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Nightmare Steve: Yes, but how do I know that you’re dating me for my heart and not for my international criminal empire?
Evil!Elder Blue Steve: Because your international criminal empire is what you do, and not who you are.
Nightmare Steve: That is so sweet I might just stab someone.
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Murkmire DLC concepts
Concept art for The Elder Scrolls: Online
Are by Steve Shi
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ash3 · 2 months
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They will steal the sweetroll!...
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sp0o0kylights · 9 months
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Gareth didn’t know who had “almost running over a bloodied and very clearly drugged survivor of--if said survivor could be believed-- a mall fire” on their 1985 bingo card, but he’d like a fucking word.
Particularly considering Steve Harrington kept panicking anytime either he or Eddie even hinted at taking him to a hospital.
Instead he insisted, like some kind of bad action movie hero, that he was “perfectly fine” and that it was “not nearly as bad as it looked.”
Both of which might have been believable had he not twice gotten distracted by Gareth’s drums (sitting next to them both, on account of Corroded Coffin having played at the Hideout that night) asking rambling questions that constantly outed him as being high as hell.
Nevermind the fact that Gareth kept finding more blood.
“Really, it’s--mm.” Steve said, wincing as Gareth found yet another wound. “Not bad.”
“I don’t know how a fire even did this.” Gareth shot back, trying to figure out what stain he needed to press on without taking Steve’s shirt off.
Harrington raised a hand. “Service elevator.” He identified.
He made a whooshing noise, following his hand as it dropped back to his chest. “Slammed right into the floor.”
Gareth winced.
“There was a lot of shit in that elevator besides us.” Steve added, and it was moments like this where Gareth could almost believe the guy was sober, until Harrington followed it up with yet another rant about Russians and Russian Truth Serum.
Right as Gareth found another wet spot.
“Fuck the speed limit, Harrington’s bleeding out on me back here!" Gareth called, voice loud and frantic. 
Sure that might have been dramatic but then, so were Steve’s injuries. 
"Sorry babe." Brown eyes, pupils blown wide from drugs stared up at him with an easy smile, at odds with his beaten face.
In a tone so unimpressed, a middle school teacher would have envied him, Gareth said; "That is not my name."
Harrington didn't even blink. "I know. It's Gareth."
That took him aback.
"I really don't know how to feel about you knowing that." He admitted, half to keep Steve talking, and half as a distraction when he finally figured out which wound needed pressure the most (and then pressed on it.) 
Apparently whatever the hell made up “Russian truth serum” was some strong shit, because in a tone so utterly honest (and thus entirely unlike the Steve Harrington that had ruled Hawkins High halls) Harrington said; "Good things, I hope."
Then winked.
What the fuck.
"Eddie drive faster!" Gareth yelled over his shoulder. “I think he’s dying!”
(He wasn’t, but given the flirting, Gareth wasn’t taking any chances.)
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stevesaxetogrind · 10 months
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No fear, I have done the math for all of you Fanfic authors so we can stop with the confusion.
Eddie’s Third Try at Senior Year is ‘86
Second try was ‘85, originally supposed to graduate in ‘84
Steve Graduated on time in ‘85
Therefore Eddie is one school year above Steve.
Additionally- as far as I am aware, Middle School is 3 years maximum. So, because of context/middle school talent show:
When Chrissy was in 6th grade, Steve was in 7th, and Eddie was in 8th grade- carrying on until Senior Year kept him back.
So Eddie is two school years above Chrissy.
Ages get a little weirder because I don’t know the Hawkins enrolment cut off/school year start. Some places start in August, others September. Some use age at enrollment, others use birth years etc. but, you can use a general 17-18 for Chrissy/the other ‘86 seniors, 18-19 for Steve/‘85 seniors, and place Eddie 19-20. 21 is kind of pushing it unless you go with a mid-year Appalachian transfer fanon- but again it depends on the enrolment of Hawkins.
I know folks who started kindergarten at 3 because they were big & potty trained, but others were delayed until 5. But 4 is average, ergo, let’s go with averages.
Edit: kindergarten apparently isn’t relevant anyways so let’s be glad it was crossed out anyways.
