27, she/her. He strutted across that cafeteria table and straight into my heart. My non-ST blog is @headovaheelsinlove.
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you know what...my favorite steddie trope is actually "they aren't even dating...yet". love seeing the most ridiculous, homoerotic, and codependent shit slapped together in two sentences and then followed by they're not even dating. i eat it up every time, keep doing that shit🙌
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I’m team “Eddie is a huge flirt and can charm the legs off a millipede, but the second his advances are ACTUALLY returned sincerely, he gets so shocked he becomes a bumbling idiot.”
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Steve drives out to Forest Hills to help Max move into her new place. He sees a bunch of bikes laying all over the place, parks, walks into the trailer and is immediately accosted by Max’s mom’s…new boyfriend?
Meanwhile, Wayne looks up from the toaster oven he’s taken apart and sees one of Eddie’s friends. He tells the kid, “Come over here an’ give me a hand with this.”
“Yeah, yeah. Wow, there’s a lot of stuff in here,” Steve says, looking around as he goes to help. He looks at the closed bedroom door like, “Is everybody…”
“Ran to the store to get supper.”
“Cool.”
Eddie comes home with a six pack of beer and stuff to make spaghetti, and walks into his house to see his uncle and Steve “The Hair” Harrington fussing with their broken toaster and talking about football.
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migraine Steve headcanon where Steve gets a migraine on his and Eddie's third date. either somehow Eddie has never seen Steve with a migraine or this is a no Upside down au (dealer's choice). Steve gets nervous, excusing himself to the bathroom to take some headache pills so Eddie doesn't ask questions. But they don't work. The headache gets worse throughout the date and Steve misses the point where he could have called it early and driven home without a problem. Now the headache is too much and he's too dizzy and he feels like he's gonna puke.
Eddie, obviously, notices something is wrong, asks Steve multiple times if he's OK, and Steve keeps deflecting. When he catches Steve squeezing his eyes shut he final breaks saying, "Sweetheart, something is obviously wrong. Let me take you home." They leave Steve's car wherever it is and Eddie carefully drives Steve home, eventually getting Steve to admit that he has a migraine.
They get Steve home and on the couch and Steve has never had a better migraine buddy. Eddie is turning down the lights, getting Steve's ice pack and the blanket off his bed upstairs. He talks quietly and moves slowly and brings Steve some ice tea from the fridge. Steve could cry... he might cry... he gets more emotional when he has a migraine. He's never felt so taken care of. Other than Robin, no other person, let alone someone he was dating, has ever spent this much time making sure Steve was ok.
They fall asleep in the livingroom and in the morning, when the migraine is gone, Steve makes Eddie breakfast and tries his best not to propose to him right then.
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I Put A Spell On You- fem reader x Steve Harrington x Chrissy Cunningham
After Chrissy and Jason have a big fight and break up at his Halloween party Steve and the reader make her forget by giving her the best sex of her life.
Steve is Tarzan, the reader is a witch and Chrissy is a vampire cheerleader. Reader met Steve at scoops and eventually, they worked together at family video and started dating.
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Jason's annual Halloween party was in full swing that night with Jason and Chrissy being vampires but her costume had a twist she was a vampire goth cheerleader. Even though everyone had graduated by now, and in college, you returned home to Hawkins for Halloween with your boyfriend Steve. It was a nice dinner before the party and you had dry ice cocktails with gummies, club sandwiches with a side of fries, and chocolate fondue. Now at the party, you were dancing to Girls Girls Girls by Motley Crue.
Some of the other guests included keg King Billy Hargrove, Eddie, Jeff, Garett, Jonathan, Argyle, Nancy, Robin, Tommy, and Carol—also some of Jason's jock friends, other cheerleaders, and of course Chrissy. There was also a DJ playing requests and spinning some vinyl. Eddie and you used to date and you loved to catch Corroded Coffin shows but even though he was your first real and serious long-term boyfriend and you lost your virginity to him- it was Steve who you fell for hard and fast. You were so in love. Eddie was still one of the best guys but you realized you were better off as friends.
There was bobbing for apples, a Halloween twister, and tons of Halloween-inspired treats/desserts, including candy corn, chocolates, cotton candy, caramel corn, and orange and black cupcakes. The punch was orange, and there was a keg of beer and some wine, vodka, and wine coolers. The house, inside and out, was decorated with a lot of Halloween decor, and everything looked so nice and spooky. Billy was dressed as a zombie slayer, Nancy was dressed as Janet Weiss, Jonathan as Brad from Rocky Horror, Argyle as Bob Marley, Robin, and Vickie with matching couple costumes of Daphne and Velma (with Robin being Velma), and Corroded Coffin as zombie rockstars.
Zombie Eddie complete with face paint and fake wounds hooked you up with the best weed for 15% off too. It was nice to be able to count on him. Eddie was the best at dealing and he gave you good discounts. Even though Jason didn't like him still he was allowed to sell some drugs as long as he gave Jason a bit of his stash.
Chrissy and Jason were outside smoking and he seemed paranoid. Next thing you knew they were fighting and he stormed off in a huff. Rushing outside to her rescue you gave her a tissue since you realized she was crying. She looked adorable in her vampire cheerleader Halloween costume complete with fake fangs that were made and designed to look like real teeth complete with fake blood. Steve was the best Tarzan that night with his beautiful chest hair on display and you were dressed up as a sexy witch in all black and fishnets (and no underwear).
"Thank you. That's nice of you but you didn't have to," she told you with a sad look. At least her mascara was waterproof. "We broke up," she added meekly.
Taking the tissue she dabbed her eyes with it. Steve was still inside but nearby looking concerned as a Def Leppard song began blaring through the sound system. Chrissy sighed heavily and leaned against the wall as you sipped red wine from a blue solo cup. Chrissy was looking forlorn but you wanted to cheer her up since she was one of your closest friends after all.
