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steviesbicrisis · 9 months

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Dustin had been waiting this moment for months.

Mind you, Dustin isn’t one to bring up his personal life to the public at any chance he gets, but a part of him really wants everyone to know his role in one of the most important up-coming weddings of the year.

“So, I’ve heard you had a big role in all of this, what happened?” The host asks, on the edge of his seat.

“Well, I know Eddie cause we’ve done some livestreams together, we’ve met a couple of times and he seemed cool. And I know Steve cause, other than working together, he’s basically a brother to me, you know-” the audience interrupts him with a big ‘aaaaw’ sound and loud clapping.

“I think you misunderstood me, he’s the type of older brother who is no fun and makes you wish either of you was adopted.”

The audience laughs.

“Anyways, we were all at a party and I introduced them and Eddie was, you know, immediately obsessed with Steve. But Steve was engaged at the time,” Dustin decides to not dwell on this part of the story, it was a very tough time for Steve and some of it was public enough to make it worse. Dustin is just happy that he can talk about Steve’s ex-fiancé in the past tense.

“Time goes on, and as soon as the news of Steve being single again hits the public, I get a call from one begging Eddie Munson-” he wasn’t really begging but Dustin wants to sell the story “-asking about Steve once again. Like, how was he? Was he fine? Ready to meet other people? and I was like 'I don't know dude, I don't ask him about his dating prospects daily' and that's when he asked for Steve's number."

Dustin takes a small pause before going into the next part of the story "Obviously I don't go around giving people Steve's number, and I get asked a lot," the audience laughs again, "so I do the decent thing and ask Steve can I give Eddie your number? is it okay?

And Steve goes all into this theatrical performance Oi, no, mamma mia," Dustin goes strong with the Italian accent "All these men, che palle, they never leave me alone. Oddio-”

The host interrupts him “wait, does Steve have this strong Italian accent?”

“Of course not, he was born in Indiana, I’m trying to sell the story man!” Dustin pretends to be annoyed and the host goes along with it, making the audience laugh and cheer.

“Anyways, he was trying to say no but clearly meant yes. So I gave Eddie the number and whatever Eddie did with it, must’ve been the right call.”

A photo of Steve’s engagement announcement appears behind them right after: Steve and Eddie’s hands, finger intertwined and matching rings.

“Clearly he did” the host agrees after the clapping and cheering from the audience dies down.

“And what about wedding gifts? Are you doing something with the whole group? Or is it a solo thing?” The host inquires.

“Uh, I gave Steve a husband?? He should be giving me gifts”.

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Predictably, the interview goes viral.

A few days later, Dustin comes back home to find a gift waiting for him.

It’s two VIP tickets for one of Eddie’s shows under his and Suzie’s name (a YouTuber friend Dustin didn’t have the courage to ask out, yet).

The note attached to the box is simple and very clear.

“Thank you, little shit. Now that we are even, the wedding gift is expected or you’ll be grounded.

See you at the wedding

S&E”

Despite being a twenty something, successful and independent since he was 17, Dustin takes the threat very seriously.

#inspired by Jessie Ferguson talking about Sofia Vergara’s wedding #a silly thing to come back to posting #yaaay #I love Dustin #they’re all internet famous #Eddie is a musician who started as a YouTuber and still makes videos sometimes #the party & Steve are famous for making content together regularly #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve and eddie #stranger things #steve x eddie #dustin henderson #YouTuber steve #streamer steve #streamer Dustin #musician Eddie

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livingdeadvoid · 1 year

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Musician!Eddie and Teacher!Steve breathes life into my corpse

Eddie would go on like tours and every year Steve would take like a week off to go on tour with him. So each year he has to explain to his new students about his husband and what he does. And some of his students (mostly the emo ones) recognize the name immediately and start freaking out because hey, my teacher is married to Eddie freaking Munson?? It's really funny to Eddie and Steve gets annoyed whenever people ask him if they can meet his husband.

