#codependent king eddie

[911-incorrect-quotes-dispatch]

Eddie: Being gay isn't all fun and games, sometimes you get really used to stealing your boyfriend's clothes and then he goes on a stupid trip and you have no more hoodies to wear.

Buck: I literally only took 2 hoodies.

Eddie: YOU TOOK THE GOOD ONES! The ones you left don't smell like you anymore.

[incorrect911firefighters]

Eddie: Hen, can you please tell Buck that I’m mad at him? We’re in the middle of a fight and we're not talking right now.

Hen: You’re literally sitting on his lap.

Eddie: Yes, what’s your point?

[bibuckleykinard]

i just think it would be cosmically hilarious if buddietommy was the ‘endgame’, buck and eddie actually like tommy so much that they all decide to kiss for the foreseeable future

[peggingeddiediaz]

Eddie Diaz forgetting to log out of his work twitter account part 81/?

[tartarusknight]

Alright just listen... when Robin goes to college she spends the first year in the dorms. So Steve rents a studio apartment as close as possible. Robin is practically living there within a week but Steve signed that he was the only tenant. They told him the limit of his room and if he got a roommate he'd have to sign new papers (the legal shit that I'm not gonna go into). Only by the next year, Robin can not live in the dorms and they decide to just have her live there secretly. She doesn't drive so they don't have anything to worry about from the outside of their tiny little place. It's a way, they can save money, and while it's cramped, they are codependent enough to make it work.

Then Eddie moves into the city and Steve without thinking offers him their couch. And soon there are three of them in the small place. It getting chaotic but they learn around it. Eventually, Steve and Eddie start dating and they decide to update their bed to a king so the three of them can sleep on it. (Because they couldn't kick Robin to the couch, it was Robin!)

And then Robin gets a girlfriend... and you'd think they'd maybe talk and either get a bigger apartment or split up. Except they don't. They all get cram onto the King Sized bed every night. At this point its truly too much but they are all determined to make it work because that shitry apartment has truly become their's.

But when they have an inspection. Steve has to pretend to be the only tenant there as the other three wait on the fire escape. He talks around everything to the feminine products in his bathroom to the skirts hanging up in the closet. By the time the inspector leaves, he believes that Steve is a cross dresser who takes the roles too seriously.

[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

Oh Oh what about 'H-how long have you been standing there?' Canon(-adjacent) Hurt/Comfort and Book? this list is actually so interesting there's so many good combinations

Thank you so much, it's been lots of fun seeing which combinations ppl picked and coming up with different story ideas. Hope you enjoy this one. 💖

True love's kiss

Rated: G

Words: 995

Tags: Post-Vecna; Everybody lives; Eddie Munson has a crush on Steve Harrington; Steve Harrington has a crush on Eddie Munson; Steve has migraines; Hurt/comfort; Love confessions

Eddie finds out by accident. It's one of the last days of summer, and the air has a sticky heaviness to it. He just wants to pick up some stuff he forgot after last night's campaign. Steve isn’t home, he knows for a fact. So what if he memorized his shift plan? It's perfectly normal, most definitely not a sign of obsession or codependency. 

Anyway, the point is, Steve isn't home, so Eddie doesn't ring, just lets himself in and marches into the living room. And that's where his plans for the afternoon derail. 

Steve is on the sofa in front of the television. Eddie's swoop of surprise is short-lived, however, because he isn't watching a movie or game. 

The tv isn't on at all. The entire house is deadly quiet. The blinds on the windows are drawn and the air conditioning is on, the room dark and cold.

Steve is buried in the pillows. His shoulders are shaking. 

“Stevie?” Eddie blurts. “What happened?” 

“Eddie?” Steve croaks. One eye pokes out from the pillows, bleary and horrified. “I- … H-how long have you been standing there?” 

Eddie doesn’t answer. He has already bridged the distance and is sinking down on the armrest by Steve’s head.

Steve sees the concern on his face and groans. “I'm fine. It's just … fucking headaches, don't worry.” 