"Look I saw what happened with Jason and you don't deserve that but you can do so much better than him. It's going to be okay though. Maybe we should dance?" You suggested as you took her hand in yours squeezing it assuringly. She had the most dainty and small fingers. For the party, she had done her nails white with a red dripping blood effect whereas yours were jet black.
"Sure that would be nice. Is your boyfriend Steve going to join us?" She asks softly as she tosses the tissue aside.
"He will be I guess. He does make quite the Tarzan don't you think?"
She nodded and laughed softly. Taking your hand she walked back inside with you as Def's song Pour Some Sugar on Me was wrapping up. The next song started as you began dancing and by now Jason and his buddies were outside shooting some hoops. As you and Chrissy danced to 'Do you wanna touch me?' by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts, Steve had a mischievous grin on his face.
The rest of the partygoers dancing inside still looked at you and Chrissy touching and dancing. They were mouths agape as you moved closer to Chrissy running your fingers through her strawberry-blonde hair. She was smiling her mouth close to yours before you remembered you weren't alone. Before things went any farther you whispered into her ear.
"Can we take this to a bedroom?" You asked softly.
"Sure. Invite Steve if you want," she added in a loud whisper.
The next song came on The Runaway's big hit Cherry Bomb. As Cherrie Curry's voice boomed from the loudspeaker Chrissy made her way to an empty room where you found Steve again. Going over to him you took him by the hand and several of the partygoers looked at you with interest in their eyes. Did you want to be more than friends with your good friend of so many years Chrissy Cunningham? The answer to that was yes of course.
"Chrissy wants us alone and you can come too, Steve," you whispered to him as you made your way down the hall noticing Chrissy going to Jason's room.
"Wow uh sure. Unexpected but I'm really glad."
In Jason's room, you noticed Chrissy looking out the window into the pale moonlight. Noticing you and Steve now in the room she sat down on the bed. She was so glad that she could be alone with the both of you now.
"So that was interesting seeing you and my girlfriend dancing," Steve chuckled half-jokingly.
"Oh we were just having fun silly," she teased back at him.
Joining Chrissy on the bed you held her hand admiring her beauty. She looked great as a vampire cheerleader. It was a stark contrast from the preppy and pretty cheerleader she would be at Hawkins High but that was years ago and you were all in college now. Steve pretended to be busy looking around at the stuff Jason had in his room. Luckily it looked like Jason had recently remade his bed with clean sheets.
"Steve come sit with us. Get over here big boy," you teased playfully as you patted the bed. Taking off your witch hat you placed it on Jason's nightstand.
Chrissy's pom poms were scattered on the floor as well as her shoes and yours. Steve made his way over to the bed and sat between you and Chrissy before pulling you into his lap. Chrissy longingly looked over at you in his lap yearning for some attention. She always wanted a romance like you had with Steve. Jason never really did that for her not even in the beginning but for them both being popular and head cheerleader/basketball star they seemed destined to be together (or at least people at Hawkins High thought).
As Steve peppered kisses on your neck you giggled and laced your fingers with his. Chrissy was looking at you both shyly and blushing a little. Steve noticed and smiled at her as Chrissy took a sip of her drink before placing it on the nightstand.
"You two are adorable together. Truly. I am happy for you," Chrissy commented as she played with a strand of her hair.
"Well you deserve to be just as happy as we are and you will be someday," you assured her as you reached your hand out to hold hers.
Chrissy was the best friend you could ask for and you wanted to see her happy. She was the best and coolest girl. Steve liked her too and thought your friendship with her was healthy and he was happy for you to have such a close friend.
Chrissy pouted and rolled her eyes as she squeezed your hand before saying.
"Oh, I guess so I mean I don't know. I just want a fairy tale type of love. Something nice and a relationship where we can just be ourselves. No strings attached. Someone faithful and caring," she told you with a slight shrug.
"Any guy would be lucky to have you and any guy who ever talks bad about you is a low-life loser. Guys are pathetic to ever talk trash about you Chris," Steve comforted her as he looked at her with a genuine smile on his lips.
Deciding to break the ice you chimed in.
"Steve and I have been talking about opening our relationship a bit. With someone cool, someone nice and pretty. A girl who is a good person and an even better friend," you added as you boldly lifted her cheerleader skirt revealing the cute short shorts she had on underneath.
"You mean me?" She asked nervously before gulping her cheeks turning a faint shade of light red.
"Yes. We haven't had a threesome before. Have you? I mean we have had other girls around but Steve just watched me and the girls together and got off on his own.." you admitted your gaze never leaving hers.
"Oh wow. No, I haven't. I've been in vanilla relationships. Nothing freaky and no Jason hasn't even asked for a threesome. He does have adult films on video and dirty magazines though," she confesses as her cheeks turn redder.
Steve cleared his throat as his cheeks turned dark pink. You noticed and patted his shoulder playfully. Chrissy boldly took your hand in hers squeezing it and leaned in closer breathing in your scent. Your lips practically brushed against hers as you could feel Steve kissing your neck and holding your hair back.
"Go ahead and kiss her," he encouraged.
Already you could feel Steve's erection pushing through his Tarzan costume. His chest hair felt good against your back. Clearing your throat you leaned in closer to Chrissy as she did as well closing the distance. Without another word from anyone your lips locked with hers and you had an intense and passionate kiss with her red lipstick and your black lipstick rubbing off on each other's lips. You cupped her cheek and kissed her deeper as you felt butterflies in your stomach from the kissing you were doing with her. The way she tasted was incredible and she probably thought the same thing about you or so you thought as she smiled against the kiss.