I also love the idea that Steve has taught both little kids and teenagers. He is currently teaching 10th grade math because I said so.

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steddie-fanfic-recs · 1 month

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Wait! Who’s straight?!

by KayleeofCamelot

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Chrissy Cunningham, Jim "Chief" Hopper, Joyce Byers, Jeff (Stranger Things), Gareth (Stranger Things) Additional Tags: Original Character(s), Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), Alternate Universe - College/University, Roommates, Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates, Sharing a Room, Steve Harrington-centric, Dialogue Heavy, Romantic Comedy, Swimmer Steve Harrington, Teacher Steve Harrington, Musician Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson is a Dungeon Master (Dungeons & Dragons), Background Relationships, Minor Robin Buckley/Chrissy Cunningham, Platonic Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington, Lesbian Robin Buckley, Queer Chrissy Cunningham, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Gay Eddie Munson, Enemies to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Oblivious Eddie Munson, Gay Disaster Eddie Munson, Misunderstandings, One Shot, Eventual Smut, Unrequited Love, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Mutual Pining, Bad Date (not Steddie), Pipe Break, Smut tags, Loss of Virginity, Virgin Eddie Munson, First Time, Non-Penetrative Sex, Dry Humping, Coming In Pants, Blow Jobs, First Time Blow Jobs, Sharing a Bed, one bed, Accidental Cuddling Words: 17,780 Chapters: 1/1

Summary

When Steve gets into university on a full sports scholarship he is excited, to say the least. Without his dad’s money though, he’s forced to compensate for the cheapest accommodation: a student’s dorm with shared rooms. It’s not as bad as it sounds, at first. But as time goes on, his handsome roommate Eddie gets more and more obnoxious. He’s practically forcing Steve out of their shared room by either loud music, D&D meetings, deafening alarms or something else. It’s crystal clear he doesn’t want Steve around; until a pipe breaks and floods their apartment, forcing them to face each other, work together and more. Or: A story about two idiots, a dragging misunderstanding, Eddie acting like a feral cat, a broken pipe and one bed

#steddie #steddie fic rec #oneshot #10-25k #au modern #au no upside down #au college #roommates #musician eddie #enemies to lovers #misunderstandings #mutual pining #bed sharing

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inlovewithrain · 1 year

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"well my boyfriends in a band."

thinking about a drabble where Steve is Lana Del Rey and Eddie is the famous guitarist and frontman of Corroded Coffin, and people keep commenting on their similarities in their lyrics.

Eventually, a fan rambles on Twitter about how in Steve's song, 'Brooklyn Baby,' mentions his boyfriend's in a band, and then talks about how the man is older than Steve. Steve is 22 whilst Eddie is 27. However, the thing that sets them all back is Steve mentions the name Billy instead of Eddie. Still, the thread gets millions of likes and it's trending on about every social platform, and the whole world practically shakes on its core when Eddie posts a photo on his Instagram story of himself in bed, a face nuzzled against his bare chest.

The face of Steve Harrington.

Even better, they show up to the Grammy's together, and Steve preforms 'Video Games,' all while staring at Eddie the entire time.

#eddie x steve #steddie #lana del rey is so steddie coded #i can't even #especially born to die #singer!steve harrington #singer steve harrington #musician eddie #famous eddie munson #steddie drabble

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lingeringmirth · 8 days

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what never should've been broken

Written for @whumpril day 19. "I need you."

Stranger Things | Eddie Munson centric, past steddie| Rating: G | Words: 10 | Drabble, Angst, post-breakup, Corroded Coffin makes it big, Musician Eddie, Hurt Steve Harrington.

Also here on AO3.

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Eddie Munson hasn’t been back to Hawkins in ten years. A decade has passed since he left it behind for fame and fortune, thinking it would be better that way.

It hadn’t been better that way.

Then, when ten years have passed, after Corroded Coffin has become world-famous and they have three albums under their belt, he gets the call.

‘I need you.’

