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👑 It’s ‘92 and Steve is going to college to be a physical therapist. He works nights at a bar with Robin, his best friend. They also live together and are broke but very happy.

Steve is set on finishing school and proving his parents wrong about him but he’s a slow learner, the good grades don’t come easily. And, being a hopeless romantic, he is constantly distracted by pretty faces. So he’s adamant on not dating until he’s done with school.

So he works nights, goes to school in the afternoons and juggles to hang out with friends, ‘the kids’ in his free time.

🎸 Eddie owns a music/coffee shop in town, where he hosts D&D nights. Which is how he meets ‘the kids’.

But the way that he meets Steve is because one night the bar is hosting a bachelorette party (Chrissy’s) and the guy who was supposed to put on a show (nothing too scandalous) cancels last minute and the bar owner tells Steve,

“I will pay you double if you go out there and sing”

And Steve says “No, no way” but the owner insists, 

“Triple if you grab that guitar, take off your clothes and sing! Two songs! Please”

And Steve does, because its easy money and they need it so he’s thrown on the stage with only an acoustic guitar that (barely) covers his junk, (“Wait you didn’t tell what song!?”)

Eddie is sitting close to the bar because he can’t stand Chrissy’s other friends, making small talk with the barwoman and his mouth hits the ground when Steve appears on stage (Robin’s mouth does too but Eddie doesn’t see that)

The guy looks shocked for a millisecond before smiling and saying “Ahoy ladies” and then immediately cringes (the barwoman behind him starts cackling) but the guy on stage takes a deep breath and then starts talking to the audience flirting up a storm and the audience is eating it up, he asks for songs requests and sits on a stool carefully, making sure everything is covered. He actually uses one hand to adjust himself behind the guitar before crossing his legs (making his audience shuffle trying to get a look) and Eddie starts thinking of him in his head as ‘big boy’.

When Big Boy asks for requests Eddie yells Metallica just to be an asshole but he perks up and says “Oh, one of my kids has been listening to this song nonstop” before he starts tuning the guitar, Eddie thinks ‘He has kids?? He looks so young.’

So this guy, this David by Michellangelo starts playing ‘Nothing else matters’ and he’s not really good with the guitar, mostly playing something resembling the right tune but these people would not know the difference, Eddie does but he doesn’t give a shit because his voice!

His voice is amazing, he’s doing an acoustic, soft version that sounds incredible and he has range, he sounds so good, and he sings looking at his audience with soft eyes that close on the chorus, toe fingers curled and chest filled like he’s feeling every word and Eddie is kind of in love.

When the song is done everyone claps, the audience is enraptured and Eddie claps really loud but not as loud as the barwoman behind him who keeps yelling “Yeah! go Steve!! that’s my babyman!!!”

Steve, his name is Steve.

He asks for one last song and Chrissy asks for Don Mclean. Steve lights up and says American Pie is one of his favorites and he sings with passion and makes everyone join him with encouraging smiles and winks, and Eddie write odes about the naked man with the guitar in his head all the while.

Then he’s off the stage and Eddie wants to ask the barwoman if he’s a regular but before he can Steve shows up with the same black shirt she’s wearing and she screams, runs towards him and jumps, he catches her easily as she says, “That was fucking amazing dude”

“I’m never doing that again”

“I saw your ass, it’s great!” she says laughing excitedly and Eddie snorts, making them both look at him, Steve smiles bashfully and says to both of them, “Yeah, sorry about that” 

And Eddie, can’t help himself says, “Don’t be”

Steve turns red and Eddie suddenly feels hungry but he takes a step back, doesn’t want to come on too strong and says “You were great, the singing I mean”

“Thanks?, thank you.”

“I’m serious, you have an amazing voice, and the guitar wasn’t half bad”

And Steve laughs prettily and says, “My guitar was shit man” and Eddie is freaking out because this guy is fucking gorgeous.

They talk some more, he learns both Robin and Steve have been working at the bar for almost a year now and that that little stunt with the guitar was the first and last time is ever going to happen and Eddie thinks he’s really lucky if that’s the case, he says that much just to watch Steve blush again and Robin laugh, and then goes back to Chrissy when he gets the hint that, although Steve looks interested he’s not getting his number tonight.

Robbin slaps Steve when Eddie leaves, “Why didn’t you get his number?” and Steve reminds her about his rule of no pretty faces while he’s studying.