Soon your kissing with her turned into hot and heavy making out as Steve kissed your shoulder and caressed your breasts causing you to groan. Chrissy sighed happily against your lips as Steve played with your bra strap wanting to remove it. Chrissy broke the kiss now breathless to say
"Amazing. Could I kiss Steve?" She asked sounding shy but you could tell she was yearning for this.
You nodded as Steve's lips met your neck again as he looked at Chrissy. She leaned in close to him and their lips soon met. Steve hummed against her lips as she locked lips with him and they kissed softly and sweetly. He was having the best time and you could tell she genuinely was as well as they continued to kiss for a bit.
"She a good kisser baby and cute vampire cheerleader. Maybe we should get undressed," he suggested once their kiss broke.
Removing your witch hat you tossed it aside and then removed your dress before Steve helped you with your bra. Once that was all out of the way you were down to your fishnets. Steve groped and grabbed your ass squeezing it and kneading it with his hands before giving it a good hard and firm slap causing you to cry out in pleasure. As this was happening Chrissy was watching still having all her clothes on except her shoes and socks. Steve ripped your tights open to expose your pussy on full display and licked his lips.
"Help her out with that baby," you suggested to Steve as he tweaked your nipples and caressed them.
"You can help me with that Stevie. And Y/N you have a beautiful figure," Chris told you with another blush.
Steve in no time had her cheerleading top removed and then her skirt followed by her bra. She was wearing white silk panties with a lacy trim. She was beautiful but it wasn't as if you were expecting anything less of her. You wanted to kiss her again and explore her body with your mouth and hands. You wanted to make love to her and Steve having your bodies satiate and satisfy each other.
"Thank you, Chrissy. I love your costume but I love it even better without you in it," you told her sincerely as she undressed you with her eyes.
Steve watched hard as a rock resisting the urge to touch himself-especially since he knew he wouldn't last much longer.
"Shit Chrissy!" Steve cried out as began to kiss and suck your nipples first the left one then the right.
"Mm yeah do that babe," you urged her wanting to feel her mouth, teeth, lips, and tongue all over your body, especially your chest.
Steve looked so sexy with his pink swollen cock leaking precum. You wanted to suck him off so badly with Chrissy. Right now your focus on Chrissy was just as much as she was focusing on you. Tugging strands of her hair you let her nibble and suck on your hardened nipples. She groped your breasts and squeezed them giving them equal attention.
"Fuck Chrissy that feels nice. Let me take care of you now."
She reluctantly stopped pleasing your breasts for the moment as she licked up your body and met your lips in a deep kiss letting Steve get a good view. You did the same for her in return sucking and nibbling, biting, pleasing her nipples and breasts like you knew you liked it. Hopefully, she would enjoy it too. It was erotic and orgasmic.
"Mm so good Y/N," Chrissy cooed only further encouraging you.
Even though Steve was watching you were so into Chrissy at the moment it almost didn't matter to you. Steve couldn't resist and removed his skirt then underwear and began to stroke himself as he panted and threw his head back.
"You like this huh Chris?" You teased as you squeezed her nipples and groped them which she seemed to enjoy.
"I love it," she assured you eyes locked with yours. Chrissy was so into it further excited you and Steve too.
Noticing Steve stroking himself you got an idea. Meeting Chrissy's lips in a kiss you squeezed her ass. As you move down her body you remove her panties with your teeth you had a good view of her pussy.
"Fuck so hot baby!" Steve encouraged as he rubbed his cock faster. He knew he wouldn't last much longer.
"Mm, let's join Steve on the bed I want to suck his cock don't you?"
She nodded and bit her lip.
"Y-yes please," she stammered as she looked at you with a glint in her eyes.
Putting your witch hat back on before going over to the bed you smiled as you began to stroke Steve's cock and stared at his happy trail. Chrissy was next to you and cradling his balls as he looked like he was feeling pure bliss. Taking him into your mouth you pumped his shaft and sucked the head.
"Fuck baby yea do that!" Steve encouraged as he leaned back and tugged your hair.
Chrissy licked his balls as she looked at you sucking his cock. You wanted to make your man feel so good and had Steve right where you wanted him. He tasted so good and was so thick and veiny with the perfect girth.
"Fuck so good! My little witch!" Steve proclaimed as he let you use your beautiful mouth on him. He loved your blowjobs.
Using spit as lube you rubbed it over his shaft before taking him as deep as you could go practically choking as Chrissy looked at you seemingly impressed.
"She's so good at that," Chrissy mused as you spit and slobbered all over his cock.
"She sure is. Fuck!" Steve bellowed as he threw his head back and thrust his hips as he bit his lips enough to draw blood.
Chrissy loved watching him as you pleased him and as he held your hair back she placed kisses on your back and squeezed your ass and the material of your black fishnets. Popping off Steve's cock you offered her a taste.
"Your turn Chris," you cooed as you let her have a turn.
Steve was in pure bliss as he felt Chrissy's wet and warm mouth envelop his cock doing her best to take him as completely as she could. The part of his shaft she couldn't fit into her mouth she stroked as you cradled his balls and kissed him.
"Mm fuck baby her mouth is like heaven," he mumbled against your lips before kissing you deeply with his tongue.
You were so fully and completely in love with him and watching your man with another woman especially one as beautiful as Chrissy was quite the sight to see.
"That's right, Chrissy gag on it," you encouraged as she ravaged his cock licking and sucking and choking on it too.
"Gonna cum soon!" Steve protested as Chrissy worked her mouth so perfectly.
You squeezed Steve's balls feeling how full of cum they were now. He was close there was no doubt about that. You wanted him to feel good and chase his high but then get hard again soon after.
"Cum for us Stevie. Cum all over my chest," you urged him as he pulled out of her mouth and stroked himself.
You got down on your knees smirking up at him and letting him jerk himself off as Chrissy watched with pure fascination. She was enamoured by the sight of this wanting more than anything to see him cum.
