#steddie hogwarts au

[fuctacles]

He's capable of charming god

For @steddiemicrofic September prompt "Charm", to which my brain screamed Hogwarts AU, sorry not sorry. T | WC 548 | CW Slytherin!Eddie | Hogwarts AU

“Yellow is capable of charming god.” - Vincent van Gogh, my insane little yellow lover whose quote I’ve found while looking for a title and it was oh so fitting

Steve had a crush.

It reached an all-time peak in his last year, when the Slytherin he was eyeing, who should be far away from his table, had befriended one of his fellow Hufflepuffs.

"Pathetic," Robin whispered as he flipped through his potions textbook without reading, eyes focused on Eddie and Chrissy, who was tying up his long dark hair with her Hufflepuff-colored scrunchie.

"Robin," he wheezed.

"I know, I'm sorry." She rolled her eyes. "Are you gonna grow out your hair now? Share hair accessories with Munson?"

Steve has been considering it. 

Robin slapped him on the arm.

"Dude!"

"I know!" he hissed. 

The sight of Eddie wearing Chrissy's scrunchie was seared into his brain. The contrast of yellow to his dark hair and metalhead shtick buzzed behind his eyes and the idea of him in something of Steve's was growing into a fixation.

Whenever he passed him, hair flowing, Steve's hands twitched to braid them, to tie them with anything, his fucking tie if he had to. At some point, he even got a yellow handkerchief and started wearing it in his pants’ pocket just like Eddie did.

"I know," he sighed.

Capital ‘P’ pathetic.

But all the Robin-induced insults went forgotten when she waved a piece of parchment in his face one November afternoon.

"What is this," he frowned at her flatly. He stilled her wrist to read ‘Eddie Munson’ scrawled on the paper in the ugliest handwriting he'd ever seen.

"Your secret giftee!" she screeched loudly.

"What?!"

"Eddie signed up for Secret Santa and I, your best friend, pulled on some strings, made some exchanges, and voila!"

She was beaming with smug satisfaction, appropriately, but Steve's mind was already racing with possibilities..

"What am I supposed to give him?"

As Eddie opened the box and saw a plain black scrunchie, Steve rushed with explanations.

"I've charmed it so it responds to music. Your hair will change with what you’re listening to."

Eddie blinked at him, surprise evident.

"Like what?"

"Um, it gets flowy with ballads, and for metal, I know it’s your favorite, the hair gets big and puffy. Well, you know. And uh, it's based on a mood-based spell? So their tips get red with love songs and so on." 

Of course he had to mention love of all things, his heart now thudding as he watched Eddie tie his hair. With a scrunchie from Steve. He pulled a strand in front of his face and observed it lighten.

"Yellow means…?"

"Uh, happy," Steve admitted bashfully. At least he knew his gift was a success. Eddie's eyes observed him like a hawk.

"Does it have to be in my hair to work?" He questioned with a weird tilt to his tone. 

"Wearing it on your wrist will work too."

"What’s pink?"

"Affection." He knew the colors by heart after months of perfecting the charm. He had hair ties everywhere and he tested them all himself.

He tested them all himself.

One was currently sitting on his wrist and Eddie… Eddie was looking at his hair.

"And gold?"

They both watched as the tip of his ponytail started shining in the candlelights.

"Charmed."

"Huh. I guess I am," Eddie grinned at him. And the pink of his dimpled cheeks needed no spellbook to read.

[livingfast04]

More of Steddie Hogwarts Au because I'm incapable of not thinking- despite being "no thoughts head empty" every time I open a google doc- --- Eddie wasn't sure when he actually truly, truly fell head over heals. Steve's just- well Steve. There's a few moments that Eddie thinks he knows. He thinks he knows it probably starts sometime before the youngers resort. It might be before the first snort of laughter he manages to coax out of silent lungs. Eddie thinks he lost all battles to staying just friends with Steve Harrington the second that nervous smile greets him outside of their shared History of Magic. Eddie's a total goner. It's been less than three weeks. That he knows then. Soft hazel eyes, they won't even met his own, but that's okay. Eddie isn't a huge fan of eye contact anyway. (He learns later that Steve refuses to met anyone's eyeline due to his Father's cruel usage of Legilimency- and the way Aurors had used it after The Accident) It's that soft, shy gaze, the way his eyes brighten so visibly when Eddie rounds the corner. Its the first time Eddie even notices they do that when Steve notices him. He knows then, that it's more than a crush. But it's not until that scared face is lit up with a smile, tucked against Eddie's side, bathed in Hufflepuff yellow instead of Slytherin green- his bestfriend- Steve's wearing Eddie's robe. It's too big- slips off Steve's still thin shoulders. The Lion displayed proudly on his chest. It's then, in that moment in the great hall, that Eddie knows. He's not crushing, he doesn't just like Steve- he's totally, and helplessly in love with the fluffy haired boy. He knows it even more- when Steve gasps around laughter, when he presses his lips against chapped lips. Feels Steve's smile against his own. --- I'll write Steve's portion later :) This has been just sitting in my drafts for a little bit- so. Thought I'd post it, and then work on Stevie's.