👑🎸 Next time Eddie sees Steve is when he’s hosting D&D at the cafe. They are wrapping up and the kids are leaving but Mike’s car won’t start and he’s cursing and hitting his wheel. It’s raining heavily so Dustin, Lucas and Will are waiting inside and Dustin says, “I think we should call mom”

“No way he said we shouldn’t bother him unless it’s an emergency, he’s got a big test on monday!” Lucas says and Eddie thinks ‘mom?? He??? Test? What??’

But Mike comes back inside furious “Lets fucking call mom!” he says as if he knew exactly what they were talking about.

So Dustin asks Eddie to use his phone and while he’s calling, Eddie asks Will “Who’s mom?”

“Oh he’s just a friend of ours, but he’s older and really overprotective so we call him mom, it’s an inside joke” he shrugs, and Lucas looks at Eddie very seriously and says,

“Not in front of him so please, if he shows up” and mimics closing his mouth with a zip.

Mike look super pissed about having to call this guy so Eddie asks him if he doesnt like him, and Mike, exasperated says

“No, I fucking love him and if any of you say that to him I will kill you” and Eddie is really confused. 

Especially when, who actually shows up is Steve but like a completely different Steve from the guy he saw at the bar, that one had dark fitting jeans and an obscenely tight shirt and carefully styled hair and this one? This one is wearing a comfy yellow sweater and gray sweatpants and his hair is a mess and he’s wearing glasses and Eddie is having a breakdown because he doesnt know which one is hotter.

Steve runs to the shop because it’s still pouring outside and once he’s in he doesn’t even get to talk because Mike is on him instantly, “Steve! This fuckign car man! It keeps breaking and I did everything you told me, I take care of it! I’m so sick-!”

Steve calms him down first, talks him out of destroying the poor thing and says “We’ll look into it,ok?”

Then he finally greets the others, hugs them all and Dustin says “Sorry for bothering you when you were studding man” and Steve messes up with hair,

“Its ok I need it a break anyways”

He’s so nice with the kids. It’s so cute and Eddie thinks ‘oh, his kids, now I get it’ with a smile and that’s when Steve sees Eddie and goes red all over but Eddie saves face and introduces himself as if they don’t know each other.

Steve is still blushing but he smiles and they talk for a while, then says “Well, let’s look at the car”

Mike complains about the rain but Steve says “Sorry kid but I need to get back to studying, I’ll check it out, you can stay inside” 

Mike sighs “No, no I told you, I want to learn lets go”

Steve hesitates before going out, whispers ‘I can’t get sick tho’ and takes off his sweater and throws it to Will “Here, hold this for me BB?”

Will catches it ungracefully and blushes.

Eddie thinks it’s a small miracle Steve’s wearing something underneath the sweater but its a white tank top so as soon as they step outside he’s drenched and the top becomes a see-through curse.

To distract himself he asks Will about the nickname and Will says it mean Baby Byers, “Steve is friends with my older brother so growing up Jonathan was Byers and I was Baby Byers”

Lucas whispers to Eddie that Will might like that nickname a little too much and Eddie chuckles and thinks he can’t really blame him, they are all staring at them trying to find out what wrong with the car, well the kids are,

Eddie is staring at Steve’s shoulders, his arms, his chest, for some reason even tho he’s already seen him practically naked, the tank top and the rain and the fact that he’s fixing a car is making it much worse.

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He hears Lucas tell Dustin “He’s going to cause another accident man” and Dustin laughs so Eddie asks them,

“Another?” and Lucas tells him they once saw a girl run head first into an open car door on her bike for staring at Steve and they all start laughing.

February 23, 2025 at 4:30 PM

Steve helps Mike fix the car and they high five and go back inside looking triumphant, the kids say it’s getting late and while Steve dries with a towel Eddie just handed him and puts his sweater back on (small mercies) they say their goodbyes, after they leave Steve hangs around looking awkward, Eddie thinks he gets why so he tells him, “Listen man, I won’t say anything about that show at the bar if that’s what you are worried about”, and Steve laughs and says,

“What? No, they already know I work at a bar and Robin already told them about the impromptu concert, they laughed their asses off. I was actually going to ask you not to tell Mike I butchered his favorite song”

Eddie laughs and tells him once again he didn’t, he was amazing. And if he sounds way too enamored when he says it, they both pretend not to notice.

Steve leaves with Eddie’s number, thinking his pretty face is the perfect exception to his rule.

cafecito? ☕🥐💕 

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combine your first real fandom with your current one to create a terrible, terrible au

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BOYCOTT AIRBNB

These people are trying to take over every aspect of our lives.