But Eddie does worry. Eddie is freaking out, which is only natural given their shared history. He makes a horrified sound, shooting up to grab the walkie from Steve’s room and call a code red. 

“No, wait,” Steve says, holding him back with one shaky hand to his wrist. “‘s not anything supernatural. I mean they’ve gotten worse, after everything, but that's probably ‘cause I took a few hits too many. I've always had ‘em. Ever since I was a kid.” 

Eddie lets that statement trickle in. 

“Oh,” he then breathes, sitting back down and gesturing at the dark room. “You mean migraines?” 

Steve, who has thrown one arm over his face, peers out at him. 

“How d’you …?” 

Eddie shrugs sheepishly. “My mom used to get them, before …” 

He trails off, lost in the memory, fingers grasping to fiddle with something. He only realizes where they've landed when they start scratching at Steve's scalp, and a noise spills from his chest. Eddie flinches, stomach alive with an entire whirlwind of butterfly wings, and makes to pull back his hand. 

“No,” Steve mumbles. He's pale, but some of the tension has bled from his features. His voice is slurred. “Don't stop. Feels good.” 

And who is Eddie to deny him? 

Nodding, he slides off the armrest to sit more comfortably, pulling Steve’s head into his lap to rub soothing circles into his temples. He only notices the book lying on Steve’s stomach when it gets jostled by the motion and almost tumbles to the floor. 

“Hey, what’s this?” Eddie mutters, flipping it over to inspect the cover. “Fairytales?” 

Steve takes a few moments to reply, and in the low light, Eddie imagines he sees two pink splotches bloom high in his cheekbones. 

“My nanny used to read ‘em to me when I was sick. I was tryna, but … the fuckin’ letters keep moving.” 

“I'll read you one.” 

Another blink of those pretty eyes, pupils fuzzy and unfocused. “Really?” 

“Sure,” Eddie nods, reveling in the smile he gets when he flips the book open. “Let’s see … Once upon a time, there was a king. He was beautiful and kind and brave, and everybody in the realm loved him dearly. But the king was cursed. He-”

“Wait,” Steve mutters. His lids flutter as he struggles to stay awake. “I don’t- … Which one is this?” 

“My favorite,” Eddie replies. “Now hush, you’re supposed to be resting. Where was I? … The king had been befallen by an evil curse. He couldn’t love himself. He slaughtered many a beast, fought countless battles, hoping to prove his own worth to himself, but nothing lifted the shadow looming over him.” 

Eddie turns a page, crinkling his brow in thought. 

Steve stifles a yawn. His head is getting heavier in Eddie’s lap. “Then what happened?” 

“Patience, I was getting to it,” Eddie scolds. “One day, a new jester arrived at the court. He was skeptical, having heard grand tales of the young king’s beauty and good heart, never quite believing them. Yet, the second he beheld the king with his own eyes, he was enraptured, and he vowed to-”  

“En-whatchered?” 

“Enraptured, Stevie,” Eddie sighs, setting the book aside in favor of combing his fingers through Steve’s hair again. “Smitten, enchanted, lovestruck.” 

“Pffff,” Steve makes. “Love at first sight ain't real.” 

Eddie scoffs half-heartedly. “It's a fairytale. It's not supposed to be realistic. And besides, I'm only telling it, not making it up.” 

“Oh yeah,” Steve says. If his eyes were open, he'd be rolling them right now. “Obviously.” 

“Obviously,” Eddie agrees, and losing himself for a moment in the lines and angles of Steve’s face, the feel of his hair between his fingers. 

“How does it end?” 

Eddie blinks. “Huh?” 

“The story, silly,” Steve mutters. “How does the jester save the king?”  

“Who said he does?” 

Steve sighs, satisfied and exhausted. “‘s a fairytale. Gotta have a happy ending.” 

Eddie shrugs. “Fair enough. What d’you think he should do?” 

Steve stays silent for a long moment. Eddie is starting to think he fell asleep when he speaks again, so softly it's nearly lost under the rush of the air conditioning. 

“How ‘bout a kiss?” 

