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ghosttotheparty · 1 year

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platonic soulmates eddie and nancy getting high and steve being Responsible; ty for the help @spectrum-spectre and @username-i-guess <3

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The door swings open a few seconds after Steve knocks hard. (Probably a little too hard given the time of night, but someone down the road from Eddie’s trailer is playing music that Steve would be able to sing along to if he knew the words, so he didn’t worry about it.)

Nancy’s hair is frizzy, and her cheeks are flushed, her eyes glassy and red. A smile is teasing at her lips. Steve’s stomach twists as he looks at her. She’s wearing a Slayer t-shirt, wrinkled and too big for her, falling to her knees and hiding whether or not she’s wearing shorts underneath.

“What the hell’s going on?” Steve asks sharply. It’s cold out, and it’s late, and the last thing he was expecting while staring at the ceiling was to hear Nancy’s voice over the phone, sluggishly telling him to come over to Eddie’s as soon as possible. (And if Nancy is telling him something so pressing, of course he’s going to listen.) But as she grins up at him, flushed and sleepy-looking, he wonders why the fuck she’d invite him over for this. Which is something he really never would have seen coming. Nancy and Eddie.

“We’re high,” she says, and he blinks.

“You’re…”

“He’s higher than me,” she says, and Steve’s never heard her voice like this, mumbly and slow and almost childish. Her lashes flutter as she blinks, gesturing with a lazy hand. “But ‘m also high. But you’re not.”

Confusion tangles with frustration in Steve’s chest, and she can see it on his face as he looks her up and down again, his eyes skimming deftly over her bare legs and Eddie’s fucking t-shirt and her tangled, frizzy hair.

“We didn’t fuck, Steve,” she says too loudly, looking at him like he’s being ridiculous, and he splutters out, “You can’t— You can’t blame me for thinking that!”

“Oh my god,” she says, exasperated, and he huffs.

“Why am I here? It’s like three in the morning.”

“Look,” she says, looking at the ground, holding a hand up. “I made brownies. We had one each, and then we shared two blunts, and then Eddie got hungry and forgot there’s pot in the brownies. And now he’s too high.”

“You made… pot brownies,” he says slowly, his mind reeling. Her expression changes, shifting into a terrifying combination of annoyance and frustration.

“Focus, Steve,” she says loudly. “He’s too high. I’m too high to help him.”

“Why’d you call me?”

“You’re, like— the mom!” she says, tossing a hand in his direction, gesturing aimlessly.

“Wha— Why?”

“You were a lifeguard.”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“What, would rather I call Mike?” she asks, throwing a hand again.

“Why are you shit-talking your little brother?”

“Everyone else does.”

“That’s why you shouldn’t, he’s your brother.”

“Steve,” she almost shouts. “You’re not focussing.”

“Oh my god,” he says, exasperated, trying to push past her. “Where is he?”

“Sofa,” she says, pushing the door open further and moving aside so he can come in. “I can’t move him, he’s too heavy.”

Steve steps inside. The smell of weed hits him hard, and he holds back another Oh my god.

Eddie is laying on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling blankly, his eyes glazed over and unblinking. One of his arms is up against the back of the sofa and the other is hanging down, his fingertips brushing the ground.

“Eds,” Steve says, crouching by the sofa and nudging his shoulder. “You in there?”

Eddie stares at the ceiling, silent for a moment before, “…Steve?”

“Yeah, I’m here.”

“…Where are you?” Eddie asks lightly, his eyes searching the ceiling like he’s going to find Steve on it.

“Turn your head,” Steve says, begrudgingly amused as Eddie turns his head slowly to face the back of the sofa. “Other way, Eddie.”

Eddie’s bloodshot eyes widen when they find Steve, and Steve suppresses a smile as Eddie breathes, “Wow.”

“How you feel?” Steve asks softly.

“Goo-o-o-od,” Eddie slurs, grinning deliriously. “Nancy’s a baker.”

“Is she,” Steve says dryly.

“Mm. Nancy baker. Good ass baker. I’m a baker. I’m baked. Steve, I’m baked.” He giggles, his whole face lighting up, eyes squeezing shut as his cheeks squish up, the lines in his skin deepening beautifully.

Nancy is giggling behind Steve, and without turning to look at her, he calls, “Nancy, don’t you touch those brownies.”

There’s a moment of silence, except for Eddie’s giggling, and then she huffs and there’s a clatter of a knife on the counter.

