#( steve main )

[lazylittledragon]

if i had a nickel for every au spawned from twitter that i SWORE i was going to be normal about

[sockiepuppetry]

The Autobots yearn for the mines

[justiceforplutoo]

big fan of steve calling eddie out for his high school bullshit. all that ranting and raving about forced conformity just to hate all jocks? like, steve, who tries his actual hardest to be better than he was in high school, is going to throw hands if eddie says one more thing that reinforces the dumb jock stereotype in the kids' minds.

like i just imagine eddie stopping someone from joining hellfire because they were on the basketball team or tripping someone in the hallways because they were wearing their letterman.

i need steve to take eddie by the shoulders and tell him that yes, eddie was bullied in high school, but he was also a bully and i think that eddie's prejudice is a topic we need to look more into. like, i have no doubt that eddie would make sure steve knows that he's not dumb, but i need wayne to be watching sports on tv which causes eddie to be like, "I can't believe you watch that shit. just a bunch of dumb jocks tossing balls into laundry baskets." and instead of just leaving, i need to see steve go, hey man, not fucking cool? like let people have their interests.

every time steve calls eddie out in a fic i go nuts for it. do i think that steve would have more emotional responses to some things? absolutely. do i also think that king steve, bitchy steve, would put eddie in his place? yes, yes i do. that is a hill i would die on.

[kingdomvel]

Steve and Eddie, who are both in a city for some music awards the next day, who both decide to go out for a couple of drinks the night before, who entirely thanks to destiny sit next to each other at the bar, who hit it off quickly and start talking and go on and on and on and on...

Steve knows that he recognizes Eddie from somewhere, but he is not entirely sure where from until a guy approaches them asking for a picture with him, that Steve takes very amused, and he realises he's the metal guy Dustin had asked him to take a picture with if he saw him at the awards.

Eddie, on the other hand, doesn't recognise Steve at all, even though he is objectively way more famous than him. It's just that Steve always wears a wig and sunglasses, a moustache that is sometimes fake. It's not like his identity is a secret, he does some interviews without the costume. It's what robin has called his 'drag persona' and not his hannah montana. Gives him some peace in the way that only dedicated fans recognise him when he's out.

The night is coming to an end and Eddie gets a brilliant idea to see Steve again. He asks him to be his date to the award show, like a full date, stand at his side at the red carpet and pose with him and everything, he thinks it will be fun and a very amused Steve agrees.

Eddie is very confused and surprised when the photographers ask to take pictures of his date alone at the red carpet, when some interviewers call out to him and he goes to them easily, but he is too caught up on his own interviews with his band to really pay attention to whatever shenanigans his very hot "anonymous" date has decided to pull.

Eddie is absolutely shocked when his hot "anonymous" date wins artist of the year and kisses him before going on the stage.

[sofadofax]

thinking rockstar eddie and normal guy/stay at home dad steve. their kid has career day at school and steddie think they’re gonna choose eddie for his presentation bc duh but he brings in steve instead. he’s fascinated with all the work steve does around the house plus he makes my lunch for school and cooks dinner EVERY NIGHT. just their kid being absolutely amazed and grateful with everything steve does. of course they also care about eddie’s job and his music etc and loves them both equally but thinks steve’s job is way cooler

[steviesbicrisis]

To me it’s the fact that Steve assumed Robin had a license but still woke up 3 hours before his work shift to drive her to school everyday.

That is not a plot hole everybody, that is just the kind of person Steve Harrington is.

[morganbritton132]

Eddie posts a TikTok that was filmed in almost complete darkness late at night. You can just barely make out the angles of his face in the moonlight when he’s like, “Run that question back by me, Stevie.”

Steve: Do you think our pets have low self-esteem?

Eddie: Right, that’s the question.

Eddie: And the answer is no. They got high self-esteem like their dad.

Steve: But I’m insecure!

Eddie: I was talking about me.

Eddie: I preform on stage and am married to one of the hottest guys I know.

Steve:

Steve: Who’s the other hot guy you know?

Eddie: You, ten years ago.

Steve:

Steve, heavy consideration: That’s a good answer.

