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[nburkhardt]

Was at Disneyland today and had a thought:

Disney cast member Steve being the one to escort Corroded Coffin & family around the parks. He’s trying very hard to stay professional and not give into Eddie Munson’s flirting.

He manages to make it the whole day with it, even if he really wants to. Steve isn’t ashamed to admit that he finds Eddie hot (he especially loves the pet names that fly out of the man’s mouth “hello honey pie!”)

The real problem is the next day, because of course the band has a multiple day pass. Normally Steve switches between jobs/areas, he was supposed to be working with Robin at Haunted Mansion, even already wearing the uniform when he gets told that he was requested by the band (more importantly: Eddie requested him)

Luckily he has another uniform with him and changes, apologies to Robin about her having to work with Keith again before heading to meet up with the band again.

But at the meet up point, he finds only Eddie there. With a lousy excuse for the other guys not being there. (they didn’t want to spend another day watching Eddie flirt, they went to Knott’s Berry Farm instead)

Steve is still professional though, because he doesn’t want to lose his job (Robin would kill him, especially since she keeps getting paired with Keith when Steve’s somewhere else) So, instead of out right flirting, he does give change up the normal gimmick/speech and at the end of the day, pretends not to see Eddie slip his number to him.

(It comes out months later on twitter. Fans go wild and try finding Steve at the parks not realizing he and Robin no longer work there. The two of them being folded into Corroded Coffin’s PR team instead.)

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… please don’t ask me what cast members do when they escort people around. I’ve never done that. I just saw a few groups of people with one and thought “that would be a fun fic idea” and well, I’m heading home now and decided to write this out hahaha. If anyone wants they can use this!

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[momotonescreaming]

💚 + steddie!

Of course! Hope this is the sort of thing you were after 😂

Prompt:💚 true love's kiss / magic kiss / healed

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Eddie was going to die.

Actually, for real this time. The sun was beating down thick and hot, and Eddie was outside. Exercising. Sweating like a sinner in church, smelling like an expired ham, hair sticking to his flushed skin. Sweat plastering it to his forehead, his neck, because he refused to put his hair up.

It wasn't part of his aesthetic, Steve.

He's regretting it now. Some fresh air on his neck sounds delightful right about now. Eddie groans, hands braced on his knees, heaving in a breath through his aching lungs. Gasping in air, arms fucking trembling with the force of keeping himself up. Basketball abandoned on the ground, rolling across the concrete of Steve's driveway. He watches it go, not making a move to stop it. Steve asked if he wanted to shoot hoops with him, and Steve just looked so excited Eddie couldn't say no.

And now he's here, dying in the middle of Steve's driveway. Basketball hoop above him, mounted to the garage wall. Taunting him. A bead of sweat drips down his face, hot and salty.

Steve the bastard, looks fucking energised. Hair swept off of his face, eyes sparkling in the sun, teeth shiny and white as he grins over at Eddie. Skin glowing, tanned and shiny and fresh. He's so in his element right now, it's not even funny. Clad in a stretched out tank top and gym shorts, loose and worn and showing off acres of delicious skin. Thick thighs, chiselled biceps, chest hair on show. Eddie kind of wants to lick him, taste the sweat. Fuck, his boyfriend's so fucking hot.

"Wanna shoot some more?" Steve asks, grinning and raising an eyebrow over at Eddie as he stops the basketball with his sneaker. Glee fucking leaking out of his face, through every sweaty pore.

Eddie groans, tipping his head towards the sky and letting himself tumble dramatically to the ground. Crumple into a sweaty pile in front of the Harrington's garage door. Still groaning, feeling the sun smothering him like a blanket -- Eddie starfishes out on the concrete.

"Can't," he wheezes in reply, still trying to catch his breath. "I'm dead. I'm gone. A magical spell has fallen upon me, cursing my moral flesh to slip into a sleep so deep, no man or mortal can wake me."

"Oh yeah?" Steve says with a smile, raising an eyebrow. He catches Eddie's eye, and lets out a gigglesnort as Eddie makes another melodramatic groan and sticks his tongue out. Closes his eyes against the glare of the sun. "You sure about that?"

"Maybe, just maybe," Eddie starts, opening an eye just enough to look over at Steve. Holds back a grin of his own. "Maybe I could be woken by true love's kiss?"

"Coming right up, Sleeping Beauty," Steve says, humour leaking out through his words. Eddie shutting his eyes again as soon as he spots Steve heading towards him on the ground. Leaning on the concrete next to him, radiating heat. He lets himself breathe, take a moment, as Steve's calloused hands brush his sweaty off of his face. Trail down his face, cradling his cheeks.

And then they're kissing.

