#goth steve au

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I've seen a few fics/posts on here where Eddie successfully corrupts Steve into a metalhead, and I've seen a very small handful of punk Steve content. Now, punk Steve has my heart, especially anarcho-punk, becuase you can't tell me he wouldn't be, like, "Where has the government been this whole time? Huh?? Kids had to save the world several times, the government just deals with clean up. Plus it's illegal to be gay. Fuck the government!!"

But this post isn't about punk Steve, this post is about goth Steve, which I havent seen a single fic or ficlet or anything on here for yet. There's probably some of it out there, but I haven't seen it and thats homophobic, so I'm writing it.

So Eddie and Steve become friends and same thing we've all seen a ton of, tries to get him into better music. But metal just hurts his brain, not even in a general way, like in a repeated head trauma way, its too loud and fast and oh yeah, he definitely wishes he could enjoy it for Eddie, but he just can't deal with the migraines it gives him, that anything a little too loud or with a fast beat does.

So Eddie respects that, but still helps him expand his tastes because Steve is helpless, he listens to the same three radio stations that play whatever shitty pop is popular, he isn't really a Fan of anything but Bowie and Queen.

And then Steve finds the goth subcultures, something still alternative and daring and a bit queer but with music that he can actually listen to, because it can be mellow, lulling. He can turn it up in the car and let it fill his head, it's hypnotic. Even the faster songs, they tend to be more electronic, less drum and guitar solos that make his ears ring, and he can listen to them, and he ends up enjoying it. The Cure? Depeche Mode? Bauhaus? Ministry? New Order? He'd eat all that shit up.

And maybe he'd never get super into the style, he'd start wearing band tees and paining his nails and sometimes wearing eyeliner and little things and he'd do something wild with his hair and put on a mesh top and just do something crazier for club nights and he'd never really go All Out like some other guys, but he loves the new culture he's found, loves that it's still different and interesting and alternative and exciting and that he can actually be a part of it.

And Eddie loves it too, he loves that Steve's finally found something and made it his own. He can finally express himself, not the leftover mold of who he tried to be in high school and for his parents. Plus, Steve looks great in eyeliner and Eddie thinks he's hotter than ever before.

#goth steve supremacy #steddie #steve harrington #steve x eddie #eddie munson #steddie headcannon #steddie headcanon #steddie fanfic #steddie ficlet #goth steve au #stranger things drabble #stranger things headcanons #steddie drabble

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Spider Lily

(Steve Harrington x Goth!Fem!Reader)

Summary: You can’t stand Steve Harrington, you didn’t like him in highschool during his “King Steve” days and you don’t like him now. But even though you deny it, even to yourself, there’s always been something about him that made your heart beat speed up. When you’re stuck closing with him one night at Family Video… things finally boil over. Wk:4.3k

Warnings: Sliggght King Steve behavior, he’s not as much of an asshole but he is a bit of a player, enemies to (kinda?) lovers, unprotected sex, spanking, a lil bit of choking (ofc, it’s me), hair pulling, dirty talk (a lil bit of taunting), Soulmate AU, the end is kinda angsty but there will be a part 2. 18+MINDI!!

A/N: It’s been a minute since I had the drive to sit down a finish something so quickly, but I felt very inspired by this idea and hopefully it’s gonna help my writers block. I have 2 other bigger stories l’m working on but this came to me and I had to get it out. Shout out to my bbs @reidsbtch @babygorewhore & @bimbobaggins69 for hyping me up on this one. Divider used is by @firefly-graphics.🖤

You roll your eyes as you watch Steve push the cart filled with video tapes down one of the isles of Family Video. Today was one of the unfortunate days that Robin was off and you were stuck closing alone with him. Robin often served as a buffer between the two of you, but when left alone you butted heads constantly. Bickering over who had to do inventory, who was going to count the till, whose turn it was to answer the phone when it rings. It was never ending scoffs and glares, but you always put on a show for the customers, acting civil whenever the store wasn’t empty.

You didn’t hate Steve, but you just couldn’t stand him. He walked around with this aura of arrogance about him, always flirting with girls that came in, always asking them on dates. They almost always said yes, but on multiple occasions you’ve watched those same girls come back a week later, pissed or crying because he hadn’t called. Robin insisted that he “changed” since highschool. Which you couldn’t deny that in some ways he had, but just because he isn’t as big of an asshole now, doesn’t mean he wasn’t still a player. It seemed like he couldn’t let that part of being “King Steve” go.

Steve didn’t hate you, but the fact that you couldn’t stand him drove him crazy. He gets it, he wasn’t exactly the nicest to you in highschool. He tried to apologize. Multiple times. But you shut him down every time. You were constantly throwing passive aggressive comments his way, rolling your eyes, sometimes you gag when he’s asking girls out right in front of them. So he just started giving you the cold shoulder, glaring and scoffing back, immaturely sticking his tongue out at you. He even pulled your hair a few times. To you it felt like he was proving you right, that he really hadn’t changed. But for him, he kind of felt like a school boy with a crush on a girl that couldn’t stand him.

“I can feel you staring, you know.” Steve had stopped the cart in the middle of the horror aisle, he restocked the tapes as he spoke, not even turning to look at you.

“I’m not staring at you Harrington, keep fucking dreaming.” You scoff, throwing a glare his way before turning your back to him, shoving a tape into the VCR and hitting rewind.

“Yeeeaah suuure, your eyes were practically burning a hole in the side of my head.” He chuckled, turning his head to glance at you. Your back was turned to him, the green Family Video vest you both had to wear obstructing his view from the cropped band tee you were wearing underneath it.

