“No, no, it’s uh- it’s just bullshit, right? I’ll catch you later.” Then, he went to his car and headed home. So much for a relaxing evening.

How could things have changed so quickly? One second they were enjoying pizza and talking about dumb shit the kids had done in the past week and in the next they were arguing about nerds and jocks, the dumb shit from high school that didn’t mean anything. It’s all such… bullshit. He thought he was over all of that meaningless high school drama yet here he was. He was still messing things up without even trying. He should’ve just sucked it up and agreed to play the dumb game instead of ruining their night. No wonder Eddie was so mad at him.

When Steve got home, it was to a dark and empty house. He was alone once again with his parents on some trip, his boyfriend mad at him, his best friend out of town, and the kids no longer needing a babysitter. He hated this cavernous house, the bareness on the walls, and the emptiness that matched the feelings in his chest. He just wanted to go somewhere else, to be welcomed into another house that wasn’t so devoid of character. He thought that would be Eddie’s trailer but he wasn’t so sure anymore.

He was torn from his thoughts at the ring of the landline. Steve considered not answering it, thinking it may be Eddie trying to apologize or rag on him some more. After his comments of being bullshit, Steve thought he deserved some pettiness. Ultimately though, the Midwestern politeness ingrained in him pushed Steve to answer the call. “Harrington residence, this is Steve. How can I help you?”

“Steve? Oh honey, I’m so sorry to be calling,” a tearful voice murmured.

It took Steve a moment to place the voice but when he did, a strum of anxiety skittered across his chest. “Aunt Becky? What’s going on, are you okay?”

“Sweetheart, it’s your grandmother. She’s in critical condition and the doctors say she could pass at any time now. I already called your parents and they’re on their way. Honey, if you want to see her, you should come now.”

Steve’s heart dropped. His mother’s mother, his grandma, had always been his favorite. She babysat him when he was younger, called him every few weeks to check in, and sent him the most thoughtful presents on his birthday and Christmas. Despite the chaos of his personal life at the moment, he had to go see her. He wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he didn’t get to say goodbye to her after all she’d done for him.

“Um, okay. I’ll head up there now and I can be there in a few hours. Do you-do you need anything?” He asked his aunt.

“No, that’s okay. Drive safe and let your brother know, okay?”

Steve nodded in response before remembering that she couldn’t see him. “I’ll call him. See you soon.”

Steve hung up the phone before immediately picking it back up to call his brother. They weren’t close, especially after the events of Spring Break, but they were still family and he deserved the chance to say goodbye to his grandmother as well. There was no answer on his home phone so Steve dialed 9-1-1.

“Hawkins Sheriff Department, this is Officer Callahan. What’s your emergency?”

“Phil, it's Steve. I know we’re not really talking but Grandma is dying tonight and I’m going to Illinois to say goodbye. Can you please come with me?”

“Wha- Steve? How do you know? What happened?” Phil stammered.

“Aunt Becky called, she says that Grandma is in critical condition and the doctors say that she could die at any time. If we want to see her, we have to go now.” Steve’s voice was panicked as he spoke.

“Um- yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I’ll uh, I just need to write a note and I’ll come pick you up, okay? I’ll be there in ten minutes,” his brother comforted, his voice gentle over the phone.

“Okay, bye.”

Steve rubbed a hand through his hair. Could this night get any worse? Not only was he on Eddie’s shit list, his grandma was dying, and now he had to sit in a car for four hours with his estranged, older step-brother. Lovely that this was how Steve’s life was going, just lovely.

He threw some clothes in a bag along with his hair care products and a toothbrush and then he sat on the trunk of his car in the driveway waiting for Phil. He didn’t know how long he would be gone but he’d rather be prepared. On the fifteenth minute of waiting, Phil’s powder blue Volkswagen Beetle pulled up to the curb and his brother’s head popped out of the open window.

“Let’s go, shitface! We don’t have time to waste!” He called obnoxiously.

Steve grumbled as he got into the car but quieted when Phil handed him a coffee.

“... Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it,” he waved away.

They drove in silence for a few minutes until they passed the Leaving Hawkins sign and Steve spoke up. “I hate the mustache by the way.”

“Why would you say that to me?!”

“It looks like an emaciated squirrel died on your face!” Steve said.

“That’s rich of you to say when you have so much hair it looks like a helmet!” Phil’s voice raised in defense.