Right in the middle of the Harrington's driveway. Slow and sweet and getting deeper with every passing second. Steve tastes like sweat, like the Gatorade he had earlier, as Eddie tries to lick his way into his mouth. Brings his hands up to grasp at whatever part of Steve he can - his tank top, his waist - and hold on tight as Steve kisses him breathless.

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[strangersteddierthings]

Everyone Meets Steve's Parents at a BBQ for wip weekend 🥰🥰

Hey! I am happy to share the next 3 sentences. It's directly after the other ask I just answer about this one.

And really talk to Eddie. They'd watched two movies in almost complete silence, just sitting closer and closer until they were cuddling. Which was nice but Steve knows he needs reassurances, or he'll spiral.

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[estrellami-1]

If I Should Stay

Y’all are the absolute funniest most of the tags/comments on part 2 were either “oh shit Nancy????” Like we as a collective Steddie hivemind genuinely forgot Steve and Nancy were a Thing for a minute and I think that’s so sexy of us. OR y’all went “OH THANK FUCK ROBIN REMEMBERS” which. Y’all. Y’all don’t understand how little control I actually have over this fic 😂 like genuinely I’m not creating anything, it’s writing itself, I’m just writing the words down. It’s fantastic. 😂 also keep in mind I have a tentative posting schedule of every 4 days so expect something on/around the 16th! ❤️

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Eddie runs.

He’s terrified and a coward but it’s kept him alive this long so he runs, books it back to his van, ignores Harrington calling out for him, only realizes when he’s most of the way home that he’s still got the ring clenched in his hand.

He stares at it long enough at a stoplight that someone honks at him when it turns green. “What the fuck,” he whispers again, placing it on his desk when he gets home. “What the fuck.”

Wayne knocks on his door then immediately pokes his head in, which completely defeats the purpose of the knock, but Eddie’s door was open anyways. “Eds?”

“Yeah?”

“Y’alright, kiddo?”

“I think I hallucinated.”

Wayne’s silent for a few long moments. “Did you take somethin’? Or are you bein’ dramatic?”

“I didn’t take anything.”

Wayne sighs. “Wanna tell me what you think you hallucinated?”

He’s about to, it’s on the tip of his tongue, but he can’t quite say it. Like there’s a dam at the front of his mouth, and the words can’t break through. He lets out a desperate chuckle and shakes his head, flopping backwards onto his bed. “I don’t even know.”

Wayne raises a brow, but before he can respond, there’s a knock on the trailer door.

Knock is a polite term for it. It’s more like someone’s trying to break down the door with their fist. “Munson!” Someone yells. “Open this door, dammit, or I will drag you out by your ears?”

“Boy,” Wayne says, looking at him. “What the fuck did you get yourself into?”

Eddie groans, grabs his pillow, and screams into it.

When he surfaces for air, Wayne’s gone, talking to the person at the front door. Eddie vaguely recognizes the voice. Female, young, probably someone he has a class with.

Wayne, the traitor, lets her in, and Eddie’s suddenly faced with a furious Robin Buckley. He blinks. “Buckley?”

He tries to think back, but he hadn’t sold her anything recently—or ever, for that matter—so he has no idea why she’s here, looking like she’s about to murder him. “You said you’d listen.”

He blinks again. Sits up to face her. “What?”

“Steve. He told you.”

“Steve- Harrington? Oh, come on, Buckley, are you delusional too?”

Blue eyes narrow at him. “You’ve got a little stick-n-poke on your thigh. It’s an upside down star. It’s crappy ‘cause you did it yourself, but that’s why you love it. He already said your favorite song, so I won’t repeat it. You’ve had a frankly ridiculous crush on him practically since the moment you laid eyes on him. You call your guitar your sweetheart because that’s what your mom called you, and she’s the one who taught you to play.” She crosses her arms. “I can keep going.”

“I suppose you’re from the future, then, too?” Her words catch up to him and he suddenly blanches. “I, uh, I’m not sure about your second point.”

She softens some, which is rather unexpected, but he’s grateful. “Oh, Eddie.” She sits on the edge of his bed. “Me too. It’s alright. I’m sorry, I got upset because you ran, after you told Steve you’d listen, and…” she sighs, looking around his room, before standing when she catches sight of the ring on his desk. She picks it up and studies it. “This is practically all we have left,” she says softly, and Eddie feels like throwing up.

“Because I die?”

She looks at him like she’s seeing a ghost. “Yeah.”

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It is technically not Valentine's day for me anymore but it's still Valentine's day in other places so I'm writing it anyways.

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Eddie walked into Family Video, shaking the snow out of his hair because he refused to wear a hat, and he stopped in his tracks when he saw the decorations. Hearts, pink and red and white hearts. Hearts on the counter and hanging from the ceiling.

Valentine's Day was coming.

"Hey, Eddie." He managed to snap himself out of his stupor to look at Steve. God, Steve. It really is unfair how pretty he is, even in a polo and his stupid work vest. Grinning, Eddie walked up to the counter and leaned his elbows on it, immediately grabbing a heart and glaring at it before tossing it over his shoulder.

