#mr harrington

[wheatnoodle]

mr harrington who’s a scientist at hawkins lab. doctor harrington who made his pregnant wife an mk ultra experiment. dr harrington who gladly hands his baby over to dr brenner the second he is born.

007 who grows up with his dad as his main assigned researcher. being poked and prodded and tested and tased and tortured, all while his father stands next to dr brenner behind a glass pane, taking notes on his clipboard.

007 who lashes out when told his mother is dead. he knows she’s alive. somewhere. he can feel her. 007 who begins to lash out at anyone who comes close. they are the bad guys. they took him from her.

007 who kills a guard and steals his key ring to sneak 008 out. though he’s stopped before he can follow. he cannot wander free. but he cannot be here anymore.

a small device is implanted in his neck. hooked up to several wires to his brain, his memories are stolen, replaced with new ones. with fake ones. ones of a father who always travels for work and a mother who follows to keep an eye on his secretary, yet still somehow manages to keep a name for herself.

he does not question waking up in a bland, plaid room. no emotion, no personality in the space. it is normal to him. it is all he knows. this is steve’s room. it always has been.

[queen-daya]

Every Shot of Michelle Jones (Part 29/♾️)

[i-may-be-an-emu]

If I had a nickel for every time two very gay-seeming male teachers took a bunch of school kids on a Europe trip and became one of the best ships in that piece of media I'd have two nickles, which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice.

The one from heartstopper is canon they are a couple, the one from far from home is a ship that probably only exists in my own head.

[ihaveastainonmyshirt]

If you've seen this idea before it's because I made a post then deleted it because posting make's me nervous

ANYWAYS now time to talk about a concept I need people to start talking about.

Mr Harrington seeing/treating Peter like his son.Ever since he said he saw Peter like his son who was also his little brother I've been CRAVING Dad!Harrington. I find them really cute and silly and I need some in my life.

If any fic writers are reading this I will give u the fattest kiss on the mouth if u do this.

[epiclazershark]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Steve Harrington & Steve Harrington's Mother, Steve Harrington & Steve Harrington's Father, Steve Harrington & Steve Harrington's Parents, Steve Harrington & The Party Characters: Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington's Parents, Steve Harrington's Mother, Steve Harrington's Father, Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Dustin Henderson, The Party (Stranger Things), gangs all here Additional Tags: Hurt Steve Harrington, Post-Vecna (Stranger Things), Hospitals, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington Are Best Friends, POV Outsider, POV Third Person, POV Robin Buckley, Steve Harrington Has Absent Parents, but their here now, Steve Harrington Has Good Parents, or at least trying to be good, the barest hint of ronance Summary:

Robin Buckley awaits news of her platonic soulmate's fate after the battle with Venca only for the most unexpected people to arrive, his parents! ---------------------------- Robin had just come up with a sixth approach when a couple came sprinting into the hospital. The pair were extremely well dressed especially for Hawkins, both wearing full designer suits, the woman was carrying her heels in her hand the other clutching the mans tightly.

[estrellami-1]

My brain Does Not Want to Work right now (I’m running on, like, negative sleep and less coffee than I need) but I was reading fics and I realized something. And I need someone to write it, please.

Peter Parker’s teacher is called Mr. Harrington. I can’t remember if we get a first name or if he’s just Mr. Harrington.

And we all know how in like 85% of fics, Steve Harrington ends up as a teacher.

Steve Harrington, who knows the look in his own eyes in the mirror, in Eddie’s eyes, in the Party’s eyes.

Steve Harrington, who sees the same look in Peter Parker’s eyes. Who sees Peter rushing into class, almost-late, saved-by-the-bell, too many tardies mysteriously explained away.

Steve Harrington, who has a soft spot for Peter, because he knows what ‘mysteriously explained away’ means, and considers contacting Owens, because why the fuck are they using goddamn kids again.

Peter Parker, who likes Mr. Harrington because he doesn’t ask questions, just smiles kindly at him when he rushes in almost-late, when he accidentally falls asleep in class only to jerk awake at the bell.

Peter Parker, who considers confiding in Mr. Harrington, because he recognizes the look in his eyes, he knows what it means, and surely this wouldn’t be the craziest thing he’s ever heard if his eyes already look like that.