“Mom,” she calls back, and he rolls his eyes.

“Steve,” Eddie stage-whispers. “Do you wanna bake?”

Steve blinks at him.

“No, Eddie,” he says calmly. “No, I don’t.”

“But it’s so fun-n-n…”

“I know, Eds, but someone’s gotta keep you in check.”

“‘S nice of you, Stevie.”

“Eddie!” Nancy calls from the kitchen, and Eddie beams at the sound of her voice, his eyes closing as he lifts his chin and says her name back. “Steve thought we fucked.”

“Nancy,” Steve snaps, looking at her with wide eyes as Eddie gasps dramatically.

“I would never,” Eddie says loudly. “Nancy Baker is a beautiful woman, but she is not my type, ‘m afraid.”

“Nancy Baker,” Steve repeats under his breath, turning back to Eddie as Nancy laughs in a way Steve’s never heard her laugh, open and loud and childish.

“Why?” Nancy says, her voice teasing. “Why am I not your type, Eds?”

“You be quiet,” he says to the ceiling, closing his eyes, his face red.

“Tell him!”

“No.”

“You can tell him!”

“I’m not gonna,” Eddie sings loudly.

Steve huffs.

“Nance, leave him alone,” he says. “Eddie, you don’t have to tell me anything.”

“Eddie,” Nancy sings back, ignoring Steve. “Tell him!”

“I am not telling Steve Harrington I’m gay, Nancy.”

Steve’s breath catches in his throat, and Nancy claps a hand over her mouth.

“You said it,” she says gleefully after a moment as Steve stares at Eddie, his stomach fluttering, because Eddie’s gay. Because he didn’t want to tell Steve.

“I didn’t tell Steve, I told you.”

“Steve is in the room, you dumbass.”

A few seconds pass before Eddie’s eyes widen at the ceiling, and his face flushes darker, and he looks at Steve, his eyes shining with a fear that Steve fucking hates.

“It’s okay,” Steve says quickly even though he’s still reeling. “It’s cool, Eddie, I don’t— I don’t have a problem with it.”

Eddie blinks at him.

“It’s okay,” Steve says again, nodding. “‘S fine.”

“I told you,” Nancy says from the kitchen.

Eddie rolls onto his side, hiding his face with his hair, groaning, and Steve takes a moment, lowering his head to the sofa cushion and exhaling shakily. He can feel Nancy watching him, but he can’t even bring himself to care.

“Okay,” he says after taking another deep breath. “Bedtime, Eds, come on.”

“Don’t wanna.”

“Come on, Wayne’s gonna be here in a few hours,” Steve says. “He doesn’t wanna sleep in your bed.”

“…You know Wayne’s schedule?”

“Yeah,” Steve says softly. “Of course.”

Eddie is quiet, still hiding from Steve.

“Eddie, get up."

“Can’t move,” Eddie mumbles into the sofa.

Steve sighs, rubbing his cheek as Nancy snickers.

“Come on,” he says, standing and wincing as his knees pop, tugging at Eddie’s shoulder. Eddie just groans loudly, and Steve sighs again. “I’m gonna help you, Eds, c’mere.”

He leans down and picks up Eddie’s arm, pulling him up so he’s standing, and he’s heavy on Steve as Steve wraps an arm around his waist. He’s soft.

Steve stumbles down the hall with Eddie, whose head falls forward as he groans, his hair hiding his face, and Steve calls to Nancy to not touch the brownies. He smiles when he hears her blow a raspberry at him.

“Oh no,” Eddie says when they sway together, and Steve stops before the doorway of his bedroom.

“You feel sick?”

Eddie stares wide-eyed at the floor, unblinking, unmoving.

“Eds?”

Eddie hums quietly, standing still before his head turns in Steve’s direction slowly, his eyes following behind after a moment.

“You gonna be sick?” Steve asks when he doesn’t say anything.

“…No.”

“You okay?”

Eddie exhales, his glassy eyes skimming over Steve’s face.

“Yeah,” he breathes.

“Bed,” Steve says. “Come on.”

“‘M coming…” Eddie mumbles, and then he giggles. “Coming.”

“Jesus,” Steve mutters, his cheeks flushing.

He gets Eddie into his room and into bed, carefully lowering him so he doesn’t flop, and Eddie writhes, pushing his face into his pillow. The room is dark, lit up by the hall, and Steve flicks on a lamp.