"Hey, Stevie. I see Hallmark has sunk its claws into Family Video." He watched Steve get the most adorable frown on his face, his eyebrows scrunching up in confusion.

"Hallmark, what-? Oh! The hearts, right?" Eddie grinned even wider, grabbing another heart and starting to rip little pieces off of it.

"Yeah, figures a movie store would buy into the capitalist propaganda though," Eddie groaned as he spoke, finally ripping the heart to pieces and scattering it on the counter. Steve was giving him a weird look that Eddie couldn't quite decipher but he was save from contemplating it by Robin stepping out from the back room.

"Oh joy, our most frequent and worst customer." Eddie stood up straight with a gasp, holding a hand over his heart.

"Birdie, you wound me. I am your best customer." She chucked a ball of paper at him, somehow managing to hit his chest with only a glance in his direction.

"You can't be our best customer when you barely buy anything and all you do is distract Steve from working." Eddie couldn't help but laugh when Steve yelled a noise of complaint. "What are you even doing here today, Eddie? Shouldn't you be out preparing a valentine for someone or something?"

"Ha! Me, participating it that sham of a holiday?" Eddie laughed, shaking his head. "Absolutely not, Bucks. Valentine's day is a corporate sham that preys on the lonely and not lonely alike. If you're in a relationship you get pressured into buying thoughtless gifts to show off how happy you are for a day. If you aren't in a relationship, then you just get crushed under all the pink and hearts and babies in diapers with arrows, and you get pushed into buying excessive amounts of booze and food so you feel a little less lonely for the day. I've never celebrated and I don't have any plans to any time soon." When he finished his speech he expected someone to say something, but it was completely silent. Robin had moved over to stand behind the counter with Steve and she was frowning at him (something he never liked because she only frowned at him when he was being really stupid and he usually couldn't figure out what he did). Steve was standing oddly still and he had that weird look on his face again. "You feeling okay, Stevie?"

"Oh, uh, yeah. Totally fine." They all lapsed into silence again before Robin cleared her throat.

"Well, I mean, it's not just about relationships it's also St-Ow!" Eddie turned fully to look at Robin who seemed to be leaning weirdly to one side.

"You good?" He watched as Robin and Steve had one of their silent conversations. He loved that they had each other but the silent talking did get annoying.

"...Yeah, slipped and stubbed my toe, that's all. But if you want to avoid Valentine's day you may want to run because we put out all the romcoms today so the crowds will be bad." Eddie wrinkled his nose in distate.

"Ugh, thanks for the warning, I'll see you guys around then?" He glanced between them, noticing that both of them were giving him a tight smile that didn't quite reach their eyes but he decided not to dwell on it. "I gotta catch up with Nance, someone does have a date and has asked her bestie to help her plan it. Any requests, Buckley?" Eddie was relieved when that did get Robin to blush, finally a normal reaction.

"Not really." Eddie just grinned, throwing up a two finger salute before heading back out into the snow to head to the Wheeler's.

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"Nance, I promise you, Robin does not care how elaborate your date is, she will love it anyway because you planned it." Eddie was sprawled on Nancy's bed in her room, arms behind his head as Nancy paced in front of him.

"It's our first Valentine's day, I want it to be special." Eddie scoffed quietly. Nancy had already heard his anti-Valentine's day speech and while they didn't agree, they decided to just move past it. "Oh, right, I meant to ask. I know that you still refuse to ask Steve out, for reasons unknown-"

"They aren't unknown, Nance, we just don't know-"

"Hush. I know you won't ask him out, but are you at least planning something nice for his birthday? I don't know how much I'll be able to help you with since it's in two days-" Eddie suddenly sat up on the bed, staring at Nancy with wide eyes. She couldn't be saying what he thought she was saying.

"Nancy. I need you to not judge me right now when I ask you a question." He waited for her to nod at him, eyebrow already raised to judge him. "What day is Steve's birthday?"

"The fourteenth? Did he not tell you? Eddie? Why do you look so panicked?" He had collapsed back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling in horror. He had gone on and on about how much he hated Valentine's day and how he wasn't planning anything ever and... and he basically said that Steve's birthday was a day he hated. What kind of friend does that?

"I didn't know- Nance, I gave him the V-day speech-"

"Please tell me you are joking, Edward Munson, or so help me-"

"Nancy! Why would I joke about this! I just basically told the guy that I'm practically in love with that I hate his birthday! What do I do!" He was standing now, taking up Nancy's place and pacing the room until she grabbed him by the shoulders and forced him to look at her.

"Eddie, listen to me. You helped me plan my date, now I'm going to help you. Because there is no way I am letting you fix this without telling Steve that you love him, and there will be no arguments. You fucked up, not it's time to not run away and fix it."