[str4wb3rry-fire]

i need more steddie hogwarts/magic school aus !!! they own my fucking soul but ive only been able to find two complete ones :(

[steddiehands86]

✨Choir and Quidditch✨

1/?

Friday night was the most important night for everyone at the newly improved Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry- which was now simply named Hawkins Academy. No one knew why the names was changed- rumors of a new start abounded but no one really cared, so no one talked about it that much.

Everything was the same inside the school, the houses were the same- that would never have changed even if it came up in every yearly administration meeting. It only resulted in bickering, fighting, insults being flung along with a few hexes. Every time it ended with a round of tea with more than a shot of spirits. Nobody talked about that either.

However, what everyone did talk about- would not stop talking about- was the Slytherin vs. Gryffindor match that was to be played on Friday night. Professor Eddie Munson, Charm’s Professor and Choirmaster extraordinaire, would rather stab his eardrums with his wand than to hear any more about the damn quidditch game. Yet here he was, just after the children’s lunch break and all he could hear as he was finishing his pretzels was the babbling and speculation about the idiotic game.

However this class was usually his favorite- Dustin Henderson (Ravenclaw), Susie Bingham (also a Raveclaw), Lucas Sinclair (Gryffindor), Max Mayfield (Gryffindor), Will Byers (a Hufflepuff-throw in some spice to make it nice) and….Mike Wheeler (Slytherin). He didn’t know how Mike of all students worked his way into his classroom but so far his attitude was tempered by the presence of his very best friend, Will.

Today proved to be a bit problematic. The boy’s heads ducked together as they walked to their desks like a strange pod-like creature, with Max following behind with her charmed (by her ‘beloved’ Charms professor of course) Walkman on ignoring everyone around her. Susie trailed after her, clutching her textbook and parchment forever worrying about her boyfriend’s former crush. And Lucas…

Was nowhere to be seen. Well. Today was already starting to get on his nerves and it wasn’t even 2pm yet. Wonderful.

His eyes followed the little group as tried to shuffle by unseen, intelligent and beady little eyes darting to and fro like Eddie could actually see them. They were teenagers, hell he could smell them. All too much spicy body cologne, old and new sweat with a hint of ass and corn chips. He was familiar.

The girls sat in their assigned seats, Eddie learning fast to never let them choose their own seating- that was chaos in the making. Too many people surrounding the nerds, hoodlums in the back, brown nosers in the front- no. It was best to separate them. He wanted the boys where he could see them, right in the front row with the girls behind them.

He set down his pretzels, an irritated sigh building up in his chest at Mike as he pushed Dustin forward to talk to him as if he wasn’t brave enough to open his own. And that’s when they told him. Lucas was on the Gryffindor team, and thus couldn’t make it to the Choir banquet being held at Duurmstrang at the end of the week.

He knew it was going to happen, everyone knew about the damnable game, but Sinclair had been on the sides lines the entire season due to his almost inability to fly. It wasn’t his fault he was a foreign exchange student and that Quidditch wasn’t as popular over in the states as it was over the pond. They preferred a game of hexed ball-throwing, something like “dodgeball” but with a stinging paint charm thrown in and they ran around like savages. Eddie was engrossed in the description and wanted to implement it, even went so far as to hex charm a ball that Lucas brought but Headmaster Hopper put the kabosh on it before they could start. ‘Twas rude but nothing Eddie could do about it, safety was important and all.

Nevertheless, Sinclair wasn’t rumored to even play but it was insisted by the coach that he was to be in attendance.