“Where’s Nancy?” Eddie says, his voice muffled by his pillow. “Nancy. ‘S a pretty name. Nancy Wheeler Baker. Nancy. N’ncy…”

Steve gets up to call Nancy’s name down the hall, and she appears after a moment, after flicking off the lights in the living room.

She climbs onto the bed next to Eddie as Steve watches. Eddie wraps an arm around Nancy’s waist, hugging her and grinning as she looks down at him, poking his cheek.

“Edward…”

“Nancelot,” he slurs, and Steve scoffs, raising an eyebrow. “Pretty lady.”

“You are so high,” she says, emphasising every word with a poke to the tip of Eddie’s nose.

“You make good brownies,” he mumbles, his eyes fluttering shut as she keeps poking his nose. “Chef Nancelot.”

“It was a box mix,” Nancy giggles, leaning over his head as he snorts.

“But I could taste your lo-o-o-ove…”

She snorts, snickering and running her hand over his face.

“Are you guys set?” Steve asks, still watching from where he’s leaning against the doorframe. “Am I free?”

“Don’t go,” Nancy says, whining, reaching out and making grabby hands at him as Eddie groans. “Sleepover.”

He stares for a moment, hesitating, and then Eddie says his name, dragging it out dramatically, desperately.

“Stevie-e-e-e…”

Steve sighs, glancing at the dark window, and he gives in, kicking his shoes off as Nancy cheers, clapping happily. He climbs onto Eddie’s bed on his other side.

They’re all too close, Eddie laying partially on top of Nancy’s legs, and Steve leans against the wall next to Nancy, their shoulders almost touching.

Eddie rolls over, against Steve’s legs, and Steve looks at him. His eyes are closed, his lips curved into a happy smile, and Steve can’t help but reach down to the top of his head that’s at Steve’s waist. His hair is messy, tangled, and Steve pushes his fingers into it. Eddie hums.

“Didn’t know you guys were so close,” he says softly to Nancy.

“‘S my best friend,” she says lightly. “You know… your whole thing with Robin?”

“Platonic with a capital P,” Steve says softly.

“Mhmm. ‘S Eddie and me.”

“Soulmates?” Steve says softly. Nancy nods, smiling. “Never would’ve thought.”

She giggles quietly, scrunching her nose.

“Valedictorian and super-super senior.”

“Mhmm.”

“Eddie Munson,” she sings softly, reaching to play with the end of one of Eddie’s curls. Eddie is still smiling, head tilted up into Steve’s hand, and Steve can’t tell if he’s asleep or not.

“Eddie Munson,” Steve repeats like he’s agreeing.

“Never would’ve thought,” Nancy says quietly, almost pointedly, giving Steve a look.

“Thought what?”

Her gaze lowers to his hand in Eddie’s hair, eyebrows raised, and she reaches out to poke the back of it. (Nancy pokes a lot when she’s high, apparently.)

“I’m just…” Steve trails off, unable to find an excuse, and his cheeks flush.

“‘S cool,” she says lightly.

They’re quiet.

Steve listens to Eddie breathe, and as he scratches at his scalp gently, he thinks he doesn’t mind that Nancy called him as much as he did when he arrived.

“Steve,” Nancy says quietly after a while, after shifting and slumping against the wall. She’s resting her arm across Eddie’s chest.

“Yeah,” Steve whispers.

“…You’re too hard on yourself, you know that?”

He blinks, his eyes looking across the room at the mess of posters that are covering Eddie’s wall.

“Oh,” he says.

“You, like…” She sighs heavily. “You’re not… the same. But you keep all that guilt inside you. And you… act like you’re this whole new person, this… this nice guy. But you’re still a bully.”

His chest clenches, and he looks at her, his eyes burning.

“Because you’re so mean to yourself,” she adds after a moment. “I think… there’s a little part of King Steve still inside you, you… beat the shit out of him every day.” She’s mumbling, talking so softly that it’s almost like she’s talking to herself.

“But if you’re— if you’re gonna be Steve Steve, our Steve, the— the Steve that’s best friends with a dorky lesbian and a fourteen-year-old nerd, you gotta… forgive yourself. Let King Steve go.”

Steve blinks tears back, swallowing thickly, exhaling shakily, because she’s right. King Steve lives inside him, like he’s hiding in his ribcage, and Steve won’t leave him alone. He torments him, bullies him. Even though King Steve is just a kid, just a scared, lonely kid without a clue about what or who he is. Even though Steve knows King Steve was pretending the whole time. Lying. Wearing a false crown.