“That doesn’t even make sense!” Steve sputtered.

They squabbled the entire four hour drive to Illinois and it brought a feeling of levity to Steve’s chest. Despite the circumstances, he felt better than he had in a while and all it took was minorly bullying his brother to get there.

~*~*~*~

Hopper has never been so confused in his life and that was saying something because he’s gone through some major shit. But getting woken up at the dredges of dawn to a panicked Eddie Munson showing up at his door would do that. Almost at the point of tears, he told him that Steve was missing after a fight they had the night prior and he was worried that something might have happened to him.

Hopper had to deal with Munson knocking on his door before appropriate business hours, the kids panicking because of Steve maybe going missing, and Joyce panicking that something could be going on with the Upside Down. Why else would Steve go missing?

Things only got more complicated and confounding when he arrived at the station to see a poorly written note from Callahan stuck to his desk. It read, ‘me + brother out of town, gma is sick. B back soon. Toodles.’

So now not only is his kid missing, but he’s also down a deputy, and he’s got the Party breathing down his neck annoying him about it.

Hopper took a big swig of his coffee and sighed, this was going to be a long weekend.

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#the Party freaks out and starts looking for him #meanwhile Steve is focusing on his grandma and ignoring his oncoming breakdown #Phil is just trying to be there for his little bro despite their past differences #stranger things #steddie #fanfic #steve harrington #eddie munson #chief hopper #officer callahan #phil callahan #Phil Callahan is Steve's brother

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pizzaqueen · 2 years

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Steve is adamant that there's not a single nerdy bone in his body and, honestly, Eddie hasn't seen any evidence of nerdiness so he buys it. Sure, Steve knows way more basketball and baseball stats than Eddie thinks any reasonable person should, but Eddie's not exactly the best gauge of how much is reasonable to know about games where you put balls in baskets or hit them with sticks. And loads of guys know about that stuff, right?

Anyway, it doesn't matter, Eddie is plenty nerdy for the both of them. But then they go to some convention and Eddie starts telling Steve what he wants to do for the day when Steve just...disappears. He hears Steve's voice yell out something that sounds like "The striped tomato!" and he follows it to find Steve practically drooling over the most ridiculous car Eddie's ever seen. He barely even looks up when Eddie comes over, asking Steve what he's doing, and Steve says, "It's the Gran Torino!" in the dreamiest voice Eddie's ever heard.

"The what what?"

"The Gran Torino! From Starsky and Hutch?"

"..."

"Whatever, it's one of the coolest cars ever. I had this replica of it when I was a kid that came with these little figures but I lost it when we moved and we couldn't find another one like it." And then he gets drawn into a conversation with the person who brought the replica along, rambling excitedly in a way Eddie's never really seen him do before

And that's the day Eddie learns his boyfriend is kind of a nerd, actually.

(He also then spends a while tracking down the same model toy Steve had of it and the way Steve's eyes light up when he gives it to him is the best thing ever)

#steddie #steve x eddie #steveddie #because I think Steve would geek out over cars and sportsball and things like that so he doesn’t think he’s really nerdy lol #steve harrington #also his grandma totally knit him starsky’s cardigan one year haha #clearing out my drafts today sorry!!!#this is probably one of my most niche headcanons 🤣#oh and Steve totallllly had a crush on Starsky but didn’t know it was a crush!#pizzaqueentxt #pizzaqueenfic

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steveshairychest · 1 year

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Steve wears this on the red carpet to some award show with his rockstar boyfriend Eddie and everyone keeps asking who he's wearing and he politely ignores them.

He's not going to tell them it was the only thing he could find that wasn't a boring black suit and that he had found it in his mother's cupboard years ago and taken it with him when he'd moved out. Eddie had completely forgotten they were invited to the event, so they didn't have time to buy anything else.

Robin calls him afterwards and tells him that he looked like a mouldy cheese walking the red carpet.

#HE LOOKS LIKE HES WEARING HIS COOL GRANDMAS CLOTHES #ITS SOO BAD BUT SO GOOD #steddie #stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #st4 vol2 #steveddie

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findafight · 2 years

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Star Trek is never mentioned in Stranger things so headcanon that Steve grew up watching it (he has a youngish great-aunt who took care of him when he was baby Steve), utterly convinced Kirk and Spock are married, also convinced it's old lady tv. She took him to Star Trek: The Motion Picture and like. Fifty percent of the audience was older ladies. She had zines and later gave them to him.