He wasn’t exactly sure when his fascination with you started, but he knows it was much longer than he would probably even admit to himself. He was always drawn to you, in a way. Even if he always had the wrong way of showing it. He felt awful about the things he and his friends said to you growing up, calling you a “witch” and knocking your lunch tray out of your hands. One time he just stood by while Carol ripped the book he had seen you reading all week to streads right in front of you. Throwing the ripped pages in your face. Everybody laughed, but Steve didn’t. Not that time. Not when usually you laughed them off, or gave them shit right back, but he watched the tears well in your eyes and the way your lip trembled. When you ran off with those tears starting to pour down your cheeks, part of him wanted to follow you.

“I’m gonna turn the sign off and lock the door, you wanna count the till? I’ll finish up the go backs.”

He didn’t wait for you to answer, knowing it would be some kind of sassy remark. He unhooked his set of keys from his belt loop, pulling the string on the sign to click it off and locking the door. You look over your shoulder at him, you hate how your eyes linger on the way his shoulders look in that dumb polo and how his hands hold the keys. No matter how much you dislike him you can’t deny that he’s gorgeous. He’s not normally your type, but something about Steve has always been attractive to you. And you hate it. It makes him even more unbearable to you.

You start counting the till and you’re midway through the quarters when you hear a loud crash, causing you to jump and drop them all over the ground. Your head whips to the side, your eyes landing on Steve who is picking up the cart he knocked over in the middle of the aisle, most of the tapes were on the floor and it knocked into one of the shelves, causing some of the ones there to drop to the ground as well.

“Steve, what the fuck! That scared the shit out of me!” You snapped at him as you got down on the ground to pick up the fallen quarters.

“It scared the shit out of you? It scared the shit out of me! It almost fell on my god damn foot!” Steve scoffs as he starts to pick up the tapes. Were you seriously mad at him right now?

He hears the sound of your heavy black boots before he sees you, your shadow casting over him in his crouched position. He looks up at you and almost chokes. Your long black velvet skirt accentuates your curves perfectly, a slit up to your thigh showing off a sliver of skin, your cropped tee that you definitely cut yourself is loose enough that he can see up it slightly, getting a view of slight under boob… you weren’t wearing a bra. The bright fluorescent family video lights shine above you and from this angle it makes you look like an angel dressed in black. Your combat clad booted foot taps on the ground as you cross your arms, glaring down at him.

“What the hell happened? You seriously knocked the cart over?” Your voice was teasing, your lips turned up into a smirk.

“That rug had a folded corner and the wheel got caught, I don’t know why you’re acting like I threw it on the ground or something.” Steve rolled his eyes for what felt like the hundredth time that day, standing up to put the tapes back on the shelf. He rests his hands on his hips, his lips set into a hard line as he glares at you. “What is your problem with me, truly?”

“Harrington, you’re joking right?” You laughed, straight up laughed in his face.

“Umm, no? Why the fuck would I be joking? I seriously have tried to be nice to you but no matter what I do you give me a fucking attitude.”

“Oh excuse me, King Steve!! How dare I respect royalty.” You throw your hands up in mock surrender, your eyes widen but that damn smirk doesn’t falter.

“Oh don’t fucking start with that again! You know that’s not who I am anymore, I’ve told you I’m sorry in every way I can possibly think of! I’m sorry I was a fucking dick! But I’m different now! You just - you bring out this side of me. You’re so fucking frustrating!” He runs his hands through his chestnut locks before dragging them down his face, letting out a deep sigh.

“If you’re soooo different why are there different girls coming in here every week whining because you didn’t call them back? Kind of sounds like a dick fucking move to me.”

“Why do you care? You’re constantly bringing that up. Like yeah Robin gives me shit about it but she’s just fucking with me, you’re actually mad. Are you… jealous?”

“Why the fuck would I be jealous Steve? I don’t even fucking like you as a person let alone am I romantically interested in you!!” You were pissed now, jealous? He has some fucking audacity to even think that, but to say it out loud?

“I don’t know, you seem kinda jealous to me. You’re always giving the girls I ask out dirty looks, with this pout on your lips. Also that gagging thing you do, I really would chalk it up to you actually thinking it’s gross but when Stacy came in demanding answers about why I didn’t call… you still glared, but you had this smirk on your lips, instead of a pout…” He takes a few steps closer, only leaving a foot between you. The air feels tense… but in a way it never has before.

“Oh my god, you are so fucking arrogant, Steve Harrington! You do realize not every single girl wants to fall at your feet, right? Grow up! We aren’t in highschool anymore!” You’re talking with your hands, your boot stomping against the ground as you yell at him.

“If we aren’t in highschool anymore than why can't you let this go!? You know I don’t really think that right? There was one girl I never thought wanted me… until right now.” He bites his lip, his eyes wandering your form. He takes a step closer to you so you’re chest to chest, his face is inches from yours and his hazel eyes are staring daggers into yours. But he notices you don’t back away, or push him off, you just glare right back.

“If you’re talking about me, you couldn’t be further off. I haven’t, won’t, and will never want you. You’re a fucking ass.” Your black manicured finger pokes at his chest and he grabs your smaller hand in his large one, holding it in place on his chest.

“Then why aren’t you moving?” You’ve never heard his voice this low and husky and it sent a shiver down your spine against your will.

“I-“ you try to come up with a reason, you really do, but you don’t know why you aren't moving, you just know you don’t want to. No matter how much your mind tries to protest, your body betrays you.

“You what? You don’t have an answer because you know it’s true… I can feel you shaking, baby.” The hand that isn’t holding yours comes up to cup your face, his thumb running over your lips. Baby? Fuck. You shouldn’t love that as much as you do. But right now you feel like you’d do anything to hear him say it again.