“…You know about Robin?” he asks weakly, his voice wobbly, and Nancy smiles a little bit.

“I know well.”

He looks over at her, and she looks up at him, seeing the confusion in his watery eyes.

“Like recognizes like,” she says softly.

Oh.

His lips twitch into a smile, and she grins.

“Who would’ve thought?” Steve murmurs.

Nancy smiles so brightly that her eyes squeeze shut, and she leans so her head is resting on Steve’s shoulder.

Steve tilts his head to rest on hers.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t love you like I was supposed to,” Nancy says after a while, her voice soft.

“You weren’t supposed to love me, Nance,” Steve says, closing his eyes. “You can’t… You can’t make yourself love someone just because you think you have to. It’s okay.”

“I wanted to,” she whispers.

“It’s okay,” he says again.

She’s quiet again, and he thinks she’s fallen asleep until she speaks again.

“I do love you,” she says quietly. “Just… platonically.”

“With a capital P,” Steve murmurs, and he can practically sense her smile.

“Yeah.”

“‘S cool, Nance,” he says softly. “I love you too.”

He drifts off as she falls asleep, feeling her head become heavier on his shoulder, and at some point they both shift in discomfort on the wall, sitting up straight and groaning quietly. They glance at each other in the dark lighting of the room, and Nancy shifts to lie down on the bed next to Eddie, wrapping her arm around him and sighing. Steve follows, moving slowly so Eddie can shift with him, still laying on top of him on the small mattress.

Steve falls asleep.

He wakes up to Eddie climbing on top of him, and he winces, cracking his eyes open to squint in the bright sunlight that’s shining through the room. Eddie’s legs wrap around his hips and he buries his face in Steve’s neck as he sighs, and Nancy shifts closer to Steve in her sleep.

Steve sets a hand across Eddie’s back, holding him, and Nancy finds Steve’s other arm before he can wrap it around Eddie, hugging it to herself and nuzzling into his shoulder. Steve smiles.

Eddie rubs his face into Steve’s neck again, taking a deep breath, and then he lifts his head, his body tightening and trembling for a moment.

He’s squinting when he looks down at Steve, brows furrowed adorably. He blinks blankly at Steve, whose smile widens.

“You still high?” Steve asks softly.

Eddie stares for a moment before his lips curve into a smile, and he shrugs.

“‘M on top of Steve Harrington in my bed,” he says, his voice rough. “Might be.”

Steve laughs lightly, closing his eyes. Eddie shifts to touch his face, poking his cheek and tracing the bridge of his nose and outlining his lips.

“Feels real,” Eddie murmurs.

“‘M real, Eds.”

“‘M gonna go back to sleep,” Eddie mumbles, sticking his face back in Steve’s neck. His breath is warm.

“Okay.”

#in the morning they find wayne eating a brownie and nancy panics but eddie just starts cackling #wayne assumed they were pot brownies bc he could smell the weed still and he just went for it #nancy is a lesbian in this #steve and jonny were comphet <3 #shes broken up w jonathan but theyre still friends ofc #anyway this was fun #got a lot more emo than i was expecting #steddie #steddie one shot #steddie ficlet #steddie blurb #platonic stancy #nancy and eddie #do they have a ship name (thats not rly a ship name bc its platonic obv but) idk #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve harrington one shot #eddie munson one shot #nancy wheeler #nancy wheeler one shot #random disclaimer ive never actually been high nor have i need around ppl that are high #i fully made all this up idk how weed works in any form #i once accidentally got a little high bc i didn't open the windows while doing an oil painting #and when i describe being dissociated/derealization and whatnot i get told it sounds like being high a lot so i just use that #this is diff from the anaesthesia bc i feel like that's more loopy than weed high #but who knows i could be talking out of my ass rn #anyway high eddie is fun #i think high steve might be fun too i just need a prompt 👀

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infinite-orangepeel · 1 year

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*eddie intensely staring nancy down*

nancy: um, is something wrong ?

eddie: look, we haven’t known each other for very long and this is going to sound incredibly forward, but i’d never forgive myself if i didn’t ask you—

nancy: oh ! eddie i’m flattered, really, but i’m dating jonathan—

eddie: uh, yeah i know you are. not sure why you’re bringing up your boyfriend when there are much more pressing issues at hand, but okay…

nancy: sorry it just sounded like—okay what’s your question ?