“Ah,” Eddie says around the lump forming in his throat. “Good one. Can't go wrong with true love's kiss.” 

Steve hums in agreement. 

“After the king sleeps, though.” His hand finds Eddie’s, interlacing their fingers. “Waited so long for this. Wanna do it without a headache.” 

Eddie is left in the dark, listening as Steve’s breathing evens out, wondering how much of their conversation he'll recall when he wakes up. 

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[doctorcurdlejr]

do you have buddie fic recs 👉👈 i trust your taste

Such a high honor Thank Youuu 🤭�� okay let's go:

Something touched me (like a knife-blade) this fic went triple platinum in codependency, I love it soooo much. Great post-season 7 take on buddie.

Your Love is an Oil Slick (It Glows like Rainbows, It Stains My Soul) STICK WITH ME HERE... Really fun magical AU where Buck is a ghost haunting Eddie's house. Great for spooky season and the use of wuthering heights in this is like drugs to me (also, with a few exceptions, I've read basically everything by this author. Lots of fun AUs if you're into that! Special shout-out to the one where Eddie invents the 3D printer and becomes Buck's PLATONIC SUGAR DADDY that shit had me laauuuughing)

everything (nothing) has changed okay it's been a minute but if memory serves Buck admits to Eddie that he's in love with him and then promptly goes okay thanks for listening I will be moving on now because Evan Buck Buckley is the king of evil therapy speak in this. It all so quickly goes south Eddie ends up outing Buck at work and at some point they fuck on a table and then Buck BURNS IT afterwards ❤️ The therapy framing is only in the first chapter (I think) and it picks up after that.

across our great divide (a glorious sunrise) what if two guys went to couples therapy and they were not even dating

I know some who've never seen the ocean almost crashed my car after somebody sent me the following screenshot from this fic

Signo de los Tiempos for fans of Bpreg. I vibe with the depiction of dysphoria in this and I'm a suuuckkerrrr for any fic where Buck speaks Spanish like okay Mr. Peru 🤭 also the way buddie fully are living together and sharing a bed while going We're Not Dating Guys C'mon... hilarious to me

Okay ummm enjoy 😁👍

[chronicowboy]

sorry but eddie being a little sulky when buck falls asleep... king ur unhealthily codependent but i love u anyway

[cranberrymoons]

I'm sorry, T exists in the show to me solely to be emotionally cheated on. Watch me shake my head so the omniscient viewer knows that I disapprove of emotional infidelity (this is a lie, the road to buck and Eddie's mutual happiness is literally littered by casualties and I am cheering and watching with popcorn. Be more deranged and codependent no matter the people in your way, kings!!!)

well yes, and as a founding member of the summer of infideleddie movement, i am also here. but sometimes the feelings creep in �� we must languish under the tree of tragic life’s changing autumn leaves while we still can.

[911-incorrect-quotes-dispatch]

Eddie: Life is hopeless and unyielding. Love is a lie. I'm bereft of direction.

Chim: Please, get off the floor.

Eddie: But why should I when my beloved has left me? How will I go on without the tight embrace of their hands on my neck.

Chim: That’s strangulation, and Buck just went to the store.

Eddie: *still on the floor* But he wouldn't let me go with him.

[steddieunderdogfics]

Tales of Hawkins by Atleastwritingisfun

@drew-pictures

Rating: Mature

57,501 words, 10/10 chapters

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Tags: Post-Vecna (Stranger Things), Steve Harrington Falls First but Eddie Munson Falls Harder, d&d as a plot device, Written by a DM, Slice of Life, Complex Parental Relationships, Codependency, Friends to Lovers, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Smut, Queer Themes, Found Family, Steve Harrington's King Steve Persona, Domestic Fluff, Gender Exploration, Genderfluid Steve Harrington, Genderqueer Eddie Munson, Genderfluid Nancy Wheeler, Recreational Drug Use, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Eddie Munson Lives, Background Relationships, Dungeons & Dragons References, Dungeons & Dragons 5th Edition, Good uncle Wayne, everyone's a little gay actually, Implied/Referenced Homophobia