It immediately disconnects and they don’t even say their name but he knows. It’s time to go back and try to patch up what never should have been broken, he just hopes that he can.

For Steve.

#whumpril2024 #whumprilday19 #prompt: “i need you”#stranger things fanfic #angst #past steddie #eddie munson centric #drabble #corroded coffin #musician eddie #post-breakup #hurt steve harrington

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bmodiwrites · 1 year

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After the Battle of Star Court, Steve finds himself floundering. He's losing sleep and his mind without a solution in sight. As luck would have it, Steve stumbles upon a sign for art therapy classes. Not knowing they're going to change his life, Steve signs up. Fast forward a few months and Steve is apprenticing at a tattoo shop in Hawkins when his very existence gets turned upside down again. Can a flock of bats really bring two people together? Or are Eddie and Steve just that meant to be? Read chapter 1 to find out what Steve makes of his life when Eddie comes walking back into it.

Eager hands brought the book down where they both could see it. Her eyes flicked across the page, then grew two sizes wider. Before Steve could ask what she thought, Robin dragged the sketch pad a little closer to her face, looking at all the small details.

“This is a legit comic strip. Very badass of you, Steve. You made me into a hero!” Robin’s face was split open wide with an overwhelming smile.

Steve took the book back from her gently, flipping through a handful of the pages until he got to the beginning of the strip. He leaned in so Robin could see the sketches, too. “I’ve done eight panels so far. I’m putting you through every adventure I can think of. Seeing how you fare.”

“No shit. This is legit. Like, really good – “ Robin sounded breathless, almost as if she was impressed. “I knew you were taking art classes… but I didn’t expect you to be this talented. Or expressive.”

“I fell in love with the way shutting off and putting pencil to paper made me feel. When I’m not at work or with you, I’m drawing something. Aside from my natural talent,” Steve said, slapping the book jokingly, “I’ve had a lot of practice.”

“Steve, I’m impressed. Could you make this into a weekly thing? I like the idea of having a series drawn in my honor.” And though she meant those words as they were, Steve heard the affection they carried, too. She didn’t need to say she was moved for Steve to know she was. The way her eyes hadn’t left the page spoke the truth loudly enough. Or maybe their friendship was that easy to navigate. Steve didn’t doubt Robin a single bit.

She was his hero. Robin had to know that.

Read all of chapter 1 on AO3!

Tagging (please let me know if you want to be added to the taglist for chapter 2 by comment below!): @writer-in-theory, @zerokrox-blog, @whatthefuccck, @patchworkgargoyle

#steddie #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve harrington x eddie munson #steve harrington/eddie munson #steve x eddie #steve/eddie #steddie fic #steddie fanfic #steddie fics #steddie au #tattoo artist steve #musician eddie #chapter 1 on ao3 #ao3 #bobbie writes #the architect of this cage

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idiotcurls · 9 months

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IMAGINE THIS!

In my Rockstar AU, Eddie isn't the suave, cat like, sexy, wild man, he usually is portrayed like in ffs.. He's at the beginning of his career and quite awkward, afraid no one will turn up to see their small venue gigs. Don't get me wrong, he is still very good at what he is doing. He puts his heart and soul into his songs, he has a presence on stage. People who come to his gigs are swept off their feet. Eddie does not see that yet. He walks up and down the backstage area, before he goes on stage, hoping he won't mess up the new riff he wrote the day before.

Eddie ADORES Steve because he seems to have is life in order. Going to school, working as a student teacher, he is doing something good for the world, teaching the kids, while he sees himself as an idiot with a guitar, who does fuck all. In the beginning Steve also thinks Eddie is just an idiot with a guitar. But listening to him play live, he is fucking moved by his music. One of the acustic tracks made him tear up a little. But he is not ready to admit that to his face.

