#steddie instagram au

[sam-loves-seb]

summer of '95 [19/x] - eddie cannot resist taking pictures of his boyfriend in glasses, it's one of his favorite things in this world.

[thetorturedbolter]

i would like to formally apologise for spam reblogging the entire summer of ‘95 steddie instagram au series. i was possessed. it will happen again

[kingdomvel]

Dare I say: Steddie au with Steve going to a Corroded Coffin concert with Dustin and the others, and lead singer Eddie choosing him as his "drink partner"

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[slv-333]

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MOTOCYCLIST STEDDIE

EVERY time i see this video on my ig reels i cant help but think about these two mf that live rent free in my mind. I swear.

First one is steve, second eddie. Need someone who knows about this stuff to write a steddie motocyclist au enemies to lovers with little bit of angst.

Im talking "they hate eachother till one of them has an accident and when they wake up the other is by their bedside" something like forced proximity? Taking care of the injured one? COUNT ME IN

[harrywavycurly]

If you can find some inspo could I request a steddie x pregnant!reader fake Insta posts please?

Hii babes!! I hope you like these!! 😂💖

[kacatshi]

someone asks eddie what his favorite picture of steve is and he shows them a whole collection of pictures of steve napping with eddie's cat

[stevieharringtonwifeguy]

this is kas!eddie to me

[psychotic-nonsense]

Finally posting an official commission sheet here on Tumblr!

Since I start college later this month, I want to make sure I’m at least semi prepared to handle the little stuff so I can save my scholarship for the important things. Please don’t hesitate to ask questions if clarification is needed, and thank you to all who commission me!! :D

[dhaliadhalia]

Insta Stories: Eddie & Steve

In a modern alternate universe, Steve and Eddie have instagram accounts. This is what it would look like to follow them. Read on Ao3

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

[mixsethaddams]

crushcrushcrush

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Modern AU. Work In Progress.

Summary:

Steve and Eddie were best friends for most of their childhood. As they grew up and grew apart, social media became the only way to know what the other was up to. Even that had diluted down to just the occasional 'like'. So why does it hurt so much when Eddie makes an announcement that Steve shouldn't even care about?

Or, Steve hurts his own feelings stalking Eddie's instagram and then has to deal with it.

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“Class, we have a new student with us today! This is Eddie, he’s just moved here from Kentucky, and will be joining us for the rest of the year. Everyone make him feel welcome!”

The class muttered their acknowledgement of the wide-eyed boy standing in front of them. As much as a group of six-year-olds could, anyway. He was clutching a small lunch bag to his stomach and shuffling his weight back and forwards across each of his feet.

Little Steve Harrington noticed that Eddie was wearing the same type of shoes as he was, just a little more worn.

“Tell us about yourself, Eddie,” said Miss Tilly, patting Eddie softly on the shoulder for encouragement when he looked at her with big, worried eyes.

“I, um, I…” he stumbled over his words. Steve did that too sometimes, he thought. “I live with my uncle Wayne and I, um, I get to sleep in a big grown up bed all by myself in his house because he likes sleeping on the couch better, and I, I, I, um–”

A big grown up bed all by himself? Steve thought that was so damn lucky.

“Where does you mommy live?” asked a small voice from the back of the class.

Anyone above the average age of the room’s occupants would have seen the way Miss Tilly’s jaw clenched in panic and Eddie's fingers tightened around his bag.

“She, she, she, um–”

Steve was wondering why this boy didn’t know where his mommy lived. Steve’s lived with him and his dad, at their house. He knew their address and everything. Then he noticed that Eddie’s lunch bag had SpongeBob and Patrick on it. Maybe Eddie would let him look at it up close at recess. They were Steve’s favourites. He even had a SpongeBob pencil.

“Thank you, Eddie, I look forward to meeting your uncle at our next parent’s night!” said Miss Tilly quickly, shuffling him away from the head of the class. “Now, there’s a free chair beside Steve, Steve can you raise your hand, please? Thank you, Eddie go on down and sit by that nice boy there,”

Eddie looked unsure as he wound his way down through the other desks and towards Steve, who smiled and waved. He sat slowly and kept his bag on his lap, still looking around and taking in his surroundings. Steve tapped him on the shoulder, and he jumped a little before looking over at him.