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steddiejudas · 7 months
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I’m a big fan of the Wayne Munson shovel talk™️, but I feel like we need more of the Robin Buckley shovel talk.
Like especially fics where Eddie is baby’s first gay experience, Robin would be like “do NOT fuck this up for him. Do you know how long it took me to finally get him to realize staring at guys asses is not a straight thing??”
And Eddie is just like “trust me babe I am going to treat him SO right”
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emzular · 2 years
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eddie 🤝 steve 
losing the people they fancy to the upside down before anything can happen
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jester-showdown · 1 year
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Jester Showdown: Round 1
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[ID: Pictures of Cicero and Steve Mckenzie on a split blue and red background. Between them it says "VS" in flaming text /end ID]
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thefreakandthehair · 1 year
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happy valentine's day, @legitcookie! I was so excited to get you as my giftee, and I hope I didn't go too, too off the mark here! <3333
Steve Harrington has always loved Valentine’s Day. 
A hopeless romantic at heart, he knows he’s a complete sucker for all things love and hope, right down to the otherwise lame stuffed bears holding equally stuffed hearts with the words I love you sewn into the fabric. He’s found, however, that Valentine’s Day may as well be Tax Day when you share it with someone you can’t imagine ever wanting to spoil with chocolates and flowers, nevermind scrounge the clearance bins at Walmart for. Unfortunately, this year, that’s where Steve finds himself— on a date at a gay bar hosting it’s annual Valentines Day Emo Night, conventionally attractive but loathsome man sitting next to him waxing poetic about who even fucking cares what anymore, kicking himself for thinking that this was a good idea. And kicking himself for having this last drink, not tipsy enough to convince himself he’s having a good time but just tipsy enough to know he won’t be able to drive for a while. 
A sea of couples surround him— hightops are full, the bar is full, the dance floor is full— and Steve just feels kind of… empty.  My Chemical Romance plays over the speakers, and not even the raspy screaming and strobe lights excite him. He’d rather have been with Robin truthfully, even if it meant third wheeling her date with Nancy, but instead he’d decided to make one more go of it. One last ditch attempt at the dating apps, one last hopeful swipe and offer extended for drinks. Stupid fucking idea that was, he thinks as he washes down the last of his rum and coke. Really, he just wants to go home, and sulk, and maybe doom scroll with a pizza until he reaches the end of Instagram. 
Dan— or is it Dave?— continues on about himself and how great he finds himself as Steve lets his eyes wander. Couple after couple entirely immersed in one another, jumping around when appropriate and swaying otherwise, until Steve’s eyes land on who looks to be the only other single guy in the bar tonight. He also happens to be one of the most beautiful men he’s ever seen, which certainly helps distract him from what’s-his-name’s monologue. And sure, Steve knows it’s impolite to stare but he just can’t help himself. 
Mystery Man is sitting at a lone hightop in the corner of the room, drink in one hand and phone in another, dark curly hair splayed out over his shoulders just obscuring what looks to be some kind of tattoo just below his collarbone. A leather jacket hangs heavy over his frame with black, torn jeans and laced up combat boots completing the look. The glint off Mystery Man’s ring-clad fingers as they flit across his phone ricochets in different directions and colors as the lights bathe him in oranges, reds, and pinks. Steve watches long enough to decide that orange is definitely his favorite of the hues, mesmerized by the way it warms up his otherwise bored, or maybe frustrated, face. 
Maybe I won’t go home just yet after all, he thinks, trying to conjure up an excuse to get over there. Steve’s so busy staring at the stranger that it takes him a solid minute to notice the neon Bathroom sign right next to him. 
read the rest on ao3!
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corrodedcoughin · 9 months
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Corroded coffin (plus Wayne who actually got them started in this whole thing) as ufo hunters and Robin and Steve as amateur documentary makers as part of a college course (steve as the presenter Robin as the cameraman and let’s face it, co-presenter because she’s not going a minute without interrupting what Steve is saying with a very Important Point). Steve and Robin travelling out to meet the guys after getting a tip from Nancy that this could be a story for them to film for their final assignment. Corroded coffin jumping at the chance and even ask if they can do the soundtrack for the Final Cut.
Steve and Robin don’t take it too seriously, thinking it’ll be a bit of fun and a mini holiday, an easy slice of life film.