eddie: do you think we’re twins that were separated at birth ? because the more i look at your face, the more i’m convinced—

#he’s like okay girlie pop let’s cut to the chase #none of this nonsense #let’s find out if we’re twins or not #eddie munson #steddie #steve harrington #nancy wheeler #nancy and eddie #fruity four #stranger things #eddie munson headcanon #eddie munson chaotic #eddie munson blurb #eddie stranger things #nancy wheeler headcanon #ednancy friendship

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friendsdontlieokay · 7 months

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No but the biggest plot twist would be if Nancy was actually swapped at the hospital like Karen said, and to make the twist even twistier, she and Eddie are twins, and Eddie's parents' death or whatever it is revolves around this whole thing

#Nancy and eddie #nancy wheeler #eddie munson #steddie #ronance #stancy #< target audience #plot twist #stranger things #edancy

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mongoose-croft-main · 2 years

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Cycle of hurt no one asked for:

(It gets better at the end I promise)

Steve likes Eddie and only talks to Robin about it.

Robin likes Nancy but Nancy is always hanging out with Eddie ever since her and Johnathan officially split.

Eddie likes Steve but thinks Steve is straight, he thinks/knows Robin is queer too but she's Steve's best friend so he feels like he can't talk to her.

Nancy notices that something is weighing on Eddie and patiently needles him into opening up to her until he admits he has feelings for Steve.

Nancy wants to tell him to go to Steve but she's not sure if her desire to push Steve and Eddie together is optimistic or selfish because while she knows she wants to see Steve happy she's not sure if that's because she still cares about him or because she still feels guilty over breaking his heart. And another deeper part of her wonders if she's hoping Steve is queer because she wants Eddie to have a shot, she does want good things for Eddie even if they haven't been friends for long, or if she's hoping that if Steve is queer and he and Robin are so close than maybe that means Robin could be queer too? and maybe that would mean Nancy had a shot with Robin? But even if they are both queer that doesn't mean that they aren't involved with each other, in which case would Nancy just be using Eddie to try and force a wedge between Steve and Robin? That wouldn't be fair to Eddie. In the end Nancy usually just ends up sitting with Eddie's head in her lap slowly stroking his hair while he sobs.

Robin is pretty sure Eddie is gay, and she wants to tell Steve but it's not her place to spread secrets that aren't hers and she doesn't actually know it for a fact so if she told Steve and it turned out she was wrong than she would blame herself for his disappointment after the fact. She wants to be optimistic and tell Steve to go after what he wants, but she also feels guilty because she likes Nancy (her best friends ex girlfriend for goodness sake!) and she's afraid that she might just be trying to get Steve to go after somebody else for fear of Nancy deciding that she wants him back now that they're both available.

Eddie feels awful for breaking and admitting his feelings for Steve to Nancy because she's the last person who should have to hear about how desirable Steve Harrington is, especially after they tried to start things up again and it (as far as he can tell) made her dump her boyfriend from Cali just for circumstances to ruin her and Steve's chance at being happy together for the second time around. But with Robin out of the question there's few to no people he can talk to about his crush on the seemingly straightest guy in Hawkins, and he needs some means of venting his feelings because every time he sees Steve gently chastise one of their kids (who have taken to referring to Steve and him as 'mom and dad') only to ruffle their hair with a smile before turning to lean against Robin like they've been married for ten years, Eddie feels like all of the oxygen is being sucked out of his lungs.

Steve thinks that Eddie and Nancy are dating now and that kinda makes sense, Jonathan had kind of a loner-who-only-wears-dark-clothes thing going too, so maybe Nancy has a type. A type that is distinctly not-steve in its characterization, but whatever. He had reached out for and clung onto Nancy during this most recent bout with the upside down and for a minute they both thought they might get back together, only for them both to realize as the adrenaline wore off that neither of them really wanted it. It was familiar and comforting in a difficult time and that time was past. Steve had wondered if Nancy and Johnathan would have broken up at all if he hadn't made any advances on Nancy. She insisted that the writing had been on the wall for them for a while by then but Steve still felt guilty that his actions might have been the final nail in that coffin. And now here he was crushing on Nancy's new boyfriend, or at least a guy she seemed to like, as if he weren't already personally responsible for her last 2-2 1/2 failed relationships (if he counts himself twice). So he keeps his feelings to himself even throughout Robins gentle insinuations that 'if Steve is Bi then why can't Eddie be?' Because he can't get near another relationship of Nancy's under any circumstances. Even if watching Eddie fight for his life in the hospital had made Steve feel like he would die if Eddie didn't make it.