Peter Parker who asks Mr. Harrington for a meeting with his guardian, because something about him tells Peter he can trust him.

Steve Harrington, who walks into the meeting and realizes it’s not what he thought when Tony Stark greets him.

Steve Harrington, who, after the meeting, helps explain away absences and tardies and missing homework.

Steve Harrington and Peter Parker, who work together and form a bond born only of trauma, and the need to protect.

[ghostlynimbus]

Speaking of my godsverse au, anyone have any thoughts about who Steve's Mom is competing against to be the one who chose who Steve marries?

(Not in the sense that they're actually choosing for steve, more like they are betting on an eligible bachelorette and working behind the scenes to try and give their candidate a leg up over the competition, with or without the candidates knowledge or consent)

It can't be Steve's dad, because he's quite firmly in the camp that Steve shouldn't settle down too early and should be free to date around for as long as possible (much to steve's mom's disapproval).

I was thinking maybe one of Steve's sisters... but that doesn't feel right either. The dynamic is just not what I'm looking for. (I think it could be a fun character exploration exercise to think about who they each would have backed if they had backed anyone though so i might do that just for funsies)

Maybe Steve's aunt (father's sister)? She's Tommy's mom in this au and it could be a fun dynamic to have her use Tommy to try to push Steve towards her choice. And she does not like Steve's mom, so that could give her some motivation....

hhmmm.....

I think I answered my initial question xD If anyone has any other ideas though I'd love to hear them. Or if anyone has any thoughts on who Steve's aunt should be betting on. I already have Steve's Mom's pick figured out.

(Steve doesn't go with either of these options. But I think Steve's mom's pick is more similar to who he actually ends up with.)

[bowlingwithplanets]

Did you know that Mr Harrington from Tom Holland’s Spider-Man movies was a student at Culver University. That’s the school that Betty Ross worked at. He was in the computer room that Bruce went into to log into Betty’s account. He had the pizza.

[darrys-laundry]

this is my harrington family truth

[hjbirthdaywishes]

July 30, 2024

Happy 42 Birthday to Martin Starr.

[morganbritton132]

The cameras at the VMAs: *cut to Eddie Munson’s husband when he’s on stage to present an award*

Steve’s students, past and present, watching at home: Was that my math teacher??

[arcticdesertjoy]

Why don’t I see anyone memeing this? Maybe I’m just late to the party but this is hilarious

[queen-daya]

Every Shot of Michelle Jones (Part 27/♾️)

[bigskyandthecoldgun]

steddie fake dating au that starts because robin’s mom keeps pushing for her and steve to get together and robin gets so fed up that she yells, “it’s not gonna happen because some people are gay, mom!”

and upon seeing the utter horror and fear on her face, steve swoops in and says he’s the one who’s gay. cue mr. and mrs. buckley, local hippies, attempting to show how supportive they are, and all the while steve gets eddie to agree to fake date to get the buckleys to prove they’re safe, so that robin will feel comfortable enough to come out to her parents.

[steddieprompts]

Steddie; 1925 words; friends to lovers; belated valentine's day.

Eddie paced into his room and then back out into the hallway. Turned. Paced back into his room. Cracked the knuckles on his right hand. Turned. Paced back out into the hallway.

It was a good thing Wayne was at work or else he would make some remark about Eddie pacing a hole into the hallway floor.

He turned into the kitchen, grabbed the honeycombs out of the cabinet and shoved his hand in the box, scooping out a handful before returning to the hallway. Into his room. Eat a few honeycombs. Turn. Back out into the hallway. Eat a few more. Turn. Back into his room. Eat the rest of the honeycombs.

His eyes landed on a notebook on his desk.

Mrs. Laski, his fifth grade English teacher, had told him to write when he couldn’t figure out what else to do.  He had a suspicion it was just her way of keeping him in his seat and quiet but that didn’t matter right now.

He didn’t know what to do, and there was a notebook.

He plopped himself down at his desk and flipped open the notebook, turning pages until he found one that didn’t already have notes and drawings scribbled all over them.

2/10/88

I’m gonna kill Jefferson.

Eddie sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose for a second before putting pen to paper again.