“Hi,” said Steve in a whisper.

Eddie gave a hesitant nod in return but didn’t say anything. He looked sad, and a little afraid.

Steve didn’t like that. He was used to happy people, and he was used to making people happy. His mommy said he could make anyone happy. He tapped Eddie’s shoulder again, a bit more insistently this time. It was almost a series of small thumps rather than a few courteous pats.

Eddie was just as startled to have someone looking for his attention as he looked at Steve again. His grip tightened around his bag again and his shoulders raised up towards his ears.

Steve lifted his SpongeBob pencil and waved it around a little in front of Eddie’s face so he could see that they both liked the same cartoon. Once he realised why he was having a piece of stationary jabbed towards him, Eddie’s face lit up and his smile was a mile wide. He lifted his lunch bag so Steve could see it and pointed to the characters on the front.

Eddie’s smile made Steve’s tummy feel funny. The way it went all the way up through his eyes made him feel really good. Steve decided to make the new boy smile every chance he got.

He liked it when he smiled.

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[dreamsteddie]

There is an AITA out there that I can't find but it's been haunting me for weeks with visions of semi-angsty Steddie that I need to release onto the world. (If anyone happens to know what I'm talking about hit me up and I'll link it)

Edit: @jazzathebunny found the original AITA from Reddit linked Here for anyone who wants to read it. ------

Modern AU, Eddie and the guys are a moderately successful local band in the Chicago area playing gigs on the weekends and doing small tours whenever they all have the time. Gareth and Jeff are both in college while Eddie and Freak are both working part-time at a game store. Eddie managed to lock down that assistant manager position that lets him work 30 hours a week with weekends off for gigs. All in all, it's a pretty sweet deal and they can't complain.

Eddie had sworn off dating after a small handful of disastrous relationship attempts in their first year in the city. He dismisses any advances from people who attend their shows and tries not to think about how much he wants to make a genuine connection with someone and have something real. He's been burned one too many times to try and make something with someone he met in a bar or at work.

He knows the guys talk about it behind his back sometimes, he catches Jeff and Gareth fervently whispering to each other and stopping when they catch him entering the room one time too many to not suspect they're talking about him and he can't think of anything else going on in his life that they would feel the need to whisper about.

The fervent conversations take a slight uptick one day and about a week and a half after they do, Gareth hits him up and tells him he wants to set Eddie up with a guy from one of his classes. At first, Eddie is skeptical and cites all the reasons why he doesn't want to try with anyone right now but eventually, Jeff jumps in to plea the case and Freak jumps in on top of that and under the combined weight of his best friends he agrees to meet up with this Steve guy.

The guys set up the whole thing and before Eddie knows it it's Saturday night and he's wearing his best black jeans and a gray button-down, untucked, to go on an honest to God blind date like his life is some low-budget romcom.

Steve is not at all what Eddie thought he would be. Not the kind of guy he thought his friends would pick out for him given they know he usually goes for other alternatives like himself. Steve, who is shyly waving him over and getting out of his seat to great him, is the very epitome of prep. Well-fitted polo, light blue chinos, and what Eddie assumes this guy thinks are casual loafers. He's handsome to be sure, a 12/10 at least with perfect hair and defined biceps but Eddie is fairly sure he's being punked.

But, Eddie doesn't want to be rude so he goes to meet Steve at the table, confirming just in case that he's actually here to meet with a guy named Eddie. Steve gives him a bit of a confused look, saying that Gareth showed him a couple pictures of Eddie before he agreed to meet and figured he'd done the same for Eddie off Steve's Instagram. Gareth had, in fact, not done anything of the sort but they both dismiss it and get on with their date.

In all honesty, Eddie is expecting it to be a complete wash, but it turns out that even if Steve is not at all what Eddie would have previously said what his type, Steve is damn near perfect. He's funny, kind, a little bitchy, and even though he proves himself to be every bit the sports nerd he looks like he doesn't turn his nose up at Eddie's own much more classically nerdy interests. By the end of the date, Eddie has a new type and that type is Steve Harrington. He's quick to lock down a second date for the next weekend which Steve happily agrees to. They exchange numbers and Steve gives Eddie a chaste kiss on the cheek that has him floating all the way home.