Steve was soon panting and gasping with his head thrown back and his hands moving through strands of his beautiful brown locks. As his warm cum coated your chest, he groped your breasts and squeezed them while also pinching your nipples. He loved the sight and caught his breath once he finished cumming. Eagerly you licked it up and sucked your fingers clean of his delicious cum.
Chrissy came over to kiss you and said "That was so hot."
"You ladies should play with each other while I get hard again. Wanna fuck you both. Sound good?" Steve asked with lust in his eyes and seduction in his voice.
Chrissy and you nodded and he smiled in satisfaction. Sitting in a nearby chair he began to stroke himself as you and Chrissy got on the bed. Kissing down her body you began to spread her legs and spread her pussy lips. Inserting a finger you took notice of how tight she was.
Deciding you wanted to try something new and for the first time, you eagerly began to rub your pussy against hers and kissed her deeply and messily. Steve was panting hard as he stroked and watched.
"Fuck yeah, just like that!" Chrissy moaned against your lips.
"Oh fuck! Shit!" Steve cried out.
Looking at Steve you smiled as you continued to deeply kiss Chrissy your tongues tangling and exploring as you rubbed your firm nipples against her perky ones. She tasted so good. The sounds of your pussies squelching as they rubbed against each other were otherworldly.
"Mm so wet you feel so g-good!" She stammered as Chrissy moved faster barely able to control herself.
Steve was soon at full hardness again and got up walking over to the two of you. Locking eyes with Steve as he laid down on the other side of the bed still watching the show you gave Chrissy another kiss before moving off the top of her.
"I want Steve to fuck me first while I eat that pretty pussy Chris," you told her sounding sure of yourself.
She nodded at your request and stayed on her back spreading her legs as Steve came up behind you and teased his firm and erect cock at your entrance. Slowly and gently he was pushing at your entrance with the tip and holding your hips firmly.
"Ready for me baby?"
"Yes, King Steve."
Steve sunk into your pussy and kneaded your ass. He loved how wet you were as your pussy fully enveloped his cock. He loved how he could always get cock drunk on you. As he began to pound away you fingered Chris with two fingers and the kitten licked her pussy. Her thighs squeezed your head gently as she screamed in orgasmic pleasure.
"Oh fuck baby fuck yes!" She cried out in ecstasy. She was so in love with your tongue.
As your eyes stared into hers she tugged your hair and Steve pounded harder jack hammering you. You loved it though and it was so addicting. He was all you needed and craved besides Chrissy's pussy.
"Fuck yes, Steve fuck!" You cried for him begging for more.
"So pretty devouring that pussy. Eat that pussy and suck that clit! Let daddy watch," he demanded as he smacked your ass causing you to cry more for him.
Your cries came out muffled as you ate her pretty pink clit and devoured her. Steve grabbed your purse taking out rope he knew you kept in it and began to tie your hands up. The wails escaping your mouth didn't faze him any as he made sure the ropes were tight. Holding your head down a bit forcefully he pushed your face further into her pussy.
"Fuck yes eat that clit! Fuck me with your mouth! Yes!" Chrissy moaned so loud it made you gasp in shock.
Steve didn't let up on pulling your hair and holding your head down as he fucked you raw getting lost in the moment. Steve's hip thrusts were a bit erratic and his groans were otherworldly especially combined with Chrissy's pretty gasps and loud moans echoing off the walls. Her hands went to her breasts tweaking her nipples as she thrust her hips into your mouth feeling her orgasm approaching.
Even though you couldn't speak with your mouth full of pussy your muffled cries could still be heard. You were practically wearing her pussy as a muzzle and Steve's angry red tip would no doubt soon be leaking with precum as he hardened inside you and fucked you senseless as if it were the last time he might ever fuck you.
"Mmm, that's a girl eat that pussy you fucking slut!" He admonished with a firm slap to your ass making your cries louder before smacking your ass again and ripping your tights a bit more in the process.
Less than minutes later and without warning he began to pull your head back by tugging on your hair and met your lips in a tongue-tangling and intense kiss. Your pussy felt so stimulated and you were close to cumming but not quite there yet. Your cunt clenched around nothing as Steve eased out of you.
"Sit on Chrissy's face. I want to see just how tight the Queen of Hawkins is," he declared as he guided you over to the pillows and spread Chrissy's legs.
"Mmm yes fuck me, Steve!" She begged as Chrissy licked and bit her lips in anticipation.
Steve went right to work eagerly lining up at her entrance and sliding inside slowly giving her time to adjust. Meanwhile, you were straddling her face and facing Steve. Lowering yourself down she gripped your hips holding them tightly. With your hands still behind your back, Steve leaned in closer to kiss you as he began to steadily fuck Chrissy.
Her pussy was so wet and warm and clenched around his cock so tightly. Chrissy's mewls and gasps only grew in crescendo as Steve pounded into her and grabbed her breasts as you kissed him and whimpered as loudly as you could against his lips.
"Fuck yeah! Fuck her pussy!" You cry out as you ride her face faster and harder about to chase your high.
"Mm make my girl cum, Chrissy," he urged her wanting you to feel good too.
Steve kissed you intensely as your fingers found her clit and rubbed circles on it in tandem with the thrusts he made inside her.
"Mmm yes," she mumbled around your pussy as she applied pressure with her fingers and sucked even biting your pussy lips gently earning yelps of praise from you.
As he moved inside her Steve threw his head back in extreme pleasure. Having his cock buried deep inside to the hilt of Hawkins High head cheerleader was pure bliss for him. Nothing though compared to your pussy it was like heaven to him but fucking her was pretty close to it he soon realized.
"Cum for me, Y/N," Steve pleaded as you screamed in ecstasy signaling you were so close now to your release.
"Yes, Steve gonna cream on her face!" You cried out hysterically.