#steddie #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #rockstar au #musician eddie #teacher steve

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punchyhorse · 2 years

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More Smuggler crew! To pass the long nights, the crew enjoy reenacting different plays, hodgepodging together some semblance of a coherent script from what they collectively remember. Eddie, somehow, has the best recollection and therefore often ends up acting out the entire play himself. Their favourites are The Tempest and A Midsummer’s Night Dream. Some other favourites of Story Time are anything involving Arthurian legend or magic, including any folklore they pick up from people at different ports.

Max is absolutely, 100% Scottish and ready to throw hands at all times

Nancy Wheeler is judgemental until either disproven or distracted. Robin is proving to be a highly effective distraction. (Also, Robin deserves tickets to the Gun Show. Sailing is hard work. Steve won’t admit it, but he wants to be like her, ever since she destroyed him in an arm wrestling match. That was the beginning of their beautiful platonic best friendship. On an unrelated note, Nancy highly appreciates a set of nicely sculpted arms)

Something about Violinist Eddie calls to me. Given that they were still using cat gut strings, there’s not much in the way of dynamics, but he still goes as hard as possible in his solos. He plays guitar too, more often, but the violin is👌🏻 Robin goes equally hard on her natural trumpet. The trumpet we’re familiar with won’t be invented for some time yet. (I wanted his favourite piece to be The Devil’s Trill by Tartini, but it doesn’t debut until 1799 apparently and this is nebulously set in the early 1700s so. Get fucked I guess)

Dialogue;

Nancy: What in the World is everyone so excited about?

Robin, vibrating and about to info dump hard, squeezing Nancy’s cheeks: It’s STORY time!

Nancy, startled: MMmff?

Robin, oblivious: we’re doing the Tempest! Eddie plays Ariel -perfectly- and Max’s Miranda is hilarious even though it’s not supposed to be and

Nancy, no longer listening: *bi panic*

#steddie #preslash #ronance #stranger things 4 #smuggler AU #eddie Munson #Robin Buckley #Nancy wheeler #eleven #jane hopper #max mayfield #musician eddie #musician Robin #go off El!#max is her tiny angry Scottish cheerleader

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steviesbicrisis · 2 years

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Steve, halfway through his internship as a nurse, is working a double shift at the E.R. and he hates every second of it. It's late, mostly drunk people making stupid mistakes come to the E.R. at this hour and he has no patience left to give.

He's daydreaming about his bed and pillow at home when his friend and colleague, doc. Nancy Wheeler, calls him for an emergency: as if to prove his theory about drunkards and stupid mistakes, a dumbass decided it was a good idea to bite a fucking bat during a concert.

Steve wants to kill him, no matter how cute he is, or the fact that he's shamelessly flirting with him.

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Eddie, still high after the concert: go out with me, cutie

Steve, unimpressed: sorry I can’t go out with people who have rabies, it’s my best friend’s number one fear

Eddie, screaming: I HAVE RABIES???

Nancy: You don’t have rabies.

Steve: maybe. We’re still running tests.

Eddie: you’re so mean

Eddie: jokes on you, I’m very much attracted to evil.

#steddie #incorrect steddie #nancy wheeler #the fruity four #bi steve harrington #nurse steve #musician eddie #gay eddie munson #steve and eddie #steve harrington #steve x eddie #eddie munson #steddie on cracks #sbc writes #incorrect quotes #prompts

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the-side-blog777 · 1 year

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youtube

This song is Eddie munson coded

#melanie martinez #eddie munson #joseph quinn #stranger things #st season 4 #rockstar!eddie munson #stranger things season four #joesph quinn #hellfire club #rockstar!eddie #stranger things series #musician eddie #Youtube

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hairmetal666 · 3 months

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They start kissing on stage as a joke.

The night before the first time, they're at an afterparty, pounding shots, and Eddie is reading aloud a piece that just came out in Rolling Stone. "'One of the most noteworthy parts of Munson and Harrington's unlikely pairing is their chemistry on stage. It's like these two men--one on his way to being the latest metal god, the other an indie rock wunderkind--are two parts of one musical whole. Their singing, their playing, even their bodies twine and flow with assuredness; where one goes, the other follows without question. They share a single brain-cell and that cell is music'."