Summary:

When the dust settles on Hawkins, Steve Harrington prepares himself for a life of mediocrity, according to his dad anyway. Steve’s not sure where he fits in anymore since he no longer has to fight his way through interdimensional monsters. He’s floating, coasting almost, and none of his clothes feel right on his skin anymore. As people leave the small town Steve grew up in (and will probably die in), Hellfire Club loses a member just before embarking on an important campaign. With a little bit of bullying from The Party, Steve joins their ranks as their resident changeling fighter, hoping to find a way to still make himself useful as the kids grow older and Steve thinks about what he wants his future to look like – which might involve his friend turned DM; Eddie Munson.

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[chefbuck]

WAIT i had one more idea 😭 🎡 with hanikkar since we talked abt them the other day

🎡 state fair / carnival / first date

If Ravi knew that joining the 118 would lead him to becoming the worst cliche, he would have decided to make him parents proud and became an engineer. 

OK. That might be a bit dramatic, but granted recent events, Ravi feels like he’s earned the rights to a few dramatics. 

Look, before Ravi joined the 118, he was not the skittish timid guy the station knows him to be. He was charming and cool. Chill, even. The Aunties would squeeze his cheeks, his sister’s friends would whisper around him, and he knew how to be smooth with the girls. And then Buck barked at him and Buck chased him with a chainsaw and Eddie sent him a surprising amount of death glares for someone he barely spoke to. Then, Chimney invited Ravi to his little brother’s firefighter physical exam. That was the first time Ravi felt truly a part of the 118 family. 

Ravi now knows he prefers the family he was born with. 

It’s not that there’s anything bad about the people in the 118. Other than Buck and Eddie making everyone suffer and witness their divorced antics, and the majority of A-Shift being incredibly codependent, they’re not evil people. They’re just… all encompassing. And while Albert doesn’t work at the 118, he is Chimney’s brother so somehow he bleeds the gray area. 

Albert is… If Ravi is chill (or was chill, whatever), then Albert is the King of Casual. He’s big smiles, happy-go-lucky, says everything on his mind as honest as possible. And touchy. So touchy. It’s mainly his hands, poking Ravi in the arm to get his attention, pinching him at the waist to make him squirm, patting him on the back in laughter, hand on his knee because why fucking not at this point. He’s also done a fair share of nudging Ravi’s foot under the table, knocking shoulders in passing, and of course the head to Ravi’s shoulder. Usually when this happens they’re at Ravi’s apartment or it’s a moment in passing when they’re walking into a crowded coffee shop, and Ravi can just pretend that he’s not completely bugging out. It’s worse when Albert does it around the team, but no one’s said anything so somehow Ravi’s in the clear? 

But now, at the LA County Fair, Albert just grabs Ravi’s hand in his own like this is normal behavior between them, and pulls him running through the crowd, saying, “Come on!” Ravi has no choice but to let himself be tugged. 

It’s so dumb the way Albert’s eyes light up and his face splits into a grin when they land in front of one of the carnival games. He looks at Ravi with no words, just his wide mouthed smile, as if he knows that Ravi’s a goner and there’s no chance on earth he’s going to be able to refuse. And it’s so utterly stupid. It’s one of those ring toss games that you see in movies to win an overpriced stuffed animal. 

Ravi rolls his eyes. “These games are rigged,” he says, because he feels it’s his duty to steer his non-American-born friend away from tourist traps. 

But Albert’s the type of person who might say that he is technically a tourist (he’s lived in California for years now) and traps are just an escape room waiting to happen (no that’s not true Albert, please tell me you know how an escape room works). Albert’s grin shifts into a smirk. “You’re just scared you’ll lose.” 

To which Ravi laughs at Albert’s smug naivety. 

They both lose, terribly, but Ravi’s not too bummed. He knew the outcome anyways so as not to get his hopes up, plus everytime Albert threw his foam ring, he had such a cute concentration face, the kind where his nose got a little scrunched up and his tongue sticks out comically between his lips. So when Albert, who has never before experienced the disappointment that is losing to a carnival game, is clearly bummed by not being able to win the green dinosaur plushie he was bragging about, Ravi has no choice but to cheer him up.