Steve picked his pace up which made Chrissy cry out louder making the prettiest sounds against your pink pussy. She seemingly loved it and she was devouring your cunt like it was the best thing she ever tasted. As you smothered her with your face she got a good grip on your hips.
"Mm, baby how about you suck my cock and taste her juices?" Steve suggested before pulling out of her slowly.
"Yes please sir," you responded which led to Steve gripping you by your hair and pulling you down so you could get close to his cock.
Pushing you down onto his cock you opened your mouth and sucked loving the taste. Steve went back to fucking her as you ate her pussy at the same rhythm and speed she was eating yours. Chrissy's muffled sounds of pleasure were beautiful as you groaned against her pretty clit.
"Suck it again slut! Now! No questions asked!" he bellowed as he pulled out and shoved his cock down your throat.
He pushed his cock deep down until you gagged and choked spitting all over it and slobbering. You began to cry out as you got close to riding out your high. Steve could always tell by the way you looked at him with your eyes when you were about to cum and how you looked.
"Get on your back and spread those legs again baby I'm gonna make you cum," he instructed.
Grabbing your witch hat on the edge of the bed nearby he placed it atop your head earning a giggle from you. Reluctantly getting off Chrissy's face you lay next to her on your hands and knees kissing her with your tongue thoroughly enjoying it as you tasted yourself and Steve watched.
"Mm so good. Now Im gonna alternate between you both until I make you ladies cum. Sound good? How are you doing Chris?" He coaxed gently sounding concerned.
Chrissy licked her lips and teeth including her faux vampire fangs and smiled wickedly with a glint in her eyes.
"I'm good Steve. Your girlfriend tastes amazing."
Steve leaned in kissing her to taste for himself. He loved your scent and your taste. He got off on it and it was like a high to him. Positioning himself at your entrance once again he bottomed out inside as you hugged his cock gripping it like a vise and a glove.
"Fuck! This is my pussy. Wanna see you touch each other. Come on get creative," he commanded with a firm smack to your ass.
Chrissy's hand went down to your entrance and she inserted two dainty and slick fingers rubbing your clit and whining. Your hands went to her breasts pinching and squeezing them as well as her nipples while Steve pumped away hitting your g-spot.
"Fuck Steve yes gonna cum soon fuck!"
"That's right slut! Fuck her clit and stimulate it!" He bellowed as he cockily ran his fingers through his beautiful locks of brown hair and his cock twitched inside you.
"She looks so pretty with your cock inside her Steve," Chrissy Sultry commented as Steve began to fuck you harder pistoning his hips quickly.
Chrissy continued to caress your breasts as you felt your orgasm washing over you and you cried out his name.
"Steve Im cumming all over your cock!" You whined as your hat fell off from how hard the bed was shaking from him fucking you.
"Mm, that's right cream all over my cock. Gonna give it to Chrissy real good."
Steve pulled out of you and wasted no time licking you up and cleaning you up earning squeals and sounds of pleasure escaping from your lips as Chrissy mewled. Her cunt clenched as she watched him eat and lick your pussy clean.
"Mm, Steve need you to make me cum!" She pleaded wanting to get his cock again and feeling overstimulated.
"Let me watch you fuck her til she cums," you begged as Steve stopped licking your clit and leaned in to kiss you as he slapped your breasts.
With tongues tangling you moaned against each other's mouths. Hearing Steve moan was the sexiest thing and once the kiss broke you kissed Chrissy letting her taste your cum.
"Alright, Chris time to finish you off and cum for you ladies."
Steve lined up at her entrance once again and gave her no time to adjust as he bottomed out and began fucking her at a steady pace rocking the bed hard once again and wanting to chase his high.
"Fuck Steve pound me with that big cock! Jason would never do it this good," she praised him as a cocky grin formed on Steve's lips.
As he split her open on his dick, Chrissy's breasts bounced and you sucked her nipples as one of your fingers moved to her clit adding extra pleasure and causing her to whine and her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
"Fuck no he couldn't. Just need to be fucked senseless by my big cock is that right baby?" Steve chided her as he gave her firm ass a good squeeze.
You kissed her as Steve pumped in and out of her wet entrance his hands firmly gripping her hips for good measure. He loved the way her pussy looked as he fucked her tight hole. Moving down her body you began to flick her clit with your tongue emitting the prettiest cries from her red lips smeared with lipstick. You could tell she was begging for her release.
"Fuck Steve gonna cum all over your dick! The biggest one I've seen," she squealed earning some slaps to her ass and your tongue even deeper in her pussy.
Her taste was insatiable and Steve couldn't wait to get a good taste of it too. His balls were heavy with cum and ached as he was about to chase his high. He was mere moments away from it now.
"Fuck yeah gonna cream my cock like my slutty girlfriend did huh?" Steve teased her as you squeezed his balls feeling how heavy and full of cum they were now.
Chrissy yelped and screamed her cries echoing off the walls. The way you were finger fucking her combined with the way Steve was ferally claiming her pussy and fucking her senseless, she was going to cum so hard and good. It would be insatiable.
"Oh fuck I think Im gonna squirt!" Sounding so sure of herself as her walls clenched his cock as tight as ever and she found her release.
"Mm yes squirt all over his cock," you encouraged her right before you sealed her lips with a kiss and fingered her harder in her special place.
Chrissy began to cum so hard and even squirt for the first time and you watched as Steve took it.
"Fuck yes, that's our girl!" He praised her as she pulled you in for a deep kiss nearing overstimulation now.
Steve pulled out of her and sighed as he stroked his cock. He went right to cleaning her up then shared a French kiss with you. Stroking his cock he began to edge himself. Chrissy got on her knees and worked on licking his cock clean as you played with his balls and sucked them into your mouth.
"Mm make me cum sluts wanna cum all over those pretty breasts and in your mouths," Steve ordered knowing he would be getting exactly what he wanted.