Steve giggles, pours some more Grey Goose into the glass. "If they say that now, could you imagine what would happen if we, like, kissed on stage or something."

"What the fuck, Harrington?" Eddie splutters, having just thrown a drink back.

"I don't know, other bands do it!"

Eddie snorts. "I'm cutting you off." He reaches for the bottle and the suggestion is forgotten for wrestling over the liquor.

Steve barely remembers it in the morning. Doesn't think about it at all as he gets ready to go out on stage.

They're playing one of the instrumental breakdowns when it happens. They're leaning into each other, Eddie smiling over his shoulder at him, their eyes locked, bodies moving together. "You wanna?" Eddie mouths at him.

Steve nods before the question actually registers and by then Eddie's warm, soft mouth is against his and he just-- completely forgets what he's doing. His hands still on the guitar strings, and he melts a little, going completely boneless when Eddie grips the back of his head, pulls him deeper into the kiss. t's over almost as quickly as it started, Eddie pulling away and swirling to the mic to start the next verse.

The kiss sinks into Steve's bones, and that's before it becomes a regular feature of their performances. After that night, they're never at the same time during the show, all initiated by Eddie, all over before he can catch his breath; each one chaste and surrounded by people but somehow more intimate than any make out.

He and Eddie, they're friends, bandmates, collaborators. They've known each other since they first started out, forging an immediate connection with they stumbled upon each other hiding out in the garden at some industry bigwig's party. And as much as he loved his friend, never once in that time had Steve considered wanting Eddie.

But now, now he falls asleep with the ghost of Eddie on his lips, goes into each show with a thrum of anticipation, catches himself thinking how beautiful his friend is when he's all rumpled and disheveled from a night in the tour bus bunks.

They've always been easy with physical affection, but once the kissing starts they're constantly in each other's space, idly playing with hair, laying across laps, heads on shoulders, twisting together on the tour bus couch. Steve is ruined with every touch, every moment; he can't get enough.

The first time Eddie uses tongue destroys every last piece of Steve's composure. They've added a new song to the setlist, a remixed version of Eddie's hit "Prince Charming". It's hard, heavy, sexy, one of Steve's favorites. And in the middle of it, right in the middle, Eddie shoves him against a low platform, kisses him like he's trying to own him, tongues twining eager and wet and full of sinful promise. It's like that every show after, Eddie kissing him deep and thorough, like he's trying to lick up every drop of Steve.

He is, unquestionably, fucked. Unquestionably falling. Can't properly fathom how he'd gotten himself here, desperate for Eddie's kiss, as performative as it may be.

They're packing up equipment after a show. Eddie's hair is piled in a messy bun and Steve is trying not to blatantly stare at the curve of his neck, the stray curls against his pale skin. Eddie's gesturing at something, says, "Can you grab those cords, swee--Steve?" He hands them over without thought, notices that Eddie's face is shining red. He's called away to deal with packing the guitars, forgets all about it, but at their next show, Eddie doesn't kiss him.

They don't talk about it.

Eddie doesn't try to kiss him again.

A week after Eddie stops the kiss, they have a night off between shows. He needs to get out of his head, goes out with Robin. He gets back fairly early, but all the lights are off in the bus. It makes him panic in a way it shouldn't; they've always done their own things. Still, he rushes on board, flips on the lights, his absurd heart beating too hard.

Eddie is curled up on the couch, face pressed to the pillows and covered with his hands. The panic kicks up a notch.

"Eddie?" He steps closer, slowly reaching out to grip Eddie's shoulder.

He jerks upright, earbuds slipping free, phone sliding down his hip. "Steve?"

His face is wet, tears actively slipping free from his eyes as Steve watches.

"What happened? Are you hurt?" His hands flutter around Eddie's arms and face, searching for bruises or wounds.

"I'm fine, Harrington," he chokes out. "Though you were out with Robin?"