“Fuck it.”

You thread your fingers into his hair, pulling his lips against your own into a harsh kiss. You hate to admit that you’ve thought about kissing him before. But in your mind it was always this aggressive anger fueled thing and even though you pulled him into the kiss intending to do just that, the minute your lips touched it became tender. His lips were so soft, and he somehow tasted so sweet, every single nerve in your body felt like it was lit up. You suddenly understood all those cheesy romance movies that talked about “fireworks” when the characters finally kiss. It was the kind of kiss they describe when they teach you about soulmate bounds in school. But Steve couldn’t be your soulmate, could he? There’s no way. You push the thought from your mind for now, letting your body melt into his kiss.

His tongue swipes over your bottom lip and the kiss quickly becomes heated, his hands coming down to grab your hips harshly and yours pulling at his hair. You both moan into the kiss, your bodies pressed closely together, your thighs clenched and his cock starts to harden in his already tight jeans. Your body feels like it’s on fire everywhere he’s touching, those fireworks continuing to go off under your skin. His leg slides between your thighs and you subconsciously grind down on it. Your body searching for any sort of friction.

“Fuck. Stock room. Now.” Steve pulls back from the kiss, his eyes are filled with lust and his breathing is heavy. He uses his grip on your hips to spin you around, pulling your back against his chest and placing a kiss on your neck. “You want that pretty girl? Want me to fuck you?”

You don’t respond with words, you just pull away from him and start walking towards the back, not even sparing him a glance.

As soon as the stockroom door is shut, Steve is on you, harshly grabbing your hips to pull you against him, his mouth feverishly attacking yours. This kiss is different from the first, it’s desperate, hungry. Your arms loop around his shoulders, your hands traveling to the hairs at the nape of his neck and pulling. He moans into the kiss, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth, almost like he’s trying to memorize it.

“Fuck, Steve. I need you.”

You break the kiss, looking up at him with lust filled eyes. He turns you, pushing your back up against one of the shorter shelves. He pushes your best off, one of his hands traveling up your cropped shirt, finding you braless just like he thought he would. He gropes your tit, tweaking your sensitive nipple before moving onto the other one. His lips attack your neck and you’re sure there will be a mark or two you'd have to explain to Robin when you saw her. But right now you didn’t care. You need him everywhere.

“Yeah? You need me now? I thought you couldn’t stand me?”

Steve looked at you with a devilish smirk, his unoccupied hand finding the slit in your skirt, grazing over your upper thigh before traveling behind you to grab a handful of your ass. He ruts against you and you can feel his hard cock through his jeans. You palm him, causing him to groan into your throat, his breath sending tingles down your spine.

“I still can’t stand you Harrington, but right now, I need you to fuck me like you hate me.” You grab him through his jeans, moving your hand up and down his shaft to the best of your ability with the burrier in the way.

“Shit. Fuck. Take this the fuck off then.”

His fingers hook in the waistband of your skirt, the velvet feels soft on his skin and for a fleeting moment he imagines how it might feel against his cheek while he laid in your lap, your fingers in his hair in a more gentle way. He pushes the thought from his mind, giving you a questioning glance, you nod and he immediately pushes your skirt down your hips. It pools around your boots on the floor. He kneels down to pull it from your feet entirely, tossing it to the side.

He takes a moment to admire you. Your ass pressed up against the shelf, your skirt is askew, hanging off your shoulder where you cut the collar to make it more low cut, the bright red lacy thong you’re wearing sits perfectly on your curves, and those god damn platform boots that drive him crazy. Your hairs a bit disheveled and your black painted lips are kiss swollen, some of your shiny black lipgloss smeared around your mouth. You’re so frustratingly beautiful, he just wants to eat you alive. You lean down to take your boots off but Steve stops you, grabbing your wrist to pull you back into a standing position.

“Keep them on” he practically growls at you, sending heat rushing through your whole body. Who would’ve thought King Steve would want to fuck a girl in giant goth boots? His large hands grab you roughly flipping you over so your hips are pressed up against the waist high shelf. He pushes your back down so you're bent over it. Leaving a harsh smack on your ass. “Look at this pretty little ass, bet your pussy is just as pretty, huh?”

His fingers run up your clothed slit, looping in the strings of your panties before pushing them down to your ankles. You hear him taking his shirt off and you peer over your shoulder to catch a glimpse of his bare chest. You hadn’t seen him shirtless since highschool and he had definitely matured. His chest now covered in a patch of dark hair, his shoulders broader, his stomach is a little less toned since he doesn’t play sports anymore but it’s honestly sexier that way to you. A moan leaves your lips when his fingers return to your core, gathering up the wetness between your lips, he brings his slick fingers to your clit, circling it.

“Steeeveee, stop fucking teasing me and do som-“ you’re cut off by a harsh smack on your ass, causing you to jolt forward and moan.

“Quit with the fucking attitude or I’m not giving you shit, I’ll walk out of here right now.” Two more smacks land on your opposite ass cheek before two large fingers are being shoved knuckle deep into your pussy. You’re so wet they slide right in. He immediately finds your sweet spot, rubbing the pads of his fingers against it before thrusting his fingers in and out of you roughly. “You’re awfully wet for someone who can’t stand me baby, maybe you don’t like me, but your pussy does.”

