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turkishdelightshaveviolentends · 2 years

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The Eddissy (side Stoncy, side Robin/Vicky) Middle Ages AU nobody asked for.

King Jason of the House Carverstone, has everything a man could wish for. Everything, except a queen. At least, just for a few fortnights. Princess Christiana is of age and they've known eachother for a long time. She is sweet, soft and the perfect embodiment of a future queen. It truly makes sense. In no time, she will be his to marry and in such union both of their kingdoms will join in a powerful alliance. However, during his journey to her family's kingdom, rumours of black magic and devil worshippers begin to arise. And King Jason, dreadfully worried for the safety of his domains, puts his bet on the royal jester, a strange behaving freak that seems to have the princess hypnotized. Because why would the king's betrothed smile as brilliant and honey-eyed at a low-commoner like him, if not by the poisonous effects of witchcraft.

Edward (or Eddie, as his uncle Wayne the blacksmith calls him) has not always been the royal jester of the House Cunningham. When he was but a child, he jumped between singing and playing his music on the streets of the kingdom for a few metal pieces and helping his uncle at the forge. Yet, when his uncle Wayne had fallen sick and couldn't work as before, he dashed at the opportunity of becoming the previous jester's apprentice and earning enough money to maintain them both, providing shelter and a hot meal for the man that had rescued him from orphanhood and starvation. Wayne had been there for him when he was a dirty little brat on the verge of losing his hand, and now it was his turn to take care of him. The downside of it all, sadly, is that Eddie's guts twist everytime he has to see the rich, warm cloths the monarchs wrap themselves with, while the rascals he likes to call his little sheeps, his ducklings, shiver come winter and feel the need to become squires or go to war so as to afford an ounce of bread. It is not easy, but laughing and joking at the expense of royalty on their stuffed faces and getting paid for it, sure makes it bearable. That, and the laughter and starry-eyes of a certain princess, who seems to be less sad whenever he cartwheels around the halls or sings songs of adventures and love or calls her Chrissy, like her nursemaid used to do. In fact, Edward doesn't remember much about his time in the streets or his first years of childhood, but he does remember the tender-faced princess and her smile so big it lighted up the whole town, crouching in front of him without minding her dress getting dirty, saying she had loved his song and gifting him a kiss on the cheek and a book with flowers pressed inside, stating it was her favourite. He could have selled the book, the careful illustrations of it would have payed for safety by far. He should have. But if Wayne has ever seen him taking it out from under his pillow and staring at it every night under the moonlight, he has kept his silence. Sometimes when he looked at the trees inked in gold in the yellowy pages of the book, he wondered if behind those careful, controlled movements and scared, faraway gazes Princess Christiana sported now that she was older, still beated the heart of the tender, daring girl that had approached him on the streets enjoying the soil and rain in her shoes. Or if his treasured memories were nothing but hallucinations of hunger. Nonetheless, when he finds her one day, very early in the morning, disguised as a maid and humming as she threads a flower crown, feet splashing in the river, Eddie begins to think that maybe, that rosy-cheeked, daring girl had not been a fidget of his imagination. She had just been crushed under the weight of responsability, perfection and prospects of marriage.

Princess Christiana of the House Cunningham is kind, soft-spoken and good-natured. Princess Christiana wakes up every morning with the sun, before her maids come to help her wash and dress and picks flowers for them from the garden next to her window. She speaks everyday to everyone in the castle to thank them for their hard work and for taking care of her and her parents. She has read practically every book in the library that the master scrivener has let her to. She hums songs her nursemaid sang to her under her breath when she is tired or distracted, sometimes she doesn't even realize she does that. She embroiders butterflies and birds on pieces of cloth and gives them to the children of the kitchen maids. She prefers to be called Chrissy and likes the smell of the woods after a storm. She loves pupppet shows and likes to sit with the children on the floor of the square to see them. But Princess Christiana is to be married and so Princess Christiana needs to grow up. Queens do not bite their nails nor read fairytales hidden behind bookshelves at night, because those stories only fill their heads with nonsense and foolery. Queens only talk to the service when it's strictly necessary for their duties and let the gardening to those who have been born to get dirty, never to give them handmade gifts. Queens listen to the advice of their parents and ride their horse only on the designated path and never too far into the woods. Queens eat as little as possible in front of their king, never finish a meal, because in moderation and temperance lays true elegance. And above all, a future queen should have never approached a singing boy on the street, no matter how close in age they were, how warm his voice was or kind his eyes. Future queens love their king. (And she does because she must, but her affections towards the monarch of Carverstone have always been more of the friend nature and she has forgotten whatever infatuation she had with him when they were younger)

Future queens don't snort. Not in front of King Jason, chastisises her mother, he who has always been kind to her and favoured their friendship and has chosen her as his bride above all the other beautiful, perfect ladies he could have had. She was just lucky, and the safety of the kingdom and each of their subjects falls on her shoulders and lays in her hands, so she needs to be Perfect. Perfect. Perfect.

Henceforth, Princess Christiana tries not to tremble when they pull on the belt of her dress too tight to accentuate her hips, and under the vigilant eyes of her parents, rejects the grape and lamb pie the kitchen maid has cooked for her since she knows it's the princess' favourite. Princess Christiana stops talking to Maxinne, the rugged ginger girl that delivers the laundry and is always eager to talk about the music on the streets, even if the kid used to roll her eyes a lot and pretended she didn't care. Princess Christiana smiles a lot, but doesn't show her teeth anymore, eyes always vitreous and quiet.

It has been many seasons since her maids had listened to their princess Chrissy sing with the morning light or seen her scrunch up her nose with laughter. Many seasons watching her undereyes a bit lilac with night terrors or cleaning her vomit and sweat. So when the princess decides to disguise herself and scurry to the woods at dawn for a moment of silence, they say nothing. When after many sunrises and secret excursions to the forest, she comes back one day humming an old song that Eddie, the blacksmith's nephew, used to sing when he did street shows, they say nothing. And when suddenly Eddie seems to go lengths out of his duties as the new royal jester just to make her laugh, they say nothing. Because Wayne's boy is a nice boy, as strange and lunatic as he may behave sometimes, and behind that unruly mane of black curls, scandalous jokes about demons and mocking grins, there is a tender-hearted boy that is just as scared and in need to be seen as their Chrissy is. They say nothing and pray twice each night. One time for the rumours of a devil sorcerer terrorizing a faraway Kingdom to be false and their families to be safe. Another time to thank the Lord. Because Princess Christiana still has night terrors, she still holds her breath to appear more gracious in front of her mother, but with each passing day she behaves more like her old, mirthful self again, and goes back to talking to Maxinne and the other maid's children when she sees them.