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[stevesjockstrap]

#12 for steddie!

things you said when you thought I was asleep… (thank you! 🥰)

It had been a long, loud day with everyone over Steve’s house, celebrating the beginning of summer with a cookout and swimming. Every inch of Eddie felt sore, his skin tight from the sun and the pool. His cheeks hurt from smiling. But he decided he liked all of that.

Steve came out of his bathroom with just a towel around his waist and he tried to catch the gasp that almost punched out of him. “Your turn,” Steve said easy as anything as he crossed the room to his dresser.

Eddie tried not to think about him in the shower. He kept flicking away from the thought of Steve being in this same spot minutes before, naked and wet. Get a grip, Munson. This thing between them had been building quickly since Spring Break, but neither of them had given it a name or talked about it.

They were all so touched starved that it took Eddie some time to figure out the casual touches and cuddles that he received from Steve weren’t normal friendly touches. The way he’d drag his hand across his lower back when he passed, or drop into his lap on the couch during a movie. Eddie had been sleeping here for weeks, in his bed. It started as a way to keep the nightmares away but now…

Eddie showered quickly, forcing himself to focus on the tasks and not the boy outside the door.

He sighed happily from his now accustomed place, wrapped around Steve. In his bed. Steve’s deep breaths puffed against his chest and he couldn’t hold back the small smile on his face. Watching him be host and tie breaker and big brother and momma duck to the kids today had warmed what he thought was a cold dead heart.

Eddie reached a hand out to push hair from Steve’s forehead. Without all the product it was soft and fluffy.

“Please let me keep you,” he whispered, unable to hold it back. Hoping if he voiced it into this quiet perfect moment, it could come true.

“Of course you can,” came the low reply. Eddie froze. Steve didn’t open his eyes but smiled and shifted impossibly closer to him. “If I can keep you, too.”

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[artiststarme]

Utter Chaos

Oof, this may be the dumbest and most chaotic thing I've ever written. I'm writing the second part to the fic where the Party forgot Steve's birthday so stay tuned. Please leave your thoughts in the comments!

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Robin was his best friend, his ride or die, his Platonic soulmate with a capital P. He knew she still wasn’t comfortable enough  to come out to the Party just as he wasn’t. So when she accidentally made a gay comment that outed herself, of course Steve jumped to focus everyone’s attention on himself. 

Robin was talking to Nancy about the failures of dating or something when it happened. She laughed at Nance’s comment about having crushes on poor choices. 

“Yeah, I had a crush on Vickie until I found out she had a boyfriend.” Robin’s eyes widened as soon as she realized what she said. 

“I mean-“ her panicked eyes whipped over to Steve’s and he knew he had to fix it. 

“How’d you get over it? My crush on Eddie just won’t go away.” He asked, sounding confident and nonchalant but his insides were riling. 

His words caused Eddie to suck in a deep breath of air and start choking. Steve looked at him and patted his back which only seemed to make the choking worse. 

“Dude, are you okay?” Eddie just gave an undignified whimper in response. 

Nancy’s eyes narrowed on Steve, “so what, you’re gay now?”

He felt oddly defensive in the face of her scrutiny and narrowed his eyes in retaliation. “No, I’m half-gay. What’s it to you?”

Robin cut Nancy off from the tirade that was sure to come, “Steve, it’s called bisexual.”

“Yeah, I’m that. I like guys and girls.”

Nancy paled a few shades, “that-that’s a thing?”

“Um yeah, obviously. I didn’t really realize it until I saw Eddie in the boat shed though.”

Eddie’s back tensed under Steve’s hand and he made a muffled shout of frustration and outrage. Steve just gave his shoulder a pat in commiseration. Yeah, he’d been there for months. Welcome to the club, Munson. 

The rest of the Party was silent. Dustin was staring between him and Eddie in unbridled glee like all of his wishes had come true. Lucas and Max looked unperturbed like they’d known for months which knowing them, they might have. Will looked hopefully ecstatic and El was smiling happily. Mike though, looked pissed. 

“That’s disgusting!” Mike yelled with his lip curled in disgust. 

“Shut the hell up, Mike!” Nancy yelled at her brother. 

Robin, Steve, and Eddie whipped their heads toward her but she just shrugged. “He shouldn’t talk to you guys like that. Plus, I’ve had a crush on Robin for weeks. I just didn’t know it was okay.”

Robin gasped obnoxiously and started hitting Steve’s shoulder over and over again. “Oh my god, oh my god, Steve! Oh my god! Can you believe this? Oh my god, no, does this violate our bro code? Oh no, she broke your heart. Of course you wouldn’t want me dating her.”

Steve just shook his head, “Robs, I just want you to be happy. I don’t mind if you want to date my ex. But if Nance hurts you like she hurt me, I’m gonna go after her and make her regret it.”