“Fuck - fuck Steve, your fi - fingers are so fucking good.” Your eyes roll back, your hips pushing against his hand on their own accord. No one had ever gotten you so close to the edge this fast, but Steve was making you crumble in mere minutes, on just his thick fingers alone. His thumb comes down to rub quick circles on your clit and you think that’s it, you feel yourself about to fall over the edge when suddenly he pulls his fingers out, leaving you feeling empty. “What the fuck! I was about to cum you asshole!!”

“I thought you wanted me to fuck you like I hate you? Only girls I like get to cum, unless they beg for it.” You hear his belt buckle clinking behind you, and god do you wish you could see his cock right now. It felt so big through his jeans and you know it has to be beautiful. Even though you can’t see it you feel him run his tip through your dripping folds. “I’m gonna fuck you so good, you’ll be begging before you know it. I know you’re gonna say some shit like ‘keep dreaming, Harrington’ but I don’t wanna hear it. I just wanna hear you beg for me.”

You’re prepared to give him a snide come back but it’s erased from your mind when you feel the head of his cock start to slide inside you. He pushes it in and out a few times and for a second you think he’s gonna go slow, you’re about to complain but you’re cut off by the moan that leaves your lips when he shoves his cock halfway inside you in one thrust. He’s big, but the stretch feels so fucking good and you’re so wet that he’s sliding so perfectly inside you. You want to feel all of him, you push your hips back so his cock slides fully inside you. He lets you bounce back against him a few times before he’s grabbing your hips, fucking into you at a brutal pace.

“Oh shit, Steve!” You moan loudly, your hands gripping onto the shelf for purchase as he thrusts into you over and over again. You’re sure your hips will be bruised, from not only the shelf digging into them but also the hard grasp he has on you. The thought of being marked up by him stirs something inside you that you try not to dwell on.

“This pussy feels so fucking good, you’re gripping me so good baby, so fucking tight. Like it was made for me.”

His hand comes up to grab onto your hair, pulling your head until your back is flushed against his chest. The new angle has him hitting deeper than before, his cock hitting your sweet spot over and over again. The hand not in your hair grabs onto your tits harshly, pulling and pinching your nipples as he continues his brutal pace. You’re a moaning mess, drool starting to drip down your chin, and you’re already so close to cumming it’s almost embarrassing.

“Fuuuuck oh my - oh my fucking godddd.” Your eyes roll back as Steve lets go of the grip on your hair, quickly grabbing you by the throat before you can fall forward. His other hand reaches down to your clit, rubbing fast circles on it.

“You’re close already, huh? I can feel it, I can feel your pussy squeezing my cock. You wanna cum? Beg. Beg me to cum, or I’ll stop fucking you.” He growls in your ear, never letting up on his thrusts.

“No - I - I’m - fuck! Just let me cum, don’t be a fucking dick Steve!!” His pace slows, he shoves his cock deep inside you and then stops moving entirely. One hand is still around your throat and the other is pressing down on your clit but no longer moving.

“I said beg. I’ll pull out and jerk off right here in front of you. Now be a good girl and beg me to cum.”

“God fucking damn it. Steve! Fucking please? Please let me cum? Keep fucking me please? Just wanna cum on your big cock! I can’t take it anymore! Please make me cum!” You didn’t want it to come out that whiny, but once you started begging it was like you couldn’t stop. You need him to keep fucking you.

“Good fucking girl, that wasn’t so hard was it?” He releases his grip on your throat pushing on your back so your top half is flat against the shelf again. He grips your hips harshly as he resumes fucking into you harder and faster than before. “This is all you needed to ditch that attitude, huh? Needed to be fucked so good? Put in your place?”

“Yes - yeah - fuuuckkkk feels so fucking good I -“

His fingers find your clit again and that’s it for you. Your orgasm crashes over you like a flood. It racks through your entire body, making you see stars. The feeling of your walls tightening around his cock and the sounds you’re making as your high washes over you sends Steve over the edge too. He cums hard, his cock nestled deep inside you as he fills you.

“Shit. Fuck.” Steve pants, pulling out of you and stepping back a few inches so he can watch his cum drip from your pussy. “Wish I could keep you like this, all fucked out and dripping with my cum. Too cock drunk to give me an attitude.”

You feel his fingers caress your overly sensitive lips, gathering the cum that dripped out, he shoves his fingers inside you before leaning down to pull your panties back up your legs.

“Now you have to go home stuffed full of me, when you take your panties off you won’t be able to help but think of me.” You can hear the smirk in his voice and it makes you roll your eyes. You turn around to face him, giving him a death glare. “Look at me like that all you want, I’m not going to forget you were begging me to cum less than five minutes ago.”

“Oh my god, you’re so annoying.” You roll your eyes again, but this time when you say it you laugh, and there’s a glimmer in your eyes that’s still teasing, but lighter. It gives Steve hope.

“Whaaateeever you say, baby.”

He smirks at you, sending you a wink before turning around to find his discarded shirt. You take a moment to admire his back. Broad and covered in moles that you want to connect with your fingers, maybe even your lips. His jeans fit so perfectly on his ass, and his shoulders… wait. You pause, your mouth dropping open as you catch sight of his shoulder. You almost think your mind is playing tricks on you, you wish it was. But there clear as day on his left upper shoulder are two simple red spider lilies. A mark that matches the one on your ribs exactly. Steve Harrington, King Steve, the bane of your existence… was your soulmate.

This could not be happening. No way. Absolutely not. You grab your skirt, pulling it on in a frenzy. Steve turns to look at you right as you are pulling up the zipper with a panicked look on your face.

“Hey, it’s okay, are you okay? I’m sorry for teasing you I-“

“I gotta go. I - uh - I just gotta go. I’m sorry.”