Switching positions you began to deep-throat him and let him face fuck you as Chrissy paid attention to his balls by groping and squeezing them.
"Yeah take it fucking whore!" He chided you as he pulled your hair back and fucked your face senselessly wanting to cum and about ready to go over the edge.
His cock was so big and kept making you choke and gag but you took Steve's pretty cock as best you could. You loved being his fuck toy to use and abuse as he pleased.
"So good seeing you suck your boyfriend like that. So deep," Chrissy praised you before Steve pulled out your mouth and shoved his cock down her throat making her sputter and gasp.
Steve wanted to give you both all his cum to share and he wanted to watch it all with delight. Chrissy hollowed out her cheeks and opened her mouth wide as he used her throat as a fuck hole. It made you incredibly turned on especially seeing the bulge in her throat from his cock.
"Fuck! Gonna cum!" He protested as he rolled to the back of his head, his pace and thrusts became erratic, and he pulled out of her mouth soon cumming all over her chest then yours, and into your mouth's last.
Licking your lips and looking at him you savored his taste. Chrissy did as well daring to swallow which Steve of course noticed.
"Did I say you could swallow? Lick her chest and then spit it into her mouth!" He firmly commanded before slapping her cheek.
"Yes sir I will."
Leaning down she began to suck your left breast and paid particular attention to your nipple before her mouth latched onto your other nipple. You whimpered as she did this still not swallowing. Chrissy licked up your chest and neck and spit all of the cum into your open mouth. You licked your lips savoring every drop of it.
"My good little whore let me see all that cum."
You did as he asked and opened your mouth wide.
"Good. Now spit into Chrissy's mouth."
She opened her mouth wide letting you give her a taste of it. Swishing it in her mouth she waited for Steve's next instruction.
"Now spit it back into her mouth but not all of it."
She nodded and you opened your mouth taking all she had to give.
"Now both of you swallow and kiss."
You did with pure joy as Chrissy did the same as she was instructed to do. As you shared a cum-filled French kiss with Chrissy, Steve watched in pure delight before pulling each of you in for a kiss.
"Fucking whores. I love it."
When you were done making a mess of Jason's bed and after relaxing and coming down from your highs, Steve got up and redressed.
"Well see you ladies again soon right?" He asked as you watched his cute little ass get his Tarzan skirt back on.
"Of course," Chrissy told him cheerfully before blowing him a kiss.
You just lay there and talked with Chrissy and kissed some more before getting dressed again. Picking up the video camera a glint formed in her eyes from her brilliant idea.
"We should make sure Jason finds out about this. Make a video telling him what we did," Chrissy craftily told you.
"Perfect idea. He would be so mad but he so deserves it!"
Long story short, he found out what Chrissy did with you and Steve. Needless to say, he was pissed. From then on and at every party afterward (never again at Jason's but especially at Steve's place) you all hooked up and had the best and hottest time together. The only hotter threesome hotter than with Steve and Chrissy was with Steve, Chrissy, and Eddie in a foursome but that's a story for another time…
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🎃🦇🕯️✨ No one could’ve guessed Eddie would show up to the Halloween party as Lestat and Steve looking like he stepped right off the set of The Lost Boys. And yet, here we are. Oh, and they're not dating.
Yet.
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Knew a guy who loved the sea so much that he threw all sorts of jewelry into it. Considered himself a married man. Weird, right?
Merman!Steve has a thing for shiny and pretty things. Billy does his best to indulge him.
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39 yrs ago steve harrington looked fine as fuck
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🕯️🍄🌾🗡️✨
A glimpse into the enchanted world of cottagecore witch!Eddie and prince!Steve, created for @steddiebang2024, project 087.
The story by @redlegumes will join this piece a little later, but I’ll update with the link as soon as it’s ready—stay tuned! 🤎
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When Steve and Eddie first start to date, Eddie is ready and prepared for Steve to be unsure about initiating certain things in their relationship. He gets this idea in his head that he'll be the one drawing Steve into his side and settling his nerves when they hold hands in the presence of his friends and generally getting him comfortable being in a relationship with a man that is semi-public (ie. their close friends, Wayne, and some of the Party's parents).
Except Steve doesn't hesitate at all to initiate all the casual boyfriend moves that he used to pull with the girls he dated in the past.
At their first group hang out after they announce their relationship Eddie is ready to sit on the cushion next to Steve and maybe - maybe - hold his hand. He knows Steve loved PDA with his past partners and at home, Eddie would never dream of sitting any other way besides draped all over his boyfriend but this might be different. Being visibly queer in front of others, in Eddie's experience, can be extremely nerve-wracking.
So, color him surprised when Steve immediately drops his arm from where it was resting behind the back of the couch to wind its way around Eddie's waist and haul him in close. Steve doesn't even look away from where he's talking to Robin about the work schedule next week. Meanwhile, the casual possessiveness of the move has Eddie's brain leaking out his ears like he's a sweet virginal maiden experiencing physical touch for the first time.
When they head home Steve is holding his hand and uses the leverage to pull them to a stop. He asks Eddie if that was too much, if Eddie wasn't ready to be lovey like that in front of their friends. Tells him he gets it if he wants to pump the breaks a little bit in front of their friends but before he can finish Eddie is hauling him in for a kiss that leaves Steve breathless and tells him to never change and also maybe hold Eddie like that all the time please and thank you.
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Wayne Munson living on the breadline. Wayne Munson who can't afford rent on his home AND a kid, so he moves to the trailer park and gives Eddie the bedroom. Wayne Munson picking up every shift he can to put food in his kid's belly and a roof over his kid's head. Wayne Munson who's back hurts from sleeping on the couch and doing manual labour for 12 hours a day. Wayne Munson who wouldn't change a thing, even when Eddie doesn't graduate, and then doesn't graduate again. Wayne Munson who became a very rich man after Eddie died. Wayne Munson who still sleeps on the couch in a run down trailer, while the bed lies cold and empty.