Ugh. Coach Harrington was another thorn in Eddie’s side since he too transferred from America. He was loud (so was Eddie), he cursed (again same), and he had a weird relationship with another professor in History of Magic, Buckley. Setting aside there were many rumors about Eddie and the Divination teacher, Professor Cunningham- all of which completely untrue- Eddie and Coach Harrington didn’t swim in the same pools, and were thus vexed by one another continually since Coach Harrington arrived.

“Well far be it for me to ruin anyone’s fun, but we have been working towards this all year. Where is Sinclair now? He should be in class.” Eddie sent a steely dark gaze over the classroom, noting each student that looked away in cowardice.

The only one that met his eye was Max, who rolled her rolls in annoyance before stopping her music, “Coach Steve got him in the hallway. He got a note for extra flying classes, so Sinclair went with him as usual.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” The epitaph escaped before he had the chance to stop it, judging from the titters and giggling this was going to come back and bite him in the ass. He piled his curls in a haphazard bun, using his wand to keep them in place. He cracked his fingers and rolled his shoulders, “Right. Whatever. He’ll just have to make up this class. Mayfield you can inform him he owes me twelve inches on parchment on how effective a flying lesson is when you miss your charms class. We’re going to learn beginner’s wandless charming.”

Without missing a beat he continued the class amidst groaning and chattering. He wasn’t normally this stodgy, preferred to have fun but dammit-

Duurmstrang and Beauxbaton schools were notorious for keeping things so closed. Duurmstrang was an all boy’s school, Beauxbaton was an all girl’s school. There had been talks to make both schools co-Ed, like Hawkins- like Hogwarts before them. Music was one of Eddie’s suggestions to help the schools at least consider it, the mix of boys and girls and everyone in between meant for beautiful music, harmony that could be transferred into every day life. Wouldn’t things have been a lot better if they just opened their minds, their hearts to an alternate form of education?

This was important, and people were trying to railroad him. He didn’t like it. He couldn’t fault Lucas- the boy just wanted acceptance as did they all. He could fault Coach Harrington though, the man had the yearly schedule same as the rest of the faculty, he knew the dates and where everyone would be. Seemed to Eddie that the man was too chickenshit or too arrogant about his place that other’s schedules didn’t seem to matter.

It was only later, after all of Professor Munson’s classes have ended that he was visited by the very last person he wanted to see.

As he charmed the books to float back to their spaces on the bookshelf, the quills to flutter back into their pot on his desk, and the chalkboard to erase itself- he heard the steady tread of Coach Harrington’s sneakers squeaking on his spelled floor.

No one was going to get the drop on Munson any longer.

He heaved a great sigh as soon as the man rounded the corner, the smell of his alluring cologne wafted under his nose and the pissy bitch face he held on full display.

“Twelve inches, Munson. Seriously?”

“I’m sorry, you’re going to have to specify as to what you are referring to,” he shot over his shoulder with an impish grin, “I get confused when inches are involved.”

Went straight over his perfectly coiffed hair. How it stayed artfully messy after being in the air all day was a mystery that Eddie was leery of solving.

“What are you babbling about? I’m talking about Sinclair’s wrongful homework. He had a note, he doesn’t need to be punished for-”

“You made him miss my class,” Eddie leaned over his desk, splaying his fingers wide and balancing on their tips, “for a game.”

Why the oaf was gazing at his hands instead of gracing him with privilege of looking Eddie in the eye as he spoke he would never know, “for more than just a game-”

“Eyes up here, Harrington.”

He honestly enjoyed the baffled sputter a little too much but the man recovered quickly, “Look I get you’re pissed but maybe you could direct all this bitchiness to either the headmaster or your partner instead of at me.”

“I don’t have a partner and even if I did? He’d probably know that I and the choir have been working so hard since the start of the year to perform for the other schools to open up the idea of blended alumni. And that includes Lucas.” Eddie straightened, fire in his eyes at the boiling anger he was feeling, years of being mistreated and pushed aside by the very same calibre of jock that was standing in front of him now, “But you don’t seem to care about that. All you airheads are the same, nothing matters to any of you unless its balls through holes.”

He watched as Coach Harrington’s lips pressed together, mirth danced in his eyes and were his shoulders twitching? Asshole. He seemed to think this was funny.

“And yeah, laugh it up, big boy,” Eddie rolled his eyes, throwing up his hands in pure irritation, “We have worked our asses off this whole year, everyone knows their parts- and then here you come in swinging your big ass broom-”

“My what now?”