[libraryofgage]

Been having Secretly Smart Steve thoughts except it's less that his intellect is a secret and more that nobody ever noticed lmao

The initial thought for this is based on my mom's stories about acting like a ditzy airhead in high school but then graduating with honors

Within five minutes of walking into high school Steve definitely clocked that being cool was more important than being smart right? So he didn't really let on that he was good at class stuff and just let people think he was a simple jock

And Steve graduating isn't a huge thing cuz it happens during UD stuff which means they all miss graduation ceremony and just get their degrees later, so it's not like anyone saw the honors tassels that steve was given to wear with his grad gown

And the first real hint is Lucas trying to make a basket and getting frustrated. And Steve is like "here I'll show you" and proceeds to make every throw he makes from anywhere on the court and when Lucas asks how the fuck he does that Steve shrugs and is like "well, i mean, its all angles man"

Later Mike and Will are working on an egg drop project (you know the ones) and getting worked up cuz the eggs keep cracking. Steve has been watching TV or something the whole time and outta nowhere is like "yall are missing shock absorption and proper wind resistance, duh"

Nancy is trying to decode some number based cipher for fun but it's becoming rapidly Not Fun and Steve looks over her shoulder for like two seconds and goes "group the numbers into twos, subtract 18 from each, and then it's the alphabet letter based on the number" and then just walks off

Dustin is taking an engineering class and is having trouble building a bridge cuz it keeps collapsing when he sends a hot wheels car over it. Steve tells him he needs more load-bearing beams and to distribute the weight evenly and Dustin is surprised when it works

And, of course, Eddie sees all of this so one day when Max or Erica ask for help with some geometry homework he takes the worksheet they give him and immediately passes it along to Steve, waves off their disbelief, and sits all smug while Steve explains concepts they'd been missing entirely

[ask-spiderpool]

[steddie-lyfalling]

Robin:"I think in going to come out to the party"

Steve:"Bobs that's amazing, what made you change your mind?"

Robin: "Well they've just been so accepting with the Eddie situation, I thought..."

Steve staring off into space, brain whirring: Great Eddie came out to the whole group? And not to me!? I'd wondered, hoped?, had my suspensions but we're so close. It hurt to not be told before everyone, or AT LEAST with everyone. Was Eddie worried he wouldn't accept him? Did he seem so much like a meat-head jock still!? Or maybe Robin had found out accidentally, had she caught him? oh, did Eddie have a boyfriend (why does that sting?), why wouldn't he tell Steve if Robbie found out, surely Eddie would know that Steve would be his friend no matter what... (etc. etc.)

Robin (just about audible over Steve's own thoughts): "I mean, they've not questioned you two dating once. In fact, they're all so happy for you guys, even Mike!"

Steve's brain: Well at least the party is happy for Eddie and this means that Robbie is safe to come out and be herself amongst this odd little family they had cultivated. I mean if Mike can accept that me and Eddie are dating he's not going to be homophobic about Robin, because he's not changed around me and me and Eddie dating... me and Eddie are dating...

Steve (very loudly): "Me and Eddie are dating!?"

The drafts are making it out into the world because even though they will never be finished they are Steddie based thoughts I wish to share

[six-demon-bag]

DAN STEVENS as Thomas Richardson APOSTLE (2018) dir. Gareth Evans

[dinkeydina]

Steve studies for the au cuz I wasn’t happy with how much I struggled to draw him in the comic 🙃

[cossiemoss]

Bruce and Logan explaining to the team how throwing Wolverine at the enemy team is the best and only plan, and they don't need another healer.

[deadgirlhawkins]

i can draw horny pictures of your blorbo in exchange for dollars i prommy 🙏🙏🙏🩹❣️💋💥

[amarriageoftrueminds]

cannot stop thinking about an AU where Bucky gets the same treatment as Steve (ie. serumed and vitarayed.)

So he shoots up to 6' 8" or something ridiculous and is built like a brick shithouse. To everyone else he's almost Too Big, but to Steve it's just like being small again while Bucky is ...Large, and Steve is permanently flustered about it. 😳🥺

[coffeewasamistake]

Home is where the heart is

For the Mini Pride Bingo hosted by @genderthings.

[AO3]

Prompt: HRT | Rating: T | WC: 1184 | Relationships :Wayne Munson&Eddie Munson; Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson. Warning: Implied/Referenced child abuse

Summary:

Eddie meet his uncle Wayne in a hospital room. From that point, his life improves significantly.

It’s not something he would ever say publicly, but Eddie was so glad his father had broken both his leg and arm when he had pushed him down the stairs. The fact that he had done so while totally drunk in the middle of the day, in full view of three neighbors and the very same cops who were coming to arrest him may have been part of the reason he was so happy about it.

It had hurt. It still did, even with the meds he was under. His body felt like a giant bruise, and he had nearly fainted when he had seen his arm bent in a really, really abnormal way. Said arm was now in a cast, along with his leg, and it sucked. At least his right side had taken the brunt of the fall, and he was still able to write and eat almost normally.

He didn’t know where he was going to end up now that his dad had been locked up, but after two days spent at the hospital, a social worker showed up with a vaguely familiar man she introduced to him as Wayne Munson. His uncle. Or “that fucking fairy,” according to his father.