"Yeah, I was, but Chrissy called. You know how useless she gets. But that doesn't--you--you're crying. What's wrong?"

Eddie's smile is a wobbly little thing, refusing to stick on his face. "Oh, you know, the usual. Fell for the wrong guy."

Steve forces down the gut churning hurt at hearing that Eddie's in love with someone, intent on comforting his friend. He tries to slip his arm around Eddie's shoulders, but Eddie shrugs him off. It jostles Eddie's phone again, slipping it toward Steve and activating the screen. He has a split second where he's looking at the cover of his own first album, before Eddie's snatching it out of reach, scrambling up from the couch.

"I'm fine." He swipes his sleeve over his face. "It's nothing."

And Steve is putting it all together, the being in love and listening to Steve's music, the kissing and how it ended.--

"Eddie." He sounds all wrong, choked and garbled.

Eddie doesn't turn around, is stuffing his feet into his boots. "I'm--I gotta go clear my head."

He walks towards the door and Steve just--"I've been obsessed with you since the first kiss," he says. Eddie stops, hand curled against the door. "We've been friends all this time and I didn't--I never realized. And then we kissed and--it's all I've been able to think about."

Eddie turns then, facing him, expression unreadable."Steve, what are you--"

"I love you. I'm in love with you." It comes out fast, all jumbled, but he can't stand Eddie leaving, not now.

"You--?" Eddie blinks, bites his lip. "That's not possible."

Steve smiles, can't help it. "It is, though. Turns out, I can't get enough."

Their eyes lock; neither speaks. Steve's heart pounds so hard it might spring free of his chest. Eddie moves first, crosses the small distance between them to pull Steve into his arms.

It's not a kiss, but Steve buries his face against Eddie's neck, breathing him in, feeling the echo to the pound of his own heart. "How long?" Steve asks.

Eddie's soft laugh vibrates through him. "Since I saw you walking in that garden and thought, 'jesus christ, Prince Charming is real'."

Steve pulls away to stare at Eddie in disbelief. "But that's--your--the song?"

"They're kinda all about you, Stevie. But that one most of all." Eddie whispers. His eyes glisten.

"Fuck, Eddie." He doesn't mean to whine, but he's not in control of his voice anymore. "I'm sorry I didn't--" He shakes his head. "I'm all yours, Ed. Whatever you want."

Eddie's thumb catches against Steve's bottom lips, eyes transfixed on his mouth. "Everything, sweetheart. I want it all."

#steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #ficlet #bandmates steve and eddie #musician au #fluff #angst #eddie munson has a crush on steve harrington #oblivious steve harrington #eventual mutual pining #kissing on stage #it's a joke. until it isn't #this is because boygenius won a bunch of grammys #all award shows are fake and the grammys are the most fake of all but still #if the tour bus is rockin' etc etc etc #grey goose got your girl feeling loose

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steddie-fanfic-recs · 3 months

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Destroy the Silence (Drummer Steve)

by ArtaxLivs

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Robin Buckley, Gareth (Stranger Things), Unnamed Freak (Stranger Things), Nancy Wheeler, Jonathan Byers, Argyle (Stranger Things) Additional Tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Misunderstandings, Healthy Communication, Safe Sane and Consensual, Kink Negotiation, Light BDSM, Hand & Finger Kink, A medium one, Competence Kink, Honesty, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Spanking, Drummer Steve Harrington, Developing Relationship, Steve Harrington's Bare Chest, Eddie thirsting for Steve, Top Steve Harrington, Bottom Eddie Munson, Service Top Steve Harrington, Steve just likes taking care of people, Eddie likes taking care of Steve, Gratuitous Smut, Lots of plot though too Words: 17,102 Chapters: 1/1