Wayne Munson who swore he would give the rest of his life to his kid the day he became his. Wayne Munson who didn't go back on that promise even after his kid died. Wayne Munson who has a bed ready and waiting when his kid comes back from the dead. Wayne Munson who readily accepts any and all changes his kid came back with. Wayne Munson who cries and holds his kid tighter than anything when he returns. Wayne Munson who quits his job on the spot to cook a warm meal for his kid and his new boyfriend when he hesitantly introduces them to each other.
Wayne Munson who lives a long and happy life, and finally passes away surrounded by family. Wayne Munson who gets the happily ever after and the ending he deserves.
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Story where Eddie spends weeks pining after Steve, mourning the loss of something that he can't have, becoming the physical manifestation of Gay Longing™.
To be clear; Steve is blatantly flirting with Eddie but getting zero traction because Eddie is essentially spending all of his time sighing out the window like a goddamn tragic hero because he'll never love me the way I love him.
And Steve can be patient. He can take his time. He can woo very softly and gently and wants to do this right without scaring Eddie off.
Until, after a frustratingly long D&D planning session, Steve watches from the couch between a fighting Dustin and Lucas, as Eddie tears out paper and balls it up before tossing it into a trashcan in what can only be described as a glorious nerdified three pointer.
And that would be the tipping point.
Because Steve Harrington is a goner for pathetic, half feral nerds.
But a pathetic, half feral nerd with a good arm?
Forget about it.
(Also, to be clear, Steve would use this moment to politely explain to a blue-screened Eddie that he'd very much like to ravish him while Eddie wears Steve's basketball jersey, pretty please.)
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my @steddiebang2024 art for chapter 5 of @sevenmerrymagpies's fic: lust, love, and other side effects🩷
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Eddie hates the women of Hawkins, well hates a strong word but he sure doesn't like them because every time he so much as initiates physical contact Steve gets this absolutely besotted and surprised look like he wasn't expecting Eddie to be an active participant in their relationship
Like he doesn't expect Eddie to actually like him not the status he gives them or something
They got to openly date this beautiful creature who loves with his entire being and they squandered it
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steve takes his little girl to a halloween park—bc SHE begs him to—and she barely flinched at the scares. but the next time she doesn’t react, the scare actor is impressed, already kneeling at her level after dropping down, and offers to a handshake.
before standing up and reaching out for her hand again. the masked actor, covered in blood splatters, starts walking around the street with a little girl in a princess dress in tow.
he makes another guest jump a foot and shriek, then they faux scream just as loud when the little girl spooks them too. after going around to a couple groups, he leads her back to her dad and gestures like he wants her to stay there and just watch him.
steve holds her hips from where he’s sat on a curb, and they both watch the actor run and slide towards another batch of kids, successfully scaring them. he turns after they run away and gives her a big thumbs up and she giggles, steve smiles at him.
they’re probably sat there watching the man do his job, for the very least, a half an hour, when steve figures they should go do some of the last few things at the park before they head home. the actor waves back at them when he notices them get up to go.
somehow they manage to catch the same guy on their way out of the park. the freaky dude slides right in front of his little girl, and she doesn’t even register the hand up for a high-five and she gives him a little hug. it’s all incredibly cute. she starts off towards the gate again, and steve turns around to the guy, quickly taking him “thank you.” its all he can manage. it’s hard keeping her at her happiest, and this guy made her whole week.
he hears a mumbled “‘course,” as he starts walking backwards, towards his daughter. needing to jog to catch her, he hears a quiet laugh once he’s got her hand.
idk scare actor eddie making steve’s daughter happy
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race car driver steve and pit crew eddie
flirting during pit stops. always seems like it’s going to lead somewhere but never does. eventually, as he’s heading to the track, steve tells eddie he’ll take him out *when* he wins. not if.
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“she handles fine”
“can’t say the same thing about me”
“yeah?”
“hm”
“i think i could handle you”
“you say that to all the crew?”
“just the pretty ones”
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“all oiled up and ready to go?”
“always for you harrington.
.. oh you mean the car”
“yeah, munson—the car. i already make enough pit stops as is.”
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“we have a problem.”
“what? why what’s wrong??”
“you didn’t say anything about my outfit”
“…
turn around for me.
it makes your rear view look, *fantastic*”
“call my ass ‘my rear view’ again-“
“HEY! you ASKED THIS TIME”
“YEAH. *THIS TIME*”
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“that engine isn’t the only thing i’m good at revving up.”
“…is that- are you-“
*shrug*
“UGH. i hate that that worked. that was TERRIBLE.”
“:)”
see, when steve finally gets the guts to actually commit to being serious, to genuinely asking eddie out afterwards, win or not, it goes a little something like this…
“Racers, please make your way to the start line.”
“Eddie?” He walks over as Steve pushes his helmet over his head, flattening his coiffed hair.
“Yeah?”
“After this race, when I win,” Oh, oh, is this going where he thinks it’s going? Is this Steve finally taking a chance on this grease rat? Surely n- “Would you let me take you out for dinner…?”
Eddie blinks at him, staring at his honey-brown eyes boring into him, from the tiny opening in his helmet.
“Yes,” his brain seems to reboot and gather enough coherence to spit out an answer, “Yeah, yes, please.” He can tell Steve smiles at him from the way the corners of his eyes crinkle. “I’d like that.”
“Cool,” Steve snaps his chin strap and tightens it. As he goes to slip on his gloves, Eddie walks up to him. He grabs onto the strap and tightens it himself just to make sure.
“Good luck,” he says, gripping Steve’s shoulder for a moment.