“Oh, thanks Steve!” She hugged him and he closed his eyes. At least everything had turned out right in the end. 

He didn’t notice Hopper and Joyce at the top of the stairs. They were both staring into the basement in confusion at what they’d just heard. All Hop could do was look at Joyce in utter befuddlement and mouth “what the fuck just happened?”

She just shrugged her shoulders, how the hell would she know?

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[gloomysoup]

i wanna write. make me write people. please. it's been so long.

here's some current wips you can make me write, along w brief descriptions (yes ik there's a lot of them) :

secrets

omega!steve/alpha!eddie - in which steve and eddie are decidedly NOT a thing. eddie gets a record deal, steve finds out he's pregnant, and shenanigans ensue when he doesn't tell eddie (find more info here)

rockstar slice of life

rockstar!eddie/just some guy!steve - the boys live in chicago. eddie is in a band w new bandmates (he's still friends w the corroded coffin boys, but they had different dreams and passions. it was a mutual breakup on good terms). steve is the Band Boyfriend, making sure nobody dies. it is very fluffy and has minimal plot

daycare

omega!steve/alpha!eddie - steve runs a daycare out his home and takes care of The Party. based on a prompt from the WONDERFUL @nburkhardt (find more info here)

russian adventures

essentially steve goes to russia instead of hopper. it's all about the effects the experience had on him and how he tries to find normalcy again after being presumed dead for almost a year. perhaps a sprinkle of steddie but mostly steve navigating his relationships w the Party knowing that he's not the same person he was before

i've loved everything about you that hurt

this is like one of the very few with an actual title. it's based on G.I.N.A.S.F.S. by Fall Out Boy. it is an angsty steddie one shot set in eddie's pov (i have not yet figured out how to start writing this but i will figure it out)

steve's parents don't suck

i have no better title for this one tbh. basically, steves parents are famous musicians in a band. it's mostly about him not talking ab it w anyone, but the Party slowly figuring it out themselves. he uses connections to help corroded coffin as much as he can. i don't really have a plot yet

rockstar angst

rockstar!eddie/teacher!steve - they have a big fight right before eddie takes off to pursue his music, leaving steve behind to simmer in his anger and frustration. steve follows eddie's career closely, but they don't see each other again for fifteen years. there's still bad blood between them, even after so much time, but eventually they will work their shit out

stepdads

omega!steve/alpha!eddie - steve is a single parent. eddie falls in love. shenanigans ensue. (find more info here)

the things that haunt me (in the middle of the night)

in simplest terms, steve gets vecna'd. he doesn't tell anyone. very angsty with a lot of steve hurt, but a happy comforting ending (find slightly more info here)

alright that's all i have to share right now. there's other things swirling thru my docs but nothing ready for tumblr yet. idk just like send me asks and make me write things. also if you have any ideas to add to any of these, i wouldn't say no. i will answer all of them as quickly as possible, and they will most likely all include some snippet that i write for each one :))

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[every-aj-needs-an-angel]

Okay who's weeping on their lunchbreak? ✋️😭

Who also had to lie about why they were weeping on their lunchbreak? ✋️😂

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WIP Writing Poll

Oh boy here we go again, the number of WIPs just keeps getting bigger! 😬

Thank you @hbyrde36, my dear, for the tag. 🖤

Rules: Make a 24-hour poll with the names of your wips and then for whichever wins, write one sentence for every vote it gets (but you should also write 1 sentence for every vote each of them gets!)

I think I'll do the same and post the snippets here after I get them written so watch this space! All will be posted under their respective tags that are tagged here too. I'm currently vacillating between debilitating burnout, writers block and an idiosyncratic want to write at the same time. So hopefully this will help me get my head on straight again.

(Results)

Fic blurbs below the cut:

Return of The King - Part 8

Steddie vampire fic with vampire!Steve. Last chapter there was an earthquake, Wayne got the cliff-notes of the Upside Down, a car chase van chase, feral Steve, and they approached the gate to the Upside Down.

Comeuppance

The kids (Dustin) try to meddle in Steve's love life though they've been warned not to. Everything starts falling apart and they get their comeuppance.

Through The Valley

Post-Apocalyptic AU set roughly fourteen months after spring break. Eddie, Dustin and Nancy have a nice little community of survivors outside of Hawkins that they take care of. They're the ones who know most about this stuff after all, since the military abandoned them. They don't talk about it, but each of them hopes they can find the others again soon. But it's been so long already.

Unnamed D&D AU

Step right up! Step right up! We got a fantasy AU here! Necromancy! Enemies to lovers! Religious cults! Murder husbands! Who did this to you? Featuring Paladin!Steve and Bard!Eddie who won't stay Bard!Eddie for very long...

And They Were Roommates!