Summary

It’s the spinning that does it. Eddie couldn’t look away if someone paid him. Every single time it happens, he just stops what he’s doing and stares. Drooling. Before, it was just kitchen utensils or the baseball bat. Now...now it’s at band practice every day. As it turns out, Steve can actually keep rhythm really well and while he can’t read music to save his ass, he understands beats and notes like a natural. The problem is- the problem is, that he keeps spinning those fucking drumsticks and Eddie’s gonna jizz in his goddamn jeans one of these days. OR - Steve becomes the drummer for Corroded Coffin and Eddie can't handle his thirst

#steddie #steddie fic rec #oneshot #10-25k #angst #hurt/comfort #misunderstandings #musician eddie #musician steve

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steddieas-shegoes · 1 month

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Steve grows up playing piano, absolutely hates it, but is so good at it. His parents aren’t around enough by the time he’s a teen to force him to his practices, so he slowly stops going.

His music teacher happens to be Robin’s mom, who studied at Juilliard, and traveled for nearly a decade with various orchestras and bands before settling down with her husband in Hawkins.

She can see what’s going on with Steve from day one, but knows better than to interfere.

Until he quits.

She can’t stand by and let someone so musically gifted give it up.

She shows up at his house with a violin, her own violin that she hadn’t used in years.

He’s hesitant at first, but decides to give it a try as long as she doesn’t tell his parents. The last thing he wants is for them to find out he picked up a new instrument.

She can’t give him official lessons, so she shows up to his house twice a week and hopes that he practices in his own time.

He’s a natural.

He takes to it like a duck to water.

She encourages him to perform in a local talent show, all kids under 18, most of them not half as talented as he is.

He only agrees when she says she’ll be front row.

And sure enough, for once in his life, someone shows up when they say they will. She’s sitting front row with her husband on one side and her daughter on the other. She smiles as he takes the stage, nervous about people who know him seeing him and reporting back to his parents.

He performs with heart, something he lacked with the piano. He performs with talent, something he may have with any instrument he picks up.

But most importantly, he plays with a smile. He’s having fun.

He sticks around to watch some of the other people performing: Tammy Thompson singing a very out of tune rendition of America The Beautiful, some kid from one of his classes playing piano miserably, and some band performing very loud, very angry music.

Steve wins, and for once, it feels better than when he wins at a swim meet or basketball game.

He spends the next three years secretly practicing, only performing in shows out of town, never saying anything to his parents.

He doesn’t want them to ruin this for him.

He applies to Juilliard, not thinking he has a chance in hell, not with his academic grades.

Luckily, they see that he’s “exceptional with the strings” and “plays with emotion that can’t be trained.”

He gets in.

He goes.

He thinks he may actually be able to do this, use a gift he has to make his life better.

His parents even find it acceptable, mostly because he got into the best school he could have. They still don’t bother showing up for his shows, but Mrs. Buckley always finds a way.

In his sophomore year, Robin gets in, and they both move into a small apartment off campus together. He promised to look out for her.

She tells him that music wasn’t really her passion, she was just good with a trumpet. She really wanted to be an engineer.

In his junior year, Robin transfers to Columbia, starts doing what she really wanted to do from the start. He’s proud of her, but misses having someone on campus during the day to have lunch with.

Until he stumbles, literally, into someone vaguely familiar.

“Sorry, man. Running late.”

Steve pats the man on the shoulder and turns to get to his class when the man stops him.

“Harrington? You’re a student here?”

He turns back and finally recognizes the man in front of him.

“Munson? When did you get here?”

“I got in this year. Kinda fucked up my first audition last year and they were kind enough to give me another shot.” Eddie smiled. “What on earth are you here for?”

“Violin. You?”

“Guitar and songwriting.”

“That’s great, man. I’m just really running late. Catch up soon?”

Soon was two weeks later, when Steve ran into Eddie again while leaving class.

“We should probably stop running into each other like this,” Eddie smirked. “The universe is trying to tell us something.”

“What’s it trying to tell us?”

“Not sure. Maybe we should go grab dinner and find out.”

“Now?”

“Why not? Got better plans?”

Steve thought about how Robin was barely at the apartment due to studying for midterms. He thought about how his only other friend from here was busy rehearsing for their senior showcase.