The truth is Nancy and Steve really did reach the mutual conclusion that they weren't right for each other and that Nancy broke it off with Johnathan both because long distance was killing them and because she realized she was ready to be single and by herself for awhile. She didn't realize until later that the fact that she couldn't get the image of Robin throwing molotov cocktails out of her head was something more than a 'girl-crush'.

Robin eventually decides to find out for herself if Eddie is gay in the only way she can think of that won't either out Steve or just put Eddie on the defensive. She walks up to Eddie and informs him that 'she is a lesbian and she hopes he's okay with that because it looks like he's going to be a member of the Party for a long time.'

Eddie is torn between being elated that the only other gay person in Hawkins is opening up to him and guilt that he wants to cling to her and spill all his secrets, because she's Steve's confidant and not his. But, one grand gesture of trust demands another, so Eddie reciprocates and tells Robin he's gay.

Robin nearly collapsed in on herself with the relief of it. She tries to tell herself it's because this means she's not the only person like her in the whole town (even though she already knows Steve is bi) but she can't deny that Steve's insistence that Eddie and Nancy were an item had been getting into her head and it was nice to hear that wasn't the case.

"So, you and Nancy, that's not romantic? Or are you bisexual?"

"Oh, nonono, Wheeler's a good listener and all, but I don't go for chicks"

"Oh, okay, that's cool"

Eddie lifts a brow at the way Robin stares at the ground while she says it.

"What about you and Harrington?"

"Oh God NO, I love Steve but, he's like my brother."

"Oh okay, good"

"Good?"

"Um, yeah, I mean, you deserve a good support system. It's good to hear you two are so close"

"Right." Robin looks unconvinced

"Strange to think though, Steve Harrington being such close friends with a member of the opposite sex, tell me why does he think it is that you're immune to his charms?"

"You think Steve is charming?"

Eddie turns and starts to walk away without another word and Robin has to chase him down to continue the conversation

"Kidding jeez, Steve knows. He was actually the first person that I told"

"Wow, bold move Buckley. Wouldn't have been my first choice straight out of the gate, but glad to hear it worked out"

"Yeah, he's actually really cool, if you ever wanted to talk to him about it"

"Why would I want to do that, between you and Nance I think I'm set"

Robin's eyes widen

"So, Nancy knows? About you?"

"Oh, Nancy knows everything, that poor woman is thoroughly versed in every thought that passes through my head, she's basically my conscience and at least 45% of my self control"

Robin laughed and so did Eddie, then in a movement that neither is certain who initiated or why, the they end up hugging each other tightly for at least a minute and possibly several.

They're both sniffling and swiping at their eyes when they finally break apart. They awkwardly look at the ground and play with their rings and oversized sleeves respectively until one of them finally breaks the silence

"So, he was really cool with it? Just like that?"

Eddie tries to keep his tone even.

"He was, I really think you should talk to him, I mean, it couldn't hurt to have one more friend in your corner right?"

"I guess not. Though in that case you should probably talk to Wheeler too"

"Yeah, I guess I should"

Eddie confides in Steve nearly a week later, after literally holding Robins hand as she confessed to Nancy and after the two of them spent several days talking Eddie down from the various worst case scenarios that he threw out each time they suggested that he and the other man should talk. Eddie comes to the video store on a day when Robin is working so she can provide moral support/stare him down if he starts to chicken out. His concerns turn out to have been unwarranted when Steve's eyes go wide and he almost immediately fires back with the fact that he's bisexual.

Steve asks Eddie on a date less than a week later.

Nancy's sexuality crisis is short lived and prosessed in enough time that she asks Robin out on nearly the same day.

*I don't have time or drive to write this in any more depth so feel free to run with this or any ideas there in if you like*

#steddie #the fruity four #I'm sorry #ronance #eddie munson x steve harrington #robin buckley x nancy wheeler #nancy and eddie #as besties #robin and eddie #dynamic saves the day #robin and steve #are codependent

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ronancebyler · 8 months

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steve is an honorary buckley and nancy is an honorary munson. i rest my case.