Bitchy queers Steve and Eddie don't like living together and they do not like each other. They snipe and bitch and complain. But Eddie hasn't come home yet and it's not like Steve is worried or anything... he's just... concerned for a fellow human being... that's all.

Unnamed Spies/Secret Agents AU

Containing both an established relationship oneshot and a getting together prequel. Similar to others above we've got enemies to lovers, bitchy, sexy, flirting while trying to kill each other, murder husbands, protective Eddie and maybe just a smidge of Steve getting duped. As a treat.

Unnamed PStobin+RSteddie Baby AU

Steve and his husband had always wanted kids. Except apparently Albert wasn't quite so up for it as he'd previously said. Robin is just standing there, 37 weeks pregnant with Steve's IVF baby having just punched Albert in the nose and oh god why is she leaking everywhere?? Is it happening?? IT'S HAPPENING, OH JESUS! TAXI!

Before He Cheats

I swear to god it sounds so much worse than it is. Steddie boys DO NOT cheat on each other in this fic or ANY of my fics EVER, you can be assured of that.

It's a songfic.

I'm just gonna drop this here.

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[stevieschrodinger]

Demobat!Eddie is now a fic on AO3!

Eddie goes zero to sixty when he wakes up. He expects to be dead, so the strong smell of disinfectant and boiled hospital food comes as a shock that, at first, he doesn’t quite believe.

But then the irregular bleating of the heart monitor next to him starts to sink in, the beeps sounding way too fucking fast and that stresses Eddie out even more. He tries to escape out of the bed, gets tangled in tubes and wires, agony burning up his side and through his stomach, and he practically falls out of the bed when his own legs won’t hold him.

The floor is rock solid and stone cold, and that just ratchets Eddie’s panic further, because now he’s stuck and he can’t escape, his body isn’t working right, and there are people – people he doesn't know – touching him, all talking all over each other and it’s so much, too much to handle, the overload -

Eddie feels like he’s been plunged into freezing water, he can hardly breath, his chest has gone so tight, all his muscles locked up.

“Holy shit kid,” a voice Eddie would recognize anywhere, mostly because he’s been warned by that voice so many times about getting caught dealing and carrying and, “Jesus, give him some room a second.”

“I thought you were dead,” Eddie rasps out, voice totally fucked.

“Yeah, well, thought the same about you kid,” Hopper answers, stoic and honest as always.

“I can’t stay here,” Eddie finds his hands twisted up in the material of Hoppers jacket, he can’t really feel the material in his hands, just pain in his fingertips, “please, I can’t-” Eddie chokes off a sob, desperately begging Hopper to understand.

Hopper nods, knowingly, “back into bed, give me half an hour.”

Eddie agrees, holds onto that, because the lights are too bright and the noises are all so fucking loud and even the sound of his own breathing is annoying.

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[nburkhardt]

Imagine with me ✨

Modern au of Steve wanting to go on The Amazing Race. Robin was originally his partner but she ended up backing out due to either school, job or just because she’s a klutz. His second choice is Dustin.

They’re immediate fan favorites. Steve and Dustin are nonstop with their back and forth, giving each other shit and bickering like the brothers they are.

Dustin’s memory works a whole lot better than Steve’s while Steve is great in the athletic field. Steve does the driving, Dustin holds the map and they argue about where they are half of the time. The other teams are constantly amazed they even make it to the destination half of the time.

They win of course 😌

Had this thought while at work and decided it needed to be shared 🥰

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[momotonescreaming]

💛 for whatever ship you decide 🥰

also steddie for this one, what can I say, I got into a groove

Prompt: 💛 reunion kiss / relief

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Steve slams the door behind him, wincing as the mugs littering the trailer walls rattle with the force of it. Sighing deeply, he shucks his jacket off, takes his keys out of his pocket and throws them both onto the Munson’s kitchen table. Stands there for a second, and enjoys the fact that he’s not in his parent’s house anymore, they don’t have their judgemental eyes on him, he can finally be without being watched.

His parents, the neighbours, the ever present threat of reputation and the Harrington name.

He didn’t have to worry about that with Eddie, who he hadn’t seen in well over a week. His parents rushing into Hawkins like a tornado and disrupting whatever routine Steve had set himself. Cancelling his movie nights, and dates, hangouts with Robin. He didn’t even have the time to watch the game on TV. Reading the scores in the papers the next day, or hearing it on the radio just wasn’t the same.

It was all about them. Never Steve, never considering him a person in his own right. He was a prop, a pawn, something for them to pick up and put down again when they got bored.

“Wayne?” And aching familiar voice calls, echoing out of the bedroom down the hall. Steve’s turning, weight falling off of his shoulders as he lets Eddie’s voice wrap around him. “Why’re you home early?”

“I’m not,” Steve calls back, trying not to cringe into himself as he realises just how tired he sounds.