You can’t even think straight, you can’t be near him right now. You need to think and the smell of him and the way his hands feel on your forearms is clouding your thoughts and you just need to go. You spare him a sad glance before pulling your arms from his grasp. You grab your bag from under the counter and run out of the building towards your car. You slam the door closed once you’re inside, your breathing is labored and your mind feels like someone put it in a blender. You shove the keys in the ignition, regretting your decision to peak back at the building before pulling out. Steve was standing in the front window, a confused look on his face as he watched you pull away. He was beautiful, and frustrating, and he was your goddamn soulmate. Fuck.

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington fanfic #Steve Harrington soulmate au #soulmate Steve Harrington #Dolly writes #Steve Harrington smut #Steve Harrington x fem!reader #Steve Harrington x goth!reader

[discocandles]

so do y'all remember the post(maybe its a tweet idk) that's like "a hot goth who lives in the woods and when they answer the door, they sigh and say "no, i'm not the witch, he lives over there." and points to a dazzling pretty boy in a golden waistcoat waving excitedly at them. this happens 253 times a month."?

what if I said platonic stobin in a fantasy au?

Like when they go shopping in the market, some of the vendors are like "there's the local witch who lives in the woods, a very helpful soul." and passerby always assume it's the woman wrapped up in a dark shawl and flowing dress. but no, it's the himbo with the gorgeous hair dressed in a sparkly tunic.

and another part of the post was like "a fair maiden knocks on the goth lady's door and says she's here to find love. the goth sighs and points across the road like 'the witch is over there, but he doesn't do love potions. he could give you one for beauty, but it typically just makes you more confident.' to which the maiden sheepishly explains that she talked to the witch, and he sent her over here. to which the goth lady looks across the street and the witch is grinning and gives her a thumbs-up."

like do you see what I'm putting down here? like rovickie? Ronance? Buckingham mayhaps? Steve would definitely do this!

Or if they were to just move in together to solve the issue going to the wrong house issue? perfect, Steve and Robin are basically roommates anyway, you just add in some witchy shenanigans. Like them chatting/bickering while Steve is brewing potions? fantastic, unless it gets more rowdy and Steve adds a bit too much of one ingredient and almost explodes. or gardening together? immaculate.

anyway, fantasy au Steve and Robin owns my brain now

#robin buckley #steve harrington #platonic stobin #joyce is absolutely the market vendor who points out steve and robin to passerby. she's just so proud #fantasy au #stranger things #ronance #buckingham #rovickie #goth robin buckley my beloved #witch steve harrington #if robin were to do a little payback and set steve up with eddie if he came by? it would be a bit of a disaster but we expected that #love potions are gross pass it on #st

[cemeterylight]

goth steddie meet in the smoking area and start arguing because Eddie said he likes type o negative

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sorry I need have a little ramble. Eddie cut his v fringe himself and loves it despite his hair not being built for it at all. Steve listens to shatter by London After Midnight when he’s miserable in his horrible plaid room

#steddie #steddie fanart #steve harrington x eddie munson #goth steddie au #steve harrington #Eddie Munson #stranger things #eddie is wearing the fake sex gang children shirt I made for myself #eddie is me in 2010 #my art

[neonponders]

WIP Wednesday

Thanks for tagging me @adelacreations 🌹

Here’s some Wholesome Harringtons™ from my next Beetlejuice!au chapter ~

For not the first time in his life, Steve cursed his fast metabolism. It made keg stands tolerable, but his body burned through medicine too fast.

Climbing over to his window, he gauged the sky to be nighttime even though the summer horizon still glowed orange in the late hour. He focused on getting his body under conscious control as he stumbled to the bathroom. After washing his face, he trudged down the stairs for some food.

His father entered the half-done kitchen and took Steve’s sandwich right off the counter. Steve glared through puffy eyes until he realized his father was slathering mayonnaise on one side and setting it in a skillet to crisp up. “Oh. Thanks.”

“So much for eight hours, huh?”

“Five isn’t bad,” Steve reassured.

“Do you have a headache?”

“A little.”

The sandwich started to sizzle and Robert set a foil-wrapped brick on the sandwich to weigh it down. “If it gets bad, take a Tylenol, but try to tough it out. Let twenty-four hours pass before you double up on meds or weed again.”

Steve just wanted a sandwich and maybe a banana. “Fine.”

Tagging @chrisbitchtree , @fizzigigsimmer , and @jellyfishloveletterghosts , and anyone who wants to share a wip ~

#harringrove #wip wednesday #neonponders #it's showtime #beetlejuice!au #goth!steve

[harringhome]

Settling In

Steve: what’s one thing everyone wants in our new house :)

Max: ghost of a plague victim

El: attic full of bats

Dustin: radio tower to ask the aliens to come abduct me

Lucas: walls that cry blood

Mike: neighbor with a tool shed that might have bodies in it

Will: floorboards that creak when I walk into the room

Robin: privacy fence so I can do my dark bidding in peace

Billy: drapes to hide what a monster I am

Eddie: music studio where I can summon the Devil with my sick riffs

Steve: I'd like a garden :)

#steve harrington #eddie munson #max mayfield #el hopper #dustin henderson #lucas sinclair #mike wheeler #will byers #robin buckley #billy hargrove #stranger things #stranger things au #harringhome au #incorrect stranger things quotes #steve harrington has eight goth children and is trying his best

[pandagirl45]

Clint: *sees steve in his goth attire*...wait you are...

Steve: *bright red stammering trying to explain it off*

Tony: *protective as fuck over steve experiencing this in his own pace* *in his goth attire crossing his arms* what?

Clint: *putting up his hands* it's cool, it's cool

Tony: mhm, right *looks back* loki come on!