Why would he say I’m in love with Steve?  He talks about Kevin from his ridiculous band camp way more than he talks about Barb and he and Bard are dating!  Just because I talk about Steve every once in a while…

Just, where does he get off pointing it out?

Eddie bit his lip tapping his pen against the notebook probably about as fast a hummingbirds wings, his knee doing its best to keep up under the desk.

I don’t even… I’m not looking for a relationship. Haven’t even thought about it.

But now, dear Jeffery has gone and put this idea in my head and it’s growing like cancer. It’s probably going to start dripping out of my ears all soft and mushy.

Steve Harrington.

<3 <3

The problem – the fucking annoying, needling, migraine inducing problem – is that he’s right.  As soon as he said it, I knew. Why didn’t I know before?

Eddie dropped his head to his desk and let out a tortured groan.  This morning, he was the same Eddie Munson he had been for years… well, ever since he survived a trip to an alternate dimension with 20% more scare tissue than he had before.  He was fine this morning and then Jeff had to open his mouth after the campaign.  Eddie had harmlessly mentioned that Steve applied for a job at the fitness place opening up across town and Jeff came back with, “Does Steve know how much you love him?”

Eddie was pretty sure he meant it as a joke… was 75% sure.  But it put the idea in his head and now…

Eddie picked up his head and wrote with so much force that it probably made a dent in the next five pages:

I’m in love with Steve Goddamn Harrington.

Eddie stared at the words… ran a finger over them, the ink smudging a little, feeling the indents of the letters; smiled a little.  He skipped a line and kept writing:

I’ve never considered what being in love would be like.  Never really been interested enough.  Now that I think about it though, I think I’ve loved Steve for a long time.  I mean, he saved my life… so that definitely has something to do with it…

But at the same time, that’s not it at all.

Steve is…

Eddie looked around his room.  On his nightstand was a baseball that Steve had brought over one day and just left there.  Whenever Steve visits he picks the ball up, lays back on Eddie’s bed and tosses the ball up and down, up and down, never once missing a catch and hitting himself in the face like Eddie is pretty sure would happen to him if he tried it.

His eyes drifted over to his closet, where one of Steve’s swim team shirts hangs on a hook.  He loaned it to Eddie one day when they were swimming and he just… never gave it back.

He knows that under his bed is a box of Steve’s personal stuff.  He brought it over one night when he thought his parents were going to kick him out and Eddie promised he could always stay with him and Wayne if he needed.  Steve didn’t stay more than two days, but the box never left.  Steve said he felt better leaving it with Eddie.  Eddie respected Steve enough to never snoop around in it.

Steve is kind.  He’s too kind sometimes and it makes me wonder how he survived his parents; survived all that shit that happened in ’84, ’85, ’86.  Sometimes I can see it in his eyes.  When he thinks no one is looking he gets this thousand-yard stare and I know he’s somewhere else, hearing echoes and seeing ghosts.

And he’s so strong.  He’s told me about the nightmares, the things that happened to him, and how much he longs to get the hell away from this shit-hole town. But not until the kids are gone.  Not until Robin and Nancy are settled somewhere far away from here.  Not until he knows that everyone is safe. I asked him when that would be, and I swear I saw his spine bend further under the pressure of it all. When is anyone ever safe?

Eddie’s eyes drifted to the corner of his desk.  Tucked under another notebook was a newspaper ad for a car dealership, where Eddie knew Steve had circled the truck he ended up buying.  Eddie asked if he was turning into some kind of country boy.  Steve shrugged and said, “It’ll come in handy when Robin goes to college after her gap year.”

Eddie also knew there was an aborted half circle around a used RV.  He knew Steve wanted to travel, to see something outside of Hawkins. To do something normal and distracting and fun.  Go somewhere he could relax and not worry.  Eddie was accosted with a memory of himself and Steve, parked in the van on the side of a backroad, looking out into a freshly cut wheatfield as the sun set. The orange and red coloring the side of Steve’s face as a soft breeze carried the last traces of summer warmth into the back of the van and Steve closed his eyes against it.

“Eddie?”

“Hmm?”

“I’m glad you’re here.”