Ravi tugs on the armsleeve of Albert’s shirt. “Come on. Now that you’ve experienced the American disappointment of carnival losing, lets balance you out with a carnival joy.” 

Albert raises an eyebrow, because sure, this is just another thing he’s able to do. “Which is?” 

Ravi nods his head towards the giant banner not too far from them. “Funnel cake.” 

Just that easily, Albert is smiling again and grabbing onto Ravi’s hand to pull them forward. Whatever, fine. In movement, Ravi can be normal. He can pretend normal. 

Except this time, Albert doesn’t let go of his hand. He just chats Ravi’s ear off about his week and comparing how different American fairs are from the one’s in Korea and probably something else about Chimney because Albert loves talking about his brother. Only this time Ravi is only half listening because he’s so distracted by the fact that Albert is still holding his hand at the county fair like they’re two guys on a date and not something else entirely. Ravi is trying so hard not to look down at their hands (even though he really wants to) just in case that would be the very thing to make Albert drop them. And yes, Ravi is a total cliche by being the type of gay guy that catches feelings for their pathetically straight friend, but also who cares because Albert’s hands are softer than he would have imagined with just a few rough spots, like the hand that’s new to heavy duty work. 

Albert doesn’t let go of his hand until they hand him the funnel cake.

[steddiebbang]

Heart On Your Sleeve  |  Mature |  29k

Author: @brbsoulnomming

Artist: @hel-s-art

Beta Reader: withmyindifference

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Pairings: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson 

Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Dustin Henderson, Max Mayfield, Lucas Sinclair, Will Byers, Mike Wheeler

Tags: Alternate Universe - Supernatural Elements, Hurt/Comfort, Found Family, Platonic Soulmates Stobin, Protective Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington Has a Crush on Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington's King Steve Persona, Codependency, Emotion Sharing

Trigger Warnings: mild gore/body horror, canon typical violence/torture 

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Steve's parents always locked their hearts in a safe in his dad's study at night.

For as long as Steve can remember, he watched them do it, pulling their hearts out of their chests and tucking them away in the safe in an easy, practiced motion - like a dance, like something they did without even thinking about it.

He liked it, liked watching them move in unison. It made him daydream about his own partner in the future, how they could move in sync with each other, anticipating each other's every movement and not having to say a thing to know what the other wanted.

Even his parents’ hearts were similar. They were both the same pale pink, bisected with only a few silver scars, and though they didn't quite beat in unison, it was close enough that Steve's young eyes didn't notice the difference. 

“One day,” his dad always said. “When you're old enough, your heart will go in here, too. When you're trained to be separated from it, when you're grown up.”

Steve wanted to be grown up more than anything.

But his heart never looked like theirs. 

—

Or, Steve's journey in letting himself be folded into a family of his own making, and finding the kind of love that will last forever.

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[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

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Eddie finds out by accident. It's one of the last days of summer, and the air has a syrupy, sticky heaviness to it that threatens thunderstorms. He just wants to pick up some stuff he forgot after last night's campaign. Steve isn’t home, he knows for a fact. So what if he has memorized his shift plan? It's perfectly normal, most definitely not a sign of obsession or toxic codependency. 

Anyway, the point is, Steve isn't home, so Eddie doesn't ring, just lets himself in and marches right on into the living room. And that's where his plans for the afternoon violently derail. 

Steve is on the sofa in front of the television set. Eddie's giddy swoop of surprise is short-lived, however, because he isn't enjoying a movie or sports game. 

The tv isn't on at all. The entire house - always alive with noise or music or chatter - is deadly quiet. The blinds on the windows have been drawn and the air conditioning is on, leaving the room dark and cold.

Steve is buried in the pillows, wrapped in a blanket. Underneath it, his shoulders are shaking. 

“Stevie?” Eddie blurts, nickname slipping out before he can think better of it. “What happened?” 