“Don’t need it, but thanks,” playfully snarky, he bends and gets into the car. Eddie laughs at the antics and backs up further into the pit, matching Steve’s cute little wave before he drives away.
For the first time in a long time, Eddie couldn’t care less about winning. He can’t wait for this to be over; the real prize is a long-awaited date.
But, until then, it’s game time.
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Watching the screen in the pit till the racers turn the corner and come into view. Eddie keeps a close eye on his car—Steve’s kept good pacing most of the leg, leading a few laps, too. He’s due back for a stop soon, but until he can get out of the way of the other racers, they’re too packed for him to make any sort of maneuver. When those cars get like that, Eddie feels like he’s on the edge of a freefall. Not actually, because nothing ever happens, but it feels like something will. Every time.
Besides the scars and a dusty jumpsuit somewhere, that’s the only thing that sticks around from Eddie’s crash. Because that’s what it was, a crash. And a bad one. A side hit that jerked him into another, airborne before rolling, and rolling, and rolling. Getting pulled out, dazed and bleeding, while flames and sirens roared in his ears.
And although there’s more protection and safety precautions now, it still doesn’t make that night any better.
Steve makes another lap. He’s still boxed in close—extremely close. It’s a recipe for disaster, and they all know it.
Eddie’s eyes dart to the pack of cars crossing into his field of vision, and he sees it, someone side hits someone. Someone jerks–and clips 86.
It happens in slow motion. Like becoming untethered—realizing, yeah, you’re in freefall. The world feels like it’s moving at 1/8th the pace. Steve flies over the other drivers and into the catch fences.
Eddie barely registers he’s already moving into the pit track.
86 spins out, absolutely streded to the barebones. Slowing only to get hit again and into the run-off.
“STEVE!” Eddie’s out, running full speed to the remaining inners of the car. Static and ringing fills his ears. He can feel the way his heart is threating to fucking beat out of his goddamn chest. A mantra of “nononononono. not again. not to him,” screaming in his head.
For a speedway packed with people and maxed out speakers, it’s eerily quiet to him. Everything falling away, feeling sureal, like this is some fucked up nightmare—till he gets his hand on the smoking car. Noise comes rushing back all at once, too loud.
“STEVE!” voice gone hoarse, he yells out into the metal. He can see his vision blurring with tears, fear creeping onto him a tenfold. Eddie ducks down and looks into the smashed up window.
“I’m here!” It’s muffled, but at least he can see the dark tracksuit as the source. Eddie frantically reaches for Steve’s hand, and when he gets it clasped in his own, he tugs.
“I’m okay.” A feeble attempt to reassure him, he’ll believe those words from Steve Harrington when he sees it for himself.
Steve coughs as he puts his other hand on the edge of the door and tries to reef himself out. And Eddie tries to help out the best he can. About halfway out, Steve shifts and lets go.
Logically—well, not logically actually, Eddie’s acting on pure adrenaline at this point, all logic out the window—Steve’s just getting his hands under him rather than over, more leverage that way. But Eddie needs. to. get. him. out. of the car that’s currently on fucking fire.
As soon as Steve starts moving again, Eddie’s already wrapped his arms around his chest and is pulling him the rest of the way out. He kneels in front of him and tries to unclasp the strap. Hands so shaky, he can barely get his fingers to push down before gloved hands push them away. While he attempts to help Steve yank his helmet off, it’s feeble. That golden hair flops out, and the helmet gets tossed to the side; Eddie roams his hands over Steve’s face, looking for any visible damage.
Suddenly, warm hands circle his wrists, and Steve makes him meet his eyes.
The world comes bursting back in.
“-ddie? Hey? I’m okay. I’m okay. I promise, I’m okay-“
His face is wet. He’s practically in Steve’s lap, too. One of those hands drop his wrist and cup the back of head.
“Eddie. I’m okay,” Steve says. God, the sound that punches it’s way out of his chest sounds inhuman even in his ears.
There, a few feet away from the pile of rubble, Eddie engulfs Steve in his arms, tucking his face into the neck of old leather. He can feel Steve finally let go of him to give the cameras and the crew that surrounds them, a one handed thumbs up.
Eddie can’t help let out a soft laugh with Steve at the collective sigh of relief. He gets that arm wrapped back around him, giving him a tight squeeze. Steve ducks his face over to talk into his ear, “I’m okay. I’ll have a hell of a bruise no doubt, but I promise I’m okay.”
“Fucking better be,” Eddie mutters as he pulls away, hastily wiping his face. Steve huffs at him.
“Are *you* okay?”
“You did not just ask me that.” Eddie pushes himself off the man, offering Steve his hands and hoisting him up, too. He tests his footing, and it's shaky–something is definitely hurting.
“Eddie…” The fucker has the audacity to turn those sad down-turned puppy eyes on him. Steve knows how bad his wreak was, and it fits him too, to care more about Eddie than himself.
“You sure you’re okay?”
“Yeah. Yeah, I’m standing, aren’t I?” Steve gestures a bit, Medic in his ear asking him to follow her. Because they’re still in the middle of the run-off, the game paused till Steve gets the okay, and they continue without him anyway.
“Does that sound reassuring to you?” Eddie crosses his arms.
“Hey-“ Steve shrugs, “-couldn’t miss our date, right?”
And, honest to god, Eddie would throttle him right now. But he can’t.
So, he does the next best thing.
Eddie Munson, pit crew of 86 and crash survivor, crosses the couple steps between him and Steve Harrington, current 86 racer and, hopefully, his boyfriend, and kisses him.
“I’m holding you to that.”
Steve smiles wide and pivots with his hand out for Eddie to take. And Eddie does.
They start following the Medic, but Steve turns around and flashes his goofy grin again, giving everyone in the stadium a thumbs-up.
Eddie laughs as the crowd roars.
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