I think I love Steve because… Because he’s like Aragorn. It sounds corny and stupid but… Aragorn does everything for the people he loves. Only becomes king because he knows that others might use the same power for evil. Carries the horrors of war with him but doesn’t lean on anyone that can’t hold his weight. And Steve does that.  He loves fiercely but in a way that can only be seen if you’re looking for it.  He’s loyal to his friends. He carries so much weight for the ones he loves.

And I think I’ve realized, though I’ve known in the back of my head for a while, that I always want to be by his side, to hold him up if he needs me.  Because I know he would do the same.

Someone knocking at the door startled Eddie out of his thoughts.  He dropped the pen on the notebook and hopped up out of the chair.

He hardly had time to process the fact that it was Steve on the other side of the door before he spoke.

“I got the job.”

It took Eddie a minute to process but when his mind caught up he threw his fists in the air before launching himself out of the door and wrapping his arms around Steve, the force of his hug knocking Steve back a step.

“Jesus,” He heard Steve chuckle before he turned his head an planted a comedically loud kiss to the side of Steve’s face.

“Dude!” Steve groaned, shoving him away but not losing the stupid grin as he wiped at the side of his face.

“Come on, Steve-o, let’s celebrate.” Eddie grinned, pulling Steve into the trailer and Steve let himself be pulled.

Eddie bounced down the hall into his bedroom, pulling his lunchbox off its shelf in the closet.

“Munson, they’re gonna drug test me tomorrow.”  Steve said from the doorway of Eddie’s room where he was pulling off his Family Video vest.

“God, you’re not even getting a paycheck yet and already they’re ruining your fun.”  Eddie groaned, putting the lunchbox back where he got it.  Steve threw the vest on Eddie’s bed before picking up the baseball.  “Can you drink?  Or will they sense the debauchery in your urine?”

“Uhg, why’d you have to use that word?”

“What, debauchery?’”

“No, ‘urine.’”

Eddie cackled.  “Should I have said piss?”  He rounded the bed and headed for the hallway.  “Fluids? Excretions?”

“You’re disgusting!” Steve shouted at him as he made his way to the kitchen.

Eddie smiled to himself as he opened the fridge, pulling out four beers before grabbing the cheese puffs out of the cabinet.

“It’s too bad it’s a Tuesday or we could go to the hideout and weasel free drinks out of Linda. You know she can’t resist…”  Eddie stopped dead in the doorway because there, sitting at his desk, was Steve, notebook in hand, eyes on the page.

“Shit,” involuntarily left Eddie’s mouth as he almost dropped one of the beers.  Steve didn’t look up, didn’t even move, just kept reading.

Eddie threw the beers and puffs on the bed before taking a couple of stuttering steps towards Steve.

“Stevie? Uh, that’s…” That’s what? What could he possibly say right now that would explain the words on the page as anything but what they were.  “I can…”

Steve held up a finger and Eddie froze, stopped talking because what else could he do?  He watched as Steve’s eyes moved line by line down the page, finger held up with the ball still in his hand like some sort of sports wizard casting a spell on Eddie to keep him silent and still.

He reached the end. Put the notebook down. Dropped his hand. And finally turned to Eddie.

“Do you mean it?  All of that?”  Steve asked, eyes locked on Eddie’s.

“Yeah. All of it.” Eddie replied past the lump in his throat.

Eddie watched as Steve slowly got up from the chair, placing the ball on the desk before taking the one step that placed him squarely in front of Eddie.

“You know, Valentine’s day is coming up, and I know it’s not your favorite holiday but uh…”  Steve slipped his hands into Eddie’s “Would you like to spend it with me?”

Eddie smiled, leaning into Steve’s gravity. “Only if you buy me one of those cheesy, drug-store teddy bears.”

“Deal.”  Steve grinned back before he was pulling Eddie’s hands, tilting his head just so and murmuring “I love you, too” before sealing his confession against Eddie’s lips.

When they broke apart Eddie squinted at him.  “I can’t believe you snooped in my personal writings.”

“I can’t believe you needed Jeff to tell you that you loved me.”

“I take it back, I’m not going out with you.”  Eddie grumbled.

“Yeah, right.” Steve laughed before kissing Eddie again.

[nllick]

I thought about switching Trent & Kirby with Johnny and Peanut but I thought about how they technically aren't canon..💔

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