However, when Eddie blushes and hides his smile, all shy-looking, behind his hair the moment she waves at him. When the princess snorts, very unlady-like, because of the antics of Eddie the Jester and smiles like the sun at him in the middle of a royal ball, instead of at her future husband. When Eddie comes back many nights kiss-bruised or Chrissy caresses her own smiling lips or her neck lost in who knows what memories, both looking as lovestruck. When the Princess starts visiting the boy's uncle every week to check on his sickness and wearing a ring the red colour of the Jester's clothes...Oh, how they wished they had said something sooner. Because the awaited marriage to King Jason is approaching, and the monarch, on his last visit, seems to have picked up on Eddie's not so subtle winks and the princess' giggles and infatuated gazes.

When King Jason declares he is staying until the wedding takes place, to later travel back to his kingdom with Christiana as soon as they exchange their vows, the maids start praying a third time each night. Because that cannot end merrily for neither their princess nor the jester boy.

Also, other details I have thought for this Middle Ages AU that now lives rent free in my head and my heart:

Nancy, Mike and their little sister are the children of a noble feudal lord and his wife, they know Princess Christiana from the balls they have had to attend with their parents.

Joyce is a shoemaker, her husband was a drunkard and ended up dissapearing with the little money the family had. So she had to take care of the bussiness so her two sons wouldn't starve. She ended up getting married again to Hopper, the sheriff of the town and they are very happy. Jonathan is an artist and makes the sculptures of royal families and nobles (therefore, he knows Nancy, Chrissy, Steve, etc). Will is a painter's apprentice and works with his brother Jonathan and so on. Eliana Jane (or El, as she likes to be called) is actually Hopper's nephew, but her mother died by the same sickness Hopper's first wife and daughter did, so he takes El in and loves her as his own daughter. El helps Joyce at the shoemaker bussiness. Joyce and Hopper absolutely adore Jonathan, Will and El the same and they are their children all the same, no matter who were their biological parents.

Murray used to be a Barrister (representative of people in court) but became a crazy theoretical man that everyone believed had gone crazy cause he started screaming of a round earth and who ends up being unlikely friends with Hopper and Joyce cause Hopper keeps detaining him for public scandal or whatever so much they reach familiarity. I dont know. Murray can be whatever you want, tbh.

Steve is a knight, and Robin is his squire. Robin is a girl but disguises herself as a boy to be a squire. Steve knows. They are still the fantastic dynamic duo we know and love and defend eachother with teeth and nails and love eachother to pieces like the brother or sister they never had and would totally die for eachother and yet annoy the shit out of eachother. Steve play-fights with the kingdom kids everytime he comes back and tells them stories about his and Robin's journeys and organizes sword-fighting activities with the children and teens of the kingdom (with wooden swords or sticks, he is not crazy). He complains a lot at all the parents suddenly assuming their kids will be entertained when he is around but he loves all the rascals, as insane as they drive him. And as much as Robin likes being a girl, sometimes she thinks that if she pretends to be a boy in the outside world, maybe she will be able to marry Vicky, the armorer's daughter she likes so much. Steve has asked for Nancy's hand and at some point they will marry. But both Nancy and Steve seem to be infatuated by Jonathan the sculptor, and he with them. (Yes, people this is also a stoncy cause they were my first ship on the show and i want the ot3 and them to be Poly-happy together)

Dustin is the son of the castle's kitchen first maid and a farmer (or some kind of butcher?). That is why he runs around the castle all he wants and knows both Chrissy and Eddie. In fact his mom knows Wayne the blacksmith so Dustin practically grew under Eddie's protection.

Lucas and Erica are the children of the watchman of the principal kingdom's town and his wife, another maid from the castle (maybe?). Whatever so they are friends with Dustin, Will and El, and have grown close to Eddie, too. I dont know how all of them are gonna know Mike but you can work it in your heads. Maybe through Will because he has painted with his master/teacher a portrait for Mike's family and Jonathan has done some sculptures and paintings as well?

Maxinne is the daughter of the Weaver/clothes' maker? She delivers clothes or aprons or whatever to the maids of the castle, or maybe her mother's dresses desings are very beautiful and sometimes they ask for her work and so Max delivers the clothes? Maybe her is a seamstress and that is why she goes around the castle and gets to talk to Princess Christiana while still becoming friends with Dustin, Eddie, El, Will, Lucas and Erica? Or even knowing Nancy and Mike because of the clothes delivery?

Of course, Lucas is totally besotted with Maxinne.

Maxinne had a stepbrother, Billiam, who died in battle for King Jason before they moved to the Cunningham's kingdom (can they even do that?) and she still has nightmares about it. He was not a very nice stepbrother to her but still. Nightmares about a dieing brother never help.

And I think that is all. It started as a fun time making photosets while waiting for a doctor's appointment and now I have been consumed by this Eddissy Middle Ages AU with side Stoncy ot3 and side Robin/Vicky. Half of it doesn't even make sense but oh well. I might draw some doddles about this AU. But I'm not making any promises cause sometimes procrastination gets the best and worst of me.

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kallisto-k · 1 month

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Chapters: 1/3

Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Nancy Wheeler/Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers/Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler

Characters: Nancy Wheeler, Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers

Additional Tags: getting together fic, canon divergence - no upside down, Pining, Angst, Period-Typical Homophobia, Swearing, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Threesome - F/M/M, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Marijuana, Underage Drinking, Voyeurism

Summary:

Jonathan thought that his crush on Nancy Wheeler would eventually go away. She was dating King Steve Harrington after all; Jonathan had no chance. What he didn’t expect was for his feelings to spread.

Artist: @karadanverss

Beta: @whataboutthefish

The incredible video that @karadanverss also created was posted on March 23rd! It has been such a pleasure working on this collaboration 🖤

#stranger things #stranger things reverse big bang #strbb #jonathan byers #steve harrington #nancy wheeler #nancy x steve #jonathan x nancy x steve #mind the tags #mdni #stoncy

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purpleyin · 9 months

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Stranger Things moodboards: Stoncy - circles

Finished for @stoncyweek2023. Could consider it a late day 1 for the prompt "Monster Hunter Trio", although I actually started it last year and failed to finish it then for reasons I don't remember. I also did a t-shirt design for the character items iconography from this I might post later on this week.

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dsbe · 1 year

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Just saying...

Just saying if you know how to write on a wiki, and know a lot about stonathan prob since the day it was born, alongside with Stoncy. You should totally write the Stonathan (+stoncy) ship for the shipping wiki

Pretty Please 🤗

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finvisual · 2 years

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OK AFTER A MILLENIA AND A HALF!! they are done 💗💞

they're one singular keychain with both designs on each side with a glitter effect all around <3

#stoncy #stonancy #nancy wheeler #jonathan byers #steve harrington #my art #honestly thank you all so much for your patience as i stumbled through the process of making these aslfksldlk #steve x jonathan x nancy #steve x nancy x jonathan #jonathan x nancy x steve #jonathan x steve x nancy #never know for sure what tags are used sometimes lol

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sweetbuckybarnes · 2 years

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They've done novels about Terry, Hopper, Max, Robin and now Lucas. I hope then after ST5 finishes we get to see into the future.