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Steddie are the type of couple to go viral on TikTok bc someone recorded them at a bar. They’re stupidly in love, holding onto each other, sitting in each other’s laps, kissing, holding hands, dancing, etc.

The person who posts them captions the video with: “I want a love like theirs omg”

Everyone is going crazy, the video gets 3 million likes overnight because everyone is either obsessed with them as a couple or want to have a threesome with them.

No one really knows who they are but then Gareth on the corroded coffin account comments “Eddie what are you doing here???”

Robin stitches the original video and it shows her deadpan face before she flips the camera and pans over to the two of them laying on the couch together— Eddie is hand feeding Steve grapes while Steve is knitting a blanket for their bed.

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A little girl wearing glasses that had little cat ears on them told me I was beautiful today, and it made me feel like the world is okay, actually

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rising from the dead like

u still there steddie nation?

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character misses their shot and the villain goes "ha! you missed." and the main character goes "did i?" and then shoots the villain again while they're frantically looking around the room for what the hero could possibly have aiming for instead

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There’s a lot of Scooby Doo stuff on Netflix

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'he would not fucking say that' maybe he would if he knew he was starring in his very own porn fic for the sole purpose of delighting some freaks on archive of our own dot org. maybe he'd play it up for the cameras. ever consider that

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21. PMS with Steve being comforted by one of the kids?

*rubs my gay little hands together* This was a good prompt, thank you

21. PMS - Steve & Dustin

cw: discussion of menstruation

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“STEVE?”

Steve turns his face into his pillow with a growl. He’s going to murder Dustin. Actually murder him. He’s pretty sure the law would be on his side.

(Hopper, at least, would almost certainly be on his side.)

Lamenting the premature death of a perfectly good nap, Steve drags himself from the warm cocoon he’s made of his bed and pulls on the first shirt he can find just as Dustin starts up with another round of banging knocks on the front door.

“STEVE, I KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE.”

Steve rushes down the stairs, hoping to get to the door before his neighbors decide to call the cops. He knows Dustin, and he knows he won’t shut up until he’s gotten an answer. He yanks the door open and nearly gets hit in the face for his trouble, Dustin’s fist raised and poised to start banging again.

“What do you want?” Steve hisses out.

“God, there you are.” Dustin pays Steve’s pissed off tone absolutely no heed and waltzes right into the foyer. “Why aren’t you answering your phone?”

“Because I was asleep,” Steve says, shutting the door behind Dustin, since apparently the kid is here to stay.

“It’s, like, one in the afternoon, why were you asleep?” Dustin turns back to face Steve and gives him a once-over. “Dude, are you still in your pajamas?”

“Yes, Henderson, because, once again, I was asleep,” Steve bites out.

“Why? It’s the middle of the day,” Dustin says.

“What are you, the nap police?” Steve snaps. “I was asleep because I’m fucking tired, okay?”

Dustin snorts. “Tired from what, slinging videos all day? It doesn’t look like you’ve even been doing anything.”

“I’m tired,” Steve grinds out, “because I feel like shit. My back hurts, my stomach hurts, I’m queasy, and someone isn’t letting me rest.”

“Woah, are you sick?” Dustin asks. “Shit, are you contagious? Because–”

“No, Henderson, I’m not contagious,” Steve cuts in. “I’m just–” Steve pauses, glances around almost out of habit, as if there’s anyone in his own house who might be listening in. “I’m just PMSing, okay?”

For one long, blessed moment, Dustin is quiet.

“I have no idea what that means,” he finally says.

Steve lets out a harsh sigh. “It’s– it stands for premenstrual… something. Symptoms? I don’t know, I can’t fucking remember, it’s all the really fun shit my body does before my underwear start looking like a crime scene.”

“Ew.” Dustin screws his nose up in distaste. “Dude, TMI.”

“Literally no one asked you to be here. Suffer the consequences,” Steve says. “Actually– why are you even here? What was so important you had to come bang down my door?”

“Well, I was gonna ask for a ride to–”

“Seriously?” Steve bursts out. “You pulled me out of bed on my day off so I could drive you somewhere?”

Dustin throws his hands up in front of his chest, like he’s surrendering. “In my defense, I didn’t know you were asleep.”

“Because you were so understanding after you found out I was asleep. And really apologetic,” Steve deadpans. “But y’know what? No. I look like shit, I feel like shit, I’m not leaving the house today. You can bike your ass to wherever it is you wanna go.”