Steve texted him that next morning letting him now he had a great time and is really looking forward to their next date and Eddie thinks this might be the start of something big for him. When he gets to practice he's clearly still floating on cloud nine and in his own little world designing their marriage invitations and matching tombstones so he doesn't notice the sly grins on his bandmates' faces.

"So...how'd it go last night? Everything you dreamed it would be?" Gareth asks, a strange glint in his eyes that Eddie doesn't clock.

Eddie goes on and on about how nice Steve was and how he might be The One, thanking Gareth profusely. Freak looks pleased for him, giving him a hard pat on the shoulder in congratulations but when Eddie finally tunes back into the real world he's greeted by Gareth's livid expression and Jeff's overly concerned one.

He asks the guys what the fuck is up and it turns out that Gareth and Jeff set this whole thing up as a prank of sorts. Eddie was never supposed to hit it off with Steve who Gareth selected specifically because he's a "totally brain-dead prep" and as far away as someone could get from Eddie's previous relationships. He was supposed to be someone Eddie could go on a date with and not form a connection with without getting completely burned at the end like all his previous relationships in the hopes of getting him out of his slump.

Jeff was in on it as well. He wanted to get Eddie back out there, so when Gareth presented the plan he sat in on a couple of Gareth's general credit business class sessions to help pick the guy out.

After Jeff and Gareth finish explaining he does a complete 180 and just...leaves. In any other situation, he would be raging and verbally tearing his friends a new asshole but instead, he completely disengages and walks out the garage door, ignoring his friends' shouts to come back.

He goes back home, socked and hurt and so very confused about how the hell he found himself in this position when his phone lights up.

New Message: Steve H.

Fuck.

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Part two coming soon??? Maybe???? We'll see.

[sam-loves-seb]

summer of '95 [23/x] - robin loves to fly out and visit the boys on tour every once in a while, and don't let her try and convince you otherwise

[steddietogo]

Steddie grammys au part 2

Part 1

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Steve is texting Eddie Munson via the private message function on instagram. Because that's just the kinda shit that happens to him now. One day he's at the Grammys doing his job and the next, the lead guitarist/lyricist of a famous rock band is following his instagram account (Dustin and Robin had lost their collective minds) which is full of dorky pictures of him with a group of high schoolers, his cat and Robin. And that one picture of Robin and him at pride, posing with a lesbian and pansexual pride flag respectively.

His follower count has also gone up by couple extra thousands and there are a couple DMs from people he's never heard of, saying some unsavoury things about him. It's all very intense and dramatic. Needless to say, his account is private now.

The thing is, Steve has been flirted with during interviews before, he's a good looking guy and he knows it. It's just never happened with an international rockstar before—then immediately went viral for the entire world to see.

Didn't peg you as a cat person Stevie

Then there is the other thing. Eddie Munson flirting with him in his DMs. Which kinda sorta makes him forget how to be a person. Steve Harrington is nothing if not a people person, always knows the right thing to say. But with Eddie he barely just manages, no sign of the alleged lover boy he had been in his high school years. Eighteen year old Steve would cry if he could see the bland ass conversation he's having about his cat of all things.

I'm not

He just barged into my house one day and refused to leave

Eddie is hot, and rich and famous. Did he mention hot, because he is. Painfully so. Steve will never forget his all black ensemble at the Grammys where he had been standing a foot away from Steve in his bejewelled suit jacket with nothing underneath it.

Point is, Eddie is intimidating. He seems so far away with his rockstar status and the hoards of fans worshipping him like he's their god. What could Eddie Munson possibly want from Steve Harrington?

Would you like to get dinner sometime?

Eddie's latest text is staring up at him like its going to jump out of his phone and attack him. Its too late to ditch and run, Eddie knows Steve has seen it so he needs to come up with a response. Soon. So Steve does the only reasonable thing and barges into Robin's room at ass o'clock in the morning.

"Say yes Dingus!" Robin says, after kicking him in the shin for waking her up.

"But—" she silences him with another well placed kick.