Mike and Eleven

Nancy, Jonathan and Steve?

Joyce and Hopper

Holly Wheeler

Eleven and Will's time in California

Feel free to add on to this!

#stranger things #post stranger things #the novels #I'll need to know!!#mileven #jopper #jancy #stancy #jonathan x nancy x steve

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stoncyweek2023 · 2 years

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Dates: July 24 - 30, 2022

Rules: Make whatever you want, as long as it celebrates the Jonathan/Steve/Nancy romantic relationship! Fic, art, video, etc. Don’t forget to tag your work with #stoncyweek2022 and have fun!

Prompts (No need to follow these if you don’t want to. They’re just for fun!)

Day 1 - July 24th: Patching Up/Post-fight OR Fake Dating AU

Day 2 - July 25th: You’re my ex but I think I still have feelings for you OR Spin the Bottle

Day 3 - July 26th: “I can’t be in love with you” OR I’m scared but won’t admit it, so you take my hand

Day 4 - July 27th: Helping a crush/love interest dress for a date OR “I’ve been in love with you for years”

Day 5 - July 28th: “Do you trust me?” OR Taking care of the other when sick or injured

Day 6 - July 29th: Playing with their hair while their head’s in your lap OR “You saved my life”

Day 7 - July 30th: Secret relationship OR “Just tell me why you did it!” “Because I’m in love with you, okay?”

Alternate Prompts

Scary Movies Long-distance Relationship Coming Out

Please make sure to spread the word by reblogging this post and tagging anyone you think might be interested!

#stoncy #stranger things #nancy wheeler #steve harrington #jonathan byers #stoncy week 2022 #stoncyweek2022 #jonathan x nancy x steve

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wipbigbang · 10 months

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This is Round Two of the Artist Claims for the 2023 round of WIPBB. You may claim up to three fics this round. If you want only one fic, please fill out the form once with your top choices. If you want two fics, fill out the form twice with your first choice in the first form submission with one unique ID and the second choice in another submission with a different unique ID.

The synopses are located at https://wipbigbang.dreamwidth.org/172201.html

The form is located at https://forms.gle/ES2D3d2mTG1nU4Pk6.

Round two of the art claims will go on until July 1st.

Stranger Things

#129

Title: Love’s Such an Old-Fashioned Word

Pairing/Characters: Jonathan Byers/Nancy Wheeler/Steve Harringon

Rating Mature | M

Warnings/Tags: No Warnings apply

pregnancy & childbirth, panic attacks, brief canon-typical violence

Summary: Jonathan, Nancy, and Steve are living in New York and have achieved some kind of stability when Nancy brings up having a kid. Steve is 100% on board, but the thought of being responsible for a child in a world full of monsters and bad parents terrifies Jonathan. After lots of conversations with his partners and the rest of his family, Jonathan, Steve, and Nancy make a plan and decide to have a baby. Over the course of the pregnancy they have a lot of love and support from each other and their chosen family as they deal with interdimensional monsters, complicated parental relationships, and the logistics of having a baby with three parents.

#stranger things #jonathan byers #nancy wheeler #steve harrington #jonathan x nancy x steve #signal boost #fandom event #looking for fanart #looking for fanartists #fanart

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traveling-at-the-speed-of-light · 1 year

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Prick of The Needle, I'm In Trouble Now (Steve H./Jonathan B./Nancy W.)

Title: Prick of The Needle, I'm In Trouble Now

Author: Crazy_Comet_97

Tagline: Steve decides to be rather impulsive for reasons. Too bad his "rebellion" doesn't last very long and he gets his just desserts when he's home for embarrassing his Alphas.

Word Count: 1220

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46583347

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phoenixfeatherquill · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/5 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Billy Hargrove & Barbara "Barb" Holland, Chrissy Cunningham/Eddie Munson, Jonathan Byers/Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler Characters: Barb Holland, Chrissy Cunningham, Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson, Jonathan Byers, Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler Additional Tags: Billy and Barb are my new crack ship wheeeeeee, also my very first threesome fic please praise me for this, and of course Hellcheer who do you think I am Summary:

At a drunken sleepover, Barb Holland, Chrissy Cunningham, Nancy Wheeler, and Robin Buckley craft a list ranking the bedroom skills of the boys of Hawkins High. It's all fun and games until the list is leaked.

Billy is pissed because his name is at the bottom. Eddie is confused because his name is at the top. Steve and Jonathan come up with an unorthodox solution to raise BOTH of their rankings.

#Hellcheer #Barb Holland x Billy Hargrove #Jonathan x Nancy x Steve

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stevethehousewife · 2 years

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5/5 of my second Pre-July Break Bingo card down and now I can finally get a shiny new card!

AO3 Link Ship: Stoncy Summary:

Nicole’s never seen him look at anyone that way and she’s kind of a little jealous, not of either of them, but what they have. He really is in love with her, madly in love with her, in love enough to let her date another guy and him at the same time.

#July Break Bingo #July Break Bingo 2022 #Stoncy #Jonathan x Nancy x Steve #Pre July Break Flash Bingo Event #Fandom: Stranger Things #Ship: Jonathan x Nancy x Steve #Ship: Stoncy #Mine #My Fics #Mine: Stoncy

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munsonson · 1 year

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𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏『••✎••』

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝘌𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘜𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): 𝘌𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘔𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘯/𝘍𝘦𝘮!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘰𝘯/𝘍𝘦𝘮!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.4

This shouldn’t hurt as much as it does.

Things could’ve ended far worse than they actually did. Hell, most of the couples in their school tended to make breakups as dramatic as possible, normally painting one half of the relationship as some kind if irredeemable monster, if not to paint them as this sympathetic martyr, than just to save face that it actually hurt.

In her case, Eddie Munson told her they just weren’t a good match and he wanted to be friends again instead. That was as healthy as they could possibly get. And in the best case scenario, too, she’d still be able to have him be a part of her life. She didn’t think she could stand the thought of seeing him in the halls and not being able to acknowledge him.

She’d fallen hard and fast for Eddie, embarrassingly so.

Given the heavy duty of designated driver for the little hooligans she’d somehow decided to adopt with Steve Harrington, she’d gotten accustomed to waiting in the high school parking lot, her nose pressed into the creases of her current novel while she waited for them to finish their important campaigns, all procured from the brilliant mind of Eddie Munson.