#platonic stobin #platonic soulmates stobin #platonic edancy #platonic soulmates edancy #eddie and nancy #nancy and eddie #i have seen the best of queue and the worst of queue and i choose both #virgil shut up challenge #please any platonic ednancy fics #i am in scraps #the harrington family and the wheeler family are both the worse but wayne and robins parents are the best (real and true)#or if you believe robins parents suck which is a hc i also see then steve's an honorary buckley and all asshole buckleys no longer count!#they are the only buckleys (real and true)#neddie

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eddiesmunsin · 2 years

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nancy: —it felt exactly like when someone asks you 'which one do you like more, your mom or your dad?'!

eddie: easy. my mom. why's that hard?

nancy: wha- no- just, y'know cause it's hard sometimes to choose and—

steve: i got this, nance.

steve: it's like someone asking you, 'which one do you like more, black sabbath or metallica?'

eddie: *dramatic gasp* BLASPHEMY! HOWEVER DARE THEY?!

nancy: ... how the hell did you do that?

steve: it's easy cause we both have daddy issues.

robin: what would be your equivalent of the 'choose which parent' question?

eddie: which one do you like more, wham! or abba?

steve: atrocity, NO ONE CAN ASK THAT!

nancy: ...

robin: ...

nancy: well, at least they got it.

robin: i'm actually scared of how much they're starting to turn into one person.

nancy: well, there's no apocalypse yet, so that's good.

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mikhardwheat · 1 year

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Nancy & Eddie Friendship Dynamics

Nancy and Eddie are bffs and Mike hates it, because Nancy's painting Eddie's nails and they hang out a lot. Mike thinks they're dating. He cries for an hour when he finds out that Eddie's dating Steve.

Eddie and Nancy are hanging out at Wheelers. The doorbell rings, Mike opens the door.

Steve: hi, is Eddie he-

Mike: no.

He shuts the door and walks away

#nancy wheeler #eddie munson #mike wheeler #nancy and eddie #nancy and mike #wheeler siblings #eddie and mike #steve harrington #steddie #steve and mike

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stevesbipanic · 2 years

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I hc Eddie as a burnt out gifted kid and from that Eddie and Nancy were friends as kids who bonded over reading in the library. Eddie would go to the library to read because the books were free and Nancy would be there since it's quieter than home with her parents and younger siblings. I just imagine them gushing over books as kids but drifting apart when Eddie's grades slip due to home life or maybe he wasn't able to go to the library as often.

#i just want more Nancy and Eddie friendship #stranger things #stranger things s4 #st4 #eddie munson #stranger things season 4 #eddie munson stranger things #eddie the freak munson #nancy wheeler #Eddie was a gifted kid #nancy and eddie

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beep-beep-robin · 2 years

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hellfire club meetings take place in the wheeler‘s basement after the whole vecna ordeal. nancy has to supervise them bc karen still doesn‘t fully trust eddie, but mike practically begged her to let them have their meetings there.

so nancy just always sits with them in the basement, one night a week, because after all they‘d been through they all deserved their dnd sessions, didn‘t they?

in the breaks eddie goes outside to smoke, and nancy occasionally joins him, because she can only listen to so much dnd discourse from her brother and his friends.

they end up talking about the kids, how school‘s going, about robin and steve. eddie tells nance he’s been struggling with his studying, she offers to help him with it. this leads to eddie coming over to the wheeler house on days that there‘s no hellfire club meetings.

this makes mike suspect that there‘s something going on between his sister and eddie - which ends up being a great cover for what they were actually doing, which is studying for eddie‘s finals and bonding over their hopeless crushes on steve (eddie) and robin (nancy), because eddie doesn‘t want the rest of hellfire to know he needs help with school stuff.

when eddie finally graduates, nancy rewards him by reviving her old dnd character and joining in on a new campaign, much to the confusion of the kids. there‘s even more confusion when they suddenly have their own inside jokes that no one else understands. mike is definitely NOT jealous that his sister is now closer to eddie than he is.

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steddiealltheway · 2 years

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Nancy, trying to help Eddie study for finals by using Steve as an incentive: The faster you learn, the more time you’ll get to spend with Steve.

Eddie, trying to bring up Robin to distract Nancy from helping him: I couldn’t help but notice the hickey on Robin’s neck this morning.

Nancy: The WHAT?