Loki: *fluffing out his skirt* you know I have to have the best of best

Clint: *watches them leave* *frowns crossing his arms*

#they are goth #marvel au #tony stark #steve rogers #loki layfeson #clint barton #clint wants to join #should clint join? #it is silly #dont take it too seriously

[urlocalnonbinarybastardwrites]

Masterlist:

<NSFW content will be bolded, only slight nsfw will be in italics and bolded>

The Outsiders:

(Some of these include Shepards but I forgot the label)

The Gang x goth s/o

The Gang x Mean Girl s/o

The Gang Hugging Headcanons!

Johnny Cade Dating Headcanons!

The Gang x s/o who flinches in a fight

The Gang x smalltime Movie Star! M! Greaser PT 1

Johnny x Hot!F! Greaser + Gang Reactions!

Johnny x Two Bit x Dally (PLATIONIC) Headcanons!

The Gang walking in on you changing!

Johnny can sing x Gang Reaction

The Gang x m! Mute Greaser friendship Headcanons

The Gang x Scary! M! Greaser

The Gang x Rich Soc! GN! Reader

The Gang x modern AU!

The Gang x F! Greaser Crush Headcanons

Steve Randle Headcanons!

Autistic F! Reader x The Gang

Gang Cuddling Headcanons!

Teasing! Hot! M! Greaser x The Gang

Scary! Hot! Teasing M! Greaser x The Gang

Young Ponyboy x Two Bit Fluff!

Sodapop, Two Bit, and Steve School Headcanons

Pretty, haunted, scared looking F! Greaser x Gang

Innocent M! Greaser making unintentional dirty jokes x The Gang

The Gang x F! Scene reader

The Gang x F! Hyperfem reader

The Gang x Hogwarts Houses!

The Gang x Protective! M! Greaser going crazy in a rumble when they get hurt

The Gang x Dark! F! Seductive! Reader

The Gang x Androgynous!GN! S/o

The Gang x GN/F! Waitress s/o

Movie Star M! Greaser gets killed in a movie x Gang Reacts!

Nice! F! Greaser with RBF x The Gang

NSFW M! Reader Headcanons x The Gang

NSFW F! Reader Headcanons x The Gang

M! Greaser gives princess treatment to the Gang Headcanons!

The Gang x baker/cook! s/o!

The Gang x Reader who reads out loud very goofily

The Gang x Great storyteller Reader

The Gang x s/o! In a band!

Short but deadly! M! Greaser x The Gang

Tall! Whimpy! Polite! M! Soc x The Gang

Yandere!F! S/o x The Gang

Chaotic!M! Greaser x The Gang

Insecure about braces! M! Greaser x The Gang

Stupid Damn Feelings: A Dallas Winston x FtM!Curtis Reader smut

The Gang x Masc!Butch!Genderqueer! Tough buzzcut F! Greaser

Gang Reacts to Pony with M!Conservative!Down Bad! Soc

The Gang x F! Tough lookin! But Soft! Crochet! Reader

The outsiders characters as things me and my friends have said

The Outsiders Incorrect quotes

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre:

Nubbins Sawyer with sick s/o

Nubbins Sawyer x Bimbo/Himbo s/o

Nubbins Sawyer x Insecure!F! Reader

The Sawyers/Slaughters walking in on you changing

Nubbins Sawyer General Headcanons!

Johnny Slaughter General Headcanons!

Sissy Slaughter General Headcanons

Comfort! S/o with shitty abandoned friends

Nubbins/Chop Top Sawyer w/ genderfluid partner!

Scream 1

Comfort! S/o with shitty abandoned friends

Slashers in General

Slashers with s/o on period!! Ft. Micheal Myers + Stu/Billy and the Sawyers

DCU

What the Batfam eats for Breakfast

#the outsiders #urlocalnonbinarybastardwritesanswers #the texas chainsaw massacre #masterlist #scream 1 #dcu headcanons #dcu #dc comics #dc

[oftenwantedafton]

Often Wanted Afton

Five Nights at Freddy’s

Fan Fiction Masterlist Part 2 (Part 1 here)

Welcome to my ever growing collection of FNAF William Afton and Reader themed stories featuring dark romance, older man/younger woman dynamics, angst, and, of course, smut. These are intended for 18+ viewers. All characters are age 18+. Please see ratings and warnings. Thank you for reading and enjoy!

A New Afton - Explicit

Stepfather Steve Raglan/William Afton x Stepdaughter Reader (FNAF movie verse)

CW - sexual content, daddy kink, praise kink, food kink, plushophilia, breeding kink, Springtrap suit sex

Tumblr Chapter 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9

AO3 Chapter 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9

Moody and Gray - Explicit

William Afton x Female Reader (FNAF game verse)

CW - sexual content

Tumblr Chapter 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8

AO3 Chapter 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8

The Perfect Girl - Explicit

Dave Miller/William Afton x Female Reader (FNAF book verse)

CW - sexual content, non/dub con, restraints, kidnapping, captivity, blood kink, voyeurism, violence

Tumblr Chapter 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

AO3 Chapter 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

Triptych - Explicit

Steve Raglan/William Afton Stepfather x Stepdaughter Reader x Mike Schmidt (FNAF movie verse)

CW - sexual content, bisexual characters, non/dub con, date rape drugs

Tumblr Chapter 1 | AO3 Chapter 1

Secret Smile - Explicit

College English Professor/Vampire Steve Raglan/William Afton x Female College Student Reader (FNAF movie verse AU)