She’d known him before then, too, but only in passing. He’d often make a big spectacle of himself in the cafeteria just to bug the other students, and he held the record as super senior. But she’d never even talked to him until she saw him walk the boys out after a seemingly successful campaign, his arms wrapped tightly around Dustin and Lucas’ shoulders as he praised them.

He’d acknowledged her when he got to her car.

“My fair maiden,” he’d said, “I apologize for the delay.”

She’d blubbered out some kind of half-hearted response, good enough to make him laugh, and that made her heart go a million miles a minute.

It didn’t take long before she’d gotten the courage to ask him out, even if it was just for coffee. He was surprised, but he agreed.

It had been nice, he even drove her home after. She probably should’ve seen the signs then because he didn’t suggest a second meet up, she had instead. And he’d agreed.

It was about a month before they made themselves official, in Hawkins High language, practically married. But it really just meant she got to hold his hand between classes and get quick kisses goodbye when it was time to separate, somehow always on her cheek than her lips.

She’d thought their dates were fun; it was a lot of pressure since he always left it up to her, never having any other idea than lounging about her home and just watching TV. But she was the one who thought of renting movies for horror marathons, figuring it was up his alley. She thought of bowling and drive-in theaters and picnicking near the quarry for its desolate atmosphere, another thing she figured was right up his alley.

But things came to an underwhelming end when Eddie approached her at her locker on some random Thursday to tell her things just weren’t working out and he wanted to stay as friends. Despite how much even that had hurt, she agreed. She didn’t want to make him do anything he regretted.

She could still be friends with him, happily so. That meant she could still sit with him at lunch, hear his outlandish tales, and be able to admire him from afar, even if she was no longer able to touch him and hold his hand.

“Be honest,” she’d heard Gareth say as she approached with her tray, “what really happened? You know, most guys woulda killed to be able to take her out, the fact she stuck around for months is surprising enough.”

Eddie shrugs, chewing absentmindedly on a pretzel he’d brought. She would pack him lunches when they were together since he always forgot and resorted to eating prepackaged things instead. Since they broke up, it seemed like old habits really did die hard.

“To tell you the truth,” he starts rather dramatically, “no substance. Pretty face, nice voice, real sweet, but God, boring as all hell.” He runs a hand down his face. The other boys seemed surprised. Dustin and Mike share a look, but say nothing, clearly waiting to hear more. Because there was no way it could be just that. There had to be more. They knew her better than anyone, had been through so much with her. What could be the real reason Eddie broke things off?

“And?” Dustin coaxes.

“And what?”

“Dude, seriously?” Mike scoffs. “She wasn’t interesting enough for you?”

Eddie shakes his head. “Look, she’s a great gal. And I know you guys are super close, which is awesome, but we just weren’t the best match. And I felt like shit that she was putting in all of the effort when I wasn’t interested. Now she’s free to...I dunno...find someone boring, too.” He sniggers, elbowing Jeff beside him trying to get him to laugh, too, but he could see how upset Dustin and Mike were.

Luckily, for her sake, they didn’t notice her standing there, having overheard everything. Spinning right back around, she’d ditched her tray onto one of the trash bins before leaving the cafeteria completely before there was a chance anyone could see her tears.

God, it shouldn’t hurt as much as it does, she thinks again. He was more than welcome to have his own opinion, but why did it have to be something like that?

He was right, she wasn’t exactly Chrissy Cunningham or Heather Holloway, being this huge spectacle that made every new day more exciting than the last. All things considered, sometimes too much excitement frightened her. Having risked her life at least once a year for nearly four years now made her yearn for the more simple things. It was stupid of her to think Eddie would want the same. Eddie Munson, who liked to make scenes in the cafeteria and rock out in a bar with his band. He didn’t crave the simplicity of life like she did.

She didn’t go back into that cafeteria for the remaining of the lunch period. In fact, she’d decided to skip the rest of the day completely, knowing she shared three periods with Eddie and right now she really didn’t want to see him. She just wanted to get away, leave herself to her own thoughts to try to calm down.

Well, that really only lasted for ten minutes because she found herself pulling into the small parking lot into Family Video. She spots Steve’s car at the far end and knows he’s inside. It was childish of her to go running and crying to Steve Harrington, who she knew would take her side and say all the cruel things about Eddie that she couldn’t bring herself to because she really just needed someone on her side right now. Aside from Dustin and Mike, of course. She wouldn’t forget how they jumped to her defense.

The little bell rings at the top of the door as she walks in, startling Steve into consciousness, who seemed to be snoozing on the edge of the counter, drool pooled across his forearm. He wipes feverishly at his face and blinks unfocused in her direction, trying to situate himself quickly into his customer service face.

“Welcome to Fam-Jesus, you scared me,” he cuts himself off when he at last realizes it’s her. Confused, he turns to glance at the clock hung up on the wall. “Don’t tell me school’s out already? You beat Robin here.”

“No, I’m playing hooky,” she shakes her head, unsteadily moving towards the counter.

“What? You? I’m sorry, am I still dreaming?” Steve asks dramatically. “Since when do you, of all people, ever skip class? I’d sooner believe Nancy doing it than you.”

“Just...needed a break s’all,” she says with a shrug, looking around. “Keith not here?”

“Nah, he’s off today. Something about a new graphic novel he’s been dying to get. Says he’d have to wait overnight just to get one of the first editions. I don’t know, I don’t really listen to him unless he’s handing over my check,” Steve said. She leans up against the counter, trying to act casual. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t things be okay?”

“Well, for one, having to clarify that things are supposed to be okay when asked if everything’s okay is a pretty big indicator that things aren’t, in fact, okay.” Steve says with a laugh. “So everything’s not okay, then?”

“Everything’s okay,” she lies. “I just...can I ask you something?”

“Yeah?”

She isn’t sure how to come out and say it without sounding stupid. Better, she can’t figure out a way to come out and say it without sounding completely pathetic. But this was Steve, he was the king of asking her embarrassing things. He even called her once at three in the morning to ask how long you were supposed to leave cookies in the oven for. The follow up question was how to get the burnt smell out before his mom came home.

“Am I boring?”

Steve tilts his head. “Huh?”

“Am I boring, Steve? Am I boring?”

“No? Who gave you that idea?” Steve snorts, like he thinks it was a foolish thing to ask. “Whoever it is clearly hasn’t seen you handle a crowbar.” He was referencing when she’d nabbed a crowbar from the junkyard lot to fend off the demodogs with him, all to protect the little ones in the bus. She doesn’t want to remember that right now, not when it makes her feel cold inside.

“Nobody, I just...I dunno, I just think that maybe I’m not as exciting as, like...you o-or Rob or Nancy or, hell, even Jonathan.”