Dustin finds out Steve is what one could consider a Trekkie when Steve offers to take them to see Star Trek IV The Voyage Home in theatres, and he flips because, Steve, you like something nerdy!!

And Steve's like 'no?? I like an old lady tv show? Kirk takes his top off like every episode and it was on during the day for housewives. My auntie was really into it and I watched with her and she gave me her little star trek fanclub newsletters. Basically everyone working on those were women. Idk man, maybe you like something mundane.

He attempts to recruit help but everyone agrees it's very nerdy to have fanzines from the sixties and seventies of star trek and Steve is like whatever I like the romance!! To which everyone is also confused because romance is never really a big part of it?? Kirk is a ladies man, sure, but it's not super romantic? And now it's Steve's turn to be confused because 'Kirk and Spock are Vulcan married!! They got married when Spock had Pon Farr! They do the weird Vulcan hand kissing thing!! Obviously they are soulmates and obviously I would scour the galaxy for you, Robin, but I also very much do not want to make out with you which is what Kirk and Spock do when they touch hands!'

Everyone is like what the fuck are you talking about? Because Steve is a Spirk truther lmao.

#steve Harrington #robin buckley #the party #stranger things #steddie #stranger things headcanon #dustin henderson #finda's rambles #i think this is VERY funny.#when asked why he thinks two men got married in a show from the sixties and hes like 'its the future? there are aliens? why wouldnt they?'#himbo steve #steves like its the sixties equivalent of golden girls ok #not ok steve what rhe fuck youre a nerd. (robin knew all about trekkie steve but did not tell a soul)#star trek #i am putting spirk truther steve out into the universe. okay? ok #his auntie does less than nothing to discourage him from thinking theyre married #steve watched wrath of khan and was like fuckin knew they were married god peak romance death scene. he also cried.#steve is more willingnto admit being a grandma than a nerd i love him sm #trekkie steve

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grimreapermandy · 5 months

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#blanche devereaux #golden girls #blues clues #steves grandma #cool #rue mcclanahan

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slowandsteddie · 7 months

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It’s three am and I just had the most wonderful idea because I am Awake and missing my grandma something fierce. Aka, woke up crying because I had a dream about her… Anyway.

I’m gonna write a Steddie thing based on my grandparents love story. Because, honestly, it’s a great fucking story and more people need to know it but like… I would feel weird writing about my grandparents.

But, like, imagine if you will, Steve and Eddie taking each other to their respective dates just to make sure that they get there safely. Steve and Eddie picking the other one up to save them from bad dates, whether it’s just boring or they’re actually scared. Steve and Eddie being best friends who grew up next to each other, spending so much time together that people think that they should just date themselves. Steve’s mom commenting, “he always walks you to the door, but never kisses you goodnight. Steve whining, “I know.” A few days later, Eddie saying “we should just cut out the other people, and try going on a date ourselves,” and Steve laughing because he can’t picture them together. No matter how much he wants it. But a few months later, Steve shows up at the garage where Eddie works looking his absolute best, and saying “I’m ready for that date now, big boy.” And Eddie is just covered in grease and oil, an engine spread out on the work bench, asking “Can I shower first?” Only Steve is grinning like a little shit, “nope. Right now, Edward Munson. Or you’ll miss your chance.” And Eddie looks to his boss who tells him, “just this once, love gets to win in my shop. Get the fuck out of here.” Then Steve takes Eddie to the fanciest place that they have in that small town and they get so many dirty looks but neither of them care, they’re having so much fun and falling so in love and both are wondering why it took them so long to get here. That night, Steve finally letting Eddie into his room for the first time in months because he doesn’t have to be ashamed anymore. Tommy had written “Eddie Munson” all over Steve’s ceiling and they have similar handwriting. Eddie noticing and grinning, “so you have liked me this whole time, huh?” And Steve just blushing so pretty while smacking him with a pillow like “Hagen has a crush on you. He brainwashed me into having one, too, because I’ve had to stare at your name for months.” And Eddie just “I should send him flowers,” only to be tackled to the bed where they finally, Finally, fucking kiss.

Anyway, let me know if you wanna read the extended version pls and thanks.