“Don’t act like you don’t know,” Eddie snorted delicately, “you act like everyone will just do whatever you want and fall all over ourselves like you’re charming or something-“

“Oh that’s all you.”

What? And why was he looking at him like that, squinting his puppy dog eyes like Eddie was some kind of toy for him to chew on.

“Right and here I thought we could have an adult conversation-”

“You started cursing not me-”

“Baby when I start cursing you’ll know,” Eddie knew he made a mistake as soon as he said it judging by his sudden shift. Eddie backed up a step, his hand finding his wand tucked inside his worn, denim waistcoat, “You will not do that again, Coach Harrington. I may not be able to do anything about Sinclair missing the most important night for us, but I will not allow my student to miss a class to train for a blasted game. The next time this happens, I’m taking it up with the Headmaster. I expect his parchment by Friday, when he comes back to my class.”

“Look I get that you’re mad, but can’t take it out on a student-”

“No see,” Eddie shook his head, lips thinned in anger, “that’s where you’re wrong. Lucas Sinclair has a voice- weaves beautifully with Mayfield’s- and he could have used it to tell you, ‘this will have to wait until after class’. Yet he didn’t.”

Eddie stared the other man down, he did so enjoy the look of fear and awe on the other’s man’s face. “You both chose a game over something that was important for the future of two other schools, for other students to be nearer to their families in a blended school, but he chose a flying lesson over his enrolled class. Be glad I haven’t given him detention or thrown him out of my class to take again next semester. His home work still stands. You’re dismissed.”

Steve held his hands up, helpless kicked puppy look and Eddie hated the twinge of guilt that he put that look there. Coach Harrington knew what he was doing, thought he could waltz right in and try to win Eddie over with his dazzling smile and his cute jeans-

Stop it. Absolutely not. He even shook his head for emphasis. Dared to watch the back of those cute jeans as they turned to leave his classroom, only to turn ever so slightly at the doorframe-

“Look I know I messed up here, like a lot,” and dear god not only was Eddie treated to the most perfect of rear silhouettes, but now he knew exactly which way Coach Harrington dressed. Nice. “Is there anyway I can make it up to you?”

Oh he wasn’t playing fair. Eddie may be a professor, did a lot of schooling- but to be fairly honest he squeaked the hell by; he honestly wasn’t sure if the coach was fucking with him or not.

Eddie considered his offer, hind brain supplying him with every single thing Coach Harrington could do to unruffled Eddie’s feather before he firmly squashed that down. It wouldn’t do any good to court fantasies about your straight co workers anyway. But still-

“We’ll see. After Friday.”

Steve beamed at him, throwing finger guns of all things before impishly chirping, “it’s a date!”

[nosaladshereofficer]

So I may or may not be writing a Hogwarts AU!Stranger Things fic. I definitely love the idea of Hufflepuff Steve and if you guys could send me some tropes and stuff you’d like to see in it I’d love the feedback! Also pretty sure I want Steddie to be the main ship but I also like Harringrove too so idk

[oddree13]

Huffle Eddie meets Gryffindor Steve

My insomnia gave me a Hogwarts AU last night (apologies):

Eddie, muggle-born Hufflepuff, brings his D&D stuff to Hogwarts. By his 4th year, his club has gained some traction, but only by word of mouth. After all, it's held in the room of requirement.

The club doesn't hit Steve's radar until the gaggle of first years he's adopted insist on joining, his fifth year. Steve is unsure and begins to worry when they won't tell him where it meets. He finds out from his dragon-obsessed classmate Charlie where it's held.

Steve goes early one day to give the club head a piece of his mind for hosting his game somewhere so precious, but he's stunned when he walks in & sees Eddie. Sure he's had classes with him before but in here Eddie is out of uniform in his muggle clothes & Steve's mouth dries up.

"Your ducklings aren't here yet Harrington, but clever you for getting in." Steve doesn't answer immediately but walks over to the table where all the figures are laid out. "They don't move?" "No, they don't, it's a muggle game after all." "But can't you make them move?"

"Alas, charms aren't my specialty. It maybe only lasts a few minutes" Steve picks up an axe-wielding figure and taps it with his wand. It immediately begins to move, swinging violently, until Steve taps it again and it just bounces in place waiting for instruction.