“Nonsense, you’re a badass! True story, you know I wouldn’t say that about just any...” Steve trails off, finally really looking at her. “Hey...hey, why are you really askin’ me that? Something happen? Someone say something to you?”

“No, Steve, I was just asking.”

“You’re lying,” he accuses. “Who was it, was it Byers? Nancy? Not Robin...”

“No! No, Steve, they didn’t say anything, please just drop it. I shouldn’t have asked.”

Steve’s face eventually relaxes, having realized he knew exactly who she was talking about.

“Munson.”

She shakes her head. “Stop it, Steve.”

“What did he say? I thought he just wanted to be friends, where’s all this coming from?” he asked. There were too many questions being thrown at her. She doesn’t want to cry, especially not in front of him, but as soon as she feels her cheek dampen that was it. Soon she was burying her face in her hands and trying to stop the little whimpers from coming out.

She doesn’t notice Steve leap easily over the counter. He pulls her close, shushing her quietly.

“Hey, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you upset,” he says. She sniffles, wrapping her arms around him. He’s petting her hair, kissing the crown of her head, trying his damndest to get her to calm down and talk to him. He was the perfect person to come to, she now realizes. Her subconscious knew Steve was the answer.

When she finally stopped crying, he at last let her go, giving her some space.

She rubs the tears from her eyes and wipes the tears on her jeans.

“Want me to kill him?” he asks jokingly. She laughs. He smiles again. “What happened? Can you tell me now?”

She told him what Eddie had said, the real reason he’d broken up with her and how she ran from the cafeteria and came here. Steve was reasonably upset, but he didn’t want to make it all about pounding Eddie into a pulp, he knew she needed her friend right now and he was prepared to be just that.

“Hey, screw him,” Steve scoffs, throwing an arm over her shoulders and pulling her back into his chest. “You’re far from boring, believe me, and honestly if you ask me you could do so much better than Eddie Munson. The guy picks his nose. I saw him once. It was gnarly.”

She’s laughing again, playfully hitting him.

“Thank you, Steve,” she says, “I’m sorry to dump all this on you, I just needed someone to talk to, you know?”

“Well, you came to the right guy. I can’t tell you it gets much better from public humiliation, but I can tell you that you find much better shit to focus on. Like this obviously stellar job. Robin. My new stereo I saved up for. And...well, you.” He playfully flicks her nose. She wrinkles her nose and swats his hand away. “Eddie doesn’t know what he’s talkin’ about. But I know he’s gonna kick himself in the ass when he realizes he lost a girl like you.”

“Yeah, you’re just saying that ‘cause you’re my friend.”

“Not true, I also wanna bug you for your famous cookies.” Steve winks.

“I can bring them to you tonight, then.” she said, patting his arm. “I should get going. Um...you clearly are very busy and I don’t wanna keep you from doing your job.”

“I know, such a bad influence. The gateway rebellion was skipping class. Now it’s job defiance,” Steve chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. “Hey, um...if you want, when you come by tonight, maybe you could stick around? Was gonna rifle through the back, borrow some flicks to waste my evening away. Free to join me if you want? Robin flaked out on me, says she’s doing some band practice with Vicky. Didn’t ask for details.”

She thinks about it and smiles. “Sounds like fun. Girls’ night.”

“Invitation rescinded!” Steve shouts, turning away.

“No, I’m kidding, I’m kidding, stop!” she protests, giggling. “I’ll bring cookies and pizza, Steve. I’ll be there.”

“Alright, then,” Steve said. “Um...hey, don’t worry about Eddie, alright? He’s just being a dick. And honestly, apart from his relationship with the rugrats, he’s still gonna be a dick. He missed out on a girl like you. Clearly he’s a martian.”

“Doesn’t mean much when I’m from Hawkins. But thank you, Steve. I’ll see you tonight,” she says, squeezing his hand and finally leaving the store back to her car. She left feeling much lighter than she had going in. He was right. Forget Eddie. If he thought she was so boring he clearly didn’t need her around him. She had other friends, friends like Steve.

Smiling to herself, she climbs into the driver’s seat and turns the key into the ignition, hearing the engine roar to life.

Things would be just fine.

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purpleyin · 2 years

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Stranger Things moodboards: Stoncy - Uncharted AU

When Nancy starts documenting Steve & Jonathan's treasure hunting exploits, Steve introduces Jonathan as the brains of the operation. Jonathan does plenty of documenting of his own kind, taking photos and drawing sketches for reference to go with the research notes in his thick journal. Steve also has his own journal that Nancy spies a few times, full of contact numbers and loose scrawled notes on them. Steve's has the occasional doodle too that makes her curious, though Steve is quick to shut the pages and point out his drawings aren't a patch on Jonathan's or his artist brother, Will.

Steve and Jonathan make an odd pair at first glance but it isn't long before she can see they work well together. Jonathan is smart and knows his history; that combined with how observant he is, spotting clues and making connections where so many would fail to, means they're never at risk of losing the trail. Steve is the linguist of the two and a charmer, good at talking people round, smoothing their way or using his good name when necessary; he always knows someone to help them out when they need it. He's instinctual and quick thinking to back up his brawn as well, saving them from more than one trap or ambush they could have easily fallen prey to.

What Nancy doesn't expect is to get so involved in their quest. She's meant to be a fly-on-the-wall, asking questions simply to move their narrative along and get a better angle on what's happening, but she finds herself getting invested, tied up in the puzzle as much as Jonathan. Watching Steve climb cliff faces and ruins solo, before he throws down a rope for the other two of them, has her heart pumping with adrenaline, worried for him but thrilled at their making progress. When she joins him up there with Jonathan - catching yet another spectacular view and that bit closer to their goal - it isn't hard to understand why they do it, why they risk so much. She hasn't ever felt as alive as she does in those moments.

And when things go south, leaving the trio stranded on an island with more than one set of new enemies after them, she doesn't hesitate to take a gun from Steve, ready to step up and defend them both. Any idea of her detachment is thrown out the window with that and the bizarrely ever increasing stakes. They find themselves slipping naturally into working in tandem under the pressure, as if they always had, and even though she wants to get through this to safety, Nancy doesn't want that particular part of this adventure to end just yet.

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strawberryspence · 1 year

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I will never not be OBSESSED with the Famous trope + Found Family trope with the Party 😭 The headlines would be so chaotic? Like:

Famous Rockstar Eddie Munson is seen eating lunch with two time Pulitzer winner Nancy Wheeler, Highest Paid Photographer Jonathan Byers and Successful Entrepreneur Argyle Alvez. How does he know these people???

Three time Grammy Winner Eddie Munson seen in a McDonald's with World Renowned Astronaut Dustin Henderson and New York Times Best Seller Will Byers-Wheeler and Mike Byers-Wheeler. What the actual fuck???