“Eddie?” Steve croaks. One eye pokes out from between the pillows, bleary and horrified. “I- … H-how long have you been standing there?”

[collectivecloseness]

Can you do Steve x Eddie x Robin x reader relationship hc, please 🙏🏽

I love your writing also, you’re very talented💕

Tysm! And yes I love these three together!!!

Those three are best friends, and platonic soulmates, and when they meet you, boy does everything change.

You have such a stable relationship with these three. It’s very healthy, and you all also share very amicably. It’s just a house full of love, a real family, something you all needed.

Those three are all very loving, and all they can hope for is your love back. It’s really all they need. And they’re very grateful that it’s something they get every day.

You all live in Steve’s house together. And even though there’s plenty of rooms, lots of personal space, most nights, you four all fall asleep in a massive bed together. Every bedroom has a bed big enough for all four of you. But realistically it could be for three, even with Robin’s star fishing, and Eddie’s habit of stealing the blankets, you all sleep very close with each other anyways. Not only do you all feel safer that way, but it’s just become routine for you all now, in your loving home. For everyone to cuddle up together at night. Even though nightmares have decreased since, it also makes it easier for you all to be there when someone does have a nightmare, or be able to tell one if your love’s is, and soothe them in sleep until they’re peacefully snoring again.

The three all have their own relationships with each other, as well as you, and altogether, and bounce off of each other in different ways.

Robin and Steve have their own close friendship, it really was just like the universe created them to be best friends. Which also means they’re comfortable enough to live in a home together and be themselves. Which includes Robin jumping over the back of the sofa and killing Steve’s knees when she lands, to say hello to you both. And Steve lifting Robin over his shoulder to lock her out of his bedroom because he was just suaving you up in his charmingly dorky way. And the two bickering over who gets you have your chest in their mouth first, until six minutes later when you just shove both their heads towards your chest, so their mouths can do something else while you freeze half naked.

But they are very close, and love that they live together now. Having their best friend who they trust and can be themselves with so completely, but is also such a light in their life and someone they love spending every evening having fun with, makes Robin and Steve the happiest they’ve ever been. As well as all four of you. Everyone’s so close, and you’ll walk into a room to see any mixture of them hugging on the couch. Sometimes Robin and Steve are so squished into a corner of the sofa together, since personal space just isn’t really a thing with them, so you’ll go and just sit on top of their mess of limbs, just to add to the pile. Sometimes something happens, and Robin or Steve might go to each other first, for any multitude of reasons, and cry to their best friend in the entire world and the one underneath them, and get that comfort they never got till they knew each other, or you and Eddie.

Their friendship only strengthens being with you two, and they didn’t even know that could be possible. Now, they just can never be separated. They really are like shelter animals that bond as a pair. You’ll hardly ever see one without the other for long, and while they can have their own personal time, and aren’t unhealthily codependent, they’ll miss their best friend :(

And they both conspire against Eddie in only funny ways, which Eddie always gets them back for, even with being up against the dynamic duo. They mostly create mischief directed at Eddie, since he seems to think he’s the king of that here. Or they work together to surprise you. They’ll even work together against Eddie, with a secret fistbump hand shake as they agree on their plans.

Steve once sat his full weight on Eddie, who only smiled surprised at the fact, but then Robin gets to sit on your lap and fully make out with you, as as much as Eddie scrambles, Steve made himself firm the second he sat, smirking as Eddie whacks at him “man, get off!” while Robin steals you away. Once you two got upstairs, Robin and Steve sharing a thumbs up while you giggled at them, and apologetically at poor Eddie, Steve responded with a ‘calming’ pat to Eddie “Nah man, I think Robin’s the one ‘getting them off’.” To which he got more grunts of ‘shut up!’ and ‘lemme go asshat!’ off of his dear beloved life partner.