"Leave it to Hogwarts charmer to also be good at charms. Thank you my liege," Eddie bows. Steve's not sure why he's blushing but he'd charm each piece to get that feeling again

[steddiemicrofic]

Steddie Microfic September 23rd-30th Masterlist

What a charming final week! We can't wait for you to participate in the next challenge 🍭🧛🏻‍♂️

charm by @hotluncheddie | Rated M | cw: reference to a blowjob | tags: chubby steve, horny eddie, author knows nothing about baseball

untitled by @steventhusiast | Rated G | cw: implied homophobia | tags: teacher au, vaguely modern, established relationship

untitled by @estrellami-1 | Rated G | no cw

He's capable of charming god by @fuctacles | Rated T | no cw | tags: Hogwarts AU, Slytherin!Eddie

Prince Charming and The Freak by @eddieseyelashes | Rated T | cw: language

lost and found by @postmodernau | Rated M | cw: weed smoking, brief sexual content | tags: rockstar!eddie, first meetings

All's Faire in Love by @dragonmama76 | Rated G | no cw

Portafortuna by @zombiethingy | Rated T | cw: main character deaths | tags: grief/mourning, Italian Steve, Formula 1

Walls and Beams (Love and Dreams) by @aliencamper | Rated G | no cw | tags: established relationship, 90s era, fluff

there's no one like you by @formosusiniquis | Rated G | no cw | tags: transfem!Steve Harrington

fascination by @lingeringmirth | Rated G | no cw | tags: eddie munson being steve harrington's bisexual awakening, eddie lives, angst, steve harrington being mushy, kissing, getting together

And the winner is... by @zombiethingy | Rated T | no cw | tags: Mechanic Eddie, Formula 1 driver Steve, Robin

A spell and a charm by @lorifragolina | Rated G | no cw | tags: Fantasy AU, childhood friendship

Swept Off His Feet by @atmilliways | Rated T | no cw

[steviesbicrisis]

✨The Wizardly Fruity Four ✨

Gryffindor Steve: 7th year | Quidditch team captain | prefect | favorite subject: defense against the dark arts | least favorite: divination

Facts:

Steve’s parents are the kind to care about the purity of wizard blood, kinda disappointed he isn’t a Slytherin;

Steve plays as Beater, and constantly gets hurt during matches, his specialty being taking hits for his teammates;

When he's chosen as Prefect, he's surprised and often complains about his duty. Truth is, he's always around to help and guide people, never skips a patrol and he's always fussing over a certain group of third-year kids;

Hufflepuff Robin: 6th year | part of the Hogwarts band | member of Wizard’s chess club | favorite: charms | least favorite: potions

Facts:

Robin hasn’t gotten anything less than Exceeded Expectations since Fly class in her first year;

She used to have a crush on Tammy Thompson in her 4th year, the Gryffindor prefect alongside Steve;

Robin is half-blood and she bonds with Eddie over this. Her father is a muggle, her mother a witch;

Ravenclaw Nancy: 6th year | part of almost every club imaginable | Head girl | runs the Hogwarts’ newspaper | favorite: charms | least favorite: none

Facts:

Despite knowing she wants to be a journalist, she takes as many classes and joins as many clubs as possible. She wants a full resume by the time she graduates;

Nancy is often close to burnout, Robin has to keep an eye on her and make sure she doesn’t end up in the infirmary, again;

Nancy is very competitive and often challenges Steve at quidditch or Robin at Wizard's Chess (she draws the line at D&D with Eddie);

Slytherin Eddie: 7th year (for the second time) | runs the hellfire club | has a muggle rock band | favorite: Potions | least favorite: Herbology

Facts:

Eddie is a muggle-born and most Slytherins make his life a living hell for it;

Eddie runs the club for the magical version of D&D (kinda like wizard’s chess), an extremely unpopular game. There’s a rumor that the game is related to dark magic, so Eddie is forced to have club meetings in the dungeons;

Eddie gets into trouble for wearing the hellfire club t-shirt instead of his uniform;

Random Fruity Four Facts:

Their friend group formed during their 4th (Robin and Nancy), 5th (Steve) and 6th (Eddie) year;

They always sit together even if they’re supposed to be with their respective houses. Their friendship confuses the hell out of people;

Robin and Steve got detention in their 4th/5th year and while cleaning the potion supply closet they tested some potions, got to the veritaserum and confessed every little secret they had to each other. They've been besties ever since;

Eddie and Steve bicker all the time but Eddie never misses a quidditch match (despite hating the sport) and Steve is often seen going around the dungeons whenever a D&D session is taking place;

Nancy and Steve went on a couple of dates but decided they’re better off as friends;