Eddie Munson, seen in a Chicago Bulls game looking confused as hell, mere seconds after finding out his second album just went Multi-platinum, with his husband, Steve Munson. Also seen in pictures, Eddie Munson hugging point guard Lucas Sinclair and his wife, Max Sinclair. How???

MSG Sold Out Performer Eddie Munson seen in Chicago Medical Center with World Renowned Surgeon Dr. Erica Sinclair. Our insiders say that the rockstar is FINE and was only having lunch with the doctor. What in the multiverse is happening???

Eddie Munson and his husband seen in line at the book signing of rising Linguistics Author Robin Buckley. They ended up laughing so hard when they reached the author, they almost got kicked out. Turns out they all knew each other???

Rock Star Eddie Munson bringing packed lunch in pajamas to a small Chicago preschool where husband, Steve Munson and known friend, Jane Hopper works. Why??? How??? What???

Third most followed person on Instagram Eddie Munson, just broke the internet by posting a group picture with Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Jonathan Byers, Argyle Alvez, Dustin Henderson, Lucas, Max and Erica Sinclair, Mike and Will Byers-Wheeler, his husband Steve Munson and family friend Jane Hopper. HOW DO THEY ALL KNOW EACH OTHER?! WHAT A WEIRD GROUP?!

The more people speculate, the more they say shit. Like people ask them how they know each other and they all just throw out the weirdest answers.

Nancy gets asked in a press conference how she knows Rock Star Eddie Munson? Nancy answers with, "I was driving myself to California when I was 19 and I picked him up as a hitch hiker along the way. We’ve been friends since then."

Robin gets asked in a lecture how she knows the Sinclair Clan? Robin answers with, "I go way back with Dr. Erica. She once saved me from Russian Doctors trying to cut my toe nails."

Eddie goes on an interview in National TV and the host asks how he's friends with Argyle and Jon? Eddie answers with, "I got kidnapped by a killer clown when I was 17. They saved me by crushing the clown's still beating heart with their own bare hands."

Steve gets bombarded with questions online of how he knows Nancy, Robin, Jon, Argyle and even Eddie (his husband)? Steve answers with, "We were stuck in detention every Saturday when we were in senior year. We all became friends when Eddie Munson started singing Don't You (Forget About Me)."

Will and Mike gets asked in an interview about their friendship with Basketball Star, Lucas Sinclair? Will says, “Lucas once gave my dog CPR, ultimately, saving it’s life and we’ve been friends since then.” and Mike just goes, “Who???”

Erica once got asked how she knew Genius Astronaut, Dustin Henderson. Erica rolls her eyes, “That boy owes me his life. Ask him, not me.”

Dustin gets asked how he knows Eddie Munson. Dustin goes with, “Eddie once saved me from a feral army of bats and almost died. I’ve never let go of him since then.” The fans think this one might actually be true, they’ve seen the scars on Eddie, they’ve got theories and Dustin just gave them a puzzle piece.

Argyle got asked in a Business Magazine how he knows this weird, interconnected group. Argyle says, “Oh dude! Those are my life long friends! It started with a pizza van, a dead man, and a road trip to Utah. There was also a bald girl involved. In the end, the real treasure really is the friends we make along the way.”

Jonathan gets asked how he knows Eddie Munson. Jon gives the softest, sweetest smile and says, “We were in a satanic cult together.”

Jane Hopper gets asked once in public (how she knows all these famous people), someone filmed it and it went viral on Twitter. El says, verbatim, “Oh. It all started when I was kidnapped by an evil scientist who tested stuff on me like I was a lab rat. Long story short, they saved my life and they are my family.” By then people already don’t believe any of them because they all give out the most ridiculous answers. Hopper still grounds her for that even though she doesn’t live with him anymore. (Owens, who hasn't called them in 15 years, reached out with a warning).

→ Current Additions: Lucas Lie Detector & Max's Future (Scroll down the link)

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dwobbitfromtheshire · 5 months

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The older teens are hanging out at Steve's place.

Robin: Fuck, Marry, Kill the people in this room. Steve, you're up first.

Steve: Fuck Eddie, marry Eddie, and kill Eddie.

Argyle: *frowns* He can't do that, can he?

Eddie: Wait, is it all in that order?

Steve: Depends on how well you treat me. You going to treat me real good, baby?

Eddie: Reeeaal nice.

Steve: Good, so we fuck first, then we get married where we fuck a lot, and then when we're old and you're in a lot of pain, I'll lovingly smother you with a pillow.

Eddie: Aww.

Robin: Steve, this isn't supposed to be a serious, long-term plan kind of game!

Steve: Don't worry about her, ain't nothing going to stop me from marrying you.

Argyle: You guys make a cute couple, dudes.

Eddie: A couple? We're not dating. We're both straight.

Jonathan: *narrows eyes* Weren't you guys just making out?

Eddie: We do that all the time when we're high.

Steve: It's just some innocent kissing between friends. More popcorn?

Steve went into the kitchen, and Eddie followed him to get more drinks.

Robin: *her eyes wide* They're fucking with us right?

Vickie: Wouldn't he have told you?

Robin: *shrieks* You would think!

Nancy: They can't be that clueless, right?

That's when they heard it. Loud, obnoxious laughter coming from the kitchen.

Eddie: HAH! Straight!

Steve: I can't believe that we managed to keep a STRAIGHT face.

Robin: *closes her eyes* I hate them, I hate them, I hate them.

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kennahjune · 6 months

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Steddie

I’m joining the s3 steddie train :D

…

Steve was late. He was so late and so dead. Robin was going to kill him— he’d never make it out of Scoops Ahoy alive.

This was his thought process after dropping Will Lucas and Max off at Mikes. This was also his thought process the entirety of the way to Scoops while he shoved his way through the mall.

The moment he entered the small shop Robins eyes locked on him in a glare. Steve barely gave her a second before he was going to the back room to get ready for his shift.

He heard the back room door open behind him.

“You’re—“

“24 minutes late I know,” he said as calmly as he could while trying to relax his breathing.

“Yeah and—“

“And you get an extra 25 minutes for your break, yes Robin I know!”

Steve finally closed his employee cubby and turned to look at Robin. “Look. Im sorry I was so late today but Will, Lucas and Max are assholes when they’re being petty and they needed a ride to Mikes cause all the others were busy! I’ll take closing shift today to if you’re really that mad.”

Robin stared at him angrily from the doorway. “Fine.” She uncrossed her arms. “And yes, you will be taking the closing shift tonight. I have a study date with a friend that I can’t miss.”

“It’s summer vacation?”

“Shut up!”

Steve shrugged when the door closed.

He closed the door to his employee locker with a little more force than necessary. He had a migraine building and the bright, florescent lights of the mall weren’t helping in the slightest.