#steddie #ronance #the fruity four #fruity four #eddie munson #nancy wheeler #steve harrington #robin buckley #incorrect fruity four quotes #incorrect steddie quotes #incorrect ronance quotes #incorrect stranger things quotes #stranger things incorrect quotes #eddie and nancy #nancy and eddie

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andforthecoating · 1 year

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eddie + nancy x admitting their unexpected change in perspective in the woods

#rewatching this scene from season 1 made me remember my love for s1 nancy #jancy #nancy wheeler #nancy x jonathan #steddie #eddie munson #steve x eddie #stranger things #nancy and eddie #my gifs

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formosusiniquis · 1 year

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Nancy is sick, sick of not being respected by the school newspaper. They call her a conspiracy theorist who is always looking for a story that doesn’t exist. They want to know why she can’t be content with covering the basketball district win or Mrs. O’Donnell’s twenty year teaching anniversary. Then someone spray paints a dick on every car in the staff parking lot. Twenty-seven dicks.

And everyone says it’s Eddie Munson.

Eddie is a stoner, a loudmouth, a delinquent, and insists on putting his shoes on cafeteria tables; but somehow Nancy just doesn’t see this being something Eddie did.

Principal Higgins and the rest of the Hawkins administration doesn’t seem to want to investigate any further. The paper has already published their piece on the matter. So Nancy decides she’s going to investigate this herself, not only that she’s going to come out with an expose proving Munson is innocent. A film expose, print media is dying anyway.

She recruits Robin Buckley, a band kid and jack of all trades, to operate the camera and she sets to work. She sticks her nose where it doesn’t belong, she digs into the Hawkins gossip mill determined to figure out who else could have done it. She doesn’t make friends.

Except Eddie kind of grows on her.

Robin kind of does too.

Except Robin, just like Nancy, is just as viable a suspect as about seven other people who led after school clubs and had a key to school -- which included access to the brand new security camera pointed at the staff parking lot.

Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson, Fred Benson, Chrissy Cunningham, Patrick McKinney.

Each of them had the opportunity and motive and Nancy thinks it’s important that they take the time to explore that. Robin doesn’t appreciate Nancy taking a logical look at her motivation, calling her out for her obvious crush on Chrissy and wanting to cancel prom so Chrissy can’t go with Jason. Nancy doesn’t appreciate how unseriously Robin is taking this. This is Nancy’s chance at something big. Sure, it’s no murder but felony vandalism is nothing to sneeze at, if she solves this people will finally take her seriously. Except Robin who thinks this whole thing is a joke. Who makes some bullshit little flipbook of Nancy drawing dicks on cars to give herself something to solve.

The part ways after that.

Nancy spends more time with Eddie. He’s funny. He helps her relax, not just with the weed but the contact high she gets hanging out with him and his friends is a nice bonus. He’s smart, smart enough she realizes that he could have done it if he wanted to.

She doesn’t want it to be Eddie. She doubles down. She makes up with Robin. They’re going to find out who really did this.

And she has it. She has it. She can prove, circumstantially, but enough that she’s sure she could get a confession from the actual perpetrator. When Eddie goes out and actually vandalizes Mrs. O’Donnell’s place, gets caught doing it by her neighbor. Hopper brings him in, Robin goes to deal with the neighbor while Nancy talks with Eddie. Talks to him about the expose, about how angry he felt about the way she made him out to be this burnout loser, the same kind of freak weirdo that everyone in school already thought he was, someone who’d been at Hawkins long enough to hold the grudge but not smart enough to actually get away with it. The only way they could even prove he was innocent was by proving how much of a fuckup loser he really was. Like anyone expected much better of a Munson.

Nancy isn’t sure what to do about the fact that all her project has really done is hurt people. She proved Eddie’s innocence at his own expense. She effectively outed Robin to the whole school, even if Robin says she forgives her, she aired half of the school’s dirty laundry and didn’t even officially catch who did it because no one will believe her now. Not when she’s got one more person calling for Eddie’s blood.

Some problems don’t have solutions. Some messes get made and can’t be cleaned up. But Nancy does her best. Nancy tries to do right by Eddie, tries to deserve some respect.

Also something, something Steve Harrington is Jenna Hawthorne. Something, something lonely, (queer), rich kid who puts up a cool, collected mask to keep the attention of others but is so desperate for love and affection that they accidentally get blackmailed into doing a felony by the person they thought loved them.

#stranger things #stranger things fic #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #eddie munson #american vandal #is this too niche?#american vandal fusion fic #nancy and eddie #nancy and eddie friendship #in true av style this would also be ronance but i didn't want to write a full blown fic #but also like eduardo franco being in both stranger things and american vandal it is serendipitous #truly meant to be

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