Until Wayne takes them all out to a notorious sighting spot and his nephew maybe gets a little to enthusiastic with his call to the ufos, jumping out and putting on a show for his audience. So enthusiastic that Eddie calls back to the full car that he ‘hey Wayne wait, is that star getting closer?’ And then there’s a light so bright that closing your eyes is useless. And then? Eddie is gone.
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(Steve Saga Origins)
Young Yellow Steve: My life stinks.
Rainbow Steve: Cheer up, you’re still a kid.
Evil!Elder Blue Steve: It’s gonna get much worse.
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Halls of Colossus
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I was thinking about how the run away with me au Robin and Steve "should we get divorced?" conversation comes about:
Theyre about 23 and Robin comes home in tears after another break up. The reason: Robin had asked her girlfriend of 8 months, Lorraine to move in with her and steve. Lorraine assumes this means steve is moving out and when Robin clarifys that no Steve is staying, he's an important part of her life theyre married for chists sake. Well Lorraine doesnt take that well, says she isnt going to spend her life playing second fiddle to Steve.
This isnt the first time a relationship had ended for either of them because a partner hadnt been able to accept that Steve and Robin were a package deal. Things had been especially rough for them romantically in the first couple years of their marriage. It wasnt until a particularly awful screaming match between Robin, Steve and Steves first real boyfriend, that they were able to admit their relationship was incredibly codependent and unhealthy. Steves boyfriend had been upset when Steve had cancelled on him for the 3rd time in a row because of a Robin Emergency™️ and decided to confront Robin about it while Steve was in class. Things escalated quickly when Steve came home early from class to find them arguing and immediately took Robins side. The argument and Steves relationship ended with a slammed door, a lot of tears and a new rift in Robin and Steves relationship.
It took a lot of long conversations with Carina and Marjorie, Steve working through his toxic masculinity enough to go see a therapist - He and Robin made a deal that theyd both go talk to someone about, you know almost dieing "do you think me being fucked up by what happened at starcourt makes me weak steve?" "No of course not!" "Well then why would it make you weak?" - and a summer spent apart (Robin taking an internship in rome to study latin) for them to sit down and have a long conversation about boundaries and ground rules for how they would navigate their relationship as well as dating in the future.
Steve and Robin agreed to both take a break from dating while they worked through their respective traumas, and figured out how to navigate their relationship in a healthy way. Things werent easy, the both of them occasionally backsliding into unhealthy behaviors, more than a few nights where one of them spent the night with Carina and Marjorie in order to have space from eachother. But eventually they get their shit figured out and decide to brave the world of dating again. Steve and Robin both have their share of flings and short lived relationships but nothing so far seemed to stick. That is until Robin met Lorraine.
Lorraine was funny, sweet and a little bitchy. They had immediately clicked after being introduced by some mutual friends from school. Robin really thought things with Lorraine were going to work out. Steve and Lorraine had gotten on like a house on fire, she had slipped into Robin and Steves dynamic easily, trading jokes and light hearted jabs, cooking breakfast together on days Lorraine would stay at their apartment. Robin had fallen hard and fast, she thought she had finally found someone who accepted that her and Steve were a package deal. So 8 months in when Lorraines lease was ending Robin (with agreement from steve) asked Lorraine to move in. Things don't go to plan. Robins dreams of a future with lorraine are shattered. She goes home broken hearted.
After Robin has cried herself out, her and steve cuddled together on the couch Steve is the one to broach the topic. Robin immediately bursts back into tears before he calms her back down again saying he doesnt want a divorce but he also doesnt want to hold Robin back, doesnt want to be the reason she cant find happiness. Robin replys by saying if anyone is holding the other back its obviously her, steve gave up everything to protect her afterall. Steve calls bullshit -years of therapy and he can finally say that word without cringing- says he would do it all again in a heartbeat, that she doesn't owe him anything. They stay up all night talking about it, about what the both of them want from their futures. Neither can see a future without the other. they're platonic life partners, one day they'll find their someones who can accept that and if not well, they'll always have eachother.
Of course they do find their someones in the form of a charming if infuriating metal head and a brilliant, sweet, and badass reporter. Through trial and error the four of them figure out how to navigate life together. They all live happy ever after.