CW - sexual content

Tumblr Chapter 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5

AO3 Chapter 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5

Revival - Explicit

Steve Raglan/William Afton x Female Nurse Reader (FNAF movie verse)

Tumblr Chapter 1 | AO3 Chapter 1

Vent - Explicit

Steve Raglan/William Afton/Springtrap x Female Reader (FNAF movie verse)

CW - childhood trauma/mental health issues/sexual content/blood and violence/blood kink

Previous Chapters 1-24 here

Tumblr Chapters 25-27 | 28-30 | 31-33 | 34-35

AO3 Chapter 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31 | 32 | 33 | 34 | 35

Night Shift - Explicit

Steve Raglan/William Afton x Mike Schmidt x Mike’s GF Female Reader (FNAF movie verse)

CW - non con/dub con/sexual content/bisexual characters/blood and violence

Previous Chapters 1-8 here

Tumblr | Finale

AO3 | Finale

Quiver - Explicit

Steve Raglan/William Afton x Goth Female Reader (FNAF movie verse)

CW - sexual content

One shot on Tumblr | AO3

Sticky Fingers - Explicit

Steve Raglan/William Afton x Goth Female Reader (FNAF movie verse)

CW - sexual content

One shot on Tumblr | AO3

Indebted - Explicit

Steve Raglan/William Afton x Female Reader (FNAF movie verse)

Tumblr Chapter 1 | AO3 Chapter 1

Maybe - Explicit

Steve Raglan/William Afton x Female Reader (FNAF movie verse)

CW - sexual content

One shot on Tumblr | AO3

#william afton x reader #william afton x you #steve raglan x reader #steve raglan x you #fnaf fanfic #fnaf movie #william afton #steve raglan #divider credits @saradika #aftschmidt

[zoluarts]

st au sketch

punk steve and goth robin !!

its an old drawing. I dont like it very much but i wanted to share it

#stranger things #steve harrington #robin buckley #steddie #punk steve au #punk steve harrington

[xxbimbobunnyxx]

Darling Don’t Be Afraid

Y2K!Steve Harrington x MallGoth!Reader

Summary: The first time Steve tells you he loves you he’s extremely nervous that it’s too soon, you reassure him that you feel the same. Regardless of time. Wk:682 just a lil blurby.

Warnings: Not many for once. Fluff, nervous love sick Steve, love sick reader, Soulmates “when you know you know” kind of vibe, allusions to sex but not actual smut. 18+MDNI

A/N: This blurb is part of me and @reidsbtch’s Y2K Opposties Attract AU. Here you can find the links to the masterlists for my Y2K Steve and her Y2K Eddie. Divider used is by @firefly-graphics.

The first time Steve told you he loved you, you had only known each other for a few weeks. Which sounds crazy but you were pretty sure you loved him after that first date he took you on. He took you to see Queen Of The Damned, but he told you to be ready early because he had a surprise for you. He told you that a movie is normally a fine first date in his opinion, but with you he didn’t want to be in a dark theater where he couldn’t see or talk to you. He wanted to get to know you. So he took you to the cemetery, where he surprised you with a nice picnic. It was so thoughtful this beautiful preppy boy clad in his Abercrombie jeans brought you to a cemetery and a vampire movie for a first date.

You felt like your heart was going to burst that entire day and everyday since then. He is the most kind and caring boyfriend. He dotes on you even when you insist he doesn’t need to, he kisses you like his life depends on it, fucks you like an animal. He is all around perfect, how could you not love him? So just two weeks into knowing each other, when Steve told you he loved you, you were over the moon.

You were in his kitchen making dinner together, not unlike most nights since you met. You practically hadn’t left his house since the first night you stayed there, half of your belongings now resided there at this point. You were wearing Steve’s oversized long sleeve polo, and he was in nothing but a grey pair on sweatpants that hung low on his hips. He was stirring the pasta sauce and you were standing next to him, singing Korn into a wooden spatula, and he just thought you were so cute like this. Messy hair, no make up, wearing his shirt that contrasted your tattooed skin and black skull socks. He loved you.

“I love you.” He blurted it out before he could talk himself out of it and when he looked over at you, jaw hanging open, your eyes wide, the spatula now hanging at your side he almost wished he hesitated. He knows it’s soon, he knows you haven’t know each other long, but he also knows he loves you regardless.

“You do?” Your voice came out a quiet squeak.

“Yeah, I do, I know it’s early and I might be crazy for saying it and you totally don’t have to say it back right now you just looked so cute and-“

“STEVE!” You cut him off, cupping his face in your hands so he would look at you. “I love you too.”

“You… do? You don’t think it’s like crazy? You’re not just saying it because you feel bad? Because you really don’t have to say it if you’re not ready I promise it’s-“

“Steve, Baby, do I think it’s crazy? Maybe a little. Does that change the fact that I fucking love you? Not even in the slightest.”

Your thumbs caressed his cheeks while you looked up at him like he hung the moon and Steve felt like his heart was going to explode. He took your face in his own hands and gave you one of those world altering kisses. He dragged you to his bedroom and made love to you like he never has before. You’ve fucked countless times, and even had soft gentle sex a few of them, but this was different. It was slow and sensual and sweet, each touch and kiss filled with more meaning than it had in the past, countless confessions of love and sweet nothings whispered in each other's ears. He took his time with you, kissing every inch of your body, worshiping you, and you did the same for him. Steve loved you, and you loved him. It felt like the beginning of something beautiful.

#Mariah & Dolly’s Y2K collab #y2k opposites attract au💞 #steve harrington x reader #Steve Harrington x goth!reader #Steve Harrington x fem!reader #Steve Harrington fluff #y2k Steve Harrington

[steventhusiast]

Take your pick:

+ Heist AU

+ Fantasy AU

+ Soulmates AU

Look, I really like AUs.