Nancy matches her patrols with Steve's so she can vent about her crush on Robin;

Robin and Nancy always study together. They rarely let Steve and Eddie join because they get distracted too easily, and because they enjoy some alone time;

If Eddie and Steve pass their NEWTs, it will be only because of Robin and Nancy;

People gossip about them, especially because of Nancy (Head Girl) and Steve (Quidditch Captain);

At one point is rumored that Steve is dating Nancy and cheating on her with Robin, who’s dating Eddie, who’s in love with Nancy;

Steve spends Christmas at school until he becomes friends with Robin, who invites him over. Since Eddie's uncle lives close to her, they force Nancy to make the trip so that they can all be together for the holidays;

Nancy bonds first with Eddie. She was having some trouble with Potion (getting Es instead of Os) so she finds out through the Potion professor, that Eddie Munson is one of the greatest students he had ever had. Nancy forces him to tutor her and they become friends;

Nancy and Robin get their shit together first, after Nancy runs out her plan on how to ask Robin out with Steve at least 10 times;

Eddie and Steve go on dates without realizing it. It takes Steve turning down someone because of Eddie to make him understand that something is going on;

That is it for now, but I kinda want to write some scenes with no chronological order about this universe in the future.

The kids were first years when Steve becomes prefect, now they're in their third year but I don’t know where to put them regarding the houses, let me know what you think!

Edit: if you wanna be tagged when I post stuff from this universe just let me know ❤️

[longlivesteddie]

Hogwarts au

Steve didn’t plan on having a detention in the Forbidden Forest foraging for Wormwood and Dittany with Eddie Munson. He tried extremely hard to stay out of trouble during his exchange year in Hogwarts. The only thing he cared about was practising Quidditch and hopefully, after he graduates, he'll have a chance of joining Fitchburg Finches: one of the best teams in the U.S.. To be fair, it wasn't even completely Eddie's fault that they ended up here together. Eddie tried to be nice during the potion class, crushing some beetle eyes for Steve to use. But then he put them into Steve's cauldron and the liquid had turned into goo and splashed all over Steve's clothes. Turns out you're suppose to mix counter clock wise. Steve would have known if he had read the next step. He was trying to get rid of his cloak as the goo was eating through it and Eddie was screaming next to him. His favourite yellow sweater had holes in it now as well as the shirt underneath it. So now he was standing in the forest in Eddie's vest, because they didn't even get the chance to go and change and it was cold outside. And the worst of it all? Eddie looked so excited roaming through the forest that Steve couldn't even be mad at him. The energy radiating from him was enough to not feel afraid as they lost the sight of lights from the castle. And Eddie would talk and talk and talk about all different herbs and night creatures that Steve's never heard off and that probably didn’t even exist. And he'd press so close into Steve’s personal space just to leave again. It was frustrating, it was annoying and Steve couldn't get enough of it.

[jointnathanbyers]

300k+ words of steddie hp au with huffle eddie, gryffindor steve, halfblood eddie, pureblood steve, steve has shitty parents, steve harrington got disowned by his parents for getting sorted into gryffindor bc his parents are one of those stereotypical pureblood supremacist assholes, slow burn, fluff and angst, heavy angst, hurt steve harrington, hurt/comfort, babysitter steve harrington, friends to lovers, mutual pining, steve harrington wearing glasses to help him with his concussions, steve harrington loves quidditch, beater steve harrington bc steve is good with bats, big nerd eddie munson, eddie munson has the whole hogwarts: a history memorized, both of them sucks at potions, astronomy is eddie munson’s fav subject, accidental children adoption of six kids, co-parenting, etc etc

[dontfeeltoohot]

Sicktember Day 27 - Sleepless Nights - Steddie - Streamer AU

Steve sits at his desk, setup illuminated by the LED light strips coming from behind his monitor. He can’t sleep, not with how shitty he feels, but he doesn’t feel like he can do much else, either. Eddie’s asleep in their bedroom, probably dreaming about the new Hogwarts Legacy game that’s coming out soon- the one he won’t stop talking about. 

Yawning and scrubbing a hand down his face, the gamer sniffles and waits as his computer boots up, keyboard lighting up. He needs something to play thats mindless, something he doesn’t have to actually use brain power for- if he does he’s certain his head will explode. 