“Nah. Let me bring this home first,” he held up his violin case. “Actually.”

Steve was on a budget. His parents gave him money, sure, but they thought he was living on campus so the money they sent covered rent and groceries and nothing else.

“I could make dinner. If you want?”

“Steve Harrington cooks? And plays violin?” Eddie fake swooned. “Be still my beating heart. How will I not be seduced?”

Steve rolled his eyes. He remembered Eddie’s dramatics from school and knew better than to feed into them.

“I can make some spaghetti. Nothing fancy.”

“Spaghetti sounds great,” Eddie’s fake swoon turned to a soft smile. “You want some help?”

Steve didn’t need help, usually didn’t even want any.

But something about the way his stomach dipped when Eddie stepped closer, and the way he thought about having Eddie in his apartment, made him agree.

“Sure.”

They walked to Steve’s apartment in a comfortable silence, though Eddie kept tapping the back of his fingers against Steve’s hand.

Eddie fit next to Steve. They cooked together, they ate together, they even managed to clean up together. It was easy to find something to talk about. He’d never clicked with anyone like this, not even Robin.

By the time Robin came home, Steve and Eddie were both passed out on the couch, fingers laced together as if they hadn’t been brave enough to do anything more before they fell asleep.

By morning, Steve’s head was on Eddie’s shoulder, Eddie’s arm wrapped around him loosely.

Waking up to a soft kiss on his lips was something Steve couldn’t have imagined when he first ran into Eddie, but he was pretty glad it was how he started his day.

And almost every day after that, whether he woke up to a kiss, or met up with Eddie on campus for a kiss, he started his day with love on his lips.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #headcanon #drabble #musician Steve Harrington #musician eddie munson #we love alternate meetings in this house #we’re gonna say it’s a modern au to make things simpler #just go with it

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zivazivc · 4 months

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this came to me in a dream

Floyd's emo ass and a techno troll could make scene kids...! Do you see my vision??? . . . Ravin is Happy Hardcore and Eddy M is Synth-Pop, that's how troll genetics work, right?

anyway...

i don't think floyd leads a proud life

#this is meant as crack but you know he booked from there like no tomorrow #just being honest #trolls #dreamworks trolls #trolls 3 #trolls band together #trolls floyd #techno trolls #my art #trolls oc #ravin #eddy m #someone pat me on the back because of the names #scene #scenecore #the only acceptable way for scene trolls to be conceived is with the help of drugs lmao #i completely redid ravin's hair like 4 times to get it right...#anyway #you can't convince me that floyd left to go peruse a solo career at the age of what 13? and didn't get at least a little fucked up #you can't tell me a kid musician traveling alone with his gay little earring wouldn't attract people with bad intentions #anyway.#eye strain #neon colors #happy hardcore #S3RL #synth-pop #Breathe Carolina #i feel like i should tag this mpreg... but i don't wanna #ex bandmates

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kitchen-spoon · 3 months

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Steddie strangers to lovers. They meet because they commute on the same train everyday. Eddie has the NYT crossword and he does it everyday. One day after 2 months of them riding together he asks steve for his help.

Eddie’s like ‘u look smart what do u think?’ And Steve who has been told he is an idiot or stupid or dumb every day of his life is like “its just the suit I’m not good at smart stuff like that.”

And Eddie is like ‘no way I bet you can help with the sports section at least. I mean look at me, if we’re going off stereotypes I’m hopeless.” It get’s Steve to blush and he cracks and helps.

Everyday after that they do the puzzle together, Steve eventually helping outside of just the sports section so Eddie can prove to him just how smart he knows he is.

#eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie #steve x eddie #stranger things ships #stranger things #stranger things one shot #strangers to lovers #meet cute #nerd eddie munson #jock steve harrington #gay eddie munson #gay steve harrington #alternate universe no upsidown #alternate universe #alternate universe the 90’s #flirty #musician eddie munson #eddie munson has peircings and tattoos

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