He walked out and began his shift.

…

Eddie wanted to enjoy his day off. Preferably by himself. But Gareth and Jeff decided that his personal life was their personal life. So here they were.

He had wanted to spend the day away from the mall, considering that that was where everyone seemed to be nowadays. But the guys were insistent.

So they were walking around. It wasn’t too bad, considering Eddie had gotten himself a new record and tape with his newest paycheck. They were sitting at the fountain when Gareth shouted right in Eddie’s ear:

“HOLY SHIT!”

Eddie just about punched him with how hard he jumped. Jeff spit out his Pepsi all over Eddie.

While Eddie was worrying about getting the sticky drink off of his skin, Gareth continued with; “is that HARRINGTON in Scoops?”

Well. Now he has Eddie’s attention.

Sure enough, just in Eddie’s line of sight, was Steve Harrington in a sailors uniform and a dorky hat.

A dorky hat that was soon snatched up by his current customer, Billy Hargrove.

Jeff clapped him on the shoulder and leaned over him to get a better view. “Is that Hargrove?”

“Yep.” Eddie popped the P.

“It looks like he’s messing with Harrington.”

“Yep.” Another pop on the P.

“And Harrington looks like he’s gonna fucking explode.”

Eddie agreed. Harrington was red in the face and not in the cute blushy-way he usually gets (don’t ask why Eddie knows that). He was talking back to Hargrove, probably something bitchy and sarcastic in typical Harrington-fashion based on the way Hargrove seemed to recoil for a moment before jumping back.

“Should we do something?” Gareth asked skeptically. Jeff shrugged where he was pressed against Eddie’s back.

“I’m going in.” Eddie stood and nearly knocked Jeff down in the process.

“Hang on—“

“Nope! Wish me luck, boys!” Eddie yelled over his shoulder while he dashed over. He heard them both get up and follow him.

…

Steve wanted to cry.

His head hurt so fucking bad and his back was killing him and he had ran into a shelf earlier and had a killer bruise on his arm and leg from it and everything was too fucking much.

Then, in all his asshole and dick glory, in came Billy Hargrove.

At this point, Steve would rather take another plate to the head then have to deal with his annoyingly aggravating voice. Hargrove came in, probably expecting Robin to be there, but got Steve instead. And honestly Steve would rather deal with him then leave Robin with him.

So he’s been enduring it, giving his own comments and comebacks but overall hating his life and just wanting to curl up and die.

Then his savior showed up. In all his black leather and chains, Eddie fucking Munson.

Hallelujah.

Hargrove seemed to back down the moment Munson showed up. Which wasn’t too strange considering that Munson supplied over half of Hawkins’ weed supply. Including Steve’s own for a while. He hasn’t bought in a while cause of the brat brigade.

But not the point.

Hargrove nodded to Munson. “Munson.”

Wow. Real cool, Billy. Steve held back a snicker.

“Heeyyy, Hargrove!” Munson cheerily greeted. But there was something about his smile that was off, to Steve. It seemed tighter than usual, his eyes not crinkling with the motion like normal. Don’t ask why Steve knows this.

Munson’s eyes seemed darker, too. Like he was angry. Maybe Hargrove didn’t pay him? Steve couldn’t bother to care with how bad his head started to pound.

He shouldn’t be at work with this migraine. He knows that. His doctor’s told him this multiple times. But he owes it to Robin for being late so much and he needs to prove to his dad that he can take care of himself.

“So what brings you here, Billy?” Munson asks casually, stepping farther into the shop. Steve seems to finally be forgotten about, and he places his head down on the counter. The cooled surface definitely helps with the spinning room.

He hears Hargrove say something back, but he isn’t paying attention anymore. His eyes are stating to go blurry and he really needs to sit down. But then Munson says something that catches his attention:

“Just leave Harrington alone, man. Last I checked he did nothing to you.”

What the hell? Steve wished he could lift his head and see what Munson was doing. What he looked like when he said that. If he looked as mean as he sounded.

Steve only lifts his head a few moments later when he feels a hand on his back. He shoots up quicker than he intends, and nearly falls back down if not for the hands still holding him up.

“Shit,” he grumbles quietly to himself, whining even quieter at the sudden rush of pain and the black dots in his vision.

“Easy there, your highness.” Munson.

Steve blinks slowly, letting Munson set him down in a booth. He doesn’t remember walking over but he’ll take it. He puts his head back down and intertwines his fingers behind his head. He groans quietly again, the pounding slowly receding.

“Hey man, is there something we could do? Do you need anything?” He heard Munson ask.

We? Steve wants to ask, but finds himself not caring. “Water, and my bag from the back please,” he rasps out. Talking makes the pounding worse.

He hears someone rush off to the back and a moment later a hands on his back again and is helping him sit up.

“Here ya go sweetheart.” Munson slides the glass of water and bag over to him.

Steve silently reaches into his bag and pulls out his small “to-go” med-kit. He carries it around mainly for the kids. Mike tends to be clumsier than he comes off as and Max is always trying out some new skateboarding tricks. From inside the kit he pulls out a pill bottle and swallows 2 with the water and goes for another 2 before a hand stops him.

“I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to take more than 2.” This voice is new but familiar. Steve squints past the blurriness and makes out someone he recognizes from school; Gareth Emerson.

“4,” Steve manages past the lump in his throat. Munson, Emerson, and someone else Steve doesn’t quite know look at him. Munson continues to hold Steve’s hand on the table, rubbing his thumb over his knuckles. It weirdly intimate but the comfort is very welcome.

“4 what?” The other guy asks.

“4 pills. I usually take 4.”

Munson and Emerson both wince. The third guy looks at him like he’s insane. Steve finally recognizes him as Jeff,… something. He actually never got his last name.

“Dude— are you trying to overdose!?”

Steve winced at the sudden loudness, whining quietly. Munson shushed Jeff and Steve heard him rush out an apology.

The bell over the door dinged at that moment, and Steve found himself face to face with Max, Mike, Will, Lucas, and— for some reason— Jonathan.

“Uh— hi?” Steve attempted for a greeting.

“‘Hi!?’” Mike yelled. “Hi yourself man! We called your walkie at least 4 times!! What the hell?”

“Are you ok? Why didn’t you answer?” Will asked in a much quieter tone.

Lucas and Max wasted no time before slotting themselves in the booth with Steve. Munson remained across from Steve, and Emerson and Jeff now hovered farther away, but Lucas slid right in next to Munson and Max next to Steve.

“What the fuck, Harrington?” Max demanded. But she clung to his shirt tightly.

“Language, Mayfield,” he reprimanded quietly.

Mike paused where he stood. “Why are you talking so quietly? Shit— do you have a migraine?”

Suddenly 4 pairs of little eyes were gazing at him with unmasked concern. Holy shit was this overwhelming.