Eddie was hurt, high on painkillers, and in presence of an authentic degenerate. The kind of person who was different from everyone Eddie had ever met and was proud of it, enough to get in trouble with the pigs for being involved in a riot. That was insane.

 As soon as the social worker left them alone, Eddie started to vomit all his problem for Wayne to hear. The man listened in silence, barely nodding a few times to encourage him to talk. When Eddie finally ran out of secrets to tell, Wayne only said one thing.

“So, you’re a boy, right?”

And that was the end of it.

A couple of days later he found himself in small-town Hawkins, while his father was probably in the clink for good, this time. He was now the proud owner of the only bedroom in his uncle’s trailer, because according to Wayne, teenage boys needed their own space.

Three days after his arrival, Wayne sat him on a chair and carefully buzzed his hair. Eddie watched each lock fall to the ground, feeling strangely bereft. Afterwards, he kept running his hand against his bare scalp, fighting against the burn in his eyes.

Wayne put a hand on his shoulder, firm but kind. “It’s safer like that, son. You’ll be able to regrow it soon enough.”

He left the next day, having arranged for a woman living two trailers from them to watch over Eddie for the weekend.

“Don’t tell anyone you were not born a boy, you hear me?” Wayne told him just before the neighbor arrived. “I can help you be yourself, but you have to be careful if we want it to work.”

“Never?”

“As long as you’re still a kid. Keep it under wraps at least until you can vote.”

The neighbor was blind as a bat, made the best casserole in the state, and called him Edward in such a nice tone that by the time Wayne came back, he had decided that he liked that very, very much.

He was still going to go by Eddie, though.

It turned out Wayne had a lot of friends, and all of them were the wrong sort. Not the kind that ended up in jail for grand theft auto and assault, like his dad, but the kind dear ol’ Al Munson would have called “a bunch of degenerates that should be hanged.”

Wayne came back with a stack of falsified papers, a box, zines, and a whole spiel for him.

By the end of the week, he had been enrolled in the local middle school for the next year as “Edward Munson” and was starting to wince less and less each time his uncle stuck a syringe in his thigh. 

Eddie spent the last of the spring and most of the summer holed up in the trailer, writing page after page in a notebook and devouring each book Wayne brought him from the local library. By the time school started again, his arm and leg were healed, the duvet on his upper lip had slightly darkened, and his voice was cracking. 

Ten years after his first trip to the ER, Eddie had been left in the tender care of nurses way more times than most people, and he had almost always gotten along with them.

That one, though, was his favorite.

“Hiya, nurse Harrington. Nice scrubs.”

Steve dropped his key in a bowl and turned around to face his boyfriend. 

“Hi, babe.”

Eddie stretched his neck, and Steve gave him a quick kiss when he passed by the couch in the way to the bedroom. Fifteen minutes later he was back, wearing his pajamas, his hair damp and in disarray. 

“Rough day?”

Steve slumped on the couch and curled up against Eddie. “Could have been easier,” he mumbled.

“I made lasagna.” 

His head shot up.

“You did?”

“Yep. Followed your recipe to the letter. It’s in the oven.”

He got a kiss for his trouble. Then another. 

By the time his watch biped, they had been making out for nearly ten minutes.

Steve pushed his boyfriend back a bit. 

“Is that for you shot or for the lasagna?”

“For my shot.”

“I’ll be right back.”

Eddie smiled dopily and leaned back on the couch. Soon Steve was back with a syringe and a wipe.

“Take your pants off, will you?”

“My, my, nurse Harrington, you’re taking some liberties.” He shuffled out of his jeans, throwing them to the other side of the room. “Aaaall ready for you, my good sir.”

Steve laughed and sat down beside his boyfriend. Eddie immediately put his legs on his lap and lied back.

“Stick me with the boy juice, sweetheart.”

The only answer he got was a kiss on his thigh. Steve cleaned up a square of skin with the cotton wipe and emptied the syringe.

“Ouch,” Eddie said in his most indifferent tone.

“Awww, did that hurt, baby?”

Eddie had been jabbing a needle in his thigh daily for the last ten years and was thinking about getting a new tattoo. He could barely feel needles anymore, and his pain threshold was very high anyway. But being the center of his very caring boyfriend’s attention was always nice.

He batted his eyelashes. 

“Yes, terribly.” Eddie sat back and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s neck. “The pain is immeasurable, my liege. I need your lovely kisses to make it all better.”

Steve put down the needle with a laugh and dropped a quick kiss on his lips. “And now?”

“Still hurting…”

They were still laughing between kisses when Steve pushed Eddie down to better make out with him on the couch.

BEEP BEEP BEEP

“Hey, what’s that sound?”

“Oh, that’s just the alarm for the lasagna.”

“What???”

“It can stay in the oven for a bit longer, don't worry. No! Come back here!”