“Steve?” Eddie says, voice raising, and there’s a slight thump noise as Steve watches his boyfriend rush to his bedroom door and throw it open. “I thought you’d never be free.”

“Tell me about it,” Steve admits, feeling a little like he’s about to melt into the trailer floor. Slowly making his way over to Eddie, automatically, instinctively — watching as Eddie does the same. Opening his tattooed arms, wrapping Steve into them as soon as he can. Enveloping him into a hug.

“I got you,” Eddie mumbles, and Steve buries his face into the crook of Eddie’s neck.

He hugs his boyfriend back, letting the warmth of Eddie seep into him. Settle the ache, the worry, the wear and tear of being around his parents. Sighs, the tension falling off his shoulders, his muscles easing, no longer wound tight. He takes a breath, enjoying the feeling of Eddie’s arms around him, the soothing and familiar smell of cigarettes and his shampoo.

Pulling back, Steve takes the moment to cradle Eddie’s cheeks in the palm of his hands. Drawing along his jawline. Eddie’s eyes soften as they lock onto his, comforting, inviting. Steve smiles, soft and weary, and pulls Eddie into a kiss.

Eddie lets himself be pulled, wrapping his arms around Steve’s waist. A comforting weight, as Steve keeps his kisses soft. Almost light. For comfort, for intimacy, for love. They don’t need to go any further, don’t even need to move from that spot, as Eddie kisses Steve back. Puts as much care and comfort into every press of his lips as he can.

It’s like stepping under a waterfall, wrapping yourself up in a blanket on a hot summers day, finally taking your pants off after a big meal. It’s comfort. Eddie’s comfort. Knowing exactly when to step in, and when to stay back. When to let Steve work through it on his own, and when to draw Steve into his arms.

He knows when to keep kissing. Sinking into the moment, hands splayed on Steve’s back. Eyes fluttering shut and kissing his boyfriend for as long as he needs.

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[steves-strapcollection]

WIP Wednesday!

So I was tagged by @nburkhardt @stobinesque @spicysix @eriquin and @steddieas-shegoes so thank you!!

I'm still working on peace of mind so for this wip wednesday, I'm gonna do something different!!

I wanna work on my Steve Bingo fills once I'm done peace of mind so

After voting!!!

Send me an ask saying you voted and what you voted for, and I'll answer with 3 sentences of that fill when I start working on it! ;p

No Pressure Tags!!!

@scarcrossdlvrs @patchworkgargoyle @scoops-stevie @legitcookie @sidekick-hero @thefreakandthehair @pizzaqueen

#wip wednesday

[estrellami-1]

Pay the Price

Here you go, you insatiable little shits. Love ya. I’m gonna try to update every Sunday, at least until I run out of prewritten parts. Taglist is CLOSED (bc y’all are feral ❤️) so if you’re new and want to follow along, “#pay the price fic” is the fic tag and “#starambles” is my writing tag. Subscribe to whichever you want!

Part 2

“Ed, phone!” Wayne calls, and he scrambles from where he’s on his bed, writing lyrics.

“Coming!” He yelps, barely not running into a wall.

He takes the phone and vaguely recognizes the voice on the other end. He figures it’s someone at school, but can’t quite place it until the end of their conversation.

“Y’know Loch Nora?”

He scoffs. “Doesn’t everybody?” He asks, derision clear in his voice. Only the richest of the rich for their little podunk town, the who’s-who of Bumfuck, Indiana, live in Loch Nora.

“Last house on the right. Twenty minutes. See you then, Munson.”

Then the absolute asshole—because of course Eddie knows who it is now—hangs up.

Steve Harrington. The golden boy of Hawkins High.

Except that’s not the case anymore, is it? He thinks about the past year. He fell from the top of the totem pole like a rock, doing a perfect fucking swan dive all the way to the bottom, then standing up and brushing off his shoulders like it didn’t even matter to him.

And what had he said- babysit? The Hellfire freshmen? Yeah; Eddie definitely needs more context.

He grabs his keys, jams his feet into his shoes, and takes off.

He gets to the Harrington house (can it be called a house if it fits five of Eddie’s trailers? Or would that be classified as a mansion?) not much later, bounds up the steps, and knocks confidently on the door.

Steve Harrington—the man, the myth, the legend, the enigma—has some explaining to do.

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[tartarusknight]

5 Random Words Fic

Rules: Generate 5 random words using this generator and then write something using those words! Tag 5 (or however many you want) mutuals to challenge! (If you don’t like your 5 words, try again. This is supposed to be fun!)

Tagged by @nburkhardt <3

Grief, Floodgate, Outcast, Claim, Penitence

(Little late but I honestly forgot this was in my drafts lol)

Let Steve say on record that he didn't really like Jason Carver. The kid was annoying and picked up his anger from his dad.

Or, um, their dad.