Having caught some bug from his and Eddie’s last small meet up a few days prior, Steve’s been laying around with a sore throat and aching head, a little congested and restless. He needs to be working on things, coming up with collars and talking to brands he’s partnered with. Instead, he’s been napping and cuddling and avoiding all responsibilities. 

Deciding on Minecraft, he keeps his user profile in incognito mode, not wanting to alert anyone he’s awake at 2:27am. He goes through his world, working on fixing things he’s built, and doesn’t realize it’s almost 6am until Eddie comes in looking sleepy, confused and worried, blanket draped around him like an old grandma. 

“Stevie? What’re y’doing?” The man’s eyebrows knit together and he squints. 

“Jesus! Sorry, you scared me,” Steve’s heart races as he takes a few deep breaths, which sends him into a coughing fit. 

It lets up and he leans into Eddie’s hand that’s appeared on his shoulder. 

“I couldn’t sleep, so…” he gestures to the screen where Minecraft is playing.

“Come on handsome, let’s get you to bed. I’ll give you some Benadryl if you want, knock you and your cute ass out for a few hours,” Eddie kisses his head and pulls him up, transferring the warm blanket onto him. 

“Mm, yeah…guess I’m more tired than I realized.”

[atlas-the-bastard]

Just saw a beautiful steddie fanart and someone in the comments mistook it for a wolfstar fanart but I ACTUALLY LOVE THAT IDEA LIKE THEYRE DYNAMIC IS KINDA SIMILAR (mostly sirius n eddie tho...i think sirius would idolise eddie) also think of the AUs! like a steddie at marauders era hogwarts au or a wolfstar in hawkins au

[livingfast04]

I’m living for the steddie hogwarts au

To be fair so am I- I need to like, finish writing down the whole idea. Cause it might end up being the Softest, yet most angry short fic I write.

[str4wb3rry-fire]

i need more steddie hogwarts au content in my life pls

and before anyone says anything eddie is gryffindor and steve is hufflepuff. just think abt it. for a good long while. im right. /lh

[makbubblefandom]

Heyo Steddie fans !

I’m looking for someone to do some steddie rp with, I’d like to play Steve so I’m looking for an Eddie

I want to do either a hunger games au or a hogwarts au, whichever you prefer

I rp on discord, semi lit, 18+ only please !

DM if you are interested ! ❤️

[sarah-snook]

Can you rec some of your favorite it fics? Reddie and other pairings too?

i sure can! i have so many SO MANY. here are 15 of my many faves with some recs for other works by these authors sprinkled in!!!!!

i can be your hero by @richietoizer​| Reddie | T | 2,205 |an accidental confession fic where eddie finds a college essay richie wrote about him. IT’S CUTE Y’ALL this fic is seriously so slept on. all of ashley’s fics are amazing and literally *chef’s fucking kiss* of course she has her amazing AMTS and SCL fics that everyone should read but this one is just so cute!!! ashley is an amazing writer and i would read anything she contributes to the fandom. she has various WIPs that are amazing as well and that i would HIGHLY recommend you read like the real world and took too many hits off this memory. i love ashley with all my heart and will always be one of her biggest fans but i swear to god, putting my love for her aside, she has a fucking gift for writing. everything she writes is pure fucking gold!

Help Me Remember by @jem-carstairs-is-perfection| Reddie | T | 3,138 |jem carstairs is perfection? more like monse’s writing is perfection! i had a really hard time choosing just one fic of hers because they’re all SO GOOD. she’s literally my fave writer and i love her so much. she’s amazing at prompt fills too! ugh i cannot stop saying good things about mochi she’s just That. Good. in this one, richie gets drunk and makes out with someone and can’t remember who it is the next day so he tries to find out who it is. i highly recommend reading anything by monse because she is a very talented writer. she’s literally a fluff queen but she also knows how to break your heart…but she’ll always put it back together in the end! 