“Steve,” Dustin sighs.

“No. I’m going back to bed.” Steve turns on his heel and heads back up the stairs.

“Steve,” Dustin tries again. “Steve, c’mon.”

Steve doesn’t answer. The kid can see himself out. Or not – Steve doesn’t really care what he does, as long as it doesn’t involve bothering him. He marches back to his room, flings himself back into bed, and wastes no time rolling back up in his blanket burrito. He thinks he might hear the front door open and shut again, but he’s too busy burrowing back into his pillows to say for sure.

It takes a little while to get comfortable again, wedging various pillows in various places to try to keep the aching to a minimum, trying to wrap himself in blankets without getting his legs tangled and trapped, and even after that it takes a bit for the agitation to abate enough that he can get back to sleep.

He isn’t quite sure how long he’s been out when the distinct thud of porcelain on wood rouses him again.

Steve opens his eyes, blinking blearily up at Dustin, who is, for some reason, standing next to his bed. He glances next at the nightstand, where a steaming mug is now sitting. He blinks again, wondering if any of this is supposed to make sense or if he’d be just as lost even if he were wide awake.

“Wha’s that?” he slurs out, trying to wipe the sleep from his eyes.

“It’s tea,” Dustin says, as if that explains everything. “Ginger and peppermint.”

Steve stares up at him. “Why?” he finally asks.

“It’s supposed to help with stuff like cramps and nausea. My mom swears by it,” Dustin says.

“Oh.” Steve looks back at the cup, watching the steam curl up over the rim, before the full implication of Dustin’s words hits. “Wait – did you tell your mom about me?”

“What? No! I didn’t out you to my mom, what do you take me for?” Dustin demands. “Although you could come out to her, I swear she’d be really cool about it–”

“Dustin!”

“Relax! I just told her I was asking for a friend, I didn’t say who,” Dustin says. “You’re welcome for having that super awkward conversation, by the way.”

Steve snorts. “You’re really good at this apologizing shit.” He sits up so he can grab the mug. An experimental sniff doesn’t make his stomach churn, so he chances a sip. It isn’t bad.

Dustin sighs, his head falling back for a moment with the force of it. “I’m sorry, okay? I was being kind of a dick earlier.” He straightens back up, but doesn’t quite meet Steve’s eyes. “I got kind of freaked out when you didn’t answer your phone. You always answer, even in the middle of the night.”

Steve winces. There is a distinct possibility that he’d heard the phone ringing and had chosen to ignore it. “I’m sorry, too. I was also kind of being a dick.”

“Eh. That definitely wasn’t the highest level of dickishness I’ve witnessed from you. And I kinda deserved it, so.” Dustin leaves off with a shrug, then perks back up. “Oh! My mom said that heat helps with cramps, too. I didn’t know if you had, like, a hot water bottle or something, so I brought ours.” He grabs the hot water bottle that had been sitting unnoticed at the end of Steve’s bed, holding it aloft like some kind of trophy.

“Wow, that’s – thanks, man,” Steve says, genuinely a little touched – he does have a hot water bottle, but he figures he doesn’t need to tell Dustin that.

“I also might’ve mentioned that you– that my friend was in kind of a bad mood, and she said to bring you some chocolate,” Dustin goes on. “We had, like, half a package of Chips Ahoy in the pantry, so I snagged those. Figured chocolate chip cookies have to count, right?”

Steve smothers a laugh with another sip of tea. “Yeah, those count.”

“Cool.” Dustin nods, then flops the hot water bottle at Steve. “Did you want me to fill this up?”

Shaking his head, Steve reaches out to take the bottle from Dustin. “You’ve sufficiently proven you’re sorry, man, it’s fine. I’ll fill it up. But… I don’t know if you still have a thing to go to, whatever you wanted me to give you a ride to, but if you don’t, we could watch a movie?” Steve offers. “I bet I can scrounge up some popcorn from the kitchen.”

He won’t be getting any more sleep, he knows, but he decides as Dustin grins and nods at him that naps are—at least occasionally—overrated.

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One of the great things about fandom is that sooner or later you will think to yourself: I would never write/read x kind of story, I would never ship x kind of pairing, I would never do whatever fandom thing, and then, if you stick around long enough, you will 100% become a clown of your own making. It’s inevitable and I love it.

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yeah I'm an airship mechanic. I got that big ass wrench and the boots that are too big, but also, and this is important, goggles I do not use correctly