#stranger things #steve harrington #steddie #eddie munson #steve stranger things #eddie stranger things #steve x eddie #steddie fanfiction #a beautiful love story #I am very much going to write this #but would y’all be interested in reading it when it’s ready?#little snippet / summary #taking my grandparents love story and making it Steddie #is something I didn’t realize I needed until I woke up from a dream about my grandma

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sweetbabygirlsworld · 8 months

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Oh to be with steve, to comfort each other and make all the sadness go away and drown ourselves with so much warmth that we forget everything around us, to make each other know that it's worth it... I just really need to hug him *sobs hysterically*

#I'm projecting #my grandma just left 5 minutes ago and I'm already crying cus I miss her so much #i can't live without her #so i need steve to comfort me and I want to comfort him #let me love you steve #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington thoughts

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finntheehumaneater · 4 months

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UH UH UH YOU'RE TAKING PROMTS!!

Can I ask for ""if you think i am going to validate your pessimistic thoughts, then you're wrong" from the "I don't deserve you" responses list? Steddie or Buckingham (I acc don't remember if you ship them, it's okay if not), whichever you like the best and feel the more inspired by :)

have a good day love 💕

hallo!! Sorry this took so long—and I do ship them!!! I like Buckingham, Rovickie, and Ronance, because I just need Robin to happy and in love with someone, and I don’t care which girl it is, haha.

anyways, I hope this was okay, because I am very tired right now and have not read it over ♥️

All of the lists for prompts are in my pinned post!

Robin was practically bouncing on her feet as she waited for Chrissy to get out of the car. Her girlfriend was in the passenger seat, now—because she said the mirror on that side was better—trying to fix the strands of hair that were purposefully falling out of her ponytail at the sides of her face.

“You didn’t have to dress up, you know,” Robin said, looking Chrissy over. Her outfit was way more put together than what she normally wore—and that was saying something. She had on a white dress with a skirt that puffed out around her waist and fell to her mid thigh. She had back heels on. They weren’t even going to a fancy restaurant, so Robin herself was wearing a t-shirt and jeans. “We’re just going to see Steve and Eddie.”

Robin felt her face flush as Chrissy turned to her and got out of the car, frowning, her arms crossed over her chest. The bracelets around her wrists jingled and clinked together. “You don’t like it?”

“No, no,” Robin rushed out, holding her hands up slightly, her face now bright red. “I-I do! I do, you look amazing. Hot. Sexy, even, I just—I was just trying to say that you don’t have to dress up just to go and meet Steve, you know? He’s not expecting you to, or…or anything, so it’s fine. But you look great, really.”

Chrissy laughed and moved some hair off of Robin’s shoulder, kissing her on the cheek. “Thanks, babe.” She paused and sighed, taking Robin’s hand and twisting one of her small silver rings around, looking away. “I just want him to think well of me, yeah? His opinion matters to you, and I…I want him to like me.”

Confusion spread over Robin’s face and she brought Chrissy’s hand to her lips, kissing it, just because she knew it would make Chrissy blush. No one could see them, anyways, with the car in the way. “He’ll like you. And if he doesn’t? Fuck him. Actually, wait, no. Don’t tell him I said that.”

Chrissy giggled again and moved her hand out of Robin’s, nodding. “I won’t.”

“Just be yourself, okay?”

Chrissy rolled her eyes at that, but there was a smile on her lips. “Okay.”

Jesus fucking Christ it was loud inside the restaurant. Chrissy hadn’t bothered to check the name of where they were, just going to the address that Robin had given her. She was tucked into the booth next to Robin, while Steve and Eddie sat on the other side.

And to be honest? She had thought this would be fun. Nerve wracking, but fun. And it wasn’t. Steve and Eddie were mostly talking amongst the two of them, Eddie laughing and not-so-discreetly holding Steve’s hand under the table. And Robin was mostly listening to them, which was weird because she was always talking.

Robin kept reaching for her hand, and Chrissy felt bad for pulling away from her each time, but she felt embarrassed to do it in public—especially in front of Steve, who kept glancing over at her and looking her over, making her want to curl into herself and disappear. Maybe that’s why Robin was being so quiet. Maybe she was upset.

She probably was.

So Chrissy kept to herself, leaning against the wall and looking out the fogged over window next to them. She really didn’t want to upset Robin, but she didn’t need Steve to think that she was too clingy or something. She just needed him to like her, and from the way he kept looking at her, it didn’t seem like he did.

Eventually Steve turned to her and leaned on his elbows on the table, looking her over again. Chrissy straightened up immediately, her eyes widening slightly as she gave him a polite smile. “Hm?”