Or Robin distracts Eddie with a good chat for Steve. Maybe about music, or giving Eddie a treat, beckoning Eddie from a corner and asking if he wants some ice cream from the extra garage freezer, making Eddie feel like the sneaky one, or asking him about one of his hyperfixations, knowing Eddie’s going into a thirty minute rant about the new dnd guide, and she genuinely keeps up the conversation as Eddie excitedly goes on, or she even distracts him with something shiny. And then Eddie can hear Steve’s car leaving and he knows what’s up, or he can hear the groans and squeaking two whole floors above the garage, and he knows he’s been bamboozled! All three respect each other’s grind though.

One time got Eddie not enjoying being on the receiving end of their plans, as they told Eddie you only had two of most things, a hand to hold, a leg to sit on, an ear to nibble on, while they were doing all of that, and teasingly shooing Eddie off. Eddie didn’t exactly tantrum when he was subby, but that night was quite different; and also backfired on the pair since they had to apologise and soothe Eddie, while you spent much more attention on him. Still, they deserved it. And Eddie left to get your favourite breakfast early the next morning, meaning the two could pick off their scheme where it started, and wake you up by continuing.

They still work at family video together as well, so normally they come home together, and both will have picked little treats for you, and Eddie, from the shops, or come back with take out they’d both decided on. They love getting the same shifts, and Steve likes organising the schedule for the household, making it easier to plan date nights if Eddie picks you up and then gets Steve and Robin from the same place. Or all making sure to get the next Sunday off, to go drive a few hours down to the beach together.

You didn’t say if Eddie and Steve were platonic or romantic in this poly, so I’ve tried to keep it open to interpretation if that’s okay! But they get along great in this poly too. Sometimes Eddie will come and squeeze your waist romantically, swaying with you as he comes to kiss your neck. But Steve was already flirting with you, so he just gives Eddie a “Hey!” To which Eddie apologises, before smacking Steve’s ass so he doesn’t feel left out. Eddie doesn’t even have to be interrupting you and Steve for him to sneak in and smack his lips on Steve’s cheek before running off using Steve’s car he’s not insured for, again, probably taking you for a quick trip with him.

Eddie also gives Stevie a whistle whenever the shirt comes off. Whether it’s with you in the bedroom, Steve cleaning up his pool for you four to use, or even Steve just existing in a room in his house, and Eddie’s only just noticed. Eddie will also lightly ‘prank’ Steve, but sometimes these pranks are actually rises to distract him from what Eddie’s really doing, which is usually stealing you away, but Steve is always so busy with Eddie’s initial trouble, so watch out.

Eddie and Steve are constantly teasing each other, but it’s never gone too far, they’re always pushing each other’s shoulders and smiling each and every time. Sometimes Steve goes into mom mode untangling Eddie, and his actions, but they both know it doesn’t mean they love the other any less.

And Steve and Eddie look out for you and Robin, like you all do for each other of course. No one walks home alone at night, not one of you. But one of your favourite sights of the three of them was Steve teaching Eddie his example, as Robin was so excited, and both men flexing their arms so they could swing Robin between themselves. It was such an endearingly funny moment, just some innocent fun, with no one around to judge, or ever say anything any of you think of is weird, or not mature or cool, or do anything to destroy the freedoms of being yourselves, not in your new home.

Steve has learnt how to carry two people, on a shoulder each, to sort his family out. So on nights you guys have been drinking, and either Steve decides you’ll find it more fun to be lifted since you can’t walk great, or you’ve excitedly asked Steve to do so (and maybe Eddie has joined your begging too) Steve’s found it’s easier to throw both you and Eddie over a shoulder each, and call for Robin, because she’s the most likely to follow right behind Steve at seeing you two being pulled upstairs.

Steve really loves his family too. He’s always going out of his way to make sure the relationship’s great, to keep everyone happy. He’s already got three holidays planned, that you guys have all scoured ideas over together, spending countless nights picking out places that look amazing, and deciding what seasons work best for which location. He’s always coming home thinking about you guys, as well as everyone else he cares about, but bringing home stuff to show he was thinking about you all day, and he loves you all, as well as expressing it vocally which he’s so good at now. Hugging you all and feeling so relieved back at home, with you all in his arms, and smiling so happily back. In such a great relationship.