Because at the end of the day, Steve's dad was a cheating piece of shit who thought it was a smart thing to move their family to the small town of Hawkins after he got a young girl pregnant. And then he thought he'd be able to hide it and care for his wife, who just had their kid, and his girlfriend, who was pregnant.

It didn't work.

Even so, that didn't mean Steve ever had to deal with the Carver's much. Soon after Jason was born, his mom married another man, and his dad slept with ore random women, just with more caution than before. It meant Steve didn't really have a dad, and Jason had a step dad. And while Steve's mom didn't want him and Jason to interact, Jason's mom was the opposite.

At first, Steve had kind of wanted that friendship. He thought it would be awesome to have a younger brother. But he soon learned the floodgate that opened up with that. His mom screamed at Steve and his dad. Claiming it wasn't fair and that she didn't want her son around the tramp and the bastard son.

And well, Steve hated seeing her mom so angry so he listened. He did everyone a favor and pushed himself away from Jason. Steve didn't completely ignore him though, smiling at him at school. But he worried about getting too close ever again and making his mom angry.

He didn't really bother with Jason outside of sports, as bad as it sounded. He expected Jason to hate him for it, but he never really did. And by the time they got to high school and the Upside Down shit started, he hated himself for giving up on that relationship. Sure, he saw Jason's mean streak, but he also felt like he could've helped him.

When he became close friends with Dustin, he felt worse, like he was replacing the younger brother that he could've had. Sure Steve did small things, like talking to the coach about handing over the title to Jason the next year or smiling at him in the hallways. Tiny little things that never felt like enough, but it felt like Steve couldn't become Jason's friend now after all this time. Not to mention all the trauma that put a barrier between Steve and everyone else (minus the party, though).

And when Billy pushed him off his throne and made him an outcast to the of his best ability for Steve's senior year, Jason didn't do anything to help him. He didn't step in when Billy pushed him around. But Steve didn't expect him to. They weren't truly friends or brothers. In fact, he saw the kids more as siblings than Jason ever would be. Still, there was always that little voice in the back of his head, saying that Steve didn't try hard enough.

After Steve had graduated, he figured he might never see Jason again, but he underestimated Jason's determination to be his friend. Stopping by Scoops than Family Video always getting something, but he always tried to have a long conversation with Steve. Robin said that Jason (even though he was a prick) obviously looked up to Steve, and that was without the knowledge that they were related.

But it was the spring break of 1986 that Steve was forced to examine those feelings. The anger when Jason rallied the town into a witch hunt against an innocent man. That because of Jason no one would trust Eddie even after the government cleared his name.

But when Steve sat in his joint room with Eddie and Max (thanks to Nancy's stubbornness) he only felt grief. Sitting with Robin on his bed. Dustin is over by Eddie with Nancy sitting on the end of Eddie's bed. Erica between Max and Steve with Lucas right next to Max, they talked about all that happened.

First had been Nancy then a mix of Dustin and Eddie talking over each other before the final group started talking. Lucas took the lead until he got to Jason. Steve felt anger boil in him as Lucas told them that Jason had given him his first concussion. That Max was in the hospital because of Jason. Both Sinclairs were hurt because of Jason.

But then came the rest of the news. The crack opens up and Jason is ripped apart. "That little bitch got what was coming for him," Erica snapped.

Lucas gave a tired, "Erica."

She just shrugged her shoulders, "Just the facts."

Steve had frozen then before the grief had hit. He wanted to agree with Erica, and claim that Jason deserved it but he couldn't. Steve just went quiet as everyone else kept talking until Robin gave him a little shake. "Is the pain getting bad?" She whispered as quietly as she could with his bad hearing.

He shook his head and looked over at her worried face. "I'm ok," he murmured and she didn't look to believe him. He had chosen the kids over Jason for siblings and now this is his penance. The world put Jason against his kids and Jason died. And Steve wasn't even there. He couldn't've done anything to help either of them.

The rest of the party were talking but he and Robin stayed quiet. He leaned over to her, "Do you think it hurt Jason?" He whispered even though he truly knew the answer.

She raised an eyebrow, "He was torn in half. I don't think it felt nice." Robin joked and Steve nodded, feeling lost for a moment. Steve had never wanted to claim Jason as his brother. Even less after this week but it didn't matter. Steve lost a brother as estranged as they had been.

Maybe if Steve had been kinder, better... there. Maybe Jason would be alive. Maybe Steve could've stopped this.

"You okay, Stevie?" Eddie asked from the bed over and Steve looked over.

He pictured his brother dying terribly because of his anger towards this man right here. He pictured the fear Jason had to have after seeing Patrick die. But he took a deep breath, "Yeah."

Steve had ignored death before. He ignored Jason before. He could do it again. "Yeah man," he repeated, forcing himself to smile at the metalhead.

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