“Guys—“

“Why didn’t you say that, Steve?” Lucas asked.

“Are you ok? How long has it been going on for? Asked Will.

“Why are even here if you’re not able to function properly?” Mike reprimanded in his own caring-ness.

Max clutched to him tighter. “Why aren’t you at home? You could’ve called in sick or something!”

“Shhh!” Mike shushed her.

“Don’t shush me—“

“Shut up!” He whisper shouted. “You have to be quiet and try to control your temperature while resting in a dark, quiet room to try and help with migraines. Pain killers help to but no more than 3.”

Everyone stared at him. He went a little pink under the sudden attention.

“Nancy gets migraines a lot from reading in the dark.”

Jonathan came over right then. Steve was suddenly overwhelmed by all the people surrounding him.

“Uhm—“

“Hey,” Munson called. Steve forgot about him for a good moment. “This is cute and all, but maybe we should not surround him? Poor boy looks like he’s gonna cry.”

Everyone turned to look at him. Tears had— in fact— sprung to his eyes.

“Sorry!” All the kids rushed out quietly at the same time. Max climbed out of the booth and Munson and Jonathan both assisted with helping Steve to the break room. Jeff and Emerson stayed with the kids, but Mike came with them since he seemed to know what he was doing better than the 3 of them.

On their way back to the room though, Steve’s legs nearly gave out from under him. Shit. It’s one of those days. Munson just barely managed to catch him under the armpits while Jonathan got him by the waist.

“Woah there, sweetheart.” Munson grunted.

“Careful, Steve,” Jonathan said quietly.

“Sorry. Spinning.” Steve exhaled shakily.

Mike came rushing back after realized they weren’t with him. “Damn. Spinning? Are you able to walk? Or are they gonna have to carry you?”

Jonathan looked up at the mention of having to carry Steve. “Yeah— I’m not able to carry him. I am so not strong enough for that.” He had the decency to look apologetic.

Munson chuckled quietly and the sound reverberated through his chest where Steve’s head was. It was soothing.

“Don’t worry Big Byers. I’ve got him no problem.”

Steve was given no warning before he was being picked up in a bridal carry. He winced sharply and laid his head on Munson’s shoulder. Jonathan whistled lowly from somewhere beside them and Steve blindly kicked his leg in his direction, scoring in kicking him in the arm. Jonathan snickered.

…

When Munson chased off Hargrove he didn’t expect for Harrington to all but collapse in on himself and try to fucking overdose on like 5 pain killers. He also hadn’t expected to be bombarded by 4 kids and 1 Jonathan Byers. Least of all did he expect to be carrying Harrington bridal style to the break room of Scoops Ahoy.

Somewhere behind him, Gareth turned the sign on the door to closed. Eddie silently thanked him.

The kid— who he vaguely remembers as Nancy Wheeler’s younger brother— opens the door and startles a half asleep Robin Buckley.

“Hello,” Jonathan throws her way before pulling a chair out for Eddie to sit on.

“Uh— hi? What the hell—“

Eddie takes the seat with Harrington in his lap. Robin looks dumbfounded.

“Migraine,” Jonathan helpfully supplies.

“Really, really bad migraine. Vertigo included. Full package tonight, folks.” Mike adds.

“Ok— um, is he ok? He doesn’t look ok. If it was so bad why didn’t he just call in sick?”

“That’s a good question,” Mike retorts quietly while rooting around in a freezer.

“What are you looking for”, Robin asks.

“Ice pack. The dumbass has everything in that first aid kit of his except a damn ice pack.”

“Language,” Harrington reprimanded quietly from where his cheek was against Eddie’s chest. Eddie chuckled quietly when Mike retorted with a half-assed “sorry”.

Eddie couldn’t help but admire the now sleeping Harrington in his lap. He bent in half like a shrimp, his knees just about to his chest, and his hands gripping tightly onto Eddie’s still-Pepsi-soaked t-shirt. But he looked so at peace while asleep. Like he hadn’t just had the worst migraine Eddie’s ever seen and wasn’t just about to pass out on his feet. Eddie smiled.

Mike comes over silently, managing to sneak up on Eddie and make him jump slightly and causing Harrington to whine. He’d been whining a lot today. And under “different circumstances” Eddie would’ve found it hot as fuck.

“Sorry,” Mike whispered. He seemed to be able mellow out a lot when he actually tried. He seemed like such an asshole out at the booth but now he seems quieter. These kids really cared about Harrington, huh?

“Here.” Jonathan helped him out and gently picked up Harrington’s head. Eddie caught Harrington actually kind of leaning into his touch. A strange but endearing friendship. Mike placed the ice pack— now wrapped in a cloth— on Eddie’s chest where Harrington’s head lays.

Harrington lays back down and is out like a light soon enough.

Eddie zoned out until there’s a very, very soft knock on the door. When he looks up, Jonathan is letting the other 3 kids in while Jeff and Gareth stand in the doorway.

“Is he ok?” Asks Jonathan’s little brother.

Jonathan nods and pats his head. “He’s ok, Will.”

The redhead walks over and takes a silent seat next to Eddie so she’s next to Harrington. She takes Harrington’s hand in hers and proceeds to just sit there and hold it.

“He’s ok, Max. Just a migraine,” the third kid, Lucas he thinks, reassures with a hand on Max’s shoulder.

“That’s what he said before. And then he was in the hospital.”

Woah, what?

“Hm?” Lucas looks at him.

Oh. He said that aloud.

“Wait what?” Robin asked quietly.

Jonathan’s whistled lowly. It seems to be a bit of a tic for him. “Yeah uh— funny story. Hargrove broke a plate over Steve’s head last year and nobody realized how bad it actually was until he passed out after claiming it was only a migraine.”

“He ended up in the hospital for like 2 weeks,” added Lucas.

“He needed several stitches on the side of his head.” Max unhappily supplied. Lucas squeezed her shoulder.

“It was a stage 4 concussion,” muttered Will and Mike put his head on his shoulder.

Eddie caught Gareth and Jeff’s eyes across the break room. Huh.

The Will kid came up to Eddie suddenly. “Thank you. For uh— helping with Steve. It means a lot to us. He means a lot to us.”

Mike, Max, and Lucas all nodded.

“Hang on,” Lucas piped up. “Who are you?”

…

So uh— set myself up for a part 2 there :’D

Part 2

#stranger things #steve harrington #dustin henderson #mike wheeler #eddie munson #robin buckley #will byers #max mayfield #lucas sinclair #jonathan byers #nancy wheeler #corroded coffin #steve harrington x eddie munson #steddie hcs #steddie fics #steddie #steve harrington whump #steve harrington gets killer migraines #the boy has 3 and counting concussions

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