Robin and Steve celebrate 30 years of marriage with divorce papers. They'll always love eachother but now they dont need a marriage to keep eachother safe. They dont need a marriage to stay as platonic life partners. They have eachother and they have Eddie and Nancy. They have everything they need.
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Lmk what you think! I'd love to have someone to scream with about this AU and bounce ideas off of :D
Tagging by request <3 @ramyayaya
#i think steve and eddie find eachother infuriating in a good way and also a sexy way and i love that for them#i wrote this instead of sleeping#i'll actually turn this into a fleshed out fic i swear. i just happened to see a post talking about how a lot of fics make steve and robin#imcredibly codependent and started thinking about how i would handle that in my fic and decided to write out my ideas#i dont want it to come off as magically theyre perfect and okay. i think things would be messy in the beginning. and still a bit messy#even after bc theyre only human you know. i think having elder queers to talk to would be so important to them for helping them figure#things out you know#i think eddie and nancy wouldnt enter the picture until Steve and robin are 27/28#im also still trying to figure out relationship dynamics bc the fruity 4 are in a polycule and how i think that would be for them#no matter which way you look at it the relationship between the 4 of them is inherently queer and thats beautiful#i hesitate to have eddie and nancy marry eachother in turn bc yknow heteronormativity#i think people assume theyre together and that eddie and nancy never confirm or deny why people make that assumption#but idk if they ever get married idk ill have to think about it#if you read this far in my tags feel free to hop in my dms and scream with me about this au#id love to have someone to bounce ideas off of#run away with me au#platonic stobbin#robin buckley#steve harrington#steddie#ronance#long post
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violentvioletsky · 8 months
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Gothic and Goth are the same.
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Photos belong to Jet on Flickr.
“It wasn't popular and it didn't have a name yet. We used to call it Gloom and Doom right at the beginning. Then it germinated into Deathrock, which were live band we used to go see. Then it morphed into Gothic. You weren't a Goth. You were Gothic. That's the way the term was used. There was no "Goth" for a while. That was a later term” — Jwlhyfer de Winter on YouTube
There's some fairly popular misinformation going around the internet that Gothic and Goth are different. Folks are saying that Gothic only refers to the literature and art while Goth refers only to the music. Historically, this is very wrong.
The word Gothic was used first. Later on it was shortened to Goth. Therefore, they are the same thing. As proof, take a look at the club flyers posted above and note how they all use the word Gothic NOT Goth.
“We'd actually described Join Hands as "gothic" at the time of its release, but journalists hadn't picked up on it. Certainly, at that time we were reading a lot of Edgar Allan Poe and writers like that. A song like "Premature Burial" from that album is certainly gothic in its proper sense.” — Steve Severin; Paytress, M. (2003). Siouxsie & the Banshees : the authorised biography. Sanctuary.
Also note that Siouxsie and the Banshees labeled themselves Gothic due to their huge love for Edgar Allan Poe (circa 1979 when Join Hands was released). So, the truth is, Gothic applies to literature, art, as well as music (and more). In which, this term was later shortened to Goth.
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tjmystic · 3 months
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10 characters, 10 fandoms, 10 tags
Oooh, I love these! Thanks @herbirdglitter!!!
A2 (NieR: Automata)
Steve Harrington (Stranger Things—not tagging this one because I've kidnapped my favorite characters and I refuse to credit the show #FreePalestine)
Aloy (Horizon)
Zuko (Avatar: The Last Airbender)
Dean Winchester (Supernatural)
Count Verandis Ravenwatch (Elder Scrolls Online)
Rumplestiltskin (Once Upon a Time)
Esmeralda (The Hunchback of Notre Dame/Disney)
Lucian (Underworld)
Aragorn (Lord of the Rings)
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I'm tagging @woodelf68, @riskpig, @ssirius-blackk, @valoscope, @suallenparker, @dwobbitfromtheshire, @myownlittlecorner, @castielcouldbeasecretdentist, @0neimmortal, and @berenwrites. Have fun!
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schoolhouseart · 2 months
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(the way i drew lorag here is somewhat inspired by @planetbug 's beautiful art of him :3 )
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