Tandem by @s-s-georgie | Steddie | T | 4,413 |“Everyone finds their soulmate… eventually.” a steddie soulmate au…THE fic that got me hooked on steddie in the first place. just like monse, leigh knows how to break your heart…but she’s also amazing at writing the softest and most tender fic. i ALWAYS rec tender and she’s sick of it. (go read that reddie fic i promise you’ll love it) and if bottom richie is your thing, leigh writes some of the best bottom richie fic as well so i would totally read her fics if i was you :’)

your heartbeat is the only sound I wanna hear by @eddiefuckinkaspbrak| Reddie | E | 16,008 |this is a deaf!eddie college au. amy did a lovely job with this fic and it’s one of my faves! amy is talented writer who has various one shots and multi chapter fics to read. she’s a freaking prompt QUEEN! she has so much to offer and i recommend binging her list of ao3 fics! i can’t even name a couple other fics of hers because it’s hard to choose from they’re all so good! just go read all her stuff and see for yourself!!! 

relationship status: dumbass by @tozierking| Reddie | E | 10,925 |Eddie turns away, but Richie can still see the blush rise to his cheeks, the color deepening when Richie brushes a finger over his knee. Huh. “You’re thinking about me, aren’t you?” Richie grins, the big, toothy one that he knows makes Eddie snort and loosen up. “You want my dick. I knew it.”Eddie makes one of those special Richie shut the fuck up noises, and mumbles, “Yeah, I guess.” allie is a smut QUEEN and i love all of her work. she is such a great writer and i love her so much!!!

a toast and a spirit by @michelllejones| Reddie | T | 13,348 |This was Richie Tozier, his best friend, the Richie he had known for a little more than half his life, the Richie that lent his Pokémon cards to him after only knowing him for two days, the Richie that watched The Exorcist with him for the very first time and let Eddie cling to him through all the gory parts, that kept spare packs of Little Debbie’s Nutty Bars and S’mores Pop-tarts in his pantry just for him—it was Richie and then It Was Richie, and Eddie didn’t even try to put up a fight. The battle was lost before it had even begun, and maybe Eddie didn’t want to fight anymore. LISTEN i put the entire summarry because it’s perfect. THIS FIC IS PERFECT. i love morgan’s writing so much god she knows how to make me cry, she knows how to make me FEEL. she knows how to make me laugh and smile when she wants to also. morgan is a writer who i def rec y’all should read fics from. her mind: GENIUS.

Bon Appetit by @tinyarmedtrex| Reddie | T | 2,855 |a cute one shot with chef!richie and resturant critic!eddie. amelia is an amazing writer who not only writes reddie, but a lot of other loser rare pairs. all her stuff is great and i highly recommend reading her fics!! she has a lot of one shots and various chapter fics that are AMAZING such as georgie has two daddies and operation: hawaii honeymoon!

A Little Less Romeo & Juliet, A Little More Touch Me by @tozierpunks| Reddie | T | 11,665 |When Eddie has a chance to play a lead role in his theater clubs’ take on Romeo & Juliet, he enlists his best friend, Richie Tozier, to pose as his boyfriend and help him snag the part. The only problem? Richie isn’t acting.

Puppy Love by @richietoaster​| Reddie | T | 8,122 |Eddie works at a dog kennel/shelter, and Richie falls for him fast.

Richie Tozier Loses All Hope by @onceyoukaspbrakyouneverkaspback| Reddie | T | 6,127 |Richie Tozier is worried that if his best friend figures out what’s been on his mind lately, everything good in his life will come crashing down.

say what you mean (out loud) by @edsbrak| Reddie | T | 7,404 |Richie can’t help it when something heavy refuses to leave his stomach, something relentless and daunting. He looks at Eddie and can’t help but want, can’t help but need, watching this boy watch the stars and thinking he would be happy to spend the rest of his life just like this, right here standing next to him.[Or, Richie realizes he likes Eddie and promptly goes through the five stages of grief.]

and this is who we are by @lo-v-ers| Reddie | M | 40,763 |In which Eddie and Beverly lie to their friends for five years before finally coming out, much to the surprise of one supposedly straight Richie Tozier.

The Power of Sexting by @eddiesleftarm| Reddie | E | 4,085 |Richie accidentally sends Eddie a shirtless picture. Things escalate from there.Or, Richie and Eddie play Gay Chicken: Sexting Edition.

What’s My Name? by chattrekisses| Reddie | NR | 4,252 |Richie is new in town and finds a number carved next to some suggestive graffiti and decides to call it. Who he finds on the other line is Eddie, a sassy hypochondriac who is done with Richie’s shit.In class, Richie knows Eddie only as Kaspbrak, and they flirt viciously. Eddie makes Richie a deal; if Richie can guess Eddie’s first name within three tries, Eddie will kiss him.

oh, somebody loves you by slytherincosette| Reddie | NR | 12,341|Amortentia is encountered in Potion’s class and everything goes to shit. Basically a romantic comedy set at Hogwarts. Everyone is Bad At Feelings, until they’re not.