"Listen, no one who just wants to bang you asks you about the shitty retail job you had in high school, Steven. Even if he only wants to sleep with you, you're gonna get a fun night out of it and like bragging rights or something," He supposes she’s right. Eddie did seem very interested in Steve’s personal life. He really did hope it is a date though. If only he has the balls to actually ask him.

"I'd be so jealous of you right now if I liked men, so get out of your head and go have some fun. Now get the fuck out and let me sleep,"

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Eddie picks an upscale rooftop bar with private seating and a breathtaking view. He's there sitting at the booth half an hour before their scheduled meet up time out of nerves.

Eddie sometimes hates that his public image takes precedence when people meet him. The truth is that he is a little bit of a loner. Never got the point of physical intimacy without a connection no matter how much people tend to think he's the type of person to have a different person warming his bed each night.

It makes dating so hard when the perception of Eddie the rockstar doesn't line up with who Eddie the person really is. Eddie rarely even takes the first step anymore. It took the combined ragging of his entire band for him to even gather the courage to message Steve.

"Hey," a voice greets him from behind.

Steve is here. And Steve is an enigma. An ex high school jock who used to babysit a bunch of middle schoolers. He's so full of delicious contradictions and dry humor and it's impossible not to like him the more he learns about him.

But there’s still the question of what Steve expects of him that Eddie dreads a little. Above all, Eddie just wants Steve to like Eddie the person so badly.

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“A fire extinguisher,” Eddie’s eyebrows are somewhere up in his bangs.

“Yep,”

“Against an armed robber,”

“I swear I had grey hairs at seventeen because of those kids,” Steve knows how sappy and fond his voice sounds when he talks about the kids. It’s never been something he could help.

The night’s been going a lot better that Steve had expected. Eddie is funny, and dramatic and it’s hard not to feel giddy from the attention he utterly devotes to Steve. They have a nice dinner, and exchange stores over drinks and it’s feels like a real date. Steve can practically hear Robin in his head telling him to stop being such a dingus and overthinking everything.

They go quite for a second, Eddie suspiciously focused on his drink when Steve feels his boot nudge against his shoe. Steve nudges back and soon instigates a game of footsie neither of them acknowledge above the table. It ends with Eddie’s foot trapped between Steve’s ankles and a faint rise of colour in his cheeks as he takes a comically large gulp from his drink. It’s just adorable.

"Can I kiss you?" The words are out of Steve’s mouth before he even realises it. Before he could beat himself up about it, Eddie turns a slightly worrying shade of crimson but he's nodding and thats all Steve needs before he is leaning over the table.

It's nice, it's really fucking sweet and not at all how he had expected Eddie to kiss, but Steve is quickly learning that nothing about Eddie is what it seems like. The kiss is all soft presses of their lips, wet, languid slides of tongue at the seams of his mouth. Steve feels a little dizzy when he pulls away and drops back into his seat, happy grins mirrored in both their faces.

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Its a couple months after that when Eddie starts trending again. He posts a picture taken by Gareth, post show as he lays on top of Steve on the couch. Steve has his arms around him, lips pressed to his gross, sweaty hair.

Caption says: Happy birthday to my sweetheart <3

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[slv-333]

Steddie fic idea

Modern social media au where steve posts videos like this one and eddie would just watch them all, im thinking of a name for it, smthn like "how many metalheads can hold me (just one)"

M not that good at writing tho i might do it

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[harrywavycurly]

Happy love day 🤍💖 can we please see some loved-up Instagram posts from the different Eddie’s (husband, FWB, fake dating etc 🥰)

Hiiii babes!! So I hope you like these and I’ll post more later as well, from the Eddie’s/Joe POV😂 happy love day to you too!!!💖

Fake Dating Reader:

FWB Reader:

Mrs. Munson Reader:

Princess Reader:

Princess Joe Reader:

Seven Wives Reader(I just used Monday lol):

Dating App Reader:

Pregnant Reader:

Pregnant Steddie Reader:

[grandwretch]

I think modern au famous steddie should come out exclusively on Robin's Instagram and its a picture of them cuddling and its captioned 'dingus and dongus' and thats the only time any of them mention it until Eddie is like btw I'm getting married :)