Thank you if you do one!! ❤️❤️

hi! i'll dooooo soulmates au :D take this rambly lil mess. also sorry this took so long, i forgot about the prompts in my inbox oops

-

The scariest thing about finding your soulmate is the possibility of being wrong. Or, it's been the scariest thing for Eddie, anyway.

For some people, it's easy; Gareth's soulmark is on his forearm, so it's visible all the time, and it's also so unique and specific- Eddie's certainly never seen anyone else with something as specific as a lobster holding a scythe for a soulmark. Maybe Gareth's soulmate is super into fishing and also is a goth? Or a farmer? He hasn't met them yet, but when he does! He'll at least know for sure that they're his soulmate.

But for Eddie? He has a simple cartoon-ish sunshine on his upper abdomen within a larger circle. So he's always wondered, how will he know? For certain, he means. Surely anyone can be associated with sunshine.

Then he meets Steve. Sunshine personified.

And he spends the first few months of knowing him uncertain. They have chemistry, sure, and Steve is... bright. Like, lights up a room as soon as he enters, perfect smile, eyes sparkling no matter how he's feeling, can cheer anyone up with a little shoulder nudge and a soft 'you okay?' kind of bright.

Eddie just can't be wrong about this. Because his parents were wrong, and look where they ended up. Unhappy, unloved, and dead. (Maybe not directly, but still). They weren't right for each other and they realised too late that the angel wings on his dad's shoulder weren't for his mom, and the devil horns on his mom's shoulder weren't for his dad. But by then Eddie had already been born, so they stayed together, and everyone suffered for it.

He can't go through that. Not again. Not first-hand.

Even when he and Steve first start dating, Eddie finds himself holding back. It's like his heart is inside a safe with a padlock keeping it shut, and that safe is in a locked cage, and that locked cage is hidden at the back of his ribcage.

Obviously, because Steve is so lovely and the embodiment of light, he manages to find it. He gets past each layer of Eddie's defences until his heart is there on a platter for him, vulnerable and beating oh-so-fast.

But it's slow going.

When Steve reveals the soulmark on his upper abdomen, a simple crescent moon with a slightly larger icosagon behind it, it chips away at Eddie's defences a little. But only a little, because his parents thought their marks matched too.

When Eddie can't stop smiling around Steve, and finds himself gushing about him to his friends, they're chipped away at a little more. Little moments like that do most of the work.

But the final, final thing that unlocks that safe protecting his heart, is accepting that uncertainty. Maybe Eddie will never truly find out.

They're not his parents, though. They talk to each other when things are wrong, and neither of them leave unannounced for days at a time, and neither of them are addicted to hard drugs, and they're actually happy with each other. Like, truly happy in a way Wayne promises Eddie's parents never were.

Maybe Steve's not the universe-approved sunshine to Eddie's moonlight. But he's okay with that.

He'll love him anyway. Because when has Eddie Munson ever been about conforming to societal norms?

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Got a prompt? Send it to me

#steddie #steddie ficlet #steddie drabble #eddie munson #steve harrington #i haven't written properly in ages #this is soo rambly #stranger things #mywriting #ask #anonymous

[neonponders]

Robin sat in Steve’s tower while he slept. The living don’t stay involuntarily passed out for long, but once Robert and Annette got some soup into him and a sleeping pill, he went down for much longer.

Robin’s head turned a little at the sound of the front door opening. “That’ll be your dad with skeleton copies. Nobody’s getting locked anywhere again…but it was kind of awesome how your mom took the door down.”

#thank you for indulging my poll #harringrove #it's showtime #beetlejuice!au #beetlejuice!billy #goth!steve #neonponders #fic rec

[mothofmyth]

What if I said Young Dracula au, where Steve is a vampire who just wants to be a normal dude and who doesn't get on with his vampire family, and Eddie is the weird, vampire-obsesseed goth kid who happens to be Steve's best friend

#stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #young dracula #fanfiction prompts #fanfiction

[simm-mouse]

I didn't do much on the ac au while I was gone, but I did draw Nerv and made concepts on the Goth sibs, and Tycho

Most of my drawings are from my breaks at work

A lot of Tycho and Needles from one day, with one with Lilibet in it. Speaking of Needles, he's now in my game. My baby boy is a college boy.

He looks like Nervous, but with the less detailed face🥹.

This is his personality. His has the logic and pleasure aspirations(Logic being his primary one). Though his lifetime wish is the being the best criminal mastermind💀💀💀. My smart little guy just wants to be a bad boy. Honestly, he would sound like Steve-O

#my bullshit #my art #fanart #the sims 2 #ts2 #strangetown #nervous subject #stink death boy #pascal curious #papa manlet #tycho curious #green bean #baby bean #pleasantview #cassandra goth #alexander goth #Lilibet Curious #Needles #needles the flour sack baby #flour sack baby #Sack boy just wants to cause chaos

[pandagirl45]

Mistakes were made... Steve in dark blue lipstick with goth style clothes is sending me. ☆3☆ and Tony would be wearing black lipstick.

Bucky would croak on excitement by seeing Tony

Rhodey and Sam would be into it.

Hopefully I draw this well enough and color it. There will be two versions, so like two pictures in one

Just a flavored taste of what I am going for.♥︎ \(~v~)/

#tony stark #winteriron #bucky barnes #steve rogers #james rhodey rhodes #marvel au #fanart #james rhodey rhodes x steve rogers #steve rogers x sam wilson #goth steve #goth tony #current wip