“Didn’t say anything,” Steve said simply, looking over at Eddie, who was messing with his rings, looking kind of bored now that Steve wasn’t talking to him. Everyone here looked kind of bored. “So, Chrissy. Where did you guys meet?”

“Hm? O-oh, um, college. We’re both doing film.”

“I see,” Steve said, taking Eddie’s hand again, and Eddie smiled, giving him a quick glance before leaning back against his chair, which knocked his cane away from the table.

“Oh, shit—“ Eddie muttered, going to get it, but Steve got up instead, pushing Eddie gently back down into his chair and grabbing the cane, before sitting back down.

“You alright?” He whispered to Eddie, and Eddie nodded, patting his shoulder.

Steve turned back to Chrissy and she sighed, chewing on her bottom lip. She saw Eddie frown, and then tug Steve closer by the sleeve of his t-shirt, whispering something and motioning his head towards Robin and Chrissy. Chrissy’s face flushed, and she sank down in her seat slightly. She saw Robin glance over at her, looking away quickly, and she was about to say something, when Eddie pushed his chair back and stood up, his cane falling over as he leaned heavily on the table. “I need to piss!,” and then turned to Steve, ignoring the people who had turned around to look at them, giving him a pointed look.

Steve sighed and stood up again, grabbing Eddie’s cane and handing it to him. “I’ll, uh…go with him to make sure he doesn’t hurt himself.” It was obviously a lie, but Chrissy saw Robin shrug and wave them off, looking down.

After they were out of sight, Chrissy turned to Robin and made to take her hand, but Robin tugged her hand away, sighing. “Did I do something?”

Chrissy froze, looking confused. Feeling confused. “No, honey…”

“I just—whenever I try to touch you or something, you move away, and I…I feel like I did something.” Robin muttered, and Chrissy held out her hand. It took a minute, but Robin eventually took it, kissing Chrissy’s knuckles, and Chrissy looked around. No one was looking at them. She didn’t know why it made her so nervous.

“I don’t deserve this,” She whispered, feeling her eyes gloss over. “I don’t deserve you…”

There was silence for a moment, and Chrissy looked down at her knees, biting her lip to keep the tears from falling. She didn’t need to embarrass herself anymore than she already had.

Then she felt a finger under her chin, moving her head back up, and she blinked, feeling a tear fall down her cheek. Robin’s hand moved to cup her face, and her voice was so incredibly soft when she answered, “if you think i am going to validate your pessimistic thoughts, then you're wrong.”

Chrissy sniffled, laughing quietly as Robin moved her other hand to Chrissy’s face and shook her head lightly. “You do deserve this, okay? And you deserve a lot more than I can give you. You’re perfect, okay?”

Chrissy let Robin kiss her, even though everything in her was screaming at her to pull away, because people might see. After a moment, Robin pulled away, and Chrissy sighed, eyes darting down to her lips for a moment, before she sighed again. “Steve doesn’t like me.”

“Yes he does.”

“But—“

“But, Steve is bitchy. He has resting-bitch-face. He likes you,” Robin assured her, and Chrissy laughed, going to say something else before she got cut off by Steve’s voice.

“I do not have resting-bitch-face,” he retorted, glaring at Robin as he sat back down. “You take that back.”

“I can’t because it’s true,” she pointed out, letting go of Chrissy’s face to reach over the table and poke Steve in the arm.

“Did you guys talk things over yet?” Eddie said, still a bit too-loud as he sat back down, his cane laying over his lap. Robin nodded, and he sighed with relief, slipping down in his chair a bit while he looked up at the ceiling. “Good, because I could not wait in the bathroom anymore. It was gross.”

Steve laughed, and Eddie looked over at him, grinning.

Robin hesitated, and then held out her hand for Chrissy. Chrissy looked down, glanced at Steve, and then back at Robin’s hand.

She took it.

#I was once in a restaurant with my grandma and she told me not to talk so loudly or people would hear #So as I got up to go to the bathroom I went “I AM GOING TO GO AND PISS”#and I heard someone off in the distance yell back “yas. Go piss girl!”#It was very funny but my grandma did not think so lmao #Robin Buckley #Finn writes #My fic #my writing #asks #Chrissy Cunningham #buckingham #steddie #steve harrington #Eddie Munson #Stranger things fic

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