And yeah I have a whole post about Robin and Eddie x reader, but also you three all work so hard to make sure Steve isn’t working too hard. He needs his family to help remind him of that sometimes. And you three all look after him, just as much as he does everyone else. Sometimes it does take all three of you, someone to keep Steve sat in bed, someone to do the chores like cleaning and getting lunch (or if Steve’s sick and trying to move, getting him medicine as well), and someone to make sure Steve’s errands for the day so he doenst feel like he’s disappointed anyone or ruined his responsibilities, like driving the kids somewhere, is all taken care of. Taken care of like you three do with Steve. Who knows that because all three of you are set on his tasks, tasks just Steve was planning on handling alone, he can try and relax, and let himself be himself. Let himself be comforted by his family.

Eddie and Robin also plan things without Steve’s knowledge too, but all four of you do that occasionally. They can be a mischievous pair, not held down by Steve’s thinking things through. They have stolen you from him before, although usually for less time, since being the only one left behind isn’t something any of your lovers do to anyone, for long at all, just in case. Unless they think Steve needs to be taught a lesson, by them having their fun ways.

One time though, Steve wanted everyone to do a full day of spring cleaning, together as a house. Something the whole week you, Eddie, and Robin had promised Steve you would not be doing, so don’t even ask. Steve meant for the entire day to be taken up by household chores. The house wasn’t even in complete disarray, but Steve had clapped his hands and suggested you all could get to work on some projects in the house not done yet, like painting the fence. Eddie had grabbed yours and Robin’s hands on the morning of, smiling with his tongue out at Steve, promising he’d come back with ice cream for King Harrington too, and maybe once he’d gotten that stick out his ass and decided to join them for fun, and at least compromise on just cleaning for a little while today, DIY tomorrow or something, Eddie could also steal Steve away for some fun, altogether as a family.

Although you had begged Eddie to drive back only half an hour later, instead of eating your ice cream in the parlour, because you just felt like something was wrong, and when you got back to Steve doing all the tasks alone, the entire living room looking already fully finished, carrying really heavy objects around the house, and you swore you heard him sniffling, your faces all dropped. And the ice cream was put in the freezer, while Robin tentatively made sure Steve wasn’t in a bad mood with any of you and wouldn’t shout, so you could leap forward and bring Steve onto your lap, for some apology cuddles, that he’d be getting from everybody. There never were really any serious arguments. Just teasing bickering, and then talks that needed to be had!

Also, with Robin, they’ll leave you and Robin alone if the bedroom’s a rockin’, although they have been known to interrupt for the bit. Eddie making large scary sounds behind the door, with a satisfied smirk when you both scream, or Steve banging on the door when he knows you two have finished to suggest you two kids better not be shaming God’s eyes in his own home. Occasionally, when you and Robin have been really quiet for a while, one will stretch their arm in, very obviously hiding their eyes under their hands so they are blind to any sins (just in case someone’s naked and doesn’t want to be seen right then) to hand you both water bottles, and make sure no one’s dead in there, since it sounded like an earthquake about twenty minutes ago and it’s been radio silence since.

But that doesn’t mean Steve Eddie and Robin aren’t always separated in the bedroom when it comes to you. They just know sometimes people want time alone together! Steve and Eddie will do the same for the other, and Robin for them. Those three happily share you together. Obviously Steve and Eddie don’t do anything with Robin specifically, you guys all know each other’s okay’s and no thank you’s very well! But all four of you in the bedroom together, or any mixture, e.g. you Steve and Robin, you Steve and Eddie, you Robin and Eddie, happens too!

And oh... all three of them love working on you together. Having sessions all devoted to you, or rather, where all three fully devote themselves to you. The three all worshipping you... or playing with you. You being their good little girl/sub, under the three of them, who are working together on you, makes them all glow. They love how overwhelmed with love you look. Not sure where to look sometimes. Just looking up at them, so doe eyed, so beautiful, so awed. Knowing all three of your partners are working on you because they love you. And your eyes constantly moving around because someone else is doing something amazing to another part of your body and it’s so much. Those are some of their favourite times in the bedroom with you.